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A lot of times if I go to a sauna, at one point I’ll go into the glory hole section with my ass lubed and press it up against the hole and wait. There are almost never any takers, although once or twice someone might fuck me for a couple of minutes and then leave, or the guy will try to push my ass away to reach through the hole to grab my cock, which means I will just leave. My experiences with glory holes may simply be bad luck, or maybe I don't quite know how they work, but in any event I’ve never had my ass properly bred through a glory hole, although I've long wanted to. One of the very very few times I’ve topped was through a glory hole and I unloaded in the guy's ass, but I’ve never had it the other way, the way I really want. Until Saturday. The towel was on over the door, and the cubicle next to his was empty, so I walked in, making sure I was careful to leave the door open - it’s fun to let people watch. My ass was nicely lubed with a previous cumshot and I press it up against the hole, and waited. I felt fingers inside me, then his cock, long and slow as he entered me. It’s an interesting experience for me: all I know of him is the feel of his cock starting to fuck inside me, and the sounds he’s making from the other side of the wall. No hands on my body, no words, no gazing into his face. A purely deconstructed fuck. And it felt really good! He had the perfect size cock for my ass, thrusting hard enough to trip my body orgasms but without causing any pain. Niiiice! Some guy has stopped by the open door to watch, and I was making a lot of noise as the guy behind the wall starts to get deep into thrusting in a good rhythm. I pressed my ass hard against the wall and could sense he was doing the same, pressing his hips into the wall to achieve the maximum depth as each of us reached a crescendo. As I was aware the top was getting close, I stared into the eyes of the guy who was watching and shouted loudly “Oh yeah, cum in me!” I found myself repeating the words "Cum in me, cum in me" over and over as I really didn’t have much control. I could already feel the body shivers and orgasmic ripples that accompany a good fuck session and my legs are shaking a bit from pressing my ass against the wall - but no matter. It felt so fuckin' good. Then, simultaneously, I felt a warm rush inside my ass. Yessss! Just as from the other side of the wall I heard a breathless “Mmmmmm!” and “uhhhh!” It was so interesting just to feel the cumshot and hear the sound but nothing else. I pushed my ass hard against the wall, taking the guy as deeply as possible. He kept fucking for a bit longer and then pulled out. He was about to leave his cubicle when, in a split-second, I realised I didn't want to know anything about this man, so I quickly shut the door and looked away. Weirdly, it felt as if I was hiding. Clearly I wasn't ashamed as I was happy to let the other guy watch, but I wanted to preserve the absolute anonymity of the encounter. I heard his door open, and he was gone. I have no idea who he was, how old he was, if he was fit or not. Nothing. But I had was his cumshot in my ass, a flying jizzjoy which left me rock hard and smiling, and the memories of the sounds he made. Perfect.

Part 4 As my new property lay on the bed in a daze, I grabbed some ties out of Daddy's closet and found a a nicely used jockstrap in the laundry hamper. Grabbing a wrist, I quickly tied it tightly to the headboard, and followed suit with the other. Then I shoved the jockstrap into his mouth and tied it into place. Lastly I tied his ankles in the air, spreading them apart, leaving his oozing hole exposed and vulnerable. "Don't go anywhere boy." I laughed as I left the room, as if he could! He pleaded with his eyes for me not to leave him, but I had some shopping to do. And besides, he wouldn't be alone for too long. A buddy was already on the way over to graciously keep my bitch occupied. I jumped in the Escalade and went on my way. I was gone for about two hours, returning with all kinds of toys and party supplies, courtesy of Daddy's credit cards. I approached the bedroom to sounds of moans and grunts. Enetering the room I saw my buddy Dante standing by the bed, stroking his hard cock while a guy I didn't know was between my whores open legs, sawing his big cock in and out of Blake's newfound pussy. The teenage sluts eyes were rolled back into his head as he moaned non stop. My own snake started to rise while I watched my boy take it again from a total stranger, unable to refuse even if he wanted to. "Sup man!" Dante greeted me. "That's a damn hot new cunt you found! He's gonna be popular! Oh, that's my new friend Kenny currently using him. I figured you be cool with it." "Fuck yea brother," I said, "that little white bitch needs to be totally broken in! And after tonight, he should be!" Kenny just howled as he buried himself as deep as he could into the helpless boy underneath him, grinding his wirey pubes into the tender ass flesh. I knew he was pumping a big load deep inside Blake, adding his load to the several already up in there. As he pulled out, a light pink liquid oozed out of the gaping hole. "Damn that pussy felt good! I never had me a white boy before. They sure are sweet!" Kenny said as he wiped his slimey cock off on Blake's smooth ass crack. Dante wasted no time shoving his hard, black cock up the hungry, pink hole. Blake just let out a long, low moan as he was filled again. Dante grabbed his thighs and pounded the boy as hard as he could, pulling out til just the tip of his cock remained in the cunt, then slammed back in all the way, forcing Blake to grunt from the force. Eventually Dante went rigid and shot his hot load with the others. "Take it cunt!" he shouted as he spit on Blake's face. "Take another load of niggah cum, you filthy white slut! Your new master is gonna make good and sure you get lots!" After he pulled out, we all stood back admiring Blake's growing rosebud. Soon his sweet little pussy will truley look like a blooming flower. I took a buttplug out the bag of toys I bought, and placed the tip of at the stretched out enterence of Blake's new pussy. And it was a fat plug, long and black, with a wide base, wider than even my cock. "Look at me boy!" I ordered him as I started to slide it into him. "Look into your Masters eyes as I plug up the hole I now own!" Blake looked at me with his glazed over eyes as the plug slid in further. Eventually it reached the point where it was meeting resistance, and I stopped, pulling it out. I pulled out a pair of nipple clamps and the poppers. I untied his gay and pulled the jockstrap out. I wanted to hear him scream as the fat plug ripped his cumhole open even further. I poured some poppers onto the jockstrap and placed it over his nose, then attached the clamps to his little, pink titties. He hissed in pain as they dug into his tender flesh. Then I placed the plug in his wed hole again, pushing in to the point of resistance. "Look at me boy, and tell me you want it! Tell me you are my property now. Beg for that little pussy to be plugged!" "Yes Sir," he meekley croaked, unable to deny what he truely wanted. "You own me now Sir," his voice trembled, admitting out loud his new position in life. "Please put your plug in my ass." SMACK!! My palm slapped him hard across his smooth face, instantly leaving a bright, red mark on his creamy, white skin. Blake's eyes flew wide open in shock. "That is not an ass boy!" I spat at him. "That will never be an ass again! That's a pussy, a cunt, a cumdump, a fuckhole! That's what you will call it from now on! That's what it is! Now tell me what you want! BEG ME SLUT!" "Please Sir," he started, his eyes tearing up, "please plug my pussy!" SMACK!! Another hard slap to add to the first. "Whose pussy is it bitch? It ain't your pussy no more! It's mine! Tell me that!" "Please Sir!" he begged. "Please plug your pussy!" With an evil grin I grabbed the chain connecting those sweet, pink, teenage boy titties and pulled hard and fast, ripping them off as I rammed the rest of the fat buttplug all the way into his dripping cunt. "AAAAAAARRRRRRHHHHH!" Blake screamed at the top of his voice as he jerked in his bonds, unable to escape the pain in his burning tits and inflamed cumhole. His head thrashed back and forth as he howled in agony. "Damn bro!" Dante laughed. "You are one mean niggah!" I just smiled as I watched my new slave start to calm down. "You know I am! And he'll get MORE tonight." I laughed back. "Party starts at 10, will probably go all night. Come on back." "Wouldn't miss it for the world!"

Part 4 Clay walked through the front door of the building. Pulse racing and his leg muscles were shaking. " what the hell am I doing here?" he asked himself. It had been a long time since he had felt nervous about a random hook up, and his usual confidence was clearly shaken. " what if I don't like it?" His mind was swimming with nervousness, " you can always leave if you're not into it, besides...what if you like it?" This thought seemed to bring Clay some reassurance, so he began his climb up the stairs. When he reached the top his eyes darted from door to door until he found the number he was looking for. He tried to swallow and knocked twice. Twenty seconds later Clay heard the shift of a deadbolt and the doorknob turned. The door opened partially and a shadowed face appeared, as a calm masculine voice said "come on in". Clay stepped into the hall of the apartment as he heard the door close and lock behind him. He turned to face the Man at his back and instantly felt at ease. The guy was definitely the same as his picture. Late 40s, shaved head, and a little bit of scruff on his face. He was good-looking, but in an average Joe kind of way. His bod was a fit dad build with trimmed chest hair visible under his black tank top. Strong legs dusted with hair met at his crotch where his black jock strap concealed a very meaty looking bulge. "Woof" thought Clay to himself as he noticed the scent of sweaty Man, and something acrid he didn't recognize in the air. "I've got some porn on in the living room, feel free to take some layers off and make yourself comfy on the couch. I'm going to get us some water, your going to want to stay hydrated." Clay was surprised by how calm the guy spoke and realized how much it seemed to calm his nerves. " yeah whenever I roll on E, my friends are always pushing bottles of water in my face" he said, trying to sound sound like a confident party boy. "Are you from New York?" the man asked paying no mind to Clay's comment as he poured cold water from the fridge. Clay began to remove his shoes and replied " well, I'm originally from the Midwest. But I moved to New York about 6 years ago so I'm almost official." and gave a slight laugh as he removed his socks and began unbuttoning his jeans. He was feeling more at ease. "I'm a transplant too" the Man said "but I've lived here for about 20 years. I'm Pete by the way." "Nice to meet you Pete, I'm Clay." Clay was surprised he revealed his real name to this guy. Normally there wasn't much conversation at all when he met up with a trick, but talking seemed to help him feel a little safer, almost trusting. He stepped out of his jeans and stood there in his black Calvin Klein briefs, black tee, and green ball cap. Pete walked over and eyed Clay up and down with devilish smirk and said "Well Clay, why don't we head over to the couch and get you fucked up...midwestern boy." With that he grinned, handed Clay a glass of water and gave his ass a firm squeeze and led the way to the couch. They sat down and Clay looked at the porn playing on the laptop. He instantly recognized the hungry bottom star from Treasure Island Media, as he had beat off to this video many times online. His eyes looked around the rest of the small one bedroom apartment but had trouble making anything out as it was dark. He then looked to his right at Pete who was staring back with that same devilish grin. "You are way fucking cuter than your pictures kid." Clay muttered a thank you and realized he was starting to get nervous again almost like nearing the top of a roller coaster. He caught another intoxicating whiff of Man sweat and felt his dick begin to fatten in his briefs. Pete then leaned down and pulled a plate out from under the coffee table and set it on top. On the plate Clay observed some kind of lighter, a small baggie with some big white shards, and a wet folded paper towel. Sitting on top of the towel was a thin glass pipe with a large bubble on one end. The pipe was clean and looked to Clay like a piece of a chemistry set. Pete grabbed the baggie and pipe, looked at Clay and asked "are you nervous?" Clay stammered and lied "no not really ". Pete smiled again and said "Good, Tina is a lot of fun, just don't let it run your life". Clay nodded as if this made perfect sense. "I want you to watch little boy as I take a few of these shards and put them through the opening of this bowl." They made a small satisfying clink as they landed inside the bubble. "Next I want you to hold the tip of this pipe in your mouth." Pete handed the pipe to Clay who was trying to keep his hand from noticeably trembling. A cautionary thought came to his mind "You're playing with fire here Clay..." But Clay looked into the smiling yet devious eyes of Man next to him, and felt his now hard dick ooze precum through his briefs. "Well then, let's play with a little fire." Grinning a fiendish grin in his mind he lifted the pipe to his lips awaiting further instructions. Pete said, "now I'm gonna light this torch under the bowl and the crystals are gonna start to melt. When that happens, gently roll the bowl between your thumb and fore finger from side to side." Clay was eager for every word, missing nothing. "Then, white smoke is gonna start to circle around inside, and when I tell you, slowly start to suck, inhaling steadily." Clay was breathing heavy now, focused and ready to party for the first time. Pete grinned "here we go kid, get ready to suck" and he gave Clay a wink. The torch ignited with a powerful hiss and began to heat up the bowl and its contents. Sure enough a small puddle began to form and Clay got the nod to begin rolling the pipe side to side. Then came wisps of smoke, circling inside and getting thick like a dense white cloud. When the smoke started to escape the top of the bubble Pete flashed a pleased smile and said "ok little boy, time for you to suck, slow and steady." And Clay took his first hit of T, drawing slowly and deeply and keeping eye contact with this sexy Man who wanted him to suck. "When you can't take any more in, I want you to hold your breath for a few seconds, and then blow it all out." Clay, having reached his lung capacity, took the pipe from his mouth, held his breath for a few seconds and then exhaled. Out came a weak streak of smoke. Pete laughed as Clay looked slightly confused and disappointed with his results. "It usually takes a few tries to get it right boy. Don't worry, we've got plenty of Tina and all night to practice." Clay's dick pulsed again at being called boy and realized that Pete was hungrily staring at the growing wet spot forming in his briefs. "Let's try again, and this time empty your lungs first so you can get a big hit from this pipe. And remember, I want you to suck on it slow and steady." Clay exhaled as much as he could and again put his lips around the glass pipe. The torch hissed powerfully under the bowl, and again a puddle began to form. When the smoke began to exit the top of the pipe, Pete nodded that he should begin sucking. Slowly Clay began to suck and it felt warmer this time. He was encouraged as Pete began rubbing his own dick through his jock and said "that's it suck it little boy, make me proud " he sounded like a pleased father. Clay took longer this time and when he reached lung capacity, held his breath for five seconds. When he exhaled, A beautiful white silky cloud escaped his pursed lips and filled the space between them. It was beautiful and Clay felt somehow proud of this accomplishment. "That was it kid, did you like that?" Clay nodded a big yes, but stated that he wasn't sure he felt anything yet. Pete smiled and said "well i definitely want to get you fucked up kid so let's get you three more big hits to start with and then we will see how you feel". Clay liked the thought that this Man wanted to get him high his first time, and couldn't wait to show his appreciation. The crack and hiss of the torch quickly became a conditioned sound for Clay as he took a second big hit, followed by a third. He loved how big his clouds were getting, and he was starting to feel a lift in his stomach. His body started to buzz and his muscles and skin felt awesome. Pete could see the change beginning to wash over Clay, and he laughed to himself and said "Fuck you're hot sucking on that pipe kid, how about this next hit you shotgun into my mouth and we can pass it back and forth". Clay couldn't have asked for anything better at that moment. He waited for the smoke to form, and began taking his longest hit yet. Pete locked eye contact the whole way and lifted his eyebrows when Clay stopped sucking and leaned forward for the shotgun. Feeling better than Clay had ever felt, he hungrily put his lips to Pete's, opened mouth and pushed in the chemical smoke. Small plumes of clouds snuck out between them. Pete groaned and pushed them back into Clay's lungs and penetrated his mouth with his tongue. Clay began to feel high as a motherfucker and sucked on Pete's tongue as they made out, smoke being pushed back and forth til it was gone. Fuck Clay felt good. Pete pulled away just a few inches but kept his eyes focused on Clay's now dialated pupils. He massaged Clay's head and ruffled his hair, which drove him wild. "God Damn you're such a good boy, how do you deal now?" Clay only grinned, his lips and face Excitedly buzzed from the T, reached out and for the first time since he arrived grabbed ahold of the package between Pete's hairy legs. It felt thick, and Pete had some big nuts. Clay had never been so hungry to suck a Man's dick in his life. Pete only smiled and said "It looks like you found Daddy's dick, why don't you lay down in my lap, and you can watch me take some big hits while you get Daddy hard." Clay couldn't have been happier to hear those words.

I was horny as hell last night so I put an ad up looking for someone to seed my ass. Since I can't really host, I decided to do an anon scene in the backyard. Within a few minutes of the ad going up, I had a response from a guy who wasn't far off and understood the ad, that I was just a hole to get off in, no pics and shit needed. He agreed to come over, so I went into the backyard, to the spot I had told him, and bent over with my shorts pulled down so my ass was exposed. After a few minutes, I heard some leaves crunching and a hand on my ass. I heard him undoing his pants, so I reached back and stroked his cock to hardness. Once he was ready he pushed me over more and aligned his bare dick with my hole. About five minutes of pumping and he was ready to blow. He went balls deep and I felt his dick throbbing as he blew several jets of sperm into my hole. After he was done, he just zipped up and left. I went back inside and jerked off, my ass full of cum and I had no idea whose it was.

