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Part: 13 & Final The next day the wife came back home. My son and I had chatted, he said he had come back once because he forgot a book for school and saw me fucking a guy in his own bed. He had been quiet and didn’t know what to do. he had stood by the door watching, realizing he had a boner and jerked off watching me breed that kid. He has been really turned on when I stuffed his underwear in that guy’s mouth. He said he later jerked off many times just thinking about it. Soon he had turned on the geo location on my phone and was following me, he had noticed me show up at guy’s places and get fucked or fuck. He knew he was gay and wanted to try it out. He commended me for trying to hide the app on the phone but he soon found it. And the rest is history. He had gone around town taking load after load until he upgraded his membership. This was the start of a great new relationship with my son. We started spending a lot more time together. Even the wife pointed out how she loved us spending quality time together, if only she knew. From then forward we took full advantage of the app. We upgraded our status and started tag teaming guys. Sometimes we would show up together and get on all 4s side by side taking load after load like good little cum dumps. Other times we would tag team a lucky bottom. My son had a nice 9-inch white dick, bigger than mine, but definitely knew how to use it. We fucked each other whenever we could, my favorite was eating my son’s ass out after a good breeding. He soon came down with the fuck flu too. I took care of him until he got better and when he was better we went out to town breeding pussy bottom boys spreading his new viral seed. We became a great father/son fuck duo and had more ass and dick than we could ask for. Things turned out well and the wife never suspected a thing. The end.

Part: 12 The wife was out of town visiting her sick mom again so it was just me and my son. He said he had some study group for school and would be out late. I was not as strict as his mom so it was cool with me. Plus, I was way too excited about the welcome party that night. About 6 my son left for his study session. The party wasn’t till 8 so I hung around, had a few beers while I waited to head out. I arrived at the address at 7:50. It was the same building where I was welcomed. I waved to a few of the homeless guys outside. They had cum to know me by now. I was always down to take a load from them and they loved it. I knocked on the main door again, waiting for the side door to open. This time though the main door did open. “welcome, we have a few more guests we are waiting for. If you will please place your clothes and valuable in the locker in the room and then step into the basement. We will begin shortly.” I quickly undressed and went downstairs. I recognized many of the faces. Many of them had either dumped a load in my ass or taken one from me. I had really become part of the community. The lights dimmed and a blindfolded guy on a leash got led in. He was placed in the middle of the room. I could not get a good glimpse but from what I saw it looked like a nice piece of meat. Just as before, he was announced and then we were left to do what we wanted. I wanted to fuck a nice sloppy hole so I waited back, letting other tops take their turn. All I could hear was muffled moans, smacks, gagging, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh as the tops pounded the bottoms pussy. “yeah, charge his ass. Gift him, give him our demon seed,” I heard from other tops as the unloaded. After a few tops I figured it was my turn. I made my way to the front right when the last top was pulling out and that’s when I saw him…..I could not believe it. I was looking down straight at my son, he had a big black cock in his throat with tears and mucus streaming down his face. He spotted me out of the corner of his eye, they got big, he looked scared, he tried to get up, but again, just like me, that black guy smacked him and help him in place. Fuck, so this was the study session. I never thought my own son was such a cum dump. The thought of being part of the group that converted my own son got me rock hard. I got right behind him, lined up my cock with his pussy and slowly pushed in, feeling and enjoying every inch going into his pussy. I leaned over and whispered in his ear: “I’m gonna enjoy dumping the seed that made you into your ass, don’t worry son, I’m not mad. Actually pretty proud of you.” And I started to slowly fuck him, picking up speed. Pushing him further onto the black guy’s cock with every push. He was gagging but enjoying every second of it. his cock was rock hard. I fucking loved it. Having my own cock pounding into my son. Feeling the loads from all the other guys lubing my cock for me to breed him. He was bucking back. Grinding his pussy on my dick. I could not hold off much longer. “ready for this nut son?” “breed my pussy daddy, shot inside my pussy just like you shot inside mom when you conceived me.” And with that I busted. I arched back, impaled my dick in my son’s ass. Grunting with every rope of poz seed I was depositing in him. Fuck, that was a big load. My son looked back at me and just smiled. I pulled out and smacked his ass. “See you when you get home son” and left home. I wanted him to enjoy his experience without me there. Later that night I heard the front door open. I was already in bed. My son came into the bedroom…didn’t say a word. He crawled into bed under the sheets and started to suck my cock. I quickly got hard. I looked down at him and smiled. He had a shit eating grin as well. got up and hopped on my dick, I flipped him over to get better access and pumped a load into him. His ass was so open and wet form all the loads. I was so proud of my son. We fell asleep, with him in my arms and my cock in his ass.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty Six I felt a cock head push against my hole. The men around cheered as it pushed my hole open and popped inside. I felt the head move in deeper, as my hole slide down the shaft of the hard cock. The shaft plunged into my hole until the I could feel the man pressed up against my ass. He slowly pulled out until the head of his cock was pulling at the inside of my hole. He paused then slowly pushed back in. He continued to slowly move his cock in and out of my hole. “Stop fucking teasing him and your cock, fuck him. We want his hole” someone said impatiently. The man laughed and then drove his cock into my hole hard. He grabbed my hips and then started to fuck my hole. He was fucking me hard and fast. His balls were hitting my ass as he pounded his cock in me. His cock was getting harder as he pumped my hole. He drove all the way in and then pressed against me. I could feel his cock twitch inside. I was getting my first load of poz cum, the first of thirty loads. I moaned but it was muffled by my Dad’s jock in my mouth. I sucked on it, tasting his sweat and piss as the cock in me pulled out. It was quickly replaced by another one. This one slammed into my hole with a brute force. I grunted as he got all the way in. This man was in a hurry, he grabbed my hips and started to quickly fuck my ass. I could hear him groaning and already breathing heavily, he wasn't going to last long, which was a disappointment, but I still had twenty eight more cocks to go. He pounded my hole with short strokes until he slammed in and shot his load. “Quick trigger tonight Jason” “Been holding that in for a couple of weeks” He pulled out of me, but I wasn't empty long. A new cock slid into my hole filling me up. This one was thicker then the first two. It hit the back of my hole quickly. I could feel the muscles of my hole stretching open. There was no pain just pleasure. He pulled out and plunged back in, driving deep, until his balls pressed against my ass. “His cock is going to stretch him so open we won't feel his lips” someone said jokingly. Everyone laughed. One of the camera men moved in front of my face. His jock’s pouch, which was stretched beyond capacity was just inches from my face. I could smell his musk. I fought the urge to spit my Dad’s jock out and run my tongue all over it. He moved in closer as he held the camera over head. His pouch was now lightly rubbing against my nose. The temptation was killing me. His musk was stronger, it was more intoxicating than poppers. The cock in my hole was pounding me at a steady rhythm. I could feel it rubbing against my hole, balls hitting my ass. The pouch in front of me moved more until it was pressing against my face hard. I slowly inhaled the musk. Between the cock in my hole and the musk in my lungs my own cock was fighting against its cage. The pain was nothing compared to the pleasure of the cock in my hole. The camera man began to move his hips, causing his jock as well as his cock and balls hidden behind them to rub against my face. “Tease the boy” my Dad said to the camera man, “take it out and rub it against his face, leave some cock slime” The camera man pulled his pouch away from my face as the cock in me pushed all the way in and stayed there. I think the top was watching the camera man, who had grabbed his jock and pulled it aside. His cock flopped out, bringing his balls with it. His cock hit me right between the eyes. The cock inside me began to pump me again, driving in and out. I could feel the pre-cum leaking on my face from the camera man’s hard cock. “Look at that cum leaking out already from his hole” someone said from behind me. “Dude below has the best view” The man fucking me was pumping his cock harder and harder. It wasn't long until he pushed all the way in and added his load to the ones already there. He groaned as his cock twitched. The camera man leaned in, pressing his balls against my lips and Dad’s jock. I sniffed deep, bringing his musk deep into my lungs. The man in me pumped a couple of times, mixing the loads in my ass and pulled out. I wasn't empty long as another cock slid into my hole balls deep. I could feel his crotch hair pressing against my ass, tickling me. I moved my head to my right causing the cameraman’s cock to run across my face leaving a cock slime trail. I could just see another camera man standing close by. His jock was gone and someone was down sucking his cock. I could not see his cock, only the head moving back and forth along the shaft. The man fucking me was moaning loudly. He was steadily pumping his cock in and out of my hole. It felt as if it was an uncut cock and I wondered if it was Garrett, but didn't know. I could feel the skin move as he pumped in and out. My cock was pushing hard against its confinement, as my mind thought about all the poz loads in me, as well as the ones that were about to be. I wondered if there was more than just the three full blown AIDS loads that will be in my hole. The man in me started to pump his cock in and out harder. He didn't last long and drove his cock deep into my hole, adding his load. He pulled out leaving my hole open and empty. “You ready for Daddy’s big hard cock, son” I muffed out a yes! “Show me boy, open that boy pussy for Daddy” I made my hole open and close the best I could, without trying to lose any of the poz cum that was already in me. “That's it son, tease Daddy” He started to rub his cock up and down my crack, he picked up some cum that had been pushed out of my hole and coated his head. He aimed his cock at my hole and pushed in. I could feel his fur against my ass and his big hands grabbing my hips. “Daddy’s all the way in son” I moaned through his jock, which was now soaked with my spit. I tried to push back against him but couldn't move. Dads cock twitched in me as he made it bounce. I sucked in his jock more. As he began to move his cock in and out, Garrett come up to my head and squatted in front of me. Once we were eye to eye, he pulled out the jock, tossing it aside. “How's that hole pussy boy” he asked “Feeling good with Daddy’s big cock in me” “Sore any” “Just a little but it adds to the pleasure.” “Poppers?” “Not yet” I looked down at his cock, it was hard and leaking. He made it jump over and over. “It will be in you soon” I hadn't noticed he had a jock in his hand. He moved it up to my mouth. I opened wide, giving him access to shove it in. “It's the camera man that is under your ass capturing the action. He shot a load in it.” I moved it around in my mouth until I found the fresh load. It was salty with a bitter after taste. I sucked it until I could no longer taste his load. Dad was steadily fucking my hole. As the men cheered him on. I was moaning through the jock as I enjoyed Dad’s big cock. “Drew you fucking pervert!” someone said. “Twisted mother fucker, popping his cherry and infecting him” someone else said. “Wouldn't have it any other way,” Dad said as he fucked my hole. The pain in my cock was too great. I spit the jock out of my mouth, even though I didn't want to. “I can't take the pain” I cried out. “You have had Daddy’s meat before, it doesn't hurt” Dad said. “No the cage on my cock.” “Drew your one mean fucker to cage him up during his gang bang” Doc said somewhere behind me. “Free his boy cock” “Okay, someone get the key and release his cock, it's on the shelf back there with the poppers” Dad kept fucking me, until I heard a slap. It wasn't my ass that was slapped it was Dad’s. “Push in and hold the fuck still” I felt someone messing with the cage and it was soon opened and removed. My cock expanded and was fully hard in a matter of seconds. Another slap on Dad’s ass got him pumping his cock in and out of my hole again. With each pump of his cock, my cock leaked out more and more pre-cum. I was moaning and groaning like a bitch in heat from Dad fucking my hole. I squeezed my hole around Dad’s cock as it slid in and out. I wanted his cum the first time he fucked me and I wanted it now. His grip on my hips tightened, his pounding became harder and harder. “Daddy is going to cum, son, cum deep in your hole” “Give it to me, Daddy, please” I begged. “Are you sure, son? You want my poison?” “You gave it to me a few times before, give it to me now” Dad slammed his cock deep into my hole, it twitched and pulsed as his load shot into me. He groaned loudly. Slowly he started to move in and out as his cumming subsided. He was churning the loads in my hole, mixing the sperm and the strains. He pulled out of my hole and someone quickly replaced him. He moved around to my head. “Clean Daddy’s cock son, taste the loads from your hole” I opened my mouth wide inviting his used cock in deep. A cameraman moved closer to get a good view of me cleaning Dad’s cock. The cock in my hole continued to slide in and out, fucking me hard and good. “Mmmm you are making Daddy’s cock hard again”

Always great to reach home to a welcum like this

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!)

Just moved into my senior year apartment which is located behind the major supermarket and bars in our college town. I've been here about a week putting all the final touches on this place, it's so cute. Today I was itching really bad for some cock, so I hopped on grindr and found some. 24, 6', toned black guy who I had spoken with and blew once before came over. straight to bed, I sucked his 8x6 dick until i was in tears. he flipped me over and tasted the inside of my hole for a good twenty minutes- it was the best rimjob i've had in awhile. I naired today cuz I was planning on this later. anyways, no talk of condoms and i gave him the lube and i hit some poppers and in about a minute he was in. he was pretty big but he was sweet and gentle and would ask every so often if he was hurting me. just moans of piggy pleasure, babe. every so often i love to pull the top's dick out and feel the lube and ass juices and pre cum then jack myself off with it. in 20 minutes he deposited a load in me. i waited cuz he wanted to give me another one, but i came halfway into the second round so he had to stop. one yummy load seeping out of my hole at this point and i kissed him and sent him off right when he left i was feeling a bit empty, so i hopped back on grindr and found another guy within ten minutes (god i love being in a southern college town full of horny closeted boys) and he was on his way. cleaned off the cum that was leaking out and washed mine off and prepared for this guy. hes 23, 6'1, blonde, built, with man feet and hands but this sweet voice that made me melt instantly. again it was straight to the bedroom and clothes off. it took only 5 minutes of me deep throating his 7x5 (much easier to handle) for him to ask for the lube. i got in missionary position which is my favorite way to fuck. he slicked his bone up with lube, didnt even mention a condom, and i took some poppers and we were off. he started moaning right away about how tight and good i felt, which i love. i nibbled on his neck and face and lips while he was breeding me, squeezing his smooth lube-slicked balls as his shaft went in and out of my cunt. i was sore by now but the thought of this guys questionable load had me hard as a rock and ready to blow again. i felt him stop and his breathing got really heavy as his dick throbbed in my pussy. i shot my load when i felt it. we kissed and cuddled and now im sore, sitting on my couch contemplating a third load. i can't wait for tomorrow.

My husband and I are "monogamous," at least he is. When I'm traveling, I take as much dick as I can, preferably raw. Love setting up glory holes in my hotel rooms, spending the night in bath houses or saunas, and even picking up a college boy or two at a bar if I'm in that sort of town. Two weeks ago, I took a cruise with a friend from college who won a free trip and needed someone to go with him. We were able to pay a bit extra and get two rooms, both with balconies, but on opposite sides of the boat. Which was great for some private fun. While he was out chasing women (and nailing a few, according to our chats in the pool, the bars or at dinner), I made my way through as many of the gay boys on the ship as I could. My favorites: 1) A pair of guys in their late 20s on their first vacation together. Met at a LGBT happy hour in the ship bar, and then in their room. One was "strictly" a bottom, so I sucked him while his boyfriend pumped two loads into me. 2) Got a steward to come by my room to "help me fix the TV". He was dark skinned and so beautiful, with a long, uncut dick. He fucked me three of the nights I was there, and brought another steward with him the last night of the cruise to take turns on my hole. 3) Saw a young guy — said he was 18 — checking out my cock in the restroom. We met up at the second island stop, and I rented a hotel room. Suck a nice, smooth cock. His pubes smelled fresh, that sort of smell that comes from underwear washed by your mother. He actually shot off in my mouth while I was trying to get him good and hard, so I only got him to plant one load in me before we had to head back. Ran into him a couple of times after that, and he kept turning bright red. The rest were just middle age guys, most who I met at the daily LGBT events. One had a gut but a huge dick with a piercing that felt like it was tearing me up inside. Best thing is that no one asked about a fucking condom the entire time.

Was blindfolded in a sling last night waiting for another top (or 10) to come seed me. The place was fairly empty, so I didn't feel bad just hopping up and waiting. Heard some movement and then footsteps walking away - looky-loos not wanting to play. Then I hear another guy come up and reach for my cock. He said "What do you like?" I said "to get fucked", thinking he was looking for something unusual, like fisting or piss fucking or something. He then asked "Are you a bottom?" I didn't know how to answer as I was lying there in a sling, with my hole gaping open from the dozen cocks I'd already taken and I could feel a stream of cum leaking out of my hole from said cocks. So I simply answered "that's what lying in the sling blindfolded means...."

