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got fucked by a hot 19 yr old last night....met on A4A, HIV status not mentioned, safe only was in his profile...He was eager to bareback my hole and put a load in me deep....was one hot fuck.. he's eager to hook uo again. Hope i just got stealthed pozzed.

My favorite sleazy fuck was at the end of Folsom weekend 2014. I was walking home from a sex party, with 18 loads already in my ass (some from the sex party, some from random fucks during the Folsom Fair). I saw this hot older daddy. Tall, dark hair, broad shoulders, big mustache. Cruised him hard and he followed me down a side street. I bent over a dumpster on the street and he unzipped and slipped his big fat daddy cock inside of me. And it was big! A solid 9.5 inches (Maybe 10?), uncut, and thick. Was a good thing my hole was already loobed with lots of cum and loose from being fucked all day. I grabbed onto the dumpster and felt like the nastiest whore in the world, getting fucked by this total stranger, with 18 other strangers loads already inside me, leaning over a dumspter in the middle of the sidewalk. He bred my hole good, then I turned around to clean it off with my mouth. Tasted so tangy and salty, his cum mixed with all those other guys. He zipped up, I pulled up my pants, and went home a happy little whore.

The lights came on at 3:00 A.M., just as the security started ushering the masses out of the club. Once out on the street, Luke looked for familiar faces of his friends and saw no one he knew. He was drunk and shirtless and sweaty. He checked his phone and saw the text message string saying all had left, some heading to after parties, some heading home. “Shit” he said to himself, not wanting to pay for a cab all by himself. When looked up from his phone, he noticed a man eye-fucking him from just a few feet away. He looked back down at his phone, suddenly feeling shy and drunk and happy, and when he looked up again, he briefly studied the stranger. The man was least 15 years older, maybe more, all muscles, tattoos, and piercings. He’d apparently just exited the leather bar next door and not the night club from which Luke emerged. The leather man was totally not Luke’s type, but Luke was drunk and horny, and needed a ride home, preferably without his gossipy gaggle of friends to judge any decision he made at this particular point. Pulling on his shirt, Luke glanced back down at his phone, trying to focus sufficiently to pull up the text messages from his friends, but as he did so, he noticed in his peripheral vision a pair black boots approaching. Looking up, Luke found the leather man was his side. “Hey. I’m Steve.” “Luke,” he replied as he automatically stuck out his hand. “Wanna come back to my place?” It was the most direct pickup line Luke had ever heard. “Yes," Luke replied, even before he could consider the alternatives. Twenty minutes and a cab ride later, Luke found himself walking through Steve’s massive loft wondering what he was getting himself into. From behind, Steve approached him and began caressing the 25 year old prize with his strong, knowing hands. Luke, it should be said, had a boy-next-door aura to him, and at 5’11, 170 pounds, he was muscular and lean. Inhibitions were flaring up as the alcohol buzz wore off a bit, and Luke wasn’t sure he was game for this tryst with an older guy. But that didn’t matter, as Steve was decidedly in control. Coming up behind Luke, Steve reached around Luke, unbuckled the younger man's trousers, pushed them to the floor, tweaked Luke's nipples and simultaneously grinding his his crotch against Luke’s supple ass. “I probably shouldn’t…” Luke whispered with a little resistance, until he felt the whiskered jawline making its way between his butt cheeks. He moaned in delight. “Fuuccckk” he said as Steve’s tongue penetrated his hole. Steve enjoyed making Luke melt, and as hot as the foreplay was, he knew it was only going to get better. Soon, he'd be leaving an indelible mark in Luke's cunt, marking it forever that he had been there. And indeed, Luke's cock was rock hard. If he had been asked, and had he been able to answer coherently, Luke would probably have asserted he had ever been so aroused as he was under Steve's expert attention. Luke was, in fact, dripping copious quantities of pre-cum, and that was before either Luke or Steve even touched Luke's cock. After a few minutes, holding Luke's body against his, Steve stood up and undid his belt and pants. They fell to the floor. Now, both men were half-dressed, with their shirts on and their pants/underwear on the floor below. Luke felt a massive dick pressed downward in his crack and felt Steve’s hairy legs against his. Luke was questioning the trajectory of the night. This was not a romantic encounter – this was him in a stranger's house with his pants on the floor about to get fucked. He’d never really had such a tryst, and it felt cheap and raunchy (albeit exhilarating and hot). Was he going to let it go forward? Did he even have a choice? Luke tried to turn around, figuring his exit plan would be a blow job and a kiss goodbye, but Steve knew his seed needed to be implanted in this twenty-something-god. He knew it from the moment he saw Luke. And Steve wasn’t going to let the power shift in this encounter, even if such would involve Luke’s perfect lips on his cock. So he just held Luke tighter with one arm and grabbed his cock. He glided the tip of his dick up and down Luke’s crack, lingering at his moist hole. “Fuck” Luke said, as the feeling of the Steve's dick against him was utterly overwhelming. Naturally his brain flirted through an array of concerns, but he finally settled on letting this happen. “Slut it up tonight” he said to himself, kind of proud at his decision. Steve positioned his dick against Luke’s hole and began to press forward. In response, Luke tensed-up in pain as the monstrous tool invaded his ass. Steve, however, knew how to get his way, and calmed Luke urging him “Relax, boy. Let go and take it.” Steve's deep, resonate voice did the trick, and Luke responded by doing his best to open up as Steve’s huge and veiny dick made its way deeper inside him. “Fuuuck” Luke moaned. He’d never taken such a big dick before, and his body was tearing to accept it. Ever patient, Steve slowly sunk in, pushing in a little and withdrawing a little, gradually getting deeper and deeper. He finally bottomed out, balls-deep in Luke's ass. As Steve reached full depth, he kissed Luke’s neck and announced “I’m all the way in." Luke smiled in satisfaction. “Hot. So fucking hot.” Luke was elated that the most painful part of the encounter was likely over and was ready for the pain to become lustful ecstasy. And the slut inside him was kind of proud for him taking a stranger's raw dick. Steve withdrew a little, and then pressed back into Luke’s ass. And again. And then he pulled almost all the way out and slammed back into him. Finally, Luke was there: Steve's monster dick had invaded his ass completely and was now thrusting in and out with less resistance and more pleasure. Steve meanwhile, had found his fuck rhythm, and was pounding Luke’s ass with tempo and determination. Both men were sweating through their shirts, and beads of sweat ran down their legs. Steve’s balls were smacking against Luke’s. A few more minutes of Steve ravaging Luke’s cunt passed, before Steve grunted into Luke’s ear “I’m close.” Luke whimpered. “Fuck yeah” and let out a few moans. “I’m gonna breed you," Steve announced. Luke loved this kind of dirty talk, so responded “Fucking breed me. Shoot your load in me,” flexing his ass muscles to work and milk Steve’s huge cock. Steve rammed his dick deep inside Luke and a spasm of pure physical pleasure erupted as Steve’s toxic load spurted into Luke’s torn interior, coating the young man's fuck chute, and exposing Luke to the wrath of Steve's prior exploits. With Steve’s raw dick still in him, fucking the big, virus-laden load ever deeper into his ass, Luke feverishly jerked his cock until he shot his thick load onto the carpeting. Afterwards each man pulled-up his pants, and exchanged numbers with the other. Luke also had to borrow cab money, and with that he headed home. **************************************************************** To be continued.

Gay men are lucky. When all you want is some good, hot sex, forget playing message tag on all those hook-up apps. If you go straight to a sex club, you get to check out the merchandise, for real, and pick out whatever you want. Plus, if you decide that one guy isn’t as good as he looked, you’re free to end it, and make another selection. As for the cost, all you have to shell out money for is the price of admission, and one or two bottles of water. Then, it’s an all-you-can-eat buffet, of cocks and asses, from the time you get there until they close the place, around 4 in the morning. I tend to be way too shy, and way too particular about who I have sex with, so, before I leave the house, I make sure I load up on some artificial courage, namely, Tina. That way, the shyness, and nervousness, and inhibitions roll right off me, and, instead of hanging back, watching other guys having a hot time, I magically become one of those guys. After I get cleaned up and cleaned out, I load the glass pipe, and stand in front of the bathroom mirror, watching myself blow clouds. I don’t know why that’s a turn on, but it is. I love watching other guys hit the pipe, and I love watching myself do it. The whole process gets me worked up, and gives me an instant hard on. I’m serious. It’s hot just looking at the little baggie because I know how good I”m going to be feeling, just 2 or 3 minutes from now. Although I love to watch myself (or anybody else) blow out a huge white cloud, when I’m preparing to go to a sex club, I’m a lot more concerned about getting seriously fucked up, without burning through a large portion of my stash. That involves sucking a big cloud into my lungs, then blowing it into a condom, then sucking that same cloud back into my lungs, again and again, maybe 15 or 20 times. Then, I repeat the whole condom exercise, 4 or 5 more times. The end result is that I’ve taken somewhere between 60 and 100 hits, instead of just a few. Now that my heart is racing, and I’m feeling like I can take on the fuckin’ world, it’s time to get dressed and hit the road. My go-to gear is a jock strap (any color but red, since I haven’t been trained for that, yet), black leather bare assed chaps, vest, biker cap and my motorcycle jacket.

The first time I got force-chemmed and raped was my first visit to NYC. I was barely 21, in the Army, all buffed out and a bit over-confident as I explored the gay-scene for the first time, alone in a strange dangerous city I had no business exploring by myself. I was walking down a dark, narrow, deserted street taking a shortcut on my way to check out a popular gay dance club I had heard about that was rumored to be frequented by gay college jocks my age. This hot Latin guy was leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette at the opening to an alley. We checked each other out as I went by. He was wearing faded jeans and a wife beater that hugged his torso showing off his nicely muscled chest and arms. He had some hot tats and this bad-boy look about him that made my dick hard, so after passing him, I turned around to look again. I noted that he was checking out my ass, and when he saw me looking back, a sly grin flashed across his face. He dropped his smoke, cocked his head toward the alley in a "follow me" gesture, and disappeared into the shadows. I was feeling a slight buzz from a few drinks I had earlier, which undoubtedly clouded my judgment. There were no thoughts of danger flashing through my mind, only this burning desire to feel this guy's naked body up against mine. I remember wondering if he was gonna fuck me or if I was gonna fuck him. I didn't care which it would be. Maybe both if I was lucky. I didn't have any condoms with me and that fact didn't even register in my mind. When I entered the alley, it took me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the dim light. I could barely see him ahead of me in the distance. He was waiting for me outside of what looked like a doorway. As I approached, I heard the door open and he disappeared inside. I followed him, enjoying this little chase thing we had going. I found myself inside a dark hallway. I could smell cigarettes and alcohol. I could hear muffled voices. I couldn't tell where he had gone so I started down the hall. I checked the first few doors, which were locked. When I got to the end of the hall, I opened the last door and stepped inside. I found myself in the back of a long poorly lit room. There was a small bar counter to my right with a couple of guys sitting on stools and chatting with a bartender. There were a couple of pool tables toward the front of the bar, each with a single bare bulb hanging over it. I heard nothing but Spanish being spoken and quickly realized I was the only white guy in the room. As I stood there, taking in the scene, the occupants of the room noticed me and the place fell silent as all eyes turned to me. I sized up the situation quickly and the alarm bells were starting to go off in my head. There were about 12 guys, all Latino, roughly 20-30 in age I guessed. It was hot as fuck in this room and everybody but the guy I had followed in here and myself had their shirts off. These dudes were all in damn good shape and I realized they looked like gang bangers. I noticed a couple fresh tattoos on the two guys nearest me that looked like prison tats. This was not what I bargained for. I started to turn toward the door planning to retrace my steps out into the alley. That was when I heard the door shut behind me and the click of the deadbolt. I knew I wasn't going out the way I came in. I saw another door at the far end of the room and started calculating how I was going to reach it. I'm a tough, wiry, scrappy fucker but I realized there was no way I was going to be able to fight my way through these guys. When I saw a guy at the front door throw the bolt and lock us all in, I knew that I had fucked up royally. Swallowing my panic, I figured I'd better make friends fast. I forced a smile onto my face, walked directly up to the hot guy I had followed in from the alley, and said, "Hey amigo, can I buy you a drink?" The room was silent as he ran his eyes up and down my body and I could see the lust in his eyes. I felt like I was in a fucking meat market and I was the new meat. After what seemed like an eternity, he smiled at me and said, "No white boy, you are my guest, let me buy you one." The whole place erupted in laughter and everyone turned back to their conversations and drinks. I felt such a wave of relief sweep over me I thought my legs were going to buckle. My "host" fired off some commands in Spanish to the bartender, who got busy mixing our drinks. My Spanish is shitty and these guys all spoke some kind of dialect that rolled off their tongues like gun fire. I was clueless what they were saying. In no time I had a cocktail in my hand and I was invited to play a game of pool. The guys at the closest pool table cleared out to make way for us and the game began. The cocktail I was drinking tasted REALLY good...not too tart, not too sweet. It was like something you would have on a beach in a warm climate, but I had never tasted anything like it before. My host had the bartender make me a second one and about half-way through it I started feeling really light-headed and unstable on my feet. I plopped my ass onto a stool and someone asked me, "You feeling alright white boy?" I tried to respond but my tongue felt thick and all that came out of my mouth was gibberish. Several of the guys around me chuckled and the sound of their laughter sounded like it was echoing down a long hallway. I started to fall off my stool and a hot muscle guy with huge arms caught me. He picked me up and laid me on my back on the pool table. My host, the hot guy in the wife beater, came up to me, leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Relax and enjoy it white boy. We're gonna show you the best time of your life tonight." The realization swept over me that I had been drugged, and the panic was starting to build inside me again. My mind was fully engaged, but I had no control over my body. I could see what was happening and feel it, but I was helpless to do anything about it. Guys in the room were stripping their clothes off and I could see guys playing with their cocks. I heard one guy say in English that he had gotten a taste for white boy ass in prison and now he couldn't get enough of it. Several other guys agreed with him. I watched as my host peeled out of his wife beater, then stripped out of his pants. He had purposely positioned himself so I could watch him strip and he was giving me a show. He had a gorgeous chiseled body with 8-pack abs. I was totally hot for him while simultaneously scared out of my wits. The combination of fear and lust was oddly erotic. My mind was doing this tug of war in my head. I realized that I was about to be gang raped by these guys and my reaction alternated between panic and lust. I was scared to death and horny as hell all at the same time. My cock had a mind of its own and it was rock hard. My host took notice and I saw him smile, knowing he was getting the response from me that he wanted. I could tell he got off being in total control of the situation and having me powerless. It dawned on me that I couldn't do anything about it anyway so I might as well make the most out of it. My host walked up to me wearing nothing but boxers. His cock was straining against the front of his boxers creating a tent effect and I could glimpse his cock through the overstretched fly front. He dropped the boxers revealing the biggest slab of cock I had ever seen -- even in pornos. It was long, thick, and rock hard. He stroked it as he showed it to me and told me I was going to enjoy being his faggot for the night. He told me how he was going to tear my ass open with his mammoth cock and how all his buddies were going to watch him fuck me before they took turns in my ass. I was thinking there is no way humanly possible that something that large could be made to fit into my ass. Boy was I wrong. My host said something in Spanish and then I heard him say, “Gibron is going to get you ready for me.” I wasn't sure what that meant until I felt someone grab my arm and pin it to the table. Someone growled in my ear "hold still motherfucker" and I felt something stick my arm. Then I heard, "got it," followed by, "hold on white boy and enjoy the ride," as more guys chuckled. Seconds later I felt a weird sensation. My pulse quickened, I felt a source of intense heat gather in my chest then burst, like a sun going super-nova, spreading outward through my arms and legs like liquid metal until the energy burst from my fingertips and toes erupting outward like jets of super-hot plasma. The heat in my chest rose up through my lungs and into my throat as I coughed violently a couple of times. The noise inside my head sounded like a freight train roaring through a tunnel. My vision changed suddenly and I could see nothing but star-bursts and colored lights. I couldn't focus my vision and my eyeballs wouldn't hold still. They bounced around in my head like a balls in a pinball machine. I experienced the sensation of weightlessness. It seemed as though my body has risen up off the pool table and I felt like I was floating. It was without a doubt the most intense and most pleasurable sensation I had ever felt. I couldn't help but repeat over and over, "oh shit", "oh fuck", "oh shit", "oh fuck." Then I became aware of my cock, standing straight up and rock hard, with this sensation of fullness and heat building inside of it. It felt like my cock was swelling and that it would burst outward from the pressure. Suddenly I felt the heat gather at the tip of my cock, and without any stimulation, the biggest cum load I have ever shot erupted from the head of my dick. My dick was like a fountain, with spurts of cum shooting several feet into the air and spraying in all directions. When the geysers subsided, cum continued to drain from my cock in a steady flow for what seemed like minutes. I was soaked in cum and could feel a huge pool of it forming underneath me on the table. It must have been impressive because I heard several remarks like, "fuck man look at all that cum!", "I've never seen a guy shoot like that!", and "I didn't know a guy could cum that much!" Then I felt multiple tongues on my body licking my load off my skin. The sensations of having these guys touch me were amazing. The next thing I was aware of was my host's tongue and fingers playing with my ass. He was telling me how much he liked my hot, tight, pink hole and how much he wanted to put his huge cock in there and own it. I realized that my ass was craving cock like never before and I found myself lusting after that mammoth cock he had showed me earlier. I felt confident that I could take every inch of it and I was eager to show him how much I wanted it. I knew in my heart that I would give every ounce of effort inside me to take all of him and that I wanted his load in me. In fact, I wanted every last motherfucker in that room inside me and I wanted every one of their loads. I tried to say something to that effect and someone bent close to my ear to hear my confession. He stood up and announced, "He says he wants all of our cocks inside him, right now, at the same time." That got a big laugh from everyone. Someone asked, "How much did you give the kid?" I heard, Gibron say, "Point 8, and I've got lots more for him when he wants it." My host walked up and showed me his hard cock. He held two beer cans in his hand end to end aligned alongside his dick. His dick was the same diameter as the cans and slightly longer than both cans put together. He asked me if I was ready for him to bury his tool in my guts. I wanted it desperately but the size of the thing scared me. Before I could answer he said, "It doesn't matter what you want cuz you're gonna do what you're told, faggot." He walked around to my ass, put the head of his cock against my tight hole, and with one shove he rammed it in ass far as it would go. I felt him bottom out inside me and heard him say, "No faggot. You're gonna take all of it, not just half." I felt him push harder and I was sure he was up against my diaphragm. It felt like he was tearing a hole through my intestines. I could hardly breathe and I felt like I was going to pass out. I tried to scream but nothing came out. I remember a tear falling from the corner of my eye and rolling down my cheek. I remember thinking I had never felt such pain inside my guts. I remember thinking I was going to die and wondering if I would wake up in heaven. Just then, I felt something inside me relax, and I felt a 'pop'. His cock slid further inside and it felt like another two feet of hard dick slid into me. Suddenly I could breathe. Suddenly the pain was gone. I heard my host say, "That's the way white boy. You know you like that monster cock. Relax and enjoy every inch of it." I began to be aware of how fucking amazing this guy's cock really was. He had me stretched to the point I didn't think my hole could get any larger. He liked that tight feeling and he told me so. He was sliding his cock all the way out until just the head was inside me, then sliding it all the way back in again. With each stroke, there was a point in the middle somewhere where I would fell that resistance and that pop, and each time he passed that point a burst of pure pleasure would radiate through my body. It was fucking amazing and I thought, “Maybe I am dead and this is heaven?” It dawned on me that my version of heaven would be spending eternity with an endless supply of hot tops with huge cocks to fuck me, tight bottom boys to take my cock, and this wonderful shit called tina flowing through my veins. The rest of my time at this place was amazing. I had no concept of time. Every so often someone would slam another rig into my arm, and I took every cock in the place multiple times. At one point I heard someone ask how many loads I had taken and I heard, "at least 30 so far". I was both proud and amazed. Every time someone would pull out of my ass, I could feel my hole gape open and cum would run out of my ass and down my butt cheeks. At one point my host laid down on the pool table next to me and I was lifted up by many hands. I was really wobbly, but they set me on top of the host and fed his massive meat into my ass so I was riding him from the top. It slid in easily this time and felt really great pushing up so deep inside me. I was starting to rock on it and ride it when someone grabbed me by the neck, pushed me forward so I was lying on the host's chest, and ordered me to hold still. My arm was pulled straight and I felt something tighten around my bicep. I felt a sharp stick and that amazing heat flooded through my body again. I shuddered and whimpered. The host whispered in my ear, "You love that rush don't you white boy?" I answered, "Yes sir. I don't ever want that feeling to go away." I felt the head of another huge dick push against my hole. There was a steady pressure for a long time and the voice said, "Fuck! This white boy is tight!" I felt a finger slide inside me alongside the host’s massive cock. The finger worked around for a few minutes, then I felt another finger, then another. After a few more minutes, the fingers came out and they were suddenly replaced by the second cock sliding in and filling my ass beyond comprehension. I moaned in pain and pleasure. I didn't think anything could feel better. The second cock slid back and forth inside me, rubbing against my host's dick and stretching me further open with each thrust. This went on for a long time until both guys announced they were getting close. They were both grunting and snorting and telling me how hot my ass felt and I came for the umpteenth time without touching myself. As my cock released, my ass convulsed around their cocks and they both shot their loads inside me at the same time. After they pulled out of my ass, my ass felt empty and it felt like there was a piece of my soul missing. I didn't like the feeling and needed something in there to make me feel whole again. I started begging for someone to put something in my ass, anything. I felt someone slathering my ass with this thick, creamy substance and felt fingers teasing my hole. In and out they went, working my hole, stretching it larger and larger. Soon I experienced four fingers and the narrow blade of the hand. Then it became five fingers and the intensity grew exponentially as the volume of the hand changed from flat to round. The hand was removed for several seconds while something cold and wet was sprayed onto my ass and into my hole. The cold liquid turned hot on contact and burned for a second, then I felt this warm sensation flood my ass and the irritation inside my hole disappeared. I heard the aerosol can spray again near my ear and I could smell some chemical. Someone shoved a wet cloth in my mouth and told me to breathe through my mouth. I took a deep breath and I got an instant warm, fuzzy feeling. My head started to swim and my vision closed in like I was looking out through a tunnel. I was fighting to focus my mind and stay conscious while someone was working hard on my hole. I was aware of someone's hand wedging my hole open and the fullness felt like someone had parked a truck in my ass. Someone stuck a bottle of really strong poppers to my nose and told me to inhale. A few seconds later I felt my body relax and the hand pushed really hard. I struggled to get away but several guys held me down so I couldn’t move. Someone sprayed more liquid on the rag and stuffed it back in my mouth. I was given another big hit of poppers and I felt my ass open up. My ass seemed to have a mind of its own and it started to stretch open as if begging for the hand. I heard the guy fisting me say, “Yeah white boy, suck that hand inside!” I felt him change the angle slightly and the intensity of that small move was off the charts, then suddenly the hand slipped all the way inside me. I felt instant relief and heard a chorus of approval from those that were watching. The hand worked itself around inside me and started to play with my prostate and cock from the inside of my body. It was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt. I started oozing LOTS of precum from my dick and it continued the entire time his hand was in there. At one point a guy pushed his cock inside me alongside the guy's wrist and I felt him unload inside me. Several other guys followed suit and I took several more loads that way.

