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Fortunately I didn't have to wait long. A couple days after my anniversary with my boyfriend (when I'd let him bathe his uncovered cock in Jaime's cum without telling him), Simon said he was free and wanted to "fuck that cheatin' ass" again. I told my friends I wasn't feeling well, and practically ran over to Simon's place that night. I walked into his apartment like he said, and I found him naked on his bed, playing with his hard cock. I wanted to jump on him right then and there. He looked over at me with a mischievous smirk, asking "Been a while, hasn't it?" I nodded, happy to see him again. The last time he'd fucked me had been three weeks ago, the night he'd told me about his plan to get Jaime to come over and give up his cherry, which is just what happened a week later. Jaime and my boyfriend had both fucked me since then, but it wasn't the same as getting fucked by Simon. I wanted him inside me immediately. But as usual, he wasn't going to let me have it that easily. As I was choking on his cock, he told me, "I know you want this dick in you, boy…." He fucked my throat really hard then, making a point, "….but first you gotta take care of my friends." Friends? Fuck, how many dicks did I have to take before he would just fuck me again? I didn't want anyone else, I wanted him. But he always liked to push my boundaries and see what he could get me to do, so I guess I wasn't really surprised. Pushing me off his cock, he handed me a blindfold, ordering "Put this on." I didn't even argue. The faster I got his 'friends' out of the way, the sooner he'd be inside me again. I put the blindfold on. "Good boy," he said, rubbing the side of my face with tenderness that surprised me. "I trained you good, didn't I? You'll do anything for this fuckin' dick, won't you, bitch boy? So fuckin' hot." Then he took his hand away from my face, got up, and left. A couple seconds later, I heard several men enter the room, but I had no idea who they were, or how many. One of them rubbed my ass, and another one put his cock in my mouth, and I started sucking him. As I worked on his cock, the guy behind me buried his face in my ass and started eating me out, very tentatively at first, then with more confidence. Pretty soon he was slapping my ass, then he was lining his cock up and pushing into me. When he was all the way inside me and lying down on top of me, I finally recognized him as Jaime, the kid from across the street. This was the third time in two weeks he was sticking his cock in me, bareback again. I wondered if he was hooking up with anyone else, besides me and Simon. Jaime got into a nice rhythm and started breathing into my ear as I swallowed the cock in front of me. After a while, someone pushed my head to the side, and then Jaime was sucking on the cock, while he was fucking me. Jaime was really turning into a little slut, it looked like. I'm sure Simon was proud of his work. After a few minutes of the two of us sucking the stranger's cock, Jaime started to moan really loud and fuck me harder, and I knew he was close. Then, as Jaime started cumming inside me, I heard Simon's voice, "That's right, boy, give him your fuckin' load again, make him get used to takin' cum, don't even ask, just shoot your fuckin' load inside of him, make him take it." Jaime pulled out, and the guy in front of me moved around behind me and pushed inside my cummy hole. Then after a few seconds, I finally recognized the mystery fucker as Simon's roommate, who'd fucked me plenty of times before. And even though he'd pumped his cum into me every time, I still didn't know what he looked like. Once the roommate had gotten started, I let my head rest on the bed, thinking that these were the 'friends' about whom Simon had been speaking, and that there were no more (which both relieved and disappointed me), but then I felt someone lift my head up, and another cock was being shoved down my throat. It wasn't Simon's, Jaime's, or the roommate's, and it definitely wasn't my boyfriend's. That meant whoever this guy was, he really was a stranger, making him the third random guy Simon was pimping me out to. These are the thoughts I was having, as the roommate gave me his load, and the stranger moved around and forced his cock inside me. This was the third guy in about 15 minutes to stick his raw cock inside me, and somehow it felt totally…natural, like this is what I was supposed to be doing. My hole was totally sloppy with cum now, and there was a complete stranger inside me who only Simon knew, but I wasn't scared or nervous anymore, I was actually starting to like it. God, what was Simon doing to me? The stranger fucking me was being really passionate and kissing my neck and my back, like he'd never fucked an ass before. He was whispering things in my ear, like, "Oh, this is better than I thought," and, "Oh, you're so wet," and, "I've never done this with my wife before." He kept gasping and moaning, and it was actually a big turn-on to be appreciated like that, and to make someone feel so good. Before long, the stranger was gasping and panting in my ear, and then I felt him shove into me really hard and hold it there, and I knew I was getting my third load of the night. The three guys left, I took the blindfold off, and then finally Simon let me sit on his fucking cock. I bounced up and down with a big smile on my face, and Simon put his hands behind his head and let me do all the work. He looked up at me with a big grin as he felt all the cum inside me. After just a few minutes of that, Simon grabbed me and roughly flipped me onto my back to fuck me. But this time, instead of just pounding me into the mattress like he usually did, he was very slow and gentle. He moved in so close to my face that our noses touched, and I thought he was going to kiss me. He moaned softly and his eyes glazed over as he slowly fucked in and out of my wet, sloppy hole. "You have no fuckin' idea how good you feel, baby," he said to me. "You have so much fuckin' cum inside you right now. It was so hot seein' you give it up for my friends like that. You were such a good lil' boy." And I realized then that I would do anything to hear Simon talk to me the way he was talking to me right now. This is what I wanted -- to make Simon happy, to have him inside of me. Before long Simon asked "You ready for my load now?" I nodded emphatically, urging "Yes, please, Simon, I need it, I've been waiting so long, please, I can't wait any longer, give it to me!" "You want me to pull out?" he asked, teasing me. "No!" I practically shouted at him. "Don't pull out, I need you inside me, I wanna make you feel good, make me yours, Simon, please, cum inside me, give it to me!" "Good fuckin' boy," he said with a big smile, and he started pounding me harder, fucking all the cum into me, making loud sloshing noises. He started grunting and groaning, then he leaned in next to my ear, grabbed me tight, and started shooting his load inside me. Finally, I thought, this is what I'd wanted so bad, this is what I needed. I didn't care about anything else. Now I was complete. "Fuck, boy, that was incredible," he said, as he lay down next to me and sighed. "You're learnin' real fast. Takin' a total stranger's dick like that, very nice, boy, very nice." Then he thought for a second, and said, "Well, he might not be a total stranger to you," he said with a chuckle, "but he was to me!" "What??" I asked. I wasn't sure which part was more horrifying -- that Simon had no idea who I'd just let fuck me, or that it might have been someone I knew! "Don't worry, baby doll," he said, pulling me in to cuddle with him, like always. He knew I loved when he did that. "I met him last week, he's a real nice guy, a family guy, you know? He just wants to have a little fun on the side, and I knew you would take care of him. You made him feel so good. Wish you coulda seen the look on his face. You did so great, baby doll, you always do." And then he started to kiss my neck, and I started to forget that Simon had just tricked me into having sex with someone even he didn't know. "You've learned so much," he said, kissing my shoulder now, and sliding his hand down to my cock, "but you have more to learn, and I'm gonna teach you." I didn't know what Simon meant by that. But if it meant I got to keep seeing him, and keep feeling his skin pressed against mine, and keep making him happy, then I was all in.

It was my last day on Maui. My wife and kids took an earlier flight home and I was alone at the resort. Unfortunately, I couldn't find anyone at the resort or nearby to fuck my ass. I was contacted by a very thin, AIDS wasted looking guy but he wasn't nearby. He said he was undetectable. He was, however, near the airport. So I took an Uber to his place and he took me to his barn where he had a sling set up. We spent the next hour fucking each other in the sling. Time was running out so i fucked him hard and bred his ass. Then I was mounted back in the sling and he pounded me hard before flooding my ass with his big poz load. It was a nice parting gift from the island and I took it home on the plane.

FS PART 10 The sight of that massive purple blood engorged cock pointing straight at my face worried the fuck out of me. It was much bigger this close up. I didn't see how big it was as it fucked my hole, although the pain was an indication of it. The doctor slowly stepped forward, inching his cock closer and closer to my face. With each small step he took, his cock twitched and jumped, teasing me. A mixture of new pre-cum and left over cum from his first load oozed out of the opened piss slit, drooling towards his feet. There was still a pink coating of cum and blood mixture coating the shaft, with large globs behind the ridge of his head. I could feel the tears flowing as well as sweat as the tip of his cock head met my lips. Stringer’s hand was pressing my head in place on the table. His hand was pressed against my ear so hard that I could hear my heart beat rapidly beating in my ear. Gripping the thick base of his cock, the doctor started to move the tip around my lips, smearing cum all over them. I fought back the urge to lick my lips, fearing that once my lips parted, even a slight part her would forced his cock into my mouth and beyond. I lost the battle and stuck my tongue out and tasted his salty load. I was right, as soon as my lips opened, he thruster his cock deep into my mouth. I barely had time to breathe. He pushed his cock way back, I gagged and choked bringing up a little bit of thick slime from my throat. He pulled back, giving me a chance to get a breath and then slide back in, pushing hard and moving past my gag reflex. I felt my throat open and his massive cock head stretch it wide. My lips were stretched past the widest they have even been open. The corners slip a little and hurt like I had a paper cut there. He gripped his cock where it met my lips and pulled out all the way. He showed me how much I had had in my throat. “Not even half way, you will have to do better than that” he said He aimed his cock head at my mouth, the slowly pushed the head inside. I began to sweat more again. I took a deep breathe twice and readied myself for the choking. The thick hard cock slowly started to push in, I could see his hand marking where I stop last time slowly coming towards my lips. I felt the cock head pass my gag reflex and expand my throat as it pushed past it. His fingers hit my lips and let go. He pushed his cock in further and further. My eyes widened and watered, I started to panic since I couldn't breathe. He wrapped his fingers again around his cock to show the depth his cock had plunged down my throat. “Barely over half” he said, shaking his head. He stepped closer and Stringer removed his hand as the doctor's massive cock slammed down on my cheek. He picked it up and slammed it down again and again. “Let's try this a different way” he said, “hold on tight” I wasn't sure if he was telling that to Stinger or to me, but I soon found out it was to both of us. He positioned his cock head at my lips and proceeded to push this massive cock in until resistance stopped him, the. He pulled out, just leaving the head in my mouth, the foxes his cock back down my throat. His face fucking was at a steady pace, only giving me seconds to breathe and prepare myself for the next choking. I gripped the edges of the table to brace myself, while Stinger added his other hand to my head and was holding it tight, keeping it in place. Tears were running down my face, snot was running out of my nose, and sweat was soaking me and the table. Dr. Clown drove his cock deeper into my throats each time he thrust it inside. I could not tell how much I was actually taking since the tears was blurring my vision. I could feel my throat opening, deeper and deeper in my chest. Over and over his thick massive cock rammed itself in my throat. Soon I was feeling the heat of his body against my face, he was now getting so deep that he was only about an inch or so away from his crotch touching my face. Then after about three more thrusts of his hips, he rammed the last inch or so of his cock down my throat. His shaved crotch met my face. He held it there for just a few seconds, but it felt like a lifetime, then he pulled completely out. His cock was shiny with a thick spit from deep in my throat. I coughed and gasped for breathe, as I tried to recover from his throat rape. “See I knew you could do it,” he said. I could hear Stinger laughing as he released my head. I wanted to spit in both of their faces, but really didn't know what that would accomplish. “Are we done? Can I go home” I said with a soft harsh voice. My vocal cords had just gotten their first pounding by a hard cock. “We are just beginning,” the doctor said, “clean our guest up and give him a drink” The doctor left the exam room, as Stinger untied my hands and legs. I stretched some as I moved to get off the exam table. I barely had my feet on the floor, when Stinger moved me to the center of the room and pushed my down on my knees. My leg muscles ached more from being unable to move then the flick flu that my body was fighting. Stinger stood in front of me, holding his soft cock in his hand. I looked up at his face to find his evil grin was again on his face. “Open” I was so tired that I didn't even fight. I opened and he put his cock head in my mouth, slowly starting to piss. “Swallow” I swallowed the mouthful of piss in my mouth, it burned going done my throat. He filled my mouth with more piss, and I blindly obeyed and swallowed, repeating this until he he had finished. “Follow me, you need a shower” I weakly got up and followed him. We passed a few doors and entered one near the end of the hall. It turned out to be a makeshift locker room with a shower area. “Strip and clean up” I stripped, my wet body shivered from the cold. I turned on the hot shower and stepped in. I reached back and rubbed my ass, then found my hole. It was sore, puffy and still gapping. I ran my finger around it, feeling my ring. I slipped two fingers in and still had room for one more. I pulled them out, looked at them. There was some pink slime on them. I closed my eyes and then sucked them clean as guilt and shame came over me. I grabbed the soap and decided then and there, I was not going to beat myself up, I did this willingly. After cleaning up and relaxing under the hot water, I turned off the shower. I discovered a towel hanging next to the shower entrance, grabbed it and dried off. Being out of the hot water I was now cold and only wanted to get dressed, only to discover my clothes were gone. Left on the bench in front of the lockers was a hospital gown with a note on top that said: “WEAR ME”

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Four I looked between my legs, wonder which one of the men jacking their cocks would be next to slide up my hole. I winked my hole at the men, inviting them to come fuck me. My eyes locked on an older man, he looked old enough to be my grandfather. His hair was white as snow on his head, chest and crotch. His cock was uncut and hung semi-hard from his crotch. “Don't be shy” I said coyly. His eyes widened, as his hand slowly began to move his foreskin back and forth over his cock head. He licked his lips staring at my hole. “Slide in my hole” I puckered my hole for him, trying to lure him over so he would fuck me. Dad and Zane watched closely as I tried to seduce the older man. I watch his cock slowly expand in girth and length. “Daddy won't mind if you fuck me” I pointed over to Dad who was motioning for the older man to fuck me. I slid my finger to my hole and started to circle my sloppy, slightly puffy hole. My finger slid easily around my wet, cummy hole. I slowly pushed my finger into my hole as deep as I could. The older man’s cock was now rock hard and he was slowly jacking it. “Please grandpa fuck me” He took a few steps forward, smiling. “Daddy fucked me, now I want you to” He took a few steps closer, his smile growing. “Bet you fuck better than Daddy” He moved until his cock head was pressed against my hole. Zane had a huge grin on his face, as if he was trying not to laugh. “Put it in please grandpa” His hips moved forward and his head popped in. I moaned loudly “Like that little one” he asked “Yes grandpa” He slid in further, until I could feel the soft white hair above his cock tickle my ass. He pulled out a little then pushed in all the way. I moaned more. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide as he began to fuck my hole at a steady rhythm. Dad stood and moved to the side of the old man tucking me. “Fine hole he's got?” Dad asked “Your boy?” “Raised him, fucked him and pozzed him” “Did the same to my boy, about the same age as him I suppose. But back then it wasn't HIV/AIDS, it didn't have a name.” Dad slowly stroked his cock as he listened. “He was always interested in my cock, so we started playing, until he was begging me to take his hole. Even after I explained I had the “gay virus” but he didn't care, started to beg for that too” I couldn't help but get turned on and started to stroke my cock. Zane’s interest had peeked and he joined the old man and Dad. “I was so turned on seeing my boy on his back, legs up, just like your boy here, that I pretty much raped his hole. All the time he was begging his Daddy to fuck him and cum in him” His cock slide in and out of my hole slowly, as he told us his story. Dad and Zane was standing next to him stroking their own cocks. “Since I passed on the virus, he couldn't have kids of his own so he adopted a boy, raised him and when he reached the same age as he did, he and I passed on the family tradition to him. Just like you and your boy has done” “My only wish is that his grandfather, my father would have started the tradition, the beautiful tradition.” Dad said. “Is your son and grandson here” Zane asked. “Not this trip, but they have been.” “Maybe Dad we can invite them to join the club if they want” I said Dad just nodded and said “I will give you the details Sir, and you can tell me if that interests you” The old man continued to thrust his cock into my sloppy hole. Dad leaned over and started to kiss him deeply. I knew his tongue was going deep into his mouth. The old man's cock grew thicker and harder, yet he continued at the steady rhythm that he had been. His chest movements became faster and faster, until he pushed his cock in all the way. His moans were muffled by Dad’s mouth. I squeezed tightly around his cock, well the best I could, trying to milk his cum out. He pulled out and Dad, Zane and the old man moved to the side, allowing other men to step up and fuck me as they talked. The rest of the afternoon I stayed in the pool area and got bred. I lost count on how many men fucked me and how many loads I had taken. I do remember waking back to the cabin and cum running down my legs, I couldn't hold it all in. Sadly Dad told me that this would be the last night at the resort. We were leaving in the morning to head home. My gang bang to join the club was in three days and I needed the have my hole well rested - well it needed to tighten up again so the members would enjoy fucking it and the bred me and brought me into the club.

