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As I wait for my next 'client', I think about how I ended up here: waiting on a bed in a 20 dollar hotel for whatever guy to whom he’s sold my cunt. I can see his sadistic grin in my head when he told me “Tomorrow’s client is a gonna be a doozy. Get some rest.” I guess you could say that this is all my fault. If I just hadn’t been so uppity. I guess I should go back to the first time. I had just turned 18, just graduated high school. I’m a blue-eyed, brown haired jock with a baseball player’s body that is naturally smooth. About 5’10” and 160 pounds of shredded muscle, thick legs, meaty pecs and arms, and an eight pack. I had been hitting the gym since middle school and still do because I really like sports. I was really excited about going to college in the fall; the only downside being that I would be away from my girlfriend. My girlfriend was hot! Captain of the cheerleading squad, tiny little waist, and 36Cs - just perfect. Anyway, I had lived with my Dad since I was about 8. My mom and he divorced and she had issues, so my Dad got me. We had always gotten along until my senior year in high school. We always fought about one thing or the other, and there was also something odd in his attitude toward me. I couldn’t figure it out. Well, until that day. My Dad and I had just had a fight a week earlier where I went off on this whole tirade about how I was 18 now and I was a man and he needed to treat as such. We went round and round, but I always came back to that same phrase – “I’m a man now! Just like you!” Boy, I wish I hadn’t said that. Well, the next Saturday, my Dad asked me if I would drop off a letter and duffel bag to one of his friends on my way to the gym. “All you have to do is take this over to his house, and he’ll give you something in return to bring back,” my Dad said. I told him I would, and as he handed me the duffel bag and letter, he had the sadistic grin I’ve learned to distrust, and he said, “Thanks, son, I really appreciate it.” I had no idea what I was heading into as I found the address on the envelop and typed it into my iPhone. Dressed in gym shorts and a tank top, I headed out the door and drove to my Dad's friend's house, which I found easily enough. Grabbing the duffel bag, I headed up to the door, rang the bell and a guy about my Dad’s age answered the door a few seconds later. He was about 6’ tall, salt and pepper hair, and green eyes. He was thick - not fat, but definitely not skinny, and not a muscle guy. Just thick and masculine. He wore some sweat pants and a sleeveless shirt that hung open, showing his hairy torso. He had clearly been doing some lawn work. I introduced myself saying “Hi, I’m Gary’s son. He told me to drop this off to you, and that you would have something for me.” The guy looked somewhat puzzled, repeating my line "“He said I would have something for you?” With that, he accepted the duffel bag and envelope, and opened up the letter and began scanning it, saying at the same time, “He told me he was sending you over to drop off some money he owed me, but he didn’t say anything about a—“ He abruptly stopped talking, clearly taken off guard by something he read in the letter. I just stood in the doorway and watched him, not exactly sure what was going on. He went over to the duffel bag that he had left on the counter and unzipped it, looked inside, and then looked back at me with a grin not unlike my father’s. He kind of sauntered over to me, nodding his head, and sizing me up. He clicked his tongue a few times as he closed the door behind me. I looked up at him, “Is everything alright? I need to get to the gym. You have something for my Dad or what?” “You’re not going to the gym today.” “What do you mean? Yes, I am!” I snapped back. “Do me a favor,” he baited. “Go look in that duffel bag.” I was confused, but wanted to put an end to this cryptic behavior. I walked over to the duffel bag, putting my Dad’s friend between myself and the door. I lifted the flap and almost pissed myself when I saw a bunch of sex toys of varying sizes and shapes. I was so stunned that I didn’t even notice my father’s buddy had come up behind me. His beefy arms hugged me forcefully from behind and I felt his scruff run like sandpaper over my ear as he whispered, “Those are going inside of you, boy.” Within one or two seconds of struggling, I knew that this guy had easily overpowered me, and so all I could muster was, “What the fuck are you talking about?” “I’m talking about you being my cock socket for the afternoon,” he said and then licked up the side of my neck. It disgusted me, but it felt good, and I was even more confused. “Your Dad owes me money, and he’s paying with your holes.” And with that, one of his calloused hands went under my tank top and took my right nipple between its index finger and thumb and began rolling it around. I had never had my nips played with like that before, and I was overwhelmed by how good it felt. My cock started to stir, and I didn’t know what to do. “Just like a bitch to like her nips pinched,” he said and he tossed me toward the back of the couch. “Dude, I don’t know what’s going on, but I can’t do this, I’m straight,” I pleaded, perhaps just to remind myself. “Somehow, I doubt that,” he laughed. I started to get pissed, “I have a girlfriend!” “Oh, I’ve heard about your girlfriend, and that doesn’t prove shit. Listen, I’m owed a debt and I plan on collecting.” “Listen, if my Dad owes you money, he’ll pay you. This is just a misunderstanding, you don’t have to take it out on me.” The guy just laughed at me as he approached me with the letter that I had brought over. “There’s no misunderstanding. I’m not taking anything out on you. This is your father’s idea.” I couldn’t believe what he said. “You’re lying! My father would never do that!” “Oh really?” He grabbed me hard, tossing the letter on the couch. There was nothing he would do to me that I could fight. He was just too big, too aggressive, too manly. He spun me around, locking one hand around my throat and thrusting the other hand down the back of my shorts. He was obviously pleased that I was wearing a jock strap (I WAS planning on going to the gym), and explored my hairless cheeks and hole, not pushing in yet. Once again, my dick jumped. Without warning he forcefully bent me over the back of the couch so my face was in the cushions and pulled my shorts down to my ankles. “Read the fucking letter bitch boy while I eat your cunt.” And with that, he cupped a butt cheek in each of his hands, spreading my ass, and for the first time (but not the last) I felt a mouth lick, suck, and slurp at my smooth pink asshole. I had to get my bearings before I could read the letter. I mean, all these feelings were washing over my body. His mouth felt sensational but I was repulsed by the thought of being with another man, but it felt like the natural order of things to be submitting to this bigger, more manly guy. His tongue plunged into my ass and at first, my pucker would tighten around his tongue, not use to this slimy invasion. But soon, I was pushing out, trying to wrap more of my insides around his talented tongue. All of a sudden, he spit on my right ass cheek, rubbed it around, and open palm smacked my ass, “I said read the fucking letter, faggot!” Fuck, my ass stung! I howled out and whimpered, but what started as a stirring with my nipples getting tweaked turned instantly into a full-fledged boner. I forced myself to focus on the letter in front of my face. It read: Hey Buddy, I know I owe you $20 from that pool game the other night, but frankly, I just don’t feel like paying it. But I do want to make good on my debt so I’m giving you my son for the afternoon. I know how you lean, and I want you to teach him a lesson. He’s gotten pretty fucking lippy with me going on and on about how he’s a man now and wants to be treated like such. He’s a little priss-ass queer and you’re the guy to treat him the way a little faggot boy needs to be treated. Put him in his place. You can start by letting him read this letter…it’s time he learn some things. First of all, I want you to use the toys in this gym bag on him. I want his hole stretched and stretched good. I have more plans for using this little bitch. Feel free to spit on him, slap him, piss on him or in him, humiliate him…and yes, fuck him anyway you want. Fuck him raw and send him home with at least one big load of cum in him. I’m aware of what that means, and yes, I’m sure. Make sure he keeps it in his ass because when he gets home, I’m going to scoop it out and feed it to him. He can consider that the final exam to this lesson. Make sure you keep him there until at least 5 since I’ll be fucking his girlfriend at our house until about 4:30. She’s a hot piece of ass, and I’ve been fucking her for almost a year now. That’s how I found out what a little pencil-dicked bitch he is. I felt guilty when I started fucking her a year ago until I found out what a lame fuck my son was. He’s never once gotten her off and he won’t even eat her out. That reminds me, make sure you make him eat your ass so he gets over that hang up. The point is, I knew he had to be a faggot if he couldn’t fuck this hot little cheerleader good…so disappointed in him. So I stepped in and took care of her. You and I will have to tag team her sometime, but I’ll make you use a condom on her. Or who knows, maybe not. Maybe we can both get her pregnant. Okay, so have fun, man! Use his mouth and ass as if they were pussies that needed your babies. Return him to me broken in and with no doubt in his mind that his purpose in life is to be dominated by real men. Put him in his place, and I’ll be sure to keep him there. Oh, and if he resists at all, remind him that he either submits to you or he can kiss college goodbye, and he’ll be slinging fries at a McDonald’s for the rest of his life. See you at the pool table, Gary As I finished reading, I was torn between the tears streaming down my face and the saliva running down my balls. This stranger’s mouth and tongue were making my ass feel better than it’s ever felt, but the information that I had just been bombarded with tore my heart out. Images of my girlfriend screaming in orgasm on my father’s cock flooded my brain and I wanted to bawl, but then the tongue behind me would push through my outer ring again and I would moan uncontrollably. Suddenly, he stopped and stood up. I looked back over my shoulder at him, my eyes red from crying. He smirked, “I see you finished reading it.” I nodded. “You know what’s next, right?” he asked. I shook my head no. “I break you in. And break you, I will.” Part II coming soon.

