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My Boy Wanted BIG Dicks - Chapter 1. My boy and I fuck as often as we can. We have great sex, even if it can seem like the ‘spark’ is gone sometimes. He nearly always bottomed for me, raw, of course, and he could take all of my cock like a champ, but I sensed he wanted something more. One night, as I was pounding his hole, he reached back and slid a finger into his hole next to my thrusting cock. He moaned and pulled out his finger. I quickly replaced it with mine, and soon had three fingers inside his hole along with my cock. I used my other hand to grab my phone off the bedside table and took a few sexy pics. The extra girth had him whimpering like a bitch in heat. That sent me over the edge, and I bred him deep. When I pulled my cock out, I kept working my cummy fingers into his hole, more puffy and stretched than I’d seen it in a long time. We swung back and forth from having an open relationship at times to relatively monogamous. It seemed to me like it was time to find something bigger for my boy to get stuffed with. I realized that if I didn’t do it for him / with him, he’d do it without me. The next day, after work, I stopped by an adult bookstore where in the past I had often sucked cock through a glory hole. On this occasion, however, I was after a cock ring to plump my dick up, and, who knows, perhaps find a big-dicked stud to bring home with me to open my boy’s hole up. I found a cock ring that looked promising; it was chrome and looked as if it would fit snugly around my cock and balls. I paid for it, as he gave me the change, the cashier smiled at me, offering to show me how to put it on. I accepted his invitation and and followed him to a video booth in the back. He left the door behind him slightly cracked and started to pull down his track pants. Out plopped a nice plump seven-inch dick with some big low-hanging balls. He lifted his nutsack, and I could see he was wearing the same cock ring. He unzipped my trousers and fished out my dick. My cock does the job if it is only average. He smirked at me and whispered, "I can see why you’d like a little… enhancement." I chuckled as he unhooked my belt and shoved my pants and underwear down to my ankles. "The trick," he continued, "is to put it on before you get really hard." He slid the ring over my cock and then fished one and then the other nut through the opening. As soon as I had it on, he swiveled me around so I was facing the wall. He grabbed my hips so my ass was ripe for fucking. He spit on his plump dick and slapped it against my ass a few times. I wanted to feel that big dick opening me up, so I grabbed my cheeks and spread my ass wide. He worked three spit-slick fingers into me at the same time. I yowled, but let him keep going until that silky hardness of thick cock sunk into me. It had been so long since I had been fucked that I was super tight. He leaned over me and grunted into my ear "You like getting raw-fucked with that big cock?" I nodded and grunted back at him. He pounded me until he was close and then pulled out, plopping down on the bench and pulling me down, spearing my loosened hole. I bounced up and down until he grabbed my shoulders so my ass was a few inches above his balls and pistoned into me. "I don’t pull out until I cum. Hope you’re okay with that." "FUCK YES!" I shouted, as he picked him his pace, and slammed into me a few final times. I knew he had shot his load deeper into me that I had ever bred my boy. He lifted me off of his cock and had me clean it off. That juicy cock stayed hard thanks to the cock ring, and I licked off his seed and my tangy tinny ass juice. I wondered if he had ripped me up a little. He stood up and pulled his track pants back over that glorious cock and simply walked out. It looked like an anaconda in his pants as he sauntered out. I was still squatting on the filthy floor of the booth when I saw a cock come through the hole in the wall. I sucked it down my throat, less girth and shorter than the cashier's, but still impressive. I notice a spade sign tattooed onto his crotch just at the base of his cock. I kissed it. Once I got that cock slicked up, I turned around and back onto it, swallowing it into my cummy asshole. My unseen buddy held his balls against the hole and let me fuck myself onto it. I heard him grumble, "Gonna cum, dude. You want my load in your ass?" I didn’t answer, but kept bouncing up and down until I heard him squeal and pushed back as he bred my guts. I pulled off and swallowed his cock down to the root, licking our combined wetness and swallowing it. He pulled back and stuck his mouth against the hole. "Your cock, man. I wanna suck your cock." I obliged and stuck my straining dick through the hole. He gulped and slurped until I lost my load down his throat. He swallowed it all like a champ, lustily licking his lips and gurgling as he stood up. I had an idea, and grabbed one of my business cards out of my pocket and thrust it through the hole. He took it and laughed, "We’ll be in touch." I felt more horny than ever, and was still hard. I decided it was time to get home to my boy. On the way out, I slipped my card to the cashier as well. He asked if I wanted a repeat performance, and I replied "I’d love to watch you breed my boy." "You pimping his hole out? He cute?" I showed him pics on my phone of me and my boy, some clothed and some naughty, one of my raw cock in his hole alongside my fingers. "You think he’d like my big raw dick?" I nodded and he handed me his phone to enter my number. "I’ll be in touch," he commented as I headed towards the door. I drove home, feeling those two loads oozing out of my ass. When I got home, my boy was naked, ass up in the bed. I was still wearing the cock ring, and squeezed out some seed from my ass into my hand. I worked it up and down my plump shaft and slapped it against his ass. As I did so, I saw a glob of cum work its way out. "You been fucked?" He nodded, still face down. "Was he hung?" "Like a fucking horse," he moaned into the pillow. "And you let him breed you?" He nodded again. "He NEG?" I asked, already about to blow my load. He hesitated, so I made him answer by shoving my cummy cock into his freshly-bred hole. I asked again, "IS HE NEG?’" "I didn’t ask." He moaned as I fucked him, and then turned his head around, reaching for my cock. "You feel different. Thicker. Plumper." I pulled out to show him the cock ring, slapped his ass with my dick, and diving back in, rocking my hips against his ass, pile-driving his slutty hole. Then I told him what I’d been up to. "I just took two loads at the bookstore Didn’t ask if they were NEG either." "FUUUUUUCK," he groaned into the pillow as I added "I lubed your hole with their loads." "UM HMMMM," he groaned. "So you've got three loads in your ass, and you’re about to get your fourth!" With that I bred him as deeply as I could, although admittedly not as deeply as either of the guys who had bred me at the bookstore. I pulled out and flopped down on the bed next to him. "Did you really get fucked at the bookstore?" I nodded. "Shit. I just jerked off earlier and fingered my own load into my ass to be ready for you." I laughed, thinking he was joking, but then I realized he wasn’t kidding. He knew I wasn’t either when he reached back and fingered my ass, which was still juicy and leaking seed. He brought his cummy fingers to his lips and licked them. I was still hard and he grabbed my dick, pulled me up and onto my knees, shoving my face into the pillow. He ate my ass, gobbling up as much cum as he could before slamming his face against mine, as we kissed those loads back and forth. I reached for my phone to get a pic of our cummy satisfied slutty faces and saw that there was a text. It read: ROBBY HERE. THE CLERK. U WANT ANOTHER LOAD TONIGHT? HOW ABOUT UR BOY? I CAN BREED YOU BOTH. HOPE U DON’T MIND POZ CUM. I showed it to my boy, who grinned, and grabbed the phone. He texted our address back, followed up with: WE’RE READY NOW. CUM BREED US.

Every bug chaser remembers the first time they made that fateful decision to knowingly take a poz load, and I'm no exception. It was quite a few years ago now, back when gay.com was still a good way to meet guys for hookups. I had been chatting with this one guy for quite some time, on and off. I still remember his profile name: Big N8R. His name was (you guessed it) Nate. And Nate had an 8 incher with a PA, so you can pretty much figure out why I kept talking to him. The only wrench? Big N8R was HIV positive. We flirted back and forth whenever we saw each other on, but I could never pull the trigger. I mean, he was definitely cute (rough looking, scruffy goatee, full sleeve tats) and had a big ol' cock, but he was poz and I didn't know if I was ready for that. Plus Nate made it very clear that he was all about fucking bareback and he didn't like to pull out. Well, one night I was online and had basically been cruising to get my ass fucked all day-- no takers. This left me exceedingly horny and exceedingly frustrated. A dangerous combo, as all you bug chasers know. Add to that I'd had a couple beers so... It was about 1 am and I was itching to get fucked. Some morbid fuckers might say I was "dying" for it. Anyway, Nate's online, so you can figure out what happened next: Me: Dude, I'm so horny! I really need dick tonight! Nate: I'd love to help you out, but you know my deal Me: Yeah, I know. And I think I'm ready for it Nate: Um, really? Do you know what you are asking for? Me: I've fantasized about your cock in me for a long time-- I think it's time we fucked. Nate: Ok. Just so we're clear-- I'm Poz. And I fuck bare. And I don't like to pull out. Me: Yeah. Um, if I asked you to pull out-- would you? Nate: well.... for you? Yeah. But I don't make a habit out of it. and I don't think you'll want me to Me: I really want to try this Nate: You sure? point of no return you know.... Me: Yes. And I texted him my address. He was at my door in 15 minutes, and naked beside my bed in one. First off, let me just say I picked a doozy for my first poz experience. Nate was 6'2", decently in shape (like you could almost see a six pack), tattoos everywhere including full sleeves, and that COCK! His pics didn't do it justice. It was every bit 8 inches, slightly arced downward, and one of those that is big to begin with but the middle is even fatter. And at the tip gleamed a huge PA. Turns out he had a 2 gauge in. Holy fuck. Secondly, let me just say I was nervous as fuck. You bug chasers can relate to this. I was standing on the edge of a precipice and just like Nate said-- point of no return. I knew I was about to "knowingly" take an HIV positive load in my ass. From a cock with a PA. The chances of infection would be high. The danger of the situation was intoxicating, but the implications were daunting. My stomach was in chaotic knots while I looked at his stiffening cock. My body was in a war with itself. My ass wanted that cock. My stomach was conflicted. My mind was screaming not to do this as it was too risky. And my cock was thickening at the sight of him. You can guess which side won in the end. Nate said, "You ready?" And I told him I was really nervous about the whole thing. He told me to just relax and that he really would pull out or stop any time if I asked him to. And with that, I dropped to my knees and started trying to suck his cock. I don't like trying to suck cocks with PAs as the metal clinks against my teeth and it's really jarring. So we only did this for awhile as I was very clumsy at it. Plus he didn't need any motivation for the main event as he was already drooling precum. Nate hoisted me up by my armpits and pushed me back onto the bed. "You don't need to suck me anymore cuz I'm just here for this sweet ass." He pushed my legs high and dove his tongue into my crack. And damn he knew what he was doing! Within 5 minutes he had be begging for that cock. I was on my back at the edge of my bed (it was a taller bed-- perfect height for a top standing and fucking me while I reclined) and he grabbed the gun oil. He lubed that big cock of his while staring into my eyes. "Last chance," he said. At this point I just grabbed behind my knees and opened my ass for him as a reply. The entry was excruciating. I had only been fucked by a guy with a PA once before, and it was a much smaller gauge. Feeling all that cool metal at my hole made my pucker seize up, and Nate basically had to force his cock inside me. "Fuck you're tight! Just relax, baby. You're gonna need to relax to take the fucking I'm about to throw. Oh, and by the way? It takes me forever to cum." I will say that Nate wasn't really out to hurt me-- at least at the beginning. He worked his cock in slowly (once that head and PA got past my ring) and bottomed out inside and left it there for a minute or two so I could get used to his size. He rocked gently side to side, helping me open up. And little by little, I did. He started slowly withdrawing and then pushing back inside. I could feel the PA shifting and moving inside me with every slow thrust. In my mind, I knew it was dragging across my intestines, possibly doing damage and putting microtears in the lining where the infection could enter my bloodstream. This made my stomach knot even more, but again, the sexy danger of it all gave me a raging boner which acted as a handle for Nate. "Looks like someone's enjoying this cock," he said with a smirk. "Oh my god! My ass is so FULL! I've never had this much cock in me-- And that PA! I can feel it moving inside me-- it's incredible. Don't stop fucking me, Please?" I begged. That's when Nate knew he had his victim. The more Nate fucked, the more into it I got. The idea of his cock being positive was fading into the background as the intensity of the fuck filled all of my present thoughts. I became a bottom machine on a mission-- to take his cock and load. Before long I was grabbing the edge of the bed and bucking my ass into his cock to force him as deeply into me as he could go. His PA was breaching my second ring at this point and the pleasure/pain was indescribable. You know, that painful punch deep in your guts but once the cock goes inside it's like the gates of heaven open up and choirs of angels are singing. True to his word, it took Nate a long time to cum. He probably fucked me for an hour solid-- and I was almost swallowing my tongue with the pleasure. By the end, he had my ankles in his hands and was completely withdrawing his cock and ramming it all the way back in to the hilt. Again and again and again. The PA just ripping past my sphincter like it was tissue paper. My poor neighbors! I know I was getting loud, but I didn't care. I was speaking in tongues and begging for him to cum. And begging for him to never stop fucking me. And begging for more and harder and deeper and whatever else I could beg for. I remember Nate finally looking down at me and into my eyes, and he got this almost quizzical look on his face... and then he rammed all the way inside me, as deep as he could go and he held it there. He froze in place, body tensed, not breathing. And then I felt the throb. His cock head was throbbing out that poz load deep into my guts-- well up into my abused second ring. Nate just kept looking into my eyes as his cock shot jet after jet of dick poison into me. I found I wasn't breathing or moving either. I was just as frozen as he was-- letting him plant this toxic seed inside my guts. When his orgasm subsided, we finally came back to ourselves. He was still buried in me, and he grabbed my precum leaking cock and he started to jack me off-- slowly. He timed the strokes on my dick with slow, short strokes of his cock in my ass. I was already near the edge, so it only took an agonizing minute before I felt my load boil out of my nuts and shoot all over my belly. He scooped up my neg load and ate it greedily. And then he ever-so-slowly pulled his softening cock out of my clenched hole. The PA was the last to pop out, and it was like my hole didn't want to let it go. We still hadn't spoken a word at this point, and we both crawled up onto my bed and lay side by side. Finally he broke the silence. "You ok?" He asked. "Yeah, I think so. Um, you didn't warn me when you were going to cum so I could have had you pull out...." "Would you have asked me to?" he inquired. "No. But if I had, would you have pulled out?" I asked back. "Honestly? No. It would have been like stopping an avalanche." We lay in silence a while longer. Then he got up and began to get dressed. "So that was your first poz load, huh? How are you feeling?" "Ok. A bit conflicted now that its over. But also turned on. And ashamed. And I feel stupid. And exhilarated. Lots of things." "Yeah," he said as he was at the door and ready to go, "Everyone remembers their first charged load."

