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PART 5 Cy stopped his tongue assault on me which again sent me crashing down the sexual height to which he had driven me. I raised my head up and looked down my torso at his limpid blue eyes staring back at me. I could tell he was grinning at me on several levels as I lay there wet with perspiration and the remains of my gasping for air. “Now, to give you what you really want and haven’t had. We’re going to pop that cherry of yours,” he said quietly. Quickly, I righted myself and scooted backwards away from Cy. “I can’t,” I said definitively. “Cy, there’s no way you can fuck me—no way! You’re too big!” I protested yet so desperately wanted him to fuck me. I was terrified of the thought! Cy grinned and crawled up on the bed on his hands and knees moving closer until we were face-to-face. I had seen his limbless tree trunk swollen and leaking a long line of pre-cum that draped down to the sheet as he came toward me. It was more than twice the size that it was when he had stepped out of his jeans. His cock had to be 10 inches long if not more, and it was as thick as . . . I didn’t know what. The hood had slid back showing a slick purplish mushroom head that was fatter than the shaft. I wanted that cock in my ass; my brain and my ass said no way! I had felt the gooey tip touch my legs as Cy had moved up to me. “What if I told you to trust me, and that I won’t hurt you in the way you think I might,” Cy purred into my face. No doubt my eyes filled with fear if not terror looked into his hypnotic eyes that sparkled with confidence. “You know you want to. You know you came here for it. You know you want me to be the one to pop that cherry of yours,” he cooed and licked my nose. I kept staring into his somnolent eyes that kept luring me back to him with unspoken faux promises of no pain but maddening delight. He kept making almost imperceptible movements with his transfixed eyes as he repeated in a narcotic whisper almost as a mantra, “Come on; you know you want to.” We held our looks for minutes which I could not gauge until at last in a dream I slowly shook my head in assent. Gently and with great touching assurance, Cy moved me around on the bed. I found myself on my elbows and knees with my knees apart. Cy left the bed going to the foot. I heard a bag rustling and then he climbed back up on the bed behind me. (Where had that bag come from?) “I’m going to lube you inside and out real good with a lot of lube. That makes everything slick and easy to slide,” Cy told me as he stroked a buttock. “But, to do that I’m going to have to insert a small tube in your ass; it will feel strange at first but nothing to hurt you. I’ll use the tube to fill you with enough lube to make this so easy for you. You’ll feel something cool; that’s the lube. If you want me to go on, just shake your head.” I hesitantly shook my head. True to his word, the apprehension that I felt dissipated the further Cy moved the tube. He went slowly stopping after awhile. I soon felt a coolness inside me that spread as he removed the tube until at the opening he took the tip in his hand and spread a large amount around my ass hole. “How’s that? How’s my baby doing?” Cy whispered. He evidently moved his wares out of the way as I lazily enjoyed the feeling or something. “Is my baby doing okay now?” “Yes,” I said quietly with no mistrust or anxiety. I was at peace with thoughts of confidence in Cy and his ability. “Just be sure, please, to wear a condom.” “Oh, baby, you know I will with everything going on these days a condom is a must for everyone . . . all the time,” I heard his voice of reason and consent as it murmured his response. I knew this man was good, and he was going to be good to me. He already had been good to me in many ways. I could trust him with my life. “Just a little bit more time to let all that lube get good and spread around. In fact, I’m going to insert something else to help spread it around so that my baby won’t feel any pain. Is that okay with you, baby?” Cy asked. “If it is, just nod for me baby, and we’re almost ready for you to have that cherry popped. I am so lucky.” I slowly nodded once more. I later found out that Cy had laced his lube with a numbing agent. He knew I would not feel anything or at most only a small amount of pain that he was actually inflicting on me. Nothing need be said about the damage he was about to do for his evil deed. He took a long flexible brush with short tough bristles and began to insert it in my ass. I felt an occasional prick and would jerk but made no protest as he pushed it further inside me. Once fully inserted, I felt him slowly withdrawing it and returning it inside me. Several passes were made as he “spread the lube” around inside me. He then withdrew the tool, and I have no doubt he saw the pink mixture on the white bristles. I’ve since seen Cy do this on so many young unsuspecting novices. PART 6 “Okay, baby. You’re ready to go. I got you brushed up real good and in the pink now. You are so good to me. I am so lucky to get to pop that cherry of yours and turn you on to a new life,” I heard Cy crow in a hushed soothing voice. Little did I know what new life he meant. “Jason, baby, I know to use a condom, but, baby, it makes it so much easier for me and a lot less painful for you to make that first bust through without one. I promise not to fuck you without one.” He laughed a little. “Well, not unless you want me to.” He laughed again. “So, are you good for me to ease you open without a condom? Baby, I don’t want you to be hurt not now not ever. I want you to feel good,” I heard Cy say in a soothing concerned voice behind me. The thought of a cock in my ass without a condom scared me—no, terrified me. It was 1986 after all. I had heard reports on television and read newspapers. This was Cy not a man who was sick. He was hung, handsome, and healthy—I could tell that from just looking at him. Anyone could see he was okay to pop my cherry and not hurt me by not using a condom. He would then pull out and don one to fuck me. “Okay,” I quietly said with some reluctance. I felt something at my hole that slid easily and slowly inside me. That didn’t hurt at all. “I’ve just put one of my fingers in your hole, babe. I’m going to put some more in and do a little stretching exercise to help things to go smoothly. My babe isn’t going to hurt; I want him to feel so good when he joins the club,” I heard a husky purr response. Just as Cy had told me, I felt him slowly working more fingers inside me stretching my ass hole wider open. I did feel a tingling of pain but nothing as what I had expected. I relaxed more confident in Cy’s ability and safeness. Cy removed his fingers, and I felt him move close up behind me. I tried to remain relaxed but confess to some tenseness about the unknown that was to come. A pressure was felt where Cy’s fingers had once been. Cy put his hands on my hips and gently held them as more pressure was felt at my hole. The pressure began mounting and continued to increase as I envisioned a needle on a gauge slowly inching toward the red zone. Discomfort began to set in on me, but I fought back not wanting to disappoint Cy and ruin my chance for losing my virginity. Then, everything happened at once as if in a single moment of time: My sphincter popped opened and spread wide allowing the massive mushroom head to slide inside me as Cy’s hood slid backward off the head of his cock. It felt like a foot or more of his gargantuan cock had entered me whereas in reality no more than a couple of inches had. Cy’s hands gripped my hips like a vise making sure I went no where. I rose up instantly on my hands ready to bolt. I gasped in shock holding my breath for a long time. I perceived I was hurt badly when in fact it was the surprise of the sudden entry that jarred me and not any actual pain. Cy had done well in administering the numbing agent. “Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. You’re okay, babe. I got you now. You’re with me,” he whispered and continued to softly utter his words of assurance allowing me to indeed reject my fear and return to my starting position. Cy made no further move to enter me. My angst abated and soon I began to feel connected to Cy in a very special way as his bare cock became an obsessive thought for me. In due time, I heard Cy caressingly say, “Babe, you ready for me to fuck you properly now?” At the same time I detected a gentle pressure as he carefully eased another inch or so inside me. “Yes, but, please, put on a condom like we agreed,” I quietly said as my eyes closed while I felt how wonderful he was making me feel. The pressure and movement halted, and my head spun with delicious satisfaction of his occupation of me. Shortly, Cy repeated his question in the same caressing and caring tone, “Babe, you ready for me to fuck you now?” He repeated his gentle pressure sliding another inch or so inside me. My head was rolling around as if drugged, and I quietly repeated my request, “Yes, but, please, use a condom.” Again, he stopped allowing me to register his progress. My ass felt so amazing. Cy again in his caring quiet whisper asked, “Babe, you ready for me to fuck you? You need to feel the power within you that you have over me. You need to know how special you are to me. You need that last small step taken to awaken to the beauty that you hold. You need me to awaken the positive feelings in your body.”

As Jerry leaves the room I look at Nick and see this young boy laying on his stomach with a freshly fuck hole and pink cum coming out. I have been lock in chastity since Jerry took me off my meds 3 months ago when he planned to kidnap Nick. Jerry converted me 6 years ago when he took me in as his boy and in that time I have been his partner in this business. Nick is so good looking with just me here now and I know Jerry has the cameras on and is watching to see what I will do. I roll Nick over on his back and I can see he is starting to crash from Miss Tina, I pick up a syringe look in his eyes and Nick smiles back to me as I find a vain and inject it in , when I undo the strap he is gasping for breath as this is a heavy shot. I can’t help my self and start to kiss Nick and he is responding back with a lot on passion , as I try to control my self I’m not going to just fuck him but make man on man love to him and he is still a virgin in so many ways. I find his nipples are wired to his dick and spend time bitting , licking and sucking them. I tell him to do the same to me and to be careful with my nipple rings. Nick is a fast learner and my dick is rock hard but I want to get him going wild begging for me to fuck his hole. I push him down to my dick and direct Nick on how to suck a dick with a 4 gauge Prince Albert and tell Nick he will have one very soon. I don’t to put a load in Nick mouth as that is a waist of good toxic cum, it should be in his boy hole. I push Nick away and work on his Tina dick but he is kinda of hard and it does not me long for him to shoot a load into my mouth. I have never seen someone on this much Tina to be able to stay this hard and still shoot a big load. I keep Nick load in my mouth and crawl up his body till we are face to face and kiss Nick and give back his negative load. I look in Nick face and say you want me to fuck you and he says YES. I tell Nick I’m POZ and he says I don’t care I just want to make man on man love to me. I turn him over on his stomach put Nick on all 4s and put my face in his hole. Jerry did a fine job but Nicks hole is back to being tight , I get my tongue in and boy this is so pretty and do all I can and Nick is moaning in pleasure now , so its time as I’m like a rock. The PA I’m working up and down his crack and as I start to push in I can Nick hole is opening up for me. Once I’m all the way in I just to do shorts slow strokes and Nick is really enjoying it, not like when Jerry just rape his hole. I ask Nick that when I cum does he want my POZ cum in his hole and become a POZ cum dump YES is all I hear. The door opens and it’s Jerry with a hand held camera as He wants to get all the close ups on Nick hole and my dick working his hole.Nick is oblivious to Jerry as he is begging for me to fuck faster and faster and I know the PA is doing its job of tearing the inside of Nicks hole up so my toxic cum gets into Nick blood stream. When I cum I burry my body to his so my cum goes in as deep as it can and I just stay their till my dick is no longer pulsing out my toxic cum. When I pull Nick turn over and says thank you as I bring my dick to his mouth so he can clean it and he does it so willing as he looks up to me , when he is finish I kiss him and we cuddle for a wile and then we fuck again and again, Then Jerry break into the room.

PART 3 I walked to the front desk noting the time: almost 11:45. I still had another five hours. I smiled and felt wicked. Then, I remembered Cy but didn’t see him at the front desk. He probably had left work early. The next time I saw him I’d thank him and pay for the double room. I didn’t want to owe anyone and certainly didn’t want to be known as cheap. I wondered if maybe he had to pay for the room difference out of his own pocket. I frowned. The idea bothered me. My feet took me back to my room where I decided to try being a host. I dimmed the light to various levels before deciding on a setting, opened my door wide, and climbed on the bed settling back against the wall raising my left leg up foot flat on the bed and hooking my right ankle around my left ankle. My left hand rested on my mounded cock which I began to slowly rub. Much traffic passed by looking in with some men stepping back to the doorway for another quick glance before moving on. Others momentarily returned and lingered or stood across the narrow hall to my door before moving on as well. None chose to enter or wait around long enough for an invitation. I had just about given up on playing host when a familiar face looked into my room as it went past my door. Cy stopped abruptly, grabbed the door frame, and pulled himself back to fill my door smiling that same smile he had at the counter. I sat up returning his smiling. “How’s it going? You having a good time,” Cy asked. “Super. Better than I thought I would,” I replied. “Good. That’s what we like to hear. That’s why guys come here—to have a good time,” Cy said as he grinned broadly and his eyes sparkled. “Any problems? Questions?” “No problems or questions,” I said, then, glanced quickly over his shoulder trying to make sure I wasn’t overheard. “I have sucked off three guys and swallowed my first cum ever,” I whispered grinning and beaming at my accomplishment. Cy’s eyes bugged up as he bent over slapping my knee and laughing quietly then saying, “This is your first time having sex with men? That’s the way to go, sport. That’s why we’re here. Good for you. You fuck anybody yet or anyone fuck you?” “No. I’m having too good a time sucking so far,” I said, “but I have thought about it. I guess if I met the right guy I would.” “Well, no time like the present for an offer to be made then,” Cy said as he broadly smiled once more taking a step further into my room. I smiled back at Cy. Then it slowly dawned on me finally roaring down on me like a ton of bricks. Cy was propositioning to fuck me . . . or me fuck him. Was this his way of getting repaid what I owed for the room? My look must have changed as I continued to process. Then, I looked at Cy as I had looked at myself earlier in the evening. What I saw was amazing. How had I overlooked his details. Cy was over 6 feet because he had looked down at me at the check in desk, weighed maybe a little more than my 175, same muscles or more, crystal blue eyes, blond hair, and the whitest teeth I had ever seen that created such an enchanting smile. “Uh, well, uh, you see, I, that is . . . .” I rambled on like an addlebrained simp. “Hey. Just an offer. When you came in tonight, I thought you were hot looking and knew you would be a hit here. Just thought I’d stop by and give it a shot. No harm meant. No offense,” Cy said sounding disappointed. “I really took a liking to you is all. And, then, you go and tell me tonight is the first time you’ve ever had sex with another man . . . WOW . . . I thought I might get lucky with such a hunk like yourself and pop that cherry of yours.” That big bewitching smile with those big blue effervescent eyes melted me. He was hot looking. I trembled slightly in excitement and anticipation. “Well, uh, you’re working. If you weren’t working, I’d really like that a lot,” I heard myself saying with a shaking voice. “I don’t want you to get in trouble or anything.” I stopped speaking and then slowly added, “I really would like for you to, you know, uh, well . . . make me . . . not a virgin any more.” My voice trailed off. Cy looked at me from where he stood. His smile grew and slowly those perfect pure white teeth shone at me. “I manage the place; not an issue what I do. Come on. Leave your things here. I’ll get us a bigger bed and room.” PART 4 Cy took me to room 71 on the second floor. It indeed was a bigger room and bed. I had taken a towel with me and wore my jock leaving everything behind. Cy shut the door and dimmed the light leaving enough though so that we easily could see the other. He quickly slipped out of his shoes, socks, and body hugging t-shirt revealing a muscled chest with huge nipples and areolas. He looked up at me and smiled; I felt like melting into a puddle on the floor. He unsnapped the button on his jeans and unzipped them shaking them loose and down to the floor where he quickly bent over stepping out of one and then the other leg. He tossed his jeans onto the rest of his clothes as he stood up and began to approach me. I felt as if someone had taken a 1 by 10 and hit me square on my face. I became nervous and unsure from what I saw. Cy began to wrap his arms around my waist leaving me to lift my arms up around his neck. His body touched mine as he ground his huge uncut cock into my jock-covered crotch. We hugged for several minutes causing my cock to begin to stretch the material of my jock. Cy said nothing. He moved his head where I felt his tongue lightly lick on my neck followed by licking my ear externally. His tongue felt hard and thick but was quite gentle as he masterfully moved it over me sending chills down my spine and causing the hair on my head to stand up. Several minutes he continued to work on me. My nervousness began to wane. He drove me crazy when he drove his dominating tongue deeply into my ear. I shivered with excitement and anticipation. Several minutes later, Cy pulled away slowly lowering his head down my upper torso licking his way until he reached my left nipple. There, he began to lick and suckle gently if not in an almost hesitating way. My head spun. Time passed dreamlike as my head swirled from the sensation. The licking continued but I soon felt Cy’s teeth slightly abrading my nipple. I gasped while his tongue and teeth moved me psychologically along the path Cy had chosen for his deed. I was a 19 year old virgin being seduced by a probably 30 something year old man who was driving me crazy. I was heady with the sensation of his work but would not stop him from doing anything to me. Cy’s left hand moved from my waist up to my right nipple where he began to gently squeeze and pinch me. Cy would attack first one nipple and then the other returning to the first for more work. Just when I thought I could not stand his attention any longer, he began working on both nipples at the same time. His intensity of stimulation increased yet I held my objections in check. The tips were now almost raw from the work Cy had been doing to them. My cock was straining for release and had soaked my pouch with pre-cum. My hands wanted to push Cy away and a nanosecond later I wanted to pull him in closer so that he wouldn’t stop doing what he was doing. Suddenly, Cy slapped his palms over my nipples shocking me back to reality as his hands dug into my skin. With a firm grasp on me and saying not a word, he guided me to the bed where he backed me against it causing me to fall back onto the bed while my feet stayed on the floor. As I fell backwards, Cy released my nipples, knelt between my legs spreading them, pulled off my jock with some difficulty, lunged forward grasping my nipples between two fingers on each hand, and swallowed my cock to the base. The suddenness took me by surprise causing me to call out which I quickly strangled off in my throat. Cy milked my cock like an expert using his talented tongue to fire up my nerve endings as he had done to my neck and ears. Up and down my cock his mouth went using his hard tongue to massage and tease my cock. Coupled with his hands working on my nipples I found myself in complete disarray and under Cy’s magical spell. With great speed, his left hand left my right nipple and grabbed my balls massaging them downward away from my body. His hand adeptly moved my balls away from their firing position as he stopped his nipple play and sucking. He began to lightly bite up the entire length of my cock causing me to begin losing my erection. I was devastated and, oh, so, frustrated! I had been so close! Cy knew it. Cy let my softened cock slip out of his mouth as he released my balls and nipple. His hands were put below my thighs which he hoisted high up and back onto my chest where he told me to grab them and hold on. I obeyed. Cy slapped his mouth directly on my ass hole and began to lick and lick me. He lasted about a minute before he drove his pointed hard tongue into my hole. I was repulsed and turned on at the same time. I now wanted more of his tongue in me and began grunting my approval as he worked so very hard. My moans were loud and sustained. His big hands held onto my spread buttocks. He pulled his tongue from my hole and began using his teeth. I let out a loud guttural moan. It seemed his efforts doubled. Soon, I began to whimper and gasp as sweat now rolled off my body. Cy placed his mouth over my hole and began to suck and suck and suck. My head thrashed about as my fists beat the mattress beneath me causing Cy to take his hands and shove my legs back up onto my chest. This 19 year old was flying high and on the precipice of erupting once more.

