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find u as you were getting off work and corner u in a brick alleyway wearing shorts and a tank. Tell u that u look hot and useful. Shove my arm pit in your face and make u lick it. While i use my other hand to find ur ass. Spin you around and make u eat some brick. Rip the butt of ur pants open as i lean over ur back one arm shivung u into the brick. Breathing in ur ear as i tell u "i have been watching u, i have been wanting ur ass for ever and i just couldnt wait any longer. I know u are a btm slut whore parading around as a top but u need to be fucked and ruined."As my fingers find ur ass and start moving toward ur hole i feel disappointment in not finding it lubed or leaking cum. I tell u this and smack u for it. To prove my point i keep pushing and digging with my finger in ur dry hole as u squirm and whine into the wall. "See this would be much easier if u just kept it lubed" as i keep digging in ur ass. Eventually finding my way in and grabbing any ass juice i can find to pull out to lube up your hole. "Sorry man i dont eat dry hole, only wet sloppy hole, so guess i will have to make u that way" Take my cock from my shorts and place the tip on ur hole as i precum on it. "Now here is the deal, take my whole cock without screaming and i let u go after i finish with u here. Scream and i own ur ass till i decide its no longer worthy" In one swift motion i try to sink my 7x5 cock to the hilt. 5 inches in ur ass lube runs out. U scream in pain. Ur hole goes super tight. I moan in pleasure. I whisper in your ear " Now ur mine and next time i'll have my piercings in." U groan as i try to slide out. U wont let my cock go though so i have to saw ur ass for a moment. Im far too turned on by the ass i have wanted forever and the tightness of the hole and want to last but ur hole is trying to persuade my cock juice out of my balls. Once u let my cock go i pull out and add some spit. Putting it back in ur hole is still tough but ur gasps and cries are keeping me plenty hard. I finally get fully into ur ass. I feel my dick touching ur back wall and ur body shaking from the invasion. Finally i decide that since im taking u home that i should give u the first of many loads. I dont pull out far i wanna poind the wall that gives u pain and makes u squirm. After a few minutes of listening to ur cries i put ny hand over ur mouth and wipe ur tears with my other hand. I dribble the tears on the base of my cock and finally i am ready to seal the deal. I feel it building in my balls. I push into u hard and unload a large loud load into ur ass. "Your cum tunnel is now open for buisness." And there is more where that came from.

My gaping hole symbolizes the openness of my mind and my intaking of gifts from other men, these men can freely cum or piss into that slutty hole like it's a sad can collecting pennies for charity.

My name is Charlie, and I am a recovering addict. Almost 10 years ago, I got involved with some guys in California who got me hooked on meth, used me for a few months, and then basically left me for dead. I survived. Well, part of me did. Sometimes I think its the part of me that should have died. I hadn't done tina in almost 10 years, though, like a bad addict, I would still look at chem porn, and read sleazy, chem-filled stories on sites like this one, on bugshare, on NKP. I got off over and over again to stories of guys getting fucked up, whether it be by their choice or not, and getting used like the sluts most gay men are. I got off on stories about pozzing, stealthing (chems and poz), zoo, you name it. I was a secret (or not so secret, I don't know) pervert, but I hadn't relapsed. That was until recently. See there was this guy that I had talked to over those almost 10 years, from the time I was in California through the time that I moved to Boston. For most of this time, he didn't know that I was in recovery, that I really shouldn't be talking about how much I would love to be between his hairy thighs while he spun his pipe and blew clouds over me. This guy was my kind of pig. Tall, about 6 foot or a little more, and bearish - both furry, and with a belly. But best of all, he was a pig, and made no bones about it. Well, he may have made a few bones, if you catch my drift. His name was Pat, and he was local to me in Boston, only a few miles away, but as anyone who lives in a metro area knows, 6 miles can be a very long way to go for cock. Pat was into leather harnesses and slings, piss play and fist, sweat, spit and anon sex. All of that made me hot. What made me hotter was that he didn't care about his status for most of the 10 years that we were chatting and camming. He didn't care about his status until he tested positive for HIV in 2015, after which point he started to care more about what his partner's status was. See, once he converted, he began to like gifting and stealthing guys. So he would tell some guys that he was undetectable, or just not talk about status with them when they would party with him. But he and I would talk about it. I was still neg, and had been something of a passive chaser for most of my sexually active years. It was all fantasy to me - granted a hot fantasy that got me off time and again, but still a fantasy. I let undetectable guys breed me, and didn't ask status for a lot of the guys that used my holes, but still tested neg in 2016. I had been cautious about talking to Pat after moving to the Boston area, as I hadn't wanted to break my sobriety and relapse, although every day dirty fantasies would flit through my head, where I would go, and someone would slip a booty bump up my hole, and by the time I realized what it was, I wouldn't be able to do anything about it but beg for more dick. Then I did something that would change my life completely, and free me from the fantasy Hell I had been trapped in. I told Pat about some of these fantasies, especially ones where I would be kidnapped and forced to do chems and take cock for days. When I was young, there was no real worry about a guy finding your address if you didn't want him to - it was too much effort for most people to go through, and besides, shit like that only happens to other people, right? Well, since there has been such an upsurge of technology that utilizes a phone's GPS for the purposes of finding ass, it has become easier to triangulate someone's location based on these applications. Guess what? It didn't happen to someone else. It happened to me. And I couldn't be happier. You see, a few weeks ago, Pat and I were talking on Scruff, and I noticed that he was only about a half mile from me. This was closer than his usual 6 miles or so of distance, so I asked what he was up to. "Running an errand, had to come down to your neck of the woods to grab something," he said, and I thought no more of it. I was outside, having a clove in my garage to stay out of the wind, when a car pulled into my empty driveway. This was a black sedan, unremarkable in its make and model - probably a Camry, there are like a billion of those. In the driver's seat was someone I recognized, Pat. He pulled all the way down the drive, not trapping me, but there were few places that I could go to get away. And believe me, I wanted to get away. I knew that something was going to happen, I just felt nervous all of a sudden. "Hey Charlie! I was in the neighborhood, and decided to drop by to see you, since we have been talking these 10 years and haven't met yet." His voice was as sexy as I remembered, medium timbered but clear and resonant. All I could think of were the videos he'd sent me of him being a verbal, nasty top with piggy bottoms. The vids that I had jacked to countless times. "Oh, hi, glad to finally meet you in person!" I stammered in response, nervous as all Hell. He came to me and wrapped me in a big bear hug, and I could hear him sniffing at my neck as he hugged me. So here I am, being hugged by this guy that I think is both sexy and dangerous as fuck, and dammit if my dick doesn't start to chub. He can feel it, since even though he was around 6 foot tall, I was about 6'4", so my crotch was pressed against his stomach. I could smell the sweat on him, if I bothered to pay attention, and that was driving me up the wall too. Pat's arms were around my back, and even though he was holding me tight still, I could feel his hands moving lower, rubbing my lower back, and then my ass. I couldn't help it, I moaned softly. He let me go and stood back, peering into my face. "Please tell me you aren't busy right now," he whispered seductively into my ear, his scruff tickling my neck and jaw. "Now that I have seen you in person, I'm thinking I'm going to have to feed you my hog right here." His hog, that was what he has always called his admittedly ample fuck stick. About 8.5x6 uncut inches, getting thicker towards the base after a head that was great for popping holes open to stretch for his thick shaft. I'd seen it plenty, in various states of hardness, and I knew that I wanted that cock, that I had wanted that cock for close to 10 years. I didn't care that he was admittedly poz, not on meds, and wanted to get me to relapse. None of that mattered, now that I could feel his bulge growing against my hip. I sighed, knowing that I was being stupid, but not caring. Knowing that even if it was stupid, I would regret for my entire life not taking the offer that was on the table - getting to play with this guy that I had been into for a long time. "Not so busy that I don't have some time to finally get to know you, Pat. It's been too long that we have been dancing around this." I could feel my face heating up, turning red. "Good, because I want to make you my pig. You aren't cleaned up by any chance are you?" I shook my head, having not planned on meeting up with anyone, let alone someone I had had a dangerous crush on for years. He smiled and said "Well, I have a lot of time, and you are going to go inside, get rinsed up - only inside, mind! And then I'm going to bring you back to my place." I stubbed my clove out, and told him to follow me inside where I could get ready for him. I did the usual thing to clean up for a good long fuck, cleaning as deeply and as quickly as I could. When I came out of the bathroom, Pat was on the couch, looking at his phone, grinning. He looked at me and said, so you think you're ready for this hog?" He grabbed his crotch and moved his half hard dick around in his pants. The thirst was strong, and I nodded. "Ok then," he said, "grab some lube, I'm going to give you some piss up your ass before we go to my place." My dick got hard, and I went to get the lube from my room, along with my harness, and bag of toys. I slipped the harness on under my shirt, put a jockstrap on - red Nasty Pig, sweaty and unwashed, as well as a cockring. Pat grinned harder as I came out, and I handed him my bottle of Gun Oil. "Turn around and let me see that hot ass." I pulled down my pants, and bent over slightly so that he could see and feel my ass. His hand on my ass felt great, but I was still nervous. Here I was, letting this guy that I knew was partying, piss up my ass and plug it in me. He spread a bit of lube on his fingers and lubed my hole, one finger in, then two, and then three, and then four. In and out, my hole hungry for the attention that it was getting. I heard him fumbling with the lube again, and then I could hear the unmistakable sound of a cock being lubed. "You're going to love this. Hold still." I felt his hand on my lower back, holding me in place, and then I felt the head of that hot, uncut cock right on my hole, and I pushed back just slightly to get the head of his hog in me. As his head popped through, and I could feel the stretch of his much thicker shaft pushing in me slightly, a light sweat popped out on my brow. Am I doing the right thing here? I thought to myself. But even as the thought crossed my mind, it was too late, and I could feel his strong, warm piss filling my hole, and I could feel the heat growing stronger and stronger. After about two minutes, with his cock pulsing inside me, he sighed and said "There, now clench." I clenched my hole, holding his very large load of piss inside myself. It probably would have been too much liquid had I not just rinsed out and had water up there before. "Hold still pig, I have a plug for you so you don't get that good piss on my car seats." I felt something cold on my ass again, and then more pressure, and a decent sized plug - I presumed, since I hadn't seen it - popped its way inside my chute. Pat pulled up my sweats, patted my ass, and said "Let's go, pig." Already feeling hornier than I had felt for the last 10 years, I followed him out, knowing that I was going to be his sub pig for as long as he wanted me. We got in the car, and he pulled out of my drive, taking off for destination unknown - his place. I had no idea how long it would take to get there, and I was just happy I had the plug in me to hold that chem piss inside of me. The ride took about 20 minutes, and we were at his place, where he told me to go right to the tub, bend over, and wait for him. The bathroom was simple, beige walls, beige shower tiles, clear plastic shower curtain. There were hard water stains on the bathtub, but by this point it was something that I noticed only because Pat wasn't there yet. The sun was shining through the window in the shower, and I could feel its tenuous heat on my skin. It was hardly a couple of minutes that I was there, in my jock and harness, and nothing else, standing with my head on the shower wall, back arched, ass out. "Damn, I love a pig who follows instructions. Ok, we won't be wasting it like this very often, but I want you to push out all of that chem piss into the tub. We want to make sure I didn't loosen anything else up there." As soon as he told me to let it go, I started to gently push, as I had had a cramp building from trying to hold it in too long. The piss came out dark yellow, but clear of any debris, apparently I had cleaned out better than I thought. Pat made sure that I was still clean, and that there wasn't anything else forthcoming from my hole - that I was ready to get stuffed full of what I was born to take - cock and cum. "Here, another treat for you, because I know you will be the pig I want soon." Pat's voice was getting sexier, and more dominant with the minute, and again, I did as he told me to - bent over the arm of the couch as we had left the bathroom and gone to the living room. There was porn playing on the TV, a laptop connected to it, and I recognized the porn, one of my favorite scenes from a TIM flick, one with Calvin and the Fucktard. My head was out there, focusing on all of the piggy thoughts that I had buried (poorly) over the years, when I felt Pat behind me again, fingers sliding into my hole with a little lube. "I call these Devil's Cocks." He said to me as I then felt something frozen touch my hungry hole. I was already high from the chem piss earlier - it had been pretty strong, but I knew that a Devil's Cock was. Frozen cum. He was lubing me right. "Only, these Devil's Cocks have an extra ingredient, my favorite vitamin T. You are getting about a third of a cup of cum, and quite a bit of tina with this pig. We will make sure those inhibitions go away." Shit he knows how nervous I am. I thought this, even though I was already high, already lost. Already relapsed. I felt the cumcicle pop its way into my hole, chilling me. Pat kept rubbing my hole, making me moan. "Don't worry, we are going to have this hole stretched around my poz hog soon pig. I'm just going to reteach you how to smoke a pipe, and I'm going to watch you suck my cock while I spin for my hits." My cock couldn't really get hard any more - I get crystal dick very badly - but I was so horny, and those words made a small wet spot appear in my jock pouch. He sat on the couch and told me that since I got the booty bump, he was going to enjoy me servicing him before he taught me how to spin the pipe. The floor wasn't comfortable, but I didn't care, especially not after Pat threw a pillow on the ground for my knees. He pulled his hog out of his jock - he was wearing chaps, a black leather jockstrap, his leather harness and a cap - fucking hot. As he pulled his dick out, I could smell his cock and balls, knew that he hadn't washed them in a while, and I was good with that. The smell was intoxicating. Or maybe that was the cloud he breathed down on me, not sure. I sniffed up and down the length of his cock while he spun the pipe, groaned and otherwise enjoyed the feeling of my beard on his cock and balls, and I enjoyed getting his scent mixed up into my face fur. It wasn't long before I started licking the head of his cock, the very barest part of it sticking out of his foreskin, a drop of precum already in his slit. I slurped that up while I made eye contact with him, and started to suck his cock into my mouth, savoring the taste of manly flesh, a hint of my ass and piss. For at least an hour, I knelt on the floor between this man's thighs while he spun the pipe, and I finally got to suck on the cock that I had dreamed about for years. And suck I did. I used every skill, every technique that I had developed over the years to give him as much pleasure as possible. I brought him to the edge 4 times in that first hour, and never let him cum in my mouth - since that would be a waste of his seed. I was able to better than I ever have in the past, holding him down my throat until black stars danced in my vision. He held the back of my head and made sure that every inch of his hog was in my throat, and that his full nuts were up against my beard. I tugged and pulled on his sack while he moaned in that deep voice of his. He grabbed my hands and pulled them to his nipples, "Work em, pig." "Your throat is fucking awesome, dude. Why did it take so long to get my hog down your throat? Fuck!" he exclaimed at one point. Because I was a recovering addict, and too chickenshit to let go again. I thought as I worked this hot specimen on manhood with my mouth. And there is no where I'd rather be right now. I want this thing in my hole, so fucking bad. I didn't realize that I had said that out loud as I stared at the fully hard 8 plus inches of cock in front of me until I heard Pat chuckle. "You want my cock up your little hole pig? You want this hot hog that you have been slurping on for an hour and a half to dig you out and plant my seed in you? My POZ seed?" I was looking up at him, hunger still written on my face. "Fuck. Yes. Sir." He chuckled again, muttering under his breath, almost too soft for me to hear: "Hog gets em every time." Louder, he told me to get on the couch next to him, and he would pack a bowl for me, and refresh himself some, since he'd been enjoying the polish job I'd been doing on his glorious tool too much to really blow any clouds. I sat with my arms behind my head, sweat beading on my head and running down my sides from my arm pits. I could smell them without moving my head. So could Pat. "Woof! Hot scent coming from those pig pits!" He was packing what looked to me to be a lot of tina into the bowl, a big pile sitting there in the bulb, which he soon melted into a puddle. "So, it's been a while since you partied, you told me, right? So I am going to remind you how to twirl the glass cock. I'll control the fire for now, you start inhaling slowly and steadily once I tell you. Don't take your eyes off the hole." I smirked like an 8th grader, and Pat sniggered again. He heated the bowl like the professional he was, and soon told me to start inhaling, slowly and steadily. "A little harder. Nope, too much, just...there you go boy. Pull that cloud in deep. A little more. More. There, hold that until I tell you to let it go." My lungs are filled to bursting, more than I would take for a toke of pot, way more than a drag of a cigarette. I felt my lungs start to quiver when Pat finally told me to release it. A huge white cloud enveloped my head, covering Pat from my view, but it was strangely satisfying. A couple of seconds later, I heard a cell phone video clip ending, and then some more bits and tweets. "Fuck, that was a good cloud boy! You are going to take a few more like that before we are ready to bend you over. I like my fuckholes SPUN! I recorded that, sent you a copy, and am uploading a copy to NKP right now." I am sure my phone vibrated somewhere around my sweatpants, but I could care less. I was floating, and perfectly happy to stay that way. My hole was tingling hungrily, and my eyes were closed, but I heard Pat say "Time for another, slut." I repeated, took another huge hit and blew a nice thick cloud. Twice more. Then Pat had me operate the fire, and told me to put my feet on the couch and expose my ass. As I got into position, Pat got his baggie out again, and put a nice shard on his finger tip, before shoving it knuckle deep in me. It felt so fucking good. I could feel the cum from the Devil's Cock around the finger, feel it move in me when Pat got in. I loved it. Pat saw it on my face and grinned a sleazy sexy grin, and told me to go ahead and release the hit. I did, and he said very seductively, "Well, I liked what I felt in that hole earlier. I liked it again just now. I want to take your hole, keep you high as fuck, pound you, use you, and get lots more loads than just mine in there. Are you ready to take my cock, and let me make you mine?" I didn't have to think for very long. My ass was on fire, doing all of my decision making. And my ass needed cock. Pat's cock. Pat's poz cock. "Please, yes Sir."