PART 6 Without warning and causing me to jolt upright, I felt his mouth encompass my hard dick pushing his nose into my hairy crotch. A sharp gasp escaped my lips as he began to suck me full length. His tongue was all over my dick massaging and licking wildly as his head bobbed up and down. Then, his finger began to massage gently my prostate causing another sharp gasp to escape. I whimpered in earnest at the feeling I was having but he was not to be stopped. On and on he scraped his finger along my prostate and alternated that with tapping it sharply. I could tell that my dick was oozing precum in great quantity. More and more he directed me like a maestro of an orchestra with his mouth and finger until at long last I no longer could resist. I flooded his mouth with a huge load of cum the likes of which I had never known I could produce. More and more of my cum flooded into his mouth as his finger stroked my prostate harder. Wilder moans and thrashing movements were all I could muster as a billion billion stars came into view. Many minutes passed as my body shook and trembled as my cum load began to taper off finally ending leaving me so absolutely drained of energy. I felt so wet from the sweat that had poured out of my body. Sagging down at long last, I felt his mouth moving upwards and off my dick. He gently pulled his finger from my hole and moved closer to my face again. I tilted my head and opened my mouth as his lips met mine as he once more thrust his thick commanding tongue deep into my mouth. I felt a large wetness filling me causing my eyes to widen quickly. I tried pulling away but he was too strong, and he began a low rumbling of approval of what he was doing with me. I acquiesced and in short time became hungry for more of the taste he was giving me. The realization that he had just transferred the cum I had shot from his mouth into mine now spurred me on so I wrapped my arms about his mighty girthy neck. My first snowball was with this man. "It's about you, too," he purred. "It should be about you, too, don't you agree? I've always thought you white boys should be taken care of as well. A man can catch more flies with honey than he can with vinegar don't you think?" I was too dumbstruck to answer so I shook my head in agreement. "That's good, white boy. You're learning already. I can see that. Your fear of me is unfounded. You're an unlearned white boy right now. Let's see if you can earn your way to being my white boy. Would you like that? Would you like to be my white boy for the night and have fun? Would you like to look out of those beautiful blue eyes and see me having fun with you?" he asked in a deep low rumbling faint whisper in my ear then licked my ear sending shivers throughout my entire body. "You have to tell me though that's what you want, white boy. You have to say 'I want to be your white boy for tonight, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do.' Once you tell me, we'll begin." Abruptly, he disentangled himself from me and stood up reaching his full height that seemed so far above me. I felt lost and abandoned at his sudden change. Rejected. I panicked at being left behind. "Or, you can leave now," he said deadpan. He stared down at me all of the wonderful feelings I had had smashed. My mind raced through what had transpired outside the room and now inside. His words beckoned me as I sought to recall the looks he had given me just minutes ago. From somewhere inside deep came a voice to me telling me I'd be a fool to leave. Here is where I belonged. Here is where I would experience and learn something that would never be available to me again. I trembled but became resolute and stood up facing him. "I want to be your white boy for tonight . . . uh . . . uh . . . Daddy. I'll do whatever you tell me to do," I heard myself vowing as my voice became more assured of myself in my commitment to my words. I stood up straight not in defiance but in dedication to him. As I looked into his eyes, I repeated my words slowly to remove all doubt in his mind as to my allegiance to my oath, "I want to be your white boy for tonight, Daddy, and will do whatever you tell me to do." Our eyes held steady as he contemplated me. His smile broadened, and he stepped to me wrapping his wonderful big arms around me once more. "What you have done tonight before we met is unimportant. What matters begins now. Word travels fast through colonies like this. You are here now, though, and you will learn what it means to be a white boy for a big black man like me. You know you need that. You have an aura that proclaims that. And, you will shine as an example of white boys should be." His voice had returned once more to the soothing hypnotic purr it had once been. I melted in his embrace. "I don't know exactly what you mean but will accept your teaching me," I said with absolute conviction on my part. And, surprising myself, I meant it.

Laying low for two days… My stay in the city has prolonged. He told me “stay” and I just stayed. Usually when someone tells me “stay”, I run… But I am the last who should complain. I know that I am not the right boyfriend material type. I never was and I never will. “Your quality is your total command of the moment… Even when you spin you are tottaly aware of the situation and the environment… and so easy to adapt. You could be a top…” “No thanks” was my answer and he laughed. That was the new spice… He was laughing more… more relaxed… nn a way that a top feels like he doesn’t need to give exams every time to any loser or self- centered bottom… Sometimes I feel that the loneliness of a Top is more heavier than of a tweaker bottom’s, like me, who doesn’t give a shit if he has an erection or not. The bottom’s role is to provide the hole for a cock to unload. The top’s to provide the cock… Life should be simple. But what is simple? Sex is not simple. And sex on chems and slamming make it even more complicated. Too much paranoia… too much of a scene that can go wrong… too much drama… And the drama usually unfolds after the second session… when reality and the real character comes to the surface. When the beast is fed and the beast needs to rest and the beast needs to have a name and a house and a life, other than the dungeon and a bed other than the sling and the most important a washer and a drier to clean up the mess from the whatever session has just ended… I am a cumdump. I am not a slave. I do not find pleasure from pleasing a Top by doing the domestic chores. But I am not ungrateful. I do stay back to help cleaning up the mess from the lube, the cum, the piss. or the bed sheets… People like that. And I have passed the test. I do not steal drugs or money or silverware… I never chit chat asking about other tricks and I provide the less information about tricks and joints… Sir seems to like the way I command my silence. And I like the way he commands his… And it is easy for him to read me … I do not want to read him. He respects that I am not trying to out- smart him. But again he has seen the film again. As I said bottoms can be so mean and so self- centered and so territorial… I played the game once.. and I became no better… So now on this journey I want to become better. Less wounds and less words. So silence is part of my shield. My way of not hurt and not getting hurt. Some times it works and some times it doesn’t. With Sir I found myself that I want to make it work. So I prolonged my stay. Packed my stuff from the hotel called home and work that I was not returning soon and went to his house. He gave me time to heal the veins… heal the scars of the needles… slept next to him… and no fuck … no piss… he was leaving in the morning around 9 am and was back at 1 pm… morning. I checked his library… Literature was there… Travel guides… and the whole collection of Phil Andros’ novels … long ago before the whole internet shit Phil Andros was the James Bond of our tribe… And he cooked… I ate what was on the plate… simple food but tasty enough… I needed energy… for what was coming next… The fourth night without sex he said… clean your self … tonight we have a full moon gathering… I cleaned as he ordered… a good cumdump has to know how to rinse his insides and keep the ass hairless… I like things clean… even my breath… mints are always in my pocket… next to the fresh bottle of poppers… He warned me… “You will be double slammed… you will be on your limits… you will be a peace of rug… There will be around 50 people… you will be bent over a picnic table… I will give you the slams… only me I will do the needles … but you will get the loads from anyone.. there will be three bottoms… all slam sluts like your kind… do not exchange pleasantries with anyone... your hole is what matters… if I hear a word other than “fuck me” the deal is off… and if someone tries to bite you or give you more pain you shout for me.. I will be around.. maybe fuck a cunt or two but I will be not far… “Will you fuck me too?”… “Do you want me to fuck you?” “No fuck or no slam is the same if you do not cum in me…” “I will fuck you no worries but bitch… don’t dare to fall in love with me…” I wanted to say don’t fall in love with me either but as I said I know when I have to stay mute… The drive was about 45 minutes… We came to a trailer park… some tracks… some bikes… barrels with fire… Chilly but I knew I was shivering because of the anticiapation… I was like a lamp destined for sacrifice… We arrived in the center of a playground... A ping pong table… No one was there, only the two of us… But I could feel others presence… eyes were watching us… hungry eyes… I checked the moon … full moon alright… he took my clothes… and ordered me to bend over.. ropes… and a cloth over my eyes… I was bend over the pick nick table on the edge… my arms spread … my hole like an offering… I could feel the cold surface of the wooden ping pong table… couldn’t move… the arms secured… hole and mouth still available… I could hear the footsteps approaching… I felt the pricks of two needles entering the same time in both arms.. and then the push of the chem in my veins… I coughed… Head spinning.. buzz… and a cock in my ass …. Spinning… and a cock in my mouth… and I became light so light I could fly… and there was some kind of chants… or maybe it was just moanings… no reason to make sense in what was happening… One more body next to me… the other bottoms arrived… yes the lambs were secured… the moon was satisfied… and the wolves ready to seed… One cock came in my ass… It took only four seconds before another one push its way in … “Are you Ok bitch” I heard the Viking whispering in my ear… “Say you love me and I will” I wanted to say but instead the only word I said was “More”… And at that very moment I understood… if there was God if there any kind of ancient worship of Moon and Earth… then I was there for a reason… to feel connected with forces that are beyond of any understanding… My holes, my slams, my soul, where nothing more than offerings to something beyond of logic or understanding. My path is not a self-destructive one as I thought until now… No there is a reason behind everything … and the only way to full fill my destination is to take all the cum all the cock all the slams… “Are you with me slut?” I heard my Viking ask as he bind both tourniquets… yes time for round two… A cock inside stopped without getting out… just time for the slam to register… I heard my voice say : “More”… And more I got…

Liam was 21, had dark tanned skin, curly black hair and a lean, atheletic body. He was masculine and in the closet. Even though he was gay, he still fucked girls to prove himself to his friends, something I found pathetic. Him fucking me was pleasurable, but he always insisted on a condom despite the fact we were both neg. It irritated me: we were both clean, so why wouldn't he dump his load in me? Liam had told me previously that an HIV scare when he was younger turned him away from any unprotected sex, so it was a condom or nothing. I could accept this for a while, but as time went on he started to take me for granted, expecting me to make all the effort to get his plastic-covered dick inside me. But he was hotter than fire and had an amazing physique, so I put up with his bullshit for a year. One night I was desperately horny to top someone, so I invited him over as he had always told me he was vers. But when it came to fuck, he refused to bottom, let alone take my load. "I bottom for masc men only, fag," he told me. I decided that it was time for him to overcome his fear of HIV. I formed a plan. That week I created a Grindr profile on my phone and my tablet. On the tablet I found a picture of the only type he bottomed for: A tall, muscular, masc man. I used that picture to set up the fake profile of a man who I named 'Jim' I used a fake location app to move 'Jim' to Liam's area, and immediately began chatting him up. Soon Liam was begging to bottom for the imaginary 'Jim', but as expected he stated that he only did protected sex. "Don't worry," I explained through the 'Jim' profile. "I'm neg, and I ALWAYS use a condom." I spent days teasing him, leading him on, making him hungry to feel 'Jim's' cock deep in his ass. Then I moved to the next part of the plan. "I want to use u at night in a park." I explained through the 'Jim' profile. "To go there, find u on ur hands and knees with ur ass in the air ready to b fuckd. SAFE only tho!" I smirked. Liam took the bait, agreeing to be fucked, provided Jim wasn't rough because, in Liam's words: "I don't btm much." Now the first stage of my plan was in motion, I moved to the second stage. On the phone I created a fake profile with a picture of Liam. Then I searched my city for any poz man I could find, pretending to be Liam, explaining that I wanted unmedicated poz loads only. I found some poz profiles, and explained using Liam's fake profile: "I have a fantasy. I want to be raped in a park by a poz guy. I'll wait with my ass up in the air, and I want to be held down and have my hole raped with NO LUBE or spit. I want it rough, raw, bloody. I want a poz load in my torn up ass. I want to have any screams, tears or begging to be ignored, I want the real experience. I want me and my ass to be abused and used with no mercy. If I try and move I want to be held down. No safe words, no games. Pure charged poz loads in my ruined hole." I got more responses than I could've hoped for. Soon I set up a time and place, continuing to flirt with Liam using the 'Jim' profile so he would become hornier and more open to suggestion. Then the final part of the plan came about. The night of the event had arrived. I messaged Liam using the 'Jim' profile.. "I was thinking how hot it will b if ur blindfolded when I start fucking u. It will b so hot. I'll take the blindfold off at the end so we cum together " As I expected, Liam was hesitant, but I eventually I convinced him to do it for just the first minute of the fuck. Liam told me his hands were shaking. I told him I was excited to meet him and have some safe fun. Liam arrived at the huge park and walked to the very back where he would be furthest from the road... and anyone helping him. He got on his hands and knees like I had ordered him earlier, and he pulled his pants down to his knees, exposing his ass to the night air. He pulled out a piece of fabric and bound it over his eyes. He waited. Around the corner were 9 highly-charged, poz men who had arrived earlier in anticipation. I'd told them through my fake Liam profile to look out for other poz men who might want in on the action, and they'd noticed each other and gathered as a group to give a young, toned masc jock the gift he had been begging for for weeks. As per my request, they had phones ready to film every painful, dirty detail. Liam messaged 'Jim' that he was ready and putting his blindfold on. He reminded me "Safe Sex Only", and promised he'd leave if I tried anything. I relayed the first part of the message to the waiting men, and like wolves they silently approached the naive young man, unknowing that they were all being used to rape an innocent, unsuspecting neg boy. As the rape began, I blocked Liam on 'Jim's' profile and then deleted it. The next day I asked the men to send me their videos and pics of the night. They all mentioned how hot it was that Liam struggled and cried so much, thinking it was mainly an a roleplay act. The videos showed Liam being set upon by the group and held straight down on the dirt by the men as one by one they shoved raw, dry poz dicks in his tight, hairy hole. He had screamed. He had begged. His hole tore and bled. Toxic loads became the lube of each successive stranger until they had all fucked him more than twice and cum leaked out of his red orifice and dribbled down his bruised flesh onto the ground. After a while, Liam had stopped struggling and instead lay on the dirt crying, poz loads swirling around inside his bloodied, torn guts. Each man dressed and walked off from the crime scene. I saved the videos on my computer and still watch them regularly. The image of Liam being raped again and again for more than an hour makes me instantly hard to this day. I deleted all the Grindr profiles I had used in the crime and went back to my own personal profile where I had favourited Liam and where we usually arranged hookups. His profile was offline for more than 3 days before he finally came back online. I waited another few days so it wasn't suspicious then messaged him. "I'm so horny, I've missed you, sexy!" "Hey... I dont kno." He replied. "Im... not sure I can do sex anymore." He paused for a long time before adding "I want to see u. Im going through a lot right now and Im an emotional wreck. I dropped out of uni bcuz some shit happened that im still getting over. You're a really nice guy [NAME REDACTED]. Plz see me tonight?" I smiled. "I'm kinda busy. Next week?" "OK, I'd like that." Liam replied. "Thanks for messaging me. I rly need someone to talk to." A week later I asked if he wanted to see me. "Im not feeling well today." He responded after a delay. "I think Im coming down with the Flu."

When I lived down South, this hung top who used to breed me would always talk about this incredible sex party that happened a few times a year. Evidently the thing was in a huge house out in the country with 100 horny men or so. You had to be "invited" of course, and I begged him to get me on the list every time he brought it up. Especially since I'd never been to a party that big before. The next time the party rolled around, I finally got my wish. In my email I had the invitation! And this was the annual "leather party". There were some stipulations-- all guests had to be in some kind of leather gear, there was an entry fee of $20, and you had to show if you RSVP'd or else no more invites. I RSVP'd "yes" and counted down the days. The party was at night and about 2 hours away from where I lived. It really was out in the country some, and the house was indeed huge. I signed in, gave the doorkeeper my $20, put my clothes in the designated area, and then began to wander. There was fucking and sucking EVERYWHERE! It was a two-story house and every room had something going on. There were slings in the garage, along with glory hole booths. There were folks fucking on the deck. Bedrooms were being used for orgy scenes and the walk-in closets were dark hideaways for quickies. I was overwhelmed. I was also so fucking turned on by the scene! Leather daddies and bears and jocks Everywhere I looked. Harnesses, chaps, jocks, caps, hoods-- you name it, I saw it. I was rather modestly decked out in a borrowed harness, jockstrap, and combat boots. Eventually I managed to get my courage up (after a few beers) and I sucked a few guy's cocks in the garage area. I also found a guy willing to sneak into a gloryhole booth with me-- where after a bit of coaxing I bent over and took his raw cock. This guy came quickly, and then said "Dude, don't tell my boyfriend we did this. We agreed that we wouldn't fuck raw tonight." One fuck was all it took. Now that my pump was primed, I was horny and ready to go for more cock! My only problem is that I was sorta shy when it came to getting fucked. I liked it to be just one-on-one, and most of the house was wide open to voyeurs. So I ended up wandering around a lot. During my wanderings, I kept passing by the stairway to the basement which was open, but roped off. There was a red light on down there, but I couldn't tell much beyond that. When I bumped into my fuckbuddy who got me on the party list, I asked him about the basement. "Oh, that's a special fuck dungeon and it's by invitation only.". I asked who did the inviting, and it was the host (whom I hadn't officially met yet). So I asked my buddy if maybe he could wangle me another invite. "Man, I don't know if you want that. It gets pretty hard core down there." I said I'd come this far, why stop now? He said he'd look into it for me. After that I wandered a bit more, sucked some more cock, and then eventually wandered upstairs. In the bedroom many guys were fucking on the bed and there was a guy getting fisted in a portable sling. I stood next to a hot, leather daddy who was in chaps and a harness. I'd noticed this particular daddy all night so far, but he aleays just seemed to be watching. We watched the fisting together and jacked a bit. Eventually I leaned in close and asked if he liked to fuck. He said yeah. I reached down, grabbed his cock, and said "I want this in me, but I like it a bit more private." He led me to the walk-in closet which was pitch dark. I could hear two other guys going at it in there, and the smell of poppers and ass was intoxicating. Daddy shoved me down and I started sucking his cock. It was a thick, uncut 7 incher and I was really enjoying it. Then he spun me around and started eating my ass. "Mmm, tastes like you've already taken a load tonight," he grunted. I said I had. He then said he was gonna fuck some more into me. But before he did, he said he needed to lube me up some more. He fumbled around behind me for a bit, then I felt a small tube slide up my ass. Then he squirted the "lube" in me. Then he positioned his cock behind me while i took a hit of poppers. Then he started fucking me. Hard. After about 5 minutes of fucking, I started to feel funny. Light headed. Disoriented. At first I figured it was the beer and poppers, and having my head down while being bent over and fucked. But it got worse. Soon my arms and legs got really heavy and lethargic and I was so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. Top daddy had a firm grip on my hips and was still fucking me. Then I blacked out. After that, the details of the night are really hazy. The next thing I remember is seeing a red lightbulb glowing above me, while I was getting both holes fucked in a sling. I can remember feeling a cock thrusting in and out of my mouth and feeling a cock thrusting into my ass. At the time I thought it was one cock and found it odd that it was able to fuck me in two places. The next thing I remember was seeing all these hovering faces around me. They were grinning and saying things, but it sounded like I was under water. There was just a rushing in my ears and everything was so foggy and thick. I foun the rocking motion of the sling quite soothing. I lost all track of time. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, but every time I looked down toward my feet, I would see a different face hovering there. And I could feel the slapping of hips against my ass, but it felt like it was coming from miles away. Everything was so heavy- my head. My arms. My legs. At one point I knee thinking that I needed to escape and I tried to sit up. But several hands pushed me back down and then kindly fed me more poppers. Then there is another blank stretch in my memory. The next time I came around I knew what was going on. I was in the dungeon, in a sling, and being gang banged. There were only 4 guys in the room at this point, one of them was my fuckbuddy. "Dude, what's going on? What's happening to me?" I asked-- even though I really knew. "You said you were looking for an invite to the basement. I guess the host took a liking to you-- mainly because you're such a novice. But he figured you might balk at getting knocked up by a ton of guys, so he... Sorta helped you along." "You mean he drugged me?? Fuck this!! Get me out of here!" I begged. "Why? It's too late. The party's nearly over and 20 guys have already taken their turn and cum in your hole. You might as well just let these last few finish up." I stopped fighting. 20 guys had used my ass as their cumdump?? As I laid there, I felt the guy fucking me stiffen and groan an I knew that load 21 was shooting into me. I asked my buddy for some more poppers, and let the remaining three (my fuckbuddy included) use my ass. I watched them each take a turn, but it was like I was watching someone else get fucked. When my buddy finished up inside me, he helped me down out of the sling, and supported me while I climbed the stairs. He tossed me onto one of the fuckbeds in rhe first floor bedroom and told me to sleep it off. The next thing I remember is waking up in late morning with a chalky mouth, a splitting headache, and a supremely sore ass. It also felt like I needed to take a shit something fierce. I stumbled to the bathroom and sat down. And I swear a pint of cum ran out of my ass. It just kept flowing out of me, burning my raw asshole as it dribbled out. I dressed quickly after that and drove myself that long 2 hour drive home. The whole time freaking out about being drugged... And raped. And used raw by that many guys. And I had paid $20 for it too. Of course I also got hard thinking about it and gave my load to a stall wall in a rest area on the way home.

