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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. ***

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.

Last summer I took a trip into the city, and, up to this point, had always been very honest on my on-line profiles. I had been searching on BBRT for months for the perfect guy to give me the gift, and I came across the profile of a guy who was just gorgeous: 33 years old, smooth, well muscled, shaved head and lots of sexy tattoos. I knew i wanted him to give me my first poz load, so I sent him a message saying "Hey, what's going on? I'm in town for the summer and would really like to hook up with a hot guy like you!" He responded almost immediately with "Thanks for checking me out, but I don't fuck neg bottoms. PERIOD!" I was kinda hurt, but part of me still wanted him quite badly, so I took a few days off and thought about what I could do. I had been trying to chase for some time, but had learned most poz guys weren't into sharing. So, I deleted my profile, took a few new pics and created a new profile listing my status as "undetectable." After only a day afterwards I received a message from the 33 year old above me - even before I had messaged him in the guise of my new profile. He said "Hey, I'm having a party tonight, wanna come? I'd love to have a nice bottom to fuck in front of my friends." The whole idea of being breed for the first time got me rock hard so I immediately responded saying "Sure, send me the details and I'll be there." I showed up at his place dripping wet as it was pouring, and I had neglected to grab an umbrella. He was even hotter than his pictures suggested and he warmly welcomed me saying "Damn, you're cute, but it looks like we'll have to get you undressed sooner than we had planned." With that we went to the laundry room where he threw my wet clothing in the dryer, giving me a pair of his tighty whities to wear while my clothing dried. Then he took me to the room in which his party guests were gathered. Everyone there was wearing underwear or a towel. Apparently it was a bit of a fuck-fest. We had a few drinks and got to chatting and exchanging stories about how we got pozzed. I told him I had been stealthed by a guy at a bar a few months earlier. After about an hour or so he casually asked "So, how are you at sucking dick?" My response was to the point: "I don't get any complaints." He then lead me to the middle of the room and dropped his underwear. His cock was a beauty. I dropped to my knees and sucked him for about 20 minutes. Then he pulled me to my feet and kissed me, asking me in the process "Why don't you lay down on the table for me?" There was a sturdy black coffee table in the middle of the room with a towel on it. I lay down on it and looked up at him. He grabbed both my ankles, positioned me, and started to rim my hole, getting his tongue right up there. I moaned like a bitch with about a dozen other guys staring at me like fresh steak. After about ten minutes or so he stood up and spat in his hand. "Oh yeah, here it comes" I thought as he rubbed some of his spit on his cock and on my hole before he teased me a bit. He finally went in and only got in about half an inch before i screamed so loud he had to stop and pull out. He tried again after massaging my hole with his fingers for a few seconds and damn... this time hurt even more and i pushed him out. This time he waited about a minute before he spit on my hole again and tried a third time. Oh yeah- this time he got all 8 inches in me. Damn I was tight. He moaned and fucked me so hard for about 4 minutes or so before I saw that look that he was gonna blow. He said "fuck.. you're so tight... I'm gonna blow already", and within seconds a huge mass of jizz was flowing inside me and dripping out my ass. He was so thick and hard... and i thought to myself. .. "This is it, I've been pozzed" and took a sigh of relief after he pulled out.. It wasn't even a minute before he turned to me and said "I'm still so fucking hard... I need to fuck you again.." and lifted my legs up over his shoulders and fucked me a second time. This time he lasted for almost 20 minutes before he shot another huge load inside of me. This time I came as well. When I got up i was so sore. Took a rest and had a drink and a smoke. The other guests started flocking around me and trying to get a turn,but I was too sore to go again. I watched a few other guys get creamed before i had to go. At the end of the night I went back to get my clothes, and i started to take off the borrowed underwear now stained with the dried up jizz that had been leaking from my ass, and my guy said "hey... don't take those off.. I want you to keep those as a souvenir" and i just put on my dry clothes over his cum stained underwear and he said by with "next time you're in town give me a call and we'll do it again" I was on a high from what I had done, and went for my test about 5 months later. Still neg- but I had figured out how to get poz guys to fuck me and that profile is not getting deleted until everything on it is true.

I recently started to get to know my neighbor Jim down the street. He's a big man , in decent shape and real hairy. We always have casual conversations , typical stuff about house maintenance , football ,weather etc. He's divorced like me. I ended up divorced cause my X figured out I like cock too.. All my x girlfriends figured it out, heck they figured it out before I did .. I guess I have that air about me. It was a late August day and football season had started. Jim called me up and invited me over to watch a game . I said sure. When I arrived Jim let me in. He only had on a t shirt and a pair of boxers. I acted like I didn't notice , but I did , I could tell he had a big cock under those boxers. It was easy to see the outline of his big cock and balls. I had on a pair of shorts , a t-shirt and a pair of tighty whitey bottom boy briefs (just in case , ha). The game was on and he was drinking a beer and asked if I wanted one. I don't drink so I declined. He had a couch and 2 recliners. He was on the couch and I sat on a recliner just to his left. I knew I'd get a good view of his cock , the heck with the Tv ! We chatted while the game was on. I couldn't help but look over at the outline of his cock and balls through his boxers. Some of his pubic hair was poking through the fly. He kept his hand close by his cock and every now and then he would flick his cock with his thumb. It was driving me crazy. At one point I could tell it was partially hard. It made my cock get hard in my shorts but my tight briefs kept it in check.. He had a computer desk close by. At halftime something came up in the conversation about a web site he was not aware of so I offered to pull it up on his computer. He said "sure, go ahead and sit at the computer chair." I sat at his computer and he stood right next to me real close as we watched the monitor. If I turned my head to the right his cock was right there . Though not pulled out or anything just being right there at face level a foot away made me nervous and horny. I took a quick glance to the right to say something and I could see his raw cock right there at the edge of the fly . My God I was horned up to play with his big cock at this point.. My cock got rock hard as I sat there at the computer. I didn't notice at first but he had quite a few tabs open on his browser . As I looked at the tabs I noticed one of them was BBRT. I instantly recognized it as I was already a member. I acted like I didn't see it. I managed to pull the site up I was looking , though all I could think about was his cock right there so close to my mouth . As I was talking I turned my head knowing his cock was partially exposed so I could get another glimpse. He saw me looking. It was partially hard and creating the tent effect . It also was opening the fly exposing his big cock even more. I looked up at Jim as I talked trying my best to not look.. Jim was horned up and he knew something I didn't. His cock was getting more obviously hard. As we talked it busted through the fly on his boxers. It was an OMG moment. My eye's looked straight at his big cock head. It looked awesome and pointed right at my mouth. Nothing was said as I looked back into his eyes. He grabbed the back of my head and guided his big cock to my mouth. My lips went right over the head of his cock like a magnet. He moaned a little as I started sucking the head. It was a big mushroom head and tasted awesome ! As I sucked his cock he grabbed the mouse and hit the BBRT tab to open it up. There I was. He had my profile page up with me showing my ass. My ad say's I like BB , sucking , taking a load and I'm undetectable friendly. Jim say's , " I knew you were a gay bottom , you like sucking big poz cock ? , I'm poz but undetectable , that don't bother you does it ?" He held the back of head keeping his cock in my mouth so I couldn't respond ! I didn't resist so my non response while sucking his poz cock was all he needed for an answer. Jim said " I have a 7 day load built up for you!" He say's " follow me" as his cock slips from my mouth and he leads me back to his bedroom. He watched me pull my shorts off. My cock was hard as hell in my briefs as I pulled them off , It sprang out eagerly . I pulled my shirt off next. Jim's cock was standing tall through the fly of his boxers as he watched me strip naked. It was a beautiful thing. Two homosexuals hard as hell and ready for that that first time encounter. We pulled our underwear off and he got close to me rubbing his cock on mine. His looked so much bigger , which always reaffirms my submissive role. We laid on the bed and started making out. I squeezed his hard cock tight in my hand as we made out. I worked my way down to his cock stopping at his nipples. I swirled my tongue over his nips and he pinched mine pretty hard. Jim laid back on his back. His cock was standing tall and throbbing. I went down on his cock with passion , rubbing my face up and down his big cock and worked my way down to his shaved balls. I love shaved balls. I sucked and licked his balls like a good bottom boy should. They were already drawing up quite a bit and rolling around producing seed. I did one long lick all the way up to his cock head and back down sucking the underside. He loved it. I grabbed his his cock pulling it straight up and sucked his cock like it was the best cock I ever had. As I sucked Jim's big poz cock it was obvious he was a heavy pre cummer .. Just about ever time I pulled down on his cock he would push out a drop of precum.. I started using my finger to get the pre cum off his cock head and rub it on my twitching sphincter . Jim really liked that. Jim say's " yeah get that boy pussy ready." That slick precum on my sphincter felt really good which made me want that big cock up my ass.. I couldn't wait any longer and I straddled over the top and we made out while his big poz cock was positioned at my back door wanting in.. Jim say's " I can tell you need my big cock deep in your ass." I said " yes , i need some dick deep ." Jim say's " It ok baby I'm gonna fuck you real good and give you what you need." Jim takes control and gets on his knees. His cock is raging hard and loaded with cum ready to fuck my ass. I get in front of him ass up , legs spread and head down. Jim say's " tell daddy you wan his cock !" I said " gimme that cock !". I hear Jim spit on his cock.. I then felt his cock head on my sphincter rubbing it back and forth applying pressure. I said " oh yeah , gimme that poz cock." The cock head went right on in my ass. It was big and my asshole held it tight.. Jim head fucked my sphincter for a few minutes. Felt so damn good. I could feel his precum making it really slick. Jim strated driving deeper with each stroke. Jim soon was balls deep and held there keeping the pressure on as he short stroked it deep. I reach under and massaged his drawed up balls. His big cock had me moaning and my cock dripping precum.. Jim say's " I'm really close!" Jim guides me to my stomach and lays on my back. He reaches under and grabs my cock with one hand and squeezes my nipple with the other hand while kissing my neck. Jim's felt huge , I could tell it was swollen to the max and ready to cum. Jim suddenly held his cock deep as he could get and he started to shake . Jim say's " take it baby , take it" I could feel his cock pulsating as he shot his poz load. He shot load after load. Never felt a cock unload so much cum up my ass like that before. I said " jezz that feels like allot of cum !" Jim say's " I told ya had a weeks worth ." as he laughed. My ass was full of cum.. Jim kept slowly stroking my ass. He didn't lose his hard on.. Jim say's "you ready to cum for daddy ?" I say "yes!" Jim rolls me onto my back, he puts my legs up over his shoulders and resumes fucking me as I stroked my cock. It didn't take long for me to cum. My first shot of cum went right over my head ! Jim's say's " yeah baby , cum for daddy !" I had a really intense orgasm shooting cum all over my stomach. Jim laid on top of me and buried his tongue in my mouth as his cock continued to slowly fuck me. Jim say's " all that beer , I need to go pee , I'd like to piss up your ass" I said " Ok , do it!" Jim's say's " I'll douche your ass in the shower." We get up and head for the shower.. Cum is dripping out my ass as I get in the shower. Jim is right behind me still half hard.. My hands are on the wall ass out and ready.. Jim slips his cock in and rubs my back and ass.. I said " come on daddy , piss up my ass !" Jim reaches around and grabs my cock . I then feel his big cock pissing in my ass.. It was my first time having a men piss in my ass , I liked it allot.. As he pissed up my ass I started to piss too as he held my cock.. it was awesome as we both pissed at the same time.. Jim say's " oh yeah , I love it !" Jim douched my ass with his warm piss.. I turned around and we kissed and I pushed it out. It went all over the place and down my legs... Jim turned on the shower and we cleaned ourselves up.. I got on my knees in the shower and kissed Jim's big poz cock in worship. Jim says " your my bitch now " I said nothing and kissed his big poz cock again in agreement..