10 years ago So much of this story causes me personal shame. It's embarrassing. I'm currently 47 years old, but I still felt like a kid ten years ago. I was 37 and fighting some demons from childhood. I was raised in a very strict, religious household and remember rules and discipline as a way of life. I rebelled like we all do at some point. Unfortunately, I never grew out of that stage. I got stoned right before my high school graduation...and pretty much every day after that for the next three years. College was pretty much a breeze, but in my senior year, I woke up a little and shed some anger in order to get my degree. The problem is that I never got over my hate of doing stuff I didn't want to do. Sure, I got up early every morning and worked at a job -- but I never got a regular checkup with a doctor, and I never ever went to the dentist. I'd had a wisdom tooth removed when I was in my 20's. It was such a bad experience that they only did the one even though I had three more that needed taken out. I swore I'd never go back. And I didn't for over ten years. Well, you can guess what happened ... I eventually developed some major issues in my mouth. I paid for my neglect with horrible tooth pain. No amount of Advil would help. I once took shots directly from a bottle of rum to kill the pain. I woke up sick and spit blood into the bathroom sink. Not good. It was time to grow up a little and make a dental appointment. I nosed around on the computer to find dentists in my area. I came across Dr. Manning, who not only was near me, but took my insurance. He also practiced "sedation dentistry" which I'd never heard of. If you don't know it already, you can now go to a dentist and be drugged up for hours while they fix everything wrong with your death and you're not even aware of it. Sounded good to me. His picture was on the website. He was a handsome, mid-50's guy with a salt and pepper mustache. I called and made an appointment. The phone lady was very nice...and had that so soothing 'nurse voice'. I told her about my pain and she was very sympathetic, but said I'd need to come in for x-rays and consultation before any work could be done. Fine. I lived through a few more unbearable nights before the appointment. I was tense as hell and even the dental assistant noticed. She left the room for a few minutes and came back with a valium. "Dr. Manning is running late. Take this and relax a little while. I'd never had any tranquilizer before, but quickly understood why people got addicted to them. Damn.,I felt perfect and in love with the world. I dreamed for a bit. I think. A hand touched my shoulder....Dr. Manning. The lady assistant was there too. "You less nervous now? Poor kid. Linda, take his blood pressure." Then I was sorta awake as the cuff went on my arm. It had to be low now, but it wasn't....170/50. "Start him on the gas and I'll go adjust Carmen's braces." He put a hand on my chest and said "I can't do anything until you calm down. " It's impossible to 'try to relax', but as soon as I started breathing the air coming from that mask -- it felt like a piece of paper floating in the wind. There should be a better way to describe it, but that's all I could think of at the time. It had no odor that I could perceive. I could hear the dentist and his assistant talking and asking me to open wide and telling me to relax. They scraped and inspected, and I thought it was great. Fun. After they stopped the gas, I was out of my happy trance in seconds. "Well, Vince...we've got some work to do." I needed the other wisdom teeth removed, three fillings, a crown and a thorough cleaning. I was so embarrassed. "We can do almost all of it in two appointments, but you need to get the blood pressure normalized. I have a friend, an internist over at Saint Luke's who will get you in soon. Follow his instructions and then come back. I'm writing you a scrip for some strong pain pills. Don't take more than three in a 24 hour time period. We'll call you in a few weeks to see how things are going. Sheila at the front desk will be ready for you whenever you've awake enough to get up. "I just need half a minute." Dr. Manning sent his assistant to retrieve that internist's number from his office, leaving me and the doc alone. "You are way too tense. Bill can help with that too. Why are you so nervous?" "I just always feel like a tight coil inside." "Is that why you party?" "Huh?" "I could smell a little booze and pot in the air you breathed out. People always think they can brush or use mouthwash and we won't know. We always know." "You married, Dr. Manning?" I had no idea why I asked that. "I was once. Years ago. What about you?" "Nah. I am too independent to be in a union of any kind." "Yeah. That's pretty much where I'm at now. If you still feel loopy, I can give you a ride home. Sometimes the gas affects people that way." I should have taken him up on the offer, but I declined. "I'm okay now. Thanks, though." "Here..take a few of these until you get the scrip filled." He took my hand, opened it and dropped a few pink tablets into my palm. "Don't say anything. This is just between us." "Gotcha. So I call back here in a few weeks?" "Or we'll call you...or at least I will." Three weeks later, I was feeling okay. His friend had put me on some blood pressure pills and an anxiety med. Xanax became my new best friend. It was like the valium but more so. The pain pills really worked well. I checked my blood pressure every other day at Walgreen's. It was normal...almost nearly normal. I was in bed, enjoying the pills and thinking I'd call the dentist office tomorrow from work. As soon as I formed that thought, my phone rang. Oh fuck it...It was late and I was on a cloud. It stopped ringing but then started again thirty seconds later. "Hello?" "Did I wake you?" "What? Not really. Who is this?" "It's Mark. Mark Manning -- your dentist." "Oh Hi. I was going to call your office tomorrow. My blood pressure is way lower now." "Excellent! We can fix your teeth now. Schedule an appointment tomorrow morning. I assume you want to be konked out for the first round." "Oh yeah. Do I get extra gas or something?" "That...and we give you heavy-duty pills. Your insurance won't cover the gas or the meds, so it'll set you back several hundred bucks." "Mark?" "Yes?" His voice was deep and sultry. "What time is it?" "Not so late. I just wanted to check on you. I assumed you were doing well...checking your blood pressure at that pharmacy multiple times." What? How did he know? "Yeah. I don't feel as coiled now, but I sleep more than I ever did." "Good! Sleep is healing. It'll help you keep looking so young." I smiled in the darkness, and my dick shifted in my boxers. "I need to sleep now, Doc. I'll call the office in the morning." "You better...I'll keep checking. Good night, kid." Damn. He was one attentive dentist. Was his business doing bad and he needed to get more patients? No. I somehow knew what was going on. The Xanax was dragging me down into sleep. I remember in my early weed-smoking days, that I used to imagine that our reality as very layered. I'd lie in bed and go deeper through the levels. I was going way deep under the waking reality, thinking of this Dr. Manning. I called from work the next day and spoke to that pleasant front desk woman. "We've been expecting you call, Vince. Do you have a pen and paper near you? There are instructions to follow.Ready?" "Yeah." "OK. You first need to come get the sedation pills here at the office. They'll be here this afternoon. Can you come by before 6?" "I'll be there." "Good. Now, you can't drive here yourself for the appointment. Do you know someone who can bring you? We have a deal with a taxi service. Dr. Manning said he'd even drive you here himself." My friend and neighbor, Ernie was a retired man and never did anything but fuss around his garden. It was almost Winter now, so he stayed on the couch and watched "Law and Order". For hours. He was a buddy and always bringing me tomatoes and radishes. "I have somebody to drive me." "Okay. If I'm not there when you get the pills today. Just take them as directed. Do you have an Ipod or something like that? Some patients like to hear music." "Yes. I have one." "Wear loose clothing -- like sweats or something. You have to probably take two days off of work. Are you able to do that?" "Yes." I had so much vacation saved up because I never went anywhere. Or did anything. "Good enough. See you this afternoon...or Jemma will. My day is in flux because my daughter is sick." "Sorry. Hope she feels better soon." "Thanks. Have a good day." I had meetings all morning. My phone was blinking with multiple messages. You can guess who they were from. Dr. Manning