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Part One: A Blinking Light ********************************************** A bump in the road snapped me back to reality. It was nothing more than a gravel driveway, and I slowly navigated the darkness, the crunching sound of tire on stone and rock the only audible noise, heading for my destination. My stomach lurched with every tiny bump and pothole I hit. Yes, I was really doing this. My mind began to wander back again to our conversation just a few minutes previously. I had been driving when the telltale flash of my phones status light told me I had a message, that distinct orangish hue indicating it was from Grindr. I was in the middle of nowhere so I did what I shouldn't have and flicked open the app. He had started simply enough with a "hey man," and little did I know it would be anything but simple from there on out. As I always do, I flipped to his profile to see what I was dealing with: no picture, 46, 6'0", 145#, top, right now, positive. My pulse quickly sped up with that last part. It didn't say undetectable. Ordinarily no picture means instant dismissal but a guy on Grindr who straight up said positive was a rare find indeed! Of course guys who say positive often mean undetectable, but still the thrill of his stats (that one in particular) had me intrigued enough to respond. "Hi there." "You looking for some fun sexy stud? Slightly older guy here, but always ready to please." Slightly corny, but okay, I was still horned. "Depends on what you have in mind for me." Vague and elusive, I wanted him to give me more so that even if he turned out to be one of the thousands of flakes, at least I'd have something to beat off to when I get home. "Looking to slide inside a young buck such as yourself and ride him until I unleash my seed inside." A barebacker it sounded like, just my type of response! But now for the real test. "Sounds hot, you got any pics to share?" My phone fell silent for a moment. I knew it, he was one of those guys who probably hit up everyone in range just to amuse himself. I set the phone back down and returned myself to the task at hand of driving, though I noticed with slight amusement that he had definitely gotten the blood flow going down there. And then the steady pulsing of the notification light returned. He had responded. Oh fuck! His pictures took my growing uncut 7-inch piece straight to a solid state. His first pic was a full body shot. He was definitely rocking a semi-wasted look. He was thin with a hint of rib cage showing beneath his well-tanned skin, a nice but not too thick pellet of fur on his chest. His face was slightly gaunt, a thick but trimmed beard and a buzzed head. Thin, hairy, and veiny legs supported him, but his cock... my god, it was true what they said about wasting men--it makes their cocks more impressive. It looked long, uncut like mine, with an ample shaft but a quite impressive head that definitely flared out under the hood. It was the type of head, much thicker than the shaft, that would create that feel of a suctioning plunger inside an ass. There was a second picture, an even more impressive close-up of his wonderful monster. Now clearly hard and pointing at an erect and upright angle the head looked solidly larger than the shaft as I had noticed from the first picture, and just the tip of his piss slit peaking through the opening of his foreskin with a succulent and substantial strand of precum dangling down. I was sold. I responded with a picture of myself and one of my ass, as clearly that would be the most interesting part of me to him. I am a pretty good looking guy if you can get me to admit it. I stand 28, 5'11", 179#, fit though not muscular or ripped, but well exercised from all the sports I play. My chest is smooth, my skin a lightly tanned color, and my ass nice and firm--a slight bubble to it--and just a hint of fuzz on it. "Boy, I would love to be inside that beautiful pink hole, unleashing my seed inside you." "Fuck yeah man. It sounds like you play raw and shoot positive seed, right?" Again my phone fell silent. Had I perhaps broached that topic too quickly? I'm not one for small talk usually, but maybe this time should I have held off slightly, let the conversation develop more? The flash returned. "Prefer raw here, boy. My cock doesn't appreciate plastic. Oh, and my seed will change you - if that's what you want." Fuuuuuuck. It was. "It is, but your cock looks quite large, not sure that head will make it in!" "It's the hardest part to take, but once it's in, you'll never want it out." "Where are you?" This time there was no pause. Up popped the little map clip with the marker. Holy hell, he was just a few miles ahead. I was on a state road, but at 11:00 PM it was all but deserted and dark from the thick woods on either side. I had driven this road many times and had never noticed a house along my drive. "Looks like I'm driving toward you now and would arrive at your place in about five minutes. Is that too quick an arrival?" "Not at all. That cock pic is me - now. I'm ready if you are, boy." "Then I guess I'll see you shortly!" "Fuck yeah boy. Just be sure, 'cause I don't stop once I start, and once I'm in my head doesn't soften until it has unleashed its load inside you." Music to my ears. "I want it." "See you soon." And now, just a few minutes later, here I was, his small house in front of me, deep back in the woods. I parked, turned-off the Jeep, and took a deep breath. Last chance. I opened the door and stepped out into the crisp, cold, late-night air of a fall evening. Another deep breath and a pause. I turned and walked to the door and knocked. A few seconds later I heard footsteps approach the door. A hand on the knob, and the door opened. "Come on in," a voice said from inside. The room was dark, I couldn't see him in there. One last deep breath. I stepped inside.

Went to TeamPig party Saturday night. Got there around 9 pm and stayed until after 1 am. Had cock in my hole most of the time. Once during the night I felt a twinge in my colon so I quickly made my way to the port-o-potty, I had done a thorough douche so I was a bit baffled. To my delight it was just several loads that had been deposited in my cunt. I wiped my hole clean and went back to collecting cock and letting guys dump they're loads in me. Had so much fun! Collected many more loads before the night was done.

The last time I visited Las Vegas, this very hot 18 year old black top contacted me on grindr. He wasn't very experienced but interested in an older bottom coming over. After sucking him hard, I climbed on and road that BBC. After his shot his load, I continued to ride his cock. He said, "I only shoot once." I kept his cock in my ass and just slowly continued to ride his cock until it got hard again. The second time he grabbed my hips and pumped his second load deep in my tight hole and said, "Wow, I have never down that twice in a row." He then said, "we better finish up, my dad will be coming home soon." :-).

Part 13 “Just put the pizza on the table in the kitchen, thanks,” Tom said from behind the young pizza boy. “Sure,” he replied as he cautiously walked past me and into the kitchen. Once he had put the pizza down he walked back towards the door, he must have had a look at my ass as he did. “Like his arse?” Tom said plainly. “Eh…I… I should get back to work,” the pizza boy responded, walked quickly past me, his face scarlet. “Wow, kid it’s okay, my boy there is very accommodating. I’m sure he’d love to taste that hard cock you’ve got growing in your jeans.” The boy blushed again and I could feel myself moving towards him. What was I doing? Tom’s blue eyes pierced into mine. I knew what he was telling me to do. I knelt down in front of the twink and slowly found my hands unbuttoning his jeans. “I really shouldn’t… I’ve never… you know… well not properly… my boss will wonder where I’ve been.” He tried to move away from me but Tom had a grip on his shoulders and kept him and his hard cock in front of me. “Don’t worry about it, we were all virgins once. We’ll go slow and I’ll ask what you want to do. How about it? Tell you what, you’ll walk out of here with at least a week's wages and if you’re lucky, a surprise.” I took the guy's cock in my mouth, and any objections he might have had were gone. Was I really sucking a virgin cock? It wasn’t anything special but it was a nice length and had a decent girth. He was uncut which was nice. Be fore long I was deep throating the twink while Tom worked his nipples. Tom had slipped his sweats off, carefully keeping his top on, hiding his tattoo, the young kid was excitedly playing with his cock. “Let’s move this to the bedroom, it’s more comfortable in there.” Tom ushered the kid into the bedroom stripping his clothes off him as they went, I felt concern for the boy. Would Tom do to him what he’s done to me? I couldn’t let that happen. I found myself mounting the bed in front of them both. Maybe if I made a good show of my ass Tom would alternate with the kid in fucking me, and the kid would escape getting fucked. Tom grabbed some lube and slapped it on my ass and roughly shoved his fingers into my hole. I groaned and huffed some poppers. “Go on kid, bury your cock balls deep. He can take it.” “Do you have a condom?” Again the kid blushed. “We don’t use them, me and my boy only play with each other but I’d love to see you fuck him.” Tom sounded so reassuring and innocent that I wasn’t surprised that the kid fell for it. He placed the tip of his innocent cock at my hole, and with Toms encouragement he slowly slid deeper into me. It was the most gentle fuck I’d had in over a week. He picked up the pace after some time and I knew he probably wouldn’t last long. Tom took the poppers and forced them under the kids nose. By his reaction he was new to them. He started to bury deeper into me and from the force behind me I could tell Tom was making a move for the kids hole. I looked in the mirror to see Tom lubing up his cock and the kids hole. The kid looked like he was in heaven, completely new to every sensation. Tom again made the kid take deep hits of the poppers, asking “What do you want kid?” murmuring into the kid's ear while forcing the brown bottle under the kids nose again. “Fuck me,” the kid almost whispered. “Fuck you? You want it all? I’m big and I fuck hard.” “Yeah fuck me hard, don’t stop.” The kid was clearly high off the fumes, little did he know what to expect from Tom. Tom, however, took advantage of the kid's invitation, and lining his cock at the victim's hole, in one swift move had brutally taken the twink's virginity. “Fuck… owww…. no….no….please stop!” The kid tried to get away from Tom but as he did he only buried deeper into me. Interestingly the kid was harder than he had been. Tom slapped the kid's ass cheek hard and then put his had over his mouth as he brutally raped his ass! I felt the kid's orgasm as he came hard in my ass. Tom clearly knew the kid had cum by his ass muscles clenching. Tom violently pulled the kid away and pushed him across the room. He didn’t even glance at the kid as he went rolling across the floor. Tom slammed his cock deep into my ass and I felt his cum fill me deep and raw. I had no time to adjust to what had just happened, but I felt oddly satisfied that Tom had cum in me and not the pizza kid. After Tom’s orgasm subsided he glanced over at the kid who was sitting on the carpet staring at us both. “Sorry about that kiddo, but my cum is for my boy’s hole only. I’m sure you understand.” The kid looked confused and frightened about the situation. Tom walked over the bedside took a roll of dollars out his wallet and threw it at the kid barking “Our little secret kid. Now, grab your clothes and fuck off. My pizza will be cold.”

Part Four: A Surprise Visitor ********************************************** We slowly made our way into his bedroom, me still impaled on a not-softening weapon of ass destruction as they say. We reached the bed, which was a little lower than most, and we gradually climbed onto it, making our way to the middle. I leaned forward and put my hands down in front of me, assuming an all-fours position. Just doing so pulled me forward ever so slightly, and I felt that now-familiar tug of his head on my inner ring. Fuck. With that pounding and constant bullying open of that sphincter muscle, how was it still tight enough to resist? But it was, and I felt myself scoot back just a bit to ease the pressure. He had other ideas though. "Here boy, slowly turn yourself over and lay on your back." He slid a pillow in front of his knees to help raise my ass once I turned, and slowly I managed to turn myself, lifting my left leg up and over him as I went from face down to upright. And then, I felt myself falling back onto the bed and his pillow as I lost the arm support that had been holding me up. And as I sank down to the bed, my ass pulled away, painfully ripping his head out of my inner chute and leaving it halfway inside that first segment of rectum. I looked up and, from the soft light emerging into the room from the hallway, I saw him for the first time in person. He looked much like his picture but now with the light from outside I noticed that underneath the patch of fur on his chest and, indeed, up and down his arms, were dark blotches. Lesions. They dotted him all over below his neckline, a testament to just how truly sick and virulent this man was--this man who had just impregnated me with seed that would likely treat me just the same. My inner ass was drowning in poison, and I could feel the still-hot liquid slowly sliding further up into me as, with my ass elevated, gravity pulled it along previously untainted tissue. My head fell back against the bed. "Fuuuck. What did I just do?" He chuckled at hearing this. I looked him straight in the eyes as he spoke. "You surrendered yourself to me, and now I am part of you. Inside you." And with that he pushed his half burried shaft into me again, lodging up against the weakening resistance of my inner core. He fell forward, his hands landing on either side of me, his face now above me, and he flexed his cock inside me as I tried to push my head back further into a bed that would resist me as I had not him. He pushed again through my inner ring, lodging even more deeply than before as my eyes shot open and my mouth dropped open to cry out. Yet that cry was quickly muffled by his mouth on mine as I once again felt his ballsack come to rest against me, both globes inside still feeling amply full. His tongue pushed mine aside as he explored my mouth just as enthusiastically as he had my ass just a few moments ago. All the while his uncut meat launched itself into a steady fuck rhythm once again, battering a torn and bruised anal cavity that was susceptible to every disease that coarsed through his veins. His eyes locked on mine as he raised his head, never slowing but gradually increasing the forcefulness of his second assault. "Mmmm boy, yeah, take me. Take everything I have, deep inside you let it become part of you." My voice wavered now, suddenly I realized that while the thought of a poz man turned me on, I hadn't thought completely about what other bugs he might have. "What do you mean, 'take everything'?" "Shhh, I've given you many special gifts, and will soon gift them to you again. Not just my deadly and untreatable AIDS but other beautiful things for your body to enjoy. You will discover them over time, but they are already part of you now." His thrusts continued to increase and the slapping sound of his balls faded slightly as they began to draw up for another release. I looked at him as his eyes rolled up into his head. He practically shouted. "Oh god boy, I'm going to cum in you again, more seed inside you!" His cock once again became a steel pole and with a few more thrusts, he lodged himself deep inside me and froze, his body convulsing and shaking this time as wave after wave of toxic cum shot like bullets into me, gravity sliding them down soft tissue as the burning sensation in me reappeared and seemed to spread. His head flew back in ecstasy. "OH FUCK! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" He continued to convulse as another 7-8 thick spurts of cum fired into my ass. Apparently he had not cum in quite some time as this load was just as big, if not substantially larger than the first. He collapsed on me, still buried balls-deep, his rigid penis still twitching and pulsing death into me. He was himself also still convulsing slightly, and as my hands found their way up and over him and landed on his back, I felt more lesions there and realized I was again taking his potent seed, another few pulses as liquid dribbled from his piss slit. "Fuuuuuuck." It was all he could say as his frail body lay on top of mine. His head came down to the right of mine. Little flexes of his shaft still felt in every corner of my abused, diseased rectum. He lay there, and I felt his cock finally begin to shrink a bit. I still had his head trapped up inside my second hole, but even it eventually softened enough and I felt it pop back into my main chute as he began to slowly pull himself up and withdraw his cock until just that legendary head remained. He returned himself fully to a squatting position, 2 inches still inside me, and looked at the results of his entrance and subsequent destruction. "Mmmm, only a few specks of blood boy. I thought for sure I had ripped you wide open the way you screamed earlier." I felt the tug of his head as he pulled it back against my asshole. Blood. It was certain then. With everything he said he had, no way would some of it not find its way there. "In a few days you'll probably feel quite sick, but then you will possess the same seed as me. Ready to be spread to whomever you desire. An attractive young buck like yourself will have no trouble finding himself willing holes to seed. Holes I cannot tag looking like this." He pointed to his lesions. He was right. Had I seen them I very well may not have ever turned off the road earlier. But here I was, his hooded head still inside me. I had taken him willingly, my hormonal desires impairing any form of better judgement and now two loads of an untreatable form of AIDS lay deep inside me, being absorb even as my brain pondered the wisdom of my choices. "Would you like a surprise visitor?" As if I any longer had a choice? I knew what awaited me, what was to be my fate. With everything he had hinted at contained in his semen, I would have many, many surprise visitors in the next few months. Visitors that would be hard to get rid of, if at all, and who would all contribute to the deterioration of my body, until I too was frail, lesioned, and searching for a vessel to carry my eventual lethality. I spoke again in my now scratchy voice, words that escaped reason and sanity. "Yes, I can't wait." "Who said anything about waiting?" Wait. Oh god. That wasn't his voice! Where had it come from? We weren't alone??? I looked past him and there, as my eyes focused, silhouetted in the doorway--by the light of the hallway--stood another naked man. We did indeed have a surprise visitor. And my night was clearly not over.

Part Three: The Warmth Inside ******************************************* It may have seemed like an eternity but it was only a few seconds of stillness before I felt a pressure inside and realized he was beginning to slowly thrust again. "Oh fuck boy, it's been a long time since I've been in such a warm and willing hole. Give me a sec while I adjust and let my foreskin inside you too." His gyrations were slow and shallow, but I could feel a slight fullness growing inside me as I realized his abundant foreskin was slowly inching back up and over his exposed head. A bit of his shaft followed with each push, and after a minute or so he paused again. "Muuuch better. Fuck boy, you are so wet inside. And my load will eventually make that a flood." I felt myself go limp, not that I had been capable of tensing any muscles since his entrance just moments ago. But he definitely felt me surrender to his grip. My nipples once again being tweaked and lightly pinched as my shaft again grew, having gone flaccid from the pain I had so recently felt. I was hard in no time and I felt my hormones again begin to flow as his well-lubricated death stick began a new mission: burying itself as deep as it could go. I knew it wouldn't take long, with his head now inside, his shaft would have no trouble following and I again closer my eyes tightly as he began to sink into me with one long continuous push. He was nearly there and then I felt him reach my second, more inner ring and begin stretching it just as he had my outermost one. Again, I felt a ripping, tearing pain as his head spread my inner muscle apart further than anything ever had. He gripped me tight, sensing my latest round of discomfort. He all but cooed into my ear, the short hairs of his beard tickling my skin. "It's okay, once more, just a thrust." And a thrust it was. There was no gentle working of this ring. He pushed hard and deep and for the second time (and not the last) I cried out in a scream of pain as he pushed his massive head through in one flick of his hips. With no resistance left his cock kept its momentum and sank completely into me, his groin settling against on my upper ass and his quite hefty ball sack slapped gently up against my lower cheeks; I remember thinking his balls felt as large as his ass-splitting acorn. "I'm all the way in now boy." I slowly opened my eyes and forced myself to resume a normal breathing rhythm. He was so deep inside me, I could feel his head pushing against the lower front wall of my abdomen. Things were definitely being rearranged internally, I could feel it. And then, I felt something else: a dull, burning, almost hot pain inside me. He wasn't cumming already was he? Again, he had read my mind. "Fuuuuck, leaking so badly boy. More of my death lube inside you." Precum, just precum? Were his balls also furnaces? The liquid his piss slit was generously oozing onto my ass walls was all but scalding hot inside me! I felt his plug of a head gently rocking deep inside my second ring, and I knew he was making sure the coating was evenly distributed. AIDS. In my hole. What the fuck was I doing? Wait. NOW I was having second thoughts? I thought back just a couple years to when I had been a condom-nazi. Never touched a guy or gal back then without them. Then, while fucking a FTM trans guy, my rubber had broken, and a few weeks later there had been a pregnancy scare. To say I had been a nervous wreck was an understatement, but the feel of my sensitive uncut head touching skin had intrigued me, and while a war had raged inside me about safe sex and long healthy life, I found myself experimenting with raw encounters. At first I only topped one of my regular buds bare; he had admitted it was a fantasy of his and was all to ready to help me experiment when I shared with him my desire. Still, I never took him bare at first. But one day I was just so damn horny that when the rubber broke as he was about to climax, I ignored his warning and slammed myself down on him until his prodigious load filled me inside. I was hooked. As I explored bareback sex, both in bed and online, it was a natural progression to curiosity about poz men, and gradually I began engaging with several undetectable fuck buds. But I had never played with a man so riddled by the virus, so willing to share it, and so potent as to ensure that once would be enough. Until now. The rocking continued and became, once again, a thrusting, gentle at first, and then gradually increasing in speed. Yet, he was still shallow, completely inside my second ring until... I felt the back of his head hit my second ring, moving in the opposite direction from which it had entered. I knew this would hurt, as there was no flare to make it a gradual exit. Instead his head began pulling my inner sphincter along with it as he tried to withdraw. I felt it pull, painfully, and then it ripped open again as his head popped back into my lower chute. Another scream. "That's it, boy, feel me tearing open your inner hole. A few more thrusts in and out and you'll be used it it." And with that, his half withdrawn monster slammed back through my inner barrier. My head fell back as I screamed. Again. And again. And again. This was no longer gentle - he was busting me open, his massive plow probably destroying my ability to ever walk or defecate normally again. Still, little by little the pain decreased to a tolerable amount, although in no way disappearing. Somehow I realized with each withdraw his cock head was now also pulling against my outer ring. He was deep-dicking me hard and rhythmically. "No need to worry boy. I'm not exiting that first ring until my balls have emptied their cargo of demon seed inside you." His fucking continued, us standing there just inside his door. Pounding thrusts created involuntary, guttural grunts from me as he continued to bust my second ass ring wide open with every pass. "I've never shot my seed at this toxicity into anyone before, boy. You will never be able to treat it or fight it. I have created the ultimate weapon and will give it to you now." His rhythm picked up as his thrusting increased in fury. His breathing began to sound labored and I knew the time had come. He was about to impregnate me with his AIDS. A strain so virulent that no treatment for it yet existed. Its noxious brew already sliming my ass walls in his precum, but now a voluminous amount of liquid death was about to enter me and my journey to a wasted state similar to him would begin. I was ready. And so was he. I felt his cock grow incredibly hard inside me as the blood flowed in to create a rock solid weapon capable of unleashing a deadly force inside its victim, a straight shot to the soft tissue that would absorb the poison that would change it forever. "Oh god, boy, I'm going to cum!" And with that he thrust deeply one last, painful time as his steel shaft thrust a rock hard head past my inner sphincter one last time and lodged it there so it could finally accomplish its mission. "OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" He screamed into my ear and that hot burning sensation I had felt deep in my bowels before, created just by a single strand of precum, was replaced by a flood of scalding liquid as the first wave of his load splashed against innocent, unprotected soft tissue. It was quickly followed by another seven or eight spurts, each gradually decreasing in size until it was just an oozing dribble. As each wave of liquid toxicity entered me I felt his nutsack jump behind me, signalling the rocketing of another wave through those tiny, miniscule tubules that blend semen and sperm and send the mixture on to its destination. Each wave of his load of course stayed right where it was, his ample head plugging my inner hole in a tight seal. He gradually relaxed himself, and his hands slowly moved to my chest, again focusing on my soft and tender pink nipples. "Fuuuck boy, I haven't cum like that in ages. There's just no substitute for an ass like your's. Don't worry, I won't be going soft for a while, there's more seed to unload inside you. I felt your ass clamping down on me and throbbing. How big a load did you shoot?" How big a load did I shoot? DID I shoot? I looked down. Fuck! I had. I could barely see the glistening last strand of cum hanging from my slowly softening penis. I hadn't even felt myself blow. But I could make out several spots of cum on the back of the couch in front of me. Yeah, I had cum, quite impressively even for me. I noticed I felt an ache in my balls, the way you do when a load has been building for a while and is finally released. "Quite a bit it seems." Aside from my screams, they were the first words I had uttered since we began, if you ignored my feeble pleas for him to 'take it out' as he entered. "Mmmm, one of your last negative loads. How about we move up to the bed?" With that we somehow moved to the staircase and waddled our way up, me still in his embrace and with his ever so slightly softened piece still plugging his load deep in my chute. I welcomed the warmth inside me as we entered his bedroom.