I went to high school in the gay village, walking through it twice daily to and from the subway, past the bars, bath houses, queens and queers. I knew i was gay and wanted to break free of the choir/alter boy with good grades that girls fawned over image. I worked up the nerve to go into the eagle which was open during the day. It seemed less obvious than going into the porn theater. I walked up the stairs telling myself to act normal, just go to the bar, order a ginger ale and grab a seat in a corner. It worked! As I sat in the corner of the almost empty bar, petrified to move but so turned on I scanned the room, fixated on the sling so much so, that i never noticed the 6'2 dark haired 200 lb mid 30's man that had walked over and asked to sit. I smiled and said yea, grab a seat. He straddled the stool at the table dwarfing my slight 5'8 130lbs as he sat next to me. Every part of me quivered at the thought of him popping my cherry, b4 i knew it i had a raging boner snaking down my pant leg. He reached over hand outstretched reaching for my hand, and in a deep voice said I'm Mark, I couldn't help coming over and saying hello. Thanks your'e hot came out of my mouth b4 i could stop myself, still holding my hand he looked down at my twitching teenage cock and smiled wide.. wow your'e hung he stated making me blush.. i'm chris, short for christoher I told him. Wanna get out of here and go get comfortable? Sure, my voice quivering, we got up put our coats on and proceeded down the stairs when he stopped, turned around and started to kiss me, his stubble made my cock rage even harder making my underwear wet with pre-cum. His large hands quickly freed my cock from my pants, the cold winter air on my stiff "8 1/2" long 6 thick cock made me squirm a little, but b4 i knew it, this giant of a man was gobbling my cock in his hot mouth. After what seemed like an eternity he tore himself off of my cock long enough to grunt, fuck you taste so good, lets get out of here! My jeans barely contained my cock soft, I struggled to to get it back in hard, and decided to zip it up as far as it would go and pull my jacket down over the rest of my exposed cock.. mark smiled at me with this devilishly satisfied look on his face that i would have to walk out like that. As we got to the bottom of the stairs he said, don't worry we r not going far, just across the street. Again more stairs through a lane way door and we r at a counter with stacks of towels on them... The old guy in the background was familiar from the coffee shop; he said to the clerk, let him in, give them the double at the end of the hall and smiled at me.. Mark paid and was given a key, a bottle of lube and 2 towels. We walked down the maze of halls of open doors naked men and sounds of sex everywhere.. When we got to the room mark asked if i'd been here b4, I said no, I'm actually a virgin.... he smiled at me & continued to undress. The man was a mountain, solid, thick arms, legs, hands and a fat uncut cock.. I stood there staring at him as i undressed. he looked me over b4 picking me up and placing me on the bed standing up so my cock was closer to his face.. My cock responded with teenage zeel, but I was aching to taste his cock. his tongue darted under my foreskin tracing my cock head bringing me back to this sweet extacy; looking down at his stubble covered face with my hard cock buried in his mouth was almost too much, and he could sense it, so he turned around placed his hands on the walls spread his legs and told me to hop down and slide that monster cock in my hole. I hopped down and stood behind Mark with my hard cock pointed square at his ass crack not knowing what to do, but b4 I could move his massive hands reached down and cupped my cock, guiding it closer to his hot hole. I could not believe I was about to fuck this football player built daddy, especially without a condom. B4 I could even ask about the condom, the moist heat of his hole like a drug made me forget about anything other than that hot tight hole twitching and flexing against my cock head.. It made me so hot I shot a stream of pre-cum which just made my virgin cock head slide in his hole. Mark moaned and inhaled from a small bottle with 1 hand while still holding my cock with the other. I could feel his hole relax as he inhaled; with a low grunt he moaned as he began to been his hot dry hole my fat uncut cock. The more he worked my rock hard cock into his hole the closer I felt myself to cuming. Mark just kept moaning how good my cock felt in his hole, it hurt so good he repeated a few times; I told him i was so close to cumming, he asked if i could wait till he got my cock all the way in, so I grabbed his hips and drove my cock deep in his hole waiting to feel his ass lips cradle the base of my cock. Mark spread his cheeks grinding back into me; I lost my balance & fell back onto the bed mark following, as he landed on me his crushing weight buried my cock as deep as it could go. I wrapped my arms around this towering daddy who had begun to vigorously ride me raw moaning seed your daddy, shoot you hot load deep in daddy. Without much more urging I was shooting my first load deep into his willing hole. He kept riding my cock which now slid in and out with greater ease as my cum lubed his hole. This new feeling was too much, it's like a beast was awakened, I wanted to be in control, I wanted to be behind him controlling the thrust. I told him to stand up and turn around, as he did i could feel my cum drip out of his ass. He was hard and drenched in pre-cum! I wanted my first taste of cock! It was sweet & salty at the same time i thought as i tried to take his 10 inch un cut cock down my throat like he had done to me... he reached down lifted my chin so i was looking up at him as i sucked his cock and said to I hope you don't mind i have a lot of pre- cum. I took his fat cock out of my mouth and said Its my first time so you get to train me to love your cum and cock... you have to use your pre cum as lube to work this monster uncut daddy dick into my hole. And you have to cum deep in my hole so i can go home with your cum in me.. His cock shot a load of pre cum across my face as it stiffened to my words.. Mark laid down on the bed with his legs up in the air and said fuck me some more, i was so close just now... I pressed my cock up against his hole, feeling my load leaking out as he twitched welcoming my cock into his hungry hole..This time I slid the entire length of my hard uncut cock into his hole as i leaned forward to kiss him. Man it felt so good, i started thrusting like a wild man turned on by the fact that i was inside of this built daddy who just wanted my cock inside of him.. his moans became louder and his cock was shooting short thick burst of what i thought was cum so i aske if he was cumming, he said no that's pre cum.. i puled my cock out of his ass, he groaned as it plopped out. I straddled his lap positioning my virgin hole on the head of his fat, long uncut cock and started to rock back and forth working his pre cum into my hole getting it wet.. Mark reached behind me to insert a finger in my but. I hated the feeling of his finger inside of me... I told him, take it out, if im gonna loose my cherry its gonna be to a cock, not a finger.. I straddled his cock for a while only able to get his head inside of me, b4 he handed me the vial and said inhale slow and deep, then relax... I did as told. The pain subsided as I felt this rushing wave consume me, marks lubed his shaft, place his hands on my hips, a few thrusts and & a couple inches of his monster cock slid in. A few minutes of riding Mark my hole opened up, enjoying the feeling of his fat cock sliding in and out of me, I reached back and realized he was only less than half way in me.. I took a few more hits of the poppers, and asked him to get on top of me; with ease he flipped me over lifted my legs above his broad shoulders, and slowly dropped all his weight on me, forcing inch after inch inside of me...he got about 8 inches in b4 he paused to let me get used to it and to have more poppers... his cock was huge and filled me completely, i felt him grow inside of me as he laid on top of me kissing my neck..I grabbed his hips and pulled him deeper into me, I wanted to feel his balls pressed up against my hole and he did not disappoint. Once more he laid there & I felt his cock twitch a few times, Mark grunted, I can feel the pre cum leaking out my cock, filling u up.. I grinned and slapped his ass; he began to slowly fuck my hole & it hurt like hell...He slipped his cock out of my hole making me feel suddenly empty; he squeezed some lube in my gaping hole, then began to slowly feed his fat uncut head into my well lubed hole. Thank you I gasped as he began to bury his cock fat in my tiny butt, the lube really made it easier to take his long fat cock as he built up speed, forcing my hips down to the base of his cock with almost every thrust, making me yelp. Mark placed his large hand in my mouth and said bite down, I'm close. I pushed his hand away and said I'll take it like a man, he grinned picking up the pace, I was seeing stars it hurt so bad, then all of a sudden my aching hole which was already stretched to the max began to almost double in size as Mark's began to shot. He buried his cock balls deep in my hole, his cock twitching and growing each time he shot deep inside of me. Mark began sliding his cock half way out then slamming it mercilessly back in to his balls, each time flooding me with hot cum. He came for what seemed like forever b4 burring his cock balls deep in my used come filled hole, flexing his cock deep inside of me; then bam , without warning my hard cock started to shoot without me touching it... Mark opened his mouth and bent over catching some of my cum in his mouth then leaned in and kissed me. He stayed inside of me till his cock softened. We showered and came back to our room, my hole sore and gaping, I sat at the edge of the bed. Mark told me to lean back, and i did as told; fuck#@* he began to rim my sore hole sucking, blowing air into my hole like a balloon. B4 i knew it I felt a flood unleash from deep inside me. Mark grunted Yea! like he had just found gold; he furiously ate my hole lapping up every drop that leaked out. After a while I heard him say your'e nice and clean now. Ignoring my raging hard on I asked, what just happened? He said, while fucking you I felt your second ring open up when i was fucking you, so I figured you still had some cum up there. Mark reached into the locker for his pants, and a ring hit the floor, he leaned down and placed it on his ring finger while staring at me. I asked what his wife was like in bed; he said she doesn't like the amount of pre cum i have so she doesn't give me head..& says i'm too bug so doesn't like getting fucked too much which works for him... We exchanged numbers and saw each other a few more times...

PART 7 I was in a narcotic state of mind feeding on the so full sensation that I was having with Cy’s giant cock speared inside me. “Yes, I need you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me . . . now.” “Babe, you want me to fuck you now? Right now?” I heard Cy quickly ask. “Yes. Fuck me now,” I repeated with my head spinning full of cobwebs and conflicts. I was in a turmoil but couldn’t let Cy change his mind just for a condom. Cy began to ease his swollen delivery tube further inside me. He was in no rush so that he would not shake me out of my now blissful trance. At intervals along the way to total impalement, I felt sharp pain causing me to moan loudly halting his movement. He allowed enough time for me to adjust to the discomfort before moving once more. In the interim of time which was not long, Cy found his 10 ½ inch uncut cock fully encased by my ass. My pheromones were wild! I felt Cy’s hooded massive bratwurst begin to slide from me. No more than 3 inches had been removed when I began feeling nakedly empty and began to whimper opening my eyes and raising my head. Still more of the colossus slid out of me. I whimpered plaintively trying to push back onto the receding cock. Cy would have none of it using his hands on my hips to keep me in check. My ass felt his oversized stopper of a mushroom head snuggle up to the inside of my entry hole halting Cy’s retreat. I was almost in a frenzy by now at the vacant sensation. My whines were seemingly ignored as Cy withheld himself from me driving up the demand in my brain. He knew how to create a deep need to be occupied feeling in young men such as me. When my benefactor was ready, he began once more filling the void that he had created. Slowly at a snail’s pace I felt Cy’s monster sausage re-entering my ass. Gone were the thoughts of a condom as he slid his raw now pinkish coloured boner inside me. As he did, the pricks and slices that he had created with his brush oozed with my blood coating his manhood. Minutes passed before once more I felt that filled sensation from all of him being inside me. I became sedated. As we were conjoined via his tube, Cy flexed his cock to even greater girth causing me to verbally groan loudly with contentment. Cy had to know the effect he had on men. He was an expert, and I gave thanks for having met him. All too soon, though, Cy began his withdrawal once more as I protested by using my sphincter as a trap. I clamped down hard but could not overcome his power. He continued his egress stopping as he had before. He waited until my begging finally got the better of him, and he returned inside my ass pushing his jumbo middle leg deep. I do not remember how many times Cy teased me in this fashion but I knew that time was passing. Each time when he was barely in my ass I would whine, whimper, plangent, and bemoan my emptiness only to be delayed on his return inside me until he was ready to satisfy my sexual hunger and yearning. This was all about his making me addicted to his powerful thrusting super piston. Indeed, by the time this night was over, I would be a wreck in more ways than one. And, then, my hunger began to be fed in earnest. Cy became more generous with his powerful sex piston. He began feeding a steady and consistent diet to my ass by not stopping on his inward or outward strokes. He himself began moaning and told me how grateful he was to be allowed to do this for me. He praised how my ass felt and lamented not having met me sooner as he slowly increased his tempo of fucking. His words were heard but my brain was concentrating on the physical sensation I was feeling as the blockbuster uncut cock began to ravage my bleeding insides. Still, there was the nagging issue of no condom which grew less with each in and out stroke of his god phallus. More and more Cy revved up his powerful sex engine until soon he was punching inside me jarring my body with ever increasing pelvic slams as he kissed me again and again. Minutes passed as my joy quickened at feeling his gut wrenching prick pulverizing me. His hands now tightly held me for a greater purpose. On and on I felt his cock perform a blitzkrieg attack on me until I was finally knocked back to reality on the battering slams I felt as Cy with a single purpose fucked my ass. Still, he carried on his assault until I thought I could stand it no longer. I rose upward off the bed and grabbed a handful of the sheets beneath me digging in my knees and hands. Were it my head being so struck a concussion no doubt would have occurred. With all the grit and determination I could muster I squeezed my sphincter as hard as I could clamping down on Cy’s cock as I pitched myself backwards as he barrelled forward. Once, twice, three times I met his forward thrust with my rearward thrust. Four, five, six, seven more times we collided in magnificent coupling. “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Cy screamed then bit my neck as he battered his way deep inside me stopping as the ball nectar flowed so freely and abundantly from his piss slit flooding my insides like a tsunami. PART 8 Cy continued to unleash more of his cum into my ass as he held his magnificent breeding tool deep inside me. Each salvo created another heavy wave of his ball honey that flew through his blood engorged love shaft filling more of my intestine. The thick coating of DNA reached several of the cuts and openings that Cy had made with his brush. Infrequently but consistently, Cy would pull backwards on his toxic waste delivery system so that some of his poison swimmers would be spilled into unfettered areas then once more push forward smearing his juice waste into the open cuts assuring their absorption by his blood covered dispenser. He knew how to be as effective as he could. Some info he had surmised based on what he had learned from the medical community. He much later taught me his techniques and perfected skills. My education would be complete in many ways but this education came without a degree. All I cared about at this very moment was how he made me feel as he poured millions and millions of his man milk into my ass. I was sweating, gasping for air, trembling, and feeling as if I had won a billion dollar lottery. I was elated beyond description. Cy carefully slid us down onto the mattress where he lay on top of me covering me; I felt to be in such a protective position. He nuzzled my neck as he soothingly murmured into my ear, “Oh, Jason, you are so special. You were great; I can’t believe that you have never been fucked before because of how well you took me. I am positive . . . that this is the best fuck I have ever had. You are so special to me letting me pop your man cherry. I want so much to fuck you again and again and fill you full of my love juices. You do want me to fuck you again, don’t you Jason? Do you want me to positively fill you many times with my cum, baby?” He accentuated each of his lines with licking my neck or ear. I had never felt so complete, excited, sexually aroused, whole or wanted and was undoubtedly filled to an overflowing measure with addictive lust for this man. In the recesses of my mind, I knew what we had done was wrong; oh, so very wrong. I didn’t care. This was Cy. He had made everything so clear. He had explained everything to me. It was sensible. He was so sure of himself. Everything that he told me had been true. I gathered my thoughts. “Cy, I never imagined I could feel like this. You have been so good to me. If it were any other man but you, I would never have let him fuck me without a condom. You have been so truthful to me explaining everything. I am so grateful you are the man, who popped my cherry and took my virginity from me, no, I gave it to you willingly. You feel so good inside me. I want you to fuck me as much as you will and will never ask you to use a condom. I know I can trust you. You have had such a positive influence on me,” I whispered back to him. “Oh, baby doll, you have no idea, Jason, how much you mean to me. I want to breed you all day long and fill you full of my nut juices. And, I want you to promise me always that when I do you will always lay on your stomach afterwards so that all of my cum will drain as far inside you as possible. That way there is less chance that any of it will slip out of you. I want us to be so very connected and joined together. Right now I feel as if I’m in a holy place and want to worship you for what you have given me tonight,” he cooed into my ear. “I have such positive thoughts about you and me right now. Oh, such wonderful . . . thoughts . . . and all so very positive.” Cy’s words wooed me into such a sense of loyalty and dependence. I knew he would be in my life forever. I took such comfort and felt so safe. We lay there for a long time just basking in the afterglow of such a glorious sexual mating. No doubt the actual deed that Cy had intended had been done. Still, I was content and ready for more. Soon, I felt an awakening inside me as Cy’s anal impaler began to stir stretching itself once more to its former great size. We both began to follow the lead given us by his monster. Our path was much the same only this time we lay on the bed. This time Cy took a long time finishing our coupling ritual and filling me again with a huge load of his cum but he did. There was more pain this time as the numbing agent had worn away I figured out later. I was determined though not to make any utterance of discomfort. In fact, by the time Cy was spraying his second load of toxic waste inside me, I was revelling in how the pain felt. It acted as if an aphrodisiac to me. What my brain told me was I needed Cy to fuck me and fill me with his wonderful jism. When we finally separated and sat back against the wall on the bed, I was stunned and shocked to see that Cy’s cock was smeared with red streaks. I looked panic stricken at him. He wrapped his safe arms around me and assured me that everything was okay—I was okay. That any time a cherry gets popped, there is a little blood. He told me soothingly to trust him. I did.

