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Last summer, my boy and I took a vacation to Europe together. It was one of those packages, seeing a different city every day for a week and a half before flying home. We thought it would be exhilarating, but it turned out to be exhausting. When passing through Berlin, we decided to separate from the group and see the gay neighborhood. I had sort of hoped we’d get up to some naughty fun so I brought a small tube of lube and condoms in my shirt pocket, just in case. I bet there was a place where I could fuck him, safely, with maybe a few strangers watching. The very idea got my cock stirring. We fuck bare in private, but I didn’t want any strangers to think my boy was a slut who took all loads… We wound up in a two-level club with a sign proclaiming CRUISING BASEMENT. The street level bar looked like a normal bar, except with flat screen televisions playing bareback porn. There was a set of stairs at the back of the bar down to what must have been the cruising area. We were both kind of nervous being there, with nothing like that in our hometown, or even in most big cities in America for that matter. We quickly downed two large beers each in quick succession. We joked about exploring downstairs and seeing what trouble we could get into. Maybe some beers would help ease our angst and loosen us up a bit. My boy asked the bartender where the restroom was, and he gestured with a wink to the dark staircase. I knew he had to take a piss and he got up to head downstairs as I ordered another beer. A few minutes went by. Then a few minutes more passed. I was halfway through my beer and needed to take a piss myself. I gulped down the rest of my drink, paid our tab, grabbed my boy’s untouched beer and headed to find him. I found the bathroom, surprisingly clean and well-lit. No sign of my boy. I took a piss into a stainless steel trough urinal, holding my boy’s beer with one hand and my streaming cock in the other. I felt someone come up behind me, and press his crotch into my ass. I melted into him as he reached around and shook the last droplets from my dick. He pulled way, knelt down and took me into his mouth, moaning as he deep-throated me, occasionally holding up a bottle of poppers to huff. I like good head as much as anyone, but I was worried about my boy. I pulled the guy off my now-wet dick and backed out of the bathroom. The guy stayed on his knees grinning at me as I headed into the darkness to rescue my boy if he needed rescuing or to join in some raunchy, hopefully safe fun. In the darkness, I followed the sound of whispers and groans down a short hallway where I found my boy in an open doorway, leaning out and moaning, with his eyes closed. I reached out to feel his chest. His shirt was pulled up behind his neck. He clenched his eyes and I ran my hand down to his crotch. It was so dark that I could barely see that his pants were at his ankles, and someone was eating his ass. I grabbed my boy’s hard cock and he swatted my hand away. I cleared my throat and he opened his eyes. He reached out to me and wrapped his arms around my neck, supporting his weight as the stranger worked his ass. My boy whispered, or rather hissed into my ear "Is it okay if he fucks me?" I murmured approval, extracted the condom from my pocket, and handed it to the top who stood up and started slapping his sizeable dick against my boy’s wet ass crack. Of course I expected him to pull on the condom, but instead he scoffed and threw it to the dirty ground, pushed my boy’s back down so it was parallel to the floor, and his ass arched up. My boy grabbed onto my waist with both arms as the stranger lurched forward. My boy yelped and I knew the top had entered him raw. Just then the guy who had briefly blown me in the bathroom stepped out of the darkness and held his bottle of poppers under my boy’s nostrils. My boy huffed deep and held his breath. Had I been thinking clearly, I might have tried to stop it, but I was honestly too turned on. The top pounding my boy’s raw ass went at it for about thirty seconds, only to mutter "Too tight. Gonna make me breed him too soon." Then giving a disapproving grimace he pulled out and disappeared into the shadows. My boy was dizzy from the experience. I grasped both of his hands and led him towards a deep bench against a wall. I sat down and he collapsed, face first into my lap, thinking he would take a quick nap, but I was wrong. He shimmied my pants down and swallowed my hard dripping cock to the root. I was still wet with the poppers guy’s spit. I knew there were other guys around. I could hear them whispering, and kissing, and sucking, and fucking. Knowing that at least some of them were watching really got me hot. The guy with the poppers had followed us and knelt down behind my boy, diving into his freshly-fucked ass with his tongue. My boy moaned on my dick. The guy lapped away for a few moments and then crouched down behind him. From my place on the bench, I watched as his aimed his raw cock into my boy’s willing ass. My boy squealed as he took another raw anal assault. The poppers guy took a huff and then leaned over my boy, making him do the same, and then offering them to me. I took the bottle and inhaled very deeply as the poppers guy's pace picked up only to halt. I knew he was firing his cum into my boy’s bare hole. He slapped my boy’s sweaty, and now cummy ass and pulled out. I thought he’d go away, but he leaned towards my boy and whispered with his thick German accent, theatrically so everyone around could hear "Good thing that other guy didn’t blow his load inside you. He’s POZZED up more than a few tourists here." He chuckled as my boy fisted his cock, his moans announcing he himself was close to cumming. The poppers guy laid down on his back, under my boy, on that filthy sticky floor, gobbling down my boy’s cock just in time to swallow his load. Just then, the first guy, the hulking POZ one, crept out of the darkness again. His huge cock was still wet and shiny, either from my boy’s hole or from some other bottom in the basement darkness. He slapped it against my boy’s cummy crack a few times, leered at me, and slammed all the way in. My boy tried to swallow my dick, but the top was so aggressive that he mostly just moaned with an open mouth around the head. He fucked my boy hard and quick for no more than two minutes. He cursed in Dutch, or German maybe, a few times before quickening his pace and then pounding six times with decreasing speed, filling my boy with toxic seed. It got me super close to going over the edge. My boy felt my nuts tightening up and pulled off my cock. The POZ top disappeared and the poppers guy just laughed as I pulled away and got behind my boy, marveling at the cum streaking down his thighs and the low light glistening on his sweaty back. I slid easily into is loose sloppy hole and came after five seconds. My boy threw his head back and lost another load into the poppers guy’s eager mouth. My boy stood up on his trembling legs and threw his arms around me, kissing me deeply. He growled into my ear "We gotta get out of here, and fast, or I’m going to wind up taking every load in this basement." "And what would be so bad about that?" I asked. He kissed me hard, grinned and waved at me, and backed away into the darkness….

Sam took Robert’s arm and wrapped a band tight around it while looking for a vein. Robert asked what was in the syringe to which Sam replied it was something that would help Robert feel like a new person. Sam found the vein and asked Robert to hold still and Robert still in his daze from the previous night allowed Sam to inject him with the syringe which only later would Robert find out was his first blood slam he would take. The mixture of Tina and Sam’s HIV+ blood entered Robert’s vein and only a few minutes later Robert was feeling the effects of the slam. Sam proceeded to place Robert onto his hands and knees and started pounding his cum filled ass again. Over the next couple of hours Sam would put three more toxic loads into Roberts loosening hole. Robert still feels the impact of the Tina never really realized that he was being turned into a willing bottom which was the first thing Sam wanted. Robert finally passed out from all the fucking late Sunday morning and slept until his alarm went off Monday morning. When Robert woke up Sam was still there and told Robert that he would be back in three weeks from a business trip and when he got back that they would meet up again and play. In the interim, the only people that Robert was allowed to play with were Angelo and Tony who would treat him well. Outside of that Robert was to start exploring on campus where the gay students would go for their after hours fun and he was to start looking at which of his students were showing more than a passing interest in being his teacher’s pet. Sam didn’t not want Robert to act on any of his instincts until Sam came back from him trip. The next few days Robert taught his classes, did his tutoring of his students who came by and in his spare time found the location of a couple of clubs by the campus where the students hung out which he would tell Sam about the next time. One club intrigued Robert as a number of patrons were wearing leather and Robert starting thinking about how much he liked the look and feel of leather which he would also talk to Sam about. . Angelo and Tony came over on a Thursday evening as one of Robert’s students were leaving. Mike was a 19yo 5’8” 145 pound sophomore who had a timid personality. Tony picked up on it right away on introductions and after Mike left today Robert that he could really have some fun with someone like Mike. Robert brushed the thought aside even as it made his cock hard but Angel saw Robert’s cock harden and immediately went for it. Fishing it out of his pants Angelo told Tony that Robert seemed to be more into his students than he let on and proceeded to suck on Robert’s cock. Tony came up behind Robert and while licking at his ear started to finger Roberts’s hole and subtly slipped him a booty bump and then proceeded to slip in his cock and begin to fuck Robert again. As Tony fucked Robert, Angelo sucked and swallowed Robert’s load then proceeded to stat kissing Robert feeding back to him his own cum. Angelo then proceeded to replace Tony in fucking Robert and soon enough Robert had another load in him. Later the next week, Robert started to feel like he was coming down with what he felt was a cold. By the weekend he was laid up in bed with the flu. Tony and Angelo came over to check in on Robert and left smiling knowing that Robert was suffering from the fuck flu. Tony called Sam to give him the good news and Sam was elated. Now Sam could focus on turning Robert into a gift giving force on the college campus and indirectly help Sam grow his business with a new and younger clientele

Few minutes later we were in his cabin, the cop to my side looked injured but not seriously hurt. No blood at least. I don't know how they got him but I was just as worried for him as I was myself. I started to pray. Stranger 1: You guys want some poppers? Stranger 2: Shit man, hell yeah. I wanna go all night. Stranger 3: Nah not right now, I want this faggot to get me hard on his own. The other two sniffed something out of a bottle while the third guy approached me with an obvious hardon in his pants. He stopped right in front of me and told me I had to pull them down. Since I decided way earlier my best bet was to listen to these men, I obliged and looked at his wood. Stranger 3: Don't just stare. Get back on there, just like in the car. Faggot. I hated the language these men used. Stranger 1: Get back on your knees too faggot. Take off his clothes. The two men stripped me while the one stepped behind me and stared. Stranger 1: So beautiful. I don't think I need this one to suck me off. Stranger 3: Speak for yourself. He's tasted me already. His eyes are practically begging for more. I felt a wetness on my ass again, some spit from the guy behind me. Stranger 1: Don't worry stranger boy, I'll treat you good. He put his fingers inside me and stretched them apart. I had the other guy's manhood in my mouth like those sluts I read about. I didn't wanna be their faggot. I wasn't theirs. The third guy was over by the cop, stripping him and tying him up to the bed. Then he stepped over to me as well. Stranger 2: Yeah just like that. Keep doing that boss. He smacked my ass and took his clothes off. Started stroking himself watching me suck a man's cock while I had fingers plowing me on the other end. Stranger 1: Enough of this. He smacked my ass. Stranger 1: Gotta give you what you know is coming. As much as I was in denial earlier, I knew this man was gonna do this to me. I didn't know it was gonna be in his cabin though and when it suddenly hit me how scared I truly was. I started trembling. Stranger 1: Oh yeah, can't hardly wait can ya? I felt the beginning of his thrust. First the tip of his cock entered me. He held it there for only a moment and then continued for one slow but steady moment in. Fuck he was going in deep. Stranger 2: Oh yeah I can't help myself. He was getting off to the sight of my spit roast. Stranger 2: Move aside real fast. I have some more lube for you. The first guy didn’t pull all the way out, but the second one came up behind me too. Stranger 2: Aw here you go! I felt a spray on my ass as he ejaculated onto the other cock. With that, the cock inside me pushed back in deep. Stranger 1: Aw fuck that’s hot. He started pumping me faster and harder, getting off to using the other guy’s cum as lube. It went in easier, but I felt like a dirtier whore than they already made me. Stranger 1: Got me so fucking horny now. I was grunting with each thrust, unable to say anymore because of the large cock in my mouth. The two of them were just having their way, having their fun. The second guy walked over to the cop and put that bottle up to his nose. Then he started sucking the cop’s cock while he was still passed out. Seemed to get them both hard. Stranger 1: Boy that is one sweet ass. I need you to tell me you like it. He took it out of my mouth so I could say something. Derek: I-I don’t though. Pushed it back into the back of my throat and took it out. Derek: No! He smacked my ass as he started to pump me wildly. Stranger 1: You have to. Derek: No-no no! The guy in front of me grabbed my face and spit in my mouth. Stranger 3: You’re our little slut now. You have to. He spit again and opened my mouth wider with his cock. Stranger 1: Oh yeah you do. He started taking his cock all the way out and slamming it back into me. It caused me to make noises I didn’t know I could make. Stranger 1: See, your tight little ass loves it. Opens right up for me now. I don’t care how you really feel. Say it to me. Say it till you mean it. And he started smacking my ass harder than before. Stranger 1: Or the pain will keep getting worse. Derek: Ff-fuu, no! Smack. Stranger 1: Yes. I couldn’t see my ass, but I imagined welts forming. I had to. I whispered. Derek: I-I like it. Another smack. Stranger 1: Huh? What’d you say? Derek: I like it! Stranger 2: What about me? What is it you want from me? I glared at him while his cock was still thrusting my mouth. Derek: I-I want more. He took it out and smacked my face with it. Stranger 2: More of this? Derek: Y-yeah! I want more of that. Stranger 2: Beg me to finish. He smacked me with it again and started stroking it. The stranger fucking me grabbed my ass and started pulling my cheeks apart as he spit on it again and kept fucking me. Derek: Pl-please! Stranger 2: Oh please what? Derek: Please just finish this. Stranger 2: Is that really what you want? Derek: Yes! I want this over! Stranger 2: No, not over. What is it you really need? I hated using dirty words more than anything. Derek: I want you to finish off in me. Stranger 2: Fuck what do you want me to put in you? I had to relent. Derek: I want you to cum in my mouth. Stranger 1: What about me? Where do I get to? I hadn’t even thought about him not using a condom until now. I started to panic to myself, but I had to keep going before they kept hurting me. Derek: I want your cum too! Stranger 1: Fuck yeah you do ya little pastor faggot. You need it? You need to bounce that nice ass off my cock till I bust? Derek: I do! I need you both to cum inside me. That was the last thing they made me say before the cock went back in my mouth and they both finished.

Hi guys, this is my first time writing one of these so excuse me if I don't give enough detail or too much lol. I'm holding a hotel cumdump party later today, and I have just over 50 guys signed up and expecting other guys to show up, so I wanted to prepare my hole for the pounding it was gonna take by going to the bathhouse. The parking lot wasn't terribly empty, but it gave me the impression it was gonna be a chill night. Boy was I wrong. I went to put my stuff in my locker, went to bathroom and then I nmidiately started walking around looking, most of it was kind of a popper blur, so I will mention what I remember. First 2 dicks were in the Gloryhole area, started sucking a guy off thru Gloryhole and then I turned around and put my ass up against the hole(white mid20s-early30s, nice big dick,around 8-9), he fucked me for a good while before he came over to my booth and fucked me some more, but not sure he came. Second guy did cum(Latin muscular, short mid to late 30s uncut, I would say around 7-7.5, but thick), fucked me in the same booth the first guy was in initially who halfway through, joins us in the booth next to us. Things turned into me switching back and forth between getting fucked by both guys, second guy cums, still not sure first one did. Next couple loads come from this guy I was talking on a4a(white, mid to late 40s nice big thick one,9-10), we were gonna meet earlier, but since we both planned to go to the bathhouse, we just met there. He saw me walking by, held his room door open and I went in. Got in doggy on his bed and he went to town. He fucked me so good, the slight pain I felt at the beginning had turned into pure pleasure with the help of poppers. I just sat there and took all the pounding he could give me. At the end, he told me he came a couple times. After that I walked around for a bit, found a guy with a nice dick but he didn't know how to fuck so I left not too long after. After that I went to this other guys room,( big black guy 40-50 around 7-7.5 but super thick). He fucked me for a while but it got a little painful so we took a break. Sometimes I find that if a dick is big and thick, it's easier to take than thick but on the smaller side length wise. I walked to the wet sauna, looking to chill and relax, and I got a good 5 minutes of that til I saw the first guy that fucked me, started sucking him off when another guy joined. Started sucking the other guy off and the first guy got behind me and started fucking me. It wasn't long for a crowd to form around us and as soon as he stopped fucking me and came back around to get sucked, another guy got behind me and started fucking me. It must've been a combination of the heat, the steam, the sweat, the exciment and poppers; but I just remember guy after guy fucking me. Only looked back a couple times and I couldn't see because of the steam. It must've been around 8 guys taking turns. I know 4 guys came for sure, including the first and second guys from the gloryholes, because they were vocal about it, but not sure about the other ones. After that I needed to cool off so I went to the pool for a bit, hole all cummy by now. Walked back inside and walked around for a bit before a hot muscular guy, 35-40( black thick and juicy 10 inches) started rubbing his dick through his towel, signaled me to follow him to the Gloryhole area, we got in a booth, sucked him hard and then he pounded away for a good bit. Not sure if he came, but he sure dug out a lot of cum because right after him, I went into another booth with another guy that started to rim me and came up and asked me "how much cum is in there?, because that's definitely not lube lol". I just laughed, he asked me to go to his room, he fucked me for a bit, but then told me that he had been smoking and wasn't ready to cum. Proud of myself because I was able to turn down the offer(nothing wrong if you do it responsibly, but I'm much better off without T in my life, next month it'll be a year clean) was never an addict, but it did get to a point where I would only have sex if i could get high, and it had to be guaranteed multiple partners. Don't like it other than for sex, but glad I left it behind. Sorry, back to story. After that a hot, late 30s Latin guy started following me and asked me to go to his room, he started to put a condom on so I said no, thank you and was ready to walk when he takes it off and starts rubbing his dick against my hole. Was pretty sloppy by then so it didn't take much for his dick to go in and he went in deep, around 8-9 inches. He fucked me good for a bit but then he would stop for a bit to not cum and then continue. After a little he pulled out and said he didn't want to cum, but as soon as I arched my back as shook my ass a little he came handless. Wish he came in me but then he started fucking me again, and maybe after 30 seconds he pulled out and came again. He pulled out half way thru his orgasm so I got just a little bit of his load. Left and went to my locker to check on my phone, found this Brazilian guy, who made me follow him to a Gloryhole booth and fucked me for a while. He had a nice 8 inches, but it felt so much bigger and it got really thick towards the base. He gave me 2 loads there. After that I headed to the wet sauna, and found this tall skinny black guy with huge dick, he fucked me for a bit but then we parted. I was pretty exhausted by then, had a long day, so I called it a night after that. Pretty good night for a Thursday night.