I have this fantasy where I am out at a bar and am slipped something in my drink and pass out. Then I awake to being tied down blindfolded and being used like a slutty cumdump piss pig. Cum and piss streaming from my ass and continue being used spit on pissed on and fucked until everybody has had enough. Have not been able to find guys who think it is hot is fuck and breed a guy completely anon who is passed out.

I recently uploaded a video of my tight rectum being pounded hard onto a few porn sites and wish to share it here. http://www.heavy-r.com/video/223833/JuniusThaddeus_anal_fucked_hard_by_big_massive_cock/ http://www.xvideos.com/video20825831/juniusthaddeus_anal_fucked_hard_by_big_cock I hope it helps a few you guys shoot some load tonight

Part XIV There I was, on the floor, too drunk to hardly move, someone pulling on my arm trying to drag me into that room, a guy trying to close the door and pushing me to go in, and two buddies trying to drag me back away from that room. I kind of glanced up to see who had ahold of my arm and think it looked like my bud from the parade. My two buddies each had a leg and trying to pull me away from there. Kind of a turmoil there for bit and with them pulling my legs my pants were starting to slip down and I could feel the cool floor on my bare ass. Then, one of my buddies yelled at the door guy to let me go as I was just there to support them and was straight. He yelped and let go and my buddies were able to drag me away from the door finally. My arm came free and the door closed and my buddies both went over backwards and we ended in a pile with my pants clear to my knees and me on my face and one buddy on top of me. They were both laughing hard now and trying to get untangled and then laughing more as they realized my pants were down and the one buddy was laying on top of me with his hard cock pushing the material of his pants against my crack. We finally got untangled and they had to help me up and help pull my pants up. They both were smirking at me and I asked what was up. They both laughed some more and told me it looked like me as I had a hell of a hard on then. They finally got me back to our table. We sat down and I was basically just sitting there in a stupor. They were talking about their experiences in that room. Then one of them remembered that when they had come out our parade bud had his hand down the back of my pants. He started questioning me about how the hell that had happened? Being so far gone I was at a loss as to what to say mostly. Then finally admitted that, I had been drunk as hell at that parade and somehow how been fucked by him there. I didn't say anything about all of the others though. They both started laughing then again and next thing I knew I was drinking another mixed drink without realizing it. My buddies were pretty much blown away finding out I had been fucked at the parade. They really started kidding me about that and then were wondering how I had not been pozzed from it. I told them the real reason for the trip to the hospital then had been to get PEP. When they had got tested, I had also and came back neg when they came back poz. That started more laughing and joking. Pretty soon I said I had to pee bad. I found I was still way too drunk to get up though and both buddies helped me up and walked me to the toilet. We soon found out I was too drunk to get my damn dick out too starting more drunken laughter. They then steered me from the urinal to the handicapped stall to help me get it out. This let them drop my pants and they went clear to my ankles. My dick was out though but I had to lean over and put both hands on the wall to hold myself up as I started to pee. I was vaguely aware that my buds were talking about my ass. They both agreed that it sure looked good for a little bit older guy than they were. As I finally got the pee started, one of my buds reached out and surprised me by squeezing my ass and telling me it was no wonder that I got fucked at the parade as it felt great as well as looked great. Before I realized it he had ahold of my hips and I felt what appeared to be is hard bare cock against my ass crack. He told the other bud, that yep, it sure did feel good too. I was just aware that his cock was hard as a rock too and felt something wet as he slid it up and down my crack. Later, found out it was his precum and he produce a lot of that and had my crack really lubed from that. Then, just as I was finishing peeing, I felt the head of his cock at my hole and he was pushing. Pop, and his cock head went into my ass and then he shoved the whole thing in with one last shove. I almost went down and probably would have if he hadn't had a good grip on my hips. I mumbled something about what the hell are you doing? Was pretty incoherent really. He told me to hang on he couldn't resist and started to plow the hell out of my hole then. Good thing he had a good grip on me as I could not have stood up without it. He rammed the hell out of me with long deep hard strokes. He must have really been turned on as it couldn't have been more than 5 minutes and he jammed his cock home as deep as he could and leaned over me and told me he was cumming and filling me up good with his poz cum. I could only moan. My bud wiggled his cock around in my hole a bit and then pulled out as his cock was going down. Before I could move, the other buddy stepped behind me and holding me upright also, rammed his hard cock in me all the way in one thrust. He immediately went into overdrive and pounded my ass relentlessly hard. He again, did not last more than 5 minutes and as he rammed his cock home and started to pulse as his cum flooded my ass. He leaned over me and told me he hoped I enjoye their two loads of poz cum in my hole. As he did this I felt my own cock explode as I was cumming too.

i will be there breeding a lot of raw ass. hit me up.

"Son it's not a story you will enjoy hearing at times. So consider yourself warned". Nick starts. What the fuck makes him think I've enjoyed any of this so far. What could he possibly tell me that would make this any worse. Sensing my discomfort Josh wraps his arms around me tighter and kisses "that spot" on my collarbone. I see out of the corner of my eye Nick restraining Adam by his hair as he lurches toward me. Immediately Nick walks to the dresser retrieving two collars and leashes. Snapping his fingers , Josh rises, sets me down and kneels on the other side of his father. Nick hands the each a collar they fasten on one another, kissing one another when they're done. Nick attaches a leash to each of his sons and winds it around his palms giving them little room. It disgusts me the empty feeling I have since I am no longer in Josh's lap. I glance at him and receive his smirk that has annoyed me to my limits up until this point. Did it really just cause my cock to twitch....no no no this CANNOT be happening. I need to stay focused, hear them out and hopefully come to some kind of compromise for my release. I was destined for greatness, wealth, power, Armani, Gucci. Everything they have to offer is tainted, I want no part of it! Nick comes forward, standing between my legs, spreading them wide with his powerful thighs he glances at my erection and says "in due time son. First you listen". Nick begins "As a young man of 15 I discovered an extreme fondness for my twin brother. Imagine my thrill when I discovered he shared the same feelings for me. It wasn't long before he and I shared the same twin bed every night. What started as sucking each other's cocks and fucking quietly each night not to disturb our parents or sister soon turned into what I knew could only be described as love. We couldn't handle any time apart, sneaking away to the bathroom in between classes at school to sneak a kiss, often times being late to class because we were unable to part without one of us having given the other a blow job." Letting out a chuckle Nick continues, "I spent a great majority of my high school years walking the halls with my brothers cum on my breath. And then one night it happened.we each thought the other had locked the bedroom door. As Nate is drilling his cock into my eager hole and saying "I love you Nick, I'll always be yours and you'll always be mine". The door knob turns, we both look over as we hear "I knew I had been hearing this shit going on in here for a while. You nasty little fuckers. I've managed to raise a couple of fucking queers. And there so goddamn pathetic they can't even land another man they have to fuck each other. Your an embarrassment and disgrace to this family." As our father berated us more and more I covered my face with the pillow knowing that what he was saying should be true, but it didn't feel true. My feelings for Nate just seemed right, we made each other so happy, there's no way that was wrong. I suddenly felt the mattress shift, I watched as Nate crossed the room with his beautiful lean naked body, he closed and locked the door. He grabbed our fathers arm spinning him around Nate spat at him "your words don't mean shit old man because your body is betraying you." At that Nick grabbed dads crotch, only then did I realize dads cock was ragingly hard. Nick got on his knees in front of dad and with one hand undid his zipper as he waved me over to join him with the other hand.

“Who are you?” He was drinking his coffee… evening… In our timetable almost dawn… I got fucked by almost 40 men on the ping pong table… until dawn the wolves were fed… sister moon should be pleased from the sacrificed lambs …three double slams… he took me to the sauna where we had spent a night few days ago… he fucked me under the shower stall… made me kneel and drank piss from three different men including the janitor of the sauna… then took me to the same 212 private room, where he gave me another slam and fucked me again … three loads, a piss inside and another load from the janitor again… yes… the slut in me is satisfied but still wired… We had light dinner at the sauna bar… pasta with tomato sauce for me… a hot dog for him… then we went back to the room where we had a light siesta… we cuddled… his cock stayed in me all the time while he snored lightly… I couldn’t sleep… maybe nod for few minutes but that was all… the slams were keeping me excited… I had water beside… I was drinking without taking his cock out… Yeap. I have my moves… all cumdumps should have their own “sheet music” moves to keep the Top happy and satisfied, even without him knowing exactly what you do or how you do it… what matters is the result… the cum in your ass, the smile on the Top’s face, his snore on the bed next to your ear… those are all what matter… After the siesta in 212 sauna room, we came back in the café… a towel around our waist. Relaxed… like two friends who just happened to meet in a friendly all male environment… But relaxed we weren’t. Somehow, talk was a bit awkward between us… he would fuck me, make me a cumdump, slam my veins, piss on me, piss in me, share my hole with other fuckers, recharge me with poz loads, but words were not easy… Probably because of my thick accent … maybe it was his Viking accent… To be honest I could find poetry in his voice but I guess he could find only uncomprehensive mumble from my part after all the slams he was giving me. I do not blame him… a cumdump on a sling or on a ping pong table or kneeling on a bed in front of an open sauna door is not truly expected to carry any kind of logic apart from the self destructive mode… the hole offering to any cock doesn’t make any sense… and I am the one who definitely loses any kind of logic when the flash registers and the chems floats in my blood… no I am not going to ask for reason … or for words… so I won’t be bitchy for his awkward silence… It just happened that it was the first time I felt awkward… the other times the silence between us was sexy… now while he was drinking his coffee and me drinking my lemonade I had the feeling that the silence had its own weight… its own significance. “Who are you…” “You know who I am, what I am, and what I do in here… I am a cumdump… a damn tourist … a slam junkie… a servant to your cock or any other cock you tell me to… a poz cum seeker…” “And is there something you want to be or it is just a phase… a fantasy trip… a kind of a two week vacation… “ I had to be careful on my answer… we were ready to cross the borders where fuck talk was becoming real people’s talk, even if we were wearing just towels around our waist. “It has started as a long weekend vacation. I was supposed to get fucked by a cock … any cock on the dark basement we met… The slam was an extra bonus on that night… even with that I am content… but somehow things took another path… and the one night stand has become a kind of journey… And I have to thank you for that… the journey you took me was and is more than what I expected…” Damn his eyes and damn his silence … “This is not true life, you know it?” “I have lived every minute of our meeting in truthiness” was my answer… “Do you think you are capable of leaving everything behind and become a full time cumdump?” It is a question that somehow I knew it was coming… SO it was my time to wear my Poker face mask… “Full time cumdump for you or for someone else?” I asked hoping to avoid the answer. “Any…” “No… not for any… the way I connected with you I do not connect with anyone… My journey has to do with you… If it was not you I would be already back on the plane doing what I know best… be a man with a proper id, proper work, proper life, proper mask. But you see I am in the sauna getting fucked by anyone, getting slammed in double doses, and drinking lemonade. And all that because of you… Simple as that…” “For me you are still a cumdump …” “I know but the question is am I just another cumdump for you?” The silence again… maybe I took it too far… maybe I should have kept my mouth shut. But I didn’t … If I hadn’t taken all these chems probably I would have kept my tongue… but I was wired… maybe even tired from keeping everything in balance… his and mine as well… enough from silence … enough from poker face. “That is a good question which I do need to answer you.. after all I owe you at least this… and here is how I will find the answer… “ He drank one more zip from his coffee… You rememebr the guy who fucked you after the second double slam… I had my eyes shut with a piece of cloth so I couldn’t see him but I remembered that there was this guy with a really thick cock who came in me three times without even getting out from my hole.. yes… thick and hairy… “Yes, I remember the fucker…” “He is Bulgarian. He loves loading cumdumps and chem whores… he seems to be impressed by you . He keeps a motel with whores… male and female. Called Inferno… His customers are truckers, losers, junkies, homeless people… poz sluts… you name it… it is all there… He was impressed by your performance on the ping pong table… So he asked me to ask you if it is ok to hire you for a few days… he will provide all the chems all the cock.. everything a cumdump like you desires… “And what about you?” “No I am not included in the deal. You go there you are all alone… no safety net… from the moment you are there you will take all the loads… you will take all the slams.. isn’t what you any cumdump would have asked for?” “Do you want me to go?” “I would love to see you take everything and everyone but since I am not included I have to admit it is a bit weird… In any other case I would just feel relieved. I am not used to have a second person at my place or share my cumdumps the way I did the last days… So I need to take some distance and think… and see where I stand and see where you satnd and what lies ahead… “ “Fair enough…” I said and I had another zip from my lemonade. “If I go, am I going to see you again after all this Inferno thing?” “That is a question I am not able to give right now… when I share I share in my own terms… I am present to the scene… Now this is completely new thing. Let’s say that in someway I am excited by the idea but in some other way I am furious by the idea… I feel territorial and that makes me angry not towards you but towards me .. I am angry with my self. I overestimated my control abilities…” It was our first talk… our first real talk… our first real true talk. And we were both exhausted. “Ok tell me what’s the deal” “Ok the deal is that you go… It is your duty as a cumdump… a test to your limits… And while you are there I will test my limits. And see if your presence is important to me or you are just another slamming whore like the rest I can fuck in any sling…” “Fair enough” I said. I could see logic… and I could see a sadness behind this bargain. “Till then I need more cum in my ass” I continued… “let’s go and fuck some more… And there is some Tina for three more slams. I want you to slam when you are in me… look the janitor. He wants more of my ass. Let’s write on the blackboard that the 212 whore is looking for loads… and let’s spend the night like that… like the way we know … because after this night all will be changed… nothing will be the same… for better or for worse…. After Inferno nothing will be the same…” And yes the bulge under his towel started to grow again. My Viking was back to his old self. A hunter looking to recharge my hole… a slammer looking to feed my veins… yes my kind of guy… Inferno could wait… at least for one more night…

Not so much of a fantasy but something that's happened a few times: falling asleep in a sauna late at night, and waking up to find some guy is either trying to fuck me or has made it all the way in before I've woken up. Inevitably it's always bare, and if I wake up before he's in me, I pretend to be asleep until he's on his way to cumming. There are times when I deliberately choose a fairly public place in the sauna to fall asleep so I know there's a higher chance of this happening.