PART 1 My parents just left me—their little Jason—in my fully furnished studio apartment. I was now positively on my own. They drove me up to Chicago to attend university—class of 1990. I have three weeks before classes start, and I’m going to explore the city. I already know where I’m going tonight. It’s been on my mind for months ever since I heard about the place. But, now, I have some shopping to do to get ready. A whirlwind shopping spree found me back at my place by 5:00 and my modifications finished by 5:30. (I had to get used to a new time zone.) I looked at my new shower addition and couldn’t wait to try it since I had never used one before. I got the hang of it quick enough. I took my time so that I could be sure that I would be absolutely thoroughly cleaned out in anticipation of tonight’s fun or what I hoped would be fun. I had already decided I was a good prospect to find another guy tonight to have sex with, and I didn’t want anything to go wrong. Eight o’clock found me champing at the bit. I was running crystal clear water out of my ass. I took a quick shower making sure not to put on any deodorant. I looked at myself in the full length mirror on my bathroom door and liked what I saw. I was as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs all going at full speed. I almost decided not to go but chastised myself for being a chicken. This is what I had dreamed about for so long. I looked once more at myself and took inventory: 19 years old; manly baritone voice; 6 feet tall; naturally tan body; 175 pounds of running and swimming muscles; brown eyes; brown hair covering my arms, legs, head, and crotch triangle; size 11 ½ feet; long slender fingers attached to big hands; and cut thick 8 inch cock hanging in front of naturally hairless sac containing 2 large hen egg-sized balls. I was nervous that I might be not up to par for the men where I was going. But, then, if I didn’t go, I wouldn’t know if I were or were not. I hurried from the bathroom, slipped on an old Bike white jockstrap, a pair of shorts, t-shirt, and sandals. I stuffed my money, ID, and CTA pass in my front pocket, picked up my gym bag with the lock and goods, and grabbing my keys went out the door. The clerk at the counter smiled a lot; his name was Cy he told me. I told him I was Jason. He gave me a wink and told me to come to him if I needed anything at all because he would be there all night. He was hot. He talked me into getting a room, actually what he called a double, telling me it was his treat since I had not brought enough money. I found my room after making a quick stop at a commode, stripped putting all my clothes and sandals in my gym bag locking it, made sure my lube was on the bed after applying some to my ass, tossed my towel over my shoulder, strapped on my door key, and left my room wearing only my trusty white Bike jockstrap and a smile. I wandered around the huge bath house going upstairs and in the basement. I went in the steam room finding several men engaged in sucking. I watched for a long time. My mind was racing at what I saw as an almost open invitation to having sex in public areas . . . and no one cared. This is what I had heard about the place and what had kept me in a subdued yet excited state for the last several months. I knew once I had decided where I was going to university I would have to visit this place. I had at last arrived. When I left the steam room, I again wandered over the three levels noting what must be protocol. I stood back and watched other men who also were wandering the narrow halls. What I suspected was true or at least I hoped so. I put my theory to the test returning to a room on the second floor where a hot looking man had been. He was still in his room with the door opened wide. I stood across the hall from his door and watched the man as he slowly rubbed his towel-covered cock. After a couple of minutes, he lifted the towel up allowing his cock freedom to rise upwards. I looked to my left and right and entered his room shutting the door behind me. He stood up as I crossed the room to him. I knelt quickly on the floor using my towel for comfort. I was breathing heavily and my hands shook. My mouth was dry but I opened it. I took his cock in my hand guiding it into my mouth where I tasted my very first cock. I began slowly moving up and down on the shaft as my mouth awakened providing saliva to make the move easier. I carefully began sucking my first cock. There would be many more I hoped. This stranger put his hands on either side of my head and held me still as he began to piston in and out of my mouth. I began quietly to moan at his taste as my head began to swim in blissfulness. My eyes fluttered briefly until I recomposed myself. He fucked my mouth easily for many minutes as I drooled in anticipation. I heard him begin to moan and looked up at him seeing his head tilted backward. His hands tightened on my head; I braced myself for what I knew was going to happen. Several more minutes passed as he continued to moan and increase the tempo of his fucking my mouth. Then, with a growl, I felt his cock fill and hit the back of my mouth. Seconds passed; I felt a flexing of his cock as the first load of his cum shot into my mouth. I gagged like the beginner I was but kept my mouth closed mostly learning to swallow each salvo of his nectar. Rank amateur and I’m sure he knew it, but he said nothing. My cock was straining in my jock. PART 2 I was ecstatic when I left his room and felt as if I were flying! My heart was racing at what I had done. I was giddy but tried to contain my wild enthusiasm as I began walking back to my room. I decided to hit up the basement before the first floor where my room was. My pace was unhurried and garnered several long looks and smiles, a couple of pats on my bare ass, and one distinctive grope of my bulging jock. As I rounded the last corner in the basement, I noticed a door open that I thought had been previously closed. Inside was a young guy who couldn’t have been much older than me. He was naked standing by his bed and stroking a cock that looked to be very similar to the one I had just sucked. I stopped directly in front of his door. Without hesitating, he beckoned me in; I went closing the door. I went to the floor and began working on his cock which was indeed very similar to the first one I had just sucked. The difference was this young guy was a lot more hurried and soon I could tell he was looking for a fast cum shot. Well less than 5 minutes, I heard him groaning as he pummelled my mouth blasting out his load which I swallowed. He hurried me out of his room. Oh. My feet took me up the stairs where I wandered the round-about hall on the first floor. The room next to mine had an older man—read probably in his fifties—in it. He had grey hair, very thin but with muscles, no body hair to speak of, and was propped up against the wall as his uncut cock lay across his thigh. I unlocked my door and stepped over to look at him once more. He motioned me to come into his room. I closed my door and joined him. As I stepped away from his door, I began to kneel once more, but he pulled me back up on my feet. We stood looking eye to eye. He put his arms around my waist, and I put mine around his shoulders. He leaned in and kissed me which took me off guard. I backed my head away for a brief moment and then relented. We kissed several minutes before separating. I knelt down taking his uncut cock into my mouth. He had a very different taste and texture than my first two cocks I had sucked. I soon found that I could slip my tongue beneath his foreskin and had a lot of fun swirling my tongue first one way and then the other. My host sighed quietly and emitted gentle moans. I looked up and saw his face with his eyes closed swaying as if there were a gentle breeze. I sucked on the entire shaft learning my trade and trying different tricks to taste more of this new cock and to be sure that the man to whom it was attached was enjoying himself. We continued for some time. My knees began to hurt, my legs began to cramp, and my mouth began to ache. Somehow, I persevered until without warning a guttural moan crept out of his closed mouth just as a huge glob of cum hit the back of my throat. I was startled and choked at the same time. His cum landed in my mouth as if it were a military barrage. Each salvo landed in a different spot. I felt a backlog of the sticky fluid building in my mouth until I thought it would burst out and spew everywhere. Fortunately, just as I was running out of room the bombardment began to abate; I began swallowing faster. I felt his body shiver and let his spent cock slowly slip from my mouth. My host helped me to my feet and once more hugged me. We kissed some more. He told me I tasted good. I had a momentary dull brain before I realized about what he was talking. I laughed and told him he was the one that tasted good. He had a very pleasant smile. I had an epiphany as I stood there with him. I realized that I had now sucked three men and swallowed their cum loads. I was not nervous or anxious any more about my being accepted. I knew I was attractive enough and had what it would take to find plenty of men at this bath house to sate my repressed sexual appetite. My mind began to race as I thought about starting a journal and keeping track of my sexual trysts. Abruptly, I returned to my reality of being held by this nice older man. Indeed, all three of my conquests were superb in their own right. Any hint of ageism fell away. I resolved that it was about sex and me getting a lot of it to make up for “lost” time. I had no time for age numbers.

While I have enjoyed multiple loads from multiple men many times, I'm more of the type that really enjoys multiple loads from one stud. When the chemistry is right, the mood is sexually charged, and possibly some "enhancements" (blow, poppers, or V, etc), there's no feeling like a mega-stud going full Alpha and tagging my hole over and over again until his balls are completly empty and I'm filled with his essence. I love the feeling of being "claimed" by a stud, his DNA seeping into my body, the scent of his musk on me that lingers for hours, his large hand prints leaving red welts on my ass.....*shivers*

It has been about ten years since I graduated from college and I guess that's why this encounter entered my mind recently. I used to jerk off to the memory of it for awhile, but thankfully my lust for barebacking and cummy adventures has filled my brain with lots of spankable material. Still, when I think back to this occasion, I still get pretty hard. I was a Resident Assistant for two years in college and I loved it because not only am I social person, but also because I got to have my own room and bathroom. It was the perfect situation for me as at that time I was a 'straight' college student at a big southern state school - a way to get to know a bunch of people but still get my own privacy when I needed it. Of course I principally needed a private room so I could jerk off. If I needed to fuck and dump a load in a nice ass, I went online and found a bottom somewhere in the vicinity who needed to be bred and who could also host. I don't exactly know when I became a barebacker, although looking back I suppose the attraction stemmed from my first anal experience. I frequently went to an adult book store to get head through a glory hole. I had discovered the ABS in my freshman year. It was far from campus so I wasn't all that concerned about running into anyone I knew from school, and as I was usually successful in getting a blowjob, I began to visit the place regularly. In any event, on the occasion of which I'm thinking, I was in a booth at the ABS and was receiving a particularly good blowjob through the glory hole. I was approaching orgasm when the mouth pulled away. Somewhat surprised, I withdrew my cock from the hole, and crouched down, peered into the hole, whereupon I heard the guy on the other side say "unlock your door." I did and within seconds the cocksucker stepped into my cubicle with me. He was a small framed Latino. His body and ass were quite furry, which I found a major fucking turn-on. He gestured that I should take a seat in the chair, my pants and underwear around my ankles. When I was in position he sat on my raw hard cock until I was balls deep inside him as he stared into my eyes. He rode me until I felt my orgasm build and suddenly burst inside him. I plainly saw how his eyes got wide and glazed over with satisfaction and animal-like lust. I was hooked: I was a top who bred bottoms. And believe me, every bottom I encountered craved my thick raw cock, especially 'cause my cock head always swelled to generous proportions just as I shot my large load deep in the bottom's guts. I also think the curve of my cock must have played the bottom's prostate like a fiddle. I quickly discovered I had only to fuck a bottom once before he would be addicted to my thick curve and he would beg for my cock. Yeah, once I entered a guy, his ass would belong to me. One particular college night, I was especially horny and needed a good bottom in whom to unload. I went online to Craigslist and found a 40 year old bottom who was, in the words of his posting, "looking to take as much college dick and cum as I can." I sent him a pic of my cock and my stats and waited. Within a few minutes he sent me his hotel and his room number with some pics. I checked out his pics; nice lean, masculine frame, salt'n'pepper hair, moderately hairy with a relatively hairless ass with a very furry crack. He said he'd meet me naked on all fours with the door propped open and that he might find another top to join. I got ready and headed his way. I arrived at the hotel and found the door ajar. I went inside and immediately could smell the familiar scent of masculine sweat, lube, and cum. This hole had been used. "Got a cummy ass for me?" I asked as I loudly undid my belt buckle (bottoms love that part...always see them either excitedly re-position like a puppy who knows it's getting a their bodies tremble and their asshole winks. Either one gets my dick hard) "Got two loads so far...you college boys are hungry." I had finished undressing, leaving on only my backward hat with my school's logo proudly displayed, and placed my large hand on his ass. He shook with pleasure. "Suck my cock and get it ready for your cummy pussy," I ordered. He moaned and dove for my cock. The moment it passed through his lips and he began to feel the girth and the length, he let out a animal-like grunt and instinctively arched his back to raise his furry-cracked bubble ass higher. I could see the glistening wetness on his slightly-open hole in the dim light of the hotel room as he continued to feast on my cock, moaning and grunting like a good little fuck pig. This pig needed more seed. The pigs cell phone on the bed next to him began to ring. He pulled off my cock "Sorry, sir, it's the other college guy top who's going to breed me with you--if you don't mind, sir." "Answer the phone so you can get back on my cock, pig." He answered the phone and it was clear the kid was asking for directions and this guy didn't know the city. He looked at me "Can you help him find this place?" I took the phone in one hand and grabbed the back of the pigs head with my other and guided his mouth back to my cock. I spoke into the phone. "Hey, I've got this pig hungrily slurping on my cock but his cummy butt needs more cock in it. Where are you so we can get you in one of these holes and make this pig a happy cumdump?" The voice on the phone hesitated at first, but when he spoke it was clear he was horny as fuck. "I just need to figure out how to get there from where I'm at--I'm new this semester." "I've got your welcome present here--don't forget the balls, pig--if you want a big load you better worship those balls, too. Okay, so where are you?" I talked with the other top about where he was and quickly directed him to where he was going. He was only five minutes away. "The door is still ajar, come in and shut it and get undressed before you fully enter the room. I want you ready to take over this mouth the second you walk in, because I need to reward this bitch for slurping on my cock so much by driving this thick curve deep in that wet hole." "You got it, man. Sounds so hot." I hung up the phone and threw it on the bed. The pig kept slurping on my cock as he held up a bottle of poppers. I took a huge hit and let the warmth and hunger wash over me as the cumdump took a few hits and hungrily returned to slobbering on my thick cock, savoring the precum and moaning like a fucking bitch. I heard the door open and heard the new college top fumbling with his clothes. He was a bit nervous, which wasn't all that surprising. I was prepared to take charge and get him where he needed to go, and honestly, I was sure once the college top felt the cock sucker's mouth he would be hooked. At that moment the college top entered. Glancing up I realized I knew him. He had recently moved to my floor, and I had casually spoken to him a couple of times. He was a quiet kid who mostly stayed to himself. A musician, if I remembered correctly. I remember thinking when I met him, that I thought he was cute, but I hadn't obsessed over him, after all, I was outwardly straight. But here we both were, both naked, in a hotel room, both of us were completely hard (and I noticed, his cock was also quite impressive. Once he recognized me, he was also clearly completely mortified and seemed a bit bit frozen, unsure of how to handle the situation. So I took charge. "Pig, you've had enough of my cock - at least for now. If you want my cock in that ass, go show our friend here how hungry you are for cock." The cumdump immediately got off the bed where he had been on all fours sucking my cock and rushed in front of my resident. Without hesitating, he dove onto the other guy's cock, loudly moaning and slurping like a slut. I watched as the panic melted away to pleasure and I walked over to the guys and presented a bottle of poppers under my resident's nose. He took a deep hit in both nostrils and immediately I saw it in his eyes--the hungry glazed look of a barebacker. He was ready. "On the bed on all fours, cumdump," I ordered. The 40 year old man quickly complied, making sure his back was arched to make his ass and mouth more appealing to the two college tops he was pleasuring. I looked at my resident asking "You want mouth or ass?" He smiled, "I want ass. I know I'll cum if I watch you fuck him and I want to breed him, especially if he's got some loads in him already." I climbed on the bed and got comfortable and the bottom immediately got to work sucking my cock. He was so excited knowing he was about to get fucked. My resident hesitated a second "Is there lube?" "He's got two loads in his ass. Just eat him out a bit to get him wet and push it in." I watched as my resident got between the bottom's legs, spread his ass cheeks, and went to town eating that cummy hole. The excessive moaning and flourishes he used on my cock made it clear he was quite happy, and was properly thanking me for arranging double fuck session. My resident, meanwhile, unquestionably loved eating cummy ass. I took some satisfaction in thinking I would have fun with the quiet musician who lived down the hall. Yeah, I was going to have fun with this boy. "Now fuck him. I'd say the bitch has earned a few more loads." I love being able to see the face of both bottom and the top when a top first slides his cock into a cummy-holed slut. The ecstasy and hunger the resident and cumdump were experiencing was abundantly tangible, so I took a large hit of poppers and begin to face fuck the bottom. He loved every second of the spit-roasting, and from the grunts coming from the top, I suspected he would barely last five minutes, so I paused in face-fucking the bottom so he can really enjoy my cock on his terms. I'd like to think each tongue-flick and oral massage of my cock was his way of thanking me. While he was enjoying the resident's cock, he knew he belonged to me. The cumdump could tell, even before I penetrated his hole, that my cock was special. He was a true cumdump. I looked up as the resident was practically howling, knowing he was about to cum. I withdrew from the cumdump's mouth, walked around the bed so I was directly behind the resident, allowing my hard cock head to rest against his ass cheek as I leaned in close behind him and quietly ordered the resident to "Load him. Load up the cumdump. I'm going to fuck him and I want your load deep in his guts while I'm filling him up. Give him your warm, thick load." I also ordered the cumdump to "Beg for that load, bitch. Tell him that you want it." And beg he did. The 40 year old begged and pleaded for that load like a true cumdump. The resident, meanwhile, was about to go over the edge, so I took the bottom about his waist and pulled him back so that the resident was completely balls-deep. Then, at just the right moment, I grunted in the resident's ear "Shoot that load." I could feel his body spasm as he came, wave after wave of orgasm hitting him as the cumdump moaned and thanked him over and over again. When he was done cumming, the resident pulled out with a wet "plop" and collapsed on his back on the bed next to the cumdump. I immediately grabbed the cumdump by the waist with both hands and spit on my cockhead. Placing my cock at the entrance to his wet, hot, cummy hole, I slid my entire eight inch shaft deep into his guts. The noise the cumdump made was unlike any I'd heard him: it was a deep, guttural groan that seemed to escape from deep in his gut. He was truly a bitch in heat. I took my time enjoying the cummy wetness of his warm guts as I pounded his ass, using every stroke to caress and massage the hole so that it began to naturally form to the shape of my cock. As I owned his ass, the cumdump eventually coaxed the resident to scoot up on the bed so he could suck his semi-hard cock while in the daze of the poppers and the pleasure of my cock filling his cummy hole. I felt my orgasm building as I watched the resident's cock growing harder in the cumdump's mouth and watching as the cumdump hungrily started really working for a load in his mouth, sensing another load would soon be deposited in his ass. He pushed back and met each thrust while giving focused attention to the cock in his mouth. As I said, he was a true cumdump, and most definitely was earning his cummy rewards. I unloaded in his ass moments before the resident unloaded in his mouth and felt the cumdump's body shivering as he felt my cockhead swell and release a giant load into his guts. His ass was filled to the brim with cum, and as the resident began to flood his mouth the cumdump laughed around the dick as he moaned and savored each drop. As my orgasm subsided, I pulled out slowly and felt the cum following my dick. When my cockhead popped out of the cumdump's well used asshole, a splatter of cum came out and landed on the hotel bedspread. In a flash, the resident dove on the cummy hole, licking and slurping up the cum and ass juices leaking out. "Push some of it back in" the bottom begged. "Please give me the seed." Scooping up some of the cum on my cock head, I slid my dick, which was still quite hard, back into his cummy ass. The resident kept his face right there by the hole, watching and breathing on my cock as if to make sure each drop of cum remained in the cumdump's hole. The bottom, for his part, clamped down on my cock when I withdrew, ensuring the multiple loads he had taken would not be lost. The resident immediately took my cummy cock in his mouth and cleaned it off. I smiled in satisfaction as he enjoyed servicing my cock for a few moments before I withdrew from his mouth. "Come on, we've got to go. I'm sure this cumdump has more tops on the way." "Just a couple," the bottom answered. I noticed his cummy asshole seemed to wink in agreement. The resident and I quickly dressed, so we were ready to leave at the same time. Just before I opened the door to leave, I looked over my shoulder at the cumdump and said "Thanks, cumpdump, you did a good job." With that, resident and I walked out. He didn't say anything until we were in the elevator. "Will this change anything at the dorms? Cuz I'm not really out," he asked with a hesitant voice. "Hey, nothing's going to change," I replied with a reassuring smile, "except that you're going to suck a load out of my cummy dick when we get back to the dorms." From his smile, I had the feeling he had decided a little change wasn't such a bad thing. This is my first story on here. Let me know if you guys enjoyed and I should keep writing...I have PLENTY of other great stories up my sleeves (or up someone's ass)

