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Predators and prey (Part 9) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Michael didn’t know how long they drove. He lost the track of time. He just knew, it was finally over and he felt the warmth of the guys back in front of him. He felt safe…. Darkness….. “…. raped… almost snuffed… ” someone almost shouted. “What the fuck did you think Steven?” another voice asked. “…. had to fuck this slut….. “ “…. kidnap…..” those words made no sense to Michael at all. “… crazy….. This is just insane…..” Dark voices were whispering above his head. His mind wandered in and out. Michael was too exhausted and he needed to get some rest, after this powerful abuse he endured for so many hours. “…. cops…. you will go to jail, if they find….” Hands were touching him. “I need to give him… stop whining you damn fool…..” Sometimes the voices he heard seemed to come from a distance, sometimes it was like someone shouted out loud. “…. help….. hold his cheeks apart…. Matt – pull his ass-cheeks apart now…. damage already done….. stitches….” Michael sighed. He was scared he would get hurt again. Did someone hurt him at all? He couldn’t remember the last few hours. He only knew his body was aching. His mind was floating back into the security of a deep and dreamless sleep. After another couple of hours Michael came back to consciousness. He heard the bed squeak. His eyes were still closed. He was too weak to even open them, but he felt a dull pain in his body. He was rocking forth and back slowly. He felt like a baby in his mother’s arms. So safe and secure…. and still there was this pain in his ass. He summoned all his strength and opened his eyelids a bit. The light did hurt his eyes and for the first moment he saw a ray of light shimmering golden above his face. His legs were pinned next to his head. This was so tiring. Moaning…. was he moaning? No… this was not his voice. He had to close his eyes, but the noises appeared louder now. It was as if his senses came back to life. Again he heard this heavy breathing. His butt was hurting. Michael forced himself to open his eyes more than he did before. Again he saw something golden swinging over his face back and forth. *grunting* The golden thing was a golden necklace that swung above his head. More squeaking noise reached his ears in a steady slow motion. Then he recognized the face of a guy, who was not even looking back at him. The guy seemed to be in his own world. His eyes were closed and he seemed relaxed. It was him who made the grunting noises. Michael was pretty sure about it. With all of his strength he managed to raise his head and saw the guy was fucking into his ass slowly. The stud didn’t even realize, that Michael was coming back to life, but was still too weak to resist. A loud moan emerged from the guy on top of Michael and he felt something warm entering his asshole. “Oh fuck…. oh…. fucking cunt” the bloke growled. Michael’s arse was aching and he felt every gush that was fired into him even more intensified. The twink hid again in a dark corner of his mind, while his legs were released from the pressure of being manhandled. On the third day he felt a gentle hand stroking his hair. He opened his eyes more easily, than the other day and saw the leather daddy smiling at him. “Hey little one – it is good to have you back. You must be hungry. I got a hot soup for you. Michael nodded insecurely - but when he tried to grab the spoon his hand was trembling so hard, that he was not able to eat. Steven took the spoon out of Michaels hand and started feeding him with a cheeky grin on his face. “Thank you Sir” the boy smiled for the first time and started eating. There was silence between them. Nothing was spoken. Steven fed Michael spoon by spoon. Suddenly the door opened and another guy entered the room. It was a handsome hunk and he greeted Michael, but you recognized at once, it wasn’t a warm welcome. “This is Matt…. and I am Steven, but you can call me Sir” the daddy told Michael. “Thank you, Sir…..” answered Michael with a timid little voice, Matt crossed his arms on his chest and observed the strange scenery. He didn’t approve with Stevens decision, to bring this slut into the house. In Matt’s opinion it would have been better if the guy was out cold or at least somewhere else. Michael looked at Matt and saw a golden necklace around his neck. It reminded the pup of something, but he couldn’t put the pieces together. While Steven kept on feeding him with the hot and tasty soup he looked at Matt and saw a nice bulge in front of his jeans. And he felt a kind of tingling in his ass… or was it just the pain he had endured before? ‘I am such a slut’ Michael thought. Matt looked at the boy contemptuously. In his eyes Michael was nothing but trouble and nothing but a cunt. Funny how both agreed on this term at least…..

SPEED BREEDING: Garrett was a self-proclaimed ‘ugly old troll’ but he had a fucking killer dick. His dick was long, thicker than a beer can - I know, I measured it several times and every time I stood in awe –his dick had numerous weird bumps and humps on it like some Medieval fairy tale, and spewed unmedicated POZ cum like an Arabian Stallion. I first met Garrett about 20 years ago at my very first “Sunday Funday” at one of the local gay bars. I don’t really do the whole gay scene, but the friends I was living with after just moving to town the day before took me with them as they were regulars and it was the place to see and be seen on a Sunday afternoon after all the queens had left church. We had not been on the patio of the bar for 5 minutes before my friend tapped me on the arm and held his drink forth like a royal scepter to point at a man sitting just in the shadows of the patio roof, “See him? That one? DON’T EVER talk to him. We NEVER speak with him.” He then proceeded to give the financial review and resume summary of all the ‘DC power queens’ in attendance - those he expected me to bow to, kiss their fucking hand, and pretend like I gave a fuck about their Martha Stewart Living chintz condo. I was at the bar, trying to get drink refills for my two friends and I to no avail. I had moved further and further down the bar trying to get the bartender’s attention and was literally leaning up on the bar on my forearms practically yelling at the jerk and was about to give up when someone squeezed my right arm, “Let me,” he said. It was Garrett. I shrugged, he said one word, “THOMAS!” and the bartender could not turn and pay attention to him fast enough. I was in awe. As Thomas was busy preparing my order I gave Garrett my thanks, “It’s nothing,” he said, “Thomas shows up at my door about four nights a week after the bar closes begging for my dick and load up his ass so the boy knows what’s at stake.” I blanched a bit at his bluntness, turned to see who else might have heard, then Garrett set his hand on my arm again, “I know what your friends over there say and think about me. I know what they all say and think about me. Ask me if I give a flying fuck! Half these fucking queens are ankles up on my bed at least once during the week as I fuck the shit out of them so here’s to you!” Wow - and I instinctively glanced down at his crotch and saw a fucking GIANT bulge straining his summer whites. Garrett’s hand was back on my arm, “You trying to get fucked?” I didn’t know what to say to that either. He spoke up again, “THOMAS! Double shots - Tequila - NOW!” The bartender bobbed his head, stopped the drink he was mixing, and poured four shots of Tequila in front of us. I’m more of a beer guy, but figured what the hell. I matched Garrett shot for shot and was soon stumbling through the crowd as I followed him to a door at the back marked NO ENTRY. He turned the lock, we stepped in, “YOU’RE NEW IN TOWN RIGHT?” GARRETT ASKED, “ I KNOW I WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED THAT ASS. PULL THOSE FUCKING SHORTS DOWN.” I obeyed without question, but once the pain of his raw cock ripping my hole open took the edge off the liquor I begged him to pull out and put a condom on. He just laughed, stuck a bottle under my nose and said, “Sniff this powder,” then kept fucking me. Before I knew it Garrett was rubbing my head like I was a pound puppy, “That’s some good ass boy. Just loaded you up. Here’s my number. Any time you need some good dick you just call.” The door opened and closed and I was alone. I tried to pull myself together, but felt pretty fucked up so when I left the stock room we had been in. I stumbled down the stairs, out to the curb, and caught a cab back to my friends’ place. I was together enough to call the bar from a pay phone, to have them paged, and to let them know I had come home and crashed and was not feeling well. I deflected their questions the next day and really did not think much about what had happened until I found the crumpled up paper in my pocket with the number. I called it. Garrett picked up on the second ring. There was no preamble, “Yeah I remember you. You need some more dick huh? Stop at the liquor store on your way. I need a bottle of Vodka.” Just over an hour and two shots of vodka later I was bent over in Garrett's hallway as he bred me with his massive, deformed, raw dick. With my pants still down around my ankles and his cum dripping from my hole, he led me to his bedroom pushed me onto the bed, undressed me, shoved some coke in front of my nose for me to snort, then handed me a bottle of poppers as he eased back up my cummy ass and started exploring. The coke made me high as fuck and one load was not enough. Two was not enough. Unlike my friends - and their friends - who I knew were prudes and would have had some snide comment, Garrett just smiled, patted me on the arm and said, “No worries. I know just who to call.” Less than 20 minutes later there was a horse dick sized BBC plowing my ass raw as Garrett sat quietly in the living room watching his TV. Once done, with BBC cum odor still filling the air, Garrett smiled, “Feel better? I’m sure you do. I always do after he fucks me. Yes, yes, I know I have a big dick, but as you know, sometimes there’s just nothing that feels better than a big black man fucking the hell out of you. OK. What are you doing Friday night?” I was fucked silly right then and could barely form two words, but Garrett went on, “Look. I throw a party one Friday a month at a parking garage over on P Street. It’s a sex party. Everyone thinks it’s Dean’s, which it is, but he’s the front man really. I own the garage, but that is neither here nor there.” (Not until a couple years later at the reading of his will would I come to realize yes he owned that property, which was bought by Whole Foods, as well as a majority of the club where I first met him, and a bunch of other shit in town that no one ever knew about). “The party attracts several hundred people over the course of the night, but a select bunch are invited into the VIP area. You can make some good cash if you help me. All I need is for you to offer that thick white ass to whoever wants to fuck and breed it - no questions asked. I will give you all the coke you need, it will be totally anonymous - your queenie friends and the fucking royal court will never know you are there let alone part of my Speed Breeding set up. You like? Speed Breeding? One of my guys manages it, but it’s my idea. There are two, maybe three bottoms - total cum dumps - who will have their ass up in a curtained off area. For $20, any top gets 5 minutes to fuck and cum if he can. The more cum you take, the more tips you get, the more money you make. You got a fucking hungry ass and you can still call me anytime you need some raw dick, but I’d really love to set you up for the Speed Breeding. I think you would be fucking perfect - what do you say?” HELL - I WAS DRUGGED UP, MY HOLE WAS FUCKED OUT, AND MY GUTS FILLED WITH CUM - WHAT DID HE THINK I WOULD SAY? Stay tuned for part 2. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

PART ONE It all started innocently enough. I know that's what everyone says but it certainly wasn't my intention for things to end up the way they did. My wife died about 20 years ago. For around five years I didn't know what to do with myself, then I discovered the joys of gay sex and was fully-fledged in that lifestyle for a long time keeping it all hidden from my family who thankfully live a long way away. Over that time there wasn't much I didn't try or do to someone else, and we usually did it raw. Unfortunately it bit me on the ass in the end and I ended up poz. It didn't worry me too much as I knew it was gonna happen sooner or later & I was still taking pretty good care of myself despite the fact my daughter was still under the impression I must be living a lonely life. Far from it in fact! The house I had was pretty big though & I was intending to buy a smaller place, seeing it was only me living there aside from any overnight/weekend/weekly "guests" I might have had. My daughter had the great idea of sending her son to help me pack up the house over around a week or so. I didn't think I needed any help but she thought "it'll be good for him & you'll need the company". Great. I didn't have any problems with the boy, he was about 20 years old, straight and a lovely guy but by God the kid was dumb. I'd also heard that some of my "friends" were gonna be in town for a few days and I was intending to catch up with them. Timing! My sex drive wasn't a patch on what it used to be but I was looking forward to catching up with them for some drinks & a good gossip. I'd been up pretty late watching some porn so the banging on the door at 10am came as a bit of a shock. I staggered to the door and was greeted by Brett's smiling face. "Hey there gramps! It's so good to see you!" He stepped inside & gave me a big hug. I tended to only catch up with them round Xmas time and wasn't on social media so I had no idea how much he'd grown, or to be more precise, bulked up. The boy was in fantastic shape. "Thought I'd get here nice & early to get a full day's work in" he said. I can't fault the kid's attitude I guess. "You don't look ready though!" He laughed. "Is there anywhere you want me to start while you have a shower & breakfast?" "Um....sure...the garage I guess?" I replied in my morning haze. "Sure, I'll get straight to it!" About half an hour later with a full belly & a clean body I walked out to my garage. Brett had done a power of work and I could see a bunch of boxes set up for me to determine whether to keep, throw or store. His body showed at too as his young body was coated in sweat. "Wow boy, there'll be nothing left for me to do at this rate!" "I know gramps. Once I get to that part of the garage behind the sheet it'll all be done!" Oh fuck, I thought to myself, I'd forgotten about that this morning. One of the things I really used to love particularly when I was "entertaining", was to use a sex sling. It didn't really worry me too much if I was giving or receiving, I just loved using the damn thing. God knows how many times I seeded a guy or received it myself in that thing. The stories it could tell! I only just realised that my grandson was just about to reveal it. "Well Brett, looks like you could probably do with a break, I'll take it from here!" "No way Gramps, I'm just getting started!" and then the idiot walked over to the sheet and pulled it back. "WOW!!!! What's this Gramps?" My face went bright red (and it's a long time since I've been embarrassed) thinking the secret was well & truly revealed now. "You & Grandma must've got up to all sorts of stuff huh?" By God, how dumb is this kid, she's been dead for nearly twenty years! How sentimental does he think I am! "Ahhhhh yeah, well you know...I was hoping you wouldn't see that" I stammered, thankful for him being so naïve & stupid. "It used to get a bit of work, not so much any more." That part was at least true, he just didn't know that it wasn't his grandmother that was on the receiving end. "So how does it work Gramps? There's a seat & stirrups and a few things here." The dumb boy sat up in the seat, put one of his legs up into the stirrups and was trying with his other one. You know how in movies there's the cliché where a docile animal or person will get a taste for blood or something will just trigger a different side of their personality and then they'll become a maniac. As I looked over to the sling, it wasn't my grandson that I saw. My insatiable sex drive returned and it was a sweaty well-built young man in little to no clothing with his legs spread who was more or less totally helpless. I smiled and I could feel my cock hardening as I walked over to the sling. "I can show you how it works if you like..." END OF PART ONE

Ok so...as some of you may or may not know I just graduated from ******* High School in December...yeah I graduated early...anyway...that's off subject....so...last night I was online lookin for some fun on all the usual sites and aps lol...anyway I got on Craigs L and was checkin out the postings...i came across this one guy...he was 38 had a nice body nice ass and his cock mmm fuck...that's what caught my eye..so i hit him up...so like 5min's later i get a response...of course he wanted to see my ass and all that stuff...you know how its played lol....anyway after about 30min of emailing back and forth we decided to meet up at his place...so i showered up...cleaned out...blah blah blah...you know...smoked a bowl real quick and hopped in my car...got to his place and txt him that i was there...he txt back and said to come in...the front door was open...and walk down the hall to the room on the right...he was in there...at first i was kinda like umm....i dunno lol...but i was horny as fuck so i said fuck it...besides if he wasn't who he said he was i would have just walked out...anyway...so i go in...walk down the hall and go into the room...its kinda dark...he's go the tv on with some porn...and he's layin on the bed naked storkin his cock...ok so this is where like at first it got weird lol....so i get a little closer and i could see his face more and he could see mine...and you could tell on his face and mine we were like umm...oh fuck!! lol...i froze...i didn't know what to do...walk out...say hi...go down on his cock lol...and i think he was thinking the same thing lol...i mean there was no way of pretending we didn't know each other lol...i just had his class about a month ago lol....i stood there for what seemed like forever and wasn't sure what to do...i mean i cant lie i kinda did check him out every now and then in class but really honestly didn't think anything of it at all...and i mean damn...here he was naked laying on his bed with his cock in his hand lol...finally i was able to blurt out...just simply...you still want to or...? ....he sheepishly replied its up to you...fuck lol...(first thought popped into my head was) c'mon man, yes or no...now from here...honestly...if i wasn't pretty high i probably would have been like umm...we better not...but without another word i just went for it...got on the bed...grabbed his cock...and started sucking on it....mmmm fuck...that first taste of precum on my tongue and the feel of his hand finally touch my body instantly made me forget everything...ok so at this point I'm pretty sure you're all wondering how big his cock was lol...he said 7 but id probably say between 7 and 7.5uncut and probably about as thick as gellet shaving gel can...give or take...either way...it was awesome...ok so where were we....oh yeah so I'm slobbing his knob and he's finally getting into it and trying to take my shirt off while I'm suckin on his cock...so i come up for air and take off my shirt and drop my Adidas sweats to the floor...i was wearing my black jock strap, which i left on ;P ....anyway so i get back up on the bed and i swing my ass around so that he can play with it while i suck on his cock...ugh...felt soo good feeling his hands squeeze my ass and then feeling his tongue tease my hole mmmmm....finally after a couple minutes of foreplay he gets up off the bed and goes to his dresser drawer and pulls out his lube...knowing what was next i work myself to the edge of the bed and get on all fours and wait...as he walks over he's lubing up his cock...then he drips some on my hole and rubs on and in with his fingers mmmm....then the familiar "snap" of the lube lid closing and him throwing it on the bed....i feel him grab my hips and slide his cock between my ass....teasing my hole and making me beg for it....god i wanted it so bad....everything was going soooo well...then those dreaded words :/ ..."you have a condom?" of course i said no...then he goes to his drawer again and i hear him opening one up and putting it on i was sooo bummbed....so he comes back...starts to slide it in my hole real slow .... fuck omg...condom or not it felt amazing...feeling his thick cock stretch my hole slowly, god....finally he's balls deep...and starts pumping my hole slowly...in and out...a little faster each time...THEN...i feel something on one of his thrusts....the condom broke LOL...and i know he knew...because he stopped real quick and felt down by his cock....and playing the part i just asked are you ok?? hehe...knowing all the time i knew that the condom broke...but not letting him know i knew lol...he answered...yeah you ok....that fucker didn't say anything hehe...omg i fuckin got so hard knowing he was in me bare mmmm....i pushed my ass back into him and he started fucking me harder making me moan louder and louder....then after about 5min he started breathing harder...and i knew he was about to cum...then almost as fast as it started...he pushed deep inside me and groaned mmmm i could feel his thick cock throb and pulse in my hole...mmmm....then i felt his warm silky fuck juice fill me up....mmmmm....omg it was soo good....then he slowly pulled out....and i turned over and sat at the end of the bed and sucked his cock ....uggh...fuck.....then he grabbed a towel and wiped his cock off....we didn't really say much...after a bit...i got up...started dressing and left....as i was driving home he txt and asked if i was ok...and how was it lol....i can honestly say...this wont be our last time

Imagine a Fleshlight left in a dirty bookstore booth for every guy to use... w/out being cleaned between uses. Imagine it after a few 1000 guys. [EG] Well, that would be... ME.

Rafael Alencar doing bareback in private life: http://www.rafaelworld.com/page82.html

After Adam, it was a while before I barebacked again. I had sex with Aaron again over Christmas, but other than that I really wasn't messing around with guys much. I was working really hard and my firm is the kind where I can work late (past 8pm) and they provide dinner and you get a car to take you home. That seemed so much easier than any other way of working and I needed to keep my billing hours up. Basically, this is why I wasn't fucking around much. One day, I went home at 8pm because I wanted to jack off and then work in my underwear with the tv on. I would feel more relaxed. I also popped on AOL and a4a, no grindr yet, and was chatting with guys while I worked. Both my profiles were very clear, SAFE SEX ONLY. I found this really great guy, John, and he was one of those guys that gets me to open up easily and he was also hot. He was shorter than me, 5'11" and had a baseball player's build - big arms and shoulders and strong legs with a tapered waist and tight stomach (no abs showing like me, but I was just thinner). We had a good time chatting while I worked. I worked like this at night a few nights a week over a period of a few months and I'd regularly chat with John. John was a great guy, living in the suburbs about an hour away, and I was never sure that I'd meet him. I learned that he was kind of slutty, which I liked. He dated a lot of guys, but was never finding someone he really wanted to date long term. His parents and friends were cool with him being gay and he still lived at home, which was a nice suburban house with a hot tub and pool, nice backyard, deck. I told him about Will and Aaron. I told him that I was mostly a bottom, but was working a lot and not doing much with guys. We talked about music, movies, etc. and had a really good time chatting. It was easy. One night we chatted about bareback and safe sex. I admitted that I had fucked bareback with a few guys. He responded by saying that my profile said safe sex only and I said, I really want to use condoms, but I can get carried away. He said, he'd done it with and without condoms. I asked how he made is decision about condom use and he said he could always tell when a bottom was slutty enough to fuck without condoms. I asked how and he said sometimes by how they act or what they say, but usually how they act and what they say when they are naked. He said the key was whether or not the bottom specifically mentioned a condom once they were about to fuck. He asked how I decided and I told him it was usually spur of the moment and I didn't think about it. But, I did say with Will it was an active decision. He said he understood and we chatted about other things after that. Later that week, John invited me to a bbq he was having. His parents would be out of town and he was having a bunch of guys over to hang out, drink, smoke a little, and that I should definitely come. I was nervous about meeting him in person. What if he didn't like me once we met? What if his friends thought I was ugly? What if...What if...etc??? These are all things I thought and never said to John. Instead, I said what do your friends know about me and he said that you are hot, tall, smart, and a good guy. I asked if they knew what I'd told him about getting barebacked. He said, "No way. That is our secret." I told him I'd decide that weekend based on my workload but I really wanted to meet him and he said he hoped I'd come. The Party That Changed Everything I decided to go to the party. I thought it would be great to make some new gay friends since I still didn't really have a "core" group to hang out with regularly. I was also really excited to meet John. I didn't know if we'd date, have sex or just be good friends, but I really wanted one or more of them to happen. I was also nervous because I was worried he wouldn't like me, etc. It was really warm out, so I wore a tight polo shirt and shorts that showed off my ass. I also brought a small trunk bathing suit with the "football pants" ties in the front and a tank top in case we swam. John had also said I could stay over if I was took drunk to drive home. So I brought another shirt too. (I am kind of a clothes fanatic. I like to look good.) I got there and I was really nervous. I waited outside for a minute in my car thinking I would just leave. Instead, I saw some hot guys going in and I decided to get out of my car. I rang the bell and John opened the door. God he was fucking gorgeous.....he looked exactly like I'd always hoped he would - the high school baseball star, but aged 27. He was excited to see me and gave me a huge hug. I was so relieved. He took me out to the deck where guys were chatting and hanging out, swimming, drinking, etc. It was like everyone knew each other. John said they all knew each other from dating, the suburban bars, high school, etc. Every guy was bi or gay. So many hot guys. John could see I was nervous and a bit out of place. He took my hand and said, "You are so hot. I'm so glad you came. Let's get a drink and I'll introduce you to people." We got vodka lemonades, I made mine strong to calm my nerves. He introduced me around and by the time we got back around to the drinks, his two best friends were in the kitchen. He left me with them and I had a couple more drinks with them. Greg and Andy, the best friends, and I decided to go swimming because we were drinking too fast. They already had their suits on and I said I needed to change and Greg said, "Just go naked." We all laughed. I went to the bathroom and slipped out of my clothes and into my suit. I came out and the guys in the kitchen stared. Greg sad, "I could tell you had a great body, but damn John can pick the hotties." I blushed and a few guys said they liked my suit. We went out to swim. It was fun. We laughed and played around and eventually Andy and I were in these floating chairs. Greg or one of the other guys brought us drinks when they refilled. It was an easy day. I was getting a little drunk and the food was ready. We went inside and a few guys were standing around chatting and eating. One of the guys was telling a story about a really slutty hookup of his that he met at the bar last weekend. Brief story, the storyteller who was totally hot - short, tan, ripped body and a good solid face - said he met this dude, they danced, and then went to the parking lot and instead of leaving, the guy let him fuck him right there. The storyteller ended by saying he was such a slut, he begged me to cum inside him. One of the guys said, "Did you?" The storyteller said yes. I was getting a bit hard, but hidden behind the breakfast bar, my increasingly hard cock was hidden from view. John appeared next to me just as the conversation became one of safe versus bareback sex. Most of the guys said they only did safe sex. The storyteller called out one guy he'd fucked bareback and the guy blushed and agreed he had no always used condoms. Greg and Andy and John all said that bareback sex was hot, but they usually did it with condoms. Everyone seemed to look at me at one point and I said, I always use condoms. I was so embarrassed that I'd had to say anything. John put his hand on my ass and squeezed. I looked at him and he winked. After that, the party broke up into groups again. People swimming, drinking, the music got louder. I was hanging out with Greg and Andy and John. Greg got his pipe and we smoked some pot in the back yard while sitting in some awesome patio chairs. I was high and kinda drunk by now. Greg was generous with his stuff. He was really nice. I was now only in my tank top and swimsuit. Greg brought the conversation to tops and bottoms. Greg and Andy were versatile and had fucked each other a few times. John was almost always a top, but had tried bottoming. I admitted I was almost always the one getting fucked. Then Greg, who I guess was the aggressive one of the friends, brought the conversation back around to the bareback discussion. Under some pressure from the guys, I admitted that guys had fucked me bareback. Greg was interested and asked me details. I shared as we smoked some more. John was smiling and said, "I was keeping your secrets, but get you a little drunk and high and you open up so easy." We all laughed. At this point, it was getting dark and the party was breaking up. Some guys had other stuff to do and still another larger group had planned to go out to the bars after John's party and John let them all get changed in his house. It was now down to Greg, Andy, John and myself. John said, "We have a ton of booze left, let's get drunk and everyone can stay over." I agreed. We helped John clean up and hung out on the deck drinking and talking. I was getting cold so John told me to come upstairs and he'd try to find something to fit me (I'm 6'2". He's 5'11". Might be a challenge.) We went upstairs and we quickly found a tee shirt and light jacket, but the pants were an issue. We ran to his brother's room (in Europe for the summer) and he came back with some sweat pants that barely fit me. He said, "Sorry best I can do." I dropped my swimsuit and put on my briefs and the sweatpants. That's when John kissed me. I was really turned on and kissed him back and we made out. After a few minutes John said, "Let's go back downstairs." He put on sweat pants and sweat shirt and we went downstairs. The other guys had jackets or jeans on because they were cold too. We had some more drinks and then Greg says, "Look what I found in my jacket pocket?" It was a little bag of white powder. He asked us if we wanted to do some lines of coke. I admitted that I never had. The other guys said, "Don't worry. We'll take care of you if anything goes wrong." I was nervous but I did the lines with them. I was high as fuck from the booze, pot and now the coke. I was also so horny from being around the hot guys in swimsuits and making out with John a few minutes earlier. I went back inside to make drinks and John came with me. He asked how I was feeling and I told him I was good, but really high and horny. John kissed me again and we went to the living room to make out on the couch. Our clothes came off pretty fast and soon I was straddling his lap in just my underwear. He was just in his sweat pants. I do remember that he didn't put on underwear earlier because I could feel his hard cock pushing on me through the sweat pants. The other guys had come in to get drinks and see if we were alright. They saw us making out and Greg laughed and said, "Alright John!" Andy punched him in the arm and they just watched. I was so high and turned on that didn't care. After a while, my underwear was off and John's cock was out of the sweat pants. He bent me over the couch and started eating my ass. I could see Greg and Andy kissing and they were stroking each other's cocks, but they were really watching John and I. John ate my ass like it was his fucking favorite thing to do. He stayed at it forever. I remember giving him head, but not as much as I remember how he ate my ass. I was pulling my ass cheeks apart as far as they would go. He was definitely inside the outer sphincter penetrating me with his tongue over and over like he was fucking me with it. I was a fucking bitch in heat. He stopped and laid his cock on my ass. I looked back at him and said, "Condom and lube?" He said, "No problem. Be right back." Greg and Andy came over at this point and ran their hands over my ass, but nothing more. They went over and sat on the other couch and took off their pants and kept stroking their hard cocks. John came back and lubed my ass and I lubed his cock and he called his friends "pervs" but didn't tell them to leave and neither did I. He sat on the couch and handed me the condom and I straddled him and we made out some more. At this point his friends were directly behind me about 8 feet and I couldn't care less. I wanted John so badly. As we made out his cock kept rubbing against my ass and on my hole that he had opened up so much. I still had the condom in my hand. He reached down and held his cock to make me moan more as I rubbed my ass on it. I kissed him hard and just started to back my bare ass down on his cock. He looked into my eyes and I just kept sliding down. I winced and halted and he grabbed both my hands. He could feel the unopened condom in the one and squeezed that hand. I slid my ass further down on his cock and said I want this. He moaned and let me start riding his cock. I heard his friends say something, but I didn't care. I was just loving riding John's cock. it was 7" cut and felt good sliding in and out of my bare ass. I didn't care that his friends saw be getting fucked barebacked. John bent me over the back of the couch and started really fucking me. At this point Greg came around and put his cock in my face. I started sucking his Greg's cock. Now I was getting spitroasted by these two guys and John called me a slut and said my ass felt so good. He fucked me for like 10 minutes and I was sucking Greg and licking his balls, but my focus was on John so I'm not sure how much attention Greg's cock was really getting. John said, I'm coming and he blew his load in my ass. He kind of collapsed on top of me and kissed my neck. I stopped sucking Greg and kissed John. John slipped from my ass and I turned over and he stroked me and went to suck me. Greg walked around and picked up my legs and stood in front of me and pulled me forward until his cock was lined up with my ass. I saw the condom on the couch between John and I and he saw me look at it and said, "No way am I using that after I saw you take him bareback." He then slipped inside my ass. Greg didn't last long and he came fairly quickly, but his cock was thicker. John then fucked me again and came inside me. Andy came by jerking off on the other couch watching us. I came as John was fucking me the second time. Greg and Andy fell asleep on the other couch and John and I went to his bed. He sucked my cock in bed and I came again. It was an awesome night. I woke up before everyone in the morning and was taking a shower when I heard the door to the bathroom open. It was Andy. He said it was really hot watching me getting fucked last night. He also said he's glad I felt comfortable enough to let him watch. Then he got in the shower with me. Andy pushed me against the wall and said it was his turn to fuck me. He was such a nice guy but this aggressive side was hot and I got hard. He squirted some shampoo on his cock and slid it in my ass. He said, "I'll be quick because the shampoo will burn in a bit." Andy just went to town on my ass. He fucked me hard and quick and then came in my ass after only a few minutes. I was so turned on that I came on the tile wall. After we finished Andy picked my cum up with his fingers and ate it. It was an awesome morning. We drove to the city and all went to brunch. John, Greg, Andy and I hung out until mid afternoon and then they went back to the burbs. John and I chatted again after that my phone and email. He said he felt uncomfortable dating me because I'd let his friends fuck me bareback. He said I was too slutty for him, but he wanted to be friends. After that conversation, our friendship fizzled. Greg came into the city to go to the bars a lot more than the other boys. He often slept over at my place when he didn't pick up a boy and he fucked me a lot. I always took his load and never asked him to use a condom. Greg disappeared from my world one day and I haven't seen him since although he and Andy still talk sometimes. Andy and I only fucked a few more times including a couple of 3somes with Greg, but Andy got a boyfriend by the next year and they moved to Hawaii and got married. Seriously, Andy is an awesome guy and we are still friends. I'm not sure his husband knows all about me, but once when his husband was drunk he called me a cum dump and I just smiled. John's party basically blew my mind. I almost never used a condom since I slid down on John's cock with the unopened condom still in my hand. There are a few more stories of me slipping further into being a cum dump from my online hookups which became more frequent, to boyfriends, to poz guys, to my first real fuck buddy. More to come......I hope you guys still like it.

