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This is the first time I've ever posted. This story is true and, if you like it, I'll post more. It dates back to 2006 when I still lived in Manchester, UK and had visited a gay bathhouse there for the first time. Enjoy. I remember my first visit. I hadn't meant to take it raw. I'd always wanted it, but had never given in, too scared of the consequences. I was nervous even just entering the sauna. Terrified someone would see me and recognize me. That was scarier than taking it raw, I don't know why. Basement in Manchester is hidden down a backstreet, Tariff Street, in the city's Northern Quarter. You enter the building down some stairs and come to a door with a buzzer. My fingers were trembling, but I pressed it. There's a camera, so staff can see who's there in case... well, I'm not sure what it's there for - I imagine they let anyone in, in fact my later visits would confirm this. The clientele are a mix of young muscle pups, skinny queens, ageing queers and everything in between. When I walk down the stairs there's a desk and the tall, muscled man, fit with an 'I could fuck you three ways from Sunday and not be out of breath' grin on his face asks me if I'm a member. I'm not. I have to pay extra, but it's a one off payment and I'm here now anyway. What freaks me out more is that they take my picture and they want details: my name, my birthday - they have my picture. Fuck! I notice the walls and desks are crudely painted black, the countertop red - whore-red. He passes me a towel and I ask for poppers too. I can get fucked quite happily without poppers if the top starts off slow, but who wants to start slow? And anyway, I like the high. He hands me my locker key. I've read stories about saunas in America, but it's different in Britain - you don't get your own cubicle. It's more of a wandering free-for-all. I enter the door into the locker room and a couple of guys are getting changed, nude, taking their time, no inhibitions. I strip as quickly as possible and throw my towel around myself. I feel like people are staring at me. I'm 23, 5'9", slim, toned, nice big arse and I'm hairy - I'm not ashamed to say it. I hate all of the prepubescent shaving shit. I'm hairy - fuck it. I've had guys ask me to shave my hole before. Fuck right off. Men are supposed to have hair - real men, that is. With my head down, I walk through the locker room, gripping my towel firmly around myself with one hand and my poppers in the other - I've already taken the plastic wrapper off - I don't want that to spoil a moment, should any occur. On my left there's a darkened passage leading to somewhere I can't see, on my right there's a Jacuzzi, showers and toilets and at the end of the corridor is a seated TV area where you can buy drinks etc. I wasn't here for that. I turned left. In the darkness I can only see shapes in white towels, forms passing me, stroking me, brushing against me, but I'm too nervous to stop and reciprocate. I keep walking. There's rows and rows of cubicles, doors hanging open, some closed, some empty, some with guys doing... Well, you know what they're doing. It's my first time in a sauna - I want to scout the place out first. See what it's all about, so I do a lap of the facilities, head still down. There's a sling, gloryholes, a cage, a darkroom, a porn room and loads more cubicles. I focus on the darkroom. I've never been bothered about looks. Yes, we all like attractive men, I myself am a good looking guy - boy next door type, no model, but I'd turn your head a little if I'd made an effort that day. I just like men. I don't care about age, colour, size, etc. For some reason I've always felt ashamed of that when with friends so I've never admitted it. I didn't need to admit to anything in the darkroom. I walk in and I'm blind. My eyes take forever to adjust and I can still only see towels hanging from silhouettes and hear anonymous moaning from the corners. I feel a swarm of hands feeling over me and I panic - it's too much. Fuck. What's a nice boy like me doing here anyway. I brush them away and leave the room. After a while I get cruised in the corridors and I accept an invitation from a guy, late thirties I guess, tall, dark hair, ok looking. We fuck and kiss, but it's a cold mechanical fuck and he can't kiss, one of those tongues that darts in and out really quickly - it's not good. He seems way more into it than me, but it gets me horned up and after a good sniff of poppers o just lay on my stomach and let him hammer away until he's done. He wears a condom throughout and he's careful when he pulls out to slide it off gently and put it in the bin, then he slaps my arse, kisses me and says thanks, before leaving. I'm less than satisfied. After a fumble in the gloryhole-cabins, I head back over to the darkroom, a bit more courage now that I've had a bit of cock and I'm seriously in need of more. I feel around, groping for he first cock I can find - nice and thick with a really bulbous bellend. It tastes of lube but that only occurs to me later. I feel hands from behind me, groping for my cock and arse and this time I don't stop them. I sniff my poppers as they continue to explore and I slide my mouth up and down on the thick meat in front of me, now oozing precum and dribbling with my spit. I hear spitting and feel wet fingers probing me but I let it happen, why wouldn't I? Eventually my towel drops from my waist and I fumble for it, throwing it over my shoulder. Fingers are deep inside me now and I can hear whoever is behind me sniffing poppers and groaning to himself. More fingers enter until there's 3, maybe 4 from two hands, the poppers are blurring it now and the guy on the end of the cock I'm eating is moaning louder and louder. I feel him swell and the fingers in my cunt slide more smoothly as one, in and out and I'm in ecstasy, when the meat in my mouth explodes and I lick, drink and suck every last drop like its my last meal. As he moves away, I lean forward, hands against the wall and I realise that it's not fingers now, it's cock. Raw cock. There's no condom, just skin on skin. My fingers stay at my hole feeling it slide in and out and hearing him moan and it's amazing, but I know I should stop it. I get worried he might cum. Inside me. Cum. Inside me. I panic and I lean forward so he falls out of me, but he continues to try and reenter and begins to grow forceful. I push him away and in a hurry, embarrassed and worried, I leave the room and head for the showers. I wander around for a while before trying the darkroom again. Within seconds I'm sucking another cock, pierced and it's all I can do to keep my teeth in tact as he plunges it in and out of my throat. And then suddenly I feel hands again at my hole and before I know it he's guiding his cock in. I'm still concentrating on making sure I keep all my teeth and the guys behind me is just forcing his way in - it's the same guy from earlier. I don't know how I know, I just do. Same cock. Same guy. And I can feel him in there raw. It stings as there's been no introduction, just whacked it straight up inside me. The guy I'm sucking grabs my shoulder and the back of my head and I can't move as he fucks my face aggressively and deeply. I hear the guy behind me shuffle forward as he enters me balls deep and begins to hammer away quickly. I know what he's doing. He's determined to cum inside me. I edge forward, as much as I can without choking, but he follows, slamming my cunt until my natural juices flow and I'm dripping. They're both groaning now and both getting faster and I'm stuck, bent over awkwardly, I want to stand up, but I can't. The guy behind me finishes first, thrusting himself as deep as possible and gripping my waist to pull me closer . He's making sure I've got it all. As he pulls out the guy in my mouth cums and I suck and drink up - it'd be rude not to. Fuck. I feel my arse, fingering it a little and sniffing my fingers, sticky and pungent. Cum. Fuck. Panic takes over again. Fuck. I don't even know who he is. I don't even know what he looks like. I literally don't know a thing about him. As I stumble out of the darkroom, a little unsteady on my feet from poppers and being bent over in the dark, several guys eye me as I come out - was it one of them? If so, they don't give themselves up. I head to the showers and clean myself up. It's done. I've got a stranger's raw load inside me. There's no going back. I dry myself off and walk through the corridors, my head still low. Do any of them know what I've just done? I throw my towel on to the plastic mattress in a cubicle and climb in and lay face down. Fuck it. It's not long before I hear my cabin door creak and then close, the bolt sliding it shit. Locked. I stay face down. It could be anyone. God only know what they want, but I wait face down and don't move, trying to stifle my breathing. I can feel myself tremble a little as a firm m, warm hand grips my buttocks and slides about my arse. I can tell that he's wanting with his other hand. He fingers my hole, still wet, ready lubed. He uses his thumb and forefinger to stretch it a little and rub it in all the right places. Then he stands up and moves forward. I don't want to see him. If I see him, it's real. Glue grips my hair and turns me to face him, sliding his cock straight into my mouth. It's semi hard. Shaven, cold like it's just been washed, but tastes fresh enough. I can't resists a glance up, but I can't make much out from the angle I'm at. I suck him until he's hard, relishing his cock like the good slut I'm becoming. He leans over while I continue, fingering me and pulling at my hole, before pulling away. He spits on my cunt and I can feel him dribbling more saliva on there too. He rubs his cock against my arse like he expects me to pull away, or tell him to put on a rubber. I should, but I don't. 'I'll let him play a little,' I think, 'then I'll tell him to put a condom on.' He takes my lack of reaction as the go ahead and slides himself in me bareback, groaning and relaxing as he moves every once deep into my cunt. I take a few big sniffs of poppers, lay my head on my towel, hands limp by my side and just lay there as he goes to work. He's hot and sweaty and I feel it dripping on me. It's disgusting, but it makes me hard and I want more. He leans with both hands on the small of my back as he works my arse. Sliding smoothly and rhythmically in and out, never quite withdrawing completely, he fucks me like he owns me and I let him. I don't move, save to take more poppers - I simply lay and groan. I feel him getting faster and faster and he presses harder on the small of my back, which makes me arch my back and lift my head. He's really pounding me now - he doesn't care what I feel. I hit the poppers again and he cums, panting, groaning, spurting his jizz in to my gut. He slows to a halt and stays there for a moment, before collapsing in me, for one me down, his sweat slick along my back and I feel for a moment like I can't breathe. As I start to push up his cock slips out and he climbs off me. I breathe deeply trying to clear my head from the poppers and he unlocks the door and leaves. I just lay there. My body is still, but I'm fraying on the inside. I'm coming apart. What have I done? I begin to rationalise. It's only two guys. You don't do it often. What are the chances of catching something? Questions flood my mind and I try to play them down but before I can address all of them another hand is crawling over me. I feel his towel, damp and heavy, drop across my feet and he climbs onto the mattress,'forcing my legs apart to make room. His fingers find my hole immediately and within seconds his short fat cock is in my and I can feel his beer gut leaning on my as he thrusts crudely, I gratefully into my sloppy hole. It doesn't take him long before he's done and he leaves. For some reason I'm hard again. I have the cum of three complete strangers, none of whom I've even seen, swimming around inside me and my 7" cock is solid, pressed hard against the now sweaty plastic wrapped foam mattress. 'I'll give it another minute,' I think, the. I'll go home. But it doesn't take that long for people to come in. I'm still lying flat, my head turned to face the wall. There are at least two of them. One immediately turns me to suck his cock. His body is tan, smooth and I can see tattoos and pierced nipples, a shaved head and a weathered face that doesn't give a shit. His cock is bound by a thick metal ring and I eat it like my life depends on it. The other guy(s) (I'm still not sure if it's one or two) play with my arse and I feel warm breath on my arse as a tongue begins to play me. I writhe in pleasure. My entire body feels electric. I don't know what they look like. I have no clue who they are. But in that moment I want both of them, all of each of them, on me, in me - I just want them. They swap places but the guy whose cock I've been sucking doesn't rim me. Instead he straddles me and pushes my legs together so he's either side of me. He pressed his bare cock to my hole and slides in slowly. The cum inside me is beginning to dry and my insides are a little tacky - he sort of kissers further inside me, letting out a relaxed grunt as his balls halt him from going further. I'm still going to town on his friends veiny meat, I shaved with pubes bouncing off my chin and tickling me, but I don't care, I want him pubes and all. After fucking me for a few minutes, he pulls out and slaps my arse with his cock and I feel his hands lift my hips so that I'm brought up on all fours, but carefully so as the cock I'm sucking doesn't spill out of my mouth. I feel the guy behind me sit up, levelling his cock to my cunt and then he begins. He thrusts inside me so deeply and with such rhythm that I can't tell if it's the most amazing thing I've ever felt or if it's hurting me but there's no time to think. The cock in my mouth is dripping precum and I lap it up, licking his balls and sack and the gap between his thighs and enjoying the fact that the cock couldn't possibly be any harder - it's solid. He mimics the other guy's earlier actions and takes it out of my mouth, slapping me on the cheek with it. The other guys pounds away until he ruts up high inside me, gripping the flesh around my buttocks so tightly that it hurts and he lurches forward making me feel as though I can taste his cock too. I have nowhere to go. While they swap places again, the guy who's just cum lets me clean him off - less lets me, more makes me, but I do it - it seems like I have to. It's not long before his friend cums and the pair of them leave, thanking me and laughing to themselves. I took many loads that day. I've been back many times since too. Let me know if you like and I'll post some more

I found him on BBRT. He was 22. I was 24. He was Latin, uncut, said he was poz. My status said, "Ask Me." I had been barebacking for a while: in the sauna at the gym, in the bathroom at Splash, in the back room at underwear parties around town. That Wednesday, I was horny after working out at the gym, and I pulled out my phone in the locker room before going to the steam room. Scruff is a great app. He had a hairy chest and a great uncut dick. I unlocked. Put my phone away, tried to get blown in the steam room but failed. Showered. He had messaged back, unlocked, and given me the address. "I'm poz, not on meds. I don't pull out. If you want it, come." I put on my sweaty gym clothes instead of my work clothes and walked to the address. I rang the buzzer, but didn't expect an answer. But he buzzed. The door pushed open. Was I really doing this? I felt my ass throbbing, and my cock started to get hard in my pants as I walked up the four flights of stairs. By the time I got to his apartment, it was swinging between my legs--perfect for when I was going to be the poz top breeding some new neg bottom. But for now it was me. I was going to get pozzed. I felt the precum oozing out just thinking of it. I started to knock on the door but it was already open. I pushed it open, walked in, and locked it behind me. As I passed the kitchen, a glass was on the counter. "It's G. Drink it," he ordered. I drank it. "Go bend over and show me your ass while the G hits you." I complied. I got on my knees on the carpet in broad daylight, and after a few minutes I felt my head swimming and my desire for cum was boiling up even more insistently. Then he pulled down my workout pants and started licking my hole. I moaned uncontrollably. "How does that feel, bitch?" "Great" I said honestly. He started eating me out masterfully, licking, biting, driving his tongue into my freshly-showered ass. Then I felt it. His rock-hard dick, slick with precum, no condom, full foreskin. He just pushed in. It didn't take long. He shoved in for a few strokes. "Damn, you're hot, bitch" he said. He fucked me for less than a minute. Then I heard him grunt, he stiffened, and I felt his dick get slick as he pistoned in and out. He held it inside me for a minute, then he softened and fell out. "Go on PrEP if you want. If you don't, you're poz now, whore. Get out of my house, chaser." He walked away, closed his bathroom door, and left me alone. I fingered the cum that leaked out of my ass, then went home to decide if I wanted to do PrEP or not. I decided not to. He blocked me. I never saw him again, but my next test result was poz. I jerk off to this memory a lot.

Part 1. The house next door had finally been sold and the new neighbours were moving in today. Being the curious neighbour that I am I made sure that I was outside in the garden when they arrived with the moving van to start moving in. They arrived around 10am. The new neighbours were youngish – in their early thirties I would have to guess – just a couple. No kids. No pets. As they were walking up to their front door, I gave a quick wave and smile which the woman acknowledged in a similar way. They were obviously distracted with the business of moving house and I let them get to it. I had seen what I had wanted to see – after years of elderly retired neighbours, I was finally getting some younger people next door. The following weekend I was watering the garden, I heard a woman’s voice over the fence “Hi there! How are you?” It was the new neighbour. “I’m fine, how are you settling in?” I replied She was not an unattractive woman, seemingly of greek heritage. Her voice however was shrlll and nasal. “Oh you know, still unpacking boxes and packing things away – but we are almost done. How is the neighbourhood here? Is it peaceful – any problems?” “It’s pretty quiet - no issues” As we were talking a pick up van pulled up into the drive way – emblazoned on the side was the words “The Scottish Handyman”. I assumed this was some contrsactor coming to do work on the house. I montioned to the van “Looks like you have a visitor” I said. “Oh no – that’s my husband” she smiled The door of the van opened and a tall well-built man with short, cropped, blond hair stepped out. “Donal!” the woman yelled “Come meet our new neighbour!” The man walked over – his gait was strong and confident – his face warm and yet slight worn – ruggedly handsome was a phrase that seemed to created just for him. “Pleased to meet you” he said. His voice masked by a thick Scottish accent “Likewise” I said – after doing usual cursory inspection – checking out his crotch for any signs of bulge, moving up to the chest and arms and then up to the face. He was overall an impressive specimen of manhood – Rugged – muscular and tall – all tied together with that accent. “I leave you guys to finish off unpacking – but if you need anything, I’m right next door” “Thanks” said Donal as his wife smiled at me I let my eyes linger on him a bit longer than I should have before I became self-conscious of my own stare. His wife was already on her way back inside and just as I was about to turn, he gave me a quick smile and a wink. I quickly turned and went back inside before my red face gave me away completely! Over the next couple of weeks it became clear that all was not well next door. There were often arguments which mainly consisted of the wife’s shrill, nasal voice reprimanding Donal for something menial that he done wrong. Doors would slam. Car engines would rev and then fade away. I felt sorry for Donal. His wife’s voice was enough to break glass! She was over poweringly loud and nasal. One Saturday afternoon, there was a knock at my door. When I opened it, Donal was standing there. “Hi neighbour” he said with his thick brougue . “Hello to you too” I answered. “Sorry to bother you, but do you mind if I ask you something?” “Sure, go ahead” “You are gay, right?” I was a little shocked at the question but answered “yeah, I am” somewhat hesitantly. No sooner had the words left my mouth then he grabbed my shirt, pulled my face up to his and proceeded to kiss me, forcefully! I took a step back and somewhat unwilling removed his lips from mine “What the fuck! Donal! What are you doing??” “Sorry – it’s just that my wife hasn’t let me fuck her for weeks and I am so fucking horny …and I saw how you looked at me when we met…..” “yes……and?” “I want to fuck you!” “What??” Donal stepped inside the door and closed it behind him. “I want to fuck you” he repeated – slowing walking towards me – as I moved slowly backwards until I met the wall and could retreat no further. He placed his hands on either side of my head, his hard body now pressing up against me and once again put his lips to mine. My resistance quickly fell away.