When Pete and I finally got everyone out of the room, we decided that we should probably call it quits and go home to get some rest. "Let's go take a shower and get some of this grease and lube off before we pack up," I suggested, still horny from the hot sex and endless supply of chems. "Yeah, I think we're gonna smell like Crisco for a week!" Pete grinned, rubbing his hands over my sweaty chest. We headed down to the first floor where there's a large community shower and hot tub. We soaped up our bodies several times until our hair was no longer matted with grease and J-lube. We were still enjoying the effects of the "X" and the water running down our hot bods when this guy walked in and joined us. From the neck up, he looked like a typical preppy (clean cut, glasses, GQ face - think Victor Webster!). But down below, he showed signs of a wilder side... he obviously worked out - great body, tight abs, muscled arms with shoulder to bicep tattoos, pierced nipples on fully-pumped pecs, nice-sized veiny cock surrounded by clipped black pubes, and a biohazard tattoo on his right buttock. Pete and I gave each other a wink, and decided maybe we weren't done, yet! "Man, I loved watchin' Mark fuck you with that big dick of his," Pete said, loud enough for our new buddy to hear. "Yeah, I was definitely ready for it after the fisting he gave me!" I said, making a point of bending over and sudzing my ass. "Fuck, my hole is so hungry right now - I need to get fucked or fisted, bad!" Pete moaned, as he backed up to my semi-hard cock. Our buddy was trying to not pay attention to our talk, but his dick definitely heard every word. Still hanging down, it was easily as thick as a beer can - - - and growing! We grabbed our towels, dried off and as we were walking out of the shower said, "Maybe we'll both get lucky!" We took our time getting back to our room, stopping for a tour of the second floor and the maze. Things were really slowing down, with only a few diehards like us (going strong from chemical assistance) not willing to miss one more fuck. The floor of the maze was slick with cum and lube, and the strategically placed black lights illuminated a few white towels draped over shoulders or padding the knees of a hungry cocksucker. As we were leaving the maze, we literally ran into the guy from the shower. Pete and I took the opportunity to fondle his hard body under the guise of steadying ourselves... "Be careful in there - the floor's kinda slippery," I grinned, rubbing the back of my hand up and down his chiseled abs. I could feel his stomach flex as he pushed his crotch forward and rubbed his thick cock against my thigh. The "x" was making us both touch-feely, and Pete was having a great time playing with the stainless steel ring in his right nipple. "Sorry - we've been partyin' pretty hard, and you feel fuckin' great!" I said, letting my hand drop down to feel his fat meat. "Yeah, I think we're probably on the same level - I've been partyin' some, too!" he grinned, placing one hand on my butt and the other on Pete's. Feeling no additional signs of interest from our sexy shower buddy, Pete and I headed down the hallway toward the stairs, glancing back to see our friend slowly making his way into the maze. As soon as we were back in our room, I loaded the pipe with a huge rock and fired it up with the torch. We each took a big hit, and then took turns giving each other a hefty booty bump. "I thought we were leaving," Pete laughed, as he threw my leather harness toward me. "Hey, I didn't see you tryin' to get away, either!" I laughed back. After we got our leathers back on, we each filled a syringe with J-lube and injected it up each other's sleazy fuckhole. "Hey, we better open the door, otherwise we're gonna miss him if he walks by!" Pete said, realizing that we'd been caught in one of those chem time warps. I jumped up and opened the outer door, while Pete put one of our fisting DVDs into the portable player we had brought. We laid down crotch to crotch and started feeding a large, doubleheaded dildo into our pulsating chutes. "Look at the ceiling!" I moaned, noticing the mirror image of two hot leather dudes feeding their hungry holes. "HoT!!!" Pete managed to say, opening his ass to take more of the big rubber dong. "Definitely HoTTTTT!" said a voice in the doorway. We turned to look and see our tattooed, muscled, fantasy man standing there with a leather duffle hanging from his shoulder and wearing a fully-packed, black leather jock. "So this is where the PNPigFest is! I saw your message on the chalkboard when I first got here, and I've been lookin' for you guys ever since," he said, setting down his bag. "Mind if I shut the door?" "Fuck - shut it, man!" Pete said quickly. "I'm Kyle," he said extending his hand. "Pete - Jim," we answered, shaking hands. "Mind if I smoke a little?"Kyle asked, pulling a glass pipe out of the leather bag. "Only if we can join you," I laughed, grabbing our pipe and torch. "Man, I am so fuckin' horny, and x-in' and spun - hope you guys wanna play!" Kyle rambled. "Hope you mean playin' with that huge cock or your fists," Pete replied. "I think we can manage that," Kyle said, taking a deep hit from his pipe. I reached up and massaged his stuffed leather codpiece, while Pete chewed on one of Kyle's nipples. He just stood there awhile, waiting for the smoke to kick in, and enjoyed the two of us exploring his hot body. Kyle grabbed the bottle of J-lube and squirted a large glob in the palm of his hand. "Let's see - if I overheard right, you've been fisted tonight (looking at me), so it's Pete's turn to get his ass stretched." Pete wasted no time in pulling his legs up and exposing his open hole. Kyle stuck three fingers in and immediately felt the "pre-lube" we had done. "Mmmmmmmm! PIGs is right! How long have you guys been here?" he said, working his hand in a wider and wider circle in Pete's hole. "Three and a half days - - - but we did go home for a few hours," I quickly corrected myself. "Fuck! I got a tweet from a fuck buddy of mine about a couple of hot party pigs at Midtowne. That's what convinced me to head down here!" Kyle said as he just about had his hand in Pete's butt. "Oh yeah! Ohhhh yeahhhh! Ffffuuuuuccccckkkkkk!" Pete moaned, as Kyle's hand pushed past his sphincter. Some of the J-lube oozed out and pooled on the rubber sheet on the bed. "Glad we finally found each other!" I said, kneeling behind Kyle and rubbing my hands up and down his muscular torso and in between his perfect butt cheeks. Kyle worked Pete's hole expertly, occasionally pushing back against my sweaty crotch "Hey, would you mind gettin' that baggie outta my bag and givin' me a booty bump?" Kyle asked, smearing some of the excess lube on his own ass. I sat up and followed instructions. "Mmmmmmm!" Kyle moaned as he squirmed on my powdered finger. "You guys are so fuckin' hoTTTT!" After another ten minutes of workin' Pete's ass over, Kyle closed his fist and started a nice punch fuck. Pete's hole gaped open each time the fist pulled out, and I could tell by his breathing that he was in pig heaven. "Okay. Now grab that black butt plug outta my bag and work it in my hole," Kyle directed. (This guy was definitely no preppy...) The butt plug was extra-large and still had signs of grease and lube on it from earlier. I smeared some Crisco and J-lube on it for good measure, and then started pressing it into Kyle's musclehole. For a minute he stopped fisting Pete, and I heard him take several deep breaths. When I heard him exhale a long one, I pushed upward and felt the huge plug pop in. "Oh yeahhhhhhhhhhh!" Kyle hissed. "You ready for some of my big cock?" he stared at Pete, taking his fist out and reaching into the codpiece of his leather jock to lube up that piece of meat that first caught our attention. As his cock hardened, he unsnapped the codpiece from the jock, revealing another leather piece that acted as a cockring for his thick cock and heavy, shaved balls. He was also wearing a heavy, chrome, donut cockring and a 1" ballstretcher on his balls. "Hold on," I whispered in Kyle's ear. I grabbed the baggie and sprinkled some of the white powder on the fat head of his cock. "Sweet!" he whispered back with a big grin. Pete's hole was still gaping open; his sphincter a thick, purple pucker, pulsating, begging to be fucked. Kyle knee-walked forward, positioned his obscenely thick cockhead dusted with "T," and sank it deep into Pete's guts. After the intense punchfucking, Kyle's dick was an easy fit for my pig BF's sloppyhole. "Oh no you didn't!" Pete said wide-eyed, as he started to feel the burn from the chems on Kyle's cock. He knew just who was behind it, too. "Now you know why he's my kinky, pig boyfriend," Pete told Kyle while reaching over and grabbing my Viagra-hard tool. (Pete and I split a "little blue pill" just before Kyle came up to the room !) Pete's cock was thick, and laying to one side, but I knew it could "cum to attention" if needed! Not to be left out, I grabbed our Ty Fox dildo and easily slid the big, rubber dick in my lubeslick hole. "Damn, you guys are into some BIG dicks!" Kyle grinned, ramming his meat back into Pete and watching me plow my hole with the fat dildo. "Damn, I love gettin' fucked by a monster cock!" Pete babbled. "Feels so fuckin' good in my hole, man! Hope you're not ready to cum yet, 'cause this feels tooooo fuckin' good!" "Are you kiddin'? When I party, I can fuck for days without cummin'!" Kyle smiled, grinding his muscular hips against Pete's greasy butt. I grabbed a paper towel to wipe the sweat and grease off my nipples and re-attached the tit clamps to my "x"tra sensitive tits. I had to pull my nipple rings straight out so I could get a good-sized piece of my nipple clamped in the rubber-tipped clamp. I reached in our bag of toys and hauled out our largest dildo, "Jumbo Jack," and slathered it with a mix of Crisco and J-lube. Pete reached behind him and grabbed our baggie and held it out for Kyle to dip his finger in. The lube on his finger acted like a magnet, and when he pulled it out, I knew I was in for a TreaTTTT! "Here, piggy, piggy!" he teased, keeping his finger upright so as not to spill any of the crystal. I got on my hands and knees, backed up to him and Pete and pulled my muscled buttocks apart so he had a clear shot to my dripping hole. "Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh!" I sighed as the shit burned in my over-used slot. While his finger was massaging my insides, he was pulling out the huge butt plug from his own asshole. He pulled his finger out of my hole and sucked the remains off with his sexy lips. "Do me, man!" spreading his cheeks apart, not once removing his giant cock from Pete's ass. My hands were just as greasy, so the bump I pulled out of the bag was major! The butt plug had left Kyle's hole gaping open, so I easily slid the bump in without losing any. "Ohhhhhh, ffuuuccckkkkkkk!" Kyle moaned. "I'm gonna need to get fucked, soon!" There wasn't much left in the baggie, so I gave Pete a liberal bump sliding my finger in between the wall of his hole and Kyle's huge cock. Then I laid back and started feeding the Jumbo Jack dildo into my nasty pig hole. It's a huge dildo, with an abnormally large head (the part I like!) Watching the three of us in the mirrors was like watching the hottest porn film on earth! I guess I looked needy, 'cause soon I felt a hand take over the feeding of the giant cock in my hole. Then it slid out and I felt someone squirting a large amount of warm J-lube into my stretched manhole! When I finally opened my eyes, Kyle had stopped fucking Pete and had moved directly between the two of us. He was working both of our holes with his hands! I grabbed the chain on the tit clamps, tugged and yelled, "Fuck me! Fist my hole! Fist both our FFuckin' holes!!! Pete had attached his tit clamps, too, and he was riding Kyle's left hand like a buckin' bronco! After a good 20 minutes of heavy duty fisting, I could tell Kyle was about to collapse. We were all sweating like the chempigs we were, so I put up my hands signalling a time out. Leaning over to Pete's ear, I whispered, "We're not being very good hosts. I think we need to work his hole over!" "Hell, yeah!" Pete whispered back. I passed around a bottle of water for everyone to rehydrate a little. We all smoked a cigarette to relax, and then I winked at Pete that it was time for us to take over. Each of us took one of Kyle's pierced eraser nipples in our mouths and began a light chewing. He immediately responded by writhing on the bed and moaning like a true pig! While he was distracted, Pete and I each grabbed a leather wrist restraint and quickly fastened it on each of Kyle's wrists. I went first and stretched his arm out and attached the restraint to a bolt on the side of the platform bed. Before he knew it, Pete had done the same with the other arm. "What the fuck!" Kyle yelled, surprised at the scene reflected in the mirror above him. His muscular body pulled half-heartedly, flexing a bicep here, a pec there. I filled a syringe with J-lube and told him to hold still (I knew he really wanted his ass played with, so this was more of a roleplay deal). "Oh man, that feels soooo good!" he moaned as the warm lube filled his cavity. I started working my fingers in his hole, while Pete prepared his nipples for the clamps. When they were secure, Pete attached them by another chain to the "D" links on his ballstretcher. Everytime his cock jerked, it yanked on his "x" sensitive tits! I now had four fingers in his hole, and the lube was running out like crazy. I grabbed the can of Crisco and made a big deal of showing him while I plunged my hand in for a big glob of grease. "Please, sir! Fist my hole! I need my hole stretched really bad! I'm so fuckin' hungry! Please! Please! Please!" he babbled while twisting in the restraints, which then caused the nipple clamps to tug on his huge, stretched tits! Pete squirted more J-lube on my greasy hand, and I mixed the two together to create a nasty, slick, fucklube. Kyle's ass was on fire now, and I easily slid my hand in in one smooth motion. "Ffuuucccckkkkkkk!" he cried. "Oh, God! That feels so fuckin' good!!! Punch my hole, sir! Stretch it with your fist!!!" Kyle's reaction had made Pete's and my cocks rock hard, and we new it was time to fuck our little musclepig. While I continued to feed Kyle's slutty hole with my clenched fist, Pete dug through our bag of toys for his favorite cockring/ballstretcher. It's all leather - heavy leather cockring that snaps around cock and balls, and then a 1 1/2" leather ball stretcher that's attached to the cockring with a short piece of leather. Simple, but looks and feels really hot! Pete's got a nice thick cock himself (when he isn't suffering from crystal dick...), with a 00 gauge PA that feels great when he fucks! Standing there in his harness, armbands, tit clamps and cock and ballstretcher - he looked fucking HOTTT! Kyle's hole was making that nasty slurping sound that I love - just right for a good, sloppy raw fuck! "You ready to get fucked, boy?" Pete said in his deepest 'I don't care if you're ready, 'cause I'm gonna fuck you anyway' voice. He was tugging on the nipple clamps and slapping his greased up cock to get it as hard as possible. Kyle's eyes were staring intently on the cock that was about plow his ass. "Yes, sir! I need to get fucked so bad, sir! Please fuck me rough, sir!" Kyle chanted without taking his eyes off the cock. I moved out of the way, and Pete took my place between Kyle's muscular thighs. While I was fisting Kyle, Pete had also put leather restraints on Kyle's ankles with ropes attached. As Pete pushed Kyle's ankles back toward his head, I grabbed the ropes and ran them through each of the eyebolts on the sides of the bed. Now, in addition to his arms being immobilized on either side, his legs were stretched up and out exposing his puckered hole. My sexy leatherman took on a whole new attitude as he sank his pierced cock into Kyle's spongy chute. "Damn, this boy's butt is on fire!" Pete growled. "Good work, Jim! You got him opened up just the way I like 'em. Loose 'n' sloppy! How d'you like that cock in your hole, pig? You like gettin' fucked by a big Daddy dick?" Pete knew how to talk pig with the best of'em. All Kyle could do was pant, and every once in awhile let out an "Oh Fuck!" or "Fuck, yeah!" Meanwhile, I got ready for my own assault on the musclepig's hole. My cock was too hard to put on my chrome cockring, so I grabbed a wide leather band with big chrome pyramid studs. Then I slipped on a heavy, weighted, chrome ballstretcher (the 2 piece kind that you tighten with an Allen wrench). I rummaged through the bag and found a leather "Executioner's Hood" and pulled it on without either of them seeing me. Then I clipped a couple of weights on the chain attached to my tit clamps for an extra tug. I figured Kyle might need a little chem assist, so I fire up the pipe and held it in front of his mouth. He gladly accepted. "Hey, fuckpig! Looks like you're gonna get two Daddy dicks tonight! My buddy here loves fuckin' sleazy pigholes!" Pete sneered as he set the scene for me. Before I got started, I figured I'd have a little fun with our pig. I took our riding crop and started tapping Kyle's stretched balls. Each time, I struck a little harder, causing him to jump, which in turn tugged on his tit clamps! Then I would play in his hole for awhile with the Ty Fox dildo. Back to the crop. Then to the dildo. Finally, I sank my rigid cock into his burning hole. Pete wasn't kidding - it was hot as hell! "Nice hole, pig! You like gettin' fucked? You like flipfuckin' with a coupla parTy pigs?" I taunted him. As before, all he could do was pant, and occasionally mumble, "Oh, Fuck! Fuck, me! Fuckin' nasty pig! Use my fuckin' hole!" When I couldn't fuck anymore, (and none of us were able to cum...) I pulled my fat cock out of his slimy hole and we untied him. "Oh, fuck! That was the best! You guys can fuck me anytime! Fuck!" Kyle rambled on. Pete went to go get more water, while I gently played with Kyle's quivering hole. We eventually showered, packed up, exchanged numbers and agreed to play again (after a substantial recovery). I love bein' a PIG!

I was feeling real horny as I often do, watching bareback porn and chatting with guys on-line. I was already in my gear, which included black leather boots, chaps, jock, harness and vest. Ricky, my Mexican dealer, was on his way over and always liked it when I opened the apartment door when full gear. He will often let me do a test slam if it was new or stronger stuff, saying said it was hot watching me point the product and then my greedy and piggy rush reaction. Rick would have made a great dealer/MASTER as he seemed very interested but was straight. After I hit and Rick left with his cash, I went on a cam site where I attracted a very large following after posting "leatherslave to slam on cam." All the nasty, horny perverts waited and watched as I tied off and registered a juicy vein. "Plunge that liquid into your whore body, slut" I heard one shout and I complied. I was fully slammed-up with chems when I pulled out the rig and let the blood drip from the injection site. Then I did a bit of a sex display show for all, spreading my ass showing my puckering cock hungry hole. After awhile they all went away to watch some other perv slam himself, but one man in leathers, harness and all stayed on and wanted to talk. He was German and was a total LEATHER-SKIN-SLAMMASTER. he only played with white subs who were very submissive, trainable to his ways, obedient, chemical user, leather wearer and ready to be owned. We agreed to meet that night at a bar in Silverlake. I was to come as I was on cam but not to slam myself as he would point me soon enough. At 10 P.M. I parked my car and walked down the street into the bar. I was only one in leather - with my ass exposed and soon I began getting some grabs and attention from some of the patrons. A bear trucker started talking with me and grabbing my crotch and ass as he told me how he wanted to fuck me. "Slave belongs to me his MASTER" a German accent came from over the bear's shoulder. The bear back away as a towering hunk of man stood before me. He wore excellent quality, skin-tight leathers. "Master likes what he sees in the flesh and wants to own and dominate it. Slave wants to be Mine?" MASTER pulled a leather collar off his belt and locked it tightly around my neck, quickly adding a chain dog lead. MASTER then lead me around the bar like a dog displaying me to the patrons, chatting with some buddies and showing me off like a toy. A couple of his buds asked him some questions about me. While I couldn't hear everything MASTER said, I did hear him say he was going to video most of our session for everyone. Before I knew it we were outside and I was put in his backseat, my hands cuffed behind my back by chain link and locks. MASTER sat next to me with car door closed and windows tinted very dark. He then chained my collar in such a way that I was forced to sit straight-up, my head immobile. Without a word Master pulled out a bottle and poured some of the contents onto a rag which he then placed up against my nose and mouth. I could not help but inhale the drug which knocked me out within seconds. I woke up in some other place sometime later. I immediately realized that, while unconscious, I had been fully-shaved - my skin was smooth and hairless, and that a leather hood with only mouth opening, no eye slits, had been placed over my head. In addition, a throat gag was in my mouth, and I was still collared, my wrists and ankles were shackled, and it felt like some sort of cold metal device had been inserted deep into my ass. MASTER had me prepped while I was knocked-out. Within a few seconds of having come-around, MASTER welcomed me back as he pushed an IV butterfly splint right into my arm vein. A clear tube lead to a syringe injection area. MASTER drew up some blood to see that he was in a vein, then pushed a syringe of fluid to clear the line so He could feed meth directly into his slave. MASTER enjoyed feeding his slave chems as I would feel often huge chem rushes throughout my body. The gag was only removed for MASTER's large cock and chempiss. Slave's chemmed hole was front and center of his training and ass abuse. A huge meth slam would invade my body as heavy metal rods were being forced deep inside slave's hole. I felt the sting of sharp needles being punctured through and around my stretched ass walls, cutting and bleeding of slave's tissue and flesh as slave felt the sharp blade of a knife cut into it's skin and slave's ass leaked of meth-infused blood. Of course slave was rough-fucked bareback many times and many of MASTER's cum loads were dumped into slave's ass, ensuring MASTER's cum made its way into slave's system. When MASTER skull-fucked me, slave could taste MASTER's sweet juice and slave's anal blood mixed into a toxic brew. Slave was kept for many days as MASTER's play toy, always in bondage, unable to leave. When the meth started to wear off slave could feel pain in its overworked ass. MASTER heard slave's moans and would feed another dose of meth into the tube. MASTER also had implanted a metal wire electronic device into slave's anal walls. MASTER tested it by sending a direct shock at different voltages into slave's ass. This had the effect of keeping slave under MASTER's control and to punish slave if slave was slow to obey MASTER's orders. Over time MASTER modified and altered me into an altogether different creature. Slave's body was acid washed to kill all hairs and any potential regrowth. A GPS and slave information chip was implanted into back of slave's skull so slave could be tracked and identified. Slave's voice box removed so slave could only make barking sounds. Eventually slave's dick and balls were surgically removed as there was no use for them on a slave. Slave's training was finished with mind-fucking and heavy doses of brain-washing so slave has only one role: to serve MASTER.

