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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 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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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 first-time with another man story is coming out today. Tune in!

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

Sucking married guys and swallowing their loads has got to be one of my favorite things in life. If I could have my way, I'd have an endless line of married men to suck loads out of. This is a pic of my regular married stud.

Faggot pussy craves cock and cum like no other pussy. It worships cock and men. It knows how to milk cock for the maximum load. In a different world where there was no social stigma about guys being with guys, straight guys would bend the faggot over, spit on their cock, shove it in and dump their load on their way home to the wife and kids after work. Prostitutes would be put out of business. Far few marriages would end up in divorce as the guy would not have to beg his wife to consent to have sex when his balls were aching from the cum buildup - grab a faggot for a quick pump and dump and everyone would be happier. Faggots would be providing a public service.

Relative to some other stories I have read here, this one is going to seem rather ordinary, but for me at the time these events were not. This is a true story. After these events, I continued to live a normal, hetero life while submitting to my darker hungers whenever called upon to do so as I have up to this day. I was 19 and in my second year at university. I was a shy, introverted sort of guy (still am) but masked it effectively and, as a result, moved easily between tribes first in high school and later at the university I attended. I was tall, 6' with long, dirty blond hair and a dry, muscular physique. I was successful with girls largely on the strength of my ability to charm just about anyone. I was working my second year as a hotel clerk in a very large downtown hotel in the center of the city. My boss was a very handsome and sophisticated guy, 33 years old, guy who lived an openly gay lifestyle with a rich lover. I certainly had no issues with his sexuality and just enjoyed working with him. Over time, along with other staff, we began to hang out. Going to bars both straight and gay to drink and dance in the early hours of the morning after our shifts had ended. In those days, I was living with my girlfriend from high school (we'd been dating for three years) who was attending a college in the same town. Jon, my boss, asked me if I could help him move some furniture from his parents place in a nearby city to his lover's house during an upcoming weekend. I spoke to my girlfriend about it and she thought it was fine. She would just go home to visit her parents that weekend. The drive up to his parents' place in the rental truck was relaxed and easy. We arrived just after lunch and quickly got all his stuff loaded and secured in the back of the truck. We then headed to the hotel where Jon checked us into a twin bedded room before we went to get some dinner. In a gesture of gratitude, Jon treated me to a great steak dinner with wine and then drinks on the outdoor terrace before we headed back to the hotel for the night. I was feeling the booze but still wanted to smoke some weed before going to bed. Once in the room, we watched a bit of TV and I asked Jon if it would be okay if I smoked a joint on the balcony. He told me it was fine and I got my kit and rolled myself a joint before heading outside. Enjoying my toke in the warm summer breeze I quickly felt the buzz come on to me and after finishing my joint, sort of stumbled a bit as I entered the room again with a wide grin on my face. Jon just laughed and told me I looked pretty stoned. I told him he was absolutely right. Awkwardly, I pulled my t-shirt off stumbling and hitting the side of my bed almost falling over before managing to get it all off. I then kicked off my sneakers forgetting to take my socks off and dropped my shorts leaving my boxers on. I then layed down on top of the bedspread and promptly fell asleep. I awoke some time later to an incredible sensation. I will still solidly stoned so it took me a bit of time to realize that my boss had pulled my shorts off and was now sucking my cock. I lifted my head heavily and looked down to see him swallowing my entire cock as he sucked on it. He looked up and smiled. I tried to lift myself up but he pressed down on my chest and I relented, enjoying the most incredible sensation I had ever felt. Of course I'd had my cock sucked by my girlfriends, but never like this. Gently, Jon pushed my legs up and began to lick my ass. Again, I was experiencing something sexual like nothing I had ever felt before. Somewhere in my head a voice was telling me that this was wrong, that this was gay, that this was not something I was into. But my body was ignoring that voice with my moans and complete submission the proof of it. Jon then slid up the length of my body and lay on top of me. Again, I tried to lift myself but he easily held me down. He tried to kiss me, the rough, unshaven scratching of his beard against my face a strange sensation. I turned my head away from him but he grabbed my face and held me, his lips hard against mine. I relented and his tongue entered my mouth as I found myself surrendering to his kiss. His tongue was so much larger and longer than that of any girl I had ever kissed. I realized this must be how it feels for my girlfriend when I kissed her. However foggy my head, I was enjoying this and at some point just decided to let whatever happened, happen. I began to respond to his kiss and wrapped my arms around him, surprised at the hair on his back. "I knew you wanted this" I remember him telling me. I moaned in reply as I opened and lifted my legs to him in what seemed a