This story takes place in two different time periods. 1988 I had somehow managed to make it to my senior year in high school without ever making a single close friend or going to a single dance. I had this severe shyness that kept me silent, studious and completely alone. Maybe college would change everything for me. I'd been accepted to a fairly good school three hours away and hoped I'd be a completely new person there. I just had to bide my time for another six months. My isolation didn't go unnoticed by my parents, and they were always trying to coax me out of my shell. One Friday evening my mom cornered me and told me I was absolutely going to go to the football game that night. I refused and she broke into tears. "You HAVE to! There's nothing wrong with you! You just haven't tried and I'm sick of it! You're going -- be ready to leave in half an hour." "How long do I have to stay?" "An hour at least. I'll drive you and park right by the front to make sure you don't sneak out. Your father and I have already decided that if you don't at least do this, we're not giving you any money for college". I was trapped. Sullenly, I walked upstairs and changed into my most casual, 'blending in" kind of clothes. Maybe I could just hide among all the generic teens and not even be noticed. On the drive there, Mom softened her tone. "Just talk to somebody. You're not the only shy person in the world. Start a conversation about the game or school or anything. Please try." I stayed quiet. I'd never forgive her for this. As she parked and turned off the ignition, she handed me a 20 dollar bill. "Buy somebody a Coke or popcorn or something". I walked to the entrance of the crummy little stadium with my head down and my heart rate way up. The park was nearby -- I could always just go there and sit at a picnic table for an hour. I recognized the girl who was taking admission. Her name was Rhonda and she was a total airhead slut. She was flirting with some older guy so aggressively that she didn't even notice me walk right in without paying. Oh God! The scene was way too much. Everybody in the world was there and already rowdy. They were revved up by the cheerleaders who were trying to get them even rowdier. No way could I handle this. I circled around the back and ended up under the bleachers. It was pretty dark, but seemed like a safe haven from the madness. I sit in the dry dirt and made a mental note to brush my pants off before I got back to Mom. I listened to the muted cheers, boos, laughter and whistles for a good twenty minutes before my solitude was interrupted. About twenty feet away from where I was sitting was a small group of guys with glowing cigarettes. I suppose I should have guessed that beneath the bleachers was where all the 'bad kids" gathered. Mom made me promise to talk to somebody -- maybe I'd go talk to a delinquent. I walked closer and reached into my pocket. "Hey. I found a 20 over there, is it yours?" Not surprisingly, one of them spoke up right way and said "Oh yeah! Thanks!" He took it from my hand and offered me a cig. I had no idea how to smoke, but figured I could fake it. As he lit it for me, I could see his face in the flame's light. He was not a teenager. 30 at least. As my eyes adjusted a bit, I recognized the other two dudes. They were both in my class even though I seldom saw them. "Your name's 'Carl', right?", one of the guys my age asked. "Yeah", I answered (even though it was actually 'Charles'). "I'm Meatball", the older guy said as he pulled a bottle out of his coat. He took a swig and passed it to me. I'd never had a drink before, but took a sip and did my best not to choke. We stood around, smoking and taking sips for a good half hour. At some point, I noticed that the smoke smelled different than before. Holy shit -- it was pot! Drugs! I imitated what they did with the 'joint'. Mom and Dad would be so proud. Meatball announced that he needed to piss and started stumbling toward the park. I offered to help him by offering my shoulder. He was a large man and I was afraid he'd knock me over, but we made it to a dark area under a tree. He fumbled with his zipper and started cursing out loud. He was so far gone that he couldn't figure it out. "Help me a little, please." I knelt down and got the fat dick out of his pants. I was about to stand up again, but he begged me to help him aim. "I don't wanna piss on my shoes, man." So I held it for him and felt the stream come through the shaft in a fast stream. I was liking this cock in my hand and wondering what that meant as he groaned as the last drips came out. Maybe I was a little gone myself because I forgot to let go of his organ. It wasn't until he chuckled a bit that I realized I was still holding it. I also realized it was getting harder and heavier in my hand. "Suck me off a little", he commanded. I did for about thirty seconds before there was a noise behind us. His two buddies had arrived to watch the show. I had the idea to just run away, but was way too eager to keep sucking this huge dick. As I moved up and down on the shaft, Meatball said "Good news, guys! I found us a cocksucker!". I ended up sucking them all off. No popcorn that night, but plenty of hot sperm. 1991 I did indeed change once I got to college. I was more open and friendly and had plenty of friends. I also found that cigarettes, alcohol and weed were my soulmates. I didn't suck any more cocks back then because there was this deadly virus going around. The desire was still there and I acknowledged it, but just pushed it down. Mom and Dad were pleased with my new attitude even though they hated the smell of tobacco on me when i visited. I came home for Homecoming Weekend and drove myself to the game. A couple of people knew me and said hi, but most were still strangers as far as I was concerned. My real goal here tonight was to go under the bleachers and reunite with the group of men I'd serviced all those years ago. Of course I knew they wouldn't be there. Probably in prison or something. I had the whole semi-dark area to myself...or so I thought. "Hey!", a deep voice yelled from the shadows, "You got business here?" I didn't move as a giant shadow came my way. It was a bearded guy in an army coat and he looked menacing. I kept still, waiting to be knifed or beat up. He stopped an inch or two from me and huffed out his alcohol breath all over my face. Sorry", I blurted out, "I was supposed to meet somebody here". "Yeah. ME!" I was confused. This wasn't Meatball for sure and not one of the other two either. "Got anything to drink?", I asked. He had an almost full fifth of vodka with him. We stood and took swigs. I paid him back by giving him two 20's from my wallet. That sure brought out his friendly side. "You from around here?", he asked. "Yeah. You?" "Not originally. I wound up here and stayed in public housing for a year before they kicked me out for having AIDS". "They evicted you for being sick???" "Well, that and drugs. Now I just find shelter where I can." We continued taking pulls from the bottle and I felt the need to pee. I didn't feel stable enough to go out to the park so I just turned around and let a stream loose into the dry dust. I felt his big hand grab my ass as I finished. Okay! "I gotta go now," he announced. "I'll just do it right where you did". I didn't even ask this time. I reached out and undid his zipper for him. I felt around for his dick. It wasn't long but had a big mushroom head. I held it for him, but he wasn't peeing. I turned him around , knelt down and took the whole shaft in my mouth. He needed a bath, but it wasn't too foul. I sucked him into hardness when he all the sudden said "uh oh". That's when his piss started shooting down my throat. I wanted him to know I was OK with it, so I held on to his thick legs as he finished up. Somehow, his mention of AIDS had left my brain completely. We both collected ourselves a little. "It's warm tonight", he said out of nowhere as he took of his army green coat and laid it on the ground. "It sure is", I replied as I started stripping out of my clothes. I settled my butt down onto his coat and waited. Hadn't I already been daring enough? The next move was up to him. I didn't have to wait long because his bulk was on top of me almost immediately. "Oh God! I'm going to fuck the shit out of you,kid." It took some time for that huge head to work its way into my hole, but I didn't once cry out. This felt like a moment that was always supposed to happen. He didn't rush. It was slow and steady and gave me the kind of pleasure I'd never known before. The idea of that raw mushroom head deep inside me made me so hard I thought I'd come before he did. But no. He was heaving like a madman and then let his infected load loose inside of me to do its damage. Why wasn't I more worried? Why? Can't fight destiny, I suppose.

So. I spend a weekend in the carribean, having lots of fun. Without knowing I booked a gay resort. Many straight people though but after 6 pm the spa is only available for men. I had a bad day already ( woke up , got a load from a white guy, had a threesome, then another guy, black Xxl, bred me... ) so I went to the spa.. it was hot!' First there was this arab guy that I hooked up with yesterday (he bred me twice), I sucked him and All of a sudden he blew his load . I swallowed..;) then I saw these three latino's playing together. Two lightskin , 1 Black. I koind in the fun. One of them started Fucking me safe/ them he fucked the Other two as well.. he went back to me and the Black Guy. In the end he shot in the Black Guy, In the condom. The Other lightskin started Fucking me Bare. When he took a break , black guy fucked me, bare as well .. he made me cum and shot his load in my ass... his bf then put me in doggy position and fucked me untill he came too ( less then 2 minutes ) it was HOT!!!

LAST NIGHT/EARLY MORNING AT STEAMWORKS TORONT Hey, rawboyz! I decided after dinner and a queer slow dance in Toronto to go to Steamworks Toronto for some fun. The week gone by was a bit stressful. I need to blow off some stress, some guys, and do some fucking. Sounds like a bb plan. I got my room about 1 AM. I was planning to stay until 6 AM. Guys, would you believe it? I was having so much fun that I left at 7 AM. Here's my brief account... Yesterday, I noticed (the voyeur-explorer in me) that a lot of guys want to get sucked off at the front darkrooms. I managed to get 5 guys to blast their hot cum in my mouth over the course of the morning. YUM YUM for CUM CUM! Delish! Then I went exploring/cruising around. I ended up the back narrow and long darkroom. Another few guys blasted in my mouth before 7 AM. I did fuck a few willing holes then and left my saved up load in an anonymous. Guys seemed more open to anonymous sex, even bb sex. I was amazed. Two guys (a younger otter and another younger guy) came to my room to unload in my mouth, separately though. More cum, I'm very happy. So, rawboyz, not a bad night for a raw ver daddy. Around 10 loads blasted down my throat, 1 load seeded deep, and a sore neck. I went to bed around 8 AM and woke up around 4 PM. A raw daddy needs his beauty sleep after all that good sex. Any similar experiences at saunas/bathhouses? Keep barebacking, taking and accepting loads! Cheers!

Been a while since I've touched this one, but a new chapter is in the works.

Hi I’m Tom and I have been working with Jerry for 6 years now. Most people don’t pay much attention to me as at 5ft.5 100lbs.most think I’m some boy in high school. Jerry who I work for is in his late 40s and retired from the military and what he did there he keeps very quite. Jerry can bug anyone computer , phone and install caners in any place without you knowing. He knows about every drug there is and how to use it to immobilized a person and to break their free will. I have seen his do this many times and did me. At 22 now he has been teaching me all he knows and including me in his business. Jerry has a very large group of clients who want boys for many different activities, some are for escort work, personal slaves, boys to be pimp out and even a very few who we put them on Hormone Replacement Therapy. Jerry always spends a lot of time looking for the right boy to get for his customer. Right now we are looking at this one boy that Jerry wants to keep and has gone to great lengths to get all the Intel on him and from what I have seen I agree he is a keeper. Jerry has briefed me on what to do for many hours on how this will be done and today is the day. We will call him Nick, is 5ft. 9 skinny maybe 140 lb. blond hair dark doe eyes , that turn me on he. Nick has no real friends always walks home alone from school and stops off for a soda and something to eat before going home. The place is crowed and Nick is sitting by him self like always, as I go up to Nick I ask if I can sit with him , we do a little small talk and the Intel Jerry gave me is spot on, Nick is not bright as he is failing in every class he takes and his father will beat the crap out of him again. He wish he did not have to ever go home. When there is a disturbance I make my move when he looks away I squirt this chemical into Nick drink that will go to work in 25 minutes as his walk home takes 30 minutes and Nicks always leaves at the same time. Just like Jerry said he leaves in 10 minutes as Nick leaves I get into the van with Jerry, Jerry ask how did it go so we go close where we will take him. I can see him walking up the block and the area is perfect with no one around. I can see Nick is starting to have problems walking so I jump out of the van and go up to him and he says to me he is not feeling well. I tell him to get in the van and he just walk over to it witch makes my job easy. Once in the van Jerry gets moving fast as we have 3 hour trip back home where we will change this boy life for ever. In the van I have to work fast and this drug Nick won’t last to much longer and we have to keep Nick quite for the ride home. First goes on the electric dog collar to control him , then I break out the syringe of a drug to put Nick to sleep, as I have given this drug to many I know Nick will be easy to handle for the trip.

