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Part: 6 It sort of went like this for the next few months. I would cruise for a load whenever I could sneak it in. During lunch breaks, on my way home, sometimes in the mornings, or at the gym. I got bred in many locations I would have never thought. Alleys, offices, parks, bathroom stalls. And I kept racking up those 5 star reviews. The guys were always a mix too. Sometimes it would be some 18-year-old kid that would jack hammer my hole and other times it was an older daddy. The convenience of the app made it so easy to keep from my wife she never suspected a thing. A few months in the wife was out of town again for the weekend, she was just making a quick trip to check on her mom and would be back the next day. She had taken our son with her. I made an excuse about staying behind to catch up on some work but I was really hoping to get some loads in me. Sat morning, I woke up to a message on the app: “Congratulations, you have received enough 5 star reviews to qualify you to upgrade to gold status. Please be aware that gold status comes with a Gift. We pozitively think you will enjoy the upgrade. If you are ready to be charged, hit accept!” Oh man, I didn’t even know what the gold membership really was but it sounded hot. I hit accept. I immediately got another message. “Welcome to Gold status. We have a new member event being held tonight to welcome you. Please show up at 8 p.m. to the address noted below. You will be the guest of honor where you will be receiving your Gift as a gold member. Show up wearing a jockstrap. Please RSVP ASAP if you are going to attend.” It was an address downtown, and the wife was out of town so what the heck. I hit yes. All day I was nervous and excited at the same time. What was the gift? Who will be there? What other cool things will come with being a gold member? I had never been in a group setting, let alone the center of attention. 7:30 came and I made my way over. The address was to a non-marked building at the end of a dead end street. It was downtown so it was a bit shady, a lot of homeless people about. The building did have parking next to it so I left my car there and walked up to the building. I knocked on the door and waited. Nothing happened. I knocked again and again nothing happened. Then out of nowhere a door to the left I had not seen before opens up and a guy motions me in. There are these stairs that went down into what seemed a basement. “you here for the gift?” “ummm…yeah, I just upgraded this morning.” “cool, I’ll think you are going to have a good time, strip down to your jock, you can leave your shit in that locker over there. I’ll be back for you in a sec.” He stepped through another door and left me in the empty room. It literally only had that one locker. I stripped to my jock and put my stuff away and waited. I could hear voiced but could not tell how many. The guy came back: “you ready?” “Yeah” “Good….im going to place this blindfold on you, take you into the center of the room, and then remove the blindfold there.” I nodded and everything went dark. The guy snapped a collar on me too and a leash. He started to lead me with the leash into the room. Once I stepped through the door I could feel the air change. I heard a lot of voices. Guys were grabbing and slapping my ass. A few slipped fingers into my hole. “yeah man, fresh meat!” “Gonna wreck that pussy” “can’t wait to charge him up!” Everyone seemed excited. I reached the center of the room and was pushed on all fours. The blind fold came out. I looked around, it was really bright and I could not see, I was in the center of a room with bright lights on me, some sort of spotlight. “We welcome our newest gold member, fresh meat for you to pozitively enjoy! Let the fun begin!”

PART 1 Wayne had saved me from mental blow out because of my divorce. He went well beyond his job as my boss. He was single and as far as I knew had never become involved in an underling’s private life as he did mine. He got me out of my sullen and angry mood. He got to be a very good friend who just happened to be my boss. I trusted him totally. I now believe and understand that Wayne did what he did for selfish reasons which were unclear over the months that he spent working on me. First, he didn’t want to have to fire an excellent employee such as I was. I was always at work early and left late. I wasn’t a brown noser; I believed in committing totally to my employer. Second, Wayne had decided to move my life in a different direction after my divorce. He told me later that it was seemingly small innocuous remarks that I made that made up his mind. So, that’s a digest version of background about how I got started on my metamorphosis. But, when the real change took place was just over a year later. There was a national holiday on Monday. Late on Thursday, Wayne called a total staff meeting. We crowded into the multipurpose room. Wayne rushed in at the last minute and told everyone that they had exactly fifteen minutes to re-record their voice mail to reflect the office was closed as of today and would re-open on Tuesday. He then shouted for everyone to scatter and get the hell out. That was typical Wayne. Always giving his staff such super presents. Of course, he stopped by my office and told me that the two of us were going out to drink the night away. And, we did. I ended up crashing at his condo waking up at ten o’clock in his spare bedroom to a hangover. Wayne seemed to be fine. He fixed me an old family recipe to recoup my steadiness. It was nasty. I still had some residual feeling which wouldn’t do. Wayne fixed a second brew for me and with much protest I drank it. This stuff was so nasty tasting. And, the worst side effect was that I ended up with diarrhoea. Something that I found out later was that Wayne had given me a preparation used for people who are going to get a colonoscopy. This was only the beginning of my new experiences and life. Wayne insisted I stay with him until I felt better. He refused to let me leave. So, stay I did and gradually began to feel better. About four, Wayne said he had a surprise for me. He had planned an excellent easy night for us, but he wanted to be sure that I was ready. He told me that he had a vitamin supplement shot that worked wonders for him and thought it would help me now. I consented and watched as he got his supplement and prepared for injecting me. I was in awe with the process. He carefully mixed the white powder with sterile water and made sure it was dissolved. Then, he wrapped a tourniquet around my arm, inserted the point, and plunged. When he had finished the plunge, Wayne released the tourniquet. BAM! A tsunami of warmth and a rush sped through my body. I know my eyes popped out. I coughed about a half dozen times. My head spun. My heart beat wildly. Wayne helped me to get to the guest bed where I lay down. I felt as if I could leap the tallest building and run a marathon. I forgot all about my hangover and diarrhoea. This was when Wayne began talking to me about our evening. He told me that he was taking me to a very special place tonight where I would be very popular if not the star attraction for the night. He would tell me that he knew I wanted to go with him and to do whatever he told me to do. Then, he would ask me if I wanted to go with him and do as he said to do. I said that I would go and follow his directions. Over and over and over Wayne kept up this line of telling me and then asking me. I didn’t realize the significance of the repetition. He finally told me that I had to convince him that I was serious. To convince him, I had to beg him to let me go with him. At first, I didn’t. Then, I began half-heartedly begging soon upping the ante I began begging him almost to a hysterical level. Wayne then began the same process of moulding my mind into taking his vitamin supplement. Without hesitation, I agreed eventually. Wayne stood in front of me as I lay on the bed. He smiled as he calmed me. Then, he reached up and pulled his wife beater over his head tossing it behind him. He unsnapped his shorts and slid the zipper down on his shorts. He slid his shorts down to the floor and stepped out of them straightening up when he finished. His actions were so surreal. I saw Wayne clearly but my fog-bound brain didn’t quite process what was happening. Here was my boss totally naked in front of me. I saw his 6-foot 4-inch body that was covered with dark hair everywhere. The two dark pink areolae peeked out of the thick dark nest of hair. He probably weighed 200 pounds but not an ounce of fat on him. He was muscled but not overly done. My eyes finally lowered down and saw his immense uncut cock gently wavering in front of him. There was a huge wetness seeping out of his foreskin. I stared at his cock as if hypnotized. Minutes passed as I stared at his cock as it continued to gently sway and began to grow thicker and reach itself outward and upward. There was a huge vein that travelled down the top of his cock. I was spell bound by the size. Larger and larger his cock grew stretching the foreskin and peeling it backwards allowing the seeping pre-cum to more freely ooze out of his piss slit. My body began to move up from the bed. I stood on the floor making sure to steady myself. My hands reached down grasping my t-shirt and pulled it over my head. I dropped it on the floor. I then removed my shorts as Wayne had done. Now, I stood totally naked as Wayne. I looked at him and then back down at his bloated cock. I knelt on the floor and stared at the fat cock in front of me. My hand reached out and gently grasped his cock. It felt like fire. I stared at it as pre-cum flowed easily out of his piss slit. It formed a huge globule at the tip. My head moved forward to closely look at the slit. As I neared this behemoth, my mouth opened swallowing with difficulty the head of Wayne’s warm cock. I’ve always been straight. I’ve never had a thought of being gay. Never. But, here I was now with another man’s cock in my mouth. I had not been coerced or threatened into doing this. I had done it on my own and without encouragement. I suckled the cock in my mouth and began licking and swallowing the pre-cum. More and more I moved Wayne’s cock deeper into my mouth where I learned how to worship such a gift. As much as I tried, I never succeeded in getting the entire 9 ½ inches in my mouth. I settled on taking as much as I could and began exploring this new sensation. Wayne let me feast on his cock and pre-cum for a very long time. He at long last put his hands on either side of my head and began to slowly face fuck me. As much as I had enjoyed sucking Wayne’s cock, I found that I also enjoyed him face fucking me. He was good at doing it. I looked upward into his face that looked down at me. He smiled. I moaned a long signal of pleasure and contentment. I suddenly realized at the end of my moan that I was enjoying myself immensely. I reached for my cock finding it shrivelled to almost nothing and no matter what I did it refused to get hard. I returned my focus to Wayne’s cock. I feasted more on Wayne’s cock as he face fucked me. There was no hurry in what he did. I let him feed me as I tasted his nectar now draining into my mouth in abundance. Then, without a warning, Wayne stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. I tried to protest, but Wayne was firm. He told me to follow him. We walked to his bed room. He threw all the covers off the bed. He told me to lay on the bed on my back and at the edge. I did so. He grabbed behind my knees and pulled my legs up. He told me to grab them and hold them. I did. Wayne then opened a drawer on his nightstand and took out a medium-size looking syringe that didn’t have a point. He gently coaxed the full length of it inside my ass. “I’m going to inject you with some lube. You’re going to enjoy this almost as much as I am,” Wayne said as he began to fill my ass with lube. I felt the container gently easing out of my ass. Wayne looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back not knowing what was going to happen. I just knew in my muddled mind I believed Wayne when he told me that I was going to enjoy myself. Wayne set the empty syringe on the nightstand. He reached up grabbing my right leg with his left hand. He moved his cock with his right hand so that his gooey piss slit was pressing against my ass hole. He pressed in to secure his position as his right hand now grabbed my left leg. He looked down at my face and smiled whereupon I smiled back at him. “It’s show time,” Wayne quietly said grasping my legs with a vise-like grip. In three fast and swift strokes, he plunged his hard cock balls deep inside my ass which now raged on fire. My eyes bugged out as a huge gasp of air was sucked into my lungs. My body tensed from the shock of the entry of his massive cock. My sphincter was ripped open as was my lining. Wayne held my legs as I began to struggle to get away from him letting loose a primal scream of agony at which Wayne shoved a pillow over my face. The intolerable pain sped through my body like lightning firing off every nerve ending. He held his fully buried engorged pipe in my ass for a couple of minutes but what seemed like hours until at some point he slowly began to pull his staff of manhood out of my ass easing my pain sort of. I took the time to inhale great quantities of air while I whined and yelped. Then, as the head of his colossus reached my sphincter, he stopped and began slowly edging his powerful shaft back inside me. Pain returned again but not as badly as the first time. The pain was different in many ways, and I coped with this new entry. My head thrashed back and forth as once more Wayne began to fill me. I could sense every inch that invaded me. I reached up and grabbed onto his forearms holding them tightly for some unspoken assurance. My whines morphed into whimpers. I turned to face him when I felt his crotch hair began to mash into my ass cheek. Five more times Wayne slowly withdrew his leviathan from my ass and returned it fully inside me. Each time my whimpering lessened. On the fifth inward stroke, my eyes rolled backward into my head as I moaned the pleasure that I felt. “Look at me,” Wayne commanded which I did. “Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to fill your ass with my cock. Beg me to fuck your no longer virgin ass and fill you with my cum load. BEG ME TO MAKE YOU CRAVE CUM FROM ANY COCK!” My head was spinning as I heard his commands. Several minutes later I began to beg without any spirit. Wayne and I looked at each other knowing that my words meant nothing. I continued to beg as Wayne slowly eased his mammoth cock in and out of my ass which burned less and had no pain. The more I felt his cock now gliding in and out of my hole the hungrier I became to feel his blockbuster causing my words to become sincerer and then desperately earnest. I felt the power of Wayne’s major leaguer going in and out of my ass demanding my attention and obedience. Wayne began a faster pace of in and out of my ass. As I looked at him through my drug-glazed eyes, my body began screaming for more. His vitamin supplement now ordered me to join in this race to the finish. I gripped Wayne’s forearm now tighter as he began to shake and jar my body with each inward slam. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me. Fuck me harder. Give me your cock deeper,” I heard come out of my mouth. “Fuck me harder! Make my ass yours! Shove that cock deep in me! Please, fuck me harder! I NEED YOUR CUM IN ME! FUCK ME, WAYNE, FUCK ME!” My teeth were rattling from how hard Wayne was now drilling me. The pain was different this time: It was all beautiful, and I couldn’t hurt enough. The sound of Wayne’s body slapping into mine filled my ears as did the sloshing sound that he had created from this memorable fuck. Sweat dripped off him now and onto me. I loved the feeling and knew I had to have more. My throat let loose a guttural moan from my primeval ancestors, “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Wayne shoved his blood engorged gargantuan fuck stick deep in my ass unleashing a torrent of cum that raced through his urethra flooding my ass. My senses were so acute and on high alert that I actually felt at the moment that I could taste his gooey deposit. I felt his cock throbbing again and again and again as more of his slippery swimmers gushed into my ass spreading themselves out and coating everything in sight. Wayne was holding me so tight now it almost hurt . . . and I didn’t want him to let go. But, in the end, we both finally began to edge down from our high. Never had I ever experienced such a feeling. I knew I wanted more; I had to have more. Even if it meant I had to beg to get it. Wayne relaxed his grip on me letting my legs lower down as he pulled his now spongy and near deflated cum delivery pipe from my ass. I set my legs down on the floor as he took a step back. He motioned me to scoot up onto the bed, then, to flip over. I obeyed. He climbed up on the bed with me pushing his breeding stick back into my ass and laid on top of me settling himself. The night had just begun. What a boss.

I was half asleep when I felt the weight on me. His hard cock slid up my ass crack until his knob caught on my lubed hole. I was awake now and pushed back with my ass until the head popped in. He had a decent size cock so I grabbed the poppers and took a big hit. He leaned in to take a sniff to. We both moaned as he sank in all the way. That's when I noticed he was fully dressed, his cock sticking out of his fly. "You got me so hard when you walked in," he said in my ear, "I never thought I would have a chance at getting my dick in you." I realized it was the guy at the counter when I checked in to the bathhouse. He was pretty old and not particularly attractive but his cock sure felt great and I told him so. The last part I mean. "I got a big load for ya but it feels like you have already been bred. You got some loads in you boy?" I admitted that I did. He wanted details while he fucked me. I had few details for load number one since he took me from behind and I neither saw or spoke to him. Just plain old doggy style raw fucking. He had a fat cock though and stretched me good. Load number two was from a young Latino guy. He liked to make out while he dicked me so I got on my back and wrapped my legs around him. He was very energetic and whispered a lot of things in Spanish that I could not translate. I enjoyed his whispers and moans. He got really loud as he was cumming in my hole. So hot. "Yeah that is really hot," agreed my lover. "That guy is here a lot and I often hear him getting his nut. We both chuckle and then he settles down to some serious fucking. One more deep hit of the poppers for both of us and then he is a goner shooting his seed deep inside my willing hole. After he is done he lays across my back to catch his breath. "I hope that was as good for you as it was for me," he says. "It was great," I answered, and meant it. Continuing, I told him that I loved raw raw cock and getting boned by strange men. "Well, by the end of my shift I should be ready to go again, so I can take another go at your ass," he replied. "Hell, yeah," I answered, adding "if my door is closed to just let yourself in with your master key." Giving me a grin of approval, he left, leaving my door wide open. Before I can decide if I want to leave it open or sleep or go up to the glory holes a figure appeared in the doorway. My latest visitor was a light skinned black man, probably about fifty years old. Pulling my legs up to my chest, I presented my cummy ass. A big toothy smile crossed his face as he tossed his towel on to the bed. His cock was half hard but after rubbing it across my crack a couple of times he was ready to go. His dick was quite big, in any event it was certainly the biggest of the evening. Asking him to pause for a moment, I took a deep his of my poppers, offering them to him afterwards. "No, thanks," he answered, suggesting "you might want to take another hit. You're gonna need 'em 'cuz I'm gonna pound you good." And he did just that. Hanging on for dear life, he rutted like he was starving. I hadn't had any black dick in a while and I found myself absolutely getting off on being fucked by bbc. He got a little mean and rough at the end, calling me names, spitting in my face and choking me. "Take my load you fucking faggot cum whore," he wheezed, hand still around my throat. I was so turned I didn't care if he was choking me, seemingly to death. I loved it. My cock was rock hard, trapped between our bellies. Fortunately he ignored my cock 'cause had he touched me I would have blown my load. After he shot his load he seemed sheepish about being so aggressive. "Oh my god," I gush, "that was fucking amazing. Holy shit man that was intense!" I thanked him whole heartedly for both the fuck and the load. I decided to go for a stint in the sling stopping first for a piss break. The place seemed empty but I am a patient man. I settled in and waited. Didn't take long though. Someone appeared. He looked at me then started looking around. I think he was shy so the next time he looked my way I gestured him over. He was a short, stocky middle aged guy that was probably really hairy but he was trimmed all over. He was going to have to fuck me on his toes. As soon as he was close enough I grabbed his rod and pulled him into my mouth. It was a pain in the ass since the head end of the sling was too high and I had to really bend and twist to get my lips on it. It was worth it though since he was leaking a lot, and I am crazy for pre-cum. Before long he pulled off and went for my ass. Oh yeah! Back to the poppers. I did not bother offering him any as had a death grip on my legs and was pounding away furiously. I knew it would not take him long at the rate he was going. Sure enough a couple minutes into our breeding session he was emptying his sack up my ass. Bliss. Then he was gone. Laying back in the sling I felt pretty good. Still I wrapped the towel around my head hoping for some anonymous action. ************************************************************************* Okay enough for tonight. I have got to wack it. I will tell you about the rest of my evening tomorrow. Happy jerking boys.

No Risk… No Fun… (Part 6) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** I slapped Davis hard to calm him down. “Shut up and stop squirming around” I told my mate to hand me the tooth brush and held it closely to Davis’ face. He watched hypnotized at the instrument, which should make him bleed and give all the others the comfort of raping him. It was an old and used brush. Another guest forgot it probably in the bath room, or just didn’t want to take the tooth brush with him anymore, since it looked quite shabby. I touched Davis face with the brush. It didn’t hurt him, but still he tried to avoid contact. I drew a line over his cheek and smiled at him. “What do you think? We will use this to rip your cunt open” “Will it hurt me very much?” he was obviously frightened. “I won’t lie to you… it is pretty painful, but this way we can enjoy your wet cunt much more later on, do you get it?” I asked him calmly. “It is necessary for you to get the full impact of our cum into your system” I explained to him. “Believe me, once we’ve finished with you, you will drool for every cock in town to give you another shot of charged up cum and with your looks you will be prime meat…. and we give you enough experience to know your future role as a faggot cum dump for dirty loads…..” I spoke to him soothingly. “So…. we will push you down now and I want you to relax your sphincter. We want to enjoy this moment, so don’t trash around or scream out loud…. you don’t want to make me angry again… do you? I asked him sternly. Davis looked around in panic. “Of course…. if you would use the tooth brush on yourself….” I thought out loudly. “You know your body best. If you put up a good show for us, we might not even fuck your hole” I continued my thinking talking more or less to me. I saw a gleam of hope in the boys’ eyes. “Are you nuts?” one of the guys complained. “I want to drench his cunt with my lethal injection” he laughed out loudly. I turned around and winked to my companions, then turned back to the lad again. “Believe me. If you use this tooth brush and fuck yourself with it for a while, we will shoot our loads without even touching you.” I smiled. “You must be good though. Just entering with the tip and then hoping for good is not enough. We will instruct you probably, while you are having fun with yourself, but I promise we won’t interact in any other way” “And you won’t rape me after all? You promise?” Davis asked cutely. “If all of us shoot a load within an hour into your mouth, you will be free to go….. I promise” I vowed. I held the tooth brush still in front of Davis’ eyes. His hand raised up slowly and with a promising wink he accepted the torture instrument. The guys moved closer to the bed stroking their cocks slowly. The video-cam was stationed on the tripod again. We pulled the tripod a bit to the side, so that the bed was in good view. One of the guys stood behind the cam to zoom in from time to time. Davis was still looking at us with fear in his eyes. He tried to sit up and while staring at us the brush vanished under his body eventually. “This way you won’t be successful in avoiding your rape and the time is ticking” someone advised him. “We could shackle his feet to the bedpost” a buddy suggested. “This way he would be on his back, with his legs spread widely and chained up to those posts.” “No! I don’t want to be tied up!” the youth exclaimed at once. “Listen…. just comply. I am a man to my word. Make love with this tooth brush and accept our loads in your mouth, then you won’t be harmed any further.” I tried to convince the lad. “Get on your back now…“ I continued. He looked me into my eyes and slowly moved into a horizontal position. “Get the handcuffs” I hissed. While we helped him to pull up his legs, we tied him up finally. We were able to see his ass crack slightly open for us. “Now try to find the hot spot – use your other hand to spread your ass cheeks. We need to see what’s going on in order to cum…. just trying to help you lad.” I encouraged him. Davis moved his left hand to get a good grip of one ass cheek. While he pulled it away, we could see his asshole finally. “Good boy…. now use the brush and slowly enter your hole with it…. Don’t pull back…. never pull back until I tell you…..” He sobbed silently while pushing the tip of the tooth brush into his body. He stopped suddenly. I promised him, we wouldn’t interfere but I saw the danger in him pulling out immediately. So I rested my hand calmly on his hand and told him in a comforting voice not to pull out now, but to keep the pressure and push deeper into his cunt. He nodded understandingly and while he pushed the brush deeper into his asshole, I withdrew my helping hand and continued stroking my hard dick. All the guys were slowly jacking off, while they heard the youth whimper and watched him cooperate to our advices. “This is so fucking beautiful” I whispered. “Good job boy, just a little bit deeper… stop now” I ordered him. “How do you feel?” I asked the heavy breathing lad. “I’m scared…” Davis lamented. “No need to baby…. now listen to me…… look onto my eyes cutie… look at me…. Keep the eye contact… now…. *moaned* Yank the tooth brush out of your fuck hole you son of a bitch…. yank it out!” I shouted out loud. Davis pulled the tooth brush out of his arse in one fast motion and immediately started screaming on top of his lungs. “Aiieeeeeee… AAAIIIIEEEEEE … *sobbed*” Two guys covered the youth’s mouth to mute his alarming sounds. Davis trashed around, but since he was not able to move his legs, he had no choice but to scream about the horrible pain he just endured. He dropped the tooth brush next to his ass but I picked it up for him. Two other pals on both sides used the situation already and grabbed both hands of the cub and made him stroke their dicks, which he actually did. That was so hot. In the moment of his biggest pain he still functioned as the goddamn faggot he was. I let the guys fool around a bit, but after the first wave of pain faded away, I handed Davis the tooth brush back and praised the lads guts, to fuck himself with this device. “That was a great beginning, but if you want us to cum into your mouth, you better continue to fuck yourself with this!” I exclaimed. I helped Davis, who didn’t seem to be so brave anymore, and led his hand back to his hole. We wanted to see blood sipping out of his ass cunt profusely. The pub tried to find some sympathy in our eyes. That was the only thing he could see – the slits in our masks revealed how much we enjoyed this despair and pain. “Push now!” I demanded and with a cry of help he entered his tiny hole a second time, knowing it wouldn’t be the last…

As I stand here in my giant bathroom, inspecting my naked body in the massive mirror, I find myself thinking about the road that led me here. I trace my fingers over the outlines of the amazing designs on my arms, and then reach up and touch the forbidding symbol on my left pec. I then turn, first left and then right, craning my neck back to see the words imprinted on my buttocks. If my former teammates could see me now. If my ex-girlfriend could see me now. That always makes me smile. My name’s Jake, and I’ve just turned 30. I live on my own in this huge house, bought two years ago when my numbers came up. But while I’m single, rarely a day goes by when there isn’t someone else here. Whether it’s a guy or two I have in the house as a guest, or a whole group of them in the playroom I had built in the garage after I moved in, there’s nearly always someone on hand to keep me entertained. But it wasn’t always this way. Over the next few chapters I will tell you how I became what I became, the things I did that I never thought I would, and how I ultimately emerged as a thirty year-old bearing the words that would forever mark me as what I am now: CUM DUMP. ------- My story starts when I was 26. I had recently changed jobs, finally getting my break as a proper consultant after being stuck in a seemingly never-ending graduate cycle at my previous firm. The rounds of interviews and assessments had been rigorous and taxing, but in the end it all paid off and I found myself finally getting somewhere with my career. The extra money meant Rachel and I could move out of her parents’ place in Hertfordshire and rent a decent flat in Camden, gaining our independence as well as about two hours extra a day with the shorter commute. The new job was hard going, but I loved being thrown in at the deep end and getting to show what I was capable of. Over time I earned praise from my managers and the colleagues around me, and was eventually assigned to a new project that I had been hoping to get on since I found out about it. I was going to be working as part of a team with some great guys, getting to travel to various European offices of the client who had commissioned the introduction of the new system we had developed. Lisbon, Barcelona, Milan, Munich, Stockholm, and many more, all paid for by the firm. I was so excited, although my mood was dampened by Rachel somewhat when she got in a huff about me travelling to all these places without her. She could be hard work sometimes. The first trip was to Lyon in France, and I excelled by being able to surprise the others with my competent grasp of French, a gift from the long hours I had spent being taught French by my maternal grandmother, a native to France. The trip went really well, and by the end of it my more senior colleagues in the team were no longer treating me like the new boy. Then came Barcelona, and that’s when everything changed. The job in Barca was a bit smaller as the client only had a small outpost there. As such, only four of us went this time, comprising me, Ben, Mitchell and Rob. Ben was the senior on the trip, whilst Mitch and Rob had been at the company for only a year or so longer than had I, so we were pretty much equals. To save a bit of money, (and as it was only for three nights), we were sharing two twin rooms in the hotel. Whereas normally at least the senior would get his own room and then the rest of us either sharing or also getting singles. As Mitch and Rob were good friends, it was only natural they took one of the two rooms, whilst Ben and I took the other. On the first night two guys and one of the women from the client’s office took us out for dinner, before leaving us to explore some of the bars in the old town. However, we were all a bit tired from the journey so didn’t stay out late. The next day was a busy one, but by late afternoon we were done with what we could do, pending some overnight process work the client’s IT people needed to do. As such, we headed back to the hotel to change, and then went out for the early evening. The drink and tapas flowed, and dinner never really happened. Mitch and Rob were then up for going to a club, but I could see Ben was enthused as the prospect of a late night, so I suggested that the two of us just call it a night and maybe have a nightcap in the hotel bar. I was actually quite keen to go clubbing, but I didn’t want to be crashing into the room and waking my senior colleague at whatever time in the night, especially as I was making such a good impression with everyone at the firm. So, sure enough, Ben and I found ourselves back at the hotel. We both got a drink, G&T for Ben, a rum and coke for me, and then sat in the comfy surroundings to chat. Ben was 34 and single, which I found surprising as he was a very handsome man. Tall, well-built, well-dressed, charming and funny, he seemed like the sort of guy who would have his choice of women. Or men. I didn’t actually know which team he played for, but didn’t want to pry too much and it really didn’t matter anyway. We finished our drinks and headed upstairs, both of us declaring that we wanted a shower before bed as it had been a clammy night in the city. Ben went first, and then when he came out of the bathroom wearing a towel I headed in to get myself clean. When I’d finished showering the bathroom was so full of steam that I concluded I’d never get dry in there, so did as Ben had done and went out into the room with just a towel on. To my surprise, Ben was still just wearing his towel, and he looked up at me and smiled as I padded past his bed to my own. “Wow, you’re built” he said to me as I passed. I blushed. “Er, yeah, I work out” I said. I was actually pretty proud of my body, all 6’1” of it. I worked out several times a week, jogged regularly, ate healthily, and kept my chest shaved and smooth the way Rachel liked it. “You should show it off more” Ben said, his eyes on me. “Your shirts are way too loose.” Oh man, he had been noticing what I wore. Well, that answered that question I guessed: Ben must be gay. Strangely enough, I felt a stirring in my own loins as his gaze rested on me. “Oh, 'er, you think?” I mumbled. “Hell yeah” he said, “don’t put in all that work just to waste it on your girlfriend!” He laughed, and after a moment I laughed too, although I think it was more nervous laughter than anything. “Thanks” I said, blushing harder. “I didn’t realise, 'er, you were, 'er, noticing.” Ben gave me a warm smile. “I’m not the only one who’s noticed” he said. “You’re pretty popular in the office.” I blushed again, and awkwardly shifted position on the bed. As I did so, my towel loosened and slipped, basically leaving me sitting there naked. I hurriedly tried to sort it out, but only got it into more of a tangle. “Don’t” Ben said softly. I stopped wrestling with the towel and looked up at him. “Let me see.” I don’t know why, perhaps it was the buzz from the rum, but I slowly released my grip on the towel and let it fall beside me. I then swung my legs off the mattress and slowly stood up in the gap between our beds, locking my stare on Ben as he gazed back at me. His eyes were making their way up and down my body in the most lustful way anyone had ever looked at me, and I saw him give his lips a small lick. He wanted me so badly, and something about this situation had my heart racing. My dick started to swell and rise, until I was standing before him with a massive boner, almost starting to pant. What the fuck was happening to me? Wasn’t I straight? Ben looked for a bit longer, and then started to scoot across his own bed towards me. He deliberately removed his own towel on the way so that he too was naked, and then he was sitting there in front of me, staring straight ahead at my dick. Instinctively I shuffled forward a bit, and he leaned in, opened his mouth and swallowed me whole. “Fuuuuuuck” I groaned, having never felt a blowjob like this. He then reached both his hands behind and roughly gripped my arse, pulling me in towards him even more. His head started going back and forth on my cock like a jackhammer, the suction on my dick like an industrial hoover. I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself, and gradually gripped him tighter as he brought me towards orgasm. Then, rather abruptly, he let go of my arse and pulled his mouth off my dick, causing me to stagger back slightly. I snapped out of my reverie and looked down at him. “Turn around” he said, turning his head up to face mine. “What?” I asked, a little all over the place. “Just do it” he said, suddenly sounding rather stern. I just did as instructed and turned around, not sure what was coming next. Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me backwards towards him, reaching up to push the small of my back so that I would bend forwards. I put my hands on my thighs to steady myself, and then the next thing I knew his face was in my arse. His tongue was lapping at my hole, and the room seemed to be exploding with fireworks. I had never felt anything like this in my life. It was fucking amazing! I’m not sure, but I think I must have been moaning and groaning for England as he gave me my first ever rimjob. He kept this up for a while, actually getting his tongue into my hole, and then he pulled his face out. Before I could turn or straighten up I felt his fingers in there instead, gently prodding and poking at me. I then understood that I was going to be fucked. Ben must have planned something like this, or maybe he was just in the Scouts once and was thus always prepared, but he had stashed a tube of lube in the drawer of the bedside table. He briefly paused the fingering to open the drawer, grab his supply and lube up his fingers. He then started to apply much more pressure with them, pushing one, then two, and then I think three fingers into me. All the while I just continued to stand there, bent over in front of him seemingly inviting him to carry on doing what he was doing. I could say I was paralysed with fear or something, but in truth I was loving it and was suddenly really excited to see what this was going to be like. I’d never really thought about it before, but that didn’t seem to matter. The drink must have been a factor, or at least that’s what I tell myself these days. His fingers started to hit something inside of me, and my silence turned to moans. This only spurred him on, until he was really going to town on me with his fingers. Then, as before, it all stopped abruptly. “Get on the bed” he commanded, “on your hands and knees.” I didn’t even pause. I just moved forward, crawled on to the bed and waited. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me back a bit, and then I heard the splooging sound of some more lube being squeezed out of the tube. The pressure returned on my hole, but it was spongier and fatter than any of the fingers had been. “Let me in” he said gruffly. I didn’t know what that meant, but I instinctively pushed back and must have done whatever it was that was needed as he popped inside. It startled me and gave me a brief flash of pain, but that soon subsided. He then pushed steadily in to me, making me feel fuller than I ever had before. As he got deeper it started to hurt a little more, particularly as he was going into territory his fingers had not reached, but I gritted my teeth, closed my eyes and forced myself not to pull off him. Then the pushing stopped, I felt the roughness of his pubes on my buttocks, and I knew I had his whole cock inside. He didn’t give me any time to adjust, instead starting a steady rhythm on my whole, thrusting his cock in and out in substantial strokes. A dull pain was radiating from my arse, but something else was there as well and it felt amazing. As the pain started to subside, my whole body started to tingle as he fucked me. The feelings were incredible, and I couldn’t stop myself from pushing back against him, trying to get more of his cock in me, trying to make him fuck me harder. And fuck me harder he did. If I thought he was like a jackhammer when sucking me earlier, it was as nothing compared to what he could do with his cock. Pneumatic drills are gentler on tarmac than the treatment I was getting, but it was pure ecstasy. He fucked me for 20 minutes, and then started groaning. “I’m cumming” he grunted, suddenly accelerating his pace even more. Then he stopped, yelled out and held in position as a curious warm feeling filled my rear end. “Fucking take it” he grunted as he unloaded in me, breeding me like the bitch he was turning me into. I just knelt there on my hands and knees as I was filled with cum for the first time, loving the sensation as his cock pulsed inside me. Then, and again rather abruptly, he pulled out and collapsed backwards on to his bed. I felt some cum running down my leg, and began to crawl backwards off the bed with the intention of going to the bathroom to clean up. But as I turned round I saw Ben lying on his back panting, I noticed his cock was still erect and covered in juice. Perhaps it was a case of being in for the penny, in for the pound, but I just couldn’t help myself from dropping to my knees, leaning forward and taking it into my mouth. The taste of his juices, the lube and, I guess, my own arse was intoxicating. As I sucked and licked him clean I started furiously wanking my own cock, getting off on the feeling of more of him leaking from my rear end as I did so. In no time I blew on to my torso, the bedspread and the carpet. I then collapsed back on to the floor, panting and exhausted. Neither of us said anything for a while, but then I got up and started making my way to the bathroom. I got in there, and turned to face the mirror so I could look at myself. I was glistening with sweat, but otherwise looked like me. I felt different, but the man staring back at me was still me, at least outwardly. Then Ben came into the bathroom as well, and turned to face the mirror too. We looked into each other’s eyes via the reflection, until I noticed his cock starting to rise again. I stared at it coming back up to full mast, and then looked back up to his face. He was smirking at me, and then moved to step behind me. I leaned forward a little, and he just planted his cock between my cheeks and pushed into me again. This time he fucked me more tenderly, with none of the jackhammering of before. Throughout, I kept my eyes either focused on my own face, or looking back at his has he slightly grimaced from the exertion of reaming me. My own cock also came back to life so I started stroking myself, adding that to the things I watched in the reflection. After about 15 minutes Ben accelerated, and I focused on watching the reflection of my own face as I felt him shooting a second load into my sloppy hole. Again, it was still me, but this was a me with a cock shooting cum into his arse. When he was done spurting his load into me, Ben caught my gaze in the reflection. Smiling, he gave me a wink, withdrew his cock and swiftly left the bathroom. I just stood there, once again with cum dripping out of me, gazing at myself in the mirror. I felt awesome. I got myself cleaned up a bit, and then went back out in the bedroom. Ben was in bed properly, and was clearly asleep. I headed for my own bed, but then turned to look back at him. The temptation was too great, and I just climbed in. He stirred as I did so, wrapping his arm around me. I briefly lay there facing him, but then turned so he was spooning me. He pulled me in a bit tighter, and then we were both still. I reached out and switched off the lights, plunging the room into darkness. Inside, I knew that I would wake up with a right clusterfuck going on in my mind, but for now I was exhausted, a little sore and in the comforting arms of a man who had just shown me a whole new side of myself. Sleep came quickly.