The Stables (Part 1) Gregory was a shy boy. At the age of 18 he was still living with his parents and they didn’t know Greg was gay. His dad tried several things to get his son into girls, once even hiring a whore to introduce his son to sex. While Greg was terrified, the prostitute, Mandy, was a nice lady, and, although she tried to stir his interest, she may very well have sensed his sexual preference that Greg was unable to perform. Or perhaps she was just glad, seeing that she had been paid and hadn't had to actually satisfy another John. Who knows? Perhaps she saw it as simply easy money. In any event when the time was up and she and Greg met Greg's father who was waiting in the 'salon' for his son, Mandy made a show of kissing Gregory on his mouth and giving his crotch a grope, thanking him for the hot ride. Greg’s dad was more than proud and for the moment was relaxed as it had crossed his mind that Greg might be a faggot. After all, while Greg had plenty of female friends, he had never had a girlfriend, and certainly (prior to Mandy), had apparently never messed around with a woman. No, he was a shy and sensitive boy and even at 18 was more into music and the arts than playing football or basketball. Although unspoken, Greg's father's greatest fear was that his son would turn into a dick-taking faggot. But after the session with Mandy, Greg's father was fairly sure everything would turn out all right: his son fucked a whore and he would soon find another hole into which to unload. Everything was running slowly but on the right course. Little did Greg's father know that Gregory had his own suspicions. Greg remembered experienced as early as the age of six when in swim class, he saw this other boy whose name was Alec. Gregory didn't, of course, have the vocabulary to put a name to it, but he always got excited when Alec accidentally brushed up against him when the two were standing in line waiting to jump from the one-meter board. Beyond and incidental physical contact nothing happened between Gregory and Alec, but a couple of years later, when Greg was around ten, he recognized the sensation when he found himself fascinated by Mickey, another ten year old in the same class. While Greg was perfectly happy to stare at Mickey, giving unconscious smiles, Mickey caught-on, and was none to keen for Greg's attentions, so Mickey purposefully and angrily shoved Gregory away, once even giving him a punch in the face. Although the punch was unexpected and quite painful, Greg nevertheless enjoyed being on the receiving end of Mickey's attention, even if there was a substantial degree of hostility. A few years later, now 14, Greg truly had a crush on Mr. Wilson, his English teacher. Mr. Wilson might have been in his late 20s, but he generally wore hot, tight jeans, and, as Mr. Wilson moved about the class room, Greg couldn’t stop but staring at Mr. Wilson's bulge. Of course Greg's obsession wouldn't end-up going anywhere: Mr. Wilson was married and had a baby daughter. He never even registered Greg's interest, but no matter: Greg utterly idolized his teacher. About this time rumors began circulating suggesting Gregory was a fag. His mates in class recognized the difference - when they associated erections with girls, Greg seemed to get an erection when Mr. Wilson passed down the corridor. Greg's schoolmates took their suspicions out on Greg, slapping him around, ostracizing him, and occasionally dumping him into the school dumpster. Naturally Greg wanted less and less to do with his schooling, and eventually dropped out early, getting a job at a gas station. The job didn't, of course, pay all that much, but Greg earned a couple to keep his car running. His parents didn’t ask him to contribute to rent or food, although his Dad urged Greg to join the Army, believing this would make him a ‘real’ man. Greg was quite innocent. He had never seen a gay porn and likewise had never heard about the dangers of unsafe sex. He thought of rubbers served solely to prevent pregnancies. He had, however, overheard some conversations about club a couple of counties away, some sort of bath house, where guys gathered for sexual encounters - with other guys. Although Greg didn't know quite what to expect, he decided to make a visit to the bath house on his next day off. The day arrived and Greg made the trip. It was a two hour drive, but Greg didn't begrudge the mileage, reasoning the distance reduced the likelihood he would encounter anyone from his home town. He wore his best clothing: a white shirt, with some expensive pair of jeans which he thought framed his ass perfectly. He even bought new sneakers just for this event - not realizing he would take all this clothing off within a few minutes of having entered the bar. Finally arriving at the town where the club was located, and having even located the club, he drove into the parking lot but couldn't find any vacancies, so he drove through the town looking for parking. The search was a bit harder than he expected, so when he eventually found a legal parking spot, he parked, climbed-out of the car, only to discover he had lost his bearings, so he approached a small group of guys standing at the corner and asked for directions to 'The Stable'. The guys glared at Greg, giving the unspoken message "Get lost, faggot." Anxiously Greg stepped back to the pavement and tried to get mixed with the crowd. He felt so stupid. He left his hometown thinking in a big town as this one, people would be differently, but the thugs reactions were more than just hostile. In fact Greg realized the thugs were following him. Naturally Greg was in panic. What if he wouldn’t find a safe place? What if he wouldn’t reach his car? What if they beat him up or kill him for being gay? What if their parents found out the reason for his death…. and while those ideas were spinning in his head ‘The Stables’ appeared before him. He couldn’t believe his luck. He hurriedly entered the premises. As he stepped through the door he glanced back and saw the guys disappearing into the crowd. Their victim had escaped. “Well, well…. aren’t we excited….. you are quite heavy breathing…. are you a mare, or a stallion?” the cashier asked. “I…. I am…. what?” Greg asked. “Oh dear…. your first time?” the employee asked. Greg simply nodded. The guy behind the counter inspected Greg, recognizing by Greg's walk, but his discrete glances, by his delicate mouth, that Greg would be on the receiving end that night. "Well, if you want to get fucked, then you are a mare…. if you fuck, then you are a stallion. It is not so difficult. We got this pink bracelet for mares…. and the blue bracelet is for studs,” the guy explained. Greg caught-on, and both he and the clerk simultaneously said the word 'Mare'. Paying the entrance fee and now wearing the pink bracelet, which was sealed along around his wrist, the clerk giggled as he explained “Without this wrist band the party will be over for you. So no switching. You are a mare!” The clerk gave Greg a key to a locker and a pink towel, as well as directions to the locker room where, the clerk instructed, Greg should strip and then move to the party in the basement. With a final “Enjoy the party,” the clerk got busy folding towels. As he walked down the staircase into the basement Greg's heart was almost jumping out of his throat. Arriving in the basement Greg found the space was quite dark, although he could see several corridors in which, he surmised, he stood a good chance of finally getting fucked. He also found a bar. "First timer?” the bartender asked. “Is it so obvious?” Greg answered shyly. “It won’t be in the darkroom…..” the bartender laughed. “Darkroom,” Greg repeated the word. The bartender watched at him, as if Greg just stepped out of a spaceship. “Yeah…. Darkroom. A dark room, where you can empty the dicks with your mouth or your ass….. are you for real?” he asked. “Sorry mate, but this is my first time ever in a big town. I have never ever seen a place like this. This is amazing. I can get filled up here,” Greg’s remarked, his eyes glittering with excitement. “Filled up….” the bartender repeated the words. This kid had no idea. Removing the bowl of condoms was on the counter the bartender recommended “You should not start with the darkroom. Were I you, I would start with the glory holes where you can concentrate on one or two cocks at a moment.” “Glory hole….” Greg said with awe in his voice. "What’s that?” The bartender looked around as if he was searching for the candid camera. He told him to sit and take a drink, he would explain it to him in a second, but before he paused to speak with Greg, the bartender stepped aside and spoke with the barback saying "We have some fresh meat, here. Go find the poz stud and let him know a negative mare is waiting for her fillings." The barback delivered the astonishing message, and promptly several blokes were checking the undamaged merchandise. Greg didn’t know which way to look, but he still wore his pink towel about his hips. The mass of blue bracelets made it clear the room was full of stallions. “Are you still willing to let dicks poz up your mare ass?" the bartender asked. “I 've never had a dick up there. Will it hurt bad…. ? Gregory replied in a whisper. “I will help you with that. Get this towel off then sit down again," the bartender advised, adding "Just slip a little bit back on your stool, so your ass is accessible.” One Greg was in position the bartender announced to the room that he would prep this new recruit for his deflowering, making it crystal clear he would lube this virgin ass for his first of many poz rides. With that he squatted behind the stool. his tongue delicately licking Greg's exquisite cleft. Greg thought he had died and gone to heaven. The bartender was lapping over his opening and pulled his ass cheeks further apart. He pressed his tongue inside this virgin’s ass and tongue-fucked him so hard. He smelt the overwhelming scent and sucked out the innocence of this first-timer. He loved the way the sweet ass tasted, and started use some lube on the twink. He turned back to the other studs and showed them his two sharpened fingernails, which would be quite helpful for the upcoming task. While lubing the guy up he started scratching the intestinal walls. The nice feeling Greg had felt gave way to the pain, while the man behind him tried to scrape and claw the intestinal walls for only one reason. Instead of telling Greg the truth, he explained it would hurt, because it is the first time he was prepared for some serious poz fucking. “Man, I can’t wait to get all your poz dicks up my ass,” Greg announced proudly. "You could use rubbers, of course," a voice called out. You could hear a pin dropping to the ground while the guy who had suggested using a rubber was immediately hustled out into another room. Fortunately Greg was oblivious to the commotion behind his back as he was struggling to endure the pain associated with the bartender's preparations. “I am your mare, but I won’t get pregnant, that’s for sure” Greg shouted out. "The boy's got it damn right," someone groaned. "Yeah, well, he's still gonna get our babies," another man added. A third suggested "Fuck the little brat. Pump him up with premium poz seed." Getting to his feet the bartender explained to Greg "I'm going to help you in the stall. You should concentrate on relaxing your hole so you enjoy getting pozzed," as he gave Greg some additional finger-action. After a couple of minutes of vigorous action he withdrew his fingers, showing his bloody digits to the othr stallions. The boy was already a mess. Then it all happened quite fast. While the barback led Greg into a stall, the stallions crowded into the adjoining stall, all intent of watching Greg take it up the ass. Greg, of course, was extremely excited, and noticed a television screen which showed a gay porn movie. For the first time Greg saw guys actually fuck each other in the ass. The barback, meanwhile, pointed to a hole in the wall of the stall through which the first hard dick was protruding. A thick and long dick which was ready to plumb the cunt into which it was ready to dump its toxic gift. “But I won’t see them this way,” Greg complained. “Believe me honey, most times you don’t want to see them in broad daylight. Besides, the anonymity is a big part of the fun. This way you concentrate on your work, which is draining dicks. It doesn’t matter how cool the guy in the other stall is, you just have to squeeze his dick with your cunt and accept his load. Then the next will deposit his load and so one and so on. This is your job!” the barback explained, adding “If you need more lube tell me. It doesn’t help anyone if you tolerate the pain for only one or two dicks. Your job is to empty the balls of every guy who wants to fuck you, no matter the pain. As a mare you are advised to accept and receive. And it's my job to lube you up whenever you need it. The guys have to wait then until you are ready to get your next poz load. That is all that matters." Gregory nodded, and presented his ass-cunt towards the dick protruding through the hole. The barback helpfully assisted the fuck stick to find its way home into the mare, as slowly, very slowly, Greg received one inch after another, even if he moaned in genuine discomfort. “Oh man…. this fucker is tight…. I can’t….. oh fucking god….. sweet jesus…. I think he pinches my dick off…..” the stallion panted loudly. “Baby….. push a little back. Try to relax and let this guy enter you completely,” the barback recommended, applying a bit more lube on the invading dick. Only half of the nine inches had entered the young one's body, but the barback could readily see the bloody streaks. He had done a great job and was proud of himself. While thinking of that, he decided he would help Gregory a bit more and so he squat in front of the twink and pushed against his hips and finally more inches entered the abused hole. Greg couldn’t help but to express his pain and groaned loudly. On the other side of the wall several guys cheering and even the bartender praised the good job Greg had demonstrated. Greg, of course, believed every word he was told.

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.

A young guy who looked familiar showed up on my Facebook feed in "People You May Know." I scrolled through the Facebook entry for a while and finally figured out I had messed around with him a few years ago. The first time we met was when he replied to my posting on Craigslist. We agreed to meet in the secluded, locking, basement restroom of the university science building. The guy was hot, maybe 22 or 23 years old, 5' 8", dark brown hair, and a thick muscular build. I also remember his legs were muscular and very firm. After we entered the restroom, he locked the door, immediately unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down, and sucked my painfully erect seven inch cock, taking the entire length until I could feel the stubble of his light beard rub against my balls. As he continued to deep throat my cock, pushing me ever closer to on edge, he lowered his pants and stroked his cock. The girth of his seven inches was impressive. After a couple minutes he abruptly stopped sucking, stood-up and with no further segue, forcibly shoved his tongue in my mouth. Talk about a passionate random hookup. Then he again abruptly stopped, grabbed me by the shoulders, spun me around, and positioned me bent over the toilet. I felt his hands on my ass, pulling my cheeks apart, followed by his tongue, which, without any subtlety, wormed its way into my hole, rimming me vigorously. He also slid two fingers in my hole so his tongue could get even deeper into my hole. As his tongue flittered deep in my hole, he reached between my legs and stroked my cock, which, by this point, was heavily drooling pre-cum. I found myself involuntarily (and loudly) moaning, even as I struggled not to cum. After a good ten minutes of intense rimming, he stopped, retrieved a bottle of poppers from his pocket, saying "Take a couple of deep hits." As I complied, he spit-lubed his cock, also spreading spit onto my hole. My head was spinning from the poppers as I felt his cock head rub against my hole. "Take another hit of poppers," he insisted. Again I complied, and just as I finished screwing on the lid, he pushed the full length of his cock in my ass, and, without pause, began churning his dick in my ass. I could actually feel his balls hit my cheeks. The initial pain was intense but quickly turned to pleasure. He suddenly pulled all the way out, dropped to his knees, and rimmed me again, and again, after a minute or so, he stood and again shoved his cock into my hole. Then he began hard-fucking me. Five minutes of ferocious ramming ensued, followed by a lengthy pause when he held still, his cock lodged deep in my ass. I could tell his cock was throbbing, but I wasn't quite sure, and asked "Did you cum?" "Not yet," he replied, as he again handed me the poppers, again recommending "You'd better take some more hits and get ready for a real pounding." I took very deep hits, and no sooner had finished when, true to his word, he slammed all the way in, furiously pounding me for a good ten minutes. He was so forceful it was hard to remain standing. Then he slowed his pace a bit as I heard the bottle of poppers open, and he took a long deep hit, after which he thrust his cock into my hole hard, three or four times, before announcing, "Yes, yes, I'm going breed you!" I could feel his cock pulse in my hole. As he slowly pulled out, he told me to tighten my ass so his cum wouldn't leak out. He lifted me up and kissed me deeply. Then he bent over and ordered me to rim him. His muscular ass was smooth, and his hole was beautifully perfect--like he had never even been fucked before. He told me to stroke my cock as my tongue explored his ass. After only a couple of minutes of probing his amazing ass, I needed to cum. He sensed I was getting close and dropped to his knees, deep throating my cock. The cum burst out of my cock into his mouth. He swallowed my entire load. I assumed our play date in the basement restroom was over, but he turned me around and shoved his tongue up my hole. It soon became clear he wanted to eat his load out of my hole. He told me to push out the load. As I pushed, I felt the globs of cum run out, and he licked up every drop. This was seriously one of the hottest scenes I ever experienced. I remember standing there in the restroom, startled, breathless, and amazed at what happened. I also remember that after he had felched all his cum out of my hole, he stood-up, and again slid his still hard cock into my ass. I think we both wincing from the lack of lube, so after he took another hit, he pushed the poppers under my nose, and as my hole relaxed, he fucked me again, this time, however, somewhat more slowly, sliding gently all the way out and pushing back in until I could feel his balls smack my ass. After about five minutes, he pushed his cock all the way and held it there, filling my hole with his second load. We both washed up at the sink, and he gave me a kiss before we departed ways. About a week later he emailed me and said we should meet at his apartment. He wanted me to fuck him this time, but he had one request: his front door would be unlocked, I would let myself in, and I would find him in position on his bed, blindfolded. He also asked that I be as quiet as possible so he wouldn't know I had even entered. When I arrived at his place, I removed my shoes and clothing at the foot of the private staircase that gave entrance to his apartment, and then very, very quietly climbed the staircase where I found him completely naked on the bed with his beautiful ass presented for my pleasure. I licked his hole, my tongue exploring his entire butt. He shuddered, clearly not expecting my sudden presence in the room. He took a hit of poppers and his hole immediately relaxed, allowing my tongue deeper entrance. I could taste another load of warm cum, which let me know had been recently fucked. Still his hole was so tight there wasn't any other apparent evidence another cock has just been in his ass, so I asked "How recently were you fucked?" Unprepared for my question, he replied "I took three loads in the past two hours." I positioned my tongue over his hole and told him to push out the loads. On the initial push a huge glob of cum hit my tongue, which I did not hesitate to swallow. Then I felt several more streams of cum on my tongue. I spit that cum on my hand and lubed up my cock. Knowing he was about to get fucked, he took a few hits of poppers. With one push, my entire cock slid up his hole. He let out a loud whimper and begged me to fuck him. I fucked him hard for ten minutes, repeatedly pulling my cock all the way out, pausing, and shoving it back in to the hilt. The final time I pulled out I told him to take a good long hit of poppers. As he did, I shoved two fingers up his tight hole and slid my cock in at the same time. He yelped in pain so I leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Shut the fuck up, slut, and take my cock." I put my hand over his mouth and rammed my cock even harder. Then I pulled my hand away and demanded he beg for my cum. He did as he was told. "Please, please cum in me. Breed me. I want your load." After a few minutes of his begging, I couldn't hold back: that handsome young slut got my load deep in his ass, the fourth load he had taken that day. This scenario was repeated every week for about three months, but then his e-mails abruptly stopped, and he didn't respond to my messages for months. When he finally did respond, it was to explain he had moved to another city for a job and had not had time to hook up with anyone. To this day I can remember his beautiful muscular ass and the awesome taste of the multiple loads of cums I ate from his ass.

