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Part 3 I woke up before Craig did. I got up and looked down at his sexy body, then headed to the bathroom for a shower. My mind was spinning from meeting these 2 different hot men in the space of 2 weeks. It did feel like I had met Frank for the first time, since our situations were so different from 20 years ago. I got dressed and went into the kitchen to fix breakfast. My mind was racing the whole time. I thought of how much fun I had with Craig last night, and of the things he had said. Is he poz? He said he only fucked bare, and that seemed to be the reason he didn't even try to fuck me last night. That whole line of thought was strangely arousing to me. He also said he had a hot guy. Does that mean he's in a relationship? If so, it didn't stop him from hooking up with me. Then my mind went back to Frank. I had been thinking of him for 2 weeks now- thinking of him and lusting after him. That thick veiny uncut cock that pulsed so hard when he shot his load had been almost an obsession. Was he going to call like he said? Would I see that cock again, touch it again, maybe more. I couldn't help but wonder how that pulsing cock would feel inside my hole. But why did he react the way he did after he shot his load? I heard a yawn behind me, and Craig was there putting his arms around me. "Good morning white boy," he said with that sexy little chuckle of his. "I hope you had fun last night." "I had a blast!" I turned around for a kiss. "I know you had a blast babe- the blast was in me remember?" He winked at me. "OK if I grab a shower?" "Of course. Breakfast will be done when you come out." He trotted into the bathroom. As soon as he closed the door my phone rang. "Hello." "Hey Jeff, good morning. This is Frank." "Oh hi! How are you?" My heart started beating faster. "Jeff, I'm sorry I didn't call before. I've had a lot of things to deal with back home and here at the house. I've been thinking about you though." "I've been thinking about you too. I'm so happy you called." "Oh good. Listen, I want to see you again very soon. You're probably working tomorrow, right?" "Frank, I'm pretty much my own boss. I can take a day off no problem." "Nice! Come over anytime tomorrow. We have some things to talk about." "Oh? That sounds a little serious." "Well, life is serious. Or it can be. Let's just say I need us to be clear about things, about our relationship. I'd love for us to spend a lot of time together, but we need to lay our cards on the table." I heard the shower turn off. "OK Frank. It's good to be clear about things, I agree. I'll see you tomorrow." "Great Jeff. Bye for now." "Bye." Craig appeared in the kitchen wearing the same clothes he had on last night, of course. "Something smells good!" put breakfast on the table and poured us both some coffee. We dug right in. That workout last night made us hungry. "Hey, can you still take me over to pick up my luggage?" "Of course. Let's head right over." I parked across the street from the station. "I'll be right back," Craig said. He sprinted across the street. I watched that ass that was full of my cum. 2 minutes later He stepped out the door. He stopped all of a sudden and pulled a cell phone out of his pocket. He stood there smiling and talking, laughing, nodding, talking some more. He looked at me and waved. The call finished and he trotted back to the car. I got out an opened the hatch, but he didn't put his bags in. "Hey Jeff, thanks for everything. I was going to ask you to drop me somewhere, but I have errands to run and I'll be getting a ride later. But I want to see you again- are you free for dinner tonight?" "Sure I am. You want to meet me at the bar or at my place?" "Let's meet at the bar. I want to pick you up again. I love getting lucky like that!" He laughed out loud and so did I. "You sure I can't take you somewhere?" I asked. But he said everything was all arranged. We hugged, and he planted a deep kiss on me. His hands reached down and squeezed my ass. He winked at me, picked up his bags, and headed down the street. I stood there blushing like a teenager. I spent all day doing housework and getting some work things in order, clearing things up for my unplanned day off. The time flew. I had so much to think about. Things like this just didn't happen to me. I sat down and turned on the TV, but I have no idea what was on. It was just noise while I had a thousand thoughts tumbling around. The mysterious Frank- what exactly did we need to have clear between us. He seemed really interested in some kind of relationship, but what did he mean by that? What was I looking for? I would love at least a friendship, but had to admit the idea of more than that really appealed to me. Then there was Craig. These thoughts were even harder to deal with. I was pretty sure he was poz. Maybe that should concern me more than it seemed to. I looked back on my sexual activities over the last few years. I had been with a few men, but not that many. I had fucked and been fucked by almost all of them. When was the last time I actually played safe though? I couldn't even remember. I had been looking around on hook-up sights online, like almost every gay man did, I assumed. I had to admit I had seen some poz guys who had turned me on. I had even chatted with some. If I was truly honest with myself, I had to admit to spending time on sites dedicated to barebacking, and watched my share of bareback porn. Hell, I had even read some stories that involved deliberate pozzing and what they called bug chasing. Then I imagined the reverse of what happened last night- with Craig fucking me bare instead of me fucking him bare. Did I want that? Did I want him to shoot his poz cum inside me? I realized my dick was rock hard- was that my answer? If anyone asked me if I would knowingly, willingly take a poz load up my ass, I would quickly say no. But If I asked myself, I seemed to answer differently. I could believe I was having these thoughts. But it felt right somehow. It seemed like something I would not say no to. Maybe I would even ask for it. I looked up at the clock and saw it was time to head for the bar. I got inside the bar and saw Craig sitting down at the end of the bar in the same place he was before. I sat a few seats away, pretending like I hadn't seen him. I looked his way and he flashed me that sexy smile. I kept a straight face, looked at him, and let my hand slowly drop to my crotch and rubbed my dick and gave him a nod. He laughed right out loud and moved down to the seat next to me. "You come here often, white boy? Can I but you a drink?" "Actually, I want to be sober tonight. I'm horny as hell and I want you home in my bed." "Damn! I love a man who knows what he wants and goes for it." "You have no idea. Ready to go?" His eyes widened in surprise, and he paid for his drink and we headed for the door. We got back to my apartment, and as soon as the door was shut I grabbed him. I gave him a deep, hungry kiss and said, "You said you liked white cock and white ass. You got my white cock last night, tonight you can have my white ass if you want it." Part 4 coming soon.

I hadn't expected to have an addition to this story so quickly. But I got a text from Walt late this morning. He said he was working this afternoon, but his Army buddy, Ben, had enjoyed fucking me yesterday. Ben would be at Walt's condo, all alone for the afternoon, while Walt was at work. He gave me Ben's cell number and told me to set something up with Ben, if I wanted to service him again. He said, "You'll be doing me a favor to help keep Ben occupied. LOL". "LOL"? Seriously? Studly, straight, masculine, rough, big black dicked, Walt was using "LOL" in a text??? I had to laugh about that one. It seemed so out of character. I immediately sent Ben a text that I could be there anytime this afternoon. Just name the time, and I'd be there. An hour went by, and I hadn't received a reply from Ben. So, I'm not sure if he got the text? If he was still interested? Or had chickened out? Afterall, if they're telling me the truth, I was the first guy that sucked Ben off or that he's fucked. From all I could tell, that seemed to be true. But, I'd douched and showered to be ready if/or when Ben got back to me. Finally, about noon, I got a text from Ben. "That was kind of weird, but kind of fun yesterday. I'd fuck you again if you want? Call me". I called Ben back and we arranged for me to come over. He was going to shower and I'd be there within the hour. Ben answered the door, looking hot as ever. He was wearing baggy basketball shorts and a tee-shirt. Bare feet. He was HOT! I came inside the condo and he led me down the hall to Antone's old bedroom, that was now Ben's guest room. "I thought it might be a bit easier in here than on the couch, like yesterday", he said as we entered the bedroom. It was sort of funny, because I could sense and hear the nervousness in this hulking Army Master Sergeant's voice as he spoke. His body and his facial expressions also exposed his nervousness. We both stood there for a moment, feeling kind of awkward. I finally thought, even though I'm the sub here, I'd better take the lead for a bit to get this started. I began to undress. Then shortly Ben began to lift off his tee-shirt. I had fully undressed, when I looked over at him to just find him standing there with still his basketball shorts on. He was looking a bit apprehensive. So, I walked over to him and dropped to my knees. I pulled his shorts down to expose his cock. It stood there hanging limp, before me. I leaned forward and took his cock head into my mouth and began to suck. I sucked for several minutes and it didn't seem to be growing much at all. I pulled his shorts all the way off of him and he stepped out of them. Then I told him to go sit on the edge of the bed. I crawled over to where he was sitting on the bed and again took his cock into my mouth. After sucking for a few moments, I asked him to lay back. He did, and I lifted his legs. I sucked and licked his massive balls as I stroked his still soft penis. then I licked underneath his balls, lifting his legs as I licked there. He let out a soft moan when I licked under his balls. Then I licked lower and licked up and down between his asshole and balls. His moans got a bit louder. Then I lifted his legs further and licked around his asshole. "Oh, fuck", he said softly. Now I really went to town, licking, kissing and tongue fucking his virgin, black asshole. "God Damn!", "Fuck", he'd say softly, almost under his breath. "Has anyone licked your ass before, dude?", I asked as I came up for a breath. "Fuck, no!", he replied. He was now squirming on my face and I was making love to his asshole. The idea that I was not only just the first guy to blow him and give my ass to him, but I was the first person, ever, to lick and eat his beautiful ass was a huge turn on. I had this handsome, masculine, Army Sergeant, naked, on his back, his legs in the air, grinding his ass on my face, whimpering, moaning and groaning as I tongue fucked his virgin asshole. I was really fuckin' turned on by that idea. All of a sudden he flipped over and got onto his knees on the edge of the bed. I squatted behind him and again buried my face in his ass. Lapping at his hole. Taking stabs inside it with my tongue. Then he climbed off the bed and said, "Ok. I've got to fuck you, now. Get on the bed. My black dick's gonna destroy that white pussy of yours. Show me that cunt". I grabbed the lube and poppers from my pant's pocket that laid on the floor. I climbed on the bed and knelt on the edge of the bed. My ass up for him. I took several deep drags of poppers as he lubed up his 9" BBC and squeezed some lube on my hole. "Take it slow at first, please. I haven't been loosened up, yet". "You'll take it the way I give it to you, Bitch! I'm in charge, here. This is my show, here. You're nothin but a dirty cunt for me to use. Fuckin' whore needs a good pounding from my straight, black dick", he barked as he repeatedly slapped his rock hard 9" black cock against my asshole. I'm still sniffing my poppers. I know he's going to be rough. Sure enough, he put his swollen, mushroomed cockhead to my hole and pushed it inside. Not slow, but in one, quick, stab into me. I let out a loud gasp as my ass was filled with his giant cock. "More lube! More lube!", I'm crying as he immediately began to pound my ass. "More lube, please. It's hurting!". Thankfully, he showed some compassion and squeezed some more lube on his cock as it's sliding in and out of my hole. It helped. Plus, I'm sniffing non-stop on the bottle of poppers. Thank God, it's a new and potent bottle. My ass is thankfully beginning to relax and it's starting to feel good. He's one rough top. And he seems to get some pleasure in knowing that it was hurting me. But now I'm moaning, "Oh, yes! Oh, my God, yes! Fuck me. Fuck my white pussy. I love your black dick in me. Fuck me with your straight, black dick". Ben continues to fuck me fast, hard and deep. Each thrust he takes into me, pushes the breath out of my lungs. The bedframe is squeaking and pounding against the wall. Both he and I are grunting and panting. I'm sure that Walt's neighbors on both sides as well as above and below could hear the fucking going on. Soon, he had pushed me further up onto the bed. He had crawled up behind me and had me tightly held around the waist as he continued to assault my ass with his monster cock. I could feel that I needed more lube. I asked him to put more lube on. But, he just pulled out of me. Spit on my hole a couple of times, then rammed back into me. It helped. I took more drags on the poppers and the pain subsided again. About 10 minutes of intense pounding finally paid off in a huge load being deposited deep in my gut. He growled, grunted and swore as his cock emptied his balls inside me. "FUCK! God Damned Whore! You like this? This what you wanted, Bitch? Fuck!", he yelled as his body shook in orgasm. He was still slamming into me, but the speed was slowing. His orgasm set off mine. I was shuddering myself in multiple orgasm, now. I'm not sure I've had an orgasm this intense in a very long time? Finally, he collapsed on top of me. Pulling me down to the mattress along with him and onto our sides. He was spooned behind me, but his cock still fully buried inside me. I was gently squeezing my hole on his cock as it slowly softened inside me. Milking every last drop from his cock as we were both trying to catch our breaths. He showed just a moment of tenderness as he spooned behind me, his cock still in me and his hot breath hitting the back of my neck. He (unconsciously, I think), softly stroked my arm with his hand as we laid there recovering from that amazing fuck. I think he realized he was being affectionate and quickly pulled out of me in one quick motion. DAMN! I was loving the feel of his hunk of a guy, holding onto me, gently stroking my arm and feeling his chest pressed against my back. But, the "Straight" in him had returned and he quickly pulled his cock from my ass, jumped off the bed and headed for the bathroom to clean off. As I dressed I head the shower down the hall being turned on and the shower curtain closing. Ben was still showering as I was ready to leave. "Thanks, Ben!", I shouted. "I'm leaving now. That was fun! Take care". No response. I don't know if he heard me? Or if he was just ignoring me. I left the condo and drove home. Very content to have had another great fuck with this handsome and hung Army guy. As I sit here typing this out, his cum is soaking my shorts and seat cushion. I can tell it was a big load.

I don't know why I'm changing the names in this story because no one was innocent. Not even me. 1994 I don't like traveling or airports or really anything that breaks up my routine and puts me in a situation where I could face something unfamiliar. But life had already rocked my world when both my parents dies within a year of each other. I'd graduated college, was working and living on my own in a nifty little apartment in a semi-big city. I was 23 and was slowly coming to terms with the harsh fact that I was gay. I'd known it all along, but the realization that it was a permanent state was hard to cope with. So I didn't. I just put it aside and went on with living life. Sure, I beat-off to a few overplayed gay porn videos I'd rented from the seedy little store around the corner, but I didn't dare move beyond the realm of fantasy. Things were fine just the way they were. But then my sister called and asked me to come take a trip with her. She was the first-born and 14 years older than me. She had a really important security job in Washington D.C. and was pretty rich I guess. She had a lot of rich friends too. One of them owned a condo on a North Carolina beach and had offered her up to her for a week during that Summer. My sister "Beth" and I weren't particularly close -- mainly because of the age difference and also because she was a total bitch. I searched my brain files for an excuse to not join her, but couldn't come up with anything believable. She was in security and could detect a lie from twenty paces. So a month later I took a flight to D.C. and stayed the night there in her impressive house. The next morning we drove all the way down to North Carolina. It wasn't a short drive but it was also not unbearably long. We talked about work stuff and safe topics like two strangers would normally do. Once I saw the condo, my spirits brightened considerably. It was gorgeous... three stories tall and surrounded by huge stretches of clean sand and ocean. I'd never seen the ocean in person before and was eager to go get a closer look. We unpacked fast and I told Beth I had to go down and see the Atlantic in person, so to speak. The waves were louder than I would have imagined, and the water was more green than blue. And the beach was completely empty -- maybe because of the time. It was after 7pm and the sun was headed for another part of the globe. I just plopped down in the sand and took it all in. Then two things happened: a really loud explosion came from the North, and a handful of gorgeous men came jogging by at the water's edge. They all had super short haircuts and they were all muscular as hell. And then another one passed. And another. More explosions and more hot men. After I'd gone back to the condo, I mentioned the booming explosions to my sister. She reported that there was a marine base near by. Oh. Well that answered the other question I hadn't asked yet. I was here on a beautiful beach with a bunch of hot, fit, young men. Lucky! We ate a simple dinner in the kitchen with the TV on. Beth had the next day already planned out and it was going to start early. She was already up past her regular bedtime and headed upstairs to sleep. I stayed alone in front of the TV for an hour until I was sure she was in a deep slumber. I was pretty exhausted from traveling and I knew she was too. I maybe stayed sitting for another ten minutes before going to clean up and change clothes. Why? I was going to sneak back to the beach. I just had to. Once I'd spiffed up a bit and dressed, I noticed a liquor bottle on the dresser. The liquid inside was brown. I really knew nothing about drinking back then except that it was good for calming the nerves. It was boozed belonging to a rich person so it had to be good, right? The first sip wasn't too bad, but hit my stomach like a freakin' atomic bomb. I took another pull from the bottle and then another. It was so much less hash by then. Like soda pop almost. One more sip and I was ready to go. I slipped silently out the door and made my way toward the water which was just as loud as it was earlier and I heard boisterous male voices. I could also hear an internal ringing noise -- a kind of non-sound that I attributed to the brown booze. I wasn't drunk or anything, just very excited. Well the beach had been deserted before sundown, but it wasn't now. I saw around six bonfires and assorted lights up and down the beach. The first bonfire I came upon had been abandoned and was gradually dying. There was half a six-pack in front of the fading embers. Just as I was thinking about opening one, dizziness hit me and I had to lie back in the sand. The stars were amazing! I forgot everything else and thought about how nice sleep would feel Yeah. A short snooze and I'd go back...there'd be plenty more men to look at tomorrow. I closed my eyes. "You missed curfew, kid". a deep voice said. Somebody was standing over me. A man. Had I sleeping? I didn't think I had been, but it took me a second to sit up and shake myself back to reality. The fire was still burning as I looked up to see a certified actual marine. Even in the flickering light I could see the telltale haircut. He wasn't as chiseled as some of the dudes I'd seen earlier, but he was tall and as thick as a tree trunk. 'Yeah", I answered back, "I'm about six years late for curfew". "Oh, Sorry. You just look like a teenager". "It's OK. I'm used to it". He dropped down to sit beside me. He reached over and took one of the beers that were discarded there. He handed it to me and then took the next one for himself. I popped it and took a greedy gulp because I was pretty dehydrated. Also a little chilly. The night had gotten cooler and the breeze had a bit of a bite to it. "You partying alone?" He sounded drunk. "Yeah, I guess you could say that". "I did say that, " he chuckled and then stretched out his super-long legs to warm his toes by the fire. Behind me, I was somewhat aware that lights were being slowly snuffed out up the beach. "What about you?", I inquired. a pause "I was WAS at a party, but it wasn't too much fun. Nobody really wanted me there. I could tell. I got sort of a reputation these days". "Why?" He stretched out his left arm and showed me the midget band-aid on his inner forearm where people usually get blood drawn. another pause "Drug test?" i ventured, knowing a little something about the military from a ROTC college roommate I had. "Yeah. But more like a general test for anything to get you kicked out." "Like what?" (I can be so clueless sometimes) "Like DISEASE, kid. Like AIDS", he answered. "Are you sure?" I looked him in the face for the first time. He wasn't what you'd call classically handsome. He had what I'd always thought of a 'fish face' and there were a few acne scars on his cheek that looked deeper in this light than they probably were. "Pretty sure. There's so many damn hookers in this state. If you pay more, you don't gotta use a condom to fuck 'em. I ended up paying anyway. Clinic in town already done told me a month ago". "Sorry". "Me too". We split the last beer and sat in silence for a bit. He looked around...focusing on something over my shoulder. I turned around too and saw only a moonlit beach. We were alone out here. "Let's take a walk," he said standing up. I was in the middle of a hundred thoughts when he reached down and pulled me up. I followed him as he lumbered away. It wasn't so much of a walk as it was a march. We kept going until we were in a little rocky cove right up next to the water. There was still sand here, but also mud and no light beyond what the half-moon offered. How in the hell would I find my way back? He stopped abruptly. "Here", he said with drunken sureness. "Here what?", I wondered. That's when his big hands pushed me down on the sand/mud. I was aware that the wind was knocked out of my lungs at the same time I was aware that the subtle ringing in my ears had started again. Then his giant shadow blocked out all light and I felt a soft something on my lips. It felt soft at least, but when I reached up to brush it away I touched his very hard penis. Holy shit! No way! He wanted me to put that in my mouth. The ocean roared louder. I was about to protest but he had worked into my throat quickly. I gagged and almost vomited before he pulled back a little. "Relax, bitch". He wiped the head of his wet dick across my eyes, cheek and forehead. I involuntarily moaned and he did it again. "You like that, little girl?" Girl? This guy was wasted. He started poking his meat into my right eye...harder and harder. Probably knocked out a contact lens. "OW!" I yelped. "Sorry, baby. Let me make it up to you". That's when he stumbled to his feet and adjusted himself a little. For no reason I had a sudden thought about jellyfish. They could sting you with their legs and put venom under your skin. Then I felt his full weight on top of me. He worked my shorts and underwear down with one hand. Was I even really here? This was not possible. My legs were crazily spread in the air as that slimy dick went right toward my own private butthole. Seriously? I didn't agree to that. No. This was not okay. If I screamed loud enough, somebody would come help. The planned scream got strangled by a cry as he plowed that marine meat deep inside me. "NO! NO! NO!" I yelled in pain. "Shut the fuck up, you fucking whore or I'll bust the teeth out of your mouth". Well I was being fucked just like I'd seen in all those porn movies I'd watched. It couldn't last that long. I just had to wait it out until he pulled out and ejaculated on my chest. That was how it worked. Right? But he broke the rules and started heaving, bucking and gasping as he shot that load directly into my insides. And then he was still. We stayed like that for a good minute or two. Just breathing and recovering. He pulled me up again and led me back to where he'd found me. That small fire had died already, but at least I could now see the condo lights again. It really couldn't be too late at night, could it? Maybe midnight, but no later than that. In what bit of light we had, he pulled off the little bandage from his arm and handed it to me. "Put this in your scrapbook". And then he was gone.