Today I got an unexpected surprise. I was passing through Sheffield in northern England and decided to stop off in the middle of the afternoon, jump on Grindr to see who was about. It sometimes works. Today, nothing seemed doing and I was about to give up and carry on my journey when I got a message from a sexy guy only a kilometre away. We chatted, swapped pics, but then he said he couldn’t accom. Straight after he says ‘what about outdoors?’ So long story short, we meet in a park behind the railway station. It’s on a steep hill with nice views over the city, and happily as he walks up I see that his pictures don’t do him justice. He is much hotter – cuter, less muscular but body tighter, to be precise – in real life. Black hair, 5ft 10 tall, wide brown eyes and a tight body revealed by his T-shirt. I tell him his pics don’t do him justice and he tells me I’m fucking hot. Nice. So we go walking into the wooded area of the park, and just a few metres off the main path we find a little group of trees to duck into. First thing I do – first thing I always do in this situation – is take my shirt off: that always seems to get things going! He’s got his hands on my body, and we’re kissing and then quickly he snaps open my belt, drops down, pulls my cock out and starts to suck me. It’s nice but it’s not really what I want – I should be the one on my knees. So I lift him up, kiss him some more and then drop down on my knees. He’s pulling his trackies open and his cock is in my mouth before he knows it. I suck slow and deep, waiting for the first taste of precum, because I’ve got a plan… After a couple of minutes I get the taste, and I quickly stand up, kiss him and say: ‘do you wanna fuck me?’ Breathlessly he replies ‘yeah!’ I drop back down onto my knees and take his cock really deep down to my throat when suddenly I feel his hands on my head, gripping the back of my skull so he can fuck my throat. His cock is just the perfect size for me to swallow it down but not choke. The precum is coming thick and fast now, and I think I’ve got him in the perfect mood. I stand up, turn around, slip my shorts off down to my ankles, and take the mix of spit and precum in my mouth and use it to lube up my ass. I have no idea if he regularly barebacks, but he’s inside me so fast and suddenly fucking me. I’m gripping the branches of a tree to steady myself and push back, but I take a moment to turn around and tell him: ‘I want you to cum in my ass!’ He nods. ‘Yeah, fuck yeah. Yeah.’ I turn around and start to enjoy the fuck from this cute sweet guy. Now for the first time I see exactly how close we are to the path. Barely five metres, and there are people walking by. It’s the middle of a sunny afternoon: we’re only just hidden from families with kids, scally boys with beer cans, and here we are in the trees fucking like rabbits. It’s kinda funny. The fuck itself is nice and smooth. He grabs my cock with one hand, now rock hard from the fuck, and grips my abs tightly with the other. By the time he’s inside me he’s already pretty close, and he fucks me pretty hard – hard enough to trip my pleasure but not hard enough to hurt. He starts to thrust harder, and automatically I say: ‘cum in me.’ I’m cheering him on. So close. He doesn’t fuck hard but I’ve a feeling this’ll be a big one. Wishful thinking, but actually he doesn’t disappoint. The first thing I feel is a single hot spurt inside me, just as he says, quite loudly ‘oh fuuuucckk!’ (remember there are people close by!) and then as the warm rush hits me with what I assume are subsequent cumspurts, he just folds up onto my back. His thrusts turn to slow, rhythmic pulses as he cums some more, and his body spasms in these really sweet, smooth rhythms. Never seen that before. Nothing jerky, just smooth and slow. He folds his arms round my body meeting at my chest and puts his head on my back, just enjoying what is happening. Meanwhile I reach round and grab his ass – until now I hadn’t realised how tight and fuckable his ass was! – and press him against me. ‘Fuck your cum into me’ I whisper, and he does for a bit, before slowly pulling out. It’s perhaps as if he knows I want to keep that cum inside me. And then it’s all over. It’s been no more than 10 minutes, but we have to wait for a quiet moment on the path before coming back out. We get seen anyway. By this point, I’m feeling waves of jizzjoy, and sensing that he unloaded quite a lot of cum inside me. We say our goodbyes. What an unexpected surprise! Within 10 minutes more, I’m on my train home. Feels funny to walk through the station grinning from ear to ear and flying high while trying to keep my ass nice and tight! I jump straight into the toilets to jack off, and suddenly decide to take some me-feeling-the-jizzjoy-selfies in the toilet mirror. For fun, here they are. I’m not showing it, but just know there’s fresh cum in my ass when these were taken. Maybe they communicate how I felt, but anyway - Enjoy!

The past few days have been a blur. On Monday I decided to smoke T and went over and met 2 guys that live nearby. It was raunchy bb fucking but nothing in particular special except all swapping a few loads. I left their place after 4 hours and drove directly to Flex, the bathhouse in Atlanta. I just bent over in a room with the door open and took 5 or 6 anonymous loads. On Tuesday, me and a young bttm pig got a hotel and spent the entire day with ads up on CL and BBRT having tops come over and breed us anonymously. I got 11 loads and he got 14. When THAT was done, I went to Flex again and took 3 or 4 loads. Then today, I went to Inserection (sex club--although its called something different now), got in a sling blindfolded, and got pounded by...um...7 or 8 guys? I was so fucking high on tina by that point that I barely knew what was going on. So over the course of 3 days I've taken about 25 loads or so. And of course each night I came home and scooped it all out of my hole with my fingers so I could eat it. I'm still fucked up right now and might go out again tonight.

It was late on a Friday afternoon, the work week was over, and I felt like letting loose and having some fun. While waiting for my dealer to arrive, I got cleaned up and cleaned out, then took half a dozen hits on the glass pipe. For once, my dealer was right on time, fixing me up with a nice fat 8ball, so I was ready for the weekend. After I pulled on a black jockstrap, my bare assed chaps, and my boots, I decided to check out my favorite bar. I like it because it’s a large space, with high ceilings, and it has a patio that’s perfect for cruising. The place draws a very masculine crowd, and it has a well deserved reputation for attracting men into PNP. I tied a long sleeved flannel shirt around my waist, to cover my bare ass, and off to the bar I went. I was leaning back against one of the benches that line the back wall, casually watching a game of pool, when I saw this guy walk in who caught my eye. Even though he was dressed like he just came from the office on casual Friday, wearing Dockers and a Polo shirt, he gave off a strong vibe that he could very likely be a hot prospect. It didn’t take long for me to find out. After he ordered a beer, he stripped off his Polo shirt, then his Dockers, folded them neatly, and laid them on one of the bar stools. He looked to be around 40 years old, had large hands, a broad chest, a great tan, and obviously worked out regularly. Now, he was wearing just a pair of tight black cotton briefs that really showed off the curves of his muscular bubble ass. I could see why he had positioned himself at the end of the bar. It was the perfect location for him to rather discreetly expose his big, thick cock and show it off. As he occasionally took a pull on his bottle of beer, his other hand pulled on his cock, and it quickly swelled to impressive length and extremely impressive thickness. He certainly had my attention. Most of the time, he looked straight ahead, but, once in a while, he would look my way, and flex his cock, making it jump. It certainly looked like an invitation to me. After a few seconds, I got up my courage, walked around the pool table, and stood right next to him, at the bar. He raised his beer, in salute, told me his name was Tony, then he asked me what I was drinking. He bought me a bottle of water and another beer for himself. I couldn’t help but notice how large his pupils were, so I knew that he had been partying, too. Before long Tony said that he really needed to take a piss, and he asked me if that was something I could take care of for him. I knew exactly what he meant, and I said, “Yes, Sir.” He had me follow him out to the patio where he positioned himself in a dark corner. Without saying anything, he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down, so that I was on my knees, in front of him. Immediately, a lot of men gathered around to watch, as he pulled down the front of his briefs and flopped out his still semi-hard thick cock. As soon as I took his big helmet head between my lips, he let loose with a flood of warm chem piss. There was nothing I could do but keep guzzling it down, as fast as I could swallow, until he was completely drained. My stomach felt extremely full, and he voiced his approval, impressed that I was able to take it all. I knew that it wouldn’t be very long before I would be the one who needed to unload. Sure enough, not more than 10 minutes later, I felt like I was going to explode. We went back out to the patio where Tony spotted a Dad and his young boy, both dressed in full leather. He asked the Dad if his boy was into chem piss. Without answering the question, the Dad put the boy on his knees, in front of me, and I blasted what seemed like an endless stream of chem piss down the boy’s throat. When I was finished, the Dad told his boy, “What do you say ?” The boy looked up at me and said, “Thank you.” Walking back inside the bar, Tony asked me if I ever slammed. I said, “Yeh, a few times.” He said, “Good. Let’s get you recharged.” With that, we both went into one of the restrooms that was supposed to be for only one person at a time, and we locked the door. Tony pulled out a small zippered pouch from his pants pocket. He tied off my upper arm, and found a good bulging vein, which he swabbed with an alcohol pad. After pulling off the cap with his teeth, he slowly slid the needle in, pulled back on the plunger, got the flash, then completely depressed the plunger. Very quickly, he removed the tie from my upper arm and pulled out the needle. I pressed 2 fingers against the crook of my elbow, and held my arm over my head, as I coughed loudly, and a tremendous rush began coursing through my body. Tony said, “How you feeling, now ?” Between rapid breaths, all I could say was, “holy fuck !”

Hey guys.... I am back obviously. I posted this story already in The Hunt, but then I thought maybe it deserves title for itself. So, I hope you like the story... and I mean it.... 'Like' the story at the bottom, it's easier to continue the story line. The Hunt – A New Destination (Part 1) I helped Jason to his feet. He was shaking but kept on smiling at me. I ran my hand down his spine and after reaching his smooth butt I entered his hole with my fingers. He wasn’t exactly tight at this moment and I poked another finger deep into his opening. Slowly I withdrew them and led them to his mouth. “Lick them. Lap away the cum,” I instructed as I pushed my fingers into his mouth. For a second he seemed to be appalled, but then he looked into my eyes and he opened his mouth willingly sucking my fingers clean. I left the stall and Jason followed me back to the bar. Steven was still sitting there and watching the other cute guys talking to each other or french kissing openly. “Ah, finally back? From what I heard, you had a ball," he remarked, giving Jason an encouraging smile "Take a seat," I told Jason as I shoved him towards the floor. He looked confused but I kicked him in front of my seat and told him to rest his back against the bar and to face my crotch. “Give me a good massage, while I enjoy the evening with my pal,” I said. Jason didn’t hesitate and started kneading my jeans bulge. I spread my legs to give him a better opportunity to massage my poisonous spike. Steven was looking down at Jason and wished his would get the same treatment so I looked down to my puppy and ordered "Shift a little bit towards Steve's crotch." Jason looked at me but didn’t move his cunt closer to this good friend of mine and so I kicked him a bit to his side with my boots and told him to move his body more aggressively. He yelped a bit but understood the hint and so he was sitting merely between me and my mate massaging both of our crotches as Steven and I chatted. We were both getting hard again and I could read Steven’s mind, so I nodded at Jason, asking “You like the aftermath?” “Sure. I love how this insatiable slut works with his hands, although it would be hot if he would suck us here…. at the bar. No one is taking notice anyway, since we are at a dead end of the bar,” Steven remarked in an almost a chatty tone. “Yeah. Good idea. Jason, why don’t you suck on Steven’s cock again? Look how you made him hard with only with the magic of your hands,” I chuckled. Jason nodded and slithered right in front of Steven’s bulge and opened the buttons fast. I saw a slimy trail, leading to Jason’s new squatting position. He was still leaking toxic cum from his abused ass. I enjoyed watching Jason getting skull fucked while we were talking about the good old times. We ordered another round of drinks, but only for the two of us, of course. Jason certainly didn't mind as he was busy giving a blow job anyway, sucking Steven like a pro, manually jacking him off while his mouth engulfed first the head of his cock and swallowed the whole dick. He made cute choking sounds but no one was paying attention to the three of us. I opened my jeans again and pulled myself out, grunting "Here, Jason, give my cock a massage with your right hand while you blow Steven." Jason immediately complied, stroking my dick to full hardness, without pausing in sucking Steven’s cock, who commented “You were right. He truly is something special,” giving me an approving smile "Yeah, he truly is,” I replied and looked at Jason, who was sucking non-stop. Steven, meanwhile, appeared to be getting close to blowing his load as he had taken hold of Jason's head, and was now thrusting upwards into his mouth, his own eyes looking dazed and his breath ragged. “Let him finish the job. He is eager to learn. Right?,” I asked Jason who smiled at me, his mouth full of Steven's dick. I thought he looked absolutely adorable. Steven managed a laugh, with which I joined wholeheartedly as Jason worked his magic, intent of drawing Steven's load out of his balls. All the way he didn't neglect to stroke my dick, even if he was concentrated on giving a great blow job to Steven. He clearly knew his duty to satisfy me. Steven and I attempted a couple more comments, but I could tell his mind was elsewhere, particularly when Steven’s face finally froze, his mouth gaped wide in pleasure, and his eyes closed. Within seconds Jason began moaning, and simultaneously gulping Steven's seed. “Not a drop. Don’t waste any of my precious cum. Swallow it all,” Steven panted. "Clean off Steven's cock," I instructed Jason, "make sure you clean his head thoroughly. I want it every drop of cum cleaned off." Steven relaxed visibly as he praised Jason, saying “Good job, boy…. good job.“ Now, although Steven had emptied his balls into Jason’s gullet, he was still hard, mostly because Jason continued stroking his dick. “Sorry guys, that was great, but I really need to take a piss now,” and with that Steven reached to close his jeans. “Why don’t you take your piss here?” I asked. "What?" "We got Jason here. I am sure he wouldn’t mind being our toilet. Would you?” and with that the ball was in Jason’s court. Jason initially looked utterly shocked. I knew he had never before tasted piss, and that doing so wasn't high on his list. Steven gazed at me and I looked at Jason. “Listen punk,” I advised, “When I tell you to drink our piss, then your response should be to ask which hose you should emptly first. Now, get your fucking lips on my buddy's cock and start drinking." With that I gave him a punch to the chest which earned a yelp. "Oh, and don't spill any," I added. “Hey don’t worry pup...,” Steven began. Jason's face lit up, seeing a possible ray of hope that he would get out of a difficult position, but not so, as Steven continued "...I'll piss slowly so you'll be able to swallow it down without spilling choking. Just make sure to seal your lips around my cockhead and concentrate in swallowing, mouthful after mouthful." With that, Steven grinned and taking a good grip on Jason’s hair, pulled his face towards his crotch. In the next minute or so, Steven maintained an even conversation with me, and to be honest, I wouldn’t have known he was pissing into Jason, if the little one wasn't occasionally moaning and gulping down Steven's piss. In the meanwhile I quickly buttoned-up myself, and shifted my chair, taking care to shield the scene from prying eyes. I wanted to give my friend some privacy while he was emptying his piss slowly into Jason’s belly, and I had the feeling we might well be kicked out of the bar if management knew we were using Jason as a human toilet - in public, no less. From time to time Jason withdrew his mouth from the cock, but never lost a drop. He just needed time to breathe and to wipe away the tears from his face. Steven generously allowed him several seconds each time Jason gestured for a respite, but Steven never the less still had to piss, so it was perhaps as much as seven minutes before Jason swallowed the last of Steven's piss. I'd like to think Jason had swallowed at least a liter of dark, aromatic piss. “Now it is my turn. Shield me,” I asked of Steven. We switched places. Now I was in the seat of power over the young guy. “Without hands…. see?” I asked, crossing my arms behind my head, enjoying the action. Jason sighed sadly but wasn’t complaining anymore. He reopened my jeans again and got a grip of my still hard cock. His mouth engulfed my cock head and I almost started immediately to splash out my stinking piss into his unwilling mouth. I shot my piss into Jason's gullet, in waves of high speed. Jason still made the gulping sounds, but he didn’t moan desperately anymore. It occurred to me he was a quick learner and I resolved to help him learn his lessons, step by step. By the time I was finished, Steven was completely aroused by Jason’s humiliation, and the proof of the arousal was seen in the large bulge in his leather jeans. I looked at Steven and gestured to Jason, suggesting "Why not take him into the stalls - if you need to release another shot into this slut.” “No,” Jason squeaked, daring to disagree with my suggestion. “What?” It was almost like I wasn’t hearing right. “What’s the matter with you now, you dirty poz slut? I think you really want to make me mad, you cock ditch.” “No…. it is just” Jason signaled me to come closer and so I did. “It is because I don’t want to endanger him.” he said softly. “He said he was safe and since I accepted poz cum today I am scared I could infect you or Steven. But for that, I would gladly accept him.” he added and tried to sound enthusiastically. Steven and I laughed out loud. “Silly cumdump.” I explained lovingly. “That isn't possible. Don't you know, that only cunts get infected? Studs like Steven and me are not capable of catching the bug – that’s a fact!” Obviously I was lying to Jason. “Really?” Jason asked us quizzically. “Yeah,” Steven chimed in, groping his bulge, and hauling Jason to his feet. He clearly wanted to shoot another poz load desperately into Jason's hole. “Yeah,” I insisted, suggesting "I think we should encourage Jason to accept any stud without the fear of converting him." “So let’s go…. let’s go!” Steven urged. “Poz him up good,” I whispered to my mate and I told him he should repeat the trick with the used condoms again. "Well, anyway, I'm out of lube," Steven replied quietly, a grin crossing his face as he directed Jason into the stalls again. When he was out of hearing range, Steven announced to the bar, "Guys, there's another fuck event in the stalls for a newly bred poz cunt." The other twinks assembled gasped in astonishment as seven or so studs left their seats or tables to follow the doomed guy into the darkroom area, seeing a prime opportunity to shoot more of their toxic loads into the handsome young guy. This was just the beginning for Jason’s new destination.