himself. I knew his voice so well. "Glad you called. How's work?" beep "What time are you coming in today? I'll try to be there to say 'hi'" beep "Are you ever in your office?" beep It occurred to me that this guy was not very professional. Did I mind? Fuck no. I think he and I had something. But what? He was older and divorced and my dentist. I decided I'd go along for the ride. I picked up the little plastic package of 400 dollar pills. Mark wasn't there. The front desk lady told me he wanted to schedule me for Saturday morning. That was fine because Old Ernie got up at the crack of dawn to rake or fill his bird feeders every Saturday. The Friday evening before my appointment, Ernie called to tell me that his daughter had been in a car accident. She'd be okay, but would have to spend the next few days in the hospital. She was about 200 miles from us, and he needed to leave tonight to visit her. I ran through a list of names of people I could call to get up early on a Saturday and take me to the dentist. I hated annoying people. I'd call and schedule a taxi, but needed to find a number. Shit. People had tougher lives than me and coped somehow. I only had a short time to figure out a plan. As I started my usual period of panic, the phone rang. "Hello?" "Nervous? You need to take that yellow pill pretty soon so you can get some sleep. It's the smallest one." "Mark?" "Yeah. Sorry. I was worried about you. It will be totally fine and easy tomorrow. Take the pill now...while we're talking. You need to be rested." "Now?" "Yep. I went by your house after work today and saw your neighbor guy put suitcases in his car. Is all that all for you?" "No. His daughter was in a wreck and he had to travel. What's the name of the taxi service you office uses?" "Don't bother.U'll pick you up at 8:30. You need to take the biggest pill an hour ahead of time. So get up at 7:15 and take it. It's supposed to be cold. Wear sweats if you have them." "Thanks, Doc." "My pleasure. You took the night pill, right?" "Just now." "OK. Good. Get ready for bed...you'll be crashing soon. Are you on a cell? Can we talk while you're in bed?" "Sure. Can you hold while I get undressed and settled in?" I put the phone down and left my clothes on the floor. I went about my usual nighttime routine. I turned on the TV and muted it. I kept it on a jewelry shopping network as I fell asleep. Something about those glittering gemstones was hypnotic. I got under the covers. "Mark? You there?" "Yeah. Just listening to you. Your breathing is getting heavy -- which means you'll be sleeping soon. How do you feel?" "Wonderful. Like...just...wonderful." "That's my boy!" "How. Why? I mean..do you do this for all your patients?" "Not really, but you're a friend of mine...I make exceptions for good friends." "Oh. OK." We were friends all the sudden? GOOD friends? I guess it was true if he was saying it. "Kiddo? Are you sleeping?? What do you wear when you sleep?" "Huh? Just underwear. Why?" "Describe them a little. What color? What style?" "Yup." I felt like I was dreaming. "OK. I'll call you early to make sure you're up." "Absolutely." And then I slipped away. Dreams were waiting. I slept so well and only woke up when the phone rang. They'd call back when I got done exploring heaven. "WAKE UP!" "No! Stop! I ..." Dr. Manning was there in my bedroom, standing over me. How the fuck did he get in here?? "You need to wake up a little. We're running late, Vince. Damn! I should have factored in your pain pills and Xanax. This is my fault. Take this now and I'll give you the last one when we get there. Might as well take it with a beer. Coffee will only make you tense." It was weird to taste beer while I was still half-asleep, but whatever. He helped get me dressed -- which I'd have found really awkward if I would have been fully awake. I washed my face, brushed my teeth and put on a ball cap. "I'm ready." "Here's your coat...it's super cold this morning." His fancy sports car looked out of place in my crummy driveway. The air smelled like snow. "Nice car, Matt." The seat was so comfortable. He chuckled. "It's 'Mark', buddy. You want some music?" "Oh shit! I forgot my ipod." "I've got a portable CD player in the office. We really don't have time to go back now." "And my wallet. I forgot that too." "No problem. We'll send you a bill. Just don't worry anymore. You are the most person I've ever met. Now, do you want music or not?" "Yeah. Christmas music." I must have been feeling the effects because I normally hated holiday songs. This town had at least two radio stations that played only carols this time of year. Mark found one of them and festive tunes washed over us. His audio system was amazing. Maybe I nodded off a little. I just felt so, so perfect. "OK. We're not all that late. Lois is already here though." Who was talking? Oh. I woke up a little. I thought I'd forgotten my coat too, but I was wearing it. Mark helped me walk to the office building like I was feeble or something. My memory gets a little spotty from there. "So...what now?" I was in the warm waiting room, and no one else seemed to be around. "Take this. It'll be a short wait. I guess I should say "good bye" now because you won't remember much for the next five or six hours." "OK, Mom." He laughed and then left me alone. I could have dozed off right then, but I fought it. Why would I want to sleep through this perfect feeling? I made myself be aware for as I could. It's like when you reach that perfect buzz while drinking...remember what you can because you'll ultimately be sick. I was reclined in the dentist chair and Lois had the little CD player ready for me. "What kind of music do you like?" "Alternative." She stared blankly. I was unable to explain that any further. She was probably a Garth Brooks fan. A minute later she came back with an Oasis CD. "That's perfect," I said even though I'd always been lukewarm on that band. They had a few hits. So much for trying to remember everything...it was mostly a blank from then on. I remember that the music was better than any music I'd ever heard. And then...a huge blank. While I was out, three wisdom teeth were removed and a crown out in. I felt none of it. I do remember that I needed to pee really bad...and I had a stomach cramp. At some point. I was sitting on a toilet. As much as I needed to pee, I needed to poop more. My ass was sore. It was like a raw sunburn feeling. I guess all the meds were having a side effect. The process took forever. I might have been in there too long because the door opened. "You OK?" It was Mark. I pulled my shirt down a little to cover my stuff. "Yeah. Just slow." "OK. I'll be right outside if you need something." Then there was a bunch of blank space. It was sometime in the evening when I slowly came out of the haze. I was in bed. I never knew my mattress was this comfortable. I might have snoozed another hour before I returned to the world. I thought it was weird that my jaws and my mouth didn't hurt at all. My ass was still sore though. It took a confusing few seconds before I realized I was not in my own bedroom. It was a nice, spacious bedroom with fancy decor. Huh? I was suddenly sure of where I was...Dr. Manning's house. Probably. I didn't trust my brain too much right then. There were dried blood droplets in my underwear...and then I knew. I knew he'd fucked me at some point. I was no virgin. I'd been fucked by my first boyfriend/mentor. He'd been a safe sex fanatic and we used condoms always. After the first time, my ass felt a lot like it did now. The pieces were starting to come together, and I somehow didn't mind too much. Mark had taken advantage of my coma-like state and gotten his rocks off. With a condom? I doubted it. I decided to compose myself and get dressed. My folded sweats and shoes were all placed nicely in the bedroom. I was ready to see what other weird shit the day (or night) had in store. I took a breath and walked out the door. I could hear a TV and followed the sound. There was Mark, wearing only a pajama bottoms. His bare feet were propped up on top of a coffee table that probably cost as much as my car. His bare torso was covered with fur and he was smoking a joint. "Hey! Have a good nap?" "Yeah. Are we...why did you bring me here?" "I just wanted to make sure you had someone near to take care of you. How are you feeling?" "Not bad. Good, actually." I was holding my cards close to my vest. It would do me no good to start accusing him of rape. Not yet. "Well, the worst is over. Don't touch your gums. I'd offer you a hit, but you need to not suck anything for a day. The suction might open the wounds in your mouth. Wanna shotgun?" "What's that?" I knew what it was. My God, his