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So here I was, taking a stranger's bare cock. I had no idea what he looked like, except that I had seen that his pants were black and white plaid and, I heard his deep gruff voice mutter "Hot ass. Feels good, man." My helpful friend asked me if I heard his comment. I nodded in reply, which led him to remark "He must really love your ass." I didn't respond as I was increasingly turned on by the thought of riding raw anonymous cock, so I was focused on enjoying the moment. As I had scarcely ever fucked bare, this was an absolutely amazing experience. I found myself riding faster and harder, and the top in my hole kept pace. I could hear his breath becoming increasingly deep and ragged. "You're going to make him cum" the guy in the booth with me whispered. "Yeah!" I panted out in response. "You going to cum?" he asked the guy in the next booth. The guy just grunted louder, and I felt his cock get a bit harder. He thrust deep into my ass "Take my load, bitch!" I just backed up onto it and felt his load pulsing deep into my hole. I stayed bent over with my ass up to the glory hole until he finally pulled out. At that point I struggled to my feet and my friend inspected my ass, gave it a kiss, and gave me a kiss on the cheek. whispering "Keep that load in as long as you can. It's your prize." I smiled at his slutty suggestion. At that point he said "Sweetie, I have to go pee. Maybe I can find you some more fun." I just nodded, still breathing hard from that awesome fuck. He left the booth, and I looked down at the hole, but the other guy had left his booth. I pulled my pants up and leaned against the wall. I felt myself clenching my ass a bit, and realized I was thinking about when he said to keep the load in as long as I could. Something about that made me feel horny, and it was almost as if I could feel the cum soaking into the lining of my ass. After about two minutes I heard some low voices outside the door to my booth. The there was a gentle tap on the door. I opened it up a crack, and it was my friend back. He whispered "I found someone else who would love to fuck a well lubed hole, you interested?" "Sure, okay," I replied as a tingle went up my spine. I had never before been such an utter slut at a book store, as in the past while I had exchanged blow jobs, if I went further I had met-up somewhere else. So this was deliciously exciting. My friend said, "Well, he's right here- he hates fucking through a wall." I looked past him and saw a middle aged black guy wearing sunglasses and a tank top that showed powerful shoulders and arms. I opened the door wide and the black guy entered. My friend stepped away and winked at me. I closed the door. The black guy looked me in the eye and said "I want some of that cummy white ass." My mind was spinning from this kind of talk and action. I couldn't believe how turned on I was. I reached for the fly of his jeans and pressed my palm against his big bulge. "Let me see it" I said. He smiled and took out a nine inch uncut cock. It was beautiful. I bent down and took it into my mouth. As I did so, I heard the door of the next booth open and close, and then I heard my helpful friend's voice through the glory hole. "Suck that big black dick, sweetie." I had an audience. After a short while sucking, the black guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me he wanted to see my ass. He moved me around so my face was pointed at the glory hole. He pulled my pants down and examined my ass. "Does it looked well fucked?" The guy looking through the hole asked him. "Oh yeah," he answered. "You see any cum?" "Just a drop starting to escape." "Push it back in with your cock," my first friend suggested. I felt the guy's cock pushing at my hole. He pushed in just a bit, then pulled out and swirled it around my hole, then pushed in again. "Got that all cleaned up," he said and then he just pushed in slowly all the way. I heard my friend chuckle. That thick cock entered my ass slowly. All the lube and cum from that first fuck helped it slide in easily. But it was a bit bigger around, so I di feel a bit of stretch. I let out a satisfied sigh, and he started to gradually fuck in and out. I knew the other guy was still watching, although he could really only see my face near the glory hole. Then I saw his nice cock come through. I needed no encouragement to start sucking on it. He was stroking his own cock and letting me suck on the head of it. Meanwhile, the black guy grabbed me firmly by the hips He started fucking my ass like he meant business. My friend would pull his cock out of my mouth and jerk himself off, then let me suck on it for a while. This big cock in my ass was plowing me harder and harder. I could hear sloppy sounds from him fucking the first guy's load into me. My first friend, who had been so helpful talking me into taking that first cock and finding this second guy to fuck me, he was jerking himself off furiously. He then said "Swallow my load, sweetie." The guy behind me said "Are you feeding him your cum?" He was. It was a hot tasty load, even though his cock never got fully hard in my mouth. He replied "Fuck yes, swallow it!" The black guy fucked me harder than ever and groaned loudly. "Take my jizz, bitch!" he hissed out as he kept slamming into me. I swallowed the whole load of my friend, and the guy fucking me left his cock buried deep. He stood there and let out a low laugh. He pulled me upright against his chest, cock still inside my ass. He wrapped his arms around my chest and whispered in my ear, "I hope you like it, slut." He zipped up and left the booth. I sat down on the seat and noticed my friend had left his booth, too. More to cum...

(I've had the basis of this story in my head for a while now and hope yall like it) John didn't much care about other people. Only what he could get from them. Whether that be free drinks, a place to stay or when the need hit him, sex. He didn't much care what they felt after and why should he, hes a top, and what he fucked was just there for him to use and leave behind. John entered that bar that evening with no real plan, he had a nice day at work and figured he'd let the evening progress as it should, get a few drinks given by the desperate older guys maybe. Sitting down to the bar he ordered a double shot of vodka and a glass of water. Taking the shot in one go he surveyed the bar with the water in hand and looked about for easy marks. Right off the bat he saw a 40 something guy. He was getting grey early on with a portly build. Average dad bod with average looks. He knew the type well. Right as he was about to get up someone sat next to him with what could only be described as a flop and gave a huge sigh. John looked over and was stopped in his tracks. This kid could barely be 21 , he highly suspected he used a fake card, giving him a quick look as the kid ordered some fruity drink he saw how tight his shorts and shirt were and couldn't believe they were able to contain his bubble butt. john looked up to see his sandy blond hair and multiple piercings. Cute face, smooth and almost child like and he sucked on his straw nearly draining the drink in seconds. putting down the glass. John quickly changed targets The kid was the first one to start talking. He just looked at him and said"i cant believe how rude people can be, been waiting half an hour for my date and now he says hes not coming at all" looking to john with a miffed look. John nodded out of shock at how blunt he was. People can be that way kid, you get used to it and move on. "well then I'll find someone else to be my date, what about you, you free tonight?" John was all to eager to agree, it was like catching a fish in a barrel. Sure , wasn't looking to do much tonight anyways. the kid ordered two new drinks before they would leave the bar and walking over to the register with them to close out his tab. Coming back he handed a double shot to john and some blue concoction for himself. John took it in one go and waited for the kid to finish his. He took a few minutes to savor this one and as time progressed john started feeling the effects of the vodka hit him, feeling a little dizzy which he expected, but then sleepy this was weird. Right around when his eyes started drooping the kid put down an empty glass and grabbed johns hand, nearly dragging him out of the bar and walking toward the secluded parking lot. Walking past the cars heading toward the back of the lot, all john could think was how easy this was.Slipping past the tightly parked cars , heading to the dimly lit back lot all to known for its quickies. The kid was holding his hand the whole time and quiet , just leading him along until they were passing a black panel van. as soon as the kid got to the drivers side window he stopped. John asked what the hold up was, in a slurred voice and the kid knocked on the side of the door. The door slammed open and that was the last thing john remembered before he was tasered in the back

I was working out of town one day. I helped out with a presentation in the morning, but was not needed until a meeting at 3:00 P.M., so I found myself driving around the small city where we were making a business presentation. I grabbed lunch, and afterwards decided to do some shopping. After walking around a bit and looking at various stores, I turned a corner and saw a small, somewhat dumpy looking adult book store. Of course I decided to step in to check it out, thinking perhaps I'd get lucky, and be able to connect with some guy and suck his cock. The store was small full of the usual porn and sex toys. There was a curtain at the back with a sign over it that sad "Viewing Booths $5." I went to the counter and paid my $5. The clerk smiled and said "Have fun." I stepped through the curtain and saw the usual line of booths. There were a couple of guys in there just hanging around, and the red indicator light over a couple of the booths told me at least a few booths were occupied by a guy who was watching porn. I stepped into an empty booth, peeked through the glory hole, but there was no one in the next booth. I punched the buttons next to the video screen to find a movie that interested me. After watching for a couple of minutes, I heard the door of the next booth open and close. I bent over and saw someone had indeed entered the booth, and that he was standing there groping himself. After a few seconds, he also bent over and checked-out the booth where I was located. Seeing me, he stood up and unzipped his fly, pulling-out a nice long cock which he slowly stroked. I stuck a couple of fingers through the gloryhole and gestured to him. He took the hint, and his cock slowly emerged through the opening. It was nice and long and on the thick side, but it was only about half hard. I stroked it for a few seconds before bending over for a taste. I got it all down my throat and I could hear him moan quietly, but it wasn't getting any harder. He pulled his cock back through and whispered through the hole "Can I come over?" "Sure," I replied, unlocking the door. Seconds later I heard a light tap on my door, and upon opening it, a nice looking older guy came in. "Sorry my cock isn't hard," he quietly remarked, and then asked to see mine. I stood up and he sat on the seat and started to play with my cock. "You like to get sucked?" he asked. I nodded, and he started to stroke my dick and lick the head. I closed my eyes and let him start to suck me for real. It felt wonderful. I heard the door of the booth he had left open and close, but I didn't pay much attention. My cocksucker was very talented and seemed to be really enjoying himself. Then he stopped sucking and looked up at me. He said "Someone is watching us" and smiled at me, indicating the glory hole. He gently turned me toward the hole and pushed me so my cock went through. I felt another warm mouth on my cock, and the guy with me said "I have never seen you before." "I'm from out of town," I explained. He responded with a chuckle saying "We love fresh meat here." He was rubbing my lower back and ass, and gently pulled at me so my cock came back out of the glory hole. He started sucking it again, looked up at me and asked "Are you negative?" "Yes," I quietly replied. "Huh?" he asked. "Yes, I'm negative," I replied, this time a bit more loudly. "You can't be too careful in these places" he said with a smile. He got back to his wonderful, slow sucking, and he stuck a finger through the hole. A really nice thick hard cock was sliding into sight. He started to stroke it while he sucked me. I also reached down to feel it, and as I did so, my cocksucker undid my belt and pants and let them drop to the floor. "Suck on it," he encouraged, so I gladly bent down to do just that. While I was bent over, he checked-out my bare ass, found my hole and rubbed a finger on it. This really turned me on, especially when he moved into position so he was directly behind me at which point he began kissing and rimming my ass. Involuntarily I moaned, as I loved the twin sensation of sucking on a big hard cock in my mouth as another man's tongue worked my hole. He said "I think you're enjoying yourself, aren't you?" I made a muffled response as my mouth was still full of cock. "Do you like to get fucked?" he asked. I made the same muffled response, hoping he would understand I had answered 'yes', but no such luck. "Huh?," he asked. I backed off the cock I was sucking and replied "Yes, I love to get fucked." The guy in the next booth heard me and let out a grunt of approval. The man with me dove back into my hole with his tongue deep like he was very turned on by my answer. He then pulled me away from the other guy's cock, and whispered through the gloryhole "Do you want to fuck my friend?" "Fuck yeah!" the other guy replied. "Do you have a condom?" The guy in the next booth answered "Nope." It turned-out none of us was carrying a condom, and honestly, I, at least, had not really expected things to go in this direction. In any event, the guy slipped a finger into me and was vigorously fucking me with one, then two fingers. I was getting really turned on by this scene, even if the finger fucking was a little rough, especially as I could feel his fingernails. "Take it easy, man," I asked. "Okay," he replied, even as he acknowledged the obvious, "sorry, no one has a condom." Then he leaned over to the glory hole and asked in a whisper "Are you clean?" "Yes" the guy whispered back. Then the finger-fucker looked up at me as if to ask "Well?" He continued finger fucking my hole, going a little rough again. I really needed that hot cock inside me, so I turned around. "I have some lube," my new friend said, and he pulled out a tube of lube and greased the big cock up. He helped me maneuver and lined my hole up with the cock. I slowly backed up onto it. It felt great! More to cum...

Long Weekend - Part 12 (a) It was towards the end of my second week of living with Mike and Carl that I started to feel unwell. My temperature spiked and everything ached. Mike came into my room to see why I hadn't prepared breakfast on Thursday morning and found my lying in bed, shivering and covered in a cold sweat. "You look like shit", he said, "Welcome to the club". I looked up at him and smiled weakly. "I'll get you some orange juice, stay there", he instructed and I lay there shivering. When he returned with the cold orange juice I drank it quickly and it felt so good soothing my throat. "Show me your boy hole", said Carl, who had come through to see how I was coping with the fuck flu. I slowly got on all fours and showed them my hole. In addition to the normal red puffy appearance that was now normal, thick green discharge was slowly oozing out of it. They looked at each other and Carl remarked, "There's only one group of fucked up bastards that will want your hole now - I'll make some calls". I collapsed back on to the bed and Mike threw the sweat-soaked duvet back over me. "See you later slut" he said as he walked out the room.

Long Weekend - Part 11 I quickly settled into the routine of housework and shopping while the guys were in work and getting bred when they came home. It really was the ideal existence for a chemmed-up cum slut like me. They invited a group of friends over for the following weekend, about 12 guys in total. Mostly couples in their 30s and 40s but a few single guys too, one in his early 20s and two older guys in their late 50s. Carl entertained the guys downstairs with drinks and canapés whilst Mike got me ready in the playroom upstairs. We made sure that I was completely hairless except the hair on my head and strapped me to the fuckbench with my arms out to the sides, ready for slamming throughout the session. I had already taken a couple of big bombs and a booty bump of crystal meth and was flying high. Mike rigged up a gas mask for me with a steady stream of poppers and went downstairs to tell the guests that the parTy could get started. Carl and Mike stood either side of me on the fuck bench, each holding a syringe with a very generous dose of crystal meth ready to go. They put the tourniquets on my arms as the last of the guests filed into the playroom and formed a semicircle around me. Most were already tugging at their cocks as Carl started the countdown, the needles carefully positioned in my veins: 10... 9... 8... 7... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... 0! Bam! They unloaded both points into me simultaneously and released the tourniquets. I coughed hard twice, causing my exposed hole to gape at the guests and a 40-year-old guy took no time in slamming his thick veiny cock straight into me. I took cock after cock, load after load, toys and fists in between. The weekend was a blur and I lost consciousness several times. By Sunday morning I had no idea who or where I was, my cunt had been completely destroyed, gaping and cum running freely out of it onto the floor. I had been moved from fuckbench to sling to floor. One couple had even lifted me up and carried me into their bedroom for a private session, that was relayed by video camera to the large flatscreens in the playroom for everyone to watch. Eventually the guests started to leave and Mike and Carl were left alone with me. Mike picked up my special toothbrush from the bathroom, applied a liberal dose of crystal meth, and started rubbing it into my guts. The hot rush filled my hole and I begged him to fuck me and breed me. He obliged, starting slowly and building up into a frenzied fuck, his massive cock pulling all the way out and slamming back into me. He fucked me like this for 20 minutes, waves of pleasure and pain shot through my body and I wanted more. He buried himself completely in my wrecked hole and grunted hard, shooting a weekends worth of cum deep into my guts. He collapsed on top of me, kissing me deeply, his cock still hard inside my hole. Slowly it went soft and slipped out of my worn out boy cunt. We showered together, all three of us, and for the first time they let me sleep in their bed between them.

