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Hi guys. Hope you enjoy. I have written a couple stories a while back but by no means a professional writer. I welcome any feedback or ideas in regards to where you might want this story to go. The story itself is a mixture of fantast and personal life. Thanks! How I started cheating….and now I can’t stop…. It all started a couple years ago. I never thought I would be one to cheat, but it all happened so fast and once I took the first step it all spiraled out of control. But I am getting ahead of myself. I am Latino, 5' 11", 175 pounds, with full facial hair. I'm 35 years old, but look 28; I work out five days a week and take supplements. Some have described me as a muscle cub; whatever, I'd say I’m pretty cute. I have been married for 10 years now, since the age of 25. We met right after college, as we joke whenever anyone asks. “It’s a one night stand that never ended.” Which, to some extent, accurately describes our relationship. We met through Adam4adam and got together just to fuck and, as we hit it off, I added him to the list of tops I would hit up when I was horny and he would consistently get back to me. Shortly after we moved in together and have been together ever since. After years of being a slut and fucking around it was hard to stick to one person, but I was willing to give it a try. During this time I met another guy, Matt; he had just moved from Chicago to town for work and was looking to meet new people/friends. He was doing a six month stint and then heading back to Chicago. Matt was 28, cute, white, dashing blue eyes, and a water polo body. I was in heaven. We quickly became friends, going out for drinks and movies. As my hubby was not much of a club goer, Matt and I would go out together for fun. During one of our outings, we had a little too much to drink, and like any other human being, when I get tipsy I also get horny. As Matt's place was closer than mine, we took a cab to his place - just so I could sober up there. However, en route I found myself so horny and hard for Matt it seemed as if my cock was going to burst out of my jeans. Well, once we got to Matt's place we ended up in his back yard with a joint. I knew the joint wouldn't help me sober-up, but I reasoned it was still relatively early, so what the heck, why not? We started passing it around and started chatting. The conversation quickly turned sexual. We started talking about our sex lives, the guys we like, what we get into, the last time we had sex. I was pretty hard and I could see that he was too, there was no denying the tent in his pants and he could clearly see mine. I was stoned, I zoned out for a second, just staring at his crotch. I was jolted back to reality by Matt’s voice. “Why don’t you give it a squeeze, it’s not cheating if you just touch it.” I paused, should I? I wanted to so badly. I never understood how people can commit to have sex with one person for the rest of their lives but I also loved my hubby and wanted to do the right thing. I snapped back into focus because of Matt who had gotten up and put his crotch directly in front of my face while I was having my own internal monologue. I could smell his crotch musk from a hot night out dancing. I wanted to taste it so bad. I don’t know what came over me, perhaps it was the intoxicating smell, but I reached out and squeezed his cock through his jeans. Jeezus! It was big, I couldn’t tell just from touch but it felt meaty. Matt reached down, undid his belt, top button and pulled his zipper down. It was a beautiful sight. A big meaty cock stretching against the black fabric of his underwear begging to be released, I could see a wet spot from where he was leaking precum. I could not take it anymore; I reached up and pulled the waist band down. His cock plopped out, the tip glistening with precum, about eight inches, cut, veiny, with a nice mushroom head. I flicked my tongue out and lapped up the precum. It tasted so sweet. There was a little voice in the back of my head that was still trying to remind me I was married but then Matt started to slowly push forward, and I opened up. I felt his cock slide across my tongue, he started to slowly fuck my face and I pretty soon forgot about that little voice. Matt bottomed out and I found myself with my nose buried into his pubes, the sweet smell of his musk so intoxicating. I pulled off his cock, swirled my tongue around his mushroom head, getting the salty taste of piss. Matt pulled me up and turned me around, leaning me over the chair; he parted my ass cheeks and dove in. I was in heaven; I was still buzzed, stoned, and horny. I wanted to get fucked so badly. He pulled his face off my ass and I felt empty, I wanted more. I turned around and he led me inside to his bedroom, we left a trail of clothes across the floor. We entered the bedroom and Matt pushed me onto the bed and had me lay on my back with my head over the edge. He squatted over my face, dropped his balls onto my face, I eagerly lapped them up, licking ever crevice, getting every salty taste I could. He slid his cock down my face and slid it down my throat. Matt started to face fuck me slowly at first. I could feel the tip of his cock on the back of my throat. I wanted to gag. I wanted to push him out, but he put a hand on my chest and held me down, urging me to relax. Soon the feeling passed, and he started to fuck my throat. I had tears running down my face from the assault. My spit was that thick mucus spit you get; I had not been treated like this in years. Sex with the hubby had been good, but he was definitely a bit vanilla. Matt pulled his cock all the way out, I gasped for air and he shoved it back in. I thought this would go on forever, and I wanted it to stop but also not at the same time. My cock was rock hard. He finally pulled out and flipped me over again, he spit on my ass and slid his cock in between my checks, he put his full weight on me with one arm around my neck, I could feel his hot breath on me….”you ready for this dick?” All I did was to whimper and push my ass back. “Are you sure? Cuz once I start, I don’t stop and I don’t pull out.” In a drunken, stoned, horny split second decision I grunted “Fuck me 'til you bust your nut, bro.” That is all he wanted to hear. In one move he slammed his cock into my pussy hole. I tried to scream, but he put his hand over my mouth. Thank god he had opened me up a little bit earlier when he ate my ass or else I would have not been able to take it. Pretty soon the pain subsided; Matt grabbed my hair and pulled me up on all fours. He shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose and told me to inhale, one hit in each nostril. I was in heaven flying high and craving dick. I started to buck back onto his cock while he was taking a hit of the poppers himself. He then went to town; he slammed in and out of my hole, stretching me. I could see a little pink on the sheets from my ass. I knew I was bleeding, I knew he was tearing my hole up but I didn’t care, I wanted his load. I arched my ass up giving him deeper access. I wanted to make sure he shot his load as far deep as he could. It felt so good to have a different cock up my ass, god how I missed random encounters. And with that, I felt Matt plow into my ass with one big push, his cock expanded and he came inside my hole. With each rope of cum he shot into my body I could feel his cock throb. Matt rolled off me, I looked over at the clock. It was 4:00 AM. I had a missed call from the hubby asking where I was because it was so late. I called him back with Matt lying next to me, spooning me, cock back in my ass. I told the hubby I had a little too much to drink and that I would crash on Matt's couch and head home later in the AM for breakfast. I ended up passing out with Matt's cock still in my ass. I woke up in the morning to the feeling of getting fucked. Matt pumped another load into my ass and sent me home. I went home, took a shower, and went to have breakfast with the hubby, Matt’s two loads still in me. More to come……

I’d been blowing clouds with a daddy I would hook up with. He would have me come over and there would be a pipe loaded and ready for me when I arrived. “Sit, hit this until you finish it.” He’d say. And for the next twenty to thirty minutes I’d watch porn as I hit the pipe. When I was done, he’d fill it again. “Ok, lemme know when this is done.” And so I’d continue. By the time I was done I’d be flying and he’d be ready. He’d fill it again, move to the bed and take his clothes off. “Get between my legs and suck my meat, boy.” He nonchalantly order. And I’d take my clothes off, leaving on my jock, and I’d begin to suck he thick daddy dick. He was southern, white trashy / redneck sort of guy. Nice enough, with a great cock between his legs. I’d suck his dick for hours, and he’d feed me the pipe. He loved getting me higher and higher and having my spun mouth work over his dick. At some point in the night, after hours of me nursing his meat, he’d tell me to grease up my hole, turn around and sit down on his dick. And I would gladly oblige. One night, about midway into the session he received a text. And then sent another, and received another. “Hey, I need to go get some more shit. I have a friend staying in the other room. You are going to entertain him until I get back. Go over, knock on the door and he’ll let you in. When I get back, you can continue. Without hesitating I stood up and walked out of the room. I knocked on the door, it slid open, dark except the glow of a cell phone on a nightstand. And I walked in. A figure, taller than me, muscular, quietly said “Hey there.” and shut the door behind me. I moved toward the bed and he followed. He was naked and hard. “Is your hole open yet?” He asked. “Haven’t been fucked today yet” I responded. He reached over and lubed up his finger. “Lay down.” He told me. I laid on the bed and he guided my legs in the air. Lubing my ass and pushing in with his finger. “Not too tight. Good.” He pushed me further back and climbed on top of me. He handed me a bottle of poppers. “Hit these deep a few times, let me know when you are done with them.” He said. I hit them deep and hard, and immediately my skin and head buzzed and I felt light as a feather. I could feel him lubing up my hole more, and then he pushed my legs all the way back by my ears and placed a pillow under my ass. Then I felt his cock head on my hole and it pressed in. My hole was eager and I just wanted it to be filled with something big and thick. I still couldn’t make out his face really, but his body was firm, long and muscular. His dick with thick and just long enough. He slid all the way in. And I started to move a little for position. He grabbed my neck and said, “Do not move. Your job is to lay there, silently and take it. You move and I stop. You make a sound and I stop. If you need poppers, just tough your nose. Otherwise don’t move. Got it?” I was so turned on. “Yes.” I quietly responded. “Good. You are a bottom. My whore. Just a hole. And I want to get off. So shut up.” And he proceeded to fuck me deep and hard. I didn’t dare move. He handed me the poppers and and I inhaled deeply. About twenty minutes later he blew his load into my hole. It was still completely dark, I still hadn’t seen his face really. And when he was done shooting his load he pulled out. “Thanks. I think our bud is back.” And he walked to the door, slid it open while staying in the dark and ushered me into the hall. I went back to the daddy’s room. He was laying in the bed, porn on, dick out, pipe loaded. I went right back to sucking his meat. “How was my friend?” He asked. “Great.” I mumbled as I worked his cock with my mouth. “You just made me $40.” He said. “Daddy’s little whore.” My dick got rock hard. And I sucked him until he came. He fell asleep almost as soon as he came, and I quietly dressed and slipped out into the pre-dawn cool air of the street. I wasn’t nearly done. So I drove to a local sex club, parked and went in. This place was a sleazy hole, no private rooms, just lockers. And it had a few slings, some glory holes and a second level lofted with various spots to fuck and suck. I stripped down to my jock and sneakers, locked my locker, grabbed a cigarette and ran to the little smoking room towards the back. It was fairly quiet, no one doing anything, a guy was on the computers scrolling through profiles online, and another guy was already in the smoking room. Wearing jeans, a leather harness, and boots. He was smoking a cigarette. I sat down, he offered me a light. A few mins in, he pulled a pipe from his jeans and torched the bowl, and blew a big cloud. He offered me a hit, and I took it. We started chatting. He asked about my night, and without sparing much detail I told him what had happened so far. He smiled. “Woof!” He snarled. “Want to get fucked more?” He asked. And I nodded. He stood, pulled out a bag, and then found a small but nice size rock. “Bend over bud, lets get this deep in there.” And I turned around showed him my ass, and he pushed the rock deep inside. I turned around and sat back down. He pulled out his phone and started typing. “I have a few buddies who might be close by who would love a go on your ass. Let’s see what we can get going.” And he hit send on his phone. “Ok, go get that hole in a sling. I’ll be right there.” I walked out of the room and found a sling I liked toward the front. I slid up into it, and noticed a few more guys had come into the club. One big bear, younger, and fully clothed. An older guy, about 65, tall, lanky, with his dick hanging out of his jeans and a leather vest. And a third guy, about 40, long hair, long beard, kinda looked dirty and homeless. The all took note of the me hopping into the sling. My friend from the smoking room came out and handed me his poppers. “They are heading over now.” He said. I hit the poppers and he stuck a finger in my ass. The other three circled closer to the sling. He looked up and said to the dirty looking one, “Want his ass?” And with that he gave me to the dude. I never saw his dick, but felt it go in. He pushed all the way deep, and it felt amazing. My new smoking friend moved toward my head, gave me a hit of poppers. Looked quickly around, pulled out his pipe and lit if for me and I inhaled deep as the homeless guy plowed into my ass. “Your hole is mine tonight, and I’m going to keep it full.” My new buddy announced. As soon as the homeless guy blew his load in my hole, he motioned for the lanky older guy to take his place. This guy had been quiet so far watching, but as soon as his dick entered my ass it nearly doubled in size and he tore into my hole hard. It hurt from time to time, and my bud would make sure the poppers were at the ready. This went on for at least a half hour, and I noticed a few others had joined us. The old man finally busted his nut and pulled out. He leaned in and whispered to me “I love a good fucking whore. what locker is yours, I’ll slip me number into it. Call me as soon as you are done with here tonight, and I’ll keep you busy later.” I gave him my locker number and off he went. “My friends are here.” My smoking bud said with a smile, handing me the poppers again. “I also had them text their friends.” And before I had finished the hit of poppers, another dick was in my ass.

Part 7 Mitch lay face down on the bed while the new man pounded into his muscular ass, moaning as he took the strangers cock. Coach grabbed him by his hair and pulled his head up. "Get a close up of the faggot quarterbacks face!" he ordered me. I turned the camera on Mitch's beautiful face, his blue eyes glazed in lust, his mouth gaping open as he moaned loudly. "Look at the camera whore!" he demanded Mitch. "Show me how much you love being whored out. How much you like cock in your fag hole!" Mitch just grunted as he was plowed deep and hard. Soon the man was pumping another load of cum deep inside Mitch's perfect, young ass. Coach just smiled as he made another notch on Mitch's load tally. The man pulled out of the wet hole and stuck his cum covered cock in Mitch's mouth, forcing him to clean it off. Then without a word he left. The next two men arrived shortly and wasted no time putting the jock to use. One guy sat on Mitch's face, planting his hairy hole firmly on the quarterbacks mouth while he held his ankles in the air. The other guy rammed his hardon right up his exposed hole, causing Mitch gasp and fight for air as the first guy ground himself into Mitch's mouth. Coach noticed Mitch's rock hard cock straining in his sweaty jockstrap and laughed. "Looks like my whore REALLY enjoys the treatment he's getting! I guess tonight won't be his only working night! Maybe I should sell his sevices to some opposing players! Im sure there would be guys lining up to humiliate him!" Mitch just shuddered as another load was dumped into him. Thats how the night went. Man after man showed up for their chance to fuck a prime piece of college jock. Some guys spanked him, slapped him, spit on him. His nipples were pinched and abused. His throat and ass were raped mercilessly, and many loads were pumped into him. A couple times my face was pushed into his stretched out sloppy hole as I was forced to suck out the cum. Coach just watched while I filmed it all. By the end of the night Mitch was a worn out mess. Cum dried in his hair and on his face. Copious amounts dripped out of his flaming, red hole. The tally on his back reached 27. As Mitch lay on the bed, completely fucked out,coach climbed between his legs and lifted them in the air, sliding his hard, black cock into the teenagers thoroughly busted ass. Mitch just moaned in pain at this final intrusion. "You were a good whore tonight boy! The men were all pleased." coach said as he spit into Mitch's open mouth. "I told your boyfriend you would be fucked senseless tonight. You wont be walking right for a few days!" Mitch just grunted as he was pounded hard one last time. "Jerk off boy!" coach ordered him. "I know you want to cum! Your are a pathetic fag, born to serve men. Prove it. Shoot your load queer!" An exhausted Mitch grabbed his thick 9 inches and stroked, quickly shooting a huge load all over his chest and stomach while his ass muscles clenched around coach's throbbing dick, sucking one more load deep in his burning ass. "Ohhh fuck boy! You slut! Take it! Thats number 28! You are now an official cumdump!" After he came, coach pulled out and gathered his belongings, taking the camera from me. "You can stay here, the room is paid for till 11 am. Don't check out late or else!" With that, coach left. I got a hot washcloth and started cleaning Mitch off, wiping the dried cum as best I could. He just lay there, unmoving. "Cole," he finally started, "coach is right. I enjoyed it. Why am I so fucked up?" "Shh...don't talk, just rest." "I know you liked it too. Every time I looked at you, you were hard. You liked watching me be a whore." I blushed, not knowing what to say exactly. "It's ok," he whispered. "I don't blame you." He pulled me into him and started kissing me. "Fuck me Cole, I want you to give me one last load. Your load." I couldn't resist the man I loved and gently inserted my hard cock into his abused, cum filled hole. "Don't be gentle man!" he said with renewed energy. "Fuck me dude! I can take it! Coach may think I'm his whore, but it's you I care about." I gave him what he asked for, kissing him passionately while I pounded his loose, wet hole, quickly adding one last load into his sucking ass. "I love you." I whispered as we drifted off to sleep in each others arms.

Part 2: Matt and I carried on like this for the rest of his work assignment. We would go out, have drinks, come back to his place and fuck like rabbits, he would then send me home with a couple loads up my ass. I loved it; I loved every minute of it. Knowing that I was doing something I was not supposed to made it so exciting. The hottest part was being with the hubby and him not knowing I had another guys load up my ass. All good things must come to an end though. Matt completed his 6 month work assignment and went back to Chicago. I was ok at first, but after a few weeks I started craving another guy’s load again. I started trolling the apps for cum. I had the usual headless profile pic saying I was looking for right now on the down low and couldn’t host. I hooked up with a few guys, but none were as hot as Matt. After a few months of being a slut, this guy on Recon hit me up. I was fairly new to the app, one of the guys that was shooting a load up my ass once mentioned it and I figured it would give it a try. It looked a little hard core but to be honest, the idea of submission and leather all turned me on. I had noted on my profile that I was a married bareback cum dump that loved to take loads, any load. I hesitated to respond to the message, it had that warning message at the bottom that said the profile had been recently created, you never know now a days. I read over his profile. He had a headless photo, nice body. Total Dom Daddy, mid 40s. The rest of his pics were of of three sub bottoms who had been collared. Now, the Daddy was 100 miles away which might not sound all that far away, but with our traffic, that could easily be hours of driving. I don’t know what came over me, maybe I was horny, maybe it was the pics of the collard subs, or perhaps it was the body pic of the dom daddy, but I decided to respond. It was a pretty simple reply, “Hello Sir” We chatted back and forth, seems he travelled down to my area of town a few times a month. He saw my ass pics and profile, wanted to reach out to see if I was interested in being one of his collared boys. I explained to him that I was actually married and all my activity was on the down low. While he was a bit disappointed he couldn’t really collar me full time the idea of controlling another man’s husband turned him on. We chatted back and forth for a couple weeks getting to know each other, exchanging pictures. I started calling him Sir; the sound of it turned me on. We went from Recon to exchanging telephone numbers which led to having actual conversations. After a couple weeks he made a proposition to me, suggesting “I like you boy. You sound like a hot little cum dump. As you know, I travel down to your neck of the woods a few times a month and know a lot of tops who would love to breed your pretty little pussy. Become my cum dump toy. I'll set up breeding sessions for you where you have only to show up and take the loads. Interested? I promise that it will all be safe, all these are guys I personally know, I won’t let them hurt you, unless you want them too. Think about it for a few days, let me know. But don’t take too long. You wouldn’t want me to accidentally send the pics you sent me to your hubby.” A chill went down my spine, Click, the line went dead. I tried calling back but no answer; I left a voicemail and sent a text, but nothing. I started to think of all the pictures I had sent him. There were a lot of naked pictures showing my face. I didn’t know what to do. An hour later I received a text from Sir, “In two days you will get a text from me, follow orders or else.” That was it, I replied back but he never got back to me, I went to bed that night, tossed and turned, what had I gotten myself into…. More to come…..