Third post. This one a little more recent. It happened two years ago in May, just as the weather was getting nice and warm. Now, I've not exactly lived a sheltered life, but London is new to me, I still feel it's new after being here a while. I knew there were famous cruising grounds, but I didn't know anything about them and, living up north for so long, I'd no clue just as to how 'active' these spots were in the right conditions. I'd heard of Hampstead Heath, but I now know just how big London is and how long it can take to get to the other side. I was staying with a friend when, one Saturday night (I figured this would be the busiest time and from what I read on Squirt, I was right), I said I was off to meet colleagues for a drink. I left the house at about 9:30pm, jumped in the car and put my sat nav on. It took me through several boroughs and then central London until I eventually came out on to a large main road - the drive had taken about an hour. I'd never been here before and it took me a while to get my bearings. I was shaking I was so nervous - I'd never really been cruising properly before. I had only caught sight of some small pictures on Squirt as to what the location looked like. My marker was the Jack Straws Castle - I assume it's a pub, but as i've never been in, I'm not 100% - could have been turned in to flats like everywhere else by now - not sure. Parking in London can be a nightmare, permit zones etc. and the signs never make sense to me. It was about 10:45pm on a Saturday night now. I decided to take a risk and just park on the same road - there were no double yellow lines and it was fairly deserted. I figured this was my only chance and the road was empty. I'd showered and douched before hand, I brought mouthwash and chewing gum with me along wth baby wipes, poppers - my fuck kit, just in case. I left everything in the car though, save for the poppers. The wall on the road I'd parked on was high and it ran all the way from just after the pub until it disappeared in to darkness at the other end of the road. I had my phone out and had logged in to squirt. I followed the instructions. By the pub was a small car park - sealed off, walk down it and down the hill on to the path and you're in the heath. There were some vague instructions to find the busiest spot, but I knew what I was after - the fuck tree. I'd read about this - A large tree that appeared fallen, though I think it's still alive, which lies horizontally, or has grown so, and is perfect for bending over and waiting. As soon as I got on to the path, I saw guys everywhere, standing around, walking about, giving me a quick, subtle flick of their head as if to say 'wanna fuck?' I did. But I needed a look about first. I'm walking down the path and a fit black guy, seriously hot, approached me walking in the opposite direction. We stop and chat and then within seconds we're kissing and man, can he kiss. We have a grope, but he tells me he's had his fun and is heading home. I'm disappointed, but as he leaves and I look around I can see there's no reason to be. I continue down the path and it curves round to the left. i meet a guy about my age, backpack on, flirting and we start playing. He fucks me up against a tree on the path, he says he's in me raw, but I'm not convinced and every time I try and check he brushes my hand away. He takes quite a while to cum and it's not that much fun, but I let him because that's why I'm here. You have to see the bigger picture. When he leaves, another guy passes and I stop him and talk to him - I ask him if he knows where the mythological fuck tree is and he smiles. He points in to the woods and tells me to stay on the trail, look out for a bin on the right and then there's a small clearing to the right with another bin and that's where the tree is. I'm only half listening to his directions as he rambles on and I'm still nervous. I follow the trail down but it goes on for a bit and i haven't really seen any guys for a while - I begin to worry I'm lost and I know I have absolutely NO sense of direction - none at all. I stop a passing guy, first i've seen in a while, and he assures me I should keep going, so I do. I see the bin on the right of the path and there's a couple of guys by it, smoking. They ignore me, but I take a good look - muscle daddies, hot and I see that they're smoking cigars - even hotter. Behind them there's another rubbish bin and next to it a large fallen tree with about seven or eight guys stood around it, all groping themselves, but not interacting with each other - why does this always happen? Commit yourselves, for fuck's sake! I walk around the tree. They're watching me, which makes me even more nervous and, despite the warm night air, I feel cool and tremble a little. I've worn denim shorts, button-fly and I loosen them and drop them to the ground revealing my jocked arse. I lean over the tree, sniff my poppers and stare at the ground. I don't need to see. It's better if I don't. It's actually my preference. One by one they start to move closer and I feel hands on me. A cock slips in my mouth and I ravish it, another slides in to me, there's no questions or mentions of rubbers, just assumptions that it'll be raw - that's fine. That's really fine. I sniff my poppers, suck cock and just relax as the tree bears my weight and I take raw cock after raw cock. I lose count after eight, but I know i'm pushing in to double figures. They're queueing to use me and each one of them gets their turn. One of them, a biker guy in a jock and leather jacket comes back, his jock hidden beneath trackies, I know because I reach back to feel him. He's obviously taking a load or two too. Eventually I look at my watch and it's pushing towards 1:30am. I'm not working on the Sunday, so I'm in no hurry to get home, but I am conscious of the fact that it'll take me an hour to drive. As he cums inside me for a second time, at least, my hole is aching a little, not knowing whether to stay slack and open, gaping or whether to bother to tense back up and try to regain its normal shape. It doesn't get much time to move. A tall black guy, seriously dark skin, which I love, something about the contrast on my pale white skin, enters me - he's huge and although his cock is clearly hard, it's so thick that there's almost a layer of puppy fat around it, softening it's feel - does that make sense? fucking horny. Now, I'm not being racist, at least I hope I'm not, and this has not proven to be true for every black guy that's fucked me, and i've had a few, but something about some black guys seems to give them better hip movement, smoother, a more rounded motion that's pleasing to my cunt, not to mention there's that smell of black sweat, which turns me on no end. He spends some time working my cunt, when another bottom appears next to me on the tree. I'm not worried. He's cute enough, maybe a few years younger than me and his arse is hairless, cute though. I know some guys prefer smooth and it looks natural - I don't think he's shaved it. Still, I know I offer something that guys who love it, love - I figure there's enough to go round and the black guy pulls out and double dips in to the other bottom's cunt. He moves between the two of us, my cunt then his and back and forth - I make sure I get the load. And I turn around to see him. He's really tall with big, full lips, another feature on many black guys I just can't get enough of and we spend sometime just kissing, his cock growing hard again, before he fucks me one last time and then leaves. It's gone 2am now and I notice that the woods have grown much quieter. I get a little worried. There's no one around the fuck tree and I can only vaguely remember the directions back to the path. I start the route back, hoisting my shorts back up - my knees blackened and sore from pressing against the tree. My arse aches but in the best of ways and I'm literally dripping, but my fatigued muscles can't find the strength to contract and I can feel the spunk oozing out of me, dribbling down my legs and dampening my shorts. As I'm walking back up the path, I bump in to the other bottom and we compliment each other on our arses - we deserve it, we've worked hard tonight. He sees me safely back to the path and i walk back to the car with so many loads of stangers' jizz that half of London could have emptied their balls in to me and i still wouldn't recognise their faces or know who they were. I love that, walking down the street and not knowing if the guy passing me has cum inside me - so fucking hot. I get back in the car and begin the drive home. as I'm in Camden, North London, I'm slowing for a red light and an asian guy walking towards me stares at me and I stare back. I think he's cruising me, so as if it's an instant reflex, I hit my indicator and pull left in to a side street - I see him in my mirrors stop and watch me and as I park up, I hope he's coming to meet me. I don't know if my arse can take another cock but I'm sure as fuck going to try. Then it occurs to me - this is London - he could just as well be on his way to shoot or stab me, mug me even, let alone fuck me. But as he comes aorund the corner and smiles at me I know that's not the case. I lock the car and we walk down the street, further in to darkness until a back street opens up behind the main road i'd been driving down and we slip in to it together, kissing and groping. I turn my back to him and drop my shorts and he feels my arse, soaking. I hear him sniffing his fingers and then I hear him snort or laugh, I can't quite tell which. The streets seem empty, but it's Saturday night and neither of us wants attention. I'm sure i can feel him grinning behind me as he puts the head of his cock to my hole and wanks a little to get hard. He slides inside me, pushing my face in to the brick wall and fucks me roughly, pulling my hips out so i'm crouching a little. He fucks me hard and fast, his cock probably about 6" but he's circumcised, as so many asian guys are and his cock is thicker in the middle, which I love - nice for teasing and stretching your hole. He pounds my slick cunt, and i feel more cum dripping out of me. I almost want him to stop - I want to keep the cum, but i'm past that now and i want his fresh load and then before I know it I can feel his breath on my neck as he thrusts and bucks, jerking involuntarily as he unloads inside me, zips up and disappears without a word. I head back to the car and drive home. I fucking love London.

Part 2 At dinner that night I sat there, ghostly pale, my stomach in knots. I could barely eat. I was sure the others could tell I had sinned so greatly. I was sure they could see the devil standing over me. "Are you not feeling well Jacob?" was all my mother asked. I just told her I wasn't and wanted to go to bed early. I went upstairs and brushed my teeth extra long, trying to wash away the lingering taste of Mr. Jackson's sperm. That night, as I lay in bed next to my brother, I couldn't sleep. My thoughts were filled with that big black dick, he had called it a dick, in my mouth, ejaculating down my throat. I had liked it, and secretly wanted more. And I had a feeling I would get that and lots more, like those pictures in the magazines. The next day, Mr. Jackson came over to talk to my parents. I tried to eavesdrop on their conversation, but my siblings made it impossible. After he left, my father came to tell me about the visit. "Jacob," he began, "Mr. Jackson needs some help for a few weeks on a cabin he's building in the mountains. He's offered to pay a nice sum for your services, and I think the work and time in God's nature will do you good." I secretly shivered when he said "services" because I could only imagine what those would entail. But I could not disagree with my father. So the next day I was packed with a few changes of clothes, my work boots, and a bible and hopped into Mr. Jackson's truck and off we went. I looked back at my family as they waved me off into a future none of them could imagine. "That was easier than I could have ever hoped!" Mr. Jackson laughed as we drove away into the unknown. We didn't talk much on the way, I just sat there trying to imagine what the next few weeks would bring. It was only a couple hours to the cabin, and we arrived mid-afternoon. As I reached for my bag in the back, Mr. Jackson said "leave it boy, you won't need nothing in there except your boots. Grab those other bags and follow me." I did as told and we went into the cabin, the door locking behind me. "Strip boy!" He commanded me. I stood there nervously, not moving. Mr. Jackson raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face. "I SAID STRIP!" I quickly shed my clothes, trembeling as I realized there was no one around to help me. As I pulled my clothing off, Mr. Jackson was pulling items out of the bags. Various strange looking things, most of them in black leather. "Now stand at attention boy! I want to inspect my property." I stood there, arms at my side while Mr. Jackson looked me over. I stood 5'8", a little shorter than his 6ft. I had a pale, thin body from too much time indoors praying instead of playing. My legs were covered in dark hair, and I had a little on my chest which ran down my stomach into dense, bushy pubes. The crack of my buttocks was also quite hairy, as well as my armpits. "Not bad boy," Mr. Jackson sneered. I like my white bitches skinny. We'll take care of the smooth part next." With that he pulled out a bottle of something orange and told me to drink it. It tasted kind of funny, but I was thirsty and drank it all down. Soon I was feeling really warm and mellow. And my dick was rock hard. Mr. Jackson had pulled out some clippers and went to work shaving my body. Soon there was nothing but stubble covering me. He then took a bowl of hot water and a razor and shaved the rest of me totally smooth. The hair on my head was the only thing left. And I have to admit the feelings of his hands all over my body made me tingle everywhere, especially my rock hard penis that stood straight up the whole time. Mr. Jackson stepped back when he was done to look at me. "Very nice boy! Now you look like your about 13, naked and smooth with your little boy cock sticking up. What is it, about 5"? Certainly not a real man's cock." I blushed as he commented on my body, feeling shame at my nakedness. "But now the real fun can begin!" He put leather straps around my wrists and ankles, and a collar around my neck. Then without warning I felt a body wracking jolt around my neck. I screamed and dropped to the floor as I jerked and spasmed. "That's a shock collar boy, to keep you in line. And just know, that was only half voltage! So don't even THINK of escape!" I softly whimpered and prayed to Jesus to save me from my plight. "I told you who you would pray to now boy!" Mr. Jackson said as he kicked me in my stomach. "Jesus can't help you now!" With that, he pulled out a small case and sat down on my chest, pinning me down. He wrapped a rubber tube around my arm and said "hold still boy if you don't want to get hurt! I've learned this is the quickest way to turn bitches like you into nasty chem sluts!" I had no idea what was about to happen when I felt a slight prick in my arm, then he released the band on my arm. WHAM!! A force flew through my body unlike anything I could ever imagine. It was like God himself had entered me. My lungs seized up and I started a coughing fit. Mr. Jackson just stood up and went out side, returning with my bible. As the coughing subsided, he pulled me up and over his knee and started to beat my buttocks as hard as he could with Gods words. Over and over he paddled me, an intense warm feeling increasing all over my body. Then he threw me over the arm of the sofa and moved back between my legs, tossing the bible into my hands. I could hear him spit several times then I felt something pushing against my anus. "I gonna rip you open bitch!" Mr. Jackson yelled. "I'm gonna make you my slut! Your cunt is gonna bleed for me!" With that, he pushed as hard as he could and his penis popped into me. I screamed like I've never screamed before. It was as if the devil himself was raping me. "Scream bitch! I love it! Scream, cry, pray to be saved! There is no one to hear you! Not even your god!" With that he slid his dick all the way into me and I howled as I clutched my bible. "PLEASE GOD! HELP YOUR POOR SERVANT!" I cried as Mr.Jackson started to plow in and out of me. Tears flowed from my eyes onto my bible as I prayed and prayed to be delivered from Sarah Palin. Mr. Jackson just laughed while he continued his rape. Slowly the pain started to subside, and a new feeling replace it. A good feeling. "That's right boy," he said, noticing the change in me."you know what God made you for. To please men. Your my property now boy. That's your cunt I'm fucking. Its going to learn to take lots of Cocks in it! Your going to be my little chem whore!" I just moaned and buried my face into the couch, accepting my fate. Mr. Jackson continued to debase me before finally yelling, "oh yea! Take it boy! I'm breeding you bitch! Take my cum now!" I could feel his cock pulsing deep inside me, and I knew at that moment I would never be the same. God, or the devil, it didn't matter. I would serve Mr. Jackson. He pulled out of my throbbing hole and grabbed my hair. I could see a messy mix of blood, cum, and shit covering his half hard cock. I didn't care. He shoved it in my mouth and like a demented whore I sucked everything off. When it was clean, he pushed me onto the floor and stood over me. "Jerk off whore!" He ordered me as he let loose with a load of piss. I grabbed my cock and furiously beat it, quickly shooting my sperm all over me while he showered me in piss. "I baptize you Jacob. I baptize you into your new life as a piggy chem whore." I just opened my mouth and accepted my new gods gift.

My name is Jacob. I grew up in a very strict evangelical Christian family. We attented church twice a week, had bible study every night at home, and believed sex was only in marriage for procreation. That's why we had 9 kids in our family. I was number 5. We lived in a small house with no privacy. All the boy's shared one room, all the girls another. So needless to say not only was masturbation a sin, it was near impossible to find a place to do it. But teenage hormones always find a way. I had mastered the art of silently rubbing myself off late at night, cumming into my hand then licking it clean to leave no telltale sign of my disobedience. Disobedience was a severely punishable crime. After God, Father and Mother reigned supreme, and any fractions were dealt with swiftly and severely. This most often consisted of a switch to the palms, or bare buttocks. I remember once my older brother Elijah was caught touching himself and Father made him strip naked in front of us boys and bend over, grabbing his ankles while his buttocks were administered with 39 lashes, the same number Jesus endured. He had to say "I am a sinner, I deserve this, Thank you Lord Jesus" after every strike on his flesh. All I could focus on was his exposed anus and his testicles and penis hanging down, all covered in light hair, such as I was sprouting at the time. I felt my own penis getting hard as I stared at my naked brothers private parts. But like I said, hormones drive teenage boys to take risks. I was 15 when I discovered I could sneak into my neighbor's garage while he was away at work and have a much more satisfying masturbation session that I could late at night in my room. Here, I had privacy and could strip naked and enjoy my body without fear of getting caught. Or so I thought. I had been enjoying Mr. Jackson's garage for several years, when one day there was a new development. I had snuck in as usual and started dropping my trousers when something caught my eye. On a shelf were some magazines. And not just any magazines, they were sex magazines. GAY sex magazines! Even more sinful than unmarried men and women! My blood ran cold knowing the devil was tempting me beyond my youthful masturbation, but I couldn't look away. I was transfixed at the images. I had of course heard of the evils of homosexual sex, but had never seen it. And here it was staring me in the face. And my penis had never been harder! I had barely touched myself when I ejaculated a mighty load all over Mr. Jackson's magazines and garage floor. I panicked at the thought of leaving evidence of my tresspassing and frantically licked my sperm off the magazines as best I could before replacing them as I found them. I pulled up my trousers and quickly went home, forgetting about what I left on the floor. A couple of days later, I returned to find the magazines again. This time I looked through more of them as I delicately stroked my penis until I orgasmed into my hand and cleaned up the evidence. I was hooked. The devil had his claws in me, and that night I prayed and prayed to God to save my soul. But I was too far gone with my interest in those magazines. Several weeks went by, with me there almost every day, falling deeper into the devil's trap. Then it happened. I was laying naked on Mr. Jackson's garage floor, stroking my penis, and I heard it. The door to the house opened and there I was, caught red handed. I didn't realize Mr. Jackson was home that day and I was caught hook, line, and sinker. I froze in terror, unable to move. Mr. Jackson just looked down at my naked body and smiled an evil smile. "Well, well, well," he snickered. "So it's you Jacob. I was wondering which boy had been sneaking over here. Looks like I caught me a tresspasser." As he said this he aimed his phone at me and snapped a couple pictures. "How old are you now boy?" he asked me. "18 now Sir." I was barely able to get out. "Perfect." he said as he snapped another picture. "Now what would your parents say if I told them about this and showed them these pictures?" "Please Sir!" I begged, tears running down my face. "Please don't tell them. I will be condemned." "You already are boy. Your mine now." He laughed as he stared down at me. Mr. Jackson was an older black man, with a short greying beard and a bit of a pot belly. He started unbuttoning his pants as he said, "I know you're a faggot Jacob. I know you've been looking at those magazines as you jerk off. Well boy, now I own you, and if you want to keep this private, you'll do as I say!" With that he pulled out his big, black dick which was already rock hard. I knew what he wanted me to do. I had now seen dozens of pictures of men sucking each others penises. I was about to do the same. "Meet your new friend, Kahn." he said as he grabbed my hair and pulled me up. "Open up faggot!" My mouth spread apart as the tears ran down my face. Without ceremony he pushed his penis into my open mouth and started ramming it in and out. I struggled and gagged, choking on it as he held my hair, pulling my head back and forth, taking more pictures of my first oral sex. "Suck it you self righteous little whore. You're my whore now! God can't save you. You'll learn to worship and pray at your new god. You'll do anything I tell you, and learn to beg for it!" With that he started ejaculating down my throat, pumping his sperm down into my belly. When he was done he pushed me back down to the ground, smiling at my rock hard teen dick. "Jerk it boy!" He ordered me. I just grabbed it and started to shoot as soon as I had stroked it a couple of times. Mr. Jackson of course took more pictures as I shot all over myself. "Lick it up bitch!" He demanded. Then get dressed and get out. I'll be in contact." With that he went inside the house, leaving me naked and trembling at what had transpired. I knew I was now his property.

This is my second post and again, a true story. I see no point in making things up when I don't need to. I visited saunas at least once a week, often two or three times, after my first visit having become a regular. After that I felt no need to pretend. Still, my friends had no idea as I was still a good boy as far as they knew. However, every opportunity that I could find I would sneak off to Basement in Manchester city centre, or sometimes Heat sauna in Chorlton. Heat was not nearly as large as Basement, but it attracted an altogether different crowd and sometimes that's what I wanted: older guys, daddies, pervs who aren't pervy because they're turned on in a sauna, but true pigs who are who they are. None of them were pretty, but that just made me, but hotter. The atmosphere made me feel like I was truly being used. As if somehow these men were beneath me, but they were nevertheless taking what they wanted. Does that sound shallow? Ah, well... fuck if it does. Naturally, as Heat is much smaller than Basement, it has a very different layout. The entrance is though the back door near the car park - it's based on a small high street in an up and coming suburb of Manchester - you'd miss it entirely if you didn't know what you were looking for. The only give away is the blacked out windows at the front. Again, there's a door buzzer but upon entering you go straight to the desk, pay your money, grab a towel and then head to the lockers. The ground floor sees no action, but downstairs there's a jacuzzi and a steamroom and upstairs there are some cubicles, a TV/ porn room, a sling and some glory holes. There's also a crappy attempt at a maze with a toilet for those who like things a little dirty. Now Manchester's not a big city and, if you've spent as much time online talking to sleazy fuckers as i have, you start to recognise them in the street. One guy, I can't remember his screen name, though I wish I could, was instantly recognisable by his tattoo - I think it had wings... definitely wings, and maybe a unicorn or some other shit - we're going back ten years. He was tall. I'm guessing late twenties, early thirties. Toned, but on the skinnier side, which I like. He had a massive 9" cock - I knew because I'd seen his pictures online and he was pierced too. I watched him for a while and then eventually after it started to get busy, I decided to try my luck at the gloryholes. I liked these gloryholes in particular, because you locked yourself in a small cubicle and waited, but you were able to see much of what was going on outside because of the placement of the holes, as well as get a good peek in to some other cubicles with beds in. Eventually, a large, flaccid, pierced cock emerged through the hole at the far end. I look through and I can see long, slim legs kneeling on the bed and I begin to work the cock immediately. At this point I don't mind foreplay, but the ultimate goal is to get as many raw cocks in me as possible and ensure that, whatever happens, I'm left with their seed. He's hard quick enough and I turn away from him, hand still wanking him off, and press him against my arse. While he's positioned there, i reach back with both hands and spread my cheeks. I move him in to place with one hand and take a sniff of poppers with the other, before he begins to slide in. He's not messing around either. Immediately he goes to town, ploughing me at speed and as deep as he can, withdrawing and entering in split seconds that see my cunt twitch and spasm as if I'm being electrocuted. He's banging against the flimsy, MDMF makeshift wall and it's loud, attracting attention from the off. I continue to take poppers, but make sure i'm continually holding my cheeks apart and pressing myself against the gloryhole as hard as I can. I want every inch the wall will allow. After a while I can see eyes appearing at the otehr holes, fingers poking through trying to find me, but the layout of the cubicle doesn't allow me to reach for than one hole at once. They can wait. His cock is thick and straight - almost a bit boring to look at. I suppose it's a bit too perfect, but when it's in you it's so hard it hurts and he thrusts it so it never stops moving, always sliding one way or the other and sometimes you can't tell which. He jerks and stills and I know I have his seed. As he pulls out and disappears, the light returning through the hole, I move to another hole and stroke the fingers protruding through. Instantly I know the guy is older, shorter, fatter. I don't care. Why would I care? I'm not here to discriminate. I'm here to be used by anyone who will. He pokes his cock through, his thick bush protruding, wiry and dry. His cock is short. A decent girth. He's slick with precum, which tells me it's probably an easy load. I'm not wrong. My arse is barely wrapped around him before he's tensing and jerking and I get the impression his little cock is just a bit too sensitive for his own good. I feel a glutinous blob on my hole, dripping down my arse and as his cock shrinks immediately as he withdraws, I know I've got what I came for. two loads. Next. As I leave the cubicle, there's a guy I've seen before. I'm guessing in his fifties at least. He has that awful, camp, cockatoo haircut - the one that just announces you're a raving homosexual to anyone who might lay eyes on you. His skin is tanned, but he obviously uses sunbeds - why? He's smooth from head to toe and he's probably only around 5'7" or 8". I can see through his towel he's got a decent cock though, so I wander to a normal cubicle, throw my towel down, lurch forwards onto my belly and adjust my own cock so I'm comfortable before I lay flat and still. The door closes and he climbs on top. He's got a big cock. Thick too. I'm guessing about 8" but very thick. He would quickly become a regular fuck. We never spoke, but he'd see me come in, he seemed to live in the place, and eventually he'd come looking ready to give me his load, often more than one each visit. I'll be honest, i didn't find him attractive at all - I like men to look like men, not groomed and preened, eyebrows plucked to within an inch of their life so it looks like you're ready to do drag - be a man. But a load's a load and what's a boy to do? He plays with my hole, fingering me but, like so many tops, he has long, painful nails - they hurt as he enters and pokes around me. Now, I've had a lot of cock since these early days and I'm totally intolerant. I'm selfish. I know what I want. I say I want to please my tops and I do, but not at the expense of my own enjoyment. I can't be arsed with it. It's bullshit and i know, for every guy I walk away from because he can't be arsed to cut his nails, shower, or stop playing with my nipples and balls, there'll be another around the corner. I'm exceptionally ticklish. My nipples are VERY sensitive. I don't like them touched by anyone and same goes for my balls - sorry if that disappoints, but that's how it is. i'll give guys a warning before we meet. I'll give them a second chance once we've met, after that, you're out. It's really all about me. Give me your cum and fuck off. Anyway, he's poking me, probably tearing me a little and I wince and squirm, but before I know it he's withdrawn his fingers and he's lining up his cock. He slides in, my arse pre-lubed with two other raw loads, and he gets to work. He's a good fuck. Not the best i've ever had, but it feels good, I can lie back and relax and I get a load. He likes to call me baby. I hate this. I don't need a pet name, you're not my boyfriend. Frankly, I'm embarrassed for him, but I want his load, so I groan and moan and make all the right noises. Once he's done, he climbs off and disappears in to the darkness. Three loads down. Lots more to go. Another short guy appears, cruising me in the corridor near the stairs. He's cute though, guessing in his forties, his head shaved. I would later learn that he's the owner. Well, he owns the place and several others with his gay dad and his gay brother. They don't play together, it was a question I asked frequently on later visits, each time the disappointing response came. Unwittingly though, I did get fucked by all three of them on separate occasions, which I wasn't aware of until afterwards. Not sure they were either. This guy would never fuck bareback. I guess he'd seen too many sad stories in saunas. But his dad did. I can't remember about his brother. I only had him once. I let this guy, the owner, fuck me though because I liked him, he was a decent guy and a nice fat cock and, despite using a condom every time, I enjoyed it. I'd keep the condom, or watch for where he'd thrown it and then, once he'd left I'd retrieve it, put it up my arse, reach in and pull it out nib first, squeezing as I did so to make sure i got his load. He'd often stay for a while and we'd lay in each other's arms, just talking. Nothing romantic, just that sort of intimacy you can only get with strangers who've just abused your hole in saunas - does that sound silly? I guess there's an honesty in there that doesn't leave those blacked out walls. Before leaving I took another load in a different cubicle. This time the top was an Asian guy. I've always had a thing for Asian guys, although, saying this, I love all men, so I'm not sure if I honestly have a preference for Asians. As I walked home I could feel the cold, wet sticky mess around the hair on my arse, and every step made me hard. I always keep the loads in me until I can't any longer and have a good wank once I'm home.