natural response. His hard and substantial cock pressed against my ass as he kissed me while slowly humping against me. He broke the kiss and lifted himself off me. I just lay back with my eyes closed as I felt him leave the bed. I opened my eyes to see him with a facecloth and a small bottle he was wetting it with. A strong chemical smell filled the room. "This is going to help you relax and enjoy yourself more" I remember him telling me as he climbed back on top of me and held the facecloth to my nose and mouth. Initially, I sort of panicked and tried to get up off the bed, but Jon held the facecloth against my mouth and nose while pressing his weight down on me. Stoned as I was, I was not much of a coordinated match for him and as I inhaled, the effect of the poppers rolled over me causing me to slump back down onto the bed. "You like that boy?" he whispered to me as he began to dry hump me again with his big cock. I remember just moaning and feeling overwhelmed by an intense sexual hunger. He continued to hold the facecloth on my face with one hand as he lifted himself and spat into his other hand several times, spreading his spit on my asshole. The sensation was incredible and I would rock my ass to meet his slick hand. When he slid first one wet finger then another into me I responded by trying to fuck his hand. The poppers were providing a relentless rush and I could feel my heart pounding in my head. Jon spat into his hand several more times and then I felt the heat of his cock at my asshole. I inhaled deeply as I surfed on a wave of sexual hunger. He gently pressed himself into me, resting his weight on my hips. I felt a stab of sharp pain as his swollen cock head slipped in past my anus. I could hear him spitting and thick gobs of spit hitting my ass and balls as he continued to push himself into me. He grabbed my hips and lifted me thrusting forward at the same time. I gasped and cried out. He pressed the facecloth onto my face, holding it there as I inhaled the fumes as he slowly began to slide his cock in and out of my hole. In my drugged state I came to an immediate realization. I wanted to be fucked, I loved being fucked, I needed to be fucked. I responded to his considerate motions by lifting my ass to meet his cock. "You like that cock inside you boy?" he asked softly. "Yesssss" I replied the word trailing off to a sigh. He stopped moving and I groaned as he removed the facecloth from over my mouth and nose and again sprinkled it with poppers before putting it back on my face. I inhaled deeply and lifted my ass to feel his cock slide into me. "You're a fucking whore boy" he hissed. Those words seemed to set off a hidden circuit in my brain that electrified my entire body and I moaned loudly as the full meaning of them sunk in. Jon seemed to pick on this and began fucking me harder and faster, thrusting more deeply into me. His eight inch cock was now sending jabs of pain through me each time he bottomed out into my hole. The pain was somehow pleasurable to me and I wanted more of it as I hungrily tried to ram against his thrusts. "What a fucking slut" he continued as his fucking grew harder, more brutal. I responded by moaning and inhaling deeply from the poppers soaked facecloth. Fuck, I could not get enough of the sensation of his cock inside me. He began fucking me faster now, ever harder, ever more brutally. "I'm going to cum inside you bitch. I'm going to breed your faggot hole slut, I want you to beg me for it, beg for my seed you cum slut" he hissed as sweat began dripping of his face onto my chest. "Fuck me" I moaned. "Cum inside me, please" I begged. "Cum inside me, cum inside me, please, cum inside me, cum inside me..." I kept repeating as I struggled to meet the hard thrusts of his cock into me. "I'm going to seed you bitch and I then I will own you, I will own you completely, do you understand me whore?" he continued as I began wincing with each painful thrust into me. "Do you understand bitch!" he yelled. "Yes....yes.....I under....stand....owned....you own.....me.....please....cum inside me....own....me" I answered to the rhythm of his thrusts. He growled and slammed into me then held his cock deep inside me as he began to fire his load into me. He gripped me by the neck and began to squeeze, choking me as he trust again, shooting more of his seed into me. Between the poppers soaked facecloth and his choking I began to feel the room slipping away from me. He slammed once more into me and I felt like I was peeing then felt like I was blacking out. A moment later I was coming back again from the darkness. Jon had removed the facecloth and now rested the full weight of his body, moist with sweat, on top of mine. He put his hand around my throat again and squeezed gently. "You liked that didn't you whore" he whispered softly then kissed me. "Yes, I liked it" I replied, my voice betraying the exhaustion of what I had experienced. He squeezed my throat a little harder. "I own you now. You are my whore and my slut and you will learn to do whatever I want, whenever I want it. Are we clear?" "Yes, we're clear." I replied in resignation of what I had accepted I had become. He released my throat and lifted himself off me, pulling his cock from my ass as he did so. I plopped out heavily and I felt a wetness leak from me. Jon reached between my legs and scooped up some of the cummy filth and brought it to my lips. I opened my mouth and he gave me his slime covered fingers to suck. In that final surrender I knew I had truly accepted to engage upon that downward path the destination of which I could not yet know.

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."

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.

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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

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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.