Our Last Condom I’ve been dating the same guy for almost three years, and up until tonight we had never dared to have sex without a condom. I’m a 25 years old, 6’4’’ and lean build and have had sex with dozens of guys but every single time I’ve insisted on wearing a condom. I hadn’t been fucked for the first time until I was a freshman in college, and growing up I had always been told that having sex without a condom was risky, especially if for gay guys, so I would always insist on rubbers being, no exceptions. Until tonight. Before we talk about how I discovered my obsession with bareback fucking, let me tell you about my man. My boyfriend, Jon, is as sexy as they come. He’s a 28 year old pediatrician, 6’0, blond, blue eyes and extremely built. He being a fairly health conscious and sexually inexperienced and me being unwilling to push him past his boundaries, we had always had sex with condoms. In the back of my mind, I had thought maybe it was weird that two monogamous men wouldn’t bring it up sooner than we did, I respected his boundaries and fucked his tight hole daily and ejaculated happily into hundreds of condoms over the years. But admittedly, with each passing day, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to slip my load deep into him without barriers, and in fact the first man in his life to shoot sperm into his hole. We were having a typical Friday date night. We were seated next to each other on the couch on the roof of his townhouse. He leaned his head on his shoulder. Without hesitation, I put my arm around him and slipped my tongue into his mouth and my hand under his shirt. He was extremely ripped and I could feel his ab muscles twitching under my palms as I caressed every line and worked my way beneath his boxers and eventually grasped his cock that was becoming engorged by the second. I could feel his the layer of foreskin over his fat mushroom head, coated heavily with his precum. I was so turned on by the thought of slipping my tongue under his foreskin that I got on my knees and slid off his jeans and his boxers. Upon sliding his boxers to his heels, his hard, eight and a half inch pink, uncut cock was revealed and tapped against his smooth, ripped body. Everything from his firm pecs to his six pack abs to his balls were incredible smooth. I slipped my tongue under his smooth balls and it turns out his hole was equally smooth. As I attempted to slide my thick tongue past the first ring of his whole, I could hear him moan as his spread his legs and placed his heels on my shoulder. Still clothed, my cock was hard as a rock and tenting through my jeans; my tight boxer briefs were soaking with precum and I imagined having my way with this perfect, rock hard stud of a man. I took a pause from his tight pink hole and slipped his fat tool into my mouth, licking the tip of his head and working my mouth down his shaft to swallow every drip of precum from the slit of his cock. I unbuttoned Jon’s shirt and undid my belt and pants, reaching for my own cock as I deep-throated Jon’s long, veiny cock. Sliding off my jeans and underwear, I could hear moans of lust from Jon. I was a fairly lean and long guy, but by contrast my cock was as fat as it was long at eight inches in length and eight inches in girth. My fat beer can cock hung low between my legs and I moved my clenched fist up and down Jon’s cock as I slipped my tongue under his warm, slick foreskin. As ripped as Jon was, he also had one of the roundest and firmest asses I had ever known. I teased his hole with my middle finger and was aroused that, even though I had worked his ring with my tongue for almost half an hour, it was extremely difficult to slide my middle finger into his hole. And yet I could feel my boyfriend move his hole from side to side over my digit and eventually pushing his tight ring against it, allowing me to slowing penetrate him. I slipped my tongue along his warm balls and subtly spit on my middle to help ease it into his hole. Within a few minutes, my four and a half inch finger had fully penetrated Jon and I began to pet his prostate at a medium pace. I couldn’t remember a time I had been more aroused. My right middle finger still deep into Jon, I put my left arm around his smooth body, slipped his tongue into his mouth, and carried my man to his king bed. I stripped us both of our clothes and subtly slipped my index finger into Jon as well. The slit of his fat mushroom head began to leak precum as Jon groaned and moved his tight hole up and down my digits. It was at that moment that I felt his warm hand wrap itself around my cock, which at this point was covered in my precum. He slid his fist up and down my shaft at a medium pace, and he generously made sure my entire fat cock was slick with my precum. “Babe, I need you inside of me,” Jon said as he rubbed the slick tip of my thick cock against his hole. I continued to massage his prostate with my two fingers. “Please, babe, I really need your fat cock in my hole.” Having fucked Jon hundreds of times, I was familiar with our sexual routine and with how to satisfy his. I slipped my mouth over his penis and used my tongue to lick fresh, thick precum off of his cock slit. With my free hand, I reached for his nightstand and grabbed our nearly empty bottle of lube. In his dark bedroom, I could hardly see the contents of his nightstand drawer, and blindly searched for nearly a minute for a condom. Usually we were well prepared and condoms were prevalent in his drawer, but it seemed as though in less than a week we must have gone through an entire box. Determined, I frantically reached into the deep corners of his nightstand and to my relief felt a condom in my hand. I took a moment to examine the condom. It was clear that this was a condom that we must have picked up as a novelty from a gay bar or some other venue. While intact and unexpired, I almost exclusively used the golden wrapped Magnum XXL condoms because I felt most other condoms were too constrictive on my fat cock. This condom was in a standard packaging and I was skeptical it’d be sufficient. Desperate for his hole, I ignored his fact and attempted to unroll it on over my 8 inch thick cock. Fully unraveled, over an inch of my penis was exposed and my cock felt suffocated and had completely filled out the latex sheath, the veins beneath my cock visibly and rapidly pulsing beneath. But I needed to be inside of my boyfriend and was surprised to still be hard as a rock. I grabbed our bottle of lube and generously applied it to my wrapped cock. I slipped my two fingers out of Jon’s hole and I could tell he felt empty, thirsty to feel full again. He clenched his fist over my shaft and put my fat nearly 8.5’’ thick mushroom head outside of his hole. I slowly slid my mushroom head past the ring of his hole and eased my cock inside of my boyfriend. He seemed to be in pain and made a low groan, but he didn't try to expel my cock, rather he struggled to relax so as to allow his hole time to adjust to my thick head. As he eventually pushed my mushroom head past his first hole, my shaft very slowly slid through his ass and Jon moaned and lifted his knees to his head and I was deeply penetrating him. I wanted to enjoy the feeling of my boyfriend’s tight hole wrapping around my cock, but I had never felt so constricted in years. The condom I was wearing was simply too tight and the pressure around my shaft was distracting if not a hurdle to my erection inside of him. I stayed still and tried to stay focused on my goal, which was to fuck the cum out of Jon and to fill my condom with seed. I could see his abdominal and chest muscles twitching and engorging with my thrusts, so I continued to slide my cock in and out of Jon. “I love you, baby,” I whispered to Jon and I slowly moved my fat cock in and out of his hole. “I feel so full with your cock. Fuck me. Please pound my hole.” Obeying my love’s demands, I slid my latex covered cock in and out of his hole, as uncomfortable as it felt because I refused to ejaculate anywhere other than inside of him, as I had hundreds of times. I slipped in and out of his tight ass ring, which felt warm though resistant to the girth of my cock. It had been a long time since I had felt so much friction inside of a hole, but I couldn’t let my baby down. I had to be able to stay hard inside of him until I saw his fat eight cock shoot his seed. And then I felt something off. Immediately withdrawing from his ass, I got the impression an elastic band snap had snapped. I even thought I heard the snap. I had never experienced this before, but I felt unexpectedly good. My cock had never felt so warm and slick. It was as though I was ready to shoot my load inside of Jon, but I still wasn’t able to process why I felt so good. Jon didn’t seem to notice a thing and in fact held me close to him, my cock fully penetrating him as he pushed me down onto my back and started to ride my penis. I had never felt such a natural and slick sensation on the shaft of my penis as Jon pinned me down on my back and began to ride me. Though I was familiar with this position, I began to realize that what I was experiencing was my first time being inside of the love of my life without a condom and he had no idea. Jon was a bitch in heat as he put his palms on my shoulders and move his warm hole along my shaft, completely unaware that he was able to slide more quickly and effortlessly up and down my beer can cock because I was coating his insides with my precum and, hopefully my full, unapologetic, massive load of semen inside of him. I knew that I needed to say something. In three years, this was my first time being inside of my boyfriend without a condom, but I knew that it was wrong to shoot my load inside of him without him consenting. But I loved him. And I wanted my seed to be the first to coat his ass hole. I wanted him to be mine. My balls were full of cum and tapped against my boyfriend’s ass as he rode my cock. He was riding at such a fast and steady pace that I had no doubt that this is how Jon wanted me to ejaculate inside of him. It was hard to process that I’d been inside of Jon hundreds of times but each time he hadn’t been open to experience what I felt now, which was the electrifying feeling of man being inside of another man without barriers and being bred in the way that nature intended. Jon kept moving his hole up and down my raw cock and I felt a deep, carnal need to fill him with my seed and to use my cum to live inside of Jon for an eternity. My balls tight and swollen with semen, I fantasized that I’d deposit my sperm inside of his hole for the rest of my life. “Baby, please give it to me,” Jon begged, as he held my waist and clenched his hole around my thick, bare cock. “Jon, I am ready to shoot inside of you,” I moaned, as I cupped my fist over Jon’s warm balls and cock. “I’m getting so close,” Jon replied, so I massaged his cock, continuing to thrust my raw cock inside of his hole. His balls tensed-up and quivered in ecstasy and violently shot shot five ribbons of white, thick cum on my chest. Following Jon’s request, I kept my cock stead in his tight hole and allowed myself to cum inside of him. His warm anus wrapped itself around my rod as he shot his load and I allowed myself, for the first time in our relationship, to unload ounces of warm sperm inside of his hole as I slid in and out of his tight sphincter to ensure he was properly bred, inseminating his anus with my thick seed. I felt more fulfilled sexually than in my entire life. The love of my life was firmly planted on my fat cock as I ensured that every drop of semen coated his insides and inseminated him with my love. Though he had milked me for every drop I had, I was still hard inside of him, feeling both relieved and increasingly guilty I had fucked him raw without his consent.that he had no idea I had fucked him raw as our last condom had broken and was bunched tightly at the base of my cock. Still, deep down I suspected Jon had been craving my raw cock but I concluded it wouldn’t be wise for him to know I intentionally bred him. I needed to figure out a way to get him to beg for my raw cock on his own before realizing what I had done to him. To be continued.