Chapter 3: THE GANG RAPE I barely slept at all that night. I just laid there watching my alpha sleep - listening to his snoring, smelling his musk, imagining how every faggot in town would kill to be me right now. As the sun started to peer through the window, a ray of light fell over the bed and lit up his body. It was like he was a glowing God, and I couldn't resist. I leaned over him, admiring his perfect form. I began sucking on his left nipple (that would surely get him aroused). I could taste his dried sweat from the vigorous fucking the day before. His whole body was covered in it, like a thin layer of sweet honey to attract cock hungry bottom like flies. I could feel his dick swelling as he began to stir. He let out a single, deep groan as he rested his hand on the back of my head, never opening his eyes. Then he took a fist full of my hair and gently pulled my head off his chest and over to his face. He kissed me. A long, passionate kiss - the kind where you can see fireworks and stars and it feels like heaven. He still held my head by a fistful of hair. He was in total control. His other hand landed hard on my ass, squeezing my left cheek so hard I thought he would leave a hand shaped bruise. He broke our kiss and stared into me with those beautiful hazel eyes. "I fucking love you. You still mine?" He whispered to me. "Of course, sir. I always have been." He placed me down next to him on the bed. "You better rest up for tonight." He insisted. I was confused "What's tonight." I inquired. "You'll see, just be rested and cleaned out." Truth was I was supposed to be on the road that night. My long weekend was over and I had work the next day, but there was no way I was leaving now. John insisted that I sleep in late into the morning. It felt odd not getting up to make him breakfast and lunch. HE even brought ME some breakfast in bed. Well, it was juice and some fruit. He obviously didn't want me eating any big meals in preparation for some intense fucking that night. All the same, I'd never seen him do anything like that before. HE was the alpha. HE was the dominant. HE was the one people served and serviced. As he brought me a smoothie for lunch, he sat on the side of the bed smiling down at me. Fuck that smile was heaven for me. He handed me the remote and told me to watch some tv while he went out for lunch with some buddies. I sat in bed watching reruns for a few hours before John returned. He told me we had a big night and needed to prep. I started cleaning the apartment while he took a shower. When I had finished cleaning, he told me to go wash up. As I looked in the mirror, I noticed the bruises from our first fuck had begun to fade, but there was a fresh new bruise where his wrist had clenched my ankle the night before, holding me in the air. I stepped into the shower and washed myself off. I pulled out my razor and trimmed up my pubes. I never really needed to shave my balls or ass. They were naturally smooth. As I cleaned my ass I was surprised I could still be fairly tight after two nights of John destroying my hole. I'd never taken a dick anywhere near his size and girth before. I'd thought for sure his dick would ruin my hole. But it was still cute and tight as I stared at it in the mirror after drying off, pulling my cheeks apart to inspect it. I suddenly noticed John was standing in the doorway watching me. I blushed from embarrassment, but he just laughed and smiled. He walked up to me, spun me around, and bent me over the sink. He dropped to his knees behind me. I felt his hands spreading my ass apart, and his breath on my hole. "Damn I love this ass." He grunted as he dove in, tongue first. "Oh fuck!" I moaned as I felt his tongue force it's way inside me and his scruffy face rubbing against my ass. His hands remained on my ass, holding my cheeks apart and holding myself in place as the rest of my body squirmed and bucked. "Oh god! Oh yes! Oh my god, baby!" I could barely see straight as his tongue fucked me better than most dicks that had fucked me. I could hear my precum dripping onto the floor. This went on till I was begging him to just fuck me already. As he stood up, he slapped my ass and told me to put on the jock he'd left out on the bed for me. I emerged from the bedroom in nothing but the jock he'd left out for me. I immediately blushed and became paralyzed as I realized several of John's buddies were sitting on the couch, in various stages of undress, watching a home video of them gang fucking some white girl with huge tits. Several of them already had their dicks out. Jesus, these huge black dudes were all hung. "Get us some beers, bitch." John demanded. I went to the kitchen and retrieved 6 beers, one for each of them. I handed the beers out as most of them continued to ignore me. I couldn't help drooling at their cocks, and being painfully aware that I was just in a jockstrap. I sat in the side of the couch, but John grabbed me by the hair and nearly dragged me over in front of him, sitting on the floor between his legs. I stared at the screen as John patted my head like a dog. I didn't recognize the girl being fucked, but I definitely recognized most of the guys fucking her. Several of them were sitting on the couch above me. I also recognized the setting. They were fucking her on John's couch, in John's living room. I had no idea they fucked girls together. That's when I started feeling John moving above me. I realized he, and several of his bros, were jacking off. I turned around on my knees, staring at John's giant cock as he stroked it. I looked up at him for approval, and he nodded. I took his massive cock into my mouth yet again, and began to worship. Up and down and up and down. Gagging and slurping. I could hear him moaning encouragement to me, "fuck yeah. That's it. Good bitch." Then I felt a hand on my ass, and a glob of spit splatter on my hole. That was not John's cock pressing against my back door. That was not John's precum being smeared all over my crack. This was the big night he'd planned for me. I was so happy and nervous. I fell in love with him all over again as one of his bros slid a massive cock inside my ass. John tapped me on the head as his friend began long dicking me. I lifted off John's cock and he moved out of the way while another of his friends position on the couch in front of me. I looked at John and he nodded in approval. That was all the encouragement I needed. I took another dick into my mouth and began my worship. It tasted different from John's. This precum wasn't nearly as sweet. His crotch didn't smell like John's. John's crotch always smelled of those musky pheromones that made my knees weak. This crotch smelled clean, like the soap he had probably just used in the shower before coming over. The guy in my ass announced he was getting close and needed a break. His dick plopped out of me, leaving me gaping and empty. It wasn't long before another cock from another guy who I couldn't see was pressed against my hole. With one push, he slid all the way in. This one was different. he was thick and long, but his dick had a wicked sharp curve in it (to the right). I quinces and began crying as he ripped me apart, fucking me hard and never giving me a chance to adjust to his curved dick. I realized I didn't know where John was. My eyes darted around the room till I saw a light in the corner. It was a light from a camera. It was John! He was filming me being barebacked by all these men. He chuckled as he saw me notice him. "You a happy little bitch?" He barked at me. "Yes sir." I barely managed to fumble out through the tears as his bro started mercilessly pounding me. John got the camera right in my face to see my tears up close. "Oh fuck, little bitch is crying." He laughed. "What are you?" He demanded. "Your dirty little faggot." I whimpered through the tears. Finally the curved dick guy started heaving and grunting as he shot his load inside me. This went on for a few hours. As soon as one guy would nutt inside me, another would step up to take his place. Often, the one who just finished would sit in front of me for me to clean off his dick. The apartment was rank with the smell of cum and sweat, and I was covered in both. I would occasionally hear a new guy arrive and unzip his pants. I was overwhelmed with pain and pleasure. I was so emotionally torn. I hated myself for how turned on I was by all of this. I had never felt so used and violated. I was in so much pain that I cried nearly the entire time. But a part of me loves every second. As John's friends finished up and left, new guys began arriving. I didn't recognize them and he didn't even seem to know them. Thy simply came in, mumbled a quick hello to John, and got in line. Some of them were hot. Many of them were not. I had bruises and scrapes all over my knees now. My arms were sore and tired. There was copious amounts of cum and other fluids running down my leg and all over the floor. I didn't think I could take any more. Then another hour or so went by and I was crying so hard I heard myself begging for it to stop. I heard John start to turn away the new guys who arrived at that point, but it took almost another hour for the line to dwindle down. I couldn't wait to be done. I stated paying attention to the last few guys as I counted down how many were left. There was the tall, skinny, white guy in his early 20s with the long skinny dick who shot an insanely huge load all over my back. There was the short, Hispanic, thirty something daddy with the beer gut and a tiny dick. Then the last one was the average height white guy in his 30s or 40s, with slightly greying hair, a chest like a former football player whose let himself go a bit but is still muscular, and a beer can dick that made a plunging sound as he pulled it all the way out and shoved all the way in. When he finally began to groan and shoot his load in me, I thanked God I had survived. The silver daddy zipped up his pants and left me there lying on the floor in a mess of cum, tears, and God knows what else. John had set the camera on a tripod to keep recording and he went out back to have a drink while the last half dozen guys finished. I couldn't even make it onto the couch before I passed out. I awoke the next morning in more pain than I'd ever felt. My whole body felt like I'd been hit by a car. I was so covered in dry fluid that half my body was stuck to the tile. John threw a wet towel on the floor next to me. "Clean yourself the fuck up." He ordered. "I don't let dirty bitches sit or lay on my furniture." I hated myself for what I'd let happen to me last night, but I couldn't help popping a boner thinking about it. I was worried that John would just see me as a dirty bitch now. He wouldn't want to keep me now that I'd been used by half the town. "And clean this place the fuck up while you're at it." He continued. "I got a date to fuck and I don't want her coming over to this shit." I knew it. He had used me up and was moving on. I cried through my shower and most of my chores. By the time John got back with his date, I was sitting quietly on the couch looking at the list of missed calls from my boss and coworker's on my phone. Shit, I was supposed to be back at work today. John and his date burst into the apartment around midnight, both clearly a little drunk. She was pretty - big tits, nice hair, tight dress over her nice ass. I hated her. John quickly led her into his room and closed the door. I payed on the couch, sniffing the sweat on the pillow the way I used to. There was a lot of guys' sweat on there from the night before, but I could clearly smell John's as he began fucking his date in the other room. I closed my eyes and began jerking off for the first time in days as I listened to them. About 30 minutes in, I heard his loud, animalistic grunting. I quickly wiped myself off before the door opened and the girl, half dressed, began walking to the front door. John stood there naked in his doorway, as he always did, smirking at me. Once she left, he stood there for a few seconds and then his face got serious. "Well..!" He said, sternly. "You getting that bitch ass the fuck in here or not!?" He demanded. "You want me in your room?" I stuttered, confused by his question. "Bitch just cause I fuck other but he's don't mean you aren't the bitch that sleeps in my bed!" He snapped. "Jesus, I went through all that trouble for you last night after watching you drool over my friends for a year and now you're giving me attitude?" By the time he was finished speaking, I was already at his feet, cleaning off his cock. I could smell her pussy on him, but I didn't care. "I'll be fucking plenty of other bitches, you better get fucking use to that, and you'll be getting fucked by whoever I decide." "Yes sir." I mumbled around his dick. He grabbed me grabbed me with both hands, lifted me up, and tossed me on his bed like a rag doll. He climbed on top of me. His sweat once again filled my lungs as he kissed me. He lifted his arm and smothered me with his glorious armpit as he slid inside me. "You my little cumdump bitch?" He demanded. "Yes sir." I moaned as I licked his pit clean. Next chapter: THE BATHHOUSE

My last three loads were also my first loads. I've been into men for a number of years. Like many of you, I was curious, started with porn, then moved on to meeting guys in parks etc. I finally started having sex as a bottom a few years back, all safe. But the more I had sex the more guys I played with and read about in blogs like this. I became bored and wanted more. I accepted the risks of barebacking some time ago. And finally got the courage to take raw dick and a load. I went to see a guy I met on bbrt last night. I drive over an hour for his dick. We had similar interests and he seems not be a flake like some on bbrt are. Once we got started it was hard for me to say no or not to live out some fantasies I had.... I showed up at his house around 630, he greeted me with a nice big hug and kiss. We chatted for a bit and had a drink to relax. He led me upstairs, we got undressed. He had a nice 8' fairly thick cock, I sucked and rimmed him. He played with and rimmed my ass then we fucked.... After a while he was getting close to cumming. He grunted and stopped pumping, I knew at that moment he was cumming inside me. I didn't feel the cum, only a light pulsing of his cock..... He eventually pulled out and gave me his cock to suck. We fucked once more around 930, for load number two then we fell sleep. I woke up around 3am, we fucked again for load number three and then I left. My hole is sore, and I still wet with his cum. I wasn't sure what to expect from going raw and being bred for the first time. But it was an amazing night and I look forward to seeing him again.

No matter how good the fuck, the only reward I offer my tops is the pleasure of cumming in my ass. If that's not enough for him I move on -- there are plenty of tops out there looking for an ass to cum in that don't need to be rewarded with anything other than hot sex with a willing bottom slut.

"Ooh, you're a top, how awesome, so you got it up and found the right place to put it. Waddaya want, a cookie?"

