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"Once I have you, there will be no going back. Do you understand?" Sir had already sent me the agreement form. I had read it over, and signed it weeks ago. We had just finalized the details and set a date. "Yes Sir, I understand." "Good. You better be at that spot boy, or I will come and get you myself." With that Sir had signed off. I had already sold me belongings and notified my landlord I'd be moving out. I put my two weeks in at work. It would be hard to go back now. I set out for the airport at 8:00PM, and soon enough I was on a flight to my new home. Once I landed, it had just passed 1:00AM. I was able to get a taxi to the meeting location, even though the taxi driver was a bit worried about dropping me off in such a shady place in the middle of the night. After some assurance, he dropped me off and left. I had been early but I set off the bottom floor where I would be taken away. I had sat down and was exhausted from the flight, and with no one around, I laid down with my backs up against my bags. I figure I should try to rest up for Sir, as he had told me my first day would be long and hard. I had been jostled awake by a man, and as I woke up more I realized it was Sir. "Get up. Now." Yes Sir, as I stood up as quickly as I could. "Strip." "Here, Sir?" With that the back of his hand struck me across the face. Sir had warned me to do as I'm told, or expect punishment. As I began to strip naked in the middle of the parking garage, Sir grabbed my bags and threw them in the backseat. He had me put my clothes in a plastic bag, which he set in the backseat as well. I stood there, completely naked as Sir inspected me. "Good, just like you shown me. get in." As I reached for the front door handle, Sir hit me again, this time in the stomach. "You think your sitting up front, slave?" Sir chuckled as he opened his trunk. Fearing another strike, I climbed in the trunk without question. He slammed the trunk down hard, and got in and began to drive away. I had slept through most of the drive, besides the few bumps that would slam my body and head into the walls. Once we arrived, I expected the trunk to open, but waited at least another hour before I heard the click and the trunk open. "Get out." I got out as soon as possible. My eyes took a minute to adjust, as the morning sun was already out. I had no idea where I even was. I tried to look around, but we were in a secluded wooded area. Sir strapped on a collar on me, attached and lease and directed me inside. He shoved me into a bathroom. "It's been a long trip, boy. clean yourself out and head down the hallway. In the center of the room is a bench, lay down on it." I cleaned up and headed down the hallway. I went into the dark room and found the bench. I laid down on it, stomach down and ass up. Sir walked in, strapped in my arms and legs tight so I couldn't move. He stripped in front of me. Sir was tall, I'd wager over 6"0. He took off his shirt, slid down his pants and then underwear, revealing a thick, 8" cock and a bio-hazard tattoo. "Whats the tattoo mean, Sir?" I felt my lip crack open from the force of the blow. "Property doesn't ask questions." With that, he took his underwear and duck tape, and shoved his underwear in my mouth. He then proceeded to duck tape his underwear in my mouth so I could no longer speak. "But I'll answer your question boy, as it will be your last. It means I'm Poz. You'll get one soon enough, along with a brand to prove you're mine." My mind started racing. I had agreed to be used as property and controlled, but I never thought it through fully. What the extend of that was. I had never imagined being pozzed. I had lost all control and I had begun having second thoughts of it. I could no longer speak, my voice being completely muffled. Sir walked over to his table of goodies, and brought over a blind fold. As he was strapping it in, the last thing I seen in his hands was a toothbrush. I could no longer see, nor speak. I had been completely confused. He never spoke about being poz or pozzing me. As I tried to figure out what the toothbrush was for, he forced it in to my ass hard. Sir worked it in, rubbing and running it in all directions. He eventually pulled out, and I heard a chuckle. "Now your ready boy, just remember, this is only the beginning." With that, he lined up his cock with my ass, and it one push, rammed all 8" inches in. Tears formed in my eyes, but I had no choice but to take Sir's hard fucking. I tried to open up for him, and pushed my ass up high, thinking if I let him in, it would hurt less. It only made Sir pick up his speed. "That's a good boy, you better get used to this." He began rabbit-fucking my hole, until I heard him grunt and spurt his load inside me. Once he pulled out, he shoved a butt plug in. "This stays in until I take it out, boy." He walked over to my head, undid my duck tape and pulled out his underwear. Before I could breathe in he shoved his cock down my throat, I could taste his cum mixed with blood and realized it had been my blood. After cleaning off his cock, he walked out. He stopped by the door. "You'll sleep like this tonight, tomorrow we brand you." With that, Sir had walked out and left me locked up for the night.

He said he loved me… but he lied! (Part 1) First time, first love. It was an amazing feeling. Josh, the hottest bloke in town, had actually talked to me. I was stunned. It all started as another boring evening. My friends and I thought about going to the movies, but then someone suggested we could visit the new bath house in town, the ‘Toxic’. I argued against the idea as I knew that if I went I'd end-up sitting alone at the snack bar, drinking Coke Zero, while the other guys would get stuffed all around the place. And that was not a scene I wanted to revisit, but as usual I lost the argument as the majority thought a visit to the Toxic was a great idea, so that's where we found ourselves that night around 10:00 PM. Don’t get me wrong. It is not that I didn't enjoy sucking the seed out of a hard cock, or, for that matter, taking a long hard cock up my ass, but my experience was that most of the guys I'd find at the bath house would be queens who were masquerading as studs. And true studs would be few and far between. I guess you could say I didn't subscribe to the notion of flexible sexual roles. So there I was, true to form, sitting at the bar watching the scene as all kind of guys made out with each other. Some were eye-fucking me, but none were all that interesting, so I took the attitude 'Look, but don't touch'. Several guys offered me a drink, but I declined each, at least giving each guy a kindly smile. I knew I was the topic of gossip, and knowing as much I told everyone who hit at me that I wasn't interested in having anonymous bath house cock up my ass. No way, Jose. And then Josh entered the room and I got this tingling feeling in my guts. He was a hot hunk. He was 26 years old and had black hair. His eyes with were of the deepest blue I had ever seen, and as he spent time at the gym daily his body was stunning. He was not so pumped up, but rather had muscles in the right places. And talking about muscles in the right place, the bulge in his jeans was huge. Every other minute he grabbed his junk and adjusted himself, or uninhibitedly scratched his crotch. Every pussy in town was talking about Josh and not only the gay pussies. He was standing with a group of guys, several of whom had already approached me, but I had declined each of them. I found myself fuming at my foolishness, thinking had I known of Josh's connection with the guys, I could be standing over there, chatting with the cutest guy in the room. If only I had been less standoffish and had accepted a drink from one or another of the guys. Stupid….. Then I realized, they were staring in my direction even as they were chatting with each other. I turned around and looked behind myself but there was no one there. Turning back to the group of guys I saw they were still chatting, but for whatever reason were no longer staring in my direction. I found myself focused on Josh’s beautiful bulge. His jeans were so tight you could see clearly the outline of a thick and long piece of flesh. Everyone who lied about him ‘stuffing’ his jeans out should see him tonight. This was all real cock. I could clearly see it. I sighed deeply: I was totally in love with Josh. Being 18 it is not all about hormones and stuff. Of course I was a horny little brat, but I didn’t want to lose myself to some one night stand, like so many of my other friends had done. I wanted the real thing: the knight in shining armor. A romance, like in ‘Beauty and the Beast’, with me as the beauty and Josh as the…. well, the hot-stud-with-a-beast-within-his-pants. Admiringly, my gaze wandered up Josh's body, past his perfect chest, hoping to get a discrete look at his beautiful eyes, only to discover he was staring at me! And then he invitingly smiled at me. Did I see that right? My heart was pounding with excitement. But then Josh gazed around the room. I knew it. He was looking for some other willing prey. Again he adjusted his huge bulge again and my thoughts drifted away, even as I openly stared at his crotch, praying for another casual scratching or adjustment. Suddenly he left his pals and walked into my direction. My eyes grew wide and breathe grew shallow as I attempted to concentrated on my glass of coke. Now he was standing next to me. I could smell his overwhelming scent. Ordering a drink, he flashed me a casual smile, and then greeted me. "Hi, there. Having a good time?" I looked at his perfect white teeth, smiled, and apparently mumbled a vaguely appropriate response. “I’ve watched you from behind there,” he remarked, pointed at his friends, adding “Do I know you?” “No…. but it is nice to meet you. I’m Marc,” I replied, automatically extending a handshake. “I'm Josh,” he responded, taking and holding onto my hand. “Would you like a drink? Maybe we could find a quiet corner and sit down and chat a bit,” Josh suggested. I just nodded. Did he just ask me to talk to him? I felt like flying. He ordered another alcoholic drink for me and took a good grip at my nape and led me to a segregated area which was set-aside for VIPs. We took a bench and the waiter brought our drinks. We raised our glasses and took a huge sip. I didn’t dare to tell him I rarely drank alcohol as I didn’t want to spoil the moment, so I continued drinking the hard liquor. Josh, meanwhile, moved somewhat closer to me. I fought the urge to seek out his crotch. "I've gotta say, I find your shy ways beguiling," Josh quietly remarked, adding "and your beautiful eyes and sweet build are just what I like. Oh, and that you aren't completely fixated on my crotch. In all honesty that gets old. Just because I have ten inches in my jeans." I gulped. Ten inches? Mentally I was thankful he hadn't realized I had indeed been fixated on his cock, and that realization led me to mutter something inane like "...really, that huge…." I felt utterly stupid, but it apparently didn't matter. Josh draped his right arm across my my shoulder and started playing with my right nipple, softly pinching it through my t-shirt. Involuntarily I grunted in pleasure. Seemingly unknowingly Josh continued manipulating my tit. I, on the other hand, was fully aware of as much and shyly suggested “Would you like to go out for a walk?” Smiling, he replied "Sure I would, but I have a bit of a problem." “What's that?" He pointed at his crotch. It gave the impression the buttons were about to blow open. “Oh! I see what you mean," I managed. Ever so smoothly Josh continued "I'm hoping you would help me out - just so afterwards we can take a walk and enjoy the starry sky.” “You want me to jack you off?” “No, honestly, that would take too long and I really want to spend some time chatting with you. It would be better if you sucked me off.” There was no real decision to make. I was stunned by his attentions, by his cock, and by his desire to spend time with me. I nodded slowly as I considered the logistics. “Do you want me to do it here? Out in the open?” This was a bit public for my tastes. “Nah. Slip under the table, get on your knees, open my jeans and take my cock out and suck it,” he proposed, giving me an endearing nudge, adding "Don't worry, no one will ever know.” I slipped under the table and Josh opened his legs more, so I could actually kneel right in front of him. "This is the first time I've actually given a blow job," I remarked as I fumbled with his buttons. “Really?” he asked in perhaps some disbelief. But then he reasoned “That is great. It will be a memory we will share for years. It will be special to both of us. Now open my fuckin' jeans and blow me," he ordered. I obeyed and went to unhook his belt, but he told me "A few button will be enough." So I worked my way down from the second top button the last and without hesitation, licked his huge dickhead as soon as his cock was protruding from his fly. Josh crossed his arms behind his back and closed his eyes, enjoying the tongue lapping around at his glans penis, suggesting “Start sucking me with your mouth. I want your throat muscles massaging my cock.” I was concentrated on his dick and could see his crotch, but nothing else, so I didn't see Josh signal his buddies to come over to the VIP table, but I could see the table was suddenly surrounded by several pairs of legs and I could also hear Josh conversing with the guys. Then the guys squeezed into the chairs and onto the benches so I was surrounded by knees and shoes. Part of me wanted to panic and I paused in my efforts to pleasure Josh, but still I had keep his cock head in my mouth, not moving an inch, only to hear Josh announce "Guys, this isn't a great moment 'cause Marc, my new boyfriend, is sucking my dick." Immediately four pairs of eyes peered under the table and took in the sight of me kneeling there with Josh’s cock in my mouth. I was totally ashamed. They, on the other hand, seemed to find it normal. One or two extended a greeting, and all four guys then resumed chatting with Josh. He, on the other hand, was apparently enjoying my efforts as he murmured “Keep on sucking Mitch, good job, man." 'My name is Marc', I thought, but then he just knew me for 30 minutes. And he said I would be his boyfriend. It made me so happy and excited, and so I continued bopping my head up and down on his beautiful dong, only to hear him advise “Mitch, when I shoot my dick snot, swallow it all. Don’t make a mess under the table,” grabbing my hair and giving me a sharp, slightly painful tug. 'He clearly is accustomed to getting his way', I thought as I mumbled "Okay." “I am popular here. I don’t want to be banned just because you can’t swallow decently” he continued, as he then went on to describe my services to his friends, adding that for a newbie I wasn't half bad at giving head. His buddies chuckled, high-fiving him. He didn’t tell me he was about to cum. Instead I realized as much as I felt his dick twitching and his cock head swelled yet more. His load was imminent, but by no means was I prepared for the size of his load: it seemed like gallons of the salty, slimy fluid blew out of his cock. I kept swallowing, determined not to leave any tell-tale stains on the floor or his jeans. Nevertheless he felt compelled to mutter “Don’t lose a fucking drop, bitch.” I wanted to believe he was expressing a term of endearment. After Josh unloaded himself he started buttoning up. I was hesitant to crawl out from under the table, particularly as the etiquette for this situation wasn't within my purview. Besides I really didn't want to look at the faces of those four guys. I wanted to believe I had some dignity - somewhere. Then I heard a guy ask Josh "Do you mind if he sucks he off?" He added he had a four day load in his balls that needed to get released. “Sure,” Josh answered and, giving me a slight nudge with his foot, said "Hey Mitch, get to it. You did a great job, baby and I want to let my buddies experience your tongue action. Don’t embarrass me in front my friends,” he urged. I hesitated in complying as it felt wrong to blow one (or all) of these guys, but then I didn’t want to lose the chance to be Josh’s boyfriend. Josh, however, saw no issue as he announced “I am so disappointed. I really thought we had something special going on… and now you won’t even suck my best friends, even though this is not even considered as sex,” he sighed sadly. I turned to my right and stared directly at another crotch clothed with denim. I reached out, slowly felt the bulge, and opened the fly. The guy nodded at his friends and then told me to suck him good. “Remember to swallow my junk also, you slut” he snickered. They all laughed and I think I even heard even Josh’s join in. I found myself hoping none of my friends chanced to see me in this position.

So last night while most people were watching the debate I was online looking for ass. And I end up messaging this guy--early 40s, kinda daddy looking but great legs and ass--who keeping saying I can fuck him bare but I can't come in his ass. And my response is it's all or nothing! There are gaps in the messages like he's talking with other guys. So was I, lol, so I didn't care about that. Finally he tells me another guy's coming over to fuck him and I should join in. He sends me his address and says he'll meet me outside his apt building. Normally this would be too complicated for me but I was horny and it was only a few stops away, so I went. The guy meets me outside his place and he looks like his pics, which is good! Then he takes me inside, not to his apartment but to a storage room in the building's basement where he apparently fucks around (I smell a bf/husband/wife). Anyway, the other guy is already there. Tall blond kid with a good body, definitely younger than me. He's nervous and we decide I should start things off. Our bottom drops his shorts and leans up against the wall, presenting his ass and I slip out of my sweats. Host guy does have a great ass and it is already lubed up. As I am stroking myself to full hardness, the blond guy is really watching me. Our host can't see him but he's licking his lips and then whips out his dick. Long story short, we both fucked the host but the blond guy was all over my dick every time I pulled it out of the other guy's ass. I was fucking the blond as he shot his load in the older guy--no complaints about where the cum went once he was getting fucked!--and then I fucked my load into the host on top of the kid's.

2nd Encounter My second encounter with pnping was not all that great. Hooked up with a guy on a cruising site who lived in a well-to-do area of Atlanta. He offered me pot and tina, and we played around a lot. He was a thin athletic type with a nice thick 7” cock. The pot and tina were excellent together, making me very horny and slutty. After sucking his cock for a while, he wanted to mount me. He turned me on my stomach, spread my legs, and ate me out for a few minutes. Then he offered me some poppers while he lubed me up. His were a bit strong, but that could also have been with the combined effect of pot and tina. He kissed my spine, as he put his thick head to my rosebud. He slowly pushed the head in, urging me to take another hit or two. I feel his cock slide in me and I moan out, a little bit of pain. He eases a bit and slowly thrusts in me as I get used to his thickness. He starts picking up the pace, holding my hips and drawing me towards him, that thick cock hitting all the right spots. He keeps this up for a good 10 or so minutes. He kisses my neck and asks if I’d like to clean him off, as I had previously told him I had never done it but wanted to. So he slips out and lays on the bed, his cock glistening with lube. I hit the poppers and then dive on it. The lube isn’t that bad and tasting myself was interesting. I suck him for a few minutes, then stop as my head is rolling a bit. We stop playing for a bit, as he shows me his closet with leather gear and the like. I can tell he’s pretty tweaked and I’m…I’m a bit off. I think the tina was wearing a bit off, as we didn’t hit a lot. And the pot was good as well. So after a few minutes of trying stuff on and the like, I ask if I can hit some more as I’m still horny and want his cock. He nods, dancing to the music he has playing, all his leather harness and boots, tweaking his nipples and stroking his cock in his closet’s mirror. I go back to the bedroom and find the pot cigs we were using, along with his mini bong for tina. I hit the pot a bit, and then try the tina. As I’m taking in a few puffs, he comes up behind me, pushes me down on the bed, and pushes himself in me. I’m in pain, and instantly shake out of everything. He hears me yelp and pulls out, and sees he’s torn me a bit. He goes to his bathroom and quickly gets some wipes and toilet paper. My ass is on fire, and as I clean, I see bright crimson, which is a close tear. I’m not that happy. So we just wind down. Since I barely got anything off the pot and tina, I take my time to get re-hydrated and the like. I can tell after about 20 minutes he’s ready for me to leave. And so I’m quickly rushed out the door, my ass still hurting. Not a fun evening. 3rd time pnp and 1st Slam So a couple of days after my last disaster, I’m once again looking for more pnp experience. I had at this point looked up various ways to do tina, and Ace instructed me on some of it, so I figured maybe I could find someone to do things with. I had been talking to a long-distance friend of mine who introduced me to breeding.zone as well as a couple of other sites. I made profiles and started to search around. I hit up people I found interesting, big dicks, tops, et all. While cruising on my tried and true hookup site, I found an older white guy who wanted to have a couch-player type roleplaying situation, and didn’t mind me coming over and staying overnight to play. I headed over to his place, along with some poppers and some G Ace had given me. The guy, we will call him ‘Couch’, was a pretty attractive guy in his early 50s, a normal body, decent cock. He found me cute and definitely wanted to get high and enjoy ourselves. He lived with his husband who was out of town for a month. He brought me into his office, put on some bareback porn on his big screen, and pulled out his supplies. He had a bong and let me hit it a few times. There was that nice feeling again. We started to talk and get to know each other. Tina makes me talkative, so I opened up about a lot of stuff. He really liked it, got him all nice and hard. I started to suck his cock while he talked dirty to me, about how me wish I was his son, how he likes young guys to pretend it. We went into some more taboo stuff, and it was kinda hot. So I talked to him about the sites I had been on and he talked about some of his friends/play partners. Through showing him my profiles and the like, we found we had a mutual friend who was a big dicked top. So we talked about asking him over. Couch called him up and found out he was coming over, along with a friend later on. I was all game for it. By this point, between the T and some G I took, I was all horny. I was even more turned on by the thought that this big dicked guy might come fuck me. The Couch asked if I knew about slamming. I told him I knew a little about it, never done, since this was my first week with trying stuff. He said his friend liked to do it and he might be willing to point me. I said I was game for it. While we were talking dirty to each other, I had gotten one of his dildos and was early fucking myself with it, between hits of poppers and watching the porn. His friend showed up, we will call him ‘S’. He was a bit surprised by me, but smiled. He told Couch that he needed to get ready but he liked what he saw with me. I was happy. A bit too happy. I ended up sneaking into his shower to suck his cock cause I was that horny and I think it irritated him a bit, but Couch was able to talk to him about it. So we go back to the office and talk a bit. S’s cock is huge, like 9”+ and THICK. He tells me that he likes fucking bottoms, especially new bottoms for their tightness and he’s a bit rough. I tell him that I want big dicks, I hate small dicks cause I have huge hands, so it just makes sense to play with them. He talks about slamming and goes through all the stuff about it. I tell him that I’m willing to try, but can’t make any promises on my reaction. So he shows me his setup, puts about .2 in it. He gets me prepared, has me sitting down on a chase chair. Puts the band around my arm, finds a good vein, and asks me one more time if I am sure. I tell him that I am, that I want to get fucked by his big cock and that I want to be used and abused. He pushes the needle in my arm, draws a bit to make sure he hit a good vein. As he does this, I grab Couch’s hand and tell him ‘I’m a bit scared Daddy.’ He smiles, as S pushes the tube down. He pulls out, unsnaps the band, and tells me to breathe slowly. I couch, the heat. Oh I will never forget that heat. My heart races, my ears ringing. My world rocks. I’m super horny and fired up. I look at Couch. ‘You didn’t tell me it was gonna be this good.’ I’m hornier than I’ve ever been, almost if not better than rolling. S is smiling, as he does his own point. Couch is smiling and rubbing my back. He looks at me and tells me ‘You’re about to have a good fucking. Now go suck that big cock.’ I kneel down before S. His cock is WAY fucking huge now, hard as steel. He’s finished slamming himself, and is enjoying the rush. I lick and suck the head, slowly taking it in, but man is it huge. I have a hard time doing anything with it and I can tell that S isn’t liking it. He grabs my head and pulls me up. He points to the chase chair and tells me to get on all fours. I eagerly do, grabbing my poppers. My head is just rolling and excited. Couch applies some lube to my ass, fingering me. I’m moaning. He applies some to S’s huge cock, and S lines up. He pushes my shoulders down, pulls my ass up to where he wants me. He tells me to take some heavy hits. I take a huge hit, and he presses his head into my ass. ‘Another.’ I hit it again, slowly but huge. He pushes forward, and I’m moaning. ‘Again!’ He orders, and I comply. I do 2 quick hits and a slow huge one. He pushed in all the way, balls deep. Couch looks at me as says ‘You now have 10” of cock in you. Are you ready to get fucked, whore?” I nodded, as S starts to fuck me. He pounds me, grabbing my hips hard. I’m moaning and oh my god, does it feel good. He fucks me for a good 10-15 minutes, just nearly non-stop. Couch is forcing my mouth on his cock. It’s my wildest dream to be used like this. Oh god does it feel good. S eventually relents, as between our tallness and the chair, he just can’t get a good position going that feels good for him. I also tell Couch that I’m feeling super hot. Like sweating but I’m not. He looks a bit worried but he says it will be okay. He says ‘How about a shower?’ I get up, head spinning. I’m tripping over the place a bit. He hands me some water, tells me to drink. I’m apologizing and he says its okay. Its my first time, it was probably a bit much, but it will be fine. He takes me to the shower and turns it on cold. He says just sit there and let it was over me. He leaves for a bit to check on S. The shower feels good. I don’t know how long I’m in there, my sense of time is way off. I just know all I can do is think about getting fucked, wanting to do this more, and well talking to myself. Couch comes back, says S is okay and that he enjoyed fucking me. Couch found it hot and wants to watch me get fucked by other guys. I’m like that is an awesome idea, we need to do this more often. He laughs. He then asks if I’d like a golden shower cause he’s got to piss. I’ve done them before, they can be fun. So I agree. He gets in the shower, I kneel. He starts to piss in my mouth and I’m like ‘I love this!’ He then asks if he can piss in my ass. ‘SURE!’ So I stand up, bend over with my hands on the wall, and he pushes in, just pissing in me. I’m loving it. He stops after a bit and tells me I’m a good boy and to clean up. I proceed to do that and I’m just so horny at this point. I finish up and head back to the guys. S is just jerking and looking at porn, while Couch is talking with him. Suddenly I start to feel nauseous and I run off to the bathroom. I retch a bit but nothing. Couch checks on me, bringing me water. He keeps me company as I tell him that I feel fine, just nauseous all of a sudden. He says its probably a combo of the slam coming off plus the chem piss. He tells me to just drink the water, and he’ll be back in a bit. I pretty much spend an hour or so in there, just talking to myself, drinking water, holding a cold rag to my head, and trying to throw up, but nothing. S checks in with me, asking what all I had to eat and when, when I took G, and how long had I been partying. I was honest with him about it all. He said that probably I was on an empty stomach or something I ate might be not happy. He also said I probably over lapped G, since I did some before we slammed, and it hadn’t quite run its course from the first bit I took when I got to Couch’s. He also said that I should probably not slam that hard as a newbie and he apologized for it being like that, that I might want a .1 instead. After a while, I feel better and I hang out a bit. They’ve got a guest coming over in a bit, who S might fuck. I can stay and chill, relax. They get me something to eat. The guest comes over and he’s a younger guy. S and him play a bit in a spare bedroom while me and Couch just hang out. Eventually we join them and I play with the guy, mostly just sucking his average 6” cock. S just can’t get the guy to agree to getting fucked, so we all just go back into the office to watch porn and such. This new guy can’t quit talking, and while he’s going on and on about stuff, I’m texting Couch about it. He agrees that this guy needs to go. Eventually he talks the new guy into leaving. S is talking to me about my experiences and warns me that this lifestyle can take its toll. I tell him that I understand, but with all that I had been through in the past year, this is what I want to keep doing with my life. Morning has come and we are all just coming down a bit. S and Couch leave to pickup a friend of theirs that while he hasn’t played with S before, he’s met him, and that he used to housesit for Couch. Couch is fine with leaving me there, since I feel I’m not quite up for leaving yet. He gives me some more food and tells me just hang out. About an hour later, they show back up. The friend is a twink, very cute. We hit it off, since we both smoke cigs. We all head back inside and start hitting the pipe a bit. The twink gets naked with a nice 7” cock. He’s gorgeous and I’m too shy to play with him. S starts to fuck him in all sorts of positions, while Couch finally fucks me. The twink and I exchange looks of pleasure, as we’re getting pounded. This goes on for an hour, with S fucking me a bit more. Unfortunately he made me a bit sore, so we had to stop. And I’m starting to need to wind down and get back to normal. So we eat lunch, talk some more. Me and twink talk a bit, me feeling him in on my limited experiences, him with all he’s done, how he knows Couch and S. All sorts of fun and interesting tales. We never do anything, though I really wanted to. Eventually S and the twink decide to leave, as the twink needs to get across town for work or something. I stay with Couch for another hour, just talking. He seems to like me and enjoy me, was a bit apologetic about me getting sick, but he had a great time. He again warns me about the dangers of partying but says he doesn’t mind partying with me. After that, I head back home. Sore. Tired. But worth it.