I placed an ad on craigslist for a hung top for some outdoor fun. I had a few responses but one stood out as a good match. He sent a face and cock pic and I was more than happy with both. A spunky looking dude with a rather large uncut cock, a nice Englishman called Brian. We arranged to meet at the local football field loos, they are in a fairly private location and I had hooked up there in the past. Brian said he would need to be rather quick as he had an appointment to get to. I was okay with this as I quite often prefer quick shags. I douched at home and then headed off to the meeting point. When i arrived i went into one of the large blocks and began to lube up using some lube from a condom/lube pack and put the condom on the basin. I had a couple of minutes wait before Brian text me to say he had arrived. I told him which unit I was in and 10 seconds later he was knocking. I opened the door to him with my pants round my knees so I would give him the sense I was ready for his big cock with no mucking around. All he said was "hi" I didn't bother saying anything i just gave a little nod as I sat down on the loo and and began to rub his cock through his trousers. He was hard in no time and as he unzipped his pants a his huge beast of a slong flew out at me. He was much bigger than his pic! I took him in my mouth and began to suck on as much of it as i possibly could. He had quite a fat head also once I got that foreskin back. Brian grabbed me round the ears and started to force his giant meaty cock down my throat. He was quite dominant which really turned me on. As I was getting face fucked by this georgous thing Brian reached down to play with my hole, and obviously discovered I was all wet and ready for a good hard pounding. He then pulled me up and told me to "bend the fuck over you little whore" and rather forcefully pushed me up against the basin. I picked up the rubber to hand him but before I could even get a word out he gave a massive grunt and slammed his massive firemans helmet cock through my spinkter. I tried to pull forward off his cock as i asked "what about the condom?" Holding it up. "Don't fuckin use them" he said sternly as he began pumping my tight hole. I'd never had a raw cock in me before but the thought of it had always got me hard. I figured I could do it just this once and ask him not to cum inside. I only just managed to get the words out. As Brian was now pounding my hole like there was no tomorrow and moaning with delight. He pushed my head hard against the basin and he banged the shit out of me. He was very appreciative of such a tight clean arsehole. I felt him start to get faster and his moans become loader I knew he was about to blow. I was expecting to feel it any second warm my back but no sooner did i start to feel his body shutter as he thrust right in me and i knew he was unloading his semen deep in my guts. After a few seconds of him holding still in me i said "I thought you were not going to cum inside me" to which he replied "I never pull out" He was still inside me and had a firm grip on me not wanting to let me go anywhere. When next thing I know I have a sudden feeling of warmth flow through my tummy and realised he was taking a piss inside me. This made me incredibly horny knowing this stranger and not only given me one 1st of a cum load inside me but was also filling my bowel with his piss. I had no idea it could feel this good. I started wanking my cock as I was going to cum soon. Brian started slowly fucking me again still hard this guy is a machine. Soon he was full speed slamming my Mancunt already full of cum and piss. The feeling was like nothing I've ever felt and I shot my load in the basin. Brian kept pumping for a short while before he again started to grunt and groan as he grabbed my hips and thrust another cum load deep up into me guts to mix with the others. He pulled out slowly and told me to squat over the toilet and squirt all his piss and cum out while we watched. Thanks to Brian I now crave cum and piss and will take any load anytime.

Do you only realize what you have written & done? your nephew had been fucked for years & you didn't even know he was gay bad uncle. It was about time for you to fuck him. you having had a couple of minutes hesitation just because he is your nephew, are you serious? I wander what your reaction would have been if it had been your younger brother asking for your cock to fuck & breed him. This being said, very nice story & perfectly written I have enjoyed both your words & pervy hot mind. My suggestions;keep on writing & stay that perfectly pervy hot

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Now that your ass is a battered filled hole i feel it relaxing, loving on my cock as it holds the cum in and your self together. So naturally i start smacking u, pushing my cock at odd angles to tighten ur ass back up. "Keep all my cum in ur ass. You're going to need it" I finally start withdrawing my cock right before u remove it completely i reach around and squeeze ur nuts hard knowing it will make clench up and you do pushing the last bit of my dick out of ur hole while keeping my dna floating in ur gut. As u start to feel the cool breeze on ur now wet cum receptacle and want to cry more i turn u around, give u a hard grinding kiss. Thump ur wet cumhole with my fingers to feel u squirm. Then push u down to ur knees to clean my cock. I hold ur head and make u look into my eyes. "Ur gonna clean it off, no teeth, cry if u have to, choke if u have to, drool and snot till u drowned, but if i feel one tooth or i feel like ur spitting out anything that comes out of my cock and u will regret it." You put me in your mouth and clean my dick, tasting ass, cum, and a bit of coppery blood. Ur eyes fill with tears as u taste the blood knowing i am not done with u yet. The more u lick and swallow the more u keep finding small hidden spaces at the base of my cock that have small pockets of flavor. Then all of the sudden i piss one good quick stream in your mouth to see how u react. U gag and try to spit but i shove my cock in and hold ur cheeks. You manage to choke it down. "Good whore. Swallow that golden juice. There is more to cum later" At that i stand u up. As u stand i cup ur exposed ass inmy hand and I shove my middle finger in your sore hole and tell you its time to go. Your legs are week and u are leaning into my hand and thus implaling urself on my finger so u can walk. We have to walk several blocks to my car. But amazingly enough there aren't many people around. I feel u relaxing and enjoying my finger as we are going until u see 2 guys walking towards us on the side walk. One is a tall blonde, broad sholdered, small gut, looks like he used to play rugby. The other is shorter but still works out alot. Ur ass clenches my finger like it wants to bite it off. I start pumping and stretching ur hole to try and make u relax. Finally i say hi to Rex and Mark as we get closer and ur hole tightens more. "Fresh piece of trade Ryan?" Rex, the blonde asks. "A newly invented one actually." I reply. "Oh, are u sharing? Or do u have plans for this one?" Mark askes. "I always have plans for u boys, you know that Mark. " Mark grins sheepishly and says "i know, but can we have a taste of this boy" "What are ur number's?" I ask. "3, 2, 9" mark says. "1, 9, 4" Rex says. "Mark u can fuck him, no lube. Rex i need to see that hole that has nine loads in it." At that i spin u around by the finger in ur ass and hand u to mark ass first. "Dont worry boy, this is just a quick stop before i get u home. Look only at me as he fucks u." Mark was hard from the moment he saw u with me. He had his cock out and pushing against your ass hole right there on the street before u knew what was happening. Rex pulls the back of his pants down and then bear hugs u. He is taller than u so ur face is at the top of his chest. He starts pulling ur hair and u feel him tense as i slide my cock into his wet fuckhole. U are looking over rexs sholder right in my eyes. And then the shooting pain happens as Mark sinks his cock into ur sore ass. You feel something cold and old about his cock too. Your scream is muffled into Rex's sholder. Suddenly there is a slap across the face. "I know that prince albert hurts but i told u to look me in the eye. That doesnt mean u get to close them just because u are in pain." I say Rex says "Why are your studs out Ryan?" "Breaking in fresh meat, i will tenderize it at home, but wanted one where he wasnt going to leave my shorts a bloddy mess first." "So am i his first metal cock?" Mark asks. "Yep, so make sure u hit the same spot on his inner wall, i already found the good spot and squirted all over it." "Got it, this boy is tight im not gonna last." "Squirt deep and tell him what hes getting" Suddenly shaking Mark digs deep into ur ass and says "one fresh poz metal load." And then i see ur tears coming back and i can't take it anymore. I blow in Rex "i wish i could give u number 10, Rex but i have work to do" "Thank u sir. I understand" "Dont let our boy go yet. I know u wanna clean my dick off but hes not ready to be let go just yet." "Yes sir" I pull my semi hard dick out of rex and go to beside mark. " u pull out of him and im gonna stick my slime covered dick from rex in his hole." I put my hand under your ass as he pulls out to catch the pink slime i know is cumming. He pulls out and sure enough a dolop of pure pink heaven lands on my hand. I taste it as i shove my cock back in ur hole. Hiting every side wall and back wall i can find. Trying to rub all of rexs loads into ur ass. I then tell rex he can let u go. He drops immediately to his knees and cleans marks dick at which point u finally see the 2 gauge prince albert that was rattling around in ur hole. It is pink and frothy before it disappears into rexs mouth and cums out clean. I remove my cock from ur ass and push u down. U have learned and open ur mouth.

Last night I got a message from a security guard I have been sucking off. We meet in an alley behind this old car lot and do the deed there. I drove to the spot and he was waiting there, leaning against the building. I got out, went up to him and he unzipped. I knelt down in the wet snow and took that 8 inch black dick in my mouth and started sucking. He lit a cigarette and started smoking while I sucked him to hardness. Once hard, he put his hand on the back of my head and started face fucking me. After a few minutes I started to gag on it, which he enjoyed. I had to stop a few times to catch my breath, but I was never long without his dick in my mouth. Once he was done with the cigarette he was ready to pop so he put his balls in my mouth while he jacked his tool. I nursed on those fat black nuts and in a short while his tool was shoved back in my mouth as he dumped a wad of jizz in my mouth. I cleaned up the end of his dick but a trail of cum still managed to leak out and get all over the front of my jacket. He zipped up and said "See ya". My jeans were absolutely soaked from kneeling in the show but I didn't mind... I'd do almost anything for that tool! As I walked away I saw some evidence of our encounter left behind, his bootprints in the snow and my knee imprints right in front of them.

Bottomsub, Most guys who attend CumUnions are into bareback sex. Just have your ass ready or go to the darkroom and let guys fuck you anonymously. Enjoy the plug and play! Happy barebacking! Tell us of your first CumUnion experience. Read1

How thick is the ring he wears, do you know? I almost always need to take it out for a guy to give me BJ, especially to deepthroat. I tend to keep it out at first and after fucking for a while I put it back in when the hole is nice and relaxed. I've had various reports but mosyt guys say they can't feel it once it's in. For me it's like having an extension on my cock and I can sink it a little bit deeper. In my opinion it doesn't make sex feel better, but adds a different element. They are mainly decorative. PS... I love them so much and believe every man should have one. My only regret was not getting it sooner.

I should add my two cents... I did go to the CumUnion last Friday at Steamworks Toronto. Interesting bunch of guys all horned up. Before I go to my room, I noticed a number of guys with their asses up in the air in their rooms, I knew that they were fair game to fuck RAW (and I hadn't removed my clothes yet). It was CumUnion night. I got my clothes off and put away, leaving me with only a jockstrap on. I went on my usual walk through the lighted and darkened areas of Steamworks to see who was doing what to whom. One guy stopped me to suck me off. That got me hard and off I was. An older white bearded fellow had a bigger room to share. I noticed some bare action there and asked if I could join them. I fucked the older guy who fucked the guy in front of him. I really enjoyed this. He asked me whether I was ready to cum. I said not yet as I just arrived. But he did get a good fucking from me which he really enjoyed. A guy I recognized from the private bb party/orgy from the previous week was in line to fuck; he tapped me on the shoulder and said 'hi'. I didn't see him any more that evening. I guess he was fucking guys in their rooms. I'll see him soon at the next private bb party/orgy in December (2 such events next month). I went to the dark room in the back and a guy had his ass to be fucked. So I dove in to his warm ass. It felt really great. He kept moaning and moaning. But I wasn't ready to cum just yet… Onward I went. In the front dark room with glory holes and a big open space I fucked another older guy with a warm ass. He really appreciated me fucking him. He said it felt 'just right'. Later that evening, a few guys wanted their asses fuck near the horse in a smaller dark area. A younger guy who I have fucked before saw me and asked me to fuck him which I did. Then he switched guys. Another guy my age who is versatile offered his ass so I began to fuck him. You get that feeling you're about to let your cum loose and I emptied into him. The younger guy wanted my cum and said do. I said to him next time let me finish in you. He agreed. After 3 hours, I had a lot of cock to suck and asses to fuck. I decided to have an early night. I felt very satisfied. Read1

chicago here @ steamworks party.... layed back on my back, legs spread jerking showing my cock n hole off. Black mature man stops in, leaves door open, fucks my ass and breeds it, leaves me with a creampie..... I can feel it running down my ass. Next guy was in love with the cum, leaking from my hole, fucks my ass and gives me another load and leaves. 3rd guy stopped by and asked how loads in that sweet pussy.... I said just 2, he ate my ass out while also fingering my hole. got up to 4 fingers in there and poppered me up and eventually had me shoot from all the ass play, licked that up... I went home after that, firgured I had my share...lol

