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The weekend was approaching and I was cruising for some action on Craigslist. I noticed an ad stating there was going to be a barebacking fuck party and they needed more bottoms. So, being a committed BB bottom, I responded. The guy (Sam) explained he and his buddy (Nick) were renting two adjoining rooms for the weekend at a hotel and there would be no more than four bottoms - they were both bottoms and needed two more bottoms for the party. They were renting two adjoining rooms each with two queen beds. After exchanging notes, I understood that I needed to be: 1. Cleaned out at all times, including before I arrived for the party. Additional enemas would be administered as needed. 2. I could not refuse any cock and its load. 3. Poz loads were a definitely a possibility, and, were highly likely. 4. The party started Friday evening and continued until Sunday afternoon. 5. My holes were to be available for loads the entire time. 6. All fucking was going to be bareback - absolutely no condoms were allowed! Being neg, I worried about the poz loads, but the lure of that much cock invading my ass over a weekend was too much to resist. I signed on. I arrived cleaned out, but had mentioned my predilection for wine enemas. Having brought my own supply of wine, and it still being early on Friday afternoon, Nick and Sam, the organizers of the party, gave me a nice wine enema upon my arrival - 50-50, white wine (it doesn't stain if leaked) and water. I let it soak in for an hour and just after expelling it, our first two tops arrived, Being a bit tipsy, I was ready to suck and fuck. We had drawn numbers as to who would be invaded by the first cock. I had been lucky enough to be number two, and so it was in no time I had sucked the second cock nice and hard before rolling over to feel its owner stick it deeply into my tight (well, within reason), asshole. I was in heaven, taking my first cock, and its load, of the weekend. One I knew would be the first of many cocks and loads, far outpacing anything I'd done up until this moment. As I was getting my hole pounded by more cocks, er..., more tops showed up. I reveled in knowing that some, if not all, would be using my hole for their pleasure, and that I'd be taking my pleasure from them. At that moment, only slightly high, the knowledge that some loads would be poz, crossed my mind... I also knew that I had agreed to taking any and all loads and that, most likely, I would not know the "status" of any cock and its load inside me. Though still somewhat sober, I knew I was committed for whatever was going to happen to me. After responding to the ad, and finding out the "rules," I'd done some soul searching and finally decided that, if I hadn't already done so, sooner or later I'd take an, unknown to me, and even perhaps to its giver, a toxic load that would poz me. Getting pozzed, or, somehow, "dodging the bullet," was going to be a matter of fate. Perhaps, like some, Maybe, by an odd stroke of luck, I was resistant to the virus. Perhaps not, but travelling the path I was, of barebacking every cock I took, unless its owner wanted a condom, could (would?) result in me getting converted sooner or later. I had decided to stop worrying about getting knocked up and just accept it when it happened. Soon enough, my first load was in, and it was followed in no time at all by three more. Then there was a lull in the action, so, Sam suggested another wine enema, and of course, loving enemas, and wine enemas even more, I agreed. About the time it had soaked in nicely, six more tops showed up. I quickly lost the enema so my hole could be at their service. I began to lose count of who had their cock inside me and how many loads I'd taken so far. Part of the problem is that, since two of us were sharing a bed, sometimes the top went back and forth between our assholes. But also, the tops were circulating between beds and assholes, so who knew what cock was inside them, and for that matter, who cared? After who knows how many cocks and loads, someone decided I needed yet another wine enema. Who was I to protest? After letting it soak in, and expelling it, I noticed a clock read 11:00 PM and things were getting lively, As soon as one cock unloaded into me, it was replaced by yet another one, I was now beyond knowing, or caring, whether or not it had left its load in me. Viral status? What did the word "toxic: mean at the moment? Neither my asshole nor my inebriated brain cared. Yeah, there were guys, who as I recall now, who had scorpion and what (I now know to be bio-hazard) tattoos in the room, but which cocks had slid into my ass - well, by now, I no longer recalled, nor cared. Now I know what those tats meant, but at that point, I didn't. Not that it would have mattered. Poz loads were now not just accepted, they were readily accepted. Poz loads are part of barebacking, and I was an eager and committed barebacker. Poz loads are simply part of the deal, and sooner or later, one will convert you or not. I do recall one guy mentioning, as he shoved his cock balls deep into me, "I hope you enjoy my hot load." I asked him what ne meant by that, and he said he was pumping me full of his poz load. He sure wasn't the only one to tell me that, but which guy and which cock he was connected to began to blur. At that point, I knew I'd signed onto taking poz loads and at this point, so much poz seed was inside me, more wouldn't really matter. The guys (whomever) gave me another wine enema, and after that, sometimes I woke up vaguely knowing my hole was getting fucked really hard and good. I have no idea how many cocks and loads I took. At one point though, I was woken out of my drunken stupor by anal pain! My hole didn't just ache. The pain was intense! Stabbing! I finally realized that that something huge was inside me and that it was furiously pistoning in and out of me! "Take my poz load you bitch!" Well, I was just conscious enough to know that this guy was pounding the hell out of my hole and he was going to pump a deadly load really deep inside me, and... I was ready for it! I just relaxed, laid there, and reveled in the sheer pain he was giving my hole! I was calm, even though the pain of him ripping me open was intense. The wine numbed me and made it okay. I willing took his toxic load, and if he pozzed, me, then it was fate. In fact, as I laid there and faded back into sleep, I craved his huge cock and the toxicity of his load. Then I fell asleep again. I don't know how many other cocks unloaded into me after I fell asleep. I don't care. I just appreciate that their owners deemed fit to use my abused, open, receptive hole for their pleasure, even while I was drunkenly asleep. Maybe it was as much of a turn on for them as it was for me, to know they used my hole while I was "out." Whatever happened to me while I was that drunk, I deserved. In the morning, I awoke, my hole ached, but, as agreed, I stayed for Saturday's fun. Every stroke hurt my hole, which I accepted as my just dues as an anal bottom. with a hole for someone else's use and pleasure, (including mine, even if it hurt). Yes, sure enough, the fuck flu hit me - pretty hard - as one would expect. I am no longer the neg fresh meat at these parties (I am now part of the trio that organizes them, and I know I was somewhat set up, but I don't care, I had it coming and knew the risks going in), but my (not so longer tight) hole is still appreciated by all of the tops. Plus, even though I am a committed bottom, I have enjoyed sharing the gift, both as a bottom, as well as the occasional top.

Ultimate Stealth Being an independent contractor, I have to go where the work is, and I accepted a six month contract to work in Tampa, FL. I hired my partner to be my helper in the work, as I commonly do when I have to work out of town. We are each Poz, and we are nearing the point where we will need to go on meds, as our counts are getting high. But I expect we have about a year of still being potent. I tell you this because we enjoy being gifters, openly or by stealth. We’ve each knocked up about 20 men, and we were talking about how we might get that number higher during the time we were on contract. We decided to create new profiles on all the sex sites we use, new screen names, and to list ourselves as Neg and Safe Sex Only. We found a nice apartment on North Dale Mabry and rented sufficient furniture and made the second bedroom into our playroom, installing the one piece of furniture from home we had to bring with us, our big sling. This has seen years of use, and we are so glad we got the springs that make hard fucking such a pleasure. We also have a big mirror that we mount on top, not the little fish eye mirror some sites offer, but one almost as big as the sling stand itself. If the spotlight we clamp on the side is in the right place, the bottom can watch that cock disappear in his ass just like he was watching porn. So many men tell us that is one of the things they enjoy when we fuck them, after our big thick cocks. I think mine is thicker, but Johnny’s is just a bit longer, with a nice point that seeks out second sphincters so well. I don’t need to tell you how much we love to tag team breed in that sling. Each will fuck till he gets close, then the other takes over, and the fuck seems to go on forever. Plus we like to keep the head of the sling low, so the mouth of the bottom is at cock level. He can just turn his head and keep the next fucker sucked up hard and slick. Now eventually any breeding top will spew in his bottom’s hole, and then the other gets to fuck in his cum and plant his load on top. I love to pop a tight hole open and fuck him till I plant my load, but I also love to slide in on the warm blanket of another man’s cum. Seeing that white ring of cum around my shaft as I fuck is as much a turn-on as that marvelous feel of warm cum as the lube, a warm glove around my shaft as I fuck and breed ass. There is no better fuck lube than another man’s cum. And after I plant my load I always present my cummy cock to the bottom, so he can suck it clean and get to taste the cum of the various men that have given him their loads. I’m sure most of you know the pleasure and excitement of finding a Neg bottom that wants to convert. He will be so excited about it that he’s practically fucking himself on your Poz cock. The first man I ever knocked up was stiff as a poker the whole fuck, and when I told him it was the moment of conversion when he felt my Poz cock spasm in his ass, filling him with my poison seed, his cock exploded and shot cum over his head without him touching it. I’ve done lots of conversion scenes, and they all make me stiff thinking about them. But the ones that make my stiff cock drip are the ones I fucked and bred that didn’t know I was Poz and giving them dirty loads. I think stealth gifters are probably the dirtiest fuckers I know. And the worst ones are the ones that pass themselves off as Neg and Safe. And I guess that makes me a really dirty fucking bastard, ‘cause that’s what I do. So we got moved in and set up and found the local places, but as usual, most of the action came off the net. In order to set it up, we made sure to buy a big box of condoms, something we’ve never had to do before. And we got gloves for fisting, something else we’ve never had to do. But buying them was not nearly as bad as having to use them. But it was necessary to set the scene, so we did it. We had many men over and made sure they were safe as they did for us, and we were very careful to always use rubbers when we fucked them, and gloves for the few that wanted to fist. And after a month, we had a pretty good clientele. We had discussed how we might make the change from safe to raw play, and we decided we would wait and let the bottoms ask first, so we wouldn’t show our hand in the game. And sure enough, after about a month, they began to ask. And we refused, as that was not safe. We wanted to wait until about six weeks before we were to leave to begin playing raw, so that if anyone tested Poz, we would be long gone by that time. And the plan worked perfectly. The bottoms kept asking, can’t we play raw, since we’re all safe, and we used the standard speech, we don’t know where you’ve been or who you’ve played with, and they used the standard speech, only the bottom is at risk, the tops never get it, only bottoms get AIDS fucked up their ass. So slowly, about three months into the game, we began to give in. We would fuck safe with a man for the first loads, and then play raw at the end, when we were mostly out of cum and it was very unlikely that anyone would be infected. But we also began to plan our big party. By this time we had our targets in mind. Besides the single men, there was one Daddy that had a Boy and sometimes would bring some other Boys along. We wanted to nail Daddy, if possible, so if we didn’t get his Boys, he would, as he would often breed them, knowing they didn’t play raw with other men. So six weeks prior to the end of my contract, we set up the party. In our regular play we let them bring up the possibility of making this a bareback party, as we were all safe. And of course we refused at first, finally giving in to them. “OK, if that’s what you want, since we know we are all safe, we will do it bareback.” The week prior we both had to be good and not fuck with each other or anyone else, so our balls would be as full of dirty Poz cum as possible. We set the party for a Saturday night, and invited Daddy and his Boy, and he would bring two other Boys, so we each could have one to start with, and then trade around. And the times we were with Daddy prior to this, we made sure to include him in the rimming, so he was accustomed to us rimming his ass, just to warm him up or while he was fucking. After a while he got to enjoy it, which is what we wanted. When it got to the point that he would offer us his ass for rimming just before he would start to fuck his Boy, we knew we had our man. When the given Saturday arrived, we skipped dinner after a light lunch and took Viagra, so we knew we would stay UP for all the action ahead of us. By the time the men arrived we were both about to bust to breed ass, so after we’d all had a beer and gotten naked, we were very glad when the Boys started to suck the Dads. And we made sure to rim all the Boys well, so that rimming became part of the fuck ritual. I was fortunate to get Daddy’s Boy first; Johnny got one of the others and Daddy got the odd Boy out. I got Daddy’s Boy in the sling and made sure he had his poppers as I ate his ass, and I ate it even longer than normal, so he was begging for my dick. And all that spit made it easy to slide home raw in that cute tight ass. He really was a great Boy for Dad, but all I was thinking about at this point was trying not to spurt too early. I wanted to give him a long hard fuck and wear his ass out good, so the Poz cum I would inject would take. So I started out slow and easy, and then would build it up and really begin to pound his ass, which he loves, and then I would back off and play with his ass lips on the head of my cock, again till he would beg me to fuck him hard. After several times of soft and easy and then hard pounding, I knew I was getting to the point that I couldn’t take it much longer. I looked around and saw Johnny fucking one of the Boys on the bed, and Daddy had another Boy on the opposite side, so the Boys were kissing each other while the Dads had their legs over their shoulders. I think Dad hit the point of no return first and planted his load. “Damn, don’t it feel good to breed a Boy’s ass!” he shouted as he spurted his load. And about that time Johnny let go his dirty load, and he just looked at me and smiled that dirty breeder look while he dumped his poison load in. So it was my turn, and I increased my tempo and fucked that Boy as hard as I’ve ever fucked any man, and felt my dirty cock spew as I gave him the poison load that he will never forget. He was telling me how good it felt to have a man cum in his ass, but he was preaching to the choir; I’ve heard that so many times, and I’ve told every one of them, once you take a load raw, you’ll never want another rubber in your ass, you want cum! We all had to take a break after that, so we sat around drinking beer and smoking till the Boys started sucking dick again. I had told Johnny beforehand that we would each knock up a Boy, and then in the next round, he would knock up the Boy that didn’t get any Poz cum the first time, and I would go after Dad. So Johnny went after the Boy that still needed his Poz load, and Dad went after the one that got Johnny’s load, and that left me with Dad’s Boy again. I was letting him suck me and playing with his ass; he knew I had already had him, so he was biding time till Johnny could have a turn at his ass. But I was aiming for Dad. I got down behind Dad as he was fucking the Boy with the Poz cum in his ass, and began to rim him as he fucked ass. He pulled out a little to give me a better target, as he knew the rimming helped him get stiff to fuck again. And then he resumed fucking, and with the help of the rimming, it wasn’t long before he planted his second load. This time when the Boys went out with Johnny for beer and smoke time, I made sure that Dad stayed back, as I sucked his cock clean and just generally made him feel comfortable on the bed. I had him lie back with his legs over the end of the bed, and finished tongue cleaning up his bush and balls, and then I put his legs on my shoulders and began to rim him again. I knew this would turn him on, and despite having planted two loads in a relatively short time, he was beginning to get stiff again. Funny thing, a man’s tongue in your asshole will do that to you. So I’m slobbering all over his ass and making love to his hole, and he raised his legs off my shoulders to give me better access. I couldn’t have asked for a better path to my target. At the edge of the bed I had put a small container of Crisco, and I was greasing my cock up, and despite having planted a load earlier, the thought of knocking up Daddy had my cock stiff and dripping. So when Daddy was holding his legs up and moving his ass on my tongue, I knew this was my chance. I got up as quickly as I could, and I stuck my greasy cockhead up his ass. The pop of the cockhead parting ass sure got his attention, so I leaned over him to begin kissing him, pressing his legs to his chest, and forcing my cock up his ass. I had greased up well, so I just slid home after popping open that tight hole. He was trying to protest and get me off, but I was telling him how wonderful he was, what a man he was, all the things you say to a man to get in his ass. And I think he was actually enjoying it, as he started kissing me back and stopped resisting as I began to work my cock in till I was balls deep. I imagine Daddy had been fucked before, as just about every gay man has been at some point in his life. He may not like it, but he will accept it. I always say “When you open your body to the root of his manhood, both receive pleasure!” And though I may not enjoy having the shit fucked out of me, I do like to feel a man inside me sometimes. And having the Boys out of the room removed any feel of shame he might have felt if his Boy had been there watching. And after I got going I could tell he was getting into it, even though I bet he would never admit it. But my problem was how excited I was; I knew I couldn’t keep this up much longer, as I was so hot to breed this man with my Poz cum. So our fuck was not long, but I ended it with a very hot and heavy slap-ass breeding that I hoped would do the job. I sure did enjoy watching his face filled with pleasure as I filled his ass with my poison cum. One of the problems with stealth breeding is you get too excited doing it and cum too soon. When I pulled out I felched around his ass to clean up any drips, so that the Boys wouldn’t see he had taken a load, but I didn’t suck any Poz cum out, I wanted it to stay in there and take hold. I suggested we go join the others after a last kiss and thanks for a hot fuck. We went in and found the Boys about to drag Johnny back in for another round, so we let them go play for a while I had a smoke and Dad had a beer. Then after a long enough pause to recharge, we went back in. Johnny was fucking Dad’s Boy in the sling and the other two were fucking each other, but when we came back in they untangled and the one I had not yet fucked sucked me and I got in him while the other did the same to Dad. I think each Boy had two loads by this point, and I had fired so hard and deep that I doubted I had any cum left, but I had a stiff Viagra dick that was loving fucking in the cum in his kid’s ass and I did my best to work it in good and hard, even if I couldn’t add any more but a dribble of demon seed into it. We finally gave up late in the night/early morning, and Dad and the Boys left us to collapse and recuperate. But before they left we made plans for a going away party the last Saturday we were to be there. And what a party that was. Dad came back with the two Boys, and we invited all the men we had been fucking raw, and they all came except one that had the flu (we hoped it was the Poz fuck flu). Johnny and I held off the week prior, again so that our balls were full, and we tried to nail the ones we were not sure of. There were a couple of guys with the sniffles, so we were getting out of town just in time. After we left as many men as possible dripping our poison cum, we packed up the sling and stole away in the night, deleting our profiles and our screen names and changing our email addresses and profiles back to what they had been before: Poz breeders, dirty raw fuckers, only plant our loads, no condoms allowed! And if you’re interested in converting, talk to us! Jerry Prince 11/9/12

Met up with a guy from my gym who has cruised me lots of times. Late 30s Hispanic, beefy legs and ass that he likes to show off, usually in compression gear. I always thought he was a little femye for my taste but it was a Sunday afternoon, I didn't have anything lined up and he was twitching his hairy butt at me in the showers. So yeah, I went to his place. His ass was really amazing and I had my face in it right away. I was pretty sure he'd been fucked already, 'cause I thought I was tasting spunk. And he admitted I was the second dick of the day. He was really flexible and I fucked him on his back with his feet way behind his head. Blew my load in him as he was egging me on to shoot in his hole. He was pretty horned up by the time I was done, and he started fingering my ass and telling me he wanted to give me a load back. So I took his dick and his load!

I leave it inside. If I swallow it's not like I'm gonna puke it up again. So why get rid of it when it's in my ass? Besides, having a stranger's (or strangers') cum inside me is hot, and keeps me turned on a long time after sex.

