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This happened yesterday. I don't know what it is about PG's County in Maryland but damn, seems like each and every black guy is gay ... I've hooked up with a sexy black guy once before at Glorious but because of my crazy ass schedule, it's been months since. Well, last night I finally had some time, so I made the trek to College Park to play in his basement he is renting. We started out by talking about TV shows ... quickly followed by us making out and him kissing and sucking my neck, then his hard dick deep down my throat. I alternated between kissing him and sucking him; after making him moan and precum for a few minutes he started grabbing my ass. He found the lube I brought, lubed his dick and my ass ... then slowly sunk all 7 inches of his sweet, thick black dick in me ... making me moan like a slut. Once he was all the way in he told me that he has a roommate, and that he's in his own room (so my buddy rents the living room part of basement) ... dunno why that turned me on, but I relaxed even more, thrust my ass back, and began to moan even louder as I buried my face in his sheets. We alternated positions, each time the sounds of him pounding the shit out of my ass ... his thighs and balls slapping against my ass ... and my moans and pleas begging for more filling the air. Missionary then doggy then flat on my stomach then on my side with us finishing doggy style. He fucked me hard and rough for about 20 minutes before he bit hard on my neck, thrusted one last time, abs literally screamed out, "Yeah, slut wants my load?" I always just leave after a hookup, but this time he asked if I wanted to stay overnight. So we cuddled and slept together ... and of course I returned the favor by fucking him mercilessly until I flooded his hole with a month-plus old load. Then we fell asleep with me holding him ... naked.

B.R.A.T. (Bitch Ready And Turned-out) – Chapter 1, the Interview: The BRAT’s gaping ass winked and smiled at me as I took the latest pic with my new gold iPhone 6sPlus for the stash showing the slut’s shaved hole bruised, swollen, and dripping with my infected nutt. Seconds later the BRAT’s humiliation was secure in the cloud and being shared with a few select friends as the little shit whined and pleaded, “PLEASE MASTER SEARGENT, FUCK ME SOME MORE.” A quick backhand and the room grew still as the little shit had learned early on what happens when you disobey me. He may get away with his attitude and mouth with his Moms, but not with me – MASTER SEARGENT MAURICE LECLAIRE – UNITED STATES MARINE AND ALL AROUND TOP DAWG AND BITCH USER AND ABUSER. I love my country. I really do, and I served it well, but three tours helping people on another continent save their own asses meant my life back home went to shit. Oh I’m thankful I came home in one piece alright, lots of my buddies didn’t, yet I sacrificed years of my life, a fiancée who decided she’d prefer a different future than one with me, family who passed who I did not get to say goodbye to, and then I finally get back and the best fucking job offer I could get was a line cook at a God damn fast food joint. Not much need for a man who’s life work was learning how to protect, or kill, and ensuring others were operationally ready and able to take the enemy down. In the brigade I was honored, respected, and looked to for leadership by those above me and those below me. Those below me were allowed to call me “Top” – Corps nickname for Master Sergeants – but it fit me well, not least of all because for those grunts that needed an extra incentive to follow command, my dick of death provided the guidance required. I had plenty of confirmed kills during my time overseas. So back in the civilian world, here I was, alone, adrift, on my own with no blood family and no Corps. At 6”4, 262 pounds of racked and stacked muscle with a chiseled jaw, tight fade, and a fist that can crack walnuts, I stand out, but none of that seemed to matter much in the real world trying to find a ‘real’ job. Fuck I had a real job, now I just got my hustle, and right now my hustle is all about milking this BRAT for every penny, drug, gift, and use I can while plowing that tight hole into submission. I had been out 90 days – 90 fucking days of frustration, adrift in a strange world. I needed to blow off some steam without any complications, so I hopped in my truck, rolled a big blunt, and eased on out to the Adult Book Store (ABS) in Laurel. A good blow job, a few pieces of ass, some strong kush and all would be right with the world for a few hours at least. I liked the ABS as I knew the men there were looking for what I had to offer, were willing to pay to get it, and were not generally about putting their business out for the world to see like some of the internet hook up sites. I needed to fuck, not hear your life story or exchange a dozen emails for you to figure out what I’m looking for. The clerk at the ABS about fell over himself when I walked in. He was not my usual hustle, but you know what they say about making friends with the help and being good to the little people? Well all it took was one deep dicking and my fist wrecking his man cunt so he could barely stand for a week and he was my grunt for life. Little fuck could not contain himself as I ‘promised’ I would see him again soon while he loaded my hands up with tokens – all on the house. Once I entered the back with the video booths all the little queens flocked around me like a pen full of hens as the big cocked rooster entered the yard. I strutted to the back, a trail of kush smoke in my wake, as I eyed each hen up and down, dismissing them one by one. My eyes settled on a scrawny white man, wiry hair, glasses, nose too small for his face, but a fat ass Rolex on his right wrist and multiple rings on each hand with diamonds in various shapes and sizes. I cornered the little chick, gripped his Rolex in my left hand and raised his arm up for a better view. He about ready to shit himself right there when I then lowered his hand and made him stroke my growing dick. That’s the look – the look of a cock hungry motha-fucka who craves monster black dick. “My name’s Edmund,” the little hen squawked as I shoved him into a booth and locked the door. I shook my head in wonder and disgust – dumb ass – what the fuck makes him think I’m here to chat? “OWW OWW OWW you’re hurting me…” he cried out as I clamped my right hand onto his shoulder and pinched the nerves between the bones to shut him up and make him kneel. Once he was on the floor and had finished looking around at the filth and shit now sticking to his custom tailored pants, he was left speechless at the site of my now hard dick protruding out over my nutt sac. Fucking bottoms are all alike and genetically programmed I think to know what to do – faggot instinct – and after he gently tucked his glasses in his shirt pocket, Edmund opened his mouth and took a neck beating like he had never had before. I leaned back against the wall and lit a new blunt as the dick sucker fought to catch his breath and I prayed he wouldn’t fall out on me from some asthma attack or shit. “Do…do…you want to fuck me?” Edmund asked like a child begging for a cookie. What the fuck did he think I was here for? In response I pulled him back up to his feet and turned him around and waited as he dropped his drawers. A little 420 spit in my hand, some strategically lobbed at his crack, and the hen was shaking in need, fear, and anticipation. Suddenly his arm came back around and his hand held up a gold wrapped packet, “Please…please…here’s the condom.” I slapped his hand away, stepped back, took a big hit of kush, blew the smoke out, and kept the blunt between my lips as I zipped up. Edmund frantically spun around, “What…oh…no…I…OK, OK, but please don’t cum in me.” I squinted my eyes, held my smoke, and tilted my head to the right and waited. 5 – 4 – 3 – 2…and then the dick hungry hen bent back over, wagged his hungry pussy and showed me he needed my dick in him nice and raw the way men were meant to fuck. Time to test the waters. Some more 420 spit, one finger – now two – spit – yeah this hen has ass pussy, but still, he ain’t prepared for Master Sergeant. I tapped the blunt out on the crooked, metal folding chair. Stepped close and let the rich cock-sucker feel the weight of my dick as I tapped it lightly against his little cheeks. When I knew he was eager beyond stopping, I leaned forward, covered his chirpy little face with my big mitt, wrapped my right arm under torso, bent forward, and SKEWERED HIS RAW ASS LIKE A KABOB. GOD DAMN THERE’S NOTHING LIKE FEELING A BODY TREMBLE AND SHAKE AS I THRUST INSIDE THEM! That moment when they question what they have done, when they realize they are powerless to stop me, when they are fighting not me, but themselves as to what will happen next. Not like they have a say really. This is my time, my fuck, I’m in charge. The little fucker’s anal ring tried to squeeze and push and fight my invasion. No fucking way. My dick had landed and I was taking the enemy down, but I was in this to win the war, not just a shit battle. So, a minute of brutal fucking later I paused, the hen’s chest heaving under my weight, I jam fucked his guts a few more times and bottomed out balls deep on the last one and his entire body flutters. I then eased out of his hole, stepped back by the chair, picked up my blunt, and lit it. “What…I…are...” the fucking hen squawked and stammered, “How about…how about we go to the motel just down the road. You know the one with the green sign?” I took my time, weighed my options, he looked like he had the most hustle potential out of the fucks I saw when I walked in, so I nodded, zipped up my pants as he pulled himself together. Before he could finish tucking his shirt in I had pushed him out the door of the booth, past the brood of hens, and smiled at the clerk with a, ‘I’ll see you later for a dick down,’ wave of my hand. Once in the parking lot I strode to my truck as the hen dashed to his car – a fucking Maybach. A 2016 Mercedes Maybach S600 – easily topping $190,000. Fuck – looks like my little hen might just be the fucking goose that laid the motha-fucking golden egg. Time to adjust my plan. Five minutes later, my truck was idling in the motel parking lot as the hen – no my golden goose – got us a room. His Maybach stuck out like a fucking sore thumb to anyone who knew shit about cars, but that’s alright, if I can protect platoons of men I can protect this four wheel gem. My flustered goose scuttled back to his car and drove to the end of the motel and parked in front of the last room. I pulled my truck right in back of his Maybach and parked it about 6-inches from his back bumper. The little fucker freaked and was literally hopping side to side in fear, but when I stepped down out of my truck he said, “Good idea…good idea… that way no one can jack my car right?” Right. Sure. Whatever shut your mouth. My goose nervously pulled the vinyl drapes closed once we entered the room. I walked right behind him and opened them the fuck back up. If someone wanted to stand there and try to see our nasty puppet show through the filthy sheers, so be it. Plus, I liked to see the damage I do. I get a perverse and twisted sense of accomplishment seeing the red drip, seeing the skin purple and bruise, seeing the welts rise and grow. The goose did not question me – that was good – and without a word he undressed and bent over the end of the bed showing me he was ready for more dick. Good slut. Compliant, obedient, dick hungry, willing to serve. I unzipped my pants and stepped closer. My goose started to hold out the same fucking condom packet he had showed me in the ABS, then thought better of it and clenched it back into his fist. Fucker knew. They all know. Time to get bred. My kush spit hit square on his waiting hole and with a deathly gasp he accepted my raw dick as I plunged into him. This time there would be no mercy, no fucking surrender, no God damn stopping until I was done and nutted that silk hole up. All my frustration, all my need, all my desire, all my anger was released into that raw ass. Did he ask me to stop? Did he beg me to ease up? Did he try to run from the dick? Yeah, sure, but what the fuck did I care. Too late for all that pussy shit. Edmund screamed as I slammed his pink hole – shredding that white ass – making it my cunt. Too shocked to run, too much pain to focus, too turned the fuck on to move, the little fucker temporarily went comatose and mind numb as I dug his shit out. I slapped him a few times to get the blood flowing and when he started to struggle I turned the shit up a notch and deep dicked those guts. My golden goose became a blabbering idiot as I raped that white pussy rough, dark, red and got it ready for my Master Sergeant seed. Harder, deeper, no stopping now as my freight train dick pulled into the station and dropped all my AIDS coal in his chute. YEAH THAT’S RIGHT, FUCKING POZZED HIS ASS. ONCE YOU LET ME IN YOU GONNA GET THE BUG, GONNA GET CHARGED, GONNA GET LIT UP WITH MY SUPER JUICE! NOTHING BUT SUPERIOR ALPHA DICK – UNMEDICATED – SKIN TO SKIN – BREEDING AND SEEDING!! I was not done yet and the first load is like getting into my groove. My little goose tapped out, begged, tapped out again, and I kept right on trucking. First hole shredded, second hole wrecked, third hole destroyed! That’s how I role and when I was done, his lilly white ass was beat red from the blood inside and out. A couple slaps and Edmund was able to focus, his breathing got more regular and I was glad to know I would not have to add another body to my count. Once his faculties came back he could not stop blabbering about how fucking amazing that was, he had never been fucked like that before, thanking me, and begging for me. I’d give it to him, but there was business to take care of first like how much he was going to pay me for that dick down. Pay me for bugging him up. Pay me for making sure he knew who his AIDs Top DADDY was – ME! Edmund made a few lame excuses of how he didn’t know, he didn’t have any cash and some stupid shit, but quickly learned once I slapped him a few times I don’t broker no BS and that I had only given him a taste of the strafing fire I could lay down. He quickly started offering his cufflinks, this ring, that ring, and finally his Rolex. Fuck that’s right. I dicked that little faggot down right out of his gold time piece and he begged to give it to me. Once the prize was in my pocket I dropped it down and spit raped that fucker again just to show him my shit was worth anything he got and this time – much to my surprise – my little goose held his own and even began to push back and get into the bounce. Load number two was buried so deep he would be shitting my toxic babies out on Thursday! A few hours later and load number three was streaming out of that loose and floppy cunt and my golden goose was one happy little fuck! My balls felt good and relaxed now and after another blunt, so did I, then I settled back and chilled as my fleshlight stammered on about his rich bitch wife, problem child stepson, stress at work, and the challenges of being filthy rich. Poor thing. I didn’t really pay much mind to what he was saying until one comment caught my ears and I asked him to repeat what he had just said. Apparently he and his uber-MILF wife were trying to find someone to serve as a body guard/baby sitter and someone to be the all-around-keep-the-stupid-kid-out-of-trouble-authority figure. The kid – technically a man now having turned 18 a few months back - had graduated from high school only because the teachers couldn’t stand him anymore and wanted him gone. His life goal was to ‘find himself’ and my goose blamed it on the wife. She had been divorced 4 times, he was now husband #5, and the kid had always been spoiled. Her money, ex-husbands’ money, baby daddy money – it all added up to one fucked kid that had been in and out of rehab since the age of 12. He was out of control and for years the parents had just thrown up their arms and pretended he was not there or not their problem. That’s what the lawyers and help were for. My goose finished his damn sob story and then made his initial offer. Might I be available? Was I qualified? Would it interest me? While I mulled it over, he had gotten up and started to casually put his clothes back on. I figured the best way to negotiate was from a position of power so while he continued yammering, I set my blunt in the ashtray, stood up, eased in behind him for a stealth attack, pushed the fucker face first onto the bed, ripped his fancy slacks down and bang fucked his ass dry, double-time quick and deep, to make sure I had his attention. Once he was begging like an incoherent cunt, I slapped him, made him focus, and ordered him to tell me more. I liked what he had to say and now for the hard sell. As my goose’s tail feathers quivered underneath me, I slowly eased back out of his pooper, angled to my right and scraped his gut walls until I hit his organs. Shit like this had to be fed right – forced deep – like foie gras. My goose squawked, sighed, and begged for more. I eased back out slowly and stopped. Waited. Held my position right at the edge of his hole. He was flopping around under me trying to ride me but I held firm. Soon he got the idea and started throwing numbers up. As the numbers got higher, my dick got longer, wider, and deeper. Once he hit $3k per week plus expenses, plus the use of the Escalade, plus bonus tips for any extra curricular activities he and I may do, well I made sure my goose got basted deep and cooked through and through. Edmund was still wiping the dripping cum off his hole when I added one more caveat. I would deal with the kid my way – no questions asked from him or the wife. My rules. My limits. I’m the MASTER SEARGANT AND MY DICK IS CHARGED AND LOADED. Stay tuned for B.R.A.T. (Bitch Ready And Turned-out) – Chapter 2, Cry Wolf.

So this guy from Grindr and I have talked sometimes before but never did anything because he wanted raw dick and I was still hesitating about it. Today he hit me up and I went to his place, very good ass, dark skined, a little furry and a delicious hole. I rimmed his ass and then started to fuck him raw. While I was fucking him I pulled out and rimmed his ass and then put it back in. I came soon since I was so hot and shot a nice big load deep inside and he came as well. We laid naked on the bed for a while before I licked his just bred ass and my dick got hard again so I gave him another load deep in his hole.

A couple of nights ago met up with a guy I had hooked up with a time or two 3 years ago. Mid-50s with a medium height and build, his cock is just a bit longer and thicker than average. He recognized my file online and invited me over to play. I was very excited on the drive to his place because I remembered that he is the kind of in charge top who is not a freak or wannabe dom. Just very confident and skilled man. Once I got there we went straight to his room and he took the lead from the first kiss to stripping me and getting me into bed. The man was a wizard with his tongue and loves to rim. Generally I need some lube, but he got me so hot, loose and wet with his tongue when he finally got my ass in the air he could ease his dick in slowly. After he got it to the hilt he began slow but eventually he was pounding my face into the pillow. All the time I was moaning and whimpering and begging for more with my own cock leaking all over his sheets. Finally he let out a loud growl of his own and filled my ass with his load. We both collapsed after that into a panting, sweaty pile. A couple of minutes later he checked a text he got while we were fucking and sent a reply and then got another text back. He then got up to take a piss and when he came back handed me a cold bottle of water. "Hope you're ready for another round," he grinned. "I've got a buddy coming to fuck you." Before I could say anything the doorbell rang and my host went to answer it. When he came back in he was followed by a tall, broad chested guy who looked to be in his late 30's-early 40's. After quick introduction the guy stripped pulled off his jeans and briefs but left his t-shirt on. His cock was already hard, an average length but very thick, and he had big, low hanging balls. This was the kind of guy not interested in foreplay or formalities. Instead he grabbed my ankles, pulled me to the edge of the bed and put my legs on his shoulders. With a little spit he lubed his dick and then pushed it into my freshly fucked hole. He was so thick I thought he was going to split me on two, but then my hole opened for him to push it all in. After he was inside he just began pounding me from the first stroke. Without mercy he slammed into me so hard and fast I was alternately screaming for him to stop and to fuck me harder. I'm not sure how long we fucked before his breathing and his strokes both got faster and harder. Then his face got all screwed and twisted in that way some guys do when they are going to explode. Finally with a grunt he pushed it in to the hilt and dump load after load deep inside of me. Without ceremony he pulled out and told me to roll over onto my hands and knees. He stuck his cock back in and started to slowly fuck me again. In a surprising short amount of time he came again. He then got dressed and left with little ado. After that my my host got back into bed with me and we made out for awhile until he was rock hard. This time I was flat on my stomach as he laid on top of me. This last fuck was slow and gentle as he kissed my neck and shoulders, caressing me. After we both came he began kissing me from the back of my neck down my spine to my well used hole. He then kissed both my ass cheeks before playfully giving the right side a sizable hickey that I did not notice until I was at home showering the next morning. It was a long drive home that night with my ass pleasantly sore. I'm usually a one on one kind of guy, but I got to admit that the occasional doubles fills the spot quite nicely.

Duke pulled Bobby’s mouth up off his cock, leaned forward holding the kids head in his hands and thrust his tongue into the boys mouth giving him a good snog that was eagerly returned, Duke licked up the boys sweaty face before biting the lads neck leaving a nice angry looking love bite before leaning and leering over the boys shoulder “yeah the chicky’s in chem pig heaven”, I pulled my fingers out of the boys hole which were covered with lube and mucus from the boys twat and twisted the kid round looking at his dopey cute face with hugely dilated pupils and smiled “yeah our new boys high and horny as fuck ain’t ya boy?”, the kid grinned and whimpered as he ran his hands over his perfect pecs and abs “yeah so horny”, I held the boys head and pushed my fingers into his mouth as Bobby continued to feel himself up eagerly sucking and licking my fingers “that’s it boy, suck your cunt juices off my fingers” Duke reached down and squeezed the lads balls and his hard cock “nice I like a chicky who gets hard when he’s chemmed” and then ran his other hand over the kids buttocks and pushed a finger into the boys pussy “mmmmm that’s a hungry little boy hole you have don’t ya chicky?” the kid murmured and pushed his hole back on Dukes finger as I twisted bobby’s head round pushing my tongue into his willing eager mouth giving him a deep long slobbery snog that lasted a few minutes until pulling my mouth away and gobbing into his open mouth. I rose up on my haunches and then stood up, pulling a wobbly Bobby up along side me “lets get him into the bedroom” As we stood Duke pulled on the boys little patch of pubes, “I think these should go chicky, make you a real boy for your new daddies eh?”, the boy just giggled and nodded as we led him to the bedroom. Once in there I pushed Bobby onto the bed and he giggled as he bounced on it, I climbed onto the bed kneeling beside the kid and pulled his mouth onto my cock which he started sucking like a hungry baby on its mothers titty, but he could not help giggle again dropping my dick from his mouth as Duke smeared some shaving foam on his pubes and shaved them off his cute face smiling “tickles!”. Duke admired his handiwork “now ain’t that better and pretty chicky?” the kid looked down at his shaven pubes and whispered “oh wow yeah!” staring for a few moments before I steered his mouth back onto my cock coaxing him gently as he slobbered and sucked “that’s it baby you suck Daddy’s cock nicely”. Duke pushed the kids legs back at the knees giving him an excellent downwards look at Bobby’s hole “awww that’s so sweet chicky, your boi pussy is practically winking at me”, I had to grin and chuckle “yeah that right daddy Duke? It’s winking? hmmmm I think maybe that it needs some stretching?”, Duke was now up on the bed kneeling in between the lads spread open wide legs slapping his cock head against the kids hole slathering his poz precum over it and making the boys cunt quiver in eager anticipation “oh I think so Ted, you want that don’t you boy?”, I pulled my cock out of the boys mouth and slapped it across his face and lips coating them with my own noxious precum which he eagerly licked off “you want your pussy stretched a bit son? Want Daddy Duke to put his big black cock in your cunt and make you a good boy?” Bobby bobbed his head eagerly arching his neck and pointing his tongue frantically licking at my under shaft groaning eagerly “fuck yes I want it, give it to me please!!!” before he finally caught my cock head with his mouth and swallowing my dick into his eager little mouth making me moan as I winked at Duke “we may just have to keep this one”. Duke smirked “yeah” his eyes twinkling “shall we slam him?”

Uncle Jim Alex was a few months shy of his 18th birthday when his parents were killed in an automobile accident. Since his parents were very wealthy Alex was set to inherit everything after he obtained a college degree. In the meantime his only other living relative, his mother's younger bother Jim, was to be executor of his parents estate. Uncle Jim moved into the family home as Alex began to move on with his life. Jim was an 'after thought' and was considerably younger the his sister. At 12 years younger some in the family law firm wondered if the single young man was the right person to manage the vast estate even though he had a law degree from Harvard. Alex was a jock in high school. He wasn't good enough for a college scholarship and in his frame of mind after losing his parents he chose to attend the local community college. This allowed him to hang out with his best friend, Nicholas Richardson (or Nick Dickson as he was called). The two teenagers enjoyed smoking pot a couple times a week. Since Nick's mother always seemed to be around and Alex lived in a large home the two typically got high in the pool house at Alex's home. After a nice joint the two would be totally stoned and extent horny. With the weed in them they typically would jerk off. This interaction led to oral that Alex really enjoyed. Now with Uncle Jim living with him they thought they'd be a more careful since the two had just started living together. There was a small party when Alex turned 18. In the time since Uncle Jim moved in Alex and Nick had smoked pot on several occasions, and the night of his birthday was no different. The two snuck off for a quick smoke. After Nick left Alex went back into the house he was hoping to avoid his uncle. Uncle Jim already knew about Alex's use of pot and knew that he had his nephew in the palm of his hand when he walked into his nephew's room seeing him half baked. Jim had a plan and now was the time to launch it into action. Jim looked at his nephew sitting on the bed and commented that he looked baked. Alex had no where to run and with what Jim knew he was forced to admit his use of pot. Jim's comments put Alex at ease as he leaned that his own uncle like to get high when he asked if he'd like to smoke a joint with his uncle on his 18th birthday. Alex was already high and horny which his uncle already knew. He figured another joint would only fuel the fire. He lit the joint, took a small hit and passed it to his 18 year old nephew. Alex wasn't shy when it came to smoking pot. He never noticed the small hit Uncle Jim and just taken and took large hit followed by another one. Jim joined his nephew on his bed and the two smoked the joint. Alex commented that his uncle's pot seemed much better then his own. What he didn't knew was that Jim's preferred drug of choice wasn't marijuana, although he liked it he preferred Miss Tina. The strange feeling from the pot that Alex was experiencing was from the ample amount of Tina that Uncle Jim had made sure was in the joint they were sharing. Jim could tell by his nephew's eyes that the drugs were digging in and with the right suggestions that he'd have Alex right where he wanted him. Before tonight the conversations the two had were centered on family, the conversation they were currently engaged in was about the high Alex was experiencing. Jim asked Alex if he like the feeling he was getting from what he was smoking. Alex admitted that he really like his uncle's weed as he smoked the last of the joint. Jim had a big grin as he progressed the corruption of his nephew when he hinted to his nephew that ha knew about him and Nick. Uncle Jim's comments he'd Alex a little uncomfortable, but seemed to be open to what was about to be suggested. Alex was asked by his uncle if he'd like to get high, ready high. Alex was hooked before he heard the details. Alex followed his uncle back to his bedroom where everything was already prepared. He told his nephew to get comfortable. Alex was already wearing just some board shorts from the birthday pool party from earlier in the day. Alex sat on the bed and was handed another joint as his uncle slipped into the bathroom. Alex heard the water running as he lit up the Tina laced joint. He took several good tokes on the joint letting mute Tina infiltrated his already smoked hazed brain. Alex was busy with his joint and never noticed the syringes in his hand along with a tourniquet, alcohol wipe and a couple cotton balls. Uncle Jim asked his nephew if he was ready to go higher. Alex smiled at his uncle suggestion. The two had never been really close and Alex never knew why, but he was any to find out why his conservative father didn't really want him around. With Alex intently watching his Uncle Jim fixed a tourniquet on his left bicep and swabbed a prominent vein. His uncle then took a nicely filled point, stuck it in his nephew's vein, drew back a little bit of blood making sure he was in the vein before he pushed the plunger down emptying Alex's first slam into his blood stream. The tourniquet was pulled off as the Tina began to flow through his body Uncle Jim rubbed his nephew's chest as he coughed out hard. Alex was blasted into the stratosphere as he was given a hefty slam as his chest rose and feel with his increased breathing. Uncle Jim reassured Alex what he was experiencing was typical as he did his own slam. As his uncle looked at him as he coughed out after his own slam he began to ruin his nephew's chest and flat 6 pack as he could see the horniness growing I Alex's eyes. As his hand moved across his nephew's body he began to move lower and lower getting closer to what Uncle Jim knew was probably a soft (yet very simulated) teen cock. Alex reached up to touch his uncle's body with his eyes pleading for more. Uncle Jim wasn't going to deny his nephew's growing lust as he pulled his t-shirt off his muscular body allowing Alex to touch his bare skin. As Alex's hand explored his uncle's chest and stomach Uncle Jim began to push his nephew's limits by rubbing his hand over his sensitive cock producing a "gasp" from Alex. After a couple passes Uncle Jim knew Alex was ready to discover himself. With the next 'pass' Uncle Jim pulled the draw string that secured the board shorts Alex was wearing. With the next move Uncle Jim slipped his hand inside his nephew's shorts eliciting another "gasp" from his teenage nephew. Alex seemed to follow his uncle's lead as he did his hand up the leg of the loose cargo shorts his uncle was wearing. Uncle Jim used his free hand to loosen his belt allowing his shorts to drop to the floor revealing his 8"hard cock. Alex needed no guidance as he rose to his knees and positioned himself so that he could stick his uncle's hard and doing cock. Jim worked Alex's board shorts off as his nephew worked his uncle's cock into his throat. Uncle Jim knew his nephew could suck cock, his nephew would soon learn what it was like to be fucked and bred. As Alex sucked his uncle's cock, Uncle Jim lubed up his finger with his own spit, slipped it into some loose shards of Tina before sliding it into his nephew's virgin ass. Alex felt the penetration (along with the sight burn from the meth) as his hole was explored. Alex couldn't hold back add moans escaped from his mouth around his uncle's cock. Uncle Jim knew the added Tina to his nephew's ass would increase his desire to be fucked. He added a second then third finger into Alex's warm fuck tunnel. As Uncle Jim lifted his nephew's head off his cock he withdrew his fingers leaving him feel empty. He knew he'd be asking for his hole to be filled and wouldn't be able to resist being fucked. As predicted Alex looked up at his uncle and asked for him to stick his fingers in his ass again. His uncle shook his head no as he stated drop into his soul and let him know that there was only one thing his uncle would would stick inside his nephew's ass as he stroked his 8"cock. Alex locked his lips as he looked up at his uncle knowing what his uncle meant. His uncle pushed him on his back, crawled up between his legs and began to give his nephew his first rim job. As he began to get his nephew's home wet and hungry he heard him moan and start to beg to be fucked. Uncle Jim had waited for this moment (and deep down Alex did too, or was that the Tina talking for him). It didn't matter which one it was Alex was about to get his chemmed up, neg ass fucked fit the first time. Uncle John moved up and now had his cock pointing to the prize he worked to get. The two naked and high men locked eyes as Uncle John's cock began to slide its way home. It poked through the external ring (as easy as was planned) and was balls deep in no time. I his drug induced haze Alex had no idea what really was going to happen. Since Uncle Jim became the executor of his parent's estate he wanted to share more then part of his family's DNA, he wanted to share his HIV. Uncle Jim stated off show but before Alex could process the implications he was pounding away in his nephew's hole. Within a coupe hours Uncle Jim had deposited a couple good loads inside his nephew in a attempt to make him his son.