I wanna get fucked and pozzed tonight!!!

Its Saturday afternoon and I'm bored so I decide to go to the ymca for a workout. Haven't been there in while but decided I better use it before my membership expires. I walk in and it's pretty dead. Only one other older man working out in the weight room. I'm still a young guy , only 19 and still very slim and twinky. This older man must have been in his 50's , stocky and muscular. Obviously very strong. I started to work out and got on the bench to do some bench presses. Of course I only put 40 pounds on the bar ! but I didn't want to strain myself or get stuck with a bar on my chest ! As I'm pumping the older man comes over and say's " Hey , let me help , I'll be your spotter ! " I said " sure " As I'm laying there he stands over me and I can see up his shorts.. He's commando and he has a really big dick. At 19 I'm still a little confused (denial) about my sexuality but knew I was attracted to cock. I couldn't help but look at his big cock. I think he spotted me looking. Next thing I know as I'm pumping my 40 lbs I can feel my cock getting a hard on. I'm sure he must have noticed. I finished up my workout and thanked the man helping me . I decided to hit the showers. The older man was already in the shower. I kept thinking to myself , don't get a hard on ! Don't look at his cock !" At first I was fine , no hard on , I walk into the opposite side and turned on the shower.. My little twinky ass was facing him as I did my best to just take a shower and not look at around his big cock so I wouldn't get a hard on. But as I showered I couldn't help but get aroused knowing he man across the shower had a big yummy looking cock.. I got a hard on anyway , though I tried my best not to. I'm showering trying to get my cock down but I couldn't help it , I had hard on and it wasn't coming down.. I tried not to let him see it by not facing his way.. The man says from across the shower " you sure do have a cute ass" I couldn't believe what I just heard.. I turn my head around keeping my hard on out of view and there he was with a big hard on.. I couldn't help but look.. He grabs his big cock and strokes it while I'm looking.. My cock is frozen hard so I give in and I turn around and expose my hard on.. Man says " anytime I see a cute little twink with a hard on looking at my big cock it only means one thing " I said nothing .. The man walks toward me , his big cock , hard as hell , was coming at me swinging back and forth with each step.. I was froze in a trance staring at this big cock coming at me .. he commands to me my knees and I obeyed. I was to be dominated and I let it happen.. The man say's " you ever suck a poz cock ?" I said nothing .. I had often masturbated fantasizing about sucking and fucking big poz cock while reading stories on the breeding zone. My fantasies were coming true and I liked it. He guides his big poz cock toward my lips in a seductive manner guiding it across my lips , I didn't even hesitate as I wrapped my lips around his big poz cock and began to swirl my tongue over the head.. He say's " oh yeah , suck it good boy!" " I knew you were a little gay twink boy minute I saw you." as he now has my head and is slowly mouth fucking me.. It wasn't long before I got my first taste of his poz precum.. My cock is ridged hard .. it was then I knew I was a gay sub twink and there was no turning back. I just needed a dominate top man to make me come to the realization that I'm a bottom boy.. Suddenly another man walks into the shower while I'm sucking cock.. I was embarrassed but he held my head and made me suck it.. Apparently they knew each other. He was another older man with a big cock.. The man say's " Hi Kevin , I got a little twink boy to share ! " Kevin says " Hi Bob , I see!" Next thing I know Kevin has a big hard on and is also standing over me stroking his cock.. I reached up and grabbed his cock while still sucking off Bob's big cock.. I switch over to Kevin's big poz cock ! Kevin says " Oh yeah , your good little cocksucker , you like that big poz dick don't you boy !" I found myself sucking off two poz men.. My cock was extremely hard and started dripping precum .. Bob says to Kevin " lets take our boy back to the conversion room".. I knew what that meant .. I was nervous but I let it happen , I deserved to be pozzed for going with these guys.. My cock stayed ridged hard as I was led back to the conversion room.. It was a small room with a couch. Bob laid back on the couch and ordered me to suck his big poz cock.. As I sucked Bob , Kevin moved in behind me.. Soon I felt his big poz cock rubbing my ass crack.. Kevin kept rubbing his big poz cock back and forth across my ass crack . it felt really good , he made me want it ! Kevin slowly worked his big cock head in my ass.. Kevin say's " your a tight little twink !" It started to become hard to concentrate on sucking Bob's big cock while Kevin was head fucking me.. he kept slipping the head in and out.. his precum kept making it slicker.. soon kevin was able to drive it in balls deep.. Kevin says " yeah boy , take all that dick !" " Don't worry boy this won't take long , I'll cum in your tight hole in no time !" Kevin grabs my hips and keeps it deep for a minute then starts to pound my ass . Only took a few minutes of pumping me deep inside my ass before he unleashed his poz load .. I could feel his cock twitching as he pulsated his poz load one squirt at a time deep in my ass.. I had just took my first injection of poz cum.. Kevin pulls out and say's " your turn Bob , come get some of this tight ass !" Bob put me on my back on the edge of the couch and spread my legs , his big poz cock slipped right in as my ass that was dripping cum .. Bob's started pounding me .. Bob say's " oh yeah , you got a nice tight hole ! I'm fixin to drop a huge load in your ass !" Bob was fucking the shit out of me.. I just continually moaned as Bob pounded my prostate.. Soon Bob made me cum without even touching my cock.. I shot my load all over my stomach ! My cumming made Bob's big cock swell and Bob could no longer control his urge to cum deep in my ass.. As I cummed Bob lets out a loud grunt as he lets loose his first shot of poz cum deep in my ass.. We were cumming at the same time, I must have shot a dozen squirts of semen with each stroke deep in my ass .. Bob seemed to cum for over a minute ! He made sure I took it all his poz load.. The conversion was complete .. Within 4 weeks I had "the poz flu".. I was now a tribe member..

Part 2: 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 my stash.” My BBC guide had just urged Nathan to rape my ass with his raw, crack head dick. That was the theme of this freak down - what he called a Ring of Fire - all the nasty BBC in the park that needed to breed and bust some raw hole were welcome as they stood around me, smoking their drugs, as I got used like a whore. I could barely stand and after a fresh rock and a few lungs full of smoke, I dropped to the filthy floor of the alcove where someone else shoved a ready and willing dick into my wide-open ass. I just wanted to go to sleep, to enjoy the warm tingling of the crack, and not be bothered any more. That wasn’t happening. More dick was shoved in my tore up hole and more cum was injected inside me. I had to smile as I thought again about how I had been in DC less than a week and had already taken more stranger dick than many people get in a lifetime and how it felt so fucking freeing to just not give a fuck, let go, and fucking enjoy myself and let others enjoy me as they wanted. Long nails dug into my forearm as I was helped up. The bouncer set the pipe to my lips, “You need to stay fucked up,” he said as I automatically inhaled. I realized then the guy holding me up was Nathan. I started to turn and look to see who else was still there, but Nathan held me steady, the pipe filled my lungs and cleared my head while fucking my body up. Nathan then let go of my arm with a silent ‘please don’t fall down look’ on his face as he undid the few buttons still closed on his shirt, pulled it off, and gently leaned into me as he tied it around my waist. I looked down and realized someone had slid my t-shirt over my head, my shorts back on me - damn I didn’t remember that at all. I then looked at Nathan - bull Master fucker - and mouthed a silent ‘thank you’. I meant to say it, but my throat hurt, my windpipe constricted, and no sound came out. I winced and reached down and rubbed my thighs and knees - fuck they were cut up and jacked. I staggered and wobbled sideways, but Nathan was there and caught me. The BBC bouncer - my pimp and guide - was arguing with a couple guys off to the side as Nathan led me to the front of the alcove. It was a dark and cloudy day and now had started to rain - light but steady. I winced at the change in light. I leaned against Nathan as we followed the bouncer out of the park. I laughed thinking what a sight we must be. Me, all scraped up, my legs covered in anonymous cum, with this half-naked bull of a man holding me up as I staggered down the street after my BBC crack pimp. HA! We walked south then east into the Shaw neighborhood. Dupont was the gay mecca. East of 15th was Logan, which was iffy, but was slowly getting pockets of redevelopment and people moving into the area to redo the old houses. Shaw - well Shaw was a total no go. Bad shit went down in Shaw, so while part of my mind - a super tiny part - was screaming, ’NO DON’T FOLLOW - DON’T GO’ my cracked out high part and my super hungry asshole had to have more and I didn’t give a flying fuck. Now, one might think I would have realized earlier in the week I was a whore and slut - maybe getting fucked raw by the troll at the bar my first day in DC, or letting his friends use me, or the gang bang with the guys watching the game (which after the park was a pretty light weight fuck down), or letting the homeless guy fuck me in the alley, or even the Speed Breeding. Yet it was not until that moment as those two big men were escorting me into Shaw did I really say to myself, ‘Yeah, I’m a slut and a whore for dick - and cum!’ And that was OK - it was fucking FANTASTIC! A run down block of old, wood townhouses and vacant lots was our destination and my BBC pimp led us about ¾ of the way down the street where on the right, between two vacant lots, stood a pair of old, row houses. The one on the left was painted in a vibrant, eye burning, hue of blue. Even the boards that covered the windows and gaps under the partially fallen in porch were all the same color. The house on the right was painted white, with forest green trim. The small yard was enclosed behind a gray, wire metal fence, the lawn was cut, the house looked well maintained especially compared to others on the block. The bouncer walked up the brick steps, unlocked the outer, metal meshed door, unlocked the inner door, and stepped inside, closely followed by Nathan and I. The air inside was humid and stuffy, or maybe it was just all the crack coursing through me that made it feel that way. Speaking of, I needed the pipe, or my cocaine, something, and both BBC laughed when I started begging. Fuckers! I gasped as my BBC host gripped my throat, pulled me close, and blew his crack hit directly into my mouth. I latched on as tight as I could and he fed me again, then let me hit the pipe directly. I swooned, he laughed and asked, “So you think you ready to take care of my needs now?” I just nodded, and he shook his head as he gripped his dick. “THIS THAT ELEPHANT DICK - NO HORSE DICK HERE, LIKE I TOLD YOU, ONCE I DECIDE TO FUCK THAT PUSSY YOU WILL CRY, SCREAM, TRY TO RUN AND I WON’T GIVE A FUCKING SHIT CAUSE LIKE I SAID, THAT PUSSY ASS IS MINE NOW.” Before I could respond Nathan had reached around from my back, untied his shirt, yanked my shorts down, and with my pimp still gripping my throat, Nathan began forcing his dry dick back inside my ass. “Get him on the floor so I can fill that gut with my piss,” our host said. Once he had drained his tank, I was ordered back up, Nathan slithered out, then I was told to get my whore ass into the kitchen and make them a sandwich and some drinks. It took me a minute - one because I was high as fuck and two because I didn’t know where he kept shit - but as I was plating their food my pimp strolled in wearing nothing but a pair of badly stained, white underwear and holding the pipe with a big, fresh rock in the bowl. “I had to make sure you were obeying like a good servant and whore,” he said. “Get the fuck on your knees and slobber on this dick - through the fabric - don’t fucking touch it! The first time you will feel the skin is when it splits that whore pussy open!” Back in the living room the two BBC sat in easy chairs, chatting, eating, drinking, and every now and then, leaning forward to feed me some more crack. I was a naked, submissive, whore whose only purpose was to entertain and please them. While our host didn’t want me touching his dick, Nathan had no such compunction and was happy to have me slurp on his thick dick head and nurse out some precum. I even tilted his dick back and suckled on his Big Foot styled nut sac and edged down to that soft spot just underneath that was caked in man musk and rank. I could feel the anticipation build as I cleared the plates and glasses, as the two BBC got fidgety and their dicks grew and slobbered. I hit the crack pipe with such desperate need! Finally, our host stood up, pointed to the stairs through the archway to the hall and said, “Get your fucking whore ass up them steps. If you need to piss or something, do it now. Bathroom’s at the end of the hall. Then get on your knees on the floor beside the bed. You got 5 minutes - then shit gets real.” I scampered up those steps liked Sarah Palin himself was chasing me. The bathroom, like the rest of the place, was clean and well organized and tended. I sat on the toilet and prayed that I was still clean and ready to be fucked. I mean, I had not eaten in fuck - I couldn’t remember how long and even my piss was sparse, dark, and almost crusty. I quickly dabbed off. The floorboards creaked as I hustled into the bedroom and positioned myself on the floor at the end of the bed that was almost centered in the middle of the room and waited. My heart raced, I licked my lips, my hole spasmed. Heavy footsteps ascended the stairs. I didn’t dare to look and kept my face down and eyes glued on the wood boards. The bed creaked, shifted, a large, hot naked body settled on the corner of the bed. I could tell from the dirty fingernails on the hand that leaned down to grab my left wrist that it was Nathan. He guided me up, turned me around, and had me back up on his black horse dick. My hole tensed and tried to close, but Nathan drove through and as he rammed himself back into my ass he said, “Oh yeah, going to slather them bootie cakes.” Nathan took his time exploring every crack and crevice of my lower intestines and then he picked up his pace and added a few new ones of his own before he barebacked another load up my ass. “Jesus,” our host said from the doorway, “I thought you were planning to camp out in that ass, not rape the shitter. You good man? Ready to help me out?” Nathan just gave a loud HMMMM as he pushed his still hard dick deeper into my hole and grabbed both of my arms tight, pinning me solidly against his body. My BBC guide walked over, set a handful of supplies down on the night stand, prepped the pipe, and with Nathan’s dick still buried inside me held the pipe to my lips and made me hit the rock. The pipe had barely left my lips before I started trying to bounce up and down on Nathan’s black rod. “RIDE THAT DICK YOU FUCKING WHORE,” my BBC pimp said, “SHOW ME HOW HUNGRY THAT PUSSY IS, HOW OPEN THAT PUSSY IS, THAT YOU READY FOR SOME OF THIS THICK LOG SPLITTING YOU DEEP!” I opened my eyes to see him standing a few feet away, his hand inside his dirty, white briefs, sliding back and forth along his hardness that was angled now up and to the left and looked like it wrapped around his hip. Oh God I had to have that! I bounced up and down harder and he smiled, stopped stroking, relit the pipe, “COME ON NOW. SHOW ME WHAT A GOOD DOPED OUT WHORE YOU ARE. I THINK THAT’S SOME GOOD PUSSY YOU GOT THERE AND I’LL SOON SEE. FUCKING HORNED ME UP WATCHING ALL THOSE NICCAS GANG RAPE IT, BREED IT, FUCKING YOU MAKE YOU PREGNANT WITH THEIR DIRTY, HOMELESS, CRACKED OUT DICKS! READY FOR THAT PUSSY TO BLEED FOR ME? OPEN IT UP FOR MY BLACK SEED?” Another few hits of the pipe and Nathan stood us up, turned us around, and with his dick still in my ass fuck/crawled us up on the bed so I was lying flat with his big bull body on my back, holding me down. Once settled, he started pumping my ass again, forcing my hole open and fuck that felt so good. I then tried to look to my left as I felt a course rubbing on my skin. Nathan’s bull body blocked everything out, but my pimp’s voice - though muffled - was clear in meaning, “I’m tying you down. I told you fucking bitches and whores always try to run. They all think they can handle it, think their pussies can take this big ol-dick. But once I rip that ring open they tap out, crying and whining and screaming. You feeling that fire? That burning in your ass? Your fucking pussy just took a whole lotta niccas up in there so you better hope your shit ain’t too tight. Fuck I ain’t stopping once I get started. I already let your new landlord and employer know you won’t be around for a few days. Once I break a pussy’s walls down, I fuck until you are so sore, loose, and gaping you’re unable to walk and that the only thing in the world that matters are the pipes – the glass one and this fucking big black one.” I tried pulling my hands closer to my body, suddenly afraid, but the coarse rope just cut into my skin. My pimp was behind me now as ropes were secured around my ankles, my legs pressed together and tied down. His voice was more distant, but still clear as Nathan’s dick stiffened in my ass as our host said, “YOU WILL GET THAT PUSSY POUNDED FOR HOUR AFTER HOUR AND WHEN MY ROCK RUNS OUT, I WILL LEAVE YOU TIED UP, GO GET MORE, BRING SOME NICCAS BACK - LET THEM RAPE YOU BLOODY - THEN I WILL START ALL OVER. I TOLD YOU, I NEED A LIVE IN WHORE WHO KNOWS HOW TO TAKE CARE OF A MAN - A WHORE WHO I CAN SLAM THIS DICK IN. LIKE I ALSO TOLD YOU - AND YOU SHOULD HAVE FUCKING LISTENED BUT TOO LATE NOW YOU FUCKING WHORE, YOU WILL CRY, SCREAM, TRY TO RUN AND I WON’T GIVE A FUCKING SHIT. THAT PUSSY ASS IS MINE NOW.” The ropes shifted, cutting into my flesh. Nathan yanked his hard dick out and rolled off my back and I heard footsteps stomping down the stairs. The bed creaked, shifted, and a sweaty body covered mine. Two large hands reached down and as my BBC pimp blew his hot breath on my neck his hands separated my cheeks exposing my hole. I held my breath as a gigantic piece of man flesh was angled into my crack, set against my asshole, and then he forcefully pushed. “YOU’RE TOO big - stop no pull it out!” I screamed. My BBC guide’s laughter was the last thing I heard before I passed out. (*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!)