Chapter 3 I could feel that Mike’s cock hadn’t softened a bit. Maybe they’d given him Viagra, too? Without pulling out, he began to fuck me again, and this time I was able to put my arms around him as we kissed, and run my hands down his back, feel his ass muscles flexing as he drove inside me, urging him to thrust harder and faster. “You’re amazing,” I said in whisper. “No, you are. I knew you were the one, the minute I saw you,” Mike said. “Play with my balls, that’ll make me cum fast and hard.” I shivered with the intensity of our mutual desire, and felt a funny twinge behind my solar plexus. I worked my hand down between us, stroking and tickling his balls, reaching back to gently stroke his asshole, then teasing touches to the front of his dick as he pumped in and out of me. His huge, heavy balls began to tighten, and he started to drive his thrusts into me again. This time he covered my mouth with his, sticking his tongue inside my mouth to ravage me, just as his cock was ravaging my butt. He was still hitting that spot inside my butt, make me crave more and more of his hard cock, wanting more of his cum, no longer afraid. He broke off the kiss to shout to the room, “Ave libidinem, he is mine,” and like before, he gave three brutally hard thrusts, I felt his cock spasm, but this time my hands were free to grab his clenched butt and pull him so that his load would go deep inside of me. I came just as hard as I had a short while ago, and my response was driving Mike and his was driving me. He collapsed on top of me, again, his heart hammering. We shared a few lazy kisses, oblivious to the rest of the room, until the Father Scorpion said, “Show us the mixture, the blending of our charged seed and the Initiate’s blood.” Mike pulled out of me and I caught a glimpse of his cock, which was coated with a shiny, pinkish layer of what I assumed was his cum, the Acolyte’s cum and my blood. He stood and first showed his still rigid dick to our Father in Lust, who raised his fists and announced “The breeding has begun. Show your brothers the mixture of our contributions this night and the Initiate’s blood.” Mike turned towards our audience and was greeted by cheers and shouts of Ave libidinem and Fratres, in cupiditate. The Father commanded, “Initiate: prepare to clean his member with your mouth.” Member? Member of what? I didn’t get a chance to ask what that meant; Mike knelt over my face and brought his dick to my lips. I felt slightly queasy at the thought of licking and sucking his blood and semen covered cock, but I closed my eyes and thought about how this would please Mike. And judging from his gasps, he was more than pleased. Maybe he’d fuck me again when I was done. Once I’d finished, the Father directed “Now the rest of the Sons of the Scorpion will mate with the initiate, and mix our gifts and his blood. We will bring him into the light, he will burn with the flames of our lust!” I felt a pang of fear and looked to Mike. I opened my mouth, but before I could speak he said, “It’s our custom. All relationships are open within our brotherhood.” “But,” I started. “I’ll be right here. Just concentrate on me.” Then he moved closer and whispered, “It’ll get me really hot to watch you be fucked by my buddies.” I held on to that thought, that it would please Mike just as I had when I’d cleaned off his dick. First up was a tall, husky, muscular black guy. He had a build like a linebacker, and had already removed his loin cloth to reveal a huge dick, shorter than Mikes, but thicker. I gulped as he approached me, not sure what to expect. He kissed me, and murmured, “Mmmm…I can taste ass and balls and cum on your lips. Hot!” Then he pushed my legs to my chest, his head dipped and I felt his mouth on my anus. He was humming as he did it, thoroughly licking me clean, even driving his tongue up inside me. Then he was on his back, pulling my head down to suck his dick, pushing it into my throat until I gagged again. “Gotta train that throat,” he said, not letting up on the pressure. “Feels good to have your spit running down my dick.” Finally he let me go and I gasped for air and coughed. Then, he turned me around, put me on my hands and knees and shoved his dick inside me with one thrust. I screamed, and the room erupted into their chant as I was mercilessly pummeled by his immense dick and hard thrusts. Another guy – this one a smooth-skinned Latino sporting an even larger erection sat in front of me, his legs spread. “Suck me, don’t want to waste your mouth.” I moaned, then tried to take his dick in my mouth, but it was so think that I could barely manage the head. “Don’t want to suck me, is that it? Maybe you’ll like this better. Hey, Ike,” the Latino guy said, push him down when I’m in place.” The Latino guy turned on his stomach and positioned himself so that his ass was under my face. The Black guy, without stopping his thrusts pushed me flat, and made sure my face was buried in the Latino guys ass. He was more than musky – outright dirty – and I tried to pull my head away. “Get your face in there,” the Black guy growled. “You don’t suck dick, then you have to eat ass.” Forcing me to rim his brother seemed to push him over the edge; the Black guys thrusts seemed were violent now, as if he was trying to push me through the platform. Then he was howling “Ave libidinem, he has taken the first of my loads.” The first? I thought, horrified. He wouldn’t let up, kept fucking me until my ass throbbed. I thought Mike was amazing for shooting twice in a row. This guy came four or five times before he was ready to stop. Then the Latino guy flipped me on my back, raised my legs and drove into my already abused asshole. And another of his brothers – this one a smooth white guy with red hair and pubes – came to use my mouth for his pleasure. It went on for who knows how long; as soon as one guy had finished with my ass, the one who was at my mouth would fuck me, and another would take his place. I couldn’t be sure, but I thought I counted ten guys, each of whom came at least twice in my ass. By then I was exhausted, and hoping that my initiation – more like a marathon trial by fire was over. “You have done well, my sons,” the Father said. I was lying at his feet, curled up on my side. “He is now prepared for the final stage of his initiation.” Oh, God. Now what? I heard a rustle of fabric and looked up to see him shed his black robe and his loincloth. His dick wasn’t the largest I’d seen that night, but it had that huge ring through the tip shaped like a horseshoe, but with large ball bearings on each end. I knew what was coming next...

Part XIII One more minute till the door opened again. I downed the last of my drink I was holding, probably wrong thing to do. Way too many drinks again. It dawned on me then, slightly, that my poz bud didn't just have his hand on my ass, but it was actually down the back of my pants and he was gripping my bare ass cheek. My mind wouldn't focus on it with the amount I had been drinking, but I knew my cock was sure hard from his stories, the memories of him fucking my straight? ass and his hand on my bare ass. I could only barely stand and my head was on his shoulder. A few seconds left now and he leaned towards me more and planted a hot kiss on my mouth and I was too far gone to do anything but return it. We parted then as the count down to open started. 10-9. His hand was kneading my bare ass cheek now and a finger was caressing my crack too. 8-7 I could hardly concentrate as my head was starting to spin some. 6-5-4 Realized my damn cock was really leaking precum and hard as a rock. 3-2-1 The door was opening up. The first two guys out were buddies. I tried to grin as I shook their hands and asked how it went. They were saying hi to poz bud and telling me they had each got at least 3 loads in there. I asked how our neg bud was doing but neither knew for sure. Then one more buddy appeared and we were talking and laughing now and he said he was sure our neg bud had gotten at least 4 loads that he knew of and he had been one of them. We still had at least one pozzed buddy and the neg? buddy still in there and no sign of them yet. One of my buddies then noticed that our poz bud from the parade had his hand down the back of my pants. Ooops, forgot about that until he all at once laughed and pointed it out to all of us. He then wanted to know what the heck was going on? I could only stammer and glance at parade guy who was grinning too much to answer either. As I was trying to find the words to answer the new count down started till door closing. 10-9 again. My parade bud was kind of half dragging, half pushing me towards the door and I was trying to stand up more and get his hand out of my pants. 8-7 My friends were all laughing at me now and that hand still had ahold of my ass cheek. I did not want to go in that room, but wanted to at the same time out of curiosity only. 6-5 His hand finally came loose and his arm from around me. I felt myself falling as I was too dizzy to stand alone. 4-3 Two friends grabbed at me but I went down to the floor right in the doorway. 2-1 They were trying to close the door while my friends were trying to get ahold of me and pull me back and someone inside was trying to pull me in and a guy closing the door was trying to push me in and out of the way of the door.

PART 3 My visitor withdrew his finger and using one hand pulled my left butt outward. I felt a condom-covered dick at my opening, and it began applying pressure. My puckered hole resisted despite my trying to relax but did give way allowing the head of his dick to pop inside me. I gasped aloud at how spread my sphincter had become. This man had a big dick without a doubt. Two hands now spread my cheeks apart as more and more of his thick dick slid inside me. I was moaning and whimpering at the pain but refused to give up. He ignored me and continued to slide deeper and deeper inside me until at last I felt his bushy pubic region pressing into my cheeks that he now released. "Oh, yeah, man. That's fucking awesome," he said with excitement in his voice. I was proud of myself for not protesting any more than I had. "Damn, your ass is like a furnace, man. I mean it's like my dick is being roasted. We're going to have a helluva ride, man." And, with that, he began a slow retreat leaving me feeling empty. He slid out of my ass all the way but kept his dick positioned at my hole. He waited microseconds and began again to enter my ass that was more willing and had less pain. Four more times my visitor retreated and returned inside me with each time becoming more exciting and desirable by me. There was no more pain just the thrill and physical desire if not demand that I needed to feel him fucking me in long strokes with his big dick. To give him more of a hint other than my moans of desire, I began to tighten my sphincter on his way out of me and pushed my hands against the wall pushing me back onto his invading leviathan which now I had to have pounding me. He understood my contribution and began pumping his dick in and out of my ass in a slow but ever increasing speed that sent him almost to complete withdrawal and then direct deep inside me slapping his pelvis onto my butt cheeks. His hands on my hips held me firmly as his big dick began to pick up speed in his thrusts and reversals. After a couple of minutes, I was being jarred strongly as he slammed into my ass seemingly to me hitting a new place inside of me with each thrust. Air was coming in short gasps for me as I heard his own breathing rapidly increase with the increased speed of his fucking. He was now in sexual overdrive as his dick moved like a piston in my ass sending my nerve endings into matching overdrive for this beautiful fuck I was getting. "OH! FUCK! JESUS . . . MARY . . . AND . . . JOSEPH! DAMN!" I heard from behind me as he slammed his now swollen dick as deep into my ass as he could get it. His hands gripped my hips as if they were pneumatic pincers. Then, I felt a huge lump move through his dick spreading my sphincter a bit larger as the lump moved down his dick and finally out of it into the reserve of the condom. A second, third, and fourth large lump followed shortly after and then smaller lumps until there were no more. I was now trembling with excitement at having a fabulous fuck my first time at a bath house. My visitor visibly shook as he stood behind me still with his dick inserted in my ass. His breathing became more steady as did mine. We both were satisfied with what we had done and now relished in the afterglow of the awesome sex we had just experienced. His now deflating dick began to reverse itself and slide out of me for the last time. As he slowly pulled the head of his dick out of my hole, I felt a trickle of liquid run down onto my balls. He stepped backwards allowing me to slowly rise up off the bed. I turned and looked at his dick and fell immediately in lust with it. It was cut and had to be at least nine inches or more. He reached down rolling the condom off keeping it in his hand. "That, man, was a helluva ride. I've not ridden a talented ass like that in a long time," he said. "I'm here in Chicago until I leave Monday afternoon. I know I would really enjoy another fuck from you. I'm staying at City Suites and will be here every night. Especially if there are men like you who can fuck like you do," I said. "You have no idea how turned on I am right now. You are a super fucker." I looked at him closer, and his thinness was very apparent. I also noted a couple of port wine blemishes on his torso. How sexy they made him look. We stood looking at each other until he said, "You got yourself another fuck for sure, man. In fact, if you like to be fucked by the likes of men like me, I might be able to convince a few friends of mine to give you a fuck." I was stunned. The man was going to hunt up super fucks like he just gave me. What did I have to lose? My virginity? I laughed inside. "Deal," I said. "Do you have some paper and a pen? I'll give you my name and room number." "I'll get some," he said wrapping his towel around his skinny waist. "Be right back." Out the door he went closing it behind him. I sat there hoping indeed he would return which he did. I wrote my name, City Suites, and room number on the paper and returned the paper and pen. We hugged, winked at each other, and he left. I closed the door.

Fiber. Fiber. Fiber. No matter what your diet, you probably don't consume enough. Go to a drug store and look for fiber supplements (Metamucil is one brand). Pills, capsules or powders that you mix in water, doesn't matter which. You'll find fiber supplements in the drug store aisle with laxatives, motion-sickess pills, constipation and "gas" remedies. Another option is adding chia seeds to your diet. Search around on here for lots of threads on the benefits of chia seeds -- which in addition to having lots of fiber are packed with healthy antioxidants. You can get them in the health-food aisle of most grocery stores. If you increase the amount of fiber in your diet, digested food will move through you more efficiently, cleanly and thoroughly, so you can be sure you really are "empty" after a good bowel movement (and maybe a quick douche of the lower rectum). While I avoid a big meal in the hours before a fuck (or several fucks), I certainly don't starve myself. A boy's gotta keep his strength up, after all :-) About your second question... relax. You can't be always ready. There are threads here about that too. While spontaneous is fun, you sound like someone who really likes to be ready and prepared, so plan your fucks around when you're ready and prepared, or plan your preparations around your scheduled fucks. Either works, and tops who don't understand that bottoms aren't always ready on a moment's notice aren't worth the trouble. Hope this helps.