If you've followed many of my stories, you know that I love servicing and getting off Str8 guys. One of the ways I get str8 men dick is to offer free massages on Craigslist. The vast majority of guys that reply tend to be closeted married men or str8 guys that are just hoping for a free handjob at the end of a massage. I placed a Craigslist ad early this morning. I got a ton of replies, but settled on one guy that had sent a really hot pic of his chest. He said his wife was out of town and he was free to host. We settled on a time and he gave me his address. I arrived at his home right at 3pm. He met me at the door wearing his bathrobe. He was just as I had imagined. Late 40's, 6 feet tall, 200 muscled pounds. Over all, a very handsome man. He welcomed me in and shook my hand as we exchanged names. He led me to the master bedroom. As I turned to remove my clothes, he had removed his robe and was lying face down on top of his king sized bed. I took my bottle of massage oil and climbed up beside him on the bed. I poured some oil on his back and down his butt and thighs. Then began my massage. He was quite tense, but within a few minutes, I could feel his body and muscles relax as he began to enjoy the massage. I couldn't wait to get my hands on his beautiful ass. I slowly worked my way down there, Massaging his butt cheeks, then down his thighs. Finally working my way into his inner thighs. I occasionally would brush a finger across his balls. I closely watched to see if there was a reaction, either way. He was playing it very cool and not making any statement that I was going too far. But he wasn't giving a sigh of pleasure, either. I worked up and down his legs, coming back up to massage his inner thighs and ass again. This time I went deep into his ass and rubbed my fingers over his asshole. Still no reaction, but he wasn't telling me to stop. Finally I slid my hand down to his balls, I gently rubbed his balls as my face went to his ass. And I licked his asshole. No moans of pleasure, but no protestation, either. I spread his ass cheeks and really went to work on his hole, with my tongue. I finally got a moan of pleasure from him. I reached underneath him and felt his hard cock underneath him. After a few minutes of ass eating, I hopped off the bed. Asked him to roll over as I grabbed my bottle of poppers. I took a couple of deep breaths of poppers as he rolled over. His 6.5" cut cock was standing straight up as he adjusted himself on his back. I climbed back onto the bed, on his side and poured oil all over his chest, upper thighs and cock. Then went to work on his chest. Flicking his nipples as I massaged his chest. Then worked around his cock and upper thighs. Being sure to brush against his rock hard cock as I worked around it. Finally I took hold of his cock. Stroked it for a few minutes. Then lowered my lips to it and took his cock into my mouth. I reached up and tweaked his nipples as my mouth worked on his cock. After about 5 minutes of some of my best cocksucking, I finally asked him if he wanted to fuck me? There was silence. Oh, no.........Had I gone too far? After a pause, he finally said. "Yeah. I'll fuck you". "Get behind me", I said. As he climbed off the bed, I got on my knees at the edge of the bed. He stood behind me. I spit on my fingers and smeared my asshole with my spit. I was getting ready to spit another finger full to lube me up. But before I could do it, he started to press up into me. He pushed hard and slid up into me. I quickly grabbed my poppers and poppered up for what I was hoping would be a hot fuck. A hot fuck is exactly what he gave me. He really rammed into me. Slamming his dick into me. Slapping against me as he fucked me hard and deep. His cock had a nice downward curve to it. It was just hitting my prostate as he was fully in me. It felt awesome. He fucked me about 6 or 7 minutes before he let out a low growl and finally emptied his balls in my ass. He held his cock deep inside me as cum filled my ass. Then, he did something awesome. He'd begin to pull out, then stop, holding his cock part way in me, then slam it back into me. He hold it in me, then slowly begin to pull it out. Before he'd pull out completely, he'd stop and hold it there. I'd squeeze my ass on his cock. Then he'd slam it back into me. It felt incredible. It was making my body shake in orgasm each time he'd do it. This went on for several minutes, before he finally pulled all the way out. Then in typical str8 man fashion, he immediately put his robe on and was waiting for me to dress and get the hell out. I dressed as quickly as I could, as he stood silently beside the bed. As I turned to walk out of the bedroom, I said, "I hope that was OK for you?" "Yeah, It felt great. Thanks", he finally said. We silently walked down his hallway, into the living room and to his front door. "Thanks", I said. "Thank you", he said. "Keep in touch. I wouldn't mind another massage, sometime". With that, I walked out into the sun and drove off. My ass filled with his married seed.

LOL. It's FUN being a whore. I like going lower and lower -- more anonymous, more public, more risky... older, fatter, dirtier men... more and more and more men -- each time. No bathhouses where I am -- just adult bookstores. But I make the most of them, backing up on gloryholes and licking cum off video screens. I don't see how I can go any lower.

The next morning Steve woke me up by sliding his cock in my ass and pounding away with my face in the pillow until he came in my ass. The sound of his parents milling around the house only made it that much hotter. I shot my load as I jerked off. We showered and went downstairs for breakfast. Steve told his parents we were going downtown and then to the mall. He said we would try to meet up with some of his friends and we wouldn't be back until after dinner. I was thinking, wtf are we doing today? Ha. Steve said to dress kinda slutty so I put on my jockstrap, a tight shirt, and jeans. Steve was in shorts and a tank. Steve said, Dude it's July wear some shorts and I told him I didn't have sexy shorts. Steve gave me one of his to try on. He was not my size, so the were kinda tight. I was almost too embarrassed to wear them. Steve said I looked sexy. I blushed. We drove downtown and Steve said we were going to a used bookstore. Images of a public sex place filled my head. We parked and walked down this street and to my surprise it was an actual used book store. We went inside and I geeked out a bit. I like book stores and used ones are pretty awesome because they are cheap and it is like a treasure hunt. We looked around for awhile and then Steve grabbed my ass and said look over there. I saw an area near where the owner stood, just across the aisle from him actually, that looked like it was all magazines. Steve said, see that black dude, he is looking at the porn mags. I thought - porn mags - do those still exist....like hello internet. But, whatever. Steve said, lets go over by him. We went over and stood by the magazines and the guy was flipping through a straight magazine - tits everywhere. I was nervous. Steve picked up a gay porn magazine and we looked at pictures of the guys together. The black guy, mid 40s, bulky muscular, and big looked over at us and smiled. He leaned in to pick up a gay magazine from one of the boxes and he whispered, "You fags looking for fun." Steve said, "Hell yes." The guy asked if we had a place to go and we said no. He said we could go to his place but it had to be quick. I couldn't believe it when we all left together. That was so quick. I could never have figured that out without Steve. We got outside and the black guy told us his name was Lou. We introduced ourselves and walked three blocks down the street and turned into what looked like a new housing project. Like maybe built in the 90s. We went inside and Lou said, "We gotta be quick. This is my moms place and she is at the senior center." He pushed his shorts down and out flopped a heavy and big cock. I dropped to my knees in front of him and started to lick and suck his cock. As his cock grew, it stretched my mouth wider. Man, this was a fat cock. I kept sucking and Lou put his hands behind my head and started to deep throat me some. I gagged some and thought I might throw up once, but he worked his cock further into my mouth and throat. My eyes were watering. I felt Steve behind me pulling my shorts down my thighs and he was rubbing my hole with his cock. I felt him try to push in but he was too dry and it hurt. I stopped sucking Lou and said, "Steve that hurts." Lou said, "Damn youngin, don't you know you gotta lick it before you stick it." Lou laughed and then we all laughed and Lou said, here use this. He gave Steve some vaseline that was sitting near his mom's chair. (knitting needles, tissues, vaseline, bengay, some pills, etc) It had to be her chair. Steve fingered some vaseline in my ass and rubbed some on his cock. He slid into me more easily and I went back to sucking Lou's cock. Steve fucked me hard. I was groaning around Lou's cock. Lou grabbed my head again and took over. He used my mouth and throat and Steve used my ass. Everything hurt, but it all hurt in a good way. I heard Lou ask Steve, "You close man? I'm gonna give this bitch my load soon." Steve said, "Fcuk yeah, me too!" I didn't have to wait long before Steve busted his load in my ass and Lou blew in my mouth. I swallowed as much of Lou's load as I could and the rest dribbled out when Lou slid his cock from my mouth. Lou kissed me. He licked the cum off my lips and said I was a sweet boy. I pulled up my shorts in the back as Steve got dressed. Lou asked us if we wanted to meet him at a bathhouse later that evening. Steve said yes. I looked shocked and a bit scared. Lou put his arm around my shoulders and said, "It's okay sweet boy. I won't let anything bad happen to you." I smiled at Lou and he said he would walk us back out of the housing complex and to the car. Steve and I went and had lunch, saw the State Capitol, hit Lark Street (supposedly a gay area), and then drove out to the mall. We hung out at the mall, saw a movie, grabbed food and then hung around the mall for about an hour. Steve said, we need to stop at CVS before we go to the bathhouse so we left and we got some water bottle enemas (the small ones) and some Magnum condoms. Steve got condoms some for himself (not Magnums) and said, "These aren't for you. You feel too good taking it raw. I want these for the bathhouse." I blushed. We drove to the bathhouse in Troy. I was really nervous. We went in and went through the ritual of first time visitors, a review of the rules, etc. We got a room to share. The guy asked if we were boyfriends and we said no, he said "Have fun and play safe. Everyone in there likes young guys like you. The first thing we did was go get undressed and Steve helped me douche. I insisted on using 3 of the 4 water douches we bought. I even refilled two of them with warm water just in case. I was really anxious about not being clean enough, but I think I was just channeling how anxious I was about being in a bathhouse at all. I knew about them sure, but just 3 months ago I had only had sex with 1 guy - Eli. Just one guy and now I was in a bathhouse. We walked around and I saw groups of guys and guys standing. Some guys grabbed for us and touched us, but it seemed okay enough. Then I saw Lou. He smiled his big smiled and came over and kissed me. He asked how I was doing and I told him I was nervous. He said, "Sweet boy will my cock calm you down?" I laughed and so did he. We went to the room and I dropped my towel immediately. Steve asked Lou what end he wanted and Lou said, I want to try his ass. Lou asked if I was cool with that and I said he would be the biggest cock I ever took. Lou said he'd take good care of me. Lou was true to his word. Steve took out the Magnums we bought and I said, "Because I wanted you to fuck me tonight Lou." Lou bent me over and immediately stuck his tongue in my ass. He stopped and said, "Sweet Boy cleaned himself out, huh?" I said yes and Lou dove back in and ate my ass for a long time. He would stop and finger me and say I have a great ass. I was sucking Steve's cock this whole time and eating his ass some. Steve was saving up for what he called a HUGE load for me. Lou kept eating and fingering my ass for at least an hour. He said that he loved eating ass. My cock would bounce every time he drove his tongue up my ass hard. God damn! That tongue felt so good. Lou then started to use lube to finger me. It was a black bottle and he said it is his favorite. I was sucking on Steve and kept feeling pressure on my ass. Next thing I know, Steve is saying "Fuck man, you have 4 fingers in his ass." Then he said a bit more timidly and in a breathier voice, "Are you going to fist him?" Lou said, "No way man. I'm not trying to ruin his ass. Just opening him up." Lou kept fingering and twisting his fingers in my ass. Steve was just sitting back and stroking his cock watching us. Lou had me get on the bed on all fours facing the wall. Steve was at the head of the bed stroking. Lou was now rubbing his big cock in my ass crack and dropping more lube in my crack and fingering more into my ass. Lou aimed his cock at my hole and slid in a bit. I winced, but I was ready. Damn that was a big cock. Steve said, "Wait man. You need to use a rubber." I said, "Yeah Lou, please put one on." Lou kissed my neck and slid his cock from my ass and said, "Sure sweet boy." I looked at Steve and mouthed "Thank you" Steve nodded at me. Lou put the Magnum on and rubbed lube on it. He jerked his cock some and said, "Usually rubbers make me go soft but you have the finest ass I've seen in a long time. I don't think I've ever been this hard wearing a condom." I winced as he slid inside me. Fuck this hurt way more than before. OMG! It hurt. It burned and I was not ready for it. I grunted and winced. Lou said, breathe baby and relax. He kissed me on my back and neck and rubbed some lube on my cock. Damn this was good lube. I started to relax and then I realized. OMG! I lost my virginity again. This is the first condom that's ever been in my ass. I thought back to Eli and the other guys. No one had used condoms, not even Steve. This was the first condom covered cock I'd ever taken. I was so proud of myself for being a good boy. But then Lou moved again and the pain was back. Fuck! Eventually Lou and I got into a rhythm and he started to fuck me. I was taking it better. I was moaning now. I was stroking my slick cock and Lou was steadily fucking me. Then he pulled out and dropped his whole cock back inside my ass all the way to his balls. Holy crap that burned. It was too much. I winced and said it hurt. Lou said, "Time for more lube." Lou took out his cock and lubed it again and then lubed my ass more and put some on my cock. I groaned when he slid back inside me slowly. Lou then pulled out and rammed back in again, over and over. Each time it burned more from the friction of the dry condom. I realized that unlike the cocks I'd taken bareback, condoms always needed more lube or it hurt. At least with big cocks like Lou's. Fuck it hurt and burned but he was also hitting places in me that felt really good. I mean really good. Lou said, "Have you ever used poppers?" I said no. Steve said yes. He told Steve to get some from his locker and Steve went off as Lou was fucking me. Steve left the door open when he left and by the time he got back there was a small crowd watching my 18 year old ass get plowed by a 40-something year old black man with a huge cock. I was moaning and blushing at the same time. I heard the guys mumbling and I knew it was about us. Lou kept fucking away at my ass. Steve closed the door and I heard at least one guy say, "Please don't close the door." Steve opened the poppers and took a long hit as he got back on the bed. Lou and Steve showed me how to take a bit as Lou was pounding my ass. In a few minutes, I was high. Things were blurry and I was loving the cock. Lou went back to taking his cock out, adding lube, and ramming it back in my ass. He stopped adding lube as I totally loosened up with the popper high. It still hurt and burned some now that he wasn't using more lube. Lou kept pulling out and ramming back in my ass. I was reaching for Steve's cock now and really wanted to suck him as I got fucked. I licked the head and balls on his cock, but Lou pulled me back on his cock instead. He had me balls deep and he pulled my frame up to kiss him. Lou kissed me with his cock in my ass. He pushed me down on the bed and took his cock out and rammed in again and then again and again. Steve had me do more poppers and Lou's cock felt really really good now. Lou was fucking me with long strokes, but no longer pulling all the way out. He was moaning now. He asked how I liked his cock. I said it feels so good inside me. Lou was really fucking me now and I had to lay flat on the bed ass up to hold my balance. He said, "Does my cock feel better now?" I said "Fuck yeah it does. It feels great. There's no burning and it doesn't hurt." Lou kept fucking me and fucking me. I was totally high and loving his cock. Lou said he was getting close to cumming. For the first time I realized, wow I won't be getting his load. He's wearing a condom. I felt safe and in control and happy that I was finally using condoms. He asked me where I wanted it and as he said it I felt his massive cock jerk and explode inside me. I felt very wet. Fuck that was so hot. I almost came from feeling him cum. Lou rested on my back and, after a few minutes, he pulled out. Lou said, "Aw Fuck Sweet boy, the condom broke while I was fucking you." I didn't think they could break. Shit I never thought of that. Lou said he must've been fucking me too hard. I looked and the condom was ripped and literally all the way at the base of his dick. I was so high and well fucked that all I said was, "No wonder it started to feel so good near the end." Lou smiled at me and said, "It always feels better bareback" I shrugged my shoulders as I felt his load leaking out of my ass. Steve said, "You are such a slut." Steve smiled at me, lifted my legs and asked if I wanted his cock. I laid back, spread my legs wider, and said I was. Steve fucked me hard. He said I was really loose and so wet. It didn't take Steve long before he came inside me with a roar. Lou watched and jerked his soft cock watching Steve fuck me. After Steve came we all went to shower. After I was done, I went back to the room and grabbed the poppers and then looked around for Steve and Lou. I took a long hit. I got a bit lost and wound up in a room with holes in the walls. I saw some other guys around and I looked through one of the holes. I saw a guy stroking his cock, but not much more of him. He slid his cock through the hole and said, "suck it." And, I did. I sucked and sucked. When my jaw got tired I took another hit of poppers. The guy came in my mouth and I swallowed. He said, "Thanks kid." Then another cock popped through. This one was darker, but not black, and I sucked on his cock too. He asked me to stand up and turn around so he could feel my hot ass. I did and he felt my used ass. He asked if I had been fucked that night. I said yes and I took another hit of the poppers. I felt his cock on my ass and the guy asked, "Is that cum I feel in your ass?" I said yes. He asked if I had any condoms. I said not with me but in my room. He popped his cock in my ass. He said, "Let's fuck here for awhile and then we can go to your room and get the condoms." I said sure and I felt his cock slide all the way inside. I said, "You can bareback me for a few minutes. Then we can get the condoms." The dude fucked me hard and fast. I had to put my hands on the floor to steady myself. Wow the cock felt good. The guy was speeding up and said, "I'm close. Do you want to go to your room?" I didn't know what I wanted. I knew we should go get the condoms but I didn't really care that much. His cock felt so good. The guy said it louder, "I'm going to cum. Do you want my load?" I heard myself say, "Cum in my ass man." And this dude I had never seen came deep in my ass. I felt him pull out of my ass and then I felt another cock slide inside me. This guy said, "Sweet ass man." I took another hit of poppers and the guy fucked me fast and quick and said, "I'm cumming in your ass." After he slid out of me, I stood up and stumbled some. I leaned against the wall, cum leaking out of my ass. I found my way back to the showers where I saw Lou shoving his cock in another twink. The twink was taking it raw. I got hard and then Steve found me. He got on his knees and sucked me off. I came in his mouth watching Lou cum in the twink's ass. Steve and I got dressed and left. He asked where I went and I told him about the room with the holes. He said, "The glory hole room. You are a total slut." He kissed me and we went back to his parent's house and passed out.