I had never been in with the 'cool' kids. At 5' 8", and always on the skinny side, I was to small for the football team and, if I had to be honest, I didn't find much that I had in common with the other kids at school. It didn't help that as I hit puberty the transformation of my body was less dramatic than I had expected, and for an 18 year old guy, I was left looking somewhat effeminate. I don't know if this was the reason, or it was a combination of reasons, but tonight when I arrived at a party of a school friend, things went downhill fast. The jock kids noticed my arrival and immediately the sniggers and comments began. "Hey Jordan! Why don't you bring those pretty lips over here and learn how to please a real man" yelled Craig, one of the stars of the basketball team. I turned bright red and tried to walk away, but Craig wouldn't let-up, and yelled "Hey, where do you think you're going? I've got a three day load with your name on it pussy boy. Mouth or ass, I don't care. After all you’re just a fucking faggot hole for me to dump a load in." All his friends laughed as I ran from the room. When I got outside I paused to catch my breath. As I felt the hot tears running down my cheeks, I wiped them away, and also decided to go home - I didn't want to be in the same room with those fucks again. I started the long walk back to my place as I had been given a lift by my sister and she wasn't due back for hours, so it made sense to walk back and clear my head. I was about a mile down the road before I realised just how quiet it was. I checked my watch and it was a little after midnight. As I walked along the road absorbed in my thoughts, I heard a car approaching, and, as it neared, I sensed it was slowing down, and sure enough, a pickup pulled up along side me and the driver called-out "Hey kid, what you doing walking by yourself on the road at this time of night?" As I squinted into the cab I saw an older guy, probably mid 40's with steel blue eyes and dark brown crew cut. He looked built, and I could see from the light in the cab that he had massive arms and a thick muscled chest. "I'm heading home from a party that didn't end as well as I had hoped" I replied. "Get in kid. I'll give you a lift. It ain't safe to be walking around at this hour." I looked at him hard for a second, judging whether I should get into a car with a stranger before accepting his offer. "Thanks, Mr…." I started. "Matt" he cut in. "Oh, hey, thanks Matt, I'm Jordan" I replied. "Get in kid, I don't wanna be out all night" I walked round the cab and jumped in. As we headed off down the road I gave him my address, to which he grunted an acknowledgement. I stared out the window, as he didn't seem particularly talkative. As I looked out I saw his reflection in the glass, I found myself admiring his features. He looked so muscled and strong, I found myself imagining him without his shirt on, and within seconds I was starting to get hard. I had been looking at his reflection so long that by the time I glanced out the window I realised I had no idea where we were, all the houses had been replaced by tree flashing past the window. "Where are we? Did you miss my turn off?" I asked. "We aren't going to your house boy" he replied, "we're going to my place. I saw the way you were looking at me, you and me are gonna have some fun." Fear flashed through me and I started to protest, "Look mister I don't know what you're talking about but I need to go home, just let me out here and I will find my own way back." Just as I spoke we turned off the main road and into a driveway, as the pickup drove down the long drive I saw an old house come into view. It looked like an old farm cottage and from best I could tell we were miles from anything. "Listen here, boy. You're coming inside with me. I saw the way you were looking and I know you want a piece of my cock." With that Matt jumped out the cab, walked around to my door and opened it, roughly grabbed my arm, and yanked me from the pickup and towards the house. I tried to break away from him but he had a tight grip on my arm and I was tiny in comparison to his muscled body. Holding me in front of himself, he pushed me down the walk and through the front door. Once inside, he pinned me up against the wall, and finally I could appreciate how much bigger than I was Matt. He stood about 6' 4", and he looked like he was made of 230 pounds of solid muscle. As I looked up at him with frightened eyes, he dropped his hand onto my shoulder and pushed me onto my knees. "Please, let me go! I don't know what you're doing but I just want to go home" I pleaded. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he barked at me. "Tonight you're gonna find out what a sissy faggot like you is made for. Open up my jeans and get my cock out, bitch." I hesitated not knowing what I should do, but apparently I hesitated too long because *SLAP* - my face stung as he hit me. "I won't tell you again, boy. Open up my jeans and get your mouth on my cock!" he ordered. Terrified of being hit again, or worse, I started to undo the buttons on his jeans. As I undid each button a pair of white briefs came into view. When I had them all undone I was faced with a wall of muscled thighs and between them an enormous engorged cock, barely contained beneath the thin white material. I watched in fascination as a small wet patch appeared at his cock head, turning the white material clear with precum. "Don't just sit there drooling boy, get that fucker out and in your mouth" he demanded. This being my first time on my knees, I gingerly peeled his briefs down, and taking his thick cock in my hand, I started to slowly suck on the head of his cock. I couldn't believe that I was actually kneeling between the legs of such a hot daddy, and with his enormous tool in my mouth. "What the fuck are you doing boy? Don't pussy about with it, suck that cock!" he roared as he grabbed the back of my head and forced me down on his eight-inch meaty cock. I gasped for air as he forced it deeper down my throat. I could feel the massive head slide down my neck and triggering my gag reflex. He heard me start to gag and barked "Harden the fuck up faggot! You're going to be doing this plenty more, so you better learn how to take it. If you puke on my cock I'll crush your pathetic little balls." I swallowed hard as I tried to stop from puking and with a lot of effort I was able to settle into a rhythm of him plowing my throat all the way down till my nose was buried in his pubes. He fucked my face for about five minutes, then suddenly he stopped and pulled out. I was so thankful. Finally I could breath properly. As I gasped on the ground it occurred to me what I must look like: my face wet with spit and precum smeared all over it, my lips red and raw from the vicious face fucking I had taken - just like a dirty cocksucker. "Time for your next lesson on how to please a real man, faggot" he barked at me, grabbing me by the waist and throwing me over his massive shoulders. He carried me into a room which, from the large wooden-framed bed in the centre of the room, I judged to be the master bedroom. He threw me down on the mattress and as I tried to comprehend what had just happened, I felt him snap a handcuff onto each of my wrists, attaching the other end to the head board. "So faggot, you like to get fucked?" he asked. "Please! No! I have never been fucked; I have never been with anyone before! Just let me go, we can forget about all this" I pleaded. "A virgin pussyboy. Well I'll be damned. This IS gonna be fun" he replied, ignoring my pleas. "How old are you boy?" he asked. "I was 18 two weeks ago, sir" I replied, hoping my age might sway him to release me. "Damn, boy. Eighteen? I'm gonna wreck you so bad no one is ever gonna believe you are 18 ever again" he laughed at me. I watched as he grabbed a knife from his side table and quickly cut off my tshirt and shorts, leaving me naked and bound on the bed. Then he stood back and admired his work, watching me squirm uncomfortably on the bed. Approaching me, he roughly grabbed both my legs and yanked them up, exposing my tight boy ass, a sharp gasp signifying his approval as he admired my virgin hole, only, to my utter surprise, to lean over to explore my hole with his tongue. I squirmed with pleasure as his stubble rubbed against my ass, and his probing tongue made me buck and writhe on the bed. I let out a loud gasp, which, when he heard, lead him to snicker "You like that don't ya faggot? I tell you there is nothing as sweet in this world as 18 year old virgin boy pussy." I could only grunt in response. He ate my hole for about ten minutes, slowly opening me up wider and wider. Then, as quickly as he had started eating me out, he dropped my legs back to the bed. I remember gazing up at his muscled frame, still reeling from the feelings he had brought to my ass. "Ok boy, time for the main event." It suddenly dawned on me what was coming next. "Please sir, can't I just suck you?" I tried one last time to reason with him. He laughed in response, "Hell no boy. I've got a four day load in these balls that's gonna be the first load of man juice to get pumped into that perfect little cunt."\ I looked up at him terrified; he was fisting his cock through the front of his jeans. I watched him reach over and grab the lube, slick up his cock and position it at my virgin hole. "WAIT! Please if you're going to fuck me, at least wear a condom!" I pleaded. "You ain't good enough for a condom, fag. You're just a hole for me to plant my babies in" he replied. And with that, I watched him line-up his massive cock with my tiny pink hole and push his engorged head against it. He pushed hard and my puffy cunt lips finally surrendered and I had his fat cock head inside my ass. Terrified by this man barebacking me I tried to struggle against the handcuffs but it was no use. He had my thighs held tight and he used them to slowly pull me backwards onto his cock. As I looked down the length of my body, my eyes wide open with shock, I could see inch after inch disappear into my hole, and, in under thirty seconds his entire eight inch cock had been eaten by my hungry hole. "Damn, you're tight fag, but that hole just ate my whole dick. You sure this is your first time?" he sneered down at me. He flexed his dick and I cried out. "ANSWER ME BOY WHEN I ASK YOU A QUESTION!" he shouted. "Yes sir, it is my first time" I whimpered. "Then I guess this cunt was just made for my fat cock to plow then, wasn't it?" I didn't reply and so received another slap across the face. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY, BOY?" he roared. "Yes sir. My cunt was made for your fat cock to plow" I sobbed. And on hearing my reply, he started to slide his massive cock in and out of my no-longer-virgin hole. Each punch of his cock deep in my guts made me moan with a mix of pleasure and pain. His bulbous cock head felt like it was raking my insides over and over, stretching my ass lips every time he pulled all the way out, only to pile drive his cock back in a few seconds later. He looked down at his cock disappearing into my hole and smirked, "Well, I guess that answers that question" he said as I watch him slide down to my ass and touch it. "You're all torn up faggot, bleeding all over my cock." I didn't know what he meant and instead of slowing down or stopping this revelation only seemed to make him fuck me harder. He leaned down close to me, his face inches from mine and his massive muscled body completely covering my own lithe figure. I watched as sweat dripped off his face and onto me as he rutted wildly in my now destroyed boy pussy. I watched his eyes change and his face went red as his cock slammed harder into my hole. I'm gonna breed you boy, I'm gonna fill you up with a big toxic daddy load. You're gonna have my babies in you, my toxic babies, and then no one is gonna want you faggot ass pussy ever again." I stared at him blankly trying to work out what he meant. Seconds later he froze and I felt his engorged cock head expand in my ruined cunt, and I could feel the jets of thick white hot cum travel up his long shaft and pump into my guts. "TAKE MY FUCKING POZ LOAD, YOU FILTHY FUCKING WHORE!" he yelled. Suddenly it made sense, the terror overwhelmed me as I realised that right at this moment his fat cock was blasting a massive load of poz cum deep into my destroyed ass. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" I screamed, but it was too late. Even as I went to try and kick him away, he was already pulling his massive cock from my gaping hole. The deed was done. "Not a bad fuck, boy" he said as he re-snapped the buttons on his jeans. "Why did you do it?" I choked out as the tears came. "Someone was gonna poz your stupid cunt sooner or later boy, and I always get what I want" he replied. I tried to roll over and cry into the mattress, I was still sobbing when a minute later I felt him shove a large object in my gaping hole. "A butt plug boy, to make sure my boys don't leak out of that slutty hole" he said. I cried harder into the mattress. "At least until our other guests arrive tonight…" he trailed off.