(New to all of this, so looking to explore. One of my first conversations on NKP was some with some one who made the comment, "I got my slut puppy out when I was 18, guess you still have to go through it." So true! I have a fantasy about my first time. Not sure if its extreme or not, though from what I have read, it probably is not. Also, this is my first attempt at erotica, so hope you enjoy! If anyone wants to make this come true.... LOL (No, seriously, all joking asside, any takes on that? ~grin~}) PART ONE So there I was, at 50, retired out of the Army (Combat type, not a bottle washer) after 21 years, two failed marriages, and single again. On my second marriage I had started chatting on Yahoo with guys, and found myself so turned on I could not stand it. Something about submitting to a guy, being the bottom was a huge turn on for me. Pretty soon I had to fantasize about guys to be able to even get hard with my wife, let alone fuck her or cum. With in 16 months, the marriage was over, and I was in my own place. Single, watching porn, first CD / Trainees, then traps and twinks, then gay, then hard core leather stuff. OMG that stuff was hot, I would imagine I was the guy in the sling, taking hard dicks and leaking cum, my expression pure bliss. After a while jacking off was not enough. I was sheltered, so I had no clue about chems, or the Leather lifestyle, but I knew I was hooked. Scouting the web for new porn, I found this site, NKP, and feeling needy, made a profile stating I was a virgin to it all. With in minutes I had chat requests and mail. I was scared and amazed all at once. One guy caught my eye, he was 45, Italian, clean cut, with dark mediterranean skin, dark eyes and a huge dick! I sent him an oink and email, telling him I though he was hot, next thing I know I am chatting with him, telling him all about my lack of experience. He asks about G and T, and I think hes talking about gin and tonic, which got a laugh out of him. He said he was on his way home with some friends, did I want to join them. With out thinking, I said yes. I was told to clean up inside and out, and be ready and about 20 min. Jumping in the shower, I got myself cleaned up as quick as I could, then started thinking about what to wear. I changed three times, unsure how I should look, dithered, thought I should have asked Richard what he liked, wondered where the hell that thought came from, then settled on a white wife beater, jock strap, shorts, and sandals. I threw together an over night bag, and was heading for the door when my cell phone rang. A deep voice told me to get my ass outside, no one was going to wait for fresh meat. I almost ran, seeing the SUV with heavy tint on the windows, I smiled at the drivers side. The back door opened, a figure getting out. I scooted in, now stuck between to big guys, both in shape and mid 40's by my guess. Big muscle types, hairy arms and legs, in tight tee shirts and denim shorts. I found an open beer in my hand as the door shut and Robert, my new friend from NKP pulling out of my drive, my house disappearing into the night. In front was a kid, 20 to 25 by the looks, real cute, smooth, blond, kind of sexy. I smiled at him and noded as the guys in the back introduced themselves, Tim on my left, Eric on my right. I was so nervous I chugged my beer, afterwards, I checked the label, some European brand with a bitter, oily off taste to it. Another beer was put in my hand as I felt my head spin a bit,suddenly very relaxed, feeling real good. Sipping this one, feeling the skin on my legs sliding over Tim and Erics, my smooth legs running up against their hary ones, my dick getting hard at the contact with these two hunks. No longer nervous, I relax and enjoy the contact, feeling goose bumps on my legs, my ass, my back. Robert asked if Eric could get the smoke out. Assuming it was weed, when I was asked to join I said yes with a smile. Eric pulled out a glass pipe with what looked like a bowl on the end, filled it with some white shards, and lit it slowly with a torch. I watched, fascinated, as the bowl filled with thick white smoke. Not even noticing the hand now on my leg, slidding up from my knee to my inner thigh. Eric stopped hitting it, passed the bowl to Tim. Eric then pulled my face to his. His hand ruff and controlling on the back of my neck, pulling my face closer. The first time a guys lips were on mine, my cock jumped as he breathed out into my mouth. I sucked the smoke down, and held it. My head now spinning. I leaned back, let the smoke out, then was pulled to Tim, repeating the process, his hand on the back of my neck, though this time the kiss part lasted longer. My mouth opened to his tongue with out hesitation, his kiss, as he passed a small round object into my mouth. Not letting go I was forced to swallow, but at this point I was so relaxed and horny I thought nothing of it. I looked up front, the pipe was in the bois mouth now, and I looked him over, realizing he was now naked... My mind tried to figure out when this happened when my train of thought was broken. On either side of me my hands were picked up in the guys hands, and were placed on their shorts, where I could feel hard cocks under the ruff denim material. My hands were guided up and down as I leaned back, my head spinning from the smoke and beers, just going with the flow. I felt my tee shirt pulled over my head, looked up front and the boi was now leaning over, with Roberts cock in his mouth as Robert drove. He looked so sexy, naked, hard on, ass in the air, I wished I was him. I felt hands on my shorts, pulling them open, my ass lifting up all on its own to allow them to be slid off, my hands now wrapped around raw cocks on either side, not sure when that happened but the feel was so sexy, so hot I did not stop. I smiled at Eric, who had the pipe in his mouth, and leaned forward, greedy for another shot gun from him, and wanting those lips on mine. I felt so slutty in just a jock, so horny, my head really spinning now, a large wet spot forming on my jock. I took Eric's lips on mine, not waiting for him to pull my head to him, felt his hand on the back of my head holding me there for the shot gun and kiss, the pipe passed over. after the kiss, Eric pulled my head down, forcing me to shift in my seat, pulling my head to his lap. I could see the head of his huge cock coming closer, the pre cum dripping, I shifted more, putting a knee on the seat like the boi up front did, and leaning in. Smelling that musky sent I would come to love, I felt the head of my first dick slide over my lips, and like a willing slut, opened my mouth, taking it in. Eric held my head there, then started moving my head up and down slowly, forcing a lil more in each time, I gagged, struggled, then took it. Loving every second of feeling helpless, so slutty, so fucking gay. As I took Erics dick, I felt a hand on my ass, running the rim, something wet and warm sliding over it, then a tongue, teasing me, it felt like french kissing as it slid over my virgin bud. I moaned like a whore in heat around the cock in my mouth, wanting more, the tongue left, I wiggled my ass, wanting it back, when I felt the fingers slide inside of me, greased and wet. Pain hit, but I was pulled up for a second, and had a bottle shoved under my nose, Eric telling me to breath in through my nose hard. Chemical smell then my head felt like a balloon, the pain gone just pleasure. Eric lets me head go, I start bobbing up and down on his sexy dick, wanting more. The fingers pull back then are pressed in again, this time I feel a burning inside of me, the fingers jamming in deep, fucking me like a cock, the heat in my ass spreading quickly. Lights flashing in my head, my need going into over drive as my ass was fucked first by one then two then three fingers. My head feels like its on fire, I want to cough, but cant, I want to slam my ass back against those fingers, I want to taste cum, I dont care. I am so horny now all I can do is move and suck and push my ass back. The warm feeling spreads through me, all the way to my dick, which is softer now but dripping non stop.My jock seems to disappear, I am flipped, my ass now to Eric, I dive on Tims cock, wanting more, I dont care whose, I just need it. I feel his dick slide into my mouth, wider, wetter, more pre cum, I lick it up like nectar, wanting more. My ass is being fucked by fingers again, I wiggle it, trying to push back, I feel the glass under my nose, and breath with out being told. My head spins, my ass is stretched with something, hard, cold, wider and wider then back down. Its filled with something and I dont care, I push down on the cock in front of me wanting more. A hand on my dick, I feel the pre cum pulled off by fingers, my nipples now teased by wet fingers, first one then the other. I have never felt anything like this, no one has ever touched my nipples during sex. Its like my whole body explodes in pleasure! I am pulled off the dick I am sucking and sat down, my hands reaching for both cocks with out hesitating, more smoke, more kisses, I loose track. The boi from the front seat is facing me now, leaning to me, kissing me as I jerk off Tim and Eric huge dicks, one in each hand. He leans down, licking my nipples, one then the other, the up to my neck, kissing and licking his way there. My skin on fire, every touch erotic. He is whispering in my ear, "When they ask, just say yes, let them have your arm babe, you will love it, I promise..." I have No clue what hes talking about, I feel the car pull up to a stop, the area go dark as the garage door closes behind us, my hands removed, against my will, and I am pulled out naked into a garage. The boi puts his arm around me and kisses me slowly, pressing his naked body against mine, whispering how sexy I am, how he cant wait to watch me get fucked, our dicks touching, grinding. I realize its me grinding against him, wantonly, needing it... We walk into the house, his arm around me, both naked, as we kiss, walking into the living room. There are two swings hanging from the ceiling. The boi leads me over to one, telling me to relax and sit. As I walk I feel the thing in my ass shift, roll around, touch me in places I had no idea I had, making me that much more honry. Pulled and and placed on the sling, my right arm tied with a rope, I see a needle pulled out, the boi holding my hand smiling at me, stroking my dick with the other. I feel a prick, watch the needle draw back, red, then in, the rope pulled off, my head explodes as I cough, my chest pounding, my ass sucking in the plug. I wither and twist, looking around for a dick to suck, to touch, to have in me, anywhere. I feel the plug pulled, look down, there is Robert, naked, hot, big dick hard, smiling at me, I try to smile but cant, all I can do is beg... Please, oh god please fuck me, babe, fuck me hard.... PART TWO Its like time has stopped, my eyes water, my vision in flashes, everything seems to have a red or blue glow like neon out lining it. I feel sweat start to drip from me, as I look around, seeing hot naked guys watching me. I try to talk, all that comes out is a moan, as my hands slide down over my nipples, causeing stars to explode in my eyes, my dick to jump, and my ass to clentch. I wonder why they are not fucking me, cant they see I need it bad? Gone is the shy, nervous guy, replaced by pure pure animal lust and need. I try to reach, but cant, the cocks so close. The object is removed from my ass, a sucking sound leaving me feeling empty. The boi is standing close, leaning over me, his back touching my chest, I watch as his arm is tied off, the needle, the joy on his face. Suddenly kissing, hard, his hands on my cock, spreading my cheeks then. I feel it, hot and hard, pressing into me, filling me, stretching me. The bottle against my nose, the boi smiles down, "Feels so good, I want some too..." he says with a smie, my hand finding his dick and stroking as my head spins, my ass stretched. A perfect moment, time feels like it stops, red and blue neon lights seem to highlight everything, the bois look of pure bliss as his mouth takes my cock in deep, eyes half closed, puples wide. behind his head, Richard, in a leather harness, I can feel his dick entering me, stretching me once again. Eric and Tim on either sides, my hands reaching for their naked cocks. Seeing them for the first time, huge, wet, pulsing as my finger tips finanly reach them. I hear a sexy moan, like a girl cumming, and realize its me making that noise. Richards cock hits what I can only describe as a sweet spot inside my ring, then another as it reaches deeper in. I feel my dick spurt pre cum like a hose, shooting a load into the bois mouth. My hands finaly wrapping around naked cocks on either side, time speeds up again, my vision is coming like its in frames, stop motion. I shut my eyes, wanting no distraction from all the sensations coming at me at once. Richard plunging back in, taking me, once more my dick squirts as he hits the second sweet spot, two dicks at my lips, I cant open my mouth fast enough, the feeling of the drug slidding through my system screaming for cock non stop. The boi stepping back, I can see Richard now, his chest dripping sweat, nipples hard, between my spread legs. I try to hum back, wanting more of his cock in me, wanting it all. He smiles at me, some how sexy and wicked at the same time,"You love this dont you slut?" Richard asks in a dead pan voice, as much a statement as it was a question.I nod my head eagerly, moaning around the two cocks at my lips, one in my mouth, the other waiting its turn, my hands running over large, full balls that sway with each thrust at my lips."Tell Daddy how much you want his cock, look me in the eyes and tell me, slut!" he yells now.My eyes locked on his, I feel his dick go deeper, see my cock actually shoot cum out for a few seconds, in my mind I think, "OMG Hes fucking the CUM OUT OF ME!""I need it bad Daddy, I need your dick in me!" I shout between TIm and Erics thrusts. Shoving my ass back as hard as I can, a third sweet spot is hit, deep in me, I almost pass out from shear pleasure. Moaning again around the two dicks, my whole body twisitng in the sling, trying to keep Richards dick in me, he pulls back,"You know when I cum you will never be the same" he says as he looks me in my eyes.I beleive him, I trust him, what he is telling me is the truth,I know it... I nod my head yes... I want this, I want this to never stop, I want to be a little faggot cock loving slut, fucked and used by Alpha Men, there for their and their cocks pleasure only. I want to be kept naked in a sling, fucked, cum on, cum in, and used hard, eat cock, eat cum, be a good slut. "Yes Daddy" I mumble through the cocks."When I breed you, you will not only belong to Me, you will be the fuck toy of every man I tell you to be with", he gasps as he thrusts in and bottoms out in my no longer virgin ass. My cock spurts again."When I breed you, you will no longer question who you are or what you are, because you will know that you are my faggot slut boi, here to please me and any other man I tell you too!" HIs smile evil now seeing how his fucking is affecting me, my ass clenching, not wanting to let go of his magnificent dick. Another thrust, another spirt, my dick is soft but I can feel every slide, every touch, my ass starting to tremble.Every sentnce ends the same, his dick burried balls deep in me, every time my dick fires off another jet of cum. I try to beg for him to fuck me harder, a feeling like no other building up inside of me, like no other orgasem before, I cant speak, between the cocks and the termbeling in my body, all I can do is moan incoherently like a the little sissy boi I am. "No longer have free will, slut, you will be a slave to cock!" Slam, spurt, moan."Every waking thought will be satisfying the need to be used by a man!" Slam. Spurt. Moan louder.I can feel it building up in me, the non hard orgasem, like a pin wheel firing off in my head, I see sparks in my eyes, my ass clentching hard, Richard letting out a huge moan, the inner most sweet spot being bathed in hot man cum, my whole body shaking, my dick running non stop."Your mine now, slut!" I hear. I nod yes, I moan, my mouth filled with its first load of cum now, my face bathed in another.I whimper, knowing my old life is dead, that I was now officially gay, no doubt about it, and that I loved it.......

I was recently in Amsterdam again for business. Amsterdam is also one of my favorite cities for anonymous sex. On my way back to the train station I made my usual stop at Drake's Sex Shop where I paid the admission fee and climbed the steep staircase up to the video booths. It was late afternoon and eight booths appeared to be occupied as the indicator lights on and doors were locked. About six guys were milling around. I found a booth with a glory hole where the adjoining booth was occupied. Bending over, I peeked through the glory hole, seeing a hot, business man in his mid-40s, dressed in black slacks, white shirt and tie, who was stroking his large uncut dick as he gazed at the video screen. I stepped into the booth, locked the door and knelt at the glory hole, giving the signal through the hole that I wanted to suck. He immediately stood, and slid his seven inch rock hard cock through the hole. I took his cock head into my mouth and sucked on his very ample foreskin. He loved the attention I was paying to it. He was soon ramming his cock in and out of my mouth. I was taking his cock as far to the back of my throat as I could. Soon I could feel his cock swell and throb so I knew he was close. And sure enough, I almost immediately tasted his sweet cum filling my mouth. I think he probably was straight because, in a very straight fashion, no sooner had he cum than he immediately withdrew his cock from my mouth, tucked his cock away, zipped up and left. I'd like to think he was on his way home from work and stopped in for a quick bj before going home to the wife and kids. Within just a moment the door to the adjoining booth opened again and a guy in his mid 30's bent down to look into my booth. He saw my face on the other side, then stepped into the booth and locked the door. As he was unzipping and pulling out his dick, I positioned my mouth up to the hole. He immediately fed me his limp cock. Again, as with most Europeans, his cock was uncut. I again sucked on and worshiped his very ample foreskin. He cock quickly grew in my mouth. Once he reached full hardness, he started to fuck my mouth. The hole was large enough that he pushed his low hanging balls through the hole as well. I quickly sucked on both balls, rolling them around in my mouth. Then he pulled his balls from my mouth and again began to fuck my mouth with his cock for about five minutes, until he filled my mouth with his load. Once he had left, a young black stud entered the booth. He again peeked into my booth to see me on my knees, with my mouth to the hole. He entered the booth, locked the door and completely undressed himself. He was about six feet tall, 190 lbs, muscled, and probably in his late 20's. His nine inch, thick cock was already hard as he slid himself through the glory hole. I worshiped his cock head for awhile, licked up and down his shaft, and took as much of his bbc down my throat as I could. He was rock hard and I could taste a lot of precum oozing from his piss slit. I really wanted his cock in my ass. After about five or six minutes of cock sucking I stood up, pulled my pants to my ankles, spit on my fingers a few times and lubed my asshole with my spit. Then I turned, spreading my ass cheeks and presented my ass at the glory hole. I heard him spit and felt him smear my hole with more spit. Then I felt his hard cock head press against my hole. I took a deep sniff of my poppers as I felt his bbc begin to slide up into me. His cock was so long and thick, that I had to just keep breathing in the poppers, so that I could accommodate his big cock, but soon he was all the way into me and began to fuck. His fuck was long, deep and slow for a few minutes, then as I felt his cock swell to even more thickness and hardness, he began to fuck me faster. This young, black, hottie was really pounding deeply into me, slamming against the wall which separated us. Finally, above the sound of the loud music, groans and grunts of all the porn showing in the booths, I could hear his groans above the background noise as he slammed as deep into my ass, unloading a sweet load deep into my body. I clamped my ass muscles around his throbbing cock as he shot volley after volley of cum into me. As soon as I could feel him withdrawing his cock from my hole I pulled off him, turned and got back on my knees, with my face to the glory hole. He pushed his cum-covered cock to my lips and I sucked and licked his slowly softening cock clean. My lips squeezed every last drop of his salty yet bitter cum out of his balls. I can honestly say loved every drop that I cleaned off his cock. Once we were done, I tried to dress quickly as I wanted to give him my email address in the hopes he would fuck me again. We both exited our booths at the same time. "Hello", I said, adding "That was an awesome fuck. I get here to Amsterdam a lot. I'd love to have you fuck me again." "Fuck, yeah", he replied. Pulling a piece of paper and pen from my pocket, I wrote my name and email address on the paper and handed it to him. "Write me. I'll send you my Amsterdam schedule for next month. Let's fuck." By the time I got back to my hotel he had written me. I now have his email address and plan to get together with him again. He can fuck me anytime.

HOW LOW WILL I GO? (A Fiction/Fantasy Story) Chasing started as a natural progression once I began taking loads bare. Something inside of me just hungered. For cum. More and more cum. And then not just any cum but viral loads. After months of taking every load I could get up my ass, including several HVL’s from HIV poz fuckers, I got my last test results -still negative. What does it take? How far am I will to go to get what my body needs to satisfy this craving? How low will I go? I was walking home from work one day and passed a guy, much smaller stature than me. At first I just thought he was a little guy. But when I glanced at him just as he passed, I noticed that he wasn’t a small guy. He was wasting. This was the first time I had actually seen a man with FULL BLOWN AIDS in person -naïve, I know. The thought of it had always terrified me until I began chasing. Now, taking one look at him . . . something happened. Without even thinking about it, I found myself following him another block to a black door in between two businesses. I knew there was a sort of hidden bathhouse somewhere around here, but had never had the nerve to check into it. I had always heard that the most hardcore and nasty types of guys went there. And every disease available was floating around from guy to guy in that place. The stuff of nightmares for the younger me. Now? It was the stuff that was making my dick swell in my pants and my ass involuntarily yawn open. I need something in me now! I followed the wasting man down the dark stairs towards the glow of a room opening at the bottom, filled with the sounds of pulsing music and the grunts and groans of pure animal man sex. After he payed his entrance feel, he glanced over his shoulder and saw me. I don’t think he’d been aware of me following him, but his eyes showed some recognition when they locked on mine. “Did you turn around and follow me down here?” he asked, his voice surprisingly deep, raspy and sexy. The desk clerk took my money and went back to playing on his phone, not caring what we did from that point on. “I, uh, yeah, I guess I did,” I admitted. I followed him to the changing area and stowed my clothes, while we continued to talk. “Why?” he asked me. It wasn’t a suspicious question. He seemed sort of playful at the thought that I, normal looking, ‘regular’, healthy guy, would follow him into a seedy bathhouse. I decided to just bite the bullet and be brutally honest. Nothing to lose, right? “Well, to be honest, the first thing that went through my mind when I walked passed you and really saw you was ‘sex’. Now.” He laughed, but not at me. “You really want to have sex with me? Do you have any idea what is coursing through my blood right now?” I swallowed over my dry throat and looked him in the eyes. “Yes, I do.” “And you still want me to fuck you?” The giant bulge in his jock told me that he wanted to fuck me, too. “Yes.” “You realize that I will only fuck you bare. And I will not pull out. You will get all of my toxic AIDS seed in you. Is that really what you want?” “Fuck yes,” I growled. He smiled a very devilish smile and yanked me by the hand to follow him through a couple of doorways into another dark space. I could hear sex happening everywhere around us, and it only made me crave it so much more. In fact, it wasn't just the sounds. It was the smells. That intoxicating blend of sweat and cum that has always worked better than a bottle of poppers for me. My stomach was a jumble of nerves, and I was both scared and excited at the same time. I knew that I was crossing a line that I couldn’t uncross. But logic had flown right out the window and I was just doing what an animal does, following my hunger. After a few minutes in that room my eyes adjusted to the dark. I could see a few different pairs, in the midst of their sucking and fucking, lost in their own worlds of depravity. Suddenly I felt his fingers at my hole, testing to see how tight or loose I was. It was going to be a tight fit no matter what given the bat he had swinging between his legs. It looked almost wrong -such a tiny body with such a huge cock. I suppose if he was at a healthy weight it might not have looked so extreme. But it was his wasted look that had gotten my attention, anyway, so I didn’t care. He pushed me down onto a small padded bench, giving him a better height and access to my opening. I heard him pumping his dick to full mast with a lubed hand, and then he started pressing into me. I knew that this was not going to be slow or gentle, and he just kept pushing, forcing my hole to open and take him into me. He just kept pushing and pushing, and I swear that I could feel my inner lining splitting a little. That little thought and realization made my heart thump wildly in my chest. Am I really doing this? He made me bleed, I’m sure. There is no escaping his bugs now. The force and heat in my ass naturally took over, and I found myself shoving myself back hard onto his huge cock. “Fuck yeah, take it!” he yelled, slapping my ass hard. He stopped only for one second when I felt his bony hips flush against my round ass cheeks. And then he yanked himself back, almost all the way out, and the drove back into me. HARD. I couldn’t help but grunt and growl. I was giving into the animal, I might as well sound like one, too. There was nothing fancy going on, no switching positions or breaks. He just stood there and pounded my pighole over and over, for at least fifteen or twenty minutes. I was impressed with his stamina, not knowing what to expect with his frail looking condition. As his fucking got even harder and deeper, it felt like his cock was growing even bigger inside of me. And I knew that he was getting close to cumming. This is it, am I really going to let him cum in me? I could pull off right before, it’s not too late. He started growling, and then spoke for the first time since he’d penetrated me. “I’m getting close buddy. There’s no backing out now . . . you’re going to get my load.” Oh, fuck, I forgot that he made it clear he would not be pulling out. The tingling in my stomach met with the fire in my groin and ass and I knew there was no need to deny it. “Fucking give it to me!” I yelled, surprising myself at how loud I’d been. “Knock me up!” “You want it? You want my AIDS?” he asked. “I’m going to pump you full of my toxic seed. Fucking knock you up with my AIDS babies.” “You got a neg ass there?” I heard one of the other guys ask. “Yup,” my fucker replied. Getting as loud and vocal as we’d gotten, I shouldn’t have been surprised that we attracted an audience. And they had all stopped their own messing around to watch me get impregnated. Knowing all eyes were on me taking this stranger’s dirty seed seemed to make something snap inside of me and I felt like a true cumwhore. Now all of the guys were yelling at us, at him, to get me pregnant, to trash my hole, to pound me and rip me up. And I was really getting into it, shoving back hard to feel every inch of him in me. My hole felt gaping, sloppy and wet, slick with my own ass juices, his natural lube and my blood. Finally he growled through clenched teeth, gripped my hips so hard it hurt as he impaled me balls deep as he emptied his balls into me. “That’s it, take it you fucking whore,” he finally panted as his cock began to soften after a few minutes. I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled. He smiled back and said, "You must be a fucking whore to follow a guy you don't know, who is full of AIDS, and beg him to breed you." He slapped my ass one last time and let his cock fall from my hole. So there I was, naked, on my hands and knees on a little padded bench, in a room filled with strangers, panting and covered in sweat, with a butt full of toxic high viral cum from a FULL BLOWN AIDS fucker. And I felt happy. And I wanted more . . .