Pandora's Box Pure fiction! I was on my way home from work one Saturday night when I passed by my favorite book store, which by chance, I hadn't visited for quite some time. I was pleasantly surprised to see the parking lot was full, so I decided to take a look around. Entering the store, I knew I would need some one dollar bills to feet the video machines, so I approached the man seated on a stool behind the counter to break the twenty that was in my pocket. The clerk was stocky, had a big beer belly and, to my amazement, was naked from the waist down, and he had been stroking a nice, big, fat cock. It turns out he had been watching a bareback video of a group of men gangbanging a guy. "Private party tonight. We're closed." He looked me up and down his eyes settling on my crouch which was starting to bulge. I didn't look up as my gaze was focused on his cock. Something about his brazen behavior encouraged me to comment "Damn, I was really looking forward to sucking some cock tonight," adding "That's a hot video you're watching. Makes me wish I was getting fucked bareback by all those cocks." "You got any stds?" he asked. "Been tested?" "No, and yes, I'm clean" I replied. "Show me" he said. He could tell I was confused by his order, so he added "Take of your clothes and show me your cock and ass." Now I hesitated, not sure if he was joking. "You said you wished you we're getting gangbanged bareback so let me see if you look like the kind of fuck pig we like." I've only been fucked a few times and the thought of getting used by more than one guy had my cock straining to get loose. Although I'm over 60 I'm still in very good shape. I keep my ass, balls and cock shaved and I'm always being told how sexy I am. "I'm told I am very fuckable." I was wearing only a pair of gym shorts, a tee shirt and sneakers, so I slipped my shorts down and my seven inch cock was already sticking straight out. I am naturally smooth and have almost no hair from my neck to my crotch. The clerk definitely approved as his cock jumped to full attention. I bent over and spread my ass cheeks, giving him a view of my little brown fuck hole. No sooner had I done this than he spat in his palm and lubed-up my ass, massaging my hole with his index finger, probing deeply, and then offering me his finger to suck. "Lick bitch," he ordered as he stuck it in my mouth. I did as I was told. His finger, of course, smelled and tasted like my ass. I greedily sucked away. He apparently liked what I was offering 'cause he remarked "The fuck pig who was supposed to be here tonight didn't show so you get to take his place," adding "There are about 15 guys back the back now with more on the way." "Has everyone been tested for HIV?" I asked. "Positively" he replied. "We want to treat that negative cunt of yours properly," as he picked up a black felt marker and briefly wrote on my ass cheeks. "What are you writing?" I asked. "'Bareback fuck pig' and 'Cum here' with an arrow to your fuck hole. We want to make sure everyone knows you want your ass filled with spunk." "Now we need something nasty for your face". "How about", "clean your fuck stick here" with an arrow to your mouth? "Fuck stick AND ass cleaner". I suggested. "You are a nasty little faggot fuck pig aren't you". "I am" I replied. He used the market to write the message on my face. Well let's not keep them waiting. Leave your shorts and shirt here. You won't be needing them. Lose your shoes and socks as well". We went back past the video booths to the end of the hall and through a door into a large dimly lit room. There were 4 large screen tvs on the far wall providing the only illumination in the room. I was unable to see anything except the tvs. One was showing a compilation of asses oozing cum. Another was showing a gang bang scene, muscle tops barebacking a twink. The third was a compilation of ass to mouth action. The fourth screen was almost black but I could vaguely make out what looked like a short tall bench. "Fresh meat boys" my guide said. What the fuck am I doing I thought? I'm about to fuck God knows how many strangers bareback, suck strangers cocks and lick asses. I'd never fucked more than one cock at a time and I had no idea if my ass was up for the pounding it was going to get. Oh well, what the fuck, at least they had all been tested. I'd been very lucky as I always let anybody fuck me bareback. "Where'd you get him?" Someone asked. "Totally shaved just like we like them". "The dumb pig cum bucket just walked in". "Said anyone could fuck his negative cunt bareback as long as they were tested". "Wants to rim our asses to". "If they are clean" I added. "Oh we will make sure they are cleaned properly". "What about lube? I didn't bring any". "We got any of our special lube? "Yeah, it was a very busy day in the video booths. " Everyone laughed. "It's edible, smells and taste like cum. I've loaded it into this squirting dildo. What do you think?" He held a cock shaped dildo up to my face and pressed a plunger at the bottom. A clear liquid oozed from from the hole in the tip of the phalanx. It smelled like cum. I licked it and it tasted like cum. "Wow! Smells and tastes like the real thing". "Bend over Cumbag"."Time to lube your cum pit". I bent over and he placed the dildo at the opening of my joy hole. He depressed the plunger as he worked the dildo into my cock pit. He would push it in pull it out, squirt some more lube on the opening then push it in again until he finally had all 6 inches of the dildo in my fuck hole. "Fuck that feels good". "I think I'm ready for the real thing. " He pulled it out and stuck it in my mouth. It tasted like cum and shit hole. "Lick it clean pig". "Now face down on the fuck bench". There were rails along the side for my knees and with my knees up close to my chest it left my fuck hole fully exposed and open to be fucked. The bench was supported by a hydraulic piston on each end which allowed it to be raised or lowered to get either of my fuck holes to the right height. "Ready to get your ass bred?" I nodded. "Beg for it. " "Fuck my ass.""Pump it full of cum"."seed it deep with your spunk" No sooner had I spoken then a cock was rammed hard into my man cunt. "You like that cock in your faggot cum dump cunt" "Fuck yes, it feels so fucking good". "Fuck me hard and deep. Breed my fuck hole". "You like getting fucked by a strangers bareback?" "Yes use me like a piggy sissy boy cum bucket" He started hammering my hole hard and deep. "Beg for it cunt, beg to be fucked hard and deep". "Yes, fuck me hard and deep. Drain your balls". "I want all your cum deep inside my ass". "How did bareback a cum dump pussy boy like you keep from getting the bug?" "Only let hiv negative guys fuck me". I replied. I had to admit fucking strangers bareback with the very real possibility of getting pozed was a turn on. The danger just added to the thrill. " His thrusts were slowing down and he moved cock side to side and up and down as he ground his hard throbbing cock inside my fuckhole. "Well here's your first load of poz spunk you dumbass Cumbag ". A chant of "Poz the cunt"rose from the group of men surrounding us. My own cock was getting even harder. "Look at his cock" someone said. "It likes poz cum". The guy with his cock buried in my ass let out a deep guttural moan and I could feel his cock head swell as he released a huge load of his demon seed deep in my bowels. He kept his cock there until all his poz spunk had been drained in my fuck hole. To be continued.

Used to hang with this hot top Latin fucker. Was about ten years older than me but had this big beer can uncut dick I'd do anything for. He knew I liked darker guys so he used to take me to Midtowne spa in East LA to whore my hole out - bout 50% Latin, 30% black rest Asian and white, so I was in heaven Before we'd go, he'd strap me into this gasmask that had a hole in the front just large enough for a pipe. On the ride over he'd shove a pipe in the hole, lit it up and laughed as he watched the mask fill up with so much smoke I couldn't see. He'd keep my flying all the way making me play with my hard dick. When we got there I'd strip and he take me down to the basement. The place was huge - five full floors and the basement was where the pigs hung out. The basement was almost pitch back and in the back, around the corner there was an old mattress on the floor. There was a dim light above and one wall lined in mirrors. He'd forced me on the mattress face down, blindfold me and tie me spreadeagled down to the rings placed on the four corners. He lubed my hole up and then with his massive hand shove a couple of huge bumps up my begging hole - and then he'd leave heading up stairs to fuck some hole. There I lay, hole gaping and waiting. High horny dudes would walk in, breed and use my hole all day long. Every hour or so my dude would wander back and check up on me. He wanted my hole deep seeded raw, so when he saw condoms next the mattress he grab them up and empty each open deep up up my ass - along with another big bump. This would continue for hours until he wanted to go. Then he walk all through each floor, gathering up every condom he could find on the floor and in the trash. He'd walk down with 30 or 40 used loads in his hand and one by one empty them up my ass. My hole was loose at his point his hand slipped in easily and he fisted those cum loads deep until I was begging for his own load. He climbed on and gave me the one breeding I was beGGin for all day. This continued almost every month for a year and then he moved away

I absolutely love being forced to gag on a cock until i'm drooling all over myself. Love to hang my head off the side of the bed and get my throat fucked deep until my face is a wet, sloppy mess hehe Anyone else enjoy this? Tops, how do you love using the throat of a submissive bottom?

My phone lit up telling me I had a e-mail. I was surprised to see that it was a craigslist reply. I had been cruising the casual encounters section a few days before and replied with pictures to one that said "2 horny tops looking for a bottom" The reply had a phone number and a address with the message saying your hot you want to play tonight? It was friday and I didn't have any plans other than sitting home beating off to some porn. So I text him back saying saying sounds fun what time you want to hook up he ask if I could be there by 8 I said yea that shouldn't be a problem so few hours went by and I was getting more and more excited looking at the craigslist posting over and over one had a thick 8 in uncut cock and other had a long skinny 9 inch cut pierced cock. i showered and used at least 10 or 12 water enemas till I knew my lil pink hole was squeaky clean. I shaved my cock and balls and shaved my ass and bootyhole keeping it nice and smooth . I am 5'9 155 lbs 30 inch waste Brown hair Blue eyes a very average 6 inch cock I had hooked up with maybe 8 guys my entire life so i wasn't a virgin by any definition of the word. I am only 22 years old I had just finished getting my degree in electrical engineering and maintenance. I still living at parents house so I let them know, I was going to stay night with friends. I dressed in my khakis and a button up shirt and a tight blue jock strap. I grabbed four or five condoms from my dresser drawer and my astroglide gel I looked at the time seeing it was 5 min after 7 I knew I had 35 or 40 min drive ahead of me just to get to the address. I said bye to parents grabbed my lil overnight bag and was on my way. I couldn't help being horny the whole way there I couldn't wait to get that long cock down my throat as the uncut guy fucked me it seemed to take forever to get there. I finally pulled in where GPS said "arrived at your destination" I fired off text saying I'm here and walked to the door it was a really big house you could look at it and tell it was built about ac hundred years ago. The house had 3 stories and paint chipped off in several places and the bricks on the foundation were very well weathered. "Knock knock knock" The door opened and I see a tall guy with broad shoulders shaved head probably 6'3 250 lbs wearing a pair of black leather pants and leather vest I thought in my head he is fucking hot .He was very nice invited me in and walked me in asking me if I wanted a mix drink I said sure and he mixed me a very strong vodka and cranberry barely enough cranberry juice to color it pink I wasn't a big drinker, but I thought what the hell I'm not driving and figured it would take nervousness away a little. His name was Marrk and he told Me that John would be down as soon as he got out of shower. I sat there drinking my drink making small talk and he was ask if I liked sucking cock and ask if I was closeted I told him I am Bi and yes I do and yes I am in closet. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs they were loud because they old and wooden. And then i Saw John he was tall and skinny with glasses and semi long hair. He was wearing a small black see through tight shirt and a black pair of speedo looking undies I could see his long cock pushing on the thin material as it hung down his leg I was ready to suck it right then. "So you must be David" he proclaimed reaching the bottom of the stairs. I said that's me. He said are you ready to get started? I grabbed my drink and turned the entire glass up finishing it and shook my head and said yea I'm ready when you are. Marrk stood up and said come on and walked down hall I followed him as John walked behind me grabbing my ass as we went through the hallway I just smiled and kept following. We got to the very back room of the house and I stepped in. The lights were dimmed in there as y eyes adjusted and I looked around. There was a big 60" flat screen on the wall, and a king size bed with drawers built into the bed on the bottom,and a sex swing hanging with chains from a free standing metal frame with mirrors on top so you see yourself when looking up.I was getting more and more turned on and said you" have a entire adult play room" Marrk turned on tv and the laptop that was on nightstand as John said get some those clothes off. I instantly unbuttoned my pants kicked my shoes of got my shirt off till I was standing there in only my jockey. About that time I looked up seeing the tv had the internet displayed on it. Marrk ask me what kind of porn did I like "straight or gay? " I told him straight. It was very rare for me to watch any gay porn I just like straight porn better. He said what should we watch? I told him to try "interracial" he smiled saying that was one his favorites to. The screen went black for a second then the video started. There was a sexy lil blonde girl with 4 big black guys standing around her she dropped to her knees and I saw both Marrk and John standing on both sides of me so I did same thing the blonde did I went to my knees and John pulled his cock out first and started pulling my face towards his long hanging pierced I opened my mouth and started sucking him feeling him getting harder and harder as he shoved his cock into my throat I was choking and spit dripping all over my face he pulled it out of my mouth and said Get on the bed I got on bed and he strapped my arms to the top corners of matress he yanked my undies off and then I felt the leather belt like restraints tighten on both my wrist that's when I looked down and saw Marrk hooking my ankles to a metal bar it was impossible to close my legs after the restraints were tightened I was completely naked and tied to the bed that's when I looked back at the tv and this time Marrk was on a messenger of some kind with 6 or 8 different guys on there webcams then I saw the other screen that had me strapped down all the guys in the messenger could see me I said "what the fuck" John said shut up and just relax I layed back watching all these guys play with themselves looking at me then Marrk said 2 more for sure and maybe another 2. John said great. I interrupted "what's going on"? Let's fuck him while he still so tight Marrk told John and the internet audience John said ok let me get the stuff I saw he pulled a box out from the drawer in the bed it had a big bottle of "rush" poppers and a small baggy that was full of crystal clear shards and a syringe full of liquid and a bottle of lube.

I had not had cable TV and my internet was with my home phone company but their rates were skyrocketing out of control. I decided it was time to get cable as TV signal was constantly changing on local channels and hard to pick up with an old antenna and my internet kept coming and going too. Talked it over with my wife and she went with it also, so we called them to come hook us up with everything new, cable tv service, home phone, and internet all from same company. Now for a little back up story. I am as you see married and had really never done any man2man at all. Wife and my sex life had gone out the window, but that is another story, so I was constantly horny as hell. I am in pretty good shape and play basketball regularly with younger guys and keep up and they can't stop me whenever I decide to shoot and workout about 3 other days per week on my own also. The day of the hookup arrived and the company sent out two guys to do it as we had requested 6 rooms to be hooked up for the cable (5 bedrooms and the livingroom), and the two guys were both somewhere between 25 and 30 years old, and I am not really very good at guessing ages. Both guys appeared to be similar at about 6' and around 190 to 200 pounds. Really did not pay a lot of real attention though and it being quite a warm day both also were in shorts and t-shirts. We have two bedrooms in the basement, which is also were all the lines into the house have to go through before going upstairs to main floor and then to second floor also. After getting main floor somewhat ready, one of the guys and I went to basement so I could show him where I wanted the lines to go and the tvs to hookup. One room has a floor support pole in it leaving little room to maneuver where line and tv had to go. We were very close together as he ran the cable and I was getting the TV ready, basically almost against each other. At times as he got the cable ready and I was putting tv in place there were times when my butt would actually bump against him and some time I noticed that he seemed to be getting a hard on. I was a little curious about that and turned around to say something and could see the outline of a definite hardon through his shorts as they tented out in front of him. I kind of gulped as it looked to be quite a bit larger than mine, which is basically avg. sized at about 6 1/2" and before I could turn back away he noticed where I had been looking. I just about had the TV in place and it was plugged in and I turned it on when he kind of moved forward a little and I felt that big cock up against my ass again. Like I said, I had never done and M2M before but for some reason it seemed to feel good to me and I was a little turned on by it. I didn't move when he pressed against me so it must have given him the signal it was ok as he kind of rubbed his cock against me more and moved so it was pressed into the crack of my ass for sure. I was surprised how much I was turned on by this and just stood there letting him rub against me. With no sex from wife I was horny as hell anyway but had not thought of another guy before. He got bolder and pushed against me harder and then reached around me and grabbed my cock too. I gasped at the feeling of that. He then finally spoke and asked if I fooled around on my wife or not. I told him I never had and had not ever done anything with a guy for sure. He said it sure feels like you like it though and I told him I was horny as hell is probably the reason as wife and I had not done anything in about two or three years now. He turned me around and stepped back a little and then dropped his shorts. He was commando and out popped his huge cock. It had to be about 9" and as big around as a beer can. WOW I had never seen one that big except in a porn movie. I was mesmerized by it and involuntarily almost reached out and took ahold of it. As my hand wrapped around it I took a big breath and held it. It was like nothing before at all. He asked me, since I had never done anything with a guy before, if I wanted to suck him a little to see what it was like. I was a little hesitant, thinking of my wife right upstairs, but the size and feel of that cock was just too much, and throwing caution to the wind, I bent over and got closer and just stared and then took the head of it in my mouth and licked it and sucked. Being my first time I wasn't sure exactly how to do anything else. But after a very short time started to move my mouth farther onto his cock until it was into my throat and there was still more of it to go. I then let it slide out as I moved my head back away and then in again and repeated. It must have been ok as he was moaning some quickly and grabbed my head to help guide me as he fucked my mouth. I was actually enjoying it and could taste what had to be his precum and the taste was nice to me too. As I continued to suck on him, he reached back of me and started to slide his hand into the back of my shorts and then ran his fingers up and down the crack of my ass and stopping each time to kind of tickle my hole some. With the sucking the feelings were fantastic and I was getting hard as a rock from the stimulation. Pretty soon he pushed my shorts down off of my ass and then as I looked up he put his fingers in his mouth and got them wet and then back to my ass and ran his wet fingers around my hole getting it wet with his spit. He went back and forth to his mouth about 5 or 6 times and then as my hole got wetter I felt a finger slip in a little which made me jump, but it felt pretty darn good. This was way more than I had ever thought about. WOW What a feeling.

Bored on Saturday night and wanted some cock in my ass. Fired up the usual apps and posted on cl that my hole was available. Heard from the usual flakes and time wasters, but eventually from a guy who was in my neighborhood looking for some ass. While I was waiting to see if he was gonna show I messaged a guy I saw on a4a radar who was really close by. A few minutes later the first guy showed up. Looked to be in his late 20s, tall, caramel skin, curly hair, and a cute face. I asked him to sit on my couch. We made small talk for a minute, he was obviously nervous but seemed like a nice guy. While we were talking he started anxiously rubbing his crotch. I decided to give him a hand and reached over and gave his semi hard cock a squeeze through his jeans. He took the cue and slid his pants off. As soon as his cock bounced free I hungrily took it into my mouth. He moaned and his erection immediately went to full strength. He had a textbook penis. 6.5", average thickness, nice brown foreskin. It was fun to suck and he was really into it. He saw my poppers on the coffee table and asked if he could hit them. We opened up a fresh bottle and both got really poppered up while I gave his cock a good hoovering. Fortunately the poppers didn't affect his erection at all. He was enjoying himself so much I thought for sure he was going to bust one down my throat. Just when I had decided I was gonna just suck him off and not bother trying to get fucked, he asked me if my ass was clean. I answered by leading him to my bedroom. I got undressed, sat on the bed and tried sucking him some more, but he told me to turn around. I grabbed the lube, slapped some on his still rock hard cock and got ready for some doggy style. It was strangely awkward at first, he would get halfway in then slip out and have trouble aiming for my hole again. What finally worked was me face down on my knees with my ass pointed straight up in the air and him entering me from above. Once he was comfortably inside me he slapped my ass and started giving me a quick jackhammer fuck. His average cock and questionable technique weren't really doing anything for me, but having a really nice, cute guy using my hole like that did turn me on, so I tightened my hole around his penis and groaned and moaned like he had the biggest cock in the world. When I could tell he was about to come I clamped down as hard as I could and pushed back against him so he'd know not to pull out. As soon as he'd shot his load grabbed his clothes and ran to the bathroom. While he was cleaning up I checked my phone and had a message from the a4a guy saying he was ready to pound my ass. I was now even hornier then before so I asked him when. He said five minutes. Guy number one was ready to go so I said come on. First guy left and exactly five minutes later there was a knock in my door. I opened and standing there was a young (maybe 21) black guy. Really dark skin, good looking, baseball cap (with the sticker still on) air Jordan's, and saggy jeans. I wasn't sure it was going to work out, but I asked him in. He sat on my couch and asked what I was up to. I said not much I was just horny. He replied by pulling down his pants and exposing his cock. Even soft it was thick. I couldn't wait to see what it looked like hard so I leaned over and started kicking and kissing the pinkish brown head. It quickly sprang to life and as it got harder I slowly took more and more into my mouth. I love feeling a cock get hard in my mouth and this one kept growing and growing like it was never going to stop. As soon as he reaches full erection he pushes my head down forcing me to take the whole thing. I do my best to suppress my gag reflex as the now engorged head is down my throat and my mouth is opened wide sliding down the incredibly thick base. When he releases me I come up for air and to admire my handiwork.this young guy is truly blessed with a porn star dick. As he sits there in the couch it points straight up. The large perfectly round pinkish brown head tapers perfectly onto a thick black shaft that gets thicker and thicker as you travel down to the base. At the base is a smooth jet black ball sack housing the enormous balls needed to power the missile before me. I don't ask how big it is, but I don't need a ruler to know it's over 9", probably closer to 10". He's not interested in the poppers but I know I'm going to need help to take that monster so I do a few hits and go back to sucking licking and worshipping his beautiful manhood. He sits motionless and does not make a sound, but stays rock hard so I figure I must be doing okay. After a few minutes another hit and I'm sucking and licking his balls. While I'm trying to get as deep under his balls as I can with my tongue, he reaches his long arm around and sticks his hand down the back of my pants. "When are you going to give me that as ass?" He says. We go to the bedroom and he immediately takes charge. He pushes me face down on the bed and carefully arranges my legs and hips to exactly where he wants. He starts slapping his huge meat against my crack and I steel myself for the main event. At the last instant I suddenly realize he's about to enter me dry. Yes I know he's about to get sloppy seconds, but what the first guy left inside me isn't going to be near enough for me to take what this guy is packing. I tell him that there is lube on the shelf behind him. There's condoms too but he ignores those and dutifully squeezes out a handful of gun oil and slicks up his entire tool from tip to base. A little less nervous now I take the requisite hit of poppers and open my hole wide for him. Thanks to the lube he slides into me slowly but steadily. The first seven inches or so are pure thick hard cock heaven. Then I feel the sting of my hole being stretched as the impossibly thick base gets closer and the head leads his rock hard shaft deeper than most have ever been. Once he's all the way inside, he only gives me a couple of long slow strokes before he starts picking up speed and force. I almost ask him to slow down, but then I remember that he very clearly used the verb "pound" when he messaged me so I decided to be a good bottom and take whatever he was going to give me. He had quite a lot to give, slamming his huge tool into my already sore hole with such force I had to work to keep from falling off the bed. I was crying out with every stroke until I eventually lost the strength to fight back and all I could do was day "your cock is so big" as I slowly let him pound my ass down till I was on my stomach and he was on top still drilling me at full force. Turns out that position had him slamming into me at an awkward angle which really hurt, so I started trying to get back on my knees. Once he realized what was happening, he pulled out and said, "turn over onto your back". I did and before I knew what was happening he had my knees up to my shoulders and was on top of me and back inside me. Overall that position turned out to be better, not as much pain, and he was going a little slower. When he brought his hips down I could really feel the fullness of his manhood inside me and feeling his balls slap my was with each stroke really made me feel like I was being properly fucked. He drilled me in this position for a good while. I really wish I had a video...I'd love to see what it looked like with him on top plunging his meat into my poor abused hole. I took it as long as I could but eventually I got a cramp in my leg and told him to stop for a minute. He didn't want to and I had to push him off of me. I told him I just needed to break for a minute. He said "just a little bit more, I'm about to nut". Well I certainly didn't want him to cool down and have to start all over again, so I said okay. I took an enormous hit of poppers and held my breath till I nearly passed out and dropped to my back, feet in the air. He instantly jumped on top and plunged back into me at full speed. The popper rush hit me as soon as he was inside and I rode the wave like a champ as his huge tool pushed the wave higher and higher. With every stroke I let out a yell and urged him to use his big cock to make me his bitch. As the effects of the poppers subsided I looked up at him and realized that he had never taken off his baseball cap! I almost laughed out loud, but as I watched him slowly build up to climax the idea of him busting his nut inside of me while I was staring up at him in his baseball cap really turned me on, and I wanted this to be a nut to remember. I stretched my already sore legs as far apart as I could, and reached down and pushed his hips down with each stroke so he'd go as hard and deep as he wanted. As he got close he was pounding me so hard I was yelling out with each stroke. He took me past what I thought I could endure, and then with a loud moan and a series of long powerful strokes his balls finally unleashed their powerful load inside me. I asked him to pull out slowly which he did. As soon as he was out he reached down, spread my cheeks apart and examined my abused and now dripping hole. Apparently satisfied with his handiwork, he went to clean up and was quickly out the door. It's a week later and my hole has still not completely recovered.