Moderator's Note: The first couple of pages of this story don't have chasing in them. It only starts near the end. I've been lurking on here for a while and decided to post about my experiences slowly progressing from a safe sex only guy to a bareback slut. I don't know how many of these stories I'll post, but if y'all like them, I'll post more. I grew up in the late 80s/early 90s in New York. In my brain back then, everyone who was gay died. I tried hard to hide my sexuality. When I would lapse and mess around with a guy, it was only oral and making out. I never swallowed cum and always felt guilty afterward. Eventually Aaron, a neighbor boy, and I started trying to fuck. It hurt and we stopped most times, until one night in a not yet developed part of his subdivision he fucked me. It was safe that time and every time he fucked me after. I'd always feel guilty after Aaron and I messed around, but we always did it again until I graduated from high school. After that, we only saw each other when I was home from college. Aaron is another story. My freshman year, I didn't really fool around with guys much. I joined a fraternity, dated girls, drank and partied. In was my sophomore year when I met my first boyfriend. He was a medical student, 4 years older than me, at 23. He always topped me and he always used protection. I was also not really satisfied with our sex, but I was in love. That is, until we broke up about a year after we started dating. It was my junior year and I moved out of the fraternity house spring semester because I was tired of having a roommate. I moved in with a straight guy and finally had my own room. I hooked up with a bunch of guys and was learning to top as well as bottom. I was having a blast. I was still all about using condoms every time I fucked back then. I was very serious about only playing safe. Then I turned 21 and my friends and I started going to the gay bars to dance and drink. It's here that I should say I was 6'2", blonde, blue eyes, 185 lbs with a 30" waist and a 7.5"cut cock. I became really popular at the bars, not that I thought anything of it. I would hookup with guys and still always used protection, but the more I drank the more likely I was to get fucked that night by a guy I had just met - white, black, latino, asian, didn't matter as long as they were young and hot. One night, I was dancing on the box in jeans and a pretty tight fraternity t-shirt and this guy got on the box with me and we started grinding. We kissed and went to get a drink. We ran into friends and I learned this guy's name was Matt. We had a few drinks, danced some more, and I could feel his dick getting hard as he was grinding my ass. He said let's have another drink and talk. We went off and talked and drank some more and he turned out to be a really cool guy. Unfortunately, he wasn't a local. He was in town for work and staying with a friend for the weekend. After a while, he kissed me and his hand slipped into my pants and grabbed my ass. We made out at the bar like that for a while and then he pushed me into a darker corner and slipped his hand down the back of my pants and underwear and rubbed my hole. I moaned and I kissed him hard and asked if he wanted to get out of there. We left and went back to his friend's place a few blocks away. He had me naked as soon as we were in the door. I didn't even know if his friend was home, but I was naked and sucking Matt's cock in the living room of this apartment. He was hard and I was getting his cock wet as fuck. I wanted to make him feel good more than anything in that moment. He took his shirt off and then as he got the rest of his clothes off he told me to turn around. I got on all 4s and he ate my ass. No one had ever done that before. I was in heaven. I was moaning and pushing my ass back on Matt's tongue. He ate my ass for about 10 minutes and then he turned me over and we made out and I could taste myself on him. It was so hot. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we must've made out for 20 minutes or more. It felt like forever and I was so into it. The whole time his cock was rubbing in my ass crack and poking at my hole. I knew we should stop and get a condom but I was so turned on and I figured we wouldn't fuck yet. His cock felt so good on my ass that a spread my legs more and just then his cock slipped in my ass about halfway. I was shocked and so was he. We hadn't used any lube and he wasn't trying to penetrate me yet, but there was his cock in my ass bareback. It felt so good. I grabbed his ass and as he looked into my eyes questioningly, I said, "Don't stop. Fuck me." He started to rock his bare cock in and out of my ass. I loved it. No cock had ever felt this good in my ass, On the floor on this random guy's friend's apartment, I was getting barebacked and I loved it. I thought about stopping but I didn't want to. I knew it was dangerous, but it felt so great that I just kept kissing him and saying "Fuck Me." It didn't take long before I felt him getting close to cumming. He started tensing up and I slid my hands down his back and grabbed his ass hard. He looked at me as said, "I'm going to cum in your ass." I said, "Do it. Cum in me." and I pulled him into me as he shot his cum in my ass. I'd never felt anything like it. It felt so good that I came right after he shot his load in me. He said, "Wow that was so hot.' and he slipped his cock out of my ass. He said, let's take a shower and we did. In the shower he said, "I never thought you'd take get fucked bareback. You seem like such a good boy." I told him that was my first time bareback and he got hard immediately. He asked if I wanted his bare cock in me again. I just leaned against the shower wall and spread my legs. He lined up his cock and for the second time ever, I let a cock in me without a condom. He fucked me there until the water got cold and then we went out to the couch in the living room. He slid his bare cock in me again fucked me on the couch on the living room eight next to my jeans where I knew I had a condom in the pocket. I didn't want the condom though. I just was his bare cock. I was on all 4s and he was behind me. He was getting close again and I was jerking my cock. It's then that he said, "Tell me you want my cum." I heard a noise, but was so into getting fucked that I just said loudly, "Cum in my ass." He blew his load into my ass. I was so turned on that I was in a haze. I had just let a dude cum in me again and I loved it. After a few seconds, we looked up and there was his friend who had just seen me getting fucked and heard me begging for cum. He smiled and said, "Glad you're having fun Matt." I was so embarrassed. Matt was too, but less so than me. Matt and I slept together that night for a bit, but I couldn't sleep knowing what I'd just done and been seen doing. I left Matt my phone number and left for my own apartment. I was really freaked out, but that night and for almost a month I jerked off remembering Matt fucking me bareback and cumming in my ass. I told myself I wouldn't fuck again without condoms, but part of me knew that wasn't true.

Hello all. This is my first story I have written. It came to me in a dream (probably after ready this forum before sleeping) and I knew I had to write it down and share it. Since it drives me absolutely insane when the other writers here don't do it, I will promise to write one installment every night for your guys until it is done. I know how this story ends, but I am writing it as I go. I'll be as surprised as you if the characters end up doing something unexpected. I wanted this to be the deep breath before the plunge, so bear with me. We will get to the action quickly. Also, in case I wasn't clear when I said this was a dream, this is complete and utter fiction for your entertainment and enjoyment. If you have feedback or suggestions on how I can improve, please let me know here or through e-mail. If you want something to happen, email me and I will try and incorporate it into the story if possible (or use it for the next one.) Part I I waited patiently on my couch with my eyes closed and focused on my breathing. With my hands resting on my knees, I waited. I was only wearing an old pair of worn jeans that has slowly shrunk over the years. My bare chest rose and fell slowly as I breathed in and out. The temperature was the delicious cool after the sun set on a hot day. I had built up some sweat doing my Friday evening exercise, and could still smell it coming from my armpits and crotch. I had just finished cleaning up the house, and preparing everything for my guest. He would arrive here at the nice part of town, pull up to my house, come inside, and see another well off house with matching furniture and wooden floors. He would see the organized kitchen, fridge full of food and (unknown to him drugged) beer, and the living room with the large TV and couch. Nothing would arouse his suspicions. Everything was in place, there was the only one missing piece. I smiled to myself as I sat there like a spider in the center of his web. I wondered if spiders enjoyed the false calm they projected as much as I did. Hunters with their deadly snares in place, hidden in plain sight. They waited motionless in their elaborate trap, confident that their prey would willing come right to them. The thrill of the hunt battled with the predator's steel resolve, and I felt my cock pushing against the denim of my jeans as my blood pulsed in tune to my increasing heartbeat. I could feel the head of my cock forcing it's way down the leg of my pants, leaving a trail of precum as the foreskin pulled back further and further. I always was a heavy leaker, but while it made for some very embarrassing moments in puberty, I love having my hard cock covered in natural, tasty lube. There was nothing more arousing than seeing my bare, wet, hard dick buried deep inside a man's ass or mouth, watching it ooze into them drop by drop . I knew that inside that crystal clear liquid was my sweet venom opening the path for the rest. They were always hungry for more, in the end. I had to take a deep breath and stop myself from grabbing my dick through the jeans and squeezing it hard. It was enough trouble getting into these jeans even without underwear. The thought of having my cock soaked and at full mast like a caged animal when he arrived caused another pulse of blood and precum to rush down my shaft. But no, I had to stay in control. I didn't want him to see another hunter. I wanted him to walk through my front door and believe that tonight was for him and his pleasure alone. The best prey were the ones who thought that they were the true hunters, the apex predator, masters of all. With their perfect bodies and looks, every urge they had was satisfied by some worshiper who obeyed like a trained dog when given orders. Built by endless hours in the gym, they could pick any man they wanted out of the crowd and have their way with him. Nothing that entered their limited imaginations was denied them. Their lifetime of dominance was what made them always fall into my reach. They lacked the wariness of smarter creatures who knew that there was more than one type of hunter. They would roam and rely on their will and brute strength to dominate, instead of waiting and using cunning, patience, and preparation. I heard a motorcycle pull into my driveway and took a final moment to get back under control. I got down on my knees and put my hands behind my back. I knew what he wanted to see as soon as he walked in the front door. I kept a small smirk on my face as my chest rose and fell slowly with each breath. He would want to see some rebelliousness, so he could enjoy breaking me in that much more. This would be a weekend he would never forget, but not for the reasons he expected.

I spent a lot of time this weekend at GI-Joe, a sauna in Montreal, Canada. It has been renovated and you can find public slings in many parts of the establishment. Maybe not as good a Lab-Oratory in Berlin (never been there but I hear is hot), but GI-Joe is a great sex place. Watching bottoms getting pounded in their rooms and in the public slings made me envious not of the bottoms but of the tops. How can a dude be such a great top, fucking forcefully non-stop for 5-10 minutes, then moving on to another willing bottom. Same thing in the dark room, one top fucking every bottom in the room until he breeds a hole and leaves. But he's back an hour later, again fucking every hole. If I could do long-time fucking and really enjoy it, like the tops I saw at the sauna, I would be a top. But I can't really enjoy topping. I really admire those tops who can fuck for a long time and fully enjoy it. Any top can tell us how many holes can you breed in one night at the bathhouse?

Yes, I feel terrible for making some of you wait so long. I hope you can forgive me. Still, Better late than never. I actually already have most of the next part written, so I can guarantee I won't make you wait long for the conclusion. And again, sorry for the long wait. Part XI Before I met Drew, he had been a lover. He would give his partners wave after wave of ecstasy, driving them crazy with lust. He had amazing stamina, and both would climax together over and over until his lover would collapse from sheer exhaustion. He had confessed to me that his favorite part of sex was when he had completely drained his partner and they would surrender their bodies to him as he continued to make love. It was his reputation that had drawn my attention to him in the first place, and I knew from experience that he deserved it completely. Like all alpha predators, Drew lived for sex. Once I had made him mine, I had taken that relentless drive and turned him into a machine. Now, Drew didn't make love, he used his partners over and over for his own pleasure, and for mine. The more painful he made it for my broken cum whores, the harder he came. It was always a sight to see Drew working over my latest conquests for the first time. He would fold and twist their bodies into unnatural positions, pounding them like a piston with his rock hard cock. Their limbs would go weak with agony and flop around as their ruined holes were battered and churned wider and deeper than they had ever been. Watching Drew on my bed was like watching a starving predator feed on his still struggling prey. My biker stud still had his wrists bound behind his back, and they lay against the mattress underneath him as he tried to weakly pull his hands apart to protect himself from Drew. But his hours suspended in my basement by his arms and legs made every move send a wave of fire down his nerves, preventing him from using his full strength. Even if his hands were free, Drew could easily have overpowered him. But instead of having to hold down my biker's arms as he pounded his hole, Drew's hands roamed over his sweaty body like a butcher inspecting a slab of fresh meat. Drew pulled and twisted every inch of his exposed body, seeing what would cause the most pain. I loved seeing my new toy's powerful legs bent backwards above his body, putting all of his Drew's and his own weight his upper back and neck. His feet dangled in the air above Drew's shoulders, limp and swaying every time Drew thrust down deep into his ruined hole. The only part of my cumslut's body Drew neglected was his painfully engorged cock. Even through all the agony radiating across his body, the massive shaft pummeling his prostate continued to send jolt after jolt of pleasure into his broken mind, and fresh precum began to drip out of his shaft and coat his rippled abs. Without pause, Drew slammed his steel-hard cock into the ruined hole over and over. Completely broken, the ring of my biker's cunt fluttered across every ridge and vein of Drew's shaft, vibrating like a violin string as the relentless drilling went on and on. Each time his wet cock sluiced out of that hole our venom laced cum would cling to his pole, only to be driving back down onto his glazed ring with a wet slap as Drew's shaft and balls rammed deep. With each hard thrust, a pathetic whine was forced out of my cumslut's lungs, as the pain combined with the force of Drew's lunge into his folded body was like a punch to his diaphragm. His world had become a cloud of agony and pleasure, and his tortured body was limp from all the suffering he continued to endure. The only thing he could focus on through it all was the deep blue eyes boring down into him. While he was incapable of even forming thoughts or words from the dehydration and the brutal assault on his senses, the animal part of his former apex predator's brain was being relentlessly rewired thrust by thrust. Deep down it knew that it was permanently broken, and that it would never be able to return to what it once was. That even long after this nightmare was over, every time he would even think about dominating another, the first memory would be of this night. It knew that it had to surrender and accept what it had become in order to survive. Over and over his prostate was battered by Drew's massive cock, never failing to crash against it even as Drew drove himself deeper and wider into the broken hole. With each thrust, more precum would dribble down the biker's abs and pecs, until a rivulet of slime had slide down and formed a puddle in the hollow of his neck. He felt his battered and drained balls begin to helplessly contract as yet another involuntary orgasm was being forced from him. He didn't fight the rising wave of blissful pleasure as it mixed with and then overwhelmed all the pain. With a weak cry his untouched cock throbbed, and jet after jet of ruined seed splashed down across his neck and face, falling into his open mouth and eyes. But even as he came, Drew continued his assault, never once missing a pummeling stroke. Even after the biker's orgasm had peaked, more and more cum was squeezed out of his prostate, forcing yet more weakening spurts out of his cock. His head began to thrash from side to side, as Drew turned what had been his ultimate pleasure into yet another tool to break down his prey. Ignoring the pozslut's wordless cries for mercy, Drew's eyes drank in the feast of before him and felt his own orgasm boil past the point of control. His own tortured and neglected balls, still full with a month's worth of built of poisoned seed that had fermented for weeks, again began to blast deep into the violated hole. I felt my own cock throb with precum and return to full mast as I could almost feel the heat radiating from his cum, full of my venom, being shot like a red hot bullet into my broken biker's body, searing and blistering it's way into his blood and soul. And through it all, Drew's endless thrusts continued. Drew continued on and on as I watched his work like a relentless machine, twisting and contorting my poz cumslut's limp body like a rag doll into new and more painful positions, helpless to resist. His hand would constantly roam with minds of their own, constantly probing and pulling across the biker's tortured limbs and torso as he searched for new ways to flood his shattered brain with new pain. And through it all, his cock would slam again and again into his loose hole, forcing orgasm after orgasm out of my broken toy as his sweat dripped down onto him. I watched enthralled for what felt like hours, as Drew let out a month of pent up denial and lust, until both of them simply had no more cum to give. By now, my poz cumslut was limp face-down on the bed, his body bouncing up and down against the sheets as Drew continued to slide his monstrous dick in and out of the now destroyed hole. I knew that he was completely drained by now, but that while he had no more venom to give, I still had not ordered him to stop. I watched Drew with pride, his sweating body now heaving for air after the endless exertion, knowing that he would would not stop until I gave him permission, even if he had to keep going until he passed out himself. I waiting until I could tell that he was nearing even his own limit, my lust for Drew building as I watched my best creation show his loyalty and perfection. Finally, I said “That's enough for tonight Drew,” and he fell forward exhausted and draped himself across the slab of meat below him, still buried inside him to the hilt as they both gasped for breath. I watched them with a smile, thinking that if you took a picture of this moment, you would only see two totally drained lover's embracing, and never know the truth.

How, as a top, can you not like that? Its so hot to see your own breeding stick, or whatever, inside your sluts hole.

Had some fun with a construction worker from out of town staying here to work on a house renovation (19th century houses woodwork are his specialisation). His regular profile did not have much information, except that he was a Top Only. No pics in his regular profile but there were in his Travel Ad. Nice thick cock and hairy body.The Ad said: "Gay constuction guy. Gets the job done". And he certainly did. Twice. No questions about condoms and in and out of the door in an hour. Very verbal and loud too. Patted my ass when he left and said he may be around again before he finishes his job at the house.

This morning I fucked a 27 year old Polish guy - dark haired, ordinary looking, with fit hairy legs and a hairy arse. He said he shares a flat with his brother but could accommodate as his brother was at work.. The flat was tiny and the bedroom had two single beds - he obviously shares it with his brother, which somehow made the whole experience more horny. He sucked my cock very well and then I sucked his for a while. Then he took off his shorts and pants and knelt up on one of the single beds. He had asked about condoms originally but didn't seem too bothered when I said I wanted to fuck him without one. I slid my cock up him quite easily - he's no stranger to being fucked up the arse I think -, and fucked him until I shot my load up him. I hadn't cum for almost a week so I think he got a nice big load up his hairy arse. All very satisfying but I'm still really horny. I'm sure I could shoot a second load so will be heading up to Hampstead Heath tonight to find a fit young lad who wants to bend over and take my second load of the day.

I knew I couldn't avoid seeing Eli. We had too many classes together. I managed to avoid him in the morning, but by lunch he was sitting next to me and chatting away as if nothing happened. I could barely speak. Eli said, meet me in the bathroom during sixth period. He knew I had a free period (well, study hall; but we were near the end so we weren't studying). I said ok and got up to go outside. I walked outside and walked right into a group of football players. I could see Jason and heard him talking about this slut he fucked over the weekend while "her" boyfriend was out of town. I sat on a bench and needed air. I felt sick. Jason looked over at me and smiled and winked. All I could see was the repeating image of him fucking my boyfriend and hearing my boyfriend begging Jason to cum in his ass. I went back to classes and was on autopilot all day. I met Eli in the bathroom and he said, "We have to be fast. Get on your knees and suck my dick." I couldn't believe it, but I found myself on my knees and reaching for the button on his jeans. I took his cock out of his boxers and looked at it. It was beautiful. Such a nice cock. I opened my mouth and sucked the tip and then licked it all over. I was savoring the taste. I forgot all about being mad and hurt and focused on the cock. The cock that made me feel so good. I wanted it in my mouth. I started to really suck and stroke his cock. Eli moaned and said, "Damn babe, you are going to suck that cum right out of me." He grabbed my head and started to shove is cock in my mouth harder. I kept up the suction and he started using my mouth like he normally fucked my ass. I loved it. I wanted his cock and cum. I felt his strokes get faster and then he said, "Swallow." He came in my mouth and I swallowed. I wiped my mouth. I stood up. And said, "Meet me at my place after school. My parents are going to me out tonight." He smiled and as I washed my hands and checked myself in the mirror for cum stains, Eli grabbed my ass and said, "Later babe." I walked home alone because I saw Eli and Jason talking after the last bell. I couldn't wait for them to finish. I got home, cleaned out and Eli drove up as I was getting out of the bathroom. I answered the door in my shorts and we went to my bedroom. I closed the door and said, "I saw you." I said it so quietly that he didn't hear me. Eli was taking off his shirt. He looked and me and I said, "I saw you and Jason fucking." He was surprised. I told him that I saw them when I went over to surprise him. I asked him why he was cheating on me. I said I always give him what he wants. I'd fuck him if he wanted me too. He said that he loved me, but he and Jason had been fucking since freshman year. Then, I asked him why he was having unprotected sex with me and with other people. I asked why he put me at risk when I thought I was the only one he was having sex with. Eli was surprised at first. He then smiled and said, "Babe you are not the only person I'm having sex with. I never said you were. You just assumed that." Then he put his hand on my waist and pushed my shorts down some and his hand was on my bare thigh. He said, "As for the unprotected sex, you are the one that rode my cock without a condom the first time. And when we fucked every time after that you wanted it without condoms. In fact, I think you are hooked on me cumming inside you." That said, he slipped his hand into my asscrack and fingered my hole. I let him lower my shorts. I bent over the desk and Eli ate my ass. I loved how he ate my ass to open me up. I was bent over my desk and holding on when he dropped his shorts, spit on his cock, put it on my hole and said, "Should I wear a condom? They are right next to your hand." I pushed my ass back. Eli was right. I was addicted to Eli cumming inside me. His cock slipped uncovered into my ass. That cheating asshole was now inside my asshole. I was a lot looser now than I was just a few months ago and he could start fucking me right away. He fucked me pulling all the way out and then shoving back in my ass. He fucked me hard and fast. He said, "I'm going to cum. Do you want me to cum inside you?" I groaned and said yes. He came in my ass in one last shove. I felt his dick jerk and the warm feeling as he shot inside me. He pulled out and said he had to go. I laid on the bed and felt my warm asshole filled with Eli's cum. I couldn't stop thinking about how good it felt. I also started to think about the danger I put myself in. Eli hadn't said that he was just having sex with Jason and I, but that I wasn't the only one. That must mean there were others. I was scared. But, that didn't stop me. Eli fucked me almost everyday until the Tuesday before graduation. He fucked me in the bathroom that day and came deep in my ass again. I couldn't reconcile the fact that I knew he was cheating and that the unsafe sex was putting me at risk with the fact that I loved Eli and wanted him. After Eli sucked me off, we were cleaning up and then he did it. Eli broke up with me. I was stunned. He said, "Zach you are a great fuck. We need to break up though. I want to go away this summer and we are going to date other people when we get to college. We should make a clean break now so it doesn't get messy." I was stunned into silence. For the second time in a month, Eli had "gut-punched" me. I was silent and I started to cry. Eli held me for a bit and said, "I'm sorry. But I know this is for the best." He turned and left the bathroom. His cum in my ass was still wet and he had left me. Over the next week, I got progressively sadder until I couldn't get out of bed. My mom had to force me to go to graduation. I was so sad. I graduated and then went to a party that night, but came home early. I came home to find most of our family still at the house. I was sad, but stayed up and chatted with them. My grandmother said, "You're sad to be leaving all your friends and going to college. We understand. But, you will make new ones." I hugged her and before I cried in front of everyone, I went to bed. In the morning, my parents told me that my aunt and uncle had said I could go stay in their cabin upstate for the summer for as long as I wanted. My mom said that it might help cheer me up. Dad said it would be good having me out of the house and on my own like he was at my age. I looked at them and smiled. Yeah, 4 hours away from Eli was perfect. We all agreed and called my aunt and uncle. I would take the bus from Long Island to Cooperstown that Friday and they would meet me and take me to the cabin.