Ring of Fire: The flick of the lighter, the warm glass pipe between my lips, the smile on my BBC guide’s face as I inhaled the toxic smoke and held it deep in my lungs like he ordered was the first flame of the inferno to come - the Ring of Fire. My BBC guide - who still had not given me his name, so he remained an anonymous master of sexual predation and exploration - was tall, stocky, with a full beard and a GIGANTIC steel pipe snaking down the right leg of his jeans that even soft was fucking impressive. He had promised earlier in the night when I was getting ready to be a whore at the sex party in the VIP Speed Breeding area, “I ONLY FUCK WHEN I KNOW IT’S ALL GOING IN - EVERY INCH - AND IF THAT MEANS MAKING THAT SHIT BLEED AND TEARING YOU OPEN TO GET IT, I WILL.” (What follows is the continuation of the Epilogue from the story SPEED BREEDING - https://breeding.zone/topic/42050-speed-breeding/) I was on my hands and knees at Malcolm X Park waiting for the crack pipe he was hitting. Within the short time he had been in charge of me, I had already licked his boots in an alley, sucked off some guy on the sidewalk, been fucked raw by a 10-inch homeless dude in Logan Circle Park, and now was getting ready for the Ring of Fire. He had brought me to this park for a reason and like Logan Circle; it was run down, and a place where the dirtiest deeds were done. The call had gone out that a Ring of Fire was going down and just before we entered this dark space, he had said, “A RING OF FIRE IS A BBC GANG RAPE SPECIAL. SOON THIS ALCOVE WILL BE BRIMMING WITH BROTHAS ALL LOOKING TO LIGHT THEIR PIPES UP AND STAND IN A CIRCLE - CREATING A RING OF FIRE AROUND THAT WHITE PUSSY ASS AS ONE AFTER ANOTHER DICK IT DOWN, NUTT UP, AND TAG OFF.” Men were shuffling behind and to the sides of me - unsure, waiting, watching. I followed the dancing flame in the BBC’s hand and leaned on his muscular thighs, my neck craned forward like a baby chick eager for its dinner. The BBC bouncer burned a good portion of the rock he was smoking, exhaled, coughed, then turned the pipe in his hand towards me and said, “Close your lips around the glass. It will be warm, but won’t burn you. You watched me so you know the basics. I’ll swirl the flame under the rock in the bowl and when the smoke starts up you inhale deep with your lungs and suck in as much as you can and hold it. You’ll want to cough - DONT. Not at first. Hold it. It’ll feel scratchy, rough, then it like - I don’t know - slides away. Once you feel that smooth rush, exhale as the smoke and rock have done their work.” My bouncer/guide to DC’s underworld was sitting on the stone bench in the dark alcove. I was naked and on my hands and knees as ordered. While he prepped more rock on his pipe for me to hit, I kept my head down with my tongue trying to bathe his Timberland boots. The one hit I had done on the pipe already had made my tongue feel numb, given me a nasty taste, and the smell in my nostrils was a mix of burnt plastic, something sickly sweet, with a tinge of dried piss, puke, and whatever else was caking the floor of the alcove where we were. My head was swirling and my body felt all tingly, not like the high I had from snorting the cocaine. A rough hand ran over the rump of my ass, a body scooted in, I started to turn my head to look - my eyes dizzy from the dancing flames now closing in. SLAP – “KEEP YOUR FUCKING EYES ON ME,” the BBC bouncer said, “ALL THAT MATTERS IS YOU WATCHING THIS DICK GROW IN MY PANTS, THAT YOU FOCUS ON THE PIPE AS I HOLD IT OUT FOR YOU, AND THAT YOU KEEP CLEANING MY BOOTS AS THESE NICCAS RAPE FUCK THAT ASS.” The to man behind me he said, “GO ON MAN, FUCK IT. AIN’T NOTHING TO WAIT FOR. PUNCH THAT PUSSY OPEN AND LOAD IT UP - THIS WHORE’S TRYING TO BE TURNED OUT!” I grunted at the initial thrust, then moaned in pleasure as the anonymous man started stroking my hole, pushing the homeless guy’s cum from earlier back in. Mumbling words of encouragement were spatted out in between the flashes of flame heating up the various pipes. The pipe was lowered down to my mouth again and I flinched as the heat seemed awful close. My BBG guide laughed, had me suck the pipe twice more hard, then kicked me backwards a little with his boots and watched as the next dick slammed my eager ass. These guys might be drugged out fuckers, but they were like the FBI Hostage Rescue Team who’s motto is speed, surprise, and violence of action. After the first two dicks knocked me up I bent down and forward, my head resting on the BBC’s Timberlands as I raised my ass up in the air. The next dick slammed my hole deep and I grunted in pain that quickly fled, replaced by the hot tingling of the crack and joy of a dick pounding my ass ring. Voices raised, entwined, swirled through the alcove like a distorted symphony. All that mattered was the crack pipe, the BBC guiding me, his boots, and my hole being used. I might have complained about the pain on my knees, or maybe the guys fucking me said something, I don’t remember. The bouncer got me focused and said, “STAND UP - KEEP YOUR EYES ON ME YOU FUCKING WHORE. YOU’VE DONE GOOD SO FAR AND HAVE TAKEN SOME REAL NASTY NICCA DICK. LOTS MORE TO GO, BUT I WANT TO SEE THEM REALLY DIG IN THEM GUTS. HERE - HIT THE PIPE AGAIN AND KEEP DOING IT...MORE...ONCE MORE...OK NOW STAY STANDING AND BEND OVER. I WANT YOU TO PUT THAT FUCKING FACE IN MY LAP AND START SLATHERING MY DICK THROUGH MY PANTS. MY SHIT’S HARD AS HELL ALREADY WATCHING THIS SHOW, SO I NEED A BETTER VIEW OF THESE NICCAS COATING THAT PUSSY AS THEY GANG RAPE YOU AND MAKE YOU ANOTHER CRIME STATISTIC FROM THE PARK.” The next guy slammed in, reached around, found my nipples and started twisting them as hard as he could. My BBC guide laughed, “Yeah, rape that hole man - rape it good for me!” There was a thick layer of smoke hanging in the air that I could see now as the flames and shadows danced against the alcove wall. I was entranced as I caught flashes of the guy’s shadow who was fucking me pressed against mine and when he came, the shadows stuttered and paused as his body twitched and his balls mixed his DNA in with all the other. He yanked his dick out, hot cum streamed down the back of my legs and I didn’t care. The smell of multiple nutts coming out of my ass was like unleashing a 50-gallon drum of sex pheromones on the waiting crowd. I bent over the bouncer’s lap and started slathering the dark firmness of his black pipe through the fabric of his pants as another dick pushed in me with ease and used me for their breeding pleasure. I shifted my head back and forth like I was lathering a cob of corn on a butter stick and then paused and wondered, what if his dick wasn’t really as big as it seemed? What if it was just a sock or something stuffed down there? The hidden secret swelled, he cuffed my head and snarled, “GET BACK TO WORK WHORE!” I’m used to guys being verbal - hell I’m verbal too - but about the only sounds in the alcove were the flicks of lighters or matches, the heavy huffs on crack pipes and stems, the smack of BBC flesh against my white cheeks, and the grunts as one after another anonymous man flooded my ass with cum. The majority of guys were average in size, or maybe I was just too high to realize the big ones were fucking me. My hole did sort of feel like I was turning inside out as those dicks beat it good. I felt suddenly really hot and dizzy and someone set a bottle of water in my hand that I thirstily drank. Much better. The next guy that drew my attention away from the BBC’s lap did not do so because of what I felt, but his smell. I mean, this guy’s musk cut through the odor created my multiple loads up my ass, a bunch of guys - some homeless, some not - and a whole shit load of crack being smoked in a fairly enclosed space, yet I could smell him. It wasn’t a bad thing though, as his smell was wild, feral, beastly. I paused, my nostrils flared, I would have turned my head to follow the trail of ripe rankness if the BBC had not slammed my head back down into his lap. My ass hole puckered out; my legs shook. Need and fear coursed through my body. The newcomer walked to the side left side of my BBC pimp daddy, and while someone else started dicking me, I could not help but let my eyes follow this new man. My head was still pressed firmly down, but my eyes took him all in. Like my BBC guide he was tall - very tall. His shirt was partially unbuttoned exposing a big furry belly poking through, splitting the lower part of the shirt. His hair was long and matted in dreads and as he held out a large hand with a couple baggies on it for my host, I saw his nails were long, sharp, with dirt caked around the edges. Another load was dropped in my hole, the new guy stepped out of sight, and I yelped as he slid a few fingers inside my cummy rectum and began clawing at my flesh getting ready to leave his mark. “GET YOUR HEAD UP. HIT THIS PIPE - COME ON NOW - YOU GOT SOME PRIME-A BULL DICK ABOUT TO RAPE THAT ASS AND I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE THAT SHIT.” Then to whatever other guys were still around, which appeared to be several from the flickers of light and sounds he said, “WATCH AND LEARN NICCAS - WATCH AND LEARN.” I looked up, my lips puckered out eager for the pipe as the bouncer watched the new guy and paused feeding me the drugs. I then cried out in absolute pain as something large and wild burst through my outer ass ring. There was like a whoosh as all the air in the alcove seemed to vanish and everyone took a step closer, bathing me in flickering flames to watch this new man fuck me. My BBC guide laughed, set his pipe to my lips, and as he moved the flame in tight little circles and I eagerly inhaled the acrid smoke he said, “That’s Nathan. Like the hot dog. Nicca gives me a run for my money for sure. Glad he’s around today. He’ll fuck that ass out good, get it nice and open for me, and well if that dick don’t send you to the hospital, there’s hope for you and I yet.” A thick wiry bush of unscaped man hair scratched at my flesh as Nathan dogged my hole. He was by far the biggest dick that had fucked me yet and I had to have more. I arched my back, adjusted my footing as best I could; I grabbed my BBC guide’s thighs with my hands to brace myself and dropped my head so his hidden shaft got the full sloppy-toppy-drool effect. Nathan was yanking me back onto his dick with full force, driving himself deeper through my tunnels and opening me up for whatever gifts he had brought to this little party. The BBC beneath my mouth expanded and lengthened as for the first time my pimp egged someone on, “RAPE THAT ASS MAN - GET THAT SHIT OPEN FOR ME. THAT PUSSY BLEEDING YET FOR YOU? HELL YEAH NICCA BANG THAT HOLE! THAT’S WHAT A CRACK WHORE GETS - WHAT A CRACK WHORE NEEDS - WHAT A CRACK WHORE WANTS! THAT ASS IS HUNGRY FOR THAT DICK MAN SO SLAM IT IN THERE. DROP THAT NUTT MAN - DROP IT!” Nathan grunted and his cum burned my inner flesh like a wildfire. I didn’t want him to stop, but he did, and as he gently eased out of my now stretched and floppy hole, he slapped my ass twice and asked, “Ya’ll round for a bit? Yeah? Cool man. I’ll swing back through and hit it again in a few. Need to run up top and re-up.” Stay Tuned for Part 2 (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

My entire life, I have wanted to be an uninhibited cumdump; however, as a child this was a taboo topic in a very small town. I was married at a young age and had a child at 27. When he was 13 months old my ex wife left. It has been 19 years and not a phone call, b-day card or email. It has been just me and my son as my parents passed when he was 6. Due to my single parent responsibilities I was unable to be the cumdump I always wanted and as a matter of fact seldom played even safe. When he turned 18 I decided to spread my wings and fly a bit more. I did BB however, seldom and mostly . I alwasy said once he graduates college, then I can clock out and feel good that I have fufilled my obiligations as a single parent. Well he graduates from welding school this NOVEMBER and I started the Prep program in January. I dont know why but there is still a part of me that feels either guilty or like a bad parent when I play. I WILL BE A CUMDUMP, this is a done deal; however, it would be so nice if I occasionally got some support from the group, ask me how its going, hold my feet to the fire when I say im going to do something, encourage me to be a slut, ETC....I guess the word is FRIENDS....sam

About 30 minutes ago. Running around the lake and near Gasworks this furry fucker ran by in nothing short shorts with a huge bulge bouncing. About 1/2 mile further he was stretching when I ran up, his balls were hanging out so of course I stopped. Three minutes later he was balls deep in my hole with my shorts pulled down to my knees in a portable john. Quick, dry, nasty fuck. His load dripping down my hairy legs as I ran home.

Part XIII After finishing fucking me the two guys got up, thanked me and left the tent. I laid there too exhausted to move and fully satiated as I had ever been in my life. As I rested my mind was still in total turmoil, wondering what the hell I thought I was doing? I still could not, even after 3 days of being fucked silly, figure out why I was doing it. Why was I, never having had a gay thought in my life, all of a sudden just letting these guys fuck me and fill me full of their POZ cum like I was. I have a wife and had never even thought about cheating on her and now I was probably on my way to becoming, what? A poz cum dump or what? I just craved more and more for some reason. It felt so wonderful while it was happening but after, I was just in shock about it. I was laying there trying to figure out what the hell I needed to do now, when my bud came back in. He was followed by about 5 others and all had raging hardons. He just walked up to the table grabbed my ankles, climbed on the table, lifted my legs up and pile drove his cock into me without a word. In about 15 minutes he told me he was cumming again and then as he got up the others took me, also, one after another, with the final two grabbing me and both ramming their cocks in my now wide open hole at the same time and DPing me till they had cum also. I couldn't seem to stop and wanted more and more and soon more guys entered. By the time they were done I probably had two dozen loads in my hole at least. I finally sat up and could feel the cum running out of my sloppy, open hole. I put my hand down there and scooped some up and could see streaks of pin in it, so I knew I was torn up some, and I didn't seem to care and lapped it off of my fingers hungrily.

I had these cuffs made for a hibearnation I am attending in STL this NOV 2017. I am going to the clubs bathhouse early Sept and wondered if I should wear them there or is it too gawdy? I am loving the way they feel and I think they give the message..lol.... I will also be in a chastity and blindfolded in the sling...Do you think I should wear one, both, or none?

Alex knew he had messed up... ---- He had always been a decent student in high school, but over the last year his performance had begun to decline. Admittedly, he knew it was probably due to running with a rougher crowd. See, all throughout middle school and high school, he had been kind of a loner. Well liked, but with few close friends. He could never pinpoint why exactly. Nominally, he was friends with most of the popular crowd, living in the same nice neighborhood, playing on the same baseball and soccer teams, getting along with everyone. And while at practice or a game, he was friends with everyone, one of the bros. Yet, he seemed to never received an invite for the causal party at a friend's house while the parents were away. He had never received the causal invite to hang out with "the guys." However, it seemed when people liked to hang out with him one on one. His friend Tanner, well liked by everyone and known as a funny guy, would call him up at random times to hang out. He mostly spent his time hanging out with other football players, but Alex would get a call to hangout on the weekend or to grab something to eat. Likewise, Ben would call him up to hangout and play COD or shoot the shit and chill. Beyond that, he mostly hung out with Shelby or Taylor and their friends, although he always felt like the odd man out being the only guy a lot of the time. Other than that it always seemed like he would make friends with random girls real fast. It always started with striking up chats and school or church and exchanging numbers. Then it always seemed like the girls would be extra friendly and chatty, calling him up to hang out after school or on the weekends. And for Alex, it would always end up the same. The girl would try to hold his hand, becoming more touchy, making plans like dates. It sucked for Alex because these were never the girls he really liked. Never the hot, unobtainable girls who seemed to hang out exclusively with the biggest, most popular jocks. If he could get a girl like that, he told himself, than he'd really want to go for it. At 18, he already felt weird for being a virgin, he's friends seeming to sense that it wasn't something to ask about. And it wasn't as if Alex wasn't fit. At almost 6 feet and 160 lbs, with blond hair and blue eyes, he knew he looked good. He had a nice six pack and a handsome face. He knew he looked at bit young, looking like he was 16 or 15 despite having just turned 18. But it never bother him. In fact, he kind of liked it. He knew it wasn't just him either. He had made a few instagram accounts, under random pseudonyms, where he posted faceless picture of himself. He mostly posted shirtless photos and got a lot of random compliments, which oddly made him feel kind of good. He knew it was silly to put stock in the opinions of internet strangers but it kind of turned him on too. He would get messages encouraging him to show more skin, show his face, take some underwear pics, even to post some nudes. He was still to shy to show his face but did oblige the commenters by taking some pictures in his boxer briefs and even some rather revealing briefs he had bought on the low down a few months ago. He wasn't sure why, but he was way to embarrassed to ask his mom to buy them or even to put them in the wash. The idea had been put in his mind when he was shopping with his brother. He saw some of the briefs and really wanted to buy them. They were pretty skimpy looking and colorful, basically the opposite of the dark colored boxer briefs he knew guys his age preferred. And they seemed even skimpier than the standard briefs on sale. He had spent nearly two hundred dollars on several pairs. He even included a couple of jock straps which really excited him in a low key. He kept them hidden in the back of his dresses behind his more traditional underwear and undershirts. Any day he knew he didn't have to change for practice or another place, he had them on. It made him feel sexy, even though he didn't think it would do to much to turn on a girl. One night, after drink some vodka his old brother had bought him, he did a full series of underwear pics. He wore some of his most revealing underwear and posed in it; he even had enough liquid courage to include his face in them. Of course, the next morning, remembering this, he deleted the pics. However, not before noticing that he had dozens of comments on them from the commentators. This got him going but before he could take care of himself, he hoped in the shower to get ready for church. Drying off, he quickly slipped on a pair of CK briefs before putting on the rest of his clothes, knowing that it'd make him feel sexy all day. Leaving the house, he knew he was going to be late to school, as he had been many times before this year. He blamed it on not caring, being a senior and all, even though he knew it put him danger of flunking first period English. Thankfully, his teacher seemed to turn a blind eye to it, Alex being a charismatic and funny kid how did well in class despite his absenteeism. He made up with Blake a few block from campus and parked behind him. "What's up man," Blake said, chilling, as Alex hoped into the back sit. His girl, Mariam, was in the front sit and her friend, Kelly was in the backseat. "Kelly, Mariam, what's up?" Alex said. He and Blake had gotten pretty tight over the semester. A lot of people were surprised. Alex had always been a pretty straight laced kid while Blake had a reputation for being pretty wild. He had been arrested twice for public drunkenness and possession of marijuana, though his dad had gotten him off with light punishments both times. However, something in Alex had kind of clicked over the year. Something in him that just wanted to say fuck it, have fun. "Hey Alex," Mariam said before returning to Kelly to talk about their plans to go to the city on Saturday and trying to assess where the best party was going to be on this weekend. "Hey, man," Blake said, "got a special treat." Flashing a grin, he made a joint appear. Alex was pumped. "Why don't we skip today and blaze up instead? My parents are out of town. Mariam and and Kelly are down." "Sure man," Alex blurted out, trying to hide his pleasure at being invited over to smoke. "I've got some absences left anyway. Should I take my car and met you there?" "Nah, don't worry about it. I'll drive you back later." "Ya, three day weekend!" Kelly blurted out. ---- We began to chat about the weekend as Blake pulled out. He lived about 15 minutes away, in a nice part of town. An only child, his parents had pretty much always spoiled him. He pretty much had his bedroom and the entire second story to himself. After getting to his house, we all went to the back yard to smoke. It felt good sitting in the sun, getting warm on a chilly September morning. He lit up, exhaling into the morning air, passing to Mariam. I reached out and took a hit. It felt good, knowing soon I'd be feeling a nice high, all the shit falling away. It was awesome to finally be part of a cool in-group of people. Finally being the person who gets invited to the parties, has access to alcohol and weed, knowing where they part was. "Well, I think Michael is supposedly having a big party tonight. His parents are out of town," Kelly said. "Have you been to his house, it's fucking huge." Mariam said. "Is he the one from precalc?" Blake asked. I knew he meant. "Oh yeah, isn't that guy a faggot?" I asked, hoping it would come off as cool. For some reason talking about a gay guy made me uncomfortable. I always seemed to get nervous when that shit got brought up. "Uhh.. yeah. He's a totally queer," Kelly said, though her joke sounded a lot less mean spirited than my comment did. "But who cares? His house is huge plus he always has tons of booze at his house." My head was already feeling nice and light. "Sure could be fun," Blake said. "I always managed to sell a lot at house parties." That pretty much decided it. Blake was the de facto leader of the group, and his choice usually won out. We spent the rest of the day smoking, watching television, and munching on snacks. Kelly and Mariam left in the afternoon to change outfits for the party, leaving Blake and I alone. We smoked another j out in the back yard then went inside when it started to get raining and cold. "Got some beer, wanna pregame before the party?" Blake asked, "Mariam driving tonight so we don't have to worry about getting a ride." "Hell yeah. What do you have?" We shat, drank and chatted as Blake told me about his favorite drugs. He had done more than I had even guessed. "LSD, MDMA, hallucinogens are my favorite so far. You've got to try them." "Got any on you?" I joked. "I wish man. Just weed. But we might be able to find something at the party. Been texting with a guy I know from Western and apparently he's coming to the party tonight and he has a guy who can get him almost anything." "Nice, what else have you liked?" "Okay, don't freak out but I smoked meth once. Can't say it was the best, but it was pretty good." "Shit, man, isn't that super addicted?" "I don't know, not to me. It was good but I prefer weed." Shortly after that, the girls arrived, ready to head out. ---- We arrived at the party pretty fast, or it at least felt that way. I was feeling pretty twisted by the time we got there. I had gotten pretty high from that second joint and then drank pretty heavy at Blake's before hand. I had almost started to get sleepy but luckily Blake came through. He had a prescription for Adderall and he taught me the trick that if you crushed it up it gave an extra hard burst of energy. I watched him snort it than took a try. It burned but he wasn't fucking around. My head was swimming but I felt like I could party for hours know. "Yeah, it's basically legal meth," he joked. When we got to the house, we could tell things were getting pretty wild. Luckily it was a large plot of land, pretty secluded from the street and far enough away from the neighbors. Inside the house was a chaotic scene. The entrance way was crowded but the living room off to the left was a sea of bodies, lights and blaring music. It was a huge space and must have had over a hundred people in it easy. We made our way to the kitchen which was relatively calmer. There Kelly spotted a friend of hers a peeled off to chat, with Mariam following suit. "We should try to find my guy," Blake said, handing me a solo cup full of sweet smelling juice that had come out of a big cooler. The bottles of everclear laying empty on the counter lead me to believe that whatever this stuff was, it was highly alcoholic. Blake and I made our way towards the back of the house were it was a bit quieter. It seemed like this part of the house was a bit more laid back; the smell of marijuana also seemed to quaff through the air. Here, it seemed to be mostly guys too. Trying not to stare, but I noticed a lot of the guys seemed a bit strange. Like, their clothes seemed, I don't know, more colorful. And people seemed to be really touchy. Hitting me, I realized that this was probably Michael's gay friends, which made me feel... uneasy for some reason. "Dude, I think we found the fag party," I joked, hoping it didn't sound as insecure to Blake as it did to me. "Bro, chill. My guy is back here." After another minute of wandering Blake spotted him. We got introduced. His name was Diego. I couldn't help but notice he looked a bit older than the high school crowd around him. But he seems pretty cool. It felt almost... more comfortable being around straight guys in a crowd of queers. He and Blake chatted. I got introduced but I mostly stayed silent, downing my drink pretty quick, the alcohol working to dull my memory as the excitement of the partied gave me energy. "Alex... Alex... Alex!" Blake half shouted. "What, sorry the music. What's up?" "We're gonna go to another spot. Diego can hook us up with some MDMA there. You down?" "Umm.. yeah sure." "Good, let's go." We met up with Mariam to tell her the plan. There, we found them huddled over a dark hair girl who appeared passed out, she looked familiar. "Amy?" Blake said, bending down. "What the fuck happened?" "I don't know. I assume the punch. We found here passed out on a couch in the middle of the party," Kelly replied. I remembered now. It was Blake's sister. "Shit man, do we need to take her home?" She perked up to a second. "Blake! I love you!!! What are you doin' here?" she slurred out. Mariam came up, "Yeah we need to get her and her friends back to your house." "Shit, we were just about to head to a different spot." "Blake! You have to a least get her home and into bed," Mariam said, looking mildly enraged. "Oh, alright! What about this, Alex, we don't have enough room for everyone so why don't you catch a ride with Diego and text my the addy when you guys get there." "Umm, sure, yeah, no problem." I felt a little weird going with this guy but fuck it. I wanted to get fucked up and he seemed really chill. Plus, I didn't want Blake to think I was a pussy so I agreed. We met Diego out front and told him the plan. "Cool, see you in like an hour bro. Let's go Alex." There, we split up, Blake taking his sister back to the house and me going with Diego, a drug hookup of Alex's I had only just met. We climbed into his truck and drove away, my head spinning from booze and weed.

Very dead weekend, but always is just before the students start moving into town. Hooked up with a few regular friends Friday and Saturday to swap loads. Hopefully next weekend will find a lot of fresh college boi ass ready for breeding.