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Wreckin-Aids-Bone (WAB) Part 1: The heat from the pavement rolled up and over Jerome’s body like a tsunami inundating a small island. New York City had not seen a heat wave like this in May for fuck – like 80 years or some shit. Slowly Jerome pushed himself away from the rough, brick wall, stood up straight, took the well-used red tank top out of his back pocket and wiped the sweat off his face and chest. He paused, shook his head, rubbed his aching stomach and ran a finger over his protruding bulge. Yeah man needed to eat – and soon. Here is his story. My momma’s voice keeps ringing in my head over and over no matter what I do, how fucked up I get…’faggy’…’faggy’…’faggy’. Her pain, anger, sorrow, confusion – all like a fucking knife in my guts and trust, I know how bad that can fucking feel as the finger-length scar on my left side shows. “Jerome Christopher Hughes – what in the fuck Lord’s name you doing?” I knew it was bad when she used my full name and the name of God. Well what can I say, Mr. Gonstill’s mouth felt good and he could swallow my dick right down to the pubes and flick his tongue on my balls at the same time. Holy FUCK! I always shot monster loads with his mouth on me. Yeah he was an old white dude from across the street who could have been my grandpa from another mother, and he would take his teeth out when he sucked me. I ain’t no fucking faggy, but I tell you right now that felt better than any pussy I ever dipped in and a mouth’s a mouth and a hole’s a hole – you feel me? The first time he did that was the week after I had graduated high school. I had turned 18 and momma had worked 2 or 3 jobs to ensure I could just focus on school, but once that shit was done, she said it was time for me to man up, get to work, and figure out what came next in life. Mr. Gonstill had a fancy printer that I had used before for school papers and shit and he said he would print off some resumes for me. Well that day when I showed up he had some wild shit porn playing, a few smokes for me, some cold beer, and it didn’t take much to persuade me to blow my load down this throat then two more up his ass. Any time I was in need all I had to do was show up and he was ready to take my monster BBC anyway I wanted, and I always got something good in return. I might be an ugly dude but I got a big dick, and that will fucking compensate for a lot. No one knew about what I did. Not my girl, not my homies - although a couple of them I dicked down to on the DL – and certainly not my fam. Well that was until the day my momma came home early and went looking for me at Mr. Gonstill’s and found us in his garage. So here I am, JC – that’s my nickname – coolin on a corner in New York City (NYC) – my stomach rumbling, my ass crack sweating, my balls aching, my dick dripping, my chest is tight from this fucking cough I cannot shake. In between bumming a few smokes, I ain’t been doing nothing all day except holding up this fucking wall, trying not to scratch the shit out of my face from my beard – damn need a shave – and twisting my hair into something half presentable. I’ve been in the city for a couple months now and its been one ”fuck-me-over” after another. After momma threw me out without even a dip of all the cash I had saved up that she was hanging onto for me, I got Mr. Gonstill to give me enough dough for a bus ticket out of Cincinnati. He let me use his phone to call my cuz – Treyvon in NYC, who said I could crash with him and his baby momma. I had to fuck Mr. Gonstill for all that, but not like the first time, so as I walked down the street – the stank of his ass on my dick – I turned one last time to look back at the house I had known all my life. I hit NYC with nothing but the clothes on my back and $10 in my pocket and by the time I got to Treyvon’s in the fucking hood even that was gone. He set me up though – at first anyways. The first few days was like fucking jamming as we drank, did whatever drugs he laid out, and fucked whatever ass was closest. It was about 4 days in when I got sick the first time. I puked, shit, and hacked my insides out for almost a week straight. That kind of hell takes a toll and just as I was beginning to think I might feel like eating again, my fuckin cuz kicked me to the damn curb as word had spread – my momma had called his momma and well, I was dead to the family now – even to my lazy ass punk cuz. FUCK! Nights on the streets in NYC are fucked up. The freaks and hood fucks come out, shit goes down, and you need a place to roll up and keep out of shit. I didn’t have that, or any cash to get it, and have to admit I busted a few noses and did some other shit to survive. I had been on the streets about 3 weeks I guess when I discovered one of the Adult Book Stores (ABS). For a few bucks, me and other folks from the street - hustlers, thieves, homeless, life’s cast outs - could stay warm, avoid the worst of the night’s crazy shit, and if we got lucky, find a warm hole to nutt up in or a few a extra bucks for our pocket. When the ABS don’t work, I crawl up in some basement, trap house if I can, or just walk til the sun comes up. Yeah, a few faggies have offered me a place to crash but I ain’t looking for no strings. Been offered a few hustling jobs – not the sex kind, but drugs and shit – and I ain’t looking to get rolled up in no crew and become someone’s bitch – so I go it alone. It ain’t been so bad except for those days when the sickness hits again like truck barreling down the highway. In NYC puking on the sidewalk is a common every day thing – but it’s the squatting in some alley for hours on end that can get to you. Anyways, last night at the ABS is where I came to hear the phrase AidsBone for the first time. I had always been a slim kat and on my 6”2 frame, losing 10 pounds from being sick made me look even thinner – yet made my 10inch black dick look gigantic! I was probably down closer to 15 now, my cheeks sunken in, dark circles around my eyes from not sleeping. I was hot, hungry, and broke and figured could cool off in the ABS and maybe make a couple bucks. The first time I showed up there I had to let the clerk touch my dick with a promise to fuck him later if he let me in (he played that shit with all the ‘new trade’) – cool – I could fuck skanky ass no problem. Tonight as I came through the door the clerk smiled, waved me through to the back, and went back to reading his trashy magazine after making a note on my ‘tab’ that I owed him another fuck for the free pass. Once I cooled down a little and made a few rounds of the usual trolls, hall-wall holders (those faggys who just stood around holding up the wall), the few scared tourists and a couple locals, I zoned in on this little youngin white guy. All the folks were cruising that little wanker ass and I figured he would go for more of the clean cut, handsome types that were there. Some of the hustlers were down right pretty boys – not the TS, TV, CD’s that were there – but boys who were just damn pretty. But no, the youngin kept scoping me out – eyeing my thugness. My sick look and dirty clothes, did not seem to put him off. I made my way around the corner and to the end of the back hall and settled myself by the last booth. Slowly the white youngin made his way back towards me, his pale skin almost glowing in the shadows and dark lights of the ABS. He was nervous for sure, but held his own deflecting the advances he encountered along the way. When he got to me, he looked at the floor, his head down, fumbled in his pocket, “Want a cigarette? He asked. I nodded, took tapped out a couple, took the lighter he handed to me, inhaled, pocketed the lighter as he looked confused with his own unlit cigarette still in his hand. I kept on smoking so he pulled the pack back out of his pocket and put the one he was holding back in. I grabbed his wrist, squeezed, brought his hand up and his fingers automatically released and drop the pack of cigarettes into my hand. I smiled, nodded, and said, “Whatch-you need kid?” The white youngin nervously looked around and looked ready to bolt as some of the aggressive trolls started closing in. I grabbed him by the arm, swung him around so his back was to the wall and I placed myself between him and them. I turned and snapped, “STEP THE FUCK OFF MOTHA-FUCKERS!” to the closest trolls who slunk back the way they had come. I asked again, “Whatch-you need kid?” This time he looked up, licked his lips, fished back in his pocket and pulled out a folded $50. I snatched the Grant, stuffed it in my pocket with his lighter, set the cigarette between my teeth as I unzipped my pants and fished out my stank, ripe, black dick. The youngin’s mouth gaped, he reached out to stroke it and I smacked his hand away, tapped my cigarette out on the wall beside his head and set it on the ledge molding that ran about head height along the wall for later. I looked at him and sneered. “Here’s the rules. NO touching, no kissing, NO sucking. You feel me?” He just nodded, fished back in his pocket and pulled out a ratty looking condom packet. I snatched that too, tossed it into the hallway behind me – let one of the trolls use that shit if they want – and when the youngin looked at me questioningly I said, “I ONLY FUCK RAW, NOW PULL YOUR PANTS DOWN.” His face lit up like a fucking angel on the Christmas tree! “You want to go into a booth? Someplace more private maybe?” he asked. I shook my head no, hell I was not wasting a dime on that shit when I had some raw ass pussy right in front of me and frankly had all the privacy I needed. I’m a wild freak and don’t mind folks watching and had barely got a little spit on my dick before the youngin’s pants were down and his white ass pushed out waiting. I lined up my dick, grabbed his hips, and pushed hard. The youngin cried out, which just made my dick swell and unleash some prejizz. The next shove popped his pink little hole and before he could cry out again I covered his mouth with my left hand. I pulled my dick all the way out, spit a couple times, smeared it around, lined my monster back up, and this time before I popped his hole again I laced my right fingers with my left, covering his whole fucking face, his breath coming out hot and rapid against my skin. I gently moved my hips a little and his breathing got even faster in anticipation, I then clamped my hands tight on his skull and SLAMMED THAT ASS! The youngin’s body went stiff as I slam fucked him against the wall, busting that hole open wide, tearing those pussy walls up. All my anger, frustration, and craziness came out as I fucked him hard and fast. After a couple minutes of brutal pounding his body relaxed, his hole gave out, and I moved my hands from his face to his shoulders so I could dig him out for the grand finale. “GIVE ME THAT AIDSBONE,” the youngin gasped and pleaded. WTF? What the fuck? “FUCK ME WITH YOUR AIDS DICK MISTER, POZ MY HOLE, WRECK IT – OH FUCK YEAH PLEASE WRECK IT!” Hot damn – guess it is the quiet ones you got to watch out for. Hell that shit made my dick steel hard – holy Christ. I stepped back, edged my dick to the lip of his ass pussy and slammed back in. Fucking faggy loved it and moaned, groaned, and begged, “PUSH YOUR AIDSBONE IN ME, CUM IN ME MISTER, OH PLEASE FUCKING CUM IN ME, FUCK IT HARDER – THAT’S IT MISTER – HARDER – YEAH POZ ME UP – POZ MY ASS WITH THAT DICK.” I had fucked some dudes a bit rough before, with my size you had to now and then to get your nutt – but this, this was a balls out rape fuck with no mercy. I wanted his ass to hurt, wanted him to feel it, wanted him to experience the same sort of pain I was feeling and man did he! I shredded his guts and felt my balls pull high, tighten up like race horse at the gate raring to go, and one final thrust and I blew my toxic wadd as deep as I could in his faggy ass. I bottomed out and broke through something when I did making him cry out even louder. He had no place to run and I held him on my dick as my balls jumped up and down, pistoning my cum out. I was done –with him anyways – and pulled my dick out in one tug. He sounded like a mouse with his head in a trap on that one. I laughed, reached over him, grabbed the half-smoked cigarette off the ledge, used his – now my – lighter, and took a well-deserved long drag. The youngin was panting as he looked at me with awe, wonder, lust, need, and a newfound calling in life. I knew guys liked my dick, but this was different. This was RAPTURE. BLISS. ECSTASY pure and true and the blood rushed like a flash flood back into my dick and I was ready to go again. The youngin stared in amazement, I chuckled, and laughed right in his face as he now begged and pleaded, “Please fuck it again – oh my God, I need your AIDS man, did you poz me? Will you wreck my ass again? Please, oh please I NEED IT!” I just looked at him without a word, he got the message, “Umm…I only got like $5.00 left. I can give you more tomorrow, will you be here tomorrow?” I stepped away, dropped my smoke on the floor, looked at the crowd we had gathered and eyed one of the regular pretty boys that had tried to get me to fuck him before. I knew his pockets were full with goodies and while I generally lived by the adage ‘don’t shit where you eat’ and didn’t need any drama, my balls were full up again and it had to go someplace. I swaggered over to the pretty boy and said, “You think you can handle this?” He nodded, practically jumped into one of the booths while trying to get naked at the same time. I turned to the youngin, “Come better prepared tomorrow,” closed the video booth door, and as the youngin pulled himself together and headed out into the night he could hear the cries of the pretty boy getting his ass pussy hole wrecked with my AIDSbone.

A fuck buddy texted me this picture this morning with the text "Fuck?"... I know what that means; it means I get an instant hard-on and can't help accepting. He likes to "harvest" cum from one of his wank buddies - and then use it as lube when he fucks me. I've never met the wank buddy, but so far I've taken three of his loads... Of course sperm is nicer when it's hot and being pumped out of a hard cock, but there IS something very hot about being slutty enough to accept being lubed up with the cum of somebody I've never been in the same room with. So I put the spare mattress on the sitting room floor, got myself cleaned up and into a jockstrap, and then I laid down, ass in the air and poppers in hand, and put on a blindfold. And waited. He has a 30km / 20 mile drive to my house, so by the time he arrived I was VERY horned up and high on poppers... He made me suck his cock first, and then he moved around to rim me nice and wet - and his tongue went deep! And then I felt the plastic syringe at my hole, and the cold and wet feeling of a load being injected into my ass. His cock soon followed and started churning the cum in my ass. Damn, I love that cock... Great length, great thickness, PERFECT mushroom head that really makes my ass go POP! when he pushes it in or pulls out. And when he gets going... Well, it's a no-holds-barred fuck! All I have to do is keep my ass in the air and take every thrust and push, no matter how hard... He really knows how to make a bottom like me moan... And now I'm sitting with a slightly sore and VERY wet hole... And loving it! I haven't cum myself, though, so I'm considering whether to go trawling the internet for somebody who wants to fuck a cummy hole...