If it was on BugShare, this is the last archive of the stories index of site that I know exists: https://web.archive.org/web/20110208020151/http://bugshare.net/conversionstories/zindex.html. If you find it there, will you please repost it? Thanks!

Yesterday, I met up with a visiting guy that I chatted with on BBRT. I sucked hard and he fucked me for 20 minutes, leaving a nice juicy load up my ass. I didn't come, and was still horny. Headed over to a local bookstore and ran into a friend. When he found out I had a load up my hole, he bent me over and ate my ass until most of the cum was gone. Love a cum pig!

I've had big and small, long and short, thick and thin dicks. And what it ultimately comes down to is HARDNESS. If you can get hard and stay hard through the fucking, then I couldn't care less about the size of your dick. FYI, as a bottom, I can tell you that many size queens out there are like that because so many tops lie about size. If you're 6 inches, don't claim that it's 7 or 8. Believe me, a bottom can tell. How? because the slutty ones like myself, probably just got finished taking a real 8 inch dick 60 minutes before you. It's always interesting that when white guys assess their own dicks (7 inches), that they claim HUGE. And black men typically claim huge only if it's about 9+ inches. Just a general observation. It has been my experience that the more sexy/beautiful a top is, the more fussy, arrogant and lackluster he is at sex. Lowering your expectations will open a world of sex for you. I'd rather a decent guy who is struggling to show abs than a polished sexy guy who makes me feel like he's doing me a favor by fucking me.

Luke was in heat, his rock hard dick barely contained by his jock strap, his balls were tingling and full of cum needing release, and his ass felt empty after getting double fucked by Billy and the tall black stranger. He was turned on by the thought of their two loads in him, and he had an animalistic need to have a dick in him again so that he, too, could get off. Circled around him were eight onlookers, all eager to mate with Luke. They’d all been jerking off watching the double fuck and were desperate for their own turns on Luke’s bubble butt. Luke scanned the crowd of horny men. He saw a variety of body types: some skinny, some sporting beer guts, some bearded and hairy, some clean-shaven. The average age was probably 45, solidly 20 years Luke’s senior. While normally he’d probably not give any the time of day, his discernment was checked at the door. Turning to one of the porcelain sinks hanging from the cinderblock wall, Luke spread his legs wide, bent over, grabbed hold, and waited for the dick he needed. A line formed quickly. Luke’s mind was fixated on cum: the cum that Billy and the stranger just shot inside him, the cum potential from the men behind him, the cum he needed to shoot from his own cock. His dick was pulsing. The first man stepped up behind Luke. Luke felt a slap on his ass and then felt the head of a cock slide up and down his crack. What seemed to be a really thick dick began pressing into his hole and then entered him. With one big push, the man’s cock was all the way inside Luke. Luke felt another slap to his ass. “Oooh yeah,” the entrant said, as he began pulling out and pushing back in at a building pace. “You like that?” he said with another slap to Luke’s ass. “Yeah” Luke said as he clenched his abused ass around the tool as best he could. The man began thrusting quickly in and out, and within a minute let out a guttural moan, “uuuuhhhhhhnnnnnnnhhhh,” indicating another load had been planted in Luke’s ass. It was an exercise in restraint for Luke not to touch his own dick and blow a load right there. The next man in line approached the bent-over Luke. Luke felt the man jerking his dick until it was lined up right outside Luke’s pucker. With one fluid motion, Luke felt a long, thin dick skewer him. This man fucked Luke with a methodically slow pace, Billy leaned over and whispered in Luke’s ear, “I see a few lesions on the guy fucking you now. That's fucking hot, jock boy.“ Luke started to turn to look over his shoulder with a bit of panic in his mind, but then heard the man inside him moan “Oh, fuck, I’m cumming in you, pussyboi.” Without much fanfare, Luke had taken another toxic load. Luke started to rise as Billy’s words had unsettled him, but felt a pair of hands push his head down toward the sink as a new dick pressed against his hole and then began its descent down Luke’s fuck chute. This dick felt average in size, though quickly Luke realized size was only part of the story about this fuck. The man behind him commenced a violent, rapid mating of Luke. His thighs slammed against Luke’s legs with each forward motion, and his balls smacked against Luke’s balls. Over and over, the man’s dick punched at Luke’s guts, which leaked a frothy mixture of ass juices and cum. The hungry group grunted and howled in pleasure in witnessing the forceful fucking Luke was experiencing, and the excitement reached its own climax when the man screamed “Oh FUCK yeah! Take my hot cum, you bitch!” As the cum shot into his ass, a glob of cum escaped Luke’s prick. He had orgasmed a little bit without ever touching himself. Luke stood to compose himself. His throbbing dick was no longer contained by his jock strap but poking out one of the sides. Precum dripped from its tip. A red headed, bearded older man approached Luke, kissed him, and then said bluntly, “Suck my dick, boy” and pushed Luke’s head down toward his member. As Luke bent over, a man from behind grabbed Luke’s hips and pulled him back, so Luke had a cock in his mouth and another in his ass. Face first in the red pubic hair of the bearded man, he assessed the tool before him. It was uncut and veiny, about seven inches long. It smelled of man musk and ass -- he'd clearly been playing in that restroom for a while that night. The man guided his used dick into Luke’s mouth and proceeded to skull fuck the jock. From behind, the man began his assault on Luke’s ass. The man was dripping sweat onto Luke's bare back and immediately slammed his dick fully into Luke. This man kept his dick deep inside Luke and gyrated, left and right, front and back, without withdrawing from Luke's hole. He was very vocal with his guttural grunts. Bobbing on the dick in his mouth, Luke heard a moan from his left side as warm spurts of cum shot onto his face, an unknown man grunting “Oh fuck yeah, I’m cummin'," only to have another man make a similar grunt on Luke's right as again semen sprayed in his face. Billy also blew a load onto Luke, as did a few other horny, stroking onlookers. At almost the same moment, Luke tasted a salty, bitter explosion in his mouth. The bearded man had obviously blown his load, and in a measure of self-satisfaction, the man ordered “Oh yeah, boy. Swallow daddy’s dirty sperm.” Luke complied as the man continued "Good, boy. I'm gonna make you my urinal in a bit. I hope you like daddy piss." Luke stood and smiled, the taste of cum lingering in his mouth. With a dick maneuvering slowly deep inside him from behind, Luke grabbed hold of his rock hard cock and began jerking himself as the man enjoying his ass quietly said into Luke’s ear “Your ass feels so good with all of these toxic loads in it. You’re nothing but a filthy cumdump now and I fucking love shooting my toxic load into a whore like you. Are you ready to take another toxic load?" Luke grabbed his dick tighter and jerked harder. “Yeah, give it to me! Knock me up!” The man began pulsing in and out of Luke’s stretched hole. “You want my herpes? You want the clap? You want my bug?” "Yeah, fuck me. Fuck your load in me. Give me everything you've got,” Luke managed to answer as his ass clenched, his dick swelled to impressive proportions and his geyser of cum began spurting onto the tile floor below. “All right boy, I'm gonna shoot -- take my dirty load,” the top announced as he, like so many other men that evening, shot his toxic seed into Luke’s ass. Luke screamed in pleasure as he received yet more jism, his own dick spasming and spurting the remainder of his built up load onto the public restroom floor.

Personally, due to porn being generally the same old same old actionwise, the audio is what gets me off the most. I wanted to start a thread where we could post videos that had really hot audio in them. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=fn4su-g362- This one the guy breeds deep without pulling out and the talk back and forth is amazing. I've literally jacked off multiple times to this video. Also, don't spam the thread with talking about barebackerman, yes, we all know his audio is hot.

It was a warm evening in Phoenix and I got a call from one of my favorite truckers, George, who was in his mid-fifties and loved to plow my ass with his thick cock. He said he was parked in the truck stop and needed to get off. The good little trucker slut I am, I got ready, drove down to the truck stop and found myself climbing the steps into his big white rig. He wasn’t kidding about being hard. His thick seven inches were bulging like I’d never seen before. Before I could say hello he told me to start sucking him while I got undressed. I undid the snaps of my shirt, kicked off my boots and socks, and last slipped off my jeans. The sight of my red jockstrap must have pleased him as he instructed me to keep it on. It also seemed as if his penis was bulging even bigger in my mouth than it had before. On my knees sucking his thick cock I was intoxicated by the smell of his unwashed crotch. It had been marinating all day behind the wheel of his rig as he came in from Los Angeles. I imagined him getting hard thinking about plowing my ass, dribbling pre-cum and going soft again for the last four hundred miles. As I kept sucking I felt one of his rough hands make its way around the back of my thigh and up the crack of my ass. Finally it ended up at the entrance of my ass. He tried to get it in, but since I hadn’t been fucked in a couple of days, I was pretty tight. His hand left my ass briefly as I heard him spit in his hand. He started working his spit into my hole and finally got a finger in, slowly working it in and out until he was up to the third knuckle. “Damn you’re tight, bring that ass up hear so I can get it ready to fuck.” I eagerly obliged and soon we were in the 69 position with me still sucking him and him eating my ass. His full facial hair had me oozing pre-cum against his hairy chest. Soon he was putting three fingers in my ass and pulling on my balls with his other hand. “Turn around and get that cock up your ass,” he said while grabbing his next cigarette. I turned around and his pre-cum slick cock slid into my ass pretty easily until I got to middle where it bulged out even bigger than the tip. I started riding him slowly while he smoked his cigarette. “Fuck yeah, squeeze my cock with your shitter you little bitch.” I tried to squeeze the thick cock in my sphincter, but I could barely put any pressure on it. “Come on you little slut, squeeze my fuckin’ cock.” Again I tried, but he had my ass so open it wouldn’t. “Sorry Sir, I’m trying but your cock is too big.” He tapped out the cigarette and blow smoke in my face. “Well I ain’t gonna get off like this. Bend your faggot ass over the passenger seat.” I crawled over to the passenger seat and in an instant he was plowing my ass balls deep. He grabbed my hips and started pounding harder and harder until he grunted and I could feel his load shooting in me. After he was done shooting he ripped his still hard cock out of me and sat on the floor, leaning up against the bunk. “Get over here and clean my cock of you stupid slut.” While I was cleaning his slick cock off I heard the CB radio go off behind me. “Hey George, you in the Flying J?” He slapped me on the back of my head. “What are you stupid; go get me the fuckin’ mic.” I reached up to the CB, got the mic down and continued cleaning his cock off. “Yeah, I’m here. What do you want?” “You eat dinner yet? Me and Mike were going to get the buffet there.” “Yeah, come on over, I’m in the back row with an empty trailer.” “Gettin’ off the road now, see you soon.” He banged me in the back of the head with the mic as I continued to lick his now soft cock. “I’m done, put it back.” I did as instructed and went back to his crotch. “I’m done there too slut.” “Yes Sir.” I got up and started to put my jeans on. “What the fuck are you doing?” “Getting dressed Sir.” “I didn’t tell you to get dressed.” I took my jeans back off and he took them, along with my other clothes and put them in the driver’s seat. “I’ll need that ass again later.” He started to buttoned up his jeans and fixed his clothing as he lit another cigarette. “You’re going to stay here in your slutty little jock and clean my truck while I go eat with some friends.” “Yes Sir.” “See you in a while and don’t touch your cock or your ass. You better keep my load in your ass 'cause that’s gonna be your only lube later.” As he exited the cab he took my clothes and put them in the side-box of the truck. I looked down and my hard cock was still restrained in my jockstrap and pre-cum was oozing out and dripping down to the floor. I found some paper towel and some Pledge and started wiping down the cab. In the closet there was a little vacuum that plugged into the cigarette lighter, which I use to vacuum up all the ashes and dirt in the carpet. While I was emptying the canister out the sleeper door a truck was backing into the next space. I thought I had hidden my nearly naked body, but once his truck was turned off I heard a knock on the passenger door. I froze and tried to remain as still as possible. He knocked again. “Come on, I know you’re in there.” I went to the passenger door and rolled down the window. “Yeah?” “I don’t suppose this is your rig?” “No Sir it’s not.” “You got a nice ass, how about you come over to my rig and I get a little piece?” “Sorry, I’m waiting for the driver to get done eating.” “Loyal. I like that. Okay, then. Catch you later. Maybe I’ll talk to the guy that drives this rig and see if I can borrow you.” “Yes Sir.” I rolled the window back up and went back to cleaning the cab. When I was done I lay down on the bunk and must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I heard was George yelling. “Hey slut!” I got up, went to the driver’s side window and rolled it down. “Get out of the truck, some friends of mine want to see you.” “But Sir, I’m…." “Get your ass out of the fucking truck!” Wearing only my red jockstrap, I opened the door and climbed down from the rig. Even before I reached the ground there was a hand on my ass. I turned around and there were two men, one of whom was about sixty, maybe 5’11”, about 170 pounds and his dick, even soft, was easy to outline in his jeans. I would soon learn that this was Gary. The other one was Mike, he was about 45, maybe 5’7”, and also exhibited a nice bulge in his pants. “Damn George! Nice piece of ass you got here." Gary’s thick middle finger penetrated my ass. “Oh fuck, he’s all ready to go too!” “I told you so. So, how about it; you forget about the fifty bucks I owe you and you can both fuck him.” “Sounds good, come here bitch.” Gary grabbed me by the back of my neck and forced my down to his crotch where his cock was growing in his pants. “Unzip me, you stupid whore. You can’t suck it through the fuckin’ denim.” They all laughed at his joke. I unzipped his pants and his dick fell out onto my cheek. I took him in my mouth and his cock was instantly rock hard. It had to be at least nine inches long and he had the type of low hanging balls I love on older men. “Fuck yeah, he’s a good little cocksucker,” Gary praised. Mike, meanwhile, knelt down behind me and started licking my ass. His five o’clock shadow against my freshly fucked hole made me instantly rock hard. “How’s he taste Mikey?” “Awesome, I can’t wait to fuck him.” “Well let me go first, after you get done with him he’ll be too stretched out.” Instinctively I moaned at the thought of an even bigger dick than I had in my mouth fucking my ass. “The whore seems to like the idea. Turn around and lean over the tires whore.” I turned around and bent over the back wheels of the tractor. The warm night air felt so fucking good as it touched my ass. Gary pushed his jeans down to his thighs and got behind me. In one motion he pushed all nine inches into me and started fucking me like he was using my hole to jack off with. My jock covered dick was pressed against the tire as Gary plowed my ass. He has one hand holding himself up against the tire and the other muffling my screams. He started going faster and faster, his dick was getting even thicker until he finally shot his load deep in me. He kept pumping my full of cum for what felt like a good full minute. When he was finally done he grabbed me by the neck again and shoved his cock in my mouth. “Yeah clean it up bitch.” After only a couple of licks he was soft and I had gotten all of the cum off his dick and balls. “Ok Mike, your turn. I’ll meet you back in the truck.” Gary zipped up his pants up and walked away. Mike’s throbbing cock was still being restrained by his jeans. “Turn around again.” Again I turned around; a little disappointed I wasn’t going to get that slab of meat before it went in my ass. I knew it was going to be bad when Mike took of his sweaty t-shirt and stuffed as much of it as he could into my mouth. “I need two hands fuck.” Suddenly I felt the biggest dick I’ve ever had in me slamming into my ass. Tears started running down my face as Mike pounded me. I feel the two loads of cum in my ass running down my legs and splattering between us every time he slammed his cock in my ass. George must have gotten bored watching me get fucked, “Send him back when you’re done using him.” He climbed back into the cab. Mike never slowed down and never acknowledged George’s absence; he just kept pounding my ass mercilessly. Suddenly he yanked his t-shirt from my mouth. “You want my fucking load?” “Yes Sir.” “Beg for it you little slut.” “Pleas Sir, please give me your load. I want to feel you shooting it inside me.” “Here you go.” He pounded me a few more times before he shot his load in me. As Gary had done before, Mike grabbed my neck and shoved his cock in my mouth. This time I not only tasted cum and my ass, but a little blood as well. My ass was so open that I could feel the night air inside me as cum dripped onto the ground. Suddenly he held my head against crotch with my mouth still around his soft cock and started pissing down my throat. I took every drop until he pulled out of my mouth and gave me a last little shot of piss in the face. He laughed as he zipped up his pants and put his shirt back on. As he walked past me he slapped my face lightly, remarking “Good little slut.” I got up, looked around and climbed back up into the cab. When I got back in I found George watching television in the sleeper. “Stay on the floor until I’m ready to use you.” Just then there was a knock on the passenger door. …to be continued

Well I guess I should explain I live with another gay guy, Tom. He always gets the hottest and greatest asses. He has a beautiful body with just the right amount of tattoos on his body to drive you wild. I love to sit in the living room listening to him fuck some hot guys. After the guy leaves Tom sits down in chair in the living room, opens a red spiral bound notebook from his end table, makes some notes and frequently will chuckle saying as he puts the book away, saying "That hottie was just initiated into the club." He then generally went to bed or went about his business. I finally had to see what was in the book after we had been roommates for a couple months. There must have been close to 200 names in the book. Each page was marked at the top with a month and year, with the earliest date going back to March, 2003, but only one name was recorded, I]John[/i] and beside the name, was a smiley face and paragraph telling about how John initated him into the club. I thought it odd there were no notations for the balance of the year other than that one entry. The next page was dated April 2004. There were four names on the page and behind the name was either a smiley face or a star with a big circle around. I just laughed and thought Tom must enjoy all the ass he gets, and put the book back. I never told him I looked at his book 'cause we tried to respect each other's privacy. About three months ago Tom invited me to go with him to the club. His boys were out of town and he needed some drinks and some ass, so I decide to go. It was hot at the club and before long guys were all over Tom. I was sitting beside him at the bar and a hottie named John came over to me and started flirting with me. He led me to dance floor to dance and pushed me to a corner to kiss me and pin me to the wall. He asked how far my place was from the bar. I replied "Ten minutes." He asked if we could go there. I pointed to Tom saying he and I had ridden together. John looked over, registered Tom, and remarked it looked like he might be going home with someone else tonight. I looked over and saw John was almost certainly right: Tom was paying his tab and leaving with one of the hotties from the bar. He looked over at me, gestured to the door, indicating he was leaving. John kissed me again and said "Come on, let's go," paying my tab and smiling at the bartender. What a nice guy. We left and went to my place. Before we could get the door closed he was kissing me and taking off his clothes. He pushed me onto the couch and stripped me naked. We ended up naked and he kissed me and asked if I had a condom, to which I replied "No." "Damn" he replied "I can't fuck you without a condom. I got to have one." He then asked if my roommate had any, and he got up and headed into Tom's room, returning with a box of condoms with a big star with a circle around it. He smiled and said "Now I can fuck the shit out of you boy." It wasn't long before we were fucking like animals and I was enjoy feeling his eight inch cock in my ass. He was rough and enjoyed making me really feel him inside me. He leaned down and kissed me and started to moan, saying "Yeah, here it cums." And with that I could feel the warmth of his explosion in my ass. John collasped on top of me and we lay there for a few minutes, his cock still deep inside my hole. Then he withdrew, stood-up, and freaked saying "Oh fuck dude, oh fuck. I'm sorry dude. The condom must have broken. He was visibly upset. I replied "It's OK, John, it happens." He stammered "No, it isn't OK. I have Aids, and my cum will infect you." I lay there, trying to remember what I should do, if anything, as he dressed to leave. Just then Tom walked in, greeted us, and turned to me saying "How do you know John?" Tom then noticed the box of condoms, and before John or I could get a word in, Tom asked "Did you borrow those from my room?" I replied "Yeah, he wouldn't fuck me without a condom." Tom chuckled saying "Well welcome to the club roomie. Those are my trick condoms for those guys who say they won't fuck without condoms. I cut the tips off and put them back in the pack so no one knows but me." He then laughed and said "John initiated me in the club in early 2000s. Doctors said he wouldn't live another six months, but here he is." He walked over to his book saying "See this book? This is list of all the guys I've pozzed. I put a star with a big circle if I had to stealth them with the trick condoms." Tom chuckled again saying "I always thought I would get to poz your ass. It never occurred to me my benefactor would have the honors."

