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Safe Sex Only Advertisement (Part 1) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** My friends and I met on a friday night in one of those gay leather bars. We knew each other for quite a while and were comfortable with us being positive through and through. It was for us quite a sport to convert innocent guys, but times are rough with all the prep around. And all of a sudden Brian ‘happened’. Brian was a cute blonde angelic twink, who had the goal to prevent other guys from practicing unsafe sex. The night he came to our table, he greeted us friendly and asked if we would enjoy the evening. Probably all of us got an instant hard-on. There he appeared, like an angel on the borderline to hell and we were sitting in the shadows, lurking for his innocence. Of course we asked him for which organization he volunteered. ‘None’ was his answer. That made us curious and so we started our conversation which led Brian to take a seat at our table and tell us about his story. After introducing ourselves we moved on. “So…. Brian. It is interesting to meet you. I mean such a young guy working on such an important subject is not so usual” Brian beamed and was willing to tell us about his reasons. “I didn’t come out to my parents yet. I mean… with 18 I just didn’t find the right moment to open up.” We nodded understandingly getting probably wet spots on our jeans from our leaking dicks already. “Then I met another guy on a chat. That was a year ago, but he used me only and since we had bareback sex I was very scared about HIV and stuff” he continued. “Understandable and so grown-up” “I see it as my duty to the gay community to warn them about the risks of getting stuff you know?” he blabbered. “Of course it is” we agreed wholeheartedly. I could see all my chaps were already in the hunting mode. It was our time to make the next move now and so I opened with a made-up story about an advertising company who was looking for male models, to star in an HIV commercial. He listened to my lies – in which we had found a twink-model, but that the guy turned out to be positive and since we would record dangerous scenes it was not justified to endanger our other active participants. We had to fire this guy and so the big deal was off and we would probably lose our jobs by the end of next week. “Why? I mean it is not your fault that your star was sick.” “But our bosses won’t care if we are guilty or not. They want to see results. It is a tough business…” we expressed with sad eyes. “Hey…. aaaaw… forget it” a pal of mine (Mark) interfered. “What is it?” the little angel wanted to know. “You would be ideal for the role of the innocent twink. You look young and would fit into age gap we want to reach with the advertisement” he explained. It was only one way he could react and that was with a polite rejection. “That’s too bad – see you could safe some of your twink friends with this add, instead of coming to bars or clubs. I bet people try to hit on you. You know what I mean? Your issue is so honorable and still there are so many guys out here who try to get into your pants. With this add it would be different you know? Yeah – they would see your cute face of course, but they would see the message behind it” Then he revealed his true problem. Since he wasn’t out of the closet, he was scared his parents or neighbors or probably his friends would see this. That was the reason he was scared about mostly. “Uhm… we work for an international advertising company with a european branch” and we explained to him, that this spot was only for the european market. We assured him, that it wouldn’t be shown in the US. “It won’t be even shown on the internet, only in certain cinemas in the opening credits, because of its open sexual content.” another friend of mine (Oliver) explained. “But we are dealing with a serious subject here” I added. “Guys… guys… our other models are gone too. The active studs – remember?” the third pal (Morton) mentioned. “Damn he is right… although, we could take the part. We are active and well hung and we are all negative” With that I assured him again we would be healthy and all over nine inches. “Our company would pay you and your time of course. The checks could be payable to you. All we need is your address and last name. We would handle the rest then. “Uhm… how much would I get…. if I am willing to participate in the educational spot” Brian asked and was obviously ashamed of bringing the subject of payment to the table. “Depends on how long we work on you and how much you are willing to do – we could explain that all to you, but only if you are actually interested” I told him. Of course he understood, that it would be a waste of time explaining all this, if he wouldn’t want to do it anyway and so he signaled to us, that he would love to a part in this advertisement. That was a great offer and after some exchange we welcomed him happily on our team. “What do I have to do?” he asked innocently. “Well – we need two days for this shoot. First we would film all the risky scenes, the bareback and stuff” we explained. “Bareback? No way! That is way too dangerous.” he revolted. We had to realize, that we didn’t have a young and good looking twink at our table, but also a stupid one and so it was necessary to get him back where he belonged. On our POZ cocks. “Actually our company requires an HIV and STD test every four weeks. You are the high risk factor here. You are young and attractive – it is highly possible, that you are sick already!” “No way – I had only one boyfriend and he was the only one getting into me without a condom. And since we broke up, I waited my share of time and made a test and it came out negative.” Brian answered. “See – and that is why, we are willing to take the risk with you, since we are totally positive about being healthy too” I confused him. “Do you guys have a studio?” he asked. The little brat caught us but Tim came to our rescue. “Our budget is big enough to rent a studio but our clients in europe want the spot as real as possible – so we wanted to start with some shoots here in the bar and then in a cheap hotel down the street. Only if it looks authentic, people will probably recognize the scheme and avoid this situation in future.” Brian nodded understandingly and mentioned that there are so many dangerous places around to be fucked up with HIV. “There are so many filthy toilets or guys get infected because the fuck around in a back seat of a car” he added. We agreed on that and discussed if we should do some sequels on the toilets but Morton argued against it. He brought us back to our client’s wishes (a lie: there was no client) and said it had to be a casual meeting between a boy slut and some POZ studs. “Too bad we only got our high definition mobile cams with us (a lie: we referred to the cams of our mobile phones). Our other gear is in our hotel and this is on the other side of the town. Those mobile cams are property of our company and they are really good” we fabricated but Brian believed every word we said by now. Almost like old friends we ordered him a beer and clinked glasses. He refused at first, since he didn’t like alcohol at all, but we convinced him to drink with us. In the end we had something to celebrate. He asked us to be kind to him. He had no experience with being an actor. “Of course – and remember it is all a reference to dangerous sex acts. We will penetrate you of course, but we are not shooting a porn movie or so. It will be still tasteful and show only the hint of risky behavior. If the scenes are too much hardcore after all, they will be edited anyways. So don’t worry about it.” We would explain every scene to him before shooting it. It was only important for him to know, that on the first night we would record the scheduled ‘unsafe’ scenes and on the other night we would do the ‘safe’ scenes and the contract between him and our fake company would be signed. The second night would never happen though. After another glass of whiskey, we decided it was time to set off. Brian was a little bit tipsy and as we left the bar, two of us helped Brian to walk straight. It was a funny sight. He looked so small and thin. His 5.4 foot and our over 6 foot tall bodies would make a nice contrast. I couldn’t wait to shoot my toxic load into his small and tight ass…

Part 6 The next day I was back in the office. It was a quiet morning and I wasn't sure if the VP had reported back to my boss the events of yesterday’s meeting or what. I had not heard from him all morning, so I concentrated on my work. I had just sat down after returning from lunch, a liquid one just in case, when my phone rang. Picking up the phone, I hadn't even answered with a hello when I heard my boss' voice bellow “My office, NOW!” I jumped. I moved quickly to my boss’s door and knocked. Then waited. “Come,” my boss' voice answered from the other side. Opening the door, I found not only my boss but the fucking VP who had pozzed my hole yesterday evening. “Sit.” I shut the door and moved to the guest chair. “Mr. Meeks has filled me in on your meeting. While he complimented your hole, your attitude was an issue.” “I’m sorry, Sir. I wasn’t sure how I should be. I had never met you, Mr. Meeks, and I apologize. I hope you give me an opportunity to correct my attitude.” “I will use that hole again,” Mr. Meeks replied. I was glad to hear that he wanted to fuck me again. I didn't want to fuck-up this whole special project. “It has been brought to my attention that one of our high asset clients will be in the area tomorrow night. I will be sending you to him as a gift from our company,” my boss said. My cock twitched in my pants and start to leak. I could already feel the cock in my hole. I wanted it. I could feel the pre-cum flowing out of my piss slit as I listen to them pass on the information I needed for the client. Mr. Meeks occasionally adjusted his crotch in his dress pants, while he was standing next to my boss. Their instructions were not hard, just had to act some, but that would be easy. My boss rose from his chair behind his desk, revealing his hard cock sticking out of the fly of his suit pants. It was semi hard. “Remember, we have a meeting Friday night,” he cautioned. “Yes, Sir." He grabbed his cock and tucked it back into his fly, then zipped up. The next day I got the info and set out to meet the client, arriving at his hotel at 4:45 and making my way up to the fifteenth floor. Taking a deep breath I knocked on his door. It was just a moment later he answered it. “Good evening, I am Kent. Mr. Meeks and Mr. Troy sent me.” “Oh yes, yes, please come in,” a voice answered. Once inside, I made my way to the middle of the room and turned to face him. He was about six-four, solid man. He had red hair and was a bit pale. He was only dressed in a white robe, tied closed around his body. “Please make yourself comfortable,” he invited. I removed my shoes and socks first as he stood there watching me. I began to unbutton my shirt and remove it next. I undid my jeans and dropped them to the floor. After stepping out of them I was completely naked. I stood there watching him, remarking “This is way more comfortable,” rubbing my hand across my chest. His hands went to the ties of his robe and undid it. I watch the robe open exposing his naked body underneath. He was completely smooth except of a small patch of red fur just above the base of his cock. To the right of it was a scorpion tattoo. He removed his robe and threw it on the floor next to the door. “I like your scorpion tattoo, so you are a Scorpio?”I said, playing dumb. “Something like that,” he replied. I moved over to him and dropped to my knees. His hardening cock was right in front of me, slowly growing outwards from his body. “I only play safe” I said to him right before I put his cock head in my mouth. “Me too,” he replied with a smirk. I slowly slid my mouth down the shaft of his thick cock. I slowly back off his cock, just to slid it back into my mouth. I could hear him moaning as I sucked his cock. I reached back and started to play with my hole, running my finger around it, then sliding it in. “Oh yeah, finger that pussy,” he moaned. I continued to suck his cock and finger my hole. I slid another finger in my hole, stretching it a bit. “Let’s get you on the bed and have some fun,” he suggested as he withdrew his cock from my mouth and stepped back, helping me to my feet and onto his bed, where he placed me in a kneeling position, my knees almost on the edge of the bed. He disappeared into the bath room, bringing back with him two condoms. I listened to him open the package of one condom. He slipped it onto his hard cock. I could hear the condom snap a couple of times. “It’s okay, just pulling to tip out a bit, so there is room for my load inside it.” I smiled, I knew what he was really doing. He was trying to rip the condom a bit so it broke as he fucked me. He snapped the condom again. “Got it right where I want it.” He knelt down and started to eat my hole. His tongue pushed in my hole some. He then pulled his face back and spit on my hole. He quickly stood and pushed the head of his cock against my hole. I pushed my hole out and his cock slid into me, very slowly. He then pulled out his cock and jacked it, pulling back the condom, stretching it a bit more on his cock. Again he lined up his cock and pushed into me, this time sliding in balls-deep, and staying there. “Sweet hole,” he murmured. I pushed back against him, pressing my ass against his crotch. He gripped my hips and started to slowly move back and forth, his cock slowly moving in and out. He was pulling his cock out until his head was just in then sliding back in. I reached back while his cock was almost out and touched it, making sure the condom was still on. “It’s still there my friend,” he remarked, adding “no fucking with out them." He picked up speed and was now thrusting faster and harder. He was moaning as he pushed into me. His balls were swinging as he fucked me. He pulled out for a moment and then slammed his cock back into my hole with such force I fell forward on the bed. His body followed mine and he was now on top of me, raising his hips up and down driving his cock in and out. “Oh fuck, your hole is amazing,” he said, “even through the condom, it’s like velvet.” “Yeah fuck me, fuck me hard,” I exclaimed with genuine pleasure. He continued to pound my hole, harder and faster. Abruptly, however, he stopped, explaining “I think the condom just broke. I won't fuck you anymore - unless you want me to.” “Please keep going, but promise to pull out before cumming and shoot your load on my back.” “Are you sure” he said, “I'm disease free.” “Yes.” He continued to fuck me harder and harder, his breathing became quick and shallow. “Oh, fuck, I'm gonna cum!” he exclaimed. “Pull out and shoot,” I ordered. “Oh, shit, it’s too late! I've already squirted some in your hole,” he said. “Pull out” I yelled. He pulled out and I felt another shot hit my hole, then he pushed back in. “Oh fuck, I am back in your hole,” he acknowledged. “Take it out, please,” I begged. “I shot my load in your hole” he answered. “I’m so sorry/” He was pushing his cock deep in me, slowly pumping it as if he was milking the last of his cum out of his shaft. He slowly pulled his cock out. I turned quickly and saw the broken condom on his softening cock. He pulled it off. “I’m sorry my friend” he said, “I don’t know what happened.” “It’s okay.” “I am disease free,” he repeated. I just nodded. “In light of the situation, I think our meeting is complete for the night. I will pass on to your bosses that I enjoyed the meeting, even with the accident that took place.” “Thank you” I said, as I moved to redress. I quickly put on my pants, socks and shoes. He watched me from the bed where he was sitting. His legs were wide open and his cock and balls were hanging. “I really do like your tattoo” I said, putting on my shirt and starting to button it. Once it I was dressed, I tucked my shirt into my pants. That’s when I felt the note I was to give the client. “Oh I forgot to give this to you” I said handing him the note. I checked for my keys and I left the room, heading back where I parked my car. When I got there, I fished my cell out. I noticed a text from a blocked number, strange because I didn’t know you could send that way. “I lied” it read, “I shot a high viral load filled cum wad in your hole.” I just laughed a little, then another message came through. “Enjoy it while you can, fucker.’

I sat there in what most would consider a sleazy motel room waiting for my appointment to arrive, it wouldn’t take long maybe an hour, unless he was really hot and our chemistry clicked. I looked over to the wall clock, it read 10:15, he was late I checked my phone, no message, I was about to open the browser and schedule another when his text came through C: “sorry sir my bus was late, please wait for me, be there in five minutes” M: “ok but not another minute later or you go without” C: “yes sir, getting off the bus now, running for your location” I had purposely selected a Motel off the beaten path, as I liked my privacy and my clients were a special bred. I checked my phone again, 10:17 pm September 19th 2028, just warm enough out to make the boy sweat a little and be musky. It was just over 10 years since the turmoil when a minority elected a faux leader who would pit citizen against citizen, race against race, rich against poor and middle class. It was a turbulent time and the nation was finally beginning to heal from the wounds afflicted. It was also a time of discovery and progress, a time to rejoice the medical breakthroughs which would lead to a different kind of turmoil. I was just a teen when the political strife occurred but shortly after my 18th birthday I got infected with the gift that keeps on giving. I came late to the HIV scene and was one of the new epidemic as they called it. What the authorities didn’t know is I sought out my gifter and willing got impregnated with his virus, it was after the country had had enough and I didn’t think I had much to live for anyway, I choose not to take meds and slowly progressed towards AIDS, I had no respect for those who I had sex with or didn’t think I was desirable, I don’t know why I did it other than low self-esteem and not being able to see a bright future, I guess you could say I didn’t give a flying fuck. Then as the turmoil was ending and the healing process of joining the different factions together a breakthrough in HIV research was announced, through clinical trials they were able to Cure 95% of the participants and the remaining 5% remained stable without any further anti-retroviral drugs, although they still showed antibodies present and active RNA of the bug in their system it was not progressing beyond just replacing itself, not spreading. The country celebrated that the epidemic could now come to a close, and all those infected could be immunized and Cured. I had found it hard enough to find someone who was willing to fuck the virus into me, with so many of those infected on medications and undetectable, just as he had difficulties finding a willing recipient, with so many of men having sex with men on Prep, and the rest requiring condoms, bugchasers were hard to cum by, even in metropolitan areas. Now the government was promising to cure anyone who had been infected, it would be next to impossible to find gifters for those who like me had a twisted mindset, and wanted the virus to live on. By my early 20’s due to my failing health I was on public assistance and was required to go get immunized so that I might be cured. The whole time I was thinking what the fuck I fought so hard to get the virus and now they were taking it away with just a shot or two, fuck , fuck FUCK, what was I to do? I had connected up with a group who routinely had Pozzing parties, for what few Bugchasers who were willing to come out of the darkness into the light of the Poz Brotherhood, so after I was immunized I headed over and took as many high viral loads as there were cocks hard enough to fuck me, many like me who had sought out the bug continued chasing trying to gather new strains and other virus’s. and we were equally willing to fuck some Negative holes to keep the bug growing. I think I took 10 loads of highly infectious bug seed that day and went home with my 22 year old hole dripping with toxic seed, HIV, HPV, gonorrhea, and syphilis, with a little chlamydia thrown in. I would be dripping and sore for days as the various bugs fought back against the CURE. Days later I was sicker than a dog, I hadn’t had the flu this bad since my seroconversion four years earlier. I became dehydrated, nauseous and had aches all over my body, the night sweats were epic and the fever would bounce around between 99 and 104. I was also so weak I barely was able to get out of bed, yet my cock was constantly rising to the occasion, when my friends would come over to check up on me, give me sponge baths and feed me some nutrition I would end up making out with them and then breeding them with my new found libido or if they had me in the tub I’d drink their piss and present my empty hole to them so I could take on more loads, I was sick but extremely horny. After my bout of flu that lasted just under 2 weeks I began to feel better than I had in years, I had the energy of a teenager again, not to mention the libido, the wind would blow or a cute guy would walk by and my once shrunken phallus, due to the meds they forced me to use, to stay on assistance, would spring to life with a renewed vigor. Where I once was lucky to get it hard enough to breed a guy at around 6 inches was back to the 9 that I occasionally got in my teens, that and my cum loads were just as powerful as they were when I was pre HIV. Guys who I occasionally hooked up when during my AIDs diagnoses were constantly calling to get my big cock buried into their holes, many of them having taken the CURE as well, my doctors after 6 months told me while I was not free of the virus I was stable and no longer needed medications to keep me such. I had a renewed vigor and was soon working a relatively high paying job and became no longer eligible for assistance, I moved into a nice townhouse and started having hope in the future again as the country was beginning to heal from the turmoil. Then it happened one of my regular fuck buds stopped calling, and he disappeared, we had met up about a month ago, just before he called to say he was under the weather and cancelled one of our fuck sessions. I didn’t think it odd at the time but then more of my friends who gave me benefits stopped calling, seemingly disappearing from the radar.

Apologies for the long wait between stories, but work got in the way. For Finn the rest of the day dragged slowly, he was constantly hard thinking about meeting James and what he would do to him tonight and then there was Noah the work experience summer intern who was by far the best eye candy in his department. Finn had to keep going to the toilet to clean his pre-cum soaked underwear to try and keep the smell of cum from wafting around his desk, alerting his co-workers of his morning commute shenanigans. He imagined they kept looking at him, finding excuses for him to go to their desk or them to his, paranoia was exhausting and 5pm could not come fast enough. Eventually it was time to go and Finn was so damn horny he nipped to the toilets to brush his teeth, “Umm nice minty breath” he said out loud thinking he was by himself… ”You gotta date then?” It was Noah at the urinals and made Finn jump out of his skin. “Nnnno, just meeting a mate,” was his lame reply. “The same mate you enjoyed this morning?" asked Noah as he now faced Finn stoking his sizable dick hard going on to say. “You can’t kid a kidder mate, I’m a teenager so wank enough to know the smell of cum when I smell it, you lucky bugger.” Finn felt hot and clammy as his face blushed red, breathing hard he managed to spit out “I have to go or I’ll be late, see you tomorrow” and could not leave fast enough. He knew he was early, but needed the fresh air and to get away from any work buddies. He kept checking his watch, looking around searching for James and then when he glimpsed him he shyly looked away trying not to show his desperation. “Hi” said James as he purposely strode up to the now not so confident young Finn, giving him a mighty bear hug “Oh, Hi James” Finn managed to squeak, “I’m Finn by the way” Nervously Finn babbled away telling James his potted history barely stopping to breathe before adding he couldn’t take James home as he still lives with his mum and, “I’m not ‘out’ to her although she probably knows...." James, however didn't allow Fin to finish his thoughts and interrupted asking “So, you reckon we’re gonna fuck then?” Finn immediately blushed, wishing the ground could open up and swallow him as he realized from the startled look on the couple standing close by that they heard every word. “C’mon lets get a drink, there’s a good bar around the corner and then see where we go from there eh?” as he ushered Finn into one of the gay bars he owned with his partner, Jake. The dimly lit bar was packed with an array of businessmen and tourists, mostly watching the near naked go-go boys dancing for cash on the bar top. “Here, over there, it’s a quiet corner where we can talk, get to know each other a bit better, what d’ya want to drink?” “Vodka 'n' coke, please.” James ordered a triple vodka for Finn with a dribble of mixer, and a long soft drink for himself. Their conversation came easily as Finn cockily boasted he was an exclusive top, and James subtly telling Finn his flat was close by and they would be alone as his ‘flat mate’ was probably away on business. “We have a code. If our bedroom door is open then it’s free to come in, otherwise….c’mon drink up, you’re falling behind.” After their third drink Finn was no longer in control of his actions as James pulled him by the hand and guided through the bar and up the stairs to his spectacular high tech top floor flat. Finn had only seen places like this in style magazines, “Wow…thish ish amazing,” the wide-eyed boy uttered. Whilst drunkenly taking in the surroundings James grabbed Finn and spun him around and roughly kissed him. It felt amazing their tongues intertwining hands moving up and down bodies, his hands got under Finn’s shirt brushed and tweaked both Finn’s nipples and worked his way down to his floppy alcohol affected limp dick. James popped open the top button on Finn’s suit trouser and pulled down the zipper. Peeling off the trousers he pushed his hands into Finn’s underwear and cupped his ass as one finger brushed his hole. He broke off the kiss "Are you OK?" "Yesh...... I need thish" as James pulls off Finn’s shirt and the kid stumbles out of his pants and pulls off his socks to stand naked in front of his God. James is out of his clothes in a flash and grinds their bodies together all the while kissing until tired of this James pulls the jock's head to his crotch. Instinctively Finn drops to his knees licks the huge pierced cock he has only touched before and began to suck the hard flesh to 7” then 8 until the monster stretched further. As his cock rose to its full hardness, Finn pulls it out of his mouth, marveled at it and inquired "Hhhhow big ish that thing?" (in his alcohol fueled state Finn didn’t notice the faint trail of blood the sharp edge piercing had cut into his throat lining) "Ten inches. Think you can take it all?" Without saying another word Finn immediately dove back down on it, gagged, went for it again and sucked for all he was worth trying to get the whole thing in, but can’t manage it and gagged again with about three-quarters down his throat. While Finn was showing James his cock sucking skills he had no clue that before the night was through James, Jake and who knows how many customers were going to be sliding their raw, POZ cocks inside his neg ass filling him with multiple loads. In his drunken state Finn continued to try and stroke his cock hard still under the impression that James was the one who was going to get fucked this night. Finn’s frustration with his inability to get hard spilt out "FUCK! I'm so damn horny and I can't get fully hard!" James pulled Finn to his feet kissing him before guiding him onto his back on the bed then got between Finn's legs and began to suck his softish dick making Finn's head role from side to side as he moaned while enjoying the blow job yet still not being able to get completely hard. Whilst James had him distracted from the best blow job he could give Finn barely registered James was also scooping up the combined precum and saliva pouring out of his mouth and down to lube his fingers then transferring the slickness in a circling motion on Finn’s hole. It wasn't long before James eased a finger inside the youngster’s chute eliciting a deeper moan from the unsuspecting jock. From the conversation outside the train station James correctly guessed that Finn was a virgin as he felt the tightness of his ass on his invading finger. James took his time as he worked a second finger inside his victim. As one became two fingers breaching his opening and penetrating him, slowly, gently, easing inch after inch into his hole. Finn cried out his body quivered with the penetration until James managed to pull out from the nightstand a little brown bottle of poppers, “Here sniff these, it’ll help” and as if on auto-pilot Finn does as instructed with the desired effect of fumes and alcohol fogging the lad’s tension as James, in between Finn’s moans, could feel his hole begin to relax as a third finger was sucked in swiftly followed by a fourth…he had no clue he was but a few minutes away from becoming James’s cum dump. Finn kept thrusting his hips upwards trying to connect with James’s hole but without success and it was James’s rock-hard cock, leaking like a faucet covering its enormous length in slime that found Finn’s sensitive hole, the piercing caught on its target and pressed into the puckered opening...it brought Finn back to reality, eyes wide, frozen in the moment, he looked straight into James’s eyes as he leant forward, pressing Finn’s knees up and against his chest. “Oh fuck” is all Finn can say as the monster dick grinds against his ass for a minute and then stops on the mark again, momentarily waits then presses forward against the virgin hole, his cock head flared angry and red the prominent veins fully showing the blood engorged cock was ready for action. “I’ve never done this before” Finn admits. “I know…but you’re not saying no, though are you?” and as he says “No” James's cock easily slides inside him. Far from ramming home and fucking like a Jack Rabbit James took his time as he slowly worked all 10" inside Finn eliciting moans of pleasure. “You don’t mind taking it bareback do you?” There’s no reply just cooing sounds as the drunk is overwhelmed by the sheer full pleasure his ass and G Spot are receiving as this cock now repeatedly drove intensely against and over Finn’s prostate. Finn was in HEAVEN feeling as though he was floating above watching the experience. James fucked in long slow strokes, strokes he could do all night, pumping his cock through the tight ring of Finn’s hole and sinking his evil piercing into his soft hot tunnel and oh so slowly pushes into his hole over and over and over until he felt Finn's hole loosen, his ability to slide into him grow easier and he began to fuck harder, to swing his hips faster and Finn took it, the tearing burning sensation he guessed was from taking his first ever cock, soon he was moaning and grunting with every deep thrust up into him. James was clearly enjoying himself, "DAMN! Your ass feels nice and tight” as he looked down as his cock slid in and out began to fuck with more purpose slamming into the hilt and back again over and over as Finn winced at the pain but eventually adjusted and began to writhe in ecstasy. “Ooops! Look like I got carried away and tore you up a bit…there’s blood on my cock, don’t worry you’re not the first, it won’t kill you.” and yanked one of Finn's hands and held it to his own hole as he stared into the jock's eyes. "Feel how my bare hard cock is working your hole. Wait while I take my piercing out now it’s opened you up and you’re well lubricated" Finn felt the hard slick veiny cock that took his virginity and as he realized that he really was taking a bare cock, he was past the point of caring, animal instinct had cut in and somewhere in the back of his mind he thought back that it was the exactly the same way he had fucked every guy to this point and besides, he loved the skin on skin feeling. Finn let rip with "FUCK YEAH, GIVE ME THAT RAW COCK!" and began bucking up to meet James’s thrusts "Yeah, does my new bitch like raw cock fucking him? You want my dirty load boy, you ready to be my knocked up cum dump?" as James thought it time to let his prize know he was not only getting fucked raw, but taking a POZ cock and would eventually be bred full of POZ cum. The way Finn's tight ass felt James knew he was good for up to 3 loads and it wouldn’t be long before Jake turned up, that thought making him really fuck long dicking him, he pulled completely out "Come on...shove it in...punch that cock into my ass" Finn begged as James slammed back in balls deep making the youngster’s body shake and quiver on each inward thrust. over and over and over till he built up a furious pace, his body slamming back and forth until… "Oh fuck I'm going to cum" James cried out and slammed his hips, hard, rocking the bed violently. "Come on, pump that shit in me" Finn pleaded, "Shoot...come on...shoot" On command James cried out, his body shook and he came, thick ropey wads of cum flew out of his cock spattering wads of poison into Finn’s torn up cunt and continues to furiously fuck his venomous load deeper until the last of this first load pumps out of his balls. “Holy fuck, kid,” he finally groans. He then asked Finn, “So you liked taking your first load?” “fuck yes, I have to do that again, I fucking loved it.” “I’ll get some more tops to fuck you and give you their loads tonight If you wanted, there’ll be plenty downstairs who’d love a crack at your hole.” Without hesitation Finn replies, “fuck yeah!” Right on cue Jake arrives “Wow! That was hot, now it’s my turn.” They were too noisy, too lost to their primitive desires, this urge to fuck and be fucked to hear Jake enter the room, all hot and sweaty in his gym shorts with his tank top hung around his neck. He had heard them from the corridor outside even above the sounds rising up from the bar. "Come closer" Finn said, trance like barely above a whisper as Jake moved up close to the bed and as Finn reached up and tugged his shorts down, pulling them out and over the hard cock trapped within them letting them fall to the floor then reached up and took hold of Jake’s cock, ran his fingers down the shaft feeling how smooth the skin was even stretched tightly over the rock hard shaft, he squeezed it watching a bubble form at the slit and before he dove in for a taste he looked up to see the muscular body, with its tattoos, a black and red Scorpion was proudly inked above his shaved pubes and an intricate design over his heart neatly disguised a bio-hazard symbol and with both nipples pierced made him look menacing, threatening, but his hand moved gently over Finn's head, massaged his scalp, caressed his cheek and when Finn looked further up he saw Jake was kissing James, passionately still holding Finn’s head "Suck my cock...suck me" he whispered as he pumped his hips back and forth letting his hard 8” inches sink into his mouth, Finn licked the head clean tasting the sweet flavor of Jake working back and forth until it was wet and slick. James was even more turned on as without going soft and still buried in Finn’s ass he continued not missing a beat as he began to work the poz cum deep inside Finn working up for load number two. He knew it was time to let Finn know he not only took his first load, but his first POZ load. As James got into his stride pulling his cock back and sinking it back in, over and over he worked his hips back and forth till he was in rhythm, his hips moving in a natural pace to let him fuck inside his tunnel, to drive his cock into Finn making him grunt and moan. He moved with long swings of his hips towards his second load he let Finn know that his breeding was not like the ones he had done to all the asses Finn had fucked before. Pummeling Finn even harder than before he stared into his new cumdump’s eyes, thrust deep as his cock spasmed and unloaded load two, then let him know that he breeding him with a charged load, “Take my toxic POZ load boy!” Finn had a stunned look on his face as he registered what was said but continued to take the fucking, “Your fate was sealed the moment you cut your finger on my piercing and let my pre-cum, then cum flood over the cut…allowing my diseased swimmers into your cut squirming their way in, breaking down your immune system, making you my POZ baby.” Said James still pumping away After a second or two to take in what had just been said Finn’s only reply was "Oh YES! I want your load. Breed me. Turn me into your cum dump." He managed to shout around the cock lodged in his throat and simultaneously shot all over his chest and abs whereby James licked up the cum while he was still fucking and then fed it to Finn, “Enjoy it…it might be your last negative load” After a pregnant pause, “Might be...I know it won't be the last time I’m barebacked…it was one of the hottest things I’ve done.” He defiantly uttered. James pulled out and put his dick in Finn’s face and he sucked it straight from his ass tasting all the cum, blood and ass juice and as he lapped the dick clean James rammed his fingers in his ass, got all cummy and made Finn lick them clean too.