It was Halloween night. I had decided to go out by myself that night instead of going to a house party with my friends. I had not only recently turned 21 and could get into the clubs, but I had also finally accepted the fact that I was gay. My friends didn't know yet, but I had gone out a few times to the clubs and hooked up with some hot guys. I knew tonight was the gay high holiday, and didn't want to miss out on the possibilities. I chose a simple, but effective costume for the evening, which was basically my track outfit. I was a decathelete, and knew my body would be displayed perfectly. I just wore my track shoes with ankle socks, a jockstrap, nylon running shorts that almost showed off the bottom of my bubble butt, and a nylon tank top. I even fashioned an Olympic style gold medal to top it off. I admired my lean but muscular body in the mirror as I made sure my curley blond hair was adequately tamed, then grabbed my money and id, and was out the door. I had been at the club for a couple of hours, dancing up a storm, grinding against other hot guys on the floor, generally working up a sweat. After a while I decided to take a break and headed to the room off the dance floor with booths and tables. At the back bar I got the Halloween special, a Bloody Mary, and slid my sweaty body into a dark booth in the corner to chill. I still had all night to find a hot fuck, so I wanted to relax a bit with my drink and a glass of water. I was probably there about 5 minutes when I felt a slightly cold breeze brush past me. I looked up and saw him for the first time. He was probably about 30, tall, with dark, almost black hair, made all the blacker next to his alabaster white skin. Skin so white, it was almost translucent. I swear I could see the veins prominently beneath, almost pulsing with a life of their own. He was dressed in black slacks, a dark purple velvet suit jacket, and a white shirt opened halfway down his chest, slightly showing off his firm pecs lightly covered in dark fur. He wasn't the usual young jock type that I go for, but I found myself instantly, unexplainably, mesmerized by him. It barely registered in my head when he asked if he could join me. I just nodded and muttered a barely audible "sure" as he glided next to me. As he seemed to float into the booth beside me, I felt chills as his eyes, eyes that were so blue, eyes that seemed to appear full of life, yet dead at the same time, looked straight into mine, only deeper, right into my soul. I couldn't look away, as if I was trapped, and I sipped my drink as he continued to stare deep into me. After what seemed like an eternity, he spoke again. "Hello Lucas," he said, extending his hand to me. "I am Demitri." It didn't even register in my mind that I had never told him my name as I took his hand in mine. His flesh was cool to the touch, but I just thought I was hot from dancing. His grasp was firm and I swear I felt a jolt of electricity pass through me. He held my hand tight for a moment before the spell finally broke and he pulled it away. It was then that I finally looked away and down, noticing his slender fingers with long, perfectly manicured nails that looked like glass, each of them filed to a perfect point. "How is your evening going on this special night?" "Uh, fine, fine." I laughed, coming back to my senses, thinking he must think of me as quite stupid. "Uh, your accent. It's different." "You caught me, I'm Russian. Can I buy you another drink? Yours is gone." "Uh, sure." I replied, not even realizing my glass was empty. Demitri simply rose up and seemed to glide over to the bar. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, and he was back beside me in no time. As he gave me my drink, I noticed he didn't have one. "You don't drink?" I asked. "No." He replied. "At least not alcohol." His voice was hypnotic. He just watched me as I sipped my drink. I babbled some small talk, telling him meaningless things. He just smiled at me, as if he knew everything about me already. Smiled with lips so red, almost like blood. After I finished my drink, he took the glass from my hand and placed it on the table. Without a word, he leaned into me and placed his lips against mine. Again, so cold, yet so electric. I found myself melting into him as his tongue entered my mouth, and his cold hand stroked my bare thigh. I shivered as he ran his nails on my inner thigh, up to my crotch, stopping just before touching my raging hardon. I involuntarily moaned as he removed his hand and pulled his lips away. I was breathing hard as I opened my eyes to see him inches from my face, his blue eyes staring deeply into my brown ones as he stroked my face. "You are so beautiful, my boy." He purred. "Tonight is a special night for you. I chose you. Tonight is your birthday." I just stared back at him silently. He started to kiss me again, slowly moving his cold, red lips across my cheeks to my neck as his fingers inched under my shorts. I could feel him brushing his sharp nails outside my butthole as he kissed my neck. I moaned and spread my legs apart, giving him more access to my hungry hole. This was the invitation he was waiting for as he slid his finger in my anus and I felt his sharp teeth puncture my neck. Instead of pain, I felt ecstasy as I gasped in pleasure, spreading my legs further apart and holding his head tight against me. He inserted two fingers into me, digging and clawing as he sucked on my neck. My throbbing boner ground into my jockstrap as I soaked it in precum, moaning like a bitch in heat. After a minute, Demitri pulled his mouth off my neck, licking it with his tongue as he pulled his fingers out of my hungry ass. As I floated back down, he sat upright, and I could see a trickle of blood run down the side of his mouth. He raised his fingers and I could see blood on them as well. With a look of pleasure, he licked his fingers clean, and wiped off his mouth. Standing up, he extended his hand to me and said, "Come with me." That's all he had to say. I stood up as if in a trance, and took his hand as he led me out of the club to a waiting limosine. "Say goodbye to your old life, Lucas, and hello to your new reality." He said as he guided me into the limo, and we were escorted away.

Last night Friday I arranged to meet a PrEP'd-up young German guy who was very much my type: skinny, tattooed bearded and very hung. He warned me that he was not a quick draw and liked long sessions, and that he could shoot more than once. Sounded great to me. He came to my hotel at 8.45 and was much shorter than I expected making me feel huge at 6.2, but very cute. I dropped my towel and got on all fours on the bed as we had agreed. I could hear him stripping off his clothes behind me, then felt his beard on my ass cheeks and his tongue in my hole, he rimmed me really well and sucked on my hole, then suddenly stood up and pushed his cock all the way in. I had not seen or felt his cock before and was really taken aback by the length and girth. I do love it when a skinny little guy has a big fat cock. He then started to pound my ass really well, pinning me down to the bed until he announced shortly after that he was "I'm ready to cum," blowing a huge load into my ass. What happened next was amazing. He remained balls deep inside me, his cock remaining rock hard as he whispered in my ear that he had no intention of stopping and could keep going like this for hours. Which he did. During the next two hours he fucked me every which way using his first load as lube. This was a totally natural fuck, no lube apart from his load, no poppers and just intense raw fucking. He came in me a further two times until finally we were just so hot and sticky we called it a night. He showered and went home promising a repeat on Monday After he left I showered and checked my phone. The guy from the night before was in the lobby on the off chance so he came up and pulled out his thick Egyptian cock. I am not sure he could tell how much I had been fucked already but I guess he must have known as my ass lips were quite puffy and I was full of the first guy's cum. Just as he had the night before, he started pile-driving my ass, giving me my fourth load of the night. Afterwards he showered, thanked me, we shook hands and he left. I passed out on the bed with a sore and dripping hole.

adress, wil poz seed u, part of my marketting campaign

this morning started with a 25 yo guy eager to pump his load in my throat. I told him I couldn't go late at work and he promised to come, dump and go. So he came, I opened the door and he was already hard. On my knees, I give him a quick suck. He has a nice fat cock, upward bent so I can deepthroat him on my knees. I moved on the bed, on my back and in one second he was pushing down my throat, fucking it like a bull. 10 seconds break to make me breathe, I handed him my phone and he understood immediately what kind of slut I was. Back in my throat, few strokes and his cock was pulsing, leaving a load directly in my stomach. Love guys with fully loaded balls who needs just to dump and go.

On a day to day basis, being poz doesn't really affect me beyond taking a pill. The going to the doctor every 3-6 months gets annoying, but you learn to live with it. The only real pro to it is that you don't have to worry about catching it anymore. I'm not one that gets off on my status or anyone else's. I never have, so I don't really understand the chaser mentality. Why anyone would want to have to take medicine everyday and get blood tests every 3-6 months is beyond me. It can be expensive and time consuming some times. Would have changed my behaviors had I known I'd pop poz? Maybe, but probably not permanently. Had PrEP been available when I was younger, I certainly would have taken advantage of it!

Wednesday was on BBRT, bored and horny. guy nearby messages me that he is turned on by my uncut pierced cock pics. Offers his hole to me. head over to his hotel, find parking quickly, and head in. door is propped open on the security deadbolt. Enter, he is on all fours on the bed, ass framed by his black jock. Tell him I gotta piss first. he turns around and offers his mouth. drinks it all straight from the tap, then sucks me till I am hard. turns back around and I slide right in. His hole is prelubed, which I don't really like, I prefer to lube it up with my spit. but I pound him for a while and he is clamping his ring on my cock getting me closer and closer to filling him up. a few minutes later I push in, grab his shoulders to make sure I get all the way into his ass, and blast my three day load deep inside him. stay in side of him slowly fucking him to make sure my babies all stay deep inside him. slowly pull out, slide a couple fingers in him to see how it feels in there, and then wipe off my cock on the towel he had beside him on the bed, then I am off and he is searching for his next load.

Last night i decided to go and visit a darkroom in Brussels. I checked in and undressed, put my clothes in the locker and wearing only my jockstrap. I went to the darkroom straight away all down into the cellar in a big part where you can barely see a thing. I know there are some cabinets with slings installed, so I went in there put myself in one of the slings and putted my feet into these loops so my legs were up in the air and spread waiting for someone to come by. After a minute or so i heard someone coming closer. He was searching the other cabinets till he got in my cabinet. Suddenly I felt a hand on my bottom cheek and saying something in French but i don't understand French so he goes farther with his hand starting to finger me till I started to loosen up and putted an extra finger in. After a while he had 3 fingers of each hand in me and started to stretch me out. At the same time there was another person entering my cabinet. He as well, started to play with my pussy till the first guy decided to put he's cock in me. I partly guided him in because you couldn't see anything. I felt his huge cock without condom entering me, that felt so horny and at the same time sucking the other guy. Another guy came in the cabinet and short after 2 more guys came in. I felt a lot of hands and attention. So i was switching from sucking and stroking cocks because I wanted to serve them all and so i did. The guy who was fucking me came suddenly moaning very load when he came. Everything was deep into my pussy injected. When he came out I felt with my finger. It was all filled up. Someone took my hand away from my ass and started to fuck me, again without condom. Actually no one is using condoms there. So again my hands, my ass and mouth where filled with cocks enjoying being fucked and filled with cum. 6 more guys have entered my cabin during my stay. In total 9 guys fucked me bare and came in my pussy and 2 guys came in my mouth while i was sucking them. The sperm was dripping out of my ass. I took it with my finger and eaten it all to not spill it. The other part i put back with my finger into my ass. I kept laying in the sling for a while to enjoy fingering my slutty pussy and feel all that cum. I propably have some STD's now but i really don't care. I like getting pregnant like this not knowing or seeing from who fucked me. Anonymous is just so horny. You need to feel everything and no one will recognise you. I hope you enjoyed my story and if you wanna meet you're always welcum xxx

Part Two: The Entrance ********************************************** My eyes took a few seconds to adjust. The room was dark, but not pitch black. A subtle glow of light from the staircase in front of me made just the major details of the room in front of me barely visible. A couch stood in front of me, facing the opposing wall and what looked like a bookshelf or entertainment center. It was a living room, and had just the scent of candle smoke wafting in the air. I heard the door close and felt him come up behind me; he put his hands on the outside of my shoulders and brought his head right up behind mine. "So glad you came, boy. You're going to enjoy yourself. Why don't you lose those clothes?" He stepped back just a few feet as I shucked my overjacket, t-shirt, and track pants, and followed that up by sliding out of my sneakers. I stood there in the near dark with just a tight black jock and socks, having stayed facing the couch with him behind me. He stepped up again and I felt his fur-covered chest press hard up against my back, and a wet, prodding cock push in between my legs, nestling itself between my thighs, slightly forcing my legs apart. God, his ample acorn head felt as amazing as it looked. He wrapped his arms tight around my chest as his beard and lips began nuzzling the back of my neck. "Mmmm, you feel and smell amazing boy. My rock hard cock clearly approves." He kissed my neck, slowly nibbling from side to side, I let my head droop forward as I uttered not a word. His attention was giving my shoulders goosebumps, his hands were playing with my nipples, every now and then subtly pinching them, and I felt the wet tip of his cock ever so slightly thrusting into the back of my nutsack as his head found just that slight opening at the bottom of my jock. He pushed slightly and the tip of his hooded head began to make it a jock for two. My moans could not be misunderstood. "Feel good baby?" Normally "baby" just pisses me off but fuck it, the way I was feeling I couldn't have given a shit. "Oh god yeah, feels so fucking amazing." "Bend forward. I want to taste your hole." I leaned front and propped myself on the back of his couch. He took a step back and I could imagine him smiling at the unsullied pink hole in front of him, the one he would shortly violate, impale, and impregnate. The thought had my rock hard shaft straining painfully against the thin fabric of my jock. His warm breath against my hole gave my knees the sudden shakes. He wrapped his arms around my legs, almost steadying me in place. I heard the sound of him inhaling deeply, and then the wetness of the tip of his tongue touched my skin just below my hole. He licked slowly upward, across my hole, tailing off as he pulled back to dive back in. He repeated his licking motion, slightly harder each time. Soon it wasn't even a licking motion, it was a suctioning as his lips locked around my hole and his tongue began pushing inside. My ass greedily opened for his oral organ. As I moaned in ecstasy. His right hand loosened from around my corresponding leg and reach up to my jock, pulled the pouched upward, slowly releasing first my balls, and then my own leaking hard-on. He let the fabric snap back against my groin, my throbbing member free only for a moment, before his hand slowly wrapped around it and pulled slightly, my foreskin sliding back to reveal half of an angry red head and a pearl or two of precum. I felt a finger touch the tip and swirl around my leaking juices; I throbbed again and a bit more of my man lube oozed out as his tongue pressed deeply into my hole. He continued eating me with vigor, slurping and working my hole hard and deep while he slowly stroked my dick. I had to reach down and grab his hand to stop him; I was getting so close and it was far too soon for me to lose the contents of my own balls. He paused his oral assault, and I felt his shoulder brush my right thigh as his hand switched to his own rigid tool. "Are you ready boy? I'm starting to create a small pool of drool here." Taking another deep breath, I replied "Yes, I want to feel you inside me." He stood back up behind me, and gently pulled me back upright. But this time, as I stood, his well positioned cock head found itself sandwiched between my ass cheeks, just below the entrance to my inner body. Despite my ass feeling incredibly wet from his saliva, I could feel the wetness of his precum as his head slid easily within my crevice, painting my skin with his noxious fluid. He again wrapped his arms around me, his hairy chest again tight against my back as his hood slowed its back and forth until it was right on my hole. He gave a slight push and then it was there; against my hole, almost painfully spreading my cheeks due to its girth, and wet as anything. I knew he was ready to begin his toxic conversion of my young body. But how that painfully large head would make it through my tight ring was enough to give me pause. And then he spoke, almost as if he could read my every inner thought. "Shhh, I'll go slow, but once I start I won't stop until I'm in, and it will hurt as the base of my head finally enters you. But then it will be over and you will feel a pleasure deep inside your body you can't even imagine." And with that I felt him slowly push forward, the tip of his head emerging from under his foreskin as he slowly began to separate my opening, his piss slit ever so slightly entering my chute. His cock flexed and I heard the words that told me there was no looking back. "Mmmm, I just leaked some precum inside you. The start of my toxic seed. I've never taken a pill; there's no regimen for my strain. And there won't be for you anymore, your soft asswalls are already being lined with my death." He pulled back slightly and pushed just a little deeper this time. I knew barely half an inch was inside me, we had just begun. And he pulled back and pushed again, begin a short repeating rhythm. Each time he pushed a little further and my ring separated a bit more. Gradually I felt my hole begin to reach the limit of what it had ever opened to before, and still I knew he barely had half his head in. His rhythm continued each time pushing deeper as we stood there, him holding me tightly. My hole was beginning to feel a slightly painful stretching each time he thrust into by ass, and that pain continued to grow as, with each thrust, more of his massive knob entered me. Involuntarily I began to rise up on the front of my feet, but his bear hug tightened and he pulled me back down onto my flat feet, spreading my hole more than it had ever been before as our opposite motion slammed his head deeper than it had yet been. "Shhhh, we're getting there, don't worry, it will be in soon." My eyes closed and tightened as I tried to ignore what was becoming a significant pain as he pressed even more. A few more thrusts and then he prepared me for what was about to happen, saying "It's time, I'm going inside you now, take a deep breath. It's okay to let out a yell." He withdrew almost completely, and then began his final thrust; he was giving me the final half inch of a nearly two inch head this time. He pushed and slid forward, the stretching beginning one last time. As he again reached my point of discomfort, I tried once more to rise up but he knew I would and held me tightly. The thrust continued and a moan slowly turned into a groan of pain that grew as the pain achieved a level I had never felt. I cried out. "Oh shit, please stop. I can't go any further! It's too much," tears forming and leaking from the corner of my eyes. "Shhh, no stopping, one little last thrust." And with that his hips bucked forward and I screamed out in agony as the base of his head ripped through my opening and my poor, overstretched hole clamped down gratefully on his shaft in relief, no longer past its ripping point. I felt an instant relief from my hole, but a dull ache from my chute as that monster still stretched the soft lining of my rectum. "There we go boy, I'm in. You did it. You have my head inside you, leaking my generous AIDS lube to prepare you for a fuck you'll never forget." My knees, weak and wobbly from his breakthrough, nearly gave out, but somehow his frail body held me in place. Just two inches of head inside me, and another seven inches of shaft behind it, waiting to join its leader in the soft, wet, and warm recesses of a hole that was already doomed. His entrance was complete.