I was really getting into my sucking and he noticed by the bulge in my pants. He told me to stop sucking and take off my clothes down to my cute little panties. I did as I was told. I still could not believe I was allowing this dirty old man to control me like this. It was not just the fact that he could tell my secret to the rest of the family but it also got me insanely horny. After I was undressed down to my panties he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me into the bedroom and laid down on his back and pushed my head right back down on his cock. I had never had such a huge cock and had zero deep throating skills at all. He was determined to get his cock as far down my throat as he could. He repeatedly forced my head down on his cock and made me gag and choke. I thought he was going to kill me with it, I could not catch my breath there was drool and slop everywhere it was making my eyes tear up and he was loving every minute. He just kept laughing and saying you will learn to take my entire cock down that throat or die trying. At that point he kind of laid off the momentum on his cock and let me ease my pace back to one I could handle. I realized then he was starting to put his focus in other areas. while I continued to do my best sucking his cock he started to rub my ass and grab it and push his fingers along my crack. It felt incredible through my satin panties, my cock was harder than it had ever been before, I was starting to get dizzy from the intensity. He started to zero in on and play more with my hole. he would lick his finger then rub it on my hole and in my crack. He then started giving it more pressure to get his fingers into my tight ass. He said boy I can't remember the last time I felt a hole this tight.. This is going to be a treat I didn't expect. I new what he meant by those words and it scared me to death. I had never taken a cock or anything else in my ass this big before.. I told him I would suck his cock but please don't fuck me, I could not handle it. He just laughed and kept pushing his dirty tore up nasty fingers into my hole. He said when he was done with me I would have a cunt in my panties instead of a nice tight asshole. I had to admit I was starting to enjoy his fingers in my ass even though he would catch me with a fingernail or hangnail more than I would have liked. He then grabbed me by my hair again and pulled me onto my back. With the other hand he pulled off my now soaked panties. I could not stop looking at that huge dick and as bad as I wanted to get fucked by this point I knew I could not handle it. He then said it was time he was going to make me his bitch for real. I asked him again not to fuck me and he just laughed and said I stopped having any kind of say in the matter the minute he first caught me in panties. He reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a container of hand lotion, I was relieved he at least was going to use something for lube and not try to fuck me with nothing. He put some on his cock and rubbed it all in and then pushed some in my hole with his fingers. At that point I felt sharp stings in my ass from the lotion, it hurt a bit but started to settle down. He saw my reaction and giggled a little more. I have to admit that slimed up cock looked incredible, I could not believe such a perfect cock was attached to this dirty old man. He spread my legs wide apart and pushed that huge mushroom head up to my tight hole. He then said well you wanted to dress like a slut so now I am going to fuck you like one. He started pushing against my hole and I could feel it wanting to get inside but I was tight and it was not easy. He could have spent more time getting me ready for his dick but I think he wanted for it to hurt a lot.. He was finally able to pop the head inside me and I screamed like hell. It hurt like I had not imagined. He got annoyed and told me to shut up and shoved the panties into my mouth and held my hands down over my head. He stayed there for a couple minutes and then started to slowly move it in a bit further and then back again then in a bit further and then back. He repeated this for some time and I was in a lot of pain I felt him gaining every inch and tearing my insides to pieces. It took some doing but after a while he was finally all the way in me balls deep. He then started Making full strokes in and out, I started to get used to it and the pain was turning into pure lust , I started loving every move and every inch. He noticed me settle down and took the panties from my mouth and rubbed the tears away from my eyes. He said now you starting to like feeling like my bitch. I said yes. He kept fucking at a nice slow rhythm and I was loving it. He said you love my big cock tearing you up inside, and I replied with a yes. I was shocked but I was loving everything this stinky old man was doing to me, I was so excited my cock was oozing and hard as rock. He started to pick up the pace and I could hardly breath. I started to moan with pleasure ,he said you like how that feels and said Yes.. He Said you mean Yes Daddy,, and I replied yes Daddy. He kept increasing the pace of his fucking and I felt like his cock was going to burst through my chest. I could feel his cock getting bigger inside me and by the look on his face I figured he was getting close. I had not even thought of condoms or anything for that matter, I was to caught up in obeying him from the beginning. I was enjoying the feeling so much at that point none of that mattered anyway. He said are you going to stay Daddy's slut, I said yes I want to be Daddy's slut. My head was swimming in the feelings.. He said do you Love your Daddy, I said yes I love you Daddy. He said I told you, you would be my bitch and now I am going to pump you full of my hot poz load and knock you up. I said please don't. He said does Daddy make you feel good, I said yes Daddy. He said do you love your Daddy, I said Yes I love you Daddy.. He said Are you going to take my poz load and be my bitch? I couldn't take it anymore and I said Yes breed me Daddy knock me up and make me your bitch. With that he started pumping real hard and deep. He was pounding me so hard the room was shaking . I was moaning and he was getting closer. He pushed in me harder than he had yet and then came down on me and started to fuck my throat with his tongue. He was kissing like a mad man just like he was fucking me like a mad man. He then burst loose and flooded my guts with his hot charged load. He just kept pumping and pumping dumping as much seed into me as he could. I could not take anymore and started shooting my load all over between us. We just kept kissing and cumming and it was incredible. He finally slowed down and slowly slid in and out of me while my cum had us stuck together and we just kept kissing. We layed there in the bed for a while.He said he was so glad to have his own boybitch. He told me he decided the minute he saw those panties on me he was going to poz me up one way or the other. He said he knew he tore me up with his fingers and that all he had to do was get in me to infect me good. He also said that at the end he was happy that I wanted it and asked him for it. I knew my life was pretty much over as I knew it. I could not stay with my wife knowing I was infected. But I was also happy because I had been in the closet my entire life and now because of this dirty old man I could be who I wanted to be. I think I really was falling in love with him. I asked how he got the bug. He said because of the low fixed income he started sucking dick and getting fucked behind the 7-11 for money to buy beer. He said it was not long before he had fucked around with every old pervert and homeless guy in the neighborhood. He did not know who got him but that was how it probably happened. He then laughed and said don't worry boy, now that I have you, it won't be me taking dick for beer money anymore. I have my boybitch to do all that sucking and fucking for me now. I resigned myself to my new fate and told Daddy I loved him. I then kissed him and told him he better fuck me again to make sure the seed took. He said don't worry about that you will be getting Daddy's poison seed everyday from now on..

Wow, I realize how much I loved Eli. It was like he had shown me color in a black and white world. I couldn't imagine being without him after the first night. We were always sneaking around for weeks meeting in the mall parking lot, school bathrooms, the locker room during practice, etc. It was always the same thing too - me on my knees sucking his cock. We'd make out, he'd rub my cock and I'd feel his and then I'd feel the pressure on my shoulders and I knew to kneel down and take his cock in my mouth. I always sucked him to completion. I always swallowed his load. He loved that. He called me his sweet cocksucker. We didn't have anal sex again for awhile because we couldn't make it work. There was really no privacy, between my brother and his brother, practice, school, and our parents; we couldn't make it work. Then, one day, my brother had a swim meet in Connecticut. My parents would be driving him up for the day and taking some other kids in our minivan. I immediately sent Eli an IM letting him know. I told him we would have all day - really early morning to after dinner. He was excited too. I read up on anal sex on the internet and discovered I needed to clean out my ass. I was confused and asked Eli, but he didn't really know either. He told me to go ask the pharmacist. I was mortified. I just stared at him. I said, "Mr. Gould? He's been taking care of my family forever. I can't talk to him." Eli laughed and said, "It's no big deal." I said, "Well, then you do it." He grabbed my hand and kissed me. He said, "You can do this babe. Ask the new pharmacist who works there. The new one. Sam. I'm sure he will help you out and he doesn't know your parents or care." I was still scared and Eli kissed me and said, "See you Saturday!" I couldn't do it. I just couldn't. All week I was so scared. I kept telling Eli that I was scared and he'd kiss me and I'd suck his cock and swallow his load. After I swallowed, when I was always really horny and happy, he'd rub my ass and say, "Come on babe. You know you want to get fucked again." I'd agree. But, on Friday, when we met after school and before practice in the school bathroom and we kissed and made out and he was all over my ass (more than usual) Eli said, "I want to fuck a clean ass babe. If you don't get the enema thing, we won't be fucking tomorrow." I was shocked. I was hurt. I really loved him and he was going to deny me what I needed. (I'm not sure when it turned from want to need, but now I needed to get fucked.) I rubbed his cock and got on my knees to suck him. He pulled me up and said, "No cum for you until you clean out." And he walked out of the bathroom. I was stunned. I actually had to choke back tears. I was so scared that people would find out about me and Eli didn't seem to care about my feelings. He didn't even offer to go with me or to go himself. I was so bad during practice that day that coach benched me and asked me what was wrong after practice. I was stunned again that it was so obvious that I was upset. I almost cried again telling him I was okay. He actually looked really concerned. I just looked at the floor. Coach said I could go but I needed to get over what was upsetting me or he would bench me until I told him the problem. After I left his office and got changed, I did cry. Leaning against the building, behind some bushes by the gym door. When I was crying, I realized that I had to go buy this stuff if I wanted Eli to be with me. To fuck me. To give me what I needed. I didn't want to lose him. I decided to go to the pharmacy. I walked from school to the pharmacy and walked inside. I walked over to the area that I thought it might be in and I didn't see it. I was surprised. I looked around and although I didn't know exactly what I was looking for, I thought I would figure it out. After 10 minutes, I was panicked. I didn't know what to do. I looked over and I saw Mr. Gould talking to a woman from temple. I rushed over to the counter and asked Sam for help. He looked annoyed that I was asking him while he was filling orders, but he came over. I choked out what I needed. He looked somewhat surprised, but also curious. He asked me what I needed it for. I blushed. He got closer and asked me if I needed it for a medical issue or a sexual one. I looked down and said sexual. Sam came around the counter and walked me over to the area. He gave me the enemas in the water bottles, you know the two in a case and filled with saline or whatever. He had me buy two of them. Sam then said, "Are you the one getting fucked?" I was so surprised at the question that I couldn't answer. He asked if it was my first time. I shook my head. He asked me more questions and e eventually figured out through my monosyllabic responses and nods that I was having sex with the same guy, but it was new, I didn't really know what I was doing and that I really cared for the guy who was fucking me. He said, "I know what you're going through. I want you to understand a few things. One, you need to loosen up a lot before you get fucked. If not, you're ass can tear. If that happens, you are vulnerable to get HIV from your partner." He asked me if I fingered myself or used other things on my ass. I told him that I didn't but my boyfriend did use his fingers the first time. That's the first time I called Eli my boyfriend. He said that my boyfriend must have some experience having anal sex. I was stunned. I couldn't speak. I realized then that Eli really did know what he was doing the first time when he fingered me before I took his cock. Then Sam asked, "What did you use for lube?" I told him about the vaseline and he immediately asked if we used condoms. I said we hadn't. He took me down the aisle and picked out some water based lube and some condoms. He asked how big my boyfriend was. I said, I don't know. He used his fingers to estimate size. I knew exactly how big Eli's cock was(I'd been sucking it for weeks and dreaming about it when I wasn't sucking it) but I didn't know yet that I could measure by inches. Sam picked out the right condoms. He then said, "Zach, you need to use condoms. HIV causes AIDS. AIDS has a very high mortality rate. You need to be careful. You need to open yourself up and ease into the sex, you need to use condoms, you need to be well lubricated." I just nodded and said I would definitely do those things. We went to the register and I thanked him and paid. Sam then said, "If you want me to, I will order you something larger you can use more than once to clean yourself out. You won't need to keep coming back to buy the bottles." I quickly said that would be great. He told me to come back in a week. I almost ran home. I was so happy. I did it. I sent Eli an IM telling him I got the stuff and he responded that he knew I would. He actually said I was great and he looked forward to seeing me the next day. I said XOXOXO. He did the same. I sat there and looked at the screen. Eli, my boyfriend, said I was great and XOXOXO. I was so happy. That night my parents told me they were leaving around 6am and that I had some cold cuts in the refrigerator and some leftovers for dinner. They said they would be back after dinner. I went to bed thinking about all the sex I could have with Eli the next day. But, I also thought about two other things. The first was to ask Eli how he knew so much about anal sex. The second was that we had condoms and lube now. We could have sex without breaking any rules. (That's how I thought about condoms - a rule.) The next morning, I woke up early and said goodbye to my parents and wished my brother luck. I watched them leave to make sure they were leaving. I turned on the TV and waited for Eli. Eli came over about 830am. He was in running shorts and a tank top and running shoes. He looked like he ran over because he had. He grabbed me and kissed me as soon as I told him my family was gone. He pulled off his tanktop and grabbed my ass. He turned me around and said, "are you ready?" as we rubbed his hard cock along my ass (him in shorts and me in boxers). I told him I hadn't used the enema yet because I wasn't sure how and hoped we could do it together. He looked disappointed, but said he would help. We went to the bathroom and I guess it was pretty easy to figure out - long nozzle in the ass and squeeze the bottle until it's empty(duh). I did this while Eli helped. I laid on the floor, kneeling, ass up, face on the floor. Eli told me how hot I looked like that. We used 2 because I was kinda nervous and wanted to make sure to clean out for him. After we finished, we went to my bedroom where Eli saw the condoms and lube out. I was naked and he kissed me and pushed me on the bed. Then he did something he had never done before, he sucked my cock. I was electrified. I gasped and it felt so amazing. I'd never had someone give me a blow job. I grabbed the sheets and just moaned. He sucked my cock for awhile, but not long because he could tell I was getting close. Eli told me he had another surprise. He lifted my legs and jammed his tongue in my ass. He tongue fucked me and sucked on my ass and licked and spat and ate my ass. He fingered me some and then tongue fucked me and then fingered me. I was moaning so loudly that I could only hear myself. He kept at it and kept tongue fucking me and opening me up. He stopped, undressed, opened the lube, but some on my dick and on his dick and then went back to eating my hole(that's what Eli called it - my hole). I had never felt so good. Eli was once again giving me pleasure I didn't know existed before that day. He also started spitting on my ass more and then there were more fingers. I was writhing on the bed, grasping the sheets, moaning, existing only for the pleasure he was giving my asshole. Then he stood up, and leaned over my body spreading my legs wider and his cock sliding over my ass crack as he bent my legs up to kiss me. I could taste my ass. I could taste his tongue and him. I could feel his lubed cock rubbing my wet wet hole. I said, "Eli, please fuck me." And he lined up his cock and slid the tip and head and half is cock inside me before my ass resisted him. He kissed me and we just started moving his cock in and out, pushing further in each time until I felt his pubes and balls on my ass. He fucked me and I was loving it. I loved him. I loved how his cock made my ass feel so full and how he kept hitting something inside me that made me moan. I was moaning around his mouth and tongue as he kissed me. We were locked as one. He kept saying how great my ass felt. I told him how great his cock felt. Then, all of a sudden, he said, "Oh fuck! I can't hold it. I'm cumming!" His dick slammed into me and I felt it jerk and felt his cum shoot inside me. The way his cock jerked up when he came. He hit the inside of my ass. I rolled my eyes and felt it and then came all over myself. He laid on me for awhile and then he pulled out. He was pleased because his cock was clean except for the cum. I was sad that my ass was empty. But after the glow faded, I asked why he hadn't worn a condom. He said, "You told me to fuck you. You didn't ask me to wear one." I was surprised. I said, "But don't we have to? I mean we have them now. I don't want to get sick." He said, "Baby, I love you. I won't make you sick." He cuddled me. He kissed me. He ran his hands over my body and my ass. He fingered my wet hole and said, "Besides you loved feeling me shoot inside you. You totally came without touching your dick when I did." I blushed and said I did. He said, "Then baby doll, let me keep fucking your ass without condoms. I love you and you love it." I kissed him and agreed that we should fuck uncovered. We fucked 4 more times that day and played Playstation and Eli sucked me off just before he left. He fingered me as he swallowed my load. His cum running down my legs as it seeped out of my well used ass. I cleaned out using those bottles two other times that week and told Eli when I did. He fucked me both days in the school bathroom and shot his load in my ass. I came hands free both times feeling his cock jerk up as he shot his cum in my ass. Then, I waited until I could see Sam to get the regular enema thing. I went back to the pharmacy to see Sam. He gave me this black thing in a box and told me how it worked. I thanked him and paid for it. He asked if I was having safe sex. I lied and blushed and said, "Of course." He said, "Then you should buy more condoms." I agreed and did. I cleaned out my ass everyday once I figured out how to work the thing. I told Eli and he was so happy. He told me he loved me. We kissed and he held me for awhile as we sat on the back bumper of is car in the far back of the mall parking lot. We fucked almost every day for months after the day I told him about the using the enema daily. I loved him so much and I loved that he shot his cum in my ass. I started to get addicted to how my ass felt after he came in me. Such a nice wet feeling. Especially on days when we fucked more than once. After the initial embarrassment of wet underwear, I loved how his cum felt seeping out of my ass. I loved Eli so much. I never did ask him how he was so experienced with anal sex though.......