Two hundred miles away from Luke’s cum-fueled descent (and months before they’d meet and consummate their relationship on film) Josh was in his dorm room getting ready for his date. Just out of the shower, warm water drops dotted his pale, freckled body in the steamy bathroom. He wiped down the cold mirror hanging on the back of the door with his hand and took a look at himself, towel draped over his shoulders. He’d come into his own in college, and was proud of the muscles he’d grown since his skinny high school days. His uncut Irish dick was admirable, he thought, hanging below his red happy trail. He aggressively scrubbed his body with his towel, and emerged into his dorm room naked and mostly dry. His roommate was out of town for the weekend, making his coordination of the night a little easier, as finding a discrete place to get together had proven tough. His phone buzzed. His suitor, Scott, texted “I’m downstairs.” “Fuck.” Josh thought to himself. “He’s early.” Josh replied that he’d be right down to sign Scott in to let him up. He frantically dressed: A white jock strap (as Scott requested), jeans, flip flops, and a loose fitting tee bearing his college’s logo. Josh’s cock was semi hard and his stomach fluttered as he hit the elevator down button. He was about to have sex for the first time of his life. And it was a bit of a scandal: Josh was still in the closet. He met Scott on a hookup app. Scott was a sexy daddy-type, a partnered, mid-forty-something professor at another university nearby. As they’d gotten to know one another through texts and couple coffee dates, Josh had learned that Scott was HIV+, on meds, only played safe, and that his partner had no idea that they were anything but a strictly monogamous couple. Josh had fallen hard for Scott, and wanted Scott to be the first to be his first. Josh had overcome initial fears about Scott’s status, and playing safe was fine by Josh. On occasion, Josh had even dreamed of Scott pozzing him as an act of love and commitment. Josh had read erotic stories to this effect and had sought out pozzing porn. Despite lingering fears of HIV even in the context of "safe" sex, and no actual intent to act on the fantasies, Josh needed to have Scott’s protected dick inside him. In the lobby Josh recited the script they’d discussed. “Uncle Scott!” he said, despite no familial relation. “Josh!” Scott said, praying that no one would recognize him, as some students attended classes at his university too. “Want to come up to see my room before dinner?” Josh said, not that anyone in the lobby cared about this faux-interaction. “Sure!” Scott said as Josh signed him in and ushered him through the turnstile. It was to be the first time they’d been physically intimate together other than just a peck on the cheeks or lips after coffee. On many occasions, they’d texted or chatted about what they wanted to do to each other, but they’d never had an opportunity to explore one another physically. Upon closing the dorm room door, Josh immediately began kissing, fondling and disrobing Scott. Removing his button-down shirt revealed Scott’s big pectoral muscles and a forest of long chest hair and salted with white strands. His skin was dark and freckled from years of sun damage. Josh then undid Scott’s belt, and Scott’s navy slacks fell to his ankles. Scott’s legs were thick and hairy. Josh’s hands roamed every time more skin was revealed. He felt Scott’s hardening daddy dick under Scott’s white briefs. “Stop.” Scott said as he took a seat on Josh’s bed. “Strip for me. Leave your jock on.” Josh removed his tee and threw it to the floor. He kicked his flip flops off and unbuttoned his jeans. They fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. Ass exposed between the straps and hard cock poking against the jock, he approached the Scott, who was seated on the bed. Scott cupped Josh’s erect basket and pulled him close. He worked his tongue over the fabric separating Scott from the young man's dick. Josh was precumming and shaking in anticipation of this first sexual encounter. Scott looked up Josh’s pristine body. Josh represented so much Scott longed for: youth, vitality, sexuality, and freedom. Scott knew his mid-life malaise wouldn’t be solved by fucking an undergad, and he didn’t want to fuck up his longtime relationship or his tenure at the university, but felt so alive being so wanted by the young sexy man. “You’re an angel.” He said, sniffing Josh’s jock. He turned Josh around, spread his white, smooth cheeks, and inserted his face between them. Josh had never experienced a tongue in his hole before. It was electric, feeling Scott’s whiskers against his ass as his tongue poked into his sex chute. He couldn’t help but tense up when the tongue pressed against his entry. Scott hadn’t tasted a sweet young ass like this in decades. After several minutes of this tongue-to-hole play, Scott was rock hard and ready to fuck. He inserted his thick index finger into Josh’s now-wet hole. Josh moaned. After thirty seconds or so of single-finger fucking Josh, he inserted another finger, the one bearing his wedding band. And then a third finger. Josh pressed himself onto the three fingers, in ecstasy as his ass accommodated this invasion. His dick throbbed and leaked in the jockstrap. “You ready for me to fuck you?” Scott asked, standing up behind him. “Yeah, fuck me.” Scott pulled his briefs down and off. His dick was about seven inches long and dripping