Moderator's Note: If you do not want to deal with the red text, there is a copy of this story in the normal color in the first response below. (This is a semi-true account of my recent bathhouse excursion. Yes, I am 23. The inner struggle described is real. If you want to help bring out my inner slut, DM me. I lurk on here way too much, and want to live out some of my fantasies with a truly dom top.) Finals were over. Fuck was I glad. This past semester was super hard. All my classes were so boring and a lot of my friends were graduating, so everyone was on edge the entire time. Whatever, at least it’s over. To reward myself, I planned on getting high and going to the bathhouse to get fucked. You’d think that being 23, smooth with a tight body and well defined 6-pack would get you a lot of dick in college, but a lot of guys on campus usually chicken out. So I waited until classes were done to make up for all the dick I should have gotten. It was Friday night and most of my friends were out getting drunk to celebrate summer. Boring! Instead I shaved my hole, douched, and got ready to go to the bathhouse. I saved a couple pills of E from a rave I went to, and I was determined to get high and get my ass destroyed. “But...no bareback,” I repeated over and over again. “Promise me you’ll make guys use condoms,” I repeated. I was determined to minimize the after-fuck guilt and scare. I love feeling raw dick slide into my hole. I love having the shaft rub my Gspot and make me moan. And I especially love feeling the cock spasm as the top shoots his warm cum in my ass. I love all these things! BUT, I always work myself into a frenzy afterwards. I would do myself a favor and use condoms, so I won’t freak out the day after. “Condoms only!” I committed I finally got to the bathhouse. I timed the pills so they would kick in by the time I got the bathhouse. I got a locker, undressed and wrapped a towel around my tight, jock body. I was shivering from nervousness. As much as I love sex, doing it with random strangers still scares me a bit. Being a hypochondriac and cum slut isn’t the best combination. Oh well, that’s why I took the E. I got in the hot tub to relax a bit. There were a lot of guys here tonight I noted. After a few minutes, I got out to walk around. In the first hallway, I walked past a room with an open door. Inside was a pretty well-built daddy, probably in his late 40’s. He motioned me in. I acquiesced. “You are really sexy,” he told me. “Thanks. So are you,” I responded. I got on my knees and sucked his nice 7-inch cock. After several minutes, I got his cock rock hard. By now, the E had fully kicked in. In fact, I think I took too much, because I was getting a bit disoriented. My body was tingly all over, and my thoughts raced. My vision was going in and out, but I was still focused on his cock. The fit daddy pointed to the bed, and my inner submissive whore hastily obeyed. I got on my back and lifted my legs up, exposing my smooth hole. He grabbed the bottle of lube, squirted some on his cock, and rubbed some on my hole. He walked closer and lined his cockhead to my hole. “Um, can you please use a condom,” I weakly asked. The top frowned, but he nodded his head. He went to his bag and grabbed a condom. “Suck my dick some more, baby,” the daddy commanded. I quickly gobbled up his cock. Good job I thought to myself. Way to stick to our agreement of no BB. Within a few minutes, his cock was hard again, getting past the fact that he had to wrap it up. He ripped the wrapper and rolled on the condom, lubed up his cock, and approached my hole. I was on my back again and saw his face. The face of intent. His body glistened with manliness. I could never get this back at my college campus. This much man. This much experience and dominance. I was in bliss. He slowly pushed in. My hole wasn’t used to condoms, so it really hurt. The daddy was slow though. He added more lube and kept pushing. After about 5 minutes, he still hadn’t made much progress. “You’re really tight,” he whispered in my ear with his cock still pressed against my hole. “Yeah, sorry. It’s been a while...are you neg?” I asked “Why does it matter” he retorted with annoyance, “I’m wearing a condom.” Don’t even think about asking him to fuck you raw! I screamed at myself. Come on slut! You know you want it. You play coy, but you and I know you’re going to let him fuck you raw, I urged myself. What’s another night of bareback. You’ve earned it. You got a 4.0 this quarter. Reward yourself with raw cock. “Hey, maybe you can just tease my hole without a condom for a bit.,” I meekly said. The daddy stood back up and his face brightened up. In his smile, there was a tinge of darkness. He was going to fuck me raw and load me up. He knew this, and I knew this. “Ok, baby,” he responded. He quickly threw off the condom. Then he spit on my hole and rubbed his cock up and down. It felt so good. I closed my eyes and threw my head back. The hot daddy saw this and pushed his cock into my hold. “We really shouldn’t. Please don’t fuck me raw,” I unconvincingly pleaded. My voice was so soft and weak that both of us knew I didn’t mean it. He kept pushing. I moaned. Skin on skin feels so good. A few moments later, he was inside. I felt his warm cock pulsating. I looked at him. Any bit of care and tenderness was wiped from his face. In their place was pure lust. He looked at me with animal eyes. Even his breathing changed. His breaths were now grunts. He slid his cock halfway out and then rammed it back in. His slow rhythm was in perfect sync with his grunts. His cock was rubbing my hole in all the right places. I was moaning so loudly. I knew the whole bathhouse could hear me, but I was too high and in too much pleasure to fucking care. “Fuck yeah, bitch! Take my cock” he said to me. “Ugh yeah, please fuck me! Your cock feels so good!” I moaned. He pulled his cock all the way out, slapped my hole, and then shoved it back in. His sweat dripped on me. His odor flooded my senses. I was enveloped in this god’s aura. He varied his pace for a few more minutes before flipping me over. I backed myself up furiously on his raw cock. My body felt like electricity from the E. He slapped my ass and then grabbed my hips to gain control. He pounded my ass for what felt like hours. I was in slut heaven. Then without warning, he pulled out and stepped away. I turned around, showing him desperate, pleading eyes. Even with my impaired vision, I could see the sweat that glistened on his body. His masculine stance with huge arms flexed on either side. He was breathing heavily, sign of the work he’s been putting in. “Please fuck me, sir. Your cock feels so good. I really need it,” my depraved self pleaded. “I’m getting close, boy. I’m about to bust my load, “ he responded,“If I keep fucking you, I’m going to breed you. I’m not wasting my load on your bac.,” I didn’t say anything. I was paralyzed by conflict. I was paralyzed by how good his cock felt. I was paralyzed by how much I wanted his load inside my hole. Not waiting for my response, he flipped me on my back and shoved his cock inside me. “Ohhhhhh fuckkk yes,” my mouth finally vocalized. He took my ankles and pushed them way back. He had a perfect view of my hole. But instead, he fixed his gazed on my face. As he pounded my hole, he said to me, “I’m going to breed your hole boy. Fill your guts with my warm seed. My hot seed.” The room was filled with guttural noises and animal instincts. Cock in and out. Sweat dripped. In. And out. Grunting. Bam. Bam. Bam. In. And Out. Grunt. Moan. “Please spit on me. Make me your bitch,” I pleaded as I sniffed in more of his scent. He scoffed at me. His eyes were filled with disgust. Here is a dumb bitch asking to be spit on taking raw cock. The same dumb bitch that pretended to want condoms. The same bitch that is high out of his mind. Disgust swirled in his mouth and he quickly spat on my face. Then BAMMM he smacked my face with all his might and I lost my breath due to the shock and pain. He grabbed my face and turned me to face him. “Beg me for my seed, you dumb bitch,” he demanded. “Beg me to breed your cunt.” FUCKING BEG HIM, YOU WHORE. I screamed to myself. “Please, sir. Please breed me,” I managed. “Yeah? You want it? Say it, bitch. Tell me what you want,” he urged. “Your hot load. Please fill me up. I want your cum,” I said with more strength. “Oh fuck yeah, boy! I’m going to fill you up with my load,” he continued. “Yes!! Fuck me. Fuck your poz load into me,” I moaned. He stopped fucking me and said, “Poz load? Who said I was poz?” I came out of my haze and sheepishly smiled at him. “Sorry.” “Oh so you’re a fucking chaser aren’t you? You sick, dirty fuck. I bet you want poz loads, huh? I bet you want my dick to flood you with venom.” I could tell this was really turning him on. He picked up his paced. He was really railing me now. “You’re going to get my poz load. I’m going to fill you up with my sick dick,” he yelled. “Yes, fill me with your poz load! I need it! PLEASE!” I exclaimed. My inner slut was out. “Fuck yeah, boy!” the hot daddy exclaimed. And with that, he thrusted into me hard. His whole body was shuddering as he half collapsed on top of me. “Ohhhh fuckkk,” he grunted. I felt his cock pulsate in my hole. Moving up and down slightly. Then I felt warmness inside my hole. With each pulse, my hole felt warmer and slicker. I had milked this hot daddy for his man juices, and I felt so proud. Despite all the inner turmoil, I loved the feeling of being bred. The danger and risk. The weight as the top presses down from pleasure and exhaustion. I loved everything about it. After a few minutes, the top composed himself. He slowly slid out of my hole, and just gave me a smirk. “Thank you, sir,” I offered. “You’re welcome, slut,” he returned. He pushed me over to make room for him on the dirty mattress. I rested in his arms for some mandatory post-coital cuddling. He said that was hot and asked how old I was. “23,” I said. “Fuck, such a slut at such a young age.” “Hahah, yeah I watch a lot of porn and read some pretty angular erotica,” I said. “Angular erotica...hah!” After a few minutes, I got restless. I was still rolling hard from the E and now that I have fully abandoned safety, I was intent on getting more dick. I got up and wrapped my towel around my waist. I thank him again, and made my way for the door. I paused and turned to face him one last time. “Are you actually poz?” I asked . “Maybe,” he said coldly. I just smiled and exited the room. My body still pulsating from the E. If only my professors and friends could see me right now; I thought to myself, the control freak that asks smartass questions in class is taking anonymous cum up his ass. With that thought, I made walked into the dimly lit, red-tinged hallway. The night had just begun.

The bf was spending Sunday with his folks so I was both bored and fucking horny. He threw a quick fuck and load into me before he left for the day and all that served to do was make me horny as all fuck - and he was not going to be back until Monday night. I knew I needed ore than one cock an one load in me - so I started trawling the net pretty early - like 11 am. I was prepared to travel or host all the same to me as long I got fucked and bred. There were plenty of guys online on both Grindr and BBRTS that had fucked me before - and one an Asian guy called Tony - nice thick uncut cock and good hard fucker - started charting to me. He had fucked me with other tops a couple of times before and he asked me if I was going to put myself out for a group. I said I was ready to take all and whoever. I already had a load in me for lube and I just needed more. I put up a quick connect ad and started both messaging and texting previous fucks. Told them all I had been opened up and bred by the bf and was in the mood to pig out on cock and seed. In no time I had four tops in their cars on their way to mine (Tony included). I jumped into the shower, and got naked ready for the guys when they arrived - leaving the front door open, turning on the music and putting some raw porn on. The four tops had all bred me several times before, I was used to how all of them fucked and used to all their cocks so I was as horny as. While I was waiting for them I hatched a plan that I would ask them to DP me. It is my favourite form of sex. I just go crazy and being a bottom that just loves width and that wonderful feeling of being split in two by cock I was hoping they would be up for it. What an afternoon! Got bred 10 times and my mancunt ended up puffy and swollen and dripping - just the way I love it. Rob and Tony obliged me DPing me for a good 10 minutes which was cock heaven for me. David stayed back after the others left as he wanted to spend some time felching seed out of me before he took me in the shower and and gave me a wonderful piss drenching to finish me off. After he left I just sat on the floor of the shower savouring the hole wrecking and total using I got from the guys. A fair bit of seed had leaked out of me or been felched out - but I was determined to keep whatever I could of their beautiful seed in me for as long as I could. So I got my trusty butt plug, put it in my sore hole and had a shower. I was exhausted but what a way to spend a Sunday?

Soooooo Hot uncut cock ! i LOOOOVE that foreskin ! He needs to make it cumin ! Pllay with the tongue on that foreskin must be so nice .. and that guy seems young and has He seems young and has already a so wrecked ass ! it's like he was fucked by a donkey cock .. but would like to use him, and you ?

...such a dirty whore... ...would love to be in his place now...

Last night I hooked-up with my regular top over on Portobello Road, London, UK, after spending the afternoon washing out my arse and then working my hole with a vibrator until it was gaping open as I took a few snorts of poppers. When I arrived at his place I went through the usual no-nonsense welcome, which consisted of knocking at the door, and when it opened, being ordered to "Get upstairs and strip." Also as usual I was instructed to undress the top, and to sniff his balls and slide my tongue up to his knob, sucking until it was hard. I might add, also as usual, his dick smelled of his last fuck and of having been stuffed into his briefs all-day while he was at his office. At any event, it didn't take long to get him up. When he was at full mast I climbed onto the bed, asshole up and checks spread. He worked my hole over with his tongue, spat on my hole, rubbed his knob against my asslips, and then pushed right in. That's where the vibrator came in: having used it before hand, the hole readily opened-up for him. Then it's an hour of shoulders-down hole-up, feet on his chest deep fucking. At one point I grunted "I need a drink," to which he dribbled spit down into my opened mouth as he plowed me. After this he picked-up his speed, truly leaving me unable to remember to breathe, after which he shot his load. Three loads later, his poz flat-mate, who is a fuckin' fit Norwegian, came jome from work. I wasn't objecting when, ten minutes after he walked through the door, the roommate seeded my arse hole. He must have been saving a load as he dumped an exceptionally big load. Afterwards I was told to piss off home. Glad I could serve and I'm ready for the next 'Use'.

I was on breeding zone and saw this guy clicked on my profile, he also lives in the same city as I do! Awesome a local, so I messaged him and he replied we exchanged phones numbers and started talking about our likes what our kinks were. Now of course we are both bug chasers currently still neg but I'm hoping for this coming weekend that all changes for me. I'm a bottom who loves cum in my holes and refuse no loads and he is a cum loving top that likes a really slutty cumdump! What a perfect match. We finally schedule to meet after talking for a week, he gets to my house and he as sexy as ever! I introduce him to my sister and we go upstairs to have fun. We talk at first get comfortable with each other and then he says to pull off those shorts and he unbuttons his. I start to rub his dick through his boxers then pull it out. I've been making him horny all day through texting making him really want it. Now he is finally going to get it. We kiss then I move down to start sucking his 7 inch cock I taste his precum and it's so delicious, I start sucking it more and then he moves to the poz talk tell me to suck that poz load out that once I convert this weekend we'll make a aids babies and waste away together all of this is getting me hornier I'm stroking my cock as I'm sucking his, he tells me to cum on his cock so he can use my useless neg load as lube, he asks how I want to convert him by him fucking me or me fucking him I say for you to fuck me. He'll catch my aids by fucking my toxic pussy and then converting with the same strain I'll be his poz daddy by bottoming for him! I'm stroking my cock so fast I'm about to cum he cups my load in his hand after I cum he strokes his cock with it I suck him again with my neg load now on his cock and he deepthroat fucks me and then has a powerful orgasm in my mouth and I swallow both of our loads. He then tells me to write this story and share it with all of you so everyone knows what a cum hungry bug chaser bottom boy I am and soon a poz one!

Open your mouth, bitch! Gonna fuck your worthless faggot throat like a pussy till you pass out... Choked to death on a fat straight cock - ain't that the kind of end all you pathetic lttle faggots dream of?!?

I never thought I'd be the guy who takes random guys' bare cocks and their cum. I thought I'd be a safe sex, monogamous bottom forever. Not so much. LOL. I met Justin on a4a. I was actually looking for guys to go on dates with and he was a negative top who didn't have anything picked when it came to safe sex/anything goes. He was sexy, 5'10", brown, brown, and had a slim body. He also had a 7.5" fat cock. We chatted on a4a and he seemed pretty cool and smart. We set up a date and met up for dinner and drinks. We really hit it off and we went for another drink after dinner. I was feeling the booze and didn't eat much at dinner, so when we got to talking about sex I told him he could fuck me bareback if he wanted. He said fuck yeah he wanted to fuck me bareback. We left the bar, went to my place and he fucked me bareback and came in my ass. Justin and I didn't work out as boyfriends because he drank and partied too much for me, but we did fuck a lot. He became my first real fuck buddy. He'd come over and I'd ride his cock, he'd fuck me on my back, doggie, bent over a table, every way possible. I liked being on my back the most with Justin because when he fucked me you could see his flat stomach flex it's abs. It was so hot to watch him fuck me. We stopped seeing each other as fuck buddies once he got a boyfriend, but we remained friends. I dated and fucked around, still looking for that elusive hot top boyfriend, and Justin always asked about my sex life when we'd hang out together. He loved hearing about me taking loads from guys I met at bars and online. I told him everything. Justin and his boyfriend lasted about a year. As soon as they broke up, he was over at my place riding my ass and breeding me. We were in bed after a hot fuck and he asked if I had any fantasies. I told him that I wanted to get fucked bareback in public and have the guys around know I was getting fucked bareback. He said "That's hot, especially since you are so preppy and clean cut that most guys would probably be shocked to know what a cum dump you are." We got so turned on that he turned me face down and slid his hard cock inside me again and fucked me. A few weeks later, I ran into Justin at a bar in his neighborhood while I was out with a few guys I knew (but not well). These guys and I had all just been at a mutual friend's party and had some drinks, so we were feeling good. Justin was drunk, but not sloppy yet. As we all hung out and drank the guys were all hitting on me and Justin and buying us drinks. We were having a good time and when the bar closed we decided to go to another, sleazier bar up the street. Justin loves this place. It's pretty big upstairs, three bars and there is a sex room downstairs. I'd only been down there once and only to see what it was like. It's the kind of sex room where you have to take your shirt off to get inside but it's clean and just feels like a sterile bathroom when you are in it. By this time, it's pretty late and since this bar is one of the only ones still open it is getting a decent crowd. Justin and I are making out by this point and his hands are all over my ass and down the back of my pants. The other guys we are with can see all of this and one of them, Rob, said, "I knew you were a bottom. You're so hot. I really want to get my cock in you." "Maybe another time," I replied, explaining "I'm going home with Justin tonight." We all danced and drank a round or two of shots. Justin said, "Let's go downstairs. You rubbing your ass on my cock has me really horny." I hesitated. Justin said, "Come on. We can play out your fantasy." I immediately got hard. I asked if he was sure and he just took my hand and down the stairs we went. I took off my polo and Justin took off his tee shirt at the door to the room. As soon as we got in the room, I opened his jeans and took out his hot cock(no underwear and he was wearing a cock ring). He pushed me against the wall and we made out and I stroked his cock. He pushed me to my knees and I sucked his cock. He loves blowing loads in my mouth, but tonight he was going to fuck me and I needed to get him pretty wet. I was sucking him and we started to get a small group of guys watching us. Some older, some chubbier, some hot; but all watching me suck Justin's hot cock. Justin pulled me up and turned me around. I undid my jeans and slid them off my ass showing off my jock strap. (There are condoms and lube packets all over this bar). Justin opened a lube packet and lubed his cock and my asshole. I heard one of the guys say, "I think they are going to fuck bareback." Justin said, "If he wants to, we can." I reached back and slipped his cock in my ass. I winced and had to get used to it, but I was ready for his fuck pretty quickly. Justin asked if I liked his cock. I moaned that I did. He said, "You like getting fucked bareback don't you?" "Yeah," I replied. Justin repeated his question to me several times, insisting I repeat myself, and expressly say much I liked getting bare cock in my ass. The guys watching us were getting really turned on. I couldn't see them all, but I could see that a few were stoking their cocks and others were starting to make out. Justin fucked me against the wall like that for a while. He stopped and told me to take off my jeans so he could spread my legs more. I was nervous about this but I did it. I was now in my jockstrap and Converse shoes. I leaned back against the wall and spread my legs. Justin slid his cock back in my ass and started pounding my ass. He made me say again that I loved getting fucked bareback. Then Justin said, "I'm going to cum in you bitch." I said, "Please cum in my ass. Don't pull out." He rammed his cock home inside me and groaned filling me up with his cum. I hadn't cum yet and was really horny. Rob, one of the guys we'd been hanging out with all night, came up and said "That was fucking hot. Can I fuck him too?" Justin said, "Sure. I don't own him." Justin slipped his cock out of me, made sure I was cool with it, and stood next to me and kissed me. I made out with Justin as Rob ran his cock over my ass crack. He opened a lube packet and spread the lube on his cock. He said, "Since I know how much you like getting fucked bareback I guess I don't need a condom." "No, you don't," I replied as his cock slipped in my ass. Now, his cock wasn't as thick or long as Justin's but still it felt good, especially as while Rob was fucking me, Justin and another bystander began making out, which made the experience all the more of a turn-on. Rob pushed me over some and pulled my ass out more and started pulling his cock all the way out and slamming it back in. I was loving it and moaning. Rob started speeding up and he said, "You want my cum, don't you?" "Yes," I replied, but like Justin, Rob insisted I repeat my 'yes' several times, so I did, over and over, louder each time, and by the Rob shot his load in my ass I was all but shouting. Then he unceremoniously withdrew. I still hadn't cum, but I was loved getting fucked. I looked around hoping to see Justin but instead saw another guy, probably in his late 40s. He had stepped behind me, and had positioned his cock at my hole. I didn't know him, but that didn't matter. Rather I compulsively I pushed back on his cock and the head popped in. I knew he was in me bareback. He just started fucking me, grunting as he did "You're one fuckin' hot slut - my cock loves your hole." Then he leaned forward, pulled my face to the side, and kissed me, sliding his tongue as deep into my mouth as we could manage. I sucked on his tongue, thinking of it as a very muscular cock as he kept fucking my ass. I found myself moaning into his mouth as he paused and muttered "I'm going to cum." "Blow inside my ass," I replied. Slapping my ass cheeks, he did just that, giving me every drop of his load. A bystander asked if we knew each other, and the top replied as he withdrew from my ass "No, but thanks, slut. That was good." Another guy stepped up and his bare cock slipped inside my ass. He came in me too. Then another cock and another cock. Then I heard a familiar voice. I looked back and it was one of the summer interns from the firm. He said, "Fucking hot ass man. I wanted to fuck you all last summer. Now you're going to take my poz cock." I don't even remember this intern's name, but he slipped his bare poz cock in my cum filled ass and fucked me silly. This guy was really hot and he really knew how to fuck. He must've fucked me for 20 minutes. It was starting to hurt a bit and he reached around and started jerking my cock. He said, "For such a slutty bottom you have a great fat cock." He jerked me and fucked me. Just as he was cumming in my ass, Justin showed up and asked if I was okay. As the intern semi-collapsed on my back, his sweaty chest leaving me soaked, I replied "Yeah, I'm absolutely fine." Justin got on his knees and started giving me head. I blew my load with the intern's cock still inside me. He said, "Holy crap you just totally worked my cock when you came." He asked if I wanted another load from him. I said sure and he fucked me pretty fast and gave me another load. Justin then pulled me off his cock, turned me around and kissed me. "Did you get what you wanted? Was the experience as hot as your fantasy?" Justin asked. "If possible, it was even more so," I replied. Then Justin and I dressed and left, taking the intern in tow, the three of us going back to my place. The three of us fucked all night and most of the next day, eventually passing out in my bed. It was a really hot night. I really am a cumdump now. I love it. The end.