Park cruising, rest stops and public toilet cruising is not something I normally do very often. But, I stumbled onto this situation a few weeks ago and just couldn't resist. I was driving up the interstate freeway north to Salt Lake City. I'd been on the road for several hours and all the coffee I had been drinking was ready to come out. I found a rest area to pull off the highway. It was late at night/early morning, actually. And there were only a couple of cars in the parking lot. As well as a couple of semi trucks parked in the truck parking area. I got out and walked to the restroom. It had a heavy metal door that scraped against the concrete floor as I opened it and walked into the men's room. The bathroom was deserted. I walked to the urinal, unzipped and pulled out my cock. It was a relief to expel all that piss. As I stood at the urinal, I heard the metal door scraping the floor as someone entered the restroom. A tall, heavyset guy in his late 40's came up to the urinal next to me, unzipped and pulled out a hefty, thick slab of meat. He rubbed his finger on the underside of it to coax out some piss. Soon a thick stream of piss was coming from his cock. I was glancing sideways out of my eyes to capture the view. But, trying to not be noticed for being a voyeur. But, as I glanced up to his face, he had obviously noticed me checking out his cock. He smiled at me and then looked down at my cock. I stroked my cock a bit. He did the same. Soon both of us had full hardon's and were standing there stroking our cocks. I finally reached over and took hold of his cock that had now grown to about 7"s of thick, rock hard cock. He motioned with his head to head to one of the stalls. He walked to the large handicapped booth at the back of the bathroom. We both went in and he locked the door to the booth. I dropped to my knees and began to suck on his big cock. The guy looked like he might be one of the truckers. He was dressed in a denim shirt and jeans, with heavy work boots. Wearing a baseball cap. As I was sucking I heard the door scraping open again and footsteps towards one of the urinals. I stopped sucking and looked up at the guy I was sucking. I'm sure I had fear on my face. I mouthed "It's OK", and pushed my head back onto his cock. I went back to sucking him. I heard the toilet flush and the water in the sink turn on. Then I could hear the metal door of the toilet cubicle next to us open and slam against the metal wall between my cubicle and the next one. The guy was pulling some toilet paper off the roll to dry his hands. He must have seen the truckers feet and my knees from under the partition, because he quickly stepped up onto the toilet and looked over the partition, gazing down on us. I looked up, the trucker's cock still in my mouth, as I looked eye to eye with the guy in the next booth. He stood there for several moments watching me suck off this guys cock, then he hopped off the toilet and knocked on our booth door. The trucker leaned forward and unlocked the cubicle door. The other guy came inside the handicapped booth and locked the door behind him. He was soon pulling his pants down. This guy seemed to be in his mid 30's. A rather average, guy next door look to him. I moved to his cock and began to suck him. He was already rock hard. The trucker now tried to get me to scoot over, so he could stand behind me. He whispered for me to pull my pants down. I undid my pants and pulled them to my knees. He knelt behind me. He spit on his fingers a few times and lubed up my ass. I was sucking like crazy on this new guys cock. He continued to swell. He was now a nice 6"s and hard as a rock. The trucker soon was pressing into me. He plopped up inside my sphincter and began to pump. He had only fucked me for a minute or two before the guy I was sucking let out of soft groan and filled my mouth with his hot load of cum. He came and pulled from me very quickly. He zipped up and was out of the booth and out the restroom door in a second. The trucker fucking me reached forward and locked the door again and continued to fuck me. He took about 4 or 5 minutes of deep, hard pounding before he silently emptied his balls into my hole. He then pulled from me. Stood, pulled up and zipped his pants and left the booth and bathroom. I climbed up and did the same. When I left the restroom I could see the trucker climbing back up into the cab of his semi truck. And a sedan car was pulling out of the parking lot, heading back to the freeway. Those were my two fuck buddies. I likewise, climbed into my car and headed back to the freeway for the rest of my journey up north. Something to be said about late night driving on a rural freeway in the middle of nowhere. Thanks for the quick diversion, guys.

I posted an ad on Cragislist that read Cumdump hosting. You pick the hole. Door open room dark on knees naked waiting for your cock. Feed it to me until you're hard. You decide which hole to dump in." A 29 year old rough trade hot motherfucker shows up and had me suck his dick, which was buried in my throat balls-deep. I could feel his rod throbbing. Eventually he stepped out of his pants, and I caught a glimpse of a somewhat small tattoo midway up his chest, but as he was still wearing a shirt I couldn't see much of it. After blowing him for a few minutes he slid into my hole. He was not gentle, but instead virtually ripped into my hole. He pounded my love button for about five minutes then withdrew, telling me he wanted me on my back as he wanted to see my eyes as he came inside my ass. I shifted to the position he wanted as I was utterly horny and determined to get his cock back into my hole, so I took a deep hit of poppers as he re-entered my ass, again going balls-deep. About a minute of deep-dicking me, he thrust in his entire length, and leaned back as his cock began shooting cum deep into my ass. Afterwards he looked deep into my eyes, smiling broadly, as he pulled off his shirt to reveal his his hot scorpion tatt.

In some ways, an "after the fact" scorpion tat had a lot of influence on my decision to convert. Last summer, I had a great fuck session with a new partner. We had finished "round two" (both with a load in my ass) and were comparing our tats. That is when I noticed his scorpion tat--somewhat hidden among his other body art. As I gently touched it (without saying a word), he smiled, started getting erect again and simply said: "you want it again don't you?". I did, and I suppose that would classify as my very first intentional POZ cock. I did not really start chasing until a couple months later. The thrill of seeing that tat and taking one more POZ load from that man would not go away. In September I started chasing in earnest and by the end of this past January became a POZ dude myself. Now it is my discrete HIV tats (plus sign on right arm, small scorpion on chest and biohazard just above my ass crack. Had a couple of group/public/bath type sessions where it was clear the other guy had not noticed my tats right away. So far the reaction has been great, the grin and go at the business of exchanging cum even harder.

I know weekdays are slow but I'm so fucking horny! Can't wait until the weekend and going to hunt for a big fat dick today!

im honestly just trying to find a man to be monogamous with so i could bareback him. But I'm not sure if i count as a barebacker because i have not found a guy too.. oh well. lol

As of today I have been with 274 different guys in 2017 and I have been bred 308 times. Fuck! I LOVE MY LIFE!!!!

Here is another one of my favorite pozzing stories for your enjoyment: As I think I mentioned before I often meet up with guys through Craig's list and the like and I have a couple of different email addresses as sometimes I might post multiple adds. Generally one will be a normal "top looking to fuck bottom" type of add and sometimes I'll hang it all out there and see if someone is up for something much more radical. So one night I have an ad up "Poz top seeks younger neg guy interested in taking my raw seed." Its not the sort of thing that generates a lot of response but I figure heck maybe I'll get lucky and find a bugchaser in my area. Well one night it paid off when I get an email from this kid Nathan who says he's a top but interested in getting pozzed so that he can poz guys he fucks. I of course invite him over immediately telling him we can talk a bit when he arrives. Nathan shows up a short time later and he's around 19-20 about 5'11 165lbs or so with a good build and it turns out very smooth. He looks very much like your typical midwestern farm boy which is what he turns out to be. And as I discovered later he has a gourgeous 7.5" long thick cock with a nice set of shaved balls. I ask him he he got interested in bug chasing and he explains to me that he'd found some stories online about guys getting pozzed and it had been and incredible turn on. He loved thinking about fucking a buddy at college knowing that he was gonna give the guy a load of charged cum. He said he'd never really bottomed before but he knew if he wanted to get pozzed it was probably the best way. I asked him why he'd never bottomed before and he said that he'd tried it once and it hurt like hell just getting the guy half way in so he had stopped it there. I explained to him that when I was through with him his staus would definetly have changed from neg to poz and that once we got started there would be no backing out. I also warned him that I wasn't going to be gentle popping my cock up his tight ass. He was clearly very nervous but agreed to go forward. I ordered him to strip naked and then collected his clothes and locked them away explaining to him that like it or not he was now staying for the night. I'll never forget the sight of him standing there with a "what the fuck am I doing" look on his face breathing slightly fast his cock rock hard looking hot as hell I took him to my bedroom where I undressed and ordered him to his knees so that he could suck my cock. He eagerly complied and it was quickly obvious that while Nathan might be a virtual anal virgin mine was not the first cock he had sucked. He took my 8" length down his throat and worked it like a pro my pre cum filling his mouth. But it wasn't his mouth I wanted it was that beautiful neg ass. I pulled him up and pushed him onto the bed pushing his legs up to his chest and fully exposing his tight lil hole. Best of all his ass was natuarlly completely smooth. "Fuck yeah man" I said fingering him "you ready for my poz fuck tool up inside there?" He was breathing fast at this point and clearly not sure if he really wanted 8" up his ass but he bravely replied "yeah man give it to me." I moved into position between his legs my cock slick with pre and his spit and proceeded to roughly lube his hole with only my spit. "Aren't you gonna use lube?" he asked nervously to which I replied no as I wanted to make sure my poz cum got inside his blood stream. I mounted him and began to firmly push my cock inside him and as I did he winced and squirmed begging me to stop and telling me how much it hurt. Ignoring him I drove my death tool inside him as he all the while was whimpering "Fuck that hurts noo please ohh God uhhhhhh". I gave him only a short moment to adjust before I started fucking him and soon the combination of fluids in his ass had my cock sliding smoothly in and out. As his hole opened up Nathan began to discover just how good a cock head massaging your prostrate can feel and his cries of pain so became moans of pleasure. The best was yet to come though. I don't think Nathan had really thought through getting pozzed and instead had allowed himself to get carried away with a fantasy. And much like a person who does something dumb and then regrets it as I fucked his hole Nathan's mind started reminding him that maybe getting pozzed wasn't in fact the best idea he'd ever had. Sensing this I began to play to it as my cum surged in my balls. "Yeah Nathan you feel my poz death stick inside you? Feel it fucking your ass? Yeah boy I'm getting close..getting ready to poz your little ass but good" Hearing me talking like that Nathan started trying to back out. He couldn't supress his rock hard cock or the feelings my cock head was giving him as it massaged his prostrate but he started trying to play what I'll call the "time out" card. "Wait man.. wait.. no" he was saying and he limply tried to push me off him. I held him firmly though and continued to fuck him telling him how my poz load was building and how soon it would be inside of him infecting him. "yeah boy my cock his opened up that little ass of yours....Its ripe Nathan... Its ready for my poison seed" I told him. His meek attempts to back out only made me hornier and I wanted to make sure he knew the moment it happeed to him. "Fuck boy here it comes" I whispered in his ear "here comes my toxic death seed" Nathan hearing this whipered "Ohh fuck..Off fuck Ohh fuck..God..no..please..Ohh Fuck" almost non stop and I turn Got louder "yeah boy here it comes..here comes my poz seed in your neg cunt... yeah....uhhh.....uhhhh....ahhhh...AHHH.....FUCK BOY YEAH I"M CUMMING!!" As I yelled this and came I drove my dick extra deep inside Nathan planting my poz load deep in his gut. This drove Nathan over the edge as he cried out and his cock exploded shooting several large spurts of cum onto his face and chest. I worked my cock around inside him making sure to coat as much of his hole as possible with my toxic seed. And Looking at the tinges of blood on my cock I was sure it would take. Then I wiped Nathan's cum with my fingers and made him eat what was the last purely neg load his cock would ever shoot. He confessed later as we lay there in bed that he'd never cum so hard in his life but he was definetly having second thoughts about what he'd just done. He wanted to go but I wouldn't let him and I fucked another 3 loads into his ass that night and by the last he was begging for my poz seed and begging me to poz his ass. Sure enough the pozzing took and Nathan got his fuck flu. Having awakened him to the pleasure of being fucked he never went back to being a total top though I'd say he was about 90% since from what he told me I was the only one who fucked him. The best part was hearing him describe how he was sinking his own poz seed into neg boy pussies over at the school. He actually managed to capture on video too the first guy he ever pozzed getting the kid into his dorm room with his web cam running as he fucked his load into the guys ass. Nothing like watching a gifter you created pass on his gift to another.....

I live in what would otherwise be a quite town except for the fact that it's home to a decent size and well known university. It's the kind of place where, if it weren't for the college, gay life would be very lonely. Fortunately for me the college means a steady stream of horny young guys, many of whom are exploring gay sex for the first time. For a guy like me, who likes nothing better than depositing a load of poz cum in the ass of some unsuspecting innocent little twink, it's heaven. I thought the group might be interested in a few of my favorite stories of boys that I've converted to the poz brotherhood. One of my favorite pozzings was also probably the least likely. You see this guy had been doing a study in one of his classes and noticed that the HIV infection rate in the town was a little higher than the norm for the state, which was odd, given how 'quaint' our little town was. Hmm. I wonder why. Anyway our do gooder, (let's call him Jason), started an education campaign reminding the community to always practice safe sex. Needless to say, as a bareback-only-kind-of-guy, I found this was putting a major dent in my sex life as suddenly all the little twinky boys on Craig's List were demanding safe sex only. Then one night I meet Jason at a bar and luckily for me he was alone having a quiet mid-week night out, and since he didn't have class the next day, he was giving himself a treat. When I realized who I'd sat down next to, and also noticed that he was pretty darn cute, (5'11 165 red hair, and in good shape), I started buying him drinks. I wasn't overtly coming on to him just being friendly and after we'd been talking a bit I learned he was straight and more than a little 'frustrated', shall we say, being between girl friends. Having got him more than a little tipsy I offered him a ride home. While in the car I was quite sympathetic with his little problem (i.e., the lack of sex) and when I thought the moment was right, I slid my hand up his thigh and give his package a squeeze. He was surprised but too drunk to get angry, responding only by saying "Hey man, I'm not like that." Whereupon I countered "I know bro, but a blow job is a blow job, and I know you need one. I know you need it bad. Does it really matter who takes care of you?" I knew I had him when he didn't immediately argue but rather started thinking about the truth of what I'd just told him. I reached over again and squeezed his now hardening cock, telling him how good would feel. "Dude, you gotta promise its our secret ok?" he said. "No problem. We'll go to my house and no one will know I've taken care of you." I got him home and guided him back to my bedroom, telling him to take off his shirt and that I would handle the rest. He did so, and I quickly started undressing him, feeling his cock up the entire time, making sure he stayed horny. I got his shoes and socks off, then his pants, and finally his boxer briefs which already sported a nice pre-cum stain on them. I started slowly working his rock hard, seven inch cock with my tongue, taking it deep down my throat. Soon he was in heaven, his smooth skinny body twisting and writhing as I gave him the kind of blow job he had only dreamed of. All the while I was working on him, I was also stripping off my own clothing, getting myself ready for phase two, which began when I slid a finger, nice and slick with my pre-cum, into his virgin pussy. At this stage he was past caring what was going on, so long as it felt really good. And man, had he found something he that he liked. As I worked my finger around his ass I watched his reaction, and found myself wondering if this self-proclaimed straight boy had a secret gay side. I came off his cock and pushed his legs up, driving my tongue inside his hole. I was not surprised when his reaction to my rim job was to moan loudly and his entire body to shudder with pleasure. I work my tongue deep into his hole, opening up his ass, all the while slowly stroking his cock. I pulled back and looked at him asking "Like this, Jason?" "Fuck yeah, man!" he replied, his speech still slurred by alcohol. I got my lube and start working it up his ass with my fingers loosening him up. I know part of him is confused and thinking this has gone too far but the other part is loving how it feels and doesn't care how its happening. I lube my cock and get atop him spreading his legs wide exposing his virgin fuck hole. He sees my hard cock and suddenly grasps what's comign next but its alreadry too late. "wait man no..I'm not..no...." he whimpers as my cock head finds his hole. Ignoring his cries I lean into him pushing my 8" death stick slowly into his virgin ass. "Owww fuck noo it hurts owwww..." He's whimpering as I pop his cherry but soon my cock head is massaging his prostrate and he's back in heaven again. I'm fucking him slowly at first but with building intensity. Talking to him, telling him what a good little faggot boy he is and ordering him to beg for my cock. He complies of course too engrossed in the pleasure to think of anything else begging me to fuck him harder which I do. I feel the load building in my balls and my excitment grows knowing that I'll soon be infecting his young ass. "Yeah boy I'm gonna cum inside you...you ready for my cum?? ready for my hot load up your faggot ass?" "Yeah man fuck uhhh uhhhh yeah..give it to me" he moans. I drive my cock in deep and my toxic load explodes deep inside him as my poison cock fills his boy ass with poz seed. I stay inside him fucking it into him watching his cock twitching as the pressure on his prostrate causes it to fire off its last neg load. I pull out and order him to suck my cock clean which he does making sure that every ounce of poz cum ends up inside him. I had him sleep in my bed that night where I fucked another load into him but the best was in the morning when he woke up sober. He finds himself naked in bed with another dude and his ass sore. What he'd though was a dream he quickly realizes wasn't. I pull him too me and slide my cock up inside his ass which I'd conviently lubed again just before he woke. "No man nooooooo" he whimpers as I start fucking him. "you want me to stop fucking you boy huh?" I ask as my cock head hits his prostrate again. All I get back is a whimper of pleasure that tells me he's hooked on cock. Then "wait are you wearing a condom?" he asks quitely. Nope I only fuck raw I tell him as I continue to pump his ass. He's shaking now partly from fear but also from the pleasure of being fucked. "Are you neg?" he asks so quitely I almost miss it. "I'm afraid not boy" I reply "you want me to stop fucking you..?" Silence......."huh boy you want me to stop?"......."You want my poz dick out of your lil faggot ass?".......Or do you want another load of my poz cum in there?"......Hearing nothing I whisper in his ear "your addicted to cock up your ass aren't you boy huh?" "yes" he whimpers back which makes me so fucking horny I start pumping him hard and deep. "Beg for my poz load boy" I order him and "tell daddy to poz your boy pussy" and as we near climax he cries out "yes daddy give me your poz cum yes!!" which drives me over the edge and I give him his third load of toxic jizz. In one night a promising young straight boy and been converted into a poz lil pussy boy and he started taking a lot of loads where ever he could find them after that. Of course his be safe campaign died and that enabled me to get back to by normal routine of filling young college ass with tmy toxic seed.