This is my first time writing and although this is fiction, it is very heavily influenced by my own experiences. I hope that you guys give me yer honest feedback, thanks. Colt was the typical redneck white trash kind of kid growing up in a rural state in a small town along a major interstate hiway. He knew he was white trash because everyone told him so. It was just him and his mother Brenda for as long as he knew. They lived in a dumpy trailer house on the edge of town and his mom worked at the local truck stop. Colt didn't have any friends but his mom sure did. Every night after she got off work she always had a " guest" over. Usually it was some truck driver or biker who had come through. Occasionally it was a local like the banker, one of his teachers, or even one of the older high school guys from his school. It certainly made making friends at school very hard for Colt especially when the older boys would tell him how good his mom was in bed. Colt was a loner. Colt had grown up tough and strong. He was 5'11 inches 150 pounds of pure muscle. He had dark hair, dark eyes and he prided himself that he grew a beard, sort of in the 9th grade. He was considered attractive but no girl would dare talk to him because of his mom's reputation. Colt never talked to anyone at school. He lived his life invisible to everyone around him. He only saw his mom briefly when she came home from work and always had a guest with her. They would walk in, his mom would say a quick hello and they would disappear down the hall to the bedroom. There were several times when Colt would fall asleep on the sofa one of the guests would come out and watch tv. The guy would often be friendly with Colt, and he enjoyed the attention. A few times they would drink beer with Colt or even share a joint. It made Colt feel grown up when this would happen and he enjoyed the buzz or high he got with these men. A few had even asked him to suck their cocks but Colt never did. The other thing Colt enjoyed was hanging out at the park that was behind the truck stop his mom worked at. It was secluded, along the river, and had space for camping and truck parking. There was also a nice brick restroom in the center. Colt would watch the cars and big rigs traveling the roads and long to leave this hell hole. He did notice that more guys than anything stopped and used the restrooms but never thought much about it. They would often glance at him as they entered or talk to him as they came out but he never figured it out, until on day in August. He knew it was August because the bikers had been coming through town in their way to Sturgis for the big bike rally. He enjoyed the sounds of the big bikes, how the guys were dressed in black leather, and how rugged they seemed. He needed to take a piss and headed to the restroom. He walked it and it smelled like all outdoor toilets, the smell of piss and disinfectant was strong. He had just started pissing when he heard two bikes stop outside and two bikers walked in. He had chosen the urinal in the center and soon he had one biker on each side of him. He got nervous when anyone was around and he froze up. He couldn't piss. He just stood there while the two bikers were pissing on either side of him. He stared straight ahead at the brick wall and tried to focus. He wasn't listening to the two bikers and was startled when one put his hand on his shoulder and said shy huh? Colt jumped a little and turned beet red. He looked down again and noticed the biker had a big hard cock hanging out of his pants. Colt just stared at it. The biker said you must like what you see there boy and Colt just turned more red. The biker on the other side of him said well mine is just as nice and Colt turned and saw he too was hard and slowly stroking his fat uncut cock. Colt wasn't sure what to do. He wanted to run out of there and yet his feet didn't move. The bikers kept saying things but he wasn't really comprehending. The dark haired biker who had his hand on his shoulder turned Colt to face the other biker with the uncut cock. He was blond, bearded about 35 and about the same height as Colt but much bigger. The blond biker then kneeled on the floor and unbuckled Colts wranglers, pushing them down and that's when the biker realized Colt didn't have any underwear on. Truth was Colt didn't have any as his mom never got around to buying him any. Colt stood there in shock and fear as the biker started stroking Colt's cock and it started to grow. Nobody had ever touched Colt before and he blushed deeply again. The biker said there is nothing better than boy cock and opened his mouth and started sucking Colt's 7 inch cock. He couldn't believe the incredible feelings he was receiving. He just closed his eyes and he could feel the other biker behind him start to kiss his neck and rub his growing bulge against Colt's exposed ass. The biker said to his buddy that there is one thing better than boy cock and that's boy ass and both bikers laughed. All Colt knew at that point was he was feeling real good right now. The biker behind him also kneeled behind him and felt him spread his ass cheeks apart and he pushed his face into the boys crack. Colt was not sure what was going to happen but the beard felt good on his crack and then he held something warm and wet on his virgin hole. Holy fuck Colt thought to himself, this feels awesome. The guy went from licking his hole to probing it. He would git it real wet and then he felt one of the bikers fingers invade his hole. Before Colt could protest, he suddenly felt his cock erupt into the blond bikers mouth and he blasted ever drop of boy cum he had in his balls. He felt his ass spasm and buck against the other biker's finger. Colt literally felt like his legs would collapse and he would fall down but the two bikers kept him upright. The three guys could hear a couple a cars pull up to the restroom and the two bikers quickly tucked their cocks back in and the dark haired biker quickly said meet us outside and they walked out. Colt was still standing at the urinal, his wranglers down to his boots when he heard the door open again. He quickly pulled his jeans back up and washed his hands as he processed what just happened. He wasn't sure how he felt and if he should go talk to them or not. He pulled the door open and walked out......

So began my new work routine. Someone would find a way to have me leave for a longer lunch than normal, usually dressed up either as a working lunch or an offsite meeting. I would then find myself in the disabled loo three floors up, getting my arse and throat reamed out by a whole host of men who would all dump their sticky goo inside my holes. I never asked who anyone was, nor acknowledged what we’d been up to with any of them that I knew when we were dealing with the firm’s business later on. In time, I was having sessions at which none of the gang from the Barcelona trip were present, even though that prospect had initially unnerved me. Things started to go up a gear when additional sessions before or after the working day started to be added to the equation. Ben always initiated those, especially after another project he was working on began to eat away at his ability to join us for the lunchtime gangbangs. He would use the online communicator to tell me to stay behind a bit late of an evening, or I would get texts while at home with Rachel telling me to be in an hour before normal. Gavin, too, started using these routes to get more time from me, such that I would regularly find myself in at 7.30am for one of them and still hanging around past 7pm for the other. Saturdays even started to come into play, with phantom meetings or working group sessions being set up for me in the office when in fact I would just be getting reamed out again. On those occasions, as the only people in for the day, I would usually get bred on our own floor to up the ante somewhat. Whoever it was and whenever it was that I was summoned for a breeding, I always complied. All of this began to take its toll at home, as the amount of time I spent there with Rachel gradually diminished. I felt for her, I really did, but I just wasn’t in it any more. I knew I had morphed into a true office cumdump bitch, and was increasingly comfortable and happy about that, so trying to act out as someone I wasn’t any longer at home was getting harder and harder. Eventually the inevitable happened and she left, moving to Clapham to take up the spare room of a friend of hers who had recently also split from her boyfriend. I was sad about the way things had ended between us as I did really like her as a person, but truthfully I was just glad to be free of one more potential barrier to my true slutty nature. With Rachel gone, I started to get home visits from guys at the office who lived within reach, most of whom would cover the excursion from their wives, girlfriends, boyfriends or whoever as being a trip to the gym. I suppose there was an element of truth in that, given they gave themselves a decent workout when fucking me senseless. What it meant was that the whole weekend was now open for me to get bred by my colleagues, and with eleven of them now taking advantage of what I had to offer, not a day went by without me taking at least three loads. ------- The next big change came six weeks after Rachel and I broke up. It was a Saturday morning, and I woke up quite early with plans to go for a jog before Ben came over. I was quite excited about the visit this morning, as he’d finally decided to bring one of his own fuckbuddies over to have a go with my arse and as such I was going to get a breeding from someone who I didn’t work with for the first time. I’d done my teeth and got dressed into my jogging gear, but then picked up my phone to check my messages. That’s when I noticed I had texts and emails from the National Lottery, which peaked my interest. Whenever I’d won two pounds before I would just get an email telling me to log in to my account for some news about my ticket, but this time there were many more messages and I saw the word ‘jackpot’ for the first time. I didn’t go jogging. Instead I spent the morning staring blankly at my emails and the lottery website, trying to take in what I was being told. EuroMillions. One hundred and forty million pounds. Sole winner. Even when I phoned in and went through dozens of questions to confirm things, I still couldn’t take it in when the lady confirmed I would be getting that much money in to my bank account in the next few days. Ben and his friend Frank arrived late morning, and I calmly allowed them to fuck me for a few hours without really engaging. Ben could probably tell something was up, but he didn’t let on and just enjoyed spitroasting me with Frank. They even double-fucked me without breaking me out of my near trance-like state, which Frank interpreted to mean I was just such a slut I had gone in to a cum-driven high. I was happy to let him believe that, as it just seemed to spur him on to fuck me harder and thus cum faster. When they eventually left they had each dumped four loads in my throat or arse. I was a bit more with it on the Sunday, so was able to engage a bit more effectively when Lucas from HR came round in the morning to breed me, and also when Vikesh from Ben’s other project stopped by in the afternoon to fill me with seed. The following week I went through the motions at work and in the toilets, still a bit disbelieving that I was suddenly that wealthy. However, when Thursday evening came round and I got home at 9pm after a particularly heavy session with Gavin and his assistant James, I finally got the nerve to log in to my HSBC account. Sure enough, the money was there. I was fucking loaded, in every sense of the word. ------- I started dealing with what had happened by calling Rachel. It was nice to speak to her actually, and she agreed to meet me for a coffee. When I told her that I was giving her seventy million pounds she assumed I was telling some kind of weird joke she didn’t understand, but eventually she started to believe when I explained my reasoning. We had been together when I had bought my rolling EuroMillions ticket, it had kind of been her idea but I had been the one to actually register the account and make the purchase, I had picked her birthday as some of the numbers, and all in all I wanted to make sure she got what I felt she deserved. I then apologised to her for the way things had gone between us, and told her I hoped that we could still be friends. Unsurprisingly, with me having volunteered up a share of an absolute fortune that she would not otherwise have known about and certainly wasn’t entitled to, she forgave me for all that had gone before and we have remained quite close ever since. My next step was to quit my job. As much as I enjoyed working there, I didn’t need the money and, to be honest, having to do 40 hours of actual work a week was starting to cramp my style as a true cumslut. The guys would still be welcome to breed me whenever they wished, and I would be happy to stop by the office for trips to the disabled loos if they wanted me to at lunchtimes, but I didn’t want the hassle of having to pretend like I was this high-flying ambitious guy who wanted to climb the career ladder. I worked some of my notice period, and then took my outstanding annual leave for the rest of it so that I could bring my time in the office to an end. I was thrown a leaving party by my team and the others on the floor, and we all went out for drinks at a nearby pub afterwards. As it was a Friday night it was really busy in there, so there weren’t any trips to the loos with Ben, Mitch or any of the others to get my arse the seeing to it needed. However, at the end of the night Ben took me back to my flat, and for the first he stayed over in my bed, fucking me several times before we both got up mid-morning on the Saturday. “So, Mr Wealthy Slutbags” he said as he sat down at the kitchen table, “what do you have planned now?” “Househunting” I replied, as I poured us both a coffee. “Well, that sounds like a daytime activity” he said. “Does that mean you’re free tonight?” “I am indeed” I said, smiling. “Good boy” he said. “In that case, a few of us guys want to give you the send-off you deserve.” “Oh?” I said, cocking an eyebrow as I walked over with our coffees. “It’s a surprise” he said, taking the cup out of my hand and then having a sip. “I’ll be back later to pick you up.” “What time?” “Whenever I feel like it” he replied, giving me a bit of a glare. “Oh, er, yes, sir, of course” I stammered, surprised at how we had switched from pleasant chatting to our normal dominant-submissive relationship. He winked at me. “Just kidding boy” he said. “But seriously, be ready and cleaned out from 5 o’clock and I’ll be here at some point after that.” I breathed out in relief at his warmer tone. “OK, I will be” I replied, “sir”. He smiled at me as I added the last word after a short pause. “What should I wear?” I asked. “Jockstrap” he said. “I’ll bring the rest.” “Oh” I said, suddenly understanding that this was not going to be night out drinking or clubbing with the guys. “OK sir.” With that, the conversation switched back to what I was now going to do with my life. We talked about where I would look to live, where I wanted to travel, the things I would buy, and the people in my life I would take care of. He never once made even the remotest suggestion that I should include him in any of that, and actually gave me some really good advice about how to dish out my winnings to my loved ones without causing offence or creating rifts between everyone. It was then that I decided he would be a beneficiary, once I’d figured out the perfect gift to give him. Ben left later that morning, and I spent the day registering with various high-end property consultants so that I could arrange some meetings the following week and start my search. I spoke to my parents, read a heartwarming and unexpected email from Rachel’s mum, and also got on to a few other websites to begin splashing out on things I’d always wanted to own. Then, later on, I headed for the bathroom and began a really deep clean, getting myself all washed out inside, shaving my chest, having a good shower, and then sorting out my hair. I then selected my favourite black jockstrap and put it on, doused myself in the Armani fragrance I loved, and then made my way downstairs to wait for Ben. Whatever the night held in store, I was ready and eager to find out.

I've played with a decent number of guys who are not on meds since I got on PrEP including several CumUnion events and bath houses and I'm still neg. I currently have a regular fuck buddy (20yo college guy) who I play with almost every week and sometimes more who is not on meds and has a HVL. He pretty much lives to poz other college bois and has converted a good number since he came here for school. (We joke he is responsible for Texas A&M's student health services issuing a HIV notice last year due to an increase in cases.) Despite his toxic seed, he hasn't knocked me up. There is of course a slight risk since nothing is 100% certain and effective, but I have much greater chance of being hit by a car on the way to his apartment than getting pozzed by him while on PrEP.

I liked reconnecting with Jason, the high school quarterback I caught fucking my first boyfriend. I had seen him a few more times at bars, clubs, parties, bathhouses. He was always getting fucked. I mean, so was I, but it seemed like he never stopped fucking. As the months wore on, I got busier at work and then spent the summer teaching remedial courses for extra cash. I wasn't going out much then, but I was on the apps and adam4adam. I was getting fucked regularly. When I saw Jason again, the gorgeous football player was gaunt and haggard. I ran into him at a bathhouse and was just stunned when he stopped me to say hi. We got fucked and bred next to each other in the hallway by two frat boys. I was looking at Jason as we got fucked bareback and bred. He was still incredibly attractive, but that was all covered over by a layer of "worn out." I went home that night and told myself that I had to slow down. I'd ruin my chances of getting a boyfriend if everyone could have me so easily. I'd also end up looking so tired and "worn out." That was not my path. I decided. Then Grindr hit in 2009. I was hooked. I was on it regularly and my ass was getting pumped full of a lot of guys' cum. Condoms were almost cliche with my hookups, only some of them even mentioned using one. I didn't even really need to go to Manhattan to hit the bars. I liked to go to Manhattan though and turn on Grindr. I'd be getting nailed pretty quickly. This app was amazing. So many horny hot guys. I started in a new school in Queens during the Fall 2009. It was really difficult. I was making progress with the class over time though. It just took so much effort that I didn't really have time for anything else - including Grindr. I got fucked maybe once a month all during the school year and summer(taught remedial again). That was not enough. My hole was twitchy. It needed cock. And, I knew deep down, it needed cum. When I looked up from work in Fall 2010, it seemed like the world had changed. Marriage Equality was coming! It hadn't happened in NY yet, but we all knew it would. It seemed like guys couldn't wait though and were going to other states to get hitched. I saw Facebook photos, received wedding invitations, and generally thought I was so disconnected from it all. Guys I met in college. Couples I fucked around with. Guys I'd seen for years in the bathhouses and at parties. Guys that just met for the first time. All getting married. That's when it hit me. I hadn't even been asked on a date in 6 years. 6 years! I was stunned. I'd had hundreds of sex partners in that time, but no dates. My depression worsened and I was starting to have trouble leaving the house. Sara, my previous roommate now dating my brother, got me to see a doctor and get on drugs. It took a few months, but I was starting to feel better again. It helped to walk the city at night and take the train. Not sure why, but being in the lively city helped me feel more alive. On one of my walks, I ran into Steve. It was so good to see him. We hugged in the middle of the street and talked for an hour without moving. Steve is great! He has a good job, is well adjusted, dating a guy (not seriously). We decided to grab a drink. One drink turned into a full night of dancing shirtless. It was so much fun. Steve texted me the next day and asked if I want to go to a party he heard about - Under 35 Only, Exclusive Party. It was held in an unfinished loft style building on the West Side. The place is fitted out for the party, rooms separated by curtains and sheer drapery, couches, tables, bars. It was dimly lit. Guys had to strip to their underwear to gain entrance. There was a flat $100 fee, but liquor was free inside. I looked around and all the guys were young and gorgeous. I was hesitant at first because I felt really fat compared to these guys. Steve stepped in and said, "Fuck man. You are as hot as I remember. When did you start wearing jockstraps?" He winked at me and we went for drinks. He made me feel more confident. We were in line for drinks and I saw my old roommate John. I was happy to see him. He looked great and twinky as ever. So cute. I introduced John and Steve. We all hung out for our first round and then split up to look for guys to fuck. The crowd was starting to make out and fuck around. My hole was ready. I needed to get fucked tonight. A muscle guy stopped me and we chatted for a bit. I leaned in and felt his chest and he felt my ass. He kissed me. We made out for awhile. Then he turned me around. He felt my ass. He said, "Are you a bottom?" I said I was. He said, "Good." He rubbed against my back and pulled my hand back to rub his cock. It was a good cock. I stroked him and pushed his briefs down to get his cock out. He said, "Get it wet." I turned around and got on my knees. I looked around briefly and guys were having sex all over the place. I took his cock in my mouth. He was trimmed and freshly showered. He tasted really good. I sucked on him for about 5 minutes before he pulled me up and turned me around. He rubbed up on my back and lowered himself to his knees. He spread my ass and jammed his tongue in my hole. He tongue fucked me for a bit and ate my ass. He slid up my body again, feeling me the entire time. His cock resting on my ass. He spit in his hand a few times and wet his cock. He pointed it at my hole and pushed. I pushed back and his head popped in. As he slipped inside me further he whispered, "I'm in you raw. Do you want me to use a condom?" I moaned and pushed back some more. I said, "No. It feels good like this." That's when he slid all the way in. We didn't say anything else to each other until the end when he was fucking me with short strokes really quickly. He whispered, "I'm going to cum in your ass." I softly replied, "Do it. Cum in me." He did. His cum felt good and warm. I smiled. He turned me around again, pulled my jockstrap down and sucked my cock. That felt really good too. I was on edge and going to cum in his mouth soon. I looked around and saw bottom boy John getting nailed hard by a short redhead. He was going to town on John's ass and John was clearly loving it. He had his hands pressed against the wall and was moving his ass in rhythm with the redhead's cock. As I watched, I got a bit distracted and realized I wasn't going to cum so quickly anymore. I put my hand on my top's head and turned my attention back to him. I was getting close again when I heard John say, "Yeah, fill me up." Safe-sex only John. Always condoms John. Good boy John. Going to study AIDS John. Always warning me about unprotected sex John. There was a guy pulling his cock out of John's ass and his cock was bare. No condom. I had just seen John take a load from a dude he didn't know. Fuck that was so hot! I came in my top's mouth and he swallowed my load. My top and I hung for a bit, but then parted ways. I couldn't find John, but did find Steve. Steve had just fucked a cute black guy. Steve said, "Let's go to my place and fuck. I want your ass." We went to Steve's place. We hung out, he fucked me bareback, bred me, made me beg for his cum, and we slept. We woke up in the morning, fucked again and again and again. I really liked Steve. Steve and I started dating that day. We were pretty inseparable. It was really a good time being with him. I didn't feel the same way about Steve that I felt about Eli, Justin or Connor. It wasn't a burning passion. It was more comfortable and easier. I liked Steve.

The next morning I was awoken by Ben pushing his rod into me. It was dry and hurt, so I reached out and grabbed the tube of lube from the bedside table in front of me. Applying some to my hands I quickly reached back and rubbed some on his dick, before sticking my fingers in to my hole to try to relax and lube them. Ben allowed this for a few seconds, before swatting my hand away and pushing his dick in. This time he managed to sink it fully inside me, and although it hurt I put up no further protest. I lay on my side and he fucked me until he blew a third load into my hole, before he pulled out, got off the bed and headed into the shower. I heard him lock the bathroom door, so I guess he didn’t want company. We didn’t say anything to each other until we were standing waiting for the lift, both washed and dressed for the day. “You sore?” he asked, a little gruffly. “Yes” I said, continuing to stare up at the LED display to see the lift approaching our floor, “but I’ll live.” We met Mitch and Rob down at breakfast, where they had already been for a while. Ben sat down and waited for a coffee to arrive, but I was hungry so asked Rob to order a cappuccino for me while I went to the buffet. Coming back with a plate of food I saw Rob and Mitch looking at me quizzically, slightly smiling. I tried to avoid their gaze, wondering why the sudden attention my way, but when I was seated, had put my napkin on my lap and picked up my cutlery, the two of them were still staring at me. Ben, meanwhile, was checking his phone but had a smirk on his face. “So” I said, blushing a bit, “how was your night?” “It was good” said Mitch, still smirking. “Er, great” I said, forcing a smile at him. At this point he looked away, but the smile didn’t go. I was now convinced that Ben had told them what had happened last night. “So” said Ben, breaking an uncomfortable silence that had then ensued. “We all know what the plan is for today?” With that, and to my relief, conversation turned to work. There was a lot to do, and I was able to focus on the job at hand for most of the day, only really being brought back to reality when I sat down without care and realised how tender my thrice-fucked arse was. We worked all through the day, eating lunch during a meeting so as not to waste time, and it wasn’t until gone 7pm that we finished. A few of the people we had been working with took us to a nearby bar for some drinks, and we once again ended up having tapas for dinner rather than staying out to go to a restaurant at the late hour the locals tended to eat. We then walked back to the hotel, taking in the vibrancy of the city after dark. No-one suggested stopping for a drink anywhere as I thought they would, and indeed no-one was really talking. I was feeling pretty self-conscious after the weirdness at breakfast, so kept my trap shut too. Back at the hotel we piled into the lift in silence, and then Rob and Mitch got off at the third floor without even a ‘goodnight’. Ben and I then continued on up to level five, and headed to our room. “Bathroom” Ben said gruffly as I closed the bedroom door. “Sorry?” “Get in the bathroom” he commanded. I stood and stared at him for a moment, and then found myself complying. I walked into the bathroom, with him following close behind. Once inside, he pushed me towards the sink and bent me over, my silk tie resting on the taps. He then reached around my front and undid my trousers, pushing them and my trunks down to my knees. I watched in the mirror as he then undid his own trousers and pushed them down a bit, reached into one of the pockets and pulled out a sachet of lube, ripped it open with his teeth and then I felt it squirting between my arsecheeks. Seconds later his cock was against my tightened hole, and I did the best I could to allow him access as he pushed in. However, he had not rimmed or fingered me at all, and it hurt like a bitch. I yelled out as he popped in. “Shut up!” he said, pushing himself the rest of the way in. Then, without any pausing to let me get used to the invasion, he started fucking me deep and hard. I know I had my eyes squeezed shut at first, but in time I opened them again and looked in the mirror. As much as it hurt, it was a hell of a turn-on to see both Ben and I fully dressed in business suits, but with him fucking the daylight out of me. He didn’t last long before he bred me, and then ripped his cock from my hole. “Get undressed and get on the bed” he commanded, as he pulled me up and pushed me out the door. He then shut and locked the door to do, well, I don’t know what. I stood in shocked amazement for a bit, and then started to get my jacket, tie and shirt off. I removed my watch and chucked it on my bed, then sat on the end of his to get fully naked. I paused again, and then climbed up on to the bed and positioned myself on all fours. While I waited I remembered the tube of lube from this morning, so crawled over and retrieved it from the drawer. I applied some to my fingers and then reached back to work it into my hole, trying to stretch myself a bit. Ben’s dick had already done a number on me back there, but it had hurt throughout so I wanted to get a bit more relaxed if he was going to fuck me again. Ben came back out of the bathroom, and our eyes met as I looked back over my shoulder at him. “On all fours” he said, before going towards the bedroom door. I heard him open it, not knowing what the fuck was going on, but when I then heard the clear sounds of more than Ben walking into the room everything fell into place for me. “Fuck” I heard Mitch say, “you weren’t joking!” “Is he ready?” asked Rob. “Slut’s all yours” replied Ben. “Just bred him, so he’s good to go.” Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck. That’s pretty much where my head was at. I looked back at them as they stripped out of their clothes, not quite believing what was about to happen to me. But I didn’t protest. I don’t know why, but I didn’t protest. Rob went first, stepping up to my rear end and slapping me with his cock a few times. He saw the tube of lube next to me and grabbed it, applying some to his cock for which I was grateful. He then pushed against my hole and slipped inside, and I was pleased to find that he didn’t have the girth of Ben. He was much longer though, and as he went deeper inside I found myself moaning as new parts of me were opened up. “He loves it” said Mitch, who then came round to the other end of the bed. He kneeled on the mattress and shuffled forward, presenting his erect dick to my face. Without a great deal of choice in the matter, I opened my mouth and allowed him to push inside. And so it was that my first spitroasting began. Rob got himself fully buried, and then began to piston in and out of my recently-virgin hole, while Mitch set up a rhythm in my mouth. Somehow I managed to swallow his cock without gagging, and so my throat got deflowered by Mitch as Ben had done to my arse the day before. The two of them started thrusting in sync, so that I was getting reamed at both ends in tandem. I have to admit, even though my mind was screaming, it felt amazing. I relaxed into it, letting the two guys use my holes. In time, they swapped places, and I got to savour the various tastes now coating Rob’s cock as he thrust it in and out of my throat, while Mitch took over the reins at the back end. They swapped back once more before Rob blew his load in my arse, and then Mitch went back there and hammered me for a bit longer until he too had bred me. Ben took over at this point, ramming into me and dumping another load. By that point Rob was back in gear so he gave me another fucking, and then Mitch added his second load of goop to my overflowing hole. They rested for a while on my bed, cracking open some beers it appeared the other guys had brought with them, and I turned over an lay on my back trying to recover. None of them spoke to me at all, just chatting between them about what a good hole I was, how I compared to the girls or guys they fucked back home, and how many loads they thought they could get up me before we went back to London. They were clearly trying to themselves aroused again while my holes lay unused, and it worked. Still lying on my back, I then took one more load from each of them with my legs up on their shoulders, before they called it a night. Rob and Mitch threw on their trousers and shirts and headed off, while Ben climbed in to my bed. I lay on his for a bit longer, and then sat up and looked over at him. “Should I get in with you?” I asked softly, the first time I had spoken in a long while. He didn’t respond, but just threw back the covers. I climbed in turned around and rested back against him on my side. I could feel his cock was hardening again, so reached back and took hold of it. I briefly rubbed it, and then guided it back into my gaping hole. Ben let out a moan of appreciation, and threw his arm over me to hug me in. Sleep then took us both, with him buried to the hilt inside me.

I live in Las Vegas and for a town called Sin City, it can really be hit or miss if you're a bottom. But I'll never forget the time that I was essentially raped at Entourage, one of the two remaining bathhouses here in town. I'd been out with a couple of friends and we'd gone to Badlands, a somewhat old style saloon in the same commercial center where Entourage is located. I was feeling buzzed and was in no condition to drive home so as we said our goodbyes, my buddies went their way and I walked over to Entourage. As it was roughly 2:00 AM on a Friday night, all the rooms were taken up and I had to settle for a locker. I figured I'd just wait til a room was available and get some sleep then. In the meantime, I figured I'd check out the action. I undressed and walked around with the towel over one shoulder, which, for the most part, covered my cock, but which left my ass visible. The hallways and TV room were nearly empty and, as I made my way around, I could see that most doors were closed. I silently regretted those last two Jack and cokes I'd had because they were beginning to hit me and all I wanted was to lay down somewhere quiet and get some rest. That's when I saw Him walking towards me: good looking, muscular, 20 something year old dark haired stud with a USMC tattoo on his right pec and a beer can thick cock hanging between his legs. He walked past me without acknowledgement, but as I turned to look over my shoulder, I caught him doing the same, apparently staring at my ass. For the next few minutes, as I looked for a place to lay down, I would occasionally see him in my peripheral vision, stalking me as if I were his prey. I finally made my slightly disoriented way into the empty dark room and lay face down on a waist high platform, ready to get some shut eye and oblivious to the fact that the stud had followed behind me and was standing a mere few feet from me, fisting his thick cock and making plans for my hole. As I lay there on the verge of sleep, I suddenly felt him straddle my ass, spread my cheeks with both hands, and what felt like a baseball bat pressing against my asshole, trying to stretch it against its obvious resistance. The shock and pain woke me the fuck up and in a drunken slur I said "Please don't, you're really big." Without saying a word he backed off and I could hear him pop open some lube and begin to jack his cock. I naively thought that that was the end of it when he suddenly lay his full weight on my back, clamped one hand around my mouth, and used his other hand to maneuver his now slick cock between my cheeks and started using that big mushroom head as a battering ram. The slippery lube and his insistence gradually spread my hole and with an almost audible pop, his cock head forced its way through my sphincter and I heard him groan savagely as I lay there and saw stars from the pain of the sudden invasion. I tried getting up from under him but he used his body weight to hold me down and as he shoved the remaining length of his hole wrecker in me, he hissed into my ear, "I'm fucking balls deep in you now, just fucking take it." I felt helpless as I lay there and felt him bucking his hips and sliding his thick fucker in and out of me, feeling his huge cock head drag and push my insides as he shoved in and out of my guts. In the back of my mind, I was worried and scared because I knew I was essentially getting raped by a big dicked stud who hadn't even contemplated putting a condom on before spearing my guts with his huge cock. But in the forefront, I was beginning to really enjoy the fuck as I he would slam balls deep and ram directly onto my prostate. I couldn't help it and I started moaning uncontrollably against his hand on every down stroke. He soon noticed and that seemed to turn him on. He started getting more vocal, whispering encouragements into my ear, "That's right, fuck yeah, I knew you'd love my cock.....yeah, take my fucking cock all in you..... Yeah, your tight little pussy is gonna make me cum..... Yeah, I'm gonna fill you up with my load." The rhythm of the cock pistoning in and out of my ass began to become more frantic, even as I recognized a complete stranger was about to shoot his cum into my unprotected hole. His breathing became more ragged as he suddenly pushed himself as deep into me as he could and froze in place as I could feel his cock twitching and throbbing balls deep in me as he flooded my guts with his cum and groaned, "Fuck yeah, knocking your ass up with my seed! Yeah, take it all bitch, take my babies in you, fucking take my load!" My hole spasmed around his cock, responding to the stimulus as he lay on top of me, his heart beating like a jack rabbit and his cock still throbbing with the last jets of his orgasm. He pulled his cock out of me and I felt empty as the cool air hit my now puffed up ass lips. He smacked my left ass cheek and said, "Keep my cum in you and let it do its job, cumdump." With that advice he got off of me and walked back into the darkness. I lay there confused and conflicted as my military rapist's cum slowly trickled out of my hole and ran down my balls to join the load I'd unexpectedly shot as he took my ass and made it his cumdump.

