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As promised No face photo. Thanks again Mike. My boy said he has never felt a cock that long and also he said what ever or how ever deep you went you broke his inner cherry. He is such a cum slut. I am sure None of that load will leak out as deep as that deposit was

The Stables (Part 2) “Oh fuck…. oh God….. sweet fucking Jesus…. fuck me harder…” Greg moaned. The invading cock painfully penetrated his body, still he struggled to push himself onto the hard piece of flesh, determined to give the guy in the other booth the best possible experience. Greg also took pleasure in knowing the man penetrating his ass would shoot a big load into his body. The barback also worked to assist Greg in accommodating the full length of the invading cock, applying lube and some gentle pressure to Greg's body, and sure enough, before too terribly long Greg felt the cold wooden wall against his ass cheeks, a sensation that brought a real sense of achievement to him. The top, meanwhile, realizing he had reached full-depth, vigorously churned his rock-solid cock into the accommodating cunt, mumbling "Fuck, man, nice - your virgin pussy is so fucking tight.” Greg could hear other voices encouraging the stallion to increase the speed, calling out ‘Wreck his cunt’ and ‘Make him bleed’ and ‘Use him like the whore he is' were tossed about. ’ they cheered. By this point Greg was breathing heavily, and truthfully wished the experience didn't hurt so much, but he considered by advice the barback offered, that by the fourth or fifth dick the pain would subside, and he would readily be able to accommodate the biggest dick. Taking comfort in the advice Greg voluntarily reached behind himself, forcibly separated his cheeks, thereby allowing the stallion's cock to slip in just a bit deeper. “You stupid whore, I’m gonna spray my poz load into you soon” the guy on the other side grunted, adding “Come on, milk my cock. Use your greedy cunt to pull the poz load out of my balls.” Greg felt the stallion's cock punching in and out of his twat, and it seemed as if the top was loosing his self control, a suspicion which was ratified when the stallion groaned and snorted loudly, announcing “I’m shooting my junk into you, you whore… Do you feel my dirty cum, bitch?” The barback smiled, giving Greg a thumb up for a great job, also admonishing him to remain still for a minute or so, allowing the stallion's balls sufficient time to shoot their entire load into Greg's hole. Greg complied, standing still, his ass chute centered on the hole in the wall. After the guy withdrew his cock from Greg’s cunt, the twink turned around and knelt in front of the hole, thanking the poz fucker for his cum saying “Thanks for giving me your poz load, Sir. Feel free to reload me anytime.” Tom, the barback, couldn’t believe it. He watched the boy kneeling in front of the glory hole, thanking the first AIDs bloke to demolish his cunt. He almost felt sorry for him, that he and his buddies had taken advantage of an innocent in this fashion. Tom had worked as a barback for two years, but had never experienced a scenario such as that in which he had just participated. Tom, like virtually every man with whom he crossed paths, knew about the risks of bareback sex. Still, Tom considered, there are always guys who are completely innocent and inexperienced - such as the mare in the booth. This feeling didn’t last long, as another cock pushed through the glory hole and a grumpy voice told Gregory to stop this fucking advertisement and get his twat back to the glory hole and onto his cock. Greg was excited feeling the next guy required attention to his cock and so he got up and turned around. He reached for the dick behind him and led it to his freshly pozzed cunt. This time the pain was more bearable this time. Greg’s eyes were closed while he enjoyed the feeling of being fully stuffed again. The bartender told him, he had to take care of other things outside, but would be back later on. Outside he saw the fucker, who just unloaded his toxic seed into the adolescent guy. He was talking to some pals about the slut they were corrupting right now. Tom congratulated him for the great job and saw the bloody streaks on the still semi hard cock. “I hope, you don’t mind” he said and knelt down in front of the bloke, starting to lick the virgins ass juices away from the dick. He loved to taste the innocent boy’s ass for the very last time. Everything was going as planned. Meanwhile the second guy ripped Greg’s cunt open mercilessly. With the first deposit he had enough lube to fuck the whore. “Slut - Push your ass against the wall bitch… where are you going? I said, against the wall you low life. Don’t make me come over there. That’s better, dick ditch,” the guy snorted obscenely. The fellow enjoyed Greg's tight slit and concentrated on his mission to damage the mare on the other side of the partition so a different strain would get a chance to contaminate the young mare. He knew once his venom would be in his victim another guy would work his cum into the slut’s system. He wouldn’t know what had hit him….. Greg tried his best to satisfy the stallion, now convinced he had been born expressly to be on the receiving end. He wanted to actually move his ass, but it seemed to be the best to keep his asshole close to the wall and let the dude take all the action. He tried to imagine the guy on the other side, but in the end it was not important. He was just another hole - right next to the hole in the wall. Greg gasped for air. The guy on the other side hammered his prick hard into Greg’s body, which lead Greg to beg “Fuck me harder. It hurts so good man.“ “Yeah… I will seed you with my cum. You deserve it” the guy on the other side chuckled, adding “Do you want me to breed you now bitch?” “Yeah man…. breed me. Give me your load man…. Give me your fucking load please.” Greg begged. He got his wish when his ass was flooded with hot and sticky cum, while the stallion on the other side of the partition wall cursed loudly. That morning Greg hadn't been truly certain that his decision to seek-out The Stable had been the right decision, but at least at this moment Greg was convinced he existed solely to get fucked. Even as the stallion in his ass was pumping his poz load into his ass, Greg couldn’t wait to get another cock up his cunt. Oh, and his cunt was already leaking. It felt great…

Its time to change my status,got so many toxic seed in the last two month,but Daddy ordered NO Test in the Moment,so....

Phoenix in Ashes The room was painted white. The one and only window was bricked up with cinder blocks and also painted white. There were two short U-shaped fluorescent lights on the ceiling on each side of the room. The room itself, no more than a skinny closet, measured four by twelve, room enough for a single bed that Ash was on, a chair next to it, and an IV drip. You might make the mistake thinking that the room was larger. A two-way glass on the side opposite Ash's bed lined the wall might be the cause. Mr. X's room was on the other side, a room much larger. From there Mr. X could, day or night (for the fluorescent lights were never turned off), observe Ash, see if he was awake, how his state of mind was, if he was clawing again at his groin. Ash was doing it again. His hands, like twigs, scratched at his crotch. His head tossed from side to side in delirium. Mr. X burst into the room and once again strapped his weak arms down to the side of the bed. He'd kept him in a twilight sleep, an opioid bath dripping in to the IV next to Ash's head, for weeks now. The castrated boy hadn't spoken since the operation, only when his arms were unstrapped did some latent sense memory draw his hands to body parts that were now gone. He'd moaned and cried out not knowing where he was, if he was waking up inside a nightmare, or if this was an ever-present, lasting nightmare he could not escape. The buckles clasped. Mr. X increased the opiate drip a touch and Ash seemed to settle back down with only an spasmodic thrashing on the bed. "It has to accept it is an it now," said Mr. X to Ash. "It is a butterfly that is now a caterpillar. My own mother and father would say you are now pure. I think you are better than pure, you're defiled. Like myself, you will never to get into the kingdom of heaven." Like many other times over the last couple of weeks when he would come in and calm Ash, adjusting the dosage in his IV according to the patient's mood and temperament, once Ash settled he'd open the boy's robe and begin eating his vagina. In his half-alert state, at war with his rational mind, Ash looked forward in his own perverse, drugged-up way to this routine. It was either this or staring for meaningless hours up at the two fluorescent lights in the ceiling. He'd feel the split tongue enter his slit, licking the walls, starting at the base of his cunt and ending what was ostensibly the remainder of the nerve cluster of his cockhead, now his clit. Mr. X would take extra care stimulating his clit, flick it with tongue, wrapping it in his forked tongue, pinching and prodding it with his large, coarse fingers, whatever and however long it took to get Ash to climax. He wanted to get him to enjoy his new sex organ. Ash's half-conscious body would fight against the pleasurable sensation of Mr. X eating his pussy, resist the urge to relax and open his legs and let Mr. X orally penetrate him as deep as he knew Mr. X could. He put up a raging battle against Mr. X's desire to normalize his situation, no matter how much pleasure Mr. X inflicted between his legs. Mr. X felt up the strapped down body. He let Ash's brown public hair grow back, most of it anyway. He loved to get out his razor and carve new patterns in his bush. Today he shaved it back so there was just a thin line like an exclamation point above Ash's new pussy. He hadn't gotten Ash to cum yet but was far from frustrated. This was edging time. Time was a valuable partner and on his side. "I hoped to trust you by now," sighed Mr. X diddling his twat, "but I see I cannot. It needs to take care of the gift I've given it. Your opening, if I left it alone, could grow together. Today we start using more practical measures." Mr. X withdrew a small child's tooth brush from his lab coat. He greased up the handle and showed it to Ash. The boy's eyes drooped. He only was aware of shapes and shadows. Mr. X rubbed the small, hard handle against the boy's cuntlips. He did not force it in but instead began rubbing the end from the base of the slit to the tender clit atop. After fifteen minutes, slowly Ash relaxed his legs. The drug assisted, but he was mostly seduced through steady rhythm Mr. X employed. Up till now only his captor's tongue had worked on his cunt, now a more substantial and insistent object was being offered. His resistance to the object was actually working against him. He tried to push it away with his hips, which only served to open the feathery skin. Mr. X was rubbing the small object against him, teasing him. It gradually slipped in against the fight Ash was putting up. The more Ash fought the more ground Mr. X was able to gain. The further Mr. X penetrated the more pleasure Ash received. Yes, it hurt, but the discomfort was proportional to the increased euphoria Ash was experiencing. By the end of the fourth inch, the toothbrush bristles rubbed painfully against Ash's new clit. The first time he felt it he let out a loud gasp of breath, almost waking him to full state of alertness. Mr. X backed off a bit but was pleased to see Ash instinctively searching again for it, thrusting his pelvis out so he might experience this erotic pain again. Mr. X himself was aroused seeing the battle ebbing and flowing over Ash's face: resisting the pleasure and torture he was experience in his new organ and the emerging slut he could be if he gave himself over to it. He undid his lab coat and stroked the naked flesh waiting beneath. He only had to hold the small rod in place and Ash did the rest. The thrill of using his groin in a way he was completely unaccustomed to, but quickly learning to enjoy, made Mr. X leak a stream of precum. Ash soon gyrated on the tool, trying to get it in deeper, to rub his clit harder against bristles. Mr. X had the strongest desire to get rid of the small rod and rape the boy, but he knew Ash wasn't yet healed and would rip his sutures and he'd have to start again. Beside this therapy was ongoing and far from tedious, required him to continually visit his patient, hardening and deepening his pussy to eventually serve anyone, no matter the size or roughness. As Ash fucked himself, writhing now like a whore on Mr. X's instrument, Mr. X spewed out another stream of semen splashing over the patient's chest and face. Ash continued to rock until his body, too, shook in a climax of absolute pleasure. Mr. X continued to brush the soft bristles against the clit long after the pleasure diminished. Now the pleasure turned to over-stimulation causing Ash to fight his bindings, to rock his hips to try to expel the foreign object, clawing at the sheets under his arm restraints, begging his captor to stop. This was Mr. X's most enjoyable portion of his visits. He could keep this part up for hours. *** Another week passed, and as much as he'd prefer to play with his drugged up castrated boy he knew it was better to begin flushing his system. The kid owed thousands, and the interest, just during this first month of convalescence, had doubled what was overdue to the Colombian connections. A month ago he and Sebastian had orders to have him whacked and liquidate what they could. Their surprise was that he came to them on his own accord not knowing the den he was entering. Those few hours they spent with him made them change plans. He was smart and useful, a good fuck, and could make them more money in films and as a favorite to their more selective clients. Sebastian sold the bimmer and took the proceeds back with him to Bogotá to put a down payment on some of Ash's debt. The alternative, Mr. X and Sebastian calculated, would be to take the loss but that would mean a hit not just on Ash, but Dr. and Mrs., his two sisters, and Ce-ce, the family Pekingese. A lot of carnage and, in the end, what did that give them? Besides, his vaginoplasty operation netted a nice initial coin from the men who'd observed, and interest in whoring him out once he healed made him and Sebastian realize they'd get back all their money and then some. Over the past week he'd started decreasing the dosage which caused Ash to become more lucid but also caused a lot of vomiting the first few days. While emptying out one of the buckets, Ash's first coherent words were "Where Sebastian?" Mr. X is certainly demonic but he's also human, and prone to jealously. The question, with him holding a bucket of Ash's puke, irked him. "Covering up your shit." Ash focused his eyes around the room, stopping at Mr. X, then looked down at his robe. "What did you do to me?" Ash wanted to reach his groin but was bound to the sides of the bed. Tears welled up in his face as he rocked his hips against his robe and felt the absence. Cramps seized his belly and he bent over the side of the bed to puke, while Mr. X quickly put the slop bucket under his face. Ash retched for a good ten minutes while Mr. X waited in the chair. "Tell me when you finish. You need to get you up and moving today. Too long recuperating in bed. I need you to be stronger. Be more than just pussy-boy." Ash wiped the slime off his lips on the side of the bed. He looked up into Mr. X's immobile face. "Are you going to let me go?" "Not like you are. Right now you are full of hatred and thirst for revenge. I understand this. Believe me I understand. But you boo-hoo all day, think this is the worst thing that ever happened. You are a spoiled idiot. This is blessing, you owe us and we have made do so I don't kill you and family and family pet. Your pizdá was small price for what you owe me." "Small price?" Ash cried out incredulously. Mr. X fingered Ash's boy cunt. "This will make you more money that your pitiful dealing ever could. You sell only to college boys. I sell you to powerful men. Like Zola's whore of Paris, San Francisco will be hurling itself at your cunt." Mr. X pulled out an adult toothbrush. "If I take off binding, do you know what you will do with this?" Ash focused on it and nodded obediently. "Show me." Mr. X released one of his arm restraints. Ash fixed his eyes on Mr. X, taking the brush. He opened his robe seeing the smooth mound and felt his pussy with his hand for the first time. It was a shock that was difficult to take in. His head fell back and he closed his eyes. It was like he was feeling someone else. Instead of something that flowed from him, there was a new presence of something that flowed into him. It was something he couldn't wrap his mind around but his fingers didn't lie, nor did the sexual excitement he felt when a finger slid inside him. He tried inserting the base into his cuntlips. They were dry and stuck together. "Would you lube me, Sir?" He spread his legs a little to entice Mr. X. Mr. X appreciated the obsequiousness of the castrated boy. He bent over and began kissing the wound, slowly separating the lips to add saliva to the vagina's walls. He was sucking on the clit gingerly, brushing Ash's thighs lightly to get him used to submitting like he would from now on. With a clenched iron fist Ash raised the brush aloft and with all his might drove the object down toward Mr. X's neck. Mr. X sensing some movement started to rise, so when Ash landed the blow instead of penetrating his neck, it hit Mr. X deep in his back. The man roared, maimed, thrashed around to reach the object sticking in his back. Ash pushed him off the bed while Mr. X flailed on the ground grabbing at the object, snapped it in two, managing to leave half of it lodged behind his shoulder blade. He twitched in fury, one hand trying to dig it out, the other hand grabbing at Ash. Ash quickly leaned over and unleashed his other arm and legs. He wrapped the robe around himself and hobbled to the door. Mr. X grabbed one of his legs but Ash kicked him off, then booted him in the face with his heal for good measure. He got to the door, opened it, discovered the outside had a lock. Mr. X saw what Ash was attempting and in spite of his raging pain, leapt toward the door. Ash leaned with all his weight against the door, locked it, and felt a loud thud bang against the door. He scanned around, found himself in a small hallway, one door leading to Mr. X's room, one to a toilet and a third to the outside. The door to the outside was locked. He limped into Mr. X's room and started searching for keys. A desk, a single bed, a closet, and the one-mirror showing Mr. X bashing the door. With each ram, the injured man exploded with fury. There was a window that looked out to the alley. It was barred. He raised the window and yelled for help. His cry echoed among the bricks and garage doors. An alley cat jumped off a trash can, a squirming rat in its mouth. He ran over to the desk, rifled through the drawers, found only files with papers, his name among them. His address, his parents, sisters, acquaintances. He put it back. On the back of the closet door hung Mr. X's long leather coat. He jerked it off its hook. The right pocket jingled. He felt inside and extracted a large ring of keys. He threw down the jacket and rushed to the outside door. He tried one key after another. Next to him he heard the cracking of the hinges. Mr. X was hollering in a foreign tongue, ramming the door repeatedly. Then suddenly he went quiet. Ash doubled down speedily trying the remaining keys. The final key worked the lock. He was free! An explosion of shattering glass exploded behind him. As he opened the door and ran out, he looked back to witness a chair and raining glass fall into Mr. X's room, then saw Mr. X climbed out, hands bleeding where glass remained in the frame. "Stop!" Mr. X yelled. In bare feet and thin robe, Ash skipped and sprinted down the hall. "Stop!" bellowed Mr. X. He was almost to the top of the staircase, when Sebastian appeared. He ran straight into him, and Sebastian took a step back then grabbed him by his shoulders. The boy was startled like he'd seen a ghost. Sebastian, hair slicked back, wearing an expensive business suit, eyes once again slits of suspicion, held him forcefully. The boy heaved a heavy sigh, breathless. He hung his head in defeat. Sebastian broke into his gold tooth crooked smile. "You give me such a big welcome home. I missed you too, mi amigo hermoso," Sebastian said, pulling Ash into him, embracing him in an inescapable hug. ***