sorry for the delay. wrote a longer section to make up for it. As always, let me know if you want more. Also, feel free to make any suggestions for Joey to experience Part 6 “If I see you waste a drop of my load, I’m gonna make you regret it.” What the hell have I gotten myself into? I just got fucked. No not fucked, I just got raped. Some faggot trucker just raped my ass and turned it into a pussy. And he shot his load in me. Oh god, he fucking shot a load of HIV cum in me. I looked at him, still with tears on my face, as he pulled his cock out of me. In fear of what would happen, I tried as hard as I could to tighten my hole, but I felt his cum run down my leg. “You sloppy little cunt, I told you to not waste my cum.” Before I could react or try and turn away, a hard slap struck my face, hitting both my nose and left eye. I screamed out as it felt like my nose was broken, but again, there was little noise. I felt his reach down to my spread ass and rub my hole. “Good boy, you’re tight still. You’re next fuck is gonna like that. You, not so much since, well, if you thought I was rough, he’s much, um, worse,” and he smiled as he said it. “Now, I’m going to take the gag out for a second, but if you scream or yell, your balls get more than what I gave your nose. You’re gonna have fun explaining to all the guys how your nose got so swollen. Remember, not a sound.” He reached up and loosened the strap on the gag enough so the ball could drop out. “Now, baby, be honest. You loved me fucking that hot little cunt of yours right? Loved giving me your cherry and taking my toxic cum up your hole.” He smiled an evil smirk, and waited for my answer. “No.” I could barely make the word come out. “Aww, Joey, that hurts my feelings,” again, with the smirk. “I did this all for you and all you are is an ungrateful little queer who won’t thank his Daddy for knocking him up and giving him his first taste of being a pussy.” “I, I didn’t want this. I didn’t.” I felt his hand reach further between my legs, and graze my balls, causing me to jerk in fear. He continued to my cock. “If you didn’t want this, then why is your cock so fucking hard?” I only now realized that he was telling the truth; my cock was hard. “Oh, now I see why you are such a hot cunt; that tiny little cock, even as hard as it is? And, aww yeah, you’re dripping like a horny little bitch.” He pulled his hand back and lifted it to my face. I could see his finger tips were wet, and I knew what it was. “I…” As soon as my mouth opened, the fingers were shoved in. “Lick it off bitch, taste your cum.” I tried to pull away, and then I tried to bite his fingers. “Well, it seems like you want a beating in addition to your fucking. I love rough punks like you.” He pulled his fingers out, grabbed my hair and yanked my head back as hard as he could. His other hand went to my asshole again and two fingers were shoved deep. “Now you are going to open your mouth and leave it open. Understood?” I refused to do it and stayed silent. My head was pulled back further. “Open your faggot mouth boy. Or the next injury to your face is a permanent change to your nose.” For a second, I thought about fighting. I slowly gave up, and opened my mouth. “Good boy.” The fingers were pulled from my ass and appeared in front of my face. “Tongue.” One word, a simple order. I stuck my tongue out and he placed his fingers on it. “Taste your pussy, punk. Taste my cum that you took up your cunt. Taste it.” I licked the fingers and closed my lips around them. “I didn’t tell you to do that prag. But suck them clean.” I took his fingers all the way to the webbing, so disgusted with myself for liking the taste, knowing the cum was just in my ass and was possibly going to kill me. “Open.” I opened my mouth and he pulled his fingers out. “Did you enjoy that taste boy?” “N…yes.” “Good little faggot, loves ass cum.” “Now, I know you thought you’d be done after me. But, I have a surprise for you.” “Please, let me go. I don’t want any more.” “Bitch, this isn’t about what you want. It never was, and it never will be. Open your mouth, time for your gag to go back in.” “Please don’t do…” the red ball was shoved back in. The straps were tightened. Blackness came over me again as the blindfold was lowered again and also tightened. “He’s ready for Round 2.”

the rest stop is real, everything else is... I’m a senior in college, play baseball and am deeply closeted. For a few years, I’ve stopped at a rest stop near the airport for some under the stall fun, knowing I’m far away from anyone who’ll recognize me. On a few occasions, I’ve even gone to a truck with a trucker to suck him off in privacy. I’ve never gone further then sucking, even when some of the truckers have wanted my ass. Some have even offered me money, but I’ve been too scared. One Sunday afternoon, I was fooling around on a cruising/hook-up app when a message popped up. I looked at the picture and the guy had no face pic, but the body picture was nice. I opened the message and was kind of shocked by what it said. “That was a really hot blow job you gave me a couple nights ago.” I looked and reread the message again, shocked that a message this direct and revealing was coming to me. I responded back, “Think you got me mixed up with someone else.” Few minutes went by with no response, and I was thinking the guy had been too ashamed to respond. Finally, just as I had put the message aside, I got another notice of a message, from the same guy. Thinking it’d be a simple, “My bad” response I opened the message. The words in the message chilled me to the bone. “No, you stupid punk. You sucked my cock, in my truck at the rest stop on I-5, near the airport. We started under the stall, you in the middle one, me in the handicap stall.” I again read and reread the message, thinking to myself that I had sucked a guy off in his truck the other night, and it had started in the restroom. I had never had a public/anonymous hook-up find me online. I tried to play it off and replied back that he might have mistaken me for someone else. Few minutes later, another reply. “No boy, it was you. Gray sweater, Cal Bear logo front, hoody. Jeans and green running shoes. We went to my truck where you sucked my cock. You begged me to let you swallow my load. When I touched your ass, you shoved my hand away and said you don’t get fucked. Sound familiar yet? Or do you need to see your lips wrapped around my cock?” The fear jumped from a six to about 12 when he described exactly what had happened, down to the color of my shoes. What terrified me most was that he implied there was a picture of me sucking him. I responded back, “What the hell is going on?” Ten minutes of silence and I was in a panic. Finally he responded, “What’s going on is I want a piece of that hot boy ass you got or the video of you sucking me, begging for my load and swallowing it like it was the last drink you’d ever get accidentally pops on Xtube.” Immediately after the message came an image alert. I accepted the picture and I see my face, very clearly, with my lips wrapped around the cock. A second file comes through, this one of an audio file. My stomach turns to rock as I hear myself begging, “Give me your load. Let me swallow it.” I’m almost in tears, terrified of what this means. I respond back, “What do you want?” He replies, “I told you I want that ass of yours. I want those tight ass lips stretched around my cock. It’s your choice boy, your ass is mine either way.” I looked at his response and tried to figure out what I could do. After realizing there was no way out, I responded back. “When?” The response was immediate, like he knew he had me. “You’ll be at the rest stop tonight, 9:30 sharp. Wear a jockstrap. Go in the handicap stall. There will be a bag with a couple of items and instructions. Follow the instructions and wait for the next step. Remember, if you’re not there at 9:30, the video goes to Xtube and maybe your coach will get a copy of it also?" End part 1. let me know if you want part 2.

He smiled “that is most good my little blond angel, now up the stairs you go”, patting my bottom as I began to walk up the stairs him following, at the top of the stairs he steered me across the landing into a room that was a stark difference to the shop below, it was opulent with leather chaise longues, chandeliers, furs covering the floor and heavy silken drapes hanging all over the walls, in the centre of the room was a very large elaboratly unpolstered padded footstool / coffee table. As I looked arround in awe, I felt him push the bikini down over my thighs and they gathered at my feet as he kissed my shoulder “we do not need these any more”, I stepped out of them still looking arround me, my head was buzzing and I felt tingly all over, I felt cold metal being put arround my neck, it was tight, Khan turned me to a mirror and I saw I had a tight choker round my neck covered in sparkling jewels, he smiled at me in the reflection “this is the sign of your new purpose as concubine”. “on the ottoman and kneel my blond angel, Khan will teach you how you present your bottom to men”, I got on the ottoman on all fours, “now my sweet boy rest your chest down but stay on your knees”, just the movement of resting my chest on the ottoman made me spread my knees a little, “that’s a good boy now spread your knees wider apart “, I did as he said and I could feel a slight breeze on my hole as the position spread my buttocks apart revealing my hole to him, he clapped his hands “oh yes that’s perfect my angel, just perfect!”, he ran his hands over my large arse cheeks “no more sunbathing unless you wear a high factor sunscreen I want you white as snow” to reinforce that he slapped my bottom hard “understand!!”, whimpering from the sting I quickly nodded “Yes Master Khan”

I wanna be a toxic chem masters pet.

It sounds perfect to me. The last thing I would have wanted would have been for him to confess his undying love for me and his intention to leave his wife and children and make a life together with me. I love it when a man has inseminated me and can't wait for me to get the hell out.

Looking for a little fun, I did a search for the local gay bars. I picked one of three and stopped in to see what I could scare up. After nursing a beer at the bar for a while, a nice looking guy approached me and asked whether or not the stool beside me was taken. I told him I'd be happy to have someone to chat with. At first we talked about the weather and local happenings before he mentioned, "I haven't seen you here before." "Yeah, it's my first time here," I answered. Getting to the point, he asked, "Well, just what are you looking for?" "A few hot loads up the ass." "Well, I guess that sums it up pretty well." "I think so," I replied as I smiled and looked him directly in the eyes. "Got any to share?" "Any conditions?" he asked. "Yeah, bareback, and no sky high VL counts," I replied, adding "Due to 'circumstances' little while ago, I just bareback only poz cocks. Are you poz?" I asked. "Yes, I am." "On meds?" "No, not yet." "How long have you been poz?" "A couple of years now." "Do you know your load count?" "Well, it's not as low as a guy on meds, but it's not ragingly toxic anymore either." "You're exactly what I'm looking for. Not undetectable but not totally lethal either. Wanna fuck? My hole is cleaned out and it's eager to entertain charged up visitors." "Now?" "Yes, now." "How do you like it?" he asked. "Hard and rough, but you have the cock and I merely have the hole, so once you're inside me, you're the one in control if it." "It sounds as though you understand who's in charge during a fuck. Your place or mine?" "Do you live near here?" "Yes." "Your place then. Let's go and fuck!" We paid up and left the bar. I followed him to his place. It didn't take us long to get naked and down to business. After sucking his dick to get it nice and hard, he lubed it up and used his fingers to poke some lube into my hole. He wasn't huge at about 7-1/2" long, but he his cock was nicely thick at the root. I couldn't wait to feel him balls deep inside my hole. I got into the knee-chest position and felt him get behind me. I reached around to guide his cock to my hole. I had his cock head centered against my hole and he eased forward a bit, opening me slightly, to get firmly aimed for the entry. "Ready?" he asked. "Ram it in and be brutal! Have no mercy on my hole!" I hadn't been fucked in months and hadn't even played with my toys lately, just so I could enjoy the savage and ruthless entry of a nice, thick rod. Instantly he rammed his hard cock into me. I felt the agony of sharp, stabbing pain, just as I had hoped. My asshole silently screamed its pain into my body, and I relished the agony, hoping he had caused some fissures. With the next stroke, he drove into me balls deep, the agony in my hole continuing. I moaned, loving the abuse he was giving my hole, which seemed to spur him on because he continued to sharply pound my hole. Sadly, the pain began to subside. I really do love that searing pain of feeling as if my hole is being ripped open, the pleasure of my tight hole being stroked by his cock. Not that the ebbing pain wasn't pleasurable - in its own way. After a few minutes of pounding my hole I felt his strokes begin to slow, then become harder and ever more purposeful, pausing at the bottom of every entry. I knew he was ready to pump his charged load deep inside my colon. "Take my hot load deep up your ass!" he moaned. "Pump every dirty drop from your balls deep inside me," I answered. And, after a few more strokes, he collapsed on top of me. "Just stay deep inside me, plugging your load in me," I whispered. "Don't let one hot drop trickle out." Alas, after a while, his dick softened and slid out of me. We took a break, shared some wine, and chatted. We quickly agreed that at least one more loading of my hole was in order. After half an hour he asked, "Are you ready to take another load?" "Yeah! Fuck my hole with your toxic seed!" He was already at half mast, so lubing his cock immediately brought it to full mast. I laid on my back for this fuck, so I could see his eyes and kiss him as we coupled. He guided his cock to my hole and easily entered it. His eyes fixed on mine as he entered me. I saw the intent on his eyes, to give my hole a good workout as he gave me another load. Once again, he pounded away at it. Being our second fuck, he lasted a lot longer and steadily drilled me with long, strong strokes, finally discharging the contents of his balls deep inside me yet again. As he laid there, having just delivered his second charged load into me, as the last one was still soaking its way into my bloodstream, he asked "So, how long have you been poz?" "I'm not poz," I answered. Startled, he asked, "You're neg?!" "Yeah, as of my last test, six weeks ago. You're my first poz cock since then." "Oh my God! I thought you were poz! You said that 'due to circumstances,' you only bareback poz cocks!" "Yeah." "I thought you meant you had gotten pozzed." "I figured you might think that." "But...?" He was at a loss for words, giving me a puzzled look. "Something was missing. The thrill was gone. I've always barebacked, unless my top wanted a rubber, and I've always advertised for DDF tops, but taking raw loads got to be too ordinary. I wondered, 'What will it take to put the spark back into getting buttfucked?' and then it hit me, that I needed to start taking loads from poz guys. "The whole idea of letting a poz cock pump its load into me, the risk of getting pozzed, was intoxicating. I placed a CL ad looking for a poz top. One of the responders turned me on to breedingzone.com. Boy oh boy, did I ever learn a lot in a couple of weeks, but even so, I was even more committed to taking loads from poz guys. I don't want to get pozzed - I'm just looking for the thrill of taking a known hot load and then waiting it out to see whether or not I got knocked up. At first I thought I was a bug chaser, but since I don't want to get pregnant, I'm just what someone termed a 'load chaser.' Anyway, since I've always barebacked, sooner or later, I'm going to get pozzed, so why not have fun getting converted?" He laid there with his dick still inside me. I felt it begin to get hard again. Obviously, my candidness about hot loads got him turned on. He began to stroke in and out of me. "Are you ready for another hot load?" "Pound the hell out of my hole! Fuck it until its sore, raw and bleeding before you cum!" With that, he began to thrust harder and deeper. Being the third fuck of the evening, he really had to work at pounding another load out, but finally, he managed to do so. And sure enough, my hole got so sore and raw, it bled. His cock had tinges of my blood on it after he pulled out of me. Not a good sign for me about remaining neg. All the better for his toxic seed to seep into my bloodstream, in case it hadn't already soaked through my colon walls. The greater the risk, the greater the thrill! After he rolled off me he asked, "Well, what now?" "Well, normally, I wait before taking on another cock to see whether or not the fuck flu hits. If it doesn't, because you can get converted without it, I wait another month to get tested. Then, if the results are negative, I look for another hot load, but, just for tonight, if you don't mind having me around until dawn, do you have any poz friends who may be showing up tonight at the bar? Poz friends who like to fuck neg holes? In the meantime, I'll take some wine enemas and you can slut out my hole to any cock you can get to fuck it? I have an enema bag in my car." "Well," he replied, "as a matter of fact I do have some poz friends who love to load up neg holes. I'll get some wine for you, but forget going to your car for your bag. You can use mine. Let me get your first wine enema into you, then I'll call a few friends and post an ad on CL. Let's see just how many poz loads we can get up your ass tonight!" TBC

They grabbed me and the easiest clothes for me to put on and dragged me through my house til we were gone. When we got outside they were threatening me about making noises. I believed them when they said they'd hurt me. They'd already done so much. We walked for a few minutes and they threw me into their car. Stranger 2: Mm boy this is so hot. Where are we gonna head? Stranger 1: Back to my cabin. It's nice and secluded. Finish up our fun there. Stranger 3: Damn, I was about to get off to this boy's sweet mouth. Stranger 2: Fuck it's good. Stranger 3: Shut the hell up. I'll sit in the back with him. Stranger 1: Sure, just keep the bag on alright? Stranger 3: Of course. The car started and we left. They played some music and everything seemed so normal. The guy in the back with me pulled my shorts down again and started fingering me. He leaned to my ear and whispered to me. Stranger 3: No way I can last this drive. Get ready for another one little bitch. Don't make noises. He unzipped again while the two in front had the music playing loud. He positioned me so my face was near his crotch and starting rubbing me. He only lifted the bag over my mouth so I was still in the dark. Stranger 3: Come on, go down on it. I was praying anything would happen to prevent him from keeping up with this. Stranger 3: Blow me like you did my friend. He grabbed my head and pulled it towards him. I was as hesitant as I could be but that didn't change anything. He pulled me down slowly enough for me not to choke, but fast enough that I felt his pelvis against my nose. He was smaller than the first dick but it didn't make it any easier on me. He grabbed my hair and started jacking himself off. Stranger 3: He was so fucking right. Sweet little mouth of yours boy. Mm A few minutes must have passed until he started to groan and squirm. He picked up the pace with my mouth. I was still praying this would all end. The music volume lowered. Stranger 1: Fuck we have company. I couldn't make anything out over the music still, but I had my hopes. Stranger 2: Damn. I tried to think about how grateful I was, but I was still being used. Stranger 3: It's too late for me to stop, so-- fucking-- close. He erupted in my mouth and I felt more full than the first time. He didn't pull out though. Stranger 3: Swallow it whore. Can't have you looking messy for our new friend. He pulled my briefs back up while his dick was still in my mouth. Stranger 3: Good boy, clean up after yourself. What are we gonna do bout all this? Stranger 1: Well you know how I like uniforms. I heard ruffling up in the front and I heard the car doors open and close. Then I heard some bangs which I thought sounded like gunshots. The guy in the back stayed with me and all I could do was sit there and wait. Stranger 3: Fuck yeah, looks like more company. The door they threw me in opened and another guy was thrown on top of me. He was groaning but I couldn't see or use my hands to feel him. The front doors opened and shut again. And we started to drive. After that it was quiet, except for the music they turned back up. Seemed like another half hour passed before the car stopped. They took off my blindfold and I caught my first glimpse at the new guy in the car, a cop. He was passed out but alive. He looked hurt but peaceful and unaware of what was going on. Then I looked around but saw nothing but trees. Stranger 1: We're back. Let's haul these two out and get ready for our fun.