From the profile on a gay website I saw the picture of his smooth, toned body straining to arch and push his ass high in the air while on his knees, and immediately saw the potential of training him. First I started with casual chat, asking if he wanted to chat on web cam. As he turned on his camera and showed me his chest with two small, erect nipples, my dick got hard. As he was cooperative, I told him to undertake different poses and show me different parts of his body. The boy mentioned he was versatile and only plays safe. I played along with his game and asked him if he wanted to meet me. He didn't accept my invitation and kept on coming-up with excuses. For thirty minutes I tried to convince him to meet me, but then he said good bye and signed off. I was pissed I had invested so much in a fucking cock tease boy, and, as I signed off, decided I would make him pay next time. Few days later, I was partying with few of my friends who were all poz and older. We were using a bottom boy who belongs to one of my friends, but, after being double-fucked, the boy's hole became very loose. Fortunately, about then I noticed that my little cock-tease boy had signed online, so I sent him a message and asked him to do a web cam. He obliged. All my friends found his young body sexy so we decided to give him a show. There were five of us, not counting the bottom boy. One black guy in his 40's, 6' 3" and over 200 pounds, a big man with a thirteen inch monster cock and bull balls. In addition there were two handsome white men in their 30's, both sporting eight inch cocks (which, I should note, were somewhat enhanced by T and Viagra. There was a younger white boy with a cock as big as the older white guys. He had exceptional stamina and was very dominant, and loved using bottoms for hours. He and the black man had double-fucked our bottom boy, and destroyed his hole for the night. I should add that I'm a f40 year old white guy, although I honestly think I look somewhat younger, and have almost nine inches of big white meat, to which my bottoms always seem to become addicted. As we showed him our naked bodies, including our semi-hard cocks, I could see the boy's little dick getting hard, but he told me that he had never done groups and uncomfortable at the thought. After lots of sweet talking, finally the boy agreed to meet me. I was annoyed that he made me work so hard, but the prospects of making him pay made it worthwhile. I told my buddies how I was going to set him up by being sweet to him, all the while feeding him drugs. Then, when his inhibitions were gone, we would undertake our usual play session. Everyone agreed. Soon enough my phone rang. I put my shorts and a white tank top on, and answered the door. It was the cock tease. He Asian, dressed in a casual chic manner, and I would estimate was six feet in height, and about 150 pounds, slim, but nicely toned. I led him to the living room and introduced everyone before I took him to the dining room table where I had party supplies spread out on the table. I could tell he had never done most of the stuff that was on the table, but when I asked him if he was into partying, he said 'sometimes' in a bit cocky, twinky way. I held out the pipe to him and lit it, telling him to suck it deep until I told him to stop. He followed my directions and really took a huge hit. The boy must have a good lung capacity. As he placed his mouth on the pipe I gradually lowered the pipe so by the end of the hit, he was leaning forward on his chair resting his elbows on his thighs. I told him to take two more big hits and I could see in his eyes that he was high. But I really wanted to train him right tonight so I told him to take his clothes off before I told him to take more hits. He tried to leave his underwear on which I easily pulled down in one pull which made him lose balance and fall on the ground. I told him get on his knees sit up as I fed him the pipe. I told him to open his mouth wide and stick his tongue out as he exhale the fume and placed my cock head right inside of his open mouth/tongue. Next I told him to take a bit hit and hold it in while he go down on my cock. I wasn't hard yet so my soft cock fit right in his big opened mouth. As I looked down at his face through the white smoke he was letting out while his face puffed up to hold all my soft cock in his mouth and his eyes full of hunger, I knew I had him where I want him to be. I told him not to let my cock out of his mouth til I tell him which he nooded. I slapped his face few times softly. My buddies started to shout sweet words of encouragements like "you are fucking beautiful and sexy" etc. Sometimes they ran their big hands on my boy's body which made him shake and shudder each time. This boy was so high and his whole body was becoming sex hungry. I fed him few more hits as I fed him my now hardening cock. Finally after 8th hit, I kept on pushing in til I had it balls deep and held the boy's head to stop him from moving. I told him to breathe through his nose and felt the boy's throat muscle spasming all around my cock as he tried to relax and accept my cock since I wasn't letting him go. As his throat and mouth relaxed and opened up, his mouth got really watery and the drool kept on leaking out of his mouth around my cock dripping onto my balls and his body. Everytime I held his head down for a while and let go, he took a deep breath and dove back onto my cock. My buddies started to talk dirtier and asked him if he liked my cock and the boy answered without taking his mouth off of my cock as I told him so the sound came out all inaudible. We all had a good laugh and I slapped his face and told him he was a good boy then I spat on his face. My buddies were occasionally laying good slapping or rough handling my boy's body as well which seem to heighten boy's sexual hunger. Finally I suggested a game of "choke the boy" where each of buried our cocks in the boy's throat balls deep and held him there and whoever hold the boy's head the longest wins. My boy crawled on all fours from one cock to the other being choked and finally when he was being choked on my black friend's cock, I saw him almost passing out turning all white. I had to pull my boy off of his grip and the black man apologized but told me it's hard to hold back since my boy seem to beg for control and abuse. We all agreed and I told them that's why I picked him for our play that night. We all laughed and resumed our "choke the boy" a little more until everyone's cock was dripping wet and hard.

I’m proud of my body, I love showing it off and yeah I am an older guy, but my powerful muscle bear build is something I am very proud of. The kid was one of those perfect ones, you know the sort angelic face and a body built from long hours in the gym, but also so that naïve that he did not know how perfectly hot he was, we first saw him when we were on the beach, I was dozing idly scratching my chest when my buddy Duke, a big black brute of a muscle daddy, poked me “hey bro look at the chicky coming outa the water” , chicky was Adams term for any young lad who got his poz dick a twitching), I opened my eyes to see a very cute smooth muscle boy in a bikini brief come striding out of the surf totally oblivious to the leering stares of a lot of the guys on the beach, my dick twitched in my shorts and I grinned “fuck yeah he is hot!”. Both Duke and I watched as the kid sprayed himself with some suntan lotion and lay face down on his lounger, his bubble butt sticky up encased like two hard boiled eyes in a hanky. I grinned Duke went into action, all those years of working on the London stage had given him skills for sure though no stardom, I watched as Duke circled round as discreetly as he could, going on the sea before nonchalantly walking up the beach and somehow ‘managing’ to look very convincing when he stumbled and knocked the boys stuff flying and then making profuse apologies to the kid giving him the perfect opportunity to chat. Now Dukes look and bulk is enough to scare the shit out of most people but he oozes charm and has the gift of the gab that mixed with his deep smooth voice disarms most people within seconds and sure enough the two were soon chatting away like old friends. I pretended to be asleep when Duke brought the kid over to our loungers, “hey Ted wake up, this is Bobby”, I opened my eyes and put on my best smile reaching up putting out my hand “hey bobby”, the kid smiled back “hi Ted”, as Bobby sat down on Dukes lounger Duke exclaimed “I’m such a clumsy idiot, I trod on Bobby’s bag and got suntan oil over his clothes!”, bobby gave a cute little laugh “hey its no problem”, Duke pouted “but it is, I feel terrible”, that made me laugh along with bobby at the look on Dukes face. We drank some wine from our cooler and chatted easily and a tipsy Bobby soon became very forthcoming with information, he was on his gap year from university and he’d arranged to meet some friends here in Spain for a week of partying but had got the dates wrong and had arrived two days before his buddies and was having to stay in a hostel, when he said that he’d giggled “I don’t know, I’m so dumb sometimes”, both Duke and I laughed at that but the sly wink Duke gave me said it all. I looked at my watch saying “we’d better go soon”, Bobby looked a bit sad but brightened up when I added “hey Bobby, why don’t you come to our apartment with us, we can watch your gear and have a few more drinks?”, he smiled a sweet smile “okay that would be ace” and laughed completely unaware of the connotations when Duke added slyly emphasizing the ‘T’ “Yeah, we can have a nice party!” Back at the apartment and a few drinks later Bobby sat on the sofa looking nervously at the glass pipe Duke held out in front of him after he’d watched Duke and I blow clouds, he bit his lip “I dunno if I should”, Dukes voice was smooth like honey “hey bobby you’ve smoked weed right and liked it right?” and after Bobby nodded continued “well this is better”, Bobby’s hand was shaking as he took the pipe laughing nervously “it ain’t going to make me do anything stupid right?”, I could only chuckle “no son, if anything it will make you the opposite of that” Bobby blew out a big cloud and we could see that the effect was quick on him, his pretty blue eyes dilated and he flushed as he leaned back whispering “oh wow”, as Duke lit the pipe again grinning as bobby took the pipe in his mouth inhaling deeply, I put my hand on bobby’s thigh running it up to his swimsuit and gave his bulge and nice squeeze “feels great eh boy?”, bobby grinned and laughed “fuck yeah feels great, make me feel tingly and horny!” I rubbed his tenting bikini “yeah I can feel that son” and then pulled the front of his bikini down engulfing his decent sized boy cock in my mouth making him whimper “oh fuck” Duke laughed “oh you will be Bobby boy, don’t you worry”

My buddy and I (let's call him Scott) have had some pretty wild adventures over our 8 years of friendship. I have a partner of 10 years and Scott is single. The three of us do quite a bit together - dinner, movies, concerts, etc. Sometimes when Scott and I are alone we like to take it to a bit of a dark side. We were at a pool party once and a little tipsy and both had to piss. We end up in the same bathroom and pissing over the same toilet. He was enamored with my pecker and I was with his, too. We drained each other and returned to the pool party a few minutes tardy and two loads lighter. One night after he swallowed a load of cum out of my 8 inch dick we got to talking about drugs and party drugs. We'd done ecstasy, cocaine and GHB together on various dance floors across the world - always a nice euphoric escape from reality. Scott asked if I'd ever tried Tina. I hadn't. I'd heard the horror stories and always just steered clear of it. Scott told me that he'd been doing it off and on for the past couple of months and having some intense and mind-blowing sex. Hot! Scott's a muscle power bottom. 5'9" 180 blond, well built fucker with an AMAZING bubble butt. His other hole is equally amazing. I don't know how he does it but he sucks the hell out of a cock. Out of curiosity I asked if he had anyTina but he didn't. I was intrigued and aroused and he could tell. If I were ever to try it it would have to be with Scott. I had a bulge in my pants and his cock started to plump up, too. We decided to head out to a sex club spot with some open play spaces and glory holes -- he loves to suck cock and it turns me on to watch it.....and he lets out these little whimpers when he gets a spurt of pre-cum on his tongue. And moans louder when it's feeding time. And on the flip side, to hear the top grunt through the wall as he's emptying his nuts down Scott's throat. Really fucking hot. So we arrive and it's not very busy but there are a few hot guys. We make a few laps and end up in a dark corner, enter a stall and wait patiently. One of the hot studs had eyed us immediately and headed in our direction but he took a different path so we weren't sure who might open up that door. Heard the door creak and like Pavlov's dog, Scott dropped to his knees in front of the glory hole. It wasn't our stud, but it was a decent looking guy. Part of the fun is to wait for the cock pull out to see what you're working with. This cock was a beauty. Milky white with thick veins, uncut. Scott went to work and I dropped my pants, too. Too fucking turned on not to jack my cock. Our neighbor offered some poppers and we all sniffed hard and took off to outer space. It didn't take long for our neighbor to bust his nut. Scott's moans alerted me that the cum reward was on its way. He loved loads. And he loved standing up and kissing me with a freshly deposited load in his mouth. It's really fucking hot to smell it on his lips, his breath and TASTE another man's DNA while we kiss. We love to share hot stranger's cum with each other. Our neighbor zipped up and left and we decided to take another lap. It had gotten a bit more crowded and Scott recognized someone and hurriedly whisked around the corner. I assumed it was an old trick. It was - but it was one of the guys he's been smoking tina with and marathon fucking. I couldn't tell if he wanted to leave, if he was embarrassed, if he didn't want them to see me or me to see them. Finally, I bursted out do you think he has any tina? At that exact moment, Tate came around the corner and immediately noticed Scott. They hugged/kissed and chuckled a bit about seeing each other there. Scott then introduced me to Tate. Tate is a beast specimen of a man. Gorgeous milk chocolate skin and a smooth demeanor. Without skipping a beat he whispers to Scott asking if he wanted to party. Scott said DEFINITELY, but can my friend join, too? He motioned us back down a series of halls and ultimately led to a large door. I wasn't sure if it was part of the establishment or a security door for emergency. It was a small warehouse like room for storage more than likely. Once the door shut behind us it was pitch black. And eerily quiet.... I could hear our new friend fumbling in his pockets and the next thing I hear is the flicker of a lighter. He's got a glass pipe in his hand a lighter underneath and after a few seconds he lifts the pipe to his mouth to inhale the thick white smoke circling in the little glass bowl. Scott's already on his knees with black cock in his mouth and goddamn is it a big black cock. Tate offered me the pipe but I told him I didn't really know what to do. He kept the lighter under for me and coached me through it. I took my first hit and almost immediately felt a little tingly and warm. He made me hit it again as Scott was deep throating his monster cock. I have to admit that I loved the way the smoke was making me feel. It was Scott's turn to hit the pipe and I was enthralled with it. Hearing the flicker of the lighter.....the thick white clouds swirling the bowl and ultimately being inhaled for some inhibition altering bareback fucking. Scott was taking another hit so I dropped to my knees to get a taste of my new buddy. His dick was huge and dripping pre-cum. I cupped his balls with my hands and savored sucking his piece. Scott was loving the pipe and hitting it again and our buddy did that always hot, tell-tale sign from a top. He started maneuvering his hand back to Scott's muscle ass. He wanted that hot ass and Scott definitely wanted that black meat. Before long, Scott's pants were down at his ankles and he was bent over ready to take it. Another pipe hit and a few gobs of spit was all it took and they were barebacking with a frenzy. I couldn't see everything but I could definitely hear the fucking. The moans....the skin smacking against skin. The filthy talk between the two of them about where to shoot the load. It was very hot. Scott started squeezing his muscle hole around that big dick and it didn't take more than 30 seconds or so for him to unload. The cock reluctantly flopped out of Scott's hole and he immediately swung around to clean the cock and get every last dribble of cum. It was all incredibly hot. But I realized that after smoking some, my hole was hungry and absolutely on fire..... (Part 2 if interest)

Greetings, I live in East Flatbush. I can't host but I can travel anywhere in the city with an MTA line. I've done both pure safe and pure bareback raw fucks but now I want to live out something I find super hot. I have a stealthing fantasy as a top and I would like to find a willing bottom to preform this on. You must be negative, undetectable or on PrEP. This can work one of two ways: 1) I can cum in, you ask if I have a condom, I put the condom on, fuck you for a bit, then without warning break/remove the condom and continue to fuck you until I nut in you. OR 2) I cum in, I put the condom on, I fuck you for a bit and then at one point when I'm on break (or even hotter while I'm fucking) you remove the condom and I stick it back in and fuck you until I nut. I hate to sound mean but please be under 40 unless you have a super hot hole. Any race is fine. Jockstraps/thongs are a huge turn on. Love slings too. Thanks and I hope I have someone willing for this hot experiment! =D

Put an ad up on Craigslist, but after the usual round of emails from fruitcakes and posers I went to bed. The next morning I saw that I had an email from guy who said he was 24 from the next town over. I'm more into guys my age, but I was horny and he was close, so I answered his email. A few minutes later he responded, saying he hi and could host if I could "cum now". I quickly showered and douched, and headed to his place with lube in hand. (Bi guys never seem to have supplies.) As I got to his place it was apparent by the nice upper middle class neighborhood tha he lived with his parents. I rang the bell and when the door opened there was an extremely tall, rail thin hotty on the other side in just a pair of gym shorts. He quickly ushered me into the house and shut the door, and without a word led me upstairs to his bedroom. We then introduced ourselves and when he seemed unsure what to do next I took the initiative by wrapping up into my arms and giving him a big kiss. After making out for a few moments I undressed him, pushed him down onto the bed and started blowing a cock that was already impressive soft. It did not take long for his cock to get hard and for him to start moaning. His dick was long, had a nice thickness and a beautiful cut and large mushroom head. He was really beginning to groan, so not wanting him to cum to soon I stopped, stood up and took off my own clothes. By then I was rock hard and he seemed transfixed on it, so I stepped up to him with it hanging a couple of inches from his face. He hesitated for a moment, but finally wrapped a hand around my shaft and jacked it a couple of times before wrapping his lips around it. It was quickly clear he was inexperienced and he actually gagged a couple of times taking it deep too quickly. With some gentle instructions he started to get the hang of it and seemed to be enjoying himself. After a bit I pulled back from him and climbed into bed where we started to make out again. Taking a little break he told me that he had a girlfriend and his only experience with a guy was a "bro-job" at a college kegger a couple of years ago. I told him not to worry, that we would take it slow. We then 69'd for awhile, all the time he was exploring my ass and hole with his fingertips. I finally needed his cock in me, so I detached myself from him so I could grap the lube I brought with me. First I lubed his big, beautiful dick, and then my ass before straddling him. "Don't you want me to put on a condom?" He asked. "I forgot to bring them. You have one?" He shook his head no. I smiled and said, "I'm pretty horny, so I'll trust you." He just nodded as I slowly lowered myself onto his hard dick. I got to admit it took me a bit yo accommodate my hole to his cock. After gettig down to the hilt we rocked around for a bit as I loosened up, and then we started to really fuck. It did not take long for him to shoot his first big load, but the guy had those amazing recuperative powers of youth. After making out and some fondling he was soon good to go for another round. This time I was on my back with my ankles on his shoulders as he fucked my long and deep until he filled my ass with a second big load. This time he did not even need a break or additional stimulation. Instead he kept hard as he turned me over onto my hands and knees, mounted me and started fucking me again. This time he grabbed my hips and pounded my ass without mercy and driving my face into the pillow. Since he already came twice it took him a long time to get there a third time. It was so hot, hard and intense we were both groaning and growling at the ferocity of his punishment on my hole. Finally he started panting how he was going to cum, so I started to work my own cock. With a loud scream he started to really pound me as he let go of his third load up my ass. At the same time I wad healing myself as I painted his sheets with my own load. We both collapsed with me flat on my stomach on my hot, sticky cum. I am not sure how long we laid there in sweaty, sticky pile, but eventually his cock shrinking until it finally popped out of my ass. We then moved to our sides where we dozed for a whlle with him spooning me. Eventually we got up and took a quick shower together. (For his youth he was a remarkable host.) I then got dressed and he slipped back on his gym shorts and grabbed a tank top. Downstairs we stopped in the kitchen where he grabbed us both a bottle of water from the fridge. We chatted a bit as he started to wolf down a bunch of Oreos in post-coital hunger. I politely refused when offered, but was kind of smitten by this hot young man. All the while I could feel his cum starting to leak from my hole which started to turn me on again. I figured I better get going before I got myself in my trouble, but when we started to hug and kiss one another good bye it was apparent he was also getting aroused again. Soon we were groping and kissing one another in the kitchen as he was fumbling with the fly of my jeans. Losing all patience I unbuttoned them myself and dropped them before turning around to bend over the counter. He was right behind me pushing his cock up my cum filled hole and just started pounding me. It was brutal and brief, and one of the hottest fucks I have ever experienced. As he pulled out I felt his load dribbling out with his cock. I quickly pulled up and buttoned my jeans, gave him a quick kiss and left. Driving home I felt his cum leaking out of my down my cheeks. I was so turned on by it once I parked I had to jack off in my driveway before I went into my house. I hope we get to meet up again - soon.

So I took a sauna visit this afternoon, fairly small place in a local town. Ran into a guy I met there three years ago - I remembered him, but he didn't remember me. Hey I'm just a fuckhole for these top guys! I remembered him because back then he fucked me so hard and for so long I kinda tripped out. Definitely memorable. This time, he was more direct. Got straight to rimming me, filling my hole with spit so it was nice and slippy then to my delight just shoved his cock inside me. Now this sauna has condoms and lube in every private room, but neither of us even considered dipping into that! So I was particularly happy he chose to fuck me raw He fucks me good and hard for about ten minutes then abruptly pulls out. I turn around, thinking he's gonna ask me to change positions and I see he's cumming. What the fuck, man! I realised I hadn't said he could cum in me - I thought it was obvious - so he pulled out. I grabbed his still wet cock and got it back inside me and told him he definitely shoulda given me that cumshot.. Don't worry, he says, I'll be ready again in about half an hour. Sure enough he was and I got my cumshot! A bit later on, I get fucked by three other guys, sadly all safe - I protested each time but they insisted god dammit - but all I could think about was the fact they were fucking that cumshot (technically two cumshots - see below) deeper into my ass with every condom-wearing thrust! That was four, five hours ago and the cum hasn't cum back out yet. Think it's been fucked into me good and hard... I have heard it can get absorbed if in for long enough. If so, this is a first for me. It feels good, the deepest I've ever taken a man's seed ... Now here's the real skanky confession. After the first fuck with my bareback guy, when he shot his load onto the floor instead of deep in my ass.... well, I waited for him to leave the private room, and found the pool of cum, and scooped it up with my fingers and straight into my ass! Really made sure it was up there good. Got down on all fours and cleaned the rest off the floor with my tongue which got me so hard I almost autoshot my own cumload... What a skanky fucking cumslut I am!