Boy Wanted I was driving home from the baths. It was early Sunday morning. I had gone to the Crew Club Saturday night, as it seemed the best time to find lots of men there. And I had found some men. But they were really not kind of the men I needed. I guess I had been fucked by five or six guys, but only one gave me a load to carry home, so I was pissed. Pissed and disappointed. I had expected to find lots of horny men and have a great time, and come home loaded. There were lots of men there. And some of them would take me back to their room, and we’d make out and things would be going great, and then the man would pull out a rubber and roll it on before fucking my ass. I needed to be fucked and really used, all the way to taking the man’s load. At the end I finally found one man, really too old and not my type at all, but he did fuck me raw, and I was carrying his load home in my ass. What good is it to be Poz, if no one will fuck you and give you a load? I got home as the sun began to come up. I ate a little cereal and then went to bed and fell asleep dreaming of the kind of man I wanted to find. I was not undesirable; I thought I looked good for thirty years old. I had my brown hair cut in the most recent fad, bare at the side and longer on top. I had a light brown beard. I went to the gym regularly and worked out almost every day. I thought I’d hit it off well at the club. But to some I was too old and to others too young. I woke about 4 PM and had more cereal and read the paper, and then I went online. After I’d caught up on my regular stuff I went to the gay places, to see if anyone was available on Sunday night. I might have another chance before I went to work Monday morning. One thing caught my attention. It was an ad on one of the gay sites. It was very simple. “Boy Wanted. Must be 20-40, Poz. Contact RawTopDad” I recognized the Dad; he’d posted several times, often with pictures. It sounded so simple, so I thought “Why not?” And I posted a quick email, thinking I’d probably hear back in a couple days. I was reading through the sites when I got a response. It was a phone number to call, so I called. I had a nice short chat with the man, Jerry. He was not looking for a slave, he wanted a Boy. There was no pay, but a free place to live and all the food I needed. It was interesting. There was one qualification; I had to be on trial for one week. He wanted me to come over as soon as I could. So I called work and left a message that I would be off this coming week, taking one of my vacation breaks. Then I cleaned out and headed over. I packed a small bag, but it turned out I didn’t need it at all. When I got to his house, Jerry met me at the door. He invited me in and had me sit at the dining room table so we could talk. He had a nice place, very clean, the sort of place you’d imagine your parents would have. It had a certain air to it, a scent. It smelled like some places I’d been for drinks, like people had been smoking, but it was not stinky. It just had a scent like musk cologne. Jerry was very professional and to the point. He was dressed in jeans and a sport shirt, and had on shoes with no socks. He looked to be about 60 years old, gray white hair and full beard. He looked like a man that could stand to lose weight, but not too heavy. I was pleased that I had decided to wear my slim jeans and a tank top and sandals. Jerry said that he was looking for a boy to be his Boy, but not a slave. If I were to be accepted, I would be having sex often. It would be raw sex, and it would often be with him and other men. It sounded interesting. I told Jerry that I was mainly a bottom and liked to take loads, and he was pleased to hear that. I also told him I was free this coming week, and would be happy to be his Boy for a week. Jerry said it sounded good, so he would take me on a trial week. The first thing he needed to do was to get me ready. So I put my bag down in the bedroom and stripped for him, so he could have a look at me. He asked me if I minded being shaved, and I asked where he was going to shave, and he said mainly the balls and ass. No one would see that, so I said OK. He had me lie on the bed and he went to work with a barber’s shears and then a razor and shaving cream. I had never had anyone even ask about shaving, so it was interesting. I have to confess that having a man holding my dick while shaving around it was stimulating, but he didn’t seem to mind. He shaved my balls and then had me bend over and very carefully shaved my ass. Once he had me rid of all hair except for my bush, it was shower time. He showed me the shower and the cleaning hose and said shower and clean out. So I did. While I was in the shower I was surprised that he joined me. He had me put my hands against the wall and he inspected my ass, and again he surprised me by sticking his cock up my ass. I’d just cleaned my ass out, so it was open and wet, and he could slide home easily. He pulled out and looked at his dick and it was clean and wet, so he said I was obviously ready. We both got out and dried off. Jerry said to meet him in the bedroom and left the bathroom to get ready. When I came out, dry, naked and lubed up, Jerry was sitting on a chair, and his cock was erect and ready to go. He said “Have a seat!” and motioned for me to come to him and sit down. He was already on the chair, so there was only one way to sit on his lap, facing him, the way I liked to. I was still pretty open from the bath and I’d already had his cock up my ass, but it was still an experiment to get on him. He has a big head on his cock, and it’s thick. It’s not that long, but I was having a problem, till he popped me open. Then I sat down in his lap. I was taller than him in this position, so as I got accustomed to the feel of the cock in my ass, he began to kiss and suck my nips. This really turns me on, so I began to rise and fall and fuck myself on his cock, and he assisted me with his hands. I really like that position, but Jerry just wanted us to get started right. He then lifted me up and laid me on the bed on my back, and began to kiss me. Now I knew what the aroma of the place was; I could taste “cigar” on his lips and mustache, so he must have smoked one before my arrival. Didn’t matter to me; I was using my tongue as much as I could and had my hands in his hair, stroking his beard and working his nips. After a short time, he stood at the edge of the bed and pulled me to him, inserted his cock in my ass and put my legs on his shoulders, and held me in place with his hands on my hips. “I’m sorry this will be so quick, but I reach a point where I have to get my rocks off,” he said. And he began to fuck me very heavily and strongly. He was not kidding; his dick felt like it was getting bigger and thicker and hotter and then he cried out a big “FUCK!” as he blew his load in my hole. It was an intense feeling; like my insides were getting filled with ropes of cum. He never stopped fucking me after he blew, but I could tell his cock was beginning to fade a little. Finally, he stopped and we shared a big kiss. I had wrapped my legs around his hips and held him tight. “This is not the end; we’re just getting started,” he said. Jerry had me stand on the floor and bend over the bed, and he was right back in me again, and we started fuck #2. I’d never had a man go from #1 to #2 so quickly. He was working my nips and balls and dick, whatever he could get his hands on. I was just holding on to the bed, afraid he was going to knock me down on it. It took a while, but eventually I felt his cock grow again and get hotter, and finally spew. Then he began to slow down and finally fell out, and I spun around and went down to suck off any lingering cum. I got up and snowballed a little of it as we kissed. We laid down on the bed then and rested and were able to talk a little. Jerry said he’d been looking forward to having a Boy like me, and I was pleased to hear that. I told him I couldn’t get fucked as much as I wanted, especially raw, and he said that would not be a problem during the time I was with him. After a break to take a piss, we laid down on the bed and got ready for the night. Jerry said he had to get up in the morning early. I would be free to do what I pleased during the day. He asked that I stay naked as often as possible, only wearing a harness. He said that I should keep a pair of shorts by the door, in case it had to be answered, but otherwise I should get used to being naked in the house. That sounded good to me. I wouldn’t need the clothes I brought with me. As we got ready for sleep, we had a lover’s fuck, side by side, nothing exciting, but I was enjoying being with a real man for a week. After he planted his third load, we fell asleep, and I still had his cock in my ass. I was awakened about 2 AM by Jerry coming back to bed from the bathroom. I was surprised that he rolled me over and got on top of me and inserted his dick and gave me a good, solid fuck before he went back to sleep again. Four fucks in one night, each with a good load. Man, I had hit the jackpot! Monday When I woke the next morning, I was in bed, alone. It was about 7 AM. Jerry had gone to work and the house was empty. As Jerry had said, I had the house to myself. I made myself breakfast and then went back to the bedroom to see what I could do there. I was surprised to find the sheets all spotty with cum, and it had to have leaked out of my ass during the night. So the sheets and the mattress pad went in the washer first thing. Then I showered and made sure I was clean. I went through the house and looked for things to do, and didn’t find much. I could wash a few clothes, but I set them aside for later in the week. I did a workout similar to what I would have done in the gym, read the paper and watched TV. I made a small lunch. About 4 PM I got in the shower and cleaned myself out to be ready for Jerry. He had told me to be sure to get out a cigar and have it ready for him when he got home. He said that when he came in the door I should give him the cigar and light it for him, and then unzip his pants and suck him up. Then I could bend over the chair or where ever Jerry told me, so I would be ready to fuck. At 5 PM I was by the door ready when Jerry came in. He was glad to see me and greeted me with a kiss. He accepted the cigar I had ready and I gave him a light, and then I got down on my knees and unzipped his pants and pulled his undies out of the way, and got his cock out. As I began to suck, he was puffing away on his cigar. Soon the room was filled with clouds of smoke, and he was ready to fuck. He bent me over the big sidearm of the chair and blew smoke in my ass, kissed it and rimmed me good, and got me to the point of almost begging him to fuck me. Then he stood up, centered his cock on my hole, and pressed home. When I could feel his balls against me, I was ready for a good, hard fuck, and that was just what I got. True to his word, it was short and heavy fuck. I was really enjoying it and loving every thrust, when I heard a strange voice say “Wow, you got a hot one!” I turned my head and saw we had been joined by another man, in a full suit. “This is my partner Jeff,” Jerry said. “After I get done with you, you can get him a cigar and give him a turn.” Then he burst out a loud “FUCK!” and planted his load. He wound down slowly and finally slipped out. “OK Boy, go get Jeff a cigar!” Jerry said, and I ran off to the humidor. I came back to the front door with another cigar, and gave Jeff a light. As he puffed the cigar to life, I unzipped his pants and got his cock out, and began sucking him up. As soon as he was good and stiff, I turned around and presented my ass to him. He had no problem lining up and getting into me, as I was well lubricated with Jerry’s cum. Now Jerry has a thick cock, and Jeff is thinner, but longer, so he was hitting new spots in my hole. By this time Jerry had shed his clothes, and he returned and stuck his cock in my mouth, so I was getting spit roasted. His cock tasted good, a mix of his cum and my ass juices. Jeff takes a while to cum, so he fucked me well, until he finally blew his load. Then while he took his clothes off, Jerry got back in me and gave me another good ride and load. After that he said we needed to relax and have supper. We were all nude by this time, but I was wearing my harness, as instructed. I had prepared a supper, so we all sat down and had our meal. I was the cook and waiter, and eventually the dish washer. After we had all eaten, both men asked for another cigar, so I was off to the humidor again, and gave both of them a light. After they had sat and read the paper and rested, Jerry suggested we go downstairs and visit the playroom. I had been all over the first floor, but hadn’t opened the basement door. I was surprised to find the basement was a well-appointed adult playroom. There was a leather sling, fuck horse, fuck table and a mattress on the floor. The mattress had a rubber sheet over it. There was a wall covered with every kind of dildo and sex toy imaginable. This was obviously a room that was often used. There were cans of Crisco and lots of paper towels, and several trash containers. But there were not any rubbers. All sex here was raw. “Take your pick!” Jerry said. I decided it would be fun to be ridden on the fuck horse, so I got on it. It fit well. I knelt on the knee supports and laid across the body of the horse, and put my hands on the handles. It was well padded. Jerry had to be first in my ass, and he opened one of the cans of Crisco and greased his cock and gave my ass a greasing, too. Then he easily slid home. Jeff got in front of the horse so I could suck him up. So again I was spit roasted. This was great. It had been a couple of hours, so Jerry took a while before he burst, and then I got to suck him up while Jeff took a turn. Jerry found a bottle of poppers and stuck them under my nose and let me get a nose full, so I relaxed and opened up for Jeff and enjoyed cleaning off Jerry’s cock. After Jeff finally blew, Jerry suggested I try the sling, so I got in it. The sling was nice, thick leather. The chains were padded at the bottom, so a large bottom wouldn’t have chain burns. They told me later that the pads were intended to be used on seat belts. They had the chains on springs, so there was plenty of bounce to the sling. I soon realized that they helped make the sling a pleasant, relaxing place for sex. I thought the head of the sling was down too low, but I was told that was so you could suck up the next top, and Jeff demonstrated as Jerry slid home in my ass. Jeff and Jerry took turns fucking me in the sling. After they had both cum again, they said it was my turn to cum. So they both greased up their hands and took turns on my cock, getting me right to the edge and then trading places, until I finally blew and they tried to catch the shots. What they didn’t catch they wiped up and fed me. When I got out and was getting used to standing up again, we all shared kissing for a while, until we realized how late it had gotten and headed up to bed. I discovered that Jerry has a king size bed for he and Jeff to share, and now it was for three of us, with me in the middle. Jeff is up even earlier than Jerry, so we said good night and quickly fell asleep. I was trying to count loads, and I came up with at least seven loads; pretty good for one day. But then about 2 AM Jerry came back from the bathroom and got on me again, so it was eight. But we had awakened Jeff, so he got on me, and that made nine. Needless to say, I slept well that night. Tuesday I had learned well the day previous, so when I went to bed I had put a silicone plug in my ass. Jerry removed it to fuck me, and he was followed by Jeff. Then I had put it back and gone back to sleep. So I didn’t have to wash the sheets on Tuesday. I did the same as on Monday, simple breakfast, gym routine, read the paper, watched TV. At 4 I took another shower and cleaned out well, and at 5 we had the same routine as they came home. So I had three loads before supper. I could see this was going to become routine. After supper we were relaxing when there was a knock at the door. Jerry opened it carefully, staying behind the door, and let Marshall in. Marshall was in full leather, boots, leather pants, shirt, and coat. He gave the coat to Jerry to hang and came over to admire me. “Nice Boy you got yourselves here; are you sharing him tonight?” Marshall asked. “Sure” Jerry said, “You can do to him whatever you please, but no marks.” I was kind of concerned to hear that. “Great!” Marshall replied, and he began to shuck his boots, pants and shirt. He had on a leather jockstrap that I admired silently, and he removed that to reveal a long dick and a big PA ring, along with lots of other piercings. “Ever had one of these in your ass?” he asked me. “Never have, but I’m sure I will” I responded. “You are quite correct!” Marshall said. “Shall we get started?” he asked. “I think we should go down to the playroom” Jerry said. So we all went downstairs. “First thing you need to suck my dick” Marshall said, so I got on the mattress, on my knees, as he stood on the floor. Now getting that big a ring in my mouth was not easy, and I still had to suck the cock. I was practically swallowing the ring as he got stiff. It was really too much for me, and I think he knew that. “How about I take the ring off so you can suck me better?” “Yeah, please.” Then I could easily suck him up. “OK, into the sling” said Marshall, so I got in as he put the ring back in place. I was glad to see he used the Crisco on his cock, and the ring, and my ass. Getting the hardware in place took a bit. Jerry and Jeff had fired up cigars and were smoking as they watched me, to see how I handled the situation. Once Marshall got the ring in my hole, then he could easily fuck me. It was interesting to feel the ring in my ass as he fucked me. It was definitely different. Marshall takes a long time to cum, so he fucked me for what seemed like 20-25 minutes, and then said it was time for Jerry and Jeff, both of whom were pleased to take his place. As usual, Jerry went first, and then Jeff. Their cum and the pounding fucks made it easier for Marshall to get his cock and ring in and to finally blow his wad. By this time, I was a pool of sweat, so they let me out of the sling and let me lie on the mattress for a time. I was surprised that Marshall was next in the sling, but Jerry and Jeff took it as usual. They both greased up their hands and arms, and then turned their attention to Marshall, and greased up his ass. Jerry and Jeff both fucked Marshall, but neither of them blew in his ass; they were just getting him opened up enough to be able to take their fists. Both of them fisted him; Jerry didn’t last too long, but Jeff really dug in deep and took a while. As Jeff was taking his time fisting Marshall, Jerry cleaned off his hands and got another cigar and lit it, and he gave one to me. He told me that as long as I was going to be living in the mist of cigar smoke, I might as well learn to smoke one. He showed me how to clip the end and draw slightly on it, and how to light the cigar and suck smoke through it. You sip it like a soda, and you don’t inhale it, you just savor it in your mouth and then expel it slowly. I had to cough from it at the start, as I was getting used to it. Jerry explained that some men smoke a cigar like a cigarette, inhaling it, and that takes strong lungs. Many cigars are quite strong, so it is best to just sip it gently, and savor it slowly. Once I got the hang of it, I was doing well. While I smoked, Jerry greased up his hand and my dick, and slowly got me to blow, but this time he made sure to have his mouth over my cock when I blew, and he snowballed the cum and shared it with me as we kissed. Jeff finally wore Marshall out and got his rocks off fisting him, so he got out of the sling and rested on the fuck horse for a minute, and then we all went upstairs and showered. There were four of us in there at one time, so there was a lot of fun play, but we did get the Crisco cleaned off hands, dicks and asses. Then Marshall got dressed and said goodnight and were alone and ready for bed. I was surprised to get the 2 AM fuck from Jerry after all we had been through, and Jeff followed suit. So how many loads was that? I was too tired to count. I put the plug back in my ass and fell back asleep. Wednesday The day began as usual. I woke to an empty house. I had the usual breakfast and lunch, and did the usual gym routine. I read the paper and washed clothes. Only unusual thing this day was that I tried a cigar in the afternoon; I enjoyed it more than I expected. At four I took a shower and got ready. They came home at 5 and I was fucked as I expected. Only change was that I got to smoke a cigar while I was being fucked, just like the other two men. I discovered the cigar was similar in effect to the poppers; it relaxed me and let me open up to the fucking. After supper we retired to the living room to read and relax. I was told that on Wednesday there is no sex scheduled; it was our day off to rest and enjoy ourselves. We all smoked cigars as we rested and read and watched TV. Then we went to bed. However, we did have our usual middle of the night fucking, so I got used a bit; certainly more than I would have enjoyed at home. Thursday Thursday afternoon began at 5 with the usual fucks. Then we had supper. After supper there was a knock, and Jeff answered the door, standing behind it, so he was not seen. It was Jim and Don, two friends that came over to play. Jim and Don looked me over and gave their approval. Jim was the Top and Don the bottom, but they both were admiring my ass, so I bet that Don did occasionally top. After some chat, we adjourned to the playroom, Jim and Don having removed their clothes before they went down. This night was interesting, as there were too many men. Jerry insisted on being first in me, so that was quick and refreshing, and then it was Don’s turn. Don has a huge cock; he calls it a horse cock. It’s not nearly that big, but it is big and thick, and he knows how to use it to wear a bottom’s ass out. It’s a good thing the sling had springs on the chains, as he was really hitting me hard, and at times he took the sling back and up with aggressive fucks. I did get to see Jeff and Jerry using Don in the background on occasion, but not often enough. I had more than enough to deal with being Don’s bottom. I’m sure if Don had a PA like Marshall did, my ass would have been bloody from the rough fucking. But he did finally blow his wad, and then he let me get out of the sling to collapse on the mattress. Jim was being fucked on the horse, but when I vacated the sling, he got in and Jeff and Jerry both gave him loads. When they were done, we all ended up on the mattress, tired and happy. Jim asked me if I ever fucked, and I told him I had in the past, but I much more enjoyed bottoming. He asked me if I could fuck him, and I had not blown yet, so I thought I could. He got on the horse while the others were talking on the mattress, and after he had sucked me up, I slid home on several loads of thick cum. It was good being able to fuck a man that had cum in his ass; it makes the best lube. He was an easy fuck, but I think the best thing was that I got my rocks off in an ass that night. After I blew, Jeff and Jerry wanted him again, and Don was after me, so I was back in the sling and Jim was fucked on the horse. Luckily this second round was not as long as the first, or as rough. We were all glad to be done. This time we took turns in the shower, Jim and Don first, and then the three of us. By the time we were clean, they were dressed and ready to leave. So we all kissed everyone goodbye and they left and we went to bed. I found it hard to believe that Jerry was on me again at 2, followed by Jeff, but I just thought it was becoming routine now. How many loads was that? I couldn’t begin to count. The plug went back in my ass and I fell quickly asleep again. Friday I woke to an empty house again. At least I didn’t have to wash the sheets, but I was getting tired of the butt plug. Luckily I had brought a set of three, and had moved up to the middle size one after Don wore my ass out last night. I had the usual breakfast and lunch, workout and reading. At 4 I got ready for the men to come home and at 5 I got fucked after bringing them cigars and again got to enjoy smoking one while I got fucked. I was told that after supper we were having company, more than the night before. Shortly after supper, we had a knock on the door and three men came in. At least this time we would have even couples. Two of the men came in smoking their own cigars, so I knew we were in for some smoky fun this evening. The smokers were Alex and Steve; the non-smoker was Mark. They all had to have a look at me, as they shed their clothes. Alex and Steve were Tops, and Mark was a Bottom. When we all were naked, we headed down to the playroom. This time it was Alex and Steve on me and Jeff and Jerry got Mark. Mark selected the horse, so I was in the sling again. I sucked Alex and Steve up, and they took turns fucking me for a while, one getting sucked while the other fucked. I think they were partners with Mark, but that was never made clear. They seemed to be trying to outdo each other on me. I thought Don had been a strong Top, but here were two men trying their best to prove which was the better Top. I was in heaven, happy to be their bottom. After Steve and Alex had blown in me, I was released from the sling. I saw that Mark had been well used by Jerry and Jeff. So we traded places, Mark in the sling and I on the horse. Jeff and Jerry seemed to be tired, but they both fucked me well while the two worked over their boy. When we were released again, we all rested while the men fired up their cigars. Mark said I looked like a great bottom, and I said he must be doing all the right things as well. Then he surprised me by asking if he could fuck me. I didn’t think he would ever want to, but I said sure, and I got on the horse and sucked him up. He greased up his little cock and put it in me. I was so full of cum that I doubted he could even know he was fucking me, but he tried his best, and I guess he did eventually cum. I had so much cum in my ass I couldn’t tell. The men had realized we were up, and they decided it was time for round #2, so I was put on the horse for Steve and Alex, and Mark was in the sling for Jeff and Jerry. Again the two men were rough and trying to outdo each other, but we’d all had our fun, and this was just for the last time, so they eventually wore down and finally planted their final loads. This time we showered in couples, Alex and Steve, Mark and myself, and then Jeff and Jerry. By the time we were all done, they were dressed and ready to leave. We kissed them all goodbye and hit the sheets. I found it difficult to believe Jerry could be on me after all the fucking we had been through this night, but at 2 AM he gave me a load, followed by Jeff. I put the medium butt plug back in, and thought I’d be ready for the large one tomorrow night. Saturday This day we all awoke about the same time, in the same bed. After some preliminary kissing and making out, my butt plug was removed and Jerry and Jeff had the first fuck of the morning, followed by both of them sucking me off, and the three of us snowballing it around. Then we all had to shower, and I decided it was time to wash the sheets and mattress pad. While I did that, Jeff and Jerry had to clean up the playroom and get it ready for tonight. Tonight we were hosting the regular monthly bareback party. This had been planned long before I was part of the group. We had a light lunch and supper, and at 8 PM the crowd began to appear. They had invited 30 men, so 15 showed up, the usual for a gay event. This time I didn’t get all the names. I just learned who were the Tops and who were the bottoms, and how to stay away from the more aggressive types. Every spot in the basement was used, and the upstairs rooms, too. It was like we had fucking going on all over the place, a real orgy. And all of it was raw fucking, of course. Now I was the new person in this show, so I was the favored person to be fucked by every top. Shortly after we began I was selected and told to get in the sling. Then I was fucked relentlessly by every Top that wanted me at that time. I think I was in the sling for over an hour. I lost count of the number of men that fucked me and the number of loads I took. When I finally got out, I had cum running down the back of my legs. I couldn’t close my ass from all the fucking I had endured. I laid down on the mattress and inserted the largest plug I had, and found it barely fit. But at least for right now, I was keeping the loads I had in place. As I was lying there, I was joined by one of the bottoms from the event. He told me that several were going to gang up on one of the Tops and get him to bottom for them. I told him more power to them, I’ll join in, but not right at this moment. So in about ten minutes we heard the ruckus as one Top was put into the sling, and several lined up to get in him. There was a discussion about who had the biggest cock, and it turned out to be me. Now this Top was obviously at least occasionally versatile, as once he got in the sling, he was ready for some action. So I greased up and got to be #1 in the line to fuck the Top. It didn’t take long for me to penetrate him, and shortly I was enjoying the first fuck this Top had had in a while. His ass was tight and I enjoyed him, and it was obvious that I was not going to last too long. So I made a big show of planting my load when I blew. I was quickly followed by two other bottoms, and we gave the Top three loads. After that I went back to my mattress. Eventually everyone tired out, and it became a group of eight, and then six, and I took the last load of the evening. Then just the three of us were left to clean up. I was exhausted, so I did as little as I could, and then fell into bed. For the first time in a week, we slept the night through. Sunday We woke in the same bed, just like the day before. This day began a little differently. We each used the bathroom to piss and returned to bed and we all went back to sleep for a little while. Then we felt more like fucking. I pulled out the big plug and let Jerry have my abused ass, and he was rather tender for a change, as was Jeff. Then I got to clean up and make us a big breakfast, and we all sat and rested for a time. Then Jeff brought in three cigars, and we had a good time just smoking and chatting and being friends. Eventually it was time for lunch, but we let that go by and settled for a brunch lunch about suppertime. Jerry lit up a cigar and gave me and Jeff one each, and we all got to hear his review of my work as his Boy. He said that I took all the Tops well and did some good topping when I had to. So he was very pleased, and proud to say that if I was willing to stay, he would be happy to have me as his (and Jeff’s) Boy. I told them I was happy to hear this, and I surely did enjoy the sex I had and would enjoy in the future. I needed to let my employer know, which would take some time, and I had to get out of an apartment lease, which would take some time, and I had a lot of stuff that would need to find a place. So it wasn’t as easy as it seemed, but it was possible. I told them I would need some time to think it through and figure it all out. But until that time, I hoped I would be able to have them fuck me as often as possible. They agreed and when we finished our cigars, we had a long and exciting goodbye fuck, with the hope that soon it would be a regular everyday fuck. Jerry Prince RawTopDad