[PART 2] After our break he let himself fall backwards into the sling i had put up. I fastened his ankle-restraints gave him the poppers bottle. I told him that i was going to lube his hole using a big syringe with a tube connected to the end which i put inside his ass. 'It's going to burn a bit, but this is normal. Just give it a few minutes and you will be relaxed' i told him. He didn't know that i laced the lube with Tina. He moaned while filling up his ass with the 'T' lube. When pulling out the tube i told him to relax and let the lube do it's magical work. After a few minutes i could see that the Tina was taking over. He asked me what was happening to him, so i answered by telling him that i mixed the lube with one of the hottest drug ever made. He registered what i was saying, but he was enjoying it too much to care. I started fingering his asshole and could feel it opening up wide. Before i knew it i had 4 fingers inside. ‘Please, fuck me already. I want your cock deep in me/‘ he begged. I answered him by telling that i will only fuck him if i may blow my load deep inside him. ‘I want to fill you up and breed you’ i said. I knew that nobody can resist the urges when they have ’T’ running through their bloodstream. So when he said that he wanted me to breed him, i was not surprised. I put the head of my fat cock at his sphincter and rammed my hard dick deep inside him. He screamed, but after a 10 seconds the pain changed into pure pleasure. His body started to relax and that was my cue to start fucking him. i was making long strokes and with every stroke i picked up the pace. My cock started to ooze pre-cum and every time when i felt that i had to cum i stopped fucking. It was hard to fight against the cum coming out, Sometimes i could feel some cum slipping through. When the feeling subsided i resumes piston fucking his ass. With all the pre-cum and cum his ass started to foam. After 25 minutes of fucking and hearing him moaning louder, i knew that he was ready to receive my gift. ‘I want you to put your hands on my chest and start twist my nipples’ i ordered him. When someone plays with my body produces more sperm and let me cum harder and longer. While he was playing with my nipples i intensified my stroke, so i was fucking him as hard as i can. ‘I want you to beg. I want to hear that you want my DNA mixed with yours’ i said to him. ‘Please! Please! Give me your cum. I want to feel it deep in my ass. Breed me. I want to feel it oozing out my ass after your done.’ he replied. i can feel the pressure in my body growing until i can’t keep it in. With a roar i push my dick deep inside him and my seed start filling him with something that seemed like non-stop stream of cum. His body started to twitch and i heard him saying that he could feel my cum flowing deep in his ass. ‘Yeah! i not only bred your ass, i also pozzed your ass.’ i said with a big smile. You could see him think about what i said, but within seconds Tina took over and made him say ‘My pozzed ass is yours!’. While pulling my cock out of his cum dripping ass the doorbell rang. I had know clue who that could be, so i put on sweatpants and went to open the door. I was suprised to see the hot twink i intended to date. ‘Can i come in? I’m sorry i didn’t call, but my phone stopped working. I had your address written down, so i took a bus from the train station to get here.’ he said. I answered him that i was not alone anymore, but that he was welcome to join us. He walked right by me and started to undress, when he was naked he asked me to lead him to the playroom because he had some catching up to do. So i brought him to the room where the other twink was still lying in the sling with cum dripping out his ass. Before i could say anything to our new guest he started rimming the dripping asshole and eating out the cum. When his mouth was filled he stood up walked to the other side of the sling and started to kiss the chemmed up kid before starting swapping cum with him. I saw there two hot twinks and knew that this night is going to get a lot hotter and i started planning how i could convert the new boy into a poz slut like the first one [To be continued]

EVEN LOWER - PART 2 After taking that first load I had a few minutes to catch my breath and let it all sink in. I had done this. I was the one who followed this sick looking guy and begged him to fill me with his huge dick and toxic seed. Did I really want more? I know that’s what I just thought, but did I really? In a matter of seconds, a million thoughts and feelings warred inside of me. There was still a piece of me that wondered if it was too late to turn back and pretend like none of this had ever happened. A larger part, however, was in the driver's seat. The rush that my body and mind had experienced getting fucked by this man, filled with his cum, was unlike any that I had ever had before. Some people believe that a fuck is a fuck, but I have been bred many times before and none of them could compare to being taken by a man with a death sentence. I definitely wanted MORE! “Anybody else?” I asked, looking over my shoulder at the room of men circling around me now like hungry wolves. The man who had just broken the seal spoke up first. “AIDS and high viral loads only,” he urged, adding “Nobody who is neg and nobody who is on PrEP.” 'Okay', I thought, 'he’s going to be my pimp. I can live with that'. A couple of guys just left at that point, not meeting the criteria, I suppose. And a few of the bottoms I’d seen getting fucked before also left. They must not have been at all versatile, but most of the guys remained, and one by one each took his turn in violating my cumsloppy pighole. A couple were full blown AIDS cases, and the rest were just shooting high viral loads. A few even stuck around for round two, so in total I took lucky 13 toxic loads up my ass. I didn’t realize it but at some point my original AIDS fucker had stepped out for a couple of minutes to retrieve something, and when the guys had all had their way with me, he stuffed a nice fat butt plug in my hole, remarking “There, all sealed up. You don’t take this butt stuffer out until your ass absorbs all of our gifts, you got it?” he told me forcibly. “Yes, Sir,” I replied nodding. He slapped me on the ass and said, “Good, I’ll see you around, you fucking whore,” with a huge grin on his face. After that, I dressed and left, walking home with my clothes sticking to my sweat-slick skin. I also noticed that I stunk of sweat and cum. It was really obvious when I got in the elevator in my building. A couple of guys got in and smirked at me, clearly knowing exactly what that smell was. I had moved into a building in the gay ghetto only a month before, so I didn't really know anyone yet, but I'm more than sure that most of the guys in my building would recognize that I was wearing the unmistakable scent of Eau de CumPig. One guy got out a couple of floors on, but the second guy stayed in with me and faced me. “So in smells like you’ve had some fun today.” He was sexy and handsome with a rough edge - every bit the type of guy you might see in a Treasure Island Media film. I felt my face flush and I had no clue what to say to him. I had always kept my sex completely separated from the outside world and now I felt like I was wearing a big neon sign above my head that said, ‘AIDS CUMDUMP WHORE HERE!’ with a big flashing arrow pointing down at me. “And the pig blushes,” he laughed at me and then took steps closer. “Giving or taking?” he asked close to my face. Clearly this guy wasn’t shy about it, so why the fuck should I be? I suddenly felt empowered and more confident. “Taking,” I replied solidly. “How many?” he asked simply. “Thirteen.” “Did you ask status or does it matter to you?” “They were all high viral or AIDS loads.” His eyebrows shot up and he looked both surprised and fascinated. “And you are . . .” “Was negative . . . at the time,” I admitted. Suddenly he pinned me up against the elevator wall, his breath so hot against my face, and his impressive bulge digging into my abdomen. “Not any more, I would imagine. Fucking pig,” he growled, and then reached over and hit another button on the panel. “You’re coming with me for a little detour,” he added with a crooked smile. I felt a moment of panic -I was basically being abducted. But then I also noticed how my own dick was throbbing in my pants. Obviously it wasn’t that big a deal to me. So I didn’t bother to fight him when he pulled me out on the twenty-first floor and dragged me down a couple of doors and knocked. A cute guy in a nurse's uniform answered the door, giving us a slight smile. “Is he awake?” my abductor asked. “Yeah, he seems in good spirits today,” the nurse replied. “Why don’t you go out for a walk,” my abductor told him. “We need a few minutes alone.” The nurse looked me up and down. Apparently that damned neon sign was back. But he didn’t seem to mind, simply grabbing a set of keys and heading down towards the elevator while we went inside. He led me to the bedroom, which was dark with the curtains closed. It had that smell from being closed up. And something else? The smell one encounters at hospitals. Where there are sick people. The man who lay in the bed was even more frail than the first guy who had bred me today. They exchanged a few pleasantries, and in the process I learned my abductor's name was David, and that of the sick man was Stu. Gesturing at me, David remarked “This pig has just been getting loaded up by some pretty sick guys. I thought you might like to fill him up. I know what a big load you shoot.” The sick man smiled. “Sure, it might be my last,” he said. Immediately the sheet covering him began to tent. “Climb on, might as well make one final donation and leave some more of my DNA behind.” David gave my ass a swat and I took off my shoes and pants. I climbed up and straddled the small man in the bed, careful to not put my full weight down on his frail looking pelvis. David was behind me and slipped the butt plug gently out of my hole so that I could clamp up and not lose any of the previous loads. David then guided Stu’s hard cock into my hole. Unlike his skeletal body his dick was thick and meaty. He went in very easily and once again my ass felt amazing. I rode him at a decent pace, taking him all the way in and then sliding up until he almost popped out, and then all the way back down. Instead of feeling scared or disgusted with myself for letting such a sick guy dump his cum into me, I felt a sense of pride. The smile and look of bliss on his face told me that I might be giving this man his final pleasure in life. Doesn’t every dying man want one last fuck? He gasped, yelled, and shuddered under me as he suddenly exploded in my ass. I couldn't believe it. With all of the cum already lining my insides, I could actually feel him firing off in my ass. Not just the throbbing of his dick, but it really felt like a hose spraying me inside. It was powerful, and one of the greatest things I have ever felt in my entire life. When he was done, I gently leaned forward, allowing his softening cock to slide out of my sloppy hole, and gave him a gentle kiss, and as I did so, to my surprise I felt David enter me from behind. I hadn’t even felt him climb up onto the bed. He pounded me hard and deep. With one hand holding my right hip, he held me down with his left, so I had no choice but to continue exchanging sloppy wet tongue kisses with the dying Stu. David fucked me so hard that some of the cum was working it’s way out of my hole and getting my ass all wet. I really felt possessive of those loads and didn’t want to lose any of it, but I guess my hole had to make room for his huge dick. At this point I was so loose I really couldn’t tell just how big he was, but it felt big enough for me to still feel it. “Aaahhh, take it, you’re going to take my poz cum you fucking slut!” he barked at me. “You want my seed too, you pig? You want it?” “Knock me up!” I commanded as I returned to kissing Stu. No longer having to hold me down, David gripped my hips hard and slammed me so hard I couldn’t help but grunt with every thrust. The sound of sex combined with the sloppy wet smacking of his hips against my cum wet butt, rippling with every impact,. “You’re getting pregnant today, you fucking whore!” he yelled, pulling me entirely onto him one last time, and then, “Here it is! Take my toxic seed. Fuck yeah!” as his balls emptied into me. He panted and came for what felt like over a minute, his dick pulsing up inside of me the entire time. David stuck the butt plug back in my hole, we dressed and left Stu just in time for the nurse to return. I noticed him laughing as we walked away. When we got to the elevators I checked my reflection and saw that my entire ass was sopping wet through my pants and you could even see the base of the plug sticking out of my hole. David and I exchanged apartment numbers as well as telephone numbers, if anything so he could keep track of my progress, but he also said that he had other full blown friends who might also enjoy using me. He got off the elevator on the next floor, and my floor was two floors higher. I lay down in my apartment, not even bothering to remove my nasty clothes, and contemplated my day. I couldn’t believe how depraved I had become. As I replayed everything in my mind and it was clear to me that even though my brain told me to never do it again, my body was already telling me to do it again. I opened my pants and began pumping my steel hard dick. That alone told me I had enjoyed it all. With the other hand I reached down and began playing with the plug in my ass, working it in and out while I stroked. When I knew I was going to cum I jammed the plug back in hard and screamed out loud as I began the most powerful orgasm of my life. The shots of cum actually reached my gasping mouth! I couldn’t help but think that that could possibly be my last negative load to come out of my balls. That thought alone kept me shooting, and even when I was done my dick did not soften. Now I had 15 loads of strangers' poison cum in my ass, my own cum on my chest, neck, and face, and a good sized mouthful of cum, too. I licked up every drop that I could, rolling it over my tongue to enjoy the taste and that special feel that cum has, before reluctantly swallowing it. My mind was spinning . . . I still needed MORE!

God I love it so much! Drinking from the cock is hot, but so prefer it right in my ass! Have had it done several times, and feels so amazing! Love getting soaked in it too, then being fucked with it! I keep a mattress cover on my bed under the sheets just in case a top is into it! I also purchased an anal speculum, which allows my ass to be opened right up so a top can aim at my open hole and fill it with hot piss, then take the speculum out and get fucked and seeded! Need to find a piss gangbang in Toronto to get used!

Part 7 I heard footsteps coming towards me, and I knew it was going to happen again. “How’s the little bitch doing? Did he enjoy his first breeding?” This was a new voice, but something seemed familiar. “Oh, he says he didn’t, but he was rock hard and dripping. And he lost a little of my seed, so he had to be punished. Hope you don’t mind the damage. He might have a broken nose and the workings of a black eye.” “That’s fine. This little bitch has been teasing for so long with that hard jock ass parading around here. And even more when he’s in the locker room. Strutting around showing off that ass and then acting like a pure little angel and not spreading his ass. It’s about time he learns his lesson.” “With what you’re about to shove up him, he’s gonna learn more than just a lesson.” “He’s gonna be seeing stars when this rips him open. Did you spoil the fun and tell him?” “Yeah, wanted to see his reaction when he learned he was taking my poz load. But there’s more to tell.” “Oh, you didn’t tell him the best part?” “No, Sir. I’m not looking to piss you off and face your wrath. I’m not that stupid, more than 3-4 times.” Both men laughed as they talked about me like I wasn’t there. “Boy, you flatter me. You know I love giving you the wrath. And you know you love feeling it ripping into your ass.” Without any warning, my head was again yanked back by the hair. “Pretty soon Joey, you’ll learn that you love being on your knees in front of men, spreading that ass for any man to fuck that sloppy cunt and add another load of cum to your guts. But I really hope you don’t like it. Because then it will be even more fun to watch you be a bitch for every man to use and abuse, each cock another reminder that you are nothing. Nothing but a pussy for men, a cunt who is so worthless you can’t even get knocked up. A sloppy, stretched out, gaping hole that will take fists, cocks, piss, and what ever a guy wants to put up there. How’s that sound?” I tried looking in what I thought his direction and shaking my head. “Keep fighting boy, it’ll make me enjoy your destruction and humiliation even more. It’ll make seeing you walk around campus more fun to see you go from a proud, macho jock, to a depraved cum dump, looking around for you next deposit. And the best part? You may never realize who I am and what I will be telling people about you. You’re gonna be our new campus whore. Bending over any time, any where, prepping for another fuck. Another load of cum.” Why is this happening to me? What did I do to deserve this? The voice moved, and said, “Boy, pin his head to the wall. I want him to see what’s cumming.” My head was again shoved into the wall, again to face the camera. I heard some shuffling and then the tell tale zipper rasp again. A deep grunt was soon followed by, “Sir, did you go bigger again?” A muffled response of, “Yes” was followed by, “Take his blindfold off.” Again, the blindfold was loosened and dropped to hang around my neck. “Look at me Joey. Look into your reckoning.”

