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1999 I was excited, conflicted and scared to death about buying my first house. My dad always told me that a house was a good investment, but I was having doubts. I depleted my bank accounts, spent hours on the phone and signed my name to countless documents. Apartment living had been so easy -- write a rent check once a month and you're done. It was a small, cute house in very good shape, and I only knew about it from a guy I only sorta knew from work. Tony. He lived next door to the property and knew the owner was an old guy about ready to go into assisted living. He came by my office one morning and told me I should jump on it soon. I did. Once everything was finalized, I realized this would mean living next to Tony. He was okay, I guess. My age, not bad looking, friendly -- but talked all the time. He never shut up. I had lunch with him once and managed to finish my food before he'd even taken a bite. I guess I could handle that after living in apartment building where I had to listen to my neighbors' music and smell their cooking. Only after moving in did I realize I didn't really have much furniture. I moved things all around that day, trying to make the place look like it had not just been robbed. I'd need lots of stuff eventually. I had just finished reassembling my entertainment center when the doorbell ring. My first ring in my new home. Of course it was Tony. I opened the door and saw him standing there with a bottle of gin. "Welcome Wagon! I brought you a house-warming present." "Hi, Tony. Come on in." "You look exhausted, man. Take a break." "I don't even have the TV or stereo hooked up yet. And I don't have anything to mix gin with. Maybe we can do this another time." "Nah. We'll just go sit out on the front porch and sip straight from the bottle. This is the good shit. Bombay." One of the things the original owner left behind was an iron bench that set out on concrete porch. We settled there and watched the quiet street and passed the bottle. My mind was racing with all the things I had to get done in the next three days of vacation I'd taken from work. The thoughts got less immediate with each sip. "Cable's coming tomorrow. I need to be up early or else who knows when I'll have TV or the internet." "I'm not going to keep you up too late, Ray. I don't have vacation tomorrow...unless you want me to." What the fuck did he mean by that? I'd always wondered if Tony was gay, but never bothered finding out. He was always just a pest in my mind. After the sun went down and the bottle emptied, I finally just asked him if he was gay. "Yeah. Are you?" "Probably. I'm not sure." "Not sure??? You're what? 26? Pick a side, dude." Quiet. It was early summer and the crickets were singing up a storm in my new yard. He hugged me goodnight and went back to his place. The summer grew hotter and I was finally settled in. I was adjusting pretty well and loving the quiet nights. There was a big stray cat that I fed each morning, and of course Tony was a frequent visitor as well. We arranged another 'drink on the porch night' and I sat listening to him blather on and on about nothing. "So -- you got your internet hooked up, right?" "Oh yeah, Why?" "Just wondered. What kind of stuff do you look at on the computer?" Nosy motherfucker. "Just stuff." "I look at a lot of porn and kinky stuff." I could have guessed as much. "Did you know there's a whole website catering to guys who want to have unsafe sex with other guys. Some of them WANT to get infected with AIDS and some who want to spread it?" "God. Really?" "Yeah. Check it out sometime. When we finally trade email addresses, I'll send you the link for the website. You are going to give me your email, right?" "Sure. Let me go get some paper and a pen." Under the glow of the yellow bug light, we tore the paper in half and exchanged e-mail addresses. Somewhere around the end of July I started noticing Tony's habits. He always just wore gray shorts, no shirt and was barefoot when he went to take out the trash or work in his yard. He even mowed the lawn barefoot...can you believe that? I expected he'd be toe-less by the end of the summer. Why in the world was I so intent on watching him? He wasn't exactly my type. But I loved looking at his almost naked body. One day I was straightening up my 'office' and found the slip of paper on which Tony had written the website of which he had spoken, so I took a minute to check it out. Everything was scary. I read some of the testimonials about sharing blood and semen unprotected. I was half-disgusted, and also fascinated. I kept reading, looking at pictures and watching videos. Is this what what my neighbor was into? I spent hours on that website. It started entering my dreams. The next time Tony came over to watch the baseball game, I told him I'd finally checked out his recommendation. "Well? Hot, isn't it?" I admitted it was. "Do you fantasize about getting AIDS from a man? Or wait -- do you wish you had AIDS to give somebody like I wish I did?" My instinct was to say nothing but I admitted that I fantasized about 'getting pozzed'. "Cool! This is so perfect, Ray. We can pretend. You know, do some role-play." "Hell no." "Come on. This'll be good for both of us and we'll have the fun while still being safe." With that he dropped his shorts and stood in my living room completely naked from the top of his head down to his dirty toes. "N-NO. We can't. Your my neighbor and...just no." He was, however, hardly so easily dissuaded, which was why he was already jerking his impressive penis as he urged "Come on, Ray, suck my poz cock, buddy." What the hell. I knelt down and took it my mouth. Something had been broken inside of me because I wanted this moment so bad. I couldn't even take half of it, but I kept trying to get more. It was hard to breathe as it entered my throat. He was trembling and thrusting and finally came in my mouth. It was so surprising that I loved it. "Yeah...drink up that poz seed. You're going to lick my ass next." After I swallowed, he turned around and parted his cheeks. I darted forward and kissed his anus. I licked around and around and was on auto-pilot. "Good boy. I'll do this to you tomorrow when I fuck your virgin ass at last. Keep lapping it up." And then it was over. I hadn't even realized that I'd cum at some point. My underwear was full of sticky cum. He left. I tried nor to think of it too seriously. After all, what we did was only 'play'. The next evening, I got home just in time for the sky to open, unleashing a deluge of rain. There was some thunder and harsh winds, but no lightning. I got changed and went and sat on my bench, waiting for Tony. He pulled his little red car in my driveway. He ran up to me, took off his clothes and said,"It's a great storm! Let's go play!" He apparently wanted to go run around in the heavy rain, so against my inclination I found myself peeling off all my clothes except for my jockey briefs and off we went, running though the downpour. I guess it was an impromptu game of tag or something like that. We got to the front of a foreclosed home's lawn when he finally tackled me from behind. I went down into the grass and he started mounting me while I was flat on my stomach. "STOP TONY!!! It hurts too much." "I'm getting you all bloody so my death seed will get in you faster." It was just play. So I relaxed as best as I could. I thought it would go on and on, but he finished up. He dumped his fictional infected sperm right up my ass. We were done for the night, but didn't stop playing the game. For weeks we fucked. My bed, his bed, the backyard. Yeah, I knew it was weird, but I could not get enough of him...shooting his seed into my ass. At one point, after several months of play sessions with Tony, we had to take a break as I came down with a nasty case of the flu. Real bad. Or maybe it was food poisoning. Whatever it was, it was definitely to be remembered. Tony kept coming over to check on me while I lay in bed. He would feel my forehead and bring 7-up. "The game is over, Ray." "You're telling me? I don't feel like playing for a long time." "No. The game was over before you ever joined. I've had HIV for three years. I tricked you and I'm really sorry, seeing you like this. I never got the fuck flu." I couldn't believe it. I'd been having unsafe sex with an HIV+ man for months and thinking it was harmless. "I'll never be able to make it up to you, but I need you to know I did it for both of us. I love you." I recovered just fine. He was fine. We were fine. We became a pair. Sometimes we even played like I was still negative.

I really had no idea what I was getting myself into. It had been a long, frustrating day at work. It was a Friday, and I was stuck in the office late, again, trying to finish a project that should have been done in half the time, but kept getting more and more complicated as I tried to finish it. I finally left the office around ten o'clock at night. I hailed a cab to take me home to Brooklyn, and settled in to the seat. Traffic was awful, so I pulled out my iPhone and started to browse through Grindr while the cab inched through the gridlock. After the week I had at the office, I needed to get off! It wasn't long before I was chatting with a couple of different guys. The one that seemed to suit my mood the best that night had a profile picture of himself, shirtless and flexing in the mirror in a gym. He was Latino, and at forty he was more than fifteen years older than I was but you wouldn't have been able to guess that from his ripped, muscular body. I also liked the visible bulge in the crotch of his workout shorts. You couldn’t really see his face in the picture, but he looked decent enough and his body was insane! He said that he was really into fucking younger, slim white guys like me, and that I should come right over because he was going to ‘rock my world’. We exchanged more pictures, and I could feel my cock hardening in my briefs and my asshole twitching. His cock was thick, veiny and uncut, and as huge as it had looked through his shorts, and his body looked sexier in every picture. I was horny, and he had me hooked. I tapped on the partition and told the cab driver that I had changed my mind, and had a new destination. As soon as we were clear of the traffic trying to get on the bridge, I was at this guy's apartment in less than ten minutes. I had slight butterflies in my stomach as I paid the taxi and climbed out. He buzzed me in as soon as I rang the bell, and I climbed the dingy, narrow stairs up to his apartment. He was waiting for me in the doorway, looking even better than his pictures. His body was solid muscle, and his tattooed arms stretched the sleeves of his white teeshirt to the limit. He had a shaved head and a few days worth of stubble on his jaw. He smiled warmly and led me into the dim apartment. In the living room he had some porn playing silently on his tv. He sat me down on the couch and offered me a drink while I got comfortable and relaxed. I said sure, and he disappeared into the kitchen to prepare one for me. I kicked off my shoes and loosened my tie. He placed the drink on the table in front of me and sat down right next to me with his. We clinked glasses and I tried to calm my nerves with a big swallow of my drink. He ran his big, strong hands across my chest, pulling my tie out of the collar of my shirt and tossing it to the floor. I could feel my whole body relaxing as he massaged my shoulders and chest, gradually unbuttoning my shirt until it was open to the waist. His touch was making me so horny I could barely stand it! I took another gulp of my drink, and before I knew it I had drained the glass. I relaxed more and more as his hands explored my body. Before I knew what was happening, he was slipping my shirt down off my shoulders and helping me out of it. The room was spinning around me as he rubbed his hands all over me, unbuckling my belt and opening my pants. He helped me stand up so that he could pull my pants down. When I tried to step out of them I stumbled and he had to catch my arm to keep me from falling over. I couldn't focus on anything, and I could barely nod when I heard him saying 'we had better get you to bed'. I had never felt this out of it before! He half guided, half carried me down the hall into the dark bedroom and lay me down on the bed. As I lay there with the room spinning around me, I felt him lift my arms above my head and wrap something around my wrists. I was totally spaced out, lying there on the bed. I felt like I couldn't move, even if I had wanted to. After I don’t know how long, I felt him climb on top of me. He had stripped off his jeans and teeshirt, and was straddling my chest naked. His bulky body forced my shoulders down into the mattress. He slapped his hard cock across my face, pulling my mouth open and pushing the leaking head of his uncut monster cock towards the back of my throat. The awkward angle made me gag almost immediately but he still grabbed the back of my head and pushed his cock deeper down my throat. When I panicked and tried to push him away, I realized that my arms were bound above my head. It felt like they were tied to the headboard. I was freaking out in my head, but I couldn't move my body enough to try to throw him off of me. After I had gagged and choked on his dick for a while he climbed off of me and I could feel him spreading my legs. His fingers forced their way into my tight asshole. I groaned and tried to move away but I was too weak and my body refused to obey. He kept pushing them into me, stretching my hole. I felt him push something up into me, and it was like he squirted something inside of me to lube up my hole. Before long I started to feel a hot sensation spreading through my entire body, like it was flowing in waves from my ass. I groaned again. He laughed as he lifted my legs up and held them to my chest with one of his strong hands wrapped around my ankles. I tried to pull away again but it was no use, I felt like I had no control over any part of my body. I could feel the tip of his bare cock pressing insistently against my hole. He had me pinned to the bed, and his strong hips slowly forced it into me. I tried to scream as his raw cock ripped through my tight asshole, but all I could do was whimper. I could feel his low hanging balls slap against my ass as he bottomed out and started to fuck me. I must have backed out, because the next thing I remember I was lying on my stomach. I could still feel a huge cock in my ass but as my consciousness returned I realized that I was moaning in pleasure and grinding my hips, slamming my ass back against each thrust like I was in heat. It was like I was possessed! My mind was still foggy, but my dick had taken over control! I could hear myself begging for more cock, and to be fucked harder! My hands had been untied, and I was jerking on my leaking cock as he pounded my ass. I kept slipping in and out of awareness, but no matter how many times I woke up, I was always aware of the big cock in my asshole, sending waves of pleasure through my whole being. The lights of the room seemed to have gotten brighter, and they hurt my eyes and made it hard to focus. It was like I was hearing voices, but I was too disoriented to make out what they were saying. I have no idea how long all this went on. I have a vague memory of being helped to a cab and giving the driver my address, and then being helped up the stairs to my own apartment. When I finally woke up, I felt like I was in the midst of the worst hangover of my life. My head was pounding, my mouth was bone dry, and as soon as I rolled over on my bed I could feel a dull aching in my ass. I stumbled into the kitchen to gulp down a glass of water and try to clear my head. I walked back into the bedroom and noticed my laptop open on the side of my bed. I sure didn't remember leaving it there... When I tapped the trackpad, it woke up and displayed an XTube video page. I was about to close the browser window when I froze. The thumbnail preview image looked like me! The videos title was "SLUTTY TWINK GETS BRED AND GETS HIS HOLE WRECKED BY FOUR HUNG THUGS". Wait, what? I clicked play and watched, dumbfounded. It was me alright. My eyes were open wide but totally unfocused as I lay there on my stomach with a huge, muscular man climbing on top of me and shoving his huge, veiny, bare cock deep into my ass. The camera panned around as he groaned and you could hear the camera man laughing nastily and saying 'Breed that twink cunt, bro! Knock the fucker up!' I could hear my own voice groaning -- and begging! I was begging for more cock! I was panting and screaming and saying 'Harder! Fuck me harder! Please!' I was in shock. I sank down onto the bed, sitting in front of my laptop with my mouth hanging open. What the fuck had I done last night? What had happened to me? The video kept on playing, showing a close-up of the thick cock as it pounded my ass. My asshole looked like it was stretched to the limit around the thick shaft. I could hear the man fucking me groaning and he started to slam my ass even harder. The camera zoomed in even more as he pulled his cock out of my ass and what looked like a gallon of thick, creamy sperm poured out of my gaping pink hole. What I saw next made me jump up off the bed and run over to the mirror on my bedroom door. The man's hand had grabbed a marker from the mattress and drawn a line on my ass. A line just a few inches long, next to two other lines just like it. When I pulled down my pants and looked at my butt in the mirror, I felt sick. Six. Four lines, plus another drawn diagonally through them, plus one more. There was also something scrawled on my back but I couldn't exactly read it in the mirror with my head in that dazed condition. I walked slowly over to the laptop on the bed, where the video was still playing. Now I saw myself getting fucked doggy style by a big black guy whose face was blurred out by a block of pixels, and whose body looked twice the size of mine. He smacked my ass hard as he fucked me, and the look on my face was one of pure animal pleasure. The camera zoomed in on his cock in my ass, and I could read the words 'CUM DUMP' printed across my lower back in thick black marker. I grabbed my phone and tried to look up where I had ended up last night, but when I opened up Grindr I saw that the entire history, all of my chats had disappeared -- been cleared out. The groaning, grunting noises coming from my laptops speakers pulled my attention back to the screen as the black guy fucking me pulled his glistening, sperm lubed cock out of my ass, and, holding my ass spread with one hand, squirted his load directly into my gaping hole, only to add the fourth line to the tally on my ass and be quickly replaced by another raw cock, shoved into my ass without any pause or warning. I could hear the cameramen ask 'You like those raw dicks up your ass boy?'. In my head I screamed NO, but in the video I heard myself moaning 'Yes sir!'. 'You like getting bred boy? You want us to knock you up?' NO! 'Uh, yes, please! I want that cum in my ass!' 'Good boy!' How had this video ended up online? The thought froze me to my core -- my face was flashing across the Internet, begging for raw cock! Who knows who could already have seen it? When I tried to look at the profile of the person who uploaded the movie, it turned out to be blank with no information. The username was just a string of random numbers. 'I think he's ready, want to give him a try?' I switched back to the window where the video was playing. I was shown from behind, being positioned on top of the muscular guy whose body I recognized from the photos he had sent me last night, but whose face was blurred out. There was another close-up shot of his cock slipping into my sloppy, cum filled asshole. As soon as I had slid down to the base of his long cock, another guy climbed onto the bed. I gasped in unison with my video self as he lined his cock up against my already occupied hole, grabbed my hips, and forced his cock all the way into me along with the other one. From the sounds I was making in the video, it was a pretty tight fit. Just seeing that part of the video made my poor asshole throb. My screaming and moaning slowly turned to cries of pure pleasure -- it was like having those two cocks ripping my asshole wide open had made me loose my mind! It sure didn't take long for the guys fucking me to loose it, either. The feeling of their cocks rubbing together, stuffed into my straining ass and lubed up with four loads of sperm didn't take long to make them cum. I could tell because they just held me in place and literally fucked their cum into me. The video cut to me lying on my back on the bed with a dazed expression on my face, with my legs being lifted and spread apart with strong, anonymous hands. Another set of hands rubbed my chest. The final set of hands were rubbing my ass. You could see how tender and pink it was as the fingers of that hand played with the swollen lips and collected some of the cum leaking out of me. When he had a good load dripping from his fingers, he brought them up to my mouth for me to lick clean. My eyes unfocused, I did it without any hesitation, cleaning every last drop off his hand with my tongue. He moved his hand back to my ass, shoving three thick fingers up into me. In the video, I groaned and grabbed my own dick, stroking it wildly. 'Do you think you can take my fist, boy?' He asked me. 'Make me take it!' My own voice slurred like I was drunk or high. He worked another finger into my ass, pushing his hand in knuckle deep and twisting it around in my stretched out hole. The hand that had been stroking my chest now brought a small brown bottle up to my nose, holding it there until I inhaled deeply. As I did, my ass must have spasmed, because that's all it took for his thumb to force its way in. I sat there frozen as I watched his big hand disappear in my ass up to the wrist. In the video, my cock was still semi hard and oozing precum. I realized that it had been the hard and leaking the whole time I had been watching the video, as well. On screen, my ass was being abused as he punched his fist into me over and over, stretching my hole to the absolute limit. I was given another round of the poppers to inhale and I just lost if. My whole body shook as I groaned and squirted a huge load of cum from my cock. I whimpered and moaned, and it seemed like I came for almost a minute straight. When I was done, the hand was pulled from my ass with a loud slurping plop, and the camera zoomed in on my gaping hole. As the screen faded to black, you could hear the cameraman's voice asking me 'Did you like that?' 'Yes...' The video ended. I didn't know what to do. My head was still foggy and spinning. All I could think of was clicking back to the beginning and watching again. So I did. And this time I pulled out my cock and started to stroke while I watched.