On Tuesday I went to my gym to work out. This is a straight gym at which there are many hot guys at whom I wouldn't stare, although I do take quick glances in the locker room. A week ago I saw a hot, heavily muscled guy in his mid twenties who was working out. After my workout I went to the sauna steam room. The place was crowded but after a minutes the muscle guy walked in, and to my surprise, out of the corner of my eye I realized he was discretely stroking his cock. He saw me looking and smiled. I returned the smile, but the sauna was too busy to do more than that. After a few minutes I went to the showers and, as is my custom, I didn't bother closing the curtain. Scarcely had I gotten under the water when the muscle guy entered the showers, taking the stall across from mine. He resumed stroking his cock so I stroked mine. As we watched each other, I noticed he had a PA in his cock, which I found somewhat surprising as I had never seen anyone wearing one while at the gym, especially a straight gym. Before long I came, blowing my load in my hand. I swallowed my load - just for his enjoyment, and he gave me a wide smile in approval. That brings me to Tuesday when I again saw him working out, and again, after my workout I entered the sauna, where I found only one guy. No sooner had I entered the sauna when the muscle guy also walked in, and within a minute or so the other guy left, so the muscle guy and I were the only two in the sauna. Muscle guy dropped his towel and I followed suit. He checked to see if anyone was coming, and apparently seeing no one, he ordered me to suck his cock. Of course I complied, PA and all. After a bit he ordered me to stand-up, and he crouched down, sucking my cock. I couldn't believe this is happening in a very straight gym, but I wasn't complaining. After sucking me for a minute or so, he stood-up, and said "I wanna see your ass," so I did an about face and bent over. In no time his raw cock and PA were deep inside my hole, no lube. He fucked me for about two minutes, and then grunted and came in my ass. After he withdrew, we both remarked we couldn't believe what had just happened and, of course, we were both relieved no one came in the sauna. I felt his cum in me the whole way home and all night. I can't wait to get back to the gym.

For me as a bottom that loves excess size, seeing fellow bottoms with fucked out ruined pleasure holes is super hot.

Just want to say Thanks to Mike My boy has never been breed by a big black cock like that before. It was his first ever and the look on his face as that Monster cock sank to your balls in one thrust. I thought he was going to bite the bit gag in half. Any time you want to breed me boy just let me know.

CBT .... wax as well, or not?

My ex congratulated me in a sarcastic tone as we walked towards our bedroom. I was in seventh heaven- we had a wonderful afternoon, he had invited five tops over, I had been fucked and bred senseless and my mancunt was gaping and dripping seed. What more could a bottom pig ask for. I thought Steve was displeased with me from his tone of voice and I quickly ran through things in my head to see what I did wrong. I thought I had done all that I should have, I took every bit of cock offered to me, I cleaned cock after being fucked, I got DP'd, and I thanked every top for their beautiful cocks and seed. "You just don't totally get your place yet do you?" he asked tersely. I was nonplussed. "Why do you think I make you cum before you get fucked - because I want you to concentrate totally on the pleasure of your tops and not your own pleasure," he said. "I don't make you cum so you can get a horn and start feeling your slutty self up when a top is fucking you." He was angry that I had become horny during the fuck session that afternoon and out of natural instinct I had began stroking my own cock when I was getting fucked in the ling - and I got an erection! "Tops aren't interested in your cock in 99% of cases, they don't care if you get off or get horny - they care that you service them properly, worship their cock, be a cumdump for their seed - and that is what you are on this planet for - a pig bottom to be used by tops for their pleasure" I went to sleep sufficiently chided. The following day Steve told me he had rung Ray, a friend of ours who had a small workshop making leather goods, harness', slings etc nd asked him to design a leather cock cage for me. "I am taking you in this afternoon for a fitting this afternoon and Ray and Paul (his partner) are probably going to throw you in the sling and drop a few babies in you." "So get yourself cleaned out before we go," he said. The lips on my cunt were a bit sore and puffy from yesterday's pounding - but I had learned to learn that feeling of being cock sore - I felt that a sore manhole was a clear reminder to me of exactly what I was - a cumpig and a cockpig. Besides Ray and Paul had fucked me plenty of times before in group gangbangs, at their little workshop when they were designing my harness and Ray had even taken part in conversion gangbang - so I was more than used to his thick veiny cock hammering my hole. Besides I loved that gaunt look he had and knowing that he was not only giving me a serve with a lovely fat cock - but he was throwing toxic loads into me. Paul was a 5 minute wonder - he had fucked me several times also - but usually got that horny watching other guys and Ray fuck me he would cum very quickly. But a cock is a cock and a load is a load so it was of no concern to me as long as he got his fill and I got his load. Steve had told Ray what he had in mind for the cock cage and when we arrived there, I was surprised to see Ray and Paul had two other friends there - both mid 40's early 50's like them, all in their harness and jockstraps and one guy with no underwear on and a very lovely thick fat uncut schlong hanging between his legs. Ray noticed me staring at the guy's huge cock - and said "don't worry piggy - you're going to get that - after all we all have to test fuck you to make sure this cock cage is a success." He pulled out this leather cock cover and chain and said to me "get your gear off piggy." I undressed and was trying not to look at the other men as I could sense they were all going to fuck me and I was starting to feel rather excited. Ray slid this leather shaft over my cock that had a small sleeve at the base with a small chain sliding through it. He pulled the chain tight around my ball bag and fastened a very small padlock on it. So I had this firm leather sleeve on that allowed my dick to get to not even half a horn with a hole in the top for me to piss out of. The chain around my ball bag pulled tight prevented it from moving. While Ray was fitting me with the cage, the other guys had got the gear off they wanted off and Ray turned to Steve and said "let's give your little piggy a good hammering and see if the slut gets a horn now." With that Steve and Ray told me to get in the sling and my first of many many sessions being gangbanged with a cock cage on began. Ray's friend was stroking his now hard fat uncut cock - a good 10 inches but thick as. I watched as he started lubing it up and Ray said "split the pig in half." Paul had got the lube and spread some on my hole and with that the guy stepped up and positioned his fat cock at the sore entrance to my hole. As he put a bit if his knob in - he went bang- and sunk the huge slab of cock into me in one thrust. I expelled air and whimpered as he immediately started to ram me hard. "Fuck the pig" Ray yelled and he was and it was hurting. He knew he was hurting me and you could tell from the look on his face - he liked that. Like I always did - I settled down after a ,minute or so and started to get used to his hammering and after two minutes I was liking it - again as usual. As he was fucking me Ray came up and offered me his fat veiny cut cock to slurp on and get hard - which was a clear indication that he was next in line to breed me. Once I had cock in me both ends I was starting to get fully turned on and was starting to really enjoy the width of my fucker's cock. it was fat and I just love that feeling of my hole being stretched wide open by fat cock. As I started to get an erection the cock cage kicked in and became uncomfortable - but it did not move. The four of them and fucked me twice while steve took pics and the cock cage kept me under control all afternoon. Steve made me wear it home and then took me upstairs into our play room and tied me to the cross and he pounded me - he always loved having the last fuck when I was loaded with other men's seed. After he b;ew and untied me, I cleaned up his cock and balls - he went to his jeans pocket and produced the key to remove the cock cage. He then slid the butt plug into me like he always did to keep the seed in me as much as I could and for as long as I could - and in case he wanted another piece of my arse before we went to sleep. My cock immediately got hard. "That's okay - you can get hard now you have serviced your tops and been the best bottom you can for them. Now beat yourself off if u want you filthy fucking slut." With that he walked out and shut the door. I was so horny I just dropped on to the vinyl mattress and beat my dick for 2 minutes and blew everywhere. I was that horny my arse muscles almost bit the butt plug in half as it involuntarily gnawed on it as I came. I was spent but happy that yet another lesson in my path to total slutdom had been learned.

Been so fucking horny today so was looking around bbrts and CL while at work. Hit a guy up on CL and headed to his hotel room just off times square at 1.15pm. No foreplay, no talking, just dropped my pants and he worked his way in dry and about 10 mins later he shot his load in me. Just before he pulled out he whispered in my ear "i hope u enjoy those toxic babes in you". I zipped up and went back to work a happy slut ;-)

I met Rusty several years ago at the gym in the steam room. He was on the shorter side, very skinny, pale skinned with strawberry blond hair. He also had a cock that even when soft looked huge on his small frame. One night I walked in the steam room and found him laying on the upper level his legs spread and that amazing cock just hanging there. We were the only one there that late and as I undid my towel and let it fall his hands went to his cock and started rubbing. It wasn’t long before I leaned over and felt his cock hanging over his balls. I was surprised to find him rock hard, all those times I thought he had a huge cock when soft actually he was hard walking around, only his cock didn’t stick up when hard it hung down heavy and full. I wasted no time and sucked his cock all the way into my throat. Rusty has the type of cock perfect for sucking, long and thick at the base but tapering down towards the head. I sucked his cock and pulled on his balls with one hand and inched my fingers to his hole with the other. He spread his legs and gave me full access to every part of him. I was pulling his cheeks apart and licking his hole when he climbed down, got on the floor between my legs and started sucking my cock. He had me leaking pre-cum in no time. We stood up and I bent down to kiss him my hands finding his ass again telling him I wanted to fuck him. He moaned and turned around bracing his hands on the wall and sticking his ass out for me. My cock and his hole were already slick with spit and sweat from the steam and I teased his entrance for a bit but when I finally popped the head of my cock in he pushed back hard and suddenly I was balls deep in him. He tensed and we both stood still as his hole relaxed around my cock. We quickly found a rhythm and our bodies were slapping together in the darkened steam as my cock bottomed out in his hole over and over. We could hear a few guys in the locker room, and one guy did go into the sauna which is directly across from the steam room but no one interrupted us. The fuck was exciting because we were doing it somewhere so public and the idea that we might be caught was a turn on but also knowing I was fucking this little guy, this big dicked bottom really had me going. My hands on his hips I was pulling him back on my cock slow and steady. Then I reached around and stroked his cock for awhile as he told me to fuck his slutty hole. We changed positions and I sat on the bench as he climbed over me and sank down on me impaling himself over and over again on my cock. I asked if he liked my big, raw cock in his slutty hole and he quickened the pace and fucked himself faster. Soon I knew we were both going to cum and as I bucked my hips up he slammed himself down on my cock and soon I was shooting a huge load into him. Once he made sure he had my entire load he stood over me and jacked his load onto my face as I fingered his cum filled hole. He leaned down and licked his load off of my face and kissed me with it and then got on his knees again and licked my cock clean. The combination of the fuck and the heat from the steam had us barely able to move. We got up and showered to cool off and he told me he really needed that. I smiled and said I was glad to help anytime. He reached over and grabbed my cock and stroked it as I leaned over and kissed him again. He had me hard enough to slip back in his hole which is exactly what we did right there in the shower area where anyone could walk in on. Afterwards we talked and we both admitted we loved bareback sex, cock, and cum. I said I only fucked BB and while I wasn’t chasing specifically I wasn’t scared of it either and he admitted he was actively chasing HIV. He wanted to be converted and pozzed up. For about a year we would hook up when we saw each other at the gym and be look out for the other if needed. I watched him suck and get sucked many times and joined in quite a few as well. One memorable time was with a poz older black guy with a nice sized dick. I kept watch for them but as that black cock sank into Rusty's pale hole I couldn't help myself and had to lick that big, black, poz dick as it slide in and out of him. Then suddenly he moved to another state and I heard from a mutual friend he had a big religious conversion and had changed his ways. I hope he is happy wherever he is.

A few years ago I got a message from a guy staying at a local hotel who said he needed to get fucked. Less than an hour later I pushed open the door he had left propped open, and stepped into the darkened room. The light from the hall showed me the guy naked on his hands and knees waiting for me. As the door swung shut I started undressing and made my way over to him. I got on my knees, spread his cheeks and buried my face in his ass. One hand went down to his cock which was nice and hard. I pulled it back between his legs and licked it from base to tip and back again. I pulled on his balls and sucked the head of his cock in my mouth and his moans let me know he was enjoying it. I alternated sucking his cock and eating his ass his moan letting me know he was enjoying it as much as I was. My cock was hard and needed some attention so I climbed on the bed in front of him and fed him my cock. He started by licking around the head but my hand on the back of his head encouraged him to take me deeper. When he got his lips around the base of my cock I held him there and pumped deeper into his throat. This seemed to turn him on ever more and he worked my cock like only a true cocksucker can. Everyone thinks he can suck cock, but when you find a guy who fucking loves it, you know immediately and the only thing to do sit back and enjoy. I pulled him up and into a kiss tasting a bit of alcohol on his breath. We rubbed against each other and while the slide of his cock against mine felt good, I wanted his ass. So I stood up, pulled him to the edge of the bed, we both took a hit of poppers, I lined up my cock and rammed into him until he had every inch of me deep inside his ass. I didn’t wait for his ass to adjust to the girth of my cock, no, I just piston fucked into him over and over grabbing his hips and pulling him onto me. We were both lost in the moment, moaning and encouraging each other. After several minutes I pulled out and flipped him over and slid right back in, spreading his legs wide and deep dicking him again. The fuck was good but it was not about finesse it was about two guys who needed to get off. I pumped his ass until he shot over his stomach and then I let myself flood his ass with my load. Afterwards I let his legs fall around my waist, scooped his load off of his stomach and fed it to him, then leaned down and kissed him. I never learned his name, and he never learned mine. In fact, we scarcely exchanged a word. It was an example of anonymous sex at its best.

Interacting with doctors all day everyday can be challenging. While most of them are indeed very smart it is the attitude that they are smarter and therefore better than everyone they meet that makes things difficult. There is one surgeon, Dr. M. that is smart and while not exactly what I would call good looking he does have a rugged masculine quality about him. He also has something big swinging in his scrub pants and I am checking that out every chance I get. Dr. M. goes to the same gym I do and a few weeks ago I was there late after work and saw him in the steam room. He got up to restart the steam and I got a good look at his naked body. Average but hairy in all the right places, nice ass and what looked to be an impressive cock. He scooted closer and we talked a bit more and I noticed he kept playing with his balls and cock lifting and pulling them. I watched some then did the same and quickly it became interesting. He leaned back and spread his legs giving me a good view of his low hanging balls and thick cock. He got up and stood in front of where I was sitting still talking and pulling on that cock. I reached out and replaced his hand with mine quickly followed by my mouth. He worked up a quick rhythm of face fucking me and I loved it. He pulled me up and then pushed me around so I was facing out the window and he stood behind me playing with my ass. He said he really needed to relax and fucking a hot hole always relaxed him and would I be willing to help him. Hell yeah I was willing. He spit on his cock and rubbed the head on my hole and finally I pushed back and the head popped in and then I took a breath and slid back until I had him all. He stood there a minute the steam and what we were doing was making it very hot in there. Soon he started a slow steady pace getting faster and harder. Dr. M. knew how to fuck and he was burying it deep and pulling all the way out only to do it again. He was pulling my hips back onto his cock asking how I like it and did I like his thick bare cock fucking my hole. The whole situation was feeding a dual fantasy of fucking a doctor from work and doing it in a place where we could potentially get caught. The curve of his cock had him hitting my prostate over and over and I told him I was going to come soon he just piston fucked me harder until he buried it in me balls deep and shot in my ass as I shot all over the wall in front of me. I see Dr. M. most days at work and occasionally at the gym. We have fooled around a couple more times usually when he has a rough day he will text me asking to get together. I have to say every time I see that cock swinging in his scrubs my ass tightens remembering the breeding he gave me.