I was in an open relationship for 20 years. It ended only because my husband died of brain cancer. Five years later, I remarried, and again - ours is an open, loving relationship. Let me attempt to answer your questions... 1. Why would anyone want a open relationship? - There are any number of reasons...one may have a higher sex drive than the other, or one may have a medical condition inhibits their ability to engage in sex. Or perhaps they are not sexually compatible ( NEWSFLASH: You can be in love with a person and not be sexual). Or perhaps they are horny fuckers. There's a countless reasons, any and all of which are valid for a given person or couple. 2. Why do it seem like most of the time there is a lack of something in the relationship that leads to the open relationship? - Because you are only looking at the surface. You are seeing what those people want you to see..or you are using your own life filter to perceive that relationship in terms you understand. Your perception is not necessarily others' reality. 3. Why wouldn't it be better to just be single? - For you, perhaps. But obviously not for others. One can love and be in love and still have sex with others. 4. Do you ever feel like you're in competition with people your partner meet? - Not even once. Love is an emotional bond. Sex is a physical act that CAN BE BUT IS NOT NECCESARILY an expression of love. Certianly, some people insecure in their relationship may feel this way at times. This requires both parties to openly discuss and adhere to ground rules. And when these feelings crop up; have an open and honest dialog about it, 5. How would you feel if you partner seems to enjoy someone else more than you, to the point you maybe losing your partner to them? - I can see how this could be a concern. I would check my perceptions against reality. How? By talking about my perceptions in exactly those terms. "My Perceptions". - Jealousy is like rust on a car. It starts small and, if ignored, it spreads until it corrodes everything. But proper maintenance prevents and eliminates any corrosion for affecting the metal.

Sunday night I posted an ad on CL looking to get fucked. I got a reply and after a bit of back and forth and pic exchange I was over at this young black guy's house. Well, more specifically in the lot behind his apartment building, where he was waiting for me on an old couch. I knelt down and started sucking his dick which grew into a 7 inch tool. I sucked him for about 10 minutes until I got the lube out of my pocket and started working some into my ass as I was sucking him. We hadn't talked about condoms so I set one next to the lube on the couch. After a few more minutes of sucking he ordered me to bend over on the couch. I got in position and he grabbed the lube and smeared some on his dick. He put the lube down and knocked the rubber to the ground as he slid his bare cock in me. He went slow at first, but once he got me opened up he started slamming that rod into me, pulling out all the way and shoving it back in over and over until finally he went balls deep and started blasting my insides with cum. As he was shooting he kept fucking and I could feel his dick getting slick with cum as he worked his load all around my hole. Once he was satisfied he pulled out and presented me his dick to clean off. He went back inside and I went home. He emailed me after I was home saying he wanted to breed me regularly. I mentioned that it was so hot when he just blew his nut inside and never asked if I wanted it. His reply to that was "I'm an alpha... Pull out is for porn... Alphas shoot it deep into your guts. It's not supposed to be an option.." That only made me hard again and I had to jerk myself off for my own release. As I write this I'm sitting here with another load from him inside me, he fucked me two more times this week.

As Danny is walking out the door, I'm texting Peter from my accounting class and told him I was free. He said he would be there in 10. Peter is an avg looking guy, he is 6'2, maybe 150 pounds, skinny kid but a good heart and a nice cock to boot. Peter walked in and kissed me, was we moved to the couch he grabbed me ass and felt the left over lube, spit and little bit of cum that leaked out of my ass into my short. He pulled me back into him and whisper in my ear. "Who has been fucking your ass this morning". We are open about our sex life, so I told him Danny had been over 15 mins ago and dropped a load in me. He held me from behind and guided his cock into my ass, he informed me that he wanted to fuck me and push my ex's load in deeper as he was biting my ear. Peter has the ability to do it to, he is 8.5"long and loves to long dick. He is not as thick as the ex but its a nice thickness all the same. He bent me over the couch and dropped my shorts, then ran a finger over my hole. "I love pre-lubed holes he informed, specially cummy holes" he said. He starts spitting on my hole and rubbing his cock head around my hole. He asked if I want it and what could I say but yes. He slowly pushes it in till he got to the last inch and told me to hold still, then he slammed the last inch or so in. He holds it there and say " the ex's load is deeper then he could have gotten it now and laughs". He then starts pulling all the way out and then pushes all the way back in, he is a pervert like me. He tells me as he pulls out a second time, that his cock is covered in my ex's cum and drives back in and holds it there. He pulls out again and drives back into me, he does this for the next ten mins, he tells me the whole time how he loves the way my ass takes his cock. As we are fucking my cell goes off and it's the other ex that I texted about fucking. Peter looks over my shoulder as he is pushing into me and ask if I'm going to let him fuck me today also. I told him that I wanted to top today, but it is looking like a bottom day. Peter tells me that if I let the ex fuck me he will come over after and push his load in deep like he is doing now. How could I say no to that, Peter is not a rough fucker, he likes to take his time and enjoy a long fuck. So, i text the ex back an ask when he is free, he replys after 1, its only 11:30 and I'm having the second fuck of the day. So I said 1:00 would work for me. At this point, Peter has been fucking me for about 25 mins, going at a nice easy pace. My legs are getting tired and my back is hurting from being bent over the couch, I ask Peter if we can change it up and he told me that he is getting close and he wants to blow because he has to get to class. I started to jerk my cock and told him to bring it on. Peter starts to fuck me faster and is only pulling out a few inches now. Peter is getting close and ask where I want it, I had to laugh at that. I tell Peter, ur fucking me raw with my ex's cum as lube, where do u think I want it. With that, he pushes in as far as he could and loads me, telling me that he is so far up in me that I should be able to taste his load, because it was a big one. Peter pulls out and tell me that he wants me in my team shorts and jock later tonight when he comes back to fuck me again. As I'm pulling up my shorts, the cell dings again, it's college boy. The blond hung monster, he is horny and want to play after class around 2. Peter ask me about him, and I told him about the massive cock twink and what we had done in the pass. Peter not a dom, but he can act aggressive sometimes. He tells me that I should let college kid fuck me also. That I should be a true cum slut today and take all the cocks and loads as I can. I have only let five guys ever fuck me at this point and the most I have ever been fucked in one day is four times and that was by Danny the ex. I didn't know if my ass could take four guys and five fucks. Peter tells me that I can handle it and maybe one more, I just look at him strange, as in who would be the one more. Peter just smiles and says he has a fuck buddy that has wanted my ass for a long time. I ask him who it was and he say Zack, this skinny, short punk kid. Zack is cute in a punk way, so I asked if he thought he would be up to it today and Peter says he would skip class if he had to, to fuck me. So, I ask the big question, is he hung? Peter just laughs and tells me that Zack is about the same size as him, maybe a little thicker and uncut. He does warn me that zack is aggressive and twisted when it comes to sex. That they have done some kinky things together and talked about doing some-other things but he didn't tell me what they were. I trust and know Peter, we have been playing for the last year. What all has he done with is punk that we have not done and how twisted can this little punk be? What can he be into that peter and i have not done before have? Plus, I have not had an uncut cock before. Just something you don't see around here. So, I told Peter to set it up and ask if he was clean, dumb question to ask someone since I have taken two loads and was looking at taking three maybe four more. But all the loads were from guys that have fucked me before and yes it's a risk, but I was comfortable with taking their loads. Peter told me that he was clean and that they been trading loads from time to time. So I said, set it up.

Part XII As my ass was being pounded over and over, my mind was still completely befuddled. What the hell am I doing? Then it was like omg I want this to never end. Back and forth, what a conflict, but the wanting was far greater and the feeling of pleasure of that beauty of a cock ravishing my hole and rubbing my prostate was too much to ignore. My bud was getting faster now and harder. It felt like he was trying to drive me through the table we were on, but the pleasure never stopped. In and out went his cock driving us both crazy with pleasure. Then I could actually feel his cock seem to expand more and more and I knew he was getting close to filling my hole with his POZ cum, again, and I wanted every drop of it. Then with one more mighty thrust as deep and hard as he could, I felt his cock start to throb and knew he was cumming in me and my own cock started to spew my cum between us at the same time. He ground into me and then it was done. He rolled off of me and then scooped up the cum on our stomachs from my orgasm and licked it off of his fingers and then leaned over me and kissed me, feeding my own cum into my mouth, with a deep kiss. As we both started to recover, I noticed that a couple of more guys, I had never seen before, had entered the tent and were standing next to the table. They were both naked as well and my eyes almost bugged out of my head as I noticed they both had hardons that looked like they might have extra legs. They looked like twin cocks and had to each be around a foot long and bigger around than my wrist. My buddy then told me that this was the surprise he had told me about when I got there. They had just come in last night and he had told them about me and they both wanted to try me out. I just stared, thinking there was no way anything that big could possibly get in me. As my bud got up, one of the new guys climbed on the table in his place and lifting my legs up he crawled between them and and started to rub his huge cock around my hole. I was scared out of my mind and could only think that there was no way that could possibly go in my little hole. Then he started to push and to my surprise I could feel it edging its way in, slowly but surely and then with a pop, the head was in me and then he started to sink further and further into me. My head just rocked back and forth as I moaned out, no, no, stop, it is way too big, but he didn't stop and kept pushing deeper into me. It seemed like forever when I realized his stomach was against me and his whole mammoth cock had to buried all the way in me. I couldn't believe it. With only a few seconds of waiting he then pulled back and slammed it into me hard. I almost screamed with the pain of that thrust and could actually feel the lips of my ass split some. I knew he had torn me up with that thrust and tried to stop but couldn't move as he started to pile drive my ass faster and faster and harder and harder. My pain became pleasure again and I found myself pushing my ass back at him on every instroke. My head rolled from side to side as I could only moan in pleasure. I barely registered my original buddy leaning down to tell me, have fun, these two probably have the highest viral levels of poz cum of any of us here, so you are being very well bred. For the next two hours, these two new guys, took turns, pounding my hole. First one for a while and then the other one would climb on. Finally, the first one to go, told me he was ready and I could feel every single throb of his monster cock as he came for what seemed like forever in me. Then the other monster cock was back in me and after another 10 minutes he told me he was ready and again the throbs and huge amount of cum were deposited in me and this time I felt my own cock erupt again and as he had basically tipped me almost upside down by then, my cock was pointed right at my face and I opened my mouth and my cum filled my mouth full as I gulped it down my throat.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Three The men that had gathered moved in closer to me as Dad and Zane moved out of the way. I was bent forward in a bent over position. I had to brace my hands on my thighs as a Dick slid into my hole, pushing deep into me. My hole opened easily for the strangers cock. My head was grabbed by two hands as a hard cock was presented to my lips. Eager to please I opened and allowed the cock access to my throat. The guys around were slowly stroking their hard cocks, waiting patiently for their turns at my holes. The cock in my ass felt great, it was pumping deep into me over and over, a great ball bouncing fuck. My cock swung half hard between my legs. My mouth watered and slicked up the cock as it pumped my throat. This boy was in cock heaven. “Load my boy up good fellas” Dad said from somewhere behind me. I imagined him and Zane were getting quite a show. The man up my hole slammed in hard as he unloaded his toxic seed in my insides, added to Dad and Zane’s loads. He pulled out quickly, but still giving me time to clinch my ass muscles to tighten my hole around his cock, trying to keep those loads in me. The guy I was sucking pulled out and moved to my ass and slide his throat slime covered cock into my hole. Another man positioned his cock in my mouth and I started to suck him, deep throating his cock. “Get as many as you can boy” Dad said. I worked my throat around the cock in my mouth as I pushed back on the cock deep in my hole. I wanted to make Dad proud, as I thought about the gang bang that was coming up. Maybe this was a test run, to see how many cocks I could take in one sitting. My cock started to grow hard as it swung between my legs. I could feel the man's balls bouncing off me as he pounded me harder and harder. He gripped my hips tightly as he fucked my hole. I could feel the cum running down my ads and my balls. It was then that I felt someone climb underneath me. Instantly a tongue started to run across my ball sac, licking the cum from it, preventing it from dropping to the pool deck below. “Can't waste toxic seed buddy” the stranger said. The man fucking me forced his cock balls deep and held it there as he shot his load deep into me. My fourth load of the day. As he pulled out the man underneath me grabbed his cock and sucked it into his mouth, cleaning the cum and ass juice off it, only releasing it from his mouth when the man pushed him off. “Nothing like tasting boy pussy on a used cock” he said, “Next” Within seconds, another cock slid up my hole, filling the emptiness. The man underneath me began to suck on my my hard cock as his hands explored my body, eventually finding my nipples. His mouth was slowly running up and down my hard shaft as he began to pinch and twist my nipples. The cock in my mouth was slick with spit, the thick spit from my throat. I could feel the cock thickening in my mouth. It's acorn head was growing larger as it popped pasted the area where my gag reflex should had kicked in. My throats muscles were so relaxed that this man was throat fucking me. This was all without poppers. “Wanna taste my highly toxic spunk boy,” he asked. All I could do is moan, causing my throat to tense up and vibrate around his hard cock head. I guessed this turned on the man I was sucking because he started to fuck my mouth faster. His balls bounced off my chin. “I'm so close boy” the mouth fucker said He pulled his cock out and jacked it in front of my mouth, which I had opened all the way. If I couldn't get that toxic load in my hole, I was going to eat that big fucking load. I stuck my tongue out, getting ready for his load. His engorged cock head would wipe against my tongue. Without any words or warning, his piss slit opened and out shot a thick wad of poz cum. It oozed out adding more and more on my tongue with each pulse of his cock. “Swallow that hot toxic load son” Dad yelled from behind. The guy behind me gripped my hips tighter as he rammed his cock into me harder and harder. I wrapped my lips around the head of the cock that just shot in my mouth, cleaning any cum left on it or down its piss slit. I felt the cock in my hole start pulsing as it's load emptied into my hole. I squeezed my hole around it, milking it more. Both men pulled their cocks from my holes, giving other men access. “Mexican and black dick now buddy,” Zane announced The cock at my mouth was a dark uncut cock, surrounded by jet black hair. I grabbed ahold of the base of the cock, but still braced myself with my free hand. I stuck my tongue out and slid it under the foreskin, digging inside. I tasted the musky head hidden inside. I slide my tongue his cock head as I pulled back the foreskin then sliding my mouth down the dark shaft. Behind me I could feel the man running his cock head up and down my crack, coating it with the cum that had leaked out of my hole. I shivered each time he moved across my hole. The man underneath me released my hard cock from mouth, but continued to work my nipples. I breathed deep as the black man behind me positioned his spongy cock head against my hole. He pushed in slowly in, but pulled back out just before his cock head popped in my hole. He did this over and over, teasing my hole. I tried pushing back on his cock to take it further into my hole, but his grip on my hips kept me from doing that. My cock was leaning from this action. After a minute of teasing my hole, the man drove his cock into my hole. His cock was thick and got thicker as it got closer to the base. I could feel my hole expanding wider and wider. Even having been fucked by four guys before him, I felt a slight pain from his thickness. I lifted up on my tip toes, but he quickly pulled me down. I moaned out my protest to hint out that unneeded a moment to adjust to his size, but that went unnoticed. Guess the uncut Mexican cock muffled my moan. The thick black cock pulled out until his head was at my hole then pushed in deep, hitting the back of my insides. The guy under me sensed my pain and began to twist my nipples more, using this pain to distract me from the pain in my hole. My mind went to my nipples, causing my hole to relax more, allowing the black cock to used my hole. After a minute or so of the torture of my nipples, I had completely forgot about my hole. As the torture of my nipples began to become easier, the pleasure of getting fucked flooded my body. His cum coated cock now slid in and out with ease making me moan and growl. The Mexican cock was sliding in and out of my mouth, where it's pre-cum was mixing with my spit. It was sweet tasting now that I had cleaned the musk off it. “Daddy is going to eat your boy pussy after that cock” My dad said. “Daddy’s cock is leaking watching you get used boy” Zane said, then adding “so is mine” The black man continued two roughly fuck my hole, ramming into me hard. His balls hung so low that they bounced off my own balls that were pulled up tight against my body. The force of his thrust in was so powerful that his balls were hitting so hard that mine were starting to ache. The pain in my sac was adding to my pleasure. I pulled the uncut cock from my mouth, tilted my head down to the man under me and and said: “Work my nipples hard, just be ready for my load” I didn't wait for a response, I just took the uncut cock back in my mouth. His hands found my nipples, his sharp fingernails dug into my nipples causing me to moan from the mix of pleasure and pain. I pushed back against the black cock pounding my hole, then grabbed the Mexican man's hairy ass and pulled his cock deep into my throat. “Boy’s a pain freak Drew” Zane said to Dad. I could just see in my mind those two older men jacking their cocks, watching the live sex show in front of them and that added to my enjoyment! Pushing back on the black dick deep in my ass had an effect on him, his cock thickened even more, stretching my hole a bit more. His balls pulled up, but not enough to stop their assault on my own balls. He wasn't going to last long and neither was I. I tapped the man under me on his shoulder and he quickly moved his mouth onto my hard throbbing cock. Feeling the warmth and wetness of his mouth I started shooting deep into his throat. With each shot of cum out of my cock, my hole would pucker and squeeze the cock deep in my hole. I wanted both men to shoot at the same time so I move a finger into the crack of the Mexican’s hairy ass. I pushed my dry finger against my hole, it slide into it with ease. I pulled it out only to feel it was slick with cum that was inside. The Mexican man grabbed my head between his hands and began to fuck my face faster. Both men then shoved their cocks in deep. I felt the cum shoot out of the uncut cock and slide down my throat into my waiting gut. The cock in my hole jerked and added a large load of cum into me. The Mexican man pulled back slightly and grabbed hand, pulling my finger from his hole. He then pulled out of my mouth and left. “Suck that finger for Daddy” my dad said. I put that finger in my mouth and sucked it, staring at Daddy the whole Time. The black man slowly slide out of my hole. Walked over to my dad. He stepped over the lounge, straddling him and pushed his cum covered cock into my dad’s mouth. He eagerly sucked it clean. I stood up and walked over to a table near by, nearly knocking over my cocksucker. I laid back on the table, lifted my legs in the air and yelled: “Who's next motherfuckers”

The booze and weed were really starting to get to me. Sitting there, in Diego's truck, I was almost falling asleep. "You okay man?" he asked. "Oh, yeah. Sorry, just over did it at the party I think." "Gotcha. Here," he said, pulling off on a side road, "I got something to perk you up." Diego reached in the center console, taking out a pipe and a little baggy. "Man, more weed is going to put me to sleep." "It's not weed," he said, showing me the clear white substance in the bag. "What is it?" "Just something to keep you awake, cutie." I laughed, "alright." Diego filled the pipe with some of the substance and grabbed a lighter from the glove box. He started holding it on the bottom of the pipe, seeming to heat it up. After a minute, he took a big hit from the pipe and then let out a cloud of smoke. "Shit dude, what is that?" "See for yourself," he said, handing over the pipe. "Do it just like I did." I started heating the pipe up but couldn't help notice that Diego was taking off his shirt. He had a good body, decorated with a couple of tattoos. I wonder what he did to keep in shape. He had a good chest and really nice abs. "Sorry bro, this shit makes me kind of hot." "It's cool." Shit! He had seen me looking at him. Don't want him to think I was a fag. "Inhale." I did as told. "Good boy," he said. I thought it was kind of odd to say but we were both pretty fucked up. "Now exhale... good. Take another hit, it takes a few to start working." I kept going as he keep egging me on. At first, I didn't feel any difference. No doubt the booze and head were masking the effect. But after a few minutes, I began to feel this warm, rushing sensation, this burst of energy. "Shit man, this stuff is good. What is it?" "It's called t. Just kinda a mild upper. I know it sounds sketchy, but you can inject it to." "Shit, man. That sounds to hardcore for me. That's when you know you have a problem." "I thought so too. I've actually done it a few times. It feels amazing, but it's like I could take it or leave it." "Hmm, cool. Always thought people over exaggerated that shit to scare people away from taking drugs." "Yeah man," he said, "I've done almost everything and have never become addicted to anything. Honestly, alcohol is the most addictive shit out there and it's legal." "True," I said, "man I'm feeling kind of warm now too." "Take off your shirt dude. You look pretty fit." I agreed and complied. For some reason the thought of being a little more exposed than usual seemed... I don't know, exciting. "Damn boy, you do have a nice body." "Thanks. It's all the running from soccer." "You look pretty built though. You lift?" "Yeah, we have strength training twice a week and on my days off. But you, you're much bigger." "Yeah? Thanks, I been working pretty hard this past year. Here, feel," he said, guiding my hand to his arm. He flexed for me, letting feel his bicep, triceps, shoulder, even his chest and abs. "But honestly," Diego said, "I like your body, leaner but still ripped." He went down and felt on my chest and abs. I was a bit weird since I didn't ask him to but I guess he had just let me feel his body so why not. Actually, it felt a little bit exciting to have someones hand on my body like that, almost in a sexual way. "Shit," I thought, "I'm thinking like a fag. Must be all the drugs." "We ready to go to the party?" "Yeah, plenty more t there too," he said, putting away the pipe and the shirt, throwing them in the back. "Won't be needing those right now." We got to the party after about half an hour of driving. I was farther away than I thought, and I had no idea what part of town I was in. We pulled up on a discrete looking house and I reached back for my shirt, but Diego stopped me. "We don't need those. It's kind of a... everyone will be showing skin." "Oh, okay." I felt kind of embarrassed. Even though I knew my body was good, I felt like an asshole showing up to a strangers house shirtless. We got to the front door and Diego knocked. A hot looking young woman open the door. "Diego!" she said, "so glad you're here. I've had to watch the door for like an hour." She was wearing just a bra and jeans. I guess it was a shirtless party like Diego had said, which was kind of weird. "Hey babe," he replied. "Got some special treats for ya' later. Know were the action is?" "Downstairs, like always. Who is this hunk of fresh meat?" "This is Alex." I gave a awkward hello. "Is he..." she began to ask before Diego interrupted. "Eventually. We're going to make our way to the kitchen first." I followed Diego who seemed to know where he was going. "Let me make you a drink, something not to strong," he laughed. "Have a seat and mingle," he said, gesturing to a couch. I noticed everyone at the party. Everyone was fit, and there seemed to be a lot of guys. I mostly just zoned out on the couch, almost too fucked up to talk straight. ---- I brought Alex his drink. Little did he know, I had spiked it with a little g. I knew it was a risky proposition, with him already drinking, but I decided to say fuck it. I could tell this fag was fucked up. I don't even think he registered that most of the guys in the room were gay, half dressed or in underwear, making out. Pretty sure one guy was being blown by another in the corner. "Drink up man, then will do so more t." "Sounss good mann," he said, slurring a bit. He downed his drink quickly, rushing to get more and more fucked up. "Stand up man," I said, helping him up. "Let's get you out of these pants." They slide right off of him and he barely seemed to notice. He was wearing a pair of CK briefs and looked sexy as hell. "Man," I thought, "I can't wait to destroy this twink." Other people in the room noticed, knowing that I had completely fresh meat tonight. Feeling on his bulge, I could tell he was hard. I knew this guy was a fag, knew it from first meeting him a couple of hours ago. One of those repressed, in denial bitches who need someone like Tina to show off their slutty side. I went in for a kiss, wondering what he would do. And just like that, eves only half-open, he began kissing back, wrapping his arms around me as we slowly moved back and forth. "You like this boy?" I asked. "MMhmmm..." he replied, only semi-conscious. I don't think he even registered what he was doing or that we were in the middle of a party, him in just his briefs, in the arms of a guy. I knew it was time. Half-supporting him, I guided him through the house to the stairs to the basement. A few guys followed knowing what that meant, others stayed not knowing what was going on. I knew other would be downstairs already, having an okay time, not realizing the gift they were about to receive. We reached the door and began our decent down the stairs.