Bbbtmdoc posted on Thursday May 20, 2010 - 10:14 am It was the first night I had ever been away from home. I had just gotten settled in my dorm and David, my roommate and I, were watching a little TV when he want to take a shower before bed. I sat there and watched as he stripped down and grab his shit for his shower. I couldn't help but notice how nice David's 6'1” body was, how nice his chest was. As I followed his body down to he beautiful 6-pack abs and the treasure trail that made its way to a gorgeous set of cock and balls. He looked like he was seven inches soft, which lead me to speculate what his length was when erect. Just as quickly, however, I realized the whole line of thoughts was a bit strange as I had never had a gay thought before today, but for some reason David made me think these things. I just thought something must have come over me when David showed me his body. Any how, as David took his shower I decided to hit the rack, so I striped down to my boxers. I normally slept in the nude, but didn't think David would be hip on the thought of a naked roommate in the bed next to his. I started to drift off to sleep when David came back in our room. Although the only light on in the room was the light from the closet, I could still see David's bod and I thought for a second his cock was no longer hanging between his legs, but was actually jutting out somewhat. Then David turned-off the light and headed for his bed. I recall that he never put anything on when he was in his closet. I floated off to sleep and was half in and out of sleep when I felt it, maybe around midnight, maybe a little later: it was David's hand. He had climbed into the bed with me and was laying behind me, his hand on my stomach, and moving downwards towards my belly button, down to the waist band of my boxers, touching and rubbing me through the fabric. It was getting in his way, and I knew he was going to move it, I knew he was going to try and put his hand in there. "Please..." I whispered, "Please, don't." David stopped rubbing, but he held his hand there, right at the waistband of the boxers. He moved his body really close to me, I could feel the bed move as his body touched mine through the only thing between me and his hand, my boxers. His mouth moved almost up to my ear, his warm breath touched my ear lobe. "It's ok Chad, no one's gonna know. I just want you to feel good," and after a tiny pause, continuing to say "I want to make you feel better - I want to make everything okay. I want to MAKE you......" a pause and then I felt his tongue and mouth touch the inside of my ear, then he sucked in my ear lobe, and I moaned deeply never feeling something like that before, my body starting to shake, my entire insides responding. "Besides," he whispered again, "I know you want this. I saw how you looked at me when I took off my underwear. Just let me do this you...please let me take you, I know you want it," and again his tongue went in my ear and his hand traveled into my boxers. I was almost immediately hard, my whole body shaking from the heat, from the images of David, and from David's tongue in my ear. "Please," I pleaded, "please don't!" David responded by kissing down my ear to the side of my neck.. He suckled there for a second. The sensation of his lips sucking me just got me more and more excited. He tossed-away the sheet and kissed the middle of my neck, rubbing my stomach and kissed his way from my neck line to my chin, and from to my lips. They were full and hot, almost on fire, as his body moved completely up against me, his naked, hard body pressing into mine. Electricity shot through us as he grabbed me through my boxers and the kiss turned into one I accepted as I just started losing control to his strength. I let him in as his lips tasted me, then opened my mouth, without any thoughts on my part. I felt his tongue enter me, and I groaned really loudly, completely lost in whatever was happening. "Shhhh," David said quietly his hands tugging at my boxers, "we don't want anyone to hear." I just kind of nodded as he looked into my eyes. His blue eyes were so intense - so bright in the soft moonlight. I knew I didn't want this, but I knew it was going to happen. My boxers came down over my hard cock, and his full lips were on me sucking mine then probing me with his tongue, feeling my own tongue and sucking at it deep. Again, I moaned, and David kissed down my neck line again to the area between my pecs. "It's so smooth, and your little body is so hot" he whispered as his tongue started touching each pec, each nipple, bathing them as I squirmed and moved against his briefs as he ground himself against me. He touched my abs and then kissed them too. "It's gonna feel so good, these tanned abs moving when you feel me inside," he said as his tongue moved to my belly button, and he lightly sucked down my stomach my hard, throbbing cock. I moaned again, and got completely lost in him, not even really understanding what he was saying. "Oh God, you're so fuckin' hot," he moaned as we kissed. I came back to myself for a second, and half tried to extract myself from his hold - shit was just so fucked up, half-whimpering "Please, David.... please...." He just smiled at me. He came up again this time his lips were on mine in less than a second, and I could feel his strength, his whole body, full of athleticism and stamina pushing against me as his mouth forced against mine. The kiss was so deep, and so full, our bodies tight against each other. I felt it for what again seemed like forever, our mouths quickly moving, tongues touching and swirling, my body crying and moaning as David tasted all of me, both of us starting to really sweat. David broke the kiss and smiled at me, his teeth so white in the light from the moon. "I'm going to suck you, the way only a man can." He kissed me again hungrily, his tongue touching deep in my mouth. I moaned as I felt his hard tongue, his hard pecs against mine, his strong hands feeling my abs, rubbing my torso and my chest, trying to press himself harder and harder against my body. I just closed my eyes, and felt his strength as my head moved back while David broke-off the kiss again, licked down my neck and sucked, sucking so hard noise reverberated in my head, like the sound of someone quickly sucking on noodles. I knew the hickey was going to be there long afterwards. I knew it, but by then I just didn't care. I was so overwhelmed by David, by his strength, by his kisses. He kept sucking his way down, licking my sweaty chest, tongue kissing my stomach, my heaving abs, the area below my belly button. He licked down from there to my pubes, and stopped. I passively lay there, my eyes closed, but registering his pause, I looked-up to see he was staring at me, and as our eyes met, an amazing electrical charge shot between us. After a second, he smiled and I felt my rock hard cock getting ready to spurt on my crotch. He smiled again, and went back to licking my black pubes, then tongue-kissing the head of my cock, which was now leaking pre-cum like a faucet. "Oh, you taste so sweet" David whispered as his mouth and lips plunged down my six inch cock, which, of course, was at full staff. "Uhhhh... Ohhhh.. Fuck..." I cried as I felt David licking and tasting. His mouth was so hot, and he knew how to pleasure me. He knew how to use his tongue, and knew how much pressure to apply as he went down and came back up. He moved faster and faster, and I felt myself really leaking, little moans were escaping my mouth as David sucked my cock. "Uh, uh uh, ehhhh ehhhhhh uhhhhhhh" I moaned as his eyes looked-up at me. His lips were so perfect and my cock was rock hard solid. I totally stopped worrying, and just let it happen, my cock and balls so tight, so ready to blow. I wanted to push his head all the way down on my shaft when he stopped at the end, but he did it for me, moving so quickly, swallowing all of me, his nose in my pubes. "Shitt..." I moaned, as I looked down at him again, holding it there, and I trying to fuck into his mouth, trying to give him what he wanted. My balls welled-up, but David quickly stopped sucking me, grabbed my balls, and held them still, whispering "You can't cum yet. I have more lined-up for you." "Ohhhh Fuckkkk," I cried, trying to turn my cock towards his mouth, and frustrated that he didn't finish me. He just kept hold of my balls and inspected them, slowly touching my hairless sac with his tongue. Then he took my nuts into his mouth, alternating between them, first one, then the other. "Uhhh, owww..." I moaned again, this time in a mix of pleasure and pain. David moved down my sac, and this time used his tongue kisses in the place below my balls, before my asshole. Nudging my legs apart with his strong hands, his tongue touched me in a place I had never been touched. "Ohhh," I whimpered, feeling his tongue go lower and lower wetting me, giving my hairless skin a bath as he was going towards my ass. "What are you fucking doing?" I blurted out, never having felt anything like this before. "Just lay back, I know you're gonna like this" David said as he lifted my legs, leaned over, and inserted his tongue into my asshole. "Ohhh" I cried. His tongue scraped along it while David's muscles kept me propped up. His tongue touched my outer hole, and then swirled around the inside, tasting me, giving me a warm and hot feeling, something I had never felt there before. "Ohhh dude, you don't have any hair here.... It's so hot..." he whispered, as his tongue darted around the lips of my asshole. "Ahhhhhh, fuck dude," I cried as David darted it in and tried to stick his tongue completely in my ass. I was still rock solid hard this feeling only made me hornier; I whimpered in pleasure, and David, of course, knew I was in ecstasy, and as such, was totally vulnerable, he knew I was his for the taking. Coming up for air, David looked down at me, and I felt his hard cock prodding my asshole, and, having made his intensions clear, he positioned my legs against my chest, and lay directly on top of me, face-to-face, kissing me really hard, and coincidentally giving me a taste of my cock and ass. "Ehhhh, ahhh.. nooooo... MMMmmm, ohhhhh" we both moaned. The kiss was hot and deep, and our bodies, all muscular and strong, prepared for the next level of pleasure as his hard cock rubbed against my ass. David continued to kiss me, probing the back of my mouth, his tongue trying to reach down my throat. I returned his passion, and he held me with his arms, even as he reached under the pillow to locate a bottle which he flicked-open in one deft motion. Now sitting on top of me, his knees controlled my torso. I remember thinking the moonlight made his pecs and stomach look extraordinarily white, as I admired his heaving muscles and his treasure trail, which glistened with sweat and pre-cum. I felt his hands move down me again as he shifted his weight to my right side. His hands were slick with something now, something that smelled of coconuts and he touched my abs with it, rubbing them slick with some sort of..... oil. "MMmmm" he moaned as his lips met mine, the kiss turned directions, and sped up as his hand moved to my belly button again, then down to my pubes and then my cock. "Ohhhh... Ohhhhh... uuhhhhhh...Shit" I groaned as his hand slicked it all up mixing my sweat with the oil. My balls reared up again, and the kiss went deeper. "Uh Uhhh...." David moaned into our kiss as he quickly moved his hands to my balls. touching them with the lube. I wanted to cum so bad that I tried to move my hand to my cock, trying my best to jerk off. David grabbed me though, and gave me look that told me no. He placed them on his sides just above his slim waist. His fingers moved lower then and touched the smooth area under my balls, and slicked it moving his hand even lower. I broke the kiss, not understanding what he was doing... "Dude fuckin stop, what the fuck are you doing? Don't touch me there." I said out of breath, as his hand kept moving lower. "It's ok," he said, "I'm just touching you, just feeling you. I want to touch you with this lube the way I touched you with my tongue." He smiled, and his teeth were so white, so beautiful to me at that moment, and I knew then that I was attracted to David, that I wanted him, that I wanted this. David was moving his body down again spreading my legs with his knees. He kissed down my chest, he licked my abs to taste the lube, and settled on his knees in between my legs. His face and body were turning me on now, and I was completely hard. I needed him to get me off. His hand started lubing underneath my balls again, and immediately, he took my cock in his mouth, bobbing slowly as he used his lips up and down, looking up into my face. "Shit... Ohhhhhh" I groaned as I squirmed feeling his mouth on me. His fingers were moving lower at the same time, and before I knew it, one was touching my asshole. David moved it around the ring and pressed at it, wetting me with lube while trying to push in. It as obvious that it was hard for him, and I moved back, trying to push it away with my hole. David just held me tight, and kept up the pressure. He started rubbing my slick tummy with his other hand, and licking my cock with his tongue. "Üh... Owwww ... Please stop!" I cried as David's finger kept putting pressure at my hole, his mouth completely down on my shaft. I groaned again when he used his mouth to suck me, and almost came as bucked into him. He grabbed at me again with his free hand, and held me in place, immobilizing my hips and stomach. He just had me deep throated when the finger finally penetrated, and he slowly pushed it inside me. "Fuck!!!" I cried out as David held me in place with his hand on my stomach, his finger in my hole. "Shhhhh... Dude, you gotta be quiet." David whispered as he brought his mouth from my dick, then went straight back down again, sucking me all the way deep. Ühhhh..." I moaned, as his lips moved up and down, his finger prodded and pushed, filling me, pushing something, putting pressure in me that I had never felt before. The finger pushed harder, and this time it went further inside me. I groaned really loud as he touched something inside there, my most private place. "Owww Ohhhhh." I cried as David's touch sent a shock through me, his finger deliberately playing with something he knew. He held me there deep throated with his hand still rubbing my tummy, I felt his other fingers tracing outside my hole and groaned again as David was pushing harder to slip another one inside me. "Ohhhhh, owwwww, sttttoppppp" I groaned as his middle finger met his index finger inside my asshole. They moved in unison, in and out of my ass making a soft noise with the lube as Kyle mouth slurped at my cock, his saliva making noises as he moved. Uhhhhh.... take it out David, please take it out"...." I whispered as David looked up at me, his mouth still slurping and full of my cock. I felt him remove his fingers, and this time his tongue moved down my dick. I felt relieved, having those fingers out, but there was this weirdness.... this empty feeling as he pulled out. My cock was still so rock solid, and David just kept playing with it, sucking me, then holding me in place. "Ohhhhhh Shiiit! Shitttttt..... Fuckin finish me David, pleaaaase!" My balls started to well, and I could feel the cum building. Again though David came off me, and grabbed my balls with his hand, squeezing them hard. I winced. "Not yet, bro... You're gonna cum, and I want you to feel it... The way I know you want to." I moaned out in confusion and lust, and knew I was being loud, but the sweat, the sex, the muscles, and the stud made me stop caring. His mouth took my balls again, and put each in his mouth slowly bathing them with his tongue. "Ahhhhh..." I moaned louder, stopping David in his tracks. He came off my balls, and used his strong arms to back his knees up a little bit. Then he moved his power under my legs, his veins straining in his biceps as he got under them, lifting each of them on his tight shoulders, using his power to move forward. Instantly, I felt his athleticism and strength, felt his ability pushing up against me, holding me. His strong body reared forward, moving my legs to my chest and forcing our faces together, going in for the deepest kiss we had shared. "Uhhhhh ohhhhh" I moaned as his tongue touched me all the way deep, probing me, pushing up and back against my tonsils and my throat as his throbbing dick pushing against my naked ass. Ähhhhhhhh Ahhhh... Uhhhhhhhhh" I moaned as David passionately kissed me, and, after breaking-off the kiss, looking deeply into my face. He was now covered in sweat, his face was red, but the rest of him was pure white in the moonlight. His chest was so hard, and the light made him look so strong and powerful, as his veins were moving in his arms, his six pack breathing quickly and his veins leading down his tapered waist, to his still throbbing cock. In the light, I could still see his treasure trail was glistening with sweat. My eyes wandered back to his, and David smiled, his teeth so white and so beautiful to me in the moonlight. I never would have thought something like that about a guy... not until this. "Chad," he said lightly, "now you gotta be quiet, I don't want anyone on the floor to hear us, I don't want anyone to find out...." he said, moving his body back hard against mine, pressing into me, pressing his six pack into my cock. I was still so hard. "Now I'm going to take you. I'm going to give it to you and I am going to make you cum. It's gonna hurt at first, but you're gonna cum while we fuck, I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU..." he whispered hard. His mouth met mine again and he was on me, our bodies completely hard against each other, my legs anchored against his shoulders. I was utterly lost in my connection with him. The lube and the sweat was making it slick between us, and he rubbed his cock against me, his tongue battling mine in my mouth, trying to push even farther, even deeper than he ever had. His chest raised a little and I felt him rub my nipples as we groaned lightly together as he pinched and moved. His body went further back as we kissed, and I watched in the moonlight that shone through our dorm room window as his hands moved down. And that's when I realized what was going to happen.... it came to me literally as David's hard sweaty cock came rubbed against my lubed asshole. He was going to put it inside me, and I immediately groaned a "noooooooo" into our kiss. David just took control and used his body weight against me as I wrestled and started to fight, using my muscles to push. Again he held me with his tightness, his slick and strong body keeping me in place. I felt his cock starting to touch my ass. The heat from it was fire as it moved against my ass as I struggled, my hole dripping wet from the sweat and lube that David had given me, that he used to loosen me with. He started to bear down, using his weight against me, his leverage keeping my legs up against me, keeping me in place and up against his body. He held me there as the kiss continued still, even as I tried to push him away. I felt his cock touch the lips of my hole, and I looked back to the mirror, helpless, watching as David''s tight bubble ass moved his cock up and down my lubed hole. Ähhhh fuck" I said into our kiss again, trying to turn my mouth away. I turned toward the mirror over my dresser and saw David taking his free hand and moving back to his cock; he was trying to change angles now.. he was no longer moving it up and down the lubed lips of my hole, he was pointing it straight at my hole trying to push. "Nooooo, plreleeeeaaase.... I don't want this..." I cried into David's mouth as he finally broke our kiss. "Shhhhhishhhhhhhhh... it's ok..... You're really tight bro,but Im going to take you, and you will like it...... I promise.." he whispered as his mouth went to my ear. Ï'm going to make you take it, I'm going to make you cum." He gasped as his tongue went into my ear, he groaned and it went deeper. Then we both groaned as his cock was pressing against, then starting to go into my asshole. "Ahhhhhhhh.... fuck....."I cried out as David's tongue went all the way into my ear, and his cock started passing my ass ring, slowly pushing and burning as David held it in place, pushing his heat into my hole. "Breathe out.... fuckin' breathe out Chad.... I'm pushing, you need to take it!" he growled. I just cried out as he pushed, and David put his free hand over my mouth to muffle the scream. "Oh you're so fuckin hot Chad, you're so tight dude. I knew you would be this tight when I first saw your ass in those shorts you wore today." He gasped as he sucked on my neck, holding me in place with his strength while the pressure intensified. It was like I was being filled with something so deep inside me, the pain was hard, and it was pressure, but it also sent shudders and waves through my body, waves that made my cock fuckin hard. "I need you to be quiet or everyone on the floor will know." he said, as he held me there for a second, his cock half way in. I could feel his heat inside me and my ass muscles clenched.. We both moaned. "Unhhhhhh" David sighed, as he started rocking his hips just a little bit, he was poking and prodding my insides, trying to get me more used to his warmth. I cried in pain, and could feel the sweat drippin off of us. It was falling and swirling around my hole, I could feel it. I looked in the mirrror helplessly again, and saw David's tight ass moving, rocking around as he sent waves of pain through my body. I was really grunting then with every movement, feeling the pressure, the strength of David's body, his ass, and his cock. He was so athletic and so strong, I could feel it in his cock as he pressed in me. David moved again, and brought his mouth to mine. He kissed me as I just laid there with my lips open, breathing heavy from the pressure, the pain, and the waves in his movements. I wasn't kissing back I was just laying there breathing as I felt him move again. This time he stuck his tongue in my mouth, and moaned, as his hips pushed all the way forward and into me, burying his cock into my ass. "FUCK.." I cried out as David topped out, his pubes touching my hairless asshole, the pain moving ten fold. "Please take it out David, please..." I moaned. David just held me there and never broke the kiss. He was not moving his hips anymore, but his pelvis was just pressed all the way against my ass, his mouth was kissing me, his hands running over my lubed abs, as he held me tightly. He moaned into our next kiss, moved his hands up and down, and started slowly rocking his hips again lightly moving his cock around my insides. "uhh... uhhh... uhhhhnnnn" I moaned from the pain and the exertion, the sweat pouring down our bodies, down my back and all over my body. He kept lightly rocking, and it felt like my insides were moving with him. "Please... please... don't..." He didn't listen, and just started lightly pushing. A little to the left, then to the right and downwards then upwards. And that's when it hit me... that upswing that made my whole body shake, as we both groaned so loud. It felt like lightning struck my body, my whole head spun. David stopped kissing my open lips. "I'm hittin' it now, bro. I'm touching it. I knew you were a bottom, and now you're gonna feel it. Now, you're gonna take it." David pushed his lips against me deep then, and pressed on the upswing one more time, deep up in to me. "Ahhh, ahhhh ahh." I moaned and breathed quickly into the kiss as David pushed HARD... My whole insides shook again as the lightning turned to something. It was like that wave when I came during orgasm, my whole body +going tense as I would cum. It was that upswing, that feeling that gave me the lightning, that got me rock solid hard. "Ahhhhh.... ooooooh" I cooed as pain mixed with the feeling, and David started to pull out really slow. I was completely in the moment now, the room smelling of the coconut lube, our sweat, and our sex. I felt his cock move outwards and leave that place inside me, the pain feeling harsh again, as I groaned. "Mmmm, Uhhhhh," David grunted as his cock pushed hard back in to me, and I whimpered. "Owwww ahhhhhh, no, no" I moaned again into the kiss, but David didn't break. He pushed upwards again and the lightning hit, both of us letting out a grunt. "Take it," David growled into our kiss as this time he pulled out almost all the way of my hole. I felt empty and strange until he pushed back, long dicking me into an upward movement. "Ohhhhhhh Fuuuuck" I cried into our open mouths, as my cock went totally hard. I just completely turned now from complete pain and fear, and was so turned on now from the pain and the pleasure. I fought using my muscles as David pushed against my special place, his tongue mirroring the movement of his cock in my ass. "Ahhhh..." He started rearing again this time pulling almost totally out, leaving the head at my entrance, then jamming upwards, shaking my tight body as he fucked. He moved faster again, this time keeping the strokes closer together, fucking me in a rhythm as my bed started to shake with it. The room getting even hotter as he pulled out and pushed, fucking me..."uh, uh uh," I cried repetitively with each fuck. After about two minutes, each thrust started getting me harder, the pressure was becoming heat, and the heat was becoming sex, really fucking hard sex as David forced his athletic body deep into mine. His tongue staying in my mouth the whole time. Our bodies grunting with each stroke, with each fuck. "Uhhh Uhhh Uhh" he grunted as his strokes were moving so fast now --- all I could feel was the lightning and David's tongue as he fucked me hard, the sound of our moans and my ass squishing from his cock and lube making the only noises in the room. Our bodies were moving so hard, the exertion so tight. My abs rippled with every stroke, David's muscles strained as he shoved in to me, fucking me so deep. In between kisses, David started whispering to me periodically, telling me I was tough, that my body was so tight, and that my fuck was so hot. I looked in the mirror again, and it was David's bubble butt that was fucking into my hole this time, the force and the athleticism completely overpowering me, his muscular back moving so fast now, dripping with sweat. He moved his mouth to my ear again, and sucked my earlobe, as we both grunted. "I'm gonna make you cum now," he said as his hands grabbed mine, and he pushed all the way inside me, holding -- then starting – the fastest, hardest fuck he could. "Oh, Ohhhhhh" I cried as each stroke was so fast and so hard, the feeling just multiplied over and over and over again. We hit this rhythm that moved in milliseconds as I cried out, my abs contracting with each deep stroke. His body moving like a frickin stud, his muscles sweating and moving as he fucked. "Ow, oh oh oh ahhhhhh" I grabbed David's tight ass, feeling his strength as he plowed in to me, the bed shaking and our grunting getting louder. "Uh Uh Uh Uh" he repeated as he fucked, his ass flexing under my hands. My balls tightened without me even touching them..... "FUUUCKKK" I cried, as he reared up again, this time shoving so deep, to that perfect spot... My whole body stopping and shuddering, my balls welling all the way, as David shoved one more time, slamming our bodies against the bed, moaning as we met as one, the sweat, the smells, the breathing, the muscles. Our shaking was so intense. My balls just released, and I started to climax, my cum shooting everywhere, all over David's chest, in my face, and in my hair, my asshole squeezing David as I shot. "Oh, Oh, Ohhhhhhhh," I cried as David pressed all the way against me, his cock so hot and deep. "Fuckin' take it!" He moaned as he put his forehead against mine and shot load after load into me, filling my insides, mixing with the lube. "Ohh fuck" I cried as David held me tight still, his dick still deep inside. He moved his mouth down to mine, and we kissed fast at first, then slowing, tasting each other, as our lips moved and pressed, touched and parted, allowing our tongues to push in to the others' mouth. I felt him putting his hands on me then, slowly caressing me, my abs, my sides, then my smooth ass, as he moved me to my side, keeping his cock still firmly inside my asshole, still hard as his cum seeped deeper into my hole. He spooned with me with his strong arm, and we laid there as he kissed my neck, whispering to me, telling me how hot I was, how I was tight and small and strong, how good he could make me feel, how good we could fuck and that he impregnated me with his seed, his dirty, charged up seed. I stared forward blankly, still feeling his heat --- his cum in my ass, trying to comprehend what he meant by 'his dirty, charged seed?' “You are now mine, I own your ass. Soon you will get the fuck flu and when I take you for your first HIV test and it comes back poz I we will celebrate. I was shocked. David made me his poz bottom fuck bitch. The feelings became so strange as he kissed my neck and stroked my abs, then my pecs, then my pubes, and back again. I just started drifting off ... so tired and exhausted, as I stared into the dresser mirror. There were two naked, muscular boys laying together in the moonlight, the smell of sweat, sex, and something else moved through the air until I felt David slid his cock back into my ass again. “We need to make sure the seeding takes Chad.” I took four loads that night and every night after that until I got sick with the flu. David took care of me through my sickness and three months later I tested poz. David is the best guy I could have ever been paired with as a roommate.

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I discovered public toilets during my first year at university. I had been brought up in a very religious community in the north of Scotland and when I came down to Glasgow to start university I had just turned 18. I loved everything about living in the city. I had very little sexual experience and in many ways I was quite innocent but I masturbated frequently, thinking about fit lads and their cocks and balls and arses. I suppose I knew that things sometimes went on in public toilets but I had never really thought about it. Then one afternoon I didn't feel like studying so I went for a walk. I walked right through Kelvingrove Park and out the other end and after a while I came to another park which had a public toilet near the entrance. Genuinely needing to pee, I went in.... I knew as soon as I went in that something was going on. A cubicle door was shut quickly and I saw someone disappearing round the side to the sink area. An older guy was standing at the urinal and as I began to piss I sensed he was looking at me. I finished pissing but didn't put my cock away. Nothing happened for a minute or two and then the older guy turned towards me, showing me his hard cock I was shitting myself, but I turned towards him and showed him my cock and before long we were both wanking. He moved towards me and took hold of my cock. It was all I could do to stop myself shooting my load there and then but as he started to wank me, a cubicle door opened behind us. I turned round and saw a blond lad about my own age sitting on the toilet, his pants and trousers at his ankles and just then another guy came round from the sink area and went and stood in front of him. The older guy stopped wanking and went and stood in front of the cubicle, motioning to me to follow him. I really wanted to see what was happening so I followed him and soon I was watching the young lad suck the other guy's cock. I was more turned on than I had ever been and soon I had my cock out again, wanking as I watched the guy come in the young lad's mouth. When he had finished coming, he zipped himself out and left. I thought the show was over but the young lad motioned to me to come and stand in front of him. I hesitated for a moment but the older guy pushed me gently towards the young lad and soon my cock was in his mouth and I was being sucked off for the very first time. I cant tell you how good it felt and I knew I wouldn't last very long. The older guy was standing right behind me and I didn't stop him when he pulled my pants down to my knees and began to play with my arse, pulling my cheeks apart and fingering my arse hole. When he wet his finger and pushed it right up my hole I lost it and blew my load right into the young lad's mouth. I was out of there in seconds, mortified by what I had done but also more turned on than I had ever been. I remembered my upbringing and vowed to myself that I would never to anything like that again. That vow lasted about a week and then I was back there. I got sucked off again and enjoyed every minute of it. I started going there regularly and sucked my first cock in there. One afternoon the blond lad who had sucked me off was in there again. This time he was bent over the toilet being fucked by an older guy. I watched and wanked as the guy came up his arse and, though I had the chance to take my turn fucking him, I just wasn't quite ready to do that yet so I watched and wanked as another guy fucked him and shot my load down the tiles of the cubicle wall as he too shot his load up the young blond lad. A few weeks later I was in a toilet I had discovered near the university and I was sucking off a tall dark haired guy. He told me he lived nearby and asked me if I wanted to come back to his flat and fuck him. I liked him - he was tall and geeky looking, early to mid 30s and I liked his smile so I said yes and followed him to his flat. Soon I was sucking his cock again and then he pulled me up and we both stripped off (my first time naked with another guy!) and carried on sucking each other. Then he asked me to fuck him and laid back on the bed with his legs in the air. I was very horny but also quite nervous and somehow I just couldn't quite get my cock up him. I thought he would laugh at me but he was very patient with my fumbling attempts to get my cock up his arse. Smiling, he suggested "Let me make it easier for you." With that he turned round and knelt on the bed, pushing his arse towards me and pulling his cheeks apart. I stood behind him and pushed. This time my cock went right up him and I began to fuck. I wanted the feeling to last forever but I knew it wouldn't be too long before I blew my load. He sensed I was getting close and told me to fuck him harder and cum in his arse. Shooting my cum up him was the best feeling ever and as I walked back to my Halls of Residence I was on top of the world - I had finally done it!! I was growing in confidence now and a week or so later I slipped my cock up another lad in a toilet and fucked him. I knew I was ready to be fucked but so far, despite quite a few offers, I hadn't let anyone fuck my virgin 18 year old arse hole. One day I was in a toilet cubicle with another student and I was lubed and bent over the toilet. He was just about to push his cock up me when there was a disturbance outside - some drunk guy was shouting so we thought it better to zip up and get out of there before he came in. I was a bit disappointed, but I knew now it wouldn't be too long before I took a cock in my arse. A week or so later I was in a toilet in a park in the north of Glasgow. I had discovered it a few weeks before and had had some really horny experiences in there. It was dirty, with cobwebs and boarded up windows and smelt of piss but it was rapidly becoming one of my favourite haunts. Most of the action took place round the corner in the sink area and one afternoon I was in there sucking off an older guy. We were joined by another lad - a fit builder lad in a sweatshirt and trackie bottoms which were splashed with paint and plaster. He pulled out his cock so I began to suck him, moving between him and the older guy. I really fancied the builder lad and enjoyed every minute of sucking his fat cock. As I sucked him, the older guy pulled me up and unzipped my trousers, pulling them down along with my pants. I was so turned on sucking the builder lad that I didn't stop him when he started wanking me and fingering my arse hole, even when I felt him rubbing some lube into my hole. I felt the head of his cock pushing against my hole and instinctively I spread my legs further and pushed back. After a couple of failed attempts, his cock slid up my virgin bum hole - I was being fucked! It hurt at first, of course, but after a fairly short time I began to really enjoy it. I didn't really fancy the guy who was fucking me but I loved the fact that he was doing it as I sucked off the fit builder lad. I wondered what my family would say if they could see me, pants down in dirty public toilet being fucked by a total stranger. Somehow this thought made me even hornier and when the older guy shot his cum into me and pulled out I turned round and offered my arse to the builder lad. He didn't hesitate and soon I was being fucked for the second time. His cock was bigger but I managed to take it. He fucked me hard and fast and soon I was taking a second load of cum up my no longer virgin hole. As I walked back through the park I felt as if my hole was gaping and I wasn't sure I could stop the cum sliding out. Then I thought "why not?" and pushed. Two loads of cum slid out my arse into my underpants and when I got back to my room in the Halls of Residence my pants were sopping wet with spunk and again I felt on top of the world. The next time I went back to that toilet I noticed a breakdown truck parked near the park entrance. When I went into the toilet a young, dark haired guy in mechanic's overalls was standing at the urinal. Soon we were wanking together and before too long we were in a cubicle and I was bent over the toilet being fucked again. He was a very fit lad and I enjoyed every minute of him fucking me. When he had cum in my arse he asked if I wanted to fuck him and soon he was bent over the toilet, his overalls at his ankles and his white pants stretched across his knees as I fucked his tight, hairy arse and shot my load up him. It didn't get much better than this! The following week I was back in the first toilet I had visited and the young blond lad was in there again. I watched as two older guys fucked him. This time I took my turn and shot a load up him myself before pulling out and letting another guy take over. I didn't hold back now - and have had many horny experiences in public toilets over the years. Of course I can't remember most of them, but I can remember some of my best experiences like it was yesterday. I'll share some of those in Part 2.