1992 I was in my early 20's and new to the city. I worked at a fairly okay job and lived in a nice apartment. My life wasn't all that exciting. I had a few friends, but because I was so bad at socializing, these were friends I'd accidentally accumulated only because they were drawn to me for whatever reason: The girl neighbor who was a stripper/prostitute, the crazy guy who worked at the bookstore and assorted hangers-on from here and there who were all defective in some way. No complaints on my end. I was a skinny gay man who was so far deep in the closet and so scared of AIDS that I'd probably never have sex. Ever. Whatever. The friend whose company I enjoyed the most was a 40-something guy named "Gene". I met him the very first time I ever went to the gay bar called "Bella" near my work. The place was never crowded -- especially in the 5-7 pm period when I usually stopped there to get a decent buzz. Almost immediately I found myself stuck next to a bar stool next to Gene. I got the feeling he'd been there since it opened and was always drinking mixed drinks while I just wanted mugs of beer. How to describe him? Well, he was not bad-looking and about my height. He had some gray in his hair and a gut that was a little bit bigger each time I saw him. I wasn't attracted to him at all and he knew that. When there's no sexual tension between two people, the conversation flows freely. He had lots of experience and a huge cache of interesting stories. I was never bored and we actually got to be very close friends. We'd go out to dinner regularly and that's when I started to realize why some men were attracted to him. He was warm and easygoing. Comfortable. Going to Bella after work and chatting with Gene became an everyday habit for me. After a while, he started admitting things and telling me more of his scandalous stories. In the course of one week I earned that he was a fan of amphetamines, HIV-positive and liked to fuck young bottoms with no condom and not telling them his status. He even admitted to poking holes in the condoms he'd wear so he could give them "his gift". I was a little sickened now. He knew from our many talks that I was a virgin and terrified of disease. I was just like one of the guys he had regularly bugged. As much as I tried not to react, Gene could tell I was shocked and also a little scared, but he kept talking and I kept listening. As time passed, the weather got warmer. I liked this time of year because men wore fewer clothes as the temperature climbed. I had an unspoken appreciation for guys in shorts and sandals thanks to my fetish for long, hairy legs and big feet. Gene could tell I was enjoying the scenery, and he used the opportunity to tell me which guys he'd victimized already. ""Yeah -- that one has my DNA in him", "He was so easy to fool...and he's a doctor", and so on. I tried to keep track of which ones were polluted now, but it was just too many faces, names and bodies to remember. I put it all out of my mind and wondered if I should find another bar to go get buzzed in since this place was obviously his hunting ground. He either noticed my disillusionment or ran out out of stories because he stopped talking and we just chatted like old times. I almost forgot about his dangerous side after a few weeks. Instead of bragging about his stealthing conquests, he started asking about me and my life. He became Therapist Gene and tried to get me to open up about why I didn't seem to have much of a personal life beyond Bella and him. Answers were slow coming but I eventually tell him about my lifelong shyness and fear of everything and anything. He turned out to be an excellent listener. The only advice he ever offered was "You need to get laid". He thought would fix everything...and I wondered if maybe he was right. The next time I walked into the bar I saw Gene sitting next to some younger guy and I assumed it was his latest target. I sauntered over to pinball machines and dug in my front pocket for quarters. Just as I realized I hadn't ordered a beer yet I turned around to see my friend right behind me with a sentence already forming on his lips. "Not even going to say 'hi'??" me asked. "It looked like you were busy" I answered. "Him? That's just Bradley -- a friend of mine. He's a top like me so we've never hooked up like that. And don't worry...he's super clean and a 'condom nazi'. It took about an hour of looking through my collection of phone numbers, but I finally found you the perfect date." I glanced in his direction and 'perfect' was a pretty accurate description. He was tall, had dark features and wearing a really nice suit. In other words, he was out of my league. Gene noticed my paralyzing shyness start to consume me again and just grabbed me and led me over to the bar where introductions were made. I felt awkward and could barely put words together, but a conversation began as Gene bought me shots and interjected his happy banter during pauses. Time passed and drinks were consumed and Bradley and I found quite a bit to talk about. He wasn't much older than me, had a job similar to mine and only wore nice suits because his brother was a tailor and had all kinds of connections. He was also a rabid "Walking Dead" fan and we discussed that show for a long time. Too long, probably - because my buddy had disappeared somewhere. "Where'd Gene go?". I asked him. "Oh who knows? He's probably passed out or on the hunt somewhere". I tapped my empty shot glass and said "Speaking of 'passing out', I think I've gone beyond my limit here. What time is it?" I felt a little dizzy. "11:30. I need to go home soon too. Let me walk you to your car". I followed him out the door and onto the sidewalk, but he headed in the opposite direction of where I was parked. Okay. I guess I was walking him to his car instead. As we got around the corner, he stopped and pushed me back against the big glass window of some lamp store I'd never been into. He was crushing me into it and mashing his lips onto mine. I mashed mine back as I barely remember ever feeling shy. His tongue was exploring my mouth and throat as he made some grunting sounds. I felt his insistent boner through his pants, prodding into my stomach. Within a few blurry minutes Bradley had driven me back to his tidy apartment where I was undressing (or was undressed) in under twenty seconds. We both standing naked in a tight embrace right there in his living room. I could not get enough of kissing him, but he pulled away and said "Check it out". Following his gaze, I looked down and saw his perfect erection pointing upward. Holy shit. He pulled a condom from nowhere and held it to my face. "Inspect it all you want and then put it on me". It was already unwrapped and I did try to look at it carefully, but my vision was a little blurred. The task of getting it over his engorged penis head proved too difficult for my uselessly shaky fingers though. He took over and rolled it down his magnificent dick as he led me back to his dark bedroom where I instantly found myself, face down, on his deliciously comfortable bed. He was moving around and fiddling around with what I assumed was lube after an oily blob landed between my ass cheeks. I couldn't see anything, but the feelings were more than enough. He was massaging the lube over and into my butthole. I relaxed even further into the bed's softness. "OK". He spread my legs a little and settled on top of me. That perfect, latex-sheathed dick moved in and struck my virgin prize. Yes, it hurt. It hurt very much, but the pain was as blurred as my thoughts and didn't last too long. And then this Bradley was moving his hips and cock inside of me. My first thought was how nice it felt and my second thought was that my virginity was gone forever now. Everything was slow and perfect until he got a little rougher with his thrusting. Rougher and faster."Tighten that ass, kid. I'm about to cum". I clenched as much as I could with a rectum full of big dick. I guess I did it right because he responded with tiny rapid pushes and a loud moan. He was breathing heavily and sweating all over my back. "Shit, shit, shit!" he suddenly exclaimed. Huh? "What?" "The condom broke". I was quiet and feeling warm. Also stupid. This Bradley guy used one of the tricks Gene told me he himself had used on a few of his victims. An unwrapped condom that 'mysteriously' broke at the moment of no return. I should have been outraged, but my whole body was tingling with pleasure. So what? Everybody had to die of something. At least he drove me back to the Bella parking lot so I could get my car and go home. Of course there was a light blinking on my answering machine and of course it was a message from Gene. "Well, it took forever, but I finally got my DNA inside of you. Brad was one of my early conversions and now the three of us are family. If you're feeling okay tomorrow, lets go have brunch or something".

*My first story here. Mostly true, I think, but I was so high l can't be sure. So I'm posting it here. Hope it amuses... My favorite dealer is from a few years back when I spent 4 months in New Orleans. I'd only slammed few times by then and it'd been several months since then. I was bartending part time to keep busy and as a way to meet people. One guy who became a regular for me was a real hot late-30's slim tattooed shaved-head dealer who lived across the street from the bar in The French Quarter. When I was needing supplies I'd stop at his place after my shift where I'd hang out do we got to know each other a bit. I could sort of tell I wasn't his type. But we got along well enough for him to admit his favorite scene was to get a straight customer high enough that he'd let the dealer fuck him. He told me many stories of his successes but he had one new customer that he hadn't been able to close the deal with yet. The guy was our age, dark, hairy, a delivery man for a beer company and straight. Married-with-a-kid-and-another-one-on-the-way straight. But the guy liked his Tina and would hang out for hours getting high and pawing his crotch every time he made buy. It was driving my pal crazy; he was sure he could get into the guy's shorts with a bit of help. I told him an idea that might just get him over the hump and into his hole. And it worked out pretty well. The hottie usually stopped by when his last shift of the week was over, early afternoon on Thursdays. My shift was done at 1pm that day (New Orleans hours) which gave me an hour to get myself ready. By the time he walked in I was already half naked, on my knees and sucking my bud's cock. The guy didn't seem turned off or even too surprised. He just did his business and asked if he could hang a bit and blow some clouds, which is exactly what we hoped for. The guys kept chatting, I kept sucking and we all kept smoking. My pal kind of hinted that I was a bit of a Tina whore who earned my way by entertaining the dealer anyway he wanted. After a bit the dealer slid his hand down my spine to my butthole and started to finger me. Then he took a big rock and slipped it up my hole. The new guy hadn't ever seen a booty bump before but from the sound of it he was unzipping his fly in his excitement. In fact my dealer had me taking his shorts off while I kept sucking him but I got a good look at the guy across the room on the couch. 7" uncut, thick, hairy and juicy. The guy's eyes were black and laser-focused on us, especially when my pal turned around and buried my face in his ass. Well the newbie went nuts over that, said he'd never seen anyone do it though he'd heard of it and always fantasized about a tongue licking his shitter. He dropped his shorts and stood next to us to get a good view. The dealer said, "You should try some of this," meaning me. "He's one high cock-hungry bitch." The dealer grabbed my hair and swung my face in front of this straight, veined, slick cock. I held my mouth open and reached with my tongue for this perfect slab of mancock until the guy gave in and stuffed it down my throat. Pretty soon he remembered my rim-job and turned around. But here's where the next step out my plan came into play. I backed away and said, "Sorry. I'd love to but I only eat clean hole." But the guy was too high and too horned to let that stop him. I mean he begged a bit but I stuck to my plan. Now the dealer stepped in and suggested that he clean up in the shower. I even offered to show him how I do it since I needed a little break. So I took him to the bathroom and introduced him to the shower hose, making it look like no big deal. I left him in there alone and came out to wait for the plan to pay off. After 10 minutes the shower shut off and the guy came out in a towel still wet. But we were ready for him. We had a fresh full pipe to hand him and while he sat back on the couch my friendly dealer surprised him again. He tied off my arm and stuck a full rig I'm my vein so the new guy could watch. He said, "Watch this. He'll do anything we want after this." He then pressed down the plunger and popped the strap. WOW it must have been a big one cuz my eyes went won my and my ears rang and I coughed more than ever before. I guess it was my reward for bringing home the prize. All I wanted was cock and I crawled across the floor to the couch and that last cock I could remember sucking, which was lucky cuz I still had a job to do. I buried my face in his pubes with his half-hard dick in my throat, gagging and sputtering and moaning. My pal then came up behind me and fingered more tina in my hole. The guy on the couch was smoking away on the pipe and groaning as much as I was when my bud pulled his fingers out and stuffed his cock in. One long shove all the way to the bottom. That was my cue to lick down past the guy's balls to his taint and then to his furry cherry hole. I licked, I sucked, I nibbled and I tongued away for a long while I think. I know I had my spit all over my face and dripping off my chin. That's when I started fingering him too. Not much to start but eventually I had a finger from each hand and my tongue in there tasting the pink meat. The guy was groaning and tossing hires had around. I pulled back enough to show my progress to the guy dickin me from behind. That's when he tagged me out and went in for some butt-munching of his own. That was also my cue to slip away, grab my few clothes and the little bag of tina (that in fact I'd paid him for) plus a little sumthin-sumthin unexpected- another fully-loaded rig, I guess to show his gratitude. Gotta love this guy. Thus I left him to his own devices. High as I was I knew I wasn't heading home. I went to the old Midtown Spa, the sleazier of the two available. On Thursdays they rented rooms at half price so all the nastiest men crawled out from under their rocks. Plus a more colorful crowd went there and I loves me some BBC in need of white hole to breed. And I got plenty. Also later I heard the outcome of the great plan. It all went as hoped. In fact the newbie stayed most of the night getting higher and getting fucked. He even showed up at my work one day looking for action. But that's another story.

Half of this story is true. Half of it isn't. Everything's so different now when it comes to chat rooms. It used to be simple. There used to be just this one big chat site where you could go directly to your city or region and start a conversation with guys nearby. I'm in a medium-sized city and always found guys to talk to. It was 1998, and I was just a stupid kid messing around online. I was "out", but not really happy with the clubs I'd been to or the personal ads I'd tried. Somewhere around that time I discovered I was a "bug chaser". It was a surprise to me even though a therapist once told me that the thing you fear most is the thing you will eventually go after. So be it. I don't pretend to understand the human mind -- least of all, my own. So I'm chatting in my city's room and I started a conversation with this guy who called himself "a tall, tasty top". Just my kind. But he also had HIV that was advancing ever so close to full-blown AIDS. We chatted for a bit and exchanged some personal information. He worked at a big museum and did misc. artwork for the place. He was a musician and seemed altogether interesting. But then he moved things along to sex talk. I'd already told him I was HIV NEG, but he seemed to want to know how far I'd go with him. I admitted that I wanted to suck him off. "You'd suck a poz dick?", he asked. "Just yours," was my reply. "My doc is really concerned about my viral load. I'm getting my tonsils taken out in a few days because he thinks that will help,". Oh. OK. "Well, maybe we could meet for lunch later on?" "My operation is Thursday morning. Want to meet for a late lunch on Friday?" "Absolutely". I thought that seemed kind of soon after a surgery, but I suggested a little bar and grill that was near both our workplaces. He agreed and it was all set. After I signed-out, I realized that even though we'd set a date, place and time --- we had no idea what the other looked like or would be wearing. All I had to go on was 'tall, tasty top'. That'd have to do, I guess. Friday came around and I told my boss I was taking the afternoon off. At 1 o'clock, I slipped out and was at the place plenty early to see if I could spot him coming in. It didn't take long before I spotted him coming through the parking lot. He was super tall, very skinny and looking like Hollywood (in my opinion). Dark black hair and full beard and mustache, glasses, and dark eyes directed toward me. He knew me too. Amazing. he was dressed way more casual than I was, but he was an artist after all. Lunch. Well, I could have picked a better place for a date with somebody who'd just had throat surgery. They didn't even serve soup here, just hot chili which I doubt he could tolerate. I ordered a burger and he ordered a turkey sandwich. While waiting, we finally got around to basics like our names and ages and where we lived. He was so fascinating to look at, and his voice was low and friendly. His name was Kent. I took two or three bites from my burger and I couldn't eat any more. My stomach was doing flips like I was teen girl in love. He finished his food and half of mine before suggesting we go to a gay bar around the corner. "Just for a bit" We got there and I immediately ordered a large pitcher of beer. He was a little concerned that my stomach was too empty for so much booze, but I lied and said I'd had a big breakfast. We were sitting at the bar on two stools. He was wearing old jeans with holes everywhere - including the ones that let me see his white, white bony kneecaps. I wanted to touch one of them, but needed some beer first. I hated myself for being shy. We drank and talked, and at some point he took my hand in his. Life was perfect. I guess I should've eaten more and I guess I shouldn't have downed the beers so quickly because we were deep-kissing right there in front of everyone. I'd touched both knees and possibly even kissed one. I might have even have rubbed his crotch. It's all blurry ---even the part where he drug me out of the bar and drove me to his house. I was fairly awake and lucid when we went in his front door. He escorted me to a very long couch where I just knew I'd fall asleep. It was so plush and luxurious that I was prepared to close my eyes and let dreams come on. I'd forgotten all about Kent. He'd disappeared somewhere. And then he walked in and cleared his throat. "Wake up!" I sat up as my head spun a bit. "I want to play a concerto for you". he announced. He was completely nude and I noticed the scars on his neck, his fat dick and his long, long feet. He walked casually over to a fancy piano and started pounding out the most beautiful music I'd ever heard. Should I remain on the couch? Should I go stand closer? I opted to get closer and watch him. It was all so wonderful and my head was filled with colors and images from each perfect note. And then it was over. He sat up from the bench, took my hand and led me upstairs to his bedroom. Either I undressed myself or he did it for me, but I was naked under his covers. He crawled in beside me. "Still want to suck a poz cock?" "Oh yeah. I do." He was stretched out on his back and I immediately put his thick knob in my mouth. Did I realize what I was doing? No. I just did it. I moved as far down the shaft as I could. He started bucking his hips and I knew he wanted me to complete the task. I pulled off, took a deep breath and continued. I kept sucking and my jaw got tired when he suddenly thrust his groin up and shot a huge load against the roof of my mouth. I didn't spill a drop and swallowed it all. Bug cum. I took his sudden snoring as a sign I could sleep too. And, oh I did. I dreamed of birds and piano music. I woke up to two things: a desire for water and a prodding between my ass cheeks. Kent had woken earlier and had worked himself into full-blown hardness. He was pushing it into my hole. There was no way I could pretend to be asleep for this, but I needed to try. He got the fat head in and I yelled out. Very awake now. "Sshhhh". "It hurts too much. Maybe we shouldn't do this now". "Get on all fours. Pretend you're The Sphinx". I did as told...thinking of that odd monument in Egypt. And then he was covering me with his lean, furry body. He worked his way back inside with some lube this time. It nearly killed me, but it as it kept going I felt a little better. And as he slid in and back, I felt pleasure in my crotch area, I told him how much I was enjoying this and that made him thrust harder. And then he came. His poz cum was inside of me and I hadn't even mentally prepared for that. Too much to think about. I'd have so much to deal with when I woke up, but right now I just wanted to sleep. And dream.