PART 1 I was working on a long term assignment in Louisville. Since it was long term, my employer saved money by leasing a house for me to use instead of a hotel room even the type that are suites. Several possible houses were visited before settling on a ranch style with a finished basement and 2-car detached garage. The place had a huge deck, a second smaller deck, landscaping beyond belief, and most importantly a swimming pool with the entire back yard surrounded by a privacy fence. Not a bad set up. Well, things went fairly well but decidedly different than what I was used to in Chicago. Decidedly is such an understatement. I backwashed the pool after brushing the floor and sides and letting the filter system overnight clean the water. I went back in the house going to retrieve from the kitchen an apple to eat. As I passed the top of the steps to the basement, I realized that something was amiss. I went downstairs and found that from the floor drain sewer water was backing into the combination laundry and furnace room. This had to be water from the backwash I had just done. So, early the next morning (Thursday) I placed a call to the landlord receiving the name of the plumbing company to call. I did so and arranged for first call the next day (Friday) which surprisingly was available on such short notice. Next, I notified my supervisor that I would be late arriving to work because of the plumbing issue. Since I was going to be late arriving to work the next day, I decided to see about having some fun. I went home and did a thorough flush of my own system before heading out. There is an ABS across the river in Indiana. I got there about 9:00 and did a slow walk through. From what I counted, about a dozen men occupying the peep show area. I knew right off that there were definitely three I had an interest in and hoped to capitalize on that if I were lucky enough. I made my way back through the hallways and cruised the first of the three I had liked. He got the hint and at least was receptive to my cruising. We walked on to the third cross hallway with each of us taking a booth that shared a glory hole. I deposited a few tokens and slipped my shorts and t-shirt off laying them on the stool. I removed the bottle of lube from my shorts and applied a light coating. Kneeling down, I looked through the glory hole and saw this man had also stripped. Nice body on him and nice cut cock as well. He was white, about 6 feet tall, short-cropped light hair, furry chest, arms, and legs, dark eyes, and clean shaven. He stood there stroking his cock which by now had bloomed to a nice looking 7 inches or so. He moved toward the glory hole and slowly pushed his cock through to my waiting mouth where I swallowed it whole. His cock was bathed in my mouth for several minutes as we both settled into a routine of mutual satisfaction. I slid on and off his cock giving it the best possible with such a partition between us. I felt his cock being pulled out of my mouth and back through the hole. He bent down to the hole and said, "Do you get fucked?" "Yes, but no condoms and the load goes in my ass," I replied. He grinned and stood up lining up the point of his cock at the glory hole. I quickly stood, turned around, and pulling my ass cheeks as far apart as possible, backed up to the hole bending over for access. I braced myself on the opposite wall as I immediately felt his cock head pushing on my hole. More pressure was applied eventually resulting in his cock tip spreading open my sphincter allowing the entire head of his cock to enter my ass. He stopped momentarily but began pushing forward once more slowly until his cock was buried as far in my ass as the wall allowed. I felt him flex his cock a few times and then began his delivery dance. Fucking and being fucked in a peep show booth is testy at best. This man was in no hurry and neither was I. We both were going to get what we needed. He withdrew his cock until only the head was still inside me then pushed back inwards. Repeating this several times stirred my insides to action which was to coat his cock with a thin coating of fuck juices he was creating. More in and out of my ass which was feeling great about this time. It had been months since I had been fucked. I was spoiled in Chicago getting fucked at least once a day and sometimes more. My fucker's rhythm continued in and out until his ball band upped the tempo of the music to which he was dancing. He picked up on the speed and began his in and out faster. He continued his fucking with ever increasing his speed in a slow imperceptible mode until it became obvious that his once gentle in and out was now at full throttle driving home to completion. I adjusted and braced myself for the now last throes of fucking that I was getting. My fucker was now pounding into my ass and slamming his pelvis into the plywood wall making a hard impact "THUD" sound which anyone who has been in such a business knows what such a sound means. Then, the telltale verbal coming from the next booth began. It was an almost imperceptible open-mouthed panting followed by a grimaced grunt as the last "THUD" was heard in the place. He shoved his now fully inflated and hardened 7-inch swollen cock into my ass as far as he could holding it there as salvo after salvo after salvo of his gooey sticky white DNA fled his balls flowing through his cock splattering on the inside of my gut. Each flood of his baby making juices coated my insides smearing themselves all over my intestine and forced further inside me as well as spread back along the head of his cock. I could feel his deposit slowing but was not ready to end this and neither was he. We stayed coupled in this way with me now sweating as I was sure he was until there were no more signs from his cock that there was anything left. To be sure, I gently squeezed on his cock as he slowly pulled it from my ass hesitating only when the head of his cock reached my hole. He slowly pulled it backwards and once released I quickly pulled off the wall and knelt at the hole shoving my open mouth to the hole where I was rewarded with the goo-covered cock being pushed into my mouth. I bathed it solemnly pulling off it when I believed there was nothing remaining to clean. "Thanks, man. Damn good ass," I heard. "Any time. Here's my card. Give me a call if you want to repeat this in comfort." I replied. I pulled one of my personal cards from my shorts pocket and passed it to him through the hole. We both dressed and left our booths at the same time. He departed, and I went hunting for one of the other two men I hoped would fuck me. I found one and did my cruising but found no interest. Each to his own. The third man I went hunting for several minutes but never found a trace of him. I presumed that he departed while I was being fucked. So, I continued my wandering the halls. Nothing struck my fancy or taste and had decided to leave and began walking toward the exit. As I neared the exit door to the main display room for this ABS, around the corner came this man that immediately caught my attention. He was as black as charcoal, stood about six feet four or so, over 200 pounds, Van Dyke, and shaved head. He had on--barely--a cut off t-shirt, jogging shorts, and flip-flops. He "clacked" along the hall, and I heard him before he had rounded the corner and continued on after he had stopped short before running over me. We stood facing each other momentarily looking directly into the eyes of the other. I knew I was not leaving until I at least had made an effort at hooking up with this giant. As I said, he did walk around me and continued down the hall. I turned around and began following. After about 15 steps or so, he glanced backwards but continued on with me at a respectable distance but definitely following. He went to the last cross hall and began walking down it. This particular row of booths have no glory holes. I hoped he would go back up the far side hall and into a booth that did have a glory hole, but he didn't. He stopped at a booth, pulled open the door, glanced back at me, nodded, and entered the booth. I finished the distance between me and the door that he had entered. I discreetly looked in the cracked door as he turned looking at me. He waved me in and enter I did closing and locking the door behind me. It was close but who cared. He shoved what must have been all of his tokens in the machine, flipped through the channels until he found a movie of a black male top and a white male bottom. He left no room for doubt what was going to happen here . . . and I was not going to disagree or object. For such a large man, he quite adeptly pulled his t-shirt up over his head, then, holding onto the shirt, inserted his thumbs into his jogging shorts pushed them and a jock strap down to the floor. He had stepped out of his flip-flops kicking them into a corner, stepped out of his shorts and jock, and stood upright once more. What I saw hanging in front of him was amazing. He had shaved all his pubic hair off and from what I could see all the pubic hair off his now drooping ball sac which hung pendulously with two large orbs. In front of that drooping ball sac hung an equally black fat uncut cock with a vein running almost the entire length on top that was almost as large as a #2 pencil. It had to be at least 9 inches if not more in length. I raised my eyes to meet his as I kicked off my sandals as I began pulling my t-shirt over my head. I also removed my shorts as he had done. When I stood upright, I could see a slight smile on his face. I reached out taking his clothes and put all of them on the stool. He stepped forward taking my ears into his hands. He moved his hands over my body touching first one part and then another. He physically felt and inspected me in detail including turning me around and inspecting my backside. Once satisfied, he turned me around to face him once more. Not a word had passed between us. "Didn't think there would be anyone here and almost didn't come," he said quietly in a voice that resonated from deep within him. His voice ever so matched his massive body. "Glad you came, too. Been here long?" "Awhile. Going to work late tomorrow and thought I'd try this place again after a long time and no luck," I replied. "Any luck tonight?" he asked. "Hooked up with one guy earlier and was leaving when you came in. So far my luck is holding out for a second guy," I replied challenging him. "Ahhh. And, what luck did you have with him?" he asked. "Luck enough to suck his cock and get it shoved in my ass for a good hard fucking and load of his cum," I answered honestly. I'm always too honest. He stepped closer now wrapping his arms around me pinning mine to my side. He slid his arms down until his hands reached my ass where he grabbed each cheek in one hand and squeezed. I raised my arms at this time and put them around his neck making the last distance between us disappear. He kneaded my cheeks for awhile as we stood together. Then, he began a backwards step. I left my hands on his shoulders as he brought his hands to the front of me. He placed his left hand on my right hip and took his right hand as he bent downward slightly and put it between my thighs. I moved my feet further apart and squatted slightly as well. We continued to look at each other. His right hand moved slowly between my upper thighs until I could feel his fingers touching my ass. I bent my knees slightly keeping my lowered position. I felt his fingers exploring my ass as if they were insect antennae. Once his touch located the desired spot for which he was hunting, he took his thick calloused middle finger and began inserting it where he blindly thought was my hole. He continued a somewhat gentle pressure until at last the tip of his manly finger caused the collapse of the rim encircling my hole. Once the rim collapsed, it followed that he sensed the exact location and homed in on the vulnerable spot inserting fully without fanfare and by this time very little lube the entire length of his worn middle finger attached to his great working hand. The rough entry dilated my ass melting it into submission and made known to this great hulk of a man by the gently quiet moan of ecstasy and lustful desire I emitted as I settled downward onto his middle finger as it invaded my ass. His head turned slightly upwards to look at my face as I turned my own head to face him. A slight smile crept onto his lips as my eyes begged for more. He began moving his finger around and around inside me poking and prodding and probing in search of the known contents of my previous invader. He felt the now liquid form of the once sticky glue-like deposit that had been made which had by now melted into a thin liquid coating my gut and now his finger. More and more he played inside my ass as I almost swooned at his touch. He was a man with a great purpose and knew precisely what I had done before we met and knew precisely what he was doing now to me for his gratification. A very light sweat began forming on me. I held onto his neck for stabilization and used my firmly planted feet in support of my not losing my balance. Too soon and yet with regret I felt his meaty finger being withdrawn. He quickly brought his hand between us as he stood fully upright with my rising to match him. He raised his finger between us looking at it and then back to my eyes. He turned his hand so that his wet finger pointed at me; I opened my mouth and accepted it nursing on it savoring the taste of the man who had fucked me earlier. I gave homage to that act of wanton sexual perverse copulation glorying in what had taken place hoping to provoke a repeat with this man. "I'm not going to ask because it is obvious. But, you need to be bred again. You need my strain in there to mix and mutate. You need it, and you're going to get it. But, I need to be sure of course that you're really primed for it." he said quietly in his deep bass voice. I only stared in utter submission and acceptance . . . and delight. He pulled his finger from my mouth, reached over for the stool putting it in an off centered position of our booth, and directed me over the stool where I dangled perilously. Unceremoniously, once more I felt his rough middle finger touch my ass hole at the precise center as once more he fully inserted this middle finger full length as fast as possible until his fist abruptly came to a halt by hitting my ass. Despite having been inside me once this insertion was not gentle but not the worst of all insertions ever made in my ass. It was pleasurably rough. He twisted and turned his finger now yanking it outward and shoving it back inward as quickly as the first time as I lay on the stool. He finger fucked my ass for a very long time but finally slowed long enough on an outward pull to insert his index finger which without actually seeing it was as equally as rough worn and calloused as his middle finger. He now used both fingers which had stretched my hole wider naturally. After a possible couple dozen insertions, he once more stopped fully inserted in my ass. I had held still and made every effort to keep the stool from tumping over with each thrust made into my ass. "Get ready, bitch. You're going to be primed up certain now," he spoke loud enough for me to hear. With that, he went to work on my intestines by scraping his fingernails the full length from inside me to my ass hole and by twisting his fingers sideways. He moved his two rough but now slick fingers all over my insides by contorting his body into different yoga positions so that no portion of any part of my intestine had not been scraped, scratched, nicked, poked or probed by his two fingers and from the time he spent doing his work he must have done each area at least twice. Satisfied, I felt his finger tips straighten as he withdrew them from my ass. I glanced backwards though viewing upside down his gargantuan charcoal black cock which by now was turgid and had a long string of pre-cum hanging downward. I could feel my own cock reacting in a similar fashion as the evidence of my own pre-cum seeping out suddenly released from the weight of the string of pre-cum and snapped off dropping off onto the floor. I looked downward at the floor once more thinking that this was how we were going to finally fuck but felt his left manly hand on my shoulder pulling on it. I struggled upward with his assistance and got to my feet. Turning me further to face him, he shoved his two fingers into my eyesight. I saw a very pink liquid coating on them and quickly looked directly into his eyes and raised the corner of my lips in a knowing smile. He offered his fingers to me, and I accepted them licking them clean tasting his handiwork. He withdrew them soon enough pushing me back away from facing him. I became a rag doll allowing him to position and move me around to his liking. We soon were positioned so that I was facing a side wall and his back was to the opposite side wall allowing us both to view the movie at our leisure though not much viewing was done by me. I never asked how much he watched it. "Put your hands on the wall and bend over. I like to fuck standing up or in unusual positions or places." I reached out spacing my hands apart and bent over. He moved quietly behind me. I felt his right hand at my shoulder. "Turn your head," he said. I obeyed seeing his jock strap now being balled up in his hand. I opened my mouth and felt the dry material being stuffed inside my mouth. I accepted it but began to stuff and rearrange it suiting my taste and finally had it positioned for maximum use. I knew what a gag meant, and this behemoth knew it would be needed. He leaned in close and said, "Brace yourself. No lube but what's in you, and you know what that means me going in. We're going to bounce you down on my cock all the way just to see how much more we can prep that ass of yours. You'll need that jock of mine; use it but keep your mouth closed by clamping down on your teeth 'til they hurt. Lock your jaws closed tight. I'm going to bend down and then you back your hole up to my tip. Settle your hole on good so it goes straight in. NO PULLING OFF. You do and I'll ram in your ass balls deep in one shove; you don't want that. My hands are going to be on the wall behind me to hold me up. That's where the bouncing on comes in. When I say 'bounce', you raise up just a little then drop your ass down, and I'll push my cock up. We're going to tear your ass up but then we'll have some real fun. Okay?" I shook my head yes and revelled at the thought of this entry and fuck. I was certain that this was going to be extremely painful but would be worth every nerve ending sent into sensory overload. I began to clamp my teeth together as the sweat began gathering on my skin in anticipation. My fucker positioned himself as I adjusted myself to match his position. I finally took my right hand off the wall reaching behind me guiding my ass downward the last few inches until I felt his cock. I matched up the two making them come together as directed as I repositioned myself to be sure that his now fully stiffened cock was pointing directly at my ass hole so that there would be a direct entrance once the sphincter was breached. I thought about my earlier fuck and hoped that would make this entrance at least somewhat easier though I quietly doubted it. I moved my hand back to the wall. "Ready?" I took a deep breath and shook my head yes. "Okay. On three, bounce. One . . . two . . . three!" I knew that until I was firmly seated on his cock or at minimum the head of his cock this first bounce was the most risky since if I raised up too much the chance of a misalignment of his cock head to my ass hole would result in a huge jolt of pain. That thought both excited and terrified me. But, almost instinctively I raised upwards just enough because I never lost the physical touch of his cock head and downward I plunged my ass in a short jabbing motion. At the exact same time of my plummet down, my booth mate began an upward jab. The result was we impaled my ass onto his cock about a couple of inches made possible by the beautiful hood which had easily slid backwards once it had been forced in my hole despite having no lube. Oh, yes, to be sure there was resistance but downward and upward pressure prevailed. I can not describe the delicious pain which triggered an automatic reflex to scream to match the screaming my ass was doing signalled by my sphincter tightening around his behemoth much as a python constricting a prey. I held steady in place not removing myself but enduring--and loving--every scream that I made in my throat keeping my mouth clamped shut and lips seemingly sealed with glue. As we rested, the stars began to fade, and I began to relax. I heard quiet chuckling behind me as most of the stars disappeared. "Good man. On three, bounce. One . . . two . . . three!" Once more I rose up more confident this time reaching my maximum height as I realized that I was pulling his cock skin taut and then plunged downward once more. He once more at the same moment made his upward thrust as I dropped down. Another two inches or so impaled. Again the pain, clamping my teeth and screaming. Again, tensing my body. But not pulling off this beginning of a fuck. It was now as my screaming halted that I realized I knew how high I could go before dropping down. I also realized that as he was behind watching. He saw my raising up and knew the split second moment that I had reached my uppermost limit. He had super perception to begin his upper thrust instantaneously before my downward plunge so that we would maximize our effort of impaling my ass onto his cock. The man was a genius! "Good man. Going great. Looks like your ass could take a champagne bottle now." I thought, "You mean it isn't?" "Once more. This time with some gusto. Let's see if we can set a record for how much goes in that ass of yours. You ready?" I shook my head yes and physically adjusted myself on the wall and in my stance. "Okay. On three, bounce. One . . . two . . . three!" For the third time, I lifted myself upwards and made an extra effort pulling myself upwards off his cock. As I hovered over him, I knew he was watching me and from an unknown source I released a low sustained grunt at the end of which I pushed upwards on the wall as I rammed my ass downwards as hard as I could considering my physical position. True to form, this man was watching me and listening to me and knew the signs of when I was going to explode down onto his cock. He met me with his upward thrust sending another three inches into my ass and sending me all through the same wonderful contortions that had visited me twice before. For the third time, I was resplendent with pain and lust quieting to acceptance in shorter time than previously incurred. This time though my nerve endings were beginning to become accustomed to such behavior. Despite injecting fifty percent more in my ass this attempt the return was not the same as the first two and the recovery was faster. My brain was letting go and accepting my fate . . . and deep lustful desire to be full impaled on this beautiful man. My soon to be fucker was in tune to my recovery and was ready himself. "Okay. Almost done. Make this the best one yet. Drive that ass down hard! Let's get this connection made. I got babies to make with you. On three, bounce. One . . . two . . . three!" I obediently complied pulling myself upward stretching as I could despite my legs and thighs now cramping from the exaggerated position they had been in for such a long time but the pain they generated was insignificant and immaterial because of the payoff I was going to get. I drove myself in a frenzied backwards and down motion feeling just a slight moment before the release of the strain I felt at my ass hole when the upward pressure was relieved by my fucker's beginning upward thrust with equal speed and determination. There was no time now for the silly pain that had plagued me before. This was it. I was fully impaled on his cock which had grown and fully stiffened during our foreplay. We had heard my ass hit his bare crotch area and we both felt the skin of the other. He grunted deeply as I at the exact same moment released a guttural moan of completion satisfied in what we had just done. I felt him moving as he began walking up the wall with his forearms and hands. I moved forward a slight bit to give him room for rising to his full height once more. His rough gouged working hands once more attached themselves to me. His right hand held my right hip as his left hand took my left shoulder in its clutches. We each shuffled around on the floor adjusting ourselves for comfort. He leaned over my back coming close to the back of my head. "Didn't think you'd make it. Glad you did; I know you're glad too. He-he! Now, gonna lay some big black prime pipe in there and make lots of room for Daddy's baby making juice. Knock you up good. Bet your jaws hurt the way you clamped down on your teeth. I heard all that but you're damn good and fine." he said in my ear pulling his body upright as he finished. "Hang on, bitch. This ride is just starting." With that last comment, I felt his now fully inflated black cock yanked from its sheath--my ass--and shoved back in all the way in less than a half second and the action repeated at least twice more before my brain processed fully the pain signals it was receiving. He continued on with his Indy race car piston fucking as I doubled my fists and stiffened into rigor mortis body mode throttling my own lung induced screams once more as I clamped harder still my teeth fully shut salivating all over his now soaked jock which was still stuffed in my mouth prohibiting the outward burst of my emotions as I squeezed closed my eyes creating an entire new universe of stars seen only by me as I passed into a dark place of sheer joy and elation. What seemed like days of his rough calloused workman's hands holding onto my left shoulder and right hip as his blood engorged now shiny black cock invaded and escaped my ass left my mind to fly at supersonic speed in its race through all the emotions of extreme life threatening pain that mixed so clearly with the endorphin enhanced pleasures of feeling that massive tree trunk that was doing its job in my ass. I noticed finally that my rigor mortis was lessening as my sweat production leveled off allowing me to begin my steady flight of lustful delight in enjoying this fucking I was receiving. I swallowed several times to moisten my throat. My head began to wobble and bob. My arms sagged a bit leaning me slightly closer to the wall I was facing. I began a low almost indistinguishable guttural moan and gasp as my mind took charge fully focusing on my fucker and the job he was doing. I stiffened my resolve to meet every inward thrust from this man. Hearing my sounds of approval and acceptance spurred my fucker on. He now grabbed me by both hips and drove his hardened black cock in and out of my ass as he had been doing non-stop from when he had begun. As soon as he had grabbed both my hips, I adjusted my hands on the wall and braced myself for his further invasions. I continued my deep throated groans giving assent to his fucking as he pummelled my hole giving great pleasure to both of us. I finally had the tempo of his in and out and began a slight backward thrust shoving my ass onto his forward marching cock time after time after time. Neither of us would be deterred. "Only . . . a . . . brief . . . look . . . at . . . you . . . when . . . I . . . rounded . . . that . . . corner . . . but . . . knew . . . we . . . were . . . going . . . to . . . get . . . a . . . booth . . . together . . . and . . . fuck," he said as he punched his cock repeatedly in my ass as if each entry were an exclamation mark for each word. "Didn't . . . think . . . you . . . were . . . up . . . to . . . the . . . fun . . . but . . . you . . . proved . . . you're . . . a . . . hot . . . piece . . . of . . . ass . . . to . . . breed. By now his fucking had somewhat slowed a bit but was still delicious. He now was in a slower mode but one that emphasized the inward thrust as if he were punctuating his now growing urgency to complete his mission. Slower still his fucking motions became noticeable until at last he would pull his cock fully out of my ass until just the bare tip of his now naked cock head was still inside me. I could now feel the extra skin that belonged over his cock head easily sliding along inside me with each of his punctuated fucking motions. Still slower he fucked but with each inward slam the thrust became more vicious, hard, and deeper until I was sure that I would be bruised. I also realized that surely all of his foreplay with his two fingers had done their work and by now I was at least oozing blood into my intestine mixing with created fuck juices and pre-cum. I didn't mind as long as he was satisfied. Then, he pulled his cock to the edge of my hole and stopped. I heard and felt him breathing heavily. I could tell he was as wet as I was with his own sweat but I was also on the receiving end of his as it dripped off him onto me. Better still: I would take all his body fluids. He then doubled his grip on my hips and slammed into me the hardest he had done pushing me off balance. He continued this imbalance and shoved me against the wall flat as he moved up behind me raising his hands up to mine which were now stretched upwards on the wall. We stood there connected by his now spitting cock. I felt him unleashing a torrent of his self-confessed poisoned DNA into my ass, and I relished each deposit made. I moved my right hand to my mouth pulling his jock from my mouth as my tongue pushed from inside. As soon as it was fully removed, I said quietly to him, "Thank you; thank you; thank you. Fill my ass up with that poison of yours so that it can become a part of me. Mark me and make me yours. Feed me your manna. Pump me full." We stayed in this position for quite some time cooling off as well as coming down from our highs as indeed his cock continued to fill my ass with his baby making fluid. I heard his heavy breathing which matched my own. We came down from the high-pitched fuck that we had just gone through and allowed for all the slow swimmers to get as far as possible through his now not so hard black cock. Eventually, he pulled our hands down from the upper part of the wall but remained pressed up against me. Neither of us wanted to separate. But separate we did. I bent over deeply once we had stepped away from the wall so that he had the best position of removing his cock. As the head reached my ass hole, he stopped, and I tensed my sphincter. He gently pulled the remainder of his cock out of my ass with a definite "splat" sound hitting the floor. We knew that sound and knew what it meant. "Don't move," he said. I felt him quickly kneeling and watched upside down as he scooped up the blob of pinkish liquid. I got down on my hands and knees and waited. I felt his fingers that I had seen with this liquid near my hole and felt them push easily inside me. He fingered my hole several times pulling it free at last. I quickly turned around grasping his hand and sucked his fingers clean until he removed them from my mouth. I turned to his cock and began ministering to it licking and sucking it as clean as possible. I knew my mouth was going to be a mess . . . and it was. But, he pulled me up from the floor and began licking my face. This turned into kissing and we shared deep tongue entangling kisses as we prepared to go our separate ways. "I'd like to get your number and will give you mine if you fuck more than once," he said. "Just give me some paper and a pen or pencil. Oh, right. I don't think either of us has that here. But, I do in my car. And, I for sure want to fuck with you more." I replied. I knew I didn't have but the one personal card on me. We dressed in silence and walked slowly out of the ABS. At my car, we got in, and I got a pad and pen that I always have. I quickly wrote my name, address, and phone number on the top sheet tearing it off and handing it to him along with the note pad. He wrote his name and number returning the pad and pen to me. I tore off the page putting it in my wallet. We sat there a moment. "I am serious about wanting to fuck you some more," he said. "You like to be fucked as much as I like to fuck, and you can take it. Most guys can't take more than one load from me because of the pain, but you took three." I stared at him. "What do you mean I took three? You only shot one load in my ass or are you counting when you were finger fucking me?" I laughed. "You got three loads of cum from me. I don't stop fucking on the first two loads, and they aren't easy to detect when I deliver them. Most guys usually get one out of me but because of how I fuck they can't take the pain, so, I have to find a couple more guys to fuck. I have trouble stopping at just one load." he said. "Any time you want to fuck, call me. Here, let me put my work number on there as well. I am serious about our fucking again. But, next time, how about at my house? We'll have some privacy and a lot more comfort. Although I do love the sleazy side of things. And, I can not believe you pumped three loads in my ass. Although it does explain why I feel so slick," I offered. "I'll give you a call this weekend if you are up for it," he said grinning. "If I'm not, I'll have some rope ready for you. Pump those three and more in me." We both laughed. He opened the door and moved out. He winked at me, closed the door, and strode off to another part of the parking lot. I started my car, backed out of my space, and headed my car to the road and home. He pulled out onto the highway behind me. He followed me over the bridge and continued on south on I-65. I merged onto Watterson, and he continued south. I mentally reviewed my visit to Theatre X and decided it was a definite trip worth making. Perhaps I had only run into a dry spell when I stopped going. I may have to return there and be more patient. So, to bed I went when I got home. I had a plumber to deal with in the morning and had to get to work when the plumber was finished. I was a happily fucked man but wished quietly that I had invited him home with me. I could sure use a good cock in my ass for a nightcap.

Freeing Kenny My son Kenny turned 18 today, he came into the world when I was 15. His Mom left me when he was two because I came out to her. Since then Kenny has been my son and best friend. He came out to me when he was 13. I was never afraid to talk to him about sex, or have sex with him in the house. When he was 16 I came down with a bad case of the flu. Turns out it was the fuck flu, and I had converted. I talked to Kenny about. During our talk, he aired his fears of converting and why he hasn’t had any sex yet, not even jacking off with another guy. He also said in some ways he’d just like to convert, get it over with, so he could feel free to have sex anytime he wanted, he didn’t like the feel of a condom as he tried jacking off with one on a few times. We still talked off and on about this, so I knew even now he still has never had sex. During one such talk, he let slip if he were to lose his virginity he’d want to lose it to someone as good looking as me. I knew my son liked how I looked, as he openly looked at me whenever I was naked. With two guys alone in a house, we weren’t bashful. We see each other everyday naked, and many times hard. I’ve seen him so hard looking at me, he was even leaking precum like a faucet. At 33, I still had a 32 waist and 38 chest on my six foot frame. My chest was covered in short dense hair, with a good fuzzy ass in the rear. My uncut cock still would go hard at the drop of a hat, even on the meds. My son was just like his old man, just a little shorter and less hair. He was growing his hair though and would be just like dear old Dad. I loved to see that dimpled ass with the fine hair dusting sprouting out of his crack, and how his foreskin kept his head all covered, helping to funnel that precum stream. Kenny during our talks still was thinking he just wanted to get it over with and convert to poz, but was scared of it, but he was getting more and more horny and wanting sex. It was after the last talk 2 months ago, I decided on the perfect gift for his eighteenth birthday. I began collecting a few things for the important day. The day came, and I woke up early, purposely not putting any clothes on. I brought the little gifts out to get things ready. One was a little blue pill, which I crushed up and mixed into Kenny’s favorite pancake recipe. Put together some mimosas on the table, adding a little extra liquid to Kenny’s which will help the teen be a little more horny. Then lastly mixed in some white powder into some of his favorite bottle of lube. Lastly his little gift was ready and been waiting for a week building up, actually it had been building up over the last two months while I went on a certain type vacation. Time to wake up the birthday boy, soon to be birthday man. I walked back up stairs and down the opposite side of the hall. My son’s door was open, which was not unusual, it was just us guys here. I quietly walked into his room. He was sound asleep on his back, arms up and over his head, showing off his hairy pits. Yes, just like me. His body hair is coming in just like mine did. Look at that beautiful hair pattern emerging on his chest. A bush of hair blossoming between his pectorals and starting to spread out, and that nice dense rings of hair around those big suckable nipples. The treasure trail already growing up to meet his pectorals and spreading out on his abs. Then there’s that beautiful uncut cock, hard as a rock all nestled in that bush of pubes. Seeing my boy this way made me chub up a little. I leaned over intending to whisper in his ear to wake him, but as I neared him, I had to sniff those exposed pits. With his hair tickling my nose, I inhaled, and what a wonderful smell. All male hormones, all man. I reached over to his chest, and ran my hand over that patch of hair on to his pec, slowly rubbing his chest. I then lightly kissed his forehead. “Kenny, wake up buddy. Hey Kenny, wake up.” While saying this I continued to rub his chest. Kenny moaned a little sleepy moan of waking. “Come on bud, time to get up.” As Kenny opened his eyes, he saw his Dad over him. He looked him in the eyes, and gave a sleepy smile. “Happy Birthday my special buddy boy.” I leaned in and gave my son a kiss on the lips. I think my son wasn’t completely awake, and surprised enough that he kissed back a little harder than he usually did. “Time to get up, bud. Well, looks like someone is up already. So lets say time to get out of bed.” I laughed as my son blushed a little. I stood up, and my son’s eyes got a little bigger as he noticed I was naked, and more than a little chubbed up myself. “What’s up with being naked Dad?” Kenny then yawned, “Not that I mind, I love seeing you naked.” Then he blushed. “Sorry Dad, I’m still waking up.” “Just didn’t feel like getting dressed, and I know you like seeing me in the buff, its your birthday so look all you want. I’ve known for sometime you look at me, I like looking at you too. Why don’t we have a naked day together today to celebrate your birthday. I’ve got your favorite breakfast going downstairs.” Kenny sat up in his bed, I pulled him up out of bed into my arms and big hug. I could feel his hard cock against mine. I rubbed his back a little as we hugged. I ran my hand lightly towards Kenny ass, and as I just touched the top of his ass, he jumped up into my arms and wrapped his legs around me like he did where he was a kid, and buried his face into my neck and ear. But unlike when he was a kid, this was a young man who was heavier, so I had to hold him with both hands under his ass, and felt those firm gluten and the starting of a fuzzy butt. “I love you Dad, so much.” “I love you too bud.” I kissed his ear, Kenny then leaned back and kissed my fully on the lips hard. This made both our cocks jump, his against my stomach and mine bumping his butt check. “Come on bud, lets go eat.” We ate our pancakes and had our mimosas. Kenny was getting a looser and looser with his talking. I “accidently” dropped my napkin, so I could take a look under the table at his cock. Which was hard and lightly throbbing, with just a little trickle of a precum peeking out of his foreskin. My own cock was really starting to stoke up as well, as the little blue pill was starting to hit me as well. “Dad, I’m really liking this being naked with you. It just feels so good. But its making be horny as hell.” “You sure its not because your body is telling you its tired of being in its virgin state.” “That too. But I’m sitting here across from one of the hottest men around. Oh fuck, sorry Dad, I don’t know what’s up with me today.” “Its okay Buddy, I feel the same. Your a hot man too, and really a man today. Let’s take the drinks into the study, and lay back on the lounge, relax and talk. Figure out a gift for you.” “Um, well, yeah I’d like that, but, um well, I’m having a little, um, problem. I’m like really horny, um, yea.” I grinned inside, the little treatment to his drink must be working now as well. “Hey man, I’ve seen you with a blazing hard on, so no worries. I’m running hard as well. Tell you what I’ll get up first, and get us some more drinks for the lounge.” I fit my actions to my words, and got up showing off my hard cock. I heard a whispered, “oh fuck” from Kenny’s direction. Kenny then got up, and walked off to the study with his hard on pointing the way, bouncing up and down, and side to side, leaving a little dribble of clear liquid here and there. I went over to the counter and grabbed the bottles of orange juice and champagne, as well as the little hidden bottle. I poured just a little dribble of the clear liquid to Kenny’s glass, and then mixed up more mimosa into each glass. The touch more of clear liquid should give Kenny’s body just that little more push to rampant horny stud he needed to be. “Here we go bud, a little more bubbly. I have a little surprise for you as well. Something I’ve been wanting to do with you.” As Kenny sipped more of his treated drink, I grabbed a little box out of my desk, and pulled out a joint. “I’ve been waiting for the day to share a joint with my best bud. I know you’ve never done this, but I think its “high” time you did.” Which brought out a giggle from Kenny. “I’ll take the first hit, watch what I do.” I light the end and inhaled as fully as I could and held the smoke, than let it out. “Your turn. Inhale as much as you can and hold as long as you can.” Kenny took ahold of the joint, and inhaled hard, and held his breath, trying not to cough, then let it out. Coughing just a little. He than drank down some more of his drink. “Good job buddy. I’ll go again. Lets do something special this time. I’m going to put my mouth against yours, and exhale into your mouth. So you inhale when I do that.” “Ok Dad.” He was already a little glassy eyed from the one hit and the little treatment to his drink, and his cock gave a little throb. I inhaled a larger hit than before and held it while I leaned into my son, he immediately moved his mouth to me, when our lips met, he opened up and I exhaled all the smoke into him as he inhaled. As he was inhaling, I lightly stroked his tongue with mine just for a second. We parted our lips and I handed him the joint. This was really good weed, extra good. There was another real good hit left for him to take. He put the joint to his lips and inhaled deeply, and held the smoke a good amount of time before exhaling, and didn’t cough. I took the joint from him, and put it out in the tray. While I did this, Kenny downed the last of his mimosa. I sat back and put my arm behind Kenny, and he sat back into arm. I pulled him to me a little, feeling his bare side touching mine. “I’ve missed sitting like this Dad, thank you.” I leaned over and kissed his forehead. Kenny pushed into that kiss. I could tell the drugs were starting to take there effect on him. “I like this too. Its been awhile since we’ve cuddled a little. You always liked to cuddle didn’t you. You were always good at cuddling.” “I always loved cuddling with you.” He than reached over to my chest with his hand and was running his hand over my chest hair, “Cuddling with you was better than my bear, you have such nice hair on your chest.” Kenny got up into my lap like he did has a little boy, but he was no longer a little boy. He was a man, and a man feeling horny for sure. I felt his ass on my cock as he settled into my lap, and he put his head on my chest. “Dad, can you hold me? I love feeling your naked body against mine. I think I’ve wanted, needed this, to be like this in your arms.” “Sure buddy, I’ll hold you. It does feel good to be naked together doesn’t it.” I pulled him tightly to me, feeling his breath moving my chest hairs, and his ass rubbing against my cock. Kenny was rubbing his check against my hairy pec, and against my nipple. “Dad, why am I so scared about having sex, I’m so horny so often, I don’t know what to do.” “Buddy, son, there’s nothing to be scared about sex. It should feel good, and be fun. Your horny so much, probably because its your body telling you its time.” “Can you show me some, Dad. Can you show me some of what men can do together, for my birthday?” Kenny turned a little in my lap, and wrapped his legs around my waist. My hard cock’s was pushing up against his anal valley, and his hard cock was poking my stomach. His warm breath in my face. I reached up and behind him and pulled his face to mine had began to kiss him hard. His mouth opened to mine, and I stuck my tongue into his mouth to which he promptly began to suck on my tongue and moan. I picked up my son, and laid him back on on the lounge couch. Meshing our hard cocks together, our precum mixing together on our meshed bellies. My hairy chest rubbing against his chest. I broke our kiss a little. Kenny whispered, “Fuck Dad, I love feeling your cock against mine. Oh fuck, Dad, I like this, but it scares me, help me, show me how not to be scared.” I kissed him hard, and then started licking down his neck to his chest. Feeling that hairy patch between his pecs on my cheeks. I licked over to his right nipple and lightly ran my tongue over the tip, and then lightly bite his nipple. This elicited a loud moan from Kenny. I continued to lick down his body, feeling his muscles with my tongue. As I got to his abs, I could taste the sweet mixture of our combined precum. “Kenny, have you tried your precum yet?” Which he shook his head. “You want to taste our combined precum like I just did? It might help you.” Kenny nodded his head. I collected some of my precum leaking out of my stretched foreskin, as my son watched. Then with the same finger collected some of Kenny’s off his long foreskin. “Here son, don’t be scared, try our precum, taste how sweet it is, you’ll love it.” Kenny leaned up and sucked my finger into his mouth, and moaned. While he was savoring the taste, I leaned down and sucked his hard cock into my mouth, sticking my tongue into his foreskin, tasting that sweet teen neg clear liquid. Oh how sweet it was. “Oh fuck, Dad, oh fuck, I love it. Oh shit.” Kenny then shot a huge glob of precum in my mouth. I came off his cock, and started licking down his balls, and the while lifting his legs up. Teasing and nibbling his hairy taint, then run my tongue against his asshole. His ass started contracting and kissing my tongue with his ass lips. I pushed his legs further towards his chest, and put my hands on his ass cheeks. Pulling them apart and seeing that beautiful hair butt hole, kissing the air. I dove with my tongue into that ass. Kenny moaning louder and louder, as my tongue was relaxing his hole. “Oh fuck, oh my god. Dad, oh fuck.” Suddenly his ass blossomed, and my tongue went right into him. As he was squirming and moaning, I reached to the side where I put the treated lube. “You like that son? You want to try my finger, get and idea what being fucked is like?” “Daddy, will you? Can you, please?” I opened the lube, and with one hand pulled his hole a little, and but the lube bottle opening right against that open butt hole. I squeeze and glob, which caused some to squirt inside, and then dribble out. I clicked the lube shut, and collected the leaking lube up off his ass with my finger, and slowly started to insert into Kenny. Feeling that tight opening gripping my finger, and then the furnace of inside surrounding my finger. I began running my finger around inside his ass, spreading that treated lube. In a little bit that treatment should start making his ass real hungry. “Oh fuck, Daddy, Daddy that feels so good. OH OH SHIT, that makes me want to cum.”, Kenny screamed as my finger pressed against his prostate. I pulled my finger out, and Kenny moaned. I picked up the lube again, and put it back against his now more opened hole, and squirted more treated lube into him. Collecting the dribble with two fingers, and ran two fingers into his ass. Moving my fingers around, rubbing the lube into his ass walls all around. I pulled my fingers out, and put his legs down, around me. I then reached over to where the lube had be sitting, and grabbed one more joint. This joint was treated the same. I lit the joint and inhaled, holding the smoke in, I leaned down towards my son, and he knew what was happening and leaned up, our open lips coming together. I exhaled into him, and he inhaled. Once he exhaled, I put the lit joint against his lips. “Inhale real hard and as long as you can, and hold it.” Kenny did, and then I put my mouth against his, and he exhaled into me. I put the joint against his lips again, “One more time sweetie, take that last hit.” After he exhaled into my mouth, and deeply kissed him, and rubbed my hand around his chest, and tweeting his nipples one at a time. We kissed for a few minutes, which he began moaning. When I broke the kiss, I saw his eyes were just ever so slightly glassy. The drugs have to be kicking in now. “Is this what you had in mind for your gift?” “Yes, Daddy. But I’m still a little scared, can you help me not be scared about sex. I want it, this is making more horny. My ass has an itch inside, and really think I need your fingers back in me.” I reached down between his legs, and sort of teased his hole with my finger tip. “Well, sweetie, I can only think of one way to help you not be so scared and help with the horny itch. You may get the ultimate gift though if we do that. Do you want my cock in you, you want my gift?” “Daddy, please, my ass is needing you. Please, I think I gotta have your cock in me.” “Do you want my gift too? You want to be sure to get my ultimate gift, that will help you not be scared of sex anymore?” “Yes Daddy, I need your gift. I want to love sex. Help me with the gift.” I reached over to the little table where everything was, and grabbed the bottle of poppers and my old toothbrush. My son was watching me lube up the toothbrush, and when I ran my leaking cock all over the toothbrush’s bristles, getting a huge amount of precum all over the brush head. “Open that bottle and when I say ‘now’, I want you to inhale.” Kenny nodded his head “Now left your legs up to your chest and reach around your legs to hold them up and be ready with the bottle.” I watched as his beautiful fuzzy asshole came into sight. It was winking open and shut at me so nicely. I placed the brush against his fuzzy hole, just as I started to push in I said, “Now”. Kenny inhaled the poppers, as I inserted the brush into his ass. I left it inside him a moment. I reached up and took the poppers from him. I began twisting the brush in a circles, at the same time moving slightly in and out of his ass, giving his ass a good brushing all over inside. Kenny was moaning and groaning. “You okay son, this will help your body receive and accept my gift so much better.” “Oh fuck, Daddy, it feels so funny, it sort of feels good, sort of hurts. Oh fuck, I really need something bigger, its not helping the itch much.” I pulled the brush out, and saw it was very much towards reddish pink. “I think your ready.” “Oh fuck, my ass is tingly, oh fuck I need you in me now, please.” I leaned over him, and he watched me put my heavily leaking cock towards his open ass. I felt my cock kiss his open hole. As his hole held my cock there, I leaned into kiss him, which as we kissed my cock slide into him. Both of moaning as I pushed all the way into him and bottomed out, my balls against his ass. “I’m in you son, you feel me in you?” “Oh Daddy, Daddy, I feel you. I can feel your cock beating inside me. Oh please fuck me.” I started moving my cock slowly out of his ass, and just as I felt I was reaching his opening, slowly moved back into him. Shit, I wasn’t going to last long. Not cumming for so long was taking a toll on me, I needed to cum soon. “Daddy, Daddy, oh fuck me. I feel like I’m going to explode soon. My ass is on fire, and my cock is on fire. Oh fuck, Daddy.” Slowly in, Slowly out. I loved this boy, I wanted him to love sex, I wanted him to want sex. He was moaning so loud now. “Son, sweetie, I’m about to cum. Do you want my ultimate gift, you want my Poz gift?” “Daddy, I want your cum. I don’t want this fear anymore, I want your Poz gift. Give it to me.” He reached down and grabbed my hairy ass cheeks, and almost was helping my hump him. But I wasn’t going to go faster. “Oh fuck, sweetie. I’m going to cum inside you. I’m going to give you my gift, NOW.” I started shooting my pent up load deeply into my boy. All the while thinking how I was probably impregnating him with my virus. Kenny was moaning loudly, and thrashing, and I felt a large wetness building up between us. When I looked between us, I saw his cock firing jets of cum, almost in time with my jets. We both came down from our orgasms. Keeping my cock inside him, I helped move him on my cock so I could be behind him. Now holding him spooned in my arms, my cock still deep inside him, holding my cum inside him. “I love you buddy, Happy Birthday. I hope this is the gift you wanted and needed.”