Thanks for the feedback guys. Here's the next chapter. Jay ------- The next morning I woke up to the pressure of Ben fucking me from behind, and knew that his cock had probably been buried inside all night as we were still in the same position. It felt really good to start the day like this, and I was quite happy that he was taking his time. Still, all good things must come to an end, and he eventually filled me with his load. What surprised me this time though was that he nuzzled his face into my neck afterwards, letting his cock soften inside me before he eventually pulled out and got up. The guys were actually quite cool at breakfast, treating me like normal with none of the weirdness from the day before. I guess with the cat out of the bag and their cum up my arse, there didn’t need to be any pretences. We all chatted about the final day of the project and what we needed to achieve, before setting off for the client’s offices to get started. It was another heck of a day, and by the evening none of us really felt like going out drinking again. Instead we went back to the hotel and had some bar food with a drink, before heading upstairs. This time Mitch and Rob just came straight to our room, and it wasn’t long before I was filled with cock again. No-one had as much energy as the night before so I only got two loads from each of them, and then of course Ben’s cock up my hole for the night once again. In the morning he chose to breed me in the shower before we packed up our things, went down for breakfast and then checked out. We did a few more hours at the client’s offices, and then headed to the airport. Rob and Mitch were both going to Gatwick and departed an hour the Heathrow flight Ben and I were on, so the two of us had a bit of time to kill. In the past that would have meant some shopping, maybe a coffee, probably a bit of watching the planes through the window, but it may not come as a surprise that on this occasion I instead found myself kneeling on the seat of a toilet, trousers hung on the door, and Ben’s cock up inside my hole again. It was quite a turn-on to be getting fucked while other guys used the urinals and lavatories around us, even if it did mean that Ben had to keep stopping his deep thrusting and instead switch to very gentle movements in and out so that we would not be heard. On the flight home I tried to relax a bit, not moving too much so as not to dislodge the wad of tissues shoved in my hole to keep Ben’s cum inside. He had made it clear he wanted to bookend the flight by using me again in the loos at Heathrow, and it would be a lot easier to get inside me without any unwanted squeals of pain if I was already lubed with his load. Hoping that no-one could smell what was inside me I did my best to act normal on the plane, but my levels of paranoia were raised somewhat as one of the male flight attendants kept glancing at me as he passed. I think I even saw him smirk at one point. Sure enough, the toilets at the far end of the baggage hall saw what may have been their first male-on-male breeding after we landed, with Ben thrusting me up against the wall in one of the wider disabled-access cubicles and ramming me senseless. Once he’d bred me for the umpteenth time he cleaned himself up, stuffed the tissues back into my crevice, and then made for the door. “See you in the office” he said with a wink, before ducking out. I dived for the door and re-locked it, then got myself sorted out. With a combination of tissues, spit and some water from the bottle I’d bought at Barcelona Airport, I managed to get my rear end cleaned out so that I had the best chance of not accidentally revealing to Rachel what had happened to me when I got home. Satisfied that both my body and my clothes were clear of any evidence, I then made my own way out of the bathroom, through customs and onwards to the tube. ------- To say things had been awkward at home is putting it mildly. I thought I’d be fine, but in truth I could barely make eye contact with Rachel all evening and she eventually went off to bed without me in a huff. Maybe she suspected I had been up to something while away in Barcelona, but I would bet my life that she would never have guessed just what that something actually was. I knew she was awake when I finally joined her in bed later on, as no-one who is asleep can turn their back on their partner so angrily. I tried my best the next morning and I think managed to make up for the night before, coming up with some cock-and-bull story about things not going so well in Barcelona and being a bit stressed about what that may mean for me back at the firm. Not sure she bought it, but it was enough to enable her to say ‘goodbye’ as she set off for work. I then tried to gather my shit before heading out the door too. Things seemed normal in the office, and my scrutiny of everything that was said to me, how people looked at me, jokes I heard being told elsewhere etc. gave me some solace as it would appear the other three hadn’t said anything to anyone else. Ben and Mitch were both wrapped up in meetings most of the morning so I didn’t see them, whilst Rob gave up nothing when he talked to me briefly. It was almost like it had never happened, until he gave a quick wink before walking off when we had met at the coffee station. I was just starting to think of going for lunch when I saw a group of men and women come out of the biggest conference room at the other end of the office. Ben and Mitch were amongst them, and I watched as everyone chatted for a bit before dispersing. Eventually Ben was striding down the office towards me, and I looked down to avoid eye contact. However, when he stopped next to my desk I had no choice but to look up at him. “Jake, come have lunch with me” he said, smiling. “I want to catch up on where we left things with Barcelona.” I stared up at him for a moment and then nodded. I locked my computer, grabbed my bag from under the table and then stood up and followed him as he walked towards the lift lobby. As we went through the doors to the lifts I finally spoke. “Are we really going to lunch?” He smiled and turned his head. “Of course not.” With that, he walked past the lifts and opened the door into the stairwell. He then started bounding up the stairs, and I hurried after him. We went up three floors, well into the unoccupied part of the building. “This should do” he said, going through one of the doors to where the toilets were. He then opened the door to the disabled toilet, holding it open for me to go in. He then followed me in, closing the door and putting the latch down to lock it. “There” he said, smiling, “now the only people who should disturb us are the ones I’ve invited to come and join us.” “H-h-how many?” I stammered. “We’ll see” he replied. “Mitch and Rob, obviously. Plus my boss.” “Gavin’s going to fuck me?!” I squealed. “Probably” he said, smirking, “or he might just want a blowjob.” I gaped at him, then looked down at the floor suddenly realising what my life was going to become. “Let’s get started” Ben eventually said. “Get your clothes off and hang them on the door. You’ve got a meeting at three and I don’t want you covered in cum.” I complied, realising that he’d planned this out to the extent of even checking when I needed to be back at my desk. Lunch was normally only 45 minutes, but as he’d made a show of saying we were going to be discussing the Barcelona project he could basically keep me here as long as he wanted. Once I was down to my underpants, I waited for my next instruction. “Good” he said, eyeing me up and down. “Now, tell me what you want.” “I’m sorry?” “Tell me what you want.” “Oh” I said. “Oh, right. Er, well, sir, I want you to fuck me.” “Good boy” he said, now smiling. “But first I think you should get me ready.” He then held his dick and looked down at it. Knowing what was required, I dropped to my knees, shuffled forward on the cold tiles and started to lick and suck his cock. I kept this up until he was breathing deeply, and then I decided to take a bit of control of the situation. I stood up, and looked up at him. “You’re ready” I said. “Please fuck me.” He smirked, and then spun me round. I bent over the toilet, rested my hands on the closed lid, and waited. He then suddenly appeared next to me, and bent over to retrieve a bottle that was hidden down the side of the toilet. Oh my god, he had planned this out so much he’d even stashed some lube here earlier. He disappeared from view, and I heard the squirting sound as he applied some to his fingers. A second later I flinched as I felt the coldness against my arse, and he then pushed a lubed finger in. Initially I was pleased that he was going to open me up, but then the finger was suddenly removed and he took up position behind me. Oh well, this was going to be a bit of a rough entry. He firmly pushed himself inside of me, and then slid the entire length in. It hurt, there’s no denying that, but I also felt a wave of euphoria sweep over me as I was penetrated again. “There you go boy” he said rather gruffly, holding still once fully buried, “now you’re back where you should be.” He then started to fuck, thrusting in and out of my hole as I relaxed into it and loosened up. His pounding was steady and felt fucking awesome, but after a while we were interrupted by what seemed to be a coded knock on the door. He swiftly yanked his cock from me, stepped back and flipped the latch on the door, and then returned to his position and rammed back inside of me as the door was opened. With my back to the door I couldn’t see who had come in, but from the steps and shuffling it was definitely more than one person. For some reason I chose not to look around, continuing to stare in front of me as Ben’s cock sawed away inside my guts. He eventually sped up, grunted loudly and blew his load, filling me with a huge quantity of his seed. He got his breath back and then withdrew, and in a matter of seconds I felt another cock being pushed in. Once again I was fucked, but this time I didn’t know who by even though it probably had to be Mitch, Rob or our department’s head, Gavin. I tried to decide if I thought the rock hard cock barrelling away inside me was familiar or not, but wasn’t sure. In just a few minutes the guy inside me blew his load and bred me, and then another stepped up. During that fuck there was another coded knock at the door, but this time I couldn’t tell if just one person had come in or more than that. It occurred to me that Ben had left it rather open as to whether it was just going to be him and the three others he mentioned breeding me that day, so it was quite possible some other guys were there. Despite my curiosity peaking, I still didn’t look round. In all, I was fucked seven times and took all of their loads up my arse. Then, when I sensed it was over, I straightened up and breathed deeply, feeling the cum running down my legs. I then slowly turned around to see who else was in the rather crowded disabled loo with me. Ben. Mitch. Rob. Yep, Gavin was there. Fuck. But who the hell were the other three? “Thanks mate” one of the strangers said, smiling at me. Whoever he was, he was cute. Man, I was thinking a guy was cute. “He doesn’t need to be thanked” said Ben, rather sternly. “Isn’t that right boy?” I blinked at him, before nodding. “Yes sir” I said, before looking round the room. “Thank you for breeding me.” “Good boy” said Ben. With that, the others all started to file out of the toilet and make their way back downstairs. When they were gone, Ben locked the door again and turned back to me. “Get yourself cleaned up” he said, with a much gentler tone than before, “and then you can go.” “Thank you” I said, before adding “sir.” He smiled at me, and then started to grab some paper towels from the dispenser. I set about getting the loads wiped out of my arse, and also cleaned up my legs given the stream of sticky cum that had run down them. Once washed and dried I got dressed again, and then hoisted my bag off the floor. “Right” Ben said, opening up the door, “let’s eat.” I was a bit dumbfounded, until he made his way through the door on to the dark, unoccupied office floor rather than heading back down the stairs. He walked to the kitchen area, where I was surprised to see some M&S sandwiches, crisps and drinks sitting out. Man, he had really planned this well. We hurriedly ate the food he had dropped off this morning, not saying anything to each other but exchanging occasional looks and smiles. Ben started wandering around the floor as he ate, taking in the view from three storeys further up the tower, and I eventually did the same. When we were done with our food Ben carefully gathered up the packaging and put it into the plastic bag he’d brought it in, and then we made our way back downstairs to resume our work for the afternoon.

was molested as young teen by a middle aged guy, he had a wonderfull 9 ins and very thick and rock hard, he rubbed me hard then rubbed our erect glans against each others, then I was told to masturbate him, never forgot his throbbing massive gleaming tool and the force of his ejaculation, we met 7 times overall until caught by my mum. ever since addicted to satisfying guys and giving pleasure adore making guys rock hard,teasing them and encouraging them to fuck me raw

Fuck, sounds a lot like my teens there !

I still have so many great memories of my sexual awakening. Still several years prior to getting my driver's license, I was "recruited" and eventually tutored by a wonderful man about 25 years older than I was. I was in that "phase" of trying to figure out why my own thoughts and feelings about sex seemed to be at odds with all my friends. This man helped me sort out my thoughts and accept my homosexuality. But more than that, he helped me develop as a sexually confident bottom. The skills and attitude he helped me develop have allowed me to live a very happy and very out and very very queer life. I suppose in the growing politically correct/nanny state we seem to live in I was molested, probably raped, certainly sexually abused. I consider it the finest thing another person (other than a relative) has ever done for me. When my younger brother came to me with questions (at about the same age as when I was recruited) I tried to do for him what was done for me. In this day and age, I am guessing few men would take the risk to help someone successfully develop as a queer. Perhaps all the internet and porn and hook up sites have made that adjustment easier for guys. But, when you read some posts you see that many young guys really have no clue about being queer other than liking M4M sex. And, as a society we must protect those who are unable to protect themselves. But, elders mentoring the more junior guys still has some validity.

This is the longest story I have written to date and I do have more planned. If any of you have suggestions please send me a private message and I will see what I can do to write them into the story.

Part 7 (Corruption in the Basement) Luke had just been fucked raw and bred by Matt as they were now ready to take him into the basement play room. Matt quickly pulled his cock out of Luke's well seeded hole only to be quickly replaced by a butt plug to make sure that nothing would leak out as they moved the action to the play room. Steve went on a head as Luke was helped to his feet and guided inside and down the dark basement stairs. When they hit the bottom of the stair case as their eyes adjusted to the low light provided by a couple black light bulbs and two 42" flat panel TV's. In the middle of the room was Luke's 'home' (so to speak) for the remainder of his corruption. Steve looked at Luke and simply said "GET YOUR NEG ASS IN THAT SLING BITCH!". Matt assisted him in getting situated in the sling just how he knew Steve wanted him with his ass slightly hanging over the edge, his legs spread wide, ankles and wrists restrained to the chains that supported the sling from the basement ceiling. Once Luke was situated his ass was raised slightly to allow for gravity to do its work in not only keeping what ever cum was deposited inside him but to let it move deeper into his colon. Luke never spoke a word as one of the screens began to play Steve's collection of home made porn of previous corruption of innocent, straight kids like Luke Luke was surprised as the video on the second screen began to play as he recognized the room as his studio apartment. There he was on the bed smoking the pipe Matt had given him the night before and stoking his dick. As he watched the scene change to when Matt joined him and began sucking his dick for the first time Steve again spoke to him, "IF YOU DON'T DO AS I SAY THIS VIDEO WILL BE SENT TO EVERY MEMBER OF YOUR FAMILY AND YOU WILL DISAPPEAR FOR EVER. I HAVE A CLIENT WHO WANTS TO PAY ME A LOT OF MONEY FOR YOU. BUT I KNOW I CAN MAKE 10 TIMES AS MUCH WITH YOU WORKING FOR ME. BUT IF YOU DON'T LISTEN, I WILL ACCEPT HIS OFFER, CRATE YOU UP AND SHIP YOU TO HIM NEVER TO BE HEARD FROM AGAIN. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR BITCH?" While Steve was telling this to Luke Matt had tied a rubber tube tightly on Luke's bicep and had another slam ready to administer. Although this one was only half the size of Luke's first slam that he had only be given less than 30 minutes earlier, it was enough to fuck the boy up royally. Matt slid the point into Luke's vein as Steve finished his little speech to (their soon to be) whore. They wasted no time in removing the tight tubbing bring Luke into a new euphoric rush as he coughed out and attempted to focus his eyes on his surrounding. Luke could now hear a definite ringing in his ears as he was lost in what he was going to need daily, a nice slam of Tina. It was now Steve's turn to breed the former virgin. He immediately got between Luke's legs, pulled the butt plug out and and slammed his cock in balls deep. Luke was so fucking high by this point the new hard cock entering his seeded ass caused him to begin to moan like a cheap whore. Compared to Matt's cock, Steve had almost a full inch on length but definitely over an inch on girth. Steve was impressed at how nice, tight and warm Luke's as felt. While Steve fucked away at Luke's former virgin ass Matt was able to move to the bound boy's head. The way the sling was configured it was in a way that allowed access to Luke's mouth. It was time to teach the boy to suck cock (and hopefully get him to loose his gag reflex). Matt was still semi-hard (with help from Viagra) and able to give Luke's mouth and throat a good workout as Steve continued to pound away at his ass when suddenly there was a buzz heard. Matt knew it was their guests for the evening and hurried up stairs to let them inside. Steve had invited just about every gay boy on campus he knew to join in the final phase of Luke's corruption, a gang bang of his (soon to be no longer) neg ass. Steve's guests all knew to be on time since no once else would be let inside the house once they were all down in the play room. Matt was pleasantly surprised to see 'Nerd Boy' walking through the door. He remembered how much he enjoyed fucking the kid and now that he knew the joys of getting fucked along with the size of 'Nerd Boy's' cock, he was secretly hoping to be on the receiving end of what he gave a few weeks back. While Matt was taking care of the guests upstairs Steve leaned in and after a nice hard slap to get the moaning Luke's attention he said "FOCUS FAG! I WANT TO BE SURE YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO YOU NEXT. WE WILL SOON BE JOINED BY A GROUP OF MY GOOD FRIENDS. THEY ARE HERE TO ASSIST IN YOUR BECOMING MY PROPERTY. THAT'S RIGHT I NOW OWN YOUR ASS AS I DEMONSTRATED WITH THE VIDEO I HAVE. WHAT THAT MEANS IS YOUR ASS WORKS FOR ME AND I WILL RENT IT OUR TO ANYONE WHO HAS THE CASH TO PAY THE PRICE TO HAVE IT FOR THEIR USE." Steve paused to slap Luke once more before continuing, "THE IMPORTANT FACT I WANT TO GET THROUGH THAT DRUGGED UP BRAIN OF YOURS RIGHT NOW IS THAT EVERYONE STANDING AROUND YOU IS HIV+. YOUR PITIFUL PLEA TO MATT WHEN HE FUCKED YOU BY THE POOL TO PUT ON A CONDOM THEN BEGGING HIM NOT TO CUM INSIDE YOU WAS USELESS. HE FILLED YOUR NEG ASS WITH A WEEKS WORTH OF HIS UNMEDICATED POZ CUM THAT I'M SURE HAS ALREADY TAKEN ROOT. TO INSURE YOUR CONVERSION MY FRIENDS HERE WILL ALL ADD THEIR OWN POZ CUM. EACH ONE WILL ASK YOU TO BEG FOR THEIR DIRTY SEED, THEIR CHARGED LOAD, IF YOU WANT TO GET PREGNANT, KNOCKED UP. I EXPECT YOU TO NOT JUST ASK THEM FOR THEIR CUM, BUT TO BEG FOR IT. I WANT TO HEAR YOU START BEGGING ME FOR MY LOAD, BEG ME TO KNOCK YOU UP RIGHT NOW. IF YOU DON'T DO THIS I SWEAR I WILL CUT OFF YOUR BALLS RIGHT HERE AND NOW!" Which Steve accentuated by roughly grabbing Luke's balls with a firm hand and pulled on them hard. Back up on the main floor Matt reminded their guests that although the bound kid in the sling may have looked under age, it was a fact that he was 18 years old as ever one stripped down and stored their clothes in numbers bag which Matt secured inside a locked closet before making their way into the basement playroom. As the group of a men descended the stairs they could already hear Luke saying, "Please Sir, give me your poz seed, I want to get knocked up, I need the gift of your charged load." Steve always made of show of this as all of the guests were now gathered around to watch as he began to long dick the helpless, restrained Luke. Steve was pulling his 8" thick cock completely out of Luke's ass before slamming back in as he was getting ready to breed the bound boy. Luke kept asking to be pozzed as Steve had told him to do. Steve looked down at his brand new whore and yelled out, "READY OR NOT TAKE MY AIDS CUM YOU WORTHLESS BITCH!", as he slammed balls deep inside depositing his own weeks worth of poz cum as his entire body shook from his orgasm. As soon as Steve pulled out one of his friends who were there to join in on Luke's corruption quickly took his place as those in the group began to get high. Some began to hit the numerous pipes laying around as others found fresh points, Tina and sterile water. Matt wanted to get to know 'Nerd Boy' better and when he saw him grab a point, fill it with some Tina he did the same making sure to find the object of his current obsession (besides corrupting Luke). Steve helped Matt learn his tollerance when it came to slamming Tina and still being able to fucntion as a top. He had his prepared point as he found a space next to 'Nerd Boy'. The two made eye contact as they both were getting ready to slam themselves. They paused for the moment so that Matt could learn that 'Nerd Boy's' real name was James and he wasn't the total bottom that Matt was led to believe. Matt let James know that he had been shown the joys of bottoming and was no longer a total top eliciting a smile from his new friend. They shared a quick smile as they tightened rubber tubbing on their bicep and mutually slammed at the same time pulling the tubbing off their arms together. They then enjoyed their mutual rush while hearing Luke continue to ask to be pozzed. The only rule Steve had was that all cum was to go inside Luke's ass. Other then that, everyone was free to explore each other which Matt and James began to do. The only thing James asked was that if he was to fuck and cum inside Luke he couldn't be fucked. That gave Matt an idea and he invited James back to his apartment after the gang bang. James agreed as the guy who had replaced Steve inside Luke howled as he unloaded his cum deep inside the corrupted boy. Luke spent the next day and a half getting seeded multiple times by every guy that was there while Matt made sure to keep him plenty high with repeated slams. He even took a double penetration from Matt and James as they fucked him together. Steve could tell that his friends were ready to head their own way he knew it was time to take his new piece of property on a test run at the rest stop just outside of town. He knew it would be filled with truckers and married men needing a place to unload and he planned to get $20 for each one who wanted to fuck his new whore.

Part: 5 The rest of the week went about the same, I would flip open the app on my lunch, end up in an alley, storage room floor, random places just taking dick. My star rating had gone up to 4.9. I wanted a perfect 5! But was still working towards it. The wife came back home Thursday night. I feared the fun might have to end now that she was back. Save it only for when she wasn’t around. By that weekend though all I could think of was the app. I wanted to log on and take some dick. Saturday morning I had to take my son to his baseball game. The wife stayed behind to get some stuff done since she had been out of town all week. We got to the field and my son ran off to join his team. He was a cute kid, he was 17 and developing into a solid stud. I had put on some shorts and a jock again, I figured I might be able to get away while my son was playing. The game started and towards the end of the first inning I popped open the app and hit search: “field #5” That was the baseball field way in the back, it was being redone and not in use right now. I hit accept and got the next set of instructions “head over to the home team dugout.” I jogged over, my dick already hard, bouncing as I jogged. I walked in from behind so I could not see into the dugout, I walked up and stepped in. There was my sons assistant coach! I got nervous, didn’t know if he was from the app or if he was there for something else. “it’s cool, I ordered you. get over here, suck on this dick” I dropped to my knees and pulled his cock out, I was in heaven. The assistant coach was a college kid. Tall 6ft and fit with a six pack for days. His cock was also amazing, a nice 9 inches with a bulbous head. A swallowed it to the hilt till I felt his pubes on my nose, he held my head down and face fucked me. tears started streaming from my face, I tried to pull off and breath but he just held me there. Finally, he let me up and I gasped for breath. “get on all 4s bitch, the coach expects me back soon.” I bent over the fence and held on, he spit on his cock and just slammed it in. He started pistol fucking me. I thought I was going to go through the fence. I could swear people could hear the chain link fence rattling but I didn’t care, I just wanted that load. He buried his cock deep in my ass and started busting. He pumped about 7 ropes of cum into me. He pulled out his dick to the tip and then slid it right back in, working the load into my hole. “thanks man, gotta run” he tucked his monster back into his baseball pants and ran off. I gave him a few before I rejoined the game. I felt the app notification, I popped it open and saw the 5-star rating. Another well satisfied top.

I am glad you guys are liking the story. I enjoy reading your comments, keep them coming. I mocked up what maybe the app can look like if it actually existed. pics attached. Part: 4 The rest of the weekend went uneventful. I was so busy with the house I lost track. Monday came and I had not had a chance to get back on the app. I was back at work and the wife would be back on Thursday. I was sitting at work, running reports and putting graphs together. I was about to head out to lunch in a bit so I popped open the app. I work in downtown so there were a lot of people. Almost instantly I got a notification. “4th St back alley.” I hit accept and was given further directions “Head down the alley, half way down on the left.” It was only a couple blocks away from work. I grabbed my keys and headed for the door….my coworker stopped me. “hey, a group of us are having lunch together, why don’t you join us?” The bulge in my pants was growing by the second and I was sure she could see it or perhaps it was my paranoia. “I am going to have to take a rain check, I have an important errand to run” and I slipped out. I hustled down the block, 8th, 7th, 6th, 5th, and finally 4th street, I passed it and headed towards the alley. I was just what an alley would look like, trash cans, graffiti, smelled. I walked half way down and there was a guy standing by the door way to my left, tall skinny white guy. He signaled me over. I got closer and was about to follow him through the door but he didn’t budge. “can’t bring you inside slut, you are going to take my dick here.” and he pushed me up against the trash bin. I quickly unbuckled my slacks and pulled them down. I was wearing a jock so it was easy access. I could smell the stench of piss and trash as he pushed his cock into my ass with no lube. I wanted to yelp but bit my tongue. He started a steady quick pace and then picked up speed. I kept looking around, worried someone would see it, there was not much really blocking up from view other than the trash bin, anyone could look out the window or step out of the building and see a guy in a suit bent over a trash bin getting railed by a guy. “I’m gonna bust bitch, take my load.” And just like that he busted inside me. I pushed my ass back, opened my hole, trying to get as much of him in me as possible. He slipped out and slapped my ass. “nice pussy.” And walked back into the building. I pulled up my slacks, straightened my hair and went back to the office. Spent the rest of the day working with a load up my ass, wondering if people could smell it on me…

2. Jay "I'm sorry," I said again. "I mean. You're not gay. I'm not gay." I had kissed this guy that I barely knew. I was terrified of what I had done. "Uh," I stammered for a moment, trying to read Rod's face in the dark back seat of the car. "It's cool," Rod said. He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine again. This time I tried to relax. It was him initiating it, not me. And it didn't mean I was gay. We were just playing around. But it was hard to deny the way his kiss affected me. My dick was rock hard and leaking, and I wanted him to never stop kissing me. "Is that good?" he asked. I nodded, not able to think about anything other than this man who had started to make out with me. He reminded me a bit of some of my friend's dads. The ones I was a bit wary of, because I didn't want to know them too well. Like as well as I was starting to know Rod. Before I could say anything more, Rod continued. "You're not the first guy I've kissed. And besides, you're super cute." It was the permission I needed to exhale. It had felt like hours, but it was probably less than a minute. In that time, I had kissed another man and then he had kissed me back. It had felt amazing. In my drug-fueled state, I didn't care so much that it was with another man. I just liked the feeling of connection with another human. Rod leaned back in. "You're fun to kiss as well." Our lips met again. This time, Rod pushed his tongue into my mouth and explored, before pulling back away from me. "What do you want to do, Jay?" Rod asked. He was naturally stern, but there was a genuine concern that was still present. "You need to be honest. With me, but also yourself." "I know," I said. I understood what he was asking. I also knew what I wanted to say; what I wanted to do. "I wanna make out with you. I want to feel your hands on me." There was no reaction from Rod, but I was scared again. I decided the smartest thing was to be quiet, so I shut up. "Good answer," Rod said. He wrapped an arm around me, and pulled him close to him. Our bodies pressed together, almost as tightly as our lips were pressed against each other. But it felt totally natural, like this was how two men were supposed to get to know each other. "Very good answer indeed," he continued, as his tongue explored my mouth again. Mercifully trapped in my shorts, my dick was hard. I knew there was a wet spot where the head strained against the fabric of my underwear. I didn't want to have to explain that to either Aiden or Rod. "You want to join us?" Rod asked Aiden. I had forgotten about Aiden. Now I felt bad; I had been making out with Rod, not even knowing how Aiden would react. I had no idea if it was revulsion or interest. I broke off the kiss long enough to turn my head. Aiden was watching us, but the smile was of genuine pleasure. "Not yet. You guys are having fun, and I'm enjoying watching you. Besides, we're almost there." I looked out the window. All I knew was that we were in the busy Hollywood downtown area. Even at nearly two AM in the morning, the streets were still busy with cars, and people were standing around the doors to restaurants and clubs. I tried my best to sit back up, and adjust my shirt. Rod had run his hand over my chest and down my stomach, messing up my t-shirt. He had gotten down to my crotch, and rubbed my dick just enough to feel how hard I was. "You're like me," he said, but didn't elaborate. In the dim light of the back seat, it was hard to tell if he also had a boner. We pulled into a hotel entrance. I was glad I had taken care of my t-shirt, because quickly a doorman and a valet came up. "Mr. Aiden," the valet said. "Good to see you again." Aiden handed him the keys, and stuck the ticket carefully into his wallet. It was already fat with cash; I tried not to stare as I exited the car. Rod was right behind me. Rod was almost too close behind me. Two hours ago, his closeness would have bothered me a lot. But after the past few minutes, I wasn't sure what it meant to me. It felt good to have a man like him so close to me, and it made me feel simultaneously safe and excited at the same time. I just wondered what the valet thought, but then realized he probably didn't even notice his clients. "This way," Aiden said, leading us through the front doors and directly to the elevators. He knew his way around the hotel, as evidenced both by the familiarity the valet had with him and his own familiarity with the floor plan. It was not long before all three of us were in an elevator, heading upwards. As soon as the doors closed, Rod pushed me against the wall, and started to kiss me again. He pressed his body against me. He was a little shorter than me, maybe about four inches shorter. He craned his head, and I bent over. It felt a bit strange to tower over him, even as he was being the dominant one. But, at the same time, his small stature only accentuated the seeming power he had over me. As his tongue pressed into me, I felt the sensation of his dick pressing against my thigh. Like me, he was stiff and hard. He had said I wasn't the first man he had kissed. I realized that he had probably made out with a lot of men. And he had fucked many of them. It was a disquieting realization, and I hesitated for a moment. But then his tongue ran against my teeth, and the insistent pleasurable sensations overwhelmed my head again. "Glad to see you like each other," Aiden said. "Bet you want some time to explore, don't you?" "Oh yeah," Rod said. "There's a lot for us to explore." "As long as you leave some for all of us," Aiden said. I had hoped he would explain what he meant, but the elevator dinged and the door slid open. We were on the 12th floor, not the top, but a respectable height. "Almost there, men," Aiden said. To our left was only one suite, and that was the direction Aiden turned. "Ready?" Rod asked. "I think I am," I said. "Not sure what to expect." "Pleasure," Rod said. "Expect pleasure. And fun. Lots of fun." "I hope so," I said. I gave Rod one last peck on the forehead, then he and I grabbed hands and walked out of the elevator. There was a tall black man at the door to the suite. From behind the door, there was some laughing and deep house music." "Here for Edward's party," Aiden said. "Oh, don't worry. I know you, Aiden Wolfe. You're welcome any time." He opened the door. The music was louder, but not by much. Most of it was a thumping base, enough to shake my body. Inside, I saw a number of men, ranging from guys just about my age to older dad types. I didn't see any women, but that didn't seem like a problem. All of the men were uniformly in-shape and good looking. Aiden had already disappeared into the crowd, but Rod was pulling me deeper into the tangle of men. Once we were in the thick of it, he turned around. "What do you think of it?" he asked me. "It's," I searched for the right word. "Interesting. I'm not as hot as these guys though." He leaned in and kissed me again. No one seemed to notice. "No. You are," he said, as he broke off the kiss. "Let's go to the balcony. It's a bit quieter." He took my hand, and guided me through the crowd of men. The room wasn't as big as I first thought, and although I originally thought it was a crowd, by the time we got to the balcony doors, I realized it was only about thirty or forty people. "This way," he continued. Out on the patio, we were alone. We faced downtown with the city laid out before us. It was like a scene from a movie, and if I looked down, I could see the busy street, while further away, all I could see were the street lights. Above us, airplanes made lazy circles on final approach to the airport. "Looks like it's just the two of us out here," I said. "Yeah," Rod said. "How are you feeling?" "Good," I said. "Really good." "Still horny?" Rod asked. He ran his hand over my chest again, dropping down to my stomach, and then to my crotch. I knew he could feel my erection. There was no point in lying to him. "Yeah. I am," I said. "I need to get off or something." I had turned to face him. He was smiling, and chuckled a bit. "Or something," he continued. There was a knowing smile on his face. He leaned in, and craned his neck up to meet my lips again. I didn't resist his approach. I didn't want to resist it. Even in the dim light of the balcony, it was clear just how handsome he was. Not only that, he also had years of experience on me. He would know what to do. He broke off the kiss. "Tell me when to stop," he said. "Don't stop," I said, as he put his hands under my t-shirt again, running his fingers through the light fuzz on my chest, and easily finding my nipples. I gasped in pleasure. "Please," I continued. "Don't stop." "Of course not, my boy," Rod said. Carefully, he lifted my shirt up and over my head, taking care not to disturb my glasses. He made it seem so casual and easy that I almost didn't realize he was starting to work on my belt. Another kiss, and I was distracted long enough for him to unfasten it and release the button on my jeans. They fell around my ankles, leaving me wearing only a pair of white briefs, now far too small to contain my erect penis and heavy balls. "What about the others," I asked. Even though it was a warm night, I shivered slightly under Rod's touch. I had never been naked like this before, and felt utterly exposed. "Don't worry about them," Rod said. He ran his hand over the bulge in my underwear. I was afraid I was going to cum just from his slight touch. "Just enjoy yourself." "Ok," I said, the goosebumps still covering my body. It was hard to tell which emotion was stronger: fear or excitement. "You're shivering," Rod said. He pulled off his own shirt, and added it to the small pile accumulating next to us. "Here," he said, pulling me against his body. His skin was warm, almost hot, against my skin. There was little more muscle and bone on his body. It was a totally different feeling from the girls I had played with; they had been soft and delicate and Rod was hard and strong. "So warm," I said. Sex with Rod was going to be rough, intense, and demanding. "Fuck," I muttered, as I pressed my body up against him. Less than two hours ago, I was flirting with a hot Asian girl, not even thinking about men. Now I was contemplating sex with a man I barely knew, and my dick was hard at the suggestion. "Yeah?" Rod asked. He ran his hands over my bare back, working his way down. His target was my ass; it seemed like the most natural thing for him to do. "You doing ok?" "Yeah," I said. "Just," I stammered. "This is all new to me." "It's new to everyone once. Just relax. And enjoy it." He slipped his hand under the waistband, and grabbed one of my ass cheeks. "I'm enjoying it." He pressed his crotch against my leg, and I could feel his hardness. He ran his free hand back over my bulge. "I think you are enjoying it as well." I was silent for a second, wondering what to say. I finally went with the complete and difficult truth. "Yeah," I said, "I am enjoying it." Before I could say anything more, he leaned in and kissed me, pushing his tongue back into my mouth. I let myself relax and enjoy it. It wasn't hard; Rod was a skilled kisser. He knew when to be tender and slow, and when to be more forceful and take what he deserved. This was one of the latter, as he pushed my tongue out of the way and explored my mouth. "I know. Not to first boy I've broken in." I was momentarily grateful for Rod's experience. He knew what to do, how to make it feel good for both of us. It was going to be hard to refuse him anything. I was feeling warm and tingly from his touch, feeling generous with my body and wanting to use it to please him. It was an unfamiliar sensation, but strangely familiar. It was a part of myself I had never experienced, but still very much me. If I was honest with myself, everything I was doing that day was easy to understand. It was the part of me that took furtive glances in the locker room. It was the part of me that wanted to feel Rod's shaft in my hands. It was the part of me that wanted Rod inside me. But, I didn't want to understand. Understanding meant that I had to think about it and work through all the possible options. I didn't want to have to use my brain at all. My cock knew what it wanted, and it was far simpler to follow its simple, infinitely pleasurable commands than to create elaborate yet ultimately unsatisfactory self-delusions against the perpetual pleasures of getting off. I reached down and undid Rod's belt. I looked down. He was wearing elegant, trim-cut dark grey dress pants. The belt caught my eye. The leather was thick. Far thicker than necessary for thin and elegant dress belt. Rod smiled at me, as we both realized that the belt signified so much more than just fashion or function. I wondered how much it would hurt if Rod used it against me. It was a heavy leather suitable for a fat, heavy daddy's belt. It deserved to be used against a young man's butt than to be stuck in a boardroom. I wondered how much pain it could cause if I ever made Rod use it in disappointment and shame for my actions. At the time, I only knew its uses instinctively. It would be much later that I would learn all of the details of the leather community. I remembered a picture I had on my computer, a woman on her knees, naked except for a belt securing her wrists together. In the picture, a man stood above her, with his thick shaft buried deep in her throat. I paused, realizing that tonight, I was playing the role of that woman. "Go ahead, boy," Rod said. "Finish what you started." "Yes," I said. "I understand." "Good boy," Rod said. The way he said it along with the smile he had made my dick jump. I looked down long enough to figure out how to unthread the thick leather strap from the buckle. The pants hid some of his arousal, but it was impossible for it to hide all of it. "Yeah, it's a bit stiff," Rod continued as I fumbled with the belt. I wasn't sure if he meant the leather or his dick. It didn't matter. I managed to undo his belt, unfasten his pants, and push them down, over the bulge in his light blue underwear. My own dick ached in sympathy with his. Both of our tools needed release; release from the confines of our clothing, and release from the pent-up sexual energy. I looked back up at Rod. He was still smiling at me. It was clear where this was going, and it was exactly what he wanted. He made the next move. He reached down and pushed down his underwear. His dick sprung free, sticking out from his body. It was one of the largest cocks I had seen outside of porn. Of course, I had only seen a few other erect penises in real life, most years ago as I had explored with middle school friends. Even by porn standards, Rod's dick was admirable in length and girth. Where my erection arched upwards, his hung down slightly. "Go ahead," he said. "Touch it." I hesitated for a second, then decided to take a risk. I reached out for Rod's shaft. I thought it was going to feel weird, reaching for another man's dick. But one I had made the decision, it seemed like the most natural thing I could do. "That's it," Rod moaned as my fingertips brushed against the warm and supple flesh. Like my dick, the outer layer of skin was soft, and moved easily over the much harder core. Finally touching it made me realize that looks could be deceiving. Rod's endowment was more than just admirable; it was actually quite big. I had never felt short-changed in the dick department, but compared to him, I just did not measure up. It was both the length and girth of the shaft; his cock hung down slightly because it had to. The simple physics between gravity and the flesh and blood that made up his manhood required the slope. "Have you ever touched another man's dick?" I nodded. I had, but it was so many years ago, and I was so young. "Yeah." I said. "In middle school. My friend Jack." "Did you just touch it?" I shook my head. "No," I said. "What else did you boys do?" "I," I started. "I. I sucked his dick as well." "Nice. So, you're an experienced cocksucker?" "Well. It was only once." "Only once?" Rod asked. I had only just met Rod. We had known each other for less than an hour, and he was pulling out some of my deepest memories. I hadn't told anyone what had happened that night. How we had explored each other’s bodies. How I had sucked on Jack's dick. How he had cum in my mouth. How I had swallowed it, and how, afterwards, he had called me a disgusting cocksucker. "Yeah, he moved away a few weeks later." "That was convenient," Rod said. "But still. I bet that means you've still sucked more dick than your roommate." Rod had an arm wrapped around me. I felt safe in his arms, safe enough to be telling him all of these things and still be playing with his dick. Even with the noises of the party coming out from the open doors, and the lights of the city spread out in front of us, it felt like it was just the two of us, sharing an intimate moment. Yes, it was an intimate moment between two men, but it felt so natural to me. This moment would be our secret. I didn't have to worry about anyone finding out, and it would just be this one evening. I wouldn't have to do it ever again. "I suppose you are right," I said. "Damn, your dick is big." At its core, it was a simple tube, evolved over millions of years to inject his semen deep into his partner. But that masked the complexity that even the slightest touch revealed. There was the soft, warm skin over the hard shaft. The beauty of his cockhead, and the drip of pre-cum forming at the tip. I didn't want to stop fondling it and playing with it. His massive cock was our toy, something we could share and use it to bring pleasure to him. "You like it?" he asked me. I nodded in agreement, scared at what I might say if I opened my mouth. "Look at how hard you've gotten in," Rod continued. With his free hand, he held it up, showing it off to me. "Bigger than mine," I finally said. "Don't worry about that," Rod said. He pushed down my white underwear, finally freeing my dick from its fabric prison. He stroked the length of it, pushing me to a full, hard erection. "It's more than big enough for me." He leaned in and kissed me. "It's a beautiful cock." "Thanks," I said, blushing a bit. We were now almost completely naked, our pants around our ankles, and our erect dicks sticking out in front of us. If Rod's cock curved up and mine curved down, they would have touched. But instead, they just barely missed each other. "Come on," Rod said. "Let's get out of these clothes." He took off his shoes and socks and stepped out of his pants in a smooth, practiced motion. On the other hand, I felt like an ungainly teenager again, fumbling with my shoes, then my socks, and finally nearly falling over as I tried to dis-entangle myself from my pants and underwear. If Rod had any thoughts at my awkward movements, he mercifully did not say anything. "That's much better," Rod said, pulling me back against him. We were naked now, and our touch was no longer accidental contact between two men. This wasn't the fumbling exploration with Jack, but the expert guidance of an experienced man. I wanted more; it seemed impossible, but my dick got harder. Rod felt it grow. "Much better," he continued. "How are you doing?" "Good," I said. "Really good." "You really haven't done this before, have you?" he asked me. There was no judgment in his voice. "No," I said. "Never." "Just let me know if you want to stop." "I will. But don't stop. So far, it's all good." This time, I took the initiative. I leaned in and kissed him. He opened his mouth and let my tongue enter. If I were honest with myself, I had occasionally stared at guys in the locker room, or wondered what a particularly handsome man looked like naked. But I had always told myself I wasn't like that. I had always dated girls, and enjoyed that. But now there was this. It was just as fun as fooling around with a girl. It was almost more fun. Plus, it didn't feel weird at all. It felt perfectly natural to have another man's erect penis pressed against me, and to be making out with him. "Good," Rod said. "I'm having fun too." We continued to kiss, oblivious to everything around us. If anyone from the party looked out on the patio, they would have seen us, naked, making out. But somehow, it seemed unlikely that someone would look at us, and even more remote that they would care. Aiden hadn't been bothered at all when Rod and I made out in the car, and I didn't think any of the other men at the party would be concerned either. "You've never had sex with another man, have you?" "No," I said. "As I said. Just sucking cock." "Still a lot of fun," Rod said. "And there's a lot we can do without even having sex." "Oh?" I asked. There was a devilish grin on Rod's face. "You need to show me." "Of course," he said. He was enjoying this, showing me all these new ways to enjoy a man's body. "Have you ever been rimmed before?" "Rimmed?" I asked. "What's that?" "I guess I know the answer now. Grab the railing. Bend over. Don't worry. I know what I am doing." I turned around, grabbed the railing, and did as Rod told me. In front of me, I could see the lights of the city, spread out like a twinkling beacon of a brilliant future.