Part 2 About two weeks later, I couldn't get that silver daddy, Phil, out of my mind. His cock was perfect, and his words made me feel like he was in control. So I texted him: Me: "Hey, sir. This is Adam. My hole is feeling pretty empty today. Think you could fill it up?" Phil: "You bet, boy. Get your butt over here around 4. I'm going to invite Hank over, too. I promised him. When I told him you had never barebacked before that night, his one-word response was: 'Jackpot!'" Me: Sounds cool. See you at 4. As I took the bus over to Phil’s place, the idea that I had given my hole up to these older men had my head a in spin. My dick got hard as I was distracted in my thoughts. Today was a warm day, so I wore a tank top and my shiny blue work out shorts, material so thin that a hard on cannot hide. When I came out of trance, a younger gay kid across the aisle had a big grin on his face. He nodded a hello, and I turned red and half smiled back. Underneath, I wore a clean white jock. I was hoping that I'd spend the night with Phil, and get more of his cock and sperm up my ass. As I stood in the apartment building hall, Phil answered the door in a robe. "Get that ass in here, boy." I walked in and he closed the door behind us. He then pulled me against his body from behind and I felt his hard cock push against the crack of my ass. His hands groped my crotch and dick through the thin satiny fabric of my shorts. "Strip down to your jock and get on all fours on my bed." I did as Phil demanded and felt a bit cold and exposed this way on Phil's bed. Phil soon entered the room with a jar of Vaseline and a lube shooter that I guessed was full of his sperm again. Phil told me to spread my legs more, and then proceeded to finger my hole with the petroleum jelly. "I can't believe you let us just bareback you like that last time. Were you sore?" "Just for a few days," I answered. "I am not using my sperm to lube you up just yet. It needs to thaw for a bit, and Hank wants to try fucking without all the cum this time. He's on his way over now, and I promised him your hole this afternoon. I'll just be out doing some errands while he's using you." "Yes, sir," I complied as Phil's finger finished lubing my hole. "He's completely turned on by your lack of experience being barebacked, and wants his load in your tight hole as often as possible. Oh, he wants you blindfolded, too." Phil then covered my eyes with a dark cloth and tied a knot at the back of my head. "I'll be taking that asshole of yours all night, don't worry." I heard the door to the apartment open. "He's here. Do what he wants, okay, boy?" "Yes, sir." I heard Phil leave the room and tell Hank to have a good time. The bedroom door opened and I heard Hank close it and lock it. "Hey, boy. Am I glad to see you again!" As he moved to the bed, I could hear the unmistakable swoosh and squeak sound of leather. And I could smell the smoky musk of it, too. Hank got on the bed and mounted himself over me. He bit my ear as a soft leather mound brushed against my jock-strapped ass. "Have Charlie and I got a surprise for you!" I closed my eyes under the blindfold as Hank, whose face is still a mystery to me, taunted me with a new proposition. "When Phil texted me that you were coming over, I sent Charlie to the bathhouse to collect some random loads this afternoon. Charlie scored six used condoms, tied them off, and gave them to me. Those six condoms are right here in my pocket, boy!" Hank roughly bucked his leather covered mound against my hole. "And I've got a pair of scissors in my other pocket, boy. Let's get started." Hank then put some sort of leather gag on my mouth and whispered, "By the way, Phil claims you as his, but he doesn't need to know about these random loads. Now put that big chest of yours down against the bed; but keep that newbie cum hole up in the air." I did, my hole completely vulnerable to Hank. I heard more leather rustling and then a metallic snip of the scissors. I then felt the anonymous sperm of someone's bathhouse condom pour onto my hole. "So fucking hot, boy. Phil told me you're new to barebacking?" I nodded. "Good answer. I love nothing more than loading up a new young hole." Oh, god! I thought to myself: I'm gonna get some anonymous guys' cum loads pushed into my hole! A second snip of the scissors, and I felt a second load as it coated my hole. These would be the fifth and sixth men, total strangers from a bathhouse, breeding my hole. "Okay, let's start with these." Hank then unsnapped what I think was his soft leather cod piece, because the next thing I felt was his P.A. teasing my hole. "Did you bring any condoms this time, boy?" I swallowed hard and shook my head. "Well, lucky me. I brought my own." He laughed, "Always wear protection, boy," he mocked. I then heard him open a wrapper. A condom—now?, I thought to myself. "You never know about these random loads.” He is teasing me. "A rough top like me can't risk catching something." I then heard him roll on the condom over his hard cock and the P.A. that so expertly worked my prostate last time. He teased my hole with the latex-covered metal and then pushed in. "Here goes, boy." The two bathhouse loads and the petroleum jelly lube made entry easy for Hank's condom-sheathed cock. "Fuck, fuck!" he kept exclaiming, as he pushed deeper into my hole. "Your hole is absolute perfection, boy. I can't believe I get to violate you like this. Just take it, boy. Take these anonymous loads for me up that nice bubble butt of yours." Hank got balls deep in my hole and began a hard bucking just short in-and-out fucks. "Damn! Take it, boy. Take these loads Daddy Hank is giving you." I felt Hank pull out just enough to leave his cock head inside me, and I heard more snipping of the scissors, and felt warm sperm dripping onto my penetrated hole. "Fresh anonymous load number three, boy." Hank then put a bottle of poppers under my nose, and holding one of my nostrils closed. "Take a hit!" I did. "Now the other side." On the second intake of poppers, I was fully up. And Hank knew he could begin longdicking me in earnest, making sure all three loads got fucked in good. As Hank fucked me, I savored the sensation of being poppered up and surrendering to whatever Hank wanted. I was here to be used by Phil, but it seems like he wants to share me, too. I wondered if he was pimping me out to Hank for money. I didn't care. All I wanted in that moment was Hank's cock and the all the sperm surrounding it. I thought about Coach Pfeiffer again, too: How he should have been the first man to load me up; How he probably wanted to fuck me every time he spoke to me; How naïve I was; How I would have fallen for him fully and how that would have ruined his life when someone found out about us; how things were different then; how things are different now. Hank rode my hole for a good half hour before I heard him say that the condom broke. “Ha! Phil must have lubed you with Vaseline before I got here. Shit! The rubber's already halfway down my cock! Well, the damage is done. Let’s get you knock you up, boy. You want my load don't you?" I nodded and yelled yes as best I could through the gag. "Yeah, boy, you want ol' Hank’s load." He continued fucking me. With the condom broken, the metal of Hank's P.A. was now free to knock on my prostate like it did two weeks ago. It was like scratching an itch, and I relished it. As the P.A. and Hank's cock head hit my spot, I writhed in ecstatic submission to it. Hank got me in a bear hug and whispered, "Fuck Phil! I want this hole for myself, boy. Let me have your hole, boy. Nod if you understand that I'm stealing your hole away from Phil." I nodded furiously, just wanting Hank to keep slamming against my prostate and for him to shoot his soothing seed all over it. Hank, a man whose face I've never seen is now staking a claim on my hole for himself. "Phil just wants a young boyfriend he can bareback and breed whenever he wants." Hank taunted me in a hushed tone at my ear. "I just want to violate and use your beautiful solid young body and nice tight hole—fuckin’ turn you into my personal slut boy." I gave my ass fully to Hank. In my head I was begging to feel his hot load shoot off inside me, taking me. "I'm close, boy." He was pounding my ass, still locking me in a tight bear hug as I squirmed. Anonymous cum was leaking down the inside of leg. "Uh, uh, uhhhhhnnn… fuck yeah… loading up my boy's hole for good. Damn, feel that load, boy? This load is making you mine." I felt about four shots of warmth enter deep in my gut. I was euphoric. I was Hank's. Hank continued to fuck in and out slowly and reached down to feel my hard cock head loading precum into my white jock strap pouch. He used his thumb to tease my cock head through the material, and I pumped out a good amount of precum. "I like how my boy leaks." Hank pulled out of my ass and I felt him put his head between my legs. I soon felt the wet warmth of his mouth as he put my dick and balls-packed jock pouch into his mouth and try to suck on it. As he did this, I felt two of his fingers enter my hole. "Sweet pre-jizz, boy. I wanna taste all that you gave Charlie." With that he used the scissors to cut open my jock pouch, right under the waist band until the pouch material fell between my legs. Hank used his hand and mouth then to milk my hard young cock. Over the next five minutes, I let go of a lot of precum into Hank's mouth. He started jacking my cock vigorously with my cock head against his lips and his tongue tip. And that set me off. I yelled behind the gag as I unloaded into Hank's mouth. Hank sucked me dry and then pushed me over onto my back on the bed. "That was a sweet load, boy. How young are you?" He took the gag out and I cleared my throat before answering, "25, sir." “Mm.” Still blindfolded, I listened as Hank walked across the room and snapped up his leather cod piece. Then he laid back on the bed and bear hugged me from behind. In a hushed voice, he said "Tell me your number, boy." I recited it. "And your name is Adam?" I nodded. "Good. When I text you, you answer me. Okay?" I nodded again. "Phil intends to have you spend the night here with him, and I know he'll be fucking you off and on all night. I'm okay with that. Let him think he owns you; that you are his—I don't care. You know that you belong to me now, right boy?" I nodded and said, "Yes, sir." "Good boy." Hank tussled my hair and let go of me. I heard him cross the room and pick up something from a table or dresser. "I'm going to spike Phil's lube shooter here with these here other three bathhouse loads," he said. I listened as the scissors went to work on the three remaining condoms. "You cannot tell him, boy. He'll fuck you thinking only my load and his will be lining your hole. Not these six anonymous ones from the bathhouse. He's got a huge cock. Let him pound all those loads in good for me." My eyes closed in the powerful realization that Phil's gigantic cock will be aiding in Hank's violation of my hole using the loads of six unknown men. "I'll be in touch sometime this week. Good night, boy." "Good night, sir." Hank left the bedroom and shut the door. Exhausted, I stripped out of the blindfold and my broken jock strap (I'll have to wear my old jock for next Saturday's game). I got under the bed covers and fell fast asleep with a small ache deep in my ass. -- Phil woke me by telling me to roll over and spread my legs. He put the lube shooter on my hole and pushed the nub just inside. I felt the liquid sperm enter me and my eyes closed as I thought about the three new anonymous loads adding to Hank's violation of my newly bred hole. These are the sperm loads of man #8, #9 and #10—and all of these men unknown to me. When I think about how hard my second boyfriend tried to convince me to let him bareback me, and how I refused to allow it, I smiled at the thought that I was saving myself for this moment. These men are getting off on my inexperience—the taking of a hole that, until a few weeks ago, had never had a raw dick or even single live sperm inside it. "Okay, boy. You're fully loaded now with my stash load. I made that batch while thinking of how I took your bareback cherry two weeks ago. I'm going to be nailing that and Hank's load in all night. You ready?" "Yes, sir." "Turn over, on your back." I flipped over. I tried to keep the loads inside as best I could. Phil climbed up on my chest. He was wearing black silk boxers. I could see the mushroom head of his cock as it strained against the thin material. He grabbed his dick through the boxers and rubbed it across my lips. "Let's get this in your throat first." Phil unbuttoned the fly on the boxers and pulled out his very large cock. His aimed his cock at my mouth and I opened up. He went directly to the back of my throat and I gagged. "It's alright, boy, breathe through your nose. It's okay to choke on it a little, too. I like that." I looked at the brown bottle Phil had placed on the night stand as I choked and gagged on the invading old man's cock head. "No, not right now. I'll get you poppered up good just before I go to town on that tight young hole of yours." Phil grabbed my hair and fucked my throat in earnest. "Yeah! Let me have that throat, boy!" I opened up my throat and let Phil abuse it. He went for ten minutes and had to pull out to keep from coming. "Almost loaded up your throat, boy. One day I'll give you a load there, but right now I want that great hole of yours wrapped around my dick when I cum." Phil moved back and pushed my muscular thighs up and grabbed hold of my ankles to position his dick at my hole. He grabbed the poppers and told me to open them and take about four good hits, two up each nostril. On the third hit I was already feeling the buzz, but I followed Phil's orders and even took an extra long drag on the fourth hit. I wanted Phil's massive cock inside me fast. My body tingled with warmth as I watched Phil's face, his mouth open as his big cock filled up my chute. I watched his white-bearded face and blue eyes as he told me that he needed to fuck in all that seed into my boy hole. "Fucking prime cherry jock ass, just letting us old men nail our loads in. Jesus Christ, boy!" He pumped harder and harder for about five minutes. The whole time I was thinking about the six anonymous loads that Hank had made sure got inside me. And I thought about how Phil did not know about these anonymous bathhouse loads that he was now pounding into me. "I got a nice fuckin' hole right here, huh boy. So fucking hot! Only condom fucking until you met us. I've got a big load brewing up for you, boy. No more condoms for this hole.” It seems Phil liked to talk during sex. "I'm gonna fill this hole up whenever you need my cock, Adam. You just let me know. I'll keep that hole of yours loaded up. Damn, I'm close!" Phil fucked me harder with the full girth of his massive cock. I wanted it. I started grunting with every thrust he made up my ass. "Do it, Phil, sir. Fucking give me your fresh swimmer load!" I urged him on. "I need it inside me, sir. Breed that newbie hole, Phil." "Fuck, here it is… take it up the ass, Adam!" He came loudly and I felt the flood of warm sperm rushing in. I watched his face contort as he came inside me. "Yes, sir, I feel your load. I feel it. Fuck!" He opened his eyes and looked into mine. "I'm gonna work that in for a few minutes. Make sure you get every drop." Phil continued fucking me with short rough bucks. "Damn that's a nice hole." I fell back to sleep after Phil pulled out. It was nighttime when he mounted my ass again—from behind this time, as I slept on my stomach. He didn't say anything. I think he wanted me to stay asleep. He just used his legs to kick mine apart, then he easily speared my open hole with his massive raw cock. For the rest of the night, we remained connected like that: Phil slowly pumping his cock in and out of me while we drifted in and out of sleep.

Part 2 Just then as he was rushing, and the toy was imbedded deep in me, another two guys appeared. Both naked and hard and easily 9". One of them immediately dropped to his knees and started sucking my new Master as his rush was peaking the other guy was eating Masters hole. Even with all that happening he was able to fuck me with the toy, slow and deliberate strokes. He blew again as his rush subsided, and I was moaning with pleasure as the toy massaged my prostate. The two newcomers both then took time out and both slammed while my Master continuedto fuck me, then he replaced the toy with an even larger one, and once again ordered me to have more poppers. As the rush hit the bigger toy invaded my hole, stretching me more than before and making me moan and chant fuck yeah...fuck yeah..... The other two came over and encouraged him, saying yeah work that pig hole, fuck that pig cunt, loosen it up for our fists...to which my Master increase the speed and length of his strokes, now punch fucking me with th huge dildo. All of a sudden he pulled it out and said push that cunt right out pig, show us ypur meaty hole! I did as I was told and pushed out, feeling my hole open out and making me moan even more... FUCK! One of the others squeezed some lube out of a bottle over my distended ass lips, and then on his hand...he then started inserting his fist, and I felt huge pressure against my hole. My Master came to my head and took the poppers and told me to take a big hit and hold it...then another...then another. My head was swimming with my Tina high increasing from the poppers, and the fist opened me up and slid into my guts...I moaned and yelled in pleasure, waves of extreme pleasure enveloping my brain as the fist started moving. Slowly at first, then increasing in speed and stroke depth...and I was fed even more poppers and the fist started to go all the way out, then slowly back in. The other guy encouraged his mate, saying yeah open up that hole good...get it ready to take my fist as well, punch that cunt open...which he started to do. My Master then told him to hold his fist in me, and strapped my arm for another slam. He found the vein instantly and drew it back, getting a flash of red and then he said prepare to fly higher than ever pig..I mumbled yes Sir, please! He pushed the plunger in, took out the rig and once again applied a small plaster. As I began to rush again I heard him tell the guys, ok both open him up now and I began to feel extra pressure as the rush hit me. I felt myself go to a whole new level and gave my hole over to them completely, pushing out now and then and totally relaxing...two fists now invading my fuck chute. Master told me to sniff really hard and take a really big hit and hold it ...I felt like I was going to pass out and he said right let it out...and then another. Then he told the guys to alternate with their fists for a while. He then turned my head to a side and while the two fists were alternately plunging in and out of my now loose wrecked cunthole he pushed his hard cock into my mouth. As I started to suck his hard tasty cock I felt myself give over even more... To be continued????