The Trolley Cops By stimle (smapdi@mindspring.com) The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living or dead is strictly coincidental. Please read no further if you are underage or are offended by explicit sexual stories. Michael Sotello and Luis Fritelli were best friends. Ever since Luis had moved to San Diego from the Bronx six years ago, at the beginning of his sophmore year, the two had been thick as thieves. They were roommates, hung out a lot outside of work, double-dated, worked out at the same gym, and even worked together. They were both transit officers on the local transit system. Trolley cops, complete with uniforms and guns. As trolley cops they took a lot of shit from the punks and gang-bangers who tried to ride for free and constantly gave attitude. The worst part was, they knew most of the guys, having gone to high school with some of them (well, those who hadn't dropped out) and knew they were trouble even back then. As luck would have it, though, Luis and Michael were usually paired on the same shift so they knew most of the same scum. Michael and Luis were pretty similar in height and build, about 6'1, 195 pounds and gorgeous. But that's where the similarity ended. Michael had dirty blond hair with blue eyes while Luis had dark brown hair and eyes. They both kept their hair cut short with the latest look. Even though Luis hadn't lived in New York for six years, he still had a pretty thick New York accent. Kind of like the stereotypical New York Italian you seen on TV and in the movies. Michael, on the other hand, was more soft spoken, but tough nevertheless. It was about 2:30 a.m. and Michael and Luis were just getting off work. It'd been a tough night. Rico and some of his crew had been riding earlier and had really riled up the two guys. They were still talking about it as they walked across the parking lot to Michael's truck. "Fuckin' punks," Luis said, shaking his head. "When is that asshole gonna grow up and get a life?" "Seriously," Michael replied. "What a loser. I mean, you can't go through your whole life acting like you're still in high school." "Dude, why do you always park way out in BFE?" Luis asked, annoyed at the long hike to Michael's truck. Michael shook his head and gave an exasperated sigh, as if he'd already explained the same thing a thousand times. "I told you, it's new and I don't want one of these idiots dinging it. It's not that far." "It's not like there's anybody out here, man. I mean, the place is totally deserted," Luis said as he continued walking. "And what's up with the lights out here?" he asked, looking up. "Most of `em are burned out." Michael looked up, too. "They're not burned out. Someone shot them out or busted `em with rocks. Punks." He shook his head. "Who's that next to your truck?" Luis asked, pointing to a beat-up black van parked way too close to Michael's truck. "Shit," Michael said. "The fuckin' lot's totally open and some asshole has to park right next to me. How stupid are people?" They reached Michael's truck and saw that there was barely enough room for him to squeeze between. He fished his keys from his pocket and clicked off the alarm as he turned and slid between the two vehicles, his arms over his head. Michael stood and waited. Just as Michael was about to insert the key into the lock he heard a slight click and felt a rush as the van door quickly slid open. Before he could react he was grabbed from behind, a big arm encircling his waist, pulling him back into the van. His flailing arms and legs were grabbed and pinned down. He started to yell and curse but a strong hand covered his mouth. Another hand thrust a soft, sweet-smelling cloth to his nose. The cloth had been doused with chloroform. Michael tried to turn his head but it was held tightly into place. He had no choice but to inhale the drugging fumes. He tried to hold his breath but couldn't. His head was already feeling light and there was a noise in his ears, like the pounding surf, getting louder and louder. As Michael was grabbed, Luis reacted, leaping forward to his friend's rescue. His hand immediately went to his holster before he remembered that they were required to check out their weapons when their shift as over. He still rushed the van but stopped short when he felt the cold steel of a gun barrel against his left temple. "I wouldn't move, Luis," a voice said. Luis recognized Rico's voice and from the corner of his eye he could see the Latino thug and some of his gang. "Put your hands out where we can see `em." Luis obeyed, craning his neck to try to see what was happening to Michael. He could see several guys holding his friend down and a white cloth over his face. Luis figured it was probably chloroform. He grimaced and visibly recoiled as he watched the guys grope Michael's crotch. "Like what you see, Luis?" Rico asked, a tone of glee in his voice. He ran his hand up Luis' chest. "Fuck off, you faggot spic," Luis snarled, slapping Rico's hand away. Rico smacked Luis' temple with the gun. "I think Luis here needs to be taught a lesson. Come here, boys." Two of Rico's friends, Tony and Rafael approached. "Go get the chloroform from Martin," he said. "I think it's time for Luis to take a nap." Luis wanted to say something but knew better. He had been looking in the van the whole time, keeping track of what was happening to his best friend. It didn't appear as though Michael was completely knocked out... it was like he was being kept just at the edge of consciousness. Toyed with. His shirt and t-shirt had been taken off him and the guys were now lowering his pants. Luis turned his head in disgust. "What's the matter, Luis?" Rico asked, waving the gun. "I thought you liked what you saw. Maybe you'll like it better when it's happening to you." "Fuck off," Luis muttered, clenching every muscle in his body. The van's engine turned over and it backed up. Michael was now stripped down to just his white Fruit of the Loom underwear and some fucker was in there slowly jerking him through his briefs, trying to make him hard. Luis felt a pair of hands grab his arms and saw the white cloth being pressed to his nose. "Mmmppphhhh..." he moaned as he tried to struggle. But the guys holding him were too strong. He felt himself being pushed toward the van and he continued to struggle, but the chloroform was slowly beginning to take effect. As he began to drift in and out he felt hands begin to grope and grab his crotch and ass, the way he'd seen them do to Michael. He was helpless to fight back. Oh shit, what the fuck was happening? He felt his fly being unzipped and a hand reaching in, tightly squeezing his balls. He tried to twist his body, buck away, but the smell. The sweet, sweet smell... The sweet smell that was carrying him away... making him float and drift... His eyes rolled up into forehead. He was almost out. "Oh yeah, Luis baby," Rico cooed. "Breathe it in boy, that's right..." The chloroformed cloth was pulled away just enough so Luis could get some fresh air. He felt himself gaining a little of his strength back. But Rico was smart... he kept dosing Luis with just enough to keep him all fuzzy and fucked up. Luis' head was spinning and he was feeling all warm, but he still knew what was going on. Right there, in the deserted parking lot, he was being stripped. Like Michael his shirt and t-shirt were ripped from his body and he felt his belt buckle being undone. Then he felt Rico's firm hand unbutton his pants and unzip him. "Oh, Luis, Luis, Luis," Rico said, remarking on the Italian stud's tightly packed white briefs and lightly running his hand over the bulge. "Tighty whities? Look guys, just like Mikey. What, do the two of you boys go shopping together? Get dressed together?" "Fuck yooooou..." Luis slurred, his mind fogged with chloroform. He could barely keep his eyes open and needed assistance to stand. "Let's get these pants off you, Luis," Rico said, lowering Luis' tight blue uniform pants over his muscled legs. The white of his briefs stood out nicely against his tanned legs. Rico slipped his shoes off and helped the dazed stud to step out of his pants. Luis noticed bright flashed of light all around him. Someone was taking pictures. The cloth was taken away from his face for a few seconds and he gulped down the fresh air. "Feel better, buddy?" Rico asked. Luis was wearing nothing but his white Hanes briefs and was stumbling around the parking lot like a drunk, trying like hell to keep his balance. Rico and the guys just laughed and laughed as they snapped picture after picture of the amazingly hot, nearly naked stud. "Come on, guys," Rico said, taking Luis by the arm and sitting him on the tailgate of Michael's truck. "I think it's time to say good night, Luis. But wait. Guys, get Mikey." Rafael and Tony pulled Michael out of the van and to his feet and dragged him over to the truck bed. Like Luis, Michael had been kept spinning in a chloroform daze while the boys whored him out. Rico sat the two studs next to each other and leaned their heads on each other's shoulders. Then he put their hands on each other's crotches and held them together as a series of pictures were taken. "Gawd, these fuckers are hot," he said, giving them each a kiss on the forehead. "I checked their schedules. They have the next three days off. I say we take `em home and play for a bit." Tony handed him the bottle of chloroform and two rags. Rico doused the cloths and held them to the guys' faces until they passed out. Tony gathered up Luis' discarded clothes while Rafael and Rico bundled the near-naked hotties into the van. As they drove away, Tony got into Michael's truck and followed them. Michael found himself coming to in a sparsely furnished room, bright sunlight streaming through curtainless windows. He was on a bed with no blankets, entwined in Luis' arms. They were both wearing only underwear. Exposed. He heard a noise like a chair scraping and looked up. All around the bed there were folding chairs set up. Eight guys were sitting there, staring at him and Luis. Some had cameras and two held video cameras, filming everything. Michael felt something and realized that Luis was beginning to stir. "What the fuck....? Where...?" Luis started to say, realizing he was still holding Michael. He suddenly remembered what had happened to him and Michael. "Oh shit... Michael...." "Oh shit, Michael," Rico repeated, in a mocking voice. "You boys look so cute like that." "What are you gonna do with us?" Luis asked as he and Michael looked around for something to cover their nearly naked bodies. There was nothing so they just sat there, hunched over and covering themselves. "Why so modest?" Rico asked. "You guys wanna see some of the pictures we shot of you last night?" He tossed stacks of pictures at them. They had been uploaded from the video cameras and printed on photo paper. They showed Michael and Luis, alone and together, in regular and lewd poses, even sitting posed on Rico's lap. Luis angrily crumpled them and tossed them away. "Fuckers," he spat, itching for a fight. "I'm hungry," Rico said, changing the subject. He knew he had the upper hand anyway. Who the fuck cared what Luis Fritelli said anyway? "Where's Martin with our breakfast?" No sooner had he completed the sentence when Martin walked in, laden with several McDonald's bags. "Mmmm.... I'm starved." He looked over at Luis and Michael. "You guys hungry?" They reluctantly nodded. Rico pulled out a couple of Egg McMuffins and hash browns and tossed them to them. "Did you get them any juice?" he asked Martin. "Yeah," Martin replied, opening a separate bag. "It's right here." He handed the cups to Rico who handed them to Luis and Michael. "Drink up boys," he said, as the guys hungrily wolfed down the food. The greedily slurped the juice through the straws. Michael's face screwed up. "Is there vodka in this?" he asked. "What the hell are you doing? It's morning." "Shut up and drink it. Or you can starve," Rico said impatiently. Michael shrugged his shoulder and continued eating and drinking. Luis had never stopped and was nearly finished. "By the way, I didn't hear you complaining last night?" Rico said, a sly look on his face. "Whaddaya mean last night?" Luis said, looking up. "Today's Sunday, moron," Rico said. "You've been here since Friday night." Luis and Michael looked at each other. What the hell was Rico talking about? Had they lost an entire day? "I see you two rocket scientists are puzzled," Rico laughed. "If you want, I'll show you the video." "Video?" Michael asked, his body tensing. "Oh yeah," Rico replied. "You boys were having fun last night. I take it you don't remember bouncing on my knee. And on Martin's knee. And on Tony's knee...." "No fuckin' way," Luis said. "I woulda remembered doing something faggy like that." "Really?" Rico asked. "Howya feeling right about now? Dizzy? Woozy?" "What are you talking about?" Michael asked. "You still don't get it, do you?" Rico said. "That little sip of beer I gave you yesterday morning? And again yesterday afternoon and last night? Haven't you ever heard of GHB? Date rape drug? Geez, you two are stupid. You just finished up another batch. In your juice." What Michael and Luis didn't know was that in addition to slipping the guys GHB, he had Martin put some ground up Viagra into their juice. In a few minutes Luis and Michael were gonna be as hot and horny and out of control as they were yesterday. Just like Rico liked them. Martin recalled the conversation he'd had earlier with Rico. "Just do it, Martin," Rico had ordered. "You know I like my boys a little fucked up. Loopy. Not all there. Remember that frat guy last Spring Break? Damon? We gave him a little GHB and made him a video star. People are still ordering `Damon's Demise' off the site I set up. Now, I want these two nice and impaired, too. Like Damon. But not too out of it to not remember it later." Martin didn't question Rico. He knew from experience that you didn't question Rico. "Before you two princesses get too ga ga, I wanna show you a little bit of the video we took last night." He popped a tape into the VCR and turned it on. Michael and Luis, buzzing as they were, were shocked at what they saw. They were being passed around from lap to lap, wearing nothing but their underwear, constantly being groped. In the next scene, they weren't wearing their underwear; it was on their heads, like a chef's hat. There were hands playing with their tits, stroking their dicks, and fingering their ass puckers, but not once did they come. Apparently Rico wanted the guys to get them all worked up but not give them any release. "You boys feeling horny?" he asked, looking at the two guys' crotches. Their briefs were hugely tented, courtesy of the Viagra. "You ready to get milked? Give up your fuck swill? Your `love juice'?" He laughed as Luis and Michael began to succumb to their drugged juice. Their eyes were glazed and droopy, their movements slow and deliberate. "I'm gonna kill you, fucker..." Luis slurred, barely able to talk. "Asshole..." Michael added. His face was a blank slate. His eyes were vacant and his mouth was slightly open. Rico glanced at Luis. He looked the same. "Ready for some fun?" he asked laughing. All the guys who'd been sitting around silent the whole time began to laugh with Rico. "You guys ready to fuck like rabbits?" "No way..." Luis said, slowly shaking his head. "No fuckin' way." "Oh, I don't think you're in any position to object, Bitch Boy," Rico said, sitting down on the bed next to Luis and pushing the drugged stud down onto the bed. He tweaked his nipple and then slipped his hand into his briefs, squeezing his balls. "Unnnggghhhh.... ooooohhhh...." Luis moaned, his body thrashing. "Told you... SLUT. Oooohhh, I thought you didn't like this, puta," Rico said to Luis, the other guys in the room laughing. "I have something I think you'll like also. It's some shit I got from my cousin down in TJ. It'll make you so fuckin' horny and happy. Shit, you'll wanna get fucked and you'll wanna fuck any hole you can find. You're dick's gonna drool and get big and hard. Even a little needle dick like yours, Luis." He gave Michael and Luis each a baby bottle and put it to their mouths. Being slightly out of it because of the spiked juice they'd just drunk, they began to suck on the bottles. Rico had put the drug into some sweet juice and Luis and Michael couldn't seem to quit drinking it. Soon the bottles were empty. Rafael and Tony pulled the drugged cops off the bed and sat them down on their laps, fondling their crotches, which, thanks to the new drug, were already expanding. Rico put pacifiers in their mouths and baby bonnets on their heads. After passing them around to each guy so they could get felt up and have their picture taken with them, Tony and Rafael put Luis and Michael back on the bed. They put Michael in a sitting position and laid Luis next to him, putting his head in Michael's lap. Both were still sucking on their pacifiers but their baby bonnets had been removed. After a few more pictures, Rico lowered Michael's briefs and tucked them under his balls. He took the pacifier out of Luis' mouth and they all laughed as his they watched Luis' lips continue to move in a sucking motion. Rico put his hands on the back of Luis' head and guided his lips to Michael's erect, dripping cock. Luis never stopped sucking. They stuck both of Luis' hands down into his briefs, wrapping them around his cock and slowly moving them up and down, making him masturbate himself. It was only a matter of seconds before Luis took over for himself. "Unnnggghhh..." Michael moaned as he was enjoying the best blow job he'd ever had. He had not idea it was his best friend who was hoovering his cock. He was so out of it and horny that he put both hands on Michael's head and held it in place, pistoning his hips and fucking Michael's face. Luis was moaning, too. Suddenly Luis' body shuddered and he yelped. A wet spot began to rapidly spread across his once pristine-white briefs. The guys all laughed and yanked Luis' hands out of his briefs. They were covered with cum. They pulled his mouth off Michael's cock and made him lick one of his cum-covered hands. They put the other hand up to Michael's mouth and made the buzzed stud suck the cum from it. The room was filled with of laughter and the flashes of cameras. Then they switched the guys' positions, making Michael suck off Luis and cream his own briefs. Each of the guys in the room, including Rico, had taken a Viagra a few minutes earlier, not wanting to miss the upcoming fuck-fest. Michael and Luis were pulled to their feet and their cum-soaked underwear yanked off. Instead of being discarded, it was put on their heads like a hat. In addition, Michael and Luis were each given an ordorizer mask, placed around their necks on a long chain. As Luis and Michael were being passed around like a couple of whores at a frat party, the current "owner" would have the opportunity to make them inhale poppers (or take a hit himself). There were eight chairs and eight horny guys with huge erections, all waiting a turn at the two drugged out studlets. Rico went first. He stood up and pulled Luis to him, front to front. He gave Luis a long kiss on the lips and sat down quickly, impaling the handsome Italian's virgin ass. "Aaaahhh.... owwww..." Luis began to cry out, but Rico quickly clamped the popper mask over his face and let the fumes fuck with his head. Luis' moans of pain began to sound more like moans of pleasure as Rico bobbed him up and down on his cock, fucking away. He pulled the popper mask away. Luis' eyes were rolled up and you could see the whites of his eyes. His mouth was hanging open and he was babbling. But he wasn't resisting. Rico continued to fuck him and pretty soon Luis began to cum. Rico aimed Luis' cock at his chest and body and jerked it as the big stud shot his hot, sticky load all up his chest, onto his face, and into his hair. Everybody laughed as Luis was passed to Tony, his chest and face dripping with cum. Tony didn't bother giving Luis any poppers, he just shoved his dick up his ass and began to pump away. Rico took Michael next. Poor pretty boy Michael. He was totally beyond comprehension, but seemed to jolt back to reality when Rico's cock entered his ass. "Noooo...." he screamed as the popper mask was placed over his face. Within seconds the screams turned to moans and his body went somewhat limp. Rico laughed and continued to fuck Michael. He hadn't cum when Luis was on his lap and he decided to keep Michael as his lap fuck until he came up the hottie's tight shit chute. Even after Michael creamed himself, Rico continued to fuck him. Finally the Latino stud's body began to shudder and a whimper escaped his lips. "Oooohhh.... oooooohhh...." he cooed as he shot a huge load up Michael's ass. He laughed as he pushed the fucked out cop off his lap, cum dripping from his ass. Tony, who had by now passed Luis on to Rafael, picked up Michael and began to fuck him. This went on until each guy got his turn to fuck both Michael and Luis. By now the two cops were babbling incoherently and their dicks, raw and red from over use, were barely dribbling. The whole scene had been captured on video from multiple angles. But it wasn't over yet. Rico had one more humiliation planned. He forced Luis down on all fours and stuck a thick, slicked up dildo up his ass. A vibrating dildo. He turned it on and everybody laughed while Luis's head bobbed up in down in rhythm with the buzzing fuck tool jammed up his ass. They put a dildo-shaped gag on Michael and stood him in front of Luis, slipping his long, still erect cock into Luis' drooling mouth. Then they let the two incoherent, drugged out studs go at it. Before long Michael was fucking Luis' face more than Luis was sucking Michael's cock. Neither guy knew what he was doing, and this made Rico even hotter. He couldn't stand it any longer. He shoved down his jeans and boxers and got behind Michael. With one quick thrust, he impaled his 9-inch, uncut cock into Michael's twitching hole. Michael didn't even cry out. It was quite a site to behold. There was Luis, down on all fours, his ass getting reamed by an electric dildo while his pretty face was getting fucked by his best friend. And speaking of his best friend, there he was fucking his best friend's mouth while getting plowed up the ass himself. Still not content, Rico instructed Tony to put nipple clamps and cock rings onto both studs. By now the two had been fucked so much their assholes were stretched and dripping with cum. Dozens and dozens of pictures of all different kinds had been taken with digital cameras and uploaded onto a computer in the room, and more than four hours of video had been shot. It was getting late and Rico knew that both Luis and Michael had to work the next afternoon so he decided to let them go. Rico put their underwear back on them, not bothering to even dress them in their uniforms. The drugs were starting to wear off and Luis especially was beginning to resist and curse. "I'm gonna get you, you fuckin' spic," he said as Rico fondled his dick through his cum-dried briefs. Luis tried to hit him, but Tony and Rafael had his arms pinned. Luis looked over at Michael. The poor blond stud looked like he was in shock. He was practically limp. "You're gonna pay for this, Rico," Luis threatened. "Shut the fuck up, you asshole," Rico said. "You know you're a hell of a lot more fun when you're fucked up. And getting fucked." He laughed at his own joke. Martin took the bottle of chloroform and poured a good amount on to two white cloths. He handed one to Tony and the other to Rico. "Say goodnight again, boys," Rico said, as he and Tony placed the cloths over their faces. With all the drugs they'd ingested and all the punishment they'd gone through, it didn't take long before both Luis and Michael passed out cold. Rico and Tony put them into the back seat of Michael's truck and got in to drive them back to their house. Rafael followed in his car. Fifteen minutes later Rico, Tony and Rafael were backing out of Luis and Michael's driveway. They put the truck into the garage and had taken the two unconscious studs into the house, where they had put them into their beds. The next morning Luis woke up with a splitting headache. As his thoughts began to come together he sat up quickly, relaxing only when he realized that he was in his own bed. It was over. He had been given so much drugs and chloroform that he felt sick and considered calling into work sick. But he didn't start his shift until 4:00 p.m. and it was only 8:30 a.m. He threw back his blankets and got out of bed. His underwear was stained and crusted with dried cum and piss. He stripped them off, tossed them into the trashcan in his bathroom, and hopped into the shower. For the next twenty minutes he let the hot water cascade over his sore body, washing away all the fuck slop from those rapists. He tried not to think of what he did, but he couldn't help it. He had fucked Michael. His best friend. He'd been drugged and drunk but still... he'd fucked a guy! The thought of it made him sick and he vomited in the shower. Right there, as he watched his puke run down the drain, he decided to put the whole incident behind him. It wasn't his fault. There was nothing he could've done. He motive now, was to find Rico and his fuckers and teach them a lesson. He turned off the water and stepped out, grabbing a towel. He looked at himself in the mirror. He looked like shit. He'd been kept awake for God knows how many hours before they finally chloroformed him, and there were dark circles under his eyes. He also noticed that his chest, stomach, arms and neck were covered with hickeys. Shit! He wrapped the towel around his waist and went back into his bedroom. As he dug through his dresser for a fresh pair of underwear he realized just how sore his ass was. How many times had he been fucked? Rico had even raped him with a dildo. Man, if he ever ran into that fucker he was gonna kill him. He pulled a clean pair of briefs on and winced as the soft cotton brushed up against his sore dick. He put on a pair of sweat pants and went to check on Michael. Michael was still sleeping, lying flat on his back, outstretched, his cum-soaked briefs almost transparent. Like Luis, he had also been fucked repeatedly and was covered with hickeys. Luis quietly walked over to where Michael was sleeping and gently shook his shoulder. Michael woke with a start, turning away and cringing at Luis' touch. "Hey, hey, buddy," Michael said reassuringly. "It's me, Michael. It's over, man. We're home." Michael grabbed the sheets and pulled them up over his near naked body. He was clearly (and understandably) embarrassed over the events of the past couple of days. He couldn't even look Luis in the face. "Why don't you take a shower," Luis suggested, speaking softly. "You'll feel better." "Y...y...yeah... I think you're right." He was about to get out of bed when he half-turned to Luis. "Could you go now?" he asked, his voice breaking. Luis could tell that Michael was on the verge of tears and felt badly for his friend. He wanted to put his hand on his shoulder to reassure him or to say something comforting, but what the hell do you say in a situation like that? It's not like Hallmark makes a fucking "Oh, I'm sorry you got gang-raped" card. "Sure, Michael," he said. "I'll see you in a bit." Luis went into the living room and turned on Sports Center. It was about 9:30 a.m. Michael didn't come out of his room until after 11:00 a.m., clearly still shaken up over the whole rape. "You wanna talk about it?" Luis asked. "I don't know what to say, but look, we went through the same thing. We didn't do anything wrong." Michael was fighting tears and his voice was breaking. "It's jus... I've ne... I'm not a fag, man!" "Neither am I!" Luis said. "We were fuckin' raped. Rico and his crew knocked us out, kidnapped us, fed us drugs and fuckin' raped us. There was nothing we could do. Just remember that, okay?" Michael nodded, still unable to look Luis straight in the face. "I'm sorry," he finally said. "What are you sorry for?" Luis said. "I'm sorry that I... that I... that I put my... and that I..." he couldn't continue and stood up to leave. Luis stood up, too. "Look, Michael," he said, as reassuringly as he could. "You don't have to say anything. I know that wasn't you and I know you know that wasn't me. As far as I'm concerned... we're cool. Why don't you go back to bed and get some more sleep. I'll wake you up in time for work." Michael smiled a weak thank you and went back to his room. Luis turned the TV up and tuned everything else out. Like he'd decided earlier: as far as he was concerned it was over. Well, mostly over. He'd caught up with a few of the guys from that night and had kicked the shit out of them, but he hadn't run across Rico... yet. But when he did.... It was about three weeks later and Luis was enjoying another long weekend. Michael had taken a few vacation days and had gone to Vegas with his girlfriend. It seemed like he was finally coming around, too. He hadn't said anything, but Luis knew Michael had been seeing a counselor. Which was good for him. Luis would never see a shrink. Hell no. Where he came from a man just didn't do that. But if Michael wanted to do it, hell, more power to him. Plus, it was doing Michael a lot of good. He was slowly turning back into the old Michael. It was 10:00 a.m. on a Saturday morning and Luis had been to the gym and back, showered and shaved, thrown on an old pair of sweats and had just finished breakfast. He had just turned on ESPN to catch the college football game when the doorbell rang. He got up off the couch and looked out the window in the door. There was some guy, he had to be at least 6'6" and 250 pounds, holding some sort of clipboard. He was wearing a uniform. Luis opened the door. "Can I help you?" he asked. He saw the delivery truck in the driveway. "Yeah," the guy said, looking at his clipboard. "I have a delivery for a Michael Sotello. Does he live here?" "Yeah, but he's outta town for a coupla days. I'm his roommate. You can leave it here if you want." The deliveryman nodded. "That'll be okay. I just gotta see some I.D. Company policy. Sorry." Luis shook his head. "Don't sweat it man. Just let me get my wallet. I'll be back in a sec." As Luis went to get his wallet the deliveryman went back to his van and began to load three large boxes onto a dolly. He wheeled them to the front porch and was about to lift the top box when Luis appeared with his I.D. "Holy shit," he said, "what the fuck did Michael order?" "Don't know," the guy said. He looked at the clipboard again. "Looks like some kinda entertainment center. Do you want me to carry it in the house for you?" "Yeah," Luis said. "But let me give you a hand." Together the two of them carried the three boxes up the stairs and into the living room. "I left my clipboard on the steps," the deliveryman said as Luis bent down to look at the boxes, reading what each was. "I'll be right back." The deliveryman stood in the front hallway and quietly closed the door. He took a small brown bottle of chloroform from his pocket, uncapped it and poured some of the liquid onto a white cloth. He silently crept back to the living room. Luis was still bent over inspecting the contents of the boxes. In a move that belied his height and size, the deliveryman was on Luis in a matter of seconds, kneeing the stud in the gut and knocking the wind out of him. "What the fuck....?" Luis coughed, struggling to catch his breath and crawling to his knees. The deliveryman shoved him on the floor and turned him onto his back. He straddled him, pinning his arms to his sides with his muscular legs. He shoved the chloroformed cloth under Luis' nose and held it tightly in place while the cop struggled. "Mmmmpppphhh.... mmmmppphhhh...." Luis moaned as the fumes began to take effect. He was just starting to slip away when he heard footsteps. He looked up and saw a man walk into the living room. It was Rico. The End.

Seattle- I’ve been chatting with a couple located on one of the islands in Puget Sound. Work schedules and timing have delayed a get together until last weekend. After a ferry ride and a pleasant drive, arrived at their place. Nice layout, water view, out buildings, hot tub. It was early afternoon so we hung out getting to know each other. These guys are in the 50’s decent shape…. their posted pic’s were accurate. We cooked dinner, lots of wine and by mid evening ended up in the hot tub. The three of us made out for a while, lots of kissing, sucking and fingering of assholes, the older of two suggested we move inside, he also said we could be joined at some point by a couple of friends and hope I didn’t mind. We made our way to one of the nearest building and went inside. This place was completely decked out for fucking with platforms, fuck bench and sling. The younger guy, Craig, short stocky with a cock to match, pushed is partner onto the platform and commenced to thoroughly eat his ass. I rammed by cock down the older guy’s throat without any resistance. The older partner, Larry, is around 6 foot, toned, average cock length with a really thick shaft and head. The scene got me horned up. I moved around to Craig’s ass and dove in. At first I could only taste chlorine but that quickly went way as I worked my tongue deep into his hole. We broke for a bit, Larry saying he hoped I planned on spending the night because the party is just getting started. Craig bought over a couple drinks, saying it was “special punch” created just for these times. Just then, two guys entered the building. Both around our age, one blonde average build his name was Mitch. The other was Jose and was built like Craig. Larry got two more drinks and Jose commented, “so it’s gonna be like this is it”. We all drank our beverages straight down and the two new comers stripped naked. I started getting warm allover and my dic felt rock hard. Jose came over and started making out with me then growled in my ear how he was going to fuck me and no amount of begging was going make him stop. The mood in the room changed from introductions and pleasantries to something primal. I remember hearing music playing in the background, the kind that you want to fuck to, the lighting was glowing red and I could smell poppers hanging in the air. Somehow I ended up on the platform on all fours, Jose was behind rimming me. Craig and Larry where taking turns eating out Mitch who was laying on his back a couple of feet away. Then I saw Craig unload a syringe into Mitch’s ass….moments later Mitch was begging to be fucked. Craig was first, sliding into Mitch and pumping his fact cock in and out of Mitch’s hole. Jose moved up behind me talking into my ear that I was next….just then I felt liquid shoot into my hole followed by a stinging sensation. This is it I thought, I know what is happening….I felt a rush followed by a flash of heat….then the incredible sensation/ craving of wanting to be fucked. Jose kept to his word. He moved around to my front and shoved his cock into my mouth. Jose was hung a good 71/2 inches and at least 3 inches thick around. I couldn’t speak only gag and grown. I looked up to see Jose hitting the poppers….one, two, three….four hits. He placed the brown bottle under by nose….take it deep he said, I’ll tell you when to stop. At this point I was completely fucked up and enjoying every minute. After my last hit Jose moved around back. His cock head teasing my hole. My head buried in the platform mattress I let out a muffled “FUCK ME”. Jose deep fucked me, repeatedly slamming his cock into my ass. I reared back with every thrust, precum leaking out of cock and soaking the mattress. In front of me Larry was fucking Craig, I inched my way forward craving Larry’s hole. Larry looked back and smiled, pulling out of Craig and shoving my face in Craig’s hole. His hole was hot, slimy and open tasting like cum. Jose was replaced by Mitch who started pumping my ass with short fast strokes. Jose moved over and replaced Larry…forcing his cock into Craig’s well fucked ass. Finally, Mitch pulled out and I rolled over onto my back. I’d come down from the intense high and was just kinda floating. I was by no means done with pigging out and was only getting started. For once I felt completely at ease, this is kind of sex I have always wanted to try. I spent my life on the side lines fearing what would happen or what I would become if I allowed myself to follow my base instincts. Tonight I was deprograming myself and there was no going back. I rolled off the platform, Jose was still pounding Craig ass. Larry and Mitch were standing in the back of the room and I moved in that direction. Larry looked at me asking how I was doing handing me a bottle of water. This is awesome I told him, not at all what I expected. Mitch just laughed saying, it never is. Craig and Jose finished up walking over, Larry tossing water to each of them. Larry reached around to feel Craig’s ass burring three fingers in his hole, both groaned. It was about 11:30 and break time. I need to take a piss, Larry brought me to the back side of a partition with two shower heads. The area was tiled with a drain in the middle of the floor, a toilet off to one side. Piss in the drain….or on me if you like. Larry got on his knees opening his mouth and started drinking. The others joined us, just watching. Larry held a mouthful of piss, stood up and kissed me forcing the fluid into my mouth. I didn’t recoil, I leaned in licking and lapping liquid from Larry’s mouth. Larry started knelling bring me with him, the other three guys surrounded us unleashing a torrent of piss on us. Larry and I made out as hot streams of piss filled our mouths and I gulped down all I could. We headed out to the hot tub. Craig bought a bong loaded with home grown weed, the variety was designed to make you horny. We passed it around and bullshitted some more. I found out Mitch is a retired fireman from the Midwest, Jose his partner works from home as a computer programmer. They’ve been together for 20 years moving to the island a couple of years ago. Larry and Craig have started and sold a number of successful business’ the lasted being a supplement company and are now starting a T-Shirt business. There was no pretense or bullshit from any of the guys’. I asked how they negotiated their arrangements and all four laughed. Mitch said he met Jose at a gay resort in Palm Springs, he’d been on his knees so long he was stuck to the floor. Jose quipped back to Mitch, yeh and you had 3 days of cum leaking out your ass. For Larry and Craig it was similar. They met at a weekend orgy and one thing led to another. They all agreed based on how they met they’d be setting the relationship up for failure by setting an expectation of no sex outside the relationship. Larry views his relationship with Craig as monogamous; finances, emotional support the household responsibilities all come first. Jose and Mitch agreed, relating a time when Jose was on his way to Portland for a weekend of whoring when Mitch’s mother passed away. He never left the airport, rebooked a flight and met his partner in the Midwest to take care of family. In the end they all concluded that relationship was the most important thing and being pigs was one of the elements making the relationship worthwhile. Finally, Larry said enough, telling the group he needs to get fucked and hopped out of the Jacuzzi. Larry was chest down ass up on the fuck bench. He was holding the brown bottle to his nose inhaling deeply. I bent down gently licking his hole hearing soft whimpers coming from Larry. I slicked up his hole, stood up and gently but deliberately inched my cock in. Craig walked up behind me and placed the poppers under my nose. Fuck him deep, Craig said, pound him hard, that’s how he likes it. I continued fucking when Craig unexpectly shoved his cock up my ass. That was it, I could hold off. My balls went tight and I unloaded in Larry, my body tensing, clamping onto Craig’s cock forcing him to explode a load deep into my guts. Soaked in sweat I staggered over and collapsed onto the platform with Mitch wasting no time in eating Craig’s load out of my ass. That’s how the rest of the night went, I lost track of the number of loads taken and given. It was bliss…fucking, felcthing, sucking. I knew there was no going back. The next morning, we were all standing in the kitchen drinking coffee. Larry looked at the three and stated, I think he passed. All three nodded in agreement. Jose said, you are in the group. Okay…. Jose went on, last night was nothing. Larry and Craig host a complete and utter fuck fest a couple of times year. It’s by invite only and the attendees are hand pick. Mitch nodded his head out the window in the direction of another out building. The party is held in the barn/ bunk house. Larry continued. The individuals are screened to make sure they are compatible with the spirit of the party. We have guys of all shapes and sizes. Anything goes expect blood and scat. Drug use is out in the open and you can’t say no to getting fucked. It truly is a free for all. We cap the number of invitees to 35, we never have any cancellations; oh and we bring in a dozen or so porno guys just cause. So if your interested the next one is in three weeks here on the property, it starts Saturday afternoon and ends some time on Monday so you might want to take a vacation day. I’m in. On the drive home I thought, there really is no going back. Sitting in the car on the ferry, I clenched my hole feeling the dull ache, clench release, clench release….dam I am leaking pre-cum.