I have always taken it as "you got what you wanted, enjoy my spunk" / "thanks, next up"

Previously… “Yes!” I belted him anyways, and as he thrashed under me I got two more slaps in before I came. Falling onto his sweaty back I panted and thrust as I spunked into him. I kept thrusting and concentrating and after a while I think I pissed a bit into him as well. Once my post climax daze cleared, I gingerly pulled myself off the kid and scooting up the bed I got him to clean my cummy cock. Looking down at the kid lick the cum and lube and ass-juice off my cock, I whispered down to him sarcastically “yeah right, I fuckin bet they’d love to trade places with you right now, Timmy no-friends” and spat in his tear-stained face. Right so… Getting off the bed and leaving the room, I reflected that I may have been a bit harsh on poor wee Tim, but I’d met a few versions of that kid by this stage and I was tired of their self-loathing bullshit. A few weeks later I saw Tim was online and we chatted. I was about to apologise for being too harsh with him, when he started saying how much he loved me roleplaying his bullies and how he nearly came when I belted him a few times. This weirdly didn’t make me feel better… I’ve lots of friends now in the BDSM scene here in Germany, but I couldn’t shake the notion that the kid was using it as a way not to deal with some self-esteem issues. I dunno. I don’t want to judge. Maybe he was pretty sorted-out. Maybe I just was scared about how easily I slipped into the bully-role… I walked along the hall, away from the industrial rock in the bedroom to airy pop coming from the living room. I guessed Pedro was still in charge of the music. Kylie’s “Red-blooded woman” was belting out as I opened came in through the kitchen. “You’ll never get to heaven if you’re scared of getting high” – hah, another appropriate line! I looked up at the clock in the kitchen – a quarter past seven. Less than two hours left. I turned into the living room to see a view of pure hedonism. Two of the rest of the group were playing Mario cart while getting fucked by another two. Well, seemingly Andrew had challenged Kieran to a game, and JP had asked that they make it interesting by seeing who could last longest while being fucked. Michael was currently fucking Kieran and JP was fucking Andrew. They’d turned the main body of the couch around 180 degrees so the bottoms could kneel on the seats and rest their chests on the support, leaving their arms and asses free for play. I walked over to JP and Andrew. They were both on a chilled vibe and more focussed on getting Luigi over the finish line than the slowly pistoning cock in Andrew’s hole. “What is it with you boys and video games?” I commented, “…oh and by the way guys we all hat-tricked the bitch boy”. Andrew paused JP and said “what do you mean?” “I used your cum to fuck Tim till I came in him – I almost never cum on E! So all three of us have given Tim our DNA – Cum-dump buddy high five!” I raised my hand for a high-five and JP returned it smiling and added “wow that dude is a proper cum-dump – wait, what’s his name again?” Kieran piped up from the other side, panting as Michael energetically pounded his hole “I kept …trying to …cum in him, …but the E …has killed …my ability to. I’m dead …jealous …of you guys”. I looked over to see that Michael, obviously having recently snorted some coke or another upper, was punishing Kieran’s hole. He looked like he could use a break. “Hey Michael, mind if I cut in?” Michael turned to me, not wanting to stop fucking but still sober enough to be polite. His chest and stomach were a wall of whorled fuzz reaching down to his chemically rock-hard dick. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, “um, well I’m kinda enjoying this for now…” I interrupted, “Michael, I’m not saying stop fucking, just let me get in between the two of you – Kieran looks like he could use a buffer between you and him”. With this Kieran looked back up at him with a pained half-smile. I pointed to the screen and continued, “I mean, look at how many times, um, Princess Peach has died (Peach - really Kieran? What is it with fuckin bisexuals?). I’ll just slip between you and take what you’re giving and give it to him in a gentler way”. Michael considered this, then reached over to the coffee table. “I’ll do it, if you do something for me” He brandished the Popstarz candy pacifier. It was coated in white powder. I guessed it wasn’t Sherbet. “Stick this in your gob Stu, you talk way too much!” What the fuck? I was outraged. But I also still wanted to get a go on Michael before we had to leave, so I threw my pride out the window and took the baby soother off of him. Popping it in my mouth I suppressed a gag at the artificial cherry taste and wondered what the powder was – oh fuck my mouth was going numb – I guess it was coke then. And sniffing the plastic holder, I got a distinct smell of ass. I pulled it out for a second and went to ask if it’d been in someone’s ass. It came out as “Hab dib bin in sobbumz ahz?” JP and Andrew lost their shit. Well not literally – Pedro’s couch was stained enough as it was – but the pair of them burst out laughing at me – like a right pair of fuckin hyenas. Andrew said something about where was Pedro’s camera phone when you needed it. Turning back to the others I saw Kieran grin at me as Michael pulled out. Moving down to his hot shaved hole I probed it with my increasingly-sluggish tongue – I guess rimming wasn’t an option, and as I pulled back I noticed a sticky patch on his muscular buttcheek – it tasted of cherry – “et tu Brutus?” Well… I thought that. What I actually said to Kieran was “ed du bubuh”. Kieran snickered at my accusation (or would have, if he wasn’t licking Michael’s seven inch dick clean) and so I did what came naturally to him. I shoved my dick into him all in one thrust. Payback’s a bitch Kieran! Needless to say Princess Peach didn’t win that lap either. I could feel Michael line up behind – his body hair brushing off of every inch of me. I turned back to him and took out the pacifier. “Kib me” I asked, and he smirked then bent down to cup my face in his hands and deeply kiss me. Michael’s big hairy body dwarfed mine. I felt tiny as with one hand he was holding my face in place for a crushingly deep snog and with the other was one-handedly squeezing lube from a Durex Play bottle (no mean feat!) and slicking up my hole. I shoved myself deep into Kieran, his muscular ass massaged my swollen cock. Meanwhile I spread my cheeks wide for Michael. “Fug meh” I called back and waited… …and waited some more …and turning around I saw Michael waiting and pointing to my right hand – the pacifier. …Oh fine! I popped it back in my mouth and went back to waiting. This time Michael was quick and locked his cock in with my hole relatively hassle-free. Giving a few experimental shoves, I took a few seconds to get used to his size – easily 6/7 inches in girth. Then when he saw we were both ready, he slowly started to push deeper and faster. I waited till he got a decent rhythm going and then synced up with him to start moving in and out of Kieran’s tight muscle hole. It took concentration, and every time Michael sped up a little I’d to quickly have to catch up and hope Kieran would adapt. There are a few schools of thought on the Lucky Pierre – some think that the LP should stay still and enjoy the attention from the bottom and top. Others feel that the LP should act as a conduit between the Top and bottom, and relay messages. Still others think the LP should be the only moving part in the sandwich as the others stay still. I’ve tried all three and like most sex positions it completely depends on the guys you’re fucking, and most importantly on their sense of rhythm. With swarthy Spanish Pedro – I’d be able to try a lot of different LP movements, but with tall Scottish Michael, he was a bit stiff, so I quickly settled for the third option – me doing all the work. Motioning Michael to slow down to a halt I built up my own rhythm and soon I had Kieran’s hole swallowing my shaft while impaling myself back onto Michael’s thick monster. He was chemically hard, so there was that slight difference in feeling as I shoved myself back on him – a little less give, less sponginess – more like a dildo than a dick. Not a major complaint, and believe me – I’m a huge supporter of Viagra and Cialis and the like, too many DFOs have been pretty much aborted early by a lack of hard dick – and I was happy to see this party to full term. Ok that’s a weird metaphor… I settled into a decent fuck rhythm - more of a canter than a gallop, and I know for a fact that Kieran appreciated it – Bisexuals can often be a little inexperienced with one sex, if they’re not 50/50 and Kieran was no exception. He didn’t know how to take charge as a bottom and slow Michael down. It wasn’t Michael’s fault, he was at the other side of his high – and eager to tap all the ass around him, especially since he knew we four would be leaving in a short while. Later, I’d be doing the same thing when I arrived halfway through a sex party (the same one in Amsterdam with the couple and the cocaine) to find a hot beardy Spanish stud who looked the spit of Peto Coast, who was in the process of dressing and was about to leave. He had his leather jacket and t-shirt on, and was pulling up some pants over his jockstrap. I copped the situation and excusing myself from the hosts for a short while, I guided the Spaniard into the front room and told him I needed to taste his ass before he left. The guy was pretty fucked-out at that point, but humoured me. He bent over a chair and let me eat out his hairy top ass for five minutes. I never even got his name. It’s all about being aware of more than yourself – which is hard considering the effects of most of the drugs you take. Let’s just say it wouldn’t be the last time someone told me I was talking too much. Or the last time someone told Andrew he was hogging all the hard dicks. Or the last time people complained that Don was too rough, or that Pedro’s music taste was …inappropriate for group-play, or that Richard was always on the computer. We all have our “ids” that come out in force and our superego shuts up for a while. It’s one of the fun things with drugs, but also one of the messier things. Michael reached around a massive hand and pulled back my chest to lean in and kiss me on the lips but the pacifier was in the way, so he settled on the nape of my neck. As I leant back I felt in perfect rhythm slotting between the two. After a while Michael, eyes even more dilated, pulled out and went behind JP. I looked over to see the Trekky take Michael for a short while before ducking out and offering Michael Andrew’s ass. JP wasn’t that experienced as a bottom and I knew Michael wouldn’t be patient enough for him. Interestingly Andrew was pretty focussed on the game and didn’t think much of JP pulling out, so when he turned back to see that it was now Michael instead of JP that had been thrusting into him for a while, his shocked expression was priceless. I laughed out loud and pulling out the pacifier, I said “that was a moment for Pedro’s phone”. Ah good, my speech was returning. JP slotted in behind me for a while and at this stage our buzz had dwindled to a sort of blissed out buzz. On the couch, the five of us shortly fell into mutual oral, daisy-chaining, licking and kissing and stroking. After a while Michael, still way more energetic than us, said that it had been fun, but he was going to check out the main bedroom. After a bit more swapping spit and grinding and gentle fingering, I remembered to look at the clock. It was 9.15. I told the lads, and we all got up and headed to the bathrooms. Kieran and I headed into the spare bedroom where Finn was being spit-roasted by Pedro and Tomasz. I explained we were going to head to Pedro and just needed to shower. He paused in fucking Finn – he looked really intense and nodded toward the bathroom. He grunted “you go in first” and grabbed Kieran by the back of his head “rim me chico!”, and guided Kieran to his hole. I left, a little sad to be ordered away so brusquely – and I thought chico was my name! As I walked into the en-suite I saw why Pedro had ordered me in first. On the toilet lid were some bloody syringes and a plastic tube and some drugs – Kieran would’ve freaked! I gingerly moved the needles to inside a cabinet and the drugs and tube I placed on top of them. After a quick shower and trying to douche as much as possible with an unscrewed shower hose, I waited for Kieran and told Pedro what I did with all the stash. He grinned at me and nodded over to the windowsill. “Have you taken your own bits and bobs?” I went over and found my stash of MDMA and pills. I nabbed one of the bottles of poppers we’d chipped in for earlier too, just in case we’d use them back at Andrew’s. Heading to the main bathroom Kieran and I found our clothes and JP and Andrew douching. When we all were ready, I popped into the kitchen and stole the makings of two Michael’s joints – I figured he owed me for the making me wear a pacifier. Then remembering that Pedro’s phone was in a pile of Finn’s clothes, I fished it out and left it where it would be found. Finally ready, we popped our heads into the main and spare bedrooms, soaked up one last time the squalid orgy scenes and said our goodbyes. At the exit of the apartment block we saw someone had egged Tim’s Edinburgh Pride jeep – fucking Glasgow! –though to be fair – they could’ve egged it because it said Edinburgh also! Still, the mood that weekend when I met Kieran and JP, who would become future fuckbuds as well as Andrew, as well as my future dealers Pedro and Don, was special, and wasn’t even dampened by our coming down, the PEP treatment or my embarrassing attempts at flirting with Elyas later that sleepless night (I eventually fucked him but that’s another story). Kieran and JP even helped me move my stuff after the clinic on the Monday – Andrew – the poor fucker, had to work that evening. That night we had an informal housewarming and the boys met Harry and his sister Artie who came over with wine. My other new housemates Sabine and Stefan showed their faces for a bit, though Sabine left early enough and made Stefan leave with her. Kieran showed us a few moves of the highland sword dance and flirted his hole off with both Artie and Harry before getting the last bus back to Carlisle. I even managed to save one of Michael’s joints for Bill and Harry’s expert opinion – they were fuckin baying for his number before the joint was even finished. It was the first of many parties in that house and the beginning of a fantastic if somewhat messy chapter in my life. All in all, a great fucking weekend in Glasgow!

I love a good cuddle. That said, I am not adverse to a good fuck and go either! Guess it all depends on the hookup itself.

I'm with you 100 percent.

I had a FB (before I moved), who loved open hole. He seemed to love opening a hole more than he liked to breed it. Actually, what he really liked was to breed a very opened hole. His favorite way to find me was blindfolded and face down on my bed, naked and ass up. He'd spend lots of time alternating between fucking, fingering, eating and using toys on my hole. He was so slow and purposeful about his technique that I often couldn't tell how far he had gotten me. One time he spent a lot of time eating me and using toys and his hand. Before he left, I heard a "click" and later on he sent me a picture of my hole rose budded. I didn't even realize he had done it he had me so worked and excited and relaxed at the same time. He told me that when he was eating my hole, he was actually sucking on it so he could make it a rosebud. once he got it like that, it was his favorite type of hole to breed, so he bred it then snapped a picture for his trophy case. the whole idea of him doing that was a huge turn on for me, I miss him.

I'm white and get so turned on when a black guy asks me during sex to call him a nigger. He'll often start by saying, "Do you want my nigger dick?" And I'll say "Yes." Then he will tell me to say it over and over, "I want your nigger dick," "fuck me with that big nigger dick." I would never use it outside the bedroom, but if he likes it, and I sure do, then it's OK. I like it so much when tells me what he wants me to say..

Your more than welcome tallslenderguy, we all deserve to be accepted for who and what we are, sometimes it is very difficult but in the end we should all be able to live our lives as we want as long as we do not hurt others intentionally

Usually am a top, went to ABS for a quick blowjob or a quick fuck by a hispanic bottom. I got there and started playing with a chubby "straight' Mexican guy that had just gotten off work. Kissed ok and sucked good...had a nice cock and he wanted it so I let him fuck me a little....well a little turned into him loading my ass with his hot cum. He left and I saw a white guy that was bigger than me...not usually my type but we started playing around, I wanted to get sucked but he wasn't interested so I sucked him..since i had a load in me i turned around and put this THICK 7incher in me..encouraged him to load my hole. Finished him off so now I have 2 loads in me. I then see this guy about my age, thin and playing with his dick. We play a little and it's obvious he wants dick in his ass...so I FUCK him and we talk about me putting my poz load in his ass and how he loves poz dick. He says he has been poz 10 years and loves recharges. I jack him off at the same time I'm fucking him...we unload at the same time....too bad, another load would have been nice. I go home literally leaking cum from my ass and have to hurry and shower so my partner doesn't see it.

While I have not had a lot of group experience, I have really enjoyed the few times I have participated. And of course, I have really enjoyed one on one sex with guys for many years. And, while the general concept is the same (guys having sex), they are really two different activities. One on one sex seems to be able to satisfy both the need for actual sex and some need for intimacy (not always but more than what group stuff I have experienced. Group sex is much more social and may even include some desire to "show off". That being said, I am going to a Cumunion event for the first time this weekend. It will certainly be a new experience.

CHAPTER 19: Sam: Mark and I made our way towards the bedroom, and, as we approached the doorway we could hear the undeniable sounds of man-against-man, skin-on-skin sex. We knew someone was fucking Cody, and entering the room I saw Cody laying in the sling, his hair messed up a little, sweating somewhat. Sergei’s left hand was holding Cody's head stationary as the head of Sergei's big Russian cock was sliding in and out of Cod’s mouth. Jake was standing at the rear of the sling, full balls on, pounding Cody – banging that boy’s hot little ass. I couldn't help but think 'This is so hot … I’m glad they didn’t wait', however, the words “Fuck that’s so hot” are those that somehow actually escaped my lips. Turning to Mark I suggested “It’s going to be a really good night, sexy.” I set the empty syringe down on my dresser beside the re-filled one from Jake. I look down at Mark, he may be blindfolded but his ears work, and his cock is just like mine and it’s hard as granite. I guide Mark to the other side of Cody’s face, put his right hand on the boy’s head, and say softly, “You’re standing right beside his face. Put your cock up near his piggy mouth and instinct will take over; feed him some of your precum babe”, Mark moves closer, and almost like flipping a light switch Cody senses another cock and moves off of Sergei’s cock and starts sucking the cock that made him. I think to myself, “This must be the hottest fucking dark and most twisted conversion party I’ve ever hosted …. and it’s SO fucking hot”, as I watch father and son getting into foreplay. It’s even hotter knowing both of them are blindfolded and neither one knows the other is on the receiving end. At this point my cock is leaking a gallon of precum, I move around to wipe some of it in Cody’s hair, before moving to the dresser and hiding the empty syringe from Mark’s arm. “Ohhhhh … ohhhhhhhhhh … ohhhhh fuck…. So close… oh fuck”, I look over at Jake, I can see that tight ass of his and the sweat on his body. I move closer, I actually want to see Jake’s face when he starts to nut inside a guy he knows is getting knocked up with his virus. Jake’s body is so hot, I look up at him, his eyes are closed, his mouth open and I know he’s about to blow his toxic stew, “FUCK … OH FUCK YEAH … FUUUUUUUUU…….” and like that the first poz load of the night is pumped into Cody’s ass. Watching the two of them earlier I know Jake and Sergei have a special connection because Sergei’s strain converted him, but I’m very attracted to Jake, I want to spend some time with him alone; he will be a great accomplice converting neg bottoms. Sergei and Jake look at each other and kiss as they switch places. Sergei grabs the chains and Cod’s legs and practically rams his huge cock into the boy’s hole. Cody gags some, stifling a muffled groan, as he coughs around his dad’s cock. Sergei is always so horny and aggressive and right now he only seems interested in one thing … getting off. It crosses my mind, “Cody is going to be more than sore tomorrow”. I look over and Jake’s hand is on Cody’s face while he’s holding his wet cock near Cody’s mouth, “Clean me up boy”, and Cody again switches from sucking one cock to sucking another. I can see by the way Jake is looking at Cody, he knows it’s his virus infecting Cody tonight, “He’s already developed a bit of a bond with him”, I think. There seems to be a connection when one man knowingly infects another with HIV and this is more than obvious on Jake’s face right now. I hope Cody knows one day its Jake’s body that made him HIV+. I’m so turned on taking in everything, it’s so hot to me, and my cock is wet again with precum dripping everywhere. On the other end of the sling Sergei is really fucking Cody rough, banging his ass, banging against the sling and really groaning each time he bottoms out; it’s difficult for Cody to even keep a cock in his mouth. The sound hits me, the sound of a sweaty ball sac smacking against a ass and the sound of the chains and the leather from the sling, I think to myself, “I want in that hole and I want in it now”. I move around so I can lie down on the floor, on my back, right between Sergei legs. He looks at me a little for only a second, but he doesn’t stop fucking Cod. I’ve watched Sergei fuck and breed guys many times before, but from here I have the perfect vantage point to watch Sergei’s fuck stick ream Cody’s ass and fill him up. “FUCK! FUCK! Gonna… “, I can tell Sergei is close, “Gonna…. Gonnna…. Ughhhhhhh…. CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMIN……….”, and with just a few more hard grunts and thrusts Sergei busts his nut, “Ohhh… ahhhh.. ahhhhh… ahhhh… “, he pushes all the way and just holds it there. From underneath the both of them I can clearly see his hairy nuts, tight against his body, and his cock and his abdomen spasming as he delivers another big load of poz cum to Cody’s ass. Sergei pulls out and some of his load drips out onto my face, I get up and Sergei moves over to Mark to take his place and get his cock cleaned by the slut. Mark is feeling his way down Cody’s body, I guess he wants to dump the next poz load in Cody’s ass, part of me wonders if he’ll realize it’s his own son’s ass he’s fucking or not? Mark gets closer to me, and I stop him, “It’s time to give our guest his special surprise”, Mark smirks a little at the suggestion, “Don’t move … let me grab …”, I don’t finish the sentence. I grab the syringe, with the second dose of Jake’s blood in it, off the dresser and move over to Cody’s arm. I look at Jake and he moves his hands from Cody’s head to Cody’s bicep and squeezes, “One more time boy … just to make sure you’re good and ready, you ok?”, I can hear a muffled “mmmmmhmmmmmm” from around Sergei’s cock. I look at Jake and mouth the word “tighter” and he squeezes Cody’s bicep a little tighter. “Left arm baby ... make a fist”. Jake’s arm is a nurse’s dream and I pick an obvious vein and slowly work the needle in and pull back slightly; Cody doesn’t flinch. The needle is in, “Keep that fist baby, don’t move your arm”, another muffled “mmmmhmmmmmm”. I grab Mark, “Come over here… give me your hand, … gently”, I put Mark’s hand on the syringe and he grips it, “Ok.. I want you to gently push down on the plunger, got it?”, he nods. Mark uses his fingers to make sure he’s got it while I keep the needle in place and then he pushes down on the plunger and Jake’s blood disappears into Cody’s body. “That’s so hot he’s getting what he needs”, as the needle empties, “I got it”, and I move Mark’s hand and ease the syringe out of Cody’s arm, “Ok baby relax”. I nod at Jake and he releases Cody’s bicep and goes back to petting the boy. I set the needle back on the dresser, step over to Mark whispering, “Now that that’s all done … he’s definitely going to be leaving this house poz – ready to breed?”, Mark nods and I guide Mark over to Cod’s ass. “Yeah… that’s it, right there”, and I help Mark guide his cock into Cody’s hole. “Ahhhhh…. Oh yeah… nice”, and I watch as Cody’s father’s shaft slowly disappears into his own flesh and blood until his nuts are pressed firmly against Cody’s ass. Whereas Sergei gave Cody an almost brutal fuck, Mark is slower and more loving, taking his time, it’s almost like the blindfold isn’t on and he knows who he’s fucking. “Oh yeah…. Oh yeah… fuck”, then he starts to get himself into a good rhythm. I think, “I’m going to tear that boy’s ass up and fuck him full of my poz cum”. Being the odd man out I decide I need some oral attention and find Cody’s willing mouth and he starts sucking me like a champ. The small amount of T I gave him tonight has turned him into a total cock slut and he’s sucking me like a sex starved pig. Cody is thirsty for cum but my loads are only going deep in that sexy ass. I see Mark pick up his pace fucking and I can hear the sloshing sound of skin against cummy ass, “Ahhhhh… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh……… fu……”, I stare at Mark, this goes on for a bit, until he unloads into his son’s ass; Mark keeps it there and then finally pulls out. This is my signal to fuck. I practically jerk my cock from Cod’s sucking mouth and help Mark move out of the way just enough. I put Mark’s hands on Cod’s legs and cock as I line myself up with Cod’s abused hole. I get the head in then thrust and push my cock in almost to the hilt, I slide right in without almost no resistance. Cody is lost in the moment and almost doesn’t flinch. The last time I fucked Cod I needed lube but with all of the precum from my cock and all of the poz cum in Cody’s ass I don’t need any. I feel my cock leaking fairly steady and I feel it flowing out of me right into Cod’s beautiful poz butt. “FUCK YEAH”… I groan out loud as I bottom out inside the boy, “TAKE MY POZ COCK BOY!”, I hold my cock all the way inside him for a minute. Cod is squeezing down on my dick with his ass muscles and it feels amazing, he’s begging me to fuck and breed him, it’s obvious he needs our cocks and our cum – how can I say no? I start fucking Cod, it’s been a while since I last fucked him, I’ve nearly forgotten how lucky Mark is, and how amazing this ass feels wrapped around your bare cock. I think, “I’ve got to fuck him and dad together sometime”. I see Mark slowly making his way to Cod’s face, Sergei moves around the other side. Jake, feeling displaced, looks at Cody’s hard cock and leans down to suck him. Cod is sucking his dad’s cock again, but I can hear a muffled, “AHHHHHH” as Jake starts to service the boy’s mostly neglected, and hopefully poz, cock. It’s at this point that I find my rhythm. My bedroom is alive with the sex of men. The sounds of the chains moving, the smell of the leather and the man sweat are all around me as I lay into Cod’s ass determined to use him and give him yet another poz load. “Ahhhhhh… Ahhhhh… oh fuck, oh fuck… oh fuck … you’re gonna… “, it feels hot, the blood is rushing to my head, and I feel my heart rate increase as I start to nut. It’s amazing, my hands are around Cody’s legs, and I’m buried so deep inside him I feel like he’s going to taste my spunk. This must be one of the most intense orgasms of my life. The room is incredibly warm to me now and I can feel all of the cum from his ass surrounding my cock; if I cum any harder inside Cod I think my balls will turn inside out. Things continue like this for another hour or so, each one of us taking a turn getting sucked before jackhammer fucking Cody’s ass in an attempt to breed him; Jake, being younger than the rest of us, actually gives Cody three loads of his cum. The rest of settle for lots of precum and giving Cod two loads each; saying we used his ass is an understatement. My bedroom smells like pure sex, like the inside of a gym locker, painted in arm pit sweat and poz seed. We play and kiss and tease for a while, but I feel like things are wrapping up so I get two more blindfolds and quickly tie to them on Sergei and Jake’s head, leaving their eyes exposed to keep with the ruse. “Ok guys… I’ll guide you in the other room … don’t take off the blindfold ‘til I say it’s ok”. I grab Mark’s hand and kiss him softly, “Let’s go Daddy”, and we slowly make our way back into the kitchen. “Ok its good, you can take them off now”. “That was so fucking hot. I never knew it could be so hot being one of the tops”, said Jake. I smiled, “Yeah it really is intense”, I look at Mark and Sergei, “Enjoy yourselves?”, “Fuck yeah”, they both respond. “Good”. I’ll take care of our guest once you guys are gone. The guys dress and leave and I make my way back to the bedroom. I hide the dirty needle before leaning down to remove Cod’s blindfold and kiss him on the lips, “Did you enjoy own personal little orgy, sexy boy?”, between kissing me back, “I think my ass is gonna be sore, but I loved it … that was so hot”. “Good … my friends really loved you too, and I think we all fucked huge loads into you”, “Oh … Yeah? That’s so hot”, “Cod, you know … “, kissing him more, “… bareback sex like this can lead to … “, and he cut me off, “being poz … yea … yea I know”. I can see by his face he’s conflicted, “Just hope you really enjoyed it … and will be ok if …”, I trail off, “Fuck yea I did Sam … I’ll be ok”, “Good. Let me help you down, we can cuddle and relax for a bit before you leave”. I help Cody get out of the sling – he nearly falls over – I grab him and we both fall over onto the bed laughing; I kiss him more. “I guess we really did work you over tonight”, “Yeah… yeah… this bed feels good, can we just stay here, like this?”. “Of course we can.. let’s scoot up more on the bed and cuddle for a bit”, we both move and get into a position so we can spoon; my cock between his legs. I think for a moment, “This is so hot.. so good and he’s rubbing the head of my cock between his legs. I’m going to be fucking him again in a minute if he doesn’t stop teasing me”. “Do you think I’ll be HIV+ now Sam?”, such a direct question, “Let’s rest Cod, you can sta…”, and I look over and realize he’s fallen asleep; we wore him out. I gently get up and prep the bed for sleep and turn off all the lights and climb in bed with Cod. Pressing myself against Cod makes me hard again, he’s out, so I decide to see if I can actually sleep with my cock in his ass and go for it. It seems like time stands still as things goes by and Cody and I get really close. Before I realize it, we’re on vacation, it’s bright, it’s sunny, and I love it. It’s so nice and warm outside not so hot really and the wind feels great on my body. Then I remember that I’m on a nude beach, and Cody is right here with me, holding my hand, smiling at me. He’s teasing me, looking down at my cock, then saying things like, “Bet you won’t breed right now”, I laugh, “Fuck you”, “That’s the idea”, he laughs and the teasing continues. I look around, I don’t see anyone, all I see are a few birds, and all I can hear is the sound of the ocean waves. Cody grabs my cock, “FUCK ME SAM! FUCK ME AND BREED ME RIGHT HERE!”, this isn’t teasing anymore, he’s begging to fucked. I pull Cod closer and we kiss when he jerks away and lays down on his stomach in the soft sand and pulls his ass cheeks apart, “Breed me now Sam! Fuck me! I want more of your poz cum”. I look down at Cod’s ass and then up his back to his neck, he’s so fucking sexy. It’s at this moment that I notice the biohazard tattoo / tramp stamp on Cod’s upper back, just below his neck. “Cody’s poz! Cody’s fucking HIV+ and he’s mine!”, it hits me like a flash. I look around one more time, unable to say no, I climb on top of Cod. If Cod wants his man to fuck and breed him right here in broad daylight, right now, on this beach, then his man is going to do it. My cock is already wet with precum from Cod teasing me and I use it to grease his hole, “No lube?”, he looks back at me, “Just use your precum …. Your precum and maybe some spit, I just need this so bad right now”. I move my face closer to his ass and spit on his hole then position myself so I can jack a bit to get harder and push more of my precum out of my cock so that he’s at least a little wet; I start pushing the head of my cock inside him. “Ahhh… easy… ahhh … ahhh… yeah, good, that’s it… ahhhh… keep going”, I keep pushing my cock into him slowly. The sound of the ocean waves and Cody’s groans are deafening as I feel my nuts finally press up against his body, “You’ve got all of your man’s cock baby boy, you got all of your man’s bare cock, is this what you needed?”, emphasizing the point by pulling him back against my cock. “Yeah.. uhhh… yeah… oh fuck … breed me Sam, breed me deep”. I pull out slowly then go in again, I can feel my precum flowing, giving us both just enough lubrication to fuck sans lube. “I’m gonna breed you good boy, gonna give you that poz cum you want so much”, punctuating each word with a movement, “OH fuck yea.. I want it babe… want you”, I pick up the pace fucking Cod on what I can only assume is a public beach; obvious to anyone or anything. I know someone might see us and it might be a problem, but right now fucking Cod’s bare ass, I don’t care anymore. I fuck Cod slowly to get us started, but as my precum becomes more copious I pick up the pace and really start to ride him. “Ahhhhhhhhh……..ahhhhhhhhhhhhh so good”, Cody’s moans are loud, but the sound of the waves is louder. It amuses me that if anyone actually gets close enough to see us they will have to know there are two men here having sex; personally I hope they’re hot, Jake’s age and horny as fuck. A grin crosses my face. “Yeah baby.. yeah baby.. you’ve been wanting Daddy’s cum haven’t you, this is your whole world, this is everything you need”, he responds with a “Yes Daddy” in a boyish sounding voice. I know Cod is 22, but I often imagine him younger, I really hope no one can hear us at this point. I continue fucking Cod like this for a while when I get that tingling sensation starting at the bottom of my nuts, I know I’m about to lose my load, “I’m gonna cum in you babe, gonna give you my seed”, “Yeah.. yeah.. do it Sam, BREED ME!”. I continue fucking him, “Ohhhhh fuck… oh fuck Cod… ohhhhhh…” and I feel the point of no return hit me, that sensation every man knows when his cock is about to squirt. “Ahhhhhhhhhhh.. ahhhhhhhhhhh.. ahhhhhhhhhh”, I wake up and realize I’m balls deep in Cod’s ass and I’m blowing what feels like the biggest load ever deep inside him. I feel the sweat between our bodies, “FUCK ME that’s hot!”, Cod doesn’t even move, he’s sleeping soundly. I think for a second, “Cody probably doesn’t even know I just fucked and bred another load of poz cum into his ass”, but at this point I think he’s like his Dad and doesn’t care anymore. Without removing my cock I lay my head back down and go back to sleep.