I always wanted a pair of ultra skimpy posing briefs like the bodybuilders wore, but being in the 80’s and me being a shy teenager it was not too easy to get them as it was well before internet access. I’d sit late at night and look through bodybuilding magazines and some gay mags that I hid under my bed that I would spend hours looking at when I went to bed, wanking and fingering my arse over what I saw and the posing briefs that I so wanted a pair of, no one knew I was gay, I did but I had done nothing about it excpet drool over the men in the magazines. Despite being a shy lad I enjoyed sports a lot, especially weights and swimming so and had a pretty good muscled body despite being short at only 5’5. One day in July when college had finished for the summer I was sunbathing in shorts in the garden when my mum called me in and told me I needed to go to the high street for her to buy some milk, despite not wanting to go I knew it was better to than have my Mum go on at me so I pulled on a T-Shirt and put on some flip flops and headed down the High Street. When I got down near the high street I found the road blocked by police due to an accident and a policeman told me If I wanted to get to the high street I would have to walk down Barret lane and then cut up through Mineral Street, I thought ‘great right out of my way’ but set off anyway knowing I would get a tongue lashing if I did not come back with the milk, little did i know at that time that i'd be getting som 'milk' or white stuff! It was a lovely sunny balmy evening as I wandered off down Barret Lane and it occurred to me that I had not been round this way for many years since my old mate Stephen had moved to Welling, my mind was full of the good times we had enjoyed when we were kids , and then I saw it, it had been so long since I had been in Mineral Street that I had not known new shops had opened there, the sign above the shop said ‘Khans Gentlemens Apparel’ and though the window was very dirty I could see the object of my affection a white posing brief on a dummy, my heart pounded in my chest as I entered the shop which appeared deserted, th whole world seemed to stop around me as I stood in front of the counter with the dummy on it, my hands trembled as I touched the posing briefs and my heart fluttered at the soft silky feeling of the material, a deeply accented voice brought me into the here and now. “Most nice aren’t they boy” I almost jumped out of my skin turning to see a much older well built bald dark skinned man smiling down at me, my throat seemed to dry up and I blushed furiously croaking“yes they are very nice” The man smiled again but also frowned “but these are not right for you boy with your pale skin and blond hair, you need a different colour”. “I do?” “yes most indeed, you need a much special colour, come with Khan” Khan turned and walked towards the counter at the back of the shop and I just followed, at the counter he grinned “what size you wear in posing brief?” “I’m 26” waist” Khan laughed “not in waist my boy, in pouch and rear!” I blushed furiuosley “I don’t know?” Khan moved closer to me so my back was against the counter “let Khan find out” then shoved his hand down my shorts and felt my cock and balls in his hand, i stood shocked, but excited and rooted to the spot as he fondled me and I blushed as my undersized cock grew to its hard 4” as he squeezed, his other hand went down the back of my shorts and felt my bottom, gently groping each buttock in turn, he pulled his hands out of my shorts and I stood breathing heavily as he grinned “small pouch, large rear” before he turned his back on me and rummaged through a drawer and then turned round with some brightly coloured blue posing briefs and handed them to me pointing behind me “Changing room in there” I went to say thank you but my throat was so dry and I just made a croaking noise, he laughed at this “wait” he left me standing for a few moments and came back with a small beaker “drink” I took the beaker in my hand and lifted it, the liquid smelt funny and I wrinkled my nose but Khan motioned for me to drink it, which I did, it was a funny tasting drink but not horrible, he rubbed my belly “There all good, make you feel good soon, all relaxed”, little did I know he’d given me a drink laced with Ghb. I nodded and went into the changing room, which was massive compared to others I had been into before. I dropped the posers onto a chair and stripped off my clothes, I picked up the bright electric blue posers covered with shiney sequins, I picked it up and thought to myself that I was feeling hot and stuffy in the changing room but despite this I ignored it but by the time I had them on I felt a little woozy stumbling a little. I was feeling more light headed and hot as I admired myself in the posing brief in the mirror, I could not help being hard in them, Khan came into the changing room smiling “oh yes see how well bright colour look on pale skin boy” I looked at him in and myself in the mirror, my mind foggy but I nodded, his hand started to roam over my body, though unsure what was happening his hands felt good as he stroked and felt me, he twisted me round so I was looking side on in the mirror “look my blond angel how well the briefs cup your peach round ass” I just nodded as I looked over my shoulder as his big hands felt and caressed my bubble butt, “ yes feels good yes my hands?” i nodded again. Grinning he whispered “oh yes, so good” as he slowly pushed the briefs down over my buttocks, his hands caressed my bottom pulling my cheeks apart revealing my tight pink puckered hole, I shuddered as his fingers dipped into my crack gently rubbing my hole, he grunted “is your boi pussy still virgin my blond boy’?” inexperiend as I was I did not know what he meant, and as my mouth moved I felt like my speech slur “what do you mean?”, he grinned “has a man fucked you in your arse yet?”, I shook my head as he massaged my bum, “that is excellent boy, but I know you have wanted it havent you?”, my embaressement made me blush as I nodded and that made him laugh before he leant down and pushed his tongue between my lips. I lterally swooned as he kissed me, he broke off the kiss and smiled “come my blond angel” He led me out of the changing room and down a hall to some steep stairs behind a curtain where he paused taking hold of my shoulders “blond boy you must choose you leave now and no more is said or come into Khan’s home and serve Master Khan” Without thinking the words just fell out of my mouth “I want to serve Khan” He frowned at me “Master Khan” I nodded “Master Khan”

Author's note: Finally, here is part 2. Apologies for the very long wait. working on part 3 now, Hopefully will get to a state I'm happy with sooner (happy enough anyway). Posting with a larger font as the last time a moderator had to revise... hopefully people can read it this time. Lol> ---------------------------- Part 2: The Next Step Tommy raised an eyebrow. “Well, lucky for you, someone convinced me to explore my top side recently. But are you sure about this? It’s going to hurt a bit… especially if its your first time.” Calvin’s heart pounded like a drum. Terrified. But he felt a need for for what Tommy had to offer. No. More than a need. A desperate, gnawing hunger for cock. For cum. “Please.. “ He forced himself to look Tommy in the eyes. “… please fuck me.” “Do you want to come back to my place?” Tommy asked. Calvin only considered for a second. “No, man. Here. Now.” “Damn, you're an eager slut aren’t you? Well, if you’re that desperate to get your cherry popped, why the fuck not?” Tommy’s pulled their bodies close together. and his lips found their way to Calvin’s. Calvin could feel the hardness in Tommy’s jeans pressing against him. It made his pulse beat a little faster. A restless ache inside. An emptiness that he knew only a hard cock could ever fill. And Tommy’s cock was definitely hard. And big. Definitely big. Tommy gently guided Calvin’s hand to his crotch. Calvin’s fingers explored the bulge, pressing his palm carefully against it, following down the shaft. Finally reaching the ballsack. He tried to estimate how big the cock was but he couldn’t figure it out. That was kinda math… and math was too hard now. “Eight and a half inches.” Tommy broke the kiss just long enough to answer the unasked question. His hands wrapped around and caressed Tommy’s butt. A slight moan escaped Calvin’s lips, lost in the mouth pressed against his. His body trembled with need. His own cock begging for freedom from the constricting pants. He almost came as Tommy’s fingers moved to unbuckle his belt. His trousers and underwear pushed to the ground, Calvin stepped out of them. Naked now from the waist down. Tommy turned him around and had him rest his chest against the bathtub, raising his ass into the air. Calvin felt Tommy’s hands splitting his butt cheeks apart. Lips lightly kissing the small globes of his ass. Warm breath on that sensitive ring. Something warm and soft and… and spongy. Oh fuck. His tongue… Tommy’s tongue was touching his hole. Licking. Teasing. Circling. Pressing. Calvin thought he would cum right then. But he made himself wait. This was, he knew, just a warm up. He even forgot about sucking the other man’s cock. He wanted to get fucked and anything else was a distraction. A finger rubbing his tight little hole sent shivers up his spine. A little discomfort as it pushed inside but his hole opened up slightly, instinctively, for it. Tongue. Finger. Tongue. Two fingers. Tongue. Back and forth Gradually working Calvin’s ass to relax and open up ever so slightly. “I could eat this all day.” Tommy chuckled. “But eventually someone is going to want into this bathroom.” Calvin had almost forgotten they were in someone’s bathroom. At a party. Fuck. He felt Tommy stand up and unbutton his own jeans. A foil wrapper was opened and Tommy slipped a condom down his shaft. Cold lube was generously applied to his opening. “Are you sure this is how you want to lose your virginity? It’s not too late to say….” Calvin’s didn’t ever let Tommy finish. “No… please now. I need you inside me.” He struggled to find the words but his brain felt so slow. “Can’t explain it. Just need it.” A hard presence presented itself at Calvin’s sphincter. “As you wish. We will have to be quick and we will have to be quiet.” The hardness eased forward. It separated the tight ring and just a fraction of an inch slipped inside. … And a burning sensation tore through Calvin’s ass. His hips shot forward, pulling away from Tommy’s cock. Not just the expected pain of a dick opening his hole. Something else. Something felt…. wrong. Tommy gently but firmly pulled Calvin’s hips back and his cock again pushed for entry. Again, the strange burning sensation and Calvin’s ass jerked away in reaction. Damn it! Why wasn’t his body letting him take this cock? “Are you sure you are ready?” Tommy sounded slightly annoyed. Instinctively Calvin reached back. His fingers wrapping around the hard shaft. It wasn’t as bad… but that strange burning sensation tingled through his fingers. His fingers, still on instinct, pulled the condom off the big cock and tossed it aside. Then guided the shaft back to his asshole. Tommy just raised an eyebrow but didn’t complain. As someone who had, until recently, been a total bottom himself, he believed that it was up to a bottom to protect himself if so inclined. And Tommy had been fucked bare quite a few times himself. The cockhead pressed again against the opening, pushing in. The barrier resisted. Trying to keep the foreign invader out. But slowly it gave way, allowing the tip of Tommy’s big cock to slide inside. “Oh, motherfucker! That hurts…” Calvin hissed. “Do you want me to stop?” “No. Don’t stop.” It was all Calvin could do to grunt out his reply. It hurt… but, without the condom, there was no burning. It felt proper. It felt, despite the pain, good. Very very good. Tommy pushed further. His cockhead was about halfway in now. The tight ring clamping down on his shaft. The virgin hole trying to cling to its ‘virtue”despite the lusts and needs of the man. He wished he could be more gentle… that this guy had just come home with him so he could take his time. But he was determined to enjoy the fuck anyway. After all, it wasn’t his ass that would hurt like hell later. “Damn… you are so tight.” He giggled. “Nothing quite as nice as breaking in a virgin boypussy.” Calvin liked the sound of that: boypussy. It felt right. This seemed unreal — it was all happening so fast — but, at the same time, the most real and true thing he had ever felt. He bucked his hips up to meet the relentless shaft borrowing ever deeper inside him. Sliding further in inch by inch. Tommy could feel the way the ass, so desperate to stop him at first, slowly gave in. Surrendered to his onslaught. Opened up for him. Welcoming him and pulling him deeper. He sighed with contentment as his balls slapped against the bubble butt. “You’ve got the whole thing inside you. All eight and a half inches. How does it feel?” He pulled a couple inches back and then slammed all the way inside again. Calvin grunted. “It feels amazing. Fuck me. Please. Just fuck me hard.” His own cock was hard and red as it bounced in time with the thrusts. Tommy giggled again. “Be careful what you ask for…” But he pulled his shaft back, almost all the way out, then slammed his entire dick in again. And again. And again. Each thrust faster and harder. Calvin was moaning now. Loudly. Tommy put his hands over the other man’s mouth to try to quiet him but it was fruitless. “Yes… that’s it… that’s what I need.” Calvin was ranting. Out of his mind with the lust. And Tommy didn’t stop either. The primal impulse was rising. His fingers dug into Calvin’s hips as his own hips slammed mercilessly into the former virgin’s hole. “Fuck.” He kept his voice low even though, with all Calvin’s noise, anyone near the bathroom had to know what was going on. His sister Mary was going to be furious with him. “I’m cumming! Take it. Take that load, bitch.” Calvin could feel the shaft pulse inside him as Tommy unloaded. Calvin’s own cock exploded all over the tub despite not having been touched. It took Tommy a moment to catch his breath. His cock stayed buried balls deep in Calvin’s hot and dripping hole. Still throbbing gently. Finally he pulled out and quickly pulled up his jeans. Calvin looked up at him, adoration in his gaze. “That was fuckin’ amazing.” He made no move to stand, enjoying the feel of his ass pulsing gently and a trickle of cum just starting to slide out. A sense of contentment settled across him as, for the moment, the craving was satiated. “Yeah, that was hot. Thanks for letting me pop your cherry.” Tommy patted his ass and, on a whim, slipped his finger inside the slightly gaped hole. Calvin cooed like a bitch in heat. “Thank you, Tommy.” Calvin finally standing. “Can we do that again sometime?” Tommy laughed. “Sure. In fact, I bet my boyfriend Greg would love a go as well. Just put my number on your phone.” Calvin fished the phone out of the pocket of the trousers still around his ankles. It took him a couple times to remember his password. He fumbled around the phone, trying to remember how to enter a new contact. It was just so complicated. Tommy watched the younger man fumble with his phone. The poor guy didn’t seem too bright. It was odd, though, as Calvin had seemed so intelligent when they spoke earlier. Still, he had been a good fuck — for a virgin — and Tommy did want to breed his ass again. “Here, let me help.” He said as he gently pulled the phone out of the other man’s hands, typed his number, and handed the phone back. “Thanks, man. It’s just really a really complicated phone. You know?” “Sure, no problem.” Tommy gave the newbie a final kiss. “Give me a call sometime.” Then he slipped out and closed the bathroom door behind him. Calvin sighed contentedly, finally pulled up his trousers and made himself as presentable as possible. When he finally stepped out of the bathroom, everyone stopped to stare at him. Some with disapproval, others in amusement, and yet others with a bit of lust. Someone pushed past him into the bathroom muttering “About bloody time.”. Tommy was talking to the hostess, Mary. Her face was bright red. Fuming. Tommy didn’t seem bothered at all. When Mary noticed Calvin stepping out of the bathroom, that fury was directed his way. Tommy just gave him a wink. “I think you should go.” A voice said to Calvin’s right. He turned and saw Mary’s husband, Mark. His face contorted into a sneer. “Yeah. I think you’re right.” “You know… “ he hissed. “We have to take this behaviour from her brother — god only knows why — but we aren’t going to take it from you. You’ve ruined the party for everyone with your sick little antics.” Calvin wanted to tell the other man to fuck off but instead just muttered an apology and left. He hurried back to his apartment, crawled into bed, and curled himself up. He couldn’t sleep, however, as his ass was sore. But even more than that, he could feel that urge rising again. His ass was sore.. but if Tommy were here he would be begging for another fuck. Not just Tommy either. Any man. Even that asshole Mark. “I’m gay.” He said aloud. “I like cock. I love getting fucked.” But how could he be gay? He had never even thought about another man sexually before today. He made himself get up and pull out his school work. He needed to get ready for classes on Monday. He skimmed the book to find where he had left off before the party. It did not look familiar. And it made even less sense. This stuff might as well be complete gibberish. He didn’t understand a word of it. He tried to force himself to focus. But his mind drifted. Remembering the feeling of Tommy being inside his ass. Of that big dick sliding in and out. Thrusting. Stretching him open. A little moan left his lips as he thought about it. Maybe just a little break to take his mind off it? He opened his laptop. Within minutes he was browsing a free gay porn video site, wishing it was him getting fucked in these videos. His books remained untouched the rest of the weekend.

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Was at the Z two nights ago. Not as busy as I would have liked but still enjoyed myself. Took an anonymous load pretty quickly then had to wait a while for the next top. Was a fantasy come true for me. Got fucked by an older black man with a fat cock. He was a big guy too with a closely cropped beard that was mostly white. He was a little rough that was totally hot. I want to see him again. The tops were not knocking down my door so had to go find one to bone me while I jerked it. I love the Z.

We both jumped at the sound of the knock on the door and looked directly at each other, but froze. I quickly hid the pipe and whispered to CJ that it was likely my friend Scott. CJ immediately thought it was his man and I gotta admit that it crossed my mind, too. Or the bathhouse crew that saw the smoke - which was unlikely because we'd blown the clouds into a towel or each other's mouths as shot-guns, but you never know. We both wrapped our towels and I gently opened the door. It was Scott .... thankfully. He felt a bit awkward for "barging in", but it was probably a blessing in disguise. I honestly didn't know how long CJ had been in the room, but at least 10-15 minutes. CJ politely excused himself and Scott and I chuckled a little and detailed our slutty behavior since leaving him back in the glory hole maze draining cock. He had three loads down his throat and one in his ass. We passed the pipe and and got really fucking horned up as I described tempting mr. ball cap with hitting the pipe. I had a feeling CJ would be back, but was pretty curious how his conversation went down with his hubby....missing for who knows how long, a little amped up on T and dilated pupils in those baby blues. It was an intense, but brief encounter. Scott and I prepped a G swirl, guzzled it and turned up the filthy porn on the tv. Within minutes, the warmth of the G took over and we dimmed the lights, cracked the door open and got comfortable. Both on our backs, teasing our cocks and making out. Quite a few guys lingered to peek but nobody bold enough to enter. A thick, hairy bear looking guy poked his head in. He looked a bit over 6 feet tall, a bit older and really sexy. I opened the door to let him in (foreshadowing I guess) and he closed it behind him and dropped his towel. His thick thighs were impressive and his thick cock looked really promising, too. Wrapped in a silver cock ring, it started to plump up and swell immediately. Without any of us even speaking a word we both started to suck our new buddy. His growing meat responded with the attention. Probably 7" and thick and veiny. I'm a nip pig and his were thick and swollen so I already knew the answer, but asked if he liked his worked over. He grunted a deep "fuck yea" and I went in. Grabbed some poppers and offered to our new bud and he gladly inhaled two huge hits. Scott did the same and as I took my hits Scott was on his back with his legs in the air, serving up his hole for hairy daddy. As he started munching on that hungry fuckhole, Scott moaned as that tongue opened him up and tasting the cum from some anonymous load. I know that scruff felt rough against his hole, too. Daddy stood up and teased that piece against Scott's begging, hungry hole.... and slowly guided the head inside. "Do you guys party?" he asked. With that thick dick getting deeper, Scott moaned a 'yes sir' and I followed up telling him we'd been smoking off and on all night. He grinned and I offered up a hit. He responded, "Nice. You guys ever point?" Scott's eyes rolled in the back of his head - surely because that thick dick was now balls deep, but also because he wanted a hard slam in his arm. I (somewhat excitedly) told him we'd slammed a couple times. Was this hung fucker about to offer to slam us? "My buddy and I have the large room with the sling. Care to relocate?" he said. Scott and I both nodded yes and the three of us grabbed our towels. Thoughts were racing....hoping his buddy was as hot as he was....horny as hell....and following our new daddy like slutty, dirty pigs....

The End of Pretense - As told by Ben “Ben, I want you to fuck Jim without a condom, and shoot your load in his gut.” I was stunned by what Brandon just said. I noticed that Jim was just grinning like the cat that caught the canary. Had Brandon and Jim planned something that I did not know about? Of course I had been fucking bareback and giving and receiving loads from a whole lot of guys in the last few months but I was still shocked at Brandon’s change of attitude. I had to say something. “Brandon, what about the agreement? Safe only with strangers.” He burst out laughing as he took the condom out of my hand. “Oh, that. Seems like it went out of the window a while ago. And this condom is programmed to break anyway. Or didn’t Jim tell you?” He paused waiting for me to say something. I remained silent so he continued. “You probably started fucking bare that first day you met up with Sam again or soon after that. And then when I got to enjoy sloppy seconds after you had spent a Saturday running errands I put two and two together. Did you think I wouldn’t notice? I took that as a hint and both of us have been fucking raw behind each other’s back for some time now.” Brandon turned Jim around and guided my dick to his hole and continued. “New Agreement. Only fuck bareback and take all loads.” I felt sick. I hadn’t expected that my bareback cheating would be revealed in this way. In some crazy way I thought I could fuck around raw and Brandon would never find out. “Then there is that TeamBB speedo you started wearing a few months ago. At my last conference my gay Buddy Zach told me what it meant.” Fuck, now I knew that Brandon knew how much I had been fucking around. I had totally lost my hard on by this stage. I love Brandon and I did not want it all to end this way. “Sam, Matt and Josh started the Team Bare Back club and to join is by invitation only. Once they have each fucked you twice and left their loads in your ass, they gave you a team swimsuit. And the club has rules, sort of like our arrangement was supposed to be a set of rules. No condoms ever. Never ask anyone their status. Never tell anyone your status except by means of a symbol, such as a tattoo. Never refuse to fuck anyone. Never refuse anyone who wants to fuck you. Never waste your seed by cumming outside an ass.” He looked at me long and hard, searching for some sign of guilt. I am sure all he saw was my blood drained expression. “Too late for regrets. You cannot undo what has happened. Like you cannot un-catch the ‘flu.” I saw Jim grinning at him as he said that. “The old agreement no longer stands. The new agreement is TeamBB rules. Now FUCK JIM IN THE ASS loverboy.” As I pressed my cock head against Jim’s willing anus I noticed that Brandon was looking directly at Jim as he continued. “And added to the TeamBB rules is a new one just for us: We go out and find guys who are cheating on their partner and both fuck him raw and deposit our loads.” “Fuck yeah!” was all Jim said as I slid all the way in. Brandon went down on his knees and started sucking the cum and ass juices off Jims cock as I slowly fucked him. For a few moments no one said a thing and the only sounds were the slapping of my crotch against Jim’s ass and the slurping sounds of Brandon’s sucking. Then Jim spoke: “Fuck yeah. Load up the cheating boyfriend. That’s hot.” I wondered for a moment if he was responding to Brandon’s statement or was cheating on someone himself. Whatever he meant, the idea of deliberately barebacking a cheater was too hot to resist, and I started spewing a huge load into Jim’s bowels. Jim grunted with pleasure as he felt my cum filling him up. “Damn, I can never get enough cum up my chute. I wish we had time for Brandon to fuck me as well. Maybe next time.” I certainly hoped there would be a next time as I slowly withdrew my still hard cock from his sloppy rectum, trying to prevent the cum from leaking out. Brandon went to the bedroom to get a towel while Jim and I started gathering our clothes. After a quick wipe down we started getting dressed. I wondered why Jim needed to be home by five. Maybe he was cheating on a boyfriend? He had not said anything about one. - As told by Brandon We had all just finished getting dressed when Jim looked at his phone and noticed that there was a text message. As he opened the message I could not help noticing what it said. “Missed my flight. Be home after midnight.” I heard Jim mutter “Kewl” and then much louder. “Guys, I don’t have to be home by five after all. You guys up for another round? I still need to breed Brandon’s ass and he needs to breed mine.” This was going to be a great opportunity for Jim and I to swop our toxic strains, and Ben had already received a load from each of us. I thought it might be a good idea to wait a while before fucking again to give us a chance to recover. A beer or two and a very hot movie would give our balls a chance to recharge. I looked around for one of my favorites called “Bareback Cheating Boyfriends: Risk Takers,” a title appropriate for the occasion. I could not find it I wondered if Ben had lent it to someone. No problem. I had a newer one that was even hotter. “Guys, why don’t you get comfortable on the couch while I grab some beers and a new bareback porn movie that I just got. It’s supposed to be very hot and quite controversial so I am curious to see it.” Of course I had already seen it, and knew EXACTLY why it was controversial. I gave them their beers, inserted the DVD, pushed play and went to sit between the two of them on the couch. The movie was called “Unforeseen Outcum”, and for a porn movie actually had a sort of a plot. Two (or more) hot guys would cruise each other, and then go somewhere to fuck. One guy would say he was neg and want to use a condom, and the other guy would refuse. They would fuck anyway. The top in all cases was very vocal, telling the bottom to enjoy his bare cock and cum then revealing his status by either pulling up his shirt to reveal a massive biohazard tattoo or announce that he was filling his ass with a poz load. They movie had six scenes, but by halfway through the second scene we were already boned up to the point that we needed release. I was sitting between Jim and Ben on the couch and I slipped my hand behind Jim’s back and into his ass crack. He lifted up his ass giving me access to his hole. My finger slipped in easily. Jim reciprocated by sliding his hand behind me. “Mmmmmm. Cummy hole.” I said to him. “Does your sloppy hole need another load?” “Fuck yeah! And your hole needs a load! No cum in there.” As he inserted his finger into my hole. “Let’s swap DNA. Tell you what: You fuck me and breed me while Ben fucks you and loads you up. Then I fuck sloppy seconds and breed you while you fuck Ben.” We all stood up and Jim grabbed the lube and slicked up my cock and his hole and backed onto it. My dick slid in easily. Jim was obviously no stranger to taking dick. Ben lubed himself up and slid into me with equal ease. Not really surprising as after all the large cocks I had taken recently Ben’s 6 inches was no challenge. Getting the rhythm right in a fuck-sandwich is a challenge though and after a few failed attempts of dicks plopping out of assholes we settled on me doing the work while the other two stood still. Fucking and getting fucked at the same time is an incredible sensation and I wasted no time in cumming - until I had loaded Jim’s sloppy ass he was not going to fuck me! I took my last few deep thrusts and shot my load deep in Jim’s bowels and then stopped moving. Ben took over and started fucking me like a jack hammer until he seeded me a few seconds later. Now it was Jim’s turn. Ben doesn’t like getting fucked immediately after cumming so he opted out. “Guys, I want to watch you two guys fuck. I want to see you fuck my husband and breed him!” That was fine by me. I lay back on the couch as Jim lubed himself up. With his size I was going to need it! We fucked missionary style with a lot of deep kissing. As he came Jim whispered in my ear. “Thanks for sharing your strain, now you’re getting mine.” “Fair trade”, I responded. As Jim pulled out of me I remained on my back on the couch and spoke directly to him. “Let’s take a breather. I am not done fucking yet and I need to build up another load.” I then turned to Ben. “Honey, why don’t you go to the kitchen and grab us each another beer?” As soon as he was out of earshot I whispered to Jim. “I think we each need to give him another toxic load.” Ben gave us the beers and we sat down to watch the last scene in the movie. It was probably the hottest scene of all. A cute twink is cruising the guys in a bathhouse. He goes into a room and one of the tops with a biohazard tattoo follows him in. Twink grabs a condom and lube and begs the top to fuck him. He gives them to the top and then goes down on his hands and knees. Top lubes up his cock and throws away the condom. As he slides in he tells the bottom that he is going to take it raw and take the tops load. The bottom starts off protesting but as he feels the fat raw cock sliding in his hole he starts enjoying the ride and is soon begging for the top’s cum. By the end of the scene everyone in the movie has loaded him and there is no pulling out so you see cum dribbling out of his abused hole at the end. By the end of the movie we were all as hard as hell and ready for the third round. Jim looked at me with and evil grin. “Why don’t we both fuck Ben? At the same time!” I’d been double-fucked at the Zach’s sex party and loved it. I didn’t know if Ben had ever had two cocks up his ass at the same time. It was going to be tight with my eight inches and Jim’s eleven in his hole at the same time. Ben answered my question. “Fuck Yeah! DP? I’ve had a lot of dicks in my hole but never two at the same time. And RAW!” Jim directed the action. He grabbed some lube and slathered it on his dick. “Brandon, you’re going to need to lube up as well. It’s going to be tight.” He then lay back on the couch with his legs apart. “Ben, sit on my dick facing me.” Ben needed no encouragement and hopped up onto the couch. Sitting down slowly on Jim’s eleven inches he engulfed it all in his greedy hole. Ben started riding Jim and I had a great view of the fat cock sliding in and out of Ben’s anus, soon noticing that it was not only coated in lube, but that some of the cum that was in his gut was leaking out past the plunging dick. It was now my turn to enter. I stood behind Ben, between Jim’s legs and slowly pressed my cock to that space where Jim’s dick was entering Ben’s stretched asshole. It was hard going at first but Ben leaned forward giving me better access so that I was slowly able for force my way in. Ben uttered a yelp of pain and then went silent. All you could hear was our heavy breathing. I pushed all the way in until my balls were against Jim’s. I started slowly fuckin Ben and the sensation of my bare dick in a tight ass sliding against another raw dick was incredible. We took turns, with me thrusting, then Jim, then Ben riding us both. Jim started the dirty talk. “Fucking bottom boy dick slut, getting fucked bareback by your husband and me at the same time. We’re going to fill your slutty ass with our loads. That’s what you want, right.” I thought “yeah, loads, toxic loads.” “Fuck yeah, give me your loads. I need your cum in me.” We were all getting close so I took over the action and started fucking Ben hard. Almost in the sense of a revenge fuck. I knew it must have hurt. “Yeah Ben. You’ve been fucking bareback behind my back. Taking anybody’s loads who would give then to you. Right?” Before he could answer Jim took over. “Yeah. Anonymous loads too I suppose? We’re going to give you what you’re looking for.” I thought Jim was going to say poz or toxic, but he just grinned at me. We both knew that our loads very toxic, and that Ben’s were probably too, but that he did not know it. I wanted to keep it that way for now. Jim came first and as I felt his cum gushing into Ben I came as well. Ben was totally turned on and was jerking his cock and came immediately thereafter, splattering his load against Jim’s face. (Against the rules! Should have been in an ass.) After we had all come down from the high of that extreme orgasm, we disentangled ourselves, and as Jim still had time, shared a hot shower. We could probably have fucked some more in the shower but having cum three times in a little over an hour and a half I don’t think any of us was ready. We all got dressed and Jim promised to come back for repeat session if we were interested. We told him that of course we were. As Jim walked out the door I remembered where I had seen his boyfriend before. Kevin! He had cruised me in the steam room at the gym shortly after Ben and I had got married. I was still so enamored with bareback sex with Ben that I was not yet looking for sex on the side. Kevin was very persistent and when I declined his advances told me where to find him online. “I’m BBK88 on barebuddies. I don’t show my face dick on the profile pics because I travel a lot for work and my boyfriend doesn’t know I am screwing around. I also changed my location to be one town away. If you are interested look me up.” We had barely gone our separate ways back then when I looked him up on my phone: 28, 5’11” 160lb 30w. Slim, Blond, blue eyes. Hairy. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Hairy slim guy with an appetite for cocks, cum and asses. Let me fuck you or you fuck me or we flip flop. It’s all good. Condoms if we have to but I prefer bareback. All loads should go in asses. I have a boyfriend who doesn’t know so we have to be discreet. 6”, Uncut, Vers/bottom, anything goes, don’t know. Prefer meeting at: your place, public place. That profile from months back sort of said it all, didn’t it? Who got pozzed first, Jim or Kevin? I checked Kevin’s profile again. Nothing had changed. “Don’t know.” Most probably Poz since Jim had told me they regularly had sex. I did not want Ben to know either, until the time was right. With him not knowing, we could hook up with cheating partners for raw sex and share our toxic loads. If Ben knew, he might not want to do that. He probably would still do it since he did not seem to care either way about his own risks of being infected, but I did not want to risk spoiling my fun.