Thanks y'all. This story has a long arc, so I planned quite a few chapters. It starts in 1998 and I'm operating on the premise that the BB party in Chaser is in 2012. As long as y'all still like it, I'll keep going. How It All Began (I Guess) Hi guys, I'm Zach. I'm 18, a senior in high school, 5'10", play soccer and baseball. I'm in pretty decent shape. I go to school on Long Island and live with my brother and my parents. My family is really religious (Jewish) and we go to temple all the time. I'm also gay. But I feel like my head wants to scream "gay, gay, gay, gay, gay" all the time. I'm not out. I can't be. My dad says stuff all the time about the gays not letting him get his work done because they are so gossipy and how they are always so sexual it's no wonder they have diseases. It's really kind of paralyzing. He doesn't ever care that my mom's brother died of AIDS or that my brother and I had a favorite teacher in school, Mr. Bennett who taught English, and he died of AIDS. My brother and I watched him get sicker in school over months and then one day he stopped coming. I cried and cried for a week. He was so handsome and so funny and smart. I'm going to be an English teacher when I grow up because of him. I just know it. But, damn, my dad can be such an asshole. I just really want to walk around the house sometimes or say at dinner, "I'm gay! Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay." But I don't. I'm in the closet to everyone. And of course, I'm a total fucking virgin. 18 and a virgin. Loser. Long Island has millions of people on it, but our world is small. I've grown up playing league sports - soccer and baseball - and going to local public schools, Hebrew school once a week until I was 13, and temple. It's the same group of people. I've known them my whole life. Sometimes people come and go, like my best friend 2 years ago; but mostly it's just the same people. I can't imagine coming out here. My parents would be so ashamed. Ugh. But, all that said, soccer and baseball definitely provide some sexual release. OMG! The guys arms in the baseball uniforms and the legs in soccer shorts. Drool. I've played on the same team with most of these guys since I was little, or went to Hebrew school, or......ok, you get the point. So, it feels weird that I totally perv on them and then go home and jerk off to them. I jerk off to me sucking their dicks and tasting their cum. I jerk off to feeling their bodies and them feeling mine. Eli is my favorite to jerk off too. We play soccer together. We've played together for 10 years. He is not the most popular guy. His brother is in college locally, so he hangs out with his brother's friends a lot and not really with the "group." He has tight curly light brown hair, a hairless body except for a treasure trail and some hair on his ass that I've seen in the shower. Ugh, his smile is so fucking sexy. Things changed with Eli last weekend. We had a great game the other day and Eli's brother was there. He used to play soccer with us. We beat the other team 3-2. It was close and we fought hard to keep the ball down field. We were a fucking sweaty mess when the game ended. There was Eli's brother smiling and cheering. It was great. He came over and said the parents were out of town and let's all do back to their place for pizza. Our parents, of course my dad wasn't there, all said yes and after we all got cleaned up I swear it was like a minivan caravan over to Eli's house. My mom and the other mom's stayed for a bit. Eli's brother opened a bottle of wine for them and then another. What we didn't know is that Eli's brother convinced some of the mom's to let their guys stay over and have beers and watch movies. There were about 10 of us left and Eli's brother when the mom's left. Eli told us our folks said we could stay over. I don't know when the pizza was ordered but it showed up just when our mom's were leaving and they all chipped in for the food - drunken Jewish suburban Long Island ladies looking for money in their purses and talking loudly. It's so embarrassing and so funny. I was sitting between Eli and one of the other guys and we were fucking rolling laughing. Pizza set up in the kitchen, Eli's brother opens the beer fridge. He says we could have beer as long as we stayed at the house. At first we were slow about it and then we were drinking faster. Eli loosened up and so did I. We were laughing a lot. They other guys had basically spread out in a circle in the living room and we played a stupid game of truth or dare for awhile. The most anyone did for a dare was I had to take off my shorts and shirt and stay that way the whole game and a couple of guys made other guys kiss each other. Fuck, that kissing made me hard and I had to cover myself with a pillow. Eli was the last guy to have to kiss another guy and he was told to kiss our goalie - Rich. I was so fucking jealous. I think I turned red and blushed because I felt my body get hot. After that, Eli's brother, Ian, turned on a movie. Boogie Nights. He popped some popcorn and we ate cold pizza. Eli, Rich and I (I wanted to stay close in case they kissed again) went to get more beers. Instead, Eli grabbed some whiskey and we made whiskey and cokes and went back to watch the movie. I was still in my boxers from the game. I couldn't find my clothes yet since the living room was dark. We went back and our seats on the couch were taken. So Rich laid down on the floor and Eli and I sat on the floor leaning our backs on the end of the other couch. We were drinking and our shoulders were touching. I was so crazy horny for Eli that I thought I would stop breathing. I just kept drinking my drink because I wanted to cool down but I didn't know it just made you warmer - I was thinking, "it's got ice in it. it's cold right. it should cool me off." Eli noticed I was empty and he asked if I wanted more. I said sure. He got up and put his hand on my bare shoulder as he stood. His hand felt so soft and nice. Eli came back with the drinks. It's the scene were Dirk shows the Colonel his cock. Eli hands we my drink, sits down right next to me, legs touching, arms touching and leans over and says, "That cock must be huge." I gulp my drink and say yeah. Eli puts his hand between us and I feel his fingers touching my naked thigh just below my boxers. I don't say anything. We watch the rest of the movie. Guys are falling asleep. Ian comes over to Eli, who moves is hand a bit for the first time, and says most of the guys are passed out down here. If there are guys awake once it's over, put them in the family room and the spare bedroom. If you need more space, I can take one of the guys in my room; but you shouldn't. Ian then says to me, "You should feel free to stay in Eli's room." I think Eli and I must've totally blushed. I was a little drunk and I stammered something like, no need. Ian said, "dude you're our guest, no worries." Then, Ian went to bed. We had one more drink and then we finished the movie and with that hot scene seeing Dirk's cock at the end I got hard. Eli, his hand back on my thigh and boxer shorts now, noticed. He smiled. He sent me to clean up in the kitchen a bit and he got the guys all sorted out. He came back in the kitchen as i was throwing out the plates and he said, "Ready for bed?" I said yes and he took my hand and we went upstairs and shut his door. He pulled me to him and kissed me. It was my first kiss from a guy ever. I was so into it. I almost cried. He felt so right. His hands were all over me and I was a bit stunned into inaction. He took off his shirt and put my hands on him. I rubbed my hands all over his shoulders and back and I kissed his neck and chest. As I lowered myself to kiss his chest, he put is hands on my shoulders and pushed me gently down to my knees. I looked up at him and he slid my hands down to the waistband of his shorts. I felt is rock hard cock. I looked Eli in the eyes, hesitated, and pulled is shorts and briefs off. It was Eli's cock. He said, kiss it. I did. He said, open your mouth. I did. He asked me if I wanted to suck his cock. I said yes. He sat on his bed, spread his legs and i slid my hands over is naked thighs and I literally moaned out loud and I took is cock in my mouth. I didn't really know what I was doing so I tried to blow it at first and he said, no suck it. I changed up and started sucking his cock. This is what I always wanted. I was sucking Eli's cock. It tasted salty and sweaty and like him. I kept at it for a few minutes and he said, "I'm cumming." I didn't stop sucking. I felt him blast in my mouth. I loved it. I kept sucking as I swallowed his load. I wanted it all. He had to push me off and said, "Hey it's sensitive after I cum." He stood me up and slid off my boxers and said turn around. I did. He said you have an amazing ass. I said thanks. He pulled me into bed and played with and stroked my cock and sometimes my ass. We talked about it being my first time. He kissed me and said I was good at it. He asked if I wanted to try something else. I asked what he was thinking and he said fucking. I said, I'm not ready. I've never done that. He kept stroking me and he kissed me a lot. He said, "I guarantee that you will cum if I fuck you." His cock was rock hard again. I was stroking him some. I was scared. He looked at me and kissed me hard. I let him roll me on my back and he reached over to the nightstand for some vaseline. He opened the jar, put some on my dick and on his dick. We stroked together and kissed. Then he pushed my legs open and I spread them. He put some more vaseline on his fingers and started to play with my ass. He kept saying how great an ass I have. The first finger hurt and I lost some of my erection. He stroked and kissed me more as he eased his finger in and out of me. One and then two. I winced at two and he said, "Let me know when two feels good with no pain Zach." In a few minutes, I told him there was no more pain. He added a more vaseline and put a third finger in my ass. I winced again, but then tought of something. Health class! We need water based lube. I asked if vaseline was water based. I said, "We need to use water based lube with condoms." He smirked and said, "Don't worry. We will. I'm just opening you up using this stuff because it works better. The water lube isn't as good for your first time." He was fingering me and stroking me and it made sense. I was stroking is lubed cock. He said, "Tell me wen you want my cock inside you." After a few minutes, I did. I wanted his cock so much. He said, "Do you have a condom?" I said, "Yes! Don't you!" He said, "My mom found my stash this morning before she left and took them. She said we need to have a talk when my parents are back." I said, "That sucks. I have one in my wallet." We both looked at each other, realizing that my shorts were somewhere else in the house. "Fuck!" we said in unison. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and laid on his back. My ass felt empty. We kissed and I knew he was disappointed. So was I. He was more distant now. Not even really touching me for the first time in hours. It felt so lonely there next to him, not talking or touching. I had just done so much and I wanted to do more. I looked at him. He was looking away from me and stroking his cock. I took some more vaseline and started stroking his cock for him. He stopped and looked at me. I got up and straddled him. Our cocks were touching. I started to kiss him again. I never wanted this feeling to go away. He was playing with my ass again and pulled me up his body some so he could finger me. He did and it felt so good having his fingers inside me again. Now there was one or two from both hands. I winced every once in awhile because it was awkward and he was stretching my asshole from both sides. I reached behind me because his cock had slid below me as he was fingering me. I stroked his cock as he fingered me. I put his cock on my ass cheeks as is fingers played with my ass. Eventually I was rubbing his cock on my ass crack and he was stroking my cock. I looked at him and kissed him a lot. Then I rose up and put his uncovered cock on my virgin ass. I sat down and his cock pushed past my first ring. I almost screamed in pain. But I had to hold it because the house was full of our friends. He added more vaseline and I lowered my ass slowly down his uncovered cock. I felt his hair on my ass. I was all the way down. He cock was inside me. I was in a lot of pain. I told him. He said, "The pain will go away, just wait." I kissed him and he stroked me. I started to move to ride his cock. I knew we should be using condoms, but I just wanted him. I didn't care at that point. I started riding more and more until I could hear the bed squeaking, him moaning and me moaning. I was rock hard and loving his cock in me. I loved him. I loved how he made me feel - sexy, wanted, desired, happy. I was getting close. He said he was going to cum. I went to get off his cock. He said, "Let me cum in your ass." I knew it wasn't safe to do that. But I kept riding his uncovered cock. I wanted him so much. He came inside me. I was in heaven. I felt him cum and it spurt in my ass. I kissed him to keep the noise down. I came when he kissed me back and shot all over his abs. I rested that way laying on him for a while, his cock in me, his cum inside me, and I was so happy. In a bit I got off him and we cleaned up and fell asleep in is bed. I was hooked. That felt so amazing.

Part V While he hung there taking ragged gasps of air around his gag, I reached down and started peeling off his white cotton shirt I had put on when I went outside to move his motorcycle. It was damp with my sweat, making to cling to my torso as it reluctantly came loose. As I pulled it over my head, I drank in the smell of his musk mixing with mine with a deep, slow breath. Perhaps it was my imagination, but the smell of the sweat pouring off of him now seemed richer and deeper, infused with all the overload of hormones being pumped into his system by the fear, pain, and pleasure. Tossing away the now dirty shirt, I reached down and began unbuttoning my jeans. The front of the faded jeans were soaked a deep blue with precum, as pulse after pulse of my sap had flowed out of my slit every time he had twisted in his chains in pain and moaned through his gag with pleasure. The button seemed to pop off like the bolt to a battered cage, as my steel hard dick fought to get free. Tugging my jeans down, a blast of scent from my sweat and precum permeated the room, and my helpless stud again began to move, involuntarily responding to the smell like a bloodhound following a trail. My cock and balls were slick with a thick coat of slime, and I felt the cool air hit the puddle plastered down my thighs as the jeans fell completely and I kicked them away. Finally free, my cock flexed a stretching predator, and I felt its hunger to impale the prey hanging before it like an aching need. I crouched down on the balls of my feet, with his limp head hanging between my folded legs. I reached down with both hands and grasped two handfuls of his damp hair, and slowly pulled his head back until he could face me. Still trying to recover from his denied orgasm, he tried to shake some sense into his head and concentrate his eyes on me. I waited until he was finally able to focus before I began. I wanted him to fully understand everything that was about to happen to him. I smiled as I looked down at him and said, “That’s what I like to see, a bitch in heat.” I saw a small spark of anger pushed through the confusion and pain, and I had to laugh at how even now he still hadn’t completely surrendered. It would make the inevitable that much sweeter in the end. I pushed his head down to face my crotch, I said in a low voice, “And like a cumslut you’re going to get fucked bare.” I could feel the fear beginning to return, as he confirmed my suspicion that I was going to be the first to ravage his virgin ass. At this realization, an involuntary flex from my cock pushed out another bead of precum, and he watched as it pooled at the exposed head before flowing down my shaft. “There is something else you should know before I tear you open. I’m positive.” His head and chest tried to lunge away from my pulsing cock, as if a venomous snake had appeared inches from his face. I tightened my grip, and forced his head to remain between my legs, and his fear flooded back through him almost as strong as before. His muscles, exhausted from his endless flailing and aching from being pulled and pressured into painful positions, could only weakly sway as he tried to will his body away from my poison-oozing sword. He began to whimper in terror as his worst nightmares were coming true. A thrill ran through me as I pulled his head closer and closer to my cock, and it seemed to bounce and flow like a salivating beast desperately stretching for its defenseless and trapped prey that was just out of reach. As I pulled him closer and closer, his whimpers became squeals as his fear penetrated deeper and deeper, prying loose the seal on the mindless terror he had experienced when he first woken up. I paused and held him on the brink, watching his bound muscles struggle without coherence to try anything and get free. After reveling in his fear, I finally relaxed my grip and let him ease away from shaft. Again, I pulled his head up so he could look at my face. “You ARE getting fucked bare tonight, and nothing you do is going to stop that. But, I am going to give you a chance not to get charged.” His body froze, and he waited without breathing for me to continue. I almost laughed at his desperation, knowing that he would do anything to escape from the hell he had awoken to. Everything to come became so much sweeter when they saw the false ray of hope that could set them free. They never realized that their own desperation was the only tool that would accomplish what nothing else I inflicted could, and be what permanently broke them into my personal fucktoys. “I’m going to give you one chance to leave here clean tonight. We are going to have a little competition while I am fucking you, with one rule that’s very easy to understand.” I kept staring into his eyes, and I don’t think he had ever been as focused as he was now in his entire life. “If I have to cum first, then I will make sure I pull out and not shoot my charged load inside you. I’m also going to give you something to loosen you up, since I know this is your first time. I’ll still be fucking you bare, so the more you struggle and resist, the bigger the risk I might tear something back there. As you noticed, I leak quite a lot, so there is no guarantee you won’t get infected. It’s not a sure thing, but this is the best chance you’ve got. Understand?” He quickly nodded, determined to cling to his false hope. “But, if you cum first like a real bottom whore, then I am going to fuck you hard. I’m going to tear you raw until you bleed and then grind load after load inside you. I’ll use you all night until you are begging for my dirty cum. I will own you, and use you for whatever I want to get off.” Another wave of fear spread across his body, and I could see the fear and desperate hope burning in his eyes. “I’ll even promise not to cheat and play with your cock while I fuck you. A big stud like you shouldn’t have any trouble not cumming from having a dick up his ass. I’m sure the pain will also help.” I could see his hope build through the fear, as he was sure that it was impossible for him to cum if no one was pleasuring his massive dick. “Now, let’s get started, shall we? I wouldn’t want you stuck here all night.” I let go of his hair, and slowly stood up from my crouch. If he had been able to pry his attention from my dick when he was thrashing to get away, he might have noticed the tattoos I had on each of my quads. Printed in small black text down both legs was a list of names. Each one had been just like him, an apex predator who roamed into my reach. I had made each of them the same offer that I just made to him. But, even if he had been able to ask, I wouldn’t have told him how many had won the challenge, as it would completely remove the hope I had just planted. With the final barrier ready to be breached, I walked back around his bound body, dragging my hand along his quivering limbs. As I approached his exposed ass and stopped, I saw his powerful glutes involuntarily clench and release over and over again, with his trembling rosebud flashing in and out of sight. I reached down and began to slowly pump my painful erection and spread my dirty sap all over my shaft as my personal lube. I knew I wouldn’t need any assistance keeping my venomous fang hard all night as I fucked the virgin demigod in front of me. I finally stepped forward and pushed my slid throbbing cock deep into his valley.

Part V As his groans got slowly louder, I continued to pull on his 10 inch shaft from the root down to his glans. I would gently drag the loose skin with my hand on the upstroke before clenching hard on the steel shaft on the downstroke. Each time my hand reached his bloated mushroom, a fresh pulse of precum was squeezed out by the pressure. Slowly the rest of his body was starting to move, only to be quickly constrained by his bindings. His head began to roll, and more groans of pain and pleasure finally started to pierce the murky cloud surrounding his brain. As I slid my hand up and down, I kept his cock pulled back and pointed straight at the floor. The first thing he would see when he opened his eyes would be his throbbing, bare dick oozing a strand of clear sap down to the floor, and my hands pulling and plying the things he cared about most. Even as he struggled to finally open his eyes, the feelings of bliss emanating from his shaft had combined with his instincts and muscle memory of a lifetime of fucking, causing him to try and buck his hips down into my steady hand. I could tell exactly when he finally regained consciousness, as the thrusting stopped and he just stared at the confusing sight in front of him. I kept steadily stroking, and waited for the realization of his circumstances to finally sink in. As that knowledge sank deeper and deeper through his confused state, his fear started building like an avalanche. His system was blasted with a surge of adrenaline, and suddenly he began thrashing against his bindings like the helpless prey that he was. I laughed as he whined in terror and finally started to realize the totality of his situation for the first time all evening, far too late. A cold sweat instantly broke out all over his body and I could imagine smelling the stink of pure fear as more and more adrenaline poured into his system, causing his bound muscles to tremble. He finally stopped flailing in the chains, and I stopped pumping his cock to watch with awe as every muscle in his body seemed to contract at once. He heaved against his bindings, unable to breathe as tremors ran down his arms and legs from the exertion. I half wished the chains would snap after witnessing such a desperate display of harnessed power. But the hunter knew that his web would hold, as it always did. I decided that to distract his fear before he permanently damaged himself. Letting go of his dick, I pulled his huge balls away from his body and tight in his sack, and then slapped them hard with my free hand. A shock wave tore through his body as pain overrode fear inside his panicking brain. His desperate strength left as quickly as it came, and he futilely tried to curl into a ball only to again have his limbs snap against their bindings. As he lay loose in the air, I returned to stroking his cock, kept firm despite the fear and pain by the Viagra that would keep his unwilling tool stiff through everything to come. I only needed two inputs to begin breaking him in, pain and pleasure. I never believed in whipping my prey to cause them pain. I would never ruin all the pleasure to come of feeling their perfect skin as it strained to contain their toned muscles. No, the ultimate tools for both were already bare and exposed in the palms of my hands, and I used one to punish and the other to reward his actions. The quicker he learned, the less pain he would feel, and the faster it would become pleasure. I did not bother to remove his ball gag since there was nothing he was capable of saying that I hadn’t heard before with begs and pleas. I knew he had never shown mercy to any of his conquests, concerned only with his own gratification no matter how much pain he caused. As the pain that had lanced through his gut finally started to ease, I could tell that his blind panic had subsided as he stopped attempting to frantically break himself free. I could see him realizing his predicament with confusion. Sensations of pleasure started to seep through that confusion as I continued to methodically milk his still oozing cock. Never changing my speed or motion, I saw his throbbing cock start to take control as it slowly inundated his brain with wave after wave of satisfaction. Each passing minute caused more and more involuntary impulses, and soon he was curling his toes and using all of his will not to once more buck his hips into my relentless hand. He began to sweat from all heat and hormones released in his exertions and the primal parts of his brain mistakenly prepared for sex. I steadily continued on and on with no regard for his deteriorating situation. I waited patiently until I finally got the signals I was waiting for. A groan quietly escaped from around his gag, and I saw him close his eyelids and he tried to fight back the waves of pleasure pushing deeper into his system. I stood up from my chair and released his nuts from one hand while keeping a tight grip on his rod. My arm was pulled up and back from standing, and his shaved cock could only follow. Soon it was pointed directly behind him and I could see the muscles connected to his shaft pulled taunt in protest but lacking the strength to escape my vice. I continued to incessantly slide my hand back and forth, but now would alternate every other stroke by dancing my fingers across his exposed glans. I gathered all the precum that kept collecting in his well and began to slick the rest of his shaft by corkscrewing my hand as it moved back and forth. Once it was glistening in the light and still involuntarily flexing from my service, I knew it was time to break the next wall. I reached out with my free hand and laid it deep on the bottom of his back. He froze, suddenly yanked out of the sensations his pleading tool had been feeding him. I smiled as I began sliding my hand across the soft, warm, hairless skin and then up his spine toward his neck. I felt a sense of pure satisfaction that came from caressing and connecting with each curve of perfect flesh, like a boy touching a forbidden masterpiece in a museum. Each muscle underneath his skin seemed to clench and ripple with a mix of anticipation and revulsion as my hand pressed gently against it on its journey upward. I felt the hot sweat which had channeled down from his huge shoulder blades as my exploration continued. Finally, I reached his neck, and slowly slid my hand up into his damp hair. Moving up to his crown, I curled my fingers deep into his tussled hair and then steadily pulled his head back. Immediately, his massive neck muscles tensed as he resisted my tug and pulled his head down with a garbled shout. Holding firm on his hair, I released his cock with my other hand and it rapidly swung forward to slap loudly into his abs. Pulling back my hand, I slapped his balls again, and another surge of agony radiated across his suspended and bound body. Blinded by pain, I yanked his head back until his back was fully arched up, exposing his quivering washboard abs and pecs. Holding him up, I reached around him and latched onto his nipple. I slowly tugged and twisted it back and forth, until moving on to grope his shoulders and biceps. Learning quickly to avoid the agonizing pain I could inflict, he again went limp as I pulled and plied his sweat-covered body. After returning one hand to again knead his monster cock while continuing to desensitize him to my roaming fingers, I soon had him dripping more precum like a leaky faucet. Helpless to stop my manipulations across all his sensitive parts, I edged him closer and closer to cumming. Sensing that he was right on the edge from the relentless up and down all over his pounding staff slick with his juices, I quickly encircled his massive sack and eased his balls away from his body before they could deliver their payload. His cum was separated by a ring of clenched fingers from reaching his quivering shaft. I remorselessly continued to grind back and forth, listening to his panting moans as he begged and flailed for release. Minutes of sweet torture passed, and soon he was delirious with need. His entire pelvis was involuntarily rutting in a desperate attempt to create any sensation that would release the pent up load, and his eyes had rolled back as pure lust blanketed his brain. Seeing this bound, sweat-covered demigod twisting, shaking, and moaning in absolute sexual frustration finally broke the dam of control inside of me. I released his glazed and raw cock to watch it desperately flex over and over as it sought anything to help it blast out its load. Keeping his balls clenched behind my iron grip, I watched as slowly his body descended from the precipice. Exhausted muscles finally surrendered and he collapsed limp against his manacles. As his chest heaved for oxygen, and a shower of sweat continued to fall from his body. After another minute, I finally relaxed my hand around his quivering balls, and smiled with satisfaction as he didn’t cum. I walked around my helpless stud, and came to a stop near his hanging head. Looking down at his beautiful panting body, I knew my wait was finally over. I had completely broken down his body, and now I was going to brutally fuck his mind.