Was in a hotel for work and eager to get my hole filled so I was on Grindr, A4A, Craigslist, and Growlr all at the same time. A top started chatting with me on Grindr and I knew that he was in the hotel for the same conference I was but I didn't care. Slipped on a hood and invited him over. He insisted that we play safe. I really wanted another load. But, I figured at least I could get fucked. So I asked him to leave the use bag on the sink so that after he left I could eat his load. He agreed to do that. So, I prepped the same way I did earlier for my first fuck of the day: After the usual cleaning out I fill the enema bottle with about 1/4 cup mineral oil and squirt that up inside. I like doing that because I figure if I ever find a horsehung man I want to make sure I'm able to satisfy him. So this guy comes in, my head is covered. I can hear him rip open the condom wrapper (I later found it on the floor). And he starts fucking me. After a while of a good fuck he nuts and hops off me. I can hear him mutter "Shit. It broke." Then he freaked out and ran out the door. LOL The mineral oil must have work through the rubber. So I got what I wanted anyway!

FT. LAUDERDALE - Last night was incredible! I love living down here! A guy on BBRT had posted his address and told anyone that wanted to come breed him to look for a silk tie over his door handle and if it was there he was open for loads. I went 3 different times to breed him and each time I was sharing his cummy pussy with other tops! The first time I was there I was load #5. I have no idea how many loads he had by the third time I bred him!? When I left there I signed onto Grindr and got hit up by an anonymous cumdump that was 4 minutes away. Apparently he was sucking the cock of the guy who was whoring him out and this would be a totally anonymous pump & dump. He sent an ass pic and I was intrigued. When I arrived it was even better than I imagined. Sexiest little twink body I've seen in a long time and in the perfect position.... ass up, face down, sucking the cock of his buddy. I bred him and left. What a night!

Got a text from the new guy from a few days ago. The one who I thought had problems cumming but made me cum handsfree doing so. Got my number from the other guy. He liked my hole and wanted a repeat if I was up to it. And a repeat it was. Guy went on and on and on. Made me cum already, my legs started to hurt and I finally begged him to cum. Afterwards he said he likes fucking even better than cumming. He gets off on seeing his bottom squirm, moan and begging for his load until they can't take anymore. Said he trained himself to control his orgasm because once he cums he is done. No sloppy seconds, takes too much time before he can go again. Said he can fuck for hours and he loves it. Well, it wasn't hours, not even one I think, but it felt like it. This guy is a keeper! Thick 6" and big balls too. He is partnered but he said they don't have sex anymore so he fucks around when he's horny. Doesn't live to far away either! I have a feeling I will seeing more of him. So first I have a dry spell for far too long (for my taste anyway) and then I get dicked several times in a few days ;-)

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.

Firstly, this is a true story although I might have changed a few names and to make it read OK, I can’t remember all the conversations so a bit of poetic license. The picture on my profile is me, hello, and I’m athletically fit and work out regularly with a good firm stomach and defined six pack. I’ve also got a nice eight inch uncut cock and smooth bubble butt (which I keep hairless as I love a smooth ass). I’m 31 and HIV positive and have been since November 2013 but my conversion was not an accident, rather it came about because I wanted to get bred in style, so to speak, and I specifically hoped I would to convert after playing at a BB party which was held in early August, 2013, and which was specifically hosted for those chasing. The party had been organised by Jeremy, (Jez), a 46 year old positive guy living in Acton in West London who advertised the party on BBRT. His profile specifically stated he was positive and that he had a high viral load. If you’ve ever requested a party invitation on BBRT you’ll know that if the guy isn’t online he may take some time to come back to you. So it was on this occasion. Although when I sent my request, there were already 30 odd guys who were listed as going. Perusing the list showed guys ranging in age from 24 to 56 and since this is the real world, they weren’t all super fit studs, (sadly) or more-or-less those with whom I would want to play, but there were definitely a few guys on there that floated my boat. One in particular, a 32 year old muscle hunk named Jamie was certainly fucking hot and dangerously positive. The party requirements were for neg bottom or versatile guys and for ideally poz guys with high viral load. Undetectable guys would be invited if there was space. The poz guys also needed to be top or versatile. The party acceptance list showed that there were about 16 poz guys going and 14 neg or no status on their profile, which, of course, could mean more poz guys. Either way it looked like good odds to get knocked up. And to me, well I’m a gay guy living in London. I moved here when I was in my late teens for University and ended up staying as I love the place. Not to mention it is great for a single gay slut boy like myself who needs it as often as he can and as dirty as he can, although to be fair I’d become more and more depraved as I gotten older. I’d been barebacking totally since I was 25 having had a few fuck buds I’d do it with before then. Then I just realised I loved it raw so sauna sex became all the easier as no one really bothered with rubber in there anyway. God knows how I managed to stay neg until 29, but I did. And I knew I had taken poz loads. In fact on those few occasions where I was being fucked by a guy who had either told me upfront that he was poz, or who was sporting the bio hazard tattoo, the sex was more thrilling than any I had had before. The thrill came from the specific danger that the top could change my life for ever. It was why I knew I needed to be pozzed: so I could breed too. A few days before the party, I still not had received an acceptance to my request, and I seriously thought about cancelling my request as I was playing over the likely scenario in my mind, which led to the question 'What the fucking hell was I doing?' But I didn’t cancel and the day before the party I (and another 20 or so guys) received an acceptance, so the prospective headcount was somewhere around 50 guys with the result I found myself hoping the host had a big house. Naturally I looked over the list of attendees, and to my pleasure I found quite a few by whom I wanted to be fucked. The guys ranged in age from 20 to 60, and about 60% were listed as poz, which led me to think 'We neg boys are gonna be fucked to death. Literally'. The party was an overnight affair starting on Saturday afternoon and finishing Sunday afternoon and so the day of the party I made sure my man cunt was douched thoroughly, and I also pre-stretched, using my biggest dildo. I took the tube and arrived at the party house at 2:00 PM, an hour before the official starting time of 3:00 PM. The party house was a huge Victorian semi-detached villa with at least four floors that I could see from the street. As I approached I found several other early arriving guests who were being checked-in by a man who was ticking off names on a clipboard. Although I had downed a couple of beers before I left my house, I sensed a bit of awkwardness, so I specifically greeted the guys who were waiting in line. The guy at the door was a cute lad, mid 20’s, athletic and dressed in shorts only so you could see his nice smooth chest and pert little nipples. He was friendly with a nice smile. “Profile name?” he asked, looking me over. “I’m Adame24” I said and he looked at his clipboard. “Yep got you” he said ticking my name off. “Neg boy” he said, smiling back at me. “Not for long, I hope,” I replied, returning his smile. “Make your way in and you’ll find the dining room on the left is the locker room. Take you kit off and store your clothing in a bag then head to the lounge. It’s naked only” he instructed. “Thanks” I replied stepping past him into the hallway. “I’ll check you out later” he said, winking at me. I grinned back as I walked through the door he had identified. I presumed from his last statement he was poz and without a doubt I looked forward to taking his load. I found three other guys getting undressed as I entered and they all looked at me and grinned as I started removing clothes. I followed the guys down the hall and towards the music and chatter. The house was very big and entering the lounge it seemed long and vast and quite full of naked guys. Even allowing for the fact that the party had 50 acceptances, you could reasonably expect some wouldn’t turn up but I’d have to say there was over 40 guys there. I didn’t really know where to go at first but I saw a large table set up with drinks so headed for it, and in route I got quite a few glances from the guys, even if when squeezing past the men, my cock was somewhat timid, even if I would say even if flaccid my cock was still impressive. There were all sorts of guys here and I scanned around looking for Jamie. I hadn’t yet seen him but I did spot a few other muscled up lads, the younger guys weren’t bad either especially one who looked like a teenager and was getting plenty of stares. Some of the older guys too were doing it for me although there were some that had plainly gone to seed but none were really fat so I guessed our host had been picky in his acceptances. I felt my ass being handled and turned to see a guy of my age, he had shaved head and short stubbly beard but his bod was as taught as mine. He was hot and, judging by his semi-erect cock, he had a big one. “Hey fella” he remarked in what sounded to be an Australian accent. “Hi, you okay?” I asked as I turned to face him. “That’s one fine ass,” he replied, grinning broadly. “Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself.” “You chasing?” “I am," I replied with a smile. “Superb, mate,” he said. I notice his cock was swelling-up as we talked. “You?” I asked suspecting he was about to say what I wanted to hear. “No mate, I’m gifting” he answered, giving me a welcoming smile. I smiled while my cock got hard. Before we could do anything about it the music suddenly went silent and someone cleared his throat loudly. “Guys could I have your attention please.” I looked over as the naked bodies parted to show our host, Jez, stark naked too with a massive dick hanging between a reasonably toned body. He was a fine looking Daddy type with nice pecs and some chest hair. “Guys, welcome to my house. I’m Jez and I’ve organised this weekend’s soirée to help out a few of my negative friends and also some of my positive ones. Firstly, I love breeding and here tonight are 28 like minded guys who love to breed and pass on their DNA.” There was a few ripples of nervous laughter as he paused. “We are also joined by 16 negative boys who are totally fucked up presumably and chasing positive loads,” he continued again with a smattering of laughter. “So for the rules. You may use all but the very top floor which is roped off. All the rooms and beds are made for whatever depraved fucking you want to get up to. If you’re into piss could you do that in the bathrooms and please, no scat tonight.” He said looking towards two guys who looked away at his stare. Presumably he knew something about them we didn’t. “There’s lube all-round the house and anyone found using a condom will be asked to politely fuck off. You'll find drinks in this room and also you’ll find a stash of Viagra, poppers, tooth brushes and weed in here. If you’ve got anything harder then please feel free although please don’t burn my house down. There are towels in all the bathrooms and please shower as often as you want. We have food in the kitchen so help yourself.” “So the main event: all you neg guys are bottom or versatile so please pick up a red arm band from the table so we know who you are. Everyone else is obviously a top. And so you know, every top is not only positive but has a high viral load. A few boys clinically have AIDs. There are no undetectable guys here. Neg boys, make sure you try and take everyone’s load before you revisit guys again. You can’t refuse a cock either so get pissed and high and get horny for us breeders. Dirtier the better please. Some of us tops are versatile and I can understand a top taking cock while waiting for his erection to 'recharge', but make sure you're a top, make sure you take cock from the versatile neg boys so as not to waste any charged loads on a poz lad. Finally, tonight is about converting 16 neg fuckers into breeders. We have our duty cut out for us, boys, so let’s get dirty.” With that he finished his introductory speech and there was a polite round of applause and cheers. I turned back to the table and saw a pile of red arm bands. Slowly guys were picking them up and I did too wearing it on my right arm, my badge of shame. Negative and ready to be deflowered. The Aussie top grabbed my ass again and turning we kissed hard as he gripped my now erect cock. “Let’s find some space” he said, pulling me by my cock. He tugged me, letting go as we made our way passed bodies to an inviting leather chair in the corner. Aussie sat down and with his now erect 7 inches of thick cock pointing up he pulled me down and we kissed again. He started to jack my cock but I went down on him and took him fully in my mouth devouring his thick manhood. I licked the precum off and worked him hard while he moaned and pushed my head down hard, face fucking me a little. After a while he told me he wanted to fuck me so I swivelled round taking some lube and fingering it up my hole and smearing his cock. I slowly lowered myself down onto him as he sat there. He pushed up to meet my cunt and I felt his cock slowly penetrate my ring. I’d stretched my hole well today so I easily slid down his dick feeling him inside me. I started to lift up then dropped back down as I felt him meet my rising and falling. His cock felt good and my own banged against my stomach as I fucked him, sniffing on a bottle of poppers. We did this for a few minutes but I wanted to kiss my top so I got off, turned and knelt my legs either side of him and slid back down onto him again. Now I could kiss him which we immediately did and Aussie boy started fucking me. It felt so good being fucked and I steadied myself on the arms of the chair as he plowed my cunt. He was grunting louder and louder, “You want my poz load bitch?” he grunted through thrusts. “Fuck me, poz me “, I moaned back. He suddenly went into overdrive and fucked me fast and deep before I felt him slow and groan loudly. He held me hard on his shaft as I felt his cock twitch in me. His highly toxic load was pumping deep in my guts. We kissed hard while he kept his cock inside me making sure I got every drop. Finally we broke the kiss and I got off him. I could feel drips coming down my leg and reaching down I wiped it up with my hand. Looking at the liquid on my fingers I licked them clean savouring his and my juices. “Dirty bitch” he said grinning at me. “Fuck you later” and with that he got up and walked off. I got back to the table and watched a number of guys fucking before I saw my next breeder coming towards me. It was a younger guy of early twenties and he wasn’t what you’d call fit but he was good looking and smooth. His cock looked to be 6 inches or so and quite thick. “Follow me” he said, which I did obligingly We walked out the lounge and upstairs, I could hear fucking going on everywhere with moans, grunts, smacking and screams audible from every direction. My next top led me to a small room which had two floor mats. Two guys were already on one fucking like mad and he pulled me down on the other. No small talk, he knew what he wanted and pushed me on my back, lifting my legs up to expose my hole. He had lubed his cock and was plunging it into me within moments. I lay back watching him fuck me, his face was emotionless and he stared into my eyes pumping in and out of me. I grabbed his face and pulled it down and we kissed hard, our tongues dueling together.“Fuck me baby.” I moaned at him biting his bottom lip. He doubled his efforts and was hammering away at me for ages. The two guys besides us had obviously cum and they got up only to be replaced by another couple. Usually I like plenty of positions if I’m being fucked this long but he seemed to like missionary best and after a while I could sense he was close. “You want my toxic cum?” he asked me through gritted teeth. “Yes baby” I replied “Breed me” He pumped what must have been a heavy load in my ass as he came with a long, loud moan, cumming hard. I could feel him inside me. We lay together for a few more minutes, his heart was pumping so fast and his cock stayed inside my cunt. Finally he got of me and without a kiss said, “Thanks” and left the room. I felt like such a slut but to the side I could see the two guys in their thirties fucking missionary too. I lay still and watched the guy on his back getting fucked and he saw me grinning with beckoning eyes. I moved over and we started kissing while the top was fucking him. He tasted of smoke but it was hot to French kiss him while his ass hole was being invaded by another lad. I heard the door open and looking up another guy had poked his head round, he saw my available ass hole and was down with me in moments. I carried on kissing the guy and felt my legs being lifted and a new cock invading my hole. This felt bigger and I turned to look at the guy now about to fuck me, he was 40's, OK build, bit hairy but clearly a good size cock on him. He also had a few bruises on his skin and deep sores which I guessed could mean he was one of the guys with Aids. I turned back to the lad being fucked and we continued kissing as I felt the first thrusts in me. For a few minutes we were both being fucked and I carried on with the hottie while being fucked by the older guy. The guy fucking him suddenly started groaning and slowed as he was clearly cumming in the guy’s ass. He grinned at us both and after a few moments pulled out and got up. The guy stayed on his back and pulled me into another kiss as my ass was getting a serious pounding now. This guy was doing a good job of stretching me and I was really enjoying his efforts. Finally after a few more minutes he started to slow and moan and looking round he came in me. I could feel his cock twitch as he dumped his load. “I hope you like Aids” he said as he pulled out of me. I looked round and thanked him as he left the two of us. “Lick me out” the guy lying next to me said. I grinned and went down on his sloppy ass hole, it was quite full of spunk and there was blood mixed in the residue dripping out. I feltched the guy. I do love licking loads out of used sloppy ass holes. He must have had a few loads in there as I got quite a mouth full. I didn’t swallow immediately and we ended up snowballing the toxic spluge together and sharing. “Do me” I said and he did the same for me, licking me clean. Again we kissed and snowballed. “You just bottom?” he said finally breaking the kiss. “No I top too” I said grinning back. “Cool lets meet later I’d love you inside me” he said and with that we kissed and got up, looking for more poz boys. I went back to the lounge and grabbed another beer, there were less guys in here now but still plenty of fucking going on. I grabbed another bottle of poppers and a tooth brush. The latter was there to rough the anal passage up so we’d bleed and help the virus invade our blood stream. I needed to know tonight was worth it so I decided to make certain. The rest of the afternoon and evening blurred into a right royal fuck session with various highs and a few lows. The highs were getting double penetrated by the host and his fuck slut boyfriend who turned about to be the fit lad on the door I’d met earlier. They were really hot and stretched me so wide on their big double bed. I got fucked by a nice toned black guy while I took a quick shower and was happy to down a few guys piss while they came in to use the toilet. Black cock fucking my ass and guys depositing their piss in my mouth. Of course I did get a bit spit roasted too. But the pièce de résistance came around 11pm when Jamie suddenly honed into view. I hadn’t seen this fucking stud all night so maybe he turned up late but he saw me, came straight towards me, grabbed me and we were kissing hard without saying a word to each other. His muscular arms were gripping me hard. I could feel his fat dick between us. “Come” he said in a deep voice. I got dragged to a bedroom and luckily the bed had just been vacated so he threw me backwards on the wet sheets. He pulled my legs up and went down on my exposed sloppy ass hole. His tongue was inside me faster than a ferret up a drain pipe. He was eating me out so good, with fingers invading me too. I wanked my cock as he rimmed me. Finally he came up for air, pulled me towards him roughly and then spat the spludge into my face and mouth. Then started licking it off before kissing me hard again. We shared it between us but this guy was in total control and was holding me down as he kissed me. He bit my lip too and was on my nipples painfully biting them. I like rough but this guy was going to be leaving marks, I could tell. His fat dick kept banging my stomach and I was so horny to feel it inside me but Jamie was in control of me. I gripped his tight and pert bum cheeks forcing him down onto me and lifting my legs to expose my cunt to his cock. He didn’t need asking twice, he pulled up, grabbed my legs and pushed them towards my chest, then aimed his fat dick at my hole and pushed straight in. He didn’t even wait and luckily I was loose enough to accommodate him, just. He still hurt though and I actually screamed out. “Shut it bitch” he commanded and I fell silent and bit my lip. He went into hammer drive pretty quickly too and was fucking me deep and fast. I just about kept up but since he was slapping my face and squeezing my throat, slowly shutting of my oxygen, I had other things to think about too. I was so turned on and honestly a little scared but too horny to care. He kept on plowing my ass hard and although I was having difficulty drawing breath I was enjoying it so much. He finally let go of my throat so I could breathe then pulled out. Flipped me over on my front and dragged me onto all fours towards his cock then plowed back into me and carried on fucking me. He got deeper if anything and I was in heaven as he hit all my spots. I heard the door open and some guys came in but Jamie told them to watch only or fuck off. It seemed I was his bitch and he didn’t want to share. The guys stayed and watched Jamie continued to pummel my cunt and was slapping my ass so hard, I knew I’d have hand marks for weeks. No word of a lie, over the next hour ish, he fucked me in so many positions taking ages to cum. He was amazing and just kept going, we did get a bit of an audience although I noticed it turned into guys fucking around us. When he eventually came I was riding him on his back as he practically pulled my nipples off. He groaned loudly as he pumped his jizz in me and I crashed down on his cock to squeeze every drop out of him. It was the most amazing fuck and honestly he’s up there as one of the best tops I ever fucked. A real stallion. I collapsed on top of his sweaty body and lay there feeling him breathing fast. He pulled my face to his and we kissed long and hard again. Now that he’d cum he’d turned into a lover boy and we lay kissing for ages, feeling each other. Finally I got off his dick which was still in me. He was still hard too but the rules said we had to take cock from everyone before repeats. I must admit I was ready to go again but he pushed me off and said later. I was a bit disappointed but only for a micro second as two other guys were clambering on the bed next to me and were clearly about to rape me too. I kept fucking until about 5am but there were a few guys flagging by now with couples snoozing together after presumably fucking first. I think I’d had about 15 loads by now and had cum a few times. I’d used the tooth brush to rough up my ass a couple of times too or if truth be told I’d used any I found lying around of which they all had blood on them already. My cunt was certainly loose and sore by now but I saw a space on the settee in the lounge and sat down for a quick nap. No sooner had I closed my eyes than my cock was being sucked and looking down I saw the guy I’d feltched earlier staring up at me with his lips round my shaft. He had a couple of fingers in my cunt too but I knew he wanted to ride me and after a while of sucking me he knelt over me and slid down on my cock. I hadn’t topped all night so it felt great to fuck him. We kissed loads and I liked gripping his throat and squeezing as I tweaked his nipples hard. He didn’t complain and we fucked for ages. I got him on all fours at one point and was slapping his ass with gay abandon. After finally dumping my load down his throat, as he wanted to taste me, we collapsed in a hot sweaty mass and ended up sleeping together for a while. I woke up with him at 8 and he kissed me and left to find someone else to breed him. I got some quick breakfast and couldn’t even manage that without getting a blow job from a cute 20 year old lad who was neg too. I told him to take his arm band off and we found a spot so I could fuck him, he was just too cute to resist. The rest of the morning I needed to make sure I got a few more loads and I couldn’t remember everyone who’d fucked me (with a few exceptions) so I just took what came my way. Now that’s a real slut for you! I took another six loads by midday but there was a definite air of finality by now as I suspected the tops were tiring and so by 2pm Jez called to everyone to come back to the lounge and slowly guys did. “OK guys, we’ll call it a day. All you neg boys please let me know your test results and I’ll post to everyone to see how many we converted. I hope you all get what you deserve you dirty fuckers” he said grinning. There was another round of applause and that was that. So here’s the thing, I know I took two dirty loads a week before the party. Yep I should probably have said that at the beginning but in my book it was this party that changed my life. Three weeks later I actually got fuck flu which I thought was a myth but I was ill for a week and sweated so bad. My glands were swollen for ages, I just couldn’t get right. I got tested in October and got a text message from the clinic on November 12th 2013 to say I was positive. Epilogue – Happy to say I met up with Jamie again and again and again. He’s so fucking hot. I’m also breeding my pretty little ass off although I’m currently undetectable.