I was 20 when I married, my wife was 18. I think I have always tried to conform and although I was attracted by women's bodies, I secretly fantasized more about sex with men than with women. I thought of myself as hetero with bisexual leanings. When I surfed the internet, I particularly loved oral and anal - those beautiful hard cocks with their white loads glistening on lips or slowly oozing from a well drilled ass. I felt like I was two people, the visible married guy and the hidden real one. My wife didn't want children and I had a vasectomy at 25. I always felt like I needed more sexual excitement and had sex with a few 'other' women, always unprotected, and I counted myself lucky not to have been caught by my wife or to have picked up any diseases - I was careful only to start anything if the women were married. I used it as a release from my gay urges; I thought it was safer that way. For 20 years I continued to suppress my lust for men, but the last 5 years or so it had been getting harder and I was exclusively watching gay porn and reading gay stories. I loved wanking on webcam chat rooms with other guys but I wanted to do more, wanted to be really there, naked, amongst and touching other naked men. I looked at website adverts for gay escorts, but I decided it was too risky, I might go too far if I was paying to get exactly what I wanted and needed. Then I found that there was a gay sauna club in the city about 30 miles away. I planned a visit; I would be able to get naked there and watch other guys, I would be able to stand in front of them with my hard cock in my hands, stroking it. After edging for hours I would cum for them. I would be safe doing that. I would use a condom and maybe if I felt it was safe would frot with someone. Nothing to expose me to any risky real contact. One of the reasons I had avoided gay sex for such a long time was that I know I am reckless when really turned on, but I figured that now I was older I was more able to control myself. I made up my mind to visit the club, and the opportunity arose when my wife said she was going to stay with her mother for a week. We rarely had sex and I actually preferred wanking looking at gay porn, but I abstained from that for five days beforehand, so that I would be really horny and wouldn't change my mind. The day after she went, I parked my car at the city centre mall and took the bus to the stop nearest the club so that nobody would see my car in the area and ask questions later. I had planned it all, I knew if I had to stop to think I might chicken out, so when I stepped from the bus I walked quickly to the door and pressed the buzzer. It took a while and I almost panicked and turned away, but luckily just in time the door opened and moments later I was inside. The guy took my money, saw that I was a little nervous, gave me a key and towel and pointed me to the locker room. I quickly stripped and locked away my things. I wasn't sure whether to wrap it around me or not, but I was already feeling really excited and my cock hardened as I walked to the bar, so I just held the towel casually, partly in front. I passed through a lounge where a few guys were chatting, one had a towel draped on his lap, the other was completely naked, another couple sat on a sofa kissing. Seeing men openly kissing was an instant turn on and I was as hard as rock by the time I sat on a bar stool and ordered a bottle of water. I had taken a couple of mouthfuls when a guy came up, he'd followed me from the lounge. "Hi I'm Steve." "Pete." I had decided to use my real first name. I expected some more banter, but Steve slipped his hand under the towel I had draped on my leg and touched my knee, slowly caresing my thigh until his fingers wrapped round my cock. I was suddenly on fire, my heart pounded and my cock felt harder than ever. I tentatively reached over and stroked his chest, he smiled and flicked the towel off me onto the floor. My mouth was dry again and I took another swig of my water. Glancing round the room and seeing the others watching my instant seduction turned me on even more. As I tipped my head back to drink, Steve bent forward and engulfed my cock, his tongue licking the shaft, his head tilted up and his eyes locked onto my startled stare as he slowly and gently licked all the way up my shaft. This was all going much too fast, too far, too good, too risky. I was out of control already and I knew it. I glanced round the room, wondering if I really wanted to stop, realising suddenly that I needed to be here, today, to experience it all; now or never. An older guy on the other side of the room was watching, his fist round his cock, working it hard and fast. I was thrilled that he was watching me and it urged me on, my mouth open as I gasped at the sensations raging through me. Steve paused. "Do you want me to stop?" "No. Don't." I caressed his cheek and he circled the tip of my cock with his tongue, then licked his lips. I wanted to kiss him, wanted the others to see me kiss him. "Go on. Please. Just use..." I reached for the container of condoms on the bar, pulled it towards us, nodded towards it. I couldn't say it. Steve stood up, slowly moved closer, parting his lips slightly, his hand massaging saliva into my cock. I looked into his burning eyes as he kissed me on the lips, then I kissed him back, voraciously, our tongues deep into each other, frantic. I felt his other hand over mine, he slowly pushed the container away. I let him do it. He guided my hand until it cupped his balls, then pressed against his firm thick shaft. "Suck it." The thrill of him telling me what to do was electric and although I glanced at the condoms on the bar, I stepped down from the stool and bent forward. Steve steered my shoulders so that my ass pointed into the room as I took my first cock into my mouth, tasting the tip, licking up and down the shaft, bobbing my head. I was like a man possessed, every fantasy I had ever had about being made to suck cock was exceeded in that moment. I licked it, stroked it, made an 'O' with my mouth and took just the tip, worked the shaft with my hand, stroked a finger in my mouth as well, wetting it before rubbing it into his crack, trying as hard as I could to do everything I ever wanted done to me. He parted his legs wide to reveal two small tattoos, one on the inside of each thigh, close to his balls, a small scorpion on the left and a biohazard symbol on the right. Neither of them could be seen unless you were sucking his cock. When I saw them I paused momentarily, my tongue circling his cockhead, tasting his pre-cum. My cock was in his hand and he must have felt it twich, hardening more. I clenched and made it twitch again, I wanted him to know I would go all the way, do anything he wanted. I couldn't believe how it made me feel. I loved fetish porn where the girl is unprotected and the guy pumps his sperm into her womb, knocking her up, and I suddenly experienced the same surge it always gave me when I watched those movies. I wanted that, taking the risk, I pictured myself on a sling, legs spread and tied to the chains. I wanted to give him everything I had. I was sucking him for all I was worth, cupping his balls, gripping the base of his shaft, licking and stroking him, tasting. I knew it wasn't impossible to catch it just from oral sex but I wanted him to cum in my mouth, to taste his load, to swallow it all. I circled the tattoos with a finger as I tongued a small drop of pre-cum from the slit, and looked up at his face. He held up his own fingers, covered in lube. My jaw dropped open, my eyes wide as a surge of lust overwhelmed my rational senses. "Oh god, oh yes, I want it." The others gathered around and Steve led me to a chair, bending me over so my shoulder blades rested firmly on the cool black leather. Hands positioned my feet on the floor, easing them apart. "Will you use a condom?" I heard myself say, the pitch of my voice giving away the answer I already knew would come. "No." I knew I should get up, should go, but sex raged through my body and I was panting as Steve started feeding lube inside me. I lifted my ass higher, parting my legs more. Steve's fingers worked the lube in to me; I was in heaven and he knew it, he stroked my cock and sac, pressing against my perineum. I felt him move behind me, the tip of his bare cock at my puckered hole, slight pressure holding me ready. "Yes?" he asked. I pushed back against him, he held still and firm. I pushed again, felt myself opening, as I had done many times with my butt plug or the realistic cock vibrator I had bought, supposedly for my wife. I moved and pushed until I felt his head pop past the resistance, a real cock was finally inside me. There had been a stab of pain but now I just felt filled, just like when the fat part of my butt plug or the large tip of the vibe had passed the sphincter. I wanted more, wanted to feel him move in me, feel him against my prostate, the strange but erotic feeling the butt plug always gave me as I moved it across that spot. I knew that this was no silicone cock in me, knew that it would spurt its potent laden seed into me. Steve held my hips with a gentle pressure. I reached back with my hands and placed my fingers where I thought his tattoos were. "Oh god, I know, I know," I whispered as I pressed back further, taking the full length of his thick cock deeper. I pictured the scene, I had seen it a thousand times in porn, the girl bent over and the stud injecting his life-giving seed into her fertile body, "cum in me," she would say; the guy bent over, the tattered condom hanging down as the stud injected his dangerous seed into a willing ass as the recipient looked between his legs at the bare flesh pulling out, cum dripping from him. I knew my life would be different and I had wanted it to change for so many years. A brief thought flashed through my head, maybe it's not quite too late for safer sex. But all my desire was focussed on the moment, impaled balls deep on the thick, gorgeous, hazardous, wonderful, throbbing, hot cock buggering me into ecstatic oblivion and there was no way I would stop now. I couldn't believe how quickly my naive plans for carefully controlled touching had vaporised under Steve's hot touch. I was soaked in lube already, but I felt more cool liquid squirted on my crack and Steve began to stroke in and out, angling every now and then so he was rubbing my spot inside, making me cry out in passion every time. My own cock was dripping pre-cum, I coated my fingers and licked it off as I had done so many times when masturbating on webcam, looking wantonly round at the audience as my tongue traced the wet streak on my finger. My cheeks were hot and I panted as he fucked me; the others were fisting their cocks, moving nearer. The older guy knelt the other side of the chair, stroking hard and arching his back, lifting the tip to my lips. I saw his small plus-shaped tattoo on his shoulder; I opened my mouth to envelop him as he held onto my head. Unseen lips enfolded my own cock in their luscious wet embrace. Steve was speeding up, his strokes hard and deep, I could hear his breathing getting shorter and voices in the room encouraging him to "fuck him, fuck him, cum in his ass," the noise of his thighs slapping against my backside only heightened my lust. "Yes, yes, fuck me, harder, fuck me, cum, cum...," I tried to say with my mouth full of cock, "oh fuck, oh god, I'm so close...." "Now?" he asked, urgently, pausing briefly, his voice hoarse and breathless. "mmm, mmm," was all I could reply, but I pushed back hard on his stilled pole, almost losing my cock out of the mouth working it, then almost gagging him as Steve thrust back hard into me. I couldn't keep still as he worked us both to a frenzy. Everything happened in slow motion. My mouth filled with warm semen, the salty fluid spurting to the back of my throat and leaking from my lips as I struggled to maintain contact and swallow until I had it all. He pulled away, leaving me gasping for breath. Moments later Steve's thrusts went ballistic and the feeling welled up inside me faster than ever before, an intense pulse of pleasure followed by another and another and another and another, as I spurted into the mouth sucking on me, my ass contracting and writhing on Steve's cock as he worked it faster and faster in my body. "Yes! Fuck! Yes!" Steve grabbing my hips, pulling me onto him harder, breeding me deep. My cock sucker had moved away; I dripped on the floor as Steve continued to pump cum inside me until his orgasm subsided. Somehow I ended up on my back on a couch, Steve's head on my belly, my softening cock in his mouth. I felt panic rising in me and I stiffened, suddenly wanting to get dressed and go. "Don't run, embrace it" was all he said, quietly, and he started to lick me from root to tip, his finger gently pushing his seed back into my body. I was tense, but started to relax as he licked me again and again, pausing to kiss my nipples and nuzzle down my belly. Amazed by how soon I felt my cock stirring again, I felt liberated as arousal flared in me again. Later, after he had fucked me again, filling me with his second potent load, I explored the club with him, we showered together and he finally came in my mouth as I knelt with the water running over my hair, his hands on my head. Steve left shortly afterwards and I spent the rest of the day kissing, fondling, sucking and fucking. I came four times, in one day, for the first time in my life. I spent every day that week at the club and by the end of it I was thoroghly converted; closet bisexual to full blown gay. I couldn't believe how I had lived like I had. When my wife got back from her trip, I told her I was gay and that I had been with a man when she was away. A little thrill ran through me, despite the stress of telling her. I spared the details. "I thought you would realise, eventually, that you're gay with some bisexual tendencies. Your a natural submissive," she said, "and you haven't shown much interest in me for a long while. I found your web history years ago, you never hid that." "I'm sorry, I have let you down, but...." "Don't." She seemed relieved, almost content. "We'll get a divorce, I have something to tell you." She turned away, embarassed, speaking quietly, almost to herself, "Well, I've been sleeping with Dillon Patterson, you remember him from the works summer barbecue, for the last few months." She swallowed. "I.... I wasn't at mothers, I was with him. You'd have found out soon anyway, I'm probably pregnant." My cock hardened, partly at the thought of her breeding with Dillon but more at remembering the long fat black cock inseminating my body as I lay with my feet tied to the sling chair at the club a few days earlier. That was quite an experience in itself. I wondered if Dillon's cock was as long or as black, and if she'd taken as much bareback cock as I had. Seven months later, I pressed my body against Steve again, our hard cocks clasped together as I stroked against him until he spurted his thick white cum in long ropes over his perfectly hairy belly. I licked at it and sat back up, my legs wide across his, and he traced the outline of two newly healed tattoos on the inside of my thighs, mirror images of his own. My boyfiend Alex climbed onto Steve and kissed him, dipping his erect cock into the creamy pool on Steve's belly; he knew I was close to the point of cumming and his ass glistened with freshly applied lube. He tossed away the unopened condom he had been holding and wiggled his inviting hole deep onto my hard, bare, cock.

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.

For those of you who can be fucked for thirty minutes, a hour, a night...how did you get to that point? Were you always able to do that? Was it something you worked your way up to? Was it never a problem? For me, after 10 minutes or so of being fucked, it's all too much. The pain-pleasure is overwhelming and I want it to stop, I want the guy to gloriously come inside and take then take a break. I love starting again with another round shortly there after, but there still seems to be a maximum time limit I can go for with each fuck. And I don't like having that limit. Sure, most tops come after 5-10 minutes of fucking, so it's usually okay. But I'd love to be able to go for long sessions with a top. Or more than one top. I have a friend who can go for marathon sessions, which I'd love to do, but am so not there yet. So, how do I get there? Is it working up to it? Is it being fucked every day? Is it just something that happens after years? Or are people just different, with some able to take an hours worth of pounding and others not, no matter how hard they try? Thoughts?

i got my last CUM LOADS at the BIG Top Circus Adult Theater at 569th and Federal in Denver, CO. I spent 48 hours hanging around blowing strangers cocks. I was able to take in syringes of Crystal Meth and keep myself at a very HORNY and SLEAZY mindset. The Theater is open 24/7 and the manager on duty could care less what goes on. I went in on Wednesday around 4:30pm when guys start getting off from work. I also posted on craigslist, Address4Sex.com and Squirt that there was a cocksucker looking for anonymous CUM LOADS, and not wanting reciprocation. I ran out of meth about 3 hours ago but I'm still HORNY. I'm just going to rest up a bit and snack on the LOADS from the female condom I had in my ads. I am invited to a PnP sex party later tonight.

on my way to the gym, I stopped to grab a coffee. I asked for the restroom key while waiting and was told it was occupied. I went and waited at the door and when it opened this bearded wall of muscle was standing there. I winked and said my turn, just then the door opened a tad more and this other guy kind of ran out. I laughed and walked in and turned to lock the door when the muscle man closed it behind him and said he could go again. On my knees and I pulled his shorts down, pulled his jock over and started tonguing a puffed up swollen cock. You could taste the spunk still on it. I stood me up and pushed me over the sink. I pointed to the floor near the toilet where he must have fucked the guy before. I went over and scooped the cold load off the floor, lubed my hole with it and he sank in. He power fucked me, using my jock as a handle, keeping me deep on his cock. He shot his load deep in my gut and had me clean his dick off and pack it away. I pulled my shorts up and we both left. We learned each others names when we picked up our now cold coffees at the bar. When I got to my car, my shorts started to have a wet spot on my ass and I realized I still needed to piss.

Some of the hottest sex I've ever had has been completely unplanned and in a sleazy location. Back when I was driving a semi over the road, I ended up parking at this little lay-by off I-24 in Tennessee. All it was was a place where truck could pull off the highway and park. There were no facilities at all, just highway on one side and forest on the other. If you wanted to piss, you hit a tree. If you wanted to shit, you were SOL. Trash strewn around cause a lot of drivers are lazy fuckers...that sort of place. So I pull in and park for the night here (was out of hours, couldn't go any further to a better place to stop), and did my paperwork and grabbed something to eat. Got mostly undressed for bed, but had to go out and piss. So I climb out on the passenger side, next to the treeline for privacy just wearing shorts and shoes. Pulled out my cock and started pissing up against one of my drive wheels. I heard a noise as I was pissing and looked around and saw a figure a little ways back in the woods. As I watched I could tell he was looking at me, even though I couldn't see him clearly. Watched as he grabbed at his crotch slowly. At this point I was done pissing so I turned around with my dick hanging out of my shorts and waved him over.He came walking up and turned out to be a guy in his mid thirties, a bit shorter than me, with longish black hair under a ball cap and a short black beard.. Walked up to me and looked at me as he wrapped his hand around my cock. I already had a semi and when he grabbed me I was well on my way to being totally hard. Without a word he knelt down and started going down on me. Got me rock hard real fucking fast. At first I leaned back against the truck moaning softly, but then I started getting more aggressive...holding his head and fucking his face....that kind of thing. He had his jeans open and was stroking his cock while he sucked me so I bent over him reaching my hand down into his asscrack and started rubbing and fingering his hole. He stood up so his jeans fell around his knees and so he was bent over sucking my cock with his ass fully exposed. I started rubbing spit into his hole while he started groaning and deep throating me and slobbering all over my rock hard cock. Finally I couldn't take it and bent him over the drive tire I'd just pissed on lined my cock, dripping with his spit, up with his hairy ass crack and slowly eased into him. He groaned and tried to pull back off me a bit, but was stuck between me and that tire and I held my cock in his tight hairy ass til I felt him relax a bit and open up for me. I started fucking him real slow...he seemed to need me to take it easy at first and I wanted to make it good for him too. But it didn't take long before he was thrusting back onto my cock and taking it all with no trouble at all. Wasn't long before I could feel my load coming and thrust it deep in his ass as I blasted deep inside him. Neither one of us had said a word up til that point. Long story short, he ended up climbing up in my sleeper for the night. He'd arrived just after I had, so we had a good ten hours to kill together, which ended with me sucking two loads out of him and fucking a second one into his ass. As it happened, we were both traveling the same way for several hundred miles, so when we rolled out the next day, we kept in touch on the phone and stopped a couple times along the way so we could fuck again. I ended up blowing three more loads in his ass that day in three different locations until our paths separated. Never saw him again unfortunately but he was a damn hot fuck.

Well, I have become the "Johnny Appleseed" of coconut oil- as a fist bottom I swear by it, and after all the blood work from my latest health scare were run and every STD related test came back negative- I am 110% sold on coconut oil.It has naturally occurring antibacterial and anti viral properties.It costs under $5 (USD) for a 14 ounce jar. I swear by a brand called LouAna,I skip the organic jars;they tend to hold more coconut odor and have some floating coconut particulate. I have a small squeeze bottle I use for the baths that tucks into my jock waistband. It has no taste for guys who take a used cock back in their mouth after a fuck.And for jacking, the oil is ready absorbed into the skin over the course of jacking, and a little really does slick up things for a good stroke session. (BTW- I always have an ice cube tray made up of coconut cubes-they slide up a hole so easily, and provide a steady flow of lube as they melt during a fuck)

Incredible ass.... He lives in Paris and has turned to fashion designing. Also starred in cult movies (Bruce LaBruce). http://www.papermag.com/former-porn-legend-francois-sagat-on-his-new-clothing-line-kick-sagat-1427511539.html https://twitter.com/sagatfrancois Would love a speedo or sweat pants by his design :-)