Halloween: the night when all the freaks come out, and I decided, as I usually did, to join them. Usually I go as the sexy pizza boy or shirtless lumberjack. I get a lot of grabs and looks from the boys at the bars, all in the name of harmless sexy fun. However, this year I decided to go as the Dark Knight Batman: a little dark, totally anonymous with the face mask, and I get to let my inner nerd out. I also decided that since I'm 26, I don't have to be treated like an object at every costume party, at least this year. I live with my parents close to the local college which my younger brother attends, now 21 and in his junior year. He is almost always out at parties or bars, he just sleeps here. Sometimes. Anyhow, since around here Halloween gets very noisy and disruptive, my parents went on a weekend get away, leaving the house in my care. On the big night, I prepared myself for the festivities, dressing in flattering torso armor, armored tights, half mask, utility belt, phone, keys, cash, my ID, and a couple condoms and couple lube packets- after all, a superhero is prepared for all forms of combat. A couple of my boys wanted to meet up at the local leather bar rather than our normal hangout. Since Halloween is a Saturday this year, the bars are going to be packed. The leather bar usually has fewer people, but it has surprisingly good music and a small dance floor. Drinks are cheap, too, so I'm looking forward to the party, and to get fully in the mood, I made myself a couple of vodka tonics, and down them just before I left the house to await an Uber at the end of the driveway. As I stood there, I could feel the vodka kicking in, I must have poured them stronger than I thought, it's going to be some night! The driver could tell I was drunk by the time we got close to the bar. There was utility truck and a small crowd, so he had to drop me off down the street. I stepped out, thanked him, to which he replied, "Looks like you're going to have a lot of fun! Stay safe!" I laughed. I felt sexy, I was solidly buzzed, I loved how the tights clung to me. I still had my runner's body from college. I was giving myself a hardon, and I chucked: the plastic codpiece let me sport full mast and no one was the wiser. As I approached the bar building, I heard a guy beckon, "What's got 'ya grinning, Batman?" I turned and looked, and saw a beautiful specimen in a snake-scale body suit and had a cobra half-mask with open hood around his neck standing the entrance to the alley leading behind the bar. "Whoa..." I stuttered, "y-you do." I suddenly gained my composure and pretended to play cool. I glanced down and saw an unsupported bulge in the spandex pants and I licked my lips. "Hot costume. Looks like you're a very big snake!" I stepped closer to him and he stepped closer to me. "You're too kind!" he said, pretending to be bashful, placing a hand on my chest. "But you see, I'm cold blooded. I grow a little as things heat up." "Really?" I stepped closer and started to lean in. "Sounds like we need to heat you up and get you all stretched out. You must be all cramped up." I could feel my heart begin to race. I'm never this quick and obvious, but the vodka and my concealed erection were speaking on my behalf, and it's working. The cobra guy suddenly puts a hand behind my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. Our masks just barely let us kiss. I lean in entirely into his body, minding my codpiece and moved to the side slightly, allowing his slowly growing cock to press firmly against my thigh. A couple guys whistled as they passed behind us, one even grabbed my ass, pushing me into Cobra a little more. I felt a cold spot soak through my tights: a precummer, sweet. We continued to make out for a minute and I had to have him. It was clear for the moment, both of us looked around, grinned devilishly and Cobra grabbed my hand and pulled me deeper into the alley. Barely turning the corner, we continued to make out with abandon. My hand ran down his body suit and to my relief, found the waist of his tights. I grabbed his bottom lip with my teeth and felt around with my other hand to find the waist at his other hip. He laughed as I pulled on his lip and started to lower his tights. His cock sprang out as soon as it was free from the spandex. It was a nice seven and a half inches, thicker than my own, uncut with loose foreskin. I was a little jealous- I remember as kids my parents explaining they changed their minds about circumcision when I saw my brother's peeper was different than mine. Ever since, I had foreskin envy. Seeing that uncut beauty, I immediately dropped to my knees. One of the plastic knee pads jabbed under my kneecap and made me jump and readjust. It's ironic that these armored tights hurt. "Are you okay, Batman?" "Yea-" I gulped as I slid my mouth as far down that cock as I could go, pulling that supple foreskin with my lips. I felt my Snake's body shudder as the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. I wrapped my tongue around as much of the shaft as I could and started to swallow all my drool and all his precum that started gushing out. "Oh, God!" he yelped. It sounded like he was holding back tears. He gasped slightly every time I slid down his cock, brushing my tongue and lips across his foreskin. It sounded like he never felt a real blowjob before. I'm glad I was giving it to him. He took a deep breath and came down from his small piece of heaven, placed his hand under my chin to gesture me to look up. When I made eye contact with him with his dick still in my mouth, he started talking, "It's been a couple weeks since I've been able to sink that fang you're sucking on into something tasty, and I'm starving. Can I take a bite?" I nodded. All this character talk would normally be cheesy, but it made me even hotter. I slowly stood up, letting his dick pop out of my mouth in one smooth motion. I reached into my utility belt and found the lube packets and set them on the lid of a trashcan next to us. I reached back into the pouch, trying to feel for the condoms when I felt Cobra's hand unsnapped my belt and pulled my own tights down. I stuttered, "wait a-" when I felt his hands bend me over and his tongue slide in me. Getting rimmed while drunk is amazing, I instantly relaxed and moaned as his spit started to invade me. I put my hands on the wall in front of me, pushing my hole on his tongue. I felt him stand up and felt an equally wet cockhead against my hole, and I instinctively pushed back and wiggled to help get his rod into me. He was a little thicker than I was ready for so I stood still for a second. Cobra knew why I stopped for a second and I felt him squeeze another lube packet onto his partly-inserted dick. I took a deep breath and he took that opportunity to slide the rest of the way in. I grunted and moaned when he hit me balls deep. He impaled me breathless. He was the perfect size to stretch me to capacity without pain. He held there for about twenty seconds. I felt his cock twitch in me, buried to the hilt. He was sharing this heavenly moment with me. His cock pulsed in me again, and my prostate tingled, causing me to involuntarily shudder. He inhaled rather forcefully and whimpered, "Damn..." as pulled his dick out slightly and pressed firmly back in. This brought me back down to Earth and awakened a cock frenzy I never felt before. I slid back and forth, almost letting Cobra's cock slip out of me slamming my full body weight back onto his dick. He grabbed my hips tightly and took control back from me. "Damn, this is the finest meal I've ever sunk my fang into!" He exclaimed as he gave my ass a slap. His breath heaved. "I recently charged up, been waiting almost a month for prey like you to try my potent venom on!" "Oh ye-yeah!" I grunted. "This feels too good, this is perfect!" as I succumbed to being my Cobra's meal. My hole started pulsing around his dick as he sent me into an anal orgasm and I moaned uncontrollably. Five minutes of constant solid pounding, I felt Cobra's body begin to shake, I knew he was close. He leaned over and spoke in my ear, "My fang is in you. It's toxic. It's about to shoot. Can I shoot my poison in you?!" By the tone of desperation in his voice I knew he had only a couple seconds before cumming. I clumsily nodded with my Batman mask teetering on my head, I pulled my ass as apart as I could and surrendered my hole. He tightened his grip on my hips and started full-force slamming into my ass. After the tenth thrust, he pulled my hips into him and held me there, neither of us could breathe. Five seconds later his cock started flexing in me and a torrent of cum was unleashed. His cockhead swelled with each jet which actually hurt. His dick went from the perfect size to swelling into something I could not fully handle. My hole disagreed and tightened and pulsed to match the spurting of his dick in me. We were startled by the sound of clapping. Two guys deeper in the alley watched the show without either of us noticing. They were a shorter muscle-built Latino and a taller black man. The Latino had his dick out and was fully hard. He was probably stroking for a few minutes as we unknowingly put on a show. Cobra laughed which made his dick throb in me. Being stimulated and embarrassed, I could only blush and look down. "Can't let any of that POZ load go to waste!" The Latino proclaimed as he started to walk up. "Nope! Go for it!" Cobra agreed as he pulled out of my hole, volunteering it. The Latino's cock was already underneath Cobra's dick to catch any cum that might leak out. I felt an ooze forming when I felt Latino's dick pressed against my hole. "That monster of yours and my load, this piece of meat has no chance!" I started to panic and pull away when the black man stepped up and pushed me down. I started replaying everything. I thought it was character talk, not him trying to poz me. I couldn't find the condoms in the utility belt then forgot about them. Latino started to push in. His cock was thicker than Cobra's. "Wow, that's one wet mess in there, he must've cum a bucket!" Latino just kept pressing in farther. I stiffened up. "Relax dude, he already filled you up, I'm just going to make sure it stays in there." Latino wasn't even as deep as Cobra was in me as I felt impossibly full- all of that really was cum. Latino chuckled, "Now for the fun part!" He pushed firmly but slowly into my hole. "Lee, for my next trick, I'm going to pop this boy's 2nd ring cherry!" He commented to his black companion. I heard a cell phone bloop as Cobra somehow produced his iPhone. "Damn, I wanted to watch this, but I gotta go!" Cobra tucked his cock back in his tights and straightened his costume. "Make me proud!" He laughed as he hurriedly marched out of the alley. "Yessir!" replied Latino. He pressed deeper into me and the pressure was getting intense. Lee was holding me down and Latino kept driving into me. My ass flexed and twitched on the inside, I felt a gush deep in me... My hole clenched Latino's cock again and I felt another gush. I now knew what he meant by popping my 2nd ring cherry. Latino moaned each time my ass clenched which made him push harder. Then he hit a spot and couldn't go deeper. It hurt. Latino spoke up, "There's that 2nd ring! I felt that other dude's load squeeze in there so it's nice and lubed up, but I gotta push the rest in. It's gonna hurt at first, but once my nine and a half is balls deep, you'll want to marry me." Latino could feel me panicking, my legs were shaking and Lee wasn't letting me up. "It's okay, take a couple deep breaths." I followed his instructions, knowing I had no choice. He felt me relax, "There you go, baby, this isn't bad. This sounds a little complicated, but grip my cock and push out when I tell you. Now breathe... Grip and push!" Latino leaned his whole body into me, my inside muscles started throbbing. I started yelping and Lee had to muffle me. All the pressure gave way and I felt Latino's pubes starting to scratch against me. I groaned involuntarily as my second ring was learning to relax around this thick cock which was now fully impaled in me. I somehow got fully hard and was on the edge of an orgasm. Latino grunted, "You're damn tight! God!" He started thrusting deep in me, "I can't hold back!" Within seconds Latino started to cum. The load shot deeper in me than anything has ever gone in me. His cock flexing in my second hole started to make me cum. His dick hurt but felt incredible. I shot a spurt onto the ground. Lee was able to catch some of it and fed it to Latino. Latino was coming down from his orgasm and snorted in laughter, "Sweet like a virgin!" Latino started to pull out- I shuddered as he extracted from the second ring and let out a gentle moan as each inch tugged out of me. He had two inches left in me and he commanded, "Tighten that hole!" To which I complied. He suddenly jerked the final two inches out to a 'pop' like a wine bottle being opened. I sighed in relief. "Good to the last drop?" Lee teased Latino. "Always!" as Latino slapped my exposed battered hole. "Cool. It's my turn, yo!" Lee unzipped and let out his seven inches. Latino moved to my shoulders and Lee moved behind me and slid all the way in me. I offered no resistance, my hole had no resistance left, Lee was able to pump into my hole at will. Bending over me and whispering in my ear, "I love a worn out hole. I only fuck sluts like you." Lee continued his pace for another minute and unceremoniously ejaculated in me. "Last deposit of the night!" And pulled out. Lee zipped up and patted Latino on the shoulder. "Time for drinks!" They walked down the alley laughing, leaving me with my armor tights at my knees, already forgotten. I pulled up my tights, sat on a crate next to the trash can and took off the Batman mask. I'm amazed it stayed on the whole time, it nearly fell off a couple times. I looked down at the ground. Two wrapped condoms. They must have fallen out as I was looking in my utility belt. My utility belt... Some superhero I was... I couldn't even work that right. I opened one of the pouches on the belt and found my phone. A couple text messages were sent about ten minutes ago- friends wondering where I was, saying the dance floor was amazing tonight. I texted back, "Srry. Feeling Sick. Staying home." I sat there for ten more minutes and recollected myself. I stood up, put my Batman mask back on and walked out of the alley. A taxi was chilling just down from the bar entry. I walked over, hopped in and ordered him home. The cab driver said, "Great costume- done partying already?!" "Yeah. Kinda not feeling well." "Aww. That's too bad. We'll get you home quick and you can get to rest." The rest of the cab ride was silent. I tossed him a twenty, almost double the fare and hopped out without a word. I got in the door, stripped my costume off as I started climbing the stairs, threw it in my room and walked naked to the bathroom, where a cool shower greeted and comforted me. I dried off, put on a pair of boxers and went back downstairs to watch TV in the living room. I woke up about an hour later to the front door unlocking. My brother came in the door and carrying a couple bags. I got up to greet him, "Rick, I'm surprised you're home tonight. I thought you would crash at one of your bud's." Rick put his bags down next to the living room stairs. "Yeah, but I gotta come home sometime, this is where I keep my clean underwear." We laughed. I glanced at him- tank top and basketball shorts. He's usually commando in those so yep, home is where your undies are. "Thought you'd be out with your boys at one of your gay bars. No Slutty Starbucks Barista this year?" Rick asked. "Nah, got dressed, went out, started to feel sick, came back. I started prepartying, didn't sit well." "That sucks." "Did you go out?" I asked Rick. "Yeah. A few of us got in costume, went around some of the Houses. I'm not as wasted as I should be!" Rick peeled off his tank top and threw it on top of one of the bags. "Tomorrow's laundry. Gonna turn in, absolutely drained, you know." He looked at me with a naughty glint. "Oh, really- deets then bed!" "Just some bar skank, met passing in front of a bar, wandered into a back alley, didn't get a name... Costumes and all made it one of the hottest hookups ever. Like I said- drai-ained! K, night!" Proud of his account, Rick promptly ran up the stairs and abruptly closed his bedroom door, shaking the handrail, knocking over one of his laundry bags, spilling its contents. A cobra mask rolled out. ~fin~

So this is just the foreplay. Would love some feedback as there are so many directions to go after this. Thanks for reading. -sewerffag@gmail.com I’ll just get right down to it, cuz that’s what we’re here for right? So my meth dealer is fucking sexy/sleazy/I’d fuck him when I’m sober/I drool over him when high and is the kinda confident macho bro that knows it. I’d guess he’s right around 40 but his demeanor and look is younger, as if he’s not maturing past his early 30s. He works out plenty, and while he's definitely always high, he handles his drug well, so well that he’s made it apart if his swagger, upping his sex appeal (course this aspect probably only appeals to meth users). Now, he’'s definitely straight because he always has hungry, territorial bitches hangin on him when I come to pick up, but like most straight guys who know they're hot, hung, and have an inflated ego (false or otherwise) he teases the fags shamelessly. Whores for attention, and I’m a sucker for an attention whore. One Friday afternoon when I am over to pick up, I know he’s horny and in a mood because he is shirtless and wearing these navy blue Gym shorts (why is it always gym shorts?) that he sags, showing off some nice furry crack and about an inch of what looks like dingy CK boxer briefs. I’ve seen these shorts numerous times but it dawns on me just now that if he didn’t sag them so much they’d only fall to about mid thigh, peculiarly short for such a bro. In any case his huge cock flops visibly around in them when he saunters towards me, his muscled ass stretching the worn navy nylon in the back, and a few holes show flesh or underwear beneath. Without fail he always manages to bend over or squat at least once each visit in locations that are blatant appeals to my obvious faggot desires. Sure, he knows that I know that he knows I’d get on my knees and beg for it if he allowed me the opportunity, but what he doesn’t know are the all the diverse and extreme ways I would beg to service him. It is this knowledge, this indecorous depravity, that allows me to barely maintain my confidence around him. I was sure that if given the chance and motivation I could blow his mind by getting him to blow his load in 3 minutes or less, and change his life forever. The fucker sure gives me a run for my money though...those first few clouds he offers me, knowing I haven't smoked in a while so he can watch me go from composed business-casual gay to sweaty, needy, chemwhore in 60 seconds flat. I just can't help it. That bitch Tina immediately hijacks my brain, silencing any self control, dignity or hesitations and ignites a pathetic hunger, an inexhaustible need… My eyes (and my kunt) dilate, my cock twitches, and I salivate from both holes and my cock all at once. Unconsciously I rub my inner thigh and readjust my cum swollen balls and swelling cock. I know that I'm staring at him, at his muscles as he flexes his arms ripping the bong, the size of his hands, and then my eyes following the massive cloud he blows purposely down onto his crotch. The perfectly timed twitch of his cock through the swirling smoke, a trap I realize immediately when he snickers and my eyes snap to his leering back at me. Without breaking eye contact he leans forward, let’s spreading wider (those fucking gym shorts!) and passes me the bong. “Here ya go man, best shit I’ve had in a while. Been making me wicked horny all day. Take a couple good rips off that while I weigh you out.” I don’t even hesitate or don’t break eye contact till he smiles and looks away to go about our transaction. Torch clicks, crystal melts, chamber fills and I suck that bong like the glass cock it is. He watches me exhale a thick cloud even bigger than his and whistles. I’m already power lunging my 3rd rip when he leans back into his chair, folding his beefy arms behind his buzzed sandy blonde head and exposing those ripe pits. He slouches more, legs spreading further and crotch pushing forward even more and resumes his leering as I exhale... even more slowly this time, letting the smoke ooze from my mouth while meeting his domineering gaze. At this point I don't really care that he's smirking down at me, in fact it does exactly what it’s meant to: makes me want him, to submit to him more, helplessly falling deeper into his well practiced thrall. Now, as an unwavering, no reciprocation necessary, worshiper-of-cock kind of cocksucker, I have no problem dropping to my knees and servicing any man who knows how to put my grateful holes to good use but in my experience (or my assumptions) not many straight men really know about us faggots and/or just aren't interested. This guy though? I’d bet my left nut he knows exactly what to do with me. I pass the bong back to him and it’s then I realize there’s no one else in the house for once...just him and those fucking gym shorts with that big old dick print and some ripe fucking pits. Usually, I come in, give him cash, smoke a few hits and then leave, but this time he has invited me in, sat me on his couch across from him and is casually getting me twisted bong high. “So Cassandra thinks you’re a faggot” he states. “She says you’re kind occasionally come into her club cuz they’re still closeted and trying to play it straight in front of their bro friends. ‘They’re always so awkward and never want a lap dance but they always tip real well,’ she says. You ever had that experience?” He more insinuates than asks. “No actually, I embraced my faggotry at a young age so I never had to ‘fake it.’ More often I am the person those bros call when they leave the club. All horned up, buzzed, and looking to use some hungry hole or be serviced with out the emotional shit their women make them go through,” Hell if he thought he would catch me off guard and shame me into…whatever he had in mind, he thought wrong. This response shocked him for a moment as he coughed and sputtered out his cloud, looked at me dead on checking to make sure I wasn’t bullshitting him, and then smiled. “So after Cassandra told me this, I did a little research. Fuckin Tumblr opened my eyes real wide. I’ll admit I had no idea you guys really existed…and what really got me going is that you exist to worship, service, whatever the fuck I want. The moment you walked in today I knew Cassie was right and that you will gratefully do whatever I tell you.” The fact that this last part was a statement and not a question made me whimper under my breath. He passed me back the bong and said, “Finish that faggot. I can tell you’re about to loose your shit just being in my presence and for what I have in mind, I want you all ready to go. Then you can show me if you faggots are worth a real man’s time. “