body was so sexy. "Come sit. I'll take a hit and blow it directly into your mouth." So we did that a few times. His warm lips on mine felt so nice...and familiar somehow. He kept urging me to take more and more "shotguns". Eventually we were just kissing with no smoke involved. OK, this was happening. I was overwhelmed with a bunch of thoughts fighting each other. He pulled away and stood up. "You hungry? I made made some mashed potatoes with green onions and cream. It won't hurt your mouth to eat it." "Cool. Thanks, Mark." "I'd bring you a beer, but you can't have anything carbonated for another twelve hours. Want some wine?" "Sure. I'll have some if you do." He wasn't the only one with devious plans in his head. "Already started without you. It's almost 9 at night, Vince." "Wow." No way. I'd lost most of my Saturday. He brought me an overfull glass of red wine. "Do you remember anything that happened?" I chose my words. "I think I sort of remember Lois taking me to the bathroom." "Nope. That was me. I sent Lois home as soon as you were prepped. It was just us for three hours. I only open the office on weekends for long procedures...like yours." He put down a plate of the promised mashed potatoes. It was not bad, but my stomach fought it. I could not eat any more without gagging, so I just sipped the wine. It was probably really expensive, but I had no knowledge of wines. It was just fruity booze to me. There was a college football game on his super TV. I gave no shits about NCAA football because my college team was always awful. "Can we watch something else, Mark?" I wondered if he'd put on some gay porn. But no. He found the old version of "Little Women" on a classic movie channel. It was the black and white one with that famous actress as a younger gal. Hepburn? "They always show this around the holidays. Like this?" "Yeah. I loved the novel as a kid. I got fun of for walking around with a 'girl's book'. Can we do some more shotgunning?" "I was just about to ask you that!" He brought out a very nice bong and fired it up. "We need to go slow, Babe. This medical grade." He took a major hit and exhaled directly into my mouth. His lips...my God...I wanted to kiss him forever. "Okay. Let that sink in for a bit and watch the story." Oh fuck the March sisters -- just keep kissing me, Dr. Rapist! I nodded and finished the wine that he kept refilling. I was so wasted suddenly. We dropped all pretext and just started kissing like lovers. I let my hand rest on his crotch which was growing. I could have just laid my cards on the table...I could have just confessed that I knew what he'd done to me today. He was an enthusiastic kisser and I was rock hard in my sweats. "One more hour and then you need to rest...you've had a big day." "I don't feel sleepy at all. Well, a little bit maybe." "Yeah, but your mouth will start hurting soon. It'll wake you up in the middle of the night. Let me give you a few pills to prevent that." He got up with an obvious boner and left the room. Damn. It's like he wanted me drugged all the time. No discussion about the kissing or my hand on his dick. I'd play along...it was Saturday night after all. I think it was. I took the tablets he handed me. I couldn't help but notice how clean and well-groomed his fingers were. One of the Little Women was sick and dying. I used to know all their names. "Were those sleeping pills or pain pills?" "Both." Damn. He was going to continue this ruse with a guy who was smart enough to figure things out. Or maybe he knew that I knew. That would another level to this game we seemed to be playing. We shotgunned and drank more as I got drowsier and more into that next world he wanted me in. Right about the time I was going to ask Mark a question, I slipped away. Blackness and mist. The only thing I remember is being in that excellent bed again. I also kind of remember being naked and feeling my neck kissed, but that might have been a dream. The morning crept around his thick, luxurious drapes...and I was alone again. My butt ached again, but not as bad. It was also a little damp. He'd done it again! If only he knew how much I'd have been willing to fuck with no impairment. "Breakfast!," He called from behind the door. "Take a quick shower. I washed your sweats and left you a clean towel." I cleansed and fixed my hair up a little. He left me the washed sweats but no underwear or socks. I was a little hungover. OK...I was his plaything, but he didn't seem to realize that I was willing. No drugs needed. I would have to say something...soon. I had to work tomorrow and, while this had been adventure, it was a little tiresome to appear stupid. I guess my shoes were still by the couch, so I just went into the kitchen barefoot. He was fussing around with the stove. "Good morning." "Hello! How's the mouth?" "No pain. You're good at your job, Mark." Boy was he ever. "Aw. Thanks. Always nice to hear that. I made French toast. It's probably not going to hurt your gums now." We sat at his kitchen table and ate. My mom never made French toast, and so this was new to me. Sweeter food than I liked in the mornings, but....but Mark made it for me. I was becoming infatuated with him and his devious ways. "I'm not wearing underwear... feels odd." "I'm not either. All that is in the drier. I have a housekeeper who comes in three times a week. She's coming tomorrow morning. I'll let Rosa clean all this up." "I can't believe the whole weekend is over. They close down my office building from Christmas Eve until after New Year's. That's coming up and I can't wait." He smiled and started lighting the bong again. Dang. For a doctor, he smoked a lot of weed. "What do you do for Christmas, Vince?" "Usually go visit my parents, but I don't know if I can handle it this year. They are decent people, but so religious and nagging. My dad and I tend to argue." "Same here. Did I tell you I was raised a Mormon?" "No way." He'd lost his place in Mormon heaven a long time ago. "Yeah. I just hang out with friends on Christmas...good friends like you." Whoa. It was time to say something. Apparently this man equated drugged rape with friendship. "Mark...I need to tell you something." He leaned over and exhaled a giant weed cloud into my mouth. I kepi my mouth where it was and we passionately kissed for a full minute. "What?" "Nothing...I ...I just think I'm falling for you." I'd chickened out. "About time. I was waiting to hear that. I should tell you a few things first." Here it comes. "I've loved you from the minute you walked into my office...and I got carried away. I followed you and googled you. I know so much." "Is that it? What about admitting you raped me twice while I was drugged?" Silence hung thick in the air. He shifted and looked at the ceiling. "Three times. I fucked you three times in the past 24 hours. Are you mad?" "Let's just say I figured it out. But, why? I would have said 'yes' with no drugs involved." "It's my thing. I love fucking passed-out men. Maybe it's a self-esteem thing, but I am too awkward when the other guy is fully awake." "But you are gorgeous. You don't need to drug people. I really want to have sex with you and remember it...see things, feel things." "I know. I want to do that too...but it might take some time, okay?" My boner was completely gone. His fetish was helpless, unconscious guys. That was not a good thing any way you looked at it. "Did you at least put a condom on?" Silence. "No. That's my other thing...I like to go in bare, make my seed count. I most likely don't have anything if that's what you're worried about." "OK. I should probably go home now. I don't even know if I'm mad or not, and I need some time alone right now." He nodded and went to retrieve the rest of my clothes from the dryer. I just held the socks and underwear and stood by the front door. "Let me get some shoes and a coat. I'll be right back. The garage door is at the far left end of the kitchen." I went there and kept my expression neutral. I wanted to keep guessing what I was thinking. I could report Mark and get him arrested, but that wasn't anything I wanted to do. I could just get another dentist, but I liked him still. Still. Even after everything. Didn't we all have a weird desire or two? He was so handsome and so smart...friendly. I'd figure it out somehow. I've learned over time that the brain is more trustworthy than the heart. He drove me home. I was amazed at how such a nice neighborhood could be so close to my plain one. He had the Christmas music station on again, and it was playing probably my favorite song with my favorite verse: "...from now on, your troubles will be out of sight." "I know this probably isn't a good time, but you still need to get a few