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

It was the height of summer, hot, humid and full of thunderstorms. Mum ushered me out the door pleased that the new rain coat she bought for my 20th birthday was finally going to be used. The usual morning rush hour to work was worse than usual exacerbated by rain as we scurry down in to the bowels of the underground system only to find engineering works make for the cancellation of the previous tube train. During the wait, I “scan for talent” to see if there is anyone fanciable to stand next to when the train eventually comes in. As the train arrives and the crowds surges forwards to clamber aboard and I was pleasantly surprised to finding myself about to squeeze into the same spot as a hunk some 3 or 4 inches taller than my 6’2” frame. Not only did his height stand him out from the suited and booted crowd but his dress code did too; I scanned him up and down as best I could in the cramped conditions. Nike trainers, grey tailored linen shorts and wet through branded baggy singlet that showed off his muscles and neatly manicured hairy chest. I guess he's a good ten years older than me. I felt overdressed stood next to him as we squeeze in together with my open rain coat hiding my own physic and yet all I wanted to do was strip off and snuggle up to him naked.. From the moment we boarded, the train was so crowded that it was impossible not to be touching one another. We were more-or-less face to face, his left arm raised hanging on to the rail. I breathe in his sweet, lightly sweating manly aroma, God did he smell good and made my morning wood jump and thicken. I could clearly see how defined his pecs are and how toned his body and muscles are with not one ounce of fat on his body that I can see… As the train jiggles about on the tracks occasionally our eyes meet, meet for a moment too long. Was that a faint smile and a slight wink he gave? I was looking straight in to his eyes and my gaydar was telling me this man is ‘family’. I too hang onto the bar above us with my right hand very close to his. At the next jump in the track my hand touches the side of his hand and for me it felt like an electric circuit had been connected between us. I manage to manoeuvre my free hand to adjust myself as my erection painfully grew in my briefs and by pure accident as I went to move my hard-on my hand brushed part of the inside of his right leg. Actually, it quickly became clear that it was not just his leg I was touching but something else, a solid warm lump. As the train carried on, I allowed the natural swaying of the carriage to permit me one or two exploratory touches with my fingers. Not only was it what I hoped for, I could feel it growing in to something altogether more noticeable. I could now tell that his cock was hanging loosely down his right leg – he was obviously wearing boxer shorts or had gone commando. At the next stop of the tube, all attention concentrated on the left-hand side of the carriage, I reposition myself which meant my rain coat opens further, basically shielding us from view. I deliberately feel him with my fingers. To my touch his cock burst into life becoming more and more hard and was pushing across the front of his shorts pointing up and out proud. Our eyes briefly connect again and I am certain he’s just given me the slightest of nods, encouraging me to continue caressing his crotch, as he becomes fully hard it’s then that I feel a strange hardness at the head of his cock. Is it deformed I begin to wonder? This is my daily commute so I know the route oh so well with there being no stops on this right-hand side of the train for a long while, I take the opportunity at the next station to freely massage him through his shorts, the thrill of this lovely older man under my power and offering no resistance. My heart pounds in my chest, bang, bang, bang! Standing so close, I could see every hair on his few days growth stubble, every pore of his blemish free face. He was indeed, ruggedly attractive and for a brief instant I’m soooo horny, I imagined myself ripping his shorts down and pound his ass, claiming him as mine. His complete lack of resistance encouraged my next move. Amidst the swaying of the train carriage, as it rattled along its long dark tunnel, I trace my fingers up the fly of his shorts, until I reach the top. I release the pull tag of his zip and hold it, momentarily hesitating, expecting a reaction. There is none. After a momentary hesitation in one slow but steady move, I pull the zip all the way down and hold my breath. Again, I hesitated, expecting resistance. But again, there was none. There was no going back now. I slide my hand inside the warm and inviting opening. I now feel the smoothness of his groin. He was commando! Emboldened, my fingers explore deeper as my arm snaked into his shorts, I could feel the tufts of neatly trimmed pubic hair around the base of his hard cock now spread across his right leg the back of my hand brushes across soaking wet material from the pre-cum juices I had already encouraged by my massaging. My fingers explore the length of his long thick shaft, run over the ridges of coronal ring to at last discover the head of his dick, a sharp piercing catches my finger and I jump in surprise. My first encounter of genital jewelry. I resume rubbing his slippery mushroom head, his foreskin fully drawn back and oozing more juices into the already soaked cotton of his shorts. I tighten my grasp around his organ and began massaging the exposed head between my thumb and forefinger, round and around tugging on his piercing, eliciting pulses of excitement I easily feel in my hand. With each pulse, the piss slit oozes another stream of pre-cum over my fingers. I wish I could lick them clean! The train stops at the next station, letting on even more people at the other side of the carriage, obligingly pressing the two of us even more closely together. No-one could have known the ecstasy being shared between two men right under their noses!. He is looking away from me, over my right shoulder, pretending to the outside world that he is ignoring me but as I search into his eyes, he briefly glances into mine and I see him wink, before he blinks and switches his gaze back to the far side of the carriage. Meanwhile, I begin to concentrate the attention of my index finger on the sensitive frenulum of his hard and slippery tool. He is certainly not trying to discourage me and he must realise, long before this point, where all this was leading. He repositions himself allowing more free room for my hand to oh so slowly jack him. As my fingers slides down the slippery shaft of his organ, I tighten my grip and begin rubbing up and down, sadly all too soon, this taboo excitement proves too much…I feel that tell-tale throbbing in his rock-hard cock; once, twice, three times his dick twitches harder than ever and pulses rapidly, four, five, six, even seven times as the pulses slow in rhythmic release. I feel his hot cum run between the gaps of my fingers. I watched his face as his eyes closed, his nostrils flair and the blood vessels in his muscled neck expand. His lips parted slightly as I felt his chest breath-in deeply and quietly let out a long, soft sigh. He swallowed hard. I could hardly believe my luck. This sexy older man continued to allow me to slowly massage his still erect and sticky cock, round and around in my hand amidst the wet folds of his shorts. Even now, he proffers no resistance. He even allows me to cup and caress his shaved balls and explore his groin again, as I desperately try to spread my overflowing handful of cum over his body. His dick began to shrink yet still leaks more cum over my hand there is so much of it. I didn’t want this to end; it was a fantastic first for me. But as if to bring us back to reality, we arrive at the next station. I squeeze his balls affectionately and slid my hand out of his fly, considerately raising his zip most of the way to the top again. As I remove my hand, he lightly touches it with his, and gently squeezes my fingers in a parting gesture of acknowledgment. He got off the train and, without a glance back, he hurried away into the morning rush-hour as I made a mental note of the station name. I wipe my hand over my new coat as a souvenir that this did actually happen and then in dreamlike fantasy lick the sweet, salty taste of his orgasm from the palm of my right hand. To be continued….

Just back from Southern Decadence and too many loads to tell here, so I'll give the highlights of the best. 1. Saturday I got hit up on Scruff by a married couple from L.A. A tall otter and a shorter bear, both in their 30's and both UNCUT. Went to their hotel and they wasted no time in getting me naked and sucking their cocks as they made out, I made out with both of them as they sucked each other and me. Then The bear with the 6 inch uncut thick cock gets behind me and with very little lube shoves in my ass. I'm sucking his husband as he's pounding my hole hard, making me beg for his load. I'm begging between sucking his husband and he blows his load in about 10 minutes. He pulls out and goes to the bathroom, the husband gets behind me and slides in and his cock is about 9 inches and uncut and beautiful. He just pounds me hard and quick, as his husband who's come out of the bathroom is watching him and egging him on. He is really give it to me and I'm hitting the poppers and gripping his hot cock with my ass muscles. He says he's not going to last long and I tell him to breed my ass. He unloads in my ass with a huge load and he keeps pounding for another 30 minutes and unloaded again! It was so hot. He pulls out and I get off the bed and there is blood on the sheets, oops I guess he was too rough, but I loved it. Both negative btw. In the shower later I push out some of the cum and eat it, I can't believe how amazing it tasted. 2. Sunday after the parade I head to a Dom and Sub's place. I've messed around with the sub a few times here in Dallas so I was familiar with his pierced cock, huge! Anyway, it was roll play the whole time, I had to ask permission, etc. But it was fine I was able to get both their loads within about 2 hours of heavy play, I fucked the sub a few times too but didn't want to cum. Sucked the Dom's cock quite a bit after he loaded me. It was a pretty hot scene. Both negative. 3. After leaving their place, I headed to Rawhide and was standing around when a hot tall latino guy and his heavyset boyfriend walk by. Latino grabs my bubble butt thru my shorts and is instantly interested. He slips his hand down my shorts and feels my hole. He pulls my shorts down before I can get them fully unbuttoned and unzipped. He has his thick uncut cock out of his shorts and is rubbing it along my jockstrapped ass. He lines up with my already loaded hole and starts to pound me, bends me over where his boyfriend is holding me up while he is really pounding me. He doesn't last long as there is a large group of guys watching and stroking his cock. I hear him say he's going to nut and I grip him with my muscle ass. He grunts and cums. Pulls out and I bend over and suck his cock clean. He tucks it back in his pants and they walk off, my pants around my ankles and my ass leaking cum. Fuck it was so HOT. Never had a chance to ask him his status, not that it matters. I had plenty of other loads this weekend, and even gave quite a few, but those were the hottest by far. It was a great Decadence, maybe I'll have more to remember it by.

Hey guys, name is AJ. 22 year old otter cumdump bottom in FTL. I took 16 loads last night and would like to continue taking raw cock and loads. I would like to spend the day (and night) with a nasty verbal aggressive dom pig daddy, who will whore my ass out to any and every cock. Am a no limits cumdump, don't really care what they look like I just love getting on 4's and letting anyone use my fuckhole. Love it when my hole is wet, loose, and sloppy. I would like to hang out with a dom pig dad who would be turned on by encouraging me to take more cock and would exploit my fuckhole to anyone that wants to use it. Am friendly to capiTal letters and points -- could easily spend 24 hours taking cock and getting flooded. I am ideally looking to do this today and spend the night letting strangers nut in me and bouncing on dad's cock inbetween loads while we find more people to squirt their cum in me. Dom doesn't need my approval when inviting people over to dump their loads, any cock or load is good for me. Would love to post a Craigslist and BBRT ad and have an open door policy, anyone can show up and nut in me -- I love anon dick and being blindfolded whole time will be awesome. My email is loadedupftl@gmail.com or you can text me 954 947 4870. Here are pics -- I have face pics and no qualms sharing in private. https://imgur.com/a/gAM0n (My cunt after 23 loads) https://imgur.com/a/gAM0n (Sloppy)

When I bottom, I have little interest in getting off. I am there to serve as a hole for the pleasure of the top. I will only cum if the top wants me to and only after the top has bred me. Now I have been told to cum first so the top can use it as lube. That's also hot.

Best and easiest thing anyone can do: NEVER pnp and try not to have sex with those who do.

What I experienced below seemed like a process of cattle breeding. In a weekend party, the was a mix of straight and gay guys hanging out, silly talks, drinking. Someone brought a straight guy who is loud and quite open minded. During a truth or dare game, he was asked if he had sex with guys before and he answered no and added he's busy enought with his chicks. Another question follow up the previous question if he has any thoughts about it. He laughed and said maybe...if he's drunk. Someone interrupted saying that he won't do it. He responded "dont make me drunk or else one of you will be in trouble!" he might have been drunk but we couldnt tell, more guys dare him and he asked to make him drunk. We started to drink and get buzzed and pretty much drunk, at least I was. next day, friend showed me a video on his phone. 5 guys in a room. It was me on my stomach with my shorts down. The str8 guys was next to me with a guy sucking his cock and it was hard. Two guys spread my legs, lube my ass. Two guys position him on the side way behind me and the guy blowing him rub his hard cock on my hole and pushed in bare. in the close up video, he was holding me and just the head in my ass but not fucking me so one guy was stroking his cock with his fingers while licking his balls, pretty quick, his cock throbbed as he squirt in my ass. Once his cock softened, his cum oozed out of my hole and the guys cheer in the room. He watched the video too and his face turned so red and he actually suggested that we should do it again without the audience as he want to know how it feels. i thought he was joking but we actually hook up with the condition that we are buzzed. Lights off, lots of body touching before he reached over to makeout and not taking much time, he's inside me pounding me like a real man and breed me without assitance.

Part 4 My boss pulled out of my hole. I could feel it gaping open. He climbed on the bed where his cock sprawled across his hairy thigh. I stood on the bed, straddling his hips, my hole teasing his cock, which left my cock pointing right at his face, just inches away. “You know, if we want to insure I infect you,” he said, “we need to do a little prep work.” “Is it too late?” I asked. “Not at all.” “I was trying to do that when I first started to finger your sweet hole.” With that his hand snaked its way up to my hole, where his finger nail ripped at my hole. It stung like a paper cut. He started to push it inside, at which point some of his cum dripped out, coating his finger. Once inside, he hooked his finger and start to scratch the inside of my hole. It wasn’t too painful, but it definitely hurt. He pushed in more and scratched the walls of my hole. Once he thought his work was done, he withdrew his finger, which was now coated in his toxic cum. i thought he was going to give it to me to taste, but it went into his mouth and he sucked it clean. “Your ass and my cum taste awesome together,” he remarked with a slight chuckle, as he slowly jacked his cock, which was gradually responding by stiffening up. He displayed his prowess by taking his shaft at the base tightly in his fist, holding it straight in the air. “Sit,” he ordered. I slowly squatted down as my boss aimed his cock at my hole. It wasn’t long until the big head was pressing against my hole. Bracing myself with the old wooden head board, I dropped lower onto my boss’s cock. His cock head popped into my hole with ease. “Drop down don’t stop at all” he said, “until you are balls-deep.” I took a deep breathe of air and dropped, loudly exclaiming "Fuck me,” even if, after two fucks, it still was a little stretch to accommodate his pole. Soon enough, however, I could feel his balls against my ass, his crotch hair as well. My cock and balls were resting on his hairy stomach, tickling them. “Now ride my horse cock,” he commanded. I lifted up until I could feel the head of his cock on my hole, then dropped back down. The boss let out a groan as I fucked myself. I picked up speed causing the mattress to squeak again. My boss was thrusting his hips upward, which pushed him back against the head board. His thrusting action was causing the head board to knock against the wall again. “Fuck his ass good, buddy,” said a voice in the next room. “Third time,” my boss replied, “come over and watch. Door's open.” “Oh fuck, yeah,” the other voice answered. I continued to ride his horse cock as we heard a door slam shut next door. My hole was sucking his cock back in as a knock came from the other side of your door. The door opened and a man came in. He was shirtless and was holding his open jeans up. He pulled up a chair to the bed, dropped his jeans to his ankles and sat down. He was toned and had a few tattoos. His cock was average in length, but thick. His crotch was shaved, as were his balls. He looked like a drug addict, but was too clean cut to be one. “My whore didn't show,” he said, “so I have been huffing poppers and jacking to you guys fucking.” “I got lucky,” my boss said, “this whore works for me.” “Fuck yeah,” the stranger said, “loved the poz roleplaying, made me shoot.” “Fuck, it’s not role-play,” my boss said, “I'm fuckin' infecting him.” “Oh fuck that’s twisted.” I continued to ride the horse cock, when my hole got to the head, I paused giving the stranger a good look at my boss' cock. I watched as the stranger as he stroked his hard cock. I could see a shine on his cock head from the pre-cum he was leaking. “Your next load you can shoot in his ass” my boss told him. “I’m not poz.” he said, “hell, I can't be since I'm in the Marines.” “It’s cool,” my boss muttered as he placed his hands under each check of my ass, helping me fuck myself on his cock. My cock was bouncing off his stomach each time I hit bottom. I could see the Marine out of the corner of my eye, he was huffing poppers and jacking his cock, his balls bouncing as his hand moved up and down. My boss’s cock was slick with the cum that was oozing down his shaft from my hole. My ass was wet from the cum that had started to coat his balls. I was leaving a little bit of pre-cum each time my cock hit his stomach. The Marine, meanwhile, had gotten up and moved to the edge of the bed, still stroking his cock. His cock was rock hard, as if he was ready to cum soon. “Feed me that load,” my boss said. The Marine quickly jumped on the bed and stood between me and my boss. He was straddling his body, cock to his face and ass to mine. I could smell the musk coming from his body, especially his ass. It was intoxicating. “Open wide,” the Marine instructed my boss, as I continued to ride my boss's cock, which was getting harder and harder. “Here it comes," the Marine announced as his body stiffened as he started to grunt. My boss moved forward bringing his mouth closer to the Marine’s cock. I could see the balls of the Marine bounce a little as he shot is load in my boss’ mouth. As soon as he was done, he jumped off the bed, put on his jeans and ran out. My boss’s face was a mess. It was covered in cum, even in his goatee and in his hair. “Did you taste any?” I asked. “A little, that cannon shot out everywhere, and kept firing,” he replied. “I need to clean you,” I suggested hopefully. “Not until I load your ass again,” he answered, adding “I’m so close.” I started to move up and down on his cock faster. My legs were beginning to ache from squatting so much and would be sore over the weekend. My boss’s breathing was becoming more rapid. He moved his hands to my shoulders, just resting them there as I bounced up and down on his cock. “Here it comes,” he yelled. “Shut the fuck up you faggots,” yelled the Marine in the next room. “Fucking going to load your ass,” my boss yelled even louder as he pushed me down hard onto his cock and held me there. His cock jumped inside my ass, depositing it’s third toxic load deep into me. I could feel his cock slowly softening inside me as it stopped shooting it’s load. With that I leaned forward and started to lick and suck all the cum off my boss's face, swallowing it. As I did so, I felt his cock slip out and fall between his legs. “I need to shower and head home” he said with a sigh. "Get dressed and be gone when I get out.” I stood up, moving off the bed and dressed quickly so I heard the shower come on as I left. Getting into my car and heading home, I was lost in the memory of what just happened. I had the weekend to processes the events: my boss using me three times, force-pozzing me, and I acquiesced to his designs, without even a fight.

My cock was so damn sensitive from all the tina and making out and just being the young sexhungry chem-led young fuck that I was. And when I felt the lust-crazed soft wet lips of Daddy's most recent conquest-in-the-making wrap greedily around my thick cockhead I couldn't hold back! Even if I wanted to, which I didn't! "Oh fuck YEAH pig! Take it you hot little drug loving cum hungry slut pig! Take every fucking drop of my hot tina cum down your motherfucking throat!!" I slammed my nuts against Trevor's chin and grabbed his head tight as my balls began churning and pulsing, spewing spurt after spurt of chem-fuelled toxic poz cum down this willing eager pig's gulping throat! My whole tight muscled sweat covered body was shaking with the intensity of my overdue orgasm and the equally intense hunger with which Trevor was loudly sucking down my poison dick milk, moaning like the tina whore he was already becoming. GAWD! I can't remember the last time I came that long and that HARD!! I eased my tight grip on the sides of Trevor's head, aware in my lust haze that I didn't have to make him stay on my erupting cock. He wasn't about to let go of it until his stomach was full!! As I began to regain control of my breathing and my shuddering body, I became aware of leather daddy's hot nasty verbal talk, saying how fucking incredible it was watching me feed the pig boi that way and seeing how eager he was to take it. "Makes me need to give his young tight fuck hole another load of daddy's special cum...right..the...Fuck...NOWWWWWWW!!!!" And with that Daddy slammed home tightly gripping the pig's hips as he received his second load of toxic VERY potent unmedicated POZ daddy cum inside his sucking boihole! He thankfully pulled his mouth off my very sensitive cock as daddy bred him deep and hard, turning around with spit and sweat and cum all over his face. "Do it Daddy Sir! Fucking BREED your pig bitch boi! Fill me up with your special daddy seed and make me yours!! PLEASE!!!" Oh fuck, if he only knew that he was getting that and a hell of a lot more....and we were barely 3 hours into his conversion weekend!!

Last night had this hot little rower come over. 21, 5'6, brunette, tight athlete body. He'd shared a couple of ass pics but nothing compared to it in person. big beefy light furry dusting of hair on his cheeks and hairless hole, and he was a strict bottom. love a juicy fat athlete cunt. i ate him out then flipped him over into doggy and spit on my dick, rubbed it in his crack a couple times then plunged in deep. he was loose and warm and i think i tasted lube when i ate him out, his ass was definitely already slick. i pumped in and out for about 2 minutes before i blew my load in him. i didn't tell him- just pulled out, fingered him deep where i had just planted my first load, then my dick got hard instantly and back into his sweet ass raw. i fucked him for a good hour, kissing and swapping saliva and sucking face the whole time. i flipped him on his back at one point but he was too loose in that position, my dick barely felt like it was inside. it was hot but i wanted to feel him squeezing his dick on my meat. fucked him mostly in doggy and i felt my first load getting frothy and slick with every pump. let him know i was close then busted inside and fucked it in for a few minutes. afterwards we both flipped over and i saw he had cum a few times while i was breeding him. then sent him off with my babies swimming inside him. slept pretty great last night.

“Come over.” He gave me his address and how to get to his apartment. It didn’t take me but about 15 minutes to get to his place. I followed his instructions and made it to his place. It was a small one-bedroom apartment, overlooking most of downtown Atlanta. He greeted me in a towel, and walked me back to his bedroom. “You’re just as handsome as Ken said you were.” Harley told me, as we walked in. “Same to you.” I replied, as I checked out his room. He had a sling setup near his bed, along with a big screen TV. “Nice sling. Been awhile since I played in one.” “Yeah, I just got it a week ago, from a friend who no longer wanted it. I finally set it up last night, played with a friend.” He told me. “Do you need to clean up or anything?” I shrugged. “Eh, I can do it just to make sure. I took a shower and cleaned out before I left Ken’s, but you know how it goes.” He showed me his restroom and gave me a small cleanout kit, unlike the shower ones I’m used to. I quickly took a shower, did a touch up on cleaning out, which came out clean. I came back into the room, now fully naked. My cock was still small due to the tina before, but not that it matter. Harley smiled at me, made a hand signal to turn around. I followed suit, give him a nice view of my ass. “Nice bubble butt.” “That’s what I’m told.” I laughed a bit, as I sat down next to him. He still had his towel on. Harley then pulled out a small bottle. “G?” “Sure. Love me some G, makes me really horny and slutty.” I replied. He poured some in a cap and handed it to me. I downed it quickly, while he handed me some gatorade to wash it down. He did a cap himself. Next he handed me his water bong, along with a torch lighter. “Already loaded, hit as much as you want.” I lit the torch and started to heat up the crystals. Once I saw the billowy smoke, I exhaled my lungs, before slowly taking a hit. I took a pretty big hit, which got Harley to smile. He leaned it for me to shotgun him. We made out a bit with it. I purred a bit. I did a couple more big hits, and handed it to Harley. He did a few himself, shotgunning the last one. He then put the bong down, and grabbed a smaller pipe. “You fine with weed? Pretty good stuff.” I nodded. “Its been a while, but I know how good all this goes together.” He handed it to me with a lighter. I lit it, took a decent hit, coughed a little. “Oh yeah, good.” He did a hit as well. He handed it back to me, so I did another hit. I held it in, and then shotgunned it to him. He took the pipe and lighter, as I laid back on his bed. “Yeah, Ken was right to suggest you coming over here. You’re cute, looks like a great butt, and you definitely can party.” Harley told me. I reached across his towel covered crotch, seeing it already tenting. “He tells me you’re pretty hung. I love big cocks.” The drugs were starting to get to me, as my horniess was ramping up. Harley smiled, as he undid the towel. His cock was fully hard, a good 8-9” and very thick, almost soda can thick. It was red and angry and all my mind and body wanted to do was please him. I started to stroke this huge monster of a cock, before moving between his legs as he rearranged himself on the bed. I started to lick from the bottom up and take it in my mouth. It was huge and more than I was used to taking, but I tried. He enjoyed it for a bit, but then said that my facial hair was a bit scratchy, plus with his previous adventures of the night, was a bit raw. He told me that there was a razor in the bathroom and to shave real fast, which I did. I went back to sucking on his cock, and he enjoyed it. I couldn’t deep throat at all, it was so thick. “Let’s make out. I want to make out with a handsome guy like you.” Harley told me, pulling me up. We started to really go out it, just two men, bodies together. I tweaked his nipples a bit, while he rubbed me all over, mostly paying attention to my ass. He then motioned for me to roll over on my side, as he held and caressed me. He dried humped me a bit, his huge cock just rubbing in between my cheeks and really turning me on. “Oh I need that cock in me.” I growled. He released me, and went to grab his lube. I gathered my poppers that I had set out earlier on the bed. I laid on my side, as he started to lube me up. His fingers teased my hole a bit, as he lubed between my cheeks. I hit my poppers a few times, as he started to finger me. I was moaning like a bitch in heat at this. He pushed a bit more lube in, then reached back towards his table for another bottle. I still laid, facing away, riding a wave of popper bliss, along with the G. I felt more lube being applied, and his fingers probing me. I also felt a slightly familiar burning feeling, as he gave me a small booty bump. As he slid on the bed next to me, resuming the position behind me, he turned my head to make out again. I felt his cock towards my asshole, and the ache was starting to get to me. “You really want me to be a slutty bottom huh?” I mumbled out, as I took 3 deep hits of the poppers. I felt him press in, as the wave hit. There was a slight pain, just cause of his thickness. “Give it to me. I want that cock in me.” He kissed me more, as he slid in further. I winced a bit, but relaxed, letting him fully penetrate me. God it felt fantastic. He paused as he fully entered, giving me time to enjoy and get used to it. He started to slowly fuck me, his tongue still kissing me. He started to really fuck me, his thrust just making me moan, hitting some spots I didn’t know I needed to be hit. He caressed my neck, kissing and licking spots that drove me into moaning fits. All I could get out was “fuck me, fuck me, fuuuuucccckkk meeeee.” Which really just made him fuck me harder. Harley then pushed my shoulders down, as he rolled me onto my hands and knees. He grabbed a nearby pillow to put under me. He then angled my body so my ass was sticking way up in the air, my head off his bed. I could still hit my poppers, which I did as he continued to plow my ass with his huge monster awesome cock. I braced myself as best as I could under his assault. I was just enjoying the hell out of it. He grabbed my hips hard and just rammed the hell out of my ass. He even slapped my ass a few times, making me just moan out. This went on for a good 20 minutes, no lie. I was literally watching the clock as he pounded me. I eventually had to ask him to stop, not because it was hurting, but because my knees were killing me from my previous encounters. So he pulled out, which made me a bit self-conscious enough to ask if everything was okay back there. He told me yeah, nothing but lube. So I laid back on his bed, resting on the frame. He sat down next to me, and just smiled. “So, Keith, worth it to come by?” I nodded, as he handed me my water bottle. “Oh yeah, definitely. Ken...man he wasn’t kidding, and didn’t do you justice.” “Yeah he’s a good guy, fun to fuck. I just didn’t want to leave, plus had this sweet ass twink over for a few hours. Though after he showed me pictures of you, I dunno, around 1 or so, I knew I needed to fuck you.” He told me, swigging his own water. “Thanks. I mean, I had a good time with him, but the guy who invited me over didn’t stay or even have much fun with me. And his other guest, well he’s not even half of you, honestly. So yeah, I’m glad I came over.” He smiled at me, as we chit chatted a bit more. He put on some porn, and pulled out a penis pump. He started to use it on himself, as I just watched the porn a bit more. It had been a couple of hours since we started, so we were both coming down a bit. But I could tell we were both still pretty horny. He saw me watching him pump up, and he knew I probably wanted more dick, especially with me just staring, almost drooling at the bareback porn being played. He handed me the bong and torch. I did a few heavy hits, and then passed it to him. He followed suit, before putting it back down. He handed me another cap of G, just half this time. I downed it, followed by the chaser. He then handed me his pipe and lighter. I did a pretty heavy hit, held it before I had to cough. I handed it back to him to hold, while I coughed a bit more and drank water. He did a hit himself, before handing it back. “One last hit.” I did as I was told, taking another big hit. I started to get really horny again, as I laid there just fingering myself, as he pumped his cock. I could feel the new wave of fun hitting me, and I was aching to feel his cock in me again. He took off his pump and stroked his big cock, his eyes full of lust. He pulled me into kiss him, as my hand went to help stroke him. He moaned a bit as I stroked him, and he stopped kissing me. “Let’s get you in the sling.” We got off the bed, with him having to help me since my legs were almost jelly at this point. I had my bottle of poppers in hand, cause I knew I would need them. I hopped into the seat, and he adjusted the straps, as I put my legs in the holders. He had me scoot down a bit, and teased his cock against my hole. He smiled a bit as I moaned, just watching him. He walked over to grab the lube, first his cock, and then me again. He once again brushed that thick stick against my aching hole. I understood, so I did a couple of long heavy hits, holding the last one. He started to push in, as the wave rode through. He stopped a bit in, letting me get used to it again. He even noted I was still a bit tight. So I did 3 more heavy hits and leaned back, relaxing. Plus the G was finally kicking in more, so I really let go. He finally slid all the way in. He leaned down towards me, staring me straight in the eyes. “This cock is to the hilt. I’m gonna fuck you so hard right now.” I moaned as he slid back a bit more, and true to his word, he started to thrust harder and harder. His pace was slow at first, really working me as I just moaned in ecstasy. He then grabbed my hips and really started to go at it. The sling was rattling a lot, and I just laid there, just letting this beautiful sexy monster cock man fuck me senseless. He fucked me a good while, and even had me rest my feet on his shoulders and fuck myself against his cock, which was a lot harder than it sounds. My feet were put back in the straps and he told me to hang on to the sides hard. I told him let me hit the poppers then he can pound me like the silly slut I am. So I did 3 big hits, dropped the bottle on my chest, and held onto the sides of the sling. He grabbed my hips, pulled me a bit further down, and then went full throttle pounding. He was hitting all sorts of spots and I was just moaning and groaning. He kept it up, faster and faster, until he finally came. I felt the warmth of his cum hitting my walls, and I almost came myself. It had been a while since someone properly bred me. He kept fucking me, with hard thrusts, as he grumbled and growled, shaking a bit. He finally pulled out, a little bit of cum spilling out. I apologized to him, as he gathered a towel to clean himself up and myself. He then helped me out of the sling. My legs barely wanted to work, but man, was it worth it. He put down more towels on the bed, and let me sit, while he went to the bathroom. After a bit, he came in, and told me it was all mine. So I went, flushed a bit out of me, and pissed a bit. I then opened the door to ask him if I could take a quick shower, clean up a bit. He told me it was fine, he was gonna make some pizza pockets for us. So I showered, cleaned out a bit more. He had pumped a lot of cum in me, more than I had ever seen. I was in total shock and impressed at the same time. I even scooped some up to taste, which ended up not being exactly what I had thought it would be. I got out, put on my boxers, and slipped a small hand towel I carried with me, just to make sure I didn’t leak badly for anything I missed, plus I know once I start coming down and pissing, my cock doesn’t always stop wanting to go. So we ate a bit, and then just sat on the bed. We chit chatted a bit, before we both ended up nodding off a bit. I knew I was tired, having been up for almost 36+ hours. I knew I needed to come down a bit more before I headed home. He was fine with that, so we napped for a couple of hours. I gathered all my stuff, and headed home. I was atleast coherent enough to make it back to my house, which was a lot further than Ken’s. Once I got inside, I rushed past my roommates and headed to my room. One of them came to check on me, and I just explained that I had stayed up a bit too much last night, got a few naps here and there, but with all the fucking that went on, I needed another nap. They closed the door, as I got undressed. I ended up back in my own shower, doing another clean out. I got out, dried off, and went to lay in bed. I texted both Harley and Ken. I let Harley know I was home safe, and to thank him for a wonderful time. And then let Ken know that it had been fun to meet him, thank him for introducing me to Harley, and to let him know I was finally home. I got responses from them while I was asleep. Harley was glad and said just text him to arrange another time, that he had a great time. And Ken let me know he had fun and not to be a stranger. I ended up sleeping through the rest of the afternoon, into the night. I got up, had some dinner that was left out for me, talked to my roommates a bit, and then went back to bed. I laid there, still a bit horny. So I pulled out my poppers, my lube, and started to wank off, remembering all that had happened the past day or so. I finally came after about an hour of stroking. It was a well deserved cum. I cleaned up, rolled back into bed, turned off the lights, and drifted off to sleep.