Due to the length of time since Chapter 17 I decided to break out Chapter 18 early, so there will be at least another chapter or two depending on how the material works itself out. Thanks for all the great messages guys. CHAPTER 18: Mark / Dad: I was at home getting myself together for Sam’s conversion party when it really hit me: ' I was STILL HIV-negative. How was that possible?' Then I thought about the flu I had experienced, recalling it occurred during flu season, perhaps I had actually had the flu. I decided to visit Sam’s Immunologist that week and get a more definitive test result. I wanted to know, and I wanted to test again without Cod; when Cod tests positive for HIV I wanted the focus on him. I also wanted and needed for him to know I infected him and I want that strong bond with him – we’d have that conversation in private. I was sure I’d be getting a positive test result – and, in fact, when sitting in the Immunologist's waiting room later that week my cock was hard and leaking in my pants. One of the nurses asked me to step into the exam room, “This is it”, I thought as she said “The doctor will be right with you.” Dr. Burns did indeed enter the room a minute or so later, and asked about Sam. I considered responding 'Oh he’s fucking me and a ton of hot guys full of poz cum,' but went with a simple “He’s great.” I might like to bluster a little bit, I didn't want to come off too pervy or twisted. Then Dr. Bburns got down to the test results, and I really must have look like a deer in headlights when he explained to me that my tests were 'non-reactive', which was to say I had tested negative for all STDs including HIV. My mouth nearly hit the floor. Talk about a sobering result. Again, how could this be the case? Looking back, I think my reaction to his explanation of the results must have been similar to watching a balloon slowly deflate. Again I thought 'HOW THE FUCK CAN I BE NEGATIVE?! AM I IMMUNE? Sam has been fucking me full of unmedicated hiv-positive cum for two months or so now!' I keep all of my thoughts to myself, and did my best to smile and nod at the right points in Dr. Burns' remarks. When he offered advice on safer-sex practices I replied simply “No I’m good, but thank you.” After paying my co-pay I left and went home, utterly mystified. Once I got home I immediately got a shower, thinking it would help me center my thoughts, even so, when I stepped out to dry myself, I found myself staring in the mirror, my head nearly spinning in disbelief. Fortunately just then a message on my phone came through that distracted me. It was that hot fucker Chris from the testing center. I really want to get naked with him. Chris: “Hey sexy.” Me: “Hey sexy yourself ... What’s up?” Chris: “Horned as fuck, leaking … Want to get together? Breed my neg hole?” Me: “UGH … can’t tonight.” Chris: “Damn.” Me: “Hooking up with a friend.” Chris: “Lucky him. You and Cod still gonna come get tested?” Me: “Cod still needs to test. I was just tested.” Chris: “Ohhh you did? You okay?” Me: “Yeah fine.” Me: ”Neg.” Chris: “Really? … kinda thought you might test poz.” Me: “Me too.” Chris: “Your friend poz?” Me: “Haha … perv … yeah he is.” Me: “He’s not fucking me tonight though … fucking another guy.” Chris: “Oh fuck.” Chris: “Gang bang.” Me: “Ha.. of sorts. He invites one neg bottom, all the tops are supposed to be poz.” Chris: “Oh fuck! That’s hot, dude … I’d be up for that.” Me: “So hot you want it.” Me: “When we do hookup I will might not be neg, and I only fuck bb.” Chris: “Same.” Chris: “I mean I only get fucked bb, yet still neg last test.” Chris then texted a photograph of his ass spread wide, his hole ready for cock. He's so hot. I really wanted to breed his ass right now. So I texted him a pic of my cock, with the comment "Fuck, that's a hot hole you got there." Chris: “HOT cock. Hope we can hookup soon.” Me: “Me too.” I really wanted to breed Chris’ tight ass, but I decided to stay focused on Sam’s fuck party. I finish cleaning up and headed into the living room, gave Cod a kiss, and headed out the door. I needed to get a drink and think about how I tell Sam I was still HIV-negative; I decided I wouldn't tell him that night, however. I didn't want to put a damper on the evening’s fun. Sam: I know I need to handle this whole thing delicately, but also act quickly, Mark will show up at any moment and I want HIV+ blood from Jake in Cody’s body. Sergei, Jake and I walk into my bedroom. I make a motion for Sergei to move to the other side of the bed and I approach Cody, “I’m back sexy boy”, and I give him a few soft kisses. “Ahhh.. ahh… fuck yeah… your friends here yet?” “Yep, 2 of ‘em so far”, I nod at Sergei and he moves to Cod and grabs and lightly squeezes his bicep. I lean over to Jake, speaking very softly, tease his hole with your cock, but don’t fuck him yet, he nods. “We’re gonna help get you ready Cod.”, “Ohhhh… I’m ready”, I laugh lightly, “I’m gonna give you a little something to really get you horned up and going … ok?”, Cody moans, he’s blindfolded but he can feel Sergei and Jake giving his body attention, “uhh… yeah… whatever”. “Cody you’re about to be flying high … and you’re about to be poz”, the only thought going through my mind right now. I look at Sergei and he squeezes Cody’s bicep a little tighter, “Feeling ok baby?”, “Yeah… good”, “Make a fist for me … this’ll sting just a little … you might cough”, “ok”, Cody doesn’t seem phased. I hold the syringe up and take a quick look at the toxic blood and the dissolved T and then I look down at Cody, I think, “This is it boy. This is the moment you become an HIV+ man”. I slowly insert the used needle into one of Cody’s bulging veins. “You feeling ok?”, “Yeah … yeah … I’m good”, I can see Jake rubbing his poz precum all over Cody’s hole, “Oh yeah.. I’m good... I’m so horny, “Good. Gonna give you just what you need sexy”, “oh yea?”, “Yeah”, I pull back slightly on the plunger to make sure I’ve got a good vein and then gently push down sending all of the T and all of Jake’s HIV+ blood into Cody’s arm, “ahhhhh… ahhhh”, “That’s it sexy, almost done, you feel ok?”, “Yeah.. Yeah… ahhhh”. I can tell Cod is loving Jake’s cock teasing his hole, I ease the needle out of Cody’s arm and set it aside. I look up at Sergei, give him a nod, and he eases off of Cody’s bicep. Cody coughs a few times, “fuck” (more coughs), “You ok?”, “Yeah… yeah… fuck … I’m good … I’m good … oh fuck”, I know it’s hitting him in a rush and he’ll need a few minutes when I hear the back door open and shut, “Mark is here”, I think. I walk over to Sergei, whispering, “Get him restrained in the sling ... then get a little more of his blood in that syringe, please”, he nods. I kiss Cod, “Cod babe, another of my friends is here for fun”, I pull on his arm, “We’re gonna get you in the sling, sound good?” “Yeah sure”, I smile at Sergei and Jake; I know they will get Cody ready to fuck while I go get Mark. I slip by the living room again, grab the second unused syringe and the other blindfold and head to the kitchen; Mark is there naked and waiting. I smile, “Hey sexy”, we kiss, “Hey man … we doing this?”, “Hell yeah we’re doing this, but first two things”, Mark looks at me questioning. “First, I need a small amount of your blood”, “Wha… “, he gives me an odd look, “This boy said he’s ready to be convert, he wants to make sure it happens, so he’ll be getting a little sample from all of us”, “Oh fuck, that’s wild, … we’re still breeding him, right?”, “Fuck yea we’re still breeding him … he just asked how sure I was that he’d convert – told him its definitely gonna happen tonight”. I grab Mark’s arm and tie the blindfold around his bicep, “Ok.. relax and make a fist for me, this only takes a sec”, “k”, I line up the syringe and then slowly insert it into his strong arm veins, pulling back just a small amount of blood, “zit hurt?”, “Not at all”, I ease the syringe out of his arm and hold it up, “That all it takes?”, I look at him seriously, “Yeah blood is the quickest and most guaranteed way to convert him. He’ll definitely be HIV+ tonight.” “Ok now … Second thing … because of this”, glaring at the needle, “He wants it to keep it mostly anon, so no one gets weird later, you gotta wear this blindfold. Jake and Sergei are already here with our boy and I’ve already blindfolded them. The boy has seen only me once when he got here.”, “Haha… uhmmmm yea, … wild, sure, that’s kinda hot actually”, “Thought you’d think so”. I set the needle down and carefully touch Mark’s body, kissing him, as I put the blindfold on him. “This too tight?”, “No”, I turn on the kitchen light, “Can you see anything?”, “Nothing. Hope you’re gonna be leading us all around”. “Yeah It’s cool, I’ll guide you guys … just remember, like last time, you gotta be kinda quiet, and no names. Use your hands to touch and feel around for where you’re going and stay focused on fucking him until it’s time for us to give him that something special, got it?”, “Haha … Yep”. I grab the syringe and quickly push the plunger so the blood empties out in the sink and turn off the light. With the empty needle in one hand and Mark’s hand in the other, “Now… let’s go breed that hole”.

Oh...there's lots more to cum. I just took a break from story writing. Expect some more in the next few weeks.

Kenny and I had been friends for years, since college. I had matured but he still loved to get high or drunk at parties while I liked to have a drink or beer or two and then drink soda and sample the hors-devours at parties. The problem as the years wore on was he'd end up so loaded he'd pass out. In the decade since finishing college and trade school we had gained weight, going from 190-200 to about 250 for me and 270 for him. We were both Tops and respected each other not to try to put our dicks in each other. We took our pleasure together by spit-roasting bottoms and versatiles and taking turns fucking and getting sucked off by them. We also enjoyed getting rimmed, using the mouths, faces and hair of bottoms and versatiles for a bukakke target and urinal and getting our often sweaty feet orally serviced. Some of the parties he liked to attend were boring to me. The loud music, some of which was merely annoying noise, the smoke of cigarettes and various illegal stuff, the uncontrolled pissing, vomiting and passing out of some guests as the party progressed, the loaded/high guys (and women at the bisexual parties) trying to hit on me, other goings-on and having to step over or around used condoms, spikes and other waste on the floor irritated instead of entertained me. The only real reason I went was to keep him from driving there and then driving home intoxicated, especially after two drunk driving convictions and the early morning he clipped a parked garbage truck. Having to take a day off from work to bail his ass out and then drive him to court for his arraignment and trial took its toll on me. I had considered parting ways but when he was sober he was a great sex buddy sharing bottoms and versatiles for our mutual fun. The worst part of those parties was trying to get Kenny to his feet and into the car for the trip home, then getting him on his feet for the walk up to our second floor apartment. The joke was that Kenny was still neg but I had been pozzed by a poz cocksucker who had raked me with his teeth while I myself had been drunk. The virus from poz sperms of the previous guy he'd sucked off and in his own saliva had entered me through the cuts and abrasions he'd put to my dick. One typical night at a nude sex party Kenny was having his fun. We had each let a good cocksucker blow our three-and-a-half decades old cocks shortly after arriving. My sexual needs were satiated and I pondered if the cocksucker was poz or not and if his mouth had any sores, etc. that would allow the passage of my virus into his bloodstream. A couple of hours passed and I had found a fellow designated driver so we had a nice conversation about various subjects including the topic of HIV and AIDS. A couple more hours passed quickly due to our enjoyable conversation. I had to take a piss so I went to the bathroom. The main one was occupied by someone taking a shit and someone pissing in the sink. The master bath was occupied by someone vomiting in the john and two couples having sex. By then I needed to piss bad. The tub and the shower stall were occupied by fuckers but the two sinks were free. I pissed in one, ran the tap a few seconds to rinse it out and then went looking for Kenny. After looking all over the place I asked if anyone had seen Kenny. The host, an older man who was poz, told me he might be in one of the bedrooms. I had checked the master bedroom when I went to the master bath so I checked the other four bedrooms. I found Kenny, still nude, laying face down on a mattress on the floor. I checked him. He was dead to the world, his steady breathing the only sign of life. I pushed on him but he didnt wake. Once again he had drank too much or nearly O.D.ed on whatever dope he had brought or was available. I stood there and then decided to lay beside him since the sheet over the rubber sheet looked clean in the dim light coming through the window curtain and a night light plugged into a wall outlet. I lay on my back and was about to drift off to sleep dreading having to once again ask for help getting him out to the car and then wrestling with his 270 pounds up the stairs to our second floor apartment by myself. I was feeling a bit of anger and got up. I then saw a tube of what looked like lube laying on a nightstand. I stepped over to it and saw that it was a popular brand of lube. I looked at Kenny's bare butt and my dick started hardening. I decided then and there Kenny would finally pay for his lack of control of his drinking and dope habits and I'd finally have a piece of his just about virgin ass. I was horny, my dick finished hardening and starting to ooze precum, his ass was more than just available, seemingly begging to get fucked and I wanted to have fun punishing him by getting a poz load off up his ass which I had coveted for several years, especially because there was the chance someone would come in and beat me to it if I crashed next to him or left the room. Because I was poz and enjoyed gift-giving and he was still neg I'd double my fun and the great feeling of ejaculation, not to mention how sore he'd be the next day because he had been fucked only once, back when we were 18 or 19. I was surprised nobody else was crashing in the room since there was another bed besides this mattress on the floor. I decided it was high time to punish Kenny by taking advantage of his naked and passed-out vulnerability as well as fulfill my longtime desire for a piece of his ass. I first spread his legs. He was still so konked out he didnt move, it was like dragging two padded logs apart. I picked up the lube, unscrewed the cap and squirted some into my hand. I replaced the cap, put the lube back where I found it and smeared most on my dickhead, some on the rest of my shaft and the rest on his hole. He still didnt move at all, not even his hole doing much other than seeming to tighten just a little. I spat on his hole to add just a bit more lubrication and took my position between his spread legs to mount him. I put my cut dickhead to his hole and began penetrating him. He seemed to be fighting it by tightening his sphincter but not consciously. I forced my glans past his sphincters all the way into his ass. He was so out of it that he hardly flinched. Had he been conscious he would have screamed from the pain of getting penetrated and thrown me off before I was halfway in. Once hilted which I accomplished by pulling out a little and shoving it in again, I lay on his back feeling the warmth from him and the nice warm snug tightness of his hole around my weapon. I flexed my love-muscle inside him and then began fucking him. I assumed his tight hole to be virgin because he was as much a Top as I was and that while he may have tried getting fucked when he first came out, same as I had, he didnt like it any more than I did. I liked breaking anal cherries, putting pain to them for my pleasure, before I got pozzed, and after getting pozzed I discovered how much I Iiked pozzing neg holes. But most of all was the combined thrill and fun of breaking a cherry as my dick split parts of the walls of his rectum apart inside from my thrusting in to facilitate easy entry of my dangerous virus into his bloodstream and pumping my pozz sperms into it. I fucked him good, enjoying how good his tight virgin hole felt around my hard horny dick and knowing how each thrust was ripping more fissures in his rectal walls. I fucked his ass as fast as possible, corkscrewed my hips a few times and then angled my dick a different angle with each trust for half a dozen thrusts to further tear his rectum. Once I was satisfied that he was bleeding inside I settled into piston-thrusting in order to reach orgasm and inject my dirty virus into him. Even after my vicious assault his cunt was still nice and tight making for a great piece of ass. He was still out cold, dead to the world. My pre-ejaculatory urge came and I let my loins take over to pound him faster and harder, my pelvis sometimes slapping his ass, and then I felt and enjoyed that magic moment of my dick exploding in ecstasy firing my deadly bullets of virus-laden cum in his torn rectum. I pulled almost out and slammed it home a number of times shooting-off spurt after great-feeling spurt in his ravaged hole until my balls were empty. I lay on his back, lazily thrusting my dick to further force more of my virus into his bloodstream, enjoying how great it still felt in his ass. He barely stirred and was still so out of it that he likely still didnt know he'd been fucked and fucked good. I wanted to go to sleep on and in him til daylight but the circumstances prevented it. I did remain on and in him for a little while before pulling out and dismounting, my long-awaited mission accomplished. I left the room and looked for someone who would be high enough to suck my dick clean. I found a semi-scuzzy looking cocksucker who was up to the task. I had him suck for about ten minutes partly because he was good at making a man's dick feel good in his mouth and I had the possibility of getting a third load off. I was turned on from fucking and pozzing Kenny that I did shoot off a load in the cocksucker's mouth. He swallowed it and kissed my heroic dick. I was satiated and decided to go rejoin Kenny who was still out cold. I lay beside him and replayed in my mind how utterly fantastic my dick felt shooting my deadly jizz up his defenseless ass and dozed off dreaming of picking up a twenty-something twink to bust his ass cherry and pozz it. We both awoke as the first rays of sun filtered through the curtain. Danny our host was standing at the foot of the matteress and a couple more guys were on the bed across the room, one waking up, the other still asleep. "Good morning Dan." I said, feeling chipper. Dan replied, "Good morning." and asked if I needed help with Kenny who was groggily waking up still in a stupor. I said, "I can use it, looks like he needs lots of coffee if we're gonna get him to the car and then up the stairs." "The pot's on its second load. Help yourselves." Dan replied. We went to the kitchen where the last party goers were drinking their java and discussing the fun and bullshit that went on throughout the night. I poured myself a cup and took one to Kenny who was sitting up with a pained look on his face. "Was I fucked?" he asked, his speech slurred. I told him I had no idea. He was conscious enough to take the coffee cup in both hands and sip it, then drank some. He handed the cup back and said he had to go to the john. I helped him up and led him to the bathroom, lowered the toilet seat and sat his ass on it. He began to empty his bladder and ass into the bowl as he seemed to wobble. I had to help steady him as he wiped his ass. There was blood and traces of my spunk as well as the usual shit on it. As he flushed the john he began to heave. I directed him to the sink where he vomited some foul smelling puke. I let him puke until he was dry and turned on the water to wash it down the drain. Next step was more coffee and once I was assured he could keep it down Dan and another couple of guys helped me get him dressed and into the car. By the time we got home he was able to climb the stairs. I stripped him and saw blood on his undershorts. I had bought some adult diapers months ago for when he was too drunk to make the bathroom. I put one on him, let him puke in the sink and then settled him into his bed. By then he was whining about his hangover. I said nothing, having gone through the same bullshit from him several times before. By the afternoon he was feeling better, had a late lunch and was feeling even better. I checked his diaper. It had piss in front and some blood in back. I smiled to myself knowing how mighty my dick was and that he soon would suffer the flu in two or three weeks and then join me on the lifelong med regimen. He recovered from his hangover a day later and was sober and fit enough to go to work by Monday. Fortunately he confined his dope and drinking to those parties and a weekend beer if someone was going to blow him or drink his piss. He never knew what happened other than seeing the blood when he wiped his ass after taking a shit that day after I had my pleasure brutally thrusting in his nice tight ass. He may have suspected something but his hangover seemed to overshadow the pain in his ass which likely subsided by the time his hangover ebbed that afternoon. I could have fucked him even harder the way a large bear brutally drilled a child molester a new asshole in the tank at the county jail. The nice thing was back then rape laws didnt cover same-sex action unless an effeminate male raped or fucked a masculine man and in fact had he reported getting raped he would have been busted for being on the receiving end of sodomy. Being the Top wasnt a crime in that state but taking "the woman's part" was. Had he been effeminate he would have also been considered to be soliciting a dick for his ass or mouth. About three weeks later the AIDS flu hit him like a ton of bricks. He said he felt like he had been used as a heavy bag at a boxing gym. I got him to my doctor who was familiar with HIV and AIDS. The doctor ran the tests and the results came back positive. I had knocked him up just as I knew I would. Fortunately I wore loose jeans when we went to the doctor's because my dick hardened in my pants when the doctor gave us the news. Kenny's sad tears of defeat juxtaposed with my hidden sexual excitement and feelings of accomplishment. We had to comfort him and explain to him that it wasnt all that bad, mainly because he had known about me from the start of my AIDS flu and subsequent meds regimen and the precautions I had to take both for my health and to keep from un-intentionally knocking-up a neg hole. He seemed to realize that he had been impregnated at that last party. The great thing was that he finally curtailed his out of control binging on drugs and alcohol even though it was too late because his behavior had finally caught up with him. If I hadnt pozzed him someone else would have done it later on down the line. Although I would have liked to make him my bitch I knew he wouldnt go for it. He took his meds on schedule with a little help from my prodding. For a while he barebacked poz guys and rubbered-up for the neg assholes. A few short months he experienced the thrill of pozzing a neg ass.