I was in Vegas about a month ago and finally hooked with a Dom top guy I have been wanting to be with for a couple of years. We both live in Oregon, about 60 miles apart, and I figured he had lost interest, so I didn't want to stalk him, so I just let it go. Then then when I was in Vegas, he contacted me and asked me if I wanted his cock. I have no idea what he was doing in Vegas or whether he may live there and that's why we never hooked, but I gave him my hotel room number and left the door ajar for him. He's pretty muscled and I'm kinda tall and skinny. He was pretty rough with me, did a lot of face fucking, sort of pulling my hair to direct my mouth and head on his cock. I really wanted him to breed me, but he decided to ram his cock down my throat until I felt him shoot his sweet load at the back of my throat, which of course made me happy. After a few, he got up to leave and started to walk to his clothes and turned and told me to "get up and spread your pussy" (I was on the floor on all fours from face fucking him while he say in a chair. He was still semi erect and I was pretty excited at the prospect of getting bred, so I stood up and bent over the bed, reaching behind to spread my hole open for him. he pushed his semi erect cock balls deep into me and just held my hips, his big balls bouncing against my taint and just held me that way and announced: "you're not getting another load, but I will fill your pussy with piss" and I felt it streaming into my gut. He asked: "you like being a urinal, don't you?" and though kind of embarrassed, I answered "yes" because I really did love it. When he was done he pulled out and then gave my ass a couple of sharp spanks saying: "don't lose a drop of this if you want me happy, I don't give just any cunt my piss" and he shoved me face down onto the bed, dressed and left. I pushed a couple of pillows under my pelvis to elevate my ass so I could keep his piss in my gut and fell asleep. I woke up some time later having to piss myself and went into the bathroom, my pee had a really strong smell and I knew it was because I had absorbed a lot of what he gave me, it was so fucking hot. I put my finger over my hole just incase there was still some in my ass, i didn't want to lose it.

No Risk… No Fun… (Part 5) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Davis was on the floor, trying to avoid the beating. I stood above him, with two of my pals and we were swinging our belts and hit his body in every possible spot. He trashed around, but had no chance to escape the whipping. The scene was filmed by the 4th guy and he switched between close ups of the welts appearing all over Davis’ body and the scenery from afar. So we could enjoy those minutes again and again later on. We showed no mercy. It was like the warming up before the main event. Our cocks stood out proud and hard, just wishing the rape would start right now. Davis was not screaming at the moment. It was more or less just grunting. He clenched his teeth and almost seemed out of this world. And again the lad tried to flee from the pain and the violence. He simply fainted on us. We were so in motion, that we didn’t notice it at first. Out of breath we stopped our attack. “You brought us a nice piece of meat” someone said. “Wake him up” I said coldly. Another bucket of cold water was splashed over his head. He gasped for air and looked around disorientated. “No more…” were his first words. “No more…” he repeated again. “No more… beating” I said. “No more…” I stressed my words and crouched next to him. “Move your body to the bed” I whispered to Davis. “Move your fucking body to the bed and spread your fucking legs so we can start ripping your ass open.” with that I got up again and gave the lad a little nudge with my boots to make him more cooperative. Slowly he crawled to one of the beds, accompanied by our booted feet, showing him the right way. Every muscle in his body was tensed. It was such a great moment, hearing his soft sobbing, realizing he wanted to crawl away from us, but we gave him little kicks, so it would be easier for him to find our love nest. We grinned at each other and jerked our cocks slowly. “Good boy” I teased him Davis looked around scared, when he got onto the bed. “On your back cunt and spread those damn legs” I growled. Davis assumed position, but didn’t look all too happy about it. “Now… Davis… wouldn’t it be nice, if you would repeat the words you used, when you contacted me?” I asked soothingly. “About getting fucked?” he asked timidly. “About everything…” I answered loudly. “Tell us how you wanted to be raped and your cunt busted.” The 18 year old boy shook his head. “You better tell us…” I warned him. “I… I wanted to be raped. I… I wanted my cunt destroyed *sniffs* I needed hard cock….” Davis mumbled. “Exactly and now a little bit louder and say it in a way, that we believe it.” I ordered him to tell us the things a second time. Before that, I told my pals to assemble on the bed, next to our little rape toy and let him stroke our cocks and lick two cockheads, while the 5th fellow would film this great scene. Davis looked around, not knowing how to react. While Davis got a zoom up, jacking us off or lick our dickheads we gave him the opportunity to look straight into the cam and tell us his deepest desires. “I…. *sob* I… want to be raped.” “I am a useless cunt and need to be destroyed” Tears ran down his face while he praised his hole to be torn apart and to be fucked bloodily. “Good cunt…. we will give you, what you were looking for.” and we fist bumped each other, while using insults on the lad. “So let’s get started. You must be delirious already” I laughed cruelly. I went between the guys legs and arranged his legs to be on my shoulder. Davis tried to push me away, but I was a lot stronger than this helpless little twink. “Someone hand me the lube….” I demanded. It was a lot commotion going on now. Davis felt my cock nestling against his tiny hole, already probing to gain entrance. He wasn’t happy about it and tried to push me away. “Lube….” I shouted and tried to get the boy under control. “Erm… nobody brought lube with him apparently.” “We need lube…. oh well, spit and blood will do it also I guess….” I mused. “This will hurt lad, but it will hurt you more, that it will hurt me” I cackled gleefully. “As soon as you bleed, my cock will glide more easily into your twat. Don’t worry….” I added. “Maybe this will help?” someone said. A guy came out of the bathroom, holding a used toothbrush in his hand. He looked at the men… They looked at me… I looked at Davis… “We need to get your hole bloody…” I told him truthfully. Suddenly Davis understood the concept and started wailing…

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

The Fort was a pub in East London, which was a sleazy, dark old victorian building which held boots-only days on Wednesdays and Saturdays. It was the kind of place no one admitted to going to, but a lot of people did, and you could fuck wherever you wanted, even at the bar, and few people used condoms. The regulars were pretty sleazy too, mostly trolls and one or two young guys like myself drawn to the danger like moths to a flame. Sadly, its gone now, torn down for housing. I had only been there once or twice and on each occasion had come away with a couple of loads in my arse, but I was still neg. Part 1 One Wednesday I went in, paid my fee, and was given a locker key. It was gone 2.30 so the owner had turned the lights down and the music up loud. I could see naked men walking around in the gloom as I headed to the bar for a drink. Someone caressed my arse, and I turned to see a middle aged guy, lean and olive skinned, veins standing out on his wasted thighs and a bulging belly above a long, thick cock with a cock ring around the base. I gave him a timid smile. "Hi." He smiled back "Nice arse," He replied with a slight Italian accent. Something about him mesmerized me, which he seemed to recognise as he guided me over to some chairs. He made me lift my legs and probed my hole with his finger. I was dry and a bit nervous. "Push it out," he ordered, "push it onto my finger." I lowered my legs. "I need some lube" I made to get up to get some when he said "Sure, but no condoms, okay?" He held my gaze and I shivered with excitement and revulsion. I returned to the chair with some sachets of lube. He lifted my legs again, tore one open and smeared the cool lube onto my arsehole. His finger slid in easily and he encouraged me to push my hole open. "They like it like this," he said, "puffy and open pussy, eh?" With his other hand, he smeared lube on his cock and began to jack it off as his finger slid in and out of me. "Are.. are you..y'know, poz?" I asked, my cheeks reddening with embarrassment. He laughed. "Sure!" He said." 20 years and without meds." His finger slid deliciously in and out of me as he encouraged me to open myself until my pussy was gaping and wet. I saw other naked men standing at the bar watching us, their erect cocks testament to the excitement of what they were watching. Suddenly his finger withdrew and he crouched over me, sliding his cock into me in a single, unexpected, delicious rush. "W..wait !..." I gasped, squirming on the hard wooden seat as his cock started to slide in and out. "Okay," he said, and slid out of me, sitting back on his chair and sipping his beer. I was breathing hard, and my hands were shaking with excitement. "How many times you been here?" he asked. "A couple." "Been barebacked?" I nodded in reply. "Well, you better get dressed and go, because if you bareback here you're gonna get knocked up sooner or later," he continued. His words shocked me. T he was right but I also recognised the hunger in me his words created. I sipped my drink, then hesitantly raised my legs. He smiled, leaned forward and thrust his disased cock into me again, sliding it slowly and lasciviously in and out of my hole. "Good." He said. " Good. When you join the club, you won't have to worry any more." He pulled out and grabbed my arm. "C'mon, let's do this right." I followed him to the darkroom at the back of the bar, my legs like jelly and my heart pounding with fear and excitement. Several trolls got off their bar stools and followed us, flabby bodies sweating with excitement. In the darkroom, I could barely see but the man guided me onto a slimey leather bench somewhere in the middle. "Kneel !" He said. I got on to the bench and knelt, resting on my forearms with my arse upraised. He came around and stood before my face, his drooling cock against my lips and I felt his hands reaching down my back, spreading my cheeks and smearing more lube in my hole. I couldn't see a thing, but my other senses seemed heightened and I could smell sweat, cum and body odour as I was surrounded by bodies in the darkness. I felt a hand on my buttock, sliding between the cheeks and seeking out my hole. The italian's hands spread my cheeks further, and suddenly a blunt, thick cock slid into me, and a hairy belly was pressed against my backside. I squealed like a stuck pig, but my friend cupped my face and kissed me in the darkness, whispering that I shouldn't worry, that it was a gift, and after I was pregnant I'd never look back. The man in me was fucking me hard, and suddenly he pushed deep into me and I felt his cock stiffen as he spurted. "Oh..no! " I gasped. But now some poppers were thrust under my nose and I felt my resistance going. The cock left me, I felt a gush of sperm over my balls and knew I had been impregnated. Before I could move, a second cock slid into my wet hole and began to fuck me, as the italian guy fed me his cock and whispered encouragement in my ear. Four or five guys had me, and they left my hole puffy, gaping and dripping. "Now it's my turn." Whispered the guy. " I'm going to give you my babies " With that, he slid around behind me, and I felt his long, firm cock slde up me. I pushed back to meet it, tears on my face, knowing I was lost even as he began to shudder and spurt inside me.....

Part 1 He was one of the few straight guys I sold to and definitely the hotest. His name was Troy and he was 19. And at 6'2", lean 190 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes he was the next door AF/frat boy type. He had a scholarship at the local university, but lost it over the summer for some infraction (probably drugs). He was mostly doing weed and coke, until a girl he picked up one night introduced him to Tina. He loved fucking on Tina and developed a nice habit. That's where I came into the picture. She introduced Troy to me so that he could get his own supplies. Soon he was hitting me up on a regular basis, but always seemed to be short on cash. Now, I am an entrepreneur. I have several "businesses' I run in addition to selling the best shit on campus. One of my businesses is a video web site where guys show off (either solo or couple). I knew he needed cash and started to plant the seed in his brain at how much cash he could make in one night. The conversation wnet like this: Me: "If you need cash I have a way you can make $100 a night easy." Troy: "I'm not seeling drugs!" Me: "Nothing like that, I have a web site that features hot guys like you that show off for viewers all over the world." Troy: "I aint doing anything gay, I'm not a fog." Me: "You don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, but I will tell you the more you please your viewers the better tips you might get. I have a couple guys that clear close to a grand in one night." Troy: "I'll think about it." Me: "There's a special, secret viewing for those hot boys who like to blow clouds and stroke for the customer." I knew I had him thinking as I gave him a small supply of Tina for the night. It was enough to cloud his brain and when he wanted more without any means to pay for it I would have him. Sure enough by the next morning I got a text from him asking for more Tina. He and a girl he hung out with went through what he had in a few hours. He had no cash on hand and I brought up our discussion from a few hours earlier. I could tell he was in desperate need as he agreed to do the web site if I fronted him some Tina. I had him! He came over to where the video was broadcasted and I presented a contract for him to sign. He signed it without reading (what a dumb jock) and I gave him a teener of T. I informed him that he was to be back at the studio the next night around 8 pm to be prepared and given instructions. The next night he showed 5 minutes late (better late than never) and he was given a razor and instructed to trim or shave his balls, ass and chest. He was then led to a bathroom (which had a number of concealed cameras) where he proceeded to shave his entire body hair off. When he returned he was shown to his private room and told to show off for the viewers while chatting with them. I reminded him the more he would do for them he might get some tips. He spent the next 8 hours on camera stoking his coke (a nice coke actually, too bad by the time I'm done with him he won't really get to use it. By the end of the night he had received very few tips and only made $150. He was disappointed and asked "Do you have any suggestions how I could make more money. I lost viewers as the night went on." I asked him "Would you let another guy suck your dick? I know that would get you more viewers. They'd love to see a straight jock sucked off. I'd even up your base to $150 plus tips." Troy siad h "I need to think about that, when do I go on again?" I let him know he has a week to decide. The following week when he returned, hungry for some smoke made his decision easy. He agreed to have another guy suck his cock. I made sure he had plenty of G laced Gatorade (since it would help hide the taste) and plenty of Tina for them both to smoke. I knew with all those factors I might get him to do more. I had paired him up with Tommy, who was actually one of my vers/top studs and also HIV+! This session went better then his first session. He let the Tommy play with his cock and eventually give him a blow job while paying some attention to licking his taint and a few licks to his hole. As the night progress Tommy made sure that Troy smoked a lot of Tina. Troy started to get offers ($$) to blow Tommy. The first offer was $50 to which Troy politely replied that he was straight and didn't suck dick. The viewers questioned Troy on his sexuality and he continued to tell them that he was in deed straight. The offerd began to get better until the final one (prompted by me) came in offering him $500 to give Tommy a blow job to completion. I saw Troy's eye go wide at that offer and he thought this over. It was apparent that Troy was having dificulties getting hard as Tommy was still playing with his Tina dick. Tommy let Troy know that if they were going to make some serious cash they needed some action. I added to the fire with my private chat to them to get the action on before we lose any viewers and I lose money!! Tommy helped guide Troy's head to his crotch as Troy gave in knowing he needed to perform. He reluctantly began to suck Tommy's growing cock as he produced ample amounts of precum. Soon Tommy had Troy's mouth fully on his 9" cock as he he paid a little attention to Troys ass. Troy was lost in his attempt to suck cock for the first time he barely noticed Tommy work a finger coated in Tina laced lube into his hole. Troy was starting to get plesure from the attention to his ass while he attempted to suck his first cock. Tommy took his time as he added more lube and eventually a nice size shard of Tina to Troy's hole. Troy began to moan around Tommy's cock as more fingers were added to his hungry hole. When Tommy had worked a second shard inside Troy along with 3 fingers Troy was definitely entering slut mode when he asked Tommy "Oh god bro, that was feeling great, will you put your fingers back inside me." Tommy was perfect, "You want something in your straight, jock ass bro? How about my cock? Would you like me to slip my cock inside your ass?" Troy attempted to deny his fate, "Bro, I'm straight. I don't get fucked by guys" as he continued to suck Tommy's cock. Tommy pushed Troy down as far as he'd go onto his cock and asked "Do straight boy's like you suck cock? I know you want cock in your hole, it's hungry for me to breed it." Troy was completely defeated as he never let Troy's cock out of his mouth and shook his 'yes' letting Tommy know that he was accepting his fate. Tommy moved between Troy's legs positioning his bare cock at the jock's virgin hole. I made sure to get a close up of Troy's face on a split screen as Tommy's cock began to make its way where no man had ever been before. When Tommy's head breached the outer ring, there was a look of confusion on Troy's face. But as he slowly sank the full length into the Jock's ass the look turned to one of pure pleasure and desire. Tommy sank in balls deep as the Troy moaned out "Oh, fuck yeah!" Then he pulled out a bit and began to slowly initiate our former straight jock to the joys of man on man sex. With Tommy's abilities (and a little bit of Tina) he fucked Troy bast the time their show was supposed to end giving him 6 dirty poz loads of cum, and bringing this jock one step closer to being a gay porn star.

I`d had a busy day on the road and was looking forward to checking into my hotel, having a shower and a couple of drinks. My day got worse when I pulled up outside to see there was a sign saying it was closed due to a gas leak in the kitchen. I saw one of the reception staff and she told me there was a hotel on the same street that I could go to. Things were bad but, they went even further downhill very quickly when I saw the hotel. The place I was supposed to be staying in was 5star with reception staff in uniforms. This place had a stroppy black kid who demanded £50 cash for a room. I could here him telling his mate in the back room that he`d just" fleeced some white cunt" which pissed me off no end. he was obviously keeping the cash for himself. Anyway I was in no mood to argue and trundled off to my room. It was suprisingly not a bad room so I opened a beer and settled down. I decided that I would have a shower then try to find somewhere for food. I felt a lot better after a nice shower and went to get another beer from my bag. I was naked when I came out the bathroom and got a shock when that fucking black kid was raking through my bag. I shouted at him to get the fuck out of my room but he just laughed and told me to fuck off. What I didnt know was his mate was standing behind me. He grabbed me by the neck and pushed me to the floor. Then he kicked me full in the stomach, he then jumped on me and punched me a few times in the head. He laughed at me and told me" not so hard are you now you white cunt". His mate said" he`ll be hard if you stick that big cock of yours up him Delroy " I realised I was in serious trouble now as the stroppy kid came over and knelt on my arms and pulled my legs right back exposing my arse to Delroy. The kid was called Kenny and he unzipped his trousers and smacked me in the face with his big black cock. " fancy this white boy?" he said wiping his cock over my face. I couldnt move. I was on my back with Kenny kneeling on my arms and my legs up against my chest. I could feel something at my arse, and then real pain as Delroy pushed his huge cock up me." you want some black jizz up you white boy? he said There was nothing I could do. I was overpowered by them and they were `nt going to let me go till they`d had their fill of fucking me. Delroy was pounding me hard and the pain was unreal. His cock was massive and it felt like it had torn my hole. When he came he pushed the full length in and filled my arse with his black seed. "you fucking like that white boy?. you fucking like a load of black spunk up your white arse do you?" He withdrew his cock and wiped it over my face and changed places with Kenny. Kenny slipped up me easily. he wasnt as big as Delroy plus there was a heavy load of spunk to lubricate him. He started to fuck me really hard and I felt his spunk gush out of his cock and mix in with Delroys load. Delroy was laughing " thats a nice loaded white arse you have there boy". I thought it was over but realised that Kenny was still hard, and still up my arse. He just kept thrusting in me and after about 5 mins shot another load up me. My hole was leaking spunk and blood all over the carpet but it didnt stop them. Delroy was wanking himself in my face and Kenny had 2 fingers up my arse pushing all their black seed up me. Delroy was about to shoot and he took great pleasure in blowing all over my face and pushing his big black cock in my mouth making me swallow some of his spunk. Then it was over. They got dressed,still laughing at me. Delroy said he was coming back later with some more friends to " give your pretty white arse a good ganging". Then they left. I quickly got dressed and legged it to my car. I could hear them laughing as i ran past reception still with their spunk running out of my ruined hole .

I'm looking for a rimseat - let me know if you know how to build one or any one who does. Pref in downtown Toronto. Eagerbeaverto@gmail.com

I wouldn't call it "molested." I call it "mentored"...and it was the best thing that ever happened to me! Even as a preteen, I instinctively knew I liked men (not even boys my own age), although I would have been unable to articulate my growing homosexuality at that point. I just knew i was strongly attracted to men, especially much older men. Then, at the dawn of my teen years, I began to overhear the whispered behind the hand stories that my dirtier-minded classmates giggled derisively at...the ones about "those" males...the guys who actually enjoyed sex with other men...the "queers," "faggots" and "cocksuckers." Strangely, hearing about these faggots excited me and made my young cock hard and, before long, I found myself longing to join their ranks! I became increasingly fascinated by men's cocks and really desiring to suck and lick and kiss a Cock. I knew how much pleasure I experienced when I masturbated and climaxed and thought of what a thrill it must be to give that kind of pleasure to another man! In a very short time, I found myself eagerly desiring to actually become a cocksucker and a pleasure-giver for men! So, when an elderly neighbor lady's sixty-something brother came to stay for a summer to help his sister in her convalescence after surgery, he recruited me to do yard work. It was long before we discovered that our homosexual desires were mutual and we became lovers! I gave myself completely to him with absolutely delighted abandon, and 1968 became my own personal "summer of love!" And our utterly passionate and uninhibited lovemaking was pleasure beyond my wildest fantasies! And, when he began sharing me with his mature, very horny friends, well...I just became the eager cock-hungry cumslut I had always dreamed of being! And I am grateful to those wonderful lovers to this day! ?

Considering I can fuck myself with a baseball bat, and had a dom top stuff 36 inches of a garden hose up my ass before turning it on, I don't think there is a "too big" cock.

Sounds like I need to get even busier then!

Part 13 We froze as we realized we left the door unlocked and now our professor just caught us fucking in the classroom. We really did not know what to do. However, to our relief Professor Karlsson broke the ice and said "No need to worry, you can carry on, I just left my phone here" he said with a smile and face that had some hint of disbelief of what he's just witnessed. As professor Karlssom rummaged through his desk looking for his phone, Jacob and David didn't bother to pull out of me but both were still frozen but still hard inside me. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, Prof Karlsson found his phone and was just about to leave the room but before he did, he gave us one last look and smirked at us. God did he look hot. Before closing the door he said "next time you may want to lock the doors and keep it down a little bit, i could hear your moans from the parking lot" and then he was gone. After Professor Karlsson left, the 3 of us looked at each other and started laughing. Then Jacob started grinding into me again then David followed suit. The 3 of us started to moan and while fucking me David remarked "I bet you'd have wanted Professor Karlsson to join us, didn't you?" And replied "God, yes!, I want his cum in me, I want all your cum in me!" David and Jacob must have really gotten off on the idea of having the professor join us and the thrill of getting caught earlier was still fresh, both guys started to plow me harder, and then Jacob started to grunt heavily a sign that he was cumming and then David followed suit, grunting and panting and he came inside me as well. They must have cum a lot as I immediately started leaking cum after they pulled out. We all got dressed and left the room leaving it with the scent of sex, sweat, and cum. We then parted ways with both David and Jacob deciding to head to their dormitories while I stayed back in the building as I had to freshen up my self in the washroom. As I got myself into the washroom, I realized I wasn't alone and that there was a janitor inside. He smiled at me and I smiled back. As I was fixing my hair and make up I couldn't help but notice that the janitor kept looking at me. And then I realized he must have heard all the moaning and grunting earlier. I can't help but smile, I looked back at the janitor and I realized he is kind of hot.he looked young maybe around my age, bronze skin, clean shaven face, toned body maybe 5'6 or so. I really don't mind having him fuck me I thought to myself. As I continued to fix myself I the janitor talk to me and say "you the one fucking earlier?" I looked right back at him and said "yes" and winked. He then went closer to me and whispered "can I try?" I smiled and said "sure thing" he then went over to the door and locked it and he started to undress. I also undressed myself showing him my breasts which I think he liked and then exposing to him my freshly fucked pussy. As he removed his pants and underwear I saw that he had an averaged sized dick maybe 6 inches and not so thick. I immediately started sucking it and he must have really liked it as all I can here from him were moans of pleasure. After a few more minutes I got myself into the sinks and presented to him my pussy. He followed suit and without warning plowed his cock right into me into the hilt. He didn't have any difficulty entering, the loads from earlier made sure of that. The janitor sttted humping and he played with my breasts as well and after a few more minutes of fucking I heard him say "I cum in you" and then he grunted and moaned as he released his cum inside me. He then pulled out his now cum covered cock from my pussy and he was just about to wipe it with some tissue but I stopped him. He gave me this confused look but I just went down and started sucking his now softening cum covered cock. In seconds he was hard again and he must have really liked it as he started pumping into my mouth with his hands behind my head - face fucking me. Then again he started to grunt and I tasted his salty/bitter cum and swallowed it. He thanked me as he got dressed and I just smiled back. He unlocked the doors and left. I looked back at myself on the mirror and thought "God, I'm such a slut, what was his name again?"

Deputy Head Teacher, Elementary School.

Had a good day even though I only got 2 loads, they were both huge ones from guys who hadn't nutted in 5 days! Guy number one was a thirtysomething guy with a huge black cock. He worked my hole for nearly 2 hours. He was having difficulty staying hard as he would get his cockiness me for a stroke or two and then lose it. Finally when I though it wasn't going to happen, he got rock hard and grew to his full 10"! Then he was holding my head and shoulders down telling me head down ass up! Twenty minutes later he was balls deep in hole pumping his load! Definitely going to have to have a repeat! Next was a 19 year old kid who was hung like a horse that I found on Craigslist. Knocked on his door and he answered wearing a towel. The minute I closed the door, he dropped the towel and lay back on a mattress he had in his living room. I immediately dropped to my knees and sucked him to full hardness. I then crawled up, straddled him and impaled myself on his fat 9"! Then I slowly rocked up and down, making sure to work his pole with my talented hole. Needless to say he didn't last more than 10 minutes before I felt him blasting my insides with his babies! I'm attaching his pic here! not one time today was hiv status or condoms mentioned!