"Get up on the couch, pig", Daddy ordered. "On your back, with your sweet boihole right up on the edge...yeah just like that." The hungry tweaked up sub pig was off the floor and in position on the couch before daddy had even finished instructing him. Damn was he eager! I knew that he meant he wanted Daddy's tongue back in his chemmed up hole when he said he wanted Daddy back in him, but he was going to get a lot more than just that fantastic wet tongue inside that pig cunt. Daddy wet the first 2 fingers on his hand, dipped them into the nearest bag of crystals then began circling those two coated fingers around the lips of the boy's greedy hole, who started moaning immediately and squirming on the couch. "Oohhh, Daddy! That feels so fucking good! Please Sir, slide your fingers back inside, give me more tina in my hole, eat me out with your fucking tongue!! Ooohhhhh!!" "Hold still boi, stop squirming", Daddy commanded in a soft but insistent voice. "Your hole is so hot you fucking little pig! And so hungry too, ain't it?" "OMG YES! SO hungry daddy!" "What's it hungry for boi? What does my little sub pig's hole needing?" "I don't care! Your fingers, your tongue...it doesn't matter. Please, Daddy! It feels so empty. Please fill it back up!" Daddy wet 3 fingers on his other hand, coated them with crystal and slid them just inside the wet puckering virgin hole. Trevor bucked up against the total of 5 fingers now just inside the ring of his boihole, eager to feel his young mancunt full. Daddy gave me a slight nod and looked at the almost-fully loaded pipe laying next to me. I understood what he wanted. I picked up the pipe and lighting the flame beneath it began heating up the sweet drug inside. Even with daddy's fingers in his needy hole the boi heard the flick of the lighter and turned his black dilated eyes to me, the hunger in them burning into my eyes. I smiled at him as I began rolling the bowl back and forth. "You want some more of this, pig?" I asked. "If you take some more nice big hits, I bet that will convince Daddy to give you what your pig pussy wants." "Yes, yes, Please! I need more smoke. I need Daddy taking care of my hole...Please!" He reached out his hand for the pipe as I gave it to him. "I'll take care of the fire, boi...all you have to do is suck. And I know you're good at that!" Trevor set his full beautiful young lips around the stem of the pipe and began inhaling the smoke swirling inside the bulb. "That's it, boi", Daddy encouraged softly and seductively. "Show Daddy how hungry you are. How much you want to please him by giving yourself to him and Tina. Damn you love that smoke doncha boi?!" Trevor mumbled around the pipe as he took a little more in and held it as I pulled the pipe away. "Now!" I commanded and he exhaled, sending out a dick-hardening huge white cloud of smoke that made me and daddy both moan. "Another one, pig!" Daddy said as I slipped the pipe back between his lips. "Suck on that pipe while Daddy takes care of your sweet perfect cherry hole." Trevor spread his legs wider at that as he continued sucking the glass cock. I watched as Daddy grabbed the 6 inch dildo off of the table, coating it with a good helping of Tina and teased the pig's convulsing hole with the head of it. The boi moaned around the pipe as Daddy whispered darkly, "Gonna give you something for that hungry hole boi. But this is just to get you ready for what you really want. You don't even know how much more you're going to want soon. Here it comes, pig. Enjoy!" And with that Daddy shoved the dildo into the hot tight hole of his sub pig bottom boi and the moans of pain and surprise echoed off the walls!

His name is Aiden and he just turned 18. Becoming 18 was very special for this blond hot twink, because now he could finally go visit the nearest gay sex sauna. He was having dreams about it since a slightly older friend told him about it when he was 17. Aiden wasn't unexperienced with sex anymore so he had a hard-on by only thinking how many 'naked' boys and men he would see. He waited until this weekend because today the entrance was free for boys under 23, and he was hoping that lots of them would come. The location was only 6 tramstops from his house so with 20 minutes he was entering 'his dream'. A guy behind the counter greeted him and supplied him with everything he needed and even supplied him with some explanation before leading him to the locker room. Aiden stripped naked as fast as he could showing his athletic body 6-pack and a big hard cock. He put his stuff in his locker and put a towel around his waist. When he walked into the sauna area he could see some boys and man standing around. He looked around and saw one off the hottest guys he had ever seen: around 20 y/o, dark hair and a ripped muscular tanned body. Their eyes locked and before he knew it the boy came up to him and said 'You are hot! follow me'. Still dazed he grab his hand and of they went to the cabin area. The boy openend the door and let Aiden in. When the door closed Aiden heard a dark voice saying 'Hello boys'. Aiden saw a beautiful muscular black guy from around 35 y/o lying on the bad. He stuttered 'H..el..l..o' back. 'This is my daddy' the other boy said. 'YOUR DAD?' Aiden replied. 'No! My daddy...' said the boy and explained what this means. Aiden listened to the boy. 'My name is Marco and before i can go off with a boy i like i have to show him to daddy'. 'Okay! and am i allright' Aiden answered. 'I have to inspect you first' daddy said. After saying this Marco yanked off Aiden's towel with one fast hand movement and pushed him closer to daddy while whispering 'Relax.... You'll love this'. With one swoop daddies muscular arm grabbed him and tossed him on the bed. Marco climbed on the bed and placed him behind Aiden started to massage his neck. Aiden froze and didn't know what would happen next. Daddy was looking very pleased at Aiden and complimented him on his young hot body. Aiden replied by saying that he also liked the bodies daddy and Marco had. 'I get hard on compliments like that' daddy said and then removing his towel. A 27cm (10 and a half inches) long black cock emerged. 'Lick it' Marco said while pushing Aiden forward. Mesmerised by this huge cock he grab it and started licking. Then he felt Marco's tongue licking his ass. Shivers went down his spine. 'Put it in your mouth' daddy said. Aiden openend wide and started sucking on the head of the thick black cock. Marco slowly put a wet finger inside Aiden's ass. After removing the finger he quickly grab a bag put his finger in and emerged with a finger coated with ice-like crystals. With one movement he drove the finger into Aiden wet hole. Aiden wanted to scream but at that very moment daddy grab his head with two hands and drove his cock deeper in his throat. Aiden felt his arse burning and his throat closing so. Gasping for air he felt a warm sensation going through his body. It made him relax and his throat openend up and he could breath through his nose. 'Yeah! i feel him relaxing. Load his ass up with more Tina' daddy said to Marco. Aiden was feeling so horny that he was sucking on the big black cock and the drool started running out of his mouth making the cock slippery wet. 'Have you ever had something this big in your ass boy?' daddy asked. Aiden shook his head. 'Wanna feel it?'. Aiden took the cock out of his mouth and high on meth said 'Ohw yes please'. 'Then sit on it and see how far you can shove it in your ass' daddy replied. Aiden stood up and lowered him self on the cock while Marco was guiding it in place. Aiden could feel the head of the cock pressing against his hole. Marco stood up and put a bottle under Aiden's nose. 'Inhale deep thru your nose' Marco whispers . After 4 deep inhales Marco started pushing on Aiden's shoulders; Aiden was forced harder an the big dick and in less then a second the ass openend up and Aiden ass accepted the full length of the cock. Aiden unable to scream only gasped. His body started pulsating. Daddy could feel his dick being squeezed as if his cock got milked. Before he knew it he started to cum uncontrolled deep inside Aidens ass.... To be continued!

Not exactly the latest load I gave, but the sleaziest recently. After deciding not to cum for a whole week, my balls were full and I had planned to go fuck some sloppy hole on the following weekend. Saturday night I went to the closest sexclub in the surroundings around 1am. I usually try not to go too early, as things start slowly. I know that after midnight holes are mostly wet, and that's what I enjoy the most. Arriving at the club, I undress. Special orgy night that night. Walking around, I still find several guys cruising when I see a slut on a fuckbench. I can tell he's been taking loads all night. He's waiting for a dick to fuck his hole. I approach and put one, then two fingers in his wet hole, asking how many guys bred him. He doesn't know exactly but probably a dozen. I love this kind of naughty slut, and can't help but pushing my raw dick in his manhole. The feeling is incredible, after a week of abstinence. His hole is loose thanks to all the previous dicks. I can fuck him as hard as I want, he takes it and enjoys it. After riding that boy for a little while I flood him with my cum. Man my load was huge! When i took my dick out, a lot fell on the floor. Luckily the faggot was hungry and cleaned it. No cum wasted! The club was closing, so we moved to the sauna just in front, which is open 24/24 on weekends. Bred him two more times that night, last load given at 6am, and that boy had been taken dicks restlessly all night long. Was a great fuck and experience.

Daddy Max helped Alex get back in the sling, but left the restraints off this time. He put the butt plug away and opened the door again. There were 4 guys hanging around outside waiting. “Come on in guys, and let’s get this party started back up,” he said. The first guy up to the sling was tall and on the thin side, but had a pretty thick cock. He had Alex slide down a little further so his ass was more lined up with his cock. “You got any lube?” he asked. “They usually need it with me.” “I can see why,” Max commented as he handed the guy some lube. He greased his thick cock up and pushed 3 lubed fingers in Alex’s puffy asshole. He probed around with his 3 fingers, greasing the hole up, and stretched his fingers out some. He put his 6.5X6 inch cock up to the lubed hole and slowly pushed all the way in. “Mmmmm, tight, but not too tight. Just the way I like it,” he commented as he started fucking in and out. “Feels fucking great!” Alex stated, almost purring. The thick cock felt really good in his ass. He'd been stretched out enough by all the other cocks that he had no problem at all with this one. “Give me that thick poz cock!” “I haven't cum in 4 days, so you're getting a heavy load of poz cum tonight,” he commented. Daddy Max piped in at that point, “That's what we like to hear.” Now that his hands weren't restrained, Alex reached out beside him where Max was standing and watching and rubbed his hand all over the hairy belly and chest. “You tell him, Daddy Max,” Alex replied. The top kept up a nice easy pace, going all the way in and bringing it out til just the head was left in. Occasionally he’d pull all the way out and shove right back in making Alex grunt, “UNGH!” The 2 guys that were next in line had been watching closely and whispering to each other. They beckoned Daddy Max back to them. One of them leaned in and quietly asked, “Think he’d be up for a double fuck?” They had both already taken their towels off and had erections and were jacking them. Max took a look at both of their cocks, saw that neither one of them was huge, and quietly replied, “I think there’s a good possibility he’d be up for it. Let me handle it.” He gave both of their hard cocks a squeeze and went back to stand by Alex. He was still getting plowed, but you could tell the top had picked up speed. “Oh yeah, bottom boy, getting ready to breed you good. Gonna shoot my toxic load deep inside you; add my poison to what’s already inside you. You ready for it?” “You better believe I’m ready for it. I want it bad. PLEASE BREED ME!” The top plowed Alex’s cunt a few more times, then buried his thick cock balls deep and unloaded his 4 day load of toxic cum. “OH MOTHERFUCK YES!!!” he bellowed, “AARRGH!!!” He stayed still until his balls were completely drained and then slowly pulled out. As the latest top left, the next 2 guys came up to the sling together. Daddy Max leaned down to Alex. “So, do you think you’re up for a challenge?” He looked at Daddy Max, then at the 2 guys standing between his legs at the sling, and got a big grin on his face. “If you’re about to ask me what I think you’re going to ask me, I’ve never done it before, but it will be one more thing I can cross off my list.” Max leaned in further and planted a big kiss on Alex’s lips. “I’m thinking I was right about wanting to spend more time with you,” he commented. Alex’s grin turned into a brilliant smile. They helped him up out of the sling and the 4 of them walked over to the bunk. Alex turned to the 2 guys, “So you poz studs want to both breed my hole?” he asked. One of them replied, “It’s something we’ve wanted to do ever since we both converted.” “So you’re a couple then?” Alex asked. “Yeah, been together about 2 yrs. Spent most of it trying to get this one converted,” the same one replied, nodding to his partner. The 2 guys introduced themselves as Brian and Matt. They were both in their early 30s and had 7 and 8 inch, average sized cocks, although Matt’s 7 inch cock had a big mushroom head on it and Brian was uncut. Brian, the one who had first talked to Daddy Max, had been poz since his mid 20s and as they’d said, Matt had just converted recently. Neither was on meds. Daddy Max, of course, took control of the situation. He had Brian lie down on the bunk and lubed up his 8 inch cock. Then he had Alex straddle his crotch facing Brian and sit on his poz cock. It sank into him easily and he started riding it a bit. Then he had Matt get behind Alex between Brian’s legs and lubed up his cock. After riding Brian for a few minutes, Alex held still with the cock buried all the way in him. Daddy Max knew Alex should be able to take both of the cocks fairly easily enough, but to help out; he started kissing Alex and playing with his nipples. Matt put his big mushroom head up to the already filled asshole and started pushing in. It took a minute for him to get the head in and Alex grunted while Max was kissing him, “UNGH!” Daddy growled back. Matt held still a minute to let him adjust, and then started slowly fucking his poz cock in and out of the stuffed cunt. As he got his cock all the way in, Alex’s kissing got more intense, so Daddy Max could tell he was enjoying it. He kept tweaking his nipples, but broke off the kiss for a moment. “You like both of those poz cocks buried inside you, don’t you boy?” “Oh fuck yes Daddy Max, so much! They’re filling me up so good. I definitely want to do this again,” he replied. “Maybe with you and another guy,” he suggested, shyly looking down. Max put one hand under Alex’s chin and raised his head to where he was looking in his eyes, “We can absolutely do that!” He noticed they had 3 more guys in the room waiting their turn and a good sized crowd again outside the door watching. Brian and Matt were both fucking in and out of Alex’s ass, going at it pretty strong. You could never tell this was their first time double fucking a guy. Alex, who was getting more and more turned on, pulled his daddy back down to him so he could make out some more and get his nips worked some more. He loved the 2 poz cocks in his ruined hole. He still couldn’t believe how this night had turned out. He felt like he’d won the lottery. He squeezed his hole on the 2 cocks to tighten up for them and they both moaned loudly. This caused them to start fucking him faster. He could tell they were getting close to shooting. He was excited that he was going to be getting 2 loads of unmedicated poz cum at the same time. Matt stayed fairly quiet except for grunting and moaning, but Brian said, “I’m getting fucking close. How about you, Matt?” “Oh yeah, getting really close.” “Let’s do it together then, and flood this used up hole with our double load of unmedicated toxic cum!” Max took a step back to watch and Alex started muttering, “Fucking poz me, give me all your cum. Fill up my goddamn hole, I want it!!!” Both Brian and Matt yelled out at the same time, “AARRGHHHH,” as they slammed home and unloaded their balls inside Alex’s ruined cunt. His cock was rock hard and leaking some precum, but he didn’t touch it. He could feel both cocks shooting their toxic loads inside him. He loved the fact that his asshole was getting filled up again. Both Brian and Matt held still until they had drained their balls and Matt pulled out, his big mushroom head coming out a little easier than it had gone in considering Brian’s cock was softening. It soon slid out of the cummy hole as well. As they got up off the bunk, Brian and Daddy Max exchanged phone#s for some future fun and then they left the room.

Went to a dinner party at a friend of a friend's condo last week...about six of us all together. Ate, drank, laughed. As the night wore on, the other two couples left, leaving me and the host. He was a very delicious looking, dark skinned, early 40-ish, Puerto Rican. He was several inches taller than me, heavy set but quite muscular, like a football player. He had one of those beer can dicks...long enough to get pretty deep and thick as fuck! He told me he was divorced and bi-sexual, to whick I told him that it means he just like to get his dick wet, no matter who it is. Conversation turned to making out, which led to me gagging on his dick, which led to me to biting the pillow has he plowed deep into my boi pusy while I was ass up on all fours. An hour and a half later, he pumped two loads into me real good. I was still horny as I didn't cum yet so I started sucking him off and licking up nut in order to get him hard again. He laughed and told me that our mutual friend told him that I a real dick hound slut and that he most likely was my type and that chances of his dick getting balls deep in me was real good. What he did next was a real mind blower. He took out a penis pump and pumped up his dick for about 20 minutes, all the while he rimmed and fingered my hole. After he was done pumping his already huge dick, it was even thicker. The veins in his cock popped out and the girth was impossibly huge. He tookmoff the penis pump, threw me on my back, pushed my knees way back, and went to town. It was like I was getting fucked by a whole brand new dick...amd super thick one that filled me up to the point I was going insane. His uber-thick dick kept rubbing hard on my P-spot until I came hands free. Cum dribbled out of my dick but the feeling was over the top. My boi pussy clenched down hard on his cock and he blew a nice, thick, hot, load in me...pure ECSTASY! Fast forward a week, having coffee with my friend. He asked me what went down. I told him that we fucked. He asked if he told me if he was Poz undetect. My mind kinda went blank after that. Kinda worried now. What do you guys think?