The second part of my real experiences that came about because of my work in real estate – to be fair, this doesn’t happen OFTEN, but being a realtor has afforded me a number of unexpected chances to play - even more frequently than my OTHER career, performing. So here's a few more of the hotter sessions that started out as "just work". RENOVATION CHEMMING. A number of times, bumping into the workmen who are doing a renovation at one of my listings has turned into a hot scene in hot surroundings. One of the first of these involved a colleague named Kevin who was a “flipper” of condos along a stretch of the “Gold Coast” in Jersey, from Fort Lee to Hoboken. This guy had me coming to meet him at his latest purchase in a tower building facing Manhattan. Now, I did know he was gay prior to heading down there, but wasn’t aware he was a real player. I arrived earlier than expected, but since he’d said he’d be there with the workmen “all day” I didn’t think much of it. I didn’t have the front desk call up to let them know I was there because I knew the unit number already. So when I arrived it was a bit too soon and Kevin was not quite prepared when I arrived. I tapped on the unit door, and apparently, one of the workers thought I was there for something else as he peeked around the doorframe. It was obvious he was not wearing much if anything. He winked and gestured me to come in. Kind of an honest mistake, as I WAS wearing a leather motorcycle jacket, jeans, and engineer boots, but I do that a lot in Fall and Spring in the NYC metro area – it’s an accepted enough look, especially when heading to a construction project! I looked around and raised my brow and smiled, which was when Kevin noticed me, and whispered “Diego, that’s my REALTOR”. What began to ensue was a certain amount of panic – trying to turn off porn, find clothes, put away incriminating items… I felt bad I interrupted, and was honestly a bit envious, so I pointed to a bong that was poorly hidden behind a chair and mentioned that “if that’s Miss T you’ve got in there, I’ve had a hell of a morning and I could use a hit.” Well, THAT certainly slowed down the panic, and worried looks changed to smiles and laughs. Kevin looked at me and said “Didn’t you get my text?” I shook my head “no”, looked at my phone and shook my head again. One of the other guys held up a cellphone and said “Yo, Bossman, you forgot to hit SEND…” all the while busting out laughing. Kevin looked abashed and started to stammer, until the same guy said, “look at his jeans man, he’s into it, no harm…” “I’m sorry,” Kevin began. “I meant to send a text asking you to come late afternoon”. it was now barely 10:30. “You’re really cool with this?” he asked. I laughed and looked around. “Of course I am, especially if I’m allowed to join in” I replied, then asked, “That cool with you guys?” Kevin looked amazingly relieved, and then looked me over again, appreciatively. “Hell yeah, get naked.” I said I would but wanted to run out to my car and get my play bag that I always keep in the trunk. I was back as fast as humanly possible, perhaps faster, and started a quick strip. As I pulled out my leather harnesses, metal cockring and such, the talkative guy, Lonzo, said to Kevin, “oh yeah, he’s into it… looks like he’s TOTALLY into it!” The bong was brought my way, and a torch applied. I breathed in slowly but for a long, long draw and finally let out a huge cloud. It was GOOD stuff too. For me to feel that much on one hit proved that. I was encouraged to take a good number of hits while the guys appeared to be starting to get back into the activities I had interrupted so unexpectedly! Kevin beckoned me to follow him as I looked from side to side at the construction project well underway all over the unit – with tarps and sawhorses and some exposed framing here and there, it was actually a damn good and hot play space. “What a great space and what a nice way to do business,” I said to him. “I wish every new client-meet turned out this way. And damn, your stuff is REALLY good. I’m half-way there already.” Kevin agreed that it was very good product, and that he got only “the best” for his workers, it kept them loyal and coming back to work for him over and over. I imagined that it would. He led me to the bathroom, which was by far the most renovated in the entire place, and had a huge shower already hooked up with a sure-shot. “I don’t know whether you’re top, bottom or between,” he said, “but everyone’s ass gets played with in our groups, so please clean out. Here’s a dick pill and a pipe and torch to help out, that cool?” I told him it was and that I was versatile, and pleased about that rule, and set about getting ready. As he was about to leave, he said, “oh, and if you’re into it, don’t waste piss in the toilet, we have a few watersports fans…” I assured him I would and got down to business getting ready. Fortunately, it was a quick cleanup, a brief rinse under the shower, and drying off I opened the door. I put my leather on, put my package through my favorite metal cockring, took the pipe and torch and headed back out. At Kevin’s suggestion I put my boots back on, just like all of them. When I got to the living room area, the guys were kicked back, kindly waiting on me to really start going at it again. There were two large laptops running bareback porn, and lube, poppers, Max Impact, and some bongs and other paraphernalia in view. I looked around the room; Kevin was a white guy with dark hair and handsome face, lightly hairy average body with a little middle age spread, and partly hard cock that was not particularly large or thick, but his ass was a work of art. Lonzo was the only one apparently taller than me – either Italian or Hispanic, big chest and arms, great legs, big weapon swinging below a hairy torso with a slight beer belly, and a beefy butt. Diego, the kid who answered the door, was young, Hispanic, smooth pretty much all over, thin but wiry body about 5’6”, nice cock for his size and adorable little ass. An Irish guy - and I mean FROM Ireland - just shy of my height, incredibly pale, muscular, tatted, several piercings, low hangers below a normal size dong was sporting a shaved all over skinhead look that was pretty hot. And finally, another guy from Eastern Europe – scary hot green eyes, hot daddy soccer player type, lightly furred with a thick cock. This looked better and better. “Pull some clouds, dude” said the Irish guy handing me an even bigger and more intricate water bong. I started to melt the contents of the bowl while I said: “You saw my cloud earlier guys, I’m a singer too, so I have huge lungs… if anyone likes shotgunning, I’m good at it.” Several of the guys took me up on that, so I got to lock lips a bit with most of them including my host. We were all stroking our cocks – and others – getting our motors running for some great partysex – or in their case, a continuation of it! Little shots of G were handed out, while mouths found cocks and nips, and I took advantage of Lonzo leaning over while he put down the tray of shot glasses, and sunk my tongue into his hairy hole. He wiggled a bit back my way and I started to go to town on his beefy butt, causing my cock to start to plump up, but not get fully hard as the blue pill hadn’t quite kicked in yet. “Hold up just a minute and you can go back to that anytime,” he said, as he called us all over to take our shots. When I do it I always have to take a couple of good rips on the pipe to make sure I keep a “healthy balance” between my two letters of the alphabet. Diego took that opportunity to start sucking my rod, and started bringing my soldier to attention. “Right,” said the Irish guy, brandishing a long needless syringe like a thinner turkey baster, “if you want to be fully part of the crew, you gotta’ get initiated. Bend over the scaffold.” There was a sturdy looking paint scaffold – thick planks secured to several sawhorses with some tarp covering at just about waist height. I bent over leaning my elbows on the thing, and presented my butt. Diego scooted under me and resumed work on my cock, while the Irishman crouched behind me and stuck his tongue up my hairy hole to loosen me up for a booty bump. Ever get rimmed by someone with a tongue piercing? It’s awesome, and not only did this guy have one but he knew how to use it too… fuck, he was good! I moaned at the two oral assaults, wishing I had somewhere to put my mouth and tongue. Then I felt the cylinder of magic pressed into my hole and the bump was pressed into my hole. “Clench” I heard from behind me and did so while the guy ran his tongue and piercing and lips all around my cheeks and taint and the back of my balls, while Diego continued his magic on my cock. “Boss, could you get me ready”, said the hot skinhead behind me, as he followed with “unclench” and dove tongue first into my now relaxed hole. I saw my client/host/new fuckbuddy Kevin get on his knees and start sucking that pale cock while its owner went to town on my pulsing bud. The G, the booty bump and dick pill all seemed to kick in at once, and I was feeling amazing. Through my legs I could see Lonzo and the Euro guy had stopped 69ing and came over to watch, dropping a bottle of poppers and a Max Impact spray and cloth in front of me on the scaffold. “Take a quick hit before he nails you,” was whispered in my ear. I sprayed the cloth and started to suck it in, when the tongue on my butt disappeared to be replaced by a feeling both warm and cold – the head of his uncut cock and his prince albert. Fortunately, it was a thicker gauge so it did not cut going in. There was some discomfort at first, but hands tweaking my nips, Diego lapping my hard cock and the entire scene was so hot, that it faded pretty quickly into a very hot fuck. He wasn’t super-hung, a bit smaller than me, but his cock and his piercing felt really good, and I was super turned on by how his long, hefty ballsack swung back on forth and slapped me each time he pumped me. “Yeah, fuck that daddy ass, Devlin,” I heard someone mutter. At least now I had a name for the Irishman, one more to go… Euro guy pulled one of my arms up and popped up onto the scaffold spreading his legs so I could suck his cock while I was being fucked, I went to town swallowing that thick pole and enjoying it, before he rolled back some and then pulled himself back to the edge, presenting his pucker for a salad tossing. I dove in with gusto, it being a very favorite activity, and as usual, my cock got stiff as a board. Apparently this was a signal to Diego, who stopped sucking me. Being young, flexible and short, what he did next should have surprised me. He got on his feet in a bent-over crouch and backed up onto my cock, which entered him with almost no resistance. Oh my god, pure nirvana – my ass, cock and tongue were all performing their favorite jobs. Taking a quick breath and Max Impact hit, I noticed the entire party was now part of one scene, as Euro guy had laid fully back, 69ing with Kevin, while the “bossman” was plowed by Lonzo’s big dick as Lonzo balanced on his knees on the opposite edge of the scaffold. Damn, what a hot scene. Devlin’s strokes started to get faster and more punishing, and he grunted “Hope you wanted this load!” seconds before he blew off strongly in my ass. What felt like waves of sperm must have been flowing into me from the way his cock shaft was pulsing. He pulled out a bit too fast and I gasped, while Devlin dropped behind me and stuck his tongue up my hole to reach his own juice. It was incredible, but after another minute or so, I tapped Diego on his flank, pulled my mouth off hot Euro hole and said, “I HAVE to straighten my legs!” I eased out of Diego’s hole and stood up flexing my thigh muscles and going up on my toes for a couple of times to stretch my calves too. Devlin and Diego pushed me towards the Euro hunk and his now perfect cock height vulnerable hole on the edge of the scaffolding. My cock slid in like it had been pumping this channel for years, not the first time. The beefy daddy legs went up over my shoulders while Kevin continued to blow him for a few. Kevin pulled up and got off the scaffold saying “we need some more hits” quickly bringing the bong over. “How’s his rod feel in your hole, Caz?” said Kevin as he held out the bong for us both to take hits. Caz. Short for Cazamir, it turns out. Nice to finally know. “He fucks good,” came the deep growl from this hot construction guy, with a definite accent. “Then the boss gets next dibs,” Kevin said. I made out and shotgunned with Kevin as we blew a few more clouds and I fucked Cazamir, then he quietly let his boss take his place and I pounded Kevin hard the way he begged me to. Then it was time for me to take a break on a couple of cushions that were under the tarps. I watched the porn, blew some clouds, sucked down some hydration, and shortly Lonzo pulled me forward, rolled my legs back and began furiously tonguing my hole, searching for the Leprechaun’s gold, no doubt… he then sunk the most sizable cock in the room into me and began a nice fuck. Shortly, Diego came over and sat on my face, while I licked his boy hole and he made out with Lonzo. As the afternoon progressed, I would eventually fuck everyone there for at least a bit, and was fucked by everyone except Kevin and Diego, who apparently were strictly bottom guys. I got into some fisting with Devlin and Caz, their holes blossoming open for me as we gave them some enormous stretch – I love those trashy hot Euro guys – and watching my technique, Kevin made me promise to come back and help train his hole to accept and enjoy a fist. I promised I would. Toward the end of the session, a hot water sports scene ensued in the most unfinished room – the floor was covered completely wall to wall with rubber sheeting that went up the sides a bit (the space had to be a large walk-in closet or pantry or something, with guys getting wet down and sprayed by each other, and guys swallowing chempiss or taking it up their cumholes, eventually all down on the floor rolling and sliding around each other with mouths, cocks, nips, fingers and holes all being used indiscriminately. W/S isn’t always my favorite thing, but I can certainly get into it, especially with guys who really enthusiastically like it – and this scene was by far the hottest ever W/S scene I’d experienced up to that time, or for that matter, since. Any time I met with Kevin for playtime after that, either alone or with his crew, at a work site or in his own place, there was always an area for that rubber sheeting, and he loved nothing more than to be fucked while he and his partner and anyone else were soaked and slippery with chempiss. It was, I’ll admit very hot. Sometimes, the shower clean up afterwards could be ALMOST as hot as getting messy in the first place….

Was excited to go to the San Francisco Cumunion on Saturday night as I haven’t been for a while and was definitely ready for a good fucking. Guess I must’ve sent out all the right vibes because in less than 20 minutes while I was still walking around, I was pushed into a corner onto a fuck bench. The first fuck of the night was a comfortable size, not too big but not too little. He wasn’t much to look at being a rather average 40-year-old but as a cumdump I’ve learned not to care. However he surprised me with his prowess. He wanted to explore every part of my hole with his 6 1/2 inch dick. He went up down, sideways and at every angle. It was the perfect first fuck. He stretched and opened me up so that lots of tops could use me that night. And fuck me they did! Overall I had about 15 to 16 guys use my hole and I’m pleased to report that at least eight of them used me as their cumdump. Several times during the night I had cum dripping down my leg. After being fucked by one guy, as he pulled out a big gush of cum followed. One of my favorites was a stocky black guy with a thick 8 inch cock that curved to the right. He had been watching this young black guy getting fucked. I moved in next to him and felt that thickness in my hand. I immediately got down on my knees and started sucking till his cock thickened and pushed deeper into my mouth. I stood up and pushed my hole up against his cock struggling at first to have his enter with the wicked curve to the right. Boy did he stretch my hole! But he felt so good inside as every inch of him filled my hole. I moaned loud enough so the whole place could hear and he used my hole deeply for about 20 to 30 minutes and then pulled out. I was hoping for his load but it didn’t happen then. We did exchange numbers and then went our separate ways. After about another hour of several more fucks and loads, I hooked up with this Latino leather top who’s fucked me several times before at Cumunion. He’s another thick dick 8 inch top solid from base to tip. When I first started my journey towards being a cumdump, it was a struggle to get him inside of me but he was patient so that I always managed to. Because of tops like him, I’m definitely not as tight as I used to be so when we hooked up that night it was much easier to take him. He quickly entered me as deep as he could go and immediately started to pound me. He shoved that 8 inches into me over and over to the rhythm of the loud slapping noises against my ass. I had to admire his stamina as he continued to pound me hard and deep for a good 30 to 40 minutes. I never been been fucked so hard for such a duration! By the time he was ready to unload we were both slick with sweat. My thick dicked black top was watching as he grunted and unloaded deep in me. As soon as the Latino leather top pulled out, he jumped right on. Guess he got inspired by the pounding because he proceeded to fuck me the same way. He lasted about 10 minutes and then dumped his load in me. At this point I was exhausted, so I decided to call it a night. The next day my ass was sore and I dumped cum all day.

RALEIGH - Had two great fucks, back to back in Raleigh. First one was the HOT, BEAUTIFUL, SEXY 18 year old that I topped in a bathroom a couple months ago. You may have read my account of that fuck, it was incredible. This time he wanted to breed me so he came to my hotel to get the deed done. He said he was hoping I'd have a cummy hole but it just didn't work out that way. When he arrived I was on the bed in a jockstrap. He came in, got undressed and I started blowing him. He has a great cock! Bigger than mine and just gorgeous. He was excited about getting into my ass. He ate it first while I was in the doggy position and then climbed up to mount me. He's a small guy so he actually was fucking me standing up while I was on my knees. He had his legs on the outside of mine, which isn't usually how I imagine doggy-style fucks. But it was hot because he was able to get way up inside my hole, even up into my "second chamber." It was obvious he loved it and he just kept fucking me deeper and deeper. When he was about to nut he actually climbed onto the back of my legs and so he had all of his weight pressed on me, and more importantly, it drove his cock as deep into me as possible. I'm a pretty sturdy dude so holding his weight while I was on my knees was no problem. He was in ecstasy and shot a HUGE load into my hole. He begged me later that evening to fuck again but due to circumstances he couldn't come back. Shortly after the stud left, I had a 24 year old from BBRT come. He was so excited to breed a cummy hole. His cock wasn't near as big as load #1 but he was a good fuck. He wanted me doggy as well and he stopped about 10 times to prevent himself from cumming too quick. Finally he nutted in my hole. We chatted briefly and he left, thanking me for taking his donation. I had another two tops lined up but they cancelled. Went to the bar instead and had a blast. Happy Hallween, Pigs!

I just took one of the great loads of my life! A black top guy called me from like over 40 min drive away so I was skeptical. They often dont show up from that far away. But he was persistent, kept at it, and had a good cock pic. He also said he got into kissing as well as fucking and I never thought i would like kissing a guy but when it happens it makes me feel more of a total bitch an slut than ever so it makes me even hornier so I told him I wanted to get kissed / i.e. have my mouth raped by his tongue while he fucked me on my back. he was ALL into that so i gave him the address. And hell yea he showed up! A big 6.5 tall black guy, stocky like a beefy construction worker wearing his work boots. As I led him upstairs to the bedroom I took my robe off and got naked and he slapped my ass cheeks like I was already his botch, which I was and am! In the room he pushed me up against the wall with his hand round my neck and raped my mouth with his tongue. I melted and gave in and moaned and licked his neck and lips as he spread my ass cheeks apart and rubbed his hard cock all over mine. Then he forced me to my knees and throat fucked me good for about 5 mins, which may seem short but for good throat fucking is a mindblowingly erotic little eternity. Make me gag! Gagging on cock is love! He was ready to fuck an threw me up on the bed an worked me doggy for awhile. I opened up quick cuz he was rape fucking me, just pushing it in and it hurts but good I luv how it hurts like this an I opened up an he rammed an I was in heaven. He rolled me over an lifted my legs over my head an pile drove it in me. I just yelled an gasped an squeaked an took his dick deep an he said "you want it in you?" An I begged him "yes sir yes plz plz plz plz!" and "cum in me an Im your bitch forever sir!" An he nutted in me, roaring like a lion! We have plans to hook up again REAL soon. I hope he is into more of it as I am. His load is still in me as I write this.

That is one of my favorite Parts. The thought of strangers cum deep in my faggot hole. And the thought of How nasty and degrading I am treating myself. I'd much rather The Strangers do that for me. My favorite is when you can smell their breath and you can tell that they don't take care of themselves very much for all I know they could be homeless. Sometimes I fantasize they are for the hell of it because it's so fucking nasty and I fucken love it. Having strangers come in my hole makes me feel complete and I can never get enough of it. I wear these to the park at night and have a shirt tied around my waist to cover until I see you a man, any man turn around I lift it up and expose my public cumdump hole, then when I said I'm turning around I walk ahead of them and turn where they can see me and I just bend over with my face away from them exposed and open for them. Found Used condoms that a full of cum are definitely always pushed into my ass on the spot. That's the same with the garbage in the bookstore boots. There's more, the bottom of those bags than there are in the condoms and I make sure I take it all in my Faggot ass

As we were chauffeured through the city, Demitri and I made out on the leather seat in the back. As we kissed feverishly, he placed my hand on his crotch, and I felt for the first time his huge cock. It had to be close to twelve inches, and I had thought mine was so big at 9. He moaned as he whispered in my ear. "Feel that big cock, my pet. That is the cock which is going to give you your first gift of the night. A gift that you will give to many more in the future." I just stroked it through his trousers, completely under his spell. As we continued to make out, the limo pulled over and two men got in. One was dressed as Batman, the other one, the one that really caught my eye, was dressed in full Scottish regalia. He was a large man with longer, red hair, and green eyes with the same odd look as Demitri's. "That's Duncan." Demitri whispered in my ear. "He's part of my family. The other boy doesn't matter." I watched as Duncan lifted up his kilt, revealing another monster cock protruding from a nest of firey red hair. He just grabbed the kids head and forced him down on his cock and Demitri and I went back to kissing. After a while, the limo pulled over again, and another boy dressed in drag stumbled in, followed by another man dressed as a gladiator. He was a stunning man of obvious Italian decent, with a proud Roman nose, and the same eyes as Demitri and Duncan. "That's Silvio, and another treat for the evening." He said in my ear. I wondered what exactly he meant by "treat" but was instantly distracted by Demitri's finger in my ass again as he kissed me more. I was lost again in pleasure as he dug his sharp nails deep into my ready hole. Eventually we pulled up to a really nice hotel, and in a matter of minutes, we were in a very fancy suite. I had never seen anything so nice in person, only in movies. Once the door was closed, Demitri tossed me easily on the bed, and started removing his jacket. Where the others went, I didn't notice, or even care. I only had eyes for the man who had me under his spell. "Take off your clothes." He instructed as he removed his shirt. I didn't even hesitate as I stared at his magnificent hairy chest, his well defined pecs and eight pack abs that had a marvelous dark trail of hair disappearing into his pants. I was naked in no time, oblivious to the others in the room, displaying myself on the bed for Demitri. He smiled in approval. "So beautiful, my boy. You will make a wonderful addition to my family." I beamed in satisfaction at his praise. He dropped his pants and underwear, letting me see his mighty cock in person for the first time. It stood up proud, fully hard, and was as translucent as the rest of him. The veins bulged and pulsed with a life of their own. "Yes my pet." He said, looking down on me. "Admire my cock. This cock will give you your first gift. Do you want it? Tell me you do boy." "Yes." I whispered, as if in a trance. "I want it." Demitri smiled and lowered himself on top of me, kissing me deep, his cold body covering mine. "You will get it boy. You will join my family tonight." He fingered my asshole again, digging in harder than before. I whimpered as I felt his nails tear at the delicate membranes, scraping and twisting. Eventually he raised his hand and showed me three bloody fingers. The red shockingly bright against his white skin. He just stared into my eyes as he licked them clean. Then, without a word, he spread my legs and climbed between them, placing the tip of his uncircumcised cock at my opening. Without looking away, he started pushing his cock into my already bleeding hole. He pushed without stopping, stretching me wide open, further tearing my anal walls apart. Tears welled in my eyes as pain ripped through my body, but I didn't tell him to stop. He pushed until I could feel his pubic hair rub my outer ring. When he was all the way in, he just said, "Good boy, that's my pet. The worst is over. Your new life is beginning." Then he started kissing me as he pulled his cock out to the tip, then pushed it back in with more force. I moaned as he buried himself in me as deep as he could, kissing me deep. As he methodically slid his huge cock in and out of me, he broke the kiss. "I'm close my pet." He whispered. "After I cum, you will be filled with poison. But you will never die. That is my second gift for you. You will live on as part of my family to share this gift with others forever. You will gift many, many more. Tell me you want it." "I do." I moaned. "Give it to me, I want to belong to you forever!" As I finished those words, Demitri slammed his cock hard into me as he sunk his teeth into my neck. I cried out in ecstasy as he pounded my hole and sucked my nourishing blood out of me. I was spinning as my ears started pounding and my cries of pleasure echoed in my skull. Demitri squeezed me tight as he buried himself as deep as he could and went ridged as he started filling me with his precious seed. My arms and legs held tight to him as I felt the coldness of his cum shooting into my guts and he sucked harder on my neck. I screamed as my own orgasm shot out of me, coating our stomachs with a copious load of hot, wet, cum. He forced his mouth off my neck as he gasped in ecstasy, collapsing on top of me. We rested for a minute before he finally pulled out of me, rolling over. I was weak and could barely move from loss of blood. Duncan appeared, as if out of nowhere, blood running down his chin. He approached the bed as Demitri got off. He just grabbed my ankles and spread them apart, slamming his throbbing cock into me in one thrust. I was so weak, I could barely feel it, but I still moaned. As he pounded me, Demitri grabbed my head, turning it toward him. Taking one of his sharp nails, he sliced the head of his cock, opening a wound, and placed it in my mouth. Without needing instruction, I started nursing on it, already hunkering for blood myself. Demitri moaned as I sucked his bleeding dick while Duncan fucked me hard. Very soon I started feeling strength return. The more I sucked, the stronger I felt. Soon I was feeling almost as strong as before. Demitri pulled his cock out as Duncan unloaded another load of icy poison deep in my guts. As he pulled out, I saw Silvio approach dragging two unconscious bodies with him. Tossing them on the couch, he grabbed me and pulled me onto my hands and knees. As I watched Demitri grab the one dressed as Batman, Silvio slammed his cock into me in one hard thrust. His cock was fatter than Demitri's, and I howled in agony as I felt my ads ripped open more. Demitri fed on the young man as he watched Silvio fuck me as hard as he could. After he was finished with Batman, he grabbed the drag queen, and dragged the body over to me. He sliced open a wrist and offered it to me. I sucked on it while Demitri sucked on his neck. I could feel the life flowing out of him and into me as Silvio grabbed my hips and filled me with a third cold, poisonous load. After my first three breedings, the men left me on the bed as they took care of the bodies. Then we spent the rest of the night depositing more dirty cum into me and sharing blood until almost sunrise. Silvio and Duncan raised one bed to reveal their resting place, and Demitri raised the other one, pulling me in with him. As we enclosed ourselves in the safety of the darkness, he whispered to me, "Welcome to the family, my beautiful pet." I officially died in his arms, ready to start my new life tomorrow.