I'd been watching the boy for years. Every weekend like clockwork he'd show up at the clubs at 12:00 with a body that got me rock hard in seconds. Every weekend with his boyfriend. I'd never actually approached the boy - not out of any sense of morality, I'd broken into and broken up relationships with lesser guys, but these two came in and were in their own little world, which no one could penetrate, not with drinks or pickup lines or even a hot body. He stood 5' 5", about 150 pounds, with the body of jock Filipino stud, with sexy cock sucking lips, biceps like tennis balls, a 30" waist and a big thick muscular ass. For years I watched boys and men approach him, trying break in, each time failing miserably. The boy was obviously obsessed with his boyfriend, who was an average looking cute cub stud. In fact the cub was so average, it was a wonder he had snagged and kept such a hot piece of ass going in the five years since I first saw them. Although the cub was obviously the more social of the two, he kept close to keep the jock boy happy. But then suddenly, after all my patient observing from afar, I saw the opening. It was the cub's birthday, and he wore a birthday hat and pin that said as much. He was was dancing around with a larger group of friends than usual, and getting very very drunk. The boy was also in the group, but obviously a little farther apart, being not as social as the cub, was also getting increasingly drunk. As I grabbed the ass of my flavor-of-the-week, making him squirm, I counted the shots: one, two, three, four, five ... seven. The night dragged on, but the boys' minds were obviously weakened. "You see that boy with the birthday hat?" I asked my current squeeze. He nodded and giggled. "Go pull him up on the dance floor give him a little present." He laughed and sauntered up to the cub, and dragged him up to the floor to begin dancing. The effect was delayed which was a good sign, but the boy stumbled up to his boyfriend and attempted to cut in and get him back, so I made my move. I grabbed his intoxicated hot body and began to dance with him pulling his hips toward my crotch. Now, I'm 6' 1", 198 pounds, muscular with an 8 1/2 inch cock which is as thick as a coke can. His ass felt me before the rest of his body. He paused for a second while i ground my hardening dick on his ass. His mind weak and body wanting. but his eyes stayed on his boyfriend who was was preoccupied by two guys, one of his friends as well as my squeeze, both of whom were now dancing on him. The jock boy pulled away for a second to move towards them, but I turned him around pulled him up against my body. His head fell against my chest, and I took him into my arms. I could tell he was interested, but conflicted. I whispered to him, "You know you can trust your man. How long have you been together?" "Six years" he sort of gasped in a manly baritone. I smiled. "Has he ever strayed?" "Never" he replied. "See, you can trust him." And I looked and believed myself. The cub might have been dancing with two hot twinks, but he kept his hands up and away from them. Fortunately, of course, the cub was clueless as to my intentions, as I began to maneuver the jock boy from the lime lights to the darker corners of the club. I continued to press the boy against my body, and he began to reciprocate, dancing with great skill. Many times I'd seen him dance with his boyfriend, and admittedly the stub boy was exceptionally good at moving his hips in such a fashion as suggested he was begging to be fucked. As his ass and hips worked on my crotch, I began to push the envelope. I slipped my hand under his shirt. I could feel a strong set of abs, not from being slim but from working out. My hand traveled north feeling a strong chest and, when I flicked his nipple, his arms shot straight-up and he moaned and damn near convulsed. His body was becoming slightly limp as the alcohol was taking more of a hold on him, so I had little trouble backing him up against a wall, his hands in front of his face, and reaching around, I I unbuttoned his pants, slid my hand under his tight sexy underwear and reached his hole. Fuck. No wonder his boyfriend was able to keep him. His hole was obviously regularly well-fucked. I slipped one digit into his hole, feeling his soft, velvety chute, finger fucking him. His back arched and he moaned, as he bucked and moaned. It was definitely time to take things further. I pulled his pants back up, buttoned them, and ushered his drunk body out the back entrance to my car, stuffing him into the passenger seat, and without ado, began the quick drive to to my place. "Where are we going?" he moaned. "My place baby boy. We're gonna have some fun." He looked over at me with a dazed expression. "Who are you?" "I'm gonna make you a very happy bottom boy tonight." About then I pulled up to a red light, so I took the time to slide my free hand into the ass of his pants and give him some finger. His head flew back, his body arched, and he let out another moan. "What's your name baby boy?" "John," he gasped. "How old are you, John?" "Twenty-three." "Do you like big dicks baby Johnny?" He paused and bit his lips I pressed my finger deeper into his hole, gasping "Yeessss." With that I whipped-out my hard cock, and invited him "Take a look, Johnny." He stared at it in awe. "Go on and suck it, Johnny." He looked at me as if realizing something and then blurted out "I've only ever been with my boyfriend. I've never done anything with anyone else." I replied "I'm bigger than is he, right?" "A little" he laughed, adding "thicker, too." "He fucks you good, huh?" "Yeah, I love it." "Come on, Johnny, touch it." I grabbed his hand and put it on my shaft he slowly began to stroke me. Precum began to drip out the head and he seemed entranced. His eyes were half open, mouth wide, speech was slurred, obviously still drunk. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled it to my cock. The minute the head slipped into his open mouth, he moaned and began sucking like he'd been waiting the chance for decades, not ten minutes. He went down on me, trying to deep throat my cock, moaning in pleasure, and lost in the taste and feel of a stranger's cock in his mouth. He didn't pick his head up till he realized I'd parked the car in my garage. "Where are we?" he again slurred. "Where's my phone?" I grabbed his head and began to kiss him. I had thought far enough ahead to slip his phone out of his pocket, and didn't think it necessary to fill him in on that detail. Shortly after we left the club his phone had begun vibrating, but I had turned it off, and when he asked about his phone, I distracted him by pushing my tongue into his moaning mouth. The potential threat to my plans having passed, I decided to make my next move, ordering him bruskly "Get out of the car." He complied, stumbling out of the passenger seat, into my garage. I steadied him and pulled him through the door that lead directly from the garage into the living room. I sensed part of his will was trying to fight my domination, but his body was not up to the challenge, and seemingly wanted to get off as much as did I. Not wasting any time, I stripped off his shirt, threw him on the couch, and pulled a bottle of poppers I carried in my pocket, and presented them for his inhalation, which he did instinctively. Then I gave him another hit in his other nostril. "What... what was that?" "Something to help you relax." I could see the fumes hit him fast. He moaned and threw his head back murmurring "Oh my god, what is this?" I handed him the bottle, saying I'd be right back, that I had something even better for him. I grabbed a bottle of lube I'd laced with coke, and then with a second thought went to my computer, which fortunately was in sleep mode, and bringing-up Craigslist, I posted this advertisement: Hot Filipino boy, looking for cum. Generous men only. I figured I may as well go as far as I could while I was at it. Walking back into the living room, I found John had nearly passed out (except for an occasional quiet moan). I snapped a photograph of his half-naked-drunk-and-poppered-up-high-body and uploaded it onto the Craigslist posting. "This is so crazy" he said when I got back "I'm so drunk." "I know" I laughed as I stripped off my remaining clothing, and presented myself to his gawking gaze for a few seconds. With a 45 inch chest and 28 inch arms, I'm a big guy and my tool stood erect in his face. He got on all fours on the couch and began to suck. I ripped off his underwear, watching with pleasure as his chiseled young back arched and his hips began to gyrate as I slowly fucked his beautiful lips. Then I maneuvered so I could pour some of the lube onto his quivering ass, managing (with some difficulty) to finger fuck him with one finger. When he began to fuck himself on my finger I knew the laced lube was having the desired effect so I stuffed a second finger in. Although his ass could obviously take a beating, he was still tight and his body ripped, so I pulled his mouth off my cock and turned him around, positioning him on all fours. I lined my dick with his hole and grabbed his hips and began to push in. He screamed and I held him down as I pushed the entirety of my cock into his hole. It was like popping a cherry, knowing I was only second cock that had ever been in here. It was an utter turn-on. I ground my cock inside him as deeply as I could, and naturally he screamed again, but this time there was a hint of ecstasy in his voice. "You like that?" I asked him, adding "You like my big cock in your tight baby boy hole?" He was screaming into a pillow so I grabbed him by his short hair and pulled his head up, repeating my question: "I said, 'Do ...you... like... my ...big... cock... in...your...hole?" accenting each word with deep thrust into his ass. He yelped each time. "Yes" he gasped, adding "Oh my god yes, I love it." "Has your boyfriend ever fucked you raw like I am now?" "No, never." "Feels good to get fucked raw, doesn't it?" "Fuck yes..." he replied, as his ass and hips began to shiver and shake. "Mmmm, tonight I'm gonna breed. You will want raw cum in your ass all the time, don'tcha?" He didn't verbally reply, but his hips began to shake harder, evidence, I thought, of an assent, so I egged him on a bit more saying "You're gonna want to be filled up all the time with cum, aren't you?" He moaning mindlessly, captured by the pleasure. I slapped his ass hard once, and I might as well as have kicked a horse with spurs, because he began feverishly fucking himself on my cock, moaning and yelling saying "FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCKME OMG FUCKKKKK ME!!!" I stood there while he fucked himself on my cock, his whole body milking me for it, begging me for my cum. As he did so, I flipped on my phone and checked my email for the ad. There was a big response. I picked 10 of the responses and texted them the address told them to be here in an hour - and to bring cash. I also took a second to take a snap another photograph of Johnny boy fucking himself on my fat dick, and sent it to the guys, just to wet their appetites. I put my phone down and now it was time to get to work. I grabbed Johnny's hips and began piston-fuck my cock into him. He screamed, but begged for more. I fucked him with the only goal of dropping first load of the night into him. I pounded furiously, almost completely withdrawing my cock out every time. His head flew back with inward thrust, his tight muscles moving under his skin. I felt my nut coming. and then I yelled and growled out a thick load of cum into his ass, fucking it deep into his body. Then I pulled out and pulled his head around to my cock and made him suck the ass juices and cum off my dick. He was obviously enjoying himself, as he moaned the entire time as he cleaned my cock, although admittedly it looked like he could pass out. Then the doorbell rang. There would be no sleeping tonight. More to cum

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

I had just gotten engaged to my girlfriend of three years and we were on our way to spend the weekend with her father at his place by the lake. It was winter, but the cabin was fully equipped for the season, having a full kitchen, hot tub and fireplace. She had taken me there when we first started dating and I loved the place. My fiancée was a doctor at a local hospital in the city so I followed her in my own car, just in case she was paged and had to leave. We arrived around 6:00 PM and her Dad was already there. We made the usual introduction and he told me I could start calling him Dad since I was almost family. The fiancée and I set our things in the bedroom and did some heavy petting which left my cock hard and dripping. I was always horny and she didn’t help. I was worried my bulge would be noticeable when we went down stairs, and sure enough, I thought I saw her father eyeing my crotch and found myself slightly flattered. I knew he had divorced her mother because he came out and I always liked attention. Well, everything was going great: Dad had brought a nice salmon and we had a great salad, but sadly half-way through the dinner my fiancée got a page and had to head to the hospital. One of her transplant clients received the go ahead and she had to go back. Telling me not to waste the weekend, she suggested I take the time to get to know my future father in law. Dad smiled, gave his daughter a quick kiss, and she ran out the door. We sat back down and finished dinner and then he passed me a scotch neat and a cigar. It was great. The country, the cigar, the scotch. I could only think of one thing that would make it better, but the prospects of a blow job had run out the door a couple of hours ago. “I know, let’s take these out to the hot tub,” Dad suggested as he set his cigar in the ash tray and his drink on the coffee table, stripping right there in the living room. I never really look at guys in the locker room but he was very impressive: a thick pelt of grey fur covered some impressive pecs and a flat stomach, below which hung an very impressive seven inch uncut cock. Feeling slightly self conscious, I blushed a bit and looked away. “Hehehe no reason to be shy, Son. It's just the two of us now and there are no neighbors for miles around. Come on. Let's enjoy the great outdoors like God intended and soak in the tub. Grab the bottle and two more cigars and meet me out there once you're ready." As he turned away I noticed a small scorpion tattoo on his back thigh. I was a bit surprised as my sense was few of his generation had tattoos, but I still I liked it on him. In any event, following his orders, I sheepishly striped down. My body was much less furry than his, and my cock measured in at six inches, so it occurred to me I could be his son. Grabbing the Glenfiddich and two more cigar I timidly walked across the room and stepped outdoors. My cock shrank even smaller in the cold air, even as I pranced and jogged to the tub. Hoping in, I yelped a bit at the temperature change. My footing went a bit and I half sat on Dad as I landed my seat. “Easy Son, don’t spill the liquor or ruin those cigars, hehehe.” We continued chat and drinking for a bit. The scotch relaxed me, and the cigars were excellent. My thoughts must have wandered a bit to where my fiancée and I had left off, 'cause I found myself getting hard under the bubbles made by the water. In an effort to relax, I stretched my legs out a bit and hit the legs of my soon-to-be father in law. “Sorry.” “Not a problem. I'll even give ya a bit of a massage.” Before I could say anything his hand started working my foot and a sigh escaped my lips. His big hands worked the soles of my feet, and I felt everything relax body, as pleasant, but the most odd sensations traveling up my legs. Dad's attentions were, most oddly, not doing anything to help my erection. Dad put one foot down, and positioning himself between my legs, took-up my other leg, so my legs were now spread and my body half floating in the water as he did magic on my feet. He clearly knew what he was doing, and for the first time I understood why women love foot massages. It was amazing. His hands started massaging up my legs, first working up my calves and then up further, massaging the tops of my thighs, digging deep into the muscles. His thumbs grazed my balls and my eyes shot open. I tried to sit up but all I did was lock my legs around his back, which caused the two of us to slide up against each other. I stared into his eyes and felt my cock throb against his furry body. The water bobbed me slowly up and down, and I could feel his hard cock just touching between my ass. His hands moved around behind my back and I was mesmerized, staring into his eyes as he pulled me forward and kissed me. Instinctively I kissed back, pulling him against me, chest to chest, moaning with pleasure. I had never felt a man before and it was amazing. His rough hands grabbed my ass and started teasing my hole. The calloused fingers pushing into me and scraping me, working my virgin hole open. I knew what he wanted, and just as I got accustomed to his fingers, he pulled me hard down on his cock. My scream echoed out into the night for a split second before his mouth was covering mine, eating my pain as he ignited my passion. His thrusts started slowly and I whimpered with each tug and pull as he forced his monster into my ass. Soon it hurt less and less, and within less than a minute or so the pain turned into pleasure. Instinctively I found myself working with him, meeting each of his thrusts and sliding back as he withdrew. My cock was rock hard as the water was splashed around. The he pulled off me for a moment and looked again into my eyes. His cock stopped moving in my ass and he just held me there. I could feel his heart beat through his cock . “You want to breed you Son? You want my dirty Daddy seed in you?” “Yes, please whatever you want just keep fucking me.” “Did my daughter ever tell you the reason why her mother really left?” “Well, I figure it was because of what we are doing right now,” I chuckled "Well, yes,” he replied, smiling, "but also because I'm poz, and with my raw cock in your ass, if I shoot in you you’re most likely going to be knocked up. Made into my poz son and carry the same virus. Is that what you want?" I had no words. Here I was a virgin to gay sex let alone poz gay sex. The only thought in my head was I did not want him to stop. As an answer to his question I began rocking back and forth on his cock. “Oh thank you Son that feel so good. It has been so long. Plus I already shot in you once so it was kind of a moot point. Here some the second load son. Be my boy forever” This time I felt it: a deep throbbing as his cock grew bigger and bigger, pulsing in my hole. His cum felt like a tongue deep in my ass licking the walls and making them wet. Just after he shot, his hand grabbed my dick and pumped me furiously. My last neg load shot over my head. As I came down from my orgasm, my hole sore and throbbing, his cock still buried in my ass. Catching my breath, I looked into his eyes and said one word: "More."

I012-06-02 I had just finished shaving my whole body smooth and hairless, head to toe. That way all my custom fitted leathers and gear would fit ever so snug and tight to every mucle on my body. In addition, I had found most MASTERS perfer hairless slaves, as so not one thing gets in way of their use and abuse. I slid-on my cock and ball rings and stretchers, then pulled on my super tight unlined black leather jeans over my legs and over my ass cheeks, with a thick belt closing it all in, but all so buldging out. Harness boots, a chest harness and bar vest open to the chest was my look. I tied my full leather slave hood and locking bondage collar with metal chain lead to my side belt, just in case I met a MASTER who wanted to hood 'n' collar me in public. I had only three fresh rigs left and no product to fill them. I like to slam and with the real good stuff pure crystal shards that have an extra kick or chemical bite to them and a good overwhelming sexperv rush once slammed hard into my veins. I need to call my dealer and see if I can pick it up on my way out to the bars tonight. Brent was my meth and other substance dealer. If you needed it, he could get it and it was always good shit. Brent had been in prison for a few years for dealing and was proud of the fact. He was not black, but acted like a black bro with his speech, body language and his hair was done in tight cornrows. Most of his buds were black guys who also were dealers, hustlers and your basic street thugs. They were always around Brent and I even had to pass through them at his front door. Once buzzed in they would follow me down to his basement office where many of his deals were made. I showed up in full leathers with the black guys looking at me. "That's cool man, you lookin' like Shaft." "White boy want to be black?" "Boy wanna have black man in it?" We were already in Brent's office as two of the big black thugs were man-handling me like a side of beef. I was getting a bit horny as the two of them had very large cocks trying to get out of their pants. One black dude liked my leather clad body and said "I wanna fuck your ass, boy. You a tweaker-boy? I know you are 'cause you're here to buy shit." By this time I had forced back down and onto a couch with one of the black dudes pressing his whole body down on mine and holding back my wrists. "I wanna slam you full of meth boy, and then have a black man's way with a white boy. You're gonna like it cause I'm gonna give it to ya nice and strong, and then your gonna be begging for it, greedy fuckchempig, so ass horny for our long and thick black dicks." I could hear Brent's voice from across the room "Got some real strong stuff from Mexico if you wanna try it out on this pig. He's one of my regular customers and I don't think you two will have any issues with him." Before I knew it I was up and bent over a table with my hands cuffed behind my back. The black guy hooded my head real tight and locked it all in with my collar. My jeans were pulled down to my boots, my ass exposed and a horny black man turned me about. I then felt a cold swab on my arm and a tie off. Then, without a word, I felt a sharp prick and heard someone ask of someone else "Are you filming this?" My whole body started to hot rush and flash as my dick driped and my ass caught fire. I began to go wild with chem injected mind and body sexual use and abuse. I heard them laugh out as I became a drooling, oversexed drugged fuckslamslut. Before I could start begging for cock, both my ass and mouth were filled with thick African man meat. I was theirs, and belonged to them as they controlled me, as admittedly I wanted to be controlled: a white slave for black tops. All night long I was slammed and fucked while being locked or cuffed down, helpless without any escape. My legs chained high over my head and arms spread out, I could see a black guy's reaction as he slid his dick into my hole and at same time slammed my arm vein. He smiled and grinned a wicked smirk as he pushed down the plunger, sending all the meth into my body. I remember feeling his cock swell, becoming even harder and fuller as if he felt could feel, through my ass wall tissue, the rush I was experiencing. "I like to drug and fuck white boys 'til they are raw, red, bloody, sore and loaded with black man's man juice."