Part 5 The pain was almost indescribable, the feeling of a knife both stabbing in and stretching out at the same instant. My body below my waist felt like it was on fire and my asshole, once so tight, felt like a log covered in acid was being shoved into it. I could hear silence in my mind as the agony took control. The silence was gone as quickly as it came. Soon my head was filled with the horrible screams of agony of the pain my ass was sending through every nerve cell in my body. All that was coming out of my mouth were muffled whimpers of pure agony. “Good thing that gag is working because you are a loud little slut. Does that hurt boy?” I nodded my head lightly, not out of deference to him, but because my body could barely function any movement. I was struggling to keep my footing, afraid of what this sadistic fucker would do if I slipped. “Most sluts are able to take the whole thing when I do that. Your something else. You only got half my deathstick up your ass this time.” My eyes bulged when I understood that all the pain I was in and only half of his dick was in me? “I guess we should give it the old college try for me to bottom out in that tight little cunt of yours.” I shook my head more vigorously this time, knowing it would not help me. Suddenly, I felt his cock pull backwards and almost out of me. “Damn, wait until you see your cunt from my view. Your lips are stretched out like a true cunt, trying to hold my deathstick in you. You ready boy? I’m going all in on this trip, pubes to pubes, whether your ass wants it or not.” I felt another glob of spit drop down, and a finger smearing some of it all around my wrecked hole and the rest on the cock that was partially in me. “One…two…” and the pain returned, slightly less than before at first, but much worse at the end when he kept pushing in, kept ripping my ass open. “Remember? It’s bigger near the base.” I think I blacked out when I felt his balls hit my ass. The next thing I remember is my nose being shoved in the wall and force being continued, with the words, “Wake up cunt, you don’t want to miss out on feeling your first of many loads being dumped into your pussy. They say you never forget your first time. And you’re going to have several things to remember me by. I was the first man you gave your cunt to. You let me take that sweet cherry of yours, and by the little bit of blood I’m fucking out of you, I know you weren’t lying.” The thought of the blood, combined with a deep thrust into my hole, almost made me gag. “I’ll also be the first man to pump a hot load of cum into your sweet pussy. I know I won’t be the last, because this ass is going to be very busy, very popular, and is going to be bringing me some very good money. How much will guys pay to breed your ass, have you suck them off. And we haven’t even started thinking about the darker things that guys will pay me to use you for.” I just cried more and more as he told me all this. “But you know what is the hottest thing about all this? The hottest of everything I’m going to be the first of for you? I’m gonna be your first dirty load. Your first poz load. I’m the first load on your road to HIV and being nothing more than a poz bottom pig.” I started lashing about, trying to get away from him, to no avail. There is no way that I wanted this. I never wanted to get fucked, not by a poz guy, and I definitely didn’t want his dirty cum in me. “Look at me boy. LOOK. AT. ME. YOU POZ WHORE.” With each word, he emphasized his command with another deep thrust. “Look into the eyes of your bug daddy, your Poz Master, the man who owns you and controls every aspect of your life from now until the day I let you die.” I slowly turned my head, seeing now the face of the man who would destroy my life. I could barely make out his face, through the tears and the pain. Something in his face seemed familiar. “Look at me Joey. I’m gonna shoot in your cunt and it’s gonna swallow my load just as eagerly as your throat did.” With that, he shoved my head into the wall again and kept me pinned there, with my only being able to switch between his face and the camera. I closed my eyes to the agony of the hard and fast fucking he was giving me, sometimes pulling all the way out and slamming back in all the way. “Don’t you fucking close your eyes. Open them. See the man who is destroying…your… worthless…faggot…cunt…” With the last word, he slammed all the way in and began to shoot his load in me. “Yeah, cunt, take that dirty poz load. TAKE…IT…ALLLLL!!!!” He finally stopped spasming and stood there, cock still buried in my ass. “Fuck boy, that was so worth it. Tighten that hole as I pull out. If I see you waste a drop of my load, I’m gonna make you regret it.”

Part 4 “Damn, a virgin cunt for me to break in. Good thing you’re gagged, because you’re going to be in a world of pain.” I did everything I could, in my powerless state, to try and get this guy to stop. I heard myself begging, but all that came out were whimpers. I tried moving forward to the wall which only got me a harder smack on my ass. “Do that again bitch and my boot and your balls get to know each other REALLY intimately.” I moved back to the original position. I heard a dull rasp that I recognized as a zipper and realized he was getting his cock out. I tried to picture it again, hoping it wasn’t too large. I heard him clear his throat a couple of times before a wet glob fell onto the top of my ass crack. I felt a huge, hard, blunt object smear the spit on my hole and realized it was his cock head. The head felt like the size of a lemon and I could feel him pushing a little on my hole, which caused me to instinctively clench it. I heard a depraved laugh and he said, “Oh, bitch, are you trying to keep my cock out of your cunt? That’s so sweet. You saving yourself for your special man, giving him your innocence?” I shook my head, but confused, I also nodded. “That’s so sweet. But sadly, you aren’t good enough to be someone’s special gift. You’re nothing but a fine piece of ass, a cunt for any man to fuck and dump his load in. As a matter of fact, I think that pussy is going to be getting some very special treatment very soon.” I heard a slippery noise, which I recognized from many years of jerking off with only spit to lube up. I felt his finger at my hole again, and again I flinched. Soon enough, his cock head was at my hole again. I felt hot breath at my ear and him whispering, “I know you don’t want this. I know you are only here because you’re afraid of what I could do. But nobody but you and me know that. Everyone else knows what I told them; that you begged me to set this up. That you wanted to get fucked, in a toilet. You begged for a raw cock as your first fuck. Oh you stupid little punk, I own you, from your cocksucking mouth, down to your cumdump little pussy. And now, I’m busting your cherry.” With that said, he removed the blindfold and shoved my head into the wall, turning it to the left, where I could now see the full truth, a video camera staring down at me. I tried to look back at the guy and all he said was, “Your balls don’t want you to do that. Look at the camera bitch.” I did and my eyes exploded in agony as his cock was shoved into my ass.

Part 3 I turned to the stall door and placed my hand on the lock. I knew that if I opened the lock, there was no turning back. I was giving my ass and my virgin asshole over to the whim of a guy who I had only seen once two nights ago. A guy whose name I didn’t even know. My only hope was that after he got what he wanted, he’d let me go. Slowly, but with what sounded like the tolling of a death bell, I turned the lock and swung the door open. I saw a guy walking out of the bathroom and he turned and looked at me as I opened the door. He looked at me and spat, “faggot” and walked out. I became even more disgusted with myself as I turned around and walked to the opposite stall wall. I pulled the blindfold down and tightened the strap. I stood there for what felt like hours, but was probably only seconds when I felt a hand brush my ass. I jumped at the touch but was immediately shoved into the wall. “He was right about your ass. He’s gonna have a lot of fun breaking you down boy.” I didn’t recognize the voice, but I could smell cigarette smoke and sweat on him. I felt the guy grab my cuffed wrist and lift it up. He chuckled, “I see you think you could get away with a fake cuffing. Let me help you with that.” He tightened the cuff slowly, click by click, until it was just tight around my wrist. “We don’t want your throwing wrist to get hurt now do we, Joey?” I turned in the direction of his voice, realizing that whoever set me up for this knew a lot more. I tried to say something, to beg for him to let me go, but all that came out was a muffled gurgle of words. A sharp slap to my right cheek, and the direction, “Face the wall, bitch.” I felt tears in my eyes, from pain of the slap, fear of what I had gotten myself into and the humiliation of being called a bitch. I felt my wrist get pulled back down and I was told, “Take hold of the railing,” which I did. My left wrist was grabbed and the second cuff was attached, one click looser than the right one. “Try and pull away,” the unknown man told me. I tried and discovered that cuffs were locked in around the handrail, leaving me nowhere to go. I felt hand at my waist and was directed to step backwards. I stepped back until I was as far as my arms would let me go. I also realized that my ass was touching something rough and hard which was soon shoved forward. Realizing what it was, the guy just grunted, “Damn I wish I could fuck you. My dick is hard, but I’m sure you realize that.” A chuckle and a smack on my left cheek, the guy reached down and grabbed the paper bag that had my escape in it. “I’ll be holding on to these for you. I’ll let him know you’re ready, but I’m sure he’s been watching.” I heard him walk out and warn someone, “ No touching. That bitch in there is His property.” Who the fuck is this guy that I’m somehow so low that I am property of? I heard guys walk in and they’d make comments like, “Damn, love to dump in that ass,” or “Disgusting queer.” All the comments made me cry more and wish that I had left earlier, or never came here years ago. Finally, there was a sound of a guy walking in that sounded different, like boots or a commanding walk. There was no comment made, and the sound got louder and louder which made me realize the wait was over. The hell was about to begin. “Spread your legs you little faggot. Let me see that cunt you wouldn’t give me.” I took a few steps apart, and he only said, “Wider faggot.” I stepped further apart, starting to get sore. “Stupid punk, you’re gonna learn the hard way.” I felt his foot touch my right foot and with more ease than should be possible, he moved my right foot another foot away my left, leaving me precariously balanced. “There’s that little pussy. I’m going to love wrecking it. How many times you been fucked queer? That hot ass is probably pretty popular with the guys at your school.” I shook my head and tried to say something. “What do you mean? Your ass isn’t popular or, wait. You’re not a virgin are you?” I slowly nodded my head. “Holy Jesus Fuckin Christ. You serious? You never taken a cock up that fine hole?” On saying that, he put a finger on my hole, causing me to try and pull away. A hard slap on my ass, and a warning, “Don’t you ever pull away from me bitch. It’s only gonna make it worse for you.” I squealed around the ball gag and nodded my head. “That’s a good little bitch. By the way, you can scream as loud as you want with that ball gag. It’s kept many sluts quiet while I destroy their holes.” I felt his hands reach up and touch the back of my head. “let me tighten that up, don’t want you letting it out of that fine mouth of yours.” “Now, let’s get down to the real reason you’re here. You came here tonight because you know you need to get fucked. You know you’ve been fighting this need for years. I’ve seen you here, showing that hot little ass of to all the truckers. Teasing them with it, but never letting them break you in to the little faggot cum dump you know you really are. Isn’t that true?” I shook my head vigorously, denying his accusations. “What do you mean no? Then why did you ask me Friday night, no beg me, to do this? You hit me up online, begging me to set this up? Make me get the handcuffs from a cop, to lock you up so you couldn’t change your mind again? Beg me for the blindfold so you could pretend you didn’t know me? And the ball gag, since you said you were gonna scream when I rammed my dick up your ass?” I shook my head again. “And you asked me to record this so you could have a video of you being turned out like a little whore, taking my raw cock in your boi pussy?” Oh god, what had I gotten myself into? He was recording this? Cum dump? I love swallowing cum, but that’s it. I was never going to get fucked without a condom and never take a load in my ass, even with a condom. I wasn’t that kind of guy.

Part 2 I sent back a response begging for another way out, but only received one response, “This account has been deleted.” I sat there starting at the message, thinking this was just some really disgusting joke, or that I was having a nightmare. But it seemed to be too real for it to be a joke. I saw the picture again, and the audio file. I tried negotiating with myself, trying to figure out any other way out of this. I couldn’t think of anything that would work, that would prevent the video from getting out. I also knew that if my coach found out, I’d be kicked off the team and lose my scholarship. The coach was a real right-wing freak and he’d drum me out faster than I could beg for a chance. As the minutes dragged by, I came to the realization that my only option was going to be to show up at the rest stop and beg the guy face to face to not do this. I had no desire to get fucked, to lose my virginity to some random guy in a smelly restroom at a freeway rest stop. I looked at the clock and it was almost 6:00pm. I knew that, from reading stories, I needed to clean my ass out, so I went and got an enema kit, and spent the next hour cleaning my ass out until my guts hurt, but the water was clear. Putting on my jockstrap, I dressed in a t-shirt and sweatpants and slowly trudged to the car. The thoughts going through my head were words to use to beg the guy or to think of how much money I could scrounge up to try and buy my way out. Neither of those seemed to be a viable option. Without really noticing the drive, I was pulling into the rest stop at 9:25 and parking in the last available spot. There seemed to be more cars tonight then I had ever noticed before and all the truck spots were filled as well. At 9:30, I walked in to the restroom and found two urinals occupied, and one stall open. The guys at the urinals looked at me as I walked in, then looked back down. I walked to the handicap stall and saw a brown paper bag in the corner. I closed and locked the door, and leaned back against it. I had not seen the guy from the other night, so knew there was no way out. It seemed like an hour, but in two seconds I had picked up and opened the bag. On the top was a slip of paper, which I took out. Typed and printed on the paper was the following message: “Hello you little fucking prude. I see that my earlier message was something you chose to follow directions on. Did you like the picture and the audio? Trust me when I say that the audio is even better when it’s on screen cumming out of your mouth. Now, I hope you followed my instruction and wore a jockstrap, because it will really make getting into that fine hairy pussy of yours a little easier. In the bag you will find three things, which you will be wearing for the next few minutes: a blindfold, a ball gag, and a pair of handcuffs. All three will be so that you don’t do anything stupid while you’re earning your way out of this. First, you’re going to strip down to your shoes and jockstrap and put the clothes in the bag. Next, you will insert the ball gag into your cocksucking mouth which I’ve already learned is very talented. Next, you will attach one of the cuffs to the wrist of your choice. You’ll then unlock and open the stall door all the way. Finally you will put the blindfold on and face the wall with the hand rail, so that hot ass is facing the doorway. Once that is all done, you will stand like that and wait for further instruction.” I heard guys come in, piss and leave while I was reading this. For a moment, I thought about putting the bag down and leaving, willing to take my chances. But something kept me from leaving. Fear? Or excitement? I set the bag down and stripped out of the sweats and t-shirt. I took the items out of the bag and put the clothes in. I looked at the ball gag and was disgusted by the site of teeth marks in it. Apparently this sick fuck has used it on other guys, guys who probably were into this kind of shit. I opened my mouth, put the ball in and strapped it behind my head. I looked at the cuffs and they looked like real police cuffs. I put one on my right wrist, fastening it at the first click I heard, leaving it loose. I slipped the blindfold on, placing it on my forehead for the time being. Deep in my head, I heard a voice screaming at me to stop this and get the hell out of there. I wish I had listened…

I have met bottoms who just insist on every top that they hook up with wear a condom. But sometimes I get the bottom to give in to my bb breeding needs when I deliberately take too long to cum. I am sorry. If the bottom has a very beefy bubble ass, I gotta seed it. I won't negotiate that at all with him. I do run into some cases when the bottom, who wants to get me off, takes the condom off and tells me not to cum in his ass. Now what top in his right mind can honestly say that he can pull out of a good beefy ass when he is at that moment? For me I just nutt in him anyway, but pull out to let the remaining droplets spill on his ass cheecks.