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Mark and I were still sneaking around and it was always, 100% of the time hot. I would still go over to Mark and Danny’s and have 3ways and there was a lot of flirting between Danny and I at work but it was the times with Mark that really got me going. Taking his big, thick, poz cock was something I was getting very addicted to and he never passed up an opportunity to sneak away to meet me. They both told me the 3ways had improved their sex lives but they didn’t broadcast what we did to anyone else. To everyone else they were the happy monogamous couple it was only I who knew that other freaky side of them. I knew how Danny liked to watch his boyfriend fuck poz loads into me and I knew every square inch of Mark and just how to work load after poz load out of him. We had been fooling around for almost a year on and off when they had a party for Danny’s birthday. I got there early to help set up and met one of Mark’s friends for the first time. His name was Diego and he had this compact wrestler’s build and one firm round ass. We were in charge of setting up the drink area and we freely helped ourselves all afternoon and as the day progressed so did the flirting, which led to touching and kissing and then flat out groping. I saw Mark watching us a few times but he would always look busy when he saw me looking. Once the party was in full swing people were everywhere and Diego and I were horned up from the build up all afternoon. I grabbed his hand and took him upstairs into the extra bedroom and by the time the door shut we were pressed together in one amazing kiss. I had been feeling his cock but I was ready to get my hands on it. I dropped to my knees and undid his pants and freed his cock. And what a cock it was. A good 7 inches cut but on his short compact frame it looked massive. I leaned in and sucked one of his balls into my mouth and then licked my way from the base of his cock to the head. I licked and sucked up and down his cock until his hands found my head and pushed my mouth down on him. He held my head as he fucked his cock into my mouth hitting the back of my throat and then holding me down on him until I almost couldn’t take it. Then he pushed me over to the bed working my pants off and then he was sucking me deep into his throat. It felt great but I wanted that ass of his. I had him lie on his stomach and spread his cheeks and buried my face in them. I licked and sucked his hole slipping first one then two fingers into him. I got on my knees behind him and rubbed my cock on his hole slowly pushing the head of my rock hard cock into him only to pull out and do it all over again. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and rammed my cock into him. He arched his back and pushed his hips back to meet my thrusts as I fucked him. That ass truly was made to be fucked and I took full advantage of it. We were both buzzed enough from all the drinking we had done that we were fucking rougher and then he turned his head and said I want to fuck you. Hell yeah! We switched places and Diego was licking my hole and then sliding into me. Once he got all the way in he started to fuck and fuck hard. He never let up. His hips were banging into mine and we were both moaning as he blasted his load into me. We straightened ourselves up and he snuck back downstairs and I told him I would meet him in a few minutes so no one would suspect what we had been off doing. When I opened the door to leave Mark was standing there. He just looked at me then walked over and as he pushed the bedroom door closed behind him he leaned into me kissed my neck and asked if I had fucked Diego. I told him we fucked each other and Mark pulled out his cock and wrapped my hand around it and asked who had the bigger cock him or Diego. I truthfully told him his was bigger. He asked who fucked better and again I told him it was him. He pushed me to the bed and pulled down my pants as he knelt behind me and slid a finger into my hole working it around in the load Diego left in me. Mark spread my cheeks and ate my hole sucking Diego’s load out of me and then kissing me with it. Then he had me suck his cock and using Diego’s load and some spit for lube he fucked that big thick poz cock into me. His boyfriend’s birthday party going on downstairs but he needed to fuck me. He told me he shouldn’t be jealous but he was and he took the anger out on my ass. Mark and I have fucked so many times but never like that. He was forcing his cock into me and pounding me like he hated me. Soon he added his poz load into me and the pounding he gave my prostate caused me to shoot one huge load without ever touching my cock. He pulled me into a hug and we kissed and kissed. That was one of the most amazing fucks ever. It was fueled by jealousy, a bit of anger and the need to dominate. We snuck back to the party no one knowing the birthday boys boyfriend had fucked yet another poz load deep into me.

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5. Seth At the sound of the stranger's voice, I froze. Not that it made a big difference. With Jon's hands wrapped around my waist and JP's hand on the back of my head, I wasn't moving much anyway. I had been lost in the world of pure pleasure, unconcerned with mundane topics like societal norms. But the stranger reminded me of my position; kneeling down on all fours, as one man had his cock buried in my ass and another man had his dick deep in my throat. "Relax," Jon said. It was amazing how connected I felt with him. Of course, that was how it should be; his dick was deep inside of me. But every other time I had been fucked, there was a condom between me and the other man. It took actually barebacking to realize how much that thin layer of rubber actually cut me off from my partner. "It's just Cal." Jon had told me about Cal. He was the third person in his relationship. I didn't fully understand it, but I accepted it. I knew that Cal was a lot younger than Jon or JP; Jon called him their boy. I was a bit jealous of Cal. He would get fucked by Jon and JP almost every day, and sometimes, he even fucked the two older studs. He had sent me pictures of him; he was tall and thin, with jet black hair and a smooth, hairless body. His dick was nice. It stuck up from a patch of dark hair, curved slightly to one side, and was about seven inches long although nicely thick. "We're in the bedroom," JP called out. He turned his attention to me. "No reason for you to stop yet," he continued, and guided me back to a steady rhythm of nursing on his shaft. "He'll be another raw dick for your collection. You ready for that?" I nodded as best I could his JP's cock deep in my throat. I was no longer quite as scared as when I first heard his voice. Jon had made it clear that Cal was part of the barebacker's club, and was looking forward to my initiation. Jon hadn't mentioned HIV, but it didn't matter. I was on PrEP, and with the first pill I had swallowed, all those fears about disease and illness had melted away. "I see you guys have already gotten started," Cal said. I tried my best to turn to see him, but JP held me in place and I just saw an outline out of the corner of my eyes. "Why don't you get naked and join us?" Jon said. "Seth's a hungry boy, and the old men aren't going to be able to fill his holes without some help." As Cal walked to the bed, he shed his clothes. He kicked off his shoes, then his tie, then the shirt and pants. Under the pants, he was wearing a white jock strap. It was hot to think of him at the office, his hole so exposed and ready. "You must be Seth," he said, as he crawled onto the bed with the three of us. JP was still holding my head in place. "Eahhh, I ahh," I said, as best I could with JP's cock in my mouth. "Don't worry. You've got more important things to do than talk. Make my man happy." I blushed. I didn't like my first interaction with Cal to be while I was getting spit-roasted between his lovers. He was hot; I wanted to be more than just a plaything to him. "How was your day?" JP asked. "Good. Phil called me into his office again. He was going to see his wife's parents this weekend" "And?" "He's headed there with his balls drained." "Good boy," Jon said. "That what I think it is?" Cal said. "Yeah," Jon replied. "You should catch up." Cal crawled to the edge of the bed. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I heard the flick of the lighter, and the unmistakable scent of the weed. Cal did a big hit from the pipe, and held it. "Me," Jon said, and Cal leaned in to shotgun the hit to Jon. Jon paused his fucking for a moment as the two men made out. As he kissed his boy, his dick twitched, and dribbled some pre-cum into my hole. As it got absorbed, images of a younger Cal getting fucked by Jon and JP flashed through my head. In my stoned, sexualized state, I couldn't explain how I had learned these things, other than the power of bareback sex. "My turn," JP said, as the two men broke off their kiss and exhaled the hit. "Of course," Cal said. He moved over to JP, his crotch now right in my field of view. His dick was straining against the white fabric of his jockstrap; it wouldn't be long before the jockstrap disappeared, and his shaft disappeared into me. Once more, there was the flick of the torch, the scent of the weed, and two men kissing. Like Jon, JP's cock twitched and leaked more of the salty pre-cum. This time, the image that flicked through my head was of a much younger JP slowly convincing Jon of the pleasures of pure, raw, male sex. "Nice," Jon said. "Let's not forget the guest of honor here." "Of course not," Cal said. "JP?" "I guess," he said. "But damn, it feels so good." "Plenty of time," Jon said. JP let go of my head and slowly pulled his cock out of my throat. It was not a quick yank; it took a few moments for the full length of his shaft to emerge from my mouth. Even though he was pulling it out, it reminded me even more of my submissive role that evening. "Fuck, that's nice. Got you all wet," Jon said. JP was momentarily silent. Cal stepped in, pulling me up to face him. "Hi," he said. "I'm Cal." He was smiling, his brown eyes looking me over. I felt even more naked and exposed than before. "Seth," I said. "It's great to finally meet you in the flesh. Jon has told me so much about you." He turned his attention to Jon, who was still right behind me, his cock deep in my hole. "How is he? As good as you thought?" "Exquisite," Jon said. "Tight. Hot. Welcoming. I want to breed him, but I never want to pull out." I blushed again. I wasn't used to being talked about as just a sexual object. "I can't wait," Cal said. "But first, something to set the mood." He placed the pipe in his mouth, and took a long drag from it. When he was done, a small wisp of smoke escaped from his mouth. He was so clean-cut, so young and innocent, he made it all seem so harmless. And it was. It was hardly the first time I had gotten stoned, nor the first time I had gotten fucked. The only difference was that it was the first time without a condom. But I didn't have to worry. I was an even more powerful drug and it was protecting me. "Now you," Cal continued. He grabbed my cheek, and pressed his lips against mine. As he exhaled, I inhaled, and the hit of pot was exchanged between the two of us. The shot gun quickly devolved into a kiss, and I let his tongue explore my mouth. "I can taste JP's pre-cum," he said. "So hot." He kissed me a while longer. "Do you want to taste my pre-cum too?" I nodded, still holding the hit. I wanted to know everything about these men, what they looked like naked, how their cocks felt inside me, what their pre-cum tasted like, and most of all, how their loads felt in my ass. My own dick twitched a bit, thinking about Jon cumming inside of me, and a bead of pre-cum dripped out. "I think he likes the idea," JP said, noticing the pre-cum. He reached down and scooped it off with a finger, then licked it clean. "He tastes pretty good himself. Like you used to taste." "Better get completely naked," Jon said. I couldn't hold it any longer, and exhaled the hit. "And I want another hit." Cal handed the pipe and torch over my shoulder to Jon, then pulled off his jockstrap. His movements were spare and simple; where I would have fumbled, he pulled his jock out and over, freeing his cock. It sprang out, already hard and eager for some play. "Want a taste?" he asked me. "Please," I said, trying to keep my attention focused on his face and not stare at the beautiful shaft swinging below us. "You know. I'm poz. Just like Jon and JP." Although Jon had told me that all of them were poz, it hadn't registered that Cal was too. Jon and JP were older men, men that I expected had gotten infected, men that might not have known. But Cal was almost my age, and he had the disease I feared so much. "It was a few years ago. Before there were the options you have. The freedom you have." A bit of mental math, little more than subtraction was all I could do in my stoned, sexualized state, suggested that it was these two men who had infected him. Somehow, it became very important that these men were positive. I needed to show myself that it didn't matter any more. That I could have sex with whomever I wanted, and have sex the way I wanted. "I know. It doesn't matter," I said. Behind me, Jon pressed his dick back into me. "For my first time, I want it to be men like you. To show myself it doesn't matter." "That's a good attitude to have," Cal said. Behind me, Jon exhaled his hit. "You ready for your first raw load?" Cal kissed me again. "Ready for your first poz load?" he asked me. "I want it," I said. A week ago, I would have been shaking in fear, wondering if I was signing my own death warrant. But today, it was different. I was shaking, but it was from pleasure. Jon's cock was hard and stiff, deep inside my body, and ready to explode. But I didn't care. There were powerful drugs keeping me safe and letting me focus on the pleasure. "Breed me," I said. "Breed me," I repeated. My cock throbbed at those two simple words. I had dreamt of saying them, shot my load thinking about them, and wondered if I would ever be able to say them. But today, this evening it was real. "Breed me, Jon. Shoot your load in my ass." Jon's cock was slamming into me; without bracing myself against Cal, he would have been pushing me around the bed. With each forceful stroke, his dick got even harder and dribbled a bit of pre-cum into me. "Give it to me," I grunted, between his strokes. "I want your load." "Oh hell yes," Jon said. "So fucking close here." "Give it to him," JP said. "Breed the boy. Mark him with your cum." "He's gonna shoot in you," Cal whispered. He licked my ear, and it sent shivers down my body. "Fill you with his cum. His poz cum. And you're going to love it." "Please," I moaned again. "Fuck me. Shoot your load in me. Breed me." "OH FUCK," Jon grunted. He slammed his cock into me one last time, and held it there. In the moment, time slowed down and every sensation got magnified. Jon's dick stopped deep in me, then pulled out a fraction of an inch, creating a tiny void in my body. Then a wave shot down the full length of his cock, starting at my asshole, then in my ass, and ending at his cockhead. The wave exploded into me. "OH FUCK," Jon yelled. He had just shot his first volley of cum into me. He had bred me. I had just gotten bred. It was no longer abstract. It was real. It was as real as the hot load of cum getting absorbed into my body. Years of jerk-off fantasies had just come true. "TAKE IT," Jon grunted again, pulling out, slamming back in, and another spurt of semen landed in my body. I realized I was trembling out of a combination of pleasure and relief. I was now officially a barebacker. I had taken a load from another man. I had even taken a poz load. There would be no going back now. There was no way I could imagine having sex with a rubber, as either a top or a bottom. "It's ok," Cal said. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. My heart was pounding against his chest. "I know what it's like. I remember the first time I took a load. It's ok." He ran his hand through my hair, and gave me a kiss. "It's ok." Jon shoved his dick into me a few more times, each stroke punctuated with a spurt of cum. "Good man," JP said, and gave Jon a kiss. "He needed that. And he needed you to do it." "Fuck," Jon gasped. His cock was still hard and deep inside me as the last few drops of his cum leaked out. "You're officially a barebacker now." "Thank you," I said. Jon collapsed on top of me. He was sweaty and hot, and the hair on his chest rubbed against my back. It felt so amazing. His cock was still inside of me and the last few drops of semen were dripping out and into me. It was hard to imagine a better way to lose my bareback virginity. "My pleasure. Thank you for taking my load," Jon said. "Yeah, yeah," JP said. "Hurry up with the aftercare. There's plenty of time to cuddle later. It's my turn to breed that hole." I might have just popped my bareback cherry, but Jon's load was only the beginning of what I would get over the next few days. "Give me a second," Jon said. He lifted himself off of my body, and slowly started to pull his cock out of me. "Don't want any of it to leak out." Cal gave me another kiss. "You ok?" he asked. "Ready for another load?" "Of course," I said. "I feel empty now." "Won't be for long," Cal said. "Jean-Paul has a big one. And he knows how to use it." "Think he needs any lube?" JP asked. "It's a big load up there, but it never hurts," Jon said. "Besides, this is a marathon, not a sprint. Can't let him get worked over too soon." "Good call," JP said. Jon's dick slipped out of my hole with a wet pop. It still seemed barely believable that the older stud had just fucked me. It seemed even less believable that I was going to get fucked by two more hot, hung men. Even better, they, like me, were barebackers. One of the two men dribbled a bit of lube on my hole. The cool liquid felt good, although it was a pale comparison with how a man's cock felt. "You ready?" JP asked me. He had lined his cock up with my hole. Despite how thick he was, Jon had opened me up, and I knew I could take him with ease. I nodded. "Of course." "That's what I want to hear," JP said. "Cal?" he asked. He didn't have to say anything else; the young man grabbed the bottle of poppers and held it under my nose. "Big hit," Cal said. "Trust me," he continued. "You're gonna want it. He's a monster." I inhaled deeply. The warm chemical scent engulfed me as I turned back into a sexual being. I was meant to take cock. I need to take cock. "Give it to me." "Brave one," Jon said. "You're gonna love it." "Stop teasing me," I said. The poppers finished the sentence for me. "And fuck me." "As you wish," Jean-Paul said, and pushed his dick into me. I was immediately thankful for the poppers. JP's shaft was thicker than Jon's. He pushed it all the way into me on the very first stroke, and I could tell his dick was longer than Jon's. I was once more filled with cock. Even better, I was filled with raw daddy cock. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Cal asked me. I nodded in agreement. "Nothing like a big hard daddy cock fucking you, is there?" he continued. I wondered how he had known, if it was so obvious how I felt about the older man pounding me. Jon had told me he was in his early forties, but only said Jean-Paul was older than he was. It was hard to tell how old JP was, but even if he was just a year older than Jon, he had been fucking men longer than I had been alive. JP's The experience showed. With each stroke, he was pushing himself deeper into me, finding new parts of my ass that had never been touched by another man, and certainly never touched by an ungloved dick. As he fucked me, I realized just how big of a load Jon had deposited into me. I was grateful for it; it made JP's fuck so much more bearable. JP was carefully spreading it across the entire length of my hole, using it to lubricate each stroke. "Feel good?" Jon asked. "Amazing," JP said. "So hot." He pushed his dick into me and held it there. A bit of pre-cum dribbled from his cockhead; I couldn't see it, and could barely feel it, but I suddenly understood so much more about Jean-Paul. He had a sadness that I knew nothing would ever be able to fix. It was the sadness of loss, that so many of his friends and lovers were no longer with him. But there was the wisdom of age where he had accepted the sadness as part of himself and even was able to rejoice in it. "So fresh and ready," JP continued. Fucking me was his way of rejecting any concept of sex as death. Sex was a celebration, a way for two men to come together and be more than the sum of themselves. I was part of a new vanguard. I'd never have the fear that JP had. But I could share myself with him, and learn from him. "So fucking good." "And you? Cal?" Jon asked. "Don't want this to stop. Not ever." "Eventually, we need to take a break. But not for a while," Cal said. "Not for a long time." He grabbed the pipe and torch, and lit it. The smell of the weed already filled the room, but he added a bit more to it before he inhaled deeply. He kissed me, exhaling it into my mouth. It seemed like we kissed for hours, but it was just the change in perception of time that pot always did to me. Finally, he broke it off, and let me exhale. "Not until we're all drained. All of us," he said. I looked down, and saw that his cock was hard as a rock. Mine was also erect; my dick had never been harder or thicker than it was right now. I remembered what it had felt like to slide into Mick this morning. I wondered which man I would get to fuck first tonight, or even if I would get to fuck someone. Maybe this was just a weekend to take dick; in the heat of the moment it did not seem like the worst outcome. "Wanna suck it?" Cal asked. "Of course he does," Jon said. He put a hand on the back of my head, and pushed me down towards Cal's cock. "He's a hungry boy." I opened my mouth and let Cal's cock slide into me. In the space of only an hour or so, I had let three different men put their cocks inside me. I had read about promiscuous gay men, but it had always been other men, not me. I had the dream of a steady boyfriend, maybe even a family. It would be safe and what was expected. But now, there was another door that was opening for me. This one had no limitations and was a path of sex and pleasure. I licked the bit of precum from the tip of Cal's cock, savoring the salty, musky flavor. "Come on," Jon said. "You can take more of it." He pushed harder, forcing Cal's dick deeper in my mouth. Luckily, he stopped just as Cal's cockhead hit the back of my throat. Unfortunately, at that moment, JP pulled his dick almost all the way out, then slammed back in, forcing me forward. It was hard enough that Cal's cock pushed its way into my throat. I wasn't prepared for the intrusion, and I had to fight back the urge to gag. "Oh god," Cal grunted. "Let me in. So fucking good." I was struggling; my body had decided it wasn't ready for the foreign object, even as I wanted nothing more than to have the full length of Cal's tool down my throat. I gasped, only to find my airway blocked by cock. As panic set in, I realized how easy it would be to choke on cock. I wondered what my last thoughts would be, as the blackness took over. But, luckily, Cal pulled back, and I gasped for breath. "Fucking hot," Cal said. "Choking on cock." I nodded, not entirely sure I agreed with him, especially when it was me who was doing the choking. "Let's try it again," he said. This time I was prepared. I swallowed, and he pushed his cock into my throat. Smaller than Jean-Paul, when I was expecting it, it fit in easily. Although not quite as intimate as barebacking, sucking cock was still a great way to learn about a man and what made him tick. Where Jean-Paul had kept his hand on the back of my head, asserting his dominance, Cal cupped his hand around my cheek, almost caressing me as I worked my way down his shaft. "That's it, Seth," he said. "All the way down." Both approaches worked. For Cal, younger, more boyish, it was hard for him to assert authority. On the other hand, the masculine power of Jean-Paul was impossible to ignore and was completely core to his very identity. In either case, I wanted to make them feel good however I could. It was a genuine desire on my part; in the past, bottoming had been something I did, but did not always enjoy. Fundamentally, it was never as pleasurable as I thought it should be. But bareback was different. It was easy to take a dick, even one as big as JP's. It was easy to take his thrusts. Rather than recoiling from him, I found myself pushing back on his dick, trying to get more of it inside of me. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted him to fuck me hard. Most of all, I wanted him to cum inside me. Only one man had cum in me, but already, I was craving another one. The connection we would share once his cum was inside me was something rare and beautiful. "Oh yeah," JP moaned. "Can't last long in this hole." "Cum in him," Jon said. "Shoot your hot load." JP pushed into me a again. Deep in my guts, I felt Jon's cum squish around Jean-Paul's cockhead, lubricating it as JP's cock slid in and out of my body. For so many years growing up, I had been told that this was unnatural, but in the heat of the moment, it seemed so perfect and right. "Give him what he needs." Need. It was a strong word. I needed oxygen. I needed water. I needed food. Did cum fall in the same category? It did. Even the briefest though of not getting JP's load struck me with terror, and I pushed back against his dick, making sure he couldn't pull out. "It's ok," JP said. He leaned down, resting his chest on my back. "It's ok, boy," he repeated. "You're going to get my cum. You're going to get bred." "Needy boy," Cal said. "You were just as bad," Jon said. "When you first started barebacking." "I know. I remember." Cal pushed his dick into my throat and held it. "I still am." His dick pulsed, and a dribble of pre-cum landed in my throat. "Now, give him your hot daddy load, so I can fuck him." He pulled his cock out of my mouth. I missed it, but it also let me focus on Jean-Paul and his throbbing shaft. "And you're just as demanding as ever," JP said. "But ok. You ready for another load?" he asked me. "Hell yeah," I said. "Fucking breed me. Shoot that load up there." I didn't care if I seemed like an over-eager cocksucker. I was in a group of men who understood the need, the undeniable need for seed. "Give it to me." "Of course, my hungry boy," JP whispered. "Any time you need it." He wrapped an arm around my chest, holding me in position. His arm was a man's arm. It was thick, muscular, and hairy and even if I tried, I wasn't sure I would be able to escape. But it wasn't scary. Rather, it made me feel safe and protected. JP was taking care of me; I was his boy, and he was going to give me his most precious gift. "So fucking close." he murmured. "Cum in me. Breed me," I grunted. I reached down and grabbed my cock. My shaft was as thick as it ever was, and dribbling pre-cum. JP grabbed my hand with his free arm, and pulled it away from my dick. "Not yet boy. Time for that later. Now, it's my cock you need to focus on. My load. You ready for it, boy?" I nodded. "Please," I said. "Give it to me." "Of course," he said. He pulled out, then pushed his dick all the way into me. His balls were pressed up against my hole, and his dickhead was deeper inside me than any man had ever gotten. He was in virgin territory with nothing between us. "Oh hell," Jean-Paul continued. "Oh fuck yes!" Deep in my guts, I felt his cock swell and then spurt. There was a gush of fluid into me, then that unique warmth of a man's cum. Another man had cum inside of me; Jean-Paul was the second notch on my bareback belt. "Oh yeah," I grunted, pushing my ass back against him, trying to get him deeper in my body. I wanted every precious drop of his spunk. "Take it," he said. "Take my load." Another spurt and more cum was now in my hole. His load was just as big as Jon's, and he was filling me up with his thick jizz. "Oh yeah." he continued, and a third spurt shot into my body. "Oh YEAH," he said, pulling his cock out slightly. It was just enough to feel how wet my hole was from the cum both men had deposited in me. "Take my cum." "Please," I said again. I wasn't sure if it was even possible to get too much cum in my ass. But this weekend, I would find out. I had gotten loads from Jon and Jean-Paul, and it would be only a few minutes before Cal was inside of me. The rest of the weekend promised even more bareback fucking. "Of course boy. As much as you want." "He's a good one, isn't he?" Jon said. "Amazing," Jean-Paul answered. "Milking it out of me." A fourth spurt, and then a fifth spurt landed in my hole. JP was starting to slow down, but his cock stayed hard. He worked his shaft in and out of my hole, rubbing his cum into me and lubricating me. "Ready for another donation?" he asked. "I think Cal's ready to get inside of you." "I want it all," I said. "Each of you." "As I said," Jon said. "He's a hungry boy. You ready to do the honors, Cal?" "Of course." Cal was still kneeling right in front of me, his hard cock in my face. "I want to find out if he's as good as you say he is."