Part II. After some clumsy stumbling and making out, we got dressed. My assistant and his twink date put their clothes back on, over very sexy jockstraps. My boy and I changed into gym shorts, our jocks, and some tank tops. My assistant and I piled into the front seat, and my boy and the twink made out in the back seat. Before we were halfway there, my boy’s shorts were at his ankles, and his ass was full of raw POZ twink cock. The twink bred my boy as we pulled up to the club. My boy bent over with his ass hanging out of the car door and my assistant was happy to fuck and breed him right there in the parking lot. I was sort of hoping we’d see more action in the parking lot, but someone from the club came out and told us they had seen the action on their security camera. He thought it was hot, but told us to bring the action inside where it would be ‘safer.’ We couldn’t help but smirk as he said that. We paid the admission, stripped down to our jocks, left our clothes in the lockers, and headed into the darkened passageways of the bathhouse. It didn’t take long for me to be on my knees as my assistant skull-fucked me. He had just cum inside my boy, and while he had no problem getting hard, he wasn’t ready to blow his wad yet. Plus, he told me, he wanted to loose his load up my hungry asshole, not down my throat. I pulled off and wound up blowing about six guys, most of whom came down my throat or all over my face. My assistant licked the seed off of my mouth, and spat it onto my hole, working it in with his fingers. On my knees, he plowed into me, pulling my jockstrap for leverage. One of the guys I had blown leaded forward and chewed on my ear. ‘I’m POZ, you know… That’s what I came on your face… Hope you’re ok with my load lubing your ass for that guy’s cock…’ I just moaned. My assistant lost his load deep in my guts, and pulled out. The POZ guy I had blown cleaned my assistant’s cock off for me and dribbled everything in his mouth into mine. Simply delicious. We went looking for our dates, and found them in a big sweaty pile, my boy bouncing up and down on a stranger’s dick, with another one down his throat. The twink was raw-topping two heavy-set guys, on their knees side by side, making out with each other. He’d plow one hole for a few strokes before pulling out and sliding into the other one. He started to loose his load in one guy, and pulled out to shoot the rest on the other. My assistant knelt down and worked his boy’s load into both open holes. The twink’s toxic load, and my assistant’s load, in my hole got pushed deeper by another two burly tops who both had their way with me as I watched the sweaty scene unfold. My assistant got fucked by a few guys, some of whom were clearly POZ, either from tattoos or wasting, but the twink put us all to shame. He took over six loads that night, working his expert slutty ass on cocks of all sizes, shapes, and colors. We left after a few hours of fun, sweaty and cum-drenched. In the car ride home, my assistant told us that he met the twink online in a chasers forum and that he’d started taking all loads only recently, and was finally actively chasing. We told them that we weren’t actively looking for it, but swapped cum with a bunch of guys and almost never asked about status. The twink held my boy’s hand and told him that he’d be happy to line up POZ cocks for him anytime. We kissed each other goodbye, lingering long enough to swipe a few fingers into cummy asses and get a goodnight taste before parting ways. We were both exhausted, and fell into bed covered in sweat and leaking seed. Saturday next morning we woke up, lingered in bed for a while, and fucked each other slowly, retelling our cum-swapping escapades. When we were both sated, we lay next to each other and talked honestly an openly about our mutual desire for cum. He confessed that he got hard just thinking about ‘the bug,’ and I vowed to support him and not stand in his way. I told him that I was going to keep taking loads, but not especially seeking out toxic cum. We fell back asleep and woke a few hours later to a text from the twink to my boy: PLANS FOR NEXT WEDNESDAY? CAN LINE UP SOME POZ COCK 4 U BY THEN. My boy handed me his phone, grinning, I texted back and hit SEND before asking him: BRING IT. OUR PLACE? The twink responded: YES. U HOST. I’LL B THERE WITH FRIENDS. B READY AT 7. C U THEN. To be continued…

still seeking the one to poz me up. sub bear cub here in van needs it. hit me up men

Part III. After fingering my cummy hole for a few moments while making out with my boy, the POZ stud came back a bit later with a short stocky latin guy. The guy bent over and licked my asshole. He oinked and looked up at me, cum dripping from his lips. He aimed his cock at my hole and pressed forward. My boy made a loud sound clearing his throat, and I handed the stocky top a condom. He reluctantly put it on as the POZ stud whispered in his ear. He oinked again and plowed into me. I knew he was going to breed me one way or another. The POZ stud walked away and returned with another friend for my boyfriend. With my boy’s hole getting plowed, safely, the latin guy worked his cock out of me, rolling the condom off as he pulled out. It felt SO much better when he entered me raw. The guy fucking my boy looked familiar, and I was pretty sure he had bred me and my boyfriend already, but he was fucking my boy with a rubber. I saw his face wince and his ass tighten as he came inside my boy’s ass. He pulled out and the condom was bulging it was so full. He slipped it off and poured half of it onto my boy’s ass and then tied it shut, tossing the condom at my boy. He then slapped his cock onto my boy’s cummy hole and slipped the head inside a little. My boy squirmed a bit and the guy walked away. Even though my boy was playing ‘safe,’ he’d wound up with some cum inside him other than mine… Over and over my POZ stud would usher guys to my boy and to me. From the number of tattooed guys, wasted faces and proud bellies on my tops, I suspected most of the guys breeding me were POZ. Some of the guys he brought to fuck my boyfriend had ‘that look’ too, but they all dutifully filled their condoms. Variations of this scene replayed over and over until we were both out of condoms. Every guy who fucked me started with one on, and wound up filling my ass with their cum. My hole was sore and puffy, and there was a puddle of cum below me, and the floor was strewn with broken and pulled-off rubbers. I had taken eighteen loads, a new record for me. My boy had gotten a bit of seed in his ass, but he had eighteen tied condoms burgeoning with cum tucked into his jockstrap. We stood up, stiff from being on our backs and pummeled for what seemed like hours. I followed him to our booth, waddling to try to keep all of those fresh loads from dripping out of me. We fingered each other’s holes and made out for a bit. ‘How many loads did you take, lover,’ he asked as he brought his cummy fingers to his lips. ‘Eighteen… well, eighteen plus your’s…’ ‘I knew you wouldn’t make them bag up.’ I protested and told him that every one of them had at one point worn a condom, but all of their loads wound up in me one way or another. ‘You’re such a slut,’ he said, as he pulled his pants up. I pulled my clothes on, certain that cum was now oozing out of my ass and into my shorts. He led me to the car, with those full used condoms proudly displayed in his hands. The clerk at the front shoot his head muttering, ‘You two pigs were meant for each other.’ My boy just winked at him saying, ‘You have no idea….’ When we got home, my boy told me to go to the bedroom and get on my hands and knees. I assumed the position and he crept up behind me a few minutes later. He held my face buried in the sheets and lapped at my ass, savoring the remnants of all of those loads now freely dripping out of me in cloudy white clumps. He then pulled off and I felt him slapping his hard cock against my ass. I squirmed in anticipation. I felt him ease into me. I’d never been so relaxed and so used. He pulled out a bit and shuddered. I felt him ease something into my ass alongside his cock and assumed it was a dildo. It was like being double-fucked, something I had only done a few times before. Each time he thrust into me I got wetter and the sounds of splashing got louder. He pulled his hand off the back of my neck and chuckled. I turned my head around and he threw back his head. As he fired off into me, I realized that he was double-fucking me with a turkey baster, and it was filled with eighteen loads of fresh seed. I had just taken my thirty-eighth load of cum. Without even touching myself, I blasted my load onto the bed and collapsed. After catching my breath, my boyfriend eased me onto my side and spooned me. He rustled in the bedside table and pulled out his favorite buttplug. It easily filled my tired ass. We slept that way all night, drenched in sweat, as my guts absorbed all of those loads. The End.

Got with a buddy that loves to have his ass played with, we are both bottoms so not really prepared for anything more than just ass play and some hot verbal. The verbal and ass play got him so turned on he decided he wanted to fuck me; i turned my ass around and let him start working me over. gave me some poppers and got his dick in there and eventually bred me. Then he gave me a piss enema. Oh did I forget to mention he is poz? oh so did he. On one site he says neg but on bbrt he says ask me. Turns out he is poz. So turned on right now, can't wait to get with him again.

Took a load this afternoon from a married buddy. He texted me after we got our meeting set up and told me he couldn't wait to kiss me. He also asked if I wanted him to breed me. Of course I said yes. When he gets here the front door closes and we kiss passionately for a few minutes and then head off to the bedroom and get naked and fall onto the bed together. Make out and rub on each other, kissing and sharing saliva. He spits into my mouth and that gets me turned on. I go down on him and then after a few minutes he wants me to rim his ass. he moans and groans and says how much he loves it. I precum a lot so i spread my precum on his ass and just inside. then he wants to feel my dick against his hole. I don't get fully hard but man i think he would let me fuck him if i was. then he wants to fuck me. he uses a little spit and finally gets in there and it's dry and i know it's causing some damage. he gives a little more spit and then the real fun starts. to my surprise he starts asking me if i like his bare cock in my ass. he wants to hear me say it. so we get very verbal and i talk like a whore and had to concentrate not to say something like poz my hole. I know that would most likely freak him out, but who knows maybe for another time. so he fucks for a few minutes and just has he is going to cum he whispers in my ear, "I love you". Aw how sweet. he kept pounding my ass for a few minutes after he came and got it nice and sloppy. On to the next breeding.

CHPT 11 - The State Fair – Cum In This Ride: I came awake slowly to find Pa on my back, his left hand stroking my face as his hips worked his raw dick around inside my ass. “Damn sissy, I can’t stay angry with you, not when that ass opens like a Texas bluebonnet and lets me settle in so fucking deep!” I don’t know how long I had been knocked out, or where exactly we were, as I had passed right out after my last set of shots. The RV slowed a little, made a turn, Pa’s weight shifted on me, the RV turned again, and Pa swore as he picked up his pace, “Fucking Christ, we’re here.” His slimy dick yanked out of my ass and a stream of hot liquid followed in a gush. I was shocked and quickly stuck my hand down to my hole as Pa laughed, “Left you full of piss. Surprised it stayed in that long.” Then he was dressed and making his way to the front of the RV. Now that I was awake and he was off me, I could feel the bloat and pain from being filled with so much piss, rolled off the bed trying to miss the wet spot, and stumbled into the small toilet. By the time I was done the RV was traveling at a snail’s pace, so I grabbed a pair of shorts off the floor and made my way up front where Brett was driving and Pa was waving his arms around trying to convey directions. Brett and Pa were arguing over which way to turn and while they were busy fussing at each other, I curiously looked out at the windows and saw several signs that said TEXAS STATE FAIR. The RV wound its way through various parking lots and side streets, swerving to miss people moving equipment, and as it did I caught glimpses of Big Tex, the statue that I would come to learn was the symbol of the fair, various rides, the Cotton Bowl stadium, and a huge ass Ferris wheel. I think we made a circuit three complete times before Pa decide he wanted us to stop. When we did, he told us to stay put, hopped out, and strode off through one of the gates, melding into the crowd of workers. Brett got out of the driver’s seat, stepping over me, stretched, sighed, then said, “Holy fuck can it get any hotter. God damn A/C ain’t worth shit. We’ve got to do something about it or we’ll cook for sure! Grab me a soda will you and go on back and get me a joint and a plate of snort.” I must have looked bewildered as Brett helped me stand, gave me a hug, “Sorry bro, I forget your shots fuck you up a while and the last ones were a double dose. Come on. I’ll show you. Let’s get you right because if I know Pa he will want that pussy of yours primed and ready.” Several white lines later I was feeling good and my ass was on fire as Brett bent me over the dining table and was fingering my ass, coating it up with a big booty bump when Pa flung the RV door opened and joyously hopped in the RV, followed closely by a man who could barely fit through the door. “Umm, yeah, Mr. Gleason, thanks again. Like I told you. I’m all set, got everything you ordered – everything,” as Pa looked at me and then Brett. Mr. Gleason wiped his brow and flung the sweat onto the floor before replying in a slow drawl, “Alright. Well, as I said, you report to the main office first thing every morning. The foreman will tell you where to work for the day.” Then pointing to me and Brett he continued, “For this, 10 free a day for my workers, everything else you sell – and I mean everything – you bring me 15% off the top before I lock up each night. Understand me boy?” Pa did not look happy and Mr. Gleason wedged himself back out the door, with Pa close behind. I looked at Brett who just shrugged, bent me back over, and worked his fingers around in my ass a few more minutes until I was sweating like a demon and begging like a bitch to be fucked “FUCK IT HARDER – PLEASE – DEEPER MAN, OH FUCK IT,” I was practically screaming when Pa came back and cuffed Brett upside the head. “What the fuck you little shit! I told you, you got your part to play and sissy has his unless you want to be the cunt, I’m fine with that.” Brett muttered under his breath, eased out of my ass, and I turned around literally panting in need and looked at them both in confusion and frustration. Pa gave me a big bear hug and said, “Damn, I knew this would work and I’m telling you, I have not seen an ass like yours in fucking forever. It just won’t quit will it. Curtis did me right, yes he did.” Curtis? That name rang a bell, I had a few fleeting images in my head, then nothing, so as the RV started up again I sat by the table while Pa directed Brett. A few minutes later we passed Gate 11 and turned and as we saw Gate 12 Pa said, “Pull in there, between those two trailers, easy now, easy.” We were in a lot with about a dozen other RVs, camper trailers, and several large semi trailers that were unhooked and folks were pulling equipment out. It was between two of those that we parked. Pa hopped out, spoke to a guy who seemed to be directing everyone, came back in and said, “Yep. We’re good. This is home for the next four weeks. Sit down. We’re only a day late, so have some catching up to do, so we need to get to it.” Pa rolled a joint, Brett made us drinks, I snorted a few lines, and we all sat at the table. Tapping the large sign on lime green paper that said BUMPER CARS in big, black letters that was leaning against the window Pa filled us in. “Mr. Gleason has kindly allowed us to park here until the fair is over. It does not officially start for another 8 days, but we will be working. After we are done here, we can spend the rest of the day setting things up, then I will start making the connections.” Brett let out his smoke, coughed, shook his head, “Damn, that’s good. Pa, you know he’s still a little…well you might need to be a bit clearer.” Pa looked at me, “Oh yeah, right. You like to get fucked right? Suck dick? Take nutt in that ass? Well you do and from the way you were wagging that tail earlier with Brett’s fingers buried up there you are ready and raring to go. Here’s the deal, plain and simple. Your ass is going to be open 24/7. See this sign? This ain’t for no bumper car ride, its for what we’re offering in here – your ass, and his dick, and all the party favors, weed, and other debauchery this fucking piece of shit RV can hide.” Pa took a long hit on the joint as Brett smiled, then Pa continued, “Until the fair opens, you two will be keeping the workers happy. As much as they want and all you can take. Brett, while I’m out hustling up business, you need to stay here and manage things proper. I’m the fucking ring master in this little circus of ours, but you two are the main show.” Pa then held out three plastic IDs on lanyards, “These will let us move around the grounds, anyplace we want to go. I’ll give you a break when I can, but business comes first understand? Your pussy and your dick,” he said looking at me then Brett, and then looking back at Brett he lowered his voice and firmly said, “And your ass too if I say so.” Brett shook his head, glowered at Pa, but did not talk back – at least to his face, he would wait and do that later when we were alone. Pa then had us stand up, took out his set of keys, undid the padlocks, and flipped open the benches around the table. The spaces underneath were brimming with pot, pills, crystal, and more drugs than I could imagine. Pa shut the lids and said, “Brett handles this side of the business. Every night we will settle up. Only those with a ticket like this one that matches the sign gets in. If they got a ticket, they have paid me. I will write on the back a ‘S’ for sissy’s cunt, ‘D’ for dick down, or ‘X’ for party supplies with marks for what and how much. You understand?” I just shrugged and grabbed the plate and did some more lines. My ass was really burning now and I was ready to get this show on the road. Once Pa was done, we got to work, set blocks under the RV wheels, unwound the canvas canopy that hung off the side and pulled some chairs down from the roof along with a couple milk crates to make a shaded sitting area between us and the equipment trailer beside us. I guess it was good we did not have neighbors as we were already getting a few glances from people walking by, smelling the 420, and lord knows what else wafting from the RV. Once we were done, Pa downed a soda, then headed back out, telling us to wait. I tried to get Brett to fuck me, but he wouldn’t and just offered me more drugs. I was wired as shit, and bouncing off the walls when Pa came back with a two greasy, sweaty, men. One of them disappeared around one of the trailers and reappeared dragging some cables and two big, black hoses. He hooked these up on the far side of the RV, while the other guy and Pa bolted a window A/C unit into the back window, then covered the space around it with plastic and duct tape. The RV now had power, a line for the toilet, running water, and A/C that worked, so we were set. Pa invited the two guys inside, gave them each a joint, then told me to go to the back. I knew what was up and immediately stripped and soon one of the guys was standing over me, his pants unzipped, his soft dick hanging there as he hit the joint. He did not say a word as I sucked him, got him hard, and was rewarded with a hot load of cum in my mouth. He zipped up, left, and the second guy came in. He paused, looked to the front, fussed with the curtain to make sure it was closed, then whispered, “Is it OK if I fuck you?” HELL YES!!! I practically jumped on him as I got on my hands and knees and pushed my eager hole back to him. He wasted no time in grabbing the bottle of lotion sitting on the table, slicking his dick up, then sliding into my hungry ass. Far too soon the fuck was done, and I was even hornier, not less. I pulled my shorts back up and went out front, just as Pa was finishing a microwave meal. Pa tossed a key to Brett and said, “OK, you two go walk around, get familiar with the place. Find a couple spots where you can do a fuck away from the RV if we need to. Try over by the animal barns and the food pavilions. I have to go do some work for Mr. Gleason but will start finding us some of the carneys who want the hustle, so be back here by 6:00 p.m., understand?” Pa left, Brett said he wanted a quick shower, and I was suddenly alone. Alone. Why did that unsettle me. I felt fuzzy headed, yet clear and focused at the same time – well focused on dick. Shit, that was all I could think about. So I did some more drugs and swayed a bit when I stood up. Something was bugging me. I couldn’t quite focus on it, but I stepped out of the RV, walked around to the back, opened the engine compartment, and stood there staring at it. I had this itch, this thing clawing at my head. My head started to feel like it was being squeezed and my eyes tightened, but I calmly reached in, felt around, and pulled out a small black box that had been hidden up under the inner frame. I held it for a moment, turned it around and around, then slid the lid back, pulled out the piece of paper, unfolded it, and read, “JD”, along with a phone number, and then another number. At the time I knew it meant something, and was mine, but just not what. I heard the water stop, quickly replaced the box, closed the lid and hustled back inside. Brett came out of the shower, dripping, and asked, “What were you doing?” I rubbed the white off my nose, “Nothing. Just seeing what those guys tied the power lines into in case something breaks, you know?” Brett shrugged, went to the back, opened a drawer, and started pulling out clothes. “Come here. I want to walk around and you need to learn how to read folks. How to find those men that want that ass, or who wants my dick, and how to avoid those guys that don’t.” I was a bit confused as I sort of thought they all did, but obeyed, and soon Brett was locking the RV door and he and I were winding our way through the trailers, through the gate, and onto the fair grounds. I was craving more drugs, and asked Brett if we could go back. He just shook his head and said when we get back to the RV he would give me a little brown bottle for my powder, but also poppers, and in the meantime he offered me his cigarette. I shook my head, we kept walking, and Brett tried to educate me about the signs. After a while I thought I understood. Some of the men we passed would glance our way but then pay us no mind. Others would look again, cautiously, and a few would stare openly. But a couple appeared outright hostile and called us names. I guess the skimpy shorts I was wearing with half my ass hanging out and Brett’s dick practically poking though his shorts was a clear and loud message about what we were looking for, but we just continued on our way, scoped out some little nooks and areas we might be able to do a quick fuck or suck, and kept walking around. We were on our second circuit of the grounds when Brett decided he needed to go off on his own. I figured he found someone to fuck and agreed to meet him back at the RV. I was watching all the workers, fascinated by the mechanics of some of the rides when I saw him and I could not help but follow. The only way to put it was he was a black muscle god. He had on long basketball shorts, sneakers that had seen better days as his toes partly showed, a dirty t-shirt stuffed into the back of his waistband, and a long stick in his right hand with a blue plastic bag slung around his neck. Every muscle in his body flexed as he walked and my ass twitched and got wet. Every few feet he would stop, jab at some piece of trash that was on the ground with his stick, then knock it off in the bag. Anything too big for his stick he would just kick to the side. He also had on a ratty baseball cap turned backwards, a cigarette behind each ear, and headphones playing music loud enough for anyone within 10 feet to hear. Almost in a trance I followed him from a distance, and watched, my hunger building. He never spoke with anyone, even other carney folks. After a while he made his way back toward the Port-A-Potties where the carnies went. There were a couple picnic tables just off to the side, he sat on top of one, his legs spread wide and a long, thick dick clearly hung to the right that he kept adjusting. The way he sat, and with the sun setting behind him, his dick was like a shadow, a dark monster in hiding waiting to attack. The guy finished his cigarette then laid back on the picnic table, his feet up on the end tapping in time to the music, knees raised, hands on his chest and eyes closed like he was going to take a nap. A few guys came and went to the Port-A-Potties and the black guy did not move. I could not explain at the time why, but I was entranced, drawn to him, and horny beyond belief – and scared. Why was I scared? I don’t know – or well I didn’t know then, but maybe I could sense he was trouble. After a while he got up, sauntered down the way a bit, unlocked a small building, went inside, and came back out carrying a black trash bag that was about ¼ full, locked the door, and headed towards the gate where the DART rail train was. I continued to follow him, watching, wanting, hoping, but all I saw was him swipe some toys and a few other pieces of small shit from some boxes when some of the other works were not looking and stuff them in his bag. He got on the train and I wound my way back to the RV feeling sad, and I guess lonely. Brett was sitting outside the RV when I got there and he told me to get in back, someone was waiting. There was a little short man lying naked on the bed. I wanted to tell him the bed was wet with piss that ran out of my ass, but thought ‘whatever’ and got undressed. I then left him there a minute longer as I opened the door, totally naked, and asked Brett where the plate was. He came in, showed me where he had hidden it, left, I snorted, then went to the back again. The man was jacking his stubby little dick like he was on fire. I thought to myself, “What the fuck do I do with that?” He then rolled over, contorted himself so he could reach his own ass and begged in a muffled voice since his face was in the pillow, “Fuck me. Come on. Give it to me NOW!” OK, that was all I could take and burst out laughing and walked back out front. I could hear the guy swearing, I opened the door and said to Brett, “Yeah, this one is for you.” Brett strode inside like he was king shit, and my ass twitched. He told the guy to raise his ass up and shut the fuck up and slam fucked him as the guy cried and whimpered. Watching Brett made me hard and I started to jack my dick, wishing it was my ass being pummeled like that. Yet, at the same time in my mind I was wishing even more it was the black guy’s dick. Oh well, have to work with what you got, so as Brett pummeled the guys ass, slamming his raw dick in over and over I edged closer and closer to watch. Brett turned his head, saw me, smiled, and yanked his dick out of the guy’s ass making him cry out. “Shut the fuck up!” Brett said. The guy scrambled around, franticly jacking his dick as Brett grabbed my arm, pushed me forward onto the bed and punched his dick head in my hole. I yelped, Brett bellowed, “FUCK YES SIS – OPEN THAT PUSSY UP!” and the guy then flopped on his back, his eyes looking at me with untold excitement, anger, lust, and he jacked his dick harder than before. “YOU WANT MY DICK?” Brett yelled at the guy who just whimpered and whined and I was disgusted, “GET YOUR ASS UP. THIS ASS IS WAY BETTER SO TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT, TELL ME, YOU GOT EXTRA CASH ON YOU? WANT MY LOAD UP YOUR HOLE? TELL ME? HOW MUCH YOU GOT? HOW MUCH!!! The guy squeaked out he had another $100 so Brett yanked his steel hard dick out of my now open hole and slammed balls deep into the guy, once, twice, three times, and on the fourth slam he tensed and I watched in envy as every muscle in his body went taut, shook, and I knew the guy was getting Brett’s load. Brett pulled out of the guy’s ass in one stroke, the guy started mumbling, Brett bent down, picked the guy’s pants off the floor, emptied the pockets of all the cash in them which looked a lot more than $100, handed the guy his pants and said, “Bring more next time. Now get the fuck out.” It took the guy two tries to get the door shut on the RV on his way out because he was so flustered. Brett locked it, strode back to me with his dick swinging hard and slimey, and asked, “You want my load now sissy? And this is yours.” I was confused as I looked at the wad of bills he tossed at me and said, “But you just came. Right?” Brett laughed, shook his head as he lit a smoke, blew it my way, set it down, stood with his hands on his hips and wiggled his dick, “No. I faked it. His ass was so fucking open it was like fucking air. Nasty fuck, and a bit dirty too. Now you either lick me clean or I swipe myself clean up your ass.” I eagerly got back on my hands and knees and closed my eyes as Brett slowly stroked my hole. “FUCK ME! DEEPER!! OH PLEASE FUCK ME!!!” I cried as the RV rocked and Brett banged me and gave me his saved nutt. We were lying together on the bed, Brett still inside me as he smoked and let his dick cure in my ass juice when a knock came on the RV door. Brett groaned and said, “Hell, Pa must have found someone. You ok? Clean your plate. I’ll set up some more.” Brett pulled on some pants, went up front, I could hear a guy say, “I got a ticket. Bumper car right? That’s what he said.” The guy came to the back, I was sitting on the bed, Brett closed the curtain behind him, and I reached out and rubbed the guy’s crotch area through his jeans. He moaned a little, I rubbed harder, then put my face on the growing lump and blew, then spit, then blew again, and his dick swelled. He was not as big as Brett, but nice, and he just stood there as I unbuttoned his pants, lowered the zipper, eased his pants down, then sucked on him for a while. When I thought he was ready I stood up, had him sit on the bed, then knelt between his legs as he laid back and I sucked him some more. I paused, stood up, grabbed his dick with my right hand and steadied myself with my left hand on his left thigh, and aimed for my hole. As I began to lower myself he tried to sit up, “Fuck no, wait. I got a condom in my pants, hold on, OH FUCK NO, SHIT….” I had dropped down on his dick and he was now buried up inside me raw. All fight went right out the window as he just lay there and let me ride his throbbing dick. He didn’t want to bareback me, and a couple times tried to push me up and off, but I clamped my ass and bounced up and down harder and harder. “NO PLEASE, I’M GONNA CUM, NO…THE WIFE…GOT TO WEAR A…OH HELL….HERE IT COMES….NO…GOD DAMN IT!!” I angled forward as he pleaded no and bounced my raw hole up and down making sure his dick scraped my ass walls. His balls tightened and as he got ready to shoot he let out a loud moan, grabbed my hips and helped me bounce even higher. When his dick went limp and all fluid was drained, I eased off, knelt down, licked him clean and when I was satisfied, stood up. His head was shaking back and forth in a silent ‘no’ and he looked ashamed as he pulled his pants up and left. I realized I liked that. Taking control. So I hit the plate, cleaned it, told Brett to fill it up, and waited for the next dick. Three guys later and the cum was literally streaming out of my ass and not one of the others had even mentioned a condom. I think Brett fucked someone too from the sounds I heard during my last one, but I was too busy taking a thick Hispanic dick. He was uncut, musky, thick and meaty, and the whole time he fucked he spoke low and sexy to me in Spanish. I have no idea what he said, but it did not matter. Brett and I were both naked and sitting at the table, when Pa came back. He emptied a couple handfuls of cash out of his pockets, smoothed the creases out of the bills, slid the stack into a space under the carpet below the driver’s seat, then told Brett and I it was time for bed. The bed at the back was pretty big as it took up basically the entire back end of the RV, but still, three men in the bed meant we were pretty much on one another, which was just fine. I got a good night fuck from both Brett and Pa and as I closed my eyes, my right hand resting on Brett’s chest, Pa’s dick was nestled in my ass as I worked my ass muscles, trying to get him hard for another round. They both fell asleep long before I did. My mind and body were still racing and all I could think about was the black guy I saw picking up trash. Pa’s dick had softened and slipped out of my ass and I was tempted to get out of bed and go see if I could find another fuck, but instead just laid there, and as I finally drifted off into a fitful sleep the nightmares began, the flashes of other times, other places, other men, but come morning it would all fade away like morning fog facing a sunny day as the second day of my life being the carney whore started. STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 12: Carney Whore **My Name is Mikey contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**