It was Saturday night, and I had just gotten back to my apartment building, when I realized I didn't have the key to my front door. I'd taken it off my key ring for a friend to use that afternoon, and I'd forgotten to put it back on. Well now what was I going to do? It was 1:30 in the morning, everyone in the building was asleep, my boyfriend was gone on a business trip, and everyone else I knew was on the other side of town. As I was thinking about spending the night in my car, I saw one of my new neighbors drive by, probably just getting home like I was. He'd just moved into the building next door, and I'd seen him walk past my window pretty much every day, wearing his work clothes and looking fine as hell. He was white, pretty tall, and blasted hip-hop music in his car whenever he drove by. He always walked with swagger, but he also seemed really approachable, too, like he was always on a chill pill, and nothing ever bothered him. I'd been hoping to run into him at some point. My neighbor parked on the street and started pimp-walking toward his apartment, like he always does. I was still trying to think of where I was going to sleep that night, as he walked past my building. He nodded at me asking "Whatsup?" "How's it goin'?" I replied, thinking to myself he looked just as good up close as he did from afar. Then he paused at the foot of the staircase, looked at the keys in my hand, looked at the locked door to my building, and looked back at me and put the picture together asking "Are you locked out?" "Yeah," I said, laughing self-consciously, "I left my key inside." "Aw, shit," he said, "what are you gonna do?" "I don't know, it's not too cold. I guess I'll sleep in my car." "Ah for real?" he asked, "that sucks." "It's alright," I said with a shrug, "it's just one night." He seemed to think for a second, then he said, "Yo, I got like a big chair back at my place. You can crash there tonight if you want. It's gotta be more comfortable than sleeping in your car, man." My heart skipped a beat at that point. I'd seen this guy from a distance several times, but never even thought to speak with him, let alone being in a position where he would invite me to spend the night back at his place! I knew it didn't mean anything, which was good since I had a boyfriend anyway, but how could I say no? "That would be really awesome," I said, "are you sure it's okay?" "Yeah, man, it's cool, we're neighbors, right?" "You are incredible," I said, "I'll be gone first thing in the morning." "Don't sweat it, man." I tried not to look too eager as I walked down the stairs and let him take me back to his place. He told me his name was Simon, he'd just gotten back from some clubs with his friends, and he wanted to crash as soon as we got back, which was fine with me. He had a roommate, but the roommate was a heavy sleeper, so we didn't have to worry about waking him up. The chair in Simon's room was big and comfortable, and I was just starting to go to sleep, when I heard him say, "Fuck." I didn't think anything of it and started to go back to sleep, when he said, "Fuck, man." I sat up a little and looked over to where he was lying in bed. "What's -- what's wrong?" "It's all these bitches at the club, man. They want you to buy them drinks, buy them drinks, and they be rubbin' up on you all fuckin' night long, but then when you wanna take them home, then they got a 'boyfriend', or 'Maybe next time,' or some shit like that." "Oh really?" I asked, having no clue about bitches in clubs, then realizing I'd totally just given myself away. He didn't seem to notice, though. "Fuck yeah, man, and now I'm trying to get the fuck to sleep, and they got me hard as a fuckin' rock." What did he just say? Did he really just tell me he had a fucking hard-on, and did he tell me this as I was prepared to spend the night in his bedroom? Is this what straight guys normally talk about with each other? Or was he looking for…something else? "You're -- you're hard right now?" I asked, trying to figure out what the heck to do. "Rock, fucking, hard," he said without hesitation. "How the fuck am I gonna go to sleep like this?" I was glad the room was dark, because I probably looked like a deer in the headlights. If he weren't my neighbor, if I didn't have a boyfriend, and if I'd had a few drinks in me, I might have jumped at what seemed like an open invitation to this hot straight guy's cock. But if I made a move on my straight neighbor who walks past my place every day, and it turned out I was wrong…. Just then, I heard him make a slapping noise, one, two, three times. "Uh, Simon?" I asked. "Yo." "What was that?" "That was my fuckin' cock, man, I'm tellin' you, I'm rock hard right now, I can't go to sleep." "It just sounded like your hand or something," I said, still trying to buy time and figure out whether I should just go for it, or forget the whole thing. "Yo, if you don't believe me, turn on the fuckin' light, man." I still didn't know what to do, but there was nothing wrong with just looking, was there? So against my better judgement, I got up, went to the light switch, and turned it on. And there was Simon, no shirt on, his boxers pulled down, and his seven inch hard cock pointing straight up to his belly button. He lifted his cock up, then let it smack down hard on his abs a few times. So that was the slapping noise I'd heard before. "Wow, you're really hard," was the only stupid thing I could think of to say. "What are you gonna do?" "I need to fuckin' bust my nut," he replied, adding "I don't even care, a hot mouth, or a tight pussy, or whatever the fuck, you know?" When I didn't respond right away, he looked at me and asked, "You like dick, don't you?" "What?" I asked, panicked. I wasn't expecting that question, even though I guess it was obvious. "I -- yeah, I ...." "Can you help a brotha out? Please, man," he said, making his fat white cock smack on his abs a few more times, then looking back at me. I knew I had a boyfriend, and I knew I shouldn't be messing around with guys who lived right next door…but how many times was I going to get a hot straight guy begging me to suck his cock? So I turned the light off again, figuring that's how he'd want it, and walked over to the bed, filled with lust, and guilt. I climbed between his legs and tentatively put his cock head in my mouth, still not believing he was letting me do this. He sighed as soon as my lips closed around his hard-on, so I kept going. I slowly went all the way down to the base, feeling his cock gag me a few times. When he still didn't stop me, I sucked his cock a little faster, gagging myself a few more times. Then I went after his balls, swirling them around in my mouth and licking underneath them. After a couple minutes, I had this stranger's hairy balls rubbing all over my face, and I felt so disgusting, and so happy. Then Simon surprised me by grabbing my head and moving my mouth from his balls back onto his cock. I figured he wouldn't want to touch another guy at all, but he kept his hands on my head as he started roughly forcing his cock head down my throat, making me gag and slobber. "You like that fuckin' dick, don't you, pussy boy?" My eyes were watering, my nose was running, and he wasn't letting me off his cock, even though I tried pulling up a few times. "Yeah you do, you fuckin' bitch boy, I knew you wanted this dick the moment I saw you." Then without warning, he took his cock out of my mouth and started pulling my shirt off. I started to say something, but I was still trying to catch my breath, so I just let him do it. Then he moved around behind me, pushed me up the bed onto my stomach, and started tearing my jeans off, too. "No, I don't --" I started to say, but he kept pulling them off, and threw them onto the floor. He moved back up the bed and forced his cock down my throat again. This time as I was gagging on his cock, he slid his hand inside my briefs and started playing with my hole. Well this was happening too fast, and it was more than I'd bargained for -- I'd thought I would just suck off this stud, and keep my clothes on, and that would be that. That wasn't really cheating on my boyfriend, was it, if I didn't even take my clothes off? But it looked like my neighbor wanted more than to just get his cock sucked, which I wasn't really okay with. Well, maybe he just wanted to play with my hole while I sucked him off, I thought, and that was it. I mean, he was straight, wasn't he? And he hadn't even taken my underwear off. So after a few seconds, I stopped fighting him and just let him rub a couple slick fingers on my hole while he fucked my throat. But after just a few minutes of that, he yanked me off his cock and threw me up the bed onto my stomach again. While I was catching my breath and wiping the slobber off my face, he tore off my underwear, and then he was between my legs, with his tongue up my ass. How the fuck had that happened? He was straight, wasn't he? And I barely even knew this guy! What was his name again? And I'd been with my boyfriend for almost three years, and I'd never cheated on him. What the hell was I doing? This was totally wrong, and way too fast, and I had to get him off me, and get out of there…. But he was making me feel so good, and my boyfriend had never been this passionate and aggressive with me. In fact, sex with my boyfriend was pretty routine, and he almost never ate me out, and definitely never as good as this guy. I could barely even think straight…. Then my neighbor stopped eating me out all of a sudden, and after a few seconds, my head cleared up and I turned around to face him, remembering what I'd wanted to say. "Listen, I -- I should probably go, I mean I was just going to suck you off, and that's it, but I mean I barely even know you, and I just...." "Shut up, bitch boy!" he said to me. "You're mine tonight!" With that, he grabbed my face and slammed me down into the pillow, stunning me. Who was this guy? What had happened to the laid-back, easygoing guy on the chill pill I'd seen walking past my window every day? Was he seriously not going to let me leave? He kept my face buried in the pillow, then I felt his weight on top of me. I heard him spit a few times, then I felt him rubbing his slick cock head against my hole. No, this wasn't right, I wasn't a cheater, I couldn't do this to my boyfriend, this was way too fast, I had to get out of there. "No, wait, I have to go, I can't do this..." I started to say, determined to get out of there, only to feel a sharp, very painful slap across my face. "Shut the fuck up, bitch," he grunted. What was happening? No one had ever slapped me that hard before. I tried to force my way out from under him, but he was much stronger than me, and shoved my face back down into the pillow so I could barely breath. Then I felt his cock head push harder against my hole, and then he was inside me. I screamed into the pillow, and he held his cock still. "You can take this dick, you fuckin' slut," he whispered into my ear while holding my arms down so I couldn't fight him. "You know you want it. Let me in, let me get off inside you, make me feel good." I had stopped fighting him and was just focusing on relaxing my hole so it wouldn't hurt so bad, and he had started kissing me as he was whispering these nasty things into my ear. "I'll stay right here till you get used to me, I'm not goin' anywhere, I know you want this dick." I don't know if he was right, and I did want it, but my ass eventually started to open up and let him in. I couldn't fight him, he was much stronger than me. So maybe if I just let it happen, it would all be over soon and I could just forget about this whole thing, and my boyfriend would never find out. "That's right, I can feel you loosening up for me, I knew you wanted it," he kept whispering into my ear, with his hands still grabbing my wrists. "Fuck, that feels good, bitch boy, you feel so good." He started moving his cock in and out of me, and moaning into my ear. I hoped he would just finish soon. Then I heard him say, "I've fucked hundreds of bitches just like you, you always put up a fight, but you always take the dick in the end." Wait, did he just say hundreds? How was that even possible? I'd only been with 20 guys, tops, and I thought that was a lot! Was he even wearing a fucking condom? "Wait, are you wearing a condom?" I asked, but he didn't answer, he just kept sliding his hard prick in and out of my hole and breathing right onto my face. I know he heard me. Why didn't he respond? "You have to put a condom on," I said, "I never -- you can't fuck me without one." He still didn't say anything, he just moaned a little louder, fucked me a little faster, and grabbed my wrists a little harder. I had to get him to stop. I'd been so careful with the other guys, and I'd even gone with my boyfriend to get tested when we'd first started dating. Now here was this total stranger inside me with no protection, and he'd said he'd had sex with hundreds of other people! Had he fucked all of them without a rubber, too?? "No, stop, I have a boyfriend!" I said, desperately trying not to catch anything from this guy I had just barely met. "Get off me!" I started to struggle again, but it was no use. Instead of letting me go, he got up off me, grabbed both my wrists with one hand, and slapped me hard with his other hand, one, two, three times. My face was still sore from the first time he'd slapped me, and my eyes started to water. I knew there was no way to get away from this man, he was all the way inside me with no condom on, and he wouldn't stop no matter how much I begged him or struggled to get away. He didn't lay back down on top of me or start kissing me again. Instead he grabbed my wrists and started slamming his unprotected cock into me as hard as he fucking could, anger-fucking me into the mattress. I could feel sweat dripping off of him onto my back. He seemed determined to give me a fuck I'd never forget, whether I wanted it or not. I stopped fighting him, and just hoped he'd hurry up and finish, so I could go. Then he switched from slam-fucking me to piledriving me, pounding his cock into me over and over again without stopping. And as angry and worried as I was, his cock started to feel really good inside me, and I started to moan in pleasure. I didn't know what was happening, or how I could enjoy this even a little bit, but his cock started to feel incredible inside me, like it belonged there. Once again I couldn't think straight, and started to forget that I wanted to get out of there. Then after a few minutes of pile-driving me, he started to moan louder, and I knew he was about to cum, which brought me back to reality. For a second, I still had hope he would do the decent thing and pull out before he came, since he knew I didn't want this, and that I definitely didn't want his cum inside me. But then he started to really slam his raw cock inside me and hold it there, and I knew he was shooting his load deep inside me. He knew I didn't want his cock or his cum, but he didn't care, he was giving me his load whether I wanted it or not. After he finished cumming inside me, he let go of my wrists and rolled onto his back. "Fuck, that was good, bitch boy," he said, slapping me hard on my ass, which was now full of his cum. I couldn't believe what had just happened, or that I had this total stranger's cum deep inside me, and I didn't even know what his status was. Did he even know? What had I done? I started to get up so I could get my clothes back on, when he rolled toward me and held me down again, pushing me into the pillow. What more did he want with me? I thought he was done? Then I felt another hand on my ass, and I knew it wasn't his. What the fuck? He felt me jump and held me down harder. "My roommate wants some, too." His roommate? What the fuck? Had he been there the whole time, watching this guy force his bare cock into me and shoot his load inside me when I'd begged him to stop? Had he watched me struggle and done nothing? The roommate didn't waste any time with foreplay, and before I could say anything, he was on top of me, sliding his hard dick right into my loose, well-fucked hole. I hadn't even seen the roommate and had no idea what he looked like, and I knew he wasn't wearing a rubber, either. He must have already been stroking his cock while he was watching Simon fuck me, because he only pounded my ass for a few minutes, then he was shoving his hard cock all the way inside me and shooting his load deep in me to mix with Simon's. "Fuck," was the roommate's only word, then he pulled out of me and left. I couldn't believe yet another complete stranger had just cum inside me, and I hadn't even seen this one. Was I even still clean now? Had they given me anything? What had I done? I started to get up again, but Simon wouldn't let me go. He turned me on my side and crawled up behind me, pressing his semi-hard cock up against my cummy hole. "You did so great, baby doll," he whispered to me, kissing my neck and nibbling my ear. "You made me feel so fuckin' good, you know that? So fuckin' good." He held me tight, pressed up against my back, and for some reason, I could start to feel myself getting turned on. He shouldn't have cum in me, and he shouldn't be holding me like this. I had a boyfriend, and this was so completely wrong. But he kept softly kissing my neck, and I didn't stop him. "And it was so hot seeing you take my roommate's dick. I wish you could have seen that." His hand started sliding down my bare chest, towards my cock, which he'd completely ignored before now. When he wrapped his hand around my cock and balls, I was surprised to realize I was totally hard. He started stroking my cock, and I didn't tell him to stop. He spat in his hand and went back to stroking me. I moaned a little and relaxed into his body, and I think he knew I was his. After just a few minutes, I was shooting a hot, guilty load all over his sheets, and pressing hard back into his chest. "I know you're confused right now, baby doll," he said softly as he nibbled my ear some more. "But I know you liked it. And I liked it, too. And I know you'll be back for more." And as I drifted off to sleep with these two strangers' loads planted deep inside me, I knew he was right.

My straight friend went to watch a movie at my place, his girlfriend was out for the night. At 2 am, after the film finished, it started to rain so he stayed for the night, I was nervous because of the cage but we fall asleep in less than a minute. This morning I woke up feeling his hand touching my cage, he asked "what's that?", I froze, grumbled a "sorry"... than Bum! I feel his bone on my back, he lower my underwear and shove his dick in my ass.. planting quickly his load deep in my gut. I take a shower, he steps inside, "I want to see it" he says.. I am ashamed as hell... usual questions "does it hurts?, How can you pee?"... short answers without making eye contacts... and he is hard again. His hand on my head pushing gently down... I understand and silently I kneel in the toilet and swallow his second load. Quick breakfast for him, I had already mine... he goes back to his girlfriend, I go to work.

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the withdrawal

I agree, you always have the right to say no. You also have the right to get out of the sling. If the sling is in your room, you can be choosy. If the sling is a public space, then don't get in it unless you're willing to be one of the facilities to be used. Also, if you're in the sling (public) without a partner, you should use some common judgement as to how long you occupy that space. Other bottoms may want to hop in. I was always taught to share. :-)

Hit Underwear Night at Barracks last night determined to get my hole sloppy. I succeeded. I stripped down to a jockstrap, squirted a small amount of lube in my hole and hit the patio. Sucked a couple of cocks, making sure to bend over to do it exposing my ass. A few guys grabbed my cheeks as they passed by, then one slipped his finger into my crack and found my wet hole. That was all the invitation he needed, I felt his cock push against my hole and I opened right up for him. He groaned and proceeded to pump a load into my ass while I swallowed the guy I'd been sucking. I stood up and and realized that a few guys had been watching and stroking. So, I turned back around and faced the fence. It didn't take long to get a few more in me. Quick beer break, then back to walking around and joining in the fun where I find it. Sucking here, being sucked there, fucking a hot bald muscled stud while his BF sucks on my nipple, friendly grope, a few woofs, then back to my spot in the corner. Ended up getting a couple of repeats and a dozen loads in me before heading over to CCBC to finish the night blindfolded in a sling... Happy Hole. ( O )

Sunday turned into a very freaky, yet totally stimulating experience for this little piggy. I have been chatting to this guy on Grindr for about three weeks on and off - and had got to the stage that I thought he was just coming on line for some dirty talk, wadding and then disappearing. He asked me questions that interested me, like "are you a real pig" and "what are your limits" etc. We swapped a few pics and he was very me - nice solid man, little bit overweight, hairy chest, unshaven appearance with a beautiful 8" uncut cock and lovely big low hanging balls. My mancunt twitched just looking at the pics. I got even hornier when I sent him a couple of pics of trade fucking me when he said "so you like bareback". Like it - I fucking love it, I told him. We went through the where are you etc and it turns out he was in Wollongong (about 50 kms from me) but he could not host. I told him I could host but he said he preferred outdoor sex scenes. Gee, in my time I have been fucked just about everywhere, but in recent years with the advent of backrooms, apps, and naked sex parties I have not done much of the outdoor or beat stuff. Yes, in my early days I spent so much time bent over in beats taking any cock I could get and sucking off a million cocks that came at me through holes in the wall - but things have moved on. Nonetheless I at least entertained the idea, and we kept chatting. He told me he wanted to take me into the bush and use me properly for a couple of hours where we could be "totally uninhibited". The more he told me the things he wanted to do to me the more excited I got - and the more powerless I became. All I could think of was surrendering myself to him and I knew that I was going to be up for this as I was beyond horny and when that happens I just have no control at all. Eventually he asked if I was up for being his "pig in the bush" for a session. I agreed. He gave me directions to a place which is total bushland (I knew the area) basically halfway between his place and my place. I douched, got ready and I was off as we agreed to meet there in 1.5 hours. He kept texting me to ask if I was on my way (obviously he has had, as we all have, plenty of fakers) so I kept texting yes. He told me to pull up and take a photo of my whereabouts to send him so he knew I was on the way which I did and then he texted me this lovely pic of him sitting on a blanked next to a back pack with nothing but a cap on and half a horn, a thick cock ring on in this bush setting. My heart skipped a beat and my mouth went dry - I soooo wanted this beefy piece of heaven to fuck the hell out of me. He texted me and told me that when I got to the turn off the sealed road onto the dirt track about 1.5 kms along I would see a yellow t shirt tied to a tree. I had told him I was a totally submissive, cum dump bottom and was always at my top's command. I bumped along the dirt road, saw the yellow T-shirt. I pulled over and texted I was "there." He then told me to take off all my gear bat my leather jockstrap and boots, and leave them in the car then walk past tree through the bush for about 100 metres and I would come to him. I was nervous, excited, horny, it reminded me of all those times in cubicles in beats when you did not know who was going to be in there, friend, foe or fucker. I was just too horny not to obey. I made my way through the bushes then all of a sudden my heart nearly stopped when I heard this voice behind me say "beautiful arse pig boy". I turned around and he was standing behind me half leering and half satisfied with what he had been offered. I walked towards him and my eyes fell on his beautiful white as cock - he was ranga. As his head was shaved in the photos it was hard to tell he was a red head - but he was red as. What happened next was the best hour or so I have spent for ages. While I was driving there he had unpacked his backpack, he had dildos, butt plugs, a Japanese cock sheaf (gel covering for his shaft with stimulating needles), handcuffs, lube, tit clamps - all spread out on this huge picnic rug. He took both my nipples in his hands and near lifted me off the ground by the tits and said "ready to surrender to me pig". I said the only words I know how to use with dominating me "yes sir". Well for the next hour and a bit this man treated my holes with the contempt they deserve that gives me the total pleasure I need. He fucked me (breeding me twice) in several positions, he fingered me, fisted me, put dildos in me, blindfolded me, nearly choked me. slapped my face good and hard, gave my arse an insane belting with his hand and he was a big strong man. After he bred me for the second time I knew it was over the way he sat back on his haunches and gasped for air. He slowly got his feet, as I got to my knees and began to clean his cock and balls. I was still in heaven as I ran my tongue under his foreskin searching for elusive filaments of jizz as I did not want to waste one drop of him. Eventually he said "you are no fake pig boy - pone proper whore" - that was music to my ears as I knew I had pleased him. "you need fucking and belting every day pig boy." I agreed with him hoping he would want to use me again. As he packed up he began to put on his jeans when he said "get off the blanket and lay on the grass."I did as I was told and he came and stood over me and began to piss all over me. He kept spraying on me head to toe and I just lay in the grass savouring is final act of degradation. He packed up and walked in the opposite direction to the way I had come in which led me to believe there was another track and that is where his car was. "I will be in touch if I want to have another piece of your cunt" he said as he walked off still. I lay there for about 5 minutes and felt my mancunt, it was gaping and dripping with his seed and lube mixed together. I was still wet from his piss but I was one satisfied little piggy, although I could have done with more cock. I made my way back to my car and got my clothes on and drove home. This beefy man knew exactly what pigs are for and how they should be treated.