Father’s day surprise Daniel at 19 years old, 5’10” tall with sandy brown hair and green eyes, athletic, smart and what most would consider very good looking, he was a son that would make any dad proud. He had done drama productions in the fall and played baseball in the spring, throughout his high school years, girls and guys would swoon when he entered a room, and he seemed inseparable from his best friend and partner in crime, Mike I’m Eric, believe it or not I’m only 35, with a hot 19year old son who now lives with me, doing the math, I was 16 when Daniel was born, a near virginal birth, you see I never had sex as a youth, unless you count masturbation. That pissed off my girlfriend (beard) at the time, as she was always trying to get me to do her, but she just didn’t get a rise from me. She somehow managed to steal my semen and impregnate herself. Karen was a bitchy cheerleader and wanted my baby, after all, I was captain of the football team, straight “A” student taking AP classes, 6’1 150# dishwater blonde hair and the ultimate catch for her. She managed to make it through the semester then disappeared during the summer returning with an adorable baby boy in the fall, DNA test proved Daniel to be of my linage, which bolstered my reputation, one which I did not deserve, I might add, and made me even more popular, and allowing me to stay in the closet. I experimented a little in gay sex in college, determining I really liked guys but I still refused to come out, preferring casual hook ups, always safe, and occasional fuck buds, usually in other towns as I traveled a lot after college getting my business up and running. When Daniel was 10, Karen sent him to live with me, as she could no longer handle his behavior, or the pranks that he and Mike would pull. I had built up a successful business by then and could give Daniel a good home life, whereas Karen had fallen in with the wrong crowd and I suspect CPS was soon to intervene anyway. Having this precocious little 10 year old put a cramp in my sex life but I loved him, and was willing to sacrifice my pleasures to make sure he was taken care of. Although I did manage to find hookups when Daniel was in school, and when he would spend the night over at Mike’s and when I would go away on business trips the local baths played host to my sexual desires, and there was always the internet. At 13 Daniel came to me and confessed he liked boys more than girls. We had a chat about it and he promised me he would abstain from physical sexual contact till he meet the right guy or 18 which ever came first, I chuckled at that and we were happy to know he felt comfortable with his sexual identity. Mike and Daniel were neighbors and classmates from third grade on, Mike’s parents moving to my side of town when he was around 10, our town being a small rural community it didn’t change what schools either r boy attended and they remained stuck like glue, though I had to reel them in on the pranks to maintain their good citizenship in the community. They both went out for the same plays and sports teams, Mike seemed to be over at our place as much as he was at his own. Mike was a hot stud just like Daniel at 6’2”175# of solid muscle, he too was 19 and athletic and smart. This story started with Mike about a year ago when he asked me to help him plan a birthday party for Daniel’s 18th birthday, what I didn’t know at the time was his plans for what would become the birthday party then the lockdown birthday bash. The party was scheduled just a couple weeks into the fall semester of the local community college, guest started arriving around 4:30 a mixed crowd of late teen guys and gals, we mingled for a couple hours had appetizers and beverages appropriate for the age range had cake and sang happy birthday to Daniel, opened a few presents then the crowd started to thin, I noticed it was mostly hot guys sticking around, and a few late arrivals, I told Danny and Mike I was bushed and headed up to my room, I could still hear the small remaining crowd downstairs as I relaxed on my bed slowly drifting into a sleepy nap. I had stripped to a tank top and basketball shorts commando as usual as I lay on top of the covers drifting in and out. About a half hour later I felt a weight get on the bed then a pair of hands wraparound me, a pair of lips met mine and began kissing me, my cock began stiffening as a second pair reached under the flimsy material and began stroking my cock. As I opened my eyes to find Mike kissing me, a pair of lips engulfed my throbbing penis, I glanced down to see Daniel with half my cock in his mouth, working it expertly, Mike continued to work my nipples beneath the tank before lifting it over my head as Daniel pulled my shorts down so he could have better access to the jewel that produced him. I looked around and the perimeter of the room was filled with hot young men, bare ass naked watching my boy and his best friend seduce me, many were wanking, others were making out. Daniel began licking my balls and his finger found my manhole and began caressing it, Mike worked down my chest past my nipples realigning his body so I was face to face with his junk I had never even entertained the idea of having sex with my son, his friends maybe, but I thought I had kept that pretty much to myself and the internet porn I watched and here I was presented with the opportunity to suck my sons best friend while he worked my cock and hole. While his friends watched was kinky in my mind, Daniel was beginning to rim my hole as Mike started sucking my cock, it felt like I was dreaming as the over stimulation of my neither regions took over my rational thought. Daniel and mike started making out around my now rigid cock, the Mike scooted up and presented his cock for me to suck as Daniel straddled my torso lowering himself down onto my cock “Daddy you told me to save myself for the right guy, so both Mike and I want you to take our cherries tonight in front of all these witnesses” With that he pressed his virgin ass down onto my cock, taking in my fat mushroom head, his eyes bulged out at the initial shock of pain and tears formed at the corners, he lifted off my cock as a drop of precum dribbled out, I grabbed some lube from the nightstand and handed it to Daniel who applied it to his hole then slid back onto my cock, stretching him wider as he took another inch into his boycunt. He slowly edged himself down my 9 inch shaft, impaling himself on his father’s rock hard cock. I was deep throating Mike as Daniel began riding my cock, I was meeting his downward slides with an upward thrust, fucking into my son as deep as I could go. After about a half hour I blasted my load into my son’s raw hole, somewhat of a first for me as I almost always played safe. Daniel whispered in my ear ”Dad, now that you’ve bred me, can you breed my boyfriend?” With that he pulled off of me and Mike slid down my still hardened phallus. Daniel bending over to let Mike rim his cummy ass. The evening progressed from there to an all-out orgy, the others in the room moving in to join in on the sex. I must have took at least a half dozen loads that night and my boy took just as many, along with his best friend/boyfriend. The others started getting dressed and drifting away around 3 in the morning as my son and Mike cuddled up to me, no longer a need to hide my sexual activities from Daniel, since it was evident that he and Mike would becoming a staple in my activities. I had almost always played safe up until that night with the boys, the exceptions generally with regular fuck buds who I knew to be neg. at the time. While I fantasied about hot bare sex, I was just too scared to take the risk. That all changed after Daniel’s 18th birthday party/orgy, call me a convert but I realized I liked feeling raw cock in my ass as well as sliding my bare tool in some hot stud. I soon set up accounts on BBRT and other bareback sites and soon found I had developed a kinky side, somehow finding my way to breeding zone. It took about six months or so and I started fantasizing about chasing the bug and stopped asking status of the guys I hooked up with, while Daniel and Mike were away. Mike moved in to Daniels room about two months after his birthday party and they would routinely end up sleeping in my bed, with many mornings waking to find them taking turns on my rod as I lay in that state between sleep and being awake, vying to see who could end up with my seed. Not sure but I think they would hack into my computer and spy on dear old dad and his proclivities. Over the next year while they attended community college we would throw sex parties and we would all end up filled with cum. I got to know some of their close friends biblically and almost never ran out of young bucks to fuck and fill with my baby batter, or take their young meat into my holes. One such party was last night, Saturday before Father’s day, it started out as a barbecue with some friends on the deck and soon I was deeply impaled on my son’s cock, followed by Mike’s impressive tool, then about five of their friends filled me up, before allowing me to slide into a hot new blonde twink boy, that they had just met a few weeks ago at school. He was tight, claimed he mostly topped, which I can understand with a 10 inch cock hanging between his legs, he was a moaner when getting plowed and quite vocal when plowing a hole, I think I even heard him proclaim “Take my dirty seed” to one hot red head he was plowing. That just got my juices flowing faster as I pounded his boycunt. I later learned he was just 18 and just a freshmen at the local university. I fucked him for a good 10 minutes before I felt that familiar tingle in my balls and soon filled his guts with my seed, clenching my ass cheeks tightly together to keep my own loads from leaking out. As I blasted his hole I started to remember he was one of the guys who had filled me earlier, I blasted a couple more squirts before pulling out and he swung around and cleaned off my tool then kissed me passionately, winking back as he walked away, later that evening as the boys cuddled with me under the stars, they asked if I had, had fun, I replied yes, and as the final guest left we all cuddled into bed. I awoke late and wandered down to the kitchen, a note was on the table which read "Hey, Dad. Mike and I are heading to the lake for some fun. Feel free to come out and join us. We’ll be at the north beach area. You know where. BTW, Happy Father’s day." Clipped to the note were two pieces of paper, HIV test slips, both about nine months old, one with Danny’s results, and one with Mike's results. Both were poz.

I answered his ad, even though I was in Australia and he was in USA. I told him I was prepared to be his as a 24/7 live-in pnp bottom servant/partner. He responded asking for pics and likes, dislikes etc, and agreed to relocate me to be his. When I arrived at LAX he was there waiting for me, we greeted each other and went to his car. He told me he had something for me, and put a band around my arm. He produced a loaded rig and said I'll give you this and then you can suck me all the way home... I said great, and in went the rig, drawn back he got a nice red flash and then depressed the plunger, removed the rig and placed a cotton pad on the site. WHAM! It hit me and I was down in his clean crotch straight away, slurping and sucking his hardening cock. The journey to his place took around two hours, and the whole way I was sucking and slurping on his beautiful thick hard 9" cut cock, and licking his smooth shaven balls. When we got to his place, he grabbed my bags and said to follow him. The property was a small acreage and private, and he led me into a garage. In one corner was a bathroom, and in the centre of the room was a sling, a couple of small tables complete with various large to huge toys laid out on them. He told me to go to the bathroom and have a good shower after the 16 hour flight, and have a good wash out...he said he'd go inside the house and get some things. I followed instructions and had a leisurely hot shower, and several washouts with the built in douche nozzle. I could hear he was back, and towelled dry and went into the room. He was naked and hard, and told me to climb up into the sling and lay back, place my legs in the leather stirrups. He then fastened my ankles in place and then tied my wrists as well. One wrist was tied to a length of chain which allowed me to just reach my nose, as he showed me, and placed a bottle of poppers in that hand. He then tied off my other arm, and inserted a rig and pulled it back, filling the entire rig with my blood mixing with the Tina. He then said you ready to be owned, pig? Your hole is mine...I of course said Yes Sir! and he depressed the plunger, removed the rig and stuck a small plaster on the site. Within 3 seconds I was coughing, and he came up between my legs and as the rush took hole of my body, pure pleasure in every pore, he pushed his rock hard cock all the way in...it wasn't painful but just the opposite...in about another 3 seconds cum was flowing out of my soft little cock as he started pounding my fuck hole. After a couple of minutes on each of his withdraws I clamped my hole down tight around his cock...loosened as he went in, clamped as he went out...it drove him crazy and he was howling oh fuck, oh fuck as my hole massaged his thick hard cock. In no time at all he came, then pulled out and put a band around his arm and slammed himself. he then grabbed a big toy and told me to hit the poppers. I did so, and as the popper rush kicked in he started fucking me with the big toy...close to the thickness of a coke can and about 10" long.... To be continued if there is interest....

On Friday, hooked up with a new guy. It was just JO because both of us are tops and the bottom he was setting us up with flaked. He has several slutty college boys as regulars, so, I'm hoping in the future I'll have some good stuff to report. I'm pretty sure you're going to have more to report pretty soon - the younger the sluttier is my experience lately - been running into more and more YOUNG cumdumps - cocks hard as a rock as I breed them, and they don't even try to cum cuz they're getting back online to look for more cock and cum as soon as I leave. look forward to hearing about it!!

Part 4....................... Don pulled me away from Josh for a private word. I had an inclining of what he wanted to say. “Listen Jase, I know you’re horny about this idea but what would really seal the deal is if you help out in the show,” he commented, giving me that same insane grin. I didn’t immediately answer as the thought of fucking in front of an audience was actually turning me on. “You want me to fuck Ethan, I take it?” I asked. Don didn’t answer, but his smirk said it all. “So, pozzing a negative bottom and some incest for the punters?” I asked in follow-up. “You got it, Jase, and you know you want to,” Don replied, copping a feel through my trousers of my cock, which was now quite hard. “Your head and dick certainly want to,” he added. I kissed him hard, “Fucking cunt, you knew I’d do it,” I remarked after breaking off the kiss, “...but on one condition." “Oh? What?” Don growled back at me although he also knew in the back of his mind what was coming. “If we’re doing incest, I also wanna fuck your son,” I answered, using a completely serious voice. Don looked into my eyes and thought for a couple of seconds before he replied “You know I haven’t wanted to go there. My relationship with Jermaine already took a nose dive after that time he came to live with me and he tried to kiss me,” Don replied, returning my serious expression. “I know, but I also know he loves you very much and wants to show you. He had just found out he was HIV positive and his stepfather had kicked him out. He needed comforting and, in retrospect I think he was sorry how he responded to you that night but I think he feels like you pushed him away and you don’t love him,” I explained, putting my hand on Don’s arm. “He told you?” Don asked me, softening some. “Yeah, when he stayed with me a few months ago. I never told you because he asked me not to,” I continued. Don looked over at his magnificent son who was talking to two of the American distributors. He was extremely handsome with an incredible body. He might not be as beefed-up as his father, but was none the less amazingly ripped and defined, and his cock was almost as big as Don’s. “I love him too” Don said, his eyes welling up. “Show him,” I urged, giving Don a light kiss. After a quick chat to Julian, he called the boys over, explaining “Okay, guys, we need a show. Chris and Sam, would you play together for our guests and Chris, would you top?” he asked the brothers. They both grinned and Ethan looked a little disappointed not to be included with his boyfriend. “Don’t worry Ethan, you have your own special performance to put on,” Julian explained, giving Ethan a smile, as he added “Ben here is negative and wants to convert for the audience,” Julian said, which earned a smile from everyone. "Josh, as you’re packing some deadly seed, would you please do the honours please and breed him?” With this Jermaine was clearly disappointed, so Julian hastened to explain "“Don’t worry Jermaine, you’ll also be putting on a ‘special’ show for us,” giving him a wide smile of pleasure. Both Ethan and Jermaine looked slightly confused but said nothing and Julian moved to the middle of the room before they could say anything else. “Ladies and Gents. If I could have your attention please,” Julian asked in commanding tone. The room fell silent quickly and all heads turned to Julian standing near the large bed in the centre of the room. “As so many of you have commented this evening on our delicious models, we thought we’d put on a little impromptu performance for your pleasure,” he remarked, grinning broadly to the sea of heads. There was a lot of buzzing chatter and a round of applause broke out. “Thank you. Thank you. As you know, BoyToy prides itself on only the very best models and hardcore performances. We want the audience at home to know that if a BoyToy is being bred on video for the first time, he really is HIV negative and wants to convert,” pausing for effect, and then resuming "and tonight we have such a BoyToy who is, in fact, HIV negative and wishes to be bred here tonight for your pleasure.” With that Julian grinned madly at the audience, which once again burst into cheers and clapping. Resuming, Julian added "And as you are all aware, we also have two brothers who have consented to fuck each other for your pleasure," pausing again for more cheers. “You should also know that both boys are negative, or at least they were 24 hours ago before being bred multiple times with poison cum and tonight they are greedy for more.” He finished his remarks to wild applause and a few whoops. “Boys?” Julian called as the lights in the room dimmed while spots shown down on the bed. Chris and Sam walked forward, now completely naked, Chris holding his younger brother's hand. Both were still sporting their induced erections. A wild round of applause followed them to the centre of the room as Josh and Ben followed behind. “Brothers Chris and Sam” Julian announced as Chris and Sam stood in the spot lights glare, “and HIV and very positive Josh and HIV negative Ben” finishing the introductions. After the clapping died down it became hushed very quickly and as background music piped up, both sets of boys started to kiss. Chris was passionately tonguing his younger brother while each caressed and explored his brother's naked body. On the other side of the bed, Josh started making out with Ben who was slightly shorter than Josh, who had, meanwhile, found Ben’s naked bum cheeks and was squeezing hard while Ben clearly had one hand wrapped firmly round Josh’s cock. Chris pushed Sam back onto the bed which was deceptively high, allowing easy access for the top to stand and fuck. Chris was now down on Sam’s cock sucking him hard while he squirmed in pleasure at his elder Brother’s touch. Ben had got to his knees and had Josh’s cock down his throat, expertly sucking him and almost swallowing him whole. The crowd of people standing round moved in closer and coincidentally there was a lot of crotch fondling and re-positioning as cocks as every man's cock had clearly started to swell. Don and I watched from the back of the room on monitors as cameras had been set up to capture all the action,“This is so fucking awesome,” Don whispered. The action had stepped up some and Josh had lifted Ben up and thrown him onto the bed so that Ben’s head was near Sam on the opposite side. Josh then went down on Ben’s cock sucking him hard and very rough. I knew about this aspect of Josh and knew he loved being treated like a sub slut by older guys but equally loved to treat younger ones just as badly. He was sucking Ben, biting him, sucking his balls into his mouth and all the time he had a couple of fingers inside Ben’s cunt causing him discomfort. Clearly Ben was enjoying it though and was moaning loudly for the crowd while pushing Josh’ head down harder. Chris too had upped his game and was now devouring Sam’s cunt, spreading his cheeks and finger fucking him while Sam wanked himself hard. It didn’t take long before Ben and Sam were kissing with tongues as their mouths were close enough albeit upside down. Meanwhile, some of the guys looking on the scene were openly tugging on their dicks as they’d had to release themselves. After a good period of make out Josh stood up to aim his cock at Ben’s cunt and the audience audibly breathed in. Josh wasn’t going to make this easy for Ben either, he’d used his spit to lube his ass and also spat on his hand to rub over his cock then lining up he pushed into Ben with rapid force. Ben squealed loudly which gained another round of applause as Josh started to fuck him. Everyone knew they were watching a healthy HIV negative boy getting a potential infecting from a greedy positive cock and clearly they loved it as more of the men in the audience started wanking hard. I noticed the German guy I’d been talking to almost drooling at the scene with a nice fat dick in his hands. Chris too had stood up and pulled Sam closer to him and again the audience watched ecstatically as he slid his long thick dick into his brother’s cunt. It was like the room lifted up a level in sexual tension as now both boys were being bred. The fucking became intensive and, although all the boys were hard on Viagra, they were clearly reveling in being watched by an audience that was becoming more and more debauched by proceedings. Ben and Sam were both groaning wildly, holding on to the bed as their bodies were being invaded with more ferocity by Josh and Chris. It was almost like each top was spurring the other on to fuck harder. All the boys were now sweating profusely under the hot glare of the lights and the physical excursion of hard fucking. Considering neither Chris, Sam or Josh had ever done anything like this before, each was doing an awesome job which had not escaped Don or Julian’s attention. After nearly ten minutes of fucking action, Sam began to groan loudly and started to cum hard shooting his load so far and hard it projected over his head before hitting his face. The crowd cheered loudly at that one. Ben too was getting close and Josh the ever consummate dirty cunt slowed and bent down to catch his first spurts of cum as Ben too groaned, shooting into Josh’s open mouth before Josh continued to pile drive his ass while swallowing his cum. Chris was the first of the tops to cum and after a few more minutes he slowed, with sweat dripping from his face, pulling out and Sam leaning up on his elbows just managed to catch the first torrent of his brother’s orgasm in his open mouth. He quickly grabbed Chris’ cock and pumped it to lick out all his cum, eating enthusiastically to a huge round of applause from the standing crowd. Now all eyes were on Josh as he continued for another five minutes before he too began to slow and as the crowd held Its collective breath he let out an animal roar as he came hard pumping his deadly load of jizz deep inside Ben’s negative cunt. Again the crowd whooped and applauded loudly as Josh collapsed onto Ben’s sweaty and cum covered body, kissing madly but all the time keeping his cock deep inside him. Julian stepped forward and addressed the crowd, “Pozz load one” he said grinning happily to yet more applause. “I hope you enjoyed round one” he said looking at the happy faces before him, “If you have the need, I’m sure the boys would be happy to take any deposits you have” He said looking at the hard cocks before him. All the boys looked very happy as cocks started moving forward to them and as four willing mouths opened up, cum started shooting from a number of directions. Don and I were so turned on I had my hand wrapped round his fat dick and he had a finger up my cunt as we watched the four lads take copious amounts of cum, bukkake style. Ben seemed to be getting most loads, which we suspected were perhaps poz, to help him convert, but Josh, Sam and Chris were receiving plenty themselves and what they got they shared while kissing and cumswapping. The whole scene was amazing. When the piss started flowing the boys didn’t disappoint either and were open mouthed taking what ever came their way, “Fucking awesome” Don growled at me. “So are you?” I asked him, feeling so turned on right now from drink and live sex while pumping a huge fat cock. “Yeah, I’ll fuck him” He grinned back at me. “Sweet” I replied as we kissed again. To be continued ..................................

I struggle with depression and have attempted suicide twice. It's not something I talk about much but I have no doubt that suicide among gay males is higher because of the ongoing stigmas and being ostracized in a primitive culture. Once I slit my wrists and another time I thought about jumping off a building or bridge. I still think about it. Having a tough time right now. Depression never leaves it just comes and goes and some days are better than others. I oddly enough feel sometimes more excluded by the gay community. As a poz guy, I get a lot of discrimination and am continually labeled and put down by people saying things like "be ddf" or "be clean" as if I am dirty or something because I have hiv. It hurts, and I am depressed a lot over it. I don't really have any friends or anyone to talk to. I don't feel I fit in anywhere. It seems like all the gays are hyper masculine and if you're not a bear or a lumberjack then they won't talk to me. I feel I am continually labeled as a token gay because I am not hyper masculine. I'm not a raging flamer either, but whatever. I was severely bullied in high school because of my sexual orientation, and was often physically attacked, and nobody did anything about it. I still to this day don't trust people. I am hyper vigilant and always on the alert for someone who might come after me. I feel like an outcast at work too sometimes, it's like people talk to me but I feel like nobody values me as a person, like everyone just sort of snickers behind my back and thinks I'm the happy go lucky token gay, that's just how I feel. Maybe it's true, maybe it's not, but lately my depression is pretty bad I am crying a lot for no reason and I try and keep a brave face on because the world has enough problems without my own added, but anyway just wanted to add my two cents. Sometimes I wish I had a friend, a male friend, someone I could talk to about guy things, without sex needing to come involved, I've never had that, a true, real friendship with another gay guy, but sometimes I wish I did. I feel lonely a lot. I don't feel valued as a person by anyone. It's been a few years since I last attempted suicide, but I still think about it sometimes. I am just trying to stay strong.