I was back at school and dated some and fucked some, but I was focused on graduating and getting a job. I didn't meet the right guy, but I did have a lot of safe sex. I also graduated and got the job I wanted. About six months into working, I got sick and needed to stay home. I had nothing to do but sleep and jerk off. I chatted a lot with guys online and this one college kid, Adam, was so great. He was tall, thin, toned and a total top. He was attractive, but not gorgeous and had a great 7"cock. He offered to come over and cook me dinner. After two days of being cooped up in the house, I agreed to let Adam come over. He did. He made me chicken and potatoes - the first real food I had in days and we hung out. We sat on my couch and cuddled some and watched tv. I'm not sure what we watched because he kissed me soon into it. I held back because I was sick, he said, "Don't worry about it, you seem like your getting better already and if I get it then I'll be ok in a few days." So, I'm on my back and he's pulling off my shirt and pajama pants (still in my small briefs). He made out like this on the couch, my legs bend at the knees and his body between them kissing me. He still had his jeans on but I could feel that cock. I had a coughing fit at one point and he asked if I wanted a massage. Adam was taking a massage class and said he was good. We went to my bedroom and I laid down on the bed. He slipped off his jeans. He was wearing boxers. Adam asked if I had lotion and I did (not professional), but he said it was fine. He started rubbing the lotion in and it felt great. He actually focused on relaxing me and the massage. His cock was semi hard, but not raging. After about 30 minutes, we started making out again and he played with my ass and I played with his cock. Adam said roll back over and I did. I took my briefs off at this point. He massaged my ass cheeks and hole for a few minutes and then slipped off his boxers. He rubbed more lotion on my ass and let his cock ride in my crack as he kissed me and we made out from behind. He asked if I wanted him to fuck me. I said sure and pointed to the table where the lotion and condoms were. The condoms were right there. He grabbed some lotion and kept working it in my ass on and it. It felt really good. He started to poke his cock at my hole and I thought he was only playing seeing as he had to see the condoms. He kissed me hard and the tip of his cock poked inside. I wasn't prepared entirely and I yelped. He calmed me down and eased his cock in me some more. Once his cock was mostly in my ass, he kissed me again and I said, "Are you in me bareback?" He said, "Yes. Does it feel good?" I said yes and he started fucking me. The whole time we fucked, I was not really clearly thinking because I was on dayquil and other stuff. I was thinking about how good it felt and his motions were fucking my cock into the bed and I was getting ready to cum. He kept fucking me and I said I was going to cum and Adam said he was ready too. SO, I came onto my sheets. Then a few more strokes and Adam came in my ass. He never asked, but just did it. After we showered, I said, "Was that safe? Are you negative" etc? I was worried because I had just let a hookup fuck me raw and cum in me. I had promised myself that I wouldn't do that again and I just had. But he was sweet and we said good night and he left. He and I spoke a few times that week and I decided to go over to his place on the other side of town the next Wednesday to see him, have dinner, stay over, etc. During the week I had asked him a few times about condom use and he promised to have some for when we fucked. I was freaked out a bit. I got there and Adam's place was a total college kid apartment with two roommates, dirty, stuff everywhere, etc. I was like, oh my, it's college days again. No matter, I was 25 and he was 21. The roommates weren't there when I got there. We went out and grabbed groceries and wine. Came back to his place and decided to fuck first and then cook. So we went into his room and got naked, more foreplay this time of oral and rimming. He then picked up a condom and said, "Do you want me to use this?" I said, "No, you've already cum in me once. It feels better without it anyway." So he fucked me bareback and came inside me. We showered. He fucked me in the shower and came in me again. Then we cooked dinner and hung out. His roommates came home and we all hung out for a while. That night he bred me two more times and made me ask for his load the last time. I slept over and then drove home. My neighbors, a cute couple, saw me arrive in the morning in the same clothes I wore the night before. They smiled and said, hope he was fun. We laughed. I liked Adam, but we just fizzled out after that. I had let him bareback me and taken 5 loads off him. It was really hot when I told him I would go bareback while he was holding the condom. It turned me on thinking about it. I guess getting barebacked wasn't terrible. I just couldn't do it with everybody and no one could know I got fucked bareback because they would judge me. I started thinking, I hope these guys don't tell everyone that they fucked me raw. It made me nervous. But, if I could just not get barebacked that often, it would be ok.

We broke up just around Christmas. Just in time for winter break and I headed home to see the family and some old friends. I sent Aaron, neighbor that used to fuck me, and email saying I was coming home and he emailed back saying that he was going to Florida with his family. I was bummed out about the whole break up. It wasn't I great Christmas. I was scheduled to leave my hometown just before New Years and go back to school and party before 2nd year, 2nd semester started - the semester you land that internship which gets you your job after graduation (supposedly, it did for me). One night I heard the my neighbor's dog barking and realized that either Aaron's family had left the dog at home (unlikely) or they were back. I pulled on my coat and went outside and saw Aaron bringing in some bags. I helped him and said, "I heard the dog. What are you doing home." There was some story. Drama! His mom and dad were there and I said hey, Aaron, his dad and I grabbed some beers and they lit a fire in the family room and we all hung out for a bit. We'd been friends since our mom's met at the bus stop going to work when we were five. He and I played baseball, football, Nintendo, everything together until we had started messing around. His parents went to bed to give us time to "catch up." Aaron and I chatted about school and work, etc. We switched to bourbon (love his family's bar) and after a bit he asked about Will because I hadn't mentioned him. I told him what happened - the cheating and he saw how down I was. He kissed me and said, "Will's stupid. You're the hottest ass I ever had. Too bad you don't live here." We laughed. He started asking if I was still mostly a bottom and stuff like that. He said guys can become more versatile in relationships and I agreed but said that hadn't happened with Will. He asked if I had loved him and said I think I really had. Probably still did. We poured more booze and he told me about the guys he'd been "seeing." Eventually we kissed again. His bedroom was on the first floor so we just took our drinks and went to his room. I knew what he wanted so I took off my shirt right away and kicked off my shoes. We sat on his bed and kissed. We leaned back on the bed and made out some, but we knew he was going to fuck me so it didn't take long for us to be naked. I sucked his nice 6" cock, kinda thick, but nothing like Will's perfect cock that had filled my ass for six months. Instead of fucking, I just continued to suck his cock until he said he was close. I didn't stop sucking him and then I did something with Aaron that I'd never done in our 10 years of messing around. He came in my mouth and I swallowed his load. After his cum high ended he said, "That was so fucking hot. Did you do that with Will?" I said, "First Date." He laughed and said, "You changed for the better." We laughed hard and just hung out naked for a bit. I hadn't cum yet and Aaron asked if I wanted my ass eaten. I said, "Fuck yeah" and I spread my legs and lifted them up. He laughed and said turn over. I did and got on all 4s and he started eating my ass. He had never eaten my ass before I was loving it. He asked in between licking my ass and pushing his tongue inside past my sphincter if I had had my ass eaten before. We'd never talked about it, because we usually just fucked and did oral. I told him I had and he asked if Will was the first. I told him about Matt from that night in college (part 1). He stopped eating my ass to listen and he grabbed some lube and fingered me while I told him about the whole thing. I even told him that I'd let Matt bareback me. He wasn't shocked or disappointed. He said, "That's so hot." He asked if Will barebacked me and I told him, "Every time. Even the first time." I asked if he had barebacked guys since I knew he hadn't dated anyone seriously yet. Aaron said, "Most guys like it bareback. Just not everyone does it bareback." I said, "You didn't answer my question." He told me a few guys. I said, "Hot." He leaned in and kissed me. We kissed for a while with 3 of his fingers in my ass. He then asked if I let those guys cum in me. I said, yes. He said, "Hot. Can I bareback you?" I kissed him and said, "Yes." He immediately pulled his fingers from my ass, lubed his cock and placed it on my asshole, He started pushing in and I guess I'd gotten easier for a 6" cock to slide in my ass after getting fuck by Will's 8" cock. I moaned and let him slide all the way in. He said, "Wow man that's the fastest I've even slid into your ass." He just started sliding in and out of my ass. I let him take over and kind of pound my ass for a while and said nothing. I was moaning some, but really thinking about Will. Aaron started to jerk me off as he fucked me. My thoughts came right back to him and how good he was making me feel. He asked if he could cum in my ass and he said, "I really want to breed you." I agreed and said, "I wanted his load." He came in my ass like a flood. I was so turned on. He stopped fucking me but didn't stop jerking me off. I came like a minute later and we kissed. He said, "You should've told me that story about you getting bred years ago. it was so hot cumming in your ass." We made out and I went home, but we fucked around for a few more days before I left to go back to school. We never used condoms again. Mostly because we only ever fucked during one other time period when he came to visit me at school. After that he got a boyfriend and stayed monogamous. After I got back to school, I started to think that barebacking wasn't so bad. I just had to be careful about who I let bareback me. I'd only do it with guys I was dating or knew really well. I'd never let a trick/hookup/one night stand fuck me bareback again.

I really was a "good boy" for the rest of college. I dated a few guys and slept around some, but I always used condoms. Even when I was back home and hooked up with my neighbor, Aaron, a few times we always used condoms. He was becoming a great top. I guess he much have been fucking around a lot because he made me want it every time I saw him. I went to law school after that and my whole first year was hellish with studying, etc. After my first set of finals, I went out and partied hard for two days - even missed my plane home for Christmas. LOL. When I came back for second semester, I was back on track and starting to look for 1st year summer internships. I was dating a dude at this point, but we never saw each other and weren't exclusive. He asked to fuck me bareback a bunch of times, but I always played safe. I honestly think he was into me, but I was too busy to spend much time with him and we broke it off. Over the summer, I got a summer internship at a decent sized firm and was working long, but not crushing hours and I was able to go out with some friends I'd made by hooking up and a running club and at law school. I think I also starting chatting on AOL with guys at this point, but I couldn't bring myself to just hook up with a guy I just met online. One of those times online though, I met an awesome, funny, smart guy. His name was Will. We agreed to go running one weekend. I met him and we ran. He was cute, had a great body, was my height at 6'2", was thin with a six pack from running and I was betting a hot cock. We laughed and talked as we ran. We had a great time. I agreed to meet him and his friends out later that night for a pre-party at his place and then go out to the clubs. He called me later and asked if I wanted to get dinner too. I was so excited and said yes. We shared a small dinner and then went around the corner to his friend's place. He and his boyfriend and a couple of other guys were there. He chatted and drank beers and vodka - Will and I on vodka. We stayed there for a while and then went out to the clubs. I hadn't been to a few of them and we danced and had so much fun. Will grinded on me some (not a great dancer for sure) and we made out a lot. At about 2am we left the club and went back to Will's place. We kinda talked about it and I had said yes to staying over earlier in the night. He had also said he was versatile and I said I was too, but mostly a bottom. He said, "You're ass is so hot. I bet guys always want to fuck you. I know I do." And we laughed. We got back to his place - a studio in the gay neighborhood - and we started to make out even before his door was opened. We got inside and made out a ton. The room was literally - a bed and a desk. No chairs or sofa. I did a little strip tease of him and slipped off my underwear showing him my ass. He rubbed my ass and immediately started rimming me. His tongue was so good in my ass. I was so hot for Will. I wanted him so bad. I wanted him to be my boyfriend. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted the night to never end. Mostly, I wanted his tongue to stay in my ass forever. After a few minutes, he asked me to suck his cock and he got naked. I went to town on his hot cock. It had to be 8 or 8.5" cut. It was a perfect cock. Not to thick, but just enough to totally stretch my mouth and kinda veiny. I wanted him to like my blow job. I wanted that so much that I was so good at sucking his cock that he was going crazy. He said after a few minutes that he was going to cum. I did something I'd never done before. I didn't stop sucking him and let him cum in my mouth and I swallowed his load. He said that was so hot and that he never cums from head, but I was too good. He asked how he tasted and I said good. He said something silly about making his cum sweeter by drinking orange juice and eating bananas so guys would like the taste. We laughed and cuddled on his bed. He played with my ass some more and he gave me a good blow job, but pulled off when he could tell I was getting closer. He did this a few times, which was "edging" me and I didn't know that's what he was doing at the time. I was so hard and he was getting hard again. We made out so long that the sun was coming up. I'm not sure when it happened, but we grabbed some lube and lubed up our cocks and he fingered my ass some with it. We kept lubing our cocks to "edge" and make it hotter as we made out. Eventually I was straddling him and he was rock hard. He was lying flat on his back and his cock was rubbing against my ass as we made out. I said, "Do you want to fuck me?" He said yes and I grabbed the lube an rubbed it on his cock and my ass. He was looking up at me and I could tell he was about to tell me the condoms were in the drawer. At that moment, I did the sluttiest thing I'd ever done. I wanted Will to like me and want me so badly. I wanted that cock. I was so fucking turned on by him. I just sat on his cock. I winced at first, but I slipped his whole raw cock in my ass. He moaned and I moaned and I adjusted to his size and started to ride him. He started fucking up into me and say what a hot piece of ass I was. I was loving it. I had just put a bareback cock in my ass myself. It's not that I wasn't thinking at the time, I was thinking. I was thinking I wanted him to fuck me bareback. I wanted to feel what I'd felt with those other random guys. But, Will was special. I had just met the man of my dreams and I wanted him to bareback me. It was so fucking hot to have him inside me bareback. I rode him and he bucked up into me. After a while, he said he was getting close and I didn't stop riding him. I wanted him to cum inside me. I wanted Will's load. He said it again and I just kept going. I leaned down and kissed him as I still rode his bare cock. He then grabbed my waist and grunted so loudly and I felt his warn cum shooting inside my ass. I didn't stop riding him and I started jerking my cock until I came maybe a minute later. We made out and talked about how hot that was. He said it was the first time he'd ever topped bareback. I asked if he liked it and he said fuck yes. I said I liked it too. He and I made out and fell asleep. We woke up in the afternoon and took a shower. We agreed to meet for dinner at his place and to watch Sex and the City. I made sure to look really sexy when I went over to Will's later that night. We ordered food and made out some. I sucked his cock and swallowed his load again. Just then, the delivery guy showed up. I laughed so hard as he tried to get dressed and pay the dude. It was so funny. He put the food in his tiny kitchen, came back in and no joke, we got in a tickle fight. Next thing I know my tight jeans were coming off and I had't worn underwear because I needed to do laundry. He grabbed the lube that was still on the floor next to the bed from earlier and lubed up his cock and said, "Let's fuck." This time it felt a bit odd that he didn't ask me about a condom because he seemed like it always used them. But, all I wanted was his cock inside me and I spread my legs and he slid his cock in me slowly. I was still in my tshirt and I pulled that off as he bottomed out his cock inside me. He asked if I was ready, I said yes, fuck me. And he started to slide in and out and then long dick me and then pulled out and popped back in a few times. He slam fucked my ass for a while and I just started cumming as he fucked me. He noticed and sped up some and didn't even ask or say anything but came inside me and collapsed on me. We kissed. I had just taken a second load from Will. I wanted all his loads. I was falling for him hard. He was my perfect guy. We watched Sex in the City that night and fucked again. I rode him again that night and let him cum inside me again. Will and I went out for a few really happy months. I was always running over to his place to get his raw cock in me. I topped him a few times, but he was almost always unloading in my ass. I think I took 200 loads from him in the 6 months we dated. (Ah, youth!) Then, one day I found out he was also fucking around with his neighbor, a really bitchy asshole named Jimmy. I was so mad because I had been let into the building by a person who'd seen me there a lot. I went upstairs and realized that there were noises coming from his apartment. He was moaning and saying "keep fucking me. Don't stop." Then I heard Jimmy clearly say, "Do you want my load?" My Will, the guy I was falling in love with said, "Cum in my ass." I waited for that to stop and I was devastated. My guy was cheating on me. I knocked on the door and Will answered and saw me. He was so shocked and I started to cry. Jimmy laughed at me and Will, thank god, threw him out. We argued and fought and I pushed him and cried a lot. I couldn't believe my perfect man who I had chosen to take bareback one the first date and every fuck after and taken over 200 loads from was cheating on me. He said he cared for me a lot, but we weren't monogamous and he didn't want to be. I was so hurt. After about an hour, he held me and kissed me and wiped my tears away. I let him hold me and I leaned against him. He kissed my head and I kissed his chest. He was still only in his briefs. He rubbed my back and I kissed his chest more. I knew what I was going to do. I had to show him I was a better fuck than Jimmy. I saw him getting hard and I slipped off the bed, took off my shirts, slipped his cock out of his briefs and started sucking his cock. I gave him a great blow job. We both had a ton of mixed emotions. He couldn't concentrate on me giving him head, so he pulled me up and we kissed and made out and he took off my pants and boxers and gave me a blow job. I moaned and let him work. Then, I went down on my knees again off the bed with him on the edge of the bed and sucked him some more. I could smell the cum in him and the sex he'd just had. I saw the lube on the floor and opened it and spread it on my ass. I turned around and lowered my ass onto his cheating bare cock and rode him. After a while, he flipped my over and I was bent over the bed and he started fucking me hard. He knew I liked him buried deep in me and doing short strokes to hit my prostate. That's what he did. Soon I was cumming. He didn't stop like he usually did after I came. Instead he kept fucking me which kind of hurt at first, but I got used to it. Then he said, "Take my cum." He grunted so load and I felt him unload in my ass. I was so sad and so horny and exhausted. Will and I never made it past that last fuck. We slept together that night but I couldn't sleep. My ideal guy was cheating on me and my ass, even bareback, wasn't enough. I was devastated. I was a 6'2", blonde hair, blue eyed, really attractive guy with a toned body and a good career ahead of me that was letting a guy cum in my ass at least 5 times a week and he still didn't want me. I didn't know what to do......(until next time.)

I couldn't tell what I should do. I knew I could never fuck bareback again. It was dangerous. It was wrong. People would judge me and think I was a whore and I'd never get a boyfriend if people knew because they would talk about me barebacking with guys. So, I was a "good boy." I tried hard not to hook up because I was picky, but also because I didn't want people to think any of that stuff. I didn't mess around with anyone for a few weeks. I still went out with my friends and got drunk and danced, but I was a "good boy." One night I was out dancing and I met this hot guy. Shorter than me, tight body. Probably 5'8" and just ripped - Ripped Boy. I was into him and we danced and drank and he wanted to hook up, but his friend was from out of town and single and he didn't want to hook up if his friend didn't. I thought, he is such a nice guy. I said, "Give me a second." I grabbed this cute guy and pulled him into our dancing group. I kissed him and asked his name, turns out he's a Navy Boy. I told him our dilemma and he agrees to go dance with the friend and they hit it off. Next thing I know, Navy Boy is back over to me and says, "I just felt that guy's cock and it's huge. I bottomed last night and I'm still sore. I'm not sure I should go home with him." I am so accommodating and sweet and really want to get fucked by the Ripped Boy that I say, "It's no big deal. Let's all go to Ripped Boy's place and hang out and see what happens." Navy Boy agrees. As we leave the bar I see Navy Guy is really sexy and that Ripped Boy's friend is attractive but not in Navy Boy's league. I was nervous that they wouldn't hook up and Ripped Boy and I would then not hook up. LOL. We all pile in Ripped Boy's car and his friend and Navy Boy are in the backseat. I see the friend open Navy Boy's zipper as they make out. Ripped Boy stops to get gas, Navy Boy runs inside for cigarettes and the friend says we should get condoms. Ripped Boy agrees and then Navy Boy comes back with some beer and cigarettes and Ripped Boy says let's get some booze too. So we all get in the car and hit this late night store and I run in and get some vodka. Back out and in the car. Now the Navy Boy has his shirt off in the back seat and Ripped Boy says, "You got my friend a total hottie. Thanks." Off to the house. We get inside and Ripped Boy and I go to the kitchen, make out, he plays with my ass as I make the drinks. Spilling some when he plays with my crack through my jeans. We get back to the living room and Navy Boy is in his briefs making out hard with the friend. Ripped Boy says, "No fair. You should get naked too." He grabs at my jeans as I hand the guys their drinks and put ours down. I let him undo my jeans and I am in my boxers and I take off my t shirt. I straddle Ripped Boy's lap just like Navy Boy was to his friend and make out with him. It's getting really hot and I am hard as fuck. Navy Boy and I kiss some too. Navy Boy asks loudly, "Hey, you're a bottom right?" I said yes. Ripped boy slips his hands into my boxers and rubs my asshole some. Navy Boy has finished his drink and into the kitchen we go so I can make him another one. He slips my boxers down and rubs his cock on my ass. He says, "You have a hot ass. Can I fuck you?" I said, "Sure, but I'm with Ripped Boy tonight." Navy Boy grabs some salad oil off the kitchen counter and rubs some on my crack and hole. He fingers me and says, "Please." At this point the other guys come in and the friend says, "I bet we all fuck College Boy (me) tonight." Ripped Boy walks over to me and takes the salad oil and says "Does this feel good?" I laughed and said, "Sorta." He kisses me and lubes up Navy Boys cock with the salad oil and says, "Fuck College Boy." I spread my legs and kiss Ripped Boy, not thinking of anything but how turned on I was. Next thing I know, Navy Boy's cock is slipping inside me. I moaned and then the friend kisses me and Navy Boy is resting his cock in my ass. I'm making out with Ripped Boy and the friend as Navy Boy starts to go to town on my ass. Navy Boy and the friend start kissing and the friend takes off his clothes and Ripped Boy bends me over more to suck his cock. I'm sucking his cock and Ripped Boy says to his friend, "I told you we didn't need them." I have no idea what they are talking about. I'm sucking cock and getting fucked. I'm in heaven. After a few minutes, Navy Boy tightens up and says, "I'm gonna cum." Now I realize, Navy Boy who got his ass wrecked last night by some random dude is in me bareback. I can't do anything much because he started cumming in my ass as I am still sucking cock and realizing we never used a condom. I take his load and then Navy Boy pulls out and he and the friend grab their drinks and head back to the living room. Ripped Boy is fingering my ass now as we share a drink. I am so shocked that I just let another random guy bareback me. I turned to Ripped Boy and say, "OMG! That was so slutty. I didn't know we weren't using a condom." Ripped Boy takes my hand and leads me to his bedroom. He sits me on his bed and I can feel Navy Boy's cum in my ass. He climbs on top of me and we are making out so hard. My cock is so hard because I had a load in my ass and was with this hot guy. He spreads my legs and says ur ass is still so slick from the oil and Navy Boy's cum. Blushing I say, "I'm sorry about that. I didn't know." Ripped Boy turns me over and rubs his cock on my ass crack. He says, "Do you need more lube?" I said, "No. I think I'm good." He slicks his cock up with the oil on my ass and slides his bare cock in me. I said, "Fuck that's hot." He said, "My cock in you feels really good." He fucked me good for about 10-15 minutes. Then he said, "I'm going to cum in your ass." I said, "Do it. I want your load." I took his load and he slipped out of my ass. He slapped my ass and said, "You are a hot fuck." Ripped Boy and I made out some more and fell asleep. I woke up with him fucking me early in the morning. After a while on my side, I turned on my back and spread my legs for him. I noticed his friend watching us from the doorway and stroking his cock. Ripped Boy came in my ass again and fell asleep. I got up to go to the bathroom and I came out and saw the friend on the couch in the living room stroking his cock. I asked where Navy Boy was and he said, "He went back home." I said, "Navy Boy was hot." He thanked me for hooking them up and said I was hot too. I walked over to the couch as we talked. He had a 9" cock. I said, "You have a big cock man." He said, "Too bad Navy Boy didn't want to get fucked. You looked like you like getting fucked by Navy Boy and Ripped Boy." I blushed and said, "I did." I asked me if there was lube in the bathroom and I said yes and went to get it for him. I came back and squirted some on his cock and rubbed it all over his cock. He pulled me on top of him and we kissed and I straddled him. He said, "You like cock don't you? Why don't you sit on mine." I got shy and said, "We don't have a condom." He said, "You haven't used one yet tonight." He was right. I was a cum dump for two guys already that night. I gave in and he pushed his cock against my hole as I leaned back down on it. He said, "Ride my raw cock bitch." I did. I rode him and made out with him until he was close and he said, "Take my load slut." I sat down on his cock and felt him explode in me. He just kept coming. I was so turned on I came on his chest. He loved it. I eased off him and cum for three different guys slipped out of my ass and down my thighs. I was so turned on and so scared of what I had just done. Not just one guy, I had let three different guys bareback my ass in one night and I had taken their cum. I went back to bed with Ripped Boy and fell back asleep. We got up and he drove me back to my apartment. I found out on the ride that he had a boyfriend. I was kind of shocked and said, "But you just fucked me bareback and came in my ass twice. How can you have a boyfriend?" He said that I was so hot he had to have me. I blushed and we exchanged numbers and he said, "Can I see you again when my boyfriend is out of town?" I said, "Yes." I got out of the car and he called out, "College Boy, come back." I walked back the few steps and he kissed me hard and asked if I'd let his friend fuck me too. I said yes. He said, "You're so hot," and he drove away. I went upstairs to my apartment and said I swore I'd never see him again because he was a cheater. I also swore that I'd be better about using condoms. I had to be, right? No guy wants to be boyfriends with a slut, right? I said, never again to both barebacking and seeing Ripped Boy. I did see Ripped Boy again a few times, but I made him wear condoms. He said he understood. We stopped fucking when his boyfriend figured out he was fucking me. I might have kept my promise about making Ripped Boy use condoms, but I did get barebacked again. But, that is another story.