Monday night a friend of mine was visiting and we decided to go to our local leather bar in Fort Lauderdale. Now, I am a cumwhore and he is a top, and he loves watching me being bred and occasionally he will fuck my holes. There wasn't much action at the bar but each of us received a blow job, after which we decided to cruise the streets. We found a play space, but the only guy there was a homeless dude who was walking down the street, pausing nearby. "I'm gonna get his dirty juice up my ass," I told my friend as I approached the dude, flashing him with my butt. We didn't exchange a word but rather I simply gestured to an isolated location where we would await him. He follows us, and as he approached, I dropped my pants, assuming he would want to fuck me right away but instead, while my friend was jerking off, the dude pushed me down on his rank dick, making me give it a tongue bath. Then he commanded "Give me your hole." I complied. A few minutes later he planted his nasty seed in my hole as I begged to get loaded-up. "I'm off my meds," he remarked as he shot his huge load into my ass. Afterwards my friend and I visited the bathhouse for more anonymous loads, and at the bathhouse many guys breed me. One of the guys commented I was bleeding a bit, and the sight made him even hornier. He fucked my brains out. My total load count that night was 12. Now I need more.

doubt means don't. cocks have minds of their own. what goes through your brain when you're horny doesn't define you. I think you have a lot of issues that you've knit together into one big one. to highlight a few of them: 80% straight + 20% gay = bisexual. that might be an easier place to start, especially since it's all theoretical at this point. you can whisper 'I'm bi' to the mirror, and I bet it won't crack. won't whisper behind your back, either. 'fucked in the ass dressed like a sissy bitch' is a conflation as well. many mostly straight guys enjoy anal play. it feels good, and you'll never discover the joy of a prostate-driven orgasm without venturing there. next time you're psycho horny, gently explore the area. lots of lube, gentle stroking, tip of one finger just inside, (stop if you don't like it), one finger deeper, wiggle it around til you find the spot (you'll know when you find it), maybe a second finger, jack til you shoot. if you really like it, artificial cocks of all shapes, sizes, colors and textures are easily available. no one need ever know. erotic cross-dressing is something about which I know nothing. you could, however, buy some cheap panties and heels and see if it's as fun in your room as it is in your head. 'sissy bitch' is a term that some traditionally masculine gays might find offensive. it also might signal internalized homophobia. can't tell you how many tall, muscular, hairy, naturally butch gay men I know have found ecstasy on the end of my cock. and the cocks of other men. if these thoughts only go through your head when you're horny, they could just be fantasies. and there's nothing wrong with that. you don't have to follow through. if you do follow through, be patient and take the time to discover what your body likes. your mind will catch up eventually. the imagined opinions of your friends should be the last thing on your mind. absolutely no importance whatsoever. you don't have to tell them a thing while you're figuring it all out. and once you do know, be in no hurry to share it. some may be okay with it, and some may not. if you do lose them, they probably weren't true friends to begin with. new, improved sissy bitch you will make all kinds of new ones.

I got fucked by an Iranian guy (or Persian descent as he called it. His family was connected to the Shah and had to flee during the revolution) in Boston. Met him at the Daddy who whored me out when I was working there (see Whored out in Massachusetts). After he fucked me there he slipped me his phone number when he left. I spent a weekend at his apartment in downtown Boston. Guy was insatiable with what seemed an endless amount of cum in his balls. He even invited a friend over to share my ass on Saturday. Went back to my hotel on Sunday with a sore ass and enough loads to last me a week. Even it was years ago I still remember that weekend vividly.

I lost track of time as Jason fucked my hole. I was tweaking so hard my hole burned with pleasure. Jason's large dick stayed rock hard, scissoring into my insides brutally as the other three men took turns shoving their cocks in my mouth. "Whew, I'm high," one of them groaned. "Not as high as this good boy right here," another one chuckled as he grabbed my head and shoved his dick into my mouth, then pushed down and gagged me with it. Meanwhile, Jason leaned down and licked my face as he impaled me with his dick. He fucked me so hard he was trying to hurt me. "Damn, his pussy's so tight," he growled as he took a draw from a cigarette. "Cum inside me," I moaned weakly as the other mens' dicks slapped my face and poked at my lips. "You want my poz load? You want me to breed that sloppy little cunt?" he roared. I opened my mouth to answer, but Bruce had mounted my chest and slid his dick into my mouth. I felt Jason grab my ankles hard and spread my legs as wide as he could. His dick hardened in my ass and trembled, and I felt pump after pump of warm fluid rush up my rectum. "TAKE. MY. LOAD. YOU. LITTLE. WHORE!" he roared, slamming his load deeper into me with every word. I flexed my toes in pleasure as he rammed his cum into me. He slid his dick out, leaving my ass feel empty and sore. The head of his dick made a little "pop!" sound as it left my hole. At the same time, Bruce pulled out of my mouth and came heavily on my face, adding thick white clumps of semen to the spit already covering my face. Before I could take a breath, he pushed his dick inside my mouth again to have me clean it off, while another one of the men plunged his dick inside my ass. The other men laughed degradingly and spat on my body. I had no idea what time it was or how long they had fucked me for, but John and Blake fucked me and added their loads to my pussy before leaving, then Jason fucked me again, then Bruce. I pushed into Bruce's cock as he churned the cocktail of cum inside me. Globs of white cum leaked out of my ass, stuck to his dick, and trickled down onto the bed. My sticky ass squeaked as he pummeled my cunt, lubed only with poz cum. My legs bounced with every thrust of his big dick. A waterfall of white fluid had leaked onto my taint down my asscrack. Bruce leaned down and put his hand over my throat. “You want Daddy’s poz load inside of that tight hole? You wanna be Daddy’s dirty little drugged up whore?” “Yeah, Daddy! Fuck me!” “What do you want? I can’t hear you.” “Fill me with your poz load! Make me your bitch! My boypussy is to service your big dick, poz me up and use me like your piece of meat! This hole is yours!” I barked. “Fuck yeah it is!” he roared, spitting into my face as he rammed his cock into me, cumming violently. I moaned in pleasure as he jammed his tool as deeply and sharply into my gut as he could. My ass made a sound like he was grinding meat, and my hole was now overflowing with so much cum it bubbled and lathered onto his dick. He scooped the excess and crammed it into my ass. Then he moved over to my face and rubbed the cum on his dick onto my face. “Good whore,” he groaned. “Let’s seal the deal.” Bruce left the room for a little bit and came back with a tattoo gun. “Stay still,” he ordered. I felt a painful burning prick on my ass, but I relaxed and rode my high. In sloppy handwriting, Bruce had permanently labeled “Cum Dump” on my asscheeks. At this time, Jason re-entered the room with ten other middle-aged men. Some were fat and balding, some looked gaunt, others were built and muscular. Their dicks had various sizes, but all of them were paid customers. I laid their groaning, my ass bubbling with white goo and my face covered in globs of cum and spit. Jason walked over and stuck me with another .7 slam. The mens’ cocks grew hard watching my pimp drug me up. I had come down a little from my high before, but now I was wired all over again. My existence was nothing but a hole, a disposable dump n’ run. My purpose was to be bred by men, and if I let them, Jason would slam me. “Go on, boys; he’s all lubed up. Get your $10’s worth,” he said, grinning. I lifted my legs and tossed my head back. Continued in part 4

When you are a size queen like me, you just cant say no to a big cock-- not even a toxic one that might give you HIV. Now I'd been barebacking for awhile, but i aleays looked for neg guys-- or at least guys who lied and said they were neg. But its hard to find negative barebackers- and i really like raw cock. Well, i found this one guy's profile on BBRT enticing, so I started chatting with him. His profile said he was "huge and uncut"-- so I just had to find out more! His profile also said "ask me" under status. Of course he was Poz--- but he also proclaimed to have a 9x7 piece of meat. We chatted off and on for a few months anD exchanged pics, there was always some reason not to hook up-- besides my overall fear of him being positive an having a cock that would rip me open. One night, after I had a few beers, I found myself on BBRT and feeling incredibly horny for a fuck. And big cock stud was on. And he IM'd me. Him: you lookin? Me: yeah. I need to get fucked bad Him: you finally gonna let me breed that sweet hole? Me: will you go easy on me? Him: yeah-- I know I'm big. Don't worry Him: and you're ok with Poz? Me: would you pull out if I asked? Him: yeah- I can cum either way Me: yeah, I think we should do this Him: can we film it? Just for us. I like to rewatch my fucks later Me: as long as you don't post the video anywhere Him: cum on over. Bring poppers He gave me the address which was only a couple miles away. And soon I found myself knocking on his door. I was met by a thin, wiry daddy guy, in his 50's and a bit shorter than me. He ushers me in and leads me to his basement which could best be described as seedy. Ratty carpet, bad panelling, a threadbare plaid sofa, empty liquor bottles and full ashtrays everywhere. We go to the couch and sit. I'm nervous as hell, but the porn is playing and it gives me something to watch. Seeing my hesitation, he pulls off his shorts... Holy fuck. That cocknof his flopped out and I was mesmerized. It was every bit as impressive in person. Moreso actually. Thick as my wrist, especially in the middle, with all this extra foreskin hanging off the tip. He was also flopping yo about mid-thigh And he wasn't even fully hard yet! "Why don't you suck it for starters?" he suggests. I knelt and tried to work that monster as best I could, but at my best I could only fit about half of it in my mouth. So I mainly concentrated on his skin-- tonguing it for all I was worth. Pretty soon he was all full mast and so was I. "You ready to get the fuck of your life?" I nodded yes. He led me over to his desk area and his computer. He fired up the computer's camera and started recording. Then he pushed me down and had me suck some more and get him good and hard and wet. While I sucked he talked up a storm-- giving me feedback, telling me how it felt, what to do. Then he asked me if my ass was ready. He stood me up and squirted lube on his massive cock, then he had me lube my ass. He spun me around and had me brace against the panelled wall while he rubbed his fat cock head against my crack. "You might wanna hit them poppers about now," he suggested. So I did. My alcohol buzz mixed with the fresh poppers sent me soaring and the next thing I knew he was using short quick thrusts to work his head into my ass. It felt in-fucking-credible! While he slowly worked deeper, he kept up a steady litany of "Yeah, open that ass up-- take my big ol Poz cock in that pussy!". Stuff like that. I kept hitting the poppers hard, but it didn't help much when he got to the thickest part of his tool. "Whoa! Damn that's thick-- I can't take it all," I told him. "Okay," he said, then he grabbed my hips and shoved violently into my hole. I screamed in pain and tried to get away, but he had me pinned to the wall by that giant prong of his. I know I was whimpering a lot, but he didn't care. He told me to just do more poppers. "I know it hurt- but it was for the best. Trust me, yours wasn't the first tight ring I've had to bust. Besides, When I promised you the fuck of your life, I kinda meant of your death too." And then he started really fucking me. Okay, I admit the pain of him ripping past by sphincter sucked, but what his cock did inside my body was nothing short of amazing. The fat part of his cock steamrolled my prostate with every thrust, and the knob of his cockhead kept popping up into my Colon with every thrust. I could feel him poking so deep in me-- deeper than any cock or toy had ever been. It hurt... Deliciously. "Yeah boy! Take that Poz cock! Wrecking your guts with my dick of death! You love taking this Poz meat, doncha boy?" And I did. He probably drilled me for about 15 or 20 minutes solid- and by the end I was fully bent over, bracing my hands on that wall and pushing back into him. And he was fucking me with every inch-- coming out just so the head was in, then slamming back in. My cock was drooling precum everywhere. "What's your status, boy? You neg?" "Yes sir," I managed to get out between grunts. "You know I'm Poz, right?" "Yeah..." "Well, I'm getting close, boy-- where you want my load?" The poppers and alcohol (and the amazing cock) had done their trick. "Don't stop fucking me!" I heard myself beg. "Well Here it cums boy! Here it.... Fuuuuuuuuuck yeah! Breeding your neg cunt with my toxic seed! Take my dirty load bitch!" When he started shooting, he planted his cock as hard and as deep as he could. He also had one of those spongier cocks that really swells and pulses as it cums, so I felt every shot of his venom jizz up inside my colon. Then I came-- all over the panelling and that nasty carpet. I didn't even touch myself, my orgasm just... Happened. He stayed inside me for a few minutes, slowly thrusting and withdrawing his meat. Working his load into my guts. Which is exactly what he said while doing it. Eventually he did what felt like the longest pullout I have ever felt, and his dong popped out with a wet plop. Them he turned off the video and we cleaned up and got dressed. He showed me bits of our "movie"--- damn, it WAS hot seeing that much cock wrecking my butt! He promised to email me a copy for my enjoyment. "And this is just for us, right? No posting online?" "Don't worry," he told me. A couple weeks later I got sick-- and I knew. Sure enough, my next HiV test confirmed it. I Tried looking For big cock daddy online, but I almost never saw him on. I emailed several times, but months went by and I never got that copy. Evidently it was "too big" to email. And when he was online, we could never find a time to repeat the fuck do I could get a disc. Then one day I got an email from an acquaintance of mine (a friend of a good friend) and I though "how unusual" for him to contact me. In his email he sent me a video link and said I should watch it. It was for some bugchaser or bug share website.... My heart stopped. Damn if it wasn't our video, right out there in the public domain. You could see my face, me sucking his cock, me taking hom raw... I sorta freaked out a bit, to be honest. Then I watched the whole thing while jacking off. It a fucking hot clip! He had edited it down some for time, but you could hear me basically beg him for his toxic load and then there he was knocking me up with it. Evidently lots of guys liked it because it got a 5 star review and had been watched several thousand times. Plus there were comments posted like "I love how that bugchaser begged for you to breed his cunt!". Stuff like that. Although the site where the video was originally posted is gone, I still run into our video now and again on dirtier sites. And it always reminds me of the fuck of my life. And my death.

I. I was 23 years old, and hungry. It had been 6 months since I came out of the closet, and I had already had two semi-serious boyfriends, both of whom were accidents, the result of 22 years of self-repression and an over-abundance of eagerness. I had been celibate for one month, (I know, 5 months, two relationships, how could either of them have been serious? - but they were in their own way). After ending the second relationship when I decided I needed to go out. So I prepared myself, body and spirit, called up my best hag and went to a bar in the east village where I knew I would be successful. Not ever having picked someone up strictly for sex, I was nervous, and didn’t really know what to do. I might have had a few too many vodka sodas. The evening was progressing how I envisioned it, and how so many before it had played out. Meaningful glances, prolonged stares, a few feeble attempts to grab my ass. I would have let him go to town on me, whoever decided to make a move, it almost didn’t matter who it was. But I’m kind of a hot piece, so I understood their hesitation ;-). Just as I was giving up hope, they arrived. I was sitting at a stool by the bar, my friend next to me, and I felt his ass brushing against my knee. I look up to see a perfectly average looking Latino dancing up on me and giving me this lascivious grin. He was being so direct I was starting to blush which was when this other guy comes over and starts chatting me up. Gorgeous, black, my height (6’3”), easy smile. A man on the hunt and I was ready to be his prey. “You’re hot” he said. “Thanks…." “No, like, the hottest guy in here.” “Thanks….” I’m sure I was blushing. What are you supposed to say when people open like that. “Thanks, so are you, fuck me?” Which is what I wanted to say, of course, and I think he could tell. Indicating the Latino who hasn’t stopped dancing on me, “This is my roommate.” He waved. I could feel him licking his chops as he stared a hole right into me. Wait a second. Am I being propositioned for a threesome? Can I handle that? I decide that this would be too much for tonight, but file the possibility away for future reference. The black man puts his hand on my thigh, I put my hand on one of his gorgeous pecs, and we kissed. A hard long kiss. My hands explored his perfect body and came to rest on his ass. I spread my legs a little wider and pulled him closer to me. The roommate was trying to get in on it, rubbing his hands all over me, but I ignored him: I had my prize. We broke-off the kiss. My friend had left. Five minutes had elapsed and I said “Wanna get out of here?” Trite, but effective. He grabbed my hand and lead me out of the bar leaving his now depressed roommate behind. We hailed a cab and I told the driver where to go. “I’m John” he said. "Peter” I responded, feeling slightly shameful having left a bar with a man without even knowing his name, but I also realized that I didn’t care. That is the kind of guy I was going to be that night. I reached to grab his crotch, he grinned, and pulled me in for another passionate kiss. It was the dead of summer and he was wearing loose shorts, so I could feel his dick grow. And grow. And grow. And holy shit it’s massive. “This feels nice” I smirked, embarrassed by how slutty and ridiculous I was being. “It does the trick. I want to fuck you” he said, looking deep into my eyes. “Good” By now we arrived at my apartment. I paid the cabbie and lead my conquest (or was I his?) inside. Over glasses of water on the couch we chatted a bit more. I discovered he was 32 and was a waiter, but it didn’t matter. Eventually I stopped the talking by straddling him and continued our make-out session from the cab. He was clearly enjoying our play - his massive dick was getting hard in his shorts. I stood up and stripped my clothing, exposing my lean, smooth body, and I fell to my knees in front of him to remove his shorts. Releasing the button, I slowly lowered the zipper. The feelings of excitement and apprehension were building. As I pulled down his briefs I actually gasped as his hard-as-a-rock 9.5 incher flopped out, bouncing off his stomach. A slight fear set in. I had only had two cocks in my life, both of which had been quite average in size, but, it would seem, my apprehension no longer mattered. John grabbed my head and pushed me down onto his monster. He had a slight musk that was intoxicating, and whatever fear I had melted away as I became infatuated with this man and his cock. I sucked on him for a long time until he pulled me back up to straddle him again. We kissed, sharing his musk as his massive dick rested between my cheeks. It was too much, I had to have him inside of me. I pulled him to his feet and lead him into the bedroom where he pushed me face down onto the mattress, spread my ass cheeks and began giving me the most incredible rim job of my life. He ate my smooth asshole with a passion I had never experienced. I could feel my hole opening up to him. He was preparing me for the fuck of my life, and I couldn’t wait. He licked up my back, dick once again resting in my crack, and began to suck on my ear, my most sensitive spot. As his tongue worked one ear and then the other, his hand pulled my head up and back, my hips began to grind against his, almost on their own, causing his dick to flirt with my hole. I saw the lube and condoms on my side table, squirted some lube into my hand and reached back to coat his gorgeous, throbbing cock. Without a second thought, I aimed it at my hole, and pushed my ass back on him. “Awwww fuck yeahhh boy, that’s so fuckin hot.” I couldn’t respond. His hand went to the back of my neck, pushing me into the bed as his cock continued to snake its way into me. He went slowly, allowing me to get used to it. I wasn’t a novice, but this was by far the biggest dick I had ever had, and it was intense. Finally I felt his pelvis resting against my ass, he was all the way inside me, and began grinding his hips around. I could feel his dick head deep inside me, rotating around making me feel things I had never felt before. A low moan escaped my lips. I spread my legs wider. I was ready. He grabbed my hips and pulled me onto all fours, I arched my back. “Hell yeah, white boy!” he said, and took the cue to start fucking me in earnest. He was deep dicking me with long, hard strokes, never taking his dick fully out of my ass, always on the brink. Each thrust forcing a “UHN!” out of me. His hands roamed my body, taking possession of me. Moving up my back to my shoulders, pulling me back up to him, his hand coming around to my neck, licking my ear, pulling me back for a kiss, all the while his huge dick tearing my ass up. I was putty in his hands, my body going where he put it. With one hand still on my throat his other traced down over my pecs, my tight belly, reaching to my hard cock which nobody had been paying any attention to until now. He held it, gave it a few strokes. I whimpered. He reached to my balls, and held them firmly. My head lolled, my body resigned to be an object of his pleasure. I was in heaven. I reached my hand down between my spread legs and back to feel his huge, raw dick pumping in and out of my ass. I had never been barebacked, and the knowledge that I was on my hands and knees taking the bare cock of a complete stranger up my ass was enough to make me shoot right there. Suddenly he pulled out and lay down on his back. I got another look at his enormous cock, glistening on his stomach. Without missing a beat I climbed onto him, straddled his hips, grabbed onto that big dick and sat down. I was plenty loose by now, and slid down his entire length. He let out a deep moan, and I went to work, working my hole on that big pole. He grabbed my dick and started jerking me off and, without warning, I couldn’t help it but come all over his chest and stomach. It was the most intense orgasm of my life, I felt it originating deep inside me and the release was thrilling. I collapsed on top of him, but he wasn’t finished. He pushed me off of him and onto my back. He scooped up some of the cum from his body, rubbed it on his cock, grabbed my ankles, pulled my legs wide and plunged his entire length into me. I cried out, but my cock betrayed my true feelings. Springing to life again, he looked at me and smiled. Leaning in close to my ear he growled “I knew it. From the moment you took me into that cab, I knew I’d be fucking your ass raw. I know your kind, you pretend to be good boys but what you really need is a man to show you what real sex is. I’m going to cum in your slutty ass, and you’re going to beg for it. Understand?” In response I hooked my legs around his waist, grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper inside me. He kissed me, and I sucked on his tongue like a lollipop. I needed this man to dominate me, and I wanted everything he had to give me. He began to fuck faster, deeper, stronger. His grunting became louder, breathing shallower and he asked me “Are you ready?” "Yes” I managed to gasp. “What do you want, slut?” “I want you to cum inside me! Please! Cum in my ass!” I spread my legs wider so he could get even deeper. “Aw fuck, fuckin HOT white boy I’m gonna make this ass MINE” and with that he came with a loud bellow deep inside me. I grabbed my dick and after a few quick strokes was spewing my second load of the night all over myself. He collapsed on to of me, gave me a few kisses, and climbed off. We lay there for a while, silently until he suggested we shower. We kissed some more in the shower, of course his dick got hard again. Without any words he turned me around, bent me over slightly and shoved that big cock in my now very sloppy ass. It didn’t take long, this time, until he was panting, grabbing onto my hips, and was finishing inside me once again. It felt good, to be used in this way. Surrendering control of ones own body to someone else to be used for their pleasure is someone I never got to experience with my boyfriends who were too “respectful.” I relished in the manliness of my partner for the night. We finished cleaning up and I said “Well, I know it’s late but you should be able to get a cab no problem.” “Oh, ha ha, I see. Well, if that’s how it’s going to be, we should get my roommate involved next time. He’s gonna be bummed he missed out playing with us: raw-fucking white boys is his faaaavorite.” “It was fun, 'though. It was good meeting you..." “… John.” “Right.”