Chapter 1: THE BLACK ALPHA It all started about a year ago. I was visiting some family in the Bible Belt and was bored so I turned on Grindr. I filtered for all the usual: tall, black, muscular. I've always had a thing for black guys. They tend to be so masculine, with an attitude that makes me go crazy, and God do they know how to fuck. Of course in a rural area that meant most of the guys popping up were far away. That's when I saw him, or his profile pic at least. He was tall (6'4"), a few years older than me (29), and had one of the hottest profile pics I've ever seen - shirtless, huge chest and arms, swollen like a serious weightlifter but not super toned like the usual gym queens I find in Miami, a little fur on his chest, and a light glisten of sweat. I though for sure he wouldn't be sexually interestedin me. I mean I'm 6'2", white, blue eyes, cute face, nice round butt, but I'm just naturally thin and smooth, not muscular or toned enough to grab the attention of most muscular gods. But I've always found that big muscular black guys are into guys like me, so I messaged him: "what's up?" He told me he was bored at work (as a cop), so we chatted for what seemed like forever. He told me about his career, his college years, how he'd always lived in the Deep South but wanted to move, he was bi, loved drinking and playing shooter games online all night. We will call him John. He just oozed the sexiest confident masculinity in everything he said without sounding like he was bragging, from how he described himself as mercilessly competitive when playing sports with his bros to how most straight and bi guys he'd been with turned into bottoms for him. He never got sexual with me or indicated he was interested in more than friendly chat, which just made me want him even more. He sent me another pic with his face. He was perfection. He had a big, strong jaw, beautiful eyes, a smile that could melt panties right off. He was build like a linebacker (he was a jock in school), with big arms, massive shoulders, a wide chest, and massive muscular legs. That night I jerked off looking at his pic. And the night after. CLOSE BUT JUST BEING TEASED After that we became friends. Every few weeks, I would drive up to spend a few days hanging with him and crashing on his couch. He could obviously tell that I was infatuated with him. It was like he taunted me with it. he would go for a run and come back shirtless, dripping in sweat, with his basketball shorts clinging to the outline of one of the biggest dicks I'd ever seen (he never wore underwear). I'm usually not into body odor at all, but every once in a while you find that guy who's pheromones just click with yours in such a way that his sweat is the biggest turn on. He was that to me. I was almost disgusted by myself for how much the smell of his sweat made my knees weak. Something he clearly picked up on, as he would often jokingly leave his sweat soaked shorts on the couch pillow I slept on. During the day we would chill, play Call of Duty, drink, hit the gym (being around him gave me the overwhelming urge to try to get into shape to get his attention), or just hang at a local pool so he could show off his insane body for all the hot chicks and dudes there. He had such confidence in public it was almost nauseating to watch. He would just walk up to any hot person he wanted and they'd be all over him. He collected numbers like it was nothing. At night he would usually have a few of his very straight bros over (he wasn't out as bi to anyone except the guys he fucked) and we would drink beer and play Call of Duty late into the night. It was crazy how masculine thy all were. It was like being in a wet dream: 4-5 huge black jocks getting drunk and shouting obscenities at each other as they played their shooter game. Usually one night each trip, we would also go out to a local bar (he lived in a moderately sized southern city so there were plenty of bars). We would drink beer and he would find some hot chick to blatantly hit on or some hot jock to inconspicuously seduce. He never missed his mark. If there wasn't any decent tail at the bar, he would just hit up Grindr and have some hot dude meet up with us for a few drinks. Either way, there was always someone going home with him other than me. I would crash on the couch and have to hear him drunkenly fucking the life out of someone in his room. They were never quiet. His grunting was like listening to an animal mauling its prey. The bed always sounded like it was going to snap in half, or break through the wall. I would usually close my eyes and jerk off to his grunting, my nose buried in the couch pillow inhaling deeply the smell of the sweat that had soaked into it from his basketball shorts. His tricks never stayed for long, but he always came so loud that I had plenty of time to clean myself off before the bedroom door opened for his truck of the night to leave. It was the sickest form of torture, watching every worthless slut in town get him. Even though they didn't appreciate what a god he was, or how lucky they were for the opportunity to be used for his pleasure. He must have known what that did to me. The way he would smirk at me, standing naked in the door of his room, as his trick let him/herself out, like he got off on teasing me. Still, those brief glimpses of his perfect form, naked, sweat pouring off him, his swollen, slightly fury chest heaving deeply from the exertion of nearly breaking his bed in half... it was enough to make everything worth it - like meeting God and realizing you are just a small part of his plan. The next morning I would find 2 or 3 used Magnum condoms casually thrown on the floor of the bathroom, each filled with what looked like a week's worth of cum. This was him teasing me again. Jesus could that man shoot a huge load. It always took every ounce of self control not to eat his loads straight out of those condoms, and I hated myself for wanting it so bad. THE MOMENT MY LIFE BEGAN After nearly a year, John and I had settled into a routine. It was so comfortable being around him when we were alone together on my weekend trips to see him. We talked about almost everything (except for my obvious overwhelming love for him), and I realized we had become each other's best friend. Sitting around playing Call of Duty and drinking beer with him had become the highlight of my month. I felt so close to him that it didn't matter whether I would ever have him in a sexual way. Just being a part of his life was all I needed. I still couldn't help getting submissive around him. I would regularly clean his house and do his laundry when I was over (it was clear no one did much of that when I wasn't around). I would put away the prescription bottles for his meds (pain meds for an old sports injury and such) when he left them out on the bathroom counter. When we were hanging out, I would almost reflexively get up to get him another beer when he finished his last one. He once mentioned to me that he wanted to eat healthier, so I started learning how to cook healthy stuff for him. It wasn't anything huge or fancy, I was hardly a professional maid service, but it was just some way for me to contribute to his happiness - which, in turn, brought me happiness. One Saturday, John decided we would stay in and drink with his buddies. He invited over the usual crowd. Me and 5 huge black jocks sat around drinking beer, playing Call of Duty, and cursing each other out when we lost. By 3am, we were all more than a little buzzed and tired. His friends all took Ubers home. I was picking up plates, beer bottles, etc., and carrying them to the kitchen. That's when it happened. I felt his hand grab my ass. He had never once touched me in a sexual way. He had never even so much as explicitly flirted with me or even insinuated he wanted to fuck me. I was so shocked I almost dropped an armful of beer bottles onto the tile. I couldn't move or even think. He moved up closer till he was pressing against me. I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck. I dropped the dishes and bottles from my hands onto the counter. In his typical low, rough voice, he said it: "You finally ready to be my bitch?" Over a year of fantasizing and yet I can't even put into words how unprepared I was for this moment. "Wha-what?" I finally managed to stammer out. Before I could respond further, his hand was down the back of my pants. Two of his fingers probing between my ass cheeks. I was suddenly in a blind panic. NO! This wasn't how it was supposed to be. I wasn't ready. I wasn't good enough yet. I hadn't spent nearly enough time at the gym. I hadn't gotten enough of a tan. In all of my fantasies I was more prepared. I was the tight, toned bottom bitch he deserved. There was no way I was good enough as is to make him happy. He spun me around, his two fingers now swirling around my hole. I nearly passed out from pleasure and panic. "I said, are you finally ready to be my bitch?" I never managed to say anything, but I nodded slightly. He leaned in and kissed me. A sloppy, drunk, passionate kiss. You know before when I said seeing him naked was like meeting God? I was wrong. This was meeting God. I instantly knew my body was not my own, that for the next few hours every inch of me would be nothing more than a tool to be used for his pleasure. He wrapped his enormous arm around me (his other hand still rubbing my hole) and lifted me up like I was a feather. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me into his bedroom and threw me on his bed so hard I almost bounced off it. He stood at the end of the bed and shucked his shorts/shirt onto the floor. There it was, the perfect alpha male body. His broad shoulders and enormous arms seemed even more muscular than usual. The only lighting was some faint streetlights shining through the window, but I could stil make out the light fur sprawled across his chest and trailing down to his dick. Holy fuck, is that dick huge. It's gotta be every bit of 10 inches and thicker than any dick over ever seen in person. I didn't have to guess what he wanted. Like with every trick I'd heard him fuck before, he barked orders to me: "Suck my dick, bitch." I crawled across the bed till I was face to face with it. I'd never seen anything so beautiful in my life. A thick, hard, smooth shaft that curved slightly downward, ending in an enormously fat head. Precum was dripping out of it now. I looked up at him with my eyes wide and my mouth hanging open. A drop of his precum fell onto my tongue. It was just as incredible as I'd always imagined. I swallowed the head of his dick and quickly realized what an impossible task this would be. I wasn't even a quarter of the way down his shaft and I was almost gagging. He grabbed the back of my head and I knew he was about to throat fuck me. I gagged and choked and never made it halfway down his shaft, but he seemed to enjoy it. He let out the same loud grunts amid heard him make dozens of times. I must be doing something right. After a while he ripped my shirt off - no, really, he literally ripped it off my body - and yanked my shorts off. He flipped me on my stomach and I felt him use his knees to push my legs apart. He spread my round ass cheeks and I felt a glob of spit hit my hole. He pulled my arms behind my back and held them in place with one hand, while he used the other hand to aim his cock at my soon to be destroyed boi pussy. He pushed and I though for sure he would never be able to get inside me. I relaxed as much as I could and suddenly my hole started to spread, like a tight rubber band over a thick roll of paper. The moment his head popped inside me I almost passed out from the pain. I screamed so loud he slapped me upside the head and covered my mouth. "Bitches don't wake the neighborhood!" He yelled at me in his barreling voice. As he pushed in further, I felt like everything inside me was being ripped apart. Finally he stopped for a moment. The pain subsides, he spit some more on his shaft, and he pushed further. This went on for what seemed like forever. Finally I felt it, his huge balls resting on me, his pubes grinding against my ass. I had made it. Now the fun began. As he started to thrust in and out, I felt all the pain turn to indescribable pleasure. Every thrust was like the greatest orgasm I'd ever had. Every grunt he made was like having a wild animal snarling in my ear. He was such a magnificent beast, and for this brief moment he was mine. He leaned down and wrapped his arm around my neck, his massive bicep and forearm pressed against my throat. With each breath, with the tiniest flex, I felt my neck being choked. I'd had tops play around with lightly choking me before, but this was something entirely different. He would gently squeeze till my face turned pink and I felt like I was practically going to pass out. Then he would release as I choked for air. Then he would squeeze again. All the while he was like driving my ass so hard I felt like he might actually break me in half. The bed shook and hit the wall with all the force of this 240+ lbs man. My screams shifted in and out as he choked me and then released. This went on for what must have been an 2 hours before I heard a familiar sound. His grunts were getting louder, his breaths shallower, and his thrusts harder. His engorged balls were hitting me so hard I was sure they'd leave a bruise. Finally it happened: he shoved in balls deep and held it there, yelling louder than I'd ever heard him before (it nearly scared me), and his massive balls shot volley after volley of his cum into me. I could feel each volley. I counted them: 27. By the time he was done, I could feel his load pouring out of my now bloody hole, around his cock, and running down my legs, forming a pool on the sheets beneath us. I'd realized he hadn't used a condom when he first shoved inside me and honestly I was happy about it, but I was surprised. He'd always used condoms for as long as I'd known him (I always found the evidence on the bathroom floor the next day). Maybe that just meant he was comfortable with me cause he knew me - unlike his usual random tricks. He collapsed on top of me, wrapping both of his arms around me. That's when he did something I didn't expect; he kissed me, on the back of the neck. It was a sweet, affectionate kiss. Not like him at all. I expected him to kick me out of his room and onto the couch, but instead he just laid there on top of me, holding me. It took nearly 10 minutes for his cock to get soft enough that it popped out of me on its own. He rolled off of me, which should have been a relief as I could barely breath with him on top of me, but instead almost made me cry. This was it. Our moment was done. As he laid next to me, I felt him shove three fingers into me, scooping out a portion of his load. He held them in front of my face, his cum dripping onto my mouth. The most glorious white glistening substance in the world. I opened my mouth and he shoved his fingers so far in that he was scratching the back of my throat. I fought the urge to gag and instead savored this moment. The most insanely intense sex of my life just happened with the sexiest God of a man on earth. He'd pounded me so hard I'd be sore and bruised for days. He'd unloaded a massive amount of cum into me. He was inside me. A part of me. Whatever happened next, whoever he fucked the next day, couldn't take that away. I had been able to be used for his pleasure. I'd made him happy. That's all that matters. He pulled his fingers from my mouth, cover in cum and spit, and wiped them gently across my face. He was being far more affectionate than I expected. He grabbed my face in his large hand, turned it towards him, and held it there. Our faces were nearly touching. I could feel his breath as he exhaled. "What do you look so worried?" He asked. I simply shrugged. I didn't know how to tell him that this was everything I had wanted for over a year. That every waking thought and every dream I'd had for 12 months had involved him and various forms of this very fantasy. That it was infinitely better than I'd ever imagined, but I was now sad it was over. "Stop worrying." He said. That panty melting smile grew across his perfect face. My heart melted. THIS was meeting God. "I fucking love you, and you're mine now." He announced as he pulled me in so tight against him that I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. I was once again breathless. How is this possible? How is this real? It must be a dream. But my ass hurts waaaay too much for this to be a dream. He kissed me again. It wasn't sloppy or drunk this time. It was slow, soft, and passionate. It went on forever. I couldn't stop. I just kept kissing him as he climbed back on top of me. I wrapped my legs around him, laying on my back, and that's when I felt it - his massive dick, hard again and pressing at my hole. He broke free from our kiss and gently leaned his forehead against mine. "I fucking love you too, and I was always yours." I whispered as he slide back inside me. Next chapter: BECOMING HIS BITCH