I got on CL for something anonymous and hooked up with this guy! He described himself as a blond jock and said he wanted to fuck me “raw!” He had two conditions: One: since it was anonymous, he insisted that I agree not to look at him while he was there! Two: he wanted to record our encounter “just for his personal pleasure!” I was super horny and readily agreed! The sex was GREAT! He sure could throw a mean fuck! It wasn’t until a few days later I saw that he had posted this pic of him BALLS DEEP inside me on several gay sites...even tumblr! FUCK! He was no “blond jock!” I KNEW this guy! He lives in the apartment next door and one thing I know for sure about my neighbor is that he has FULL-BLOWN AIDS! Should I file a complaint...or should I ask him to come over tonight for another session?

Years ago, I was getting plowed by a dude who wanted to hear me call my fuckhole my boy-pussy. Did it for him since he was hot and I wanted the load. Didn't think much of it after, but over the years, as I've been topping more then ever, I've heard bottoms spontaneously do it more and more. And I've even gotten to enjoying hearing it from time to time. Anyone else engage/experiencing this?

in a bathhouse or group i wouldnt mind...eventually some one ..or some ones... will cum in my sss..when its one on one then the load must be deposited ...

Part 3: Father Adelmo said, “Tonight, you will go with Brother Roberto and will sell these to my people in need. I also must see how far you are willing to go to obtain the CRF19 virus. Yes, I praise you for today’s service, but there is more you must do.” He tapped the partially empty baggy of white powder and said, “THIS IS A NECESSARY EVIL AND ONE THAT ALLOWS ME TO DO ALL THE GOOD WORKS I SHARED WITH YOU AND MANY MORE. THOSE WHO PARTAKE ARE LOST - FOR NOW AT LEAST - AND TONIGHT SO SHALL YOU BE. A LOST SOUL, AN EMPY HUSK – A BODY THAT EXISTS ONLY FOR THE PLEASURE OF THE DOWN, OUT, DRUG ADDLED, AND DISEASE RIDDEN. YOU MUST PAY THE PRICE TO REACH EL DORADO, TO FIND THE ONE YOU SEEK, TO BECOME THE SACRIFICE ON THE ALTAR OF MAN - FOR MEN - BY MEN.” I turned as Bob held out his open palm that now had small mounds of white powder on it. He smiled as I took the rolled up bill he offered and snorted and I could tell he was thinking, “That’s it slut - be that good drug whore - I can’t wait to fuck that ass some more!” I shook the burn from my head as the powder slid through my nose, down my throat and hit my bloodstream. Father Adelmo smiled and said, “May you taste the plagues of man tonight and may the angel of death ride on your shoulder as you seek and chase and corrupt those before you.” Didn’t this guy ever just speak in plain English? Why all the riddles? If you want me to go find some buggy dick just say so. Father Adelmo was now focused on other things as Bob cuffed my head to get me to focus then pushed me back out the way we came with a stop at the dirty little restroom on the way. One thing about chems, a good hit and one visit and my guts are clean as a whistle for fucking hours and hours. Before we exited the warehouse Bob stopped, hefted his t-shirt, pulled a pistol out of his pant’s waistband, checked the chamber, slid it back, then methodically checked the contents of the rest of his pockets and the small backpack he was carrying that was our stash. The way he did all this - with efficient, precise movements - made me suddenly think ‘military’. One more mystery to solve about Bob. Bob was a man on a mission and we had gone only a few blocks when he positioned himself at the end of an alley; his back against the corner of the building as his head swept side to side. A couple of cars passed, then Bob turned and walked down the alley and cut right into a small courtyard area formed by the back of a building. It was a warm night but there were a couple of small fires, mostly in cans, for illumination I guess as the sole street light in the alley had been busted. Eyes filled with sadness, pain, and misery turned at our approach; bodies tensed, hands grabbed the nearest bit of debris to use as a weapon if needed. Bob stopped and when I stopped too and looked at him he positioned the backpack on his shoulder, reached down, unbuttoned my blood red pants, then cuffed me so I would lean forward. He then opened a baggy, coated two fingers, and began roughly finger fucking me and slicking my hole with chems. My yelps of pain as he dug his nails into me, and the burn of the powder, gathered a crowd. Bob pulled his fingers out, I heard him lick them clean, and I turned and saw him hold up a small clump of baggies as he said, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” That must have been code for ‘fuck the chem slut’ as within seconds I had a rank BBC dick in my mouth and an anonymous dick was trying to find my hole. Took him a second to get his floppy dick up, but once he did he started bragging, “Wet white pussy guys. Shit, makes my dick burn! You think the blow will hurt those sores I got on my dick? Fuck hell - who cares right. How much of that we get?” The BBC in my mouth held my head, grunted, and fed me a load of cottage cheese. He stepped back, Bob handed him a baggy, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER,” and another guy took his place. Almost simultaneously the dick in my mouth and the one in my ass both cummed and withdrew and the guys shuffled off with payment for the fruit of their loins. Bob helped me stand up, I reached for a baggy, he cuffed my head and frowned, so I pulled my pants up. I almost jumped out of my skin when Bob then flashed a small pen light on and ran it up and down my pant legs, spit on a finger, wiped some dirt off the side, and totally ignored the few complaints from the Hell hound denizens of the courtyard. Satisfied, Bob led me back out to the streets and as we hustled down the blocks he would stop - to me seemingly randomly - hand one of the baggies of white powder with the angel mark on it to someone and say, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” Sometimes they had cash ready, which Bob deftly pocketed. Other times it did not look like they paid at all and I was having a hard time figuring out what the deal was. Our next stop was a little convenience store, or at least that’s what the front part was. We walked straight to the back, through a door, and then it was like a mini Adult Book Store (ABS) with a couple of booths, vids playing, guys getting sucked, and more. Bob continued on through the next door and we were met by a big bouncer looking dude holding a pistol. Shit! Bob held out a baggy, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” The bouncer opened the door behind him and the next room was stacked with boxes and shit and had a small table crammed in the middle that four guys were sitting around playing cards, smoking cigars, and drinking. Fuck I hate the smell of cigars. How can folks smoke that shit? Words were briefly exchanged, all in Spanish so I had no idea what was said beyond once again recognizing the word ‘puta’. I guessed that was my cue so I unbuttoned my pants, the four men slid their chairs back, baggies were tossed on the table and quickly snatched as Bob cuffed my head and I bent over the table. Once again my hole was stuffed with white powder and slicked up with spit and raw dick as one after the other of the four men fucked me. The first three were quick and not that big, but the fourth - damn! Even drugged up I cried out as he pushed into me. He was fucking thick and my ass ring stretched and relaxed and stretched some more and then he was off. He fucked rough and brutal and I cried out, “YEAH FUCK ME LIKE A PRISON BITCH! POZ MY ASS! INFECT ME MAN!” Well, that must have been the Jeopardy phrase of the day because that mother-fucker went to town. “La papaya trying to get rape fucked huh? Eager for el bruto’s dick? Make that shit bleed good like a drive by. Hmmm…” The table kept skidding across the floor with every thrust until that dick had me - and it - jammed and stuffed to the max. After we left I told Bob I needed a break and had to use the restroom. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a small bottle of water then escorted me to another alley and pointed. Fine. Treat me like a poodle bitch. So I popped a squat and let my guts loose. While I didn’t have to ‘go-go’ all that cum and being stretched was just uncomfortable. I don’t care what tops think - you try to open your hole up, take all that dick, and get filled with cum and whatever and you try to hold it in. It ain’t healthy man - although I guess maybe that’s the point. One must suffer to face divinity. Bob parked himself at another corner, pulled out a cell phone and typed a text. He stuck the phone in his pocket and closed his eyes like he was fucking napping while totally ignoring me, my questions, and the rest of the fucking world. A few minutes later I heard a deep rumble. Bob opened his eyes, stood up straight, and a bright, red convertible careened around the corner, and drove slightly past us until the driver slammed on the brakes. The car went into reverse, came to a jarring stop, and the driver turned, laid his right arm on the back of the seat and said, “Hola.” Bob walked around the back of the car to the driver’s side door and bent over and spoke with the owner. I stepped closer. They were speaking in Spanish so once again I was clueless as to what was being said. Nice car, red outside, black leather seats, looked like a classic that was restored to pristine condition. The driver was Latin. Tall, well-defined body, white pants and a red silk shirt open to his waist. He had a pair of gold-rimmed sunglasses on his head, even though it was dark out and gold rings on both hands and a gold watch that he was tapping against the steering wheel as Bob spoke. The car engine revved, Bob stepped away, the car drove off and turned a corner and Bob began walking after it. I hustled to catch up, and two streets over I saw the glimmer of the red hood peeking out of a dark alley. Bob cuffed my head. I stepped into the darkness, and saw the outline of the driver leaning against the wall, muttering to himself. Bob shined his penlight. The driver’s white pants were unzipped and the biggest dick I had seen yet in Miami was being beat hard. It was super thick, long, uncut, but what made me gasp was how it looked - it was riddled with boils and pestilence and even from where I was standing I could smell the reek of gangrene or death. Bob cuffed me, I started to object, so he cuffed me harder then opened a baggy, let me snort my fill, and proceeded to coat my ass pucker and waited. The driver of the convertible was still mumbling to himself and jacking his dick and I was not sure he was aware we were event there until Bob said, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” The puss filled dick was hard and ready and the driver’s eyes were now open as he stepped away from the wall, pushed me against his car and rammed his diseased dick inside me. The biblical Plagues of Egypt entered my body all at one - entombed as they were in this shaft of destruction - this Latin death stick. I was repulsed and hornier than I had ever been at the same time and pushed my ass back. I wanted him to rip me open, to fuck me, to rape me, to infect me - but hell I needed some more drugs first. I tried to push him off me with no luck but good old Bob knew and reached around, held out his palm full of chems and said, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” My ass was bloody, ripped, raw, and full of diseased cum and drugs and I was the happiest I could ever remember being! Even Bob had some pep in his step as he handed out the last of his baggies then as we hustled our way back to the warehouse he stopped me at a little corner park, yanked my pants down, slammed me raw against a bench, and yelled “OH DOS MIOS!” as he blew a load into my used man pussy just as an older man walked by with his little dog on a leash. The next day was an ongoing orgy of drugs, dick, life and death all hanging in the balance. When I confessed my sins in to Father Adelmo in the morning, he smiled and said, “That is good my son. The body must be worn down, weak, and destroyed to receive the gift of the CRF19 virus.” The good Father and the Brothers Roberto then anointed me again, over and over, with their holy oils and bodily fluids. That night I followed Bob as he made his rounds passing out the little baggies full of drugs all marked with the angel symbol. I sucked a couple guys, got fucked by a couple, but then he led me into an ABS that was filthier than some of the alleys. The volume of the generic music coming out of the yard sale speakers was extremely loud and clashed with the volume of all the porn playing in the booths, which appeared to be set at MAX on every one. I guess you didn’t need tokens in this place. The hallway we entered was long, dark, covered in dried piss, cum, and littered with old condoms, needles, crusted paper towels, and more. There was even a homeless guy passed out on the floor that the patrons had just shoved to the side against the wall so they could walk past him. Bob made his way to back end of the hall, turned right, and there under the dim light of the EXIT sign three very rough looking dudes were standing, smoking, chatting. They turned, smiled, and greeted Bob warmly before their eyes settled on me - all hungry, feral, and trying to decide if they wanted to fight me or fuck me. “You hungry for some bugarrón pinga?” the tallest of the three dudes said as he stepped past Bob and grabbed my wrist with his muscular, tatted up left hand and arm. I tried to take a step back and he laughed, yanked me closer, “That ass trying to do battle with some big dick? You ever been invaded by three rough el matón?” In answer Bob stepped close, waved a small fist full of baggies and said, “In the name of the Father.” The baggies were snatched, powder snorted, and in no time flat I was buck ass naked in the ABS hallway with a bugarrón muffling my yelps of pain with his big right hand while jamming powder coated fingers up my nose. One of his thug buddies was raping me dry, raw, and brutal as Bob stood to the side, casually checking his phone. I expected our action would draw a crowd, but anytime I looked to where the hallways met no one was there. I guess those straight thugs I was serving had a reputation of ‘keep the fuck out of our business’. Fine by me. “Open that bitch hole up,” the second bugarrón said as he dug his fingers in my just nutted ass. “Damn fag you can take some dick. Let’s see what skills you got when that pussy on fire from this good angel mix.” I moaned in pain as he now worked in a coating of drugs from the baggies Bob had handed out and my squirming only turned my assailant on more. This time I was bent over and my mouth and throat stuffed with expired sausage as my ass was stretched, stuffed, and renovated. The third guy, who might have been the shortest - yet still taller than me - had the longest dick of the three. He laid me on my back on the dirty hallway floor, “I like seeing a bitch’s eyes roll back when I bottom out,” he explained. He pinned my legs back, angled his dick, “Ready?” then laughed as he slammed in and I gasped and squirmed. He made no effort to go straight in, but focused on hitting me at an angle and scraping my walls as he slid down my chute. His rolls of foreskin felt amazing as they slid back and forth over his shaft, massaging my innards. I would have begged for it or pleaded, but he was slamming me so hard into the floor all I could do was grunt as the breath was pounded from my lungs with each drop of his body onto mine. “HERE COMES MY FUCKING LOAD BITCH - YOU READY TO GET BOTTOMED OUT? READY TO GET A HARDCORE DICK DOWN? OPEN THAT FUCKING CUNT - OPEN IT - OPEN - IT - FUCK YEAH - YOUR EYES ROLLING BACK NOW BITCH - DUMB CUNT - DUMB - OH SHIT - FILLING YOU UP!” The guy pulled out, stood up, shook the sweat from his face, grabbed a baggy and snorted as I stayed on the floor trying to catch my breath. He kicked me, “Stand and up and bend over, let me admire my handiwork masterpiece.” My legs were cramped, but I did, and felt a stream of nutt start flowing down my backside. He slapped my ass, “Fuck guys look at that gaping hole - twitching. You need it filled some more? Need some more strokes to paint that hole right? Hungry el maricón!” I grabbed my pants figuring we were done but the bugarrón who had just loaded me slapped my face, pushed me against the wall with his hand to my throat, his eyes wild. “Where you going off to? I ain’t done. They might be dry but my dick still dripping and I want to fuck that pussy while I watch my favorite titty flick as I get my nympho fuck on.” I was still naked as the straight, Latin thug pushed me down the hall, past a couple of gawkers who quickly scurried away. He shoved me into a booth, slid the latch on the door to lock it, pushed me roughly to the side as he hit the button on the wall and started flipping through movies until he found the one he wanted. “Shit gets me hard every time,” he said as I glanced at his vid of choice. He then grabbed me with both hands, pulled me close, bent his head down and while holding me in a death grip he started biting my nipples as hard as he could and moaning and groaning as he turned them to hamburger. I tried to pull away and he just backed me against the wall, body pinning me as he slurped, chewed, bit, and abused my chest. “Rape me and give me some more salsa,” I gasped. The Latin thug paused, raised his head, grabbed my skull with both hands and while looking at me spit in my face and said, “Oh yeah?” His arm came up, the forearm now over my throat as he pinned me and started biting my nipples intent on drawing red. Once he did, he looked at me, licked his lips, gripped my throat in his left hand and squeezed while with his right he shoved three fingers between my legs, found my ass, and started clawing, digging, and trying to get his hand in further. I inched up on my tippy toes and he smiled and pushed and clawed harder. He kept glancing at the porn on the screen, his eyes wide, his lips curved in a sinister smile. He then looked at me, held his right hand in position wedged in my hole, removed his left arm from my neck and gave me a hard slap on the face. I yelped and reflex brought my right arm up to touch my reddening check. “NO!” he yelled at me as he pointed a finger at the tip of my nose, then as I lowered my hand he slapped me again, then added a backhand as I turned the other cheek. Another glance at the vid, his sneer grew larger, then looking at me - SLAP SLAP - as his fingers dug deeper into my gut lining. “This is my favorite part,” the bugarrón said as he yanked his hand out of my shredded hole, turned me towards the wall, put a death grip/choke hold with his hands around my throat and drove his eager dick back into my hungry ass. I tried to tell him again to rape me - not like he wasn’t already, but you know, being in the moment and all wanted to let him know I wanted it. “Shhh bitch - I know,” he said, “I know.” He then spit on the back of my head, squeezed my neck tighter in his hands, and bent me forward a little so he could angle his dick in my ass deeper with each thrust. I focused on breathing through my nose, and relaxing my hole. He kept squeezing and pounding – tighter and harder and as the edges of my vision began to turn black his pace picked up, his fingers pushed, and my line of sight became a small tunnel of light. Right as the end of the tunnel seemed a step away, my Latin rapist released my neck. I was flooded with fresh air and stimuli and he reached around my body, grabbed by bitten nipples, squeezed them as hard as he could while planting his teeth into the left side of my neck right above where it meets the collarbone where he bit down hard. I GASPED AS HE CRUCIFIED MY BODY FOR HIS GLORY AND FILLED ME WITH HIS SEED. Finally spent, the bugarrón unlatched the door, stepped out and said to Bob who was calmly standing there with my clothes in hands in a pile, “Bring this one back.” I could tell Bob was pleased, but he just smiled as I got dressed and before we left he opened a baggy for me and let me snort out. As I shook the burn from my head and stretched, Bob caught sight of the bruises forming on my neck, and the red depths of the orgasmic bite. Without a word Bob used his left hand to pry my head to the side and latched his mouth onto the mark ensuring it would show for days to come. Once we left the ABS, I knew what I wanted - the guy in the convertible. When I told him, Bob smiled, got on his phone and as we walked, he handed out the baggies of drugs with the angel mark, saying to each parishioner in turn, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” Back at the same alley as the night before I froze when my plague carrying trade came into view. The guy was leaning against the wall again but his festering dick was already occupied by some little twink on his knees slurping it like a snow cone. Bob cleared his throat; the guy saw us, smacked the kid’s head and said something to him then kicked at him to enforce the point. The kid mouthed back, Bob stepped forward and handed him a baggy, “IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER.” The kid shrugged and scurried out of the alley. “Ready to breed some juicy ass? Jizz my pussy?” I asked. In no time flat I was on my hands and knees in the alley with that festering dick slamming as deep as he could go. My knees were being scraped, my palms were getting scratched up, but I didn’t care, I just needed that disease riddled dick to push all that buggarónes cum deeper then send me into religious ecstasy as he impregnated me with his own. The next morning, Bob met me at my little monk cell and instead of going to the confessional, led me outside, down the sidewalk, and to a house on a quiet neighborhood street. Father Adelmo met us on the porch, put his arm around my shoulder, and once we were inside I kneeled on the floor in front of him and bowed my head. He set the palms of his hands on my scalp in blessing and praise for my lecherous work and as I looked up into his eyes he said, “Welcome to Casa des Santos - the house of the saints - the hospice my charity work funds. And this - this room here to the right with a view of the garden, will be your room – a place of honor.” I was confused, and looked at him quizzically, “My room?” Father Adelmo furrowed his brow, pursed his lips at my ignorance and said, “Why yes my son. I assure you - you will find El Dorado and you WILL be infected with the CRF19 virus, but then what? Where will you go? You will have a place here and in that time I will ensure you are blessed and anointed more than you can handle as you share your new gifts with my flock.” I was trying to take that in when the Father added, “Now. You must go and pack. The boat leaves tonight and tomorrow night - yes tomorrow night - you shall find what you seek in Cuba. Your body has been destroyed, your soul is secure, your holy mission awaits. El Dorado shall fill you with his immaculate seed and with your body blossoming with the last of his life, you shall return here. You will have all you could desire as you share your gift.” In closing, he held out an extra large bag of white powder, “IN MY NAME YOU ARE THE SACRIFICE ON THE ALTAR OF MAN - FOR MEN - BY MEN.” Stay Tuned for Part 4 (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