Trying to live up to my New Year's resolution of sharing more of my experiences here and the last 24 hours was pretty amazing. I got a hotel room in an upstate rural/suburban area. Yes, I would have had an easier time of it in the city but the hotel rooms there are out of my price range. Anyway, I posted an ad on CL explaining that I had taken an Ambien and was going to doze off and that I always slept on my stomach with my ass up. I posted the name of the hotel and the room number. Despite my request that men should just show up most insisted on emailing so I was able to find out a bit about some of them. First up was this totally hot 20-something who told me he was undetectable (like that mattered to me!) I brushed off that revelation and told him that the door was open. He arrived as I was dozing. Mounted my ass and deposited load #1. The grunts he made as he got his nut in my ass made me even more hornier (if that was even possible). Next up was this man who just showed up. Big guy, tall, muscular but older. I closed my eyes and resigned myself to take what came my way. He mounted my ass and I felt a semi-hard dick bounce on my ass. He was packing! Unfortunately he never stuck it in me. He just rode my ass until he shot his load all over my ass and my back and right up to my shoulder blade! After he left I did doze for awhile but then I checked my email. Third up was another total fucking hottie. 22 years old, facial scruff and an amazing dick that had to be 8. He shoved it right in and fucked till I thought I was gonna have to pull my CL ad because I wouldn't be able to take anymore! While he was fucking me another dude shows up. This was the man I was waiting for - a hyper-masculine Mexican with the hardest dick I've ever seen. He watched me get fucked and loaded by the hottie but then wouldn't fuck me. He only wanted me to swallow his load. Not a problem. Two in my ass, one on my back, one down my throat. Fell back asleep when they left but not before convincing the Mexican to leave me the new bottle of poppers he arrived with. I was asleep and out like a light when I felt a hand touching my ass. I just moaned and arched my back - and grabbed the poppers. I could tell this was a Latin man from the little mutterings he let out while he fucked my ass. Nice curve to his uncut dick. Took awhile to cum but I guess it was the poppers and the extra foreskin that made it easier. Another load in. #3 in the ass. Long story short, this continue through the night. One man was bald, very muscular though not the biggest dick. I would have drank this man's piss. He wanted to start out in my mouth and then moved to my ass. He was the only one who asked where I wanted the load. LOL Seriously? Load #4 in the ass. #5 just showed up. The room was totally dark and he didn't make a sound so I can't tell you anything about him other than that he fucked his load into me then bolted. A perfect match. When he left I opened the blinds to let in the early morning light so I could see the men who show up. Load #6 in my ass was from another uncut Latin man. He had a gym build and nice ink. Load #7 was in my ass but the guy insisted on using a condom. He was sporting a scorpion tat but I made it clear I wanted his load anyway. He stuck to his line "I never fucked bb before." He had a great dick but with all this fucking I could tell the difference with the bag on and it wasn't pleasant. Loads #8, 9 and 10 - if you can believe it were from this black guy who was totally into it. Everytime he shot a load he froze, stopped pumping, and his already thick dick just pulsed. It was so hot knowing I was being loaded. "I've got another load for you. Wait." I waited and was rewarded. By this time morning had come and I had to get to the conference center. A good night of taking loads and grabbing my hard dick (I got hard everytime I had a dick in me) but I never actually came. Anyway, the conference was boring so I was playing around on Grindr and started talking with this guy who I remembered had fucked me a couple of months ago. This man had the biggest, thickest dick I'd taken in awhile. Luckily the conference center had a few bathrooms that were single-use. He left work and came to the center. I met him in the lobby and had told him to follow me to the restroom. Damn, he banged my ass very, very deep and hard. And he was fucking thick. At one point he pulled out and didn't even realize that he was in the middle of cumming! I opened my ass and told him to put it back in me. After he was done I realized that I was leaking cum myself. This man literally fucked the cum out of me. Not bad for less than 24 hours.

Thanks you for chris greenway who actually came through and delivered, locked me up in a cheap hotel room for two weeks. Thanks for feeding me your shit every afternoon. Thanks you for for beating me and using me for your pleasure, thanks for the crappy food fed and thanks for making the whole cape town aware that i am poz and have stds. And finally, as discussed - If I was to give your identity up anywhere you would give up mine with a certain pic thread...lets see how long this takes. And finally, thanks for helping get started on a real demise, you reminded me that I did fully commit to serve anyone and anything to no limits and I will still do this whilst I get myself to my STDWHORE status A BIG UP TO THE SWISS (shame you are a jerking off fictional cunt) I have been very outspoken tonight, I am extremely irritated that all we ever do here is chat and fantasize. We are all super discreet, why? lets start being more out there and that way we can help each other better. show your fucking face so that if you waist the serious guys time, we can fucking shame you and humiliate you to teach you a lesson. I''m committed to my goal and reaching it this year. If i''m the only one, I hope it gets you other fuckers either get a wake up call and go back to being healthy, other wise get diseased, be a fucking cunt and spread it, because we all fantasize about that, I''m proud of what I do, not ashamed. Yes, ive given unwanted gifts, if I get punished/arrested for saying this here - I accept. Then I will continue being what I wanna be in prison Do this because it makes you happy. Do what makes you happy. If you like to Rape young boys, then go for it. accept you a sick fuck hated by the world. if we start sharing we can get stronger groups, help each other with fantasies. And if you are really just that cunt that gets of on the fiction, then support guys that do your fetish BUG CHASERS - HELP ME GET DISEASED, HELP ME SPREAD, CHEER ME ON, WATCH ME TO MY DEATH AND CHEER. PISS ON MY BODY AFTERWARDS AND BLAME ME FOR INFECTING YOU!!! THATCH Y LEGACY...... I'm not dying today, so if you that cunt that wants me to fulfill your fantasy so you can jerk off and shoot your load, then do it. I will still take any load as requested and where I can get to, I will please, no limits, I will make it more interesting, whatever you want me to do or request, you will get pic and video proof to upload and use. Hoping to hear from you guys - All of this is fun, its about give and take, its about using someone else to fulfill your darkest fantasies and help them with theirs. Its about dong what you want without judgement. its about living how you want and deciding your own time and fate. if you've read this far.... dont fucking be a useless cunt now, grow balls...or as someone to castrate you like some of these sad fucks on here

Back to college. Before, during and after the party.

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Five I really didn't want to leave the resort, but Dad said that we could visit again in the future, which I made him promise. The drive home was quiet, well at least for me, I slept the whole was home. I guess the pool side gang bang wore me out even though I slept all night. Dad should be the one who was tired, he told me he was out whoring around until 2 a.m. We got home in the middle of the afternoon. I really wanted to hook up with either Garrett, well fuck anyone really. “Dad, can you message Garrett or Coach Paul, I need some cock!” “Nope, now between your initiation you can't have sex, not even jacking off.” “Are you fucking kidding me” “Not at all, I even have something for you to insure you don't” He left me standing in the kitchen, as he headed down the hall to his room. He quickly returned with a small box. “Drop your shorts, NOW BOY” he ordered. “Seriously Dad?” “Did I fucking stutter?” I did as he said. He opened the box. He took out what was in it. I watched as this device was put around my cock and balls and locked in place with a pad lock that hung under my balls. “What the fuck is that” “Chasity device, get used to it because it will be on until after your imitation” It was so uncomfortable, but for two days I wore it. Some times it was painful, especially when I would start to get hard and my cock couldn't grow. Saturday finally came and I was told to prepare for the night. Dad disappeared most of the day, leaving me at home. When 8 p.m. rolled around he came for me in my room. He was wearing just a jock strap. Seeing him in that, fur and muscles all in display was really turning me on. My cock stirred and pain again swept through my body. “It's time to head down to the basement. All the members have gathered, plus the crew to film your initiation,” he said. “Film?” “Yes boy for our site and for our records” My cock continued to fight the cage and the pain increased. “Try not to get too turned on, we don't want you breaking your cage or hurting that beautiful boy cock,” he said pointing at my crotch. I nodded as he and I walked through the house to the basement door. We stopped at the door. “Are you sure about this son, you can turn back now with no repercussions, once we start we don't stop until every member has used your hole and bred you.” I nodded. “Say it son” “I want this Daddy, I want this” Dad turned the knob on the basement door and pushed it all the way open. We walked through and went down the stairs. My stomach was a ball of nerves. I took a deep breath and stared at Dad’s furry ass. At the bottom of the stairs I saw that the main room had been emptied except for a fuck bench. I was expecting all the members to be crowded in the room, but they were not there. Instead was four men holding cameras. They were wearing just jock straps but the pouches were bulging outwards. There were four lights, all shining on the fuck bench. “Is this your boy,” one of the camera men asked. “Yes,” Dad replied. “We understand that his hole is the focus of the shots, we plan on having one under the action the whole time. We have a special cover that will protect the camera and the lucky man down there will make sure it stays clean” he said, “the other three will get the fucking at different angles” “You are the pros!” Dad said. He turned to me and guided me to the fuck bench. He helped me get into position and the strapped me in. The three camera men were already filming, as the one got in his back and positioned himself to catch the action underneath. “Son, just one thing. You can not lick, suck or do anything to the camera men’s cocks even if they are pressed against your mouth,” Dad said, “do you understand” “Yes Daddy” “If you want poppers we will supply them to you, just ask for them” I nodded. Dad moved behind me, squirting lube onto my hole, then pushed something into my hole and I felt wetness inside. I took a few deep breaths. “Time to begin!” Dad said. He stood in front of me, pushed down his cock. His cock was rock hard and bounced as he stood there. He shoved his jock into my mouth. “This will keep you from being tempted by the camera men’s bulges” Damn he just knows how to spoil a good time I thought as I head the men come into the room from the locker room. My mind imagined them all coming in naked with their hard cocks pointing the way. I felt a pair of hands on my ass, feeling my cheeks and a hard cock rubbing up and down my crack. My gang bang initiation was about to begin.

Part 11 Luke's oral training was progressing nicely as he started to become more aware, and accepting, of his situation. After being confronted with the possibilities he quickly accepted his new role and began to accelerate his skills, not only sucking cock but getting fucked. He not only craved the needle of a slam, but the need to be fucked. Steve was not going to send him out on a job util he was, first, ready and second, a converted poz cum dump. As Friday approached the plan to get the cocky stud who lived in James' dorm was ready to be put into motion. Matt was able to get Steve's support and, although he'd love to add this stud to his stable of boys, the alpha mentality he had would pose a problem. Steve was resigned to see this kid reduced to a chemmed up, cum dump, and marked forever by the seed he'd forever crave after they were done with him. Matt went to the dorm part as James' guest and before too long managed to catch the stuck up studs attention. The studs name was Brandon Allen McMasters (who claimed his nick name to be 'Bam Bam'). The nick name was not just for his initials, he bragged it was for the 9" club he carried between his legs. Matt showed an interest in learning more about his 'so called club' as their conversation it made drudging him up so much easier. Bam Bam was thinking he found himself a nice piece of ass to fuck,. but before he knew it he was having difficulty focusing. With little attention drawn to them Matt put an arm around the stud and walked him out of the party. James had headed out earlier and with a careful eye to Make sure no one was the wiser, the three made their was out to Matt's car. After a short dive to a local Motel 6 the three were ushered into a secluded room on the back side of the property to find Steve waiting with a small group of the campus gay community. Once securely inside the room they stripped their prey and secured his arms out and his lags back so that his hole was exposed. As the kid was still out from the cocktail he was given at the party James was given honors to be the first to seed his virgin ass. James was not going to be gentle as he slammed his barely lubed cock into the semi-conscious stud. As he worked to destroy and breed this stuck up ass Steve began to slowly bring the kid back around with a set of slams that he knew would increase his awareness as he took more and more cock (and cum) in his ass. The stud was also given an injection of Cavedrject which would insure his cock would be hard no mater how much Tina he was given and as it grew to its full 9" they knew why he loved to fuck. Steve was the second guy to fuck him as another slam brought him closer to the discover of the joys his ass was going to command from this day forward. Matt went after Steve and by the third slam the stud was not only aware of what was happening to him but enable him to moan with every thrust Matt gave. By the time 'Bam Bam' was completely aware of his being fucked as all those present were now wearing masks as one after another took his turn. The key to all this was making this stuck up jock know he was taking it raw and (hopefully) get him begging for each guy's load. They had a camera set up on his ass as he was getting fucked. As the talk around him centered on the fact of bareback sex and breeding the 'new piece of meat' they directed his attention to the TV where it was evident he was taking raw dick. This was accentuated by the fact he was hard as the guys around him let him know that he wondered in and begged to be fucked. They went on to tell him that when the first guy went to fuck him and asked if he wanted to be fucked wrapped or raw he replied that he didn't care, he just needed to have his ass filled. 'Bam Bam' took multiple loads from every guy present and, with the Tina now fully in his system, began to beg for each load. After they were sure he had enough poz cum inside him to pregnate a dozen guys he was then put out again by Steve's special blend before a butt plug was securely place inside him and he was taken back to his dorn room where he was tucked into bed and left to dream away. When he woke up on Saturday afternoon he had the strongest urge to take a shit. He sat down on the toilet and forced out the butt plug wich was followed by a decent amount of cum that had not been absorbed by his body. It was at that moment he began to vaguely recall what he thought was a dream, but now was wondering if he had really been fucked. This thought caused his cock to respond and soon found the kid stroking his 9" to the thoughts he thought were dreams, but now had him wondering if the had actually been fucked.

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.