I emailed this Top whom I’d met on an all male site. He was 56, a businessman and Top, 6'1, 195, salt and pepper hair, strictly barebacked, and never pulled out. He said was interested taking me for my virgin ride. I had tried it once before, but chickened out; and the Dude shot all over my back. After numerous emails, we decided to meet. I got to the coffee shop at his hotel an hour early. I was nervous and sat in the car, playing the radio, thinking, but not hearing. Should I go through with it? Finally, I committed to go all the way. When I entered the restaurant, I immediately recognized his blue shirt and slacks. We greeted each other and sat down at the bar. He looked as advertised, maybe a bit older, but definitely in good shape. We talked in the corner. I told him that I wanted to take his Cum bare and deep. He warned that once he started, he wouldn’t pull out, and said he’d tie my hands, maybe my legs, maybe gag me, and go for my Pussy. Foolish and naïve that I was, I agreed. I’ll never know why. I knew that he might be POZ. He admitted as much when he said he’d never been tested. We got in the elevator. He had a big hardon and pulled my hand to his crotch. We walked, to the end of the quiet, deserted hall. He used his card key and hung a "DO NOT DISTURB" sign on the door. He turned and kissed me passionately. I responded, French kissing him back. My knees were like jelly, and I was shaking ever so slightly. No, I wasn’t cold. It was my nerves. He told me to strip and kneel on the carpet. I did as he ordered, pealing off my clothes slowly, in a delaying tactic, piling them ever so neatly on a chair. I was willing, but needed time. I’d used several enemas before cuming to the hotel, so I was ready. Meanwhile, I heard him peeing in the bathroom. He’d stripped off his clothes and came out nude, facing me in front of a full-length mirror. Hairy chest, some stomach, but strong hairy legs, hairy pubes, balls, 7-inch Dick rather thick, and fully erect. He told me to suck him, but that lasted for only minutes before he guided me to the bed. The taste his Precum lingered on my lips. He pushed me down on my back, arms over my head, anchoring them to the bedstead. He stuffed a pillow under my buttocks and started to rim me. God, did that feel great! With my Butt elevated toward the ceiling, he tied a rope over my stomach, cushioned by a towel, then under the bed, thereby immobilizing me on the mattress. I was dripping Precum like there was no tomorrow. There I lay with my quivering Mancunt open and exposed, an inviting receptacle for Any Man’s Seed. “Did I need to be gagged?” “No!” I replied adamantly; though he pointedly dug a Ball Gag out of his suitcase, and laid it on the bed stand, in case I got loud. At that point, I almost panicked, but was determined not to chicken out. He mounted me, kissing me deeply, pushing his Cock Head he’d prelubed with Vaseline into my Pussy. With a slow rocking motion, he was in to the hilt, then paused, waiting for me to adjust. He said simply, "Let's Fuck!" He started pumping slowly, then furiously, my legs propped round his neck. He fucked only for minutes till his breathing grew labored. I was nervous about the upcuming Load. What if he were POZ? Yeah, I was prepared to be barebacked; but was I also ready for the Bug? I’d never given it much thought. How would I tell my Doc I needed to be tested? What would he surmise? He’d been our family physician since I was a kid, Maybe I’d have to find someone else. I knew he wouldn’t pull out, and I wasn't going anywhere. He was going to get what he wanted; and maybe I’d get what I didn’t. He told me he was going to shoot and asked how badly I needed to be bred. I told him I was nervous, afraid, but wanted him more than ever before. We were sweating up a storm. He kept piston-fucking, both of us breathless. He held a bottle of Poppers under my nose, I mean, not for a second, but a whole goddamned minute. My head was spinning, and I wondered how wise I’d been to take that Viagra I’d “borrowed” from Dad. My Ass was more open than I’d ever thought possible. I was ready to be bred, whatever that meant. More ready than ever. Right then his Dick and my Pussy were the only things in the whole world important to me. One more thrust and he started spooging. He fucked me harder, growling as he went along. He kept his hot pubes nailed to mine, his Cock deep in my Hole. An incredible feeling of warmth welled up inside me. His Dick spasmed repeatedly as ropes of Raw Jizm spurted into my Cunt. I could hold back no longer and shot all over his belly. He lay, still, atop me, telling me that he needed to rest, and that his Seed needed time to germinate, for me to be properly bred. At last he pulled out, telling me I was his Pussy Boy and he was my Master. In a sense, he was right. I regarded him as my second father, husband, or something; and I was his Pregnant Bitch. He began biting my Nips grabbing my Buttocks, and roughly yanked my ankles apart—I suppose to prove his dominance over me. At that point, it didn’t matter. I let him do as he willed. I was exhausted, sweaty, cum-fucked, and accepting of my Status in Life. What a great feeling it was to fuck without Condoms, to feel his bare Dick thrust in and out of my Hole, the spasms when he pumped his Load, and the warmth of his Jizm. But that wasn’t the end of it. We did it twice more that afternoon. I was already stretched out and prelubed with his Cum, and no longer needed to be bound. I can't wait for next time. To be frank, I don’t know if I can wait for him to cum back to town. I may have to find someone else—just for the interim—you understand. There’s a park near our house. I think I’ll give it a try. I’ve never been, but I’ve heard stories of what goes on there after dark.

Hey guys. Im now engaged and really want some stories of my newly slutty fiancé getting pozzed. He's Andrew, a 21 year old. 6' tall. Brown hair. Blue eyes. 7" uncut. Bottom bitch. Ive gotten him started taking raw cock besides mine (10 raw cocks in 3 months) & he's addicted. If you need some help writing, I have pics & vids to get the juices flowing. Just message me. I just want some hot twisted stories of him getting pozzed.

I was in Amsterdam a few days ago. It was a cold, rainy winter day, so, I decided the best place to spend the afternoon would be the baths. Amsterdam has one of the best bathhouses I've ever visited, Club NZ. I wandered in there about 3:00 PM. As I expected, the bathhouse was quite full of naked guys. I had douched my ass and showered before leaving my hotel, so I quickly took my clothes off and took a quick lap around the bathhouse to see who was around. It was filled with the usual mix of all ages, sizes and nationalities. I hit the glory hole area and knelt behind one of the holes. A few dicks wandered by and which gave me a taste of several dicks. Getting somewhat bored with sucking dick, I wandered around until I came across the sling room, which was a very small, dark room with two slings hanging side by side. There was a lube dispenser on the wall, so I lubed up my ass and climbed into the sling closest to the door, laying there for several minutes before the first guy entered the room. Although the room was quite dark, I sensed he was Dutch, and I could see he was a tall, and slender, with a smooth, muscular build. He felt-up my hole, quickly pulled his towel off and draped it over his shoulders as he rubbed his semi-hard cock against my hole, stroking himself to get hard. Once he was erect, he slipped his cock up into my ass, vigorously pumping his long, thick, Dutch dick into my hole. I took a couple of deep hits of my poppers, which was a good move as the harder his dick got, the harder he slammed into me. The slapping sound of his cock against my ass must have drawn in some other guys, because before I knew it there were three other men standing about, each stroking his cock as each watched the Dutch guy pound my hole, however, after about four or five minutes, the Dutch guy withdrew from my ass - without having cum. Fortunately I didn't have to wait long as a tall, heavy set black guy stepped up to my hole and in one swift thrust, slammed his BBC up into me. His cock was probably eight inches in length and was very thick. I had to take some more huffs of poppers to relax myself to accommodate his cock. Grasping my waist, he furiously pounded me for five minutes or so before he growled, unloading his seed into my ass. As soon as he pulled out another guy stepped up to take his place. This latest man looked to be Middle Eastern, and had a thick, black mustache. Around six feet tall, his build was slender but nicely defined, and his chest and arms were covered with a thick carpet of hair. He slipped his nicely sized dick into my ass and immediately deep-dicked my hole, which left me quivering with excitement. Without exchanging a word, the Arab leaned forward and played with my nipples, exquisitely pinching them as he fucked away. Utterly stimulated, I grunted, groaned and moaned as the Arab used me for his pleasure. Just then another guy entered the room and without a word slipped up into the other sling that was beside mine. Before I realized what was happening, an unknown guy was fucking his ass. As soon as the Arab guy filled my ass with his load, he pulled out and left, only to be replaced by the Dutch man who happened to walk through the doorway just as my ass was vacated. Entering my ass, the Dutch man fucked me for five or six minutes before his load exploded in my hole. The guy who had been fucking the guy next to me then withdrew from the other bottom and slid inside my ass, alternating between each of our asses as a number of guys gathered around the slings, taking in the view. The top moved from my ass to that of the other bottom, and no sooner had he done so when one of the voyeurs stepped into position and commenced fucking me as a another voyeur stood beside the top in my ass, stroking himself, within a minute or so spraying his load all over my chest and face. The sight (or aroma) of cum with which he spray me must have really turned on the two tops as almost simultaneously, both men let out a groan of pleasure as both my ass and that of the other bottom were filled with a load of cum. But I wasn't done yet. A young Dutch kid had entered the room and had been watching the fuck session. Once my ass was empty he stepped up and slid his rock hard cock into my ass. He was a quick cummer, as only two minutes or so passed before his balls blew a thick load of cum into my hole. By now, I had been in the sling for about 45 minutes. Not only was my ass was getting a bit sore, I was also mindful I generally don't approve of 'sling hogs', so I climbed out of the sling and took a quick shower. I made it a point, however, to hold the loads in my ass as I really savor that wonderful moment when the cum inside MUST to come out. On my way back to the locker room, I passed the orgy area where I saw eight or nine guys who were, from the sounds of it, sucking and fucking, so naturally I entered the room to watch. A gorgeous looking, tall, muscular black guy was getting sucked off by a kneeling, somewhat older guy. I approached and sucked the black guy's muscular tits, which gave me the perfect vantage place from which I could see the black guy was blessed with a very impressive nine inch cock. As I nibbled and sucked on the man's tits, I realized (with pleasure), the black guy was exploring my hole. "How many loads are in you?" he asked with a smile. "At least five loads," I replied. He pushed the old guy off his cock and told me to bend over an nearby platform. I eagerly did so, taking a hit of poppers just as the hung black dude slammed up inside my ass. Although I had been fucked my a host of dicks within the past hour or so, still I had to take several more huffs of poppers before I was able to take his dick comfortably. He pounded me hard and deep for over ten minutes before finally groaning as his balls unloaded in my ass. I could feel his cock throbbing with each volley he shot into my hole. This was about all I could take, so I thanked the hot black guy for his load and headed for the showers where I cleaned up, dressed and headed back to my hotel. I managed to keep the loads in my hole for several more hours, but eventually all that cum had to make an exit. Damn! Feeling the cum oozing out of my hole, and seeing the immense pool of sperm I had received was so fucking hot. Amsterdam never ceases to delight me. It's always a great time.

I went to a 13 man gang bang last night as the cock clean up sub. It was 12 tops and 1 bottom and me. Basically i was there to keep the tops hard and clean in between their turns. Tops would fuck the bottom and blow and pull out for the next one and sit around. I went around and clean them up with swallowed all the asspussy juice and cum. So much fun!