This is only my second go at this, guys (and it's a true story) so I hope y'all enjoy! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- One night a few months back, I had to work late. We had a server crash and I was tasked with trying to collect as much data as I could. I ordered Chinese and as the sunset in the western sky, my eyes were burning and my patience was running thin. Not that I have a boyfriend to go home to, but hell---watching porn, watching the Golden Girls, or sleeping was better than this! I glanced down at my phone and it said 8:11. I decided to call it a night, and closed my workstation down and headed for the exit. I took a detour to the bathroom to take a leak---it’s a 15 mile drive home and there’s roadwork after 8 on the expressway. As I am pissing and enjoying the feeling of release, I glance over toward the sink and notice a sharps container. I work with some older folks, many of whom suffer from diabetes, so it makes sense, logically. Yet, my mind saw the biohazard symbol and my dick immediately started to swell (thankfully I was done pissing). Bad thoughts at work are hot in fantasies, but nothing worth someone coming in and then having an issue that would land me in the unemployment line. So, I zipped up, washed up, and headed towards my car. On the ride home, while trying to enjoy the swell in my dick, I pull out some poppers from my console (hey, you never know when that trick asks you to come over on your lunch break!) and huffed. That biohazard symbol kept coming back to me. I had to focus on the road, but my dick focused on that red and black symbol I craved. Wait---it was the second Wednesday of the month! On the second Wednesday of the month, our local sex club (Manifest) hosts a “Poz 4 Play” night. I am neg, and had always glanced at it and moved past it at home on my computer. Either the guys going weren’t really my type, I was too chicken shit to actually commit to going, or had something going on. Needless to say, I was torn---but being a member of this site has pushed me further and further to what will someday become (hopefully) a reality---the poz swimmers will take root and give me what I crave. I pull into a gas station, change into a jockstrap I had from baseball practice (earlier that week---sweaty too, hehe) and hopped back in my car. So, another huff and I plug the coordinates into my GPS---and 20 minutes later I am there. I’m in the parking lot. Car is running, the air is thick and humid, and the broadcaster is going on about the Braves dropping a game to the Padres. Moment of truth---do I take a chance and go? Or cut and run back home to porn and bed. Poppers---poppers like a magic 8 ball will guide me. I slowly inhale, and relax. I breathe out and release the day---I slowly get out from my car and make my walk to the door. I pay my money, and the door guy gives me a wink and says “You’ll be popular tonight young man” (Oh yeah, I’m 29, white, blonde hair, ice blue eyes, 8c, and an ass made of velvet). I nodded and gave him a smile and walked in. He then said, “Hey kid, have fun” and tossed me a small bottle of lube. Yep---I was in the right place. To give you some backgrounds, Manifest isn’t like a bathouse. You can’t walk around full on naked because there aren’t showers, there aren’t towels, and there isn’t a gym. It’s a straight on sex club. There are rooms (some that lock and some that don’t, and some with and without gloryholes). I walked through the place and saw some porn playing, some noises from some of the rooms and the smell of plywood the place was built with and the dim glow of some dirty lightbulbs lighting the place. I find a darkroom in the middle. Now, I love anonymous sex. I love being face down ass up blindfolded for men to come in and fill me. I don’t want them to see me and I don’t want to see them. I want their cum in me and that’s it. And, I invite bottoms over for the same treatment. It’s just easier that way---no names, no drama, no fuss. But, this was poz night. Walking in the place is certainly a step in and of itself, but taking that next step to walk into the dark room was something different. Again, the brown bottle in my hand did the trick. A little huff and I walked in. Not only did I walk in, I pulled my pants down and exposed my jockstrapped ass. I applied some lube, turned towards the wall and heard the floorboards creak. A hand, two hands caressed my fuzzy ass. The top then felt my smooth hole and grunted in delight. He used the lube to slather up his dick---this was it. I didn’t turn around (not that I could see anything anyway) and huffed again. He slid in just as the poppers kicked in. He went balls deep in the first thrust and I knew then what a pig felt like. Feeling his abs as he pounded me with his thick cock put me into outer space. I tuned out all noises, distractions, and other men to focus on THIS man giving me the seed I craved. It was all about him---in that moment. He fucked me hard and rough for a few minutes with a decent sized cock until the pace picked up, the breathing labored---and then it happened. A poz load up my ass. Not my first by any means, but first in a setting like this. Time had stopped, I’d just succumbed the moment. And as soon as he pulled out and I was about to get up, another one replaced it. I was in complete shock and complete bliss. All those nights reading stories on Breeding Zone and now, here I am! Again, the brown bottle shit everything else off except that poz dick up my hole---and that's the way I both wanted it to be and the way it should be. I must’ve taken 5 or 6 loads, before one burly muscular hairy bear guy whispered “I’ve seen your neg ass looking at my profile on BBRT---so enjoy this load” and popped it in me. I never understood how guys lost track of how much cum they took until that night. It was different---taking them all at once rather than one off situations where one guy dumps his load in me at home and leaves. This was special---and I loved it. My ass then needed a break and I needed a shower, so I pulled up trou and quickly made my exit. A rather inglorious and unromantic end to an evening I won’t soon be forgetting. This was 3 months ago, and I’m still neg, and still planning on going back and taking more poz cum.

It was my first time going to this party. While it wasn't advertised as a bareback party, I assumed some of the guys would fuck raw. Arriving at the front door, my stomach lurched with anticipation as I rang the door bell, honestly not sure if I really wanted to go through with this, however at that second the door opened and a hot boy of 6' maybe 160 pounds was standing in the doorway, his hard cock stuffed into a pair of tight undies. "Hi, there," he said as he gave me a quick kiss. I responded by groping him. I get undressed in the main room, I feel all these eyes on my 28 year old, 5' 9" 160 pound body. My cock immediately sprang to attention. Grabbing my poppers, I stepped into the main room, my 6 1/2 inch CEO leading the way. It was somewhat dark, still I could hear moans and grunts, as well as the sounds of cocks being sucked down a throat or two, but it I didn't get the impression anyone was fucking. A bit disappointed I stood in the midst of the attendees, as I stroked myself, watching the show. Directly in front of me was a big daddy who was facing a kneeling boy who was busy sucking daddy's cock. Daddy looked over, took my cock into his paw, and stroked me. Moving a bit closer to Daddy, I was not unhappy when Daddy pulled his boy off his cock and shoves his mouth down on me. The cocksucker's mouth was hot, wet and warm and man, he was an expert at deep-throating! Taking a hit of poppers, I felt Daddy come up behind me as he slid his big rigid cock against my crack. At this point the cocksucker's efforts felt real good, especially since a cock was probing my crack. Taking another big hit off my poppers, I felt Daddy's cock head rubbing my hole, trying to punch through. Daddy spat on his cock and tried again as the cocksucker reached between my legs and guided Daddy's big cock to my hole. Daddy's cockhead felt extra slick, which made me wonder of the cocksucker had added some of his spit (or precum) to make Daddy's entrance less difficult. Again I hit my poppers, and as I did so, Daddy's cock slid into my hole. Fuck, it felt so good. Reaching back, I gave his cock a feel, confirming Daddy was fucking me bare. I could knew he was deep into my body. Part of me wanted to panic and I likely made some move to slid off of Daddy, but the cocksucker wedged me into position so I couldn't extract myself. Daddy meanwhile whispered "Man, your ass feels amazing. My cock loves you," as he also encouraged me to take a few more hits of poppers. At this point I was super hard from the guy sucking me and getting really wet and loose from the cock sliding up my ass. While I was somewhat conflicted, but pleasure won out as the Daddy fucking me was really hitting my prostate and I almost came down the throat of the guy blowing me. Nevertheless I managed to hold off until I heard Daddy moan. Quite involuntarily my hole tightened which caused Daddy to again moan as he pulled my body in tight as his cock throbbed in my ass. I (and my ass) felt warm and fulfilled. This was something I had never done, I had never had a raw cock up my hole, nor had I ever actually been loaded. Immediately I recognized what I had been missing all these years. No sooner had Daddy withdrawn when the guy who had been sucking my cock took Daddy's place, sliding in without missing a beat. I remember thinking 'For a cocksucker this guy sure knows how to top', and after scarcely six strokes I felt his load join the Daddy's load. Yeah, the cocksucker had shot a huge load up my ass, so much that when he withdrew his cock was covered in slime and cum and ass juices were oozing down my thigh. Shaken a bit, and definitely high from the poppers, I slowly walked out of the room looking to grab a quick smoke, even as I noticed the atmosphere of the party was picking up. Noticing there wasn't a condom in sight, I commented as much to the houseboy. Laughing, he explained "The regular party was earlier this evening. It turned into a raw party around 11:00." It occurred to me his explanation made some sense, as earlier in the evening no one had been fucking, whereas, as best I could figure, I had been fucked by Daddy precisely at 11:00. As I thought about the houseboy's explanation when I felt fingers exploring my hole. It was the houseboy, sporting a big grin as he felt the loads up my ass. His eight incher was brushing against my thigh as he whispered "Your ass is wet and hot. Let me add my load." At this point I figured I was in for a penny, so I might as well go in for a pound, so I gestured towards the party room and moved in that direction. The houseboy's finger slid out of my hole but he made a show of licking it. My cock got even harder. As I walked in the room the mood had changed and guys were fucking and sucking like no tomorrow. Hearing a groan, I turned my head to see a guy's ass tremble as he unloaded in a hot Latin guy. I also heard the top whisper "Enjoy that dirty load," as he withdrew, stepping aside as another man took his place. All I could think was "I'm glad that isn't me." My senses were brought back to reality when I felt the houseboy come up behind me as he slid the head of his cock into my hole. Sliding back, I relished the sensation of his large balls on my ass. At that point he proceeded to ram me. His balls slapped my ass and I couldn't hold back and rammed back on his cock and tighten my hole. I guess I liked the loads squirting around and knowing I was getting this guy off. I feel his cock get harder and he groaned as he filled me up with his load. As he pulled out he said "I forgot to mention. This is also a pozzing party." With that he slapped my ass and walked out. With this realization I freaked but was harder than ever. I look over and that Latin guy was getting creamed again. Once the guy finished I walked over, scooped some of the cum from my ass, lubed my cock and rammed it in the guy. His hole was sloppy and wet. I just went for it and kept fucking. It didn't take me long and I just let loose with a huge load. I pulled out and saw my cock was covered in cum. After cleaning up my cock I went to my hole. Worried, I saw it was leaking pink cum. While freaked, I quickly accepted the reality of what I wanted, indeed what I was meant for. Three months later I tested poz. Since then I have been going to this party every weekend.

I have been reading and getting LOADS of pleasure from so many of you guys' stories, I thought I would try to return the favor. This is my first attempt so any constructive criticism will be appreciated. The story is a mix of truth and fantasy based on my own experiences and those of others I know. Hope you enjoy! Standing behind the high-back leather chair occupied by my leather daddy in his harness and chaps, I reached around each side of the chair and took hold of his hard eraser-sized nips between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and immediately begin applying pressure and twisting them. I heard my leather daddy moan then growl his approval and sexual arousal as expected, knowing how sensitive his big nips were and how they are hot-wired straight down to his fat cut 8 inch leather daddy cock. I knew that with each twist, pull, tug or flick on the edge of his nips his always-horny dick would throb and vibrate, spewing out oozings of his hot poz precum. Many times sitting between his legs licking his hairy balls while he played with his own nips I would be almost hypnotized seeing his dick's reaction to the nip play. But tonight I couldn't see the excited throbbings and twitchings of daddy's dick from the sensations on his nips. No, my view of daddy's dick was blocked by the thick-haired head of the hot high young bi sub pig that was eagerly making love to daddy's cock with his wet warm mouth. He had arrived at daddy's house just a little more than 30 minutes ago and had been worshipping that meaty slab of meat for almost the past 15 minutes, stopping only 3 brief times - once to make out with me when he first started sucking that dick and I was sharing it with him (that was before daddy had told me to get behind his chair and work his nips), and then twice to take 2 HUGE hits off the pipe at daddy's direction. Daddy had told me before the young sub had arrived that he had plans for that sexy bi boy tonight and into tomorrow and that plan required that we make sure we keep him tweaked and horny the whole time. And the stuff daddy had for the pipe this weekend was very strong. We would make sure he was kept right at the edge of being horny and piggy without being too out of it. And from daddy's moans and the wet slurping noises it was apparent that right at this moment the little piggy was very horny and very ready to please "our" leather daddy. As I stroked daddy's nips with my thumbs, causing him to arch his back and growl again, I leaned forward over the back of the chair, licking at the sweat on his neck and whispered to him, "Is that a good mouth on your dick? Does that sub boy know how to treat his daddy's big cock?" Daddy had just started a big hit off the wipe as I asked the question so he didn't answer immediately. Daddy had great lung capacity and inhaled on his hits longer than anybody I knew. Still working his nips I watched as he finally removed the flame from the bowl sucked in one last time, held it then blew out a fucking monstrous cloud that totally blocked out the young pig on the floor between his legs. "So hot, Sir!" I whispered. Tina clouds always make me horny. And I knew this one was going to ramp up daddy's horniness big time, especially with what he planned this weekend for the handsome boy currently sucking his cock. That boy had no idea daddy was poz (or that I was too). And he for sure didn't know daddy had stopped his meds 3 weeks ago. If daddy had it his way - and I knew he would - the beautiful young chemmed up pig sucking daddy's cock would find out all about daddy before going home tomorrow and he would be on the way to becoming just like the daddy he was intent on pleasing in every way. Oh, if he only knew where that was going to lead him! **I know it's kind of a slow start guys but needing to set the background and scene. Let me know if you think I should continue. Thanks!**

My Dad and I used to fuck around. Yeah, my real Dad. But I thought we had moved past it, until he fucked me again over Christmas this year. It all started when I was younger and Mom went back to work full time In the evenings. Evidently this put a real crimp in my father's sex life, and so I ended up filling in. I mean, I had heard my parents having sex. A lot. My room was right next to theirs and sometimes they weren't quiet. You see, when I was growing-up, my family was very hippie liberal. Lots of nudity. Sex was discussed from an early age. I took occasional baths with my father, or sat and kept him company while he bathed. I also knew about his porn collection and would often sneak viewings of it after school. There were a lot of Playboy magazines, but also some real hard core stuff. Anyway, when Mom went back to work, Dad started masturbating in the evenings. I know as much because I could hear the porn videos and the faint squeaking of his bed. He also almost never closed his door all the way. Being curious, and a bit twisted I guess, I started sneaking out into the hallway and watching him. It was strangely erotic watching my own father masturbate and shoot his load. Erotic, but also shameful. I knew it was wrong, but I still got hard. Eventually he caught me spying. I figured he was going to go apeshit, but all he did was call me into his bedroom. "You might as well get comfortable and have a wank too," he told me. That's how it started. Every night we would watch porn and jack off together. But then one night he put his hands behind his head and told me he was tired and I should jack him off. And I did. His cock was heavy and thick in my hand. He came quickly and it ran down my hand. I was excited by and ashamed of what I had just done. But I didn't stop. Soon after it was "You know, I could sure go for a blowjob like in the videos." And again, I gave him what he wanted. I had already experimented by having given blowjobs to my cousin and my best friend and a couple of other guys, so I was good at it. Apparently my Dad noticed my skill and appreciated the fact. I still remember the first time I blew him and being rewarded with a mouthful of his saltiness, and the compliment "Damn, you're good at that!" After that I was his cock sucker. We rarely talked-- just got naked, watched the porn, and I would blow him. The whole time I was fairly conflicted about the arrangement. Here I was, horny, getting sex almost every night (when I didn't have late school functions or excessive homework). But the sex was with my Dad. Within a year or two, we transitioned to fucking. I don't really remember what prompted the change, but one night just as I was getting into sucking him he pulled me off saying "I wanna try something different tonight." With the porn playing, Dad had me get on all fours. He got out a tube of KY, smeared some on my hole, some more on his cock, and then started to push his dick into me. It hurt. A lot. It took a few tries and a lot more KY, but he managed to get all the way inside me. "Damn you are TIGHT!" I remember him saying. And then he started humping me. For me, this was a lot different than the blowjobs. Sucking Dad's dick was much less of a transgression in my eyes. I was just helping him masturbate with my mouth or something. But now I was being fucked, and that just seemed wrong. It was uncomfortable. It was degrading. It was something that a wife (my Mom) should be for-- not me. I was suddenly ashamed and embarassed that I was in my parents' bed, letting my Dad have his way with my ass. I zoned out watching the big-titted woman on the video getting butt fucked as well. I remember wondering of she actually enjoyed it or not. Then Dad tensed up, an I knew he was cumming inside my ass. I also noticed that the fucking left me rock hard. While my father cleaned up, I jacked off, full of hot shame. We fucked a lot after that, not a lot of talking. And always from behind. Eventually I moved out of my parents' house. After that, divorces, jobs, his new girlfriends and marriages kept me safe from any repeat sessions. Until this past Christmas. He came to visit me for a couple days, alone. His newest girlfriend had to work so she couldn't make the trip. To be honest, the thought of us having sex again hadn't really even crossed my mind. I had come to terms with what we had done, and realized that he was probably responsible for my fetish for older 'daddies', but that was it. Besides, my Dad was around 60 by this time. Well, evidently the men in my family are always horny bastards. We had been drinking and watching football games when it was time for bed. I got him set up in his room and retired to mine. It felt like I had just fallen asleep when suddenly I felt him. It really startled me! "Dad, what the fuck are you doing?" I exclaimed. "I think you know" he said. And I did. I could already feel his erection pressing against my ass. Dad wanted sex, and as much as my adult self was repulsed by the idea (and truth be told, with him, at least at that moment), I knew I would relent. I would again give up my ass to Dad, even after all this time. I pulled off my boxers and started digging in my night stand for the necessary stuff. I lubed up my ass, then reached back and lubed up my father's cock. It was thick and heavy in my hand. And familiar. So much like my own cock now. I assumed the position, and took a hit of poppers. "Son, are those drugs?" he asked. "No, Dad, they're just poppers. They help me relax." Hrmph was all he said as he thrust into me. So many thoughts and feelings swirled in my mind while Dad used my ass for his pleasure. I was ashamed for what I was doing, of what I was allowing him to do, and also ashamed that my cock was hard and that the sensation of Dad's cock sliding in and out of me was such a turn on. It didn't take him long before he was wheezing and squirting his load into me, donating his sperm and his DNA as he had done decades earlier in creating me. When he was done, he pulled out and slunk back to his room for the night. And I was left to jack off in hot shame, turned on like the bottom cum whore that I am. The bottom cum whore that Dad had made.