fillings. If we do it now, you can avoid getting more crowns. Just saying. If you want to go to a different dentist, I can refer you to somebody. A woman if you want." "No. It's okay. Later this week, maybe." "This week would be best. Will you call me?" "I will." We got to my place and barely said good-bye. I just needed to be in a safe place with the door locked and the blinds drawn. Ernie was still gone. The inside of my house seemed foreign, and I wished I had a dog. Or a cat. I never realized how lonely my life was. Oh well. I needed a good friend to call, but it was a weird afternoon hour on a Sunday. Everybody would be deep into football and drinking and chicken wings and talking. No thanks. I just took an extra long shower and dressed like I was ready for bed. I turned on the TV, but was careful to avoid seeing that creepy "60 Minutes" clock ticking away. I found "Scrooged" on a lame channel and watched that. It was such a mean-spirited movie, but the ending was supremely uplifting. Time for a pill. Dr. Manning had given me so many extra tranquilizers that I could afford to splurge a little now. I settled on the couch and imagined I had a big, furry cat on my lap. Of course I dozed and barely remember watching the movie. What WAS that actress's name? I used to know it. It was almost 10 PM when the phone rang. I knew who it would be. "Hello?" "Hi, Vince. How are you?" "I was just relaxing for a bit. Let me grab a diet coke...hold on. OK. What's up, Mark?" "I made some calls...I don't want to tell you too much now, but it would be good if we could do your fillings on Wednesday. And then take the rest of the day off. Maybe Thursday too. No...definitely. Can you take two days off?" "Oh sure. I've got a crazy amount of vacation time saved up." "Perfect. I've got you scheduled for 10 AM on the 14th. You don't need any pills for this. I'll give you a valium when you arrive, and have the gas and Oasis ready!" I was smiling. "Sounds great." "I won't keep you, but what's in your head right now?" "Not much right now. I do know that I want to see you again. Just please understand that I want to be with you when I'm awake." "I know. I understand. We will as soon as your appointment is over. OK?" "Great." "Get some sleep...and don't forget to tell your boss you are taking two days off. I'll remind you." I slept so soundly that night -- even though it felt like I had already slept forever. I was pretty much useless at work the next day. Between my brain fog and conflicting thoughts about this new man I loved, it was all I could do to remember to eat lunch. Tuesday was only slightly better. The night before the appointment, I took a pill and dozed off on the couch while some old movie with fake snow played. The phone rang a few times, but I knew it was Mark. Him. My man. Was it love? Maybe. I came to the dental office early. It was nice to see the waiting room full of people. I picked up a random magazine and perused it like I was interested in the material. They needed a TV here. Lois came out... "Vince? You're next. Follow me, please." I could swear she had a slight smirk on her face.I settled into that great chair and waited while she came back with a pill and the CD player. "Take this now...the doctor will be in soon." She fussed around with the tank of happy gas and then left. Lois must know what's what. Whatever...I'd just enjoy the pill and close my eyes. None of that was my problem anymore. Half dreams in shades of blue and gray. Then the mask was over my nose and the headphones were on my ears. "Ready? Just breathe for a few minutes. Oasis is waiting for you." Mark. And Lois, of course. She was right there. One of them hit the play button and cranked the volume way up. I happily opened my mouth and was ready for this. I knew he was shooting some of that numbing stuff into my gums, but it felt fine. No complaints. There was a line in one of the songs playing I'd heard before: "Slip inside the eye of your mind, Don't you know that you might find a better place to play" Nice. I'd meditate on that wisdom for a little while. I'd probably retire in twenty years or so. I would just plan on listening to music while breathing in this gas. Maybe I'd even get a dentist's chair. And live somewhere it never got cold....and have a cat. A big tabby tom. I would be fine. I stayed in that blissful place until the mask was taken off of me and the music was rudely removed from my ears. It was over. Damn. Who the hell even knew what time it was? "OK, buddy. Wake up a little and we're good to go. Lois, go get him a bottle of water, please." He stood right next to me as I opened my eyes. "Look real quick." He pulled his cock out the dress slacks he was wearing and flashed me a quick few seconds. He'd adjusted himself by the time she came back with my water. Cool. I was okay with everything. "Vince? Can you get up? We're done." "It's fine. I can just drive on top of traffic going home. Nobody else will think of it." "Uh oh. Looks like I need to drive you home. Luckily, I'm off the rest of the day.And tomorrow. I'm leaving town. Lois, I'll be in on Friday. Make sure you give Jemma that folder." We were walking out to the parking lot. "You're leaving town?" "Only metaphorically. I'm going to take you to a party now." Oh god. I was afraid he was going to take me to some bar where everybody would be drinking and talking. I didn't want that. There was his beautiful car that he helped me inside of. As I settled into the luxurious seat, it occurred to me that I had been given something stronger than just a valium. We were driving. The trees were bare. "Mark? That wasn't a regular valium you gave me, was it??" "No. But you were awake the whole time. I'm taking steps, Vince. I'm trying." "Lois knows about you?" "Shit. You are too smart, kid. She's the sister of Bill -- your doctor. He's partying with us tonight. You like him, right?" "Yeah. He seems too straight-laced to party. He's like a doctor from a Norman Rockwell painting." Mark chuckled. "This will be fun. We're both going to get what we want." We pulled into his garage and I was strangely more awake than I had been in the last ten minutes. My god - everything was so clean and organized. His life was so neat and tidy. I could hear loud music already. I was almost sure it was New Order. I had that CD. I figured it would be a bunch of people, but no. It was just Bill in his boxer shorts. He was so pale and skinny and hairless. "Hey! How's our patient?" "A little sleepy -- I'm gonna get him some coffee." "No. I'll take a beer though. Hi Doc. My blood pressure is normal now." I looked him over. He was around Mark's age and usually wore glasses. He had red hair which I'd never found attractive until just now. "Good. But you never call. Check the appointment card I gave you last time -- I wrote my home number on the back." Huh? I never even checked the back. I just wrote the date down on my calendar and threw the card away. "Sorry. I didn't know that. You have my number, though." "Definitely." Mark came back with a bottle of beer that was probably expensive. Everything about him was top shelf. "Damn, Bill. You made yourself right at home, didn't you? We're going to ease Vince into this." Ease me into what? That's when I saw the syringe on the coffee table. Fucking hell. "What's in that needle?" They were both silent. "I thought you said he'd be ready to party, Mark." "It's okay, kid. You have two doctors here. Nothing bad will happen." Dr. Bill shook his head slightly. "That wasn't what I asked." I wasn't about to shoot up drugs... "It's like a fun version of vitamin B-12." Bill had an obvious hard-on under his boxers. He was playful and devious. "Take your clothes off." I looked to Mark with questions in my eyes. "I won't let anything bad happen to you, Vince. You believe me don't you?" I mostly did. I just stripped down to my underwear and waited. "Let me change the music to something a little more mellow." Bill went and adjusted the stereo. "He is like my brother and I love him, but he's a little flaky. I'll protect you." I finished the beer and relaxed on the couch. Carol King was singing about clouds in her coffee. What the hell did that mean? "Get him one more beer...I don't want him all nervous for this." "Want another one, Vince? I picked up some diet coke if you'd rather have that...I can mix some Wild Turkey in it." "Sure. Yeah." Bill was sitting next to me, really close. It's funny the weird twists and turns your life can take if you don't pay attention. My doctor and I talked about the music. He loved the 70's tunes which I did not. To me, it was rewarmed 60's until disco showed up. "Turn it down a little, ass. This is not the club." Mark gave me the coke mixed with