I love nothing more than getting str8, married dudes off. I've learned at the Adult Sex Shops here in Vegas that the best times for str8 dick is sometimes early in the morning, when guys will make a quick stop at the ABS booths for a super quick bj on their way to work. But, mostly I try to be at the ABS's during the noontime lunch breaks. And from about 3:30p-5:30p when guys are on their way back home, after work, to the wife and kids. I hit up one of my favorite ABS's here in Vegas this afternoon about 4pm and I definitely hit the jackpot today. I stopped at Peepland and the parking lot was full. So, I knew I was in for a treat. Sure enough, half of the dozen booths had their little red lights on. I tried the door knobs of the occupied booths. Most were locked. But I found one unlocked. I stepped inside and found a rather plain looking guy sitting on the chair, his hard cock in his hand, jacking off to str8 porn. He didn't even look up at me, which for a str8 guy, is an invitation to come in. As his eyes stayed glued to the porn on the large screen, I locked the door behind me, took off my glasses and put them in my pocket and knelt down in front of him, between his legs. He never even looked at me as I bent forward and took his cock in my mouth. I sucked on his cock as I fondled his balls. He cock stiffened even more as I serviced him. About 5 or 6 minutes of steady cocksucking brought me the first load of the afternoon. He quickly pulled his dick out of my mouth. Stood and zipped up and was out of the booth before I could wipe his overflow cum from my goatee. I grabbed a paper town from the dispenser and wiped off as I headed out to check the doorknobs again. I quickly found another unlocked door. As I stepped in, I found a very, very tall, slender black guy sitting in the booth. His sweatpants were down around his ankles and a 9" slender bbc was in his hands. He was watching a str8 porn with a white chick taking a bbc in her ass. He gave me a quick glance as I stepped into the booth and locked the door. But didn't pay much attention to me as I knelt between his long legs and began to worship the huge piece of meat he had standing straight up from his crotch. I took as much as I could of his beautiful cock into my mouth. But it didn't feel like I was getting much in there. But, I did all I could to give him the best bj that I could provide. I would take occasional breaks to suck on his balls. He loved that. I don't like to use my hands very much when I'm sucking dick. But since his dick was so long and I couldn't get it as far down my throat as I would have liked, I did stroke his cock as an extension of my lips. He seemed to be enjoying it. Soon, I was sucking on both his big, heavy balls and he began to stroke his own cock. He seemed to really be enjoying my attention to his balls. Soon, I could hear the familiar sounds that signaled that he was getting close to coming. I wrapped my lips around his cockhead just as his hot ejaculate filled my mouth. I swallowed as much of it as I could. I got up, again wiped my mouth and left his booth, as he cleaned off his cock. There are two booths at the far end that have a large glory hole cut out between them. They charge $5 for those booths. And truthfully, they don't get much action. But I could see that one of the booth doors was closed and the red light was on above it. So, I stuck my head into the adjoining booth and looked through the g/h. An rough looking, scruffy guy in his mid 50's, with a white/gray overgrown beard and mustache, very scruffy looking, with a sun and wind weathered face, had his zipper open and was stroking a hard 6" cut cock. Ahhh....He had to be the owner of the Harley Davidson that was parked out front. I stepped into the adjoining booth, locked the door and slipped a $5 bill into the machine. I did the "finger thing" at the g/h. He noticed, but didn't respond. SHIT! Had I wasted five bucks? But, I kept glancing back through the g/h. He continued to stroke his cock. Finally, I thought, "fuck it". I'm just going to put my face up to the hole. I did, and he soon stood and put his cock to my lips. I quickly engulfed his hardon and began to suck. He would only put just his cockhead through far enough for me to suck on it. I couldn't take his full cock into my mouth. It was frustrating, but I realized that was all he was going to feed me. So, it ended up that he stroked his cock as I did the best to suck on his cockhead. Finally, when I could feel his cockhead swelling and getting even harder, I knew he was getting ready to blow. I wrapped my lips tightly around his cockhead as he shot a rather large load into my mouth. His load just seemed to cum and cum and cum and cum. I swallowed every drop, then as I licked his piss slit, he pulled his cock back into his jeans, zipped and left the booth. I still had a couple of bucks credit on my machine, so I just sat back and relaxed for a few minutes till the time ran out. Now, I was back into the hallway to find more dick. I saw an older guy leaving one of the booths. The red light above the door was still illuminated. I stepped into that booth and found a very attractive guy in his mid '40's with a rock hard 6.5" cock in his hands, stroking to the str8 porn on the screen. I locked the door and once again assumed my position on my knees, between his legs. He let out a sigh as my lips wrapped around his cock. It was still wet from the saliva from the older guy that had just left his booth. His cock was just the perfect length and width for me to be able to completely deepthroat. I did some of my best cocksuckin of the afternoon on his cock. I would continually change speeds, angles, depths. I wanted this str8 guy to have the best damn blow job he had had. I wanted to not only shame the cocksucking skills of his wife, but of the guy that had just left his booth. I think I did a pretty, damn good job on it. About 5 minutes of cocksucking found him filling my mouth with his sweet load. As I was getting up and wiping my mouth of his cum, I got the first really good look at his face. DAMN! He was one handsome, masculine fucker! I had been so focused on his beautiful cock, that I had completely missed how handsome he was. He was very, very masculine. His strong chin was covered in a heavy day's growth of stubble. And he had beautiful blue eyes. He gave me a nice smile and said, "Thanks! That was awesome". "Anytime", I said as I smiled at him while cleaning off my goatee of some of his cum. I left his booth in search of more dick. I spent about 15 minutes of either being turned down or finding locked doors. I guess I needed to give my knees a break, anyway. But I was getting frustrated. I was considering calling it a day and heading home, when I made another swing down the hall of booths. The gorgeous guy I had just blown was still in his booth. I stepped in and what would you know??? He was hard as a rock again. And stroking his dick. He smiled at me and asked, "You want another go at it?" "Fuck, yeah!" I locked the door and assumed my position between his legs. This time, he undid his belt and pants. He pulled his pants to the floor, pulled off his shoes and pulled his pants completely off. Giving me full access to his cock AND balls. I sucked for a few moments, then went to work on his beautiful, low hanging balls. BINGO! He was loving it. He was moaning in approval as I sucked first one, then the other of his giant orbs into my mouth. Then I licked under his balls. Oh, boy! He was loving that. The moaning was getting louder. My tongue continued lower and he lifted his knees to his now bare, hairy chest. He had a gorgeous, thin, muscular, very hairy body. I let my tongue slip down until I found his puckered rosebud. He let out a loud gasp as my tongue flicked across it. I spread his ass and slipped my tongue up into him. I was in heaven. Nothing makes me happier, than making a str8, married guy moan, groan and squirm in pleasure. Soon he had both his hands on his ass cheeks, spreading them for me, to allow my tongue to go deeper in him. Then he swung his leg over my head and pulled himself up from the chair. He quickly turned and bent over the chair. His ass was in my face. I spread his asscheeks and dove my tongue back into his hole. I ate him out, kissed his hole and made love to it for about 5 minutes. I may be an OK, even a pretty damn good cocksucker at times. But one thing that I KNOW I excel at, is eating a hot ass. When it's a tight, clean hole like his, I can't get myself deeply enough inside it. I licked, kissed, slid my tongue deep inside till I could taste and feel the soft, pink insides of his hole. I truly made love to his beautiful ass. Soon, he stood up, turned around and slipped his rock hard cock back into my mouth. He held my face and facefucked me as hard as he could. I was taking his cock as far back in my throat as I was able. Soon he was groaning as he filled me with another of his sweet loads. Fuck! This guy is one horny fucker. As we both put ourselves back together, I asked, "Do you come here often?" "Unfortunately, I don't have the opportunity, very often", he said. "Well, I hope to run into you again. You're fun!" "Anytime, bud", he said. As I left his booth, left the store and headed back home. Completely satisfied with some of the funnest cocksucking I've had in a long time.

I grew up watching gay porn at first then as i started watching str8 films where over 90 percent of them had no condoms shown it really started to become a turn off to see condoms in any porn i watched, but there are a couple films i really still watch every once in a while mainly cause how hot the actors were Here's one http://wtfteen.com/amazing-twinks-tommy-anders-and-jesse-starr-fucking/ havent seen either of these 2 since the time i first saw it, (8 or so yrs now) dunno what happened to them

Outstanding description of this very perv story and great advice. My advice? Follow SirPhilippe's advice! Keep the hot perv incestuous sex going!

Anyone in MA.RI.or NH. In to scat play looking for bottom shit pig

Nothing but a cum filled faggot. My blood tests show that i'm 50% POZ CUM & 50% Meth.

On vacation here in New Orleans and hopped on all the hook up sites. Tuesday morning I got a reply on A4A from a black guy living on Bourbon who needed to dump a load. After some quick prep, I headed out of my hotel for a short 5 minute walk to his place. When I got there he had the gate open as well as the door to his place. Walking in, the place was totally dark except for on small light off to the side. He was standing just inside the door ready for action. After stripping off my clothes, we got down to business. He sat back in his recliner spreading his legs and I dutifully knelt down .between them grabbing hold of his cock and guiding it to my mouth. After bobbing up and down his shaft for a few minutes, he wanted to kiss. After making out, I went back to sucking his cock which was now a rigid thick shaft of meat. I knew then that my ass was going to get a good workout. After sucking that tasty piece of man meat some more, he instructed me to up on the bed, bent over, ass in the air. He got behind me and sat down on a stool and proceeded to eat my ass out. He got my hole sloppy wet and ready to be fucked. He got up to guide his hard shaft to enter my hole. Spitting on his cock, he shoved it in. Something that big was going to hurt, but I accepted the pain for the pleasure that was going to cum. He poked me a few times in that position, but being a tall bottom, it can take a few repositionings to get the right angle to fuck. He guided me back to the recliner and instructed me to bend over in it. He re-entered me and started to really fuck me. He filled me up deep and wide with his cock. He took control and really pounded my ass. I knew I had no choice and accepted my role as a cumwhore. Soon he started cumming deep in my ass and slowly pulled out. It was a fantastic fuck. He's contacted me again and am headed over for round 2 right now.

When I was younger and married I used to hook up on the DL, usually in restrooms. One guy became a regular and would wait for me at a particular restroom. He'd spit on his cock and slide under the stall wall and I'd sit on it and he'd breed me. One time he followed me from the mall where we hooked and found the office building where i worked. He made an appointment to see me, ostensibly to sell me something. I had no idea who it was until he showed up. He saw how my office was set up. He left a note on my car to meet him in the downstairs restroom when he drove by (he knew I could see all the cars that drove by from my corner office since he'd been there, it had floor to ceiling windows). Once I was with my wife and he walked past us in the mall, so he knew I was married. I was scared to death he was going to expose me, and he knew it and pretty much had a hole to fuck anytime he wanted, and he'd subtly hint he'd expose me if I ever said no. Looking back on it as I am now, it's really hot to me because I'm a slut now, but then I was conflicted and scared and he used it to his advantage.

I've had pierced nips and a PA for more than decade. My jewelry is all Stainless Steel (which is non-magnetic). None has ever been detected by a walk-thru metal detector. The nip rings sometimes do show up on the back-scatter scanners. I just tell the TSA agent I have pierced nipples and he wipes down my chest with the back of his hand to confirm before sending me on my way. Never a big deal. (I'm guessing that the PA has never been detected because it is "hidden" behind the zipper or metal buttons on my jeans but that's just a guess.) While most TSA agents are utterly unfazed when I say I've got pierced nipples, the best reaction I ever got to saying I have pierced nipples is the guy telling me "Oh Cool! So does my husband." :-) Go get your PA, dopey. You are now cleared to fly.

Jesse’s Deepest Desires - As told by Brandon Sunday morning alone. Ben had gone out to have brunch with some straight friends from work that I did not particularly care for so I had elected to stay home. Sitting on the porch in my speedo drinking coffee and reading the Sunday paper was far more relaxing than dealing with a table full of noisy females, particularly when the Mimosas and Bloody Marys kicked in. The doorbell rang. Was a visitation by the Jehovah’s Witnesses or was this going to be a repeat of yesterday? At first I was not going to open the door suspecting the former, by my curiosity (and lust) got the better of me. Glancing through the side window I saw it was one person, so I was not going to get the Watchtower thrust in my face. I opened the door to find a very flustered Jesse. After that first evening we had had them over we had not maintained anything more than very casual contact with Paul and Jesse as they seemed too uptight for us. Certainly I would not expect that Jesse would turn to me in a time of crisis. “Can I come in? I need to talk. I didn’t see Ben’s car. Are you alone?” I noticed that he was holding a DVD with a post it note stuck on the front. “Yeah. Ben’s gone to brunch with a bunch of the females from his work. He’ll be away for a few hours. Come in. It looks like you need to talk.” I had forgotten how hot Jesse was. He was wearing a tight tank top and skintight faded jeans that displayed his physique to perfection and emphasized his ample bulge. I closed the door behind him and led him through to the couch. “OK, sit down and tell me what’s on your mind.” He looked anxious and confused. “I don’t know where to start.” He paused. Because this involves us and I think it involves you guys as well.” What did he know or suspect? That Ben or I or both of us separately had had sex with Paul? Or something else. “Paul’s out for the day visiting family and I was having a quiet day enjoying myself. I needed to do some laundry before he came home and I found this lying on the dryer”. (Note: Our condos have the washer/dryer in an annex next to the second bathroom. He didn’t leave it in communal space!) He held up the DVD for me so I could read the note. The movie was “Raw Cheating Lovers” and the note read. “Watch this one first. Time for you to get ideas on how to get some dick and ass. If you want a repeat, you know where to find me. B.” I recognized Ben’s scrawl immediately. Careless of him to initial it. Jesse waited a moment for it to all sink in. “I saw this DVD next to the TV when you guys had us over for drinks. I watched some of it after I found it and it pretty much fits the description on the box.” He turned the box around and read from the blurb. “When you are cheating on your boyfriend you want it all. Raw, no protection and taking loads.” He paused, and looked intently at me to see my reaction. I just looked at his beautiful face and full lips and said nothing. Jesse was obviously waiting for me to say something but I remained silent. “Brandon, do you think that Paul is cheating on me, with Ben and maybe other guys?” Now I had to say something. “Depends on how you define cheating. Ben cannot cheat on me because we allow each other to have sex on the side.” I stayed away from saying anything about him and Paul. “This movie stresses bareback cheating and load taking. I don’t know if Paul is fucking around, but if he is I am sure he would be using condoms.” He paused. “I mean, he would, wouldn’t he?” I could see the fear and panic in his eyes as he spoke. “Guys don’t always know their status and sometimes don’t tell you or lie about it.” He looked straight at me. “Would you be ok with Ben taking loads from poz guys with all the risks that it entails?” I grinned at him and then gave him a hug. He did not pull away. I had realized by this point there was no way I was going to get my bare dick in his tight ass so I may as well say it the way it is. “Sure, I would hate for Ben to have to reduce his pleasure by forcing him to use condoms. When we fuck around its always raw. Bareback only for both of us.” I hugged him a little tighter expecting him to pull away in disgust but he put his arms around me and pushed his crotch against mine. I could feel he was starting to get hard. To my surprise his planted his luscious lips on mine and immediately started deep kissing. This was getting interesting. I had admitted to him that Ben and I fucked around bare, and I had not said anything about status and now he was all over me with a hunger that needed to be fed. After a minute or two of frenzied kissing, we were both rock hard. He pulled away from me to say something. “I go top or bottom I don’t care. But I want you to fuck me bareback and cum in my ass. Please. I need it so bad.” That was an amazing transformation. Here he was, begging for raw sex only a few minutes after he walked in the front door traumatized by the thought that his boyfriend was cheating on him bareback. He never bother to ask me about my status. I didn’t care about his. If he was negative I was going to breed him anyway. He was going to get a toxic load the same as Paul had. “Fuck Yeah! I’ve been wanting to fuck your tight butt since the first time I saw it.” He grinned at me and put his hand on the fat bulge in my speedo, which by now had swelled to almost its full size and was filling the swimsuit almost to the left side seam. “I’m going to enjoy this. You’re quite a bit bigger than Paul.” I groped his crotch in return. “Yeah, and I’m going to enjoy this when you return the favor.” I turned him around and with my crotch against his ass crack steered him to the bedroom. We rolled around on the bed for a moment kissing and touching until we both needed to take it further. He lay on his back on the bed and I unbuckled his belt, undid the waist button of his jeans and unzipped his fly. As his bulging underwear came into view I became immediately aware of a strong smell of stale piss. I suddenly thought of Brad and Brent at the orgy and how much of a turn on their piss play had been. As the smell of his crotch hit his nose Jesse gasped. “Oh fuck. I forgot to shower. I was in such a hurry to get dressed and I wasn’t expecting this.” I answered his fears by pulling down the front of his briefs and taking his fat mushroom head in my mouth, reveling in the musky pheromones and the salty taste of his dick and pre-cum. As he realized that I was not going to reject him he relaxed and enjoyed the blowjob. As I wanted to get to his balls I pulled down his jeans and underwear. I then realized where I had seen him before. He had an unmistakable cartoon devil tattoo on his crotch. I pulled off his t-shirt and jeans and threw them on the floor and pulled up his briefs. Lying on top of him I ground my dick against his as I started kissing him again, pausing only to whisper in his ear. “I’ve seen you on the web, WetJesse89. Lick my sweaty pits!” He was still wearing his briefs, and I was still wearing my speedo, with me sitting on his crotch facing him. I grinned at him. “I know what you like, WetJesse89, pissy crotch!” I relaxed my muscles and soon the translucent pre-cum patch in my white swimsuit grew as my full bladder started leaking into the fabric. I saw his eyes grow large. I grinned. “Don’t worry, mattress is well protected.” I continued to piss until I knew his briefs were soaked and his butt was in a puddle. I stopped. “Time for a Sunday morning drink”. I got up on my knees and moved towards his face until my wet crotch was touching his nose. “Suck my dick through my speedo” I commanded as I started pissing again. He was sucking as fast as he could but a lot still flowed between my legs and splashed onto his chest. He pulled down the front of the swimsuit and took my spewing dick into his mouth and drank it greedily. After a while the flow stopped and slid back on his slick body to lie on top of him with my face inches from his. “Kiss me, piss mouth.” I ordered. As we were kissing I enjoyed the taste of my piss on his tongue and lips but now more than ever I wanted to taste his hole. I sat up and slid down to his crotch and pulled off his wet briefs. I lifted his legs and spread his legs giving a clear view of his tight pink pucker. Whether he wanted it or not he was about to get bred with my toxic sperm. I stuck my mouth between his ass cheeks and started working on his sweet hole. As I thrust my tongue into its musky depths he relaxed his sphincter giving me full access. “Oh fuck yeah!” he uttered. “Paul doesn’t rim me like that. It feels so good.” By this time I could not hold back. I needed to fuck him, and he needed it too. “Fuck me please. Please!” I was not intending to disappoint him. I grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand and was about to slather up my dick and his hole when he stopped me. “No, just spit. I want to feel everything. Skin on skin, nothing in between.” My kinda guy! Having been fucked by Paul, I knew I was quite a bit larger than him so I took my time entering. I pressed my furiously leaking cockhead against his hole. With all the pre-cum I hardly needed lube after all. Jesse uttered a gasp of pain as my cockhead slid inside the outer ring of his chute. “Fuck Yeah!” he muttered. “Long since I’ve felt bare meat filling my hole. Needed it so bad. And you longer than fatter than Paul. I love being fucked by a big dick.” I didn’t say anything as my cock slid up his tight passage stretching out his rectal walls. We both uttered a grunt of pleasure as I passed the inner sphincter. Jesse could not get enough as I fucked him on his back, on his side, doggy style and finally with him on top of me. I suppose I might have considered pulling out – (not really!) – but Jesse did not give my any opportunity. He was riding my dick as I lay on my back and I was getting close and he could sense it. I could see the need in his eyes. “I’m close. Where do you want my cum?” He said nothing but started moving more rapidly until I felt my load rising up my cock and spurting into his deep into his bowels. “Inside.” Jesse hadn’t cum yet and was probably as horny as hell. As he lifted himself off my cock I noticed the pink streaks in the cum that dribbled out. My Poz load had a path into his bloodstream! Now it was his turn to return the favor. “Now you fuck me! Bareback of course.” He looked at me for a moment. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” I thought that was an odd thing to say under the circumstances. “Fuck yeah, of course. I never refuse a load. Jesse wasted no time. “If you’re sure you want me to fuck you raw then I want it the same way as you fucked me. No lube, just spit.” Luckily Jesse’s 7 inches was small compared to some of the cocks that had fucked me recently. First he fucked me doggy style, then he turned me on my back and pulled me to the edge of the bed and fucked me that way. “I like it this way.” He grunted as he fucked me hard. “Then I can see you face when I shoot my load deep into your slutty ass.” Damn, the little pig really knew how to fuck, deep and shallow, slow and fast, getting to every part of my insides with his rock hard power tool. Now he asked “Where do you want my load.” I said nothing. “You’re going to get it inside where all cum belongs.” With that he thrust hard and I felt him start to shoot his red hot load into my chute. He kept thrusting and must have shot eight or nine squirts. He took a moment to catch his breath and then he pulled out, looked at the alarm clock and said “Shit, I better be going. Paul will be home soon.” He surprised me by pulling on his still wet briefs and then his jeans and T-shirt. I thought that he would probably need to take a shower before Paul got home because I suspect Paul was not into watersports. He was out there in a hurry. Luckily there was a way he could walk between our condos without being seen by any random passersby as his jeans showed the very visible signs of his damp briefs. Our hot and passionate fuck session totally gave lie to idea that Jesse had trouble staying hard and was “mostly a top”. He certainly liked getting fucked and taking my load, and breeding me in return, just like Paul. Maybe the problem between those two was the condoms. I stripped the bed and cleaned up the mess. I put on new sheets thinking that we needed to buy some more as we had been having so much sex that there was almost always a pile waiting to be laundered. Then I took a shower and went online. I searched for a while until I found “WetJesse89’s” profile. It hadn’t really changed as far as I could see but obviously since I now knew who he was I looked more carefully. Into all sorts of piggy play but nothing about status, only the statement. “Absolutely only safe sex. No Condoms, no sex.” Seems like he broke that little rule with a vengeance. I also noticed with interest that he had the twins, Brad and Brent, listed as friends. And no mention of having a boyfriend!