Met up with a straight guy recently. He wanted to try "torturing" a guys hole. Just wanted to fuck, no lube, just spit, no warm-up, just to purposfully hurt. I've only bottomed twice before this... But there was a catch.... I had to agree to 10min, AND I had to have someone else tie me up first and then he would come in. So anyway, it went like this.... I had a friend come tie me up, friend agreed to come back in 30 min, straight guy wallked in, laughed at me, forced it in with only a little spit. I literally freaked out, he just laughed and kept forcing it in me. He came, and he left. My friend came over after, untied me and took this pic..... zoom in under the hole to see the damage.

Poor Ash escape always seems to evade him.

All he needs are poppers and a little T

A/N : Loving your feedback, guys, it gets me going with this story. I've finally found a face (and body) for J21DL, Antonio Pozo. Here are my two characters (I always like having a visual in my head, I find it much more stimulating). I've been reading amazing incest stories lately, and keep watching porn while writing this, trying to keep myself from coming before I can finish a chapter. Anyway, enjoy part 3 ! ———————————————————————— After that second time with J, I went home that night more satisfied than I'd felt in a long time. I took a quick shower, doing my best to clench my ass so as to not spill J's precious cum. I went to bed, alone, fingering myself. My hole was still a bit sensitive, but what little fluid was left helped my fingers slide in and out easily. I couldn't stop thinking about J's cock inside me, pounding my ass with his own cum, and just in a short few minutes, I blew another load on my belly. Breathing heavily, I grabbed my phone and snapped a pic that I immediately sent to J. Just shot another load fingering myself with your cum, son, I sent. Fuuuuck, J typed back. Why are you torturing me like this? You did this to me, I replied. Turned me into a horny cumwhore. You better come see me tomorrow night, J sent. I will, I answered. I did see J again the next night, which went on about the same as the previous ones, back in his room. I still didn't know what he looked like exactly, and found that I didn't really care. I just wanted to fuck him, and have him fuck his load inside me. He still insisted on me using a condom until I had time to get tested. I thought I would have time, but my work was keeping me busy, unfortunately. By the time I was off work, all the labs were closed. I lost count of all the times we saw each other in the span of three weeks, but I'd grown addicted to him, and it seemed he couldn't get enough of me either. He kept me hooked with regular pictures of him, of his bubble butt—in his room, or at the gym. He was such a dirty fucker. One night, on the last Friday of the semester, I had to decline J's offer to come over. Can't, wife will be home, I replied, and heaved a sigh. My wife had the weekend off, unfortunately. I wish I could have J all the time now. She didn't work this Friday, and Brandon would be coming home on Monday for spring break. He had some parties to attend this weekend, to celebrate the end of the semester—I didn't blame him—and would come home for a few days with his girlfriend. I hadn't seen my son in a while, and felt guilty about it, knowing I had gone plenty of times to his college to meet up with J the last three weeks. I hoped right then Brandon and J didn't know each other—that would be awkward as fuck. Let me know when you're able to get away, was J's last message before I fell asleep, wondering how I could indeed get away. My day went on as usual, except I finally took the time to make a quick stop on my lunch break by the nearest lab to get tested. I wanted to be able to have bareback sex with J as soon as possible, and was a bit put out when I was told I'd get the results next week. I stayed at work late, knowing my wife was already home waiting for me. I'd replied to a couple of her texts, asking me what I wanted to do tonight. I entertained the thought of telling her I had a work thing to meet up with J, but felt too much like an asshole to actually go through with it. In the end, I decided to hold my lust in check, and just go through the weekend without J. I rolled through the motions, pretending with my wife, Kate, that I wasn't cheating on her. Spending time with her after my first time with J turned out to be easier than I'd thought. I was worried that everything would change between us, but she was still the same person I'd married years ago. She always had been fun to talk to, and we certainly wouldn't have lasted as long together if we didn't get along as well as we did. Looking at her now, though, I didn't feel as turned on as I used to, even if she still looked good. My cock had gotten a taste of something much sweeter, and didn't want anything else. Thankfully, Kate didn't seem that keen on getting it on, so I didn't have to fake anything in bed with her. I kept in touch with J over the weekend, exchanging pics with him in the middle of the night in the bathroom, jerking off to the thought of his ass around my raw cock, and vice versa. I couldn't wait to be back with him again. Before I knew it, it was Monday, and Brandon came home late in the morning. I greeted my son with a hug, surprised by how much he had bulked up since the last time I saw him—which was last summer, I realised. Had it really been that long? I chastised myself, and vowed to try to keep in better touch with Brandon. "Good to see you, son," I said, my cock starting to harden just from saying that last word, and I cursed myself, making sure to pull my hips back a bit from the hug. Holy hell, Brandon's arms were huge, I noticed, as was his chest. I almost didn't recognise him, if not for his familiar face, which looked even more chiseled as before. "Hey, Dad," Brandon greeted back with a pat on my back and a grin. He looked so much like I did when I was in age it froze me for a second. He had grown a lot since his teenage years, away at college. He had an athletic build from all the years of swimming he did, and it looked like he'd put in a lot of hours in the gym lately. "Hi, honey," Kate said as she hugged our son. "Where's Julie? I thought you were going to bring her home with you." "Her sorority took her on a last minute trip to Hawaii," Brandon replied with a sad smile, and I felt for him. In the back of my mind, I wondered where J would spend his spring break. He had been vague in his texts when I asked him, and just told me we'd figure a way out to meet. "I'm going to join her next week." I grabbed Brandon's suitcase and left him alone with his mother. I was happy to have him home, realising now how much I missed him. As he'd grown up, we'd spent less time together, but we'd always gotten along well. He was much closer to Kate, which was just fine by me. I was just proud that my son had turned into a respectable young man, working towards being a lawyer. We had an enjoyable late lunch in our backyard, with me firing up the grill under the sun. I'd missed having quality time like this with my family, and at that moment, I felt bad about my cheating with J. It could destroy all the good we had built together. I tried to put those thoughts aside and just enjoy my family. After lunch, Brandon and I took advantage of the sunny day to dip in our pool. Kate had gone out shopping with her friends before her night shift, leaving the two of us alone. I could assess then just how ripped Brandon had become, with him walking around in his swim trunks, and I was relieved when I realised I wasn't actually attracted to my son, even when the latter looked as good as he did. I was saved, I thought, and that thing I had with J really was just some innocent role-play and not some actual incestuous lust. "When did you have time to hit the gym, Dad?" Brandon asked me as he swam towards me, with me resting against the side of the pool. "After work," I answered, shutting my eyes as I enjoyed the sun on my face and the cool water surrounding me. After that swim, I retired to my office to take care of some paperwork, leaving Brandon to his own occupations. I had received my test results that day, which was faster than I thought, and I was glad to have my negative status confirmed. Kate dropped by the house in a flash before leaving for work, wishing us both a good night. Brandon and I had a laid-back dinner watching football, drinking beer. It was a great day, and I had managed to take J off my mind, for the most part. That night, I was by a pure stroke of luck, alone at home, as Brandon had left earlier for another party at his college. When I went to bed around 11 pm, I couldn't stop myself from checking my phone. J had just sent me a message. Hey, Daddy Miss me? I tried to stop myself, thinking about my wife and son, but as I looked at J's pics again, my cock came to life. You know I do, I replied. I want to see you. I really wanted to see him too, but couldn't figure out how. I didn't know when Brandon was going to be home tonight, or if he would be at all—he hadn't specified. I couldn't risk Brandon finding out I was out of the house in the middle of the night. And having J over was even less of a possibility. Brandon walking in on me and J doing the deed would be an epic disaster. I can't tonight, I replied, not giving him any details. Wife home? No. Then why can't you? My son's at a party, he could be home any minute, I finally answered after a few minutes debating with myself. Just ask him when he thinks he's going to leave, J suggested, five minutes later, which wasn't a bad idea. I proceeded to send a text to Brandon, saying I could go pick him up if he was too drunk as a pretext, and awaited his reply with anticipation. Don't wait on me, I'm just going to crash here, Brandon replied a couple of minutes later, and I almost shouted in victory. So? J prompted. We're clear, my son's not coming home tonight. Where do you want to meet? I sent J, heart already beating fast as I psyched myself up. I was more excited than I thought possible, knowing I would see J again, behind both my wife and son's backs, no less. My earlier reservations were all gone, and I stopped myself from questioning my integrity. How about your place? I'd love to get knocked up on the same bed you got your wife pregnant, J said. Fuck, if that idea didn't make me almost blow a load right there. Was it reasonable, though? I'd have to use another set of sheets especially for this occasion, so as to not raise suspicions from Kate. There were too many risks involved, but I wanted to fuck J so badly, and I was so tired of his dark room at the fraternity that I succumbed to the idea. I gave him my address, and left him the same set of instructions he'd given me the very first time we met up. I quickly changed the bedsheets, keeping the previous ones on hand to put them back on afterwards. Soon enough, I had cleaned myself, and waited for J, lying flat on my stomach, naked. J didn't take long, and he announced his arrival with a whispered Fuck from the doorway. I waited patiently for him to come to me for what felt like an eternity. Was he backing down now? Why was he taking so long? I turned to look at him and ask him what was wrong—I would finally see his face, as my room was better lit from the moonlight than his was—but before I could face him, I felt J's body on top mine, pressing my face back on my pillow. For a long while, we just lay there, one on top of the other, with J's naked body feeling as amazing as ever. I was still surprised by the amount of precum J could leak as he kept rubbing the head of his cock between my cheeks, teasing my hole. He slipped his head in and out, and I couldn't stop the moans that escaped me as J licked and kissed my neck. "You feel so good, Daddy," J whispered as he finally penetrated me all the way. His cock felt a little dry, with nothing but his precum and some of his spit to ease the entrance. I heard him spit a bit more. He quickened the pace, fucking me hard and fast in a matter of seconds, and I found myself muffling my moans into the sheets as I took his big cock. He was so gentle with his hands caressing my body, yet so powerful with his hips hitting my ass. I felt alive, getting pounded by this hot jock, and I definitely felt younger. It all made sense, that I would enjoy being with him so much. The thrill of cheating was amazing, and the fact that I was doing it was another man half my age, pretending to be my son, added to the thrill. "Fuck, Daddy, I'm going to cum," J said after a good half hour of pouding, the burning sensation in my hole having dissipated a while ago, replaced by the sweet glide of J's cock hitting my prostate. My own cock was trapped between myself and the mattress, precum oozing out from the head and making it wet. "Do it, son, come inside Daddy's hole," I said, encouraging J on, and groaned loudly when I felt J's seed coat my guts in spurts, his twitching cock hitting the spot with each burst of cum. I never wanted to stop feeling this, ever. It was pure bliss. "Fuuck, that's my good boy." J stayed inside me and wrapped his arms around me, peppering me with kisses until I found his mouth and met his tongue. We made out for another while before he grabbed something—a shirt, I think—to blindfold me. "What are you doing?" I asked, even as I let J proceed. "We can't take risks, right?" he whispered. "Can't let you see me, and I can't see you," he added as he used another shirt to hide the lower part of my face. I complied, even if part of me wanted to know what my young lover actually looked like. J slipped something cold in my hole, before rolling me on my back, and I felt his body again, flushed against mine, cock to cock. "There, so you don't let my load leak out," he said, his filthy words almost making me come. "I want you inside me, Daddy," J added as his thighs straddled my hips, his hands roaming over my pecs, playing with my hardening tits. He took my cock in hand, and I recognised the uneasy feeling of a condom suffocating my cock before he guided it towards his own hole. "Did you get tested?" "I did, I'm clean," I told J, expecting him to free my cock from the condom, aching to get my raw cock inside him. I felt J around my cock faster than I thought I would, and gasped in surprise, unprepared for it. "Fuck, son, please, take it off." "Just hold on," J said, not doing anything to remove the piece of latex around my cock as he kept pushing his ass back on it. J still felt good, but I knew the would feel a thousand times better if he let me bareback him. I didn't want to force him, though, so I didn't touch the condom, and put all of my frustration instead into fucking J as hard as I could with him still on top of me. It wasn't my preferred position, with me lying on my back, but I knew I would enjoy it a lot more if I could actually look up at J riding my cock, with his amazing and powerful body on display just for me. The other times we were in this position, I could at least see the outlines of J's face and body, I could see his rock hard abs, his beautiful erected cock and his balls bouncing on my own abs. "Yes, Daddy, just like that," J moaned. After a few more minutes of my frantic thrusts, I felt something weird, and all of a sudden, it was as though my cock expanded inside J, and it was getting warmed up so sweetly I almost cried. The condom had broken, I recognised the feeling for what it was. What I was feeling was J, all of him, at last, with nothing separating us. "Son," I panted between thrusts. "The condom broke." As soon as I let the words out, I heard J cry out, and felt his wet release hit my nose and chest. I picked up the drops he left me and swallowed them all. Then I followed suit, unloading my seed inside J, just as he'd done earlier, reveling in the pleasure of finally feeling my own cum inside the young jock. "God, I've waited so long for that, Daddy," J said, rocking back and forth on my softening cock. The dirty slut had done it on purpose, I realised. He'd planned this. He'd wanted the condom to break—had probably tampered with it too. Fuck, I was getting hard again just form the thought, and was thankful I had trusted the young boy and kept the condom on form the start. My refraction period had been significantly reduced ever since I met J. "You little slut," I muttered, grinning against J's lips as he kissed me, my cock and seed still inside him. "You're such a dirty cumpig, aren't you? So hungry for Daddy's load." "Yes, Daddy," J said as I picked up where I left off, thrusting into J, meeting him half way as he pushed back on my cock. I groaned again, loving how I could feel his soft hole clenching my cock. "I love you, Dad," J said, hands cupping my face. "I love you too, son," I replied, a bit taken aback that J had used Dad instead of Daddy, but ignored it, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders, his muscled back. As we kept grinding up against each other, my cock left his ass with a trail of my cum on his balls. Our cocks were reunited again as we let our bodies connect from head to toe, and as we kept on kissing sloppily, I felt the blindfold come off, as well as the second shirt that was initially covering my mouth, and that had been lifted down around my neck when J wanted to kiss me. I took it as my cue to open my eyes, too curious to see J clearly for the first time, with his body on top of mine, our hard cocks rubbing together. When my eyes finally adjusted to the dark, I pulled away from J's tender lips, and at last had a good look at J's face, my heart stopped dead in my chest. "Brandon?"

Been, trying to be more active on this site as of late....finally made the attempt to meet up with someone on here! Let's see how this goes, trying my more natural attempt at cruising vs what I think is expected, which isn't as crude as what I find on here, as piggy as I am, I can only come up with so many ways to say make me your cumdumpster bug chasing chemmed up whore. Time to smoke a blunt an do nothing now, I deserve it.

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Great story keep up the work, you already worked 3 loads out of me and this was the first read through

Think one of my hottest scenes in a video is "What I can't see" has Jay Taylor fucking a drugged passed out guy who wants to be fucked bare but does not want to know its happening, SOoooooo fucking hot never last to the end so I have to cum twice . For some reason all the other scenes are available except this one so cant find it on any of the sites.