So I go on CL and what do I find???? You Take Control - m4m body: average height: 5'11" (180cm) age: 37 Straight white male, I have never been with a guy but have fantasies about being used to pleasure men. I'm into just about anything that doesn't involve pain. I like the thought of being bound so you can enjoy my body to get yourself off. Maybe you like to watch so you have another man over to enjoy himself before you take your turn. Perhaps you would like to make me hairless from the waist down and make me wear panties, thigh highs, heels, etc. Or maybe you like my hairy ass the way it is. I would like to hear your ideas in your first email. Also include your stats. I'm 37 mwm Dark hair, blue eyes, facial hair, 6.5"c, dd free. You must host! Guess who is on the way to my House for some nice easy anal with me. I promised to lick and rim his tight hole until he begs for me to fuck him. Little does he know he is about to take a hot load deep in his hole as I breed his str8 ass and make it a toxic cum dump. Stupid ass didn't even ask My STATS.

Not bad it has only been 5 days and my boy is drooling non stop. this is how he looked when he got home from the gym. His shorts and jock were soaked from his cock drooling non stop. I asked was the Bitch working out? he said Yes and he made me suck his cock like I was his personal Bitch as he told me to suck his cock like a good Faggot. I say by the end of the week my boy should have a nice big toxic load built up for that little cum slut at the gym.

Ass with toxic cum is plugged by my Master.

My hole is still sore from a good fucking I got last night. I met a cute, tall, stocky Latino guy in his mid 30s online and we've been trying to get together for weeks. Finally made it happen last night after work. I took the subway over to his place and we had a few drinks - bourbon on ice for me, rum and Coke for him. Busted out the pot and we each took a hit or two. I hadn't had dinner so it all went to my head really fast. We drunkenly made our way to the bedroom and got naked. Made out for a little bit, but then he stopped and said "Man, I really just want to get my dick in your ass." Told him that was fine. He has a fat, uncut tool with a huge head. He handed me a bottle of poppers and I took a really long draw off them while he lubed me up, roughly fingering my tight hairy hole with Gun Oil. Then next thing I knew he had thrust his whole hog into me in one go. I was pretty high so the rest of the night is a blur of pain and pleasure from his rough fucking. He manhandled me a bit too, taking swats at my ass and throwing me around the bed a bit. Eventually he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled my hips up, then held my head down with one hand while he plowed me faster. I was moaning incoherently into his pillow, biting down hard on it as his thick member wrecked my hole. Finally he let out a string of profanity and I felt a warm gush as his poz undetectable cum flooded my ass. He then rolled me over onto my back and fingered his load deeper into me while I stroked myself into a throbbing orgasm, flying high on booze, pot and poppers. It was so worth the headache I woke up with this morning.

That's sad. I agree about counseling. Maybe something will come out of it as to why he doesn't want sex with you anymore. Does he have sex outside your relationship? Nothing is perfect so maybe you will just have to accept him as he is and be happy.

Happened today at work. Totally unexpected. I work with this hood, black Jamaican guy. About 5'10", 130, dreads. I think he's suspected I'm into guys, as he's played around a bit. Today, I played. He was ragging on how bad my team performed in the tournament. He wrapped an arm around me, pulling me into him. My arm rested on his side hip ... and I 'accidentally' brushed my hand against his crotch. He got hard fast. Why do the skinny black guys have the biggest dicks? We walked around, abs next thing I know we're in a large storage closet with no security camera. He pushed down on my shoulders ... and before he said anything unbuckle his belt, and whip out a monster. I inhale his thick 9 inches of chocolate delight, before he could change his mind. He pushes all the way in, holding the back of my head, making me choke. I grabbed his ass cheeks and he let me get back to sucking him. Well I know he wanted more, as in the past he'd brush against my ass. He picks me up, throws me onto a box ... pulls down my pants ... spits on my hole, and at least gently pushes his dick into my hole. Not long until he's balls deep. He's a rough fucked! He didn't hesitate to start raping my ass ... pulling almost all the way out, forcefully thrusting back in. I'm moaning, I guess too much, so he stuffs his du rag in my mouth lol. I tried to adjust positions, but he grabbed my hips, pulling my ass up even more and fucking even harder. Damn I needed this! He lasted maybe five minutes before thrusting one last time ... I felt his dick thicken, throb ... and my ass warm up with his load. He pulled out, and I got back on my knees to suck him clean. Well, he's only 18 so he came again, flooding my mouth with a bitter, yet tasty, load. He left the closet first, and I left after. But I fingered my ass while jacking off, blowing a massive load all over the floor, before I left. Sorry maintenance!

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Once we get Nick settle in and drug up We get on our way ASAP. In our 3 hour back to Jerry place we talk about this new business Jerry want to get into with Nick as will be the first one in this new venture. There is a lot of money pimping out boys out like Nick as some of the boys Jerry has sold are making big money for their owners. There are a lot of chasers who are looking to become Poz from a boy like Nick , so now I under stand why Jerry took me off my meds 3 months ago and I know Jerry has been off his meds for a long time. Nick is dead to the world and the ride is real boring till we get the Jerry home when its time to bring to the basement and get Nick prep. Once we get Nick down stairs Jerry tells me to get him ready like I always do. As Nick starts to wake up he ask what happen and what is the collar around his neck , it’s a shock collar so I give Nick a small shock and tell him he is now Jerry boy and if he does no do like we say he will get a very shock. Nick ask why he and I are both naked and I say we are going to give you pleasure that only another man can give you. Nick says he is not Gay , so I put on the T.V and show Nick how Jerry bug his room and how Nick would spend hours jerking off watching Gay porn. Show him video of what his parents think of Nick and how they want him out of the house and how much they hate Nick. I give Nick a kiss and he does not protest but responds back to me. I put my finger by his hole and Nick is TIGHT like a virgin. Nick ask me for something to drink , so I give him that special water that has been spiked with GHB , I tell him the water really taste like shit, but he drinks it down really fast. I turn over on his stomach and spread his cheeks and see that hole and it is so pretty so I grab the syringe to get some lube in his hole before Jerry comes in. I see Jerry left me some shards of Tina , so why now as Nick is being so cooperating so I put one large shard in and tell Nick he might feel his hole burning, he turns around and says it’s ok and I have no one in the world who wants me now. The T is doing it’s work as I turn Nick over and start to suck his nice 8 inch dick and he is rock hard , then I move to his nipples. The door bust in and it’s Jerry and he grabs Nicks arm tied it off and gives him a slam. This is going to be ruff for Nick as Jerry is going to busy Nick up with his 11 inch X 8 dick. As Nick is coughing Jerry take Nick by the legs and spreads them as Nick is on all fours, Jerry is hard and dips the head of his dick in the bag of crush Tina Jerry is showing no love with Nick as he is pushing his dick as Nick is screaming in pain and all Jerry cares about is dumping his toxic load into Nick. Wile all this is going on I hold the hand camera on what Jerry dick is doing to Nick hole and it ant pretty. The other cameras are setup as fix , so they are getting Nicks face and the over all action. From my view I can see Jerry's pre cum is now making it better for Nick as his hole is being raped. Jerry is doing all he can to not shoot his Toxic load in Nick hole but once he does he just lays on top of Nick with all his weight. When Jerry pulls out I can see the pink cum on Jerry dick , so I go over on my knees and Jerry gives me his dick to clean off and Jerry tells Nick this is how you treat a dick after it just gave you a nice load in your hole.

I was working some later hours for a friend who needed to be off. I was the only nurse in the department and when the OR staff brought the patient out he was yelling and in obvious pain. I knew the hospital was full and I would have to keep this patient longer than usual so quickly worked on making him comfortable. After some pain medicine he started to relax but it also made him very talkative. He asked about his scar and I told him where the surgical site was and how big the dressing was. Even though it was on his back I pulled up his gown and showed him about where it was on his stomach. I made sure to brush his cock which looked very plump. He started talking about manscaping and how he shaved his stomach and his balls—which I had already noticed as I watched him squeeze his cock. He started talking about would he be able to walk, would he be able to do this and that and then he got quiet and tearful. I asked what was wrong and he said he was worried that his dick wouldn’t work anymore because he couldn’t get hard and that he loved sex and that he was 44 but he has to have a lot of sex and with all the pain and now the surgery he was worried. I rubbed his stomach and talked with him until he calmed down then I slid my hand lower and rubbed his cock. He moaned and seemed to relax so I continued. And said we should put his worries to rest and get him hard. I asked what usually gets him hard and he told me he loved to get head. I had one hand on his balls rolling them around while I stroked his cock which was getting thicker and longer. I asked if I should suck him some to see if it would get him the rest of the way hard and before he answered I leaned over and sucked him all the way in. I pulled up and worked my tongue around the head and felt him get thicker. I sucked for a few minutes and when I had him full hard I stopped and stroked him and told him he had no need to worry anymore about getting a hard on. He reached down and jacked himself off while I watched and encouraged him. I asked what turned him on and he told me of some of the things he had done. That he had been with guys and they gave better head and he loved head. Giving and getting. I took his hand and placed it on my cock and as I stroked him he stroked me as we talked about what turned us on. I would occasionally lean over and suck him. He reached around and felt my ass and said he wished he could fuck me. I had been thinking the same thing. Since it was late and he was stuck in the recovery room until they found a room for him I knew no one would come by and check on us so I gave him some more pain meds and lubed up his cock with some surgical jelly and climbed on the bed. I straddled his hips and lowered my ass to the head of his cock and I told him to not move and let me take him. I squatted down and felt the head of that thick, fat cock push into me. I took a second to get used to it then slowly sank down on him taking everything he had. He was moaning and had his hands on my hips guiding me up and down his length. He told me he cums quick sometimes but with the meds he was lasting longer than he thought. I rode that cock until he told me he was going to cum talking the whole time about how much he needed this. I milked his cock until I felt him blast his load in my ass and then I slow fucked myself on him until I felt him start to get soft. He fell asleep soon after. He was not kidding when he said he was a sex fiend I sat there with his load in my ass and watched him play with himself all night. I sucked him off in the morning before I was able to take him up to a room. He is a patient I will never forget.

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

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

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

The idea of being stealth pissed is hot to me. I've actually had it happen a couple of times, once in a restroom the other at an ABS. The one at the restroom was an understall fuck. This guy came in and wanted to fuck, so he slid under and I mounted his cock. after he was done, he wrote me a note before leaving saying "thanks, I've needed to go all morning." The other was through a gh at an ABS. the guy was doing a slow fuck and kept pausing, but i didn't think anything of it. I have a lot of practice holding in loads, so I hold whatever a guy deposits in me without really thinking about it. After driving home though I really had the urge to go and a lot of piss came gushing out. I was kind of surprised that I couldn't feel it when he was pissing, but it was a total turn on for me to realize what he'd done. I even took a load after him before leaving, so I wonder what the other guy encountered? My second sphincter is pretty strong though, so when I clean out I always use a long dildo to make sure there's no water trapped, so it;s feasible to me that a top could stealth piss me if he was deep. The other idea that is just a fantasy is someone stealth pissing when I'm sucking him off. I have my doubts as to whether this is even possible, but I've recently had a top tell me he's done it several times. I have no desire to drink piss, but this guy swears he will convert me into a piss drinker lol. I'm not really that oral, but will do it as foreplay. On the occasions when I can relax enough and get into a rhythm, I can get a cock into my throat. I was doing it with a guy once who was semi flaccid and was able to hold it in several times. I had the weirdest sensation that something was going in, just figured it was pre cum, but it seem like a lot to be pre cum. It didn't occur to me till later that he may have pissed, but it seems almost impossible that he could match his pissing to my rhythm and only do it when his cock was in my throat. I didn't taste anything, so it didn't really occur to me. But thinking about it later was a real turn on. Any top ever do this? is it even possible?

I always enjoy heading to the gulch and taking loads in the booth. I strip down to my jock, and wait for guys to enter and bend me over. Anyone else frequent the gulch?

I thought I'd share a true experience from my past. Tried to post this as a blog first but somehow that failed. Recently I reminisced about the two year period between 1998 and 2000 when I worked in US. My employer sent me to the Boston area to work on a project. I would spend six to seven weeks in the States, and then fly home for two weeks, and then return to the States for another six or seven weeks, and so on. Such was that two year period. Initially while in the States I would stay at the Embassy Suites in Marlborough, Mass., but at some point I switched to a suite hotel in Chelmsford. (I can't remember the name but by the photos looks like what is now County Chelmsford, although I think it had a different name when I stayed there.) So there I was: in my 30s, single, and horny as fuck all the time. Apart from work there was not much to do. Sometimes I visited the mall a bit further up the highway (I-95, exit 37?) ogling the hot guys in their "American look" of cargo shorts, t-shirts or polo and baseball caps, a style which I found really hot (and which, I might add, a style which is now common in NL, but not so much back then). Soon I adopted the same look, at least while in Massachusetts, and while not at work. If I may say so, I definitely looked hot. This was in the early days of internet and I only knew gay.com and cruisingforsex.com as possibilities in the US to hook up. I had to be careful because I didn't know what the IT guys could see what I was doing on my company laptop but I took the risk sometimes. I couldn't really host at the Embassy. Even though it was a reasonably big hotel the staff knew me by my first name from all the time I was spending there. And colleagues would stay there too. I could not run the risk of word getting back to the company that I was exhibiting 'indecent behavior'. Anyhow, I think I was on cruisingforsex.com when I received a message from Robert. My profile contained some pics of my smooth bubble butt, and stated I was looking for tops in the area. Robert responded saying he was a Daddy, hosting for sex at his place on Friday nights, and that he liked to watch guys fuck. Did I want to get laid and was I interested? I can't remember exactly but I think he was located in Hudson (Newton first came to mind but I now think that is too far away). At first I hesitated, but took him up on his offer, not knowing what to expect. He gave me the address and told me to be there around 8:00 PM on Friday. Not really knowing the area I had some difficulties finding the place so I was late and showed up at this bungalow around 8.30. He was a Daddy alright. In his 60s, white bearded cigar smoking Daddy. I was nervous as hell. So we made small talk at first and he kept pouring whiskeys to make me more comfortable, commenting I was a hottie, and that he would find some guys to come over to fuck. The next hour he spend on the phone on a gay sex chat line. He always started with "This is Robert. I am a Daddy. There is this hot Dutch bottom looking for loads. Are you interested?" Within an hour he had three guys, gave them his address and told me they were on their way. All the time he was on the phone I was on the couch watching a porn video, downing whiskeys to get rid of my nerves and getting hornier with each glass. Add poppers to that and I went into slut mode. First guy showed up 30 minutes later. Average Joe but nice cock. Sucked him a bit first then he lubed me up and fucked me on the couch. Robert was watching us fuck all the while on the phone trying to find other guys. Guy shot his load within minutes, dressed and left. Didn't even know his name. From then on until 2:00 AM guys came and went. In total I took care of eight to ten guys. Naturally there were a number of flakes. I was pretty drunk by that time even if it didn't show, felt like a total slut and loved it. Some were a bit put off by the "old guy" watching but none walked away (it was more or less anon for them anyway) and all dumped their load in my ass. No talk of condoms. A few were in and out the door quickly, most took much longer. Sometimes the next guy arrived when I still had a dick up my ass. All the while Robert was on the phone and in between chats encouraging the guys, urging "Fuck his ass!", and "Load him up!" At 2:00 AM Robert's much younger boyfriend (who was around my age) came home. He looked at me but didn't say anything and they retired to their bedroom. He had probably seen this before. Robert had told me I could sleep on the couch being too intoxicated to drive. Also told me Steve, the guy who rented the room upstairs, would be coming home from his work shift around 4:00 AM, but recommended I stay away from "that nasty piece of work." I woke up when I felt someone trying to stuff his dick in my mouth. BIG dick! It wasn't the BF. Still boozed up and still horny I just opened my mouth and sucked. Then I heard him whisper "come upstairs." Notwithstanding Robert's warning, I followed him up the staircase to his room. And I can honestly say I absolutely loved this "nasty piece of work." He was a rough, hard fucker, who planted two consecutive loads in my cummy hole. Afterwards I discretely went back downstairs. In the morning, Robert's BF still asleep, Robert and I had a coffee. Steve came up in the conversation, and I denied having played with him. Later I drove back to my hotel, all the while feeling increasingly horny as I replayed the evening's activities. This was a first of many Friday evenings/nights spent at Robert's place over those two years. I couldn't go if colleagues were staying at the hotel (as we were expected to socialize) but when I had the weekend for myself I would drive over to his place. He always managed to get guys to come over and fuck me, one time more than the other. While Robert watched each fuck session, he never participated. Some guys showing up I thought to be quite hot, and I received phone numbers from a few of the guys. I once even spent a weekend with a hot top I met at Robert's Boston apartment. The hot and his friend spent all Saturday evening and night taking turns on my ass. Several came back to fuck "the Dutch guy." Even the BF fucked me a few times when he came home at 2:00 AM, particularly after it was clear I had become a regular visitor. He never said terribly much, he just fucked and afterwards retired to the bedroom he shared with Robert. And, of course, Steve was always there for a "nightcap fuck" when Robert and BF were already sleeping. I don't think Robert ever found out about Steve fucking my cum filled sloppy hole when he was asleep. I don't recall how many cocks and loads I took on those Friday nights for two years but certainly the tally was several dozen. Not until years later, when the internet became more developed, did I learn about guys who like to whore-out other guys. Only then I realised there was a name for it and I had been whored out by Robert in Massachusetts in those two years..... And had loved it! Later I thought that maybe there had been a hidden camera recording those fuck sessions but I never saw anything on internet and he never mentioned it. After the project was completed I did not get to return to Boston until two years later. I tried to get in touch with Robert again but his phone was disconnected and email didn't seem to work. That time I stayed at a hotel in Chelmsford. It was easier to hook up then at the hotel as I was alone and my room was located on the ground floor next to the back entrance so guys could come in unnoticed by staff, but there I never reached the level of sluttiness as I had at Robert's place.