I have had mine for 20 years now and have never had any trouble with the old style scanners either here or on my overseas travels including the US. I went through Bangkok the day they had new full body scanners installed, it showed up then and the poor guy running it almost had kittens when I told him what it was. Went through another one in Dallas 3 years ago, generally they couldn't have cared less. I also have a metal plate in my collar bone and screw in an ankle that show up on the full body scanners.. so it' just a bit more metal. Have only had one airport where I had any problems and that was with the dickheads at Miami!!! Get that pa.. you won't regret it.

Plucked and ready for the table ....

Was in Berlin before Christmas and made my usual trip to the Boiler when in the city. Once again I wasn't disappointed with the cock that wanted to fuck bareback. I love Glory Holes so I did a lot of action there, took three bareback loads there and then moved on to a sling. I love having my legs wide open and cum oozing from my hole. A couple of guys came in and on fingering my cunt smiled and asked me in German if I wanted some more loads mixed in with what I had...oh yes please! As one started to finger my hole and then slip his nice thick 7" cock in me and pound my cunt, the other guy went off and came back with another friend of theirs...suffice to say that I swallowed a lot of cock down my throat...and took all their loads deep in my guts. I thought that would be that, but as I started to walk away from the sling another guy came up, bent me over and fucked me, depositing his load in me too. I later found out that he likes to fuck guys who have a few loads in them and my 'fuck friends' had told him that they had just triple teamed me in the sling and that I was a barebacker. Love the Boiler well worth a visit if you're in Berlin.

Went with a fuck bud to visit a mutual friend, got several loads from 5 guys overnight. Sat in the rim chair when i got home and fed em to my roommate till he tongue fucked me so good i shot two loads down his throat

Las Vegas Hawks Cumunion I have been to Cumunion at Hawks in Las Vegas and at Steamworks in Seattle and they are totally different environments. Vegas is pretty much a free for all and Seattle guys seems to be uptight and a little picky. I am 50 with a slender athletic build and do not look my age. When in Vegas I usually have the words cum hole sharpied on my ass cheeks so it easy for all to know what I want. The two dark rooms are always the best as there are usually 5-6 bottoms bent over and waiting to take anybody and everybody. The video room or the open play room is the next best two areas. I have had luck in all and will def be there in Jan to start off the year right. Seattle has some very hot guys and the best place for play there is the gloryhole rooms or the slingrooms. I have left each establishment so poppered up I could barley drive home and my hole was always sore and leaking.

I have gotten well loaded there. For me it is all about the cum, so I let anybody fuck me. I almost think that doing so sends the message that I am down for anything and it gets me more cock..........

I've done that as the second or third bottom in an all night gangbang. I'd suck and fluff guys (and slurp cum out of his hole in between tips) until the bottom tapped out, then take his place.

I know it is tough... but it would be cool, if you could 'Like' stories.... if you enjoyed reading them. This and comments makes it easier for authors to continue a story line or start a new story.

So I was bored the other night and had taken an extra day off due to payroll being low. This gave me the opportunity to actually play longer than I usually do (I always like a full day to recover). I got off work, came home, had a drink and started cruising the websites which I frequent and came across a profile I had not seen before: a hot guy who's ethnicity I could not nail down but his profile stated "anything goes" which was a dead giveaway for poz and piggy. I sent him an IM with a hello and my number...and waited...no response. So I cruised some more, about an hour or so when his reply came back on my phone. "Hi Sexy, can you unlock?" I immediately did and waited. His reply came back: "do you party?" I answered back that I had once before and it was great, just haven't met the right men or had the opportunity since then. He replied back "Do you want to now?" I knew i had no real commitments for the next 36 hours and...WTH..why not? I texted back "Call me". He called within 5 and we chatted for a bit about what we like and what we might do. "Do you want to come over?" he asked. "Sure, I can be there in 20." I said, though he told me to make it 30 so he had the time to prepare. I cleaned up and got out the door, went downtown and got to his address. He met me at the door, not really looking as good as his pic (who does?) but a scruffier, piggier version of a Russian soldier. We did the usual introductions and I went inside, up to the apt and met his roommate, then into the bedroom. It was simple and luxurious, with a huge wall-mounted TV playing porn and a large laptop on a shelf by the bed. A pipe and bag were on the dresser. I asked him "do you like what you see?" and he replied 'I'll like it better naked." We both stripped and got on the bed. He loaded up the pipe and we both took a hit, swapping the vapor back and forth in sensual kisses. We caressed each other and swapped for about 10minutes when it started to kick in...WOW... "I really have only done this once before" I said "so give me any pointers you have." "I have a tiny bit of G leftover, you want that? I can mix it with the gatorade." "Sure" I said, knowing this would just make me more piggy. He mixed it up, I drank it and laid back. We played with each other for awhile, sucked dick and did another hit when it all kicked in. Suddenly all I wanted was to eat his ass. he turned over and I dove my tongue into his ass. It tasted great and...I could taste some cum in it. "Did you get fucked earlier?" "Only one load from a fuckbud, we were partying earlier." So he was a real pig, excellent. We smoked more, becoming more and more passionate as the hour went by. We both get off on kissing, eating ass and playing with our dicks with their semi-hard state. I was laying on top of him, nuzzling and licking his ear and playing with his dick behind me when he suddenly whispered "oh man' gonna cum.." I immediately went deep throat on his dick and sucked every last spurt, holding it in my mouth. i leaned up over him and he immediately opened up as I drooled all his cum down into his mouth. We passionately kissed, swapping his cum back and forth between us. now I was ready to cum, so we switched positions and within minutes I had my cum drooled into my mouth. All i wanted was to eat ass again, so after a break and more smoke I started out on that hole. Looking over his upraised ass as I ate it, caressing his back and asscheeks, that's when I saw it: the point sitting on the dresser. The guy really WAS a pig. Part 2 coming soon....

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Me too! I love porn videos with group bareback sex where one of the bottoms dedicates himself to the jobs of spit lubing raw cock and cleaning up after the load is dumped. I've sucked a few cocks after they've dumped a load in another bottom but would love to have my face in the middle of the action with the top going back and forth between fucking a bottom's ass and face fucking me.

When Angelo got back home Tony was lounging on their patio naked and his cock was semi-hard. Angelo proceeded to fill Tony in on his time with Robert including the lingering look Robert gave to Angelo bulge. As Angelo finished recounting his time with Robert, Tony had got up from his lounge chair and proceeded to pull down Angelo’s shorts to start slowing sucking on his semi hard cock. As Tony slowly licked up and down Angelo’s shaft, Angelo proceeded to think out loud about Robert. Angelo felt with the right inducement they would be able to turn Robert from straight as an arrow guy into not only a gay lover but one who would relish using his power over his students for his own benefit. All Robert needed was to be programmed a little bit and have his sensibilities “rebooted” accordingly. Angelo thought they could turn Robert into a versatile leather bear once he realized how hot he really was. His old girlfriend's ignorance on what was attractive would be a powerful incentive to help program Robert to be the man he should he. Angelo commented how many young and impressionable college students Robert could easily corrupt as their professor and once corrupted could become the plaything of the weekend or more for them. Tony was getting more excited by the moment and started to suck harder on Angelo when Angelo commented that he believed that Robert was watching from his window. Angelo decided that they should give Robert something to really remember. Angelo told Tony to lay on the lounge chair and slowly stroke his cock while Angelo went inside to get some favors. When Angelo returned he had two little baggies with him. The first one contained cocaine which he proceeded to place a small amount of his cock for Tony to snort. Tony wasted no time in doing so and then took Angelo’s 2nd little bag which contained some T and proceeded to give Angelo the booty bump he had been aching since their last party. Tony then proceeded to position angelo on all fours on the lounge chair looking at robert’s house and started to fuck Angelo long and hard. They both looked up to see Robert staying at them from his window but instead of moving away to hide the fact he had been seen Robert was to mesmerized by his neighbors to move. Robert proceeded to watch for another 15 minutes as he say Angelo being fucked right in front of him. Robert who hadn’t had any action for months since his break up felt his cock through his pants as hard as it had ever been. For the first time in his life Robert thought about what it would be like to fuck another guy and the thought led to Robert moving away from the window so he could undress and start to stroke his cock. Robert moved to his desk and started looking for some porn to watch to complete rubbing a load out but for the first time he looked for gay porn. He didn’t last a five minutes before shooting rope after rope of cum into his towel and when he was finished he took his finger to drip it in his cum and tasted it. He didn’t know why he felt that he should do that but he found the taste to be a bit salty but surprising enjoyable. Angelo and Tony looked up after a while and didn’t see Robert there any longer. They decided to go back inside to continue their playtime. Tony started discussing with Angelo how he could introduce himself to Robert and an idea came to him on how he might be able to introduce himself along with Sam to Robert sooner than their planned party. Tony had the urge to start the corruption of Robert as soon as possible and he wanted to have Sam there to setup things in motion. End of Part 2….