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)

Where was I the day that memo went out? And how come nobody told me when I got back?? Using the internet as a hook up devise was supposed to make the act thereof a lot more easier. But it does not. It was supposed to Where was I the day that memo went out? And how come nobody told me when I got back?? Using the internet as a hook up devise was supposed to make the act thereof a lot more easier. But it does not. It was supposed to make it more convenient. But it does not. Right now, at this very moment I"m supposed to have more dick coming (...insert that joke here..) my way than I can handle. I should have a couple of dicks for every orifice, four dicks on deck, plus a line of dicks that trails out of my house and then down the block. But I do not. Instead, I have carpel tunnel syndrome, a boner and not one goddamn STD! So what gives?? Given the fact that there are multiple sites dedicated to this very thing was enough to make me believe it was easier. There are a multiple sites for a multitude of interests. There are sites for bare backing, sites for polys, sites for long term monogamous (...said quickly under a cough "doesn't exist!!") relationship hook ups...hell there are even still sites dedicated to just hooking up with no flavor at all. Yeah, I'm taking to you Adam4Adam. But it seems that the more specialized you get, the harder it becomes, and that within itself is counterintuitive. You would think that as you get closer and closer to those who share your interests, you eliminate those who aren't and that would be easier. But it does not. I remember a time when the only real guarantee of a possible hook up was on Friday and Saturday nights at this thing called a bar. Thats a place where old people used to go drink. At these given times it would be especially crowded and boys were cruisin' everywhere. And unless, god forbid, there was a drag show ("..that bitch really thinks she looks like Madonna...") you were getting laid. Plus it all happened in real time. I thought with the internet it would be happy hour 24 hours a day. But its not. You literally have a hook up life line thrown out against the winds every hour of everyday. I should have a dick an hour. But I don't. Don't even do the math adding a smartphone into the equation.....anytime, anywhere....they got an app for that. Using GPS technology, we even know exactly where they are when its hook up time (...but his profile says he is a bottom who hates kittens, so its not gonna work... ) Why? Is it because we're able to hide behind these screens and thusly become monsters. We reduce ourselves to our own lowest common denominator....a screen name (nightdepositbox13) and a profile pic. I've been lied to. I've been ghosted, which is nothing at all like what Patrick Swayze did to Demi Moore...not even close. I've been shamed. I swear on the life of Bette Midler this happened. I had been playing e-mail tag with a boy for a few days and finally the stars aligned and we were able to make a date. I did the three Ss (shit, shower, shave) and got dressed. I texted him, per his request, that I was about to leave. He replied suggesting we trade pics which was cool with me, I have no reason to worry. I hate it when people act conceited, so let me say it like this...I'm not ugly, far from it...I know this and don't dwell on it and I'm grateful, so thank you universe. Besides, I'm a gay man..I would know if I was ugly! The millisecond I hit send he replied 'No offense but don't come, its not you, you're attractive, no chemistry" which obviously reads "Be offended and don't come, its you, you're ugly, no chemistry". Which by the way, just in case he even comes remotely close to reading this let me say this "Just for the record...Honey, it was I who were swapping down, not you, it was I, and just so you know, and just so your children know....that was the night the lights went out—", ok never mind, you get it. I know that I can not take something like that personally. I don't know his life. Maybe his boyfriend showed up unexpectedly and he just needed to shut me down. Maybe the third in his polyamorous triad just tested positive....with pregnancy and he needed me to just go away. Or maybe he just didn't like the way my face was shaped. But its not just him. Its the way its all structured that does my head in. Someone will be online not looking and not able to host, but the next time they will offline looking and able to host (?), or they've changed from a top to a bottom not looking to host a host thats looking to not look. Its to much!! Then there is always the mother fucker who messages you, you message back, they message you, you message back, then they cease to exist in the known universe. Thats always fun and cool. I suppose the long list of shitty ways to treat other could go on and on… If I’m dissecting this frog correctly, I must dissect the whole frog….so maybe its me. After all, I am the least common denominator in all this. I’m the constant. I’m the one and only person who is present during all transactions. Is it the way I carry my "digital self" (thats not a sex toy, btw, but I wish that it were..)? Am I offensive, am I to aloof, am I to eager? I don't fucking know. Maybe I just have shitty luck? Maybe its just the way things are right now. Maybe its about to change? Maybe, maybe, maybe....I've had it up to here (points at sky) with the maybes. I know one thing for certain. If people would be nice and genuine as they would be if other people were in the same room, I wouldn't be sitting here having to bitch about it...I'd be somewhere with a nice 10 inch dick up my ass and a smile on my face. I also know people who hook up online all the time, so its not impossible. I know its happening. My partner and I opened our 8 year relationship up five months ago. We had talked about it since day one as we both don’t believe in monogamy and well…it was just time. Unbeknownst to me, our relationship had already been opened, but only on one end, on several occasions. And while yes, I do wish I could have been included in the memo and been allowed the same liberties he had, I couldn’t hold it against him for something I understood. I was not losing my best friend, best lover, and only but still the best fiancé I’ve ever had over this. So I made the decision for us that this time we were opening it up. It was a natural step designed to follow a natural progression while at the same time helping to keep us more honest and open. And its been beautiful. We’ve grown closer. Our personal sex life has grown exponentially and we’ve shared a few hot times. He has no problem hooking up at all. At our local cruise bar he will have caught three dicks by the time I’ve made three loops through the bar. He is amazing. And he scores online too, but even he admits that its not as easy as it should be. (But he still scores!) So since our local bathhouse is now closed and hanging out in bars is not appealing at all, that leaves me right back where I started. The fucking internet. Not using it means removing even the chance of hooking up, and thats a sucky option. If its truly the way I interact with people then I need to figure out what it is. I have an idea. Lets say that no matter what I’m asked my answer will always be “Can I cum in your mouth?”. You can’t mistake that for anything other than it is. Even if I’m asked “Are you available tonight?” I’ll reply “Can I come in your mouth?”. “What do you get into?”, “Can I come in your mouth?”. “Wanna have a threesome?”, “Can I come in your mouth“. I think this might work. Besides, it makes about as much sense as anything else! make it more convenient. But it does not. Right now, at this very moment I"m supposed to have more dick coming (...insert that joke here..) my way than I can handle. I should have a couple of dicks for every orifice, four dicks on deck, plus a line of dicks that trails out of my house and then down the block. But I do not. Instead, I have carpel tunnel syndrome, a boner and not one goddamn STD! So what gives?? Given the fact that there are multiple sites dedicated to this very thing was enough to make me believe it was easier. There are a multiple sites for a multitude of interests. There are sites for bare backing, sites for polys, sites for long term monogamous (...said quickly under a cough "doesn't exist!!") relationship hook ups...hell there are even still sites dedicated to just hooking up with no flavor at all. Yeah, I'm taking to you Adam4Adam. But it seems that the more specialized you get, the harder it becomes, and that within itself is counterintuitive. You would think that as you get closer and closer to those who share your interests, you eliminate those who aren't and that would be easier. But it does not. I remember a time when the only real guarantee of a possible hook up was on Friday and Saturday nights at this thing called a bar. Thats a place where old people used to go drink. At these given times it would be especially crowded and boys were cruisin' everywhere. And unless, god forbid, there was a drag show ("..that bitch really thinks she looks like Madonna...") you were getting laid. Plus it all happened in real time. I thought with the internet it would be happy hour 24 hours a day. But its not. You literally have a hook up life line thrown out against the winds every hour of everyday. I should have a dick an hour. But I don't. Don't even do the math adding a smartphone into the equation.....anytime, anywhere....they got an app for that. Using GPS technology, we even know exactly where they are when its hook up time (...but his profile says he is a bottom who hates kittens, so its not gonna work... ) Why? Is it because we're able to hide behind these screens and thusly become monsters. We reduce ourselves to our own lowest common denominator....a screen name (nightdepositbox13) and a profile pic. I've been lied to. I've been ghosted, which is nothing at all like what Patrick Swayze did to Demi Moore...not even close. I've been shamed. I swear on the life of Bette Midler this happened. I had been playing e-mail tag with a boy for a few days and finally the stars aligned and we were able to make a date. I did the three Ss (shit, shower, shave) and got dressed. I texted him, per his request, that I was about to leave. He replied suggesting we trade pics which was cool with me, I have no reason to worry. I hate it when people act conceited, so let me say it like this...I'm not ugly, far from it...I know this and don't dwell on it and I'm grateful, so thank you universe. Besides, I'm a gay man..I would know if I was ugly! The millisecond I hit send he replied 'No offense but don't come, its not you, you're attractive, no chemistry" which obviously reads "Be offended and don't come, its you, you're ugly, no chemistry". Which by the way, just in case he even comes remotely close to reading this let me say this "Just for the record...Honey, it was I who were swapping down, not you, it was I, and just so you know, and just so your children know....that was the night the lights went out—", ok never mind, you get it. I know that I can not take something like that personally. I don't know his life. Maybe his boyfriend showed up unexpectedly and he just needed to shut me down. Maybe the third in his polyamorous triad just tested positive....with pregnancy and he needed me to just go away. Or maybe he just didn't like the way my face was shaped. But its not just him. Its the way its all structured that does my head in. Someone will be online not looking and not able to host, but the next time they will offline looking and able to host (?), or they've changed from a top to a bottom not looking to host a host thats looking to not look. Its to much!! Then there is always the mother fucker who messages you, you message back, they message you, you message back, then they cease to exist in the known universe. Thats always fun and cool. I suppose the long list of shitty ways to treat other could go on and on… If I’m dissecting this frog correctly, I must dissect the whole frog….so maybe its me. After all, I am the least common denominator in all this. I’m the constant. I’m the one and only person who is present during all transactions. Is it the way I carry my "digital self" (thats not a sex toy, btw, but I wish that it were..)? Am I offensive, am I to aloof, am I to eager? I don't fucking know. Maybe I just have shitty luck? Maybe its just the way things are right now. Maybe its about to change? Maybe, maybe, maybe....I've had it up to here (points at sky) with the maybes. I know one thing for certain. If people would be nice and genuine as they would be if other people were in the same room, I wouldn't be sitting here having to bitch about it...I'd be somewhere with a nice 10 inch dick up my ass and a smile on my face. I also know people who hook up online all the time, so its not impossible. I know its happening. My partner and I opened our 8 year relationship up five months ago. We had talked about it since day one as we both don’t believe in monogamy and well…it was just time. Unbeknownst to me, our relationship had already been opened, but only on one end, on several occasions. And while yes, I do wish I could have been included in the memo and been allowed the same liberties he had, I couldn’t hold it against him for something I understood. I was not losing my best friend, best lover, and only but still the best fiancé I’ve ever had over this. So I made the decision for us that this time we were opening it up. It was a natural step designed to follow a natural progression while at the same time helping to keep us more honest and open. And its been beautiful. We’ve grown closer. Our personal sex life has grown exponentially and we’ve shared a few hot times. He has no problem hooking up at all. At our local cruise bar he will have caught three dicks by the time I’ve made three loops through the bar. He is amazing. And he scores online too, but even he admits that its not as easy as it should be. (But he still scores!) So since our local bathhouse is now closed and hanging out in bars is not appealing at all, that leaves me right back where I started. The fucking internet. Not using it means removing even the chance of hooking up, and thats a sucky option. If its truly the way I interact with people then I need to figure out what it is. I have an idea. Lets say that no matter what I’m asked my answer will always be “Can I cum in your mouth?”. You can’t mistake that for anything other than it is. Even if I’m asked “Are you available tonight?” I’ll reply “Can I come in your mouth?”. “What do you get into?”, “Can I come in your mouth?”. “Wanna have a threesome?”, “Can I come in your mouth“. I think this might work. Besides, it makes about as much sense as anything else!

This story is a combination of true events, furnished with extra details and embellished to make it hotter for all of you. So, enjoy, and be sure and let me know what you think; I would be happy to add more adventures! It was a Friday night. Payday, so you know where I was heading After work I made my way down to see my dealer, a big burly black man by the name of Clarence. I loved going to see Clarence, because Clarence had a thing for submissive little sissies like me! I made sure I had all my sissy gear I would need for the long weekend ahead as I knew visits to my dealer's house frequently lasted much longer than a few hours. But I was ready and willing. It had been a few weeks since I'd been able to score any Tina, due to my having spent too much of my previous paycheck on a sexy new outfit and a wonderful new silicon dildo. But now I was all Dressed up in my heels, corset, matching pink bra with my fake titties in, some sexy Pink panties and Pink yoga pants that showed off the nice round bubble butt Clarence loved so much. I had done my makeup to perfection, shaved smooth all over, cleaned out and ready to get wrecked. I pulled into Clarence's Driveway and took a deep breath. Here we go... My knock at his door was greeted by a deep voice from behind it. "Who is it?: the voice Demanded. "Just a little cockslut looking for her friend Tina." I replied in my best girly voice. The door opened, and a wave of thick smoke rolled out; I could smell good weed and Crystal. My clitty started to leak into my panties. "Come on in you little slut, we were just about to get this party started!" Clarence laughed as he grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. I could see several good looking black men who I had never met before lounging on the couch. They took turns taking rips off of Clarence's Tina bong that I loved so much. several blunts were also making their way around the room. A handsome mulatto handed me a blunt and said "Careful, I sprinkled some crystals in these motherfuckers, so take it easy fi you don't want to get too fucked up. By the way, I'm Tyrone." He smiled as I took the Tina-laced blunt from him and his eyes got wide when he saw me take three deep hits and let loose a flurry of little smoke rings. "I'm here to get fucked up and take any and all cocks all night baby, so don't worry about me. There's no such thing as too fucked up." Tyrone laughed and gave me a grin that went ear to ear. "Oooh baby, we gonna have a good time with you tonight!" Clarence had come up behind me while I was talking to Tyrone, and with one swift movement, he picked me up like a rag doll and tossed me onto the bed in the corner. "let me introduce you to my boys. You seem to have met Tyrone already. These other young bucks here are Jamal, Billy, and Jake the Snake. Now I know your bitch ass is clean as a whistle, but tonight if you want these cocks, youre gonna have to join our little club." Clarence smiled at me as I lay spread on the bed, ogling the fine specimens of man meat in front of me, and I could tell by the growing bulges in their pants that they liked what they saw too. "all of my boys here are Poz, you know what that means, don't you slut?" my eyes widened and I nodded. I had told Clarence about my secret fantasy of finally letting him convert me, I just hadn't expected him to work out a party like this though. "I want you to acknowledge that once you get one of our cocks in your hole, there's no going back. By the end of this adventure, you will be our little Poz Slutboi slave. You will be bred by all of us tonight, and you will take the load of anyone I say, whenever I say. Do you accept slut?" "Yes Daddy, I want to be your fuckhole, a slave to Black Cock and Poz cum." Was my reply. Clarence smiled his evil smile and nodded to Jamal. Jamal stood up, he was shorter and stockier than Tyrone and Clarence, but I could tell from the shape in this pants that he was packing some serious Black Cock. "Does this bitch take piss?" he asked Clarence. "She does what I say man, and I say she does." "You heard the man you little whore, get on your knees." Trembling with excitement (Clarence knew I loved to take Tina piss) I dropped to my knees at Jamal's feet and opened my mouth as wide as I could. Jamal unzipped his fly and pulled out his thick uncut cock. I guessed it was about 9" long and thick as a coke can. once his cock was free, I leaned forward and took the tip in my mouth, savoring the taste of his foreskin. My tongue sliding between the sheath and head of his beautiful Black Cock as I took the tip completely into my mouth. Jamal moaned as I felt the first of his precious Tina piss start to flow into my mouth. Not wanting to waste a single drop I began to suck and swallow his golden drug laced piss as fast as I could. He had a lot to give, so it took all my skill not to let it overflow and waste any. By the time Jamal's bladder was empty my head was spinning from the massive rush I was experiencing. The guys must have been parTying for a few days prior to my arrival, because his T piss was STRONG! By this point my panties are soaked with my sissy juice and I'm begging for more. "Let's give this bitch what she wants boys!" Clarence boomed, giving the signal for Tyrone, Billy and Jake to join in the fun. Tyrone's cock was a beautiful veiny 10" fuckstick, not as thick as Jamal's, but with a fat mushroom head with yummy looking foreskin. Billy was sporting a semi-hard 9" uncut tool that dripped thick ropes of precum constantly. Clarence of course had a gorgeous 11" cock with a fat head and pronounced veins. I had taken his beautiful Black fuckstick to the hilt on many occasions, so I knew These other guys would be no problem. "I bet you're wondering how ol' Jake here got his name, huh," Clarence asked "Hes something of a freak of nature, maybe its best if you just see for yourself." Clarence gave Jake a nod, and the statuesque black god dropped his pants. My jaw must have hit the floor, because I was looking at the biggest, thickest, blackest monster cock I had ever seen. Not even my biggest toys would have prepared me for this Anaconda. Jake's massive Black tool hung 10" flaccid with thick foreskin that barely covered the bulbous cockhead I could see peeking out. His heavy low-hanging balls caught my attention, the size of small oranges and undoubtedly filled with delicious black sperm. Jake began to slowly work his shaft to its full glory, as the others gathered around me and started to rub their cocks on my face. My mouth instinctively opened as I bathed in the scent of their cocks. Tyrone took his place in front of me and shoved his now rock-hard cock in my waiting mouth. As I began to work his cockhead with my tongue, My hands found the cocks of Jamal and Billy, while Clarence ripped a hole in my yoga pants so that they could get at my fuckhole. Jake, who's Anaconda had reached full size stood off to the side, a full 14" of meat stood straight out from his muscled body, The girth of that monster I could only guess had to be at least 3 inches wide, with a head that probably exceeded that. I was glad that Clarence would keep me full of Tina and poppers for the next few days, So I relaxed and accepted my fate. I felt at home on my knees serving the cocks of my big Black Masters. Clarence told Jake to mix me up a strong booTy bump, and my clitty leaked when I felt his fingers on my hole. He spit on my boipussy and began to loosen me up with his fingers. Through my nightly solo fuck sessions with my toys at home, my hole reacted with practiced ease, opening to his advances, almost sucking at his fingers, begging for more. Jake approached with the syringe. It looked like Clarence had him mix the Tina with My favorite Cum-Lube, and he had a big load for me it looked like! Jake handed Clarence the drugs and then joined the circle of cocks around me, taking Billy's place as Billy replaced Tyrone in my mouth. Clarence pushed the syringe into my hungry pussy hole and deposited the thick gooey drug-laced lube deep inside me. "You better not lose a drop bitch," he warned "If any leaks out, I'm taking it out on your ass!" Clarence withdrew the cumtube and I clenched my hole to prevent any precious Tina from escaping. "Good girl," he said "keep in in till I say otherwise slut. that's an order." I could already feel the stimulant absorbing into my bloodstream, making me hornier than I ever thought possible. I began to moan around Billy's thick cock as I took him in my throat. It felt so good to have his balls slapping my chin as he face fucked me. the precum that perpetually flowed from his shaft tasted so good, and I tried to swallow as much as i could, but there was so much, and he was fucking my mouth violently, so some dripped from my chin and onto my fake tits, splattering onto my pink bra and making my tits all slippery. I took advantage of the extra fuck lube to work the cocks in my hands, switching from Tyrone to Jamal, and trying to fit my other hand around Jake's Impossibly huge Cock. "let me have a shot at her pussy" Tyrone said "Its about time I showed this little cocktease what this thing can do to a hungry hole like that." "Have at 'er bud" Clarence replied with a smile, " I want to see her try to fit Jake's famous hole-wrecker in her mouth." He laughed as Jake took a position in front of me while Tyrone moved around behind, and pressed his fat cockhead against my hole. My ass was twitching with anticipation, as I stretched my mouth wide to try and accept Jake's massive tool. I was barely able to fit the monstrous head of his cock into my mouth, but Clarence came around with a fresh bottle of poppers and made me take four deep hits to loosen me up. I was then able to work the first few inches in and out of my mouth, my throat beginning to stretch painfully. But I didn't care, I was just a set of holes to be fucked and filled with seed. Both my hand were now needed to work the rest of Jake's massive length, So Billy and Jamal stood back and began to load more crystal into Clarence's big bong. A single drop of the previously inserted booTy bump dribbled down my smooth sissy balls. Tyrone scooped up the leak with his cock and began to rub his head against my hole. "Looks like we got a leak here Clarence, Want me to teach this slut a lesson?" Clarence looked me in the eyes and spoke two words to Tyrone witch made me certain I was in for one wild ride. "Wreck her." Tyrone needed no further instructions, and thrust his thick veined fuckstick into my pre-lubed and hungry boipussy, sliding in balls deep with one stroke. I let out a muffled moan of ecstasy around Jake's monster cock, as Tyrone slowly began to withdraw his cock, till I felt his thick head pop out and my hole gaped. Tyrone's cockhead was a good deal thicker than his shaft, so it made the most delicious feeling as it popped in and out of my dripping sluthole, scooping up cumlube that bubbled up from my hungry ass. As he began to get into his fuck-groove, his cockhead rubbed my P spot in such a way that my little clitty began to spurt little ropes of pre with each stroke, beginning to pool in my tattered yoga pants, making a big wet spot and dripping down my legs. I felt so feminine, being used by five beautiful Big Black Cocks! Clarence could see that I was having trouble handling Jake's tool, so he mercifully told him to swap places with Jamal so he could hit the bong. As he pulled his massive black snake from my throat I gasped and quickly began moaning with pleasure from the hard Fucking I was receiving on the other end. As Jamal began his assault on my helpless throat, I felt Tyrone's pace begin to increase. "Are you ready for your first load of the night bitch?" Tyrone grunted, his strokes getting harder and shorter, betraying how close he was to shooting his hot seed in me. Jamal removed his fuckstick from my mouth just long enough for me to say "Please breed me Daddy! Give me that Black Seed!" That was all Tyrone needed, as he thrust once more balls deep into my hole, Hist fat cockhead pushing past my second ring of muscle to reach a full 10" inside of me. I could feel his cock thicken and twitch as he began to pump his hot Toxic load into my hole. "Take my Toxic sperm you whore!" he shouted as his balls emptied out into me. I could almost feel the Poz sperm working it's way into my guts, converting me, making me a worthless cum dump for these Black Gods of Cock. "Who wants next?" Tyrone panted, his cock, still hard stayed lodged deep in my hole, keeping his load secure. Billy stepped forward, dripping fuckstick throbbing in his hand. "Yo, let me at that hole bro, I wanna know if her ass is as good as her mouth." "Aight, but first things first, I gotta piss now, and since I'm already balls deep in this ho, why not empty out right here!" I felt a burning deep inside me as Tyrone let loose a torrent of Chem Piss into my pussy. I began to feel full and his Toxic T piss tingled In my ass as my head began to spin. I was barely able to concentrate on Jamal's cock in my mouth. Now drained of Poz seed and piss, Tyrone pulled his cock from my sloppy hole, the huge uncut head popping from my hole with a wet sound. Clarence had come up with a cup to catch any cum and piss that were sure to flow from my well-fucked ass, when Tyrone's cock popped free, I squirted a good deal of his piss and cum into the cup. "Let's save that for later" Clarence said, and poured the mixture into a large jar he had on the table. My boipussy ached to be filled again, and I moaned and begged for someone to fuck me. Billy took up his place, and lined up his dripping shaft with the gaping cunt I had developed. "I hope you're ready bitch, Cuz I'm not stoppin' 'till I breed that whore cunt of yours!" I felt Billy's thick shaft penetrate my pussy, and my mind went blank, I was just a pussy to be fucked, and I loved it! The piss and cum Tyrone had left in me squished around Billy's shaft as he pounded me, his own Toxic precum mixing with the other fluids that had been pumped into me, every stroke of his cock made delicious wet slurping noises, and I began to feel that one cock wasn't enough now. "please double fuck me Daddy, I need to feel two of your big Black Cocks inside me at once!" I begged Clarence, "Stretch my pussy to the limit!" Together, the boys moved me to the bed and I straddled Billy, taking his shaft in one smooth stroke, and Clarence positioned himself above me and lined his cock up with my hole. I moaned while Jamal fed me more poppers and shotgunned Tina smoke into my mouth. Clarence began to push his fat uncut tool in alongside Billy's Cock. It was good that Billy pumped out so much precum, As my hole was sloppy with it, and Clarence easily got his mushroom cap in alongside the dripping shaft in my hole. As I felt him begin to piston his 11" monster into me Billy also started to pump in and out. Soon the sound of hard sloppy fucking and lewd moans filled the room. Two cocks in my ass, and I still wanted more. Seeing that I was ready for them, Jamal and Jake took up positions on each side and I took turns taking their cocks in my mouth and stroking their huge black shafts. The tightness of my boipussy was causing Clarence and Billy to sweat, Their fucking increasing to a frenzied pace. I saw the warning signs and felt their cocks twitch and spasm together, both releasing torrents of Toxic Poz Jizz into my fertile cunt. When I felt the explosion of their combined orgasms in my guts, my clitty began to flow. Girlcum squirting from my clitty with each stoke or their cocks as they worked their loads into the walls of my boipussy. Spent for the moment, Clarence and Billy withdrew their cocks and Tyrone was there to catch the Seed that tried to leak out of my now stretched and ruined asscunt. This was added to the jizz jar on the table. Feeling empty again, I knew I had to have Jamal next, I'd been eyeing his fat shaft all night. "Come on big boy, I need your cum in me now" I moaned seductively to Jamal, giving his cockhead a long lick and a kiss as I looked up into his eyes. "Oh, I'm gonna wreck that pussy bitch, You're gonna need a good stretching to get you ready for my boy Jake! Hes been itching to see how much of his Bitch Destroyer you can get up into you." Jamal Gave me a slap on the ass and moved around to get his cock in place. Clarence and Billy were laying back on the couch passing another Tina blunt, and Tyrone was mixing me up another big booTy bump. "You're gonna need it for ol' Jake the Snake here, And just so you know, hes been off his meds for a while now, so my homie is Toxic as fuck by now!" The thought of Jake's monster shaft Wrecking me all night in a drug-fueled fuck haze really got me going, and I backed myself onto Jamal's Big Black Cock. The double fucking had loosened me up enough to take Jamal's Coke can thickness without too much trouble, and I was bouncing up and down on his shaft in no time. I could feel every vein and contour of his cock as I took his full length with each stroke, His hips bucking in time with my pace so that his cum-filled balls slapped my ass with a hypnotic rhythm. Clarence blew smoke in my mouth before Jake stuffed it with his impossibly large cock, and Billy held a bottle of poppers to each nostril so I was forced to take hits till he removed them. After six or seven hits my vision began to get foggy and I had no control of my body. I was a ragdoll in the hands of these Black Beasts, just a toy to be used and filled with Poz Seed. "I'm ready for round two" Tyrone declared, his 10" fuckstick now returned to its full throbbing glory "I wonder if the bitch can take three at a time" Clarence said, more to himself than anyone in particular, but Billy seemed to relish the thought. "My dick's ready to go again, why not see what the can take. Gotta get her ready for Jake too, So It's probably a good idea." I was pretty much unconscious from the pleasure overload I was receiving at this point, so I couldn't have objected, even if I wanted to. Jamal scooted down to the edge of the bed, with me still impaled on his shaft. Tyrone got up on the bed and slid in easily. Now, Billy stood in position and began to push his cock into my already overstuffed pussy. With an audible pop that send shivers down my spine Billy's fuckstick slid in next to those of Tyrone and Jamal. I let out my loudest moan yet and felt my clitty start to flow again. I figured I must have been dry by now, but I guess I was wrong As the three Monster cocks began to pump in and out of my stretched and ruined hole I could feel my P spot Working overtime, sissy juice spurted from my clitty all over Jamal's Stomach and I squealed with pure pleasure. Clarence had moved around to dangle his semi-hard Blacksnake in front of my face, teasing me. "I figured you could use some refreshment slut" he said as he began to piss into my waiting mouth. Not wanting to spill any, I latched onto his cockhead and started sucking and swallowing his Toxic Chem Piss. I managed to swallow every last drop, and now I was truly feeling the rush now. All done pissing, Clarence wiped his cock off all over my face and gave me a few good slaps with it for good measure, then returned with the poppers. The feeling of three Big Black Cocks pounding my boipussy was only enhanced my my Tina rush and the poppers that Clarence fed me, my hole getting sloppier and sloppier by the minute. "Aw shit, I'm gonna but in this bitch's Hole soon!" Gasped Jamal "You ready for this Pox nut bitch?" "Mmmmmfffffff!" was all I could manage with Jake's huge cockhead stuffing my mouth, but Jamal (correctly) Interpreted it to mean "Yes Daddy, Fill me with your Toxic Sperm!" "Here it comes slut!" Jamal grunted with each stroke, and with one final push, lodged his cock balls deep and unloaded his poison all over the cocks of Tyrone and Billy as they continued to piston into my ass. The added lubrication of Jamal's load caused the others to quicken their pace, and soon they both added their second load each into my now abused and broken cunt. Clarence was quick to catch the tidal wave of sperm that burst forth when the boys pulled out, and now, the jar was getting full. I lay exhausted on the bed, my destroyed boipussy twitching, feeling so empty and still hungry for more. "Well boys,it looks like its time for big Jake to have his way with this little skank" Clarence said to the gang, "think she's ready?" Jake stood up, all 14" of glorious uncut cock throbbing and dripping, the syringe with my next booTy bump in his hands. "Ready or not, here I come..." To be continued!!! Hey guys, If you liked my story and want to hear more installments of my Sissy adventures, let me know. Be sure to let me know any if there are any ideas you would like to share, situations or fantasies I can weave into my story. Anyway, enjoy, and let me know if you want more!!!

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Include me too. But I want to be stripped naked and then forced to be their Tranny, shaving me and dressing me up to be their cum slut, sticking me on a fuck machine with huge dildo stretching my hole into an open pussy with big swollen ass lips.

Regardless of what your personal views are, wow4761, the Republican Party has consistently taken official positions against the gay community and actively worked to make our lives worse. If you are offended by people generalizing, I would suggest you put that energy into dragging that portion of your party's positions into the 21st Century instead of getting angry at gay people for their entirely justifiable anger.

LOUISVILLE - Anonymous hotel cumdump scene. First load was from a 40 year old 8.5 cock. Great fuck, liked to get deep and came with his cock buried all the way inside of me. Second load was from a fuck-buddy that used to breed me often when I lived here, he's now about 50. Third load came about 2 minutes after the second load, another fuck buddy from when I lived here. He's in his late 20's. Fourth load was from a Grindr guy, late-twenties as well. Last load was from a smoking hot 30 year old muscle boy. We ended up chatting a bit and might hook up Saturday. I'm sure my hole was flooded because Top # 3 texted me afterwards and said my hole was dripping cum when he fucked me... and that was only 2 loads in at that point!