Thanks for the great response to part 1, here's what happens next. Part 2. With the first letter of his new status on his chest, and the warm poz seed that he hoped would help make it real inside his smooth muscled ass, Dan wandered upstairs with his drink in his hand. Greg had suggested he should good see the rest of the crowd and pointed him towards the beige carpeted stairs that led from the large open plan living area of the duplex apartment upstairs to the bedrooms. He had not yet cum and his dick remained rock hard, eight inches of thick uncut meat that had been toyed with and sucked but had yet to invade a tight ass. His thoughts drifted briefly back to Alex, asleep in bed, he felt guilty for a moment but that guilt vanished as he heard moaning emanating from a bedroom at the top of the stairs. He stood in the doorway, the room was mostly taken up with a large double bed, and the only illumination came from a small lamp on a bedside table. There were four people in the room, one was a beefy black guy, not tall, and bulky without being fat. His smooth dark skin reflected the dim light and a huge cock hung between his legs. He looked up as Dan stood in the doorway and beckoned him in. Dan has never fucked a black guy, Alex suggested it was casual homo racism when Dan turned town black guys whom Alex suggested inviting to their bed. But Dan wasn't averse to the idea, he'd just never met a black guy he wanted to fuck. In other circumstances he would have pondered this further, but the vodka and his persistently hard dick banished those thoughts. Entering the room, Dan could see the focus of activity was a guy on the bed. Skinny and blond, he was a perfect twink. Smooth everywhere except for a light dusting of hair around his dick, Dan guessed him to be still a teenager. He was blindfolded and his wrists were secured to the metal bed head with leather restraints; a gag hung loosely around his neck. The twink's legs were in the air, resting on the shoulders of a broad muscled guy who Dan supposed to be around 35. Tattoos sleeved one arm and his chest and back were adorned with patterns of ink that included dragon wings across his shoulders. As Dan moved to the side of the bed, he could see clearly a thick veiny cock pumping into the twink's hole. The twink was already marked with a P and an O, and the muscular stud breeding him proudly displayed his positive status across his chest. The final person in the room was a tall, slender Asian guy. Smooth, with floppy dark hair his chest was free of hair or letters, but a light treasure trail led down to a cock that he was jerking furiously whilst watching the scene before him. The twink moaned as the tattooed guy pounded him hard, and growled "Yeah, you love that you little slut! You wanna take my toxic load and get that last letter?" The twink moaned in response, "No, stop, please, I don't want it", as he pulled at the restraints. Dan was momentarily concerned as the twink desperately tried to free himself from the inevitability of infection. "Too late slut, two loads and now my precum is enough to turn you on its own, you're already a poz slut so live with it." He leaned forward and pulled that gag up, muffling the twink's desperate cries of defiance into mumbles. Dan jumped slightly as he felt a finger in his cum-filled hole. The black guy was behind him and whispered "Don't worry, there's a safe word, but he won't use it." "Was he neg to start with?" Dan asked. "Does it matter?" was the response, with the addition of "...but he won't be after this load." Dan was jerking his cock hard as he watched the tattooed guy gasping, signalling his imminent explosion into the twink, the finger in his hole felt good as it worked inside, pushing Greg's hot poz seed further into him. Dan imagined the creamy load, filled with its toxic passengers burying itself inside him as tattoo roared and thrust his cock in ball-deep, filling his skinny victim with a dirty load. The twink moaned under his gag as tattoo withdrew, his dick slick with cum and ass, the Asian guy leapt down from the chest of drawers on which he was sitting at the back of the room and eagerly cleaned the messy, still hard, dick as the black guy whispered to Dan "Looks like it's your turn." Dan approached the bed where the twink lay, his hole open and used. He pulled down the gag and went in to kiss the beautiful boy deeply. Almost reflexively, the twink raised his legs in the air as Dan pressed his solid dick against the smooth ass in front of him. "I'm gonna breed you now, slut," Dan whispered as their tongues explored each other, whereupon Dan suggested "but I think you need to struggle." Pulling his face to one side, the twink moaned "No, please, no more, I don't want it bare, I don't want to be poz! Stop raping me." With those words Dan plunged his dick inside the twink's hole, already slick with lots of cum. Dan didn't need lube to get ball-deep. The twink howled with pleasure as Dan piston-fucked him; he'd been needing to fuck like this all day, all week, and this twink was exactly what he needed. Tattoo leaned over as he painted the letter onto the twink's chest, marking him visibly as surely as he had internally. Seeing this pushed Dan over the edge and after only a few minutes he felt his cock surge and the twink's hole tense as he unloaded deep inside. Hoping this was his last neg load, Dan pulled his dick out and the tall skinny Asian went to work cleaning his dick. The black guy released the restraints from the twink who removed the blindfold to reveal quite how model-perfect he was. He rolled over onto his front and closed his eyes. The black guy motioned to the skinny Asian who assumed the twink's place on the bed and as he left the room Dan heard the click of restraints being secured. As he walked down the corridor, Dan felt a hand on his shoulder. Heavily muscled arms pressed him against the wall and he had a glimpse of a familiar sleeve tattoo as a huge dick began sliding into his hole. To be continued...

Part 3 He then stopped and signalled the other two to stop fisting me and said untie this pig. They untied me and then helped me down from the sling. Master said to the other two its time for your double up. One of them lay back on the floor, his mate slammed him and then I was told to sit down on his hard cock facing him. I did as I was told, and then given another slam. I leaned forward, the 2nd guy had just slammed and he positioned himself behind me and pushed his hard thick cock in with his friend's cock...both filling my hungry spun hole. My Master positioned himself in front of me and pushed his hard cock down my throat. I was in pig heaven, two hard thick cocks fucking my cunthole while my throat was being filled with hot thick 9" cock. They continued this for ages, and every now and then Master fed me poppers. I was so high and had so given myself over to these three. They each changed positions, with each of them having a turn at my throat as well as double fucking with Master. I was then laid on my back, and one of the guys had a break while Master fucked me. While he fucked me, the other guy squatted his hole over my tongue and he pinned my legs back so Master could get in deep. I got my tongue deep inside the guy's clean tasty hole as Master's cock plowed me deep and I kept moaning with pleasure. After a while the guy swapped places with his friend. Master's pounding became more intense, and he was about to blow. I moaned and drove my tongue deeper up the guys hole as Master blew his volleys of thick hot cum deep into my hole. He withdrew, and straight away the other guy who was having a break buried his face into my cunthole, licking, slurping and sucking the cum out of my wrecked hole. He then moved up and sank his rock hard cock into me, and started fucking me as he deep kissed his friend with a mouthful of Masters cum and my clear ass juices. That made his cock really hard as he fucked me, and I kepp moaning yeah fuck me fuck yeah give me your hot cum...and before long he followed Master's lead and blew loads into my hole. As soon as he finished, he swapped places with his mate...the mate now eating my hole like there was no tomorrow as the guy who just blew squatted over me and fed me his still hard cock with a blend of Masters cum, his cum and my ass juices on it while the two of them kissed. In no time the last guy blew, and I also got to clean his cock. By this time my high was wearing off a little. Master told them to take a break, and said I've got just the thing to keep this pig spun and open. I was still on may back, and he put anklets on my ankles and tied my legs so they were up and back and wide. He then positioned a fuck machine with a huge toy at the entrance of my hole. The toy was a lifelike fist. He lube my hole, and turned on the machine. He got it so it wasslow fucking me and coming out each time. when he was satisfied it was set right, he tied bands around both arms. He produced two full rigs and told one of the guys to administer one as he did the other. He told the guy to get it in and a flash, and then hold it. He did the same, then he said to me welcome to your new life pig. This is what you wanted. This will keep you primed while we have a break. He then motioned to the guy to press the plunger as he did at the same time, then both withdrew and plasters applied. As soon as the massive rush hit me the lights were dimmed more, dance beat music started, disco lights began and the machine was started with the fist toy in my hole...but this time Master turned it up and it was punch fisting me rapidly. The fist was a special design so every few minutes it self lubed through a tube from inside it. My body became totally in tune with the beat of the music, and Master got it so the punching of the machine was in beat and I experienced total and utter bliss! Wave upon wave of pleasure racked my body and my hole, and I experienced anal orgasms one after another. I was completely unaware of anything except the total bliss I was in. I could hear a growling low gutteral animalistic noise, and was later told it was me... So guys, anyone want more...???

I have quite limited experience with chastity (that is, using a chastity device on a bottom - I'm a top, as my moniker indicates). However, recently I had an experience that turned me on to chastity, to the point where it's become a fetish for me. I did a hookup with a visitor in his hotel room here in NYC. He was wearing a chastity device throughout. I can't begin to describe how good he was as a bottom - extremely hungry, attentive, affectionate. He was very verbal and horny to the point where he seemed, at least for that moment, to live for cock. At the same time, he was very affectionate in a way that I love (kissed me a lot, caressed my balls while I fucked him, tenderly cleaned my cock after I'd dumped my load). I wanted to fuck him again but he flew out the next morning. I don't have his contact information, but I've been thinking about him all the time. For some reason, it was such a turnon to me that he would use a chastity device to give himself so completely to me. Of course, I have nothing to compare with, so I don't know if it was just that he was such a beautiful guy and great sex partner but I know the chastity device enhanced the experience for me at a mental level at least. For a while I I've tried to find bottoms who are specifically into chastity but they seem surprisingly rare. So my question for bottoms here is: if a top asked you to strap on a chastity device before sex, would you refuse him, would you reluctantly go along with it, or is this something that could enhance the experience for you as well?

I had been waiting patiently for my sons 18th birthday. It was finally almost here. Two more days. Two more days till he would finally be of some use to me. Until now the pathetic little emo brat had been nothing but a burden. But in two days he would finally start fufilling some purpose and no longer be a total waste of his daddy's cum. Granted, I had only had to look after him for the last two years, but it was a hassell. I knocked his mother up when were 17. I tried to make her get an abortion, but her parents wouldn't let her. Some religious bullshit reason. When I was 18, I was sent to prison for 15 years for armed robbery trying to get money to take care of the "accident". So yea I blamed him for being incarerated. Prison changes you. I entered as a teenage punk and left a hardened ex-con. The first five years I was a prison bitch, owned by the toughest fucker in the joint. He claimed me the second day I was in there, raping me in the showers. For five years I gave up my pussy to him and anyone he sold me to. Then he got shanked in the yard. Another guy tried to claim me, but I was older, wiser, and stronger. I fought for myself this time, and earned some respect. Soon I had my own prison pussy, a scrawny little bitch. I owned him until I was released. When I got out, I was able to find a shitty job and managed to find a dump of a trailer to live in. That's when the bitch showed up on my steps with our kid and his suitcase. She just dumped him with me and took off with some bikers. I could have just kicked him out on the street, but he was my blood. And like I said, prison changes you. I had developed a taste of hot boy ass, and the power of owning it. So I took him in knowing he'd be legal in two years. Now the wait was almost over. The cumstain had no idea what his future was going to hold for him. I had been planning and preparing for this day. I had saved up and bought a state of the art digital camera, knowing it was an investment for what I was going to make off the boy. The morning of his birthday, he came out to the living room to find me sitting in my chair, smoking, wearing just a pair of dirty boxerbreifs, my chest and arms of prison tatoos on full display. He started to get some cereal in the kitchen, but I called him over. "Its your birthday son," I started. "I have a little present for you." I handed him a glass pipe with some crystals in it. Now, I know he's done drugs. I've smelled pot and alcohol on him many times. But I don't know what else he's done. I knew he knew what I had just handed him. "Go ahead son, you're a man now. Join Daddy in a smoke." He was a little hesitant, but I pushed it up to his lips and lit a lighter, melting the crystals. He took a big bit, coughing out a large white cloud. "Go ahead, take another one son." I encouraged him. He took another big hit, not coughing so much. I kept encouraging him to take more, and the dumb bitch didn't even realize I wasn't hitting it. After his 6th big hit, the pipe was empty and he flopped back on the couch. I knew he was flying, and I knew it was time for his real present. He wasn't wearing a shirt or shoes, so it was really easy to rip his jeans and underwear off of him. "What the fuck Dad?" he started, but a couple hard slaps across his face silenced him. "Shut the fuck up boy!" I ordered him. "The free ride is over. From now on you're going to earn your existence!" His skinny,pale body was no match for my pumped up muscles. I had had him naked and on his stomach before he knew what hit him. Ripping off my shorts I lined up my hard 8 inch cock up to his hole, and spit a couple loogies on my dick for lube. Holding his shoulders down I forced my cock in his virgin hole as hard as I could. He howled as I breached his ass ring, pushing my mushroom head into him and continuing till I was buried to my balls. I felt a warm wetness surround my cock as his cherry was ripped apart. He thrashed and cried beneath me begging for me to stop. I just started fucking him hard and deep, loving the red that covered my dick everytime I pulled out. God damn it was nice to have some hot boy ass again! I was going to make him a great whore. I pulled all the way out, looking at his busted open pussy, red oozing out of it, and rammed back in to the hilt, causing more howling from the cunt. I just kept on pounding his new pussy over and over. Eventually he quieted down and actually started moaning, and soon was pushing his ass back on me. "That's right boy. Ride your daddy's cock. Feel good boy? That's the cock that made your worthless life bitch. But now you have a purpose! You're going to be my whore and make daddy lots of money!" He just moaned beneath me as I talked dirty to him. "That's right bitch, moan for me. I know your faggot ass loves it. This is why you were born! Now take my cum. Take your daddy's cum in your whore cunt!" I pumped my son full of my cum as his pussy milked me dry, sucking my sperm deep in his guts. When I finished breeding his new cunt, I unloaded with a torrent of piss, making him my urinal. "Don't worry about school, I said, pulling out of him as his ravaged hole leaked piss and cum, "you won't be going there anymore. You'll be too busy working for me!" I turned off the camera knowing I had something totally hot to sell on the internet.