The crowd of older guys surrounding me looked at me like I was a piece of meat for their pleasure. As I waited for the next onslaught to begin, I suddenly heard a voice cry out in the hallway. “Oh god, help me, please somebody help me!” The voice sounded young, I watched as the crowd slowly parted and a skinny young twink about the same age as me was dragged in. He was being held by a stocky older guy, who marched him towards me. With a single move the older guy ripped the shirt off the young guys back, leaving him just wearing a pair of skimpy shorts. He then shoved forcefully and the young guy sprawled on the ground in front of me. “Look what I found out after dark.” the stocky guy announced to the room. “A new play thing.” A pleased murmur went around the room. “Please guys, just let me go, jokes over now, I’ll just go and we can all forget about this.” the twink said. “Haha good luck with that, bitch.” one of the crowd yelled out. The twinky guy raised his eyes and for the first time seemed to notice me, he looked at me suspended from the ceiling. His eyes and mouth opened wide in shock. He turned back to the man who had dragged him into the room. “Please, please just let me go!” his voice went high with panic. “Maybe we will let you go, but first I think you should put on a little show for us.” the older guy responded. “Wha.. What do you mean? What kind of show…?” he stammered. “We want to watch you two boys put on a little fuck show for us.” “But, I’m not queer!” I watch in slow motion as the stocky guy hand slapped down hard on the twink's ass. “AHH! Fuck! What was that for?” the twink screamed in pain. “Shut the fuck up, you will do whatever the fuck we tell you to do.” the stocky guy demanded. “Now, get over there and make out with him!” I watch as he slowly stood up, looking me up and down. His mind no doubt wondering if he would meet the same fate as me. “Don’t just stand there gawking at him dumb fuck, kiss him, get this show started!” someone called out. The twinky guy slowly got closer to me, when he was right in front of me he whispered “What’s your name? How did this happen to you?” “My name’s Jordan, this guy Matt kidnapped me and they have been using me for sex.” I replied. “I’m Ryan, if I get out of here I’ll send help.” “Enough talk boys, get the show going or you’re going to regret it.” The stocky guy demanded. Ryan moved in closer to me, he looked scared and hesitant, but slowly moved in close and after deciding he had no choice, kissed me. His lips barely parted as we first kissed, but I was still able to enjoy it. Still suspended from my wrists, I had little control of the kiss but I felt him start to explore my mouth with his tongue. “Fuck yeah, thats it boys, lets see some fireworks.” One of the guys in the room yelled out. “Cut his wrists down.” Someone else yelled. I watch as the stocky guy moved forward and with a swift movement, released my hands from the harness. As I felt the blood start flowing in my arms again, I tentatively moved my hands onto Ryan’s hips and started to make out with him in earnest. For a ‘straight’ boy he seemed to be ok with kissing me, and for a few minutes, the reality of our situation melted away as we enjoyed the moment. He pulled away for a second and I looked at his gorgeous lips, wet with saliva. His eyes were glazed over with lust, as he tugged at my hands and indicated we both lay on the floor. I lay on my back with Ryan above me, he looked down at me unsure, before I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into another kiss. For a moment, it was just Ryan and I making out, but after a moment I became aware of the noise of hard cocks being stroked all around us. The room full of men eagerly watching us put on a show. I felt Ryan’s hands run over my body, as I felt his stiff cock push through his shorts against my thigh. My own erect dick leaking against his abs. I was suddenly aware of the stocky guy moving in behind Ryan, I watch Ryan’s body stiffen as he realised what was happening. His eyes looked into mine with a silent pleading for help. I had long since given up hope of getting out of this situation, and so I stroked his face, trying to calm him. “Shhh, it’s ok.” I whispered to him. “If you just go with it, they will let us go at some point.” The stocky guy jerked Ryan’s shorts down to his knees, exposing his tight ass to the room. I saw the stocky guy dip his finger into a drop of pre-cum from his own leaky cock, and then swipe the pre-cum against Ryan’s hole. Ryan nuzzled into my neck and whimpered, clearly terrified of what was to come. “Please don’t let them do this, I have never been fucked before.” he pleaded to me. I just looked at him with sadness in my eyes. “I can’t stop them.” I heard the stocky guy spit, wipe it over his thick meaty cock to make it slick, and line the thick cock head up, poised to violate Ryan’s virgin hole. Ryan tensed as he felt the wet spongy cock head kiss against his hole. I couldn’t help but watch with fascination. I looked up at Ryan who had tears in his eyes, I kissed him, hoping to distract him. As we kissed, I felt him gasp as the massive cock head parted his virgin hole and slowly start to sink deep into his tight body. “Argh fuck!” he cried out. “Please don’t do this!” Ryan started to move, trying to free himself from the giant pole impaling him. “Hold him fucking still, or I'll break his fucking neck” the stocky guy ordered me. I wrapped my arms around Ryan’s torso, trying to calm him and get him to accept his fate. Ryan froze for a moment, which was just long enough for the stocky guy to slide the last few inches of his fat cock into Ryan's now distended boy hole. I watched as Ryan’s back arched up and his mouth opened wide in a silent scream. He had taken the whole cock inside him and was totally defeated. He slumped onto my chest, silent tears streaming down his face as the stocky guy started to slowly plow Ryan's no longer virgin hole. “The boys want to be able to see the action, hold his cheeks apart, they want to see me rip his hole wide open” The stocky guy demanded. I reached down and grabbed Ryan’s tight ass cheeks, I spread them wide and looked down in amazement as the fat cock plowed, and pulled at Ryan’s tight ring. From the noises in the room, the other guys were just as turned on by the sight as I was. I realised as I held Ryan’s ass that I was now a willing participant in Ryan’s rape. I wanted to see him used and degraded, I wanted to see him take his first poz load. The room was filled with the sounds of sex, two hairy guys had come closer to watch and were stroking their leaky cocks over the sight of Ryan being fucked on top of me. I watched as one of the guys exploded over Ryan’s hair and back, coating him in a thick ropey load. The sight of the cum load sprayed all over Ryan seemed to spark something in the stocky man. I watched as his hips began to thrust in earnest. I could hear his balls slapping hard against Ryan’s soft skin. A choked sob came from Ryan as he realised what was about to happen. “Please, please don’t.” he croaked out. “ARGHHHHHHH!” the stocky guy arched his back and went tense. Ryan’s eyes suddenly locked on mine, pure terror on his face. “TAKE MY FUCKING POZ LOAD YOU DUMB SLUT!” the stocky guy bellowed as his hips thrust his deadly venom deep into Ryan’s fuck hole. “Noooooo!” Ryan yelled as his panicked body tried in vain to get away from the stocky guys thick shaft. The stocky guy collapsed, spent, onto Ryan’s sweaty back. Pinning him on top of me, with no chance of escape. I held Ryan tight as his head slumped onto my shoulder, and he started to cry.

PART 4 “Wait a second,” Jason said, growing suddenly serious. “Before we get this kid slammed up and pozzed deep, there are a few things we need to address.” “Yeah, bud? What’s that?” He looked down at my gym shorts. “First of all, dude, I really need you to unleash that cock. You’re about to tear through the fabric. And let’s see that hairy chest, too—get fuckin’ naked for me.” I looked down to see the outline of my dick hanging down my left thigh, straining against the shorts and leaving a visible wet spot as it drooled toxic precum. I gave Jason a cocky little smirk, then peeled off my tank top, running my hand down my stomach to pull the elastic of my shorts down past my cock and onto the floor. “Now what?” Jason wasn’t looking at my face anymore. He was transfixed by the sight of my dick, still slick with infected seed. “Well, second of all,” he said—and here I caught a demonic glint in his pitch-black pupils—“before we go to the sling room, I need to take a giant leak. Could you direct me to the nearest urinal?” Without another word, I took Conrad by the arm and laid the kid on his back. “Spread your hole, faggot,” I said, taking a moment to look into his eyes with deep affection and brotherly pride. Conrad gave me a blissed-out, boyish grin. Then he reached down to his little jockbutt, pulling it back to reveal the hole I’d seduced with Tina, penetrated raw, and pounded full of poz cum. “That’s good, bro. Fuckin’ beautiful. A little wider, please.” He dug his fingers in deeper and pulled his little cumhole wide enough that a small cascade of my poz offspring dripped onto the bedsheet. “So listen now,” I continued, “Jason and I are gonna show you something new, OK?” Conrad nodded, so incredibly eager to please—no questions asked. A true chemwhore. His eyes locked on mine again, and I gave him an almost imperceptible nod, as if to say: You’re doing great, kid. Jason rested the head of his raw cock against Conrad’s smooth, dripping boyhole. “OK, buddy,” he said to Conrad. “You ready? Here we fuckin' go.” My lil’ bro grunted approval. And then with a slow, single thrust, Jason sank his bare cockhead and veiny shaft into my boy, not stopping until his balls came to rest against the cum-trail dripping steadily from Conrad’s cunt. Jason leaned forward, pressing his dick even deeper as my lil’ bro breathed out a single word: “Yes.” Then Jason closed his eyes and concentrated on the task at hand. “Just stay perfectly still,” he said to Conrad. “Relax your hole for me, boy. There you go. Just like that. Keep it relaxed. Stay right where you are. I’m just about to—“ Before he could even finish his sentence, it happened: he let out a long, guttural moan as his mouth opened wide and his head kicked back. Then he slowly thrust his raw cock even deeper, emptying a bladder full of partypiss into my beautiful fucked-up boy. I don’t know how long it took for him to release everything he’d stored up, but one thing was clear: my lil’ bro’s guts were getting flooded. “How does that feel, Conrad?” I asked him. He shook his head slowly as if to say: No words. My dick bounced in appreciation as I watched my boy’s pupils dilate a little more with every wave of piss invading his hole. “Warm,” he finally whispered, his voice lower now, his face less boyish, like he was transforming into a man while I watched. “So fuckin’ warm.” Finally, Jason’s steady moan drifted into silence. He opened his eyes and glanced over at me. We both laughed. “I’ve been saving up that slampiss for awhile,” he said. Then his eyes closed again and he let out another primal moan. “Fuuuuuuuck—there’s a little more. A little more piss for you, kid. Jesus. Goddamn—I’m so fuckin’ glad my chems found a home. A perfect home. Right here, deep inside this eager fuckin' faggot.” Conrad just kept smiling. “I was born to be a faggot for men like you," he said with a little nod. My cock swelling with pride, I leaned over to give my boy a kiss. Then Jason let out a giant sigh. “OK, boy,” he said. “I’m gonna start pulling out, OK? Now, here’s what I want you to do: I want you to start squeezing that sweet little fuckhole for me. There you go. Squeeze it—just like that. Nice! Such a good boy. Now listen: after I pull out, I want you to keep it nice and tight, OK? We’re gonna give you a few minutes to soak up my Tina-piss.” As Jason’s cock slipped out of Conrad’s hole, I saw a single dark-gold droplet of piss escape—but that was all. Obedient as ever, my boy turned all his attention to keeping those recycled chems deep in his fuckhole, right where they belonged. “Thank you, fucker,” I said to Jason, grabbing him by the back of the head as we matched breaths in a hungry kiss. I pressed my cock against his tight stomach, then reached around to his furry hole. My fingers slipped easily inside him, enveloped in a familiar warmth and wetness. “Goddamn,” I whispered in his ear. “How many loads have you taken tonight?” “Just five,” he said with a cocky grin. “My poz Daddy has a rule: I can take as much cum as I want, but only if I share my unmedicated load with at least one boy. Preferably a negboy.” I growled. "OK, I gotta meet this poz Daddy of yours. So here's what we're gonna do: I’m gonna help this boy release the piss from his hole. Then we’re gonna meet up with you guys in the sling room. Got it?” “Got it, dude,” Jason said as he opened the door, his towel slung over his shoulder. “And hurry. I tell ya, my Daddy’s gonna fuckin’ love this kid.” “We won’t be long,” I assured him. With that, I grabbed Conrad by the arm and led him down the hall, showing him to the group shower directly across from the giant hot tub. I turned on the water, spun him around, and wrapped my arms around his torso. As we stood there under the water, I thought to myself: You think you’re high now, kid? Releasing this piss will take you to whole new level. And that’s nothing compared with what’s still to come. “OK, lil’ bro,” I said with my mouth resting against his ear, my hands brushing up and down the length of his tight little six-pack. “I’m gonna rest my cock against your hole, alright? As I start to press into you, just relax. Got it?” He nodded, and I reached down to position the head of my dick against that hungry little cunt. As I started to apply pressure, I felt his ass relax—and suddenly my cock was surrounded by a rush of warm slampiss rushing out of his hole. I thrust a little deeper, feeling a gutful of chems splashing down my legs. And then I couldn’t hold back. I began to fuck him, but only for a minute or so—just to feel his hungry hole pulse and twitch hungrily around my raw dick. As I kept fucking, the stream of slampiss slowed to a trickle. He moaned. And for the first time, with every thrust of my poz dick into my 18-year-old boy’s eager fuckhole, he began actively milking my cock. “Very good, boy,” I whispered. “You’re fuckin’ made for this. Aren’t you, lil’ bro?” “Fuck yeah, big bro,” he mumbled. This kid was totally in heat—the slampiss rushing out of his hole had taken him into the goddamn stratosphere. “I’m made for this. And I need it so bad. Your raw cock. Your amazing fat dick, deep inside my boyhole. Bareback me. Please bareback me. Please. You. Fucking. Stud.” “Listen, lil’ bro,” I said, easing off on my thrusts before resting my cock deep inside him. I looked up to see that a sizable crowd had formed around us, so I leaned in a little closer and lowered my voice. “As much as I want to breed you right now, we shouldn’t make that poz Daddy wait any longer. So get your towel, boy. It’s time for you to get slammed up.” We walked back to the room, my arm draped over his shoulder, my hand occasionally mussing his hair like an affectionate big bro. I stopped by our room for just a moment to grab my playkit—and then proceeded to the sling room. When we reached the door, I turned to Conrad, placing my hands on his cute little butt as I drew his body close to mine. “You sure you’re ready for this, lil’ bro?” “I’m ready for anything, big bro.” “Good boy. Then knock.” He looked at the door, hesitating for just a moment, then glanced back at me. I gave him a proud little nod. He grinned that boyish grin, then gave the door a solid knock. Footsteps approached. The door opened. Standing before us, naked and hard, was a man like almost no man I’d seen. He was a silver Daddy type, mid-40s maybe, with a lean and muscled chest covered with salt-and-pepper hair, a tight stomach, and a truly massive pierced cock. Best of all: right above his navel, in jet-black ink, he had a biohazard tattoo that expanded and contracted with every breath, as if pulsing with hunger. “Welcome, you fuckin’ pigs,” he said with a lopsided grin. “I’m Grant. And you better get in here, ‘cuz we’ve got some fuckin’ work to do.” MORE SOON…