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Years and years ago driving back to college one night I stopped at a rest stop. There were only a few cars and from what I could tell just one semi further down in the lot. The bathroom door squeaked open as I entered first one and then the next. When I walked in I saw urinals lined up on one wall and directly behind them were a few cubicles. No one was in there so I picked the stall closest to the sinks and waited. A few minutes later a guy walks in and takes the urinal directly in front of me. He was 40's, average build and stood there for a bit then looked over his shoulder and slowly turned his body showing off his hard cock. We were both jacking just watching each other and he walked over to me. I unhooked the door and it swung open and he took a step forward at the same time I leaned in and he pushed his cock into my mouth. I grabbed his balls and rolled them around as he fucked my mouth with short, quick thrusts. The sound of the outside door squeaking had us rushing back to our places, him at the urinal and me in the stall, when an older guy probably in his 60's walked in and took the stall next to mine. Nothing happened for a minute but then the guy at the urinal tucked his cock away and stepped over to the sinks right outside my door. He peaked in the crack of both mine and the older guys stall and then wiped his cock back out and gave me nod and I opened my door and started sucking him again. He grabbed the back of my head and piston fucked his cock in and out of mouth and blasted a nice big load into me. As he left I sat back down and closed the door and when I looked up saw the older guy peaking over the wall. He smiled and gave me a thumbs up and knowing he watched me suck that stranger off made it that much hotter. It was not long before another guy walked in but he went into a stall near the door and I couldn’t see him but soon I heard the door open and he was out peaking in the cracks of the doors. He was a guy closer to my age and he was slow stroking his cock as I opened my door and sucked my second cock of the night deep in my mouth. This guy was a moaner and it didn’t take long until he blasted his load on my tongue and left. A few other guys came and went and then there was a stretch were it was just me and the older guy in there. I got up the nerve to step on the toilet seat and peak over the wall and saw him glance up and when he saw me he leaned back showing me he was stroking what looked to be a really nice cock. He whispered, “do you want it?” and I just nodded my head as he stood up and walked to the urinals. I quickly joined him and reached over and jacked his cock. It was cut and thick and before I realized what was happening he pushed down on my shoulders and I was kneeling in the bathroom of a rest stop in the middle of the night with cock 3 fucking my mouth. He kept saying, “good boy” and “take daddy’s dick” and the whole thing was a major turn on. We heard the door squeak and got back into position as another guy walked up to the urinals next to us. After a minute it was clear he wasn’t there to use the facilities and the older guy stepped back and flashed that big cock of his and the new guy looked at me and then bent over and sucked it. He got on his knees between the older guy and me and alternated sucking us both. He stood up and kissed me until the older guy pushed me back down on my knees and it was me sucking both of them. The older guy was fingering the new guys hole as I sucked them. Soon I could feel the older guys balls tighten up and then he was pumping his thick load into my throat. He soon left and the new guy and I went into the handicapped stall together and kissed and stroked each other until he said “do you fuck” and I nodded my head. He dropped his pants all the way down spit on his hand and pushed it into his ass as I got behind him. I pulled his cheeks apart and lined my cock up to his hole and pushed into him. He was tight but he pushed back as I was pushing in and soon I was buried all the way in him. He had his hands on the wall and his legs spread and was fucking himself on my cock as I pumped into him at the same time. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room as I grabbed his hips and planted my load deep into him. His hole was milking my cock and we both were gasping for breath. I pulled out and he spun around and sucked my cock into his mouth as he stroked his own cock. He was looking up at me and I slow fucked my cock in and out of his mouth. I told him I wanted his load and he stood up as I knelt in front of him and I barely had my lips around the head of his cock when he was shooting into me. In the span of about an hour I had fucked my load into a guy and sucked loads out of four strangers. I had lots of fun at that rest stop until it was closed down.