I should probably say "experiences" in the title, because this will be a series of posts about more than one session and more than one set of players. One of my blog followers who is very new to the scene likes to call or text me randomly and get some chem pig chat going, particularly on Fridays. On a recent Friday, he called and asked if I was going to be partying that day and I said yes, but that I would also be working as well. He was confused and asked how that was possible, and I told him that the guy I'd be partying with was also my client and we had paperwork and such to do between our clouds, cocks and chems. My buddy was pretty astonished and asked if that happened often. To be fair, not OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. So here's a few of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". PNP IN THE EX-GIRLFRIENDS HOUSE. A couple of years ago, I wound up being the selling agent for the family home of my high school girlfriend, a girl who fully believed we'd get married after college. I was doing males and females during high school - hey, any sex is better than no sex! - and briefly thought I could handle getting married since she was at least a bit adventurous during sex. Between freshman and sophomore year in college I realized my attraction to guys was much stronger and ended it before I made us both miserable. Fortunately, after a few weeks she realized I had done us both a favor, and we became friendly again. This was also fortunate for her favorite nephew, who was 8 when we broke up but when he came out at 16, his family had already dealt with my coming out, and was much more understanding. That's why when the family decided to sell the place 30 years later, they came to me. Now, no one was living in the place at the time, the family was scattered and only a few lived locally, my ex-GF a few miles away and her nephew 15 miles away in NYC. When Superstorm Sandy hit, not only was the place empty, but exGF and her family were on vacation in Florida... so guess who got to clean the property and house up? You guessed it. So there I was shop-vacuuming water out of the basement and pulling up rugs to dry when suddenly I heard the garage door open and close. Standing there in construction boots, ripped up (and damp) jeans and shirtless, I was pretty startled. "I figured you'd be here," I heard a voice say. "Well, actually, I was hoping you'd be here." I turned around to see Micah, the nephew. I had bumped into him in the city a few times over the years while I was in theater and he was doing modelling. We'd always exchange pleasantries, and every time he would say that he "needed to REALLY thank me sometime" for paving the way and making his coming out process so much easier. We'd laugh and that would be it... though I was pretty certain that I saw him at a distance a couple of times at sex clubs, but we never seemed to connect. Micah was now 40 and had passed through a very "pretty" phase to a handsome if somewhat "devilish" looking maturity. He was wiry guy of 5'7" at the most (I'm 6'). When I asked him why he hoped that, he smirked and said, "we have similar goals and similar limitations". I quirked an eyebrow and he answered, "your husband and my husband are both very vanilla, while WE are very much not." That made me laugh and he continued to tell me that he knew through mutual friends that I liked 'enhanced' play and further that my husband didn't but was okay with me doing it when he was working and I was playing. He said unfortunately, HIS husband was not quite so understanding. "I've been wanting to do you for years," he continued, "but we've never had the opportunity... my partner thinks its way too strange to have the hots for my aunt's old boyfriend... and I just came into possession of an 8 ball of the finest and can't keep it at home, so I thought I'd be responsible and come up and check out the condition of the house AND see if you felt like fucking and partying with me." As it was a Saturday, my hubby would be expecting me to play while he worked till after midnight anyway, so of course I said "hell yes". Not to mention that it was barely noon. I went out to my car and brought in the play bag I keep in my trunk with my leather, toys, vids, lubes and other necessaries while he pulled a similar bag out of his rent-a-car. We laughed when we saw how similar the contents were, and each pleased to find the other versatile. He also pulled out a water bong, and after filling the chamber with water and the bowl with some big shards, we lit up and started blowing some huge clouds, shotgunning each other fairly frequently. Still laughing about what pigs we both turned out to be, we each got our portable clean-out kits and headed toward separate bathrooms to get ready. He pulled out a little blue vitamin V for each of us, and we each took our own straight pipes with us to assist in the process. I set my laptop running some BB porn on its' screen and popped a DVD into the living room player for the bigger TV. We were both certain nothing of the kind had ever played in THIS house before! After cleaning out I returned to the living room in my leather harness and black leather jock strap, and spread some towels over the furniture. Just as I was firing up the torch, Micah came out of the other bathroom in a chain harness and rubber assless shorts. "Mmmm..." was all he said. He pushed me down into a sitting position on an ottoman and straddled his much shorter frame over my lap and proceeded to rape my mouth with his tongue while he ground his ass on my leather covered cock, stopping every once in a while to heat up the bowl and swap some clouds. Running our hands all over the other's body we each admitted we never expected the other to be as hairy, and that it was a plus for each of us. "Just think, you were almost my Uncle..." he said with an evil smile. Switching to a little boy voice but never changing his expression he whispered in my ear "Uncle J, do you wike wittle Micah sitting on your lap?" Chewing on his ear and neck while tweaking one of his nips with one hand and his hot hole with the other, I whispered back "Wittle Micah has no IDEA what kind of trouble sitting on Uncle J's lap could cause..." He popped up off my lap, handing the torch and bong back to me and knelt between my legs to start some oral action on my cock and balls. I blew clouds down over his dark hair and pale but ripped and hairy body while he did some officer class action on me followed by pushing the ottoman back until it hit a chair, so he could push me backwards and introduce his talented tongue to my hairy hole. He rimmed me with gusto and had me moaning, he appeared to be as into eating hole as I am, and that's going some. I called "switch" and he took my place sitting while I got between his legs. His package was a surprise. Now mine is average length but above average width. His was a bit shorter than mine, but considering our height difference, his looked bigger on his body. And he was thicker than even my cock... and I mean THICK. His balls were small, but hung in a very long loose sack as opposed to my fat eggs in their short case. I gave the best return oral service I know, stretching as wide as I could, and was able to deep throat him since he wasn't too long, but it was a challenge. The musk of his balls was heavenly, especially since he was blowing clouds down over me as I licked and sucked them. Finally, reaching back to my bag, I pulled out some Max Impact hearing Micah say "Excellent! Love that stuff" as I sprayed some onto one of my sweat socks and sucked on it then handed both to him. "Fuck, you're a pig!" he chuckled, "so happy about that!" as he sprayed some more and the stuff hit me like a freight train. I dove into his cute little hairy butt like it was my last meal - tonguing, licking, sucking, giving little bites and basically making out with his fresh hole. He was moaning, then he pulled a prepared booty bump out of his bag and asked me to bump him then return to rimming. I was happy to comply and soon he was moaning and writhing and ready to burst. Abruptly standing up, he looked down at me and said "this is so fucking hot, but I've got a plan... indulge me." He directed me to pick up my porn playing laptop, and my bag while he got his bag and the bong and favors and led me down the hall... Right into my ex-girlfriends old bedroom... which frighteningly hadn't changed in 30 years, she being youngest and last to leave home. White wooden furniture and bed, white walls, sky blue ceiling and sky blue shag carpet, it was still as hideous to me as it was in 1980. I looked at Micah. The evil smile was back. "THIS, right here, on her bed, is where you fuck her nephew bareback." He lay back on the frilly coverlet and lifted his hairy satyr-like legs exposing his hairy hole wantonly licking a finger and running it around the ring... "Fuck me, Uncle Jay." Giving that hole a few last swipes with my tongue, then spitting into my hand to make my cock a bit wetter, I slid into him in the very same room and very same bed in which his aunt gave up her virginity to me. "You are one hot, sick, twisted little fucker..." I said to him before moving my mouth down to tongue and chew on his nips while I fucked him. He felt amazing and let's face it, the whole situation was so wrong but so right. I pulled him up even further into me so I could tongue the end of his fat cock while I changed my fuck motion to a slow grind. "Make sure you breed me with this first load... I know you're poz, I am too..." I was happy to comply. When I exploded in him, he let me breathe for a minute, then indicating that we pack everything up again, I followed him down the hall, around the corner, then down a half flight of stairs to the den and adjoining small guest bedroom. We put the play bags and my laptop in the guest room and returned to the den, where he was popping another BB video in the downstairs player... this one had FF action and a lot of leather. You could tell a number of the actors were tweaked. He quickly ran back upstairs for glasses and ice and pulled a couple of gatorades from his bag and poured. He then indicated the two shot glasses from his grandparent's bar collection and simply asked "G?" "Hell, why not, just give me 1.5," he nodded, but 2.0 in his glass poured gatorade over and put them down in front of us. He loaded some nice rocks into the bong and we blew some more clouds and shared some more shotguns before he felt the time was right for the G... "and it's time for YOUR booty bump... pull those dancer legs up "Uncle"". We did our G shots, grimacing at the nastiness, and I rolled backward bringing my hole into the flickering light of the porn video. While he inserted the syringe in my ass, I sucked down a few more clouds, as I have found I always need to do when I add G. He kissed my hole and had me hold my legs up for a minute or two while he hit the pipe himself, and then carried all the supplies into the guest room. He returned, looked at me with a smirk, and crooked his finger indicating that I should follow. The guest room had changed a bit but was essentially the same as it was when it was the room I would stay overnight in during High School... and where my then-girlfriend would sneak downstairs to in the middle of the night to join me - for her it was the naked snuggling she looked forward to, for me it was the fucking before the snuggling that was anticipated... frankly snuggling with all of those bouncy curvy things just didn't do it for me. Too soft for me. Micah slipped behind me and rubbed up against me - his cock actually went between my legs rather than my crack as he snuggled up to me, and it occurred to me that this was already the best "snuggling" I'd gotten in this room ever. He teased my nips and my cock from behind and asked "Remember how my brother and I stayed here a lot when our parents were getting divorced when you were dating my aunt?" I nodded an affirmative. "Well, you didn't know that I'd watch for Aunt Maureen to head to this room. I bet you didn't know that there's a crawl space that runs under the half-stairs from the closet in the room Jonah and I stayed in to the closet in this room." He pointed at the closet door, which like many such doors of that time period was louvered. I shot him a puzzled look over my shoulder, and his first response was to push my forward onto the bed on my hands and knees with my ass facing him. "Damn, there it is... the ass I drooled over while I watched you from behind while you fucked my aunt... I could always see your perfect hairy glutes and thighs as you pumped and on the outstroke I would see this hole of yours... glad to see it hasn't changed too much in all that time." While he was saying this he was dragging his fingers sensuously around my quivering bud. Then I felt his hot breath and his warm face between my cheeks and I shivered. He took a few licks of my pucker and pulled back slightly to tell me to take a few hits from the bong. It was in easy reach and I was soon inhaling clouds while and expert tongue got me twisted in knots! As I was losing myself in clouds and being rimmed, he pulled back a bit again and while continuing to nuzzle my butt with his nose and an occasional nip here and there he murmured "yep, I fell in love with this ass of yours all the way back then. Jonah did too." "WHAT?" I said, shaken out of my reverie. "Yeah, we fucked each other all through High School, but when I came home from my first year in College and told him I was pozzed that semester, he freaked out and went all religious on us. Actually turned "Born Again" and swore off all sex of any kind. Pity... but enough of that, now it's time for me to fuck this ass. Flip over!" Seems he wanted the nostalgia of seeing my ass the way it was when I was a teenager fucking his Aunt, but for the actual action itself he wanted to see me face-to-face. That was totally okay by me, I prefer that myself." A grinning demon rummaged around to toss me the Max Impact and this time HIS underwear from his arrival... the kinky pig... and because of his width, he lubed a bit and while I huffed, he slowly began inserting that FAT cock into my willing but tight former-top-only hole. When it popped in, I have to admit I saw stars for a minute and used my larger size and muscles to hold him still for the minute or so it took for my ass to stop spasming. Once that happened, he continued to slide in, fortunately a short distance since the stretch was so much. But inevitably, it felt good, then great, then heavenly. He bred my hole in the room where he discovered he was turned on by a man's ass. That twisted little fucker made sure we did something sexual in every room of the house... we got into a 69-rim session in his old bunk bed in the bedroom on the other side of the stairs. We did watersports in the master bath and played with toys in the downstairs bath. With his legs around my waist and my cock in his ass we stepped out onto the deck to fuck out there for a few minutes, but it was NOVEMBER and that didn't last long. We used the kitchen counters as convenient rim and suck stations, rode a double headed dildo in the living room, and he had me fist him on his Grandparents bed. Seriously. He had to make sure we hit every place he had some memory of in that house. Realize I had a good number of memories there too, and the thought of his accepting but very straight-laced 94 year old grandfather knowing what chemfueled bacchanalia took place even on his very own (former) bed, both turned me on and boggled my mind. When I got home around 1AM, my hubby just laughed his butt off about the whole thing... "only you, hon, only you". And every once in a while as we were falling asleep I'd hear "only you... but DAMN that's hot". The next day while he had brunch shift, I went back to clean up and Micah and I had a last round or two (being still kind of amped) before we actually cleaned up. When I left he joked that he certainly had to recommend my services as a real estate agent highly, as it was obvious that I provided services few other agents did! When my ex his Aunt Maureen returned the next week from visiting her dad (Micah's aforementioned grandpa) in Florida, she stopped by the house and called to thank me and commend me for how spotless and cleaned up the place was... she was amazed I would do so much extra work. She also mentioned that her nephew had been singing my praises telling her that she had no idea how dedicated, talented and devoted to satisfying a customer I was and she should be "crystal clear" on my dedication and enthusiasm. I contained my laughter, since there was no WAY I could explain... I've bumped into Micah a few times since at sex parties in the city and we always spend sometime playing - and laughing! Coming soon: Part 2 - Renovation Chemming Part 3 - Selling my FB's Condo Part 4 - Candyman refers a Home Buyer

Grabbing my keys and wallet I got out of the car and crossed the short parking lot and entered the bathhouse. The smell of sweat and man greeted my nose and my heart beat rose. This was my third time coming here and I was still nervous. The same old guy as the other times was sitting behind the counter, a bit skinny for my tastes but he had this huge uncut cock that always seemed to be dripping a bit of precum on the seat of the stool het sat on. “Welcome back, enjoy the party” he told me as I passed over my money and got my wristband and key. I thought this odd as the last 2 times he didn’t even speak to me, just sort of grunted and took my money. As I entered I looked around but didn’t see any notices. Maybe because today is Sunday I thought. The other times I had stopped by on Saturday night since I figured it would be the busiest then and I could have the most fun watching guy and jerking off. I made it a point to not actually do anything I was strictly a voyeur; I loved watching the guy getting fucked and sucking. It was like live action Treasure Island, I could never think of joining in but loved to watch the bottom with their eyes in a cum craze as they took a load. I went to my locker took off my shorts and tank top and wrapped my towel around my waist. Looking in the mirror I smiled thinking I was adorable. I’m 6 foot 1, dark hair with a nice furry body, the only thing I never liked was that my cock didn’t seem to match, it was a decent 6 and a half inches and uncut but still, on me it look smaller due to my big frame. Shaking my head I proceeded to walk out and into the main area of the bathhouse. The doors on either side of me were open and about half had occupants, most bottoms playing with toys and moaning as they worked their holes, a couple in them had guys fucking. I noticed that a lot of the guys seemed older and closer to the age of the doorman then the last time I was here. Seems the average age was at least 45, plus unlike on Saturday there was a lot more body hair, which was fine with me I love furry guys. I decided to start in the steam room to relax first before I went in search of something hot to watch. Seems fate liked me since when I entered there was about 5 guys already there and one was getting a blow job. Again they all seem at least 10 years older than me, at least 45 and most seems like 50 or 60. They all had hairy white body hair matted to them, sweat dripping down. I sat opposite the show and started to get hard, the steam doing its work relaxing me. I tilted my head back and breathed deep. I noticed the bench shit a bit and look and saw that one of the other guy had moved over at sat next to me. He was damn sexy, not my usual type, probably around 65 but muscled and covered in trimmed white fur with a goatee, looked like classic construction worker hottie. He ran his hand through his wet hair and I saw a deeply furred pit and my cock twitched. He caught me looking and smiled giving his towel a squeeze around what seemed to be a rather impressive cock. In one motion he flipped open his towel revealing my guess had been right. There not even fully hard was a thick, uncut, cock at least 7 inches and grow. The head had just started to poke out from the hood. He grabbed my hand and lead it to his stiffing cock and I began to stroke him, feeling it become slick with sweat, steam, and the most precum I had ever seen. This was not in my plan I never get involved I just watch but damn I do love big cocks. The gentleman trusting in my control lean back and then as if knowing it would get me put his hands behind his head exposing his pits and he leaned back and moaned. I was still nervous about doing anything too risky when I felt the bench shift and noticed that one of the other occupants had come over as well. This guy was really not my type, must have been about 70 and very thin, I like meat on my guys, but I am also polite so it is hard for me to really reject anyone. I felt him loosen my towel with his hand and exposed my cock, standing straight up out of my black furry bush, precum at the tip. Before I could stop him his mouth was on me sucking it hard and fast. His tongue swirled around the head and slithered down and lick my balls when he deep throated me. I lost my rhythm with the hot muscle daddy, but he didn’t seem to mind, His hand came over and started working my nipples and then stroking my hair. I found it oddly reassuring as the guy sucked me harder and harder. I leaned back with my eyes closed and enjoyed the feelings. The guy sucking me lifted off for a second and removed a bottle from his waist band and took two big inhales before diving back down. I had never done poppers before but from my porn watching I knew what they were. Muscle daddy reached over and snagged the bottle , bringing it to his own nose he inhaled twice and I watched the look of lust come harder into his eyes and his cock gave a jump and precum leaked down. I stared into his eyes as he brought the bottle to my nose and held one nostril closed, staring me down I inhaled my first hit of poppers….then my second…..then my third….. the bottle did not move away until I have taken four hits on each side. My head was spinning and me body felt tingly. The guy sucking my cock stopped, the poppers had made my cock go soft, much to my embarrassment. It was short lived though, since muscle daddy smiled and told me not worry there are lots of thing to do beside that. His hand drifted down and touched my fucked holed and started rubbing it in circles. I moaned and pushed down a bit letting his finger enter me. I must have guess right about his profession because his finger was rough and calloused feeling in my tender hole. I had only been fucked once or twice so I was pretty tight. The skinny guy brought the bottle to my nose again as construction daddy worked my hole. 4 more hits and he slipped another finger in. I was feeling amazing and wanted more. Which is of course when it hit me what I was doing. In a startled panic I sat up wrapped my towel around me and swayed to the door. A little unsteady on my feet from the poppers and left the steam room to get some fresh air. I expected them to say something but only heard what I thought was a knowing chuckle as the door swung closed behind me on a cloud of steam.

We need to have a gifters/chasers socialsoetime son

I just took a load deep in my ass. Damn that felt great! Found him on Grindr, drove to his place, got naked, sucked his cock, bent over, and got fucked quickly until he came in my ass. I put on my clothes, thanked him, and left.

This is short but insanely hot. I'm sure I recognise the top's voice from xtube, but can't find what else he has put up. http://www.xvideos.com/video15709399/scally_lads_bareback

Awesome writing. I love your style and your dialogue really gets me off.

I can't wait for Part 5. So well written, great characters and a brilliant storyline. I wish my postman was a 20-something hung poz God.

I can make mine tight if I feel like it needs to be or if requested to do so but I find it a turn on when a top tells me to make it loose and don't tighten up. Focusing on staying open and loose is hot and really keeps me into the fuck.

Even when I thought I was being vigilant and safe, a man like the helpful gentleman could have convinced me to take a cock bare. I'm looking forward to reading more.

Fantastic. Well written, stimulating, blasphemous. Please keep it going

Thanks, guys! I'm finishing up Part 2 today. So check back tonight.

what I love is the ones begging for someone to fuck them with no location or other ways of finding out if they are near you.

Damn, I love Orion's videos!

By: Orion5419 http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Anguish-of-deep-FUCKING-28501911 Anguish of deep FUCKING the name says it all for this 2*****. He is a trooper....i give him that.