Life is all about choices. Some are good, some bad. There is no blueprint. What works for one can be another's downfall. I don't judge and could care less what others think of the choices I make. This is my story as of now. First a little about me. My name is Max. I am a fit 43 year old man. Taller than most, not overly muscular but well defined at 175 pounds. I have brown hair with a bit of grey at the temples. Light dusting of hair on my chest with a treasure trail leading down to an 8 inch dick. Truly versatile but I go through phases where I lean more top or bottom. Depends on the man/men and the situation. Did I forget to mention that I am poz? 25 years now. Truth is at the time I converted at 18 I was one horny teenager but I wasn't half the slut I am now. Hardly ever fucked, spent most of my time sucking cock and when I did fuck I could count on one hand the times I bottomed. But it only takes one right? Choices. After testing poz I met a guy at university and we were together for 15 years. We did the safe sex bit adding a few drugs to the mix every once in a while and settled into a predictable sexual routine. Over the years we become better friends than lovers and decided to part amicably. I moved to another coast and even though we don't see each other as often as we would like we remain good friends. After moving I went through a bit of a difficult time dating wise. Had a few rejections due to my status and retreated into myself and entered a celibate phase for a few years. I was in a bad head space and thought I was too toxic to have a fulfilling sex life. Might have done things differently knowing then what I know now but that rough period led me to being the man I am today. Again choices. One night I decided that enough was enough. I knew from the gay rags there was a bathouse in town and decided to try it. Got there about 10 pm on a Sat night and the place was packed. Got a room, quickly stripped down, grabbed my towel and headed out to see who was there. Nervously I walked around checking things out and getting more hot and bothered by the sounds and smell of sex everywhere. On the second floor I looked into a room that was larger than mine with a sling next to the bed. On the bed was two very hot men. They looked up at me, smiled and asked if I would like to come inside. With my dick pointing the way I said yes and made my way over to them.The first guy introduced himself as Brandon (mid 30's, black hair, scruff and built a bit larger than me) and he then introduced his boyfriend Liam (late 20's,thin and smooth, very preppy looking with a very fuckable ass). Both had very impressive cocks. Brandon said "Relax bro you look a bit tense we won't bite unless you ask us to" Brandon began to kiss me as Liam knelt down and took my cock in his mouth. It felt great but I pulled him off for a second and told them both that I was poz. Liam looked up at me with a big smile and said "No worries dude so are we and about 99% of the men in here." He then went back to my cock while Brandon postioned himself so that I could suck him as well. After awhile Brandon looked at me and asked if I partied. I told him that I had done X and coke in the past but had not done any drugs in a long time. Liam laughed and said by the looks of how hard your dick just got with the question I guess we can assume the answer will be yes. What the fuck I thought to myself. Since this was going to be my coming out party so to speak I might as well go in all guns blazing. He then reached into his bag and pulled out a large bag of crystals. "This is Tina...crystal meth...a little more hardcore than what you have done in the past but trust us it will bring out your inner whore like nothing you have done before." Brandon loaded a glass pipe and said to me "Follow my lead" He took a lighter and held it under the glass bowl until the crystals began to melt. He then told me to inhale once the smoke began to swirl in the bowl. I did as I was told, held it and then let out a huge white cloud. "Excellent" Liam said "now do a couple more and shotgun the smoke into our mouths." I did 4 more hits, trading the white clouds back and forth with them until they dissapated. Liam and Brandon then began to run their hands up and down my body. I felt electrified. "How do you feel big guy?" "Fucking fantastic". At this point I bent Liam over the bed and began to eat his hole like I was suffocating and it was my only source of oxgen in the room. He began to moan like a bitch in heat. Brandon then positioned himself in front of Liam and put his dick in his mouth. "Nothing hotter than watching a hot man fuck my slutty husband. Stick that cock in his hole and give him a recharge with your load." No one had to ask me twice. In two seconds I was balls deep and ramming my first hole in years.I couldn't believe how good it felt to plow a hot ass again. I rough fucked him for what seemed like forever, "Can't fucking hold back...here it comes...fuck fuck fuck Ugggggh." At that point Brandon unloaded into Liam's mouth and like the hungry boy he was he grabbed Brandon around the waist and pulled him further down his throat so that he wouldn't miss a drop. Liam was in bliss. "That was fucking hot! Brandon said. Then he asked me "Do you ever get fucked?" "Not for a very long time" "We are both vers, me leaning more top and Liam leaning more bottom and we would like nothing better than to flip fuck with you for a long time." Liam then said "Besides I haven't come yet and turnabouts fair play. With that he winked at me and licked his lips." "Fucking hot....I have to confess that I have literally had no sex for a long time before this and that sounds fucking fantastic" I said. Brandon handed me the pipe again. " After a few more hits I never felt better. Brandon then said "How would you like to get even higher hot man?" If you like the pipe you are going to love slamming." I then turned to them and said "If I wasn't this high I probably would never admit this to anyone but I feel a connection with you guys so here goes. Lately I have been going on Tumblr and I stumbled on some posts showing guys shooting up. At first I thought that was sick but then it became like a train wreck where you can't look away and then at some point I realized that every time I saw the needles go in and watch the rush I was becoming more and more turned on". There is this one in particular that I saw that almost made me cum hands free. There is this clean cut guy sitting on a couch. The kind of man who looks like he would never consider doing anything like this. Really preppy like a certain man I just finished fucking." With that they both laughed. "Go on" they said. When you look closer you can see that he has pumped up his nipples and is stroking a very nice dick. He also has a tourniquet on his arm.He looks to be in his late 20's. Another man leans in and very quickly and expertly delivers the hit. You can't really see him but in my mind he is slightly older and is the one to have corrupted him in the past. Within seconds of getting slammed he coughs and you see the rush take over him. His dick remains rock hard the whole time. As you see it hit him harder he begins to say "Fuck... Fuck yeah" and keeps stroking his cock. He then looks off camera to the guy who slammed him and says "David come fuck me". Then the clip ends. " I have watched that on a loop over and over. Sometimes I imagine I am the kid and sometimes I imagine I am the man about to rape his ass. Either way that was the clip that made me realize I would try this if the situation ever presented itself but really thought it was going to stay a fantasy." Brandon then told me to get into the sling. He gave me back the pipe so that I could take a few more hits which he told me later was to make sure that I didn't change my mind. Liam went back into their black playkit and pulled out 6 syringes. "Let's kick this needle fetish of yours into high gear" he said with a nasty grin on his face. "Slamming can affect your dick one of two ways. It either makes you harder than you have ever been in your life or you can get tina dick and go soft for hours. We have some Viagra but we prefer to use that more as a booster. The best way to a lasting party hard on is something called Trimix that gets injected directly into your dick and in a few minutes it will turn to steel. Then we are going to slam you into the stratosphere. Watch Brandon first." I watched as he wiped his dick with an alcohol wipe and then uncapped a syringe with a very small needle. I winced as I watched him inject his cock. It was over in a second. He then took a tourniquet and placed it on his arm. He walked over closer to the sling so that I could get a better look. "Keep your eyes on this. If you listen closely you can hear a small pop as the needle penetrates the vein." While he was doing that Liam very quickly and expertly injected the Trimix into my cock. I was too distracted and high to think about it. He then walked around behind Brandon so that I would be able to watch him inject his dick at the same time Brandon shot up. "Here goes...you next big boy" I watched as the needle was inserted into his vein and watched him pull back blood into the chamber. "That's the flash...look how hard your dick is getting....here I go" With that he pushed the liquid back into his arm. "Holy shit...." His entire body started to shudder. His eyes became wide as he coughed and rushed. "Damnnnnnnnnnn" With that he knelt down in front of the sling an began to eat out my ass. Liam came back around now sporting his own impressive hardon and said "Our turn". With that he tied tourniquets on both of our arms. Expertly he inserted a needle into his own vein but did nothing until he got me ready. As I felt the needle go into my arm I swear I could have come right then and there. He pulled back on the plunger first me then him. "Are you ready to unleash your inner whore hot man?" With that he pushed the plunger in, me first, then him and. released both of our tourniquets at the same time. "Holy fuck....holy fuck....FFFFFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKKKK!" We both started coughing and I felt like I was on fire. My ears started ringing and all of the heat started going towards my hole which was still being expertly licked by Brandon. Now I new exactly how that man in the Tumblr clip felt. "Someone fuck me pleaseeeee!!! Liam stepped around and began to kiss me as Brandon stood up, lubed my hole and shoved in balls deep in one thrust. "Can't wait for you to unload in him so that I can fuck that cummy ass" Liam said. With that Brandon and I locked eyes as he began to power fuck me. Dark eyes, black eyes without irises.Nothing but black pupils."Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me" He continued to ram fuck my ass. Time stopped can't say how long he fucked me. Then that magic moment. I felt his dick begin to stiffen and throb. His eyes rolled back into his head. "Can't hold back....going to load you up NOWWWWWW!!!!" Pulse after pulse of warm sperm filled my hungry hole until he collapsed on top of me. When he pulled out I didn't think I could feel more empty but not for long. "Feed him some" I heard. With that Brandon went back to my hole and feltched out some of the cum. He then walked around to the head of the sling. "Open your mouth" Liam said. With that Brandon spit his cum flavored by my ass into my mouth and began to kiss me. Then I began to feel fingers opening up my hole. As Brandon moved down to my nipples I looked up and saw Liam looking at me with an absolutey evil grin. "Your ass is so fucking cummy already. Can't wait to get more loads in there. With that he removed his fingers and replaced them with his rock hard cock. "I am going to enjoy this". He began to slowly pump my ass and I could feel Brandon's cum getting pushed in deeper, some of it leaking out around Liam's dick as he fucked me. "You told us your dark fantasy and now that you are living it I feel I should share mine. Let me tell you how Brandon and I met. I was a circuit boy and discovered that I loved the drugs and the sex parties better than the dancing. Soon that wasn't enough for me and my twisted mind began to think of new ways to get off. Don't be too sure that the older guy corrupted the younger guy in that Tumblr clip you told us about.I have always looked like a clean cut boy. Nothing dangerous. Good boyfriend material. The kind of man you would bring home to meet the family. I decided to use that to my advantage. Like I said I loved my drugs. My dealer told me that if I was able to bring him more clients I could get product for free. He kept fucking as he talked. Sometimes slowly, sometimes hard. Fuck that felt good. Brandon was watching from the bed jerking his cock with his fingers up his hole. "Damn Liam you know how listening to this gets me off" Brandon said. Liam continued..."I decided that I could use my preppy look to my advantage. I would dress up in my button down shirts and my khakis and go out looking to corrupt men to being slampigs. Nothing got me off more then or now. Looking at me no one would supect that was my intention or that I was dangerous in any way. I had met Brandon at this point and there was something about him that made me feel I had found a filthy, dirty minded kindred spirit. I decided to share with him my plan. For my first convert I had met this jock boy who had just come out and was very inexperienced. I took him back to my place where Brandon "my roommate" was waiting in another room. When we got to the apt he saw the tina pipe on the sidetable and asked what that was. I told him I would show him as I loaded the pipe, lit it and shotgunned the smoke into his mouth. After a few hits the kid was like putty in my hands. I kept getting him higher and more horny by teasing his dick and nipples through his clothes. I then got up and turned on the TV which was connected to my laptop. First I put on some bareback porn as we both got naked. As he was mesmerized by what was on the screen I took advantage and put a couple of tina shards up his ass as his dick was in my mouth. His ass practically devoured my fingers. Time for phase two. I switched the TV over to a file I had created with various slamming vids on a loop. Gave him the pipe again and made him take 3 big hits. His eyes were glazed over as he watched man after man on screen giving in to the needle. I whispered in his ear "Do you want to try it?" My roommate is a paramedic and can give the shots. Before he could answer I stuck my cock in his hole and started to fuck him slowly. Like I am doing to you now. Of course he said yes. Once he hit on the pipe for the first time I knew it would only be a matter of time. Brandon had changed into medical scrubs to make it look more authentic. I called to him and asked if he could do us a favor and administer the shots. He slammed us both and then we took turns spit roasting the jock. Since then Brandon and I have introduced many more Tina whores into the world." He began to fuck me harder as I felt Brandon's cock going into my mouth. "Slamwhores.....just....like....you.......FUCKKKKKKKKKKK.....He began to piston fuck me, pulling his cock all the way out and then ramming it back in...GONNA.....LOAD....YOU...UP.....UUUUGGGHHHHHHHH.....NOW!!!!!" With that I felt volley after volley of juice loading up my hungry hole. Brandon said "CAN'T...HOLD....OFF.... and began to shoot in my mouth which I swallowed hungrily. After awhile Liam prepared more shots and went off in search of new prey. We on the other hand waited in the hall until the moment came after the newbie was corrupted and we could walk in through the unlocked door to use and charge up his hungry hole. Fast forward a few years. Brandon and Liam have become my best friends and fuck buds. Liam continues to corrupt men to the world of slamming. Brandon and I are more than happy to assist him in any way possible. Changing the world. One slamwhore at a time. As I said earlier. Choices.

I was laying on my bed, wearing nothing but a jockstrap, my ass wet with lube. I could hear moaning and yelping from another room in the house. I knew I was next. It was my Daddy’s idea. Ever since he knew I was gay, he told me that my sole purpose in life was to take the seed of proper men. Mom and Dad were divorced, so it was easy for him to introduce me to the world of gay sex. From the age where he decided I was old enough to fuck, Daddy regularly pounded my tight little ass until he dumped a huge load into me, a load that inevitably spilled out out of my sore hole onto the bed sheets. Daddy is generally a nice guy, but he set a special rule when we first started fucking: while I would basically have perfect freedom when out of the house, when we were together, he would treat my ass however he wanted. Daddy is a rough fucker, and never cared if it hurt or not, but eventually I grew to like the warm sensation I felt when he came in me. He never wore a condom. He never talked about it. I never asked. He had a smooth muscular body and thick dick and to say 'no' to him would be stupid. Soon, he started to whore me out to his friends. Some of them were fit and hot, and I loved taking their loads, but others were older or looked drug-addled, and I was terrified they were going to hurt me at first. Daddy had one guy forgo lube as Daddy wanted the guy to fuck me dry until I bled. Eventually, when school finished, Daddy was self employed as a carpenter, so I wasn't surprised when he told me I wouldn't go to go to college, but I was somewhat surprised when he said my full-time job would be to be his fuck toy. So, when Daddy came from work we would usually have a light dinner, then I would get ready, we’d spend three to four hours fucking, then chill the rest of the night; often we would end up sleeping together, and sometimes we’d fuck again in the morning on the weekend or before he left for work. Usually it was just him, but there were often one or two visitors during the weekdays, usually his friends. He said he mapped out my future for me, and that I was going to become a proper cum-slut. I grew addicted to the sensation of somebody’s cum filling my ass, and it became my favourite part of being fucked. It wasn’t enough though for him. Though I accepted my Daddy fucking me unprotected, I knew about HIV and poz guys. I didn’t want that at all, and I would always ask him if the next guy he was setting me up with was clean - he always gave me an unconvincing nod or ‘yeah’.. One day, he told me upfront he was fed up of it and said he was going to get me to stop worrying. So he arranged a party over the internet somehow. Anybody under 50, but they had to be poz. He kept me updated on the details of who was coming, what they looked like and if I liked the look of them or not. To keep me horny, he didn’t fuck me for three days before and order me not to jack off. I was terrified, and I didn’t think we would actually go through with it. I quietly protested, telling him I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do it, until the night before, when Daddy told me to shut up or they were going to fuck me without lube. I did as I was told. He invited a few other 20 year old bottoms to come earlier and placed us in separate rooms. I never saw them, they were quickly brought upstairs to the spare room and study. When the party arrived they would fuck and seed each boy in turn. I was ordered up to my room, as I could hear the guys laughing and talking downstairs as they grouped up in the living room. It eventually died down as they went into the first room with the first boy. I prepped myself, almost automatically, and I heard the first boy cry out, followed by a cheer. It was two hours later, and I was getting really nervous. I could hear the second boy moaning loudly in the room next door. A load grunt and a few cheers told me he had just taken another load. I snorted some poppers and tried to forget that my Dad had gotten these guys here to basically shorten my life. As I heard muffled conversation, I lay on the bed, face down, trying to relax. Suddenly the door opened, and they filed in, talking excitedly amongst themselves. I didn’t look at them; I got on all fours and pressed my face against the sheets, my ass wide open. Two big hands took hold of my slim waist, rubbing the band of my jocks and I felt a wet cock slap into my ass crack. The mumbling died down to murmurs of approval as the unseen top slowly ushered his rapidly hardening dick into my ass. Suddenly, he gripped my waist hard and plunged his cock into my soft hole. It hurt - even through the poppers, it felt like it was tearing me in half. I yelled. The tops around me cheered and goaded the top to fuck me harder. All I could do was gasp with pain. Even my Daddy had never fucked me this hard. I spent the next five minutes trying to tell myself I was loving it, but it just hurt so much. Soon, he slowed down, and pressed his body to mine. I could feel hair and muscle, and smelt sweat. My ass just started to twinge with pleasure. “You want my load, faggot?” he grunted. “Yes, sir.” I whimpered. “I got a little present for you. You know what it is, fucker?” “Yes sir.” “You want it?” “Yeah…” I felt a cold flush as I said the words. He picked up the pace. The pain and pleasure I felt was unbelievable. I commended my soul as he roared and I felt a huge rush of warm liquid inside my ruined hole. I gasped and groaned in ecstasy as I felt his cock pump it directly into my intestines. It was worth all ten minutes of pain. He pumped a few more times and pulled out and exhaled, drenched in sweat. The guys around me cheered, and one guy with a deep voice said “You know you liked it, boy!”. The fuckfest lasted two more hours. Every time they fucked my hole hard and every time it got a little easier to take thanks to the huge amount of poz cum in my hole. I didn’t care anymore. I never looked directly at any of the tops, I just did what I was born to do. A couple of them whispered that they were going to pose me up, and I just whimpered. Daddy got in front of me on the bed and made me suck his cock while I was plowed from behind. Every time I took a load, he told me to let it run out my ass, until the sheet under me was soaked. Eventually Daddy was the last person fucking me. He clapped my shoulders and rammed me into the bed, spilling his seed into my already flooded ass. I didn’t retrain myself - I yelled and screamed like a little bitch. He whispered "I fuckin’ love you” before he pulled out and the guys started to leave the room, some of them complementing me as they walked out. I was nothing but a hole to my own Dad. I felt so ashamed. I also felt horny. I jacked off, fingering my wet hole as I heard the guys leave. Daddy didn’t even come back. He simply turned the lights off and yelled ‘“goodnight”. I slept on the drenched bed. We didn’t talk about it. The next day, I washed myself carefully. A tiny bit of red came out of my ass. I told myself it wasn’t blood. The next day, it was back to business as usual - Dad came home, we would spend the evening screwing. My ass was tender, but I said nothing. I noticed one difference though - Dad didn’t invite anybody to share me over the next few days. A few weeks later, I came down with a fever. I had muscle pains and a headache and wanted to stay in bed. Daddy was, however, very excited. He told me I had the ‘fuck flu’ and went on the internet. An hour later he told me to go downstairs, lube up and wait on the couch. I staggered downstairs and did as I was told. I knew what he meant, I was just to sick to care anymore. After fifteen minutes, I nearly fell asleep on the couch, when the door opened. The guy standing in the doorway was solidly built, with a mass of body hair and a short black beard. Daddy greeted him and pointed to me. Dazed, I turned over as he undressed. Daddy was getting people to fuck me while I was sero-converting! I got rock hard despite my headache. The hairy top started to gently fuck me and while my ass felt great, I felt like I was going to vomit. He took his time, fucking me in every position until, while I lay flat on the couch, begging deliriously for him to cum. Sure enough, he dumped a load. He thanked me with a kiss, dressed and left. With cum dripping out my hole, I looked up at Daddy, who was undressing. “I don’t think I can take another…” I felt pathetic. “Yeah, you will. Got another dozen lined up over the afternoon. Gotta keep that bug charged up.” “Couldn’t we wait until tomorrow?” I pleaded. He came over and kissed me. “I’m gonna guess you got maybe ten years left in you. I’m not wasting money on meds for your hole, babe. Every moment you’re not fucking is a moment wasted.” The door opened again, and kept opening the entire afternoon, as more and more tops walked in, each man dumping his load into my ass as I sucked my Daddy’s cock. At one point there were four guys waiting in line to fill me up. I nearly passed out, but eventually, in the early evening, Daddy told me to take a shower and get ready for dinner. I left a trail of poz cum on the floor to the bathroom on the second floor. As I clambered up, he told me he was going to dump another load in me tonight, before we went to bed, and there would be more of the same tomorrow. Daddy and I are still together. He threw away most of my clothing, except for my underwear and jockstraps, and yes, he still fucks me in every day. Sometime he takes me out to restaurants to eat, but otherwise we never leave the house except to go to mostly sleazy clubs and occasionally to the house of one friend or another, where I am always filled up with cum. Sometimes Dad is too lazy to cook dinner, so on those days I am usually fed nothing more than the cum from whatever top is around. Daddy loves to remind me I have only so many years left, and I don’t deserve anything but more loads. I get dozens of different tops every week now, and they talk shit, telling me they’re fucking me to death. I’m absolutely nothing to them. It’s soon going to be winter, and Daddy says I’ll freeze if I don’t get enough hot cum loads inside my ass. I'm going to do my best to stay warm.

So a straight friend of ours was up for the weekend. He likes to dabble in the gay side and usually spends a couple days with us getting raw fucked till his holes messed up then goes back to his family life  last weekend he came up as usual and we spent Saturday night giving him what he wanted up the ass. A few lines and a bottle of JD to help us along the way. I like getting a load up me too of course but only my partner obliges whilst our mate is up. But, Sunday morning was different. Our mate was in the shower so I decided to join him and see what happened. As it turns out he was already hard when I got in so we sucked each other off. I was just about to slip into his hole when he told me to turn around. Without even asking he pushed his knob into me and started banging my hole hard. Not a word was spoken. I just took it rough. A bit stunned but loved every second. After about three minutes. He lets out a groan pulls out and slaps my ass. I knew he’d left a load in me...I asked him why he wanted to top all of a sudden and he said he didn’t know, just felt like it. He said it was a one off and I shouldn’t get my hopes up! Anyway, I went back to bed and took a load from my partner using the first load as lube. Love it

1. The Initiation At 19 I was desperate to make sure I didn't hit the age of 20 still a virgin. I was a good-looking young man, average height, slim, ice blue eyes, and a nice tight ass that I was sure I could put to good use. A dirty blond (in more ways than one), I wasn't super hairy, but I wasn't a smooth, hairless twink either. I kept thinking what I wanted more than anything else in the world was an aggressive, older brother type boyfriend who would satisfy my needs to be fucked like the pig I knew I was, and then love and protect me in between fucks. Little did I know what was coming my way. I was performing with a summer arts camp when I met him. About ten years older than me, tall, dark hair, lean, muscular body, killer smile, but great hairy chest and legs. On top of that I could tell from his shorts that he was packing a major piece of meat. We were rehearsing in a church, and I kept thinking to myself I'd get struck down at any moment for the incredibly impure thoughts I kept having about this guy. I'd catch myself staring, and he'd just flash me that smile that made my ass twitch. This went on for about a week, when one afternoon we took a break and I made my way to the basement bathroom to jerk off that load that was churning in my nuts. As I entered the bathroom, I felt someone behind me. I turned to see that HE had followed me in. I tried desperately to act like I hadn't noticed and head to the urinal to try and take a piss, but he stopped me, putting his big hand on my neck and turning me back around towards him. I couldn't believe what was happening, and as if in slow motion, he pulled me towards his face, and quietly said "I know you want this. You've been watching me all week, and now you're gonna get it". Was this what I dreamt of? He then kissed me, roughly, passionately, and with his other hand on my ass pulled me in to feel his enormous hard cock pressing through his shorts. I melted into him. To me it felt like falling in love, but in reality I was surrendering to my desire to be taken, and used. We made out for what seemed like an eternity, and then suddenly he whipped me around, pushing me up against the sink. He pressed into me, breathing into my neck and whispering how he was going to make my ass his, right then and there. He slowly lowered my shorts, enough to work one of his fingers into my aching hole. "Hairy... nice." he said. "I'm gonna love flooding this sweet hole. You ready to get fucked, boy?" I instinctively arched my back into his crotch "Yes, I want you so bad." He pushed me down, and I could hear him spit into his other hand, and then suddenly I felt it. The head of my first dick pressing against my hairy hole. "This is probably gonna hurt a little bit, but just breathe and relax." What I didn't realize was just how thick and long his cock really was. Tapered at the head, but when he started to push into me it seemed like it took forever to finally reach its destination: my guts. Once he had his big, hairy balls pressed up against my ass, he started to pump. "Damn, boy, your ass was made to be fucked. You're wet already and taking this dick like it was meant for you." This made my heart skip a beat. Was this the one? He bucked in pleasure, and I could feel his muscular thighs bump into me as he ground his dick deep inside me. "We're gonna be together all summer, so you better get used to this on a daily basis, cause my nuts will need to be drained, and your ass is soooo fucking good..." I could feel him pushing harder into me, and I was trapped against the sink, steadying myself against the mirror with my hands. And now the real pounding started. Romance over, he let loose on my ass, holding onto my hips with his big hands as he destroyed my hole. Now THIS was what I had been wanting, a real man to just take over and use me for his pleasure. "This ass is too good, boy... I'm gonna cum..." and just like that he planted his dick as far into me as he could and let loose with his nut. I squeezed my ass around his dick, letting him know just how much I loved his gift of seed. In one quick motion he yanked his dick out of my ass and said, "now, clean off the rest." I dropped to my knees and finally got a look at this monster that had been in my ass. 9.5 veiny inches, big bushy pubes and low hanging nuts, now empty of their load. I couldn't help myself. I took as much of it into my mouth as I could and savored the taste of his nut, and my ass. It was rough concentrating for the rest of that rehearsal, and we did fuck like crazy for the next two weeks. But when I realized he was in an open relationship, my heart sank. I was just a hole to him. I retreated into myself, and vowed to never let myself get so close to anyone again. That was when I discovered the gloryholes.