Ah yes nothing like waking up in the morning Rock Hard only to slide my cock into my boy's tight boy hole and flood it with scalding hot piss while he is still sleeping. He woke up fast as my cock sank balls deep but even faster when I opened the flood gates

CHAPTER 7: The Sex Party - Part 4 Chris is holding onto me tightly, with that poz cock of his, still hard … and still inside me. I love taking his cum so much. I can’t believe Chris stopped taking his meds. It’s like something new has opened between us. My heart is racing a bit knowing he probably just infected me, assuming it hasn’t happened already tonight. I like this, but there’s still sex going on and I realize Alec is still being fucked right in front of us. I shift my body to make out with Alec while his ass is being reamed. “Uhhhhhhhhh …. Uhhhhhhhhh”, our kiss breaks with a few grunts from Alec, “cuuuuuuuuuuuu …. uhhhhhhhh”, he grunts, and I realize he’s cumming just from being fucked – I love that. I look at the top above him and it’s pretty clear that Alec’s hole has a death grip on the guy’s cock. It also seems like Alec is about to take a huge load – I hope Alec is getting what he wants. Alec’s eyes are still closed, but a worn smile comes over his face, “Uhhhhhhhh… uhhhhhhh… fuck……..” and in that instant I know the top’s grunts mean he is breeding that ass. I kiss Alec one more time and a bit of sweat drips down his forehead. I’m not sure what I enjoy more, taking poz cum, or watching an intense breeding. I whisper in Alec’s ear, “He’s poz dude” and he lifts his head a bit so we can make out one more time. I’m enjoying this afterglow, but seeing the intense orgasm from Alec, and the top fucking him, has me horny and I need to take another load. I squeeze down on Chris’ cock, but he’s softening up and he pops out. We finally break apart and Chris helps me stand up. “That was so fucking hot”, he says, before kissing me. I just look at him, smiling, in total agreement. “Hearing you beg for me to cum like that … and, knowing, … “, his voice trails off. We’re looking into each other’s eyes, I simply nod and he finishes, “… I might infect you now.” I kiss him again, “I think I dumped a gallon inside you Kevin”. We kiss one more time, this time I break the kiss, “I’ve made peace with this Chris, … I’m ok with … “, I pause for only a moment and he completes my words, “Being positive?”. I nod again, a silent affirmation. “I got that”, he says, this time he’s smiling at me and I feel closer to him now than I ever have. Chris and I decide to walk around for a bit, to see how Mike is doing, and watch the others. We move closer to the fuck benches to watch Mike and Jacob, both of them still taking poz cock. It’s been a couple of hours since Mike and I got here. I can’t believe they are still bent over the fuck benches taking cock like that. “How many tops are here?”, I wonder. I have no idea how they can keep going like this, but Chris will tell me later that our hunky party organizer is giving them short breaks when needed. Chris also tells me how the fuck benches are setup perfectly for breeding so that the top and bottom are comfortable and how there’s a large enough hole for the bottom’s cock and balls to slide through so he can even piss without even being let up. Being naturally curious, those words get the best of me. “Where? … How?”, Chris can see I’m confused and he grins … “There’s a large pan under the fuck bench but if you move it there’s also enough room for … “, he pauses, “… for a thirsty bottom, or top … “, and he grins, “… to get under there and drink from the tap. He smiles devilishly. Mike and I swallow and play with our piss now and again – suddenly I want to try and do this. “So how does one…. “, Chris laughs a little, “The guys are given drinks during breaks and when they request them … then whichever of them needs to piss, they just snaps his fingers a few times”. He can see I’m not quite getting it, “Unless someone stops them, they can just let it go – it goes in the pan”, “Stops them?”, “Basically”. Maybe it’s me, but when Chris talks about anything sexual his voice gets a bit more sultry, and I get instantly horned, this is no different – I really want to try this now. Chris can see from the grin on my face I’m sold. We move closer to Mike and Jacob, it’s so funny to be so close to them, yet they have no idea we’re right there hovering over them … watching. This isn’t a quick process though, we watch for more than 15 or 20 minutes when I hear it … Jacob snaps his fingers repeatedly. I look at Chris, he knows I want this, he nods at me to go for it. I put a hand on Jacob’s shoulder and I hear Chris pipe up, “Wait”, he says. Chris points under the bench and I move the piss pan and crawl under Jacob’s bench. I honestly want Mike’s piss but right now it looks like I’m getting Jacob’s. I hadn’t noticed it but the top stopped fucking while all of this is going on. I look over at Chris again and he’s just smiling at me. Under the bench my mouth is nearly perfectly aligned under Jacob’s soft leaking cock; I can reach out and touch the tip with my tongue. I hear Chris, “Go for it”. There is barely enough room under this bench for me, “Good thing I’m not claustrophobic”, I think. I hear Jacob grunt a little, then there’s a spurt and Jacob’s piss starts to flow into my open mouth before going everywhere. My mind is reeling and I attempt to swallow but his piss is coming out so violently I can’t keep up – I’m going to be soaked. I can taste his piss, feel it on my face, in my hair and it’s going all over me, but I’m loving it. “I want Mike’s, too”, I think. Jacob’s piss tastes so good, I love drinking from his cock. I’m doing my best to keep up with him and swallow it all down but every time I close my mouth, a huge splash of piss goes everywhere. By the time his bladder is empty piss will be everywhere, I’m sure of it. Finally, that lovely golden fluid starts to ease up and I know he’s almost empty, … I hear him snap his fingers again and I feel the top resume fucking him. Jacob’s cock pops out of my mouth as I try to lick up the last bits of his flow. I feel Chris grabbing my arm and helping me out from under the bench, and then he pushes the pan back into place. I’m soaking wet and smell like Jacob’s piss, Chris kisses me, “You smell good … ”, the he licks up some of the piss from my chest. I smile and look around noticing that a couple of guys are using towels to get up the mess. Chris kisses me, “…you might want a shower now …”, but before he can finish that thought, I interrupt him, “… and another load of poz cum in my ass”. Chris just looks at me with eyes that say “dirty fucker”, but we both know it’s true. I need it. “Go shower and then find me … I’ll be around here”, he says. He notices my confusion and points. I walk into the shower room and it’s becoming clear just how large this party space is, there are 12 shower heads in a gang arrangement with bathroom facilities separated by a wall. Steven, the only other bottom here wearing a cock cage, is being fucked under one of the shower heads. I can hear the clank of metal from his cage. There are a few other guys in here rinsing off too including the party host, Mark and that hot English guy Trevor. It looks like they’ve taken off any leather accessories and now I can get a good look at their bodies. I squeeze in between our host and Trevor, “Is there enough room for me?”, knowing full well there are at least 8 other shower heads no one is using. The guys let me in under the water to rinse off the piss and almost immediately I feel hands. There isn’t a lot of talking just these three guys touching and feeling my body and I can feel a large cock in the crack of my ass. I barely get rinsed when I feel them leading me over to some towels and then 6 hands are drying my body off and I see each of them quickly drying themselves off. “Where …”, I start to ask and Trevor puts a finger over my mouth, “Got this mate”. I just let them lead me. We move back into the party area and the guys move me to a large mat and almost immediately I’m on my back, legs up. “Uhhhhhhhhhhh……..uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………….FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! “, I hear a voice almost shouting, and what is obviously an intense orgasm, and snap my head over to see a guy pressed balls deep into Mike. In my moment of distraction, I feel hands, and my legs are bending. I move my head back to find our party host up against me, and his lubed cock sliding balls deep into me. “Ahhhhhhhh fuck yea … Mike was right … fuck yea … nice tight neg hole you got there”, I smile, “Mike talked about my hole?”, I think. The host slides in and out of me starting with a steady rhythm and the other guys are touching the both of us, encouraging him as he fucks me. “Fuck yea … take it boy … take it the way Mike is taking it”, he grunts. “Fuck me… ahhhhh…. Ahhhh, fuck me, fucking give it to me”, I hear Trevor, “yeah mate … poz”, he says softly. The host doesn’t respond but continues to grunt as he fucks me. I moan so he knows I love it, and then push back on his cock. His poz cock feels so good in me and I know that if one of these guys doesn’t infect me that Chris is now off meds – it will happen to both me and Mike. I feel his cock going in and out, in and out and then he pulls out almost to the tip. I’m lost in our sex when I realize the fucking stopped, I look up, and with that he rams his cock deep into my hungry ass. "Oh God, yes! That's exactly what I need, raw, hard poz cock! Fuck me!”, the words are just bubbling out, “Fuck me hard. Poz my ass. Make me feel that big fucking poz dick ramming up into my guts!" The host pulls completely out and I give him a quizzical look when I feel Trevor take his place, “Fuck yea mate … fuckin’ love that ass”, and he starts a quick, steady fucking motion without missing a beat. This goes on for a bit when Mark swaps out with Trevor and my first poz cock of the night is in me again, “Fuck yea … so good, fucking love that cock”, I say trying to encourage him to cum. These guys are interested in edging though and they keep swapping out, one after the other, taking turns ramming their poles up my tight hole, with me urging them on with pleas for "more poz cock" – "harder" – "faster" – "deeper." After, what must be fifteen or twenty minutes, Trevor yells, "’bout to cum mate … ‘bout to give you another poz load … “, he softly grunts and groans, “… you know I’m med-resistant, right?", he asks almost innocently. Then he begins power fucking in and out, round and round, as hard as he can into my spasming rectum. I didn’t realize he’s med-resistant, I start to ask, “Truvada, right?”, but then think, “Or does he mean all meds”? Before I can think, much less ask, I feel that hot pierced cock of his spasming in my ass, “Oh fuck … Oh fuck”, the only words out of my mouth. “FUCK YES! … Fucking poz my hole”, I can hear the host and Mark both encouraging Trevor as he dumps another load into me. It kind of worries me, “med-resistant”, but I already have his spunk inside me, “Can’t change that now?”, I think. The guys swap places again and the host is in me once more, “Fucking fill me up … fucking give it to me”, I decide to see how much I can work it, he grunts, “Get in there deep and give me more”. After several minutes of hard fucking the host pulls out and Mark immediately takes his place with his thick hard cock, pounding deep into my squishy guts. I can feel Trevor's poz load coating Mark’s cock as he rams up as far as he could get it and fucks me with short power strokes just pulling his cock out of my ass a couple of inches with each stroke before ramming it back in as far as it will go. I’m moaning constantly now, in ecstasy, as he pummels my well used hole again and again. They swap a couple of more times and when Mark finally begins to shoot his load, I just let out a screaming moan, "Ohhhh! Godddd! Yeeees!" as I feel him adding another dirty load of cum to my ass. Mark moves and I know the host is about to start fucking me again. Instead, as he’s standing over me, he says, “Come up here boy”, and I sit up looking directly up at him. He uses his left hand on my head to hold it in place and the thumb of his right hand to play with my lips. "This what you want, slut? Is this the poz cock you want breeding you?", I nod, "Yes! Oh yes!", moaning, delirious with desire for that fuck stick in me. He keeps using his thumb in my mouth to show me my place, "Get it ready, slut! Slurp it down and show me you can take it," he orders. He steps a little forward, and in the first oral sex of the night, pushes his huge pole into my open mouth. I do my best to press forward, taking inch by inch of his monster into my mouth. He lets me orally service him for only a few minutes, “Time to get back in that ass slut, this party is about breeding you neg fuckers”, and with a rude pop his cock from my mouth. I didn’t quite get it when we got here, but now it’s clear, the goal isn’t just for the guys on the fuck benches to leave here infected with HIV; the goal is for every bottom to leave here infected with HIV. I feel like I’ve made that my goal, but I almost though it was my hormones. I need to be sure our host knows I’m good with any outcome of tonight’s fun. “Turn around boy … all fours”, the host says and I comply without so much as a word. I can feel him running the slimy head of his cock up and down my crack for a moment, lining that poz dick against my well-used, slimy pucker and slowly forcing his way in. There’s only slight resistance from my sphincter, and it quickly gives up and allows him to get that huge pole into my entrance. I think our host knows how big his cock is and likes teasing me a bit with it. He slides slowly but surely into my tight, hot, slimy hole until he bottoms out, my ass pulled hard up against his pelvis. “FUCK that feels so good”, I say. He rotates his hips as his cock stirs around inside of all the cum that’s flowed into me tonight, then I feel him pull partially out before pushing back up into my colon. He’s obviously an experienced top and he quickly sets up a fuck rhythm, half way out, then all the way in. I do my best to squeeze down on the in strokes so he can feel my ass muscles massaging his meat as he uses my hole. We go like this several minutes when I hear the grunts and moans that indicate an orgasm is approaching. I can feel his nut sac pulling up and his cock getting harder. He slows down for a second, then pushes in hard and holds it deep up in my hot hole – he’s edging, trying to hold off just a little while longer. I want that big load though and I want it now, “Fuck me man … Fucking give hot poz load! Fucking infect me!”. He tries again, slow, then a thrust but that, and I think my words, drive him over the edge. “FUCKKKKKKKK…. “, he’s grunting and groaning and pressed balls deep inside me – I know I’m being bred again. This time as he’s cumming I can actually feel the cum rising up and moving up his urethra until it’s shooting up and out, dumping into the already overloaded confines of my guts, mixing with all the other HIV+ cum already deposited there over the course of the evening. The host pulls me up close to him and kisses my neck, “That was hot”, and Mark and Trevor step around in front of me and both kiss me. I’m in heaven.

ABS last night- I saw a really heavyset bearded bald guy all by himself in back corner. He was definitely gruff looking, which thankfully kept the trolls and twinks away from him. I strolled back and nodded, and noticed he had his hand in jeans pocket rubbing his cock. I stood a few feet in front of him, lowered my jeans a bit to expose my ass crack, and leaned onto the wall partition, staring straight ahead at the big video screen in front of room. Sure enough within moments I feel a hand on my ass and a finger finding my prelubed hole. He fingers me a bit and slides my pants down enough for full access. I bend forward a bit more so he knows 100% what I want, and soon am feeling his cock right on my hole. His hands grab my hips and he starts to push in slowly, and I'm sniffing some poppers and enjoying being opened up. He feels thick and keeps sliding in til my ass truly felt full. I never saw it but I'd say he was a good 8 or 9 inches. He bottoms out, and his belly is pressing hard into my back. He starts fucking nice n slow, and reaches around and starts jerking me as he fucks. His thrusts, him jerking me, and the poppers were too much and I start to cum hard, clamping my ass hard around his cock. He speeds up, then thrusts in me one last time before everything stops and I feel his cock spasming inside me. We stand there not moving for a good minute, until his cock slips out of me. Instantly I feel cum running down my thigh. He rubs my stomach and with the other hand feels my cum filled hole, then he zips up and walk s out. As I'm leaving a few minutes later, I see him pulling out of parking lot in a tow truck. Sexy.

I love older bottoms, less bullshit more action.

For the first time in quite a while, this past weekend I was traveling alone to St. Louis, leaving my husband at home. Before I left, however, I told him I'd play safe. When I arrived in St. Louis I was sharing a room with a friend who went off on his own for several hours, leaving me alone, so naturally I hopped on Grindr. Quite quickly I connected with a 20 year old black college top who was 500 feet away, and who wanted to play safe. We exchanged a few pics, and he asked if I could host. I answered by supplying the name and address of my hotel, as well as my room number. Within 30 minutes, there was a knock at the door, and upon opening it, I ushered him me. Although he began chatting as soon as the door was closed, I ignored his remarks, loosened his belt and pants, dropped to my knees to begin sucking his dick as I helped him drop his boxers. When he was hard I moved him onto the bed. He wanted to kiss, but I did an about face and presented him with my ass. I also reached for a condom, selecting the magnum from the top of the stack. As he played with my hole, I rolled the condom onto his dick, lubed my ass, and, in a single thrust, forced his cock into my ass. His stamina was decent stamina and was easily rough enough to break a condom, although it wasn't really an issue: I had deliberately tampered with the condom I had slid onto his cock, with the result, as planned, it broke on almost the first stroke. He never realised as much, however, as he was lost in the pleasureable rhythmic thrusting of his dick as it forcible penetrated my hole. As his face began to visibly change in expression, he moaned "I'm going to cum!" And so he did. I could distinctly feel each and every rope of his thick, warm seed deep inside my hole. He collapsed on me, struggling for several minutes to regain his breath. Before he could intervene I slid off his cock, and deftly removed the condom so he never seemed to realized his seed was dripping from my hole. Afterwards he cleaned-up, dressed and split. I never got his name, but, of course, when I got home I told my husband the kid and I had used a condom.

There are 2 kinds of holes, a boy hole that is tight and a man cunt that takes a dick or a dildo with just spit . I can take is with just spit and on pain but pleasure.