It was a slow Tuesday night at the Hollywood adult theater in Lake City. Just a handful of guys, none of whom wanted to stick their dick in my mouth. That was unfortunate. I really wanted to take a lovely prick in my mouth, nurse to a full erection and enjoy the taste of semen filling my mouth. I love sucking dick and I'm good at it. Too bad the closet cases and "straight" guys infesting the theater wouldn't let me show them a good time. I was sitting in the gay room alone, idly stroking my cock and watching a pretty boy take a rough raw fucking from a big dicked black guy. I envied the kid. I didn't have the guts to bareback and take loads like I really wanted to. I'd only had two raw cocks cream my ass, and that was only because I was really drunk. Both times I'd been anxious for months afterwards, until I tested negative. That didn't stop me from jerking off remembering the feel of a bare cock in me, the intensely arousing knowledge that the cock was spewing cum in my ass, the feel of it oozing out of my butt and the taste of it when I wiped it off with my fingers and licked them clean. Ah well, I hadn't been drinking that Tuesday night and would content myself to sucking and swallowing. Now, if some faggot would just allow me do that. The door to the theater slammed and few minutes later a middle-aged white guy walked in the room and looked around a bit and left. Figures, goes directly to the gay room, sees a queer with his cock out and leaves. Oh, well. Not long after that the guy came back and looked at me. He stepped directly in front of me, unzipped and took his cock out. I took my glasses off and licked my lips and he stepped forward and stuck his very nice uncut, soft dick in my mouth. At last, a fag who knows what he wants! I lovingly worshipped his prick. I love uncut cocks, especially when they're soft as they slide in my mouth. I love slipping my tongue under the foreskin and licking the head, enjoying the distinct tastes uncut guys get when they aren't too scrupulous about washing. Before long I had him fully hard, a lovely seven inches of moderately thick meat. Unfortunately he pulled out and walked away, stroking his length. Ah, shit! Tease me and walk off. Just my luck. I had just about just about decided to jerk off to the video when the guy came back and stuck his dick in my mouth again. I nursed him again and was starting to taste precum when he pulled out and sat down next to me. He turned his head to me and leaned forward. I did the same and he kissed me aggressively. I returned the kiss eagerly. I love making out with tops when they're as good at it as this guy was. He murmured in my ear "I want fuck you your ass." "Mmm, that would fun. What's your HIV status?" "I'm negative, tested last week." "Great. Use a condom." "Absolutely." He stood up, took a condom out of his pocket and rolled it on his cock. I checked and it was lubed. I stood up and assumed the position, bent over a chair back. "Let me open you up a little." A lubed finger slid in me and worked my ass, then another. He was a little rough and it hurt a little. He rubbed a thick lube in me and got me ready. Fingers pulled out, I felt the condom covered dick rub my asshole and shoved in hard. He was a hard, fast fuck, pounding my ass relentlessly. I was in heaven. He must have screwed me for 15 or 20 minutes. Finally, he humped in hard and held. "Breeding you, bitch! Knocking you up!" Those words puzzled me, no man had ever said that when he fucked me. Whatever, it was a great fuck. My ass was thoroughly reamed out. He pulled out of me and I sat down. He had pulled tissues out and was pulling the condom off his cock. I motioned to him and he stuck his wet cock in my mouth. I carefully licked and sucked him clean, enjoying the taste. Odd though, there was a tangy, greasy edge to it that I'd never tasted before. He leaned down and kissed me, smiling. "Thanks for a great fuck. Welcome to the club." He wrapped the condom with a tissue, dropped them in a nearby trash can and left. I sat with a pleasantly sore ass, puzzling over his last remark. Surely he could tell I had had dicks in my ass before. One of the guys who had watched me get fucked sat down and took my dick in his hands. Mmm, good. I'd love a blowjob or handjob while enjoying that freshly fucked feeling. We made out while we played with each other's cock. He was was large and hard and oozing precum. After a few minutes he broke off and whispered to me. "Do you know that guy?" "No, never saw him before. Why?" Do you know your HIV status? He's poz." The bottom dropped out of my stomach. He had lied to me. Never the less I responded "I'm neg, but that's ok, he used a condom." "Are you sure?" "Yeah, I saw him put it on, felt it when he was in my ass and saw him take it off and throw it in that trash can" pointing to the receptacle in which I had seen the top drop the condom and tissues. The guy reached over and gingerly fished out the tissues and condom, handed the wad of crumpled tissues to me saying simply "Check it." I unwrapped the tissues and looked. The condom was broken and bunched up. I felt the condom and felt what I thought was vaseline, then stood up and looked at the seat of the chair. There was a puddle there. I wiped some up and sniffed. Semen. The guy had doctored the rubber and shot a poz load in my ass. "Fuck. He shot in my ass." "Yeah. I thought as much. He's famous for stealthing guys." "How do you know he's poz?" "He told me. I'm poz too. He's fucked me before. I wish I'd had a chance to tell you. When he fingered your ass did it hurt?" "Yeah, it did. Usually I open really easy, with no pain. His nails were probably a little too long." "That was no accident. He was prepping you for his load. Scratching your asshole and rectum so you'd bleed and be more likely to get infected. I'm sorry, but my guess is that the virus is already in your bloodstream." "What can I do?" "Not much. Stock up on soup and electrolyte drinks. If you get the flu in the next few weeks it means you're infected. Go get tested later." I was sick to my stomach. I'd just been infected with HIV. My dick, however, was rock hard for the first time that evening. The guy next to me stroked my cock. "Odd reaction to getting stealthed." I was breathing hard. I realized that taking a poz load and almost surely getting infected had turned me on more than I'd been in ages. The hand on my cock felt great and I was about to shoot. I kissed the guy next to me and whispered to him "Fuck me and shoot another load of poz cum in me." My cock erupted when I said that. I really meant it. I was free. N o need to use condoms ever again or refuse any man's cock and cum. I was infected with HIV and didn't care if I got other diseases. "I'm really turned on watching you getting fucked and infected. I'd love to fuck your sloppy hole and make it a sure thing. Are you sure?" He held his hand to my mouth and I licked my last neg load from his fingers. I stood up, bent down, and licked the puddle of cum off the seat and tasted semen, assjuice and the coppery taste of blood. Infected, for sure. "Yes, do it. Make sure I'm knocked up." I bent over the back of the chair, reached back and spread my ass cheeks. The oozing head of his infected cock rubbed my asshole and he shoved in hard. My cock was rigid again, although usually it took a while to recover. I was so turned on knowing I had a dirty cock in me and was about to knowingly take dirty cum. He rammed his dick in me, fucking me as hard as the other guy had done earlier. I was in heaven, free at last to glory in pure faggot sex with no worries about anything but pleasing the cock in my ass. He hammered in and shuddered. I could feel his cock jerk and twitch and felt warm wetness in my guts. He moaned in my ear. "Pozzing your ass faggot! Fuckin' infecting you!" My cock twitched and I squirted my soon-to-be dirty cum onto the floor. One of the guys watching bent down and licked it up. My cock stayed hard. The guy rose from the floor, pulled a chair in front of me and bent over it. I stepped up and slid my newly infected cock in his ass. I wonder if he'd heard what the second poz guy had said to me and wondered if he cared. The guy was wet and I'd seen cum oozing out of him. I reveled in the feel of his slick asshole and the knowledge that my cock was bathed in strange cum. In spite of having shot two loads in a few minutes I emptied my balls in him quickly. I stayed in, enjoying the feel of his tight butt on my hard cock. Something nuzzled my well used asshole. I looked around and saw the first guy who'd fucked poz cum into me. He slid into my ass and whispered in my ear "How does it feel to be Another Infected Dicksucker, Son?"

I'm 31 but look about 25, I am 5'11", athletic build with dark blond/light brown hair. I am pretty much smooth all over, except my legs which are pretty hairy. I have an amazing arse and make an excellent bottom boy. I've been barebacking since my teens. I hope you enjoy the story. It was Thursday evening at last and the start of my long weekend off work. I’d had to work the previous four weekends but now it was my time to relax. I drove home, it was a beautiful hot summer evening and the weather forecast was promising non-stop sunshine. I got out of my uniform as soon as I walked in through the front door and headed for a shower. As I dried myself off I texted my dealer asking if he was around this evening and if he could sort me out with some gear. He was free around 20:30 and the price was good– it was a big order so I got bulk discount. I dried myself off, making sure that I was completely smooth all over, threw on a pair of loose shorts and a t-shirt before heading to my dealer’s place. I knocked on the door and one of his regulars answered the door, I gave him a hug and walked in, kicking my flip-flops off in the hallway. There were three other regulars there, all sitting around drinking cans of coke and enjoying a spliff. Kirk, my dealer, was sat in an armchair at the end of the room weighing out small bags of gear and decanting GHB into smaller bottles. Kirk is black, in his early 40s, poz and is rumoured to have a massive cock with a metal ring through the end of it. I have no idea how true this is, he’s just my mate and my dealer. He looked up, saw me and smiled. I walked over to him and gave him a big hug; his muscled arms wrapped around me and gave me a squeeze. He gestured for me to sit down and told me that he was just measuring out the last of the gear for me. I put the cash on the table in front of him, he didn’t have to count it; he knew that I was good for the £250. We made small talk and I told him about my plan to get completely fucked up over the weekend. He smiled and laughed and said he wished he was young enough to join in. He passed my the bags of mcat and crystal meth, a bottle of GHB and a bottle of poppers, and a pack of ten Viagra to keep the party going. I thanked him, waved goodbye to his regulars and headed out the door. Back in the car I checked the gear that he’d given me and saw an extra bag of gear with a winky smiley drawn on in black marker. I didn’t know what it contained but if it was from Kirk, I knew it would be good. I drove home, stripped off, did a couple of small lines to get me started and opened Grindr. I had 10 old messages saying “hey” or “hi”, but nothing worth reading so I deleted them and changed my profile name to “HnH raw bttm”. I scanned the profiles and it was mostly the same pics that were always there, but a new one caught my eye: Joey, 24, white, hung top, 4 miles away. I messaged him with a pic of my arse and body and asked if he was free tonight. To my surprise he messaged back straight away with a pic of his beautiful cock with a big head and a drop of precum oozing out the end. He said he was visiting from Brighton but his mates had let him down at the last minute so he was looking for somewhere to crash tonight. I said he could stay at mine if he was cool with chems and bareback. He replied with a load of winky smileys and asked for more pics. We sent a few more back and to and he was gorgeous so I sent him my address. He told me that he wanted me blindfolded on all fours on my bed wearing a jockstrap with a buttplug in. I told him that I only had big buttplugs and he replied, “the bigger the better”. I agreed and said that I’d be ready and waiting for him. I prepared some bombs of mcat and crystal meth in Rizzla papers, made up a couple of drinks with GHB in and popped a Viagra. The fresh bottle of poppers were on the bedside table and were so strong that I almost got high from just taking the lid off. Joey was about 5 minutes away so I lubed up the buttplug, took some mcat and GHB, three deep hits of poppers and squatted over it. I felt it cold against my hole and pushed down on to it, feeling it opening my hole and stretching me, then it popped in and I felt a rush flow up through my body. I had a line of crystal meth, put on my jockstrap and blindfold and waited. After a couple of minutes I heard someone open the front door and let themselves in, they came up the stairs and walked in through my bedroom door. Neither of us said a word. I listened to him get undressed and he headed over to the bed where I was waiting on all fours, my plugged ass in the air. I took a couple of hits of the poppers and waited, precum poured from my cock from the excitement. He was behind me, he leant over and gently kissed both of my ass cheeks and ran a finger around the base of the buttplug, stroking my ring. Then, without warning, he grabbed the plug firmly and pulled it straight out of me leaving my hole gaping wide open. I shouted “fuck” but he told me to shut up and take some more poppers whilst he rubbed some of the crystal meth around the inside of my gaping hole. It started to burn as the crystals rubbed my delicate insides, but then a feeling of warmth and extreme horniness spread through me and I was begging him to ruin my hole. He leant over me, the tip of his precum covered cock just teasing my arse and whispered in my ear “do you really want me to ruin your cunt forever?”. “Yes!” I replied, taking two more deep hits of poppers and sending myself higher than I had ever been before. “OK” he said and pushed all 9 inches of his cock into me in one go. It felt amazing but then he started to push his hand inside me too, finger after finger entered my hole beside his cock until his whole hand was inside me and he was fucking my stretched out hole, rubbing his precum all over my insides. He started fucking and fisting me at the same time, wave after wave of intense please pulsed through me as he got rougher and rougher. He whispered in my ear “Where do you want my load?”. “Inside me” I replied. “You are bleeding, are you sure?”, “Fuck yes” I said as I imagined his thick creamy load shooting deep into my guts. His pounding got quicker and then he stopped with his dick completely inside me and he started wanking himself off. He grunted and I felt his whole body spasm as he shot a weeks worth of cum into my ruined bleeding hole. He pulled his cock and fist out of me at the same time and immediately replaced them with the buttplug. “Stay there” he said, “I’ve got another present for you”. Long Weekend – Part 2 He got off the bed and went over to his pile of clothes where he messaged someone on his phone before coming back to the bed. He told me to turn over and sit up, which I did, and he gave me one of the premade bombs of mcat and crystal meth and I swallowed it with the drink laced with GHB. After he’d helped me with a glass of water to wash away the taste he told me that his friends hadn’t let him down but were actually in a van outside and he’d messaged them to come in. I asked how many and how old they were, he told me that there were three of them, two other young guys like him, 23 and 26, and their daddy, 48, who had the thickest cock he’s ever seen and had piercings along the whole length of it. By now the chems had really kicked in and I couldn’t think about anything other than getting my hole used and seeded. The idea of these four guys taking turns to breed me seemed like heaven so of course I agreed. He told me to take some more poppers to get me really flying and then they would start using my holes. After the second hit of poppers I heard them coming up the stairs, I was still blindfolded but I could hear three new voices. The older guy, who they all called Daddy, told them to unpack the equipment and set it up by the bed. I asked what equipment and they told me that it was a video camera and tripod and a few straps and sex toys. I could’ve tried to refuse but there were four of them and only one of me, and I was so high that I would agree to anything. Whilst the three lads set up the camera, Daddy stripped off and got on to the bed, pushing my on to my back and propping my plugged arse up on pillows to make it more accessible. He gently teased the buttplug and pulled it out of me slowly, allowing a stream of pink cum to run out of my gaping hole. Daddy scooped some of it up with his fingers and pushed it back into my hole, then used the rest to smear over his thick pierced cock. He slapped my exposed hole with the head of his rapidly hardening cock, causing the piercings down the length of his shaft to jangle against each other. He positioned the head of his cock against my hole, took a hit of poppers and then held the bottle under my nose for six long slow hits. My hole opened up and he started to push his thick pierced cock inside me. I had never been fucked my a pierced cock before and every piercing sent a new wave of slutty pleasure through my body as they forced their way in through my ring and rubbed against my prostate. It was definitely the thickest cock I had ever had and I felt so full. Daddy asked me if I liked his cock and all I could do was whimper in a mix of pleasure and pain. He slid in and out of me slowly, the metalwork in his cock rubbing my delicate insides, and his three sons were watching and wanking. Daddy pulled out and rubbed some more crystal meth around my gaping hole to make me hornier and sluttier and more relaxed. After the burn had subsided and he had pushed his cock back inside me I begged for more. He told his youngest son, Josh, to slide his cock into me at the same time. After a couple of changes of position, Josh’s 8 inch cock was hammering in and out of my hole whilst Daddy enjoyed the new tightness. I could tell that Daddy was getting close to cumming because his breathing was deeper and his groans were more frequent. He told Josh to pull out and to hold my cunt wide open with both hands and then he wanked himself off all over my hole before telling Josh to fist it into me. It burned as Josh fisted it deep into my guts and it felt like no cum I’d ever had before. I asked Daddy what had happened and he chuckled and said “Welcome to the family, you belong to me now, you’re carrying my strain”. He got off the bed and told Josh and Zack, the eldest, to finish me off. They got me on all fours and spitroasted me, taking turns to use my hole and my mouth, the taste of poz cum on their cocks. Joey, who had been quietly operating the video camera, came over to the bed and released my rock hard cock from my jockstrap and started to wank me, more and more precum oozed out of my cock as he played with my sensitive head. “I’m going to suck your last ever load of neg cum out of you” he said as he slid underneath me to suck me off and watch his brothers breed my hole. As Zack shot the last drop of cum into my hole and pushed the buttplug back to keep it all inside, I came into Joey’s mouth, the most powerful orgasm of my life. I collapsed onto the bed with a massive smile on my face and four poz loads in my sloppy greedy hole. Long Weekend – Part 3 I had lost all track of time and couldn’t even tell if it was day or night. I slipped the blindfold off and looked around my room. At first I wasn’t sure if I had imagined what had just happened but I could hear the guys downstairs and my arse was sore and plugged. I slipped the cum-drenched jockstrap off and put it in the laundry basket before putting a towel around my waist and heading for the shower. The hot water felt amazing against my skin and I gingerly squatted down and eased the plug out of my arse. A huge blob of thick pinky white cum fell out of me, followed by a stream of yet more cum. I touched my hole with my fingers and it wasn’t closing. I tried to clench but it just stayed open and gaping. I finished washing, towelled myself off and headed to the kitchen for a glass of water. The four guys were in the lounge watching porn on the TV. I downed my glass of water and sat down on the sofa between two of them. None of them were in their 20s or 30s, they were all older guys in their 40s and 50s who had duped me with false photos and I had been blindfolded. Each of them had a large toxic symbol tattooed above his cock and they smiled as I realised what had happened. Daddy, the oldest guy in his late 50s, explained that they had all been poz for at least twenty years and had never had any treatment so their viral loads were as high as possible. The told me that they enjoyed pozzing slutty young bottom boys like me and increasing the size of their poz family. Before I could reply, Daddy asked me what my deepest darkest fantasy was now that there were no repercussions. I sat quietly for a bit, thinking, and then said that it was being gang raped by hung black poz guys and being fisted between each cock until my rosebud hung out. All four guys smiled and nodded – they definitely approved and their cocks were hardening again. Daddy asked me if I knew of anyone could help so I nodded and went upstairs to get my phone. I texted my dealer Kirk and explained what had happened and asked if he’d be up for joining in, then I texted my mate Tim from back home and told him what had happened and asked if he was free to come down for the weekend. Tim and I had had a dirty weekend of breeding and fisting in a hotel a couple of years previously and it was his goal to give me a permanent rosebud. I waited for a reply then realised that it was Friday morning and they would probably still be asleep. To my surprise, Kirk replied first and said that he wasn’t free until the afternoon but he was definitely up for breeding my hole with his poz cum. Then he sent me a photo of his cock and the rumours were not wrong – it was huge with a big metal ring through the end of it. And above his cock, tattooed but slightly hidden by his pubes, was a toxic symbol. I replied with a message of my ruined hole and told him that I couldn’t wait for later. Tim replied about half an hour later and explained that he had work, but when I told him what our plan was and that he could actually live his fantasy and turn my rosebud inside out, he called into work saying he was ill and started the drive down to my place. By the time Tim and Kirk arrived the four guys had all dumped at least one more load in me and ravaged my hole with the selection of toys that they had brought with them. After the introductions, Daddy took me upstairs to my bedroom where my bed had been pushed to one side and a sex swing had been erected with plastic sheeting to protect the floor. One video camera had been attached to the top of the frame looking straight down at where my arse would be, and the other was on a tripod looking at my arse. Daddy helped me to prepare some drinks laced with GHB and large bombs of mcat, crystal meth, and the mysterious powder that Kirk had given me for free. I took two large bombs with a drink of GHB before getting into the sling and Daddy strapped my feet up before rubbing a generous dose of crystal meth inside my hole. He passed me a fresh bottle of extra strong poppers and asked me if I was ready. I nodded, took a couple of huffs of the poppers and relaxed back into the sling. I was absolutely flying by the time Kirk walked in through the door, his massive black cock pointing straight out in front of him. I looked at him and said “Breed me”. Without putting any lube or spit on his cock or my hole he just shoved the whole thing inside me and started fucking me mercilessly. I could feel the big metal ring rubbing against my prostate and up through my second ring. He looked deep into my eyes and said “Beg for it”. I took two more hits of poppers so that my hole was as open as it could be and started chanting “Breed me with your poz load” over and over again. His thrusts got deeper and I could feel his cock getting harder and thicker inside me. Then he exploded inside my hole and continued to fuck me hard, rubbing his toxic load into my guts. He slapped my face hard and shouted open your mouth before spitting on my face. I licked my lips and he did it again before pulling out and shouting for Tim to come upstairs. As Tim walked in, I was licking the mixture of blood, cum and ass juices off Kirk’s cock. Tim scooped up some of the cum that had dribbled onto the floor and used it to lube up his fists before ramming one inside me. He punch fucked me for a few minutes and then started pushing his second fist inside. Kirk held the bottle of poppers under my nose and made me take hit after hit. Soon both of Tim’s fists were punching in and out of me and my hole felt amazing. He pushed both fists in as deep as they would go and and then pulled them out quickly at the same time, causing some of my rosebud to come out of my hole completely. He stood there and stared at it. I was too loose and relaxed to suck it back inside myself, it just hung there, dripping with poz cum. He massaged my delicate insides with his hands and then started to fuck them with his precum covered cock. Waves of pleasure shot through my body as Tim added his load to my sloppy ruined cunt. He pulled out and walked around the sling so I could suck his cock clean. He looked into my eyes and said “I’m poz too, always have been” and winked. I looked up at him, his cock still in my mouth, and smiled. Long Weekend - Part 4 The guys unloaded their fucking machine from the back of the van and attached it to the frame of the sex swing, lining up the large ribbed dildo with my ruined hole. My arse was so full of cum that I didn’t need any lube, but they rubbed a generous portion of crystal meth over the end of the dildo to push it deep into my hole. They turned on the fucking machine and it slowly started to slide in and out of my cunt, I was in heaven. They turned up the speed until it was running at maximum and the dildo was just a blur as it pounded my hole relentlessly. They gave me another bomb of chems with some GHB and left me there with a bottle of poppers. They took my phone downstairs and logged into my Grindr account, updating the profile name to “No load refused” and started chatting to anyone who showed any interest. Within an hour they had 8 confirmed guys to come over and breed me, from 19 to 72 years of age. They came upstairs after an hour to find me in a world of euphoria, covered in my own cum and with a messy gaping cummy hole that offered no resistance to the relentless assault from the fuck machine. They switched it off and pulled it out of me before undoing my straps and helping me out of the swing and into the shower. They washed me and made me presentable for the queue of guys who were waiting to breed me. They had been told that there were no limits and no rules, except that their loads had to go up my ass. To avoid having lots of different cars arriving at the house and drawing unwanted attention, they decided to take me in the van to a local area of woodland that was well known for cruising. The 8 guys would meet us there and take turns breeding me. I put on a jockstrap, some loose shorts and a t-shirt and jumped into the back of the van, which had a mattress in. Joey drove with Josh and Zack beside him in the front. Daddy, Kirk and Tim got in the back with me and took turns fucking me as we drove to the woods. Once we were there, Kirk asked if I’d ever tried slamming before. I said that I hadn’t and that I wasn’t keen on trying. Kirk winked at Daddy and Tim and they pinned me down so that Kirk would inject me with a decent hit of crystal meth. I felt the sharp point of the needle and then they released the tourniquet, the rush engulfed my body and I coughed hard before falling back on to the mattress. I was in outer space and could think of nothing but filling my hole; it was so hungry; it needed to be filled. Daddy saw the hunger in my eyes and lay on his back and told me to sit on his thick pierced cock, then Kirk came up behind me and slid his monster black cock inside me at the same time. I was in heaven as they fucked me. There was a knock at the back door and Tim opened in cautiously. It was the 19-year-old, he was tall and muscular and was wearing a pair of tight gym shorts and a tank top. A large patch of precum was seeping across his shorts, that were tight against his big cock. Clearly turned on by the site of my hole being raped by these two older guys, he jumped into the back of the van and unleashed his veiny cock. Daddy and Kirk pulled out and put me on my back ready to receive this 19-year-old’s seed. His balls were the size of eggs and hung low in a perfectly smooth ballbag. He milked his cock and a glob of yellow green goo eased out of his piss slit. The other guys looked at him and said “no load refused” and pulled my legs back to expose my trashed hole. The 19-year-old rubbed the infectious puss over my hole and then slammed into me with all his weight. He reached over me and picked up a large dildo and told me to take some poppers. Tim held the poppers under my nose as the 19-year-old lad forced the dildo into my hole beside his cock, then he picked up another one and tried to do the same, but it was a bit too big. “Give him some more chems” he said as he fucked my hole with his dick and the dildo. Kirk pulled out the bag with the winky smiley on it and said “this is what he needs” before mixing some with GHB, mcat, crystal meth and Red Bull. I downed the mixture and Kirk gave me another slam. Five minutes later both dildos were firmly in my hole and the 19-year-old was close to cumming. Tim went behind the 19-year-old and without warning pushed his precum-covered dick up his tight hole. The 19-year-old screamed for Tim to stop but Daddy and Kirk pinned him down on top of me and spread his ass cheeks so Tim could fuck him easier. I held the poppers under the 19-year-old’s nose and he soon started enjoying the fuck and moaning. Then I felt his cock twitch and unload his dirty spunk deep into my hole. His hole tightened around Tim’s cock and Tim shot his poz load up the young lads hole. He thought the fucking was over but then the three blokes who had been in the front of the van came to take turns with their new fuck toy. After he’d taken loads from everyone, he was sent away to find more guys.