Education: 01 - A Long Introduction Part 3 RJ and Tony were out, leaving their new found cumdump party bottom alone to run his fingers around his cum-filled hole. It twitched and so badly wanted more. Andrew clenched his hole tight, wiping any escaping cum back up inside him. He did not want to lose a drop. Hastily, he slid Mitch's buttplug back into his cum-filled hole, moaning as his ass lips stretched around it and clamped down on the end. He stood up and slowly dug his cellphone out of his pants pockets, trying not to disturb his spent buds. Craving more cock, he signed back onto his favorite fuck app and was immediately hit up by a daddy-type less than 200 feet away. msclparty: hey boy. citybottom: hi sir. msclparty: what are you up to? citybottom: just took three loads. you in the hotel too? msclparty: Room 314. citybottom: close by. wanna come breed my hole too? citybottom: i'm so fucking hungry for cum. msclparty: hell yeah boy. msclparty: you partying? citybottom: yes sir. first time. msclparty: woof. you want me inside you churning those other loads around til i shoot my own? With that, the man known as "msclparty" sent a handful of pics that made Andrew's cock leak precum. He was older – profile said 35, but Andrew guessed closer to 45+ – and not the best looking but certainly moderately attractive. White, shaved head, hazel eyes that Andrew couldn't wait to stare into as he got bred. citybottom: god i want your cum. i'm andrew. msclparty: Scott. citybottom: i want you inside me now. msclparty: on my way, boy. Andrew hopped up off the bed to crack the door ajar, and then he slid back onto it next to his sleeping companions. He lay face down, head tilted down toward the pillows, and he shut his eyes. He couldn't believe he had already taken cum from three men, and he was even more shocked by himself for accepting a fourth stranger's load. Moments later, Scott arrived. The hotel room was dark aside from porn still playing on the TV. Scott chuckled at the sight of RJ and Tony spooning on the far side of the large bed. He made his way over to Andrew's waiting ass, lightly tugging on the buttplug keeping all of the cum inside him. "Hot damn, kid," he growled. "Your friends did a number on you, didn't they?" Scott looked at the nightstand next to Andrew and picked up the pipe and torch. "Back up toward me so I can feed you some more clouds. Andrew did as he was told, and soon enough, Scott's lips were blowing clouds into Andrew's mouth, their tongues caressing each other as they went higher and higher together. After a third large hit, Scott set down the pipe, tore off his shirt, and slid off his shorts. He removed the buttplug from Andrew's cumhole and rubbed his soft but plump cock against the boy's cummy hole, wiping some escaping jizz back toward his target. "Arch your back," he instructed. "I'm going to stick it in like this." "Soft?" Andrew said. Scott pushed the bottom's shoulders down and slipped in the head of his cock. "Fuck yeah, Andrew," he moaned. "I want you to feel this monster cock grow inside your knocked up hole." And sure enough he did. Scott's thickening cock had easily been 7.5 inches soft. And it was thick...just thick enough to stretch the bottom's pucker and fill his insides completely. The hung dick snaked its way into his welcoming ass, swimming in the three loads that lubed the boy up for him. In and out, in and out, Scott pulled out and pushed in in tiny increments until he was working at a steady speed without exiting the kid completely. In what lasted no longer than three minutes, Scott was moaning loudly as his cock reached full masted inside Andrew, and Andrew could feel the older man blast inside him. "Don't worry," Scott panted. "I always cum quick the first time. Get on top of me...but keep me inside you." Scott and Andrew rolled to their right, nearing the edge of the bed. Andrew swung his leg back around, squeezing the man's dripping cock as they turned. When Scott was flat on his back, head laid down on the pillow at the headboard, Andrew carefully raised up and spun around to face the man. His eyes were closed, and he was clearly in ecstasy. "Good job, boy," he panted. "I'm still cumming a little." "Fuck, sir. That's four loads in me now. I can feel your dick throbbing inside me." Suddenly the hotel door opened, and in walked Mitch. He walked over to the foot of the bed and dropped his bag and then his clothes. "I see you found new company while I was away," he smirked. "Mind if I join in again?" Mitch didn't wait for an answer. He kneeled behind Andrew and inserted his cock alongside Scott's. "God damn, Mitch," Scott said. "Fucking hot. I just bred the kid, but you're getting me hard again already." "Nice to see you too, dude," Mitch smiled, kissing Andrew's neck as the two men double penetrated him.

This can be a touchy situation. IMO, if sex is integral to your love for him, and that need isn't being met then it needs to be addressed. We all have things we like/dislike about current or former partners that we compromise on, Sex shouldn't necessarily be one of those things. Even if it's once every 6 months. Now if you're comfortable with the lack of sex from him since you do have an open relationship, that may be another story, but since you asked the question I have to believe it's a problem. Have you discussed your need to reconnect sexually with him? It sounds like he may not fully realize that his lack of sex with you is causing stress in the relationship. I think a discussion needs to take place either with or without the help of a counselor.

I feel it, but I do something I bet is different than most. One it's clear a guy is about to bust, I pull out his dick until just the head and an inch or so beyond that are in my mouth. Then I tighten my lips as much as I can, and suck on the head. OMG the feeling of a dick thickening and pulsing ... and the hot feeling of cum in my mouth is hot!

BREED.....BREED!!!!

Moderator's Note: The 2nd part of this story was posted in another thread. I am copying it here, so the story will stay together. Porsche911, please add any additional parts to this thread. Do not start another new thread. Jeremy awoke the next morning on the couch. He squinted his eyes as the morning light came in through the windows. Propping himself up on his arms, he looked around. Christopher, Sean, and Danny were also on the couch. His friends were still sleeping. Every one of them were nude. Jeremy could spot dried cum stains on their bodies and the couch from the previous night’s events. All three of his friends were sprawled out because of the large size of the furniture. And they were the epitome of what men should look like. Bulging arms, thick legs, and tight abs were all standard fixtures on their bodies. It was the result of long hours in the gym and camaraderie that went well beyond the weight room. Jeremy stood up and stretched. He had a semi-erection from looking at the guys beside him. It felt somewhat strange, having this attraction. Jeremy went to the kitchen naked and got one of the protein shakes from the refrigerator. He silently went back past the living room and into the hallway. In his bedroom, Jeremy looked at himself in the mirror. There was dried cum on his front. He didn’t care, though. He did a many push-ups as he could on the floor. Sweat beaded on his forehead and his triceps and chest singed. As he stood up, Jeremy heard water running from another room. “Hey,” came a voice from behind him. “Woah,” Jeremy started, turning to see Porter standing in the doorway. Porter wore only a black jockstrap. It stood out against his pale body, as did the faint blue veins feeding his beefy muscles. “Hey.” “Good night last night?” “Yeah, I . . . I guess so.” Jeremy remembered what he had seen transpire between Porter and Addison. “Yeah, me too.” “What’d you guys do?” “Uh, we just watched some porn.” Porter smirked, walking into the room. “Sure you did. Were you expecting something like this to happen?” “What do you mean?” Porter shrugged. He grabbed Jeremy’s right arm, rubbing it up and down. Though his palms were calloused, it matched the firm push he applied. Porter always went rough with his workouts. He lifted less weight than most of his friends, but could do more reps than any of them. He was Porter the Powerhouse. Jeremy could only imagine what that could translate to under the sheets. “You like that?” Jeremy observed Porter’s eyes. They were fixated on Jeremy’s body. Only his body. “Feels good, man.” “Sure does.” Porter lifted up Jeremy’s right pec a few times, watching it bounce. “Flex,” he commanded. Jeremy did as he was told. Porter smiled at the ripples of muscle. “Good body, man.” “Thanks. You, too.” “Yeah?” he asked, stepping back. “You like this?” “I—” “Look at my bod, man, NOT my face,” Porter said sternly. Jeremy looked over the light skin of his friend. Well, Jeremy wasn’t sure if this could be considered something friends did. But who gave a fuck. He loved the dusky coat of scruff over Porter’s chest and abs. The pure balls of strength on Porter’s shoulders, his thick trunks of legs. “You look great, Porter. Your hair is . . .” “Yeah, I’m debating on shaving it all off or not.” “Nah, it’s hot.” Porter nodded, looking down at his body. “Addison would agree with you.” “Oh? You and Addison—” “Look, most of us here came to terms with what we wanted freshman year,” Porter said, flexing in the mirror. He appeared like a narcissistic asshole looking at himself. But the primal instinct in Jeremy, deep inside him, made Porter look like the hottest person he’d seen in a long time. Forget any girls’ tits he’d seen, Porter had most all of them beat in size with his own furry pecs. And to hell with pussies, because that bulge sticking out of his jock was pure erotic. Not to mention that ass . . .“First it was me and Addison, then it spread to the other guys around mid-sophomore year. We know what we like. We know what it takes to look like we do.” Jeremy was slightly confused. Confused, but excited. “What do you mean?” “Dude, look at how much work we put into our bods. Look at all the money and time spent, protein, creatine, glutamine, and weekends we’ve given away. All the planning and dieting we’ve done. What was it for, huh?” Jeremy thought. “Looking good.” “Fuck yeah. Now why would we waste all this,” he said as he flexed his bicep, “for some anorexic drunk bitch at a club? Or a stoned cunt at Lollapalooza? We’re better than that. We’re better than them. We take strength and looks over everything, so it was natural for this to happen.” “What to happen?” Jeremy asked. He knew it was a dumb question. He already knew the answer. But he wanted to hear it from Porter’s vain mouth. The man in front of him was never more lucrative. “Jeremy, we fuck studs now. Men. The biggest ripped, toned, meatheads we can get our dicks into.” Porter chuckled as he examined his calves. “We’re sluts. We want hunks.” Jeremy slowly nodded, processing the information. “So does everyone, I mean, all the other guys—” “We’ve all fucked each other,” Porter finished. “You were the most reserved and uptight about girls and shit, so we tried to keep it from you.” “Why?” Porter shook his head. “I dunno. I knew you’d want to, but the others weren’t so sure.” “Hmm.” Jeremy did not even notice that he was leaking precum onto the floor. Porter did, though. “You can make the decision for yourself.” Porter came over, without invitation, and tugged on Jeremy’s dick. It immediately stiffened. It felt amazing. “I know you’re a slut for studs. I want to see you in action, too. Do you want to see me?” Jeremy’s mind was reeling. This was happening fast. But it was a surge far more exciting than anything he’d ever experienced before. “I . . .” Porter let go, stepping backwards. “Addison’s in the shower. We’re going to fuck. You can come watch if you want.” With that, Porter left the room, his ass almost bouncing as he walked. Jeremy was not sure what to do. After that discussion, Porter definitely made him feel like he was above fucking girls. But he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to fuck a guy. On the other hand, Porter was by and far the hottest person Jeremy thought he had ever let touch him. It was the muscle, vanity, and arrogant attitude that escalated him to a prime piece of ass. Jeremy looked at himself in the mirror. It was instinct for him to flex some part of his body. Just to see the results of his labor. Yes, he decided, he was like Porter. And he wanted to see more. Jeremy followed Porter’s path, going towards the sound of running water. He went into the bedroom across the hall. The room was a mess. Clothes enough for two people and a thong were strewn on the floor. The sheets on the bed were tangled and twisted. It was clear Addison and Porter had spent the night together. The door to the bathroom was wide open. Light steam was coming out of the doorway. Jeremy, totally naked and sporting a semi, gingerly walked over the threshold and into the bathroom. There was a sink by the door, followed by the toilet, and a wall-to-wall Jacuzzi bathtub on the opposite wall. Addison was standing up in the tub, which was filled with water. His strong jaw was glistening with sweat. His tanned body was without any hair at all, except for the small patch above his rock hard cock. Porter was on his knees in the tub, practically gagging on Addison’s manhood. There was a lust for it, a desire. Porter took pleasure in it, not at all deterred that he looked like the bitch of the situation. Addison looked up, then winked at Jeremy. “Morning,” he smiled. Jeremy nodded, not wanting to interrupt too much. Porter looked up from the cock he was servicing. A strand of precum connected his lips to Addison’s manhood. “Sit on the toilet, slut. He’s mine for now.” Jeremy did as he was told. He sat down and began stroking himself. He had plenty of precum to lubricate. Porter sucked on Addison for a little while longer, choking vigorously. He sucked like he lifted: no holding back. Jeremy wished Porter was sucking on his cock. He got harder just thinking of it. Eventually Addison shoved Porter off of him. Some water sloshed out of the tub in a single wave. No one cared. “Bend over, bitch,” Addison grinned. His dick had to have been at least eight inches long. With a stern look and a nod, Porter turned around and lifted his ass to Addison. It wasn’t for fun, it seemed, but a duty to Addison. Jeremy could tell through Porter’s face. Porter believed Addison deserved his ass. It made Jeremy all the more harder. He stroked with more vigor. Addison reached on the bathtub rim for a condom conveniently laying there. There was also a bottle of lube. Addison ripped the wrapper apart with his teeth and began to put it on. Porter, watching Jeremy with strict eyes, shook his head. “No.” “What you say?” Addison asked, the condom halfway on his dick. “No. No condoms. I want him to see natural man-fucking.” Addison smirked, then ripped the condom off his dick. He threw it at Jeremy’s face. “Fag,” Addison laughed. Addison then lubed up his dick and began to push it into Porter’s hole. Jeremy took the condom off his face and cast it onto the floor. He wanted to see everything. Addison took no time in getting into Porter’s man cunt. It only took a total of ten seconds before he was balls-deep. Jeremy was impressed. Porter only held a look of concentration as Addison went to town on him. Pound after pound, with varying intensity, pushed into him. “Fuck yeah,” Porter said after a couple of minutes. “Fucking POUND that pussy!” he yelled. His face was starting to get red. Addison kept nailing Porter, harder and harder. Jeremy looked closer at Porter’s ass. It was hairy and slick. The fur clung to Addison’s dick as it was thrust out and into Porter’s insides. Porter turned and looked at Jeremy. “I want you later,” he said. It was as if no one was fucking him, like natural conversation on the side of the street. Addison took an extra hard thrust. “Good thing about Porter,” Addison panted, “is that he never complains. He’s a power bottom.” “FUCK YEAH!” Porter screamed. It took Jeremy by surprise at the volume. “FUCK ME, MAKE ME YOUR BITCH!” Addison went into a wild thrusting. He rutted harder into Porter’s hole than Jeremy had seen in any porn. It was wild. Porter in turn grabbed the backs of Addison’s legs and pushed deeper inside himself. Addison started to curve his spine. “Uh, uh, I’m about to cum.” “FUCK ME!” Porter screamed, pushing Addison harder into his hole. Jeremy was bewildered. He stroked his cock faster. “UH, UH, OH my GOD!!” Addison yelled, stopping the thrusting and slamming his pelvis into Porter’s hole. Jeremy could tell Addison was spurting in Porter’s ass by the ruts of both their hips. “Fuck yeah!” Porter yelled, slapping the water in triumph. Half a liter of bathwater was thrown onto the walls and floor. Addison pulled his dick out and crouched in the water. He was eye level to Porter’s hole. “Come on, man, show me the money,” Addison urged. “Oh my god,” Jeremy said, unable to hold himself. He was so close to cumming. Porter looked over at him. “Come over here, show me what you’re working with.” Jeremy, without hesitation, got up and kept stroking himself. “I’m close.” Porter looked up at him. He was not a lover, hooker, friend, or even weight lifter at that point. He was a slut. Only existing for cum. Man juice. The milk of all humanity, sperm of life. Given to the holes of sluts. Jeremy began to spurt, cumming all over Porter’s ass. Addison looked up with a smile and caught the rest in his mouth, sucking on Jeremy’s dick. Jeremy pushed him away. “No! I want it on him!” Addison laughed and spit the cum on the small of Porter’s back. “Fine, dude!” Jeremy finished cumming and shook the last of his spunk onto Porter. Addison was still crouching, watching the cum drizzle. “Fuck.” Porter, looking up at Jeremy, tightened his abdomen and squirted Addion’s splooge out of his ass. He was like a water gun. The cum fell all over Addison’s ripped chest. Addison leaned back in the bathwater and breathed heavily. Porter stood up. His skin was splotched from the exertion. His cock was still rock hard. “Lick it.” Jeremy looked form Porter to Addison and back again. He made up his mind. In two licks, he went down on Addison’s chest and removed all the cum. He held it in his mouth. It was incredibly salty. Porter stepped out of the tub and pushed his body tight against Jeremy’s. “Give it to me.” They made out, transferring the cum between both of them and using is as lube between their tongues. Each swallowed greedily after most of it had dissolved. Porter stood back. His dick was standing proud. “You slut. Welcome.” Jeremy had never felt more free.