Alex got back in the sling and got himself settled as the next guy in line stepped up. This guy was muscled up with a shaved head and a thick goatee. And he was hot as hell. But there was something about him that seemed familiar to Daddy Max. He had a good sized 8 inch cock with a thick PA and both of his nipples were pierced. He also had a large biohazard tat around his belly button. The stud looked at Max, winked at him, and said in a deep, masculine voice, “Max, you look good.” It was the voice that triggered it. “Roger, is that you?” “You better believe it stud,” he replied. The 2 daddies laughed out loud and hugged each other. “It’s been years,” Max said. “Just got back to town recently,” Roger replied. “We’ll have to get together soon and catch up. This isn’t exactly the time or place for it.” “You’re right about that,” Max replied, “There’s a boy here in need of your poz cum.” “Oh, he’s getting more than that, I’m full blown now.” “Ooooooooh yeah,” Alex moaned. “Looks like you have an anxious boy on your hands, Max.” “He knows what he wants, and right now, it’s your big Aids cock and that thick PA inside him.” Max replied. “Let’s see what kind of damage I can do to that sweet boy cunt. Don’t want to leave this to chance,” Roger countered. He stepped up to the sling and used a hand to get some of the jizz that was running out of Alex’s well fucked hole. He slicked up his thick Aids cock and PA and said, “Hang on, I’m coming in.” He worked the PA and head inside the open hole, grabbed Alex by the hips, and slammed his cock all the way in. “GODDAMN!” Alex exclaimed as the thick cock rammed deep inside him. It wasn’t that it hurt, much, as it took his breath away. Roger started fucking him hard, slamming in every time and pulling back til just the PA was left in. He rammed in and out over and over, giving him a good, rough fuck. “UNGH, Fuck yeah, let me have it! Tear that ass up!” Alex said, letting Daddy Max know that the PA was probably doing some damage. He kept up that steady pace for several minutes, pounding him good. “You still good for a couple of loads?” Max asked Roger. “Oh yeah, I’ll dump a couple in your boy here, walk around for awhile, then probably dump one more before I’m done.” Alex grinned at that, then grimaced as he slammed his cock in him and obviously hit a sore spot. “Let’s just say it’s a good thing you just got double fucked, boy,” Roger commented. “You’ll bleed a little bit from this, but not like you would if I was your first cock of the night.” He could feel his first load building up and didn’t see any reason to delay it since he was going to keep fucking. “You ready for Aids load #1 boy?” “Oh yes Sir, please give it to me, please dump that toxic load inside me.” “Getting close boy, gonna breed you good, but it ain’t over yet. Not by a long shot.” He never sped up, just kept up the same pace, ramming in and out, but finally roared, “FUCK YEAH, TAKE MY AIDS CUM!!!” as he rammed home and stayed there, pumping his first load of the night. It was intense after such a hot, hard fuck. He stayed still for a couple of minutes letting his balls unload, then, with his cock still rock hard, started fucking again. He seemed to be taking it a little easier, but was still plowing in and out pretty well. He kept fucking in and out of Alex’s used cunt, churning up all the cum that was inside him, slamming his thick PA into the inner walls doing more damage. Alex’s cock was rock hard and leaking pretty heavily from all the abuse his hole was getting. Daddy Max noticed this and leaned down to Alex’s ear. “I know you’ve cum 3 times tonight, but all without touching yourself. Now that your hands are free, I’m sure you’d like to jack out a load.” Sensing he was whispering for a reason, Alex just nodded. “Since my buddy Roger is doing you such a favor by breeding you with his Aids cum, why don’t we make his 2nd orgasm something to write home about?” Again, Alex nodded. “His nipples are hard wired to his cock and if I get behind him and start working them, it’s going to turn him on big time. If you jack off and shoot while he’s fucking you, you’re asshole is going to literally squeeze his 2nd load out. How about it, you game?” Alex didn’t nod this time, he turned his head and kissed his daddy. “Good boy. Give me a couple of minutes to start working him, and then go for it.” He kissed Daddy Max again and started playing with his own nipples. Max stood back up and walked over to Roger, who was still plowing good and steady. “I do appreciate what you’re doing for my boy here.” “Your boy, huh?” Roger asked. “We still have to work out a few details, but yeah.” He reached up with both hands and turned Roger’s head to the side, giving him a deep kiss. While he was doing that, he started running his hand all around Roger’s chest. He broke off the kiss and got behind Roger, reaching around with both hands to his chest. He rubbed around some, then found both nipples and started playing with them. He had known Roger for a long time and knew what he liked. Hell, Roger was the one who pozzed him. Even before he got his nipples pierced, playing with them turned him on. Now that they were pierced, he was sure it was even more so. He pulled on the rings in them and pinched the nips, really working them. “OH FUCK YEAH!!!” Roger blurted out, obviously very into it. Alex knew that was his cue, so he used all the precum on his cock and started jacking off. He was so turned on by the 1st load of Aids cum, plus the fact that he was about to get a 2nd load, that he knew it wasn’t going to take long. Daddy Max kept working his nips and they could tell he was fucking harder now. “Oh yeah, give me that 2nd load! Fucking fill my cunt up with your Aids cum. Convert me you stud!” Alex said. He was getting close jacking on his cock, getting ready to shoot possibly his last neg load. He kept working his cock, feeling his balls draw up. Roger was plowing him good when Alex came. “FUCK, I’m cumming with your Aid cock in me!” he cried out. Same as last time, he had a couple of weak spurts from his cock and then some cum dribbled out, but mostly his cock jerked in his hand as if it was cumming. The important thing was he had a huge orgasm and his cunt clamped down on the thick Aids cock that was inside him. As soon as he yelled out he was cumming, Max clamped down hard on both nipples at about the same time Alex’s used hole clamped down on Roger’s cock. “AARRGGHH!” Roger roared as he unexpectedly blew his 2nd load into Alex. He just managed to slam his cock home one last time before he emptied his balls again. He pumped his 2nd Aids load deep inside Alex, knowing some of it would get in his system. When he fucked hard with his PA, they always bled. He’d lost count of how many guys he’d converted over the years. But it always turned him on, especially when they wanted it as bad as Max’s new boy did. He and Max had some good times when they were together. Alex was one lucky boy. When Roger’s load finally subsided, he slowly pulled his cock out. “Well, look there, I believe I see some bloody cum on my cock,” he said. He walked around to Alex’s head, “Care to clean my cock off for me boy?” Alex opened his mouth wide so Roger could feed him the cock that had just fucked him. He sucked on the softening cock tasting Roger’s cum and his blood and ass. Once his cock was clean, he leaned down and gave Alex a big kiss on his lips, then turned to Max and gave him a kiss as well. “We will definitely have to do this again soon. Give me a call once he converts and we’ll all get together for some more fun.” “You got yourself a deal,” Max replied.

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Good story, revenge and punishment is one entirely understandable reason for stealthing someone (unless you're stealthing innocents, which I don't get). I also understand the guys that reckon that becoming Poz is inevitable because of their behaviour. The poor, sad gay kid who thinks he's joining a big friendly loving Poz family where he will no longer be bullied I'm sorry for. The subs (male or female) who are so imprinted on their masters that they will share their disease with them, I'm not so sure about. But where does this leave me, THINKING about stealthing comparative innocents? Fuck Mary bare last night and Jane bare tonight; they're both tarts, they're both a dangerous but unquantifiable risk, neither of them expect any better of me; but I get off on imagining in my mind's eye, Mary's bugs jumping up and down on my willy, as I slide it into Jane! Am I just as dirty, malicious and murderous a fucker as the rest on here, advocating spreading disease, accepting disease as a good thing, and offering to Poz up everybody's wives girlfriends and whores? Likes on this post will count as a "Yes" to that last question!

Part 10 I unlocked my door and walked in, dropping my bag when I saw Sir sitting there. “Hello, Joey.” “Hi Sir. What are… How’d you..” I trailed off. “I really don’t even need to ask do i?” He smiled and shook his head, “No boy, you really don’t. Open your bag.” I looked at him, confused. “My bag, why?” The smile faded and was replaced with a look of slow burning anger. “OPEN IT.” I opened my bag, and handed it to him, realizing too late why he demanded it. He took the bag, and removed the paper bag from it. He looked back to me and only smiled. “I know why you did this boy.” “I’m scared Sir.” “I know boy. Open your door.” “My door, but…” “The more you challenge, the worse it’ll be for you. Do it.” I opened the door part way and looked for approval. Not getting anything, I opened it all the way. “Now tell me why you are not wearing your clothes from this morning. I specifically directed you not to change.” I detailed fully, with guys walking down the hall, what had happened earlier, the gang bang in the bathroom, the bitch being given my shirt and shorts and me getting his clothes. All the while I could feel people watching and listening. Sir nodded approvingly. “Brother Robert gave me a full report of what happened and that you followed directions fairly well. I’m very proud that you have brought another boy into the fold already, on your first day. I will be meeting the bitch later on to test him out.” “Brother Robert? He…” “You NEVER use a Brother’s name boy. You do not have that privilege.” “Sir, I am sorry.” “Strip to your jockstrap. Let’s see how you are looking.” “Strip? But the door is…” “Open, yes I’m aware of that. But the guys who’ve been standing there listening to your story don’t care if you strip, do you guys?” I started to turn but Sir stopped me, “Eyes on me Joey.” I took off all of my clothes except the jockstrap, hearing the guys behind me laugh. Sir eyed me and reached behind me and stuck a finger in my ass. “Tight and wet. Good boy.” “Your next lesson begins now Joey. And will prepare you for your next adventure. Get on the bed, next to me, on your knees.” I did as I was told. Sir then verbally and physically manipulated me until I was in the position he wanted. Face down in a pillow, back arched and ass up in the air. I heard a voice from the doorway, “Damn I’d love a piece of that.” Sir said, “That’s what he is here for. But it’ll cost you.” The voice said, “I don’t have enough.” Sir responded, “He’s on discount right now. $1 a fuck.” I groaned, realizing what Sir thought of me. “Shut the fuck up Joey. You made over three grand last night. You can make yourself affordable to these nice young men. You boys interested or not?” I saw a dollar drop in front of the pillow and felt a cock at my ass. For what seemed like hours, I felt multiple guys fuck me and an incessant burning in my ass as loads were dumped in me. Sir made me turn and look at him and I saw my phone in his hand, recording my ass being bred over and over. “Tell the men watching this who you are.” “My name is Joey Collins.” “Now tell them what you are.” “I’m a… I’m a cumdump. I take any load, any where, any time.” As I said that, another guy unloaded in me and I moaned from the burning in my ass. After the string of guys ended, I heard Sir say, “Get up and close the door.” I walked to the door, cum dripping down my leg, and closed the door. I walked back to Sir and kneeled at his feet. “Give me your pill bag boy.” I reached to the bag which had fallen on the floor and handed it to him. He took the bottles out and looked at them. “So these help prevent you from getting infected? You want to reject my gift to you and the gifts from Him, and Marquise and Brother Robert? And however many other tainted loads you’ve taken?” I looked at him and nodded. “I don’t want to get sick Sir. I don’t want to get AIDS.” He smiled at me. “The thing is Joey, you’ve been committed to this. My Sir has already selected you as his next offering to Our Lord Lucifer. So you are going to take these pills, and one by one, you are going to crush them, just as your hopes of not getting infected will be crushed.” He handed me the bottles and sat and watched. He recorded me as I poured the pills out onto a book. He recorded me, making me apologize to each of the known men who’ve given me toxic loads for rejecting their gifts. When I finished, he made me refill the bottles with the crushed life saving pills. “Now boy, put those on your desk where you will see them every morning and night.”

Part 7 “Put those shorts on bitch, we’re far from done.” I felt sort of sorry for the kid, but remembering him choking me with his stinking cock and threatening to knock my teeth out eased my sympathy. I looked at the time and saw it was almost 1:00 and realized, looking at the scrap of paper in my hand that in 16 hours I had taken a total of 90 loads in my ass and at least one down my throat. Almost 6 an hour, 1 almost every 10 minutes. In a deep, dark area of my mind, I heard what sounded like my voice say, “More.” What the hell? I realized too late that I had missed my science class and, “FUCK” I muttered aloud, getting the attention of those around me. I realized I had missed our midterm. I ran to my professor’s office and knocked on the door. “Come in,” I heard Professor James say from his office. I opened the door and found him sitting behind his desk, the stack of midterms from my class on his desk. I started to say something, only now realizing how sore my throat was from the bitch (I was already starting to forget his name.) “Hi professor, can I talk to you for a few minutes?” “Sure, Mr. Collins. Sit down, but I’m going to tell you now, the answer is no you cannot,” he said with a stern smile on his face. “I am so sorry Professor, I was really sick this morning and could not get out of bed. I’m fucked if I can’t get this test.” “That language, and that pathetic attempt at lying, insult me Mr. Collins. If there’s nothing more you have to say that might change my mind, you can get up and leave.” “I’m sorry professor, I’ve just been through a lot recently and my mind is a little messed up right now. Is there any way to earn some of the points from the test?” “You know Mr. Collins, you seem like a semi-intelligent young man, plus I understand you’re the Captain of the baseball team here on campus, so you must be pretty talented on the field,” he cocked his head slightly after I flinched at the mention of the baseball team. He continued, “I’m not quite sure why you missed the test, or what is you’re going through. However, while I do feel some empathy for you, it does not seem like there’s enough information to decide what I should do.” “Information? What kind of information?” “Perhaps the truth, to start, about why you missed my class and why you deserve special treatment?” “Well, like I said, I’ve been going through some stuff recently…” The professor stopped me with a wave of his hand, “Joey, isn’t it? I frankly don’t care about you alluding to going through stuff. We all go through stuff. But we can’t expect the world to cater to us when it gets hard. So unless you have something else to say, or offer to me, then I have a large stack of midterms from students who actually are responsible enough to show up for class.” I stood up and turned to leave and could feel his eyes on the back of my head. Something hit me slowly and I turned back around. “What do you mean offer you?” He stared back at me and simply said, “I’m not sure what you mean.” “You said if I have nothing else to offer you.” He looked at me coldly and said, “Don’t read anything into that Mr. Collins. I only meant proof of why I should give you a special favor.” I set my backpack down on the floor next to his desk and he just watched me, not saying or doing anything. “What do you want professor? What’s it going to cost me?” Professor curled his lips into a smirk and said, “How dare you, get the hell out of my office.” I took my shirt off and the smirk turned into a frown. “What the hell are you doing? Leave now, or I’m calling security.” I walked to the door and locked it, unbuttoning my pants as I walked back. He picked up the phone and dialed, I unzipped and pushed the pants down. His eyes dropped to my jockstrap and became glued. He froze, mid-dial and put the phone down. The smile turned to a snarl. “You pathetic faggot, you thinking stripping for me will make me change my mind?” I stepped out of my pants and turned around, showing him my ass. “What grade do you expect to get on your midterm, boy?” I turned my head and looked at him, “At least an 80.” Professor cocked his head, “Let’s see. You want 80 points, I think you’re gonna have to work hard to earn that. I’m thinking 5 points a fuck should be some good work for you.” “5? You…yes, Professor. 5 points a fuck.” “Bend over the desk and lift a knee onto it. Show me this cunt of yours that you think is so special.” I assumed the position he ordered and felt a thumb press onto it. “Tight, just like I like it. When was your last fuck boy?” “30 minutes ago, I think.” “You little slut, that’s why you missed your test.” The thumb jammed in my ass and I yelped in pain. “You didn’t show up for class because you were getting fucked?” “Yes, professor.” The thumb was removed and replaced by two fingers, stretching me open and leading to a groan of pain. “Was it your boyfriend? Another guy on the baseball team?” “I…I don’t know who it was.” “You what? How do you not know who fucked you?” A third finger slowly slid in. “It was a, a, gangbang professor. I got fucked by a bunch of guys in the bathroom, only saw two of them.” “You are so fucking slutty. Spreading your ass for anyone?” I looked at the door and said nothing. My head was pulled back, “I asked you a question.” “Yes, professor.” The fingers were ripped from my ass and I felt a small cock head push in. The dick had to be maybe 4, possibly 5 inches long at most, and very small around.” In less then 5 minutes I was putting my pants back on, feeling the professor’s cum leak out a little from my ass. The professor handed me a blank test and said, “Bring this back tomorrow during office hours. We’ll get you your 80 points. Get out.” I turned and walked out

Cum pig here looking for ALL loads but gifters are especially welcum! Dirtier and more toxic that seed the better! I literally just tested neg via a rapid test and still not preggers. I can host or travel. I have a sling, poppers, and basic toys if hosting plus a private house to noise and whatnot is not an issue. I do not PNP!

Part 3 I woke up I don't know how many hours later to the feeling of hot piss being sprayed onto my sissy tits and face. Instinctively, my mouth opened to accept this gift, but I kept my eyes closed, wondering if I could guess who it was by the taste. The golden nectar that filled my mouth was extremely strong, making my head spin as I swallowed one, two, then three mouthfuls. I had tasted T-piss from each one of the guys the night before, and I had narrowed it down to either Tyrone or Clarence, so once the stream stopped i continued to hold my eyes shut tight and offered to clean the cock of the one who had woken me up in such a wonderful way. I immediately felt him push his big fat mushroom tip into my waiting mouth. Once felt the foreskin covering it with my tongue I recognized the cock as belonging to Tyrone, so I swirled my tongue around all over his cockhead before slipping it in between his foreskin and mushroom tip, literally tongue-fucking the skin covering his fat head, knowing how much uncut guys loved that move. Tyrone moaned in approval and I felt a spurt of precum ooze directly onto my tongue. Tyrone reached down and grabbed a handful of my blonde hair, still filthy from the pis and cum shower I had gotten before bed, and began to fuck my sissy mouth with a slow, steady pace, allowing me to relax my throat and take him deeper with each thrust. I am proud of my cocksucking talent, having had lots and lots of practice, so I was able to take nearly all of his veiny ten inches pretty easily. It only took a minute or two of deep-dicking before the rammed the last inch down my throat and held me there as I felt my first load of the day being squirted directly into my stomach! Once his fuckstick stopped throbbing I was getting close to passing out due to the lack of air, so when Tyrone slid his cock out I gasped for breath and collapsed back onto my cum-stained, piss soaked bed and tried to recover a little. "I was just on my way out and I couldn't resist feeding you one more load before I left" Tyrone said as he tucked his impressive tool back into his jeans. "Clarence and the others stepped out to run a few errands, but they should be back any minute now. Homeboy told me to give this to you to hold you over till he gets home." He tossed a baggie with a few fat shards of Ice onto the bed before telling me that he would be back later that night, then he was out the door and I was alone. I was already high from the piss that Tyrone had fed me, but like any true Tina whore I always wanted more, so I stretched out, and got up to look for something to smoke out of. I had forgotten the plug they had stuffed in my ass, so as I stood up I felt all the liquid still inside me and the plug pressing against my prostate, making my clitty drip again. I got my bag and slid on a fresh pair of panties, cute pink ones with lace and hearts that said "SLUT" across the ass, and grabbed my pipe. After smoking a fat bowl I realized how horny I still was, So I began to snoop around the apartment, hoping to find the big box of dildos I knew Clarence kept for his bitches. I found it in his playroom, witch I hadn't seen yet, and I stood for a minute admiring the collection of fun devices he had. There was a sling in one corner, a gyno table with stirrups and restraints, and all sort of interesting fuck-furniture arranged around the room. He even had a little booth set up, complete with gloryholes and a big screen, just like what you might see at an adult bookstore. This really got me excited, as I am known to frequent the local ABS on a regular basis, and I felt my fresh panties begin to get wet. I grabbed my stuff and the toys and took a seat inside the booth. There was a nicely padded bench and plenty of hot porn to choose from, so I popped in a movie called "Sissy BBC Breeding Sessions" and opened Clarence's toybox. He had a wonderful collection of plugs and dildos, all ranging from big to ridiculous, along with plenty of different lubes and a nice selection of poppers. I knew that I wouldn't be needing any lube with all of the slippery goo still inside me, so I picked a nice fat silicon cock with lots of raised veins and bumps, along with a strong suction cup, and slapped it onto the floor making sure it stayed put and the suction would keep it steady. I pulled my panties down around my ankles and slowly began to twist and tug at the buttplug still lodged in my hole, relaxing and gently pushing out as I wiggled it back and forth. My ass slowly started to open up, and I felt the first streams of fuck-juice start to leak out and drip down my legs. Clarence had really outdone himself when he built this little booth, as he had completely covered the inside with mirrors, including the ceiling, witch had a soft red light that added to the mood. I could see my reflection and the screen from any position, so it was incredibly hot watching my asshole open up and all those fluids start to escape. I was really hungry for a hard fuck at this point, so I gave a big push and the huge plug popped free. I knew they guys had really done a number on my the night before, but I was not prepared for what I saw when the plug came out What I can only describe as a tidal wave of cum and piss squirted out, thick and gooey, instantly filling the little room with the musky scents I had grown to love so much. I had made quite a mess on the mirrored floor, even splashing the mixture all over my heels and panties. Even after that initial wave escaped my fuckhole I knew that I still had much more inside me, so I stepped out of my panties and used them to soak up as much of my mess as I could, and began to rub them all over my body. Feeling the nasty cocktail of man juices cover my skin was making me feel insanely sexy, so I made sure to rub my now ruined panties all over my ass, legs, up along my belly and especially my sissy tits and sensitive nipples, then after re-soaking them with the last of my spilled mess, I rubbed the sticky, gooey panties all over my face before wringing the remaining slop into my mouth and then stuffing them in to act as a ball-gag. Now I was ready to go! The porn on the screen had progressed past the dull intro scene by now, and the familiar sounds of a horny sissy being pounded by fat Black Cocks filled the tiny room, and I grabbed a fresh bottle of poppers and took three long, deep hits. I held the chemicals in my lungs and felt my heart begin to pound as I lowered my asshole onto the dildo I had stuck to the floor. It was one of those neat ones that I had seen online that had a big fat cockhead and the shaft was much thicker at the top, tapering down before ending with a big set of balls, so once it was buried fully inside me it would stretch my hole deep, and every time it pulled out it would re-stretch my fucktube and rub my prostate just right! I took a few more hits from the poppers and started to fuck myself on the fat dildo as my eager hole began to swallow it deeper with every stroke, the remaining cum in my ass lubing it nicely, allowing me to take long, deep strokes of the toy. The porno on the screen was now showing a cute little sissyslut getting her cunt deeply reamed by a large group of hung Black men, each one taking turns plowing her holes, sometimes even double-fucking her. Every so often one of the guys standing off to the side stroking would step up and blow a load on her face or in her mouth, sometimes on her tits or ass too, so that as the scene progressed, the little whore would get covered with more and more sperm as the men continued to fuck her mercilessly. This only added to the intense cocklust I was feeling as I bounced with vigor on the silicon shaft, taking all 12 inches of the toy easily again and again. the rigorous anal pounding along with the poppers opening me up allowed for more of the fuck-mixture in my guts to start to squirt out every time I thrust the toy cock in, and yet still more would gush as I withdrew the shaft, the fat head and thick shaft acting as a plunger, pulling more delicious cock-slime from deep inside me. The sloppy sounds of my hole were now getting louder and another puddle began to form around the base of the dildo, the mirrored floor giving me an excellent view of my own sissy pussy as I fucked myself. Suddenly, I felt like I needed more, so I quickly scanned the open toybox a new plaything. My eye was caught by a beautiful black dildo, easily 18" long, and a little less than 3" in diameter, not quite as thick as Jake the Snake's sissy-splitter, but exceeding his length by a few inches. I reluctantly slid the other dildo from my cunt, causing a delicious slurping sound followed by a nice big squirt of slop from my gaping hole. My ass felt so empty now, but I took a moment to admire what my dealer and his friends had done to me. My once-tight little sissyhole was now a well-trained cock draining machine! My asscunt gaped wide on it's own, dripping and twitching, begging to be filled again. I spread my asscheeks and admired my new pussy in the mirrors, pushing my hole out, exposing the red, raw inner ass-flesh as I pushed the wonderfully sexy ass-rose out beyond my ruined asshole. I had gotten into watching girls prolapse their asses in some of the extreme anal porn that I watched, and it was such a turn on to see my own coming along so nicely! I could see the white-yellow goop bubbling out from the center or my rose, dripping down to collect in the ever-growing puddle between my legs. Now the empty feeling in my ass could no longer be ignored, so I scooped up some goo and lubed up the new bigger toy, stuck the suction cup to the floor and lowered myself once more into sissy bliss. I held the poppers under my nose, breathing deeply and pushing my ass out as I took the rubber cock deeper and deeper, feeling it fill me up slowly till it hit the second ring of muscle in my ass and then squeezing through it with a pop that send shivers down my spine With another deep hit and a big push I forced a couple more inches in, getting to about the same depth that Jake had reached during his furious fuck session. My cunt felt so full and my little sissy clit was pouring gurlcum constantly as I began to bounce up and down, keeping about 10 inches still inside me then I rose up, fucking my second hole as if it were the first. Feeling that fat cock popping in and out of that second ring so deep inside was absolutely incredible, stretching me deeply and making me shudder every time it slid home. My pace increased as I took another long hit from my bottle of poppers, now delving deeper than I had ever gone before into my ass. I was glad that I was lubed so deeply from all the fluid that had been soaking into my hole for the last few hours, as it made it seem easy to work 16" and then finally the whole 18" inside me. Once I felt the monster shaft bottom out and my ass lips touched the heavy balls at it's base, I completely lost control, my clitty spasmed and poured my sissy juice in a steady flowing stream, not just runny precum, but a true anal orgasm, thick streams of jizz oozing out continuously from my limp cock, waves of intense pleasure radiated out from my overstuffed asshole, my sissy instinct causuing me to moan like a cheap whore in heat. I nearly blacked out from the sheer overwhelming magnitude of the sissygasm that continued to pulse through me, my hips gyrating as I ground my tingling asslips on the wonderfully textured balls that made up the base of the huge dildo while I continued to ride the final throbs of pleasure. I knew that even the slut on screen would be jealous of the mindblowing orgasm I had just experienced, and now I was ready for more! I took the cum-soaked panties out of my mouth and wrung any remaining juices out onto my face and tits before pouring some of the liquid from my popper bottle into the crotch, allowing them to soak up the chemicals nicely, adding the strong bite of the poppers to the already overpowering musk of Black Seed and Tina piss. The panties then were balled up and stuffed back into my mouth, letting me take deep hits with every breath I took. As my mind began to numb from the drugs my vision narrowed and all I could see was the video screen, Big Black Cocks destroying the innocent white asshole of the sissy starlet, the sloppy sounds of cock slamming her cunt, the wet slapping of flesh on flesh, the stud's heavy breathing and gutteral grunts mixing with their bitch's moans and squeals of pleasure echoed though the little booth, and the rest of the house too, I'm sure I began to fuck myself on the huge dildo now, taking the full length every time I slid back down onto it, lifting up until only the head remained inside me, and then back down all the way to the balls. I clenched my hole tight on every withdraw, and pushed out against the fat shaft as it slid back in, feeling it slide easily through my second ring and beyond. I could feel every little vein on it deep inside me, ripples of orgasmic bliss continued to shoot through me as my pace slowly began to quicken. I had never imagined in my wildest dreams that something could fill me up so much, penetrate so deeply. I looked down and I could see my belly bulging from the massive rubber dong every time my asshole slapped the balls on the toy. By now, even the Tina I had smoked wasn't enough to keep up the pace I was at for too much longer, so I popped the suction cup off the floor and got onto my back on the padded bench, legs spread wide like I was about to let someone power-fuck me missionary position, and began to work the colossal fuckstick in and out by hand. My insatiable sissyhole was still able to swallow the entire length, but now I was able to really pick up the pace! I slid the whole thing in as far as it would go, and then, gripping the base with both hands, began to hammer my cunt fast and hard, trying to synchronize my toy's movements with the cocks on the screen as they plowed the helpless slut into oblivion. I could feel another massive orgasm bubbling up inside me, each thrust pushing me closer and closer to the brink of total Nirvana. I saw the Black Bull on the screen stiffen and his balls pulse and twitch as he unloaded his Seed into the lucky whore, and that was all it took to put me over the edge. My scream of pleasure, even muffled by the panties I had stuffed in my mouth, I was sure could be heard all the way down the block. My clitty got hard for the first time in ages and squirted again and again, draining every last drop of gurlcum I had left in me, spurting out all over me, dripping down my balls, spattering my stockings and even splashing all over my chest and onto my face as I rammed the toy in as hard and as deep as I could one last time. My as muscles were going wilds, clenching again and again and then trying to push out, but I held the fat rubber cock tightly in place, as my ass continued to grip it tight and then attempting to suck it in even deeper. I think I must have let myself black out shortly after that, because when I finally came to my senses there was a new scene playing, and I had let the huge black dildo slip out of my ass. It was laying on the floor in the middle of a sizable puddle of fuck-juices. I could see my asshole still gaping, the puffy red flesh of my rosebud exposed and glistening even without me pushing it out. the last of the cum from the night before slowly dribbled from the ruined mess that had once been my tight little butthole. I let myself slip off the bench onto the floor so that I could wriggle my body in the mess I had made, feeling the slippery slime soak into my skin. I lapped up a good deal of what was left after that, craving the sweet taste of cum now more than ever. Once I had the majority cleaned up, I mopped up what was left with my lacy pink bra and the matching panties, witch were now completely soaked. I found a nice plug that was shaped like a dog's cock, complete with a fat knot at the base, and eased it into my battered fuckhole,my clit giving one last feeble squirt as the knot popped in, then I slid my wet panties and cum-soaked bra back on. I decided to relax in the booth and finish the fuck-flick I had been enjoying so much, so I stretched myself out on the bench and loaded another shard into my pipe. Clarence would be home any second, and I really wanted to let him catch me in his playroom after having snooped all around his place and used his toys without permission It was just as the final scene began to get into full swing when I heard the front door open...