Part 3 Boys................. It was around 4:00 A.M. when we all eventually collapsed out of exhaustion, Sam, Chris, and Ethan having taken more poison cum from Don, Julian and me. Ethan and Sam had taken turns being fucked ragged by Don, but I had a particularly amazing fuck with Chris who was equal to Ethan when it came to his capacity for being ridden hard and rough. I took our session a bit further having choked Chris to the point where he was about to pass out. Amazingly he at not point put-up any defence. It was clear to me at some point this weekend the three boys would be ripe for some suffering. As I drifted off to sleep Chris was snuggled by my side, Don and Sam were sleeping soundly together and Ethan kissing Julian and stroking his naked torso. I awoke in the morning to the sensation of hand stroking my morning wood. Although my head was quite foggy I nevertheless had a good idea with whom I was sleeping, and, as I anticipated, Chris was stroking my cock, a smile on his lips - lips that required me to kiss them, which was fine with Chris. Although Chris made it clear he wanted to feel my cock inside him for another round, I had a burning need to feel cock myself so whispered to him to lick me out and fuck me. He grinned in pleasure, slid down on the mattress so he could lift my legs, holding them immobile as he orally explored my hole as he also stroked my cock. I lay passive, enjoying the pleasures of a teenager’s tongue exciting my anal senses. The other guys hadn’t yet awoken but, when Chris plunged his manhood into my cunt, I made some fairly audible responses gradually roused the other guys. Chris had been fucking me for no more than five minutes, leaning in to kiss me when the doorbell went. Chris stopped mid fuck and looked at me. The large TV screen automatically flicked on and the security camera outside the front door showed the visitor to be the postman. Smiling, I looked over at my nephew, asking "Ethan baby, can you get the door for me? It’s Josh, the postman." Glancing at the screen Ethan remarked "What a fuckin' cutie," and, shooting a grin to no one and everyone, he stepped out of the room stark naked, and opening the front door to find Josh, who was preoccupied with sorting the various letters in his hand, didn't register Ethan was au naturel. “Morning Mr. A, nice day. I have a few letters that need a signatur…….” He broke off in mid-sentence as he took in my beautifully naked nephew standing before him wearing nothing but a sexy grin. “OH er...erm..sorry I was expecting Mr Anders” Josh blustered, slowly turning red. “He’s my Uncle” Ethan replied, “But he’s a bit…er…busy at the moment, can I help?” he asked seeing close up, Josh was very cute and in his 20’s. Because it was a hot day he wore post office regulation shorts and a blue short sleeve shirt that showed he was athletically built. He wore a stubbly beard with blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. His left arm had a full length tattoo down to his wrist which Ethan noticed, “Sweet inking, mate,” Ethan offered. Josh gulped, still staring at Ethan’s naked sexiness, “Er oh yeah thanks” he managed to reply. “You’ve got some ink on your finger” Ethan said grabbing his hand and pulling it towards him. Josh didn’t say a word but let his hand be taken and seeing a black smudge on his index finger, Ethan extended it and then placed it to his lips and sucked it while all the time watching Josh who simply stared back into Ethan’s eyes. Ethan licked his finger clean and let it go. By now Josh had regained some composure, commanding Ethan "Turn around." Ethan broadly smiled, turning to face the wall. Josh Josh came into the hall and we could all see he moved up behind Ethan and ran his hand up Ethan’s inside leg to his crack. Josh pulled his fingers back to his mouth and Ethan turning saw Josh lick them clean, remarking “Mmm, I don’t know how many loads you’ve got up there but the cum sure tastes hot,” he commented. “Do you want to come in? I’m sure my Uncle can sign for those,” Ethan said grinning back. Josh shut the door and he and Ethan walked off screen just as it switched off again. Chris was still inside me having just watched his boyfriend with Josh, as indeed we all had. Ethan came in first followed by the postman who took in the debauchery in the room with a huge dirty smile growing wider as he saw Chris fucking me. “Hey Mr A. Sweet” he replied. “Hey Josh, introductions later,” I responded, muffling a grunt as Chris bottomed-out in my hole. Josh didn’t need to be asked twice but took Ethan into his arms, embracing him with a hard kiss. Don and Julian were making out while Sam was servicing both their cocks. And so the morning continued with Josh getting a long hard blow job from my nephew before turning him around and riding him doggy in the centre of the room. Josh was well built and his tattoos weren’t just confined to his arm as they stretched and flexed over his back while he got energetic with Ethan. Chris came hard in me but I made him lick out his load and share it, something he had never done before, but enjoyed very much. Sam was getting a spit roast with the poison cock of Don inside his hole and after a while his deep voice growled out to the young slut, “Tell me you want me to breed your cunt." “Breed me sir,” returned Sam’s quick whimper, his speach impeded Don's cock which was ravaging in Sam's cunt and Julian’s cock which was balls-deep in Sam's throat. Chris lay on me again watching his younger brother and boyfriend getting bred, quietly asking “Is Josh poz?” Smiling I rhetorically asked “How do you think I know him?” “You also pozzed him?” he asked. “Yes, and he begged me for all of my deadly sperm,” I answered, separating Chris’ cheeks apart and resting my hard cock in his crack, “Just as you did,” I groaned. Chris helped guide my cock to his hole, “Breed me again master” he whispered. I rode Chris in several positions, slapping his ass and raping him hard before biting down on his neck and making him yell out as I pumped another load in him. Josh, meanwhile, had been welcomed by all. Initially he took to Julian and Sam, then he helped double fucking the teenager while Don ate out Ethan’s sloppy ass. Afterwards Don again fucked Ethan. The fucking continued most of the morning before I called time and made some coffee. “Boy, a word if you please,” I asked of Ethan, Chris and Sam. Josh was dressing, and lest he get away without hearing of my plans, I called him over saying “You too, Josh, if you don’t mind." Josh didn't mind. “Guys, we're having a little soirée this evening for some clients of ours,” nodding at Don and Julian. "We are wondering if you guys would mind helping us out?" I had four grinning faces before me as they’d all jumped straight into the gutter, which was partly true of my intentions. Ethan asked "What would you need us to do, Uncle?” “Well, we need a few guys to help serve drinks and, generally (and frankly) to serve eye candy for the evening.” “What sort of evening is it Mr A?” asked Josh. “Well I guess that depends how it goes, but let’s just say the men coming are very important and very, very broadminded,” I answered, returning Josh's smile, and giving a discrete wink to Don, who had caught my eye when he sniggered to himself. This was in part true, the clients were in fact new potential distributors for the porn company and after many drinks were very partial to fucking the hired help. “You’ll all be paid of course. Five hundred pounds each for the night” I offered. All four agreed straight away. “There’ll be a couple of other guys helping out too but since you three are staying with me anyway, I thought you’d like something to do on Saturday night” I said nodding at Ethan, Chris and Sam. Josh seemed very keen anyway. “Er Mr A., would these clients be anything to do with the porn company you own?” he asked smiling at me. The three teenagers looked at Josh, then at each other. Their grins got even wider. "Uncle. have you been holding out on me?” Ethan asked. “They are yes Josh,” I replied, “Don is CEO of BoyToys and Julian is Art Director” I said answering Ethan. “Fuck, we watch those movies”, Sam said to Chris. “Wait don’t they do hardcore breeding scenes?” Chris asked realising. “Yeah they do,” Don chimed in, “And tonight there’ll be some distributors we want to sell to in new markets who only want very dirty hardcore breeding so we need to make a good impression.” He finished. “Sweet” Ethan said. “So guys you in?” I asked. “FUCK YEAH” came back at me simultaneously from the four of them. The party was still being set up when we arrived in the water front studios. The building looked quite run down from the outside but was modern inside and we’d be using the studio itself which was laid out as a bedroom with huge bed in the middle of the space with big chairs and solid looking fucking height tables all around and all designed for the porn made there. The four lads were excited by the prospect. Ethan had been a flee in my ear all day about how he’d love to make porn. Like I hadn’t seen that one coming, especially with Don saying how much money we’d make with the three of them, “Look at them” He said to me, “And brothers too”. Two of the studios porn actors were also helping out this evening and we introduced them to Ethan, Chris, Sam and Josh. “This is Jermaine and Ben” Don said. Jermaine was 20, black, 6ft4, physically very impressive and very cute with one stud in his left ear. Ben was 19, sandy haired, glasses, slimmer’s build but a lovely smile and sexy ass. Julian came over and took over the arrangements, “Guys, you’ll be serving naked tonight and we want you to wear these collars” He showed them the white collar and dickie, “And these cuffs” He said showing them the individual cuffs. “Now I know you’re all young and virile so erections aren’t really an issue but I want you all to take some Viagra so you stay rock hard all evening” he continued showing them the packet of blue pills, “It will complete the look I want” he said grinning. “So what do you need us to do Julian?” Ben asked eyeing Sam, Ethan, Chris and Josh. “There are canapés and drinks to be served all night so you’ll be taking trays round, plus your eye candy for the night so be yourself and if they want to talk to you, charm them” He said. “And anything else?” Ben persisted. “Ben I’m sure you guys will be fucking later too, let’s just see how it plays out”, Julian replied. All the boys grinned as they knew that was the real reason they were here. At 8pm the guests started to arrive and all were welcomed by one or more of the naked boys all sporting hardons. All of them were attracting a lot of attention with perhaps Jermaine’s 9-inch monster getting the most. The guests were mostly men but some women and ranged in age from 20s to 50s. Don, Julian and I were mingling and talking to them while the boys wandered round with trays. “They are beautiful”, said one German guy who looked to be in his thirties, “They model?” He asked. “Actually only two of them are models for the studio. The others are my nephew, his boyfriend, his boyfriends brother and my postman” I replied grinning. The German looked at me for a few moments taking in what I’d said,” English humour?” He asked. “No” I replied. “Brother’s” he repeated. “I thought you’d like that” I said, “And yes they fuck each other” “And your nephew?” He continued “Yes I have had the pleasure” I replied proudly. “Excellent” He said contemplating while rubbing his crotch. News of the brother’s and my nephew quickly spread around the room and later in the evening after quite a bit of wine had been consumed Don came over to me,” We have to sign them” He growled at me. “Yeah I get that impression too” I replied staring at my sexy nephew smiling and chatting to two buxom women with a sexy grin and his lovely hard cock standing to attention before them. “I’m telling you we’ll have contracts with everyone in this room before the night is out” He replied quickly. “What you want to do?” I asked. “Let’s get them to put a show on. Jermaine is packing a high viral load and Ben is negative but he’s just told me he wants to convert and he’d do it here tonight for them” he said with excitement in his voice. That turned me on too, the thought of a negative bottom taking poz cum for the first time and for the audience, not to mention Ethan, Chris and Sam taking yet more tainted cum to continue their conversion. “Josh” I called as I saw him walking near me. Josh came over to us,” Yes Mr A?” he asked. I smiled at his lovely body and thick 8-inch erection standing proud for me. “Are you poisonous at the moment?” I asked “Yeah I am as it happens, I didn’t want to say as it was your nephew I fucked” he said sheepishly. “Oh don’t worry, I am too and I’ve been fucking him for a week” I replied “FUCK ME…Hot man” he replied in awe. “Listen, we need to put on a show and Ben wants converting, plus the boys can take a little more positive seed for our guests” I said looking at Josh. “Yeah sure, love to” He replied. I looked at Don, “Good?” I asked. “Good” he replied, grinning insanely. To be continued………………………………………….

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I don't seek or condone sex with minors under any circumstances. However, many people who will judge Mercer could EASILY get caught up in the same situation. I would be willing to bet that those 15 year olds looked older than 15 and were likely not virgins. I'm not making excuses, but just pointing out that plenty of guys have fucked underage holes (sometimes unknowingly). There is a guy in my neighborhood right now that is saying he is 18 and wants to breed me. What if he is lying? A couple of years ago, I did let a guy who said he was 19 breed me. Trust me, I was not first sexual experience. He was more mature than guys 10 years his senior. He knew exactly what he was doing and what he wanted.

Part 4 Later that night back at his apartment, laying alone in bed, Luke thought about Steve as he stroked himself, pleasuring his dick, abdomen, and speculating about getting a tattoo that matched Steve's unseen tattoo, taking pleasure in the thought that Steve’s most recent load still lingered in his ass. He stroked his cock harder and faster, pushing first one, then two, an finally three fingers into his stretched hole. In his mind flickered images from the shower – his face pressed against the cold marble wall, looking down to see Steve’s massive, tan legs outside of his as Steve pivoted and piston-fucked him from behind. Images from the night before, when he went to pull up his briefs and jeans and saw Steve's cum running down his inner thigh from his hole. Images of Steve’s dark pubic hair brushing against his face while he deep throated Steve’s massive tool earlier that afternoon. And then he thought of the cum again, that he’d let that glorious god of a man fuck him raw and blow his loads up in Luke’s gut. Finger banging himself, he knew his hole was still slick with Steve’s DNA from a few hours earlier. It was hardly surprising with all of this running through his mind, Luke blew a big milky load onto his stomach. ********************************************************************* The next morning while out jogging with his friend, Luke regretted sharing a little too much detail about his encounter with Steve when his buddy asked “You let him fuck you without a condom?!” “Relax. There is no way he has anything,” Luke replied, although as the words came out, he realized he wasn’t so sure. “That’s so fucking stupid in this day and age. You should go to the clinic and check into that morning after pill just in case. And you should definitely at least be on PrEP if you’re gonna make this a habit.” “I know, I know. Just chill and keep this between us. I’m sure I’ll be fine.” Luke then changed the subject and moved on. *********************************************************************** Luke texted Steve that afternoon. “I’m horny. Can I come over?” Steve responded “Sure. But my friend Billy’s coming over soon too. You up for 2 cocks, slut?” This was more uncharted territory for Luke, and yet replied “Maybe…. Be there in 30.” ************************************************************************ Billy wasn’t there yet, so instead of the usual get-right-down-to-business nature of their prior encounters, Luke had an opportunity to talk, and he commented “So listen, I’ve never really let anyone fuck me raw before without knowing more about them." “And?” Steve responded. “It’s just that this weekend has been mind blowing and amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever felt such... lust? desire? intrigue? for anyone like I feel for you.” Steve grinned broadly, pulled Luke close, and slid his tongue down Luke’s throat as he also ground his crotch into Luke, his hands, meanwhile, trailing down to fondle Luke’s ass. Still Luke managed to finish his thought saying “I guess, I don’t know how to say this. A friend of mine told me I’m being stupid and careless fucking you without protection or anything.” “What’s careless about what we’re doing?” “I don’t know… Do you have an STD or anything?” Luke got to the point. “Does it matter to you now?” “I, uhh” and Luke realized while perhaps it should matter, it didn’t. “I don’t know, really.” “I’ve fucked you twice now. Raw. Implanted my seed in you twice. You’ve swallowed my cum and piss, and your ass is lined with my DNA. If you want to be mine, you have to be mine fully.” Luke felt a warm rush over his body. The unknown was becoming known. He was nervous and turned on. What was Steve saying? “Touch my poz cock again, Luke” Steve said. Steve's command hit Luke hard, yet he instantly complied, maneuvering his hands down Steve's jeans, his head rushed with sexual energy and understanding. He now knew Steve was poz. HIV Positive. And he’d fucked Luke twice now. Luke had taken poz loads from a poz guy. Luke also was very much aware his own dick was hardening quickly. He felt it sticking to his briefs with a layer of precum. “Get on your knees and put my poz dick in your mouth. Accept your fate. Get me hard so that I can fuck you again. You’re my slut. Worship what’s flowing in me – and you – now.” Luke sank to his knees and undid the buttons on Steve's jeans. Steve's massive, semi-hard cock was free. Luke opened his mouth wide and guided the monster deep down his throat.

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