Sam was half-asleep when he bumped his head against the wall and woke up to find his body being crushed between a wall and another body behind him. Sam looked over his shoulder and met Kwame’s eyes with a smile. Kwame smiled back while continuing his deep hard pumping of cock in and out of Sam’s hole. Sam’s whole body kept on getting pushed hard against the wall in front of them and Sam placed both of his palms flat on the wall and pushed back as hard as he could to stop his head bumping on the wall. Kwame continued to slam his big black cock into Sam’s open boy pussy forcefully and their bodies crashed into each others making loud body slapping noise accompanied by both of their pleasure groans. After Jamal left, Kwame woke up Sam’s mother who tried to swallow Kwame’s big black cock while he helped her into her room. Kwame tried to wake up Sam as well but Sam was so high from drugs that even when when he opened his eyes, he wasn’t fully conscious. However Sam’s body obeyed his drug induced sexual desire and tried to guide Kwame’s big black cock into his hole constantly as Kwame picked him up and carried him to his room. Sam’s open boy pussy was filled to the max with Jamal’s cum and tina piss and as his hole opened up to swallow Kwame’s big black cock into his gut, it flowed out of him down his leg onto the floor making a big mess. Kwame carried Sam to the bathroom instead and put him in the tub under hot water. Sam kept on begging Kwame to fuck him more as he used his fingers to pry open and stretch his hole in front of Kwame. Kwame put one of his foot on Sam’s ass and pushed to keep Sam under the shower. Sam’s hungry body opened up and started to fuck himself on Kwame’s big toe. Kwame kicked Sam lightly as more of his toes went into Sam’s used up fuck hole. When Kwame pulled his foot out, nasty Tina piss gushed out of Sam’s hole but nothing dirty from Sam. Kwame got in the tub as well and slammed his cock into Sam with one push and pulled out fast and more piss escaped Sam’s hole. After few times, Sam’s tummy was flat and Kwame didn’t see any more dark yellow tina piss flow from Sam’s hole. Kwame turned the water off and lifted up Sam’s body and wrapped a big towel around both their bodies. Sam positioned himself to be impaled down on Kwame’s big black cock as they walked into Sam’s room. Kwame walked over to the desk first and sat down by the computer. Sam started to ride Kwame’s cock deep and slowly while Kwame contacted Jake for a video chat. Luckily Jake answered and Kwame moved the web cam around to show Jake the close up of Sam’s boy pussy taking his big black cock. [/size] K: I am breeding your brother’s sweet boy pussy…. J: Man, I thought he might be gay and now I know for sure. I wanted to wait til he was ready to tell me and I guess he was ready to do more than tell you. hah hah… K: Well, Jamal was the first one to find out. I don’t now how long they’ve been fucking around but I am sure it wasn’t their first time tonight. J: Damn… Jamal gets all the pussies even the boy ones… K: The man loves to fuck especially popping cherries. Sam, tell Jake when he popped your cherry. Sam continued his deep slow riding of Kwame while he started to speak in a dreamy tone about his first time with Jamal when he was 14 y.o. S: It was a hot summer night and we were all sleeping in our apartment naked as usual but I couldn’t fall asleep long after you guys did. I watched all your sexy god-like bodies and your huge man cocks and I wanted to taste, smell and feel them but I was too embarrassed about this gay desires to actually go for it. So instead I pulled on shorts and a jersey and decided to take a walk. I decided to take the stairs instead of elevator but when I opened the door to the stair well, I saw Jamal standing right in front of me with a towel around his waist which failed to cover his magnificent man cock as it stood semi-hard at 45 degree angle from his groin. He was smoking something and offered it to me but I was mesmerized by his black sex god-like cock. I said “Yes” to whatever he was offering it to me and immediately got on my knees at his feet and stuck my tongue out to lick the head of his cock. After first taste, I started to lick and suck more and more and Jamal grabbed the back of my head with one huge hand and he forced me to take more of his cock into my throat whenever he felt the need to until he fed me his entire cock down to the base and his huge low hanging ball sac hit me on the chin and down my neck as I buried my nose in his thick dark coarse curly pubic hair and filled my lung full of his man scent and a bit of smell from my mom’s pussy juice. Jamal started to fuck my face harder once he had me take the whole thing in my mouth. His balls hit my chin and my neck hard as he pulled my head on and off of the entire length of his cock. The sound of our bodies smashing into each other, wet slushing suction noise emitting from my throat, Jamal’s grunting and dirty talking and my own moans of pleasure from serving Jamal’s cock echoed and filled the staircase completely. Jamal shot a little bit of cum without slowing down his face fucking but once I got a taste of his cum as it streamed out of my open pussy mouth, I sucked him in harder and deeper in attempt to prolong the pleasure of my first taste of a cock. Jamal told me he liked how hungry I was for his black cock and continued to fuck my face for a while. We heard some kids on other floors hanging out smoking in the stairwell and commented on our hardcore sex noise. Some young boys cheered Jamal on to fuck the bitch harder as they got stoned listening to us. Few minutes later, a couple of young black boys appeared at the bottom of the stairs and saw Jamal fucking my face brutally. They were surprised to see that I wasn’t a woman and announced it loud to everyone. I heard them scream out their comments and more boys appeared on the stairs and some of them held their phone at us while they cursed me, a fucking faggot. Jamal started to slap me hard and wrapped his fingers around my neck and squeezed my throat shut around his cock. Our entourage started to get louder and eventually my black cock slut mom’s voice reached us as she yelled for Jamal and begged him to return and fuck her more. Jamal yanked my hair real hard and pushed me away to rush back to my mom. I sat on the cold cement floor while I tried to grasp what just happened as the spectators started to leave. Some of the boys talked nasty shit to me as they walked by and couple of them even spat on me. I ran back to my apartment and went straight to the bathroom and took a long hot shower before I joined you guys on bed naked to get some rest before the morning.

The music is loud… some techno shit… not good not bad… I try to look like I belong in this place… I do not know the language but who cares… I am not here for the talking. In fact the more anonymous the better… I am a traveler. I am staying in this city for three nights and I intend to make the best of it… The moment I arrived I went to the hotel, jumped in the shower, cleaned inside- out, wore my worn out fuck jeans, no under wear, took my poppers in hand… and here I am in a bar at the center of the gay neighbourhood drinking my beer and gathering my strength to go downstairs where I know is the darkroom… I am not invisible… I am tall 6.3 black hair, moustache, with the confidence of an Alpha Top … Well I used to .. in my old days… Alas… not any more… now I know what I am … I am a cumdump… the men who like to breed a real man cunt, sure they have a good time with me… but again some not… no big deal… that’s is life… and I am OK with it… I usually smile, I say “I do not fuck… I like to get fucked and I only do bareback…” And when I say it I smile so no hurt feelings… And most of the guys are Ok with that. So life goes on… And the path of my life brought me here in this seedy leather bar. I see people look at me try to figure out what is the story behind my Mediterranean poker face… But none approaches and I approach no one either. Second beer… The bartender takes the tip with the smile. Europeans do not tip bartenders. “The fun is downstairs” he said in English. “I know” was my answer. No more talk… I went back to my corner. A man around his 50’s was standing opposite of me. Tall maybe a bit taller than me… Beard… Stocky… Nordic… In leather. Intense eyes. He is drinking his beer slowly. Looking at me… I took the challenge and I returned back the glance with the same intensity. His eyes showed nothing. He was good… A silent hunter. That is OK with me… I can wait… I won’t make the first move. If there is any kind of invitation it has to be from his part. That is the rules of the game. And I was right. He approaches me first. “Boy I need to piss… come downstairs… Now!!!” Yeap, he read me right. I followed him downstairs… he took a turn right to one of the booths… waited in the open door. I came closer. He kissed me… He knew how to kiss… Not soft not hard, but with dominance… I felt the taste of the beer. He took my hand and put it at his open fly… Damn… uncut and thick … the way I like it… Not soft but not hard either… He didn’t touch my cock at all… put his hand under trying to find my hole… He found the target easily…. “I’d love to piss in your hole…” “Go for it…” was my answer…. “Let’s find the sling”… We went thru the dark corridors… Men in the basement were walking back and forth from one wall to the other like ghosts… Hunting… for the next pray… for the next cock… for the next ass… I read their minds… They knew I was his… and with his walk in front of me he left no doubts … I was his… There was the sling… unoccupied… Didn’t take me long to take my trousers off… put it on the sling and lay on it… Took his lube… spread it around my hole then all over his thick tool… I was hard… but he stil hadn’t touch my cock.. I was not given permission to touch it either … Took my poppers out….. Nice buzz… He took his too… and then I felt his cockhead pressing my spinster… “Ready boy?” I loved the way he pushed it in… It hurt a bit but it was a nice kind of pain. My eyes locked in his… “Here it comes…” he said and then I felt it… Warm piss in my hole… And his eyes still there locked in mine. And yes a slight smile. There was another buzz … Damn chem piss…. My favourite kind…. “I love chem piss… “ I heard my self whispering while he still kept steel in my ass… “You like slamming boy?” he asked. “I love slamming Sir, but I cannot handle the needle myself… “ I said… “Good… I love slamming my boys…. Do you want to be my boy for tonight BOY?” How sweet of him… he was still pissing in my ass and slowly started to slide his thick cock inside my sloppy ass… He looked like he cared.. “Yes, Sir.... I can be anything you want me to be…” was all I said. And I meant it. “Do you want to be my slam whore for tonight boy?” So strange hearing a man calling me “Boy”… and somehow I felt a kind of peace in me… “Yes, Sir! I trust you…” He started fucking me faster… “You like my dick?” he asked. “Love your dick Sir” I answered back and I meant it. “Do you like my piss in you?” soft voice… taunting me.. teasing me… “Yes, Sir although I make a mess”… “No worries… we are not done yet… I will deliver the deed first... and then some more… we are not in a hurry… Are you in a hurry?” he was fucking me slowly… but not in the way to breed… just the way to feel my wetness inside me… and take the pleasure I was giving him… “No Sir, I am not in a hurry… I am your boy for tonight…” He smiled… nice teeth…. I liked that he was not afraid to smile… Most Tops don’t smile… I guess part of the mask… I don’t complain. I wear my masks as well… but this time I was Ok… I felt safe being a cumdump in a sleazy bar offering my ass to a complete stranger, talking English in an equal heavy accent as mine… And I meant it... I was his boy for tonight… That was clear in my mind… “You know what I want right now?” he asked again with his smooth whisper… “What?” “ A nice slam!” “Here?” “Yessssss while I am fucking you… Do you trust me?” My logic said no… but fuck logic… I took another big sniff from the poppers and instead of an answered I offered him my arm… “Good boy… “ was all he said… From one of his pockets he took one point… without taking his cock off from my ass he found the vein and I felt a small prick… He was good… I knew I was in good hands… I saw how he registered the point, the slight draw back of the blood entering the needle and then he pushed it all in… “There you go boy… fly away…” I heard my self coughing a bit… and then the buzz came like a wave… an electric wave … like flying… I felt like a leaf… ready to surrender on the wind… yes I was moving but it was the motions of the fucking… “Yes… be my slam whore”…. And the fucking became more intense…. He started to speak in his own language… Norwegian maybe? I didn’t care… I was lost in space… I felt poppers in my nostrils… He ordered me to breathe… And then he took four big snorts… The real fucking started…. He was close… “Look at me whore” he demanded… I looked at him … he was so beautiful… and like an invisible mirror I saw I was beautiful in his eyes, as well… I was where I was born to be… In a sleazy bar getting fucked and slammed by a stranger…. “Ready for my poz load, Boy? Beg for my Poz load…. “ “Give me your Poz load” I said. “Louder!!!!” He screamed… “GIVE ME YOUR POZ LOAD” I heard my voice screaming… That was all he wanted to hear…. And he gave it to me… With a bark … Like a wolf… like a tortured demon, he unleased in full force his seed deep in me… The noise of the sling was our only music... and then there was nothing else but our breaths… the ship finally came to port after a fight with the storm… I felt his hands on my lips… I sucked his fingers… tasted his cum and piss and my ass juice… nice… then I felt his hand on my hair… gentle touch… so unexpected... so out of place... so right... “Thank you” he said… “Thank you “ I answered back… “Let’s get some water… We are not done yet… “ Then I knew he was a man of his words… I was his Boy for the night… And the night was not done yet…

Fucking HOT as SHT! Love to take all their raw cocks and cum in me!

1981Virginia, I love all your stories and they are one of the prime drivers of my own stories.

Hot story! I had fun with it and hope there is chapter 2 very soon.

Will he ever go home to his wife? Will he move in with his parade bud? Will he not go to the ER this time? All great possibilities.

Nice cock and load. Loves that he is going commando in those torn/shredded jeans.

Great story, such an exquisite twisted mind. Out of the fire into the Inferno.

last week horny on my way home from work. posted on cl for an ass in the air bottom. got a pretty quick response, went to the guys place. older than me, but hot bod and great ass. was expecting a quick pump and dump but his ass was so good I had to fuck it in as many positions as I could. finished in missionary sliding all the way in and out of his tight sphincter. came loud and hard and he was grateful for the load. need to hit him up again soon...

Nick stands in front of me caressing my cheek as Josh continues holding me in his lap. It's a strange twist to this horrific experience but I have to let go, I cannot fight any longer! I have nothing left, I've been beaten, bloodied, bruised, and battered, and I'm certain they have taken their toll on my looks, and who knows what my hair even looks like at this point! With his arms wrapped around me and his hands in my lap gently caressing my cock Josh nips at my earlobe saying "Just relax and listen, we mean you no harm." I look up at Nick and ask why this room looks the way it looks. Nick lifts my chin, looking me in the eye saying "son, it's a reminder of where you came from so that you never return there." Giving him a confused and bewildered expression I say "How would you know where I came from?" "I suppose the best way to answer that is by telling you where I came from" Nick replies. It's getting harder and harder to concentrate on Nicks words as Josh continues playing with my cock, he's inside my jock strap now and as his thumb nail finds its way into my piss slit I can't help but let a moan escape. It feels so good to feel good for a change. I've completely lost my mind because I'm sitting here letting a man that has sex with his father and brother get me off and I'm enjoying it. As the thought crosses my mind Nick looks at Josh and growls "Enough" and slaps his hand away from my cock at the same time very effectively giving my cock and balls a painful blow that doubles me over. Great, we're back to the abuse I think as I feel like throwing up from the punch to the balls. Josh gathers me back in his arms kissing my cheek and neck whispering "sorry baby". The minute those words leave Josh's mouth Adam steps forward grabbing the spiked paddle off the dresser top a sending me a look that leaves chills on every inch of my body. "I'm going to fucking" are the only words Adam has a chance to get out as Nick snaps his fingers Adam immediately falls to the floor kneeling besides his father who begins petting his head. "If you two are done with your spectacle, it's time to begin. As I said we will let this man know how we know where he comes from by telling him where we come from. I think he will be more than thrilled to know how nicely he fits in with our little family."

Not so much a fantasy for me as I have had it happen to me lotsa times mostly on purpose ! For me its soooo hot not knowin who or what has been fuckin n loadin me cum n piss hungry hole ! The best place is to be tied in a sling or over the fuck bench blindfolded or out of it so I absolutely hare no control of what happens

i don't know how i missed this story when it was originally posted, but i am so glad you brought it back Hamser - the narrator captures perfectly the contradiction of the true cum-dump. at the same time a worthless, less than human, vile and contemptible receptacle for all cock no matter if it is big or small, young or old, misshapen, diseased, toxic and all loads but also a servant to a calling that fills the needs of so many men, rising to this service by performing acts that would break lesser mortals. After a long, grueling weekend a top once put his arm around me and pointed at several of the other tops who had shared in using me that weekend and said, "don't ever be ashamed of what you are, none of those men could ever have done what you did this weekend - they wouldn't have lasted even half as long." that was a revelation to me and let me see myself in a new light. thanks for writing and sharing this story with us.

Take it faggot. Love when they say that to me.