FROM STRAIGHT BOY TO CUMDUMP IN ONE NIGHT ----the story of my transformation---- The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college started out as the most boring summer of my life. I had stayed at university to take summer classes and was subletting a room in a shitty four-bedroom apartment of which I was the only resident. I worked at a local movie store fifteen hours a week and was taking two classes both of which were over by two pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. The rest of the time I just spent watching Netflix going for runs, and jerking off. I had run track in high school and still kept up with my workouts keeping my lean frame in shape. At that time I was five eleven, one hundred and fifty pounds, with short-cropped black hair and the starting of a rather thick pelt of hair across my body. Puberty had come a little late to me and I had been hairless all through high school for the most part, but freshman year it had struck with a vengeance and I now grew thick coarse black leg and arm hair, my pits long bushy shrubs, and my chest hadn’t sprouted a patch in the middle but rather was slowly becoming carpeted in black hair. I loved it, I thought all the hair made up for my slight build and made me look manlier so I showed it off every chance I got. Normally when I went for a run I just ran round the campus, but on this particular day I was in a mood, bored with my solitary routine, sick of not seeing any of my friends cause they had all gone home for the summer, and over feeling trapped on campus so I made my way to a bike trail that ran through most of the town and started to run as far away from campus as I could. It was a hot day and the sweat ran down my bare torso and I jogged along for several miles. Most of the trail was bordered by trees, but every once in a while there was a gap and you could see into the back gardens of the people who’s houses back onto the trail. I had run the trail before and there was almost never anything of interest happening on it, in fact the only real appeal of the trail was that it was away from the school. I suppose before I continue with my story that I should mention that at this point in time I believed myself to be straight. This is in fact the story of how I came to realize that not only was that not true, but just how very much of a fag I really was. Despite believing myself to be straight I had always been interested in the male form. I could never help but to look when I saw a real manly man out and about. So what happened next really should have been no surprise. As I ran round a bend in the trail I found myself facing one of those patches where the trees thinned and you could seen to some random person’s back garden. This back garden however didn’t belong to just anyone. There in the clearing pushing a wheel barrow full of dead plants was a six foot six inch tall sweat soaked muscle bear. He had a strong pronounced jaw line sprinkled with salt and paper stubble, his head was shaved but the skin was tan from the sun. His arm muscles flexed under the dark bronze skin and hair as he moved the wheel barrow across the yard his bare chest glistening with sweat from the heat. Though I was staring intently at this perfect specimen of manliness I was still running until suddenly I caught my foot on a root and tumbled ass over elbow over the small bush that separated the trail from the Adonis’s backyard and landed sprawled face down on his perfectly kept grass. “Holy shit,” I heard him call out, “you ok kid?” “Yeah, I’m fine… just tripped… sorry.” I wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could even and though I was already flushed from the heat running I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I rolled over and started to stand up when the ankle that I had caught on the tree root gave way underneath me. “You don’t seem ok kid, come on… let’s get you inside and make sure that ankle’s not broken.” As he walked over to me I was overwhelmed by his smell, a thick pungent musk that I found to be intoxicating. My head was swimming as I tried to focus through the haze of his sweat stink and I hardly noticed him picking me up and helping me to stand so that we could hop back to the house. He took me into the kitchen, sat me at the table and started to unlace my shoe to look at my ankle. I barely paid attention to anything that happened, till he said it was just a bad sprain and that I should just rest my leg for a while. “How far did you run kid?” “From the north side of campus,” I replied. “Shit that’s half way across town, tell you what. I’ll drive you back later so that you don’t have to run on that twisted ankle.” I graciously took him up on his offer, and sat in the kitchen icing my ankle and watching the man, who’s name I had learned was Eric finish up the yard work before he drove me back to campus. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I didn’t understand why, I thought that it was because he looked like the man I whished to become, but I was wrong. When Eric had finished the yard work a little over fourth five minutes later he came back into the kitchen bringing with him that glorious smell once more. “Ok, let me grab a shirt, and right a note to my husband telling him I’m out in case he comes home from work while we’re gone, and then we’ll be off.” He said off of this as though it were the most natural thing in the world, but my head was spinning: HUSBAND? Was this perfect specimen of man a homosexual, could that be? I didn’t have much time to think before Eric had returned with an white a-line t shirt one along with the same basketball shorts he had been wearing to work in the yard. I set my foot on the ground gingerly, and Eric leaned in to help pick me up, but once he had pulled me upright he just held me for a minute and stared into my eyes. His eyes were slate blue and stood out against his tanned skin and dark hair. After what seemed like an eternity he said, “So why did you trip kid?” “Ummm…. I…” I spluttered. “I thought so,” and he leaned in and kissed me. Several things all happened at once within my body: I panicked; I tried to push him away; and my cock sprang to life becoming instantly hard. I staggered away from him for a moment my brain screaming. And then it all stopped and all that I wanted to do was be in that man’s arms, I wanted to feel him against me. I dove back into his arms, grabbed his face and stuffed my tongue in his mouth. His hands wandered up and down my back, grazing but being careful not to go past the waist band of my short bright yellow running shorts, as we kissed and I clung to him as if I never wanted to let him go. Eric broke away, “I guessed that that’s why you tripped, but I wasn’t sure till you sat in here and practically drooled as you watched me work in the garden. Plus your cock hardened every time I touched you. Your brain my not be ready to admit it but your cock certainly isn’t” He said all this staring into my eyes, his hands still roaming over my back, but with that last part he reached forward and grabbed my throbbing cock through the thin nylon on my shorts. I gasped. He smiled, “You ever been with a man, kid?” “I’m straight.” “And I’m the Queen of England,” he said, kneeling in front of me, “don’t worry boy I’ll teach you hot to please a man.” With that he pulled my shorts down exposing my rock hard cock and before I could protest further he swallowed my whole seven and a half inch cock to be base. Within seconds he had me moaning and groaning and holding on the back of his head to keep my cock from slipping out of his mouth. I started to feel my balls tensing up and seeming to sense it too Eric pulled off of my cock and stood up again. “Now you try.” “I’m straight,” Eric pulled of his shirt revealing his massive hair covered chest in all its glory. “You want this I can tell. Now get on your knees and suck my cock.” I don’t know what made me do it but I sank to my knees, Eric pulled his cock from the waistband of his shorts, smacked me in the face a few times and then I opened my mouth wide and began blowing this beautiful man. As I emulated what he had just been doing to me his cock began to grow and engorge until I was convinced that it wouldn’t fit in my mouth any longer. “Good boy, you work that man cock, get it good and hard.” What the hell was I doing? I was gagging this man’s ever hardening cock down my throat and loving every second of it. This was better then anything I had ever down with a girl. The smell of Eric’s sweat burned in my nose and I could taste the sweet salty liquid on his cock and I swallowed. He placed his big strong hands on the back of my head and guided me to begin bobbing up and down on his shaft. His cock brushed against my tonsils and I heaved for a moment before swallowing hard and feeling his cock slid down my throat. Everything was perfect. My jaw stretched as wide as it could, I felt pubes around my nose and balls against my chin and opening my eyes I found that I had slid Eric’s entire massive cock down my throat and was now sucking it with ease. I looked up at Eric and saw that he had his phone in one hand and the other holding my head in place as he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. I panicked a little, but never thought to take his cock from my mouth. There was the click of the camera and I widened my eyes in shock. “Don’t worry boy, just a pic for my husband to show him what’s waiting for him at home.” My brain was screaming at me to spit his cock out, pull my pants up and run, but my cock was throbbing, my mouth was drooling and for the first time in my life I felt an itch grown inside of me that I did not yet understand. “You’re a hot little cock sucker aren’t you.” Without knowing why I nodded, and grabbed Eric’s well built thighs pulling his cock into my mouth completely once more. “I’m gonna have some fun with you tonight.” Eric let go of my head and grabbing me under the armpits pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. This time was rougher, he shoved his tongue into my mouth and held my face close to his with his rough hands. I melted into him, feeling his warm sweaty body pressed against mine, his massive cock trapped between up. “Turn around,” he whispered in my ear. Don’t do it, my brain told me, you’re not a fag. What the hell are you doing? I turned around obediently. Eric hugged me from behind, his hands resting on my pecs as he kissed my neck. I could feel his cock nestled in my ass crack, and I couldn’t help myself, I rocked back on it rubbing his cock with my tight furry ass. Eric began to kiss down my body, his tongue tracing my spine as he once more sank to his knees. His tongue came to my tailbone and I shuddered, it was as if a bolt of electricity had gone through my body. I involuntarily arched by back. “A natural bottom,” Eric muttered and with one hand between my shoulder blades and one on my hip he forcer me to bend over so that my chest was resting on the table. He spread my ass cheeks with his hands and I felt cool air on my hole. Then something warm and wet touched my hole. Two reactions shot through me, the one from my mind of RUN, the second from my ass: GOD NEVER LET THIS STOP. It was as if the way I thought about myself and my body and what I wanted was at war with what my body was experiencing. That itch I had started to feel earlier began to become a burn and find a home in my ass Eric’s tongue brushed against my tight hairy little virgin pucker. Eric pushed down on the small of my back forcing me to push my ass out more and I felt his tongue make it’s first attempt at entering my hole. The war raged on inside my body but I made no attempts to stop Eric, I just kept moaning loudly. I could feel my hole becoming slick with his spit and weather it was from the spit or the warmth or his breath or the repeated darting actions of his tongue I could feel my hole slowly starting to relax and bloom allowing more of Eric’s tongue to dip inside. My cock was hard as a rock and dripping precum but I felt no interest in jerking off my focus was on my internal conflict and on the waves of pleasure that emanated from my steadily loosening hole. “God you have a beautiful hole, tight, pink, and furry. I love it. Nice virgin hole.” Something rough pressed against my hole for a moment along with Eric’s tongue I looked over my shoulder trying to see what he was doing and I gasped when I realized that it was his finger. He briefly sucked on his finger and then pressed it again to my hole. Now slick with spit his finger didn’t just rebound off of my tight pucker but pressed inward a little bit, but my hole resisted. Eric returned to working my hole with his tongue but kept a steady pressure on my hole with his finger. My mind was becoming foggy and the argument between my brain and my body was becoming less and less. I started to think things like: if it feels so good how can it not be what I want. Eric increased the pressure of his finger on my hole, hocked a big glob of spit onto my hole and suddenly something gave way and his finger just slid inside of me. I gasped, it didn’t hurt, not at all, it was like a when you finally manage to scratch a really bad itch on your back that you couldn’t reach; and there ended my internal strife, a decision had been made, my body won and silenced my brain. I pushed back against his finger trying to swallow more of it up. Eric responded by slowly and deliberately sliding his finger in and out of my hole making me moan loudly. I felt sweat spring up on my back and it was hard to catch my breath. Eric chuckled softly to himself and withdrew his finger. I felt empty and alone for a moment and then I felt the finger return but it was thicker this time; two fingers. He repeated the same process until over the course of the next half hour he had worked all four fingers into my hole and was slowly twisting them in and out of my now loosened hole. Eric kissed my ass cheek and stood up with drawing his fingers from my hole. God I missed his fingers, the transformation that had taken place within me over the past forty minutes was complete. I no longer questioned what I was feeling and I knew that I wanted to keep his fingers inside my hole forever. That is until what happened next. Eric rapped an arm around me and pulled me up from my bent position, kissing my neck, his warm musky body pressed against my own. “You have such a sweet virgin hole boy,” he shifted his weight, “but I think you’re hole is ready for more,” with his free hand he bent his cock down from where it rested in my ass crack and aimed it at my now slick and loosened hole, “what do you say we bust that cherry?” I was grinding my ass back against his cock, relishing each time I felt his cock snag on my ass ring, but this was not enough for Eric. He let go of my chest and pushed me back down on the table so that my ass was once again spread out before him. My whole body seemed to have become electric and I sensed every tiny shift that Eric made as he shifted himself into position and began to ever so gently press his thick mushroom headed cock against my hole. His four fingers had opened my up a lot but my hole as still far to tight for Eric’s cock, he pushed harder, hocking up another big glob of spit right onto where his cock head met my hole. The itch I had felt earlier was getting worse, I felt as though there was a burning inside of my hole and only getting Eric’s monster cock inside of me could make it stop. I flexed my ass muscles and twitched my hole like I was taking a shit and felt for a brief moment my hole open up and a tiny bit of Eric’s mushroom head slip inside. I did it again this time pushing back against his cock and felt a little bit more slide inside. “Jesus, you can’t wait to pop that cherry can you boy? Alright then lets do this. When I push you flex your hole.” Eric grabbed me by the hips and started to push hard against my hole, he managed to force a little bit of the head inside without my help but then I flexed my hole and between his pressure and my open hole the head of his cock shot into my ass with a pop. It felt like a soda can had just been shoved up my ass, but I loved it, I wanted more. Eric stopped pushing for a moment, then spat on his cock and pushed hard again sinking about another inch of his cock inside me. He did this several more times till at long last I felt his thick black pubes against my ass and his balls resting against mine. Sweat covered my whole body and I was shaking a little. My hole was twitching around Eric’s cock trying to pull more of him inside of me. After what seemed like a glorious eternity he began to pull out until only the massive mushroom head remained in my hole, and then just as slowly he pushed back in again. A whimper escaped from my lips. “You like that thick cock deep inside you boy? You like feeling your cherry disappear as my cock invades your sweet wet boy cunt?” “Yes,” I said breathlessly. There was no denying what I wanted, no claims of being straight, no claims of wanting to be a top either, my cock was hard as a rock but I had no interest in it, all that mattered was Eric’s cock. “What do you want now boy?” Eric pulled out to the tip again, “Do you want me to fuck your boy cunt?” He plunged back in, harder then he had before, “You want me to pound your hole?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes what?” He withdrew again. “Yes I want you to fuck me.” And there it was, there was no taking it back, I had admitted what I wanted. “Good answer boy.” Holding me by the waist Eric started to make me grind forward and back on his cock and he pulled in and out picking up his pace rapidly until in a short while he was hammering away as though he were fucking a well broken in hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I knew it. Everything else in my mind had gone blank and all that I could focus on as my hole and his cock. Faster and faster he went, now slamming his cock in hard so that the room filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh. He grabbed my shoulders for better leverage and I started to buck back harder, meeting each thrust with equal force. By now I was practically screaming my vocabulary reduced to three phrases: Yes; Please; and Fuck me. “You wanna ride my cock boy?” “Fuck yes” Eric pulled his cock from my ass with a soft squelch and layer down on the floor his cock sticking straight up to the ceiling. I practically flung myself on his cock, positioning it at the opening of my no longer virgin hole and sitting down hard. I bounced up and down letting gravity pull me back onto Eric’s cock each time. Both of us were covered with sweat and it was as if the whole world smelled of sex. Eric’s breathing began to change and he started to buck his cock up into me as I rode. Quicker and quicker he pounded till after ten more minutes he growled, “I’m going to cum, I’m so fucking close. I’m gonna breed that sweet cunt and make you into a real bottom boy.” “Yes breed me,” I groaned, not really knowing what I was saying. “You want my seed boy?” “God yes!” “Ok, well get ready cause…. FUCK!” He never finished his sentence he just grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to bottom out on his cock while I felt his shaft pulse and throb deep in my guts and a new kinda warmth spread through my body. His cum filled my hole and started to leak out a little down his cock onto his balls. I was panting, but my lust was unslaked. I leaned in and kissed Eric as he had kissed me before he started eating out my hole, rough and hungry. I ran my hands up and down his hairy body feeling the mixture of the hair with the sweat. Eric pulled me close and kissed me too before just hugging me to his chest, his cock still buried deep in my stretched out hole. “Jesus when you sent me a picture of some cock sucker on your tool I expected to find a twink waiting at the door to suck my cock, not find you with your cock still inside of his cunt and your load leaking out.” I sat up, dropping down all the way on Eric’s cock in so doing and gasped, when I heard the new voice. “I took one look at this cherry hole and I had to breed it.” Eric said to the new comer. “Cherry hole you say. Well then I’ll need to taste it too.” “Kid this is my husband Matt. Hope that hole’s feeling good cause it’s in for a long night.”

Robert just moved into his new home after taking his new position as an associate professor of computer science at the local university. He had relocated to take this position and reboot his personal life after his girlfriend left him for one of his co-workers. His home was a 3-bedroom which was more than enough to allow for him to setup an office at home and still have a guest bedroom just in case. Robert was a 32yo at 6’3” 260 pounds who was hairy all over which was something his previous girlfriend hated. What Robert didn’t know was what his former girlfriend didn’t like about his looks his new neighbors next door would love. Next door to Robert lived Angelo and Tony who had been together for 15 years. Both of them you could describe as your prototypical “bears” with Angelo being 52yo 5’8” 275 pounds while Tony was a 47yo 6’1” 290. Angelo and Tony were known to throw wild parties in the neighborhood utilizing their pool and basement playroom to entertain. The previous owner of Robert’s place had been a very close friend of Angelo and Tony who was part of many a threesome or moresomes with them. Tony and Angelo loved to bring new guys into their scene and would think nothing of seducing a straight guy into playing for what they viewed was the right team. Both Angelo and Tony were HIV+ and the only drugs they would take were party favors they broke out with their guests. One of Angelo and Tony favorite guests was Sam who was a 34yo 6’0” 180” guy who had a clean cut businessman’s look but was as dirty as you think behind close doors. What made Sam their favorite guest was that Sam was their connection to getting any party favor needed. Sam had played with Tony and Angelo many times and was carrying their strain in his seed. One day Sam was over with Tony and Angelo to discuss what they would want for their next party when they all saw Robert moving in. Angelo and Tony saw Robert for the first time in his shorts without a shirt on unpacking boxes and immediately started drooling. Both of them imagines having their new neighbor over for some playtime and immediately began to think about how do get to know him. Sam was smitten with Robert as well and told Angelo and Tony he wanted to get close with their new neighbor as well and would make it worth Angelo and Tony’s time to make that connection. What Angelo and Tony didn’t know was who was their new neighbor let alone if he was straight bi or gay. Angelo decide that he would walk over to make the introduction to their new neighbor and see what the story was on their new neighbor. When Angelo walked over to introduce himself to Robert he was wearing very form fitting bicycle shorts which would help see what reaction he could get out of his neighbor and was hoping for one that indicated interest in Angelo’s package. Angelo rang the door bell and Robert answered it and subconsciously looked down at Angelo and saw Angelo’s cock outlined in his very tight shorts. Angelo didn’t say anything about the look but internally smiled knowing he had peaked some interest. Angelo asked Robert what he did and Robert explained that he was teaching computer science at the local university and had chosen this neighborhood as it was close enough to campus so he could tutor students outside of class if needed. When Angelo heard that a very evil thought popped into his head about using Robert as a means to get to and corrupt some college age students. Angelo’s asked more about Robert’s past and heard about the break up with his girlfriend and began to realize that seducing Robert if done correctly could be extremely worthwhile. He knew Robert was ripe to be turned onto gay sex and he could turn him onto Sam with a little help from tony, Sam and some of Sam’s parTy favors. What Angelo wanted to find out before ending this initial meeting was the reaction when Robert would learn that living next door was a gay couple in Angelo and Tony. When Angelo told Robert about his partner Tony, he could see a moment of hesitation in Robert’s response but then he also saw Robert’s cock starting to tent in his shorts as he said that was cool and would like to meet Tony as well. Angelo sensing there was potential invited Robert over to his place for a welcome to the neighborhood dinner for that Friday so he could meet Tony. What Robert didn’t know was that in addition to Tony, their friend Sam would be there as well to provide some favors and more End of Part 1 ….

I was away from home on a business trip and looking at porn on the internet, using my ipad when I saw the icon for gay porn. Initially I was a bit hesitant to click on the icon, but the icon seemed to draw me in. Truth be told, I had long been somewhat curious and wanted to see how guys got it on with each other. Upon entering the site, I found video after video, and before long I settled on watching a video titled 'Barebackin' the Straight Guy'. It was hot. I started to feel my cock getting hard, I didn’t think I was gay but this was the hardest I’ve been in forever. I got about halfway through the movie when a popup came on the screen. All it said was 'hi'. So I clicked on it and replied the same, assuming it was an advertisement generated by a robot promoting a gay chat room. Then the pop-up replied, so I kept typing, assuming at some point the link would connect me with a porn live video site, but it didn’t. Instead the robot reported his name was Ted and he was looking to hook-up, so I replied I was traveling and had never been with a guy before. The little chat window seemed to explode into a bigger window and he was on the screen. He said he was a programmer and was trying out his new soft ware. He asked if I wanted to help him, I said sure. Then he asked me where I was. I didn’t think that he would show up at my hotel, but there was a knock at my door about 30 minutes later. He walked in and started talking about the program and how it looks for unsecured users on the internet and how he can tell how far away they are. He sat on the bed and just kept talking so I felt like he was just talking about his program. So I sat down next to him, then at that moment he turned towards me and kissed me. His tongue forced its way in my mouth and it felt so silky. I just wondered where this was going when I felt my pants getting tighter. I was surprised that a man could make me feel this way. He must have noticed that my cock was growing because he started grabbing at it. My zipper was down and he was jerking my cock, I felt so hard that I knew I could push it into him but that’s not what he had in mind. We stripping each other, and as I helped him remove his shirt over his head, I enjoyed the sight of his nicely muscled chest. Frankly, he looked like the way I wanted to look. I had a desk job and a belly to prove it. Before I knew it we were naked and I was asking myself “what the hell are you doing?” but I was so horny and I thought I was going to fuck him that I continued. He was sucking on my cock and asked me to flip over so he could get a better angle to my cock. He was under me sucking on my cock for about 15 minutes when he came out from under me and started licking my crack. It was unreal I had never felt that before. It was like being tickled with someone’s tongue. Man he was making me really horny. The he did it, he place a finger in my ass and started massaging my prostate. I started moaning and telling him "Don't stop." After five minutes or so, he was really going at it and by this time he had three fingers in me. I was playing with his balls and jerking his cock and I noticed he was as hard as me but had a good four inches on my cock. Without thinking about what I was saying, I asked "Do you want me to slid my cock into your ass?" "Yeah," he replied, adding, "but let me re- position myself." I was already on my knees and while he was fingering me so he got right behind me and placed his cock at my hole. I managed to say "Hey, man, that’s not what I meant," but he pushed right in. I let out the biggest moan. Everyone staying at the hotel must have heard me. And he wasn't even all the way in! I thought that he would split me in two if he kept going, but he was doing short little pushes, alternating with an increasingly large withdraw to the very tip of his cock. "Don't cum in me," I asked, and in the hope of extracting myself from a painful role, again asked "Do you want me to do you?" "In a bit," he replied as he continued opening-up my ass. Then, realizing I hadn't seen a condom, I repeated my request "Man, don't cum in me." He didn't reply, but merely continued the onslaught of my ass. [strike one]. He had now made it all the way in and I felt his balls slapping my each cheek. I had forgotten about the rubber for a bit but then asked him again not to cum in me, again I heard nothing. [strike two]. I was now being fucked so hard I could not breathe; I was being pushed so hard I almost fell off the bed but I don’t think that would have stopped him. I kept telling myself to get up, but in my head I kept saying in a minute, this feels to good to be wrong. He must have felt that I was going to bolt because he started to hold my hips. He had only used spit to lube my ass up so I said it was starting to hurt. All of a sudden I felt something so cool and slippery on my hole and the pain went away. He reached around and held my nose in a rag and the world started to spin, but I was still so horny. I can remember asking one more time if he would not cum in me. I still had heard no answer [strike three]. He started to plow me even harder and faster and I knew he was about to cum because his cock was growing and his balls weren’t slapping my checks anymore. I was getting up when his hand came around and he put that rag under my nose again. The world was spinning even more I heard him groaning and then he said “I’m cumming in this ass and you're mine.” With that he took my ass I felt every spurt but really could do nothing. I was still feeling so dizzy and he was still planting that seed in my ass deep. I was thinking wow that was so fast to go from a straight guy to someone’s bitch. Then he leaned over and remarked "You never asked if I was clean. You bitch. now you have been made whole.” "What do you mean?" I asked, but there was no reply. [i’m out]. He quickly dressed and left, and with his departure I cleaned up and flushed myself out but I knew I would have to be tested. It’s been about two months and I just had the cold of my life. I thought it would never go away. I really need to get tested.