This all happened about eighteen months ago and I found it all very horny. I've changed the names though as I wouldn't want to give anyone away.... About once a month I have to spend a couple of days up in the West Midlands for work and it was while I was up there that I met Adrian. His company was doing some work with mine and we got on well from the start. He was small and blond, early to mid thirties and a bit geeky looking, especially when he was wearing his glasses. We flirted with each other quite a bit but I knew he had a partner so I didn't really think anything would come of it. Towards the end of his work with us, Adrian suggested going out for something to eat and then going for a few drinks after work. We went for a meal and then onto a bar nearby. After a few drinks the talk turned to relationships and then onto sex. As the talk grew more explicit, Adrian wasn't troubling to hide his hard on and neither was I. Soon we were in a toilet cubicle and Adrian's trousers and pants were down at his ankles. I sucked his cock and a couple of times he bent over the toilet and I rimmed him, licking his hole while he wanked. This pushed him over the edge and I was soon rewarded with a mouthful of cum. We had a few more drinks and Adrian asked me if I was up for a threesome. He explained that his boyfriend, Darren, was a total top. This suited him most of the time but now and then he liked to fuck and usually only got the chance when they had a threesome. He said they normally only played together and also stressed that they always played safe. I would have preferred bareback, but I did fancy Adrian and when he showed me a picture of his partner the deal was clinched. Darren was a tall ginger lad, just my type. We arranged that we would meet for drinks the next time I was up and take it from there. A few weeks later we met in a bar after work and I discovered that Darren was even better looking than his pictures suggested. I was well up for being fucked by both him and Adrian. I am more of a top than a bottom but every now and then I love to be fucked and this was definitely one of those times. After a meal and some more drinks we went back to their place where they had invited me to spend the night and within minutes Adrian and Darren's pants were down and I was on my knees sucking first one then the other. Darren had a long, thick cock and I couldn't wait to get it up my arse even if it had to be with a condom. We sucked, licked and rimmed for a while - at one point they were kneeling side by side on the bed and I was rimming them - moving from Adrian's smooth arse hole to Darren's hairy ginger one - it was very horny. It was time to fuck and Adrian produced the condoms and the lube and I bent over the bed. Adrian put on a condom and began to fuck me. He fucked me well and I sucked on Darren's cock as he shafted me. Then he moved me on to my back and lifted my legs up. He pushed his cock back up me and began to fuck as Darren squatted over me and pushed his hairy arse hole into my face and I rimmed him as Adrian fucked me harder. When Adrian had shot his load he pulled out and disappeared into the bathroom. Darren pulled me up and bent me over the bed. I could hear Adrian noisily taking a piss in the toilet as Darren stood behind me and I could feel his cock pushing against me. He was rubbing his cock head over my hole and then he began to push it up me. I Knew he wasn't wearing a condom and he whispered "you like this, don't you?" as he pushed it right up me and began to fuck me slowly. Then we heard Adrian coming back and he pulled out. When Adrian came back in to the room Darren was carefully rolling a condom over his cock ready to fuck me. This fuck with Darren was a bit disappointing - he lost his hard-on a couple of times and in the end he didn't come. I had been well fucked by Adrian though and I enjoyed the whole experience. During the night something woke me and I couldn't get back to sleep. They had told me to make myself at home so I pulled on my pants and went downstairs in search of a cold drink. A few minutes later I heard someone coming quietly down the stairs. It was Darren, wearing just a pair of black Armani pants which did nothing to hide his hard on. He grinned and came towards me. He pulled me into a little recess area near the back door and soon we were kissing. I was wanking him and he had his hand down the back of my pants and his finger was up my hole. I was still lubed from earlier and he just turned me round, pulled my pants down and pushed his cock against my hole. I pulled my cheeks apart and he pushed right up me and began to fuck. I was now getting the hard, horny fuck I had hoped for earlier from Darren, pants down in a corner of the kitchen while his boyfriend was sleeping upstairs. He fucked me hard and fast and soon his breathing got heavier and he started fucking me harder as he began to come right up me. When he pulled out I licked his cock clean and he laughed and asked "You're a dirty cunt, aren't you?" The next morning Darren had to go to work and when he had gone Adrian made me some breakfast. He asked if I was in any hurry to get away and I said I wasn't. He said he was horny again and asked if I was up for another session. He was wearing jogging bottoms and a T shirt and as he said this he leant back, showing me that his cock was hard. He got his cock out and I began to suck him again. We went upstairs and he led me in to what was obviously a spare bedroom. I sucked and rimmed him some more and then he said he would love to fuck me again. His voice changed and he sounded a bit nervous as he said "the only thing is I...err... I don't think we've got any more condoms". I didn't think for a minute that he really didn't have any condoms but I didn't want to appear to eager, so pretended to hesitate and said I never really did it bareback. He said neither did he and after a while I let him "talk me into it." His eyes lit up and soon I was kneeling on the bed and Adrian was pushing his bare cock up my arse. He had fucked me well the night before but this time he was much more into it and also more vocal, telling me how good it felt to fuck me bareback and how he was going to come right up my arse. He started fucking faster and when he started coming he wrapped his arms round me and pushed his cock right up me, telling me to take his fucking load. It was very horny - especially as he had no idea his boyfriend had dumped a load up me just a few hours earlier. It was a great fuck but there was more to come as Adrian turned me over and went down on my cock. I thought he was going to suck me off and I was close to coming but to my surprise he took the lube and rubbed some on his arse and then climbed on top of me, took hold of my cock and guided it towards his arse hole. He pushed down and my cock went right up him. He groaned "oh fuck, yeah" and started to ride me. After a while he climbed off me and bent over the bed. I stood behind him and pushed my cock up him again. I was soon close to coming and I told him so "Do it," he moaned "fucking do it. Come up my arse." I moaned and started to shoot what I knew was a big load of spunk right up his arse. I had now seen a totally different side to Adrian. I never saw Darren again but I met up with Adrian the next couple of times I was in the area. The first time we went for a few drinks after work and he ended up back at my hotel on his back with his legs in the air as I fucked him bareback and he begged me to fuck him harder and spunk up his cunt. The second time was a quickie when he came by my hotel on his way to work. He was already lubed up and he just dropped his pants and bent over, telling me to fuck him and load him up. When I had shot my load up him he pulled his pants up and went of to work. I found the whole experience really horny and also quite funny. They were both so obviously into bareback sex. I have since wondered if they have been honest with each other or if they are still carefully using condoms in front of each other and barebacking behind each other's backs.

Uncle Jim Alex was a budding drug user that was will initiated to meth use by being thrown in the deep end with generous slams. That first night Alex was well fucked that first night and he loved every second, inch and cc of what he got that night. Sure it was most likely the drugs, but Alex was already experimenting with pot, the leap to crystal was easy for Uncle Jim to get him to make. Alex was receptive to the drugs, what he wasn't aware of was the fact that Uncle Jim was HIV positive and the points his uncle used to slam him with were needles that his uncle had used before to slam himself. Uncle Jim wasn't taking any chances, Alex was going to be his HIV son. Alex crashed for the next couple of days after his first night partying. It didn't take long before Alex began to feel 'under the weather'. Uncle Jim cared for his nephew as he kept Alex in bed although he wanted to see his friend Nick. He had learned a lot from his uncle and wanted to share his good friend. While Alex was recovering from the fuck flu, unaware that he was becoming toxic himself, he asked his uncle to teach him how to slam himself. Uncle Jim let his nephew know hat there are several ways to do Tina and he will teach him every way as long as he could join him when he got Nick high. Uncle Jim had a plan and Alex was interested. A couple days after Alex was feeling better he invited Nick over to smoke some primo weed. Right before Nick arrived he took a couple bite pills his uncle gave him that would help him get (and stay) hard. They lit up the joint with Alex urging Nick to take large hits as he took small hits. This gave Nick more of the joint that had an ample supply of Tina. As the two got high, Nick higher than Alex, Alex had his moment to ask how Nick was enjoying the pot. Nick was loving the pot as he smoked the last of the joint. Alex moved in so that he could make his move I his friend. Nick was receptive to his friend's advancements. When Alex put his mouth on his friend's 6 1/2" cock hit gave him access to Nick's virgin ass. Alex knew what he had to do to get his friend higher and more receptive to the advancements he was making. This distraction made it easy for Alex to slip a couple small shards into Nick's hole. Nick felt the sight burn As Alex played with his hole. Despite the burn Nick was feeling he was starting to enjoy the attention his ass was getting. This allowed Alex to slip more of his finger (and more Tina) further into his hungry hole. While the drugs and stimulation were working his mind Alex moved on to the next step in the plan, planting the seed to get higher. Nick was very open to going hover just as Alex had done the night of his birthday. A little more Tina in his hole and Alex's suction in his cock had Nick practically begging to go higher. Uncle Jim had a plan Alex didn't know about which was to use a point that he used in when he taught Alex how to slam a couple days before knowing that this dirty point would bring Nick into their new family. The points were already prepared when Alex pulled them out from where he had them stashed along with a tourniquet. Nick watched with fascination as Alex fixed the rubber tourniquet on his left, muscular bicep. Without saying a word he used an alcohol prep on a prominent vein and quickly stuck the point in before Nick could say anything. There was the brief flash of blood before the large slam was emptied. When the tourniquet was pulled off Nick felt the drug move up his arm and into his chest causing him to cough as he rode his first rush. Nick never noticed that his 7" hard on had disappeared as Uncle Jim appeared and stated to rim Nick's hungry hole. This gave Alex an opportunity to give Nick his cock to suck as he prepared his own slam. Nick want and to watch as Alex administered his own slam. He fixed his tourniquet, swabbed a his vein then did his point home. With Uncle Jim's teaching, Alex made that this slam a lot milder compared to the his first slam and the one Nick had just received. Alex coughed out as he began to ride his own rush while Uncle Jim prepared Nick's hole fit Alex to fuck. Alex and Uncle Jim traded places allowing Alex to position his death stick at Nick's neg hole. Alex paused a moment as he began to reflect on the consequences of what he was wait to do, fuck a poz load inside his hunk of a friend. The thought of knocking his friend up just as his uncle had done to him. A reflected on the news when his uncle told him that he had pozzed his ass. This actually brought Alex and his Uncle Jim close. Alex fucked his friend with a passion and dropped a good size load into his friend. After he had drained his cock Uncle Jim took his place ass fucked Alex's toxic sperm deeper into Nick's formerly virgin (and soon to be poz) ass. They all had more slams as the afternoon progressed into night into the next day. Nick had been away from home longer than he had planned. This caused his parents to worry. When he finally returned home his parents wanted to ground the 19 year old. Nick wouldn't hear any of what his parents were telling him. He had been pondering this moment ever sine he admitted to himself at the age of 10 that he was gay. He went to his room, packed his things, went to his parents and told then he was gay and walked out the door.

Double Shot on The Rocks – The wind was rattling the windows as the Arctic air forced its way through the very walls of the apartment. The whole building seemed to be shaking and trembling as the remnants of last night’s storm passed over the city. My hopes for finding a hot dick to keep me warm were dashed as everyone online seemed huddled up and content to stay inside, but then the phone rang. “Hey B,” Victor said. He called everyone ‘B’, no matter what their name was. It was hard to hear him on his worthless cell phone, but I could tell he was outside and even harder to hear when he lowered his voice and said, “I got someone for you. Can we come through? He’s got a big one.” I paused before replying. I was horny, but sometimes Victor was too much. He was mostly straight, but liked to fuck ass raw when he was high and I enjoyed taking his nice 9-inch, big black cock. Victor was also a total freak into role play, verbal, and watching me get nutted up by his street friends. The problem came when he smoked too much and then he became a mess. That Victor I did not like. “Come on B, its bitch ass cold out and we need some place to lay up a few and chill, you hear me? Come on man.” My hungry ass decided for me for me, “OK, come on. About how long?” I replied. I spent the next 10 minutes getting things set up – straight gangbang porn vid playing, a big bottle of lube and some towels discreetly set by the living room chairs, an ashtray and pack Newport 100s out as Victor smoked those too. I also moved my padded storage bench around for extra seating and a handy place to get fucked on, and set a couple of incense burning by the front door so the neighbors would not smell whatever Victor planned to smoke. The phone rang, I buzzed them into the apartment building, and anxiously waited by the front door peaking through the peep hole and watching the elevator. I saw two men get off and come my way so I opened the door and let Victor in, followed by his friend. I closed the door, locked it, and Victor was already soothing his friend like one would a nervous horse at the races, “See man, told you my man B was cool. Look at that? Damn bitch taking that dick! This’ll be good man. Told you we could hang out. Got some smokes too, and plenty to drink.” I went into the living room as Victor and his friend were shaking off the cold and staring at the gangbang flick. The white girl was being pummeled in all three holes and Victor and his friend were both staring at the scene, hunger written all over the faces. “I can hang your coats up if you like,” I offered. Victor and the other guy took off their hats, coats, gloves, and even a couple of sweat shirts and sweaters and piled them up on my arms. While I made space in the closet Victor came down the hall and whispered, “Hey B, I told him you’d help us a out a little aiight? I promise man, it’ll be worth it.” I nodded, familiar with Victor’s old trick of waiting until he got inside my place before mentioning he would want a little cash for his trouble and patted my pocket where I had already counted out some $20s. Victor went on to the bathroom and I went to the living room to ask his friend what he’d like to drink. The guy just stood staring at the TV and I could tell he had already been smoking. After a moment he replied, “Rum,” so I went to the kitchen, mixed him a rum and coke, a vodka for Victor and grabbed myself a beer, which I slammed half of before delivering their drinks, slammed the rest of my beer and grabbed another. They settled into the easy chairs as I perched on the bench like a kid outside the principals’ office not sure if I was going to be punished or rewarded as Victor rambled on about the cold, the porn, and nonsense stuff, while I scoped out his friend. Victor’s friend was a bit older than me, taller, with a beard that was fairly thick and which stuck out giving him a wild look. Up close, he was a bit dusty and had a pretty strong odor like stale piss mixed with sweat, so likely a street dude. I didn’t mind and my ass twitched in anticipation. I downed the rest of my second beer, grabbed another, and quickly finished that one too. I was feeling a buzz now and when I refilled their drinks and grabbed my fourth, Victor emptied his pockets, ready to get the show on the road. I had set out a large, navy blue dinner plate I kept just for his visits. I had learned the hard way that Victor was messy and he did not pay much mind to where he set his hot pipe or ashes. Victor’s drug of choice is crack and while he smokes weed most days, it’s when he smokes crack that he most often wants my raw ass. His friend had still barely said a word since he arrived and Victor was doing enough talking for both of them. I watched their drug dance as they set out their supplies, divided up their little baggies, handed a lighter back and forth, both frantic to get to the smoke. I kept extra lighters on hand and his friend nodded in appreciation when I handed it to him and said in a deep, raspy voice, “Thanks.” Almost like a synchronized dance routine, Victor and his friend moved in unison now as they carefully put the rock in their glass pipes, flicked their lighters, and inhaled the smoke deep while turning their pipes back and forth between their finger and thumb as a smell like burning plastic filled the apartment. Victor finished his rock first, set his pipe on the plate, unzipped his jeans, fished out his dick, and started whacking hard as he talked a mile a minute, saying how wet that white girl’s pussy being fucked on TV looked, how those guys were stretching her good, how he wanted to see the close up of them fucking her in the ass. Victor then got quiet for a minute, his eyes glazed and fixed on the TV as he continued to jack his dick, his mouth silently working, but no words came out. He then stood up, his pants fells around his ankles and he looked at me and said, “Give me a $20 and you can suck my dick for me.” I looked from Victor to his friend, and his friend just continued slowly smoking, closing his eyes as he held the smoke, seemingly oblivious to all else. I reached into my pocket, pulled out a $20, set it on the table by the plate, got on my knees, opened my bottle of poppers and sniffed deep, then slowly slid my mouth down Victor’s drooling dick as he moved his hand up his body and started tweaking his left nipple. Victor was mumbling now, “Suck that cock, suck that cock,” as he pushed his hips forward, his dick sliding in and out of my lips. I would pause now and then to hit my poppers and each hit helped relax my throat, letting me take more and more of him until his balls were resting on my chin and my throat was stuffed with his 9-inch shaft. I was ready to get fucked, so I pulled back, reached around the side of the chair and grabbed the lube, squirted some on my fingers, wet my hole, hit the poppers, shifted the padded storage bench a little, then got up on it on my hands and knees with my raw hole pointed at Victor and waited. I hung my head a little and looked back as Victor inched closer, jacking his dick now, and when I felt the heat from the head close to my ass I angled my chest down, ass up, and pushed back a little. That was all the encouragement he needed as Victor pushed against my ass ring, with only what spit may have been left on his dick from me sucking him and the lube I had fingered into my hole to pave the way. I grunted, opened the poppers, and closed my eyes to enjoy the feel of his black dick starting to open me up. It didn’t take Victor long to get into a steady fuck rhythm and when the scene changed to the girl getting her ass split, he was ready and started bang my ass hard like through me, he was fucking her. “Fuck that pussy with that crack head dick,” I said, “Shoot that cum, shoot it.” Victor liked it when I talked dirty like that, but I did hold back, not knowing what his friend was really into. “UNGH..UNGH..OHH…” Victor grunted as he bred me with his first load. I arched my back, pushed my ass back, and clenched my hole to get every drop. He didn’t stop, and slowly worked his load in, pushing it deeper. I tried to turn a bit to see what his friend was doing but Victor set his hand on my lower back and said, “No, leave it in. I’m gonna cum again, damn that feels good.” I hit the poppers and Victor set to work fucking my ass and giving me load number two and his entire body stiffened and pulsed this time as he drew that load of cum from deep in his balls. Victor pulled out, grabbed the hand towel off the floor, wiped himself off and plopped back into the chair. I turned and his friend was just staring at the movie, his pants were still zipped up, and he appeared to not have noticed at all that I just took some raw dick. Victor fished around in the pile of supplies on the plate, came up empty, anxiously dug back into every pocket, then said, “Hey B, give me another $20 – that was a double shot – I need to run out a minute – and um… give me two more so I can make sure my man here is set up too. I’ll be right be back, OK?” The last part he had directed at his friend who still didn’t really react, and so Victor took that as an affirmative, took the other $20s I gave him, went to the closet, put on just his coat and stuff and stood as I unlocked the door. He paused as I asked, “Is he OK?” Victor gave me a toothy smile and nodded like a bobble head as he said, “Yeah, yeah B, he’s good. He’ll take care of you.” I locked the door, went back to the living room and shyly walked between the TV and Victor’s friend, my naked ass feeling wet with Victor’s load. I sat in the chair, asked if he wanted another drink, he shook his head no so I downed the rest of my beer and went to the kitchen to grab another and when I came back noticed he was watching me. His eyes were focused on me now like they had been the porn. I still didn’t even know his name, and as his stare became more intense and serious looking I suddenly thought, “Great, a dude who goes crazy when he gets fucked up.” He reached into his shirt pocket, dug out a baggy and dumped a few rocks onto the plate – man was holding out on his buddy Victor. As I watched, he smiled a little, filled his pipe, adjusted his position in the chair and leaned back and just as he set the pipe to his lips said in his gravely voice, “Suck my dick.” I grabbed my poppers, took a hit, and was surprised as the guy gave me a look of disapproval. Really? The man with the crack pipe is being judgmental? The poppers’ rush hit so I dismissed it, got on my knees, and fought with his zipper, which to my frustration realized would do me no good as the clasp was broken and there was no way to unzip his pants to get to the growing bulge I was seeing before my eyes. When the guy exhaled he blew the smoke at my face and I tried to breathe it in, my dick getting hard from the nastiness of the scene. The bulge in his pants was now straining the denim as I rubbed it, and he continued to smoke, this time when he exhaled he chuckled a little as I was clearly frustrated I could not suck his dick. A few minutes later, he set the hot pipe on the plate, I sat back on my haunches and hit the poppers again as I eyed him. He grabbed the Newport 100s, tapped one out, lit it, then focused his dark eyes back on me and asked, “So you like dirty dick?” I just nodded, he smiled, “You like big dick?” I nodded harder, hit the poppers, and he smiled. “Are you a hoe?” I nodded again as he placed the cigarette between his teeth, the ashes getting ready to fall off onto his shirt, which they did as he stood up, but he paid them no mind. He unbuckled the belt on his pants, let them fall to the floor and stepped closer to me to let the shadow of dick now straining against his long johns fall over my upturned face. He looked down, more ashes fell off the tip of his cigarette as he pulled the two sets of long johns he was wearing part way down his thighs and let his monster dick pop up over the waistbands. Jesus Christ his dick was huge! Victor was just over 9 and average thickness, this guy was probably 11 and real thick with a slight curve to the left and a head that looked black and blue, not pink like most dicks, and a pile of foreskin that bunched up in rows like a set of collars, making his dick even wider. It was also freaky veiny. Some dicks have one or two big veins running down the top or sides that you notice, not his, he had dozens – big and small - all of them engorged giving his dick a somewhat inhuman or unreal look. The smell is what I noticed next, strong man musk, sweaty balls, unwashed dick, stale chem piss and I reached forward to guide this tasty treat to my mouth. “So what you got for me?” he said. I bent over and spread my cheeks, showing him my glistening, just fucked hole. Nothing. “So what you got for me?” he said again. Oh, I turned, grabbed my pants off the floor, fished out a $20 and laid it on the table beside him. His dick slapped his thigh as he turned a little to look at it, a look of disgust and dissatisfaction on his face. I took out two more $20s and set those on the table too, and he said, “I got that double shot on the rocks for you, now show me that fucking hole.” I leaned forward, bent my knees a little, hoping to give him a nice view. I then stood back up so I could hit the poppers again but he snatched them out of my hand and tossed them across the floor saying, “You don’t need those.” Fuck, I did. He then grabbed my hips with his hands and with his hard dick pressed into my ass crack hobble walked me a couple steps to the left and forward to the bench. The bench shifted a bit as I bumped into it and I tried to edge toward the end so I could get up on my hands and knees with my feet dangling over the end to give him a direct view to the TV like the way Victor had fucked me. He was having none of that and just shoved me forward so my hands slide off the far side and I landed across the bench, arms hanging off the far side, my legs off the front, and ass poking up. I tried to get my hands back up on the edge of the bench and started to push myself up, but the guy used the weight of his body to push me back down, and as he did, a stream of ash fell off the cigarette in his mouth and cascaded down onto the carpet below my head, the embers quickly dying. With his pants still on, the crack head shuffled between my splayed legs, squatted until his dick was hovering near my open hole, then in one move dropped down onto my back with his body, leveraging his feet out a little and thrusting his dick inside me. I yelled “OW OW OW - OH FUCK THAT HURTS!” and my body tensed as I squirmed and twisted, which just let him push in deeper and made him laugh as he grabbed my shoulders to ensure he had me locked in place at both ends and started grinding his dick around, opening me up more. “White hoes get fucked rough and dirty by big black dick. Only way, the only way,” he said, his gravelly voice sounding hoarser and more raspy from the smoke of the crack pipe. He continued digging around in my ass as I moaned and squirmed, the weight of his body pressing me against the bench making it harder to breathe. Now, I do like it when I find top that can really make my hole throb, and few can, so as soon as the initial shock wore off I started to talk dirty, “Please give me that crack head dick. Open me up, fuck it rougher, come on rougher. Make me a dirty hoe for you. Make that pussy ass talk, make it wet, use Victor’s cum. Go deeper – UGHHH – fuck yeah – deeper, Jesus Christ, DON’T STOP!” This time when he laughed the half smoked cigarette fell out of his mouth onto the carpet and began to leave a burn mark, but pinned as I was I could not reach it and all thoughts that I should stop and ask him to get it and put it out were overcome by being stuffed and stretched and used. He continued to fuck me like that for a couple of minutes, then he leveraged himself up on his arms on the bench, lifting his weight off me and angling his dick up and in. Several balls-deep thrusts and I was panting like a greyhound from the force of the fuck, yet my ass was opening up for him, letting his thick dick head pierce me deeper as his rolls of foreskin sent ripples of ecstasy through my guts. His arms must have gotten tired as he did not last long in that position and eased himself back and off my body and I cried out as his dick left me vacant and needing more. “Show me you want my dirty dick,” he said, so I got my knees settled underneath me as best I could and pushed my ass back, silently begging to be filled up again and I sighed as he slid inside me once again, inch after inch of thick beef. He got on his knees behind me and started jabbing my ass ring with tight, hard thrusts, in and out of my hole and then on every 3rd or 4th one he would jam it as deep as he could, piercing me against the bench with his dick, making my gut walls stretch like Silly Putty. I was a slutty, babbling mess needing to be used and fucked and was trying to figure out how to get him deeper inside me when he stopped, “Fucking carpet’s killing my knees. God damn rug burn. Get up.” I turned as he backed away from me, kicked off his shoes, stepped out of his jeans and long johns, rubbed his balls a couple times to readjust them, and picked up his crack pipe. While he set out his supplies and got the pipe ready I picked up what was left of his now extinguished cigarette, squirted a spot of lube on the small burn mark on the carpet, set the cigarette in the ashtray and was practically jumping around needing to get his dick again. I had an idea and quickly scrambled past him, got into the easy chair he had been sitting in with my knees up on the edge, my hands on the high back, and my ass poked out. He was taller than me so the height seemed right and with the chair against the wall there was plenty of leverage, and there was one more thing. “Fuck my ass while you smoke your pipe,” I said. I turned my head to look at him and his eyes narrowed a bit, he tilted his head a little considering and asked, “So you trying to be a crack hoe huh? You think you ready? You think you can handle it?” I just braced myself in response and waited, the CLICK of the lighter, the hiss of the rock as it started to melt and his ragged breath sucking in the plastic smoke told me I would get what I wanted. He exhaled, the cloud descended around me and then he stepped behind me, his still slick dick pressed near my hole. His hands were busy, so I reached around with my right and guided his thick head to my hole and breathed out to relax my ring. As soon as he felt the warmth of my skin wrap around the tip, he flicked his lighter, inhaled, held his smoke then the crack head thrust hard into my waiting ass. That was our rhythm for the next few minutes. He would pull his dick all the way out of my sloppy guts, I would line it up to my pulsing ass ring, he would flick his lighter and heat his pipe and fills his lungs with crack smoke, then when he exhaled he would thrust as hard and deep as he could, busting my ring wide, splitting me open like a walnut. Once his rock was done, he moved his hips a little burrowing deeper, then eased back out. “Wipe it off,” he said in a smoke filled whisper. I felt around on the chair for the hand towel stuffed on the side, reached back and with one hand wiped his dick dry best I could, as well as my hole, then lined him back up on target. “Show me that crack hoe pussy, show it to me,” he ordered so I leaned my face and shoulders into the chair back, reached around with both hands and pulled my cheeks apart so he could see my hole. “Stretch it open, far as you can, time to bruise that shit up,” he now demanded. I obeyed, the feeling of my throbbing ass overriding any logic my mind wanted to put forward. His rock hard dick now shook with hunger as it nestled against my dry hole and with a nudge, firm push, and another nudge he lodged the head of his dick into my ass ring and paused. I heard the flick of the lighter again, but he did not inhale as he shifted his body pressing forward even more, half leaning over me and just as I let out the breath I was holding in anticipation I felt a searing, sharp pain on my lower back just above my ass crack and tried to scream, “WHAT THE FUCK?” A new smell hit my nose, the glass pipe clanged onto the plate as he leaned his full weight into me and said, “Now you’s marked as a true crack hoe.” The fucker had branded me with the tip of his hot, glass pipe – which I would see later left me with a droopy looking mark almost like a half circle or smile. The pain was quickly gone though as he forced his dry dick into me as far as he could and began to bang fuck me without mercy. My hole stretched, pulled, twisted, and split as he picked up the pace, his high driving him into a sexual frenzy of need and want. I could feel his dick swell and started to beg for it, “FUCK MY HOLE, TEAR IT UP, GIVE ME THAT CRACK HEAD CUM, USE THAT PUSSY, FUCK ME LIKE A HOE, FUCK IT, HARDER, DEEPER MAN, DEEPER, COME ON FUCK IT!” Just then the phone rang and I quickly realized it must be Victor coming back, but I made no move to stop his friend and his friend made no move to stop what he was doing as he was determined to get his nutt. Faster and faster he fucked me, his crack high driving him on, pounding me into submission. His breathing got more ragged, his breathe raspy, the sound of spit catching in his dry throat, then someone was pounding on my front door – crack laced cum started to explode from the black dick buried deep inside me, pushing the first two loads deeper as the third was added – the pounding on my front door got louder, more insistent and Victor began to holler, “Come on B, open up. Come on B, hey B, come on B, hey B,” bang, bang, bang. The banging continued like a high school drum line as the crack head finished shooting up my ass. His fucking slowly eased, but he did not pull out. I finally spoke up, “I better get that before the neighbors call the fucking cops,” and started to push back. He placed his hands on my hips, locked me tight against his body and with his dick still hard and deep inside me stepped back as I pushed back off the chair. I was standing up now, slightly bent, and he turned me and slut-fuck walked me towards the front door, his fingernails digging deep into my hips to ensure my steps kept time with his. Well this was new. I slid the chain back and let it drop with a clang against the frame, turned the deadbolt, and opened the door just a crack in case anyone else was in the hall as I sure as hell did not want folks seeing me like this. Victor made a move to push the door open and step in, but my fucker quickly stopped that with his left hand while with his right still gripping my hip tight, turned me to the side so I was facing the big mirror over the bathroom sink. He leaned to the left and said in a voice low and edged with more than words, “Give me the shit.” Victor started to protest, “Aw come on man, let me in, that’s not right man, I….” My fucker said again, “Give me the shit. All of it. You can come back another day and settle up however you want, but I ain’t got what I came for yet or do you want me to come out there and settle my shit with you now?” Victor’s voice got softer as he mumbled in futile protest, his jacket russled, a zipper opened, more mumbling, the sounds of plastic and more. The door closed and I could still hear Victor fussing to himself as he walked towards the elevator. The crack head slid the chain into place, the deadbolt snapped, he then looked and saw our reflection in the big sink over the mirror and slut-fuck walked me forward until I could rest my hands on the bathroom counter. He dropped a pile of stuff onto the toilet – several bags of dirty rock, some metal mesh, some other stuff I was not sure what it was, then asked, “Ready to get marked again as a crack hoe? You best be because I think tonight, you’re going to get more than a double shot.”