I am just a hole to be used so whatever the top wants is good, even if that means he is bouncing from one bottom to another dipping his cock in but not cumming. A lot of guys lose interest after cumming so in a group situation thats their way of fucking as many asses as they can. I STILL use my ass to try to get them off becsuse i WANT that load inside me. I want their DNA! If its 1 on 1 or a small group thrn i expect everyone to cum in my ass ... none of this porn stuff where they come on my back or on my ass and then try to push it in lol

You are on your back, the dude with the huge dick is pumping your ass like he is possessed. You have no idea if he is poz or not, all you know is that his massive pole feels great going balls deep into your negative ass. New to barebacking, you quickly forget about the risks when you see a cock and start think how good it will feel slipping into your ass. But tonight is different. Tonight that magic dick is going to spew a toxic load into your tender ass and start your conversion. You are ten seconds from taking the stealth poz load that will change your life. And now, the process is launched and there is nothing you can do to reverse it. You are not poz yet, but you are seconds away from infection. At P (poz) minus 10, the process starts. All of the efforts of the top ramming his cock into your ass are about to pay off. The level of arousal is such that the orgasm that will convert you has started. Wham, the rear most sphincter in his piss tube slams such. This seals the tube on one and and keeps the piss out of the cum. P minus 9 sees the prostrate (with the piss tube running through it) begin to stir up the toxic stew that will deliver the virus to mucus membrane in you shit chute. P minus 8 and the front piss tube sphincter slams closed. Now, the prostates mix of sperm, virus, fluids and sperm food fills the sealed tube. The top knows the feeling of his cock swelling for orgasm. As the tube fills with that potentially lethal mix, his breathing deepens, his thrusts become my animalistic and he may start groaning as he enjoys the feel of his ever more engorged cock. P minus 6 and the tube is nearly full. While only 5 percent of the volume is sperm, there are as many as 500,000,000 of the little baby makers ready to make the swim of their lives----but will only die in the dark dank reaches of you queer asshole. There are a number of different fluids that are present as well---most of them are carrying the virus that will soon infect your body. P minus 5 and the top shouts OH GOD, and moves into the second phase of his virus inserting orgasm. The pressure in the closed off piss tube has reached the maximum and it signals the front sphincter to open suddenly. The built up cum pressure forces the poison wad to start moving toward your cock head. P minus 4 and the jizz is near the glans....the top's very meaty, mushroom cockhead. The state of overall arousal and the sensation of the dollop of cum reaching the glans combines for more action. The muscle like parts of that glorious piece of man meat start contracting. The top's work is nearly done. The tensing of the those cock control system expel the shot with great force.....as much as 80 miles per hour. And all you know is that you are enjoying a great fuck and you know Mr. Top is about to explode into your willing ass. The virus that causes HIV+ has been launched and will soon be residing you that ass you think is just being used for fun and sex. T minus 3 and the filthy load is out of the tip of the cock and free flowing towards the lining of your rectum. Splat and it hits you.....the virus is now yours and no longer just a theory it is in your ass. The top continues to spasm and shoot parts of his gift. The continual thrusting of his meat smears that load up and down your hole. He is increasing the points of contact---so the virus has more opportunities---and you are just wiggling and squirming in the delight of being well fucked. T minus 2 and the top is nearly done. HIs strokes are not as deep, his cock is softening, but his deed is done, he has mixed a toxic wad of white sticky goo and shot it deep into your ass. He then smeared it for maximum effect. T minus 1 and he with draws. Now it is up to the virus and the receptiveness of your ass. The brutal fucking had damaged the lining of the very thin membranes of you ass-cunt so you are ready for accepting your fate. T minus ZERO--blast off. The virus containing cum that is smeared inside you begins offloading the passengers. The poor sperm are condemned to die in your shit hole or will be expelled with the next dump you take. But the HIV causing virus is very happy, the warm dark hole is a good place for them. The thin and damaged walls of your rectum make it easy to move in. And they begin gathering together and replicating and preparing to wage a war on your immune system. A war they will win. You may feel the battle if you develop the fuck flu. You may never know there was a war until, you get that test result you are not expecting. But for now, you have no idea that the war was started, all you know is that you are simply laying there, cum in your ass, happily and thoroughly fucked. It is just a mater of days until the war has been won and you are HIV+. You have no clue what happened in the past 10 seconds. You have just been pozzed

A Saturday afternoon at the local sauna. In a small TV room porn-vids usually flicker across a small screen; but it’s turned off, and the room is pitch black. I can just make out a couple of dudes inside—only because of their white towels. A lot of guys pass by, practitioners of Safe Sex, no doubt. But safety holds no truck with me, so I smear some KY on my Butt and go in to see what gives. I grope my way to a bench on the far wall and lie down. A guy is standing next to me. He seems gaunt and stooped, but appears to be massaging a perfectly good Cock. Beyond him, a second dude stands silhouetted in the door light; but it’s too dark to make out much about him, other than he’s short and stocky. They appear to be together, and I’m the object of their whispers. The short guy approaches and runs a stubby finger down my Crack. I sense his excitement when he finds me slickened up. "He's lubed up. Fuck him!" That’s not an expletive; it’s a directive. The cadaverous one’s on me, skin dry and papery, ribs sharp against my back. My heart hammers as his Cock slides between my Ass Cheeks and finds its target. I’m impaled to the bench in total darkness by a dude I cannot even see. His spindly legs, his wasted, flabby buttocks, his ulcerated underbelly undulate against my backside; and I think, "Am I mad?" I tense up and try to get out from beneath him, but a bottle of Poppers is thrust under my nose. I melt back onto the bench. "Easy," whispers the short one. "Don’t fight HIM." The haggard one moans and groans. The sweat pours off him as he pummels my Mancunt, drenching both of us, causing slapstick reverberations as damp, sticky flesh ensnares and disentangles. He gasps and spasms. "Cum...cum…cum…Cumming!" The Poppers go back under my nose. "Too late now," whispers the short one. "Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" laments the emaciated dude in a horsy whisper, as he squirts within my Pussy. He collapses on my back, sucking asthmatic air into his bony rib cage. I try to move but stubby fingers caress my cheek. "You're fucked now. Let it take. Accept it. Be fun to see if you get pregnant, won’t it?"

Several weeks ago I set up a party via A4A, yep a raw, bareback party. However this party was for negs only. So as the replies came back I told everyone that when you arrive I would administer an HIV test to make sure that no POZ guys tried to sneak in and ruin the fun. When all was said and done a total of nine guys showed up and as promised I gave each a swab and if they came up neg they were in. Well of course two of the guys who showed up tested poz and I told them that I was sorry but they could not take part. One took it in stride the other was kinda pissed but in the end he too left. It was a shame though, he was fucking hot: a 35 white guy, built like a tank, with an impressive tool to boot. In any event, this brought the party down to eight participants, including myself. Now mind you I just moved to the town a few months ago so I thought the party would be a great way of meeting some hot boys, and hot they were! Of the seven who were allowed to stay one was a 30 year old Latino top, Pedro, a white couple, Mike and Steven, 32, and 34 respectively, both of whom liked to play around. One was a sweet young black twink boy, Jordan. When I swabbed him I actually had to ask for an ID. Turned out he was 22. My remaining guests were an 27 year old Asian top Mark, with a monster 9.5. I never knew an Asian could pack a cock that size. The next in the line up was Jack, a white 35 year old married guy, who loved to play around when his wife and son were out of town. Finally my last guest was a 25 year old named Bobby. This kid must have been born into the royal family he was such a queen. Once all the intros were done and the tests completed proving all participants were negative, I put-out the beer, poppers and lube, turned on the music and the night started. Thanks the maker for three day weekends. Pedro went straight for the couple, Mike and Steven, while Mark unleashed his monster tool on Jordan. Mark didn't play around with any four play at all, he simply pushed Jordan down on the couch and ripped off his shorts. The kid's legs were so far bent over his head I was going to check to make sure his neck didn't break. I guess Mark knew what he was doing because Jordan seemed to be happy with Mark's attention. When Mark started I didn't see him use any lube, he just smiled at me and plowed Jordan's hole. I tried to comfort Jordan by holding a bottle of poppers under his nose. I am not sure if it helped or not. When I stood up I looked at Mark go and I was pissed I wasn't getting plowed like that. While this was going on I spied that Jack and Boby were holding up in a courner of the house, lip locked and rolling on the floor like a newlywed couple. Jack must have been from Ohio or something because he was corn fed. When he started to finger Bobby's hole, the queen was purring like a cat in heat. Jack lifted Bobby's legs up in the air and used loads of lube. (I can't imagine why Jack bothered with the lube, 'cause Bobby's back side looked like a truck could drive out.) As all were having a awesome time, except for me, I walked up behind Mark who was still plowing the hell out of Jordan. I slipped my finger into Mark's sweet ass. The kid jumped in surprise, and quickly turned saying he was a top only. I told him that my rules were everyone had to get fucked at least once and I said if I fucked him, he didn't have to worry about getting tagged. so while he was pounding Jordan I was able to move in. Using my finger I slowly entered his hole. I could tell Mark was not happy as he kept telling me I was ripping him up. Little did he know, that was exactly what I was doing. Before he could put up any resistance I shoved my cock in him with the same force he used on Jordan. Mark let out a yell as his ass was spread apart. This kid never got topped so I made the most of it. Fuck it hurt, but I bent him over Jordan and next thing I knew Jordan was getting bred by the biggest load of cum he had ever taken. The force of Mark's thrust into Jordan made my cock explode at the same time. After which I pulled out. Mark asked why I pulled out, I simply told him, once you bust your nut it hurts like hell getting fucked so I did not want to cause him anymore pain. He said thanks, and thanked me for not shooting in his ass. I said no problem as I let my index finger probe in his hole. As he walked away to start his next conquest I looked at my finger and sure enough, it was red. As the night passed I managed to dump my load in a total of four guys that night. Not bad as I managed to tag Mark, Pedro and the couple. Now they were fun. They each wanted to get double-dicked so I told them that while each fucked the other I would fuck them too. It was a real turn-on with my cock sharing each guy's butt, knowing that my seed not only covered their lover's cock but that each guy's lover's cock was ramming my seed further down his partner's ass. Eventually the party ended and everyone left the house, except Jack. I approached him to see if he was ok. He said party was one of the best times he had ever had, that he had been plowed by Mark twice and that his ass was all beat up. I told him that if he wanted he could stay the night. After a moment he agreed and gathered up his clothing. As we walked up the stairs his eye keept looking at the packets of swabs I had on the table by the door. When we walked into the bedroom he dropped his clothing on the floor near the bed, and his wallet, watch and cell phone on the night table. Then he climbed into bed and lay on his stomach. He turned his head to me and just looked up. Sensing an oncoming question, I quickly rolled on to his back and started to make out with him. At first he said "Stop my ass really hurts" but I shushed him, saying told him I would go easy, as I began to rim his ass, all the time thinking to myself 'Damn Mark really fucked his cunt up'. Not surprisingly, as I started to rim Jack, he turned into a big old pussy, his ass rising in the air. I asked him if he wanted to get fucked one last time before the night was done. He just moaned and that was all I needed for my cock to get hard. As I entered his hot, torn-up hole, Jack said, "I been thinking. When we all showed-up you made us all take an HIV test." "Yeah," I said "to make sure you were all neg." Jack replied "Yeah, I got that. You showed us each of our swabs, but I don't remember seeing your results." As he said that his cell phone rang. Handing him his cell phone, I asked him who it was: "My wife" he replied. Better answer it, I commented, adding that I wouldn't make a sound, although I slowly continued to fuck his hole. While she was talking to him I could over hear her say that she came home early, I whispered into his ear "No you didn't see my results because mine would have turned up POZ." His face turned pale white as I had him pinned under me, he couldn't scream and he didn't' move. I told him that his ass was really fucked-up and that if I bust in him he most likely be pozzed. As his wife chatted away, I quietly gave him a choice: "Tell your wife that you missed her and you will see her soon I would pull out without busting, but if you tell here you love her and you'll be home in an hour or two, I will bust my nut in your wrecked hole." He signed off the conversation with his wife saying "Love you, honey, I'll be home in an hour or two." With that I whispered "Welcome to the brotherhood" blowing the biggest nut in my life into his hole. Afterwards I told him "Go home and fuck your wife before your cum turns to poison" but after looking at the sheets I concluded he had already had blown his last negative load. Still shell shocked he dressed and went home.

Tyler’s Journey to the Dark Side This is the story of Tyler’s Journey to the dark side of sex and drugs. Although he was a junior in high school he was already 18. His parents split up when he was 14 and his father didn’t want anything to do with him. The men his mom dated after that never really filled in for a father figure and at 14 he was too old for the big brother program. He was the oldest of 4 kids with 3 younger sisters. Being the only male in a household of women wasn’t easy. They lived in a small 4 bedroom house in the suburbs. Tyler converted the basement of the house into a bedroom to allow his sisters to each have a room and to provide him a sanctuary from all the women in the house. His life did not give him much to be happy about. He soon began smoking pot. Tyler would spend all day in his basement bedroom getting high. Pot was becoming his escape. The more he got high, the more he began to think and wonder about himself and with his father rejecting him and the nagging of his mother and 3 younger sisters; he was turned off of dating anyone. He just could not stand women. He was scared he was gay and in suburbia he could be ridiculed by classmates. He turned to the internet for someone to talk to about his feeling. That’s when he met Adam. He was in a local gay chat room and Adam was there. Adam was 21 and lived in an apartment complex that was right next to the subdivision where he lived. What Tyler liked about Adam was that he didn’t seem like a stereotypical gay man. Adam said that he was masculine, played sports in high school and was into the outdoors. Tyler and Adam hit it off. The more that they talked the more Tyler accepted the thought he might be gay. Tyler learned that Adam lived whit his boyfriend, Justin. Justin was 25 and the two had been together for 5 years. Adam was very open with the fact that the two of them were also HIV+. Tyler knew about HIV and AIDS and was intrigued with both of these men. They chatted about what led each one to think he was gay and their first sexual experiences. That’s when Tyler admitted he was still a virgin, but he was ready to change that fact. They also chatted about pot and drug use. Tyler learned that both Adam and Justin not only smoked pot, but used other drugs too. Tyler was really intrigued, he had always wanted to experiment with other drugs, he just never knew who to ask, what to ask for and how to take them. Adam said he could fix that for Tyler. One day Adam invited Tyler over so that they all could finally meet face to face. To this point all they knew about each other was through chat and they developed a good friendship. They mad plans for Tyler to come over on a Friday night. This was the Friday when his mother took his sisters to see their paternal grand parents. They would be gone all weekend so he wouldn’t be missed. Right after his mom and sisters left he headed over to the apartment complex where the guys lived. Tyler had on an old pair of blue jeans pulled down so you could see the top half, an old t-shirt, pair of (untied) tennis shoes and a sweat shirt. After a short walk through the snow and found their building and buzzed them so he could be let in. As Tyler reached the third floor he found Adam waiting at the apartment door. Adam was about 6” tall, spiked blond hair and blues eyes. He was well toned and muscular from playing 4 years of high school football, baseball and volleyball. The two shook hands and Adam showed Tyler inside where he met Justin. Justin was a little taller then Adam but just as built. Tyler sat on they couch and so not to crowd the teen, Adam sat on the floor and Justin used a chair next to the couch. The couple looked at Tyler and was infatuated with this cute 18 year old. At 5’ 8”, with a slime frame he was lean. Justin commented on how cute Tyler was and that he’d have no problem finding a boyfriend. They then sat down and started to talk. They asked how much time Tyler had and both got an evil grin when Tyler told them that he had until Sunday night since his Mom and sisters were gone all weekend. The conversation continued and it didn’t take long for the conversation to turn to sex and drugs. Justin asked Tyler what his sexual experience has been and what drugs has he used. Tyler admitted that the only sex he has gotten was from his right hand and the only drug he has tried was pot. Tyler went on to say that he hope to fix all that tonight with the couple. Adam asked what drugs he was open to trying and he answered, what do you got? Justin pulled out a couple pills, first was a blue viagra and the second was a white ecstasy. Justin told Tyler to take 2 viagra and one ecstasy. Then Adam pulled out a joint, letting Tyler know that this was a “special” joint laced with Tina. They told Tyler that the viagra would offset the effect Tina had on getting your dick hard. As they smoke the joint, the couple made sure Tyler got plenty of gatorade to drink. They told Tyler that the gatorade would keep him hydrated. Then Justin pulled out a small vial and put a little into Tyler’s drink telling him that he was giving him some GHB. Tyler drank down his gatorade quickly and was enjoying all the feeling he was experiencing from the drugs he had taken to this point. He felt his 7” cock thicken as they talked about sex and it was evident to Adam and Justin that the viagra was working. Tyler then said something that grabbed the attention of the couple. He told them that ever since learning that they both were HIV+ he wanted to be exactly like them. Adam and Justin were a little stunned and asked if Tyler was certain he wanted to be poz like them. Tyler told them that he couldn’t get the thought of them pozzing him out of his mind. It’s all he thought about on the walk over and he gets very horny at the thought and now that they are in the same room he feels even hornier then ever at the thought of getting pozzed. No the couple had to know that it was the drugs that were making him feel even more horny then he had felt before, but with their drug hazed mind that didn’t enter their thoughts. They asked Tyler again if he was certain that’s what he wanted. All the kid said was ABSOLUTELY! The couple didn’t waste any time and quickly sat down next to the horny teen with Adam on one side and Justin on the other. The couple kissed as they began to play with their new toy. They started off both kissing Tyler and they let their hands roam all over him. They made sure to pay particular attention to the tent in his jeans. And with his jeans as low as he had them it was very easy to expose his hard cock through the piss slit in his boxers. Adam and Just slowly undressed Tyler as they undressed each other. In not time they had him down to his boxers as they had themselves totally naked. They guided Tyler to Justin’s hard, dripping 9” cock. The teen needed to instruction he knew what to do as he lowered his mouth down on Justin’s cock and began to suck. As Tyler worked on Justin’s cock, Adam gave him verbal instructions and before long he was nearly sucking cock like a pro. He would gag as the cock hit the back of his throat. Then Adam told him to breathe in deep through his nose as he went down. That did the trick and Justin’s cock slid into Tyler’s throat. After a good 5 minutes of sucking they repositioned Tyler so that he could get a taste of Adam’s 8” cock. With all that Adam had told Tyler, he was working Adam’s dick with much more expertise then he had Justin’s. The fact that Adam is not as long or as thick as Justin made it easier on its own. After a few minutes of Adam receiving pleasure from Tyler, he needed a little rest. The three continued to kiss and caress each other. Tyler broke off the kiss and asked if they were gona fuck or what. They paused for a moment and asked Tyler again if he was sure he wanted this, if he wanted to be given HIV, the prospect of taking pills his entire life and maybe dying in 20 years. Tyler didn’t even take a second to think about what he had just been told and answered with a FUCK YES! What Tyler didn’t know was that Adam and Justin had talked about pozzing the kid. The topic had dome up on several occasions and always ended up the same (well almost the same) with one fucking the other. Now was the moment, could they go through with the deed especially since Tyler is asking for it. The couple agreed that they needed to move this into one of the back bedrooms. Adam and Justin shared a two bedroom apartment, not for appearances but for the space. They walked by the master bedroom where the two slept to the back bedroom where they had their sling. Tyler was amazed at the contraption. They asked Tyler once more if he was sure about all this, Tyler just nodded. Justin then told Tyler to hope on in and relax. Tyler dropped his boxers and settled into the sling as Adam and Justin placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. Tyler asked what the restraints were for. Adam told him we’ve asked you several times if you are sure about us fucking you and pozzing you; this is to make sure you don’t change your mind at the last second. Justin added that they know he wants this. If he didn’t he would keep asking for them to poz him. They just want to make sure he goes through with this. Adam checks the restraints as Justin was out of Tyler view. Adam then fixed a bandana as a gag and gagged Tyler. When Justin came back into Tyler’s view he had a syringe filled with a clear liquid. Tyler looked up and the two and began to panic. Justin told him that if he was going to do this then they were going to do it right and make sure he got the bug. Adam placed a tourniquet around his arm and did the same to Justin. Tyler watched as Justin stuck the needle into his own arm and drew pack some blood. Then he did the same to Adam. Neither one received any of the clear fluid in the syringe. Adam then places a tourniquet on Tyler’s arm and held it down. They told Tyler that he better hold still so that he would not get seriously hurt. Tyler began to breathe very fast as Justin stuck him with the needle. Justin drew back a little bit of blood to make sure he hit the vein and then pushed all the liquid into Tyler’s vein. Justin said that he just gave Tyler a slam of Tina and soon he would be flying high and very horny. And with some of their blood mixed in there was no way of telling which one pozzed him and there was no turning back, Tyler was going to be as poz as they were. Adam removed the gag and all Tyler said was, oh my god, what the fuck did I agree to, what the fuck! Then Justin counted down, 3, 2, 1 and as he removed the tourniquet on 1 he then said BANG! They both watched as Tyler could feel the rush up his arm, into his chest then into his throat as Justin leaned in and kissed Tyler just as Tyler let out a cough and gasped for air. Justin could feel the change in the teen as they kissed. As the two kissed, Adam got between Tyler’s legs and began to lick and nibble on the drugged up teen’s ass. Tyler let out a moan into his kiss with Justin. The kiss continued with them exchanging spit back and forth while Adam continued to lube up Tyler’s hole. Just as Justin broke off the kiss, Adam was read to enter the teen’s virgin hole. Tyler locked eyes with Adam as he began to slid his cock in side his ass. Adam was gentle knowing this was the kid’s first fuck and Tyler was lucky that Adam was the one to break him in. With the slam taking full effect on Tyler Adam had no problem inching his way in side the teen’s formerly virgin hole. Once in side Adam began to slowly fuck Tyler. Making sure to his all the spots that make a young boy moan in pleasure. As Adam worked away, Justin slipped out of view to fix 2 slams for himself and Adam. He also made sure that they all had fresh viagra since he noticed that Tyler had become a little limp. Adam paused for a moment to take his viagra then continued to fuck Tyler. A few minutes later Justin returned with a slam for Adam. Once again Adam paused to get his slam and then began to fuck the teen harder. Soon he was like a rabbit fucking him when he yelled out that he was about to cum. One more good hard thrust and Adam grunted out FUCK and shot his load into Tyler. As Adam pulled out they all noticed that Tyler was rock hard again. Tyler asked if they would release his arms so he could jerk off while Justin fucked him. He was told no way, that keeping him hard and horny helped Tyler accept his new status. No possible way of cumming then having regrets. There would be time for him to cum later when he would fuck a final neg load into Adam. Justin wasted no time and would not allow any of Adam’s seed to drip from Tyler’s hole. He quickly rammed his full 9” into the kid as Adam gave Tyler another slam. Tyler was really flying now. He just wanted to have sex any way he could get it. Adam and Justin knew if they introduced Tyler to the drug scene it was only a mater of time before he would be pozzed. Justin was more viscous with his fuck then Adam was. He pounded away on Tyler’s hole; driving Adam’s cum deeper into the kid and making room for his own huge load to be deposited. Adam wasn’t finished either. His cock was springing back to life (thanks in part to the viagra and in part to watching Adam fuck). He walked over to Tyler’s head and taped his hard cock on the boy’s lips. Tyler knew what to do without a word being spoken. He opened his mouth and began to suck cock. Adam could tell Tyler was enjoying having a cock in both ends. Adam felt the moans around his cock as Justin fucked into Tyler. Justin fucked Tyler longer then Adam did. Then again Justin is vers/top where Adam is a vers/bttm. Justin knew Adam would not last long with Tyler sucking his cock like he was so he knew he needed to deposit his load soon. He began to grunt with every thrust. Adam had been on the receiving end of Justin’s cock to know he was close to cumming. Adam threw his head back and could feel his balls churning up. Then with a few more grunts Justin let loose a huge load of cum and slammed deep into Tyler; so deep he passed the second internal ring deep in side the boy’s gut. A few seconds later Adam looked down at Tyler as he was about to let loose his own load and told the boy just to swallow as he came. Adam made sure that Tyler had no choice but to swallow by holding a hand on the back of the kid’s head. A few seconds passed as they all were catching their breathes. Tyler finished swallowing Adam’s cum as Justin slowly pulled his cock from the boy’s hole quickly replacing it with a good size butt plug so that no cum would escape.