FROM STRAIGHT BOY TO CUMDUMP IN ONE NIGHT ----the story of my transformation---- The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college started out as the most boring summer of my life. I had stayed at university to take summer classes and was subletting a room in a shitty four-bedroom apartment of which I was the only resident. I worked at a local movie store fifteen hours a week and was taking two classes both of which were over by two pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. The rest of the time I just spent watching Netflix going for runs, and jerking off. I had run track in high school and still kept up with my workouts keeping my lean frame in shape. At that time I was five eleven, one hundred and fifty pounds, with short-cropped black hair and the starting of a rather thick pelt of hair across my body. Puberty had come a little late to me and I had been hairless all through high school for the most part, but freshman year it had struck with a vengeance and I now grew thick coarse black leg and arm hair, my pits long bushy shrubs, and my chest hadn’t sprouted a patch in the middle but rather was slowly becoming carpeted in black hair. I loved it, I thought all the hair made up for my slight build and made me look manlier so I showed it off every chance I got. Normally when I went for a run I just ran round the campus, but on this particular day I was in a mood, bored with my solitary routine, sick of not seeing any of my friends cause they had all gone home for the summer, and over feeling trapped on campus so I made my way to a bike trail that ran through most of the town and started to run as far away from campus as I could. It was a hot day and the sweat ran down my bare torso and I jogged along for several miles. Most of the trail was bordered by trees, but every once in a while there was a gap and you could see into the back gardens of the people who’s houses back onto the trail. I had run the trail before and there was almost never anything of interest happening on it, in fact the only real appeal of the trail was that it was away from the school. I suppose before I continue with my story that I should mention that at this point in time I believed myself to be straight. This is in fact the story of how I came to realize that not only was that not true, but just how very much of a fag I really was. Despite believing myself to be straight I had always been interested in the male form. I could never help but to look when I saw a real manly man out and about. So what happened next really should have been no surprise. As I ran round a bend in the trail I found myself facing one of those patches where the trees thinned and you could seen to some random person’s back garden. This back garden however didn’t belong to just anyone. There in the clearing pushing a wheel barrow full of dead plants was a six foot six inch tall sweat soaked muscle bear. He had a strong pronounced jaw line sprinkled with salt and paper stubble, his head was shaved but the skin was tan from the sun. His arm muscles flexed under the dark bronze skin and hair as he moved the wheel barrow across the yard his bare chest glistening with sweat from the heat. Though I was staring intently at this perfect specimen of manliness I was still running until suddenly I caught my foot on a root and tumbled ass over elbow over the small bush that separated the trail from the Adonis’s backyard and landed sprawled face down on his perfectly kept grass. “Holy shit,” I heard him call out, “you ok kid?” “Yeah, I’m fine… just tripped… sorry.” I wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could even and though I was already flushed from the heat running I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I rolled over and started to stand up when the ankle that I had caught on the tree root gave way underneath me. “You don’t seem ok kid, come on… let’s get you inside and make sure that ankle’s not broken.” As he walked over to me I was overwhelmed by his smell, a thick pungent musk that I found to be intoxicating. My head was swimming as I tried to focus through the haze of his sweat stink and I hardly noticed him picking me up and helping me to stand so that we could hop back to the house. He took me into the kitchen, sat me at the table and started to unlace my shoe to look at my ankle. I barely paid attention to anything that happened, till he said it was just a bad sprain and that I should just rest my leg for a while. “How far did you run kid?” “From the north side of campus,” I replied. “Shit that’s half way across town, tell you what. I’ll drive you back later so that you don’t have to run on that twisted ankle.” I graciously took him up on his offer, and sat in the kitchen icing my ankle and watching the man, who’s name I had learned was Eric finish up the yard work before he drove me back to campus. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I didn’t understand why, I thought that it was because he looked like the man I whished to become, but I was wrong. When Eric had finished the yard work a little over fourth five minutes later he came back into the kitchen bringing with him that glorious smell once more. “Ok, let me grab a shirt, and right a note to my husband telling him I’m out in case he comes home from work while we’re gone, and then we’ll be off.” He said off of this as though it were the most natural thing in the world, but my head was spinning: HUSBAND? Was this perfect specimen of man a homosexual, could that be? I didn’t have much time to think before Eric had returned with an white a-line t shirt one along with the same basketball shorts he had been wearing to work in the yard. I set my foot on the ground gingerly, and Eric leaned in to help pick me up, but once he had pulled me upright he just held me for a minute and stared into my eyes. His eyes were slate blue and stood out against his tanned skin and dark hair. After what seemed like an eternity he said, “So why did you trip kid?” “Ummm…. I…” I spluttered. “I thought so,” and he leaned in and kissed me. Several things all happened at once within my body: I panicked; I tried to push him away; and my cock sprang to life becoming instantly hard. I staggered away from him for a moment my brain screaming. And then it all stopped and all that I wanted to do was be in that man’s arms, I wanted to feel him against me. I dove back into his arms, grabbed his face and stuffed my tongue in his mouth. His hands wandered up and down my back, grazing but being careful not to go past the waist band of my short bright yellow running shorts, as we kissed and I clung to him as if I never wanted to let him go. Eric broke away, “I guessed that that’s why you tripped, but I wasn’t sure till you sat in here and practically drooled as you watched me work in the garden. Plus your cock hardened every time I touched you. Your brain my not be ready to admit it but your cock certainly isn’t” He said all this staring into my eyes, his hands still roaming over my back, but with that last part he reached forward and grabbed my throbbing cock through the thin nylon on my shorts. I gasped. He smiled, “You ever been with a man, kid?” “I’m straight.” “And I’m the Queen of England,” he said, kneeling in front of me, “don’t worry boy I’ll teach you hot to please a man.” With that he pulled my shorts down exposing my rock hard cock and before I could protest further he swallowed my whole seven and a half inch cock to be base. Within seconds he had me moaning and groaning and holding on the back of his head to keep my cock from slipping out of his mouth. I started to feel my balls tensing up and seeming to sense it too Eric pulled off of my cock and stood up again. “Now you try.” “I’m straight,” Eric pulled of his shirt revealing his massive hair covered chest in all its glory. “You want this I can tell. Now get on your knees and suck my cock.” I don’t know what made me do it but I sank to my knees, Eric pulled his cock from the waistband of his shorts, smacked me in the face a few times and then I opened my mouth wide and began blowing this beautiful man. As I emulated what he had just been doing to me his cock began to grow and engorge until I was convinced that it wouldn’t fit in my mouth any longer. “Good boy, you work that man cock, get it good and hard.” What the hell was I doing? I was gagging this man’s ever hardening cock down my throat and loving every second of it. This was better then anything I had ever down with a girl. The smell of Eric’s sweat burned in my nose and I could taste the sweet salty liquid on his cock and I swallowed. He placed his big strong hands on the back of my head and guided me to begin bobbing up and down on his shaft. His cock brushed against my tonsils and I heaved for a moment before swallowing hard and feeling his cock slid down my throat. Everything was perfect. My jaw stretched as wide as it could, I felt pubes around my nose and balls against my chin and opening my eyes I found that I had slid Eric’s entire massive cock down my throat and was now sucking it with ease. I looked up at Eric and saw that he had his phone in one hand and the other holding my head in place as he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. I panicked a little, but never thought to take his cock from my mouth. There was the click of the camera and I widened my eyes in shock. “Don’t worry boy, just a pic for my husband to show him what’s waiting for him at home.” My brain was screaming at me to spit his cock out, pull my pants up and run, but my cock was throbbing, my mouth was drooling and for the first time in my life I felt an itch grown inside of me that I did not yet understand. “You’re a hot little cock sucker aren’t you.” Without knowing why I nodded, and grabbed Eric’s well built thighs pulling his cock into my mouth completely once more. “I’m gonna have some fun with you tonight.” Eric let go of my head and grabbing me under the armpits pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. This time was rougher, he shoved his tongue into my mouth and held my face close to his with his rough hands. I melted into him, feeling his warm sweaty body pressed against mine, his massive cock trapped between up. “Turn around,” he whispered in my ear. Don’t do it, my brain told me, you’re not a fag. What the hell are you doing? I turned around obediently. Eric hugged me from behind, his hands resting on my pecs as he kissed my neck. I could feel his cock nestled in my ass crack, and I couldn’t help myself, I rocked back on it rubbing his cock with my tight furry ass. Eric began to kiss down my body, his tongue tracing my spine as he once more sank to his knees. His tongue came to my tailbone and I shuddered, it was as if a bolt of electricity had gone through my body. I involuntarily arched by back. “A natural bottom,” Eric muttered and with one hand between my shoulder blades and one on my hip he forcer me to bend over so that my chest was resting on the table. He spread my ass cheeks with his hands and I felt cool air on my hole. Then something warm and wet touched my hole. Two reactions shot through me, the one from my mind of RUN, the second from my ass: GOD NEVER LET THIS STOP. It was as if the way I thought about myself and my body and what I wanted was at war with what my body was experiencing. That itch I had started to feel earlier began to become a burn and find a home in my ass Eric’s tongue brushed against my tight hairy little virgin pucker. Eric pushed down on the small of my back forcing me to push my ass out more and I felt his tongue make it’s first attempt at entering my hole. The war raged on inside my body but I made no attempts to stop Eric, I just kept moaning loudly. I could feel my hole becoming slick with his spit and weather it was from the spit or the warmth or his breath or the repeated darting actions of his tongue I could feel my hole slowly starting to relax and bloom allowing more of Eric’s tongue to dip inside. My cock was hard as a rock and dripping precum but I felt no interest in jerking off my focus was on my internal conflict and on the waves of pleasure that emanated from my steadily loosening hole. “God you have a beautiful hole, tight, pink, and furry. I love it. Nice virgin hole.” Something rough pressed against my hole for a moment along with Eric’s tongue I looked over my shoulder trying to see what he was doing and I gasped when I realized that it was his finger. He briefly sucked on his finger and then pressed it again to my hole. Now slick with spit his finger didn’t just rebound off of my tight pucker but pressed inward a little bit, but my hole resisted. Eric returned to working my hole with his tongue but kept a steady pressure on my hole with his finger. My mind was becoming foggy and the argument between my brain and my body was becoming less and less. I started to think things like: if it feels so good how can it not be what I want. Eric increased the pressure of his finger on my hole, hocked a big glob of spit onto my hole and suddenly something gave way and his finger just slid inside of me. I gasped, it didn’t hurt, not at all, it was like a when you finally manage to scratch a really bad itch on your back that you couldn’t reach; and there ended my internal strife, a decision had been made, my body won and silenced my brain. I pushed back against his finger trying to swallow more of it up. Eric responded by slowly and deliberately sliding his finger in and out of my hole making me moan loudly. I felt sweat spring up on my back and it was hard to catch my breath. Eric chuckled softly to himself and withdrew his finger. I felt empty and alone for a moment and then I felt the finger return but it was thicker this time; two fingers. He repeated the same process until over the course of the next half hour he had worked all four fingers into my hole and was slowly twisting them in and out of my now loosened hole. Eric kissed my ass cheek and stood up with drawing his fingers from my hole. God I missed his fingers, the transformation that had taken place within me over the past forty minutes was complete. I no longer questioned what I was feeling and I knew that I wanted to keep his fingers inside my hole forever. That is until what happened next. Eric rapped an arm around me and pulled me up from my bent position, kissing my neck, his warm musky body pressed against my own. “You have such a sweet virgin hole boy,” he shifted his weight, “but I think you’re hole is ready for more,” with his free hand he bent his cock down from where it rested in my ass crack and aimed it at my now slick and loosened hole, “what do you say we bust that cherry?” I was grinding my ass back against his cock, relishing each time I felt his cock snag on my ass ring, but this was not enough for Eric. He let go of my chest and pushed me back down on the table so that my ass was once again spread out before him. My whole body seemed to have become electric and I sensed every tiny shift that Eric made as he shifted himself into position and began to ever so gently press his thick mushroom headed cock against my hole. His four fingers had opened my up a lot but my hole as still far to tight for Eric’s cock, he pushed harder, hocking up another big glob of spit right onto where his cock head met my hole. The itch I had felt earlier was getting worse, I felt as though there was a burning inside of my hole and only getting Eric’s monster cock inside of me could make it stop. I flexed my ass muscles and twitched my hole like I was taking a shit and felt for a brief moment my hole open up and a tiny bit of Eric’s mushroom head slip inside. I did it again this time pushing back against his cock and felt a little bit more slide inside. “Jesus, you can’t wait to pop that cherry can you boy? Alright then lets do this. When I push you flex your hole.” Eric grabbed me by the hips and started to push hard against my hole, he managed to force a little bit of the head inside without my help but then I flexed my hole and between his pressure and my open hole the head of his cock shot into my ass with a pop. It felt like a soda can had just been shoved up my ass, but I loved it, I wanted more. Eric stopped pushing for a moment, then spat on his cock and pushed hard again sinking about another inch of his cock inside me. He did this several more times till at long last I felt his thick black pubes against my ass and his balls resting against mine. Sweat covered my whole body and I was shaking a little. My hole was twitching around Eric’s cock trying to pull more of him inside of me. After what seemed like a glorious eternity he began to pull out until only the massive mushroom head remained in my hole, and then just as slowly he pushed back in again. A whimper escaped from my lips. “You like that thick cock deep inside you boy? You like feeling your cherry disappear as my cock invades your sweet wet boy cunt?” “Yes,” I said breathlessly. There was no denying what I wanted, no claims of being straight, no claims of wanting to be a top either, my cock was hard as a rock but I had no interest in it, all that mattered was Eric’s cock. “What do you want now boy?” Eric pulled out to the tip again, “Do you want me to fuck your boy cunt?” He plunged back in, harder then he had before, “You want me to pound your hole?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes what?” He withdrew again. “Yes I want you to fuck me.” And there it was, there was no taking it back, I had admitted what I wanted. “Good answer boy.” Holding me by the waist Eric started to make me grind forward and back on his cock and he pulled in and out picking up his pace rapidly until in a short while he was hammering away as though he were fucking a well broken in hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I knew it. Everything else in my mind had gone blank and all that I could focus on as my hole and his cock. Faster and faster he went, now slamming his cock in hard so that the room filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh. He grabbed my shoulders for better leverage and I started to buck back harder, meeting each thrust with equal force. By now I was practically screaming my vocabulary reduced to three phrases: Yes; Please; and Fuck me. “You wanna ride my cock boy?” “Fuck yes” Eric pulled his cock from my ass with a soft squelch and layer down on the floor his cock sticking straight up to the ceiling. I practically flung myself on his cock, positioning it at the opening of my no longer virgin hole and sitting down hard. I bounced up and down letting gravity pull me back onto Eric’s cock each time. Both of us were covered with sweat and it was as if the whole world smelled of sex. Eric’s breathing began to change and he started to buck his cock up into me as I rode. Quicker and quicker he pounded till after ten more minutes he growled, “I’m going to cum, I’m so fucking close. I’m gonna breed that sweet cunt and make you into a real bottom boy.” “Yes breed me,” I groaned, not really knowing what I was saying. “You want my seed boy?” “God yes!” “Ok, well get ready cause…. FUCK!” He never finished his sentence he just grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to bottom out on his cock while I felt his shaft pulse and throb deep in my guts and a new kinda warmth spread through my body. His cum filled my hole and started to leak out a little down his cock onto his balls. I was panting, but my lust was unslaked. I leaned in and kissed Eric as he had kissed me before he started eating out my hole, rough and hungry. I ran my hands up and down his hairy body feeling the mixture of the hair with the sweat. Eric pulled me close and kissed me too before just hugging me to his chest, his cock still buried deep in my stretched out hole. “Jesus when you sent me a picture of some cock sucker on your tool I expected to find a twink waiting at the door to suck my cock, not find you with your cock still inside of his cunt and your load leaking out.” I sat up, dropping down all the way on Eric’s cock in so doing and gasped, when I heard the new voice. “I took one look at this cherry hole and I had to breed it.” Eric said to the new comer. “Cherry hole you say. Well then I’ll need to taste it too.” “Kid this is my husband Matt. Hope that hole’s feeling good cause it’s in for a long night.”

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

Bi-the way…… I have always considered myself tolerant of guys who were not like me, straight, especially when one of my best friends came out to me my senior year in high school. We had been planning to room together in college and his news didn’t change my mind. In fact I was somewhat intrigued at the thought of having a gay roommate. We never did anything with each other and had our own friends. One of my other friend said he knew two roommates who were bisexual, and he thought they would go out with us and we’d have a good time. They were very sexual and it would be easy to score some college pussy off these girls. We planned an easy evening and ended up in the girls' one bedroom apartment off campus (It was apparent the girls slept together all the time.) We were drinking all night long when one of the girls pulled out a strange glass pipe and began smoking some strange white crystal. The girls remarked the crystal really got them horny with the intense desire to be fucked. At first I was reluctant to indulge, but my friend lit up and exhaled a big white cloud, handed me the pipe and torch, grunting I’d love the feeling of fucking on this shit. I decided 'what the hell', lit the pipe and took in a big hit. After that we got down to business. We were all kissing and peeling off our clothing as the first hit affected me in a positive way. We all kept smoking as we kissed, licked, sucked and eventually fucked. Both girls were hot and my bud and I took turns fucking each girl. Then something strange happened. I was eating one of the girls out when I started getting the best blow job of my life. As I paused in eating the pussy, the second girl kissed me, leaving me wondering in my drugged-up mind, who's hot mouth was on my hard cock. You guessed it: looking down I saw my buddy sucking my cock. "What the fuck?" I exclaimed. "Oh, I didn't tell you - I'm also bisexual," he remarked and then went back to servicing my my cock. One of the girls urged me to take another hit from the pipe. One hit turned into five big hits. While my buddy sucked my cock one of the girls began to lick my ass. This was also a new sensation for me and it drove me crazy. I quickly shot my load down my buddy’s throat as the girl kept sticking her tongue deep inside my hole. I zoned-out in pleasure, and when I began to resurface, I found my buddy was crouched between my legs, face to face with me. Looking into my eyes he asked "Enjoying yourself?" "Hell, yeah," I groaned in replied, whereupon I received my first man to man kiss. His hard cock was also prodding my soaked hole. For some strange reason I can’t explain I let him continue and the tip of his hard cock penetrated my virgin ass. There was a noticeable pain as he started to breach my hole. He seemed to know I was in some discomfort as he broke our kiss instructing me "Breathe in deep, breathe with my cock," adding "Give this a minute or so - I'll stop if you want, but within a couple of minutes I would think you'll be begging for me to fuck you." As he anticipated, gradually my ass relaxed and my buddy was able to slide his entire eight inch rock hard cock deep into my (formerly) tight ass. When he reached full depth he began to slowly rock in and out as he gave me another kiss. This time I let his tongue enter my mouth. While his kiss had me slightly distracted he began to slowly pull out and slide back in. While he began to slowly fuck me, the girls were making out and 69’ing eating each other’s pussies. I’m not sure when it happened but my friend stroked my hard cock telling me "It looks like you are really enjoying being fucked." He wasn’t kidding, as he fucked me all I could do was moan and grunt my approval. I then surprised myself when I asked him to fuck me, fuck me hard. I heard his breathing change as his cock grew harder deep in my hole. I knew what was about to happen but didn’t try to stop it as he grunted out and I felt his cock spasm inside me.