I'm with seaguy on this. I would cuddle with a regular FB or BF. Otherwise it's just fuck & go.

Hey I'm 25 and met Tina about two years ago. Everytime I use meth I become a total cumwhore. The last time I smoked some I was with this guy from work. I met him a few months back on grindr. HE was close by, he said he'd fuck me bareback and we met at a gas station bathroom next to the office when he unloaded on me. I hadn't seen his face until after he had already seeded me... He looks like he's a total HIV poz guy. I loved it. So this time we met at his house, and smoked... His dick got way bigger than at the gas station, he fucked me hard and then I insisted we invited another guy. We went on grindr and finally found one that would seed. It's really hard to find barebackers here in Guadalajara. He came over, he was tall, white, nice body, beard, and huge cock. They both fucked me in turns and then they did a roman II. The blonde guy came inside me and my buddy came jacking off while he watched how I was fucked. That was a bit of a bummer since I wanted hiz poz load. After that I left since my buddy had been partying for a couple days and wanted to sleep. I stayed in the car for hours, on grindr looking for other dicks but couldn't find any that would fuck me bareback. And I hate condoms... I don't let any condom inside my whole. When I smoke, it gets all sloppy and wet and nice... I can rosebud... A condom doesn't deserve that whole. So I waited until the next morning and went to a bath house. I was there until 6 pm and got 14 loads. One guy was very memorable. He's like 55, his dick must be 9in long, and like 7 wide. He fucked me hard... Seeded me and then kept going. He wanted to seed me again (of course with everyone watching) but I couldn't take it anymore. It had been like 8 hours since I smoked and I couldn't do it. I felt so bad... But I went home happy knowing I had 14 loads inside me.

it wasnt my idea, its the tops that started doing me that way

It's been months since my last load, i woke up on monday and decided today is the day. I contacted a top guy that bred me before and we worked out the details. he's a hot daddy, married and aggressive. i started out sucking him and i thought that's how i would get his load, but he had other plans. he was standing and and i was laying on my back sucking him, deep throating and he got physically aggressive and started beating my nut sack, it was painful and i cried out and he told me to shut up. this went on for what felt like 15 min. he then turned me around and raped my ass, literally. i've never experienced such pain in that way and felt such anger and aggression. all i could do was let go and please him and wait for him to finish. he bred me with a nice load that i carried around all afternoon. i can't wait to see him again.

i love hairy ripe armpits! all my regular fb know not to use cologne or deo. i nuzzle up in that pit and sniff and get that stink all over my face.

As Duke rubbed his still dripping cock over Ryan’s face and then into the boys mouth getting the lad to clean it off as I sat on the armchair and lubed up my cock grunting “hurry up and clean that cock son, then get over here and ride my cock”, a few minutes later the kid climbed up straddling me and lowered his sweet tight hole down on my dick sighing blissfully “mmmm your cocks so big”, I grinned as I put my big hands on his hips pushing his pussy further down onto my cock “yeah I am boy and your cunt is so tight, for now”, ginger just moaned and started to ride me as my phone beeped and I read the text from Carlo’s ‘bring the slut over when your ready’. Thirty minutes later after I’d spunked up the kid’s shitter and Duke had gotten a nice long sloppy blowjob we pulled some shorts on and took a very high Ryan down to Carlos’s place. Carlos has an old house down a tiny alleyway well out of the way from prying eyes, it looks very non descript from the outside but on the inside it looks like an Aladdin’s cave, richly decorated and elaborate, mostly to cater for his main clientele the rich Arabs and Africans who desired white boy arse but also needed a discreet though expensive place to live out their wildest fantasises. I rang the doorbell and was greeted by Carlos who ushered us in and then up to his office where he wasted no time in pushing Ryan’s shorts down and examining the boys body to which ginger posed and preened like a champion stud, Carlos nodded to his henchman “blond him”, and I had to chuckle as the big burly gorillaesque guard grabbed Ryan by the upper arm and dragged the boy out of the room as Carlos spat onto the floor grinning “I got ginger slag’s by the fucking dozen”. Me, Duke and Carlos chilled out smoking and drinking brandy served to us by a bruised oriental kid, we watched some dirty porn and Duke sniggered as he heard a little whimper come from a way down the hall “Jesus that must be strong stuff”, Carlos put his cigarette out grinning “I need him blond mate”. Duke was now busy on the other side of the room molesting the oriental lad, his thoughts of Ryan seemingly gone from his mind as he raised his eyebrows at Carlos who indicated to a door “take him in there, he likes it rough”, the oriental kid looked fearful as Duke pulled him out of the room, followed by a little muffled whimper just before the door shut. A little while later a very blond Ryan was brought back to the room by the guard I had to admit the peroxide look suited the kid as he posed again showing off his now hairless body, Carlos grunted as he stroked Ryan’s rock hard cock “you like being high and getting fucked boy?”, the kid nodded his head “fuck yeah”, Carlos grinned snickering as he lead the lad over to his desk and handed the boy a pipe which the nipper immediately lit up “well you have come to the right place boy, I’ll keep you high and you’ll definitely get fucked”, the kid blew out white clouds “fucking cool, I want it” Carlos smiled “I know you do boy” as he pushed the kid to his knees and sat on his chair, Ryan did not need anymore prompting, he immediately pulled Carlos’s fat cock out of his shorts and sucked like a seasoned whore, Carlos rested his hand on the lads head and nodded to his henchman again who handed Carlos a box and then started to take pictures of Ryan sucking and I had to snigger when the guard used just one massive hand to separate the kids butt cheeks and take some pictures of the boys sweet little slightly red pussy hole, Carlos opened the box and pulled out a gold metal collar and put it round Ryan’s neck before looking at the pictures and nodding to the guard “go and see who wants to bid to be the first in the new boy”, adding as the guard turned leaving the room “and dollars or sterling only, no bullshit currency”. I took a sip of my brandy “so who’s the big ape-man”, Carlos chuckled “that’s Brutus”, I had to laugh “apt name!” , Carlos winked “mate when you see his dick and how he fucks you would agree with it more”, this piqued my interest “yeah?”, Carlo’s winked at me pressing a button on the remote and the screen changed to a fuck that made me raise my eyebrows, I whistled as I watched the hulking form of Brutus fucking a big bodybuilder boy with a dick that put even mine to shame, I watched grinning transfixed as the mammoth cock just plunged in and out of the lads torn up ravaged cunt “fuck the mans a monstercock man”, Carlos grinned “ain’t he just”, I rubbed my crotch as Brutus came back into the room and whispered in Carlo’s ear, Carlos grinned as he pulled his dick out of the kids mouth, “you can finished that later boy” and Brutus quite literally pulled Ryan up by his arm dragging him out of the room, Carlos winked at me “lets go and see some of the show but we got to be quiet”, I sort of frowned but smiled “sure” No even thinking about Duke I followed Carlos down a staircase and into a room lit only by a red light, Carlos put his finger to the lips and indicated to a sofa where we both sat, he flicked a button on the table in front of us and I grinned to see a two way mirror light up and exhaled “fuck yeah”, in the other room Ryan was on his hands and knees sucking one black mans big cock as another was sliding a finger in and out of Ryan’s arsehole, I swear they were the darkest black guys I had ever seen, they even made Duke seem pale in comparison, Carlos whispered “the one being sucked is General Aba Bonsu, some shit high up in some African dictatorship, the other some shit colonel in his army”, I laughed quietly as the colonel added another finger along side his one in the kids pussy “I bet his nationals don’t know about this”, Carlos sniggered “fuck no”. The general pulled his dick out of Ryan’s mouth and barked something at the colonel, the sound was too muffled to understand and Carlos whispered “rooms not fully soundproofed that’s why we gotta be quiet” the colonel nodded and twisted Ryan round to his arse was pointed directly at us, Carlos lit a cigar “the shit likes to watch himself in the mirror as he plays with a sluts pussy”, I smiled as we watched the general caressed the boys arse cheeks before sticking his middle finger into a pot and then sliding the thick digit in the kids cunt grinning at himself in the mirror as the colonel held Ryan firmly in place as the kid started to squirm, I looked at Carlos “what that more tina?”, Carlos whispered “shhhh no it’s some African drug, feels like a thousand needles at first apparently but that goes soon enough and makes a boys pussy hungrier than on Tina”, I grinned “I like the sound of that”, we went back to watching as more and more of the gunge was fingered into Ryan and sure enough his squirming soon subsided, the General seemed to talking lovingly to the kid as he graduated to two fingers and soon enough three were pushing in and out of Ryan’s hungry little pussy. After a while the general spoke to the Colonel and he was passed a reasonably sized black dildo, he slapped it on the boys arse and said something to Ryan who raised himself up on his hands and looked over his shoulder his eyes filled with wonder and lust as the general slowly pushed the dildo into his pussy, the kid was licking his lips as he watched himself getting fucked with the dildo making the general laugh as he pushed the dildo all the way into the boys cunt and the colonel pushed his dick into Ryan’s mouth, the kid seemed to look lovingly at the colonel as the dick pushed through his lips, Carlos grinned “that African shits like ‘e’ makes you all hungry and loved up”, I smirked I watched the boy spasm and the general laugh deeply as he pulled the dildo out of the boys hole, the kids cunt was dripping with mucus from his analgasm, the general scooped some up with his fingers and reached over rubbing the mucus on the colonels cock having the boy eat his own arse juices, I chuckled “I like his style”. I grinned as the general shoved three fingers up the boys gaping cunt before pulled them out covered with the kids juices rubbing them on his cock and clicking his fingers at the colonel while still with his dick still in Ryan’s mouth twisted the boy round again, the general slapped the kids arse hard barking something and the lad immediately moved his knees apart, Carlos chuckled quietly as the general looked at himself in the mirror stroking his cock in an exaggerated manner, not taking his eyes off himself as he positioned it and shoved his length into Ryan’s cunt “the arsehole is such a narcissist”, I nodded as the general grabbed the kids hips fucking him in an exaggerated fashion for a while before shouting something at the colonel who pushed his dick further into the boys throat as the general slammed into the lads arse and it was obvious that both where cumming in Ryan at the same time. Moments later the general and his colonel left the room and we enjoyed the view of Ryan kneeling on the floor just a foot or so away from the other side of the mirror jacking and eating the spunk that was leaking from his pussy, Carlos breathed out “at least we can talk a bit more normal now he’s to fucked up to notice”, surely enough the kid did not even seem to react as he was caught up to much in his own slutty reflection.

I led my kid to the bedroom and kissed him “I have to go help Duke, you did good today boy”, Bobby looked at me smiling broadly “I did Daddy?”, I grinned “oh course you did son, you got Ryan here for Duke”, even though the boy was smiling he looked a bit sheepish “yes I did Daddy”, I laughed as I gave bobby some juice to drink “yes you did little lad you brought your friend to be a good boy just like you”, the chems in the juice worked quickly and he literally went out like a light. I tucked my boy into bed knowing I could leave him to sleep as I stripped and went to join Duke. As I walked across to Dukes room I could hear a series of loud thwacks and muffled whimpers, upon entering the room I was greeted with the sight of Ryan on the bed, ball gagged, hands cuffed behind his knees and his arse raised high as Duke was spanking his big butt bright red, Duke paused when he saw me enter the room, dipped his finger into the pot of tina laced lube and fingered it roughly into the boys hole “oh yes chicky you love it”, I looked at the kids face, tears and snot smeared all over it but his eyes did say it all, he loved it. “giving him more already eh?”, Duke grinned wildly “yeah only a little so far, chicky said he wanted to try it”, I laughed “nice!” as I grabbed the kids hair pulling his face up and slapped my cock on it adding my precum to the mess already there “so the boy’s an eager whore?”, Duke removed his fingers from the kids hole showing me the mucus dripping off them “fuck yeah he anal orgasmed as soon as I shoved my finger in his cunt!”, I grunted as I pushed my finger into the ginger boys eager twat enjoying the tight but sloppy wet hole, I exhaled “beautiful he’ll be loving dick in him then”. Duke climbed off the bed and opened his goody bag “yeah and he will be getting plenty, once Carlos gets him”, I raised my eyebrows “so the kids going to be a whore?”, as Duke prepared the slam’s he laughed “yeah the boy wants it”, now that did take me by surprise and I pulled the gag out of gingers mouth “that right boy? You wanna be a whore?” the kid blinked as spit dribbled out of the corner of his mouth “fuck yeah Sir!” A few minutes later Duke and I stood enjoying the rush of our slams as ginger knelt on the floors doing his best to suck both of us, Duke sighed “fuck the kid is definitely a cockhound!” I grinned laughing "yeah and he ain't been slammed yet!"

I squeezed Bobby’s balls hard enjoying him squirming on my lap trying to retain composure as he chatted to his pal Ryan on the phone “aww c’mon dude, its great here”, he covered the mouthpiece on the phone “he says no cash”, I nodded whispering “we’ll pay, tell him you’ll put it on your credit card”. A few minutes later Bobby was grinning as Ryan readily agreed to be on the plane later that day, he hung up the phone and leaned in to kiss me “he’s coming daddy”, as me and the kid shared a nice long sloppy wet kiss Duke grunted jovially “oh he’ll be cumming chicky and paying for that flight with his arse, just like you!” Carlos is one of the guys that epitomises the stereotypical Spanish Daddy, big gut, hairy, very sweaty with a big bushy handlebar moustache, everything a Spanish daddy should be except he was born in London and had a cockney accent that 15 years living in Spain had not diminished. Carlos was swigging beer out of a bottle and had a cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth as I let him into the apartment; he smirked and grinned as Duke fed Bobby the pipe “just warming the kid up eh?” I laid it out there and then “I want the boys tits, ears and boycock pierced”, Carlos traced his finger up Bobby’s ab’s who shivered under his touch, Carlos chewed on his cigar “gold or silver?”, I looked at Bobby, taking in his deep tan, bright blue eyes and brassy blond hair “gold for sure”, Carlos got his bag “gold’s expensive bro”, I smirked and pushed the kid onto his back on the table, lifting his legs back to show his pink swollen cunt off to Carlos “only the best for my boy”, Carlos rubbed his impressive cock through his shorts “nice, I could pimp him easily?”, I laughed “no no Carlos this boy is mine for always” and picked up the kids phone showing him the picture of sweet little ginger Ryan “once Dukes done with him you can have that” Carlos looked at the picture as my boy slid off the table, got on his knees and undid Carlos’s shorts making the man gasp as my boy started sucking “pity he’s ginger I am over stocked with ginger at the mo”, Duke grabbed the phone off Carlos “well I like ginger and may keep him so lets see what else Ted’s boy has to offer!”, I grinned as my boy started to suck on Carlos’s log of a cock “you sure you don’t wanna sell this one?”, I rubbed my boys head “No he’s mine”. The sun glistened off my boys earrings in the early afternoon sun as he groaned and grunted as Carlos’s big slick cock reamed out his cunt, I pulled on the boys engorged newly pierced nips “your such a good boy making daddy proud”, the kid purred “thank you Daddy”, I kissed my boy toy on the forehead as his phone beeped, I picked it up winking at Duke “seems Ryan has just checked in”, Duke grinned as he slipped his cock into my boys mouth “good, I am eager to chem. and poz his lil white muscle butt!”.