Been on assignment in Norfolk for my company. Have bred four young Sailors so far.

I attended my first CumUnion a couple of months ago in Vegas. And let me say it was amazing. I was very nervous and excited so I arrived somewhat early. Not surprisingly at that point in time there weren't too many guys in attendance, so for the most part (initially) I just wandered around, watching the club fill-up, and as I hoped, after a bit of time had passed the management opened the back room, which, when I checked it out, I knew was my kind of spot. In the middle of the room against a wall was a platform stairs that had bedding on it. Leading up to this point I has been too nervous to actually do anything, but as I walked up to the platform a pair of hands grabbed me and bent me over the platform from behind. I never really saw who it was but I am thankful to him. The unknown man slid my towel off my ass, and caressed my cheeks. Somewhat flustered I was about to say something when a bottle or poppers was thrust under my nose. Breathing in deep my head went fuzzy and I ended up just laying in the platform with this stranger behind me groping my ass. "Good boy, here we go," the stranger whispered into my ear as I also heard him spit on my ass and I feel his dick rubbing on my hole. A small moan escapes from my mouth. Mercifully he made me take several deep hits of poppers before he added some additional spit to my hole and thrust into my ass. At first it was quite painful, so naturally I bucked, trying to get up, but he dropped all his weight on my back, holding me still as he pumped slowly in and out of my ass, wordlessly growling his approval. My ass finally opens up and he goes faster, and before I know it I was moaning and screaming like a whore. "Oh, yeah, boy, take my dick! Take my fucking load," he grunted just as I felt him thrust deep before pulling out. Laying on the platform still before I can even move another dick enters my hole. Some other guy who I can't see has started fucking me next. An older gentleman starts playing with my dick as the other guy fucked me, whispering "Get ready boy. You have 's' line forming behind you all ready to breed that ass." I whimpered in response as the second guy continued to fuck me faster and faster, shouting just as he added his load to my ass. Once again as soon as he pulls out another dick is in my ass. That night I lost count of how many guys fucked me and how many loads I had. I could barely walk and cum was dripping out my hole. One of the best experiences I have ever had. Can't wait to do it again.

I agree Toon, your stories are well-written, thought-provoking, complex, and hot!

I helped guide Alex down the stairs, him staggering the entire way. He looked so sexy shuffling down the stairs in only his briefs. There was something so hot about a young vulnerable, stripped nearly naked in a group of mostly dressed guys. Something degrading about him being marched through a party so exposed, a group of horny guys discretely beginning to swarm him, knowing something special was about to happen. We reached the bottom of the stairs, Alex hanging on to me for support, starting to notice the bright light above and the cold concrete of the floor on his feet. "Is this the bathroum?" "No, almost there." I could understand his confusion. At the bottom of the stairs was simply a tiny unfinished room, a folding chair, some boxes and a rather heavy looking metal door that had once served as the entrance to a storm shelter. I knocked three times and the door cracked open, and we were met by Sam. Sam served as the unofficial bouncer for these events. At 6'6" and 260 lbs, he was an intimidating man. He had played college football in his 20's and, even more than a decade out, was built like a ton of bricks. And he was handsome to. Clean cut, absolutely jacked, and a handsome face. And he had a big black cock, the biggest I have ever seen. My guess was that is was almost a foot long and thick, although even that may have underestimated it since he is such a muscular, tall guy. "Diego, my man. Heard you might be coming in with a new convert." "Yeah, this little fag twink, supposedly a 'straight' friend on one of my regulars, but judging from how friendly he was with tina, I doubt it." "Damn, how old is this kid?" "18. Fresh faced little twink jock, still living at home with mom and dad. Go ahead, say hi." Without reservation, Sam pulled Alex into his arms, his thumb feeling his bottom lip, his other hand on his ass, feeling it through his thin briefs. "God, I love this job," Sam joked, feeling Alex's bulge through the front of his briefs. "Let me get you guys in," he said, before giving Alex a little kiss and feeling the boy's tongue on his. Same walked back through the door, walked down a short hallway and came to another door on his right. The familiar toxic symbol on the heavy metal door swooped by as Sam unlocked it with his keys. Alex and I walked into the dimly lit room, the door closing behind us. --- My head was in a cloud and my vision was spinning. One second to the next felt like it could've been minutes or hours and vice versa. I fee Diego against me and peoples' hand on me. Lots of guys all around me. Someone's taking my shirt off. Is this a game? The logical part of my mind, the ones that inhibits my actions, I can hear it but it's like it has been cut off from the rest of me. I think someone is taking off my jeans. Who? I think is must be a guy. I'm not gay; logical me would punch a faggot in the face for that. But I feel a hand on my back, one on my butt. I feels good, to be touched; everyone around me dancing grinding on each other. A boy with a cock in his mouth in the corner? My thoughts feel like they're disconnecting from one another. Keep forgetting where I am. Can't remember how I got here. Something exciting about being here. I'm up against Diego. He's supporting me and I like it. He smells good. I feel secure on his chest. He walks me. Feel safe with him. I'm only wearing my briefs? Where are my clothes. I feel exposed; I see a group of guys and girls. They see me. I feel ashamed but something else. Excitement? I love feeling Diego's arm around me. He's keeping me safe. Where am I? Alex, Alex, Alex. I hear people laughing. At me? My dick is hard I can feel it. Is this okay? Stairs. I'm leaving? Are we going to the bathroom, I ask Diego. He says something back. I want to go back and dance with the boys. Didn't know bros could be so hot. I want them to hold me. I'm not a fag. God says being a fag is a sin. Dad says cocksuckers are disgusting. Blake. I want him to hold me. I want to make him happy. It's cold here, at the bottom of the stairs. Blake is talking to someone. He is huge. He's touching me, my lips. I'm a bitch? Where are we? When did we leave the party? His hand on my body. I feel my dick twitch when he touches it. Fag fag fag.

Very hot! Tony seems like a "real" guy. Good realistic story with a hot ending!

I am headed in to Toronto at the end of the August--just in time for CumUnion and the fuk'd party at Club120. I can't wait....

@xxww: It sounds like you've made up your mind, which is good. The only problem I guess is that life doesn't always bend to our rules. There are a lot of people out here who THINK they are in monogamous relationships but they are not. Many people (both sexes) think it's ok if they dip out on the side but their partner should not have that option. I laugh out loud at this. Assume that the man of your dreams came into your life tomorrow and you fell in love with him. He turns to you one day and says I love you and I want to be with you forever, but I need a little ass on the side from time to time. I will respect you. I won't do it in your face. I won't allow it to develop into a relationship. Would you end the relationship? Would you demote him to friends with benefits, thereby freeing him to form an emotional attachment to someone else? I think there are a lot of lonely, single people in this world because they want to control/own someone else. When we enter into relationships, we don't turn over the keys to our lives to someone else. There need to be some boundaries of course. But my sexual organs and what I choose to do with them are my decision. I'm willing to compromise, but no one is controlling me. I was in an open relationship for 3 years and one of the things that kept me sane when it ended was that at least I didn't lose 3 years of sexual freedom and I didn't kick my fuck buddies to the curb.

FS PART 9 Stinger pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his muscular back. I watched as he kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his jeans. He turned his head giving me an evil grin as he did. I could hear the buttons pop as he pulled the jeans apart. His hands gripped the sides of the jeans waist band and pushed them down. As he bent down to push his jeans further down his legs and exposing his firm ass to me, Dr Clown’s chest was exposed to me. It looked even more massive than it did inside his lab coat. The doctor had his hands on his hips. His belly was pushed out, looking more like a roid gut than a six pack. His biceps flexed as he watched me. He was giving me a little show. I wanted to see what was below his waist, but Stinger was still blocking my view. I was enjoying looking at his ass, was so inviting. “You looking at my ass, faggot?” He asked I was a little afraid to ask. I just watched as he stepped out of his jeans. He tossed them aside and reached back, gripping his ass check spreading them open. “It's a lickable pucker, huh cum dump,” Stinger said. I never answered, just continued my staring. “Cock got your tongue” he teased. He twisted around, still blocking my view of the naked doctor. I could see that damn scorpion tattoo that was burned into my memory. He slapped his hard cock bringing my attention to his crotch. It was really the first time I got a good look at his cock and balls. He was hairless. I couldn't remember if it was like that when he fucked me or was it new. “You remember this cock, don't you” he said, “it gave you your hole the first taste of venomous seed.” I did remember it, but I was focused on the doctor. “Move, you twisted fucking asshole” I screamed at him “Touchy touchy. Can we give him something Doc?” Then it happened. He moved. My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened. Between the doctors massive thighs was his huge fucking cock. It was so massive and adding to that mass was a metal cock ring. His cock was over a foot long and as thick as my forearm. His cock head was bigger than an apple, and was so engorged that it was almost purple. Hell, the whole massive cock was purple. The cock ring must have been causing him pain from being so tight, but his face was not showing it. “Gonna create a new freak!” Stinger said. The doctor walked forward, his cock bouncing as it pointed the way. He picked his enormous cock up as he got closer to my ass, allowing him to move all the way up to me, pressing his body against me. He let go and his cock dropped hard and fast down onto my balls. The pain was intense. I tightly closed my eyes and bit my lip to keep from crying out from the pain. “Brave fucker!” Stinger said The doctor moved back, dragging his cock down my stomach and across my cocks and balls, leaving a trail of dick snot. “Spit on that hole” The doctor said to Stinger. “More fun dry,” Stinger said, “more pain” “Spit” Stinger moved to my ass and dropped to his knees. He slapped my ass twice and laughed. “Wanted it warm for you, doc” He started to loudly clear his throat, bringing up some deep spit. My hole puckered as it felt the warm spit hit it. Stinger looked up over my balls and smiled. He stood and moved away. “Remind me Stinger, I need to give you something to turn that green spit back to clear,” the doctor said. Stinger broke out in a loud laugh. I felt the doctor’s cock head rub against my hole. He had grabbed his cock around the base and began to move his cock head around my hole, spreading out Stinger’s green spit. I began to sweat more, was it from the fever or the fact that I was scared of the pain that his cock was going to bring. “Scream as loud as you want. No one will hear you” Stinger said as the doctor nodded in agreement. “Well, no one outside this office suite” the doctor added. Fuck, they just hinted there were more people here. My mind wondered if they would come help me. I was about to find out. The doctor suddenly pushed against my hole, but it resisted. Stinger grabbed my nut sac and squeezed hard. Pain shot through my body. His grip tightened. The doctor pushed harder this time, my hole opened and he forced his whole cock deep into my ass. The pain was the worse I had ever experienced, it took my mind off my balls. “Works every time Doc” Stinger said proudly. I felt the tears well up in my eyes and roll down my face as I let out the loudest blood curdling scream. My breathing was erratic, very shallow, but there was still enough for a second scream. “He's gonna pass out,” Doc said, “get the salts” I don't remember anything after that, everything went black. Then I was awake again. Pain was still shooting through my body as the doctor pulled his massive cock completely out only to slam it back in balls deep. Each time my pain reacted violently by trying to escape the restraints, screaming. The fuck flu aches were over powered by the pain coming from my hole as it was forcibly fucked. Sweat poured off my body, soaking my hair and dropping from me onto the exam table. If anyone was in the office suite with us, no one came running to my rescue, as the doctor slam fucked me over and over. Stinger was standing next to my hips, his eyes locked on my hole and the doctor’s massive weapon as he slowly stroke his cock. Somewhere in the office music started to get louder, my guess it was to drown out my screams of pain. The doctor’s hands grabbed my hips as he slammed harder and harder. The metal Cock ring pressed against my lower back, sending more pain through my body. Each time he slammed in the pain became less and less intense, but never went away. “Going to get patient zeros strain here and now,” Stinger said, “he's the one who pozzes all of us carnies” “Fucking right,” the doctor said. His nut sac swung back and forth as he fucked me, it banged against the metal table as he drove his cock into my hole. His cock seemed to thicken and harden each time he plunged deep into my hole. “Let me coat your fuck stick Doc” Stinger said, moving back towards the doctor. The doctor pulled completely out of my hole, leaving me empty and gaping. I lifted my head off the exam table to watch Stinger jacking his cock, now faster and aiming his head towards the shaft of the doctor's purple monster. It was so hard it pointed straight out with out any hands to keep it there. “Here is comes” Stringer’s cock erupted, cum shot all over the engorged cock. His load was thick. It was the first time I saw the seed that was the first to infect my negative hole. It was the load the changed my DNA and my mind. As fast as Stinger’s cum stopped pumping out of his piss slit, the doctor slammed his cock back into my hole and started to fuck me again, same as before. Stinger was squeezing his cock as he slowly moved his fingers from the base to the head, milking out what ever cum was still in his pisser. He wiped the cum oozing out of his head on the fingers of his free hand. He put those fingers into his mouth and sucked them with an evil grin on his face. “Mmmm tasty” he said laughing. I watched his cock slowly go soft and go from sticking straight out to hanging over his balls. There was a drop of cum hanging from his head and slowly moving down towards the floor. The doctor was still raping my hole. He had stopped taking his cock completely out of my hole and was teasing the head on my stretched out hole, then driving in. “Working up a huge toxic load of venom for you” Stinger moved behind him and reached around his massive chest, grabbing his nipples. I watched his fingers work them, pinching them, pulling them, and then twisting them roughly. The doctor's breathing became quicker. “Good Stinger, always knows how to get me to shoot” He pumped for a few more seconds and then slammed into me balls deep. His cock pulsed and twitched allowing me to feel the load of cum that was being shot into me. He pushed in harder with each shot, even though there was no way he could get in any more. His cock slowly stopped shooting, but he just stood there, still deep inside my hole. “That will help with your conversion” he said. “What about the flu, will you help me with that.” I asked. “Nothing will help that, got to let it run its course or every load you had shot in you will have been a waste.” He replied. “Stupid fucker, we don't want anything to stop your conversion, you gonna be the next freak and our star attraction” Stinger said laughing. The doctor then pulled out. I could feel my hole remain open as his cock fell from my ass. He moved towards my head. When he was standing next to me, I turned to see the ugly monster hanging from his body, it was covered with a pink slime. I put his hand behind my head and pulled my head closer to the edge of the table. “Open wide, mother fucker, time for that hole to be stretched wide open like your other one” Stinger said laughing. It was then I realized tears were running down my face not sweat.

Because it's not in most men's DNA to be faithful...the passion might go but that doesn't mean u don't love each other anymore...for me it's a turn on seeing my man get used by other men while I know he will be sleeping in my bed afterwards. U will only worry about him leaving u for somebody else if u have insecurity issues...u also need good basic rules...what is allowed and what is not...me and my husband used to pay together and separately before he went frigid...i used to have other men use him or he or me would hook up with others separately . There needs to be a certain amount of trust though...one of my rules would be we don't hook up with friends or go on dates...now the fun is pretty much gone...for over a year I haven't had sex with him as he went total cold on me and calls me pushy and insensitive...I still have sex with others as I'm a guy with an healthy sexual appetite. I love my husband so I stay with him .

Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks. Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing. There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces. There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom. "Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole. "Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too." They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices. "Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?" I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails. The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built. "Been before?" Asked the old man next to me. "Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours" He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!" I blushed and nodded. "Both of them." He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!" They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over. "Let's have a look,then." I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole. "He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon." The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap. "I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit." They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest. Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough. "That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me. The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man. "Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna." He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off. "Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides. After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two. Then he left. I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions. "Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful that time!" I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust. The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand. "You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?" I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs. "Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you? With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum. "Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.