Another Real Experience (x 2!) PART TWO - the Porn Star and the Trucker Part Two, The Trucker So, as mentioned in Part One of this double post, I was watching a Classic Pre-Condom Gay Porn Vid recently and it brought back two very hot and very different experiences. The vid was 1986′s “Oversized Load” about the sexual exploits of some young truckers - and it brought back BOTH the many times I played with one of its’ stars, Scott O’Hara, AND the first time I partied with a trucker in his rig. Part One was about Scott O’Hara, now it’s time to talk about the Trucker… A few years back I was up by the New York/Connecticut border by I-84/684 for a workshop I was conducting. Knowing I’d be heading south in Upper Westchester I had contacted a pair of pig buds who have a home or actually, kind of more of a “compound” really, in the far north of Westchester to see if they’d want me to stop by for some parTy Time on my way home. They were very much up for it, so prior to the workshop I had cleaned out and I was wearing 501s, a black t-shirt and my engineer boots; which I knew would not be out of place at the Acting Workshop I was going to be conducting, strange as that may sound to some. I always got a bit horny conducting these workshops for the 18-20 year old theater students, so stopping at my friends’ place after was perfect. Perfect seldom stays perfect, and that’s what happened that evening. There was an electrical fire at the school where I was conducting the workshop which required clearing the building and ending the workshop an hour and a half early. I texted my buds to see if I could come early, something that normally would not have been too much of a problem, but they texted back that they were stuck in NYC and the train they’d be coming back on would not get them home for another 3 hours, and unusually, there was no one at their place that could let me in until they all arrived back together. Fortunately, they suggested that to pass a few hours until then, since going home and coming back would be flat out stupid and they did NOT want to give up our playdaTe, I should check out the Truck Stop on I-684 near Brewster. They said I could likely find some action to keep me busy and might even find someone hot to bring along for our session later. That sounded like a plan to me, so I headed my car in the direction of I-684. Now since I was a teenager, I’d had many a hot time at truck stops and rest areas all over the country, but interestingly though I’d played with Truckers among others at such locations, we’d always played in the woods, the men’s room itself, or gone elsewhere. Up until this time, in more than 20 years of hooking up at such places, I’d never been inside the cab of any Truck. I’d also had less chances to play at such places as the older I got, the far less time I spent driving all over the country for shows, and the far more time I spent at home in the NY metro area – where such locations with action and no hassle became fewer and fewer as the years went by. I pulled off the highway and rather than park with most of the few passenger cars, I parked further away and closer to the couple of big rigs that were there without making the location I chose totally suspicious. Checking to see that no one but someone in one of the rigs could see me, I pulled my small “travel pipe” out of my leather motorcycle jacket along with my torch and took a few quick hits of T. After blowing a couple of clouds, I cooled it off and carefully packed them back into the hidden special pockets hidden in the lining of my jacket, then zipped up and got out of the car. Once out, I pretty obviously adjusted the package in my 501s while pointedly looking in the direction of the parked rigs, and then sauntered toward the rest area building. There didn’t seem to be any obvious paths running back into the woods and so I assumed any action either occurred inside the building or inside the vehicles. Stopping to read pretty much every sign and map posted outside, I hoped I was at once giving a signal and at the same time wasn’t being too obvious. A smaller, wiry blond white guy in jeans, sneakers, denim jacket and cowboy hat stepped from the shadows behind me and quite obviously groped himself, showing a lot of package for a little guy. I groped myself in response and he jerked his head towards the men’s room, mouthing “follow me”. I followed into the men’s room and rather than going to one of the stalls he led me to the most remote urinals and whipped out his dick starting a heavy piss, while indicating me to do the same one urinal over rather than right next to him. Actually needing to piss as well, a minute passed while we both took care of business. The room seemed pretty deserted as I subtly looked around and he whispered, “lookin’ for action?” I nodded yes and he chuckled softly when he said, “…thought so when I saw you givin’ our girl Tina a kiss before getting out of your car. You okay talkin’ in my truck? This place ain’t too safe.” I nodded yes, and he indicated for me to follow. Trying not to be too obvious, I trailed about 20 feet behind him back toward my car and his truck. He continued past my car to the first rig parked closest to me. Checking to see that no one “inappropriate” might be watching, he popped the passenger door of the cab and told me to jump in. I got in quickly while he jumped up from the driver’s side and then pulled some shades down in the windows. He laughed a bit as he whipped out a glass pipe that was already loaded and took a nice big pull on it before handing it and his torch to me. “I’m only cool with lightin’ up right away ‘cuz I already seen you hit your own pipe earlier,” he said as I warmed the bowl and breathed in the curling white vapor. “Name’s Tom” he said as I blew out my cloud. I introduced myself and he asked what I was up to, and I told him my tale of my workshop ending early and my buds coming home late and looking to play until then, and the possibility of continuing later. He liked the sound of everything I said, but let me know that the rest area we were in had very recently become dangerous as it was being regularly patrolled by the State Police who came through on an almost predictable schedule at night. Any car like mine that was there without the driver inside on two consecutive trips through the lot was suspicious and they would begin to look for the driver assuming there was something going on. “We can play in my rig until your buds are ready for us, but we gotta’ get your auto out of here and elsewhere… there’s a diner right off the next exit where you can leave it for now and we’ll head back on goin’ north and park and play in the northbound rest stop until your buds call, then we’ll head back to your car, leave my rig in the truck parking at the diner and head to their place in your vehicle. Cool?” I nodded yes. “Then follow me bud.” He pulled the shades back a bit, took a look around the lot and since the coast was clear, indicated that I should hurry to my car. I did, and followed his truck as he pulled out of the lot. The next exit and the Diner were not too far away and I parked, grabbed my play bag, and walked over to his rig and got back in the front passenger seat. I got in and pulled the door behind me and laughed when he pulled his jacket aside to show he was naked from the waist down, except for his sneakers. “Pull them pants off and let me see what all I’ll be workin’ with this evening, while I get us someplace more private,” he suggested. As he pulled back onto the road I unlaced my boots and pulled my jeans and black jock strap down and off leaving them in a lump at my feet. My half-hard cock was surrounded by a black leather snap cock ring and he looked at me smiling, saying “fuck yeah”. He got back on the Interstate going north and headed for the northbound twin to the same rest area we met at. He pulled in and parked between to other rigs and proceeded to pull the shades back over the windows. He grabbed his kit with his pipe and pulled himself up into what looked like a loft above the main part of the cab, saying “come on up bud – the boots are hot but please leave ‘em down there, this ain’t the place for ‘em. In fact, get naked down there and just pull yourself up!” I ditched the rest of my clothes, while pulling my supplies and pipe from my jacket and popping them in my play bag and pulled myself up and into his bed/loft/whatever. When I got myself in and my eyes began to adjust, I saw there was a small screen playing some pretty hot looking BB gay porn, scattered pillows, a few bottles of lube and such, and Tom sitting cross-legged heating up the bowl of an even larger bong. He was a wiry little guy, as I said, covered with lots of tribal tatts and several body piercings, with a hairy chest and very hairy legs. Between his legs was a half-hard cock that appeared to be not particularly long, but nicely thick and HUGE balls that explained the big bulge he pushed in his jeans. I liked what I saw, he looked like fun, and the setting was VERY hot to me. He apparently liked what he saw too. I had worn my leather harness under my clothes, so it was in place and highlighting my pecs as I pulled myself over to him. “Fuck yeah, got me a leather muscle daddy… hot damn! I seen you blowin’ some huge clouds daddy, y’all ever share it – you know, shotgun?” “One of my favorite ways to indulge,” I let him know, before sucking in a huge hit, pulling his face to mine and slowly releasing a very large hit into his mouth while his eyes grew wider and wider. As we smoked we started stroking each other’s dicks, and feeling each other up. We chatted about what we were into, and we were both pleased to find the other versatile AND to find the other all ready to play – cleaned inside and out, with just some sweat and musk from the couple of hours since we’d each gotten prepped. Though the porn was hot and so was he, and he was definitely into me as well, it was a bit disappointing that we were both only semi-hard. I was about to scrounge a “vitamin v” from my play bag to split with him, when he stopped me and said he had something better. Seems he kept Caverject in his hidden supply area and though I’d only done it once before and was frankly wary of needles near my pride and joy, I let him shoot both our cocks with a shot and soon we both were sporting major solid wood. We sixty-nined our dicks, and then dove for the holes – he with as much enthusiasm for rimming a hairy hole as me! We took turns sucking, rimming and fucking each other, and passing around both of our pipes. He got on his radio for a bit and found another trucker in one of the other trucks who wanted to join us for a bit and shortly we had a third climbing into the rig and up to our perch… a big hairy bear of a man with a bit of belly, a big fat long cock, a heavy Boston accent, and a horny mind. He puffed up too and Tom gave him the cock shot, and soon he was happily switching back and forth from my hairy hole to Tom’s. He didn’t get fucked, but he was clean, so we each rimmed him while the other was being topped, and he was thrilled to be able to fuck both of us bareback – something he didn’t get to do too often. After dumping two loads, he took his leave of us, and we went back to pleasuring each other. I checked with my buds and sure enough they were on their way home from the train station and told us to head over, excited that I had managed to score a trucker to play with us. Tom pulled the rig back onto the highway, got off the next exit and got back on headed south. We passed the rest area where we met and continued to the next exit and headed for the diner. He locked his rig up in the rear of the diner lot where there were a couple of other trucks, and climbed into my car. Ten minutes later we pulled into the long hidden driveway of my buddies home and discovered my two pals – one a white bearish daddy, the other a younger tall lean Hispanic guy – along with their tenant Bobby who was another bear type, a hot trim Black guy and as usual, a twink who was already flying. Clothes flew, and we all headed to the hot tub outside, and proceeded to party, fuck, fist, suck, rim, double fuck and more until it was time for me to head out. My Hispanic bud promised to bring Tom back to his truck when they were done, and I headed home pleased that I had FINALLY had sex in a big rig!

Met this super cute guy at the beach in Spain today, he was from France. We got back to the room and condoms were requested This is one of the cases where I'm not going to fight it so we went ahead .. I was surprised that someone from France where PrEP has been available all this year would be so insisting on condoms still. Is it that PrEP is still a very much unknown intervention by the gay folks? Is there any promotion going on at all to get people to use it? Some feedback from french people would be great!

(Sorry for any mistake, english is not my first language) I don't know exactly how to start this story. I was a total safe sex devoted boy. Everytime a cock entered my ass, it was with a rubber. By then, I never really enjoyed it, and I didnt know why. The few times I had sex, it was unpleasant. Now I know exactly why. Raw sex is the natural way to fuck and I learned it the best way. One night I was horny as hell, so I searched for a top online. I found one who was exactly my tipe. Kind of muscular, hairy, in his 40s. I have a thing for daddies and this one fit perfectly. At first things were going fine, but then he told me if I liked it bareback. I said no, only safe. He then showed me a pic of his massive cock and said "Not even by this?". I was astonished, my breath got slower by the impression. It was a perfect cock, very hard, maybe 9" with a well rounded shaft and meaty balls. I immeaditely wanted to lick it, to put it in my mouth. "Wow, thats huge" I said. "Do you like it boy?" I really wanted that massive dick in my ass, but I couldnt do it raw. "Yes, that would really destroy my hole! But sorry, I have to say no, I only do safe..." He at first seemed dissapointed. He said he wanted to breed my ass and fill it with DNA. I was getting uncomfortable and said no way. He clearly was a barebacker and that made me nervous. He then said "Fine, we can do it safe, but you bring the condom. I never buy one" That scared me and just said "Sorry, this is not what Im looking for..." and left the site. I was still horny as hell. That image of his cock made my hole burn. Good thing I had a dildo to calm the itch, but moments later it grew faster and faster and the dildo did nothing. I needed a cock. I needed his cock. He accepted to use a condom so why I did say no? I missed a good opportunity for my fears. Maybe he was still online and I could still get his cock. Lucky enough, he was online. "Hi, you there?" "Yes boy, did you make your mind up?" "Yes I want that cock up my ass, Ill bring the condom" "Fine, I want to fuck you good, you wont regret it" That made my hole twitch. He gave me his address. It was not far. I showered and douched quickly, I wanted everything to be clean. I then left and got there in a moment. He opened the door and I was stunned. He was truly a daddy. "Come in boy". I entered as he reached my ass, outside my pants. He was not shy at all. I smiled and he pointed me to the couch. There was some porn put on the TV. A big close up of an ass being impaled by a big cock. "Lets have a drink" He said and poured a glass for both of us. We drank and talked for a while about little things. The safe sex came up. "So you never did bareback?" "No, I always do it safe. Here is the condom by the way" He reached for it and put it in his pocket. "Well you dont know what you miss haha. But I can do it your way, no problem" He said as he smiled and I smiled back. We reached the point where drinks kicked in and we were horny. He said he wanted to fuck me good and open my hole. My ass was getting hungry. "Please do it" I said and he unzipped. That perfect cock showed up. Erect, fully hard. "You can kiss it, dont be shy" He said as he grabbed my neck softly. I then went down. I kissed it first. His skin was wet and his cock smelled damn good. I grabbed it with my hand. I couldnt believe it, that huge cock was gonna enter in my mouth. The moment came and that thing invaded my mouth. It tasted amazing. I started blowing him and jerking him. I kissed his balls and licked them. He then started fucking my mouth as it was a hole. It was amazing. I didnt want to let go of his cock, it felt so good. We continued for some time, and then he separated his cock from my mouth. He grabbed my ass. "I want the other hole" Said as he looked into my eyes. My hole then burnt with desire. "Yes, please fuck it" As I looked to him. He then pointed me to his bedroom. He again had a TV with porn in there. This time the porn was more hardcore. Some dude was getting loads from a room full of guys. I looked it dazed while I was getting naked. He was getting naked too, and his cock still rock hard while he took of his pants and underwear. He then reached my hole and start rubbing him while I was looking the TV. When I looked to him, he had a little bottle in his other hand and he gave it to me. "What's this?" "Dont worry. It will relax your hole and my cock will enter more easily" "Where is the condom?" "It's here" He showed it to me as he put it on the bedside table. "Take a good sniff and we'll enjoy more. Trust me" I did it while looking at the TV and he was still rubbing my hole and stroking his cock at the same time. I felt a rush instantly. I got a a little dizzy but high at the same time. That made me hornier as he was now fingering my hole. I kissed him and grabbed his cock and stroked him. He then put me on the bed, ass towards him, fully exposed. "You are gonna love this, boy" He then kissed my hole and it felt so good. I moaned as he opened the hole with his tongue. He ate it so good I couldnt resist it. I grabbed the sheets and let him work that hole. "Good boy, open for me" Said and he then went again to the hole. He licked it good and I was in heaven. After a few minutes of ass eating, he gave me the bottle again. I took another sniff. Another rush and I felt hornier. My eyes were almost rolling while he was working my hole with his tongue. He then went to the bed and lied down and told me to suck his cock. I obeyed instantly and put in my mouth. As that amazing shaft entered my face it felt so good. I started sucking and drooling over his tool. He was looking pleased and that was making me enjoy more. He then told me to put my ass on his face and we did a 69, with him eating my ass and I swallowing his cock. In that position I was facing the TV. The bottom was receiving a good pounding from another top. His ass made sloppy noises as the cock rammed his hole. I noticed something strange. That cock looked very familiar to me. Then the angle changed and I understood why. The top who was fucking the bottom now was my top! He was there fucking that bottom bareback and mixing those loads inside him. The bottom seemed in extreme pleasure as my top pounded his hole. I still had that cock in my mouth and never let it go, still sucking it up and down. It was rock hard and I was enjoying it. I still watched the movie as he ate my hole. My ass was really open, he could easily put his tongue in. And I still sucked his cock not ever once let it get out, I wanted it inside my mouth. As my top pumped faster in the movie I followed his rythm, sucking up and down faster. I was amazed as he tore that hole apart, and somehow seeing the cock on my mouth on another ass, made me so horny. He then said he was going to cum, spilled a string of semen on the bottom's hole and shoved deep in his rectum. He grunted and said "Good boy" as the bottom moaned. The bottom then got up and went for his cock and put it entirely on his mouth, sucking every inch. It was the first time I saw someone sucking his ass juices from a cock and I was astonished. It got me really horny. And in that moment both of us, had the same cock in our mouths. But he was just fucked and I still had my hole itching like hell. I felt envy for that bottom. I needed that cock in my ass. I wanted to be that bottom. "Please fuck me" I said as the bottom on the TV was now being fucked by another top "Do you want it boy?" "Yes please I want it" He then bent me on the bed, with my ass towards the TV. He then reached the bedside table, looking for the rubber, I thought. But he instead took the bottle and gave it to me. "Take a hit" "Dont forget the condom" I reminded him "Dont worry" He said, as he put himself behind me. "I just wanna feel this hole" He then rubbed his cock again my asslips. It felt so amazing. I took a hit off the bottle meanwhile. I felt the rush again and my hole got more relaxed. As he rubbed his shaft on my hole, it felt a little wet. It was precum from his cock. It felt so good as he pressed agaisnt my ass. My asslips were kissing his head and my back arched from the pleasure. I then remembered the scene from the movie, that cock destroying that hole and I was burning inside with anticipacion. I needed that pounding. His head entered a bit on the hole and my breath got deeper. "Please dont forget the condom" "Its fine, dont worry" He said as he pressed agaisnt my hole. His head was now inside and it felt like heaven. I had his cock in my ass and it felt like everything made sense somehow. He started to pump a little trying to shove it in. I looked back and said "Please put on the condom" as he was pressing more "Do u want me to stop now boy?" he said as he looked into my eyes Then my thought processing stopped for a moment. The only thought crossing my mind was how good felt his cock on my ass. "No, dont stop please. I want it" I said without almost even realizing "Good boy" He said as he took the signal and started pressing harder while I let it go and started to press back my ass to him desperate to have it all. He slowly shoved, and made his shaft go trought my entire insides. I felt his head rubbing my rectum and It felt so nice. Soon the entire cock was inside me. I still didnt believe it. How could I let it happen? But it felt better than everything I tried. Having his cock inside me felt natural and like I was somehow complete. I didnt want that cock to ever get out off me. He then started to pull out and it saddened me a little, but then the slide felt so good I wanted more. He started pumping, making his cock moving inside me. It hurted at bit at start, but I didnt want him to stop. I was in heaven. Then the pain started to fade away as he reached a good pace. At the moment he was fucking me good and his cock was pumping inside my ass walls, his balls slapping my taint. "This feels so good..." I said while I moaned "I told you everything was fine. You just needed to understand it" He said as he pulled out off my ass and reentered with a thrust. "Do you want me to put a condom now boy?" "No please!" I looked back and looked him with despair "Do you want my load boy? Do you want it deep inside you?" He said as he again pulled out and reentered. He had total control of my hole and I was loving it indeed. "Yes please, plant it deep, I need it!" "Good boy" He said as he pulled out and grabbed my neck. I felt surprised, I wanted to that cock again in my ass. He pressed my head agaisnt his cock, which have just stayed on my ass. "Suck it, show me you want it" At first I was confused, I never sucked a cock who entered my ass. "C'mon you know you want it, dont you want to be a good boy like the one I bred on that movie?" I felt surprised, he knew I was watching that scene. But he was right, I wanted to be like that hole he destroyed in that movie. I wanted to show him I was a good boy and have his cock in me again. I needed his load deep inside me. "Yes, I want to be a good boy" I said and instantly I sucked his cock. It was rock hard. I went up and down on his dick and drooled over it. "There you are, show me you want it boy" I savoured the mix of ass juices and precum as I blowed him and it tasted amazing. I was surprised, I wanted more. I needed him to shove in my ass and let me taste it again. "I want more please" as I sucked him "Do you want me to paint your insides white?" "Yes, please" I responded quickly to make him put his cock in my ass again "Hahaha dont worry boy. No way you are leaving without my DNA in your ass. In fact it was my intention from the very beginning" He said as he pumped again. He reached the envelope of the condom and gave it to me. It was opened and the condom was missing. "I threw it away the very first moment you gave it to me. No way Im gonna fuck some ass without breeding it. Dont you feel freed? Dont you feel like you are doing what you born for?" I was surprised. But it made sense somehow. He was totally right. How someone in his right mind wanna avoid this? How to stop something so natural and so right? "It makes sense" I could say a moment I pulled his cock out of my mouth "This feels so right" "I just helped you understand that you were in a mistake. You are a hole to fuck boy. A hole to plant seed. Do you think I did wrong?" The thought of him throwing away my will to teach me the truth and taking charge of my holes was turning me on like crazy. He liberated me with his wisdom throught his cock, and made me do what I was intended for in life, taking raw cock and seed. He helped me a lot. I was truly grateful to him. "No, you did good. Thank you for showing me Im a just a hole for cock. You teached me the right way. You helped me" I said before I sucked with more empashis to show him I was thankful for all he had done to me. "Dont worry boy. You just needed someone to teach your holes are to be used. You dont own them, only the one who use them does." I nodded and smiled "Please use my holes" "So who's the owner of your ass and mouth? Who decides what to do with them?" He said as he greened "You, they are yours to use. Please put your cock in them and show me what I was made for" "Good boy. They are my property, dont forget" He said as he thrusted with strenght on my mouth, and then flipped me and made me stay on four on the bed. He went on top of me and he pressed his cock agaisnt my hole. It entered easily and I felt complete again. I moaned as he pumped. It felt so good. He was right. In that moment he owned my holes and it felt so nice to have a real man take property of them. It was I was born for. To let the men use them, decide what to do with them, and shove their cocks in them. I had no right on them, only the men who fucked them had. It felt so right by then, I realized how wrong was before, thinking I have a tell on my holes and demanding someone to put a rubber on. But thanks to him I saw the truth. I was so thankful to him for destroying my holes and making me understand my role in life. As I was really turned on by this thought, he kept fucking me and ramming his cock on my hole. He sometimes changed holes and let me taste my ass on him. "Are you gratful boy I let you taste your ass?" He was slowly teaching me how lucky I was by having him using my holes. And it was true. I was honored I could have him inside me and have his DNA. I was honored by him when he decided I had to suck his cock right from my ass. I felt in heaven. I felt complete. Everything made sense then. And I was really turned on by all these thoughts of me honored by him for using me and make me complete with his cock. "Yes, you are so nice to me, thank you" I said as I slurped "From now on boy you will call me Sir, cause Im the owner of your holes. And everytime someone is breeding you, you should show him respect for letting you have the honor of being used. Dont forget" "No, Sir. I wont forget. Im really grateful to you for teaching me. Thanks for helping me understand my position" "Good boy" He said as he went again onto my ass After a few moments of fucking and teaching me my role in this world of serving men, he then used my ass harder. He pumped faster. He was about to cum. That really anticipated moment was coming and I couldnt believe it. I was about to recieve his precious seed. To have it deep inside me. I couldnt believe how lucky I was to have his DNA flooding my rectum. I was getting really anxious as he fastened the pace. He then grabbed my ass and spasmed as he unloaded in me. "Deep. Inside" He said as he pressed his cock firmly again my ass and let his seed fill me. "Thank you, Sir" I said as I feel blessed for having my ass really opened and flooded. It was truly heaven. I was so thankful to him for teaching me the raw sex and making me understand how natural it is, I feel honored to have his load inside me. My first load. He pulled out and my ass made a plop sound. "It seems your ass really wanted it hahaha" "Yes, Sir. I really needed it" I said as I looked back and smiled "Dont worry boy, now you are you going to be used a lot. Just let everyone knows your holes are theirs to use. And mine, of course. Now Im gonna fuck you everytime I need a hole to plant seed, ok?" He said as he sit and his cock softened "Yes, Sir, thank you in advance. Just tell me when you wanna use them" "For now, clean my cock. Everytime someone breeds you, you will show respect to him putting his cock again in your mouth right from your ass. If you are lucky enough, he will let you clean it. And you are lucky today, it seems" "Yes, Sir! Im so lucky!" I said as I rushed to put his cock in my mouth. It tasted so nice directly from my hole. Ass juices and cum. I devoured his cock and swallowed every last drop of cum. "You love the taste of your ass dont you? So lets do something" He started rubbing my hole. "What, Sir?" "Push a little cum out. I want to feed you some and have my DNA in both holes. But dont push hard, I want most to stay inside your guts for you to absorb it" "Yes, Sir" I spread my cheeks with my hands and pushed. At first nothing came out. "Hahaha I planted it deep. Remember not to push so much tho" I smiled when he said his load was deep inside. I kept pushing and a little flow of cum came out. "Stop" He then took the cum on his fingers and put them in my mouth. I savoured them as I felt good for having him control my holes. It felt so natural and right. I then stayed the night cause he said he maybe would need me to discharge. I felt so thankful. He told me that he usually needed to breed ass twice a day, or even more. I wasnt even the first hole he fucked that day, he bred another boy. That turned me on. I was just another hole to use for him, another ass to breed and I was honored he chose me to empty his balls that time. He then went on telling me how I should use just a jockstrap to show only my hole and helping me get better at being used by him or another tops. It was truly a special night.