I was in LA for work and as I got back to my hotel room, I was dying to party and get fucked again. At the front desk, I started to check in with a cute young white man then a handsome black man came over and started to small talk with me as he took over the process as the white boy stood aside. I thought it odd but I was too horny and dying to get naked in my room ASAP. The man called a hot dark skinned boy to carry my bags to my room and as soon as the boy left, I started to play my home made porn of me getting bred by many dark cocks of black and Dominican males on my ceiling with my portable projector as I signed online to look for local fun. I got many hits at first but after chatting with some of them, I settled on a black and white interracial couple who partied as well. The black guy was on mobile and told me he was close to my hotel and offered to come and meet me at the hotel. I was a bit hesitant at first but as soon as he mentioned that he could hook me up with a connection as well, I gave in and gave him the information. It wasn't even 10 minutes after, that I heard a knock on my door as I was getting undressed for a quick clean up before my guest arrived. I grabbed the robe and tried to get it on as I headed for the door. Before I reached the door, I heard the card key swipe and my door started to open. I froze on the spot with the bathrobe over my naked body with only one arm in as I watched my hotel room door open and the same black man from the front desk appear. He quickly closed the door behind him and said, "hope you don't mind but I'd figured you wouldn't". He walked towards me and pulled my body in his arms and started to kiss me deep and my already open my mouth accepted his kiss that lasted for a long time. He managed to slip a pill in my mouth when he pulled away from me that tasted really bad. I quickly grabbed a bottle from his hand as he offered it to me to wash down the taste. He took hold of both the bottle and my head and didnt release the hold til he emptied the every drop of the liquid from the bottle. Then his strong arms lifted my whole body and held it tight as he kissed me again. My mind started to get cloudy with lust and my body started to get hungry for sex as the man contained his intense kiss. When his tongue left my mouth, I was completely naked with drool leaking on the side of my mouth and my asshole rapidly opening and closing with hunger for his cock. He reached under me and felt my hole and I was out of control. I tried to wiggle my body to feel more of his finger. He laughed and answered my body's plea with two fingers, one from each hand. He also had a tiny solid at the tips of his fingers that he pushed deep into me. It wasn't burning like Tina so I used my inside muscle to help him push it really deep into me. He started to pull his fingers apart roughly stretching my hole wide. It hurt my body so good and made my whole body jerk with pain and pleasure in his arms. Eventually he lost his hold of my body and I fell onto mattress as I pulled his body down on top of me as well. I was surprised that his fingers remained deep in my hole and the Blackman somehow managed to strip his clothes as I felt his hard black cock hit my balls. As I opened my eyes and looked behind his head, I saw a close up of my hole being stretched by two fingers from big huge black hands then another one appeared holding a huge black cock approached my gaping hungry hole. I looked down and saw Dante smiling behind a Camera. "You are my bitch and as long as u r mine, I will take care of ur pussy." I was speechless as I beamed with a huge smile. At that moment, I felt and saw the new black cock pushing past the fingers and plunge deep into my pussy. I felt my muscles spamming along the length of his cock. Few minutes later, my inner walls opened up as I felt a fire from deep within. " do u feel that E booty bump?" I barely replied but heard someone say " the pussy walls are massaging and swallowing my cock deeper" I smiled up and saw dante's smile and another one floating above me as my head rolled in pleasure. Dante held the glass pipe at my lips and I inhaled it deep then as I exhaled dante pushed his cock down my mouth as deep as it would go. He slapped me hard every time my teeth scraped his cock although he seemed enjoy some teeth as his cock grew harder and bigger when it was scraped. Soon I was able to take Dante's cock to the balls after the pipe and exhaled the thick white smoke around his cock and balls. Dante repeated this few more times and his buddy watched it as well.. I was as high as a kite from the pipe as well as e booty bump. The guys started to slap me and spit on me before they both fucked my body really hard at each hole. I was in pig heaven. All of sudden, they both pulled out of me and Dante put his lips at my ears and told me to watch my pussy worshipping black man cock as he held my head under his arm pits and replayed the close up of my hole being pounded and get turned inside out as the huge black cock pushed and pulled my pussy. " see how wet ur pussy gets". And Dante started to pump few fingers in and out of my pussy and I could hear the wet slurping of my pussy. I could also see liquid leaking around the cock as it plunged in and out. I almost screamed with joy when Dante replaced his fingers with his cock inside my pussy. Few minutes later I was lifted and repositioned around dantes cock and started to ride him from the top. A white cock appeared at my lips and I looked up to see the white boy who initiated my check in at the front desk smile down at me. We maintained our eye contact as I took his cock down til I reached his balls and I blinked my eyes while I fought gagging. He held himself balls deep in my throat and as I felt another cock pushing at my man pussy along dantes cock. This attempt continued for a while and I loved every minute of it. Sometimes a bit of the cock head would enter my hole but it sprang out of it as we tried to take it deeper. It ripped some skin on my hole opening and made me winc with pain but as they kept at it, I endured the pain and tried to open myself wider. Finally they gave up on it as the new black man pulled dantes cock out of me and pushed his instead. At the same time, the white boy pushed balls deep and locked his thighs around my head. Then both cocks started to released piss into me. I tried to free especially my head since the taste was horrible but I was overpowered by them til I gave in and started to swallow down thesis with tearful eyes as I felt my stomach being filled with huge volume of piss that felt hot as hell. Few minutes later I became insane and a total hog. I begged and plead them with inaudible words and welcomed pain and humiliation. I was carried to a room with cold tiled walls and there I finally took two cocks in my pussy at the same time as they both piss fucked my pussy. My body thrived with joy as my ass got spanked til the huge hand prints on them and even popped some swelling outlines of handstand blood splattered. I lost track of time and space and opened my eyes to see Dantes smile above me. Then as the rest of my body woke up, I felt bindings around my wrist and ankles. " everything will be fine". Dante whispered as I felt something piercing through my body and my cries of pain got quickly muted out with dante's kiss. After few minutes as the pain webbed away, Dante broke the kiss and licked the tears flowing down my cheeks. The pain came again and again and at some point I passed out. I woke up this time in arms of the white boy and he looked so heavenly in my haze. I leaned in towards him trying to kiss his lips and realized another embrace from the back. Then I started to feel both of their cocks resting in my hole as I squeezed them. I looked up at the ceiling and I could see a mirror reflection of three bodies, one black, one white anyone Asian in between. I also noticed few metal chains around my body that linked few loops including one on my metal collar and two small rings on my nipples. Everytime there was some movement I felt chains pulling my nipples and my cock jumped as well my hole twitching around two cocks in it. The white boy found it amusing and started to play around for few minutes til the black man woke up. He whispered " good morning" in my ears and bit the back of my neck as his morning wood got harder inside of me. The white boy started to moan lightly as he felt it along the length of his cock as well. Then the black man released his piss and filled me for what seemed like eternity and started to move with long strokes in and out of my hole. As he quickened the pace and intensity of fucking, I realized the chains were also linked to the rings sitting low on the floor. As the black man's cock grew bigger, he sprayed his cum and I closed my hole tightly around the cock shafts to avoid spilling as much as I can. After few minutes, they both pulled out and pushed a plug in my hole so I won't spill too much as they untied the chains around me. As soon as i could move, I tried to stand up and run to the bathroom but lost balance and fell on my butt. White boy helped me to my knees with a laughter and said, "After more than 48 hours of being on your back, you have to be careful and slowly ease into being your feet." I was shocked and asked him what day it was. White boys name was Joey and his black lover was Andrew and they were friends with Dante and helped him set up the days of fucking in LA for me. While I was high on drugs, we fucked in the hotel room then they put me on their van and took me around LA and fucked me while everyone saw us. They also gave me few tattoos and piercings while I was high and begged them for it. As Joey showed me a tattoo on my lower back that read "cum dump" and a tiny ring piecing on the area between my hole and my balls, I started to cry realizing I have missed two days of work in LA and most likely would get fired when I returned. Joey asked me why I was sad. He told me that he will take care of me and everything will be fine as he held and touched my body. I started to get high and horny again and obeyed his order as he gave me more drinks and smokes. After I released piss and cum, we took a shower and Joey cleaned my inside with a hose fucking me with it as well til only clear liquid poured out of me.

PART 3 I finally finished all the house cleaning I felt like doing and perused through the paperwork I sorted through the papers stacking them into separate piles: bills to pay; correspondence; perceived trash advertisements; tax documents; and assorted other. I thought I'd go look to see how things were going on the tree roots . . . and smiled slightly. What a morning. Well, what a night before and then this morning. Coming to this city--Lousyville I called it now--was in a huge way a mistake that I would not make ever again. Chicago is where I belonged and yearned to be. The men there be they residents or visitors were of a mind that sex was a necessity of life. There was no shortage of men available or opportunity to avail my mouth and ass of those men. I had found a home that satisfied my wanton lust and sexual addiction carried to an extreme as I enjoyed. Lousyville had initially been a subdued and somewhat satisfactory place to find men who enjoyed sex the way I enjoyed sex which was with the barest of all cocks that first were inserted into my mouth and in the same bareness though a bit wetter shoved into my ass. Bars in the city were the slowest of places to find men to fuck me. But, soon enough I found several ABS especially one across the Ohio River separating Kenfuckless--it goes with Lousyville--and Indiana. I found Theater X to be a place where there were several peep booths with glory holes that accommodated anonymous sex. I preferred it to the other ABS though I did occasionally visit others I mostly went across the river. Then, in a very short time, that petered out. I have no clue why. This left me in a state of missing man sex which ended with me thinking of myself as a hermit monk who had taken a vow of chastity. How low I had sunk. Most arrangements or online hook up appointments never materialized as I was the only one who appeared at the appointed spot. Whatever. Repeated trips of this nature leaves one with a very bad taste for a city and its residents. Don't get me started on this population of men here. And, no, nothing that I have said indicates my true feelings about this place despite what you may have read so far. Then, last night making that trip back to Theater X and having had a very good time momentarily and briefly had changed my opinion of this place. Now, having a very helpful plumber to ease my burdens makes this place almost pleasant. Maybe my course lay in getting workmen here. No, I had not lost sight of what the plumber was here to do, and I was sure he would clear the blockage in the house's sewer line. And, to that project, I needed to check on his progress. I went out the back door and heard voices. I noticed the backyard gate was open and presumed that the additional plumber with the tool for heavy duty grinding had arrived and was in discussion with my plumber. I crossed the deck onto the lower deck and finally onto the sidewalk. My banana trees were in full leaf and draped their huge leaves down over the sidewalk to the garage and clean out spot. I continued on seeing my plumber as well as the new plumber standing at the clean out. I heard them discussing who would stay and do the work and who would continue on with other calls. It was at this point I reached them. "Well, I'm hoping that you have the right tool for clearing out those roots so that the sewer no longer backs up into my basement," I said as I arrived at the two. The tall newcomer had his back to me. He took a step to the left and turned to look at me as my plumber came into view behind him. I stopped dead in my tracks. It was my charcoal black man from Theater X from last night. "You!?" I said with I'm sure a bit of animation in my voice. He stood there staring not knowing what to say. He looked at his co-worker and then to me again. He was very uncomfortable I could tell. I needed to diffuse the situation and quickly. "Oh. I'm sorry. You aren't who I thought you were," I offered up. "I just came out to see how things were going. I am not staying to be in your way. If you need anything, I will leave the back door unlocked. Just open it and give me a yell. I'll be in clearing my desk." I went back in the house leaving the back door pushed to but not closed. On my way back, I hoped that I had made a sufficient recovery. Some men get testy about other men knowing that they fuck men. I did not know how these two fit into that scheme and did not want to "out" either or both of them to the other if both were on the DL. Never let out such secrets; it's not good form and will totally ruin a fuck bud relationship. I hoped I had not ruined my relationship with both of these wonderful fucks. I went inside and began my paper shuffling pissed at myself. I stayed at it for 30 minutes or more until my girl jumped up and growled loudly and deeply. I heard from the back door Aren's voice announcing that my presence was needed that a problem had come up that I needed to know about. My heart sank. Sewer line collapse? Locked up the bore head and couldn't retract it? Additional cutting head wasn't working requiring now digging up the place? I was not looking forward to this problem but headed outside. Once more I approached the clean out with both of the men standing with their backs to me. I observed the snake still inserted in the clean out. Which had happened: collapse? entangled? not cutting? "Okay. What is the problem with the sewer?" I asked as I reached the two. "Nothing with the sewer," Aren said as the two of the stepped across the clean out turning to face me. "Just needed to let you know that the problem we got is we need to lay some more pipe in your ass." They turned to face me and both were grinning like Cheshire cats. Both of them had their beautiful black cocks out of their work pants and pumped up to full measure. Indeed, in a flash, I knew that for sure they both were going to lay some more pipe in my ass and flood me good with their goo. I stopped immediately taking it all in and looked at each in the face. They no doubt had finally talked. I didn't care how it came up just that what each had done to and with me had been discussed and both were now going to fuck my ass full again. That's all that I cared about and most likely all that they cared about. I turned my back to them and began walking away as I unbuttoned my shirt as fast as possible pulling it out of my pants as I walked. At the head of the sidewalk, I turned once more facing them tossing my shirt onto the lower deck rail top. I pulled off my boots and socks, undid my belt, unsnapped my dress pants pulling the zipper down quickly, and finally pulled off my pants tossing them, too, onto the lower deck rail. As I had done my strip, I watched the two of them. When I had turned my back on them and walked away, no doubt they thought I was rejecting the idea of a 3-way until I stopped and stripped for them to see although barely see. Both realized I was merely moving to a different location and stripping, they began up the sidewalk removing their shirts. We three moved on to the upper deck where I took a couple of lounge chair cushions and tossed them on the deck. The two of them had by this time removed all of their clothes tossing them onto deck chairs. I positioned myself at the top edge of one of the cushions. I let them decide who would go where. Soon enough, Aren took the few steps to arrive at my ass. He knelt behind me as Gerrard--my man from Theater X--settled down on the other cushion. Nothing needed be said. I was going to suck one of them while the other fucked me. We all knew that once Aren had nutted in my ass, he would swap places and have his cock sucked clean of the freshly deposited cum load from his nuts and fuck juices produced by his fucking. And, my fucker from Theater X would find his cock sliding once more into my ass where he would fuck me with the same excellence he had last night. I fleetingly thought that there was no way I was going to work. I lowered my head onto a now semi-flaccid black cock that had a familiar taste to it. My mouth stretched open and engulfed as much as I could savoring the flavor once more. My taste buds sought recognition of any remnants from last night's fun but found none. A loss for them and me. But, they would once more taste that nectar again. Aren had settled behind me finally leaning down and spitting a couple of times on my ass. I continued to suck on Gerrard as I felt Aren's cock line itself up at my hole. As I bottomed out on Gerrard's dick, Aren said, "Brace yourself, man. Going balls deep and not stopping for any niceties." I held my full mouth still preparing for what was going to happen. Aren timed it perfectly giving me the time to move my teeth further away from the cock I was sucking. Balls deep he went splitting my hole open with some but no real resistance. I winced a little and confess to a slight jump as his pelvis slammed into my ass cheeks. True to his word, Aren began an instantaneous fucking of my ass. Looking back I suppose it was the thought of his fucking me before and nutting in my ass, fucking me now in the broad daylight on the deck, and watching me suck on a colleague's cock that drove him into such a fucking frenzy that he obviously was enjoying . . . as was I. No niceties is how he put it. An odd expression I thought for a plumber. But, Aren knew what it meant as he pounded my ass with his fully hard cock. Perhaps even he was trying to show off to his colleague that he could pound a white man's ass and make him moan in appreciation. I began to feel the tip of his cock hitting my prostate which sent tingling excitement signals up to my brain and back to my own balls and cock. I could feel my balls rolling around in the somewhat expanding sac as my cock began a slow rolling around motion as it dripped more and more pre-cum from this fucking. Instinctively, a moan of absolute lust, desire, and pleasure escaped my throat but was throttled in full aural acknowledgement by my lips so securely wrapped tightly around the giant cock I was sucking. Both men had heard me though even if it was faint. "Yeah, man. Fuck his ass good. Prime it up in there for me. He likes it just like you're doing it. Slam your dick in there as hard as you can. Push his guts around with your big black dick. He knows you; he's had you before. He's had me before and going to get me again. He likes big black dick in his ass and mouth, and he's going to get a big fucking today," Gerrard said so that Aren and I could hear him. His words were an aphrodisiac to me and spurred Aren on to pounding my ass even harder making it difficult to continue my up and down movement on Gerrard's dick as I was being bounced forward and backward from Aren's slamming into my ass. "Damn! Fuck!" we heard Aren say. "Yeah. Oh, fucking yeah! AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Aren slammed full force into my ass and began pumping his load of ball batter into my ass. With each discharge of his baby making goo, I felt his cock swell bigger and fire the salvo as deeply as the tip of his cock was buried in my ass. "Damn! Shit!" He continued depositing his DNA into my ass as I now hurriedly began sucking on Gerrard's beautifully big cock. I wanted him fully primed and ready to replace Aren when the time was right. Aren still was not finished. Aren had been hesitant the first time about fucking me bareback but had no hesitancy this time. He had no hesitancy even in front of his colleague dropping a load in my ass. His sweat dropped on my ass attesting to his work and how deeply he had gone in his own self to pull up this sheer lustful attack on my ass. Aren was going to be smiling definitely the rest of the day. Aren's grip on my hips eased up as the number and rapidness of volleys began subsiding. Fewer and less explosive volleys continued until at last there was only a slight twitching in my ass. More sweat dropped onto my ass from Aren but that, too, lessened. I slowed my bobbing up and down on Gerrard's cock not wanting to set his cock off in an explosive burst of cum lobbing in my mouth though I truly doubt that I could have done that without his willingness. Slowly and almost unwillingly, Aren began withdrawing his cock from my ass; I raised my mouth up off Gerrard's cock and released it. As Gerrard scooted out from beneath me and stood, Aren finally pulled the rest of his cock from my ass. I immediately flipped around on the cushion and engulfed his entire cock in my mouth going pelvis deep in my mouth as he had gone balls deep in my ass. Once I had his cock inserted, I gently began nursing it tasting all the goo and fuck juices that he had produced. I knew that I could never get enough of this taste after having such a wonderful fucking. I cleaned and polished his now almost limp dick. While nursing and cleaning Aren's cock, I felt at my ass opening a rough calloused finger insert itself fully. I could tell that it was a middle finger and of course had to belong to Gerrard. I tightened my sphincter on it but that action did nothing to suppress his fucking me with that finger of his. The more I cleaned Aren's cock the more I got finger fucked and loved it. "You got three in there from me last night and got two in there so far today from Aren. We all know you like big black dick. We done talked, Aren and me. We got you figured out and just wanting to know for sure. Keep cleaning on that dick of his and answer me. Moan for yes; squeeze on my finger for no." Gerrard quietly directed me. I moaned in acceptance. "You like big black dick." I moaned. "You take any big black dick up your ass to nutt." I moaned. "You get fucked raw only." I moaned. "You poz." I moaned. "I told Aren you were but wanted to hear it. Talked a lot. Glad we both met you and got us out on each other. You cool, and we know it. Feeding you poz loads big hit for us. You taking them big hit, too. You cool taking poz loads from us?" I moaned deeply. "Good. Making room for them then." Gerrard pulled his middle finger out of my ass and inserted his index and middle finger back in me. I continued sucking on Aren's cock now from fun since my taste buds told me all remains of his fucking me had been cleaned, tasted, and swallowed by me. Gerrard began working my insides with his two calloused rough fingers by twisting and turning them finally attacking the insides with his nails. He did what I call a hack and slash attack. He scraped and rubbed the entire inside of me as far as his fingers could go and as shallow as he could making sure that the entire inside of my ass the full length of his fingers was well sliced and diced with his nails. I knew what he was doing as did Aren. They were going to breed me for sure though until now it had all been done without total knowledge among the three of us that we all three were HIV positive. Now, it mattered only that we all three knew and that knowledge turned us all three on. "You remember last night," Gerrard said. I moaned. "Good. You know how you slammed down on my black cock. Love that but not the same possible. I'm going to slam in you just like Aren balls deep. Not here though; too close to neighbors. Aren says you got a spot in the garage. We'll go there. When I pull my fingers out, we all go. You ready?" I moaned. I stopped suckling Aren's cock and pulled off just as Gerrard pulled his fingers out of my ass. I heard Gerrard rising as I quickly began my own rising. Wordlessly, the three of us began the quick walk to the garage. I wanted to run but thought better of it. Inside we went with Aren closing the door once we were all inside. "Grab onto Aren's shoulders and hold on. Aren grab him and hold him. Bend down some more." Gerrard ordered. Aren and I complied. I felt Gerrard's cock head at my hole and knew this would not be easy despite being fucked twice already today. Gerrard was holding his cock as he stimulated it a bit more so that it would reach full capacity. The walk to the garage had deflated him and had dried him off. I suspected and was proven correct that this entry was going to be dry and painful with no gag this time. I steeled my determination to remain as quiet as possible and accept this behemoth inside my ass no matter what. I held on to Aren's shoulders as he held me under my arm pits with his rough calloused workman's hands. I looked up into his face, and he looked down into mine. He knowingly grinned at me; I winked back at him and smiled briefly. Just as I had smiled, I felt Gerrard begin lining up the tip of his cock head with my hole and begin pressing inward to hold it in position. My pucker hole gave way a little allowing the barest of his tip in. I lowered my head pressing my forehead onto Aren's chest to prepare for this brutal entry which I knew in the deepest of my being was going to send me into excruciating pain which I would love as would Gerrard. "Ready? On three: one . . . two . . . three!" With that "three", Gerrard rammed his cock inside my ass forcing my sphincter to slam open as he and I both knew it would spreading it so wide and so fast that there was nothing unexpected about the searing pain he was sending through my body. He did this maneuver just like we had done last night with the only difference being he was ramming his dick in my ass instead of me bouncing downwards and impaling myself onto his fat cock. The end result was the same though. Sheer delight of such pain and entry of his cock in me. I felt every inch of his Sequoia as it slid along the inside of me as if sand had been added to the mixture. I clamped down on my teeth and pulled my lips together in spite of the natural reaction to open my mouth wide and scream. I knew I had to fight that from happening and win that round this time and at least twice more. My eyes filled with tears. My body became rigid in reaction to this invasion. The scream that had manifested itself bore out though only in my throat where it died as I pressed harder onto Aren's chest with my forehead. No matter the pain; no matter the stars; this big charcoal black cock was going in my ass again to fulfill its destiny of nutting another three loads of what I knew were poz loads. No sooner had I begun to relax--if one can call it that--when Gerrard once more said, "Ready? On three: one . . . two . . . three!" Once again I felt Gerrard's rough workman's hands tightly holding onto my hips pulling me onto his cock as he drove his tool into my ass deeper making my insides spread out and stretch to accommodate him. Another dry three inches or so went inside me grinding my gut and ass opening with the sand-like rasping entry. Once more I wanted to scream but instead wondered how much pressure I was putting on my teeth and would they hold up and not crack. I was concerned over this possibility but not willing to call a halt not that I thought doing so would do any good. "Grab him good, Aren. I'm going all in now and going to pound his ass. One . . . two . . . three!" Aren had moved his strong hands from beneath my arms to holding on to them. I grasped Aren's shoulders and held on dearly as I felt Gerrard yank my ass toward him as he power shoved his hips forward thrusting in me the remainder of his cock length bottoming out by hitting my prostate which sent electric shocks throughout my body. Once more I screamed in my throat but was at least glad the invasion was over. Now, Gerrard would have his cock covered with fuck juices and cum from Aren. The difficult part was over and the fun was going to begin. Gerrard didn't wait but a couple of seconds as the last of my throaty scream began dying. He began his brutal attack on my ass pummeling my prostate as he had not done the night before. He was in a different place today which we both without having passed the words or thoughts between us knew that we both wanted to be in. This fuck was not going to be exactly as the one last night had been. Gerrard fucked in and out of my ass deep dicking me as if there were no tomorrow and that this was his last fuck ever. He punched inside me from just behind the head of his dick all the way until his pelvis slapped up against my cheeks giving a head-on collision with my prostate for at least a couple of dozen rounds. Gerrard stopped abruptly. "Move him over to the car hood and slap him across it. He's moving too much. Not your fault but he won't get away so easily on that car fender." The three of us moved across the garage where Aren released me, and I took my position on the fender stretched out across the hood of the car. I felt Gerrard still inserted in my ass and made a quick adjustment on my stance to best suit his entry. Wordlessly we made these minute but necessary adjustments so that Gerrard would have the most access to my ass where he planned to destroy my hole. "Not a fucking sound. Not a fucking sound out loud; you know what I mean. You been good so far. Keep it up. You said it earlier: You like big raw black poz dick up your ass where it can nutt. Only one kind of white man admits that. And, that kind of white man also likes everything else going on. You a pain freak and dig that, too. I'm going to tear your ass up now, and you not going to stop me, are you?" Gerrard said in a voice that I had not heard before from him but understood completely. I moaned loudly so that there was no doubt in his comprehension as well as Aren's aural witness to my consent to all of what Gerrard had just said and was about to do to me. Gerrard grabbed my ass lips pushing them as far apart as possible with his big rough hands. He was truly going in for destruction and needed as much deep access as he could get. He pushed my butt cheeks as far apart as possible and then pushed them into the car fender as he pulled out of my ass and then immediately returned inside full force. No longer was the sand invasion an issue. Now, Gerrard was no doubt bruising my prostate with every entry he made. I didn't care; I moaned loudly in consent; I just hoped that my car fender held up. More and more Gerrard fucked me in this new display of his masterful sexual appetite, skill, and ability. More and more I felt his cock head knocking on my prostate until finally at last my prostate could stand it now more. I began spasming my own load of cum out of my balls hitting the fender and dropping onto the floor of the garage. I felt like I was flooding the place. Gerrard never stopped as my ass tightened and released on his cock as I flooded the garage with my load of cum. He had to feel and to know I was shooting my load of cum, yet he never acknowledged it nor should he have. He was in control, and it was HIS load that mattered here. I began moaning lightly for the ecstatically wonderful fucking I was getting from Gerrard. The more effort he gave trying to dent my car's fender the more I moaned with ever increasing loudness so that Gerrard and Aren both knew that I consented to this type of fucking as Gerrard had set out so much earlier for my responses but also to signify that truly I was enjoying this hard physical play that was going on in my ass. His rough calloused workmen's hands pushing open my ass cheeks felt wonderful as he deliberately steam powered his giant cock repeatedly in and out of my ass no doubt bruising my prostate. That was fine with me as I moaned once more and rolled my head around as well for consent of what Gerrard was doing in my ass but everything that had happened so far. All too soon--as usual for my liking--Gerrard began his punctuated drive in my ass. He no doubt was delivering his third load in my ass as this was the same MO he had last night when he had fucked me at Theater X. He still rammed his fully blown charcoal black cock deep in my ass with these rams holding inside me briefly so that the deposit was made. The inward thrusts became fewer in number and held longer. The three of us knew what was happening. Gerrard finally made one last deep pile driving effort and held his cock deep inside me as the remnants of his ball draining activity flooded my intestine to mix with his other two loads of cum as well as the two that Aren had deposited and all the fuck juices that had been produced from my own ass. I lay across the fender of the car and rested myself. Gerrard stood behind me still plugging my ass. We both needed time to recoup our senses and to regain our strength from his fucking me. We were in no hurry. Gerrard took his big rough hands off my butt cheeks and placed them fully on my back adjusting his legs for balance he leaned over me moving his hands up to my arms stretched across the hood as he lay on top of me. He nestled his mouth near my ear where I heard him deeply breathing matching my lung intake. Aren came to stand by the two of us and leaned over the fender as well. "Bill, I don't know about Aren but I've never enjoyed a white ass as good as yours. You're good; real good. As long as you're in Louisville, you going to get this big ol' black dick in your ass as often as possible." Gerrard told me loud enough for Aren to hear as well. "Gerrard's telling you the truth," Aren chipped in. "Never had a white dude so willing to take on my dick. Didn't know about Gerrard's but he just said so. You'll find me climbing up in your ass as often as I can, too." "Well, do it on your own time," a voice behind us announced. "Get that sewer line unstopped so company can bill him. And, from looks of things, getting it cleared will take the rest of the day." At the first few words the three of us all jumped in shock. Aren jumped up, Gerrard pushed up off me pulling his now flaccid dick from my ass turning to face the garage side door, and I pushed myself up off my car turning to face this unknown source of orders. The three of us stood there staring at this intruder into our world of wanton sex. This black man was no doubt a supervisor of some sort who had come to visit a work site to find out what the problem was that would require a second plumber, er, tech. The four of us stood there. "I'll get your other calls covered for both of you. Be sure to give this customer our multiple visit discount. He earned it no doubt. In the future, this is all on your own time. We got a business to run. Oh, and to be sure of customer satisfaction, I'll be the one to get his rating of our customer service." With that, this black man exited the garage. Gerrard and Aren looked at each other and then me and back to each other. They began laughing at what I presumed was an inside joke. They had been caught with their pants down on the job instead of working. Well, more caught with absolutely no clothes on at all by a supervisor of some sort who had somehow quietly entered the garage during our fucking. None of us knew how much he had seen but we all realized that we had been watched for sure. And, additional points were that he was willing to give a discount cost for the job, give Gerrard and Aren the day off to take advantage of fucking me more, and that he would show up at some point for a customer service assessment which I took to mean he was going to fuck my ass, too. "Bill, looks like we got our work cut out for us. Can you take off the day?" Aren asked. "With plumbers being here all day to work, no way possible for me to go in. Guess I'll have to call my supervisor and let him know," I responded. "But, let's make sure any more pipe laying is done in a bit of comfort. Either of you allergic to dogs? I have a Norwegian Elkhound." Both Gerrard and Aren indicated no allergy. They said they would get the sewer line cleaned out first and then we could continue fucking if that was okay. I told them that would give me time to call work and to bring my girl out on a lead to introduce them. She would accept them once I told her to do so. She's a very protective breed and defends a home and owner innately. I went to the house picking up my clothes on the way hanging them up to air out. I called my supervisor and explained there was no way I would be in for the day because of the plumbing issue. Added for good measure was that a second plumber had been called in as well as a supervisor. All true but just not all of the truth. My girl was on edge knowing that something had happened. She checked me out closely and sat on command. I told her gently that everything was okay and that she was going to meet two men who were going to come inside and fuck me. I kept going over these two points until she finally became at ease. I stood up and walked to the back door pulling her lead off the door and slipping it over her head. She waited for the storm door to open and trotted out. She stopped and let out a low guttural growl now that she heard the noise at the clean out. I told her it was okay and lead her toward my two fuckers. We arrived at the clean out. I introduced Lady Bugh to Gerrard and Aren who were a bit put off because of her size. She's not huge like a Dane but isn't a lap dog either. I told her to sit which she did, and then told her to wave hello. Lady Bugh sat up and began slapping at the air with her right paw returning to her sit position after a half dozen "waves." I told her to go pee then return to the back door. I released her and off she ran behind the garage. She darted up the side walk, ran around the pool, and up to the back door where she sat waiting for me. "When you're done, just come on in the house through the back door. I'll leave it open for you. No need to put on your clothes because they will come right back off. Of course, that is if either or both of you intend to fuck me again. Perhaps I'm getting ahead of myself," I said to the two of them. "Rest assured, you are safe now to be in the house as you've been introduced and are welcome with me. But, just until you do get to know her better, Lady Bugh will not be allowed in with us." "You're going to find we will get through this blockage in record time and be in there soon as we're done," Aren said. "I'm not going to leave until my balls are completely dried up. Especially since Raymond told us to finish this job." Gerrard spoke up saying, "Bill, nothing going to keep either of us from spending the rest of this day but fucking your white ass and filling it full of our nutt juice. I'm wanting to know just how much pain you take. So, you go take care of whatever you need to do inside, and we'll be along soon as we're done."