LOVE anon loads. Let any stranger cum in me. POZ ME!

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.

As an ugly fat top, I appreciate all of you!

I still love Ian Jay in 1000 load fuck. It was the scene which opened my eyes to real sex, turning me on so much, I knew what I wanted from that point on Thanks Ian

Damn I want this to happen to my neg clean and sober ass so badly!!!!

Education: 01 - A Long Introduction Part 2 RJ thrust into Tony long and hard one last time before slowly sliding out of Tony's raw hole so that he could try out their bud's new fucktoy. Mitch had left Andrew's hole wanting more, and it winked at the two men, a hint of the previous top's cum bubbling out before being pulled back in. "You like taking cock after cock, huh?" RJ asked Andrew. He nodded. "Good boy." RJ ran his finger around Andrew's wet hole and growled. It pulsed and sucked at the man's touch, and Andrew writhed in pleasure at the thought of being filled again. The young man pressed his hips toward his bearish new friend. "I think he wants you inside him," Tony laughed, touching his own empty hole. "You want RJ to make you feel good?" "Yes please," Andrew whispered in response. "Can I make you feel good too?" Tony asked. "Fuck yes," Andrew said. "I just want to be filled again." RJ and Tony locked eyes, and RJ began to tease Andrew's hole with his thick cock. He didn't need to put any more lube on his meaty shaft or the boy's pucker. His friend had lubed up Andrew's hole more than enough with what seemed to be a giant creamy load. It leaked out of the pig's ass as RJ's dick slid in and slowly opened him back up. "Mmm, yeah," RJ groaned. "I'm not going to last long inside this cunt." Andrew milked RJ's cock with his hole, massaging its length as it slid in and out. RJ growled and rolled over to Andrew's left, pulling the bottom with him so that he was now on top. "Get in here with me," RJ ordered his other bottom. "I want you both to feel me breed his ass." Tony smiled, tweaking his nipples as he kneeled up on the bed. He positioned himself behind Andrew's fuckhole and admired the tight ass as it ate up his friend's meaty shaft. There was nothing hotter than looking at a cummy hole stretching itself around a hot dick to Tony, and while he preferred to bottom, his hung cock was leaking pre-cum at what he was witnessing. He ran his index finger along the tip of his dick, scooping up the cum to add to Andrew's hole. "Hold still, boy," he whispered. Tony reached behind to touch his own open hole, reaching inside to make three of his fingers nice and slick. He lubed up his cock with the lube that RJ had used on his hole, mixed in with his own ass juice and RJ's pre-cum. And then he pressed in. Andrew tensed briefly, and RJ brought his lips to his bottom's so help him relax. RJ reached over to his left to pick up a bottle of poppers and grab the pipe they had been using. "Fuck," Tony groaned. "I've barely got the tip in." "You ever taken two at once before, Andrew?" RJ asked, positioning the pipe close to the bottom's lips. "Twice," he said, breathing and trying to relax his hole some more for the incoming cock. "Were they big?" "The first time they were average, but the second time they were huge." "How huge?" Tony asked, slowly rotating the head of his cock back and forth alongside RJ's cock. "Both thick like yours," Andrew gasped, growing more accustomed to the raw fucksticks that were opening him up. "My one friend's was eight. The other was closer to 8.5 or 9 inches, and his was the thickest." RJ lit the pipe, and Andrew inhaled deeply, blowing out a big cloud. Tony pushed in some more as the boy's hole opened with the chemical assistance. "I'm going to shoot," RJ groaned suddenly. Tony's huge cock inching in had sent him over the edge. Andrew felt RJ push in deep for one last thrust, and the hairy top's throbbing cock pushed on Tony's with each shot of hot cum that it let loose. Andrew picked up the poppers that RJ had brought over as he shot and took four deep breaths, two on each side. He tightened the lid and set the unlabelled bottle down next to them, collapsing on top of RJ's sweaty, hairy chest so that Tony would have better access. Tony took the hint and continued to slide the rest of his pole deep inside of Andrew. The young bottom was flying, and the second load of cum in his hole made it all the easier to finish pushing in. "God damn, kid," Tony hissed. "Glad I'm making an exception and trying you out. They were right... You feel amazing." "So do you, sir," he replied, glancing up at RJ who had his eyes closed and breathed heavy. Andrew wondered how big of a load he had shot –– or if he was still cumming. Tony slowly picked up pace, and without warning, he let loose a deep moan and came inside Andrew. It was an abrupt ending, but they had clearly been at it for a while. Tony slipped out and pulled RJ's cock out with his. Andrew hastily reached around to scoop up any jizz that tried to escape. The boy rolled over onto his back on the king size bed and settled in to the left of a fading RJ, Tony to RJ's right. The two tops rolled toward each other and passed out on the right side of the bed. Andrew stroked his gaping cumhole. Fuck. Three loads in rapid succession, and he was still high as a kite and wanting more.

i have 2 fuck buds who are obese and ugly. i love being submissive to their needs and letting them get out all their frustrations on me - total reversal of what they experience in their daily lives. each session ends with cum in my ass, which is all i care about. Each has said he is going to pass my number around and set up group sessions for fat ugly trolls to use my ass. i can't wait!

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

when I used to live in the book stores, I can't tell you how many unattractive guys I got. they would walk in the booth and the picky queens would turn their noses up at them. I'd go in the booth next to them and see a 9 incher and before I knew it, I was bent up against the hole getting filled full of cum. always loved seeing the disgusted looks on those bitches faces when I came out. they were like "how could you, he was so ugly" but with cum oozing down my leg, I was in pig heaven

Over the summer I took care of a kid who had surgery on his leg. Recent high school grad headed to college in the fall. He came out of the operating room very anxious and crying. He had a knee immobilizer on it which is a big brace that run the length of the leg and is secured with Velcro straps. As I was assessing him I saw that the OR staff had gotten his balls trapped in the top of the immobilizer. No wonder he was hurting. I freed them and rolled them around to make sure they were OK. He immediately calmed down and relaxed and told me no one had ever touched him there before. He would fall asleep then wake up for a minute or two then would go back out as the anesthesia meds worked there way out of his system. As I kept playing with his balls his cock grew rock hard and stayed that way. I ran my fingers over it and gave it a few pulls. Kid had a nice cock. Long and plump with a nice flared head. I kept playing with him and watched him as he would wake up then fall back to sleep. His hips were pushing up to meet my hand as I stroked him and I leaned over and licked a bit of precum off the head of his cock. The more I licked and sucked the more still he got. I watched him as I gave a few deep swallows and he blasted his load in my mouth. I milked every drop out of him then let him rest. When he was more awake and getting ready to be discharged I helped him to the bathroom where he had to hold on to me because of his leg. I untied his hospital gown and soon had him naked. I reached down and took his cock and aimed it for him. He got hard again just like that. He was so apologetic saying he was sorry and that no one had ever touched him there---if he only remembered what I did earlier he would know that was no longer true. I looked down at his hard cock in my hand and told him he had a great cock. I asked where he hid it when it got hard since it was so big. As I was talking I was slowly jacking him and those hips started moving again. I asked him if he liked that and if it felt good and he just softly moaned and watched his cock fucking my hand. It was like he was hypnotized and could not look away. I said just wait until you get a blowjob and can fuck this big cock in their mouth and he told me he wanted that so bad but didn’t think it was ever going to happen. He asked what a blowjob felt like was it really that good? I moved him so he was leaning against the sink and said let me show you and sank to my knees as I sucked his cock for the second time in a few hours. One hand grabbed the back of my head and he blasted another load in me. I licked his cock clean again and watched him as he just stared at me. I stood up, leaned in, and asked how was it? He surprised me by kissing me. He told me that was amazing. I told him now he didn’t have to worry that it would never happen.

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

Recently it seemed every patient has having a hernia repair. The men come out in scrotal support which is just a flimsy jock strap. As the latest guy woke up from the anesthesia he wanted to see the dressing so I pulled up his gown and showed him making sure to run my hands around his abdomen and around his crotch asking if it was tender or hurt. Later he asked if I could remove the support because it was near his dressing and was bothering him. After removing it he laid back spread his legs and relaxed. I stepped away to get him something to drink and when I returned he had kicked off the covers his hands were under his gown slowly moving. I teased him saying it looks like he has his hands full and he just grinned and continued jacking. Anesthesia and pain medication make people relax and do all kinds of things. As I leaned over to check his dressing his free hand brushed over my cock. He did it a few times and then we he saw I was not going to stop him he took a firmer hold of my cock in my scrub pants. I reached down unzipped and pulled my cock out. We were jacking each other and he slid down a bit and leaned over sliding my cock into his mouth. After a few minutes he looked up at me and whispered, “my boyfriend would love to get his hands on that”. I bent over and licked the head of his cock and sucked him. He relaxed his legs and my fingers searched out his hole. I slowly wet a finger and pushed it inside him. I found his prostate and worked it as I sucked him and it was not long before he shot a nice load in my mouth. Later as he was getting ready for discharge his bf was helping him get dressed in the bathroom. I knocked and asked if they needed any help and when I stuck my head in the patient was sucking his boyfriends cock. I smiled and they motioned me in. I stood behind the bf and rubbed his ass while he reach back to massage my cock in my scrub pants. The patient looked at me and said fuck him. I got on my knees and rimmed his ass then stood up and sunk my cock into his bf’s hole. Knowing we did not have much time it was nothing but a quick hard pump and dump. I fucked my load into him and when I was finished he pulled off, turned around, and sucked my cock clean. I bent to kiss the patient who had a load of his bf’s cum in his mouth that he shared with me. The whole thing did not take long but fuck was it hot. I have gotten together with them a few more times for longer sessions but none comes close to fucking at work.

Let's see: I'd be at a bathhouse watching guys bareback fuck. I'd watch them in the steam room, then another couple on a fuck bench...while I'd be watching I'd notice an older, hot man watching me and stroking his boner. It would be about 8.5 inches, tapered head and shaft that got thicker at the base. And it would have a slight upward curve. He'd have an average body with some hair, and be about six feet in height. Each time I'd see him, he'd be watching me and not the guys fucking. When I noticed this I'd get nervous and quit stroking my dick under my towel. I'd look-up again and he'd be gone. I'd start stroking myself again and watch the Top inject the bottom with his sperm. The whole time I wouldn't touch or be with anyone else. Just watch from a distance and stroke my dripping dick. This third time I walked down a hallway to the end and came-up to the sling room. I stopped at the corner of the wall going from the hall into the room. It was dark there and no one could see me - it was perfect. There is this young stud in the sling, legs up the chain and strapped in place. He was rubbing his dick while the top was on his knees licking and tongue fucking that hot bottom. The top was stroking his cock with warm oil. I could see clearly the oil bottle so I knew they weren't going to be using a rubber. The site of this and the idea of some bare fucking got me really turned on. I started stroking my leaking boner under my towel. Soon there after the top stood-up and started rubbing his bare, oiled dick head over the moaning bottom's wet hole. "Can I just slip the head in a bit? I want to feel how good your hole is." "Okay." The bottom answered. With that the top pushed his head in and danced it around in that bottom's hot hole. Without another word, his whole dick slid into the bottom all the way to his balls. "OH FUCK YEAH! That feels good," the bottom mutters. "I knew you'd like it," the top replies, adding "I'm going to fuck you good, then give you my hot load in your cunt. You want that do you, boy?" "Yes Sir," the boy answered. Oh my God! My dick is so hard and it's dripping a full stream of pre-cum down my shaft. I soooo wish I was that bottom boy. And, before I could complete that thought, I hear it whispered in my ear. You think I would have jumped from being startled...but the voice was so sexy...and right, I just stood there, totally turned-on and excited. Without notice, I feel a tongue licking the back of my ear and down my neck. I stopped breathing. "I know you're standing here wishing you were in that sling. Here! Feel this." His hand grabbed my right wrist and pulled it back. I feel it contact a firm, solid cock. My hand wraps around it and I know in a moment it's the man that's been watching me. FUCK! I start to shake and panic. "SHHHH...just be calm, I know what you want, and I want to give it to you." He's now pulling me tightly into him. I'm pressed against his warm, bare chest. I feel his fur. My hand is still wrapped around that amazing cock. He whispers to me to slowly stroke it. I'm thinking to myself, "I'm not suppose to be with anyone here. I shouldn't be doing this." But I can't stop. His dick feels so damn good. Plus it is my favorite type and shape. I then feel his left arm wrap around me. "I want to make you feel better than you ever have. I want to really fuck you like you've never been fucked. Will you let me do that?" "I shouldn't," I tell him. "I'm suppose to just stay alone, not be with anyone." I say. "Who says?" he replies. "No one...I mean, me. I know it's best if I don't get involved with anyone." "Well, too late now. You've got me too hot and hard, I can't just walk-away. Besides, you know what you want, and I know what you want. Now tell me boy, what is it you REALLY want?" "I can't say," I mumble. "Yes you can, and will say. But first, let me give you a bit of something to make it easier." With that he drops my towel to the floor. "Bend over a bit. I have something you'll enjoy. I just want to feel your hole with my finger." I'm reluctant, so he pushes me a bit. I bend over upon which he instructs "Now, spread your cheeks for me." For some reason, I obey. I feel an oily finger push into my hole. He pushes it rather fast and deep. I pull away a bit because it stings a little. I think it's because my ring is so tight. He rubs his finger around a bit and it burns a bit. As I pull away his finger slips out as he comments "You have a hot, tight little pussy there boy. When were you last fucked?" "I don't remember, it's been a while." "Well, I think you're really going to like this fuck. Have you got a room?" It just so happens that I do. I always get one so I can go and jerk-off in private after I've seen all I can take. Without waiting for an answer, he pushes me down the hall urging "Let's go." I lead him to the room where, once inside, my ass starts taking over. All of a sudden all I want is to be fucked...actually fucked, not just pretend. The hot guy looks me in the eyes asking "Starting to feel really horny aren't you? You ready for some real cock?" I can't answer but I was thinking to myself 'Fuck YES! I want HIS cock, but I'm not suppose to'. "Come-on boy. Get one your knees, on the bed and show me that pussy. That hot, tight pussy. I want to fuck you." Without thinking I get on my knees - I so want to be fucked. I want this man's dick so bad I can't think of anything else. He puts some oil over his head and shaft and starts rubbing that amazing head over my hole. FUCK! I want him in there, and as if reading my mind he casually remarks "I'm going to push my dick head in you." "You got a rubber on?" I ask. "What to you think?" he asks. With that his head is in my hole. "FUCK MAN! You gotta put on a rubber!" "That's not what you want now is it?" He's fucking right. I want his bare cock. I want him to fuck me like men are suppose to fuck. I want his seed, I gotta have his cum in me. He hands me the little brown bottle ordering "Take a good sniff." I do and I'm soon flying high. Without thinking anymore, my ass takes over. I push back and am met by his forward thrust. We both heave and simultaneously exclaim "Fuck yeah!" as his shaft goes deep into my hole. It hits some resistance. "You feel that boy? You feel what's stopping me?" "Yeah, kinda. What is it?" "It's your second ring. Ever been fucked past your second ring?" "Don't think so, sir. Didn't even know I had one." "Oh, you do. But I guess your a virgin there. Guess I get to take that cherry. It's even more tight than your first one. Hit some poppers and let me know when they kick in." I take a BIG hit on each side, hold it as long as I can - then let it out and start flying. "Oh fuck, here I go, I'm zooming man." Before I know it, he shoves. His dick head is the perfect shape and he pops past my second ring without pain. Involuntarily I exclaim "OH MAN! That's fuckin' awesome. I love the feeling." "Yeah, it's pretty damn good at my end too." "You're so fucking hot and tight I don't don't know how much longer I can hold-off." "Don't man. I so fucking stoned and horny...I need your load in me. Shoot it man, inject me with that juice you know I need." I can't fucking help myself anymore. I'm bareback fucking and I need this man's sperm. "Oh you fucking hot bitch! I'm going to fucking seed you deep. I'm going to give you a load where no man has ever left one before." "Fuck yeah man, seed my cunt deep. Own it, make it yours. You've known all along what I wanted - what I needed." With that he dives deep; holds it; and I can feel his dick surge and pump. He's fucking shooting his hot seed in me. I'm in fucking heaven! I'm feeling every moment. He's jabbing my cunt and spitting his seed as he grunts "OH FUCK YOU, you hot bitch. I knew you'd be a hot fuck." He's now slowly pumping my ass as I stroke my dick, within seconds announcing "Oh fuck man, keep pumping me. I'm gonna cum. Oh fuck yeah, here it cums, Daddy! Fuck the cum out of your boy! Fuck your cum deeper in me." With this my dick blasts my pent-up load all over the bed and shortly we fall to the mattress, Daddy resting on my back. "Fucking amazing, boy. But then I knew your pussy would drain my balls." "I never thought I'd do something like that. I'm glad I did. You were the best fuck I ever had. Thanks!" Will something like this ever happen. NO - not really. But, the thought gets me off often.

Fuckin OINK kinkydawg. Want to have a breeding topman whore out your hole for ganged fucks followed by a load of my own seed?? Felching the slop from your hole is a requirement which I'll gladly share with you and any other pigs hanging around.