Two young muscle boys from my 24 hr gym about 3 weeks ago. Both teenagers, they were obviously interested in one another when I walked in. At first, I pretended not to notice initially but steadily made it more obvious that I was watching as they became more and more 'involved' with each other. If my eyes weren't giving me away, the raging hard on must have. Eventually they moved into the showers and closed the door. As I assumed I wasn't welcome to follow, I tried getting back to weights. After a few minutes, I realised that the door to the change room was open. I was being invited, to watch at least. Then the older one signalled me to come closer...he turned me to face the younger one and pulled down my shorts. His cock was pushing past my sphincter before my mouth was on his mate's cock. I took several loads each that night as they swapped me between them.

ST. AUGUSTINE - Finally got to breed fuckboy407 from BBRT last night. Cute slim tall mother fucking twink.... great jockstrapped ass. Came to my hotel (Thank you for that) and bent right over. Hit the poppers and took my raw cock. We didn't video this time but hopefully tonight I can get up to Jacksonville and fill him again and video it. Happy Breeding, guys!

i was fucked by poz.. 2 months later i noticed little sores on my legs then got real sick for 2 weeks.. like major hang over and throwing up.. just wanting to know ids that how it works

Anon fucks are awesome. I love it when a guy fucks me like that - just slides in, fucks me bare and breeds me, but never asks if I want it or not

As I have read this post I am moving in the direction of thinking it would be hotter to go into the trough while dressed and keeping those clothes on after getting out.

I've found, in my experience, that the TOPs w/ PAs, generally know exactly how to fuck a bottom with it and have him experience pure pleasure

I love getting fucked through a glory hole. Unfortunately I am tall and it is difficult because generally the glory holes are cut in the wrong position for me. Still, I'm glad some men like the anonymity. It really doesn't matter what the top or bottom looks like, his age, etc. The top has a cock that needs an asshole and I have an asshole that needs a cock. Too bad some people play the "you're not good enough for me" game in person. They just look right through the guy on the other side. I don't understand the arrogance. Your cock (or ass) will love it. Just do it.

Welcome back Rogue! Very hot how this story keeps progressing as well as is our main character!!!! Keep going-you have a good thing going here

This was kinda hot, but also the weirdest verbal I ever got was summer last year, being fucked in a sauna by a guy who I think was Canadian. He kept saying "Yeah that feels really good" and then suddenly "I'm gonna cum in you like it's 1999"...!!! He only said it once, but he timed each syllable of 'nine-teen-nine-ty-nine' with each thrust inside me. He didn't actually cum in me until a few minutes later. I was too into him fucking me to laugh at what he said, but I guess he was a Prince fan and it was a party in my ass!

Part 8 I walked out into the quad, my first time outdoors in over three hours. I felt a trickle of cum slide out of my ass and the disgust of what I had just done really hit me. Every other fuck, and every other load of cum dumped in me was forced. This time, I was not forced, I stripped for another man, I gave him my ass and let him fuck me. I heard laughter, but there was no one laughing. I felt my stomach rumble and realized I hadn’t eaten anything in a day and headed to the nearby snack shack to get food. I saw people staring, people pointing and people checking me out. I grabbed my food and found a quiet table. I sat there and stared at my food, hearing words in my head about being pozzed and taking AIDS loads. I lost my appetite as the fear of getting sick and dying became all I could focus on. I heard my father’s voice saying, “Queer’s deserve to get AIDS and die horribly.” I took out my phone and google’d HIV infection. I learned that there was a medication that could be taken to prevent getting infected. I also learned about PrEP and how to get it. I thought maybe I could get it at the health center so I ate my lunch and walked over. I got to the clinic and checked in. A nurse called me back in and took my vitals. She asked what I was here for and I told her. I could see the disgust in her eyes as she shamed me with her look. I heard her mumble, “You need to pray.” I waited in the room for the doctor. I heard a knock and the door opened. The doctor walked in and he looked to be in his early 40s. He sat down across from me and looked at a clipboard. “Hi Joey, I hear your looking to get some medication?” I said, “Yeah, I need to get medication to…” I couldn’t finish the sentence and broke down in tears again. How the hell did I have so many tears in me? The doctor sat with me and said, “You want to prevent getting HIV? Is there a particular reason you think you need this medicine? Have you done something that would make you think you’ve been exposed?” I nodded and cried more. “Tell me what you did Joey. Tell me why you want this.” He stared at me and I told him what happened, about the night at the rest stop, the bathroom and the incident with my professor. When I finished, I could see a look of awe, lust, and disgust on the doctor’s face. He moved his clipboard and I saw a huge bulge in his pants. I dropped to my knees and crawled over to his legs and reached to his bulge. I tried to fight it and could not. The doctor put the clipboard down and just watched me. He slapped me across the face and told me, “What do you think you’re doing Joey? This is highly inappropriate.” I sat at his feet, the pain from the slap still burning. I looked up at him, not moving. “You’ve taken how many loads?” “91 in the ass and one in the mouth.” “In less then a day.” “I can give you the prescriptions. But, I think you’re going to earn it aren’t you?” I looked at him and nodded. He stood up, and grabbed me by the hair. He pulled me over to the exam table and told me to take off my pants. I did as was told and before I could do anything further, he pushed me down on to the table, and put my ankles in stirrups. He looked down at me and slapped me hard across the face again. “You’re going to lay there and not say a word. I’ll be right back. If I hear a sound, you’re going to regret.” I nodded my head as he turned and walked out of the room. The door was left open after he walked out. I could see people walking by the door, and caught a couple of people looking in at me. One guy, an older guy who looked like he was a custodian, stopped and stared at me. I saw him look both ways to the side, and he slipped in the room and shut the door behind him. I started to say something and he put a finger to his lips. He walked up and took his cock out of his pants. It was already hard and had a ring at the end. He lifted his shirt up and I saw a tattoo of a bio-hazard symbol. He smiled and again placed a finger to his lips. “This hurt, you stay quiet or make trouble.” I pleaded with him, silently. He smiled more and I could see teeth missing and sores on his tongue. “Shh, baby. Papa going to make you hurt.” He put his dick to my hole and shoved in. The pain was excruciating and I struggled to remain silent. I failed and squealed loudly. The old man smiled and punched me hard in the guts until I quieted down. He ripped my ass apart, pulling all the way out and slamming back in. I closed my eyes, trying to imagine being somewhere else. I didn’t hear the door open or close again, but I was brought back to reality when I heard the doctor’s voice say, “Open your eyes Joey.” I did and saw him watching me. “This is why you’re here, because you can’t keep your legs shut and let any man fuck you. Hector here, he’s a regular patient of mine. He’s infected half the campus with one bug or another over the years. Right now, he’s got every thing. Syphilis, gono, herpes, and AIDS. You didn’t even stop to ask him to put a condom on did you? Just let him shove his filthy dick in you. Did you even ask him if he was clean?” I looked at the doctor and shook my head. Hector sped up and looked at the doc and said, “I finish?” The doctor nodded, “Yes Hector, finish in him.” I pleaded with them, “Please don’t do this to me.” Doc simply slapped me in the balls and said, “Shut up Joey. You’re a whore, you want this.” Hector grunted and I felt the burning as he dumped his cum in me. Hector finished shooting and pulled out. He looked down and grinned, “You bleed like bitch.” I looked at his cock and saw streaks of my blood on him. He smiled and said, “Thank Dr. D.” he put his dick, blood and all, back in his pants, zipped up and walked out. The doctor stepped between my legs and told me, “Close your eyes, Joey. You don’t want to see what is coming.” I closed my eyes and as soon as I did, a memory tore my mind apart. I saw a face, but not a human face. It was red, scarred, and horns rose from out his forehead. He grinned and his teeth were fanged. I tried to scream but no sound came out. A voice came to my ears, “You have done me proud Joey. You have taken almost 100 loads in your hole. Some neg, but they can’t all be winners. Are you learning to enjoy being a whore? I’ve watched you. You’ve brought a new boy in to the fold. And you even willingly used your cunt to get ahead.” I shook my head. A low chuckle, “Oh Joey, you’re going to fight until the bitter end aren’t you? Resist you’re true nature as a son of my seed.” I just stared ahead at the face, the demon. He continued, “You haven’t put all the pieces together yet have you. Who you are, why you were chosen for this? I will tell you one thing, although when you wake up from this, you may decide to forget it. Your end is coming soon; I won’t tell you when exactly. But know that it will be an epic ending to your journey. Until then my son, open your eyes and see the next step on your journey.” My eyes snapped open, just in time to see a huge cock at my ass. I opened my mouth to scream, but the doctor’s hand slammed over my mouth and his wrapped around my throat. “You had to open your eyes? Why boy, why did you have to look?” The head of the cock, the monstrous thing extending from the crotch of the Dr., began to stretch my hole open. “Open that little pussy for me Joey. Let me push Hector’s disease further into you.” I tried to squeeze my hole tight, which only caused the Dr. to become angry. “Oh Joey, I really wish you hadn’t done that.” He pulled his cock out and I felt him slather a cold gel on my cunt. The gel soon turned warm, then hot. My eyes snapped open completely at the fire on my hole. “That should just about relax you. Don’t fight me this time boy. It’s only going to get worse for you.” He again pushed into me, this time I tried to squeeze but I couldn’t move. I felt my hole stretch, then stretch even more. “If it helps you to relax, I’m only 7” long, shorter then Hector,” he said with a wicked grin. I remembered the feelings of Marquise at the rest stop and Sir #2 in the bathroom. They were both smaller then this. The closest I could compare was Marquise and Coach double dicking me. This was still bigger. “Oh, Joey. I don’t think you’re hole is going to be usable after I’m done. It’s going to be destroyed. You ready?” I tried shaking my head, but he held me firm. “1…” I shut my eyes “2…” “God, please help me. I am sorry for my sins.” Laughter, and the face appeared again. “You call out for him? He’s not taking your call right now. I hear you though Joey. You’ll survive this and your hole will too. Don’t worry, your hole will be fine.” “3…,” I opened my eyes as he slammed, full force, into my cunt. “Oh Joey, I haven’t felt a cunt around my cock in years. Everyone sees it and then refuses to let me near their cunt or their ass. I’ve paid hookers and they give me back the money.” He pulled out a couple inches then pushed back in. “I need a picture of this. You’re not going to scream if I move my hands are you?” I shook my head. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He started taking pictures of my cunt wrapped around his cock. He recorded video of him pulling out and sliding back in. “God that’s beautiful. Want to see what your ass looks like wrapped around me?” I shook my head, and then nodded. He turned the phone around I could see it. My cunt looked like it was spread 8-9 inches wide. I could see drops of white and red on the cracked ring. He continued to fuck and then said, “I’m going to shoot in you now.” And I felt again, the burning of my colon by a load of cum. It took almost two full minutes for him to slowly remove his dick, telling me he did not want to cause me any permanent damage, even though he thought my hole would stay distended. He snapped a last picture of my hole gaping then gasped, “What the…” He quickly fumbled with his camera, switching to video to record my hole tightening back up. “How the hell are you doing that Joey?” “It’s my… gift. From the ma… from Him.” The doctor looked at me as if I was insane. “Get up, the nurses are due back any minute.” He helped me out of the stirrups and my legs collapsed downward as if stone. I watched the doctor shove is soft cock, larger than many hard cocks, back in his pants. He threw my pants at me, “Hurry up.” I dressed and he handed me a brown bag. “The directions are in there for both the meds. Good luck with it Joey.” I started walking out, stopped at the door and I don’t know what came over me. I turned to him and said, “Thank you Sir.”