I stared Prep in March and had already been bred a ton of times in 2017 including 2 guys i knew were positive when they bred me (both are regular fuck buds now). I'm not chasing anything except sexual excess and pleasure with other guys, though I am surprised that i Have remained negative from the breedings i had before starting PreP since many were in places like Club Orlando and 321 Slammer in Fort Lauderdale. At last check I am still negative and and I'm still getting bred b tons of guys. Current partner count is 249 guys and 276 loads for the year

Seriously thinking about it.

Dore Alley was good to me (not as good as past years, but...) Year to date totals: 258 unique donors (as far as I can determine - if it's an anon load, it's counted as unique), 428 total loads. What to do between now and Southern Decadence?!?!?!?!

(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.) Also, this is my first story on here. Would love feedback on what worked and didn't. I don't have much experience writing stories. (pic of my body) 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 hole. “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 walked into the dimly lit, red-tinged hallway. The night had just begun.

It's not rape...

Friday in the woods Another guys cock slid in my whole, so stretched from the buttplug I couldn’t fight him off. The guy I was sucking grab my head and held his cock all the way down my throat cutting off my air. I began to panic when he pulled out, a bottle off poppers appeared under my nose and without meaning to I inhale deeply. My head was spinning as the latest cock throbbed in my how. “Fuck yeah slut take those poz babies. Fuck boy get him over the trunk” I was manhandled around and pushed of the trunk of a fallen trunk of a fallen tree. During the brief time I was upright I saw at least 6 men, all of them older and with their cock out and grinning, looking like you stereotypical to catch a predator. Poppers were shoved under my nose while another cock slammed in my making me gasp, my head was held and I breathed in, my mind spinning. Another troll moved around front and a cock was in my mouth and tasted so good. The flavors of piss and sweat ran over my tongue as precum oozed out of it. Looking I saw a wiry grey bush, raising my eyes up a guy that could be my grandfather leered down. His thin hand held the popper bottle to my nose again. Making eye contact he nodded slowly and I knew my role. Breathing hits I bobbed on his cock as he chuckled. “Cunt is open for all cummers now, lets make sure he gets every drop of our poz cum” Tears formed at my eyes as another troll easily slid in my wrecked hole the cum dripping down my balls I fell into a state of bliss and sensation as the filthy men used me from both ends, and the poppers made my head swim. I barely had the thought of how I got to this point before it was chased away as the next cock throbbed in my mouth and I swallow his bitter sperm, looking eagerly to the next guy not caring about anything but getting more cock and cum in me.

Friday evening After waking up for the second time that day I felt sore, used and confused, I was now divorce with some sex workers poz load in my ass. My head swum at what that mean, I couldn’t even digest what was going on in my life it was all just too much to handle at once. It was around 6 pm when the fog cleared enough in my head to think of anything to do, the first thing that popped in was the mundane task of getting the mail. Simple enough thing and easily done….small steps I guess. I opened my front door and there was another supplement delivery form next door, this time with a note. “Ran into your ex as we were leaving, sorry to hear neighbor. Mixed these up figure you might want to just get a run in and clear your mind. Let us know if we can help” There were a total of six bottle altogether and this time they were a much darker yellow brownish tinge, I wonder if they made them extra strength knowing I need a boost. Forgetting about the mail I grab the gift and went inside putting 5 in the fridge and, thinking that a run sound like a good idea started drinking one. Gah these must be stronger they tasted a lot more acrid, the pleasant warmth filled my belly and I went upstairs to put on my running gear. Once I had my blank jock and tank top on I grabbed my big butt plug and worked it in my hole. Didn’t want cum leaking down my leg on a trail. Then stepped in my shorts and shoes. I know they said only drink one and these were made stronger it seems but with the day I was having I grabbed a second one from the fridge and quick chugged it. And just like that I was off. I took the same way that Tom and Mike and shown me the other day, my wind was really good and soon sweat was dripping of my body and my tank was soaked. Those water bottles really did the trick though, between the running and the supplements my mind was clearing up, letting me focus just on my running and movement, of course this also meant the movement of the plug in my ass which felt amazing as it was worked around. Working my way through the woods I followed the same trail as before and found my way over to the highschool. There I did some stretches and then some pushups and squats just for some muscle work. Having drank two bottle I started to feel like I had to piss so turned around and started back down the path. It was about 7 at this time and the sun was still up but on the horizon heading towards night. Jogging along the urge to piss for more and more urgent, not helped any by the plug in my hole. I was about half way through the woods when I noticed an off shoot and decided to chance it and take a quick piss. I slowed to a walked and walked the meandering path in a bit. It came to what looked like a bit of a clearing, I quickly pulled my short down ad bit and fished my cock out. Took awhile to get a stream going as I was half hard but once it started damn that felt good, man I must had had to go more than I thought I was pissing for a good minute when I heard a noise behind me. Startled I turned and saw an older guy come through the trail. He was maybe like 50s decent shaped dressed similar to mem he looked down at my pissing cock and then back up and me and winked. With that he went a bit away from me and started to piss as well. Fuck that was close , thank god he was just int eh same spot as I was. Unfortunately his appearance my my cock go hard again and I had to strain to get my flow started. Suddenly I jumped as I felt his hot breath on my ear “Need help with that?” Without a word or asking his hand reached around and grabbed my cock, instinct and my inner slut took over as moaned and leaned into his body. He smelled of sweat from running and it was like poppers, I moaned as he worked my shaft and his mouth nibbled on my ear. “Haven’t seen you in here before, you must be new. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you. Would you like that? Want Daddy to take care of you Son” “Oh yes please” I gaped breathlessly as his hand worked me slowly making me writhe against him, his other hand reached down the waist band on my shorts cupping my and agoign to my hole. “Fuck what do we have here, must be my lucky day. Bend over boy” His tone made me do as he said and without a thought in my head I bent forward. He pull my shorts all the way down showing my ass and the handle of the plug. “MMmmmmm jackpot, fucking slut bottom boy running with a plug in his ass. We are going to have some fun. Stay just like that boy.” He backed away a bit and I turned to see him taking a pic with his cam and typing into his phone, I started to straighten up and he was on me, turned me around and slapped me hard across the face. I saw stars and before I could regain my composure he pushed me to the ground and whipped his cock out. “Suck that cock slut boy” His cock wasn’t that big but it was uncut, sticking out of a silvered bush. My mouth watered and I stuck my tongue out and licked under the foreskin tasting his sweat, piss and precum. I moaned around his cock and began to take more and more of it into me. My Daddy threw his head back and lifted his arms showing dense pit fur. I hint of humiliation hit me as I realized I was still hairless from the neck down. I heard a rustling coming from the trail and Daddy just looked down and smiled at me. Through the break in the trees came two younger guys about college age, they looked similar enough that they must be brothers. “Glad you could join me, look what I found sons” My eyes grew big as it hit me, these were this guys kids and he had texted them to help in using me. The short of the two came around back and lifted me up still bent over blowing his father. He grabbed the plug and pulled it out in one quick motion . My muffled scream not stopping anything as the first son shoved his cock in my hole and started fucking me. Being young he didn’t last one and grunted adding more cum to my ass. He pulled out and his brother took his place, his cock was thick and a moaned as it hit my prostate making my own cock leak into my jock. At this point his father started to speed up the abuse of my mouth and I could hear his breathing picking up. His son redoubled his effort and the two flooded me at the same time. The father’s cum was sweet and I gobbled it down as I fell the older son fill my hole with a second load. “Good job boys should be fun for the rest. Lets go” Spent I dropped to my knees as the three put themselves back together. My hole felt empty and I grabbed the buttplug and started working it back in my hole. It felt so good I started fucking my hole with it bouncing on it sweat dripping form me , my eye glazed over I watch as the three left the clearing. I sat back down on my heels wondering what to do when I heard someone approach again. The guy that came through the clearing was about my age but very much not a runner. He wasn’t fat but not in great shape. He leered at me and smiled, grabbing his crotch. My mouth watered and I zeroed in on it as he unzipped and pulled out a decent sized dick and walked it over to me. Without thinking I started sucking, wanting more cum needing to get more in me. A bottle of poppers was placed at my nose and I took a big hit, then another, then another. Y head swam as I sucked harder and hard. The guy moaned and thrust his cock dripping precum in my mouth. Hands again grabbed my ass and lifted me. Someone else must have come into the clearing. I felt the plug pulled from my ass, my tank was pulled from me and the plug was place in that on the ground. A cock lined up and shove in me. It felt great, sliding in my worn hole I moaned around the cock in my mouth as the man shot his cum. It was bitter and watery but I swallowed it down. He stepped away and was replaced by another cock. I no longer noticed the guys just the cock. I was in a daze, I felt horrid and dirty thinking of sucking all these dicks without knowing the guy, without being attracted to them. The guy using my mouth had a belly that would hit my forehead with each thrust. The guy in my ass grunted and I felt his cum added to my hole. At this point I stood up and needed a breather. The light was fading but I could make out a couple more guys, no one I would have picked up at the bar. A hand came around my chest and the bottle was placed to my nose. I heard the command breathe……and I did. The bottle was held there as I inhaled forcing me to take hit after hit, my head swam and my breathing increased. “There you go, that’s the ticket now bend back over and let us finish shooting our dirty loads in that hole. You know you want it slut boy “ I leaned over and grabbed my ankle as another cock entered me. A sigh escaped my lips and the rocking continued. The slapping fo their flesh against my ass. Working the loads deep in me. Tears formed at my eyes as the man grunted cumming in me and slapped my ass hard “Who wants to knock this cunt up next”………..