My step-dad broke me in when I was 12. He basically had the birds and bees talk with me, and lied to me about finding out whether I was gay or straight by seeing if I would get aroused from me stroking his cock and sliding his cock in my ass. He would use butter for lube, fingering my hole and stretching it before he would slide his 9 inch cucumber thick cock slowly in me. I am thankful that he was very patient and gentle in the beginning because once I got used to it, he would skin smack pound the the hell out of me before busting. He would make me cum by stroking my cock while boning me, and it made me crave his bone since I was getting pleasure out of it as well. He boned me for about 10 years. After he passed away, I ended up becoming a total top because I couldn't find a top who would be able to bone me, stroke me at the same time, and make me explode all over my stomach and chest like him. Has anyone had any similar experiences with family member for a long period of time?

1. Aiden I first saw Jay on a Friday night, early October. I was out at a club, standing by the side of the dance floor, watching the endless parade of bright young things. Tonight, it seemed a little more college boys, a little less desperate twenty-something actors. I didn't really care that much about the crowd. It was a mixed night, and I was already too busy defending myself against horny drunk girls, much less trying to separate the gay boys from the straight men. But first, I should probably back up and introduce myself. I'm Aiden. I'm fifty years old, and I've been in that other industry since I was twenty. We never call it anything other than "The Industry," if we even call it anything at all. Activists might call it "sex work" in an effort to give it legitimacy or make it seem more glamorous than it really is. But there is nothing glamorous about the life of a boy selling his body. In order to survive, you must become someone not quite human. You must become a creature who just enacts the core human emotions like empathy, love, and care. You can't survive with real emotions. I was one of the lucky ones. I grew up and graduated. I'm no longer one of the boys. I'm a pimp, and now I get to own the boys. It's not an accident that we call it owning; it's about as close to slavery as it gets these days. It sounds cruel, but I believe it is better this way. It's easier on the boys in the long run if they understand that they are possessions, things to be bought and sold, passed around and shared. The entire process is easier for a bottom, of course. They already understand that they are just vessels for another man's pleasure. Yeah, I said man there. It's a straight boy's fantasy to be paid by women for sex. It. Does. Not. Happen. For men, the Industry is only about man on man, and the sooner a so-called straight boy figures that out, the better for him. In the Industry, we call that process "breaking a boy." The best of us pimps can do it in our sleep. Once you get the hang of it, it's easy, and for me, it came naturally. Of course, it's never easy for the boy. It is always a struggle for a boy to accept his position in the Industry. Back to the night at hand. I had a vodka and cranberry in my hand; I had been nursing it slowly enough that the ice had melted, leaving it weak and watery. I was waiting for the boys to start to approach me. It might take a second or third drink, but they always did. They might claim to be straight, but it didn't matter. Straight boys don't approach fifty year old men in a club. Only gay boys do, and those are only the ones with serious daddy issues. Jay approached me right as I was thinking about ditching my drink and getting another one. The first thing I noticed was his glasses. It was unusual to see a guy out at the club with glasses, much less the striking blue frames he had on. The second thing I noticed was that he was holding a drink. I wondered how he had gotten the drink; he barely looked old enough to fuck, much less to be able to get a drink. No doubt he had a fake ID. Before I got him naked, I'd have to see his real ID. "Hi," he said. "Hi," I replied. I smiled, letting him see my teeth. "Having a good night?" "Yeah," he said. "First time here. It's great." "Cool. I'm Aiden," I said. "Jay," he replied. He held out his hand, and I shook it. His skin was soft and warm. He had an easy life and hadn't gained the rough skin and calluses of manual labor. "You here alone? Or are you with friends?" "I was here with friends. But I seem to have lost them." He looked around again, in a feeble effort to find them amidst the crowd. "I was talking to a girl, and I guess they moved on." I tried not to laugh. He may have been talking to a girl, but that wasn't what he really needed. "Cool. What happened to her? She still around?" "Somewhere," he said, looking around the club again. He focused on the dance floor, and pointed someone out. "There she is. The Asian chick." I followed his finger the best I could. There was a cute Asian girl; dressed in a way that screamed money. I looked Jay over again. She wasn't completely out of his league. At about 6'1", he was a few inches taller than me and his tight graphic t-shirt showed off his muscular body well. But, even from the few words we had exchanged, I could tell he was still young, naive and unfamiliar with talking to girls. "She's cute," I said. "You like Asian girls?" "I dunno," he said. "It all depends on the girl." "What do you like?" "Oh. You know. A little shorter than me. Not too big. Not really a breast man." Or, I thought, he likes his girls boyish. It was already clear that he liked his men to be daddies. "I need another drink," I said. "You want one?" "Yeah, that would be great." "This way," I said. He followed me to the bar. "How long have you been in LA?" I asked as we got in line. "A little over a month," he said. "I'm a freshman at USC." I wasn't surprised. He had the good looks of someone who had spent his entire life never worrying about money. He anticipated my next question. "I grew up outside of Denver." He also had the rugged build of someone for whom the outdoors was easy to get to. "What about you?" "Been here for too long," I said. "Moved here when I was eighteen. Grew up in rural Missouri." I didn't want to give too many details. It was my job to know everything about his life; it was just as important that I remain an enigma to Jay. "What do you do?" "I work in the industry." He didn't need to know which industry it was; I knew he would assume it was the entertainment industry. That was not too far from the truth. "Oh cool. I want to be a producer." "A lot of my good friends do that." Despite changes in social mores, Hollywood was still surprisingly old-fashioned. At least once a week, a producer would call me needing a "new friend" for some celebrity needing some play time without the tabloids finding out. Or they wanted something more reliable than what they could find themselves. The line was moving quicker than I expected. It wasn't long before we were nearly there. "What are you drinking?" I asked. "Are you even old enough to be drinking?" "Well. My ID says I am. And it's a vodka and soda." "Good answer," I said. "For both." I'd really have to see his ID before anything happened. I didn't worry about alcohol. No one would prosecute for just giving an under-age kid a drink. But sex, well, that was a totally different story. "Two Grey Goose and soda." "Nice," Jay said. "Been drinking well tonight." This was almost like shooting fish in a barrel. I would show him a little bit of the good life, and get him used to it. "I'm here on a scholarship," he continued. He had pulled it off well. But then I looked him over again. The subtle flaws that I had missed when I had first examined him were obvious now that I knew to look for them. The shirt, although fashionable, had the awkward drape I associated with a knock-off. His glasses were the same: the color wasn't perfect, and there were some hard edges to the design that I associated with a cheap chain store. Call it Lenscrafters chic. The barrel just got smaller, and the fish bigger. It would be easier than I expected. I handed him his drink. "Cheers," I said. He didn't flinch from my gaze as we clinked glasses. "To success," I said, not specifying what success constituted. I was already running through a list of old friends of mine who would want to have first crack at the young man's ass. "Success," he replied. He was smiling; I wondered what success meant for him tonight. In the end, it didn't really matter what he wanted. So much of what I was going to do with him was going to be about teaching him what he wanted. Yeah, there would always be that initial spark of desire from him; he had shown it in spades. But there was a lot I was going to get to teach him, and in turn, mold it into a core part of not just his sexuality, but also his own identity. We took a sip of our drink, and scanned the crowd. It was a busy night, and on the dance floor, beautiful members of both sexes were out having a good time. As the night wore on, more of the boys were shirtless. Not only that, more of them no longer cared who they were grinding against. It could have been a girl, it could have been a boy. "Fun night," Jay continued. I nodded in agreement. My pocket buzzed. The vibration was just enough to set off my dick. I had been keeping my thoughts high and abstract. But the sudden stimulation jerked me back to the present, and I wondered what his green eyes would look like, staring up at me as his lips were wrapped around my cock. "One second," I said, and pulled out my phone. "Crystal ParTy tonight," it began. It was from my friend ****, who was just as his messages. "One am. Intercontinental, Rm 1902. Bring yourself. Bring a good boy. Bring a friend." "Looking forward. I've got both." I texted back. "$ounds good. eVeryThing covered here." My dick throbbed again. Jay was going to get quite the introduction tonight. I turned to the young man, even if it meant looking up at him. "Friend is having a party. Wanna come with me?" "Where?" he asked, but even in the dim light, his pupils dilated enough to be noticed. "Downtown. I'll get us an Uber." "Awesome," he said. He moved a little closer to me and his lips pursed slightly at the end, like he was waiting for a kiss. Unfortunately, the moment passed. I knew what I needed to do. "Follow me," I said, drinking down the rest of my drink quickly. He followed, gulping down the stiff drink. If I had timed it right, we'd be in the car when the alcohol hit him. "First, text your friends where you're going. Party at the intercontinental hotel." I pulled out the phone again, and held it in front of us. "Quick selfie. My friend wants to see you." I'd also use it to run a fast auction of first breeding rights. The first one turned out perfect, and then Jay wanted one as well. He took a few before the deciding on the best one. "Memories of a fun night," he said. "Hopefully, it is just beginning, I said. "You should send it to your friend as well, so they know I'm not a psycho creeper." I could see him blush, but again, he also moved closer to me. He quickly texted someone. I was close enough I could read the text. "New friend I met. Invited me to a party downtown. See you tomorrow." "Thanks," Jay said, as he hit send. "For thinking of me. I wouldn't have even thought about it." I wondered what his friends would think of the picture. A young man and a much older man. My beard, although still thick, was more silver than brown now, and the wrinkles on my face were becoming more prominent. But perhaps they had already figured out what Jay was just discovering. "It's fine," I said. I didn't tell him how this was an important part of the process. He needed to trust me, to think that I put him first and looked out for his best interests. But I only looked out for my interests. "It's fun to party and meet new people. But remember, not everyone is on the up and up. Not everyone has your best interests at heart." Just like me, I thought. I didn't have to worry about his friends knowing I had taken him somewhere. By the time things got really dangerous, he'd be begging me for it. The best times, they begged me to drug them, to breed them, to infect them. "One second," I said, as I sent a quick text attached to the picture of the two of us. "Fresh meat. Tonight only. Bidding starts at two." I sent it to three of my old friends, Rod, Steven, and Alex. Each of them had a fondness for younger boys, and each of them absolutely loved the idea of deflowering a freshly-minted man. "200," Rod texted back. A few seconds later, Steven replied. "250." "Wanna head out?" I asked Jay. "We can get a cab there." "Sure," he said. I walked towards the exit. I made it a point not to turn around for the first few steps. I knew he would follow me, and he did. He kept close enough to me that I could feel his body heat. I turned around at the steps down off the dance floor. "Need some help," I asked and offered him my hand. He nodded, and I helped him down on to the sticky concrete floor. I thought I detected just the hint of a stagger; the alcohol was just beginning to hit. Hopefully the full rush wouldn't be far off. I had taken the side exit, right by the exit no one knew about. It was just a few steps before we were out in the warm night. "I'll get a uber," I said, and pulled out my phone again. I called for a car, then check the many messages I had received. The bidding was going nicely. "300," then "350", and then "400", quickly followed by "500." In just a few messages, it jumped to 750, and it now was at 90. That one had come in just a few minutes ago. As I unlocked the phone a new message came in. It was from Rod. "1300, with pozzing privileges." There were two things Rod loved more than anything. The first was deflowering young men. The second was infecting them with HIV. "Pozzing is on the table? 1500." Steven also loved spreading his virus. "Hell yeah. 1750," Alex sent me. Alex also enjoyed sharing his virus. My old friends were twisted, nasty men. "2000," Steven replied. "2500," Rod answered back. Jay was going to make me a lot of money, and it wasn't even his first official day on the job. "I'm out," Alex texted the four of us. "Me too. Rod's a lucky pervert," Steven wrote back. "You win," I texted Rod. "I'll swing by and pick you up." "Sounds good to me." I checked the app. The car was still about five minutes away. "Five minutes," I said to Jay. We had stepped out onto a side street and it was dark and quiet. Despite being right in the middle of the busy section, we felt quite alone. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my keys and wallet. From my wallet, I extracted a small bag of white powder. "You ever had a skiing trip?" I asked, indicating the bag. "Skiing?" Jay replied, his face showing his confusion. "You know. Cocaine. Coke." I put the wallet away, and used the key to my front door to scoop up a little mound of the white powder. I snorted it quickly. "Fuck, that feels good." I rubbed my nose quickly. "You want to try?" "I...I...I dunno. Never done it before." He hesitated, but kept on watching me. He was interested, I could tell. "I mean. What's it like?" "You smoked pot?" He nodded. "Anything else?" I asked. "Yeah, molly sometimes." "That's good. It's like molly. Only you're stronger. You're fearless." "I just," he started, but never completed the thought. "Just one hit," I said. "See if you like it. Don't worry. You won't get addicted from one little bump." "You sure?" he asked. I nodded. I also stuck the key back in the bag and pulled out another bump. It was smaller than the one I had done, but for a beginner, it was still plenty large enough. "I mean, I can just..." "Try it?" I said, finishing his sentence. He nodded. "Yeah. You should." I held out the key with its white payload. "Just snort it up." Jay leaned in, pushed a finger against one nostril, and snorted. He snorted a bit longer than necessary. "Damn," he said, right after. "That burns." He trailed off just as an uncontrollable smile of bliss emerged on his face. "But, fuck." He trailed off again, lost in his little private world of pleasure as the cocaine got absorbed by his blood, and delivered to his brain. "It's nice. Just relax. Cab is almost here. If you want, you can do another bump when we're on our way." "Yeah," Jay said. "That's a good idea. This is nice." Another euphoric moan of contentment. "Thanks. Really nice." "Enjoy it," I said. I pulled out my phone. "The boy need any vitamin G?" Rod had texted me. "Why the fuck not?" I wrote back quickly. I turned my attention back to Jay. "A friend of mine wants to join us. Gonna swing by his place, if that's cool." "Oh, yeah, that's cool." Jay was still spinning a bit from the cocaine. My dick twitched, watching Jay ride the first waves of the high. The ease of convincing him to use cocaine meant that all the next steps would be easy. It would not be long before Rod's thick, infected dick was deep inside of him, dripping toxic pre-cum. A white Prius pulled up. I checked the plates; not that I needed to, it was the epitome of Uber-ness. "Here's our ride," I said. I opened the door for Jay. He got in, but I still had to help him. I crawled in after him, as he scooted over to the far side. "9255 Doheny. The tall one." Rod was only about fifteen minutes away. "Good night?" I asked, as we pulled away and into the warm California night. "Yeah," he said. "Pretty busy." I pulled out the baggie, and Jay scooted a bit closer to me. "You mind?" I asked. "Nah. Have fun." "You want?" I asked. "Damn, I wish. I but I gotta drive." I scooped out a big mound. Jay's naiveté was once more working in my favor. He had no idea about doses, much less what his dose should be. The mound was big, perhaps a little bigger than even I would want to start with. It would be just right for Jay. "For you," I said. "Fuck," Jay said, eyeing the mound. He knew it was larger than his last bump, but he had no measure for how it would affect him. "Yeah," he grunted as he leaned in and snorted the mound. "OH. FUCK," he said out, filling the interior of the small cars with his grunts of pleasure. "Newbie?" the driver asked. "Yeah," I said. I scraped another bump, not quite as big as Jay's, and did it. I took a look at Jay; his eyes were wide, and I knew he was flying. I was just nicely buzzed; I would wait for the party before I got properly high. Besides, Rod had promised a bit of G, and I had to be the responsible adult, taking care of Jay. "Doing ok there, Jay?" I asked him. "Oh yeah," he said. "Feels so good," he said. I smiled, and put my hand on his thigh. He was fidgeting a bit, and I held his leg in place. "Just relax. Enjoy it. Don't worry, I'll make sure it's good." "I know," Jay said. His leg stopped shaking, but I could feel the tension still in his body. "It's just hard," he started. "To let go?" I asked, anticipating his next words. "Yeah," he said. I just nodded in agreement. My own bump was kicking in, and I was floating on waves of pleasure. I wanted to see Jay naked. I wanted to see cock sliding into his hole. I wanted to see him bred. But all that needed to wait. It just needed to wait a few agonizing minutes. The traffic was surprisingly light and we were doing good time towards Rod's place. It gave me an excuse; I pulled out my phone and called him. "Yeah. Almost there. Less than 5 away. We'll be downstairs," I said. "I've got the Vitamin G. Mixed it in some Gatorade," Rod said. That was what Jay couldn't hear. "Yeah, bring that. We need something to drink," I said. That was the part that Jay could hear. "See you soon." "That your friend?" Jay asked. "What's he like? What's his name again?" "Rod. Rod Eisenman," I said. I flicked through my phone, trying to find a picture of Rod suitable to show the young man. Most of them were him fucking some hot young boy's mouth or ass. "He's cool. I think you'll like him." I finally found one, him shirtless at some street fair, a pair of thin black suspenders holding up his pants. Whether it was intentional or not, I noticed the top button of his pants was undone. "He looks like a cool dad. The one you can't quite believe is actually a dad." "Yeah, that's a good way to describe him." We were pulling up to Rod's place. "Just pull in under the awning." There was no one else, so I figured we would wait. I rolled down the window to see out better. It was less than a minute before Rod walked out of the front door, a small backpack slung over his shoulder. In addition to the G-laced Gatorade, it would have some lube, a cockring or two, plus a pipe and a stash of tina. Rod was prepared for everything, except for safer sex. He walked around, and got in on Jay's side of the car. Jay got the middle seat. "Hi," Rod said. "I'm Rod. You must be Jay." Rod put the backpack on the floor in front of him. "Yeah, I'm Jay. Nice to meet you." "Good to meet you too. Aiden's been telling me a bit about you." "All set?" I asked Rod and Jay. They both nodded. "W hotel. On the boulevard," I told the driver. "Right on," he said. Rod reached down into the bag, and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade. "Ready for your Vitamin G?" "I'm definitely ready," I said. "And I'm sure Jay will want some. How much is in there?" "I put in three doses." "Perfect," I said. I reached over Jay, and took the bottle of Gatorade from Rod. I opened it and began to drink the sweet liquid. I could just barely taste the bitterness of the GHB. "Vitamin G? Doses?" Jay asked. The alcohol was wearing off, but the cocaine was still making his head spin. "What's that." "Oh," Rod said. "Just some G in the Gatorade. You done it before?" Jay shook his head no. It was one more new thing for Jay to explore this weekend. "You'll love it. Makes you feel warm and happy. Takes the edge off of the cocaine." I drank about a third of the bottle and then I passed it back to Rod. He quickly drank his third, before handing it to Jay. "Your turn. Just drink up," Rod said. The young man hesitated for a moment. Like I had earlier, Rod put his hand on Jay's leg. "Come on. We are all in this together. We'll look out for you." It was as much the tone as the content of Rod's words that got Jay to put the bottle back to his lips and gulp down. "Nice," Rod said. I noticed he hadn't taken his hand off of Jay's thigh. I didn't mind. Rod was paying over two thousand dollars for the pleasure of deflowering Jay. It was bad service to deny him the implicit pleasures of holding the boy's hand. Besides, as soon as Jay was done with the bottle he put his hand on top of Rod's. "How are you feeling?" Rod asked Jay. There was a kindness in his voice, one that I recognized well. It was the tone he used when he was trying to convince a boy to do things. Things like have bareback sex with him or to blast his seed into the boy's body. "Good," Jay said. "Really good." "That's what we want to hear," Rod said. "How do you know Aiden?" he asked, making small chat as the car took us to the night's next destination. "Just tonight," Jay said. "But he's been really awesome." "Of course. He's a cool guy. You're lucky to have met him." Jay's hand was still on top of Rod's. "How old are you?" Rod asked. "18," Jay said. "I'm a freshman." "How has the adjustment been?" Rod asked. "Good?" "Yeah. Still trying to meet people." "Aiden's a good one for meeting people. He'll introduce you to a lot of new friends." I smiled. "Friends" was our code for clients. Rod was a "new friend" for Jay. "I know. He's already introduced me to you." "You feeling it yet? The G?" Rod asked. "I think so," Jay said. "How are you feeling?" "Warm," Jay started. We rounded a corner fast than I expected, and not being belted in, Jay was pushed up against Rod. "Horny," I heard him whisper. Rod smiled. Jay leaned in, and their lips met. It was a short kiss, but it was a kiss. It wasn't an accident or the bumpy road. It was a real kiss, two men pressing their lips against each other. But it wasn't a long kiss. As soon as Jay realized what he had started, he pulled back. "Oh god, I'm sorry," he said.

I was perusing through the Craigslist offerings when I came across one that was interesting. An Asian offering a free massage. I emailed some dick and body pics and asked if I could slip it in his hole as well. He responded that would be most welcome, if safe. I brought along lube and a special condom, just in case. The massage was nice and turned into me getting a blow job. Not wanting to cum in his mouth, I started playing with his thick dick and smooth hole. Eventually he got naked and as I ate his hole he bent over his massage table. After getting him sufficiently wet, I started entering him raw. When he got up to get poppers, I pulled out my lube and condom. He asked what I had and I showed him. When he came back with his poppers, I was stroking. We kissed, I got him turned around and on his haunches on the massage table. Thinking he knew I was condomless, I fucked and bred his very tight ass. He then noticed I didn't have on a condom and asked if I came in him. I said I had. He then wanted to know if I was clean. As I had showered, I answered affirmatively. Now I'm getting upset emails from him. Oh well. I got what I wanted: stealth breeding a safe sex bottom. Another notch!

Got there about 9:30, found my room on the 4th floor, stripped down to my towel and did a walk around but things hadn't started heating up yet, so went back to my room, lubed up my hole and laid face down on the bed with the door open. Only laid there about 5 mins when i felt a hand on my ass and saw a nice uncut 7 incher bobbing near my face. I gave it a couple of strokes and when his fingers got to my hole and he felt the lube, he just climbed on top and slid in. Fucked me good for about 10 minutes before dumping a big load in me. He smacked my ass in thanks as he left the room. Got up and started wandering again. There were a few guys in the dark maze and got groped some but no one was doing anything else yet. Wandered down to the basement and sucked a couple cocks in the glory hole room, then made my way back up to the 2nd floor. There were a few guys playing in the movie area near the stairs and a dark skinned black guy with a nice cock was watching and stroking. I dropped to my knees and started sucking him but after a minute or so, he nodded at me to follow him back to his room. He laid down on the bed and I crawled between his legs and started sucking him again, getting him good and hard...a nice fat 8 incher. Made sure my hole was nice and wet, climbed on top, and took a big hit of poppers while sliding down on that big black cock. Rode him hard for a while, bouncing, rolling my hips, squeezing his big cock, until he asked me if I wanted that cum in me. I don't think I said anything, just moaned and rode him harder. He grabbed my hips, pulling me down deep, and I could actually feel that big cock throb as he shot his load in me. I climbed off and thanked him as I made my way out the door. Went back to my room to clean up the cum running down my legs a little. After resting for a little while, I made my way back to the maze. Got groped and grabbed as I wandered in the dark. I was grabbing cocks when I could trying to find a nice one to fill my hole. Then I felt one that was perfect...nice fat head, narrower shaft and spreading at the base, maybe 7-1/2 or so....and as i got ahold of it, his fingers slid up my crack and when he felt the lube, he pulled me into the alcove in front of him. I stroked his cock as he squeezed my ass, then he bent me forward, pushing my head into the dark aisle, and slide that wonderful cock into me. I felt the pop as that fat head went through my ring and I took a big hit of my poppers. I couldn't help but moan as he started pumping that cock in and out of me, which attracted others in the darkness. Unseen hands were grabbing my cock and balls and pinching my nipples, cocks stuck in my mouth for a few strokes. No one stayed long, but seemed like every guy in the maze came by for a touch or a few seconds of sucking. Meanwhile, I'm getting a great fuck as he's alternating between slow and fast, deep and shallow, hard and soft. Until he pulled me upright against his chest, cock still in me, and growled in my ear that I should get ready because he was about to breed me and then his friend was next. I just moaned and bent forward again. He put his hands on my shoulders to pull me down onto his cock harder as he pounded the last few strokes and then buried himself deep as he filled me full of his cum. Before I could even catch my breath, he pulled out and I heard him say, "You're next, bro" as he squeezed past me to leave. I felt someone spit on my hole and then a heavy cock slapped on my ass and I heard a voice say, "I hope you like black cock, cause I sure do like some white pussy." I took another big hit off my poppers and just as I capped the bottle, I felt his cock enter me. He pushed slowly, not stopping until he had all of it in me and it must have been 9-9-1/2 inches easy. He stayed there for a min, letting me get used to his length and damn was he deep. He asked, "You ready, bitch?" I didn't answer, just started pushing back at him as I took another deep hit of the poppers. He grabbed my hips and started long stroking me, not too fast, just a nice steady pace...all the way out and all the way back in. He must have fucked me for 15 or 20 minutes, never altering his pace or his depth. In the meantime, I had a steady stream of gropes and cocks stuck in my mouth as guys walked by and I was still bent forward into the aisle. Finally his pace altered, getting a little faster and he stayed deep, only going in and out a few inches, until he pulled me into him with a slam and held me there as he unloaded in me. When he finally let go, I slid off him, and on a whim, I turned around and kissed the head of his cock. He patted my head and said, "that's a good little white bitch." Damn, I love strong alpha black men, lol. I went back to my room for a while to rest and give my tired little fuckhole a break, lol. I took maybe a half hour nap and when I woke up, I put some fresh lube on my hole and went wandering. There was action all over the place. I spent some time in the little theater room on the 4th floor, fluffing cocks to fuck this thin black twink who was taking some good fucks. Then I wandered to the basement and played in the glory hole room a bit. Finally made my was back to my room and laid face down with the door open. It was 4 AM, so I figured I'd give it 15 minutes and if no one came in, I'd go home. I wasn't lying there 2 minutes when this well built black guy in glasses came in that I had seen a few times earlier, but always when I was preoccupied. He stuck his cock in my face, and I started sucking him. My man was definitely a grower because before I knew it, I had 8+ decently thick inches of black cock in my mouth. He grabbed my lube bottle and lubed himself as he climbed between my spread legs. I took a big hit of poppers and felt that head press against my hole and then he was in. At this point, the fucking was just a blur, but suffice to say, he knew how to fuck. After a while, he pulled me to all fours and then went to town on my ass, finallly pumping his load into me as I collapsed back on the bed. He slapped my ass as he left and pulled the door shut behind him. I laid there for a while, then I cleaned up my leaking gaped ass and got dressed to go home. I love a good CumUnion party!