It was the annual Toga Party at my frat, Omega Chi, the sexiest party of the year. I belonged to the hottest frat on campus, the one that all the top jocks belonged to. And the Toga Party was the most sought after invite of the year for anyone who was anyone. It was tradition for everyone to wear nothing under their toga. This near nudity, combined with alcohol and young libidos generated an atmosphere of super charged, horny college boy's and girls. And PLENTY of fucking went on around the house, in every closet and corner. Some people even fucked right out in the open, only their togas hiding their naughty bits. My name is Cole, and I'm a Junior and Treasurer of Omega Chi. As such I get the rare priveledge of one of the small private rooms on the third floor. This is nice because I'm secretly gay and it gives me a private place to jerk off on a nightly basis, fantasizing about my brothers, all of whom I've seen naked many times. I also like to sneak their dirty jockstraps out of their laundry and inhale their musky odors while I finger my hole and shoot my load. I'm not a jock like the rest of them, I'm a straight up nerd. I'm in the frat to help keep the grade average up for the house, and to tutor the guys that need it. I'm 5'10" and skinny and couldn't throw a football if my life depended on it, so being in this environment with all these hot studs was a dream come true. My biggest crush was Mitch. He was a GOD! He was only a freshman, but he was already the starting quarterback, he was that good. He stood 6'3" with buzzed blond hair, dazzeling blue eyes, and a body built like the Nordic, Minnesota, cornfed, farmboy he was. And a cock to match! I had showered next to him many times in the house, which was always a challenge to not spring a raging hard on. Tonight he was drinking pretty heavy, something he didn't do often. As the night went on he got more and more sloshed, hitting on several girls, fingering them under their sheets. But he must have been TOO drunk for them to take him up on his offers to fuck. Sometime around 1:00 he disappeared and I figured he finally was getting laid. I was getting tired too and headed up to my room. As I opened my door my heart leaped into my throat. There, sprawled out on my bed was my every dream come true. My Nordic god was passed out, snoring away with his toga barely covering his naked body. I froze, not knowing what to do, my eyes scanning him from his beautiful size 13 feet, up his bare legs that were covered in dark blond hair to his torso also covered in a light smattering of blond hair. The toga exposed one of his luscious pink nips and the arm over his head exposed his hairy pit in all it's glory. My mouth went dry as I looked at him and shivered. I did the most logical thing I could and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him and telling him to get up. He just responded with more snoring. I slapped him hard across the face a couple of times, and still he didn't wake up. The shaking had managed to open his toga more, exposing his uncut cock nestled in his big, furry balls. At this point my mind exploded. Here was my ultimate fantasy, passed out cold, nearly naked, and totally vulnerable on my bed. Before I even realized what I was doing, I locked my bedroom door, and stood over him, dropping my own toga so I was naked, my own 7 inch cock standing straight up. I breathed heavily. Do I dare act out what was running through my mind? What if he DID wake up? He'd beat the shit out of me! But my own half drunk horny brain took over the better part of reason. Carefully I undid the rope around his waist, opening his toga all the way, totally exposing every inch of his beautiful body. Leaning down, I kissed his mouth which was slightly open, slipping my tongue inside, licking his teeth and tongue, sucking on his lip, gently biting it while my hand crept down to his cock. Grabbing it firmly, I started to stroke it, my hand trembling at the excitement of finally touching what I had wanted for so long. His cock stirred and started to get hard as I manipulated it, pulling back the foreskin and rubbing his cockhead. He just continued to snore. I moved my mouth to his nipples, sucking first one big pink tit, then the other. I gently bit them as I sucked, nibbling on his nubs as his cock grew harder in my hand. I swear he slightly moaned. Getting more and more bolder, I then buried my face in his armpit, breathing deep his musky scent. I couldn't get enough of his smell as I sniffed and licked his dank hairy pit. His cock just got harder. I pulled out of his pit to look at the cock I had been dreaming about. It stood rock solid at this point, the big, pink mushroom head pushing out of it's sheath. It was a solid 9" at least, and a fat one at that. Throwing caution to the wind I dove down on it. Mitch let out an audible groan as my mouth engulfed his knob. I had to stretch my mouth wide and it was almost to fat, but I was too far gone to stop and I forced as much as I could down my throat. Then something surprising happened. Mitch started to piss. Without warning piss just started flowing into my mouth. I was shocked but just clamped on and swallowed all I could. There was NO way I was going to pass this once in a lifetime chance to drink the starting quarterbacks piss! There was so much it flowed out of my mouth all over his stomach and balls, soaking both us and the bed sheets. When he finally stopped I continued to nurse on his still rock hard cock until I started to taste his precum. He just continued to snore and breath deeper. Now I was at a crossroads. Do I keep sucking him, or do I go a step further. I realized as much as I wanted to suck the load out of him, I wanted something else far more. I wanted him to breed me. And this might be my only chance ever. I grabbed some Vaseline out of my drawer and spread a big glob on my asshole, working it in me. Then I spread another big glob on his cock, working it around, getting him slicked up. Then, my body trembling in fear and excitement, I straddled his stomach, pulling back his foreskin, and placed the top of his throbbing cock against my hungry hole. I took a deep breath and pushed his head into my hole, wincing as he popped through my ring. I paused for a moment as I adjusted to his size. I wondered to myself what the fuck was I doing? I'm insane! But I no longer cared. I had the quarterbacks studly cock in my hole and I started to slide down on it. Slowly I slid down his pole until I had all 9 inches buried in me and I could feel his hairy bush against my stretched hole. Now I started to ride it, up and down, pulling it out till just the head was in, then sliding back all the down, my hole squeezing and milking his cock as I went. Leaning over, I planted my lips on his while I rode him like a sorrority bitch. I sucked his tongue while my ass gave him the best fuck he had ever had, even if he didn't know it! I swear he started moaning and pushing his hips into my hot wet hole. He was probably dreaming he was fucking some hot pussy, and he was, just not the kind he thought! Even in his drunk, passed out state it didn't take him too long to cum. Such is the beauty of youth. Soon I felt his cock expand and start throbbing deep in me and I knew he was flooding my innards with his hot, jock cum. I sat all the way down on his dick and milked it as hard as I could with my ass muscles, draining him of every drop of his precious nectar. I finally had what I had wanted for so long. I was bred by the quarterback. When his cock started to shrink, I gently pulled him out of my ass. As much as I wanted to keep his load deep inside me, I had a better idea. In my drawer I had hidden one of his jockstraps. This one was nice and used when I snagged it, smelling deeply of his cock and ball sweat and urine. I held the pouch up to my ass and squeezed his load out and into it. This way I had another way to enjoy him later as I jerked off, remembering tonight. I just had one problem left. MY own rock hard cock begging for release! I thought of just jacking off while I stared at my naked god, but my perverted mind told me other ideas. Carefully, I rolled my snoring stud over onto his belly and spread his thighs apart. Taking the Vaseline, I lubed my cock and his hole. Quickly I lined myself up to his hairy hole and slid my head in. Stopping to make sure all was well, I then pushed the rest of my cock all the way in. OH MY GOD it was like nothing I had ever felt! Pure smooth velvet engulfed my dick as I buried myself to the hilt. As I ground my pubes against his hole I know I heard him grunt, then let out a small moan. That was all I needed to hear. I slowly fucked my frat bro deep and long, enjoying every moment of his luscious hot hole. But I was so worked up at this point, it didn't take long before I was pumping my own hot load into his sweet jock guts. I could hear him moan and mumble something as I pumped shot after shot of sperm as deep into his guts as I could. Finally, I had no more in me. I reluctantly pulled my spent cock out of what was pure heaven, and cum slowly trickled out of his slightly gaping hole. Without a thought, I buried my face between his cheeks and feasted on the hole I had just devirginized. Digging my tongue in and sucking my jism out made him moan some more. When I got all I could, I stood up, got dressed and left my room, leaving my sleeping Adonis alone on my bed. The next morning I was terrified about what I had done! The reality of raping the quarterback and all the consequences filled me with dread as I eventually went back to my room and slowly opened the door. Mitch was gone. I sat on my bed and pulled open my drawer that contained his dirty, cum soaked jockstrap. On it was a note that said...."I know what you did!" My heart pounded in my chest as I turned the note over. "It's our secret. To be continued...." All I can say is the rest of our college time together was pretty fucking hot.

So, here I am of my first day out of school for the summer, my parents are at work and I have nothing to do except lay here and jack off and think of something to do. We just moved here a couple of months ago due to a job change for my Dad and I have always lived in the big city’s with room to walk, now I only have a yard and a big ass park down the street to go to. Since my parents are big beer drinkers I figure it is almost noon, so I grab 6 of their beers in a bag and decide to check out the park. After entering the park I start walking and the road and I see trails off into the woods and decide to check one out. I walk for a bit and find a small river/creek that is running fairly fast and sit down against a tree and watch the water and started drinking my beers. I must have been on my fourth or fifth beer when I heard what sounded like a commotion behind me. As I look around if I had not been sitting I would have fallen over, there about 50 feet away was a white guy on his knees sucking a black guy’s cock. In all my life I have heard of the gay life and sex but this was mind blowing. I just continued to watch as this white guy just went to town sucking the blackest cock I have ever imagined. The black guy was talking really nasty to the white guy, telling him “yeah white boy, suck that black cock, get it deeper, going to give you a good load down that bitch white throat”. Now I should have just got back behind the tree until they were done, but somehow I moved further out and broke a branch on the ground that drew both of their attention. Oh shit, now what. I look at the black guy who is smiling at me and the white guy gets up and they both walk over to me with the black guy still having his cock out and hard. As they reach me the black guy asked “do you think this boy liked the show”? The white guy grabs my cock and says “yeah, he is hard as a rock”. At this point the white guy pulls down my shorts to my ankles and grabs my cock. At this point I should have pulled up my short and ran like hell screaming all the way, but here I am with a guy holding my cock and balls and looking between the black guys cock and his eyes and the evil smile. The black guy then puts his hands on my shoulder and pushes down and I seem to just float to my knees where I now looking right at this guy’s cock in my face. The black guy grabs his cock and starts to hit my lips with his cock until I open my mouth to say ouch only to have him push his cock in my mouth. The white guy leans in to my ear and starts giving me my first lesson of how to use my lips and tongue and how to keep my teeth off telling me how I am going to be coming back after today for a lot more. Then white guy then leans down and drove his tongue into my ass, I thought I was going to lose it right then and there, fuck did that feel awesome. Meanwhile the black guy starts calling me all sorts of degrading names and terms “suck my black cock you white bitch, yeah, so easy to turn out a punk white boy for black meat, guess you’re going to get this big fat load down your bitch throat”, all his talking seem to just turn me on more and as he kept telling me what a cocksucking bitch I was going to be the more I tried to get more of his cock in my mouth. The black guy then opens this bottle and puts it under my nose telling me to inhale deep and I do, “Fuck” my head is spinning and I seem to want to suck more and more of this cock in me, I then feel the white guy pushing a finger in my ass, then another one and another, I am in heaven. The black guy keeps feeing me the bottle under my nose and the white guy who is somehow naked is still telling me how much of a pig I am going to become when this is over. The white guy then pulls out a bag of something and a bottle of what I found later was lube, he mixes the lube and the stuff in the bag and starts to finger it up my ass. I am go back to sucking on the black guys cock and hitting the brown bottle, a few minutes later I start to feel a rush of rushes. I start to just suck and not knowing what a gag reflex was yet, but I just wanted his cock buried in me. The white guy was now behind me with his cock pointed right as my ass. He gets the tip at my hole and starts to push, telling me go with it, that it will hurt for a minute but then I am going to love it. The black guy pulls his cock out tells me to hit the bottle deep, as it kicks in the white guy pushes in and now pass my once virgin ring. I tried to move forward trying to get away from the pain, but then I am so unstable and the white guy just keeps talking dirty to me, telling me now I am his bitch, his cumdump and that he was going to breed me full of his seed. What seemed to be an eternity was only a few minutes before the pain subsided and another hit of the bottle I was finding myself getting into it. Now the black guy puts his cock back at my mouth and he tells me to “suck that black cock you bitch” and boy do I ever. It never dawned on my if anyone had walked down there they would have seen a high school kid on his hands and knees with a cock fucking him in the ass and a black guys cock driving in his mouth, and at this point I didn’t care. The black guy starts to tell me he is close and gives me another hit of the bottle and tells me to start swallowing, at this point he lets volley after volley of cum loose in my mouth and I do as he says not knowing any better. The white guy is not far behind telling me I will be pregnant with his babies in a second and he lets out a roar and unloads my ass. The black guy just zips up his pants and says “see you soon” and walks off, the white guy pulls his cock out of my ass and wipes the rest of his cum on my ass cheeks, and I am still on my hands and knees wondering what just happened. The white guy then grabs my cock and balls and squeezes and asks me where I live, the pain was so bad I just blurted out my address to him and he tells me to meet him at the rest area down the road tomorrow at noon and just to wear shorts, no underwear or shirt or he would be at my house to get me, then walks off. To be continued.....

It’s been a few days since I saw my boyfriend last. He’s always working and it doesn't help I live on one side of the metro while he’s about 20 miles on the other side. He hasn't texted me in a day or two and I was bored and horny today. I decided to re-download an app, hopping just for a little chit chat from people. After looking a while I came across a picture of my boyfriend, I wasn't angry, but annoyed as he told me he never used this app anymore. Then again, I was on. I decided to dropped it and just continue my search for someone to talk too. *received a message* Looked at the guys profile, cute and hot he was looking for fun and friends. I viewed the message. The guy: what are you up too? Me: not much, on from boredom, you? The guy: the same, up for some fun? Me: What kind of fun? The guy: What kind of fun you think I’m asking about. ; ) Me: If it’s hooking up, can’t do, in a relationship. The guy: That doesn't matter. *Image of his cock came through* I looked, and saw possibly the biggest cock I've seen, thick, veiny, and hard. Me: Very nice cock sir. If I wasn't taken I’d definitely blow you or let you plow me The guy: Your boyfriend doesn't need to know, what’s your address? I was tempted, I haven’t bottomed for a long time Since I started dating my boyfriend. He’s always the bottom and was always the top, it was tempting, but… Me: Sorry, can’t, really tempting, but can’t. The guy: Come on, address. ; ) You know you want my 10”s in you. At this point my cock was hard and I was jacking off like crazing. What I did next I shouldn't have done and hopped to god no one would find out. Me: *gives address* Hurry before I changed my mind.” The guy: Will be there in 10 minutes, have the door open and be face down. I stopped jacking, opened the door slightly then took off my clothing. I laid down in the bed me and my boyfriend slept in many times when he was over. I pre lubed my hole and had a few condoms to the side just in case. I heard the door open, not a word only the sounds of shoes being taken off. Heard someone come into my bedroom and heard cloths being taken off. I heard some clanking then a zipper and then a thud. I could feel he was close. I was now feeling regret that I was now hooking up with someone, but was too late, was too afraid to stop, didn’t know what he would do if I backed out. Slap, slap, slap when his cock on my ass. I ask him about condoms and he said nothing as he push his big mushroom head into ass. I ask him again about condoms and he push his cock in a little bit. It stung and hurt. Only my ass was lubed, his cock wasn't. He kept pushing in, pain was shooting through, I ask him to stop. He didn’t, “I’m almost all the way, relax you cheating slut.” That slightly turned me on. He hit that one point in my ass, pain was being replaced with pleasure, but pain didn't want to go away either. “How much more” I asked. “Want more?” He said then nothing but pain shot through as he pushed balls deep into me. “FUCK!” I screamed. The pain was so much I was crying. He started moving out, one, two, three inches then slamming back into me. This went on for a few minutes. After a while it felt amazing. The pain I had just felt turned to pleasure. He started pulling out more then back in, this was going on till all I could feel was his head. All that you could hear in the room was light moaning, skin slapping, and some grunting. I was so close I nearly came a few times. “I’m close, keep fucking me.” I said, he picked up his pace, then slowed down, picked up, then slowed down, like he’s teasing me. “I’m close” He shoved in again then pulling out, “Here’s my dirty load you cheating slut!” Then he drove his cock into my gut, filling it with his seed. Once he was done filling me he fucked his seed in me for a while, from this I came, I came hard on my bed then collapsing in a pool of my own spunk. He pulled out and before I could get my composure he was already dressed and heading out the door. I didn't think of what he said for a few days and didn't say anything to my boyfriend. My boyfriend came over; slept in the same bed I was fucked in. I fucked him, with a condom, because he has a thing for latex, not really for safety. A few days go past again and I decided to go back onto the app, I was bored, I noticed he left me a message which I thought seemed odd. He was online The guy: Up for round two? I have a few buddies that would also like your hole if you’re interested. ; ) I went to reply to him but clicked on his profile instead. What I noticed wasn't there before, it shocked me. It stated that he was Poz and not on meds. Fuck I thought. That’s what he meant by dirty load. Me: Is your profile correct, you are poz? Are your friends also poz? The guy: Yes, all of us are? So, what you say? Me: … Me: You know the address. My boyfriend texted if I was free that afternoon. I told him I’d get back to him later that day. Then my door opened once again, guess it's too late to back out now. ======that’s it======= I was bored, so I wrote this. This is fictional, this never happened. Hope my spelling and grammar are correct.