I don't get guys not liking total bottoms - how many straight men fuck women ? They see their role as taking cock in their hole or mouth, so as a total bottom myself, I see my role as very similar. Serving a mans cock

How many of us have had or own "Randy" in our early lives! This amazing short tale should bring quite a few of us back to our early "beginnings". Toon, you do, as always, bring us back to a time when we were just beginning to find ourselves. You give us smiles and hard-ons as we reflect. Such a beautiful story! One that lives in so many of us.

Island House by far. If you don't stay there, you can get a day pass. They have a free pool side happy hour, GREAT and reasonably priced food. Erotic Video lounge, and sundeck, indoor/outdoor hot tubs. Only place clothing is required is in the gym. Get the cheapest room. It doesn't have a bathroom or shower, so you just use the public shower. It has its rewards as I got seeded in shower!

Freak Show, Part 2 It felt like this place was huge but it was just because we were moving through a thick crowd. We had only moved down two trailers, when the muscle fucker, entered one. Holding the door for me I followed. “You in here, Donkey?’ the muscle fucker yelled out. “In the bedroom. What you got for me?” “Someone looking for some fun,” he answered, a wide grin on his face. “Bring him in.” Grabbing my arm, muscle fucker pulled me into the bedroom of the trailer. On the bed was a man, completely naked, not a gym body, more like a bear. It wasn’t his body that caught my attention it was his cock. It was hard and was laying over his stomach almost up to his mid chest. “Holy fucking shit, that’s a big piece of meat” I involuntarily blurted-out. Both men chuckled as Donkey announced “And you're gonna sit on it. All of it." “STRIP” ordered the muscle fucker. I did as I was told. I was pushed onto the bed, I had my ass up on all fours. Muscle fucker grabbed hold of the butt plug and pulled it out. I looked over my should and watched him put it in his mouth, sucking it clean after which he remarked with pride “My poz load taste fucking good!” Donkey, however, wasn't distracted from his mission: “Straddle me and squat," he ordered. I did as I was told. I placed my feet on each side of him, as he held his massive horse cock straight in the air. I slowly lowered my ass until his head was pressing against my wet hole. I took a deep breath and popped the head into my hole. I was shocked that I would allow this raw cock in me. I continued to slide down it. I wasn't even half way down and it was pressing against the back of my hole. I slid up a bit and the went down, the head popped through my second ring. I moaned as I continued to slide down it. The muscle fucker had moved up behind me, between Donkey’s legs. I could feel his tongue licking my lower back, just where my ass crack began. Donkey had grabbed my hips and slammed me the rest of the way down on his massive cock. I let out a slight scream. "Scream loud, baby,” muscle fucker said, adding “it makes Donkey harder.” I could feel Donkey's hair rubbing against my ass, my cock was resting on his belly, leaking cum into the fur. “Are you poz too?” I shyly asked of Donkey. Muscle fucker, however, answered for Donkey in asking “Who do you think passed it to me?” Donkey started pulling me upwards, so using my legs, I lifted up, sliding my hole up his shaft, until his head was at my hole, then I slide down on it. I made contact with muscle fucker’s head as I slide down. He was licking Donkey’s shaft as I rode it, licking the trail of his toxic cum. I was getting into riding Donkey. Up and down, up and down. “Ride that horse cock” Donkey said, pulling me up and down faster and faster. My legs were getting tired but I wasn’t given a break. I pushed up and lowered my ass with a little help from Donkey. My hole was getting sore from the size of the cock stretching me open. I caught a view of Donkey’s cock head pushing the skin of my stomach out. I started to freak at that sight and tried to pull off to escape this ride. Muscle fucker was too fast and stood up behind me, pressing my shoulders down, keeping me impaled on Donkey’s cock. Muscle fucker’s cock was riding up and down my back, leaving a fuck juice trail. Donkey’s breathing became fast and fast as I rode his cock. He pulled me up faster and muscled fucker slammed me back down faster and faster. The monster cock inside me grew thicker and harder, as I kept fucking and fucking myself on his cock. “Adding to that toxic load, fucker,” Donkey shouted. I could feel his cock pulse in me, as he shot his cum load, deep inside my second ring as I sat on Donkey. Perhaps ridiculously I felt the need to somehow protect my self image, so I found myself announcing to the world (or at least the two men) “I didn't want this." Neither man bought my argument. “Yes you did,” said Donkey, “you sat on my cock raw and you did most of the work.” To which muscle fucker added "You said you wanted fun. I bet you're up for still more fun." “I mean I didn’t want to be pozzed.” “Deep down you know you did,” Donkey said in correction. Not to be outdone, muscle fucker added “You could have not come tonight, but you did. This is your fault.” “Who are you visiting next?” Donkey asked. “The two cocked freak” muscle fucker answered. I slid off of Donkey’s still hard cock, cum oozing out of my gaping hole. Without loosing a second, muscle fucker pushed the butt plug back in, noting "We're gonna need a bigger plug soon.” We made our way to the door of the trailer and opened it. Outside stood a man who asked “This Donkey’s place?” Muscle fucker nodded and held open the door. We watched the man enter. I noticed a wedding band on his finger. “Enjoy the ride, fucker, 'cuz your life will never be the same,” muscle fucker said closing the door. He pulled my arm and we moved across the lot to a tent, the flap was closed, but we just lifted it and went inside. I didn't know what a living hell I was in for next.

Sorry for the delay in updates. This next one will get a bit wordy, but there is a lot of information I needed to get in there to make the story make sense, and I promise that I end it on a worthwhile note. Again, thanks for all the replies, and I look forward to any input. -- PART 3: Becoming a Good Neighbor Looking up from my laptop, I watched as two of my classmates walked up, finishing their rounds for the evening before we sat and completed our charts. “Hey, Erika. Hey, Steve,” I softly said, not looking up from what felt like the hundredth chart I had written that night. Both said a quick ‘hey’ before dropping their laptops next to mine. Looking over, I saw Erika finger what felt like the millionth bouquet sent to me by my ass of an ex in the last 3 weeks. Erika, a short red-head that I first met back in pre-med, is hands down my best friend. She barely comes up to my chin, but what she lacks in height, she definitely makes up for it in feistiness. We met at a mixer one night in the dorms and was actually the one to introduce me to my douche of an ex. At this moment, she was single, having dumped her ex after they had a fight over the long hours she always put in. Steve, on the other hand, is tall, black, and frankly one of the few guys I had ever lusted over and hit on. Smart, quick to make a comeback, and he and his fiancé, a nurse at another hospital, are one of the cutest couples I ever met. Sadly for me, he was 100% straight, but still extremely cool, if not a little too knowledgeable about the gay world, besting me on all sorts of insights. “I see he really doesn’t give up…” she replied, grabbing the card and looking inside, “God, what a sappy note. ‘I love you with all my heart. Being without you is like missing a piece of my soul.’ Talk about contrived. If that fucker didn’t want to lose you, maybe he should have kept it in his pants. It’s been what, 2 weeks?” “Nope he still hasn’t, and it’s been 3 weeks,” I said, finally finishing up my last chart and after clicking log out, closed the lid of the laptop. Grabbing it and my few paper charts, I put each away; the laptop back into its cradle on the counter behind us, and the charts in the ‘To File’ pile. I began to stretch, hearing and feeling several loud pops emirate from my back. “And they’re going into the trash, just like all the rest,” I said, going to the small closet behind the nurse's station. Pulling out my jacket, I began to shoulder on the thick material, thankful that I had forgotten the coat for nearly a year and yet to be stolen. The weather had taken a sudden dip into an early winter, and I knew I would definitely be needing it. “Screw that!” Steve replied, grabbing the vase before I could, “Can I have them?” I stopped and stared at Steve. “Ok…. why do you want a dozen red roses?” I asked, confused before adding the sly, “Did you something you want to tell Erika and I about the requires roses at home?” “Fuck no!” he replied with an eye roll before continuing. “It’s just that nurses love them. Especially mine. You want something from them, just give them flowers and candy.” “Shit… should have thought of that myself!” Erika said, trying to make a grab at the glass vase as Steve pulled them out of her reach. “Nope. Mine,” he laughed, watching as she tried to jump and grab them, profanities spewing from her mouth as his tall frame easily surmounting her much shorter stature. “You can have the next one, dear, ” I said, hanging up my white coat before starting work on the zipper, “I’m sure there will be more tomorrow.” “And just where are you off to?” Steve asked, raising his eyebrows and looking at the clock, obviously surprised at my early departure, knowing I usually was the last to leave since I had set up camp in the small on call room down the hall. “House hunting. Found a really decent place for like $800 a month. It’s fully furnished and not all that far away. Have to get there before 5:30 so I can check it out.” I replied, checking to make sure I had my phone and wallet before making my way from behind the counter. “I’m tired of staying in the on-call room here, hospital food sucks ass, and I’m getting really tired of having to live out of a duffle bag.” “Jesus! What’s wrong with it that it’s that cheap? I’d come with to help you, but on call tonight.” Erika replied, her eyes growing large at the admittedly too good to be true deal. “Yeah, what she said,” Steve added. “No idea, but it’s got to be better than living in a hospital, and it’s in my price range. Even seems like a pretty new place and has perfect access to the streetcar line. My only guess is that there's a night club or something,” I replied, pulling up the listing from my phone broker before hand the phone to them. “Niiiiice,” they both replied, as I pocketed my phone again. “Ten bucks says someone was murdered there, probably a serial killer like in American Psycho,” Steve guessed, looking back down at his screen and typing. “Nope, $20 bucks says it's definitely the site of a porno,” Erika added, doing the same, “Probably a giant homo-fest filled with big cocks shooting everywhere like a Super Soaker. I bet if you took a black light with you, it’d look like a Jackson Pollock painting in there.” “You’re on,” replied Steve. “Lame jokes from both of you, I expected better, “ I called behind me, making my towards the elevator, ”Wish me luck!” Pressing the down button, the doors quickly opened to reveal my least favorite person in our class. Alex Ranker, aka Ranker the Wanker as Matt called him. Though I hated Matt now, I still agreed it was a perfect thing to call the guy. Alex was one of those guys that seemed to have it all. His parents were rich, his mother an heiress to some fruit company out east, his father a famous lawyer in New York. The guy was literally perfect. Perfect tan, perfect teeth, perfectly trimmed dirty blond hair, perfect body. Until he opened his mouth. He’d been known to harass the nurses and other students alike, to the point nobody wanted to work with him. And yet, it seemed like he could do no wrong in the eyes of the attending doctors. My level of hatred started back at the beginning of residency when they had a dinner at the hospital for everyone and their spouses to visit. I had run to the restroom, only to come out and find Mr. Douche himself feeling up my then boyfriend. He didn’t even bat an eye as we kissed when I got back and proceeded to ask for Matt’s number. Needless to say, I still hated the guy with a passion. Looking up from his phone, he gave a slight smirk at me. I fought not to let my thoughts about the douche reach my face, and stepped onto the elevator next to him, watching as the door closed. I stared ahead for a few minutes when Wanker opened his mouth and started speaking. “I hear you and that hot British guy broke up,” he said, immediately getting under my skin, “Must have finally realized he could do a lot better than someone like you. I’ll have to get his number sometime. Show him what a real man is.” Wanker was also a notorious man-whore, having been caught with both male and female nurses all over the hospital. A true one and done type of guy. Every week, the staff would have to cheer up whoever he had used and dumped. The latest was the new nurse in the neonatal unit. Told her at the nursing station to grow up and get over herself. And that he’d had much better all the time. He at least was now iced out of that floor. This was opposed to me. I tried every day to treat the nurses as a team, helping them whenever I could and listening to their complaints. And who after the recent break-up, constantly had the sympathy vote on his side. The difference between us proving ‘never piss off the nurses.’ “Yep,” I replied through gritted teeth, “Caught him in bed with a neighbor. Apparently, he only likes pussy now. Also likely has a bad case of gono knowing what he was on. So enjoy that. He’s all yours.” Slightly satisfied at how my reply had shut the dick up, I rushed the doors the second they opened to the lobby and quickly made my way to the entrance. — Luckily, the streetcar was only a block away, and my wait out in the biting cold was a blissfully short one. I stared blankly out the window, letting my mind wander to that night 3 weeks earlier, and nearly found myself missing my stop. I felt my cheeks redden a little as I looked down and saw the guy sitting in front of me who was forced to stare at the obvious bulge in my scrub pants. I made brief eye contact before I moved away and looked pointedly out the windows of the tram. Hurriedly, I hopped off, and walked down the block towards the apartment building, having memorized where I needed to go. Looking around, I caught a few brief glances of the area. A few small shops, several restaurants, even what looked to be a bookstore nearby. Then there was the building with blacked out windows and bars right next door to where I was going. Nightclub maybe? I asked myself, slightly slowing down as I walked past. The sign above the door stated ‘Stroud’s.’ However, there were no other identifying features, so I kept walking past. I walked into the lobby of the apartment and was greeted by a receptionist, a hot younger guy, possibly of Indian descent. “Are you Jake?” he asked, a mild Middle Eastern accent in his voice. “Um… yeah, how’d you know?” I asked, slightly put off by how this guy knew exactly who I was. “I’m Amal. Greg, our manager, and leasing agent is the one you spoke to this morning. He’s in his office,” he replied, extending his hand and shaking mine, “Follow me.” I followed Amal to the room behind him, taking in the appearance of the apartment lobby. It was obvious that the building was a former hotel, and an old one at that. Thankfully, whoever owned the building hadn’t completely gutted it on its renovation, leaving many of the old styled flourishes around, while still adding an interest modern flair. I knew instantly I would love the place, at least until I found out why it was so cheap. The receptionist opened the door and I saw Greg. Holy shit! I thought to myself, have I walked into the Twilight Zone? Before me was a man who I could swear at first was Jackson. He had same dark hair, graying at the temples. He also obviously spent half his life at the gym, his chiseled torso hidden just barely by an expensive looking suit and tie. A nice, square chin and piercing gray eyes added to his masculine look, with high-end designer glasses completing the look, giving him the air of a model. However, as I looked closer, I noticed a few differences between the two. No piercings, no beard, his voice was a little less deep, hair cut was definitely different. He had a phone to one ear talking away to what must have been a tenant, and with a brief wave, I sat down in one of the chairs in front of him. “Can I get you anything?” Amal asked from the doorway, breaking me from my mild stupor. “Um, no, I’m good,” I replied, giving a small smile. Quietly, Amal shut the door, as I turned my attention back to the building manager. “Yes Mrs. Goodwin, I’ll have maintenance get on that as soon possible. Yes… yes, ma’am. Thank you again for reporting it. I truly apologize for the inconvenience. Yes… Yes, ma’am. UH-huh… Okay, thank you,” he spoke, before finally hanging up the phone. Looking down, he began to look through the many sticky notes on his desk, looking for a particular one. “ Thanks for waiting. Sorry, it took so long getting off the phone, Mister… uh… sorry… Doctor…” “Harding. Please, just call me Jake,” I replied, shaking his hand as he extended it out. “Nice to meet you, Jake. I take it it’s getting quite cold outside?” he asked, turning his attention to the computer screen next to him, clicking on something, “You’re here to see…. 1201 was it? The one bed, one bath fully furnished?” “Uh, yeah, I think so,” I replied, forcing myself to stop imagining the quickly darkening things I’d do with the man in front of me, quickly starting to mirror what I had done with Jackson. “And you want a… immediate move in if possible I see. And you’ve already completed the application… thanks for getting that done so fast,” he continued, reading the screen, “And I see you’re well qualified for the apartment. No pets, and no need for a deposit… Great!” he replied, reaching into the desk and pulling out a small electronic key card, “We can show the apartment now if you’d like?” Nodding, I followed him back to the lobby, standing behind him as he pressed the call button for the elevator. Quickly I stopped myself from looking at his ass as he turned around to face me. “So, as you can tell, this used to be a hotel. It was built back in 1907,” he began, pointing out different points in the lobby as he began his tour of the building. “We recently renovated last year. We tried to keep the historical integrity of the building, but everything that couldn’t be saved has been updated. There’s fiber internet in the building, as well as 24-hour security. And the front desk is staffed from 9 am until 11 pm every day. We have a small gym on the 2nd floor, as well as a pool behind the lobby. There is a small attached parking garage, but those are an additional $100 a month per space.” I nodded as he told me these things. Seeing as I had no car, the parking wasn’t a big deal. But still, I kept telling myself that there was no way this place could be this nice at the current price and not have something wrong with it yet. The doors of the antique looking elevator opened up, revealing a surprisingly updated looking interior. “The elevator works with your room key, and will only take you to your floor and the common access areas. We also made sure to set it up so that you can use your phone, and that you can send a temporary access code to anyone you wish. It will also allow them to access your apartment door if you aren't home.” I slyly watched him as the elevator quickly climbed upward, taking in the nice profile presented to me as he continued to wax about the history of the building. For once, I was really beginning to enjoy not being attached to someone. Especially the no fearing the repercussions of checking someone out. The downside though was not having done anything for 3 weeks, which was really starting to make me horny. The doors opened to reveal a long, well-lit hallway, the seemingly never ending length giving my a slight vibe of something out of The Shining. I half expected those creepy twin girls to appear and start asking me to play with them. Directly across the hall was my possible apartment. “As you can tell, it's near the elevator,” the manager continued, “But we made sure to add extra sound proofing to prevent any noise problems.” He swiped the card above the door lock, and with a slight whir, the door unlocked. Opening it, I followed him in, looking around the room as he turned on the lights. I was stunned. The place looked amazing. The pictures from the internet showed empty rooms, and the images had not done the place justice. Tall ceilings, with what had to be the original decorative crown moldings. Granite counters, high-end loft furniture, stainless steel appliances, exposed brick and hardwood floors everywhere. And even an amazing view of downtown. There was even a large flat panel tv and what looked to be one of those high-tech smart thermostats. I began to feel almost unnerved. Why in the world wasn’t this place taken? The tour continued to the bedroom with a well appointed and fully updated on-suite bath, again looking like something out of a magazine for the rich and famous, and not something that was more in the pricing of a fresh out of college student. “As you can see, we went to a lot of lengths to update the apartment and all the furniture comes with it at $150 a month. After a 3 year lease, they will pretty much be yours. We currently don’t have them installed, but it will also come with a high-efficiency washer and dryer as well if you need it. This unit was previously the model unit, but since we’ve recently finished the top 10 floors, we’re trying to get rid of this one. Also, we have a deal with the former housekeeping staff and they provide cleaning once every week for another $75 a month.” “Um… it’s great…. but…” I replied, perplexed at how such a great find wasn’t already taken. This place was nicer than anything I could have hoped to live in. “Let me guess…” Greg intoned, “How is something like this still on the market?” “Yeah…” I replied, looking around again, “Did someone die in here… or is it haunted or…” “Well,” he started, looking a little embarrassed, “I do have to be up front. There are a few problems with the place. First, you’ll have Mrs. Goodwin, the lovely lady I was speaking to earlier as a neighbor. She’s very nice if a bit… well, crazy. Don't get me wrong, very sweet, and if you ever want great food, she is an excellent cook and loves for people to try it. But she tends to like to know every little thing about people. You can usually avoid her as long as you aren’t in the hallway at certain hours. Also, she has a bad habit of trying to fix her children up with other tenants. The closer they are, the more she pushes it.” Having had an (albeit much lesser) similar experience with our previous neighbor, this fact didn’t phase me. “OK, I’ve had my share of nosy neighbors, so not a big deal there. And I guess it's nice actually knowing who your neighbors are. I’m guessing there’s more though?” I asked. “Well, there is the fact of the neighborhood,” he replied. “This area is still in transition, and the crime is a tiny bit higher than other areas. But nothing major. It’s a pretty safe place to live. There is a lot of very nice places to shop and eat, and the street car is right down the street. But we do have a certain… erm… the element that resides here and has no plans of leaving.” “So, gangs? The mob? Satanists?” I asked half-jokingly, not quite following his logic. “Oh God, no, nothing like that,” he replied, “It’s just… well, I’m sure you saw that place next door. Stroud’s.” “Sure, “ I replied, remembering walking past the place next door. “Is it a nightclub? If so, I don’t think it would be a problem this high up would it?” “Oh. Um, no… it’s a….” he replied, looking even more flustered, “You don’t get easily offended do you?” “I’m a doctor, so no… seeing strange things and people is part of my job,” I replied. “Well, it's actually an adult bookstore. And apparently pretty popular as well, especially with the male population. It’s actually the reason why we have had so much trouble filling the unit,” he stated, “People don’t really like telling their friends to go the apartment complex next to the gay bookstore. Especially with the rumors around it. It’s really pretty seedy. We’ve tried to talk the city into closing it down, but apparently, the owner has a lot of connections in city hall. That and the owner has a private sauna a block away. With those two elements, we tend to have a problem with a lot of our more conservative renters being driven away. We had an issue with our last tenant as well, which required us to have them evicted. Corporate really strives for full occupancy, so I’ve tried to price it to sell. You’re the best candidate we’ve had yet.” I felt a stir in my pants as I realized exactly what he meant by seedy gay bookstores. I’d recently started reading about such things online, bored at night with the call room to myself. Likely, this adult bookstore was one of those rare finds. Possibly even one of the ones with private theaters. “Other than those problems, it's a lovely unit. What are your thoughts on the place?” Greg replied, looking as though I was likely to bolt out of the place and never return. “Actually, compared with the things I see at work,” I said, taking a final look around, “Those things are really rather mild. You’d be amazed at the things people do in the bedroom that put them in the emergency room.” With a slight laugh, we exited the room and made our way back to the elevator. “So, like you said, you’re wanting to move in as soon as possible?” Greg asked, following me into the elevator as the doors opened with a slight thump. “I’d say today, but I’m sure that…” I started to say before he immediately interrupted. “We can do that!” he exclaimed. “If you want, we can have someone from the cleaning staff do a once over. We just have some paperwork, and if you can make the first month’s rent payment and the application fee, we will be able to get you in tonight about 8 or 9 pm. Would that work?” Shocked, I nodded my head, amazed at how quickly I could take possession of the place. We spent the next hour signed what felt like a mountain of paperwork and the swipe of my debit card, we exchanged handshakes and Greg gave me the small plastic card. I left the building, running back to the hospital to get my duffle bag, and then returned, off to grab dinner and explore the neighborhood. I took in a light dinner at the Thai place across from the streetcar stop and set off to explore in the quickly dying late fall sunset. I walked into a few shops, surprised at how many were open until later in the evening. I even spied a small tobacconist shop, which made me think back to the hot night from 3 weeks before yet again. I ignored the shop though, looking at my watch. It was time for my apartment to be done. So, I walked back to the building before I spied several people walking into the adult bookstore. I felt myself get hard yet again. I walked back into my building, waving at Amal, and rode the elevator back up, setting my bag into the bedroom and changing into normal clothes before deciding to bite the bullet and check out the bookstore. — Stepping into the store, it looked like any other adult bookstore I had seen before. An ever shrinking movie section (thanks in large part to the internet), toys ranging from small to impossibly large, leather, clothing and edible panties, even the occasional ball gag and whip. I wasn’t that impressed until I noticed a second entrance to the back of the shop. I walked up to the attended, and with a slight blush on my face, asked what was further in. The attendant definitely looked like a skinhead. Shaved, bald head, with piercings everywhere. Fishnet shirt and leather pants. He appeared to be reading a Harry Potter book, and with a sigh, he stopped reading and flipped over the book. “First time?” he asked with raised eyebrows, looking at me with an appraising glance. “Yeah,” I said, “Just moved in nearby and thought I’d be a good neighbor and check out things.” I flashed a slight smile, fearing my nervousness was showing, to which he warmly returned. “Normally, it's a $10 fee for non-members to enter the theater, but since you’ve never been, it’s on me,” he said, pressing what must be a button to open the door. A buzzing noise came from the door. “Enjoy, buddy,” he said with a somewhat wicked smile. I opened it and walked inside. I immediately was met with a lit stairway down. Walking down I entered a dimly lit hallway. It took a minute for my eyes to adjust to the red lighting. I walked around, but the halls seemed empty, each door closed. Finally, I found an open door leading to a booth. Stepping inside, I closed the door. Looking around, I noticed a large screen with a bill feeder under it. Sitting down, I pulled out my wallet and grabbed a few dollars and stuffed them in. The TV turned on and started showing a video of two girls making out naked. Looking around the edge of the screen, I finally found the controls and flipped around until I found one of what appeared to be a group of guys fucking in various positions around a tiled room. I sat back and watched, slowly feeling a rise in my pants. After a while, the scene changed to a young guy, looking somewhat similar to myself, with a line of all the guys waiting to take a turn on his ass. One thing stuck out to me, however. Not a single one appeared to be wearing a condom. I felt my cock throb and building up courage, I pulled my pants down and slowly started stroking myself. There I sat, stroking my cock for several minutes, zoning out to the hot video in front of me when I heard a sudden tapping to my right. Startled, I stopped what I was doing and turned to see where the noise was coming from. Sticking out from a crude hole in the wall was a thick, uncut cock, probably about 7 inches long. I gulped and licked my lips watching as it throbbed slightly, a drop of precum slowly forming on the piss slit. Slowly, I reached out and grabbed it, stroking it and myself at the same time. This made the owner groan, slamming hard against the wall. I continued to stroke the guy until a voice with a thick accent called out, muffled by the wall. “Suck me.” This caught me off guard. I let go for a second, starting at the hard piece in front of me. Suddenly, I acted, slowly licking and then taking the cock into my mouth. I ran my lounge along the underside, sucking hard as I pulled off, making the guy groan even louder. After a few minutes of sucking, I felt him pull out. At first, I was upset, wanting to continue to suck him to completion. Until his face appeared at the hole. “Let me suck you,” the face replied, in what sounded to me like a thick Spanish accent. I started his face for a moment. The guy had soft pink lips and a slight mustache. In the blue glow of the tv (now forgotten), I slowly stood up and began to feed him my cock. Damn the guy could suck. His warm wet mouth wrapped around my cock, sucking like a vacuum cleaner. Every time he got to the tip, he would run his tongue into the opening, making me squirm in delight. I felt myself getting closer, and just before getting to the point of no return, he pulled off and stepped away from the glory-hole. “Fuck,” I muttered, looking into the hole and seeing him pull up his pants and walk over to the door before opening it and leaving the booth. Resigned, I went to finish myself off and pull my pants back up and leave, when I heard a knock at the door. “Double fuck,” I said, looking at the screen realizing that the money had run out in the video machine. Most likely the attendant, as I recalled my knowledge of how a video arcade worked. Pulling out my wallet, feeding another few bills on the machine. Hearing another knock, I turned back, pulling my pants back up slightly and opening the door. “Sorry, I just refilled the…” I started to say to the attendant, but instead was greeted with a hot, late 20ish Latino guy, “oh…. um… can I help you…” He pushed his way in, closing the door quickly and immediately locked lips with me. We proceeded to make out, grabbing and stroking each other, my cock still on the edge of release. His breath smelled of smoke, immediately turning me on. Finally, we parted, each gasping for air. I slowly recovered as he licked his lips and quickly asked me something I never expected to hear. “Let me in your hole?” he asked, pulling out a small brown bottle, opening it up and taking a few hits from. I instantly recognized the bottle from my night with Jackson. Poppers. My cock throbbed at the idea of the sensation. He held the bottle out to me as he started stroking his cock. Grabbing the bottle, I took several hits and handed it back to him. “Uh… sure,” I said, starting to feel the rush from the poppers reaching my brain before adding a quick, “As long as you let me do the same.” A quick nod was his only reply was before he turned me around and bent me over. I felt him reach behind himself and realized that he was grabbing lube from the dispenser on the back of the room. I quickly felt him rub some on my hole and then looked back to see him rubbing it on himself. “Wait…” I said, looking back at his cock, “You got a condom?” He shook his head no, before replying. “Most guys here don’t want them, so I never bring them. You got one?” I already knew I didn’t have one. I was torn. I wanted sex. Bad. But I had already learned the hard way about taking a bare cock. Hormones raging through my bloodstream, my brain fought to think logically, failing at the ebb of poppers in my mind. Finally, my mind came up with an answer as I asked, “You clean?” “Sure” he replied with a slight shrug, and with that, I bent over. Slowly, I felt him press his cock against my hole as I took a deep breath in. END OF PART 3