Part 7 “Put those shorts on bitch, we’re far from done.” I felt sort of sorry for the kid, but remembering him choking me with his stinking cock and threatening to knock my teeth out eased my sympathy. I looked at the time and saw it was almost 1:00 and realized, looking at the scrap of paper in my hand that in 16 hours I had taken a total of 90 loads in my ass and at least one down my throat. Almost 6 an hour, 1 almost every 10 minutes. In a deep, dark area of my mind, I heard what sounded like my voice say, “More.” What the hell? I realized too late that I had missed my science class and, “FUCK” I muttered aloud, getting the attention of those around me. I realized I had missed our midterm. I ran to my professor’s office and knocked on the door. “Come in,” I heard Professor James say from his office. I opened the door and found him sitting behind his desk, the stack of midterms from my class on his desk. I started to say something, only now realizing how sore my throat was from the bitch (I was already starting to forget his name.) “Hi professor, can I talk to you for a few minutes?” “Sure, Mr. Collins. Sit down, but I’m going to tell you now, the answer is no you cannot,” he said with a stern smile on his face. “I am so sorry Professor, I was really sick this morning and could not get out of bed. I’m fucked if I can’t get this test.” “That language, and that pathetic attempt at lying, insult me Mr. Collins. If there’s nothing more you have to say that might change my mind, you can get up and leave.” “I’m sorry professor, I’ve just been through a lot recently and my mind is a little messed up right now. Is there any way to earn some of the points from the test?” “You know Mr. Collins, you seem like a semi-intelligent young man, plus I understand you’re the Captain of the baseball team here on campus, so you must be pretty talented on the field,” he cocked his head slightly after I flinched at the mention of the baseball team. He continued, “I’m not quite sure why you missed the test, or what is you’re going through. However, while I do feel some empathy for you, it does not seem like there’s enough information to decide what I should do.” “Information? What kind of information?” “Perhaps the truth, to start, about why you missed my class and why you deserve special treatment?” “Well, like I said, I’ve been going through some stuff recently…” The professor stopped me with a wave of his hand, “Joey, isn’t it? I frankly don’t care about you alluding to going through stuff. We all go through stuff. But we can’t expect the world to cater to us when it gets hard. So unless you have something else to say, or offer to me, then I have a large stack of midterms from students who actually are responsible enough to show up for class.” I stood up and turned to leave and could feel his eyes on the back of my head. Something hit me slowly and I turned back around. “What do you mean offer you?” He stared back at me and simply said, “I’m not sure what you mean.” “You said if I have nothing else to offer you.” He looked at me coldly and said, “Don’t read anything into that Mr. Collins. I only meant proof of why I should give you a special favor.” I set my backpack down on the floor next to his desk and he just watched me, not saying or doing anything. “What do you want professor? What’s it going to cost me?” Professor curled his lips into a smirk and said, “How dare you, get the hell out of my office.” I took my shirt off and the smirk turned into a frown. “What the hell are you doing? Leave now, or I’m calling security.” I walked to the door and locked it, unbuttoning my pants as I walked back. He picked up the phone and dialed, I unzipped and pushed the pants down. His eyes dropped to my jockstrap and became glued. He froze, mid-dial and put the phone down. The smile turned to a snarl. “You pathetic faggot, you thinking stripping for me will make me change my mind?” I stepped out of my pants and turned around, showing him my ass. “What grade do you expect to get on your midterm, boy?” I turned my head and looked at him, “At least an 80.” Professor cocked his head, “Let’s see. You want 80 points, I think you’re gonna have to work hard to earn that. I’m thinking 5 points a fuck should be some good work for you.” “5? You…yes, Professor. 5 points a fuck.” “Bend over the desk and lift a knee onto it. Show me this cunt of yours that you think is so special.” I assumed the position he ordered and felt a thumb press onto it. “Tight, just like I like it. When was your last fuck boy?” “30 minutes ago, I think.” “You little slut, that’s why you missed your test.” The thumb jammed in my ass and I yelped in pain. “You didn’t show up for class because you were getting fucked?” “Yes, professor.” The thumb was removed and replaced by two fingers, stretching me open and leading to a groan of pain. “Was it your boyfriend? Another guy on the baseball team?” “I…I don’t know who it was.” “You what? How do you not know who fucked you?” A third finger slowly slid in. “It was a, a, gangbang professor. I got fucked by a bunch of guys in the bathroom, only saw two of them.” “You are so fucking slutty. Spreading your ass for anyone?” I looked at the door and said nothing. My head was pulled back, “I asked you a question.” “Yes, professor.” The fingers were ripped from my ass and I felt a small cock head push in. The dick had to be maybe 4, possibly 5 inches long at most, and very small around.” In less then 5 minutes I was putting my pants back on, feeling the professor’s cum leak out a little from my ass. The professor handed me a blank test and said, “Bring this back tomorrow during office hours. We’ll get you your 80 points. Get out.” I turned and walked out

Chatted with a hot cubbie guy with beautiful green eyes on Grindr, met up with him, he's beautiful. Dark furry beard, furry all over, we chatted hit it off and couldn't play at his place because his husband was home, so we drove to a parking lot and had good old car make out session it got hot really quick he took out his cock was oozing precum big time which I licked up. Buried my face in his delicious hot furry crotch and milked him dry. Loved hearing him woof and groan while I was milking him. He came a massive load down my throat. I can still taste it. Cubs are always such beautiful passionate and heavy heavy cummers! He wants to be friends with benefits with me, and are going to meet up again this weekend and get naked this time He wants me inside him next time!

Wednesday Night I made it to the gym and head to the locker room, I needed to change into different shoes, mainly because I hate tracking dirt all over the gym from outside. Went to my locker open it up and staring at me were two water bottles. I know I hadn’t put them there and there was a not attached to one that said “Drink Me”. These ones looked slightly different from the usually ones, they had a tinge of almost dark brown yellow, I figured they must just be a stronger formula. I grabbed one and brought it to my lips. It was warm from being in the locker and tasted a bit acrid but I just chugged it right down and kept going until the bottle was empty. Feel a bit of a flush I head out to the gym floor and over to the free weights. While walking over I noticed Cashier from the porn shop doing cardio on the treadmill, I don’t remember him being part of my gym but I smiled and nodded hello on my way past. He gave a slight nod and a smirk and kept running. The sweat was pouring form his body into his black tank and shorts. Over in the free weight area I started with some light curls and then some flys to working my upper body hard. Seated arms raises and some triceps flex. Did some skull crushers and by that time almost an hour had past. I didn’t see cashier in the cardio area anymore and I was feeling a bit sore. Since the butt plug was still in my ass I know I was going to do any squats. As it was the motions I had been going through and the hard bench had worked the plug in my hole pretty well. A noticeable bulge was sneaking down my shorts. Back in the locker room I decided relaxing stint in the steam room would be a great idea. I went to my locker and took off my clothes and noticed a message on my phone. I checked into my voicemail and heard that voice again, my mind was fuzzy, sweat broke out all over my body, my cock pulsed and dripped precum before the end. “Thank you sir” escaped my lips and I grabbed the other bottle and drained it before wrapping a towel around my waist and making my way to the steam room. Once inside the steam was tick as fuck today, I could barely make out the other side of the room. My bare feet slapped against the wet tiles as I made my way to the back and pulled my towel off to slay it down on the bench. The door to the room opened and I saw a tall shape coming towards me. I smiled when I saw it was the Cashier, his body swollen form his workout. I stood up to greet him and he leaned in, whisper things in my ear I can’t recall, it all came out so fast. He pulled away and I nodded knowing what to do. I turned around and got on my knees and present my plug. His hand roved all over my hairless body, grasping the plug firmly in his hand he started to pull. A moan escaped m lips and I bit my hand trying not to make any noise. Finally the pug came out of my hole with an audible plop noise and a sigh escaped my lips. My hand crept back feeling my hole, what once had been tight now stayed open, gaping as if waiting to be filled. A finger slide around the outside of the hole and a moan escaped my lips. The cashier leaned on my back; I could feel his sweat on me, his caged metal cock pressing against my hole. He whispered in my ear again and my world started to fade. The last clear image was of 6 guys coming out of the steam before everything went black……. Thursday Morning I woke up in my bed slightly disoriented not knowing how I got home last night. All I remember was going into the steam room and seeing the Cashier and then everything got very fuzzy. My hand glided down my smooth body, tweaking my nipples making a moan starting my my chest and emerge from my parted lips. I shifted my body and felt something move. Looking down my hand looked different and I couldn’t figure out why, but it looked very strange. I slowly got up from my bed and gasp and I felt the shift happen in my ass again. Making my way to the bathroom I turned around expecting to see the safety catch for my plug and instead found a loop of rope. Grabbing hold of it I begin to pull with my hand while pushing with my ass muscled. A giant read ball popped out making my cock drip and a sigh issue form my lips. I kept pulling and another popped out, the sensation was incredible. The benwa balls were rubbing across my prostate as each one slid from my stretched hole. I was starting to feel empty again. The 5th ball popped out and still rope was in my ass. I pull slowly and felt something squishy sliding out. And stared in amazement, tied at the end was a condom full of cum. I wasn’t sure how many guy contributed to it but I knew what I had to do. I grabbed the scissors for the bathroom sink, snipped the condom and poured the whole contents into my mouth. Savoring all the loads as then slid down my throat, tasting the different mingled flavors. Something was still weird there was a light string almost like dental floss still attached to the end of the benwa balls. I pulled the string carefully I didn’t even feel it in my gaping hole. Something popped out of my ass and swung from the end of the string. Looking down in horror I realized then why my hand looked odd and different. Attached to the string behind the condom full of who know whose loads, was my wedding ring…….

This is so damn hot and sexy.

Previously... I realised the guys were all looking at me, and cleared my throat. “Hi guys - anyone interested in a line or two of MDMA?” Sven looked over at me and said “Hey lads, the dealer dog is here! Here boy! C’mere boy!” and patted his knee. Oh boy. This was gonna be a tough night. Right so.... The German pulled off of Sven’s pale juicy cock and joined in, “We got our own drug dog”. He looked at me while I approached. “Aber wo ist deinen Schwanz? …where is your tail?” He reached around and grabbed my cock as if checking for the missing dog-tail, and smiled a big toothy smile at me. I learned much later that the German for tail was also a slang word for cock, so this was the height of German humour…. …yeah…. The German was another perfectly muscled specimen – the classic tall, blond, well built, blue-eyed Deutscher – you could definitely tell which side this guy’s great-grandparents were on. There was just so much of him – often muscle guys tend to be on the short side – but not this lad – I’d say he was about 6’5 and mid twenties. His skin was tanned and his hair was a yellow-blond and slicked back. He may have had a hipster man-bun in the bar – I was little vague on that, but here it was loose and swept behind his ears. As I stared back from my mask, the eye contact was intense – his blue eyes were almost unrecognisable from earlier as they were so dilated. Looking into his dark child-like pupils, I hoped I’d be able to drop the mask act soon and disentangle this Teutonic beauty from the two guys sucking on him. I started to daydream about snogging him while having his knees up on my shoulders, running my fingers through his hair, looking down at his accordioned abs while shoving my cock into him, mmm fuck yeah he was delicious… but first I had a job to do. I indicated to the tray as best I could and the German moved a bit further back and tapped Sven’s lap. “Hier Hund, Platz!” “Fuck’s sake” I thought. I was glad people couldn’t see my look of disdain under the Doberman-Pinscher style mask but moved to where the lad indicated. Sitting down as the German raised himself up even further to scope out my goods, I made a stable seat on Sven’s muscled legs, balancing the tray on my lap. I took in the Icelander’s (or was he a Norwegian?) pale skin, pink nipples and proud six-inch cock (currently shoved against my leg) and proffered him the rolled twenty-pound note. He looked me in the eye through the mask (no recognition) and patted my ass, his hand rubbing along where Jay’s mouth was a few minutes ago (seriously why was everyone so into my ass at this party?). I turned a little and I hear Sven gasp “aye… bad puppy!” I realised I might have been pushed up against his cock a bit too tight. Scooting my ass back into his cupping hand, I smirked as I thought of all the times I drunkenly flirted with the white blond hotty. And yet he had no idea who I was right now. His right hand stroked absently at my ass cheeks through the chaps, idly starting to work one finger into my crack. He took the roll and looked over the tray in appreciation of the many, many lines Simon had crushed out upstairs. He one-handedly did two lines and then passed the rolled note to the smiley German, all the while running his finger and now thumb firmer against my ass crack. I opened my legs just a little to give the Nordic god a bit more leeway – my hole was still feeling tingly from Jay’s half-hearted booty bump, and Sven’s thumb felt so good as it connected with my pucker. Nice. The coke was making me love his rough assplay whereas usually at this point if I were sober, I’d be getting uncomfortable about now and so turning roles with whomever I was with. I ground against his digits, and then stopped as the tray shook a bit too much. “Hund sitz! Ruhe!” I took this to mean “be still” and looked over to the German who was gazing down at the lines. He was holding the rolled-up note in one hand and using the other hand to push down on the head of the wavy-blond haired big cocked guy who was giving him head. I still couldn’t make out his face. Sven piped up behind me, “Andreas, shut up and snort your drugs. You’re gonna like this” and he leaned back in pleasure, as the effects started to kick in. Andreas turned to me and asked “this is not coke no? Cause I get the… how do you say – Durchfall?” He made some motions toward his ass (which was still being rimmed by Kurk Motherfucking McCaimble!) and I figured out what he meant. “No it’s not coke, it’s MDMA. It usually has the opposite effect on you – it’ll be a day before you can shit again” Andreas seemed satisfied and scooted down over the tray. I looked over the line of Andreas’ ass cheeks to see Kurk really getting stuck into the German’s ass. My journalistic side let out a quiet sigh – Northern Irish celebrity scandal happening right in front of my nose (well – snout at least) and I couldn’t tell anyone. This was the angle we all wanted to know, that Kurk McCaimble liked boys as well! Y’see Kurk wasn’t just a young pretty 23 year old from Ballymena, he was/is our Monica Lewinsky. This hapless kid (well what I could see over Andreas’ ass cheeks) was a son of a friend to the family of the Robinsons – Mr and Mrs Robinson were the power couple of major right-wing conservative evangelist politicians who headed up the more extreme DUP – which sadly had a lot of voters here. His father (the friend) had died about three years back and so he took to spending a lot of time with Iris – the wife of the first minister Peter and an MP in her own right. She (a fifty-five year old) took him under her wing, helped him start up a café with some dodgy developer money and then seemingly one thing lead to another and they started sleeping together. Which was wrong on quite a few levels – I mean, I’ve no problem with age-gaps, but she knew him since he was a baby, and she was always on air preaching fire and brimstone against anyone who defied her strict interpretation of the bible – Gays and women who had abortions were particular targets for her. She likened homosexuality to paedophilia on more than one occasion, and made some vile comments that were really more at home in some southern US state than in Western Europe. I mean I know we’ve problems in Northern Ireland but it’s not like anyone’s picketing funerals here. She was even investigated as to whether she was inciting hate-crimes at one point. Vile fucking trollop. So it made it all the more delicious when the developers started looking for their money back, and then through a tip-off and a BBC investigation the whole story came pouring out. Fucking beautiful! Well of course I had a field day with it. Everyone did. You couldn’t write enough column inches as more and more lurid details of the scandal came out. It was world news! He’d been trying to break it off with her for a while before she started demanding the money back off him. I broke a story that he’d eventually lied and said he had testicular cancer to get her to leave him alone. She’d illegally not declared a conflict of interest at the council meetings where his café plans were approved. She had to resign and was under police investigation for her multiple crimes. She told her family over Christmas and then tried to overdose on pills, although we weren’t sure if it was pills or cutting herself. She went off to an asylum to recover. Her husband had to say he hadn’t a clue what she was doing and eventually stepped down himself because of it all. You couldn’t make this shit up! The Simon and Garfunkel song “Here’s to you Mrs Robinson” got heavy airplay all that year. Kurk himself ran off to Australia for a while till things cooled down. I hadn’t heard he was back. I remember writing another article tallying up all the offers he had gotten from gay magazines to pose for them and to really stick it to the homophobic crone, but he never took them up on it. I admit I was gutted he didn’t, cause with his dark hair, pale skin, watery blue eyes and full red lips, he was a real stunner. The more lyrical journalists likened him to Naoise – a famous Irish mythical hero and a male Snow White if you will. But now my patience was finally rewarded, as he leaned back from Andreas’ ass and I saw his slim 23 year old body, like mine in that his shoulders and smooth pecs weren’t so fully developed, but everything was tight and he had a lovely six pack leading to a treasure trail and a deep dark thatch of pubes. That was as far as I could see before Andreas pulled back up rubbing his nose. “Vun line” he announced and dove down for his second. Sven was circling his thumb deeper and firmer around my pucker. It took all my control to sit still while the German snorted his second line. Sven licked his fingers behind me and restarted his assault on my hole, trying to work a finger in. I shuddered as he got one knuckle deep. His stubbly chin was by my leather covered ear, and I heard him saying “you like that dog-boy?” as he pushed in to the second knuckle. Man this was getting me hard! Of course with the caverject, this meant that in less that 20 seconds I was butting my cock over the tray and into Andreas’s shoulder. Andreas turned to look at my cock and looked up at me. “Mmm böse Hund! Dein Schwanz ist gro­ßartig!” he said and reached over for my cock, engulfing about 6 inches in one go. The heat, the warm, wet “rightness”, Sven’s fingers, the MDMA heightened pleasure, it was all so fucking intense! I buckled, and the tray nearly went flying off my lap. Quickly the German snatched the tray up with one hand and arched his back delivering the tray to Kurk behind him, while showing his amazing muscles (was that an eight–pack? And fuck - look at those cum-gutters!) and all the while holding the head of his cocksucker firmly in place. This guy was a pro! Kurk took the tray and twenty pound note, and immediately started to snort his fill. Fuck – so many front-page articles! If I could even get a hint of this out, I could finally get a decent office and not have to share with the racing columnist and resident alcoholic Aenghus with the smelly feet and his constant racing theories… Moving back to me, the German started to bend down over my cock again and his wet mouth pushed further down to take in nearly all of my 9.5/10 inches. I closed my eyes, and listened to the thumping of my sped-up heartbeat. Sound was a bit muffled from outside but I could hear Sven beside me say “Oh yeah, suck that cock Andy!” as his hands pulled from my ass and started to run up my back and around to my stomach, then running up under the harness to start working my nipples. Another set of hands – the German’s? – was running up and down my leather covered legs, hooking under my knees, bringing my legs up and spreading me further apart on the couch as he engulfed my shaft. A third set of hands (?) started to cup my balls and expose my taint, pulling my hips forward for frontal access to my hole through my chaps. I was shoved back against Sven, who was currently kissing the back of my neck, just under where the mask began. The smell of Salmiakki on Sven’s breath reminded me of Simon and our earlier fuck-session. That with the feelings of Sven’s and Andreas’ mouths on me, three sets of hands rubbing and pushing me into a passive position, the grunts from Andreas and dirty mutterings from Sven, a lot of shifting of weight on the couch – it was all a sensory overload. I felt that if I opened my eyes I’d be sick from the overstimulation, and kept them squeezed shut. Schlopp! The German pulled his mouth off of me with a smacking noise and a contented sigh and I felt my cock immediately shoved to my right and another mouth taking over. Oh shit! Oh Fuhhhuuuukkkk! This cocksucker really knew what he was doing. The perfect combination of tightness and tongue-play! I could guess that this must have been the cocksucker Andreas had been holding onto for so long. Now I knew why. That must be the third pair of hands too. Hands that were right now cupping my balls and reaching up to my pucker. Connecting a finger with my tingling wet pink hole. I opened up a little more as one of these spit-lubed digits easily slipped in. Shit! It must have been because of the booty bump from earlier but I was loving this ass attention! Meanwhile Sven was tweaking my left nipple with one hand and with his right he was shoving his fingers past one of the four detachable buttons on the dog snout – the snout would come off if all four were detached. He shoved his fingers expertly in to find my mouth. Sticking his index and middle finger in my mouth he started grinding his chubbed-up boner against my hip, Saying “I’m gonna fuck you ya little bitch”. I heard the snap as the other lower button for the snout was detached. The snout was movable now and I opened my eyes in alarm as I was being exposed after Simon strictly told me not to be. Right in front of me was an expanse of white skin stretched taut over a six-pack, dark pubes leading to dripping hard hooded eight inch cock. Kurk McCaimble was standing over me and Sven. He pushed the snout to the side and fed me his cock.