It's hard to believe that it is now 2015 and it has been two years since I moved to Amsterdam to live with Will after knowing him for only six weeks. We live in an apartment bang in the Centrum part of the city, just five minutes walk from the leather bars. I am now 20, he is 38 and I remember the night we met and the next few weeks like it was only yesterday. A few days after turning 18, I had an argument with my girl friend and we split up. I'd always known I liked men, so plucked up the courage to go to a gay bar. (As it turns out it's a well known bar for men into raunchy scenes, but I didn't know that at the time.) I stood outside for what seemed like hours, trying to get the courage to go in, but in reality it was only about 30 minutes. In that time, I counted 14 men who went in to the bar. After going through the doors, I quickly scanned the room and went straight to the bar. I felt like all the eyes were on me as I ordered a coke. I stood shaking on the inside and drank the coke in about 60 seconds. I had just finished the coke when someone behind me asked if I wanted another. I turned to decline the offer, but a stud of man was behind me and without knowing I would, I ended up saying “Yes, thanks.” He asked if it was my first time as I looked very nervous. I replied that it was my first time so he suggested that we go to the corner with our drinks and chat where I would feel more comfortable. He introduced himself as 'Will'. "Hi, Will. I'm Jake," I replied. Will explained that he was from Holland staying in a friend's house whilst doing some work. I could hardly look at Will because he was so stunning and had an aura of masculine sexuality. He was tall, dark, handsome and he had what looked like a rock hard body. I am, 5' 5", have a 27 inch waist, and have short dark blonde hair. In contrast to my slight build, I thought Will to be a man's man, and I was in heat. I noticed Will checking over my body and he turned the conversation to sex. He asked if I'd had sex with a man. "No, I haven't. I've just broken up with my girlfriend," I replied. "I'd love to have fun with you, and I know you won't be disappointed," was Will's reply. I hesitated replying and the next thing I knew, Will grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I nearly shot there and then as I could feel a massive long hard cock. It felt like it must be at least nine inches. I looked at Will looking for words, but he knew just what to say: "I can see you like what I have for you." With that my hesitation disappeared in a second. "You wanna drop by my place for some fun?" Will asked. Naturally I agreed. During the cab ride back to Will's place, he had his hand on my leg and kept mine on his crotch and we were both boned the entire ride. When we got to his place he made drinks for us and he put on a porn DVD, which depicted two guys, one, the bottom, who was about my age, as he was getting fucked bareback by an older guy. The top eventually shot all over the bottom's ass before sliding back in. "We'll be more comfortable if we strip," Will suggested. I was trembling so bad I could hardly get my pants off, but not to worry. Will helped me. My cock was rock solid and popped against my belly as he pulled down my boxers. I knew Will was big, but when he pulled down his pants, I was stunned by how big he was. His cock was not only long but so thick. He was also uncut, had pulsing fat veins running down his entire cock shaft and he had massive low hanging balls. (I later found out his cock measured ten inches when hard, and about seven inches thick.) He smiled broadly, and suggested I have a feel. It was absolutely amazing, especially because there was a constant drool of pre cum hanging from the head. Will told me to sit on the edge of the bed so my face was level with his cock. He then put his hand behind my head and gently pulled me towards his cock, telling me to kiss it. I didn't need any more urging. Then he said for me to lick the head and taste the pre cum. Although I was still trembling, maybe even more than earlier, I did so and tasted him for the first time. Will bent over and kissed me, our lips covered in his pre cum. It was salty and so exciting to taste. "You like the taste?" he asked. "Yeah, it's great," I replied. "Good, you'll soon enjoy my pre cum lubing-up your ass," Will remarked. "No way, Will. Not only is that risky, but you are way too big.” Will just smiled, saying "That's not a problem." After a short time, Will sucked my cock gently as he knew how close I was to cumming and he didn't want me to do so. He turned me around and looked at my ass. He said it was one of the best he'd seen in ages. Will kissed my ass hole and shoved his tongue in. I never knew that could have felt so good and I groaned so loud and unexpectedly. Will had us all over the bed in various positions from kissing to sucking each other's cocks, but even I could see that he had more interest in my ass. It all worked to relax me and I noticed I was no longer trembling. Before long Will had me on my back, my legs over his shoulders, whilst he leaned over to kiss me. His body was so big compared to mine and it made me feel so safe under him. With his hand, Will rubbed some of his pre cum on my ass hole, fingering some into my ass. The sensation was amazing. Still I repeated myself "I really don't think I can handle your big dick, and in any event, certainly not without a condom." "That's okay. We don't have to fuck, but I just wanna slide my cock up and down your ass crack," Will commented, adding "I'm good at getting ass to relax, if only 'cause I've fucked hundreds, if not thousands of guys. So you know, practice makes perfect." He had me sniff what he later called poppers and it got me buzzing. As he kissed me, I could feel his cock slide between my cheeks. After each slide, he stopped for a few seconds when he pushed his dick head against my ass hole. He would gently push until I groaned in pleasure, then he'd pull back and recommence sliding against my ass. He kept kissing me telling me how good his cock felt against my ass. His cock was dripping huge amounts of pre cum. Each time he pushed his cock head against my ass hole, he left it there a bit longer. Although I was groaning, I told him I didn't want to be fucked. "Don't worry," Will said, "...you don't have to take me." After maybe five minutes, Will slowly pushed more firmly and I felt my ass opening. His huge cock head was half in. "I'll just leave it there for a few minutes before I pull out," Will commented, adding "You don't have to take any more. But I can feel my pre cum lubing-up your ass." He had me sniff more poppers and as he kissed me deep, I could feel him push further into my ass. I groaned again which seemed to encourage him more because he kept telling me how good I was doing and how hot my ass felt. All of a sudden, his head popped passed the first ring and it hurt like fuck. I asked him to stop and he said he'd hold it there for a bit until I got used to it. Will had me sniff more poppers and the pain did stop. He kept telling me again and again how good I was doing and I how my ass was making his cock pulse more pre cum into my ass. I was getting to like the idea of thinking his dick was part inside me and that he liked me so much to fuck me, Slowly he slid further in. No joking, it felt like an arm inside me. All the time I knew I should ask him to stop but I was liking it too much. Every few seconds Will slid further and further into me and every inch made me feel more and more pleased that he liked me so much to do this. Eventually, I felt I could not take any more and when I reached back I could still feel several inches of his cock on the outside. Will was whispering how good his cock felt inside me and how he was going to make love to me and cum in me. He slowly started pulling back until his dick head nearly popped out. He then pushed back in. This went on for sometime, but each time he picked up the pace. He was kissing and telling me he could feel his pre cum leaking into me, making it easier to slide. Will asked if I wanted him to stop. By that time I was enjoying it so much I said no way and and that I wanted him to fuck me. He said he was going to cum in me and all I could say was “yessssssssss shoot in me”. That got him going and he started fucking me even harder. He started breathing real fast and all of a sudden yelled as he was shooting. I felt his cock pulse six times as his ropes of cum shot deep in my ass. He lay on top of me, cock still inside. I realised then from the cum on my stomach, that I had shot when he did and I was amazed that the fucking was so wild, I didn't even realise. When his cock softened, it slowly slipped out and I felt empty without him. Will told me to lie on my stomach so his cum stayed put inside me. He said it was rude not to keep a guy's cum in my ass after he had fucked it there. He got up and had me lick and kiss his cock which by then had gone to its normal seven flaccid inches. I could taste my own ass on his cock and drops of cum still leaking from his cock. It was so hot. Will fucked me all night and shot in me another two times. Next morning my ass was sore and the bed was covered in dry cum that had dripped out my ass. Before we got up Will fucked me again, giving me his fourth load. We swapped numbers and I visited his place the next two nights when he again fucked his loads into me. On the third night I turned up, there were two guys who, Will explained, were waiting to meet me. It turned out they weren't actually Will's friends, but were fellow barebackers who he had met on line. Of course they liked to top ass. So all three of them raw fucked me, but that's a story for next time.

Saturday night I was at one of the chicken hawk bars ogling the guys. One shy youth sat down at a corner table. An hour and a half passed, and he just kept drinking. I decided this was THE BOY. I strolled over and introduced myself. His name was Andy, 5' 9", a thin 150, dark hair, satin-smooth skin. I ordered us tequilas. He was 21 and bi-curious. It was his first time in a Gay Bar. We made small talk as he sipped one drink after another. I made sure he never lacked for liquid refreshment. By closing time he was about to pass out. Since I figured a respectable boy like himself wouldn't want to go home drunk, I suggested we get a room at the Baths. He slurred he'd love to see the Baths. I vowed the Kid would get broken in right. I dragged him out of the bar and into my car. I drove to a Bathhouse only 5 minutes away Andy could barely walk and stumbled into our room, collapsing on the bed. I locked the door and pulled off his clothes. Now that we were alone, I kissed him ALL OVER. I don't know how he would have responded had he been sober; but in his intoxicated state, we made out for 20 minutes before he passed out. I'd specifically requested one of the "sling" rooms, and in that apparatus that I struggled to position him. Just looking at the young, slim, hairless body gave me a hardon, knowing what was forthcummin'. I pulled out a large hit of Tina and worked it up his Chute, well past his Sphincter, so the Fucker would quickly absorb it. I secured the stirrups and restraints, so his fresh Virgin Hole was exposed to all Cumers. ! spat on my Cock and lined my Shaft up with his Virgin Boy Cunt. Call me a Sadist, but I just love to plow ALL THE WAY into an unsuspecting Boy's Ass, the less Lube, the better—breaks a Cunt in real fast. So I tore into Andy, ripping him open like a high school girl before I gave him his first Cumload, thick, creamy, and POZ. Now that I had taken his innocence, and, hopefully his health, it was time for the real fun to begin. I flung open the door—and men, young and old, fat and thin, handsome and ugly (mostly ugly) began to traipse in. I knew some were POZ. Most notable among them was Ol' Frank, not chronologically old, but so-called because of his advanced AIDS, emaciated, with sunken cheeks, and KS Lesions on his arms and legs, even his tongue—I've tasted it! I noticed Ol' Frank ravished the Boy several times that night, and a smirk graced his cracked lips whenever he shot. But all good things must Cum to an end, and in the morning I had to leave. I'd dumped in the Youth several times; and I swear, the geography of Andy's Anal Canal had become common knowledge among the Bath's Patrons. I smiled at the Kid, trapped in the Sling, Cunt all red, leaking pink Spooge, which ran down his thighs, to pool on the canvas beneath him. There was literally a quarter-cup of the Staff of Death puddled there. Grabbing a cone-shaped cup from the water cooler, I scooped up what I could and forced it down the semi-conscious Boy's throat. I bid him farewell, though I doubt if he heard me; and, after renewing his room for another 12 hours, asked the Desk Clerk to look in on him from time to time. That night I got a call about 9 PM. It was the Clerk On Duty. He said he'd made a terrible mistake Just as he was leaving Andy's room, he got an urgent page back to the Lobby. In his haste, he'd failed to latch Andy's door. It'd swung wide open. They got really busy, and the Clerk didn't get back to Andy till late afternoon. From what Andy said, some Wise Ass had forced a rubber ball between his teeth, then the Dude, and 15 other guys, proceeded to rape him.. Andy was huddled in a corner of the lobby, terrified and crying, as he awaited a cab. The Clerk had tried to calm him, telling him everything would be OK. Of course, that was bullshit. Andy would never be the same again.

You know those commercials you hear on the radio or see on TV that promise to qualify you for a career in technology in only six months? Well, I was so desperate at one point in the early 90's that I actually enrolled at one of those places. I had a useless college degree and an almost empty banking account. Those places are almost as depressing as you'd imagine. This "university" was about fifteen minutes from my apartment, in long, one-story brick building next to a few fast-food places. I never once imagined it would really be my ticket to success, but I had run out of options. At least there was plenty of parking. The other guys in my class were formerly in the military and/or prison or just general losers like myself. And mostly unwashed slobs. I swear that whole building smelled of B.O. and drugstore cologne.On the first day we had a "meet and greet" kind of a thing. The instructor was this dumpy old bald guy who looked tired and defeated already. My classmates hovered around the room awkwardly, drinking from plastic cups of soda and just trying to make small talk. There was one group of about five guys laughing and talking loudly like they were at a bar or something. I headed their way when I noticed one student standing off by himself near the back of the room. He was insanely tall -- like 6'8", and he looked really odd and somewhat sickly. For whatever reason I walked up to him and introduced myself. He seemed relieved that someone had approached him and freed him from his isolation. "Thanks, man. I'm Todd. I never know how to make small talk with strangers. Are you scared? I'm scared." "Nah", I replied, "I just don't really have high hopes for this school". "I didn't either....until now". He flashed me a bright smile and I realized he wasn't so odd-looking. Just gawky and in need of some sun. "Are you wearing a watch?" he asked "Yeah", I answered, glancing at my wrist "it's 5:50 pm" "Shit. I gotta take my pills soon", he said as he fished a little plastic box from the front pocket of his shorts. It had been a really warm, windy Spring so I asked if he had allergies. "I'm a hemophiliac..among other things." I knew that meant his body didn't have the ability to clot. If he got a cut of any kind he'd just keep on bleeding. There was a kid in my third grade class with hemophilia and he never played at recess time -- he just sat on the steps and read a book or chatted with the playground monitor. I felt bad for him and I felt bad for Todd. No wonder he didn't interact with people very well. He took a few pills and gulped the rest of his soda as we made our way with the rest of the guys because class seemed to be starting. He sat right next to me because I guess we were friends now. I I was okay with that. He seemed harmless and genuine while everybody else seemed somewhat rowdy. I'm secretly a gay man and I've had plenty of friendships with straight males, but they were the shy, quiet sort. The teacher droned on and on about stuff I assumed everybody would already know. Programming, coding, etc. I took careful notes anyway -- mainly because if I didn't do something I'd doze off. As the boredom continued, I let my eyes wander over to my new friend Todd. His long, slender legs were mesmerizing. His giant tennis shoes fascinated me too. Where on Earth did he buy clothes? I'm really good at checking out men secretly, but I have to wonder if he noticed because through the corner of my eye I saw him stare back at me. Oops. Days and weeks went by and Todd and I didn't really move beyond being casual friends and classmates. We always sat next to each together and would even walk out to our cars side by side but he never asked to go somewhere for a beer or coffee, and I didn't ask him either. He was nice and all, but I really just wanted to go home after the four hours ended. I got bored, skipped a few classes and ended up falling behind in the reading. So one night I stayed late to go to the pathetic little library to make copies of the course outlines which were kept in file cabinet. It was an ultra-depressing, empty place in the basement next to the bathroom. Of course the copier was broken so I considered just stealing the originals and taking them home. It was quiet as a tomb, but I looked over my shoulder anyway. Todd. Long, lanky Todd was silently standing about five feet behind me. "Hey, Stranger", he grinned, "I been wondering where you went". "You found me", I sighed wearily as I closed the file cabinet. "Ready to go?" "In a minute" I answered, "I'm just going to go to the bathroom and head home. Hold on." I grabbed my stuff and left the library. The bathroom was a small room with just two urinals, one toilet stall and a sink. I stood to pee and heard the door swoosh open. Shit! Really? He followed me in here? I'm what they call "pee shy" and can't go if there's somebody near me. It's shameful, but I put my head down and tried to concentrate. He sidled up to the urinal next to me and pulled his shorts down. As much as I tried, I couldn't go. I looked over and at nearly the level of my chest was Todd's engorged dick. He wasn't peeing either I guess. His body might be thin as a stick, but his meat was fat, dark pink and super healthy looking. Well. I'd never go now. I flushed as if I'd already peed and turned to leave. I went to the sink and was about to mimic hand-washing. And then he grabbed me my the shoulder with both hands. Panic. "Wait for me," he said in a tone of voice I hadn't heard come out of him before. The smart thing to do would have been to be cool and slip away when he was unprepared. But no. I tried to bolt and he pushed me face-first into the tiled wall. I was pretty much helpless now. "I want to share my news with somebody and my ma ain't answering her phone". He forced me to the floor in a semi-kneeling position,and turned me around. Then his huge dick was right in my face. He didn't demand it, but I started kissing it anyway. It was just so beautiful and perfect, and I'd fantasized about performing this act on some dude many times. What I hadn't planned on was one of them forcing it past my gag reflex. My fantasies also didn't include me vomiting all over my chin and chest. I could feel him pulse and throb in my throat, and I momentarily feared he's start peeing. No way did I ever want anything like that. No pee came out. Maybe I could just go back to sucking him and this would end. But no. He pulled me up and turned me to the wall again. He was breathing hard and I felt my jeans and underwear being moved down. No way was this happening. I felt Todd's apple-sized penis head move between my ass cheeks. He was so skinny -- I could escape if I fought hard enough. With unexpected strength, he pressed his body into mine and I knew escape was out of the question. "My news..." he moaned directly in my ear, "is that I got HIV now". Holy FUCK! "I get injections made from the blood of strangers and at least one of them had AIDS". What the hell was I supposed to say? "Before it goes any further in my blood, I want to fuck somebody. Just once". I was thinking about that's not how it works when he quickly impaled me. The pain! It was just part of the penis head, but I could not take it. You'd think I'd scream, but only sobs came out of my throat. I was mourning for the life I had just an hour ago. He pressed closer and I could feel his massive tool slide all the way toward my stomach. Surely this was physically impossible. He found a rhythm and kept going in and out, He was either saying "Ssshhhh" or hissing. And then no sound except for his heavy breathing and the buzz of the fluorescent lights overhead. It was over and I was ruined forever. He waited while I went and sat on the toilet for ten or so minutes. Without words, we then got dressed and then he helped me walk out of the building.