Part 4 I don't know how long I was in that position, with the fist toy on the machine punch fucking my hole...I just realised I was coming down a little as I was now beginning to sense my surroundings again. I saw the 2 guys and Master having drinks, and moaned as my hole took the fist. They looked over at me and Master said it looks like pig is needing a top up, but first he can have a little break. Master came over and stopped the machine, and assisted me to my feet and told me to go and have another shower and a washout, and take my time. Of course time meant nothing, but I did know we had been going for quite a few hours...who cares? I loved the shower, and washed out several more times... enjoying the feeling of the water swelling my hole up then squirting out. Once again I was squeaky clean, and ready for action. I went back in the room and Master told me to sit in an armchair and handed me a Gatorade. He told me to drink up and that there was a nice hit of G in there for me. After about 5 minutes I began to feel the G kicking in, and a couple of low moans alerted Master. He sprung into action and told me to get down on all fours on the fuck bench. Quickly my wrists and ankles were tied, and I was given another slam. This was a .3, which on top of the G and previous slams turned me into a mumbling slut wanting to be used more. The two guys and Master were behind me, and in my rush I felt a fist entering me, slow but steady. It pulled out a little, and a second fist slowly joined it. Master came in front of me and fixed a gas mask to my face with poppers in it. He said right pig, shallow breathing and you don't get any. When you breathe deep and hard it will open the valve and you will get a big hit... I couldnt really focus on what he said, but my subconscious took it in. The two fists were working my hole and I was moaning and the guys were encouraging me saying wow what a good pig, fuck yeah look at that cunthole open! Yeah, fuck! Master was now back behind me and he said firmly right pig take a good deep hard hit of the poppers...I grunted and breathed in deep and hard, the all too familiar scent filling my nostrils and my lungs, and out it went and Master said take 3 more pig. I happily complied, even though my head was now totally spun. As the rush from the second snort hit, I felt more pressure against my hole and I hurriedly took the 3rd and subsequent hits deep and fast...I was now completely flying and was aware of intense unparalleled pleasure from deep within my guts and heard voices, and couldn't really make out what they were saying. I caught a few words, like FUCK PIG, 3 FISTS! and LOOK, HOLY FUCK look at that fucking beautiful hole! .....I blissed out, falling in and out of being there, aware at times my hole was getting the biggest workout it had ever had....I had actually reached that point with the two fists earlier, but the punch fisting toy and the extra drugs took over. I don't remember it finishing, but woke sometime later and was lying on a bed, all clean with a blanket on me. I had been awoken by a noise and it was my Master. It was daylight and he had a hot sweet coffee for me and some yogurt....great for the digestive system after the party. He told me I had slept for 2 days, and the partying and flight from Australia had caught up with me. He grinned and said he got it all on video and he had already made thousands out of it. He said I don't need to ask if you enjoyed yourself, that was more than evident. Welcome to your new home. As you will be starting to feel pretty low, there are some more favours for you once you've had a feed and your coffee. By the way, have you ever been tag team gangbanged? The end

Fuck, this is a really hot fantasy. I especially like chubbybear's story- the fact that he got so soaked in piss that he was dripping, while wearing the only clothes he had with him, is incredibly hot to me. Dude, did anyone comment on the fact that you reeked of piss throughout the rest of the night? How did you get home? I did a performance with a friend of mine at a fetish party at a nightclub once- I don't want to post too many details, because it would be easy to Google it and there's pics of me, but if you message me privately I'll point you in the right direction. Anyway, part of the performance consisted of me getting a 3 minute golden shower, onstage in front of a couple hundred people- my friend was drinking beer after beer before we went on, to make sure they'd be able to piss enough. My friend pissed so much, for so long, that the whole stage was flooded with it. We had put down five or six puppy pads for me to lie on, to absorb the piss, but it was nowhere near enough- so obviously, you know I was soaked head to toe. I think some people thought it was fake, especially the "tourists" who were there for the thrill, but really didn't have much experience with BDSM. The reason I believe they thought it wasn't real piss is because a bunch of people slapped me on the back or put their arm around me, telling me what a great act it was, immediately after I got offstage, when I clearly had not cleaned myself off yet. Who knows, maybe they were closet pisspigs, haha. Anyway, when I agreed to do it, I was pretty green, and didn't know anything about the backstage areas of Manhattan bars- I actuallly assumed there would be a shower that I could use, haha. Oops, no. There was a sink, which was a blessing, and I splashed water around as best I could, and used a ton of those cheap brown paper towels that aren't absorbent at all. I put clean clothes on and went back out to enjoy the party. I thought I'd done a good job cleaning myself up, but hours later, near the end of the night, a photographer got a bunch of us together for a group photo. As we all squeezed in and put our arms around each other, the chick behind me sniffed the air, curling her lip. "Why do I keep smelling stale piss?!" she demanded loudly. I kept my mouth shut, but I know wherever that group photo ended up, I'm grinning like the Cheshire Cat in it.

Part 3 Boys................. It was around 4:00 A.M. when we all eventually collapsed out of exhaustion, Sam, Chris, and Ethan having taken more poison cum from Don, Julian and me. Ethan and Sam had taken turns being fucked ragged by Don, but I had a particularly amazing fuck with Chris who was equal to Ethan when it came to his capacity for being ridden hard and rough. I took our session a bit further having choked Chris to the point where he was about to pass out. Amazingly he at not point put-up any defence. It was clear to me at some point this weekend the three boys would be ripe for some suffering. As I drifted off to sleep Chris was snuggled by my side, Don and Sam were sleeping soundly together and Ethan kissing Julian and stroking his naked torso. I awoke in the morning to the sensation of hand stroking my morning wood. Although my head was quite foggy I nevertheless had a good idea with whom I was sleeping, and, as I anticipated, Chris was stroking my cock, a smile on his lips - lips that required me to kiss them, which was fine with Chris. Although Chris made it clear he wanted to feel my cock inside him for another round, I had a burning need to feel cock myself so whispered to him to lick me out and fuck me. He grinned in pleasure, slid down on the mattress so he could lift my legs, holding them immobile as he orally explored my hole as he also stroked my cock. I lay passive, enjoying the pleasures of a teenager’s tongue exciting my anal senses. The other guys hadn’t yet awoken but, when Chris plunged his manhood into my cunt, I made some fairly audible responses gradually roused the other guys. Chris had been fucking me for no more than five minutes, leaning in to kiss me when the doorbell went. Chris stopped mid fuck and looked at me. The large TV screen automatically flicked on and the security camera outside the front door showed the visitor to be the postman. Smiling, I looked over at my nephew, asking "Ethan baby, can you get the door for me? It’s Josh, the postman." Glancing at the screen Ethan remarked "What a fuckin' cutie," and, shooting a grin to no one and everyone, he stepped out of the room stark naked, and opening the front door to find Josh, who was preoccupied with sorting the various letters in his hand, didn't register Ethan was au naturel. “Morning Mr. A, nice day. I have a few letters that need a signatur…….” He broke off in mid-sentence as he took in my beautifully naked nephew standing before him wearing nothing but a sexy grin. “OH er...erm..sorry I was expecting Mr Anders” Josh blustered, slowly turning red. “He’s my Uncle” Ethan replied, “But he’s a bit…er…busy at the moment, can I help?” he asked seeing close up, Josh was very cute and in his 20’s. Because it was a hot day he wore post office regulation shorts and a blue short sleeve shirt that showed he was athletically built. He wore a stubbly beard with blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. His left arm had a full length tattoo down to his wrist which Ethan noticed, “Sweet inking, mate,” Ethan offered. Josh gulped, still staring at Ethan’s naked sexiness, “Er oh yeah thanks” he managed to reply. “You’ve got some ink on your finger” Ethan said grabbing his hand and pulling it towards him. Josh didn’t say a word but let his hand be taken and seeing a black smudge on his index finger, Ethan extended it and then placed it to his lips and sucked it while all the time watching Josh who simply stared back into Ethan’s eyes. Ethan licked his finger clean and let it go. By now Josh had regained some composure, commanding Ethan "Turn around." Ethan broadly smiled, turning to face the wall. Josh Josh came into the hall and we could all see he moved up behind Ethan and ran his hand up Ethan’s inside leg to his crack. Josh pulled his fingers back to his mouth and Ethan turning saw Josh lick them clean, remarking “Mmm, I don’t know how many loads you’ve got up there but the cum sure tastes hot,” he commented. “Do you want to come in? I’m sure my Uncle can sign for those,” Ethan said grinning back. Josh shut the door and he and Ethan walked off screen just as it switched off again. Chris was still inside me having just watched his boyfriend with Josh, as indeed we all had. Ethan came in first followed by the postman who took in the debauchery in the room with a huge dirty smile growing wider as he saw Chris fucking me. “Hey Mr A. Sweet” he replied. “Hey Josh, introductions later,” I responded, muffling a grunt as Chris bottomed-out in my hole. Josh didn’t need to be asked twice but took Ethan into his arms, embracing him with a hard kiss. Don and Julian were making out while Sam was servicing both their cocks. And so the morning continued with Josh getting a long hard blow job from my nephew before turning him around and riding him doggy in the centre of the room. Josh was well built and his tattoos weren’t just confined to his arm as they stretched and flexed over his back while he got energetic with Ethan. Chris came hard in me but I made him lick out his load and share it, something he had never done before, but enjoyed very much. Sam was getting a spit roast with the poison cock of Don inside his hole and after a while his deep voice growled out to the young slut, “Tell me you want me to breed your cunt." “Breed me sir,” returned Sam’s quick whimper, his speach impeded Don's cock which was ravaging in Sam's cunt and Julian’s cock which was balls-deep in Sam's throat. Chris lay on me again watching his younger brother and boyfriend getting bred, quietly asking “Is Josh poz?” Smiling I rhetorically asked “How do you think I know him?” “You also pozzed him?” he asked. “Yes, and he begged me for all of my deadly sperm,” I answered, separating Chris’ cheeks apart and resting my hard cock in his crack, “Just as you did,” I groaned. Chris helped guide my cock to his hole, “Breed me again master” he whispered. I rode Chris in several positions, slapping his ass and raping him hard before biting down on his neck and making him yell out as I pumped another load in him. Josh, meanwhile, had been welcomed by all. Initially he took to Julian and Sam, then he helped double fucking the teenager while Don ate out Ethan’s sloppy ass. Afterwards Don again fucked Ethan. The fucking continued most of the morning before I called time and made some coffee. “Boy, a word if you please,” I asked of Ethan, Chris and Sam. Josh was dressing, and lest he get away without hearing of my plans, I called him over saying “You too, Josh, if you don’t mind." Josh didn't mind. “Guys, we're having a little soirée this evening for some clients of ours,” nodding at Don and Julian. "We are wondering if you guys would mind helping us out?" I had four grinning faces before me as they’d all jumped straight into the gutter, which was partly true of my intentions. Ethan asked "What would you need us to do, Uncle?” “Well, we need a few guys to help serve drinks and, generally (and frankly) to serve eye candy for the evening.” “What sort of evening is it Mr A?” asked Josh. “Well I guess that depends how it goes, but let’s just say the men coming are very important and very, very broadminded,” I answered, returning Josh's smile, and giving a discrete wink to Don, who had caught my eye when he sniggered to himself. This was in part true, the clients were in fact new potential distributors for the porn company and after many drinks were very partial to fucking the hired help. “You’ll all be paid of course. Five hundred pounds each for the night” I offered. All four agreed straight away. “There’ll be a couple of other guys helping out too but since you three are staying with me anyway, I thought you’d like something to do on Saturday night” I said nodding at Ethan, Chris and Sam. Josh seemed very keen anyway. “Er Mr A., would these clients be anything to do with the porn company you own?” he asked smiling at me. The three teenagers looked at Josh, then at each other. Their grins got even wider. "Uncle. have you been holding out on me?” Ethan asked. “They are yes Josh,” I replied, “Don is CEO of BoyToys and Julian is Art Director” I said answering Ethan. “Fuck, we watch those movies”, Sam said to Chris. “Wait don’t they do hardcore breeding scenes?” Chris asked realising. “Yeah they do,” Don chimed in, “And tonight there’ll be some distributors we want to sell to in new markets who only want very dirty hardcore breeding so we need to make a good impression.” He finished. “Sweet” Ethan said. “So guys you in?” I asked. “FUCK YEAH” came back at me simultaneously from the four of them. The party was still being set up when we arrived in the water front studios. The building looked quite run down from the outside but was modern inside and we’d be using the studio itself which was laid out as a bedroom with huge bed in the middle of the space with big chairs and solid looking fucking height tables all around and all designed for the porn made there. The four lads were excited by the prospect. Ethan had been a flee in my ear all day about how he’d love to make porn. Like I hadn’t seen that one coming, especially with Don saying how much money we’d make with the three of them, “Look at them” He said to me, “And brothers too”. Two of the studios porn actors were also helping out this evening and we introduced them to Ethan, Chris, Sam and Josh. “This is Jermaine and Ben” Don said. Jermaine was 20, black, 6ft4, physically very impressive and very cute with one stud in his left ear. Ben was 19, sandy haired, glasses, slimmer’s build but a lovely smile and sexy ass. Julian came over and took over the arrangements, “Guys, you’ll be serving naked tonight and we want you to wear these collars” He showed them the white collar and dickie, “And these cuffs” He said showing them the individual cuffs. “Now I know you’re all young and virile so erections aren’t really an issue but I want you all to take some Viagra so you stay rock hard all evening” he continued showing them the packet of blue pills, “It will complete the look I want” he said grinning. “So what do you need us to do Julian?” Ben asked eyeing Sam, Ethan, Chris and Josh. “There are canapés and drinks to be served all night so you’ll be taking trays round, plus your eye candy for the night so be yourself and if they want to talk to you, charm them” He said. “And anything else?” Ben persisted. “Ben I’m sure you guys will be fucking later too, let’s just see how it plays out”, Julian replied. All the boys grinned as they knew that was the real reason they were here. At 8pm the guests started to arrive and all were welcomed by one or more of the naked boys all sporting hardons. All of them were attracting a lot of attention with perhaps Jermaine’s 9-inch monster getting the most. The guests were mostly men but some women and ranged in age from 20s to 50s. Don, Julian and I were mingling and talking to them while the boys wandered round with trays. “They are beautiful”, said one German guy who looked to be in his thirties, “They model?” He asked. “Actually only two of them are models for the studio. The others are my nephew, his boyfriend, his boyfriends brother and my postman” I replied grinning. The German looked at me for a few moments taking in what I’d said,” English humour?” He asked. “No” I replied. “Brother’s” he repeated. “I thought you’d like that” I said, “And yes they fuck each other” “And your nephew?” He continued “Yes I have had the pleasure” I replied proudly. “Excellent” He said contemplating while rubbing his crotch. News of the brother’s and my nephew quickly spread around the room and later in the evening after quite a bit of wine had been consumed Don came over to me,” We have to sign them” He growled at me. “Yeah I get that impression too” I replied staring at my sexy nephew smiling and chatting to two buxom women with a sexy grin and his lovely hard cock standing to attention before them. “I’m telling you we’ll have contracts with everyone in this room before the night is out” He replied quickly. “What you want to do?” I asked. “Let’s get them to put a show on. Jermaine is packing a high viral load and Ben is negative but he’s just told me he wants to convert and he’d do it here tonight for them” he said with excitement in his voice. That turned me on too, the thought of a negative bottom taking poz cum for the first time and for the audience, not to mention Ethan, Chris and Sam taking yet more tainted cum to continue their conversion. “Josh” I called as I saw him walking near me. Josh came over to us,” Yes Mr A?” he asked. I smiled at his lovely body and thick 8-inch erection standing proud for me. “Are you poisonous at the moment?” I asked “Yeah I am as it happens, I didn’t want to say as it was your nephew I fucked” he said sheepishly. “Oh don’t worry, I am too and I’ve been fucking him for a week” I replied “FUCK ME…Hot man” he replied in awe. “Listen, we need to put on a show and Ben wants converting, plus the boys can take a little more positive seed for our guests” I said looking at Josh. “Yeah sure, love to” He replied. I looked at Don, “Good?” I asked. “Good” he replied, grinning insanely. To be continued………………………………………….

Ha! I'm pleasantly surprised by this thread. I like taking big dildos when I'm not getting the real thing, so it's encouraging to hear about tops who don't want a frog ass (water-tight). On the very rare occasion when I do top, I want a loose, preferably cum-lubed, hole. There's nothing worse than trying to wedge your cock inside a bottom who can't relax his sphincter and let you in, and you're starting to panic, losing your hard-on. After eating the motherfucker out and fingering him with lots of lube, that pussy should be open and ready to take meat.

Wednesday After Work Back at my desk I had a smile on my face and a rumbling in my guts. With nothing else at my desk to eat I drank the other bottle of water, it seemed to have some energy kick to it so I thought I would hold me over. The only problem was it started making me also bounce up and down in my office chair to work the plug in my ass. This would never work and I couldn’t take the time for a jerk session again with work to do. Then I remembered Tom’s relaxing files and popped in my ear buds an hit play. It was amazing again after like 5 min I calmed down and was able to get back to work. The weir ASMR like noises penetrated my head and soothed me. Before I knew it is was 5 o’clock and time to head out. Pretty happy I had gotten even ab it more than I meant to accomplished I packed up my briefcase and started out the door. Walking to my car was both great and difficult. The shifting plug in my ass kept send warm tingles to my cock which was leaking so much at this point I could feel it slip and sliding in the jock strap. I got in my car and another moan escaped from my lips and it pushed the plug nice and hard into me again. The drive home was uneventful, I had decided on the way home that instead of cardio tonight I needed to get some weight training in, so instead of going for a run with Tom and Mike I would head to my gym and do some muscle training. Waking up stairs I quickly stripped off my clothes and decided to rinse off the sweat from my earlier encounter before heading out. As I made my way through the bathroom I looked in the mirror and notice my scruffy face, hmm I need to fix that. Grabbing my clippers I started to trim my goatee, carefully working the edges before I would shave. I kept shaping it and fixing the edges, they never seemed to be straight. Then I thought back to earlier and what I would look like without it. I hadn’t shaved my face totally in around 6 years. Fuck it no time like the present and change is always good. The clippers move over my and so I was completely gone. I lathered up and began to shave, the boar bristle brush felt great on my skin and the sandalwood soap I use always smells great. Before I knew it I was all done, looking at the guy in the mirror I was impressed with how much younger I looked and how great my face was. But I looked off a bit. Here was this youthful face with the deep hairy chest and bush, that just looks weird, I thought. Picking the clippers back up I started working them over my body, striping of my once cherished chest hair, leg hair, bits crotch everything got clippered. Now that looked a lot better. Standing there I looked young and fit. It really helped show off all the hard work I was doing. My cock liked it too as a large amount of precum had dripped on the sink counter making a small pool. Not one to let anything go to waste I bent down a quickly licked I up. The taste was delicious and I savored it in my mouth before swallowing it. I ran my hand over my almost hairless body and love it. The feel of my skin so much closer now. It made me wonder…..Digging under the sink I found what I was looking for. My wife hated any body hair on her so she always had some of the hair stripping stuff. A quick look at the direction said it was perfect for my bikini area, since I don’t have one of those I’ll just assume that I can put it on my balls. I ran some down my arms, chest, balls, legs, ass, even my hands and feet. The stuff smelled weird and kind of burned but I stood there covered in with goo for a solid 20 min while I waited for it to work. When the time was up I went and turned on the shower and got in. The water felt amazing washing that stuff of and I was shocked and how much hair was circling the daring. The water felt different, no longer hitting the impasse of my body hair it glided over my skin feeling like sating running down my body. I got out and toweled off, the nakedness of being hairless was exhilarating . I looked at myself in the mirror and marvels. No hair , not a single one. I hadn’t looked like this since I was 10. My cock looked gigantic huge and pulsing, a pearl of precum leaked out and my finger quickly brought it to my mouth, before I could get to into what I was doing I reminded myself I needed to get my ass in gear and hit the gym. Throwing on a jock compression shorts and a tank I headed out to build some muscle…..