Part II I heard footsteps coming up towards the front door. Even though he had never been here before, the door opened without even a knock and he came to a stop just inside the house. He looked down across the room at me and watched without saying a word, simply holding eye contact. The front door was wide open behind him, and I knew he would remain there as long as it took for me to break eye contact. He was good, using the anxiety of someone happening to walk by and see this compromising scene to establish his dominance by making me look away first. I indulged him, and my eyes darted to the door before looking back at him, and he broke into a smile as he enjoyed his first step in taking control. He was definitely taller than me at 6 foot 3 inches and was built like a statue. His beautiful dark blond hair that was cut high and tight but looked like it had a few weeks growth to give it some body. The hair on top of him was slightly tousled from wearing his helmet, but it still looked like he was about to walk out of a damned Calvin Klein poster. I knew that it would be just long enough for me to grab on to, but I stored that away for later. He had light blue eyes that naturally drew your gaze, and he was clean shaven. When I saw his perfect smile I felt my abs involuntarily contract with desire which caused my dick to flex and another surge of precum to flow out of my slit. Luckily because of the tight fit of the old jeans and of my current position on my knees, I was able to stop more blood from draining into my cock. This handsome fucker was causing my body to betray me with a dozen different signals, and I knew that he was picking up on all of them as he just stood there. He slowly looked me up and down, and I knew I was being reviewed like a cut of meat at the supermarket. I take good care of myself, and at an even 6 feet I cut a decent figure myself. I had a runner’s build, but I also spent time building up my upper body. I liked having a lean balance to my frame, but we both knew it would do nothing to stop him from doing whatever he wished with me. His eyes finally travelled down and saw the wet patch next to my crotch that had slowly soaked through, and he gave a deep chuckle. “That’s what I like to see, a bitch in heat and on its knees.” As he finally turned around to close the door, I was able to drink in the rest of him. He had his helmet in one hand, but was wearing a tight white cotton shirt that was fitting him like a tailored glove. Nothing was left to the imagination, from his washboard abs to his pecs and large nipples. He had a strong neck with huge shoulders muscles. His arms were covered in a soft blond fuzz that almost seemed invisible in the right light, and I doubt I could wrap both my hands around one of his upper arms. He was wearing dark blue jeans with no belt and brown construction boots. I immediately had an image of him on his motorcycle zooming past people on the freeway, with a backdraft of wind somehow managing to get up under his shirt and show everyone his perfect stomach and back, causing people to swerve in traffic as they stared in lust. This was definitely a man who knew exactly what he was. He used it to dominate and control those who would give him what he wanted and were powerless to stop him. As he pushed the door closed, he turned back to face me while keeping one hand on the door handle. Looking straight into me with a smirk, he slowly moved his hand to the lock and dragged it into place with a clank. “I’m going to enjoy myself this weekend.” I looked right back at him with wide eyes while on the inside I returned the same smirk. The predator had trapped his prey. As he began walking over to me he casually looked around the house. I knew he liked what he saw, and I knew that in his mind he already owned this house and could use everything inside as he saw fit, including me. He came to a stop in front of me, towering above as he looked down. His crotch was inches from my face, but I didn’t dare move or break eye contact. He wanted to make sure I knew my proper place was on my knees in front of him, and that I everything was about him alone in this situation. I could finally catch his natural body odor, along with the heavy smell from his junk. My nostrils flared as I tried to suck in as much of it as possible, but still I didn’t move. Looking up at his body as his hard blue eyes bored into me, I knew exactly why this man always got what he wanted. Above the hills and valleys of perfectly sculpted muscle was that beautiful face looking down and judging. He saw my nostrils flare and again that perfect smile returned. I knew he would have punished me for pushing my head forward to get a heavy dose of his manly stink, and was satisfied that I was aware that any enjoyment I got this evening would be a byproduct of being able to serve a demigod. He tossed his helmet past me onto the couch. He asked, “Did you get what I ordered?” I responded, “Yes sir, it’s chilled and in the fridge. Would you like some, sir?” I had been told to buy him his brew of choice and to stock the fridge full of them. We were going to have a long weekend, and he didn’t want to have to leave the house. “Take off my boots first.” He sat down on the couch and I turned around on my knees and started unlacing his heavy boots. I took the chance to feel up his calf muscles as I lifted each leg to remove the boot, and felt the hard steel through the jeans. I could feel the weight of the muscle, bone, and the boot and could feel the coiled power emanating even from his lower legs. Still more precum oozed out and made my wet patch slowly bigger. He streched his arms out across the back of the couch and chose to allow me to cop a feel of what was to come while I completed my task. I eased each foot out of its boot and sock and could smell his odor rising with the heat from his bare skin. Something about this man made me love everything that he was giving, and he knew it. Before he would let me go any further, he pulled his feet out of my hands and put them back on the ground. “Now you can get the beer. Bring me a six-pack, and get back on your knees.” I quickly got up and headed towards the kitchen. I could feel his eyes following me, down my shoulders to my lower back, all the way to where my but cheeks were poking out above the waistband of my old jeans. He knew he could claim his territory whenever he wanted, but didn’t feel the need to rush what would be a long weekend. I went around the corner and grabbed the beer case out of the fridge. I paused to check and make sure I had the correct pack. Unknown to him, I had prepared a few extra ingredients of my own when I was purchasing him his booze. I had laced each bottle with a small amount of viagra and rohypnol, and then taken full advantage of my bottling machine in the garage to reseal my personal brew. I kept the amounts small so it would have a cumulative effect over the course of the evening. I didn’t want to arouse his suspicions with a single drink. I would be patient and continue to drag him deeper and deeper, while he continued to feel like he was more and more in control. I came back into the living to find him still stretched out with his feet spread, arms draped across the couch, and his head resting back with his eyes closed. Every muscle on him seemed to be on full display, and he hadn’t even taken off any clothes. I stood there and held my breath as I took in the sight. Eyes still closed, he smiled as he knew exactly what effect he was having. “Hurry up and get over here, bitch. You’re going to be working late tonight and you’ve already given me some ideas.” I smiled as I came up and handed him his beers before getting back on my knees in front of him. We both had different ideas of how this weekend was going to go. I knew he wasn’t going to enjoy mine.

Tricked and Set-up (Part I) My name is Danny. I'm 18, 5'8", 125 pounds, thin and lean with a runner's build. My girlfriend and I were big partiers. We would spend every weekend smoking meth, fucking each other (and whoever else was around). One particular weekend we were partying with this guy, Rod, who really loved to tag team my girl’s pussy with me. He was 22, 6'2", 180 pounds, a hot fucker, lean body with a big dick (about 10” long). We just loved breeding her cunt. After that weekend we became good friends and began to hang out. One weekend my girl said she had to go out of town for a few weeks to visit her parents who lived on the other side of the country. That left Rod and me alone to party and troll for pussy, oh, and we got along well 'cause Rod had a great supply to good shit to smoke. This weekend we decided to hang at his place and smoke a little as he called girls he knew to see if we could get some pussy to breed. As he called he offered me some G. I had never done G and thought, ‘What the fuck’ and drank it down. After a good hour of smoking and him calling we were no were closer to getting laid. We kept smoking and chatted as we got to know each other better. In our conversation he asked me if I ever had a booty bump. I told him that I hadn’t and was curious as to what it was and the effect it would have on me. When he told me it involved sticking a nice size shard of meth up my ass I was not enthusiastic at that prospect, but he said it was a better high then smoking. This had me very curious. Rod told me to drop my pants and he’d give me my very first booty bump. Although I thought it a little weird to have a guy play with my ass, I guess the meth and G gave me the courage 'cause I found myself dropping my pants and boxers, and, on Rod's direction, leaning over the arm of the couch. When I had assumed the position, he lubed up a finger and started rubbing my hole. At first it felt a little strange when I felt his finger slowly push into my hole. He then pulled out and told me he was going to stick the meth. This time he stuck two fingers in my hole along with some meth. He told me I should feel the burn as the meth melts which I did. It felt a little strange as he worked his fingers in deeper until he hit something deep inside me that it sent a shock through my cock and I began to get hard, very hard. A small, involuntary grunt escaped my lips as this happened. Then I felt him slid in a third finger as he worked my hole good. Another grunt escaped my mouth as I felt him begin to work three fingers in and out of my hole for a few minutes. Then as quickly as he had them in me they were gone. He asked me, “How are you doing there bro?” As I began to feel the meth work on me and my hard cock throbbed between my legs I told him, “I’m doing fucking fantastic.” He asked me, “Want a little more meth bro?” “Yes, fuck yes!” Rod placed a hand on my upper back, pinning me to the couch as I felt something hard and large begin to press into my ass. I looked over my shoulder to see Rod guiding his cock to my hole. I attempted to move, but couldn’t and with the meth working in my hole I don’t know if I wanted him too stop. As his cock slid into my hole I felt no pain. I felt a burn from the meth he had place on the tip of his dick as he slowly slid his 10” cock into my ass. I felt his balls snug up against mine and as he bottomed out deep inside me, he leaned down and whispered into my ear, “Now you’re gona know what it’s like to be a bred like a bitch.” Those words cut through me as he began to fuck my virgin ass. In my mind I was screaming 'No, please stop', but my body kept asking for more. Every time he slammed into me I would let out a moan of pleasure. Rod clearly knew exactly what he was doing to me. As Rod used my hole he told me, “I knew the second I saw your tight ass I would be pumping you full of my cum. How does it feel to know that the same cock that bred your girl's pussy is gonna breed your ass?” All I could think was that the situation he described was weird beyond words, but at the same time my cock was so hard with that thought I thought it was going to break off, so I wasn't about to object. Rod leaned down and began to kiss my neck and lick my ear. I made the mistake (or did I do it on purpose) of turning my head to meet his as he kissed me while he had his cock balls deep inside me and we grinding it in hard. He kept on pumping into me as I could feel the sweat begin to drip off his body. He began to pant a little and his thrust began to pick up speed and intensity. He shoved in hard and deep and began to groan. “TAKE MY CHARGED CUM BITCH!!” All of a sudden my cock exploded and I shot cum all over the couch and my stomach.

I wasn’t your typical jock. Sure, I was good looking: I'm 6’ 1" and 165 pounds, with dirty blonde hair and awesome hazel eyes that vary from azure blue to a naughty green and occasionally brown. I also have the perfect smile and all-American good looks. In high school I played corner back for the team, as well as third base for the baseball team; I also swam a great deal, and also participated in my town's swim team, sometimes even helping out coaching the younger members. I was the all-around nice guy who had all the chicks hanging around him, but at my 14th birthday party I announced I didn’t want anything to do with girls, that I was a man’s man, that sports would be my life’s goal. I decided I didn’t need any girls messing with my head. Of course in looking back, I was most certainly also announcing I was gay but there you have it. I spent almost as much time in the locker rooms and sporting facilities as I did at home or in the classroom, but graduation was looming, I had to plan for college. Mom and Dad had divorced when I was 10, but both held down really good jobs, so money was never the issue, and for that matter, I was going to an Ivy League school on an athletic scholarship. Dave was my best friend and as far as I knew straight. We were teammates in several sports, we hung out together and did a lot of things together. I guess one might say I had a crush on him. He came from an all-male family, having lost his mother about the same time as my parents divorced, so I suppose we bonded so tightly that Dave's brothers and Dad accepted me into their family. Our fathers even knew and socialized with each other, so I guess you could say our friendship was fate. Things really started to change about two weeks before graduation at my best buddy's 18th birthday bash. Shortly into the festivities he stuffed a envelope into my pants pocket, (grazing my semi-hard cock), telling me to open the envelope after the party. Dave always made me hard when I was around him, although my ability to control myself and keep my eye on the goal kept me from making a fool of myself. The festivities continued and I forgot about the envelope he had slipped me. The next morning, however, I found the envelope, and upon opening it found an an invitation from Dave’s Dad to spend the summer on a houseboat, as well as the offer of a job working at a campground. I would be spending the summer with Dave, his middle older brothers Chris and Ben and his oldest brother Ted, with occasional visits from his dad and friends. The summer would start just after my birthday party, the week after graduation. The next couple of weeks became a blur, our graduation party faded into my birthday party, where Dave and his brothers really started to get to know me better. Then it was off to the campground to start our summer adventure. I picked Dave up the next afternoon, his brothers having already headed up to the lake to prepare things. Dave was wearing a tank top and basketball shorts; I was similarly attired, although I was wearing a tee shirt. Anyhow, Dave threw his duffle bag into the trunk and hopped into the passenger’s seat. Having him so close to me got my hormones going but I knew I could control it so when we were about a half hour out on the road and he stripped off his tank top. I thought how hot he was, my cock began getting hard, and as I hadn’t any sports to help control my horniness, I lifted my tee and rubbed my nipples. “Just take it off dude. It's hot in here anyway.” I stripped off my tee and opened the sun roof. We were two studs riding down the road shirtless starting on our summer tans. Dave reached over and tweaked my nipples a couple times in horseplay, which only made me hornier. A couple hours later we pulled into the campground and parked the car down by the docks. We got out of the car, grabbed our duffle bags from the trunk, and walked down to the dock where a large houseboat was moored. Dave and I threw our duffle bags onto the rear deck then climbed aboard. Once aboard Dave turned to me and embraced me, planting a hot kiss upon my lips, our bare chest and bulging crotches grinding into each other. “I’ve been waiting for this for a long time. Tom, I want you to be mine.” We kissed and caressed each other for a while, then Dave lead me inside and pulled down my shorts revealing my jock-clad cock. I reached down and groped my best friend's crotch, Dave dropped to his knees and sucked on my cock through the material before extracting my tool and drawing it into his throat. I had never had anyone besides myself touch my cock before let alone suck it into his throat. It felt fantastic and I was on the verge in no time. "Dude, you’re going to make me cum, way too soon.” He backed off my cock and stood up and kissed me again the taste of my cock still on his lips, we kissed and then I went down on my best bud, sucking his cock into my mouth and attempting my first blow job. I sucked his cock and tried to deep throat it making me gag several times before he pulled me up and then backed onto my throbbing penis. His hole was moist and my thick 8.5 inches slowly slid into his hole. I instinctively began a slow thrusting into him and like his oral ministration soon was at the verge. I started to pull out only to have Dave push back onto my cock saying “Dude, fill me with your cum." As I shot my teenage spunk into his gut coating his walls with my jizz. It felt like a dream. I just filled my best bud, the guy I fantasized and jerked off to, with my sweet cream. I pulled out and Dave reached down and picked something up off the floor. It was a plug which he the shoved back into his gaping hole. We left our clothing in the front room and proceeded to the first bedroom and cuddled on the bed, where we made out and talked and eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms. I woke to find him rubbing his cock on my hole. I really wanted him in me but he stopped me and said he had a special present for me later. I asked him about the plug and he replied "In good time all would be revealed."

In my city, the hiv prevalence rate is much higher in non-white population and they on average are less likely to be connected to care/undetectable, that is all.

That I part I do agree. And I agree with this part too. I think that most bottoms are looking to please selfish tops...

My first bare load was unplanned, and I was a little freaked out that I'd actually done it. But I couldn't deny that my cock wouldn't stop throbbing. I never knew the guy, just a late night hook-up. After that, I told myself that no condom would ever enter me again. My ass only wants to be filled with cum -that's what I'm made for!

I have certainly seen my hand move inside one of my boys, but not with just my big dick. When I added my dick into the hand in his ass you could REALLY see it. It made me proud--certainly not grossed out.

Sometimes I feel it, sometimes not. I want a guy to cum in my mouth, not my throat. I love the feel and definitely the taste of cum.

I was a total top and fucked a lot. Five years ago I started to bareback (the best). Last year I started to become a bug chaser. I loved being a total top but bottoming and being a chaser was so hot. I converted earlier this year. Now I'm poz and a gift giver too.

I know your hormones are going crazy....but....you do have your girlfriend's health to think about (and yours too) before you start taking loads from strangers. Any thoughts about what you would do if he gives you the package (HIV)?

Haha. Im not huge. My dick is very average in length I guess. I have just a few experiences with guys where I could see this belly bulge. When I breed I usually dont see much of a belly bulge, but there where a few time I bred some rather skinny dudes where I could obviously see almost the contour of my dick going up and down their ass. I liked it

I had the "fuck flu" several times. And I'm still negative. So get tested (HIV, Syph, Hep B and C) and repeat it in 6 weeks.

CHARLOTTESVILLE - Had the cutest dark skinned 20 year old guy come to my hotel tonight and he was really eager to take my daddy dick. He stripped down to his boxer briefs almost immediately when he came in the room and was soon sucking on my cock. He got me nice and hard and then I had his flip onto his tummy on the bed so I could work my way into his ass. I ate his ass and he commented that I was really good at it. Then he raised his ass up off the bed so that I could lick his "taint" his balls and his cock. He really liked that. His dick was massive, making mine look small. Eventually I would roll him on his back and with his legs in the air I would enter him. He felt really nice. I fucked him and videoed a bit of the action. Then we switched to doggie and we filmed a bit more. I would shoot a load in his ass after working up an incredible sweat. I also had to fight my way thru a damn popper headache but we managed to get it done. I don't think it was a giant load because my dick stayed rock hard and I still wanted to breed him again... so I slid back in and went to town. After a bit more fucking I would nut in his boy ass again. That's when it got fun because he thought we were done. Instead, I started sucking his cock (which was still hard and HUGE) and then demanded he get behind me and breed me. He seemed surprised but didn't hesitate. He would be cumming inside of me before long and it felt like a big load! His cock was top 10 in size of the cocks I've ever SEEN me take (remember, I'm a totally anonymous cumdump A LOT) so I don't actually see a lot of the dicks that breed me. I'm glad we traded loads, it's something I rarely do. But I was really into him! Happy Breeding, boys

Did this take place around the time the AIDS epidemic happened by any chance. Hope you continue the story with Doogie spreading the sacred seed.