The second part of my real experiences that came about because of my work in real estate – to be fair, this doesn’t happen OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. So here's a few more of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". RENOVATION CHEMMING. A number of times, bumping into the workmen who are doing a renovation at one of my listings has turned into a hot scene in hot surroundings. One of the first of these involved a colleague named Kevin who was a “flipper” of condos along a stretch of the “Gold Coast” in Jersey, from Fort Lee to Hoboken. This guy had me coming to meet him at his latest purchase in a tower building facing Manhattan. Now, I did know he was gay prior to heading down there, but wasn’t aware he was a real player. I arrived earlier than expected, but since he’d said he’d be there with the workmen “all day” I didn’t think much of it. I didn’t have the front desk call up to let them know I was there because I knew the unit number already. So when I arrived it was a bit too soon and Kevin was not quite prepared when I arrived. I tapped on the unit door, and apparently, one of the workers thought I was there for something else as he peeked around the doorframe. It was obvious he was not wearing much if anything. He winked and gestured me to come in. Kind of an honest mistake, as I WAS wearing a leather motorcycle jacket, jeans, and engineer boots, but I do that a lot in Fall and Spring in the NYC metro area – it’s an accepted enough look, especially when heading to a construction project! I looked around and raised my brow and smiled, which was when Kevin noticed me, and whispered “Diego, that’s my REALTOR”. What began to ensue was a certain amount of panic – trying to turn off porn, find clothes, put away incriminating items… I felt bad I interrupted, and was honestly a bit envious, so I pointed to a bong that was poorly hidden behind a chair and mentioned that “if that’s Miss T you’ve got in there, I’ve had a hell of a morning and I could use a hit.” Well, THAT certainly slowed down the panic, and worried looks changed to smiles and laughs. Kevin looked at me and said “Didn’t you get my text?” I shook my head “no”, looked at my phone and shook my head again. One of the other guys held up a cellphone and said “Yo, Bossman, you forgot to hit SEND…” all the while busting out laughing. Kevin looked abashed and started to stammer, until the same guy said, “look at his jeans man, he’s into it, no harm…” “I’m sorry,” Kevin began. “I meant to send a text asking you to come late afternoon”. it was now barely 10:30. “You’re really cool with this?” he asked. I laughed and looked around. “Of course I am, especially if I’m allowed to join in” I replied, then asked, “That cool with you guys?” Kevin looked amazingly relieved, and then looked me over again, appreciatively. “Hell yeah, get naked.” I said I would but wanted to run out to my car and get my play bag that I always keep in the trunk. I was back as fast as humanly possible, perhaps faster, and started a quick strip. As I pulled out my leather harnesses, metal cockring and such, the talkative guy, Lonzo, said to Kevin, “oh yeah, he’s into it… looks like he’s TOTALLY into it!” The bong was brought my way, and a torch applied. I breathed in slowly but for a long, long draw and finally let out a huge cloud. It was GOOD stuff too. For me to feel that much on one hit proved that. I was encouraged to take a good number of hits while the guys appeared to be starting to get back into the activities I had interrupted so unexpectedly! Kevin beckoned me to follow him as I looked from side to side at the construction project well underway all over the unit – with tarps and sawhorses and some exposed framing here and there, it was actually a damn good and hot play space. “What a great space and what a nice way to do business,” I said to him. “I wish every new client-meet turned out this way. And damn, your stuff is REALLY good. I’m half-way there already.” Kevin agreed that it was very good product, and that he got only “the best” for his workers, it kept them loyal and coming back to work for him over and over. I imagined that it would. He led me to the bathroom, which was by far the most renovated in the entire place, and had a huge shower already hooked up with a sure-shot. “I don’t know whether you’re top, bottom or between,” he said, “but everyone’s ass gets played with in our groups, so please clean out. Here’s a dick pill and a pipe and torch to help out, that cool?” I told him it was and that I was versatile, and pleased about that rule, and set about getting ready. As he was about to leave, he said, “oh, and if you’re into it, don’t waste piss in the toilet, we have a few watersports fans…” I assured him I would and got down to business getting ready. Fortunately, it was a quick cleanup, a brief rinse under the shower, and drying off I opened the door. I put my leather on, put my package through my favorite metal cockring, took the pipe and torch and headed back out. At Kevin’s suggestion I put my boots back on, just like all of them. When I got to the living room area, the guys were kicked back, kindly waiting on me to really start going at it again. There were two large laptops running bareback porn, and lube, poppers, Max Impact, and some bongs and other paraphernalia in view. I looked around the room; Kevin was a white guy with dark hair and handsome face, lightly hairy average body with a little middle age spread, and partly hard cock that was not particularly large or thick, but his ass was a work of art. Lonzo was the only one apparently taller than me – either Italian or Hispanic, big chest and arms, great legs, big weapon swinging below a hairy torso with a slight beer belly, and a beefy butt. Diego, the kid who answered the door, was young, Hispanic, smooth pretty much all over, thin but wiry body about 5’6”, nice cock for his size and adorable little ass. An Irish guy - and I mean FROM Ireland - just shy of my height, incredibly pale, muscular, tatted, several piercings, low hangers below a normal size dong was sporting a shaved all over skinhead look that was pretty hot. And finally, another guy from Eastern Europe – scary hot green eyes, hot daddy soccer player type, lightly furred with a thick cock. This looked better and better. “Pull some clouds, dude” said the Irish guy handing me an even bigger and more intricate water bong. I started to melt the contents of the bowl while I said: “You saw my cloud earlier guys, I’m a singer too, so I have huge lungs… if anyone likes shotgunning, I’m good at it.” Several of the guys took me up on that, so I got to lock lips a bit with most of them including my host. We were all stroking our cocks – and others – getting our motors running for some great partysex – or in their case, a continuation of it! Little shots of G were handed out, while mouths found cocks and nips, and I took advantage of Lonzo leaning over while he put down the tray of shot glasses, and sunk my tongue into his hairy hole. He wiggled a bit back my way and I started to go to town on his beefy butt, causing my cock to start to plump up, but not get fully hard as the blue pill hadn’t quite kicked in yet. “Hold up just a minute and you can go back to that anytime,” he said, as he called us all over to take our shots. When I do it I always have to take a couple of good rips on the pipe to make sure I keep a “healthy balance” between my two letters of the alphabet. Diego took that opportunity to start sucking my rod, and started bringing my soldier to attention. “Right,” said the Irish guy, brandishing a long needless syringe like a thinner turkey baster, “if you want to be fully part of the crew, you gotta’ get initiated. Bend over the scaffold.” There was a sturdy looking paint scaffold – thick planks secured to several sawhorses with some tarp covering at just about waist height. I bent over leaning my elbows on the thing, and presented my butt. Diego scooted under me and resumed work on my cock, while the Irishman crouched behind me and stuck his tongue up my hairy hole to loosen me up for a booty bump. Ever get rimmed by someone with a tongue piercing? It’s awesome, and not only did this guy have one but he knew how to use it too… fuck, he was good! I moaned at the two oral assaults, wishing I had somewhere to put my mouth and tongue. Then I felt the cylinder of magic pressed into my hole and the bump was pressed into my hole. “Clench” I heard from behind me and did so while the guy ran his tongue and piercing and lips all around my cheeks and taint and the back of my balls, while Diego continued his magic on my cock. “Boss, could you get me ready”, said the hot skinhead behind me, as he followed with “unclench” and dove tongue first into my now relaxed hole. I saw my client/host/new fuckbuddy Kevin get on his knees and start sucking that pale cock while its owner went to town on my pulsing bud. The G, the booty bump and dick pill all seemed to kick in at once, and I was feeling amazing. Through my legs I could see Lonzo and the Euro guy had stopped 69ing and came over to watch, dropping a bottle of poppers and a Max Impact spray and cloth in front of me on the scaffold. “Take a quick hit before he nails you,” was whispered in my ear. I sprayed the cloth and started to suck it in, when the tongue on my butt disappeared to be replaced by a feeling both warm and cold – the head of his uncut cock and his prince albert. Fortunately, it was a thicker gauge so it did not cut going in. There was some discomfort at first, but hands tweaking my nips, Diego lapping my hard cock and the entire scene was so hot, that it faded pretty quickly into a very hot fuck. He wasn’t super-hung, a bit smaller than me, but his cock and his piercing felt really good, and I was super turned on by how his long, hefty ballsack swung back on forth and slapped me each time he pumped me. “Yeah, fuck that daddy ass, Devlin,” I heard someone mutter. At least now I had a name for the Irishman, one more to go… Euro guy pulled one of my arms up and popped up onto the scaffold spreading his legs so I could suck his cock while I was being fucked, I went to town swallowing that thick pole and enjoying it, before he rolled back some and then pulled himself back to the edge, presenting his pucker for a salad tossing. I dove in with gusto, it being a very favorite activity, and as usual, my cock got stiff as a board. Apparently this was a signal to Diego, who stopped sucking me. Being young, flexible and short, what he did next should have surprised me. He got on his feet in a bent-over crouch and backed up onto my cock, which entered him with almost no resistance. Oh my god, pure nirvana – my ass, cock and tongue were all performing their favorite jobs. Taking a quick breath and Max Impact hit, I noticed the entire party was now part of one scene, as Euro guy had laid fully back, 69ing with Kevin, while the “bossman” was plowed by Lonzo’s big dick as Lonzo balanced on his knees on the opposite edge of the scaffold. Damn, what a hot scene. Devlin’s strokes started to get faster and more punishing, and he grunted “Hope you wanted this load!” seconds before he blew off strongly in my ass. What felt like waves of sperm must have been flowing into me from the way his cock shaft was pulsing. He pulled out a bit too fast and I gasped, while Devlin dropped behind me and stuck his tongue up my hole to reach his own juice. It was incredible, but after another minute or so, I tapped Diego on his flank, pulled my mouth off hot Euro hole and said, “I HAVE to straighten my legs!” I eased out of Diego’s hole and stood up flexing my thigh muscles and going up on my toes for a couple of times to stretch my calves too. Devlin and Diego pushed me towards the Euro hunk and his now perfect cock height vulnerable hole on the edge of the scaffolding. My cock slid in like it had been pumping this channel for years, not the first time. The beefy daddy legs went up over my shoulders while Kevin continued to blow him for a few. Kevin pulled up and got off the scaffold saying “we need some more hits” quickly bringing the bong over. “How’s his rod feel in your hole, Caz?” said Kevin as he held out the bong for us both to take hits. Caz. Short for Cazamir, it turns out. Nice to finally know. “He fucks good,” came the deep growl from this hot construction guy, with a definite accent. “Then the boss gets next dibs,” Kevin said. I made out and shotgunned with Kevin as we blew a few more clouds and I fucked Cazamir, then he quietly let his boss take his place and I pounded Kevin hard the way he begged me to. Then it was time for me to take a break on a couple of cushions that were under the tarps. I watched the porn, blew some clouds, sucked down some hydration, and shortly Lonzo pulled me forward, rolled my legs back and began furiously tonguing my hole, searching for the Leprechaun’s gold, no doubt… he then sunk the most sizable cock in the room into me and began a nice fuck. Shortly, Diego came over and sat on my face, while I licked his boy hole and he made out with Lonzo. As the afternoon progressed, I would eventually fuck everyone there for at least a bit, and was fucked by everyone except Kevin and Diego, who apparently were strictly bottom guys. I got into some fisting with Devlin and Caz, their holes blossoming open for me as we gave them some enormous stretch – I love those trashy hot Euro guys – and watching my technique, Kevin made me promise to come back and help train his hole to accept and enjoy a fist. I promised I would. Toward the end of the session, a hot water sports scene ensued in the most unfinished room – the floor was covered completely wall to wall with rubber sheeting that went up the sides a bit (the space had to be a large walk-in closet or pantry or something, with guys getting wet down and sprayed by each other, and guys swallowing chempiss or taking it up their cumholes, eventually all down on the floor rolling and sliding around each other with mouths, cocks, nips, fingers and holes all being used indiscriminately. W/S isn’t always my favorite thing, but I can certainly get into it, especially with guys who really enthusiastically like it – and this scene was by far the hottest ever W/S scene I’d experienced up to that time, or for that matter, since. Any time I met with Kevin for playtime after that, either alone or with his crew, at a work site or in his own place, there was always an area for that rubber sheeting, and he loved nothing more than to be fucked while he and his partner and anyone else were soaked and slippery with chempiss. It was, I’ll admit very hot. Sometimes, the shower clean up afterwards could be ALMOST as hot as getting messy in the first place….

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.

Let me start by saying that this isn't fiction but a true story! About 6 months ago i was on my profile page just looking around, when a message came in from a very cute looking 18y/o twink. He wrote that he was looking for someone experienced to finally fuck him. He told me that at earlier dates with guys his own age it they stopt trying after a few attempts, I explained to him how i would have opened his ass. His excitement grew more and more the longer we talked. after a few hours he asked me if he could come by. I said 'Yes', but explained him that i like to play on chems and that i play bare. It became very quiet at the other side, but after nearly a minute he said 'No problem'. i was glad because i already had a date planned with a 21 y/o kinky twink that wanted to try fisting, but he never showed up and his phone was switched off. Within 20 minutes the young twink arrived and i open the door in gear with my hard cock sticking out. He looked surprised maybe a little anxious, but i saw that he made up his mind. He gathered his courage and came inside. 'Clothes off!' i ordered. He replied with 'can't we talk first'. 'Yes, but only when we are on the same level... i'm nude so...' i said. He started to take off his clothes. A very hot body emerged and looking at his semi-hard dick i had to conclude that his was a bit bigger than mine. We started talking but after a while i noticed that his left eye wandered off. He tried watching the porn that i put on just before he arrived. I could see the immediate effect because his dick started growing. i ask if he knew how big it was but he answer that he never measured it. 'i be write back with a tape-measurer and something to drink for us both' i said. When i came back i asked if i could measure his dick, he nodded. He came less than halve a centimeter short to reach 23cm (about 9 inches). We can have lots off fun with that monster i laughed. He picked up his glass to drink. So i gave him 2 pills; one ecstasy-pill and an erection-pill. 'I don't want to do chems' he told me. I said to him that i was very disappointed because i explicitly told him. 'I know, but i'm scared' he answered. He continued: 'Swallowing pills, mixing chems with your drink or putting a needle in your arm. It just makes me freeze up. If i didn't know i was taking or getting then it would love to do it, but there's no way i wouldn't know'. I nodded and told him it was okay, but in my mind i already had a plan to get him high without noticing the administering. He leaned and kissed me and then he went lower and start sucking my cock. i pushed his head down and rammed my cock deeper, he started to choke. He came up for air, ao i give him a few tips to counter the gag reflex. A few extra breathes and he want down again. With every time i pushed my cock deep in hist throat he became more relaxed and i could feel his throat accepting the brutal skull fucking. His cock was rock hard so i pushed him on his back and started licking his cock. When his dick was dripping with my spit and his precum i grab his cock and with one move i let myself slide upon his dick. He asked if i had used a condom. 'What do you feel?' i answered. 'Just close your eyes and compare this feeling to all the times you fucked with a condom. Feel the wetness, feel the heat. Flesh stroking flesh'. He closed his eyes and i saw his face change. He was loving it and he started to moan. After a while he opened his eyes and pushed me off him. He grabbed my legs put them on his shoulder. He rammed his dick in my ass an started drilling my ass. The full length disappeared with every thrust in my ass. He pounded me for at least 15 minutes none-stop. Sweat was running from his face. I was flying high on the way he was ravaging my asshole. OMG where did this kid learn this?! 'i'm close, i'm summing' he said. He tried to pull out but i grab his hips and pulled them in close. 'I want you to flood my ass with your cum' i moaned. He didn't have time to respond because at that moment his dick shot thick warm streams of jizz deep in my ass. I could feel how his seed was flowing inside of me, filling me. We stayed locked for a while then he pulled his cock out and saw his seed oozing out my ass. 'I have never came like this before. i have the idea that i'm completely drained' he said with a big smile. 'Do you want a short break before i fuck and breed your ass?'. He nodded first and then he started to stutter 'you may fuck me without, but you have to promise that you take it out before you come'. He was relieved when I told him that i wouldn't do anything he didn't want me to do. But I knew that it wouldn't be long before he is begging me to shoot my hot load deep in his ass and knowing that my 'special' dna is merging with his. [To be continued]

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 . . .

I've been lurking this site and xtube for the longest time watching men taking anon loads for a year. Finally, I just could not take it anymore, I had to have a load (or several loads) in my ass. I posted an ad on craigslist for anonymous loads of cum to be deposited in my horny hole. I then put on my Almost Naked Bubblebutt Jock by Andrew Christian. I had to mention it as it was the perfect jock for my first ever breeding. I prepared my hotel room, and jock on, face down and ass up, lube on the night table, I was ready for the breeder. The first breeder was a 50 year old married man. At first I was nervous...my thoughts were beginning to panic as I was bi-curious and this was my very first time with another man. I then just told myself to relax and that all would be okay. Once the I heard him open the door and close it gently I was excited, and the sound of his belt buckle coming undone made me arch my ass up towards him and relax my hole. He then softly rubbed my ass and then smacked it, pulling my ass towards him and grinding his cock and balls against my hole. I loved the sensation and rubbed my ass against his cock. He then knelt, grabbed my ass with both hands and ate my hole. At first I tightened up but quickly relaxed, whereupon his tongue slipped into my hole. I moaned as he sucked and tongued my hole for several minutes. Then he mounted me. I was not expecting the penis of a 50 year old man to be particularly large, but I was wrong: it really stretched my hole. At first he used slow, long strokes, then, having pushed my head down, he pounded me hard. I moaned like a whore and when he announced he was cumming, I grabbed his legs and pulled him deeper into my ass. His cock flexed inside my hole as it absorbed his load. The whole time he was cumming he grunted, and even more excited I tightened my ass muscles around his cock, trying to prevent him from withdrawing, and I held him in place for a couple of minutes. Then he pulled-out, dressed and left. I took three more creamy loads from some younger men. My hole was throbbing and gaping with sloppy cum inside. I felt like a total whore. In the beginning I wasn't sure if I was making the right choice, but now I am. I want to get as many anonymous loads as I'm able.

a top with a VL of 100 000 wants to put his load into my mouth, i think i will go for it not mouth, i meant ass. so horny cannot think clearly

Wow! Hot story!