I took my first Big Black Cock this week. I was super horny this week. I'm always horny but this was a whole level about my normal steady-state. I remembered this guy I blew once. Black married with a huge 10" cock of shiny black steel. I actually had a hard time going down on him as I recall. Not because of the length (my record was a true full 12" cock) but the girth on this thing was amazing. Took every ounce of patience (finding my happy place) to throat his cock. Any, in my frenzied state I thought of him because he had wanted to fuck me on our first meeting but I couldn't relax enough to take his dick. Did a search through my phone and found his number and texted him. Within 10 minutes he had texted me back and made plans to meet. Waiting for him to arrive I worked my ass with a toy and lots of lube. I wanted to make sure that I had a chance to physically be able to take his cock without being ripped apart. 30 minutes later he's at my door. His pants around his ankles by the time he's in my living room and he's fucking my face with his cock. I get him hard and he starts playing with my ass. He now knows I'm lubed and ready. He stands up and I look up into his eyes as he fucks my throat. Suddenly he pulls out and spins me around and pushes my head down so my ass is at the perfect angle and he sinks his thick black cock into my asshole. I flinch as he slides into me be he doesn't care or stop. He bottoms out in my asshole grunts and starts fucking me for real. Pounds me with his raw black dick for 10 minutes or so then he pulls out and spins me around again and makes me suck his cock. More like fucks my head for a few seconds and then he flips me around again and buries his black monster back in my asshole. 3 long hard strokes in my cunt and he unloads in my guts. Grunting like a wild man. Sounds like he spits his words at me "take it you fucking bitch take my cum." He pulls out wipes his cock on my lips and says he's got to get home. Pulls up his pants (still around his ankles) and leaves me in on all fours in the middle of the living room. I stayed that way for a few minutes playing with my gaping hole. Licking my fingers and tasting his cum. My itch was scratched.

UPDATE... A buddy (Jerry) heard about my trip and is joining me for the LA to Albuquerque portion. We have a guy joining us at San Bernardino...he will be with us until Barstow. Another will be joining us from Needles to Winslow and a third from Gallup to Albuquerque. The best things about playin' on a train...the bathroom is in the room...there is always hot water...and lots of clean towels! Holler if you want to join me in Albuquerque after 4 PM September 4 until Noon September 5...or on the trip from Albuquerque back to LA.

I made my way back upstairs, wet between my buttocks, as the cum dripped out of me. On the top floor there is a water sports room with a bed, a fuck bench in the middle of the room and a big, walk-in wet area for piss fun. Entering the room, I found the usual trolls and piss addicts lurking in the shadows so I made my way to the wet area and sat down on the cold, damp tiles and waited. Before long, several of the ghouls moved in on me, eager to degrade me as I sat patiently looking up at them. Two men stepped in and stood over me, each holding his cock towards my face. There was a pause, a moment of quiet anticipation, and then streams of piss arced out and over my body, gushing down my belly and over my cock, which stiffened in response to the warmth of the piss. I couldn't resist, and leaned forward to gulp some down as it splashed over my face. Finally, they finished and left me drenched in urine and hard as a rock. I stood and stepped into the room. Several guys were wanking and looking at a chubby old man who lay face down over the fuck bench. He was holding his fat cheeks apart and I could see his brown hole was glistening with lube. I stepped up behind him and probed his hole with my cock. He gasped and pulled himself open, inviting my piss-drenched cock to fuck him. Sliding into his slack, old hole I set a steady thrust pattern, enjoying his slack bottom against my belly. The trolls moved in, eagerly feeling under my arse for my cock going into the old man. Someone pulled my head round and kissed me with a probing tongue as other hands guided my bottom back and forth encouraging me to breed the old slut. I couldn't last long, and started to shake as the cum rising in my balls. The man kissing me sensed my urgency and clamped his mouth on mine as I shuddered and shot a heavy load into the eager bottom, thrusting and thrusting until my balls were empty. The man who had been kissing me stopped, and assisted me in standing, smiling as he watched my slime-covered cock pop out of the now dripping arsehole of the bottom. I was absolutely exhausted, and found myself both grateful and helpless as the man led me to a mattress, pushed me face down, and mounted me. Bodies flanked us, urging him on as he fucked my hole, the mattress damp wet with the smell of piss, sweat and cum. I shuddered in ecstasy.....

i would gladly spot his form while he get his reps on the squat rack. sitting fully down and wrapping his hole around my cock in full view of the entire gym. passed around to the clientele and staff, he meets mike and tom with an overflowing load of seed seeping into his slacks... tag, you're it.

Part 5 ............................... “Ladies and Gentleman. I think we can all agree, that was fucking awesome and clearly the boys are very happy to have received such rave reviews from you” He said grinning as he looked at the four cum and piss covered boys lying kissing each other and licking up the residue off each other and around them. “You’ll be pleased to know that our young sluts here aren’t finished yet and they will now be strapped to the fuck tables and will all be happy to receive more deposits, although we’d especially like those of you who are positive…. and we know who you are” he grinned at the grinning crowd before him, “To step up and make sure Chris, Sam and Ben’s conversion is thorough” to cheers and wild applause. All four boys looked up at the mention of their names and when realising they were to be abused by the crowd looked around with some apprehension. As the four boys were led to the sturdy tables around the edge of the room they were bent over and secured in position to receive their abuse; Julian continued to address the crowd. “Now we have a special treat for you all. My very good friends Donald Campbell, CEO of BoyToys and his investment partner Jason Anders are very happy to put on a little show of their own,” he said, pausing for the short round of applause. “Both Don and Jason are HIV positive and right now, dangerously so," he explained, smiling broadly at the wave of knowing laughter that returned to him. “Also here this evening is Jason’s nephew, Ethan, who just over a week ago came out to Jason and asked that he breed him." There was much chatter at this point. “Ethan has taken many positive loads from all of us this week,” he continued, “but tonight Jason and Ethan will fuck for your pleasure as his conversion continues.” Further applause followed as Ethan and I walked forward completely naked. “And finally our friend Don, please come forward,” Julian asked. Don walked through the crowd, also stunningly naked and into the spot lights near the bed and stood by Julian to enthusiastic applause, “Also here this evening is Don’s son, Jermaine, who recently found out he was HIV positive. Jermaine please come forward,” Julian asked. Jermaine also walked forward and into the light and stood on the other side of Julian looking slightly confused, but stunning in the lights glare. “Jermaine, your father has something he’d like to say to you,” Julian explained, leaving the father and son alone in the center of attention. The room fell totally silent as Don’s deep gravelly voice boomed, “Jermaine” he started, “I know you were confused and unhappy that night,” he started, looking at his son who stared back. “I’m sorry I pushed you..." stumbling a bit on his words, “I’m sorry you think I pushed you away” he said, correcting himself. Jermaine continued to stare at his father. “Jermaine I know I’m positive and I’m not one to judge but I was disappointed you were diagnosed positive so young. I’m sorry, I should have been there for you, son. I love you so much,” he finally managed to say, but his voice broke in the process. Jermaine continued to stare at his father before tears started to well and he stepped forward to embrace his father. The room immediately applauded and it was like a weight lifted. As Don embraced his son, Ethan wrapped his arm around me to hug me too. Don held his son and turning to face him he held his head in his huge hands and then they were kissing, long and passionately. “Oh fuck” Ethan whispered to me, “that’s so hot.” I mentally agreed, and apparently the audience also did, as every where I could see cocks began to swell anew. Don and Jermaine’s kiss intensified as they now openly explored each other's body. Not to be left out, Ethan and I were also kissing now, and I had latched onto on my nephew's beautifully succulent buttocks, which I caressed lustfully. I lifted him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist as we continued to kiss hard. After a long embrace, Jermaine dropped to his knees and, holding his father’s enormous erection, began to suck on the cock that had created him. It was quite a sight and clearly the audience was very much enjoying the incest scene unfolding before them. I’d now lifted Ethan backwards onto the still piss-covered bed and throwing him back, his cunt was exposed and so I knelt down to stick my tongue deep inside him. Ethan lay back, moaning as I invaded his hole. Jermaine was now doing a very good job sucking on Don as I knew only too well how hard it was to take him down my throat. Don held his son’s head and began to face fuck him, pushing deeper into his mouth each time and not actually caring as his son gagged. I loved that aspect of Don: once he was in the zone he was like a total fuck machine and clearly didn’t even care if it was his son he was damaging. I now had three fingers inside Ethan’s cunt, finger-fucking him and sucking hard on his cock while biting down on his balls intermittently. Ethan continuously squirmed, even as he pushed down on my head and asking for more, like the dirty cunt he was. The bed suddenly bounced as I realised Don’s huge frame had fallen backwards on to it with his son still clamped to his father’s monster cock. It wasn’t long though before he pulled Jermaine up to him with his massive arms and they continued to kiss again, all the time Don worked his fingers into his son. My cock was now leaking copious amounts of precum and I needed to fuck my nephew, so pulling up, I aimed my dick at his well lubed, stretched cunt and rammed straight in. Ethan actually screamed and the audience applauded as I started fucking him hard without letting him catch breath, but Ethan the consummate slut, settled quickly and was moaning in pleasure loudly, causing Don and Jermaine to take in the scene. Now it was their turn to be not outdone and Don lifted his not-in-considerably-well-built son up with ease and negotiated his cock to the entrance of his boy’s cunt. Jermaine lifted himself up and holding his Dad’s cock, lowered himself down on to it slowly, but Don couldn’t wait and once he’d split his sphincter with the head of his monster cock he forced upwards, ramming his huge girth deep into his son’s guts. Now it was Jermaine’s turn to scream and to another round of applause. Both boys were now impaled on cocks and were being fucked hard and after some considerable discomfort for Jermaine he settled quickly too. Don was pile-driving him and already their bodies were pouring with sweat. Mean while I pinched down on Ethan’s nipples making them red raw as I fucked hard and deep. It also seemed as if Don and I were competing to see which of us could inflict the most pain on our kin. After ten minutes or so, I pulled out of Ethan and grabbed him, turning him over on to his front and pulling him towards me, pushing my cock in and fucking him again. I also noticed the crowd were so turned on now that there were guys not only wanking but others had moved off to the four restrained boys strapped to the fuck tables and all four had small queues of guys taking it in turns to rape them, although Ben seemed to have the longest queue. Don withdrew from Jermaine, throwing him onto the bed, and then rising to his feet, he pulled his son towards him. Jermaine’s own substantial erection clearly showed how much he was enjoying be raped by his father. When Don was aligned, he once more forced himself inside his son, fucking him missionary. Jermaine spread his legs high and wide to allow good access. Jermaine and Ethan were on opposite sides of the bed but their heads were level and so started kissing while Don and I fucked them. The audience was clearly enjoying the scene of debauchery, as groans and grunts abounded, and every so often a few sprays of cum spurted on one or another of us as an audience member dumped his load on us. I guess it was testament to our staying power but I wasn’t ready yet and my experience of Don meant I knew he wouldn’t be either. The atmosphere was such a turn on and I began to revel in the heat of the spotlights while bodies emerged into the light to jack off on us and then retreat back into the darkness. Jermaine had been wanking his cock and soon we heard the tell-tale sounds of orgasm as he began to ejaculate amidst loud grunts and heavy breathing. His father also was now literally dripping sweat was equally close, and not to be out done, my balls were also beginning to tingle so I knew I was getting close. Looking up I caught Don’s eye and silently mouthed, “in his mouth.” Don understood, and gave me a quick smile and nod in agreement. Feeling my orgasm building I pulled out and forced Ethan round pushing him on to his back so his head was now directly under my cock. He eagerly opened his mouth while I beat off the last few strokes. Don also pulled out and forced his kid round so Jermaine’s open mouth was directly underneath his Father’s cock. Don and I came within moments of each other, depositing our loads or in the case of Don, oceans of cum into the open and willing mouths of our boys. Applause broke out around us as the boys played with their food on their lips. “Share with Ethan” Don commanded of his son, through heavy breathing. He didn’t need asking twice and both boys were in each-other’s arms in moments kissing and sharing the cum between them while Don and I watched proudly. I put my arm around Don's shoulder and we could hear grunting and groaning in four directions as the other boys continued being bred by cock after cock but looking down at my dirty nephew and Don’s equally slutty son, tonight had been much more than good. It had been fucking amazing. To be continued............................

Personally I prefer loose sloppy holes. I enjoy them having cuntlips and able to take my fist almost instantly. I get off too quickly when a guy is tight and that isn't fun for me (well sometimes it is). So I say - giant toys, lots of fists, and loose holes.

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.

Im a top but that doesn't mean Im not fascinated/horned up by other beautiful tasteful looking dicks besides my own. Im gay, so besides being a top and having an obsession for asses, I love the male body as a whole as well, obviously

had sex with a junkie under a bridge where other junkies where getting hi, in exchange to give him money for his dose. had sex with a junkie under a bridge where other junkies where getting hi, in exchange to give him money for his dose.

i had a top that always bred me in his kids rooms. He would take it in turns between being in his sons and daughters room.

Married ( to a woman) bottom guy here and getting bred in our marital bed is VERY hot. She has no clue I like men and for me to put my ass up for a breeding top in the same bed I fuck her in gets me going big time. Same pillows, sheets and lube and so hot when I have a lovers load in my ass and I'm doing her, trying not to leak. I also love that I can take bigger cocks than she can!

Igor - best top ever. Wonder why porn studios couldn't see that and hired him for their movies when he was still available. I think he's not doing porn anymore.

I so appreciate a guy who just wants to rim and fuck an arse as soon as he possibly can. No build up just spreads it and takes what he wants, perfect.

A well shaped male butt is proof that man was made in the image and likeness of god! I luv to eat and tongue a hot man's ass for a really. Long time before fucking him...and after. Then kissing and caressing his cheeks will make me hard again for more. Smooth or hairy it's all good if it has a nice shape.

I fucked hot hot hot Kevin Kramer some years ago when he was a porn star. Beautiful ass, perfect shaved hole. We used a condom-- before he had his brief bareback career. Great kisser, great cocksucker, ravenous hungry bottom. He shot his load riding my big dick without even touching his own rod.