To each of you who have indicated that you liked a posting of mine, I just found out that if I write a note to someone and delete that copy on my end the copy sent also disappears. If I am in error on this, I would appreciate being corrected. When someone takes the time to write to me or to indicate that they like something that I have posted, I always respond. It is courteous to do so for my part. So, if you have not received a response from me for either a message or a "like" that you made, do understand that I did respond but inadvertently deleted my message of gratitude to you. It may take me a few days as I do not always log onto this site daily, but I will respond. So, I have this now off my mind and return in my next post the following part of this tale. Bill PART 5 I cooled down on my walk back to my room. I must have had a look of divine decadence on my face as it seemed a number of men were smiling at me as others looked away quickly. All I knew was I was having fun. I rounded a corner and several men were standing around in my hallway. I worked my way through them, opened my door, went inside, and closed it. I indeed was happy. I calmed myself and decided to go for another quick walk. Out the door I went. On my way back to my room, I noticed it was close to 1:30. I still had about four and a half hours more fun time left. I was glancing around and realized that there were no other men in sight which I thought very odd. Then, I rounded a corner not looking where I was headed and ran into what felt like a reinforced concrete wall. I found I had walked into a tall black man. He had to be six and a half feet tall and built with muscles all over. When I had run into him, his arms wrapped around me keeping me from bouncing off him and hitting the floor. He was well over two hundred pounds and indeed as I inspected him so closely most definitely black in colour. There was a beautiful sheen to him. The last of my realizations was that he was wearing a lot of leather clothes: cap, harness, chaps, arm bands, jock, and boots. "Not so fast, white boy," he almost whispered in my ear with a deep basso voice that instantly mesmerized me. "You don't need to run away from me. Or were you running to me?" He grinned revealing beautiful white teeth that so contrasted with his dark skin. His voice and his eyes were transfixed on mine holding me in rapt attention to him. I didn't move. "You've been a busy boy tonight I hear," he continued with his soothing and intoxicating whisper of a voice. "Three whities that don't know how to treat a boy like you. What you need, white boy, is a real man that can knock you off your feet. Show you what to do so you can appreciate a real man . . . a real man like me. Would you like that white boy? Would you want me to show you?" he hypnotically said to me as I lost all sense of time and place. His words kept echoing in my brain and swirling around inside me as I breathed in deeply his smell. I moved my head closer to him and inhaled his aroma. It was earth shattering to me. It was like no other aroma that I had ever experienced. My eyelids sagged a little as I shook my head yes. He held onto me taking a couple of steps backward turning as he did. He lifted me up off the floor and walked us into a room using a foot to close the door behind us. He set me down on the floor but kept his arms around me. We had not lost eye contact since I had run into him. He slowly bent his face down to mine and gently pressed his lips to mine. I let him kiss me and as we were kissing I felt a huge uplifting awakening within me and slowly began to kiss back. We continued until he finally parted his lips and probed my lips for an opening. I accepted his invitation and parted my own lips allowing his massive and commanding tongue to insert itself into my mouth where I lavished it with attention. This was a man I had to know. A part of my brain was screaming to get away but the other part rejected the idea to flee. This was a first for me: kissing a black man. I had never given it any thought but now confronted with the reality of kissing a black man overwhelmed my senses. Kissing this black man felt so right as if I had been born for such. As my emotions kicked in and my heart began to palpitate from excitement, a deep seated hunger longing to be fed overcame me. My defences were rendered neutral as all the heartache from my three failed relationships fled from me. The massive arms that were wrapped around me released me as the tongue which I had been worshiping was withdrawn from my mouth. The fabulous smile appeared on his face again as he took hold of my left knee raising it and moving it before setting my bare foot down on the edge of the bed. He wrapped his left arm around my shoulder spreading his fingers wide on my back as his right hand dipped down and went through my parted thighs where his middle finger found my puckered hole. He balanced me as he stuffed his middle finger in my ass causing my eyes to roll upwards as I let out a moan of complete submission. Several minutes passed as this giant black man fingered my hole sending me into a euphoric state. I heard his rich hypnotically inviting basso voice gently command me to sit and relax. He released me from his left arm moving with me as I cautiously set my foot on the floor and sat down with his big middle finger still inserted in my ass. My eyes fluttered as my breathing came heavier. My head began to spin as I moaned gently my contentedness. His mighty finger began working itself inside my ass making me to lie backwards across the bed lifting my feet to rest on the edge. Frequent sharp signals of slight pain were felt as he still managed to massage my insides.

PART 4 I settled down a bit, finally wrapped my towel around my waist, opened the door, and went for a walk again. I noticed that there were several men standing in the hall outside my room. I nodded and smiled to them as I left. I roamed the building again ending up in the basement where I went into the steam room. It was huge and had a number of men in it already. I moved carefully through the hot mist until I found myself at the back of the room. I stood by myself and looked around. Several men looked hot to me. Then, out of the steam came a man a little shorter than me. I had to look closer and thought he was a few years older. I had caught his eye I could tell by the way he kept cruising me. When there was room, he sat on the bench and began slowly playing with himself. He had a nice cut dick of about 7 inches. He did so for a couple of minutes as my own dick began to rise. He motioned for me to come over. He nodded his head toward his now growing dick. I sucked in the moist air, looked around, and calmly walked over to him. As I approached, he stood up stepped up on the bench. I reached up grasping his balls, looked him in the eyes, he smiled at me, and I bent over putting his dick into my mouth where I began feasting on it. His dick after a few mouth strokes was fully erect by then. He gently held my head and stroked my head as I paid homage to his dick. It tasted so good. He began to moan his approval of my technique as I applied all my skills to sucking his dick. I rolled his balls around in his sac as I used my mouth to lead his dick to a final destination of spitting a load of his cum into my mouth to savour. We spent several minutes sharing each other and moved toward a finale. We had been engaged in a blow job for about five minutes when I found my ass being played with. I quickly pulled off his dick and turned around sharply to confront whoever it was trying to horn in. "No, no, my friend. It's okay. It's my other half; my partner. We share men. I hope you don't mind," the man on the bench said hastily. I looked at the man on the bench and then at his partner. What the hell. I smiled and said, "Sorry. I didn't know." I turned myself back to my dick waiting for me and once more slid it into my mouth where I began sucking once more. My butt felt two hands spreading them open and once more a wild and wonderful tongue began to rim me. I moaned. "Charlie's been here," I heard him say as I sucked more on the dick in front of me. "You up for another load?" I thought nothing of the phrasing and without taking my mouth off the dick in front of me I gave consent. I heard a cough to my left but couldn't see who it was. The partner was rubbing his finger all around and in my ass while I continued to bob up and down on the standing partner's dick. I was determined to get him to shoot his load. I felt pressure at my hole again and adjusted myself for a better position to suck while being fucked. The partner didn't do a good job of lubing up as his dick caught a couple of times from the lack of lube. But, he finally got inside me. It felt nice. And, then, the fucking began. This dick wasn't as big as my first visitor but it was nice. He wasted no time in reaching a higher speed of fucking. He gripped my hips as he pounded me good and steady. I thought back to my home and where I had been dumped for the third time. Those guys didn't know anything. None of them had fucked me like these two men had. My ass was singing with joy at how it felt from these two men. These were men and they knew how to fuck. I re-focused on the cock I was sucking and increased my effort. "DAMN!" I heard behind me as the partner slammed into my ass holding himself. I knew he was in the throes of shooting his load into his condom, but I continued on sucking as the partner finished his own cum load. "Fuck that was hot! You ready? I'm outta him." With that, he unceremoniously pulled his dick out of my ass stepping away. The man on the bench grabbed my head and pulled me off his dick. He dropped onto the floor moving behind me saying, "You don't mind, do you?" I didn't get a chance to respond as he bent me over turning me toward his partner who shoved his dick in my mouth where I began sucking him. The partner behind me was fumbling with his condom and finally slid in my ass sighing as he did so. He revved up to full speed in no time pounding my ass for all he was worth. In no time, his dick was shoved deep inside me and he was gasping for air as he shot his load of cum. The two of us finished--him shooting his load of cum and me cleaning his partner's cock--at the same time. We three hugged and kissed. The two of them wandered off as I stayed a bit longer but finally decided it was too hot and went back to my room.

Had quite a fun time over the weekend as a FB i had met on a4a wanted me to do a 3way with his pal...well they had a lil in more in mind . after i got to the hotel i was stripped down and told to drop to my knees. Ilike this take charge kind of atitude and was then grabbed by the head and began to forcefully service their dicks. after they got wet enough i bent over the bed where they took turn plowing me face down ass up until the loaded me with their seed. but that was just the beginning. The plugged me up and my fb then told me he had posted ads to have me a a party bottom for anyone who wanted a go. Was a steady stream of dudes in and out of the room and eventually the bed was broken! All in All there wa 15 deposits made. Cant wait to do it again. hit me up if you'd want with me. OINK!

So I met up with a trans woman today with a fantastic 8 inch long and very thick rock hard cock... she fucked me raw and bred me no less than 3 times in in over and hour of incredible fucking.... I have RARELY been fucked harder or better. I am sore and full in the best way possible

It was Josh's second week home from college for summer vacation, his parents had left for a long weekend, leaving Josh at home on his own, as he had already started his summer job. Most of his friends were not home yet so Josh was wondering around the house naked. It was kind of hot being naked at home, he had gotten used to hanging out naked in his dorm room at college, but wondering around naked at home was kind of kinky and made him hornier than normal. He had found beer in the fridge so he was working on his second one and absentmindedly stroking his cock. He had discovered (well actually finally admitted to himself) that he was gay his freshman year thanks to his roommate (but that is s different story). Unfortunately his roommate had transferred to a different college after freshman year. As Josh went to a small college in a small town he had not been able to find any other guys on campus willing to fool around. It had clearly been pure luck that he and Zach had been paired up as roommates that first year. So he was horny for most of his sophomore year jerking off by himself to online porn. Until he found an ad for phone sex lines. Not as good as sex with his roommate, but he found it hotter to talk with guys on the phone than watching porn. Porn was the same every time you watched it while the phone line was different every time, different guys, into different things, most importantly it was interactive. He and Zach had been pretty vanilla, just your basic horny 18 year olds, sucking and fucking. Although there had been a LOT of sucking and fucking. But you could explore a lot different activities on the phone. Josh had started off just talking about sucking and fucking, but soon with the safety of it just being on the phone - not "real" he was soon talking about anonymous sex, groups, barebacking, even a little bondage... and once in awhile he talked with older guys who were into younger. Every call was different, and that excited him. So there he was a little buzzed, naked, horny, and home alone. So he went to his room to get his phone. It would be hot to spread out naked on the living room rug and jerk off while talking dirty with someone. But damn, when he found his phone he realized that he had forgotten to recharge it last night and it was down to 10% of the battery. He plugged it in, and with the the cord he could almost reach the bed, but he had been turned on by the thought of jerking off in the formal living room. Then he remembered that the phone line was "free with only regular long distance charges" and as his parents had an unlimited national plan it would not show up on the phone bill so he could use his parents phone and they would never know. He went downstairs, his cock rock hard jutting straight out of his pubes, and grabbed the cordless phone and went into the living room. There were two different lines that Josh called, and he had both numbers memorized, and just instinctively dialed one. He ended up calling the one that that saved your outgoing message. He was thinking about what type of message he would record when he got to the portion of the menu when he got the recording "press 1 to reuse your existing outgoing message, press 2 to hear your existing outgoing message, or press 3 to record a new message". He was about to press three when he stopped. What prerecorded message? He had never called the line from this phone before.... Did the phone company somehow know that his cell phone was tied to his parents land line somehow? That would just be way to creepy, So, curious, he pressed 2. He was stunned when he heard his father's voice: " Hey guys. Married dad here. Wife is out and I am home alone. I've been" Josh's thumb just automatically hit the disconnect button. He stared at the phone, and then not really realizing what he was doing redialed and hit the 2 again " Hey guys. Married dad here. Wife is out and I am home alone. I've been happily married and "straight" for a long time until last summer when suddenly I remembered how much I liked fucking around with guys when I was younger. It's my son, that got me thinking about it. He's in college now and has developed this smoking hot body - I noticed it when he was home last summer when he would be out by the pool. Damn--- he has a sweet smooth tight body and if anything over the last year he has gotten hotter. He gets home for the summer next week and I can't wait to see him getting out of the pool dripping wet again. He wears kind of baggy swim trunks, and you should see how his wet suit clings to his perfect round ass and fuck.... in the front the suit just clings to his cock and balls - I mean even coming out of the pool he looks like he has a huge cock. Fuck, He just drove me crazy last summer.... I started to wonder what his cock tastes like? .... What his cum tastes like?... What his ass would taste like? .... What his ass would feel like on my cock?..... Do you think his ass would feel as good on my raw cock as his mother's pussy did when she was that age? And I've been thinking about what would it be like to see him on his knees sucking my cock, swallowing the same cum that made him. Any of you other guys feel that way about your son? Any of you young guys think that way about your dad? How do you feel about it? How the fuck do you deal with those urges? ....... Damn you should see how hard my big dick is right now just talking about this. Hit me up with a message guys - I really need to blow a load" FUCK!!!!! Josh's cock was rock hard. He hadn't realized that he had been stroking his cock while listening to his dad's message. Josh looked down at his hand stroking his dick. Fuck!! what was he doing?..... he took his hand off his dick and clicked off the phone and and dropped it on the sofa as it were a hot burning lump of coal. He fled the living room, He tried to forget it...... Went to get another beer.... No - this was more of a scotch problem. So he went into his dad's study and poured a stiff shot of single malt .... It didn't help. His cock was still sticking straight out from the tangle of blond pubes and there was a long line of precum leaking out of his piss slit. He absentmindedly started stroking his cock using all that precum for lube, fuck that felt good. SHIT, what the FUCK was he doing?!?!? He took his hand off of his dick. He went to put the cordless phone back in its charger, but the second he picked it up he just instinctually dialed the number again, hit 2 and listed to his fathers voice leaving that outgoing message again, stroking his cock. As he listened, he looked down, "ya dad, I guess I do have a big dick don't I?" As soon as the message was over he hung up. Went back into the study and poured himself another scotch, a bit stronger this time, wandering around his dad's study, he sat down in the big desk chair, damn the black leather did feel good on his naked skin. He picked up a framed photo on his dads desk. Just one of those candid shots his mom liked to take. It was from last summer, while his dad had been out was cooking at the grill. His dad was wearing a t-shirt and shorts - Josh was in his wet swim suit showing off the beginning of tan on his lean, smooth, hairless chest, with just a hint of a treasure tail poking out of the waistband. They both had their arms on each others shoulders and they both had big happy grins. His dad did have a good build for a guy his age. Fuck! Josh had thought it just a nice photo before now.... now?... why? ... what?.....Why was this the photo his dad had on his desk where he would see it every day. He left the room. He found himself back in the living room staring at the phone and he noticed he still had that photo in his hand. He finished the scotch and then reached down and picked up the phone again and dialed, and started stoking his cock, looking at the photo as he again hit "2." This time when the message was over he didn't hang up, he just hit 2 again and kept stroking his cock, looking at the picture of him and his dad. "You should see how his wet suit clings to his perfect round ass and fuck.... in the front the suit just clings to his cock" His free flowing precum was making his cock really slippery. "Do you think his ass would feel as good on my raw cock as his mother's pussy did when she was that age?" Not realizing what he was doing his started to finger his ass. Damn that felt good.... he hadn't had a cock in his ass for a year, not since his roommate had fucked him their last night together freshman year. He hit 2 again..."I started to wonder what his cock tastes like?" He stuck two fingers in his mouth getting them wet.... "What his cum tastes like?" He hit two again, he has his two spit coated fingers all the way up his ass now, milking his prostate "Do you think his ass would feel as good on my raw cock as his mother's pussy did when she was that age?" He blew a huge load of cum all over himself. He hung up and looked at the pool of cum on his flat smooth stomach. Then he took his finger and scooped some of it up and ate it. He had never tasted his own cum before - had never been curious about it before, but after listening to his fathers message he wanted to know, what did his cum taste like? Nice! He liked it. He slowly scooped up the rest, enjoying the sensation of eating his own cum. Fuck, he wondered, "what would his fathers cum would taste like?" he thought as he slowly pulled his fingers out of his ass.

A little while ago, spend an hour and a half with this bbc guy I play with regularly. We injected some cum into my ass with a turkey Baster. We got to fucking and he came a total of about 4-5 times. By the time he was done with my ass, it was leaking quite a bit of his nut. Took pictures, maybe post them later.

This one of the first stories I've read where anyone has described "the darkness" as he put it. Years ago when I used to fight the virus, I would feel it trying to communicate with me. It would give me ideas and visions of breeding ass. Hes right about it needing to move on from us. It needs us to be willing partners in its quest. Once I stopped fighting and bonded with the virus. I gained the ability to practically sniff out neg ass.There is absolutely nothing more intense the nutting deep inside a neg guys hole. Especially if you're stealthing him. Absolutely pure heaven!