This is a story inspired by a video post I recently watched (and spunked over bigtime!) ********************************************************************************************************************************* I recently changed the pizza place I use for takeaways, and to be honest I was glad I did, the first evening I ordered something I had a fucking stiffy in my pants after seeing the delivery boy, cute short ginger little muscled fucker with a wide smile and a peach of a bum in his shorts that I gazed at longingly as he walked away from my door. Though I could tell he was a little intimidated by a very large black man each time he turned up to deliver pizza he was friendly and chatty. In time he stayed to chat on the doorstop and I gathered that he was a bit dumb and as he giggled one evening, saying he could smell weed, I surmised he was a bit of a stoner. In addition, from the way he looked at me it gave me a hint that maybe fancied me a bit, but maybe a bit shy or intimidated to follow through. My time came late on a Friday night when I got in from work, showered, put on a robe and ordered a pizza. I was watching a bit of porn whilst smoking a joint and idly playing with my semi-hard cock when the buzzer rang. I was waiting at the door when the lad came up the stairs. He was definitely not himself, in fact he looked a bit teary. I asked him what was wrong and he explained that he had just been given a bollocking by his boss. "Awwww, fuck man, that's a bummer. He chew you out big time eh?" The lad sniffed, responding "Yeah, fucking bastard he...." Then he suddenly stopped talking, and just stared downwards. It was then I realised my robe had fallen open. I laughed, saying "Haven't you ever seen another man's cock before?" His face was almost as red as his hair and he mumbled "Of course," but I noticed that he licked his lips. "Hey, when you finish, why don't you come around we can have some beers and some weed." His eyes lit up as he asked "Really? You want me to come and hang out?" I smiled, answering "Sure, kiddo." When he turned up later that night I was ready. I was delighted to see that he even turned up with his own beer. A few beers and a few joints later I asked him why he was so shocked to see my dick earlier. He blushed furiously and stammered-out this answer: "I've never seen a black man's cock before." Naturally I laughed, asking "But you have seen a man's dick before, eh boy?" He nodded somewhat shyly so I pressed harder "Have you sucked one?" God, I almost burst when he nodded blushing bright red again, but picked-up on the thread, saying "Hey, nothing wrong with that boy." He visibly relaxed as if he had let out a big hidden secret. I smiled and pushed the line of question a bit further, asking "Been fucked?" He almost spat his beer out "No!" I laughed, commenting "Well, never say never." Then I pulled-out my meth pipe, lit it, and took a hit. All wide-eyed, he asked "Whats that?" I exhaled, smiling at him, answering "Primo shite, kiddo. Better than weed." He watched me take another hit, and screwing-up his courage, asked "Can I try it?" I casually smiled, and answered "Of course, my boy." I packed the pipe nice and heavy, and then walked over, sat down next to him, handed him the pipe, and as he looked a bit unsure, I told him what to do. He took to the pipe like a baby to its mothers tit, inhaling deeply and then laughing as the hit took hold. "Fuck, that's good." He started to sweat a bit so it was easy for me to get him to take-off his top. His body was even better than I'd anticipated - he was very pale shade of white, smooth-skinned, and very muscled. I re-packed the pipe and handed it to him. As he blew clouds I felt his big pecs and tweaked his nipples. His eyes now glazed over, I put one hand behind his head, pulled my robe open with the other, and felt no no resistance at all as I pushed his head down, his sweet boy mouth opening-up and finding my big hard cock. As he sucked my bulbous cock head I pulled the back of his shorts down and rubbed his muscled ass. Then, as he groaned in pleasure, I took a hit myself and then pulled him off my dick, went to the bathroom leaving him, and, as I was now in for a busy night, I popped a Viagra and slid a nice thick chrome cock ring around my meat. When I came out of the bathroom I was fucking blown away that he was kneeling on the bed taking another hit of Tina through the pipe. Noticing his eyes were completely glazed, I took the pipe off him and with no resistance from him I twisted him around so he was kneeling on the edge of the bed. I gave his back a little shove and he went forward so his chest was on the bed and his arse was high in the air. I rubbed his white arse gently and he groaned as his boi hole puckered. I held him with one hand while I lined my cock up with his unlubed boi pussy, and pushed-in slowly, teasing his hole with my dickhead. His hole resisted at first but each time I applied pressure, the tip of my dick would spread his little white hole a little more. Then around the seventh thrust, his hole spread and my cock head popped inside. He made a little 'Uuuuhhhh' noise, so I rested for a moment enjoying the view of his little white hole obscenely stretched round my fat black dick. I rubbed my hand over his back soothing him as I pushed gently forcing his hole to accept more of my cock deeper into his ass. He moaned and groaned a bit but didn't resist as my cock penetrated deeper in to his inexperienced ed boi cunt. I stopped at the halfway point, rubbing his back telling him "Oh baby boy, you doing so good." He groaned again as I again applied pressure, pushing another couple of inches inside him. His hole felt so tight round my dick and I was delighted when I reached under him to find him playing with his little hard dick. As I started to fuck him gently I loved the way his hole stretched out with my pull out thrusts and him making 'Uh uh uh' noises as my dick slowly pushed in and out of his ass. "Little boy, you love that big black daddy cock, don't ya boy?" He gave a garbled "Mmmmmmm" again, but then it was not a rhetorical question on my part. I resisted the urge to really rough fuck him, as I wanted his introduction to anal sex to be mutually pleasurable, and besides, the night was young and there would be plenty of time to rape him later. I withdrew my dick from his hole, and he groaned, which prompted me to grin as I inspected his ass lips, finding his little ring was completely puffed-up. He moaned again as I slipped my cock head back in before his hole could close I murmured "Don't worry, baby. Daddy's not finished with your arse - not for a long time yet." He literally sighed as I penetrated deeply into him. His hole was learning fast and though the boy would definitely have a hurting boi pussy the next day, for the moment he was flying on the chems and loving his virgin hole reamed out by my big black dick. I started to fuck him a little harder with no complaints from him, just a lot of little yelps and groans of pleasure which the sensations in my dick mirrored, I shifted forward so I was now kneeling on the bed, with my dick buried to the hilt in his hole I reached forward and grabbed him by his ginger hair pulling him up so he had to use his hands to steady himself. "Look in the mirror boy" I snarled, his eyes focused on the mirrored wardrobe by the bed. He gasped as he saw the reflection of himself being fucked by a big black man old enough to be his grandfather. "Oh, god" he cried as I picked up the pace, plunging my dick into his now red swollen boi pussy. "That's right, little white boy. Watch yourself being corrupted." His groans grew louder but his eyes stayed glued to the action in the mirror. My balls started to tingle as I felt my spunk boiling in them, aching for release. "Fuck yeah, boy, Daddy's going to breed you boi." My dick started to swell and though I held off as long as I could, I knew it would not be long, "Daddy's going to get you pregnant boy, pregnant with my poz babies." His eyes widened and he gurgled with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Soon my dick swelled more and then I blew volley after volley of my seed deep into his guts, and exactly at the same time he shot his load so hard that some of it actually hit the mirror.

Another 'ghost' editing.... somehow not funny.

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Ok, my first attempt at posting here Hope you like it! So, first a little about me. I am mid 40's, 5'3 122 lbs, toned athletic body, smooth all over, and a Tgurl. Not for everyone, I know, but do play as a guy too. Anyway, on this Saturday night, I ended up at a Tgurl club, where most are working gurls. I am most certainly not, but rather was hoping to get fucked good in one of the private rooms upstairs. I was not to be let down! A guy I had been chatting with forever on squirt, who I had sent a message earlier saying I would be there, surprised me by showing up! He had been telling me forever he wanted to breed my ass, and especially after it had already been used. I wish I could have obliged him that, but still he took me to a booth, and mentioned he just wanted a bj! Damn. Well, I couldn't deny him that, so once in the booth he pulled out his cock, and suck it I did! It was a beautiful cock. I licked and sucked it, getting it dripping wet. He was close to cumming, and I wanted it so bad when he asked "Where do you want my cum, slut?" "Mmmm, please cum in my ass." He then made me beg for it, and beg I did. "Please, please fill my ass!" He then bent me over, lifted my skirt, slid my panties aside, and slid his cock in bare. "Mmmmn, fuck yeah," I loudly grunted, overcome with pleasure. He used me like a little fuck doll, tossing me all over the booth, and eventually started groaning, warning he was about to breed my hole. Again I moaned my assent. I felt his cock harden, and he grabbed my hips, pulled me to him, and exploded deep inside me! I held him there with my ass muscles, making sure he fully emptied in me! It was so so hot. Eventually, he pulled out, and I dropped to my knees and greedily sucked him clean. What a delicious taste. We pulled ourselves together, and made our way downstairs. After a quick ty, and good bye, he went home while I, who was still horny, made a point of walking towards an area where I knew Tgurl street walkers worked, thinking I might have some luck in getting picked up. The route took me through a park in the city centre. It was after 2 am now, and rather deserted, but still with the late night crowd heading home from bars. I sat on a park bench for a bit, and savoured the feeling of cum in my ass. As I was getting up to leave, a stranger, a homeless gentleman I found out, sat beside me, saying "Hi, there, you look so sexy." He knew of the Tgurl walkers in the area, and asked if I was going there. I laughed, and replied yes. He said he wished he had enough money to buy me. Well, I did leave, walked for a bit, and just got way too horny. I walked back to the park, curious if I would actually fool around with him. He was a good looking guy, and hell, I needed more cock! He was at the same bench, I smiled in greeting, and sat beside him, and he grabbed me and slid me onto his lap. I love a guy who is straight to it. He went right for my cock, which was instantly rock hard and began stroking me as he ground his crotch against my ass. It was so incredible and risky as there were still people walking through the park. But I suppose it was, after all, fairly dark, and my skirt, of course, hid the action. I wanted more, so I reached down and started rubbing his cock through his pants. He was moaning with pleasure, remarking he hadn't fucked anyone in quite some time, but that he wanted to fuck me. Well, I reached in, undid his pants, pulled his cock out, and starting rubbing it on my pantied ass. He took the hint, and slid my panties aside, and pushed his cock right in my already cum filled ass. I was in heaven. I pushed all the way down, taking him so deep as he jerked my cock, all the time pushing deeper into my hole. In no time he warned me he was going to cum. "Yes, please, cum in me," I replied. He groaned loudly as the cum flowed out of my ass, in the process soaking his crotch. I held him there, and had to sit still as more people walked by, and within a few minutes, he started fucking me again. I could not believe his stamina! I kept grinding down on his cock, and with in no time, he murmured "I'm cumming again!" Mmmm! I was one happy, dirty slut. I held him there as he filled me again with more cum. He was grunting very loud, and still had a hold of my cock. I did not want to get off him, and he mentioned I could sit on his cock all night. I was so hard, in heat, moving around on his dripping cock. He was semi hard now, and I thought soon would withdraw, only to have him remark "I"m gonna cum again." Wow! Three times. Yes, he let go of my cock and pulled me down hard, in the process cumming a little bit more. Fuck, this was so hot! I couldn't take it anymore, and my cock exploded all over my lap, and cum dripped down unto him. He rubbed his hand into my cum, and then slid his cum-coated fingers into my mouth. Suck them I did. All this time he kept grinding into me. I was dripping wet with cum. After several minutes I slowly slid off his cock, wishing I could just sit there all night. Looking back at that experience, I so want o walk through that park again late at night and find him. I walked off to the nearest street, hopped in a cab, as by this time, walking was not an option. I had been fucked so good. Needless to say, I arrived back at my friend's place in a state of euphoria. One of the best random fucks I have ever had! Only thing that could have made it better is to have had several men there using me. This story is 100% true! Hope you all like!

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

New chapter...a mix of hot and sweet. Enjoy! Chapter 15) “Hey, sleeping beauty,” a familiar voice whispered in my ear. “Are we keeping you awake?” “Huh?” I said coming out of my light doze, stretching and yawning. I was still straddling Aaron who was blinking sleepily himself, so I wasn’t the only one who nodded off. There were hands on my torso, first stroking and rubbing the skin gently, then teasing my nipples; a pair of lips were delicately kissing my neck. I shivered, moaned with delight and said. “You are now, Ike.” “Busted,” he said, and pulled me to stand upright so he could press his hard dick against me. I turned to face him and our lips met; his hands went to my ass, squeezing and kneading the muscles gently. “There’s someone I’d like you to meet,” he began. “Is this really the time for formal introductions?” I asked. Ike grinned. “You’ll want to meet this guy. And he wants to meet you, both with an ‘e’ and an ‘a’.” I rolled my eyes at this corny joke, but was willing to ignore it when another guy stepped up next to him and joined Ike in exploring my ass. He was big, as in tall, as in I wasn’t sure if I was even as tall as one of his legs. Leanly muscled, with nicely developed biceps and pecs, plus a killer set of abs. When I got a good look at his face (angular, with great cheekbones and a soul patch) he looked faintly familiar. “This is my man Jamal,” Ike said. “He was a member of the frat…” That was the moment the fog cleared. “Wait a minute – aren’t you a pro basketball player? And didn’t you get a Leibowitz scholarship?” Both of them looked surprised, which confirmed to me I was right. “Wow, what a memory,” said Jamal, not seeming entirely comfortable. “It can be our little secret I said,” smiling. “Ask anyone here, I know when to keep my mouth shut. And when to open it…” Jamal bent over – nearly in half it seemed – to land an open-mouthed kiss, so my flirtatious invitation had worked. He broke it off, and I kissed Ike, tongues tangling. Then Jamal was pulling me against him, and pushing me back on to the sofa, which Aaron had vacated. I spotted him with Carlos, standing on line to bang Larry again. Jamal was between my legs and I could feel he had a huge dick. I reached around to stroke him and he groaned, and started to push my thighs against my chest. “Hey, man, don’t just dick him,” Ike said. “You gotta try the full package. He’s got a sweet mouth, sucks and licks dick, balls and ass, and just loves to have a guy sit on his face. If you hold off a little, his butt will open right up, but still squeeze the jizz right out of your balls. Never felt anything quite like it.” Jamal looked at Ike, then looked at me. I nodded, encouraging him; he stood and braced himself on one knee with his dick pointing at my mouth. It was long, uncut and very thick, with a huge head. And about all I could get in my mouth was the head and a little of the shaft. I felt Ike stroking my butt hole, then his mouth replaced his fingers as he used his lips and tongue to open me up for his buddy’s monstrous cock. I started licking at Jamal’s dick, up the front of his shaft, then both sides, using my lips and tongue while he moaned and encouraged me. “That’s it, bitch, lick that big, black dick, get it wet.” I worked down to his balls and Jamal moaned, “Oh, yeah, lick those nuts, get me going so my dick can spit that dirty milk inside your hole.” He turned around and sat on my face, saying “That’s it pussy, enjoy that big, black ass. Get your nose in the crack, sniff out my black butt. Damn, your nose feels really good in there, fits just right. Inhale that funky black man’s hole, deep,” he ordered. His musky odor filled my nostrils and lungs. I licked behind his balls, and he pushed his smooth, muscled ass into my face harder, rocked his hips, then moved his butthole over my mouth. “Eat me. Lick it, eat those chocolate buns. Use your mouth and lips, bitch, get me hot so I can fuck you hard. White boy’s butt needs my big black dick.” He was so into using me that I was getting just as turned on as he was, if not more. Ike had his tongue inside of me, fucking my ass, getting it wet and open. “Oh, man, I’m getting too close,” Jamal said, standing. Pre-cum dripped from the tip of his dick onto my chest. “Gotta fuck you now.” Ike moved out of the way, handed a jar of Vaseline to Jamal, who put a little on my ass, then more on his cock as he was pulling my legs over his shoulders. He started to push his cock inside of me, and I gasped and flinched. Even with all the foreplay and previous fucking, this was going to be a major challenge. Jamal’s dick was like a steel girder, big and hard. “C’mon, let me in,” Jamal said. “I want to get you knocked up with my jizz, give you my black HIV babies.” He wouldn’t let up even as I involuntarily pulled back a little, pulled me against him and pushed through all resistance until his dick had breached both sphincters. “Oh, yeah,” he groaned. “Ike, you weren’t shitting me, this is one incredible piece of pussy. I just love to fuck little white boy ass,” he said as he started thrusting in and out. “Ike, make him worship your ass, I want to see him do it while I fuck him.” Ike sat on the arm of the sofa with his back towards Jamal, and positioned his fuzzy butt over my face. His ass hovered over my nose, so I pressed against him and sniffed loudly, then he was moving so that his asshole was pressed against my mouth, and I started to lick and kiss his butt. “That’s it, eat my buddy Ike,” Jamal said, his thrusts picking up speed and force. “I love watching you eat that black man’s ass, get that tongue in there, make him hot so he can fuck you next…oh, yeah, OH, YEAH, I’M SHOOTING INSIDE YOU, TAKE THAT BLACK SPUNK IN YOUR TIGHT, WHITE CUNT!” Jamal was slamming against me; my ass had relaxed, and he was hitting my prostate at just the right angle and I started to cum just as he did. That made Jamal shout, “THAT ASS IS MILKING ME, IT WANTS ALL OF MY SPERM!” He kept himself buried inside of me while the orgasm worked through him, shuddering with pleasure. When he finally was still, he began to pull out. “Ike, you’re up next. And why don’t I go get the other brothers for a little black-on-white gang bang.” Ike got up to position himself, and Jamal leaned over and kissed me again. “You have one hot little hole, I’m going to have to fuck you again before I leave.” As Ike was pushing himself inside me, Ruhiu, the tall, lanky guy who was a runner joined us, then knelt over my face. “Lick me,” he ordered, and I happily complied, tickling and stroking his balls while I licked his ass. I could feel Ike’s excitement; I swore that as soon as Ruhiu sat on my face, Ike’s dick got harder, and he began to thrust with more force in and out of my ass. “How’s his ass feel?” Ruhiu asked. “Unbelievable,” Ike gasped. “He’s got a big load in there from Jamal, and now he’s about to get one…from….ME” he roared as he banged against me harder and faster, then gave three, short, sharp thrusts and froze, groaning with pleasure. I could feel his dick spasm inside of me, then hold still. Ruhiu turned and said, “Lick that dick, then I’m going to dump some real African spunk in your ass.” Ike pulled out, and Ruhiu was taking his place. His dick was long, straight, and cut, not quite as thick as Jamal or Ike, so he slid inside me easily and started fucking me. Howard, who had a pronounced Caribbean accent, knelt so that his cock was at my mouth. He was shorter but very muscular, bulging pecs and biceps, and wore a goatee. He grinned widely as I opened my mouth and took as much of his dick as I could: the perfectly shaped mushroom head and a few inches of the shaft. He fucked my face, and his dick got hard rapidly; I could taste his pre-cum, and then he was pulling out. “I want to cum in your ass, mon,” he said. “Take a taste of my balls,” he ordered and put them against my lips. I licked obediently, and he groaned. “Like my sweaty balls in your face? Sniff them, yeah, that’s it boy, now my ass,” and he turned around and pushed his round, muscular ass cheeks in my face. “You like that, like how my ass smells?” “Oh, yeah,” I moaned. “Then kiss it for me, nice little kisses right in the middle of the hole, show me you love obeying me.” I started peppering the kisses right on the tight knot of his asshole as he asked, then slipped a little tongue between my lips. Carlos loved that, so I figured Howard would too. “Oh, yeah, use the tongue, lick me, taste that asshole. You like dark chocolate ass, I can tell, stick your tongue inside. That’s it, fuck yeah, mon.” Ruhiu was banging harder, I could tell he was about to spurt his load inside of me. “So hot watching you eat that black man’s ass,” Ruhiu said. “Take that dick, bitch, here it comes, my big…AFRICAN LOAAAAD!” he shouted as he rammed against me and froze in place, still moaning. I could hear him sucking in air, and then he pulled out. Howard said, “Roll over, I like to fuck boys lying on their stomach so I can see my dick tear open the asshole.” I did as he asked, and felt the pressure of his big, fat head going inside me, followed by his thick shaft. Then he started pumping, and said “Beautiful to watch my dick opening you up. I can feel all that black cum in your ass, we’re gonna get you knocked up with black HIV babies. You can be my white cum slut, my baby mama…oh….oh yeah….HERE IT CUMS, ANOTHER LOAD OF BLACK SPUNK, FILLING YOU UP. TAKE IT IN YOUR WHITE PUSSY HOLE!” Howard collapsed on top of me; I worked my ass to squeeze him, and he wrapped his arms around me and rammed against me, kissing and licking the back of my neck. He pulled out, then slapped my butt and said, “Love that white boy-cunt.” I sat up and said “Love your big, black dick.” “I’m back,” said Jamal, “for seconds.” I snickered and rolled my eyes. I was on my back, and he pulled my legs over his shoulders, slid his dick in without trouble and started fucking. “It was so hot watching you get nailed by the other three brothers,” he said, his thrusts speeding up. “I can’t hold back…gotta shoot…now! Uh-aah,” he groaned, and then his mouth closed over mine as he emptied himself in me. “Phew,” he said once his heart rate had slowed to normal, and shook his head. He pulled out, then lay on top of me and kissed me some more. “Man, if you were here when I was still in this frat, I would have made you mine.” At my inquiring look he elaborated, “I was prefect my senior year. It was Mike, Carlos and Ike’s first year. I could tell even then that Mike was going to end up top of this heap. He just had that leader vibe thing going on.” We kissed a little more, then he glanced at the time. “Shit, I gotta go to my hotel and get some sleep. Got a long drive tomorrow and a big game on Sunday.” “I’ll root for you,” I said. “Any way you could come back with me for a couple days…?” I looked over and saw Mike in line to bang Larry. Jamal followed my gaze. “It’s like that, huh?” Jamal asked. “All relationships are open…” I began. “But he’s special to you, I can tell. And I bet you’re special to him. Oh, well. Can I come to the next party?” “Sure. I’m the Social Director, just give me your cell phone number and I’ll text you.” “Ike has it, get it from him.” “Sleep tight, I said as he pulled on his clothes. “And drive carefully.” He flashed a grin at me as he left. Aiden sat next to me, put his arm around me and I rested my head on his shoulder. “Great party, Mr. Social Director,” he said. “Having fun?” I asked. “Every minute,” he answered as he ran his hand up and down my arm. “Your little gang bang was a high point.” I laughed. “You enjoy watching? I didn’t know that about you.” “Not just anybody – I enjoy watching you,” he said, slipping his arm around my waist to pull me even closer while planting a kiss on my forehead. I turned my head and we were kissing, shifting to face one other. “Warning,” I said. “I’m in full bottom mode tonight.” He grinned. “That works. I’m in the mood to top tonight.” Our lips met again, and the kiss deepened. Jamal was right and wrong. I did feel differently about Mike, and sometimes – all right, a lot – wished that it could be just us. But I felt a strong attachment to my other close friends here, Aiden and Aaron, Ike and Carlos. They’d been the ones to literally feed me and protect me during the first few days when it wasn’t clear what would happen, and then stopped Daddy Scorpio from strangling me. We’d been through something profound together: fighting to emancipate this frat. I leaned back and took Aiden with me; he was on top, and I ran my hands down his back to his body-builder’s butt, angling my hips to rub against his dick. “You have an incredible body,” I murmured. “Right back at you…love your tight little body,” he said. “You’re the right shape, slim waist, nice ass, lean so I can get my dick all the way in.” We kissed more deeply, tongues meeting, twining; he thrust his tongue completely in my mouth, mirroring how his dick would be buried inside me soon. Then he was shifting position, kneeling over my face, pressing his dick against my lips while taking my dick in his mouth. I’d only been in a “69” once before; I’d forgotten what a charge it was to both have a dick in my mouth and be sucked simultaneously. It was as if we were completing a circuit of sexual electricity. After a few minutes of it, Aiden’s mouth was on my balls, licking behind them, and then his tongue was on my ass. He pushed his butt crack against my mouth; I didn’t need any further encouragement and began to rim him. If possible, this was even more of a turn on, my tongue in Aiden’s sweet, clean muscle ass while he was licking and kissing my butt. I was getting so hard it was painful. I stroked Aiden’s dick and balls, and heard and felt his answering groan. He shifted position again so that he was between my legs, taking them over his muscular shoulders and slipping his cock inside me. Eight loads of cum meant I didn’t need any lube at all, and it felt awesome as he started to fuck my ass while he kissed my neck and ears, holding me tightly as I wriggled and squirmed with delight. “Harder,” I panted. “I’m really close. trying to make it last,” he answered. “Are you insane or just a sadist?” I demanded. “Fuck me, we can do it again right away. Or later. It’s not like there’s a limited supply.” Aiden started laughing and said, “You’re nuts…oh, God, the way you wiggle around is making me crazy.” “Let’s up the ante,” I answered, and reached down and stroked his balls, which elicited a gasp. “It gets better,” I whispered while arranging my hand so that my thumb was tickling his nut sack, index finger the region behind his balls (the “taint” as some called it) and my middle finger was stroking his asshole. I’d wanted to try doing that for a while – and the reviews were a rave on my debut. “Oh, yeah, do it, play with my balls…you’re the only one who’s ever touched my ass like that…and I’m cumming!” His thrusts immediately became turbo powered, lancing over my prostate again…and again…and I was shooting with him. I pushed my ass into his crotch more securely while he gasped and snorted. As the aftershocks of the orgasm we’d shared echoed through my nervous system, we both relaxed; I could feel Aiden’s weight as he finished shooting inside of me. “Phew,” Aiden said in my ear. “That was really intense.” “How long has it been since you’ve cum?” I asked. “You’re extra-frisky.” “I saved it up for a couple days,” he murmured, sounding like post-orgasm drowsiness was setting in. “Then you can give me another load,” I said, and reached down, now stroking the sides of his shaft while squeezing and releasing my butt repeatedly. I wanted to see if I could get him fully hard again before he pulled out. “Ahh!’ he exclaimed. “Are you trying to kill me?” “Yes,” I said, playfully seductive, “I’m going to drink you dry.” He tried to pull back, but I’d locked my legs around his waist. We wrestled a bit while I continued to squeeze his dick with my sphincter muscles. We were both laughing, and then he started to tickle me. “No, not fair,” I gasped, as I unsuccessfully tried to stop him, and then gave up. “Okay, you win,” I choked out between giggles. “You don’t have to fuck me again.” He stopped tickling and I realized that he was fully hard again, and starting to pump in and out. “Who says I wanted to win?” He pinned my arms over my head, then his mouth was covering mine, our tongues met and wrestled in imitation of our bodies; he angled his thrusts to press hard on my prostate. I gasped and began to fuck him back with my butt, pushing towards his crotch as he pushed inside me and drawing back as he did, maximizing the sensation for both of us. “I’m gonna…” his groan interrupted his sentence, but from his body language I could fill in the last word, especially since I was cumming myself. He collapsed on top of me; I could feel his heart racing. “That was unbelievable,” he said. “Amen,” I answered. Hours later, about 2:00 AM, the party was pretty much over. Larry had been smuggled out, the former members had left and I’d mobilized the entire frat to help with clean-up. Being the Prefect’s “consort” had its upside. Once that was done, everyone headed off for bed; I noted there’d been some shuffling of partners in keeping with the non-exclusive nature of the relationships between guys in the house. But I was with Mike. We’d yet to spend the night in someone else’s bed since the night after the I’d been raped by the faculty members. Neither of us had bothered to get dressed again; we hung our clothes, put the underwear in our separate laundry bags and then got ready for bed. “Great first party,” Mike said as we slipped under the covers. “Glad you enjoyed yourself,” I answered. “I’m thinking that next time we could just do a movie night, either here or a field trip to an actual movie theater.” “Most of the guys will prefer here,” Mike predicted. “That way they can make out without worrying about who else is in the room.” “Good point, your Prefect-ness.” “Your what?” he said, laughing as we snuggled together, lying on our sides, facing one another. “You’ve got a title, but ‘your highness’ or ‘your majesty’ seem a trace overblown…” “How about…‘boyfriend’?” “Your ‘boyfriend-ness’?” I joked, hiding that I was thrilled and scared at the same time. I guess it was silly, it’s not like we were getting engaged or something. But it was an acknowledgement of the bond between us. “Darren,” he said reproachfully. “Boyfriend,” I said to him, meeting those wonderful, liquid, sherry brown eyes, so distinctive and plain old beautiful. In that, they matched the rest of him, his classic male good looks, and perfect physique – kind of a cross between a body builder and Michelangelo’s David. And he wanted to be with me. I couldn’t quite wrap my head around it. “Boyfriend,” he whispered, then kissed me. And that’s all it took for me to be on fire for him, wanting him, wanting to make love, even though I’d just spent the evening getting fucked at an orgy I’d organized. “You’re so beautiful,” he said after kissing me thoroughl. “You have the prettiest eyes; I can never make up my mind whether they’re blue or green, and that mop of curly blond hair.” He’d kissed my eyes during his inventory of my charms, and was stroking my hair. “Like silk…and your skin, like satin.” The upside of enduring body sugaring every few weeks. Aiden, Aaron and I helped each other with body grooming. “I can’t believe you want to be with me,” he continued, sounding genuinely amazed. “What?” I said, disbelievingly. “You’re like…perfect. My dream guy, the one I thought I’d never meet, just fantasize about.” He smiled broadly, then kissed me again. And again, the melting tenderness morphing into something urgent and needy. He went for my erogenous zones, all of which he seemed to have memorized: ears, jaw, neck, collar bone. I pushed closer, pulling him on top of me; he nudged my legs open, as if choreographed we moved together smoothly. He was taking my legs over his shoulders and pushing inside of me, no need for additional lubrication. We came together in a way that was more than just physical. It had been that way from the start, even before my initiation, before I’d come to the house and spent a blissful half-hour necking in this very bedroom. It was from the moment our eyes had met at the orientation event where he was staffing a booth for the fraternity. And still, I’d never thought we’d end up together, just assumed I’d have yet another unrequited crush. Boy, had I gotten that wrong. He was slowly pushing in and out of me, prolonging every touch, his hands on my shoulders, then in my hair, stroking my face gently, as if I were something fragile and precious and beloved. It was a hunger that would never be completely satisfied, reaching for a perfect union of body and soul. Then appetite took over, and he began to thrust more rapidly, breathing heavily, licking my nipples, going back to my neck, then my lips, his kisses urgent and hard, but still with the melting sweetness I remembered from the first time we’d kissed. His thrusts were getting harder, the bed was squeaking rhythmically along with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh. And there it was, seemingly out of nowhere, a supernova exploding, sending rays of energy racing through me and him as we came to orgasm simultaneously. Our mouths were fused, his dick was buried to the root inside of me and I was clasping his butt, arching my back to give him complete access. We remained frozen in that position for…well, I’m not really sure how long. Time became irrelevant. I can’t remember how many times we made love that night. I just remember feeling as if something had coalesced between us, that a barrier I wasn’t aware of until it had been breached had fallen. And I remember the kisses and caresses, his strong warm hands and muscled body. When we were finally completely exhausted, we lay spooned together, fitting as perfectly as the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Boyfriends, was my last thought before falling asleep in his arms with a smile on my face.