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My ex Scott and I have kept in touch over the decade or so since we broke up mainly online or by text so it was a surprised to run into him and his current boyfriend—he has been through quite a few since we broke up—one evening. We ended up talking and then eating together. They asked me back to their place and I was on the fence about it but decided what the hell and agreed. The drinks at dinner turned into many more at their place and soon Scott was kissing his guy K.C. He turned K.C.’s face towards me and said I want to see you guys kiss, so we did. Scott sat back and watched as his current boyfriend and his ex made out all the time telling us how hot it was. K.C. and I really started going at it and were rubbing and grinding on each other. Soon my cock was in K.C.s mouth and Scott was kissing me and whispering how they recently found out K.C. was poz and he wanted me to be the first guy he fucked that first knowingly poz load into. My cock got harder at the thought and soon we were all naked and on their bed. Scott and K.C. had me between them and they were licking and sucking all over me. Scott got between my legs and lifted them up and began to lick and eat my hole while K.C. continued to suck my cock. Soon I felt Scott’s poz cock pushing into me again for the first time in years. Even though it had been a long time since we had fucked this felt good and I bucked my hips up some and buried my cock in his boyfriends throat as he fucked me. Scott never could last long and was quickly blasting my hole full of his poz load. The thing with Scott is that he can stay hard after he shoots and he continued to fuck me and push his load deeper into me. I was laying there enjoying the sensations when K.C. got up and switched places with Scott. He licked some of the cum from my hole and kissed me with it as he lined his newly poz cock up with my hole and pushed in. He did short, quick thrusts at first since his cock was thicker than Scott’s but soon I had him all the way balls deep in me. Scott was sitting off to the side as he watched his boyfriend work his cock in and out of me. The kissing was intense and we were so focused on each other it was like Scott wasn’t even there except for his occasional comment on how hot this was. K.C.’s was doing the whole slow grind as we were kissing but with encouragement from Scott he started to really fuck me harder. His thick cock stretching me open as his thrusts got quicker and then suddenly I had a second load of poz cum coating my insides. When K.C. pulled out of my hole Scott fingered me and got some of his load out and coated my cock with it and then had K.C. sit down on my cock. He was rotating his hips and fucking himself on me as I ran my hands over him and kissed Scott. This went on for awhile and then Scott got behind him and rubbed his cock against mine as it fucked in and out of K.C. who pulled off of me and Scott started fucking him. We did this back and forth for a bit then when my cock was in K.C. Scott stuck a finger in his hole, then two and then was working his cock in with mine. Suddenly both our cocks were in K.C.’s ass together. We all stopped and the way K.C’s ass was spasming as it got used to accommodating both our cock was amazing. It took a bit to figure out the rhythm of two cocks in one ass mostly it worked out that I stayed still and Scott did all the fucking. Feeling his cock rubbing against mine in his boyfriends hole only got better when I felt Scott shoot his second load. He continued to fuck for a minute but pulled out and I got K.C. on his back and power fucked my load into him too. I asked if K.C. had ever been double fucked before and he said they had tried but it had never worked before but that up until then it had been his biggest fantasy. I was glad I was able to help and no less glad to take a poz load from each guy.

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Part 2 I woke up the next morning with Jon curled next to me, and I couldn’t believe I had let myself cum inside of him without his knowing. But as I replayed it in my head, I remembered how amazing it felt to have him on my fat cock as I shot inside of him. I wanted more. I started to become erect as I glanced at him , knowing that he slept with my cum deep inside of him. But I still felt guilty because I should have told him. I knew that I wasn’t putting him in any harm by blowing inside of him, but I wish I could have done it while he begged for it from me for now, and for the rest of our relationship. I loved him, and I wish he could experience the closeness I felt to him when I was able to shoot my load into my boyfriend as he said he loved me. Suddenly, I became startled as I noticed he began to move and open his eyes in our bed. “Good morning, beautiful,” he said with a warm smile, his dark blue eyes looking at mine “I slept well after you fucked me like that last night.” “I really enjoyed playing with you. We always have amazing sex and that last night just felt really special,” I said, knowing perfectly well why I had enjoyed fucking him so much. Jon put his hand under my chin and pulled my mouth towards his. Before I knew it he put his naked body on top of me and positioned my hard cock over his warm hole. Leaking precum from my excitement, I couldn’t help but to rub the moist head of my penis around his cheeks and gently brushing against the outside of his warm hole. “Don’t get me too excited,” I teased. “I’m sure your ass could use a break after last night.” Jon grabbed my throbbing penis and rubbed its head outside of his warm hole. “I don’t want a break. I need you again right now.” As Jon said those words, I could feel my warm precum coating his fist and the outside of his ass. But then I remembered I had taken off and thrown away our last condom the night before, which had broken without his knowing. Playing along, I positioned by fat mushroom head outside of his hole and said how much I loved being inside of him, as I grabbed Jon’s hard penis in my hand stroked the pre-cum out of him while he straddled me. “”I want it in you,” I whispered. Jon smirked and reached towards his nightstand where he kept his condoms and lube. He quickly pulled out our recently used bottle of lube, but seemed to be having trouble locating a condom in his drawer. A minute had passed and I could see the surprise and frustration on his face. “I guess we used our last condom last night. Fuck,” he said. “I knew I should have bought more the other night.” I was ready to confess to him that I noticed we had run out last night. I even was willing to tell him that I was totally fine with just sucking him off And then Jon had said one of the most surprising things I had heard him say in our relationship. “We’re monogamous and honest with each other,” Jon reasoned. “I don’t see why we can’t make an exception this one time. You and I have both been faithful since we’ve been together, right?” Without missing a beat, I replied, “Yes, I would never betray you and do anything to put you in any harm. But no pressure to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” “I comfortable with it. I want this,” Jon said. “It’s just that I’ve never had anyone inside of my bareback. I want to be with someone special.” He paused. “I can’t think of anyone more special than you.” I could feel my eyes starting to water that Jon has finally expressed enough trust and love for me that he was willing to give himself to me entirely. While I still felt guilty about what happened last night, I knew that I was the same person now as I was before and that I craved to feel that connection with him as I did when I injected my seed into him. “I want you, babe. I would be honored if I were the first to penetrate you bareback. There is no pressure though and you can stop at any time.” “I love you,” Jon said. “I really want it inside of me raw.” He emptied the bottle of lube on his nightstand in his hand and coated my throbbing penis and his hole with it. I felt his hand guide my penis to the outside of his tight hole, and I could feel Jon slowly start to sit on top of me. It was the first time he had ever willingly let me put my dick inside of him without a condom. Little did he realize, my dry cum had already coated his insides and rested inside of him as he slept. As my penis entered inside of him, I could feel myself line his inside with thick coats of my pre-seed. “This feels so different,” Jon said. “I love how it feels when you’re inside of me bareback. I can feel your warm precum inside of me. Fuck me, baby.” I continued to slide myself in and out of my boyfriend, and he was right: fucking him bareback was such an incredibly special experience. I felt both so special to be the one to feed him my seed. I could feel my cock tingle and eager to blow a load inside of him, but I needed to hear him beg for it. “Baby,” I said. “I’m so close, how do you want me to cum?” “I want it in me,” said Jon, riding my penis and clenching his hole. “I want your cum deep inside of me.” “I’m about to blow, are you sure?” I asked, knowing that my seed was already deep inside of him. I saw Jon nod his head in ecstasy, eventually begging for my cum like I could have only imagined prior to today. His ass thrusting against my hips, I let him know that I was ready to shoot and within seconds I could feel my balls tighten as my dick shot 5 ribbons of cum inside of his tight, warm hole. As I emptied myself into Jon, I kept my cock inside of him for minutes as I caressed his back and slipped my tongue into his mouth. I had never felt this deeply connected to anyone. As my softening cock was still inside of Jon, I watched him stroke himself until his blew a thick load of white cum on my chest, his hole tightening around my raw cock as he unloaded. I thought to myself that there was no way I could go back to using condoms with Jon. I felt so close to him and there was no doubt in my mind that from now on I wanted all of my cum to go inside of a warm hole like this. Jon slowly began to remove himself from my cock. “Babe, that was everything I could have asked for. I love you,” I said as I embraced him and slid my tongue back into his mouth. “I don’t think I’ve cum more in my life.” I could sense something was off with Jon. As he removed my penis from his hole he slid his index finger across his ass, and had a look of confusion and guilt when he noticed my cum leaking out of his ass. He laid beside me, had a solemn glance on his face and said, “wow. I’m really sorry I made you do that. I can’t believe I made you cum inside of me. That was definitely a mistake.” Jon turned over and quickly moved from the bed to the bathroom, where he shut the door with a light slam. I didn’t even have a chance to respond. It pained me that something that gave me such pleasure and a feeling of closeness to my boyfriend could make him feel so guilty. I wondered if Jon would ever let me fuck him bareback again. And deep down, I knew that I had no interest in wearing a condom again.

Recently it seemed every patient has having a hernia repair. The men come out in scrotal support which is just a flimsy jock strap. As the latest guy woke up from the anesthesia he wanted to see the dressing so I pulled up his gown and showed him, making sure to run my hands around his abdomen and around his crotch asking if it was tender or hurt. Later he asked if I could remove the support because it was near his dressing and was bothering him. After removing it he laid back spread his legs and relaxed. I stepped away to get him something to drink and when I returned he had kicked off the covers his hands were under his gown slowly moving. I teased him saying "It looks like you have your hands full." He just grinned and continued jacking. Anesthesia and pain medication make people relax and do all kinds of things. As I leaned over to check his dressing, his free hand brushed over my cock. He did it a few times and then he saw I was not going to object, he took a firmer hold of my cock, which was still in my scrub pants, so I reached down, unzipped and pulled my cock out. We jacked each other for a minute or so, and then he slid down a bit, leaned over, and took my cock into his mouth. After a few minutes he looked up at me and whispered, “My boyfriend would love to get his hands on this!” I bent over and licked the head of his cock and sucked him all the way down. He relaxed his legs and my fingers searched out his hole. I slowly wet a finger and pushed it inside him. I found his prostate and worked it as I sucked him. Within a short amount of time he shot a nice load in my mouth. Later as he was getting ready for discharge, his boyfriend was helping him get dressed in the bathroom. I knocked, asking if they needed any help. Upon opening the door, I found my patient was sucking his boyfriend's cock. I smiled and they motioned me in. I stood behind the boyfriend and rubbed his ass while he reach back to massage my cock through my scrub pants. The patient looked at me and said "Fuck him." I got on my knees and rimmed his ass then stood up and sunk my cock into his boyfriend's hole. Knowing we did not have much time, I could only give him a quick, hard pump and dump, fucking my load into his ass. When I was finished he pulled off, turned around, and sucked my cock clean. I bent to kiss the patient who had a load of his boyfriend's cum in his mouth which he shared with me. The whole thing did not take long, but fuck was it hot. I have gotten together with them a few more times for longer sessions but none comes close to fucking at work.

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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

My ex would totally dominate my sex life by whoring me out in back rooms, holding sex parties at home with several other tops. Now I am totally addicted to cock just cannot say no to stiff dick and I crave men cumming in me. I once had 14 different men fuck me at a naked sex party and I enjoyed the 14th cock as much as the first

I am a well known cum dump in Jackson Heights, Queens (86th and Roosevelt) and have had men come from all parts of town as well as out of state to bang their loads deep in to my insatiable hole. Known on BBRT as Nonregrette, on Grindr as Raw Bottom and Euxil on adam4adam. I am also from word of mouth and other forms of communication and media. I love my cumhole to be overflowing with loads that were pounded deep inside of me. I am easy to get to from public transportation, car or uber. Available weekdays after 5:30 pm and most of the time on weekends. Can be contacted at: fontenelleii@yahoo.com

mmmmmmmmm Scorpion at his best. What a great way to lose your cherry to be a mare gangbanged by a herd of Poz stallions and an assistant to make sure that you get pregnant. :grin:

A couple visiting Sydney last week advertised on BBRTS for a vers or bottom guy to meet in their city hotel. I licked my lips, "married cock" I thought. I replied, saying that I was bottom only and was sort of hoping that they were both versatile and I would get both of them to fuck me. We both unlocked and then, I assume it was the bottom who started talking to me as he was saying his partner would like to fuck me. It was Friday so I was going to head into the city later for Blackout at Headquarters to get my arse fucked off anyway - so I thought I would go to their hotel and let his husband open me up. I said I could there by 4. I arrived and both were in the hotel room and I wasted no time getting my gear off and immediately Brian, the top started rubbing me all over. His partner laid back on the bed and watched us kiss fondle and cuddle standing up before I pulled down his jocks to expose a lovely 7" cock, nicely tapered with a thick base. In no time he was hard as a rock and I started to suck his hard cock and knead his balls. He picked me up and pushed me towards the bed so that I was laying right next to his partner, who still had on a pair shorts and a t-shirt. He immediately started lubing up his prick so I knew I was about to get fed. He lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulder - and woof - straight in one thrust, right to the hilt. It hurt like hell, but I actually like that, I like dominant and rough tops and I love it when my hole is hurt by cock. I immediately put my hands on his back and pulled him towards me and he began to kiss me at the same time thrusting hard and really beginning to fuck me hard. He talked dirty, I like that too. "You like my cock buddy" "you're a little cock whore aren't you" I whispered yes pulling his arse cheeks hard to help him thrust to the hilt harder. He pulled out and told me to get on my hands and knees - I obeyed - as I do with all my tops and he again started to pound me. I was now facing his partner as he hammered me and his partner said "see what I have to put up with." I told him he should be thrilled to have a magnificent strong top like his partner on tap. I also told him anytime they came to Sydney I was more than happy to fill his partner's needs for him. "I'll be his cumdump anytime he wants me" I told him. After 10 minutes pounding me doggy he began to grunt and started blowing. I used my arse muscles like a milking machine to ensure I drained every sliver of seed out of his shaft. As he pulled out I immediately turned around to let him know there was no need for a towel, for a short period of time that cock was mine and it was my job to clean him up. He sat on the side of the bed - and I hate that first awkward minute after a top comes when you don't know if you have done your job and they want you out of there or if they are type that wants seconds. He sat on the side of the bed and I dropped onto the floor in front of him and put my head between his legs licking his balls and rubbing his leg and chatted small talk for 10 minutes or so. He didn't move - good sign. His partner got up and got a bottle of coke out of the bar fridge - and asked if I wanted a drink. "No thanks I just want more of your husband's cock" I said. He looked at me with a mixture of sexual excitement and disdain. "Gosh you are greedy" he said wryly. "No just a slut that loves pleasing top guys" I replied. After 1o minutes more chit chat and my continuous fondling and rubbing - Brian began to get hard again. I immediately began to suck his cock and looked up at him "want more mancunt" I asked. He nodded and laid back on the bed. In no time I had my hole hovering over the top of his cock and it was my turn - I went woof - and sunk it into me in one thrust again and I immediately began to ride him hard grinding his cock as far into my hole as I could. "Do you think you could suck me off with your arse?" he said. It was a challenge I relished. I rode, moved sideways, grinded and fucked that cock like it was the last one on the planet. His partner watched and listened as I complimented him on his cock, his fucking, how good it felt to have his married seed in me and how I loved being the slut hole for married men. 15 minutes later it did the trick he again grunted and rained his nuts into me. I again cleaned him up and polished his balls with my tongue. Another married notch on the belt. I am so glad there are prissy queens about - I get to be the slut for their husbands yum.