I was on a business trip in Pennsylvania and was surprised to find there was a video arcade within 20 miles that had glory holes and heavily a M4M clientele. I like to tell myself I'm not a BB whore (although I am), so I slipped a couple of rubbers, a bottle of poppers, and lube into my pocket and made the trip to the arcade. Although I found the place without difficulty, there was no actual signage, so the building looked to be abandoned. I approached the door, range the bell, and was buzzed inside where I paid the $12 admission fee and passed through the turnstile. Inside I found a few hallways, all of which were very dark, each hallway being lined with individual video booths. There were also a couple video rooms with rows of seats, and a few rooms at the back with benches. I could smell the stale cum and antiseptic cleaner everywhere. This place was seriously seedy. There were about ten guys hanging around, a mix of body types, though all looking eager. I finally checked-out an booth which, I saw, contained two glory holes, one cut into each of two opposing walls. Taking a seat, I pulled-out my dick and began slowly stroking myself to the porn on the screen. Before long a player arrived at each of the two adjoining booths. Dropping to my knees, I rested my fingers on the rim of each glory hole and was quickly rewarded on one side with a nice thick cock to suck. Getting into it, and sensing the guy in front of me was enjoying himself, I pulled off my shirt and pushed my jeans down to my calves, pulling a bottle of poppers out of my pocket. I took a hit, inhaling the scent of sex and acetone, and felt the welcome warmth pass through my body. My ass also wanted some attention. As I worked the cock in my mouth, I became aware a hand was reaching through the other hole, so I slid back far enough the guy could play with the tight muscles of my ass. I was bent over so I could keep my eye on the cock I'd been working in my mouth. He withdrew from the glory hole to see what was happening, and heard me take a whiff of poppers. That cock was beautiful. The hand behind me started fingering my hole, poking a bit roughly with too little spit. In front of me, I saw the guy applying lube to his cock. Immediately I felt a rush thinking he would take me raw. I turned around and presented my ass to the glory hole, kicking off my flip-flops and one pant leg so I could position more easily. I inhaled poppers again, and almost immediately the head of that beautiful cock was rubbing against my arse, seeking the hole. I pressed back against the wall and moved my ass a bit. His cock slid in nice and smooth. "Fuuuuuuck yeaaaah," I moaned. He held inside me a moment, and then the fuck started. He was obviously playing for a long game, working me open with his cock, which got wider at the base, and setting a rhythm to his thrusts. I moaned and grunted, stroking my own hardon, vocalizing my satisfaction. I was standing naked in a dark video booth with my ass pressed against the wall and some anon cock boring into me. After a few minutes, the cock slid out of my ass. I waited anxiously, but heard the door to his room open. I stepped away from the glory hole, getting ready to present my ass the other direction. Then the door to my booth opened and in stepped a lean, handsome guy in his early 50's. I recognized the shirt tails I'd seen through the glory hole. He didn't say a word, but pulled his hard-on out and turned me around. I inhaled deeply from the bottle of poppers as he pressed my upper body into a corner by the video screen, my bare skin rubbing against that filthy wall, and my feet sticking to the floor. He slid his cock right back into my hole, and started fucking more vigorously than before. His hands held my shoulders for leverage as he propelled all seven inches inside my hole. I could distinctly feel his balls slapping against my cheeks, which left me even more excited. Pounding my hole for a good five minutes or more, we were both caught up in the pleasure. At once his rhythm changed, becoming more deliberate with each thrust. His grip on my shoulders tightened and he began grunting softly. The guy had decided to seed me, and I had no say in the matter. He stayed in my arse only a moment before withdrawing. He stuffed his spent hard-on into his pants, the lining bulging, gave a quick "Thanks" as he opened the door and slipped out into the dark hallway. I stood there panting in a poppers fog, my ass freshly bred, in a filthy little booth with my clothes strewn on the floor.

you should be thanking him and begging him for more

FT. LAUDERDALE - Pumped two loads thru the gloryhole into a cumdump at Slammer's last night. We have an arrangement where he goes into the middle booth and when a top goes into another booth next to his I go into the other end. I watch/listen to him get bred while he's sucking on my cock. Then he presents his freshly loaded hole to me when the other guy is done. I saw him take 5 loads last night. Was awesome! But I know he can do better, he needs to step up his cumdump game!

I started having sex with men long before the AIDS crisis. So all fucking was raw. It was really, really rare to have a guy want to use a condom. The few times that happened, was because the guy was on the DL and married to a female and worried about other STD's. The first time I got seeded in my ass, I was about 16 years old. I had met an older guy at a park restroom in Salt Lake City. He drove me up one of the nearby canyons. He parked the car and we walked into the woods to an area where he threw down a blanket. We stripped and began to suck each other. As we were sucking, he turned me around and put his hard cock to my ass and began to push in. I was shocked and scared. I told him I had never been fucked and didn't think I'd like it. He kept insisting. He spit on his cock and on my ass and tried again to push in. I was extremely tight and it was hurting. I kept begging him to stop, but he wouldn't. He just kept pushing hard until he finally slipped inside my first sphincter. The pain was enormous! I kept begging him to stop, but he was determined to fuck me. He wouldn't stop. He just kept pushing. Then he fucked me hard and rough. I really wasn't enjoying it, because I was in so much pain. I was thankful when he finally came in my ass and pulled out. He did apologize as we drove back down the canyon and back to the city. He wanted to see me again, but I was pissed at him. I never saw him again. Now that I think back on it, it was really kind of a hot experience. But it wasn't hot for me at the time. Of course now I'm a pig and can't get enough cock in my ass.

If you enjoyed yourself I would say don't worry and get back to his dick soon.

What have you got to complain about? Hahaha

Maybe it's also a language thing. The Dutch word for Pussy is Poes. Which is (I think) used strictly for a woman's vagina. At least I have never heard a top use it for a guy's hole, not with me. If they would have it would be a major turn-off. What is used sometimes is Kut or Kutje (cunt). Not a fan of that either but if he wants to use that it's OK with me. Then again I have been bred by American guys who called my hole a pussy and somehow that was a turn-on but maybe that was simply because it was a different language than my own and in a different country :-).

I'd just finished giving a hot str8 boy a massage that ended with me sucking a load from him. I'm still horny for some more dick. So, I head to the closest Adult Bookstore. It's kind of between the lunchtime rush and the after work rush. But there were quite a few cars in the parking lot as I pulled in. So, that's a good sign. I pay my money into the turnstile and enter the store and head for the booths in the back. A couple of obvious gay guys are roaming the hall of booths, trying doorknobs. I also try a few doorknobs. Damn! Most are locked. The guys in the two unlocked booths I did enter, quickly turned me down. Shit! It was that time in the afternoon, between rush times, when there was normally only gay guys there. For the most part, the same usual gay guys just hangign around, staring at their cell phones. They'll stand in booth doorways, taking up space. Or some will obviously cock-block other guys. It's usually a frustrating time of day for me in these Vegas ABS's. After about 5 minutes, I'm feeling that this is going to be a waste of time and money. I might as well leave and cut my losses for the afternoon. I'm heading toward the exit to the booths when I hear the chime of someone coming in the door. I stop dead in my tracks. I'll at least wait to see who new guy turns out to be? In walks a fairly good-looking Latino guy in his early 30's. 5'9", 170 lbs or so. He's wearing dusty, faded jeans, well worn, brown steel-toe work boots and an orange polo shirt with then name and logo of a large Paving Company from the area. He wandered down the hallway of booths, finally going into one and locking the door behind him. Every one of the gay guys in the hallway watched him like he was "fresh meat", and they were ready to pounce. One of the guys quickly followed after the Latino guy and tried the doorknob. But, sure enough, the door was locked. I moved to the booth next to his and stood in the doorway. I was hoping that after a few minutes, he'd get horny and unlock the door. From where I was standing, I was hoping I could hear the click if he did unlock the door. That quite often happens in these places. Several different guys strolled past and tried the doorknob. Finally his dollar ran out on the video machine, and he exited the booth. He wandered up and down the hallway a few times. Again, every guy in the hall had their eye on him. He walked past me as I stood in one of the booths doorways. We made quick eye contact and he entered the booth directly across from me. We again made eye contact as he pulled the door closed. But not completely closing the door. He left the door cracked open just a bit. Well, like flies on shit, I could see all the guys begin to rush towards his booth door. I was the shortest distance away from the door and got there first. I've learned you've got to be quick, in situations like this. This is no time to be courteous. It's every man for himself, when the competition for dick is this slim. LOL I entered his booth and locked the door behind me. He already had his cock out of his zipper and had it in his hand. A str8 porn movie was on the screen. I pulled out my poppers and dropped to my knees. I took his cock into my mouth. It was limp, and had a very ample foreskin dangling in front. I sucked and gently chewed on his foreskin. I slid my tongue up into his foreskin. After making love to his beautiful foreskin for a few minutes, I then went to work on sucking his cock. He cock continued to grow as I worked on him. He was definitely a grower, not a shower. He soon grew to a very nice 6 1/2 inches long. And rock hard. After a few minutes, he pulled from me and sat down on the chair. I crawled between his legs and went back to work on his cock and balls. He seemed to really get off when I was sucking on his low hanging, big ball sack, while I looked up into his eyes. I would alternate between sucking on his cock and then his balls. He was very aroused and I could tell he was getting close to cumming. Sure enough he was soon breathing hard and softly saying, "I'm cumming. Dude, I'm cumming!". His sweet cum filled my mouth and I greedily gulped it down. "Thanks", I said as I stood up and pulled a few paper towels from the dispenser to wipe my mouth. "No, Thank you! That was a great blow job, Man!". "Any time", I said as I pulled myself together and he pulled up his pants. I smiled at him as I left his booth.

I woke today at 9am when I heard my phone chime that I had a text. I grabbed my phone from the bedstand and checked my messages. There was a text from Walt that had just been sent. "I've got some new black dick for you, bitch. Get over here and taste it with mine". I texted him back that I'd be over ASAP. After cleaning out and showering, I headed over to Walt's condo. I knocked on the door and I heard his familiar voice yell out. "It's open. Come in". I turned the knob and entered his condo. It was pretty dark in the living room. The blinds were all closed. But the light from the TV set and the str8 porn movie showing on the screen gave enough light for me to see Walt and another black guy sitting on the sofa, naked and stroking their cocks to some str8 porn. "Lock the door, fag. You've got some dicks to suck". I locked the door and quickly shucked my clothes. "Is Antone here", I asked? "Nope. Antone's moved back with his Mother in L.A. He hated his job and quit it after one week. So I told the lazy little shit that he had to get another job or get out. He moved back to his Mother, the little prick". "Who's your friend", I asked? "Pardon my rudeness", Walt laughed. "Dave, Ben, Ben, Dave. Ben's my old Army buddy from the Army. Ben's a Master Sergeant at Ft. Benning, GA. He's stayin with me for a few days. He hasn't been in Vegas in quite a few years, so I want you to help make this a memorable visit for him", Walt again said with a chuckle. My eyes have adjusted to the darkness of the living room. I can see Ben is an attractive black man in his early 40's. Short military haircut. Broad, muscular chest with tightly curled black hair covering his muscled pecs and and abs. He had muscular thighs and calves. He didn't appear very tall, but he was tight, and compact. Very handsome and masculine. "My pleasure. Welcome to Vegas", I said as I dropped to my knees between Master Sergeant Ben's long, muscular legs. "Wooooooooo.......", Ben said, as he put his arm out to keep me from leaning down to his half hard cock. "You're here to suck off Walt, buddy. Not me. I don't do shit with fags. I'm just curious to see you service my buddy, here. I don't want your faggot mouth on my dick.". "My apologies", I say as I scoot over between Walt's legs and take his big dick between my lips. "Sorry, Dave. Should have warned you. Ben just wants to watch and jack off. You'll have to settle for just my dick". I continue to suck on Walt's cock. He grows quickly as I work on him. From the corner of my eye I can see Ben stroking his cock. He mainly watches the str8 porn on the screen. But will occasionally turn his head and watch me worshiping his Army Buddies cock. Walt now has grown to full hardness. His cock has a big mushroom head on it. I suck, lick up and down and occasionally suck on his balls. Ben seems to be spending more and more of his time watching me work on Walt, than he's doing watching the str8 porn. I lift Walt's legs and begin to lick his asshole. Walt now lets out a soft moan. He draws his knees to his chest to give me better access to his hole. I spread his asscheeks and really go to work on his ass. Walt's moaning loudly and getting verbal. "Yeah! Eat my hole, Faggot! Eat my black hole, you queer!" I catch a glimpse of Ben leaning forward to get a closer and better look at me eating his buddy's hole. Soon, Walt has moved himself to his knees on the sofa. His ass pointing out. I again spread his asscheeks and again dive into his hole with my tongue. I have to occasionally come up for air. As I come up for air I decide to take a drag on my poppers. As I'm poppering up I look over to Ben. Ben is now rock hard. He's got a good 9"s of beautiful bbc. He's stroking it furiously and is ignoring the TV screen. He's been watching me eat out his friend. After a few sniffs of poppers, I go back to eating Walt's ass. Walt finally pulls his ass from my mouth, turns and feeds me his cock again. As I'm sucking, Walt leans forward and begins to finger my asshole. Yup! He want's my hole. After a few minutes of me sucking Walt and him fingering my ass, Walt gets up and moves to the end of the sofa. It has a very low, upholstered arm on the ends. He tells me to kneel on the arm of the sofa, so he can stand behind me and fuck. I move to the end of the sofa and kneel on the arm. I lean forward and brace myself on the sofa cushion. My ass is now at a good level for Walt's dick. Walt lubes up my ass and his cock and quickly slides up into me as I sniff my poppers. Ben is sitting less than a foot in front of me on the sofa. I'm eye level with his big, 9" black cock. He's still stroking it. I see some precum form on the piss slit of his cock. Walt's cock feels amazing in my ass. I'm moaning and Walt's moaning as he fucks me. Ben suddenly scoots closer to me. His cock is now just inches from my face. He obviously has changed his mind. I lean forward a bit and lick the drop of precum from his cock. He pulls his cock back from my lips as if he doesn't want me to do it. But then slaps his cock on my tongue that I have out. He slaps his cock several times on my lips and tongue. Then he scoots a little bit closer and I take his cock between my lips. It's an awkward angle. I can't get too much into my mouth. So, I come up off his cock and ask him to scoot closer. He does and I swallow his cock as far as I can down my throat. Soon we have a good rhythm going of Walt's cock slamming in my ass, and my mouth sliding up and down Ben's cock. Walt slaps my ass a few times as he's fucking me. "This is a nice pussy, Ben. Sure you don't want to take a ride?" "Nice and silky inside", Walt says. Ben pulls his cock from my mouth and stands up. He walks to my ass to see his buddy's cock sliding in and out of my ass. "Ok. Let me try that hole". Walt pulls out of me and Ben slides his cock into me. "Ah.......Fuck!" I hear Ben say as he slides into my warm, wet hole. Ben wastes no time in beginning to fuck fast and furiously. I'm sniffing poppers as Walt moves to where Ben had been sitting and feeds me his cock. Ben is really pounding hard. I finally have to give up sucking Walt. Because Ben't thrusts are so hard, it's making me gag on Walt's cock. Soon, Ben lets out a loud grunt and slams deep into me. I feel his cock throbbing as he empties his load in my cunt. "God, DAMN!", Ben shouts as he fills my ass with his load. He pulls out quickly from my ass, as if he's just realized what he's done. Walt quickly stands and takes his place. Again slamming into my now dripping pussy. Walt grabs me tightly around the waist and slams hard and deep into me. "Fuckin whore! Yeah, this fuckin whore loves our straight black dicks", Walt says as he really goes to town ramming my hole. 5 or 6 more minutes of intense fucking finally results in him letting out a low, growl as he begins to shake and his own load fills my gut. I milk all I can from his cock as he slowly slides out of me. Then he feeds me his cock to clean off. As Walt pulls out and I climb off the sofa arm, I notice that Ben has been standing to the side of us, closely watching his friend seed my hole. His cock is still hard and he's stroking it. I drop to my knees at his feet and open my mouth. I taste his cock as he's stroking. I can taste his cum and my ass on it. I try to suck him, but he pulls away and just continues to stroke his cock fast and furiously. So, I just kneel here with my mouth open. So he knows I want his load. Soon he moans again and cum sprays from his piss slit. I dive onto his cock with my mouth and swallow as much of his cum as I can capture. Then he pulls his cock from my mouth and he goes into the bathroom to clean off. I dress as Walt lights up a cigarette and sits on the sofa. He picks up the remote and flips off the porn dvd and finds an ESPN station. I dress and pull myself together. As I'm ready to go, Ben comes out of the bathroom. A towel wrapped around his waist. "Thanks for the fuck, guys. I always enjoy it, Walt. Thanks, Ben", I say as I leave the condo. "Sure thing", I hear Walt say as I close the door behind me.

I don't use the term referring to myself, but use it as a reflection of the top. I came out to a friend yesterday who I have worked with for 2.5 years, she was shocked. Many of the women I work with have hit on me. I think I am obviously gay, but then, I know me. She said there is nothing feminine about me, and it really is true. I don't see anything wrong with that, I just am not. The big turn on for me when a top or Dom guy calls me or my hole a "pussy" is not the word so much as the attitude behind it. It's more the attitude of power and control that cums along with it. And that doesn't happen with all tops/Doms. I find bullies weak and boring, a total turn off. There is a mind fuck that some guys have that makes me wildly sub and open, wanting to be bred by them even more... kind of an "on" switch. When that is conveyed in their use of the word "pussy" , I fucking love it.

I collect loads by jacking off into a small sealable plastic food container then put it into the freezer. When I'm getting ready to get fucked, I'll thaw the container in the fridge a little, then pour some liquid cum into an ice cube tray. Some stores will sell the kind of tray made of silicone with the shape of a bullet to put the cubes in water bottles. Perfect for making cum suppositories. Melts nicely as you're driving to your top's place so you're lubed and ready to take more loads.