I race off to my office with a real spring in my steps making sure not to cum stain my work suit and head straight to the Gents, luckily no one is in there so encouraged by my first out in the open public sex I stand at the urinals and jack off, my load splattering against the porcelain in double quick time. Phew! I wipe my cock on the communal hand towel and smirk to myself, how lucky am I? I must have missed him on the station platform the next day, and it wasn’t until the following Monday – on another yet rainy day - before I saw him again. He turned up on the platform at the same place and at the same time but was now clean shaven and in an electric blue suit, crisp white shirt with dazzling orange tie. I find myself a few yards away from him on the platform edge and as I glanced sideways to look at him, he pretended to ignore me; he was standing with his hands crossed in front of him, holding a large leather man bag. When the train came in, I maneuvered myself so as to get on next to him. As we moved forward towards the train doors, I caught a tantalizing glimpse of his hard-on in his sharp blue suit, he must have been playing with himself while standing there, after all, first thing in the morning who wouldn’t with his fine piece of equipment I longed to enjoy again. The train was already rammed full of passengers and we were squeezed in to the corner by the doors and reminded me how I’d love to ram his pert ass right now! I still managed to get on next to him but we were now stuck holding onto the same bar above him with his left hand but facing slightly away from me. I was at right-angles to him, however, I couldn’t get around in front of him, as it was simply too crowded and he wasn’t making it easy for me. There simply was no way we could risk the kind of “play” we had enjoyed the other day. The air was heavy with an array of minty fresh breath, the remains of garlic lingering from the previous night, cheap aftershave, expensive cologne and the heady mix of musky BO from the already sweaty tightly packed bodies…all of which made my cock twitch and grow to its full 6.5 inches. God I hope the lady pressed up against me doesn’t move anymore or she will get a big surprise! Nevertheless, in the crowd, I pressed myself against his side and tried to get him to twist around, but he didn’t seem to want to play ball today and I was getting a bit frustrated by this when the train pulled into the next station and a load more people got on. Amidst all the pushing and shoving, I was pressed up to the side of the carriage with nowhere else to move but he ended up with his butt pressed firmly up against my bulging crotch now lodged hard into his butt. The swaying of the train made my erection ride up and down his ass crack making me even more rock hard, already oozing pre-cum into my Calvin Klein’s. Happy that I was in this promising position for the next part of the journey, especially as I couldn’t reach his front, I decided to investigate his backside, I moved so my free hand went neatly to his ass cheeks alongside my hard-on and started to feel the lovely round shape of his bum through his tight trousers. With my fingers extended, I slip my hand forward between his legs and pressed upwards into the spot behind his balls, then traced it back outwards around his ass cheeks as I traced the ridge of his underpants outlining his rounded globes then gently sawed in and out letting him know exactly what I would love to do to him. Throughout all of this, he maintained his position and did nothing to stop me. The height difference between us meant I could just about reach under him until my hand touched his bulge. What a discovery he was sporting an erection set to burst the front of his tightly-fitting trousers! At the next opportunity of passengers getting on and off, we found ourselves up against the glass partition by the seats with now a man mountain standing with his back to us to my right, so we were still well shielded. Still behind him, I slid my right hand around his right thigh and, concealed by his man bag went to grope his trouser bursting cock. With my fingers wrapped around his twitching cock…suddenly, I felt another hand grab mine I certainly wasn’t expecting that, now with someone else involved it was cranking up the risk-stakes. I went cold. I broke out in a cold sweat and a trickle runs down my back causing a shudder I froze, unsure what to do next…but ‘my guy’ then he seemed to wriggle his bum a little rubbing up against the rock-hardness of my own stonking erection pressing deep in his ass crease. This alone was almost enough to make me cum there and then. I’m in awe as he was shuffling through a complete 180 degrees to now face me. Almost feverishly, I allowed the swaying of the carriage to let me adjust my position against him as my hands go to the top of his flies, I expected to find a zip but, to my dismay, I discovered buttons. Damn! Not to be undone, I remembered that on this stretch, there would be a long run now until the next station, which would be on the other side of the carriage, followed by another long run after that. So, bolstered by this knowledge, I found the open bottom button and made my way upwards with dexterous fingers and thumb. In a change of tack, he pressed the back of his right hand against my crotch as I continued delicately undoing his buttons, two, three, eventually four of them, until there was enough room to slide my whole hand inside the warm moist opening. Meanwhile, he continued to brush and press his hand against my dick, bulging hard inside my briefs, now uncomfortably wet from all the pre-cum oozing from my piss slit. How we were able to do this without it being too obvious to anyone in the crowd around us is beyond me. Last time it was me in charge of this intoxicating sexual thrill during our daily commute. However, this time, things were going in an entirely new direction and I was far from in control of myself at the thought of where this might go judging by the state of my own underwear! As he twisted his hand around and began investigating and squeezing the bulge hidden to the outside World by my coat, I slide my hand inside the warm opening of his flies and to my surprise, immediately felt wet cotton then the thick throbbing shaft of his penis. God, it was thick, thicker than I remembered and super rock-hard! I looked directly into his deep wide eyes and gave him a quick raise of my eye-brows. He looked away, being careful not to be discovered…as at the same, his fingers had found the zip of my flies… He wasted no time; before I knew it, zip was down and his hand was inside my trousers and had found the top of my white Calvins. I managed to hook my finger over the waist-band of his underwear and pulled downwards, prying my other fingers into the new opening until my whole hand was inside and the front of his briefs. Immediately, I felt tufts of pubic hair and I squeezed his heavy testicles, now tightly bunched against the warmth of his groin. I saw him swallow hard, parting then licking his lips slightly. He was highly aroused and his right hand was busy working my dick. It was hard to concentrate! As the train came into the next station, we both just stood there, pressed together in the crowd, across from the doors, with people jostling to get on and off around us. As soon as the train moved on, I slowly pulled his foreskin back and as I did so, I watched his eyes close again, as once again he inhaled deeply, pressing his lips hard together, as if to suppress some other more extrovert sign of his ecstasy. I was enjoying this – and so was he! Now, backwards and forwards, I slid his foreskin over the head of his tool and pricked my finger on the sharp underside of his piercing. I swallowed hard to prevent a yelp and hope I’m not bloodying his briefs. I adjusted my hand’s position and continued to jack his hard-on as copious amounts of slippery pre-cum ooze into my fingers and I began sliding it around the head of his penis. Frantically, his fingers pulled at the top my damp briefs and his hand was inside them, releasing my bulging cock into his hand and slipping sideways in my briefs, across my right thigh. He discovered the wetness of my pre-cum and momentarily, I think he thought I had already cum, but because my shaft was hard across my groin and in his grip, he quickly realized otherwise and began sliding my own foreskin back, so that his fingers could mimic what I was doing to him, the two of us jacking in unison. That was it; neither of us could hold it any longer. All at once, I watched as his neck veins began to expand once more against his white shirt, as he sharply breathed-in through his nose and clasped his eyes tight shut I simultaneously felt a series of rhythmic throbs as his cum pulsed volumes pumping endless amounts of cum through my fingers. Just as he was in the midst of his throbbing orgasm, I felt that familiar powerful feeling engulfing my own body, from the depths of my balls, surging up the shaft of my cock, as I exploded into the palm of his hand in two or three long spurts, as I too now tried to stifle to need to scream out loud, “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!” a croaky cough is all that emanates from my open mouth. I still had his throbbing tool in my hand and there was cum everywhere, running, slippery, over his cock, trimmed pubes, balls and down his left leg as I continued to massage his genitals. My own CK’s were soaked but as I was not quite so well-endowed as he was, it was all contained – I think! He slipped his hand out of my briefs and out of my flies. As I moved my hand, I felt his balls relaxing and their tightened sack becoming loose and relaxed again I knew it was time to leave; and in any event, we were coming into “our” exit station. I didn’t have time to do anything else but withdraw my sticky hand from his flies, I was left with cum all over my hand and where I pricked my finger his DNA stung where it was soaking into me…Christ! I’m getting hard again at the thought of a little piece of him in me. The urge to lick my hand and taste his essence was overpowering. Damn! A big globule of his babymakers drips from my hand on to the lady’s dress who has her back pressed up against me. Umm wonder how she is going to explain that at work? I figure I’m shielded enough so go for it, close my eyes and imagine it’s his gorgeous thick cock I’m sucking as my mouth engulfs my hand and lick the juices off my fingers. After that split second of imagery I open my eyes to see the man seated with just the glass partition separating us smiling up at me. I give him a wink and as the crowd exits the train we all depart. I started to follow ‘my man’ but quickly realized that it would be futile as the hustle and bustle of our fellow commuters put distance between us. I saw him disappearing up the escalator as the dampness in my groin became cold and uncomfortable, I couldn’t help but imagine his discomfort too at having to walk the rest of the way to work, his button-flies still undone and drenched underwear leaking cold, sticky cum down his leg. Just like me, he would probably have to go directly into the toilet at work, take off his briefs and spend the rest of the day with nothing on under those tight trousers! I’m thinking the local dry cleaners were going to be busy this week. I reach into my pocket to retrieve a tissue to clean up only to find a piece of paper, it says, “Hi I’m James, meet me later at 6pm outside the station, let’s take these morning rendezvous a step further?”

Matt was dreaming, a pound sensation happening over and over again. He could feel his cock swell and harden in his dream-like state. He fantasized about taking raw cock. He imagined his teammates like Bryan, a soccer stud and football god, holding him down, forcing him to take his cock. He picture Diego, a hot latino buddy of his with a lean body and tan skin, shoving his cock into his mouth, forcing Matt to gag on his uncut latino dick. This dream was making Matt's cock swell. Next his teammates morphed into different versions of themselves. Bryan had pierced nipples and a pierced cock, sporting a big scorpion tattoo on the side of his abdomen, sweet dripping down his abs as he forced Matt to take his cock balls deep. Matt knew he was fantasizing about Bryan being poz, a leather cockring around his 7 inch cock. Likewise, Diego sported a big biohazard tat just above his cock and below his hairless, perfect abs. He looked gaunt and leaner than Matt had remembered. Fuck this was a hot dream, Matt thought. Feeling Bryan forcing his poz cock into his tight hole as Diego shoved his cock down his willing throat. Slowly the fucking became more intense, Matt feeling the momentum ripple through his whole body, like he was quickly swinging back and forth, almost like a hammock. He felt a pinch on his nipple, causing Matt to slightly open his eyes, seeing darkness. Slowly the sound of moaning flooded into his consciousness. It sounded like a group of men all fucking, sucking, gagging on cock. A thick black cock appeared before his eyes, slowly forcing its way into his mouth. Reflexively, Matt opened his mouth, allowing the 9 inch cock to enter his mouth and slide down his throat. His concentration on the black cock was broken by his body being slammed forward, forcing him to bob up and down on the cock. Opening his eyes wider, he was eye level with the torsos of at least five guys. Confused, in a moment of panic, he choked on the cock in his throat and tried to lift his head. "Well, looks like Matt is finally wake," Matt heard Trent's familiar voice say. A few men laughed. Matt, the evening rushing back to him, slowly realized who he was with. "Most everyone showed up why you were passed out on G, fag. These are my poz breeding brothers." Matt, eyes adjusting to the darkness, made out that there was at least 8 or 9 guys in the room with him. A muscular latino with a big cock and an emaciated look continued pounding Matt's hole without interruption. Matt couldn't help but think that this guy must be in the late stages of AIDS. His cheeks were prominent on his wasted face, without an ounce of fat on his body. Seeing that, knowing that his poz load may well be lethal caused Matt's hole to tighten up on his cock, hoping to squeeze out the toxic cum he was quickly becoming addicted to. "You passed out from a little to much G, baby," Trent continued, "so we carried you over to a sling room, getting you positioned for everyone to fuck you. You must have taken at least a dozen toxic loads by now." Matt could feel his hole, the soreness now coming to his attention, as the latino guy came in him and an older daddy taking his place within seconds. He felt the older man pulling on his jockstrap. Matt wonder when they had slipped that back on him. He could still feel the cockring he had on early squeezing his limp T dick. He began moaning louder as the daddy fucking him began to thrust faster and faster, the pain in Matt's hole increasing with the onslaught. He felt someone place a bottle in his hand, knowing it was poppers. He held it up to his nose, inhaling deeply, feeling his hole respond by sucking in the cock that was fucking him. "Hit it again," Trent commanded. Matt inhaled, his hole feeling nice and loose, his face flushed. "Again," Trent said. Matt inhaled strongly again. His head beginning to swim from the lack of air and the effects of the poppers. "Again," and Matt dutifully obeyed, his breaths becoming swallower and faster as he attempted to get some air. "Keep going," Trent commanded again, Matt's head rushing and his hands shaking. Someone took the bottle before he spilt it, with Matt barely noticing. He didn't even feel the extra few fingers that had invaded his hole along side the older daddies cock. God, Matt thought, he had never felt so loose before. The older man pulled his cock out after a few more minutes of fucking him, presumably having blasted his DNA all over over Matt's guts. He walked over to Matt's head, forcing him to suck the cum covered cock clean. Matt tasted it, the cum covered cock, a mixture of all the toxic loads that had been dumped in him. He could feel the warmth of the cock, hot from having been buried in his rectum just seconds ago. He even taste a hint of blood, mixed with another flavor. "Fuck," the older man moaned, "this slut loves ass-to-mouth. How does your boypussy taste?," he asked. Matt moaned a muffled yes the best he could, the cock hitting the back of his throat, Matt trying his best to suppress his gag reflex. He noticed his hole was empty and he desperately wanted a cock to fill it. His wish was fulfilled a second later by a random black guy he hadn't seen before. "Fuck," Matt thought, "his cock is fucking thick." It was hurting Matt as much as it felt good, but he was so desperate to get fucked, he wasn't going to say a word. Out of the corner of his eyes he noticed Trent, a small camcorder in hand, filming Matt's corruption on camera. Dan seemed to be filming something similar on his phone. Trent saw Matt looking. "You ready to be a pornstar boy?" "MMhhmmm" Matt moaned, cock in his mouth. The thought of being exposed online got him so hard, his hole tighten around the cock in his hole. Trent got close in with the camera. The cock in Matt's mouth taken out. Trent leaned in, focusing the camera on Matt's face. "You ready for another toxic load faggot?" "Yes sir," Matt replied in a moaning, whiney voice the jock stud would have never have sounded like only 24 hours ago. "Are you ready to take another HIV+ load in your hole?" "Yes sir, please. I want more poz cum." "How old are you boy?" Trent asked for the camera. "18" "And your still in high school?" "Yes sir. Jefferson high school." "What's your name?" "Matt. Matt... Pierson." Matt couldn't believe he was admitting this on cam but it made him hornier and hornier. The meth was making him lose all his inhibitions. His limp tina cock was calling the shots now, and it was telling Matt to expose himself as the AIDs whore he was. "Say hi to your mom and dad," Trent prompted, a sinister smile on his face. He zoomed in on Matt's face. "Hi mom and dad," Matt said smiling meekly at the camera, slightly ashamed but mostly aroused. "Do you know who is fucking how?" Trent asked him. "No sir, I've never met any of these men before." "And what are they wearing for protection?" "Nothing, it's all bareback." "And you wanted that?" Trent questioned him again. "Yes sir." "And you know what we all have?" "Everyone is poz sir. They have HIV+ and I've been taking their loads all night." "That's right faggot. You've been turned into a hole, a cumdump taking loads from complete strangers, poz strangers." Trent panned the camera over to Matt's hole, to get a perspective of Matt taking raw cock. He watched the cock slide in and out of Matt's hole. The hole remained gaping open, it's edges red and puffy from being fucked for hours. Cum dripped out of his open hole, cum making the bands of his jockstrap wet. A pool of cum and lubed pooling in the low point of the sling.Trent kept Matt's face in frame the entire time. Trent asked Matt, "And who do you want to become poz from your school? Who do you want to fuck you?" Without thinking, Matt responded, "Diego, Bryan, Chris, Louis, my soccer teammates." "And what has turned you into a cumdump whore? What drug?" "I've slammed crystal meth, tina, all night." Dan, ready for the prompt, got the gear ready, going over to Matt and tying off his arm. Holding the point up to the camera. Trent, finding the perfect angle, continued filming. On camera, you saw the point go into Matt's arm, the scarlet color of his blood when the plunger was pulled back. Slowly, Dan pushed the plunger in, Matt's face becaming red. Matt coughed, the rush pervading his body for the third time in a day. "How does it feel?" Trent asked. "I feel like a fucking god! I feel so good. I want to get fucked hard, by more poz cock." His eyes went wide, guys switched positions, another cock feeling his hole. Trent handed the cam to Dan and started preparing for their next activity. Guys continued to come and leave, the crowd a little less then earlier, when Matt was just waking up from his G overdose. Trent pulled a rag out of his bag, spraying Maximum Impact on it. He knew Matt could tolerate a heavy dose. Going over to Matt, he managed to tie it around his head, knowing it would force him to inhale through the cloth. Matt, letting Trent control him, accepted the cloth without question. He could smell the chemical scent of it, quickly feeling its affects. He felt like his surroundings were becoming mute, a sensation of being underwater. He could feel Trent fingering his hole, sticking in all for fingers with no resistance. Trent tuck in his thumb, slowly working it in. Slowly moving it in and out, his knuckles making a bit of forward progress each time. He could hear Matt moaning in pain, knowing that each breath was taking him more and more out of it. Fast enough, he felt Matt's hole give way, his hand becoming sucked in up to the wrist, feeling Matt surrounding his hand with his hole. "God," Trent thought, "my fag is perfect. I'm going to love training him over the next couple of months." Dan continued filming, catching ever second of Matt's descent into depravity, his complete loss of innocence. Trent could't help but smile, thinking about what a hot video this evening would make. Knowing that it would be the tool to form Matt into the poz cumdump he was meant to be. Trent continued working his hand out, feeling the hole push him out. Again, he started pushing in, feeling the hole grasping his hand. Matt, head spinning and feeling lightheaded, felt Trent's hand invading his hole. It felt so intense, feeling him up each time he entered, the pain worth every second of that wonderful feeling. How could it fill so fantastic to have a hand in him? He could feel it pressing on his bladder, his prostate. Trent was going faster, stretching his hole, lube and toxic cum plopping out with each withdrawal of Trent's hand. Suddenly, Matt felt Trent hitting this spot, stimulating a spot in Matt that made his dick go wild. Before he realized it, Matt noticed that he had pissed him, drenching his jock in the few places left that hadn't been drenched by cum or sweat. It was the last thing he distinctly remembered from the rest of the evening, fists still forcing their way in and out of his hole, cocks entering his mouth and hole, random men dumping their poz seed in him. Trent smiled, happy to see his faggot totally blissed out, taking fists and cocks without resistance. In one evening he had transformed a neg stud boy into a filthy faggot full of dirty toxic seed. He knew that when Matt woke up the next day that he'd be conflicted, still not totally convinced of what he had done. Trent knew that the crash from his high would also leave him feeling weak and vulnerable. Trent knew he would have to coach him through it the first time, taking care of him, making sure he didn't run off to his parents or the emergency room, desperately hoping PEP could still save him. After a few more hours, Trent and Dan helped Matt down from his sling, helping him walk back through the building, out a back exit and to the car. Matt was still in just his jock, cum, sweat, and piss covering his body. Dan and Trent had changed already, looking like the clean cut guys they held themselves out to the world to be. They chatted, talking about meeting up the next day. While Matt was sleeping off his crash, he and Dan would edit the footage they had taken tonight, getting it ready to put online. Trent smirked, so happy to have the footage he had taken tonight. He knew it would be the ace in the hole he needed to convince Matt to accept his new lot in life as a cum dump poz whore. Dan helped load Matt in the car, laying him down in the back and then taking off. Trent got in the in the car, picking up his phone. He saw Dan had been sending him messages with pictures of Matt taking cock, slamming, and being used as a poz cumdump. Smiling, he pick up Matt's phone, sending some of his favorites to it. He began flipping through the contacts, eventually coming across a Bryan, Chris, Louis and a Diego. Creating a group text, Trent selected some of his favorite photos to send to the studs Matt had lusted for earlier. Trent had no idea how this would play out for Matt, but he was getting off on the prospect of outing Matt to his teammates. Hitting send, Trent put down the phone, started his car, and headed for home with his new fag passed out in the bag, leaking toxic cum from his hole and freshly outed to his teammates.