OK so since this was done in smaller chapters of sorts here is the whole story to date as one long article so you don't have to lose your hard on scanning through the pages Monday, Day 1 I waved goodbye to my wife as she drove off to spend 2 weeks with her sister at some spa thing. She dose these often and I always end up enjoying myself when she does. First just because it is healthy for couples to spend some time apart but also because it lets me do some stuff I would rather she not know about. See even though I love my wife, and I consider myself straight, I have a secret. Every now and then I login in to one of the gay sites, get out some lube and my poppers, strip down to a jock and search for guys to have phone sex with. I would edge myself for hours until I couldn’t hold back anymore. I know a lot of build up for something pretty tame but hey we all have our quirks. Plus I figure it is the safest version of cheating on her I can do. I mean it isn’t like I am going to catch anything from my hand. After she left I went back inside the house and finished getting ready for work, just as I was about to leave a kinky thought popped in my head and I ran upstairs. Stripping of my suit pants and boxer briefs I grabbed my jock from the drawer and slide into it. I love the way the black Bike jock framed my ass. My Polish, Irish mix looks great in black, the pale skin and dark black dense body hair just looks great. My cock gave a slight twitch at my kinky thought but before I let it go too far I got dressed and head out. All day long I felt that jock hugging my ass and the tight pouch pressing my cock and ball tight against my body. Ended up having to take a quick bathroom break more than once since I could feel the precum dripping between my legs and over my ass, felt super slick while I was walking. Finally the end of the day came and I started home from work. The constant stimulation all day made me really horny and all I could think about. I just wanted to get home strip down and find some guys for some phone edging. I got home and as I was getting out of my car I saw my neighbor and waved hello, we are decent neighbors kind of friendly we do the usual invite each other to parties things. Him and his husband moved in about 3 year ago and they are a sweet couple.. As soon as I got inside I started ripping off my clothes off and throwing them everywhere, fuck it no one home but me to bitch about it so what do I care. Stripped to my jock I made my way to the garage where we have a second fridge and where I hide my poppers. I love the feel of walking around like this, the garage just smells amazing. I feel a little self-conscious since there are windows but also kind of like the idea that I might be caught. I open the fridge and grab my Berlin XXX and that though occurs to me again. I hesitate only a moment before I twist the cap and take a sniff, then another, and another, and finally one last one. The flush comes over me and I breathe deep. The smell of the garage, gas, wood, a little musty and my own body overwhelm me. Plus the idea of being watch also makes my cock twitch. Before I can change my mind I lay down on the dirty floor and start working my nipples. The popper rush flooding my senses and making me moan. My hand wanders down and grabs my cock. I pull the pouch aside and it sticks straight up from my dense bush. 7 inches uncut with lots of foreskin and dripping precum. I moan as my hand begins to jack it . MY arm come up behind my head and the scent of my pits enters my nostrils. I grab the bottle and take 2 more hits. Working my cock and moaning. Fuck this si so hot. Mostly naked on the filthy garage floor, all the little smells, my ass on the cold concrete. Normally I would edge but I just want to shoot my load so bad. 4 more hits and I can’t help it. The sweat in dripping off me as I fuck my hand, I run my hand through my chest hair and start to lick the salt mix. It tastes so good. I am getting closer. I can feel myself getting to the point of no return, I reach over to grab the popper bottle and just as I am about to take another hit I hear a knock at the front door. Startled I immediately stop stroking and cap the bottle. Shoving my dripping cock back in my jock strap I look around for what to do with the poppers. I settle on shoving them in the pouch next to my cock and make my way to the front of the house. I grab some running shorts from the laundry room on the way and a tank top throwing them on quickly. Still a little sweaty I open the door and see my neighbor standing there dressed in some running gear. “Hey I saw the wife leave and figured you might be lonely on your first day, figured I would invite you out for a run with me and Tom. Gotta make sure you don’t end up with a Dad bod. Although looks like you might have already been working out you look a bit flushed” I panic a bit and without thinking just say sure and ask what time he wanted to meet up. He says they usually run around 6 during the summer. We, head from our development through the nearby park, around the high school and then back. Takes about an hour and has a nice variation in terrain so you don’t get bored. I pause for a minute and without thinking shift my weight from one foot to the other, I feel the bottle move in my pouch and think fuck as it slips out of my shorts leg and hits the carpet. Thankfully if bounces behind the door and I don’t think he saw it. I again say I’ll come over at 6 and go for a run and close the door. I fall against it breathing heavy and feeling relived I managed not to let on what I was doing. Taking a couple deep breathes to clear my lungs I head upstairs to take a quick shower (I know showering before sweating but I had that dirt from the garage still on my back). I get out of the shower grab a fresh jock and clean running shorts, check myself in the mirror and go down stares for a light snack before heading over to the neighbors Monday Evening Having got myself squared away I put on my best face and headed next door, I love wearing running shorts. I tend to favor the short nylon kind, in black of course, with the built in underwear (I cut that part out seems superfluous since I always wear a jock) and my black underarmour compression tank. Anyways I knocked on the door and there was Toms husband Mike. The two are like night and day if you ask me, Tom is big and more built with dark hair like mine and Mike is a ginger with a slightly smaller build. The only thing they both have in common is the amount of body hair. Both are like me in that regard, thick dense chest hair and furry legs with dense pit hair. Mike, was standing there with no shirt and his dress pants still on “Hey Tom said you were joining us come one in and sit a bit, just got home and need to change and ill be right down. Tom is out on the back deck if you want to get some water first and chat” I had never really been in their house before so just sort of walked in the general direction of the kitchen figuring their layout couldn’t be much different than mine. Tom was on the back deck drinking water and looking ready to go he was staring off into his yard , probably doing what I tend to do and imagine what little project to add next. I stepped out onto the patio and grabbed an offered water bottle from off the table. I did the usual look around thing and admired their backyard. A set of stairs led up to the second floor deck that must come off their bedroom. All in all it was a nice way to spend any evening. I unscrewed the water bottle and took a long drink and almost gagged, it had a weird taste to it and left a nasty after taste on my tongue. I sputtered a little and Tom turned around. “Whoops that one is for Mike not you, he like to add a special supplement to his to help him try and get bigger. Might as well finish it off Ill go make him another. The other water doesn’t have the supplements in it so feel free to take one of those after you finish that one. Who know maybe you will like the effects. He says it gives him lots of energy and that he can go for hours after just the one bottle.” Screwing up my face I figured what the hell and downed it quickly so as not to taste it that much. I then grabbed the other bottle and cracked it open take a big drink and getting the flavor out. Damn, no idea what he uses but I could definitely feel it kicking in. I suddenly had lots of energy and couldn’t wait to go for a run. Mike came down dressed in blue running gear to match mine and we were ready to go. Tom re-explained the course to me and we were off. I kept paces with them and after 10 minutes a good sweat was dripping off my body. I seem hyper aware of the way the compression tank was slightly rubbing my nipples. My cock started getting hard and I was glad I was wearing my jock. We had cleared the park and were circling around the high school heading back when they started picking up the pace. First Mike was taking off then Tom, I was working hard to keep up and was doing a god job until we got back into the wooded area near the park. Sweat was really dripping off me now as I followed them through the woods, branches brushing my skin that seemed hyper aware, a steady dripping of precum leaking out of my cock I could feel it join the sweat running down my legs. I was afraid I would lose them when we finally broke free and were back in the development heading back to their place. We reached the steps and I mostly collapsed panting like a dog, sweat plastering my body hair to me. Tom and Mike chuckled and went inside inviting me to come on in. I hesitated say I was all sweaty and they said so were they and to stop being stupid. “We are just gonna go grab a cool shower, there is another one in the guest room if you want to do the same and I am sure I can find some short for you to throw on. How about you stay for dinner, we are grilling tonight and well Mike makes the most amazing meat.” Throwing a wink at Mike, who blushed, and ran upstairs. With an offer like that how could I refuse. I made my way with them upstairs to the guest room and found the second bath. Stripping off my sweaty clothes I prepared to get in the shower. I started by rubbing the soap first all over my chest and pits, fuck it felt good. My skin was still tingling from whatever was in that water. My cock was rock hard in the spray and I could resist tugging it. Fuck that felt amazing. I started to slow jack my cock, my other hand going down and rubbing my soapy balls, tickling the area behind them made me gasp. I began to wonder and let my finger slide further right against my hole. Making small circles I breathed heavy fuck that felt amazing. Grabbing some more soap I began playing with my hole in ernest. I was surprised out how easily my finger slide in, then another finally a third finger working my hole. My cock was forgotten as I went to town. Plunging my fingers in and out. I bit my hand not to make noise. Holy shit a fourth finger went in. It felt amazing , I lay down on the floor of the tub and threw my legs up really pounding my hole. A knock on the door woke me from my stupor “You OK in there neighbor” Toms muffled voice asked Startled and very embarrassed about my actions I stammered out that I was fine just had a cramp and would be out in a second. Quickly washing up I dried off and wrapped a towel around my waist to go out into the main room. I looked around and my running gear was gone but nothing was there to replace it. I wander over to the master bedroom and looked around for one of my host but didn’t find them. I did see Mike’s , I assumed since it was blue, jock laying on the floor. Again on impulse I went over grabbed it and sniffed it. Fuck that smelled great, I rubbed my face all over it breathing deep. Hearing footsteps coming from right outside the doo I panicked and tucked it under my towel. It was Mike “ oh hey yeah you need some clothes, just grab whatever you find out of the drawers on the right. Tom’s stuff should fit you” and with that he walked back down the hall. Not sure why I did it I slipped his used jock on. It was super tight on my but felt so good. I went to tomes draws and found some basketball shorts and a tank to throw on and head downstairs to hang out and wait for dinner. Monday Dinner Dinner was soon served and I dug in. Somehow that jog had made me extremely hungry. I tucked in like it was my last meal. “So Tom tell sme you drank my water by mistake before the run. How did you like the supplements?” I blushed slightly thinking about what had happened in the shower and nodded. “Seems like they work pretty well, definitely made me run a bit faster, and sweat a ton more than usual. “ “Yeah Tom loves when I use em, says we get a much better workout. Only issue is they tend to make you fucking horny as all hell so we usual fuck like rabbit when we get home.” I nearly choked on the wine I was sipping, sputtering and trying to catch my breath I notice Tom give Mike a reprimanding look, but with a smile. “ It is true something about all that sweat on my man and of course how hungry those things make his hole just makes me want to fuck his brains out. Actually getting hard just thinking about it. Want some more wine?” Without waiting for my response Tom half stood to top me off and I couldn’t help but look and see his half hard cock outlined in the shorts he was wearing. My eye glued to his bulge I watched it give a noticeable twitch before he sat back down. Mike leaned in close to my ears asking me if I liked the view. So caught off guard was I that I dropped my fork and gave a startled yelp. Before thinking about it I reached down to pick it up and felt the borrow short slip down a bit. I heard a slight chuckle from Mike as I straightened up and returned to eating our meal. The conversation went back to a more normal topic after that. Lawn care and what not, which movies are out. The rest of dinner pasted with no more surprises and I was about to go home when Mike asked if I wanted to come running again tomorrow. “Ill even make you some of my supplements to use….actually here take these to bottle I prepped if you want. I usually take one at night again and then one in the morning and the third just before I go for a run. Since you are just starting it I would wait and just take one in the morning.” Thanks I said as I left saying my goodbyes to Tom and Mike , on the way home I thought about the two water bottle and my shower earlier…as I walked into the house I thought, about Mike’s instructions and said fuck it I can handle whatever he is doing. Before I could think twice I downed one of the bottles. The same bitter taste assaulted my tongue and I grabbed a Gatorade from the fridge to get rid of it. Fuck that tasted good. Then I remembered my earlier plans and my cock got hard. Remembering hot it was before I walked into the garage. It was night and the only light was from the security flood lights form Tom and Mike’s house. Stripping off the borrow clothes I stood there in Mike’s sweat blue jock. Suddenly a rush of sweat broke out over my body and my hands moved on their own. Twisting and pulling my nipples, rubbing the front of the jock. On instinct I stepped out of the jock and poured some poppers into the pouch, bringing it to my nose it smelled amazing, fresh sweat and poppers, fuck my cock was rock hard. I lay on the floor and started to work my hand up and down the shaft. Leaving the jock draped across my face the smell of seat and poppers making me moan. My left hand drifted and move towards my ass. Sweat started pouring from my body and I took another hit from the popper bottle, and another, and another 6 hits and I was moaning. The smells and sensations, the dirt and grit digging into my back my finger inched toward my hole and I surrendered to the feelings. Plunging 3 finger in I moaned and writhed. The jock slipped in my mouth and I taste the balls sweat. Sucking on it like a baby I drank his the salt mix. My finger moved furiously in my ass, again a fourth was added with little resists. Fuck I wanted more, looking around the garage I was in a haze, my eye fell on my wife’s tennis racket and a sick thought entered my mind. Not caring I grabbed it and slathering it with the precum leaking form my as and the worked it in. fuck it felt great. I ended up with my feet on the window sill to get the angle right and started fucking my ass with her racket, moaning and jerking my cock, sweat dripping down me I started to get closer and closer. Fuck this felt so good I never wanted to stop, my hand became a blur and all thought of edging left my mind as the orgasm came upon me. Volleys of cum shot from my cock, landing on my face and chest 8 shots in total and my body went slack. The jock covering my face was spotted with my cum and before I knew it I was shoving it in my mouth adding the taste my own jizz to the mélange of sweat and ass. Shuddering I remove the tennis racket from my ass and dragged myself out of the garage and upstairs. I got in the shower to rinse of and felt my sore ass, sticking a finger in it I hissed. Damn I hope I hadn’t done any damage. Exhausted I dragged myself to bed and fell dead asleep until the alarm clock went off. Tuesday Morning The alarm forced me to open my eyes and face the next day, I felt drained and still tired. Looking down I saw my cock was at its usually full mast in the morning. Without even thinking two finger went in my mouth and started to work their way into my hair hole. A sigh escaped my lips and a pearl of precum formed quickly on the head of me cock. My palm rubbed it around the head before enveloping the shaft and starting to jerk. Finally the finger were all the way in my sore ass and I started to fuck myself (felt weird to call it that but hey it is what it is). My moved up and my feet went flat to the mattress giving me more access. My hand was a blur as I approached orgasm, a thin sheen of sweat broke out on my body as I came my cum hitting the middle of my chest 3 times before slacking and coating my abs. Taking my finger from my hole I swirled them in the chest hair, mixing the cum and then quickly without thought shoved them in my mouth. The taste of my ass and cum and a bit of sweat as intoxicating, I moaned and wen back from more until I was a sticky mated mess. Contentedly sigh I got up and went to the shower to get prepped for work. Quick mirror check let me know I could skip shaving at least one more day if not two, my little morning jerk had cost me some time. As I was about to get dressed I looked at Mike blue jock laying on the floor. On a dirty impulse I put it back on, it felt rough against my cock an balls and I knew it was dirty but didn’t care. Just to make sure though I covered it up with my usual boxer briefs and finished dressing in my usual 3 piece suit for work. As I was making my way out the door I noticed the other water bottle. I felt taking it now might not be a good idea but surely if I only took half at lunch I wouldn’t have any issues. Dropping it in my bag I hopped in my car and headed off to work, a smile on my face and the tast of my ass and cum on my mouth. Tuesday Work I arrived and work and tucked in behind my desk and started going about all the mundane tasks of my day. Every now and then though thoughts of my actions over the last 2 hours would pop in my head and I could feel my cock twitch against the rough sweat and cum soaked fabric of the stolen jock. The tight pouch holding my furry balls and cock close to my body, the coarse fibers rubbing ever so slightly as I shifted in my chair. Needless to say my mind wander a bit and but I got through it all. That is until lunch time came. I had run down to the local deli and just grabbed a salad and what not to eat at my desk. Might slight distraction had put me not technically behind but I tend to be an over achiever so anything less than above average make me feel like a failure. So sitting at my desk and realize I didn’t grab a drink to go with my lunch. Meh fuck it I had the water bottle I figured it wouldn’t be anything I couldn’t handle, beside I knew I wasn’t at home so I was sure I could control any urges that came along. I grabbed the water bottle from my bag and took a long swallow, it tasted bitter but it was kind of growing on me. That was how my lunch went until I realized I had drunk the whole bottle instead of just the half bottle I had meant to drink. The warm feeling swept over me and I tried to ignore it and just get back to work. I felt a sweat break out over me and worried I might get my jacket dirty so got up and draped it over the back of my chair. The pouch rubbing my cock and balls caused me to pause and enjoy the feeling. I sat back down and went back to work, it was now worse than in the morning. My thoughts kept thinking of how good it had feel to play with my hole and the taste of the jock and cum in my mouth. My tongue licked my lips and tasted the sweat forming on my upper lip and I moaned. My eyes flitted to the door to my office and back to my work. A thought popped in my head…..it was still during the lunch hour…..most of the staff was still out….it isn’t like I’ve never jerked off in my office before but that was just a quick tug behind my desk after a long day. Without knowing how I had done it I was already at my door turning the lock. In a daze I turned around and glanced around my office, my gaze hooded and hungry. My eyes fell on the water bottle, empty and sitting in the trash. I quickly unbuckled and pull down my pants and underwear leaving the jock on I grabbed the bottle and kneeled on the floor. I position my ass right over the bottle cap and rocked down on it. Fuck it felt amazing. Even though I couldn’t get it that far in just the cap popping in and out of my hole turn me on. I was bouncing on it and rubbing the rough crusted jock against me. I quickly pulled it aside and started jerking. Twisting my nipples while bouncing I felt the orgasm cumming on me quickly, and before I knew it cum erupted, I shot 5 times and sagged back on my heels, my full weight settled on the bottle and with a surprise yelp it slipped into me. I saw stars and my breathing quickened. I pants as I adjusted to the invasion. Looking down I could see the cum splattered all over my floor. Instantly I was on my hands, my tongue licking the dirty rough carpet sucking up all my jizz. The water bottle popped out and hit the floor just as I finished licking up the last drops of my cum. I quickly rearranged myself sorted my office out and went back to work all the happier. My thought still drifted but I was able to make it through the end of the work day and head home. As I was driving home a thought occurred to me and I made a detour. Parking in the stores lot I got out and walked in…. Tuesday After Work Walking into the porn shop I thought of what it was I was looking for and why I had waited so long to get one. Now before you think I am a married prude I am not unfamiliar with porn shop, adult bookstores or ABS as you kids call em nowadays. I stop by on occasion to pop in some dollars and jerk off quick on the way home. Often with the viewing window down so me and some stranger can watch each other jerk off. They are again a nice safe way to be kinky without risking more than you want. As I walked in took notice of the cashier and smiled. It was one of my favorites, not that I have ever done anything but this guy was hot as all held. An older guy full and nice trimmed white bear, shaved head and really muscular. Think if you spliced Anderson Cooper with Joe Manganiello, fuckin nice image right. Anyways I went up to the toy wall and started browsing. Fuck there is a lot of thing that you can stick up your ass. I kept walking back and forth trying to decide between a set of butt plugs that were marketed as trainers (3 separate boxes 3 in each starting small and going to Lincoln tunnel) or this dildo that looked like what I imagined Tom’s cock must be like. “Need some help there son?” Without hearing him the cashier had snuck up behind me, I gave a start and a stare cause holy fuck he was hotter closer up. My hole started to twitch again like at lunch and my cock started to thicken, Fuck bet I still had some of the supplement running through me. “Ummmm not really sure which one to get, kinda new to all this” I stammered “Well here I can help you there” with that he grabbed the beginner and intermediate butt plug trainers off the wall and started back to the counter. On impulse I grabbed the dildo, figure I might be able to get it in there some day. I walked up to the front of the counter and he chuckled and motioned for me to come behind. The counter was tall about waist high and had shelves for storage underneath. The cashier looked at me and told me to drop my pants…..I stared at him like he was crazy and he repeated the command this time in a much more forceful way. Adding if I need it there were some poppers for encouragement under the counter to my left. Looking over I saw a bottle of Amsterdam already opened. Again my hole twitched and my mind raced. Was I really going to listen to this guy. Just then the front door opened and a guy came up to buy some tokens for the back. I sighed with relief. I am sure I look very out of place in my suit and tie just standing behind the counter. “Got a new one? “ “Naw just gonna give him a fitting” said the cashier with a wink The new comer chuckled and wandered off to the back room . He looked at me stared into my eyes and then glanced down. As if of their own accord my hands trembling undid my belt and drop my pants to the floor, before I could hesitate I grabbed the poppers bottle and took 4 deep hits. The rush hitting me and kicking that water back into me. I grabbed my underwear and the jock and tore them down exposing my full bush and hairy ass. The cashier looked at me with lust and came over and turned me so I was facing out into the store. Grabbing lube form the shelf I felt him smear some on my ass. “Now the beginner butt plug feels like this” and with that 2fingers were shoved roughly into my hole. I instinctively stood on tip toe, trying to deny him further entrance. His meaty hand came down on my shoulder and forced me back down. A moan escape my lips as I started to move my hips in a circle. His finger worked in and out of my hole, hitting my prostate. My cock fully hard dripped a steady leak of precum into the pouch of the jock between my feet. “This is the smaller set so this is what you would be starting with. Though seems like you have already being working this out a bit on your own. So we will get your started right at the intermediate level OK” Wordlessly and I nodded my head. At that moment I heard the door open. Panic gripped me as I saw Tom walk in the store. Quickly I ducked down pulling the cashier finger from my ass and crammed myself onto the shelf. “Hey Tom, got your order in , look like you are going to have a fun weekend this time.” “Me and Mike have a fun weekend every time but this time is going to be special. You should stop by after you get off work. We would love to have you. Not really a group outing but always fun to add a fourth.” “I just might do that thanks, here ya go have great day “ Once Tom left I scampered back out from under the shelf and the cashier was shaking his head and chuckling “Don’t know why you were so afraid Tom has seen me doing worse than that in here. Hell one time he came in while is husband was blowing me. That was a fun night. We ended up spit roast that hot little number right behind the counter. So back to your purchases, let get you’re the intermediate and that dildo I saw you drooling over and bring up. Here turned around for me and let me see that hole again……you might wanna hit those poppers too” Not needing encouragement when it came to poppers I took another 4 hits and present my ass. I heard him open the one box, smear some more lube on my hole and then felt the cool silicon of the butt plug pressing against my ass. Panicked I took 2 more hit of poppers and it snapped into me. I saw stars and my cock. FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKK it almost made me come. My breath was coming in shallow gasps. “ There ya go now pull up those pants and be on your way sexy. Before I decide to take a taste of the hole with more than just my fingers” Sliding money onto the counter I grabbed my purchases and made my way out of the store, the whole time the butt plug was rubbing my prostate. I opened my car door and sat down, instantly my cock erupted and the pressure from the seat pushed me over the edge. My cock pulsed in the jock constrained and holding all my cum . It took me about 5 min before I could put the keys in the ignition and pull away. And you can bet I hit every pit hole on the way home…… Tuesday Evening I got out of my car and looked at my cellphone, 5pm, I had an hour before I had to be over at Tom and Mike’s for another run. As I walked up my front steps I noticed a 6 bottles of water on the front steps with a note, “ In case you wanted needed some more”. A smile crept over my face as I bent down and grabbed it, the butt plug shifting in my ass sending little waves of pleasure through my body. I walked in dropped my bag and I grabbed the water and carried it into the kitchen putting it into the fridge to chill….I debated half a second before I grabbed one and drank half of it. The bitter strange flavor seemed strong but I didn’t care. With only an hour to spare I got y purchases from the front hall and made my way upstairs. As soon as I was in the bedroom I stripped down to my stolen jock. My hand reached around and felt where the plug was locked firmly in my ass. I started to pull it out and gasp at the amount of pain that hit me. Fuck that isn’t good, I guess I was so hot at the porn shop I didn’t notice, or maybe it was the poppers. Thinking that might help I went to my bed stand and grabbed my bottle, taking 4 hits I felt the warmth and horniness sweep over me. I reached back again and started pulling on the butt plug. This time I got it to move and could feel it working out of my ass. Fuck it started to feel good, a moan escaped my lips as I felt my ass stretching. Slowly I pulled careful not to hurt myself, sweat broke out on my body. A little bit more and it would clear the fat part and I could go take a shower and get dressed. Just before I thought it was going to give I heard a shout from downstairs. It was Tom “ Hey neighbor! Your dor was open and I thought I would come by and make sure you got the water and ceck you were coming tonight” Startled by the voice my hand let go of the butt plug and it snapped back into my tight hole. Stars danced in front of my eyes and I groaned loudly. “Yup, I be there in a bit, just wanted to hop in the shower and rinse off the day.” “OK, I’ll just wait down here for ya then and we can head over together.” Fuck I thought with Tom waiting I didn’t have time for this. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…..well guess this will be interesting. I stripped off the jock and hopped in my shower, the whole time I was in there I was desperately trying to get the plug out of my ass. Finally worrying that Tom would think something was wrong I got out dried off and went to get dress. I stepped back into Mike’s jock and a pair of compression shorts under my usual running shorts. Figured I had seen people wear them like this and this way in case the damn fucking butt plug decided to pop out the compression shorts would help hold it in place. I made my way down the stairs and saw Tom sitting on my couch dressed all in green this time, his blonde fur sticking out of his tank top, his hand resting behind his head the flashing his furry pits. Fuck my nostrils dilated and I swear I could smell something, it made my cock twitch and my ass spasm around the plug. When he looked over and smiled at me I think I even blushed a little. “Here I also wanted to bring you this.” He held out a flash drive to me, I looked at it puzzled “ It is a relaxing programs. Mike used to have a hard time sleeping when he started taking the supplements of his so I whipped up this in order to help him relax. Worked like a charm. Just add it to you play list after the run tonight and you will be sleeping like a baby in no time.” I nodded my thanks and set it down on the coffee table and followed Tom, out the door and over to his place, My cock was hard and straining against the pouch of the stolen jock, kept firmly in place, each step shifting the plug in my hole mad me leak a little. Fuck how was I going to get through this run. Tuesday Run and Bedtime Making my way over to the house I rang the bell and was greeted by Tom who handed me a bottle of water. “Here I made another one for ya so you don’t have to use the ones we gave you right away” Not wanting to let on I had already drank some I quickly drained the bottle while Tom watched smiling to himself. “Hey I was kind of sore after last night wanna help me stretch out a bit before we run?” Tom asked as he go down on the floor and stretched his legs straight in front of him. Thinking nothing of it got down and mirrored his position and started to pull him forward. The water was already starting to warm me up and making my hole throb. The buttplug pushed harder in my ass as I was sitting on their tiled floor. A slight moan escaped my lips and I hoped that Tom didn’t hear me. I heard Mike coming down the stairs as Tom started to pull me toward him stretching my back out and making me bend almost in half. I felt my tank top rising up showing the top of my ass. “Well Tom I guess you win the bet” Mike chuckled Tom just smiled and informed him he would collect later tonight. We finished the stretch and got up off the floor and made our way to the door. The doctored water was definitely making a difference. I could feel all my muscles and just wanted to get out and start using them. The plug in my ass was making me leak and fuck it was amazing. We took off on the same route, I started panting and sweaty almost groaning with each step as my ass shifted and clenched. My body moving and sweating, dripping down my face I was having a a harder time keeping pace with my new friends. The plug was so distracting. My cock was so hard and I was thankful for the compression shorts to keep it in. Once again as we made our way back they both started to sprint as we re-entered the forest. Trying to keep up with them I ran faster, the plug shifting in my ass more and more, hitting my prostate, the shorts rubbing the rough material of the jock over my cock head. Oh fuck OH FUCK FUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK before I could do anything an orgasm rippled through my body. I grabbed a tree to steady myself, my hole spasmed and twisted, I panicked feeling the plug force from my body. Fuck fuck fuck fuck luckily the shorts kept it lodge aimed at my ass. Walking a few feet I spotted a bench and before I could second guess the decision I sat down hard. The plug popped back in sending me into another orgasm. Gasping and grunting and blushing I felt dirty and wrong but so happy. I Jogged the rest of the way back to Mike and Toms, I entered their place and made my way upstairs to the guest bath. I heard noises from the their bedroom that let me know exactly what the bet was for. Blushing I made my way to the bathroom stripping my sweaty clothes off. The stolen jock now drenched in cum and sweat. I got in the shower and managed to get the plug out. My ass felt empty but also amazing. I had never had anything in that long. I set the plug on the soap dish and finished washing. Coming out of the shower I looked at the plug and wondered what to do with it. There was not lube left. Making a quick call I buried it in the back of the under the sink shelf. I figured since they used it for guests I could just pick it up on another visit. Exiting into the main room my blood ran cold, on the bed were my clothes form the other night cleaned and washed, but the dirty ones were missing. Maybe I could lie and say it was my jock and we just had the same taste……fuck fuck fuck. I got dressed and made my way downstairs to Tom and Mike sitting at the kitchen island. Mike passed me some water, I took a sip and tasted the now familiar bitterness and carefully only drank a bit of it . I wasn’t sure how much was safe. The once again invited me to dinner but I begged off saying I wanted to get back to my pace and use the hot tub my wife had insisted we install. I could definitely use the soak. Before leaving Tom reminded me to try using the relaxation tracks he had made for me to help me sleep. Mike looked up with a knowing smile as I shut the door behind me to a shout of “same time tomorrow” Making my way home I stripped as some as I got in , threw on some trunk swim briefs quickly loaded the tracks from the flash drive to my phone and made my way to the hot tub. Booting up the first of 9 tracks , each one was about 45 min, I put in my ear buds and listened. Seemed like some nice ASMR delta wave hippy stuff one of my friends had told me about once. I closed my eyes and started to just drift. After about 15 minutes I felt extremely relaxed and the hot tub had finished a cycle. Taking that as A hint I got out, went to the outside shower we had just for rinsing off and then went upstairs, stripped off my trunks and slid into bed. Putting the earbuds back in I fell quickly asleep. My dreams were really weird but I woke up feeling amazing and refreshed and made my way to the bathroom….. Wednesday Morning Making my way to the bathroom I checked myself in the mirror. Looking at my face it was definitely a shaving day. My usual neat goatee was looking a bit scruffy and needed a trim, looking over my body I ran my hair through my thick chest hair, scratching it, felt really good. Staring at my face in the mirror I wondered what I would look like without the goatee and stubble. Oh well need to get showered and cleaned up. Hopping in the shower I start running my hands all over. Soapy my pecs and abs, washing my cock and balls and my furry pits. My hands started to soap up my ass, kneading the cheeks they drifted closer to my hole. Right away I noticed a difference. Where once I was a air tight a soap finger easily slipped in. A moan escaped my lip and a second finger joined it, then a third. My hole seemed on fire need more. I began to truly finger fuck myself. Working deeper and deeper, I turn my head and my eyes saw the toys on the bathroom counter. The two plugs still left and the dildo, the next thing I knew I was dripping wet and walking to the night stand to grab the poppers from my drawer. Heading back into the running shower I grabbed the dildo and the jar of abolene my wife uses for removing her make up. Having used it once or twice for my own popper fueled edge sessions I knew it was a great lube. I uncapped the poppers and took 6 hits , 3 on each side. My breathing became deeper and my hole hungry. I needed to be filled. I slather up the dildo and gentle touched it to my hole. Just that touch sent desire coursing through my body. I began to push on it, it wasn’t moving, I pushed hard feeling my hole stretch and finally with a gasp of pain touched with pleasure the head popper in. I gasped, unable to to much else as my hole adjusted. I then slowly took it out, popping it back in and gyrating my hips. Again and again I was taking little thrusts of the cock. I took the bas and planted it on the floor of the tub. I angled the water so it was hitting me right in the chest. I got on my knees and pressed down again. Bouncing a little I rode the first 4 inches of the dildo. Sweat pouring from me and mixing with the water. Looking over I grabbed my poppers again. Daring myself I took 10 hits. 5 on each side. The need was pulsing. I could feel my hole throbbing around the dildo, I began riding it again fast and fast. I got up on the balls of my feet for a different angle and felt it hitting something deep in my hole. I changed my angle again to keep hitting that spot. 2 more hits of poppers. I was moaning constantly now, want the fucking to never end. I went to readjust myself again to get at my hole a different angle. While moving my foot out it slipped on the wet tub floor, I had half a second of panic before my weight dropped me down on the rest of the dildo. Something gave way in my and I felt my entire ass spasm, quaking around the dildo. Tremors ripped through my body and the biggest orgasm I had ever felt rocketed through my body. My ass pulsed and kept pulsing, I flopped on the tub floor like a fish unable to control myself, spread through me radiating from my hole I arched my back and the dildo shot form me hitting the other side of the bathtub. Spent I lay there as the water kept raining down on me. I gasped for breath as I came back into myself. Gingerly I touch my hole with my hand and felt the electric connection shoot in my making me moan. Knowing I was now running late I soaped up again and washed offer my body, no time for a shave again. I went out in the bedroom and grabbed my now standard jock strap, this time no other underwear and dress suit, went downstairs grabbed a protein bar 2 bottles of water from the fridge and head off to work… Wednesday Work I got to work and sat in my chair and loaded up the project for the day. My hand idle scratches my chest. Grabbing a bottle of water I began sipping it through the morning. The bitter taste was now welcome and delicious now. I loved swallowing it, before I knew it the first bottle was finished and empty. Gathering all my fortitude I buckled down and focused on the task at hand. Luckily everything was routine and while I was distracted I as able to get through all I needed to get through before lunch time came. My cock was hard and tenting my dress pants. Fuck I was horned up. Since I hadn’t brought any lunch I figured I would head out and grab a bite from one of the nearby cafes. I grabbed by keys and hopped in my car heading out for food. My ass gave a twitch against my suit pants and I moaned. As if of its own accord I was back at the porn shop. Before I knew what I was doing I was out of the car and walking through the door. The Cashier was back behind the counter and smiled at me. “Hey buddy how is everything working out for ya?” “Pretty good thanks, can I get some change for the back?” I asked as I handed him a 20 Smiling with a wink he handed me back my change and I went to the back room. There seemed to be a lot of guys back there , apparently I wasn’t the only one going for a lunch time wank. I usually just go into the first booth I see open but none were open until I got about halfway back. Ducking in quick I fed 5$ into the machine and started up some porn. Opening my fly I reached in and pulled out my cock, moaning as a drop of precum leaked out the front. My other hand rubbed all over my chest rubbing my nipples through my dress shirt. Sweat started to break out on my forehead and I got worried. In order not to get my shirt all wet I took it off and hung it on the hook. Fuck it was hot in here. My hand scratched my furry chest pinching my nipples. Lifting my arms I sniffed my pit and my tongue stretched out licking the sweat. Fuck it tasted so good, another moan left my lips my cock now slick with precum a I was jacking it. The porn on the screen showed a fuck hot guy in a sling getting pounded by a big hairy fucker. My ass twitched and spasmed as I watch the huge cock pound into the guy in the slings hole. His body arched and glistened. Smooth and pale, covered in tattoos and pierced nipples. Just as I was getting close I heard the door to my booth open and turned around in a panic. Holy fuck how had I forgot to lock it. Standing there was the cashier smiling at me. Moving quickly he moved into the booth with me and closed the door locking it. Wondering what he was going to do I stood there stock still. Coming to me he grabbed my hands off my cock and bent my right arm behind my head. Burying his face in my sweaty pit I felt his tongue make a long flat hot swipe, licking the salty mix. Grabbing my chin roughly he turned my head and stared into my eyes. My mouth hung open, I had never done anything with a guy physically before. Taking advantage of my pose his spit at my, landing most of it in my mouth. I taste my sweat and his spit and swallowed. Nodding with a knowing smile he sank to a squat and took my cock in his mouth. HOLY FUCK my wife never gave head this was amazing. My back arched in began thrusting into him. In no time I had built back to where I was, sweat dripping from me I began to shudder and spasm. My body rocked by another amazing orgasm, 8 shots of cum erupted from my cock into the cashier’s mouth. Finally it stopped and I stood there feeling drained. The cashier stood up and stepped right next to me and pulled me close. His hands grabbed my hair and bent my head slightly back, his mouth hovered over mine, barely touching. My mouth breathing escaping form my open mouth. Still staring into my eyes he open his mouth and let my cum drip into me. My eyes were wide as saucers as e spit my load back into me. Once he has it all out his hand came up and closed my mouth. “Swallow”……….and I did Wednesday cont. Cashier reached into my jacket hanging on the wall and pull out my cellphone, and dialed a number. Still dazed he held it to my ear. I have no idea what I heard, my only response was to sign off with “Thank you” and “Yes”. Staring back at cashier I looked into his eyes and slowly nodded. His hand went to my pants belt and undid them. They dropped to the floor leaving me standing in just my black jock. Next his hands move to his own jeans and he opened them, pushing them just past his ass. I was shocked to see his cock in a steel cage, a small padlock attached. Above his cock was the word “Property” and under that “of” the rest of the tattoo disappearing onto his cock and under the metal. Reaching behind him he grunted and gasped, bring the item around to the front I knew what to do. He held it up and locked eyes with me again, the light from the porn playing showed the pug clean and glistening with his ass juices and….I tongue shot out and made a quick swipe, the taste of rubber and lube and cum, and ass filled my mouth. Cashier smiled and motioned with his fingers. I turned around and presented my ass. He handed me a bottle of poppers and I hit is hard, breathing deep 4, 5, 6, 7 ,8 and held it. Holding that 8th hit in me as I felt the plug against my hole, pushing harder, harder, I exhaled. The rush was instant, my hole opened and the plug shot in and practically locked in place. Stars danced in front of my eyes. I felt like I was going to pass out. The Cashier’s arms held me tight as my ass spasmed and adjusted to this new fullness. After a few minutes the Cashier slapped my ass and let me know lunch was just about over. I got dressed like a zombie and right myself. Stopping in the bathroom on the way out to fix my hair. I headed back to my works my hole full and a smile on my face. Wednesday After Work Back at my desk I had a smile on my face and a rumbling in my guts. With nothing else at my desk to eat I drank the other bottle of water, it seemed to have some energy kick to it so I thought I would hold me over. The only problem was it started making me also bounce up and down in my office chair to work the plug in my ass. This would never work and I couldn’t take the time for a jerk session again with work to do. Then I remembered Tom’s relaxing files and popped in my ear buds an hit play. It was amazing again after like 5 min I calmed down and was able to get back to work. The weir ASMR like noises penetrated my head and soothed me. Before I knew it is was 5 o’clock and time to head out. Pretty happy I had gotten even ab it more than I meant to accomplished I packed up my briefcase and started out the door. Walking to my car was both great and difficult. The shifting plug in my ass kept send warm tingles to my cock which was leaking so much at this point I could feel it slip and sliding in the jock strap. I got in my car and another moan escaped from my lips and it pushed the plug nice and hard into me again. The drive home was uneventful, I had decided on the way home that instead of cardio tonight I needed to get some weight training in, so instead of going for a run with Tom and Mike I would head to my gym and do some muscle training. Waking up stairs I quickly stripped off my clothes and decided to rinse off the sweat from my earlier encounter before heading out. As I made my way through the bathroom I looked in the mirror and notice my scruffy face, hmm I need to fix that. Grabbing my clippers I started to trim my goatee, carefully working the edges before I would shave. I kept shaping it and fixing the edges, they never seemed to be straight. Then I thought back to earlier and what I would look like without it. I hadn’t shaved my face totally in around 6 years. Fuck it no time like the present and change is always good. The clippers move over my and so I was completely gone. I lathered up and began to shave, the boar bristle brush felt great on my skin and the sandalwood soap I use always smells great. Before I knew it I was all done, looking at the guy in the mirror I was impressed with how much younger I looked and how great my face was. But I looked off a bit. Here was this youthful face with the deep hairy chest and bush, that just looks weird, I thought. Picking the clippers back up I started working them over my body, striping of my once cherished chest hair, leg hair, bits crotch everything got clippered. Now that looked a lot better. Standing there I looked young and fit. It really helped show off all the hard work I was doing. My cock liked it too as a large amount of precum had dripped on the sink counter making a small pool. Not one to let anything go to waste I bent down a quickly licked I up. The taste was delicious and I savored it in my mouth before swallowing it. I ran my hand over my almost hairless body and love it. The feel of my skin so much closer now. It made me wonder…..Digging under the sink I found what I was looking for. My wife hated any body hair on her so she always had some of the hair stripping stuff. A quick look at the direction said it was perfect for my bikini area, since I don’t have one of those I’ll just assume that I can put it on my balls. I ran some down my arms, chest, balls, legs, ass, even my hands and feet. The stuff smelled weird and kind of burned but I stood there covered in with goo for a solid 20 min while I waited for it to work. When the time was up I went and turned on the shower and got in. The water felt amazing washing that stuff of and I was shocked and how much hair was circling the daring. The water felt different, no longer hitting the impasse of my body hair it glided over my skin feeling like sating running down my body. I got out and toweled off, the nakedness of being hairless was exhilarating . I looked at myself in the mirror and marvels. No hair , not a single one. I hadn’t looked like this since I was 10. My cock looked gigantic huge and pulsing, a pearl of precum leaked out and my finger quickly brought it to my mouth, before I could get to into what I was doing I reminded myself I needed to get my ass in gear and hit the gym. Throwing on a jock compression shorts and a tank I headed out to build some muscle….. Wednesday Night I made it to the gym and head to the locker room, I needed to change into different shoes, mainly because I hate tracking dirt all over the gym from outside. Went to my locker open it up and staring at me were two water bottles. I know I hadn’t put them there and there was a not attached to one that said “Drink Me”. These ones looked slightly different from the usually ones, they had a tinge of almost dark brown yellow, I figured they must just be a stronger formula. I grabbed one and brought it to my lips. It was warm from being in the locker and tasted a bit acrid but I just chugged it right down and kept going until the bottle was empty. Feel a bit of a flush I head out to the gym floor and over to the free weights. While walking over I noticed Cashier from the porn shop doing cardio on the treadmill, I don’t remember him being part of my gym but I smiled and nodded hello on my way past. He gave a slight nod and a smirk and kept running. The sweat was pouring form his body into his black tank and shorts. Over in the free weight area I started with some light curls and then some flys to working my upper body hard. Seated arms raises and some triceps flex. Did some skull crushers and by that time almost an hour had past. I didn’t see cashier in the cardio area anymore and I was feeling a bit sore. Since the butt plug was still in my ass I know I was going to do any squats. As it was the motions I had been going through and the hard bench had worked the plug in my hole pretty well. A noticeable bulge was sneaking down my shorts. Back in the locker room I decided relaxing stint in the steam room would be a great idea. I went to my locker and took off my clothes and noticed a message on my phone. I checked into my voicemail and heard that voice again, my mind was fuzzy, sweat broke out all over my body, my cock pulsed and dripped precum before the end. “Thank you sir” escaped my lips and I grabbed the other bottle and drained it before wrapping a towel around my waist and making my way to the steam room. Once inside the steam was tick as fuck today, I could barely make out the other side of the room. My bare feet slapped against the wet tiles as I made my way to the back and pulled my towel off to slay it down on the bench. The door to the room opened and I saw a tall shape coming towards me. I smiled when I saw it was the Cashier, his body swollen form his workout. I stood up to greet him and he leaned in, whisper things in my ear I can’t recall, it all came out so fast. He pulled away and I nodded knowing what to do. I turned around and got on my knees and present my plug. His hand roved all over my hairless body, grasping the plug firmly in his hand he started to pull. A moan escaped m lips and I bit my hand trying not to make any noise. Finally the pug came out of my hole with an audible plop noise and a sigh escaped my lips. My hand crept back feeling my hole, what once had been tight now stayed open, gaping as if waiting to be filled. A finger slide around the outside of the hole and a moan escaped my lips. The cashier leaned on my back; I could feel his sweat on me, his caged metal cock pressing against my hole. He whispered in my ear again and my world started to fade. The last clear image was of 6 guys coming out of the steam before everything went black……. Thursday Morning I woke up in my bed slightly disoriented not knowing how I got home last night. All I remember was going into the steam room and seeing the Cashier and then everything got very fuzzy. My hand glided down my smooth body, tweaking my nipples making a moan starting my my chest and emerge from my parted lips. I shifted my body and felt something move. Looking down my hand looked different and I couldn’t figure out why, but it looked very strange. I slowly got up from my bed and gasp and I felt the shift happen in my ass again. Making my way to the bathroom I turned around expecting to see the safety catch for my plug and instead found a loop of rope. Grabbing hold of it I begin to pull with my hand while pushing with my ass muscled. A giant read ball popped out making my cock drip and a sigh issue form my lips. I kept pulling and another popped out, the sensation was incredible. The benwa balls were rubbing across my prostate as each one slid from my stretched hole. I was starting to feel empty again. The 5th ball popped out and still rope was in my ass. I pull slowly and felt something squishy sliding out. And stared in amazement, tied at the end was a condom full of cum. I wasn’t sure how many guy contributed to it but I knew what I had to do. I grabbed the scissors for the bathroom sink, snipped the condom and poured the whole contents into my mouth. Savoring all the loads as then slid down my throat, tasting the different mingled flavors. Something was still weird there was a light string almost like dental floss still attached to the end of the benwa balls. I pulled the string carefully I didn’t even feel it in my gaping hole. Something popped out of my ass and swung from the end of the string. Looking down in horror I realized then why my hand looked odd and different. Attached to the string behind the condom full of who know whose loads, was my wedding ring……. Thursday daytime My cock sprang to life and I couldn’t help myself. I grabbed the balls and started pushing them one at a time back in my ass, after taking off my wedding ring of course. Each ball slipped in, a little resistance at first at the pop in slipped in slamming into my prostate. Watching myself in the mirror , moans and gasp escaping from me I watched myself in the mirror as sweat broke out . Once all the balls were back in place I grabbed my poppers and took 3 hits and started jacking my cock. Squeezing my ass muscles I felt the balls shift in my hole rubbing my prostate and sending the best feeling shoot through my body. 3 more hits and I was getting close, 4 hits and I knew what I was ready to do. So close and about to shoot my hand grabbed the looped rope and yanked hard, wrenching the balls from my ass just as my orgasm crested spraying he mirror and counter, my knees gave out and I fell to the ground shuddering and sweating. Waves of pleasure making my body quiver. In a haze I looked up and saw my glassy eyes in the mirror as I pulled myself up and began licking my cum from the counter, looking myself in the eyes as my tongue made wide swipes across the glass, some of the cum dripped onto my chin, my breath fogging the glass. Panting I made my way to the shower to get cleaned up and dressed for work. I grabbed another bottle of the energy water to drink on the way to work and headed in, every time I thought back to this morning my cock grew hard and leaked precum. I was glad I had on a jock strap and wore dark pants otherwise I knew there would be a noticeable spot. Once I got to work it was much better, I was so distracted and horny all day long that my mind kept drifting and my cock stayed hard. Due to this it took me forever to get my usual workload done and before I knew it the clock said 8 pm. Fuck well no working out for me tonight. Leaning back in my chair I heard the door open and glance up. The night cleaning crew must be here, I knew the guy that cleaned my office decently well as this was not my first time staying late, though it was the first time because I was horny. Looking at him made my cock twitch. He nodded hello and in his Slavic accent asked if it was ok for him to clean my office. Nodding I said yes as I was just going to pack up and head out. Reaching into my bag I grabbed the second bottle of water that day and downed it. My heart racing and cock throbbing. I heard a cellphone go off and looked at the cleaning guy as he answered it. He nodded twice and then walked over to me, my mind became fuzzy as he put the phone to my ear and I heard the no familiar voice and its litany. Nodding my head I mumbled a thank you. Standing up I moved around my desk and began stripping off my clothes while the cleaner watch. Once I was down to my black jockstrap I kneeled and looked up. The cleaner reached into the pocket of his work pants and pulled out a small brown bottle. Steeping close to me he pressed it to my right nostril holding my left closed. I inhaled deeply. He repeated on the left side, again inhaling deeply. Right. Left. Right. Left. My head was spinning as he looked down at me. Drool came out of my mouth and dripped down my smooth chest. The cleaner reached up and unzipped his cleaner crew suit, reveling a white jock strap and a 8 inch uncut cock, precum beading at the tip and getting ready to drip. He point to the floor and I knew to lay down and open my mouth. He slowly milked his cock while standing above me. Dripping precum into my mouth. A steady leaking stream that tasted sweet and made me want more. He slowly began to jack his cock harder, his breathing quickened, he aimed his cock to my chest and I felt the cum hit me, 8 strong blasts coated my chest and abs. The cleaner walked around and bent down, swiping his hand through the mess on me and gathering the cum up. He presented his hand and I dutifully lifted my head and lapped up all he had to offer, sucking the cum from his finger and palm. My own cock was straining against the jock strap and I desperately wanted release. And just like that he zipped up and walked away, leaving me a heaving mess on the floor of my office. Thursday cont… Panting there my eyes dazed, my cock straining and leaking precum I heard my office door again and panicked. Turning quickly I saw the janitor was back and had brought more of the night cleaning crew. I started to stutter an explanation but the first guy shook his head know and held a finger to his lips. He walked to my desk and grabbed my cellphone and dialed number. He knelt down and held the phone to my ear, staring me directly in my eyes. The Voice was back, soothing, telling me what to do and not to worry. A bottle off poppers was held to my nose and I inhaled while listening to the voice. 1 hit, 2, ,3, 4, 5, 6, the phone was turned off and I got to my feet and faced the 3 new men. Each now stood there naked, their cocks rampant and dripping. I walked to the first man and lifted his arm. I quickly buried my face in his sweaty pits. My tongue lapping the sweat and cleaning his dense furry trench, marking my face with his smell. Once cleaning I moved to the other side repeating the gesture. He then turned around and present his ass. My ace dove in licking and nibbling. Making his hole wet, tongue fucking that furry fucker. I heard a snapping of fingers and removed myself from his ass. Moving onto the next guy and repeating the process. Each time cleaning and licking and nibbling. My cock dripping and wetting the entire front of my jock strap. After the third guy I turned to the first and he smiled and nodded. All 4 men got dressed and left. I could still smell them on me. Once again I got dressed and before leaving chugged my last bottle of water. I needed to get home and ride my dildo I was so fucking horny I needed my ass filled and I wanted it badly. With my hand on the doorknob about to step out a thought occurred. I dropped my pants, reached in my bag and grabbed the bottle. I tried pushing it in but it just wasn’t working, all it did was make me groan and sweat. In a last ditch effort I pulled my pants back up and went out into the hall. I found the janitor that takes care of my office. Looking in his eyes I simply said “ Please” and gave him the bottle. He smiled and I turned around, he reached into his cart and pulled out lube and jammed the bottle home. Making me feel whole and happy. I pulled up and left. The ride home took forever. Antoher six pack of water waiting for me on the doorstep as I rushed in….. Friday I woke up sore and foggy and wasn’t feeling well so I called into work to give myself a break. As soon as I hung up I passed back out and didn’t wake up until I heard a repeated knocking at my door. Getting out of bed I padded downstairs and cracked open the door to see Tom my neighbor standing there sweating and panting a little. “Hey saw your car was still in the driveway after my run and wanted to check in on ya , and see what was up” I opened the door and let him in, only after realizing I was naked. Tom walked in wearing just a tanka nd basketball shorts and sat down on the couch. I asked if he wanted anything to drink and he said sure. I grabbed one of the bottle from my fridge and brought it to him. “Nothing for you? Come on don’t let a guy drink alone” Tom joked Padding back to the fridge I grabbed a bottle and went back into the living room where some was casually sipping at his bottle. I looked at him and raised the bottle to my lips and took a swig. This batch tasted different , stronger somehow. My tongue came alive and I groaned and just tilted my head back draining the bottle quickly and panting and wiping the drips from my mouth. “Tastes good doesn’t it? Better if you get it fresh after it is made though.” Tom spoke as he pulled his tank off. The scent of his sweat filled the rooms. I walked over to him standing naked in front of him my cock came alive and began to throb and drip. Tom looked me in the eyes and nodded putting his hands behind his head. I dropped to my knees. My arms going about his waist as my face nuzzled his furry pits and made mewing noises. My tongue stuck out and licked digging deep and tasting him. “MMmmmmmm good boy, glad those tapes are working. You have come a long way so fast. That’s it lick those pits clean. Be good boy and clean me out.” I continued licking his pits until he pulled my face up and locked eyes with me. His blue eyes held me and I stared as he dribbled spit form his mouth. I leaned in, my tongue darting out to lick it off his chin and then thrusting into his mouth. We both moaned into the kiss as our tongues battled and hit scent and spit filled my mouth. I wanted more of him. This sexy fucker making out with me on my couch. Tome stood up and kicked off his shoes and sock and dropped hi short reveling a stunning 9 inch long uncut cock dripping. I made to walk back up to the bedroom and Tom shook is head and lead me to the garage. The smell of grass and dirty and car triggered a moan from my lips. Tom present a familiar brown bottle and I grabbed it. Looking into his eyes again he nodded slightly and I inhaled,4 times I breathed deep. On the fifth onto Tom told me to hold it and turn around and bend over the lawnmower. As he bent down and dove into my ass I exhaled, the combination was intoxicating. My ass ground into him his tongue fucking my hole and making me moan. Tome stood up and leaned over me, his sweat covered hairy body covering me, his mouth pressed to my ear, his hot breathe his rock hard cock touching my hole. “What do you want neighbor?” I was unable to form words. The bottle appeared at my nose and I took another hit, and another, on my third Tim instructed me again to hold and only to exhale when I could commit to what I wanted. Thoughts raced through my head and I knew what I wanted. Exhaling I shoved back hard impaling myself on his raw dick. Scream moaning in pain pleasure and the intrusion with little lube and began thrusting back hard jamming my ass on his cock . Sweat was dripping form him and me, I ran my hand over my smooth chest and licked it off. Tom pulled me of spun me around and growled. His thumb went into my mouth pulling it open and he spit directly into my mouth, then slapped me as I swallowed. I jumped and wrapped my legs around him my ass hanging off the back of the mower he began thrusting deep into my hole raping me and telling me what a good fucking whore I am and how he can’t wait to shoot a load deep in my ass. His thrust became faster and harder my mind was spinning and my cock was throbbing, he slammed my prostate and before I knew what was happening cum was erupting out of my cock, my first orgasm in 4 days coating my face and chest. Before I even stopped shooting my hand was there. Wiping it up and feeding it to myself cum in my mouth on my body and as Tom sped up fucking I begged for his load in my ass. He was fucking me so hard the mower was hitting the wall, a constant banging to match his thrust. “So close, you ready slut you ready for this load!!!!?” Tom growled at me I nodding and he thrust one more time and the world stopped making sense. My arm hurt and my head hurt and I was cover in cum and my bed sheets, I dragged myself up off the floor panting and hornier then ever as I continued to wake up. The pounding came again and I realized it was the front door…. Friday cont.. I padded down stairs in a pair of workout short and opened the front door and was shocked. There was my wife, and a man and woman who I did not recognize at all. The 3 of them marched into the house brushing by me and my dazed look. I followed the group into the living room feeling slightly awkward as I had no underwear on and still smelled a bit of sex and sweat. My wife approached me and kissed me gently on the lips and greeted me, then lent in close to me ear and began whispering. My mind went cloudy and I realized why the voice on the phone sounded familiar. As she leaned away I nodded, and removed my short, walked over and laid with my knees on the floor and my chest on the ottoman. “Wow they really did a number on you and got results. I am impressed. “ she stated “ So long story short I am divorcing you, this is Michelle my soon to be wife, and this is Andre….but we will get to his role.” While she was talking Andre was removing his clothing. He was amazing. Dark tan skin and hairy all over. Looked Turkish or somewhere there about. It was when he dropped his pants and revealed an 8 inch soft uncut thick cock that I began to get hard. While I was distracted by this my wife had pulled papers from her pocket book and set them on the floor in front of me. I could feel Andre move around behind me and start licking my hole, his tongue was wide and it felt so good. My cock that had already sot started to get hard and a moan escaped my lips. “hehehe good boy, I knew your were gay from the moment I said ‘I do’, I just didn’t realise I was too. So this is how this works. These are the divorce papers. Very simple, I just want out. 50/50 split of finances and you can keep the house. Michelle is a lawyer and has a much nicer one anyways. So just sing here and here and we are al but done” While she was talking Andre moved his body up and had positioned his cock at my hole and started to push. All the training with buttplug and spit and what felt like a river of precum leaking off his cock allowed for an almost painless entry. I started to grunt as a pen was put in my hand and I looked down at the paper work. Andre was polite enough to slow down while I initialed and signed. “Good thanks, and I have one more gift of sorts for you, but we can do that after Andre finishes” With that Andre sped up his fucking ramming my ass and making me groan and squeal , I could feel his sweat running don and into my ass crack acting as a salty lube for his gigantic cock. Michele my wife….ex-wife’s soon to be wife was now taking a video form her phone of the event. Sweat was in my eyes and all I could do was to beg for Andre to fuck me harder and shoot that big load in my hole. He grabbed my hips and jack hammered away he finally grabbed my shoulder and slammed me so hard on his cock I felt him break past the second ring making me scream in pain as his cock grew ever bigger and pulsed in my ass. My first time having a cock in me and it was raw and breeding me, spilling a gallon of cum in my battered hole. “Perfect, let’s go” With that My ex and her girlfriend got up to leave, Andre pulled out with a slushing plop and wiped off on my short and joined them. I was left panting, my hand reached around to my battered hole and scooped up some of the cum leaking out, there was noticeable sign of blood, I brought it to my lips and cleaned my fingers, going back for more. I rubbed it all over my face and cock and jerked myself to a screaming orgasm shooting all over my body and face. And with that I passed out for a bit. I was awoken a bit later by my phone going off. The Ex had sent me the video Michelle sent. The first few seconds showed a pic of Andre from some escort magazine, then it faded to me. Panting and heaving in my living room. That camera panned around to Andre’s thrusting back starting at his shoulders and moving down and that is when I knew what my wife meant. On his back starting just below his shoulder blades was a giant bio hazard tattoo with a scorpion at each of the tree points. My mind whirl and I just passed out again not knowing what else to do….