As I sucked on Bobby’s dick and massaged his balls I heard the lighter click and Duke snigger “that’s it boy, inhale it in deep, good boy” I pulled my mouth off Bobby's teen boy cock as Dukes climbed onto the sofa and I grinned watching as Duke started licking and slurping at the lads neck as he kneaded Bobby’s big pecs his deep voice soothing the boy, “mmmm chicky you taste like sweet honey” before plunging his tongue deep into the boys mouth, in the meantime I started to tug at the waistband of the kids bikini, in fact I chuckled “atta boy” as he raised his hips so I could pull them off easily threw them into corner. I was enjoying feeling Bobby’s cock and balls, in fact I was enjoying every inch of his boy body while he just leaned back enjoying the attention in his tweaked little mind, I looked up as Duke pulled his mouth away leaving a trail of spit that dribbled down onto the lads big cushion pecs and grinned as the kids glazed eyes bulged as Duke pulled off his swimsuit and showed his fat ebony cock to the boy, Duke bucked his hips making his cock swing and bob with a clear glob on precum forming at his piss slit, he stood closer and Bobby licked his lips “like that black meat chicky?” bobby exhaled a deep breath, nodded reaching up to take it in his hand but Duke backed away sitting down in an armchair with his legs spread idly playing with his cock grinning “well it ain’t gonna suck itself chicky, c’mon” I rubbed the kids back “go on son, you know you want to” and smirked as bobby crawled off the sofa and went on his hands and knees over to Duke, my own dick twitched dribbled precum as I watched the lads melon like muscle arse cheeks bob invitingly as he crawled over to Duke, the fact that his tan lines made a perfect little white triangle on his butt just made it look all the more sexy to me, and I thought to myself ‘great target’. Bobby stayed on his knees, grabbing Dukes dick with his hand and leaned forward taking Duke’s dick into his mouth, Duke placed his big hand on Bobby’s head pushing the kids mouth further onto his dick ”that’s it white boy you suck that black daddy dick”. As Bobby moaned as he slurped and sucked on Dukes big knob I stood up shucking my shorts releasing my thick veiny dick and picked up the goody bag, I walked over and winked at Duke as I got down behind the kid dropping the bag and pulling his arse cheeks apart, Bobby groaned and moved to look over his shoulder making Duke sneer “you just keep fucking sucking that cock boy”. I could not help but sigh “beautiful!” as I gazed down on the kids hairless sweet little pink fuckhole, it looks so perfectly innocent, Duke smirked “nice?”, I broadly grinned “fucking lovely my friend”, I ran my finger over the kids pussy hole and was delighted to see it pucker in response, I spat on it and bobby squirmed and groaned and spread his knees as I slid my index finger in the his hot little hole and chuckled “it seems our new pig boy likes his pussy being played with!”, Dukes sneered “fuck yeah” and then pulling the lads mouth of his dick “that right boy, you like things up your shitter”, Bobby moaned “Yes Sir!” before plunging his mouth back onto Dukes dick as I fingered his sweet little cunt. I pulled my finger out of the kids clit and delighted in seeing it pucker and pulse as the boy moaned exasperated that his hole was now empty, I ran my hand over his lovely bubble butt “don’t worry boy you won’t be empty for long” and I opened our goody bag pulling out the Tina enriched jar of lube, I dipped my finger into it getting a nice big scoop of it on my finger before gently applying it only his hole and pushing it inside, digging in deep before removing my finger and picking a nice sized lump of Tina from the goody bag and winking at Duke who place both hands on Bobby's head ready to hold fast. I placed my hand on the small of the boys back and pushed the lump into the boy’s cunt with the other. We held Bobby firm as he bucked and writhed at the lump fizzed and dissolved in his hole, the burn really hit the kid hard, he started sweating profusely and flushed bright red, gagging on Dukes dick, I could feel the boys anal muscles clench and spasm as they tried to expel the Tina, but I kept my finger firmly up the boy butt as the chems were absorbed sneering sternly “stay fucking still slut!”. After a little while the kids breathing started to settle down, and I could feel his pussy relaxing round my finger so I pushed another one in along side making the boy moan and wiggle his butt as I gently finger fucked him and he started to slurp and suck on Dukes fat dick as Duke laughed “fuck yeah pig boy bobby”

Chapter 9: Entertainment … and four men walked into the room. The first man was one who I recognized. David Johnson is a member of the Board of Directors of the company. The tall black man was an occasional visitor to the office. As always, his suit was impeccably pressed and perfectly tailored to his athletic frame. I had never actually spoken to him, but he had a reputation for his brilliant business sense (he had sold his first tech company five years ago when he was 24)… and for his ruthlessness when anyone got in his way. The next two men were strangers to me. One was short and stocky. He wore a suit as well but it was stretched He watched Calvin and I, both with our pants still pushed down, with barely concealed contempt. The third man was thin. His suit hung limply around him. His face was gaunt with the wasted look that every gay man recognized. If the stocky man looked at us with contempt, this man appeased us with what can only be described as hunger. The fourth man didn’t look familiar but there was something in the way that he looked at me that made me think he knew me somehow. He was about 40, his hair gray around the temples, and he had his suit jacket tossed over his shoulder. “Well…” Mr. Johnson said. “This is a pretty picture.” I felt Calvin scramble beneath me and try to pull his pants up. I took a step back. “Stay where you are!” We both stopped and Mr. Johnson nodded. “Dan has outdone himself this time.” We must have looked confused because a couple of the men began to laugh. “Oh yes.” Mr. Johnson said with a hint of a smile. “Dan and I go way back… we were kids together. We even became POZ around the same time. These days we have a little arrangement. I use my connections to make sure his company gets construction projects and he makes sure I get… let’s just say he makes sure I get entertained.” Mentally the pieces began falling in place. A construction foreman willing to take so many risks, doors left open for strangers to come in, cameras placed in this room… I had forgotten all about those cameras when I saw Calvin earlier. This room had been set up specifically to provide “entertainment” as Mr. Johnson called it. Had I not stumbled into it, someone else would have been steered here. Maybe that was how Calvin had ended up involved. “These gentlemen are… associates… of mine. We’ve had a busy morning and now it’s time to relax a bit. You are going to provide that relaxation. Do you understand.” “Yes, sir.” I replied. Calvin nodded. “Good. Get out of those clothes. Now.” The four men watched as Calvin and I quickly stripped down until we were standing naked in front of them. The four men were still fully dressed and watched us from their position near the door. “Turn around and bend over the sink counter.” Mr. Johnson ordered. “You are both very familiar with the position.” Calvin looked a little scared and glanced my way. i gave him a small reassuring nod and we turned around and bent over next to each other using the sink to support us. Our asses were raised and on display. The gaunt man moved first. He ran his hands appraisingly over me but then moved to Calvin. “I’ll start with this one.” His hands ran down Calvin’s back, then caressed his ass. His palm split my assistant’s crack then he easily pushed two fingers inside him. Calvin grunted at the invasion. The gaunt man turned and faced the others. “Nicely opened up.” He laughed. He pulled his fingers out and put them in front of Calvin’s face. “Open your mouth, boy.” Calvin obeyed and the gaunt man inserted the fingers, with traces of the two loads Calvin had taken, into his mouth. The fourth man was standing next to me now. He unzipped and pulled out his dick. Even though I didn’t recognize the man, I recognized the dick… this long but thin dick had fucked me on Wednesday. He bend over and whispered into my ear. “I’ve been wanting to drop another POZ load into your ass for two days, make sure my Gift takes.” I took his dick into my mouth without being asked and he quickly started to get hard. The gaunt man had removed his pants, saying something about not wanting to get cum all over them, and was rubbing his dick up and down Calvin’s crack. As always, I found myself appraising the dick: not quite 7 inches, reasonably thick, and cut. His hands were gripping Calvin’s hips, pulling him back slightly, positioning his cockhead at Calvin’s hole. Calvin’s eyes were closed and he was breathing heavily. I doubt he had expected the day to go like this when he came to work this morning. The gaunt man pushed forward and sank his entire shaft deep into Calvin’s ass. I could see Calvin’s face clench in pain but the gaunt man let out a sigh of contentment. “Yeah, boy.” He said. “Grip that cock. Squeeze your pretty little hole for me.” He began thrusting vigorously. This seemed to get my man excited and he pulled out of my mouth and he walked behind me. I was not lubed, and hadn’t been fucked today, so it was a bit harder for him to slip into me this time. He was determined, however, and his narrow shaft was able to pry me open. I moaned as he worked in and out of my hole, pushing deeper and deeper. I could see Mr. Johnson still near the door. He was watching and rubbing his crotch. The bulge forming there was already… impressive. Meanwhile the stocky man had taken the place near my face. He pulled out his dick and pushed his uncut cock into my mouth. His shaft was short… maybe 4 1/2 inches or a bit less… but very thick. His dick head tasted salty like piss. I’ve never been into waterspouts, but I was so turned on I swirled my tongue around his head and under his foreskin to ensure I cleaned every drop. The gaunt man was pulling his dick entirely out of Calvin’s hole and then slamming the full length mercilessly back until his balls slapped against Calvin’s ass cheeks. The impact was enough to move Calvin’s entire body. Calvin’s mouth was open and a low moan of ecstasy escaped from somewhere deep inside him. I could see his dick was hard and red. He was close to blowing another load although his hands were on the counter to keep himself balanced. My own top was sawing in and out of my hole. “God.” He said. “Look at these two pussyboys! Two little whores taking any dick they get offered.” His hand slapped hard against my ass. “You like that boy? You love getting filled with cum don’t you.” I could only moan in response as the stocky man’s dick was filling my mouth. “Yeah. Just a cheap slut, aren’t you?” He glanced over at his neighbor and noticed Calvin’s hard dick. “Hey, Jim.” he said to the gaunt man. “Looks like your boy is loving your dick. He’s about to blow.” The gaunt man only grunted. The stocky man, however, pulled out of my mouth and moved over next to Calvin. He gave Calvin a little kiss on the lips, which Calvin returned, allowing the man’s tongue into his mouth. The stocky man then scrambled under Calvin and took his dick into his mouth. I could see Calvin tense up. The stocky man reached back and slid a thick finger in next to the gaunt man’s thrusting dick. Calvin’s eyes snapped open wide and his whole body shook. The stocky man’s throat began pulsing as my assistant lost control and shot his load into his mouth. At last his body sagged with release. The gaunt man grabbed his hips and held him in place. “I’m not done yet, bitch.” he continued to thrust fiercely in and out. Calvin was clearly feeling sensitive now, but didn’t complain and met each thrust. I could feel my own top, however, swelling inside me. “Ugh! Here comes a toxic load for you, you dirty slut.” As he had on our previous encounter, he pushed deep inside me and I felt his thin shaft convulse deep in my guts. “Oh, yeah, you motherfucker. Take my seed.” “Thank you, sir. Thank you for your cum.” My man took a moment to catch his breath then slid out, pulling a trail of his cum out to slide down my ballsack. He had barely stepped back when the stocky man took his place. While the dick was short, his girth was so much bigger than the previous one that he still had to struggle to stretch my rosebud enough to get inside. He was already hard and I knew he wouldn’t last long. The man who had just pulled out brought his dick to my mouth and I quickly took it into my mouth. A little cum was still dripping from the head and I lapped it up. He pushed into my throat and held it there although he was softening. The gaunt man was getting close now. His fingers were digging into Calvin’s hips. His face contorted as his thrusts became erratic. “I’m going to cum! cumming!” The man with his dick in my throat laughed. “Yeah! Fuck him up. Give him the bug! The fucking little slut wants it.” “Yes!” Calvin moaned. “Please give it to me. I want it! Give me part of you to keep forever!” “Take it, boy. Take it.” The gaunt man said. His voice barely a whisper. His thrusts began to slow. This was too much for my second top. The stocky man’s dick pushed a final time into my hole and I felt him pulse inside me. “Here is another positive load for you.” He came quickly and pulled out. My ass felt empty without his thick shaft inside me. I felt him push two fingers deep inside me, scooping up some of the cum. I turned and saw he also had a couple fingers on his other hand deep inside Calvin. Then he pulled out of both of us. He pushed the fingers with the cum from Calvin’s ass into mine and the cum from my ass into Calvin, working us both deep. “There you go. A little cum from each of us for both of you.” Mr. Johnson finally moved closer from his position by the door. “Ok. That’s that’s the warmup act done. Now it’s time for the main event."

A day passed, and I had already jerked off and came to the video three times. My ass was still sore and a little stretched out, as I had the buttplug in my ass holding in the stranger's cum for most of the previous day. Although I had already came several times, I was still horny. I started searching for porn online, with men tatted like the stranger who had filled me with cum the day before. I had just stumbled upon a video of a older man with a biohazard tattoo, and I was immediately reminded of the hot stranger. I searched for biohazard tattoos, and I was stunned. He was poz, and I had made sure that he came in me. I had poked holes in the condom, and I let him fill me with his toxic jizz. For as shocked as I was, I had a raging boner. I was turned on that he had bred me, and more than likely pozzed me, and that I had it all on camera. I watched the recording again and blew another load all over myself. Fast forwarding a week, I had sneaked into Chad's email and found the stranger's email address. I had contacted him and we hooked up three times that week, each time he filled my ass with his toxic cum. Meanwhile, I had been devising a way to poz Chad without him knowing and thus making him think that he pozzed me, and I finally had a plan. "I'm not so sure about this." Chad said meekly. "I've never been to a place like that before." "Neither have I," I lied, "But it will be fun!" We were talking, of course, about going to a bathhouse in town. I knew it would make Chad nervous, which was key, as Chad then takes Zoloft. "Ok, ok, you convinced me." Chad replied with a smirk. "I'll just be right back a moment." He went to the bathroom and I heard some shuffling of pills. Knowing him, he would take twice the amount he normally does. Everything is going according to plan. We left our place and headed to the bathhouse, a modest looking place from the outside, but a den of decadence and exhilaration on the inside. We got inside after paying for a private room, with me half-carrying Chad. He was stumbling a little, no doubt losing his coordination after taking a little too much zoloft. I smiled as we got to the room and he started undressing. He looked a little drunk as he swayed back and forth. He's shorter than myself, standing at 5'11", with brown eyes and short brown hair. He's skinny, about 150 pounds and a little bit of muscle. He has always been a total top, and was very proud of his 8 inch uncut cock, but I knew he would be bottoming today. "Mman, this ish going to be sho much fun." Chad slurred as he swayed sideways into a wall, his cock half erect and swinging as he fell. I smiled and began getting undressed, knowing that he won't remember any of this. We left the room, Chad learning on me, one hand on is own semihard dick, and the other on my 6.5 in hard cock. My arm was wrapped around him as we walked down a hallways to a room with a mattress, a couch, and a few tv's in the walls with porn on them. The mattress was stained with the bodily fluids of countless men, as was the couch. There was a heavy set man on the couch watching the porn and jerking his dick. His cock seemed to be around 5 inches, and not very thick. He wasn't too attractive, with a face only a mother could love. My cock twitched as I saw him, and he grinned as we came into the room. I set Chad down on the mattress, and he giggled for some reason. "Your friend alright there?" Said a voice from behind me, and I felt a greasy hand cup my ass. "Yeah, he just took too much medicine." I replied. I turned around, and could smell his breath, like a mixture of ass, eggs, and fish. I got on my knees to avoid kissing him and started sucking his cock. I got his cock nice and lubricated and then said "I want you to fuck my boyfriend." "You sure? He passed out." Replied the man. I looked back. Sure enough, he was out like a light. "Yeah, he loves taking loads. He would be angry if I didn't get you to cum in him." The man kneeled down and grabbed Chad's ass and put it in the air. He looked pitiful, face down and passed out. I was rock hard. The man slid his thin cock into Chad's ass. "Shit, he's tight for being unconscious." He said. It didn't stop him from fucking Chad's ass though. He wasted no time getting to full speed, his stomach resting on Chad's ass as his thrusted his dick into my boyfriend. I knew Chad would never want to have sex with a man like this, and I loved watching it. "Fuck man, I'm going to cum." The large man moaned. "Cum in him, cum in my boyfriend's ass." I said as I was jerking my cock. That sent him over the edge. He moaned and pushed himself as far as he could go into Chad's ass. I looked around and saw a young black man watching. He was maybe 25 years old, but he had a 6 inch cock and average girth. I gestured for him to come over as the large man left. "I can fuck him? You want me to use a condom?" The black kid asked. "Nah, he's ok with it. He wants you to fill him up to." I replied. He smiled, "No problem, I haven't cum in a few days." He spat on his cock and slowly penetrated Chad's hole. He must still be a little tight, I thought to myself. The kid started fucking and I looked around. There wasn't anybody in the room. I got up, my dick leaking precum from watching Chad's ass get bred for the first time, and started exploring, looking for the next cock to cum in Chad. I walked around the bathhouse, looking specifically for somebody with a biohazard tattoo. About 10 minutes passed, and I hadn't found one. Disappointed, I sat down in a hot tub with a couple making out. They were hot, mid thirties and shaved heads with black stubble across their pale faces. The taller of the two had a hairy chest, the other looked like he may be hairless. They pulled away from each other as I got in to look at me. Curiously, the taller asked "You look down kid, ain't no reason for that here." He spoke with a deep voice and a southern drawl, which amplified his sexiness. "My friend was hoping to take a load from a poz guy here, but I haven't found one." I responded. They looked at each other and smiled. The smaller one chimed in "We are both poz. Just found out a few days ago. We'll be happy to help you out." I smiled and we all got up. I finally saw their dicks, both hard and massive. The tall one was 8 inches long, thick, cut, and veiny, with a small bush of pubes and lowhanging balls. The smaller one had a 7 inch cock, also cut but not as thick, with a tight ball sack and stubble for pubes. Excitedly, I took them to fuck my boyfriend. When we got to Chad, he was still asleep, with three men around him. The two men standing were peeing clear streams of piss on Chad's unconscious body. From the looks of it, it wasn't the first time as the mattress was pretty soaked already. The other man had his fist and wrist up Chad's ass. He removed it as the three of us walked in. "This guy's takin' loads apparently." He said in a gruff voice. "We just came in him if you three want a turn." The tall poz man smiled and stepped forward. He spit on his dick and jammed his dick hard in Chad's ass. When he pulled out, there was a little blood. "Perfect," he moaned, "We'll charge him up for ya." He started making long thrusts deep into Chad's cum-filled ass. I felt a finger probing my hole, which was shortly followed by a hard dick. I winced in pain and moaned, as I was forced down onto the wet mattress, urine filling my nose as the cock forced it way deep inside my unlubricated ass. I turned around and saw the shorter poz man fucking my hole. "Don't worry," he said, "After I cum in your ass, I'll have another load to charge up your buddy." He was an excellent fucker, he varied the speed of his strokes, thrusting deep in my ass every time. I heard a moan come from the taller poz man, and I heard him fucking Chad faster and faster. "Fuck yeah! Take my poz load!" He moan as he fucked Chad's knocked out ass faster. He moaned again and slowed down, and eventually pulling out. He got up and moved towards my face, lifting up my head to his cock. "Clean it." He said, and I obeyed. I put his softening cock in my mouth and tasted cum, lube, and a hint of iron. He started getting hard again. The poz man fucking me started to moan and his dick started spasming inside me. I could almost feel the ropes of hot poz jizz shoot out of his cock and into my ass. He got up, his cock still hard, and started fucking Chad's ass. "Damn," I said after pulling the tall man's dick from my mouth. "Can he really cum again?" "Yeah, and so can I." He got up and shoved his dick in my ass at full force. I cringed as his dick pierced my asshole. He was definitely thicker than his partner. I lost track of time as I was getting pounded, my head pushed down against the piss-soaked mattress. The man fucking me came first and furiously. He slapped my ass and moaned as he filled my hole with his toxic load. He pulled out and quickly turned me around, forcing his long cock down my throat. My eyes watered and I heard his partner moan as he came in Chad's ass. The poz cock was pulled out of my mouth, but a second later his partner's cock replaced his in my mouth. I then cleaned his poz cock off in my mouth. A few hours later, Chad and I were back at home. To make sure that the cum didn't drip out of his stretched ass, I put my butt plug in his ass. I had showered him off and cleaned him up before he regained consciousness. He woke up on the couch and moaned painfully. "Shit...I feel like I was hit by a truck, and then fucked by it." he said slowly. "Damn, you went crazy, Chad." I lied. I then proceeded to tell Chad that he started sucking every dick he saw and telling everybody that he was taking loads. He believed it, and apologized that he acted that way. I smiled and accepted his apology, but I was smiling because I knew that Chad was definitely pozzed after that amazing trip.

nice...i'm always turned on by subs that service guys twice their age

Part 3. White boy got around to Asian slave's face and presented his still semi hard cock covered with piss and cum. Asian slave automatically swallowed the whole thing deep down til he was rubbing his nose on the white boy's pubic hair. He was moaning with pleasure as he choked himself on a white cock and used his throat to clean it off. White boy laughed and pushed the head down after slapping him across the face few times. As the Asian slave started to run out if air and tried to pull back, I helped the white twink to keep down my Asian slave's head by pushing his head down from behind as I slammed my cock into his hole. Even after getting used for hours, his hole still remained somewhat tight and I felt it gripping onto my cock as I pounded his hole. Asian slave must have lost consciousness for a while as we didn't let him breath as we used both his holes. The moaning stopped and his hole relaxed all of sudden. I looked at the white boy as he slapped Asian bitch slave face really hard but never stopped pounding his hole with my cock. After couple of slaps, Asian slave started to moan again as he moved back and forth on our white cocks. The first thing on his mind after his little passing out we're our cocks, what a good fucking Asian slave. Everyone saw this and started to laugh at my slave. White twink pulled his cock out which made my slave to chase after him and whimper when he couldn't reach white cock as I pulled him in to meet my fucking. A blk man placed him in front of my slave and he started to go crazy excited at the sight of a big blk cock. He started to beg for it. "Please let me worship that cock. Please feed my throat. Please use my hole. Please please please!! " He was so desperately hungry that he started to cry. When he was permitted to deep throat and choke himself with the blk man cock deep down his throat and bury his nose on the man's pubic hair, my slave started to mumble words that sounded like "thank you" but basically inaudible since he kept the man cock deep down his throat and refused to let it go. The blk man found this amusing and took out his phone to tape my slave choking and gagging himself on his big blk man cock. As my slave continued his focus on worshipping the cock in front of him, I continued to fuck and use his hole til I came. After a while, my Asian slave's hole was bred by everyone except the blk man cock that the Asian slave worshipped for hours. We pulled him off the cock and he still looked hungry for more sex even though his knees were bleeding and ass bruised from slapping. I ordered him to get dressed and leave. He looked at me with pleaful look but I didn't budge. And after few minutes, he was gone. We talked about how nasty he was and laughed at how he might be reaking and leaking of piss and cum out of his hole and laughed. Before I left, I gave my number to the blk man and the white twink to call me if they need my Asian slaves service again.

Woof. I am a committed pig. :-) Love cum, love bb, love hookers. lol

Part Two As the slim Asian boy crawled around the living room to keep our cocks hard and wet, the white twink bottom that previously played came out to living room and stood watching my boy for few minutes before he got down on knees and joined my Asian boy in pleasuring our cocks. When they crawled between my legs and wrapped around their tongue on each side of my red hard cock, I took a quick picture and fed them more smokes from the pipe. White boy took it hungrily but the Asian boy tried to refuse so I slapped him and told him that was his order. Since this was the first real hard slap on his face, he seemed a bit shocked but quickly he learned the lesson and took hits on the pipe I fed him. As he hungrily mounted my cock down his throat looking up at me with his slightly teary eyes, I looked down at him and wrapped my hands around his face. "You are so pretty and doing such a greta job so far. Just obey my orders and you will be fine. Your main focus is to please our cocks no matter what happens. I can see in your face how much you want and love our cocks. Don't you want our cocks? " The boy nodded his head. I told him to answer with my cock in his mouth and he made some inaudible sound. I told him he's a good slave boy and that sounded like a fucking animal. As we continued our mouth fucking session, I kept on telling my Asian boy how he's perfect for this and how much we love his sexy body. How he's loving the cocks and how much he loves to worship our cocks. After repeating this for almost an hour, my boy replied with my words when he was asked questions about who he was and what he loves to do. Stage 1 of training is done and now time to move on to stage 2. I told the boy to crawl to the middle of the room and arch his back with his ass sticking up high. I pushed him down on his waist and pulled his legs further and few other adjustments after he was in a fucking sexy position. I told him this was his breeding position and to remember it. Guys came over to us and ran their hands over my boy's body as their cocks touched his body. He moaned and started to move closer to cocks as they touched his body. At my signal, everyone just held him down. The young white top shoved my boy's head down on to the carpet. I placed the head of my cock at his opening which was frantically opening and closing with anticipation. I showed that to the guys and we all laughed. I started to push it in, feeling the soft lips of his ass and slowing the inside muscle of his boy pussy. The boy was tight and he must felt pain but he couldn't do anything not even to scream with my buddies' control over his body. I just took my pleasure without noticing his reaction until I was able to open all the way up til my balls rested on his butt cheeks. As I held it there for few minutes, I started to feel the boy's pussy getting slippery with my precum, sweat and HIS ANAL JUICE!!! This boy's body was really welcoming this fucking cock. "Hey guys his boy pussy is coating my cock with his pussy juice. Come and look." I pulled out most of my cock resting just the tip as the guys looked. Boy's tight hole opening wrapped around my cock head and I could see it being pulled out as I pulled back a little. My buddies and I teased his hole with few short strokes as we watched his hole opening being pulled in and out.... my cock looked hot all shiny with his pussy juice and sweat. I took a last glance before I shoved it all the way in and pulled all the way out. I kept on pumping him long and deep like that and slowly I felt the boy's body backing up to meet my cock. My buddies let go of holding down his body as I held on to his hit bones to control the pumping. He pushed himself up on elbows and started to pump my cock into him. I was pleased with this fucking bitch's enthusiasm and let him control fucking of his own hole as I held on to his hair and pulled him back. My young white friend stood in front of my boy and started to feed him his cock while he slapped, spat and whispered dirty talk to my boy. My boy kept on saying thank you to us as he was clearly loving our cocks. The other white bottom boy must have gotten jealous so he put himself in breeding position next to us and started to beg. "Please someone fuck my hole please please please." The black guy and one white guy placed them behind him and started to double fuck his loose hole. My boy's eyes were glued to the scene for few minutes before his mind snapped and asked, "are you wearing a condom?" I told him we don't have any in the apartment and asked him if he wanted me to stop fucking so I can get condoms. He said please.... I was so mad but I pulled out. As I pretended to get ready to go buy condom, I signaled the young white top to feed my boy more smokes and a booty bump. After 3 more hits, my boy was hi again. The young white top shoved a rock into his hole and roughly started fucking my boy's hole. Boy tried to push the young white top away but as the T melted his body just started to welcome the intruder. I moved over to his mouth and slapped him hard few times as I fed him my cock. "Do you feel that nice cock in your pussy? Feel how your pussy loves that cock in there, big and raw? That's how you love, you got it? Do you still want condom? " "No Sir. I love your big raw cocks, sir. " "Do you want us to breed your hole?" "Yes, please breed my hole sir" I slapped him few more then when I let go, he whispered "thank you" The young white boy told my Asian boy-now my slave to keep his ass up and started to pee inside of his ass. After a long piss they just kept that position for a while. I stepped back to take few pictures. Young white boy told my slave to hold on to his gift as long as he can as he pulled out. My slave was good and held his ass tight not spilling a drop out of his hole. As I looked into his eyes, they kept on rolling to the back of his head. This boy just got his first piss in ass and was flying high like a kite. Now he was ready to be bred by all our poz seeds. (to be cont'd)

I got mine 2 wks ago. My first load in me cause I usually top. But met this hot guy off CL , he couldn't host se we used the mens bathroom at my clubhouse. He didn't rim me, just spit finger me and pushed inside. I got used to it since I'm VERY tight and he pumped away and asked if I wanted his load I said fuck yeah I want your load. Give it to me and he did. Now I'm cum crazy, always home alone and really wanna host orgies or gangbangs but no such luck in michigan. Can't wait to get loaded and load guys back in nyc