I have to say there is nothing quite like sinking your cock into the ass of an innocent young guy knowing that yours is the first to ever enter him. And knowing that you'll be leaving behind a hot load of poz cum makes it even more exciting. Tim was in his freshman year at school and it turns out although he knew he was gay for most of his high school years he kept is totally hidden since his family wouldn't have accepted it at all. And since there were plenty of parental controls on the computer back home he really was an innocent until he got to college. Freed from the shackles of his home but still closeted he started exploring gay porn and discovered he loved it. He also discovered the pleasure that comes from working his fingers up his ass while he was masturbating. We met because he had decided he wanted to try gay sex and luckily for me he was still interested staying in the closet so for the moment guys at school were out. When he arrived at my house he was the picture of an innocent 18y/o virgin college freshman boy. About 5'9 and around 135-140 lbs with a swimmers build. He was one of the smoothest guys his age I've met with light brown hair, blue eyes and peach fuzz still present. He came in and we talked for a while helping him to relax since he was clearly still very nervous. That being said he obviously had a raging hard on that demanded some attention. I led him back to my bedroom and we started with some passionate kisses our hands naturally reaching for the others cock and stroking them gently through our pants. There is nothing quite like a boy exploring his sexuality for the first time and Tim's hormones where in overdrive as his long repressed desires began to blossom. We quickly stripped naked and I was deligted to find Tim sporting a rock hard 7.5" cut cock that looked even bigger on his thin frame. It was framed by a small patch of pubes and his balls and as I found out his ass were still perfectly smooth. Stroking his bare cock for the first time caused Tim to shudder as mine was the first hand other than his own to caress his lovely tool. I kneeled to suck him but before I could get started I couldn't help but notice that he probably hadn't showered before coming over. I asked him if he had and it turned out I was correct. Typical of a first timer he hadn't thought through this issue nor that he needed to clean his ass out so I suggested we go have some fun in the shower. Getting him in I began gently washing his body rubbing my hands all over him and spending some extra time soaping up his cock. The whole time Tim stood their passively shuddering now and then in utter exctasy. When I slid my fingers down his ass and began working the soap up his virgin hole soft moans began to escape his young throat. He was soo fucking hot I could have just rammed him right there but I wanted to take my time and really enjoying giving him his first fuck. We got out of the shower dried off and returned to my bedroom. Sitting him on the bed we started with some passionate kising and stroking again before I began licking my way down his chest. I worked my way down to his cock and started with just the tip kissing it and licking it swirling my tounge around it as my hand gently rubbed his smooth balls. Tim was in heaven moaning and trying to hump his cock up into my mouth and soon enough I swallowed his shaft deep giving him the first blowjob of his life. I've sucked a few cocks in my time but I was determiend that young Tim really enjoy this so I pulled out all the stops. Sure enough he was panting, moaning and writhing as his body experienced a level of pleasure he'd never known. I could sense his load building but I wasn't ready for him to cum yet so I pulled off of his cock. You like that I asked him? "Ohh fuck yeah...it..it was unbelievable!" he said. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. time for you to suck mine" I said to him. I stood up and ordered him to kneel in front of me. "Just go slow at first like I did" I told him "and make sure not to use your teeth!" He grabbed my 8" cut cock in his hands and as he squeezed it a big glob of pre-cum leaked out. Tentatively at first he leaned in and tasted it and finding it to his liking he began licking all over my shaft and cock head. Then having worked himself up to it he took the head in his mouth and began to work his way down it. At about halfway down I could tell his mouth was full and he started bobbing up and down. I let him go on for a while enjoying the picture of this innocent young kid sucking his first cock before I put my hand on the back of his head. "Breathe through your nose.. You need to learn to suck all of a mans cock boy" I told him as I placed my hand on the back of his head and started gently forcing my cock down his throat. He began to gag and tried to back off but I held him firmly and once he started doing as I told him the rest of my 8" death tool slid down his throat. Holding him tight I began fucking his mouth and after taking a minute to adapt he quickly got better at it and started truly deepthroating my cock. I woked his mouth until I felt my own nut starting to build and then I pulled out and proceeded to slap his face with my cock a bit. "You like cock in your mouth don't you boy?" I asked. He nodded yes and asked "did I do good sir?" and by way of an answer I pulled him to his feet and gave him a kiss. "Very nice for a first timer son" I pushed him back onto the bed and got atop him humping our cocks together and making out with him. Our hands roaming over eachothers bodies as we did. Then I once again worked my was down his chest and coming to his cock I began to deepthroat it once again. I worked his cock for a few minutes and then went down to his balls giving them a thorough tounge bath. Then I lifted his legs and speading them wide attacked his perfectly smooth virgin ass with my tounge. This drove him wild as he moaned and quivered and shuddered as my tounge invaded him. I spent several minutes workign his ass open and getting him nice and ready for my thick fuck tool. The object of my desire lay helpless under me and it was time to fully defile this innocent virgin boy. I rolled him over and pulled his ass up a bit leavign him face down with his butt sticking up in the air. I appled some lube to my cock and his hole and guided my cock head to the waiting entrance. "Wait aren't you supposed to put a condom on?" He asked me. "Maybe so kid but I don't like them and only fuck raw...It feels so much better this way" I told him. Rubbing my cock head against his hole i said "Your call kid you wanna get fucked or not??" I knew at this point there was no way the kid was gonna stop his desires and hormones raging at full force and my cock posied at his hole. "Ok" he said "but just be gentle ok it is my first time". I began to push in and as I did he began to whimper his small cries coming at a very high pitch. Gently working my cock into him I could see his face in the mirror closet doors eyes screwed tight shut and he fought to accept my cock in his virgin ass. I sunk my cock in deep and began a smooth gentle fuckign motion. He continued to whimper but it was getting clear that my cock head hitting his prostrate was moving him from the agony of first penetration to pleasure. He began pushing back into me and it was all I could do not to cum right there as the picture of this inncoent kid impaling his virgin ass on my poz fuck tool was too hot for words. I continued to pound his ass slowly picking up speed and driving my cock in a little harder each time. I decided I want to see his face looking up at mine when the moment came to i spun him back onto his back and spreading his legs remounted him and resumed my fucking. I could see from this angle the wanton lust in the kids eyes and I began to stroke his cock as I fucked him. "Ohh fuck yea man... do me ...yeah God that so good.uuhh....uhhhh.uhh..oh God....fuck....." he was moaning as the sensations of his first fuck overwhelmed him. I could sense him getting ready to cumm and at the same time I knew I couldn't last much longer..... "Fuck yeah kid here it comes!!" I cried out as my load boiled up in my balls..."Gonna cum inside you boy." I told him. "Yeah give it to me" he begged in a high pitched whimper and my cock exploded inside him shooting jet after jet of hot poz death fluid deep in his no longer virgin and now defiled ass. As I came his cock exploded as well shooting a good 4-5 thick jets of cum up his chest, onto his face and even onto the headboard of my bed. Feelign the death fluid filling his ass I worked my cock in extra deep making sure his hole was well coated by my load. We ended up lying there for a while and after he recovered we talked a bit an I encouraged him not to be afraid to let guys his own age fuck him too. Before he left that night I fucked another load of poz cum up inside him. We stayed in touch and over the next few weeks I gave him a couple more loads but none as hot as that first time. He also told me he'd hooked up with a couple of guys at school as well. Then one day he shows up at my place in tears. I invite him in and he proceeds to tell me he got sick and after going to the doc he was told he was poz. We talked for a while and by the time we were done he understood that it wasn't a death sentance and that in fact now that he had it he could feel free to much as much as a cum slut as he wanted to be. I fucked another load into his ass before he left and I have a strong suspicion that a cum slut is exactly what he turned out to be.

The rain showed no signs of letting up as Jason continued his slow lost walk through the dark streets of London. He couldn't remember why he got kicked out the club he just knew that the bouncers made it very clear he needed to fuck off, despite being sure that his girl was still in there with his phone. He had been trying to find a cash machine for the last half an hour but all the streets seemed the same and in his drunk state he had gotten turned around so many times he didnt know where he was. All he knew was that he was soaked through, his white polo now clinging to his young body and his trackies wrapped tight around his muscled ass. He turned down another dark alley and walked halfway down before the rain took another turn for the worst and began hammering down so hard he could barely see two feet in front of him. He threw himself into the doorway of the nearest store front which such drunken force he stumbled right through the door and collapsed on the floor inside as a large burly black man stood over him. “Well what little white rabbit has been washed up in this storm” he gruffed has he gripped the young Jason by the scruff of his soaked wet collar and effortlessly lifted him up to his feet. Jason swayed a little trying to clear his head and tried to regain some composure and dignity. “Shit sorry mate, sorry, heads all over the place, just trying to figure out my way home and that” he slurred as he swayed on his feet. “Dont you worry little rabbit, just take a second” Jason's eyes tried to focus but in his drunk state he couldn't make out much. The room was a foyer, bright and warm. There were posters all over the walls and another slightly older man was stood behind a counter with a sheet of glass across it. There were a couple of towels ready to be passed out. “What is this place mate” Jason asked confused but appreciating the warmth. “This is a sauna, and likely the perfect place for you, looks like you need to warm up and dry off” said this big black beast as he took a fistful of Jason polo and squeezed a large amount of rain water from it. “Its twenty for entry and you can stay as long as you like and enjoy all the facilities on hand” smirked the man behind the counter. “Plus we will even dry your clothes for you so they will be nice and dry in the morning after the rain has stopped.” Jason's eyes glazed slightly. The man behind the counter was topless, slender and hairless but with an assortment of tattoos over him including a chemical symbol and a large scorpion. Whilst he looked intimidating for someone who essentially worked on a reception, it was warm here, and he could use somewhere to relax. He couldn't keep walking around in this rain and catch a cold, plus who could he call without his phone. Maybe it was all the drink but this seemed like a smart idea. So he took out his wallet and passed over his bank card. “Okay awesome, perfect yeah. And you'll dry my clothes too yeah. I aint getting sick from that” “Dont you worry” said the man behind the counter “Its not wet clothes that will get you sick here” his smile creeping wider across his face as he scratched the biohazard symbol across his chest. The big burly black bouncer got behind Jason and began patting him down. “Right rabbit just spread your legs for me. Standard procedure here especially for sweet young chav flesh like you. Just need to make sure you aint trying to sneak in your own stuff here you get me” “Er yeah sure man sure” said Jason as those big black hands began to rub Jason's chest brushing his nipples as they rubbed against the wet material of the polo. “Right this needs to come off, makes sense to chuck in the tumblr dryer now hey Brian” said the bouncer as he began pulling off Jasons wet polo straight over his head. “Smart thinking there Dean, get it all through and we will sort this lad out now”. “You heard him lad” said Dean as his thick thumbs tucked into Jasons trackies and pulled them down in one fluid motion revealing immediately a pearly white smooth behind. “Woah shit mate, fuck what are you doing!” Jason spluttered as Dean exposed him totally naked. Immediately throwing his hands to cover his soft wet cock and low hanging balls. “Ha! Look at this little perv walking round commando and he gets all precious haha” laughed Dean as he put his foot between Jason's legs preventing him from pulling the wet garment back up. “Don't worry about it we are only messing, in fact I'm commando right now too” Dean said as he grabbed his crotch which seemed to be creeping halfway down his leg as he gave it a shake in his loose fitting trousers. He pushed his hips forward so that Jason's face brushed against it being bent over trying to pull his trousers up. “Chill out rabbit its fine, we are all men here, you're good. Besides we are helping you out so lets just get you sorted and into the sauna to relax and warm up”. Jason relented and stood up straight. He stepped out of his trackies, and stood there naked aside from some wet trainers and white socks. “Good rabbit, now just turn round and I just need to check one last thing to see if you are concealing anything. Hands on the counter and spread your legs for me” Jason didnt know what to do, there was something in him screaming this was fucked up, but what more could he do, here he was naked, being man handled by a big muscled bouncer and he didnt want to end up naked out in London in this weather. So against all better judgement and under the haze of alcohol he turned around placed his hands on the counter and bent over. The man behind the counter took the clothes and threw them into a laundry basket, came back and placed his hands over Jason's holding them in place. “Dont worry kid this is all standard procedure. This is a pretty exclusive place and we get all sorts trying to come in and ruin the fun. We are doing you a favour by letting you in, just need to make sure you arent trying to fuck us over”. “Its cool I understand, Its cool” Jason mumbled as he felt Dean kneel and spread his cheeks apart. Dean couldn't resist licking his lips and the tiny pink hole was revealed. It was obvious nothing had ever gone up there looking like a collectors piece. He couldnt wait to see the mess this boy would be when the morning came. He took a long suck of his large index calloused index finger and slowly applied pressure to the tight puckered hole. “Oh oh oh fuck mate what the fuck” Jason cried as he tried to pull away from the counter whilst Brian held his hands down in place “ssssh ssssh just relax and push out, it'll make it easier” Dean continued the force and pushed in deep in one unrelenting motion straight to his knuckle and the wiggled around, making sure to flick Jason's newly discovered prostate and taking the opportunity to drag his nail around those fresh fleshy walls. “Good and tight and feels clean” he announced as he pulled his finger out with an abrupt pop, “but just let me check one more thing. As Brian distracted Jason with some small bullshit talk about how it was almost over and he would be relaxing real soon, Dean dug out a nice chunk of crystal from his little baggie and placed it on his wet finger “Right rabbit one last check” he said and he once again pushed the finger back up inside the young lads tight hole making sure the crystal went in nice and deep. “Oh fuck what was that” Jason bellowed as he bucked his body up. “My bad, probably just my finger nail” Dean softly replied as he pulled his finger out stood up, staring into the a confused and slightly bewildered Jason. “Dont worry Rabbit, all done now and you can go and relax” Brian handed Jason his towels and buzzed him through a door as Jason slowly stumbled through the doors trying to shake off the feeling that this was a terrible idea. The door shut behind him and the electronic lock clicked into place. Jason walked through past Brian in the reception and shuffled towards the direction of the lockers not looking back, missing Brian taking long tender sucks on Deans finger, cleaning the pink streaks and residue of meth that had been pushed deep into Jasons guts slowly dissolving with every step he took.

About a year ago I was having some trouble with an ex-BF of mine who wanted me back. I had given him a firm no, but then things began to escalate as he began making abusive telephone calls and leaving me vile text messages, but one particular day I came home to find my entire flat had been turned over. It was one hell of a mess. I checked around, and while it didn't look like anything was missing, nevertheless I rang the police and they said they would send someone round. Well the copper they sent around was in his 30s, blond hair, blue eyes, about 6 feet tall. Mmmmmmmmm, I thought to myself. Not bad. He looked around, took down some notes, and asked me my name. I replied with my name and age. I couldn't help stop staring at him. Not only was he stunningly handsome, his uniform also fitted him perfectly. I found myself offering him a drink and to my pleasure we ended-up sitting in the kitchen talking. I gave him a summary of what I knew my ex had been doing, and that I suspected he was behind the violation of my flat. I went on describing my ex's behavior since I had declined to reconnect with him. The copper then asked if I had anyone else in my life. I initially thought his was question was strange, but then surmised he was he was just getting background questions. I replied, no I hadn't as I wanted to explore the field a bit. The PC then shifted uncomfortably in the chair and gave a load cough to clear his throat. By then I was day dreaming of the copper fucking me raw, any way he wanted. He brought me back down to Earth, however, by calling my name. I smiled and replied "Yes?" He looked somewhat flustered. I asked him "What's wrong?" He replied "Nothing," but his face gave everything away. I found myself rising, walking around the table, leaning forward and kissing him. Our mouths met greedily, tongues exploring each other's mouths and lips. Mmmmmmmmm. I urged him to stand up, I unbuttoned his belt and trousers, and pulled-down his boxers. "Oh my, what a beautiful cock" I murmured. It was at least eight inches long, was quite thick and uncut. I began to lick the long delicious shaft, and then took him into my mouth. He placed his hand behind my head to make sure I didn't come off it. Then I noticed a certain tattoo on his inner thigh: it was the biohazard tattoo, but I was to caught up to care. Having this copper in front of me, his cock in my mouth. > More to come soon!

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!)

Visiting London for the next few days. Total worthless slut taking loads. Hit me up on BBRTS - Shootinsideme

Those of you that follow my stories know that the things I like best are str8 men and black men. There's nothing in the world that I like more than getting fucked by a horny, str8, black man with a bbc. Knowing that the Mayweather/McGregor Fight here in Las Vegas at the T-Mobile Arena would be bringing 10's of thousands of horny str8 men into Las Vegas for the past weekend, I planned ahead and got a motel room reserved at a seedy motel, located just across the freeway from the arena that the fight would be taking place. I rent rooms at this motel quite often. Because it was a busy weekend, the price was 5 times the normal price. But, I was willing to fork out the money for the chance to get a steady stream of cock and cum that night. From past experience, I've found that the guys that come for these fights leave the fights full of testosterone, anger, aggression and are hornier than hell. Fight nights are always the busiest nights of the year for the prostitutes here in Vegas. The strip clubs are overflowing after the fights. And the guys usually leave the strip clubs sexually frustrated and horny as hell. So, I checked into my seedy motel room early that evening. I had been placing ads and notices on Grindr, Growlr, BBRT, Squirt, and of course Craigslist. Craigslist usually tends to bring me the biggest responses on fight nights. I douched and showered and set bottles of poppers, lube and boxes of tissues around the room. I had put 2 small night lights into wall-sockets in the room and one in the socket of the bathroom to give the room just a dim light. Because I was going to have all the other lights turned off. Since I have no idea of how many guys will show up, who they are and may not even see most of their faces, I make sure that I've locked all my valuables in my car, then lock my keys in a bag and secure the bag to something unmovable with a bike lock. I don't want to take chances of someone ripping me off while I'm getting fucked. My ads had said that beginning at 9pm, my hotel room would be unlocked. Come in, find me ass up, face down on the bed. Feed me your cock in either my mouth or ass. Pound, seed me and leave. I sent emails and texts to the guys that had already replied to give them my hotel address and room number. I updated my Craigslist ads and hid my hotel name and room number in the ad so guys could just come over without having to contact me. I rigged the door with duct tape over the lock, I turned out the lights, grabbed a bottle of poppers that I planned to keep in my hands. There were 2 other bottles of popper for the guys to use if they wanted them. I climbed on the edge of the bed and put my ass up. Then I waited for about 20 minutes before I heard the door open and close. I heard clothes being discarded, then felt a finger on my hole. Someone spit on my hole and put their cockhead up to it. I took some strong hits of poppers as I felt a thick cock being pushed up inside me. I had no idea who's cock it was? And that was definitely part of the enjoyment. Soon the guy was slapping my ass and calling me a bitch, whore, cunt. I could tell from the voice that it was a black guy. That made it all the more exciting for me. He moved me to all sorts of positions to get into me deeply. Finally he pushed me over onto my back, my legs up over his shoulders, and I could see his handsome, young face. He looked to be in his early 20's. Almost 6' tall. Maybe 185lbs. He was ramming deeply into me. He fucked me for about 25 minutes before he finally grunted and filled my ass with his load. Once he'd cum, he quickly pulled out, wiped his cock with some tissues I'd left on the dresser, he quickly dressed and left my room, tossing the cum covered tissues onto the floor as he walked out the door. No words exchanged. I took a drink of water and got back on the edge of the bed in my ass up position. For the next two hours there were another 4 guys that came into my room. 1 older black guy couldn't keep a hard on long enough to fuck me. But I ended up sucking him off and he came down my throat. The other 3 guys filled my ass. Two white guys and one black kid in his 20's. Then I had about an hour with no action. But, from past experience, I know that on fight nights here in Las Vegas, there's a period where the str8 guys are all out drinking and watching the girls at the strip clubs, I just have to be patient. I kept reposting my Craigslist ads, then finally around 1:30am my door opened again. I quickly jumped back onto the edge of the bed. The guy that had come in was a white guy in his late 40's. He was gruff looking. He looked like he might have been one of the 18 wheel truck drivers that overnighted in the truck lots on either side of the motel. But, talking is not what they want. They want ass. So I put my ass back up and he soon had pulled down his pants and was pushing his 6" cock up into me. The previous loads of cum inside me made it so that lube was no longer necessary. The guy was a quick cummer. Maybe 4 minutes of fucking resulted in him putting his load in me. Pulling up his pants and leaving. About 5 minutes later the door opened again. I didn't look up, but heard two guys whispering to each other. So I turned my head to see a very tall, 6'4", slender black guy taking off his clothes. He looked familiar. "Hey", I said to him. "I thought this might be your ad.", he said. "I fucked your white ass a few months ago. Remember''? "I live in the apartment across the street." he said. "Fuck, YEAH!" I said. "I remember your cock. He indeed lived across the street from the motel. He had a 9" bbc. He stayed hard as a rock and had staying power. I had gone to his apartment a few months ago and he fucked me for 2 hours straight before he came in me. I was sore for a week, afterwards, but it was a great fuck. "I brought my buddy to sample your white ass", he said. His buddy hasn't said a word, but he has stripped completely and has climbed up on the bed. He's feeding his 8" uncut black dick to me. It's not hard, but he begins to swell as I start to suck on him. The other guy is slapping his 9" cock on my hole. "Damn! You're wet back here. How many loads in you?" he asked. "I've got 4 in my ass and one down my throat", I said. "Well..... You about to get two more in your pussy, I 'spect", he said. For the next hour, this hot fucker and his buddy kept taking turns pounding both my ass and mouth. While they were using my holes another guy had come in. He was an older white guy in his 50's. Cubby and not very good looking. He never fully undressed, but he did unzip and pulled out his smallish cock and would walk around and watch the two black studs using me. He finally sat on one of the chairs and stroked his cock as he watched the action on the bed. then the 9" guy began to groan and yell "You want my cum? You want my load? I'm gonna seed you, faggot. You want it?" he was growling. "Fuck, YEAH!" I shouted. "Fill my ass. Cum in me", I yelled. Just then, the older white guy stood and came to the bed to watch the action. The 9" guy begins to fill my ass with his load. And the white guy shoots his load onto my side. He quickly pulls up his pants and leave the room as the 9" guy pulls from me and changes places with his buddy. His buddy slides up into my cum filled ass as the other guy kneels in front of me and feeds me his cum covered cock to clean off. I clean off the cum from him as the 8" guy is ramming into me. He's got me held tightly around the waist and he's really slamming into me. The bed is pounding against the wall as he rams into me. I'm sniffing poppers as fast and as deeply as I can as he's pounding me. He only takes a couple of minutes of fucking before he grinds deep into me and lets out a growl. He shakes as he fills my ass with his load. The growl is the first sound he's made. But his growl is loud and low. He pulls from me and quickly dresses. His buddy is already dressed and patiently waiting on one of the chairs for his friend to finish fucking me. As they're leaving the 9" guy says, "Let me know when you back, fag", as they both leave the room. I've got cum dripping down my legs and my thighs are getting sore. But, I'm not ready to give up, yet. I lay on my back and try to catch my breath while I check for messages. I send my room number to a couple of guys that requested it, then see the door to my room open again. From the light outside the door, I can dimly see a tall black guy in his early 40's peek inside my room. "You the old queer taking nigger dick?'' he asks. His use of the word "nigger" catches me by surprise, but I shake my head and mutter, "Yes. That's me". "You better be able to handle a couple of big, black, horny, fuckers, faggot. Cause your ass is gonna get used", he says as he comes in the room. He's followed by 3 more black guys. All in their 40's. Two of the guys are late 40's, very tall, thin and muscular. One guy looks to be in his early 40's, maybe late 30's. He's short, but extremely muscular to the point of being kind of intimidating. The 4th guy is early 50's, heavy set. Probably about 5'8" tall and 290 lbs. They all come inside and begin to strip. The first guy (#1) is now nude and I drop to my knees at his feet and begin to suck on his soft, but already huge bbc. He's cut, not sure how long he'll grow? But his cock is hanging over a set of huge, hairy, black balls. I suck on his cock and on his balls as his cock begins to harden. Soon another black cock is at my face. I take turns sucking on both of them. "Show me that pussy", #1 says to me. I climb on the bed and put my ass up. I spread my ass cheeks. I feel a sharp pain as he slaps my ass hard. He puts his thumb up to my asshole and presses it in me. Cum dribbles from my hole as he presses his thumb into me. "Damn! That's a well used pussy, boys", he says as he presses his thumb in me. "This queer's been takin' some dick, already". He slaps his semi hard cock against my ass as I take some drags on my poppers. Soon, I feel his cock pressing into me. The younger guy (#2) is now kneeling on the bed, at my face, he's fully hard and I take his cockhead into mouth. It's an awkward angle, but he fucks my face as best he can as #1 continues to fuck me. Then #2 turns and puts his ass to my face. I lick his hole. "Yeah! Lick his nigger ass, you fuckin' queer." #1 growls as I lick his friends asshole. #1 pulls out of me and the short, heavy set guy (#3) steps up to fuck me. I catch a glimpse of him as he walks towards my ass. He's got a respectable 8" bbc. Nice and thick. He immediately slides up into me in one, quick thrust. He's groaning as he begins to pump into me. "Damn! Feels like pussy." #3 says as he fucks me. The other tall, thin 40's guy (#4) has now taken his buddies place at my face and is putting his black ass up to my face. His ass smells sweaty and funky, like he's been out in our 100+ degree heat all day. The smell is intoxicating as only a black man's ass can smell. I'm hungrily lapping my tongue on his puckered black hole. He reaches back and spreads his ass cheeks. I slide my tongue as deep into him as I can get it. I can feel the soft, pink inside of his hole with my tongue. He's moaning and groaning as I eat his hot hole. "Holy FUCK!" #4 growls as I continue to eat him. "Feels good, fag! Real good! Never had a tongue in my shitter before". Damn!", he moans. #3 cums fairly quickly. He lets out a loud grunt and shakes as he fills my ass with his hot load. #3 pulls from me and #1 slides back into me. His cock has grown to well over 9"s. He's very thick as well. I continue to lick his buddies hole as he begins to brutally pound my ass. "Like this, Faggot? You like our nigger dicks in you? Huh, queer?" "You like being a pussy for our straight, nigger dicks?" I moan loudly as a reply as I continue to eat his friends asshole. #1 is ramming into me, slapping my ass and continuing to call me fag, queer, whore, pussy, cunt and every other name he can call me. #1 pulls from me and #4 moves from my mouth to my ass and slides his bbc up into me. #4 is obviously very turned on. He's got about 7"s, he's rock hard and super horny from the ass eating I've been giving him. He grabs me tightly around my waist and rams deeply into me. I again have to suck on my poppers as he assaults my ass with his bbc. He's grunting as he pounds me and within just a few minutes of fucking me he lets out a groan and fills my ass with his load. He quickly pulls from me as my ass is milking his cock and the younger guy, #2 steps behind me. He slams into me in one, quick thrust. He's slapping my ass as he fucks. He's also calling me a faggot, queer, whore, pussy, etc. as he's fucking me. Like his buddies, he's a brutal fuck. He's ramming into me deep and hard. #1 is slapping his bbc on my face as his buddy is fucking me. About a 5 minute fuck resulted in #2 filling me with his load. And then #1 stepped back to my ass and slammed back into me. He gave me another 5 or 6 minute fuck before he also deposited his str8 load into my cunt. Cum was streaming down my inner thigh as he pulled from me. The 4 guys dressed as they laughed about the queer they had just fucked. I collapsed onto my back on the bed and watched them dress and leave. It's now after 3am and I'm exhausted. I'm thinking that I'd better call it a night and lock the door. But, before I can even gain the energy to climb off the bed to pull the duct tape off the door, the door opens and in walks two white guys in their late 30's. These guys are very rough looking. Both wearing wifebeater tee shirts and genes. Very gruff looking and covered in tats. They are really sort of intimidating. They are not exactly muscular or buff. But looked strong and had an angry look about them. I'm feeling very uncomfortable. They both walk into my room and slam the door shut. "We just want blow jobs. You fine with that?" the first guy asks? "Yeah. Sure", I say. The first guy immediately begins to unzip and pulls out a 6" uncut, soft cock. I climb off the bed and drop to my knees at his feet. I take his cock into my mouth and begin to suck on his very ample foreskin. "Grab me some beers", he says to his friend. His friend leaves the room and quickly returns with a 6pack of beers that they must have had in the car. They both pop a beer open and swig on their beers as I suck on #1. I suck on him for several minutes before he pulls from me, kicks his shoes off and pulls his pants and underwear off. He sits on the edge of the bed and I crawl back between his legs and take his now hard cock back into my mouth. I hungrily work my mouth on his cock. I lick his balls and he moans a bit. Then he lays back on his back and I lick under his balls. "You lick asshole?" he asks? I lift his legs and lick at his hole. He spreads his ass for me and I go in deeper. He may be str8, but he's obviously let guys eat his hole before. He's eager to be pleased. I lick and eat his hole, then go back to suck his balls then back to his cock. His buddy has now undressed and he's fingering my cummy asshole. #1 says to #2, "You gonna fuck him?" "Yeah. Why not?" he says. #1 climbs back onto the bed. Leaning back against the headboard, he motions for me to climb up on the bed to continue to suck him. I climb up on the bed and crawl between his legs and again take his cock in my mouth. His buddy climbs onto the bed and positions himself behind me, on his knees. He pushes his hard cock up into me and begins to pound my hole. As both guys are using my holes, I hear the door open and close. I come up from #1's cock to see a black guy entering my room. He's mid 50's, 6'2", 200 lbs, very good looking. He moves to the table and takes a seat to watch the white guys using me. After a few minutes he unzips and pulls out a huge, thick cock and slowly strokes it as I continue to be used by the 2 white guys. The guy I'm sucking soon begins to moan and fills my mouth with his salty load of cum. He and I are both moaning as I hungrily swallow his str8 cum. This sets his buddy off as #2 now begins to groan and shoots his load of str8 cum deep inside me. He fills my ass and they both pull from me and climb off the bed. The tall black guy still just sits there, stroking his cock as the white guys dress and leave. The black man now stands and undresses. He's an incredibly handsome, (Think Billy D. Williams), muscular, hung black man in his late 50's. "How much you got in you?" he asks? "I have no idea", I say with a laugh. He laughs also and tells me to kneel on the edge of the bed. He's now naked and kneels behind me. He spreads my ass and licks at my hole. He spreads my ass wider and tells me to squeeze out some cum. I do as I'm told and he hungrily laps at my cum soaked asshole. Then he presses his face deep between my ass cheeks and begins to suck on my hole. He's hungrily draining my ass of all those loads of cum that have been deposited inside me. He's moaning with pleasure as he's feasting on my hole. While he's eating my ass, the door opens again and a young white kid comes in. He barely looks 20 years old. He's kind of a hippy type kid with a man-bun pulled to the back of his head. He's in running shorts and a tee shirt. I comes in and pulls out a 6" cock. He's stroking his cock as he watches the black daddy eating my hole. I motion for him to climb on the bed so I can suck his cock, but he shakes his head "No" and just stands there stroking. Black daddy now stands and slides his close to 10" cut cock into me. My ass is now quite sore, but he slides easily into me and I take some deep drags of poppers to lessen the pain of another giant cock in me. Black daddy now is fucking me hard and deep with his bbc. The white kid now comes over to black daddy and begins to suck on black daddies tits. Daddy is loving it. Soon the two are kissing as daddy continues to fuck me. I hear them whispering and soon see the young white kid undress. Daddy pulls out and the kid slide up into me. His cock is only about 6"s, but he's rock hard. He fucks me hard for just a few minutes, then I hear him groaning as he fills my ass with his load. He then pulls from me and Back Daddy again slams into me. Daddy fucks me for 4 or 5 minutes, then fills my ass with his load. By now, the kid has left and Daddy quickly dresses and leaves himself. That's it. I can't take anymore. Besides, my ass is ready to explode. It's been so used and abused, that the recent 2 loads of cum are begging to come out. I go into the bathroom and sit on the toilet. As cum drops into the toilet, I hear the door open and close again. Damn! I forgot to lock it before going into the bathroom. Soon I see a white guy in his early 30's standing in the bathroom doorway. He unzips his pants and walks into the small bathroom and puts his soft cock up to my face. I'm sitting naked on the toilet as he presses his cock to my lips. I can smell the alcohol on his breath and he's staggering, almost falling as I take his cock into my mouth. Luckily the bathroom was small and he was able to brace himself against the wall as I sucked on him. He was so drunk that he couldn't get fully hard. I finally told him to go into the bedroom. He collapsed onto the bed and I again sucked on his cock. He got a bit harder. I sucked on his balls, lifted his legs and licked his asshole. But, it was evident he probably wasn't going to be able to cum. He was too drunk. Another guy came into the room. He was a black guy in his late 40's. He entered and quickly undressed as I sucked on the drunk guy. The black guy undressed and I moved to him to suck on his cock. He grew quickly to about 7"s and very thick. I glanced over to the drunk kid and he was passed out on my bed. I knelt next to him so that the black guy could fuck me, but drunk guy didn't even move. The black guy slid up into me. Fucking me hard and deep. My ass was really sore now, but I wasn't going to stop him. Even with the discomfort, he felt great inside me. Thankfully, he didn't take long to cum. Once the black guy had dumped his load in me, I tried to wake up the drunk guy on my bed. He would wake for a minute, then pass out again. I did get him to tell me he was staying at MGM. Thankfully that hotel was close by. Just on the other side of the freeway. I told the black guy that I was going to call a taxi to take the drunk guy back to MGM. I asked the black guy if he'd help me get drunk guy up and dressed. We both got him dressed and the black guy told me he was sending for an Uber to take him to Mirage. He said he'd drop drunk guy at MGM, so not to worry about it. When the Uber arrive and they both left, I finally pulled the duct tape from the door and locked the door. I downed a bottle of water and pulled the night lights from the sockets. I climbed into bed and took some deep breaths. I heard the door handle rattle a few times. There were a couple of knocks on the door the next hour or so, but I was done. I didn't have the energy for one more dick. This was undoubtedly the best cum party I've had in years. 3 days later, my hole is still sore. But, it was all worth it.