a generous amount of whatever kind of liquor Wild Turkey was. It killed the carbonation, but I wasn't about to complain. He changed the CD and Madonna started her beautiful, slutty singing. OK. Much better. "Don't be a mom, Mark. He's an adult. Let's start this party! Who's first?" Bill was radiating a hunger. "You. You're eager and I need you to shut up a little." Mark put his hairy arm around me. I don't remember him getting stripped down to his jockey shorts. "Bitch." Bill thumped his inner arm and plunged the syringe into a vein. "See? It's easy. Doesn't even hurt." He was done. I watched his face. He looked happy and relaxed. He didn't pass out or go crazy. "Vince is next. Doctor's orders." OK. He fussed around in his duffel bag and rejoined the 'party'. It felt like Mark was holding me even closer. "It's seriously going to be fine. You'll feel much better soon." Bill sat next to me gently pulled my right arm straight out in front of me. "I am so good at finding veins. Back in college, I could practically find them with my eyes closed." And then the needle pierced my skin with almost no pain. I felt more pressure as he plunged the drug into me. I didn't even ask if it was a new needle or the same one Bill had used. I also never asked what exactly I was taking. Too late now. "How soon do I feel it?" "By the time Mark is dosed, you'll be doing real fine." "But what IS it?" "My own private mix. A little of this, a little of that. Nothing too heavy-duty." I must have missed seeing Mark shoot up because he passed and empty syringe to Bill. So we were all on drugs now. I waited. It wasn't long before I started to cough. It didn't last long, but my heart was racing. Speed? It might have been, but was like a record played at a lower speed. Bill and Mark were both fully naked now and stroking their boners. I was naked too. "Who took off my underwear?" "You did," they answered in unison. I also had an erection. Mark's cock was longer, but Bill's was fatter...the both looked beautiful and I wanted to suck them both at once. And then a dick was in my lips. The grunting voice was Bill's. "Shit! You trained him good, Mark. He's a pro. I'm gonna cum! I should have fucked you first, Vince...but...but I AHH!" A thick lotion-like fluid flooded my mouth and dripped down my throat. None of this was enough...I wanted him to shoot again. "Wow! I've been needing a blow-job like that for months." Mark impatiently prodded his naked meat into the back of my neck. I turned around and gratefully took his shaft all the way. I might have gagged a little, but there was no way I'd let that stop me. I let my fingers wander up and down his furry ass as it thrust. I was born to do this very thing. "Stop. I need to pee really bad. We can continue in a little bit. You probably need something to drink. Want another special coke? I'll get it." I never got a chance to tell him I'd drink his pee too. I really would have. He walked away, with his hard dick bobbing up and down like a toy. The music was something different now. I didn't recognize it, but like it. Mark came back with my "special" coke, and then padded away to use the bathroom. It occurred to me that he might have mixed something else besides booze in it. No worries. "Hey. Take this -- it'll help prolong the fun." He handed me a tiny white pill and I swallowed it with no hesitation. And then he kissed me quickly. "If it doesn't work out with the dentist, you can give me a shot." I wanted to give the whole world a shot right then. I wanted cocks and cum and everything. I wanted the fun to continue, but tried to keep cool. I'd never been so horny in my life. "You leveling off a little, Vince?" He stretched out and I took careful note of how long and lean his legs were. And hairy! Whatever I was on, I followed my instincts with no question. I was sucking on Mark's fat toes before I knew it. He curled and uncurled them while they were in my mouth. "Wow. That feels nice." "You lucky bastard. He's into feet. I haven't had mine touched since I dated Dennis. You got yourself a keeper, buddy." I took the hint and worked on Bill's feet next. I never imagined I'd be doing such things, but I'd lost control. They both had straining hard-ons at that point. "Let's fuck him. He's super horny." Mark took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. "Are you ready? Can you think now? Bill, you didn't give him anything else, did you? His pupils are super big." "No. I swear." (lie) The next thing I remember was lying in Mark's great bed with nakedness all around me. Arms, legs, hands. My legs were straight up in the air and a pillow was under my ass. Bill's not-quite handsome face was directly over mine. "So I hear your ass is pretty tight. Don't relax too much...I want to drill you so deeply. Like the idea?" I liked anything and everything right then. I wondered if Mark was watching this and having second thoughts about me. I guess I was cheating on him already. I worried up until the point the doctor's dick went directly inside of me. There was an explosion of pain and surreal pleasure. I might have made a noise...no idea. I imagined his dick as a red-hot iron pole poking my guts and destroying everything it touched. He was relentless with the pounding. "Yeah. You are exactly as promised, Vince. Almost time for your reward...it's ...oh shit...TAKE IT!" He came and I could feel the heartbeat in his penis. The deed was done. 'Dammit, Bill. You gave him something. His breathing is way too slow. Vince?" "Just a little party favor. Nothing too strong." "Get out! I'm going to refer him to another doctor...you can't be trusted. Take your shit and leave." There was movement and cussing and arguing. I was alone in bed and thinking this was all my fault. It was fun, and I messed it up. Mark came in and turned on a bright light."Look at me." I thought he was going to yell at me now. "Just give me a minute...I need to sleep now." "OK. Good idea. I'm going to watch you for awhile. Turn on your right side and breathe...deep as you can." So I did. At some point, the room got darker. I was keenly aware that I was being watched, but the dreams came on anyway. Boring dreams of nothing special. The next thing I knew, it was morning. I was all by myself in the big bed. I scanned the shameful memories and cringed. The clothes I was wearing the previous day were right there for me to slip into. I felt so guilty of so many things. I went to the bathroom. I needed to face the Mark Music now. He was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. "Good morning, cutie!" He was in a bathrobe and didn't seem mad at all. "I'm so sorry. I think we overdid it just a little. Or a lot." "No. I'm sorry you had to see me with Bill. I wanted to be with you instead...I just..." "Shhh. Don't think about him. He's on my shit list. Let's eat and then we can do whatever you want. No drugs." We ate and and then stepped outside briefly because I wanted fresh oxygen. I was mostly myself as we had sex in his bed. He was tender but passionate. It didn't take him long to cum the first time. Or the second time. We made love most of the day. He'd given me what I'd wanted. At last.

I've been chatting with a guy for the last couple weeks. He's on the dl and said he had a14 inch dick. Well, we finally met last night. He's about 5'11", muscular, African-American. I told him when he came in that I'll be his bitch and do whatever he said. As soon as the door closes behind him, he told me to strip so he could check me out. I did and he looked me over. When he had finished he simply said to lean over the bed. I heard him undress, and he started fingering my boy pussy. Knowing how big he was, I had tried to attach myself open, but even with that and a bottle of lube, it took over 2 hours of him working on me for him to get balls deep.when he finally opened me up, he went to town. Idk how long he fucked me, but it was amazing. And when he filled my guts with his seed, I was in the closest thing to heaven I could imagine. I, like a proper bottom should, went to clean off his massive tool. And he started fucking my face. I took as much as I can and he came again! I swallowed as much as I could and collapsed on the bed. Cum was leaking out both my openings ava I was drunk on it. He showered and left. I can't wait until the next time!

Last night, in La Guardia, before boarding a flight to Miami. Walked into the men’s room and catch the eyes of a flight attendant who gave me “the look”. I went to a stall near him, stroked my cock, and glanced at him. He moved to a stall in the busy bathroom and I followed when the coast was clear. Dropped his load in me in two minutes flat. Had a nice PA and I kept his cum in me the whole flight.