Part 1 I knew I was a sex addict when I was a teen. I needed cock and cum everywhere: in my ass, in my mouth, in my face. I liked daddies who would pull my hair, thrust their cocks down my throat, or fucked me mercilessly without respect. I was a shameless slut and considered whoring myself out, but I had bigger career aspirations for the future. Still, I always knew I had wanted to take it to the next level. One day, while I was cruising on A4A, a muscle daddy, 42 years old, 6'1", fit and tan, messaged me if I liked to parTy. His picture showed a rough, shaven face. I knew what parTying meant, and this was my chance to fulfill one of my darkest fantasies. I responded saying I would shower, clean-out, and be over in 40 minutes. I put on a tight black tank top, denim cutoffs, and boots and drove over to his place He opened the door almost immediately - I wasn't disappointed: ge was tall and muscular with pepper gray hair, was wearing a black tight half tank and ripped jeans. His feet were large and veiny, and showed off a flip flop tan. He gestured for me to enter, and led me to his room, introducing himself as Jason. On his table were bags of powder, dollar bills, a pizzo pipe, and some syringes. I brought a two blunts as well. "So you like to get fucked by older guys?" he asked as he sprinkled a couple crystals into the bowl of the pipe. "I like getting fucked by anyone," I purred, as he put the pipe to my lips and lit. He told me to wait until clouds of smoke began circling in the bowl, then to inhale slowly. I felt the chemicals rush into my lungs. It tasted good. "Yeah? You get around?" he grunted, taking a huge hit himself. Before I could respond, he grabbed my hair, pulled my face forward, and shotgunned the crystal into me. When my lips met his, I knew that there was no love-making or respect in this encounter; I was here to be used. He slurped at my lips and spat on me. "You slut," he whispered in my ear before putting the pipe to my mouth again. We took several more hits until we burnt through a whole gram between the two of us. "Show me your ass. Get on your back," he ordered. At this point, the drugs had hit me and my head was spinning. I felt relaxed. No, I felt filthy. I turned around and spread my legs, showing off my ass through my daisy dukes. "Mmm," he grunted. I looked back. His eyes twinkled with lust. He brushed his hands up and down my smooth legs, down to my feet, and pulled-off my boots. He massaged my legs and feet with one hand as he pulled out a credit card to draw lines of coke on a plate with his other, making six long lines. Then he rolled up a dollar bill and pulled me to the plate. "Take half of it," he said, pushing my head down to the plate. I put the dollar bill to the plate and cleanly snorted a line. "Another," he demanded. "Do it all at once." "Yes,sir," I said obediently, and I continued snorting. I felt the drip down my throat, and I instantly felt an astounding high. My ears were ringing, and I grew energetic and horny. I turned around again, and he ripped my cutoffs to show off my shaved asshole. "What a beautiful hole," he growled with thirst. "Look at that pussy." He ran a finger down my hole, which sent shivers down my spine. I closed my eyes and felt my head spin; my whole body was hot, and I needed Jason's dick and cum as soon as possible. I needed him inside me, fucking me until I can't walk, impregnating me, breeding me. Jason pulled his dick out of his jeans, an impressive and thick 8" rod. He expertly made a line on his dick and handed me the rolled-up dollar. I leaned in and eagerly snorted the line from his dick. "Now let's see you put those party favors to good use," he said, prying my mouth open with his large mushroom head. I moaned ecstatically, having been waiting for this moment for so long. I opened my mouth eagerly and slurped on his head while licking his piss slit with my tongue. His already erect dick grew stiff as a rock in my mouth. I moved my mouth down, slurping his large shaft. He grabbed both sides of my head and thrust. His dick pierced my throat, and I let out of a muffled scream in protest. He ignored me and plowed into my throat again before I could prepare myself. I gagged and spluttered spit all over his dick and my face. It dripped down my chin as continued to fuck my throat. He then grabbed me and tossed me onto the bed leaving my head dangling over the foot of the bed. My head was in a warm haze from all the drugs. High as fuck, I opened my eyes wide and opened up my throat. My face was still covered in thick globs of saliva. He grinned sadistically as he snorted a line, then plunged his dick down my throat. I held onto his jeans as he fucked my throat until I could hardly feel my throat anymore. I gagged and spluttered, but my spit tricked down my hanging face, all over my eyes and nose. His dick tasted so good I didn't want him to stop. I loved his thick shaft around my lips as his head pierced my throat, and then tasting the precum on the head as he pulled out before thrusting again. To be continued in Part 2

Do you remember your first time taking bare cock up in your ass? How was it feel? I had my many first times man-to-man sex when I lived with a foster family in the States in my 20s. I shared a queen size bed with the elder brother in the foster family coz the parents thought he could help me with the school work. However, he taught me sex education and shared a lot of stories about his hot encounters with the girls, sometimes he shared the details when his best friends were visiting. I love hanging out with them just to listen to their stories and they exchanged knowledge/tricks with each other or even comparing their cock size and asked me which one is bigger etc. We became very close but never cross the boundary. Sometimes in the middle of the night, he would accidentally hold me in his arms and realized it was me, he would let go and apologized. One day, I told him im cool with that. Maybe that was the best hint I could give and I love it! ever since then, he would hold me in his arms, we shared a lot of things before bed until we fell asleep. Many times I woke up in the morning, feeling his hard cock on my back, making me horny and I started to have dirty thoughts about having sex with him. Of course, he was curious about my sexuality as I never mentioned anything about it, nor talking bout any hot encounters. So he finally asked if I like man or woman. I told him as far as I know, naked women dont make my heart beats than the naked men do. I could see the curiosity on his face. We cuddled up, he asked so many questions from my experience to my fantasies, then he surprised me at this point by telling me he has actually thought about having sex with guys but never met one. He adjusted his body so that he's looking down at me, his face was so close to me and asked "tell me, have you ever kissed anyone before?" I shook my head and told him, I have zero sexual experience. He smiled and asked again "Do you want to know how it feels when you kiss someone?" I pulled my naive card out and said yes but I dont have anyone to experience it with. Then he asked me to close my eyes and next I felt his soft lips touching mine, his big lips mounted on mine, sucking it softly before his tongue unsealed my lips, immediately his breath rushed into my mouth, little stink but to me its the taste of a man. i remember i moan softly. Thats when he rolled his body on top of me and the tongue was all the way inside my mouth exploring. He's definitely still one of the good kissers i know today. The pillow talks between us continued after kissing, he has more questions about me and from the Q&A we figured out im more of a bottom. He took my first kiss and then not long after that incident, one day, I was on my knees sucking my first cock with his guidance to make him feel good. He didnt cum in my mouth. He always pushed my head away, let me watch him stroking and cumming on his chest and belly, then let me smell it but I never get to taste his cum. We have been kissing, cuddling, sometimes giving him bj, thats all. That has slowly fulfilled my fantasies one by one and I started to fantasize about being fucked by him. This day has finally arrived, the parents were taking the kids for a trip during school break. We chose to stay home because the brother told me he will teach me more about sex. When the parents left, he handed me a bottle of liquid and asked me to clean up myself before he came home from work. This first lesson was the beginning of my real sexual life. He explained sex between him and his girl and demonstrated it using my body. He held me from the sideway, we kissed, touched, all these are nothing new to me until his warm hand rubbed my thigh and moved to my ass. His finger touched my hole. it felt good, he ran his finger on the surface of my pink hole, back and forth, up and down. my heart was pounding. Next, i felt his warm shaft, the head replaced the finger, rubbing on the hole, the sensation was a bit different and of course it was his precum. This is my favorite part of his explanation where he gets excited rubbing the hole and he will ooze so much precum on his girl's pussy, it keeps buiding up until its wet enough to let him enter. I wanted him to enter me so badly, i wanted more of his precum! i asked how can i make more precum out of him. He made me kiss him, apparently, soft lips and the kissing turns him on a lot and very soon my hole was wet with his precum. He pushed the head on the hole instead of rubbing it, the more he poked it, i got itched and wanted more and he did give me more by entering the head. I was in heaven for a second till his shaft stretching my tight hole, i regret coz its painful and the thought of having him inside me has gone lol. Anyway, he's so good at this, he didnt push further but pull out, using the head to slowly slide in and out. In between some pushes, he would pushed further. Few minutes later, I must be too tight so he grabbed a brown bottle, telling me it will relax me my muscles which will remove the pain. I took a hit of it, another hit on the other nostril, suddenly i felt like im going to pass out but at the same time, I want him inside me again. At this point, his head was pushing passed the limit, holding it there and sure enough, when the poppers kicked in, i felt my body pulling his manhood inside me. I pushed back a little as he held me tight in his arms and fucked me slowly. "Do you like it?" i nodded and moan softly. When the poppers effect has gone, I realized he didnt wear condom so I requested him to put it on. His excuse was, he produced enough precum to guide him inside me, if he pulled out, his cock will get soft and we would be done. Of course I wanted him to continue. He said he's good and can control himself for not cumming inside me and added that I will not be pregnant if he shoot inside my guts, told me not to worry. I believed it and took another hits of poppers and i started to enjoy his full length of 7.5" inside me and making love to me. Each time he drilled, I wanted him to go deeper. This time, he suggested that when he grabbed the brown bottle next time, i would obey and sniff hard on both sides of my nostrils, i submitted. It felt so good having him on my back, fucking me slow and deep... His breath became heavier followed by his whisper on my ear "it feels so good, my girl usually let me cum in this position" "Do you hold till last second and pull out to shoot?" "Depends, she loves it when i dont pull out" He grabbed the brown bottle, took couple hits and passed it to me. I sniffed harder than before as he told. He pushed so deep inside me as my ass was rubbing his hairy pubes. Instantly, I became slutty and asked him to fuck me. He didnt pound hard but did the short slow stroke while whispering and begging "I'm getting close, I'm going to cum, please, let me cum inside you? please?" Thanks to the poppers, i wanted it but didnt agree to it. The thought of his bare cock thrusting in my hole and having him spray his cum inside me hasbrought me to the climax and I started cumming on the bed sheet. He started to pull out, i shouted "dont!" but when his head reached the edge, i felt his cumshot in my ass as he shot from the hole deep inside me while slowly pushed all the way back in and collapsed on my back, continued to make love to me. We fucked again in the morning. whenever he didnt meet anyone, I was his backup. He never asked, when he rubbed his precum on my hole, i knew the mating process will follow and I would let him. He also told his best friend about what we did. I will share the second part of the story when I had sex with his best friend.

Silly me. I thought it was about fucking...not the load...guilty fo fucking endlessly and proud of it.

There is nothing better than being bent over a tree and being fucked by all cummers. Oh, there might be something better, thats being tied over it and being whored out by a pimp.

Like I said before you know how and where to have a good time, I like your style

Great replay of your first time in a gay sauna. Post more! Reminds me of mine. Scared as hell, don't know what to expect and being early 20s bait for about anyone present. Exploring hands everywhere. Sweaty bodies pressing and brushing me in the dark. Waiting for Mr. Perfect with the perfect dick, who of course stayed at home that night. After the first fuck I don't really care anymore and just wanted more and more and more.....Felt like a total slut. Stayed until the very last minute and remember sitting at the railway station at 6am with cum leaking out waiting for the first train home. I am certain everyone there on the platform can just see what I have done. ;-)

Hey- if the goal is to let everyone know you want your hole used and it is available--why not pick up a few cheap boxer or boxer briefs in cotton ( I am thinking , here in the US, of a K Mart(department store of less expensive clothing) kind of boxer- get some fabric glue and some velcro-- slit the ass right thru where your crack runs, glue the 2 pieces of velcro ( sew them if you have the machine and talents) Even if the shit falls apart 1/2 way thru the night,you can blame a wardrobe malfunction --and hopefully will have had a cock or two probe you before the bar caught sight of the gape ( or smelled the cum) One thing to remember is to try to get the velcro to mesh correctly early on--those little plastic hooks play hell on ass hairs

Chapter 4, CHEM-O-PHELIAC: Our bodies were still chained together when the kid woke me part way through the night with his antsy thrashing. He had to learn that just like any pet, you sleep when the Master sleeps and MASTER SERGEANT had NOT told him he could fucking move around. For this lesson I rolled him over onto his stomach with me on his back, my dick still buried to the hilt in his well-fucked ass, and my body completely smothering his. The movement tore at the scabs and dry ass juice that had caked up and he yipped like a little bitch, but held his tongue from anything further. When my full 262 pounds was settled on his back and he was pressed into the bed underneath, he could barely breath and his chastity cage pinched into his pelvis with every thrust I made. Slow, methodical, deeper dives of my violator had him trembling as his boy clit swelled from the attention. Just at the moment that his body crested to the top of the wave of joy and bliss, I deftly reached between us, unhooked the harnesses, and pulled myself off him, withdrawing my dick from its newest home. The kid beat the bed with his fists in pain and frustration and turned to look at me with a mix of hate and lust. Such a fine line between those two and I would keep pulling him back and forth across that line until he embraced them both. I then reached out, grabbed a chain, yanked him off the bed and dropped him with a thump onto the floor. His arms and legs flailed as I unwound the length I needed and then locked it into the chain that I had secured earlier around the bed frame. I only pointed to the floor as he looked at me in dismay before I climbed over him and settled back into bed. Warm sunshine on my face welcomed me to a new day. I yawned, stretched, and rolled to my right side and looked down onto the floor where the kid lay, quiet, obedient, in total submission. His puppy dog eyes peered up wanting to please his MASTER. I gave my stiff dick a flick of my fingers – once – twice – yeah I could bust. I rolled further over, snagged the chain, unlocked it, yanked the kid up and guided his dry mouth to my wet, slick dick. My precum was flowing like the Nile into Egypt and the kid’s little pink tongue tickled me like I was Elmo. I let him enjoy himself for only a minute as while he was good, he still had much to learn. I leaned over to the bed stand, grabbed my spliff, lit it, and eyed the kid as his eyes darted back and forth, his breath got heavier, his muscles tensed. I leaned over again and got his smoke, the one laced with tar – and held it out in my hand. Gambler’s choice. Dick or smoke. Tar or charged nutt. The house won this bet as the kid grabbed the tar laced smoke, lit it like a castaway on a desert island, and sucked the wretched smoke in deep. He relaxed, slumped, and now I knew. My little chem-o-pheliac was ready for anything I blew his way. I let him smoke the entire thing – the greedy little pig – and again was surprised he did not wretch. No matter. This was good, all good, and as he drifted off into wherever-the-fuck King Kong’s bride goes, I climbed off the bed, took the last embers of his tar smoke, put it out, then dragged the kid by the chains and collar into the bathroom, threw his ass over the white porcelain tub, and rape fucked his dry his hole until I blew my morning toxic nutt deep into his ripe womb. I made sure he was still conscious and OK, hog chained him on his side, and stepped into the walk-in shower for a nice, hot, wet down. My shower done, I stepped out and was greeted by the kid’s anxious, darting eyes. As water dropped off my muscled body onto his submissive form, I explained that I would unchain him so he could learn to serve me during my morning routines. He tried to speak but a hand to the face removed that notion. He then began to nod only, got up, grabbed one of the luxurious towels, and followed my commands to a T as he wiped my body down. Of course when he got to my dick and hefty balls he was tempted to linger and his lip quivered in need, but a quick tap with my finger brought him back into focus. Next up – toilet training. He would go on command like any good pet being walked by his Master and so I set him on the toilet and let him know he had until the time it took for me to finish pissing down his throat for him to do what he needed to. After that, he would have to hold it until I was ready to piss again. I pushed my dick into his waiting mouth, slapped him once when he tried sucking it, then grabbed his head hard between my hands ensuring my thumbs would leave good bruises on the front of his neck and let my hot stream flow. The kid frantically pushed at his cock cage and while some of his piss squirted onto the floor, for his first time he did well swallowing my bladder. I finished, dropped him to the floor to lick up his piss that missed, then dragged him back to the bedroom where he kneeled for me. Once again he was offered a choice and as expected, his cravings for the tar overwhelmed his need for dick and soon he was back on that high. A nice side effect of the heroin was it would make him withdrawn, isolated, and I would leverage that to my own end and soon I would be his entire fucking world. I left him chained to the bed as I sauntered down stairs – naked – my semi-hard dick thickening with all the evil, twisted, things I planned to do to him today. A fresh drink in one hand, a big spliff in another, and I sat down at one the tables in the backroom that looked out onto the pool. Yes, the little shit had his own, private pool. Digging through the pile of papers and rubbish I found a couple things I was looking for – some of his credit cards and a check book. The cards were well used, the check book barely touched, but from what his step daddy had said both would be flush. I had just pushed the chair back to go back upstairs for another round when a furtive shadow passed by the window, the slices of hidden light announcing the arrival of a guest. The door handle jiggled, I unlocked it and came face to face with a startled older man whose eyes got wide as he took in all of my manhood. “I…well…good morning...you must be uh…oh yes, Master Sergeant? May I? I had not wanted to disturb you and thought I would slip in and check on how things were going but I gather you changed the security code and all that? Yes? Right, right, well good. Oh yes, I’m Edmund’s father,” The old man explained. I blew my smoke down into his face as he waved it away with his left hand. So, my golden goose has a nosy daddy. The old man went on, “My son could not stop talking about you and your – well shall we say skills - and I can see why.” Another wave of his hand like Cleopatra on the throne as he continued, “Oh, no offense meant Sergeant…what? Oh Right, yes, my apologies, Master Sergeant, it’s just that you are not my flavor shall we say, but who do you think taught Edmund to suck dick?” The old man had a lustful twinkle in his eyes now and reached down to grab his now hard dick. Man this is one fucked up family. The old man looked at me, waved to the stairs, “Is HE up there? I gather it was you that caused such a fury yesterday when he called me? Yes? I thought likely. You know that’s the first time that little pecker ever called me Grandpa? Usually it’s some mono-syllable word not even a sailor would utter.” I followed as the old man walked to the stairs and started heading up. I coughed, he turned and with a look of shame came back down. “Ahh I see. There is a new Master of the house is there not? Again, my apologies.” The kid’s grandfather reached into the leather case he was carrying and pulled out a large, velvet box. He had my attention and with purpose he slowly opened the lid and said, “I understand you are a man of refined tastes and so as such, thought this may be of interest to you.” Nestled within, in stark contrast to the black velvet, was a massive, braided gold chain that was as thick as my index finger with a can-top size pendant hanging from it edged in diamonds. “My jeweler said that 1 carat diamonds were a favorite of a Mr. Ice...or a Mr. Whiz somebody or other to accessorize their presence,” the old man stated. I smiled, reached out and snatched the chain, felt the heft, eyed the row of diamonds as they glistened in the light, and held my hand out to the stairs welcoming Grandpa to my new home. Outside the kid’s room I paused, handed Grandpa my still smoking joint, put the chain around my neck and my dick jumped as the cold diamonds touched my skin. The old man beamed and I could tell he wanted to touch me, to feel me, to taste my breeder jizz no matter what he said. I took my spliff back, inhaled, and calmly opened the door revealing the sight of his black and blue, used and abused, chained up grandson quietly sitting on the floor by the end of the bed eager to greet his Master. The kid’s eyes narrowed, he opened his mouth to speak but caught my glare and shut it. The old man chuckled, “I see you have already begun to show him other aspects of life? Mind if I take a turn? Oh don’t look at me like that, he’s not blood.” I nodded, hoisted the kid up, bent him over the bed, tightened the chains, and walked out as I let Grandpa have his way. Who knows, maybe the kid’s bloody hole would get Grandpa too and before I am done I will have three generations of poz pussy in this place. A while later the old man came down the stairs feeling 20 years younger, “I must give you credit Master Sergeant. Such wonders you have accomplished in just one day – one! I never….well you have done more in 24 hours than my sorry excuse of a son and his trailer trash wife have done in years. Well done Sir and if you are – shall we say – amenable to additional incentives…?” He paused, I tapped the diamond pendant and smiled, he continued, “Well then. I am sure I can provide whatever may be required so that my own relishes may be addressed. May I be blunt Sir? Are you into S&M, B&D? Yes, I know, obvious from that, but if I were to…I…if I were to offer to submit?” Yes, for the right price I have no limits and as Grandpa walked away from the house with a new spring in his step and a curdle of my poz cum on his tongue, I thought things were going quiet well so far. Back in the kid’s bedroom we were back on the edge of hate and lust as the kid hated me with his entire being for allowing his Grandpa at him. I did a quick inspection and while I noticed one small, fresh bruise and made note to charge the old man extra next time, the kid seemed fine and I needed to blow another nutt. I stepped on the chain, grabbed the kid’s head hard between my hands, and forced my long dick into those pink lips. Time to show him how a fag chokes out on an alpha BBC. Tears, spit, gut juice all mixed and mingled to slime my dick up and while the kid hungered to taste my load, every sperm I had was already assigned to one mission and one mission only – infecting that ass. I cuffed the side of his head when I released my grip, pushed his face down onto the floor so that his ass was up and his back arched. The kid naturally splayed his arms out in supplication in honor of his Mandingo GOD, and when he did, his hole twitched and quivered, still slick from his Grandpa’s seed. With my weight on my right leg I set my left foot on his head, pinning him down like dust under a runner’s foot who was in the straddle pose at the start line of a race. WITH ONLY HIS SNOT ON MY DICK, I THEN DROPPED MY THIRD ARM INTO HIS HOLE AND BROKE THAT BUSSY WIDE AND DEEP. THE KID WAS BAWLING, THAT WAS GOOD. TIME TO LET OUT ALL THOSE YEARS OF ANGER AND PENT UP EMOTIONS. EVERY PAINFUL STROKE IN WAS ANOTHER HELD GRUDGE RELEASED, ANOTHER HURT SALVED, ANOTHER WOUND HEALED. Once that ass was good and gaping I pulled out, stepped back, sat in the chair, and lit my blunt. The kid was fucking frantic and crawled to me begging and pleading. I held out a tar roll for him. His eyes got wide, he licked his lips, he swallowed hard, he then got off the floor in a crouch as much as the chains would let him and turned and offered me his bruised cunt like some animal in the wild. He wiggled it, whined, reached back to spread it open more for me. Good bitch. I walked over to the desk, propped my new gold iPhone 6sPlus up, checked the shot, hit record, walked back to the kid and holding him up raped that ass as rough and as hard as I could until my dick was raw. The kid had picked dick over the heroin, and so he deserved the ultimate reward – pleasing me anyway I wanted as I ripped his hole like the Grand Canyon and flooded his insides with back-to-back loads. The kid’s gaping ass winked and smiled at me as I took the latest pic showing the slut’s shaved hole bruised, swollen, and dripping with my infected nutt. Seconds later his humiliation was secure in the cloud and being shared with a few select friends as the little shit whined and pleaded, “PLEASE MASTER SERGEANT, 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 SERGEANT MAURICE LECLAIRE – UNITED STATES MARINE AND ALL AROUND TOP DAWG AND BITCH USER AND ABUSER. When the morning’s training was done, I handed the kid his check book and let him write a check for what he thought that fuck was worth. It took him a few tries before I was satisfied, and once I was, I bent him over his desk, wrapped my big hands around his little neck, and choked the fuck out of him as I raped that ass again, all the while recording every plea from this mouth begging me not to stop. I don’t believe in giving anything on credit and so that afternoon I left the kid chained to the bed as I made a trip back into town to cash the check, stash the stacks of fresh bills in my safety deposit box, pick up a few things from my place, and made a sales run to my dealer who was excited as shit by the supplies I had to unload. He had some twink emo fucker there all Tina’d up begging for my dick and any other time I would have jumped in that hole. Right now, I was about my business so told the twink to go hustle on the street corner if he had to, hopped back in my Escalade and headed back to the estate. When I got to the main gate, I pulled in, went in to the guard house to chat with the security team - my brothers in arms - who were all very happy to receive a few week’s supply of weed from me as well as a few other special hits. They asked me how I was handling things up at the house and with only a smile of confidence I pulled out my cell phone and gave them a taste of my training regimen. Mouths dropped, dicks got hard, and once I knew they had taken the bait, time for the next step in my plan. Over the next few weeks: - the kid drank my piss and served me every morning when I got up - every morning I gave him a choice of smoke with tar or my dick and some days he chose tar and some days my dick, but as the weeks went on, the less he chose the tar – cravings and all –the more he chose the dick for his high – but fuck, I still gave him weed as that ain’t nothing – either way he was a committed chem-o-pheliac for sure, needing his drugs - if he had been good, I fucked him and blew my first load of the day into his ass - if he had been bad, he was locked in the bathroom for a while with nothing but some dog food and my piss in his bowls - he had chores he had to complete and every day new ones were added as he had to learn to take care of his own place - I started taking him on rides in the Escalade, but the bitch knelt in the back in his dog kennel. Sometimes I would blindfold him. Sometimes I would stop along some country road, pull him into the woods and rape fuck his ass bloody with him bent over some tree. Sometimes I would drive into the city. - he was home schooled for sure and taught the lessons from Master Sergeant’s Book of Wisdom - his cock cage never came off and neither did the collar and chains - by week two, he was swimming laps in the pool – collar still on, me holding the chains from the edge and walking around the pool - by week three, I had him running laps in the gym that was behind the pool. It had been a horsebarn at one time, but someone had spent major bucks to turn it into a Class-A facility, which was now used only by the security guards. - Grandpa got added to my flock and he paid well for regular chances to use the kid, and paid even better to submit and serve me. I was the S&M/B&D Master Sergeant of his dreams and guided him with finesse so that by the time week three rolled around his screams of pain and ecstasy were joined with the kid’s as the third generation to get my dick of death in those guts and once again, the fuckers paid me VERY WELL for raping their greedy pussies. - I continued to stop by the front gate and share with the guards/security team, vids of my exploits and the day I stopped and showed them the kid bound, blindfolded, gagged, and in the dog crate they about fucking lost it and became that pack of alpha DAWGS in heat needing to mount a bitch’s cunt. Well, but you know what they say about most tops being just big dicked bottoms? There may be some of those too in the pack, but I’ll deal with them on my own time. Where are the parents you might ask? I received several calls from the Factor telling me Edmund and his wife were delayed, or had joined friends for a last minute trip to Venice, or some shit or the other. I couldn’t really care one way or the other as between the kid and Grandpa, I was making BUCKS, so worked with what I had. My golden goose knew what he was missing and I was sure he would find his way back to me soon as his ass and checkbook needed my attention as well. One month to the day of my arrival and the kid eagerly began his daily service without any prompt from me. He had become the best little sub, and through our lessons, had gotten healthier physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. HE HAD FOUND HIS PLACE IN THIS WORLD – SERVING MASTER SERGEANT MAURICE LECLAIRE! He eagerly awaited my dick as he could see the toxic precum streaming out of the tip, but I held him off. After a quick shave of his ass to make sure it was pussy smooth, I handed him his own velvet box. While my bling was real shit, this was just fake rhinestone crap, which is all a bitch cunt deserves, but the look on his face and the tears that welled in his eyes you’d have thought I had given him the fucking crown jewels. The kid’s hands shook as he held the case open as I took off the old, ragged and worn, leather collar from his neck. His neck now had a permanent, darker tone around it from the collar, and the skin was thicker, almost like a callous. The collar I lifted out of the case was studded with shiny jewels that said, MASTER’S. All pets are for the glory of their TOP, their MASTER, their ALPHA. They only deserve to be known as such and he was filled with pride at this acknowledgement of ownership, safety, and support. With his new collar in place, and some new chains dragging behind him, my pet bitch walked three feet behind me with his head down as we went out the back, past the pool, and up to the gym. Once inside I guided the kid over to a weight bench, he obediently laid face down, ass up, his hole twitching in need. I looped the chains from his collar around the bench, pressed tight against his torso and neck locking him in place. A minute later the echo of boots on the fine wood floors announced our guests – the full security team for the estate – my brothers in arms. One by one the filed in, got naked, and lined up behind the kid’s ass stroking their dick’s to their full length. While none could compare to mine, they would hurt the kid for sure, and by hiring some outside security contractors for the day and night to guard the estate, I made sure the full team would have hours on end to plug his boy pussy and breed him over and over, and over again. The kid might have started out as a punk, but now he was a B.R.A.T. (Bitch Ready And Turned-out).