2. The Glorious Descent Once I had been fucked and bred, there was no going back. It was all I could think about. I had transferred to a different college after the summer arts camp. My buddy had fucked me in every way and location imaginable, but after two weeks' worth of his seed buried in my guts, it was now time for us to head back to our respective homes. First week back at school, though, I was hungry for dick, and not just any dick, the kind that could fill me up the way my buddy had all summer. I logged on to this "cruising for sex" site, when I stumbled on an ad about a very popular "gloryhole" in the bathroom of one of the buildings on my campus. I had zero idea about what that was, but I figured it was something I had to check out for myself. I wasted no time walking across campus to a building I'd never been to. This college wasn't putting any of their money into fixing their buildings, and this one seemed a little worse for wear. But down the steps I went into the basement to locate what was soon to become my second home. I pushed the door open, and then the second, inner door. I walked over to the stalls, nervous as hell, and went in. There it was. A big, wide open hole had been carved into the stall wall, big enough to put your whole arm through. I hurriedly pushed down my pants and sat, pretending to just be there to use the facilities. Someone was in the next stall, and I could tell there was movement. I leaned forward a bit and there it was. I had never seen black dick before, but this was impossible to miss. There, wrapped in this thick, dark brown hand was a huge dick. The head, glistening with pre-cum, was being wrapped and unwrapped by the tugging on his foreskin as he stroked it. And then he stood up, and pushed it right through the hole to me. The smell was overwhelming... a man's smell... and while it stood there in front of me, twitching up and down, I did what came naturally. I dropped to my knees and took as much of it as I could into my mouth. "Damn, boy, you know how to handle uncut dick" he moaned. I was moaning, too, from the taste of all that pre-cum, and the way he kept sliding it in and out while I worked it from the other side. "Show me your ass". I whispered "I didn't bring any condoms". "Who the fuck cares, boy? I said show me your ass". The aggressiveness in his tone was sexy as fuck, so I stood up, pulled my cheeks apart, and pressed my hairy hole up against the partition. Nothing happened at first, then I felt his tongue lapping away "mmmmm, nice pink hairy hole" he kept saying. An amazing feeling, and I knew this man knew what he was doing. After about 3 minutes of wetting up my ass, I felt the head of his dick press against me. "Hold still, you're gonna love this... all the white boys do" he said. But once he started to slide into me, I felt like I was going to split open. As I started to pull away, he said "where the hell you think you're going?". In a moment he pulled his dick out of the hole and said "get your ass over here now" and unlocked the door to his stall. I stumbled out of my stall over to his, and he pushed it shut behind me, locking it. This man was amazing... about 6'3", solidly built, beautiful brown eyes and a killer smile. "Turn around" he said as he pushed me up against the stall door. He slammed his cock into me, but there was no place to move to this time. He held me there, pinned with his 10'' deep inside me. He put his face next to mine and whispered "now tell me how good this poz cock feels". My heart sank. What the fuck was I doing? But then he started to slowly move his hips, gyrating his dick into my guts, and the feeling was just too good. I knew I should have tried to get away, but I didn't want to. All I wanted to do was please this man, give him all the ass he wanted. I pushed my ass back into his hips, and he laughed. "Yeah, I thought so. This ass is goooood" as he pounded into me. He pulled me back into him and kept drilling my hold so hard my own cock was bouncing up and down on my stomach. I couldn't help myself, I was so hard and the fuck was so good that I came without warning, and it dripped down my dick, onto the floor. He laughed. "Now it's my turn, bitch". And with that he shoved me up against the stall door again and in one huge thrust buried himself deep inside me "fuuuuck, I'm breeding your ass good, boy!" My ass burned with the sensation, but I had never felt so good in my life. As it throbbed inside me, he leaned in again and whispered "since you're good and open, I'm gonna share you with some friends." I heard him grab his phone and take a picture of his still massive dick in my ass, and then send it. "Hold still, they'll be here in a few minutes."

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.

Last night, I'm recently single and have decided to embrace my slutty side for a bit. It was a guy I'd hooked up with before, but unlike the first time I didn't insist on a condom - I lubed up his cock and slid down on it before we could even discuss it. Begged for his load and he came quick with me riding him raw. We both weren't done, he was semi hard after so I rolled back and fingered my hole for him, gave him a slutty show in my jock until he was rock hard enough to fuck me again. Second load took thirty minutes of him rough fucking me, his cock was white from the first load then he bred me deep. Seeing him again tomorrow...

Part two So as time went on we kept fucking bareback but with him pulling out to blow on my stomach etc. But during out MSN chats at night as I lived in one city and him in another he brought up the subject of breeding. “I love that we are going raw, but I have this need to seed you and make you mine” My stomach did a flip but my cock got harder. I didn’t know how to respond. I was alright going raw with him but to take his poz cum in my hole. Would I convert right away or would I be okay. So many thoughts going through my mind at that moment Me “Let’s just see what happens” So we discussed it more and then he turned on his cam.I turned mine on too. We both turned off our volume and kept it as text as at that point in my life I was still living with the rents. I had never seen his cock that hard. So hard I thought it was going to split in two from the pressure that must have been going through his cock. “WOW you’re so hard” “Yeah it is the thought of finally breeding you. It would be my first time breeding someone” “Really? You never breed your ex?” “He and I discussed it but he was not comfortable with the idea” “Oh I see” was my reply. The longer we talked about it the more my fears melted away and his (as I later found out) he was just as nervous about the prospect as I was. He had taken off out west to visit some of his best friends for six days. I hadn’t heard much from him but we had planned to meet up the night he got back from his trip. So I met him at the bar. We had a beer then walked back to his place, which was not far from the bar. Once we got back to his place we had a few drinks and smoked a joint with his roommate, we ended up in the bedroom kissing and getting horned up for a fuck. I pulled his shirt off and went directly to his nipples while my other hand massaged his cock through his shorts. “I haven’t cum in six days” “Why not?” I asked “No privacy, plus rather cum with you” I thought WOW now that is dedication, (at that moment in my life I could not go more than 8 hours without relieving my balls as I would just get ornery if I didn’t. He was moving his hands down towards my ass. In my mind I am thinking tonight may be the night that I finally take his load. As we kept up the pitch of our foreplay my hole was getting more turned on, he was circling my hole with his finger, and I am thinking I am going to DEMAND his seed. No more of this pulling out bullshit. Tonight is the night. He removed my shorts in one quick motion and pulled his nipple out of my mouth. His shorts came off and we were standing naked kissing and exploring each of our bodies with our hands. He threw me down on the bed and pulled me to the edge of the bed, got down on his knees and buried his face in my ass. I felt electric shocks as he probed my most vulnerable spot. The spot where I knew his bare dick was going to go and if all went to plan, he would be planting his poz seed deep in my hole. I sat up and pulled him up. I got him to lay on the bed and I planted my ass directly on his face. I took his hard cock and heavy balls into my hand. I sucked down the head of his cock as far as I could into my mouth and down my throat while pulling on his balls gently, making him moan while he was eating my ass. His cock was by far one of the best I have ever sucked and he is one of the best rimmers I have ever had. I spit his cock out and turned so I could kiss him. He looked at me after I broke the kiss as we both needed to catch our breath. He looked at me and said “Can we breed?” “Yes please breed me” I replied. He sat up on his haunches I sat up too. He kissed me, pulled away and said “I have been waiting for this day” then kissed me again. “Me too since you first brought it up” he handed me the poppers and I took a good hit…. Wow a fresh bottle. Maybe he knew this was the day for it even though I had not said anything to him about my plan I had in my head. He laid me back and pulled my legs up….. He lubed his cock up with minimal lube and put just a small drop on my hole, as it was still wet from him eating my ass like a champ. He slowly teased my hole with the head of his cock. Rubbing it back and forth. Then pushed it in just the head and flexed, I felt that pain of my hole expanding to accommodate his cock. Then slowly pushed his way in, until his balls were resting in the crevasse of my ass, he stayed there for a moment drinking in the moment. I was in Heaven. I was also scared as hell but I had to do this I could not back out now. I knew if I did I would not have the courage to do it again, also I would feel like I was abandoning my lover. I wrapped my legs around his ass so that he couldn’t pull out as far as he wanted too. I wanted to keep him in deep as he could go. I didn’t realize it at the time as I had never had that sensation that as he was fucking me I was having anal orgasms. He pulled out, I instantly felt empty, and flipped me onto all fours and handed me the popper bottle. I took a big wiff as he went down and tongued my hole again. I shivered as he did that as the sensations were too much to handle. “Babe, you ready again?” he Said “Fuck me” I replied With that he pushed his cock back in and I felt full again. He started hammering my hole sending vibrations through my body. I looked down and there was a big stream of pre cum leaking out of my cock. I reached down and scooped it up. I then raised myself and put the pre cum in his mouth which he greedily licked up. Then shared it with me in a kiss. We kept fucking like this for a while him playing with his hands across my nipples and my balls which just made me more horny for his load. “You ready for my load boy” “Yes Dad” even though he was 35 and I was 26 it was very much a Daddy/Boy moment. “I need to look in your eyes when I breed you” With that he pulled out and I flipped onto my back took a short whiff of poppers again and he put his cock in me. “Here it comes boy” With that he started hammering home, my hole was so ready for his load. I saw that look on his face that I had come to know so well his I am going to cum look. Three more hard hammers and he screamed “TAKE MY LOAD BOY” with that he started pumping his full balls inside me. He collapsed on top of me breathing heavily. I could feel his heart beat on my chest and his cock still pumping away in my hole. He pulled out and rolled over and pulled me close and said. “Cum for your daddy” he applied a dollop of lube to my cock and I started stroking away and blew my load. He went down and licked it up. After he was done licking it up and I could see the remnants in his goatee, he said “Only fair you took my load I should take yours” and then kissed me I could taste my cum on his breath. It was super hot. We then fell asleep holding each other. Every time we fucked after that we always bred. I still wonder to this day how I didn’t become poz by that beautiful cock. Sorry about the delay..... Just have had so much to do that I was working on this in Word when I had a few spare moments.

I only started getting fucked by men when I got into my late 50s. I'd always been totally straight until then. I'm still attracted only to women, but am now also addicted to BB anal from guys. I'd always hated using latex condoms when I fucked women, but the natural skins were almost as good as their bare vaginas. From what I've read, natural skins won't work on blocking the virus. Anyway, right from my first times taking cock from men, I took their loads BB. I simply love knowing that my stud's load is deep inside me. I have always felt that cum was intended to be pumped into body holes, not into rubbers. That's why I BB. So, I never transitioned from covered to raw. As a top (just to women) I know it feels lousy to wear a rubber. As a an anal bottom, to be honest with you, perhaps because I am always so well lubed, my hole can't feel the difference. If indeed there is more friction to my hole, then that's actually a plus to me because I like a good, rough pounding. The sorer my hole feels afterward, the better. I've gotten fucked mostly by bi guys, most of whom are married or in a fulltime relationship with a woman, but there have been more than a few exclusively gay cocks up my ass too. One gay guy always used condoms when he did me. If I had to guess, out of the 4 dozen or so partners I've had, about 80% of them barebacked me. About half of them pumped in a second load. I honestly think that most guys playing around out there, who are not gay or almost exclusively gay, are neg. I've been reading a lot here about chasing and getting stealthed. Though there are definitely some married chasers (or men whose primary partner is a woman), I most of the chasers are gay - virtually none of them mention sex with women. Stealthers also seem to be primary gay and very into spreading their bug, especially to non-suspecting neg guys, who the stealther seems to believe have "it" (getting pozzed without knowing he's getting a highly toxic load( simply because the bottom "is stupid enough to be taking it bareback in the first place." Some stealthers seem like to tell their bottom about the toxic load they just took (or are taking as the load is being pumped in) while others seem to be content with letting the bottom discover he's been infected once the fuck flu sets in. I found this site a little over a week ago after being referred to it by a chaser I encountered on CL. He responded to an ad I placed looking for a poz top to fuck me. I suppose that makes me a chaser now too. I posted the ad because I find the risk of taking a poz load is exhilarating. I've done a lot of reading here since last week and have become fascinated with bug chasing. I do not want to get infected, if indeed I am still neg (I had what may have been the fuck flu 2-1/2 years ago - thought it was 1-1/2 yrs, but it was back in 2013), I know that by continuing to bareback, sooner or later I'll get seeded with a toxic load. I don't want to deal with the consequences of converting, both health and otherwise. But, I know statistically, my time is coming (there's that 1:70 figure from one study). One guy I've chatted with got pozzed after only 6 loads and then went on to poz another guy with only 2 loads in one night. Yet, other guys have BBed for years, having taken hundreds of loads, and are still neg. Now that I have progressed to placing ads for getting seeded with hot loads, I know I may get targeted by a stealther packing a load with a high VL. Quite frankly, that's pretty scary. Taking a raw load from someone who is undetectable is okay with me because I know my risk of getting pozzed is lower than it is for a recently pozzed guy who doesn't know he's poz yet. Regardless, I can't wait to get my next load and may even post another ad in an hour or so.

I'm not great at story telling but will try to share one that was really hot for me anyway. I was cruising around one evening around 6 at some old baseball fields that were not used much anymore, there are 2 restrooms located between the fields. it was pretty deserted place, and saw only a few trucks around and nobody in them. I walked in the first restroom, old block style, and looked for signs of cruising and graffiti and; not much going on, so decided to walk to the other restrooms further inward to the back. I cut across the field and darted towards the other mensrooms, All the while not even noticing 2 latin guys that were apparently there doing irrigation or field maintenance, in their white truck, i couldn't see before because of the sun glare. It was a moment that stood still, because i was about to hit another restroom and saw them at the same time looking . I froze for a second and went on in, wondering wtf now, got caught cruising... Horny and shook up at the same time, it seemed like forever, decided to hold still at the urinals and wait to see if i was gonna get beat up or nothing at all. Sure enough heard footsteps coming and thought both were coming to beat the shit out of me, but it was only one guy. He goes up to the other urinal with a block divider between us, so could see too much and stands there no pissing, i blurted out hello and not sure if i even said the word i was so nervous. To the short: first latin dude starts stroking it out!!! Looked to be in his 30's, nice looking hairy and i'm saying want it sucked! He didn't even nod before i was on my knees sucking that musky uncut cock. It was incredible, finally lucked out for once, slurping up that cock and balls until he blew down my throat in the middle of the restroom! He blows, and I'm hoping the other guy comes in that was keeping watch i guess.... If it was gonna happen again, i wanted to get fucked by this dude. I stripped down waiting leaned over ass out. So the 2nd guy doesn't speak much either but motions for just a suck, and i was like oh well, better than nothing, so i sucked extra hard and long on that dude! I then after a few mins got up bent over and then he was more than willing to shove that rock hard dick in my ass! Took his pounding and moans until he blasted a hot load in my ass! He zipped up and left really quick, but it was so hot! I laid there a minute with a load in my throat and one in my ass! In shock but ready to blow! Anyway, over said but was so hot!

Part 8 On the bus back home, Josh had lots of time to contemplate the trigger he just pulled: Not even out to most people in his life, he just had sex on camera with another man. And it wasn’t just porn, it would be perceived as pretty fucked up porn to most of the world: he begged for, and probably got, multiple STDs on film. But ever since he’d read that ad online, with the photo of Luke, he knew this was what he wanted. He pulled it up on his smart phone as the bus barreled down the highway towards his hometown: Neg Jock Sought for BB Porn Top $$ paid for neg jock to be fucked bare on film. Likely to be a bug chasing fetish blockbuster, we’re seeking a hot guy to take it in the ass raw by this radioactive jock (see pic attached). Likely exposure to HIV, Herpes, Gonorrhea, Syphilis, and more. Potential for sequels, porn stardom, and lots of cash. That ad, placed by Steve, led to countless chats online, pics exchanged, cam sessions and more, to the point of Josh finding him self lusting for Luke’s cum all day and night. He grinned, moving his backpack over his lap to cover his growing erection. Luke was everything he’d imagined him to be. His body was like a Greek statue, muscled and veiny. His lips drew him in to be kissed. His big dick seemed made for reaming Josh’s ass. His smell was masculine but sweet. He was perfect. And now, Luke’s DNA pulsed in Josh's body. Whatever Luke had, he now likely had. He was Luke’s progeny. Whatever symptoms arose within him, his god Luke had also experienced them. They were becoming one. He felt his phone vibrate with a new text message from Luke. “We have an idea for an additional scene. We gotta have more. Can you come back next weekend?” Josh replied “For you, anything!” A wet spot emerged through Josh’s jeans, and he gazed out the window. *** “This is Billy.” Steve said to Josh. Billy had lost a lot of weight since his first fuck session with Luke, but he still had his mischievous grin and bad boy appeal. “Hi there.” Josh said. On first impression, Billy wasn’t attractive. He was older, his eyes were a bit sunken, and the all-over tattoos were not doing it for him. “Billy is going to fuck you today on camera, Josh, and it’s gonna be fucking awesome.” Steve said. Luke looked at Josh and read his look of trepidation. “Billy’s fucked me a lot, Josh. He’s part of me, and by association he’s already part of you. You taking his load today is important for us.” “OK, for you.” Josh replied to Luke, with a bit of a laugh. Luke took Josh into another room to get him ready for the shoot. He kissed him and sucked his dick for a bit. “Imagine it’s me fucking you. And know that it’s more of my DNA you’re taking” were Luke’s final words to him as they emerged back into the room, now set for filming. “Action.” Steve said. The camera man panned up Josh’s body. He had a semi hard dick, leftover from Luke’s foreplay, but his arousal was dissipating. As the camera got to Josh’s face, he looked visibly nervous. “Josh, you look nervous. Are you?” The cameraman said. “Yeah, a little bit.” A lie. He was very nervous now. He didn't want to get fucked by this stranger. The camera panned to Billy’s face, who could be seen looking up and down on his conquest with pleasure. “This is Billy.” “Hey.” Billy replied with a smile. The camera started panning down Billy’s inked up body. It lingered at the letters “HIV” above his cock, then focused a bit on his curved dick and down his legs. Billy had taken a couple pills to ensure an erection, and his dick was throbbing, perhaps harder than he’d ever been. “What are we here for today?” The camera guy asked. “I’m gonna fuck this kid up with my charged-up load.” Billy said. Josh looked off camera at Luke, longing for it to be Luke in Billy’s position. He tried stroking his dick, but it wasn’t hardening. Billy decided to waste no time with foreplay, so he bent Josh over the bed and squirted a glob of lube onto his fingers. He finger fucked Josh’s ass, ascending from one to three fingers without much delay. Another glob of lube, and a fourth digit entered the ginger stud, stretching his hole and warranting a shriek of pain from Josh. “Let’s do this” Billy finally said. Josh was bent over, head turned toward the camera, and he caught a glimpse of Luke jerking off. This made him feel a little better about the situation. Lube drained from the bottle to the tip of Billy’s throbbing, curved, uncut dick. “I’m gonna destroy this cunt, you faggot.” He said. “Fuck me,” Josh whimpered instinctively as he saw precum glistening on Luke’s dick head in the distance. Billy spread Josh’s ass cheeks with his hands and lined up the head of his dick against Josh’s hole. He pushed his hips forward, and contact was made. Josh closed his eyes, knowing the pain that was about to ensue, but loving the feeling of a dick against his hole, even this unknown cock. Billy entered Josh's fuck chute slowly, as Josh was really tight and tense still. As the shaft was about mid-way in, Josh wasn’t sure he could take any more. Perhaps it was the bend in Billy's dick or its stiffness or just his disinterest in this fuck, but Billy’s dick felt like it was ripping him open. “Ow! Oh fuck, stop, just. . . slow. I can’t.” were among the words and phases Josh uttered as Billy forged ahead without care. A tear ran down Josh's face. What was he doing? About thirty seconds later, Billy said “Feel my balls against your grundle you whore? I’m fucking all the way in you, you cum slut.” He signaled for the camera to move around to capture the moment as he held his diseased dick deep inside the boy. “And now I’m gonna death fuck you, you bitch.” Josh winced as Billy pulled almost completely out and then slammed balls deep again. Billy’s dick was raging hard, pulsing, throbbing, unyielding. He was skewering Josh, stabbing mercilessly at his prostate. Finally, he pulled out completely, flipped Josh around, and pushed him onto his back. Grabbing Josh’s ankles, he held his legs up, spread them wide and inserted his dick again. “I want you to look me in my eyes when I shoot my toxic load in you.” Josh looked up at Billy. He wasn’t sure what he was doing letting this dude fuck him (on camera no less). What had gotten into him? Billy’s thrusts got more intense as Josh studied the torso of the man who’s bare dick was inside him. He wasn’t at all like his obsession, Luke. He was skinny, if not sickly, and pale. Tatted up. Perhaps even a little dirty. Josh’s dick remained soft, but a little precum emerged as it bounced on his stomach while Billy terrorized his ass. “I’m close you bitch. You’re about to get my radioactive jizz. You’re looking at your fate. At Luke’s fate. You’re nothing but a toxic cum dump now. No meds. Just fucks.” Josh moaned as he looked into Billy’s eyes and saw them roll back. “FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!! Billy screamed. “FUCK!!! I’m shooting in you! Fuck your ruined ass feels good!!! Oh shit, oh god, ooooh, oooh yeah.” A flood of semen invaded Josh's tight ass. The skin of Billy's dick was now completely frictionless against Josh's guts because of a soup of diseased sperm. Billy dropped Josh’s ankles, and his legs fell to the floor beside Billy’s. After a few seconds, Billy pulled his cock out of the pale white ass of Josh, pulling with it a bit of blood pink-tinged cum and ass juice. “That’s a fucking wrap.” Billy said into the camera.