Spun bttm just got slammed and needs a top to chat with. Kik me funinphx79

I've never had some one pull out, nut and push back in. The natural male instinct at orgasm is to bury their erections as deep into the receiver as possible to ensure the most successful breeding as they unload their nuts juice. And that's how i like it!

I can understand the reasoning behind this but it is unfortunately not scientifically accurate - there is no evidence that Vaseline or other thick lubes form any effective barrier against STIs. There is some truth to the idea that water-based lubes are often less than ideal for anal sex - they tend to need reapplication so frequently that the sex ends up being rougher on the tissues of the anus and rectum and can lead to microtears, which are susceptible to infection. Silicone-based or oil-based lubes are preferable for anal sex since they last longer and do a better job reducing friction. Read1 is right when he says that STDs are really just a natural risk of barebacking. There are some steps you can take to reduce your risk - e.g. limiting your number of sex partners, checking your partner for signs of infection before you have sex (rashes, sores, discharge, etc) - and other steps to manage STDs if you get them, such as frequent testing and following through with treatment/instructions (you wouldn't believe how many guys don't wait until they're finished with treatment to start having sex and then get reinfected through their regular partners!). Guys who are on PrEP are more likely to be getting tested regularly for both HIV and for other STDs, so they might be more likely to have any STDs caught and treated than guys who are tested less frequently. Source: I am a nurse at an HIV/STD clinic and I also frequently bareback.

I've hooked up with a party in progress, and after I got up to speed (pun intended) with a .6 slam, I noticed one of the guys there was a local homeless schizophrenic who happened to have a 11.5" uncut cock with lots of foreskin, and when I pulled back the hood, lots of cheese, dried shit, and green ooze was fucking pouring out of the piss slit. I think I said louder than I thought 'fucking hot diseased cock dude' and the hose came over, he had been sounding his cock. He said wait a second, came back with a large rig, and slammed the homeless dude in the cock, me well (my third!) and then himself, same rig. He pulled the sound out of his piss slit and put it down the homeless dudes piss slit. He screamed a bit, so we put him on his back and I sat my ass on his umbling/screaming mouth. I was watching the sound go all the way in, and the host pulled it out and put some lube squirted down my piss slit and shoved the sound in my piss slit. Yes, I got gono and a urinary tract infection, but when my cock was dripping green, I was going to the cruisy park late at night and I got my cock into as many assholes as possible. Surprisingly, a few guys after sucking me whispered 'I know what that taste is' but still put it down their throat. To give you an idea just how depraved some gay men are (guilty) I was on BBRT checking messages, my cock was aching, I had an appointment with the free clinic the next day, when I got a message from a guy who wanted to hook up with me for a while. I told him that it may not be in his interest as I had STDs on my cock and asshole. He said 'HOT' come over, I'll G up my BF and when he takes his Xanax and Ambien, you can fuck him and give it to him.' I asked why he wanted to do that, and he said we're in a 'monogamous' relationship, or at least he is, and if he develops goon and HIV I can tell him that he obviously had been cheating, and say let's just open up the relationship. His plan worked, but the BF left town a few months later for a different job. Seeing as the BF never put up much of a fight about the 'obviously cheating' it was apparent he had been cheating as well.

Number 4 is POZ and his first POZ load is in my ass. Got a long weekend to live out Leviticus 20:13...laying with men and getting stoned

As Pavi pulled the taxi into a discreet location round the back of Oval tube station he turned to see his passenger passed out in the back. “Hey!..... Hey!” his thick accent shouted across the taxi. However Jason remained unresponsive in the back. Pavi got out the cab and walked around, stepping into a muddy mess on the ground and cursing under his breath. He slide the back door open and shouted again but still getting no response. Clambering into the back of the taxi he grabbed Jason and gave him a yank, causing the boy to rock in response but there was no conscious response. Pavi dug his hands into the boys pockets looking for his wallet, but could only find a clinic card which he shoved back in. He looked down at the young lad and licked his lips. He looked around and couldn't see anyone about. London never slept, but this little alley way did have any through traffic. He knew this lad was likely some pig trash, who couldn't hold his drink and drugs. He had picked up the type before from the Pig Palace. He hooked his fingers into the boys trackies and pulled them down revealing a rock hard dick and smooth skin. Pavi had no interest in dick. He wasn't a dirty queer. But if he wasnt getting paid for this journey he was at least going to get a good fuck. He rolled Jason over onto the floor of the taxi and pulled his trackies down. He sucked on two of his hairy fingers and dug up in-between the boys arse cheeks and found a sloppy loose hole waiting for him. “Dirty little bitch aren't you, with a nice sloppy pussy for me”. Unbuckling his trousers he let his belly pop out from under his tight white shirt and pulled his pants down revealing an ugly fat dick which he proceeded to shove hard into the boys guts. The taxi rocked back and forth as Pavi threw all his weight down on the unconcious Jason, slamming in and out of his wet hole. Pavi was muttering under his breath “Thats it you dirty little bitch, take my fucking dirty dick. You fucking slag, you sick dirty cunt, spreading your legs for any fucking dick. Take it you sick little cunt. Be a little bitch”. His belly was crushing Jason into the cab floor and with one hand Pavi grabbed Jasons hair raised his head off the floor and slammed it back down splitting his temple as he began to dump his load inside the wrecked pig cunt it was now becoming. Pavi rose and buckled his pants up. He grabbed his passenger by the ankle and dragged him out the taxi door, allowing him to slop into the muddy street. He propped him up by the wall but didn't bother readjusting his trackies, allowing the muddy water to pool around his torn arse hole cock and balls. A voice called out from further down the back of the alley “hey is he alright there”. Pavi quickly jumped back into the taxi and revved the engine, driving off splattering muddy water and muck behind him. A dishevelled man shuffled down the alleyway towards Jason. His wet clothes clung to him clearly having not avoided the rain himself. He looked around to be sure he wasn't being watched as he took the boys hand and began dragging him to the end of the alleyway. At the bottom was a crude and wet constructed den made out of cardboard and disused crates and pallets. The man dragged Jason underneath the tarp and closed it shut behind him. He stared down at his prize, licking his dirty finger and wiping the blood from the cut across Jasons forehead. Jasons cock was still engorged and the homeless man opened his mouth and lowered it down to take a nice long suck on this warm meat. Jasons polo was removed and slung towards the entrance of the little den and his trackies were pulled down around his ankles. The homeless man then removed his own clothes and clambered on top of the lads unconscious body, rubbing his dirty body up and down, longing for the touch of another warm body against his own, sucking and chewing on Jasons nipples and kissing his unresponsive face. He turned the body over and spread the lads hole open. He lunged into the sloppy mess chewing on the pussy lips in front of him scratching and tearing the tender skin with his bushy beard as he sucked and dragged the rosebud out. He grabbed his dick and gave it a few good hard wanks, squeezing out a disturbing discharge from his piss slit rubbing it around the head of his dirty cheesy dick before thrusting it balls deep into the mess in front of him. Considering this was the first fuck for many years he didn't last long blasting a hot dirty load deep into Jason's guts. Jason was rolled over once more across the dirty floor of the den and the naked homeless man jumped onto his prey and lowered his hole onto Jason's still hard dick. He awkwardly bucked up and down spreading his dirty arse all over Jason's engorged dick bending it back and forth. The painful twists and turns sparked life back into Jason who slowly began coming aware of his surroundings as he realised he had some naked unknown man riding him. “Fuck! FUCK!” Jason screamed as he shoved the homeless forcefully off his cock against one of the crates holding the den up. Jason twisted his body and began crawling towards the entrance of the den, trying to kick out the skeletal grip of the homeless man as he tried to hold his prey in place. “Wait dirty boy wait wait wait” he pleaded as he grabbed up Jasons kicking legs forcefully shoving two sharp nailed fingers up inside Jason's sloppy pussy. Fear and flight were kicking in as Jason bucked and kicked the attacker in the chest and face. He grabbed his polo shirt and managed to get to his feet pulling up his trackies and sprinting down the alleyway not looking back once as he reached the main road. Pulling his polo over his head he looked shocked and lost as he tried to figure out his surroundings. He tried to look for help in someone's face, in any of the passing strangers, however even in the best of time Londoners try not to get involved in other peoples lives, especially if that person looked in the state that Jason was. Auto pilot kicked in and Jason began walking through the streets towards home. Getting to his flat he searched for his keys but found his pockets empty other than a random business card. Emotionlessly he took the spare key from under the flower pot and let himself inside. He walked into the bathroom turned on the shower and got in. He fell to the floor and began to slowly cry as the recent events began to tumble away in his thoughts. He couldn't remember what had happened. All he knew was that his hole was in agony, his dick was hard and his own voice echoed in his memory “ give it to me sir, charge me up, charge this dirty pig” ...what had he done?

the cum deep inside me is the reward from my top. i want the seed deep in me so the next cock has some natural lube

Wow! I am writing this with what left of a load in my ass right now. A little about me: I always played safe, maybe a few 'slip ups' here and there over the years, but really only as a top. I was unsafe with BF's, but never really fantasized about cum in my ass with them; It was hot and all. Anyway, I love creampie porn and love swallowing. I never wanted to do PrEP either because I wasn't sure how it would be tolerated (I am a very healthy eater , someone anti-medicine, avoid antibiotics, flu shots , blah blah). Recently, been wanting to take loads, not even sure why this fantasy kept coming back. So, I went to the Dr. at my last checkup and got PrEP (was really nice about it, so happy I did, I learned that tolerance is good and appears safe). I've been waiting to take my first load. since I started PrEP. Not picky, but definitely knew I wanted it. I have some regulars but they are safe, and I respect that. So, I was on scruff and some guy from Omaha was visiting all week for work. We tried to meet up the other day but didn't work out. Today wasn't going to work either, until my plans got canceled so I sent him a message and we planned to meet. I did tell him I am neg, on prep and open to safe or raw. He mentioned condoms. Anyway, I get there and he was all hot lying in bed stroking his cock. He was like 30, 5'8 155, nice muscle guy. About 7". I poppered up and starting sucking him. He had a deep breathing voice (so hot!) and we did a lot of sucking and he was all into my ass, eating it and playing with it. He was rubbing his bare cock all over my ass. He had been spitting in my hole so it was getting hot and sloppy there. Finally, we started fucking. He put on a condom (Alas, I was disappointed but I respect that!). As we were fucking, he got close. I told him how bad I wanted his load in me (I was imagining it was going to shoot inside me as I always do when I'm getting fucked safely). I told him again I'm neg on prep and he pulled out, ripped off the condom and fucked the hell out of me even more. I kept begging for the load and he seemed to love that. Once I knew he was going to cum, I instantly came at the thought. I wasn't even touching myself, but I put my hand there to facilitate the rest. He pumped every drop into my hole. When I cleaned up, his jizz was all over the towel, it was already leaking out. I just got home now and squirted the rest onto some TP. Oh. My. God. I loved it. LOVE LOVE LOVE being a cum rag. So happy I am on PrEP!

So hot! Erotic! I have had fantasies about going to a place where lots of homeless guys would stay, like a camp, and just get naked and start walking around. Maybe take a sleeping bag and just lie down on my stomach and take whatever happens. You put words to this fantasy!

Traveling through out Vermont foe the next week or so. Any Vermonter's ? Any recommendations for must see's ? Input greatly appreciated.

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Hi, so so so so super hot. I fantasize about scenes just like this all the time. You sure you aren't me? Lol. Thanks!

Jesse and Paul It was late in the afternoon and I was sitting drinking a beer relaxing on the deck when I heard an incoming text message on my phone. It was from Jesse. “I left the DVD at your place this morning. Paul started looking for it as soon as he got home.” “Yup, you left it in the living room.” “He said he had borrowed a DVD from a friend and needed to return it.” “Just asking: Did he say what the DVD was called?” “Nope. He is obviously panicking that I found it.” “Aha. He thinks his little indiscretion is about to be found out?” “I guess so. Things are getting quite heated around here.” “But you and I fucked yesterday, and bareback too so you are not innocent.” “I guess, but I am not ready for all of this to come out.” “I won’t say anything.” Why should I? After all Paul had obviously had sex with both Ben and me before Jesse and I fucked. Although, truth be told, Paul had wanted to use condoms whereas Jesse wanted it bare the whole way. “I asked Paul to go to the store to get us some beer so he will be out for a few minutes please bring it to me before he gets back.” “Sure” I texted back. Probably was not going to be time for a repeat fuck but no harm in keeping things as friendly as possible. “Come round the back and through the patio door so that he won’t see you if he gets back sooner than expected.” “Be there in two minutes.” I chugged down the last of my beer and went indoors. Ben was in the kitchen putting stuff away so I nonchalantly quipped. “I’ve got to run a quick errand. You’ll find it very interesting. I’ll tell you later. Bye.” “Bye, don’t take long. Send me a text when you are done. We still need to decide where to go for dinner.” I grabbed the DVD on my way out and headed straight over to Jesse. As I got to the patio I noticed that it was quite dark inside, and the door was half open. I went inside and it took a few moments to get accustomed to the gloom. As I entered the living room I was stunned to see that Jesse was not alone. He was sitting on the couch with Paul enthusiastically riding his bare seven inches. I froze. Before I could start to apologize for bursting in their privacy Jesse spoke. “Brandon. Don’t be shy.” I did not move but watched with a rapidly hardening cock as the monogamous condom couple were letting me watch their bareback fucking. Jesse turned on the reading lamp and indicated that I should come closer “Come and get a good look of raw meat sliding in his hole.” I was now getting really hard from the wet sound of their fucking and Paul’s ass slapping against Jesse’s thighs. Paul turned his head towards me. “Like what you see? You know you want to join us. Maybe you should ask Ben too!” He climbed off Jesse’s cock and sat down alongside him. “Yeah, maybe you should.” Jesse joined in. “After all he barebacked my cheating boyfriend and now I want to know what it feels like.” I took my phone out of my pocket and started texting Ben. “Ben. NOW! Jesse and Paul’s, use the patio door. There is something hot you have to see right now!” I got a response in seconds. “Be right over.” As I started to strip I asked them the obvious question. “Guys, what made you change your minds about threesomes and barebacking?” They were silent for a moment. Jesse was the first to speak. “I’m poz, and I was poz when Paul and I met. That’s why we always used condoms, and also why our sex life had issues. We never really felt we could let go and enjoy ourselves fully. When I got back this morning Paul was still out and I found the second DVD that he had borrowed, ‘Bareback Cheating Boyfriends: Risk Takers’, with another post it note from Ben on it.” OK, that explained why I could not find it the other afternoon. “The note says scene two is really hot and that I hope it gives you some ideas. I was curious and watched it. I guess you know the movie, it’s the scene where the cheating boyfriend meets up with the couple in the men’s room. Where he gets fucked first by the guy with the biohazard tattoo then the guy with the scorpion, and takes their loads internally. And the scene ends with their loads leaking out of his abused ass. It took me a moment to process. Ben’s note was basically telling Paul to cheat on me with poz guys.” “I was sitting there jerking off to the movie and I did not realize that Paul had walked in and was standing behind me watching me. I heard him say “Oh FUCK!” and we had a very awkward few seconds before the shouting and the tears started.” Jesse stopped and looked at Paul, who took up the story. “Jesse shouted at me and accused me of sleeping with Ben, and probably bareback too, regardless of the risks. Especially because the very unsafe theme of the movie. So I countered that yes, both Ben and you had fucked me bareback on separate occasions and that I had taken your loads, and both times were the best sex I’d ever had.” Paul looked at me and grinned and I could see that he was starting to get hard again. Now Jesse continued the tale. “I asked him if he had asked for condoms and you both had refused and he went along with it anyway. Then I asked him if he had asked either of you about your status before you fucked and he said no.” Jesse paused and Paul took over “And then I told him I didn’t care if you guys were poz because I was now ready for his poz load. And I suggested you guys come over to witness me taking it.” Jesse grinned. “Then I told Paul: I guess that means your status is ‘unknown’ but now a known poz guy is going to fuck you and leave his load in your gut. And I threw him onto the couch and basically raped him. And he loved it. Loved taking a load from a poz guy. But I’m undetectable so his little game of roulette will probably only succeed with some other guy.” I looked at them both with a grin. “Let’s play roulette then. Once Ben gets here we can take turns in loading Paul’s ass. I hope it already has a load in it.” They both nodded in confirmation. I was already turned on by the thought of a raw foursome with them, but even more so with the thought that Ben’s and then my cum were the first poz loads he had taken. I looked at Paul. “Since you didn’t ask, I am going to tell you that I know my status, and have for a while. You can guess what it is. Ben doesn’t know his yet, but I’m sure it’s the same as mine. But don’t say anything to him. I’ll let him find out later. It’s more fun for him to fuck around giving and taking loads in ignorance. So it really is roulette you are playing!” I could see a flash of concern on Paul’s face. He probably had not really thought about it before but now he was going to get loads from known poz guys. Jesse helped him out. “Just go for it, you know you want it! Then you’ll be free to take loads from anyone without fear.” We didn’t wait for Ben. I moved between them on the couch and immediately started working on Jesse’s cock, savoring the taste of his cum and Paul’s ass on it. I was on my hands and knees so Paul started working my hole with his tongue. That is the sight that greeted Ben as he walked in the door. “What the fuck! Jesse! I thought you were a sanctimonious bitch who hated threesomes?” Jesse was the only one whose mouth was not occupied so he answered. “Remember those DVDs you lent Paul, well I found them and confronted him about them. He admitted that both of you had fucked him bare and cum inside.” Ben looked at me. “Brandon, you never told me about Paul.” I stopped sucking for a moment to respond. “Ditto. Then Jesse came to talk to me about what he suspected and we ended up fucking raw. So get to it. You and Jesse have some catching up to do as everyone else has fucked each other already. But save your load for Paul.” When I said that I couldn’t help but notice the sly grin on Jesse’s face. I had got Jesse’s dick nice and slick with spit and I knew that Ben would have no trouble taking it. “Sit on Jesse!” I commanded. I sat back on the couch alongside Jesse and spat on my dick to lube it up. Paul knew what to do and sat on my dick. His hole was well fucked and pre-lubed with Jesse’s cum so my cock slid all the way up without any effort. We were sitting side-by-side with Ben and Paul riding our dicks. I looked at Jesse. “Jesse, I’m fucking your cheating slut boyfriend’s cummy hole and it feels really good. You like Ben’s hole?” “Fuck yeah. I love putting my raw dick in a well-used cheating slut-hole. I’m going to load him up.” “No cum wasted, ever.” Jesse chuckled when I said that. “Yeah, and make sure you breed Paul. Fill him with enough cum so that he gets pregnant.” It did not take long before both Jesse and I were ready. “Fuck yeah. I’m cumming. Breeding your ass.” We were all glistening with sweat by this time and I wondered if Paul and Jesse ever did watersports together or that was another thing that they didn’t share (yet?) Paul and Ben lifted themselves off our cocks simultaneously and Ben was the first to speak. “Paul, they called us cheaters!” “Yeah, and they also fucked behind OUR backs. I think it’s our turn to fuck.” They wasted no time, pulling us down on the coach so that our asses were over the edge and lining their leaking cocks against our holes. Paul was going to fuck me for the second time but it was going to be a first for Ben and Jesse. It was incredible to be lying alongside the adorable Jesse deep kissing him while his boyfriend was pounding my ass and my husband was ramming his. Quite a change of events, from monogamous safe sex queens to bareback cum whores. If Paul had impressed me with how well he fucked for a bottom the last time, this time he excelled. The sight and sounds of Ben fucking his boyfriend was a total turn on for him and he fucked me like a champ, all the while commenting on the action. “Yeah Ben, fuck my slutty boyfriend why I fuck your cheating husband. Ever since I met Jesse he has wanted to take loads from other guys that the true cum hound that he is. His poz ass needs loads.” Ben was thrusting with great enthusiasm and I knew from experience that he was close. I had to remind him where his seed needed to go. “Ben, save your load for Paul.” I was too late. I heard him grunt as he started spewing his load deep into Jesse’s poz cunt. For Paul, seeing his boyfriend getting bred, it was the trigger to breed me. If I thought he had shot a massive load the last time, this time exceeded all expectations. As much as Jesse and I enjoyed getting a load each, I could see that he was disappointed that Paul did not get his third charged load of the day from Ben. Since we were all still very much turned on by the whole experience, Jesse looked at me with an evil grin. “Brandon, since you and I have each had a chance to recover, how about we take turns fucking Paul and see it we can give him another load each. Then Ben can fuck him again. Paul needed no encouragement and went down on his hands and knees so that I could move in behind him and slide my cock into his well fucked hole. Ben moved in alongside him and Jesse and I started fucking them. We would do ten or fifteen thrusts then we would swap, me fucking Ben and Jesse fucking Paul. I was starting to get close while fucking Ben and I could sense Jesse was as well. As he started unloading in Paul for the second time of the day I felt my cum boiling in my balls and I slid out of Ben. Paul squirted four of five times into Paul’s greedy chute and then with one slick move he slid out to be replaced by my cock and with one stroke I started firing my load. All the time I had been fucking Ben he had been edging himself and was ready to replace me after my last shot. We repeated the move and then it was Ben’s turn to load up Paul. It is almost as if Paul got twenty squirts of toxic cum in one slick fuck. As we started to clean up and get dressed Jesse pulled out a butt plug that he had hidden in the cushions of the couch and shoved into Paul’s hole. “We’ve got to make sure you keep all that good cum in there as long as it is necessary.” Jesse and I gave each other a knowing smile as he said that. We sat around for a while after that and had a few beers. Paul declared that after that afternoon he had two resolutions: One: Never to fuck with condoms again, and two: To get as much cum in his cunt as possible. We promised them that we would introduce them to some of our friends.