15 sweaty groaning-and-moaning-filled minutes later the chem-controlled sexy sub pig boy (whose name I learned was Trevor) was laying on top of me on the living room carpeted floor in a wet noisy 69 feast on each other's hard dripping dicks (gotta love that Viagra!) while equally piggish slurping sounds were being made by our hot leather daddy as he picked up where I had left off eating this sexy pig's parTyed up virgin ass! Trevor's muffled moans and lustfilled cries around my throbbing poz cock buried in his throat created vibrations through my shaft and down into my nuts and asshole as he couldn't keep from reacting to daddy's long thick and experienced tongue! Daddy ate ass like no one else I've ever known. His tongue made toes curl and jocks cry with the intense pleasure and erotic feelings. And of course the additional 2 shards of T daddy had added to this boi's greedy mancunt were helping immensely to push him closer to that point of begging to have his cherry popped..which would only be the beginning of this safe-sex bi stud's weekend journey to the dark sweet pleasures of raw bareback drug-filled poz sex...and his own pozzing! In my position I could watch up close as daddy's wet sexy tongue lapped and chewed at and penetrated Trevor's loosening pink hole. DAMN! That was such a fucking view and made me use my mouth tongue and throat on Trevor harder and more determined to work him to that edge...but not allowing him to cum yet. Daddy had already told me that the pig's NEED to cum would be the leverage he'd use if needed to get the boi to agree to take daddy's bare poz dick. Once he agreed to that Daddy would give him permission to cum....while he was getting his first ever ass-drilling from a bare raw chemmed up unmedicated POZ cock! Fucking hot to think about that happening soon! My thoughts were brought back to the current moment when I realized that daddy's face and tongue weren't in the pigs ass anymore at what was apparently the same moment the pig realized it too. Suddenly I felt the coolness of the air on my throbbing wet boner as Trevor pulled off my dick and turned his head back and asked Daddy to please not stop. "It feels so damn good having your tongue in me, Sir!" I cooled down the intensity that I'd been eating this boi's beautiful cock with, but kept my lips sucking around his oozing head wondering what daddy had in mind. Daddy chuckled his deep masculine way that I knew from experience meant he was ready to move things forward faster toward our immediate goal. "Yea pig boi?" I heard daddy say. "That hot sexy boihole likes having something in it, doesn't it? Is that sweet Tina cunt of yours hungry to have something inside it and making you feel better than you ever have?" "Oh fuck yea, Daddy Sir!" the tweaked out innocent pig boi answered without hesitation. What you and your boy have done with my ass tonight is fucking incredible! I need more! I need to feel you inside my hole Daddy! I'm so damn horny! Please! Please Daddy....can I feel you back in my hole again?!!" As I heard the pig say that it was all I could do not to cum right then. He had no idea what doors that pleading was about to open up to him, but once opened they wouldn't be shut again! Daddy'd make sure of that!

Made arrangements with two fuckbuddies for a night at the local sex club. One guy, clean cut, athletic and with a sleazy streak met me at my place and we smoked a bowl of T. He had me on all fours and started eating my ass. He enjoyed blowing air up my arse and had me press out the air while he was fucking me. He fucked me well and fingered my hole until my ass lips were swollen. He then dropped a lad up my ass. Using his fingers he smeared the cum all over my used hole. We smoked another bowl and got dressed. I put on my party jeans which had a large hole in the back and were still covered in cum stains and ass juices from previous visits to the sex club. At the sex club we met up with my 2nd fuckbuddy, a muscled guy from South America with a huge cock. He would normally fuck me hard and deep at his place but tonight he wanted to fuck me in public. The three of us went to the area with a fuck bench in a cage and my South American fuck buddy bent me over the fuck bench and pulled down my dirty jeans. I pulled out my bottle of poppers and took a few hits. My fuckbuddy knew I got fucked before coming to the club and wasted no time. He slammed his 9 inch fuck tool deep in to my hole and pinned me to the fuck bench while he started fucking me roughly, knowing I loved him dominating and owning my ass. Other guys were standing around and started feeding me cock and poppers. My fuckbuddy instructed them to work my tits hard and told them 'this slut loves it'. While I was getting fucked hard I saw my cleancut fuckbuddy watching from across the open space, jerking his hard cock. I was still pinned to the fuck bench feeling my ass getting torn up by my muscled fuckbuddy. I could tell he was getting close and with forceful thrusts he nailed me to the bench filling my guts with his cum. He collapsed on top of me and his sweat covered arms were hugging me. He told me to enjoy the rest of the night, pulled out and had me clean his cum covered cock while another guy started fucking me. I pushed the new top off and made my way to the cubicles in the basement. My cleancut fuckbuddy was fucking someone in the corridor as I went into a cublice with large gloryholes. Within seconds I heard someone entering next door and it was my fuckbuddy. He asked me to put my used and cum lubed hole against the gloryhole so he could eat it while I pushed out the cum. I was still high on the T and was snorting poppers while he started fucking me. He loves sloppy seconds and fucked me as hard as he could before dumping his load in my ass. I felt his fingers scoop some cum out of my ass and he told me to turn around so he could feed me his cum and I could clean his cock. He slapped my ass and disappeared. I was horny as hell and as soon as my fuckbuddy left I heard someone else entering the cubicle. I pressed my cum leaking hole against the gloryhole hoping for some more action. Soon I felt a finger probing my puffy ass lips and starting to dig into my hole. Now 3 fingers were exploring my arse but suddenly it stopped and the guy asked me to open the door to my cubicle so he could come and join me. I recognized the voice; an Asian top with talented hands. WOOF!! As soon as he was in the cubicle he had me on the cum covered floor ass up in the air. We both took a few big hits of poppers and his fist disappeared into my ass without any difficulty. He was in ff heaven because he knew I would be up to get punch fisted. He told me to keep taking popper while he started alternating his hands. We were both fucking horny and all I wanted was for him to start punching my hole. The sounds of my sloppy cum filled hole getting punch fisted filled the cubicle. A hard cock appeared through the gloryhole and my fister told me to suck that cock. Within minutes I felt the cock expanding and my throat being filled with a salty cumload. I collapsed and lay on the floor with my Asian FF buddy's fist still up my ass. He slowly pulled out his clenched fist stretching my ass muscles to the max before taking it out completely. We kissed and I pulled up my fuck jeans. A few guys were standing outside the cubicle rubbing their cocks but I had my share for the night. Walking home I could feel cum leaking out of my hole. I smelled an looked like a real cum whore, a happy one.

Game Quest: Part 5 The Confession I moved him toward the kitchen, and the basement door leading to my playroom, and stopped him at the top of the stairs. “We’re now going to my interrogation room in the basement. Any last words?” I said into his ear. “No Sir,” he said. “Good boy,” I said, removing his glasses and replacing them with the leather blindfold. “Watch your step boy.” “You must really play this game a lot, if you have a room for it.” He said while I tightened and buckles the blindfold. “It’s been a while boy, but I think I’ll be playing it a lot more now,” I said slyly. Panic took him a bit as I moved him toward the first step and I held onto his arms to steady him as he searched for the first stair with his feet. Slowly we proceed down the stairs and to my playroom. When I got my prize to the door, I swung it open and reached for a leash inside the door, and hooked it to his collar. I shoved him in hard “On the ground boy, unless told otherwise, you walk on your knees here unless told otherwise!” Still bound he fell onto his left shoulder on one of the gym mats I scattered like throw rugs around my cement floored playroom. I tugged at his leash to bring him up to a kneeling position, then lead him across to the bondage chair. “Up now!” I tugged at his collar and brought him to a standing position. “There’s a chair behind you, that you’re going to be in for a while, so sit and make yourself comfortable.” I unlocked his cuffs and lowered him down into the heavy wooden chair. Once In the chair, I relocked each of his wrist cuffs to eyebolts on the high arms of the chair, and then passed his leash through one of the higher slats on the back of the chair, and pulled until his back was straight and some of his weight was on the collar. Then I strapped his chest tight against the chair back and replaced his ankle shackles with leather cuffs that I then locked to legs of the chair. Nice and secure in the chair, and a little dribble of pre-cum bubbling in his cock slit, It was now time to let the fun begin. I reached for the printout of our conversation on Daddies4bois, and decided on my line of questioning. “Are you comfortable, prisoner?” I asked. Knowing he wasn’t a hundred percent “comfortable” in the chair I laughed when he struggled with how to respond. “Yes, Sir,” he finally stuttered. “What is your full name boy?” I demanded. “Gregory Rienster,” he responded. “Where do you live?” He gave his name and address, which I noted down. I continued the rather banal line of questions to lure him into a sense of security in the game. Then I asked him, “Do you know who ‘gameboyfordaddy’ is? Even blindfolded, the look of shock in his face was obvious, his mouth moved trying to figure out how to answer and his face blushed the darkest shade of red. I repeated my question this time louder and with more aggression. Finally, he said with a dry throat, “He is me, Sir.” “What do you mean boy?” “He is you?” I fired back. “That’s my user name, Sir.” “Where is that your username boy?” Again his mouth was moving looking for words. “Where… is that your username boy?” I insisted. “On on, Daddies4boys.com, Sir” he stuttered. “And what kind of site is that boy?” “It’s an online dating site, Sir.” His voice was trembling now. “And what are you looking for on this site boy?” I kept my voice deep and sharp. “Daddies Sir” he said with his voice further in his throat. “Are you a faggot boy?” I shot at him. No response, instead his face and mouth tightened as if soon tears would come. Beautiful, I thought to myself. “I think you are boy! Let me read to you your profile.” I then took the print out and read to him his entire profile, about his stats, interest in being dominated, kinks etc. and most importantly the new bareback information he had added at the earlier persuasion of my fake persona on the very same site. “So,” I said, “it appears to be that you’re a little faggot who wants to suck daddy dick and take dicks raw up your asshole.” It worked, he started sniffling, his lips started to quiver, and a tear slipped out from behind his blindfold. I put down the print out and walked over to my prey and knelt down and said into his ear, “Go on boy, say it. Say you’re a worthless little fag that want to get fucked full of raw daddy seed.” You could see it all well up inside him until it broke like a dam. His chest started heaving and he started blubbering like a baby. If not for the heavy blind fold tears would have been pouring down his face. I saw his cock soften, and said deeply into his ear repeating over and over: “Go on boy, tell me you want to be treated as a worthless little cumdump.” I thought I’d have to push him even more to break him, but his sobbing got heavier, and in a barely intelligible voice and getting hung up on certain words, he said it. “Yes s s s Sir, I’m a w w wo worthless fagg g g gtot t t. P p plea s se tr tr treat me lik k k e a w wo orthless cum dump.” That’s it, that’s all I needed, I took my phone from the shelf and send a text to a good friend of my saying “Game on! Tell others.”

Daddy Max had an astonished look on his face as he watched Alex fight to not cum. He gently reached over and took Alex’s face in both his hands, looked him in the eye, and said, “Does the fact that I’m poz and want to fuck you turn you on that much?” A shudder went through Alex and he moaned loudly, “You have NO idea! I’ve thought about it off and on, and just tonight had decided to give in and start trying to get converted. And now you’re here, wanting to fuck me, and telling me you’re poz. It’s like a fucking dream come true!” “Well my stud boy, let’s work on making that dream a reality.” Daddy Max got up and helped Alex off the bunk. He led him to the sling and helped him get settled in it. With a devilish grin, he put the ankle and wrist restraints on him. “If we’re going to do this, we might as well do it right.” After he got Alex secured, he said, “You must be thirsty. I’ve got some bottled water here if you’d like some. And I have some with a little something that would make tonight so much better for you, if you’re interested.” “Are you talking GHB or something stronger?” he asked cautiously. Daddy Max leaned in close to Alex with a tender look on his face. “I would never lie to you or do anything to hurt you. I wasn’t kidding when I said earlier that you might just be a keeper. I definitely want to talk more about that after tonight. But I do want us, especially you, to have fun tonight. It’s up to you if you want some enhancement or not.” “What the hell, why not!” Alex exclaimed. Since his hands were restrained, Daddy Max tipped the water bottle so he could get a good drink of the prepared water. He had never done GHB before, but knew all about it. He swallowed a good portion of the water and settled back in the sling. His new daddy started running his hands all over Alex’s chest and stomach, pinching his nipples. He leaned in and kissed him and then went over to a locker to get a few things. He brought back some lube, a good sized toy, and a hand towel. Then he got down on his knees so his face was even with Alex’s ass and started giving him some return treatment. Daddy Max started running his tongue up and down the spread wide ass crack. Then he zeroed in on the asshole and started tongue fucking it. Alex moaned. It wasn’t long before Max got a taste of the load that was already in Alex’s cunt. He sucked some of the load out and went and kissed Alex, sharing it with him. “Was that poz cum?” he asked. Alex nodded with a silly grin on his face. The GHB was starting to take effect and he was feeling a little loopy. Max patted him on his cheek, “Good boy!”. He went back to his ass and lubed up a few of his fingers. He put one in and started feeling around, getting him lubed up. I inserted 2 fingers easily enough and started stretching his hole. He also hooked his fingers and used his nails to scrape a few times while he was fucking in and out with them. “Even in his drugged condition, Alex reacted at that, “OW!”. “Just making it a little easier for you tonight,” Max explained. He was still fucking his 2 fingers in and out and Alex’s pain turned to pure pleasure. He then added a 3rd finger and went back to stretching as he fucked them in and out. “Oh fuck, yes, finger that ass,” Alex begged him. “ I want that thick daddy cock inside me.” “Almost there, stud, just hold on.” He could tell the drug was working on him so he added a 4th finger to make sure he was good and open. When he finally pulled his fingers ou, there were some pink areas, so he knew he’d scraped him enough to make him bleed. His new stud was going to get his wish tonight. Max lubed up the toy and put the head up to the stretched out hole. It sank in pretty quickly. It wasn’t quite as big as his 8.5X7 cock, but it was good enough sized to make sure he was ready for what came next. “OH GOD, YEAH!!!” Alex cried out. “Fuck me with that thing!”. He was obviously enjoying the toy, so Max started a good in and out rhythm, going all the way in every time. “You like that toy in you, don’t you?” he asked. Alex purred, ”Oh fuck yeah. Can’t wait til I have you inside me, though Daddy Max!”. Max picked up the pace a little with the toy and used it for a few more minutes. He pulled it out, stood up, and started lubing his thick cock up. “Get ready boy, here comes the real thing.” “Oh fuck yes, Daddy, please fuck me with your poz cock!!!” Max put the head of his cock up to the younger stud’s asshole and rubbed it back and forth a few times. Alex started squirming in the sling. “Take my toxic cock, boy!” Max shoved the head and a few inches of his thick rod into the waiting cunt. Even with the fingering and toy play, he was still really tight. “UNGH!” Alex yelled out, but was still trying to fuck his ass onto the thick invader. “Oh yeah, that stuff has you really ready to be fucked good and hard,” Max commented. Alex was sweating quite a bit, his cock was rock hard and leaking, and he was grunting as he tried to fuck his tight ass onto the thick daddy cock. Max grabbed hold of the chains holding the sling up and started really plowing the rest of his cock in, fucking an inch or two in, then pulling out a bit, then fucking a few more inches in til he was all the way in. “You got my entire poz cock in you now, boy,” Daddy Max told him. “Please fuck me with it Daddy Max, fuck me and fill me up with your poz cum! I need it.” Alex replied. “Oh, you’re going to get it, alright. And I have a special surprise for you, boy. My doctor is changing my meds, so I’m actually off meds right now. You’re going to get a load of unmedicated poz cum fucked into you.” As Daddy Max said that, he was plunging his hard, thick, poz cock in and when he ran over Alex’s prostate, he shot his load all over his stomach and chest. He even got some on his lips. The news about the unmedicated poz cum turned him on that much. His orgasm caused his asshole to contract on Daddy Max’s cock which pushed him towards his own orgasm. “You’re making me cum, boy. Here it is, I can’t hold back, TAKE MY TOXIC LOAD!” He stayed balls deep in Alex’s well fucked cunt and unloaded deep inside him. Both of them moaning, grunting, and cussing. Daddy Max stayed buried in his boy until every bit of cum was drained from his toxic balls. He leaned in and kissed Alex deeply and passionately. They made out for several minutes until Max’s cock grew soft and slipped out of the well fucked hole. He pulled back a little and said, “I have one more surprise for you, if you’re up for it.” Alex was still pretty worked up, but having that massive orgasm helped calm him down a little. “What do you have for me now?” Alex asked. “Your friend Sam who fucked you earlier is a fuck bud of mine. I ran into him after he dumped his load in you and we set this up. He knew you wanted to convert and he could tell I had the hots for you, so he put my room number on one of the marker boards saying there was a hot stud in the sling wanting poz loads. If you’re up for it, when I open that door, there should be poz guys waiting to fuck you. If you aren’t up for it, I’ll go erase the message, no harm, no foul.” Alex’s cock sprang back to life as he listened to what all had been set up, just for him. “Fuck YEAH, I’m up for it!” he exclaimed. “This is a dream come true. I’d like some more of that water, though, before you open the door. I want to really enjoy this.” Max retrieved the bottle he drank from earlier and helped him finish it off. Before he opened the door, he leaned in and said, “You’re making your new daddy VERY happy, boy,” then he kissed him deeply. “So let’s get the next phase of this party started,” he said and walked over and opened the door.

Ive got a young 20 yr old calls me at work on occasion. Asks if he can come over. Of course I say yes. I'm waiting in the dark restroom, naked and bent over. He face fucks me till I can taste his precum. He rough fucks my hole and calls me his cum slut, pumps in a load and then leaves. I'm left with a cum sloppy hole and loving it!

Incest, the game the whole family can play

There is not doubt. I spend some portion of every day thinking about cock. Some times that is working on getting the next cock in my ass. Some times, it is getting fucked. And some times, it is just reflecting on how fucking good a hard cock feels. Then you add in my obsession with feeling cum in my ass.....and my expressed desire for all the POZ cum I can get and you see that I fully meet the standard the OP suggested. Being somewhat of a lifelong barebacking bottom slut, I have enjoyed men in numbers that I hesitate to share. But, if you do the math, I have likely taken nearly 200 sperm for every man, woman and child currently on this planet. That is a fucking lot of cum....and I have enjoyed it all. Still, I continue to use a fair amount of my free time chasing more cock. Hell, if you are a bottom faggot cum slut, why not embrace it and make it your lifestyle.