"Everyone, I am going to turn down her headphones because I want to talk to her. I want all of you to be completely silent until I turn the music back on and isolate her again, okay?' A chorus of agreement. I grabbed the iPhone that was sending her music to the bluetooth earbuds, and slowly dialled down the volume. Her head cocked, and she said 'honey the music went off!' 'I know, there is just the one guy here right now, and he brought something special.' I pause. 'Honey, I am not going to tell you what it is, but you get to tell me 'no' if you want to. Otherwise, I'm going to do it to you. I have made sure it's safe, but you will have to trust me.' All this time her hands haven't stopped rubbing lube into the tree trunk sized cock she is kneeling beside, and they still don't slow down as she says 'I want you to do whatever you want tonight. I told you that when we planned it.' 'Good girl!' I turned the music back up. 'You can talk again boys!, Mr Black? Kindly slam my wife with Tina!' A cheer went up. I got my phone ready and began recording. Mr Black is a nurse, so I record him as he takes her hand, and leads her to a chair. He puts the belt around her arm, and she cocks her head, not understanding. One of the men kisses her deep from the other side as Black quickly swabs her arm. 'I know you have no idea whats happening sweetie, but this man is about to give you the most intense party experience in existence'. The man drops to his knees and begins to lick her wet dripping cunt, and Black deftly pops the fine gauge point into her swollen vein. I record the flash, then pull back to get her face and arm as Black empties the barrel into her and releases the belt. She gives a short gasp, as Black lifts her arm up and presses on the puncture with cotton. She coughs, twice, and exclaims 'Oh my god!!!' Her free hand comes down to the back of her licker's head as she rips the biggest orgasm of her life and stands up in the middle of the room, spinning in a circle. 'Someone fuck my holes right now!' I Tackle her to the mattress, spread her legs and ram into her sloppy cunt, then roll over with her cowgirl. Mr silver kneels behind her and enters her cunt along with me and she begins to ram herself back onto us furiously. 'Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me' she chants in a set of guttural grunting moans. She slams back hard and holds us deep, I can feel my tip pressed against her cervix as silver continues to thrust, then groans 'Fucking filthy whore!' as he empties a huge load into her cunt and all over my cock. He pulls away, and Black comes up, placing the tip of his 9 thick inches at her asshole, and laughing 'Tweaker bitch, you like that?!' as she presses her holes back on both of us. I pull her face down to me roughly, using her curly pigtails as handles, and kiss her hard and deep, she screams into my mouth, 'Huuuuuurrtttt meeeeeee!' as my large cock and his huge one fill her to over flowing. The feeling of Blacks cock rubbing mine through the thin flesh of my wife is incredible, and just a few strokes later black shudders and fills her asshole with sperm. Black pulls away, and the two brothers join, one taking her mouth above me, the other her asshole. The three of us work together, keeping all her holes full, and she gags from the vicious throat thrusts making her other holes clench. The two brothers cum together, my wife taking her 8th and 9th loads of the evening. The tree trunk comes over. I look at him. 'All three holes, friend, she's all yours!' He pulls her to standing, and bends her over the small table in the corner of the room. He shackles one ankle to each table leg, and pushes her down, belly to the wood. Her rush is slowing, and she is panting. 'Fuck, don't stop, fucking kill me with cock!'. He steps to her face, and tries to force his cock in, it's too big to fit in her mouth. She tries, then pleads 'Put it in my cunt, wreck me with it!' I am getting the whole thing on video, as he stands behind her and sllllloooooowwwwwwllllllllyyyyyy slides into her battered and swollen pussy. She makes a shuddering moaning sound, as he hits bottom with only half his shaft inside, and cums again, her contractions causing cum and lube to dribble out her asshole. All on video.

So this is it. I've admitted to myself that I am a bareback cheater. Don't get me wrong, I love my husband, but I need more sex then he can give me. And I'm getting it. It all started about four years ago when I downloaded Grindr and other apps looking for random hook ups. I met a few guys on one or another of those sites and all of the guys fucked me safe and I enjoyed it. Then I met another guy who has the biggest cock I've ever had. We were fucking for about two years behind my partner's back. It was amazing. After creating a dirty twitter account and joining BBRT and even going to saunas I decided that I wanted this guy's raw cock in my ass. The first time I took it raw from him I had him come to my home, where he fucked me in the bed I share with my partner. Just before he blew, he asked "Are you sure you want my cum deep in your hole?" Yeah, I did. For another two years or so he was my regular fuck buddy and I always took his load raw deep in my hole, but sadly, he broke the news that he was moving to Scotland. So of course we hooked up one last time. He fucked me like mad. Then, even though he was a professed 'Total Top', he announced he wanted my load in his ass. So I wanked my cock, and just before I blew, I slid my cock into his extremely tight hole, flooding him with my load. When I pulled my cock out there was a trace of blood but nothing to worry about. Sadly he's gone now and I don't have a regular fuck buddy, but there is a guy I get together with on average about once every six months, and I let him breed me. He doesn't know I'm married and he breeds me where ever we are: public toilets, his house, fields and once even in the changing room for a public swimming pool. But for now I just enjoy taking loads from guys, although I hope my partner doesn't find out. He knows I have a dirty twitter account but has never said anything to me. Still, I know were I was single I'd be taking every raw cock offered to me.

Headed to Club Pittsburgh tomorrow....

Ash stumbles on the last step going down. Sebastian catches him. He's in Sebastian's arms now in more ways than one. They go through a wide, dark tunnel. Slings on both side. The slings are full of men getting fucked and fisted. It's hard to focus on any single couple. Some slings have multiple men surrounding them, some men get sucked, some fisted and groped. It's hard to tell where one couple begins and the next quartet ends. One thin Filipino man is hyperactively climbing all over a portly middle aged man like a spider monkey, fucking him at times, fisting him, sometimes fisting and fucking at the same time. An older man sits on a stool toward the end of the corridor and methodically punchfucks a very young man. There isn't passion passing between them, just a steady rhythm of fist after fist. Periodically, and asymmetric to the punching, the younger man wales out a mournful yowl, half regret, half acceptance and desire. The grease is turning from pink to red. The old man asks if he should stop. The young man says harder. Sebastian leads Ash into the main area. The Assemblyman is right. Slings, fuck benches and St. Andres crosses line the walls filled with willing performers. Sex surrounds the dance floor. Lights of blue and green switch back and forth with red and yellow. The scotch and pill already has an impact on Ash. The colors are more vibrant than ordinary disco lights. They have a sheen on the edges. He can stare into them without going blind. He and Sebastian take to the dance floor, but instead of dancing, Sebastian stand on the sidelines. Ash waits on the shore of the sea of men. He undulates, encouraging Sebastian to join him. He rocks his pelvis, strokes his arms in front of him like he's churning butter, circles an arm above his head, movements that have, in the past, enticed men and women to him. Sebastian stands unmoved, squinting, watching, waiting. The dance floor absorbs Ash. Many men are naked. They rub their bodies against Ash, encourage him to gyrate to them. He is sandwiched by a couple, one auburn haired, one jet black. They writhe and grease Ash with their sweat. Ash is rippling between the two men's bodies. Then the tide passes him through deeper into the crowd. At one point, inside the heavy electronic beat, his body is passed into the air. Hands feel his torso, his crotch, his face, swirling around, point this direction then that, turned so that anonymous men can feel every inch of him. He feels a boot pulling off. He says hey to the ceiling amused. Another boot, socks comes off. He sees he's not the only body floating above the crowd. He reaches out to one but is being floated the other direction. He's turned over and someone is at his zipper pulling it down. His pants inch down and expose him. They're off and the men below now stroke and pamper him. He's loving it. Another body in the air right beside him floating naked too above the crowd. He extends a hand as does the other, and they feel their arms locked together, seeking mooring, but pulled apart, each carried on a tide that billows them together, then parts them to separate ends of the dance floor. Hands and fingers probe his ass, lube him, caress him. Clenched fists grope his cock. His flesh is licked, tits sucked, balls fondled, all the while the flares of green and blue to yellow and red wash over him and the hands beneath. His body is passed down to an empty sling in the opposite corner from where he came in. And who is there waiting by its side, naked, erect? Sebastian is there. Of course he is. Maybe he orchestrated it, spellbound the audience and encouraged them to deliver Ash to him. Settling in the sling, Ash reaches up to touch Sebastian's skin. It is rippled, sculpted in a way a man should be sculpted. Every edge is firm, every curve and angle hairless. He feels the ripples of Sebastian's stomach, sculpted like an artist would sculpt a man, like Michelangelo would. They move their hands slowly over each other's body. The surrounding crowd shrouds them, gives them their world, leaves a private sphere around Ash and Sebastian—though every move they make is watched. Sebastian leans down to speaks to Ash. His face so close, yelling to be heard over the electronic beat, Ash can feel his spittle. "You are so white, so wanting to be corrupted." Sebastian examines Ash's cock, squeezing his shaft to get him hard. He snarls, "You corrupt me with your wanting." "Corrupt me," pleads Ash, slipping his cock up and down in Sebastian's calloused paw. "I'm all imperfections, it just doesn't show." Their tongues come together enticing more passion, rich in possibilities. Sebastian leads Ash deeper into the maze of passion. He stands naked before Ash, his body smooth except for the eagle's wings of dark hair above his long, succulent cock. The hairs are perfectly straight, look soft. Ash brushes the eagle wings ready to take flight. He brushes one side to the left, the mirrored side to the right He takes the beautifully sculpted crown into his mouth and excites the cock, first on the head, then draws down the shaft until its disappears down his throat. The soft hair brush against his lips. His groin smells of man. It tastes of man. Ash's arm is being squeezed and lightly touched. Sebastian ties off his arm at the bicep. Ash is spiked and then, before he knows what happening, there is a chemical being flooded into his body. *** You feel an orgasm coming. It takes over you body, the enormous rush of eroticism climaxes. But this particular climax stays in your body. Peaks like a high tide but does not recede. It keep you peaking on a wave of euphoric buoyancy. It does not stop. Wave after wave of orgasmic ebullience you ride like the unending surf, the longest wave stretching out before you, no end in sight. You leap in the air, taking off, spinning off the lip of the half-pipe, spinning past a 540, a 720. You flip, you curl. You're running along the beach, you jump a puddle, your soar never touches the ground until you decide to touch ground. You glide, you fly; gravity is a word made up by Newton but has nothing to do with you. Newton is dead and you are alive more than you've ever been. You are above the law of nature. You fly and soar above the clouds, above rules of nature herself. You are Zeus that commands all things. You fly and soar, straddle between heaven and earth. You ride an orgasm, ten times, a hundred times, more powerful than you've ever felt, like the waves you ride in Africa, a wave that takes you past several countries, continents, there are no borders here, there are only rich colors, blue-greens of earth that you stare into. The colors become you: It extends past watching, past anything you've ever known. The rush of heroin is ten times more than words, opens you to meaninglessness, words only hold you down. You body is indebted to Sebastian who owns you, who freed you from your body. He is out there somewhere in the blue-green, now red-yellow. Has pushed you through mirror. You are on the other side, looking at him through a barrier of glass. How can he not be you? You have tripped, tweaked, but never have you soared in flight like this. You never want to experience anything but this again. You will take anything, do anything, sacrifice anything to sustain this elevation, this mountain peak. Stars and comets surround you. You'll kill, maim, sell your soul to maintain this high. Sebastian watches you, evaluates you. You want him inside you. He takes the meaning as you lift a leg to capture him. You're saying meaningless words, it's the motions, the urgency of getting fucked that make you understood. You take his ass and pull him into you, feel the perfection of his body as it slides where no man has been. Why have you waited this long? Nothing has ever felt as good, no food eaten nor wine drunk has ever satisfied a hunger you now feel. You are gods among men. Men watch envious of the passion you shower onto Sebastian. You show the mortals what a fuck is. You bellow out your passion over a drum beat that makes the men around you pulse, writhe, slither, mimic a tenth of what your feeling. Sebastian is stirring the organs inside you with his mammoth cockhead. Sebastian is the phallus you body prays to and preys on. Your body blazes, every nerve ending fires simultaneously, you feel each strand of pubic hair rub against your ass, you feel Sebastian's heavy balls slapping against you. He's grabbing your cock and guiding you to the same end as his. His skin glistens orange like a devil, now aqua like Neptune. You are underwater drowning in desire for him. You reach up and bring him to you. You merge with him, you become him, sees you as you see you, flawed, imperfect, and still fucks you anyway. Who could desires you as you are? He should destroy you, and he will. You're flooded with his cum as you discharge white lava over his chest. And still the orgasm doesn't end nor does the line of men emerging from the sea of men. Familiar but disconnected from context. A beautiful black man with a bandaged hand missing a finger is next in line, a man holding a horse dildo, a young black man in a harness with a strap that connects to his cockring, an old man with sagging tits holding yet another needle. At that point, with that point, because of that point, you, who you remember, will no longer exist. *** "How are you feeling?" Sebastian asks. They are in a white tiled room, brightly lit. Ash still hears the dull thump of music beyond the door. "You stopped breathing." Mr. X has his back to him taking instruments out of a metal pan, placing them on blue paper. Ash has similar blue paper draped over his body, except for a cutout around his crotch. His right arm has an ivy drip going into a vein. Sebastian wears a surgical gown and has a surgical mask that's held on by one ear. A stethoscope dangles from his neck. Mr. X also wear a surgical gown. Ash tells his body to move but it can't. It's not struggling, it just can't move. He attempts to raise a finger but the impulses that runs out of his brain are severed by something dripping into him. Even his eyes find it hard to move. It takes all his effort to move from Sebastian's face to look at his cock. He see Sebastian holding it with a blue latex glove. Ash doesn't feel it very much, just a warm throb. "We were concerned," he tells Ash, "but I think you are going to pull through magnificently." Ash commands his eyes to look up. He sees he's in an operating theater, men behind the glass watching entranced, sees in the glass himself reflected, laid out on a metal table. Mr. X pulls over a tray with instruments on it. Sebastian takes up a scalpel. Mr. X says muffled behind his mask, "You will mostly not feel this, but we felt it important that you observe. Think of it not as punishment—" "But a chance to be reborn," says Sebastian, pulling up his mask and putting the scalpel to the tip of his penis. "To rise again from the flames, como un fénix—like a phoenix."

Visited a hot muscle top friend in LA who invited me over for a fuck date at his place.He slammed himself and told me about Slammer and maybe taking me there if I were interested. He had me sucking his silicon enlarged fat cock while fingering my arse before giving me a booty bump. He claimed the first one didn't work and planted a second one deep up my ass. In no time I was flying and he planted his fat cock deep down my throat. Soon he suggested heading to Slammer because he wanted to fuck me in public. He put me in leather gear; leather pants and a tight leather vest showing off my athletic body and bubble butt. I felt horny as fuck when we drove to Slammer in his open Jeep and he loved showing me off as his fuck toy. In Slammer he gave me another booty bump in the bathroom and dragged my fuelled ass to the sling room. He told me to completely undress and started fucking me with the door open. Soon a small crowd formed to see me getting powerfucked by this bull and his impressive fuck tool. He encouraged the other guys to use me as well. After he was done fucking me another top took his place eating my ass and fucking me while I begged a tall and muscled young Texan to work my nipps. He edged me with the tit play while guys were taking turns eating out my ass, fingering it roughly and fucking it. The Texan shoved some fingers up my hole while I was being fucked. He was intrigued and added more fingers. I was sucking cocks from bystanders and moaning when he started forcing my ass to open wider. He leaned in and asked me if he could fist me and he knew by my moaning that I was ready. He stood beside me while he worked his big paw up my ass and with his other hand he kept working my tits. I wanted him to destroy my ass with his large fist. He worked my ass hard and loved seeing the results of his hard work. When we took a break I headed over to the gloryholes and got fucked and fisted some more before my fuckbuddy came and found me to take me home.

I got a text the other day from a couple I used to fool around with a few years ago. They are a black couple, one in his late 60’s and the other just turned 40 who had moved out of town but were now back visiting family. The older guy has what can only be described as a HUGE cock. He has a penile implant and when he activates it his cock gets rock hard and stays that way even after he shoots. They were staying at a local hotel and wanted to know if I would be interested in getting together. Of course! We made plans and a few hours later I was knocking on their door. The younger of the couple opened the door and as he closed it he pushed me up against it and started kissing and rubbing against me. No hello, just right to it. I completely approve. He told me his partner was not back yet but would be there anytime. I asked if we should wait for him and he said no and dropped to his knees and unbuckled my pants and pulled them down freeing my cock which he started licking and sucking. I love a guy who really enjoys sucking and this guy absolutely knew what he was doing. I pulled my shirt off and kicked out of my pants and got on the bed all the while he never let go of my cock. We got into a 69 position and were really getting into it when he partner came back. He quickly got undressed and sat on the side of the bed telling us what he wanted us to do for him. He got between us and told us he wanted us both to suck him. His cock is huge and both of us got to work on it. Soon he told me he wanted to watch me fuck his boy. He had him get on his back and place his legs around my waist and then he lined my cock up to his boys hole and guided me into him. I leaned forward kissing as I was fucking my cock into him and then felt the older guy licking my ass. He pulled my cheeks apart and really worked his tongue in me then would lick my cock as it fucked in and out of his boy. He stood up rubbing his cock against my hole and without another word slid the fat head into me. It was that good stretch. Hurts some but you just know it is going to be worth it. He teased my hole with the head of his cock for a bit then slid further and further in until I had all of his cock in me. I was balls deep in one guy and had his partner buried all the way in me at the same time and it felt amazing. It took a bit to get the rhythm worked out but soon he was fucking my cock deeper into his partner every time he pushed into me. We switched places a few times. The older guy only topped but the younger guy and I are vers, so we took turns fucking each other and each of us took the older guy's big cock. Eventually the younger guy shot his load as I fucked mine into his ass. Then his partner got behind me and rammed his cock into me. Not gentle at all and fucked hard and fast until he blasted his load in me. Because of the penile implant he stayed hard and slowly fucked me as I kissed his partner. I felt that cock and those fucks for a few days afterwards and loved it.