PART 7 – DALTON SMILES I opened the front door. Dalton and I stood on either side of the threshold, towels wrapped around our waists. I motioned for him to come inside, but he stood completely still for a good 10 seconds. Then, without another word, he entered. The door closed behind him. I cocked my head toward the kitchen, and he followed me in silence. Once I reached the kitchen counter, I grabbed a water bong sitting next to the sink, then turned around to face him. Dalton's expression was neutral—impassive. He clearly didn’t understand what he was doing in our house. He just knew, somehow, that he needed to be there. I’d seen that look before, seen it in other boys who’d kept their deepest hunger a secret even to themselves. He was following some nameless, wordless urge as he followed my footsteps—all his good taste and better judgment giving way to a dark impulse pulsing just beneath the surface of his skin. I placed the bong up to his lips. He dutifully sealed one end with his mouth, his eyes locked on mine. I lit a fire under the glass bowl—no explanation offered, no permission granted. He began to inhale before the smoke was ready, and I gave him a quick shake of my head. He stopped. Then, as the white smoke began to trickle out of the bowl, I nodded, and he slowly began to inhale his first lungful of Tina. I kept nodding as he sucked in that smoke, making sure he took a thick, potent hit nice and deep—then a little deeper—then deeper still. Satisfied that his first hit was up to my standards, I pulled the pipe away and gave him another nod. He hesitated, his eyes still locked on mine. Realizing he needed some guidance, I demonstrated what I wanted him to do: I shaped my mouth into an “O,” then let him hear the breath leave my lungs as I exhaled loud and long. His eyes brightened: he understood now. He opened his mouth in a round “O” just like mine, then released a long, fat snake of white smoke that slid from his lips into the air between us. I nodded approval, and he blushed. Once again, his lips wrapped around the mouthpiece. Once again, I applied heat to the bowl. Inhale, then exhale. Repeat. As one hit melted into another, he started to understand the rhythm of blowing thick clouds of chem-smoke. Three hits, four hits, five: I could see his pupils go dark as the T in the glass bowl made its way into his lungs, his brain, his skin, his sweat. Finally, I set the pipe back down on the counter, taking a good look at our freshly chemmed-up Neighbor Boy. He was smiling at me. And that’s when I realized something: I’d never seen this kid flash an easy, friendly, honest grin. He was always guarded somehow, always fearful of revealing too much. But now his whole face radiated with unchecked joy; his eyes flickered with a playfulness—maybe even a devilishness—that I hadn’t quite anticipated. Those clouds of chem-smoke had unlocked something, like they always do. Like so many boys before him, like so many repressed little bros just aching for something real, he was finally free. We grinned at each other for a minute or two before I broke the silence between us. “I’m so proud of you, bro,” I said, reaching over to muss his hair. His smile grew even wider as he took a step closer to me, his towel falling to the floor. I let me own towel drop, and Dalton’s giant smile turned into a mischievous half-grin. Blushing again, he pointed sheepishly at the pipe. “Would it be cool if I smoked a little more?”

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Part 5 It didn't take long to get a reasonable clientele list. Once word started spreading, Cory was working every night. There are lots of men willing to pay for an 18 yo boy, especially when they could get rough with him. And many of them loved his strung out look. It made it dirtier for them. Some guys even paid very well for specialties. Soon he was pulling in over $2000 a week. That didn't even include what I was pulling in online from video sales. That was another cash cow. Of course I knew this couldn't last forever. He had already gone through the fuck flu, and I knew with the amount of drugs and rough sex he was subjected too, his body would eventually break down. When it was time, I'd just sell him off for whatever I could get, just to get rid of him. In the meantime I'd get all I could out of him. Sometimes I'd leave him with Andre for a couple days where he'd serve as a house cumdump. With the amount of people Andre dealt too, he would pretty much spend 48 hours with a cock always in his body. He'd be kept high and complient. Occasionally I'd take him down by the docks to work the street. I'd keep watch on him, like a good pimp should, as skeevy looking guys would pick him up for a quick blowjob or fuck. Recently I sold him for a weekend to a couple of really old leather guys who wanted a no limits slave. And they meant NO limits. And they paid top dollar. They agreed to film the festivities for me. I supplied them with the party supplies at no extra charge. When Cory got home, I had to give him a few days to recover. Watching the video was so totally hot and fucked up! They had a full dungeon, and put it to full use! My whore spent every moment in some form of painful bondage while his body was subjected to extreme tortures. Countless things were shoved up his ass, from fists, to baseball bats, to dildos of ungodly size. Every scream of agony was recorded. Many strange men showed up to fuck his ever increasingly ruined cunt. At one point he was tied to a St. Andrews cross, his arms and legs securely bound. Needles were inserted into his body all over. His nipples were first, two long needles inserted cross ways while he screamed. Other parts of his body were next, arms, thighs, chest. Finally, his cock. Many needles were passed through the head and shaft. Cory just cried and sweated buckets. Finally needles were passed through his scrotum and even his testicles. He visibly passed onto another plane of existence. Finally he looked like a giant pincushion. He was taken down off the cross and laid on his back on a table. He was then fucked in his holes while his tormentors flicked and wiggled the potruding needles. Cory just jerked and spasmed at his torture. Finally they started pulling the needles out, leaving his cock for last. As they slowly extracted them, Cory actually came, cum flowing out of his soft cock all over his stomach. I jerked my own meat while I watched his painful torment, shooting a big load as I watched my son cum from the exquisite pain. I would sell him to these men many more times, each time just as harsh and messed up. But hey, money's money, gotta get it while you can!

Part 4 My whore just lay there on the dirty matress barely moving after his brutal poz fuck. I sat there looking at him while I smoked a cig. "Roll over and show me your cunt!" I ordered. Cory immediately did as told, grabbing his ankles, spreading his legs apart, showing us his red, oozing, fuckhole. We just laughed at the slut. "He minds well." commented Andre. "Yea," I said, "he already knows there's no use in disobeying me." Standing up, I spit on his face, followed by the other two men. "You wanna sell him today man?" Asked Andre. I know a few guys who would pay for some nice teen pussy." "Hell yea I do! No since wasting time. But I wanna film it. They can wear masks, but I wanna get his whole birthday on film to sell. Any poz guys?" "Yea, a couple. How much you selling him for?" "Since he's fresh, even though his pussy is already sloppy, we'll go with $50, but they can be as brutal as they want." "Aight, I'll get the word out now, shouldn't take long." And it didn't. His first official john showed up within an hour. I made sure Cory got another big slam before I turned the guy loose on him. I had the camera set up to catch the action so I wouldn't be in the room to impede the festivities. We just handed the guy a ski mask and let him in the bedroom. We sat in the living room, smoking a fresh pipe. Soon we heard Cory getting beat, his screams making my own cock stir in my jeans. Not too long later the guy came out of the room, handed me $50 bucks and left. I could hear Cory sobbing into the matress. "That's some fucked up shit man." laughed Andre. "Yea I know, but it's hot." I replied. The scene repeated itself many times over the next few hours. The fourth guy used his belt to blister my whore's ass real good. We could hear every time the leather was laid into him, followed by a loud scream from my son. After each john left I would inspect my property to make sure he wasn't seriously injured. But other than welts and bruises, he was alright. By the end of the night, I had $700 bucks in my hand. I gave $300 to Andre, since he was basically acting as a pimp that day. So I figured $400 for sitting on my ass and smoking was pretty good. We went into the bedroom where Cory just lay face down on the matress. His body covered in the marks of his abuse. His ass had severe welts on it, as did other parts of his body. Bruises covered his arms and legs, his face a dark red from repeated slappings, and the beginning of a black eye. He looked like a real roughed up prison bitch. But we weren't finished with him yet. We stripped off our clothes, my cock rock hard looking down at my fucked up son. I laid down on the matress and grabbed Cory, pulling his body on top of mine. With no effort, I rammed my cock up his cunt, it was so loose and wet. He just moaned as I entered him. Andre moved in on top of his back, and lined his cock up to Cory's hole, and forced it in next to mine. Cory just threw his head back and squealed at this new intrusion on his already ripped and sore hole. Andre just powered in, burying himself to the hilt, then started power fucking my son. I just laid there and let him do the work. "You like that boy?" I spoke into Cory's ear. "Tell me son. Tell me you love it. Tell me you are Daddy's whore. Thank me for your birthday presents." "Thank you Daddy," Cory panted, his mind and body too fucked up to resist anything. "Thank you for my birthday. I love you Daddy. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me." He just repeated that over and over. I knew I totally owned him. Andre must have fucked him for 20 minutes before he blasted another load in my son. As soon as he pulled out, Jamal took his place. Cory's hole offered no resistance, accepting the log right up his trashed out hole. Cory just moaned and begged to be fucked more. I grabbed his head and planted my lips on his neck, sucking as hard as I could. Soon I left a dark red mark, and moved to a new spot. I bit down, breaking the skin and tasted blood. This sent me over the edge and I started fucking his pussy hard with Jamal. Soon we were both dumping two more loads in my sons wrecked mancunt. 22. That's at least how many loads my whore took that day. Watching later what I had taped was so hot, watching anonymous men beat and fuck my son, I couldn't wait to get it edited and online for sale. I knew plenty of sick fucks would pay well for it.

Part 3 Luke continued to question what he was doing at Steve’s. While rational thought told him his time with Steve was one bad decision after another, he also found Steve so fucking hot and irresistible – his huge arms, his massive legs, his dark tan skin, so Luke quite willingly followed Steve through the apartment to the bedroom and then into the bathroom. Steve pointed to the big gang-like shower and instructed Luke to get in. As steam began to fill the room, his daddy-god Steve entered the shower too. It was the first time Luke saw Steve without any clothing on, and Luke was instantly obsessed with all he saw. As he took it in, Luke asked “What’s with the bandage?" pointing below Steve’s belly button to the dressing protecting his new ink. “New tattoo. You’ll see it soon enough, and will probably want one of your own.” Steve said as he pulled Luke close for a kiss – their first. They stood in the hot shower spray, Steve’s dick getting hard again as it brushed against Luke’s throbbing cock. Even not knowing what was under the bandage, Luke knew Steve was right, that he’d want that same tattoo as well some day. He wanted to be marked as Steve’s. They kissed sensually in the shower for a while, their bare cocks bobbing erectly below. Turning to the cold marble tile wall, Luke leaned into the stone and spread his legs wide, presenting his ass to Steve to fuck. Steve approached, planting his feet just outside of Luke's, and lined his massive dick head up with Luke's hole. Steve’s prick entered Luke’s cunt with less agony this time: the water and Steve’s pre-cum reduced friction, and Luke's hole was still wrecked from their last fuck session. Steve worked his dick all the way into Luke’s velvety sex chute and knew this boy was becoming his in so many ways. As the shower fuck continued, precum dripped down the cold wall against which Luke’s erection pressed. “I love knowing your inside me” Luke said. He meant it – he loved being a bottom and all that such meant. “I like being in you. Raw. Knowing you’re taking all of me. My dick. My load. My DNA. Everything I am is in you.” This embodied what sex meant to Luke. Perhaps not really grasping all of the consequences of what this meant in this moment, Luke’s boner sprung with excitement and a glob of precum –- to the point of Luke wondering if in fact he came a little -- smeared on the wall against his dick’s head. “Fuuck yes. Make me yours. My ass is yours. My body is yours.” Steve pulled completely out, and then pushed his dick balls deep into Luke. Luke whimpered. Then Steve picked up the pace in pumping his dick in and out of Luke’s hole. Steve’s dick was throbbing and rock hard inside his new fuck toy, and indeed, after a couple of minutes of pounding, Steve announced “I’m gonna cum.” His thrusts became more intense. He pushed all the way into Luke again and screamed “I’m fucking cumming in you, slut.” Another of Steve’s toxic loads shot deep into Luke’s wrecked ass. Luke tensed his ass around the massive dick inside him and also shot a huge load against the wall of the shower, exclaiming “Fuck, that was amazing,” as he twisted around to kiss his inseminator. As their spent dicks again brushed against one another, Luke felt fulfilled and transformed – feelings that were, perhaps unbeknownst to him, both figurative and literal.

hey guys here is chapter one of a new series I am working on. Please don't report me when I post this chapter in chem sex once I add chapter two because chapter two is almost entirely chemmed up gay hard core sex and doesn't belong in straight/bi fiction. Thanks! disclaimer: although this story is based on fact, some things have been changed to suit the story. This story is not meant in any way to convince young guys to get high and end up fucking around with each other...they'll find out how great it is on their own. For the purposes of the law, Any illegal/immoral activity in this story never happened, even if they did. New City, New Story Part 1: new kid on The block The road stretched out ahead far into the distance, just as endless as it had been two states ago, but with the appearance of pine trees and softly rolling hills, Aidan Buckley couldn’t help feeling like there might finally be finish line to his journey. Ever since he’d loaded up his old corolla and headed for the fastest road out of Texas, he’d been wandering aimlessly from state to state, staying in month-to-month apartment buildings and residence hotels, searching for something worth the temptation of staying in one place. After quitting his most recent job working at the Starbucks inside a Barnes and Noble in New Mexico, Aidan took a copy of the Wall Street Journal someone had left behind. Normally he avoided periodicals, but the pages were conveniently folded back to a BIG headline declaring Denver, CO the top spot for young people looking for good fun, steady work and adventure. Since every other article he read recently seemed to name various Texan cities as the top spot for a young guy like him, Aidan was over-joyed to see a new name on the horizon. By the time he rolled into town that afternoon, he was already convinced: Denver would be home…for a while anyway. He spent the first night in his car and hunted for work first thing the next morning, with hopes he would be able to find an apartment nearby. Due to the booming economy and some exaggeration on his resume, he found a job almost immediately, working 40 hours a week in book ordering and sales at a small bookstore chain. It wasn’t hard to bluff his way through the ordering procedure and pretend he’d actually been a book store employee at B&N, not just the barista in the lobby. Bluffing his way in to an apartment building was not so simple. With a housing shortage in place, landlords could be picky, meaning no one wanted to rent to an aspiring writer with a $14/hr salary, no savings, and only a GED in terms of education. He wondered if his Mom was right about staying all four years at high school and going to college for some useless degree in literature or history or something, but his Dad assured him that he was making the smart choice by following his dream of writing books like Jack Kerouac and Hunter S. Thompson, and if that meant graduating early, and taking a few years to live like a gypsy, Aidan would do exactly that. Reaffirmed in his goal, he continued to hunt until all the apartment offices closed and he wound up back in his back seat. Usually Aiden liked to spend a few days getting to know his new home before starting at whatever gig he had lined up to pay to keep him writing, but he was truly determined to do whatever it took to make Denver work for as long as it held some allure. That’s why he didn’t bat an eye when his new boss called at 7 am and requested he start that very morning. Even so, he wished he’d found an apartment before having to head in and explain why he had no permanent address for the forms. Luckily, the store was two doors down from a laundromat, so Aidan decided to head over right that second and toss in some clothes, so at least he wouldn’t look like he’d slept in his car. Closing time seemed to come quickly that first day, and Aidan was happy to find he liked his new coworkers as much as his new city. He seemed to bond quickly with one guy specifically, which was good since that guy happened to be in charge of training all new hires and would be by Aidan’s side for the next month. In Aidan’s experience, most companies picked the least sociable person for that position, so the trainees would be focused entirely on navigating the inventory systems without silly distractions like small talk or eye contact. Those people were still a step up from the occasional disappearing trainer, a rare breed that cares so little for the position that he or she will only appear once the customer gets violent or an expensive piece of machinery is on fire, as was the case at a boot factory in Sonoma resulting a small explosion and Aidan’s extremely short career in footwear production. So imagine his surprise when he discovered he’d be working with Liam, an actual human being, complete with social graces and the ability to smile. For the first time in all his many odd jobs, he felt like he was actually learning everything he needed to know, with positive attention paid instead of disapproving scrutiny or uninterested ignorance. The more time they worked side-by-side, the more they got along, which made sense since Liam was barely 5 yrs older than Aidan, they had similar tastes in movies, books, music, pot-smoking, drinking games, sports (never mind that they rooted for opposing teams) and Liam was not any farther along in deciding his life path than the teen he found himself training. “Hell AB,” Liam told his new friend, calling him by a nickname that referred to both his initials and the toned teenage abs his short tee shirts exposed each time he reached for a book on the top shelf in the store. “At least you know what you want to be when you grow up and you’re preparing by finding some experiences to write about. I don’t even know what I want to do this weekend, and my experiences thus far only prepare me a future if it involves a dialect identification, complicated lighting terms and varying memorization techniques. Even working actors can’t use the stuff they teach you when you get a film performance degree. Guess I’ll have to find something that draws on my brainful of comic book trivia, retail book sales formulas and some mind blowing x-rated sessions with a lot of very messed-up actors and actresses back at school.” It was comments like that one that slowly clued Aidan into the fact that Liam was openly bisexual, which didn’t bother him…much. Growing up the son of a pastor, Aidan was surprised at how cool everyone at work was with Liam’s sexuality. As far as he could tell, the whole staff knew and no one cared. Aidan tried his hardest to be chill with it too, but he was still uncomfortable the following weekend when Liam invited him over to smoke out with some buds and one of them started hitting on him. He kindly begged off, but the guy was persistent until Aidan had to come out and say “I only bone chicks,” which got a good laugh from everyone there. Once they were aware that he was not interested, the guys backed off, although Liam still had a good time making Aidan squirm that night by rubbing up on him at the clubs or grabbing his ass when he passed him at work the next day. In exchange for the harassment, Liam provided the drinks and pot for the two of them when they went out a few nights later, which was good since Aidan made only about ¾ of what Liam did. By the end of the second week it was like they’d been friends for years, and both guys were sorry that Liam had such a small place, otherwise they could have been roommates. Still, Aidan found a temporary apartment about a block from Liam’s building, and the guys started carpooling and hanging out after work almost daily. About three weeks into their friendship it became clear to Liam that Aidan was going slightly overboard with his new independence. While Aidan had smoked and drank before moving to Colorado, he hadn’t been in a situation to enjoy it with friends since high school, especially not legally and in such quantities. It wasn’t long before Liam asked Aidan to chip in for more of the goodies, since Liam figured his teen friend was now using at least half of the stuff he was buying. Not quite legally old enough to buy all the stuff he wanted to enjoy, the guys worked out a system where Aidan would give a list and some cash to Liam every payday, and Liam would purchase everything and meet him back at Aidan’s apartment to begin the weekend partying. Like any teenage boy, Aidan was curious about Liam’s admissions of his crazy sexual adventures in college, and it finally got the best of him at a small party to celebrate Aidan’s certification on the sales program at work. Blurting out a request to hear one of the tales might not have been too scandalous if it had been at the apartment, but it didn’t come up until the group had made their way to a club down the road. The bar crowd went silent as Aidan realized just how loud he’d shouted to his friend to tell him about his first orgy. Shrugging it off as if it was an everyday occurance, Liam finished his drink and began the tale of his first group sex experience. “It was first semester, freshman year,” His voice held no hint of the direction the story was headed. Instead lilting along like he was recalling a funny anecdote or retelling what he’d had for lunch the day before. “I was playing poker in a study lounge in the dorm next door with some guys I knew from my dorm and a friend from one of my acting classes. Somebody snuck in a bottle of McCormick’s vodka, and the game was devolving into a drinking game in a matter of minutes. Around the time I was on my third shot, one of the guys got a text from his girlfriend, who was at work or band practice or something, and she was asking him to invite her roommate, Taylor, to come join us. Apparently Taylor had just moved in that day and didn’t know anyone on campus. So Tony, being a good boyfriend, staggered down the hall and invited the girl to come join us for some cards and a chance to make some friends. “I bet she made some good friends,” some voice from the other end of the bar piped up, eliciting a mix of chuckles and commands to shush. “On their way back to the study room,” Liam continued, unphased by the interruption. “Taylor stopped and asked her neighbor, a Russian girl who was also new named Yelanska or something like that, if she wanted to come too. So they got back and everyone made introductions and we started up again. Now I should tell you Tony’s room was right next to mine in the dorm and there were plenty of nights I heard his girlfriend leave and then another girl would show up and they’d keep me up half the night fucking. So I probably shouldn’t have been too surprised when he suggested we play strip poker. If his girlfriend found out he suggested it, he could always pretend he’d been joking, but I’ll never know how he would have gotten out of it, since Taylor agreed right away and she and the Russian chick started us off by taking off their shirts so they were only wearing bras from the waist up. That way it was fair because we were all wearing the same amount of clothing. One top, one pair of shoes and socks, one pair of pants and one pair of underwear, so four items in all, meaning four rounds until someone would be naked.” A couple of low whistles and hoots came from the crowd, but Aidan was too involved to notice. “One of the other three guys was a chicken shit and disappeared around the time he would have had to lose his pants,” the story was building towards something naughty now, but other than the growing hush, it didn’t seem at all abnormal for Liam to continue telling his penthouse-style tale in the middle of a bar. “After that we were all in, round after round, watching as the girls lost item after item. What nobody ever tells you about playing strip poker with hot teen tits is how hard it is to win once they are out for everyone to see. Suddenly one of the four of us guys, my buddy Ian from class, was naked, and Tony, his roommate Conrad and I were down to just our undies before either of the girls had even lost their pants. Luckily Ian had a special talent that kept the girls distracted so we were able to beat them.” “What was it?” a girl behind Liam asked, in a whisper that hinted of excitement and apprehension. “He could flex his cock so that it worked the head in and out of the foreskin until it was hard,” for the first time during his tale, Liam lowered his voice as if it was finally about to get good. “While the girls giggled and watched in drunken awe, Tony and I were also mesmerized, but I pulled it together for one more round, knocking Tony and Conrad out of the game, and getting Taylor and the Russian into just their cotton panties. The girls oooh’d and ahhhh’d appreciatively when Tony’s uncut hairy Italian monster cock popped out semi-hard and Conrad’s fully hard shaved cut 7 incher almost shot when the Russian chick blew him a kiss, causing him to blush and stammer some excuse about needing to pee, which we all assumed meant he was going to go jerk off. “We all took shots before the final round, and fueled by teen hubris and vodka, Tony and Ian decided to distract the girls by stroking their cocks right there in the middle of the study lounge, which luckily had heavy curtains we’d pulled back to cover the floor to ceiling glass walls and door, long before the game began. Little did they know I was enjoying the show too, but I was still not out to them about being bi, so I tried my damnedest to focus on winning. “As it turns out,” Liam said, his voice resuming a jovial tone. “I didn’t need to worry. Seems both girls were so drunk that Ian was able to stack the deck so that I got a full house and each of them ended up with a three of a kind, just good enough for them to bet it all and lose to my superior hand. As they each peeled off their panties, all three of us were hard as rocks, so it surprised me that I felt the urge to piss at that moment.” “While Tony began suggesting one more round with more interesting consequences,” dropping again, Liam’s voice was now almost a growl. “I dashed to the bathroom across the hall in nothing but a pair of white hanes briefs, stretched to the limit by my hard cock. I almost ran into Conrad dashing back from the bathroom, and I was pleasantly surprised to see him also in just a pair of undies, but carrying some rubbers as well. “As we walked back in the lounge, Ian had wasted no time, and had Taylor laid back across the top of the sofa in the corner, writhing in pleasure as he ate her pussy, while Tony had the russian chick on her knees and was feeding her his dick. Conrad went over and tossed the condoms on the couch next to Taylor while I moved behind the Russian and fingered her tight twat. Tony and I took turns on either end of her for awhile while Conrad and Ian had Taylor, first on her back, then doggie over the arm of the couch. “Somewhere between my first orgasm on the Russian chick’s face and my second one up her ass, I watched as we all took turns on both Taylor and her, every hole, and we even finagled Taylor towards the end of the night so that Ian could fuck her ass while Tony and I double stuffed her pussy. At the end of the night, Taylor sat on the russian’s face and came from the expert finger and tongue work while we each shot a load all over her tits and face. Making it three loads for me, three for Ian, two for tony and Conrad, and who knows how many for the girls. When Tony and I went back to our hall to shower, we noticed the girls went back to Taylor’s room together, and they were still going at it a few hours later when Tony’s girlfriend showed up in his room to get away from the ‘screaming lesbians.’” The crowd was practically frozen, possibly expecting something with that perfect of a plot to keep going until somebody announced “and they all lived happily ever after.” Instead, some jack ass near the back of the room yelled “yeah right asshole, you wish!” and Liam just shrugged and let it go. Aidan was having a harder time letting it go, since he’d been unlucky at the bars for weeks now and was in desperate need of a pussy to pound. Looking around, he knew he was too hungry for it right that second, so he decided to take a minute and handle things personally. After trying the door to the john and discovering it locked with the sounds of some passionate fucking going on, Aidan stepped back to make his back into the club, when he noticed a door out onto a small enclosed patio where the chairs and tables from the larger patio upfront where stored at night. It was still too early for that and through the open door, he could hear what sounded like a grade a blowjob. Peeking around the door, his jaw almost hit the floor when he saw Liam getting his knob sucked by a gorgeous Latina twenty-something. Unable to help himself, he watched as Liam reached down, tugged at her tube top, and released her large, natural olive colored breasts from the tight fabric that had been their prison. Playing with them gently with one hand, he guided her head with the other while whispering words of encouragement. Aidan groaned as she went balls deep on what he could only imagine was a big cock. Liam and the Latina both heard his frustrated noise and turned from their job at hand to see who’d caught them. Smiling, Liam told the girl “he’s cool” and mover her back onto his cock, but not before she asked about aidan “can he join us?” Liam looked over at Aidan and nodded for the teen to come over and stand next to him. Horny as he was, he never even thought about what might happen standing next to a bi-guy. Instead he dashed over and fished his respectable 7 and a half inch dick from its cramped quarters, and began jerking it inches from the random girl’s face. He didn’t even flinch as Liam reached over and took over stroking for him. “There’s a little bit of the story I didn’t tell,” Liam leaned closer and whispered conspiratorily in Aidan’s ear while stroking the blonde boy’s cock. “After Tony and I went back to the dorm, we both went to take showers and between the booze and the high from the fucking, we were like two kids at Christmas, laughing and joking and just going nuts. We started playing grab ass, and I am not sure who got hard first but before we knew it, we were stroking each other’s cocks.” With the hand that was not on Aidan’s cock, he reached out and directed the Latina to start sucking aidan, eliciting moans of delight. Meanwhile he took Aidan’s hand and put it on his own hard cock and worked them together so Aidan began stroking on his own. “Fuck yeah, just like that.” Liam encouraged the straight boy before finishing the story. “Once we were sure we were all alone, we took turns eating each other’s dicks and working up closer and closer to cumming. Can you feel what it was like?” “Yeah.” Aidan looked up from the girl at his cock and locked eyes with his friend, whose dick he was now stroking on his own. “And when we were close to cumming,” Liam pushed the latino back onto her haunches and began stroking Aidan again. “We stood in the shower, touching each other, and stroking one another and sharing a kiss and it pushed us over the edge and we shot our loads all over each other. He went to his room with my cum on his abs and cock and I went to mine with his dripping down my crotch.” At the moment he finished, Liam leaned in and kissed Aidan softly on the mouth just as his free hand worked under the boy’s balls and pressed against the tight virgin asshole. They moaned together, then pulled apart and turned to the girl at their feet just in time to drench her in two HUGE loads of jizz like only two horny young guys can shoot. It probably ruined her outfit but neither guy cared as the last of their loads wept out onto her. Pulling away, Aidan felt a wave of guilt fill him. Liam seemed to know how Aidan was feeling and zipped up and hauled ass back inside, but not before turning to the girl and suggesting she go home with Aidan and spend the entire night getting her pussy fucked by him. She slowly stood and asked if she could and two minutes later they were almost running down the street to his apartment. After some cocktails and a quick smoke, they enjoyed his cock in her tail and a quick poke. Having discovered that having drinks and smoke at his place increased his chances of getting lucky, he made sure he remembered to keep a decent stash on hand just in case. When they finished round 4 or 5, he asked her if there was anything she wanted on hand for next time and she asked him if he was into tina. “What’s That?” he asked her, before sliding his dick into her well lubed cunt. She just smiled and mumbled something like “Ask your friend.” End of Part 1 attached are some of the pics that inspired me.