Interesting story, sure sounds like he knew how to eat out a hot ass

Rob and myself had made plans to test out the dark world of evil men and substance abuse. Yes! we both had been into "pnp", chem-sex for quite some time but felt it had become stale and not as "on the edge" as we first enjoyed it. Rob and I had joined some on-line Satanic Worship groups and had also met a few very wickedly handsome Masters who enjoyed us newbie Satanic slaves who were so ready to submit to Sarah Palin and his earthly Lord & Master . Boss Owner of slaves, was an older man of early sixtys, tall and of soilld white stock with a mscular upper body, thick upper legs and a firm round bubble butt. His, firm, tan body was covered with dark hair with his skull shaved smooth and a masculine go-t. His scar built nipples were pierced with heavy guage rings as was his mushroom head on his dick. Thick, long and veiny, Boss's proud tool of Domination and Power hung front and center and was to be serviced worshipped and pleasured. As slaves that was a more than an eager sericeto perform. I just finnished shaving my whole body head to toe smooth and hairless. That way any custom made leathers and gear would fit perfectlysnug and tight to every part on the body Boss perfed hairless slaves as so not one thing gets in way of their use and abuse. cock and ball rings and stretchers were put on then my super tight unlined black leather jeans were pulled up my legs and over my ass cheeks with a thick belt closing it all in but all so buldging out. harness boots, a chest harness and bar vest open to the chest was my look. i tied my full leather slave hood and locking bondage collar with metal chain lead to my side belt. just in case i meet a MASTER who wants to hood n collar me in public. only three fresh rigs left and no product to fill them with. i like to slam and with the real good stuff pure crystal shards that have an extra kick or chemmical bite to them and a good overwhelming sexperv rush once slammed hard into my vein. got to call my dealer and see if i can pick it up on my way out to the bars tonight. Brent was my meth and other substance dealer. if you needed it he could get it and it was always good shit. Brent had been in prison for a few years for dealing and was proud of it. he was not black but acted like a black bro with his speech, body language and his hair was done in tight cornrows. most of his buds were black guys who also were dealers, hustlers and your basic street thugs. they were always around Brent and i even had to go through them at his front door, once buzzed in they would follow me down to his basement office where many of his deals were made. i showed up in full leathers with the black guys looking at me. "thats cool man, you lookin like Shaft" White boy want to be black? Boy wanna have black man in it? we were already in Brents office as two of the big black thugs were mandhandling me like a side of beef. i was getting a bit horny as the two of them had very large cocks trying to get out of there pants. One black dude liked the leather clad body and said i wanna fuck ur ass, boy. You a tweaker boy? i know u are cause your here to buy shit. by now i was forced back down and onto a couch with one of the black dudes pressing his whole body down on mine and holding back my wrists. I wanna slam you full of meth boy and then have a black mans way with a white boy. your gonna like it cause im gonna give it to ya nice and strong and then ur gonna be begging for it, greedy fuckchempig so ass horny for our long and thick black dicks. Brents voice could be heard from across the room, "got some real strong stuff from Mexico if you wanna try it out on this pig. hes one of my regular customers and i dont think you two will have any issues with him. before i knew it i was up and bent over a table with my hands cuffed behind me. the black guy hooded my head real tight and locked it all in with my collar. my jeans were pulled down to my boots with ass exposed and horny black me about. i then felt a cold swab of my arm behind me and a tie off. then without a word a sharp prick and "are you filming this" from one guy before my whole body started to hot rush and flash as my dick driped and my ass caught fire i begain to go wild with chem injected mind and body sexual use and abuse. i heard them laugh out as i became a drooling, oversexed drugged fuckslamslut. before i could start begging for cock both my ass and mouth were filled with thick african man meat. i was theres and belonged to them as they controled me as i so wanted it. a white slave for black Tops. all night long i was slammed and fucked while being locked or cuffed down, helpless without any escape. my legs chained high over my head and arms spread out i could see a black guys reaction as he held his dick in my hole and at same time slammed an arm vein. he smilled and grined a wicked smerk as he pushed down the plunger sending all the meth into me his deep within me cock became harder and fuller as he felt the rush i felt in my ass wall tissue. "i like to drug and fuck whites til they are raw, red, bloody, sore and loaded with black mans man juice.

About 20 minutes ago. My bf and I have been together for 6 months and we still use condoms. My roommate is in Texas all week so tonight I vaped a little for the first time in a month and got SO horny (I still am). I downloaded Grindr thinking I'd just chat with a guy, swap some pics and rub one or two out but I'm like animalistic horny... One of the guys I was chatting with had a nice built body, barely any hair and was 23. Said he wanted to get his cock sucked, he was only like 10 blocks away so I told him to come over. When he got here he was rock hard before coming through the front door. He pulled his cock out over the waistband of his sweats as soon as we got to my room. Beautiful, thick, milky white young dick on this guy. Around the same length as mine (7.5) but thicker. I had it down my throat in no time. When I would suck his balls he would squirm and push my head back down and slam his red cockhead into my throat. I got him undressed between breaths and I sat him on the bed and took my shirt off and started rubbing my cock through my shorts while I was crouched down in front of him. He was loving it, leaking like a faucet and I couldn't get enough. He bent down and started rubbing my lower back and reached under my shorts to grab my ass. At this point I wanted his dick in me, all my reservations were gone and I didn't give a fuck. After he started playing with my asshole as I licked his balls, I asked if he wanted to fuck me. He said yes obviously and I moved up onto the bed while he slipped my shorts off of me. I was on my back, and he ate my ass for a whole minute before moving up and teasing my hole with his drenched cock. He tapped it on my hole a few times and I thought to myself "here comes the condom talk" but as the thought finished I felt him pushing against my smooth wet hole. He got about two inches in (this is honestly a random guess but I felt it for sure) and asked if I had lube. I reached behind the mug on the shelf next to my bed and squirted some into his hand. He wrapped his hand around his cock and slowly pulled out, lubing it up, and fucking it back in bit by bit, over and over. As soon as he was lubed up he pushed in, stretched my hole out and bottomed out in a swift 20 seconds. I jumped and felt his amazing veiny cock fill my ass up and I squeezed my ass around it as he slowly slipped it back out. He had my legs spread out and held my hips while he fucked me for a good 10 minutes, slowed down when we kissed, and totally opened me up until he asked "Where should I cum?" I told him "just keep going" and grabbed his lil round muscle ass and pulled him close as he pushed into me. He thrusted in and out about 5 more times, me pushing back and squeezing trying to milk his load, before he pushed in and started spazzing, pushed deeper than he had the whole time and pulled a little out, thrusted back deep like a piston over and over and blew his load up in my ass. I barely touched my own cock while he was cumming and started to cum almost instantly, it felt SO GOOD taking my first load in over 6 months. I'm still horny and my ass is still hungry. I'm going to smoke a little more and see if I can find someone half as hot as him for another round. I'll keep y'all updated

i had sex with a guy who emailed me from my ad on craigslist today. he picked me up from school and took me back to my place where he fucked me really quick before my mom and brothers came home. he was really cute, hes a young dad, he has a wife and kid and i dont know, it made it even sexier to me. i still feel him inside me. its so sexy to me to be cooking dinner talking to my brothers like nothing happened and feeling wet still. im weird. lol

Years ago found my younger brother on a hook up site......I messed with him on line for a while......until I finally got him to come clean about being as queer as I am. Recently hired a new sales guy.....and found him on grindr......don't fish off the company pier so never mentioned it.

I found my older son online with a profile on a gay platform. But that was when I knew already that he sucks cock. We're pretty open about this, and he brings his boyfriend over night when he visits me. Don't even know if this profile still exists. More than once I saw also teachers of my sons with such profiles but never had any contact with them. Co workers I found a lot over the years, but mostly those who I didn't like or want, or who I knew that they didn't want me. I never needed to go online with Co workers anyway. Had to share rooms with tons of them over the years when travelling for work. Got a lot of loads, even from str8 married guys.

What a fucking excellent story! I'm sure you're as talented at taking loads as you are at writing. The rock hardness in my pants tells you all you need to know. Now bend over...

SPONTANEOUS CHASING -THE FINAL CHAPTER I didn't know how far Tom lived, but I was in no hurry to lose those poison loads I'd worked so hard to get. So instead of just pushing them out, I let them ooze out of my sloppy loose hole naturally. Before long I was quite enjoying the bumpy ride, with each bump making my naked ass squish around in the puddle of cum. It was quite a sexy feeling and my stiff dick was bouncing around in my lap like one of those dolls people put on the dashboard of their cars. Tom slowed the car after a few minutes, and reached down beneath my seat. I heard him click something, and then shoved the seat back as far as it could go. "Get on the floor and lick up some of that cum -but don't swallow it!" he ordered me. I eased off of the seat and got on my knees on the floor as he got back up to regular speed. I looked at the huge puddle where I'd been sitting, and could feel my wet ass dripping with cum, too, all over my ass and down the back of my legs. I couldn't believe I was about to stick my face in that mess of cum -it was the most piggy thing I had ever done. Fuck it, I said to myself. You wanted this. So I leaned down and slurped up about half a mouthful. Just the slightest taste of cum never fails to kick my sex drive into turbo, and I was fucking horny now! Tom reached over, grabbed the top of my head and pulled me towards his crotch. He had opened his pants as I was filling my mouth, so his huge dick was up and waiting for me. "Let's use that cum as lube, I want to get in good in your hot mouth," he told me. I kept my lips pinched tight right until his dick head was pushing at my lips, so I wouldn't lose a drop. I managed to get half of his big dick in my mouth and took a moment to swirl it around in the load mixture. He must have liked how it felt because he was growling in his throat. Then he put his hand on the back of my head and jammed me down, full length, onto his big meat. Fuck!!! I've never been the best at oral to begin with, not to mention taking a guy deep. Tom had his big dick wedged into my throat balls deep! I couldn't breath, my mind was exploding in pain, tears stung my eyes. This was nowhere near as enjoyable as when he was in my ass. He didn't give me time to rest, either. He began to skull fuck me hard and deep. The back of my head was pinned against the steering wheel, so he just kept hunching his hips up and jamming into my throat again and again. I was silently thankful that he'd gotten me to use the cum for lube -I couldn't imagine how this would feel without it. After a couple of minutes of this, he had worked most of the cum down my throat so he pulled back and told me to reload. I sniffled, swallowed, tasting cum and blood from my own throat, but I did as I was told. I slurped up another mouthful, and again the taste of that cum got me fucking horny as I was before. This time I dove down onto his dick! "Fuck yeah!" he roared. "That's a good piggy! Fuckin' take it! Yeah, we're going to make sure those toxic babies get into your blood one way or another!" Now I understood. He'd already gotten my ass torn up pretty good, and now he was making sure that my throat was raw as well. No matter, I was enjoying it. We repeated it one more time and then he told me to catch my breath because we were arriving at his house. We pulled into the garage and he closed the door behind us. Tom got out and came around to my side of the car to help me out. Then he carefully lifted the plastic sheet off of the seat, not spilling a drop, and carried it over to a rubber mat in front of the car. He dashed inside the house and came back with a black plastic bowl, which he let all of the cum slither into. I was surprised once it was in the bowl -damn that was a lot of cum!!! He's also brought us a couple of beers, so we rested for a couple of minutes and drank them, and then he told me to get down on all 4's in front of the bowl. He undressed totally so we were both naked now, and then he took a turkey baster, dipped it into the bowl and sucked some of the cum up, shot it up my ass, and then told me to get eating while he fucked me. Tom then jammed his dick into my cum-basted ass while I licked at the meal of cum like a dog. He certainly knew how to keep me wanting more. A whole damn bowl full of cum, fuck, that'll keep me horny for days!! He held my hips and pounded me fast, hard, and deep with every stroke. My mind was just spinning at this point. It was a high as if I'd been drugged and I hoped it lasted. A couple of times Tom stopped to suck up a little more cum with the baster and squirt it in my hole, and then he kept on fucking me. We were fucking non stop, in that same position, for nearly an hour. "Gonna get you pregnant, boy," he growled, and then he roared really loud, jammed deep inside of me, held my hips and unloaded yet another round of HIV cum into my tortured hole. I had pretty much licked the bowl clean of the cum, and now all of that toxic seed was inside me and not getting out. Tom yanked his dick out of my ass and a whole bunch of the cum came rushing out with it. I was so hard fucked that I couldn't clamp my hole shut and it poured out of me like a waterfall. He laughed and flipped me over into the puddle. I did enjoy that squishy wet feeling of my skin against the plastic. Tom moved me around in it, and then got down in there himself, rolling around until the puddle was gone and it was all over us. He crawled down and started licking around my ass, balls, and crotch, then met my mouth and stuck his cum covered tongue in. We shared a spermy kiss as our bodies slithered all over each other. Our dicks were still hard, but at that moment we weren't looking to fuck. From there we took turns licking each other clean of the toxic loads until it was all gone, each time slurping them between our waiting piggy tongues. Fuck I love wet sloppy messy tongue kisses especially when they're covered in cum!!! We lay there, tangled together, panting and out of breath, holding each other, and then Tom began to laugh. "Well, I don't know if it's what you went out looking for last night, but I think I got you fucked up good!" I hadn't been looking for it, but I know that I wanted it. And I was thrilled to have his babies swimming inside of me, getting me pregnant with his toxic seed.

Well i just use a calendar on the fridge so my hisband can see. Goal this year is 150 loads in ass, and not counting my husband of course. So far already 12.

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.

SPONTANEOUS CHASING - PART 3 I heard a couple of the innocent young guys gasp in repulsion at what we were about to do, and I’m sure a few of them even ran out, but there were a couple who just couldn’t move or take their eyes off of us. I couldn’t believe how intensely turned on I was. Maybe it was the anticipation of finally getting my ass used and bred by a nice big black cock. Then again it might have also been because I was still sucking on the butt plug that had just been in my ass, tasting a couple of different flavours of cum, and I’m sure a little of my own natural butt lube. Evidently I wasn’t the only one with an exhibitionist streak. Carlton’s dick was raging hard -this man was definitely not shy. Though he really had nothing to be shy about when you look like that and are built like that and hung like that! His big black meat stretched my hole wide and I could feel it inching it’s way into my hungry butt. It was so big and long if I didn’t know better I’d think it was someone fisting me, and not a dick! It’s like it was ironing out every wrinkle and crevice inside of me -I was stretched to the max! I could feel his huge meat all the way up into my stomach. I actually looked down at my stomach, amazed that I didn’t see his big dick head jabbing out in front of me. When I felt his scratchy pubes against my ass I took a very slow, calming breath to help me adjust. I know a lot of guys use poppers and other substances to help in these situations, but I’ve never been much for it. I like to know exactly what I’m feeling and completely commit every sensation to memory. My ass is also miraculously blesses to be like a rubber band and I stretch to accommodate no matter the size of dick. Carlton didn’t remain still for long -we knew that it was only a matter of time before security showed up and tossed us out. So he pulled back, slammed in full length again, and then really let me have it. This big black man tore my ass up and in no time we were both grunting and sweating and rutting like two animals. At this point I had no concept of much else that was happening outside of me, Carlton and Tom. Carlton was slamming me so hard that I couldn’t do much but stay bent over and take it. Tom guided my head away from the smelly urinal and into his crotch. “Open up little piggy, you look thirsty,” he said, removing the now-clean butt plug and sticking his semi-hard cock into my mouth, unleashing a flood of hot piss into my mouth. There had been next to no time to process what he had said so it came as a bit of a surprise, but being the good pig that I am I immediately began to chug it all down, not losing a single drop. I kept his dick in my mouth once he was finished pissing in me and sucked him to total hardness. I’ve honestly never been huge on sucking dick, but given that my ass was beyond occupied it seemed like the next best option. Security arrived just then and told everyone to get out. What happened next surprised even me. The two cute security guards came over to us and began to unbuckle their pants. Hmm, someone wants to join in . . . “We heard there was some slut taking raw dick in here so we had to see it for ourselves,” the first guard said. “This slut poz?” he asked. “Not yet, but we’re working on it,” Tom told him. “We only have a couple of minutes before management gets wind of this so we’d better wrap this all up quick,” the second guard said. With that, Carlton pummelled my sloppy hole like a man possessed, growling through clenched teeth, and I knew that the flood was about to come. “Give it to me! Load my ass up with your toxic man juice!” I yelled. “Infect me!!” And then I felt the incredible wetness fill my insides as his giant shaft swelled over and over again. Carlton eased his shrinking cock out of my sore and sloppy ass, and security guard #1 rushed over to take his place. He wasted no time, slam fucking me like a real whore and I was loving it. “Can’t believe our luck tonight. I fucking love blasting my seed into a cumdump chaser. Taking my fucking load you fucking whore!”. Once security guard #1 finished emptying his toxic balls into me, security guard #2 stepped up and jammed his much fatter dick into me. Surprising after the fuck that Carlton had just thrown me, but this new guy’s dick was actually making my ass stretch to take him in. What a fucking awesome feeling! And all of that cum in my hole did the trick and lubed his fat shaft as he pummelled my tainted hole. “Oh god, what a hot fucking hole. Damn that feels good, all of that cum all over my dick. You gonna take my HIV load too? Huh, you fucking pig whore cumdump? You want it?” I was loving this guy’s verbal and let him know it by shoving my ass repeatedly back towards him, increasing the intensity of our fuck. “Yeah, that’s it! This slut likes my fuck. What a good whore!”. “Oh fuck, yeah, give it to me. I want your lethal cum. Trash my fuck hole!” I yelled to him. He grabbed hold of my hips extra hard and buried his dick as far into me as possible and grunted. I could feel that fat dick filling me more, and memorized every sensation as his balls emptied into me. When he was done, Tom rushed over and jammed the butt plug back into my hole before any of those loads could be lost. I must admit that I had to clamp down to hold it in, after having Carlton’s big black meat tear me open, and then that last security guard’s really thick shaft, my hole was gaping wide! “Okay, out you guys get before the bosses get back here. Take the door at the end of the hall. It goes to the alley,” Security guard #1 told us. “Hmm, the alley?” Tom said with a smirk.