Another Real Experience: - Excelling at CusTomer Service; Part 3 – Rental Surprise I had actually posted this true story elsewhere but those sites are "no more", now's the perfect time to include it with my real experiences that came about because of my work in real estate – to be fair, this doesn’t happen OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. Therefore, here's a few more of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". So a couple of summers back, a friend and colleague was going on vacation for a couple of weeks and asked me a favor - she knew that I generally don't do rentals, only sales, but these were customers of hers who had bought a new bigger house and wanted to rent out their current one for a year or two until the market improved. I generally DON'T do rentals, but she's a good friend, and it was a $3000 rental, so a good commission. I go to the house to take pictures and to meet with the owners after my friend let them know I would be handling it, and was in for a bit of a surprise. I got to the place - it was awesome for a small house: pool, hot tub, koi pond, bbq pit in the back yard and great interiors with huge tubs and showers on each floor. The wife met me first, cool lady kinda hot in a "tough chick" sort of way... and then the husband came downstairs. Fortunately, his wife was looking at me and not him when his jaw hit the floor and he recognized me. I had to suppress a chuckle as I said "oh, hey Ted! Didn't know this was your house". Ted with a crooked smile said "yeah, it's my second wife's house, actually... and we just bought one together." "You two know each other? How cool!" Wifey number 2 puts in. "Yes," I said, "from the 'Y' - we work out at the same time frequently enough..." If she only knew HOW we'd worked out, one particular time in general... Ted is a real hottie - used to be an NYC fireman, now works construction as a carpenter and is a volunteer fireman in our 'burb here just outside the big apple. Built like a baseball or soccer player, he's got a great mesomorph body, awesome pecs, nice dick and a beautiful hairy bubble butt. Coloring -wise he's "Black Irish": very pale but not unattractive skin, piercing blue eyes and dark brown thick head of hair and a '70s clone-style 'stache that on him is very hot. He's about 2 inches shorter than my 6' and at the time he was - like me - in his late '40s but in really good shape. I'd immediately noticed him at the gym, years ago when I first moved back home to the burbs after a couple of decades in NYC. A total hottie and just my type. But a wedding ring, and though he looked around a lot more than usual for a straight guy, he didn't respond to any of the usual clues. Interestingly, our YMCA's steam room actually DOES get active every once in a while, but you have to be really careful as it is co-ed, though few women use the steam room. Also, some guys are just not cool. Ted had occasionally been in the steam room when some groping or even a little oral got started, but at first he always left. After a while, he started to stay, though appeared to look away. Finally he got to the point of openly watching. It was after one of those sessions when the guy who was blowing me did so for only about 2 minutes before he shot himself and hastily exited that we finally spoke to each other. "You seemed to be enjoying the show" I said, pointing out his tented towel. He actually blushed and said "yeah, I can't believe how easy it can be for you guys". We talked a bit (seems he HAD gotten some blow jobs from guys before in the past on a couple of occasions) so I asked if he wanted to try some more again. He said yes, but not there and invited me back to his new apartment, which he had gotten upon divorcing his wife. It was a very short drive, we could have walked, and I followed him in after pulling my "play bag" out of the trunk of my car. He was amazed that I had videos, lube, toys and leather gear with me, and that my partner was cool with me playing on the side when he was working. Ted said he wanted to try out more than just getting a blow job but was scared, and he lamented that he didn't have any weed because he knew that would relax him. I told him I didn't either (I actually have problems with the stuff, I may be allergic) but that I did have a pipe with me and stuff that would make him feel really good, and really horny and lower some inhibitions, but wouldn't leave him out of it or unaware of what was happening. He was all for it, and I pulled out the glass cock and filled it up with the icy crystals and *puff* he was having his first dance with Miss T. We popped in one of my videos that had a woman or two in a couple of the scenes, and stripped down to our boxers. Jerking led quickly to mutual jerking and soon the boxers were gone and I was on the floor between his hairy muscle thighs sucking that very nice dick - he loved it. I pulled out the poppers and took a huff, and swallowed his dick to the balls - he says "can I try some of those? What do I do?" I pulled off briefly, told him how to huff and NOT get stuff up his nose, took a hit, handed him the bottle and went back to sword-swallowing. He took a hit and moaned, so I pushed his legs up and attacked his hairy hole (knowing we'd both showered at the gym) and he just squirmed and loved that. I pulled back, asking if he liked it and he said "oh fuck yeah". I fired up the torch and we had a few more major hits, and I said "any interest in reciprocating?" He said he'd give it a shot... he took a few more fortifying puffs off the pipe, took a long hit of poppers and basically went nuts on my hard dick, sucking, licking, licking my balls and even a gave me a rim job - which he actually stayed on better and longer than the blow job (and - not his fault - he did use his teeth a bit unknowingly.) All the while, whenever his mouth was free for a moment, he was all "fuck this is hot, fuck this is hot". Finally he moved us to the bedroom... bringing my play bag, vids, the glass cock the poppers and all. A few more clouds shared and we were in a 69... nice. His tongue seemed more used to hole than dick (probably used to eating pussy) so he was back to that shortly. I asked if he wanted to fuck that hole, and he was all for it. I said watch the vid, while I check on something and left him with the torch and pipe and took my "emergency" kit to the bathroom and found I was just fine for being fucked, quickly washed the kit and got back in there. He asked what I had been doing, and I briefly explained without any off-putting details that I was making sure I was clean for a fuck. We puffed more (thank god he wasn't getting Tina Dick), I pulled out two kinds of lube and he mounted me - me on all fours with him behind and both of us facing the video. He liked it, a lot, and gave me a huge load. We puffed more when he got done, and he was clearly still majorly turned on. He kept asking about getting fucked, and what it felt like, and did it make me feel less like a man (hardly) and so on, and finally asked if he could try it if I would promise to stop if he hated it. I agreed, and he asked about the whole bathroom thing. I explained, gave him the kit, told him what to do, and how to do it and for how long, and set him at it with the poppers while I kicked back with the pipe. A little bit later he was back, like me there was really nothing there to worry about, and he made sure to wash well so I could get my tongue back in before we started. With the torch firing, we did hits while I blew some of the smoke up his butt and mounted him the way he did me - doggie style facing the porn. He didn't seem like the face to face kissing type - at least not yet. I gave him the poppers and told him to take some gentle huffs while I was entering him, and he did. Slowly but surely, I got inside and started a slow pulse after he told me he was okay and his hole had accepted it. We built up speed and had a long serious fuck that he seemed to like very very well. I didn't shoot, as I'd played the night before (that's why the bag was in the car) and he told me it was awesome, but he wasn't sure he'd ever have the guts to do it again. Sure enough, after that, he didn't quite avoid me at the gym, but he certainly never came to the steam room again and when he did speak to me it was in a group. Then my schedule changed and I was not working out at that time of day anymore... so I hadn't seen him much the last two years. UNTIL my friend asked me for a favor and I found myself listing his (well, his new wife's) house for rent. He did manage to let me know that he'd really enjoyed what we did... and maybe, MAYBE he might want to repeat sometime. I thought I might get the chance to have time to add some persuasion to that - but the listing was so damn good the place rented THAT afternoon as soon as I put it in the system. Ah well, if my friend needs to travel around the time they close on their new house... who knows?

That is horny BBscot. You are a poz hero brother.

we walk from the car park towards the apartment building - im walking without my shoes or shirt on and dont care - Paul has his arm around me across my shoulders and Brandon is slightly ahead but looks back every so often to catch Paul and i stealing kisses with each other........Brandon reaches the entrance door before us and opens it then holds the door open wide for us both to pass in front of him......"nice ass " he said looking at me and then lets out a slight wolf whistle and laughs..... i approach the steps to reach the upper 1st level......Paul is matching my steps on each tread walking up the stairs and level with me he manages to slide his hand down my waistband and his finger or fingers were back inside me fingering my hole as i tried to walk....my legs were feeling a wee bit wonky but we managed to get up the 2 flights......no-one was around so Paul gave me a deep snog and again i got to taste his beautiful soft lips - he is a good kisser i thought then i blurted it out "i love your kisses baby"....... "dont i get one" Brandon asked so i turned and let him kiss me for the first time too........"mmmmm - lets get inside" Brandon said as Paul opens the door to their flat and im offered to step into the dark hall before him and the door closes,light comes on and door locked........"welcome home" Paul says followed by "make yourself at home" as he opens the lounge door letting us all enter........"we can have a shower first and some drinks to keep you hydrated - but lets shut the curtains first" Paul said as he headed across the room to close them and switching a table lamp on too.......i put my shoes on the floor at the end of the sofa and dropped my shirt over the arm of it - i,m rushing like fuck and my arse feels very very wet but i still plunk myself down on the sofa - Brandon had disappeared into his room i had assumed but comes back with a large glass of water for me before disappearing again - i think i easily gulp half of it down......i fish my mobile phone out my trouser pocket and switch it on.........fuck me i thought.........ive a mixture of 15 unanswered calls and texts all from Becky...........she,s asking where i am and where Paul is and where Brandon is and asking why i left early......as i read through each text im not really able to concentrate on everything she has said but each becomes more cheeky like she is my parents demanding answers to where i am and she is pissing me off with that attitude as she surely knows im with Paul - the final text asks where her female friend is who was left chatting in the club with myself and Brandon and she asks me to call her asap to let me know whats happening..... "fuck her" i said out loud and i switch my phone off and drop it over the side of sofa hoping it lands near my shoes.......Paul kicks his shoes off along with his top and comes to join me on the sofa - i instantly get that butterfly feeling again as i immediately put my arms around him for a cuddle......our lips meet once more and im now pulling him onto me as i sink into the sofa getting us both comfortable and half lying down - his lips and kisses are beautiful and his tongue found its way back down my throat and mine down his - mmmmmm beautiful......as my minds racing im thinking to myself that we should have met months ago and im aware my dick isnt getting hard and my hole is twitching like fuck like its on overdrive....."we have a rule in this house" Paul said and he laughed - "no trousers" and he starts to undo mine so i start unbuttoning and unzipping him too........Brandon comes into the lounge and has stripped already but is wearing a dressing gown and says he is off to shower and hope we can join him soon.. Now that we are both alone Paul gets up from sofa and pulls my trousers all the way off leaving me fully naked sitting there then steps out of his own.....i honestly can,t believe how large his hard cock is and im seeing it for the first time in full light....i can,t believe that huge thing was all the way inside me in the car......im feeling like a champ now and i surely deserve a medal or a gift........he smiles and drops to his knees pushing himself forward inbetween my knees and leaning in to kiss me deep all over again....im feeling the tip of his hard cock at my ass crack as it lines itself up along the sofa cushion and as if im programmed to do so i raise my feet off the floor and pull my legs open and back so my thighs are resting on my chest........"please fuck me again Paul" i begged and his tongue went deeper - we were both letting out small moans of pleasure as our lips ate at each others "please fuck me" and then i felt his cock head start to push into me.........my hole felt loose as half was inside me before i knew it then he pushed it all the way to the base "oh fuck baby,fuck me" i cried out "fuck your huge cock in me and fill me right up" i cried.......my hole felt like it was pulsating as it was stretched out around his thick cock then he started pulling out halfway then back in again to the base with a firm stroke....in and out in and out.....my hole was doing these summersaults again inside and massaging itself against the skin of his raw cock and spunky lube then Pauls fucking got harder and rougher......he loves me i thought to myself so i push my hole out to meet each thrust and im in heaven.....my hole didnt know if it was coming or going but it was begging for more and loving every thrust,feeling every move he made.......i felt like i had gallons of spunk up me as my holes making these slurpy sloppy sounds and his balls are banging against me hard too "please baby....fuck me harder" followed with "i love you"....."im going to fucking own your ass" he said and ramps it up by fucking me even harder like a crazed animal ,he,s pulling it all the way out and stuffing it back in just as fast and balls deep to the base........."oh baby fuck me....please dont stop" i cried followed with use me and fill me with your spunk".....i am totally lost,spinning and spun out to fuck and i feel like a fucking animal getting impregnated and demanding Paul "do it harder baby"........this all continues for at least 20 minutes and im sweating allover the sofa and feel my back sticking to it - Paul is sweating too even though he hasnt smoked any tina tonight.....he is breathing heavy and still dropping me kisses now and again during the arse stuffing he is giving me.....then im aware of Brandon in the room watching us as he is lighting the pipe again. Brandon stops and pulls out and jumps right next to me on sofa and with my back still facing him he pulls me up and onto him and my hole somehow automatically finds its way back onto his cock and i slide myself down onto it all the way........at this point Brandon has got himself onto the sofa too and is kneeling at the side of me with a lovely big smile as he offers the pipe upto me......my hand reaches out like i know exactly what to do and i dont need told to inhale it deep,then hold as long as i can before letting a huge cloud out which floats around us..........Paul is kissing my ears and neck and i fucking absolutely love that - do that to me and it drives me crazy with lust......."and another" Brandon says as the pipe finds my lips again and i repeat the process......Paul takes the pipe next and inhales a big one and i sortoff have my head turned to watch him and he then plants his lips on mine and exhales it into my mouth ensuring none escapes....i feel his tongue push into me at the same time and i suck on his tongue like a slut wanting all his wet saliva in my mouth.....then i exhale......im now gently trying to ride my hole on Pauls cock but it aint so easy when you are spun but he puts both his hand on my hips and helps me buck up and down and my arse is feeling out of this world......."another" said Brandon but this time he inhales then shotguns it into my mouth locking his lips into mine.........."good boy" i hear Paul say and im trying to ride him harder almost getting all the way off and plunging down just as fast......."i think we have a nice slut" brandon proclaimed and i blurted out "fuck me like a slut" and they both laughed.......we continued fucking like this for at least another 10 minutes and i just knew all that spunk up my hole was now leaking out and coating Pauls cock and balls - i could smell it - fucking beautiful smell i thought to myself.......i was hoping it handnt leaked out so much and left a stain on their sofa otherwise i wouldnt be invited back again.