This is so fucking amazing - I have a mental list of conquests I would love to reencounter at this point in my life. Conquests i encountered when i was the shy but eager sex novice :-) how i would rock their world now... If i had the chance To seduce and tempt them with who I now truly relish being... a fiercely proud pnp manwhore with the juiciest mancunt that begs to be pounded and bred by tops and a thick juicy Poz cock for the sloppiest mancunts

A few moments later Daddy and I both looked at each other over the cock pigs sweaty arching back, smiling evilly at each other as we realized the booty bump - and definitely not the last one this weekend - was hitting this virgin cock sucker. I had just slid 3 tina-coated fingers back into his tight burning and accepting hole and was thrusting the fingers as deep inside him as I could reach while turning and twisting them. No flinch this time when the burn came...just a hungry moan and an even hungrier push of his ass back to take my magic fingers deeper. "DAMN boy!" I heard Daddy say. "Yeah suck that cock! Fucking deepthroat that hard fat daddy dick and gag on it! You like that dick doncha? Like feeling it stretch and fill up your face hole doncha?" The pig mumbled loudly and eagerly around the fat poz cock impaling his throat as he pushed back more onto my fingers. "And you like what your pig bro's doing to your ass too, doncha cock pig? You can't get enough of how he's making your ass feel right?" Daddy pulled the sucking mouth abruptly off his cock and the pig cried out "I love it Daddy! I fucking love it! My ass has never felt so good! Please can I have more?!" Daddy grinned at the flying pig boi as he slid the pipe stem between his full wet lips and lit the flame. "Of course boi. You can have more all weekend long. Now inhale BIG while your bro keeps working your ass!" To Be Continued............

Grabbing the meaty cheeks of the young hot pig pushing his ass out toward me I spread them wide and almost gasped with dark hunger as his pink hole smiled at me thru the tufts of black hair surrounding that still-innocent pucker. This boi's hole was MADE to be eaten, fucked, bred....and knocked up! And with the tina in my system ratcheting up my own piggy hunger I was ready to take care of the first penetration....my eager tongue into the depths of that virgin bi pig hole! Along with a good number of tina shards once I had him wet and loosened. And leather daddy and Miss T had him distracted. I moved my face within a couple inches of his hole and gently blew across it. I felt his asscheeks quiver in my grip as I did so, and heard his muffled moan as daddy had his entire dick buried in the cockpig's throat. I blew one more time on the hole then could not hold back, and moved my head and neck forward, my tongue leading the way as it made contact with his sweaty and quivering asslips. DAMN!! Did his hole taste good....and that was just the first taste. I couldn't wait to really taste him as I would get him loose enough to take my tongue past his hole into his chute. And I wasted no time! I grabbed his asscheeks more firmly for a better hold, spread them wider and noisily began licking, lapping and probing at his sweet never-before-fucked hole. His moans though still muffled became louder and his whole body started shaking as he pushed his ass back eager to get more of my tongue into him. I gladly obliged! "You like your pig brother's tongue on your sub pig cunt boi?" Daddy asked him. I heard an eager muffled response which I knew was a definite "YES!". GAWD! I couldn't get enough of this boi's hole on my tongue. It was going to be even so much sweeter once daddy and I worked him at both ends with tina to get him flying. As I feasted I heard daddy tell him to take a couple hits off the pipe. As he took daddy's dick from his mouth, just before taking the pipe stem between his lips he spoke in a heated half whisper half moan to me..."Oh fuck yeah dude! Eat my hot hole. Fuck it with your tongue! Damn that feels so good!! Never had anybody do that before...oh..yes..please!" I slapped one hand on his hairy asscheek to let him know I heard him, as I heard daddy tell him to take a couple of really big hits off the pipe and it'd make my tongue feel even better in his hole! I was only vaguely aware of their actions as in my hunger I was lost in worshipping this pig's ass with my tongue! I knew too that I needed to get it good and slicked up and loosened for the tina daddy wanted me to slide inside that hole. I heard daddy compliment the sub pig on his cloud then heard the click of the lighter as I redoubled my piggish drilling of this sweet hole offered to me. I ate him for about another 5 minutes or so before I reached over to the bag of nice chunky shards of tina and grabbed a 2 or 3 good sized pieces between my wet fingers. I pulled my tongue from the spit drenched hole and my face from the sweaty hairy crack as I moved the fingers with the tina just above his crack. I heard him whimper around daddy's dick in disappointment. "Don't worry, pig," I told him. "I'm not done. Just need to catch my breath. But I'm gonna slide my wet fingers in that hot hairy hole of yours. I think you're needing something in there don't ya?" I saw him bob his head up and down as he mumbled another yes around the meat in his mouth. I winked at daddy then pulled on one cheek with my free hand and slowly slid the 2 fingers covered with the t into his receptive hole. he winced and flinched as he felt the burn of the tina but I held his waist tight and daddy held his head. "It's ok, boi," I said reassuringly. It's just burning cause your hole is so tight. You'll start to feel real good in a moment when you get used to it. Why don't you ask daddy for another hit off the pipe in the meantime?" I finished as my fingers moved further into his heated hole and the tina began to melt in to him. Now the REAL pig boi was going to come out!!

"Get up here boy and sit in Daddy's lap. It's time for all 3 of us to get real piggy." The cocksucker, hearing daddy's command took one last loud slurp on the meaty tool he had been feeding on then rose up and eagerly straddled daddy's thighs wiggling his hairy ass against the spit soaked cock rubbing up against him. "You two pigs looked damn hot when you were making out earlier. Got your leather daddy horned up nice and hard. Now I want to see you two fuckers shotgun some tina then really make out." The pig boi and I looked at each other eagerly, and I could see the barely restrained hunger in his dark soulless dilated eyes. He was a damn good kisser and I was going to enjoy this just for that part of it alone. But even more, I would enjoy it knowing that the shotguns would get him even more spun and closer to crossing that line he wasn't even aware Daddy had already drawn for him. Daddy placed the well-loaded pipe stem up to the full wet lips of this young horny sub pig and lit the flame under the bowl. "Take a HUGE hit pig. I want this shotgun to last so you two fucking bois can swap spit a long time and make Daddy's dick hard and needing to cum." The boi moaned hungrily and began to inhale deep and steady. I was impressed! His hit was even longer than most of Daddy's. As I watched him inhale, I saw the change reflected in his darkening eyes, the powerful potent Tina taking control of him....just as Daddy had planned. The next step would begin soon...as a matter of fact right after we shotgunned. My eyes flickered briefly to the TV screen playing - of course - gay bareback porn. The scene showing now was 2 hot daddies with a young jock in a sling, one feeding him the pipe while the other was blowing clouds up his hole. We didn't have a sling, but.... The sub boi finally ended his hit and with a whispered seductive command from our Daddy he leaned forward to meet my parted lips, and exhaled the biggest damn shotgun I had ever had! Holy Shit!! I started feeling my whole body tingle within seconds! If I wasn't careful I'd be as out of it as our star attraction. I sucked the smoke in slowly tasting his lips and tongue, then returned it to him as we moaned into each other. My fingers moved to his nips and began pulling on them, intensifying the shotgun and tongue action as we traded the smoke back and forth 6 or 7 times. The smoke was gone but with daddy egging us on we leaned into each other and started making out noisily. What a fucking tongue and mouth this boi had on him! I couldn't wait to have him using it on my poz cock! As we continued making out, now rubbing each others skin, I felt Daddy's hand slide down my naked sweaty back then felt the familiar pleasure of his thick finger sliding into my wet hole. I grunted with lust and need, and at the same time realized he must have done the same thing to the pig as he grunted loud and hard and pulled back from my lips. "That hurts, Sir", he said, looking at Daddy. "That's what Daddy wants, right now pig. And you want to please your Daddy, don't you?" "Yes, Daddy, but...." "No buts, pig! It's only hurting because your hole is so tight and dry. My other boy is obviously enjoying it, but his hole is nice and wet and recently stretched." Daddy looked at me and I took the cue. "Daddy, maybe I can help get the pig's hole wet so he'll enjoy it when you slide your finger in him again. I've been wanting to taste that hairy hole of his ever since he got naked! May I, Sir, please?" Daddy had told me to be sure to play up the submissive attitude at the beginning. Daddy looked at the sub pig who was already nodding his head, silently asking daddy to approve. "You liked his tongue in your mouth, didn't you boi? I bet you'd fucking love to feel him using it on your ass wouldn't you?" "Oh yes, daddy, I would! Please! I want him to eat my ass and make me wet...so I can please you!" Daddy leaned back in his chair, pushed us both off his lap and spread his legs, his thick, 8.5 inch cut beautiful toxic cock throbbing in the air. "On your knees, pig! You and me will smoke the pipe and you'll suck Daddy's cock, while your pig brother gets behind you and fucks your hole with his tongue. Would you like that?" Daddy hadn't even finished the question before the pig was on his knees, licking at the oozings coming out of the piss slit of the cock in front of him and arching his back and pushing his ass out for me. "Yes, Daddy! I would...I would like it very much!" Daddy put the pipe to the boi's lips again and commanded him to suck the glass cock, then suck his Daddy's cock. He looked over the boi's back at me with an almost demonic leer of dark pleasure on his face and nodding his head toward the full baggie of T shards on the table next to me said to me, "And, you. boy! Do what you're back there to do! And make sure your pig brother feels it!" I smiled as I lowered my face to this young unsuspecting chemmed up jock's ass, knowing my tongue wasn't going to be the only thing sliding up his hole in the next few minutes. To Be Continued.....

Part 2 Troy didn't know that his fate was sealed the moment he signed the contract. If that last session had him questioning his sexuality, but the cash had him rethinking his actions. With Tommy's cock still lodged in his hole after the 6th load I let Troy know he made $750 that night. I knew the next video session was going to leave him completely defeated. This time Troy arrived early hoping to talk to me about what he did last week. He asked me if he could go back to the solo sessions. I let him know that he was such a success last week there have been requests pouring in for more. Besides, it's in his contract to follow the direction given to him by the owner (a.k.a. me). I figured that if he just followed direction, relaxed and just let what ever happens happen, he could make a lot of money. Troy then asked me how much could he make if he listens to me. I hinted that he could easily make close to 6 figures (and I wasn't lying). He seemed to agree as Tommy arrived to join him for that nights session. As they were getting ready I asked Troy if he'd like to get more serious with Tina, that he could really be put into a zone with Tina there's no way he wouldn't enjoy himself. I told him to just follow Tommy's lead and I bet he could double what he made last week. Before they began I offered both of them a drink. Troy was unaware that the drinks were laced with GHB (Troy's drink had a lot more than Tommy's drink). To help put Troy at ease I made sure to have Tommy pay some attention to his dick (before the Tina affected his ability to get hard). Sure enough Troy was sitting back blowing clouds while Tommy sucked his cock. Every so often Tommy would brush a finger across Troys hole. This teasing action had Troy spreading his legs. He could remember the pleasure he received from his hole so it didn't surprise him when Tommy slipped his finger inside. What Troy was oblivious to was the Tina laced lube Tommy was applying along with the occasional shard. Troy was getting lost in the sensations as the G and T began to take control. As the G dulled Troy's senses he hit the pipe more thinking it would help him focus. As Troy was lost in the sensations of the action between he and Tommy, he never noticed that a new person entered the room. The were being joined by Mike who brought with him the one thing that would take Troy to the depth of becoming a gay porn star. Mike had with him all that was needed to slam Troy into the stratosphere. With the G hitting Troy hard he never noticed Mike place a tourniquet on his arm and slip the very large slam into a nice his vein. By the time Troy realized Mike was in the rooom he was in a major coughing fit. Troy's cock shriveled up to about an inch soft. He had a little trouble focusing his eyes as he heard a slight ringing in his ears. All he now knew was that he needed his ass filled with anything. Tommy and Mike carried Troy over to another room that was better equipped for what was in store for Troy. All of a sudden there were a variety of guys all ready to take their turn to fuck the (no longer) straight jock. This turned into a full on porn production. Their were several cameras that could get just about any shot. They also made sure to keep Troy nice and high while they shot the raw footage. Troy took multiple loads from each guy that was in the room including the guys I had working the camera. Mike and Tommy made sure to give him his first DP and they also worked his hole with dildos. They even made sure that Troy got a nice blood slam to help insure he'd get the bug. I knew from this point on I would own his ass. I knew guys that would pay top dollar to breed a straight jock boy.

When you offer up your pussy to be used as a cum receptacle by another man, your are his bitch.

I love turning on the guy who is pounding me and, by the time he's ready to blow, he is already well aware that I am dying for that final intimate connection. If a guy says that to me, I suspect my answer is always either "fuck yes!", "PLEASE!" or, most commonly, "please don't waste a drop".

Spent the week in L.A., wish I could say I spent the whole time fucking but with recovering from a bad case of Ghonerrea... Good news is I healed up in time to get down over the weekend. Started off Friday right with a trip to Palm Springs. Stopped off at a Gold's gym in West Covina for that pre-desert pump, got a message on Scruff from some extra beefy 19 year old slut in the middle of my routine. His profile explicitly stated "No Sex" so I thought it was a joke when he invited me over out of the blue. But then he sent an enticing pic of him kneeling in a mirror showing off his meaty jockstrapped ass and harness. Workout over, address received. I get to his place, looks like he still lives at home. A bit nervous as I walk through the unlocked front door, house sounds empty except for a faint whirring sound coming from down the hall. I cautiously approach only to find the bitch on his knees in the middle of his room feverishly ramming his big smooth hole with a fairly substantial vibrator. As I step up behind him, quickly stripping down to my own jockstrap, he asks me to go slow as he removes the toy. I line my fat uncut cock up at his quivering well lubed hole, spit on him and laugh. "Bitch, I gotta get back on the road ASAP. I'm not taking anything slow," as I plunge into him with all my weight and angst from not having cum in a week. I make use of that harness and throw the boy around a bit as I fuck his hole extra deep from all angles. I turn him towards his mirrored closet so I can look him deep in the eye as I pound the stupid out of his young but clearly experienced pussy. He later tells me "believe it or not, it's my first time getting fucked," as I'm cleaning off to go. I tell you this bitch was definitely taking loads well before me. Either way in the moment all I knew is he was young dumb and ready for my cum. I was probably only in him five minutes before I was flooding his supple cheeks full of seed. And then I'm back on the road to PS. I was told I should check out CCBC's if I wanted to get fucked. As luck would have it I get there just in time for the sun to go over down over the mountain top. There goes my tan. So I resign to soak in the penis shaped hot tub after wandering the main lawn nude. I quickly realize I'm easily 30 years younger than anyone else there and that I may have wasted thirty dollars. I make some chit chat, relax a bit until it gets dark, then I go explore the grounds some more. At CCBC there is a whole series of semi enclosed walk ways behind each row of cabins. Some are barely lit and "cleverly" equipped for sex. Surprisingly my luck turned around down the first path I took when I encountered a shorter, quite muscular mid 40's dad type looking like he was on his way to the Y. We give each other the look and immediately I'm on my knees blowing him to hardness. He's feeling up my jockstrapped ass through my basketball shorts, fingering my hole, giving me the signal that he's ready to fuck. I flip around, lose my shorts and back up on his long veiny rod. Bracing myself a nearby palm tree, he wastes no time digging into my furry fuck chute, occasionally pulling out and kneeling down to eat me out and spit on my hole. At some point another guest at CCBC happened upon us. It was too dark and I was too preoccupied to make eye contact and he continued on his way. Later that night on Grindr he would hit me up saying how hot it was to see me getting pounded out in the open and how he would've liked to join in. ¡MISSED OPPORTUNITY! Anyway, YMCA DILF works my hole out good and proper and in no time blows a fat wad in me, pulling up on my jock straps like he's rearing a stud (well, I guess he was in a way...). With no viable candidates left, I leave to check in at a motel downtown to recharge. So much for relaxing, my Grindr and Scruff are blowing up. As with CCBC, most of this region of the desert is inhabited by a median 60+ age set. I have a daddy thing but I have my limits and for a moment I wasn't sure if I was going to happen on my type. But then three burly furry muscle guys hit me up almost simultaneously and I managed to schedule all three in a row. Daddy #1: pushing 50's, salt and pepper all over with a wicked sexy mustache, lean and ripped. He shows up to my motel first, undressing as soon as he walks through the unlocked door. I'm standing there in my jockstrap and he growls so low it makes my asshole twitch. I hop on the bed and immediately gobble on his quickly thickening python. I deep throat him sufficiently, he's moaning and telling me how he's going to make sure I'm well lubed up for the night I'm about to have. With that he flips me on my back and plunges deep into my eager hole. He's working up a sweat as he rams me mercilessly, my mouth open and tongue out eagerly lapping up what drops down on me as he pile drives my ass. He cums twice in the space of ten minutes, by the end he's thanking me and apologizing. In a daze I tell him it's I who should be thanking him as he slips out just in time for... Daddy #2: pushing 60, super handsome, toned and WICKED FURRY, this one was the most sensual fuck I've had in forever. He spent most of his time licking me all over and kneading out my knots. But at some point he turned into a total animal, flips me onto my stomach and starts plowing me like it's the last fuck of his life. We hit the poppers together and bliss out as the heat wave rushes him toward orgasm. He starts cumming and I can feel every pulse, I'm so turned on I cum too. At one point I think he's done as I've already ebbed but he just keeps pulsing. After a couple minutes I ask him if that was all one continuous orgasm and he confirms. "I don't fuck that often so mine tend to last a long time." I felt so full, wasn't sure if I was ready for... Daddy #3: early 40's old school Colt model/musclebear 'roid monster type, gorgeous furry torso with a face that has probably seen a boxing ring or two. I almost flaked on this one, his profile reeked of stolen Tumblr pics but I figured it was worth a shot. I drove to him, some mid-century modern beauty with high end cars in the parking lot. I'm not usually swayed by such luxury but I got a booshie boner over it all as the dude answered the door. He was everything his pics suggested and he was built how I like: shorter and wider than me. He leads me back to the guest bed, his husbear is sleeping in the master suite. He gets me naked and tells me how hot he thinks I am, my mind is blown because I normally do not get my hands on his type. He sucks me down deep as I'm feeling all over his hard body and his fuzzy muscle gut. He begs me to fuck him, how can I say no? I shove it up there real quick as he's huffing on some brown bottle, bent over the bed. I've already cum twice so I am getting nowhere but no one is complaining. Eventually I pull out and he tells me it's his turn. I lay back on the bed and he has no trouble getting up inside my well used hole. He's loving churning me up, the look on his face is priceless. My lil muscle gorilla gives it his all until he can't hold back any longer. He adds to the mix in glorious sweaty fashion, beating my chest like a wild beast. I cum again all over his meaty tits as he's tapering off and he collapses on me, making a total mess. What a Friday!

The classic "Breed me!" always works well. If its a sleazier more discreet or anon hookup I like the "Load that ass" for a less personal touch.