This is a completely fictional story. It has no basis on reality what so ever. It was a sunny August afternoon at a Midwest midsize university and Mark is pulling on to campus to start a new chapter in life as a graduate student and a graduate assistance. As he is half listening to the gps give him directions to his new apartment, he is checking out the campus, its buildings, scenery, and the people walking around. He pulled up to his new apartment building, well new to him. The building was built in the early 1900’s, while it is old it is still in decent shape, a real diamond in the ruff. The detail and beauty of the architecture is what sold Mark on the building, that and the location right off campus and low price. He was renting a one bedroom one bathroom apartment on the top floor; it had a great view of the campus. Like the building the apartment was rough but he liked it. He spent the next few hours with help from his parents, which pulled with the moving truck a few minutes after him, unloading and moving his stuff into the new place. After moving in, Matt and his parents went out to a local restaurant for some dinner. The food was good and the conversation fun, Mark would be sad to see them go, but he was ready for this new experience. Around 7 they finished up their dinner, said the goodbyes, and parted ways. Once Mark got home he started to unpack, straighten out the apartment, etc. He needed to get the bulk of the unpacking done that first night because he had to start his orientation and job duties the next day. It took him till almost 11 to get things done. He was tired from the long day and unpacking but he was not able to sleep. He was to excited to sleep. He figured a good workout would help him sleep. He got his gym bag packed and drove to the student recreation center/gym. Matt was a pretty fit and pretty good-looking guy. He was 6’0 tall, 170 lbs, had a four pack, good pecks, broad shoulders, and a nice tan. He had deep blue eyes, sandy brown hair, and wore glasses. He was the cute nerd type and had never really had problems getting a date. To keep his body in that shape he worked out 5 days a week and jogged every day. The thing about working out was that it always made him horny. It was late and the gym was pretty deserted. He worked out for about and hour then headed to the locker room to shower. As he was stripping his wet gym shorts off when a man a few years older then Matt, who had just turned 23 a few months earlier, walked out of the sauna in just a towel. They did the obligatory head nob as they passed each other. Matt checked the guy out as they passed. The mystery guy was in good shape. He was slightly taller then Matt, had more muscle tone and bulk, had red hair, green eyes, and a nice bump in the front of his towel. Matt got into the shower room, which was laid out with 6 circular shower poles, each with 4 heads. All of them were empty so Matt just grabbed the nearest one. As he started to soap up the mystery man walked in naked and started to use the shower across from Matt. As the he turned on the shower he introduced himself to Matt. “Hi, I am Adam, how was your workout?” “Hey, Matt here. It was a pretty good workout. Felt good to stretch and move after a long day of unpacking. How was your steam?” “It was good, I always enjoy a good steam after a hard workout. I saw you checking me out, so you into guys?” Matt fought to keep his mouth from dropping, and he was at a loss of what to say. He never met anyone so forward in his life. He now noticed that Adam was slowly stroking his cock and it was semi-hard, and he was already 6 inches long. Finally Adam stopped the silence, “ I can tell you do, you are sporting some major wood there man.” As Adam was saying this he moved from his showerhead to the one next to Matt. As he came up to him he reached down and grabbed Matt’s 7.5 in cut cock and started to stroke it. As Matt was about to say something Adam started to French kiss him and rub their bodies together. Adam’s cock was at full mass now and was at least 9 in long, uncut, and thick. Matt broke the kiss and said, “Wow this is great but wont we get caught?” “Don’t worry, no one every is in here this late and if some one does come in I am sure they will enjoy the show.” Adam whispered as he licked Matt’s neck and bit on his ear. He pinched Adam’s nipples and ran his hand up and down his cock and balls. Adam lowered himself to his knees and started to lick up and down Matt’s shaft and balls, then took his head in his mouth. He slowly took Matt’s shaft in his mouth till he was balls deep and proceeded to give Matt the best blowjob he had every had. Adam must have been a mind reader because as Matt was getting close he stopped the blowjob and came up to kiss him. As they made out Adam asked, “Do you want to fuck my ass?” Matt could think of nothing better then fucking a tight ass right now. He moaned as Adam took his nipple in his mouth. Adam took the moan as a yes to his question and turned around and positioned Matt’s cock head at his hole. He started to slowly inch Matt’s cock into his ass. Matt responded by slowly starting to move his hips back and forth, and then started to pick up speed. Matt started to pound harder as he kissed Adam’s neck and ear. Adam bent over holding onto the shower pole and arch his back as Matt really started to pound away at his ass. Matt varied his strokes. Long and hard, deep and slow, shallow and swift, all the way out then a fast plunge balls deep. All the while both men were moaning and talking dirty to one another. It was a wonder the front desk clerk didn’t hear and come and break it up. Matt had always had great stamina, but after about 20 minutes of pounding he had to warn that he was close, “Man I am about to cum.” As Matt was about to pull out Adam reached back and grabbed his ass and pulled him back into him. That final plunge was the last straw; Matt blew his load deep in Adam’s ass. Adam felt Matt’s cock grow and spasm. Then the warm tingle of cum came in his ass. He had been stroking the whole time he was getting pounded and the feel of Matt reaching his climax made him shoot his load all over the tile floor. It felt so great for both of them. Adam pulled off Matt’s softening cock. He turned around gave Matt a kiss and thanked him. He grabbed did a quick rinse and walked out of the shower. Matt was kind of shocked, but happy. He finished his shower and walked to the lockers. He was the only one in the locker room. No sign of Adam anywhere. He looked for him as he walked to his car but no sign. He hoped to run into Adam again and maybe get a number. It was a top ten fuck for him, he defiantly wanted another time with him. He got home in a few minutes, walked to his apartment, went straight to his room, stripped, set the alarm for 7 am and fell into bed. He was asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Count me in.. bags are packed and ass is brushed and lubed !

I have a say in where my tops cum... they know before hand that it had better be inside my ass or inside my mouth. I don't accept cum elsewhere. If they can't agree to one of those two locations, I usually won't even bother with them... I'm the bottom... I've earned my load(s). :-)

Bottom here. If I cum "conventionally" with my dick, the fuck feeling quickly disappears. I will wear a jock on purpose so we can just concentrate on my hole. If a top starts playing with my dick while we're fucking, I'll swat his hand away. I usually don't get hard if the dick in me is making my boi-pussy feeling real good, like hitting my P-spot just right. If a Top insists that he wants my dick to cum, I usually try to talk him out of it or I make him cum first. His cock needs to be in me (or at least a dildo) in order for me to cum conventionally or it wont work. My body is pretty used to having something jammed up my hole if I play with myself. On the other hand, if a Top is skilled enough, and has the right size, he can give me some mind imploding, hands-free, P-spot orgasms. If you never had one of those, its a life altering experience. The feeling is totally different.Conventional orgasms only makes my dick feel good and lasts the few seconds it takes to spurt some jizz. P-spot orgasms feel like a wave slowly crashing into me. Its like I lose touch with my consciousness for a while as this tide of pleasure washes thru my body. Instead of shooting a load, my dick just constantly leaks jizz as I convulse all over the Top's wonderful cock inside of me. Skilled Tops can read this very well and will fuck me with the same speed and depth making my orgasms last for several minutes. Its turns a switch in me and I become a total whore for his cock. Its like I can't get enough and I feel this need to take his cum inside me over and over until his balls are completly drained.

This is a stealthing technique used by some bottoms. They lightly coat the inside of their walls with Vaseline, Top shows up with a rubber, starts fucking, rubber breaks....you'd be surprised how many Tops don't stop to put a new condom on. Next thing you know, he's fucking raw and loving it, eventually unloading his balls deep in a sweet hole. Just we personally, I'm not a fan of Vaseline. I ike water based or slicker variations of silicone lubes. It just feels more natural to me.

There is nothing like seeing your brother getting out of bed after spending the night getting fuck by my Bf & I. He is becoming a real Slut who craves getting his hole fuck.

Fuck but this is an awesome piece of fiction

Horny on Wednesday and went online. Not much going on. Young vers guy nearby who was looking for a blowjob. Cleaned out just in case but he just wanted his dick sucked. Got him off and went back online. Young bottom, also looking for a blowjob. WTF? Anyway, invited him over. Took a while but sucked a big load out of him eventually. All horned up after that and back online. Top online who I know I had met before but couldn't remember his "performance". When he walked in I remembered: One-Minute-Man. In and out the door within 10 minutes but did get his load. No luck after that. Saturday night my "regular" Polish guy was not as drunk as usual and he was in the mood. Pounded my hole like never before and came twice in an hour. Never slept better ;-) Sunday = Funday with my FB but he cancelled. Damn!

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Have only had a few guys piss in my ass and always loved it. The first time it happened he ended up fucking me twice and then started to pull out saying he had to piss. I held him there and told him to use me. He took a while but then I felt him get harder and then he released a long slow piss in my ass, sighing as he let it all out. Had to clean the sheets afterward but i didn't care because it was so hot. He fucked me regularly for a couple years and almost always ended up pissing in my ass. Before he moved away he would come over over just to empty himself inside me or down my throat.

Any time will take your loads and look for more.

Thanks for the comments guys. Hope you like it! Part 3 I woke up about mid-day on the Saturday and tried not to think about the night before. I don’t know how I ended up getting myself into that situation but I made a promise to myself to watch what I was drinking and to stay focused on my work. I did jerk off to the thought of Tom though, I mean he was hot, even for an older guy. About 6 in the evening once I had been to the gym, did my grocery shopping and done some laundry, I finally felt like I had made up for my spoiled evening. That is, until my phone lit up. ‘Hey Boy, time to make up for last night. I’ll pick you up in an hour, be clean. Don’t try to say no’ I paused for a few minutes, and re read the message over and over. How did Tom have my number, what did he mean by ‘don’t try to say no’? I threw my phone back on the chair and thought it best just to ignore it. After watching some TV for an hour or so my phone lit up again. ‘You better be ready Boy. I don’t like to be kept waiting. I’ll be there in 15 minutes.’ I thought about it again, and against my better judgement I got up and had a shower, this time I made sure I was thoroughly cleaned out, I could still feel Tom’s cock from the night before. I convinced myself that we’d have a drink and maybe another fumble and then I’d make it clear that I didn’t have time to be seeing anyone romantically and that he’s out of my age range. After cleaning myself up and throwing on a pair of black jeans and a plain red t-shirt. I paced around my apartment waiting for another message. Right on cue a black BMW with tinted windows rolled up at my building. I couldn’t remember Tom’s car from last night but I guessed it was his. ‘Black BMW, move your ass kiddo.’ I was right. I made my way down to his car and without doubting myself I jumped in. “Looking good boy” Tom said looking me up and down with a smirk. Those blue eyes piercing through me, I got a semi within seconds of looking at him. “Thanks, sorry again about last night. I didn’t think I had drank that much. it was good of you to look after me the way you did. Oh and don’t worry about the condom breaking, I’m due a check-up this week anyway, so I should be fine.” “I’ll look after you kid, don’t you worry about that.” We drove off, I wasn’t sure where we were going but didn’t feel comfortable asking. Tom had been perfectly quiet since we started driving. Occasionally he’d adjust his crotch, which only made me hard, but he never spoke. “We’ll jump into my place first for a drink. I don’t want to take my car anywhere.” he said giving me a slight fright. I just smiled over at him. Once we were parked and in his apartment he put his hands on my shoulders, leaned down and whispered into my ear; “Take that hot boy ass of yours into my bedroom, I’ve been wanting another go at it since I dropped you off last night.” I gulped but couldn’t find the words to say anything, I took myself into Tom's room and turned to face him. “Tom, look, sorry, I think I need to be clear, I’m not really after anything at the moment. You’re a nice guy and I’m flattered you’re interested in me but I don’t think we should do anything. Maybe I should just go” I stammered out, my heart racing. Tom slowly turned and closed the door, locking it shut. He then turned to face me with that intense stare I remembered from the bar. He walked towards me and shoved me onto the bed. I was shocked and completely terrified. “Please Tom, sorry…I…” “Shut it boy, I’ve been wanting to claim your ass since you first rolled into town. I tried to be polite and let it all happen accidentally, but you’re a tough little cunt. Not to worry, Daddy will break you soon enough.” I lay on the bed, confused and terrified. Did Tom know me from before the bar last night? What did he mean by ‘Claim me’? I didn’t know what to think but my body was betraying me, I was hard as a rock, each time Tom called me boy my cock did a leap and when he called himself daddy I could have came. Tom marched over to the bed and immediately was on top of me, pinning my body to the mattress. “Mmm, Boy you’ve got a boner. Wait till I tell you what Daddy has for you, then you’ll really get scared!” He reached around and after a brief struggle, and a hard slap to my face, my hands where pulled tight and I was tied to the bed. My legs were still free which let me try to kick him, but that resulted in another slap. “Try that again boy and I’ll leave a permanent mark!” I stopped struggling, now really concerned for my safety. “What do you want? Stop, please don’t rape me!” I started to plead as tears rolled down my flushed cheeks. Tom just laughed, he took a pair of scissors off the side table and cut off all my clothes. I lay there completely exposed, freshly shaven, hard as a rock and quietly crying. He reach for a small bottle of what I guessed were poppers, he put them under my nose. “Take a deep huff boy, you’ll need them! Daddy isn’t going to be as gentle tonight.” I took a couple of hits and felt my head spin and my body relax. Again Tom kept his clothes on and just took his monstrous cock out, it was growing bigger every time he stroked it. He grabbed lube and swiped some up my crack, it was cold and certainly wasn’t enough to allow even the head of his cock in me. “Please Tom, I’m sorry, I don’t want this….” I continued to cry He took the tip of his cock and pushed it against my tight hole, edging slightly inside. “At least put a condom on!” I screamed out. A hard slap hit my face, I was dazed from the surprise. “You’ve already had it in you raw, I’m not wrapping it up again. It takes a lot of effort to tear a Condom when a daft boy keeps checking it, and you’ll call me Daddy from now on Boy!” As he spat those words out he slid about 3 inches raw into my barely lubed hole. I screamed out. “Keep screaming boy, It just makes Daddy harder!” he moaned as he kept pushing deeper inside my hole, with a hard thrust he slammed completely into me, and I blacked out.

I always prefer quantity, as I love groups settings, and the bigger the group the better!

Vaseline and Crisco were standard back when I was getting started, Coppertone if it was a fancy occasion. They're classics for a reason. I still keep a tube of V-line handy if I'm on the prowl. Fits easily into cargo pocket or tucks nicely into top of boot if I'm not wearing pants. Recently tried Shaft lube from Ft Troff when I was in San Francisco. Consistency between liquid and solid. Advertised as being great for toys and fists. Indeed it was. Also great for just plain ol' buttfucking. Sometimes it's nice to just have to lube up once and not have to worry about it for the rest of the night. I wouldn't worry too much about greasy underwear. Some internet perv will buy it from you.

I responded in your other post.....if you want raw cock in the true queer tradition, look no further than the Cheshire Motor Inn. If you happen to be a fan of BBC as I am, the Cheshire will NOT let you down.

I am real new to this......just had my "poz card" a month or so. I have to admit that the first thirty days was kind of rough. I was just not sure I had done the right thing. But, as I learned to accept my status...and to look at why I **** in the first place, it got through that. The last week has been much better and I am becoming much much happier being POZ. I had some regret, but that has passed and I am thrilled with my choice. I am fucking POZ and I love it.

my ass needs attention ?

Part 2 I avoided my friend for a few days after that night until the weekend my roommate went away with his boyfriend. I was lying in bed with my morning wood when there was a knock at the door. I opened the door without even asking who was there. It was my friend from the other night all by himself with me standing there only in a pair of boxers and my morning wood pointing his way. For some strange reason I didn’t go soft but seemed to grow harder as thoughts of that night from the previous weekend seemed to flow through my mind. My friend reached down and grabbed my hard cock letting me know that he was glad to see that I was excited to see him. A slight moan escaped through my lips as he walked in telling me to shut the door. He had his ‘pipe’ with him and I needed no coaxing to smoke with him. Soon enough we were feeling really good as we kissed. He said I had a couple more lessons and he was my private tutor. I wasn’t sure what he meant until he pushed my head into his crotch telling me it was time to learn to suck dick. The drugs had me going as I opened my mouth and he slid his 8” cock inside. He coached me about breathing through my nose as I attempted to do the best I could at sucking him. Of course through all this I found my own cock hard and throbbing. He whispered to me that if I gave him a good blow job he’d let me fuck him as he fucked me the week before. The idea of experiencing what it would be like to fuck a guy and compare that t fucking a chick. I did my best to work his rod with my mouth and tongue. My bud began to run his hands through my hair as I heard his breathing begin to quicken and his cock seemed to grow harder in my mouth. I knew he was going to blow his load and wasn’t sure I was ready to swallow another guys sperm until he said fuck yeah, you know you want to swallow my cum, yeah bro suck my cock, eat my cum. He then fired into my mouth as I was shocked at first until I got a really good taste of his spunk. It was kind of sweet with a slight salty taste, tangy in a way. I then hungrily sucked for all I could get out of his cock. When he pulled his softening cock from my hungry mouth I looked up at him and knew it was time to fuck him. We hit the pipe a few more times and he taught me how to shotgun the smoke to each other before laying back, grabbing some lube and greasing up my hard cock and his hole. He guided me between his legs as I needed no help guiding my cock to his hungry hole. He urged me to sink in balls deep in a single thrust. The look in his eyes was pure lust as he urged me to fuck him and breed his ass. His ass was nice, warm and tighter than any pussy I ever fucked. He knew what I was thinking as he urged me on telling me to enjoy my first ass. I could feel him work his ass muscles, making note to do the same the next time he was to fuck me……..OH MY GOD! DID I REALLY WANT TO GET FUCKED AGAIN?? Between the warmth, the tightness and how he worked his ass it didn’t take long before I was really pounding his hole and getting close to cumming. He told me to breed his ass just before kissed me, That’s when I felt a strong orgasm start and I flooded his ass with my load.

No doubt, this is a big topic for lots of guys. While I have never said those words to a top, I guess I an understand it coming from a newcomer. But, in my mind taking a raw cock is admitting you are willing to take all that goes with skin on skin man fucking. Anyone one who plays around with barebacking and is trying to " fool" themselves into thinking they can be safe by cotius interruptus is not, in my opinion, fully aware of what they are doing. Asking another dude to take ownership of your responsibility for safe sex seems inappropriate. If that is all negotiated up front,no problem, but doing it moments prior to having a load jammed I your ass also seems wrong. I do recall one time, maybe the first time I was in a situation where it was obvious I was gonna get fucked...a lot. It was at a nude, gay campground in Georgia. I was bent over a bench along one of the fuck trails. A group of dudes came along and I quickly had a cock stuffed deep. His buddies were urging him to give me a load.......and I wanted to tell him " no not inside me". I kept quiet and dude one soon did as his mates suggested. It did not take long before each of the other two had repeated the act. That moment of being torn by wanting to bareback and being afraid of cum was pretty intense...and probably unwise. I am sure I was not as mentally prepared to take unlimited raw loads as I thought I was. I kept my mouth shut and did it...but it was not smart. I have had a number of bb tops pull out and hose my back with their juice. I have always thought they watched too much porn and felt that seeing the money shot was how all queers fuck. In my world, if I am riding your cock, I want your cum.

Thanks I was perceiving this all f*ked up. Dont know why I took it that way.