wow - the club was busy tonight and we had to search around a bit before eventually finding Becky with her 3 female friends however it was standing room only. I still felt like i was buzzing from the spliff i had earlier and i felt hot - thank gawd id chosen to wear a cotton short sleeved shirt. Everyone had their drinks in hand already so Brandon asked what i was drinking and offered to buy me a coke,surprised i didn't want something stronger then i sort of whispered to him id had a spliff before i came out - he laughed and off he headed to the bar. And then the crying started again with Becky and saying she felt sick she quickly disappeared off to the toilet with her 2 female friends leaving one with me for company - Brandon was back just as quick as he got preferential treatment getting served by Paul - i told him Becky was off again crying and he just raised his eyes. The female friend left with us said Becky was just upset about splitting up with Brandon but would be fine but of course I already knew that as I'd listened to it most of the week and without sounding insensitive she needed to get it together as we were supposed to be there for a good night. Brandon made conversation and every so often he would wave across to the bar when he saw Paul looking over at us. Paul would give a wave back and each time i smiled and blushed. Time was passing quickly and just over an hour later Becky was still gone with her 2 friends and the female left with us was away chatting to other folk by then. I was starting to feel like I shouldn't have been there and it got to the point where i mentioned this to Brandon. "Don't worry about it Adam," he said, "as Paul will be finished in another 15 minutes or less." As Becky still wasn't back in our company and our first drinks were finished, we decided to head outside for a cigarette as its not like she would notice we were gone anyway . It was good to get out in the fresh cool air but instead of standing out front with all the other smokers Brandon suggested we nip down the lane at side of the club for what he called "a proper smoke." Another spliff would be fine right now i thought. We got down the lane and stood in a dimly lit recessed doorway which had a staff only sign on it. We could see up the lane but it was dark enough for anyone not to see us looking down. Brandon's mobile phone rang and it was Paul saying sorry that he would have to work another 20 minutes. Brandon then asked me what else I'd tried besides weed and I said nothing and had only smoked weed now and again. He grinned ear to ear and asked if I'd tried Tina. Again I replied,"no." As he fished about in his trouser pocket before producing what looked like a small glass pipe and small bag of white stuff that looked like powder. "You can try some now if you want and I'm sure you will like it way more better than weed." Then he laughed. "Cool," I said, "But i need to piss first." Kinda pee shy, I walked out the doorway and about 10 feet further down the lane with my back to him. I proceeded to pee against the wall. It felt great. Getting back to the doorway Brandon had already filled his pipe with some white stuff and was lighting the bulb at the end - he took a big inhale of the white smoke and blew it out in a huge cloud. "Nice," he said, "your turn now" as he heated it up more explaining to me to inhale it deep then hold it before blowing out. I then found the pipe at my lips and done as he had told me. "You're going to love this," he said as i let out a huge cloud which floated off into the night. "Another," he said holding the pipe right back at my mouth. I again inhaled deeply and thought "fuck me this feels good" as my body started to tingle and my heart beat faster. "Hope I don't get sick," I said as weed has done that to me before when I've taken too much. By now i was starting to tingle allover but felt a horniness i couldn't explain. My ass was tingling too and i thought perhaps it was because id douched earlier. I then blurted out to Brandon my ass felt good as I'd douched earlier, and he just said, "another one" as the pipe met my lips again. "Paul will be here very soon and he will want you looking your best," he said before laughing again. I was starting to feel like i wanted fucked as my ass was driving me crazy tingling. Again i blurted it out to Brandon what i was thinking and without a care or any blushing too. I felt great more than I'd ever felt before. This Tina was awesome and i said it out loud "fuck me this feels good." "Does Paul smoke it too," i asked to which Brandon nodded yes and said, "he would also booty bump you with it too." Then laughed out loud. He obviously thought I knew what a booty was but a bump I hadn't a clue so again i blurted out asking "what is a booty bump?" and followed it up with "please show me." He looked at his watch and said, "Paul will be here in 5 minutes, but I can show you if we are quick." "I want shown everything," I said." He looked up the lane then down and got his baggie back out. "Only if you are sure," he said before explaining a little white stuff would be rubbed inside my ass. "The way i felt right now with my tingling ass, I'd have anything up there," I blurted out unashamedly, and even I laughed. I opened my belt up, unzipped and lowered my trousers just enough to expose my ass. I knew this was Becky's ex here with me but he was straight so didn't mind him seeing my ass, and I'd be rubbing it up there myself I thought. Besides i was well douched so my hole would be nice and wet inside still, "Show me," I said. Brandon sucked the tip of one finger and pushed it into the baggie, so I assumed he was going to have that one for himself. But he then told me to bend over and pull my cheeks apart to expose my hole. His finger looked well coated with the white powder. "Fuck me," I though as it was a surreal moment having a straight guy ask to see my hole, but i honestly didn't care as I'd known Brandon a long time now. I bent over, and just as quick his finger was deep inside my ass. He was circling it around and around inside me, and it just kept feeling better and better. A slight burning started so i asked him to keep going and kinda pushed my hole back onto his finger almost begging. He got it deeper inside me and rougher. "Please don't stop," I begged. Then it felt like a second finger was getting inserted into me still circling alongside the other and by this time I'm really wanting fucked as the feeling is driving me crazy like i could climb the wall. He didn't let up and like i thought my hole was really wet as i could hear it. Then his phone rang. "Fuck dont answer it," I thought, and i blurted it out. He said it was Paul so he had to answer which he did after withdrawing his fingers. I'm still standing there half bent over like a slut wanting fucked hard and I hear Brandon saying to Paul "Adam wanted to smoke some tina and have a booty bump. So he is ready for you, and he has the most beautiful ass you've ever seen and a wet hole that is needing fucked badly." He laughed out loud to whatever Paul had replied to him before shutting his phone off . He then said, "You do want fucked don"t you?" I said, "I want fucked really badly!". "Paul will be out in 5 minutes but said its okay for me to fuck you while we wait." I couldn't figure if i was hearing right, but I stayed bent over expecting him to start fingering my hole again. Instead he unzipped and pulled his cock out saying, "Look - this is what you want isn't it?" I looked down towards his cock and he had the most beautiful looking cut cock I had ever seen. I blurted out, "That's beautiful" and followed it up with "Please fuck me Brandon. Please fuck me hard. I need it badly!" By this point I didn't give a fuck who or where Becky or even Paul was. I just needed Brandon's hard 9 inches deep inside me, and that's exactly what I got for the next 5 minutes. No condom either and it never even crossed my mind to ask. Well, it did but i didn't care. just needed fucked. Brandon pushed inside me all in one go balls deep, and I pushed back hard onto him to get it even deeper. It felt so fucking good. I then reached back to hold onto him and pull him closer. "Please fuck me hard," I said, and he did like a jackhammer while reaching across with a hand over my mouth to muffle my moans as he plowed me deep in and out like a piston. I was absolutely loving it and the noises my hole were making as he slid in and out of my guts deep. "Please don't stop. baby," I blurted out and he laughed. "You have a beautiful arse Adam and you are so wet like a pussy. If I'd known before now then I'd have been coming round the past 6 months for you and not Becky." I took that as a compliment. His pounding got rougher, and I knew he was gonna cum. I blurted out, "Please fill me up Brandon. Fill me up with your spunk!" This sent him over the edge, and I felt his pulsating cock start to unload inside me as he let out moans of pleasure. Just then whilst Brandon was still inside me, we heard the door unlock from the inside. Fearing getting caught he pulled out quickly and zipped up leaving me to try manage to get myself half decent looking. It was fine as Paul's head appeared in view. "Having fun with Tina are we," he asked and he leaned in to kiss me on the lips. I could see Brandon grinning ear to ear with the side of my eye, and I said, "i Love tina." "Good! Lets get home then. I'm driving," Paul said pointing over at a car parked down the lane. I then caught a glimpse of him winking at Brandon and they both laughed.

Totally broke the norm by topping a guy last night. I don't normally top, but we talked and he said he still had his v-card. I was really worked up and fucked him good for a couple hours. He was so tight! And yes, it was bb, and yes I did work up and fucked him pretty hard. At one point he was screaming which turned me into a total animal. At the end of the night, he was bruised, sore, bleeding a little and begging for more. P.s. If that's topping, I'm vers lol

Great to see this thread coming up again. Around a year ago I started chatting to this daddy who lives in Zurich. It turned dirty quite quickly and we chatted about fisting and group sex and so on. I mentioned how I love getting fucked by groups and he had this idea. As above, did it before so was totally up for it. Except, I am not a sub. I don't call anyone sir or master and I don't like to be called boy, slave etc. He was stocky, 55 (almost twice my age), hairy and a smoker. I did like the smoking bit, but not a fan of the rest, but I guess that make it fun. At the time, I lived in Berlin so it was a bit of a distance. However, one week, work sent me to Munich which was only a 3 hour drive so I did it. He organized a house party for that evening with around 15 guests, I think mostly friends and friends of friends. Every guest paid CHF 20 which covered alcohol and some food. They also received three chips (similar to poker chips) each giving them the right to fuck me for 4 minutes. The host had a sign up sheet with ten minute slots and a 5 minute break every 30 minutes during which I could get some drinks etc. He organized the timing and knocked on the door once the 4 minutes were up. The guys left the chip on the table next to the bed and got out. I was only wearing a blue addicted jockstrap all night where as the others were in shorts and t-shirts unless they were in the bedroom with me. There was a sling in the bedroom and a camera. The camera was linked to a big TV in the living room which enabled the rest to watch. I still pray to god that it wasn't recording..... Over the night I probably took around 20plus load. Not everyone came twice. None of the guys were very attractive but all very nice. I guess, that is what you think the live of a prostitute would be like....

Usually I can barely think or talk straight when getting fucked hard, so I could blurt out anything really. "Give me your cum!" "Breed me" "Flood my cunt!" And many, many more....

I usually say "give it to me"

My neighbors’ father was visiting and had to have emergency surgery to remove his appendix. The neighbor is a good friend and we have fooled around in the past so when he asked me to recover his father after surgery I quickly agreed. I had met his father a handful of times over the years but as I was assessing him after surgery it was the first time I had seen him naked. As I checked his surgical site I got a good look at his cock which was good length with a wide head but the true story was his balls. They were huge. As he woke up we talked and I would check him some more and teased him about those huge balls and he told me they had always been that big and he liked having them played with. The anesthesia and pain medications allow patients to let their guard down to say and do things they might not normally do. When he told me he liked them played with I let my hand slide between his thighs and cupped his balls. They were really amazing. Big and heavy and he seemed to enjoy the attention as I watched his cock grow and expand. Soon he was full hard and all I had done was roll those balls around in my hand. He sighed and said he really like what I was doing. I then reached out and gave his cock a few strokes. He asked if I had fooled around with his son and I told him we had which seemed to turn him on more. He would fall asleep and wake up and for the rest of his time with me I had my hands between his legs. A day or two later my neighbor called asking if I would come over to check on his dad. When I got there the dad was asleep after taking some pain medication. He had been helping him with a shower and saw those big balls and thought maybe something was wrong. My neighbor was surprised when I reached out and cupped them and started playing with them. I laughed and told him what his dad had told me after surgery about how they were always that big and how he liked them played with. Soon his dad was awake and rock hard and so was his son. It took some coaxing but soon we were all three jacking each other. I leaned over and sucked my friend and then he sucked me as I took his dads cock deep in my throat. Back and forth it went me whispering how much I wanted to see my friend suck his dads cock. He looked unsure but did eventually suck both of us. Watching his lips wrap around his dads cock was electric. His dad laid there moaning as his son sucked his cock and I licked his balls. Over the next several days I would come over sometimes we would just talk and sometimes we would end up fooling around. When I was around the dad my hands always seemed to find their way to those balls of his. Before the dad left he came over and told me thank you for taking care of him after surgery and thank you for bringing he and his son closer together and that he had not had that much sex in years.

There is a park in town that was once upon a time prior to the internet was the place to meet guys for some fun. I sucked a lot of cock there and can’t tell you how many times I got mine sucked either. There was one guy who I would see from time to time playing around with other guys. I never did anything with him but I liked watching him. A few years later I heard he was HIV positive, the police started patrolling the park and I did not see or think about him for years. I work occasionally for a home health agency which means I go to patient’s houses and check on them making sure they are eating, taking their meds, bathing etc. During a recent visit I realized it was the guy from the park. He had lost a lot of weight and had gone from HIV positive to an AIDS diagnosis. We talked and I asked what I could do to help and he said he wanted to take a bath but sometimes had trouble getting out of the tub. We got him undressed and into the tub and I started washing his back for him. He said it felt good and that no one had touched him in a long time. He leaned back and I could see his cock standing up. I reached down and gave it a good washing and told him I used to see him fucking at the park all those years ago. He looked surprised but said he had a lot of fun at that park. I reached my other hand in the tub and played with his hole eventually pushing a couple finger in him. On my knees in front of him drying his legs off I can see him slowly stroking himself. I reach up and jack him saying he has a great cock—his body may look sick but his cock looks ready to go. He is leaking a lot of precum and he takes some and rubs it on my lips. Soon I have his cock in my mouth and he is fucking my face hard like he is afraid I am going to change my mind. I work my fingers back in his ass and he floods my mouth with a huge load. We head to the bedroom and he is groping my cock and soon he is sucking me nice and slow. I am working his hole again and tell him I want to fuck him. He rolls over on the bed and I climb up and rub the head of my cock on his hole. I slowly sink into him stopping every so often but he pushes back and takes my whole cock. I have him on his knees and it looks like if I fuck to hard he is going to break but the image of my cock sliding in and out of him is pushing my closer and closer. Knowing I am fucking the guy I used to jack off to all that time ago and watching his hole swallow my cock soon has me burying my load deep in him. I heard he passed away about 5 weeks later. I am glad I got to see him and have some fun before he passed.

I had two interesting patients recently, one of whom was 76 and the other 22. Both were both poz. The younger guy woke up hurting and after some pain medication he calmed down but decided he needed to be naked and uncovered - not that I was complaining. For his procedure they had had to shave his stomach and into his pubic area and he kept rubbing himself saying how smooth it was and how great it felt. He also remarked he thought his cock looked so much bigger without the hair. I watched as he rubbed, pulled, and caressed his body. It was hot. The medication made him chatty and I asked about him being poz and he told me he loved to fuck and knew he was going to get it eventually so he searched it out, adding that he would take any cock and load and that he also liked to fuck. As he was talking I rubbed his leg and worked my way down between them and up to his balls and then down to his hole and eased my finger into him. He just spread his legs and reached over for my cock. He asked if I would ever fuck a poz guy. "Of course," I replied. Then I added another finger to stretch his hole, and without hesitation bent over and licked the drop of precum at the head of his cock. He grabbed my head and pushed it down on his cock and shot a huge load of that poz cum into my mouth. I pulled off and he apologized, adding that he had really needed to cum, and with that he fell asleep. Later when he woke up he acted as if it never happened and was released from the hospital The 76 year old was a nice man who had a minor procedure and very flirty. As I looked at his dressing I saw his cock which was long and hanging between his legs. As I felt his abdomen we kept talking and even after I was finished I kept my hands there right above his cock. He reached down grabbing his cock and said "This thing has gotten me into all kinds of trouble but no one wants anything to do with it anymore," adding that being old was bad enough but being poz meant no one wanted to play with him anymore. I rubbed his cock and said "Men can be such fools." And, as I softly squeezed and stroked his cock, he quietly remarked "It's been so long since anyone has touched me like that." I kept at it as we talked and he got harder though it took some work. He had a really big head and I rubbed around it saying "I bet you really stretched some hole." "You have no idea" he remarked with a laugh, adding "You don’t have to do that." I replied "I like feeling your cock in my hand and would love to feel you in my mouth." "I won’t tell if you won’t" he responded, so I leaned over and licked that huge head and worked that cock into my mouth and throat. His hands found their way to my head and he slowly guided my mouth. He pulled me off and stroked for me murmuring "I'm getting close." I whispered "I want your load." "Are you sure?" I just went back to sucking him and soon he shot into my mouth. Afterward he was nice and kept saying how grateful he was for taking such good care of him. Two patients, two loads of poz cum. One older one younger but both very hot.