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have updated your story; and will repost it and say its the FULL & COMPLETE version: "I want to give you my AIDS, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT, he'd appeared just a couple of weeks ago, geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, he was hot, but obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. This looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, not just to get pozzed, to get AIDS fucked deep into my guts. Still neg after taking several loads I knew were high VL and a bunch of anon loads, this was my chance to get the infection I craved. There was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high VL AIDS top, would taking an AIDS load mean certain infection? I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. 5 minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio, I made it in 3 minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock, it was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed, the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole, I getting AIDS virus on me! "You want my AIDS, disease, you want that?" "Yes, yes, give it to me, spread your AIDS!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected 3 men that I know off, you'll be number 4, you want that, you want my AIDS?" "Yes, yes, please, give it to me, infect me now, please infect me, give your AIDS babies!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, one more faggot lusting to die from AIDS, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and whined into my ear. "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one AIDS infected fucker, spreading it!" A warm flood filled my guts as he spewed his filth . I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, sobbing and whining, pumping his vile AIDS cum into me. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I started crying, I had just gotten AIDS fucked, hopefully bred and super infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burn, was I bleeding? If I was, the super virus had a straight shot at my bloodstream. Had he just infected me with HIV, would I get his AIDS? My demons hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks, was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding, no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over him and swallowed his still hard cock, more cum, ass juice, no taste of blood. He was ready very quickly, he flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and bit my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. I moaned and pushed my ass at him as he mounted me again. This time he slid in with no trace of burn, my neg ass well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in again, stroking deep, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for demon infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your AIDS, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me fulla death cum, give me your demons and AIDS!" He slammed in hard, humped me deep and moaned. "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna breed you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you and kill you! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my AIDS juice, yeah, you gonna die from this fuck!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep, I could feel his cock pulse and hot demon semen squirt out into my guts, more toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. demon seed. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my AIDS, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my AIDS! One guy already died from my AIDS, you're next!" I lay back breathing hard, asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts, I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with his demon seed.. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of his dirty cum and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts, so far, I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with AIDS before I left? My cock would not go down. He moaned and pushed me off his cock, I lay back and smiled, feeling cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to die from that fuck." "I do, I wanted death cum in my butt, I want AIDS in me, as much as I can get. I want to die from your AIDS babies." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while, my doctor is poz himself and knows my evil desires and told me if I cum in somebody, I'll should try to infect them. My doc supports me and is totally ok with that." I realized I was, I no longer had any doubt that the devil needed me to get AIDS. "Yes, I am. I want you to transfer the devil's bug into my body, I want you to infect me with HIV, I want to die from your AIDS." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me for evil. " "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again, but follow the rules" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me, until you test poz for AIDS?" Then no meds! You can go to my private doctor and he'll help us in our quest. "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your AIDS, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night, I finally waddled home about 4, asshole raw, bleeding and leaking scum. In the next 2 weeks he screwed me brutally at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz, another dicksucker successfully infected with AIDS. Right after I got the news, my AIDS daddy texted me, another guy he infected 2 years ago had successfully died from AIDS. And I shot my load and told him that I intend to die also in 3 years, after spreading it. Reply Report Edit

This will be one wedding gift that does not to be returned,

Went to Steamworks Berkley. Saturday afternoon and it was packed. Got sucked by a few people. Then this 30'sh year old body builder sucked me at the wailing wall. He seemed to love my 50 year old cock....he was so handsome...have to say about the most handsome guy in there. Dark hair, dark eyes, beautiful brown skin. I stopped him so I didn't cum too fast. He invited me into his room. I thought just for more sucking...but I was pleasantly surprised that he just bent over....already lubed up, just like I like them!!! I put it in...slowly....after about 5 min. of fucking I asked if I could cum in him......he said...I don't have much choice do I??? I love a good submissive bottom.....and this one was HOT. Took my load with no questions!!!!

Glad I'm not the only one into this. Would always prefer to get a load fresh from the top--I like when a guy just wants a fuckhole and knows he's seeding me up. Before I started taking loads, I would save the condoms the guys had used to cum in, just to know I had their loads. In some ways that was nice, because I could see the different amounts different guys would cum in (it's hard to tell how much cum is getting shot into you without seeing it, especially with a new top). That changed though when I started going home more often. One of my bros had apparently started fucking because I found his magnum condom in the trash, absolutely full of cum. Must've been like three times the normal volume. I wanted to know how that much cum would feel inside my hole and I knew he didn't have anything, so I emptied the condom inside me. From then on I was hooked. I would look for his condoms all the time and absorb as much of his cum as I could. Wasn't long after that I was finding dudes to fuck me and begging them to just cum inside.

Chapter II Well a bad start to the day had almost turned tragic when I almost ran over a hitchhiker in the rain. Had stopped and picked him up and now we were at my destination. I had now offered to let him clean up in my motel room shower and he had accepted gladly. A completely striaight man with a wife and kids and no knowledge of pretty much anything gay and had no idea what my offer was to lead up to soon or the way it would change my life. I went in and checked in and then we unloaded my car and went to my room. It was still raining so by the time we got everything out of the car and inside, we were both pretty well soaked. I had been in the service so to strip down to get dried off was not a big deal around another guy. Wasn't something I even thought about and definitely not in a sexual way. I had told him he could shower first and as we stripped down we were still talking about just everyday things. As he got his lowered and stepped out of his jeans I noticed he was commando and when he straightened back up is when it happened. I had just stepped out of my jeans and was saying something to him when I happened to glance down. I completely stopped midsentence and stared with my mouth open. He had a cock that had to be 10 to 11 inches just hanging there and was huge around also. I had never seen anything like that before. Then it dawned on me that I had stopped talking and was staring and was sure he had noticed and I turned away to place my wet clothes out next to the heater to dry out. While I was laying my clothes out he went into the restroom and I heard the shower come on. The sight of his cock has hit me in a way no other one ever had. I had seen plenty of cocks in my life but his was so large it basically had taken me aback and to my surprise my own cock had twitched and started to fill out towards hard too. Did stay like that for long but it definitely caught me by surprise doing that. I put it off to not having sex with my wife in so long. It didn't take him too long to shower and clean up. He yelled at me and wanted to know if I wanted him to just leave it on or turn it off. I told him to go ahead and leave it on as i needed a little rinse off too more than anything. I headed towards the shower as he was coming out drying his hair and couldn't help myself as my eyes went down to look at that cock of his again. I almost gasped as it was now about half way up and wow what a monster it was and I couldn't help wondering what it would do to a woman's pussy. Had to tear one up and make it almost unusable to any other guy. I was again somewhat surprised that my own cock stirred again at that sight. After a quick shower I came out to get dressed and found my new friend already dressed and packed to go. I told him, hey, don't leave yet, let's go eat first, besides it is still raining. I went on to say it would help pass the time anyway and see if it quit coming down. He accepted and after I got dressed we headed to the motel cafe for supper. As we ordered and started to wait, it dawned on me I had never asked his name and did so now. He told me his name was Steve. We had a nice meal and a good talk. When we were finished and got up to leave we found that the rain still had not stopped and actually might be coming down harder even. I told Steve he could come on back up to the room and watch tv and see if the rain would finally let up later instead of trying to stand out in it or even just sit around the lobby waiting. He accepted and we went back to my room. It felt nice to have someone, if only for a while to talk to and not have a boring night like I thought it would be. We settled in but it didn't take long to find that we didn't really have much more to talk about so we decided to get some cards out and play. One thing led to another then and as a joke, Steve said we should be playing strip poker. We both laughed at that for a bit, but by then it was getting late and we decided to do it anyway as a way to get ready for bed. The room had two twin beds and the rain didn't seem to be letting up any and I had told Steve he was welcome to stay the night and hope the rain was gone by morning so he could head out then. We decided that we would both have equal clothes on and each hand was worth one article of clothing off for the loser. No betting just deal a seven card stud game and whoever had the best hand won. We both had kicked our shoes off when we got comfortable earlier so we both had two socks, a pair of jeans and shirt on as we had both dressed after our showers commando. LOL 4 losses would end the game and be time to sleep. Steve won the first hand and off came a sock and then I won the next three hands in a row and he ws down to his jeans only. The cards changed then and he won the next two and we were both down to the last item now. Steve told me the game had got interesting now and wondered if I wanted to keep it going longer. I asked him what he meant and he said the next loser could choose to do a penalty of the winners choosing instead of taking their pants off and we could play a little bit longer before turning in. I said sure what kind of penalties did he have in mind and he said whatever popped into the others mind. I thought what could that be and agreed.

Holy fucking shit! That story made me shoot my load in record time! Fucking hot!!

Cable part IV Well, now the cable is installed and wife off to work and I am sitting here with two poz loads of cum in my ass and wondering what the hell had I done and why. Had never even thought about doing anything with a guy and now had let both of the cable guys fuck me. I had even sucked both their cocks and gave absolutely no protest when they did me at all. Then finding out that the first one was HIV positive and was freaked out by it and then still let his bud come do me and he was poz also. Now what the hell to do. Can feel my ass and the back of my pants are damp with their cum that has leaked out of me and saw what appeared to be blood mixed with it. Freaking out some and yet my cock is telling me how nice it liked it and my ass loved the way it was filled and pounded. I get up and take my pants off and can see they are wet from the leaking cum. Man, they must have both cum a ton in me and as I look closer I can see a trace of red in my pants too. I take them to the bathroom and rinse them off, Can't have blood drying there, be damn hard to explain that one. LOL I get a towel and go sit down on the couch again to watch my new cable. Place the towel under my ass and turn on the tv. Can't concentrate on anything on there. I start to finger my hole some while just leaning back, My ass is still tingling terribly from its use of earlier. I can feel the cum still trying to leak out and soon have my finger buried as far up me as I can and find it is not enough. I pull it out and takes only a short time and I have three fingers in me as deep as I can and just wiggling them around. My cock gets hard again. Damn, cum three times in about an hour and now only about an hour more later and it is rising hard as a rock again. As I keep playing with my ass I use my other hand to stroke my cock which is now like an iron bar as I think back on what those two cable guys had done to me. My fingers are hitting my prostrate and driving me wild and it only takes a few minutes and I am cumming again. The idea of those two big cocks ramming my ass and my fingers now twisting and turning in me and I blow another big load all over my stomach clear onto my chest. WOW Damn I am so horned up and hot for more it seems. Been about 24 hours almost now. Barely slept last night as my ass would not let me sleep with the tingling all the time since I had let two cable guys I had never known before fuck me and fill me with their poz cum. WOW, damn hot time and something I never would have thought about before then either. Still cannot believe I did that and have been looking up HIV on my computer to see what it is like or what to do. My search results tell me I can get PEP and probably not catch HIV. Now, can I afford it or even want it or what to do. I guess I have a couple of days at most to decide. Even now after a day is gone all I can think about is how great those cocks felt pounding away in my hole. Never thought about gay play before but now I have decision to make about a couple of things. Do I go get the PEP and hope it does work and stops the infection or let it go and if I do take it do I want more cock in me. Felt so amazing that now I am wondering, since my wife no longer lets me have sex, if I should go ahead and do some more gay sex or not. My mind is racing and not really sure what to do right now. Got to quit touching my ass with my own hand and maybe I could think straight and know what to do.

Cable part III As the cable guy stood up, I could only lay there wondering what the hell had I just done. Had never done anything with a guy before nor even thought about doing anything and now I had sucked a cock and been fucked and found out the guy was hiv positive on top of that. I was totally dumbfounded and had no idea what to do now. The cable guy meanwhile was getting dressed and then asked if I had liked what we had done. I really didn't know what to answer but told him it had felt pretty good but what should I do now? Do about what is all he wanted to know. Just enjoy and if you like I can send my buddy down and let him show you more if you want. I kind of looked at him like he was crazy but then he layed down beside me again and his hand went to my hole and rubbed it and I about jumped off the bed with the feelings that caused. I couldn't believe my ass still felt tingly and actually my thoughts were it needed more. He said you have my poz load in you now and it sure feels like you want more of that, so why not? I could only lay there and moan in pleasure as he rubbed my hole. I couldn't believe I wanted any more of that but couldn't bring myself to say it. He told me he was going upstairs now but to just stay right there and he would send his bud down now. I could only lay there and squirm as my hole was actually wanting more attention. When he went, I found myself reaching down and touching my hole and then even stuck my own finger in a bit. I kind of stirred it around in the sloppy hole I now had and then brought my finger up and looked at it up close. It was covered in white cum but had a tinge of pink to it. I wondered and put my finger back down and into me again and actually put two in together and then looked again. I had a nice big glob of cum on them now and it definitely had what looked like a bit of red to it. I thought, damn he did scrape me some. Mesmerized by it I found myself bringing my fingers up more and then licking them a little and then just stuck my fingers in my mouth and tasted the cum and cleaned them off. It wasn't bad tasting I thought. I then heard footsteps coming down the stairs but they sounded like a bigger person so was sure they weren't my wife's feet making the noise. The other cable guy entered the room then. He told me he liked what he could see and that his partner had told him I was ready for some more. As he was saying that he was pulling off his shorts and wow, another nice looking big cock flew out. It looked to be as big as the other guys. He saw me staring and told me that yep it was like the other one's and some of their friends called them the twins as they a were almost identical cocks. He moved to the side of the bed and leaned over me and I took his cock in my mouth. The second cock ever and I found I was loving the taste of them. I sucked and then licked the length of it and then licked his balls too and then sucked it again. Must have been doing reasonable anyway as he got really hard quickly and was moaning his pleasure too. After a few minutes of this he pulled out of me and moved to the end of the bed. He reached out and spread my legs and told me that was a great view of cum leaking out of my ass. I told him he better hurry as I was worrying about my wife and he said not to worry as they had her helping run the cables while they hooked up connectors and she would be busy for at least another 20 minutes to a half hour. He then lifted my legs up and dove into my ass with his mouth and had his tongue in my fast. I about jumped through the ceiling if felt so good. He was eating my ass and I was loving every second of it. After a few minutes of that he started working his way up me like his bud had done earlier. First to my balls and then to my cock, sucking the whole thing down his throat. I could hardly believe I was that hard again so soon after cumming twice already. He then moved up and sucked my nipples and then up to my neck and then planted a kiss on me as he rammed what felt like three fingers into my hole. I yelped a little but it was muffled by our mouths together and his tongue driving into mine. As he broke off the kiss, he told me how nice my hole felt on his fingers and that he bet it was going to feel great around his cock too. I asked him if he knew his partner had HIV and he smiled and told me that he definitely knew that. As he replaced his fingers in my hole with his cock he reached up and pulled his tshirt off too. I immediately looked to see if he had any tats and sure enough he had one. It was just above his cock and about 3" around and it was the biohaz one. He made sure I was looking and then immediately started to ram his cock into me. Deep, hard and fast strokes as he leaned down to my mouth again and told me, see I knew about my bud as I am the one that pozzed him and I am too. I couldn't move again for a bit. As my mouth dropped open he clamped his lips to mine and I just let him ravage my mouth with his tongue. His pounding of my ass just seemed to increase in intensity and I could not stop it as if felt too good. My mind was racing though with thoughts of what the hell am I doing conflicting with wanting it to never stop. He started to grab my legs then and lifted them high up and tipped me almost upside down and then really went to pile driving my ass. I could only moan and whimper with the pleasure it was causing in my hole and my cock was rock hard again too. He kept it up for quite some time it seemed and then I felt it again. My cock was spurting again and with the position we were in it was directly above my mouth and I opened wide and swallowed every drop of my own cum. As I was cumming he told me he could feel my ass twitching around his cock and I better get ready. With that he rammed as hard as he could one more time as deep as he could and told me he was cumming. I could actually feel his cock pumping his toxic cum into my torn up hole and my own cock was tingling again but was spent this time. As we calmed down from it he lowered me down and then as his cock got limp and slipped out of me he moved to lay down beside me and took me in his arms. He held me for a bit and told me how great it felt and hoped I had liked it too. He then told me that the two of them were always on the lookout for nice guys like me with neg holes to convert and I would probably. He got up some and looked and told me he could see cum leaking out of my hole some and reached down and pushed it back in telling me it should just stay in there and do its job. He showed me his finger then and I was started as it had some definite red on it. He said there was some bleeding and their bugs were already probably in me and going to town. He then got up and started to get dressed. I couldn't think of anything else to do so I did too. As we both went upstairs then he said that sometimes the cable acted up and if it did to call and they would come back and check it and me out if I wanted. I am thinking it may act up somehow.

Fucked and been fucked with a PA. As all before have stated - bigger is better! 2 gauge or more. I wear a "00" , and one particular guy at the baths always begs me to fuck him with it. If Tina and I haven't done too much dancing, I'm real happy to oblige. Seein' that shiny ring of steel slide out of his hole drippin' with lube and cum is hot, hot, hot! The fuckin' pig goes nuts when I'm all the way in, and grab my cock from the base of my balls and vibtate the PA against his prostate - with no condom, it really moves around in his ass! On the bottom side - I love gettin' fucked by a guy with a PA, too. One time, ran into a well known porn star at Midtowne Dallas. He gave me a good, raw fuck with a "00" gauge curved barbell PA. Everytime he would slam his cock in me, he'd say, "Ya like that speed bump, pig? Feel that fuckin' steel speed bump in your slimy hole? Fuckin' rip you up, man." He was never able to cum, but it was still hot as hell!!!

Didn't this happen on season 3 of The Love Boat ?