Chariots 101 Lower Marsh, Lambeth, London SE1 7AB I have had over the years lots of BB fucks..... mainly me fucking. Most of the fucking was in the cubicals with the gloryholes. I would/could always find a cock craving ass that without asking backed up onto my cock bareback. Also you could find lots of bottoms positioned with their ass up in a cubical inviting you too fuck them. If no condom was lying next to them you for sure could fuck them bareback. Also had several times the pleasure to fuck ass bare in the steamroom.

Part 4 I lay trembling on the fat man, feeling his hairy gut and chest sweat all over my small framed hairless chest. I felt the unknown man's cock slapping against the large cock inside me, feeling the thuds and slaps and wondering how I was going to accommodate that extremely large cock in my hole, which was already plugged. The man behind me, slapping his cock on my body said "Damn, kid, I really don't think this is gonna fit. I can barely fit in most boy when I'm the only top." Then he addressed my master asking "You really sure I won't split this boy open?" "Nah he will be fine, he needs to learn to take it like the cunt slave he is" my master replied across the room. "Okay, fine by me. I don't mind making it fit," he replied with a devilish laugh, and then addressing me saying "Sorry, boy, but what your master says goes. What you want doesn't matter." With that explanation the man behind me slapped my ass really hard with his hand as he re-positioned himself behind me so the very bulbous head started to make an entrance into my ass. I whined and yelled in pain through the gag in my mouth as I simultaneously made a last ditch effort to wiggle my ass out of the way of the large dick intruder. I was met with another hard smack to my ass as his iron grip on my ass (and his thick thumb in my hole), gave him purchase to keep me in position. "Fuck kid, hold still or I am just gonna shove it in and hard fuck you." I felt the futility of protest, so I did my best to relax and ready myself for the agony of his entrance. Again his large cock head began breaching my hole. The pain was beyond what I expected, although I found myself glad the earlier top had opened my ass up, effectively smoothing the way for subsequent cocks. Even so, even having been somewhat opened-up, I still felt the intense pressure building inside my hole. Quite involuntarily, an impressively loud loud scream emanated through my gag. Frankly, it seemed as if his cock head was splitting my ass open. Laughter from the two men above and below me only added to scene as one of the men snidely commented "I think he likes it, don't you think?" The man fucking my ass, however, was in charge and put me in my place advising "Relax kid, you're feeling only my cock head. You have a long ways to go." I felt like I just wanted to pass out, and wondered how I had not. I felt like I was being double-fisted in my once very tight hole. I felt the large mushroom head cock worm his way into my insides, stretching more than I've ever thought I could even be stretched. I reeled in misery as the man below me sighed a moan of relief as he felt tightness once again around his cock. I just kept screaming into the gag and biting down hard, tears soaking thru my blindfold onto the chest of the sweaty man. "Damn there's a lot of cum in here," the man behind me commented. The other man replied with a chuckle "Okay, well, that's enough of that. I'm half-way in. Time to start the fucking." I felt the incredible pressure as the man put all his weight on the my ass and the small of my back as I felt his gut land with a hard thud. Using his immense weight he tunneled deep and hard all in one go. the man must have been 10 inches long and about 8 inches thick cause I felt like my insides were ripped open. The man didnt even hesitate through my screams of bloody murder, he just moaned and started to rail my ass. I felt his large hips buck hard into my ass. sloshing cum all over my hole and leg. I felt this balls slap the cock below me and reverb into my ass. The smacks getting muffled by the cum coating his balls. Both men were moaning in pure pleasure. "Damn I aint gonna last much longer in this kid" I heard the man below me state Both men then started to pump furiously into my ass. The wet squelches of suction and cum filled the room as both men rutted hard into my ass like animals. Not caring one bit that I was in pure agony once again. Was this really my purpose, Am I really just a cum sleeve for bigger stronger men. The men went on for what felt like forever untill to my joy I heard the man below me scream "FUUUUUUCK" With that I felt a torrent of cum splash my insides, soothing my aching bowels. The man behind me stopped momentarily to let the man enjoy his cum, then started fucking again, squeching around the softening cock. The cock below me was still acting like a cork keeping most of the cum inside but the mans furious pounding behind me started to plunge some of the cum out and felt like my ass was covered in either sweat or cum. By this time I guess it was more cum. My thoughts reassured by the man behind me commenting "damn you came fucking hard, good thing cause about to ream this boy till I add to your load" The man was not joking. he started to fully go in and out of my ass hard. At some point I felt less pressure in me as I assumed the cock below my flopped out. I let out a sigh of releif as now it was just one massive cock reaming my hole. That didnt stop the man from fucking even harder and deeper. His cum covered cock drove deep into my insides. His bulbous head pushing trying to spread my inner rings in my ass, but his dick wasn't quite long enough to reach that last ring. That didn't stop him from trying his hardest. "fucking slut I m gonna breed that hole of yours till its leaking for weeks you god damn slut cunt" the man put all his weight on my back and I felt most of the air escape me as it felt like someone thru a large sack of flour on my back. The man stopped going fully in and out instead just made short strokes deep into my insides swirling his massive dick in my cum coated insides. I didn't need him shouting this time to know what was about to happen. he let out a roar of pleasure as I felt the flood gates open and my insides were drenched with the mighty mans baby batter. "Take it bitch, take all my fucking cum you fucking slut" He might be right, I may be leaking for weeks after that cum. The man must have had as big balls as I thought. he just kept pumping wave after wave of cum into me. With a dick like that and the amount he came there's no way this guy isn't a porn star. The only thing I would think keeping from more fandom was his weight. But I know I'm not the only one that loves a good gut on a sexy bear. I felt the dick soften inside me but the man still just laid on top of me panting trying to catch his breath as was I. He must have laid on top of for at least 5 minuets moaning and swirling his soften cock in my hole rubbing and swishing all the cum around in my bowls while letting out pleasurable moans "Damn kid I am sure you felt that cum" he said with a chuckle "You are gonna have one hell of a clean up" the man below me moaned in agreement "You think he can clean both of our cocks off at the same time?" master replied "Ill ask him" I heard foot steps get closer than I felt him grab my hair and state colding "you mind shoving both of these nice mens cocks in your mouth and cleaning them off for them, its least you could do after they were so nice as to give you so much cum" I just moaned into my gag "I didnt hear him say no" he said with a slight chuckle "That's good enough for me" the man behind me said with same slight chuckle I felt the belt fastening the ball gag to me being fiddled with by master then being clicked open and removed. My soar jaws felt the relief of finally being able to close. I rolled my jaw to offset the pain. Master then spoke again "Well don't you have something to say to these nice gentlemen" I wanted to scream and curse in their faces but found that to be a very bad idea as I was still sandwiched between the two men "thank you sirs for breeding me" I said reluctantly "good. now flip him around so his other end if facing your cocks and you can suck both of your cocks clean" I felt the man behind me adjust and get off of me. I was grabbed by a few hands and spun around so now my head was facing the cock that just reamed my poor little ass hole open. I could smell the cum and even some blood. I felt the tip of the head against my chin along with sweat, musk and cum soaking into my skin. "start sucking, there's a lot of cum to clean off" I felt a hand guide my head forward onto the very slimy cum covered cock. It slipped into my mouth and I tried to gag on the foul stench of the cum and musk of the odorous mans crotch. Before I though it couldn't get worse I felt the bed dip in again and the man slap his cock against my cheek, even half flaccid the man was enormous and put most men to shame. The cock was soaked as it left a slimy residue on my check, and now I also found out he was uncut. "hey kid by now you should no better to open wider to let us both in" I tried stretching my aching jaw more open to accommodate the giant head hitting my lips and nose. The man didn't think I was opening far enough so he took it into his own hands and grabbed my hair hard and pulled up. "listen you little shit, If I feel one tooth on my cock Im gonna fucking pull your teeth out so your a permanent cock slut you little bitch" He then shoved his very wet cummy cock into my mouth till I felt it worm half way down my throat, again feeling the panic of not having time to breath. I groaned but the man just shoved me more into his pudgy stomach and crotch. I felt the sweat and cum that accumulated on his pubes rubbing against my face "yah boi suck both of our cocks, nice and clean" "We make a good team here, we should defiantly double team more bitches like this" the man behind me stated "I agree, well this is just round one for this little bitch, I plan on doing this all weekend, hell I think we have enough Viagra to sustain a whole porn industry" the man above me laughed My brain was swimming in a thought on the horrifying thoughts of how long am I going to be here and what other terrible things are in store for me. That is even if I live cause these two men have shoved there cocks in and they seem to have to intention of leaving my mouth till I pass out. I gagged on both cocks as saliva ran down my mouth onto the balls of the large cocked men. I felt the man above me re adjust again and push my head down farther onto his cock till my nose was smashed on the base of his cock. I let out very guttural screams of help but were just met with pleasurable moans. "damn I think I m getting hard again" the man above me stated followed by the man behind me stating "me too" The man above me loosened his grip just in time and pulled me off the cocks just enough for me to breath some, but that was short lived. He one again pushed me down hard plunging the cocks into my mouth. I felt both of the cocks hardening and opening my jaw past soreness into sheer pain once again. I thought to my self there is no way they can possibly double fuck my mouth, course that's what I said about my ass I felt the man below me start to buck his hips into my mouth with unison of the man above me also. Both cocks full hard now it was getting difficult not just to swallow but not scrape my death for the sheer volume in my mouth. I made damn sure I didn't pull my lips over my teeth after his punishment if I did. I gagged as salvia caked my chin and felt splattering against the balls that would occasionally slap against. They both would either alternate shoving balls deep down my throat or both would try going down my throat at the same time, though didn't always work out cause even with all the force they were just both simply too big to fit down my throat at the same time. That didn't stop them from battering there dicks down my throat trying though. "Fuck this is a tight throat. and I thought the ass was tight and wouldn't fit us both. I aint gonna last much longer, and judging by the way this bitch is gagging I don't think he will either." the man above me started with a moan of please and laughter, followed by the man behind me stating "yah same here. the fucking bitch is drooling all over my balls" "You like this don't you little cunt" the man above me stated slapping my very puffed out cheeks full of cock I tried to retort by my throat was literally full of cock and couldn't say a word, plus speaking wasn't on mind, for I was trying to focus on my breathing and not pass out. But that didn't matter to them and wasn't what the response the man wanted. He slapped me hard again on my puffy red cheeks. "Boi you really don't listen do you. I said you like this dont you little cunt!" I gave out a guttural moan and shot saliva out of my nose in a hope to appease the man with a response. "That's good enough I guess. Told you guys he liked this" a hearty laugh burst out in the room "Ok boi get ready to drink some cum. And I don't want you spilling any of it. This is your meal for the night, plus I put my dick in your mouth to get it clean" I then heard another voice in the room state "hey you mind if I tap that ass while the bitch is gagging on you guys cocks, I mean I my ass will be pretty close to your face man, is that ok" I heard the man behind me state "sure man I don't mind, bout to cum here soon anyways, will be a nice view of you fucking him too" I heard foot steps then a dip in the bed and some adjusting behind me, followed by a pair of hand placed on my ass and being spread open. I could feel some wind on my hole and knew it must be gapping pretty wide "Damn you really fucked this cunt open guys, its really flooded wtih cum too jesus christ" the new man behind me stated I felt a finger go in my ass and scoop out some cum then followed by cupping my ass cheeks with his large masculine hands. The man just simply rammed his cock into me in one go. By this time I could barely even feel him in me except for the dull soreness around my hole. It almost felt nice just to have one big cock in there at a time. The new man behind me fucking let out a moan of pleasure as he started fucking my cum soaked cock sleeve with no disregard to my feelings on the matter. This was made more apparent when the man decided to change positions on me. He took his hands off my ass and grabbed my waist pulling me up while he stood with his cock still inside me. I could barely get my toes to touch the bed as the large, strong man hoisted me up. But my head was still held in place by the two men furiously fucking my mouth. My arms still tied behind me I was completely helpless and totally in these sadistic men's control. The man fucking my ass really started reaming my hole just using me like a toy, cum was being flung out my ass as I felt him smash my insides with his big bare cock. The men stuffing my mouth were just getting as brutal as I could tell they were both about to cum. The mans grip on my hair was brutal and his fucking of my face the same, not caring one bit if I was breathing at several points. Just fucking my face hole hard trying to cum was his only purpose at the moment, stuffing my face hard into his body and onto the cocks lodged in my tAhroat. "fuck this is a nice position for this little fuck slut, don't you think men, there's nothing he can do" the men laughed and let out guttural moans followed by a very loud "Fuuuuuuck yah" I felt the man above me cum deep into my throat as the balls resting on my chin started to deep there powerful seed down my very oxygen deprived throat. "Drink up bitch" Then I heard another guttural moan and felt a second wave of cum splash down my throat. I began to scream and really panic cause the men just held me in place as they both dumped there loads down my throat as I was desperate for air. This time I for sure thought this was the end cause I blackout for I don't know how long but the man fucking my ass must have noticed as he awoke me with a very hard slap to my ass, admonishing "Wake up cunt! Don't go passing out on us. You still need to drink down their loads." The mans slap wasn't to revive me and help me survive but to merely fulfill my duty as the cum dumpster. Both men pulled out of my moth just enough for me to breath and gulp down some cum with my air. "Thats it boi drink it up and clean off those cocks" the man above me stated I felt the cocks start to soften in my mouth once again as I tried to suck them clean of cum. The man behind me fucking me made it difficult as he was just pounding my ass down on the cocks in my mouth. The man must have been pent up from seeing me being fucked all night cause he didn't last much longer either. The man fucking my ass let out a loud moan to resonate the room like so many others have before releasing they're seed deep inside me. I felt the soothing relief of the hot cum splash my insides and the cummy balls jumping and pumping against my ass. "Ahhh, still not a bad ass, even after all the double fucking, still tight enough to make me cum. You found a good kid here man" With a loud slurp the cock slipped out of my cum chute feeling the cum strands attached to his cock fall against my leg and spill out of my taint. The men below me and above me re adjusted and the cocks fell out of my mouth clean and slick with saliva. I fell onto the bed and laid there spent for a second before I heard more foot steps coming towards me, then I heard masters voice. "That was round one boi. we are going to be doing this all weekend long, even more tonight, there's still a few hard cocks including mine. so you want me to keep you here on the bed to be spit roasted, double fucked and what ever else we want or you want me to put you back on the breeding bench?" To be continued...

Proper attitude for a top. Nice!

It was a cool evening and I was out to grab a drink at a gay pub near the hotel where I was staying. And being a testosterone-laden guy, maybe I’d get some action. Some how, being out of town at a conference always makes me horny. When I arrived it was populated by some of the usual bar types were there, but none caught my attention. I grabbed an ale at the bar and settled in for some liquid relaxation. I listened to the conversations around me. The guys chatted about work, the weather, getting laid, you know the usual stuff. After a couple of pints, I had to take a leak. On the way to the head, I noticed a handsome guy standing at a table near the men’s room. He was about 5’ 10”, roughly 45, average build with a little extra breadth around his shoulders and chest, and short salt & pepper hair – heavier on the pepper. He was standing alone at a drinking a pint of beer. I gave him a good once over before rounding the corner of the men’s room. I walked up to the trough, whipped my cock out, and let the stream fly. While draining my lizard, in walks handsome guy – what great luck, I’ll get to see his dick! He stands next to me, unbuttons his jeans, and out comes a nice looking cut cock. He gives it a couple quick pulls and out comes a stream of pale yellow piss. I took the opportunity to give his rod a good stare, even though I was done peeing, and thoroughly enjoyed it. That’s the great thing about peeing in a gay bar, lots to look at. He noticed me looking and turned his head towards me giving me a lascivious one-sided grin. “Like what you see?” he said. “Oh yeah,” says I grinning back. “You want to taste it?” he asks. So as not to be rude, I bent over and sucked his cock head in my mouth. As started rolling my tongue around his salty tasting head, he released the rest of his piss. This was not what I expected nor really wanted; I thought I was just sucking him off. Again, so as not to be rude, I drank his half-bladder full. He finished, pulled his dick from my mouth and buttoned it back up. “Hey” I thought, I wanted to finish that off! Reading my expression, he smiled that one-sided grin and said, “You up for more?” “Hell yes, I want to drain your nuts,” I replied. “I like a guy who knows what he wants,” he responded. “Wanna get out of here? I live a couple blocks away.” I stood up, adjusted my hardon, and followed him out. OK, being in a new city and going to a strange guy’s place, even if he was hot, probably was not the smartest thing to do, but you know, a hard cock will make a guy do most anything. He lead me to his condo, a nice one at that. It was a 2 bedroom on the top floor with a nice view of the city. “Like the view?” he asked. “Yeah, it’s great” I replied and turned around toward him seeing an even better sight…his jeans open and his hard cock pointing at me. “You said something about draining my nuts? Strip then get on your knees and suck it.” he demanded. I quickly ripped of my clothes and swallowed his cock to the root. It was just the kind I liked, perfectly average – about 6.5”, medium thick, and great looking. It tasted good as I bobbed on it, his hands on either side of my head guiding my progress. He was firm with me but didn’t ram his cock down my throat. It was just a great meeting of the minds, both in sync, his hard cock sliding back and forth past my lips and my lips gripping his cock while my tongue raced around the head. I drooled over his dick for several minutes, enjoying every inch of it. As I was enjoying his balls gently slapping against my chin, he said “I wanna fuck that hot ass of yours.” I enjoy getting nailed from time to time, but I’m not a huge bottom, especially with a guy I didn’t know. I think he noticed my hesitation, and said with that cool-as-hell one-sided grin, “I’ll make sure you’ll never forget this fuck." “Yeah, well I don’t know. I don’t usually fuck guys I don’t know.” I responded. “Fucking isn’t the safest thing in the world and I want to stay clean.” “Well at least let me rim that hole before I bust a nut down your throat.” I couldn’t say no to that invitation. Getting rimmed is my favorite thing, after blowing a load in a guy’s ass. Yeah I know, what a hypocrite, I love plowing a guy bareback and busitng a nut in his ass but won’t let this hot guy slide in me. Well enough revelry, I had an ass to get eaten. I stood up and he said, “Just a second” and walked in the bedroom. About a minute later he calls me in. “On the bed face down,” he instructed “and get that ass in the air.” I obeyed, ass up, cheeks spread. I heard some rustling and turned to look at what he was doing, he was stripping off his jeans. “Look at the headboard, bitch” he commanded. OK that was kind of dickish, but what the hell, I’d get a rim job, a load in my mouth and then head back to hotel. He grabbed my hips and pulled me hard back toward the edge of the bed. “Shit,” I thought but quickly forgot being pissed as he shoved his tongue up my shit hole. Damn could he eat ass. He alternated between light tickling and hard core tongue fucking. Between his electric tongue and chin scruff, I was in pig heaven. I was squirming and writhing on his face. He held me tightly not letting my crack leave his face. I’m not sure how long we kept on, but it didn’t matter, I was in heaven. I started stroking my cock. “Hey stop that, I’ll tell you when you can cum.” Gees, what a demanding prick. “It’s time.” he says as he pulls his face from my crack and pushes me flat on my stomach. “If you liked my tongue, you’ll love this,” and he jumped on my back pinning me down. “What the fuck you prick, get off me!” I yelled. “Shut the fuck up,” he growled in my ear as he wrapped his arm around my neck. “Oh fuck, I’m in trouble,” my mind raced. “Just relax, I’m going to fuck you that’s all.” He said. “Now be a good faggot and lie there while I get something for your ass.” He leaned over and grabbed something out of his nightstand. “This’ll make you feel better.” and he proceeded to rub something cool up and down my crack and in my hole. “You said you’re clean, right?” he asked. “Yes.” “Good, then we’re in business” he chucked and started sliding his cock up and down my crack. Then without warning, he shoved his cock inside me. Two thoughts crossed my mind at that moment, “FUCK that hurts,” and “he’s fucking me bare!” “Please put on a rubber,” I croaked, his arm still around my throat. “Not gonna happen. And just so you know, I’m cumming in your ass.” he replied. He held me tightly continuing to pound my ass. Unlike my mouth, he wasn’t at all gentle fucking my ass. He lifted his ass and slammed it down hard, time and time again, the slapping of my ass against him echoing off the walls. “Please, it hurts.” I said. “If you want me to hurry up, beg me to cum in you. Beg & plead for me to breed your ass. Come on, tell me you want my load in you. Yeah I know you want it and I’m going to give it to you.” He sped up, his thrusts getting sorter and harder. “Tighten your hole. Yeah here it comes, take my seed bitch.” “Ahhhh. Fuck yeah.” He moaned and I felt his cock twitching in my sore, well-fucked hole. He lied there for a few minutes keeping me pinned down panting in my ear. “OK, we’re done here. Get your ass up and get out.” I was beyond pissed. I’m not a violent guy but I wanted to punch him in his fucking head. I settled for getting the fuck out of this douche bag’s place. I walked out of the bedroom and grabbed my clothes. I quickly got dressed as I walked towards the door. He met me there and opened the door for me. As I walked out, he said “Hey.” I turned around to see him holding his shirt up. Tattooed around his belly button was a red biohazard sign. I looked up to see him grinning his stupid one-sided grin. I stood there in shock, my mouth agape as the door closed in my face. He was right, this was a fuck I'd never forget.