First time was my best friend from middle/high school. I spent as many Saturday nights at his house as my own from the time we became friends around 5th grade to senior year of high school. Around the seventh grade I got curious and started encouraging him to play truth or dare and then dare him to streak or go commando or anything where I could see his cock. He began doing the same, daring me to do things that required me to flash him my dick. After awhile I wanted more, especially once I discovered the internet and began looking up pictures of penises and naked men. It started innocently with me waiting for him to fall asleep, then sliding under his blanket and fondling his package, my heart racing the entire time. Each night I got bolder continuing until he'd begin to stir. Eventually I managed to free it from his boxers and stroke it a little. One night when I was too tired to try, I just laid down to sleep, and soon he was nudging me while pretending to be asleep, obviously wanting me to do more. Once I knew he was okay with me playing with him I stopped worrying about waking him, since he was pretending all along, and just went for it. I sucked him off that night and soon I was doing more including putting my dick in his 'sleeping' mouth and jerking off on him. At this same time I discovered the chat rooms on gay.com and aol, and began talking to older men about what I wanted to try. I even managed to sneak out a few nights and meet a few to jack off in their cars and let them suck me off. We always played in their vehicles since I was too young to drive and too nervous to let them take me too far from my house. A few of them tried to convince me to fuck them or let them top me, but I thought that sounded nasty since it was where poop came out. One guy managed to convince me to let him rim me while I jerked off, and he slid his finger into my ass just as I came. The sensation was so intense I tried it on my own when I jerked from then on. Within a few months I was using my entire finger and sometimes a magic marker. About that same time I decided to investigate my buddy's butt, but I found that he didn't clean up well enough. I whispered to my 'sleeping' friend that he needed to shower next time I came over and instead sucked him off while straddling his face. He didn't seem interested in my ass until I fingered my hole and shot a huge cum load all over him. The next time I came over he showered before we went to 'sleep' and wore a pair of his Dad's boxers that were loose enough to slide down and off his legs without 'waking' him. For a few months we exchanged fingers in one another's holes while sucking and I always shot my load while grinding my butt on his lips and chin. It caught me totally off guard when he started tonguing me one night, and then reached up and spread my cheeks and chowed down. I came really hard that night and when I sucked him off he held my head down on his cock and shot in my throat which he'd never done before, making me swallow his jizz. His eyes stayed shut the entire time and he made it very clear we could only play as long as we both continued to keep up the charade that he was asleep. After that he seemed to want me to play with his hole only when I was sucking his dick and never let me finger him like I had before. He'd groan when I'd rim him, and I'd try to do it as well as he did it to me, but he stopped me from putting in any more than one knuckle by rolling over or clenching his thighs around my cheeks. His ass-eating got more aggressive too and pretty soon he was inserting his tongue as deeply as he could before working in two and even three fingers once. When I tired to pull away, he grabbed my dick and jerked me until I shot all over his smooth chest. Needing an explanation I sought advice from some men online, and one man in particular who'd been coming over to my house about once a week and blowing and fingering me in his car down the hill by the playground. He'd been desperate to fuck my virgin ass but while I was no longer grossed out by it, the idea scarred me too much. He explained that my friend was probably dreaming about eating pussy and wanted to fuck me. When I told him that I was 99% sure my buddy was actually awake, he insisted I let him come over and suck me off, but I declined. Instead he convinced me to try rubbing my friend's dick between my cheeks against my hole to see if he wanted to do more than just oral and finger play. The next weekend I was there, I made sure to grab some lotion from his bathroom (which is what I used at home to finger my ass) and some paper towels to clean up with if necessary. Our usual fore play ensued, but I was sure to use a lot of lotion between my cheeks so once I straddled his lap I wouldn't have a reason to get up. As soon as I pulled away from his cock, he moaned as if to say "Wait, where are you going? We're not done." I wondered if he might drop the act in desperation to get off. When he just kept moaning and making his dick jump and dance at me, I realized he'd never admit to being awake, and decided to try straddling him. Once my leg was over his other side, I lowered my butt until his hard-on was caught between my cheeks. This made him very happy and he thrust up to meet my buns. Within minutes we both shot gigantic loads, mine across his chest and face, his between my asscheeks and against my ballsack. Two weeks later I'd been dreaming of the last session while chatting with random men, and discovered that one of my former teachers was one of the men I was talking with. He had no idea it was me, but even so I avoided him for says until working up the courage to talk more without revealing that I knew him. I pretended to be older than I was so he wouldn't run away and we had long discussions about what we liked to do. He always told me stories about the young men he fucked and when I told him I had never tried it, he lost interest in me, explaining that virgins didn't interest him. Even when I told him he could take my virginity (which I had no plans on actually doing) he still said no, informing me that he had a pretty big dick and needed a bottom who could take the whole thing. He ended our final chat with a sentence that made me sure of what I had to do, saying "Sorry bud, but if you want to play with real men, it's time to get fucked." That weekend we repeated the night from two weeks earlier only this time I followed the instructions I'd gotten from a website, and held his hard dick up straight until I felt it make contact with my lotion-coated butthole. According to every account I found, it was going to be tough getting it in at first, but once I got used to it, I'd be ready to ride until my buddy was done. No one told me I should have removed my socks or been sure to have a hood footing before trying to sit on his cock, because the combination caused me to lose balance right as his cock head forced its way inside me, with the result my friend's thrusts knocked me entirely off balance, causing my feet to slide out, and my ass to slide down on his dick until he was balls-deep inside my ass. I held back a scream and saw stars from the pain, but I didn't have time to hop off or find a place to push with my feet and hands to rise up before his hands grabbed my hips and began slamming up again and again. It felt like an eternity, but we were both teenage boys so it probably only lasted for a minute or two before, to my horror, my friend filled me with his sperm. After he was done shooting, I finally managed to get my legs under me, sprang off his lap and dashed out of the room, down the hall, tiptoed past his sister's and parent's bedroom, and locked myself in the bathroom. My hole was still on fire as I examined myself to prove what I had convinced myself was true: he'd torn my ass from end to end, and my hole was sticky and sore, and I needed to poop. Once I'd expelled his load from my butt, I was still in shock but glad that no damage had been done and I returned to the room where he was now rolled away from the door, his boxers pulled back up. Angry, I crossed the room to him, pulled the boxers down as far as I could and began squirting lotion on his ass. Whether he was actually asleep or just resigned to the idea that I'd be doing him in return, I don't know, but I managed to get my dick hard and awkwardly mount him, pushing my head into his hole as roughly as I could, just to see how he liked it. You should know that he was six inches taller than I was, having hit puberty first and grown much faster. The same was true of his dick, which was easily over seven inches the last time we'd measured during truth or dare, and now might even have been as much as eight or slightly bigger. Mine, however, was just starting to get bigger and was only five inches, maybe ever smaller since I usually exaggerated when we'd measure. Combine that with trying to get it between his rather large butt cheeks and the awkward angle and I only managed to get an inch or so inside him and thrust three times before I began to shoot my own load. I couldn't even keep it inside as I shot, so most of it ended up on his hole and cheeks by the time I collapsed against his sweaty back. After that it was obvious he wanted to try again, always playing with my butt as much as I'd allow or even trying to maneuver us into a position where he could get his cock against my ass, but I had decided after the pain I felt that first time that I wasn't meant to be plowed. Once it was clear I wasn't interested, we went back to sucking, rimming and fingering until I left for college. Just in case I was wrong, I tried anal play twice more in the next few years, but both guys were too rough and I was too insecure to tell them how much I was hating it, so I decided I must be all top. I didn't get fucked again until I was in college and even then I didn't learn to enjoy it until I was almost 23.

My hard thick wet cock was slipping in and out of his hole like a soft velvet glove over my shaft. It gripped my cock with strong muscled cheeks but opened happily to take the full length and girth massaging my rod covered with special lube and toxic cum. I watched as muscle boy leo arched his back up then curved it down, his face pressed against the bed In high hog heaven groaning in rhythmic gasps as his back and hips moved repeating his catch phrase of the night. “fuckme, fuckme, fuckme” I ran my hands over his wet sweaty smooth ass spread wide but tight for my cock watching it flex as I ran my greasy hands up the small of his back and I followed the curves of his hard muscles up the stud’s back leaning over him, and I began massaging his shoulders right as I began laying my pipe deep inside grinding my balls over his ass forcing him to put his chin to the bed looking forward mouth wide in a silent breathy moan, “ oooooooooofuck” This was heaven. I pulled out and flipped him over running my hands all over his hard body, muscle that had been built from years of training and dedication and I decided all his years of building his slim small frame to this muscled V-shaped ripped stud was in preparation for this moment. For this night. He built himself up to look this amazing so when I broke him, he’d be that much more beautiful broken and lost on my dick moaning for me. He gripped his legs behind his knees pulling them back. Leo’s eyes were glazed but hungry still high and horny and hard. My dick pressed against his hole and as I began to sink in his head fell back rested on the headboard and I dove on his neck licking biting and sucking down to his traps and flicking his nipples all the while slipping myself and in and out of him. I could feel his pulse wrapped around my dick. His breathing was making his ass walls shake as he inhaled quivering and I sunk myself backinto him again and again lost with his hands on my back. As the fuck fest continued though, my high was dropping and I knew what I wanted more than anything now was to push this muscle boy’s limits even further. Filling him up with my toxic juice was just the beginning. I licked his thick neck and lips as I pulled out of him. He made a low sound which part whine part growl as I climbed off the bed. His hands reached for his hole feeling it stretched and wet and raw. Cum began to drip out as the lil cum dump had probably never figured out how to hold it in without a cock pushing it back into him. Leaning over him from the bedside I kissed him deep and he made the whining growl again, “fuck me” he said. “You want more cock baby?” His eyes shut as if the word cock pushed him into a fuck dream, and he nodded hard. “I’m gonna get you some nice big cock, “ As I reached between his legs palming his blinking cum hole. Making him touch himself and shudder, “ and we’re gonna fuck you up really good baby fill you up with cum.” He whined and shook his ass over on my hand nodding. I went to the closet and pulled out a small orange buttplug. Reaching between his legs again I shoved it at his hole which stretched going over the thicked part till the stopper parked over his hole holding the remaining jizz in him, and he wiggled and moaned feeling the stopper against his ass with his hands in amazement squeezing the plug. I could only hope his strong glutes didn’t completely destroy the thing. I got my phone, dialed a number and hung my dick near leo’s face which he immediately took into his mouth moaning thankful. Jamal answered. “Where you at boss” “Busy, how are things” “Full swing here good turn out” which I could already tell from the background noise. “Are Tall and Sam there?” “Yeah there around,” I couldn’t help but smile looking at Leo suckling on my cock and my mind racing. I gave Jamal instructions to pass to Tall and Sam and hung up. I moved Leo’s head to the side of the bed so it hung off, and started feeding him my cock and rubbing it all over his face while running my hands over his body greased with sweat some lube and evidence of fucking. Tall and Sam were good friends of mine. Two married guys who found they liked to get high and fuck around. Tall was, well he was 6’5 and a ginger in his mid 30s. He was a swat officer and was nicely thick all around not nearly as ripped as me or leo but very muscular, and if that wasn’t hot enough, he swung a thick 9.5 inch dick that made him a sex god. Sam was Latino, shorter at 5’6 was a lot more wolf-like than myself or Tall, but his 8.5 was as thick as me and what he lacked in muscles and tone he made up with sheer force, masculine attitude and beast like bed manner. He was a construction worker 4 kids, 3 of whom were with different families and when he and Tall met each other 3 years ago at one of my parties, they put one boy in a hospital with a serious ass tearing. I suddenly heard gurgling and pushing back, which is when I realized I was choking leo, and I quickly pulled off and he heaved water spit all over himself before collapsing completely red n blue trying to breath. I gave him a few minutes to catch his breath while I unlocked the door and left a note on the handle with Tall and Sam’s name which said its open come in. When I got back, Leo had pushed out the butt plug and was obviously just about to start a small freak out. He looked at me and tried to say something but I quickly mounted him face first pushing my tongue down his throat and forcing my cock into his hole fucking him to keep him quiet. Well quiet in some senses anyway. He seemed resigned to let me work on him a little more enjoying the anal pleasure. I fucked him slowly letting his hole get use to opening again. I licked his hard nipples and slowly deep dicked him again and again till after what seemed like an eternity I heard two laughing voices and in the mirror saw Tall and Sam walk through the bed room door. They fell silent when they walked in. They like I had before were taking in the view of Leo for the first time and when they finally found their voices they only said in unison, “Fuck…” As they began to disrobe Leo’s eyes were wide, he was nervous still high and unsure of everything. But before he could voice any concerns, there was Tall kneeling over him with his giant fuck stick. Leo looked at me, then at the fuck stick then at Tall, and Tall just smiled one of his country man southern comfort smiles. “Come on son. “ Leo smiled and took Tall into his mouth. I turned around and saw Sam holding a little bag of goodies from the party. I leaned over Leo as he sucked Tall and whispered in his ear, I’ll be right back, Tall will take good care of you. I pulled out and Leo was breathing hard as Tall climbed between his legs. “Goddamn boy.” Was all I heard Tall say before I heard Leo scream. I turned back from taking the baggie from Sam to watch Tall push hard balls deep into Leo. He pulled out and then dived back in again making Leo scream a second time. And so the fun began. I grabbed the baggie and walked to the restroom humming to the beat of Leo screaming. “AHHH…AHHHHH…AHHHHH. ..AHHHH…AHHHH..AHHHH” It was steady and constant in time with the sounds of balls slapping ass. When I walked back in, Tall was on his knees lifting leo’s muscular legs by the hips on to hip letting him twist to try and run only to pull him back down on his massively big cock. I took out a bottle of poppers and got right behind Leo tilting his head up. Tall took a moment to stop the movement as the bottle was put right under Leo’s nostril. “Breath” I whispered while pushing the bottle up on him. He sniffed deeply. Then a second time in threw the other nostril. “ohhhhhhhhhhh” He breathed out after a moment. I looked at Tall and we both smiled. He placed Leo’s ankles on his shoulders leaned over him and began his real fucking. Music to me ears: “OH GOD OH GOAWD OFUCKGODMEFUCK.” “Fuck Yea” “OHGOAWD” “FUCKING LOVE THAT PUSSY” “FUUUUUUUCCCKKKKKKKKKKK” “YYYYYYYYEEAAAAHHH!!” Sam walked over to me stroking his thick cock. “Damn…where the fuck did u find this guy” I just smiled and shrugged and pulled on his dick. He walked up to Tall and tapped him on the shoulder making Tall pause and look over already starting to break a sweat. “Sorry” He smiled “ I got a little excited” Leo was opening the bottle of poppers and taking a big hit while Sam was already tapping his ass asking him to flip on his stomach. I winked at Sam as he took a fresh mix of lube Id made from what he brought from the party. He applied it to three of his thick digits and shoved them hard into Leo’s butt. Leo cried out from the assault and quickly took more poppers hard and deep. “That’s right boy” Sam edged while he added more laced lube into Leo’s butthole. “You take big fucking hits of those poppers, if you know what’s good for you. “ Both Tall and I sat back, we loved to watch same work. Leo was laying on his stomach as Sam started to shove his thick dick into him. Leo moaned/screamed as the girth pressed his ass open again. “YYYYYYEEEEEEAHHHHHHHH!!!!” Sam exclaimed as he finally hit balls deep, and then began to really fuck. Beastly fuck. He slammed his cock into Leo hard. The bed was moving forward and back with each thrust. He grabbed Leo’s hair and pulled hit back forcing his back to arch and fucked into him, and he was relentless. When Leo tried to get up and move from the on slaught, as all the boys eventually try to do when Sam really get’s going, Sam just grabbed the sides of Leo’s hips and started fucking him like a dog smashing him again and again hard and ass slapping roughly sweaty greasy till finally Leo started coughing/screaming and then, “I’M CUMMMINNNGGGGGG!” Leo sprayed the sheets and himself with cum. Sam pulled out as Leo fell over to his side. Cum literally fucked out of him, heaving and gasping for air. He looked beautiful. I climbed back on him and continued fucking him. Then Tall. Then Sam. Then Me. We fucked and fucked and fucked, and then, Leo’s hole was so open we were ready to take it to the next level. Leo was riding on top Tall reverse cowgirl style when I climbed between his legs, and positioned my cock right up against his hole already filled with tall. It was so lubed up with cum and etcetera, but even then as I tried to push nothing happened. Leo was looking at me for the first time in two hours, and I put his nipple in my mouth and felt his hole slowly start to give way. He was screaming. I felt Talls cock being squeezed against my invading cock to saddle up right next to his. We all three started yelling too until finally it opened and I ripped through his hole and Tall and I began fucking like a piston into Leo.Then Tall and Sam doublt fucked him. So it went on till Sam and I double fucked him. After that Leo’s hole was so open and raw I’m pretty sure I could have fit my whole arm inside him. Not gonna lie that I didn’t want to try but I was so beat. Sam left first having cum twice and once at the party. Tall stuck around and after a while it was like he was making love to Leo until finally his dick went limp, possibly because Leo had passed out and it wasn’t fun for him anymore, and he left. I looked on at leo and simply rolled a joint and smoked, till I finally passed out in my arm chair. Every hour or so, I’d open my eyes and see Leo still laying there so broken, sticky and wet, and I’d just smile and drift back off to sleep.

Have always been much more focused on older guys .. once I started with the baths, my interest/cravings/lust increased and were so damn easily fed and satisfied. Then, when I got into bare-fucking and quickly moved from mostly safe top to 100% full raw-bottom, the hunger for more raw cock, more fresh hot cum pumped deep in my ass just increased .. add the look of wasting or a bio-tattoo or just being told by the guy that he's POZ .. I'm little more than a total open cum-hole/dump/pig. So damn hot when a 50, 60 + y.o. POZ guy is fucking my ass .. his dick pounding my hole, filling my ass with his toxic load ... some, regular fuck-buds who use my hole every time I see them at the baths ....... others, new dicks more than happy to use the hole of a healthy and willing neg man. Sometimes, one or two of them might ask my status .. but always while he's fucking me or right after he's cum in my ass, his dick still buried in me, still passing the last of his dirty load to me ...

so fucking hot just watched the scene

Just because we're all twisted pigs, here's a picture of me immediately after doing my biggest-ever slam just a few hours ago.

I think black men are hot. Black on white looks good, it just does.