I think I was like twelve or thirteen when I watched Christian guzzle down cum for the first time. When I clicked on the icon to start it, of course I knew that this video was not appropriate for a boy my age and that I shouldn't have visited that kind of website in the first place. But at that point it was already too late anyway...about ten seconds into the vid I knew exactly what I wanted the rest of my life to look like...

Jon was acting weird after he got back from looking after his parents. It could have been the realisation that his dad or any of us are not immortal, but deep down you and I know the real reason why. He didn’t believe my tale of knocking over a bowl of yoghurt as an excuse for the stained chair cover or why my hole, in his opinion was looser than when he last fucked me. No matter how much I tried to convince him it was all in his head, he just knew what I’d been up to especially when I started to come down with some unseasonal flu like symptoms which I tried to pass off as hay fever, not daring to mention I ached all over and basically felt like shit!. He talked me into taking a few days off work to recover. As soon as Jon lefty for work I started to dial Adam & Scott boning up immediately just thinking of the fuck session we were about to have, but before I finished flicking through for their numbers the doorbell went. I scrabble to pull up my trackie bottoms but go to the door bare-chested. At our door was a guy I thought I knew but didn’t know where from...in a heavy French accent I hear, “Errrm, Hi, err hello I’m Jean-Marc, I live opposite with my wife Marie………” Completely off guard and in a thunder flash remember being fucked with him watching me as he ironed. “Ah, yes I remember” now it was my time to be nervous, “Errmm I’m sorry about a few weeks ago, err, I meant to close the curtains but we just got carried away.” Feeling brave adding, “I think you enjoyed it too if I remember correctly?” A big grin breaks across his face, “Yes you could say, thank you!” Come in, I feel like shit and will catch more of a cold staying in the doorway like this, “I promise won’t pounce, unless you want me to?” Sit down, can I get you a drink? “No, no I’m good thanks” he now nervously replies. “I’m not sure why I’m here, really. Marie is away with work and she loves to spy on our neighbours peeking in to their rooms hoping for a flash of nakedness or if they think no one is watching them engaged in sex. It’s a huge turn on for her, really gets in the mood. I know I like being submissive in bed with my wife, letting her take the lead in sex especially if we have spied someone.” His frankness has my cock twitching and I see him stare at my tenting track suit bottoms, especially as my cock is leaking like a faucet and there is already a sizable damp patch. I sneeze a couple of time, blow my nose as another wave of chills crash over me and teasingly he continues. “I love it when she rides my cock, pulling hard on my nipples, until I shoot into her. Then she turns around and sits on my face and tells me to, Clean up your mess, you cum sucker. Make sure you lick every drop of your hot gooey cum out of my pussy. I want to see cum on your face when you're through licking me clean." Fuck! I am so horny right now. I could easily rape his straight ass this instant so strong is my need to fuck and spill my hopefully potent seed. I rub my hands over my shivering body and adjust my lump of iron cock which just throbs and twitches at the lightest touch. Jean-Marc sits there open mouthed, watching my every move, his immaculate light fawn chinos straining to contain what looks like a sizable cock in his pants. My emotions were running wild and then he says “I have never looked at a guy like this before, yet here I am happily married yet checking you out. I can feel my heart racing in my chest. I love the taste of my own cum and since watching have sex with your friends” quickly adding, “not your husband…I have wondered what another mans cum would taste like.” My head was spinning. He looked cute enough, in that straight-guy way: well styled light brown hair, blue eyes to match his polo shirt and a slightly comfortable body. I guessed him to be in his early thirties. He was a little taller than I am, maybe 6’4”. We spent a few minutes on boring small talk until I had to run our bedroom to get more tissues and he followed. “Damn, that’s some bed.” If he wasn’t straight I’d have thought what a cheesey come-on line, I also would have explained that as a metal four poster it is great for bondage sex, but I didn’t want to scare him away just yet. “It’s a pain in the ass to move, clean and change linen but we think it’s cool.” “If I had the strength I’d show you It’s great for pull-ups too.” “Is that the secret to those huge arms?” If he wasn’t straight, I would have assumed for a second time he was hitting on me. “How big are your biceps?” Lying I tell him, “I’ve no idea” “Wow, I doubt my small hands could even get around them.” I decided to go for broke, flexed my biceps “Wanna try?” He was on me before I knew what happened. In a second he went from brushing his fingers across my bicep to kissing me so hard he almost knocked me over. He started maneuvering me towards the bed while making a terrible attempt at pulling my trackies off so I made it easy on him by stripping down naked and pulling him onto the bed with me. He chewed on my lips and neck for several minutes while roughly massaging my pecs and nipples, then sat up on his knees so abruptly I assumed our fun had come to an end. He stared at me smirked and winked with that look that says “I want more”, then slowly pulled his polo shirt over his head to reveal a smooth, muscular chest and a slight belly with the start of some love handles. My cock began to throb and leak a string of pre-cum it was harder than it had ever been and drew his attention. “J’adore ta bite. You have a huge cock,” he said, smiling a big broad smile. “Thanks.” “Can I try to suck it?” He was clumsy, too fast, and kept gagging every time he tried to deep-throat it. I grabbed a handful of his hair and forced him to slow down and I have to resist my building need to skull-fuck a load down his throat. I had to give him credit for trying, obviously no experience with guys. I rolled him over on his back, pinned him down, and licked his smooth chest. I was having fun and took my time, working down his torso until my face was hovering over his cock. I opened his chinos, pulled his cock out of his briefs, and tried to give him the best blowjob of his life. I lick around the shaft, causing his cock to bounce and produce a pearl of cum, then swirl my tongue around the head and swallow his cock whole until I press my chin against his balls. “Purtain!,” he cries, “Fuck” then moans as his eyes roll back, I tease until his gasps signal I’m bringing him close, over and over, edging him milking his salty pre-cum until he begins thrashing about, “Non!, non, “Je ne peux pas prendre plus!” “Sorry, I mean I can’t take this anymore, please let me cum?” As he strips out of his chinos my toes find the waistband of his briefs and he laughs when I yank them down around his knees. I feel him kick his underwear off and my cock is so hard it is pulsing with my heartbeat in unison with Jean-Marc’s. I lean up and kiss him again, my hands moving over the tight muscles of his arms and chest. I reach around his neck and pull him towards me as he again breaks into that ‘Cat got the cream’ look. Jean-Marc grinds his cock against mine. “We’re crazy.” He says. I nod, concentrating on not letting the touch of his cock make me shoot as I reached into our nightstand for lube and poppers, a brief thought filled my mind, I cannot do this, I am almost certainly Poz and we do not have any condoms, but the urge to breed and stealth Poz my first conquest just as quickly pushes that thought to the back of my mind. I lubed my rock-hard cock up, then grabbed his cock and pulled him forward before he could change his mind. Straddling me, he reached behind and maneuvered against me until we were finally lined up face to face. “I want to fuck you,” I growl. “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!” I wanted to grab his hips and thrust all the way in balls deep so fucking bad that I think my eyes were watering as much as my nose, but I allowed him to take his time and slowly push his tight pucker against the head of my dick. He huffed and puffed on the poppers, winced as his full weight is applied with the pressure and tension growing until my slimy cock tears through with obvious blinding pain. he can’t help but scream out, holds his breath as he slowly sinks deeper down the length of my dick as his oh so tight anal muscles gradually ease their vice-like grip, releasing a desperate gasp from Jean-Marc and only starts to breathe again once his ass cheeks are resting on my manicured pubes. His ass muscles tensed and grip with the initial wave of pain. I encouraged him to relax, to go slow. His eyes were closed tight and sweat began beading on his smooth chest and forehead. He looked so fucking sexy at that moment skewered on my cock waiting until the pain begins to recede. He senses I am waiting for his approval to proceed so he meets my eyes and nods. I kiss him again, and I couldn’t resist any more so push even deeper into his guts as I pump his ass like a piston. He has a look of amazement on his face “Purtain!…Fuck,” he cried out. “I can’t do it. I can’t take it.” I assured him he could. I continued pushing my boner up into his guts, he’s trembling with eyes closed tightly shut, I then slowly began raising my hips. Only after his pained expression eases do I begin to slowly pump his hole, he takes each thrust with a soft grunt, his hands clutching my pecs and never once does he try to pull away. I began pumping harder, producing copious amounts of pre-cum making for a slick movement as he finally begins to relax, loving the way he would make this little yelp every time I go too deep. He finally opened his eyes, looking at me as if for the first time in wonderment his now smiling eyes are locked on mine I wrapped my hand around his neck and pushed him to the side, rolling with him until he was pinned under me. Pushing his knees to his chest, I began slamming his ass as hard as I could. He tried to reach under his leg to jack off, but I kept swatting his hand away over and over until his breaths became shallow gasps. He grasped my arms as though clinging for life and shot a massive load all over his chest and face without even touching his dick. A second shot of cum went over his head and the third dumped across his neck and ran down onto our sheets. “Merde, j’ai juste cum!” The look of horrified wonder spreads across his face, “Putain, putain, incroyable” barely audible in a whisper Jean-Marc says to himself as a little voice inside my head shouts POZ HIM! POZ HIM GOOD! brought me over the edge I toss my head back and I shoot massive loads deep in his chute my cock is throbbing as ribbon after ribbon of red-hot life changing cum rockets out of my fat mushroom head. flooded his guts with a massive load and I relished every second of it. I came so hard I felt light headed and faint. I’ve never shot that hard before” I tell him omitting the reason why I came so hard. I’m hot, cold, sweaty and shivering all in the same instance euphoric in pleasure. It was fucking worth it, regardless of the repercussions.

when I was in high school, I befriended to football jocks. they use to go to a strip joint to search for pussy... it was dark and it was the 80's... if they couldn't (and usually didn't) score with the dancers because they were too young, we'd go back to my house. dad always kept beer in the fridge in the basement for me or anyone who wanted it. the guys would have a few and then they would take turns at me. I was fucked by all of them together and in private. dad always hung around to make sure no one drove after drinking, and usually gave me the last fuck of the night... I miss those group fucks. I was always a fag in high school, but the boys always protected me and brought me new meat...

After leaving the Fickstutenmarkt, I was hungry and grabbed something to eat. Course my ass was hungry too and I wanted more dick and loads up it. I decided to try Mutschmanns. I never been there and knew they had a dark room, which is my favorite place to have sex. I love the semi anonymous feel of dark rooms and the fact that most guys are there to have sex. Got there about 12:30am and surprisingly, the place was dead. As they didn't charge me a cover, I got a beer and decided to at least check out the dark room since I was there. Maybe ten people...an older leather guy in a sling getting fucked with a beer bottle by another guy, One guy passed out on the bed, and another guy on his knees sucking two guys off. Nothing look too promising. However after walking around a bit I did notice this 30 something, scruffy, tatted up guy who sparked my interest. I watched where he went and when he entered one of the cubbies I jumped into the one next to his. I got down on my knees as he thrust his average 6.5 cock through the Gloryhole. Then I noticed the shine of a Prince Albert at the end of his cock. Score! I love getting fucked by Prince Alberts and I've never been fucked through a Gloryhole before so now I was excited to see where this was going to go. I took his dick in my mouth and got him hard and then turned around like I've seen in the porn movies to position my ass so I can get fucked by his Prince Albert through the Gloryhole. He thrust into my cum lubed ass and it felt so good to have that Prince Albert sliding against the sides. I moaned and he thrust harder. After about five minutes, I felt that sweet warm flood my hole and he began to soften. He pulled out and we both went our separate ways. Freshly loaded, I headed over to Bull where something always seems to be happening. Stripped to my jock and headed into the dark. I felt a hand feel my ass and leaned forward so they could access my hole. After the guy felt how lubed my hole was, The guy told me what a cumwhore I was and how I needed to get more loads. He started in German but switch to English when he saw that I didn't understand. Another guy started to feel my hole and was encouraged to use it. I got bent over with my head shoved between the verbal top's legs. The other guy started fucking me and soon a circle guys was around me. The verbal top in control of my head and body kept on spinning me around So that all the tops could use my hole. I think four or five more guys fucked me with a couple more loads but I had no idea who they were as my head was still stuck between legs. Had a few fucks after that but nothing compared to the glory hole and group scene. I left feeling very satisfied that my hole had been so well used.

...strutting your stuff...

Who said that body hygiene couldn't be fun?!? I'm not masturbating, mom! I'm just making sure it's clean under the skin as well...

My preferred state....

No idea who he is, he doesn't breed though - It's like Austin Shadow, Brad Maguire, Rocco Steele or Lito Cruz, hung as they are I find them boring as both tops and pornstars.

My gay nephew finaly got infected...was about time!

Met up with a traveling top at his hotel room last night. Wife had passed out asleep early so I used the excuse to get gas in the van as a reason to step out knowing she would have no idea how long I was gone. Top was eager to get sucked and all it took was me lubing him up good with my mouth that he mounted me from behind. Fucked good and hard and then announced he was cumming, blasted both inside and outside my hole. Was great. Washed up and got home wife completely unaware a dude had made me his bitch 10 mininutes earlier. It is really hot now that I let all tops in me bare if we meet.

Part 2 My heart was pounding now and Seb's normal grin was gone, he looked nervous. Sat opposite me in the office half naked was this sexy as fuck colleague i'd had many wanks over and his foot was on my boner. I wanted to carry on before he reconsidered so I pulled his sock off and put his toes in my mouth, thinking maybe he wasn't gay but into feet. As i licked and sucked his toes he stretched back and moaned then the horny fucker pulled his shorts down to show his straining cock throbbing in his lycra pants, he couldn't resist pulling my foot up and licking at my toes. So Seb was into feet! He fished his cock out and started to wank it, it was an amazing 7inch cut cock that curved upwards and looked very hard, and wet. I didn't have to think twice and pulled my own shorts down. The wind from the fan felt great on my exposed ass, the front of my jock was wet with precum. I was totally overwhelmed by lust now, forgetting we were at work i told him to stand and i sank to my knees and got to work on his cock, he moaned as i took his sweet neg precum onto my tongue. He must have been so horny he was thinking with his cock now, i was going to see how far i could push him and play out some of my wank fantasies. I sucked him greedily whilst my mind raced, my hands on his tight ass pushing him further down my throat. "Don't, stop" he said weakly, so I didn't, i was beginning to think bad thoughts now, so i flipped him round and stuck my tongue up his ass. He was mine now, letting out a loud holy fuck, which turned me on even more; his straight ass tasted great. I rimmed him for a while, he was panting like a dog, i think his head was spinning and i pulled his cheeks apart and stuck a finger in. "No wait Scott" he said but i started wanking his cock and stuck my tongue back in his hole so he shut up and put his head back on the desk. I had my own dick out by now and my hand was wet with precum, i really wanted to try fucking this hottie but obviously hadn't prepared and had no condom or lube. I couldn't fuck him raw could i?! We'd never discussed that i was poz, i mean i'd never planned to fuck this straight lad but i might never get another chance. I tried a finger again and told him to trust me. He didn't object so i put a precum covered finger in his tight ass You can get a horny young sex starved lad to do anything if you get them worked up, so i worked my fingers in his (maybe) virgin hole, he was just saying fuck, fuck over and over now, and moaning like a bitch in heat. I stood up, my heart was pounding and i got myself in position to swap my dick in where my fingers were currently pistoning in and out now. I thought I can't do this can i? Put my poz dick in his hole? He'd be my first neg ass since i converted at uni, but that sealed it, it was a long held dirty fantasy of mine and now here i was. Next thing i knew i had the tip of my 8inch dick in his wet hole. He said "shit, is that your dick?" I said, "i know you want it now you horny fucker, don't you?", "do it, im too horny to stop, but go slow". That's all i needed, i looked at the clock as we only had an hour left before the next booking, i looked down, his shorts, socks and Vans strewn on the floor, one sock off one on, the back of his blonde head against the desk. I spurted an extra stream of poz precum in his hole and pushed in...

PART 4: I had not even been in DC for a week and here I was ready to be a gangbang-train run-slut whore-raw bottom for any dick that paid $20 at the city’s biggest sex party. If my friends could only see me now - HA! Garrett - my new landlord/employer/fuck buddy led me to the warehouse/parking garage he owned where the sex party was going to be. We stopped in an alley between the warehouse and a few apartment buildings that faced Rhode Island Ave. He leered at me, held out a brown bottle of coke, had me sniff up, then asked, “WANT A QUICK LOAD UP THAT ASS BEFORE WE GO IN? BEFORE YOU BECOME THE QUEEN - APOLOGIES - THE KING OF SPEED BREEDING? IS THAT ASS READY?” Garrett’s ugly troll dick spewed thick sludge like a sewer pipe and I was tempted to ask if I could stay there in the alley to get fucked, but sighed when he insisted we go on in. The place seemed deserted, but as we walked towards the front, I saw people setting things up - running wires, stocking basic bars, dumping bags of ice into chests full of cans of beer, and more. Garrett explained as he gave me the grand tour, “These parties started out small. Some little basement up off Florida Ave, but after I bought this place, I offered to go in as a partner with the guy who does most of the organizing, and it didn’t take long to literally blow up. This is a warehouse/old parking garage, so lot’s of great spaces to use. We get all the DC queens, but guys come in from Virginia, down from Maryland and Baltimore, fuck we even have some die hards from Philly who come spend the weekend. There’s music, drinks, places to sit and chill and smoke or snort like that area with the couches - and this bed - one of my prize finds - gets a lot of action, but most of it is for show. You get a few die-hard sex hounds who enjoy fucking in front of everyone. Just like that tub over there by the bathroom - that’s for the piss pigs. This is the one night you can find the leather men from the Eagle, the sweater queens from JR’s, the dance queens from Southwest, the street trade from the Fire Place, the sleazy boys from the Green Lantern, all mingling in one place.” A few of the men setting up paused to look at us as we walked by. A couple smiled in a way I would come to learn meant they wanted some raw ass and were down for anything quick and dirty. Garrett clearly knew everyone, but was focused on the tour. I was impressed, even more so when he said, “I clear more money just from the door charge than most of the bars in Dupont do in two weeks. Add in the drinks and other ‘extras’ and that’s another four weeks easy.” I tried to quickly run the numbers in my head and while I did not know what total sales were for all those bars, I knew about what Garrett pulled in at the one where I met him where he was majority owner - damn! We walked up a ramp to an area where there was basically nothing and Garrett explained, “This is the ‘back room’. No lights get turned on up here. There’s a little ambient light from those top windows, but barely enough to see your hand in front of your face. For those guys who can’t loosen up to play around down below, they eventually find their way up here. I know more than one sweater queen who got more than he bargained for when he wandered into the wrong group of guys fresh from the Eagle up here.” I asked if he was worried about the cops raiding the place or anyone getting seriously hurt. “No, not really,” Garrett said. “I know all the cops around here and several of them will work security for the party when they are off duty. I also have a few other guys who wander around, keeping an eye on things, and if on the rare chance someone doesn’t like what is happening fuck this place is crawling with people so easy enough to step away.” My mouth must have been hanging open as I stared around at the ‘back room’, the stains on the floor, imaging all the cum and man sweat that would be shot in here soon. Then I asked, “If you have all this, then why would anyone pay for Speed Breeding? I mean, it sounds like there is plenty of ass here if people want it.” Garrett handed me the bottle of cocaine as he lit a cigarette and shook head, “Yeah, of course. But like I said, a lot of what happens is just looking, touching, a quick suck here and there. People come for the ‘possibility’ of the taboo - few actually have the balls to jump into the deep end. That’s why I have Speed Breeding. True, it’s a little extra cash, but for a lot of guys, all the drinking, teasing, and stimuli would leave them so frustrated they would never come back so I make sure they can get a release. Speaking of - get on your knees and suck my dick while I finish my smoke.” I was slobbering his dick, jacking mine, silently begging for him to shoot in my mouth. He flicked his cigarette butt against the wall, stepped back, I asked, “Can you cum?” He laughed and said, “Not yet. But I will - maybe. You know there’s going to lots of pretty young ass prancing around here tonight and I do so enjoy corrupting the innocent.” Back down on the main level we worked our way through the various areas being set up to the other end of the warehouse/parking garage. Garrett pointed back the way we had come, “Down at the end closer to 15th Street is where cars would enter and that side door is where everyone comes in. Always good to have a line out front as no one wants to go in someplace that’s dead. I also will have porn playing down there just off to the side so that as people come in they hear the sounds of sex. Make them think there is a lot going on. I first tried having the VIP area down there and the Speed Breeding, but works out better this way. Just up there - the end closer to the 14th Street - is the EXIT. This is the VIP area …” Garrett held the door open to what appeared to a couple of old offices. The windows had been covered with black paint. It was very dim and already smoky as the guys doing the set up were all smoking. The guys were all eye candy too and seemed to represent the various groups from a guy in chaps to a preppy guy and more. Through the next room was a door that led into a hall and on each side of the hall was another office. The windows facing into the hall had been painted black. There was a small bed in each room, stacks of paper towel rolls, a garbage can, a small ice chest, a chair, a small TV playing porn with a stack of porn videos beside it, an ashtray, a mirror for cocaine and a few straws, poppers, an assortment of bottles of lube - but clearly absent - no condoms. What I assumed was a closet was actually a toilet and hand basin. “These are the Speed Breeding rooms,” Garrett explained. “While folks may want sleazy, for $20 they expect more than a corner with a shower curtain hung up in front. The process is simple. I have a guy who sits at the hall door at the front there. He collects the money and the men walk into whatever room is free. There is no choosing - they get whatever ass is available - yours or C.O.’s boy. When you shut the door, there is a red bulb that turns on in the hallway and in the room and a timer starts. They get 5 minutes. When the timer runs out both lights go off. My guys will give them a few seconds to get dressed, but then they will open the door if the have to and send them on their way. They can do whatever they want for that 5 minutes - have you tell them a nursery rhyme for all I care, but the goal is to get them to have fun and let loose - literally.” I nodded, understanding. Garrett reminded me, “Remember it’s all about the taboo, the risk. Some guys may want it totally dark - some may want you to suck them first - but 5 minutes goes by awful fast. See that lit box under the red bulb? That’s an old flip timer my electrical guy installed in both rooms - got it from a bank or something. It will count down from 5 minutes so you can keep an eye on the time and speed things along if you need to. Here - let me show you.” Garrett closed the door, the red bulb went on casting a devilish glow, and the timer started to count down from 5:00 with a CLICK as the metallic number tabs turned and the gears whirred; 4:59 CLICK; 4:48 CLICK; 4:57 - fuck that was going to get annoying. Garrett pointed at the timer, “5 minutes to get your ass loaded. Most of the guys will blow in 30 seconds, but if you feel like a guy is not there, ease off, wait out the timer, tell him to circle back around and you will be happy to given him another 5 minutes - for another $20 of course. Be that naked, hungry cum dump I know you are and work those fucking dicks and get their loads. A few rules: If you need to let any of it out, use the toilet there but tell my guys you need a minute, leave the door open and make it quick; Same if you need to snort some lines, drink, or whatever; Don’t drink anything unless it’s from a can you opened and don’t let it sit around so no one slips anything into it - same with the cocaine; There’s a box by the door for TIPS right by the chair and whatever gets put in there is extra and for you only; See the walls here? They only go up to 7-feet so everything that goes on in here can be heard in the main VIP room - faintly - but it can be heard - so the sounds of fucking will get you more dick for sure; The first few hours may be a little slow but things will really start picking up by midnight and then it gets balls crazy from there until 4:00 AM when we have to ‘technically’ close; Don’t leave the room. I need you boys here the whole time; I will have a guy at the other end of the hall so when the men are done fucking, he guides them out that way as the next ones come in the front. They can leave if they want, or come back, or go back to the main event. With your ass I expect you will have a few repeats as I always get a couple perverts - like myself - that hits its early and then again later; and Finally, if you feel for any reason that something’s not right like the guy is too drunk, or gets rough - not play rough, but you know like want to hurt you rough, or anything at all you just holler and both my guys will be in here in seconds. The doors don’t lock. “Give me your keys to the house and anything else you got on you. OK, Any questions?” Garrett asked as he lit a cigarette and absently stroked his bulging troll dick through his pants. I stepped to the door, pulled it open slightly, the red light shut off, the timer whirred and clicked back to 5:00, I shut the door firmly, the red light came back on, CLICK, the timer started. I stepped over to Garrett, unzipped his pants, and started sucking his dick like my life depended on it. “OH JESUS,” he said as he guided my head with his left hand while holding his cigarette in his right. I had not swallowed his cum before and I wanted to taste it - to taste that dirty semen and to have his cum coating my throat for the rest of the night. “SWALLOW THAT FUCKING LOAD - SWALLOW IT ALL - GET EVERY DIRTY DROP - OH CHRIST!” Garrett proclaimed. A few more contractions of my mouth and I eased back, stood up, wiped the spittle and dick juice from the corners of my mouth, looked at the timer - 2:15 - then to Garrett and asked, “Feel better?” He just shook his head, sighed as he stuffed his dick back in his pants, “Ah the eagerness of youth,” he said as if that explained everything. His load was ashy, earthy, sour, and thick and I told myself I wanted more of that sometime too, but now time for business. I followed Garrett as he completed one last walk around. There was just under an hour before they would open the doors and start letting guys in. He introduced me to the host of the event, several of the guys who worked there, and then about 30 minutes out C.O.’s boy Kip showed up. There was just something about Kip. We didn’t click the first time I met him and not then either. I did smile though knowing I had pleased his pimp, C.O., and thinking about the BBC gangbang C.O. had taken me to and then him fucking me in Garrett’s backyard made me horny as hell and raring to go. I stepped away from the group, turned into a corner, did a huge snort out of the brown bottle and told Garrett I was going to go get ready. The music had cranked up, voices were louder, sounds of a party wound and weaved through the warehouse/parking garage to where I was near the VIP section. The big guy sitting out front collecting the $20 fee didn’t give me his name, but seemed nice enough, told me he would take care of me, and I could not help but eye the bulge in his crotch. The guy who sat at the back end looked like C.O. at first - rough, street looking dude - and in the dim light I could see he was tall, stocky, and the small glare from his smoke showed a full beard. As I approached he got off his stool, towering over me, set his cigarette in an ashtray placed on another stool beside him and said, “May I help you?” He then looked up the hall to the front and I turned and saw Kip leaning out of his room who then yelped and ducked back in. “I just wanted to introduce myself,” I said, “I’m helping Garrett out and….” He didn’t take my offered hand and just noted, “I know who you are.” I turned to go, paused, then sort of stumbled back a step right into the man. I innocently turned my head as I slid my shorts down and quietly said, “No one’s around yet. You want to fuck me?” OK, I am usually not - OK, I am NEVER, that bold, but between the cocaine, the nutt in my ass from earlier, the taste of Garrett’s second load in my mouth, the anticipation of what was to come, I needed my hole poked. His calloused black hand came around my throat, pulled me tight against his body, his denim jeans doing nothing to hide the steel pipe shaft snaking down his right thigh, “YOU TEASING THE WRONG MAN BOY,” he growled, “I ONLY FUCK WHEN I KNOW IT’S ALL GOING IN - EVERY INCH - ASS OR PUSSY - EITHER ONE AND IF THAT MEANS MAKING THAT SHIT BLEED AND TEARING YOU OPEN TO GET IT, I WILL. I AIN’T PLAYIN. I TAKE WHAT’S MINE. ANOTHER TIME, ANOTHER PLACE, YOU’D BE SCREAMING YOUR REGRETS RIGHT NOW. BUT MY MAN’S BEEN GOOD TO ME AND MINE SO I’M NOT FUCKING WITH HIS SHIT. TONIGHT’S HIS BUSINESS AND YOU NEED TO DO YOUR PART AND I’LL DO MINE.” With a grunt he released me, sat back down on the stool, picked up his smoke, and smiled at me through the haze. I boldly reached out and ran my fingers up and down the dark outlines of his manhood and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll handle my business. But when the party’s over, I may need someone to walk me home.” With that invite hanging - along with his ginormous BBC - I went down the hall to my Speed Breeding room, got naked, sat on the bed, snorted a few lines of cocaine, jacked my dick, put some porn on and waited for my first John. I was lost in a movie when the light grew dimmer, the door closed, the red bulb turned on and the timer started - CLICK. The man was short, balding, paunchy, had on glasses, and leered at me with a snaggle toothed smile. I smiled back. I stood up, bent over the bed, and he said, “Oh no, no no. Kiss me.” What? I turned and looked at him. His physical looks didn’t really bother me - hell as a bottom the ‘ugliest’ tops were some of the best fucks - but this guy was effeminate too. It took me a second to remember the saying the guys in Texas used to blurt, “HE OPENED HIS MOUTH AND A STRING OF PEARLS FELL OUT!” or some shit like that. I just was not into fem guys. Clearly I had discovered I had few limits, and a broad range of men I would let fuck me, but this? This was too much. CLICK - the fucking timer. I looked at him, the mirror full of coke, snorted some lines, stood up, and leaned down and kissed the little man as he touched my dick. I had to be the aggressor and slid my tongue between his small, dry cracked lips. He moaned - CLICK. I reached down to touch his dick, “No, no, no. Kiss me.” OK, whatever. Back to his mouth - CLICK. My tongue darted in his mouth. I reached up and held his head - CLICK. I flicked my tongue side to side and up and down - CLICK. He moaned. I added some spit - CLICK. I explored his teeth - CLICK. He pulled back and shook, shivered, and had a small convulsion. Fuck was he having a heart attack? A dark stain appeared on the front of his Khakis. Damn - he just blew his load! The man turned, yanked the door open, and scurried down the hall like a rabbit with a fox on its tail. The big black man - fuck I still didn’t know his name, calmly pushed the EXIT door open, the small man hurried through, then the door was shut. I waved for the black guy to come to the room as I furtively looked to the front and saw the guy who took the cash but no one else waiting. “What the fuck was that?” I asked. The black guy looked at my white skin, reached out and circled my pink nipple as he licked his lips. He smiled. I crossed my hands over my chest and said, “What? Now you want to fuck me?” He just shook his head and went back to his post. I snorted some more coke and waited. The door to my room was slightly further down the hall than Kip’s. I heard his door open, a man walk by who looked at me and smiled as he slicked his hair back and left. Kip’s door closed. OK, tonight was not off to a great start. I didn’t have to wait long for my first load: The next guy that came in was a little drunk for sure, but had a nice, thick uncut dick and like Garrett predicted, he cummed in my ass within about a minute of sticking it in. I had barely lubed my hole up before he got behind me, shoved, pumped, and spurted. A few more guys came through, each much like the last, nothing special to remember except hot nutt in my ass and not one of them asked about safe sex, or a condom, or status. The next guy though - fuck I had to stop and sort several lines of cocaine just to deal with him. Fucking high maintenance. He wanted more light, less light, not that video, did I have condoms, how many loads had I taken? What was my status? Did I know the importance of safe sex? I barely saw his dick before the timer stopped - thank God. When he left I motioned to the guy taking the money and told him, “I will not deal with that asshole again.” That’s all I had to say. More coke, more raw dick, more cum. The music seemed louder, the voices sharper, the shadows darker - damn I was fucked up. Sad though as I barely felt the fucks. I mean nothing against the guys at all, all seemed like nice dicks, but nothing so special that it cut through the high, made my ass ache after, or made me wish I was theirs to take home. That all changed when he walked in. HOLY SHIT! WHAT WAS HE DOING HERE? I had just finished using the closet toilet and wiped the man spooge out of my crack when I sat back on the bed, snorted some lines, and looked up. He walked in, shut the door, unbuttoned his pants and with them around his ankles turned around and stopped - it was one of my friends. One of the guys I had stayed with when I first came to DC. His eyes got wide - he mumbled and fumbled trying to pull his pants up. I stepped over to him, he stood up, I grabbed his dick and stroked and asked, “You trying to fuck or what?” So the backstory recap on why this was weird: The guy who just walked in - I will call him Mr. M - he and I were bar friends, pool table buddies. Nice guy. Big executive in a multinational company, but married and just ‘coming out’. Sort of. Mr. L - who would become his lover - was someone we all met the same night at the bar. He was new to the neighborhood, we asked him to play pool with us, he and Mr. M spent the night together and the rest was wedded bliss. Well things got weird when Mr. M asked me to let Mr. L have one of the spare rooms at my house. He was living in a bad place, had to get out ASAP. Sure, no problem. Well when Mr. L moved in we became friends, sort of best friends I thought. Mr. M seemed a little jealous at times and even once accused me (while at the bar drunk) of sleeping with his new lover Mr. L - which never happened. We were friends. Not my type. I was helping someone out in need, blah blah blah. Anyways, things were just always a little weird after that. Mr. M and Mr. L became a hot power couple, moved to DC, we kept in touch, when my life went to hell they invited me to stay with them but Mr. M always still seemed a little surly. Now here I was, buck-naked and Mr. M had his dick hanging out. They always said they were monogamous, but fuck - I didn’t give a shit. If he was here, he wanted to fuck. I spit in my hand, pressed Mr. M against the wall as I pushed back on his dick and rode his shaft for all I was worth. It took me close to 4 minutes, but he cummed in my ass then quickly wiped his dick off and left. HA! I watched Mr. M practically run out the back door. The black guy at the back looked at me - I looked up front and no one was watching - I stepped into the hall, bent over and spread my cheeks so he could see the fresh load of cum coating my ass pussy. I smiled and walked back into the room, his low growl echoing over the music and sounds of the party. The next few hours were a bit of a blur - too much cocaine. There was a guy who I thought must have been homeless from his stink but he had a huge dick that stretched me good, so I was happy. A couple jock Daddy types who seemed to enjoy fucking rough. Another dude who insisted I find a condom and finally I flung the door open and shoved him into the hall - end of that. Overall the night was OK - not great - but OK. Frankly I had a much better time at the BBC gangbang a few nights prior. Those men were ALL well hung. They fucked with no strings, no drama, and all they wanted was a raw hole to cum in. Drugs, drink, smoke, all on deck along with balls to the wall hardcore fucking. The VIPs at this sex party were just a bit too tame and vanilla for my tastes. Yeah I looked the vanilla part, and could play a JR’s ‘sweater queen’ on TV, but inside I was more of an Eagle slut, or BBC hood slut. I heard there was a bar called Bachelor’s Mill where the BBC went, but the BBC there were only into black holes – not pink ones. Sigh! Garrett was in the tiny doorway of the closet toilet. He handed me a wad of bills and smiled, “From your TIP box,” he said. I blushed, took the cash, not sure exactly where to put it so handed it back to him and said, “Can you…..” Another voice interrupted us as a black hand snatched the cash, took the keys to my apartment Garrett was holding, and as Garrett stepped back, smiling like the twisted fucker he was, the black guy I had teased earlier filled the doorway and said, “HIS PARTY IS OVER. MINE IS JUST BEGINNING. YOU READY FOR SOME BBC SLOW, DEEP, ROUGH BREEDING? NONE OF THIS SPEEDY SHIT - I PLAN TO TAKE MY TIME OPENING THAT ASS PUSSY UP AND FILLING YOU WITH NICCA NUTT” (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