My fantasy (will probably stay fantasy) is going to meet a guy for regular sex then getting drugged and waking up being heavily secured to bondage bench face down ass up and when I wake up the room is full of dildos, plugs, beads etc that range from tiny to horse cock size then having a hood/ball gag put on and told that I am going to be fucked up the ass and receive booty bumps until they are bored and then will use every toy in the room to stretch my ass hole until I need incontinence pants. (No being inconetinent doesn't turn me on its just part of the fantasy of getting used so hard that your ass is truly destroyed)

I'm in Dallas, breed me!

Hey guys, This is my first post here after finding this this forum and this is the story of the first time I got bred This is a true story about my recent adventure getting a real cock up my arse for the first time. I'm 25, slim blonde kinda twinky looking. I'd been in and out of straight relationships for a while and slowly started watching Tgirl porn and then over a few months started watching gay porn... I can't really say when it was but at some point I stopped imagining being the top and started to image myself as the one getting fucked. I decided the explore this a bit and bought myself a small selection of toys. After a while of playing and training I decided I wanted the real thing but was too shy to try and find anyone, I was worried about meeting someone online in case either they knew someone I know or in case they turned out to be a weirdo. I had resigned myself to the fact that it was probably just going to remain a fantasy and nothing more. Later during the summer I had arranged to visit a friend who had moved away with his girlfriend and kids a couple of years ago. As space was not good at their place I booked myself into a hotel for the two nights. I arrived there the first day and met up with my friend, he is also 25, a little bigger build than me around 6ft (same as me) with light brown short hair. We went round a few pubs started getting a little drunk and had a few games of pool, he is a lot better than me and I messed a couple of shots up, I noticed on a couple of occasions he helped me with my shots by standing behind me and helping me line up the cue... On these occasions his cock and my arse seemed to make contact with each other. On the final of these times I tried to see if it was intentional or not and bent over as if I was ready to take the shot and gently rubbed by bum up against his groin... I could swear I felt him begin to get hard before he quickly backed away and sat down whilst leaning forward, I assumed at this point he was trying to hide a boner. Towards the end of the evening we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways, him home and me to my hotel. I laid in bed fantasising over those short moments and hoping I could get something more form him before the end of my visit. The next morning I went out shopping, found a little local sex shop and bought a large tube of lube. I also bought a box of condoms from the local chemist. I spent the morning wondering if anything would happen but aching inside hoping that it would. Early in the afternoon I had a text from him saying that he wanted to have a proper night out tonight as it was Saturday we thought the nearby town would be pretty busy. We made arrangements to meet up a few hours later. After my shopping I decided that whilst in the hotel room I would try and clean up as best as I could... I shaved the tiny amount of hair I had around my hole, rinsed out my sports bottle and filled it with water to try and clean out, after a few flushes with water I knew I was good to go (I hadn't eaten much that day so I should remain clean). Once my friend and I met up again we started hitting the bars in the nearby town, he mentioned to me that he had an argument at home with his girlfriend because she didn't want him going out and getting drunk. He didn't seem to care about this and we slowly necked shot after shot. At around 1 am he had a text from his girlfriend not to bother coming home as she had had enough of him getting drunk every time he goes out with friends. In his drunken state this didn't seem to upset him and he asked if he could sleep on the floor of my hotel room. I told him of course that was fine and we had a couple more drinks before heading back there. Once we got back to my room we both had a drink of water and he said he needed to sleep. He took his clothes off and to my surprise also removed his boxer shorts... he said that as he didn't have a change of clothes with him we didn't want to sleep in them. He then took a pillow off the bed and laid on the floor covering most of his body up with his jacket. I followed his lead and removed all of my clothes including my boxers, neither of the switches near the bed turned the main room light of so I stepped across him and walked naked to the switch by the door. On my way back to the bed I said "look man you don't have to sleep on the floor if you don't want to, the carpet can't be too comfortable so you can share the bed". "Are you sure" he replied and before I could answer he threw his jacket off of himself, picked up the pillow and climbed into bed. I laid on my back and he laid on his side facing away from me. After around 20 minutes of me staring at the ceiling with my heart beating through my chest I felt him roll over towards me, I too rolled onto my side with my back facing him, he seemed to edge forward until we ended up in a spooning position. He continued to breathe deeply as if he was still asleep so I copied him, I laid there with my eyes shut feeling his slowly growing cock nestled up against my naked bum. I was sure he was really awake as I felt his cock getting harder and harder I started gently bucking and rubbing up and down against his meat... I knew he was awake now as he just whispered "mmmmm" into my ear. This was all I needed and I reached behind me and slowly started to wank his rock hard dick. This went on for a few minutes until I plucked up the courage to take further, whispering in the darkness "would you like to fuck me". He let out another "mmmm" As I rolled over to get to my case and grab the lube and condoms. I dripped a massive dollop of lube into my hand and began to massage my little hole with it slowly fingering it into myself. I handed him the condom which he rolled onto his dick, I got some more lube and massaged his cock with a very lubey hand. Once we were both ready I told him to lay back and I moved myself into position ready to sit on his manhood, it hurt more than my toys did... I felt a stinging burning sensation in my arse so I told him to hold still, I took a few deep breaths and gradually relaxed until I was sitting down on his entire dick. It felt amazing, for the first time in my life I had another man's meat shoved deep inside my hole. I started to slowly ride him, he held his hands on my hips and closed his eyes while I rode him. he told me he wanted me on my back so I climbed off him and laid back with my legs in the air and he got up behind me and began to insert his dick... I could feel by now that he was losing some his original hardness, I reached down to try and wank him a little but it didn't seem to help, he reached over and switched the bedside lamp on and said he thought it might help if he could see the hole his dick was fucking. He got slightly harder but still not enough to get back inside me, I reached over and got another handful of lube, I rolled his condom off with my other and hand began massaging the lube into his dick... This seemed to do the job as within a few moments he was rock hard again, now I know at this point we should have got another condom and carried on with the fuck we were having but instead I guided his now bare cock up to my hole and said "fuck me properly man" our eyes locked as he slid balls deep into me in one smooth motion, I could see from his eyes this sensation had changed him he looked like he was on fire and became more animalistic as he fucked me. He kept commenting on how amazing my arse felt and that this was one of the best fucks he'd ever had. This spurred me on and I wrapped my arms and legs around him pulled his head near mine and said "oh man, your dick feels amazing inside me, fuck me harder". This drove him crazy and he fucked me so hard it began to hurt and then finally he pushed into me so hard I thought we would go through the bed, he said he was getting close and I instinctively wrapped my arms and legs around him and said "don't pull out", he plunged his cock inside me hard a couple more times and finally began shooting a hot creamy load as deep into my body as he could it. It felt magical, in that moment I knew this was a postition I loved to be in, knowing my that hole had provided enough pleasure for him to cum inside me made me feel so good. He fell onto me, totally spent, between his body weight on me, his still semi hard dick inside my arse and his spunk that he just shot into me I felt like I was his. Free to do what ever he wanted. He eventually rolled off me once his cock had softened and fallen out of my hole, we fell asleep laying on our backs next to each other for a few hours until I was woken up by a sound outside in the street, he seemed to stir at the same time I instantly reach down and placed my hand around his cock slowly rubbing it until I felt him begin to get hard again. He reached across me to the night stand and grabbed the bottle of lube and generously poured it over the tip of his cock and into my hand, I gave him a sloppy lubey wank for a little while until he told me he wanted me to ride him again. I reached over to grab the condoms but he grabbed my arm and stopped me from reaching them, he said that he'd rather we did it without a condom again, he told me that it felt ok when he had one on but that it was so much better without. He said that the thought of cumming into another mans hole is what drove him over the edge last time and that him cumming inside me was different to cumming into his girlfriend because his cum served no purpose other than the fact that we both wanted it there. I agreed that it did feel amazing to feel his cock shooting inside me and I climbed up on top of him and gently slid down the length of his meat. I rode him slowly with him thrusting upwards into me matching my movements, it felt amazing and his dick was hitting spots inside me that I never knew existed, my own cock was hard as a rock and was slapping down against his stomach every time I dropped myself onto him. I rode him for about 10 mins before getting off and getting on my back again. This time I was laying with my head on the pillows, legs spread as wide as they could go while he positioned himself on top of me. My hole felt weirdly empty after climbing off him so I told him to hurry up and get back inside me. He thrust balls deep into me in one motion as I reached down and pulled my cheeks as far apart as I could so that the he could get as deep as possible, I could feel his dick sliding in and out with the tips of my fingers as I held my hole open for him. He alternated between slow gentle love making and hard passionate fucking like it would be his last, he told me he was getting close and really seemed to step up the piston fuck he was giving me, he said "I'm going to fill your hole with my cum again, do you want it?" "yes" was about all I could reply. "Beg me for it" was his response so I instantly started begging and saying anything that came to mind. "Please fill me up, my hole needs your spunk as deep as you can get it" he started to smile, "my hole belongs to you, give me your fucking babies, please". He grunted as he began to unload, I once again wrapped my arms and legs around him, this time whispering "thank you" repeatedly into his ear. He rolled off me, I rolled away ready to sleep feeling his cum slowly leaking from my now loose and split hole. He promised me he'd have another fuck for me in the morning and we both fell asleep.

The Hunt (Part 7 - Final Part) I looked down at Jason. He was in a world of his own. He got himself flying with lots of poppers and enjoying the steady rhythm of my cock hammering his tight hole. I pulled my dick almost all the way out just to slam it back into his hungry pussy. I wanted to demolish his cunt. So I chose a different angle all the time to approach him with my toxic bat. Jason moaned loudly. “Fuck me harder” he said. “Give it to me good” I heard…. All of a sudden my mind played this trick to me, which I have grown accustomed to…. “Give it to me good” I said…. 20 years ago, it was me who was laying in a leather sling. I went to a gay club for the first time in my life, curious to get some action. I had my coming out in front of my parents a couple of days before. They were understanding and cared about me. They wanted me to be happy and healthy. So they urged me to be careful. Right…. And then I went into this club and chose a guy, who was so appealing to me. It was a daddy type, with clear blue eyes. He was talking to me friendly. He touched me - from time to time, which gave me goose bumps all over my body. He flashed a cheeky smile, whenever I told him how unexperienced I was. Yes – it was just like Mr. Right was knocking at my door. But I was also on xtasy that night and Mr. Right bought me one drink after another. Who knows, maybe he sipped something in one of my drinks also. All I know is, that only after an hour of chatting, I was in that sling and got fucked like a rag doll. I didn’t mind about it. I wanted him, I wanted his body – but I wanted so much more. I was so high, all I could do was listen to my moaning. I heard him slapping against my butt cheeks. I listened to his grunting and then I heard his words…. ‘I’m going POZ you good’ I was hearing the words, but it was like, they didn’t have a meaning back then and there. Not able to tell him to stop I kept on receiving his brutal fucking. Then all of a sudden he stopped moving. It was almost like I could feel him splashing his seed into my cunt. I closed my eyes and heard my blood rushing in my ears. I knew ‘it’ was rushing through my veins now. Mr. Right pulled out. I didn’t open my eyes, but I felt another dick slipped into me, started fucking me aggressively. It was not the last one in that night…. that was how it all began…. And now I watched down at Jason who was a cute boy with those deep blue eyes, I once fell in love with and loath to this day. My balls were tingling. I felt my orgasm rise. Without a word I fired my gift into Jason. I just groaned, like I always do and kept on fucking for a while, trying to get my seed as deep as possible. Then I suddenly pulled my dick out of this used and worthless cunt now. I buttoned my jeans up and smacked Jason on his butt. “Thanks Jason. You were a good fuck. Something to remember” I grinned at him. He looked at me with his cute face and thanked me for the hard ride. “This was awesome man. I won’t forget this night, I have never met a rough guy like you. Can I see you again?” he asked me. I did not answer his question. I just smirked at him and turned around to leave. He would remember me… forever.

The Hunt (Part 6) I have been waiting for the chance to fuck this boy ‘up’ for a long time. Ever since I laid my eyes on this cute twink a couple of weeks ago. And now I was kneeling in front of his tight hole and tried to tear his cunt walls with my fingernails. Jason moaned loudly. “Ouch – that hurts”, he complained. “You are a tight bitch” I told him. And that was the truth, but I wanted to conceal the truth, that I was actually scraping his instestinal walls. “So good and tight” I whispered. I heard Jason sniffing at the poppers bottle again. He relaxed his asshole and gave me the opportunity to reach even deeper into his body. I squeezed his little balls with my free hand. “Are you ready to get fucked you little punk?” I asked him playfully. I stood up and looked at my young victim, jerking off my cock slowly. Softly I poked against his entrance with it. Jason’s eyes were closed. He nodded and told me to fuck him hard. “Don’t be too nice to me” he groaned. “I won’t” I replied and I meant it. I would destroy his little hole. My dick was leaking with precum. I pushed harder against his hole and although I knew this would hurt… ME… extremely I roared like a lion while slamming my cock into his prepared and yet unlubed twat. Jason howled in agony while his ass took my entire length in one hard stroke. “Yeah man…. that’s it. Fuck me hard. Make me enjoy the ride” the clueless 18 year old, ‘always faithful’ bottom boy moaned. “Yeah boy – I’m gonna give it to you…. good… you little tramp”, I hissed. Slowly I pulled my fucktube out of his narrow passage, just to slam it back into his ass again. Like a rabbit I started to piston inside his pussy. All of the sudden his arse tightened deliciously and with fear in his eyes he asked me about the condom. “Are you wearing a rubber?” he asked me. “Fuck “ I answered. “I totally forgot – I just was so horny for your hole” I answered him, while still staying in fucking gear and pacing up to hit his deepest possible point. “What now…. are you….. healthy….?” he asked me kind of breathless. “Of course man….. don’t worry about it, but if you want me to, I am totally into safe sex also, so it wouldn’t be a problem for me to fuck you with a condom” I lied to him. All the while I was still fucking him in long hard strokes. “Would you mind?” he asked me with a puppy look on his face. I smiled broadly and answered him that it was really not a problem. “Safety comes first!” I added. And so I was stabbing my dick four more times deeply into his ass and then pulling it out unceremoniously. Jason sighed deeply. He urged me to hurry and asked about the condom. I implied that I took it from the table, as we left the living room. The truth was, that I had my own ‘prepared’ condom in my pocket and this condom would not survive the aggressive sexual act. The condoms reservoir had been cut away before. So while I was standing at the end of the sling I opened the newly ‘sealed’ condom. He couldn’t see from this point of view the package. While I enrolled the condom onto my dick I walked to his side, so he had a better view, that we actually were engaging now in a safe mode. Holding the tip of the condom with one hand and hiding away the damage this way, I was enrolling the thing with my other hand. Jason was satisfied. He laid back and sniffed again at his poppers. ‘Stupid bitch’ I thought and went back to work. “Can’t we use some lube?” Jason asked me nicely. “Your cock rips me apart, I can’t really enjoy the fucking, because it hurts so much”. I spit on his hole and used some spit on my dick and told him this was ‘all the lube’ he was getting. “You got to understand – I fuck to feel good myself. This is not about your orgasm, it is about mine”. And with that I rammed my rod back into poor little Jason who seemed to surrender to my battering ram. “Stop complaining about your pain….. and start giving me pleasure….” I snarled dangerously. Bam Bam Bam…. I went back into combat mode and fucked his boyhole even harder. Now my first goal was to rid this already busted condom. This went on for several minutes. I pulled my cock out almost completely to check the status of the condom. After a while I could see my prick head was free again and with that knowledge I hammered away lustfully, into this beautiful boy butt. I enjoyed the fuck even more, now that I saw the condom rolling up to the end of my shaft. Whenever I pulled out, I saw some red streaks along my cock. Jason seemed to be bleeding inside his hole. My cock tingled excited. “Oh fuck” I looked terrified at Jason. “What is it?” he asked me, staring at me. “I fear the condom broke” I was cursing under my breath. “Oh no – when did it happen?” he asked almost weeping. I told him that I had no idea, but since I played it always safe and that I was positive about my status, I convinced him it would make no difference now. I would take care of him. I smiled warmly at Jason and he started playing with his nipples moaning loudly. “Then go on – give me your big cock. Seed my hole with your hot cum” he demanded. Of course I did not object. The young cunt was begging for my toxic seed literally and I was willing to share….

We've all been disappointed in this area, but I can tell you that my dick is directly tied to my level of attraction/connection. It doesn't get rock hard for just any hole, which is why pump & dump doesn't really work well for me. I'd rather have a chat, share a drink, make out a bit, talk dirty and let the desire to fuck grow. We're not fuck machines, we're social beings and sexual attraction can be complex --in my experience a bit of playfulness and extra understanding under pressure leads to a hotter fuck (not to mention repeat fucks!

The Hunt (Part 5) I was pulling Jason close to my body and rubbed my hard dick against his stiff cock. Again and again I squeezed his buttocks, pulling them apart and then pressing them back together. All the while we kept on kissing each other. “Open your mouth for me” I told him calmly. He obeyed and looked at me patiently. I guess he saw it coming. I spat into his mouth. “Swallow” I told him and so he did. I put my right hand around his neck and felt him gulping my spit down. I choked him a bit and saw the obedience in his eyes. Without me telling him, he started stroking my hard dick again. Like a two dollar whore he knew exactly how to massage my rod. He didn’t pull too hard. He stroked it slowly asking me, if I enjoyed him touching my dick. I nodded and continued kissing him deeply. He tasted so sweet and looked so innocent at me with his big blue eyes. I wondered if he was really such a bitch, or if I was just a bit too horny right now. For me it was like I was on the hunt. Jason seemed to be my willing victim. I was thinking of him as a sleazy slut and that justified my urgent need to give him the gift. But feeling his tender touch now and looking into his deep blue eyes, I was not so sure anymore. “What’s wrong” he asked me suddenly. “Aren’t you in the mood to fuck me hard anymore?” he looked at me puzzled. I grabbed my prick and squeezed it hard. “Hell yes – I need to fuck you hard. To bang your cute little ass – when was the last time you have been fucked you little tramp” I asked him bluntly. “Well….. a couple of weeks ago….. I was fucked by my boyfriend…..” he answered me and I saw the sadness in his eyes. “Yeah, but when did you whore around with another fellow lately” I wanted to know. “I took every dick that I could” he tried to convince me, but I had fingered him already and this bitch was tight like a virgin almost. Again I felt that something was wrong…. “Is this a fib, you are telling me?” I asked him. He looked down. I lifted his face with my hand asked him the question again. He didn’t answer me. Instead he took my hand and led me to the bedroom. I didn’t expect to find a sling next to a notable king size bed. He didn’t realize we forgot the condom on the living-room table. I helped him to get into the sling and offered him some poppers, which I carried around in my pants. He smiled at me and opened the bottle to take a sniff. “Let me open you up” I growled, feeling me getting horny again, since he offered himself so shamelessly. I wanted to breed his him badly. I spat on his pinhole and pushed two fingers in. I moved them roughly in and out. He moaned loudly. Pushing a third finger into his snatch I started scratching his intestinal wall on my way out. Trying to wound him and to make him bleed he increased his moaning. “I have always been faithful to my boyfriend” he spluttered. “You are the second guy, who is actually fucking me…..” “What…. ?” I was not sure if I should believe him, but he had no reason to lie to me. I still asked him, why he acted like a cunt. He mentioned something about making me hot or wanting to become one or whatever… I was still working in damaging his intestine. Like a poisonous scorpion I was ready to strike and nothing would stop me now….

Thanks for replies everybody. Bb-brojack I will have to try falling asleep in a public place in the sauna. You've got me rock hard thinking about it. I just wish I could find guys in my area to make my fantasy happen.

Pretty much all of what has been said above, I'd love to have happen, but Lpversebtrmpig's version is what I want most. Go to a bar and wake up tied up ass up with my ass full of cum...and all over my face, too. And there's a line of guys waiting their turn.