At our yearly meeting, we use the same hotel every year, and the meetings go pretty long each day. As a result, our breakfasts and lunches tend to be buffet-style, and rather bland. The head office folk seem to realize this, and every year, the three nights we’re there, the dinners are done with little cards that get left in our rooms. The cards have three choices for a starter, five choices for an entrée, with options, four or five drink options, and desserts. You circle what you’d like, and give it to the hotel staff with your table number, and at the dinner, that’s what you get. The first day, I met my roommate for the first time in the half-hour between the end of meeting and the first dinner, and I couldn’t have been happier – he was in his mid-late forties, wide-shouldered, thick chested, with just the beginning of a gut, he had a beard of his just-starting-to-grey hair, and clear grey eyes. In short, he was a hot daddy type, and I was quite keen on getting as much of an eyeful in our all-too-short room-mate times. He seemed quite chatty, which was good, but he had a gruff voice that made my dick thicken on a regular basis. I went to the first meal feeling horny and frustrated. Dinner was good – everything I’d circled, and I admit I rushed through it to get back to my room as soon as possible, but he hadn’t come back yet. A bit dejected, I showered (I hate trying to shower and race to the first meeting session, so I always showered the night before), and then changed into boxers and a t-shirt for lying on the bed and reading. He showed up at about eleven that night, and it was obvious he’d gone out for a beer (or two) after the dinner. He smiled, re-introduced himself with a hand-shake (Roger), asked my name again (he’d forgotten), and was a lot more gregarious than before. He flipped on the television, stripped off his dress shirt, and I was in heaven. The man was a hairy guy, shoulders and chest, and when he shucked his dress pants and revealed boxer-briefs, I had to try hard not to stare at the package. His legs were thick – solid, strong thighs, and I felt my dick get hard again. The television sucked, except for a commercial, where downloadable entertainment to a cell-phone or something, was being explained as “entertainment in your lap,” or something like that, and the last image was off a hot soccer player type in the lap of a guy in an airport. “I could handle that,” Roger muttered, grinning. “Looks like a fun place to be,” I nodded, and he glanced at me. I gave a half-embarrassed shrug, and we hit a silence for a bit. I could barely stand it, and finally gave up and slid off my bed, sort of walked over on my knees, and planted my face down in his boxer-briefs. He laughed, and said, “Good boy!” and I worked my way in as fast as I could, found his cock already half-hard, and slurped his fat dick right up. He let out a little moan, and his hand found the back of my neck. He had a thick cock, a meaty shaft, and was uncut (a favourite of mine, as I love swirling my tongue around under the skin), and his balls were heavy and hairy. I rubbed and stroked his balls while I sucked him, and he pushed on the back of my neck in an authoritative way I liked. When he said “good boy,” again, I moaned around his dick, and I could almost hear Roger grinning. He knew I was a “good boy” all right. Alas, it was all too soon that I was chugging cum, and be damned if I was going to miss a drop. I gagged a little – he was a surger, not a slow cummer, but I got it all down, and he rubbed the back of my neck for a bit. “Thanks, boy,” he said, and I looked up and saw a great grin – almost nasty, but mostly pleased. I grinned back. “Anytime, sir,” I said, and then rose. It was obvious we had to crash for the night for tomorrow’s meetings, which sucked, but hey. At least I’d gotten to blow him. Hopefully there was a repeat after dinner tomorrow. If only I’d known! The next day, during the breakfast buffet, I saw Roger briefly, and he handed me an envelope, like the ones the hotel staff left in our room to pick our dinners. Bemused, I went to open it, and he shook his head, and said, “Take a bathroom break with that, and bring a pen.” I nodded, and said, “See you later.” He winked. I didn’t last long in the first meeting, too eager to get to the bathroom. Inside, Roger had made a mock-up of the dinner order card (which I’ll try to add as a jpeg if I can ever scan the damn thing), as follows: Starters Your choice of: Dad-dick and boy-lips, mouthwatering and salty. Dad-ass and boy-tongue, deeper the better. Dad-hands and boy-cock, jerked to perfection. Entrees Your choice of: Gentle dad-cock in boy-hole, with a crème sauce. Rough dad-cock in boy-hole, gags as required for neighbouring rooms comfort. Doggy-style boy-hole, with hard pounded dad-cock. Dad-tongue and boy-hole, deep and long. Dad-fingers or hands in boy-hole, up to elbow deep on request. All meals come raw, with saliva sauce, but upon request, rubbers and/or lube can be added to your entrée. Drinks Your choice of: Cum Freshly squeezed pit sweat Piss juice up boy-hole (available in shower stall) Boy-spit, fresh from dad’s nipple Desserts Your choice of: Dad-fingers dipped in cummy boy-hole, finger-licking good Dad-tongue in boy-hole sauce, mouth-watering Red boy-ass, freshly dad-spanked. I nearly shot a load right there in the stall, I got so hard. I scribbled on Roger’s mock order sheet (especially taking care to circle, many times, the “raw with saliva sauce”) my selections and then couldn’t resist adding at the bottom: “Please note I have a specialized diet, and require multiple servings to maintain a healthy lifestyle. I have marked these with stars.” I managed to stuff the note back into the envelope, and I felt it in my shirt pocket all through the morning meetings (Roger was in another group). When I saw him at lunch, I handed it over wordlessly and grinned, then shot back to my table with my plate of buffet. Evening meetings dragged on for-fucking-ever. I bee-lined back to the hotel room after dinner (I skipped dessert, claiming fullness, much to the shock of my co-workers) and hopped into the shower, careful to give my hole a lot of cleaning attention. I got out of the shower, and basically vibrated on my bed for about half an hour, waiting for Roger to come back to the room. When I heard the door click open with the magnetic card, my dick jumped. I was sprawled out naked on my bed, and when Roger came around the corner, he was holding the mock-up order card and grinning with a lot more of the nasty than last night. “So,” he said in his gravelly voice, “Let’s see. You’ve selected the Dad-dick and boy-lips, mouthwatering and salty. That’s a very good choice. And for your meal, you’d like the Doggy-style boy-hole, with hard pounded dad-cock, which I promise you has been excellently prepared this evening. And I notice you’ve strongly suggested that you don’t need any extra condiments, which makes me very happy. You’ll be drinking cum and pit-sweat, which I’ll point out is two selections, but the management is feeling generous tonight, and for dessert you’re going to have the dad-fingers dipped in boy-hole, brought fresh to your mouth for your licking pleasure. Excellent.” He smiled at me, “And we noticed your extra dietary needs, and I did bring an order of rough dad-cock with a gag, and I promise you the red-spanked boy-ass is a remarkable experience.” I laughed, and then he said, “Get that mouth on my dick, boy.” I sucked him just like the night before, if a little more frantic, and he stepped out of his pants and shucked his shirt while I knelt before him on the floor. I gobbled his dick, and he gripped my short hair with one hand, shoving my head up and down on his cock while he grunted and said, “yeah, boy,” and “good boy.” It wasn’t long before he said, “up,” and tugged on my hair, and I climbed up onto the bed, facing my aching ass out towards him. God I wanted him to fuck me. He spat on my hole and rubbed his fingertip around, and pushed his finger into my hole once, then twice. “You are fucking tight, boy,” he said, “Daddy is going to rip you open.” “Yes please, sir,” I begged, and he laughed with his gravelly voice. He spat on my hole a few more times, and some into his hand, which he rubbed with the spit from my blowing him, and then I felt his thick cock-head at my hole. I took a deep breath, tried to relax my hole, and he grabbed one of my shoulders with one hand. “Tell me you want daddy to sperm your hole, boy.” “Breed me, daddy,” I begged. He shoved into me with a violent thrust, and I yelled into the pillow. He stayed inside me for a moment, breathing heavy, and leaned over me. “Boy want his gag now? We can combine two entrees with no extra charge?” I nodded, and he pulled out just as roughly. I let another grimace and gasp out, and then he was back behind me, his beard tickling my neck as he spoke. “If daddy puts this gag on, how you going to tell him if he’s being too tough on you, boy?” “If the boy passes out,” I said, voice throaty, “Then daddy is being too tough.” He grabbed my throat, and his whiskers were at my ear. “You are a fucking smart-ass boy, and daddy loves fucking a smart ass boy,” he said, and then shoved the tie in my mouth, tying it around my open jaw. He repositioned himself behind me, grabbing the back of my neck this time instead of my shoulder, and holding his cock at my hole with his other hand, he said, “Daddy is going to fuck you now, boy.” He shoved in again, and I screamed into the gag, muffled. He held himself inside for a while, then slowly pulled back, inching his dick out of my ass, to the point where he almost came out of me, then shoved forward again, his hand clenching on the back of my neck. I made another hoarse muffled cry, and he chuckled. “Too damned tight, boy. If you’d been a better boy and had a looser hole, you’d be having as much fun as daddy.” He pulled out again, and shoved again, and the spit and raw skin was barely enough lubrication for my ass. I burned with it, but he showed no mercy – as a good daddy never does – and soon I was barely catching my breath between yells as he pounded the shit out of my ass with his dad-cock. Sweat, as he’d promised, leaked from his pits and chest, dripping on the small of my back as he thrust in and out of me. My ass stung with it, my elbows and knees shook from taking the force of his fucking, and I was making animal noises deep in my throat with every stroke. He fucked like a mad-man, calling me a boy slut, a boy whore, his boy hole. And when I was sure I couldn’t take any more, he began a series of thrusts that were lifting my knees off the bed, before he grunted deep and planted his seed so far up my hole I felt it would leak from my nostrils. The immediate relief of the hot cum inside my battered hole was intense, and I sobbed into my gag. Roger held himself inside, and I felt one, then two more spurts of cum from his throbbing cock. And then, roughly, he yanked himself out of me, and he shoved my back so I collapsed onto the bed. He pushed his rough fingers into my hole with one hand, and yanked at the gag with the other. “Here’s your drink and dessert, boy, eat it all up!” he snarled, shoving his cummy fingers into my mouth. I licked and sucked them four or five times, he re-dipping them into my battered hole, I greedily sucking the cum from them. Then he collapsed down beside me, lifted his left arm and shoved my face into his pit, where I licked and sucked at the sweat. We lay like that for a while, breathing and quiet, and then he turned to me and grinned in that nasty way. His right hand was running small circles on my ass. “You still want your red-spanked boy-ass now? Or maybe for tomorrow’s entrée after all.” I grinned, “Tomorrow,” I agreed, “Although I hope there are fresh options on the menu card.” There were, but that’s another chapter of this story. It turned out that we weren’t quite done for the night – I sucked him off twice more over the course of the night, and in the morning, he got three fingers into my ass and talked dirty to me while I beat off a nice sticky mess for the cleaning staff to tidy, before we went off to our respective meetings. “I’ll have your menu for you by lunch,” Roger smiled, “I’ve got an idea or two.” That got me hard, which made the morning meetings unbearable. Finally, at lunch break over very unappealing buffet food, Roger caught me for a moment and passed me the envelope. We only had a half-hour to eat, so I wolfed down lunch, dashed off to the bathroom, and opened the envelope, so turned on I had a lump in my throat. This time, the menu was: Starters Your choice of: Dad-dick and boy-lips, mouthwatering and salty. Dad-ass and boy-tongue, deeper the better. Dad-fingers in boy-hole, with boy-cock, jerked. Entrees Your choice of: 1. Dad-cock in a wrapped and tied boy, with a crème sauce glaze. 2. Rough dad-cock in boy-hole, gags as required for neighbouring rooms comfort. 3. Raw boy-hole, served up raw in your bathroom, with facial toilet water dunking upon request. 4. Reddened boy-ass, fingered and pounded thereafter with a rough crème sauce glaze. 5. Elbow-deep Dad-fist in tight boy-hole, with jerked boy-cock sauce. All meals come raw, with saliva sauce, but upon request, rubbers and/or lube can be added to your entrée. Drinks Your choice of: Cum Dad spit, mouth to mouth or as a light whipped topping. Piss juice up boy-hole (available in shower stall) Boy-spit, fresh from dad’s nipple Desserts Your choice of: Bound boy-hole, for Dad’s use and enjoyment. Dad-hole seated on boy-face, for deep enjoyment. Twisted boy-nipple, reddened, with Dad-spit. Please note that we received notice that your special diet requires multiple servings to retain a healthy lifestyle. We have acquired a second chef for this purpose, who will be happy to serve you this evening if you’d like (place a star beside choices in which you’d like both chefs present, or, alternatively, beside two choices for dual-servings). My fingers shook I was so turned on – and a little worried about the “second chef” I was quickly marking as definitely desired this evening. I circled choices rapidly, and scribbled a note at the bottom: “I am very pleased at the management’s personal attention to my needs. I hope I can be as accommodating a client as possible on this, my last night’s stay. Bring whatever tools you would like for my meal this evening, as I trust the management implicitly, and would like nothing else than their complete orchestration of the event.” I walked up to Roger, just as the lunch break was ending, and saw he was chatting with a wide-shouldered bear-type fellow with a full black beard. I tapped him on the shoulder, and handed him the envelope. I saw the other fellow leering at me, and Roger smiled. “I’ll see you later,” he said. “Guest chef?” I asked, nodding to the bearish guy. Roger winked. I got back to the room as early as I could, and, sure enough, had beaten Roger back. I went straight for the bathroom, showered, nearly shivering with anticipation, and it wasn’t till I got out of the bathroom that I saw he had made it back before me, and left something on the bed. It was a plain opaque plastic bag – the sort you get from stores that sell things they know their clientele don’t want advertised – with a note in Roger’s hand on it: “For your use as preferred.” I tipped it out eagerly. There was a blindfold, a pair of fake leather wrist cuffs that could be connected with a short chain, a plastic gag, and a dildo that seemed at least as thick as Roger’s already prodigious cock. I slipped on the pleather wrist guards, though I didn’t connect them, and put the blindfold down – I wanted to see them both, quite frankly – and although I was tempted and horned up to high heaven, I didn’t play with the dildo at all – my ass, damned abused the night before, was still sore, and I wanted to endure as much as I could with my two “chefs.” The gag I put handily in reach on the bedside table, and waited. And waited. I swear they were trying to rile me up (they as much as admitted so, later), but they took another good twenty minutes to arrive. When the keycard chirped in the door, I thought I was going to yelp out loud. Roger and his friend entered, and Roger, who’d seen me sprawled out naked for him once already, grinned. His friend said, “Eager,” with a bemused smirk. “Now let’s see,” Roger said, with deliberate slowness. My dick was hard and bobbing on the bed, which was a strangely erotic experience in front of two clothed men. He pulled out the “menu” and read out my selections. “For starters, you’ve selected a double helping of Dad dick with boy lips, which is an excellent start, as you know,” He grinned, and undid the button on his pants, “And for your entrees, you’ve selected the Reddened boy-ass, fingered and pounded, and the rough dad cock in gagged boy, which makes the chefs very happy, as it is a pleasure to make.” The black-bearded bear chuckled, shaking his head a little, and I writhed a little on the bed. “You’ll be drinking cum and dad-spit, and for dessert, you’ve selected the bound boy-hole for Dad’s use and enjoyment – which makes me very happy – and the Dad hole seated on boy’s face, for deep enjoyment, which I’m told is one of the specialties of our guest chef. Two excellent choices. We’re a little let down that you didn’t select any of the piss dishes this evening, but maybe we can change your mind a little later, hmm?” He gestured to the dark-haired bear fellow he’d brought with him, “And this is your guest chef for the evening, Serge.” “Hi, sir,” I said, smiling wickedly. He nodded, then unzipped his slacks. They’re weren’t good at sharing my mouth, which is to say, with both of them kneeling, naked, on the bed, and me sprawled out on my stomach in front of them, I didn’t get very long with Roger’s dick before Serge would grab my head and shove my face onto his dick. Serge, it turned out, wasn’t as hairy as Roger, but his thicker frame had a light dusting of very dark hairs on a wide chest that turned me on just fine. His dick was uncut (more’s the pity!) but longer than Roger’s, and his balls hung very heavy and low. I loved slurping them up in turns with his dick, and from his growls, he enjoyed it, too. They passed me back and forth until my jaw started to ache, and long dribbles of my spit were slathered on their cocks. “If you let the cunt finish his starter,” Roger said, “I’ll start work on the first dish.” Serge moved to the head of the bed, and sat back, his cock waving in the air. I crawled up the bed, leaving my ass up in the air for Roger, and swallowed Serge as deep as I could. He pushed his hand on the back of my neck, grunting, and said, “Good boy.” Fuck but there is just something about a rough bear or daddy calling me “boy.” Roger said, “Daddy’s going to slap your ass red, slut.” Serge muttered, “You bite me, and you are fucking beaten, boy.” I nodded around his cock, and Roger’s hand connected with my ass for the first time. It stung – he hadn’t been gentle, of course, and I shivered down my entire body as he brought the flat of his hand against my ass again. Slap! Slap! I sucked desperately on Serge’s cock, and Serge bucked into my face with a muttered, “fuck yeah.” Slap! Again. Again. Roger’s spanks came at random intervals, without a rhythm for me to prepare myself for. They stung – hard slaps to my ass that I could already feel burning. As they continued, I let out a whimper or two, and Serge yanked on my short hair to pull my face up a little. “You like that, eh, slut?” he said. “Yes sir,” I agreed, tears in my eyes from the stinging. Roger gave me another – very hard – slap and I yelped. I heard him laugh behind me. “Nice and red,” he said, his rough hands rubbing my burning cheeks, his fingers and thumbs running between and teasing my crack, “Let’s see if the inside is done,” and then he shoved a finger up my hole. I moaned in lust – this was what I wanted, what I always want – the daddy inside me. Serge moved off, some of my own saliva smearing on my cheek as he left, and I buried my face in the pillow as Roger twisted his finger inside me. “Fucking tight ass, boy. You’re going to feel it,” He chuckled. He removed his finger, and then I felt two fingers shoved inside, rough and careless. I arched my back and gasped with the quick pain of it, and heard Serge chuckle, “good cunt.” The bear was definitely the rougher of the two. They took turns fingering my red hole. “You want my cock in there, don’t you, boy?” said Serge. “He wants it,” Roger answered for me, “Wants mine, too, the fucking slut.” “Gag, boy, now,” Serge snapped, and I scrambled to grab the gag and shoved it into my mouth. Roger slid up beside me, and put his arms up behind his head. He grinned at me, nastily, and said, “We flipped a coin,” he said, “Serge gets to fuck you first, boy.” Serge lay down on top of me, his full weight pushing the breath out of me. His beard scratched at my neck and ear and he rubbed his cock along my burning crack once, twice. He moved his lips to my ear, and said, “Are you my cunt?” I nodded, gagged. “You gonna scream for me?” I nodded again. “I’m going to fucking tear you up, cunt, you got a problem with that?” I shook my head. He laughed, “Good cunt,” and then got off me, pulled me up onto my knees, and grabbed my waist. He lined his dick up against my hole, and I realized that most of my spit had dried during their fingering. He let go of my waist with one hand, and then I felt his head against my hole, pushing, forcing. Serge shoved in hard, and I saw lights in front of my eyes as the intrusion hit me. I made a screech into my gag, muffled, and Serge panted twice, saying, “Fucking tight cunt… nice cunt… oh yeah.” “Good boy,” Roger said, and rubbed the back of my neck, “You’re a good boy for daddy.” Serge pulled back, dragging his dick through my burning hole, and then shoved forward again, hard. I yelled again into the gag, and he repeated the motion. He was slow at first, but didn’t give my ass much time to recover between his violent thrusts. My elbows shook, and I thought I was going to topple onto my face, but Roger put a hand on my chest and sort of held me up. “Good boy,” he repeated, almost lovingly, “You’re a good fucking boy. That bear is going to rip you up, and you take it for daddy, okay?” I nodded. Serge, behind me, rammed into my ass again, and this time, rebounded quickly. He was ready to pound my ass, and my vote didn’t count. He gripped my waist with both hands again, and started to piston fuck me. I quickly lost my breath between gasping and groaning into the gag, and stars were bursting in front of my eyes. “He’s gonna breed you, boy, you want that, don’t you, boy…” Roger was nearly chanting in my ear. Despite the assault on my ass, I was still semi-hard through the pain, and the burning in my ass was growing hotter with each shove from Serge’s long dick. He slapped into me with fury, and the sweat between our bodies was starting to make that little popping noise. Serge started to groan, then he lost his rhythm and shoved hard into me, slamming his full weight into my hole, and collapsed on top of me, knocking me off my knees and elbows. I felt his dick pop inside me, and the burn of his cum in my battered hole made me yell into my gag one more time. The slickness of it didn’t seem to ease the fire in my ass at all. Serge took a moment to breathe, then yanked his cock out of me. I felt my ass leak onto the bedsheets. Panting, Serge said, “All yours,” to Roger, and then leaned into my ear again and said, “Fucking good cunt, boy.” Roger got off the bed, and pulled on my ankles, which made me flail a little at first. He said, “Just getting you ready, boy,” and he positioned me off the end of the bed, my red, dripping ass at a good height for him. “Daddy wants his turn now, boy,” Roger said, “Like you said, if you pass out, Daddy is too rough, right?” I managed to nod, and Roger reached under me and squeezed my dick. I was still semi-hard, and he laughed. “Boy likes his dick.” Serge laughed, and pushed sticky fingers around my gag. I tasted cum. After Serge’s breeding, Roger’s dick lanced into my hole with a slickness that left him free to raise the tempo rapidly. He assaulted my ass much in kind, and told me I was a good boy, a good slut, a daddy’s dream as he pounded my ass. It burned and I yelled into my gag, and Roger seemed to take pity and let himself cum, with his surging three spurts, fairly quickly after he’d begun. With a deep grunt as he came, he stayed inside me for a few more heartbeats, and then pulled out. Roger tugged out my gag, rolling me over onto my back – my ass burned at the movement – and Roger’s slick dick, coated in the cum of two men, slid into my mouth. I sucked it down greedily, and Serge, still not good at sharing my mouth, did the same. “Drink up, boy,” Serge laughed, and then lay down. Roger did, too. The three of us lay there for a while, just panting. My ass burned, but I had that glorious “full” feeling in my hole. I’d been fucked damned right by two fucking hot dad/bear types. Piggy heaven. “Dessert,” Roger mumbled, and I turned to see him looking at me wolfishly. His hand snaked down my side, and cupped one ass cheek, still hot to the touch. Serge grunted, and sat up, then stood on the bed, which swayed. He swung one leg over me, and then crouched above my face, his heavy balls and his ass – also lightly dusted with black hair, I noticed – just over my nose. “You eat that up good, you hear?” he said. I lifted my face – tongue already flicking, and buried myself into his ass. Rimming him as deep as I dared with my tongue, I wrapped my arms around his thighs and breathed in the scent of his musk between slurps. As I licked and slobbered into Serge’s hole, Roger moved, and his hands took my ankles. He pushed my legs up, bending at the knees, and I felt Serge take hold of them. And then Roger’s tongue began to lick and flick at my exposed, pounded, sore, bred hole. I arched my back, which pushed my tongue further into Serge’s ass, and Roger grabbed my ass cheeks and really dove into his rim job. I felt myself harden between his attentions and my enjoyment of a bear’s ass on my face, and Serge made noises of lust above me. I desperately wanted to cum. My dick was hard, but when I tried to reach my hand to touch it, Serge batted my hand away, and said, “No boy, you don’t touch your dick, daddy touches your dick.” Moments later, he’d shifted holding up my legs by hooking them through one elbow, and with his freed hand he wrapped his fingers around my dancing cock. He squeezed as I licked his hole, and Roger made grunts and slurps at mine. I moaned with it, wriggling and writhing underneath them, and Serge began to pump my cock with deliberate slow, hard, tugs. Roger alternated with fingers, his tongue, a thumb, and – eventually – the dildo with rapt attention, and tugged on my balls as Serge jerked me faster and faster. I nearly screamed into Serge’s ass when I came, splattering his forearm and some of his stomach and slightly hairy chest with my cum. After that, we rearranged ourselves, and after a good fun time of licking Serge clean, and sucking on Roger’s fingers, Serge noted he had better get back to his own roommate before he wondered where he was (we were all, after all, flying to our respective homes the next day). He padded to the bathroom and started the shower, to clean off what I hadn’t licked. “Good boy,” Roger said, and gave my ass a squeeze. The rest of the night passed fairly eventless – I slept like the dead for a good long while, though I did wake up early enough to receive a pleasant face-fucking from Roger before we both had to shower and get ready to go. And in the shower, he shoved me up against the tile and fucked my sorry sore hole one last time with a furious abandon, calling me his little whore for use, his good boy, and the like. I shot my load while he was in me, jerking myself rapidly under the hot water, before he bred another load deep into my guts with a nearly roared grunt of satisfaction. “I wish I could have talked you into taking my piss,” he grinned at me, as I packed my bags, “And I would love to tie you down…” I could see the line of his dick in his pants again. “We should request each other as roommates next year, then,” I smiled, and handed him one of my business cards – the second I had given away the entire time I’d been at these godforsaken meetings. Serge had the other one.