Chapter IV. HUNG DAD told me I should go to the bathroom and see if my boy was ready to work that pig hole out of his ass. He thought I might be in more need of it than him. My boy was in the shower so I climbed in the shower with him, knelt down, and asked him to push back like he was taking a shit. I got my hands soapy and worked my fingers in beside that rubbery pig hole. Eventually, after much moaning, it started to ease its way out. I hadn’t realized how deep it went. It must have been seven inches into his ass, tapering at the head just like a real cock. When it finally plopped out, my boy groaned with a mix of delight and hunger. I knew he wanted that full feeling again, always. I rinsed out his ass with my tongue and my soapy fingers. Globs of cum ran out of his hole making me totally hard again. "FILL ME UP," he commanded. I slid my dick into his gaping hole, but he couldn’t even feel it. Unsatisfied, he tried to clench down on me, and his hole closed, but not nearly enough to get me off. I suggested he take a break and keep that hole ready for the BB BBQ to come. The pig hole had been in the bottom of the tub and was more or less clean and ready to slide up my ass. We tried inserting it, but I was just too tight. We toweled each other off and headed back to the living room hoping that HUNG DAD would help slide that rubber monstrosity into me. He was gone, but had left us a note which read 'MEET AT WILL’S AT 7:00 PM. HAVE YOUR HOLES WET AND READY'. We smiled, both knowing we were in for some an extended adventure, so prudently we headed upstairs to take a nap. We had set an alarm for 6:30, or we might have slept late. Arising, we again rinsed ourselves, which were a bit sweaty from having tossing around in bed, too turned on to sleep deeply. Slipping into our respective jockstraps, we took a few minutes to ate each other’s ass, and to lube each other - just to be ready for the night's festivities. Our jockstraps matched; they were ones we’d purchased for our anniversary. We topped the look off with short running shorts and thought we’d go shirtless. I made sure to grab a six-pack of beer bottles, removing one so there was a spare slot to carry the pig hole with us. W e held hands on the short walk to Will’s house. When we got there, there was no one inside, but we heard voices and laughter from the backyard. We walked around the house and saw Jimmy, HUNG DAD, Will, and a few other guys drinking beer from bottles and cajoling one another. All were shirtless, and Jimmy was in his jockstrap, with his blindfold tucked in at the back covering his surely stretched-out hole. We shook hands with Will and HUNG DAD, and Jimmy grinned sideways at us. Will introduced us to his buddies, and they were all smiles. There was Sam, an older guy with big meaty pecs and an even bigger belly. Sam licked his lips when he shook hands with my boy. There were three or four other guys there, all a bit heavyset and around Will’s and HUNG DAD’s age. I thought I had seen one or two of them at the hardware store on trips to pick up supplies. I was pretty sure I’d checked them out while looking for screws and nails. We knew that we were all here for a BB BBQ and excited to make new friends. Will threw some burgers and brats on the grill and suggested we all get to know each other. Standing at the grill, he shucked down his shorts, letting his big cock flop out. He tossed his shorts to Jimmy and suggested that he keep the patio from being cluttered with discarded clothing. Jimmy nodded, and went guy-to-guy collecting their clothes. "You’ll get these back tomorrow," he said to one guy as he pulled his pants down. Once we were all down to jocks or naked, HUNG DAD forced Jimmy down to his knees, saying "You remember Sam, right? Get Sam nice and wet so he can start this fuck party deep in your ass, boy!" Jimmy nodded and sunk to the ground, swallowing Sam’s cock to the root. Sam was a thick guy with a gut and chest covered in grey hair. He had massive paws that he used to force Jimmy’s head down so he could really skullfuck him. Jimmy didn’t seem to mind, and he didn’t gag at all as he took that cock balls deep down his throat. HUNG DAD nodded to me and pointed to his cock. I took the hint, and forced my boy down onto HUNG DAD’s rapidly hardening manhood. I was about to go down on Will at the grill when he pointed to the kitchen screen door. Hours earlier, my boy and I had walked through that same screen door and into a new life. When I saw who was standing there, I realized why we’d been invited to the country in the first place. Standing totally nude in the doorway was the man who owned the house we’d rented for the summer. We hadn’t seen Mack since we’d agreed to rent the house. He lived in our co-op back in the city, and we’d seen him out and about less and less recently. He’d been dealing with some illness that seemed to leave him weaker and thinner each time we saw him. That was why the house had fallen behind on repairs, and why he’d offered it to us at a crazy low rate if we’d fix it up… or so we thought. Mack was a little guy, maybe three or four inches shorter than my boy, and I’d never seen him shirtless before, let alone naked. He had all of his body hair shaven off, even his pubes. With his bald head, and trim lean body, he looked like a miniature skinny Mr. Clean. What wasn’t miniature or skinny was his ten-inch hard cock, sticking straight out. It looked even bigger and thicker than Will’s epic schlong. Will chuckled saying "I think you boys know our old buddy, Mack." My boy pulled off of HUNG DAD’s cock to say a quick hello, as if he was just a friendly neighbor and not a cock-hungry slut. Mack smiled and waved, then smiled at me and reached down to grab his cock. Mack was skinnier than I remembered him, maybe even a bit frail. There was nothing sickly about his mammoth cock, and I did my best to show him a good time. I managed to get the head and a bit of the shaft down my throat and felt proud of myself. Everyone stood there in silence with Sam, HUNG DAD, and Mack getting deep-throated while the other guys stood around and jerked off. It felt nice having an audience. Meanwhile, Will kept the grill going, flipping burgers and whistling to himself. He cut the gas off and closed the lid, announcing "The meat will need a few minutes. Wanna say we get this BB BBQ started?" The guys cheered him on, grabbing me, my boy, and Jimmy and tossing us over the picnic table. We were lined up shoulder-to-shoulder, ass up. Mack went down on my hole, as Sam started to devour Jimmy’s butt, and HUNG DAD on my boy. I knew they were opening all three of us up to take raw dick. I felt Mack replacing his tongue with his fingers, first one, then two, then three. I heard myself groaning in pleasure, but my boy went strangely quiet. He had his brown furrowed, really concentrating on opening up. When Mack was satisfied, he pulled HUNG DAD off of my boy and lined up his epic cock with my boy’s hole, now opened and glistening with spit. Mack looked over at me and raised an eyebrow, asking "A little help here, please?" I grabbed his thick bare cock and helped ease it into my boy. HUNG DAD seemed miffed to have had his toy taken away and walked over to me, but honestly, HUNG DAD didn’t stand a chance of getting his cock into me, not without some work. He saw the pig hole we’d borrowed from Will and grabbed it. HUNG DAD spit into my upturned ass and tried to force it into me. I was happy to be opened up, but kind of disappointed that the intense action at my own backdoor was preventing me from watching my boy take Mack’s raw cock for the first time, or was it? Mack leaned forward as he kept driving more and more of that raw dick into my boy. "Fuck, boy. I’ve wanted your hole again for so long." Again, I thought 'Once in the laundry room wasn’t nearly enough'. My boy grunted in approval of Mack's comment. "You were so tight. I knew my buddies up here in the country would help open you up and get you ready for our potent seed." My boy sighed again. Will appeared at the other side of the table and slid his cock into my boy’s mouth. I was watching my boy get fucked at both ends by surely the biggest cocks he’d ever taken. And my boy was loving it. HUNG DAD slapped his dick against my hole and tried to jam his head into me, but I was still too tight. He had found some lube and forcefully jammed the pig hole all the way into me. I howled with pleasure and pain. Satisfied that I had it as deep as it would go, he spanked me a little and walked away to pull Sam’s face out of Jimmy’s ass only to hand Jimmy the blindfold with the instruction "Get ready. You know what’s coming, boy." Jimmy tied the blindfold around his face as Sam re-positioned himself, his wet cock sliding down Jimmy’s throat. One of the other guys got behind me, and another in front. I was glad that it was the guy with a normal cock, even if I couldn’t remember his name. He slid into the pig hole. Even though his dick was more or less average, the pig hole had me more opened up than I’d ever been. As much as that freaked me out, I took pride knowing that my boy was even more stretched out, taking Mack’s raw cock to the root and Will’s tool down his throat. Will and Mack went to town on both ends of my boy. When Will was close to cumming, he pulled out and walked around to my boy’s ass. Mack took a break and walked over to his face. I realized that my boy had cheated on me with Mack at some point, and I knew I want get that whole story sometime, but I was too busy getting raw-fucked to play detective. The guy inside me picked up his pace and I knew he close to breeding me. I tried to clamp down on the pig hole and concentrate on the dick slapping against my lips. With the pig hole, I couldn’t feel his cock swell, or even the cum start to shoot out, but I could feel a wetness deep inside, and I was proud of myself. The guys switched places and I focused on cleaning off the cock that just bred me, not even sure of either guy’s name. Someone else slid into me as I heard Will cumming inside my boy, filling him up the same way he did Jimmy this morning, stretched out and raw. Even though it was Will’s second load directly deposited into my boy’s hole, I thought it must be different now that my boy was opened up and the pig hole was not in the way. The pig hole didn’t seem to bother the guy topping me. He held onto my hips and shot off deep inside me. Again, I could only sense his pace and breathing change and then felt that familiar dampness. Mack walked back around and grabbed Will’s dick as it plopped out of my boy’s hole. He cupped his hand under my boy’s ass as globs of Will's cum drooled out, using Will’s seed to get his cock extra slippery, only to slide his whole thing into my boy. Now that I was freshly bred with two strangers’ loads, and still stuffed with the pig hole, they turned the attention to HUNG DAD really going to town on his son’s upturned ass. I knelt down with my face right beside Mack’s cock as it slid and out of my boy’s unprotected ass. Mack shivered and rammed forward, breeding my boy with his big cock, my face just inches away. I moaned as Mack kept sliding in and out, white cum foam puddling out of my boy’s hole and onto Mack’s dick. When Mack slowly pulled out of my boy, He slid it right into my mouth as Will lowered his face to my boy’s ass and lapped away. I cleaned Mack’s cock as he slapped my cheeks with it and then down my cum-hungry throat. HUNG DAD fired his load into Jimmy’s ass and let Sam have a turn. My boy got on his knees to help HUNG DAD clean up. When my boy’s mouth was sloppy with cum he looked up, with lust in his eyes and said, simply, "Thanks for inviting us," and then resumed savoring HUNG DAD’s cock. Mack patted me on the back, saying, “I knew you both had what it takes. You keep sharing your holes, and you’ll join the brotherhood before you know it." I smiled, and then wondered to myself if ‘the brotherhood’ was coded language. Was Mack getting sicker because he was POZ too? Is that how HUNG DAD would have met him in our living room? To be continued…

Just checked the decrease of 'likes' in this story.... Part 1 - 30 Part 2 - 22 Part 3 - 11 Part 4 - 6 If people stop reading the stuff, or are sort of disappointed with the way the story unfolds... it's hard for me to continue with this storyline. So.... I might finish it.... But then again, maybe not. Who knows.

I knew nothing, at least not as much as I thought. I had been meeting up with some guys met on various websites for porn getting naked and buzzed. That some of them used drugs a bit harder than just weed like me I knew, but never really thought about much. We all clicked and it was always great fun. Usually I left after an hour or so, Sat nites were usually an all nite thing tho. Last time, there after midnight, a rig was brought out. One of the guys mixed up a batch and gave it to a cute young guy...I watched it flush pink and then saw it go into his arm. Then the elastic was released. Almost instantly It seemed to hit him, obviously he was in ecstasy. Someone pointed out how hard my dick was, and I blushed, unaware until then how my heart was pounding too."You need to try this"...I was told. A joint was lit and handed to me, I drew in deeply as a new rig was produced and a new batch of drug mixed...told to lay flat on the carpet cuz this was my first slam I did so, and felt apprehensive as the surgical tubing was looped around my arm above the elbow...The needle came. Poking it into my by now raised and slightly throbbing vein it was pushed in..a slight pain...until he was well into the vein. Drawing back the plunger I saw my blood...my tissue...mixing with the drug in the barrel with a swirling red and pink mix. The plunger was pushed and the mix disappeared into my arm and I could feel the veins distend from the pressure...the elastic was removed and the rest of the shot rushed in as the plunger bottomed. The needle was jerked out and a thin trickle of blood escaped, a hand clamped over the injection site. But my head was swimming, my heart pounded. Instantly I felt warm and flushed. In a minute or so I looked down to see what had been a big hardon shrivel into a small little nub, but the sensation on my cock was still very real. A cock was put on my lips and greedily I sucked it in. My ass seemed to be throbbing too, in a way I had not before known. Rolling up onto my knees and elbows with forehead on the carpet I remember saying "OH MY GOD"....someone said "fuck him!"and I said yessss....the throbbing in my ass was begging for something. Quickly lube was produced and a hard cock made ready and driven home. I have bottomed before but this time it seemed like what I was made for. Feeling that cock buried deep inside I rode it like mad. He came, and another was driven in. This one was much bigger, and I looked down at my own shriveled dick as a big gob of cum gushed out as the new man bottomed out his erection in me. My elbows and forehead were raw from carpet burns but I only knew the pleasure of being fucked. He came in great gusts and bellowed as he did so. watching my cock and balls go back and forth with his thrusts struck me as funny. Another cock was pushed against my lips and I took it in and worked it, as a new cock was pushed into my by now well cum lubed hole. Soon he came too, as did the cock in my throat. Only about an hour had passed since the slam. And I was well on my way to becoming what ever lay ahead in life. Inserted from <http://bugshare.net/cgi-bin/discus/board-auth.cgi?lm=1242337327&file=/2063/282087.html>

Hello all my name is Vivian Blake and I am a 40 year old transsexual currently living just north of Boston in a town called Chelsea. I definitely know that I am a transsexual according to the psychological definition but I will freely admit that most common people would probably define me as a cross dresser. My average daily outfits are definitely a mix of both genders clothing and even though I have been in about thirty different shoe stores I have yet to find a pair of women's shoes in my size which would be a 12 that at all work as a winter shoe. All the women's shoes I have are summer shoes. Anyways I am a total bottom bitch here love getting fucked when dressed like a woman. I finally got my approval to start hormones about four months ago and so far the biggest change was that they completely and totally broke dick. I can't get hard anymore at all. About a month ago I tried taking a Cialis and a viagra at the same time and still nothing happened. I miss my dick already too I was a tad bit over 7.5 decent thickness around the shaft and a real fat mushroom head. All the times I got to fuck a girl or a guy with it and of course all the times I managed to hookup with people and have them give me just head. Now that was the best of times me and my dick had. However even if I never get full use of my dick back I am hoping that in five years when I finish taking the hormones it was all worth it. Hopefully the hormones will leave me appearing much more feminine than I could have ever imagined and giving up my dick will have been worth it. Now back to why I joined this forum today. I have had a fantasy of being the center of a forced feminization totally raw ten on me gangbang going back at least ten years now and there were certainly other occasions where I came very close to not using protection and there was also a time period of a few months ending around seven months ago where I had been so drunk during the last two or last grinder or Craigslist hookup of the night that I was only just hoping I used them but I probably did. That extended period of drunken decision making was the reason I got myself on prep. Now I have been taking prep faithfully every day now and every day that I shove one of those horse pills in my mouth I have the same thoughts every day. I start thinking about how much I love to bottom and then I immediately start wondering just how good it could possibly be to be getting a good fucking and then as you hear the top climax you feel what? A warmish hotness begin to fill your insides? Later on maybe a couple hours after you get cummed in do you feel it leak out at all? It just leads me to so many questions and I am convinced that it must really feel much better than fucking with a condom does. If it felt exactly the same then people would just always use condoms. So now about the end of last August I quit drinking so my late late night grinder and Craigslist hookups slowed down right away. Then as winter set in my work schedule began adding more and more hours every week until now I am at the point where putting in eighty hours for me feels like I am slacking now when you combine no more drinking with long work hours and then maybe you factor in that so many of the dudes that hit up gurls like me on Craigslist are really just hoping to chat a bit flirt exchange pictures and generally be nothing to the gurl but be a complete and total time vampire. I am telling you that a solid 70%of the guys that have chatted me up from Craigslist would not come fuck me even if I actually paid them. They would never let their small gurl fetish to ever go so far that they might really rub up against a penis. So when you combine all those together you get no sex in my pussy for almost five months. Seriously I went from up to four grinder hookups a night to an almost five months dead spell. Imagine how high the sexual frustration inside me has grown as I went longer and longer with no sex. The last two months in particular have been brutal I started fucking around and smoking tina A bit and I don't know how many of you out there have any experience with Tina but Tina seems like someone invented a drug that is fun to smoke and was specifically designed to make being a bottom bitch five times better than it was to begin with. When I smoke tina I feel immediately happy bordering on elated it also makes you feel confident maybe a bit too over confident it makes me at least 60% more gregarious than normal and I am easily a bare minimum of 70% more horny than normal when I am high on tina it's like I can hear my pussy hole asking me to feed it some cock that is the strength of the sexual urges it produces in me. There is also a feeling of being more uninhibited than normal. Let's not leave out the mental focus and ability to concentrate it gives you and last but not least you can stay awake literally for days while smoking it. This past week during the week I was wide awake and alert for between four and five days I totally lost track exactly how long it was but I can say for sure that I wanted to be getting my pussy fucked the entire time I was up on tina. Just to sum up here I was just trying to explain how all these things that were making me horny were driving me further towards trying bb sex. Now I am on prep so there is almost no chance I would ever get hiv from unprotected sex. However it does nothing at all to save you from things like herpes or warts and now that is really what scares me. Who would want to fuck a gurl with herpes and warts on her pussy? I wonder if it's possible to find me some tops that are on prep? Wouldn't they be safer? Is there any hope I could find some tops from this site willing to go to the clinic with me and get tested for everything together before I give up raw pussy? I am trying to come up with a way I can get fucked raw and be sure I'm safe. Anyway I will check back here to see what if anything you guys have to say. Now I'll try to figure out how to post my pictures here and if you like me pm me or something.