Two hundred miles away from Luke’s cum-fueled descent (and months before they’d meet and consummate their relationship on film) Josh was in his dorm room getting ready for his date. Just out of the shower, warm water drops dotted his pale, freckled body in the steamy bathroom. He wiped down the cold mirror hanging on the back of the door with his hand and took a look at himself, towel draped over his shoulders. He’d come into his own in college, and was proud of the muscles he’d grown since his skinny high school days. His uncut Irish dick was admirable, he thought, hanging below his red happy trail. He aggressively scrubbed his body with his towel, and emerged into his dorm room naked and mostly dry. His roommate was out of town for the weekend, making his coordination of the night a little easier, as finding a discrete place to get together had proven tough. His phone buzzed. His suitor, Scott, texted “I’m downstairs.” “Fuck.” Josh thought to himself. “He’s early.” Josh replied that he’d be right down to sign Scott in to let him up. He frantically dressed: A white jock strap (as Scott requested), jeans, flip flops, and a loose fitting tee bearing his college’s logo. Josh’s cock was semi hard and his stomach fluttered as he hit the elevator down button. He was about to have sex for the first time of his life. And it was a bit of a scandal: Josh was still in the closet. He met Scott on a hookup app. Scott was a sexy daddy-type, a partnered, mid-forty-something professor at another university nearby. As they’d gotten to know one another through texts and couple coffee dates, Josh had learned that Scott was HIV+, on meds, only played safe, and that his partner had no idea that they were anything but a strictly monogamous couple. Josh had fallen hard for Scott, and wanted Scott to be the first to be his first. Josh had overcome initial fears about Scott’s status, and playing safe was fine by Josh. On occasion, Josh had even dreamed of Scott pozzing him as an act of love and commitment. Josh had read erotic stories to this effect and had sought out pozzing porn. Despite lingering fears of HIV even in the context of "safe" sex, and no actual intent to act on the fantasies, Josh needed to have Scott’s protected dick inside him. In the lobby Josh recited the script they’d discussed. “Uncle Scott!” he said, despite no familial relation. “Josh!” Scott said, praying that no one would recognize him, as some students attended classes at his university too. “Want to come up to see my room before dinner?” Josh said, not that anyone in the lobby cared about this faux-interaction. “Sure!” Scott said as Josh signed him in and ushered him through the turnstile. It was to be the first time they’d been physically intimate together other than just a peck on the cheeks or lips after coffee. On many occasions, they’d texted or chatted about what they wanted to do to each other, but they’d never had an opportunity to explore one another physically. Upon closing the dorm room door, Josh immediately began kissing, fondling and disrobing Scott. Removing his button-down shirt revealed Scott’s big pectoral muscles and a forest of long chest hair and salted with white strands. His skin was dark and freckled from years of sun damage. Josh then undid Scott’s belt, and Scott’s navy slacks fell to his ankles. Scott’s legs were thick and hairy. Josh’s hands roamed every time more skin was revealed. He felt Scott’s hardening daddy dick under Scott’s white briefs. “Stop.” Scott said as he took a seat on Josh’s bed. “Strip for me. Leave your jock on.” Josh removed his tee and threw it to the floor. He kicked his flip flops off and unbuttoned his jeans. They fell to the floor and he stepped out of them. Ass exposed between the straps and hard cock poking against the jock, he approached the Scott, who was seated on the bed. Scott cupped Josh’s erect basket and pulled him close. He worked his tongue over the fabric separating Scott from the young man's dick. Josh was precumming and shaking in anticipation of this first sexual encounter. Scott looked up Josh’s pristine body. Josh represented so much Scott longed for: youth, vitality, sexuality, and freedom. Scott knew his mid-life malaise wouldn’t be solved by fucking an undergad, and he didn’t want to fuck up his longtime relationship or his tenure at the university, but felt so alive being so wanted by the young sexy man. “You’re an angel.” He said, sniffing Josh’s jock. He turned Josh around, spread his white, smooth cheeks, and inserted his face between them. Josh had never experienced a tongue in his hole before. It was electric, feeling Scott’s whiskers against his ass as his tongue poked into his sex chute. He couldn’t help but tense up when the tongue pressed against his entry. Scott hadn’t tasted a sweet young ass like this in decades. After several minutes of this tongue-to-hole play, Scott was rock hard and ready to fuck. He inserted his thick index finger into Josh’s now-wet hole. Josh moaned. After thirty seconds or so of single-finger fucking Josh, he inserted another finger, the one bearing his wedding band. And then a third finger. Josh pressed himself onto the three fingers, in ecstasy as his ass accommodated this invasion. His dick throbbed and leaked in the jockstrap. “You ready for me to fuck you?” Scott asked, standing up behind him. “Yeah, fuck me.” Scott pulled his briefs down and off. His dick was about seven inches long and dripping precum. He reached into the pocket of his slacks, which were on the floor, and pulled out a condom. He bit the gold wrapper, tore it open. He slowly unrolled the latex onto his throbbing and sensitive dick. He bent Josh over his desk, such that Josh’s round, white ass was exposed. Holding his dick, he guided it against Josh’s tight, wet hole. “You ready?” he again asked politely as he pressed forward. “Yeah” replied Josh, as he grimaced at the pain of Scott’s wrapped cock head making entry. “Fuck yeah.” Scott said as he slowly penetrated Josh. He spit down onto the base of his rubber-covered shaft. Josh’s breath was shallow as Scott’s dick imposed itself deeper into his body. He let out a few squeals of pain, but tried to take it like a champ. Scott’s sweat dripped onto Josh’s back as Scott leaned forward into Josh, who was also getting moist with sweat. Finally, Scott bottomed out: his salt and peppered pubic hair was pressed against Josh’s smooth ass. “I’m all the way in, stud.” He said as he kissed Josh’s neck. “Fuck yeah!” Josh said. The pain wouldn’t get any worse, he thought to himself. Scott pulled out a bit, and then slowly reinserted himself fully. And again, Scott pulled out, and again forward down Josh’s fuck chute. And again, this time picking up the pace a bit. In, Scott’s balls brushing against Josh’s low hangers. Out, to where Scott’s cock’s head was just shy of pulling free of Josh’s outer anal ring, and then quickly back In. In again. And then Out. After about a minute of this, Scott’s rhythm increased to a quick fuck pace. Out. In. Out. In. Scott’s hairy thighs were slamming against Josh’s smooth glute muscles, making an audible slapping noise. Out. In. Out. In. At some point, the fuck rhythm betrayed Scott, who was insistent on playing safe. Whether it was an old condom or a lack of enough lube or just bad luck, a tear formed in the rubber. Without noticing, other than in the feeling of sexual delight, the tear grew and Scott’s raw, precummy dick was penetrating and lubing his fuck of Josh. Out. In. Out. In. “Your ass feels so good” a sweaty Scott said as his cock pounded into Josh’s unprotected hole. “You’re fucking amazing.” Josh responded, eyes rolling back into his head. The pain indeed gave way, and Josh was enjoying his first man-to-man anal fuck. Out. In. Out. In. Finally, Scott felt his dick becoming more sensitive, his balls tingling and his load building. “I’m getting close” he whispered, and Josh began jerking his own dick feverishly as he clenched his ass around Scott’s dick. “Fuck yeah, baby, I could be close too.” Out. In. Out. In. Out. In. Quicker. Louder. Skin smacking skin. Then, Scott pulled completely out for the final assault. Withdrawn from Josh’s perfect hole, Scott looked down and, to his horror, he saw the rolled rubber of the condom at the base of his dick and his exposed dick head. “God damnit – my rubber broke.” Josh turned his head back. Lost in lust, he screamed “I don’t care! Fuck me – shoot your load in me! Give it to me. I want you. I want it. All of you. Nail me! Fuck me!!!” “Fuck– I can’t” Scott mumbled. He grabbed hold of his cock, gave it one final hard stroke, and sprayed Josh’s backside with his medicated poz load. Josh felt Scott’s warm jizz on him. He hurriedly jerked his cock, aroused knowing that poz cum was all over his backside, and shot volley after volley of his pure, neg cum onto the front of his desk. “I wanted you to cum in me” Josh said as he stood. “I just, I couldn’t. I can’t. It’s… just not right. This was a big mistake, and could’ve been much worse.” Scott lamented as he grabbed his clothing off the floor. He dressed and felt shame over the reality of the night: he’d cheated on his partner, he’d fucked a student, and he’d almost cum inside that undergrad. “Look, this has been fun, but it’s over. I can’t fuck with your life like this, and I can’t fuck up my own anymore than it already is. Goodbye, Josh. Be safe,” The dorm room closed, and Josh stood there naked, erect, spent, and fingering Scott's cum into his hole instinctively. *** Laying alone in his dorm that night, distraught over the end of his would-be affair with Scott, Josh thought of the what-ifs of his encounter earlier. What if Scott hadn’t pulled all the way out? What if he’d shot his load into Josh’s ass? What if Josh had been pozzed? As usual, his 20 year old dick became aroused again at thoughts of sex. Notably now, poz sex. Fully erect, he got up, walked over to his desk, and opened his laptop. Stroking, he went through his usual search patterns, of late seeking out pozzing stories, pozzing porn. Then he saw the ad: Neg Jock Sought for BB Porn Top $$ paid for neg jock to be fucked bare on film. Likely to be a bug chasing fetish blockbuster, we’re seeking a hot guy to take it in the ass raw by this radioactive jock (see pic attached). Likely exposure to HIV, Herpes, Gonorrhea, Syphilis, and more. Potential for sequels, porn stardom, and lots of cash. He clicked on the photo and his cock throbbed at the sight of the Adonis. He imagined what it would be like to be fucked by such a god, a god who would not pull out from him, a god who would then share in the same toxic cum together, who could play freely and without the baggage of a relationship. He replied to the ad, stroking off at each word typed: Neg BB Jock Here Up for anything. I think I’m your guy. -Josh He attached a couple photographs. Nervously, he pressed send.

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Part 8 On the bus back home, Josh had lots of time to contemplate the trigger he just pulled: Not even out to most people in his life, he just had sex on camera with another man. And it wasn’t just porn, it would be perceived as pretty fucked up porn to most of the world: he begged for, and probably got, multiple STDs on film. But ever since he’d read that ad online, with the photo of Luke, he knew this was what he wanted. He pulled it up on his smart phone as the bus barreled down the highway towards his hometown: Neg Jock Sought for BB Porn Top $$ paid for neg jock to be fucked bare on film. Likely to be a bug chasing fetish blockbuster, we’re seeking a hot guy to take it in the ass raw by this radioactive jock (see pic attached). Likely exposure to HIV, Herpes, Gonorrhea, Syphilis, and more. Potential for sequels, porn stardom, and lots of cash. That ad, placed by Steve, led to countless chats online, pics exchanged, cam sessions and more, to the point of Josh finding him self lusting for Luke’s cum all day and night. He grinned, moving his backpack over his lap to cover his growing erection. Luke was everything he’d imagined him to be. His body was like a Greek statue, muscled and veiny. His lips drew him in to be kissed. His big dick seemed made for reaming Josh’s ass. His smell was masculine but sweet. He was perfect. And now, Luke’s DNA pulsed in Josh's body. Whatever Luke had, he now likely had. He was Luke’s progeny. Whatever symptoms arose within him, his god Luke had also experienced them. They were becoming one. He felt his phone vibrate with a new text message from Luke. “We have an idea for an additional scene. We gotta have more. Can you come back next weekend?” Josh replied “For you, anything!” A wet spot emerged through Josh’s jeans, and he gazed out the window. *** “This is Billy.” Steve said to Josh. Billy had lost a lot of weight since his first fuck session with Luke, but he still had his mischievous grin and bad boy appeal. “Hi there.” Josh said. On first impression, Billy wasn’t attractive. He was older, his eyes were a bit sunken, and the all-over tattoos were not doing it for him. “Billy is going to fuck you today on camera, Josh, and it’s gonna be fucking awesome.” Steve said. Luke looked at Josh and read his look of trepidation. “Billy’s fucked me a lot, Josh. He’s part of me, and by association he’s already part of you. You taking his load today is important for us.” “OK, for you.” Josh replied to Luke, with a bit of a laugh. Luke took Josh into another room to get him ready for the shoot. He kissed him and sucked his dick for a bit. “Imagine it’s me fucking you. And know that it’s more of my DNA you’re taking” were Luke’s final words to him as they emerged back into the room, now set for filming. “Action.” Steve said. The camera man panned up Josh’s body. He had a semi hard dick, leftover from Luke’s foreplay, but his arousal was dissipating. As the camera got to Josh’s face, he looked visibly nervous. “Josh, you look nervous. Are you?” The cameraman said. “Yeah, a little bit.” A lie. He was very nervous now. He didn't want to get fucked by this stranger. The camera panned to Billy’s face, who could be seen looking up and down on his conquest with pleasure. “This is Billy.” “Hey.” Billy replied with a smile. The camera started panning down Billy’s inked up body. It lingered at the letters “HIV” above his cock, then focused a bit on his curved dick and down his legs. Billy had taken a couple pills to ensure an erection, and his dick was throbbing, perhaps harder than he’d ever been. “What are we here for today?” The camera guy asked. “I’m gonna fuck this kid up with my charged-up load.” Billy said. Josh looked off camera at Luke, longing for it to be Luke in Billy’s position. He tried stroking his dick, but it wasn’t hardening. Billy decided to waste no time with foreplay, so he bent Josh over the bed and squirted a glob of lube onto his fingers. He finger fucked Josh’s ass, ascending from one to three fingers without much delay. Another glob of lube, and a fourth digit entered the ginger stud, stretching his hole and warranting a shriek of pain from Josh. “Let’s do this” Billy finally said. Josh was bent over, head turned toward the camera, and he caught a glimpse of Luke jerking off. This made him feel a little better about the situation. Lube drained from the bottle to the tip of Billy’s throbbing, curved, uncut dick. “I’m gonna destroy this cunt, you faggot.” He said. “Fuck me,” Josh whimpered instinctively as he saw precum glistening on Luke’s dick head in the distance. Billy spread Josh’s ass cheeks with his hands and lined up the head of his dick against Josh’s hole. He pushed his hips forward, and contact was made. Josh closed his eyes, knowing the pain that was about to ensue, but loving the feeling of a dick against his hole, even this unknown cock. Billy entered Josh's fuck chute slowly, as Josh was really tight and tense still. As the shaft was about mid-way in, Josh wasn’t sure he could take any more. Perhaps it was the bend in Billy's dick or its stiffness or just his disinterest in this fuck, but Billy’s dick felt like it was ripping him open. “Ow! Oh fuck, stop, just. . . slow. I can’t.” were among the words and phases Josh uttered as Billy forged ahead without care. A tear ran down Josh's face. What was he doing? About thirty seconds later, Billy said “Feel my balls against your grundle you whore? I’m fucking all the way in you, you cum slut.” He signaled for the camera to move around to capture the moment as he held his diseased dick deep inside the boy. “And now I’m gonna death fuck you, you bitch.” Josh winced as Billy pulled almost completely out and then slammed balls deep again. Billy’s dick was raging hard, pulsing, throbbing, unyielding. He was skewering Josh, stabbing mercilessly at his prostate. Finally, he pulled out completely, flipped Josh around, and pushed him onto his back. Grabbing Josh’s ankles, he held his legs up, spread them wide and inserted his dick again. “I want you to look me in my eyes when I shoot my toxic load in you.” Josh looked up at Billy. He wasn’t sure what he was doing letting this dude fuck him (on camera no less). What had gotten into him? Billy’s thrusts got more intense as Josh studied the torso of the man who’s bare dick was inside him. He wasn’t at all like his obsession, Luke. He was skinny, if not sickly, and pale. Tatted up. Perhaps even a little dirty. Josh’s dick remained soft, but a little precum emerged as it bounced on his stomach while Billy terrorized his ass. “I’m close you bitch. You’re about to get my radioactive jizz. You’re looking at your fate. At Luke’s fate. You’re nothing but a toxic cum dump now. No meds. Just fucks.” Josh moaned as he looked into Billy’s eyes and saw them roll back. “FUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!! Billy screamed. “FUCK!!! I’m shooting in you! Fuck your ruined ass feels good!!! Oh shit, oh god, ooooh, oooh yeah.” A flood of semen invaded Josh's tight ass. The skin of Billy's dick was now completely frictionless against Josh's guts because of a soup of diseased sperm. Billy dropped Josh’s ankles, and his legs fell to the floor beside Billy’s. After a few seconds, Billy pulled his cock out of the pale white ass of Josh, pulling with it a bit of blood pink-tinged cum and ass juice. “That’s a fucking wrap.” Billy said into the camera.

Part 5 Steve had sent the following text to Billy: “The boy just told me he’s horny and wants to come over. I told him you and I were both going to fuck him tonight. See you in a few. Oh, and you’re welcome.” Billy grinned upon receipt. Dinner plans with his fuckbud Steve had apparently evolved. A little while later, Billy let himself into Steve’s apartment. Walking back into the den, he encountered Luke on his knees, his head bobbing back and forth on Steve’s long, thick dick. Steve saw Billy and grinned. Luke then noticed the stranger out of the corner of his eye, removed himself from Steve’s throbbing dick, and quickly made it to his feet. “Luke, this is Billy. Billy, Luke,” Steve announced. Feeling self-conscious, Luke extended his hand and avoided eye contact with Billy. “Nice to meet you, Luke.” Billy grabbed Luke’s hand, and then put his other hand on Luke’s shoulder, “Relax, buddy, I don’t bite.” Luke eased up a bit and smiled as Billy added “Looks like I’m a little late to the party,” sizing-up Steve's erect dick which protruded from his jeans, awaiting someone - anyone to resume ministrations. Billy leaned in, kissed Steve, and stroking Steve’s dick as part of his greeting. Luke took the opportunity to assess Billy. Probably in his mid-thirties, Billy was about 6’2, 175 pounds. Skinnier than he or Steve, Billy had a boy-ish look, with a mop of shaggy brown hair and a scruffy, handsome face. He had sleeves of tattoos on both arms and an earing in his right ear. Luke found that he had sex appeal, but different from that of Steve: Billy seemed mischievous and fun, another man unlike any Luke had been with before. “Luke here was just worshipping my POZ dick. He’s taken my loads all weekend. My poison is brewing inside him. He’s becoming my toxic slut.” Steve broke the kiss to say. “Hot,” Billy remarked as he removed his shirt, revealing a torso full of tattoos, including a scorpion to the left of his belly button, similar to the one he did for Steve the day before, and a biohazard tattoo between his shoulder blades. “Billy’s been taking my loads for years. He is your destiny, Luke. Forget the bullshit life you’ve lead before now 'cause now you’re a fucking slut. My slut. Our slut. Your hole and your dick are fucking poison to everyone but us.” The words were sinking into Luke’s brain as Billy sank to his knees, pulled down Luke’s shorts, and began sucking Luke’s increasingly hard cock. Luke and Steve began to kiss. Once Luke’s dick was hard, Billy alternated between Steve’s and Luke’s cock, licking, sucking, jacking, tonguing them both while the two men kissed above. Steve was precumming a lot when he pulled Billy back up to his feet and ordered “Bedroom.” Each man pulled off his clothing as they stumbled down the hallway, Steve pulling-up the rear to herd his flock. Steve pushed Luke onto all fours, spit on his hole, and lined his prick up with it. Luke braced himself as he felt the pressure of Steve’s massive dick head against his hole. Steve pressed, and Luke’s back arched in response to the pain. Positioning himself in front of Luke, Billy presented Luke with his dick to be pleasured orally. Luke assessed this asset for the first time. Billy’s dick was uncut, about nine inches long, somewhat thick, and curved to the right. His body was clean-shaven. Right above his shaft appeared a tattoo of the letters 'HIV' in red outlined in black. As Billy guided his dick towards Luke’s beautiful lips, Luke had another moment of self-realization. His ass was on fire with Steve’s bare, POZ dick inching itself deeper into his guts, and he was literally about to be face to face with three letters he’d always feared. He thought about his friend’s words of caution during their run earlier, and all of the caution, fear, planning, and pretenses that had guided him through life so far. But he realized there was no turning back now: Steve was right, he was now a fucking slut. He was, in fact, Steve’s fucking slut, so Luke was more than ready to open mouth wide as possible, determined to give Billy’s cock what it deserved. Even so, Luke found Billy’s dick to be fun to suck. With ample foreskin and and interesting bend, Luke's tongue had plenty to explore, even if Luke somehow didn’t quite decipher the tiny blisters Billy was sporting at the time, (more toxicity to the brew inside Luke's body). Luke deep throated him as best he could, licked his balls, stuck his tongue in the slit to extract as much precum as possible. Occasionally Billy pulled his dick away from Luke’s mouth and would slap him in the face with it, grunting endearments like “Swallow my whole cock, you faggot,” or “Yeah, suck on my diseased dick you slut.” Luke's dick responded to each utterance with a twitch of excitement. Occasionally Luke would cry out in pain from Steve’s huge, just-spit-and-precum-lubed cock. Steve wasn’t being gentle in pounding Luke’s hole, which was, in fact, all but wrecked. So after about ten minutes during which Steve and Billy skewered Luke from both ends, Steve made the announcement for which Luke had been looking "I'm close, buddy!" Luke responded by pulsing his ass muscles and pressing back on Steve’s dick as Billy held his dick deep in Luke’s throat and ground his crotch against the boy’s face as Steve muttered "Oh, fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," pushing deep into Luke’s ass, and then adding with a shout “I’m cumming, I’m blowing my load in you, slut!" A toxic wave of cum crashed in Luke’s ass, which again unhesitatingly accepted Steve's poison, which flowed from Steve’s massive dick in several pulsating volleys of jizz into Luke’s ass. Luke’s sex chute was lubed up with Steve’s cum. With Billy’s cock deep in his throat, Luke looked upward. The letters HIV immediately in his gaze, then a scorpion, then an array of tattoos before his eyes met Billy’s. “Now it’s my turn,” Billy announced with a grin.

Tim walked along the corridor at the end of the college day, he’d had to stay late with his year head for a ticking off after being late for class yet again that afternoon after soccer practice (in fact he was still wearing his kit) but he did care, the fuck he’d got from a daddy at lunchtime had been well worth it, in fact his boy hole puckered at the thought! Yes it was true that Tim was a bit of a whore, a nerdy whore that the older men seemed to like, but Tim was very picky of who he went with and he had one cardinal rule, safe sex only! He was lost in his thoughts when suddenly he felt his arm being grabbed and then a big smelly hand covering his mouth, he struggled but whoever had him was very big and very strong. He felt himself being half carried and half dragged, his feet stumbling as he heard a deep voice “I’ve been waiting for a chance to get hold of you ever since I saw a video of you been fucked online”, Tim’s heart pounded and he felt very scared as he instantly recognised the voice belong to Mr Tibb’s the mean janitor. Mr Tibb’s had always terrified Tim, he was a big ugly brute of a man, bald with a big handle bar moustache, he had a big deep scar that ran up one side of his face and his face was badly acne scarred, the braver lads called him ‘crater face’ or ‘Frankenstein’ though this was something Tim never dared. While being dragged being into Mr Tibb’s office at the far end of the building Tim stumbled causing Mr Tibb’s to loose his grip on him and he fell to the floor, Tim shrieked in pain as he was roughly yanked back up and hit his head hard on the doorframe as he was pulled through the office to the storeroom at the back. The knock on the head was a godsend to Mr Tibb’s as it dazed Tim and it enabled the much older man to quickly strip the helpless boy naked. Now Tim had been spanked before, in fact he liked to be spanked as he found it very horny, but what he had endured some twenty minutes later was nothing like what he had received before, in fact it was like he had got every spanking in his life in that small portion of time, his arse cheeks were bright red and already starting to bruise, sweat, snot and tears were smeared over his face, the thing he could not fathom was why his little boy cock was rock hard! Not that his torment was over , he knelt with his little butt high in the air sobbing but sniffing poppers on an old gym matt in the store room as Mr Tibb’s cruelly abused his little boy hole, it had started with one thick finger covered with his own spit , that had been bad enough but it quickly progressed to two being jammed inside him and twisted around, Mr Tibb’s had snorted and sneered “you may have been fucked a lot Timmy boy but your boy cunt ain’t had the exercise it really needs”, now a groaning Tim was being fucked with a 7” black dildo, when Mr Tibb’s had put it in his mouth earlier he was sternly told “get it good and wet”. Tim, was still so confused why was his little cock so hard when Mr Tibb’s was abusing his hole so much, the feelings he was feeling perplexed him, his abused hole hurt so badly but with the pain was a strange sort of pleasure. Mr Tibb’s twisted the dildo in his bum hole making him yelp but then he settled back into moaning with pleasure as the fucking started again and that’s when he realised ‘oh my god I’m enjoying being raped!’, the dildo fucking continued with Mr Tibb’s sneering “your loving this isn’t you boy? I’ve got lots of toys for your pussy, plugs, dildo’s, anal balls, and of course cock!!” Tim could only groan as Mr Tibb’s assault on his bum hole carried on, his boi pussy that so many men had called sweet and pretty was now swollen red raw, When Mr Tibb’s quickly pulled the dildo out of his hole, Tim felt empty, he missed the rough use and that not only surprised and confused his racing brain but it amazed him too. Tim was lifted and spun onto his back as if he weighed nothing at all, Tim just laid there breathing heavily as Mr Tibb’s undid the dirty overalls shrugging them off his shoulders, Tim gasped “Oh my God!” Tim stared wide eyed as lay on his back as he saw Mr Tibb’s kneeling between his spread legs stroking the biggest cock he’d ever seen in the flesh, his body felt like it had no power to resist as Mr Tibb’s pushed one of his legs up and back before rubbing the cock tip over his young hole, it was then that his eyes also focused on the big black and red biohazard sign tattooed on Mr Tibb’s chest, now Tim may have been a bit of a boy slut for sure but he’d always been a ‘safe sex only’ bottom boy, but as the tip of the cock nudged up against his hole Tim could feel the leaking precum being spread over his rim he cried ‘no please Mr Tibb’s, please put a condom on”, Mr Tibb’s snarled “never wear em boy”, Tim instantly put his hands up against Mr Tibb’s broad chest trying to stop the inevitable but the much older, bigger and stronger man was to much for him to hold back and he wailed as his already stretched out hole could not stop the invasion of Mr Tibb’s big cock into his pussy, he struggled and cried as Mr Tibb’s chuckled and penetrated him violently forcing Tim’s puffy little hole to spread and accept the big mushroom head, not that it stopped there without giving the boy a chance to grow accustomed the man continued to push in firmly, defiling the young mans cunt with a steady deep penetration until he was buried to the hilt, Tim’s eyes were clenched shut and he sobbed with the pain that was like white searing heat. Mr Tibb’s started fucking the boy with deep powerful thrusts, the boys body shook but he could not deny the wonder he felt at having someone so big inside him and soon the all familiar feeling of pain turning to pleasure started to slowly appear, he could hear Mr Tibb’s grunting and he strangely hear someone saying, “Oh yes fuck me, fuck me please” before actually realising it was his own voice! Without even thinking he was soon holding back his own legs crying out “fuck me daddy”, Mr Tibb’s grinned down at the boy “yeah you love that big bare daddy dick up your arse don’t ya boy“, Tim could only make little yelps of pleasure and kept saying “oh god fuck me”, the sweat was dripping down from Mr Tibb’s head onto Tim’s face, “gonna cum soon boy” and though Tim was lost in the pleasure of the fuck that comment brought about a moment clarity “NO!! don’t cum up me please!!!” but Mr Tibb’s just carried on pumping his cock in and out of the helpless boys hole, the sounds of wet squelchy fucking filled the room, Tim had let go of his legs and was pushing his hands up against Mr Tibb’s chest vainly trying to push the much bigger heavier man off him to no avail as Mr Tibb’s grunted and bellowed “oh fuck yes Timmy boy here it comes” Tim cried “NNNOOOO!!!” as Mr Tibb’s cock engorged and pulsed inside him as 5 or 6 spurts of his nasty daddy spunk shot deep into his unprotected boy pussy, Mr Tibb’s rested for a moment his cock still pulsing inside Tim’s ravaged boy twat before he slowly pulled his cock out and squeezed the last dribbles of cum onto the boys hole before pushing that last bit of his seed back into Timmy’s ruined cunt, thrusting in and out ensuring the boys torn insides were coated with his sperm thus ensuring the incubation of his poz babies, when he finally pulled his softening dick out of the boys cunt Mr Tibb’s grinned down at the boy “well it seems you enjoyed that as much as I did”, it was only then that Tim looked down at his toned stomach and realised that he had cum all over himself.

Part 2 Outside of the bathhouse he ordered me to follow him and not say a word. He was wearing just a small shorts that made his bulge look even bigger and no underwear. It was a windy night and the fabric was really thin, so anyone who walked by us spotted that huge cock swinging from one side to another. I felt like i was being totally exposed to this people walking by his side, like i was his prey being taken to the slaughter. And i was surprised by myself when i realized i was enjoying this scene. We walked 2 blocks, got to his car and headed to his place. It was a mess there. I felt a horrible smell, much like his cock, but it was a mix of sweat, piss, and other unpleasing odors. Soon i realized he shouldn't live there since it had almost no furniture and had a sling right in the middle of the living room. It was a place where he took sluts to rape as he said later. He grabbed my neck real tight, almost suffocating me. Feeling of regret crossed my mind and he saw the fear in my eyes. - You're gonna do everything i order you to do, whore! Don't try to run away or it will be worst. I see you like the cock cheese i cultivated for 3 days, but since you ate it all, you're gonna have to satisfy on my sweaty balls. - He said as he pulled me to my knees. I buried my face to his balls again. I wasn't feeling horny at all. He noticed that and gave me a huge slap on the face that made me lose balance and i felt on the floor. He grabbed my hair again and dragged me on the floor to the sling. I thought i have lost some of my scalp with this. He threw me on the sling and tied my hand and feet quickly before i could react. - I don't care if you're horny or not, you fucking trash whore. Im gonna rape you good till that hole bleeds and then i'm gonna fuck you some more. If you scream i'm gonna punch your face so you pass out. I couldn't move and my hole was all exposed to him. He shoved 3 fingers at once and i let out a loud moan. As promised he gave me a light punch on the face that got my nose bleeding. "- If you do it again i'll punch you full force." He said. He was an alpha male and he was gonna get what he wanted: My hole destroyed. He turned even more brutal and shoved his massive meat in my cum lubbed insides. Every time i closed my eyes to try to forget the pain he slapped me hard in the face and ordered to open them. He leaned on top of me so he could look closer in my eyes while fucking me hard. After 15 min of pounding he stops moving and there was the evil look in the eyes again. I was foreseeing what was coming and wanted it. So my predictions were fulfilled. A huge stream of piss inside my hole. The pain was excruciating, maybe because my ass was already bleeding. - Thats it slut! Take my rank piss in that pussy! Fell it in your guts! Some of the piss escaped my hole but he didn't seem to mind. So he went on piss fucking me harder and harder looking me in the eye for over an hour or so. I felt his cock getting even more stiff, which meant he would cum soon and I would finally be released from that hung rapist daddy. He untied me and put me on floor and buried his cock in me again, rubbing my face in the pool of piss. - Lick it from the floor while i fuck you, whore! I don't like looking at sluts while i pump my poz cum in them! There was the confirmation i needed. A might poz fucker destroying my insides and humiliating me. Then he started pumping like no one has ever did before. I couldnt believe how fast he was going and started screaming in pain but eager for his toxic load at the same time. By that time, he didn't mind my screams and kept fucking untill he shot a big filthy load inside me. I felt all the 6 squirts of cum flowing from his cock and i was in heaven. My brief moments of realization were interrupted by the poz daddy grabbing me by the hair and dragging me on the floor out of his house. I was thrown in the hallway all naked, with my hole filled with piss and spunk, a bleeding nose and piss in my face. He threw my clothes over me and closed the door.