This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section. *********************************************************** Every time I think of the day I was pozzed...my hole starts to drool. I remember it like it was yesterday. A buddy of mine, Chad, and I took a couple day vacation to Tijuana. I must admit I have an obsession with sweaty, nasty mexican thugs. Chad and I had always discussed about the possibility I would get pozzed, but I was not quite ready to take the plunge at this point. Well, Chad had a different plan for my hole. That night he told me that we were going to go to a party a a friend's house of his. So we get to his friend's house and there were about 15-20 dudes there...chillin & drinkin beer. Most of the guys were of Mexican or generally of Latino decent but some were white. We were the for about 2 hours when this hot, thuggish-looking Mexican dude approached and told me he wanted to fuck me while my bud watched. Okay by me! So we went into this room...the room was mostly empty except for a mattress in the one corner and a gym bench. Took us no time to get down to it...they laid my ass on the bench, pulled my legs up, and the Mexican dude went to town plowing my hole. My buddy had then come around above my head to hold my legs for the dude. The next thing i knew...the door flung open and a couple of other dudes came in. At that time i felt my bud's grip tighten up on my legs. At first i started to panic, but my bud bent down and told me not to fight it...to just go with it. Good advice, I supposed, so as I lay there...legs open and hole open...one after one of the dudes took turns fucking my hole, egging each other one, using use my hole for his pleasure. My buddy was telling them to fuck my shitter harder...to tear it apart...teach me a lesson. After about 2 hours of them taking turns using my hole...the Mexican dude who originally fucked me asked my bud if it was time to start pozzing my hole. At that moment I know my hole tightened so tight I could have cut off circulation in his cock. Chad told them to blow whenever they wanted to...not to worry about what I wanted. So one after one they took their turns pumping their loads into my hole, telling me the whole time that i would never be the same and they would permanently be a part of me. After they all blew their wads, they left the room, leaving just Chad and the original dude. Chad finally let go of my legs and came around to put his cock in my slopped up shithole as the Mexican thug held me in position. As Chad pounded my ass, he told me how proud he was that I realized I should not fight what was going to happen. He then told me he wanted me to be his cumpig to use and whore out...taking load after load. By this time, I started to get turned on by the fact I never had to worry about getting pozzed anymore, so when Chad blew his load in my hole, I could genuinely say "thanks, man." When we got back to our hotel room I don't think I washed my hole for days. Now all I can do is dream about getting pozzed!

So deliciously twisted.....NEED to see where it goes!

"Damn" he said when he was at the door, "you two really do look like brothers" and with that he was out the door. "You don't have to leave do you?" Chris asked rolling over and kissing me deeply before I could answer him while his right hand slid down my sweaty stomach until I could feel his fingers slide into my pubes and grab my cock which was starting to get hard again. "Even if I did, you are making an invitation that is hard to resist" I replied after his tongue had finished exploring my mouth. "Damn you are a horny little bitch aren't you?" "Mmm, only with the right guy" "So what is the right guy for you? You had lots of kinds tonight..... Black, Asian, a bottom boy like Zach? I know... you seemed to really get into that Daddy" "Trust me I am not into Daddies at all, but I just remembered what you said, about how the job of the bottom is to make the top feel as good as possible, and I could tell that he was really getting off being my daddy, so I figured my job was to go along with it, and you know what? The more I did to turn him on, and the more he got turned on, the more I got turned on, I wasn't getting turned on with the whole daddy/son bit honest. I was just getting turned on by turning him on, it was weird, everyone always thinks that being a bottom is being totally in the submissive role, or at least a service role, but with him, I had this amazing feeling of power. Like I was the one that was actually in control, I know he was the one fucking me, and I could have just let him fuck me and not played along - playing along was my choice, and that made me feel like I was kind of in control... just knowing that I was turning him on" I reached down and grabbed Chris's cock, it was hard, again, or was that still hard? I felt it pulse and throb in my fist. "So, do you want to fuck me again?" "But you just shot your load? you sure you want to get fucked again so soon? or is that just the bottom being in control again?" he chuckled. "No, it is because YOU'RE hard again, and as Cole Porter said, 'so if baby I'm the bottom you're the top' and you have taught me that the top gets to do what and when he wants to do it, my job is to make it as hot for you as possible." Chris laughed and leaned down to kiss me and then rolled on top of me. His rock hard cock was playing with the swollen lips of my ass, teasing me. "So what did turn you on bro?" Even in the dim light he could see me blush as I tried to burry my face in his furry chest..... "oh come on you can tell me, I mean what can be so embarrassing? I was right there enjoying it all too...what got my little bro's engine purring? If it wasn't the daddy/son stuff, what was it? That big black dick? The train run? Having guys watch you? .........Doing it bareback?, What? ...come on bro, I wont laugh at you. I promise" Every time he called me "bro" my cock, which was trapped between our firm sweaty stomachs, twitched. "Ok, promise you won't laugh?" "Promise." "Well, I am an only child and I only have two cousins, and they are both girls, so, well ....I.... well...... I, ..um...always fantasized about an older brother, you know, who... well, you know?.... um could have played around with me, taught me about sex, have been the one to take my cherry, and well, you know," I was so nervous telling him this, I had never talked about this fantasy with anyone, even any of my boyfriends so I had no idea how he would react. "so...well, so when you called me your 'little brother'...." Chris tilted his head back and gave out a hoot of laughter. "You FUCKING ass hole!" I shouted. I punched him hard in the chest and pushed him off of me, and struggled to get up. I could feel tears forming which made me even more embarrassed, as I groped in the dimness for my towel. "You said you wouldn't laugh." "Hey, I am sorry, so, so sorry" he said as he jumped up and grabbed me, and pulled me into him. One of his strong hands on the back of my head pulled me into his chest, his other arm wrapped around my back, pulling me in tight against his body. Stroking my back, holding me close and slightly rocking back and forth as we stood there naked in the darkness, "I'm sorry, .....really..... so, so sorry" he whispered into my ear. "Let me explain. My dad left before I was born. Mom remarried when I was 7, so and I have 2 sisters - half-sisters, who are a lot younger than me, I don't have any brothers either. My step-dad was as good to me as any step-father could be, but no one in the family looks anything like me, not even my mom. 'spitting image of my no good father' people always told me." By now I had stopped struggling and Chris had pulled me back down to the bed but still holding me firmly in his arms. He kissed me softly on he lips, and licked some of the tears off my cheek, "So trust me, I wasn't laughing at you, I was just surprised. I grew up wanting a little brother. Something tells me that we grew up jerking off to the same fantasies, just with the rolls reversed." he whispered in my ear and then started nibbling on my ear lobes causing me to let out a soft moan. "I have to admit when I first saw you I wanted you real bad. You looked just like I imagined my little brother would look like, the little brother I had been wanting all these years. I kept seeing you always lurking in the dark corners. But - I don't know - there was something about you - you just gave off this vibe like you were a total top." "I get that a lot" I replied with a shy smile "and I don't get it. I am SUCH a bottom. But really, you didn't see me like stalking you all over the place?" "I just assumed we had the same taste in bottoms" Chris said with a chuckle. "Damn to think we could have started a whole lot sooner" "Well I've been looking for my big brother for a long time.... waiting a little longer was worth it, and speaking of my big brother.... and I mean 'BIG' in every sense of the word." I said grabbing his hard cock again and giving it a good squeeze. "Does that thing ever get soft?" "Not when my sexy little brother is living up to every part of my wildest fantasy." "So does that mean my big brother wants to fuck his little brother again?" "Ya, you really up for it?" "Oh ya, just one question though." "What?" "Well, I'm only in town for a few days, so - after stalking you all over the this place tonight, I don't want to seem clingy, I know this is just a bathhouse fling and all but, ...do you want to fuck me here, or...... well... um... do you want to come back to my hotel room?" "Mmmm.... that could be fun, where are you staying? I assume it has a bigger bed than this?" "Ya" I grined up at him. "They put me up at the Palmer House" "Well then maybe we should shower first? I think you smell really sexy, but the front desk clerk at the Palmer House may not be as turned on by the smell of cum and sweat", "Hmm, I dont' know, they guy at the desk when I checked in was kind of hot" I said, working my face into Chris's hairy ripe armpit and taking a deep whiff and a lick "but maybe you are right, although I think your pit smells better than any brand of poppers I have ever tried, so before you wash all that away down the drain......" and I started giving his pit a good washing with my tongue. Chris grabbed me by the hair and pulled me out of his armpit "If you keep that up we will never make it back to your hotel room" He got up and pulled me up off the bed kissing me deep while he ran his hands down my back till they were cupping my firm smooth ass cheeks and then giving them both a sharp smack. "And something tells me - we may have to just shock the hotel clerk... because if I see that ass of yours teasing me in the shower I am going to want to fuck it right then and there. Did you get a room here or a locker?" "I just got a locker." "OK" he said as he quickly pulled on some of his clothes and grabbed the rest along with his sheet and towel "Lets go get you dressed and get out of here before I can't resist the siren call of my little bros ass again" And with that we hurried to the locker room and he finished getting dressed while I quickly pulled on my clothes and we went to check out. The cab ride back to my hotel seemed to take forever as we only held hands in thr dark of the back seat not wanting to shock the cabby any more than the hptel desk clerk. The enforced "chastity" of the cab ride back to the hotel - even though it only really lasted about 20 minutes had actually served as some of the most erotic foreplay I had ever experienced.... just sitting next to each other, smelling each other, our knees just barely touching, looking at his crotch - seeing the massive basket his hard on was making in his pants and knowing that cock would soon be inside of me again. And to heighten our frustrations we had one of those chatty cab drivers who kept up a one sided conversation all the to the hotel. When we finally got to the hotel, fortunately there was no one in the elevator. It was good to be alone again and I pushed Chris up against the elevator door and shoved my tongue down his throat. We almost fell out of the elevator when the door opened on my floor and we stumbled down the hall to my room. He was biting down hard on the back of my neck and was starting to pull my only partially tucked in shirt out of my pants as I tried desperately to put the magnetic key card into the slot the right way, finally the little light turned to green, the door opened and we tumbled into the room. and started peeling the clothes off of each other while trying to kiss and move over to the bed all at the same time. We were not quite naked by the time we landed on the bed. Chris pulled my legs up in the air while he was trying to yank off my boxer briefs, and before they were fully off, my legs were over his shoulders and his cock was working its way up my cum filled hole. "OH DAMN, you feel soo fucking good inside of me.... damn fuck me. I want my big brother to fill me up with his cum!" The fuck did not last long. We were both just too turned on. We were like lovers that had been separated from each other for months or even years, instead of two guys who had only met a few hours ago and had only just taken a 20 minute cab ride. We devoured each other. Chris was slamming his cock in and out of my ass, giving me the hardest fuck I had ever had, and yet I spent the whole fuck with my hands on his ass pulling him in deeper, begging him to fuck me "HARDER." "DEEPER." "FASTER." He said nothing. He had his face buried in my neck and bit down hard as if he was going to fall off. Part of me knew I would have a massive hickey/bite mark there. But as I spurred him on - "HARDER. DEEPER" it was if he took those as instructions for not only what to do with his cock, but also his teeth. And in fact I think that was what I meant by those pleadings as well. It was all over in about 5 minutes when we both simultaneously drained our balls. Chris arched backwards with his face looking up at the ceiling although in fact his eyes were shut tight. "ARRRGGGGHH FUUUUCK!!!" His posture was almost like wolf howling at the moon, save that his cry was deep and guttural as he shot his load deep in my ass. "FUCCKK .....MEEEE.... HHHAA" I echoed as I shot my load all over my stomach and chest. As soon as Chris finished cumming - which seemed to last almost as long as the fuck itself, he collapsed on top of me. We lay like that for a long time, lost in the feel and smell of each other. Eventually Chris propped himself up on one elbow so he could look down at me - not that he could see much as we had not turned on any lights - but the curtains were open, so the lights of the city cast some light - though most of the room was in shadows. Still neither of us spoke for some time, we just lay int the tangle of sheets and looked at each other. Finally he took one hand and slowly caressed my cheek, The tenderness of his touch in sharp contrast to the brutality of his fuck. "Ok, so.... I know its kind of late to be asking you, but ....have you really never been fucked raw before?" "Mmmm" I kind of mumbled as I shook my head in the negative. "So, are you OK?.... With getting fucked raw tonight?" It took me a little while to reply, and then hesitantly, as I tried to figure out how I really felt about it, then kind of rushing forward and then stopping again to regroup my thoughts. "I've never done bareback until tonight, even with my boyfriends. heck I never even watched bareback porn. .... Even those few times when I toped I have always used condoms..... And to be honest?...When I stop and think about it. .....I am a little freaked about it. And, well... kind of nervous about it..... I don't know why I did it. Why I went along and let you..... I don't think I ever would have let anyone other than you talk me into it. ....And, I have to admit.... even now, ... and this maybe freaks me out the most.....it was kind of hot... and .....liberating....like it all happened so fast - after Zach rode my raw cock..... I don't know..... It felt sooo much better than fucking with a condom. And damn I wanted you so bad, and you said it was raw or nothing, ... and .... it's not like you tried to be sneaky about it, you told me how it was going to be, you were open, forceful, ... verbal about it ... and well.... that was hot and well....thinking back on it, maybe..... knowing that raw sex is wrong, ..but realizing how good it felt for a top - and wanting - NEEDING to please you. I NEEDED you to fuck me, to have my 'big brother at long last fuck me, and so if it was between having you fuck me raw ior not at all? It wasn't that hard to let you, .......And ya, well, ....maybe knowing that it was risky, knowing it was wrong.....that made it more of a turn on?..... is that weird?" "No, I get that" replied Chris. "And so, um, .... and this is really late for me to be asking," I continued "... But .....so .....what do you think the odds are that I, ....you know, ....I took any poz loads?" A weird expression came over Chris's face, one that I couldn't quite read, "Well" he cleared his throat and traced his finger around my left nipple "I know for a fact that you have taken loads from at least two poz guys, .....and mostly likely three, maybe four?" "Oh...." We both stayed there looking at each other. The silence filled the room and hovered over us for a while, I didn't move, didn't get up in a panic , didn't start screaming. I didn't do anything. I just lay feeling Chris's finger as it slowly expanded its pattern until he was tracing a figure eight over my chest circling round both of my nipples, sliding easily though the sheen of sweat that still covered both of our bodies. I just lay there feeling his finger, and studied the face of this man, who was still in my fantasies my long lost older brother while the news sunk in. "So Zach, I assume is one, or is that one too obvious?" "No, you are right on that one" "and....?" My question hung in the air for a moment. "Me" said Chris finally in a flat voice. "You?!!, ...I took you for a total top somehow - I mean?...tops...tops can't get it can they?" "Well ya, they can- not often but they can, but then I am not a Total top.... I am - mostly...but" "...But?" "Zach", "Hu? what do you mean Zach?" "Well Zach and I go way back,,,, we met at a bar back when he was still in highschool and started sneaking into clubs with a fake ID, and surprisingly, considering what a slut he was, he didn't get it for a long time, or at least he didn't test poz for a long time, until about two years ago, and he was really freaked about it. Which was weird, he was, still is as you saw tonight, a total slut - and always let guys fuck him raw, But he still freaked, So, well.... I didn't want him to go through it alone, so I let him fuck me... we spent a whole weekend in bed,, with him just banging the hell out of my ass.... it was good therapy for him I think, to fuck someone hard, rough. To breed a top" "But if you are poz, why did you insist on fucking me raw? Why did you let those other guys breed me? why did you let Zack fuck me?" He studied me for awhile, "I think for the same reason you let me. So now we know we have both been looking for our fantasy brother, and tonight we both found him. Each other. Lets face it.... it is kind of freaky how much we look like we could really be brothers. Heck I have no idea who my dad is so maybe we are - I don't' know, it doesn't really matter, but I saw you and I wanted you. I NEEDED you - it seems as much as you needed me. So, well first I was just going to fuck you and I guess I just wanted to be connected with you. You were my fantasy brother than I wanted you to have my DNA so that maybe you would be my real brother. So I needed to fuck you raw. I needed to cum inside you...." "And then - it gets weird, I have always had various fantasies about what my little bro and I would do. From teaching you how to jerk off, to having you be my secret lover - sharing a room and having you sneak into my bed every night after mom and dad had gone to bed and making romantic love to each other. But then other times I would jerk off thinking about how fun it would be to have a faggot cock sucking little brother who would be my slave, who I could rape when ever I was horny, who I could share with my friends... maybe whore out to the football team. So I'm healthy, I take my meds, I'm undetectable, I figured my fucking you wasn't that risky. But then after I fucked you, I finally fucked my little brother - and that wasn't enough, I had finally lived out one part of my fantasy, suddenly I needed to live out some of the other parts, There wasn't a football team handy - so I just whored you out to the guys who were there. I hate to admit it but it was hot watching you get gang banged. Then when we went back to my room... I don't know - you had already taken a train run, so what harm was there in Zach fucking you too?" "Hate me? "No. .................. Well?.......... No. 'Cause, well...... I had the same mixed fantasies as you did growing up.' My fingers were kind of absentmindedly playing with his chest hair. "From being my brothers lover to being used and whore out. I, even" I gave a rueful chuckle "jerked off all the time to the idea of my big brother passing me around the locker room to the whole football team.... And - I'm an adult. I wasn't drunk, or on any drugs...except the maybe the intoxication of living out almost every fantasy I have ever had since I started jerking off. So, I could have stopped things, if I had really wanted to. You didn't tie me up, you didn't force me to do anything that I haven't I guess, wanted to do - but was just to scared to admit to myself that I wanted to do it. To have that level of intimacy with a guy, to have him cum inside of me. No, not scared, I just needed the right teacher... I just needed to find my brother to show me what I needed to do. So no, I don't hate you. You're my big brother. I couldn't hate you." And with that I pulled him down and snuggled into him. "Do you have to go? or can you spend what is left of the night?" "I would really like to stay.... if you mean it" "I mean it" I said as I gave him a quick kiss on the lips and then turned onto my side with my back to him, and pulled his arm around over my chest and, lacing my fingers through his, held his hand tight. Holding him close to me. "Do you like morning sex?" I asked as I maneuvered my ass firmly against his crotch. Chris kissed me lightly on the back of the neck "Mmmm, is your shower big enough for two?" and with that we both drifted off to sleep. - to be continued

There used to be a guy on one of the bareback sites that would offer paid conversion services in Boston. Since I live in a rural area of New England, he seemed like my best shot at a guaranteed breeding, so I contacted him to arrange for my conversion. He told me I had two options, for $600 he'd breed my hole but no guarantee it would take or for $1,200 he'd arrange a group of 20 or so guys to take turns breeding my ass and would guarantee I'd get knocked-up, - or they would do it again until I was. I chose the second option as it seemed more likely to do the trick. We arranged the date and time where I'd rent a hotel room and he would take care of the rest. I called him around 6:00 P.M. when I got checked in to give him the room number. He was there within half an hour. He was even hotter than his pic online. I paid him his fee and he informed me that the first guys would be arriving around 7:30. He told me to get on the bed so he could get me ready. I took off my clothes and laid on the bed and watched him strip revealing a nice 8" cock half hard and already dripping precum. He grabbed his bag and joined me on the bed. He pulled out a bottle of lube and a big silver vibrating dildo. Told me he had to get me loosened up for some of the big cocks I was going to be getting. He lubed my hole and shoved the dildo inside for a good ten minutes till my hole was nice and loose. He replaced the dildo with his hard cock and began ramming me as hard as he could. He pushed my legs back and pounded my hole till I felt his cock spasming and dumping its toxic seed deep up in me. He kept fucking me till his cock went soft and then he replaced it with the dildo. He looked down at me and send that was number one. He then informed me that some of the guys would know I was a neg chaser, but others wouldn’t fuck me if they knew I was neg so I was to keep quiet about my status. Additionally, I would not be permitted to see who was fucking me, as he reached into his bag and pulled out a leather hood. I almost came at the thought of it. He told me to sit up so he could put the hood on me and that once on, it would not be removed until the last breeder had left the room. If I had to use the bathroom or get a drink of water I was to ask for him and he would guide me there. After he secured the straps on the hood, he told me to lay on the stomach on the bed as the first person would be there any minute. Just as I lay on the bed I heard a knock on the door. I heard my host go open the door and let somebody in. They whispered for a few minutes and then I could hear somebody undressing. I felt somebody get on the bed and then felt a tongue slide right in my hole. He buried his face in my freshly fucked hole and drove me wild. Then he climbed up on top of me and slid a fat 7” cock deep inside me. As he laid on my back I felt a furry muscled chest and two beefy muscular arms wrapped around me. He bucked and pumped in my hole for at least 10 minutes and then shoved his cock as deep as possible and squeezed me tight and whispered in my ear, “I’m cumming inside you.” After he got off of me I heard him sitting down on the sofa on the other side of the room and began talking with my host. Suddenly I felt a skinny finger rubbing my hole. Somebody else had evidently come in while I was being breed by the last guy. I felt him climb on the bed and pull my ass cheeks apart and started sliding his skinny fingers in and out of me. Then he pulled out his fingers and replaced them with a toothbrush and really started to rough-up my hole. He told me to roll over on my back and he kept brushing my hole but was now sucking my hard cock. He stopped brushing my hole and I felt him straddle me and shove my cock up his own hole. I reached up and felt his skinny body with only a sprinkling of hair down the middle leading to a thin rock hard 9” cock. He started riding my cock like a pro when my host came over and told him, “we have a job to do here, remember.” And with that he climbed off my cock, pushed my legs back and shoved his cock deep inside me. He only lasted a minute until he started shaking and pumping his load deep in me. When he calmed down, he replaced his cock with the toothbrush and scoured my hole. As he pulled the toothbrush from my hole I heard him tell my host, “it’s nice and dripping pink.” He told him, “Good job, you are finished now.” My host told me to roll over and get on my knees as a group of guys were on their way up. I heard a knock on the door and then my host greeting at least ten different men. I felt my ass being inspected by all kinds of hands and my head being pulled to the side of the bed and a fat ten inch cock being shoved in my mouth. I sucked for a minute getting it wet before it was pulled from my mouth and replaced with another. This continued until one guy crawled on the bed in front of me, laid back and pulled my head down to his sweaty crotch and shoved his cock in my mouth as I felt a cock slide deep in my abused hole. The first three guys didn’t last long and pumped their loads deep inside me. The fourth guy however fucked like a pile driver with a huge cock. The other guys were all egging him on which got the guy I was sucking all turned on. He pulled his cock from my mouth and pushed my head lower to lick and suck on his sweaty balls. It smelled like he hadn’t showered in days but I was so turned on I didn’t care. When he rolled back and showed me his ripe hole I couldn’t help myself and just dove in with my tongue and licked up his funk. This pushed him over the edge and he pulled my head up, shoved his cock back in my mouth and blew an enormous load. I held it in my mouth until he was finished and then spit it in my hand. I reached around and let it pour on the pile driver’s cock which drove him over the edge. He screamed out as his whole body shook cumming inside me. After that the next four guys barely lasted long enough to shove their cocks in me and add their loads to the mix. After they left, I heard my host tell somebody, “you’re up.” Then I felt a guy climb on the bed in front of me and a dirty cheesy dick was pressed to my lips. The smell made me want to gag but he was insistent and just forced his cock in my mouth. I reached up to feel his chest and found only a fat sweaty body. Once his cock got hard he pushed me down on the bed and shoved his cock inside me. Luckily he didn’t last too long as I thought he was going to crush me as he pounded his cock in me. He grunted as he unloaded up my hole. I heard him get up and leave. My host came over and told me to sit up as he removed the hood. He told me he saved the last guy until the end because he had full blown AIDS, never taken meds, and had a high viral load. He told me he was going to fuck me one last time so I could cum. I laid back on the bed and lifted my legs and just as he started to enter my hole his cell phone started ringing. He pulled out and answered and told the caller to come on up. He hung up and told me his buddy had just gotten off work and he was going to let him finish me off as he can always cum three times in a row. He also informed me that I wouldn’t have to put the hood back on since his buddy like to look into the eyes of the guys he was breeding. A knock on the door and my host let in a hot muscular black daddy. He worked for some maintenance department for the city and was still in his uniform. My host introduced us and the guy told me to lay back on the edge of the bed because he hadn’t cum in days and I was going to take care of that. He opened his pants and let them fall down around his ankles and a fat 9 inch cock sprang to life. He told me once he’s inside he doesn’t pull out until he’s satisfied. Then he asked if I was ready. I lifted my legs and told him I was his. He just shoved the full length of his cock in and started pounding away. His dick was huge and kind of painful on my worn hole. I was stroking my cock while he was fucking me and started really getting into it. He looked down and told me he would tell me when I could cum. He picked up the pace and looked me in the eye and asked, “Do you want my poz babies?” I pleaded for him to give them to me, and he did with a guttural scream and a whole body orgasm. He slowed down but didn’t stop fucking me. He pulled off his shirt and I reached up to feel his barrel of a chest. He kept pounding away at my hole when my host came over and shoved his cock in my mouth and fed me a huge load of cum. I licked and sucked up every last drop which pushed the guy in my hole to his second orgasm. He unloaded much like the first time and again he didn’t stop. He told me to get close as he wanted to knock me up one more time while I shoot my load. When I told him I was there he grabbed my cock and stroked it hard while he pounded his third load of the night into me and I shot mine up over my head. He and my host scooped up my load and fed it to me and told me to taste my last negative load. I tested positive four weeks later.