Please note I wish this was me. If anyone wants to help it become me please leave me a voicemail at 415 xxx-xxxx. Kyle was only a senior at suburban Chicago high school. He had just turned 18 and at 5’10” he had a solid, runner’s build. With his good looks he could get any girl (or guy) he wanted, but he hadn’t begun to explore his sexuality, he was a nerd (a very cute nerd, including the glasses) and was more into school and grades. Kyle was fortunate to have a loving mother, but since his father died when he was barley 13. He was without a male influence in his life at the most important stage in his young life, puberty. Even after his father’s death, Kyle was always able to come and go as he pleased. This became easier for Kyle when his mother gave him a car for his 16th birthday. It was common for Kyle to be out all night…that is as long as he let his mom know that he wouldn’t be home. On this particular Friday, Kyle was going to check out one of the major university in the city of Chicago. He drove into the city and parked his car in a lot a few blocks from the campus. He met with an admission counselor and took a tour of the campus. The tour was conducted by a current student at the school. After the tour Kyle was hungry and decided to grab a late lunch. He headed to the student union and grabbed a sandwich and, since he didn’t know anyone at the school, sat at a table by himself. There were student’s coming and going as he relaxed and ate his lunch. Soon a couple of older students, he guessed that they must be seniors, sat down with him. They introduced themselves. “Hey there, I’m Ricky and that’s my roommate Tyler.” As they shook hands Kyle introduced himself, “I’m Kyle.” Tyler commented, “We’ve never seen you here before, where’s a good looking guy like you been hiding?” “I’m not a student here, at least not yet…..I am going to start in the fall.” Ricky then said, “Right on! We’re having a few of our friends over for a party tonight, you should come over. Where are you spending the night?” “Well, I was just going to drive back home after I finished eating. I live in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.” The two college men invited Kyle to come over and spend the night. The way the two were talking to the high school senior he felt like he couldn’t refuse. He had been to his share of high school parties with beer and pot. He knew he could control himself as to not make a fool of himself in front of a group of college students. “Sure, that sounds like it will be a lot of fun. I figure I will get to make some good friends here before I classes start this fall.” “Right on!” exclaimed Ricky. Kyle finished eating and the three left. As Kyle followed behind the two older college men he called and left a message for his mom that he was hanging with a few college guys and wouldn’t be home till the morning. He always felt a little sheepish, but maybe at this party he could break out and be more of a leader. After a good walk the three came to an old apartment building. Kyle followed the two other men as they climbed up to the top floor and he wondered to himself why the building looked to have four floors but they lived on the third floor. His curiosity would be answered cause as he was led into the only apartment on the top floor he discovered that they lived in a unit intended for the building’s owner. The main floor had a decent kitchen, a large living room with a den and a full bath with there were four bedrooms up stairs. “Just you two live here?” “It will be just us two this summer, in the fall we usually look for a few guys to occupy the other bedrooms” Tyler told him. Ricky offered Kyle a beer and they all settled in the living room to watch the Cub’s game. The three sat on the large sectional couch across from the 60” plasma with Kyle between the two roommates. The sectional was big enough so they had adequate space between each as to not make Kyle uncomfortable. Kyle drank his beer slowly and as he did he began to feel warm. He noticed that Ricky and Tyler had slipped their shirts off and were now just sitting in their cargo shorts. These two had great bodies with well defined pecs, arms and flat abs….Kyle felt a little self conscious about removing his shirt. Tyler made the suggestion, “Make yourself at home, get comfortable.” They could tell that Kyle was not comfortable about taking his shirt off and made the suggestion, “Kyle, it get’s warm in the apartment, why don’t you slip your shirt off…I’m sure you’ll feel cooler with it off.” It seemed like Kyle took that as a command as he removed his shirt to reveal his lean, thin build. Ricky helped boost Kyle’s self esteem, “Kyle you got a nice body for a young dude. I can see a lot of potential for you. You work out at all?” “A little….I’m more into my studies then working out. I run a lot though.” “What do you think Ricky, with a little work and our guidance we could make something out of that body of his.” “Right on!” Ricky agreed. “You really think I could be built like you?” Tyler told the shy teen, “Sure we do.” This brought a smile to Kyle’s face. He drank more of his beer and began to feel warmer and a little horny. Here he was with two good looking guys watching the Cubs and he was getting hard. He did his best to hide his growing erection, but it was not able to and soon both Ricky and Tyler noticed and knew it was time to launch their plan. Hey slid in closer to Kyle and Ricky put his hand on Kyle’s thigh as Tyler put his arm around the teen. Kyle was not quick enough to protest….he actually felt comfortable with what the two were doing. Before Kyle knew it Tyler removed his glasses and was pulling him in for a kiss while Ricky moved his hand up his leg into his shorts. This was all new to Kyle; he had never been with anyone sexually except himself. He figured he’d go with it, and if he didn’t like it then he’d know he wasn’t gay. But he was discovering that he did like the way these two hot studs were making him feel. He felt his senses going into over load as Ricky played with his seven inch cut cock and Tyler’s tongue probed into his mouth. It didn’t take long before Kyle’s shorts and boxers were on the ground. Ricky began to lick and suck Kyle’s cock as Tyler pulled Kyle down to his crotch. As Tyler held his head down he moved his cargo shorts down revealing a nice eight inch cut cock. Tyler urged - no, commanded Kyle lick his cock, “Lick my cock, lick it from the base to the tip.” Kyle was in virgin territory and did was he felt was right, just follow their directions. The last thing he wanted the roommates to know was that he was a virgin. Kyle’s lack of experience showed when Ricky told him to suck Tyler’s cock. He wasn’t sure what to do and did the best he could just getting the tip in his mouth. “Watch the teeth Kyle!” Kyle pulled off for a second, saying “Sorry.” Ricky could tell that Kyle was about to cum and the two didn’t want that just yet. He pulled off Kyle’s cock and came up to kiss he lover, Tyler. The two roommates whispered to each other as Kyle continued to try and do his best to suck Tyler. Tyler asked, “Is this the first time you’ve ever sucked a guy’s cock?” Kyle kept stroking Tyler’s cock as he lifted his head and attempted to deny this fact. Ricky let him know, “It’s ok if you’ve never done this before. We can teach you, we can teach you a lot.” Kyle felt more at ease and admitted the truth, “Yeah, I’ve never done this before….I’m a virgin.” Tyler asked, “So, you think you’re gay?” “I don’t really know….I’ve never been with a guy - or girl." “It’s ok”, Ricky reassured him, “Let’s head up stairs and get comfortable and we can teach you everything.” They headed up the stairs, stark naked, and went into the master bedroom. There Kyle sat down as Tyler stepped into the bathroom for a second. When he returned he had a bottle of poppers, a few white and blue pills and something else that Kyle couldn’t see. Kyle asked, “What are the pills for?” Tyler told him, “The blue ones will keep you hard and horny,” Ricky said, “The white one will relax you.” Kyle naivety showed, he figured that these guys knew what they were doing, they wouldn’t hurt him. He swallowed the pills. “What’s the little brown bottle for?” Tyler said “Those are poppers, they also help relax you when you sniff them” as he opened the bottle and took a couple deep hits in each nostril. He then handed the bottle to Ricky and he did the same. They then handed the bottle to Kyle and he didn’t even hesitate when he took his hits. Kyle’s head was spinning. The ecstasy was beginning to kick in as the poppers hit him hard. The roommates knew that they had him right where they wanted him. Before Kyle knew what was happening Ricky grabbed his left arm and Tyler stuck him with a needle. The next thing Kyle felt was a warmth rush up his arm and felt it difficult to breath. He coughed out a couple times. He heard a ringing in his ears and felt as if he was floating. When he started to gain a comprehension as to what was happening….he was on his back with his legs on Ricky’s shoulders. He looked up at Ricky as he began to realize that he was being fucked. Kyle didn’t say a word, he simply moaned out in pleasure to what was happening. Tyler was over his head and as Kyle came around, Tyler began to feed Kyle his cock. Kyle eagerly sucked it down and, with the position he was in, took it down his throat. With a free hand he reached down to feel Ricks cock sliding in and out of his ass when he made a startling discovery….Ricky was not wearing a rubber. For a brief moment Kyle panicked, he remembered all the lectures and videos he watched in health class on STD’s and safe sex, but after Tyler shoved the poppers back under his nose forcing him to take some deep hits. His head was spinning as he heard the two college studs talking. “Ricky, this fag can make us some good cash over the next four years.” “Right on! With some good training and the proper encouragement he’ll be a perfect addition to our crew. Hey Ty, how much did you give him?” “Close to two quarters.” “That’s a good start, we got to get him hooked so he will be depended on us.” Kyle barely heard yet understood what the studs were talking about. “I’m getting close Ty….he’s got one hot ass here.” “Breed him bro, breed his virgin ass.” Ricky looked down at Kyle and told him, “Look at me, keep those baby blues on mine.” Tyler pulled his cock from Kyle’s mouth, “There’ll be plenty of time to teach you to suck cock and swallow cum.” Kyle looked up at Tyler as he spoke and was reminded, “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” as he felt a hand slap him across his face. He looked up at Ricky. “I want you to remember this, always look at the John’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” Kyle had his eyes locked on Ricky as he heard him start to moan and grunt. He punctuated each thrust with a grunt. Then it happened, “FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!! I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, YOUR VIRGIN NEG HOLE. IT BELONGS TO ME NOW!!!” As Ricky’s orgasm concluded he ground his cock inside Kyle’s formerly virgin hole making sure that every ounce of his seed was massaged into his gut. Ricky pulled his still hard cock out of Kyle and he was quickly replaced by Tyler’s. “MY TURN TO CLAIM YOUR ASS AS MY OWN!” Tyler exclaimed as he rammed the entire length of his 8” cock inside the teen. With the change in position he was able to get a good look at the cock that had taken his virginity and probably his health. Ricky’s cock was the same length as Tyler’s, but uncut. Since Tyler had his cock down Kyle’s throat he had already worked his balls to near boiling point. He began to breath heavier as Kyle could feel his cock thicken. Kyle had his eyes locked on Tyler as the stud reached the point of no return. “UH, UH, UH, TAKE MY CHARGED CUM YOU FUCKING WHORE!” And Kyle was filled with his second load of poz cum. Kyle was taking his second load of poz cum of the afternoon and he was loving it. He knew from that point on he was gay. Over the next few hours he would take more loads from the two studs who had shown him how wonderful gay sax could be. All his life he would jerk off trying to think of a hot chick from school or a sexy super model. But now he knew his true self, his real sexual desires were being satisfied. Tyler was fucking Kyle when he said to Ricky, “This bitch is gonna bring in some good cash.” “Hell yeah Ty, once we get him built up a bit he’ll be a good addition to our corral.” “Look’ like he needs another slam.” “Yeah, you’re right Ty. I’ll go get him one, I think he’ll be ready for the ‘DP’ after that.” “Right, I’ll flip on my back,” Tyler picked Kyle up and flipped over on his back without pulling out of their fuck toy. “That’s it, just rock back and forth a little while Ricky gets you a little something to keep you feeling good.” Ricky returned and promptly gave Kyle another slam, this one stronger then the first. Kyle couldn’t sit up any more and laid down on Tyler’s chest immediately after the removal of the tourniquet as the drugs moved through his body. “OH FUCK!” escaped Kyle’s mouth as he lay on Tyler’s chest. Ricky didn’t waste any time and crawled up behind the drugged teen and slid his cock in along side that of his buddy. A louder “OH FUCK!” came from the drugged up boy. Kyle never knew his as could stretch that far, but as he accommodated the two cocks within him he felt an immense pleasure deep in side. Ricky and Tyler set about fucking into Kyle with such animalistic vigor the two studs knew that the teen would not escape their grasps as their new commodity. Kyle could only moan as he took the hard fucking of two cocks at the same time. Tyler and Ricky had an ability to sustain themselves when they double fucked a willing cunt and Kyle was no exception. Kyle took the simultaneous pounding for well over an hour before they shot their loads. Ricky was first (and in his position it was easier for him) to pound away at Kyle’s well stretched ass. There were a couple times he pulled out to the tip and rammed back in their new boy. He looked into Tyler’s eyes as he shot his load. Once Tyler felt his buddy’s cock spasm his thrusting picked up and he shot his load. The three sweaty body’s lay upon the bed as they each collected their breath. Tyler’s cock slipped out first followed by Ricky puling out. They pushed Kyle on his back and took a good size dildo to the boy’s hole, making sure to work their poz jism deeper into the drugged up boy. They were satisfied that their DNA was working its way within Kyle’s blood stream when they saw a red tinge on the end of the dildo. The dildo was removed and a large butt plug replaced it within the teen’s gapping hole. Ricky leaned in close to Kyle and told him, “You’ve been a good boy so far, but now it’s time to learn to suck cock and swallow cum. The rest of our ‘crew’ will be here soon and you will suck each one of them off.” Tyler added, “I’m sure they will love the opportunity to cum down your throat.” A naked Kyle was helped down to the living room as Ricky and Tyler pulled their cargo shorts and shorts back on. They made Kyle drink Gatorade (laced with G), as he watched bareback porn on the 60” plasma as they made sure he did not stroke his semi-hard cock. They could tell that the Viagra he took was not working as well as he was slowly getting Tina dick. Tyler commented, “Another good slam and he’ll be as limp as a wet noodle” as he went to administer a third slam to the drugged up fuck toy. “There ya go boy, you feeling good?” Kyle was in heaven. He had never done drugs before, not even a beer, and now he had been given 3 slams of crystal meth. All he could doo was nod yes as he was in a drugged up haze. His semi hard erection had become a shriveled up two inch boy clit, but he was horny as fuck. Kyle begged, “Please fuck me, I need to be fucked, please.” He was left, not allow to touch himself as he waited. Soon a couple young guys came through the door. They looked to be no older then Kyle, about 18. There was Jim, Bob and David. They almost had the same build as Kyle except for the fact that these three were a bit more muscular. The three were told “Kyle here is your new ‘brother’ and he wants to learn how to give a proper blow job. You will each get your reward once he has swallowed each and ever load you can give him. And remember, you can’t fuck him. We’ll be watching.” Jim was the first boy that they brought into the stables. He was a former high school wrestle and used to be straight when they drugged and thought him the joys of gay sex. After his indoctrination Jim broke up with his pregnant girlfriend and went to work for the roommates. There were a couple of boys after Jim, but one ran off with a ‘John’ and the other got killed. Then Bob was easily recruited into the stables. His father kicked him out after discovering he was gay and a drug user. He easily fit in with working as one of their male whores. The last one was David, he was a lonely gay boy in Chicago and found acceptance from the group. He was resistant at first to working for them, but after converting and testing poz he knew he had no place to go. Ricky and Tyler promised to take care of him. The two roommates did take care of their boys. They gave them a place to live, clothes, food, gym memberships and most important thing of all, AIDS medication. The three escorted Kyle up to one of the other bedrooms. The only furniture in this room was a couple mattresses on the floor and a dimly lit lamp in the corner. There was also a night vision camera in one of the corners so that the roommates could watch the three teach Kyle to suck cock. Jim said, “If you listen to us and do as we tell you, you will have no problem sucking any size cock into your throat, and with Bob’s length you might even get his cum to bypass your mouth and go directly down your throat.” Jim was first, by seniority, and dropped his shorts. He pulled Kyle’s head into his crotch. “Just lick it for now, lick from my balls to the tip of my cock.” Kyle began to work his tongue all over Jim’s cock and balls. And with the T and G in him he was really getting into this. It didn’t take long for Jim to get hard. Then Jim told his cock sucker, “Open your mouth and suck it in, and remember to watch your teeth. No ‘John’ likes his dick scraped by a boy's teeth when he’s getting sucked.” Kyle did just as he was told, and he was sucking his first cock. “Oh yeah, that’s it. Work my pole with that mouth of yours.” Jim hadn’t been allowed to cum on almost a week and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed Kyle's head to make sure that he wouldn’t pull off, looked down at Kyle and told him, “Make sure you show the camera the cum in your mouth before you swallow ever drop.” Jim then began to pant as Kyle felt his cock thicken in his mouth, then “OH YEAH!” Jim shouted out as he fired a weeks worth of cum into Kyle’s mouth. Jim made sure that Kyle showed his open mouth to the camera so that their pimps could see the fresh cum in his mouth before he swallowed it down. Kyle didn’t have much time to catch his breath as David pulled Kyle between his legs. David grabbed his cock sucker’s head and forced the length of his tool to the back of his throat. With Jim at his side, Kyle was coached on how to breathe, work his tongue and his mouth on a cock to give the best blow job known. David just sat back as his balls boiled to overflow and soon Kyle was eating his second load of cum. Kyle finished to look up at Bob stroking a massive nine inch cock, bigger then what the roommates had. Kyle was trying to figure out how he’d get that in his mouth when Jim encouraged him, “Just remember what I told you about breathing through your nose and to relax.” Kyle crawled on his knees over to Bob and began by licking his balls. Bob kept stroking as Kyle worked his tongue up the shaft to the tip as Bob moved his hand to the back of Kyle’s head. Ricky and Tyler watched on the group on the plasma knowing that this was going to be a brutal face fuck. Kyle was not prepared for Bob’s cock. He thrust his massive nine incher deep into Kyle’s throat. Since their working boys aren’t allowed to fuck, this is Bob’s way of working out his frustrations. Kyle’s eyes welled up with tears as his throat took a rough fucking similar to that his ass took earlier. With Jim’s instructions and encouragement and his own determination, Kyle was able to accommodate the cock in his throat. Bob was one to take a long time no matter when he shot last. He was a brutal top that was turned into a whore bottom. When he got this rare chance to use his dick, he made the most of it. Kyle quickly learned to relax his throat as Bob rammed his shaft in and out of his mouth. Kyle did his best to put up with the face fucking and just as his jaw began to get sore he felt the cock in his throat began to swell then spasms as Bob was delivering his load directly into his gut. Bob pulled back a bit to give Kyle the last few spurts before smacking him across the face with his still hard cock. “I fucking wish I could breed this bitch! I’m still fucking hard.” Just as Bob finished talking the bedroom door opened up and in walked Ricky and Tyler. Ricky asked, “Nice job boys, you think this bitch will be ready to work the party tomorrow night?” “I’m sure with some personal tutoring I can have him ready Boss”, Bob was quick to say. But he knew he had no chance of fucking the new kid. The boys were there to be fucked and to suck the various guys who paid their way into the party. “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Ricky. “Ok, boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your Johns.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Ricky. “We need to get you ready for the party tomorrow night. Your ass will bring a nice price with you being fresh meat.” Tyler came up stairs after giving the working boys their assignments for the night. They then took Kyle into one of the bedroom that they used as their party room. This room was well equipped with a couple slings and a fuck bench. Along one wall were a number of dildos of various shapes and sizes and an assortment of butt plugs. The opposite wall had ropes, chains and other restraints some of which Kyle had never seen before. There were a couple of flat panel TVs hanging in two of the corners of the room playing bareback porn. They put Kyle in the sling and placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. He had a perfect view of the TV’s from where he lay. Ricky told him, “You’ll spend the rest of the night here watching porn. The hunger to be fucked will grow in side you all night until you beg to be fucked. Then you will be left here long after that point to think about your purpose here and how you will serve us.” Kyle was given a small slam. Kyle felt a hunger and a need to be fucked at any end. All he knew was that he needed cock inside him as he watches the porn on the screen. He noticed that the guys getting fucked in the porn looked familiar. Then he recognized them as Jim, Bob and David. Every hour either Ricky or Tyler came into the room and gave Kyle some G laced water to drink and a small slam to keep the hunger of being fucked within him. After almost six hours of mini-slams and G, Kyle was begging to be fucked. When the roommates came in to give Kyle his next “dose” they knew he was almost theirs. They ignored him as he drank down the water and took his slam without protest. After the roommates left Kyle, Ricky commented, “It won’t be long until he is hooked on meth.” Tyler added, “Yeah, and raw cock and cum.” The roommate continued to give Kyle the same doses over the entire night and as daylight began to fill the apartment they entered the room to find a docile boy ready to submit. Kyle pleaded, “Please, I need to be fucked. I can’t take it anymore. I need cock in me. I need to suck cock.” Ricky asked, “Kyle are you ready to go to work for us?” Kyle didn’t even hesitate, “Yes sir, I will work for you as long as I get fucked right now.” Tyler said, “Very well then.” Ricky pulled a very large dildo off the wall, “If you can take this down to the base we will let you out of the sling to rest up for tonight’s festivities.” The dildo was a horse cock dildo, 13” long and 8” around. “Please give it to me.” Ricky and Tyler applied a generous amount of Crisco to the dildo and Kyle’s ass. Tyler commented on how loose Kyle’s hole felt and that this might not be much of a challenge. The tip slipped in easily, but then they had some resistance as the dildo began to slide in side Kyle’s hole. Ricky and Tyler were experienced enough to manage this resistance and put a bottle of poppers beneath Kyle’s nose telling him to breath in deep. As the poppers took effect the resistance faded and before they knew it, half of it was inside the teen. Now they had the internal ring to negotiate. Again they gave Kyle the poppers as the dildo was turned and wiggled past the internal ring. It took some doing but it finally “popped” through and after a good 45 minutes of work the dildo was down to the base. The roommates fucked the teen with this dildo for a good ten minutes ensuring he was opened-up. Ricky praised his new working boy, “Very good Kyle. Now you’re ready for a fist.” In his drugged up hazed he was a little perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘A fist? Why the hell would anyone want a fist put in his ass?’ Before he knew what was happening the dildo was quickly pulled from his hole. He felt so empty, still having a need to be filled. Tyler began to finger Kyle’s loose and sloppy hole. And before Kyle knew what was going on, he had Tyler’s fist inside his rectum. He felt full again, but he had no clue as to how full he’d get as Tyler began to work his fist deeper inside his hole. Kyle had no view to see what was going on until he realized that the activities were on the TV screen above them. He watched with disbelief as Tyler’s forearm sunk into him down to the elbow. Ricky let Kyle know, “We’ve always needed a special boy for some of our special clients. I think you will work out well.” Kyle leaned his head back and enjoyed the fisting he was getting. Then Tyler pulled his fist from Kyle’s hole and his restraints were untied from the chains. They took Kyle to an open space on the floor and attached his ankles and wrists together. His ankles were attached to the floor and his wrists were attached to a rope suspended from a beam over head. His arms were stretched up over his head. What Kyle didn’t know was that as Tyler fisted him he also administered a generous booty bump that would make his ass even more hungry for cock. Ricky then asked, “How badly do you want to be fucked?” “Please, I need to be fucked.” “What will you do to get cock in you, boy?” “I’ll do anything you want me to do, please fuck me!” “Gag him Ty.” Tyler placed a ball gag in Kyle’s mouth as Ricky pulled a paddle off the wall. He then began to smack Kyle in the ass over and over again as he hung there. “Remember boy, you said you would do anything, and this is what we need a boy who we can pimp out to out leather clientele.” Kyle took a good smacking for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn’t able to stand up as he was hanging by his wrists. After a few more minute of smacking his ass, they knew Kyle had had enough. They lowered him down and moved him over to the fuck bench where they each fucked another load into his well stretched ass. Tyler said, “Let’s go boy, we need to get you cleaned up and let you rest up before tonight’s events” as they led Kyle to the shower up stairs. It wasn’t a regular tub style shower. It looked more like the kind you’d find in a locker room with a couple shower heads along one wall. Ricky told Kyle to get on his knees and open his mouth. He then placed his soft dick in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought he was going to suck Ricky’s cock when Ricky told him, “Don’t think about sucking my cock. I am going to give you something to drink.” Ricky then began to piss into Kyle’s open mouth, “Do the best you can to swallow as much of my piss. It is an honor to get to drink a guy’s piss.” Kyle did his best, although some spilled out of his mouth, he drank most of it down. Then Tyler stepped up and placed his soft cock in Kyle’s mouth and gave him his piss. Kyle did better with Tyler’s piss then he did with Ricky’s. “Hey Rick, he’s a fast learner.” “He sure is. Now let’s get him cleaned up and fed so he can rest up for tonight.” They then had Kyle shower off and helped him with a shower shot to douche out his stretched out hole. They then gave escorted him down stairs and fed him. Kyle was still horny, but as least he as fed and cleaned up. They all sat down in the living room to watch some TV. As the T and G in Kyle system wore off he fell asleep and slept all afternoon. When he woke it was starting to get dark out. The working boy’s were back and they nudged Kyle to get up and ready for the guests. The four hustlers headed up stairs. They all stripped down and went into the play room where Ricky and Tyler were waiting. Each one was given a couple pills, one was am ecstasy and there were a couple Cialis to keep the boys rock hard and horny for the guests. Then each boy was given his slam to start the night off. Jim, Bob and David wandered off to different parts of the room to wait. After Kyle got his slam he was helped into the sling and given some extra Cialis. The roommates told the boys that Kyle was to be in the sling all night. Anyone one wanting to seed his ass had to pay extra since he was new to the crew. As the night went on Kyle took loads from all the guests. He was fucked by old, fat trolls, young hotties, big dick black guys, harry Latinos. All in all he took at least a load from every customer there. It was knows which guys were poz and which were neg, but all Kyle knew was that he was getting what he wanted: cock and cum in his ass. In his drugged up haze Kyle knew he found his place as a male prostitute.