wow what a story. I have been fucked once with a pa dick and want a lot more of it for sure.

PART 9 – OURS AT LAST When I walked into the bedroom, Dalton was already sitting on the edge of the bed, clasping his hands together in a feeble attempt to hide his boner. He stared expectantly at the giant TV screen in front of him. “Dude, you watch porn on this thing? Holy shit—you guys do it right.” “Yup, buddy—we do it right,” I replied with a knowing smirk as I grabbed the remote. “You feeling OK, by the way?” Dalton replied with a goofy grin, his body swaying back and forth as his chest and abs glistened with a fresh layer of boy-sweat. That shot of G was starting to work its magic. “Bro, I’m feeling like fuckin’ Superman,” he said, briefly unclasping his hands to show off his rock-hard cock, then covering it up again. “Good, good,” I replied. “Why don’t you go ahead and get comfortable? I bet you’ve never been on a California king.” “No, bro—I’ve never seen a bed this fuckin’ big in my entire fuckin’ life.” “Then scoot back so you’re in the middle. Then lay down and stretch out your arms. See how close you can get to touching the sides. I bet you’re not even close.” “I dunno, bro. My swim coach says I’ve got a pretty good wingspan.” “Then let’s see.” He hesitated, then grinned again. I grinned back. He was moving more slowly now, swirling hard on the G. I’m not even sure he noticed that Brian and Jesse had just walked into the room. “Show us that wingspan, buddy.” He positioned himself in the middle of the mattress. As he lay back, Brian and Jesse moved to either side of him. I stayed at the foot of the bed, watching his legs open just slightly while his arms extended to each side of the giant mattress. And just like that, he was finally ours. The restraints went around his wrists in a matter of seconds, cinched tight so his deltoids fanned out from his torso and his back arched off the bed. He was swirling hard on the G now, so it took him a few long moments to realize that his arms were tied to each corner of the bed. By that point, Brian and I were already placing his ankles into the stirrups attached to the bedposts. “What the fuck, dude?” Dalton said with an angry slur, his eyes glassy and dilated, his virgin fuckhole tightening in apprehension as he struggled to bring his legs together. Brian and I kneeled down to get a closer look: his ass was still mostly smooth, with just a dusting of blond fuzz circling that winking pucker. I leaned in and blew a bit of air across the surface of his hole, causing it to spasm. He whimpered. “You wanna know what the fuck?” Brian replied. “You’re the fuck, that’s what. But I think you already know that.” Dalton’s body jolted once, then almost seemed to relax into a stunned silence. For a few moments he almost seemed to stop breathing. In the silence, I watched a single drop of perspiration roll off his balls and down his taint before reaching his quivering hole, covering that tiny tight sphincter in a glistening sheen of boy-sweat. Jesse placed a prepared point in my hand. “It’s a small one,” he whispered. “At least to start.” "What the fuck is that?" Dalton whimpered. "Is that a fucking needle? Dude. What the fuck is going on?" “Listen, boy," I said with a growl, just as one of my fingers began a gentle circle around the perimeter of his twitching hole. "This whole experience will be much more pleasant if you just...surrender." He shook his head, pleading with me to stop, dude, just stop. Meanwhile, his dick grew thicker with every circle I made around that little fuckhole, and his piss-slit was already producing a thick glob of precum. I scooped up the seed leaking from his cock and, with a single finger, pushed it into his guts. His cock immediately sprayed his chest and stomach with a pulse of precum. He moaned like a good little whore, then tried to cover up the moans with growls of defiance -- until I plunged my finger back inside the warmth of his boyhole, causing him to melt into another deep, low, hungry moan. "Please stop, bro," he said, his mouth falling open slightly and his eyes fluttering as I pushed a second finger into his cunt. "I'm not into this." "We'll see about that," I said, my cock throbbing with anticipation as Jesse tied off Dalton's arm. I pulled my fingers out, savored the taste of his cunt on my hand, and practically drooled as I stared at the giant vein pulsing in the crook of his arm. "Now hold still, little fucker. If you keep thrashing around, you're gonna be in a world of hurt." We locked eyes for a moment. He shook his head again, and I countered with an aggressive nod. His eyes welled with tears. Then Dalton exhaled, long and low, as the tension drained from his body. "That's a good boy," I said. "That's a very, very good boy." Something strange happened in that moment: as I said the words "good boy," a tiny, mysterious smile crossed Dalton's face. Then, just as quickly, the smile vanished back into an anxious frown. He exhaled again. It was time. With a sweet little murmur of resignation, Dalton turned his attention to the sensations of his first slam: the tightness of the strap around his bicep, the sensation of my breath blowing gently across the surface of his skin, and the tiny sting of the needle sliding into the warmth and welcome of his vein.

Pretending you don't know him and him realizing you're not putting him at risk will increase the chance for another hookup. He knows he can trust you not exposing him. And yes, I agree it would be hot seeing him with his wife/gf knowing you pumped a load in him ;-)

I recently fucked a not so attractive guy...he claimed he hadn't had sex in a long time, yet my dick slid in his ass with 0 effort and I wouldn't say I have a small or even average dick...told I am big and thick...but I got drunk and bred him lol.

Part 5 I left Blake tied on the bed and plugged while he softly sobbed from the pain and the realization of his predicament. I'll bet he was sorry he ever went to the bookstore. It was only a couple of hours before the party started, and I had lots of calls to make. At 9:30 I went back upstairs. Blake looked quite uncomfortable tied in that position with the long, fat plug in his cunt. "Good," I thought to myself, "a scared white boy in pain is one of my favorite things!" And it would only get worse for him. "Please untie me!" he begged. THWACK, THWACK, THWACK! Three hard slaps across his brought tears to his eyes. "Shut the fuck up bitch!" I yelled. "You will learn, the only begging you will do is to have your holes raped and filled with cum. Do I make myself clear?" Three more hard slaps and Blake was in agreement. "Yes Sir." he sobbed. I untied him and he put up no resistance. I put a leather collar with rings around his neck, and wrist and ankle restraints. I then put a cock and ball harness on his little dick, making it as tight as I could. "Drink this," I said holding a bottle up to his mouth. He made a face, but didn't dare disobey me. It was now almost 10:00, and I could hear our guests arriving. I told them to be prompt as they didn't want to miss anything. I attached a leash to Blake's collar and led him downstairs. I was pleased to see all 15 of the guests were already there. "Welcome gentlemen! Here is my new slut and tonights party favour! Short of killing him, anything goes. I want him wrecked like a white slut should be! Lets not waste any time." With that, I grabbed Blake and threw him to the ground,pinning him down with a foot on his chest. One of the guys tied a band around his arm and another stuck the needle in. "Are you sure Jesse?" he asked. It's a 2.0 hit." "Fuckin do it! This little whore needs to be fucked up royally!" With that, the plunger was pushed down and the band released. Blake went instantly rigid and coughed hard. "I want you to go first." I told my friend Buck. He had a 13 inch cock with a P.A. "And show no mercy! Rape that cunt good and hard!" Buck just rolled the teenage boy over and ripped the plug out of his pussy. Blake howeled. Then Buck just spread his cheeks apart and plunged his huge, hard, black pole deep into the puffy, pink hole beneath him. Blake screamed at the top of his lungs while the guys cheered. Tears flowed from his eyes as his cunt was ripped even further apart. Buck just pushed down on the boys shoulders and power fucked his cunt, drilling as deep and as hard as he could. Blood covered his dick as he pulled out before plunging back in balls deep. He fucked Blake mercilessly for a solid 10 minutes, never letting up until he buried himself to the hilt and dumped his load far up into the teenage cumdump. After he pulled out, he spread Blake's cheeks apart so everyone could see his bleeding rosebud. It was puffy and inflamed, oozing red cum. "Who's next?" I asked.

Yup, the AHF and Weinstein have adopted the same "party line" as the Catholic church did when birth control became available to women...it will cause you to be nothing more than a whore!

Unexpected Pig Below is a rundown of events from yesterday. Still can't believe it happened, and wanted to write it up so other kinky fuckers can hear about it. A bottom buddy that we've played with in the past reached out to see if we wanted company. Lately, we've been more open to top guests because I love seeing my guy get fucked, but hubby said he was very interested in fucking our friend - we will call him #1, so we made plans for him to come over to our place. Shortly before he arrived, we got a text from another buddy we used to play with but who had since moved away - we will call him #2. He was in town and was looking to hang out. After negotiating that everyone was game, he decided to head over. Very quickly everyone was comfortable with each other and we began making out and feeling each other up. Clothes began to fly and tongues found their way to asses and cocks. After a bit of foreplay, I wanted to get into #1. Hubby and I have been adventurous for most of our relationship, but we've always played safely. This time however, though available, no condoms were ever requested. So as I slide into #1's tight ass, I see #2 sitting down on hubby's cock, raw. Spent some time working on #1's hole. At some point, I spun #1 around so that he was facing #2 who by now was bent over being rear ended by my guy. Hubby and I were on opposite sides of the bed, each balls deep in a bare hole. After some good pumping action, we switched so that I was fucking #2 and hubby was in #1. Over the next two and a half hours, I was the only strict top and I fucked each of the other three holes. Guy #1 was a strict bottom and got fucked by all three cocks. Hubby and Guy 2 were both vers. So every possible combination was explored and in the end I fucked the cum outta hubby while he was in the sling. He needed a recharge so he let #1 take his place in the sling. #2 fukd #1 as I knelt down to get a good close up view of the cock sliding into that hole. Before long #2 was picking up the pace on his thrusts and he began to seed #1. Soon I could tell that #2's orgasm had passed and as he withdrew his still rock hard cock from #1's slimy hole, I licked the tip to taste the boy hole and cum. This really charged me as I also decided to tongue #1's ass to taste the cum, so I stood up and dumped my 3 day load in #1. I looked down to see that #1 had a pool of his own cum on his tummy. After a lull in the action, our guests showered up and decided to head out as it was getting late and we all had things to do the next morning. Hubby and I headed to bed and I fell asleep quite quickly. Apparently, guy #2 continued to sext with hubby after I fell asleep. Hubby, still horny and without any loads in his ass, got on Grindr and called over a hung top. I wake up to the guy eating out my hubby ass just before he begins to fuck him, just inches away from me in my bed. It took me a moment to get my bearings, but when I realized that hubby had found another hookup, I was ready to join in the fun. I quickly helped spread hubby's as cheeks so the top dude could get deeper in him. Before long, I was taking a turn sliding into my hubbys loosening hole, while top buddy fed hubby cock straight from his ass. Hubby was getting really worked up, and piggy. Our top buddy took my place pounding hubby. "Dude, fuck me as hard as you want" hubby encourages our buddy, and with that he starts really piston fucking him. The cadence of the thrusts hinted that he was getting close to cumming. Next thing I know, without any discussion about it, he said, "I'm cumming in him", while he looked at me in the eye. As he pulled out of my hubby's hole, I quickly replaced his cock with my tongue. The musk of hubby's ass, combined with this dudes load was more than I could handle. I stood up, shoved my cock into his cum slicked hole, and with 3 strokes began to coat the inside of hubby's ass with his second load in as many minutes. Top buddy was in a hurry so he was quick to head to the door and it was now 3:00 am. As hubby came back upstairs after showing him out the door, I started fucking him again. I churned the loads in his ass for a good 15 or 20 minutes while he looked for another top to come and seed him. Sadly nothing on Grindr worked out, so I bred his ass one more time before calling it a night. This was the first time we've ever done something like this. I've been encouraging him to get more piggy and get fucked without me more. He seems to be embracing that inner pig.

I looked on this a bit more and I really think the huge spike in STD numbers is simply PrEP users now getting tested orders of magnitude more often, and therefore, all this stuff being caught and reported! way more often. Check this out. SF city clinic STD rates for last two years all the way up to july 2016: https://www.sfdph.org/dph/files/reports/StudiesData/STD/STD072016.pdf Pretty flat. This is a mixture of people who show up at the STD clinic regardless of PrEP using status. If there was any crisis you would see some obvious rise on that graph.

This is SO DUMB. Like anything that the AHF tries to promote. 1) Major flaw of this 'research letter' is it compares STD rates of people on PrEP vs people non on PrEP and gives the rates on per person/years without taking into account the amount of sex acts people not on PrEP are having. The only thing this study is telling you people on PrEP are having more sex people not on PrEP. But it doesn't meat PrEP leads more STDs per se. The study should focus into what are the rates per fuck on PrEP/noPrEP (bare/wrapped essentially). I'd guarantee you those numbers are quite close. 2x max for the PrEP group. 2) The study does mention, that people on PrEP are getting tested for STDs at a rate absurdly higher than the normal folks. Therefore they'll test + for everything way more often. This alone maybe the reason for this wooping numbers. TL;DR PrEP people are having more sex and getting tested more often due to strict protocol. This shows up in the statistics.

Southern Decadence, went to visit a friend from out of town. He and his friend were showering to get ready to hit the bars while i drove over. When I arrived I knocked on the door but it only opened about two inches, I heard someone ask me my name and then he opened the door. Once the door was open I had full view of my friend on his back, legs up, and a cock in his ass. While I was parking my car, another couple they knew came over and they started fucking. I promptly walked in, stripped my clothes off, and made out with my friend as he got his ass plowed. I broke off from him and started making out with the bear top and my friend started to suck me off. The other two guys, my friend's roommate and the bear's boyfriend, were on the other side of the bed fucking. When the bear saw me good and hard he pulled out and I slid into my friends beefy ass. As I'm working him over, the bear lubes up my ass and starts to fuck me putting me in the middle. After a bit of that, I wanted more cock, so i go on all fours, make out with my friend who's still on his back. The bear continues to fuck me and the bear's bf starts to fuck my friend. I got a load up my ass from the bear and the roommate proceeds to get in my ass and fuck me. He hadn't cum in a handful of days so it didn't take long for him to blow his load in my ass. The bear went down and ate the load as it poured out of my hole. Watching my friend continue to get fucked by this massive cock, I bent the bear over and fucked him till I blew two loads into his ass and licked his hole clean. Over all, the five of us left with at least one load in our asses, most of us cumming twice... and this was only round 1 of 3

Yesterday. Got 2 loads; one from this hot white daddy that I have been talking to for a while I was able to host him huge cock gave me a good fucking. The two pics are of him fucking me and the aftermath of the breeding. The next from this hot cub he put me on my belly and just went to town.

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.