This happened about two months ago when I was at a party at one of my friend's house. It was getting late I wanted to start to head for home. I had a few drinks but I was not drunk by any means. The only reason I stayed so long was because there was this really hot guy there who I would love to fuck. But he went home by himself. As I was driving home I saw this whitish object along the road and it looked like it was moving. I thought it was a damn deer. Well it was not a deer, but instead a nice young two-legged buck. I stopped and asked him if he was ok. The kid looked drop dead gorgeous. If he was over 19, I would have been surprised. He said that he had been out drinking with friends, and they had dropped him off out here and he had to get back into town. I, being the nice guy that I am, gave him a ride, all the time I was wondering how I was going to get into his pants and get to fuck his cherry ass with my hot poz cock. I asked him if he wanted to go home or come over to my place for some beers, maybe watch a movie. Well it did not take him long to decide on the beers and movies. I have a couple of straight porn DVDs just for this kind of occasion. So we started to drink, and after a while when he was feeling pretty good, then I popped in the porn. I accidentally popped in a bi movie, to see how he reacted. I could tell the movie was having a effect on him. He was discretely (I’m sure he thought), rubbing his cock through the denim of his pants. I told him that it would be ok, since we are there alone if he wanted to take it out and stroke it, that no one would know. He agreed since we had never seen each other before, and because he was well on his way to being drunk. I went to get him another beer, and when I came back, he had his cock out; naturally I followed suit. We sat there for about 10 minutes slowly stroking. I noticed he seemed not a little interested in my tool, so I gave him an ample view, by shucking my trousers and briefs down to my knees. He followed my example, and after a couple minutes of look-see, I then asked him if I could touch his dick, and he slurred sure. I stroked it for him, playing with the pre-cum rubbing it up and down his cock. It was a nice cock, about 7.5" cut and it had a nice head. I kept stroking his cock for a while and then I asked if I could suck it. When he did not say anything, I took it as a yes and slowly went down on him. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the movie was into a gay scene, two guys going down on each other. He asked me if he could suck my dick. Of course, I replied sure, repositioning myself to accommodate him. He started to suck slowly on it, getting just the head into his mouth. Not surprisingly, he was rather inexperienced, but fortunately, I was not, so I knew just how to move the play to the next plane. I played with his cock, ass and tits, doing my best to keep the excitement building. He kept working on my cock, and what he lacked in technique, he certainly made-up for with enthusiasm. Sensing the time was ripe, I stood-up and pulled my pants up, asking if he wanted to go into the bedroom, with the suggestion we’d be more comfortable. At this point, the two guys started to fuck each other. He asked me if I had ever done that and I told him yes. I asked if he was interested and he replied he had thought about it, as he pulled his pants up. Smiling, I told him we could try that as well, so, taking his hand, I lead him into the bedroom, I stripped, and helped him out of his clothing, positioning him on his back. I started by kissing his chest, sucking on his perky nipples and working my way down to his cock, getting his hard, engorged cock all nice and wet. Then I moved on to his balls and ass by lifting his legs and rimming his musky hole. Clearly, it was a new experience for him - frankly, I thought he was going to jump out of the bed with excitement. He loved it. He was moaning and groaning ad telling me not to stop. I told him I had to stop, because I had something that would make him feel better. I got out the lube and prepared his hole. He asked me if I was going to fuck him and I said yes. He asked me if I needed a condom, and I told him not unless he had something that I was going to catch. He said he was clean, and then he let me start to fuck him. His ass was so fucking tight, but for it, he was a natural bottom. After a minute or two of adjustment, he began flexing his muscle around my cock and almost made me cum too soon. I looked right into his eyes and watched him as I was fucking him, knowing that I was going to be infecting this cherry boy. I went for about 20 minutes, at which point I couldn’t take it any longer. I shot my load deep into his tight hole as he shot his load out onto his chest. We rested for about 10 minutes, cuddling together on the bed. To my pleasure, he then asked if I could fuck him again. Naturally I told him I would love to. I was going to make this a night he was never going to forget. It was so fucking hot. The next morning he left and I have not seen him again, but I am certain he will be thinking of me in a few months.

Big beautiful cock.

yes i've done this. was chatting with this dom top on the east coast for the first time. he told me to get a motel room and get online, and i did. he went online and found 4 guys to send over to my motel room. i answered the door naked and each guy came in and bred me, one after another. broadcast the whole thing on cam4.

If the age of consent allowed it, I'd go for it. But I think when dealing with someone that young you have to let them take the lead... I think it's natural for them to experiment, but wrong for them to be "used".

My dirtiest, sleaziest fantasy came SO close to actually happening, it drives me crazy to think about. First the true part: My bf and I were at the bathhouse, we slammed in our room (wow it was strong...we were instantly fucked up) and immediately set out to walk around and find some cock. The first area we walked through, we saw a small crowd gathered around the sling set up there. In the sling was this nasty little asian slut getting fucked by...holy shit, I knew this guy! I didn't know him personally but knew who he was, lots of mutual friends. He was tall, skinny (almost gaunt), and had what was left of the hot body he used to have back in the circuit party days--years of tina and whatever else had taken most of it away. Everyone pretty much knew he was basically a fucked up mess. What I didn't know was that this guy had an absolutely monstrous thick cock! My jaw dropped. 10 inches easily, curved slightly downward. So he was fucking this kid in the sling and everyone was gathered around watching. Soon as I saw that huge dick (remember we had just slammed, I was REALLY fucked up), I thought, I have GOT to see him fuck my boyfriend. What surprised me was, the fact that I knew the guy not only didn't dissuade me, it turned me on even more--it kicked the danger level way up. Fuck, this guy knows me and he's gonna know my boyfriend is a tina'd-up cock whore, and he's gonna know I get off on watching my bf get fucked! We were too fucked up and horny to stand there watching, so we kept walking. The next area was sort of a maze, and on the far side was this raised up platform with a metal railing. My bf walked up to it--I was staying a few steps behind him, hoping some guy would come up to him and they'd start fucking around while I watched--and when I got to the railing some guy on the other side was already sucking his cock, with a couple other guys watching. I took his towel from him and backed away. Now, my boyfriend has the most amazingly gorgeous ass, so instantly there were at least 6 or 8 guys surrounding him. Seriously his ass is THAT hot. A couple guys were touching him, but nobody was fucking him. I started stroking a couple guys cocks, I got them hard but they resisted when I tried to guide them in to my bf's ass. At first I was like, what the fuck? But in retrospect, I was so fucked up at the time it probably threw them off. Or, maybe they were intimidated by how hot he is, or maybe they thought he'd turn around and tell them to fuck off. Maybe I was too agressive about trying to get them to fuck him. Whatever the case, he wasn't getting fucked. Then, of all people, that little asian slut from the sling walked up. I stroked him and got him hard (decent cock considering he was asian) and he willingly allowed me to guide his dick straight to my boyfriend's hole. I backed off a couple steps and watched, along with several other guys. Fuck yeah, that's more like it--watching my chemmed-up boyfriend, totally naked in the bathhouse, getting sucked and fucked in front of a crowd. That didn't last long, my bf needed to find someone with a much larger cock than this kid had. So we walked around some more and some hot guy came up to us in a corner of the maze. We were stroking each other for a bit and we invited him back to our room. He said he'd meet us there, but didn't. When I wondered why, my bf was like, duh, we both have a serious case of tina dick. Ohhh...yeah that probably killed the deal. Haha. So we left our room and walked around some more, and who do we see but the guy I knew, with the big cock, just as he was walking into his room. I said hi, what's up, how are you, etc. Then I asked if we could come in. We all sat down and after maybe 30 seconds of small talk, I couldn't resist--I reached under his towel and started stroking that massive cock. He made no move to stop me, so I undid his towel so my boyfriend and I could get an eyeful of that big fucker. This one definitely falls into the "Holy Shit!" category on BBRT. Instantly my boyfriend was on all fours on the bed, begging to get fucked, that gorgeous ass up in the air. The guy got on his knees behind him and I guided that monster tool into my boyfriend's hole, then stepped back and watch it completely disappear all the way inside him. A shudder ran through my whole body as I watched that huge cock slide all the way in, balls deep. They both moaned, my boyfriend especially, and the guy started pumping that big nasty dick in and out of him. Holy fucking christ was it hot! I can't believe I'd known that guy for so long and never known he had such a huge cock! Another thing about this guy, he had a deep voice and loved dirty talk. Kept talking about how great my boyfriend's ass was, and saying things like "fuck yeah, TAKE that big dick, boy!" I didn't care that he could see how turned on I was, or that it actually made me hard (semi-hard was actually the best I could do) watching him fuck my boyfriend, or that my cock was nowhere near as big as his. In fact I *wanted* him to see all that, and I wanted him to know what a fucked-up whore my boyfriend is for huge cock. They kept fucking and fucking, until he realized that it was his checkout time. He was going to renew his room, but we lived right around the corner from the bathhouse, so we invited him back to our place. He came back with us and we fucked around for almost a whole day. We slammed some more, he kept doing G and smoking and whatever else he was doing--how the fuck he stayed hard with all the drugs he did, I'll never know. He didn't give a fuck when I grabbed the camera and started taking video, in fact he got into it even more. "You like watching this big cock raping your boy's hole? Yeah, you get off on this, don't you?" Fuuuuck!! so fucking hot. Talking all about how he was going to whore my boy's ass out at the bathhouse, that he knew dozens of hung tops and was going to bring them all there one night to take turns fucking him, and on and on like that. Unfortunately drugs and lack of sleep took their toll. His dirty talk changed...first to conversational talk about shit like the weather and what bars he went to...then it changed to outright nonsense. He was still hard, and kept fucking my boyfriend, but the weird babbling was too much to take. In retrospect I should have just shut it down, but I wanted him to get back to the dirty talk, so I made the mistake of trying to shush his blathering. Apparently I did that one too many times and it pissed him off, and he left. We never hooked up with him after that (and believe me we tried). I really must have pissed him off. Fuck. But DAMN, that messy fucker knew how to fuck with that big dick. My bf's hole was so stretched out. It was awesome. So that's the reality. What's the fantasy? The fantasy--and I totally could have made this happen--is that he's fucking my boyfriend in the sling instead of that asian slut. I realized later that all I had to do was walk up to him, show him my boyfriend's ass and asked if he wanted to fuck him in the sling. No question, this guy would have kicked that kid out and told my boyfriend to get in. My bf and I have talked about it a few times since, and it turned out he wanted the same thing. I've jerked off so many times thinking about it: My boyfriend lying in that sling, everyone crowded around watching that huge nasty raw cock raping his ass. The guy starts talking his dirty talk, out loud for everyone to hear..."fuck yeah this ass feels so good...you like that big cock inside you boy?" Then to me, "you like watching me fuck your boyfriend? Fuck yeah, look at your boy's ass take my big dick..." and on and on. I drop my towel and stand there naked, stroking my tina dick, watching this guy's huge cock stretch my boyfriend's hole, right there in front of everyone. I feel someone come up behind me and a hard cock against my ass, and without turning around I spread my legs, reach back and spread my ass cheeks open and feel some guy's cock slide all the way into me. As he begins fucking me, the nasty guy says to me "fuck yeah, you like getting fucked watching me fuck your boyfriend?" The guy fucking me quickens his pace and pumps his load into me. I feel his cum filling me up. He pulls out and another guy gets in behind me to fuck me, but instead the stud grabs my head, pushes me down and says "Get on your knees!" I drop to my knees and he pulls my head close, so my face is right next to his cock and my boyfriend's ass. "Yeah, get a good look at my big dick raping your boy's hole. Look at that! You like that? You like watching your boy get whored out?" "Fuck yeah," I moan, unable to take my eyes off that giant cock disappearing in my boyfriend. I stroke my tina dick like crazy. He grabs my hair, tilts my head back, leans over to me and spits in my face. "How you like THAT, bitch?" I can't speak. It feels like the wind has been knocked out of me. He turns back to my boyfriend and starts slamming his cock in harder and deeper. "DAMN this ass is hot!" My bf moans louder. "Ohhhhh...yeah....fuck me!" "Yeah, I'm gonna breed this sweet fuckin' pretty boy ass. TAKE that dick!" He looks at me. "Who's fuckin' your boyfriend?" "You are," I say in a loud whisper. "I said WHO'S fuckin' your boyfriend??" "You are!" I say out loud. "Fuck yeah, that's right, boy. You see how much he likes my big dick?" "Yeah...oh fuck, yeah." I can't take my eyes off his thick, raw cock drilling my boyfriend's sweet hole. "DAMN! This ass feels SO fuckin' good!" He starts pounding harder and deeper. I glance up at my boyfriend's face. His eyes are rolled back in his head and he has that little smile he gets when he's in sexual overdrive. He's now moaning uncontrollably loud, oblivious to how many people can hear him. I glance around and see that the crowd has grown to the point where guys are standing on tiptoes trying to see. The guys around him are touching his body, playing with his nipples. He is in heaven. He looks down at me--I'm still on my knees--and says "You ready for me to seed this hole?" "Fuck yeah!" My boyfriend and I say in unison. My boyfriend's eyes are closed, he doesn't know the stud was talking to me. "Yeah, boy?" he says to my boyfriend. "You want my big load?" "FUCK YEAH! Give it to me!" My bf loves being told when he's about to get bred. "Uhh...uhh....UUUHHHHHHH!!!!!!" He grunts loudly, as he blasts into my bf's stretched-out hole. "Yeah, take that big hot load!!! You feel it pumping into you?" "Fuck yeah! Oh fuck it feels so good!" I can see the cum on his big dick as he pumps it in and out. He pulls most of the way out and pauses so I can see his cock pulsing as he shoots. "Fuck yeah, look at that!" he says to me. Cum is already starting to drip out of my boyfriend's hole. "Fuuuuuuck...." I say in a loud, long whisper. "Oh, fuck." He starts drilling his cock into my boyfriend's ass again. "Yeah, sqeeze that loose ass. Sqeeze out every drop. There ya go, just like that. Squeeze it. Suck out all that cum." Finally he slows and then stops, pushing his big dick all the way inside. He grabs my boyfriend's legs and pulls them toward him as he thrusts his hips to get his cock all the way deep inside. He flexes all his muscles and grunts loudly as he forces the very last of his cum deep into my boyfriend's hole. Slowly he pulls all the way out. My boyfriend moans in disappointment, still wanting it inside him. I look at the massive cock--it's covered in cum, with a small glob hanging at the tip. My boyfriend's hole is so stretched it's still open, and cum is dripping out of it. I start to get up and the stud's hand grabs my shoulder and pushes me back down. "Stay there, bitch!" He steps out from behind my boyfriend, still holding me down, and hangs his big half-hard dick in front of my face. "Now SUCK IT!" Fuck yeah. I crouch down farther and look up at him, opening my mouth wide to accommodate his massive tool. He backs away just as I'm about to take it into my mouth, and holds my head so I'm just out of reach. He knows that teasing me will make me want it even more. Then with his other hand he grabs his big heavy dick and begins slapping me with it. Ouch! It's so massive it actually hurts my face. "Yeah," he says, seeing me cringe at the pain. "Now suck it," he says, letting go of my head. Immediately I take as much of it into my mouth as I can, less than half of it. I try opening my throat to take more, but it's just too fucking big. I slurp hungrily at it. "Yeah? Taste the cum on that dick?" "MM-HMMM!" "Yeah? You like that? Can you taste your boy's ass?" "MMM-HMMM!!!" I pull off long enough to say "Fuck yeah!" and immediately resume sucking, a little deeper this time. "Yeah, suck that dick clean. Suck out that cum!" I'm close to gagging, but I keep trying harder. I make swallowing motions with my throat around his cock head, and feel his cock twitch as I taste another gush of his cum. "OH fuck...yeah that's it boy...suck it out. Oh look at this...!" He moves slightly to the side and so I can see that another guy has stepped in behind my boyfriend and is fucking his sloppy, cum-filled hole. Holy fuck. "Your boy is taking another cock. You like that?" "MM-HMMM!" I grunt, my mouth full of his cock. I hear my boyfriend moaning again. "Fuck yeah, I know you do." He turns to the guy and says "Yeah, fuck my cum deeper into that hole. Fuck yeah. That ass feels good, right? Fuck that pretty boy." The guy doesn't say anything, he just keeps fucking. I'm still on my knees, close enough to see the cum coating the second guy's cock, dripping from my boyfriend's hole. He pulls his big soft dick out of my mouth, holds my head and slaps me some more with it. "Fuck yeah, you liked watching me breed your little cum-whore boyfriend, didn't you?" "Fuck yeah," I whisper, looking up at him. I am in awe. "Good. I'm gonna go rest a while then use his hole some more." He pauses, looking down at me with an evil little smile. "Open your mouth." I obey him, and he leans over a little and spits on my face. Most of it goes into my mouth. He grabs my chin and forces my mouth shut. He chuckles, then picks up his towel and walks out, giving my head a little push as he goes past. I stand up, feeling light-headed and a little shaky. My boyfriend is still in the sling getting fucked, but no one is looking at him. Everyone's looking at me, in stunned silence, their mouths slightly open. They all have the same holy-shit-I-can't-believe-I-just-saw-that-happen look on their faces. My entire body tingles from the attention. I feel the tina coursing through me. I stand there naked, my towel on the floor at my feet. More than any time in my life, I feel completely exposed, all the way to the deepest, darkest corners. I am humiliated but unashamed. Emasculated. Owned. Totally fucking wrecked. I keep standing there, letting the crowd see me. Every one of these guys is going to tell their friends about this, I think to myself. Especially if they see me walk by on the street. This is gonna get around. There's nothing I can do about it now. And I don't care. That thought sends another tingle through my whole body. Fuck yeah, it feels good. I make no move to hide my beautiful, perfect, wonderfully small tina dick. I have been put in my place, and everyone knows it. I fucking LOVE my little tina dick. Finally I look down just in time to see another load fucked deep into my boyfriend. Numbly, I wonder how many more loads he's going to take before we go home. So what do you think, fuckers? Do I win the prize for most twisted, fucked-up fantasy? ;-)

My fantasy is to be drugged to unconsciousness and have dozens of anonymous men use my holes. I want to wake up hours later, alone and sore all over, and covered in dry and still wet cum with a video of the ordeal so I can cum alone.