I'm 23 years old now, and have been with many men, but the man who showed me that I was gay will always have a special place in my heart. His name was Ryan, and he was a neighbor who lived just down the block from my family. We'll pretend his last name was Thomas, 'cause I never called him Ryan. only Mister 'Thomas'. I was still living at home, just out of high school and yes I was 18 . In my younger days I would sometimes mow his lawn for him or rake leaves, shovel snow, stuff like that for cash because, at that age, I didn't have a job. I remember him always being really cool, friendly, and he'd tip me big for doing those chores. He'd even buy me gifts for my birthday, at Christmas, and sometimes just out of the blue for no reason. He told me not to tell my parents about them. He never told me why I wasn't supposed to, but I was happy to comply since I was very fond of him, so I never told my parents about the gifts. On my 18th birthday though, all I received was a letter, in which Ryan said he wanted me to come over to his house on a day I wasn't busy, and that my gift was there. Naturally I was excited, speculating he was going to give me something big - maybe even a car! Now before I tell you about the day I went over cause of his beckoning letter I'll tell you about about the two of us. I am a white guy, a bit of a jock tall, cute, and athletic, have dark hair and dark eyes. I was a wide receiver on my high school football team and got a bit of attention from the ladies, but after having a few girlfriends in high school, I never really got past third base with them, and truth be known, I didn't really want to. When I'd masturbate, it would always be to girls getting it up their ass, and getting creampied, but my focus was always on the cock, the cum, and the asshole. I realized quickly I wasn't really into pussy at all, eventually I started looking at gay porn, and found it amazing, but I was ashamed of myself. I found myself drifting off into many, many erotic fantasies about being with men, and of course, Ryan featured in many of them. At roughly 6' 2'', Ryan was clean-shaven, quite muscular, had short brown hair and I imagine he was around 230 lbs. I had no idea at the time but he also had been fantasizing about me. So anyway, onto the birthday letter. I have a summer birthday so I turned 18 right after graduation. So a few days after my birthday when I had nothing planned, I decided to stroll over to his place. I just told my mom I was going over to a friend's house, so it was no big deal. I walked up to his front door and rang the doorbell. He didn't know I was coming over so he was very happy to see that I had gotten his letter and decided to see what my gift was. He let me inside, and asked if I wanted a drink. I asked if he had Pepsi, and he said "No I meant like an alcoholic drink, Ian. You won't tell your parents, right?" I chuckled "Ha ha no, Mr. Thomas, that would be great though!" I was always blushing around him, and he always smiled when he saw me doing it. "You must do pretty well with the ladies. You're quite the stud, you know?" he commented. I blushed wildly, and a grin crossed his face. "Yeah, I guess so" I replied. At this he was a little confused, asking "What do you mean by that?" So now I came to a hurdle. Mr. Thomas was the only person who I could trust with my secret, that I was into men, but how would he take it? We were now standing in his living room, I was drinking down my glass of an unknown alcoholic beverage that tasted great. I told myself, Well fuck it, I know I can trust him. "Well Mr. Thomas, can I tell you something, and promise not to tell my parents?" I asked. "Of course Ian, you know you can talk to me." "Well," I nervously said, my face beet red, "I THINK I LIKE MEN AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO." He was a little shocked by this and so was I. How could I just come out and say something like that, and to a man to whom I was attracted, and about whom I had fantasized? Then he took a deep breath, clearly having made-up his mind, smiled, and replied, "Ian, haven't you ever wonder why a good looking man like myself doesn't have a wife? I'm gay. Why do you think I always bought you gifts, and had you do chores for me? Your are the most beautiful person I've ever met!" He was so casual as he said this, I was frozen, but he wasn't, he walked over to me and kissed me strongly, his tongue pierced my lips as he wrapped his arms around my body, holding me tightly. I could feel a huge bulge in his pants, but couldn't focus on it, my mouth relaxed. I was being kissed by a man! It felt so good, so right! I started kissing him back now, sucking on his tongue, our mouths engaged in a deep kiss. After a minute or so, he broke off the kiss, looked at me and smiled, he grabbed my ass with both hands, and pushed me with his big masculine body onto his couch. I found myself on my back, he was laying on top of me, groping me, and devouring my mouth. I was so horny now, and our bulges were up against each other. He lifted himself off of me, took off his shirt, and I instinctively did the same, then my hands wondered down to me pants, he saw this, and immediately removed his belt, unzipped his jeans, and out of the part in his boxers, his huge cock sprang out. He was straddling my hips now, and the monstrous cock was about 2 feet away from my face, It was amazing. Mr. Thomas' cock must have been around 8 inches, slightly darker then the rest of his pale complection and really think, like really thick. With a fucking sexy purple mushroom head that perfectly complemented the rest of it. I was entranced. I just lay there staring into it's glory. My hands still stood by my zipper, he's strong hands removed them. And he undid my pants, and my smaller, 6 inch cock sprang out, hard as a rock. He then lunged back onto me, fucking my mouth with his tounge again, He began fucking my cock and balls like I was a girl. His huge member plunged wherever it wanted up against my sac, pushing at my balls, and then it sprang forward and lay atop my own cock, just as Mr. Thomas lay upon me. This cock fucking, and extreme make out session went on for awhile. I felt like I was in love, I had never felt this way before! He then sat up again, and removed his pants completely, I did the same thing, and suddenly we were both naked. once again, on his big couch, he was straddling my higs, with his huge cock hanging there, over my own and my eyes once again locked onto it. "I want to make you feel good Mr. Thomas!" I nudged my body so that his cock was now hanging over my abdomen, and kept creeping under his legs until it was over my chest, then mouth. He lowered himself down, I opened my mouth and felt that amazing head, wet with precum touch my tounge for the first time. I then envelepod that delicious head completely into my mouth, I felt like my mouth was full from that alone! I just lay there milking that sexy goliath of a penis. He groaned loudly and oftenly, "aaahh Ian, my sexy little bitch" "oooooH" He then grabbed his shaft with his right hand, and the back of my head with the left, I had so far only been able to fit the head in, but now he began fucking my mouth, I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care, and soon I realized I could still breathe through my nose as he used my mouth for his pleasure, he kept fucking my mouth, working his thick cock deeper and deeper. It tasted so good. It was oozing precum, and he must have been working out or something before I came over cause it was sweaty, and I loved the taste. He continued his conversion of me into a faggot. Eventually his cock head was pressed up against my tonsils, and a good half of his huge shaft was in my mouth. It was hard to concentrate on breathing and being fucked in the mouth but I did it cause this was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Drool ran down my cheeks and out of my mouth, along with precum. He was turning my mouth into a pussy! Eventually the whole thing was down my throat. His pumping speed increased, as he kept groaning, "oooh baby your my little boy toy, your my little slut, you love cock don't you boy?! I couldn't respond, I could only lick and slurp at the base of his cock with my tounge. I couldn't see anything either, his pubes pressed against my nose now. His huge balls slapping my chin. "ooooooooh" here it comes boy. He pulled his dick out, and I got a breathe, then he plunged that huge sexy head back in, jacked his shaft for a few minutes with his cockhead just resting in my mouth. Then it happened, I felt his cock head pulsating in my mouth, and I was flooded with hot, warm, gooey, tasty man sperm. The jets of cum hit my tongue, the back of my throat, stream after stream after stream. Until my mouth was completely full of cum. He pulled his cock out and said, "Swallow it like a good faggot" He lowered himself and his think member lay on my chest, oozing a little bit of cum and saliva on me. I just lay there with that thick seed, that puddle of sperm in my mouth. I was enveloped by the taste, I never wanted to swallow it cause I loved how I felt. A grown man just used my mouth and fucked it like a girl's pussy. But it was so much better than a girl's pussy. Fuck women I thought, this was all I wanted now. Cock and cum! I then swallowed it all down, his seed impregnating my stomach. I was his. I didn't even want to cum, i mean i did, but it was more important to me to service him, that's all I cared about, he just showed me who I was, and I just wanted to be owned by him now. I started spending nights at his house, I gave him at least 10 blowjobs like that a week probably.I didn't want to go to college anymore, I wanted to live with him and be his. For his use only. I no longer cared about a career, my career was being a cock slut. I don't know how he produced so much semen, but sometimes I'd get full from all the cum I drank of his, and just knowing his seed was in me, I felt like I was on top of the world! I loved being used and depraved by him. He started getting violent with me, sometimes he'd have me kneeling on the floor and would just pound my mouth for hours on end. He was violent with me, but he really loved me. He started buying me stuff all the time, flowers, lotions, and dildos! He told me to train my asshole when I was at home from now on, and I did. He told me that after a week of me training my hole, he'd take my virginity for real! I was so excited. so everynight id go home and play with my tight hole, he told me after my sessions, to put an inflatable butt plug he got me into my hole and sleep with it inside of me, pumped up a little the first night, and by the end of the week I was sleeping with the butt plug in me fully expanded. The next mourning I decided to look at my asshole turned boypussy in the mirror. It still looked tight, but then i lubed up a penis shaped dildo he bought me, and slid it in, it was big, but not as big as Mr. Thomas' cock. It hurt a bit, but I just kept pumping, and after a good 10 minutes, I let it out, my hole looked so fuckable, It didn't quite gape open, but it was no longer an asshole, this was now meant for men's cocks. And the first cock to enter was going to be Mr. Thomas'. So we set up a night for our next sleepover, all of the sleepovers we had before were just oral, me going down on him for hours on end, some nights i'd fall asleep in his bed with him, his cock in my mouth, sometimes i'd wake up with liquid in my mouth and running down my face with a wet puddle in the sheets, like he jacked his cock off in my mouth while I slept, or maybe even pissed a little bit in me, It was so nice to wake up to my mans cock in my mouth and the thought of his seed and piss being able to have a nice warm place to be released into! But anyway, it was now August, and we were pretty much officially boyfriends, or rather, master and toy. We watched a movie together that night in his bed, toying with eachothers cocks all the while, he usually didn't show too much interest in my cock but tonight he did play with it quite a bit. The movie ended, he didn't turn off the tv. Mr.Thomas leaned over to his night stand, and asked, "is your hole ready for tonight boy?" I replied "yes Mr. Thomas, i've been training it all week, I even got the 7 inch black dildo all the way in me this mourning and it was amazing!, I can't wait to really pleasure you!" He smiled, grabbed a bottle of lube out the droor. "well not only does your hole after be ready for a cock to be in it, but we have to be sure you don't have to take a dump or anything" I knew my hole was clean, I made sure of it before I came over, I would never let down my man!" My hole is as clean as any girl's pussy, i made sure of it" I said blushing and smiling. "Well i should hope the fuck so, those things are filthy, but I know what you mean, good" He lubed up his fingers, and while jacking me off gently, he reached under my butt, and stuck a finger up my hole, he didn't have to work to hard at it, I was horny as fuck and ready to go, I started fucking his finger with my asspussy, he then extended, a second finger, then a fourth, he started ferociously masturbating my sexhole, in and out and in and out!, he then lay down on his back, fingers still up inside me, and told me to lay on him the opposite way, I knew he wanted to 69, I straddled his chest, with my ass facing his face, and lay down upon him, that big sexy meatpole looking me right in the eyes, and he turned my ass into his own personal plaything, I sucked his cock down my throat, the past weeks had made me and adept blowjob slut and deepthroater, I went to town on his massive cock for about 10 minutes. From his end, my smaller cock and balls rested on his chest, oozing precum with a small puddle of it soaking into his chest hair. He suddenly removed his fingers that had been working over my now slutty hole, exposing a modest gape, but not an ugly one, just a thin part that almost resembled a pussy, but way better cause it was a boy's asshole turned into a hungry virgin sex hole that craved cock. He lifted his head up and plunged his mouth up against my butt, his tounge probing me, he did this for awhile, and it felt amazing, his toungue slushing around in my insides, in my pussy. God damn I was a horny faggot! "Okay bitch your ready now" he told me, he slid up, his cock plopping out of my mouth, my cock being ran down his chest, then abdomen, then for a moment, rubbing up against his much larger, sexy mammoth cock. He pushed me over to a doggy style position, with my butt in the air, I felt him push his cock up against my hole, and even though my hole had seen alot of action from dildos, my butt plug, and his fingers over the past week, It wasn't ready for even his think purple mushroom head, but he forced it in, grabbing me by the hips I felt his head plunge into me, I felt it, and I felt as the rest of his cock slid in me, the difference in widith I felt from his cock head to his shaft was very noticable, as his head slid deep inside me I felt it rubbing up against my insides, It hurt so much, but my hole was being fucked! It was so awesome, so amazing, the pain didn't matter, I pushed my ass against him untill he was all the way in, my cunt relaxed around his cock, his balls resting up against my gooch, his pubes tickling the top of my ass! Wow this was amazing. Then the fucking started, 30 solid minutes of pumping, precum, ass juice, and lube oozing out of my asshole, my god did I feel like a slut! In and out he pounded me, wrecking my hole, he wouldn't stop, he only got faster and rougher, I cried out, not in pain, but I was being impaled on a cock I thought was only 8 inches, it felt way bigger inside of me, now that it was fucking a hole it probably got even bigger, and instead of being slightly flaccid when i sucked it, it now felt rock hard, and the already big head felt huge inside me, It was clear he had penetrated me all the way past my rectum into my second hole (is that whats its called) fucking me over and over and over, suddenly his balls tensed up, and a flood of semen shot into my bowels, endless jets of seed, impregnating me, seeding me, making me even more his than I already was. But he wouldn't stop fucking me, I thought after he came he'd be done, but he wasn't, "Ooh fuck yeah boy, i'm gonna stay in for another round" "Oh no i thought, my asshole was already wrecked" With his semen now lubing my now slick hole he kept on pumping, in and out, in and out, now he started a new technique, that was torture for me, he'd slide his whole cock out of me, exposing my stretched hole, and plunged back in, this continued for and hour now, and he finally had his final orgasm of the night, pumping even more seed into my already saturated hole, I belonged to him now, my hole was his, for his use forever! There must have been a good 2 cups of semen that had been fucked into me, absorbed into my body because after our fuck, He kept himself inside me, reached over and turned off the light, and flipped us on our side, spooning one another, entwined, his massive cock in me all night while we slept together, both exhausted. To Be Continued!

All right. The story I’m about to publish here is mostly true, but there is some fiction to it so I have decided to put it to fiction part. I am about to confess something that has changed for me recently, and I also don’t want to be recognized so I’ve changed some details.. I am a 25 year old last year student of a university living in Prague in the Czech Republic. I am a middle build with dark hair, 180 cm tall (5’11”) and 75 kg (165 lb) blue eyes and cute face. I sport a little but my body is not close to be perfect yet. Before the series of odd yet exciting events I had had around 18 guys. I have recently broken with a boyfriend and I created a profile on a dating site here. And then it happened. I ran across a profile of a tattooed handsome guy with some piercings who was 33 years old. He claimed to be dominant but is very picky. Let’s call him Ace. Pitty, I thought to myself, as that guy would be something I would love to get fucked by. I thought I had no chance, but the profile said that he was starting this “Fucking roulette”. Guys would sign up with him, he would publish them as their friends. Those who signed up earlier would be able to chose to fuck those who came in later. You could not refuse. Furthermore, Ace would chose you who to fuck and who you will be fucked by. If you were in the bottom role, you would not be able to say “no” in any case as it would disqualify you. You were always bottoming first. So, to make it short. I signed up. In few minutes I was the eighth to sign up. The “ad” said that I need my cunt to be used. The traffic on my profile has never been higher. In a few minutes Ace send me the profile name of the guy who was supposed to fuck me. His picture showed only his defined body. It said he is 40 years old. A little old to me, but I could not say no, could I? Coincidentally, the radar on the dating site said he was less than 300m away. I was nervous, but I decided to go with it. And I would not say no. He send me the address. He picked me up and we went to his apartment. Though it was late afternoon, the shades were down. His face was not that handsome, but the body was even better than in the pictures. I was not going to say no to anything. He made me strip completely. I was standing naked in front of him. He examined my body and face. I think he liked me. He pulled my hair and pulled my head to his crotch. I was going to open his zipper. As I touched it he slapped me. I understood I am not supposed to use my hands. I opened it with my teeth. It was hard but I managed. I really liked the smell of his cock in the underwear. As it was getting hard, I noticed it is fairly large. I pulled his pants and his underwear down. His cock was around 18 cm (7inch). I haven’t been getting larger dicks lately. I started to lick his balls and suck him. After a while, when he was rock hard he pulled my hair again and threw me on his bed. He undressed and I love his body. He turned me so that I was lying on my chest. I asked him: “Are we going to use” “No!” “ But I” “I am fucking you bare but I will not come in your ass.” It was my first time going bare. I thought well, why not. He put too little lube and he dug in. My ass was on fire, tears got to my eyes but I told myself I need to make it. He fucked me for about ten minutes. After a while it got incredibly sexy. I actually loved it being a little whore. He also took some pictures while fucking me as a proof for Ace, which we had to provide. After that he pulled out, turned me around and shoved it in my mouth. No wiping, just like that. It was little oozy, but it was sexy as hell. After a while, while I was on the edge of glory, he pulled out and came all over my face. I came as well and it was one of the most sexy things I have ever experienced. Later in the evening, I saw pictures of his cock and my but at Ace’s profile. While I was surfing, I found a profile on another dating site with the same picture and similar stats. The profile’s name was “anotherHIVpos”. It did not stop me in the Fucking Roulette.

looking for help setting up a gangbang with me as a bottom - contact me

I went there March of last year. I've posted about it before, but briefly. I chose a red hood they explain the risks, you agree, they then number you, and take your picture(back to camera) to enter best in show. One of the helpers liked me and found me a spot by the toilets as he said a lot of tops would see me here. Before you hood yourself you can walk around, have a drink. Check out the place. I noticed there where something like 7 red hoods, compared to the 50 or so whites. I was the youngest of the red hoods by about 10 years. Each mare getting fucked about 20 times is an exaggeration in my opinion, especially because some fuck for long without dumping a load, maybe it's different in Sept. I'd imagine it is. The first guy who fucked me had a PA, which was my first time getting fucked with one, and boy did I feel it. He was rough and after what felt like 10 minutes shot a load in me. During the time he was fucking me more people had surrounded us and fucked my throat etc. I brought poppers(which I recommend) but lost them half way through, luckily every top had some and practically forced them up my nose. I went home with blue lips and blue finger/toe nails. I took at least 8 loads, you can see a little through the hoods but not much. The last guy I fucked wouldn't let me up and really fuck to hurt, he was a young sadist I think. I'm glad I did it because I can say I did it, and the memory was hot, but in reality I wish I had worked up to the PA, that fucked me up. I got Hep C at that event, it's pretty rampant in Europe my doctor told me. I'm not trying to put you off, just giving you a truthful review. Enjoy. Oh at one point three tops carried me from the seating area to a bed so they could better fuck me. That felt hot being thrown around like meet, and I cant be sure but I think one of the staff got their dick in me too. The staff liked me, which made the experience nice. Hope this helps.

Couldnt agree more "chubbybear" if me hole aint enough move on there are plenty more cocks n loads out there

another one of me getting bred, this time from a well-known xtube amatuer http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Breeding-hot-young-skinny-Xube-fan-Jakey93-28749811 I've been lucky enough to meet some of my fans from this site who have offered their young hungry slutty holes for my seed. I met up with Jakey93 finally and I couldn't get enough of his eager ass. Am hoping he cums back for more which means more vids for you guys. :-) Sorry about the quality of this one but so hard to fuck and shoot at the same time. Any lads want the same then hit me up. Also looking for eager tops to join me breeding. Please comment & rate if you want to see more vids.

Ft. LAUDERDALE - just went to fuck a sexy 27 year old that lives a couple miles away. Gave him a little back massage then ate that pussy before I slid in. He couldn't take it at first and when I finally went all the way after several attempts he shot his load without touching his cock. Wow, must've been a horny boy! Hot fuck, hope we can do it again!

Last night I went to the Berkeley CumUnion party. It was a very hot night, especially since I went with a friend, and having a wingman really helps . I got fucked by eight guys, four of whom bred me. In addition I fucked sixteen guys, breeding one. Who knows how many sucked my cock or how many cocks I sucked. I also had no idea who was neg or poz, just that everyone was willingly accepting bare cock in his ass. I will definitely go again.

Been awhile since my last post. Life has been busy, but yesterday was much fun. I work at home and yesterday so was the boyfriend. The work day was close to ending, and as I hadn't heard off my fella for a good hour or so, I went downstairs expecting to find him watching TV or preparing dinner. Instead when I walked into our play-room I found my regular cumdump fuck buddy in the sling and my fella balls-deep in his ass, smiling at me! All I got from him was "Glad your here now as I can't hold off cumming any longer," and with that he let of a roar and filled my fuck buddy's hole with a massive load! I didn't need to be asked twice. Giving each of them a kiss on the lips, I dropped pants and slid straight in and proceeded to fuck the load out of both my balls and my fuck buddy. I was so horned up I lasted all of ten minutes before breeding my fuck buddy. Turned out they had been planning this all week as they both knew I would love it, so now it looks like my fella and I are to regularly fill my fuck buddy as a couple, and perhaps occasionally invite a few of our other mates to enjoy his hole! Later on that evening, my fella, who was still horny, pounded the living daylights out of my ass. Tomorrow we have another buddy who is going to stop over, and both of them will tag me. I do love my fella. He's pure filth!

I don't even care what they look like when they are fucking me. A hard dick is a hard dick. Fill up my ass or my mouth with hot come.

What's up. New guy here I've been wanting to be bred for a long time but my opportunities to do so are few and far between what with kids and family taking up my time. Today seemed like a good day since everyone else went to a wedding 3 hours away. I got on grindr and within an hr I had a guy come by to find me ass up on the bed waiting for him. He proceeded to fuck me and cum deep in me. After he left I was missing being fucked so a few hours later I had another guy come by to add a second load in there. I tried to find more but no one else seemed interested. I woke up wanting to be bred and I ended up with two loads. Can't wait for more.

I found the guy online we chatted briefly. I am mostly bottom but happy to top younger guys I waited in the park slatters reserve Blackburn, at the agreed time. He arrived got out of his car with a top but no pants. I got down and sucked his cock. He moaned I handed him my amyl. He sniffed long n deep. I fingered his hole and it was leaking cum from previous tops. I was so horny I turned him around and fucked him rough n deep while he held on to the park bench I dumped my 4 day load into him.

Been chatting to a guy, he wants to take me to a sex party he goes to, where guys fuck safe and raw, while it isn't kink, just vanilla, he said that if anyone wants to fuck me I have to let them, if they ask if I want to raw I have to say yes. Just waiting for the when and where

boymatt23 http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Raw-Muscle-Bottom-Takes-on-Two-Raw-Tops-27637581 Raw Muscle Bottom Takes on Two Raw Tops My buddy, evil*****20, and I found a hot raw muscle bottom who wanted our loads. We put this submissive bitch through is paces. We treat him like a human cum rug. He begged for our loads and he got wanted he wanted. We went him back to his bf with our DNA in his ass.

Hottest verbal talk for me happened a few years ago at SlammersLA which seems to be where some of my dirtier fucks have happened. After being filled with a few loads, a top with a big cock (one of those that gives you a quick pause to think - is that really going to fit in my hole?) came along (I was in a sling in that smaller room up front not the one that puts you on display with an audience) walked up to my hole and just shoved it in balls deep. He gave my ass a hard slap, bent down and looked into my eyes and said...Can you feel that cock in your pussy boy? I'm going to charge up that hole with my hot load boy. Whispering in my ears how he was going to get me pregnant.It was like being fucked by a demon. The dirty talk continued until he unloaded deep in me and pulled out and left quickly. I was left with a dripping stretched hole (not complaining!). What he didn't realize was that the piggy talk caused me to blow a huge load myself!

Oh yes Bbuddy... he is a regular... about 3 times a month he drops by and drops a load.... loving it!