Should We just post all of Mungo's videos, cause they are all hot. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=hHp1u-G410-

Back again, Finally. Sorry for the long wait. Life can do that to you. Double Daddy Dick for Justin Thursday night I got a call from Justin asking if he and Tom could come over again for some more fucking. “So, changed your mind about taking poz cock and cum?” I asked him. “Yes Sir. Talking with Tom has really helped me to overcome the fear of being Poz. I met up with Tom and his roommate Rob last night and did something I wanted to try.” “What was that?” I asked him “I had Rob and Tom fuck me at the same time. I was wondering if it would be ok to do the same when we come over this weekend. But I know I can’t take both of your daddy cocks in me, so could I take yours and Tom’s at the same time?” “Sure, as long as both of us get to load your ass up so you can get our bug, you can take it however you want.” I told him. We finished up our conversation by setting up a time to all meet up. I gave Justin a few minutes to call Tom and tell him the plans then I called him. “Hi Dad” Tom said as he answered his phone. “Good Evening Son; heard you boys were busy adding a few more loads to Justin last night.” “Yes Sir. He wanted to try getting double penetrated, and who were we to refuse a cumslut’s request? But he still doesn’t know that Rob and I are also Poz, and we got it from you.” “Good. Maybe you will need to get sick soon so that you can give him more with him knowing.” “Sounds like a plan. Sorry to cut it short dad, but got a paper due. I’ll see you both Saturday to help get more cum into Justin. Maybe after this weekend, he will be getting sick with the flu.” “Ok, do your schoolwork, and you and rob have a good night. See you this weekend. I have a few plans for Justin that will definitely help him get our family bug into his system.” Saturday arrived, and right on time the boys arrived at our place. I was in just a pair of shorts and Dave was naked on the bed waiting for the boys to arrive and get the fucking going. “Come on in.” I said as I opened the door, “Dave is waiting for us in the bedroom.” The boys quickly shed their clothes and soon we were all in the bed kissing and fondling each other getting ready for the breedings. Dave was lying on the bottom of the pile, Justin working on getting his cock nice and spit-soaked for him to ride. I had stopped off on the way to the bedroom and placed the hard bristle toothbrush on the bed near Justin’s feet. Tom looked at it and smiled. He dove in and began to eat Justin’s hole, working his spit in with his tongue and opening the pucker up for the fuck. Soon, Justin moved off Dave’s cock and looked like he was about sit slide down onto it. “Before you get that cock in your ass,” I said, “are you sure you want to become a poz boy of mine and Dave’s? “ “Yes, I know now that I am meant to become a poz cumdump, and I want you two to be my poz Daddies. “ “Then before you take that cock, there is something else I want to put into you to help you with your conversion. But once this goes in, there is no chance of you becoming Poz, you will be Poz. We have used this before, and every one of them became poz that day.” “Yes Daddy, Please use that brush on me. Make today the day that I am converted to your poz boy.” I sild the brush into Justin and began to scrub the inside of his ass vigorously with the stiff bristles. He winced in pain slightly, but took it quite well. When I finally removed the brush the bristles were not a pale pink, but a bright deep red, he was definitely getting our poz swimmers into his blood stream today. “How about you Tom? You want to join us today as well?” “Yes please Sir. Use that brush on me too. Make me your poz son.” Tom said. I brushed his inside, not as vigorously as Justin, but enough to make Justin think I had. With both boys brushed, I told Justin to get that cock in him. He gladly slid down onto Dave, and then bent over to kiss Dave and let tom enter him as well. As Tom slid in, Justin let out a groan of pain, I am sure that he was taking more than he had with Rob and Tom into his ass. But he didn’t tell them to stop, or pull out so I knew he really wanted it. Once Tom was fully inside, I moved behind him and slid my cock into Tom. With all of us joined, the fucking began, and the noises of sex filled the room: moans from the two getting fucked, and the slap of balls from those of us fucking. Far too soon I felt my load about to shoot; maybe it was knowing that Justin was finally going to become one of our boys after months of him being afraid to even meet us.

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

True, totally true from this afternoon. Although it's a rainy nasty day in DFW, I enjoyed a great lunch time. I met Luis, a married Hispanic guy, through an online advertisement. He is a drywall guy and works on new-house construction. I've sucked him off several times at one house or another on which he is working, usually getting together at lunch time, when the other members of his crew at lunch. Luis is a really nice, 5'9" or so, and about 165 pounds, and is always quite nice to me. For example, he gently runs his hands through my hair while I am sucking his big fat uncut chorizo. He is hung nicely and has a profusion of pubic hair, and as I love hairy dick, it's a real pleasure to drain him. He texted me this afternoon and asked me where I was. I replied, giving him my location and, like winning the lottery, he was less than a mile away. I went to his job site, a large, almost-completed house, and parked. There were several men around, all Mexican construction guys - my absolute favorite lunch time treat. Luis came out and said something to three of them and they all went off around the end of the house. I thought he had sent them away so I followed him upstairs. "I need this bad man. My old lady hasn't been in the mood lately, and jackin' off just don't do it for me. Know what I mean?" he asked. I agreed with him and groped his growing bulge. He undid his pants and, just as I expected he was commando. And, fuck those pubes - those wiry, thick black pubes enticed me. Luis sat on the bathroom counter, I sat on the toilet, he kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants, spread his legs and I dove in to that fragrant forest. As I am writing this, I can still smell his scent on my mouth and nose and the front of my shirt. Anyhow, I sucked him and tasted the little bit of cheese under his foreskin. I was lost in the blowjob when I realized we weren't alone. Luis' three co-workers came in to the bathroom, each guy stroking his cock, as two of the guys urged me into a crouching position, which enabled them to pull down my pants, even as I kept Luis' dick in my mouth. At one point I tried to take measure of the situation, which required that I let go of Luis's cock, but he wouldn't hear anything of it: he held my head in a lock-hold, his dick lodged in my throat. This was a new side of Luis: I had never known him before to take a dominant position. Still, he urged me on, saying "Just go with it, Papi. You're gonna love this shit." So I did. The guys got my pants down and two of them felt me up and one spat on my hole, then the next guy, then the last. Luis then pulled me off his cock for a minute and fed me someone else's somewhat larger, uncut, very pungent, rock hard cock. "Get it wet, bitch." was all I heard. And I did, and soon enough it was sloppy. About then I felt one of the men eating my ass, but only for a minute, when Luis thrust his co-worker aside, and presented himself for my attention. Meanwhile the large, uncut cock pushed into my hole really slowly. It hurt, but I relaxed and pushed back and in no time he was slowly fucking me all the way in. As he did so, I could hear him mumbling in Spanish and grunting. It felt awesome and I groaned and sucked Luis all the harder. I could see the other two stroking their big cocks and in just a few minutes the youngest of the three, who looked around 25 or so, stroked, groaned and stepped up and shot his load all over Luis' cock which I was still sucking. Naturally I ate all his cum and then felt the guy in my ass push forward to the balls and groan. It felt like a hose in my ass and he unloaded. Luis pulled out and got behind me and fucked me like a mad man while I sucked off the other guy. Wen Luis started to unload in yy ass he grunted loudly and held me against his crotch as his cock twitched in my hole. The guy I was blowing unloaded with a bitter load and giggled. I came all over my leg and foot. I have never been so turned on in my life. Almost 40 years of sucking cock and getting fucked, this was the absolute best sex day of my entire life. The guys all sort of patted me on the ass and talked to Luis. He said they had really enjoyed it and hoped I would come back for lunch again. I will definitely do it and hoping that next time I can get some better pics.

Aaaaaand we're back: I called Luis today and he said they were finishing up in a condo complex. An hour later I was down on all fours with four Mexicans lined up to get sucked while good old Luis slipped his meat in my hole. I swear I love that man's cock more than anyone. He just has this way of being balls deep and moving just his hips; and since its fairly thick, it just rubs my prostate like nothing else. He also likes to get up on my back and talk shit in my ear and holds on around my chest while he fucks me. I got three mouthfuls before Luis filled up my butt and he said something in Spanish to the last guy in line and he came around and boned me with a nice uncut cock. Nothing like Luis' dick, but its pretty nice and long. One of the other guys Id already sucked came back for more and while the guy in my hole did his thing I sucked the other guys again. Guy in the hole got off and guy in the mouth gave me his second load of the day. Something about Hispanic men I just love - the thick pubes and nearly all of them are uncut. Bless their parents. My only regret was that I didn't get a mouthful of Luis' cum too.

An update - met up with Luis and his boys yesterday in a new townhouse development where they are back doing some repair work on a new model home. The condo was deserted except for Luis and two of his crew, Daniel and Rafie. He welcomed me in and gave me the tour ending up in the master bath. The AC was pumping and it was nice and cool and I groped his cock and in no time we were all out of our clothes and I was on my knees sucking off Luis and the boys one after the other. I got the youngest one, Rafie in my ass almost immediately. I love having only spit as lube and his cock while pretty long wasn't very thick and paved the way for the other two. I got his load pretty fast and Luis pulled out of my mouth and mounted my butt while I sucked off Daniel who has a very thick cock. I remembered him from the ass fucking I got the last time. Luis was kind of quick on the trigger and filled me up and Daniel pushed that big fucker up my chute and you could hear the cum squishing out and I felt it splash on the floor. I took Luis back in my mouth and licked his balls while Daniel pumped me for a few minutes before grunting like a dog and filling up my hole. I was completely taken aback that while Daniel was fucking me Rafie got under me and sucked my dick! BONUS! I let him keep sucking me while I licked Luis' balls and pretty soon I fed him a load too. I fucking love lunchtimes like this. If the housing boom keeps on this could go on for years.... I hope. Three loads in my ass and I fed one.. not a bad day.

Justin Converts to a Cumwhore A few days after we had met up, I got a call from Justin. “Hey buddy, what’s up?” I asked him “Not much, just been thinking on what we did the other day.” “Yea? What kind of thinking?” “How much I really enjoyed it, and the fact that I want to keep doing it. I really want to take more poz cock and cum, it’s become like a craving to me.” “I know how you feel buddy, I always want cock and cum in my hole. You going to meet up with Ryan and Dave and let them Poz you up?” “Yea, that is why I was calling you. Wondered if you wanted to go with me again. Think I want to try two cocks, but can’t take both of theirs. Was thinking I could take yours and one of theirs.” “I’d be up for that. When were you thinking of meeting up with them again?” “Well, it would have to be over the weekend, as have classes and other shit to deal with.” “Yea, understand that. If you don’t want to wait till then, you can come up here and let Rob and I fuck you. Our cocks are about the same size, so not as big as the daddy cocks.” “I think I could take a little time for that one night this week. When you guys free?” “Right now, any time after 6. Only have weight training practices till after Thanksgiving holiday.” “Cool, think I could come up tomorrow night?” “Yea, we can do that. See you tomorrow Buddy. Just text me and I will meet you and bring you onto campus.” “Great! See you tomorrow and look forward to meeting Rob.” We hung up, and I let rob know that night that Justin was coming over the next night, and that we had to play at being Neg boys even though he wanted Poz cock and cum since he didn’t know about me yet. The next evening as we were walking back to the dorm after weights, I got the text from Justin that he was near campus and where should we meet. I had him wait at the corner he was on and Rob and I jogged over to meet him. Rob let out a low Whistle when he spotted Justin. “Too bad we can’t let him know he is getting Poz loads from us, even if he will be family.” “Yea,” I replied “wait till you slide into him, it is an ass made to be a cumdump.” When we finally got to him, I introduced Justin to Rob, and suggested we head over to the dorm for a bit of fun. On the short walk over, we made small talk, and got to eye each other and start our inner fantasies of how the night would go. Once we were inside, we all fell onto the bed and began to make out with each other as we stripped off clothes. Finally naked, Rob and I began to work over Justin and get him ready to take our bare cocks. I spread his legs and began to rim his tight pucker, getting it lose and slick with my spit for the fucking. Rob kissed Justin and began to play with his cock. After a few minutes, I moved up to his cock and Rob replaced me eating Justin’s ass. The boy was really enjoying our oral skills, but soon he pushed both of us away. “Though I love how your mouths feel, I came here to get both your cocks in my ass, and I really need to get fucked! I need to feel bare cocks in my ass and then feel you shoot in me.” “Wow, for someone who was afraid of barebacking a few days ago, you really are becoming a cumslut.” I said to him “Yea, thanks to you! Now get those cocks in me and stretch me out. Want to feel both of you in me at the same time so I can take those daddy cocks together.” I lay on my back, and Justin straddled me and sank down onto my bare cock. Once I was balls deep in his ass, Rob pushed him down so the two of us were kissing as he spit on his cock and began to slide it into Justin next to mine. Justin let out a groan of pain as his ass was forced open even further to accept Rob’s cock beside mine. But he took it and soon I felt Rob’s balls on top of mine. “You got two cocks in that ass now, how’s it feel buddy?” I asked Justin. “I feel like I am being split in two, but I love the feeling of being so full!” He said. “Wait till you feel us both start moving.” Rob said as he slowly withdrew his cock from Justin then pushed back in as deep as he could go. Rob and I got our rhythm going, and soon we were both really fucking Justin deep and opening him up. “Yea, guys, pound my ass! Give me that cum!” Justin begged us. About 20 minutes after we had first slid into his hole, I could tell that Rob was getting ready to spray Justin’s insides with his poz cum. “Get ready buddy, I’m going to give you my cum.” Rob said. “Give it to me!” Justin all but shouted. A few more pumps and I felt Rob’s cock pulse as he fired off his load into Justin. That sent me over the edge, and I shoved in as far as I could and as I kissed Justin hard began to add my seed to what Rob was pumping into Justin’s bare ass. Rob kissed the back of Justin’s neck and I kept kissing him as we both came down from our climaxes. After several minutes, our cocks softened and popped out of Justin. “Whoa, now I feel completely empty after having both of you in me.” Justin said as we all laid on the bed, chilling out. “Well, I think there is enough cum in you though.” Rob said as he played with Justin’s ass and felt the cum dripping out of him. “Yea, you guys both opened me up in more ways than one.” Justin replied. “But did you enjoy having two cocks in you at the same time?” I asked him. “Oh yea, it was great! I can’t wait to do it again. Going to be one of my new favorite things. Guess I just need to be careful that I don’t get too stretched out and ruin it for when I only have one cock to fuck me.” “You would be amazed at how quickly your ass will recover. And speaking of recovered, I think rob and I are ready for another round with you, if you want.” I said noticing that Rob was getting hard again while playing with Justin’s hole. “I don’t think I can handle both of you fucking me again, but maybe we can do something else I have wanted to try with two guys. Can I get fucked while sucking the other off?” Justin replied. “I think we can handle that.” I said as Rob and I maneuvered Justin so that his head was between my legs and his ass was in the air for Rob to fuck. Rob pounded his ass while I fed him my cock and fucked his throat. After we used him for a good fifteen minutes, I rotated so I was under him and began to suck on his rock hard cock. It didn’t take long till he was shooting his load down my throat. Soon after that I gave him a load of mine to taste as I creamed in his mouth. Rob grunted and told him to take his seed as he shot his second load into Justin’s ass. Again, we all collapsed onto the bed and snuggled for a few minutes. “Well, I hate to cut it short, would love to spend the night fucking away with you both, but I need to get back to my room and ready for tomorrow’s classes. But I really enjoyed it all.” Justin said has he got off the bed and began to rummage through the pile of clothes we had all tossed to the floor. “No problem Buddy.” I said “Any time you want a repeat let me know. I am sure we can fit you in.” “Thanks guys, you really helped me out tonight. I do want to repeat it again soon, but first is to get DP’d with a poz daddy cock to help get me to where I need to be.” Justin said as he finished getting dressed. I got out of bed, threw on a pair of shorts and tee, slipped on my flipflops and grabbed my keys to walk Justin down. “See you Later Rob, and thanks for everything.” Justin said as we walked out the door. “Anytime sexy.” Rob replied as the door closed. Justin and I headed down in silence. At the door to our dorm, I said good bye, and that I would text him about the weekend with the Daddies. He gave me a peck on the cheek and with a wave headed back to his school. I went back up to my room and Rob and I got some studying done before heading to bed.