Part 2 I was 22, and working in Lewisam Hospital HIV centre as a third year medical student. I was young, blond, 11 stone, 6 foot tall, and was not surprised I received a lot of attention from the gay guys on the AIDS ward where I had earned a reputation as a potential target. I had fooled about with one of the AIDS patients, although I don't think he had told the other patients the sordid details. At most, the other patients guessed something had gone on, but precisely what was not common knowledge. I needed a fag, and to go out to the smoking hut. Because it was summer time, I slipped into a pair of flip flops as we weren't allowed to wear our hospital shoes outdoors, but, as usual, I was dressed in scrubs. Arriving at the smoking hut, I saw one of the patients from the AIDS ward, named 'Andy'. He was in his mid-thirties, bald, skinny, and in the advanced stages of AIDS. In addition, I knew he kinky, and was a nasty exhibitionist slut. "Hey Joe. Looking sexy, as usual, with your cute feet showing like that. I approve," Andy said as I lit-up a cigarette. "Hi, Andy, and thanks," I replied, in the process slipping off my flip flops off and flexing my toes. I love my feet and being barefoot made me horny. "So, how are you, Andy?" I asked, flexing my knee and holding my bare toes as I smoked my cigarette. "I'm good. Thanks. Did you have fun with John the other night?" he asked. As I debated my reply, he took a last drag on his cigarette, extinguished it, and stood-up. Dressed in tracksuit trousers, slippers and a hospital gown top, his bulging cock was visible in his baggy, grey trackies. "He shouldn't have told you, I could get in trouble," I replied, as I massaged my toes. "He just said you had some fun. I aint gonna say anything, don't worry" Andy commented as he took a step so he was standing directly in front of me. "Besides," he continued as he took hold of my bare foot and rubbed it gently with his big, muscular hands, "you're young, body full of hormones, and your nuts are full of cum, huh?" With that he pulled my foot into his crotch and rubbed his hard-on against it. I did my best to curl my toes around his shaft. "Your cock feels massive, Andy. Promise not to tell anyone about John? Or this?" I asked, rubbing his boner through his trousers with my bare foot, gripping his shaft with my sweaty toes. "I promise," he replied, grinding his crotch against my foot. With some pride, I noticed a wet spot of precum appearing through his trousers. "I'd better stop or you're gonna have a tell tale stain," I observed, removing my toes from his cock, and returning my bare foot to the concrete flooring. The concrete was quite cold, but that didn't stop me from slipping off my other flip flop, and standing barefoot in front of Andy. "Will you tell me what you did?" he asked, reaching over and squeezing my cock through my scrubs. "I can't. I could get in so much trouble," I replied. Andy continued to rub my erection through the thin fabric, but after a few seconds he paused, and poked his head out the door, checking to see if the coast was clear. 'I'll do anything. Come on, please. I can see you're turned-on by talking about it" Andy plead. With that he knelt down and, lifting my left foot up to his face, he brushed the dirt off my sole and, one-by-one, sucked my toes. "Oh god, Andy, that feels nice," I responded, trying to grip his tongue with my toes as he licked all around the underside of my sweaty digits. "You're a foot loving boy, aint ya? If you won't tell me what John did, will you show me?" as he moved from licking my bare sole to sucking my big toe. "Fuck, oh god. I can't here," I answered, pointing my toes and poking them into his mouth. "You sure?" And with that Andy took all five of my toes between his lips and sucked about half of my foot into his mouth, deep-throating my foot, and tongue-fucking my toe gaps, coating my toes in saliva. He had earned my respect. "Fuck it, ok, stand-up and drop your trousers," I said, removing my foot from his mouth. My toes were covered in his spit. Andy stood-up, again glanced-out the door to make certain no one was near. Then he slipped-off his slippers, dropped his tracksuit trousers down to his ankles, stepped out of his trousers, and tossed them on the bench. Standing in front of me, his hospital gown came down to his knees, so his genitals were covered, but his fat erection made a huge tent in his gown front, and the back was only loosely tied so his bum and bare back were visible through the crack. "Have you got a condom?" I asked, pulling my cock out my scrubs and giving myself a few wanks. "Nope. Did you and John use a condom?" he asked as I wanked myself. Andy then reached over and took hold of my erection, repeating his question "Did John use a condom?" "No, no he didn't," I finally answered. "Then you don't need one now," as he commented as he continued to wank me off. "Ah, fuck. Turn around," I ordered. Without a pause, Andy turned around, showing me his half-tied hospital gown. His skinny bum cheeks and muscular back showed through a gap in the gown. I slid my hand up his inner thigh, and along his ass crack. It was wet and slimy. Andy smirked, commenting "Oh yeah, I took a load from my boyfriend load earlier this morning," all the while standing nonchalantly at the entrance of the smoking hut, smoking a cigarette, playing look-out as I played with his bum cheeks. "Is your boyfriend HIV positive?' I asked, pulling his bum cheeks apart and looking at his cum-coated, poz fuck hole. "Yeah, he gave the bug to me,' Andy answered, and then cajoled me saying "come on Joe, show me what John did to your little neg ass." At the same time Andy bent at the waist, arched his back, and backed his cum-oozing hole nearer to my cock. "It sounds like you already know," I remarked, having made my decision. I rubbed my helmet in the cum oozing out of his hole, getting my mushroom head coated in brown tinged poz cum. Then I slid my helmet slowly into his poz man cunt, feeling the hot cum ooze out round my coronal ridge as I held my helmet in him. "Oh, yeah, fuck me neg boy. Put your student cum up me," Andy moaned as I buried my cock slowly into his guts until my balls hit his arse cheeks. I held my cock inside him, slid my hands up his back, un-knotting the ties on his hospital gown, and, opening the back of his garment, I slid my hands round him to feel his bare chest. "How far can you see if someone is coming?" I asked, pushing the hospital gown completely off his shoulders, letting it fall to his waist where it hung on his erection. "About 50 feet. Plenty far for a quick naked fuck" Andy replied, as he pushed the hospital gown off his cock, standing completely naked impaled on my bare cock in the door of the smoking hut. "Fuck, I shouldn't be doing this," I whispered to myself, my cock balls-deep up Andy's ass. I pulled my scrubs top over my head, dropped my trousers and boxers to my ankles, awkwardly kicking my bunched-up trousers and underwear off my bare feet, all the while trying valiantly to keep my cock buried in Andy's guts. Eventually, however, I too was completely naked. "Fuck yeah, fuck me nude boy," Andy moaned as I worked my cock in and out of his sloppy ass, his boyfriend's poz cum making his ass slurp every time I slid out. "You're so sloppy," I quietly remarked, sliding my cock out completely on every stroke so I could watch the second hand cum drool off my helmet before plunging back into his guts. "I could get in so much trouble if someone sees us," I said, standing on my bare tip toes to get more purchase to fuck his cum leaking man cunt. "Don't worry, damn it, I'll give a shout if anyone comes! Don't want you getting in trouble! Relax and enjoy yourself," Andy advised as he encouraged me to fuck his poz ass. "Fuck getting in trouble," I said, horniness getting the better of me. I pulled out, and before Andy could question me, I instructed him "Lay down here, on our clothing," as I kicked our discarded clothing into a pile with my foot. Andy obliged, laying on his back on the mound of clothing, as I knelt between his legs. "We won't be able to see if some one comes,' Andy observed as I lifted his feet up onto my shoulders, my helmet at the entrance of his hole. "Are you okay with getting caught?" Andy nodded his approval, so I continued "Shit a bit of cum out onto my knob." Andy immediately strained his sphincter muscles, pushing a glob of cum out onto my cock head. It was farty lump of frothy white cum that, once shat out onto the tip of my cock, smeared along my shaft as I slid into Andy's bowels. "Fuck yeah, but I thought you were worried," Andy continued, as he reached-up and pulled my face to his, pressing his lips against mine. "Honestly, I'm too fuckin' horny to care," I responded, slowly starting to fuck Andy, sliding my cock in and out of his diseased guts as we started to snog. "Close your eyes. Fuck it. If someone walks past, just fuck me and snog me with your eyes closed until you cum," Andy suggested. And with that we both closed our eyes, Andy on his back, his feet over my shoulders, bent double as I rutted on top of him, grinding my raw cock deep into his intestines as we snogged, oblivious to where we were or how risky it was. We fucked for several minutes, my cock slopping in and out of his cunt, and, pulling his left foot between our faces, and we snogged each other, his dirty toes in our mouths and occasionally up my nose, slobbering each other's face (and his foot) as we fucked in a contortionist's pose. After a few minutes, I pulled Andy's foot away and rammed my tongue down his throat, making him gag, fucking him for ages, but eventually we heard faint foot steps approaching, and I opened my eyes and tried to pull away. Andy, however, held my face to his, our lips pressed together, and commanded me to "Keep fucking me," licking my nose as I resumed fucking him. The footsteps meanwhile, were getting louder. "But Andy," I said as he sucked my nose and stuck his tongue up my nostrils, "there's someone coming." He held my face right up to his, my hips bucking into him as we listened to the approaching footsteps. "Just fuck me, deep, slow, fuck yeah, come on, fuck the person coming, let him see," he urged, snogging me hard as the shadow of two people appeared on the wall of the shelter. The newcomers were two young guys, probably in their late teens or early 20s, and with their first clear view of the shelter, I was about to blow my load. "Fucking queers," one of the guys said as the two of them walked past. My nuts were boiling with lust and pride, having just been seen by two youths, in a smoking shelter, fucking this guy, both of us completely naked. Just in case the guys couldn't tell precisely were I was in the process, I announced "I'm cumming," slamming my cock into Andy's guts, my balls jumping as I unloaded, simultaneously shoving my tongue into Andy's throat as I bred him. We moaned in pleasure into each face as I came deep in Andy's guts. I exaggerated our respective role by ramming hard into Andy as my cum flowed into his body, my balls emptying their load into his poz bowels. Suddenly one of the guys re-appeared in the doorway of the shelter again, just as I was bucking my hips into Andy, finishing-up in dumping my load deep inside him. Asking the obvious, he said "Are you cumming up him?", his iphone in hand, apparently filming the two of us in action. I continued, finishing-up in dumping my load into Andy as we both snogged, glancing at the guy but more or less ignoring him. After all, I was making bareback nasty with a very poz guy, breeding his dirty asshole. I lay on top of Andy, my cock up his ass, our bodies interlocked on the floor, our naked bodies heaving as the boy stopped filming. "Are you going to piss off so we can get dressed?" Andy said sternly to the boy. "Andy, don't be so horrible. He's just curious," I said, and then turning to the young guy I asked "You gonna stay until you've seen this, aint ya?" Just to entice him, I withdrew my cock from Andy's ass, and both it and I stood proudly in the full light of day for the inspection of the guy. As my cock was slick with anal juices, I grabbed my shaft and squeezed the last few drops of cum out my tip. The boy just stared at me as I stroked my softening erection, my cockhead shining in the sun. "How old are you mate?" I asked, helping Andy to his feet. Andy immediately stood behind me, pressing his cock into the crack of my ass as he hugged me, both of us standing naked in front of the boy. "I'm 19", the guy answered. Meanwhile Andy ran his hands up and down the front of my torso, making my cock throb as the on-looker watched, Andy also grinding his erection into my ass crack. "Thank god for that. What's your name, mate?" I asked. Andy finally stopping molesting my naked body. I reached for my scrub top, but Andy grabbed it from me, handing me his hospital gown. "Simon," the guy answered, as I looked puzzled at Andy, taking the gown from him. "I'm Andy, and this is Joe. He's a patient here. Put your gown on Joe," Andy said while slipping on my scrubs top and pulling on my scrubs trousers, handing me my boxers. Still mystified, I did as he ordered, pulling the hospital gown over my head, and pulling-up my boxers. Andy tied only the top tie of the hospital gown up on my back of me, squeezing my bum through my boxer shorts. "Why were you guys fucking here?" Simon asked. I looked him up and down. He was skinny, five foot nothing, wearing high top skater shoes, skinny knee length shorts and a tight white polo shirt, a 'Justin Bieber' hair cut, and a button nose. I remember thinking to myself 'Simon is as cute as hell - a very trendy young lad'. "Joe has been a patient here for ages, and we can't do it in the hospital, so we have to come out here," Andy lied to the boy. At that moment the boy's phoned beeped. "It's my mate. He's waiting for me at the youth club," Simon said, as he stepped out the doorway. "That's not fair," Andy retorted, stopping Simon in his tracks. "What isn't?" Simon asked. "We showed you ours. You've gotta show us yours. Here, look," Andy said, lifting my hospital gown up and getting my cock out my boxers, and then hauling his own cock out, holding both and stroking them gently. "I dunno..." Simon replied, looking round to see if anyone was near. "Go on. I can see you thinking about it," Andy urged, stroking both our cocks, one in each hand. "Fuck, hold on," Simon answered. Putting his phone in his pocket, he unzippd his flies, popped his button, and pulled his shorts wide open. He was wearing bright blue boxers. Then he then hooked his thumbs into his underwear waistband and paused, looking over his shoulders again to check if the coast was still clear. Apparently satisfied the coast was clear, he turned to face us, and then pulled the front of his boxers down, inviting us in saying "Here ya go," wagging his cock round. It was, at most, five inches, and matched his build as both he and it were fairly skinny. His foreskin covered most of his helmet, his japs eye nevertheless visible. His blond pubes, glinting in the sun, and neatly trimmed, completed the package. "Joe, I haven't a hand free. Pull his foreskin back for me. I want to see his helmet," Andy said wacking both of our cocks. I didn't need any further invitation. I reached over and took a hold of Simon's cock. He took a deep inhalation. "Don't worry, Simon. I'm just gonna skin it back for you mate. Okay?" Simon nodded, watching as I gripped his shaft and pulled back his foreskin. Simon sighed as I began to play with his cock, and I used every manual trick I knew, holding it, cupping it, stroking my thumb along the shaft, gently pulling his foreskin over his helmet again and then peeling it back slowly. His pleasure was evident as his piss slit smeared my palm with his precum. "You ever fucked anyone, mate?" Andy asked, as I let go of Simon's cock and watched as it jumped with ever heart beat. "Eermm.... No...." Simon replied. "Joe likes watching me get fucked by other guys," Andy said, letting go of our cocks and pushing his trousers down to his ankles. "Andy, you can't," I said, as Andy again took hold of my cock. "Maybe this will convince you," Andy replied. Turning his back to Simon, he bent over and slid my cock into his mouth, sucking hard on my helmet as he presented his ass to Simon, who just stood there, still holding his boxers down so his erection could hang out proudly, all of six inches from Andy's hole. "Simon, push your boxers down below your balls. That's it," I observed, as Andy sucked my cock. Simon did as I ordered, pushing his boxers down so his cock and balls hung out. His little nuts were pulled up tight under the base of his cock. I leaned over Andy as he in turn bent over between Simon and me, gagging as I shoved my cock deeper into his throat. At this point I was thoroughly horny, and certainly horny enough to carry through with this scene. I then pulled-out of Andy's mouth, and stood next to Simon, as I stroked my cock. "Simon, are you ok? You haven't said anything," I observed, as I reached over and moved Simon's hand to my erection. Andy was still bent over in front of the Simon, his ass no more than inches from the tip of Simon's innocent cock. "I'm ok. What do I do?" Simon asked, still holding my cock. "Inch forward, that's it," I instructed, as Simon put his helmet to Andy's cum-leaking hole. "I've got a condom in my wallet. Should I get it out?" Simon asked, adding "what's that stuff?" as he smeared his helmet in my sperm. "You don't need a condom. Andy's not a girl. He can't get pregnant, and that stuff is my cum. I wouldn't have fucked him bareback if it was dangerous would I?" I lied. "I guess. Should I just fuck him without a condom then, like they do in porn?" Simon asked, gently squeezing my cock onto which he was still holding. "It feels so much better without a condom, Simon. Never use one. Always get your little cock in there skin-to-skin," Andy recommended, reaching back and pulling his cheeks apart, presenting his poz cunt for the him to fuck raw. "Help him do me bareback, Joe. Please," Andy said. "Line it up with his hole, and now just push inside. That's it," I said as Simon's helmet slid easily into Andy's experienced hole. Simon's cock skin, of course, was being caressed by Andy's poz bowel lining, and in obvious pleasure, Simon grunted "Oh, wow", as he all but throttled my cock in the excitement of the moment: his erect cock was lodged in Andy's guts, and my cum and all sorts of other juices leaked out of Andy's ass, to lubricate Simon's entrance. In fact, Simon's pubes and nuts were completely matted in cum. "Good huh?" Andy moaned as he pulled his ass forward and then back, and back again, fucking himself onto Simon's erection. "Fuck!" Simon exclaimed, perhaps a little loudly, but certainly understandably, as he began to thrust his hips, slowly and gently, fucking Andy, all the while still holding my cock with his young fingers. "Glad you tried it?" I asked, sliding my hand onto his skinny bum, the top third of which was bare as his boxers were puled down a bit. My finger tips were exploring his ass crack, pushing his boxers shorts waistband down even further as I pushed Simon into an ever harder fucking motion. "Oh, I think I'm gonna..." Simon exclaimed, as he likewise dropped my cock, grabbed Andy's hips, and fucked Andy deeply and erratically, jerking into the poz guy. "Just let go - cum inside him. Good boy," I said, sliding my hand down the back of Simon's boxers and feeling his bum cheeks clench as he started to cum, his little hips hammering into Andy, unloading his cum into Andy's hole. "Oh, fuck, yeah, fuck, fuck.......' Simon grunted as he came, grinding his cock into Andy's guts. "Good boy," I praised him, letting Simon come down off his orgasm. I couldn't help myself, but found myself openly stroking his bum cheeks as he pulled out, cum dripping off his cock, which was still rock hard and pulsing. Andy stood up and started to pull my scrubs trousers on again, as I stared at Simon's pulsating, all the while playing with his hole. Panting quite hard, Simon gasped "Fuck me, that was cool," looking with obvious pride at his throbbing cock. I knelt down and sucked it into my mouth, sucking all the grime off it - until Simon pushed me off. "All clean," I said, standing-up and stroking Simon's cock one last time before he pulled his shorts and boxers up. "Fuck, well, I've gotta go," Simon announced. "Thanks, and nice meeting you mate,' Andy grinned. "Yeah, and thanks. See ya," Simon replied as he hurriedly left the shelter. "Young guys always run after they've cum," Andy observed. "You shouldn't have let him fuck you bareback, Andy," I said, gripping Andy's cock through his trousers. "Hey, at least I didn't breed him. I done as much to guys his age. "So tell me, Andy, why am I wearing your hospital gown?" I asked as Andy rubbed his fingertips on the skin of my bare back through the gaping gap in the back of it. I shuddered in pleasure as he slid his hand down into the back of my boxer shorts and grazed his finger over my hole. "So Simon didn't know you worked here. Plus, I thought I'd have easier access. If, that is, you've got a little longer?" he asked, turning me round to face him, our bare toes touching. "You're still horny? I guess you haven't cum yet. Sure. I'm not needed in theatre for an hour," I answered, adding "What did you have in mind?" Andy slipped on my flip flops on and picked up his slippers, suggesting "Let's go for a little walk, shall we?" as he squeezed my cock through my clothing. "I can't go barefoot and dressed like this," I retorted, as Andy stroked me to erection again. Then he took my hand by the wrist and slid it down the front of the scrub trousers he was wearing, getting me to hold his fat shaft. "You want this up you?" he asked, as I slowly stroked his cock. I nodded. "Come with me," he said, further instructing me to keep ahold his cock in his scrubs trousers, and as he held his tracksuit trousers and slippers in front of his crotch to hide where my arm entered under his waist band. With no more ado, he led me off towards the hospital, barefoot, in just boxers and a loosely tied gown, my cock throbbing....

PART TWO My face flushed as I looked at Matt, his husband’s still hard cock stuffed up my spunk filled hole, but Matt just smiled. He had a short cropped red and brown beard, muddy brown hair and bright green eyes set into a strong manly face. Quickly he shucked his shirt exposing a broad chest covered in ginger fur with large pink nipples. His pants were the next to go and then he stood there in just a bulging jock strap smiling at me. “Well boy get my husband’s cock out of your cunt and come suck my cock.” With a tiny bit of reluctance I stood up, Eric’s cock sliding from my juicy hole, and walked over to Matt. He smiled and pushed me to my knees, I felt cum drip from my hole. “Go on,” he said thrusting the engorged pouch of his jock at my face. I pulled the fabric to the side, and released his massive cock. It looked, if that was possible to be even thicker then Eric’s his balls certainly were larger and all around the base grew thick dense coarse ginger pubes. I didn’t waist any more time, there was no more confusuion or conflict, I had been presented with a man’s cock and it was my job to service it. Opening my mouth wide I began to slowly work Matt’s still swelling cock down my throat, swallowing hard when it hit my tonsils. “Holy shit Eric,” Matt said, forcing my head down till my nose was in his pubes, “Where did you find this boy?” “He got distracted while he was jogging by and literally fell into the yard. I knew he would make a hot little furry cumdump as soon as I saw him. Told me he was straight and then he swallowed my cock to the root.” They both laughed. “Don’t think you’re straight any more do you boy? Not with Eric’s load dripping out of your cunt.” I shook my head. “Good. Did you like taking his load?” I nodded, still sucking hard on his cock. “Do you want my load up your cunt?” I nodded again. “Your cunt is hungry isn’t it boy, you want all the loads you can get don’t you?” More nodding. “Good, because by the time tonight is over your hole will be one dripping cum filled mess.” My cock twitched and my hole winked at the thought. “You sure this boy was a virgin when you sunk your cock into him,” Matt asked Eric, “Cause damn he can suck cock!” “With how tight his little cunt was, there’s no way I didn’t pop his cherry.” “Then he’s just one talented cocksucker. Shit, you keep sucking my cock like that boy I’m gonna blow my load down your throat not up your cunt.” I tried to pull off of his cock, but Matt’s hands held me in place; I wanted that cock and load in my ass more then anything. “Don’t think he likes that idea,” Eric said. “No, neither do I,” replied Matt and he released me to spit out his cock. “You ready to get bred again boy?” “Yes please,” I gasped still trying to catch my breath from deep throating Matt’s cock. “Then turn around and show me that pussy.” I spun on the spot, bent over, stuck my ass in the air, and reached back to spread my cheeks for him. He gave an appreciative groan and got down behind me laying his fat cock on my ass crack. “Nice tight little ass with a worked-out loose cum filled furry hole, prefect,” He lined up his cock and sank it into my stretched out pucker in one move. I moaned, bucking back on his cock like a bitch in heat. Matt wasted no time with slow fucking and skipped right to the rough pounding. He grabbed my hips and started to slam his cock in and out of my hole. Using Eric’s cum he pounded my hole without mercy reducing me to a limp whimpering mess. How could I ever have thought that I was something else? Nothing I had ever done with a girl had felt this good, this right. I was kicking myself for resisting what I had always wanted for so long, to be a bottom boy cumdump for big manly tops. Matt pulled out of hole and smacked my as saying, “get on your back, I wanna see your face as I breed you.” I flipped over and grabbed my ankles pulling my toned muscular legs out at right angles exposing my hole once more. Matt got between my legs and slammed his cock back inside of me. He bottomed out so hard that I saw stars for a second, but Matt didn’t miss a beat he just kept on pounding. “I told you he had a sweet cunt,” Eric said and for the first time sense Matt’s cock had entered my hole I noticed him standing behind Matt fisting his hard cock like mad. “I’m gonna load you up boy, you ready for my cum?” “Please shoot your load deep inside of me,” I begged. “Take my fucking load you little faggot,” Matt yelled and he bottomed out once more and his cock launched shot after shot after shot of thick hot cum into my wrecked guts. His cock had no sooner stopped twitching then Matt pulled out, but much to my joy his cock was quickly replaced with Eric’s once more who after only two quick strokes shot another big load deep in my new cunt. Eric caught his breath for a moment and then he too pulled out. “Nice find babe,” Matt said to Eric kissing him. I ran my hands down my hairy sweat soaked chest, past my still hard but somehow so irrelevant cock, to my hole. I felt the soft mushy walls of my once tight sphincter and felt the slick cum that was slowly leaking from it. Easily I slid first two fingers then three and four inside myself and started to twist them in and out like Eric had done earlier. “Fuck look at him,” Matt said, “You still want more don’t you kid?” Guiltily I looked up, but said with hunger in my voice, “God yes.” “I’ve got an idea, keep fingering that hole,” Eric said, and he grabbed his phone and shot several shots from different angles including a close up of all four of my fingers which were now covered in cum stuffed in my hole. “We’ll start with a few thick dicked friends our ours and if that’s not enough then we’ll widen the search.” “Alright well we’re not gonna leave him here in the kitchen so I’ll take him down stairs and get him settled in while you find this new slut some more loads.”