I just had an incredibly hot time with this 18 year old I met off Grindr! I normally don't get a lot of play off Grindr seeing as I'm a chubbier bear type, but I logged on after I got into my hotel room at the Crowne Plaza by LAX. After an hour or so, a pic less profile that was a couple thousand feet away said "hi" - not something I would normally respond to. Then I looked at the stats: 18, Right Now, 5'10, 190lbs, so I figured what the hell, and sent back a "hey." After about a dozen exchanges of small talk, I asked for a pic, so we traded. Since he could already see my face, I assumed he wanted to see other areas ;-) I sent him cock and ass pics and he sent me a single waist-up face pic. He was very cute, kinda like the typical blonde high school senior football jock. He said he was about to leave LAX to drive down to OC and asked if he could stop by. I was a bit wary because it was only 1 pic and we hadn't discussed any "what r u into" stuff yet. I took a shot and invited him over - and was SO glad I did! When he got to my room, he was just as cute but more muscular than I'd imagined. I thought he was a little chubby like me, but the weight was all muscle. He had a lightly defined chest but huge thighs and, my absolute favorite, huge, muscular calves! I could've stroked those legs (along with my cock) all night! He seemed a little nervous, so we sat on the bed and talked for a few. He had been visiting family in Chicago for a week and was coming back to school at UC Irvine. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and I complimented him on his awesome legs as I gently squeezed his calf. He said something about his football workouts, but I didn't really hear him as I started moving my hand toward his crotch. I told him to just lie back and enjoy. He eased back and closed his eyes and I gently slid my hand up the leg of his Nike basketball shorts. I could see his cock start to lift the front of his shorts, so I carefully squeezed it from the outside and he gasped like it was the first time he'd been touched there. I pulled his waistband down to expose the bulging underwear and started gently stroking his bulge. He was practically paralyzed with pleasure, just gasping and moaning with his eyes tightly closed the whole time. Finally I told him to slide the underwear off and he did, letting his cock spring up. He was hung average - probably 6-7 inches and cut, but had huge balls with that "new cock" smell too lol! Very carefully I climbed in between his tree trunk legs, and started to lick the head... it was as if he were connected to an electrical outlet and every time I touched his dick with my mouth, I sent a few hundred volts through him! Eventually he calmed down and started to really enjoy the service. I was careful to not let him get too close because I wanted that cum in my hot hole - hopefully; we had never discussed any anal play. I started sucking his balls, then licked below his balls, lower and lower I got, lifting his thighs higher and higher until I found his little pink pucker. I asked if he'd ever been rimmed and he said nobody had ever done anything with his ass. WOW! I thought, a rimming virgin! Needless to say I showed him my talents and he could barely keep his breath! The next thing I knew, he pulled away from me and got on his knees. I asked him what he wanted to do and his two word reply was "fuck you" HOLY SHIT YES!!! was my thought, but I simply said "sure man." There was no mention of a condom or lube, so I spit on my hand and lubed my hole then sucked him a little to get him nice and wet. I flipped onto my back as he grabbed my ankles and lined his cock up with my hole. I got the feeling this was the way he liked to fuck girls, I'm sure he'd had a few. Gently he eased inside me and fucked slow for a few minutes. It was heaven! I was holding his powerful thighs as he was thrusting inside me and I was pre-cumming like a leaky faucet! He began to pick up the pace and I could tell he was getting close. I grabbed my cock and started stroking in rhythm with his thrusts... after a few minutes I heard him start to groan and really jam his dick inside my hole balls-deep, so I let loose and blew a huge load all over my chest. He saw me and I guess couldn't hold out anymore because I felt his cock push ALL the way in as he practically howled while he shot his load deep inside my guts. Never bothering with the "where do you want me to cum" bullshit, he was going to breed me whether I agreed to it or not! He collapsed onto the bed beside me for a couple minutes until he realized he just fucked a dude I guess. Then it was all business about getting dressed and on the road and the traffic and blah, blah, blah. I want that boy to fuck me every single time I come to LA!

Every time I have sex and get a load up my ass I'm glad I gave up condoms and started asking for guys to cum inside me. I'll never go back to condoms or not getting bred

PART 6 – DEEP-DICKING THE BITCH Dalton didn’t return to work. He marched right past the lawnmower and went back inside his house. Meanwhile, Brian and I texted Jesse—Dalton’s friend from high school—and told him to get his sweet ass over to our place, making sure he parked a few blocks away and entered discreetly through our back gate. About 20 minutes later, we heard a car pull up in Dalton’s driveway. It was the girl he was dating—I frankly couldn’t remember her name, nor did I fucking care. For the purposes of this story, I’m just going to refer to her as the Dickless Wonder, or maybe just Dickless. She wasn’t trying to be a cockblocker, but she was blocking my cock all the same. She needed to go. After she entered Dalton’s house, the two of them made their way to the pool out back. Brian and I were already sitting in our usual spot for spying on the neighbors’ backyard, and we heard a lot of giggling and whispering, with the girlfriend asking all sorts of questions about just how private this little pool was, and Dalton assuring her that it’s really fucking private, OK? Jeez, let’s just fuck already. But I guess she wasn’t listening, because she just kept asking the same goddamn questions. And finally—thankfully—he ended the conversation by shoving her down to her knees and pulling his cock out of his shorts. By this point, Brian already had me pinned against the fence, his fat raw cock shoved deep in my guts. But here’s the thing: while we knew Dalton had a nice piece of meat between his legs, we really weren’t prepared for the sheer impressiveness of that boy’s dick. So when his monster flopped out of his shorts, I actually gasped. Brian gasped, too. And then Brian shuddered, signaling the deposit of a thick load of sperm deep in my guts. I leaned back and kissed my man deeply. Then he pointed toward our neighbors’ backyard, and I turned to see what I’d missed: Dalton had already stripped the Dickless Wonder naked, positioning her for a doggy-style fuck on one of the poolside lounge chairs. “Spread your cunt,” he said in a low, cold voice. She dutifully reached back to open up her pussy with her fingers, but Dalton didn’t seem to pay much attention to her efforts. Instead, he was busy rubbing his cockhead against her asshole. Sensing where he was going, she gave out a sharp little whine. “Honey, no,” she said, trying to get back on her feet so she could negotiate. “You know I don’t like that.” Dalton didn’t reply. He just pushed her tailbone down, forcing an arch in her back, and brutally shoved his giant dick deep in his girlfriend’s ass. She yelped and told him to stop, trying to squirm away from being buttfucked against her will, but it was no use. He just closed his eyes, pressing down on that bitch’s back and crushing her perky little tits against the lounge upholstery, his hand clamped tight over her mouth to stifle her screams and sobs. After a few minutes of thrusting, he repositioned himself by bringing his feet up onto the lounge, squatting directly over her wrecked asshole and letting his full weight deliver a merciless deep-dicking while the poor bitch’s entire body heaved and convulsed in obvious pain. “Please cum or please stop,” she managed to squeak out between thrusts. “I can’t take this. Baby, please stop.” “You know how to make me cum,” he replied. She was silent. “C’mon bitch,” he said, his voice reduced to a cruel, guttural growl. “If you want this to stop, you know what to do.” She seemed frozen. Then he slapped her hard across the ass, sending her into action. Contorting her body to get maximum reach with one of her arms, Dalton’s girlfriend stretched her hand as far back as she could make it go, past her stretched-out hole, placing two of her fingers against Dalton’s twitching ass—her nails brushing up against that beautiful boyhole covered in a light dusting of late-adolescent fur, every one of his hairs illuminated by the late-afternoon sun. Then she hesitated. “Do it all,” he said, “Do it all, and do it now. If you don’t do it now, I’ll never fucking cream your tight little butt. Which means I’ll just keep going at it. Which means you’ll never get a break from my cock destroying your ass.” Hearing that, she stretched her arm further, slipping two knuckles of each finger into Dalton’s butt. He moaned. “Deeper,” he grunted. She managed to get another knuckle in. “Oh fuck,” he muttered under his increasingly shallow breath, his entire body now making the switch into primal breeding mode. His pounding grew more intense. That went on for at least 5 minutes, until he finally reached back and shoved two of his own fingers up his butt. Only then, with four fingers stretching his own ass, did he finally launch into a full-body thrashing assault on his bitch’s hole, unleashing a torrent of seed in her guts. Brian and I watched this entire display silently, unbelievingly. Afterward, I turned to my man and grinned stupidly, shaking my head. He did the same. “Un-fucking-believable,” he said. All I could do was laugh in response. We turned our attention back to Dalton, who was now giving his girlfriend the silent treatment. Clearly he’d gotten what he needed, and he just wanted her to get the fuck out. We heard snatches of an argument from inside the house, followed by the Dickless Wonder walking angrily to her car, stifling tears, then driving off as her tires screeched against the asphalt. * * * Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see Jesse in nothing but a jockstrap, his face covered in a giant grin. “I didn’t get to see the whole thing,” he said, “But I think I heard half of it from a block away. So tell me: there’s been a rumor around school that he likes fingers in his butt. Is that true?” “Oh, it’s true alright,” Brian replied. “You wouldn’t believe how true. But listen, pig: see that water bong over there? Instead of worrying about your buddy Dalton, you need to be sucking on that glass pipe like the greedy little methwhore you are. Then I want you to blow some nice thick clouds of white smoke on my dick, OK bro?” Jesse grinned and ran over to grab the pipe. Meanwhile, I kept my eye out for Dalton, hoping that he would return to the pool. Sure enough, about 5 minutes later—while Jesse was silently gorging on my husband’s dripping cock between hits on the bong—Dalton reappeared in his backyard, this time wearing his Speedo. Just as I’d hoped: it was time for his evening swim. He dove into the water and began noisily splashing his way across the length of the pool. That was Jesse’s cue to stop worrying about staying quiet—he was now squatting over Brian’s cock, impaling himself on raw dick. I gave Jesse the thumbs-up signal, which meant he could start letting his ass slap noisily against Brian’s body, and he could start letting loose with the occasional moan. For those first few minutes, Dalton didn’t appear to hear any of the action unfolding in our backyard. But then Brian’s cock suddenly shoved past Jesse’s second sphincter, eliciting a sharp yelp followed by a gruff “Fuck yeah” from our partied-up jockboy. That’s when the splashing stopped. Dalton went quiet. I looked through our little peephole to see him treading water for a few moments, craning his neck in our direction to confirm that he heard what he thought he’d heard. As the water grew calm around him, he almost seemed to suspend his breathing. Somehow even the crickets seemed to go silent. And just like that, the only noise penetrating the evening air was the steady slap-slap-slap of Jesse riding Brian’s dick. Dalton silently propelled himself to the edge of the pool, doing his best to lift himself onto the asphalt without making any noise. Standing up now, he craned his neck toward us again. There was no way he couldn’t hear it now: Slap-slap-slap. Grunt. Slap-slap-slap. Fuck yeah. Without hesitation, Dalton walked right up to my peephole. He placed his eye against it—clearly he’d spied on us before. Except this time, instead of seeing our backyard, all he saw was my eye looking back. “Hey, Dalton,” I said. He didn’t respond at first. He just stared. Then after a few moments’ pause, he simply answered: “Hey.” “We’re hanging out with a buddy here,” I said. “If you wanna join, you’re more than welcome.” Again, no answer. Then his eye disappeared, and for a moment I thought I’d lost him. But I didn’t see him, either—it was like he’d just stepped aside to gather his thoughts. Then after a long silence, he answered in a near-whisper: “OK,” he said. Another pause. At last, his eye reentered my line of sight. “OK,” he repeated. “I’ll be right over.” I turned back to Brian and Jesse, who’d paused their fucking to listen to the exchange. Jesse had the most triumphant smile I think I’ve ever seen on anybody, plus he had a giant mess of cum all over his stomach and chest. His cock was still oozing seed as Brian’s dick twitched steadily, rhythmically, deep in that sweet boyhole. “OK, you twisted motherfuckers,” I said with an evil grin, “Our wait is over. It’s time to fuckin’ own this boy.”

i had a good GB experience about a year ago now. i was on Silver Daddies when an older guy asked if i wanted to go to a party he organises on a reg basis at his house. Would be mostly guys 50+. It was a weekday afternoon. I arrived, nice house in quiet suburb. When i was let in i was shown to a room to strip and leave my stuff and the host showed me around. He was in his 70s probably. Every room had a tv showing gay porn, and there were lots of naked guys, but no action, just stood around chatting or watching the TV. He showed me the rooms upstairs that were open for use then back downstairs, even a buffet with drinks. He introduced me to guys as we wondered around. All the rooms had bowls of condoms and bottles of lube. He then took me down to the basement. Chairs and couches all round the walls and a big screen in the corner. There were probably 16 guys watching the tv, some jerking off, but no interaction. i was the youngest by far and the slimmest and fittest, lol. The host took me to the middle of the room and told me to suck him. So i was on my knees sucking him for a few minutes when another cock appeared to be sucked, so i was working them both, and befor long i had a circle of cocks around me and i was getting properly faced fucked by a couple. i was taken by surprise when one guy blew his load in my mouth. The next thing i felt was a guy blowing me, didnt see him, just felt him start. Then another guy started rimming me. When i had first been invited to the party the host had said it was nearly all safe and there were lots of condoms available, so i had gone with that frame of mind, i wasnt on PrEP at the time and wasnt chasing. There were bowls of condoms all over the place in the basement so i was just expecting them to be used. The guy sucking me stopped and said the funniest thing "he is porn star rock hard and gushing pre cum." That just seemed to trigger the frenzy! Another guy said "get the bitch down" and i went from kneeling to all fours and the guys i was sucking knelt down and i just kept sucking. i felt a finger in my ass, then a couple and then it was obvious someone was getting in behind me. i felt his cock at my hole and i started to push back onto him. i heard him say" oh yes, this bitch wants it" which was a very true statement! The guy i was sucking was more fucking my face, not a huge cock so i could take his fucking without gagging. i wanted to see who was about to fuck me and see if he was covered, so i stopped sucking and started to to round to look, when the guy i was sucking grabbed my hair pulled me back onto his cock and said " dont worry about whats going on back there, you have cock to suck." The face fucking got more intense and the speed of changing between cocks got faster. i could feel the change between guys fucking me, different size cocks and angles and techniques, but didnt know how many, and i could not really tell who had orgasmed. It was soon obvious i was sucking cocks that had been in ass. One guy got under me and we 69. i dont know how long this went on for, but the pace slowed and we just 69 until no one else was in line to fuck me. i went to town on the guy under me and he blew a load in my mouth and i rolled off of him. i looked around and the guys were mostly sat around again. One guy said "I want you on a bed now." held my hand, pulled me up and headed for the stairs. That was the first time i realized i had been bred, cum was dribbling down my legs. We got to a bedroom and he said "like a dog bitch, I am gonna pound you" A couple of other guys had come to0. I got on all fours on the edge of the bed and that guy slammed me. He had put a condom on and when he blew he pulled it off and put it in my mouth and just left the room. i just stayed on the edge of the bed and then i felt another guy starting to fuck me. A couple of other guys fucked me like that, then the last one who was fucking me turned out to be the host. He said "Sorry i cant cum again, but i want you to fuck me'" i dont usually top unless its way younger ass, but i fucked this 70yo, and blew my load in him. After that i went back down to the dining room and had a couple of slices of pizza and some pop. i realized the hairs on my legs were all matted with drying cum and my socks were wet with cum. A couple of 60+yo guys came in and one said "Nice job, we dont usually get fresh young ass like you at these things." As i am in my 40s i thought this was hilarious! I got dressed and left. The host sent me an em saying thanks for coming, i had been a popular guest. i asked him how many guys had fucked me in the basement and that i thought he had said it would be a "safe" party. He said he thought i had taken 9 loads in my ass, been fucked by probably 15 guys, and confirmed that it was a circular motion of them fucking me then me sucking them and them going back to fucking, and said not to worry, he thought they were all safe guys lol. So the moral of the story for guys my age who want a gang bang and are finding it hard, go to an event with way older guys where you are the young meat. Yes its always nice to be with a hot hard teen-20s, but, if like me you just feel there should be cock and seed in your body, it doesnt matter where it comes from. Lots of them were on viagra and stayed hard all afternoon, just didnt blow multiple loads.

I met a guy on BBRT who I had been talking to for months and thought had made friends. He introduced me to my first and only chemsex session, which was fantastic. Actually really liked him and thought he liked me. Just today I found out he was poz when he claimed to be neg(i believe he was the guy who infected me) and in addition to this he still advertises that he's negative. I feel really hurt and let down right now, I really thought he liked me and I could trust him. Anyway, for that reason my answer would be that you absolutely can't trust anyone, even if you think you know them. And while I know it's a hot fantasy for a lot of guys here, being deceived in that way really hurts. I wouldnt wish that pain on anyone. So you should probably just assume everyone is a liar.

OMG.. That's funny! I bet theres not many people that can say they have shot a load of cum out their nose!!

totally awesome story =)

I hadn’t seen Stuart, my older brother since Thanksgiving. He had gone a ski trip during the Christmas break and was reportedly down with the flu at Easter. Stuart was about two years older than me and had gone to live with Dad shortly after the divorce. He was also a jock like me and enjoyed several sports. He was now about to start his junior year at university and was an officer in his fraternity along with being pledge master. His college was about two hours from my home, but he never came to visit once he started. While I used my sports participation to curb my sexual desires, with marathon jerk off fantasies, he used his jock status to coordinate his conquest, boosting about this babe or cheerleader that he banged all throughout our long distance brotherhood, he was big stud on campus. Sure, before going off to college he would spend holidays and vacations with Mom and me and occasionally Dad would be there also, but as I said, in the last couple years I had only seen him a handful of times. Stuart stood at a muscular 6’4” and weighed in around 180, reddish blonde hair and deep azure blue eyes. He also sported a huge cock, but so we all did: Dave’s dad, John, to all his bros and my Dad, Todd. We all had big cocks. I hadn’t seen dad since Easter, since he missed my graduation and birthday due to work commitments, although I kept in communication with both my dad and Stuart via chat, Skype and texting, with the occasional voice call to fill in the blanks. Dad was just turned 38 and John was three years his senior at 41, we all wondered how two guys could produce 6 healthy athletic boys in just three years since we all ranged from just turned 18 to almost ready to turn 21, it looked like it was going to be a fun weekend when memorial day rolled around next Friday. The vessel came to a slow stop along the dock and I could hear Dad telling Ben to let it idle as they threw their gear aboard then pushed off of the dock. John yelled up to take it to the cove mooring and ben bumped up the speed a little and steered us away from the dock and out to the mooring about 1500 yard into a secluded cove. I had just turned off the burners on the Grill and gave it a quick wire brushing to remove remnants of the burgers from the grilling surface then bent down to turn the gas off, I felt something wet on my thighs as I bent over, unconsciously I reached back and felt my hole and inner thigh scooping up whatever it was, I held it to my nose and sniffed, it was cum, I licked it off my finger realizing Ted had cum in me while he was fucking me. When I had looked over at the dock John, and dad were in button downs and slacks and Stuart was in denim shorts and a tee shirt, by the time I got down to the lower deck to greet them they had stowed their gear in one of the bed rooms and had change into jocks and muscle shirts or no shirts. I gave Dad a hug and then John, my brother couldn’t wait and came up behind me and pressing his groin into my ass gave me a big bear hug from behind, I could feel he was hard beneath his jock as he pressed it into my leaking ass “Been waiting for this for a long time little bro “he whispered in my ear I began to turn into him but he kept a tight hug on me, all the while freeing his cock from his jock, then sliding it up and down my moist crevice, finally the head found its target and he slipped into my cum filled hole. I stood there in front of everyone, my older brother's cock buried in my hole. “This just a sample of what cums later.” He pistoned in and out of my hole for several minutes while Dad and the others looked on, pulling on their cocks. Dave walked up to me and we began making out as Stuart pumped in and out of my ass, finally grunting and spraying his jizz almost as deep as Ted’s earlier load. Ben stepped up as he pulled out and dropped down to clean off Stuart’s cock, then stood and fed me the spunky mess in a deep kiss. “I’m starved let’s eat,” John suggested. Ted stuffed his engorged penis back in his jock and went over to get the burgers from the oven where they had been staying warm. We all headed to the upper deck and I pulled the salad and condiment tray from the fridge and as we all surrounded the table, we began to chow down, knowing looks passed from my brother and dad, as well as shit eating grins on most of the faces of my companions. We finished up dinner and Dave and I as the youngest set to cleaning up, Dad told us to meet them upstairs in the hot tub when we finished. I washed and Dave dried the dishes, and we were all but finished when Stuart came up behind me again, his stiff cock leading the way. Removing the ass plug which Dave had inserted into my hole just before dinner, Stuart slid into me, fucking my cream filled hole, plowing into my ass, this time much rougher than the gentle, brotherly fuck he had given me upon his arrival. Dave moved in behind him and ate his ass as he fucked me then the etting him sloppy slid his cock into my brother, my best friend pounded my brother’s hole as he pumped his phallus into mine. Soon Dave grunted as he filled Stuart with his load, triggering my brother to fill me with another of his. “Little bro I’ve waited years to make love to you like this. I'm so glad we’ll have all summer to make up for lost time.” We finished cleaning up, dishes and the mess of our sexual acts as Dave shoved the plug back into my hole and a second one into Stuarts now cum filled orifice. I noticed on the third white board the addition of Ben, Ted and Chris, a space then Todd and John, all with a” –“next to them, it appeared we were all minuses today, I wonder if it was a rating system. We headed up to the party deck and slipped into the hot tub with Dad, John, Ted, Chris and Ben. It was a tight fit with Stuart Dave and I slipping under the foamy water but we didn’t mind. The sun was beginning to set to the west as the sky became a reddened backdrop, Todd, my dad shifted across the tub and sat next to me, he didn’t speak a word but began nibbling my neck and ear lobe, I had always thought Todd was a hot daddy figure and included him in some of my fantasies but here he was actually touching me the way I had fantasized about so many times he began whispering into my ear ”son you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to hold you like this, to kiss your sultry lips to devour your hot athletic body, to take you as my boy to make love to your nubile manhood” He had been fondling my hard cock under the water and planted a deep wet kiss on my lips, John was making out with Dave on my other side, Ted, Chris, Ben and Stuart were trading off locking lips and fondling each other beneath the foamy waters