I so agree. There's no coupling that I desire or enjoy more than being used by Black Men. A group of aggressive Black men is even better. One thing I love about Black men is that their pleasure is the only important thing. I find myself willingly doing anything they want for their pleasure. Even if it hurts a bit. That mixture of pain and pleasure as a monster cock is ramming my hole is amazing. You're right, It is nature at work. There's truly nothing I like better than being used by a hot black man. I can't think of many things I wouldn't allow him to do to me.

I got an email from Antone last night. He and his Dad were going to be home today and wanted to fuck me again. So, at 11:30am this morning, I showed up at their condo. Antone answered the door. He let me in, then said his Dad had some errands he had to run. His Dad was going to try to hurry back and join us, but wasn't sure. But, Antone said one of his Dad's buddies may want to join in if I cool with that? I told him that I probably was interested. And asked about his Dad's friend? Antone said his Dad's buddy, Myron, was a middle aged black guy his Dad worked with at the Casino. He was married, with kids and basically str8. But that had fucked Antone a few times in the past. So, I was cool with that. Antone quickly called his Dad's friend Myron to tell him that I was there and cool with him joining us. He told Myron the door was unlocked. Just come in. Then Antone told me that Myron lived in the same condo complex. He'd be over pretty soon. Antone and I sat on the sofa in the living room and began to kiss. We slowly undressed each other as we made out. Once we were both naked I got down on my knees, between Antone's legs and began to suck his dick. His cock grew to full hardness very quickly. I was really enjoying getting this young 23 year old black kids dick hard in my mouth. While I was feasting on his dick, I heard the door open and close. I didn't look up from my cocksucking to look, but I could hear clothes being removed and tossed to the floor. Soon, I felt a heavy cock being slapped against my cheek and forehead. I came up off of Antone's cock and looked up. A butt ugly, middle aged black dude was standing above me, holding a partially hard, huge, cut big black dick, with low hangers. He was very tall, very thin, a rather unattractive face, but a beautiful, huge and thick cut bbc. I moved my head and opened my mouth for him. Myron quickly put his cock to my lips and I took it into my mouth. I sucked as his cock swelled and grew in my mouth. Myron's cock was getting so big and fat that I was having difficulty taking much more than just the head of his cock in my mouth. Then I took turns moving between Myron's and Antone's cock. Sucking each of them for a few minutes, then switching cocks. Soon, Antone said, "Let's go in the bedroom". We all moved into the bedroom and I assumed my position on the floor, sucking both cocks. Then Antone took hold of my arm and pulled me up. "Get on the bed. I want to eat your ass". I climbed up on the edge of the bed and knelt. Antone knelt behind me on the floor and began to lick my ass. As I said in the earlier post, he's good at ass eating. He got his tongue deep inside me. Then he'd spit and slide the spit up in my hole with his tongue. Myron climbed up on the bed. Got on his hands and knees and backed his ass up to my face. I buried my face in his skinny ass and began to lick his hole. He spread his ass to give me even more access to his hole. I ate his str8 ass like the hungry fag I am. Then I felt Antone stand up behind me and put his cockhead against my ass. He pushed up into me. While he was fucking me, Myron turned and fed me his now rock hard bbc. Myron's cock had grown to about 10" inches. And very, very thick. I did my best to suck him, but couldn't get much into my throat. He fed me his balls and I licked and sucked them. Then Myron scooted around again, putting his ass again up to my face. I ate Myron's ass as Antone fucked me for about 5 minutes, then Myron changed places with him. I grabbed my poppers and took several long, deep sniffs of poppers. I was going to need a lot of help taking Myron's huge, fat, monster dick in me. "Do you have some lube", I asked Antone? "Yeah", Antone said as he pulled some from his nightstand. Antone lubed up my ass and then lubed up Myron's bbc. Then Myron positioned his cock back to my hole. I sniffed more poppers as I felt him begin to slide up into me. DAMN! It burned and hurt as he began to push in me. But, I wasn't going to stop him. I just continued to sniff more poppers. Soon, the pain began to ease and I felt like I was opening up for Myron's bbc. He soon was grabbing me around the waist and pumping hard and deep into me. His huge, low hanging balls were slapping against mine as he pummeled my ass. He was showing no mercy as he rammed deeply into me. I heard a door open and close and footsteps on the hardwood floors. "Enjoying the pussy, Myron?", I heard Antone's Dad, Walt, say. "Fuck, yeah", Myron grunted as he pounded my hole. I could see Antone standing off to my side, stroking his cock as he watched Myron fucking me. Antone's Dad began to undress. Then he walked over to Antone and said "Suck me hard, boy"! Antone dropped to his knees and took his Dad's cock into his mouth. He hungrily worked on his Dad's cock as his Dad's friend, Myron continued to fuck me. Once Antone had done his job of fluffing his Father to full hardness, his Dad said, "My turn". Myron pulled out of me and Walt quickly slammed his bbc up into me. He also showed no mercy as he rammed into me and immediately began to pound me. Myron stepped over to Antone and fed him his cock. Antone hungrily went to work on his Dad's friend's cock. For about 20 minutes Walt and his friend Myron traded places in my ass and in Antone's mouth. Walt was the first to shoot his load in my ass. As soon as he filled my ass, he pulled out of me and moved over to his son to clean his cock with his mouth. Myron soon filled my ass again with his cock. After a few more minutes of fucking, Myron let out a loud grunt and growl as he put his load in my ass. Likewise, he then fed his cock to Antone to clean off with his mouth. As Walt and Myron dressed, Antone then stood behind me and slid his youthful cock into me. He must have been really turned on, because he barely fucked me for a minute, before he grunted and filled my ass with his load. My head was spinning from all the poppers I'd been having to sniff, to be able to accommodate those massive cocks. I collapsed onto the bed and tried to catch my breath. "Good boy", Antone's Dad said to him as he kissed Antone. "Now, eat his ass. There's a lot of cum in there for you". I raised back onto my knees and Antone knelt behind me. He spread my ass and began to suck on my hole. He licked and sucked at my hole as he sucked in as much of the mixture of cum that he could feast on. While Antone was eating the spunk from my hole, I heard Myron say, "Thanks guys. Call me next time", and I heard him walk to the front door and exit the condo. "Thanks" was all I heard the Dad say as he also left the room. Antone soon left my ass and laid on the bed, next to me. We kissed and he fed me some of the cum he still had in his mouth. "Holy FUCK!" I said to him. "This is all so fuckin' amazing", I said. "Cool". "Glad you have fun. Dad likes your ass, too. We'll do it again". We both walked into the living room, where our clothes were tossed on the floor, where we had left them. Walt was sitting on the sofa, naked. He had some str8 porn on the TV, his cock still hard and stroking his big cock. I walked over to him and dropped to my knees. I sucked on his cock for a few minutes, then he lifted his legs. I licked his ass for about 5 minutes. Then he told me to kneel on the sofa. He again slid up into me. He fucked me for about 10 minutes. Then said, "I don't think I can cum again. But, I want your ass again, dude". I got up. "You got it, buddy. My ass is yours and your son's any time". I dressed and left as Antone and his Dad, Walt sat naked on the sofa, continuing to watch the str8 porn. FUCK! I will definitely be their white hole to fill, whenever they want me.

Predators and prey (Part 7) Michael was on his back. He stared at the ceiling breathing heavily. Slowly he turned to his left side and closed his eyes. His whole body ached, but the pain in his ass was unbearable. His “first time” had developed into a brutal gangbang. But it was him, who stared at the bulges of some guys and caused them to get horny for his ass. It was him, who answered softly ‘Yes’ when the question came up, if he would like to take some dicks up his ass. And it was him, who followed a stranger to this shack in the middle of the night. But he never thought of getting hurt so bad. His ass was bleeding, he could feel that, and his blood mixed with the semen of half a dozen guys already. He didn’t know, how many of them still lured into the darkness, for the chance to be his next fucker. A hand touched his shoulder soothingly and a voice whispered in his ear ‘Hey Buddy, are you okay’? Michael moaned simply. “Hey, I am talking to you. Are you still with us?” the voice asked again. “Yes…” Michael panted. “Good - you are awake” the voice almost sounded cheerfully. The hand on his shoulder pressed him towards the mattress. “Get down on your belly and relax” he got instructed. “My ass is hurting so much…” Michael moaned. “I know baby… it is supposed to hurt” the guy answered. He felt his legs being pushed apart by the male who knelt behind him and talked to him for a while now. “Spread your legs a bit wider. Give me better access to your slimy cunt” Michael couldn’t see the guy opening his jeans, but he understood that the next guy was ready to mount him. His ordeal was not over. “Ooooooh” he groaned. “Yeah I know boy. Just a second….. I am going to give you my junk” the guy replied, as if Mike’s groaning was an encouragement. Michael was too weak to fight back and so he felt his ass open up for yet another thick cock. His ass muscles, which tried desperately to close for the last couple of minutes were forced to swallow yet another brick again. “Calm down and enjoy my dick you, whore. You don’t have to do a thing, just stay on your belly and keep those legs spread, I will do the rest you, ok bitch?” the guy asked, but didn’t actually care about an answer. Michael felt his guts being ripped apart again. It seemed like his fucker was trying to hammer another hole into his body. “Do you like my cock? Hm… answer me bitch, do you like my big fat poz-stick?” the voice asked again and again. Mike grunted - not being able to form a clear thought. Instead he tried to open his asshole for the aggressive intruder. The guy used his full body weight on the boy’s skinny frame. Sometimes he supported himself on his arms to thrust more powerful blows into the abused and bleeding boysnatch. Then another time he almost crushed Michael under his weigh. “Feel me, bitch….. drain my nuts with your tight ass” the big dicked hunk shouted. While banging the 18 year olds ass brutally, a melody started to play. The stallion was looking around but didn’t seem to slow down in his fucking movements. “Who`s fucking mobile is it…. ?” he yelled. There was no response. Mike’s clothes were still scattered around on the dirty mattress and out of the corner of his eye the banger saw the visual signs of an incoming call. The ringtone was a recording, Michael did at his church, while singing one of his favorite songs. “The LORD is my shepherd I shall not want He maketh me to lie down in green pastures He leadeth me, beside the still waters….” … and then again with the choir…. “My LORD is my shepherd I shall not want He maketh me to lie down in green pastures He leadeth me, beside the still waters….” “Still waters…. “ The hunk fished the mobile phone out of Mike’s pocket and saw the incoming call flashing on the screen. He hissed at one of the waiting guys to hold the mobile in front of the twink’s face. “But don’t let him touch it” he made sure the other guy understood, who read the name on the screen and laughed out loudly. The guy in Michael’s ass sped up. “I think this one’s for you” he signaled the second guy to flash the screen to Michael’s face and he looked in disbelief. ‘Mom’ was written on the screen and a picture of his smiling mother was looking at him. Michael reached his hands towards the ringing phone, but it was still ouf of touch for him. “Where are you….” he shouted at Mike and continued to fuck him violently.. Mike didn’t know what to answer. “Where does she think you are?” the question was specified. “…. friends house….” “Friends name!” the fucker demanded. “….. never *urgs* mentioned a *ufff* name….” Michael replied while being fucked harder than before. “…. Oh Fuck…..” the pummeling guy yelled and then pulled his club out of the adolescent’s ass. “…. Give me the god damn phone and make sure our guest won’t spoil the show” he instructed some onlookers. Michael’s shirt got used a second time tonight and was stuffed into his mouth. Breathing became difficult but he tried to stay calm. The guy who stuffed his mouth knelt with his full weigh on his back to keep him down, but he was to weak anyways. The first guy answered the phone quite breathlessly (no wonder) and in a sleepy tone “Hello….?” He slowly stroked his dick while looking down at Michael. A woman’s voice could be heard on the other side of the line and she seemed to be quite upset or extremely worried. “No, this is the Bartholomew residence…. yes of course Michael is here” he mocked the preys name pointing at him. “No – he is at our house. He and my son Matthew are in the same science class. They had to work on some papers. I thought he asked for your allowance to stay overnight…..” he rolled his eyes. “Yes…. No…. he forgot the phone in the living room. He is upstairs sleeping. I came down myself, because I heard the ringing… a beautiful tune, that’s what my wife also said” he kept on stroking his hard tool knowing he was about to destroy this guys ass as soon as he would end this call. “No, you don’t have to worry. I will tell Michael in the morning to give you call, as soon as he is awake and able to speak.” The guy was leering at Michael, whose legs were still spread widely. Without a warning he kicked the boy into his nuts….. just so. *Bang* Michael made noises like a hurt animal. “Oh no…. I just hit my little toe at the dining table…. walking around in the darkness….. Yes, the same to you. Have a good night and God Bless you too…..” he quit the call and handed the mobile to the second pal. “Keep it, we might use it later on” he winked at him. Dropping to his knees he didn’t need to search long for the bloody entrance. It was easy to sink into Mike’s ass. As soon as he lowered himself completely into this toyboy he fucked Michael like a sledge hammer. He ripped the shirt out of Mike’s mouth and with enough oxygen he was able to response in a proper powerfucking way. He continued grunting, moaning and whining, which was music to the ears for the bunch of guys, who were still waiting for their turn. “Here I cum…. take my load you bitch; you’re a poz cumdump. You are such a sleazy fuck…. you enjoy being our project, huh? The fucker unloaded his personal virus collection into Michael’s mildly resisting body. But who would judge them, because in the end it was him, who stared at the bulges of some guys and caused them to get horny for his ass. It was him, who answered softly ‘Yes’ when the question came up, if he would like to take some dicks up his ass. And it was him, who followed a stranger to this shack in the middle of the night. The fucker couldn’t help but to give the boy another kick into his nuts and while Michael wailed in his distress he buttoned himself up and made room for the next guy who seemed to be a tough one. He was a leather daddy and obviously a motor cyclist, since he carried his helmet around. He had a pair und handcuffs at the ready. ‘Sex had to hurt’, he remembered the words well and so he tried not to worry about the pain…. but he was sure, a couple of more hard fucks and he would be dead. Or at least wishing he was....

Predators and prey (Part 3) Only an hour ago Michael has been an innocent teen. His family has been heavily engaged with their church and for all his life Mike heard, that following the gay lifestyle, would enclose a ticket straight to hell. Secretly - he thought about gay sex a lot, but never had the opportunity to enjoy it with a boy of his age. And so he was torn between the restrictions he learnt from an early age and the need that blossomed lately; he never had imagined it would unwrap the way it had within the last hour. Michael was looking for sex, when he came to this place. He was looking for a guy or several guys who would lead him into this new adventure in his life, but little did he expect the way things got handled right now. Mike was sitting on his knees on this well used mattress and was staring at three big dicks in front of his face. His pale and hairless nude body shivered . He was obviously extremely stressed and looked up to the guys who were urging him to open his mouth wider. Mr. Big – the one who had grabbed him before, in this gay cruising area, lowered his pants for the first time to gain more liberty for his balls. He ordered him to take all three cocks into his little mouth. Michael swallowed franticly. He saw some tattoos on those three guys, who were engaging in the ‘fellow mouth rape’. Mr. Big had an impressive scorpion tattooed on his right hip and thigh. In Michaels mind the name of Mr. Big with the huge cock changed smoothly to scorpion. Above the scorpion, there was another tattoo looking like a tribal. This kind of tattoo could also be found at various body parts of the other guys who were right now trying to enter his mouth swiftly. Maybe they were part of a gang, Michael thought. Having the same tattoo might be a sign for membership. He didn’t want to be a gang member. This thought formed in his adolescent mind, when another picture appeared across his memory. In his chemistry books in school, he had seen this symbol before. The words ‘toxic waste’ crossed his mind but he snapped out of it, when the Scorpion pulled his hair roughly, shouting at him to use his tongue and lick the dicks in front of him. Playfully Michael flickered his tongue across their dickheads. That was not enough. While two guys were already pushing their way into his mouth, the third one was still looking for an easy access to Michael’s mug. He used his thumb to pull Mike’s jaw downwards and pushed with his other hand against Mike’s forehead, to force his mouth wider this way. It hurt like hell and Michael moaned in discomfort. The guy showed no mercy. He wanted his penis inside the kid’s mouth, next to his pals dicks. And so Michael somehow managed it to find the strength to open his gullet another inch and the third cock head slipped into his warm mouth. None of the guys could push deeper of course, but they enjoyed the frantic movements of Michael’s tongue, which was trying to push against the intruders and unintentionally cleaned them thoroughly. Michael wasn’t able to breathe properly. His hands were clenching to fists in despair for oxygen. The three guys discussed in the meanwhile what to do next with the brat. “I wouldn’t stick my dick into his mouth if I were you. As soon as I start fucking him, he might bite your best peace” the Scorpion laughed out loudly. “You will be needed to hold him down anyway…” he added with an evil grin. The three guys pulled out simultaneously and Mike was instantly gasping for air. “Can I go now please? I won’t tell anyone. I swear….” the 18 years old pleaded. “You hold him down, while I will try to gain best access to mash his fucking cunt” the Scorpion ordered. “Pleaaaaase…. let me go home. My mom is surely worried about me already. I need to leave now!” the teen wailed. ‘Rape him’ ‘Rip his pussy apart’ ‘POZ him’ ‘Breed his asscunt’ ‘Make him bleed’ There were several voices carried through the night, whispering obsceneties. Michael just looked up to the Scorpion who discussed with the other two guys in the hut how to get the most fun out of this adolescent teen body. Mike reached up and touched the only thing that protruded enormously before him. He touched the Scorpions dick and that brought him the wanted attention. The Scorpion looked down slowly as he felt a gentle nudge against his extremely aroused cock. Michael asked the man again if he could just go. He explained all over again, that this was all a big mistake. And if his church or his school or his mom would find out about this, they would throw him out of town, for being such a lowlife. He understood now, that it was a crime against the bible and against God’s Will. All the while he was slowly stroking the aroused cock of the predator to get some attention to his words. He didn’t hear the laughter out of the darkness and he didn’t care about the two thugs who stepped onto the mattress just to hold him firmly at his shoulders and his nape. “No…. no…. leave him, let him speak…..” the Scorpion told his two buddies to set Michael free. They stepped off the mattress and a glimmer of hope raised in Michael’s eyes. “You want to go home….?” the Scorpion repeated Michael’s wish. Michael nodded and stopped jerking the dick before him. “Who told you to stop?” the Scorpion sneered. Michael continued stroking the guy’s big dick, looking for some sympathy. “I understand your wish” the Scorpion replied. “You are a fagot and you wanted to get fucked. Now that you learnt tonight’s sex is about hard asspounding – without lube..... Beating….. Chocking….. Showing you your place in life….. Swallowing our cum….. Drinking our piss…..” The scorpion focused his gaze at Michael who was keeping the Scorpion’s dick hard through all this talking. “But I want to be fair. We will follow the vote of the majority. It is almost like in congress.” The guys around them grinned viciously. “All in favor to let this cunt leave without us getting the chance to POZ this virgin?” Michael was the only one raising his hand and he started to cry again silently. “All in favor to rape this bitch to shreds?” ‘Let’s do it, let’s fuck him hard’ ‘Start the show, rip up his ass’ ‘POZ him’ ‘Give him your strain’ “You see…. the majority ruled. We will let you go, after we had our fun with you” the Scorpion said authoritatively. “And now lay back and spread your legs, just like the bitch that you are and let me fuck you. I have never fucked a virgin” he snickered. Michael slowly got off his knees and slid on his bare ass over the filthy mattress. It didn’t matter anymore. He was still crying and looking at the two guys in the hut, but they were already stroking their cocks. He supported his upper body with his arms and started spreading his legs. “Lay flat on your back you slut and raise your legs. Spread them for me, you bitch….” Michael was confused. He was devastated, that they would not allow him to leave and he was scared as hell…. The Scorpion didn’t care if the prey would enjoy the fuck.

Predators and prey (Part 2) Michael was dragged towards the shack. He stumbled and fell down on his knees. He looked around and saw at least five or six guys who were rubbing their bulges in front of their jeans and were glaring at him. They peered at him and his youthful body. He was so excited. So many times he had fantasized of being hardly used by some alpha males. Mr. Big and another fellow pulled Michael up. “Let’s go faggot. Stop stumble around like some sissy boy” Mr. Big growled. His dick was still sticking out of his fly and was huge. Mike wanted to feel cocks tonight and Mr. Big seemed to be at least 9 inches long and fat. “Let’s poz the little asscunt” someone whispered out of the shadows. “Yeah” another voice hailed. “Fuck him hard and give him the charged cum” Michael was so overwhelmed by all the impressions he got; he was simply following his instincts now and his instincts told him to take dick tonight. So many months he had been too afraid to visit this place and now he didn’t know why. Every guy wanted him here. They were all horny to fuck him. He never got the recognition of another male, that he was actually an attractive young guy and now he got all this and more. They arrived at the old shack and a guy opened an old wooden door. It was quite dark inside the hut. Just because some boards were missing at one side and the roof was also not complete anymore, the moon illuminated the little space. A mattress was all he could see. It was dirty and stained. It looked like it was laying here for quite a while and was regularly used for fucking. Mike was cautious about entering the hutch. “It’s…. dirty” he simply said. This was not right. He heard the guys murmur ‘Faggot’ or ‘Start stripping the little whore’. Although it seemed to be degrading for Mike, being called those names, he felt sort of honored, that so many guys got hard, just because of him. He had a low self-esteem and was now soaking up the whole atmosphere. Mr. Big and the other guy were pushing him onto the mattress. He was standing motionless there. “Strip now” Mr. Big was jerking his dick slowly. He found the little fag before and so he would be the first one breaking him in. Mike still didn’t move. “I said STRIP or I will rip your clothes from your fucking body” he shouted angry. All of a sudden Michael was scared. The whole euphoria disappeared. Three guys have entered the shack now. He could see at least six to eight guys around the hut. They were lurking In from the frontdoor and from the torn down side of the booth. “I think, I better go….. “ Mike said and the next thing he knew was, that Mr. Big slapped him into his face. He yelped in astonishment and almost looked like he would start to cry now. “Please… don’t hit me. Can I please leave” he begged the guys standing in the hut. He looked at them with pleading eyes. “Leave….?” Mr. Big said. “You want to leave…. who do you think you are you little faggot. You think, you simply walk on by and suck some dudes dick…. making all the guys horny with your blabbering and your looks and now, after all the effort we made… you simply want to leave?” The guys were still rubbing their bulges. “You made us hard, we offered you our best mattress and show great respect to you and your fuck channels and this is the way you say ‘Thank you’?” Without a warning Mr. Big punched Michael straight into his face. The 18 year old stumbled back and fell down on the heavily used mattress. He was bleeding from his nose and looked shocked. “I am repeating it the last time…. if you don’t start stripping in 10 seconds… I swear to the fucking god, I will beat you to a pulp.” Mike pulled his shirt over his head. The imprinted crest of his school was already stained from his bleeding nose. He sat there and waited for other commands. Mr. Big sighed. “Shoes and pants also. I want to see you fucking naked. We want your holes accessible. Mike shivered. And although he was in fear of his life the onlookers recognized his tiny hard dick, the minute he was stripped bare naked. Mr. Big nodded. “And now – show some respect to us. Start sucking on my cock and massage my pals through their jeans”. Mike moved closer to the edge of the mattress but he was still on his knees. He opened his mouth and took Mr. Big in. He tried to think of his teeth. He slowly massaged the guy to the left end the right. He felt their cocks pressing against the fabric. He couldn’t see it, but they guys were grinning at each other. The guy on the left slapped over Mike’s head. “Open my cage bitch – show some respect to my dick you fuck slut.” With that he turned to the guy, afraid he would get punished from Mr. Big now, for not blowing him anymore. But nothing happened. He kissed the bulge and massaged the hard dick through the pants. “Open the belt and then unbutton my jeans you whore” It was not so easy to open the belt from the opposite side. He never had the opportunity to undress another male. So he was a bit clumsy. After that he opened button after button of the jeans and quite soon he tasted his second cock in his life. He looked up at the three guys who were towering above him and mumbled to please let him go. They were only grinning at him. The third guy was spitting directly into his face and ordered him to start unpacking his dick now. They laughed and after all three dicks were released they told him to open his mouth real wide. Mike saw three big cocks surrounding him and he knew what they expected from him. Oh God…. please help me, was all that he could think.

Sounds hot. I got fucked by two of my teachers. One, my high school ag teacher and that was in a cruisy park....a couple years after high school....was a bit of a surprise....but a nice fuck....he was not overly endowed...but was skilled enough and he seemed to enjoy my ass (probably more than he enjoyed me in his classes over the 4 years of HS). The other was a bit less legal. And it was a bit different...he was a customer on my paper route and I also did some odd jobs around his place. I was already getting fucked by one customer (my first every sex....and my intro to hot man sex), so i was not surprised by the second event. It only became weird the next year when he started teaching...and was one of my junior high teachers. we never did anything while he was my teacher....but there was always that "something" during that school year.

Last summer I went on a day hike in the forest with two budes, just for something to do, get out of the house. When we stopped to rest one thing led to another and I leaned up against a tree as they took turns in my asshole. Niether lasted very long since it was a quicky and they both cam within 5 to 10 minutes. I had wet undies the rest of the afternoon as their cum dripped out of me.

Growing up I had two male cousins I played with. One was a year younger than me, the other was 4 years younger. The younger was always my bottom bitch and we got together regularly, as we all lived close. The other cousin and I traded off fucks. We started before we could even cum, but once we could, we were always shooting it deep into the bottom's ass. We never used anything but spit for lube. This kept on till I left for the military.