This is erotic fiction written by me. I have more chapters to come. ________________________________________________________________________________ The Broken Jock by @ButtB4iGo Part 1 As a horny young man in his mid-20s, I had been raging for sex. But I was a good young gay and had mostly just adhered to the idea that "safer sex" with condoms with a few top men I knew and liked, was the only kind of sex a 21st century submissive boy could ever hope to experience. That all changed for me about four weeks ago. My name is Adam and I play shortstop for a gay softball team in San Francisco. While I'm a stocky kind of guy, I actually preferred sports that didn't utilize large builds as much. I mainly played baseball in high school and water polo in the fall instead of football, even though every year, the football coach would try to recruit me for my blocking potential. My senior year, my water polo coach yelled at him for that. Coach Pfeiffer needed my arm in the pool to make goals. Coach had a crush on me, too. I could tell. We never did anything—we couldn't—but he enjoyed being around me. He was good looking, gruff and sweet; he had a wife and family, too. But he lingered when looking at me. Once in the locker room, he stretched out a five-minute conversation with me to 15 just so that he could spend some time with me in my drying Speedos. And, while I was a virgin just trying to figure out how to exist in the closet, I loved having his advice, his attention, his adoration. While stocky, I have a naturally fit body. I am young, and have a good Germanic face with brown eyes and blonde hair. At 25, I have been feeling like I was at my prime and needed to start using my looks and my good body to get laid a lot more than I was. And, being a submissive bottom, I was yearning to take a few more risks than I have allowed for before. So, one Saturday evening, after a softball tournament, instead of going out to the Castro to celebrate with the team, I went directly to the darkest leather bar I knew of without changing out of my uniform. I hung out by the pinball machine with an ice cold beer. I played a couple games of pinball as men began crowding the bar for the evening. As I played, I occasionally felt hands on my ass, which got me hard immediately. I decided earlier that day to let assertive men take advantage of my submissiveness in the bar. These men seemed to already know that they could take liberties with me as a couple of them put a hand down the back of my uniform pants to give my hole a good goose, something my jock strap provided easy access for. After an anonymous man thrust his groin against my butt causing the pinball machine to tilt, I wasn't mad. I turned around to find a couple of grinning, cigar smoking older men in their 60s standing right behind me. Each had bulging erections in their jeans. The older one, Phil, bought me beer. For a couple hours, they both chatted me up and groped me through my softball uniform to see how I'd react. I just answered their questions, like how our team did in the tournament, as they took turns feeling me up. I loved the attention these much older me were showering on me. It reminded me of Coach Pfeiffer. How Coach probably wanted to interact with me in this way while talking to me and asking me questions while my ass and junk filled out those McKinley High red Speedos. After about thirty minutes of playing with me, the two men simultaneously put my hands over their crotches so that I could feel their hard cocks through the soft denim of their pants. The silver-haired daddy, Phil, who I learned was 72, then said something to his friend, Ron, that I couldn't hear. Ron smiled under his dark mustache, nodded and turned to invite me to Phil's apartment for drinks. I nodded and gulped down the rest of my beer. In the taxi, I sat between the two men in the back seat. Both had their hands on my thighs. The silver daddy leaned over to my ear and asked me if I liked getting fucked. Thinking of the condom-sheathed fuck I last had with a 30-year-old fuck buddy about three months ago, I told him yes. Then he told me that he was going to call his friend Hank to come over, too. I made no remark to that, and prepared myself to let go; submit myself to these men over twice my age, and whatever they had in mind. So far, I've only had two boyfriends and about five fuck buddies with the oldest being 32. It was an intense feeling, letting go—an electric energy that urged for more. The men worked fast. When we got to Phil's apartment and stepped just inside the door from the outer hallway, the two men grabbed me and pulled down my softball uniform pants and told me to bend over the railing just inside the entry way. I bent over and saw that the four condoms that I had put in my back pocket had fallen out and onto the floor when the men yanked my pants down. Without warning, Ron pushed his raw cock up my asshole while the older man, Phil, stepped around to my head and pushed his giant cock into my mouth as I struggled to keep my balance. He told me to breathe through my nose, and then pushed farther in, his large mushroom-shaped cock head knocking against the entrance to my throat. Both were loudly saying "Fuck yeah!" "Take it, boy!" and "Damn!" as they spit-roasted me, not even knowing that I have never before been fucked this way, and by strangers, and without using condoms. Previously, I had even made my two former boyfriends wear condoms when they fucked me. Neither mentioned the condoms on the floor, even though they saw them spill out from my pocket. Instead they began their bareback assault on me. After all the groping and prodding, the men just assumed they could take that liberty, too. Best as I could, I accommodated the two raw cocks that were now invading my body, submitting to unprotected sex for the first time. I heard moans and grunts coming from the two men. Ron kept pushing his cock into my tight hole and was roughly trying to fuck my ass as much as he could without lube. "You like raw cock, boy?" he grunted. I gagged on Phil's cock in my feeble attempt to answer, but I instinctively opened up my throat enough to take the large head into my throat. Phil moaned, "Ah, I just entered his throat, Ron." "It sure didn't take long for you to get in balls deep. I'm not having the same success on this end. This boy is super tight!" Frustrated that the dry fuck wasn't happening as easily as he had hoped, Ron pulled out and went to the kitchen for something. My hole was a little soar from Ron's dry assault, but Phil grabbed my hair and began deep fucking my throat. "Choke on it, boy. Come on. Breathe through your nose!" Ron came back a few minutes later and used his finger to lube my hole up better with Vaseline. "We're only using the best vintage lube on this boy hole." "Are you using my stuff, too?" Phil asked him as he bucked into my throat repeatedly. His cock got very rigid after asking that question, and I could feel the pulsing in my mouth that was making his dick bigger. "Yep," said Ron. "I just had a feeling this big jock boy was going to let one of us bareback him at some point tonight. I'm going to put it in now. Spread your legs boy! More!! Good thing we left it out to thaw." Soon I felt a small hard nub enter my sphincter, and then cool liquid being shot inside my hole, and I heard Phil say, "Is it all in?" "Almost..." said Ron. "Fuck yeah, boy!" Phil growled as Ron finished loading my hole with the fluid and then spanked me hard. I flinched and almost fell over. Phil went on to say, "That's a collection of three weeks of my sperm lining your hole right now. I keep my very own sperm bank just to lube up tight boy holes like yours. Damn, Ron! Hold him down. I need to be the one to fuck that shit in good." With Phil's collected loads now inside me, I was delirious with the thought of having my first breeding, and from an older man I just met at a bar. He's not even a boyfriend! I wasn't the "good gay boy" anymore. I was being irresponsible with my body, dangerous. But the feeling of having sperm in my ass for the first time made me feel owned… and free, and I surrendered fully. Phil, even without knowing that he was initiating me into whoredom, was doing everything he could to intensify this new experience for me. He pulled his cock out of my throat and got behind me. I was looking at the spilled unopened condoms on the floor when I felt his large cock head pop into my hole, and Phil pushed. With my hole lubed up with his thawed cum and the oil-based lube, it slid slowly in to my still tight hole, and he went all the way, balls deep. I was trying to take it all but it was a lot of dick. I flinched again and Ron got in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders to keep me in place. "Damn! You're all in! Fuckin' hot!" said Ron, who then grabbed a brown bottle and a rag from somewhere and told me to suck his dick. He pushed his cock into my mouth. Being the submissive boy, I sucked Ron's dick like a real cocksucker. The intensity of this sexual experience required my full submission: I needed to do whatever I could to please these men! Phil was still balls deep and coaching me to relax, "You've got a vice grip on my cock, boy! But I gotta to fuck my seed in." "This'll help." Ron all of a sudden pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed my head down into a handkerchief doused with a strong scented fume. "Breathe this in, you'll be alright," he coached. "Start fuckin' that boy hole, Phil. Open it up" Phil started fucking me hard as I inhaled my first ever hit of poppers. As the buzz of sex got stronger, I was able to allow my hole to be invaded more fully by Phil's cock. It hurt at first, but the buzz and Ron's coaching helped me relax my hole for Phil to take his boy's ass for good. "Take another, boy. We need that hole open," Ron urged. After my second hit, I was lit, and Ron shoved his cock back into my mouth. While Ron fucked my throat and made me suck his cock head off and on, Phil kept long dicking me for about 20 minutes, repeatedly telling me how he was nailing his seed into me, and how I needed his hot live load up in there, too. "Gonna fucking breed you full of swimmers, boy," I heard him grunt with each thrust as he worked to unload in me. "Here it is, boy. Fuuuuuuuck!" In the cold cum, I easily felt new warmth inside my once sperm-virgin hole as I took my first live cum load. After he finished breeding me, Phil tried fucking his load in more, but his cock was too sensitive after cumming. That's when I heard a voice behind us say, "Let me drill that hole for awhile." That must be Hank. "Do it, man," said Ron with his cock still lodged in my throat. "No condoms tonight. We somehow found this hot jock boy at the club, got our raw dicks inside him, poppered him up, and now he's taking multiple loads up his ass." Hank gave a hearty chuckle and reached between my open legs and put his hand inside the crotch of my jock strap and felt my hard dick and all the precum I had leaked in there. I heard Hank say, "I brought my old pal Charlie with me. He's into milking cum outta the boys I fuck. Come on over here, Charlie, and have seat under the boy. He's already got a jock full of precum for you." Charlie got under my legs. He was bald, and looked to be about 90, but he moved my jock pouch over and started sucking my cockhead, and milking my shaft with his hand. My precum pumped out onto his lapping tongue. And Charlie exclaimed, "Ah, boy, you've got a sweet tap on you! Give Ol' Chuck all that you've got." Charlie began to suck my dick in ways that encouraged my precum to ooze out for him. I was getting used fully by these old men. Fuck yes! As Hank teased my now open wet hole with what felt like a small hard metal object, Ron pushed the poppers under my nose again. "I'm gonna take this hole, boy," Hank taunted. Again, I inhaled Ron's poppers and my head spun as Hank pushed against my wet hole. "That's it, open up for my raw dick." I felt the hard thing enter my hole and then Hank's hard cock followed. "That's a big P.A. you got on you, Hank. Damn hot!" Ron's cock was in my throat again and he put down the poppers. Hank fucked slow at first. "Damn that's a good hole! How many loads are in 'em?" I felt Phil's cool cum running down my left leg as Hank pumped more cock inside. "Twelve. All mine!" Phil chuckled. "You used your stash. Damn, that's hot! So my load is going to make this an official gangbang breeding of a this hot jock cum whore by us granddads." Little do they know that Hank will only be the second man to ever shoot his sperm load into my hole at all. In my head, I acknowledge that I'm begging for it from a man I haven't even seen before. At that thought, I pumped a good amount of precum into Charlie's mouth and he mmmm'ed. This "faceless" man continued to fuck my hole with the encouragement of Phil and Ron for about 15 minutes. His P.A. was hitting my prostate perfectly and it made me moan and squirm. "I'm close," said Hank. "I'm glad this one's taking loads because there's no way I'm pulling out of this tight hole." Hank came with a yell and I felt the blast hit my gut and warm it. That's when Ron pulled his cock out of my mouth and said, "Ahhh, I'm going to come soon, but I want that hole." Hank finished unloading in my hole as Ron came around to my ass. Hank pulled his hard cock and P.A. out of my hole and Ron immediately replaced it with his. "Damn, I almost came in his mouth!" Ron lamented. "I need to breed willing young jock ass when I can get it." Ron fucked in and out hard, but then he slowed and I soon felt his cock throb and felt the warmth again. He didn't make any vocal noises. He's a stealther, I've heard. A younger guy pulled me aside at the bar warned me that he got stealthed by the man I was hanging with. He told me that a week prior, Ron had fucked him using one of the five condoms the guy had brought over to Ron’s place. But then Ron asked the guy to stay the night. Early in the morning while the guy was sleeping, Ron had rolled him over and entered him again. The young guy said that he knew that they had talked about using condoms and had done so earlier, so he just assumed Ron would have been a gentleman and put one on before waking him with a cock pushing into his gut. But, Ron had not put on a rubber before the early morning fuck. He just barebacked the guy without telling him and quietly unloaded inside him. I thanked the guy for warning me. But that story had me rock hard. And that is just like how Ron, the third man to ever bareback and breed me, came inside of me… stealthily without a sound. When Ron pulled out of me, Phil pushed his re-erected cock back inside me and asked Charlie if he was getting any cum out of me. He mumbled yes as he sucked and pumped my rock hard dick. As he worked his mouth and tongue on my young, sensitive circumcised cock head, it throbbed and pushed out more precum for him to swallow. While Charlie suckled me, Phil pulled me up to speak in my ear: "Feel my dick and all the sperm inside you, boy? You have four old men using up that sweet jock ass and cock. You like being used, don't you, boy." When he said those words, I felt Charlie suck harder to take more of my precum, I couldn't hold back any longer, I was close. "You let us all take what we want, boy. Let Charlie have your sweet young load." When he said that, I blew my load violently into Charlie's mouth, trembling with my chest once again against railing. My still shoed feet were lifted off the floor as Charlie's upper arms and face pushed my ass up to try get more of my cock in his mouth as he drained me of cum. Charlie kept sucking my sensitive cock head making me squirm while I was bent over, my ass still skewered on Phil's 72-year-old cock. As Charlie saw how I squirmed he only sucked more. As my sensitivity wained, I opened my eyes to see that a hand, probably Hank's, was jacking Charlie off. Phil fucked into my hole and said, "I'm not done with your hole yet, boy, stay put." Phil started to drill my hole again to breed another load into me. But Charlie was cumming now and Hank said, "Shoot your load in my hand, Chuck, and we'll see to it that your load gets inside the boy. That's it, Charlie, give this big beautiful jock boy a big load." Charlie did cum in a huge load that streamed easily into Hank's palm. A minute later, Charlie said he was done cumming and slipped out from under me. Phil pulled his cock out of my ass, and said "Massive load! We gotta get all that inside him." I closed my eyes and felt Charlie's seed being dumped on my hole while some fingers quickly pushed it all just inside my open sphincter. "Fuck yeah! Lube my cock up with it, too. That's it. Here you go, boy." Phil pushed his cock into my hole balls deep and the men cheered. "Fuck yeah! You ever get bred by a 89-year-old cocksucker before, boy? Damn that's good stuff." That made Charlie the fourth man to ever have his sperm up my ass. Phil proceeded to punch fuck my hole with his rigid mushroom-shaped cock head about 100 times and then slammed his full rod all the way into me to unload his second load of his "swimmers" into my hole. The other men left as Phil huffed and puffed over my spent body. After about 15 minutes, he pulled out, and I stood up. "Damn, boy, we fucked you up tonight! Such a sweet hairy, jock ass you're letting us all use here. Here's my number. Text me the next time you want men inside you. I nodded, "Yes, sir," as took the card and pulled up my pants. As I tucked in my jersey, I saw Phil pick up the unopened condoms off the floor. He stuffed them to my back pocket grinning, "Don't forget these, boy," and slapped my ass. My hole felt bruised, wet, and empty in my cab ride back to my place. I got hard thinking about what had just happened to me. Then I immediately got my phone out and texted Phil: Me: "Thanks for the fuck, Daddy. U guys got my bareback cherry back there. Only used condoms before tonight. It was hot! Thx. —Adam" Phil: "Nice! Hank, especially, will like hearing that. Was just on the phone with him. He went on and on about your hole! LOL. Maybe next time, you'll meet him. Anytime, boy. I'm happy to have you …and your bareback cherry."

I work in a bar and do that ALL THE TIME! It's fun

Paul Comes Looking for More - as told by Brandon It was about 10 am on Saturday morning. Ben was visiting his family for the day and had taken my car as his was giving problems. I was sitting out on the back deck in my speedo, drinking my morning coffee catching some sun and surfing the web on my tablet. I was ready a particularly hot story on a bareback blog when the doorbell rang. Who the fuck could it be this time of the morning? I grabbed my shorts and pulled them on to hide the swollen bulge in my speedo and went to the door. I opened it to see a wonderful sight. It was one half of our goody two shoes neighboring gay couple. Paul. For a nice monogamous boyfriend he was dressed very provocatively with a skin tight white wife-beater shirt and tight white bike shorts. I could not help noticing the ample bulge in the spandex. Damn, I had almost forgotten how hot he was. It also appeared that he was somewhat sexually stimulated as his dick was half hard. He glanced down at the lump in my tight nylon shorts where my hard-on was obvious. He looked a little shocked to see me. “Uh, um. Is Ben here? I uh, wanted to talk to him about something.” He snuck a furtive glance at my bulge again before continuing. “I only saw his car in the garage and I thought he’d be home.” One and one equals two. Congratulations to Ben, he must have managed to get it together with Paul, and now Paul was looking for a repeat since he thought I was away. Well, I certainly was not going to disappoint him. “Why don’t you come in? It’s good to see you again. Ben’s away until tonight visiting family. It’s a bit early for a beer but would you like a mug of coffee?” He hesitated for a moment but glanced at my shorts again. The idea of fucking this hot young stud had caused my cock to swell further showing its full length as it stretched to the left side seam of my shorts. He accepted my offer end entered. As I closed the door I pulled down my shorts revealing my swollen dick filling my tight sky blue speedo. “Hope you don’t mind. I was sitting on the back deck catching some rays.” As this was one of the suits that I had cut the lining out of, the profile of my veiny uncut dick was visible though the thin spandex, with a clear spot over my dickhead where I had been leaking pre-cum from my stimulating internet reading. Paul forgot all about coffee as he stared at me. “Holy fuck! How big is that thing?” I just smiled as I saw the bulge in his shorts swell and start to create its own wet patch. “Oh, about eight inches, uncut, good for frequent fucking and yours?” He had hunger in his eyes as he responded. “Seven, uncut. Doesn’t get to fuck as often as it should.” I could sense his temperature rising along with his lust. “Why not? Is Jesse a total top?” “No.” He said. “Not that, just that we don’t have sex that often anymore. He hasn’t fucked me in months. He has trouble staying hard long enough to penetrate me. And he is mostly top. I’m mostly bottom.” Here was this hot gym bunny confessing that he did not have sex very often. He was hot from the tips of his toes to the tip of his nose. “Damn”. I said. “Well, there are drugs for that. If he doesn’t want to take Viagra why don’t you do something else about that? You could get pretty much any guy you wanted, top or bottom.” He sighed. “You know I can’t do that. I am in a relationship with Jesse, and I love him.” His rock hard dick stretching his tight shorts told a different story. “Well, lots of guys in relationships that I know allow their partners a little action on the side, as long as it is safe and consensual.” (Yeah right on the safe part). “Sometimes partners will play together with a third.” “Do you guys?” I rapidly racked my brains to try and remember if we had said anything the night Paul and Jesse visited. No, the tantrum over the DVDs had put that idea out of our minds. Would my chances of fucking him be better or worse if I said yes or no? Since we had just had a crazy time with Sam the previous night the correct answer was yes. I started “Well…” and that is as far as I got as he lunged forward and planted his lips on my mouth and forced his tongue inside kissing me furiously. OK, this was going to be easier than I thought. We hugged each other as we kissed, grinding our crotches together. After a while Paul pulled back. “You ok with this. We won’t tell anyone will we? I’ve never done this with anyone since I’ve been together with Jesse.” Ah yes, the fear of a cheating boyfriend being found out. I was pretty sure he was lying because he had come looking for Ben thinking that I was out. “No, I won’t tell anyone. Ben and I have a “don’t ask don’t tell” arrangement and I certainly won’t tell Jesse.” That seemed to reassure him and he dropped to his knees. Pulling down the front of my speedo to release my dick he started giving me an expert blow job. After a few minutes I spoke. “Paul, if we want to take this further maybe we want to go to the bed room.” He looked at me greedily. “How much further?” “As far as you want to take it. I’m thinking my dick pounding your ass further.” “Fuck yeah! It’s been months.” He grabbed my hand and led me straight to the bedroom. He pulled off his t-shirt and shorts and jumped on the bed. He watched as I slowly stripped. As I removed my speedo he said. “69?” Within moments we were lying cock to mouth on the bed slurping on each other’s cocks. I made sure to sure to get my head between his legs and work over his balls and taint. After about five minutes of this he was ready to be fucked and stopped blowing me. As he let my dick plop out of his mouth he spoke. “Fuck dude. That is the biggest juiciest dick I have ever sucked. I don’t think I could take it in my ass.” “But you’d like to try, right?” “Oh Yeah. Fuck yeah. I’d love to feel that filling me up.” Yes. If he could take it, I was going to fill him with more than just my cock. He was going to get a massive toxic load as well. I turned him around to that he was on his hands and knees and spread open his ass cheeks. “I am going to have to get you ready to take my dick.” I stuck my face into his sweet crack and started probing his ass with my tongue. He relaxed and gave me entry into his tunnel. The little cheat obviously came prepared to be fucked as he was squeaky clean. After a few minutes of slurping on his hole he was ready. “Oh yeah! Brandon you sure know how to rim a guy. Fuck me now please! Please!” But first I had to open him up. I grabbed the lube, got my fingers nice and slippery and then slowly worked first one, then two and finally three fingers into his hole while I slurped on his rock hard cock, enjoying the taste of his profuse pre-cum. For someone who had not been fucked in ages his anus accepted my fingers very easily. I could sense he was getting impatient. He really needed a dick in his ass. I slipped my fingers out of his hole and slicked up my cock with lube, while working some more into his hole. Positioning myself between his legs I slid my bare cock head between his ass cheeks and slowly started probing his anus. He obviously felt a pang of guilt. “Uh, Brandon. Condom. Please use a condom.” I chuckled. “Ben and I don’t use condoms. But there might be an old one in the drawer.” I reached over and scratched around in the drawer to find one. Hmmm…Interesting. There were far fewer than there had been the last time I looked. Ben must have been using them. I would have to prepare a few more for future occasions. I found one that I knew would fail because I could see the little circle of pin pricks through the wrapper. That and the fact it was five years life expired and had been in my car’s glove compartment all through the summer. I tore off the wrapper saying. “If you’re not used to a dick this big, it will go in easier bare.” “Probably, but use the rubber. I’m neg and want to stay that way.” I saw in his eyes that he really wanting it raw but I did as he requested and rolled it over my dick, slicking the outside up with some more lube. I slid my cock between his ass cheeks again and started to push inside. I imagined how the latex was tugging against his tight anal walls. I certainly wanted to feel them against my cock without the impediment of a sheath. Easing in very slowly, only about half my fat dick was in his chute before he cried halt. He was obviously in discomfort. “Uh, Brandon. Maybe we should try without the condom. You’re really big compared to Jesse and I have not been fucked in a while. And then when my ass is opened up you can put another one on.” This was the moment I was waiting for. I was going in bare and there was not going to be another condom later as I planned on filling him up with my poz cum. I pulled out of his hole, ripped off the condom. (Yes it broke as I tried to remove it) and slid in again, this time feeling his delicious velvety ass walls against my meat. As I slowly drove my dick all the way into his chute he uttered a grunt of pleasure as I bottomed out balls deep. “Oh fuck yeah. Your cock feels amazing filling me up.” I started slowly fucking him and since he was on his back I leaned forward and started fucking his mouth with my tongue while filling his rectum with my thrusting manhood. He kissed back enthusiastically stopping only for a moment to say. “Oh Fuck. Your bare dick feels so good filling my hole. I’ve missed being fucked like this so bad.” I kept waiting for the moment when Paul would say that his ass was opened up enough that I should put on a condom but it never came. Not that I was going to of course. I fucked him doggy style, on his back missionary style, standing up and bent over a chair. Each time he sensed that I was getting close he asked to change the position. Finally I was on my back on the bed with him riding me when I started feeling the cum rising in my loins. This time he grinned and said “Kiss me.” I sat up with him still riding my dick and kissed him open mouthed. To my amazement he started forcing air from his lungs into mine and vice versa as I shot a massive toxic load into his bowels. As I came down from my climax disengaged his mouth from mine saying. “Ok, now I get to fuck you bareback. Fair’s fair. Jesse won’t fuck bareback.” I looked at him with amazement. They had said that they had been together for five years in a monogamous relationship and they still used condoms? “Exactly how many times have you fucked raw?” “Only once, with one guy and I bottomed and topped.” If that was true then it had to have been Ben. More congratulations Ben I thought. Not only did you get him to cheat, but you got him to go bare and now he can’t stop. Once you go bare you cannot go back. Paul rolled me over onto my back, grabbed the lube and slicked up his dick with one hand while working some into my hole with the other. He lifted my legs and slid right in. Paul may have called himself mostly bottom but he sure knew how to fuck. After about an hour of being fucked by me without cumming himself, it did not take long for him to shoot his massive load deep in my colon. I felt him squirt nine or ten times. I let him recover for a minute or two. “Damn, Paul! You certainly needed that.” He grinned for a moment and then spoke. “Fuck yeah, all that stimulation getting fucked by you and then getting to fuck your juicy ass bare was almost too much for me.” I reached into the night stand and threw him a towel. He cleaned himself up and got dressed. As he was leaving he gave me a long hard deep kiss before saying. “Brandon, that was fucking hot.” “Up for a repeat sometime?” He looked at me wistfully. “Maybe. No. Probably not. I’m confused, conflicted. It makes things too complicated.” With that he turned around and walked out. He’ll be back, I thought. Most of the guys I’d fucked lately were poz or probably poz, so it had been wild to breed a neg guy up with my un-medicated load.

Old school guy into parks, gloryholes and anon cum. Too many guys looking for relationships when I just want a cock up my ass pumping its load.

when I was about 42 I was out cruising in a dark park, when a tall husky guy started to approach slowly grabbing himself. When he was closer I saw he had his large dick out, and pushed me down by the shoulders to suck him. Big dick lots of foreskin, I was sucking like it was my last meal. He abruptly pulled me to my feel, pulled my jeans down and spit a few times on my hole working it in. Bent over, he started fucking me long slow and steady. Suddenly he held me against him and I could feel him unloading and hear him tell me to take his jizz. When I stood up to fix my jeans I saw he was about 65-70 and I got really turned on to the idea that if I saw him in light I wouldn't have let him fuck me et alone sucked him. But I wanted more and tried to get a phone number so he could breed me again, but he wouldn't. As he walked away, a few young guys that had gathered to watch said to me, "you let that old guy fuck you like that?". I said yea it was a great fuck, wish I could get him again. I still think of the huge load he gave me.

ummmm sounds hot! luv anon

Well different encounter today Started out as talking with a guy in Grindr who was having a hangover and was really really horny. Chatting went around how he would like to be used, and that really he desired to be blindfolded at bed when I come to his place. Also he was eager to get bred as well....whom I am to deny the pleasure so I drove over to the place and like agreed ringing door bell and then went in to find a naked guy blindfolded on bed in bedroom. I brought with me some equipment in backpack. First thing was that I tied down the hands behind his back with some rope that he could not move away. I also placed additional hood on his head so that he could see less. Then I had really horny time sucking his cock to get it really hard. After listening to his eager lust built up it was time to push my cock inside. His ass was really well trained, as it was easy to enter him and start fucking him. It was not too loose either as it was feeling tight but not overly so. Horny fucking continued him lying on belly and me being on top of him. I kept changing pace and in between fucking him I pulled his hood and mine from his head while pushing in and out. Then he asked to see me better so he switched to back and then I entered him again. I had to say that I was really close already as his lovely ass was just milking my cock. increasing my pace and then pushing cock fully inside I came really hard maybe 6 or 7 times inside him. That was a good collection of three days worth of cum now deep inside him I was wuite exhausted but then he helped himself to the belly and we headed towards shower together. I really have to say it was a really good bb fuck today and I hope to get his ass again

While Scott was cleaning and licking every inch of that black cock, i knelt down to play with his sloppy hole. It was warm and wet and I stuck two fingers in to play with the cum and to keep his hole hungry - although I knew that wasn't going to be a problem since Nate's load was tina-charged. Nate told us to continue having fun and that he had some errands to run and would check back with us later. I certainly hoped so because I wanted that raw black dick inside me. He left us the with the pipe, the lighter and a baggie of meth. As the door shut, I struck the lighter so Scott could tear open the bag to load the pipe. We were both rock fucking hard and passing the pipe back and forth. VerbaI piggy talk as i fucked his muscle butt....all cummy and sloppy. We hit the pipe again and decided it was time to for a scenery change. We agreed that if we came across some hot fuckers we'd stay at the sex club and drain some cock for a bit. If not, we'd head back to Scott's and play some more and log in to bbrt/a4a/scruff to hunt for bareback dick. There wasn't much of interest in the club, at least not in present view. So, we decided to head out. We're back at Scott's both high as fuck and we had two hot studs back to back with big dicks that wanted to pump bareback (even though the profiles said safe). Scott thinks he had at least 5 loads in by that point so I asked him to sit on my face and let me munch. I sucked that throbbing hole and ate as much nut as I could. When you think about it, it's really fucking hot to eat stranger's loads out of your buddy's muscle ass. I shared the cum remnants on my tongue for him and we kissed deeply when there was another knock on the door. Paolo was a neighbor in Scott's building and we'd all played a couple times. Always safe, unfortunately and never fucked up on tina. He said he saw horny and saw us both online and figured we were together. He was barely in the doorway before we had his pants down. A really sexy fucker with a thick Brazilian accent and a thick Brazilian cock. He was quite horned up so we knew we had a decent chance of getting him to bareback one of us. Scott was performing his usual deep throat magic while I was laying back on the bed staring into his eyes and fingering my fuzzy hole. He kept licking his lips and eventually nudged his way onto the bed and grabbed me by the ankles to line his raw cock up to my hole. He teased the tip and it felt so hot and I knew he wanted to shove it deep and breed my ass. He overthought it, though, and pulled back and hopped to his jeans to get a rubber. Obviously, I was disappointed but I still wanted Paolo's pole. And he clearly wanted my hole. He pounded the shit out of me for three or four minutes before blasting. My God I was so envious of that fucking rubber. As he pulled out, I gently grabbed his cock and the rubber and said I'd take care of it and darted off to the bathroom. Scott escorted our Brazilian stud out and joined me in the bathroom. Of course I saved the rubber with Paolo's huge cum wad. I emptied it onto Scott's tongue and we passionately made out for a few minutes sharing that tasty DNA. We knew it was time to kick it up a notch. And we wanted Nate back - or at least some other huge black cock. Like clockwork, we hear a text alert on Scott's phone. It's Nate and he's dropping a buddy off in the neighborhood and was wondering if we were still 'up'. Scott jokingly said to swing by his place before dropping his buddy off. There was a couple seconds of silence on the other end while Nate was probably pondering .... and finally said, "ok cool, we can drop by for a minute." We scrambled for a minute or two to clean up the condo a bit - you know how it can be in a sketchy state. And before we knew it, another knock on the door.....

Hope the next part is coming out soon. Running out of material to read on this site.

I like being forced to use them; when the top holds them below my nose right when he lines up his cock with my hairy hole... Mmmm