Dad’s Basement Part Five I was led by the two men, into the next room, the one that was divided into two. We continued to move until we were in the area with three glory holes cut into the wall. Not much light was coming through the holes, so I knew the sun was going down outside. “Taking all loads is like Russian roulette - raw cock goes into your hole and the cock shoots - could be shooting blanks or a hot round of poz cum” one of the men said. I was placed with my back to the wall and pulled over at the waist allowing my ass to open at the glory hole. “Plus Son there is an added excitement to taking cocks that you don’t know who it is attached to, Do you know them or are they complete strangers you will never see again” I pushed my ass checks back against the wooden wall. I could hear sounds coming from all around. I looked to my left to see my Dad putting his ass against the wooden wall too. Only there was already a hard cock sticking through the glory hole. It was dark, thick and sticking straight out. I watched my Dad spit in his hand, rub the spit onto his hole, and push back on the dark cock, It slowly disappeared into Dad’s hole. My cock started to expand. I was watching my Dad take cock up his hole. It was the hottest thing I had ever saw. Dad’s head was thrown back with pleasure and one of his buds shoved a bottle of poppers under his nose, which he inhaled deeply. “Show your Son how to take cock” I watched as Dad’s ass pressed against the wood wall, the cock was deep inside his hole. I could feel the thrusts of the man fucking my Dad, move the wall on my ass. Dad moaned load as the cock moved in and out of his hole. I was lost watching Dad take raw cock, until I felt something pushing at my own hole. One of Dad’s buds reached back and spread my checks giving the unknown man access to my used hole. “Fuck man, that is one used cummy fuck hole” said the man on the other side of the wall, who was pushing his cock into my hole. I had heard that voice some where before, I knew it but could not place it. My hole opened around the cock, allowing it to slide deep inside, pushing the cum forward and out ward of my hole. I moaned as the cock began to move. I concentrated on the rhythm of the fuck - as he pushed in I pushed back and pulled off as he pulled out. “Good Son, take that anon raw cock - you know it could be anyone even grandpa” Dad said, “imagine being fucked by not just me but him as well today Son” My cock throbbed at that thought. I loved over and Dad was matching his fuck just like mine. We moved together. I looked up to see the other men who fucked me earlier either sucking or fucking each other. Dad took another big hit of poppers and then handed them to me - and I followed suit in huffing them. “Fuck that hole just opened” the top said on the other side of the wall, picking up speed. I looked to the other side of me, to see another cock coming through the hole. I could not help be think it was a beautiful sight to see, another hard fucking cock. I watch the tattooed, uncut cock man back his ass up, taking the cock deep into his hole, moaning as he was penetrated. I passed him the poppers and watched him inhale deep. I continued to push back against the hard cock working in and out of my hole. Poz cum flowed out of my hole and dripped down my balls. “Stay where you are fucker, I have to eat that ass!” the owner of the cock fucking me said. I felt his cock slip out and was soon replaced with a hot tongue. It was sliding in and out of my cum covered gapping hole. It was another new sensation. I moaned more and more as he switched from tongue fucking me and sucking my hole to eat out the cum deposited in there. My cock twitched rapidly as my mind wondered if he knew he was not only sucking out my Dad’s cum but also sucking out and swallowing nothing but poz loads. I ran my finger over my cock and scooped up the pre-cum leaking out. I was bringing it to my lips when I felt my Dad’s hand grab mine and pulling it to his mouth. “Give me your pre-fuck juice Son” I felt his mouth engulf my finger, sucking it like it was a skinny cock. The uncut guy reached over and scooped some of my pre-cum onto his finger and sucked it off, just like my Dad. “Fucking tastes like yours bud” The man stopped eating my ass and pushed his cock in my hole again, sliding all the way in and all the way out, over and over. I could hear a growl coming from him and knew he would not last much longer in my hole. “Never thought I would breed that hot ass that you strutted around campus, teasing the hell out of every man” he said. “you fucking overachieving whore” Fuck me, where did I know that voice from. I felt him slam his body against the wall, as his cock start to shoot deep inside my hole adding his cum to the rest. The thought of not knowing if I was getting more poz cum or not was a huge fucking turn on. Soon the pulse of his cock stopped and he pulled out. I fought the urge to look through the glory hole to see who it was. “Hot as fuck is right Dad” I said turning to him, watch him pull off his cock. “Got a load?” I asked him “Switching” I watched him and the uncut man switch cocks, fuck it was hot the just slid back on the new cocks, using each other’s ass juices as lube. I felt fingers playing with my hole through the glory hole. I closed my eyes as I felt them enter me. The new man pushed in two fingers, then three and then four, ramming them in and out. I wanted to scream out just give me your fucking cock, but didn’t. He removed his fingers, leaving empty and wanting to filled. I felt his hard cock rubbing up and down my hole, slowly moving, wetting the head with cum. I balanced myself on my knees and reached back spreading my ass open more. He positioned his cock head at my hole and pushed in, driving deep. I moaned again, I felt full as his cock spread open my ever loosening hole. Even with soreness setting in, I felt pleasure. He slowly moved his cock in and out of my hole. Steadily fucking me. I turned and watched Dad slam his ass back against the wooden wall, fucking himself on the cock sticking through the glory hole. Harder and harder Dad pushed back against the wall, until he pushed all the way back and held his ass against it. “Getting bred Son” he said smiling at me. The cock inside my hole was still steadily pumping in and out, working the ridge of it’s head against the muscles of my loose hole. “NEXT” Dad yelled as to signal anyone on the public side of the glory hole he was ready for the next anon cock. I watched as he braced himself, knowing that a cock had just entered his hole. “Oh yeah, fuck me hard bud” Dad said as he began moving back and forth on the new cock. Sounds of fucking and sucking echoed through the basement, while the smell of cum, piss and musk infused with the heated air. “Going to get loaded up Son, so I can squat over your mouth and feed you cum from my hairy ass!” Dad said. The cock inside my ass grew thicker and harder, giving me the sign it was going to shoot it’s load deep into my hole. I licked my lips, knowing that I was going to be flooded with more cum. One strong push in and the flood began. I could feel pulse after pulse of seed shooting into me. He pulled out and within seconds another cock stabbed at my hole, sliding in deep this time with almost no effort. “Your first black cock Son.” Dad said, “Hold on tight I have had that cock before and he fucks hard and long” My cock oozed pre-cum knowing that this cock had fucked and breed my Dad. Such a fucking turn on. It drove deep inside me. I still wondered how Dad knew what cock was fucking his Son’s ass. Was these anon fucks pre-arranged. Those thoughts quickly left my mind, as the black did started to pull in and out my hole. The cock would pull completely out of my hole, only to be shoved deep into me seconds later. This punch fuck attack continued for what seemed like for ever. Looking over at Dad, I could see him lost in a world of pleasure as his hard cock jumped up and down between his legs as he was fucked. Pre-cum was hanging from the head and almost touching the floor. I wanted to taste it, I wanted to suck every drop out of that piss slit. I watched Dad push back against the wooden wall, getting fucked and taking loads. “Good boy pussy” I heard grunted though the wall, “Gonna give you a highly toxic load Boy” My cock jumped knowing that this man was advertising his poz load and I was going to get it. His cock roughly punched my used hole, deeper and deeper. I jumped when he hit deep inside me. “Don’t pull off Boy, so fucking close” he said He continued to fuck me harder and deeper, until he pushed in deep and stayed there. Grunting and groaning as his piss slit opened and his toxic load invaded my used hole. I tried to squeeze my ass around his cock to milk out every drop, but my hole had been fucked so much by thick cocks, there wasn’t much pressure. “Clean it Boy” he said pulling out of my ass. I flipped around positioning my mouth at the glory hole. I closed my eyes and opened wide. I felt the cock pass through my mouth, gently sliding against my lips. It was slick with cum and the juices from my well fucked hole. I closed my lips around the black cock and lick and sucked. It began to move in and out of my mouth. Fingers began to feel around my hole, sliding in and out. The black cock soften and popped out of my mouth. He pulled away and I turned to back my ass against the hole again, waiting for the next cock to arrive. Time continued to pass, as the fucking continued. I lost count of how many anon cocks and loads I had taken through the glory hole, as well as how many Dad had. The third glory hole had seen many men presenting their holes to be fucked so I didn’t even try to concentrate on them. I knew it was getting late in the night, but I wanted more, more cock, more cum, and more disease.

Part V ANOTHER CRAZY DAY After being bred BB by several guys I had just met and being pretty drunk and then finding out they all had HIV UNMEDICATED and me being (straight?). I sobered up in a hurry and got the hell out of that park in a hurry. I was totally freaked out as you can get. My ass was starting to burn like hell and tingle at the same time. I had no idea what the hell I had done. Just stop to take a piss and ended up being fucked almost senseless after drinking way too much too fast. My mind just could not get wrapped around it at all. How I made it home is still a mystery too but finally pulled into my driveway. I stopped and just sat in my car for quite a while. Had to get my mind cleared up in a hurry before facing my wife. I was now a good 2 hours late for supper and hadn't called, so I know she was going to be upset. Had to go in though, so I got out of the car and into the house I went. I made up a lame excuse for being late and not calling and told her I wasn't hungry and headed to the shower in a hurry. My mind was still whirling around but got cleaned up somehow. Went down to spend time with wife and watch some TV and then it was time for bed. Don't think I slept a wink all night thinking about what had happened. Next morning came, after what seemed like a week. Got up like normal and had breakfast and coffee and almost felt normal again. Off to work I went. My mind still in turmoil and could not get much done at all. Lunchtime and I just sat in the cafeteria numbly. Back to work and still not thinking straight at all. Then, wham it was time to go home. Had spaced off calling for a doctor appt. and now that office would be closed so decided it would be ok till morning. Headed out for home. As I was getting to the park, again, I noticed that there were some tents set up now. Could see guys playing soccer again, with others standing or sitting and mostly watching. I decided I needed to stop and talk to that first guy I had met before. Had to get some more answers and talk about what I had done and what needed to be done. I pulled into the parking lot and found a space to park. As I got out of the car and headed that way, that guy noticed me and came running to meet me. Before I knew it he had grabbed my hand and shook it in greeting and then gave me a huge hug, too. I told him I needed someone to talk to badly. He noticed my concern and told me to follow him. He headed to a huge tent they had set up to one side and we entered it. They had set up a couple of tables there and looked to be using it as their dining area/storage area. I walked over and sat down at one of the tables and he went to a cooler and grabbed us a couple of cold cans of Coke to drink. Was glad it was pop and not another beer. He then sat right down next to me with one let under the table and the other out, facing me and told me to go ahead. I drank about half my Coke before I could think of what to say and then stammered and could not get out a coherent sentence, really. He told me to calm down and just take my time and tell him all my thoughts about the day before and he would help me get through it. I started by telling him I thought it had been a huge mistake on my part mostly for drinking so much. He just nodded some and told me that probably did help lead up to it. I telling him I really kind of felt ashamed of what I had done and kind of dropped my head down. I found I was looking right between his legs. He had quite short shorts on and apparently nothing else on and I was looking directly at his huge cock that was hanging about halfway out of one leg of his shorts. I tried to look away but found I couldn't take my eyes off of it and started to stammer again. He leaned towards me and patted my leg and told me to calm down and take it easy and start again. It took my a couple of minutes to get my mind focused again and start to explain that he had taken advantage of my drunkenness, too. We were both somewhat at fault and it should not have happened and now I had no idea what to do. I told him this without ever raising my head back up as I could not get my eyes off of his cock. It also seemed to be growing, little by little as I talked, to somewhat semi-hard state now. Why could I not get my eyes off of it and my head up?

So I recently was in a binge of anonymous/risky play. I would go out to the bars and get plastered and from there I'd either hook up or go to a bath house and have lots of anonymous play. All raw, no questions asked. Kind of stupid in retrospect, but I had fun. I was worried at first because I was still playing with my partner, and although were open about playing outside the relationship he doesn't know I'm into raw/anon play. I got tested and the only thing that came back was oral gono, so my partner got tested and was negative for everything. Well be going long distance for unrelated reasons this summer, so I may have more fun in store

Part II The game was getting more intense now and I just kept on staying and watching. Didn't realize that I had now downed another 3 or 4 beers and really had to go pee again. Went to get up and almost fell on top of the first guy I had met. He grabbed me and held me up. I apologized and told him I guessed I had not been paying attention to how much I had been drinking and it kind of caught me by surprise. I kind of staggered off to the toilet then. I didn't know he had followed me until I got there. He told me he just wanted to make sure I was alright. I really was fumbling trying to unzip my pants and was almost giggling about it. He told me to hold still a sec and reached out and before I knew it he had undone my pants, button and zipper and they almost fell off me as he reached in and grabbed my cock and pulled it out for me. I was so out of it that it didn't even register at first and then I was kind of embarrassed. He let go of me then and I took ahold of myself and was able to mostly hit the hole with my piss. I was so shaky that some missed and got on the seat though and then I just couldn't seem to get my pants back up good and fastened. He, again, took matters into his own hands and tucked me in and did my pants back up for me. For some reason I didn't even notice at the time my cock had started to come up some. We walked back to the table, mostly him walking and me staggering badly by now. I must have looked pretty funny and some of the guys there had huge grins on their faces and a couple laughed when I almost missed the seat sitting down. I was a little red in the face I am sure and grabbed my beer there and took another drink hoping the cold would just help a little or something. I started watching the game again but found myself almost slipping off of the seat now. I finally gave up and sat on the ground. I turned to place my beer on the seat then and from this vantage point I now could see behind the table and the two guys from earlier were in plain sight now. I am sure my eyes bugged out and they were both now completely nude it seemed and were in a 69 position. From my point of view, from the side actually of them, I could see they both had their cocks in each others mouths and were really gulping on each other. I just sat and stared. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off of them for a while and then as I was watching, one of them grabbed the others legs and lifted them up and apart. I saw him then licking the guys balls and then his tongue kept on going until I could tell he was licking his hole. As I watched he got more and more spit on that hole and then I could tell his tongue was actually going into it some and the other guy had quit sucking him and was now moaning and telling him how great it felt. I was mesmerized. What the hell?