precum. He reached into the pocket of his slacks, which were on the floor, and pulled out a condom. He bit the gold wrapper, tore it open. He slowly unrolled the latex onto his throbbing and sensitive dick. He bent Josh over his desk, such that Josh’s round, white ass was exposed. Holding his dick, he guided it against Josh’s tight, wet hole. “You ready?” he again asked politely as he pressed forward. “Yeah” replied Josh, as he grimaced at the pain of Scott’s wrapped cock head making entry. “Fuck yeah.” Scott said as he slowly penetrated Josh. He spit down onto the base of his rubber-covered shaft. Josh’s breath was shallow as Scott’s dick imposed itself deeper into his body. He let out a few squeals of pain, but tried to take it like a champ. Scott’s sweat dripped onto Josh’s back as Scott leaned forward into Josh, who was also getting moist with sweat. Finally, Scott bottomed out: his salt and peppered pubic hair was pressed against Josh’s smooth ass. “I’m all the way in, stud.” He said as he kissed Josh’s neck. “Fuck yeah!” Josh said. The pain wouldn’t get any worse, he thought to himself. Scott pulled out a bit, and then slowly reinserted himself fully. And again, Scott pulled out, and again forward down Josh’s fuck chute. And again, this time picking up the pace a bit. In, Scott’s balls brushing against Josh’s low hangers. Out, to where Scott’s cock’s head was just shy of pulling free of Josh’s outer anal ring, and then quickly back In. In again. And then Out. After about a minute of this, Scott’s rhythm increased to a quick fuck pace. Out. In. Out. In. Scott’s hairy thighs were slamming against Josh’s smooth glute muscles, making an audible slapping noise. Out. In. Out. In. At some point, the fuck rhythm betrayed Scott, who was insistent on playing safe. Whether it was an old condom or a lack of enough lube or just bad luck, a tear formed in the rubber. Without noticing, other than in the feeling of sexual delight, the tear grew and Scott’s raw, precummy dick was penetrating and lubing his fuck of Josh. Out. In. Out. In. “Your ass feels so good” a sweaty Scott said as his cock pounded into Josh’s unprotected hole. “You’re fucking amazing.” Josh responded, eyes rolling back into his head. The pain indeed gave way, and Josh was enjoying his first man-to-man anal fuck. Out. In. Out. In. Finally, Scott felt his dick becoming more sensitive, his balls tingling and his load building. “I’m getting close” he whispered, and Josh began jerking his own dick feverishly as he clenched his ass around Scott’s dick. “Fuck yeah, baby, I could be close too.” Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. Quicker. Louder. Skin smacking skin. Then, Scott pulled completely out for the final assault. Withdrawn from Josh’s perfect hole, Scott looked down and, to his horror, he saw the rolled rubber of the condom at the base of his dick and his exposed dick head. “God damnit – my rubber broke.” Josh turned his head back. Lost in lust, he screamed “I don’t care! Fuck me – shoot your load in me! Give it to me. I want you. I want it. All of you. Nail me! Fuck me!!!” “Fuck– I can’t” Scott mumbled. He grabbed hold of his cock, gave it one final hard stroke, and sprayed Josh’s backside with his medicated poz load. Josh felt Scott’s warm jizz on him. He hurriedly jerked his cock, aroused knowing that poz cum was all over his backside, and shot volley after volley of his pure, neg cum onto the front of his desk. “I wanted you to cum in me” Josh said as he stood. “I just, I couldn’t. I can’t. It’s… just not right. This was a big mistake, and could’ve been much worse.” Scott lamented as he grabbed his clothing off the floor. He dressed and felt shame over the reality of the night: he’d cheated on his partner, he’d fucked a student, and he’d almost cum inside that undergrad. “Look, this has been fun, but it’s over. I can’t fuck with your life like this, and I can’t fuck up my own anymore than it already is. Goodbye, Josh. Be safe,” The dorm room closed, and Josh stood there naked, erect, spent, and fingering Scott's cum into his hole instinctively. *** Laying alone in his dorm that night, distraught over the end of his would-be affair with Scott, Josh thought of the what-ifs of his encounter earlier. What if Scott hadn’t pulled all the way out? What if he’d shot his load into Josh’s ass? What if Josh had been pozzed? As usual, his 20 year old dick became aroused again at thoughts of sex. Notably now, poz sex. Fully erect, he got up, walked over to his desk, and opened his laptop. Stroking, he went through his usual search patterns, of late seeking out pozzing stories, pozzing porn. Then he saw the ad: Neg Jock Sought for BB Porn Top $$ paid for neg jock to be fucked bare on film. Likely to be a bug chasing fetish blockbuster, we’re seeking a hot guy to take it in the ass raw by this radioactive jock (see pic attached). Likely exposure to HIV, Herpes, Gonorrhea, Syphilis, and more. Potential for sequels, porn stardom, and lots of cash. He clicked on the photo and his cock throbbed at the sight of the Adonis. He imagined what it would be like to be fucked by such a god, a god who would not pull out from him, a god who would then share in the same toxic cum together, who could play freely and without the baggage of a relationship. He replied to the ad, stroking off at each word typed: Neg BB Jock Here Up for anything. I think I’m your guy. -Josh He attached a couple photographs. Nervously, he pressed send.