The patient was young, smooth, and high on pain meds. He had surgery to repair a hernia. The dressing was in his groin and when I was assessing after surgery I saw he had a nice thick cock that stretched across his hip. When I felt his balls he sucked in a quick breath and when I picked up his cock and moved it around he moaned so soft and sweetly. I gave that cock a gentle squeeze and played with his balls some more and he got hard though he did not get much longer. I caught up on charting as he was waking up and noticed his hands had gone under the covers and were slowly moving. I glanced at his face and his eyes were closed so I pulled the covers back and his gown up and watched him slow jack that cock for awhile. After he woke up a bit more I asked him who came with him to the hospital and he said “his dads”. I asked again and he said his dad and his bf brought him. When it was time to get him ready for discharge real dad had gone to the cafeteria but the bf came back to the room. I told him everything went well and told him I was going to show him how to care for his dressing and check his progress. I once again pulled the covers down and the patient’s gown up and there was that big cock stretched across his hip. The bf said “well he is definitely his dad’s son with that big cock”. I reached over rolled his balls around and squeezed his cock and the patient was hard again quick. I showed the bf what to do and then had him demonstrate back to me. He looked at me and quickly reached out and got a handful of cock and balls. The patient opened his eyes and said, “Whoa dad that feels so good”. I just smiled. The precum was flowing but we waited some until his dad came in and after telling him what I had told the other dad I showed him how to check his son and when his hard cock came into view I said we have established he gets this big cock from you which made everyone laugh. Then I had him demonstrate for me. Watching him touching his sons cock and balls was so hot. The patient was still high from the pain meds and then I had the dads alternate back and forth demonstrating and I occasionally got my hands back on the patient a few times too. Then I said I would get them ready to go. I covered the patient back up and commented that they both seemed worked up indicating the tents in their pants and told them they could step into the room next door which was empty. They looked at me and just laughed though I could see they were thinking about it. I showed them that there was a bathroom that connected to the other room and that no one was going to be using that room. At that time of day it was just us and one other patient who was across the department on another hall. I stepped out and worked on some paperwork but didn’t take long and when I went back in the room the patient was alone and the doors to the bathroom were open and all the lights off except for in the room with the patient. I saw the patient half sleeping and jacking his cock I watched the dads in the other room. One was sucking the other as they watched their son playing with his cock. I uncovered the patient so they could see him working his big cock and the dad getting sucked motioned me over. I walked towards them freeing my cock and stood next to the one getting sucked and fed my cock to his bf. Then they both took turns sucking me until I had them both stand where they could watch their son and I got down and sucked them both, alternating back and forth. The patient certainly did get his cock from his dad and it stretched my mouth as he fucked my throat. There was a lot of back and forth sucking and then the one dad said he needed to fuck to cum. I said I would love to take that big cock of his and the bf said if I fucked him while his bf fucked me he was all for it. Who was I to argue? Soon I had my cock fucking in and out of the ass of one of the dads while his bf fucked that big thick cock of his into me. We found a rhythm that worked and took it slow at first quickly speeding up. All the while we were watching the patient still high on pain meds slow jacking his cock eyes closed in the other room. The dad fucking me shot into me first but stayed in me as I continued to fuck the other dad. I leaned over and whispered pretend it is your sons cock fucking you and damn if that didn’t push him over the edge which caused me to blast inside of him. We all got cleaned up and I got them discharged and sent on their way. The dads and I have met a few more times and it has always been hot. The son never remembered a thing about that day but the dads and I will always remember the fun we had.

There is a patient care tech named Jeremy on one of the floor that I have fooled around with a number of times. He is in his early 20s; bit less than 6 feet, and around 225 pounds. He is a nice furry guy with an incredible ass. It is round and firm and I wanted to fuck it the first time I saw it. I first noticed him when I would bring patients to his floor. He would come in to get some vital signs and I would find reasons to be near him and brush against that ass. There was flirting, some touching, and soon I had him alone in an empty patient room. He was a great kisser which really does it for me. I was leaning against the closed door feeling that ass as he rubbed my cock. He was pulling and stroking me while I was whispering how much I wanted to fuck him as I pushed his scrub pants down so I could get to his hole. That hole was hot and practically sucked my finger in. I bent him over the bed, spread his cheeks and licked that hole. He started moaning softly and that just made me harder. I stood up, walked around the bed and fed him my cock as I continued to stretch that hole of his. As hot as his mouth was I wanted that ass. Still bent over the bed, I got behind him and lined up my cock and sank into him inch by inch. Pulling out, pushing back in further until he had all of me. His ass was squeezing my cock as I started to fuck him with nice long strokes. He was moaning and stroking his cock showing me how much he wanted it. He was pushing his ass back as I pumped harder and faster and I could feel his hole contract around my cock as he shot his load which pushed me over the edge and I busted a huge load into him. As we caught our breath we could hear the noise of the floor, call lights and bed alarms going off, phones ringing. I stayed in that amazing ass slow fucking him until we had to go. As we got dressed we both agreed that we had to do that again—which we have many times. I have fucked him all over the hospital and can’t tell you how many loads I have shot in him. I found out later he has a boyfriend and sometimes Jeremy will call him while I am fucking him telling him how good it feels or just moaning. I even recovered the boyfriend after surgery once and fucked Jeremy in his room while he watched but that is another story for another time.

I had a patient request me to recover them after surgery recently. I had recovered this particular patient a few months ago when he had surgery to place a penile implant. We had talked and flirted at that time. I had seen him and his younger bf around town a few times and we had become friendly. This day he was having a relatively minor procedure and as he woke up the flirting started again. He is a black man in his mid 60s a bit over 6’ tall and around 250 pounds. I asked him how the penile implant was working out and he told me he and his bf both loved it. His bf is in his late 30s, just under 6’ and about 200 pounds. He told me his dick got so hard now and he could cum multiple times. He asked if I wanted to see it and of course I said yes. He pushed the button in his groin and his dick slowly got bigger and bigger. His dick was long when soft but damn when it got hard it was huge. I reached over and felt it and said I know his bf loves that big black dick as I slowly stroked it. He told me he had enough big black dick for both me and his bf if I was interested. Of course I was interested. A few weeks later I went over to their place and it was not long before I had 2 big black cocks to play with. The older guy was strictly top but his bf was vers like me. The older guy watched his bf and I suck each other and then he guided my cock into his bfs hole. He then fucked my mouth while I fucked his bf. The bf and I kept switching off fucking each other all the while the older guy was telling us how hot we looked, how much he was going to fuck us. He did this thing where he would lick my cock as it went in and out of his bfs hole which was amazing. Then he lined up behind his bf and fucked him hard and rough, every stroke driving his bfs dick deeper into me. Me on my back legs wrapped around the bf while the older guy plowed away. Soon the older guy wanted to fuck me and I was glad his bf had loosened me up first because he rammed that big black dick home in one quick deep push. I saw stars for a second and then he started to really fuck my hole. I sucked his bf again and loved feeling those 2 black dicks filling me up. One of the best moments was when the older guy and I doubled fucked his bf. Feeling that hole stretch to take us both and seeing the look on his face as he took us both was incredible. We shared load after load of cum together that night. I was there for a bit over 3 hours and can say that either my cock was in one of them or one (or both) of theirs were in me for the majority of that time. I left drained and exhausted with their loads in and on me and a huge satisfied smile.

As a nurse recovering patients after surgery I have seen many things. As the only guy in the department I usually end up with the majority of the male patients. The anesthesia and pain medication can relax people to allow them to do things they would not normally do—they can always blame the meds if they even remember it at all. They come to me wearing just a hospital gown and I have to assess them. I pull the curtain around us and uncover them and pull the gown out of the way to assess any dressings. I feel around the abdomen and let my hands drift lower to brush their cocks. Recently cared for a guy in his late 80s after surgery and when I was looking him over his cock looked a bit off. Come to find out he had a penile implant placed several years earlier. He can pump it up with a hidden button and it fills his cock with saline. I asked how it worked and what it felt like. He was very willing to tell me all about it. While he was talking he said feel it so I grabbed his cock and squeezed it slowly. When it was time to discharge him home I helped him to the bathroom and he removed the gown and his dressing came loose. As he stood there I got down on my knees in front of him and fixed the dressing and he said let me show you how hard I can get. He inflated the device and his cock went from nice to rock hard. He encouraged me to feel how hard it got. I ran my hands over that big, hard, 80+ year old cock then leaned in a give it a lick. He moaned softly so I slid more of it in my mouth. I sucked his cock for several minutes and he said he didn’t cum anymore but he loved feeling my mouth on his cock. Most patients feel they have to pee after surgery and I will get a urinal for them which most find difficult to use. If I can I will help them stand at the bedside and help support them so they don’t fall. I tell them to hold on to me and I take their cock and place it in the urinal. Most feel like they need to pee but do not have to but want to try for several minutes. I will tell them to massage the area over their bladder and show them how by placing my hand above their cock and slowly rubbing and letting my fingers dip down to around the base of their cock. They may not end up peeing but the majority of them end up with a hard on. Most of them encourage me to continue rubbing them saying it feels good and they think it is helping. They get harder and I remove the urinal and slowly let my hand brush more of their cock. Jerking them slowly and hearing them moan. Had a guy who broke both arms and was back for multiple surgeries. When I was assessing him and looking at his various dressing I brushed his cock and it got hard right away. He told me he couldn’t jack off and was backed up. He would ask me to scratch his stomach or leg and I would pull back his gown and scratch where he wanted and his cock just stayed so hard. I kept brushing it and finally grasped it and gave it a stroke and he just sighed and said yes in one long breath. I continued stroking him and asked if this was what he really needed. He said just please don’t stop. I slow stroked him for several minutes. Eventually he told me he was going to shoot I leaned over and took the head of his cock in my mouth and he shot days worth of backed up cum down my throat. He would request me to recover him after each of his many surgeries and I always helped him out. I have cared for my friends, family member, neighbors, their family members, city officials, doctors, coworkers, and strangers of all ages. Usually it is just work but sometimes it turns into more. Each day is a new adventure.

I prefer big black cocks to suck and fuck my big white ass. Every black cock I ever sucked, filled my mouth with cum and I really enjoy the taste of their cum before I swallow it all. I always look forward to having a big thick black cock stretch open my pussy ass as they fuck my ass deep and hard as long as they want, until they shoot their cum deep inside my ass making it a cream pie. I can't wait 'til my next huge black cock to enjoy.