(This is a long one. Once I started writing it I couldn't stop. You'll understand why.) Part III I put the case of beers down on the couch next to him and got back down on my knees between his legs with my hands clasped behind my back. Once I was back where I belonged he reached over and took the first beer out of the pack. Using his bare hands, he flexed his huge arms for a second and the cap popped off the bottle instantly with a hiss of escaping air. He kept his eyes on my as he took the bottle to his lips and took his first swig. He washed it around his mouth as he enjoyed the first refreshing taste of his favorite drink, then finally swallowed in one gulp. “Mmm. Just how I like it.” He brought the beer up for another mouthful and quickly gulped it down. I watched his adam’s apple bob up as he drank it and let me eyes dart down from his neck to his crotch before quickly returning back to his face. He smiled again and gave a small laugh. “Looks like you can’t wait to get started, bitch.” He reached up with his free hand and wrapped it around the back of my head. I could feel the strength in his arm as he slowly pushed my willing head down into his crotch and began grinding himself against my face. “You’re lucky I am ready to get serviced. It’s been a long day and I don’t feel like making you wait for this as long as a dog like you deserves.” I took in his smell with deep breathes as I felt the heat of his hand pushing me in harder mixing with the heat coming from his rapidly hardening cock inside his jeans. I heard him take another deep draft from the bottle as he groaned with the pleasure of a satisfied man. Inside his jeans I felt the monster stirring with life as my mouth and nose were dragged back and forth over his covered cock. I could almost hear the fabric stretching and creaking like an iceberg as the heat continued to spread into his massive tool. I knew that soon the monster would be awake, and that it would begin to start making his decisions for him. He downed the rest of his beer and tossed the empty bottle on the couch next to his helmet. Moving his hand from the back of my head, he grabbed a handful of hair and pulled my head up to look me in the face. I was breathing heavily and felt another leak of precum come out in my pants. My own cock was getting uncomfortably hard inside the tight jeans, but I knew there was nothing I could do to adjust it without getting punished by him. He smiled as he saw how worked up I was becoming without being able to relieve myself. He liked seeing me in discomfort, unable to help myself as I became dedicated to servicing his needs over mine. “Looks like things are getting tight down there. We can’t have that, can we? Take off my jeans, boy. Now.” I moved my hands quickly up and unhooked the first button. As I worked, he reached over to grab another beer and repeated his display of power by easily popping off the second bottle cap. His upper body was a ripple of muscles under his tight shirt as he brought the beer to his mouth and took another drink, watching me all the while. I had a hard time focusing on his pants with that kind of display going on above me, and I knew he liked the overpowering feelings he was producing in me. Everything was going exactly as he expected. I finished with the buttons and grabbed his jeans on the sides with both hands. He slowly lifted his ass off the couch, and again I paused as I saw the muscles in his stomach clench into a display of perfection. I knew this was a man who could fuck someone’s brains out from any position he pleased for as long as he wanted. He reached over with his free hand and slapped me not so gently on the side of my head. “Hurry up, bitch!” I quickly pulled the jeans past his ass cheeks of solid muscle and down to his large quads. He settled back down on the edge of the couch and I began the difficult process of working his jeans slowly down the rest of his legs. He was wearing black boxer briefs that were working overtime to keep the massive bulge of his cock pressed against his body. I could tell that even just barely hard, they were already losing the battle. He must have had a six inch log of a dick even when he was fully soft, and things were already well past that point. I watched the mound throb as more and more blood began collected in his snake with each passing heartbeat as the restriction of his jeans had finally been removed. As I tried to move his jeans further down his legs, it seems to hit a snag every time I came across another knot of muscles. He has a perfect covering of light blond hair that went all the way down his legs, and it turned golden at times. It took me a long time to finally get those jeans down before he finally lifted his feet and let me slip them off completely. My gaze travelled up his muscular legs back to his crotch where his dick had begun to tent against the tight briefs. Again he reached out with his massive hand and forced my head back down into his thinly veiled crotch. “Put your hands back behind you and get my cock hard and wet.” The heavenly smell was almost overpowering now as my nose was mashed back up against his cock, and I used my tongue to bathe the massive ridge that was forming inside his briefs. The stink was even stronger down near his balls, which looked huge even between his massive legs. I licked up and down the fabric surrounding his shaft, drooling with desire as I tried to lick and taste as much of him as I could. He let me work myself back and forth and coax his huge cock to full mast while he slowly finished his second beer. As he tossed aside his second beer, I wasn’t sure if the viagra was starting to kick in or if he was able to get his massive dick hard so fast without it, but it worked for me regardless. I knew his huge cock would remain rock hard all night, and that he had that much less blood in his system to use for his brain. He finally grabbed my hair and pulled my head up a second time to stare me in the face. I was sweating and panting from the heat of being pushed down into his crotch, surrounded by muscles and skin radiating heat. There was drool covering face all the way from my nose to the bottom of my chin, and he saw exactly what he wanted to see in my dilated eyes as I panted heavily. He knew he was in total control, and that I would do whatever he wanted immediately. Keeping hold of my head, he said, “Take off the briefs and get to work you filthy cock hound.” I reached up and dug my hands into the tight waistband of his briefs and began trying to peel back his snug briefs. They were so tight I ending up having to pull them straight down since there was no way they would stretch enough to release his massive cock without hooking on it. As I pulled them down more and more, his cock began to bend down with it like someone was pulling on the branch of a tree. His blond bush came into view, along with a blast of heat and scent as the prison door for his cock was finally being opened. I had to pause and take a long drag as I was overwhelmed by that blast of pure testosterone and sex. Still holding my head in place with one hand, he reached over with his other hand and slapped me out of my bliss. “You aren’t done yet, slut. I’m not going to tell you again.” I started pulling again and the stem of his dick was revealed sprouting out of his bush as the rest of his dick was being dragged down with the briefs. More and more of his perfect dick became visible as the briefs went lower and lower. It felt like it was taking forever to free this python from its cage as it went on and on. Finally, the pressure built up to the breaking point, and his cock snapped past his descending waistband to swing over like a falling tree and slap against his lower stomach. He kept a firm grip on my hair as I involuntarily drifted towards his freed monster. I had to stretch my arms and back to get the briefs down off his legs while he kept my head locked in place. Finally naked from the waist down, he kept holding me above his cock with both hands and began to flex it like was doing pushups. As he did this, I saw beads of precum building up on the tip of his slit, and his foreskin pulled back further and further. The huge head on top of his 10 inch dick was emerging like some kind of sped up timelapse of a growing mushroom, as more and more precum continued to collect and then drip down onto his white shirt. “Now you’re going to take all of that, bitch, and you are going to choke on it until you pass out or I finish using you.” He released my head and I quickly leaned forward and began licking the nectar from his cockhead. I engulfed his cock and then pulled it straight up so I could get it deeper in my mouth. It was straight as an arrow, and it throbbed with heat as it invaded my mouth. I could feel the softness of his skin like it was silk, and underneath that silk I felt the steel of his stem that forced its way closer and closer to the back of my mouth. As I dove down and feasted on his dick, he reached over for his third beer and again moved to pop the cap. He paused as he focused on the bottle, and had to take an extra second to move his fingers into the right position. Then, with another surge of muscles the cap flew off and joined the others. I slowly kept working my mouth deeper and deeper down his cock, trying to get my mouth accommodated to his huge girth and length. I doubt it would have been easy even if I could unhinge my jaw he was so big. My drool started to coat his sword all the way past his balls, but no matter how hard I tried his blond bush seemed unreachable. Between swigs he would reach down up with both hands and force me on his cock. He would get it right to top of my throat and I would gag as my body tried to futilely rear away, only to have my head remain locked between his powerful hands. I somehow managed to keep my hands behind my back as he did this again and again, stopping only to get another mouthful of beer. I was slowly working my way further and further down his shaft, but this monster seemed unending. As he finished his third beer, he dropped it next to the others and then again grabbed my head. Forcing my head up slightly to make me look at his eyes, my mouth still wrapped around his oozing dickhead, he said “Time to take it all bitch. I don’t care if you are ready or not.” I was already out of breath, but we both knew that nothing was going to stop him getting what he wanted now that he had made up his mind. Grabbing my ears he forced me down as far as I had been able to work and then began to push down with his hands while simultaneously lifting his waist. I could feel his dick forcing its way past all resistance like a juggernaut as he pushed his slime covered cock deeper and deeper into my throat. My nose finally sunk deep into his bush, but his dick was lodged so far down my throat I was unable to breathe. He groaned as he bottomed out his gigantic rod in its new hot and wet home, and then began flexing it inside my esophagus. “Mmm, that feels great, fuckhole. You better get used to this because I’m going to spend a lot of time parked right here this weekend.” As he held me there longer and longer, I began to feel a burning sensation building up in my lungs. Instinct caused me to start trying to pull off of his baseball bat of a cock to free up my airway for more oxygen, but I saw the muscles in his arms and chest flex and hold my head like it was in a vice. From the fixed point of my head, the rest of my body started to spasm, and my hands finally came forward and tried to grab on to the top of his giant legs. I tried to push off his body by using his legs as leverage, but underneath my hands they clumped like braided steel wire and he lunged his hips forward even more, grinding my nose flat into his brush and probing the back of my throat even deeper. He tossed his head back and groaned as I was forced to look up at this demigod of tensed muscles as his cock choked the life and resistance out of me, second by agonizing second. My legs and arms started to shake as he looked back down at me, breathing hard and swift with exhilaration as he used his body to dominate me. He felt the pure power of being able to take me to the brink, and that we both knew that there was nothing that I could do to stop him. More precum pumped down my throat as he broke down the final walls of any resistance that I had left. As my twitching got more and more feeble and my body was forced to become a tool for his whims he looked back down at me and stared into my bulging eyes and said, “I own you, slut. Never forget that I will use you for whatever gets me off, and there is nothing you can do to stop it.” I stopped fighting and went limp, and he basked in my total surrender. Finally, he let go of my head and I fell like a ragdoll to the ground, gasping for air with a horrible sound. I hacked and coughed between breathes, trying to clear my throat of all the slime he had pushed in there with his cock. He laughed as I lay at his feet, and then grabbed the bottom of his shirt and began to peel it off of his chest and over his head. Even as I lay there, I was forced to watch as he lifted his arms above his head as he finished removing his shirt. Finally revealed in his full glory, I began getting enough air inside my lungs as I looked upon this blond statue of sculpted muscle and golden skin. With his 10 inch dick jutting out straight, hard, and covered in my spit, he completed his final step of showing me how he was my better than me in all things, and that I was privileged to be used by him and his magnificent dick. As I finished coughing, my throat raw and my lungs finally heaving less for air, he swayed slightly then leaned back on the couch and grabbed his fourth beer. He attempted to open the bottle, but his hands had trouble getting a good grip on the cap. Slightly frustrated, he had to carefully place his hands and felt like it took more strength than usual to finally force the cap of the beer loose. Figuring that it was the alcohol, he took a deep draft and downed half the bottle before pulling it away from his lips. Everything was going his way this evening, and the cock slave had finally been broken in. Now was the time to get drunk and enjoy using his slave long and hard all night. Looking down at me with reddening eyes, he said “Get back to work on my dick, cocksucker. You’re going to swallow everything I give you.” I crawled back between the pillars of his legs and used my arms to steady myself on them. I took hold of his glistening cock and pulled it away from his stomach to get it back inside my aching mouth. He closed his eyes as I began to lick and bob up and down his shaft, using one hand to pump the root and the other to pull and twist on his heavy and loaded balls. He began slowly thrusting his hips up and down as finished off his fourth beer in another quick gulp and settled back to be serviced. I kept using my tongue to probe his slit and fish out his sweet precum as it continued to flow like a slow lava fountain. I alternated between bobbing up and down and then flicking his sensitive frenulum and cap. My hands began roaming up his abdomen and sliding along his washboard abs as he closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He groaned and continued to thrust his lower body higher and higher as I slowly took him closer and closer to heaven. I knew his body was slowly absorbing my special ingredients, and that his body was also releasing natural hormones that combined to make him more and more drowsy. After a couple minutes of steadily working him closer and closer to orgasm, I kept careful watch on him to make sure I tracked his body’s responses to my stimulation. I didn’t want him to cum yet, but he was almost exactly where I wanted him to be. As I brought him down from another slow buildup, he opened his eyes and reached for his fifth beer. Seeing how much difficulty he was having focusing on getting the bottle, I reached over and took the sixth bottle and removed the cap before putting it in his hand. He put down the unopened bottle and smiled. “Glad to see you are learning so fast. Keep it up and I’ll treat you to a reward.” I smiled on the inside as the bottle connected with his lips and he began to drink. My hands moved back to his chest and then latched onto his nipples, which caused a moan to come out around the bottle as he arched his chest forward. His body was almost completely relaxed as he lowered the bottle and rested his head back with his eyes closed. I could feel his body starting to respond to all the pinching and twisting that I was placing on all of his sensitive points as I exploited his body, and I continued to slowly suck and drink his leaking sap. After slowly finishing his fifth beer and dropping his hand to the couch, the bottle slipped out of his hand. I reached up and fondled his powerful biceps. He kept his eyes closed and had stopped thrusting his hips as the different drugs slowly built up more and more in his system. His cock remained rock hard as the Viagra and my mouth and tongue kept probing his mushroom head and urethra between my deep up and down strokes. As I edged him closer and closer, he began moaning as the sensations hitting his foggy brain overpowered any thoughts besides cumming. The strength in his body was fading fast, and I kept sucking all of his strength slowly and steadily out of his throbbing shaft as it pulsed slowly to his heartbeat. He began rolling his head as I manipulated his body to keep him flooded with pleasure, and slowly I began to work faster on his cock and twisted his nipples harder. His arms had fallen to rest on the couch, and he didn’t even try to open his eyes anymore. I took him near to the brink and then held him there while fresh precum pushed out with every throb as he moaned. I wanted to enjoy the taste of him while I could. I drank his clear sap from his slit like it was a fine wine, because I knew that this would be the last time that anyone ever tasted his pure seed again. As I swallowed more and more of his delicious precum, I felt my own sap leaking in a steady flow. I could feel my hard cock pushing down the leg of my jeans like a pipe that had sprung a leak, and the river had flowed all the way down my leg to my knee. I knew I had to finish this soon or else I would lose control, and the prey was so close to being subdued. I moved my arms to put his thighs between under my armpits, and I moved my hands up to his biceps. I stopped teasing his mushroom and dove down on his slick shaft hard, moving with increasing speed. His body, covered in sweat from being pulled, fondled, and edged, began to slowly squirm as the inevitable climax approached. I moved my hands down his arms, over the wet skin and damp hair, all the way to his wrists. I grabbed both wrists and clamped them down to the couch, holding them firm. He tried with feeble strength to move his arms and legs, but they lacked the strength to break from my iron grip. As his balls pulled up, he arched his back up and began panting with ecstasy. He was offering his cock to me like a sacrifice, a slave to his overloaded senses, and I consumed his offering. I could feel his cock begin to twitch as his cum flooded up his urethra. He thrashed on the couch like a manacled prisoner as surge after surge of his sweet, clean nectar was devoured by my mouth. I kept siphoning each thick blast, constantly working his cock as I demanded more and more. Even as he finally fell back twitching to the couch, I continued to assault his defenseless cock with my tongue and lips, drawing weaker and weaker spurts of cum. I swallowed his delicious seed, and nursed his sensitive mushroom to get as much of his juice as possible. A high pitch moan escaped from his gaping mouth as I mercilessly worked him while he tried to squirm away until the last drop of cum had been extracted from his slick staff. Finally satisfied, I lifted my head from his cock and it slapped against his stomach in defeat. Freed from the painful pleasure on his overworked cock, he went limp on the couch and took a deep shuddering breath. The drugs and alcohol combined with the massive surge of hormones released with his orgasm to push him past the point of half-awake pleasure and deep into unconsciousness. I got up slowly and took the keys to his motorcycle out of his discarded pants. I put on his shirt and drank up the smell of his musk on it. As I unlocked and opened the front door to move his motorcycle off the street and into the garage, I paused and turned around to look at back at my prey. He lay naked and limp on the couch, his head lolling to the side with a small stream of spit dripping out of his open mouth. He was covered in a pure sheen of sweat from head to toe, and his glazed cock was still laying rock hard across his stomach in surrender, lifting futilely with each beat of his heart. His blond hair was dark and wet with perspiration. His arms and legs were splayed out and motionless, completely defenseless. Even passed out, his muscles stood out with beautiful definition. I smiled as I remembered when he first came into my trap. He could never have imagined how far he would fall, and he couldn’t even comprehend how much lower I was going to take him. I closed the door behind me with a loud thud, and back in the living room he didn’t even twitch.

I like giving loads in dark rooms. Was at Slammer in LA about a week ago. Wasn't too much going on until I went into the dark room. Was an immediate sense of primal, man-to-man sex all around me. There was a bottom bent over and getting fucked right in front of me. As soon as that top came, he pulled out and the bottom turned around and ,within 10 seconds, another dick was inside him. That got me going and I pulled down my shorts and started stroking. The other top last about two minutes and moaned loudly as he shot into the bottom. At that point the bottom noticed my hard dick and started stroking me. Within a few seconds, he had turned again and I entered his ass. Now, this dude had just taken two loads in the last three minutes. His hole was wet and squishy all the way up his rectum. And it felt SO good to be up there, churning the fresh cum inside his ass with my hard cock. I didn't last more than a minute. I thrust deep and spurted inside him. I then pulled out and walked out of the dark room. I never even saw the guy's face. He took three loads in about 5 minutes. And I have no doubt that he had another dick inside his ass as soon as I was out the door. Very, very hot.