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!

Not one particular film but I did/still do love the films directed by Joe Gage. Especially the Mens Room series (gloryholes!) he did for Titan. But also others like Back to Barstow. Some storyline and scruffy rednecks getting it on ;-)

Plucked and ready for the table ....

Its generally a better idea to remove the PA for oral. Most partners just don't appreciate the jostling of the metal against their teeth. I generally wear a CBB, so it is quick and easy to unscrew one of the balls and slip out the ring. As for sex, I've had a few people that were apprehensive at first; but after playing for a bit, I've never had a bottom complain. In fact, most talk about feeling the ring by saying that they felt 'full'. Bottoms describe feeling the ring during sex and they considered the sensation to be quite pleasurable. For me, I decided upon a PA because I simply like the look. My PA is simply an adornment. The first six months or so after being pierced, the sex was incredible. Best orgasms ever. The feeling eventually tapered down. Don't get me wrong, its still great to orgasm, but it is not the earth shattering orgasms that I had experienced following the initial piercing. Best of luck to you. Based upon the feedback that I receive, you won't be disappointed.

yes, I'll be there in a pink jockstrap and collar offering my ass up to get fucked and filled.

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.

Met a trucker today and sucked his cock and took his cum down my throat ,its was so deep I did not taste his cum,,,

Lookn for local central FL poz tops to breed me

Brandon bursts into the room and says "holy fuck guys she is pregnant" to which we all burst out laughing........."she said she has been sick and done a pregnancy test and im a daddy" Brandon declared............Jesus Christ i thought to myself - what do i do now - so i blurted out "congratulations on being a daddy"........."she thought i had her female friend here that she left us with in the club and when she saw spunk and blood on the sofa cushion from Adams arse then she freaked out crying and said i had been fucking her friend on the sofa" - we all burst out laughing again......."thank fuck she is away home i said" followed by "Paul made me pregnant when you were through in the living-room with her" - "i want a baby too" - and they laughed........well - that was a kinda shock to say the least but the feeling didnt last as i was high and really honestly didnt care - i wanted my hungry arse used and i wasn't finished yet so i turned to look at Paul and asked him outright to "please stretch my hole as i want it widened" and his eyes lit up. Now we had each other all to ourselves and guaranteed not to be disturbed..........Brandon switched a bedside lamp on and closes the door then picks up a small tub from the bedside table and lightly throws it to Paul to catch - i can see it says FIST LUBE written on its label .......Brandon picks up his glass pipe and adds some powder into the bowl then passes the baggie to Paul who starts fishing about inside it with his finger......"how wide" he says through the cutest smile ever......all i could get out my lips was "please fist me"......Brandon by now is lighting his pipe and blowing clouds and Paul has coated his finger with lots of tina - looks like loads of the stuff and he says "this will make you very very wide like a fucking slut" as his finger found itself all the way inside my arse and the burning started allover again - oh fuck !.........Paul opens the small tub up and scoops out some lube and feeds it into my hole then repeats it another 2 times.........he then coats all of one hand with some.......im really flying as the tina hits me hard on top of what is already in my system - i feel really good - on top of the world - i pull my legs back to my chest to get a better view and my hole has opened right up and Paul is now pushing fingers into me and im begging for more as Brandon is enjoying the show watching us. "please push your fist in me" i cried out not caring who hears and Paul is now working 4 fingers into me gently stretching me as he goes inside then withdrawing and pushing forward again i feel my hole stretch as he is upto his knuckles and trying to go beyond that - i feel alot of pressure and Pail keeps it up not pulling back now so i push my hole down onto his hand trying to force it all inside my greedy ass with urgency - there is no pain - it feels beautiful - i want and need more............"deeper baby" i cried out as i keep the pressure up against his hand and suddenly my hole just gave in and opened right up immediately swallowing his whole hand to the wrist.......i cried "oh fuck - that feels amazing baby" followed by "please fuck me" and he did..........Paul is gently fucking his hand in and out of me and my arse is dancing inside wanting more "harder please" i blurted out so he started to speed up in and out and im absolutely loving it all.........Paul doesnt let up for 1 second and i know its making him happy as he loves huge holes - he is loving playing with my hole as i can see the satisfaction on his face - im absolutely stinking of spunk as he is fisting it all into me using his hand like it was a giant cock......"can i have a turn" Brandon asks and Paul withdraws his hand allowing Brandon to get at my exposed hole - he has HUGE hands but i will manage i say to myself as he starts working fingers into my opened slutty hole "dude your arse is soaking wet with spunk and looks beautiful when its opened like that" and he is pushing 4 fingers into me now and then tries 5 with his big hand but my hole feels tight and im a greedy determined fucker - the tina is making me into a whore but i tell him to "push harder" and he is pushing and i feel my hole stretch and he keeps pushing and im pushing back down onto it and his knuckles are inside me "harder baby" - "fuck me harder" and i open and hes now pushing inside me - "oh fuck" i cry out as the feeling is intense and i dont want it to stop......my hole is now wrapped around his hand and he is wrist deep inside me........Paul is loving watching and cant take his eyes of my