Yesterday was my sluttiest yet. My wife was out of town for the day and evening. I cleaned up good in the morning. First up was a guy who I played with years ago. He's now poz. He came over and fucked me for about 5 minutes before dumping his 5 day poz load up my ass. A couple of hours later I had my semi regular fuck bud over with his BBC. He stretched me out good before dumping his usual huge load deep in my ass. Everyone else flaked out. In the evening was a sex party at a local hotel. While I would have loved to go to the party with the two loads still in my ass, I wasn't sure I'd still be clean. I expelled the loads in my hand and jacked off a bit, edging myself. I hadn't cum all week so I could fuck at the party. After playing with myself for an hour with the two big loads for lube, I cleaned up again and headed to the party. Lots of hot guys of all ages and types. Lots of fucking and no condoms used anywhere, although it wasn't explicitly a BB party. I was fucked by 6 guys, 3 of which blasted their loads up my butt. I fucked a few guys and eventually shot my 5 day load up a cute otter type. I think I may have to jack off again with the loads in my ass.

And my answer to that is: be so good, so warm, so wet, and so talented with milking my dick that I don't want to move on the the next.

I went down South to find a black dude who told me he organizes monthly conversion parties. I agreed up front to reimburse him for his troubles. He instructed me to meet him at his business warehouse the following day at 7:30. He also mentioned I would not be the only neg bottom there. When I showed up at the warehouse in a God forsaken neighborhood I wasn't sure if I was going to proceed, and was in the act of turning around to make my departure when I saw a young black stud coming toward me. "Where you goin'?" he asked. "Home." "Why?" he asked, and as he stepped closer to continued saying "You should go right in. Not only will the guys like you, you'll have a good time and you won't regret it, 'specially 'cause we never get enough white guys to go around!" As he spoke, he slid his hand up the ass panel of my rather loose shorts and slid his finger up inside my hole, adding, "By the way, my name is Terick." Well, Terick's powers of persuasion were enough to convince me to turn around and enter the warehouse. When Terick and I got to the door we were immediately buzzed in. The interior of the warehouse was generally dark, smelly and dirty. A group of lockers (with no locks) were grouped against the wall. "Go ahead, strip down," Terick instructed, waiting for me to comply, and as I did, he through my clothing into locker no. 31. Then he also stripped down. His big cock was already rising. "You poz?" I asked, and he nodded 'yes', but when I bent over to taste his pole, he withdrew slightly, and gestured for me to follow him. Passing through another doorway, we entered a more brightly illuminated area where I saw about thirty naked men, most of whom were black, and several of whom cat-called 'White Meat'. I was overwhelmed, but I stumbled into the room and ended-up in a line that read "Neg Bottoms Only." There were about ten bottoms, two of us, white. An older black dude who was standing at the front of the line went down the line of bottoms, a Sharpie in his right hand whereas his left hand was clearly (and liberally) coated with Vaseline. He stuck his fingers in the first guy's ass, then wrote a T on the guy's ass cheek, going down the line doing this to everyone, but the ass of some bottoms he wrote an S and on others a T. He got to the white guy in front of me, buried his fingers into the guy's ass and smiled, writing an S on the guy's ass. Then he got to me, finger-fucked me and wrote a T on my ass. I asked "What's that for?" "Tight or sloppy. So you get the right-sized butt plug after you take some dirty seed," he explained with a laugh, adding, however, "To be honest, most white guys are an S by the time they leave." I was scared and ready to bolt, but in looking at the guys in the Poz Top line, I saw so many enticing cocks, my libido won-out. We went a little further in to a cement-walled shower in which there was a stainless steel douche mounted in the wall. The several guys bolted rather than go through with it, but five guys, including me, douched themselves. Truth be known, I had douched before I left the house, so had no qualms douching again. When I in front of the line, I told the thug I had douched earlier, but he must have taken some pleasure in administering douches because he literally pushed me on to the nozzle and blasted the water, which was fucking cold as hell. Now, the shock of icy cold water pouring into my ass got me thinking 'I'm out of here', but before I could act, I saw the next step in the process, and was intrigued. A big ugly black dude with big fucking lips, (I love to kiss black dudes with big lips) was seated on folding chair with a small tooth brush. The black guy was apparently tasked with roughing-up the asses of the bottoms, because he was using a tooth brush to abrade the bottoms' holes. We lost two more guys, including the only other white guy. I was last in line so when I bent over and the guy pushed the tooth brush up inside my ass, it was caked with the scum from the other guys' asses. Steeling myself, I bent over and felt him brush me but he kept going and wouldn't pull it out for a long time, saying "You're the only white meat left. You will be convert today in one session - for sure." Now I admit I was a bug chaser and I wanted to convert, but now was having second thoughts about subjecting myself to the tops at this gathering. The black dude Terick came over to me after my hole was brushed and led me up to a plywood partition with a sling. He told me to lay back into the sling and he handcuffed my arms to the chains, asking if I wanted the hood? "Fuck no! I want to see who is pozzing me." Terick laughed saying "You're going to wish you had the hood when your done, Daddy. My buddies are going to gut your white hole tonight. These brothers love white meat!" I was both scared and excited. Terick came back and asked me "Do you need anything before I open your booth to the Poz Tops?" "No, where are all Poz cocks?" Laughing, he replied "Yeah, that's what you paid for!" Terick opened the door and the black dudes swarmed into the little cube. They were all hung. One guy stuffed his dick down my throat and I started sucking. I was distracted but then felt a big cock push up inside me. I pulled the dick out of my mouth and asked "You fucking me raw?" "Fuck yeah. No rubbers at a conversion party." "No, I'm done. I want out." I wanted so bad to take poz loads and yet I was chickening-out. "I want out!" The mean ass black dude came over to me and asked "What the fuck are you was doing?" "Quitting," I answered. He grabbed my hair and shook his fist in my face and menacingly snarled "You are the only white meat I got. You ain't going anywhere. You wanted to be converted, and that's what you'll get." Thinking quickly I said "I have to go take a dump." He replied "Well, take it it right here 'cause you not getting unlocked 'till all these guys who want some neg white ass get some." The big dude started pumping my hole again as another guy shoved his cock down my throat. Tears flowed, and the mucus in my throat slopped-out as I was raped. After a few minutes of hard mouth-fucking, the cock in throat blew. "Here comes some dirty HIV seed you wanted. Now, don't waste a drop, mother fucker!" I didn't. I sucked it all down. The big black thug in my ass was starting to burn up inside my raw white asshole. I knew he was leaking precum. "You poz?" I asked. "Fuck yeah, Daddy, and you won't need anymore loads than this to convert." "Please man, I changed my mind. Don't cum inside me!" "Fuck you, Daddy. I paid money to fuck a negative ass and you're getting charged-up real good." Just then he flooded my insides with dirty jizz. He pulled his cock out slowly and another dude went up in me. Not a single drop of the dirty jizz inside my white hole was wasted. The thug came over and wrung the rest of the cum out of his big black cock. "Lick it off. Taste this dirty man seed, mother fucker." It was over. I was sure I couldn't back at this point. My ass was full of millions of poz pollywogs working till there death to convert my hole to poz status. I licked the cum dripping from his cock as he forced me to tongue wash his black dick. Succumbing to the situation, I felt in my heart I had been pozzed. Reasoning it was too late to try to stop the process, I relaxed and gave myself to the other nineteen loads of poz jizz which exploded inside my ass. Afterwards the dude who organized the party approached me just before I left the warehouse, and commented "You sure got what you paid for. I'll see you back here in a month or so to get a special toxic tattoo above your asshole. It's my trademark for pozzing you." Yes! This was a real event, not a story.

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A thick glob of cum dripped from my ass as my best friend’s dad pulled his cock from my gaping hole. I stared up at older man with lust in my eyes, “Please fuck me again,” I begged. My hole twitched, aching to have his thick cock back inside. “Not right now kid, don’t worry you’ll get plenty more loads.” When I had climbed the tree from my yard to my best friend’s yard this afternoon I could never have guessed that my day would end naked and on my back with his father’s load dripping from me. I had just gotten back into town from university for Spring Break around lunch and after about an hour of sitting in my parent’s house alone I had decided to see if my best friend from high school Tom was home. Tom and I had been friends sense before cell phones were popular and even after we both had phones we never bothered to call each other; instead we continued to climb over the fence that separated out back yards and then climb up to each other’s bedroom windows. Today however when I dropped down into Tom’s back yard I was met with quite a surprise. There in the middle of the back yard by their pool was Tom’s dad completely naked laying on a lawn chair. For a long moment I just stood there not sure of what to do. Then Mr. Pegliasco stood up, and before I could climb back over the fence he said, “like what you see Max?” I froze. I hadn’t really seen much, just a broad powerful chest, thick dark hair, and strong muscular arms and legs. Slowly I turned around. There he stood, the father of my best friend, completely naked his broad hair covered chest, narrow waist, powerful legs and his shockingly thick cock and massive balls exposed to the world. I couldn’t help but stair at his thick soft cock. It hung well past his big round balls, bursting out of a thicket of course black hair. I nodded in answer to his question. “A lot of boys do.” I swallowed hard, my mouth had started watering looking at his cock. I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to feel his cock head pushing down my throat. I wanted to taste his sweaty balls. I wanted to feel his pubes against my nose as I deepthroated his cock. My own cock began to harden in my shorts. “And I can see that you do,” said Mr. Pegliasco nodding towards my quickly tenting shorts. What the hell was going on here, Tom’s parents were still together, Mr. Pegliasco was straight and yet he was telling me that boys liked his cock. “You want this cock in your mouth don’t you?” I swallowed hard and then nodded again. “Then come get it.” Not knowing why, or understanding what was happening I practically ran to Mr. Pegliasco and fell to my knees in front of him. “If I had known you were this eager for cock I would have gotten you on your knees years ago. Now start sucking.” Eagerly I kissed up and down the length of his shaft, then taking his steadily stiffening cock in my hands I swallowed the head and a few inches of the shaft. Over the next few minutes I bobbed my head back and forth taking more and more of his ever hardening cock in my mouth each time till at last I swallowed deep and felt the head pass my tonsils and slide down my throat. Mr. Pegliasco moaned as I swallowed his cock and put one of his hands on the back of my head lightly holding me in place. “God, I love my wife but there are a few things in this world that she cannot replicate. The velvety feeling of an eager 19-year-old boy’s mouth or the warmth of his tight hole.” His other hand ran down my back now till he brushed against my ass. I squirmed a little, my cock pressing against my shorts. “Take off your clothes boy, I wanna see that football star body of yours.” In high school I had been the starting quarter back for our school’s undefeated team. I pulled off of his cock and practically tore my tank top off and then, standing up, shucked my shorts and briefs and stood before Mr. Pegliasco now as naked as he was my cock sticking straight out. For a long moment he took in my pale muscular body, my practically hairless torso, my thick seven-inch cock, my hairy legs. “Turn around, let me see that ass.” I did as I was told and turned around, and then for some reason, bent forward and reached back to spread my furry cheeks. Mr. Pegliasco moaned again running his finger through the thick mat of blonde hair that grew in my crack till his finger brushed against my tight hole. “I’m gonna enjoy fucking that.” He took me by the shoulder, spun me around and pushed me to the ground and pressed his fat cock back into my mouth.

“I tell you I think my friend from high school is hot and I come home and you’ve got your cock in his mouth?” Tom sounded angry but he was smiling and the front of his shorts was tenting a little. Tom was taller then me and thin, he ha been a swimmer in high school. He had jet-black hair, which he kept short, a continuation from his swimming days. When we had been in high school I remember him talking about shaving his whole body for meets but that didn’t seem to be true any more, thick dark bushes of hair grew could be seen sprouting form his pits, and tight curls escaped around his tank top all over his chest. “My cock’s been a lot more places then just his mouth,” Mr. Pegliasco said. I just continued to kneel at his feet, my face inches from his still hard cock and his load leaking slightly out of my used ass hole. “You fucked him?” “I bred the sweet little fucker,” replied Mr. Pegliasco. Tom’s cock throbbed visibly as he walked towards us. “Fuck! Really? Damn it! Max how come you never told me you were up for taking cock in that hot muscular ass of yours?” I tried to respond but just sorta stammered. Tom pulled off his tank top and revealed a perfect swimmers body slowly becoming hairy. If there was a word for what a guy is before he’s an otter, like cub for bear, that’s what Tom was. My hole twitched. “I expect that my dad wore you out though and you don’t really want any more today,” he grabbed his hard-on through his shorts and I could tell it was massive, “too bad too cause I’m fucking horny as shit.” He unbuttoned his shorts and pushed them down and stood there in his bulging briefs. “And I would love to breed your hot fucking cunt.” Now the briefs were pulled down and I gasped. I had guessed that Tom had a big cock but I was not prepared for the beer can, no the can of Guinness that sprung out of his white briefs. “Go over there and suck my boy’s cock,” said Mr. Pegliasco. I didn’t need any more encouragement then that. I practically ran over to Tom and started trying to stretch my mouth around his fat tool. “God why weren’t we doing this in high school,” Tom moaned. When I had almost half of Tom’s cock in my mouth he pulled out suddenly and said, “I can’t take it any more I need to be inside your hole, I need to breed your ass.” I jumped off of my knees and spun around bending over the lawn chair and presenting Tom with my cum filled hole. I soon felt the pressure of his obscenely thick cock head pressing against my hole but with the aid of his father’s load and a little time my hole quickly opened up and swallowed his fat cock. I had never been so full before and I loved it. I loved that my best friend was now raw dicking my ass, I loved that the only lube he was using was his father’s cum, and I loved that Mr. Pegliasco was now standing a little bit away stroking his cock watching his son fuck me. Tom slid his cock almost completely out of me and then slammed back inside again in one rough movement over and over again, his balls slapping against mine, his pubes brushing against my ass. After a few minutes of this Tom began to really hammer hard, bucking back and forth like a jackhammer I was reduced to a whimpering mess in the face of his brutal fucking. I was just a hole for him to use and I loved it. “God I love your hole, so warm and wet. I’m gonna breed you every day this summer.” “Yeah, fuck my ass Tom! Fill me with your spunk.” “You want my load?” “Yes!” “You want me to cum in your ass Max?” “Yes, breed me!” “Here it comes,” Tom slammed the full length of his cock into my now sloppy hole and held it deep inside of me while his cock throbbed and twitched and shot after shot of cum rocketed into my already filled guts. Tom stayed inside of me for a long while panting before he slowly removed his still semi-hard cock from my ass with a wet pop. Without thinking about it I spun around and started licking the cum and ass juice from Tom’s cock and with in seconds his cock had started to harden again. “You think you can handle this again?” “Let’s go inside boys and then you can wear out this boy’s cunt Tom,” said Mr. Pegliasco. I spent the rest of that day switching between their cocks taking loads and servicing them, by the time I went home I was covered in cum and stunk of sweat and sex. I loved it. I went back to their house every day that summer and the next year I transferred to Tom’s school. For a few month’s Tom and I were exclusive him breeding me every night in our dorm room. Then one day Tom decided it would be cool to see someone breed my hole again like his father had so we made profile on A4A which is where we met our friend Anthony.

“Get my cock nice and wet kid so I can side it up your hot tight hole.” He shifted positions so that he was now kneeling and I had to stick my ass up into the air to keep swallowing his cock. Mr. Pegliasco lubed up a finger with some spit and started to run it up and down my crack again. I arched my back making my hole open a little as his finger passed over it and felt for a moment it catch on my ring. Mr. Pegliasco shifted again spat a big glob of spit onto my hole, which he quickly used as lube to start working his thick finger inside my hole. Now I was by no means a virgin and so when I felt his finger start to enter my hole I pushed back opening up for him so that Mr. Pegliasco quickly added another finger and then another. I moaned around his cock trying to fuck myself on his fingers. “Shit Max you just cant wait to get fucked… well maybe I shouldn’t keep you waiting any longer.” I don’t know how he did it but in one swift movement he took his fingers from my ass, his cock from my mouth and spun me around so that his spit covered cock head was pressing against my loosened ass. I rocked myself back teasing my own hole with his thick cock head. Mr. Pegliasco chuckled and pressed his cock forward. The three fingers he had had in my hole had been no where near the same thickness of his cock and it took a long moment for my ass ring to give way and his cock head to pop inside my hungry hole. After that though his cock slid easily into my ass, both of us groaning as his balls came to rest against mine. Mr. Pegliasco knew what I needed and he wasted no time in giving it to me; after only a few moments to get use to the impressive girth of his cock he began to pump roughly at my hole, pulling almost completely out before slamming back in again. Normally a pounding like that would have had me screaming but Mr. Pegliasco knew that that would attract the attention of the whole neighborhood and clapped his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet. He grunted with each powerful thrust, muttering about what a sweet hole I had and how much he loved my hot wet cunt. His breathing was quickly becoming ragged and his fucking more frantic but just when I thought he was going to cum he backed off for a moment and then went right back to pounding my hole. The boys I had had at school didn’t hold a candle to what Mr. Pegliasco was doing to my hole. I could hardly breath for his fucking. I wanted it to never end, my hole was on fire with pleasure. It was if the rest of my body had disappeared and all that was left, all that mattered was my hole wrapped tight around Mr. Pegliasco’s dick. Again his breathing got ragged and then after a moment Mr. Pegliasco resumed pounding me. I just continued to whimper into his hand until he said, “You ready for my big load kid?” The phrase sounded a little odd but with his massive cock pounding in and out of my now slack hole what could I answer but yes. “Good cause here it comes.” He grabbed my shoulder with one hand, the other stayed over my mouth and bottomed out in my hole his balls slapping against mine. I could feel his cock swelling and pumping his seed into my guts. He came for what seemed to be five minutes and when at long last his cock has stopped twitching inside my hole he pulled out of my now cum filled hole. “Now that is a spunk filled boy-cunt,” he said running his finger along my gaping hole. “That was a huge fucking load you shot, I can feel it sloshing around inside me.” “I didn’t just shoot one load boy. I shot in you three times the last one was just much bigger.” It clicked now, the two times I had though he was going to finished he really had been cumming, lubing up my hole with cum so he could keep fucking me. Not knowing why I spun around and swallowed his cock to the root, tasting my own hole and his cum on his thick shaft. “Really Dad?” I pulled off of Mr. Pegliasco’s cock and looked where the voice had come from. Standing on the porch was my best friend Tom.

When I woke up the next morning I was still sore and my hole was still gaping slightly. I kept imagining the cum that ejected from my ass and I was craving more. I went on adam4adam and found a guy in my neighborhood. He’s older, late 50’s, latino with a guy and ugly face, but hung like a mule. His cock is Huge, veiny and uncut with a swollen head that glistens when its covered in my spit. I was quick in the emails. “Wanna fuck and load me?” I said “Hell yeah.” He said. “I can be over in ten minutes, I have your address from our last chat.” I left my apartment with nothing but my keys, phone and a bottle of poppers. He answered the door wearing just a tshirt to cover his gut. But that monster cock was swinging in between those older man skinny veiny legs and I wanted it now. I got on my knees taking my clothes off as my mouth found his cock. I sucked like a desperate faggot. I wanted to taste this man entirely to look up into his ugly mug and have him watch me suck him like a slut in heat. He guided me in front of the floor length mirror and I was mesmerized by what I saw: I was fully naked now. His hairy large fingers gripping the back of my head by my hair. My young gym toned body ass plump from running so much. My pale freckled skin and this ugly older man gagging me with his poz fuck stick. I felt cheap and nasty, like a used up poz cumslut. I thought to my self, damn when did this happen to me, when did I become this faggot hole? He forced his 9inches down my throat and I felt his guy hit my forhead when he rammed it in my straining throat. I would gag and he would feed me the poppers. I loved watching myself. I kept thinking of my parents, they would see me in disgust. Their little boy had become a fucked up little whore and he loves it. He pulled me off him and then told me to get on the bed. But I wanted him to watch me get fucked by him. I wanted to give this old guy a show of my hole and his cock. So I told him to lie down and I squatted my ass over him but not facing him. I wanted him to get a great view from behind of his hard raw poz old man cock sliding into my young boy hole. He was definitely more than twice my age, he was older than my parents for sure. I fucked myself onto his bare cock feeling my wet cunt slurp his cock. I felt my hole sucking on that cock. My ass lips protruding out and gripping is rod, sliding over ever vein and ripple of that diseased tool. I looked in the mirror again and saw myself at 25, riding a raw strangers cock that I knew was poz. My gym lean body looked more muscular that night in the dark lighting impaled on that cock. I watched as I slammed myself onto him hitting against his guy and loving it. I love getting fucked by nasty old poz men with crux belly and that wasted face look, this guy was perfect for then and I wanted more of him. Unfortunately he didn’t last long but I worked my ass up on his cock and milked out that load. Jerking my own cock until I came. I quickly got dressed and left. I realized his apartment was real close to ft tryon park and thought “fuck it, might as well cruise for more.” And I made my was to the area of the dog run in search of more disease…