PART 2 As we walked through my front door, Conrad reached into his backpack and took out a box of rubbers. “Can’t forget condoms,” he said with an awkward laugh. I took them from his hand, managed a vague sort of nod, and threw them on the dining room table. My boys usually insist on condoms—at first. But after a little bit of chemical intervention, they always transform into eager raw cumholes. Only once did I end up with an especially stubborn kid who kept trying to wrap my dick, so I resorted to a backup plan—a stash of broken rubbers with little holes poked in the reservoirs. Didn’t matter in the end. By the time the condom tore apart while I was pounding his negboy hole, he was so high he tore the shreds of rubber away from my cock and ran his finger along the raw shaft as it plunged in and out of his chemmed-up cunt, his eyes glazing over with the deep-buried desire to be a bareback whore. I always get what I want. I told Conrad to take a seat on the couch and help himself to the pot. Meanwhile, I walked to the kitchen. I took a few sodas out of the fridge and poured them into glasses I’d already dosed with a cap of G. I love G because it transforms uptight boys into ragdoll sluts in a matter of 20 minutes. The taste can be tough to hide, but I recently found a dealer who consistently delivers high-potency GHB that doesn’t taste awful. In fact, after diluting the stuff in 12 ounces of Pepsi, it only leaves a subtle aftertaste—perfect for serving to unsuspecting negboys. As I finished my little cocktail, I heard Conrad’s voice from the couch: “Hey, what’s this?” That made me grin, because I knew exactly what he was talking about. On a tray in the middle of the coffee table, I’d left a bong full of pot. And right next to it, I’d left a little glass pipe full of Tina. Every single time, my negboy visitors are deeply fascinated by the glass pipe, so all I need to do is pretend like it’s nothing too special. “What’s what?” I asked. “I’m just wondering what’s in this little glass pipe thing full of white stuff.” “Oh, that,” I replied, walking into the living room with the G-laced Pepsi. “Not sure you’re ready for that. It’s called T. It can be really, really fun. It makes me horny as fuck, and I bet you’d have a blast on it. But maybe we should just take it easy—just stick with the pot, you know? Here’s some soda, by the way. Drink up, little bro.” He took a few gulps of Pepsi while holding the glass pipe, looking at it intently. My dick stiffened. “Actually, I’m curious,” he said. “Would it be cool if I just tried it?” I shrugged nonchalantly. “Sure, bud—be my guest. But let me show you how to work it, OK?” I sat down next to him, my hands visibly shaking with excitement. “Alright, now hold that pipe up to your mouth. Yeah, just like that. I’m gonna light this little torch and heat up the stuff in the bowl. Just wait a moment. See that? See the little wisps of smoke forming? Now when I say go, just start inhaling very lightly and steadily. Lightly and steadily. Got it? OK, bud—go ahead. Start inhaling. There you go. Good boy. Just take that swirling smoke into your lungs and hold it until I tell you otherwise. Got it?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “OK, little bro,” I said to him, taking the pipe away from his mouth. “Hold it, just for a sec. Then exhale it through your nose. There you go. Fuck yeah—good boy! Now again.” That first hit was a nice fat one—the cloud emerging from his mouth and nostrils was thick and white, and my cock dripped at the smell of the Tina emanating from his lungs. From that point on, with each cloud of meth that escaped his lips and his nostrils, he was losing a little bit of his innocence. For the second hit, I gave him the torch to operate, and I talked him through it. The result was another giant hit of solid white clouds pouring out of his mouth and nose. “OK, boy—do one more. You’re on your own. I think you got it.” He immediately hit the pipe again, and I turned away to hide my giant, triumphant grin as Conrad smoked away all his defenses. “I’m just gonna put a little entertainment on the TV here, OK? Oh, and don’t forget your soda.” When I turned on the TV, it automatically started playing one of my favorite movies. It’s an amateur video shot by a filthy pig I know from the Midwest—a wrestling coach who likes to chem and poz some of the hot little jockboys on his team. He’d sent me a few videos, but this was my favorite: a sexy, ripped, piggy 18-year-old named Lance was all slammed up and taking loads from a roomful of coaches and former teammates. Behind me, I heard the click of the torch again. Fuck yeah, I thought, this boy is already fuckin’ hooked. As I turned back to face him, I took off my wife-beater. Conrad froze in place, the pipe halfway to his lips, smoke billowing out of his mouth. He just stared at my hairy chest, his eyes dilated pitch-black. “You feelin’ good, little bro?” He gave me a dazed nod, his mouth agape. “Why don’t you take off your shirt, huh? Show off your sweet little body. Do that for your big bro?” He peeled his tank top upward, revealing his flat stomach with its ridges of ab muscles, then his compact little muscular chest. He was just starting to develop a treasure trail down the center of his stomach, leading past the waistband of his shorts to the bulge of his cock that strained against his zipper. His soda was gone; the G would be hitting him soon. I walked over to the couch and took the pipe from his hands. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, you’re just about the sexiest boy I’ve ever seen." I ran my hand down his torso, and he sighed a deep, hungry sigh. "Listen, buddy: I have a few more things to show you. You wanna learn from your big bro?” He half-grunted, half-moaned in response. “OK: I’m gonna do a hit. Then I’m gonna blow it into your mouth, and you’re gonna blow it back in mine, then back and forth we go until we can’t go anymore. It’s called a shotgun, and it’s one of my favorite things to do with a sexy little bro like you.” I put the pipe to my lips and took a deep, thick hit of white smoke. Then I put the pipe down, turned to Conrad, sealed my open mouth against his, and exhaled my cloud into his lungs. A moment later, he breathed the Tina smoke back into me. We repeated that three or four times until the mouth-lock became a deep kiss, and we kept making out while the shotgun escaped our mouths and dissolved around us. As I kissed him, I loosened his shorts, pulling them down the length of his lightly hairy legs. His underwear followed. Then I slipped off my gym shorts; my cock bounced free with a gentle “thwack” against my stomach. I maneuvered Conrad so that he was stretched out before me on the couch, and I laid down on top of him, my cock rubbing against his. We continued to kiss. I grabbed the pipe, took another hit, and shared another series of breaths with my boy. Then he spoke, hesitantly. “Hey, big bro? Just in case you’re wondering, I’m all cleaned out and ready to go. My ass, I mean. The last dude who fucked me showed me how to do all that stuff. So…anyway. In case you’re wondering.” I smiled at him and mussed his hair. “What are you trying to tell me, little bro? You want my cock sliding in that sweet little butt?” He blushed and shrugged. I leaned into his ear and whispered: “Don’t you worry, buddy. It won’t be long before I bury my fat cock deep in your hole.” He shivered beneath me, then kissed me again. The G was kicking in. He was almost entirely in my hands. A few more minutes of teasing and prodding, and he’d do anything to get impaled on my raw cock. “Get on the floor, little bro,” I said. “Face the other direction, on all fours. Ass in the air. Back arched. No—back arched, like a fuckin’ fag. Much better. Good boy. Now reach back and spread that hole for your big bro.” His hands grabbed each side of his perfectly round butt, spreading it to reveal a smooth, pink, tight hole that pulsed with every breath he took. I knelt down, placed my hands over his, and wrapped my mouth around that aching little boycunt, pushing my tongue into his body, every one of his nerves quivering as I dove greedily into his wide-open throbbing cock-hungry 18-year-old partied-up fuckhole. He gasped as I kissed that sweet little fag-pussy with the same intensity that I kissed his mouth a few minutes earlier. I spit a few huge gobs of saliva on his cunt and worked them in with my tongue. His hole loosened up, welcomed my mouth and my spit, became noticeably warmer. He really was a fuckin’ hottie: such a tight little body, great definition from his calves to his chest, with the roundest, most perfect little boybutt I’ve ever seen. And the cock! He had the kind of thick, veiny dick that would make any top’s hole twitch. Enough butt-eating, I thought. It's time to fuck. “OK, little bro—one more thing to show you," I said, standing up so that my dick hovered over him. "I want you to take a fat hit off that pipe, then blow it onto your big bro’s cock. Can you do that for me?” He nodded, grabbed the pipe, and got the smoke swirling like a regular chemwhore. “Good boy. You like that smoke, huh?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “Just feed on that smoke, pig. Feed on that smoke. Your big bro wants to see you get fuckin' tweaked." He put down the pipe, knelt directly in front of me, wrapped his mouth around my cock, and exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke that enveloped my dick. The smoke traveled up my stomach and chest as he began hungrily slurping on my poz shaft. He wasn’t a bad little cocksucker, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled his head away from my dick and guided him onto his back. “Pull your legs back, little bro.” He did, revealing that sweet little hungry cunt, still dripping with my spit. I began rubbing the length of my cock across his hole, watching his eyes flutter and his mouth drop open as he pulled his legs back a little further and looked at me with a kind of desperate pleading. “You ready for some dick?” He could only manage a whimper in response. “I can’t wait to give it to you, bro. But one thing you gotta know first. If it turns out to be a problem, then we can do something else. We don’t need to fuck, you know.” He nodded again, half-listening, every bit of his energy focused on the cock rubbing against his chemmed-up faggot fuckhole. “So here’s the deal, little bro. I only fuck raw. Natural. Bareback. And if a boy won’t let me fuck him the way I want to fuck him, then he’s not getting fucked. Got it?” Conrad glanced over at the TV, where the bottomboy was spreading his little jockbutt for yet another raw cock. Then he looked back at me. He reached down to spread his boyhole, just like the guy in the video. “Give me your dick, skin-on-skin,” he said, his eyes a solid-black void. “Bareback my fuckin’ hole. Please, bro.” “Fuck yeah, boy. You been fantasizing about raw dick, huh? Watching bareback porn?” “It’s the only kind of porn I watch. It’s the only kind of fucking I really want to do. Please give me your dick, bro. Your raw dick. I need your fucking raw dick. Please.” “You gonna make me pull out?” “No, dude. Please cum in me. Breed me.” “And when we go to the bathhouse after this—you want other dudes to breed you, too? Breed your chemmed-up cunt?” He paused for a moment, looking me straight in the eye, giving himself some time to overcome the shame of his boyhood secrets. “Yes,” he finally said. “I want my hole dripping with cum.” I nudged the head of my raw dick up against his hungry little butt, and his whole body shook. His breath went shallow. Then my cockhead slipped through that first outer barrier, enveloped by the warmth and tightness and innocence of his negboy hole, and I leaned down to kiss him, a sloppy kiss. “I’m dripping precum in my little bro’s hole,” I whispered in his ear. “I’m lubing you up with my seed, faggot.” By this point, Conrad was alternating between “fuck yeah” and “fuck me,” and he wrapped his arms around my back, murmuring “do it” three times. That’s when I began pushing the rest of my raw cock into the radiant warmth of that chemmed-up fuckhole, and he gasped as he surrendered everything to me. “This is how we were meant to fuck,” I whispered in his ear as my dick continued to disappear inside him. “You aren’t a true bottom boy until you’ve let a man split you in half bareback, until you’ve given up your hole for him to eat and pound and breed. I’m so proud of you, little bro.” With that, I directed his attention toward the TV. “But there’s one thing you should look out for,” I said, taking on a serious tone. “Some guys in the bathhouse will have a tattoo like that.” I pointed up at the screen. A young topdude was pounding the bottomboy bareback. Every time he pulled his cock away from that hungry little fuckhole, you could see a biohazard tattoo right next to his dick. “Do you know what that tattoo means, little bro?” He shook his hand. “Danger, I guess?” “Well, sort of. It means he’s poz. Just something to be aware of, because you probably don’t want that.” I glanced back at him, and the look in his eye was pure hunger. “Unless…,” I said, pretending to be confused, “Unless you’re turned on by that?” He shot a devilish glance at me, and I answered with a giant grin. Then he grinned, too. “You want some poz dick at the bathhouse, bro?” “Fuck yeah.” “Yeah? You wanna get knocked up?” He just kept grinning, and his body started shaking again—a kind of shiver, all fear and anticipation and excitement. “Such a good boy. Such a fuckin’ dirty boy. I love it. I’m so proud of my little bro.” And then, with no warning, I pulled my dick out of his hole. Conrad gasped. He suddenly looked lost and empty; the pleading returned to his eyes, and he pulled his legs back and spread his ass and whimpered. Meanwhile, I stared him down. “Sorry, little bro, but something just occurred to me. You didn’t ask about my status. Don’t you want to know my status?” “I don’t fucking care. Please, bro. Please give me your dick.” That made my dick drip: I don’t fucking care. “Good answer, buddy. But I think you deserve to know.” I nudged my dick up against his hole, and he tried desperately to maneuver his ass to get more of my meat lodged up in his guts. “Here’s the deal, bud: I’m fuckin’ poz. This is a poz cock teasing your hole. You like how this poz cock feels inside you?” “Yes, fucker. Please give me more, fucker. I need more. Please, bro.” “What’s that, buddy? I’m not sure I heard you.” “Pound my ass raw with your fat poz cock. Fucking PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE, BRO.” “You wanna get knocked up? Knocked up with your big bro’s virus?” “FUCK YES.” “Say it.” “KNOCK ME UP, YOU SEXY MOTHERFUCKER.” “Fuck yeah, you hot little chemmed-up faggotboy.” I shoved my poz dick back inside that boy’s hole, and started pounding. I didn’t last long. I felt the toxic seed gathering up in my balls, brewing, getting ready to shoot. Conrad was staring me down with those giant black pupils, his legs spread wide, his hole peeled back and exposed to allow my dick maximum penetration. He just kept nodding. Nodding. Smiling. Telling me with his eyes that he wanted my gift. As I got closer to shooting my toxic load, he wrapped his arms around me and alternated between little whimpered chants of “poz poz poz” and “fuck fuck fuck.” “Goddammit, you hot little fag,” I whispered. “Goddammit. You’re gonna get my load. My fuckin’ sweet infected load, just for you, fuckin’ sexy little negboy bro.” And then, with pulse after pulse of my raw cock in his wide-open wet fuckhole, I bred him. Pozzed him. Charged that little faggot ass up. Gave him my virus. Then, as my dick stopped shooting volleys of poz sperm, I kept pushing my cock deep inside him, pushing my toxic cum into his guts before collapsing on him, my poz cock still buried deep. Conrad sighed, a long contented sigh. “That was amazing,” he said. “Oh, little bro,” I whispered in his ear. “I have so many fuckin’ plans for you—you have no idea.” I pulled my cock out of him, then guided his mouth to taste the poz seed coating my shaft. He slurped on it greedily, my dick still warm from the hunger of his hole. “Such a good boy,” I said. “Such a hot little pig. So proud of you, little bro. Now, whaddaya say we get your sweet little knocked-up hole to the bathhouse?” MORE SOON…

The first time this happened to me. It was actually my first anal experience. On many occasions I had sucked-off a bear and had tried several times to get him to fuck me, safely with a condom, but he was one of those guys who just can't stay hard when wearing a condom. Finally one day I decided to let him slip it in me bare just for a little while, just so I could feel what it was like. I told him it was just a for a few minutes and I would finish him off orally. So, when I had him sucked up nice and hard, I lubed him up and backed myself down onto his lap. His cock slowly entered me and when it was fully in I began rocking slowly on his lap as he held me there in a bear hug. It felt so fuckin good, my cock was rock hard. I definitely loved my first fuck. It couldn't have been more than two minutes when he really clamped down on me with his arms, leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Don't move a bit." Now I should have known why because he always did that right before he cums in my mouth when I'm on my knees, he likes to have me stop with his cock held still, deep in my mouth as he orgasms, but it felt so good at that moment that I just needed to be fucked a little bit longer. Or maybe I was just hoping the fuck would continue after a pause, but whatever, I then heard his breath in my ear and and I knew without doubt what was happening. The thought raced through my head that I should struggle off of his cock, but he was holding me so tight, and it just felt too fucking good to stop. I didn't move a bit or even say a word to stop. I completely relaxed, leaned back onto him and felt his cock pumping as he began to moan. The only motion I made was to turn back with my head so that I could watch his face as his long orgasm came over him, knowing he was filling me with cum. Anyway not a drop leaked out of my ass and I went to work with his semen planted deep inside me. I shat it out many hours later to see the huge load. I don't know if it was technically stealth because I became aware of it as it was happening, but I wasn't upset at all with him and took it as a compliment that it was just too hot for him to stop. In addition, I was sure he was clean and was actually glad that he forced me to experience taking a guy's load. I had been too chicken to accept getting barebacked and being bred, so I guess he did me a favor by removing the anxiety of having to choose that first time around.

Appreciate all the responses. I've done this about a half dozen times now with a couple of different guys I've connected with on phone sex lines. It's very hot for me because all of these different buttons are getting pushed: -the guy I've never met from the phone sex line writing the craigslist ad after I send him my photo and then screening the responses (he knows my preference for hot and hung guys but he decides all the other criteria and is in total control of who ends up knocking on my hotel room door. i cede my decision making over to him and his desires for who he chooses to send to my hotel room. -the stranger I meet when I answer the door to my hotel room who is there to fuck me. there's a total rush I get when I hear the knock, open the door and look in the eyes of a guy that is ultimately going to leave my room later after fucking me while I am on my back and cumming in my ass. -the not knowing anything about the guys who are fucking my ass (minus the time one of the guys showed up in army fatigues) I have no clue who these guys are or what their story is. they are just there to use me to get off. All of these things come together and make for an amazing sexual experience like none I've ever had. Add to it the risk factor of barebacking and it adds up to the hottest sex for me.