Part 2 ........................... I had no more than two and a half hours sleep before my alarm was waking me up for my morning jog. I dressed and left the apartment for my usual six-miler which was my time for contemplation, although today I was having thoughts about just one thing, pozzing my gorgeous nephew and all the other things I wanted to do to him. I got back to my apartment and even before I opened the door I could hear the argument ensuing inside. I stepped in and the distinct and irate voices of my sister and her son could be heard clearly. “You’re not fucking dropping out of school,” my sister shouted at her son. “It’s my fucking life. I’ll do what I want” was the equally loud response. Walking into the lounge I found my sister and her half-dressed son almost nose to nose, red faced and glaring at each other. It was wrong but my cock twitched again at the sight of my beautifully bare chested nephew but swiftly putting that aside, “What the hell’s the matter?” I asked. There was a moments pause before each turned and started shouting their response simultaneously at me. “Guys, time-out”, I said holding up my hand. “Jane, what’s wrong?" Ethan crossed his arms and fumed, but remained silent. “It was all decided. He was going to University starting this year and I awoke this morning to his announcement that overnight everything has changed and he wants to move to London and have a life down here,” she blurted without pausing. I looked at Ethan who just continued to glare at his mother but the sinking feeling began to spread that somehow I might possibly have done more than infect my nephew’s body last night, maybe I’d poisoned his mind too. Exploring the issue I asked “Ethan why do you want to give up University and come to London?” “I want what you have. I want to work and enjoy myself as you do,” he replied. I noticed he placed a bit too much emphasis on the word ‘enjoy’ than I liked to hear. “Ethan, I went to Uni and I’ve worked hard to live like this. It hasn't been easy,” I said as kindly as I could. “You see. I told you that” Jane shot back at Ethan. Ethan glared at me too now and before I got both barrels from him, “Listen Jane. Why doesn’t Ethan stay with me for a few weeks and I’ll show him what the opportunities are like here for him. There are some great Uni’s down here. Maybe there’s a compromise we can explore,” I said. Ethan’s face immediately changed from angry teenager to ecstatic teenager in an instant. Clearly Ethan thought this was an excellent idea. Jane’s expression softened a bit as she looked at me for a moment to contemplate my suggestion, only to bluntly ask “You’d help him? Why now though?” I had to think quickly myself but then It dawned on me that being Ethan's uncle gave me an inherent position from which to speak, so using my best brotherly charm voice I answered "Listen I haven’t been around to help you guys. Let me do this. I’ve got some great contacts, we can look at Universities and I’ll help sort accommodation if it’s what Ethan wants.” With my best brotherly charm. Jane looked almost pacified as she shot Ethan a stern glance then looking back at me, “Alright, we can at least explore the option. We have time I suppose”, she finally relented. “Thanks Uncle” Ethan said grinning like some mad Cheshire cat. I smiled back knowing full well what was exciting my nephew right now and it wasn’t the thought of looking at Universities in London! “Sis, why don’t you take a shower and I’ll freshen up and make us breakfast," I suggested. She smiled at me and on leaving the room she kissed me on the cheek. When I heard Jane's bedroom door close I asked “Ethan, is this because of last night?” Ethan moved quickly and was on me kissing me hard. I didn’t want to but I broke the kiss quickly, “Careful” I said looking behind me. “If you pozzed me last night I’m probably going to get sick in a few weeks. How will I hide that from her? She opens my post. What happens when she sees the doctor’s letters?” he asked, giving me his puppy dog eyes. I looked at him for a few moments contemplating the consequences of what I’d done to him but I couldn’t help feel excited about what I could get up to with a hot kid like Ethan living under my roof. “Will you never tell your mother if you become HIV positive?” I asked without really thinking it through. “Will you?” he replied smiling back, hand on my chest. “I guess you have me there.” I said grinning, “But one step at time. I need to think this all through and I’m desperate for a piss and a shower.” “Let me Uncle” Ethan replied with a wicked little smile and with that he dropped to his knees and pulled my shorts and briefs down. My cock was placid, sweaty and no doubt musty smelling but Ethan gently held it, kissed it and licked it, pulling my foreskin back and using his tongue to tickle the end of my cock and especially my urethra, expertly coaxing a torrent of piss out of me. I swear he never spilled a drop, drinking all I could give him as he stared up at me gulping down my amber nectar. After I finished he licked his lips, stood up and we kissed so hard. I could taste my urine in his mouth, he was driving me wild. The rest of the visit was much happier with Jane seemingly relieved and happy to receive my help with her son, while Ethan was ecstatically happy about staying with me for a while. I was a little taken aback during one conversation when Jane asked Ethan how his boyfriend would feel about me coming to live in London. “He’ll be cool, he wants the best for me and he can come visit us, right Uncle?” he asked with a twisted little grin which I knew had some double meaning. “I guess, but I didn’t realise you were still with him?” I asked, giving Ethan an equally probing stare back. Later when Jane had gone to bed and Ethan and I were still polishing off a bottle of wine, “So you have a boyfriend?” I asked him. “Er yeah, Chris” he replied “And what will you tell him?” I asked “Oh he’s cool. Besides I thought you might like breeding him as well,” Ethan replied with a lusty smile. My cock was rock hard and I didn’t care. I was quite well oiled and my sexy nephew was equally pissed, and he was seated in front of me, telling me he wanted me to breed his boyfriend. I was so turned on. “And he wants it too?” I asked. “I don’t know, but does it matter?” he shot back with that evil grin of his again. “You’re deliciously dangerous young Ethan” I replied grinning back, “I think this will be fun” That night I fucked Ethan until the early hours again only this time I was much rougher with him. He was becoming the the kind of sub slut that I love to treat very badly. Ethan loved every bit of it especially when I plunged a tooth brush into his ass hole and ravaged his anal passage, drawing it out to show him the blood. After three more loads inside his cunt and one down his throat I knew he was well on the way to his desire of being positive. I must admit when Jane and Ethan left on Sunday morning it was with a little tinge of disappointment. This visit had been amazing on many levels but not least the revelation that was Ethan. Over the next few days my mind was pre-occupied with the thought of Ethan, so even when I engaged the 22-year-old rent boy from Sleepyboy to come round and massage me, ravaging the sexy whore's cunt with two deadly loads still wasn’t as exciting or as fulfilling as fucking my nephew. Not until Wednesday evening when I received a telephone from Ethan that my excitement began to return as he informed me that he’d sorted things out his end and wanted to come up on Friday and spend a few weeks with me. I was just about to say Friday was fine when it suddenly dawned on me I had a major board meeting with one of my business interests which would likely end with the CEO and the Artistic Director of the company coming back to mine for a late night drink session which always ended in a ‘party’. This particular business interest was a company that provided content to the adult entertainment industry, something I enjoyed and when an old fuck buddy of mine set up the business and asked me to invest, I was happy to do so. “Friday is going to be tough Ethan I have something going on” I replied. I could tell he was disappointed but then a wonderfully sadistic thought popped into my head, “Although, maybe you could help out, thinking about it.” I explained my colleagues were coming round on Friday evening and that perhaps he could be some of the entertainment for us. Ethan couldn’t have been more enthusiastic especially when I told him both Don and Julian were very sexy and very positive too, and went so far as to ask “Can I bring Chris?” “Your boyfriend?” “Yeah, he knows we fucked,” Ethan explained, adding “He’d love to be used too” “And will he know we’re all positive?” I asked “I won’t be telling him. He loves bareback though” Ethan replied matter of factly. “OK you two can put on a little show for us and then we’ll get the party started” I replied. So I had it all planned and by the time I put the phone down I had to go take care of my rock hard cock. Friday evening Don, Julian and I were sat in my lounge with some background music and low lighting drinking a great red. Don was a mountain of a man. He was a black, 6ft 5inch ex-body builder, ex-porn star but still hugely proportioned with a massive nine-inch cock that I had enjoyed riding many times. Julian was a smaller, athletic guy, 6ft exactly with a great smooth body and nice seven-inch fat dick. Usually on these occasions we’d get some rent boys round to party with but after showing them a picture of my nephew and the mere thought of incest in the room, seemed to excite them. At 6pm I’d received a text from Ethan saying that they would be with us by 9pm and that they had a surprise, but wouldn’t elaborate. So just after 9pm while we started on our third bottle, the intercom buzzed. I came back into the room, “Three guests coming up” I said looking confused at Don and Julian. They both looked at me and all I could do was shrug. When the doorbell went I went to answer it and there standing before me was my overly excited nephew who was in my arms and kissing me before I could stop him. Breaking the kiss, he stepped aside and did the introductions, “Uncle, this is Chris” he said as a great looking dark haired stud stretched out his hand for me. Chris was just over 6ft tall with a lovely complexion and great smile. He was clearly as athletically built as Ethan and about the same height. I shook his hand and he said hello. “And this is Chris’s younger brother, Sam” Ethan said, barely containing his excitement. “Brother” I repeated, completely taken aback. Sam held his hand out to me also and I shook it seeing the similarity now with Chris. Sam was perhaps a little smaller in build but no less as attractive as his brother. I let them into the hall and shut the door. “Ethan what’s going on?” I asked. “I didn’t want to tell you before but Chris and I regularly play with Sam and when he found out about tonight he wanted to come too," Ethan replied grinning from ear to ear. I was literally gob smacked and it probably showed, “You boys fuck together?” I asked Chris who was also now grinning at me. “Yes” He replied, “And each other”, with a little wink. “Fucking hot” I replied, grinning back, “Wait, how old are you both?” I asked. “I’m nearly 20 and Sam has just turned 18” Chris replied. “Sweet” is pretty much all I could say. “Ethan, why not dump yours and the guys stuff in the spare bedroom and then come join us in the lounge.” I said grinning at them all. I walked back completely dazed and both Don and Julian could tell something was up. “You are not going to fucking believe this”, is all I could say to them. I grabbed my glass of wine to take a swig and both men continued to look at me expectantly. Before I could say anything else I heard the boys coming into the room and looking round they entered having all quickly removed their clothes bar their briefs and their sheepish grins, which spread when they got sight of Don and Julian, but particularly Don. Chris and Sam were both blessed with excellent physiques and looking at the three of them it was hard not to be envious of their teenage bodies. “Guys, let me introduce you to my nephew, Ethan” pointing him out. He beamed at them and came over to me putting an arm round me. “And this is Chris, Ethan’s boyfriend” pointing to Chris who smiled back at them, “And finally, this is Sam” I said, “Chris’ younger brother." Both Don and Julian did a double take and then stared at me mouthing 'REALLY'. I just grinned and nodded back. “Fuck” said Don in his deep gravelly voice. “Well boys, why not grab yourself a drink and come join us.” I said sitting down. The boys grabbed bottles of beer and then came and sat with us. Ethan sitting next to me, Sam next to Julian and Chris was almost on Don’s knee. Considering teenagers are supposed to be difficult to talk to these three were very chatty and while Ethan and I already knew each other quite well I could feel his erection in his briefs as he watched Chris who had his hands all over Don’s muscles. Sam too was clearly happy with Julian and although Don was the same age as me, Julian was actually a couple of years older, not that the boys seemed to care. After a few more beers the boys were getting loosened up and since we were already well ahead of them, I whispered in Ethan’s ear that it might be fun for the three of them to put on a little show for us. Ethan bit my ear and squeezed my cock through my jeans. “Guys, let’s put on a little show” he said standing up, speaking to Chris and Sam. They both grinned and getting up they stood in the middle of the room and started making out in a three-way kiss with hands all over each other’s bodies. I looked at Don and Julian who were both mesmerised. In porn they had seen their fair share but I happen to know it did not include brothers. We watched as Ethan and Sam were soon on their knees sharing Chris’ quite long and reasonably thick cock between them. I had had to release my dick and was now slowly wanking myself and noticed Don and Julian had done the same. Don’s was enormous, a fact not lost on the teenagers. The show got more and more erotic and soon there was a full on spit roast going on with Ethan in the middle taking it both ends. It seemed the brothers were expert tops and then after almost ten minutes of fucking, Sam pulled out and bent over and soon his big brother was inside his cunt fucking him while Ethan fucked his mouth. I was wanking myself silly by now and so were Don and Julian who were both out of their clothes. I was quickly losing mine too and then the boys, realising their audience were in need had broken apart and Ethan was on me, Chris was on Don, devouring his cock as best he could and Sam was kissing Julian. I’d already discussed with Don and Julian the fact that I wasn’t sure if Chris knew or cared what our status was but tonight was a breeding session instigated by my nephew who was in need of all our poison cum. Julian was actually undetectable at the moment so wasn’t sure he could contribute much in the poison cum stakes but Don was even more deadly than me, with a very high viral load. I didn’t even know if Sam was into raw sex but very quickly that thought was answered as he positioned himself astride Julian and lowered himself down onto his raw cock. Don had manoeuvred Chris onto his back on the floor and was about to plough his ass which was accompanied by a lot of high pitched squealing as he entered and stretched his cunt. Ethan was sucking me so well but I pushed him forward on to all fours and got up behind him, ramming my cock straight in. There was now fucking going on all over the room and lots of grunts and moaning. Chris was in for a long haul because I knew through experience that Don took ages to cum, but I’d not climaxed at all today and after ten minutes I came, loudly dumping another big, positive load in my nephew’s cunt. Julian was also about to cum, and as he pumped his first load into Sam we all heard, “Take my dirty load you FUCKING BITCH!!” as he blew a huge load inside the boy's cunt. I looked at Ethan who grinned at me and then at Sam for a reaction but I don’t think it registered, although Chris had looked up until Don went down and shoved his tongue in his mouth while he continued to power drive his ass. Ethan took the initiative getting up and kissing Sam he told him to go over to me and then Ethan was on Julian, kissing him hard and deep. Sam was smiling at me and I pulled him into a long hard kiss feeling his beautifully smooth and tight body and his sweet ass cheeks. I fingered his hole and felt Julian’s load dripping out and my cock grew hard again, so I pushed Sam down onto it to clean it and get it ready for my next fuck. He was very eager and did a great job, taking me fully down his throat. We all knew Don was close now as he was groaning with such a deep voice, I knew it so well and very soon he too was about to cum. He hammered away at Chris and then the deep voice boomed, “Fucking bitch, you want my seed?” he asked Chris. Chris didn’t hesitate and between moans managed to groan “Yes sir, I want it." “Here it comes, TAKE MY POSION LOAD!!!!” he groaned as he came hard inside him. Chris suddenly looked up as he realised what Don had said, “Wait, WHAT?” he cried. Don pumped what I knew to be a gallon of toxic cum inside Chris and his massive bulk held the frantic boy still. Breathing heavily and sweating profusely he collapsed on top of him. I could tell Chris was a bit panicky, which just made me hornier as I held his brother down on me shaft who too had now realised that perhaps the cum they were taking tonight was tainted. “Did you like being bred boy?” came Don’s deep voice. “Your poz?” Chris asked with clear panic in his voice and looking over at his boyfriend, Ethan got of Julian and knelt down by his boyfriend and cupped his head in his hands and began to kiss him. “Baby, you know you thought about being bred” he said pacifying him. Don got up off Chris who remained on the floor with Ethan kneeling beside him and then Ethan pulled Chris onto his front and parted his legs. As we watched, Ethan went down and began to lap Chris’s cunt which was dripping profuse amounts of Don’s cum. Ethan licked it out for a few minutes before kneeling up and then kissing Chris again, now with a mouth full of Don’s feltched load. It was the horniest thing and it spurred me on to fuck Sam who was also know panicking but I lifted him up firmly onto me and fed my cock inside him and started to fuck him. He moaned and tried to resist but I held him tight and fucked him hard. Not wanting to be left out and packing another erection, Julian came up behind Sam and I slowed, knowing he was going to force his cock inside Sam in a double penetration. Sam squealed like a pig as Julian forced his cock in and Chris looking up at his brother’s pain, slowly calmed, perhaps realising the futility of it and giving into the lust. He even grinned watching his younger brother getting DP’d, although we later found out that Sam and Ethan regularly liked to be DP’d. Sam too began to enjoy the fuck and once Julian and I had got our rhythm going, we were stretching the young kid’s cunt so wide and he was moaning in ecstasy. After a good while of fucking, “I’m near” I groaned to Julian, “and me” he replied through gritted teeth. “You want me to breed you bitch?” I grunted at Sam as he looked into my eyes. He paused in thought and pleasure but eventually replied, “Yes master, breed me” That pushed both Julian and me over the edge with him firing first, I could feel his warm load on my shaft as I pumped my toxic cum into Sam. Ethan and Chris were still sat with Don, luxuriating together, feeling his massively muscled body as they nestled either side of him, all watching us rape Sam. Chris looked positively happy now slowly wanking himself as he watched his little brother being knocked up. Julian pulled out but I stayed inside Sam with him clutched to my chest. I could feel his heart racing as fast as mine and the heat from our perspiring bodies and then I felt Julian’s tongue on my shaft. He’d gone down to clean up Sam’s hole, so I pulled out of him which let the flood of cum pour out into Julian’s open and very willing mouth. With a mouth full of jizz he finally knelt beside us and instinctively Sam opened his mouth so that Julian could spit some cum in. I opened my mouth wide, and Julian took the hint and dribbled some of the jizz into my mouth. Afterwards Sam and I kissed, sharing the toxic cum.. To be continued………………………….