hole..........Brandon is now fucking me in and out quite fast and im bucking my hips to match his speed begging for more and more as my mind is flying and im sweating allover "please fist me hard" i blurt out so Brandon fists me faster - i feel like i want to piss but my cock is shrunk like a tiny purple grape - my hole is stinking of spunk and its definitely making joyous noises that i love as Brandon keeps pumping into me then it changes......he makes his hand into a closed fist and is trying to stuff it inside me and the stretch is out of this world but my hole is resisting.......Paul grabs the pipe and lights it passing it towards my lips and im used to it by now so i inhale deeply - Brandon is pushing into me and im opening up - Fuck ........im given a 2nd hit with the pipe then Paul starts taking hits to himself.......my hole has now opened more and like an over stretched elastic band it gives way allowing the knuckles inside me and i start working my hole by pushing down hard as i want that big fucker inside all the way - the stretch is immense but the feeling is out of this world "push it all inside" i cry out so Brandon pushes more and firmer and he keeps pushing gently as i feel my stretched hole slowly start to swallow the closed hand a centimeter at a time - oh my goodness me - fucking heaven "fist me baby" i cry out and Brandon has now reached his wrist - im totally opened up by his HUGE beautiful fist........Brandons now holding it still inside me to let my arse get accustomed to it but im wanting to ride myself on it in extacy like some possessed slut.........Brandons now withdrawing his fist slowly and i feel every bit of it - this Tina has made my hole so fucking sensitive - then Brandon pulls out and my hole pushes out at the same time as i let out the most beautiful moan ive ever had in my life - "oh baby - please fuck me again" i cried out and "please put your fist back inside me".........Brandon starts pushing back into my hole and im trying to let out some moans but Pauls pushing the pipe to my lips so i inhale and im flying like fuck and i keep holding it and Brandons now wrist deep and hes starting to gently fuck me - and i exhale at the same time as his fist withdraws and my arse muscles are trying to push it out and my holes pushing out and Brandons fist is now out and it feels like heaven but he pushes it right back into me fully closed........."you fucking slut - you are a fist slut now" Paul says as he leans into me to shotgun me his smoke - it was so nice to taste his lips again.........Brandons now punch fisting me gently and my hole has given in as its offering itself to every thrust.......i exhale Pauls smoke and my hole is wanting it harder so i blurted out "Fist me harder"......im being punch fisted now and its hard and fast and i let out a huge loud moan as i bounce my hole down allover it "oh fuck" and "dont stop" i cry then i let them both know "im a fist slut and i love it "....then i start to piss as my hole is being punched - im squirting piss every time Brandons hand is withdrawn..........Paul quickly finds a plastic jug and its placed to catch anymore piss and Brandon doesn't let up - my hole sounds very loose and is making cum fart sounds as its getting stuffed - sweat is pouring out every pore and im soaking,im sure my eyes are rolling - my arse is loving every second as i arch my back pushing down to meet each thrust........"you had enough or want more" im asked after at least 10 minutes of fisting..........Brandons arm is getting sore........"i want more" i blurt out "i want more" but Brandon stops and Paul quickly takes his place but then in told "turn over and go on your knees" .......i swear Paul has got Tina on his finger as i feel slight burning and i ask "more tina"? as i feel my hole burning with desire - "do you want more" paul asks and im flying and say "yes more" so he is passed the baggie and puts more onto his finger - Brandon laughs and passes Paul the tub of lube so his fingers go in that too then his hand is going inside me rubbing around and coating my insides with tina lube - its burning "fuck me" i cry and my hole feels like it can take anything so i cry out "fist me" and paul is all inside and i feel him gently push deeper and i instinctively push back "oh fuck"......Paul is gently fisting me and it feels deeper than his wrist and my holes wanting to eat his arm and chew down on it "baby fuck me deeper" i cried and my holes opening up inside - i can feel it relax - its wanting fucked deep........Pauls keeping a steady pace and i feel like im riding his arm now and he is now punching me and my hole just opens right up for him - im begging for more now with my arse in the air but Paul knows not to overdo it but keeps in and out "you fucking slut" he said and Brandon butts in "yeah dude Adam is just a fucking fist slut" and they both laughed............i dont even know how long id been getting punch fisted but my knees eventually packed in..........felt good to get on my back again - my mind is flying and pauls hand is back at my hole pushing into me not letting up and im pushing back and hes right inside me now and holds it still - this feels like bliss - im gently rocking to try coax him deeper - my hole is burning and hungry "please fuck me Paul" and "deeper please" - im pushing it deeper - fuck i feel it opening me up and Pauls pulling out and straight back in and im swallowing what must be 10 inches now and Pauls fucking me harder and im begging and he makes a closed fist and without any resistance i sallow it all and he is making love to me with his fist "fuck me baby" i cried as im in heaven,im pissing again as Pauls punch fisting my hole "oooooh fuck" "fuck" "fuck" and i suddenly squirt the biggest load of my own spunk allover my belly and Paul doesnt let up but my arse starts forcing his hand out and eventualy needed to rest as it started resisting...........Both Brandon and Paul are sitting either side of me on the bed - 3 in a row........one has just licked the cum from my belly and we are sharing kisses between all 3 of us...........my hole is pulsating and im flying and i reach down to feel my hole and they join in and start feeling it too.