Part 4 Later that night back at his apartment, laying alone in bed, Luke thought about Steve as he stroked himself, pleasuring his dick, abdomen, and speculating about getting a tattoo that matched Steve's unseen tattoo, taking pleasure in the thought that Steve’s most recent load still lingered in his ass. He stroked his cock harder and faster, pushing first one, then two, an finally three fingers into his stretched hole. In his mind flickered images from the shower – his face pressed against the cold marble wall, looking down to see Steve’s massive, tan legs outside of his as Steve pivoted and piston-fucked him from behind. Images from the night before, when he went to pull up his briefs and jeans and saw Steve's cum running down his inner thigh from his hole. Images of Steve’s dark pubic hair brushing against his face while he deep throated Steve’s massive tool earlier that afternoon. And then he thought of the cum again, that he’d let that glorious god of a man fuck him raw and blow his loads up in Luke’s gut. Finger banging himself, he knew his hole was still slick with Steve’s DNA from a few hours earlier. It was hardly surprising with all of this running through his mind, Luke blew a big milky load onto his stomach. ********************************************************************* The next morning while out jogging with his friend, Luke regretted sharing a little too much detail about his encounter with Steve when his buddy asked “You let him fuck you without a condom?!” “Relax. There is no way he has anything,” Luke replied, although as the words came out, he realized he wasn’t so sure. “That’s so fucking stupid in this day and age. You should go to the clinic and check into that morning after pill just in case. And you should definitely at least be on PrEP if you’re gonna make this a habit.” “I know, I know. Just chill and keep this between us. I’m sure I’ll be fine.” Luke then changed the subject and moved on. *********************************************************************** Luke texted Steve that afternoon. “I’m horny. Can I come over?” Steve responded “Sure. But my friend Billy’s coming over soon too. You up for 2 cocks, slut?” This was more uncharted territory for Luke, and yet replied “Maybe…. Be there in 30.” ************************************************************************ Billy wasn’t there yet, so instead of the usual get-right-down-to-business nature of their prior encounters, Luke had an opportunity to talk, and he commented “So listen, I’ve never really let anyone fuck me raw before without knowing more about them." “And?” Steve responded. “It’s just that this weekend has been mind blowing and amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such... lust? desire? intrigue? for anyone like I feel for you.” Steve grinned broadly, pulled Luke close, and slid his tongue down Luke’s throat as he also ground his crotch into Luke, his hands, meanwhile, trailing down to fondle Luke’s ass. Still Luke managed to finish his thought saying “I guess, I don’t know how to say this. A friend of mine told me I’m being stupid and careless fucking you without protection or anything.” “What’s careless about what we’re doing?” “I don’t know… Do you have an STD or anything?” Luke got to the point. “Does it matter to you now?” “I, uhh” and Luke realized while perhaps it should matter, it didn’t. “I don’t know, really.” “I’ve fucked you twice now. Raw. Implanted my seed in you twice. You’ve swallowed my cum and piss, and your ass is lined with my DNA. If you want to be mine, you have to be mine fully.” Luke felt a warm rush over his body. The unknown was becoming known. He was nervous and turned on. What was Steve saying? “Touch my poz cock again, Luke” Steve said. Steve's command hit Luke hard, yet he instantly complied, maneuvering his hands down Steve's jeans, his head rushed with sexual energy and understanding. He now knew Steve was poz. HIV Positive. And he’d fucked Luke twice now. Luke had taken poz loads from a poz guy. Luke also was very much aware his own dick was hardening quickly. He felt it sticking to his briefs with a layer of precum. “Get on your knees and put my poz dick in your mouth. Accept your fate. Get me hard so that I can fuck you again. You’re my slut. Worship what’s flowing in me – and you – now.” Luke sank to his knees and undid the buttons on Steve's jeans. Steve's massive, semi-hard cock was free. Luke opened his mouth wide and guided the monster deep down his throat.

The unrealistic - at least, highly unlikely - fantasy is to somehow hook up with an old school biker - big beard, long hair, hairy & tattooed body, ripe sweaty pits and foreskin, greasy denim, the works - who after he gets me used to taking his beercan cock deep and often then starts sharing me with his similarly hairy and raunchy riding buddies. Eventually would love to have him sitting on my face, my tongue buried in his sweaty asshole as he holds my legs out of the way for his friends to fuck me using his big, thick, creamy load as the lube. The (hopefully) achievable one is to find a bearded bearish top to breed my furry ass in public at the "Up Your Alley" street fair in SF. I've got jeans with the ass ripped out so it should be entirely possible to make a quick, hot plow 'n plant happen without attracting the attention of the Anti-Fun Patrol. A few acquaintances to act as a screen, one of the recessed doorways - there's a number of ways to make it work, I think. Any cum would be hot - but I have to admit it would be especially hot to have him whisper something like "Enjoy this POZ CUM recharge!" in my ear as he unloads balls-deep in my ass! Last year I had a man who pisses like a busted fire hydrant hose me down on the street - probably asking too much to have that happen while my furry cumhole is getting filled, but it's nice to think about!

---continue--- Life’s been hectic for a few days and forgot about the app. Me and my bf were messaging back and forth on a day he was bored at work but couldn’t get away and I was home alone. I was horny so thought I’d check the app. I logged on and had a few messages, one being from my very own bf. BF: So, I see you are on here. Shit, he saw me on here. Why didn't he say anything and waited for a reply here? Me: Just chatting to people and such, say’s right in my profile hun. You? I asked him wondering what he’ll say, wasn't long before he did message me back on the app BF: The same, interesting people on here. Me: defiantly, keep having to block people wanting to hookup only. BF: I hear you, back to texting babe. With that he resumed sending just text messages about whatever we were talking about. I checked other messages, mostly from other people I did just chat with. Caught up with them when I noticed I was growing hard. I knew my bf wouldn't be out of work for several hours. I decided to contact that guy again. Me: Hey. The guy: Hey, how are you feeling? Me: Pretty good, but bored. You? The guy: Horny as fuck. Me: Cum over. I need cum in me now. The guy: Sure thing stud. Be there in 15 minutes. With that he went offline; I kept texting my bf while I got ready. I unlocked my door, cleaned out, took my clothes off. I was lying in my bed when the guy came in. Surprising he brought two new guys with. I put my phone down ignoring my bf for the now 3 cocks that were going to go inside of me. Each guy got dressed and slowly jacked off while I went and got face down in my bed. The guy who’s fucked me before teased my hole with his cock head. I started to moan and wanted to remember this moment for some reason. Me: Hey, mind if we video this with my camera? *I point to my webcam on the desk* The guy: Do what the cheating slut asks. *one of the guys turns it on* The guy: for your boyfriend slut? the guy asked as he slid his cock in me/ Me: When the time is right. Yeah, fuck me. And that’s all that was said for over an hour and a half with the exception of moaning and grunting. Each guy must have blown two loads in me each. I only knew of the one guy’s status. One of the guys mounted me for one last amazing fuck. He was going slower than he did the other few times and more verbal which then I found out his status too. Guy: Yeah take it pig. Me: mmhmm. Guy: Take my toxic nut to your boyfriend. *he slams into me* Me: fuck yeah! Guy: Will you share my poz cum with your bitch?! *he starts fucking faster* Me: FUCK YES! *he’s going balls deep with what I just can only imagine is a beer can thick 9” cock* Me: HE’LL ACCEPT YOUR GIFT THROUGH ME! Guy: HERE’S MY TOXIC SEED SLUT!!! He again came inside of me. He slowly moved his dick out of my cummy hole. He then goes and fingers me a few times, lightly scratching the walls of my ass. I felt helpless laying in a pool of my sweat enjoying the glow from an amazing fuck session. Soon, he stopped and got dressed. He left shortly after with the rest of them. I still haven’t cum and went back to my phone. A few messages from my bf where there and I told him I ran out of juice and didn't notice till a while ago. He bought it. I asked what his evening plans were, he said just chilling at home playing games. I suggested we go out to eat to a nice restaurant and get a motel room for the night. He liked the idea so I went to book it. He sent me a text to forget the condoms. Pfft, like I was going to bring them. I then remembered something while getting off my now sweat drenched bed. I went to my computer, smiled to the camera; and then stopped the recording. I got out my butt plug and put it in its right place before I went to my shower to get cleaned off for the night. =====that’s it===== I'm very busy so don't expect another chapter soon. I have a few other ideas’ I want to write. This probably wasn't the best chapter. Oh well. : P

Congrats! There's such a rush to it, almost like losing your virginity all over again!

Dad and Dave ask for Tom’s assistance. Tom was not the only boy on our radar for the new school year, but once we had met and we learned the truth of his parentage, it did change the idea of what our relationship was going to be. Rather than the typical convert and move on, he became a part of our family. It also helped that he was a chaser who would become a breeder, and had a ready supply of young college boys at his doorstep. But then, thanks to all the websites and apps out there, we had plenty lined up that were just boys to be bugged up and then sent on their ways. When Justin contacted us about meeting up and fucking, we had just found out that Tom and Rob had been charged up and were going to start spreading around our family bug. The only problem with Justin was that he wanted to play safe only, and our goal was to pass on our DNA and make sure it kept spreading. Since Justin and Tom were the same age, I came up with the idea that we Get Tom to convince Justin to let us bug him up. The next time Tom was over for dinner and fucking, I figured I would bring up the idea with him. “Tom, Dave and I have a favor to ask of you. You can say no, but I am sure you will be glad to help us out with this one.“ I said to him as Dave cleared the dishes from the table. “Sure Dad, you know I would do anything for you.” Tom said. “We had another boy contact us about fucking him, but he wants us all to play safe. Dave and I have stealthed guys before, and if what I have in mind fails, then we will stealth this boy too.” I began “I will give you his screen name, and I want you to befriend him. Once you befriend him, I want you to start planting the idea of getting bugged up into his mind. Convince him that it is hot and worth it to become a cum slut and take poz loads.” “Dad, I'll be more than happy to help you and Dave with this. I think that all boys should be like me and willing to take poz daddy cum and convert so they can be true cum sluts. Speaking of which, I have a hole here that needs some daddy dick in it, and then lots of daddy cum to keep it sated. It’s hot breeding the other boys at school, but I really want you both more than them. “ I was boned from the idea of my son helping us to convert another boy to our poz family, so I motioned him over to me. Tom dropped between my legs and took my hard cock out of my shorts and began to suck it. As he sucked on my cock, he stripped off his pants and began to play with his hole, getting it ready for the night. Dave stripped off his pants as he returned from the kitchen and knelt behind our son. Dave’s tongue took over for Tom’s fingers and soon Tom was moaning around my rock hard cock. As soon as his hole was wet with Dave’s spit, Dave got up on his knees and slid his cock into Tom’s hole. Tom moaned in pleasure as Dave’s balls hit his ass, and his cock stretched his hole out. I pulled my cock from Tom’s lips and helped both my boys to stand up with Dave’s cock still firmly planted in Tom’s ass. We all quickly got to the bedroom and Dave fell down onto his back with Tom on top of him and his cock still buried in Tom. Tom’s legs went up giving me access to his hole, and I quickly slid my entire length into his hole alongside Dave. Tom’s hole was nice and lose from the workout he gave it regularly, but with both our cocks in there, it was as tight as a glove. I began to thrust, and soon was giving his hole a real pounding. “Yeah, Daddy, Rough up that hole, give me more of your virus! Get me pregnant again," grunted Tom. “My boy wants more of daddy’s virus-laden cum planted in his ass? Wants more of the cum that made him knocking him up?” I growled at him. “Please Daddy, Give me your toxic seed! Always make sure that I am marked as your boy!” A few more strokes and I heard Dave’s breathing changing signaling that he was also getting close to giving our son another dose of our family’s toxic cum. I sped up my thrusts to make sure that Dave and I both shot at about the same time. A low growl began to come from Dave signaling that he was holding back from cumming. “Here you go, Boy. A double dose of Daddy’s charged cum for your hungry pussy!” And with a final thrust, I planted my cock deep in Tom and began to shoot, with Dave releasing his cum as soon as he felt my cock pulse as I shot into my son, our poz child. Afterwards we all collapsed onto the bed, and Tom reached over to what was now his nightstand and pulled out a plug. Sliding it into his used hole, he kissed both of us and got out of the bed. “If it's okay, I’m going to use your computer to see if Justin is online. Might as well start working on him now and then soon he can know the pleasure of having this filled up with poz daddy cum feeling.” “Okay,” I said, “just don’t take too long, Your daddies still have more cum for that ass tonight.” “Yes, sir!” Tom logged in to Adam4Adam, where we had met Justin, of course with his own account. He soon found that Justin was online, and sent him a smile. He waited a few minutes, and soon Justin sent him a reply, asking him what was up. “Not much, just cruising around on here, seeing if I can find a nice big-dicked daddy to spend some time with tonight. Saw we are about the same age and thought I’d say 'Hi'.” Tom replied. “Cool, so you like older guys too?” Came back Justin’s reply. “Yep, nothing better than getting an older guy to fuck you.” Tom said, making sure not to say anything about barebacking or breeding yet. “How about guys our age? You fool around with them?” “Yeah, my roommate and I fuck all the time, but nothing feels as good in my ass as the dick of a nice looking man old enough to be my father!” “Wish my roommate was gay. Then I’d have someone to fuck with any time. Unfortunately he's straight and is always bringing girls back to fuck. I don’t mind, since I get to hear him fuck them and imagine that they are me. But I really wish I had someone to fuck with regularly instead of coming on here and hoping to find a guy to mess around with.” “I totally understand. My initial roommate was like yours, but we moved around once I started fucking around with my current roommate, who is also a buddy of mine from my wrestling team.” “Cool. So you wrestle. Explains why you look so fit in your pics.” “Yep. I go to American, where do you go to school?” “Georgetown. It’s nice and I really like this area of DC so far. Lots of hot guys around.” “Yeah, lots of hot guys up here too, but like I said, older guys really get me going. Make me rock hard and just want to bend over for them to fuck me.” “Yeah, I have talked to a couple of older guys on here that I want to meet up with. One in particular really gets me excited. He has a husband, but seems they both play with younger guys.” “Really? What’s his screen name, maybe I have played with them. I have had a couple of hook-ups with some nice daddies since I moved here at the beginning of August.” “It is ‘RyanandDave2breed’. Have you played with them? They look hot, but the ‘anything goes’ kinda makes me nervous. I’ve only had a couple of guys fuck me, but it was always with condoms. I’ve never had a guy of any age fuck me bare.” “Yeah, they are hot. Have yet to meet with them. Trouble meshing our schedules. I’ve had a couple of guys fuck me without condoms, it feels great to be honest. Roommate and I fuck each other bare and we both love the feel of the cum in our asses. But then, I know it is not for everyone. I just think you need to live life with no regrets; know what I mean?” “Yea, I just don’t want to catch anything. Afraid if I did, it would show up on my folks insurance and they would cut me off.” “That would be a bummer, thankfully I am on the college plan and not my Mom’s any more so she won’t know if I catch anything. Hey, I gotta run. Roommate is back and he is begging me to fuck. Since I can’t find any daddy dick, gonna fuck with him. You are cool. Gonna buddy list you and maybe sometime soon we can meet up, even just for a soda or something. BTW, Tom here.” “Cool, lucky you! Guess I will just keep jacking off and cum before my roommate gets back. Justin here. Meeting up for something would be great; I need some gay friends here.” Before signing off, Tom sent Justin his phone number and told him to text him tomorrow and they could meet up over the weekend. Tom shut down the computer and headed back to the bedroom, after all he had two daddies who needed to have their cocks taken care of and he was sure they had recharged by now and were ready to bust more nutts in his ass. Dave and I did not disappoint him that night, and again first thing in the morning before we headed to work, and he went back to school. Tom told us he was meeting with Justin over the weekend, and he suggested that maybe he can convince Justin to a four way with him and Justin as our bottom boys, and pretending that we are all meeting for the first time. I love my boy and his devious mind. I am so glad he is now in my life and that he is helping us to spread the family DNA to every boy possible.

Rob & Tom’s First Conquest Here it was, a little less than two months since I had left home and started college. Now, not only had I met and been knocked up by my dream daddy, and my real daddy, but I also had helped knock up my new best friend and fuck buddy. Early October, Rob and I went to the local free clinic and got tested to confirm that we were both poz. Our test results came back just as we hoped, poz. They wanted to put us on meds, but we asked for time to think it over; and so we’d be more potent to knock up the other guys on the wrestling team. With our confirmed status, it was now time to start passing on our bug to the other guys on the team, but the question was, who first? Rob wanted to start big, and get Jon and Seth pozzed up so that they could share it with their other hookups. I thought we should start with one or two of the guys in our own class. We decided that we’d kinda feel out who we wanted the most and see which one bit first on taking our poz loads. With that agreed, the next day, Rob hung out with Jon to see if he could set up a group session with all four of us. I hung out with Chris after practice, and tried my moves to get the bi boy to take my raw cock bare in his ass. I really wanted to poz him up, since it would mean not only guys getting our virus, but also possibly some girls getting knocked up with my family DNA. After chatting about wrestling, and how it often makes me horny, I had Chris on the hook. He was boned up to find a place for us to fuck. I texted Rob and asked him to let me have the room for a few hours so I could get Chris back, and hopefully knocked up. But I also secretly told him to come back 'early' so he could possibly also add his toxic cum to Chris. Chris and I headed back to my room, subtly groping each other as we made our way across campus from the gym. Once back in the room, we both fell on each other and began to kiss and strip each other. As I pushed his jeans and boxers down, I dropped to my knees and began to suck on Chris’ cut cock. It quickly grew in my mouth to its full seven inches. Chris stood me up, and pushed my jeans down and my half hard uncut cock sprang out at him as I had not worn my boxers after practice. He was quickly gobbling my foreskin and sucking my cock down to the root with my head hitting the back of his throat. Chris definitely knew how to suck cock. We fell onto the bed and quickly were in a 69 position, each sucking on the other’s cock. I popped his cock out of my mouth and began to work my way towards his tight pucker. Chris moaned around my cock as I began to work my tongue into his hole. It tasted sweet, his sweat and shower gel making a great taste in my mouth. Soon, Chris pulled me up for a kiss and I slid between his legs. As we kissed, I rubbed my cock on his ass, occasionally catching the head on his hole. Each time my cock would catch, he would let out a slight moan of pleasure. I decided to go for it, and the next time my cock was at his hole, I began to push in. Chris grabbed my hips, and helped me slide raw into his ass. He broke the kiss and told me to fuck him hard, as he liked it rough. With just my spit and his as lube, I knew it was going to be a rough fuck and probably have more than he expected from it. I bent Chris in half and pounded his hole as hard as I could while we kissed. He continually groaned in pleasure from the rough fuck I was giving him, and before either of us knew it, his cock began to shoot a load of his neg jizz all over our stomachs and chests. As his hole clenched with each pulse of his balls unloading, it brought me that closer to unloading my toxic cum into his roughed up hole. I wanted to make it last a bit longer to make sure I roughed him up enough that my toxic seed would take root in him; so I slowed down and began to long dick him. This got him going again, and even though he had just cum, his cock did not deflate. After about ten more minutes, I felt my load starting to rise. “I’m going to cum!” I told Chris. “Yea, give me your seed!” “Ok buddy, here it comes, going to knock you up!” With one more shove, I sank into his hole till my balls were on his ass and I began to shoot my toxic load deep into his raw ass. As my seed shot into him, I leaned down and kissed Chris deeply. Once I was done shooting into his unprotected ass, I stayed in him and slowly fucked him till I felt my cock losing its hardness. I slowly pulled out, and seeing as how Chris’s cock was still rock hard, I grabbed his first load of cum and smeared it on his cock then, straddling him, sank down onto his cock. Both of us moaned as his cock sank into my cunt which was hungry for his hopefully last load of neg cum. I rode him for a good twenty minutes till he said he was going to cum again. “Give it to me like I gave it to you! Plant that seed in my cunt!” “Here it comes buddy!” And with that, Chris slammed his cock into me and I felt it enlarge and began to shoot his jizz into my hole. I leaned over and kissed him as his cock slowly softened and popped out of my now seeded cunt. Just as we were coming down from our session, I heard the key in the door and it opened as Rob came in. “MMMM, I just love to see two team mates bonding like that. Can I join in?” Rob said as he closed the door. I looked at Chris, and he nodded slightly. “Sure, get that clothing off, and join us over here on the bed buddy," I invited. Rob quickly shucked his clothes off and climbed on the bed with us. All three of us kissed and groped each other as Rob’s cock grew to its full size. “Who’s going to let me fuck them?” Rob asked. “I got an idea,” I said, “why don’t you take turns fucking both of us side by side.” “Damn, that would be hot!” Chris said Chris and I got up on our hands and knees on the side of the bed as Rob stood behind us. “Now, let’s see who end up up with my load.” Rob said And with that, he slid his cock into my ass and pumped away a few times, then he switched over to Chris’ cunt and fucked it for a while. He kept switching back and forth between the two of us, and both of us got hard again from the pleasure Rob was giving our holes. After I was rock hard again, I flipped onto my back and motioned Chris to climb on top of me. Rob pulled out, and Chris quickly straddled me and sank down onto my cock. As soon as my bone was buried in his hole, Rob lined up his rod and slowly pushed it in with mine. Chris moaned as his hole was stretched by the two cocks he was taking. Soon Rob and I had a rhythm going and as I looked over Chris’ shoulder at Rob I knew it would not be long till he was adding his DNA to mix with mine in Chris. “Yeah, buddy,” Rob said “Gonna add my jizz to this cummy hole and make sure to knock you up good!” “Do it. Flood me with your cum," Chris replied. A few more thrusts and Rob shoved his cock deep into Chris. “Here it comes Buddy, Take my seed; Gonna get you pregnant with our Baby!” I felt Rob’s cock pulse as he shot his toxic load deep into Chris’ stretched-out hole. The sensation of Rob breeding Chris made my second load rush up and I shoved my cock as far as it would go and shot my second load into Chris. “Here is my second load, Chris. You are really going to be knocked up with our baby!” After Rob and I had finished injecting Chris and our softening cocks slid out of his cummy hole, we all collapsed on the bed, with Chris nestled between the two of us. Rob and I each wrapped a hand around Chris’ cock and jacked it till he moaned and shot his seed all over his chest, belly and our hands. Now with all of us sated, at least for the moment, we cuddled up and started some pillow talk. “Guys,” Chris began “you both said you were getting me pregnant or knocked-up. Did you both give me poz loads?” “Yep, we both gave you injections of our high viral load poz cum.” I told him. “Hope you are okay with that.” “Well, I wasn’t exactly planning on becoming poz, but this has been the hottest session I have ever had with any guy. If I become poz from it, then so be it. But I will say, that I hope before the night is out that I have a few more loads from you boys in me.” With that, we all shared a passionate kiss and began the next round of fucking. Chris fucked each of us over the course of the night, and Rob and I each gave him two more loads before we all got dressed and headed to the dining hall for breakfast and then back to our rooms to start the next day of classes. Time will tell if Chris converts, but when he before he left for his room, he asked when we could hook up again and swap some more loads. I told him that Rob and I were working on spreading our poz seed around the team. He said that if he converts, he will help us spread it to the team and around campus. I hope he does convert soon, we could use another brother to spread the family line.