It started while I was asleep. No one was home since it was my parent’s date night and I was an only child. I was just laying there peacefully until I felt two strong grips on both of my wrists. I woke up jerking but I could’t flip over to my back. I had to look around the room but it was dark. All I could see were two figures looming over my bed, each grabbing me. I didn’t even realize there was a third guy behind me until I felt a sharp slap on my ass. Even then it didn’t completely register until he started to talk. Stranger 1: Mmm boys, look at this precious gem we’ve found. I was squirming but petrified. I was a small guy and these men were all very strong. The two had my wrists down and I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t even get out any words. Stranger 2: Yeah we’ve certainly noticed. This boy is definitely better than all that jewelry we’ve found. So they were burglars. Stranger 3: And to think we almost left after we hit up the master bedroom. So glad we came to this room. Stranger 1: Yeah he’s gonna be fun. Isn’t that right boy? He was talking to me. I was still petrified. Me: — uh I felt another sharp pain on my ass. Stranger 1: Come on speak! Gonna be making a whole lot of noises tonight anyway! What’s your name kid. Me: D-Derek. Stranger 1: Mmm I’ve met some good Dereks before but don’t you just look the sweetest. Do you realize what we’re here for Derek? Derek: —uh - you’re stealing. Stranger 2: In a way baby. We’ve already done that part. Stranger 3: Yeah we’ve come across something better since that. It hadn’t even clicked yet what they were talking about, I still just couldn’t move. My night started off so peacefully that this twist was shaking me to my core. My parents left maybe 20 minutes ago and I just fell asleep since I had some early days coming up. Stranger 1: Oh yeah, definitely come across something better. We might not even take anything else with us when we go. Derek: G-go where? Wha-what is this? Stranger 1: Oh you don’t know yet? That’s fun. Maybe we can keep it a mystery. Stranger 3: Oh come on, he’s gonna find out in minutes anyway. Stranger 2: Even sooner. When the guys holding my wrist said that, I heard a zip behind me and a slap on my ass. Stranger 1: Tell me something kid, it’s only 9o’clock, what are you doing in bed already? Derek: I- uh - have to be up early. Stranger 1: Mmm, for what? He was rubbing my ass over the boxers I had on. Derek: I have training in the morning. Stranger 1: Oh yeah? What kind? Derek: I-I I was stuttering. Stranger 2: Come on, what kind? Derek: I’m training to be a pastor. Stranger 1: Oh yeah? That’s hot kid. How old are you? Derek: I’m -uh - 19. Stranger 3: Perfect for us, not that your age matters to us anyway. The guy behind me was still rubbing on my ass. I had an idea about what they were thinking but I was in denial about everything, still petrified. Stranger 1: Mmm that sounds hot boy. Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you get to your training. Do me a favor and get on your knees. I listened. The two were still holding my wrists in place, but my ass was up. I was sinking out of denial. And then I felt my briefs being taken down slowly. Stranger 1: Mmmm look at that. You boys need to see this. Stranger 2: We gotta hold him down still. Stranger 3: I’m not so sure that this punk will move. Stranger 1: Try it, let’s see. This view is worth it. And they released my hands but I couldn’t move. Not with three big guys surrounding me. The guy originally behind me was rubbing on my bare ass with his fingers. Stranger 3: Mmm you were right, this is something to salivate over. Stranger 1: That’s the plan. He put both his hands on my ass cheeks and spread them. I felt him get closer and lean in and then I heard and felt his spit hit me. He used his fingers to rub it in. I tried to move a little, obviously scared. But the two quickly grabbed me again while the one put his face onto me. Licking my ass with his tongue. Stranger 1: Oh boy that’s sweet. He dove in again and it felt good, but so wrong. He kept spitting and licking and I even felt him bite my ass. Derek: St-stop this please. I began to whine but that wasn’t gonna do anything. Stranger 1: Shut him up please. Stranger 2: Of course. They were quick to unzip themselves and I saw the dicks in their pants spring out, rock hard. I was no longer in denial but I was still petrified enough not to speak. Stranger 3: I think you know what’s next. I wasn’t sure who he was talking to, but I did know what he was doing. Derek: Please.. no. Stranger 2: Open. He pushed the head of his dick against my lips. I didn’t wanna open it up but he kept adding pressure until the tip slipped in between. Stranger 2: Ooh boy that feels good. Ready for more. I looked up at him with desperation in my eyes. But he just gave me a devilish smile. Stranger 2: Come on. Stranger 3: Might as well give in now. He pushed his dick in deeper. Stranger 2: Oh god yeah. I hated that he said that. Stranger 3: I can’t fucking wait. Stranger 1: I think it might be even sweeter on this end. The man behind me was getting more aggressive with the way he ate my ass. He was spitting and rubbing and licking and spanking. He kept squeezing my cheeks, pulling them apart and going in as deep as his tongue would go. I kept squirming and making discomforting noises. But it didn’t matter what I did. These men were intent on violating me. The man with his dick in my mouth was rocking it in and out. Getting it closer and closer to the end. Stranger 2: Aw his tongue is so warm. Stranger 3: Come on, give me a turn. Stranger 2: Hold on, just wait till it’s all in. Trust me, you’re gonna love it. Stranger 1: We’re all gonna love it. He smacked my ass. Stranger 1: All of us. It was clear he meant me as well, but I couldn’t imagine ever loving it. I was a man of faith, and this was all wrong. His fingers began to explore more. Stranger 1: You ready for me to open it up? And he inserted one of his fingers. He took turns after that between his fingers and tongue. Stranger 1: I wanna make sure you’re all ready for the real fun. By now the dick in my mouth was in, his balls touching my chin. He just herd it in there for a moment before pumping again. Stranger 2: Fuck this is good. Stranger 3: Come on now. Stranger 2: Hold on, he can hold it now. He started pumping a little faster. Stranger 2: Oh this is too sweet. I’m getting close. What do you all think? Stranger 3: I say go for it so I can get some. Stranger 1: Yeah go for it, there’s still time for more. What do you think Derek? He pulled his dick out for me to answer. And the one behind me put in a second finger. Derek: Ahh! No, don’t do. Stranger 2: Don’t want some of my cum? Derek: Ahh ! No, I’ve never even- Stranger 1: What? No way kid. Derek: No, noo.. Stranger 1: Well now we gotta show him. The second guy put the tip in again and began to stroke the rest while fingers and tongue were still all over my ass. Stranger 2: Oh man, fuck this is gonna be good. He slapped his dick against my face. Derek: No I don’t want this. Stranger 2: Maybe I should just stop then. Derek: Please. He started stroking faster. Stranger 2: Open back up. He pressed his dick into my mouth again and put it all in, stroking his dick with my mouth. Stranger 2: Uhh fuck I’m ready? A third finger entered my ass and the man was going as deep as his hand would let him. I started to grunt with the guy fucking my face. Stranger 2: Oh man here you go. He put his dick all in and I felt a warmth enter my throat. He kept pumping then pulled out, still leaking his warmth onto my tongue. Stranger 2: Mmm make sure you got to taste some. He slapped it against my tongue and let the last drops leak out. Then he pumped some more in, spreading it around my mouth. I was horrified, it was tangy and he was leaving me no choice. I was staring in disbelief that this was all happening. The guy behind me slapped my ass. Stranger 1: Good fucking boy. Stranger 3: My turn now. He switched spots with the second guy and smacked my face with his dick. Stranger 3: You all ready for me to get rougher? You’re throat all open and lubed for me now. My phone went off. Stranger 2: Fuck what’s that? Derek: Th-that’s my text. He grabbed my phone and it was from my parents. He brought it to me and had me open it. They were finally leaving the restaurant, on their way home. Stranger 3: Fuck man, I didn’t even get to. Stranger 1: Don’t worry. Leave all their belongings, we’ll just take the kid. He slapped my ass while the second guy emptied the bag they brought and put it around my head.

The other night in cruise bar in gran canaria. Its a bar for bear/skinhead types which I thought i would try - I already had one load in me from a fuck in a sling in another bar called zoo. Didn't initially seem promising as lots of people milling round but not much action, eventually went to porn room and sat on tiled seating with shorts down playing with my cock, a bear type with belly took an interest and made me suck his nice fat cock which had a pleasing musky smell. After a bit I turned round leaning over the seating and his cock slid into my lubed hole, gave a me a good fuck for a while with others watching, pushing my head and down and giving me regular slaps, then gave three good thrusts and flooded me with cum. I had rest for a bit and then went back to same position, same guy came up again, he stated playing with another guy while fingering my spunk filed hole. After he had fucked the other guy I sucked him again and he then stuck his cock in my hole again, now lubed with his last load of cum and again started fucking me. A few people had gathered and when he took his cock he out I made to stand up but he pushed me down and invited another guy to stick his cock in me, which he did - the two of them then alternated for a bit while other guys stood around playing with me and spreading my arse. Now wish I had just stayed in that position taking whatever cock came along - but can look forward to that for next time I am there.

Bow hunting season opened today which means my ass is now open for hot redneck hunter cock and loads (One of the few bonuses of living in the middle of nowhere in the rural midwest). Scored my first buck in the woods an hour ago with a direct shot deep in my ass with his huge arrow (thank you craigslist!). No better way to satisfy a man who didn't tag a deer on the first day and needs to release some tension and frustration by letting him tag my ass. Ad is still up and I hope to get tagged several more times today

And if he does cum, he needs to man up and let the top keep going until he's finished. The first few times I was fucked after cumming were rough but I knew my place as a bottom and took it anyway. Although it was uncomfortable, being used like that made me feel super slutty and soon horned me back up. Now it's a way of life. The fuck is not done until my ass is full of cum regardless of who cums first.

If they're like me, they don't get hard because as a bottom slut your pleasure cums from guys being pleasured by your cunt. I rarely, if ever, get hard while guys are using my ass. I'm loving every second of having my ass used for the tops pleasure

back up again at acheatingjock.tumblr.com message me on there saying you're from bz so I can follow back...guys from here have such dirty interests....I love it!

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

Welcome to the world of WS kink. That's that way most of us got started -- caught up in a moment of uncontrollable horniness. Having a top piss in your ass is an amazing experience. It's warm, wet, sloppy, wonderful, and that full feeling lasts so much longer taking a hot cum load up the ass. I've come many times while a top was filling my ass with piss or while it was leaking out of me afterward. Take it to the next level and let a top fuck you with your ass full of piss. I'm sure you'll like the experience. I know I did.

Still on my to do list

Chapter 2. Without intending to do so, I had taken a POZ load at the bookstore, and spooned it into my boy’s hungry ass. Whatever damage could have been done was done, and we were both hungry for more. Robby, the bid-dicked clerk from the store texted back that he was on his way over and included a pic of his hard cock smeared with cum. That got both of us going so we 69ed and fingered each other's hole for a bit. I got up to crack our front door and came back to bed, getting my man on his knees, his face buried in the pillow. I ate his ass and worked my fingers and spit into him so he’d be ready to take Robby’s thick seven inches. I was lapping at his hole when I heard a car pull up and then the door creak open. Robby let himself in and found the bedroom. He grinned when he saw my boy’s upturned hungry willing ass, ready to be fucked and bred. He pulled his hoodie over his head revealing a bit of a belly covered in thick matted hair. I hadn’t really noticed how wizened his face looked in the low-lighting of the store cubicle when he had fucked me earlier. There was no question that this stud was packing some toxic seed. He leered at me as he pulled off his track pants. Out plopped that big thick dick, still wearing the cock ring that matched mine. His dick was smeared with fresh seed and leaking precum. I knew he must have bred someone since fucking me as I had cleaned his dick off before he left me to take the spade-tattooed cock through the glory hole. Robby smacked my face with that dick and I licked off a tasty mix of ass juice and cum, spitting it into my boy’s ass. He craned his head as he fisted his dangling cock, winking his asshole at us. Robby lined up his juicy cock and plunged himself into my boy’s raw ass. My boy groaned with pleasure and pain, grunted, gasped for breath as Robby's impressive cock slammed into him over and over. I crawled underneath and took my boy’s cock down my throat. It was so hot being so close to his hole as that bare toxic cock disappeared inside my boy. It didn’t take long for my boy to loose his load down my throat. I let it fill my mouth as Robby pounded away. I crawled alongside my boy and spit his load into my hand. I reached back and fingered it into my own ass. My boy unclenched his eyes long enough to see me next to him and he kissed me, wrapping his arm around my neck. That caused him to lose his balance and collapse onto the mattress, accidentally pulling away from Robby’s cock. Robby grimaced and slid over so his was now behind me. He slammed into my cummy hole and pounded away for a few minutes. I was in heaven. He picked up his pace and I knew he was about to cum. "My boy! Breed my boy!," I managed to gasp. Robby managed to pull out of me and slam into my boy’s ass just as his cock started to quake and fire off at least his third load in as many hours. My boy groaned over and over again, muttering "THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" I wasn’t sure if he was thanking me, Robby, or both of us. Robby pulled out and let me tongue bathe his cock. He quickly pulled on his clothes and was out the door. I lapped at my boy’s ass, savoring its stretched-out puffy size, rewarded with pearls of fresh seed. We fell asleep in a sweaty tangle. Hours later I woke up to take a piss and realized that the front door was still wide open. Robby had taped a note to the door which read "I’LL BE BACK SOON. NEXT TIME I MIGHT BRING SUM FRIENDS." Closing and locking the door, I headed back to bed. To be continued…

Doesn't matter as long as the foreskin fully retracts when hard.

Part 11 I glared at my coach, his wet cock dangling over my mouth. When I didn’t open my mouth, coach punched me hard in the guts. I fought the reaction of screaming, clenching my jaw and squinting at the pain. “Let me see if I can help you out here, Coach.” Marquise was now standing at my ass, holding what could be described as a club in his hand. The cock was light brown, contrasting with his darker skin. I couldn’t figure the length, but the width was terrifying. “Alright pussy, here comes your first black dick in that cum dump you got going on. This is gonna hurt you a lot more then it will me. I’m gonna make you regret calling me nigger.” He shoved my legs as wide apart as they would go and slammed his cock into me, ripping me apart again, taking my cherry again. I opened my mouth to scream and coach took that opportunity to shove his cock, now soft but still impressively long, in to my mouth. “Yeah, Joey, you are such a dirty little slut, taking cock at both ends. Taste all that cum, three different flavors. Suck it clean, I don’t want your fucking ass on me, or the cum.” Marquise was enjoying the pain I was experiencing as he pounded mercilessly into my hole. “Sunnofabitch. I don’t know how, but this little bitch is tighter then my girl the first time I ripped her open. You got a serious gift with this pussy.” I could hear some disgusting noises coming from my ass: a slurping noise when Marquise pulled out, a squelching sound when he slammed back in. I could feel cum drooling out of my hole, sliming my hole, my ass crack and down my back. “Hey bro, what’s the limit that we can do to this little queer?” His brother responded, “Limit? Fuck limits. This bitch is here for anything you fucking sickos can throw at him. What do you want to do?” Coach leaned across me, his cock still lodged in my mouth, and said something to his brother. “Damn, bro, you sure you want to do that to him already? He’s just a cute, innocent young boy.” I could hear the sarcasm in his voice as both started laughing. “Drink up, Joey.” I was confused until I tasted a hot, bitter fluid filling my mouth. “Oh, god, he’s pissing in my mouth,” flashed briefly in my mind, before the panic of drowning replaced it. “Start swallowing, Joey. Unless you wanna be known as the queer slut who died choking on piss while having a huge black dick stretching his ass.” The guys laughed and shouted insults at me. I started swallowing, fighting the urge to throw up with each gulp I took. Coach finally finished pissing and pulled his cock out of my mouth. “That was awesome Joey, I’ve never been able to get a woman to do that for me. I think I’m gonna have some fun using you after all you little faggot.” Coach looked me straight in the eyes, spit as hard as he could into one of them, and punched me in the jaw. “You still make me sick.” Marquise pulled my attention back to him, “Hey cunt boy, watch me.” I slowly turned to look into his face, which was covered in a gleam of sweat. The pain of the punch to my jaw, and the continued humiliation of being turned into a pussy, blocked the pain of the rape that was going on. I closed my eyes, which only caused Marquise to lash out. My eyes snapped open after he punched my balls as hard as he could. “Don’t you ever close your eyes when I’m fucking you cunt. You need to look at me and know that my black MASTER cock is raping that little white pussy of yours. Making you know your role is to be a white cunt boi for all men, but especially for BLACK MEN.” He looked me in the eyes, asking coach’s brother, “How many poz loads did he take?” “One poz and one from HIM.” Marquise smiled and grunted, “Here’s a toxic, AIDS load for your slime hole bitch.” Another load of scalding hot cum was shot deep in my guts, this one burning deeper than before. I simply mouthed, “Please, no.” “What the fuck did you just say bitch?” followed by another ball crushing punch. “Please, no. I can’t take anymore. I don’t want this.” Marquise finished pumping his seed in me. “Doesn’t matter, it’s in you boy. You got a big load of AIDS cum swimming up your guts, looking for a way in. Oh there’s a few other things in there too, been saving up for you.” He pulled his still hard cock out of my battered cunt. I reached down and could feel my hole gaping wide open. Soon, the hole retracted back around my finger, tightening up again. The brutality went on for hours, ending as the sun started to come up. I lost track of the number of cocks that fucked me, the faces becoming a blur of painful rape after painful rape. The guys were a mix of atrocious to gorgeous, skinny to fat, and younger than me to old enough to be my grandpa. In fact, one of the old guys made me call him “Granddaddy” as he raped me. The guys were freaks. Some kept me on my back, making me look in their eyes as they dumped their loads in me. Some flipped me over, enjoying ripping my head back, wrapping their arms around my throat and almost choking me unconscious. I lost track of the amount of piss I drank, only knowing that I had my own cock aimed at my face as I emptied my own bladder several times straight into my own mouth, making me the ultimate recycler. Guys forced me to take two cocks in my ass several times. The most brutal pairing was Marquise with his huge black dick and coach with his cock flaring up with his pure disgust, but he was grunting as loud as the other as he pumped loads into me. I know that some guys only did me once, while others came for seconds and thirds. One guy whispered, “Here cums my fourth load boy.” Some of the guys were even worse as they began to realize that the physical abuse was causing me pain, but there were no physical signs. I had guys strapping my back with their belts, beating my ass as they fucked loads in me. One guy repeatedly slapped me as he fucked me, smiling as he did it, saying, “Finally, I get to treat a bitch the way I really want to.” I was taken down from the table a couple of times, and had my face rubbed in the puddle of cum that had been deposited and then forced out of my hole as the fucking continued. Numerous times, guys would wipe all the cum from my ass crack and make me suck it from their fingers. Finally, the guys all dispersed. I lay there as cars and trucks roared to life and drove away. The agony was indescribable, as from head to toe there was almost no area of my body that had not been abused, assaulted and tormented. My ass was on fire, my hole tight, but still feeling the pain of all the rapes, the stretching from the double penetrations. “Get up Joey, you aren’t quite done yet for tonight.” I looked at him and said, “I can’t take anymore. Please just kill me, I can’t go on.” He laughed at my plea, but then the look on his face changed to, sympathy? “I know boy. But, this is only the beginning for you. Now get the fuck off the table, before the cleaning crew gets here. By the way, you really need to begin addressing me correctly, as Sir.” The sympathy quickly disappeared. I climbed off the table and looked around for the remainders of my pants or my shirt. “Don’t bother, they were taken by guys. You’re lucky you still have your jockstrap. Now walk to your fucking car. You don’t have a lot of time left.” He walked, I sort of hobbled/stumbled, to my car and he instructed me to get in the back seat and lay face down, with my ass up. I was afraid he was planning to fuck me and I whimpered a plea for him to not do it. “Don’t worry boy, I’m done with your ass for now.” I followed his order and he shut the door after me, getting in the driver’s seat. We drove for about 20 minutes, intermittent honking from other cars as they saw my sticking up. We arrived in downtown, in front of a tattoo shop. I heard him talking to someone on the phone and soon the door by my head was yanked open. “Come on bitch, hurry the fuck up.” I was dragged out, and then thrown over the shoulder of a huge, tattooed biker looking guy. He carried me in and tossed me down on the chair. Before I could say anything, Sir pulled out the ball-gag and blindfold again. “Open.” I chose not to fight and the ball was inserted and both it and the blindfold were strapped on me. “What’s he getting? The usual?” Sir confirmed it and mentioned a number. Over the next hour, both nipples were pierced, as was my cock. I was tattooed on my chest. The gag and blindfold were removed following an instruction to keep my eyes straight ahead. I was photographed by Sir, full body from the front and back. “Bend over and spread your ass bitch.” I did and could hear the snap of my phone camera taking a picture of my hole. “Push some of it out.” I made like I was trying to shit, and felt a load of cum slime it’s way out of my ass. “That is fucking disgusting, you faggot,” the biker said. “Don’t be dripping cum all over my floor. Clean it up.” I reached back between my cheeks and wiped all the spunk that had leaked out. “Don’t waste it bitch.” I brought my hand to my mouth and was photographed and videoed as I sucked all the cum from my hand. “Thunder, you got some clothes he can use? He seems to have lost them in all his fun last night.” I started to say something, but Thunder backhanded me across the face, almost sending me to the ground. “Shut your fucking mouth boy. Respect your owner.” I glared at him and then hung my head down. “I think I have something just right for him.” He walked into the back and returned with a shirt and white shorts. I looked at them and was immediately appalled. The shirt was two sizes too small and was stained with god knows what. The shorts were barely shorts; it’d be hard to describe them even as booty shorts. “I can’t wear these, I’ll get arrested.” “You can wear those, or walk across campus in your jockstrap, leaking cum from your pussy. Choose.” I felt shame and disgust as I slid into the shorts, which were so brief that either the leg straps or the waist strap of my jock was showing. The shirt was so tight, that it rode up on my abs, showing off the hair that led to my crotch and the new piercings were clearly visible. More pictures were taken of me in this outfit, the red flaring up in my face. Thunder asked, "Should I be expecting the bitch every week?" Sir responded, "Yeah he will be getting marked every week. And I think you're going to enjoy your payment, won't you T?" Thunder raised his hand in front, causing me to flinch. He and Sir both laughed at my reaction. Thunder said, "Don't worry boy, I won't be using this on your face, unless you're disrespectful again. No, this is going to find a wonderful home in your ass every time you come for your new marking..." “Let’s go, boy. You have somewhere to be soon…”

excellent can't wait for Part 5

Excellent part 4. I hope there is more to cum

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

Would love to see that video!! If I ever figure out how to get the right drink mix, the guys in my path are in serious trouble. Wish someone could help advise on this subject.