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 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.

bring back Tim Skyler for wild group sex and Jarod Steel

Offering my new poz loads and blood for neg guys in Seattle. Love rig shares!

The hairier the better! Asses, backs, chest. Everywhere!

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.

Now that looks good! *dreams of topping that blond ass*

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………………………………………….

3. The new Owner lead me into his house and straight down to a basement, the place was lit by fluorescent lighting and what looked like a hospital bed. He pulled me towards it and I got more nervous and sweat broke out. “Don’t worry Boy I really am a Doctor, actually from now on I will be your primary care. I take care of all of us in our little circle. So now need to worry about your health care. I just need to give you a check up and make sure you are prepped right. Now stand over on the tiled part under the shower” I stood in one of those shower areas like they have at the gym turned around. He pushed a dolly cart in and on it was a boar bristle brush, straight razor and shaving soap. “First thing your Daddy asked me to do was make you look more like a good boy and get rid of that hair. For now it will be temporary but he may want to do a laser treatment but for now hold real still for me.” For the next hour he meticulously shaved my entire body from the neck down with that razor. My cock remained hard and leaked the entire time as I felt the razor scraping across my skin. I had never had the urge to shave my body. But in truth I couldn’t wait until he had finished so I could see what I looked like. “Now I won’t be doing your hair but when you get to the Barber he might want to change it a bit” With that he ran warm water and had me stand under the spray. The water tingled across my skin. Somehow I felt even more naked, just looking down I looked at my cock so proud and standing erect and looking huge. I ran my hands over my body and loved the feel. Next he lead me basic to center and started coating my skin with a thick cream. “This should burn off any stray hairs, now don’t move and don’t make a noise” A burning sensation spread across me and it felt like I had been sitting too close to a fire. My skin felt tight and a whimper came out of my mouth, still for some reason my cock was hard and leaking. After 20 minutes he put me back under the water and rinsed me off. I was then lead to a table in the center and the Doc strapped in in and put my feet in stirrups. My ass had never been so exposed before. My head went back and I could see myself in a mirror in the ceiling. Staring back was someone totally different. No hair anywhere, precum pooling in my belly button and my legs spread and locked wide. “So I am going to take some blood and run some tests later to make sure you are in good health so we can get your meds worked out late. Then we are going to work on the ass of yours. Need to stretch it a bit and make you a good boy power bottom.” The next 15 minutes was me getting usual doc visit, blood was taken temp and all that. It felt weird that he was so clinical and yet I knew he had just fucked me less than 2 hours ago. Finally he wrapped up and reach over and took this metal buttplug (hey I know I’m new to being a fuck toy but I know what a butt plug is). This one was different and had wires coming off of it. He lubed my ass and quickly popped it in my ass, surprisingly with no pain. He then played with a boy and I felt my ass clench down and a wave of pain mixed with pleasure shot through my cock. A gasp escaped my lips. “Just a little stimulation while I go change and take care of some things. Back in about an hour” A whimper escaped my lips as the waves became more intense and less predictable. Sweat started to break out and my breathing became heavy as I watch Doc walk away and up the stairs. My cock bobbed with each jolt and fresh precum leaked out not so much that it was dripping off to either side. I was amazed at how fast things had changed, from engaged to whimpering in a strangers house getting shocks in my ass and shaved. My mind began to whirl as the time passed and I had no idea what was going on.