Wednesday Morning Making my way to the bathroom I checked myself in the mirror. Looking at my face it was definitely a shaving day. My usual neat goatee was looking a bit scruffy and needed a trim, looking over my body I ran my hair through my thick chest hair, scratching it, felt really good. Staring at my face in the mirror I wondered what I would look like without the goatee and stubble. Oh well need to get showered and cleaned up. Hopping in the shower I start running my hands all over. Soapy my pecs and abs, washing my cock and balls and my furry pits. My hands started to soap up my ass, kneading the cheeks they drifted closer to my hole. Right away I noticed a difference. Where once I was a air tight a soap finger easily slipped in. A moan escaped my lip and a second finger joined it, then a third. My hole seemed on fire need more. I began to truly finger fuck myself. Working deeper and deeper, I turn my head and my eyes saw the toys on the bathroom counter. The two plugs still left and the dildo, the next thing I knew I was dripping wet and walking to the night stand to grab the poppers from my drawer. Heading back into the running shower I grabbed the dildo and the jar of abolene my wife uses for removing her make up. Having used it once or twice for my own popper fueled edge sessions I knew it was a great lube. I uncapped the poppers and took 6 hits , 3 on each side. My breathing became deeper and my hole hungry. I needed to be filled. I slather up the dildo and gentle touched it to my hole. Just that touch sent desire coursing through my body. I began to push on it, it wasn’t moving, I pushed hard feeling my hole stretch and finally with a gasp of pain touched with pleasure the head popper in. I gasped, unable to to much else as my hole adjusted. I then slowly took it out, popping it back in and gyrating my hips. Again and again I was taking little thrusts of the cock. I took the bas and planted it on the floor of the tub. I angled the water so it was hitting me right in the chest. I got on my knees and pressed down again. Bouncing a little I rode the first 4 inches of the dildo. Sweat pouring from me and mixing with the water. Looking over I grabbed my poppers again. Daring myself I took 10 hits. 5 on each side. The need was pulsing. I could feel my hole throbbing around the dildo, I began riding it again fast and fast. I got up on the balls of my feet for a different angle and felt it hitting something deep in my hole. I changed my angle again to keep hitting that spot. 2 more hits of poppers. I was moaning constantly now, want the fucking to never end. I went to readjust myself again to get at my hole a different angle. While moving my foot out it slipped on the wet tub floor, I had half a second of panic before my weight dropped me down on the rest of the dildo. Something gave way in my and I felt my entire ass spasm, quaking around the dildo. Tremors ripped through my body and the biggest orgasm I had ever felt rocketed through my body. My ass pulsed and kept pulsing, I flopped on the tub floor like a fish unable to control myself, spread through me radiating from my hole I arched my back and the dildo shot form me hitting the other side of the bathtub. Spent I lay there as the water kept raining down on me. I gasped for breath as I came back into myself. Gingerly I touch my hole with my hand and felt the electric connection shoot in my making me moan. Knowing I was now running late I soaped up again and washed offer my body, no time for a shave again. I went out in the bedroom and grabbed my now standard jock strap, this time no other underwear and dress suit, went downstairs grabbed a protein bar 2 bottles of water from the fridge and head off to work…

Long Weekend – Part 7 “What kind of auction?”, I asked. “The kind where the highest bidder gets to keep you”, he replied laughing. “Yeah, but for how long? 24 hours or something?” I asked, hoping it was like charity auctions that I had been to. “Nooooo kid, until they get bored of you or wear you out, then they’ll sell you off”. To my surprise, he lowered his hood and looked me in the eyes. “It’s not as bad as it sounds, I promise. I was bought four months ago and my Master gives me all the chems and sex I could ever want, this is your ticket to financial freedom”. He was about 22 years old, his eyes were dark and sunken, but his smile was stunning and I leant forward to kiss him. His lips met mine and his tongue shot into my mouth; we kissed deeply, breathing each other’s breath, never breaking eye contact. He reached between my legs and ran his finger around my edges of my cunt, lightly at first and then more firmly, tracing little circles around my delicate ring. I tried to spread my legs to give him better access but the straps were too tight. He massaged the head of my super sensitive cock with his other hand and I could feel the orgasm building inside me. I started to moan and he stopped. “That’s enough for now, let’s find you a new owner” he said as he walked out the door. As he turned the corner I caught sight of him licking his fingers. A few minutes later a group of men walked into the room, looked me up and down, felt my body, played with my cock and arse. A couple, two black men in light grey suits in their mid-thirties, waved a bottle of poppers under my nose to see how I’d respond – I took a couple of deep hits and begged them to fuck me. They walked over to Kirk and offered to buy me immediately. I don’t know how much they paid but I was released from the restraints and led into a changing room where I showered and they had provided a selection of designer clothes for me to wear. Freshened up, we stepped outside into the soft morning sunrise and into blacked out BMW 5 Series. Once on the motorway, the couple introduced themselves as Carl and Mike, a very successful pair who worked in the London stock exchange and had recently been made aware of the benefits of a houseboy. They explained that I would be able to go shopping and make new friends and not need to go to work; everything would be paid for. But in return, I was to look after the house and do anything they or their guests required of me. I asked if there were any limits and Carl smiled, “What limits would you like?”. “I don’t like scat or extreme pain, but watersports and a bit of pain are ok” I answered. “That’s cool boy, we’re not into that kinda shit either, but I hope your hole is accommodating as we’ve been told it is – those videos were pretty impressive”, said Mike. I nodded and smiled and wondered how many other people had watched the videos. Carl could see me thinking and said, “If you’re wondering who has seen those videos of you getting bred by all those guys and getting your cunt ruined, pretty much everyone, they are all on raunchyfuckers.com”. “That’s cool”, I said, “I hope we can make some more” and winked at them both. After another half an hour of driving we pulled up outside their house, a huge detached place with large landscaped garden and electric gates. “Welcome to your new home boy”, they said together.

Friday the 13th, Part 2 With the slam that Tony had just administered, I was definitely feeling a huge rush as my heart pounded the Tina through my veins and into my brain. In less than a minute, my brain sent an urgent message to my ass that I desperately needed to get fucked. Tony was way ahead of me. He knew exactly what I needed. He said, “There’s an adult book store about 6 blocks from here. At this time of day, that’s one of the few places you can get fucked, and it’s especially busy on a Friday afternoon, during commute time, when the business men from downtown stop in there to suck some cock, get their cock sucked, or fuck some ass before they have to get on the freeway and go home to the wife and kids, for the weekend.” Before we went to the adult book store, Tony wanted to get out of his work clothes, so he grabbed a small carry-on bag from his SUV, and changed into a pair of 501’s, boots, and a motorcycle jacket. Last, he pulled his big cock and balls through a snug steel cock ring, then packed everything down one leg of his jeans, making a great bulge as he buttoned up his 501’s. It probably took no more than 2 minutes, but it seemed like it took forever. At last, he was ready to go, and we drove to the book store, parked, and went inside where Tony paid the manager, and we walked back to the video arcade, which was dark except for a row of red light bulbs adding to the glow of the small video screens that lit up each booth. Just as Tony had predicted, there was a pretty good crowd, and more than a few men in business attire. When we saw a guy exiting one of the booths, we both went in, leaving the door ajar. Tony pulled the bench around so that the end of it was close to the wall, directly below a glory hole. Then, he sat on the bench, with his legs together, and motioned for me to lie on top so that my legs were up in the air, and my hole was positioned right at the glory hole. There was a steady stream of men opening the door to our booth, checking us out, then moving on. It didn’t take long for the top guys to figure out that I wanted to get fucked. Very soon, a guy entered the booth next door, and I heard him lock the door. In no time, his cock was hard, and he pushed it through the glory hole, and into my hungry hole, as Tony fed me a couple of hits from a bottle of poppers. At first, the guy fucked me slowly, gradually going deeper, then fucking me harder. I’m into being watched, so it was a big turn on for me to see several guys standing in the open doorway of our booth, watching me get fucked and hearing me moaning loudly with each thrust of the guy’s cock pounding my hole. When he was ready to shoot his load, he slowly pulled back most of the way, then slowly pushed all the way in, again. He did that 3 or 4 times before he suddenly let out a loud moan, and slammed his cock deep inside of me, and held it there. I could feel his cock head throbbing each time he blasted a stream of cum into me. Just when I thought he was finished, he started fucking me again, giving me a good pounding, until his balls were completely drained. Then, he pulled out, and I heard him unlock the door, and exit. The next 5 men who fucked me were all business, each one following a pretty similar pattern of entering the booth, locking the door, pulling out their cocks, stroking themselves hard, then fucking my hole, every one of them fucking me bareback and dumping their loads inside me. Each one quickly buckled up and left. That was fine with me. Just keep the cocks coming (and cumming). When the next guy entered the booth next to ours, I didn’t hear the door being locked, so I knew that he must have wanted the crowd to watch him fuck me. Almost immediately, I saw an extremely thick black cock head at the glory hole. Tony gave me a couple more hits of poppers, then pushed me forward so that my ass was pressed right up against the glory hole. “OH, FUCK, FUCK” was all I could say, feeling that BBC head pushing against my hole until it finally popped past the opening and he was inside. Tony kept feeding me the poppers, and I was glad that the black stud took his time, letting me get used to his size. Still, I was moaning louder than ever, and I was sure that all the guys watching us were really enjoying the show. I was really glad that Tony had slammed me, back at the bar. The Tina was definitely in charge, and it was telling my brain that I needed that BBC fucking me and stretching me, no matter what. The black stud kept up a slow pace, gradually shoving deeper and deeper inside of me until his BBC head was hitting my inner ring. He had to be proud of his size, and I was sure that he wanted me to know it and to remember it. This black stud really knew what he was doing. I felt him carefully bumping his huge cock head against my inner ring, giving me a little time to get used to it, hearing me moaning and sighing with each short jab. Holy fuck, it was incredible. Between the Tina and the poppers, my heart was slamming, continuously, and all I wanted was more. And, I got it. Having lulled me into a state of ecstasy, the black stud held his huge cock head against my inner ring. Without warning, he gave a very quick shove, and forced his way inside my inner ring, locking us together. I let out a very loud gasp, and I was pretty sure that Tony knew what had just happened. He had a big grin on his face, and he just said, “Oh. Yeh !” All the time, he held a firm grip on my hips, keeping my ass firmly pressed up against the glory hole so that I would have to take as much of the BBC as possible. The black stud was rock hard, and I could feel him fucking me past my inner ring, and pulling back only far enough to stretch the ring. I laid there, getting fucked like that for what seemed like a very long time. Then, I could hear his very deep voice groaning, with each short thrust, until he couldn’t hold off any longer. I could actually feel huge jets of cum splattering deep inside my guts. After he had pumped every last drop of cum into me, he waited for his cock to go down. His softening cock head popped back through my inner ring a lot more easily than when it had first been forced in. I could hear him buckling up and getting ready to leave. I watched the open door of our booth, wanting to get a look at the stud who had just given me the greatest fucking of my life. As he walked by, he gave a salute of recognition to Tony, then he gave Tony the, “Call Me” sign.

It's been awhile since we've had an update. Smoked and fucked the night away - and still blowing clouds now. More on the way!

cutie wish i was in town to fill that jock puss

I do this all the time. Stores, rest stops, gyms, parks, wherever I can find a piss filled urinal and some alone time I'll have my face buried in it. Sometimes I just drink it sometimes I scoop it out and soak myself head to toe.

Just a quick update. I been loading the lad from bbrts every few day and it's looking like my amazing cum has done the job he called me last night to say he felt really rough with flu like symptoms.

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

Part 3 I parked just down the street from my dealers brick apartment building in a sketchy neighborhood and followed my son as we walked to the front door. A telltale wet spot showed in the ass of his skinny jeans as my cum continued to leak out of his pussy. I smiled to myself thinking how much more he'd be getting soon. We climbed the stairs to the third floor and down a dark hallway that smelled of stale piss. I could hear a couple arguing in Spanish, followed by what sounded like a beating. We just continued to apt 3G and I knocked on the door. In a minute the door opened and a huge black man answered, his frame filling the entire entrance. He just looked my son up and down, licking his lips, and moved aside letting us enter. I pushed my new whore over to the couch and told him to sit, going into the bedroom. Sitting on a chair next to a small table sat my dude, Andre, weighing out bags of crank. "Sup man?" he asked. "Got my new whore out there waiting," I replied. "We still good for the deal?" "Fuck yea man." He grinned at me. "Haven't had fresh white boy in a while." He handed me two eight balls and I stuffed them in my jeans. He stood and we went to the other room. Looking at my son sitting there he said "Damn! You sure he's 18? Looks like he's 15!" "Swear to God! He's 18 today. He's ready for his "gifts". He's a little spun already, but I want him fucked up and fucked hard!" My Son looked up with fear in his eyes as I said this. "What's your name boy?" He asked. "Cory." he replied meekly. "Cory, rhymes with whorey," Andre laughed. "Which is what your Daddy says you are now." "Yes Sir." he replied. "All right Whorey, lets get started." Andre turned up the stereo while his gigantic body guard grabbed my son off the couch and carried him into the bedroom, throwing him down on the dirty, stained matress on the floor. They each placed ski masks over their faces as I grabbed my camera and started filming. Andres bodyguard, Jamal, held my son down while Andre tied off his arm, swabbed him, and stuck the point in, quickly injecting him with a .5 slam. Releasing the band, Cory threw his head back and started coughing. Before he had even finished, they had ripped his clothes off him and had his legs over Andre's shoulders with his hard cock lined up at his hole. Andre's cock was about 10 inches with a fat P.A. on the end. Spitting on his cock, he rammed it into my sons pussy, ripping him open even more. Cory wailed at the pain while Andre buried himself all the way in. "Oh fuck that's some tight, wet, white boy pussy!" Andre yelled. "Oh fuck were going to wreck you bitch!" Tears streamed out of Cory's eyes as Jamal held him in a headlock and Andre pummeled his hole. "Fuck yea! Look at that red oozing out. Were gonna rape you good you little whore! Gonna make you beg for more! Fuck yea! You're gonna beg for us to breed you with our toxic cum!" That was my sons birthday present, to get fuckin knocked up. I wanted my whore to take any cock he was sold to without question. I knew these two would get the job done. Andre just kept up the hard fuck on my son and Cory eventually stopped crying. Soon he was moaning and begging for more. Andre gave him all he had while Cory's eyes rolled back in his head and gibberish spewed from his mouth. After 20 minutes Andre was ready to flood the cunt with his dirty seed. "Tell me you want it whore!" He demanded. Tell me you want me to breed you. You want my dirty poz load!" "Please," Cory begged. "Please give it to me! Please!" He gasped. "Give me your poz cum!" That sent Andre over the edge and he filled my son with his dirty load, pumping him so full it seeped out and down his balls. He pulled out and they quickly flipped him over on his stomach. Without missing a beat, Jamal got on top of my son and lined his even larger cock up to Cory's hole. That fucker had to be at least 12 inches, and also had a large P.A. "Tell me what I want to hear bitch!" Jamal bellowed. "Fuck me!" was all he had to say. Jamal rammed his monster right into my sons hole, not pausing, not caring about the further tearing of Cory's cunt. He buried himself to the hilt as Andre held a bottle of poppers under Cory's nose. Cory took several large hits, then just went kind of limp. Jamal pulled all the way out, then slammed himself back in balls deep. Grabbing Cory's black hair he yanked the boys head back as he raped his hole. Andre shoved his cum and blood covered cock down Cory's throat and fucked the boys throat, choking him. Cory just flailed and bucked as the two big, black cocks took control of his body, using it for their pleasure alone, not caring of any discomfort they were causing. After at least 30 minutes of non stop spit roasting, Jamal buried himself deep in my son and filled his brutalized guts with his load of toxic cum. Pulling out, Andre shoved his cock in Cory's cunt and pumped a third load into my son. When he pulled out I got a close up of Cory's wrecked hole, stretched open and puffy, his rosebud oozing pink cum. The men cleaned themselves off in his mouth and everyone just kind of collapsed. "Happy birthday son." I whispered in Cory's ear. "Welcome to your new life."

ATM is a given in my book in order to be called a true "cum slut". No is not an option. In groups, it is great to have 2 tops trade off between my ass and mouth...multiple times.

I loooove goin ass to mouth, every time we change posistions it's an oppertunity to get that cock into my mouth straight from my ass, or sometimes I'll just pull off and go right to deep throat a few times b4 putting it back in my ass, the best is takin it in my mouth right after he's filled my ass with cum

Without question, the best sex I've ever had as a bottom was while in chastity. I hesitate to post this for fear of others learning the secret, but it's like eating at a buffet without fear of calories, or driving a car without worry of running out of gas. Simply put, it is more accurately like making love without worry of losing interest or becoming bored, or losing desire... you can hold on and enjoy EVERY minute for as long as your mind and hole have the strength to stand it (and even then, you still never want it to end, so push on further and longer than you ever expected you could) Eurotop, you are probably not at all mistaken in thinking that he was living for cock. I am quite sure that, with the removal of one simple distraction, he was able to fully enjoy everything you were able to provide to the absolute fullest. From my limited experience with chastity, tops seem to be overly concerned that they are somehow depriving their partner of something, almost to the point of paranoia. It is incredibly difficult to reassure them that they are not only NOT diminishing the pleasure, but rather enhancing it for a willing participant. The largest issue affecting that pleasure is reassuring the top that they, too, are quite welcome to release their inhibitions and simply enjoy the moment. Personally, I'm not the type who can see myself wearing chastity for extended periods... unless I'm guaranteed sex four times a day, that would simply be torture. But for me, having my cock locked during a play session or for a day or two at a time is an IMMENSE enhancement. For those with stronger wills than my own, I easily imagine that longer-term-chastity is even better. Private-message me if you'd like directions to some websites FULL of men who would jump all over you to know that you enjoy the scene. BTW, for what it's worth, I would estimate that 75-80% of the chastity enthusiasts out there are heterosexuals, and gay men are even harder to find than the general population. There's quite a mental hurdle to overcome in our community.

Very HOT, wish we had bars like that up here in PA.

I love to swallow as well as getting it up my ass....also like to felch a load out of a well fucked hole