Part Five: The Weight Was Worth It ************************************************ My eyes continued to bring this new arrival into focus and I examined what was obviously about to become a twisted new player in this turn of events. He stood there, wasted just as much as my gifter, thin and boney, clearly older, marked with the same display of blotchy lesions and a thick cut cock pointing straight out in front of him. A large barbell piercing lodged in his cut head, his cock obviously thicker than my gifter's, but without the oversized head. In fact, his head was more or less a small triangle that quickly reached it's maximum width as it blended into the shaft. His erect weapon appeared to be ever so slightly shorter in length, but this time there would be no respite for my ass ring once he was inside me as his shaft maintained its thickness the entire way to his crotch. The piercing clearly had some heft as, despite being fully erect, his cock seemed "head heavy", quite a feat considering the head was just a minor part of him. The barbell was parallel to his cock, with the front ball angled downward from his piss slit, and the rear ball clearly visible on the underside of where his head met shaft. He began to move forward toward the bed. "He's quite the noise maker. Good thing no one lives nearby. Mmmm, quite a looker too. What's your name boy?" My name? It was then I realized that not since the first blink of my phones notification light had I or the man still lodged in me ever exchanged names; my ass wasn't just full of his cum, it was full of anonymous AIDS. And now it was time to put names to faces. My raspy voice from my now very dry throat forced out a reply. "Cameron." "That's a great name. I'm Tom. You've clearly already met Gary." Clearly. "Sounds like you two have been having quite the night. It was the hottest thing I've seen, watching the two of you fuck standing up downstairs." He had been watching us? What the fuck? I had neither seen nor heard hint of a voyeur in the room, but he definitely knew what we had been up to. On cue, Gary--I now had a name for the man who possessed ever inch of my torn, battered, bleeding, and coated rectum--joined in the conversation. "That's right boy, Tom and I enjoy watching each other. It's why we always keep the room dark, so no one notices the other one of us off to the side. And then, if and when we've moved ourselves upstairs, two becomes three, assuming our guest hasn't already called it quits." "And with Gary's wrecking piece, you can understand how often I never get the opportunity to join in. Rarely can an ass survive his first assault, much less take him back inside for a second." Listening to Gary and then Tom was twisting my mind; they were a team, working to tag men. And if Tom's lesions were any indication, he probably carried as potent a virus as his teammate. Again, Gary's mind seemed to read mine. "And for those who make it past me and can still accept Tom in, his piercing brings with it the guarantee that your insides will be torn sufficiently to allow our lethal loads entry into your inner being. Are you ready to take this final step?" I felt his definitely soft but still sizeable head begin tugging against my outer ring as he started pulling back, clearly ready to exit my ass and make way for the metalic intruder that was now pointing over the edge of the bed, right toward my face. The pressure built, not painfully so as it had before, and then I felt a pop as my ass right suddenly opened to expel the hooded demon that had wrecked it just moments ago. He half-slid, half-rolled himself off the end of the bed, as Tom crawled forward to take his place, his cock clearly ready to destroy whatever resistance my ass muscles could still muster. I took a moment to examine him. Yes, he was definitely older, perhaps late 50s to early 60s, short white hair, a white beard, and a dusting of white chest hair on a body covered by dark, leathery skin. He had that look of being overtanned a few too many times, and stretch marks told me that once upon a time he was quite muscular, until that muscle mass had wasted away, leaving stretched and wrinkled skin and lesions behind. His thighs still had a little muscle mass, though they now served more to accent the bulging vascular features, his veins clearly popping. His penis though, as had Gary's, seemed untouched by his wasting; it was thick, solid, and definitely engorged, no doubt at the site of what had to be my gaping, wrecked ass. He moved forward slightly, his head aimed toward my hole which was still elevated by the pillow beneath me. I felt the cold metal of the front ball of his piercing arrive first as it lodged itself inside the opening presented to it. There was no resistance as it popped inside, bringing his head forward to make skin-on-skin contact. I felt my ass open just slightly as the tip of his head moved inside just far enough to bring the second ball to rest on the skin surrounding my ring. I knew he wanted me to feel his augment, his enhancement, before it moved inside. "Have you ever had a pierced cock inside you boy?" It was Gary speaking; Tom's eyes were rolling back into his head, the warmth of my hole clearly already setting his mind to task. "No." "You are in for quite a treat. The back ball is right where his cock reaches full thickness to force it into the soft walls of your ass. It will scratch and abrade you, opening paths to your inner sanctum for our cum to continue converting you." "Oh fuuuuck." It was all I could manage to say as my head fell back against the bed again. The pressure against my ass again built, but this was already a bit painful. Where Gary had lubricated me with his tongue and precum before his entrance, I was now dry outside and Tom clearly did not leak those ass-preparing juices in sufficient quantities, if at all. He continued to push forward as my ass ring painfully expanded to give him entrance, the bottom of my ring being pushed inward by the second ball seeking to join his brother inside me; I had no doubt it was going to hurt when it busted its way in. And boy was I right. Suddenly my ass gave way and the second ball broke through and his shaft suddenly slide a good inch inside as my hole pushed out slightly, attempting to reestablish normal position. As if. God he was thick; where my ass had found relief after Gary's head gave way to a more tolerably thick shaft, Tom's rigid tool wouldn't give me that moment to breathe. This painful, stretched-out feeling was going to be constant. My eyes clamped shut as he continued to move forward, his dry shaft pulling my ass ring inward as he agonizingly forced himself inside. "You're doing well boy, I'm halfway there." "Ooooooh." It was like a moan, groan, and gasp all in one. His steady push forward continued, the second ball clearly pressing itself into me as it slowly inched internally, until I felt the hint of pubic hairs begin tickling my ass while simultaneously feeling his first ball pass though my inner sphincter and the second ball slide against it. He never stopped, pushing forward as I felt my inner block give way and his metalic insert fully embed itself in my inner core. His balls came to rest against my ass as his long, dry shaft kept me fully expanded. Despite the pain, this feeling of metal inside me, pushing outward, digging in while all the while scraping and gouging my soft tissues was something I had never experienced before. It was a sensation like no other and no matter how excrutiatingly full I felt I was determined to enjoy this. And while his cock alone would have been more than enough to fill me and inseminate me, after playing so many times with unpierced cocks I had clearly already decided that the "weight" was worth it.

The bull took a hold of my tank top and tore it almost completely down the back. As the tattered shirt fell off my shoulders, he turned around, pressing me against the couch and clamped his mouth over one of my nipples. He began to suck and bite it making me whimper and moan. My dick was rock hard now as my shirt fell to the floor around my feet. His fingers found my other nipple and he flicked and scraped it with his fingernail as he continued to service my other pec. I clawed the back of his head and his broad back, needing the attention his mouth was giving. He came up for air and I looked down at my left nipple swollen, wet, and beat red. It seriously looked like one of my girlfriend’s nipples and that was the first time I realized the degree to which he was going to emasculate me. He snarled at me, “Just like a girl, likes to get his tits worked, huh?” I shamefully whispered back, “Yes.” He slapped my face and corrected me, “Yes, Sir.” At first I was taken aback, my cheek stinging and a bit angry, but when I looked back at his steely gaze, I knew I had deserved the slap for being such a sissy boy. “Yes, Sir,” I exhaled, trying strangely to please him. Instead, he spat a huge wad of saliva that splattered on my mouth, nose, and cheek, and then bit his teeth onto my other nipple, smearing the spit all over my face with one of his hands. As he chewed on my swelling nipple, one his hand roughly opened my legs, assuring me that there would be no asking this afternoon, no choices, no gentle nudges. He was intent on owning my body and using my holes as he saw fit. I felt like a whore, obligated to let him do what he wanted for a price. The price being $20. That’s what my ass and mouth were worth, my dignity, my manhood. And my father had determined the price. His hand reached between my muscled thighs and found my asshole, still slick with his spit. He nuzzled his fingers between my cheeks mumbling, “Fucking hot bubble butt,” and then continued to slurp on my chest while he pushed one of his fingers into my virgin ass. Nothing besides his tongue had ever been in there, and I began to pull away, yelping from the pain this small invasion was causing. His free hand shot up and caught me tightly around the neck, forcing me back down onto his finger. “Bigger than that’s going in there, boy, so you better just relax and get used to having things in your shitter,” he snarled, not looking up at me, just taking his mouth off my nipple long enough to say it and then return to making my nips puffy and blood-engorged, feminizing me further. His digit dug around inside of me, pressing against the tender walls of my ass, pushing into my insides trying to find where he met resistance, where he could push through flaps of tissue, where he could put pressure that would make me moan or whimper. Although it hurt, he knew where to push up inside of me to keep my dick jumping. I had never precum before but I felt wetness emerging from my piss slit. The finger started pistoning into my hole, making me whine a little with every jab into me. He kept