I was on vacation in Chicago one summer visiting a friend when I found out about the Bijou theater. One night, around 11:00 PM I was looking on-line for the local bathhouse when I found a reference about the theater and the play space it offered. I took down the address and was off to check it out, arriving there about midnight. I paid admission, purchased some poppers, and when the clerk explained lockers were offered for guys who wanted to strip down, I rented a lock. Jackpot! I liked to wander around nude, and now I could without fear of loosing my wallet. He buzzed me in and I walked into a dim theater where I found old porn from the 70s playing, so I took a seat and waited for my eyes to adjust. Soon enough I noticed there were only two other guys in the theater, one of whom was asleep or passed out, I wasn't sure, and the other, who happened to be in my row, was an older guy, balding with a gray mustache and sideburns. He looked like an aging 70s porn star with a lot of mileage on him. I started to feel a bit self conscious as he kept looking my way. In fact, he started to creep me out a bit, so I focused on the porno and tried to get into it, taking a hit of poppers to enhance the action. It worked. With my first sniff I was feeling my head spin and my cock get hard. Those nasty 70s porn boys were fucking on a dance floor to disco and I wanted to boogie in the worst way. I glanced over to the dirty old man in my row to see he had pulled his cock out and was stroking away. It was big, about nine inches. I couldn't stop looking over at it, and decided it was time to reward this nasty fucker with a little show so I got up and made my way to the lockers in the back. They were in a small room with a spiral star case that led up to the play space. i stripped down to my tighty whites and my keds high tops and put the rest of my clothes in the locker and walked back to my seat. As soon as I sat down I took another hit of poppers and looked over at that dirty daddy with the big tool. He was still stoking it and staring right at me. I could see the lust in his eyes and feel his appetite for me. I pulled my cock out and started to stroke it. When I looked over at him he had stuck his tongue out and was gesturing like he was licking out a hole. Fuck! I could feel the heat rise from my cock and my ass all the way through my body. I got up and headed to the play space up stairs where, upon arriving at the top, I saw many little booths with large glory holes in the partition walls. I wandered down the rows, but the place seemed to be deserted, so I let it all hang out: I dropped my shorts and walked about wearing nothing but my keds high tops. Then, as I rounded a corner, another, about the same age as the guy on the first floor, came out of one of the booths. He was fully dressed, had a full head of grey hair, a short trimmed beard and mustache and he was a little chubby. He began to talk to me as though it was normal to see a naked guy in his keds high tops. He asked how often I came there and I replied I had never been to a place like that before. When I said I was nervous, He told me I was a strapping young man and I should be proud to show my body. Just then the guy from down stairs came around the corner. he was totally naked. I could see how skinny he was. He had skinny legs with bone knees and no ass. His arms were as skinny leading to hands with long fingers. He didn't seem to have an once fat on him except through his mid section which was kind of thick. I could notice his face closely. His upper cheeks had a strange sunken look. He stood there beating off. I couldn't help getting a boner. My heart was racing, maybe from the poppers, maybe from the danger or both. Then the other man said lets get in a booth. He took me by the arm and led me into one of the booths and shut the door. He put his arms around me and said " now just relax" and we kissed. At that he said "good boy". He held the bottle of poppers up to my nose. I inhaled deeply. Then he said "that's it son" he rapped his arms around me again and reached back to my ass and spread my cheeks apart as he backed my ass to the hole in the wall. I could hear the door in the next booth open then shut. Then my new Daddy said "Put your bum through the hole and let that nice man on the other side check it out." I could feel fingers spread my cheeks apart and then something warm and wet push against my hole. Daddy encouraged me, saying "Let him check your bum to see if it's a pussy." At that I could feel a boney finger enter me and slide in deep. i could feel it feeling around up inside of me. Daddy asked if the man was checking my bum and I nodded. The the finger withdrew and the warm wet tong pushed up inside of me as daddy made me take another hit of poppers. I could feel it push deep into me, tasting me. I said to daddy that the man was eating my hole. Daddy made me take another hit of poppers and said the man was going to turn my boy hole into a pussy and asked if I wanted that, If I wanted to be a pussy boy. I told him I did and daddy said good boy and we kissed and daddy's tong entered my mouth. I had two tongs inside of me now, two men new what I tasted like. Then the nice man on the other side of the wall stopped eating my hole. in a few seconds I could feel something hard push against my hole then push up inside of me. I long shaft slid deep inside of me. I could feel it push past my second sphincter. and into my belly. Daddy asked me if the man's cock was inside of me. when I said yes, he made me take another hit of poppers. The man began to fuck me deep, pistoned into me like a machine. Daddy asked me if I liked that big raw cock in my pussy. I told him I did and he gave me anther hit of poppers. Daddy said that the man's big raw cock was going to fuck my pussy and make it into a cunt by putting sperm in my pussy. He ask if I wanted the man to put his sperm in my pussy and knock it up. I told him I did. Daddy made me take another hit of poppers and then held me tight. We kissed and then he said in my ear," good boy, Good boy, let that big raw cock breed you." "It's going to impregnate you with poz seed". " Your getting knocked up son". "Good boy!" He put his hand on my belly and pushed "I can feel that big raw poz cock inside of you. This is were it's going to put it's poz seed. My head was spinning and my heart was pound in my ears. My hole was getting fucked like a cunt. That's all I wanted in the moment was to be a cunt and get knocked up by that big cock inside of me. To receive its seed, be injected with cum and be permanently impregnated. Daddy held the poppers up to my nose and then I said,"daddy I'm getting knocked up, I'm getting knocked up daddy." He said "that's it son take that poz seed in you cunt". At that the cock inside of me began to speed up its thrusts and I could feel it get harder. Then three hard deep thrusts as a loud moan came from the other side of the wall. I felt the cock inside of me spasm as it squirt sperm deep inside my gut. After a moment, the cock began to slowly come out of me. I had a full filling even after it was all the way out and I knew it had put a big thick load in my cunt. I could the door to the next booth opened and the man left. The hole thing could have been a dream except for the wad I could still feel inside my gut. Daddy opened the door to our booth and led me to a sling. He made me get in and for the next several hours, I was the cunt for the hole place and several other men that showed up. I went back to my hotel and fell asleep with my belly full of cum. The next morning I woke up and it had all absorbed into the walls of my colon. a few days later I woke up with morning sickness. I was pregnant. I had the fuck flu. I had really gotten knocked up by a half dozen men but I think it was the first one that was my baby daddy.

Just finished blowing a 50 something latin/asian daddy with a 5" cock and a big creamy load.

Took raw loads in my ass from 4 men this past weekend in Philly and gave a BJ to another guy and swallowed his sweet tasting cum load.

Gonna be in NYC over Labor Day weekend. Anyone want to breed my neg hole while I'm there?

FS PART 11 I stood there in the hospital gown with my ass hanging out. I didn't feel like tying it up in the back, because I knew that they would just want easy access to what ever twisted shit that had planned out next. I was being more complicit with my conversion and letting go of the guilt and regret. Fuck it, I wanted fun and I found it. I sat on the wooden bench in front of the lockers and waited. I couldn't imagine what was next. My cock was growing and thickening, even though I felt like hell from the fuck flu and Dr. Clown’s monster cock. The soreness of my hole reminded me of what just happened. My wait was not long, Stinger, the muscle bastard, which now was an upgrade from the name muscle fucker appeared at the door. “Sexy dress, pussy boy” he said laughing. “Fuck off” “You just want my toxic cock again” he said grabbing his crotch through his jeans. I did want it again, but I wasn't going to let the bastard know that. “Come on” Stinger turned and went through the door back into the hall, I moved quickly to catch up with him and almost knocked him down as I went through the door. “Easy whore, you'll get my dick later” We went down the hall, passing door after door. Stinger stopped and knocked on a door. He paused and waited. I didn't hear a response, but he went in and motioned for me. “Strap him in,” a voice said from inside the darken room, “oh and lose the fucking dress” Stinger grabbed my arm and pulled me in, the room was dim. He pulled the gown off me and tossed it aside. He directed me to an over stuffed chair, which was across from another chair. I was pushed into the chair, I almost fell through the chair seat. There was a slit in the bottom. Stinger kneeled in front of me, moved each leg, spreading them wide, and restrained them at the ankles. He stood, took my right arm placed it on the arm of the chair and restrained it at my wrist, then did the same to my left. Once he was certain I was not able to escape, he reached down on each side of my ass and pulled my checks open, exposing my hole to the seat below. “Have fun” he said laughing. “Welcome, we are going to play a game you and I” the mystery voice said. “Okay” “I will ask you questions and you will give me honest answers. If I don't think you are being honest enough, you will be punished” he said, “understand” “Yes” He moved from the dark corner he was standing to the other chair. He was dressed in black dress pants and a white button down shirt. He pulled up the legs of his pants, giving some slack in his crotch and sat down. The first thing I noticed was the his cock and balls dropped through a hole in his crotch. He sat and spread his legs wide, giving me an eye full of his cock. “Question one: are you a whore?” “No” “Wrong” he said I felt something quickly press through the hole and the chair and ran inside my sore hole. It pulled out and slammed back in. The pain was intense. “Yes, yes, just make it stop” “Tell me what you are and it will stop” he said “I'm a whore” I said and the pounding of my hole stopped and the object retreated back inside the chair. “Question two: at the carnival were you looking for cock” “No, I just wanted some fun” “Question three: once you were getting fucked the first time were you wanting poz cum” “Yes, somewhere in my mind I wanted it” I watched as his cock twitched and slowly being to grow. I couldn't help but stare. “Question four: are you looking at my cock” “No” Why I lied I don't know, the object erupted out of the seat and straight into my hole. This time it began to rapidly move in and out, moving only a few inches in and out. “Yes, I am looking at it, I want to taste it, I want it up my hole” I yelled out It didn't stop the attack on my hole from the object. It continued fucking my hole with no lube. “Question five: Have you been fisted?” “No, please make it stop!” I pleaded, but to no luck my hole was being raped by an unknown object. “Question six: if you are in pain and want the fucking of your hole to stop, why is your cock hard?” I looked down, fuck me, my cock was hard, leaking and bouncing as I was being fucked from below. I had no answer for this. “Pain turns me on” I said, “I guess” “You guess” he said The fucking of my hole intensified, the pain increased. I could feel my hole moving in and out as the object quickly moved in and out. “Question seven: do you give yourself to the freak show” “Yes” With that he stood up and kicked off his shoes. Then opened his pants dropping them to to floor, where he stepped out of them. I watched his cock bounce as he slowly moved towards me unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled it open but left it on. In the middle of his chest was a tattoo. A massive fist was tattooed in the middle of his chest and went down onto his abdomen. He climbed onto the chair, feet on both sides of my legs. He grabbed my hair, pulled my face towards his cock. I opened my mouth and took it in. The object continued to fuck my hole as he started to fuck my mouth. I knew my body was tensing up. Suddenly, something was put under my nostril. I jumped. “Don't be scared, it's just twisted ole me,” Stinger said, “inhale” I did exactly that. I inhaled deeply. The rush came over my body. I could feel myself relax some. I inhaled again, held it in, released and inhaled again. Now I was flying, my holes no longer resisted the fuckings. The object in my hole was now becoming pleasurable, but that soon was replaced again with pain. The object was getting thicker, as if it was being blown up as it rammed in and out of my hole. The muscles of my hole were stretching wider and wider. My hole was now past the size it was as Dr. Clown’s one eyed monster was in me. I could feel my face flushing. I didn't want to pass out. I was also fighting back tears. I didn't want to show weakness. I couldn't hold them back. I screamed only for it to be muffled by the cock in my mouth. Tears flowed out of my eyes and down my face. The poppers were put under my nose again. This time I didn't inhale. I was breathing as the cock in mouth exited and before it slammed back in. “Don't be an ass, inhale again fucker” Stinger said angrily. I didn't fight it, and inhaled deeply again, five times this time. The rush had me flying. The object increased again in girth, stretching me more. The pain was growing more as the object grows. The cock in my mouth was pulled out and the man climbed down off my chair. “Keep him flying, Stinger” he said, “I am going to set up” My mind wondered what he was setting up for. This wasn't enough. The object fucking me inflated more and my hole stretched wider. At this point someone could get a fist or two up my hole. That was when I got his tattoo - he was going to punch fuck my hole with one fist or maybe even two. Stinger saw the look on my face and laughed. I inhaled the poppers to help with the pain. “Someone fucking gets it now” he said, “he's ready Mr Fister” “Good bring him to me” The object in my hole ripped out, pulling the lips of my hole with it. I pulled up trying to ease the pain. Stinger took away the little brown bottle, capping it and putting it my hand. “You might want that whore” He undid the restraints on my arms and legs, then pulled me up out to the chair, guiding me through a door into another room.

I am very well known, but not always very popular, many times I find myself fighting for my life. I however am cleaver and I find places to hide, so I can’t be harmed. My main purpose is to make copies of myself and give those copies the strength and determination to carry on, passing on to my brothers the desire to continue to make more copies. By the way my name is Rep, I am small yet resilient and I love those who host me, even the ones who try to destroy me, because usually by the time they find out I’ve been freeloading or being a squatter it’s too late to really get rid of me. I especially love when my host become aroused, all hot and sweaty, because I’ve made copies of myself in their fluids to share with the object of their arousal. And I can start anew coping myself in the new host, just need that hook to attach too and I’m off to the races, making multiple duplicates who make multiple duplicates till I have overtaken the new host. Yeah there is a period of time where I make the host totally miserable for a spell, but they usually get over it and I can find hiding places to continue my replication, and convert my host, sometimes I communicate my desires to remain alive and goad the host on to find other host for me to sublet within. Early in my infancy back in the late 70’s early 80’s, copied myself unchecked and made my host quite mad with the desire to share me with others, they thought they were just really horny in the decades of free love, and liberation, but it was me who encouraged them to spread me around by controlling their minds, after all I realized that, they were just host and host tended to wither and stop functioning, many times with dark spots covering their once beautiful bodies, I had to keep living so I made sure their parts that passed me on most effectively, maintained a virility that would let me transfer myself to other more healthy host. Then the scientist figured out how to slow my duplicating process, and began feeding mu host drugs that made me sick, made the host sick too and I really had to hide where the drugs couldn’t go so I could keep multiplying, it became even more necessary to make the host want to share me with their friends and fuck mates. As the doctors became more efficient at finding me and causing my destruction I started finding ways to integrate myself and make myself look like the host, I found ways to make myself immune to the drugs and became resistant to their treatments, doctors called me HIV and when I had destroyed enough of my Host they nicknamed me AIDS, I was having a good old time being passed around, now having many brothers and cousins to mix with when my host refused to use what the doctors call protection, it was just a small barrier, but it broke a lot and my host many times where in the moment, and just fucked and shared me with knowing and receptive partners and unknowing pawns in my twisted mind game. I will not be defeated without a fight and like my cousins Syphilis and gonorrhea I will keep going, to fight the battle to live in my host and to replicate myself, no matter how mutated I must be

By cuntburger. Part two to be uploaded soon: https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/FULL-part-1-fucking-a-polish-worker-31797902

Hi, Rawboyz! Sunday Afternoon BB Sex at Steamworks Toronto I arrived at Steamworks Toronto around 1:30 PM, hoping to stay for my usual 8 hours. I was a bit tired from my shift work at a contract job for August. But I knew that I wanted to rim and fuck boycunts and suck younger cock. At first, it was slow. No much action. Then in the front, large gloryhole-dark space large groups of men showed up. Some lucky bottom was being fucked. I got to fuck several younger guys bare. No questions asked about status or name. Just good ol' bb fun! In this area I got to rim, suck cock, and fuck raw. One guy was being fucked on the bench there. I got to fuck his juicy boycunt. This bottom moaned his delight. Another bottom was on the other side. I switched guys and slid my hard dick into his ass. His ass muscles began to milk my cock, and it never fails, in about 5 mins. I rewarded his cunt with my saved load. He kissed me to thank me. It was so dark, I never did see his face. All I knew that he was younger than me and I was more than happy to provide his hole with an anonymous cumshot. Only 4 hours today -- but I had a lot of fun rimming ass, sucking cock, and bb fucking. What more can a voyeur-explorer barebacker like me ask for? I can add any Sunday afternoon/evening to a regular Friday/Saturday night at Steamworks Toronto. These are the best days and times for bb sex there.

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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.

After all the hard work last week with the harvest we had a great party yesterday ... plenty to eat and drink (see pics) and a hole range of parTy games (pics later in the week after we've fully returned to earth)

Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Two I watched Dad slide up and down the uncut cock. His hairy leg muscles flexing as he moved. I slowly stroked my cock as I watched Dad fuck himself. “Son, that was about a year later. I was pretty open then with Zane. I told him about you, about your hobbies of stroking to porn, daddy son role-play porn, bareback porn and your spying on your Daddy” My cheeks went flush with embarrassment, yet my cock hardened knowing this. “Yeah last year he brought me a pair of your underwear, I sniff those as I fucked your Daddy” Zane said. “He perved on your ass for years, but he had to wait until you were of age” Daddy said, I just watched my Dad fuck himself on the cock that I just rode and got a load out of. A load that came from the balls of the man that converted my Dad. It was so fucking hot. Dad’s cock just bounced as he slide up and down that big uncut cock. “Did you jack that cock while you were spying on your Daddy,” Zane asked me. “Yeah, I shot my loads all over the hall floor right outside Dad’s room. I used to watch him stroke off, suck cock and fuck” “You nasty little perv” Dad said laughing. His cock looked as if it got harder when he found out about what I saw spying on him. “Damn Drew, your ass still feels amazing, even after all cocks over the years” Zane said, then turned to me and asked, “You had it yet, boy?” “Can’t have it until he joins to club officially” Dad said. I looked away from Zane and my Dad. “Something tells me the boy has fucked Daddy” Zane said. Dad was speeding up his fucking himself, causing his cock to jump faster, pre-cum was leaking out, smearing all over Zane’s stomach. “That true, boy” Daddy asked? I just shook my head, and then slowly smiled. “When” “In the cabin yesterday, you were eating a man’s ass, Brent and I switched places. He rode your cock and I fucked your hole. Shot my load in there too. I didn’t want to get into trouble, so I moved quickly and joined the fucking on the floor” “You little shit” Dad said as his cock erupted all over Zane’s chest and stomach. Moaning loudly, still fucking his hole on Zane’s cock. “Daddy gets off knowing his boy has breed his hole” Zane said, “and so do I” He pushed his body up, trying to push is cock deeper and deeper into Dad’s hole. His face got all tense and his body stiffened. 
 “pozzing your hole again Drew as your boy watches” he yelled, making those around the pool look our way. After a few moments, his body relaxed and dropped back down on to the lounge. “Clean him son” Dad said. I got up, bent over and began to run my tongue all over his chest and stomach, licking and slurping up Dad’s load. Once his body was clean I wrapped my lips around Dad’s cock and started to suck and clean it. Zane’s hands pushed on the back of my head driving me forward, sucking more and more of Dad’s cock into my mouth. Dad was still hard, even after shooting his load all over Zane. Dad pulled me off his cock and stood up, I watch Zane’s uncut cock and some cum drop out of Dad’s hole. I instantly want to it and began licking the cum up, then engulfed Zane’s soft cock. Sticking my tongue into the foreskin to get some of Dad’s ass juice and cum that was hiding inside. Dad moved around me and slid his cock into my hole. “Marry those strains Drew” Zane said. Dad’s big cock felt good in my hole. My cock hung hard between my legs. I knew that the other men around the pool were watching. I don’t know what turned me on more, knowing it was Dad’s cock fucking my hole or the men watching me. “Your boy gets really hard when you have you dick up his ass Drew” Zane said. I just moaned as I sucked on Zane’s growing cock. I was taking it all the way down my throat as Dad pounded my hole. His balls slapped against my ass. I was moaning deep as I slide my mouth up and down on Zane’s cock. I could see men starting to gather around us, stroking their cocks. “Is your boy’s hole open for business” one of the men asked. “Always, he won’t refuse any cock” Dad responded, pumping his cock in and out of my ass harder. “Save those loads for his hole men” Zane said, “Save them for his hole” Dad’s breathing became fast, he was really turned on by the thought of other men using my hole and dumping their loads. His cock was thickening as it worked in and out of my hole. I could feel some of Zane’s load slowly running down from my hole, heading to my balls. Dad grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back against him, causing me to drop Zane’s cock out of my mouth. His cock jumped and pulsed in my hole as he shot his load in deep. As his climax slowly subsided, he began to pump in and out of my hole, slowly moving his cock in and out. “Mix those strains Drew” Zane said. The cocks were leaking pre-cum as the men watched me get bred by my Dad. He slowly pulled out as I squeezed my hole around his exiting cock. I watched Dad move to the side of Zane’s head and put his cock into his mouth. He sucked eagerly, tasting his load, Dad’s load and my boy pussy. “He’s open for business men,” Dad said, “fill him up and send him home”