Part 2 Jason pulled his cock out of his mouth, then spat on my face. Globs of his warm spit covered my cheeks and nose; I was completely covered in saliva. He then took his cock and mixed our saliva on my face. I moaned in ecstasy. "Fucking slut," he said. He reached over to his desk, and pulled out two full, syringes. One was dark red. "You know what's in here?" he asked. I shook my head, still gasping and moaning for his cock. "This red one is yours and has my poz blood in it. One slam and you're guaranteed poz. It also has .6 g of Tina in it. You ready for this slam? Once the need pricks your arm, there's no going back." I hadn't known Jason was poz, and I didn't even care at this point. The idea of having his bug, that he was exerting this power over me and changing my life, that he didn't care about me and just wanted to drug me up and use me like a piece of trash... that was overwhelming. Without hesitation, I screamed, "YES! SLAM ME WITH THAT POZ BLOOD!" He tied a tourniquet around my arm and had me make a fist, then slid the needle in. I felt a little prick, and then a hot rush. He released the tourniquet, and my mind exploded. I coughed as my head buzzed and spun. I felt a loosnening and heating of my body. Jason then slammed himself and popped a viagara. I moaned and writhed on Jason's bed, pulling off my tank top and showing off my asshole to him. Jason grabbed my legs and teased my pussy with his hot breath. Then he leaned in and began slurping. I felt his 5' o clock shadow rubbing against my asscheeks like sandpaper. His cold tongue massaged my hole as I flew; I had transformed into a full-fledged poz tweaking slut, and I was having the ride of my life. I never imagined I'd be begging for cock with empty syringes around me and my face covered in spit. It was a dream come true. He pried my cunt open with his fingers and fucked me with his tongue. I moaned loudly, and my eyes rolled back into their sockets. I was so high I would've done anything for Jason's dick at that point. I wanted load after load in my hole. Jason spat on my ass and rubbed his spit into my hole as I groaned. "My cunt feels so wet," I groaned. "All the better for me to fuck it," he sneered. "Wanna get even higher?" "YES!" I screamed as he hungrily plunged back into licking my asshole. He pulled his face away, then threw me on my back. He repacked the pipe and handed it to me, then grabbed a bottle of car grease and lathered it over my hole. He took a funnel from his drawer and planted it in my ass. The thin funnel planted itself in my ass loosely. He stood up. I had already lit the bowl, and felt the sweet taste of chemicals rushing into my body. He aimed his dick at the funnel and began to piss. I felt the dark yellow liquid trickle into my ass and up my intestines. My stomach churned as his chem piss flooded my system. He pissed for what felt like eternity; my body was full of his juice. He then removed the funnel, and my ass began overflowing, so he planted a butt plug and allowed the piss to sit inside me. At that point, I must've been so high I was bordering on overdosing. It took only what felt like 5-10 minutes for the piss to suddenly get me higher than what I thought was humanly possible. I was flying to the point where I was practically screaming for more cock. In that moment, I achieved nirvana. I realized that my whole life has led up to this: This is my purpose in life. A boy's hole is to be used by men, and he is just a piece of trash to be fucked and fucked again. I didn't care about dying early; this was my mission and goal in life, and I didn't want to do anything else. I wanted to be a chem whore. "Put on your shirt and boots, we're taking a little trip," he told me. I was confused, but I did as commanded. I left his apartment shamelessly, with my cutoffs torn at my ass and a buttplug still crammed in. He threw a coat over me, and we walked downstairs to another apartment. There were four men in the apartment playing poker at a kitchen table with bags of crystal everywhere. My eyes glowed at the sight of the drugs, already hooked. Two of them were burly and hairy, although one was significantly shorter than the other. The last one was an older man, dressed in a business attire with peppery hair. Jason introduced me. The shorter one was Bruce, the big guy was Blake, and the older gentleman was John. "What's that?" Bruce asked. He walked up to me and slid the plug out of my ass. A flood of slampiss flushed out of my hole. He grinned. "Price of crystal's going up. This is our cash cow," Jason said proudly. "Pozzed and hooked on Tina already. I say we break him in." "It's 'it', not 'him'," John corrected. "He's property now." The room spun so much that I couldn't even stand up straight. I must've blacked out for a minute, but I phased back in moments later on a bed at the sight of Jason completely naked. He had a large biohazard tattoo on his chest. His giant, hard dick was brushing up against my asshole, which had been lubed with car grease and vaseline. He had one of the blunts I brought. "Light up, man. We're gonna be using this trash for a long time," Bruce chuckled. The rest of them were passing around a bong as they watched Jason's tip enter my hole. It was large, thicker than any dick I had ever taken. I moaned in ecstasy, having needed his toxic pole inside me for so long. "FUCK ME!" I screamed, and everyone in the room laughed. "Take it, whore," Jason murmured, as he plunged sharply into my ass. I could feel my insides being torn up, but the drugs took away all the pain and kept all the pleasure. It was unbelievable, and I needed him to fuck me harder and faster. "Yeah, fuck that garbage," Blake laughed as he spat on me. Jason smoked the blunt as he quickened his pace. He was fucking my as hard as he could, completely empowered and entranced by the pleasure of plowing up my partied up hole. "OH YEAH! OH-" "Shut the whore up," Blake ordered, and Bruce rammed his dick down my throat before I could finish. Bruce's dick was 6" and fat, a beautiful dick that was almost made for porn. Bruce and Jason fucked my brains out together. Jason pressed the blunt to my lips, and I inhaled without thinking. As my mind floated, I felt happy to finally serve my purpose. Continued in Part 3

.....While we had started off trying to be quiet, it had ended up a rather loud verbal fuck. As my focus shifted from Chis I realized several guys were standing around us watching us. None were wearing any towels, and each guy was stroking his hard cock. Chris, moved to a sitting position, still trying to catch his breath after the fuck. As he leaned his back against the wall he looked at me and then at the men. "So, my little bro here just took his first raw load, who wants to be his second?" I was stunned, and lowered my legs, closing off access to my freshly fucked hole and looked up at Chris. His blue eyes were no longer friendly or seductive, inviting me on an adventure with him. They were now a dark icy blue. "Spread your legs bitch" he ordered. I hesitated a bit too long and he slapped me across the face and reached down, and grabbing my ankle forcibly lifting my left leg, while Zach whispered encouragement into my ear "come on, you know you want it.... you just took your first load, you cant stop there".... "You know you want more" and lifted my right knee up to my chest. I looked back at Chris. Fuck I was going to realize both of my fantasies in one night - my nice older brother who seduced me into sex and taught me to be a better bottom had in an instant turned into the sadistic older brother whoring me out to his friends...or in this case, most likely total strangers. For the next hour or so I worked my way seemingly though all of the ethic neighborhoods of Chicago. First a silent blond uncut Slav. He was probably 6'2 or 3, and easily 220 lbs of solid muscle, blond - but with a flatter face with a wide flat nose, not the thin Nordic look from back home, he had a wide strong flat hairless chest and in fact was smooth all the way down to a tangle of dark blonde pubes surrounding a big fat uncut cock. Even hard he had about 1/2 inch of skin covering a massive mushroom head, which he shoved raw into my ass without much ceremony, giving a contented sigh as he filled my ass. "Sweet" he muttered, and proceeded to pump away, keeping his eyes almost closed, his hands wrapped around my ankles which he held high in the air spreading my legs wide, fucking in deep, pulling almost all the way out and then shoving in deep so I could feel his pubes against my ass. Part way through the fuck he pulled all the way out, pulled the skin back reveling his purple head and plunged back into me. While he was fucking me Zach was whispering in my ear, asking how it felt, how I liked taking my second raw dick, knowing I was going to get another load of cum filling my ass......... The Slav was fucking faster now, and soon let out another grunt, opened his eyes a bit wider so that he was looking me in the eyes, "yea. take it, take this fucking load" his thrusts which had been keeping up a steady - if increasingly faster rhythm, grew jerky and and I could feel his cock grow bigger, as he made one, two, three final hard thrusts into me "here's my load" He stayed in me for a moment his hips still, pressed deeply against my ass, as I felt his cock flex, inside me, pumping out its' final spurts of cum. His eyes had closed again while he was coming, they opened slowly as he pulled out, but I could not tell what he was thinking. As he pulled out, Zach pulled him over, and getting on all fours looked up at him and said, 'let me clean that off for you" the Slav let him take his cock into his moth while Zack moaned, I knew he was tasting not only the Slavs cum, but surely Chris's cum too which I am sure was partly trapped under the Slav's foreskin. While Zach was cleaning off the Slav's cock with his mouth, a skinny black guy naked except for a dew rag over his hair shoved his big coal black cut cock into my ass "sweet baby, you do have a fine white pussy"..."ya - take my nigga cock. ....you know you want it ....you fucking white whore".... "all you white boys want it and you are going to get it". He was probably only 19 or 20. 5'8, 'maybe' 5'9 with a tight lean build with a tiny 27' waist which made his cock look even bigger. He looked the type that probably wore his jeans baggy with no belt showing off his ass in tight boxer briefs. Like the Slav he was also fairly smooth, but his short tightly curled pubes felt differently against my ass, and it was hot to get a glimpse of his pits, filled with the same short tightly curled black hair that surrounded his cock. His 'hot' racial talk was not exactly a turn on for me... although he was my first black cock, which was, I hated to admit a turn on, I always thought I was too PC for getting turned on just by getting fucked by a black guy... but then hell, up until an hour or so I was too PC to even have let I guy I was dating fuck me without a condom, much less let a line of guys I had never met before, so I let his racial talk flow over me. But what really turned me on was that the guy REALLY did know how to FUCK!. He was almost as as good as Chris, maybe his technique was even better, Chris had just been a hotter fuck because of my whole brother fantasy. And sure the size of the black cock helped... but I had had a really boring fuck once from a guy with a dick just as big, but this kid really knew how to use it.... it was a good hard fuck. He fucked me for a good 15 minuets without letting up, changing his tempo, fast, then slow, sometimes he would pump just the head of his cock in and out of my ass lips, then just as I was getting used to that, he would slam the full length all the way into me, causing me to let out a moan and my cock to twitch, "you like that white boy? you like my big raw nigga dick in that white faggot pussy" he seemed content to fuck me, and keep up the racial patter one sided, then he pulled out and didn't come back into me again "So faggot I asked you a question. Do you like it?" ..... I didn't answer fast enough "I asked a question faggot" "Yes", "Yes What? faggot" "I want your cock", "ya boy?" How do you want it?...Tell me faggot, what kind of cock do ou want". Now as I mentioned I was a good PC liberal guy and had actually never used the word before. but now I said it with full meaning, afraid if I didn't say it, and make it sound like I believed it, he really would walk away without giving me his load " Fuck me... please,,, Fuck me ...raw ....." I took a breath ...."with that monster raw nigger cock of yours ....breed my white faggot ass.... please...." "you got it bitch" and he slammed in hard. One second my ass had been empty, the next second I had all 8-1/2" of fat raw niger dick in my ass. He fuck hard and fast for another minute before announcing loudly enough for all of the guys around us "Here cums a nice big raw load of niga cum for your sloppy cunt you fucking little white faggot slut" his dark brown eyes were staring right into me as he shot his load, and I wondered if the racial 'play' might not have been 'play' for him.... maybe he got off on breeding white guys. (I would find out later that he did, and with good reason, considering what a group of white poz tops had done to him one night a year before, but I didn't know that then, it would be another year before I learned that story... and by that time I had grown enough to enjoy the session he and his friends would give me), And right then I didn't really have too much time to think about it as he pulled his dick out of my ass without much ceremony and shoved it into Zachs mouth to have 'the pretty little white cocksucker clean off his niga cock" An Asian guy was sliding his dick into me. he was probably in his mid thirties average height and average build but his cock was anything but average, it was really skinny, - I mean really skinny with just a small tapered head at the tip, but it was at the tip of the longest cock I had ever seen, It was even longer than the black kids or Chris's, so long that he hit spots that had never been reached inside of me before. (So much for all Asians having small cocks) and he was I was sure, shoving my first three loads of cum even deeper into my guts. While I was taking his cock I looked to my right and saw that Zack, still on all fours, was taking a dick up his ass while now sucking off another guy. Looking to my left I saw Chris, his dick was hard again and he leaned over to kiss me and then whispered in my ear "It is turning me on so fucking much watching you become a total bareback cum whore" I reached over to grab his cock but he took my hand away and told me "don't worry, you will get to feel it again, I am really looking forward to feeling how sloppy your hole is going to be next time I fuck it" when the Asian guy came, I couldn't really feel it - but I knew it from how his hips jerked into me and then stopped as me muttered under his breath. His eye had been closed the whole time he was fucking me and he only glanced at me briefly as he pulled out and moved over, both to have Zach clean it off as well as make way for the next guy was was very eager to get into me. He was a stereotypical college frat boy, 5'11", maybe 6' sold jock body from working out (he looked like he had at least one letter jacket in the closet back home) with short dark hair with sideburns and just a bit of hair across his chest. He clearly thought he was gods gift to women, and that a mere faggot like me was lucky to have him fuck me (although later, on other nights, when it took him a few more drinks than normal to get up the courage to come to the baths I would see him close to passed out being passed around taking more raw dicks up his ass than I did that 1st night, but again I am getting ahead of myself) .... 'take my cock you fucking faggot cunt, faggot ,,,, ya I'm going to breed your fagot pussy' I felt sorry for the women I am sure he fucked after a frat party, - he was a lousy fuck, his only saving grace was he did have a nice sized cock, and he was so turned on that I didn't have to listen to too many more variations of "ya fag take my jock cock up your sweet faggot pussy"... "fuck you're a sweeter fuck than my girlfriend"....."ya,... you really know how to service a real man don't you faggot" before he shot his load into me and pulled out. Next was an Italian Daddy..... easily mid 50's but decent build, dark olive skin with thick fur across his chest and a trail down to a thick bush, he had a gold chain around his neck with some religious medal on it, a wedding ring on his finger, only a bit of a paunch, with a nice cock. Most importantly he was as an experienced fuck as the jock boy had been inexperienced... but then, he clearly had had many more years of experience. While I had been almost bored by the jocks fuck (well at least as bored as one can be taking ones 5th unprotected load ever, as part of ones first train run) the Daddy had clearly been turned on watching me take the kids fuck. He leaned down and started telling me how I was the same age as is son, and switched over to me being his son and how it was hot watching my best friend from college fuck me, and "now he was going to fill me up with the same cum that made me", how... "my ass was a sweeter fuck than your moms pussy" mixed in with frequent "ya take your daddy's dick"..."take your daddy's raw cock son". The father/son role play did nothing for me, it was even kind of a turn off, it just seemed a bit creepy....the only family 'play' that turned me on I was big brothers. And I had found my big brother and I had him, or had had him, and he was still right next to me and had just promised to fuck me again, and that was all that I wanted really. But suddenly I was getting turned on..... not by the Daddy/son role play...but because all that Daddy/son talk was turning HIM on..... every time he called me "son" every time he talked about his "raw daddies cock knocking up his boy" I could feel his cock throb and get harder.... and I was getting turned on by turning him on.... as I looked over I cold see Chris's cock was even harder than before, but every time some bottom came up and tried to suck his cock - or in anyway service him, he brushed them aside... he was watching me..... watching me submit to him by taking any cock he told me to take, And THAT I could tell was turning HIM on. It was a two for one. By submitting the the Dad's fantasy I was turning him on AND I was turning Chris on at the same time. All those years I thought I had been a good bottom, but now I was truly discovering what it meant to be a good bottom... I needed to be the bottom that the TOP wanted/needed me to be.... it didn't mater what I wanted or liked.... I needed to fulfill THEIR fantasy, if they wanted me to beg for their 'nigger cum' I would, if I needed to pretend that the jock boy was the best fuck I had ever had, next time he fucked me I would. Chris and I locked eyes again, and the coldness was gone, it had been replaced instead with the most amazing look of hunger and wanting I had ever seen. I saw pre cum leaking out of his cockhead and I realized that my own cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt. I turned back to the Daddy, "Fuck me Daddy" I moaned. "Oh ya...fuck me like you fuck mom"..... "Fill me with the same cum that made me".... "please, please fuck me daddy, fuck me"...."Knock me up"..."make your boy pregnant" The daddy leaned down and shoved his tongue in my mouth, which was kind of hot, he was the first guy in the train run who had kissed me, the rest had just used my ass, which was hot in its own way to just being used, but Daddy was as good a kisser as he was a fuck, and it added to the intensity of the role play. He thrust hard with his hips.... moaning into my mouth..... "Oh fuck ya Nick, take it"... "take your Daddy's cum Nick"....And boy did he give it to me. I could feel his cock throbbing and pulsing as he shot load after load of cum in his ass, It was maybe one of the longer orgasm I had ever given a top.... I could only hope that one day he would actually be able to fuck his son, who I assumed was named Nick. Cause, Nick, if you are reading this, I can tell you, your Dad is one heck of an amazing fuck... you have no idea what you are missing After the Daddy pulled out, Zach went down to clean him off, and Chris rolled back on top of me, effectively ending the train run for now, while he started to fuck my mouth his his tongue I felt his hard cock pressing against my ass, I wrapped my legs around his waist, my ankles at the bottom of his ass cheeks, in hopes of pulling his cock back inside of me, I could feel the head right at my ass lips, teasing my hole, but instead of entering me, he whispered in my ear asking me if I wanted to come back to their room, "Fuck ya!!!" I said. Zach seemed to know what was going on and made short work of cleaning off the daddy's cock just as the guy that had been fucking him was loudly cumming in his ass. I had lost track of who or how many guys had fucked a load inot Zach while I was getting fucked, but I had the feeling that he had been keeping up with me.... not to mention that he had had a head start on taking loads earlier in the evening. Zach joined us as we walked to their room, this time Chris gave me my towel to wear, I was kind of disappointed that Zach seemed to be joining us, as I would have loved a one on one with Chris. ---- to be continued.

II. “You up?” It was 2:00 A.M. and I was in fact awake, having just gotten back from bar hopping with some friends. I also happened to be feeling a little frisky. “Yeah…” “You want this big dick in that pretty little ass again?” It had been three weeks since our first encounter, and we had not spoken. "Come over?” “On my way, baby.” I was excited. I had jerked off thinking about the intense first fuck we had many times, and it was high time for a repeat. I threw on a sexier outfit, black skinny jeans (no underwear) and a tight white v-neck tee. I was ready just in time for the buzzer to go off, and opened the door to something of a surprise. “Hey baby. You remember my roommate Alex?” “Ah… Sure.” “That’s cool right?” “Well, it looks like I don’t have much of a choice, but yeah. It’s cool” I shot a sly smile over to Alex who proceeded to introduce himself by grabbing my ass, pulling me towards himself for a long, deep kiss. “I’ve heard all about you, cutie” He said, breaking off our kiss. “I’ve been looking forward to getting in this hot ass of yours.” John came up behind me, his crotch pressing against my ass, his hands reached to my chest, I leaned my head back, relaxing into him. “Now, you’re going to be a good boy and give it up to my friend here like you did to me, right baby?” He smelled like alcohol and cigarettes, he started grinding his hips into me. It was intoxicating. Three weeks ago I had never taken it raw, and now I was sandwiched between two relative strangers ready to take turns breeding me. It was all I could do to grunt a response and run my hand up his thigh to grip his stiffening cock. He licked my ear. With my other hand I reached forward to rub Alex’s dick through his very tight jeans. I was not disappointed. Though he wasn’t anywhere near John’s glorious 9.5 inches, he was packing a thick 8 incher. Sandwiched between two hung and aggressive men, what more could a budding size queen ask for? John started to pull my shirt up as it came off over my head, Alex went for my nipples, sucking, licking, biting. I was starting to feel pretty good swaying my hips around, feeling the hot bodies of the men who were treating me so right. I pulled Alex up into a kiss, he un-buttoned my jeans as his tongue snaked its way into my mouth. I groaned into him, and John pulled my jeans down, exposing my ass. Alex spread my cheeks as John went to his knees to eat me out. His long tongue went deep inside of me, and it felt so good I just collapsed against Alex as he continued to kiss me deeply. I was beginning to get the impression that they had done this before, which turned me on even more. Feeling like just another in a long line of good boys these two managed to turn out made me feel exactly as I wanted to feel: used. Alex made his way up from my ass, I hadn’t noticed but he has removed all of his clothing and was spitting on his hand and rubbing it all over his now fully hard dick. I was wet and loose and, given my previous encounter had though ahead to spend some time loosening myself up before they arrived. John’s strong hand griped my hip, and I bent forward instinctively as john pressed his dickhead against my hole. “Ready baby?” I pushed back in response, his dick slipping inside of me. I gasped into Alex’s mouth and he started to push me back on John’s dick as John pushed forward. I was no longer in control, and I was loving it. The invasion hurt, but not as much as it had in the past, and they went slowly enough to allow me to get used to it. “We want it to feel good for you baby, you’re in for it tonight…” Alex said with a devilish grin. I whimpered as I felt John bottom out inside of me. I spread my legs a little wider. Arched my back a little more. and John pushed a little more into me. I clung to Alex for support, but, it would seem, playtime was over. Alex whipped his hard dick out and pushed me down on it at the same time as John began to fuck me in earnest. I held on to Alex’s tight ass for support as slapped my ass and started to really slam into me. “Oh fuck this boy takes a good dick! He’s fucking perfect man, I might have to give him his first load already! Would you like that bitch?” Alex released me from his cock long enough for me to respond, “UH HUH!” after which he shoved his thick cock back down my throat. My ass was on fire from John’s assault. His pace had increased to load spewing velocity, and his grip on my hips had tighted. His strokes became harder and fast, breathing shallower as he cried out, slammed all the way into me and came deep inside my ass. “Aw FUCK that’s good. Alex baby, take this slut for a ride!” With that, John pulled out and pushed me down on my back over the arm of my couch and pulled my jeans the rest of the way off. Alex stripped off his remaining clothes. I was in a daze as he took hold of my ankles and rested his cock at the entrance to my hole. I was tingling with anticipation, feeling his dick on the brink of entering me. I tried to buck up to get it inside but the angle wasn’t right. Alex laughed saying “Oh you found a hot one this time, Johnny, this boy can’t live without someone inside of him!” he began to slowly insert himself into me. “I told you he was gonna be a good fuck” John replied. After John, his 8 inches felt like a vacation, and my ass gobbled him up eagerly. Soon he was balls deep and fucking me like our lives depended on it. I was gasping, clawing at Alex’s back, shoulders, ass. I was frantic with lust. I clasped my ankles around his back, and my head fell back onto the couch. Alex was sucking on my neck as I looked over at John, sitting in a chair in the corner with his partially soft dick glistening in the low light of my apartment. Smirking. I felt transported. “Come on baby, turn around for me” Alex said as he pulled out. Quickly I went to all fours on the floor and Alex mounted me from behind. Is there any better feeling as a bottom, than being mounted from behind by a well hung stallion who filly intends on filling you up with his cum? He pushed my chest to the ground keeping my ass high in the air, and pounding into me with all his might. I was loving it. With one hand on the back of my neck and one on my hip, Alex yelled out “Oh baby, you gonna take my load? You gonna take this cum in your ass?” “Fuck yeah, give it to me!” I mumbled. And he did, with the longest, loudest orgasm I had heard in a long time. He pulled out of me, and I collapsed on the floor. Alex sat next to me, recovering, and John stood up, took my arm and pulled me to my feet, and kissed me deeply, his hand moving to the small of my back. The other softly cradling my ass and asked “you want some more baby?” I nodded. He took me to the bedroom while Alex helped himself to a shower. He lay me down on the bed and crawled on top of me. I could feel his hardness against mine. I rubbed my dick against his, desperate for the contact. I had yet to cum. He rolled me onto my side, lifted a leg and began pushing his dick into me, laying next to me. One of my favorite positions, I moan and take hold of my leg to spread it more for him. My ass was looser than ever before, and I took him easily this time. I was impressed at myself, and arched my back to get more of him into me. I was born for this. John fucked me slowly, passionately, deeply. Running his hands over my body, pulling my nipples, griping my throat pulling my head into him so he could lick my ears, suck on my neck. Alex, done with his shower, had been watching us in the doorway. I guess he wasn’t quite ready to be done yet, because he came around and took my cock in his mouth. It was the first attention my cock had gotten all night, and he took it alllll the way down. John continued to fuck, Alex continued to suck until it was too much, john moved his hand down to my belly and I had the most powerful orgasm of my life, straight down Alex’s throat. He swallowed all of it, and came up to share some of the leftovers with me. I wouldn’t be able to take much more from John after an orgasm like that, so I was thankful when I felt John’s pace change, and he whispered “Oh SHIT in my ear as he came in me for his second, and my third load of the night. And so they left me. On the bed, cum leaking out of my ass and down my leg. Fully satisfied, with a smile on my face. A peck on my forehead, and John and Alex were gone. “’Till next time sweetness.”

Tony and Charlie's bedroom already reeked of mansex, and with the rest of the swim team standing there waiting to fuck my boyfriend Joe, I knew it was about to get a lot more intense. I looked down at my boyfriend's ass and saw ropes of cum seeping out. His hole was red and puffy. Charlie took my hand and guided my fingers. “Rub that cum in, boy. It'll help sooth his guts, and it'll keep him nice and slippery for the rest of the team.” Tony was smiling, standing with his hands on his hips, his dick already hard again, bouncing slightly. “The boy asked 'Who's next?'” Tony roughly turned by boy over so he was on his back, knees up to his chest. I asked him, “Is the team going to fuck him bare too?” “Hell, yeah. That's what he came he for.” I had no clue what he was talking about. Out of the ten or so guys standing there, the most senior swimmers were Mike, Dan, and Andrew. Mike had shoved his fat dick in my mouth earlier as Charlie was tricking me into taking his dick raw. He strutted up to me and said. “I think it'll be your boyfriend's job to finish what you started earlier. But first, get me wet for him. Wouldn't want to tear him up, at least not until everyone's had a go, right?” I knew he had a point. I wanted my boy to enjoy this as much as possible. I knelt and slobbered all over his dick as Mike grabbed the back of my head and forced his manhood all the way to the back of my throat. He pulled out, taking my hand and wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock. “Put it in his hole.” I guided his slimy cock into my boy's dripping hole. He grunted as Mike slammed in without any hint of compassion or concern for my boy's pleasure. “Fuck. I've been waiting to tag this boy's hole again since Spring tryouts!” Again, I thought? Had my boyfriend already been fucked by these guys, even before we met? Mike hammered away at his target, picking up the pace. I watched as his hips slammed forward over and over again, finally shooting his wad into my Joe's eager hole. Andrew was next up. He flipped my boyfriend over onto his knees and started fingering my boy's hole. I couldn't believe the flood of cum that rushed out. He wiped some on his hard dick and fingered the rest back into my boyfriend's hole. “Wanna watch this up close?” he asked me. He instructed me to lay on my back under my boyfriend, with my chin right under his balls. “Spread his cheeks for me.” I followed orders, my face only inches away as Andrew entered my boyfriend. He was much more gentle than Mike had been, and took his time. My boyfriend must have liked his style. He started moaning. Only then did he realize my dick was right in front of his face. He was moaning too much to give me a proper blowjob, but that was okay as I would have cum in a second. After a few minutes, Andrew said, “Here it cums!” He thrust in, balls deep. I was amazed that I could literally see his balls churn and see the cum flow up his cock and into my Joe's willing ass. He stayed there for a minute before withdrawing. Dan stepped up next. His dick was shorter than the other guys, but still an impressive six inches or so, and it must have been as thick as a beer bottle. “I usually go last,” he chuckled. “I need a few dicks to loosen up a boy's hole for me first. And lots of lube.” With the rest of the team standing in a semicircle, all jacking, Dan pulled my boy onto his side. He laid down next to him, almost like they were spooning. “It's okay Joe. Just back onto it.” By this time, Joe was loose enough to take him all the way. After laying there taking Dan's thrusts, it was like he came to life. He maneuvered Dan onto his back and started riding his cock. “Damn,” Dan shouted, “I think he may be a bit loose for me!” He ordered me to crouch in front and shove some fingers in there. My cock was drooling precum, so I used a bit to lube up my fingers and managed to get three into my boy's hole, gliding next to Dan's dick as he ravaged Joe. I saw more of that familiar pink foam on my hand, knowing that Joe had to be bleeding a bit inside. With the added tightness, it didn't take Dan long to add his spooge to the rest. He lifted Joe up so just the tip of his wide cock was in Joe's ass. I watched as cum oozed out from Joe's hole and down Dan's dick. “Clean up that mess, boy,” shouted Tony. The coach forced my head onto Dan's cock. I tasted cum, cum, and more cum, mixed with the taste of ass and blood. After that, it was a free for all. I watched as my boyfriend took at least seven more cocks, some long and skinny, some thick and curved. The only thing they had in common was that they all fucked my boy's hole bare. By the end, my boy was on the floor in the middle of the room, soaked with sweat, cum all over his crotch. Tony said, “Now it's your turn boy.” For a moment, I thought they all wanted a turn at my hole. The look on my face must have shown my anxiety. “No. Let your boyfriend finally cum. We want you to sit on his cock. And guess what's going to lube your hole, boy?” I knew all of those guys' cum was going to go in my hole. I knew Joe was desperately in need of release after all that. I went down on my hands and knees, my ass upturned and ready. Joe was still on his back, with has ass drooling buckets of cum. Charlie and Tony mopped up the mess with their tongues and hands, witping and spitting it onto Joe's dick. Tony worked his fingers into Joe's hole, releasing a ******* of jizz. He pressed his fingers into my ass, working as much cum into my raw hole as possible. When Joe had recovered enough to get to his knees, the guys carried him over to me. Joe leaned on my back, too tired to move, but still desperate to fuck. Mike and Andrew spread my cheeks. Dan and Charlie guided Joe's dick to my hole as Tony lined up behind Joe. Joe moaned, and I knew Tony was fucking him again. As Tony thrust into Joe, Joe moved involuntarily forward as his cock entered me. He was like a ragdoll as Tony pummeled his sore, loose hole. “Fuck, I love it sloppy,” jeered Tony. Joe couldn't hold off long and I felt him shooting his load into my hole, mixing his seed with that of the entire team. We all collapsed onto the floor and laid in a sweaty pile. When Joe and I had come to our senses, the team was gone. Charlie and Tony were laying in the bed. We were both sticky, covered with cum and sweat, but didn't they didn't want us to shower. They got up, helped us to dress, and led us downstairs. Tony called us a cab, as we were both to exhausted and fucked up to drive. He whispered to us as we got in the cab, “Make sure you don't wash your holes tonight, boys. We worked hard to get you both full of cum, and you'd better stay that way all night.” In the ride back to campus, Joe confessed to me that he had let some of the team fuck him at Tryouts. He also confessed that he had taken their dicks raw and let them cum in him. He explained that he wanted to be part of the team. “What about disease,” I asked him, realizing what a hypocrite I was, sitting there with my ass oozing cum just like his. “Um yeah. About that. A few weeks after Tryouts, I got sick. Real sick. Don't be surprised if you get real sick in a week or so. They call it the fuck flu.” To be continued?