NYC Asian Btm here. Exploring my wild side. Would you be my mentor?

Part 3 Little did I know, he planned on putting his new possession to good use. * * * Several minutes passed, both of us basking in the pleasure of our own post-fucking fog. I was enjoying the feel of his weight on top of me, the feel of his cock still filling my hole, but slowly losing its hardness and girth. As his hardon subsided, I could feel the cum he had just deposited in my hole make his cock slippery and hasten its withdrawal from my ass. When finally the head slipped from my cum-filled ass, he lifted himself off of me, so I immediately turned around and went down on his softening cock. I could taste his cum and the metallic taste of blood – no question, he had torn my hole. The taste of his cock, seasoned with our co-mingling fluids, was intoxicating, and naturally I drank it in. But soon enough I had completely cleaned his cock and I began to prepare myself mentally for the inevitable signal from him that we were done and it was time for me to go. But as I started to pull myself up, I heard him say, “Come here boy” as he patted the space on the mattress next to him. I scrambled up next to him and he pulled me close. “I’m not done with you yet, boy,” he growled in my ear, “I have plans for that hole of yours. It belongs to me tonight.” I’m sure the pride and pleasure that I felt at his words showed clearly on my face as I nodded my agreement. As I nestled in next to him, he reached for his bag and a cup sitting on a stand next to the bed. From his bag he pulled a small bottle and unscrewed the top – it was one of those eye-dropper tops, and he quickly filled the dropper with a squeeze and measured several drops into the cup. He topped this off with a couple of splashes from a bottle of Gatorade that was also sitting on the stand, and then handed it to me. “Drink,” was all he said. I took the cup and gulped the contents down. As we waited for the cocktail to take effect, we once again shared his pipe and he coached me through repeated deep draws alternated with shotgunned hits of his smoke. Needless to say, in about half an hour, I was once again high as a fucking kite. “I think you’re ready boy,” he said at some point and he stood up and assisted me to my feet. He wrapped his towel around his waist and assisted me with mine. He then grabbed a second bag from the foot of his bed and put his room key in a small side pocket of the bad. He took my key from me and put it in the same pocket, “I’ll hold on to this for you boy, you’re not going anywhere for awhile.” I just nodded. He grinned at me, put his hand on my shoulder and said, “This is gonna be fun!” And with that he opened the door and guided me into the hallway. He directed me toward the public play area and negotiated our way through the maze like corridors and the bodies of men in various states of sexual congress to one of the public slings. He stripped my towel from my waist and ordered “Get in.” In my chemically-altered state, I needed his assistance to position myself in the sling. He helped me get my feet through the loops of the stirrups and to position my ass at the edge of the sling – with legs spread and ass placed, I was in the perfect position to get fucked. But Daddy wasn’t done. As I rested my head on the back of the sling and closed my eyes temporarily to enjoy the high I was feeling, he began going through his bag and I heard the distinct clinking sound of cuff. Before I knew it, he had secured one wrist through a set of cuffs and clicked the cuffs to one of the chains of the sling. Quickly and expertly his did the same to my other wrists. Then, making sure to use his body to obscure what he was doing from any onlookers, I felt him push something small and hard into my ass and then a quick cool tingling sensation – I know at once he had injected my hole with another booty bump. The angle of the sling caused the tina laced fluid to flow deeper into my bowels, and I began to feel the effects almost immediately. I needed to get fucked!

Regret is not the right word. I did not want to be poz and I tried to only do things I thought were safe, but I got pozzed anyway. I wish I wan't, but as they say, it is what it is, and I have to deal with it. It is liberating in a way, I feel more open to guys barebacking me, although I still ask their status and whether they are on med. On the other hand my partner of 17 years is now afraid to have sex with me. He does, but I can see how afraid he is and it effects his performance. It used to be that he was the only one that barebacked me and everyone else used a rubber, now it is the opposite. I am on my second set of meds, the first didn't work out for me, and they are side effect free. They are very expensive and while I have insurance that pays for it I was looking to retire in a few years and now I have to reassess that. So I don't regret it since it was thrust upon me rather then my seeking it out, but I wish it wasn't so.

PART 9 Dad came over and greeted me with a big hug and kiss. He welcomed me saying he was looking forward to the entire weekend with me. Plugger told his Dad that I had a confession to make. He told me to tell his Dad what I had told him upstairs which I did. Dad looked hard at me and said that he was glad that I had taken the initiative but that I had not been told to do so. I quickly apologized and said that it was an error on my part for being presumptive. Dad was taking control, and I had been wrong. I now knew what his son had told me was very true about his Dad. What I had done was welcome but I would pay for doing it without permission. Dad told me to follow him which I did. We walked over to a small table on which there was a tray covered with a small towel. He uncovered it, and I saw all the fixings for a party. This was going to be a very good weekend and one where I was going to be put through my paces by at least two very good looking black men and hopefully three. Dad took my glass of water from me setting it on the table. He told me to measure out onto a small piece of dark paper what I would use for a slam. I did so. Dad looked at it, picked it up, and set it on a scale. Once weighed, he measured out a second and weighed it. They were almost identical in weight. Dad said Plugger’s name who then touched my shoulder and motioned for me to step away. He led me over to a sling and told me to get in it. I did. Plugger came to my side. He then asked me what my safe word was. I told him I had three: They were the three colors of a traffic light and meant the same thing. With that knowledge, Plugger began strapping my wrists to the sling and finished with my ankles. He asked if I was comfortable; I was. Dad joined us and checked my straps. He told me that they would observe my safe words totally but that they would do nothing to injure me but would definitely use me. I told him that I trusted them both. Dad then said they were leaving but would be back when they were fully prepared. They left, and I was alone. A shiver ran through me in anticipation of what was to come. I heard the two of them return soon enough. When they entered the room they both were dressed in boots, chaps, white jocks, and harness. There was a full impact on me at the sight understanding what was to come. Plugger went over to the small table and brought the tray over to the sling. Dad came and stood by my side. He looked down at me and asked if I was ready; I said, “Yes, Sir.” He reached up on the wall and removed a wide black collar which he wrapped around my neck. He told me that I belonged to him now and that I had to earn everything that weekend. I told him I understood. With that, Dad took a rubber strip off the tray and wrapped it around my bicep and told me to pump my fist. I asked if I might tell him something, and he consented. I told him that my veins rolled. He said that was good to know. No more information did I need to pass on to him. I was his. With this knowledge, Dad released my left arm; I lowered it to my side. Dad took from the tray a point and swab. He held it up tapping it, pulling back on the plunger, then pushing it forward slowly. He then thumped the inside of my arm, swabbed my arm, and placed the tip of the point to my skin and pushed slowly into my body. He stopped steadied my arm and pulled back slowly on the plunger. I looked at the barrel and saw a great rush of red swirling and mixing with the clear liquid already in the barrel. Dad glanced at me and smiled and plunged slowly the contents of the point into my arm. When he had completely dispensed the contents he reached up releasing the rubber strip on my bicep. He once again pulled slowly back on the plunger and I once again saw a darker red fluid begin to fill the barrel. Dad then reversed and pushed the liquid back into my arm finally removing the point from my arm. I had instantaneously begun to feel that euphoric rush that ran completely throughout my body on the first plunger push. I coughed and then again. My head was swimming; my body was relaxed; my mind was rushing; my will was gone; my commitment was sealed; my contentment was just beginning; my willing servitude was sealed. I raised my arm and Dad applied a dry piece of cotton at the position of where just seconds before a point had just deposited a fluid of power. Dad re-strapped my wrist. I thanked him and smiled broadly. Dad patted my chest. He and Plugger moved to the end of the sling. Dad placed the used point on the try and picked up another. Plugger took the try back to the table returning with a speculum. Dad told me that he needed leverage and room and was going to make room for him to do the final injection. Dad pulled my cheeks apart and sat down on a stool which he had pulled over. Plugger and his Dad swapped the speculum and point. Dad began inserting the speculum into my ass by pushing forward and twisting the tool in small circular motions. I was relaxed and in no time Dad had inserted the tool inside me and began to spread the arms on it wide. I could feel my ass stretching wider and wider and opening up for Dad to do whatever it was that he had planned. I was feeling horny by now and this stretching motion only served to accentuate that feeling. Dad asked for a light; Plugger retrieved one and held it shining the beam into my ass hole. Dad moved his hands to my cheeks steadying the speculum with one hand while inserting a second point into my gaping hole. I felt a small prick on the side with a small pressure on the wall. I then heard Dad say that his booty bumps worked. And, with that commentary I felt a small burning sensation in my ass. Dad was injecting me again. He withdrew the point handing it to Plugger who went and placed it on the tray. He returned with something which he handed to his Dad. Dad inserted it into my ass, and I soon felt a brushing sensation. I was being prepped for a good breeding session by these two beautiful black men. My mind was racing in anticipation. My throat was dry and my mouth felt like cotton. I found that Plugger had sensed I was in need of water. He came to my side lifting my head and allowing me to drink my water. He had me to drink half of the glass and told me I would have to drink more all night. All the while, Dad was finishing his work in my ass. He removed the brush from well inside me and began to release the speculum. When Dad had withdrawn the speculum from my ass, he brought it and the brush to me and showed them to me. I took one look at the brush which was pink covered and returned my look to Dad and said, “Beautiful.” END PART 9 PART 10 My ass was revving up to high gear now. I was getting very horny. My cock was leaking like a sieve but totally flaccid. Since my ass is my most important sex organ, what did I care about my cock? Dad placed an oxygen mask over my nose and mouth and tethered the tube running from it the chain to which my wrist was attached. There had been a big modification done to the mask so that the tube was much larger than the usual that delivered oxygen. I soon found out why. I breathed normally and heard a hissing sound from an aerosol. Very soon, I began getting drowsy. I fought to retain consciousness. I then heard a “whoosh” sound and felt a wonderful stinging sensation on my chest followed by the same on my legs arms and ass. I was being flogged. The sensation was wonderful. The flogging stopped as quickly as it started. I felt clamps with weights being attached to my nipples. I felt a pair of hands pull my jock to the side releasing my cock and balls. I felt those hands attach clamps of some sort to my ball sack and cock and finding out later they were clothes pins. What joy. And, then flogging continued with periodic hissing from the aerosol. I did succumb during some of those releases and passed out only to awaken to more wonderful flogging. Dad and Plugger took turns. I watched in anticipation and deep desire to feel the stinging but couldn’t ignore that my ass was screaming for attention by their beautiful black hardening cocks that were obviously straining the pouch on their jocks. At some point, I felt a presence at the foot of the sling and looked. There standing was Dad. He was beautiful in the dimmed lighting with his bare sweat glistening chest and harness. I could just make out the top of his chaps. I smiled and mouthed “thank you, Sir” when with one full force thrust Dad’s cock was completely inserted into my ass. There was pain I realized but the feeling of his cock in my ass was overpowering that sensation. I was totally drawn to the feeling of how hard his cock had become and how big it felt in my ass. He held his cock only for a matter of a couple of seconds before beginning to ram full force into my ass and then pulling completely out until only the head of his cock was inside me. He continued to fuck me in this manner when I realized that my ass was on fire inside and burning with a desire to be fucked even harder. Dad recognized the look on my face and began to unmercifully fuck my hole or rather the hole he owned. He pummeled in and out and twisted his cock from side to side and rammed full force into me jolting me in the sling until the frame was shaking violently and the chains holding the sling were rattling as if in the presence of a tornadic wind force. As Dad was fucking my ass, Plugger was still flogging my chest but not as hard as he had been. I had no concept of time. What I know is that periodically, Dad would violently yank his beautiful steel-hard cock out of my ass, slap my cheeks, and swap places with Plugger. Plugger was his Dad’s son. Though positions had been swapped, the procedure was the same. But, it was different. There were subtle differences. It was all wonderful though. Eventually though, the two of them had had enough fun for the moment. Plugger was the first. He spoke something to his Dad which I did not hear and then proceeded to fuck my ass with great determination and point. I heard him begin to moan loudly and pick up his fucking speed even more. He unleashed his first load of cum in my ass fucking it into me hard and deep. He pulled out and was immediately replaced by Dad who without ceremony repeated the same with my ass. Two loads of related cum in my ass. This was just the start of a long weekend. After Dad had pulled his cock out of my ass, Plugger stepped to my side and showed me a huge black butt plug. He walked to the foot of the sling and shoved the butt plug in my hole with one hard slam. He twisted it in circles a couple of times for a good seating. Nothing was going to be allowed out of my ass. Good. Dad pulled my mask off, leaned down, kissed me, and told me I had earned those loads and that I was going to earn a lot more during the weekend. They began to remove my clamps and clothes pins. I felt the rush of the blood returning to the areas. The feeling was super intense. I was gripping my butt plug and trying to fuck myself with it but to no avail. Dad told me that they would return shortly but they would help me out on my horniness. Plugger had me to finish the water and left. Later, he would return with more water and a pitcher of water. Dad slowly pulled the butt plug out of my ass leaving me feeling totally and absolutely empty. He replaced it with a dildo with a grip area. It’s designed so that this area is smaller than the dildo so that it can’t slip out and one’s ass lips close around it holding it in. Okay. What I didn’t know was that it was a vibrating dildo. Dad turned it on making adjustments until he was satisfied. They left. Though the vibrating dildo helped ease the emptiness of not being fucked, it did provide some relief. It kept my ass occupied. It left me to think about my position and what joy I had just had and was anticipating more. Sooner than I knew Dad and Plugger were back. They returned and had brought someone with them. I looked closely as I could in the dimmed light. I was aware of them talking but not hearing the conversation. What I knew was that soon this tall newcomer was approaching my ass and looked down at me as he stood next to my ass. I heard a deep voice ask if I didn’t recognize him. I told him I didn’t. He said he had bred my ass a couple of weeks earlier at Man’s Country. Ah. He was the first man who Plugger had sent at MC to fuck me. I remembered him well now: Bimini. Dad came up beside me and leaned down to my ear. He told me that I had better please this man. He was a good friend whose name was Bimini and was being offered my ass to breed as he enjoyed doing since it was his house. I flashed back momentarily to MC and searched for any dissatisfaction then; I found none but had not spoken with him afterwards. I shook my head in assent. I felt the vibrator being removed and turned off. Dad walked down to my feet and told the man that my ass had been prepared already once but to feel free to check it out. I felt two of Bimini’s rough girthy fingers ram all the way inside my ass as he pulled my cheeks apart with his other hand. He began to ritually twist and turn his fingers as he had done before but this time he was much more demonstrative. He pulled them out after a short exam and asked Dad how many loads of cum did I have in me. Dad told him one each from him and Plugger but that I had gotten some before submitting to them. Bimini slapped my cheek hard and in a loud voice asked me how many more I had in me and where had I gotten them. I told him that I had gone to MC and been fucked a number of times and had taken seven loads of cum. He looked at me deeply and called me a cum whoring white bitch for which I thanked him. END PART 10