2. I was woken next morning by my now ex never-to be father in law now my Daddy’s cock shoving into my battered hole. Biting the pillow I gritted my teeth as he worked my ass, hitting that spot in me that made me moan. I could feel the sweat from his efforts start to drip on me. I started moaning and thrust back on his cock , grabbing the bedsheets to give me some leverage. “Oh yeah Daddy fuck my ass, I want more of the hot poz cum, turn me into your Boy” , I didn’t even know where those words came from. They just spilled from my lips. Daddy started to growl and fuck me harder his cock hitting deep inside me opening me even more than last night it seemed, somehow going even deeper and making me moan with lust and heat as he hit deeper parts in my ass. Daddy grabbed my shoulders and slammed me all the way down and I could feel his cock shooting deep in my hole. It seems like he came buckets. “Good cum slut, take my friend poz load in your hole” I heard my Daddy say, but instead of coming from behind me it was from the open bedroom door. In a panic I turned my head around and saw a complete stranger. Thinner than Daddy but just as furry and with white hair all over his tightly muscled body. Sweat dripped from his face and down his matted chest hair as his ragged breathing made it heavy. “Found a good one didn’t you. Never looked behind and didn’t question a cock in his ass. How long do I get to keep him?” the strange asked “ Just one day then he is off to Tom’s cabin for more training. I figure between the 5 of us we can make him into the perfect boy” Panic gripped me and I looked at Daddy. “Don’t worry Son just need to get you into the right head space, I am not getting rid of you just need to modify you a bit to you are my perfect Boy. Nothing will be done to you that you don’t ask for” With that I felt a leather collar around my throat and the click of a lead being attached. “Come on Boy we have a lot to do” My new….Daddy?...no I only had one Daddy, owner was more like it. Lead me out the side door and down a well-worn path in the woods to another cabin much like my Daddy’s. Sweat had dried on me and cum was leaking down my legs as I sheepishly enter the Owners home.

too those who have been vocal about their not liking a particular turn the story is taking You realize the guys who write these are not being paid for their time and surely have lives they lead so sitting down to write multiple chapters of length is something they take time to do with the only compensation being the knowledge that they made many readers happy as they see the comments. Expressing negative comments because you dislike a particular aspect of the story is really kind of rude because like I said they do this unpaid and people posting negative comments based on their personal likes and dislikes certainly is not an incentive to get back to writing the next chapter. If you dislike something then move on or write your own story but bitching about it in a comment serves no purpose for anyone and is probably a factor dissuading others from sharing their stuff.

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.

Perverted, converted, free to be the PNP cum slut I've always known I could be.

Catch (the gift) and kiss.

Really hot about fucking the 12 year old with his daddy. Love boy ass and especially groups doing a boy.

i meet up with this 40 year old black dominate top with a nice 8 inch dick last night for an all night fuck fest. we partied which always brings out the slut in me. he tells me he likes to get on cam on this website and wanted to know if i wanted to get on with him while we play. i was down with it. i like the idea of showing off in front of others. the more we are hanging out the more kinky submissive stuff i tell him i am into. we set up the cam and start playing. i am sucking his dick to get him hard and ready to fuck. once hard he puts me on all fours and gets ready to fuck me but first adjusts his computer and cam so i could watch him fuck my ass. it was so hot seeing his big bare black dick work over my small white ass. we started to attract a lot of attention to our cam on this site. his raw dick was amazing and the guys watching us were getting off on him just working me over. after a little while of fucking he goes into his room and comes out with a paddle, a belt and a flogger and proceeded to use all 3 on my ass while talking dirty and degrading to me on cam. i was in heaven. i love being abused. i was broken and trained to be a submissive cumdump slave and really only enjoy sex when i am treated that way. between his abuse and my grunting sounds of pleasure we kept getting more people logging into our cam. he made me beg on cam with everyone seeing my face to fuck me again. he plowed my ass more asking if my bitch white ass loved that big black dick of his between the feeling of him fucking me and actually seeing the dick go in and out online knowing other people were watching and commenting about me getting used and calling me degrading names was making me even more horny. so all night he was either fucking me with his big raw cock or working over my ass while reminding me i was just a bitch and i was grunting, smiling and begging for more like the hungry hole i am while the world watched. i never felt so cheap dirty and slutty showing everyone how i love being treated and i couldn't be happier and hornier.