My boyfriend and I met Miguel on Manhunt about 4 years ago. Awesome top, nice body, with a big uncut cock. The first couple times he came over, he fucked both of us—once he dumped his load into my boyfriend, the second time to me—but he barely said two words. His screen name...well, I probably shouldn’t say it here, but let’s just say it was a clever, very masculine way of implying he had a big dick and wasn’t verbal. At some point I set to work on making him more verbal, and by the time I was done, he had become by far the best verbal top I’ve ever been with. I brought out a mean streak in him you wouldn’t believe. He could crush me into total submission in 30 seconds, whether I was high or sober. He knew exactly how to push my buttons, and then he’d hit them with a fucking sledgehammer. He came over a few more times, getting more and more into it each time. He’d make me worship his thick 9.5” uncut cock, say nasty things to me, then make me watch as he fucked the ass off my boyfriend and blew a monster load inside him. I tried to take video once, but he angrily slapped the camera out of my hand. I should have hidden the damn camera. It turned out he’s only into 1 on 1; we’re the only ones he ever did a 3-way with. The only reason he did it with us was he couldn’t resist fucking my boyfriend’s gorgeous bubble butt. After a few times with us, he realized he was in control and we’d do anything he wanted. So one night when we were partying, I texted him, begging him to come over, but instead he made me drive my boyfriend over to his place and sit in the car waiting while they fucked in his apartment. He called me and put his phone on speaker so I could hear the whole thing. He even fucked my boyfriend standing up against the window so I could see from a distance. It was early morning, just getting light out, so nobody walked by, but I don’t know if any of the neighbors could see. I kind of hoped someone else was watching. That happened a few more times, but he had me send my boyfriend over while I stayed home alone, undoubtedly so he could spend more time fucking him. One time he sent my boyfriend home with two loads inside him, and texted me telling me to suck the cum out. Oh my fucking god, was there a lot of cum. About 3 hours after that he texted me, ordering ME to come over. He fucked the shit out of me, while telling me all about how much my boyfriend loved getting fucked by him. It was SO fucking hot! Unfortunately my boyfriend is a little uncomfortable talking to me about how good another guy fucks him—he doesn’t really get why I’m so turned on by being humiliated—so I could never get all the juicy details out of him. The last time I saw Miguel was a little over a year ago. I was at work and we started texting each other. I don’t remember, but I’m sure I was the one who texted him first. Within a half hour, he had me so worked up that I was literally BEGGING him to let me come over and pay him $300 (my idea, not his) to verbally abuse me, make fun of my small dick, and fuck me. (He’s not a pro, never was.) Before he agreed, he made me take a picture of three $100 bills next to my “baby dick” and send it to him. Man, when this guy goes to work on you, you’ll do ANYTHING he wants. I got three hundreds from the bank, came back to work and went to the bathroom to take the picture. For good measure I doused my cock in cold water to make it as small as possible. A short wave of panic came over me as I snapped the picture. What the fuck am I doing? I can’t afford this! I clicked SEND. “good boy. leave work NOW. be here in 30 min” Shit! I hadn’t expected that. Still, an order is an order. I made a lame excuse, left work three hours early and was at his door just in time. I was trembling in fear and excitement as he let me in. There were some contractors there just finished with some work on his place, getting ready to leave. Miguel pointed at the couch and said “sit there.” I sat there and waited obediently for about 15 minutes, not saying a word, as the workers got their stuff together and left. Nervous and still trembling, I tried to look “normal” in front of the workers. Miguel was talking to them, ignoring me completely. After they left, I thought he might say “Sorry about that” or something. He didn’t. He told me to stand up. Then he told me to strip down to my underwear, stand in the corner and wait for him. “Yes Sir,” I whispered. He left me standing there for a good 10 minutes; I could hear him doing some things around his place. I didn’t know or care what he was doing, I just stood there as I was told, feeling very exposed. Miguel came back in the room, still fully dressed. Seeing that I had obeyed him, he said “Good boy.” He walked toward me and stopped a few feet away, just standing there. I started trembling harder. My heart was racing, I could feel it pounding in my throat. After a few seconds, I looked down at the bulge in his pants and found I couldn’t take my eyes off it. “Yeah?” he said softly, gently grabbing his crotch. “You want this?” “Yes, sir,” I whispered with shaky breath. “Come here.” I approached him, still looking at his bulge. “Look at me.” I obeyed, knowing that he could see the look of desire and terror in my eyes. “Now get on your knees. “ I dropped down and his bulge was directly in front of my face. I leaned toward it and he said “Don’t move.” He started rubbing his crotch and his bulge immediately started getting bigger, just a few inches from my face. Teasing me. My eyes were locked onto it. I didn’t move. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down a few inches. I could see the thickening shaft of his cock in his briefs. He squeezed it and rubbed it. I kept getting thicker. My breath hitched. “What’s this?” He said, giving it another squeeze. He spoke quietly, his voice deep and very masculine. “A big beautiful cock,” I whispered. “Fuck yeah, boy,” he said. “Your cock anywhere near this big?” “NO sir!” “Yeah, I know. I can tell right now how small it is.” His words were slow and deliberate. He was in complete control and he knew it. I didn’t move, I just knelt there in front of him, my eyes on the outline of his cock, hands at my sides, awaiting his next orders. “You wanna see what a REAL man’s cock looks like?” “YES sir!” I whispered loudly, with no attempt to hide the desperation in my voice. “Please let me see your big dick, sir!” He pulled his briefs down enough to let his thick, beautiful cock swung out, just a couple inches from my mouth. It was almost all the way hard. I let out a gasp. I resisted the urge to just attack it and suck like crazy. Instead, I started to move my face toward it to see if he’d let me keep going. “No. Stay there.” He grabbed it and started stroking. It was fully hard now and I could see precum already glistening on the tip. He stroked it with long, smooth strokes. Up and down the shaft. Up and down. Then he started to work on me. “Yeah, take a goooood look at that big dick, boy.” Stroke. Stroke. “You’ll NEVER have a cock like this.” Stroke. Stroke. I was mesmerized by the big uncut dick right in front of me. “You’re stuck with that worthless little baby dick.” Oh, fuck....here we go. Do it, stud. Hurt me. “You know that, don’t you boy?” “Yes Sir,” I whispered weakly. Everything he said hit me like a slug in the gut. He spoke very quietly, knowing his words were crushing me. “Yeah, boy. Your pathetic little cock can never compare to this.” Stroke. Stroke. “That’s why your boyfriend comes here...he needs a REAL man to fuck him.” Oof! That one literally knocked the wind out of me—I could hardly breathe. I started shaking and almost doubled over. He chuckled. “You know that, don’t you boy?” “Y-yes...Sir...” I managed to get out, in a barely audible whisper. I was almost hyperventilating. Stroke. Stroke. “That’s right. Your boyfriend comes here when he needs a man who can satisfy him.” That felt like a kick to the stomach. It was mean. It was abusive. And it was true. Stroke. Stroke. “Right, boy?” “Yes, Sir.” Stroke. Stroke. “That’s right. Your boyfriend leaves you and comes here when he needs MY big cock inside him.” Stroke. Stroke. He was relentless. “And you know he thinks about me fucking him whenever he jerks off, right, boy?” Another verbal gut-punch. “Yes sir.” “Because I have the kind of cock your boyfriend needs to satisfy him.” “Yes sir.” Then he moved in for the kill. “Because you can’t.” That one hit me like a kick in the balls. My eyes rolled back and I felt dizzy, like I’d just done a hit of strong poppers. I was having trouble breathing. “You know that boy?” “Yes...s-sir......” I whispered meekly. “That’s right. Your boyfriend needs me because you can’t satisfy him. Right, boy?” “Yes sir.” “Look at me and say it.” I looked up at him. Was he serious? “Say it,” he said more firmly. Oh, fuck... “My boyfriend...” “Yes?” “My boyfriend needs your cock, Sir.” “Fuck yeah, he does. Tell me why.” “Be...Because I can’t...satisfy....him....” I felt myself getting weaker and weaker. “That’s right. And why does he come to me?” “Because he needs a real man to fuck him.” “Good boy. It’s good that you know your place. Open your mouth.” Finally! I couldn’t have taken much more torture while being deprived of worshiping his massive cock. I opened my mouth wide, waiting for him to fill my mouth and throat. He said, “Stick out your tongue.” He squeezed his cock and, holy shit, look at all that precum gushing out. He positioned the tip right over my tongue and used it to wipe the precum off. I slurped it into my mouth and tasted it. Mmm... “Open up.” He slid his cock into my mouth as far as it could go, about halfway. I sucked on it hungrily, but couldn’t deep throat it. It was just too big. “Yeah, SUCK that big dick, boy.” He grabbed the back of my head and tried to force his cock down my throat. I gagged but he kept forcing it. Finally I choked and reflexively pulled back off it. Tears were running down my cheeks. “Too much for you, huh boy? Too bad no one will ever have that problem with you. No one will ever choke on that worthless little pindick.” “Yes sir.” I sucked on him as deep as I could. After a couple minutes he pulled out of my mouth and said “It’s nice, isn’t it?” “Yes sir! Fucking big beautiful stud cock!” “You want this inside you?” “Fuck yeah sir!” “Good little bitch. Get the money. Go in the bedroom and wait on the bed. Now.” He walked out of the room and I did as I was told. After a couple minutes he came in with a camera, started it recording and set it on the nightstand pointed at me. “Get on your hands and knees.” I obeyed. He was standing next to the bed, his cock directly in front of my face. The camera was about 3 feet away, recording only my face and his massive cock. I started sucking on it and he grabbed my head and turned it so I was looking at the camera while sucking him. I thought dimly, Oh fuck. He could totally blackmail me with this video! But I wanted him to have that power over me. I put on a show for the camera, passionately worshiping his thick hard cock, slurping up and down the entire length. “Good boy. You like that dick?” “I fuckin’ LOVE this big beautiful dick, sir!” “Yeah? And who needs this big dick more than you?” “My boyfriend needs this big dick, sir.” “What does he need?” “He needs this cock inside him.” “Why?” “He needs to get fucked by a real man, sir.” “That’s right, slut. Tell me why.” “Because I can’t satisfy him.” “Right. Because you’re a fuckin’ worthless pussy.” “Yes sir.” “Look into the camera and say it.” “I’m a fuckin’ worthless pussy with a small dick. My boyfriend needs your cock inside him. He needs a real man. You’re the stud who can give him what he needs, sir.” Now he REALLY had blackmail material on me. No turning back. I was totally humiliated on camera. He owned me now. “Good boy. Get that money.” I reached over and picked up the three hundreds off the bed, holding them in clear view of the camera. He didn’t take them. “What’s that for?” “For the privilege of worshiping your big beautiful cock, sir.” “And what else?” “To pay you to fuck my boyfriend the way he needs to get fucked.” “Good boy.” That was the answer he was looking for. He reached down and, one by one, pulled the bills from me. I felt weaker and weaker. He turned and put the bills on his dresser. “Thank you, Sir.” Somehow it felt right to thank him for completely fucking me over and humiliating me on camera. “That’s a good little bitch. Turn around.” I turned and arched my back to give him my ass, lowering to my elbows for a more submissive angle. He tossed a bottle of poppers in front of me on the bed. I took three big hits off the bottle as he lubed up, then felt him slapping that massive cock against my ass. I heard him turn the camera to record him fucking me, then felt his cock head press against my hole. Oh, fuck...here we go... The poppers kicked in and my ass yielded, just as he began to enter me. He grabbed my hips and slowly slid his big cock all the way inside me, stretching me, filling me all the way up. I surrendered my body to him—my body was his now. He began to pump in and out. “Ohhhh god,” I moaned. “SO fucking big...” Big, and thick. Painfully big and thick. And rock hard. It hurt—I wasn’t stretched out enough yet—but somehow the pain didn’t bother me. It wasn’t my body any more, he owned it, so the pain didn’t really belong to me. I let go and relished the pain as he began fucking me harder. “How’s that big dick feel, boy?” “It feels fucking GREAT, sir!” “Yeah? You like my cock inside your pussy ass?” “Fuck yeah! Please fuck me, sir!” He tightened his grip on my hips and began pounding me harder. The pain, which had begun to subside, flashed through me again. I let it. He began to work up a good rhythm and I felt his skin slapping against mine as he drilled me deep. The pain subsided as he stretched my hole open. I began to moan with each stroke: “uh....uh...uh....” I was delirious with pleasure and submission. I thought about the control he had over me: In less than two hours, he made me leave work and come to his house; degraded and emasculated me; made me humiliate myself on video; taken my money; and now I was on all fours, moaning as he fucked me doggy style with his massive cock. And then he delivered the coup de grace. “This is how your boyfriend likes it.” “OH FUCK!” I shouted. Somewhere deep inside me, I felt the last tattered shred of my masculinity ripped away. In my head was the image of my gorgeous boyfriend, on all fours, his beautiful round ass in the air, moaning like crazy with that massive, thick, rock-hard, raw cock pounding him. My eyes rolled back in my head. I was crushed. Wrecked. Destroyed. Because that’s exactly how my boyfriend likes it. “Ohhhhhhhhh,” I moaned. He was pounding me full-force now. “You know that, don’t you boy?” “YES SIR! Fuck yeah! You’re a fuckin’ stud!” “Yeah, your boyfriend is my bitch! His ass belongs to me. He’ll do anything I say! Right, boy?” “Yes sir! My boyfriend is your bitch! You own his ass sir!” “That’s right! Now TAKE that big dick, you worthless fuckin’ pussy!” “Fuck yeah sir! I am SUCH a fuckin’ pussy! RAPE my worthless faggot ass!” His fucking intensified. My body bounced back and forth. It felt like he was fucking me within an inch of my life. “You want my big load, bitch?” “YES SIR! Please fuck your load deep inside me!” I felt his cock swelling up even thicker. He grabbed my hips with an iron grip. “NNNNGGGGGG!!!” he shouted as I felt his cum gush into me. He slammed his cock into me a few more times, then pulled hard on me, forcing him cock as deep into me as he possibly could, and held me there. I felt it pulsing inside me as his hot load filled me up. My own cock erupted and I started shooting cum all over his bed. “Feel it pumping inside you?” “Ohhhh yeah.... Fuck yeah.....” I could feel the warmth of his cum filling me up. My own orgasm was wracking my body. “Good boy.” He relaxed his grip and pumped me a few more times, catching his breath, then pushed all the way back in. “Now squeeze.” I moaned, and squeezed his cock as hard as I could. Slowly he pulled out as I squeezed the last of his load from his cock into my ass. I felt his cock pulse a couple more times. He pulled all the way out and I collapsed on the bed. I was totally spent. He walked to the other side of the room, picked up a small towel and wiped his cock off with it, then tossed it at me. I did my best to clean my cum off his bed, then wiped up the cum and lube dripping out of my hole. He took the towel from me and I tried to get up, but couldn’t summon the energy. I flopped onto my back and lay there, still panting. I watched numbly as he put his underwear and a pair of sweat pants on. Finally he turned to me and said, “Now get the fuck out.” With his command my energy came back. I hopped off the bed and was dressed and ready to leave in about two minutes. He was holding the door open for me; it wasn’t polite, it was I’m done with you, faggot. As I walked out the door, he looked at me with a cocky little smile. I said, “See you.” He didn’t say a word. I drove home, feeling his cum in my ass the whole way. Man, that was the best $300 I ever spent. I never saw him again. I texted him a month or so after that, but he told me to fuck off, that he had a boyfriend and to lose his number. Hopefully I’ll see him around somewhere, just to get that shudder through my body when he looks at me. He’ll probably ignore me, but maybe, just maybe, he’ll give me that same cocky little smile one more time...

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 partner and I have been together for 21 years - and we are not still together just because it's comfortable or it would be too difficult to divide community property or that sort of bull - we are still together because we both actively wish to be. He is a total top, and I mostly top - and from our second date we've had an open sexual relationship. He knew my libido was more active than his, and he also knew that my tastes in men were broader and my range of sexual activities far wider than his. We've enjoyed three-ways together, group sex and sex parties together and have each played alone many times when the other is not available (he works nights - including Fri & Sats, I work days...). We never play apart when the other is available and don't take away from our time with each other. Since he has almost always been busy working Friday and Saturday nights since we got together, I have played either one or both nights on a weekend most weekends for these past 21 years. He's actually happy I'm not sitting home bored, and knows that I'm not seeking any other emotional relationships. He's also a voyeur type (not my thing) and I an exhibitionist, so even when we go to sex parties together, he usually shoots in 15-20 minutes then watches while I play for another couple of hours (and he maybe reloads). It has worked for us, but you neither partner can have a jealousy issue!