After we came up from the dark basement I asked from my Norwegian friend his permission to go to the bathroom where I emptied my ass from the chem piss and the cum Then cleaned myself a bit. I was still buzzing from the earlier slam… in a good way… He was waiting for me at the same spot where we first met with two bottles of beer. He had bought the drinks… How nice of him. “Drink… it is not water but it is good enough” he said. “Beer is just fine….Thank you ” “Your name?” he asked. I told him. He didn’t say his… “You will call me Sir”. “Yes sir” it is all that I said. “You live here?” “No Sir, I am here for three days… I am a sex tourist… I travel for only one reason… to get fucked…” “So was it any worth spending your money in hotels and plane tickets so far?” “No major complaints Sir… in fact you were my first for tonight and the best…” “You want more cocks?” “I am a cumdump Sir, I want cum… From you, from others… from anyone… But I really like your company… In fact I like everything on you Sir… And I guess I am too bold to say this but I guess it is the Tina that talks … and the beer”. I felt my face blushing… “You are too smart for a cumdump….” he said and drank some more of his beer… “Is that a problem Sir?” I started feel uneasy… “No, it is good, as long as you know your place, you show me respect… and you talk less… Are you still thirsty?” he saw my empty now bottle… “Yes, Sir… I know my place and yes, Sir I am still thirsty…” “Kneel!” I looked him in the eye… Blue and grey eyes… Devils’ eyes… Mephistopheles’s kind of eyes… That was a test or what… The time has stopped… I knew my place… I kneeled… My mouth on the height of his zipper… He took his heavy thick uncut cock out and put in my mouth… I tasted my ass juices and piss… and some soap somewhere behind the foreskin… My mouth was full… I felt his piss down my throat… Damn I was thirsty indeed…. Didn’t care about the men watching me… My whole “me” was in the right spot… I wouldn’t change it for anything. Kneeling in front this Viking giant, drinking his nectar, submitting my will to his needs. What a view… Him standing above me…. I felt the envy of the other patrons… In fact I felt proud. Proud to be his whore… I felt the last of his drops. I was ready to stand up when I felt his hand on my shoulder… Two more pair of feet in front of me… Another cock… A black one this time… A 60 year old leather man… Big bush of mustache… and a cock in hand… Soft… but at least an 8 incher… “Drink” My Viking ordered… And I did… I drank and drank… until he was done… I felt a tap on my head…. He said something that it had to be close to the “Good boy”… and before having time to re-adjust my knees… another cock was in front of my lips… Another man… another cock… 45 chubby black hair… hairy and with the thickest cock I ever saw…. I took my man’s silent permission… He nodded his head encouraging me drink… this time the taste of the piss was bitter… I was not to complain… I was in piss fag’s heaven… And once again I didn’t let any drop get wasted… Yes… Sir, was proud of me… He helped me get up… And then he kissed…. I felt his tongue entering my mouth… He tasted the other men’s piss … and kissing me he was telling me in his own way that it is Ok to be a piss fag… a whore… and a slam cumdump… because that was exactly what he wanted me to be… “Thank you Sir” I said…. He looked at me … these Blue and Grey eyes again… and somehow the whole energy changed… my eyes became watery… tears watery… Not many times I find someone to allow me to see the real depth of his eyes… He did… and then I knew that I was so transparent… I could see my loneliness, my strength, my Erebus…. the deepest dark in me… so deep that it was almost comfortable… Nothing better to embrace the darkness and find a pair of Blue and Grey eyes to say to you that sometimes there is tenderness in the shadows… “It is time for your second slam… Go down to the sling.. make your self comfortable… I am going to fix the point and I will be down in a few minutes… Spread your legs and take this…” He gave me his blue handkerchief. “This time I want you blindfolded… Now go… “ And I went… Shadows of men wandering back and forth back and forth… My kind of men… My tribe… I took my jeans off… Kept my leather vest… Took my poppers out from my sock and I laid on the sling.. Put the blindfold like I was told to… and I waited…. When you do not see… when you feel exposed and offering your hole to men that you do not see or care how they look like… when you are becoming the whore your are destined to be… a cum hole … a nothing… a true cumdump… then and only then you feel the real strength… the reason behind all this hunger… then and only then you become invincible… I heard footsteps they stopped… someone felt my hole… there was some lube spread… and then a finger… It burnt…. A booty bump… and then a cock head… not my Viking’s cockhead… It was a slow fucking… More steps… Another cock… this time a cut cock… placed in my mouth… two cocks in two holes…. No faces… no talk… Sound of poppers… the man I was sucking gave me some… and then continued fucking my throat…. I was start losing my self… Nice… and then more steps… I recognized his walk… Next to me… he took my arm… a tourniquet around … he found the vein easily.. a wet cotton… and then a prick… How smooth his push of Tina in my bloodstream… took the tourniquet off and then bam…. The cough came… it was stronger this time…. I started to float… “Thank you “ it is all I said…. And I went back to the cock sucking… The man who was fucking me started to speed up…. And he gave it to me… with a howling…. And stayed till he found his breath… and then went… My Viking put his finger in my cummy hole and gave it to me to taste it… the man I was sucking took his place… More poppers… for him and for me… It didn’t last long… He came hard… and then came back to my mouth to clean him… I did… What a tasty cock… and then left… I heard the sound of the tourniquet… My Vikkng was ready to slam himself…. I heard all of his preparations. I felt his concentration in the dark… He put his cock in me… and then he pushed the point… took it off and coughed… How nice to feel your man in your ass the moment he is losing himself… He started to fuck… yes… That was a real fuck… sliding in my already cummy ass… I was his slam whore… That was all what I was… I was a cumdump the last level of a whore… But at that very moment I knew I was the strongest of all…. I was the chosen one… He was fucking me for at least an hour… he came in me twice… and pissed in me once more… I was hearing steps coming and go… some of them put their cocks in my ass… a couple of them pissed on me… But the never claimed my ass from him…. They knew that something specially was happening between me and Him… And the hunters know to respect when something extraordinary happens…. When we went back to the bar we were both with the smile… One more round of beers… I bought them this time… Not much talk… Just happy and comfortable… his finger in my cummy hole while he was drinking his beer… I knew things were coming to an end… The dawn was close… He read my mind…. “You are not going anywhere” he said… “You are coming with me… “ “To Where?” I asked… My place to fix some more points and then to the sauna…. “Yes Sir”… “Mephistopheles is still horny” he said and smiled… Damn … these Blue and Grey eyes… how I could resist…. I went to take my coat and off the Bar we went… Almost morning…

“Come on in boys,” Patrick said, his cock in my mouth preventing my from turning around, “for the first time in his life this hot hole is taking all loads, no questions asked. So long as you’ve got a dick to cum with there’s only one rule, all loads get shot inside his hole.” “Hell yes!” said a strange voice and I felt a fat cock press against my hole and then slide in with almost no difficulty. I moaned around Patrick’s cock. How had he known? How had he known that this is what I needed: to be filled by cock after cock after cock and that I would never be truly happy just taking loads from one man. The stranger sank balls deep without any problem and began to pound away without any concern for my comfort. It was perfect. I could hear other men muttering encouragements to him behind me, but Patrick kept me from seeing them. When I asked him later why he did that, he told me that it was part of me accepting who I am, to willingly take loads from men I’d never see. Cum was frothing out of my hole and running down my crack till it dripped off my balls and onto the floor, already my ass was so full, and I guessed from the voices that there were at lest four guys lined up to use my hole, but I needed more. “You ready to take my load cumdump?” I tried to respond to the question but Patrick was still slow fucking my throat so my words came out as just a vague gargle. “Yeah take my charge up seed.” I could feel the ribbons of cum shooting into my hole like a flood and I relished the moment. Spurt after spurt the anonymous stranger unloaded; then, no sooner had he finished did he pulled out to make way for the next person. I didn’t have to wait for long however, it seemed the guys behind me were jerking off because not two seconds later a rock hard cock was again knocking at my back door. Things continued like this for a long while. After some time Partick shot a load down my throat and then climbed off the table, and with him gone I suppose I could have looked at the tops breeding me but somehow I just didn’t see why it mattered. One of them could have been the Elephant Man himself and I still would have taken his load. I lost track of how many tops there were, I know that when Patrick spunked in my throat that I was taking my seventh anonymous cock, but after that I had no clue. The cum was now spilling from my hole like an over full milk pail sloshing all over the place. It ran down my legs and covered my balls and cock. The whole room smelled like men and sex. If my used up hole wasn’t enough for David to figure out what happened then the smell certainly would be. Just as the sunlight started to peek through the kitchen window a new top grabbed my hair hard and sank his cock inside of me. I pushed my sloppy dripping hole back at him, trying to fuck myself on his cock. He pulled my hair till I was forced to stand up right my back pressed to his torso, and a whispered in my ear, “Patrick certainly was right about you.” It was David. David was using my hole just like all those other men. It was perfect. “This is how your hole is supposed to be. Dripping spunk. I bet you took every load you could get tonight and didn’t even think about the consequences.” He slammed his dick into me hard accenting his point, “Patrick’s POZ and you took his load I bet several of the loads you have in your dripping wet hole are POZ.” “I know that Patrick’s POZ. I know it and I still begged him for his load, and I’ll happily take any load he has for me ever.” “Hell yes you will. Fuck it’s gonna feel so good to add my load to this mix,” David held me tight and pressed his cock in a little deeper depositing yet another load into my guts. The he pushed me back onto the table like he had found me and went back to our bedroom without saying a word. Now it was Patrick’s turn again. “Get up on your back on the table and grab your ankles I wanna watch your face as I breed you again.” When I was on the table and Patrick was inside me again I marveled at how the night before I had struggled to enjoy his cock at first and now I felt nothing but bliss. It didn’t take long for Patrick to shoot another load inside of me. And true to his word he was my last load of the night when all was said and done. After Patrick came he locked the kitchen door back up, scooped up my cum and sweat covered body and took me into my bedroom to pass out cum slowly dripping from my This is the last piece of this story that I will write, but I encourage someone else to pick it up and continue the story line further.

Love the story so far, so I'll give it a go. If guys like this next part then i'll keep going. Patrick slid his cock deep inside my ass again and began slowly pumping in and out. I moaned, enjoying his cock pushing his load deeper into my ass. David’s phone buzzed and we both froze, Patrick’s cock buried halfway in my ass and stared at the screen. “Well,” said Patrick resuming his slow fucking, “here’s your last chance to back out.” I grabbed the phone and quickly entered David’s pass code. The message read: 9in white cock ready to breed that hole. addy? After a few deep breaths and some encouragement from Patrick’s cock I responded with my address and added: kitchen door is open, come in and get in line. “You’re not even gonna ask him anything?” Patrick asked. “Like what?” “His status?” I almost laughed as Patrick’s POZ cock slid in and out of my hole, “I know you’re POZ and I’ve got one of your loads worked into my hole already and I’m hoping for another before whoever the fuck this is shows up so I guess that ship has sailed.” My response must have surprised Patrick as much as it did me for a moment because he stopped fucking me but then after a few seconds started to pound me harder. “I told David that there was a cum slut inside of you and that we just needed to find the right way to bring it out. When he wakes up in the morning this hole is going to be dripping with questionable loads, and at least three more of mine.” He slammed the full length of his cock into me a few times before adding, “I guarantee you’ll never as for a break from cock again. In fact, I would bet, that you’re ass will be open for use for just about anyone willing to fuck it from now on.” “Turn me into a cum dump Patrick,” I moaned loudly, hoping a little bit that David would wake up and hear the sounds of my being bred by this POZ stud. “You want another one of my POZ loads up your hole?” Before I could answer David’s phone buzzed again and still impaled on Patrick’s cock checked the message. Almost there: it read. “Shoot your toxic load in my hole, lube me up for more cock,” I grunted as Patrick’s pounding became rougher. “I’m gonna knock you up, and then no matter who breeds your hole tonight, you hole will always belong to be because I was the first.” “Knock me up, please,” I almost screamed. “Take it bitch,” Patrick grabbed my hips and pulled my as to his crotch making me take his full and considerable length as his cock began to spasm. Slowly while his load was being shot in my ass he pulled out, covering the inside of my hole with his thick toxic load. “My turn then?” Patrick and I both looked up surprised to find a stranger standing in the entrance from the kitchen with a smile on his face and an obvious bulge in his shorts. The stranger was tall, with blondish red short scruffy hair and beard, probably in his mid thirties. He wore a wife-beater that displayed his broad chest beautifully, and gym shorts that were beginning to tent more and more from his hardening cock. “Hell yeah,” said Patrick, recovering first, he seemed far more at ease with the idea of complete strangers fucking then I really was at the point. “Perfect.” Patrick pulled out of my ass and moved round so that he was kneeling on the couch with his dick in my face and the other guy stripped off his few clothes. When his shorts came off his thick nine-inch cock and low hanging balls were the first things I noticed second was the red and black biohazard tattoo right about the base of his cock. “Nice tattoo,” Patrick said. “It’s cool right? The add didn’t say anything about status,” the guy started to say. “Don’t worry he’s got two of my POZ loads up his hole and two of his bf’s questionable loads too.” Questionable? I looked at Patrick confused but just when I opened my mouth to ask him what he meant he stuck his still hard cock in my mouth and started to slowly throat fuck me. With a cock in my mouth and another rubbing against my cum filled hole I lost track of my question. This guy wasted no time and with in a few seconds of his cock getting next to my hole he was pounding away like it was the last time he was ever going to fuck an ass again. David’s phone buzzed. Patrick grabbed it from the coffee table where I had put it and without removing his cock from my mouth fully said, “Put in the pass code, I’ll do the rest.” Without even questioning I showed him David’s pass code and went back to deep throating his cock. The stranger now had a hold of my shoulders for leverage and I was grunting and gargling around Patrick’s cock. I couldn’t believe that David was sleeping through all of this wracked but out of the corner of my eye I could still see his sleeping form through the open bedroom door. The phone buzzed again, this time Patrick didn’t even ask for the pass code but removed his dick from my mouth and walked into the kitchen. With Patrick’s cock no longer gagging me I started begging my new friend to fuck me even harder, and he was only to happy to oblige. “I’m gonna breed this sweet hole good,” he grunted, “fill you with my toxic load. You ready for my toxic load?” “Fuck yes!” “Then take it.” He roughly shoved his cock inside of me so that the biohazard tattoo was pressed against my ass as he unloaded his balls inside my hole. It felt like he shot about a gallon of cum inside of me before he pulled out. The he got dressed and left saying just before he was out the door “Text me next time you want fucked.” After a moment of rest I made to get up. “No, no,” said Patrick, “stay right there. Now reach back and spread your hole for me.” I heard the sound of a camera clicking. “We’re gonna add a picture of your leaking hole to your add, see if we can’t drumb up even more business.” The phone buzzed.

The brownies were delicious and strong. It did not take long till we were making out like two people who had just hooked up at a bar. I couldn't remember the last time we had such a hot make out session. I felt a primal urgency to have him in me was unimaginable. He laid back into the couch and as I sucked his tongue that was invading my mouth I struggled to undo his pants and return to his cock. Finally released I grabbed it and sucked hard on the head while David closed his eyes and moaned loudly. I put myself into position and deep throated the whole thing holding down as long as I could. David wrapped his hands around my head and pushed himself down my throat as hard as he could. Pushing himself at least an inch farther down my throat he leaned forward, stretched out his arm and grabbed for my ass. He hooked is middle finger into me forcibly causing me to gasp. Choking on his cock now, I jerked back, a long string of viscous saliva extended from my mouth to his cock. We were connected. I leaned in to reclaim my spit and his precum, once again taking him into my mouth. After a few more minutes he removed himself from my mouth and got up off of the couch, turning to get behind me. I moved forward leaning on the couch as he startled me from behind and made his entry into my waiting hole. GOD, did that feel good. The brief wait had been good, but I missed that dick. He slowly sank all seven inches into me then positioned himself and leaned on top of me interlocking my arms and holding his hands clasped on the back of my neck. Slowly he moved his dick in and out of me. Each motion sending waves of ecstasy throughout my body. I was my turn to moan. I must remember to thank Patrick for the brownies. I am far from virginal but it felt just as good as the first time ever could have. It felt just as good as the fuck when I knew without a doubt that I was a bottom. David got off my back and started slamming it home, I cried out partly from pain but mostly from pleasure. He breath was quickening and his moans becoming increasingly audible I knew he would cum soon. "I'm gonna cum." he moaned confirming my thoughts. "Yeah baby, cum in me." "Yeah. I'm cumming..." He grabbed my hips and plunged into me cumming as deeply as he could. I don't know how much cum he had pent up but he came for such a long time. Moaning and slow fucking me the whole time, it was quite reassuring for a bottom. His moans subsided and with a last heavy breath he pulled himself from be once again lurched forward over me to sit on the couch. I shifted over to where he reclined and started cleaning his cock and became vaguely aware that there was someone else in the room. "Now that is a welcome home I love to receive." It was Patrick of course, and he was laughing. I was startled by his presence and had stopped sucking David. I looked at Patrick as I still held Davids deflating cock for a minute then turned to David. Our eyes met as I looked to him thinking what do I do?. "Suck." Was all David said. And so I sucked...

Was hoping this story would get re-posted here...have met the gifter who inspired this "fiction" and had a very hot time, similar to the story