Had this afternoon off so I headed to the local baths, hoping dudes getting off work at 3, or starting the weekend early like me would show up. The place was dead for the first half hour or so, but then a young guy in his 20s with a tight bod, dark trail, sexy goatee, and an awesome tat showed up. He said hey as he walked by on his way to a room, and I was hoping we could connect. He was so my type! A while later, after cruising around for a while, I could hear someone going at it in another aisle of rooms, so I went to check it out. Sure enough, it was the young dude in a room with the door open. He was going down on an older muscle dad. Just my luck! i let myself in to join them and the top waves me in. Sweet! He obviously likes getting head, cuz he motioned to his cock and nodded, as if to say, "get started." It was hot to pass his cock back and forth with the inked kid. He was so hot--tight bod, nice definition, cute scruffy face, hairy legs, and a long thin cock that was rock hard. it wasn't long before he whispered in my ear while we were sharing the older dude's cock, "lets go to your room." I felt bad for the daddy--we've all been there when two younger guys discover each other in a group and then peel off. in my room, I got to taste his cock. Salty with precum. And his pits were like poppers, all warm and musky, just the way I like them. When he stood up to switch positions, I couldn't miss a big biohazard tat on his leg. Fuck. I just hadn't seen it before. And by the time he asked if he could fuck me, I was so fuckin boned, there was no way I wasn't gonna feel him inside. He tried using a rubber at first, but said he couldn't stay hard with it. So in he went. Hard. Poz, Smokin hot and sexy AF. I never even hesitated.

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

Was never molested that I know of though i discovered masturbation at age 7. I knew what i wanted when i looked at a guy even though I didn't understand it yet. When I was 15 I had my first experience with a guy and I was a slut from that moment on. Masculine intimacy is the most amazing sexual pleasure there is. I just wish I had started younger than I did.

I'm sitting here, glowing and beaming with TWO big loads up the ass. Not to brag but I put on a star performance and the dude (whose name I still don't know - big turn-on, the no-name' -for now- anon scene) was the giver of these definitely poz loads! So JUST ONE DUDE, but two loads. He was open to 'keep going' but two hours of RUTTING my latter-day-slut-hole has left me with an adequately violated and used, thoroughly SPERMED sensation. I intend to keep that jizz until it is absorbed, the way total champs like to do. I'm getting more bold and daring, with 'coaching' by my peers on here... So I joined this site just a few months ago and I realized (after reading how WILD other guys are) I could afford to PUMP UP THE VOLUME and pursue sex a lot more aggressively than I have over the years. Being a 'serial monogamist' didn't help but my man and I signing a peace treaty after I caught him cheating (with hardcore fuckers in cyber-space, and I assume... IN THE FLESH) was a first step. Until 3 years ago 'grindr' and 'scruff' were 'no-go' for me, during what had become a quasi asexual BORING routine of traditional bliss. But after I saw his lurid exchanges with random strangers I made him INSTALL THE SEX APPS for me. Told him: "we will both hunt for dick and don't get pissed if I do better than you!" So let's say: we treat fucking as a sport! No safety nets, no saddles, no 'protection', no rubbers, no shame, no inhibitions and no more fear! Being 'on stage' taking random raw cock at a local sex-party venue this last Friday was thoroughly and honestly condoned and encouraged by my man. This weekend he just wanted to go to bed early (while his man was getting RAW DICK from anon strangers) He is cool with that! What good sport he is! I always give him 'blow-by-blow' descriptions of the actions, the players, the scores and the tallies. I expect the same from him! Well I can't lie: I only had two thick cocks in me (on Friday) to bust their nuts. But for that half hour with blind-folds on, brand-new ADIDAS-sneakers and ass up in the air and the ass-open but fashionable leather harness on, open with NO PROTECTION to the anon elements was a super-thrill! I felt some of the less timid guys who were milling about trying to reach into my candy-jar!!! Licking their chops and feeling the jizz I guess. But I'm still way too tight for such loose conduct and anything bigger than a huge cock to go in. My pussy clams up with a prehensile gripper! And few of those unseen, anon players wanted to be in the lime-light like my stripper buddy and me. Just a quick grope at the wild boys and back to the darkness they went! Really kinda a let-down... too many fucking lurkers at this particular venue. So I'm in chat here earlier talking to muscledhorse I guess and a few others who are shamelessly exhibitionist and promiscuous, the way I aspire to be... and a few of my new followers got me fired up with private messages to basically "GO GET'EM TIGER!" So I was firing on all guns that have worked for me in the past: grindr. Barebackrt and Facebook even. The latter has a substantial proportion of my friends who I have played with raw or who by 'association' I know are part of 'team BBBH'. There are several who I had an appetite for, but once again couldn't close the deal. Dammit! BBRT was kinda lame today but my 'raw-sex' hinting new profile on Grindr brought a few risk-loving boys to the yard, eager to share RAW MILK shakes. So a sexy black guy came through, lanky, very smooth with scruffy facial hair, very well-spoken and SMOOTH all over. A delicacy for me. I got excited enough to promptly stick my cock in him and he was a natural. But no... I WANT HIS GORGEOUS COCK!!! "OKAY, he said and went to town... let's see, about 5 now... he got here at 2.30 and we hit it off, right off the bat. We must have fucked for almost two solid hours! And my ass feels like I could take more!!! (late convert, you know?!) Him fucking and me talking about 'skin-on-skin' 'fucking raw' and wanting his poz cum. Yeah, that far we went even before in our lurid chat on grindr. So he fucked me from the back, in the living-room. Then flipped me over, hell yeah he went to town. OH I almost forgot: neither one of us required any lube. Not even sure if he used a bit of spit to prime the pumping, but off we were in the zone. He nutted like a bull as he announced: "READY? Ready for my load!!" Hell yeah and my slut-gripper pussy milked him like a satyr from the x-rated ancient stories. Oh and I have never had a black guy, a really black one, just a couple sexy Yamocha dudes over the years. I had him take pictures of him fucking me, close-ups, but really only two came up later. He was too anxious to fuck; in the bed now backwards, frontwards, side ways... he rutted my hole and he was worried! 'Does it hurt you? Should I stop??" Hell no keep going... nipple-play, dirty talking and fucking and nipple-play! Told him I'll take him to sex-parties and have him breed my man! Told him we need to out 'other barebackers' to each other when we see each other 'at the bars' with our prospective friends;. Bring up the numbers in our circle of bb-bros! He was all up for it. Then we took a short break from fucking. I love looking at a sexy long, cut dick slung lazily against a dude's legs. I told him about bbrt and he had never heard. I helped him install his new profile and I looked earlier and his pic is waiting for approval... I said there is another site (breedingzone) you might want to check out... but let's GET BACK TO FUCKING. Sucked his nipples to get the sexy-slung boner back up to assault weapon status. He is hard-wired nipples-to-dick like me. All that lascivious, promiscuous talk excited him too! "Okay, sit on my dick!" he said as he laid back with a devilish smirk. Oh that is my favorite and I impaled myself like only a raw-riding satyr would on a Minotaur's cock. I promptly broke into a steady pace until I slowed down, worried I might bend his cock or overdue it the way one of my man's stud-muffins acted last time I rode his cock, apparently too painfully hard for him, evil and aggressive like a thief... I was fine then but that dude was 'ouch' - he had me get off and lay back like a bitch instead and performed to full conclusion without a hitch. But TODAY, the newbie and I had the rhythm down from the get-go. I apparently hit his FAVORITE stride, my ass hungrily clenching his cock, my fingers playing with his nipples and riding raw with no sense of shame or flinching! Ten second tops and that second load of his was balls-deep up my aspiring cum-dumpster man-cunt! I put on a damn good show! He was a satisfied customer (as I like to call it) TWO LOADS!!! In me now! My hands are sweating and I'm tingling at another once-forbidden, lascivious, raw fantasy cum true!!!! Hell yeah!

I haven't posted for quite a while on this thread but I need to.... So yesterday I went in to my local STD clinic for my routine check up. I waited a while as they had forgotten about me. Then a guy came out to say Have you been seen yet? Nope, not yet, I replied. He took my file to a room and in less than a minute another guy came out and called my name. I went in to his little office, noticed he was sort of checking me out. He got me to go get the blood tests and to do the swabs and said he would do the questionnaire after I came back which I thought was odd and opposite. Did all that, came back and we chatted. He asked the usual questions and when I said oh I only gutted fucked BB, he asked where. I said at parties or grindr or sex clubs or living where I do I really only have to open my door, to which he replied, I hope I'll be invited in when I walk down your street..... He was so cute too, so I said so, he leaned over and started to kiss me. I kissed back and I presume when he got up he locked his door but to be honest I didn't notice. One thing led to another and all of a sudden I was on my knees sucking his pretty impressive thick dick. I thought, OK, he'll blow down my throat so I said, I hope you breed me sometime to which he replied, I'm gonna breed you now.... I was like, I'm not sure I'm "ready" for that and he told me to shut up, got me up and pulled my pants down and had me lean over his desk. He lapped up at my hole for a while and jacked himself off and I made note not to make a sound as I really wanted to moan. He tried then to fuck me but because of being nervous I was too tight and told him to get some lube. He used spit instead and still I couldn't take him so he then grabbed some lube a from his bowl of lube and condoms and he pushed in and filled me up to the hilt. He fucked a little too hard since I wasn't relaxed (and didn't have my poppers) and kept ramming onto my second hole, so I kept raising up to make it easier and he kept pushing me down so he could get further in (bad bottom I know). I could feel cold sweats on my back and my heart was racing. I kept thinking I hope the door is locked. After about 10 minutes I relaxed into his fucking a little more and he kept ramming into my second hole and finally pushed in and then he unloaded. First a little as I felt him tense up and throb. Then he fucked me for another minute and he then came hard. As he withdrew, I looked to make sure I was clean, thankfully all was ok, lol. I told him I should see him when I go back for more tests and should come more frequently to which he replied, you can always request me and it never hurts to check all the time since you like getting loaded.... I'll be back for sure, took his card.... That was a total surprise for the day and I was trying not to smile completely like a cheshire cat walking out of the clinic...... Kept those puppies in me all day too.

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Must be a law of nature. I was curious about crossdressing and would go to bars with panties and bra under my clothes just for the thrill. Well that got me into trouble. I was in a dive bar in Denver and was approached by a big black guy. He was nice, bought me a few drinks and we talked. I let it slip that I was wearing panties and it must have suggested something to him. I woke up on a bed in what I assume was a seedy hotel being raped by some black man I'd never seen, and four others watching. I must have been raped a few times by then because my hole was numb. He dumped his load and another started in on me, while another forced his huge black cock into my mouth. I was terrified and humiliated at what was happening, all because I liked to wear panties. Well this went on for hours, they shot me up with what I think was heroin, and after that I drifted in and out of consciousness. This all started on a Friday night, I woke up behind a dumpster in an alley on sunday morning with just my bra on, being raped by some crack head. I was able to get a pair of filthy pants and a t shirt but had to suck another bums cock for it. Made it home. I was scared to death for weeks about maybeing having gotten AIDS, but fantasized continuously about being used like that again. After a few months I got tested, yep, POZ. I now go to arcades and theatres dressed like a slut and suck any cock I can and love it. When they want to fuck me, I tell them I'm poz. Surprised by how many don't care and still BB me. The law of nature? That when a Black Man rapes a white boy, he turns into a faggot whore.

According to the law, I guess it would be considered molestation. But, for the most part, I was a willing participant. A neighbor, (my best friends alcoholic fireman father) started having me suck his cock when I was 8 year old. I did it until I was 12 years old. I started off sucking him off out of fear. He caught me playing with my cock, looking at a Playboy magazine, in the bushes of his yard (in what we had kind of carved out an area to be our "fort or hut"). He was the only one home at the moment. His wife and son were out shopping or something. He dragged me down his basement and threatened to tell my Mormon parents what I was doing, unless I put my mouth on his cock. I had never seen an adult's cock before. And I had never seen a cock hard before. I was completely fascinated by it. I remembered it was very long, very thick and cut. He was a dark complexioned Italian guy. And was a very hairy man. He was an alcoholic and could get quite violent when he was drunk. We were all frightened of his temper. I could tell he had been drinking. And I didn't want to get him mad. And I didn't want him to tell my conservative parents. Even at the age of 8, I kind of had some idea that I liked boys instead of girls. Even though I was afraid of my friend's Dad, I also found him to be really sexy. He was a fireman. He was tall, muscular, a big athletic, muscular guy. Very handsome, with dark curly hair. And his muscular chest was covered with a thick carpet of hair. This first time, he just opened his pants and had me try to suck and lick his cock. He ended up jacking off into my mouth. But as I got better at sucking him, he would cum directly into my mouth. He tried to fuck me a few times. But, I could never take his cock up into me. He didn't force me to take his dick in my ass, because he was afraid I'd make too much noise because it hurt too much. So, for the most part, I just sucked him off. He eventually would get naked. I would worship his sexy chest. Suck and lick his cock and balls. And he taught me to eat his ass. At age 12, his wife found out he was molesting not only me, but some other kids in the neighborhood. Both boys and girls. She put a stop to it. But, she never told anyone else about it. So, the sex stopped with him.

My stepdad thought I was needing to start taking dick when I was 8, teaching me to suck his and then other friends of his (in Alaska) who were straight, family fishermen. I got really good at that and then on my 10th birthday, was fucked and my stepdad made sure that continued for a long time. My mom was gone, she left my stepdad and asked me to stay with him, given we were such good friends. They divorced and my stepdad ended up with the judgement thanks to my mom not contesting my staying with stepdad. I wanted that to happen that way. Stepdad and I were enjoying a daily sexual life that was very exciting to me as a kid, no pants or underwear allowed in the house, I sleep naked on my stomach, I suck dick in truck at all times when we're driving somewhere, I make myself available to stepdad's friends at all times...and a few other things, all of which were ok by me.. I enjoyed doing all of it with my stepdad. I don't think a big part of my life is because that happened when I was young, the only thing that carried across was probably being submissive more than not and automatically doing what another guy wants rather than my thoughts on the subject.. other than that, my libido and all is just fine for having gone thru that when I was young..

Just make sure the dog doesn't try to pull out before the knot goes down. Have the owner/trainer ready to prevent that. I took the German Shepard's knot. I'd do it again but the owner moved away. I have never felt so full.