Chapter 2: BECOMING HIS BITCH I woke up to a strange feeling. A huge hand on my ass, and an arm wrapped around me. I could hear him snoring like a truck. It's pretty rare for any guy who fucks me to want me around after he nutts, so waking up with one cuddling me was strange. Then it hit me: this wasn't just a hand on my ass, it was HIS hand; this wasn't just an arm around me, it was HIS arm. My heart raced and my cock went rigid. I felt him stirring next to me. The hand on my ass moved to my chest and he pushed down on me, using the hand on my chest as leverage as he sat up. He leaned over me and looked at me with that same smirk he use to tease me with when he got done fucking his tricks. He rubbed his hand over the dried cum and spit on my face. "God damn, you're a dirty little bitch." He groaned as he stood up, walking to the bathroom. He emerged a few moments later in his basketball shorts and a tshirt. He grabbed his phone and his ear buds as he walked out the door, obviously off for a morning run. I sat up and immediately realized I had a lot of work to do cleaning this place up before he got back. The sheets were covered in his cum and specs of blood from my ass. The floors throughout the place were a mess (his bros always tracked dirt and mud and shit in when they came over). There were still dishes in the kitchen from the night before - I hadn't gotten to clean them last night before he threw me on his bed and fucked me like the luckiest fag in the world. I crawled out of bed and that's when I realized how insanely sore and bruised my ass was. I went to the bathroom and checked out the damage in the mirror. I had dried cum covering my ass and thighs. Bruises on my waist where he grabbed me and held me down. Bruises on my ass where he had pounded me like a monster truck. I felt so proud of my war wounds - evidence that I had been used for John's pleasure. I turned on the shower and stepped in. The warm water stung my bruises a bit. I felt the spit and cum washing off me, and the clean smell of body wash and shampoo cleared out the smell of my own body odor. I had finished washing the dishes, moping the floor, and moved the sheets into the drier when I realized John had been gone longer than a usual run. I figured it was just more time for me to clean up before he got home. I had just finished making lunch for him when I heard the door open. He came in soaked with much more sweat than usual (clearly the result of his longer than usual run). It was literally dripping off every inch of him onto the freshly cleaned floor. "I know how much my little bitch loves my sweat." He said as he closed the door. He threw his shirt on the floor, took off his shorts, and walked towards me. His massive chest looked so perfect when it was shiny with sweat, and the stench of it filled my lungs and caused my dick to spring up like a dog who just heard the doorbell ring. When he was only a few inches from me he took his now balled up shorts in one hand and grabbed my bottom jaw with his other. He opened my mouth and shoved his shorts so far in I thought I might gag on it. His sweet sweat filled my mouth. It was dripping off his shorts all over my face and down my throat. I almost came right then. He closed my mouth around his shorts and barked at me: "that stays in there till I say so, little bitch." I nodded in agreement. Next he lifted his right arm above his head, revealing his gorgeous hairy pit. With his left hand still holding my jaw, he shoved my entire face into his pit. "Smell that faggot. Breath deep. You're going to smell that for the next 10 minutes." My hand instinctively moved to my hard dick, but he quickly slapped me on the side of my face "you don't fucking touch yourself ever again, bitch. You only cum from getting that pussy fucked." I nodded with my face still in his armpit. "You ready to clean me off, bitch?" I moaned approval around his shorts still in my mouth. He pulled my head from his pit. My entire face was soaked in his sweat. I'd never been so turned on in my life. His sweat was like nectar from the gods. He removed the shorts from my mouth, pushed me down to the floor till I was on all fours like a dog, and barked his next order, "Open your mouth, bitch." I looked up at him from the floor. He was even more of an alpha God from this angle. He was still dripping sweat from all over. He chest rose and fell like a mountain shifting above me. I opened my mouth and he leaned his head over me. He let out a single, massive glob of spit. It dropped slowly from his mouth and fell with a splat all over my face, mouth, and tongue. "Now start cleaning, beginning with my feet." I began licking his toes, sucking every last drop of sweat from each before moving on to the next. His feet, like everything else about him, were massive. When I was sure I had thoroughly cleaned them, I worked my way up to his powerful calves, worshipping the swollen muscles. His thighs took me the longest. When I made my way to his inner thighs I felt like he could easily crush my skull like an egg if he flexed them. His ass was perfect. Massive doesn't even begin to describe it. Round like two globes, and muscular. I wish my ass were half this big. I licked his ass cheeks like I was making love to them. When I went for his balls he stopped me. I looked up at him with sad puppy dog eyes. "Not yet, bitch." He said to me in a stern voice. So I worked my way up his chest, licking each of his chest hairs clean, and sucking his nipples like I was sucking his dick. That made him groan, just a little. I made a mental note to come back to them whenever I wanted to arouse him. Finally I made it to his pits. Glorious, sweaty landscapes of fur and muscle. I was in hog heaven. THIS was meeting God. After I finished cleaning every inch of his body from the neck down, he finally guided me to his balls. They were perfection. Two huge orbs hanging so low under his massive cock that they dropped below his dick head. I gently sucked his left nut into my mouth and massaged it with my tongue. His right nut hung down covering half my face as I gazed up at him: my alpha god. He groaned again. I knew I could do this right. I knew I could bring him the pleasure he deserved if I just worked hard enough. I moved to the right nut and cleaned it dry. Finally, I sat in front of him, face to face again with his massive 10 inch cock, which was at about half mast at that point. I looked up at him longingly, awaiting his approval. "Go get me a beer." He insisted. I scrambled to the kitchen and retrieved his beer before positioning myself back on the floor in front of him. "You want this dick?" He asked sarcastically as he smirked at me with that teasing smile. "Yes." I sheepishly replied. "Yes, what?" He barked back at me. "Yes, sir." I corrected myself. "Beg for it, little bitch. Convince me to let you." He replied. "Please, sir. I need it." I blurted out, my eyes nearly tearing up with the need to please him. "Why?" He inquired, but it was a rhetorical question. He knew why. "Because I need to please you. I need to be used by you." "Why is that?" I realized the answer he wanted. "Because I'm your worthless bitch." I lowered my face in shame as I said it. He leaned over, grabbed a fistful of my hair, and pulled my head back till I was Looking up at him. "You're my bitch, and I don't own worthless things. Don't fucking call any of my shit worthless again." "Yes, sir." I replied. "How long have you wanted this dick?" He demanded. "Always, sir." "That's right, bitch. You've always been a faggot after my cock since day 1, haven't you?" He mocked me, grinning from ear to ear. "Yes, sir. I've waited all this time." "Beg harder, bitch." "Please, sir." I begged, tears welling up at this point. "Please use me." Seeing me beg and cry for his dick got his rock hard. He walked over to the couch, sat down, and pointed at his engorged cock. I crawled over to him, positioned myself between his legs (where I belonged), wiped the tears from my eyes, and took the head of it into my mouth. I wanted to take it slow this time - show him I had the skills to please him while he relaxed. He laid back into the couch and sipped his beer. I spend half an hour slowly swirling my tongue around his cock head, then slowly taking as much of it down my throat as I could manage. Teasing the head and letting him hit the back of my throat both seemed to elicit moans and groans from him. The whole time I stared at him - this massive beast of a god - realizing I was the luckiest faggot in the world. I used one hand to play with his huge balls, and the other to gently trace the ripples of muscle on his chest. When he was ready, he pulled my head off his lap, picked me up, and threw me into the couch. He positioned me on my side, holding one leg in the air so high that it lifted my ass off the couch. He stood above me on the couch, his hard cock pointed at my hole, and place done foot on the side of my face, smoothing my head into the couch. In one fluid motion he drove his entire dick into me. Once again I was screaming in pain. Did his cock get bigger since last night?! He held his cock balls deep inside me for a few moments until my screaming subsided. Then he began pile driving his dick into me, pulling it almost completely out and then slamming it back in so hard I swear he shook the entire apartment as his crotch smashed into my ass. his foot pressed down on my face like I was just a bug to be crushed under his heel. He was reaching depths I'd never felt before. It was both excruciating pain and unbelievable pleasure. I screamed at the top of my lungs with every thrust. That only seemed to encourage him. I'm sure I never overheard him fuck any of his tricks nearly this hard. It felt like he might actually kill me, and I couldn't have been happier. I knew from the night before that he didn't seem to bother changing positions once he got started, so I knew I'd be in this spot for a while. I tried to relax, to concentrate on the pleasure and release the pain. 45 minutes in, I was cramping all over, but I dared not try to move. 1.5 hours in, I could barely feel anything I was so numb. How could he possibly fuck like this for this long?! I could hear him breathing heavily for a while now. I could feel his sweat dripping down onto me, I was completely covered in it by now (the entire couch was). Just when I knew I couldn't handle any more, his breathing got deeper and his grunts got louder. With one final glorious thrust, he shot over a dozen volleys of cum into my ass. He dropped me onto the couch as he dismounted his new broken in horse. His cum once again poured out of my gaping hole and over my thighs. I was clearly losing my voice from screaming so much. I had what seemed like a permanent outline of his foot on the side of my face. My entire body was cramped. My ass was numb. And my glorious alpha beast stood over me, beating his chest in victory. His smile masked how exhausted he otherwise clearly was. But that smile. That I could bring that perfect smile to his face was better than any fuck. That I could bring him pleasure gave everything meaning. I could barely move until he smacked me on the ass so hard I nearly leaped off the couch. "Good job, little bitch." That night he practically had to carry me to bed. He had placed his still sweaty shorts over my pillow like a pillowcase. I spent then entire night inhaling the sweet smell of his sweaty balls. I hadn't cum, and my cock stayed rock hard all night. Next chapter: THE GANG RAPE

IMO this is one of the hottest videos on xtube. The top starts out slow working the pace up to power fucking and breeding deep. The bottom clearly enjoys the fucking he's getting. I wish it was me. The only thing that could have made this better is some atm & felching. http://www.xtube.com/video-watch/Hotel-breeding-of-cum-slut-28695451

Had planned a fuck date (finally, it has been a while). Prepped and waited until I got a message from him cancelling because it "was too hot to fuck"! True, temperatures here were soaring up to 35C (95F), which is unusual here, and it was muggy. Fuck! All prepped and horned up and the guy cancels. Sent a text message to a guy close by who had fucked me before with a FB (he wasn't online so just a wild guess). Got one back saying to come over in 3 hours. His husband would be away then and he would ask a FB (he loves to watch too). Cleaned again just to be sure and got over there. New FB, hadn't seen him before but decent looking enough and a big bulge in his gym shorts. Guy dumped the first load. FB had problems cumming and must have fucked my ass for 45 mins before he shot his load (not that I minded ;-) Made me cum halfway from just having my ass pounded and his big balls slapping against my butt. Then 1st guy dumped a 2nd load and made me cum again. Very good unexpected session. Walked home all sweaty, three loads in my ass and head still spinning from the poppers.

Did he share you with his friends? I love it when there are two men using me and they talk to each other like I'm an inanimate object for them to use. It thrills me to be used by ruthless men of power.

Dadson yet gay intergenerational is the hottest. Not only because I have always found dads being better looking comparing to young cutie boys pudding male flesh. Dads attitude & behaviour usually are ways hotter & naughtier being open to much more actions. Honest, straight forward & open minded yet more like me One thing though that is true for dadson as for all actions, videos or photos. Daddy & boy are the models but what makes it really how they will fuck & what thing(s) they will do. Someone saying he's into dadson is a bit like saying he likes sex, it doesn't give any precision on what he likes them to do yet the actions he's into. I usually like it rough but I will have any action if the dad is hot Many years web works has showed me there many twinky boys looking for dads

I'm not into roleplays. When someone calls me a daddy, it's actually a turn off. Can't you just shut up, be a man, push me up against a wall and fuck me?

Part XVI I was really drunk and could not seem to keep a thought going. It seemed like I had been getting fucked by several poz guys again, but just could not seem to comprehend it. I remember wondering what I had been drinking, and was was it about the booze cause I was, I thought, just sitting here at same the table we had occupied since we arrived. In any event I remember thinking 'Damn, I've got to quit drinking so much when out', and my brain seemed wooden, and my ass felt wet, perhaps even a little sore. I also remember thinking 'Oh, well, it looks like my buddies are all in a good mood'. I wondered if the one we brought here to get pozzed up had gotten loaded or not. I tried to ask but could barely speak. My buddies, however, apparently understood me, as one of them remarked "He probably will be as he got a good 15 or so loads in his ass." I remembering joining the laughter, and this time managed to add "Yep, I bet he does this time." This started a new wave of laughter and some gesturing in my direction, but I couldn't quite understand that. Not sure, but I think one of the guys is saying something about the bar getting ready to close in a few and why don't we all go back to his place for a bit. Not sure who is talking but seems they are all agreed. I tell them I had better head for home but they are telling me I am too drunk to drive and might as well come along with them until I sober up. Sounds reasonable to me I guess. A couple of them pretty much have to hold me up to get out the door and into a car. Next thing I remember then is them helping me get out of the car again when we arrived. I don't seem to recognize the house though and am told it is the guy from the parade's place. They help me up the walk and into the house and take me into a room and kind of help me lay down to sleep it off. As I am drifting off it seems like there are more than just my 5 friends and the parade guy there but I am not sure. Again I kind of drift back to aware, somewhat, and am feeling like I am moving. I open my eyes and try to focus but still really out of it. I think I am naked now it seems. I am moving and try to shake the cobwebs but not doing real good at that. Looks like some chains hooked to the ceiling and mirrors and maybe two guys showing in them with one apparently fucking the other? WOW, must be dreaming again about the parade and kind of drift off again. When I open my eyes again I am in a bed and naked as hell. Where the hell am I? Also, it feels like someone else naked and in the bed with me. I can also feel something at my ass. I reach down and open my legs up some and what the hell, it feels like a cock buried in my ass. Can't be. But it sure is and as I fell it, whoever it belongs to all at once starts to move and his cock goes in deeper and I moan. Damn, my ass is sore as hell but it also feels great too, but what the hell is going on? I turn my head to look over my shoulder just as the guy starts to really pound my hole. It takes me a minute to recover from that and then I recognize him. The POZ GUY from the parade. What the hell is going on here? I try to move away but he has a good grip on me and is really pounding my hole hard now. I try to tell him to stop but can't get the words out from the sensations flowing from my ass to my cock. I can only move my ass back at him as he thrusts into me and my cock is hard as a rock now too. Another few minutes went by and then he held me even tighter announcing "Here it comes," as he buried his cock as deep as he could in my ass. I could feel it throb and my own cock erupted with a huge load. We lay like that for a bit and then as his cock slipped out of me, he rolled me over towards him, planting a kiss on my lips. I could do nothing but return it, even if I was completely confused. Finally after a bit he pulls away and sits up and climbs out of bed and heads for what I assume is the toilet. I laid there and tried to wrap my mind around what in the hell had happened and how was I here? Just couple of minutes later one of my work buds walked in, stark naked, and grinned commenting about me finally getting up. He came over to the bed and sat down next to me and before I knew it he had grabbed me and planted a kiss on me too. I pulled back and asked what the heck was going on anyway. He started to laugh and asked me if I was kidding? I said hell no, what happened, I don't hardly remember anything and really couldn't remember leaving the bar. My friend looked at me like I was crazy to start with. Then he grinned and asked if I remember what all I had been doing. I told him I just got up and have no idea what the hell was going on or how I ended up here and where were we and why did I just get fucked by the guy from the parade, and he is poz? My buddies mouth dropped open and he exclaimed you just got fucked again? I looked at him weird and asked what he meant by AGAIN? He told me I seem to have a lot to tell you. He wanted to know if I remembered getting fucked at the bar? I looked at him like he was crazy and told him there was no way. He laughed again, and told me I sure had and probably had gotten a good dozen loads in my ass there. My mouth dropped open as he told me that and went into some details also. I was really freaked out and then he told me that every one of those loads had also been poz and that each of my work buddies had fucked me too and couple of them had went twice there and the guy from the parade had also fucked me at the bar too. My eyes were really wide now, what the hell did I do? My buddy then started telling me about all of us leaving the bar and coming to the parade guy's house to drink some more. They had basically carried me in and stripped me and put in his sling to sleep mostly, but some of the other guys from the parade showed up also and with me naked and in the sling it wasn't long before one of those guys was loading my hole also and the everyone took a turn or two and some three. I told him to hold up a minute, that takes a lot of time. He told me it went on all night long before the parade bud got me out of the sling and brought me up here to his bed to sleep. He also said he had dumped another load in my ass in the bed then. I couldn't hold it back any longer and wanted to know the time. He told me it was probably 3 or 3:30 in the afternoon now. My chin had to drop to the floor, that fucking long. How the hell many loads did I get in my ass? My friend said he wasn't sure but probably had to be a good two dozen total if not more. I could not comprehend this again. It then dawned on me that my cock which had just exploded a short time ago was back hard again and my friend was rubbing my bare leg up and down and stopping just short of my cock. As I noticed this the guy from the parade had walked back in and my friend leaned towards me and kissed me again as I looked in the eyes of the guy from the parade. I returned the kiss without thinking and then felt my friends hand leave my leg and grab my cock. I gasped and then he pushed me down on the bed, grabbed my legs and lifted them up and slid between my legs and lined up his hard cock and plunged it deep into me on one stroke. I almost came unglued it felt so good. Damn, I don't want this but can't seem to refuse from the way it feels. The poz guy from the parade came and sat down beside us. As I noticed him sitting down and turned my head that way he leaned in and planted a kiss on me and reached between my friend and my bodies and stroked my cock. My whole being was in overdrive and I was moaning my pleasure constantly. I then became aware there was someone else there. I looked towards the door and there was another of my friends from work. He was naked and walked in and was naked and stroking his cock as he approached the bed. About 20 minutes went by and my buddy fucking me looked deep into my eyes and told me he was cumming and buried his cock deep and moaned and filled my hole with another load of poz cum. As his cock deflated he climbed off of me and my other work buddy jumped right in and rammed his cock in me before I could even move. He really went to town pounding my hard. He had been stroking his cock the whole time there and it was only about another 5 minutes and he was creaming the hell out of my hole too. I then noticed that the parade guy had got up and seemed to be rummaging around in a drawer for something. As my friends cock went limp and fell out of my hole he moved from between my legs. Before I could lower them the parade guy grabbed them and held them up high and told me not to drop down but keep all that in me. I didn't know what he meant and then wham he had rammed something else up my ass. I gasped and wanted to know what the hell? He told me he had rammed a butt plug in me so none of their cum could get back out. I told him I need to get as much of that back the heck out of me as possible. He just grinned, grabbed me and lifted me right up out of bed and stood my up. I just gasped and stood there a moment from the sensations that had caused from that big butt plug. I then told him I really needed to pee now and he pointed me towards the toilet.

Previously... “Or you do those two lines for the camera”. He held up his phone, “say cheese, big boy!” “Cheese” I snorted the two lines, and his cock slammed into me. Right so... Now I don’t know if I mentioned, but though I love a bit of assplay, I’m pretty much as top as they come. I mean I’ve tried bottoming a whole rake of times, but it never usually gets much past the “Pull it out! Pull it out!” stage. Even Joe, the other top in my old foursome, only managed to properly fuck me a handful of times – and considering the glut of sex I had in college – that was a mere drop in the ocean. So perhaps this will tell you just how fucking high I was when I made those videos, when I suggested Simon use his cock instead of Hugo, the big black dildo, and when I let Si shove all that cock into me… Still. I was a top first and foremost, and the reason for it started flooding back up my body as soon as Simon penetrated me. Try as I might, my body just doesn’t take kindly to my out-hole being used as an in-hole. My entire system just focuses on making me, through any way possible, pull the invading object out of me – It’s almost animalistic the mode I go into… Joe often ended up with a black eye or bruises elsewhere… Then there was the time I was drunk with this Spanish DJ in the Majorca nightclub who was also after a few too many cervezas. He thought he’d try his luck on me in the DJ booth. It took some inspired help from his cronies to get the music playing again after I broke the deck. Talk about a walk of shame… Right now though I almost broke Simon’s cock twisting myself off it. “What the fuck?” he asked, clearly revved up to pound my hole. “I’m a top dude. You have your video, but I can’t take anymore of your cock – it’s too big” (Classic “play for time” move – tell the top his cock is too big. They love it!) Simon chuckled, and said “sounds like you once again can dish it, but ya can’t take it”. He looked down at my semi-hard nine and half inches. “You expect people to take your cock, but you won’t give up your ass? That doesn’t seem fair Mike” He leaned over me – I could smell the liquorice from his breath. “Then what am I gonna do with you?” I lay back on to ground and pulled me toward him, running my hands down his sweaty muscular back. I reached up and stroked his dimples… “I can share, other guys like Iain” Simon raised his eyebrow, and leaned in and mock-snapped at me. “I want your ass Mike” “You can rim me for hours…” “Shut up…” and leaned in a kissed me, pretty effectively shutting me up. His mouth was wonderful and I lost myself in his kiss as we rolled around on the floor. I still didn’t know if he was pissed off with me, or what he felt about me, but right now I was craving his touch. His fingers pinched my nipples as I clawed down his flexing back. We flipped and I hooked his knees behind my shoulders. While I worked his hole with my fingers, I looked down at his concertina-d abs and his still hard cock and managed to fish it back to my mouth with no hands. I could taste myself on him, mixed up in his pre-cum, and I knew why Iain did it to me earlier. There’s something fantastically hot about sucking your own juices off someone else’s cock. From his tensed position and the pre-cum pouring out of him again, I could tell he was loving my cock-sucking skills. He mock-snapped at me, a few times, like a trapped puppy. I started feeling even sluttier than I was before, like really slutty.. I think the last line of MDMA was kicking in. I pulled off his cock and gathered all that juicy pre-cum in my mouth, hocking up more phlegm as well and looked down at Simon. He could hear me work up my spit and in that instant eye-contact he saw what I wanted and opened his mouth wide. I spat straight down and scored. Twice in quick succession, he got a full wad of spit. Now he could taste himself too and was loving it. I leaned in over him to get up close and spat at him again – this time all over his face, then started licking it off. He spat back at me. “I’ll fucking have your hole yet lad” I tongued across his mouth pouring my spit into his, pulling back and still connected by a string of liquid. “Not if I have yours first!” I leaned back. My thumbs hadn’t been idle. The entire time they’d be working his fuckhole with little massages and using his sweat to lube and slowly open it bit by bit. To this I added his spit, spitting down on his upturned ass. Watching that twitching hole glisten with spit and wink at me, I couldn’t resist anymore. Shuffling my legs back I dove down to eat that tasty tan pucker (How he got his hole tanned is beyond me – that must have been some funky sun-bathing). As I reached back to pull myself hard, I heard groaning from below. Simon was obviously enjoying himself. I shuffled back up again and positioned my cock at his cunt. Spitting down on his ass for lube, I looked back at Simon. “This is for smacking me” and shoved in.

barebacking and load loving fox here!

Same here except I haven't had boyfriends. Just FWBs who want me used before they cum in my pussy,

My guess is that an older bottom probably has to: 1) become less picky (e.g. anonymous sex like darkrooms where people are less likely to screen you out based on appearance). 2) keep their bodies/faces looking youthful (e.g. exercise and manscaping). 3) do what older straight men do - i.e. get out the wallet. I think older tops have their issues too. A hot (young) bottom is probably more interested in a hot young top. I'm convinced that we all tend to be attracted or drawn to what we cannot have (or have easily). So I'm sure there are plenty of older tops who are not happy that they can no longer snap their fingers and fuck the bottoms they want. I'm pretty good friends with some total tops and the thing I hear them complain most about is that the guys they lust after won't bottom for them. So imagine the irony! Bottoms are in heat wanting dick and the tops are crying in their beer over a fellow top that doesn't want his prostrate bumped.

i have had cum leak out my ass and down my balls while fucking my wife. Some of it obviously got in her. The top who was breeding me at the time loved the idea of his gay cum in my wife and always wanted me to go home and fuck her after he bred me.

Drscopio's explanation is great. "PrEP" stands for "Pre-Exposure Prophylaxis." It means taking a medication (Truvada) before exposure (to HIV) to prevent infection. If you are HIV negative and want to fuck bare while staying HIV negative, it's a good idea. It will prevent you from getting HIV. See: http://www.ispreprightforme.com and http://prepfacts.org for more information. There's also a sub-forum here in "HIV/AIDS & Sexual Health Issues" where you can find more information from Breeding.Zone members.

I mean... really? why is this even a question. we all know the correct answer.

my older brother took my cherry when I was 11 and he was 14. started out with jacking off, then sucking, and then fucking me. I used to beg him to shove it in me everyday after school before mom got home...we are both in our 20's now and still suck and fuck. Its awesome.

i was in my mid thirties, married and in denial. When the first cock touched my tougue and slid down my throat I thought "I'm a cocksucker" . I was so content at that moment. But I don't believe any man can resist the feelings that come from having a hard, hot cock fucking you. All men want it and should.

Just saw this post - lovin it. I'm a "str8" young alpha dude - by that I mean in public - I don't want anyone I know to find out I fuckin love dudes dumpin come in my ass on the DL. That's the shit that turns me on is that none of my buds or girls I fuck have any clue that I get off having guys fuck and breed me on the DL - so fuckin dirty - that's what makes it hot to me. Started this shit bout a year back. Yeah I was thinkin about takin cock but kept that shit to myself and my jo sessions, but finally one night in Mexico after kiting all day I got partied up didn't know anyone enough to give a shit what they knew and ended up having this Mexican guy realise I wanted dick and he fuckin pushed me down face down ass up just pulled my shorts down and raped my hole till he dumped his load up in me and left. Yeah I wanted it cause if I didn't I would have beat the shit outta him - but fuckin turned me on having a dude treat me like a cum dump and ever since then I sneak around and let dudes breed my hole on the DL