"Mark your territory" and "cream my hole" are my typical responses

Sleeping in a bed with two other guys takes some getting used to. There's always someone shifting around, making skin-to-skin contact with someone else’s body part. I can totally get used to this. A short nap was a perfect way to recharge after an amazing fuck session. Brad opened his eyes, looked over at me and give me a smile. "Hey sexy!" he whispered softly. Justin then draped his arm over me and said to Brad, "You talkin' to me?" I said, "No, he's talking to the sexy one, which is me!" And that’s what started the pillow fight. Like a bunch of six-year olds, the wrestling and pillow punches commenced. And in case you're wondering, I defended myself well, considering I had a buttplug up my ass holding in a couple loads of poz cum. Now that's talent! I think Brad was the first one pushed off the bed, the he recovered his lost yardage and pushed Justin and then me off. After we returned the bedroom to some semblance of order, I said, "Let's get cleaned up. We stink." Luckily for us, the shower we have is a good size, and perfect for three guys. Once the water temperature was set, we got in and took turns rinsing off before soaping up. I looked at the guys and said, "I gotta take out the butt plug. Who wants to do the honors?" Justin said, "We'll both do it." They had me back away from the showerhead and had me lean over to give them more access to my butt. They both started feeling my ass cheeks, massaging my glutes then circling around to my asslips holding in the buttplug. These guys were in no hurry to get to the task at hand, and I was totally OK with the affection being shown my hole. But all good things come to an end. I felt them slowly ease out the buttplug, which I appreciated. My hole was wrecked from the recent fucking, so the extra care was perfect. It was finally eased out and I felt cum oozing out of my hole and onto the shower floor, with a little blood. Justin said, "Go ahead, push it out." Brad put his fingers around my hole while I pushed out. "Yeah," Brad said, "Push your hole out." Justin said, "Now that's a sexy rosebud! A little small, but we can grow it bigger." Brad replied, "I think that's an excellent goal for the three of us." They then had me stand up and put me in the middle of their man sandwich. Brad took the soap and started lathering up the front of my body. He then handed it to Justin so he could soap my back. Brad paid special attention to my cock and balls, and Justin reached around and massaged my pecs. My job was to try to avoid melting into a puddle. Their hands were all over my body, and I couldn't wait to return the favor. I said, "I gotta piss." I relaxed and started my flow. Brad directed the flow over his front, and then knelt in front of me to let my stream flow to soak him down. Before I was done, he wrapped his lips around my cock head and drank down a gulp. What a fucking erotic feeling, pissing while having your boyfriend drink your piss. He then stood up and faced Justin. Justin knew exactly what this was about. Justin reached up and tugged at the back of Brad's head and deeply kissed him. They finished with a hug, and then took a second to enjoy the moment. Brad said, "I want you guys to take my piss." Justin and I took our place on our hands and knees and shared Brad's piss. He directed the flow onto our faces and then directed it into both of our mouths, giving each of us a turn and sucking the piss out of his cock. Lastly, it was Justin's turn to feed us his piss. Brad and I took turns to enjoy his bladder full of piss. Feeling his pierced cock in my mouth was different this time. I've been focused in the past on trying to get his load of cum. This time, feeling his pierced ring on my tongue, waiting for his piss flow felt different. In a really good way. This wasn't the typical cheesy porn video scene. This was three guys affectionately sharing piss, just as they shared cum ... enjoying the erotic males energy and erasing the taboo nature of sharing our fluids. Justin took the center next, and I got to soap his front. I ran my hands up and down his muscled abs and his pecs. His hard work at the gym has paid off nicely. I gave his pierced nipples some love as well. They look really sexy on him, and gives him a certain "bad boy" aura. He reached over to my chest and while slightly tweaking my nips said, "You know you need to get these pierced, don't you?" I hadn't really thought about it before. "Yeah," I replied, "that would be hot. What do you think, Brad?" Justin smiled, "I can tell you what he thinks. I said that and I felt his cock get hard." Brad started laughing and said, "Yeah, busted." I looked at Justin and said, "I think the three of us should match. Brad needs to be pierced too." *boing* Well, at that point we did match. We are all standing with rock hard cocks at that thought. Brad smiled and said, "Sounds like the tribe has spoken!" Doing our best to stay on focus, we switched up and put Brad in the center for his scrub down. I took his back, and enjoyed the feeling of his muscled back, butt and legs. I will admit to sliding a finger up his hole while I was back there, but to be honest, each of us did that to each other. We've broken the need for permission, and accepted the shared responsibility to give ourselves to each other in every way. Mustering up every ounce of adult fortitude our our bodies (it could have been a six-hour experience), we got out of the shower and toweled off. "If we're going to get pierced, next we'll have to figure our our tattoo design." I said. Brad smiled at that idea, as did Justin. Justin asked, “What kinda tattoo do you want?" I said, "Something that celebrates our relationship." Brad asked with a grin, "What, a biohazard tattoo?" Justin smiled, "Over my dead body. He has to earn it first." Brad agreed and said, "We can get ours and if he's lucky he'll earn his." Brad said, "I know a really talented tattoo guy in Chicago who is hot as fuck. He's poz and has a biohazard tattoo design that totally rocks. His is above his cock, and after he pozzed his boyfriend, he put a biohazard tat on his boyfriend's hip." We put on shorts and went into the living room. Justin said, "The idea of getting a biohazard is pretty hot. The three of us with matching designs ... if we could agree on a design..." Brad nodded his head and said, "I like where this is going." "Actually," I said, "Let's hold that thought. I wanted to talk with you guys about me converting. What do you think about me going on PEP?" Justin moved next to me and said, "I thought you wanted to convert. What's going through your head?" I said, "My company is being purchased and potential health insurance drama is making me think getting pozzed right now might not be the right time, from a financial point of view. And PEP isn't guaranteed. The loads I've taken might be really strong. If it's meant to be, together we can work through my conversion." Brad moved closer and said, "Rik has a good point. I'm undetectable now and you will probably be soon. We can continue loving him and breeding him. I think that's what we all want." Nodding my head in agreement, I said, "Oh god yes. And here's my agreement I'm willing to make, if the PEP works and I go on PrEP, we can later on talk about the three of us going off our meds together at the same time. If the PEP doesn't work and I convert, we can talk about whether to take meds or not." Realizing I just put the offer of my seroconversion back on the table for a later time, Justin said looking at Brad, "He has a point there. Right now, if he converts it's probably my virus that pozzes him. It's not you. I like the idea of giving each of us a fighting chance to be his gifter." He didn't even need to say what he just said, as the three of us were all showing boners through our shorts. I had a wet spot and Justin's cock was starting to worm out of his shorts. Brad added with a smile, "Yeah, give my poz swimmer's a chance to do the deed along with yours. I'm cool with that." I reached over to both of them and give them a kiss. "I love you guys so much. Thanks for being open to this." Brad said with a wink, "Absolutely, stud. And don't be a bad boy, because if you are, Justin or I might play "Hide the PEP!" Justin got a big grin and said, "I like the way you think!" I replied, "Fucking perverts!" and give Brad a push ... And once again, the fight was on. Wrestling on the living room floor like a bunch of hyenas, bear hugs, nipple tweaks and crotch grabbing between the three of us ... laughing the whole time. What a bunch of goofballs. At that point we were all starved, and I needed to get hold of Shawn to get my PEP script. We called for something to be delivered, and then I texted Shawn. Me: Shawn - got a sec? Rik Shawn: Hey stud! What's up? Me: Any chance we can meet up with your script pad? Shawn: Was wondering what you guys would do. Shawn: Yeah, I can stop over in about an hour. Me: Thanks! Really appreciate it. I told the guys Shawn would be over later, and we each took a break to check e-mail, read some web stuff and clean up the place a little bit. It wasn't long after we finished the take-out that Shawn was at the door. He was dressed in shorts and a tank top looking like a million bucks. Such a hot, sexy man who wears the effects of his HIV infection well. Sure he works out his body, but the best part is how his veins pop. So fucking hot. I had never seen his legs before, and all I wanted to do was lick them all the way up and down. Since was the first time I've seen him in shorts, it's the first I've seen of his tattoo. Just a little bit was poking out under his shorts. Hard to tell the design, it looked a little tribal, with red/black ink. "Hey there! Come on in." I said. Shawn took a couple steps inside and asked jokingly, "Don't you guys own a shirt? You're never dressed when I come over." I said, "Because we're always fucking!" Justin walked over to give him a hug and replied, "Rik has a point. Why get dressed when we're just going to get naked and fuck." Shawn laughed and said, "You're still a slut, huh?" Justin replied, "You taught me well." Brad interrupted and extended his hand to shake Shawn's. Shawn pushed his hand out of the way and gave him a hug. He said, "I think we can dispense with the formalities at this point." Each of us took a seat in the living room. Shawn asked, "So I guess you guys decided to put Rik on PEP huh?" Brad said, "Yeah, we think that makes sense right now." Justin said, "If we all change our minds together, we can stop the PEP." Shawn looked at each of us and said, "Like I said before, I'm happy to help out whichever way the decision went. Good for you guys for making the tough call." Shawn looked over to me, smiled and said, "If the decision went the other way, I would have asked you more but in this instance I'm comfortable moving ahead with the decision you guys made without much more discussion. I'm sure you know a little about PEP, right?" I replied, "I don't know much other than I take it for 28 days." Shawn said, "Pretty much. I'll write the script for three meds. You'll take them for the 28 days, and then you can come in to see how it did. Simple stuff." He pulled his pad out of the back pocket of his shorts and started writing. I replied, "Sounds easy." He said, "I'm not going to lie to you. Quite honestly, it's fucking nasty. A lot of guys get gastro distress. It is was it is." He then stood up and handed the script to me and said, "If you need anything, be sure to let me know. I care about you. Always have." After a couple seconds of us gazing at each other, he said with a wink, "And once you go on PrEP you still want me to breed your hole, all you guys have to do is ask." I reached over and gave him a hug and a kiss. I said, "Fuck, that would be amazing. I'd love to feel you inside me." Shawn pulled back and said, "I was really hoping you were going to text me to shoot some of my toxic cum to poz you up. If you ever get the itch, once you're on PrEP, I'd love to fuck your hole." I looked down at the bulge in his shorts and the expanding wet spot. My shorts were just as stretched as his. I looked over to Brad and his hand was already in his shorts, playing with his cock. Justin said, "This is smokin' hot. I think you should take his load." Brad agreed saying, "I think so too. But it's up to you." Shawn said, "I have six pills ... two PEP doses with me. I was going to give you them anyway. Rik, say the word and I'll walk out the door - no harm, no foul." With all the hard cocks that were oozing poz precum, there was no fucking way I was going to turn down Shawn's offer. I said, "Yeah, I want your load. We'll roll the dice with the PEP. Let's go in the bedroom." Brad said, "Justin and I will give you guys some space." Shawn looked over and said, "I'd rather you guys be there, if you don't mind. This is about the three of you, not just Rik's infection." Brad said, "Let's get it done." In the bedroom, Shawn pulled off his tank top and took off his shorts. On his hot ripped body, he had a biohazard tattoo circling his navel and a scorpion on his pec. The scorpion's stinger was designed to pinch his nipple shaft. So fucking hot. His 8" uncut cock was hugging his navel, and there was a slick trail of poz precum. I wasn't prepared for how veiny he is. I pulled my shorts off, and saw the other two were naked as well, standing off to the side. With my finger I traced some of the veins on his arms, then down to the ones on his thighs and legs. I got on my knees and I had to lick his veins, they were so sexy. I couldn't help it. "Your body is so hot. Not all poz guys are as veiny. How did you get your veins like this?" Shawn explained, "Back in the day, the only AIDS medication was AZT. It wasn't worth shit, but it caused wasting. And that made the veins of poz guys stick out. It's no longer prescribed, but I got hold of a supply and I take it to honor the sick wasted guys back then." His precum was dripping off his cock as I was paying homage to his sexy veiny body. I moved from licking his biohazard tattoo to take his toxic dripping cock into my mouth. Precum is pretty awesome stuff, but knowing how virulent this breeder is made it so much hotter. "I'm not here to get a blowjob. Lie down on the bed, Rik". Shawn said. I took my place on one side of the bed, in case the other two wanted to fuck alongside of us. Shawn crawled on top of me and gave me soft, tender kisses on my lips and neck. I was in heaven, feeling his body on top of mine. After a little while of his affection, he used his muscled veiny thighs to move my legs apart. He hiked my legs to his shoulders and I felt his slippery cock against my hole. Shawn didn't push in right away. He rubbed his cock up and down my asslips, spreading his charged precum along his entry point. It was one of the most erotic feelings I've ever experienced. His precum was flowing out of his cock. With my fingers, I traced his biohazard tattoo and whispered, "I want one of these." He said softly while looking in my eyes, "Believe me. The first step towards poz acceptance is being able to say the words and marking yourself. Create your brand and don't run away from it." While he's talking to me, I feel his infected precum being spread on my parting asslips. He looked in my eyes and said, "You good with this? Let me know now." I said, "I want your virus in me." Shawn looked over to Brad and Justin. "You guys good with me infecting your boyfriend?" They both nodded to grant our consent. Shawn then proceeded to apply a little pressure to my hole, his charged precum having easily lubed up my ass for him. I relaxed my hole and felt his cock slowly slide inside me. My cock was hard as a rock, erect flat against my pubes, drooling like crazy. Once I felt his pubes against my hole, he started a slow, sensual fucking. I've never wanted poz cum so much before. While still fucking me slowly, he moved down to kiss me softly. . He moved his lips next to my ear and said softly, "I love that you want my disease. Know that I have infected many men, and that many toxic men have shared their infection with me. You know that, right?" I looked deep into his eyes and nodded yes. All the while his cock is gently stroking in and out of my ass ring. Opening my hole to accept his loving but toxic fuck. He continued, "You know now that my cock is inside you and I'm not pulling out until I spill my toxic seed, right?" I nodded yes. Shawn whispered, "I didn't hear you. Tell me." I said quietly, "Fuck me Shawn, give me your AIDS!" Shawn looked over to Justin and Brad who were watching intently while stroking their cocks. He gave them a nod. Without saying a thing, they both understood what was going on. I put my hands on Shawn's wasted ass to pull him closer into me. Shawn's chest and then face started to become flush with blood. I could feel his ass muscles, his abs and then his chest tighten up. He brought his lips next to my ear and started to pick up the pace of his fuck strokes. "I'm getting close, stud. I feel my load building up in my balls ... oh fuck Rik ..." He drew a big breath in and then forcefully exhaled. His eyes closed and he gasped, "Take my infection! Fuck... I'm pozzing you right now!" . There wasn't one of those fucks you watch on porn with hips slapping loudly against ass cheeks. This was a romantic loving breeding of neg hole by a hot charged poz breeder. He continued his fuck strokes and I could feel his cock unloading his charged load inside me. Shawn moved back so he could get longer strokes inside me. This was more than I could handle. Without touching my cock, I shot several volleys of cum onto my abs and towards my nipples. "Oh fuck me" is all I could say. At that point Brad and Justin crawled onto the bed and positioned themselves into a 69 position next to Shawn and I. It was readily apparent they were full of sexual energy from what they just saw, and their cocks were in need of release. There was no embarrassment or ego involved. There was a real physical need to ejaculate. They quickly took each other's cocks and started sucking each other off at the same time. Here I am with a virulent unmedicated poz cock in my hole, getting bred by one of the hottest guys, and my boyfriends who just watched me take a load that just might convert me to be poz are driven to the point they're sucking each other off next to me. I'm not sure how this gets any hotter. In short order, I can hear Brad and Justin both making sounds that any man with working balls understands. Their muffled moans were unmistakable. It didn't take a genius to know they were both shooting poz loads into each other. How fucking hot is that? Shawn left his cock inside me while Justin and Brad untangled and stretched out on the bed next to us. Shawn said, "Now that was fucking hot!" Brad said, "You're not kidding. Holy fuck!" Justin said to me, "Congratulations. We now share my breeder's DNA. He pozzed me in the very same way. Now you know why he's one of the most important guys in my life." I said, "This is amazing. Thank you." With that, Shawn's cock slowly slid out of my hole, and he let my legs relax. he looked at me and said, "Wait right there. Don't move." He got off the bed, stretched his legs to get the blood flowing again. The reached down into the pocket of his shorts. He stood next to the bed and put three PEP pills in the puddle of cum on my abs. He bent down, kissed me, and said, "I hope you get whatever you wish." He put three pills on the nightstand, my dose for tomorrow. Grabbing his clothes, he went over and gave a kiss to Brad and Justin as well. Justin smiled and said, "Thank you so much." Brad added, "Yeah, Shawn. That was amazing." Shawn smiled and said, "Yes, it was. Hate to shoot and scoot, but I gotta run." And with that, he left the bedroom to get dressed, and then left.

Part 3 I tried to get comfortable in the confines of the cage, but I was too large for it. I could kneel, bent over, but the wire bottom dug painfully into my knees. I eventually settled on my side in the fetal position. I tried to rest, but I was so wired I just lay there, my mind spinning. It had been less than 12 hours since I was a cocky teen God, lording my perfection over the leather queens. Now here I was, in a cage, having been chemed up, brutally raped for hours, and plugged with a gut full of God only knows whose cum. My asshole throbbed around the plug, burning and raw, yet all I could think about was getting more cock. Suddenly a large t.v. turned on and I turned my head to see what was up. To my horror, there I was on screen, bound in the sling, getting fucked like there was no tomorrow. I instantly realized my predicament. My fate was truely out of my hands. The crazy thing was the more I watched my rape, the more I wanted to be fucked. My asshole instinctively clenched and sucked on the plug buried in me. I was truely transforming into a jock slut. After what must have been a few hours of watching myself be ravaged, my new Master came back into the room. He carried a glass pipe and held it up to my mouth through the cage. I didn't even hesitate as he lit the bowl. I sucked the sweet white smoke deep into my lungs, and soon was spinning again. Opening the cage he reached in and fastened a collar around my neck, attaching a leash to it and pulled me out of the cage. I started to stand and was immediately floored with a hard kick right on my nuts with his steel toed boots. "I didn't tell you to stand, whore!" he admonished me as I writhed in pain on the floor. "Let me explain what's what. I own you pig! I did my research, I know everything about you, and I know you have no family in this city. I know your estranged from your parents back in Nebraska, so they won't miss you. I have someone emptying out your apartment, and I know enough people to make you "dissapear". In a couple days we are out of here, back to where I live, where you will be nothing more than my fucked up, jock slut, cumdump slave. At least till I tire of you, or wear you out...whichever comes first. The last slave lasted 4 years till he was so used up and worthless, I dumped him in the middle of nowhere. I couldn't even sell him. What became of him, I don't know or care. But he wasn't the prime specimen you are! You're going to please me well!" I shuddered as I fully realized what I was becoming. But somehow I wanted it. Last night taught me something new about myself I never knew. I WAS born to be a fucked up cumdump! Master reached behind me and yanked out the plug, releasing a flood of cum. Quickly he rammed a syringe in my jockcunt and injected more T into my body, then quickly jammed the plug back in me. He then tossed me some clothing and told me to get dressed, it was time for my next adventure.

That little brown bottle always turns me into a slut.

Hot vid I found of a PA making a guy bleed. No cumshot sadly. http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=WvqQB-G184-

come to LA. Have a brother who is poz as well. Yeah, i know. guess how that went over having two poz brothers in one house. Anyway, we like to poz fuck with open minded guys. Just our thing. We love hot, sexy, fuckable, and cool guys. Love, porn, nasty verbal, and we love role play with third. Dont judge, please. naked mark