Rob gets Stuffed The weekend was all about Rob getting as many poz loads in his cunt as possible, but a couple of times he and I were face to face in doggy position as Dave and Dad fucked us both. We would kiss and make out as our asses were used for the pleasure of our daddies. I was amazed at the number of loads Dave and my Dad deposited in the two of us. Looking back, I think the highlight of the weekend was on Sunday when we all convinced Rob to take both daddy cocks at the same time while he sucked on my cock. It started off with Dave on his back and Rob straddling him. Once Dave’s cock was buried in Rob’s cunt, Dad got between their legs and slowly worked his cock into Rob’s ass. It was amazing watching Rob take both those cocks in his ass. I know from experience that taking both those cocks will really stretch you out and leave your ass gaping after they are done with it. With his ass full of daddy cock, I got on the bed and settled in between Rob and Dave’s faces. Rob took my cock into his mouth and Dave began to tongue my ass and lick the loads out of it. It was so hot for me to feel Dave’s tongue on my cunt as Rob slurped on my cock and nibbled on my foreskin. Since Dad was on top, he set the pace for the double penetration. I could see the base of his cock each time he pulled back. It was so hot for me knowing that Rob was filled with both the cocks that had pozzed me. And I could tell form the moans that were escaping from around my cock that Rob was enjoying being on the receiving end of this stuffing. Dad was taking it slow, really roughing up Rob’s ass and making sure that our weekend project would come out with a positive ending. After about 15 minutes, between watching Rob getting Double stuffed, Dave’s tongue lapping the cum out of my ass, and Rob’s mouth working on my cock, I felt my load starting to rise. I let everyone know I was getting close. Dad pulled out of Rob and moved back. “Get that cock in here and give him another load of that toxic jizz of yours," Dad ordered. I quickly moved between Rob’s legs and added my cock with Dave’s in his stretched out hole. It only took me a few strokes with Dave’s cock rubbing against mine till I pushed in and added more poz cum to the mixture already brewing in Rob’s cunt. I slowly pulled out after I had deposited my load in him and Dad quickly slid his nine inches back in. I moved back up to the head of the bed and settled back in between Dave and Rob. Dave went back to eating my ass out, and Rob began to clean my cock of the cum and ass juices that covered it. I could tell that Dad and Dave were getting close as both of their breathing had gotten staccato. Soon both of them growled and Rob moaned around my cock as he got a double dose of poz daddy cum in his well-used hole. I slid down next to Rob and kissed him as the two men finished depositing their last loads of the weekend into Rob. Dad and Dave slowly withdrew from Rob’s swollen hole, and in so doing, a small amount of cum dribbled out, but Dad quickly rubbed it onto the plug and slid it into Rob’s ass. Rob and I got dressed, and, with kisses all around, Rob and I headed back to our room to deal with schoolwork and get ready for classes the next day. That night, Rob fucked me with his more than likely last neg load as we were keeping the plug in him to make sure he absorbed all that toxic cum. Afterwards we snugged, and fell asleep in each other’s arms. A little over a week later, I woke up to find Rob sweat-soaked. I kissed him then fucked another poz load into his converting ass. He stayed in bed for the next couple of days and I made his excuses to the team and collected his assignments for him. Now that Rob was poz, we could begin our conquest of the team and other studs around campus.

Pozing Rob Once my Dad and Dave had succeeded in loading me up with their poz seed, and I came down with the flu, though it was not the season for it, I knew it was now time for Rob’s conversion. Dad helped me through the sickness, (which was mercifully brief), and, in fact, had ensured it would take by filling my ass with every load he and Dave could get to cum out of their balls. After I recovered, I returned to the dorm and asked Rob if he was really sure he wanted to be Poz. “Dude, this is something that we will share for the rest of our lives. Something we can spread together and pass on. While you have been busy with your two poz daddies, I have been subtly asking around the wrestling team. Everyone in our division is either gay or bi. And not just the five of us freshman either! The two juniors, Jon and Seth, have been fucking each other since their freshman year; and sometimes they bring in a third guy to fuck with them. There are a few others in the other weight classes. Together we are gonna fuck them all, and spread our gift to all of the team. But first, you gotta give it to me. So let’s get naked, and get that poz cum in my ass!” I smiled at Rob as we both quickly stripped and jumped onto the bed we shared. I went to reach for the lube we keep on the stand, to find it missing. “Where’s the lube?” I asked. “No lube. You need to tear me up, gotta make sure it takes.” “Ok, but this might hurt.” “But it is going to be so worth it when we start sharing this around campus, buddy!” With that, I slid Rob’s legs back to expose his hole for my assault. My cock was already rock hard and had starting leaking my now toxic precum. I lined up the head with his tight hole, and looked into his eyes. I could see the want and lust in them as I quickly pushed all seven inches of my cock into his bare hole. He let out a groan of pain, and I saw the tears form at the corners of his eyes. Bu the grabbed my ass and kept pressure on it till I was firmly planted in his ass. I was purposefully rough with him for the initial fuck, drawing all the way out, then plunging quickly back in to his gaping hole. He didn’t want mercy for this fuck, and I was not going to give it to him; I was only going to give him my bug. Soon his groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure. I fucked him for as long as I could, but far too soon I felt my load building to release. A few more thrusts into his neg ass, and I was beyond the point of no return. “Here you go baby, my first poz load, and it is just for you!” With those words, I slammed my entire length into Rob and shot my first known charged load into another guy. It helped to know that he was wanting this from me as much as I was wanting to give it to him. We kissed deeply as my cock shot its charged load deep into his ass, and we kept kissing as my cock slowly deflated, but never got fully soft in his hole. Once I could, I began to fuck him again. My cock growing hard again in his ass, and my balls preparing another charged load to plant in him. We kept kissing all through the second fuck, a more gentile, loving fuck. The first fuck had already torn-up his ass, and made it receptive to the virus flowing in my cum. This fuck was for us, to cement the bond that would be forever with us. We might only be fuck buddies, but we were the best of fuck buddies, we were guys who would share DNA, who would be forever linked through a virus that we shared. All night long my cock stayed in Rob’s hole, never getting completely soft. I lost track of how many times I came in him. All I know was that when morning came, and I finally could cum no more and pulled out of him, the cum that was still on my cock was tinged pink and he was leaking slightly from all the cum in his ass. As we laid there, both basking in the glow of Rob having taken his first poz loads, we chatted a bit, and I asked “So, while I know you just took gallons of my cum, I was wondering if you would take more.” “I will keep taking your cum till I come down with the flu and am converted.” “I was thinking of not just my cum, but also maybe my Dad's cum. Since they converted me, they could help convert you too.” “You want the guys who pozzed you to also fuck me and breed me?” “Yea, I think it would be hot for us all to get together and both of us take their cocks and cum all night.” “You’d be there with me?” “Of course I would be there with you. You are my special friend, we’ll do so much together!” I said then kissed him again. When I broke the kiss he answered, saying "Let's do it." We got up, showered and got ready for classes. That afternoon I called Dad and told him I had bred Rob all night, and that he wanted both my father and Dave also to breed him. Dad was receptive to my proposal, and we scheduled the upcoming weekend for a get-together with Dad, Dave, Rob and me, during which they would fuck our brains out, just to make sure that we were both good and toxic to spread it to the other guys on the wrestling team, who, presumably, would spread it to others.

Part two: So I get up and get dressed and take my sore ass home only to lay in bed and start putting my fingers in my ass while I jacked myself off; I even scooped up my cum and ate it and falling right to sleep. Oh the dreams I must have had that night I woke up with a raging hard on and thought about jacking off, but remembered I had to be at this rest area by noon and it was 9:30, so I get up do my chores and the scene from the day before kept coming back in my mind that just a day ago I was straight and liked girls, and in less than 24 hours I had sucked another guys cock, and a black one at that; swallowed his cum and got fucked by another guy without a condom, was I gay now? I didn’t feel gay; but my cock kept getting hard at the thought of me getting fucked like a girl and sucking off another man!! At 11:30 I bail and head to the park; scared that if I am not there on time this guy would show up at my parents’ house! So I am walking down the road to where I was told to go and found an old brick building off the road, there were several cars parked around, some guys were reading the paper, some were walking along the road by their cars, and some were empty. So I walk into the men’s room and sure enough the white guy is standing there next to the sink; Drop your shorts so I can see if you got underwear on, I start to look around and he yelled, NOW BITCH! I thought I was going to faint not knowing if anyone else was there, but I did what he said and showed him I didn’t have any underwear on. Take off your shorts and give them to me now bitch, then get in the cubicle. So I do it so he wouldn’t yell at me again, since I was no match for him since I was only 140 pounds at 5’11, I was called skinny Minnie in school, and hated confrontation. So I get in the stall and sit down,with only my sneaker on and the white guy comes in the stall with me and asks my name; so I tell him it was Chris, Dan is mine he stated, then he pulled down he pants and told me to get to work, I asked him if it was safe, at this point he grabs me by the throat and pushes me back against the wall and said you are a mans bitch now, you don’t ask, you just do; Understand you fucking bitch? All I could do was nod, as he let me go, he again told me to get to work, I grabbed his cock and started to suck on it. As I was sucking he gave me a bottle and told me that they call them poppers, like the one you had yesterday. So I inhale some and got a rush and started to work a little harder on sucking him, he said that is a good piggy bitch. The guy then pulls out this pipe and puts the lighter under it and starts to hit it a couple of times. He then told me it was my turn, well I don’t smoke, but is was to scared to tell him that; so he put the pipe to my lips and I inhale and started coughing really hard but within minutes I as so fucking high, I didn’t care who came in. I started sucking him for all it was worth but he pulled his cock from my mouth, opened the stall door and told me to go lean over the sink!! I walk over to the sink not caring who sees me and he tells me to spread em, sounded like a cop getting ready to search me. I look back and he is getting finger full of lube and dipping it into the same bag as yesterday and starts to push it up my horny as hell ass, I even found myself pushing back enjoying the feeling. I kept feeling higher and higher with every second, I was almost pleading with the guy to fuck me. He starts to laugh and told me I would be a pure cumdump in no time! He then lined his cock up and pushed in and I just laid my head on the sink submitting to another man who was now making me his bitch to breed and use, and I was loving it. Dan as now going to town tell me how tight of an ass I had and I would be well known in the park before the end of summer. I soon found out what he ment. Dan started to really slam his cock in my ass and I was now telling him how much I loved the feel of his cock and fuck me and use me anyway he wanted; again he laughed and said he planned on it. I hit the poppers again and was in overdrive pushing back, Dan asked me if I wanted his load pumping in me, OH GOD YEEEEEES!! FUCK ME PLEASE, cum in me, he then said I was about to get knocked up again with his babies, all I could do is beg him to impregnate me, put your babies in me, knock me up make me your bitch!!! I then felt that strange swelling and him breathing hard as he told me he was cuming in my piggy bitch ass and I would know it soon enough if I got knocked up!! All I could think of was carrying his baby in my belly and smiled as he pulled out knowing I was now a man’s property to use for their sexual pleasures! Dan told me to turn around and clean his cock off, I didn’t even think were his cock had been, I just got down on my knees and licked and sucked it clean. He then handed me my shorts and told me to put them on and to follow him, I of course did without worry………..

Meeting Rob Shortly before classes started, the wrestling coach had the entire freshman on the wrestling team come into the gym to meet and to see how we worked as a team for practice purposes. After everyone introduced themselves, listed some accomplishments, and fun fact we were divided into our weight classes. There were five of us in my weight class, so it was agreed we would round-robin with one guy sitting out and kinda ref'ing us. The first guy with whom I was paired-up was James. He was on the high-end of our weight class, whereas I was on the low-end. Even so, I was quickly able to pin him down and gain the point. James was cute, had blond hair, piercing blue eyes, and a nice round ass. I also noticed when I pinned him the second time that he was sporting a bit of a chub from all the rolling around. It wasn't unusual for us wrestlers to get a bit hard, after all there is a lot of frictions on your crotch as you are rolling around. We learn to ignore it, but I put it aside in my mind to see if I might hook up with him later. Next, I wrestled Rob, another guy who was towards the high end of our weight class. I don't know if Rob had read something of me that I didn't know I was telegraphing, but every chance he had while we wrestled he made sure that either his hand was on my ass or cock or my hand was rubbing him in the same places. He was definitely giving me signals that it was more than an accident. It was enough to throw me off, and he pinned me all three times. With his final pin, his mouth was near my ear and he whispered "I want us to fuck." As clear as day I heard his words. After he let me up, and we shook hands, it was my turn to ref while Rob wrestled Chris, who, like me, was on the low end of our weight class. Chris weighed 156, and stood at 5' 8", had curly brown hair and dark brown eyes. I watched the Rob and Chris wrestle, and looked like a good match, but I kinda kept an eye on Rob's grip. As far as I could see, Rob wasn't as grabby with Chris as he had been with me. So maybe it was my imagination that it had happened, or he was gay like me. Rob won again, so he went up against our final weight class team mate. Anton fell in the middle of our class at 158 and stood about 5' 10". He had black hair and brown eyes, he was the only African American on the team. Rob and Anton went back and forth, each would score a point after the other, finally I called it a tie as they seemed evenly matched between weight and skill. We all wrestled each other for the remainder of the practice. When Coach called the end of the practice, we all filed into the lockers and showered and changed. Rob was waiting for me when I got done, and asked me if I wanted company for dinner. I agreed, and we both headed to the cafeteria. Over dinner, Rob kept subtly flirting with me. Finally, I couldn't take it any longer, and blurted out "Look, yes I am gay. I think you are hot, though not generally my type. If you want to be fuck buddies, cool. If I have read everything wrong since we wrestled, then sorry. If you want to bash me, then I will fight back." "Wait, I'm not your type but you want to be fuck buddies? What's your type?" "Well, I like older guys. Daddies. But I am a guy and like to fuck as much as I can so I take the guys that are at hand. So, like you said, are we going to fuck, or was this a total waste?" "Oh Tom, I think this is going to be a great friendship with lots of benefits." With that we left the cafeteria and walked around campus. As we walked, we talked and discovered that we both were versatile, and both fucked bare. "Don't you worry about catching anything when you are fucking bareback?" I asked Rob, testing the waters of my other kink. "Not really, most of the STDS are treatable, only one you gotta really worry about is HIV. And to be honest, I don't even worry too much about HIV." "So, you make sure the guys fucking you are Neg?" "Nah, I figure that if I am meant to get it, I will. If not, great." "Have you heard about these guys called Chasers who go out and actively try to get HIV?" "Yeah, one of my buddies from high school is a chaser, though last I heard he was still neg." "Did you fuck with him?" "Yeah, we used to swap loads all the time. Like I said, if I get it I get it. Not going to discriminate if it's a good fuck." "Cool. I want to level with you. I'm really turned on with the idea of finding a Daddy who is poz and becoming his poz son." "Dude that is fuckin' hot! I think that I'd let you poz me if you convert." "Really? You'd become my poz brother?" "Yeah, I would. I think you are totally hot, and would do just about anything with you." With That, Rob leaned in and kissed me deeply. I returned his kiss, and reached my hand down to feel his cock. He grabbed mine too, but we broke away quickly, as we were out in a public area and knew if we kept going, we'd end-up fucking right there. "So," Rob said, "we've gotta find someplace to fuck, and soon!" "Yeah. What's your roommate like?" "Very hot, but I'm not sure if he is gay or straight." "Well, I know mine is a straight asshole. We've only been here a few days and he has brought girls back to fuck right in front of me." "Maybe he's doing it in front of you because he wants you to bend that hot ass over and make you take his cock," Rob laughed. I returned the laugh, adding "Nah, I don't want his tiny cock, but after I converted I'd fuck his ass." "Dude, you are so twisted. I love it! Well, let's go to my room. Let's find out if my roommate is gay or straight." "If he's gay, maybe we can both fuck him!" Rob threw his arm around me, and together we walked back to his dorm room. That night we fucked each other and shot a load deep into the other's ass. It started a great fuck buddy relationship, and after his roommate got sick of walking in on us fucking repeatedly that first week, we ended-up as roommates. His moved in with mine, and we now lived together. Obviously, his roommate was not gay, but was fine with us; in fact we often hung out with him and a few others who were not on the wrestling team. When I met my Dad online, I gave Rob the info in case I never came back, better safe than sorry. He was totally turned on the night before I was going over to meet Dad and Dave. That night, after practice and dinner, we headed back to our room and after stripping out of our clothes, he bent me over and ate my ass for a good 20 minutes. With my hole lubed up with his spit, and opened from his tongue, he slid his cock into me and pounded my ass till he grunted and dropped his load deep inside me. As he slowly pulled out, I kept my ass tight to keep that load in me. "Now that you have unloaded, ready for one of my last neg loads before I get pozed up?" "Fuck yeah, buddy! Get that cock in my cunt and drop that load in me." "Get on the bed, I want to fuck you on your stomach." Rob lay on his stomach on the bed, and I climbed between his legs. His ass was already moist from the sweat he had built up form fucking me, but I went in and ate that hole like a starving man. He was soon moaning and writhing against my face as I tried to get my tongue deep into his fuck chute. Once he was well lubed with my spit, I lined my cock up with his hole and slowly let my weight push it into him. He let out a pleased moan as my balls hit his ass. I savored the feel of his ass around my cock before I began to slowly fuck him. For a long time I just slowly used his hole like a fleshlight till I felt my load beginning to build. With that tingle in my balls starting, I began to fuck Rob hard and fast into the mattress. "Give me that neg load, just like you will those poz loads when you are all charged up," Rob moaned. "You want this load in your cunt?" "Fuck, yes Tom, give me your last neg load. Plant it in my cunt." A few more thrusts, and I grunted "Here you go, buddy. My last known neg load in your cunt!" I pushed in till my balls hit his ass, and my cock shot several loads of juice into his ass. I collapsed on top of him. We stayed connected and rolled over to our sides. Cuddled up, my cock still buried in his ass, Rob and I fell asleep. The next day I headed out to meet Dad, and my life would change forever. Once I arrived, I texted Rob and let him know I would probably be staying the weekend, and would hopefully be coming home with the bug incubating deep in my ass.

Here is a very hot one, short and no cum ( top cums inside ), but the 2 guys are so hot and very verbal woof ! http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=JlRrD-G478-

Who doesn't love a verbal top? http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=2h8FO-G847-

One of my all time favorites: http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=Vr7Eh_G215_

I have been regularly over the last few years when it was all the other names etc, I always get fucked a few times at least and a nice load or two, A mixed range of guys, personally I don't like the naked parties, prefer my leather action in gear ;@) But the darkroom has lost the covering over the top so now its not as dark which is a pity as there are other areas which are half lit and the real dark room was good for totally anonymous fuck session. The bullring up the stairs has some decent areas as well the slings, the motorbike/ outside area and the suck booth etc etc A real old school fuck club - It is what London is missing at the moment, somewhere without too much atttude.