fingering my hole, but brought is face in front of mine. He snickered at me, “You sound just like my ex-wife’s sister when I used to fuck her. Same fucking noises.” I looked into his eyes, my own eyes wide, in disbelief that I was letting another man treat me the way a girl was supposed to be treated. His eyes were hard and unforgiving, taking what he wanted, knowing I would submit, knowing he was stronger than me. More of a man. He pulled his finger out abruptly, which made my ass and legs shake with a sensation that combined both pleasure and pain. Before I knew it, he forcefully shoved his fingers, including the one that had just been in my ass, into my mouth. He scooped the fingers around my mouth cavity and over my tongue. I choked and gagged a bit, confused, but he just as abruptly pulled his fingers out and returned two of them to hole, shoving both back into my chute. I howled for a second, but he just planted them there, firmly against a spot that made me start to mewl. “This is just the beginning, boy. Do you know how good your cunt tasted? It was perfect - I can’t wait to turn it inside out. I’m going to wreck your fucking pussy so that I’m the only one that can get you off … and you keep crawling back here, begging me to fuck out your sloppy mancunt. You know what your mancunt is?” I didn’t answer, just sucked in a jagged breath not wanting to fuel his abuse. He waited a few moments for my reply, and when none came he crammed a third finger into me, growling, “This is your mancunt.” I whimpered and bit my bottom lip, feeling my asshole be stretched around almost this entire stranger’s hand. It was definitely humbling. “You know what your mancunt is now?” he baited. I looked down, ashamed, “Yes,” I said almost inaudibly, taking a glance at my nipples, red and protruding like a bitch in heat. But his line of questioning wasn’t done. “And what goes in your mancunt?” I knew the answer. I didn’t want to know the answer and I hated myself for immediately knowing the correct response, but I could feel his pinky and thumb getting itchy and I knew he would use me like a sock puppet if I wasn’t forthcoming. So I looked up at him, and almost pleaded for him to be kind, “Anything that you say goes in it.” “Don’t think those puppy dog eyes are going to make me take it easy. Come on, stud, you’re a big jock boy, you can take a sticking and keep on licking, can’t you?” He emphasized his open mockery by splaying the three fingers in my ass, widening the stretch in my anal cavity and making me feel like I had to pee or cum or both. “Your mancunt is good for one thing. Getting real men off. Remember that for later.” And with that, his three fingers slipped out of my ass and were shoved immediately into my mouth. My throat immediately tried to expel them, but he stayed firm and I was pinned to the back of the couch. “Clean ‘em off, whore. Learn to enjoy the taste of any ass, you worthless cum catch.” I had no choice and I closed my lips around his knuckles and he coached me through sucking on his fingers and using my tongue to get the slime from between each digit. I mean, his fingers weren’t that deep inside me (thought they felt like they were) so mostly it just tasted like old saliva. It was mostly the thought that made me gag, but I quickly got over that for the sake of getting my mouth back. “It’s lunch time,” my dominator informed me and lifted his arm above his head, leaving his pit completely exposed thanks to the sleeveless shirt he wore. As his torso stretched I spied the very top of a red and black tattoo peaking above the waistband of his sweats, but I couldn’t see enough of it to tell what it was. “Dig in,” he nodded his head in the direction of his open armpit. My face crinkled in confusion. He grabbed the back of my head with the other hand and jeered, “I said, bon appetite, fuck twat,” and he buried my face in his pit. The hair under his arm was soaked with sweat, pearling on the skin around the damp patch. The odor was strong. Not bad, just strong. A testament to the hard work he must have been doing before I showed up. Mowing the lawn, pulling weeds, hammering nails into a fence patch. My nostrils were filled with his pheromones and the remnants of his masculine chores. He jerked my head sternly and I took my cue. I began licking and sucking his arm pit. Such a strong taste. Not the bitter taste of deodorant as I would experience later with some of my other clients, but the overwhelming bouquet of man scent. It was the smell at the gym, or in the school locker room, or of one of my buddies after a pick up game of hoops that (I didn’t realize until that moment) always got me horny. As his intoxicating scent got me harder and harder, I went to town on his pit, using my full tongue to swipe the entire surface area of his under arm. He loosened the grip on my head, and eventually began to go back and forth between my nipples, tweaking them and rolling them between his fingers, increasing their irritation and my pleasure. I finally looked up at him breathless, panting with my mouth and cheeks covered in a thin film of my own saliva and his sweat. With one hand, he grabbed a hold of my bottom jaw and shook it slightly, “Good boy, you’re starting to learn your place.” He released my face and gave it a light slap, He gave my right nipple one more pinch and noticed my tenting jock strap. “And you’re getting hard, faggot boy. Let’s see that little pecker of yours. Come on, show it to me. Mister Big Man with the girlfriend…you can show it to her and she’s supposed to be impressed enough to date your ass, show it to me.” I reached down to the side of my jock strap, and for the first time I noticed the outline of his cock down the leg of his sweats. I had been in such a complete state of shock the past five minutes or so, I hadn’t even given a thought to how big his dick was. And he still wasn’t going to give me time to contemplate it, snapping, “Come on, you little cum dump, show me your dick.” I pulled the side of my jock strap aside and my penis popped out, fully erect and hard as a rock. The guy started laughing. He pointed and laughed. Now I know there were other guys in the locker room bigger than me, but my girl friend had never complained. Well, at least not to me, I guess, considering she was supposedly banging my dad. My father’s friend continued to laugh and point, “You call that a dick? That’s a weenie at best, and definitely not a cock. Wait a minute.” He opened a drawer in the island of the kitchen and returned with a measuring tape. “Measure it, pussy boy.” I looked up at him pathetically. “Come on, big man, it looks rock hard to me, ain’t getting any bigger than that. Now’s the time to measure that monster,” he said mockingly. I knew this wasn’t going to turn out well, and I sheepishly took the measuring tape from him. I placed one end at the base of my penis and stretched it as taut as I could to the tip of it. There was a reason I had never measured my package and this was why. Looking up at him, I saw him register the number and bust out laughing. “Five? Five fucking inches? Actually, if you look closely, four and seven-eighths, not even five! Are you joking with that thing? How do you think you’re good for anything BUT taking dick? Who the fuck are you going to satisfy with that tiny thing? Certainly not your girlfriend as we just read. I’m not sure there’s ANY woman that would be able to get off on that. And I can’t imagine a guy with any dignity that would let you top him. You wanna’ see a real dick?” With one gesture, he pulled his sweat pants down to mid-thigh. Out bounced a gigantic piece of meat. He slowly slipped his shirt off to allow me time to take it in. This thing was only semi-hard at this point, but it was thick and juicy, and for as much hair as he had on his torso and powerful arms, his crotch was nice and managed. Not manicured or shaved, but tight and groomed, emphasizing the perfectly shaped mammoth cock bobbing between his thighs, propped up by a pair of lightly haired balls about the size of golf balls so full of the fluid that would be pooled in my guts in less than two hours that they pulled the skin of his scrotum, bowing it in at the top and tapering out where his two baby-makers swung pendulously. I could also finally see the full tattoo in a small area on his pelvic bone, naturally sparse with hair. It was a red and black symbol like the ones in biology class where we put anything contaminated. I couldn't figure out what would make him get that inked on his body unless it was just an intimidating tattoo that matched his dominating persona. I was in the middle of trying to sort out the possibilities when he shoved the tape measure into my hands again. “Measure it.” I stepped forward. “On your knees,” he qualified the position in which I would be measuring his cock. I was shaking as I got to my knees and reach my hands forward to measure his gigantic phallus. I have NEVER touched another guy’s cock before, much less one this huge. I placed the end of the measuring tape at the base of his member causing it to jump slightly from the attention. I startled a bit and lurched back. He chuckled, “It’s not gonna’ bite you. What it’s gonna’ do to you hurts a lot more than biting.” The sadistic grin. I pulled the measuring tape loosely to the tip of him and my eyes got big when I saw the number. “Read it to me, boy.” I looked up, my face just inches from his manhood, the measuring tape still in my hands stretched to an absurd number. “Nine.” “Read it again,” he insisted. “Nine and a quarter,” I read more accurately. “That’s better. And I’ll save you the trouble. It’s seven around, eight at it’s thickest; the thickest being that mushroom head you’re staring at. And that fucker’s not even fully hard yet. You better fix that quick.” With that, he relieved me of the tape measure, throwing it in the open drawer and swung his rod back into my face, slapping me in the cheek with it and making as loud a sound as when he lightly slapped me. The thing had so much heft to it that it actually stung a bit when it smacked my cheek. “So now let’s get on the same page,” he began. “Are you a man?” I looked up into his face. He tilted his head and raised his eyebrows, demanding an honest response. I looked to his intimidating tool gradually filling with blood and then looked down at my dwarfed boydick that looked more like an enlarged clit when compared to his monster. I pulled the fabric of the jock back over my crotch, hiding my pathetic package and replying, “No, I’m not.” “Am I a man?” “Yes, Sir.” “Why?” “Because you have a big dick.” “That’s right, pussy boy. It’s all about your dick. You need to accept that you don’t have a dick to offer, you have your holes. That means you’re not even a Beta Male, you’re a bottom bitch who services any real man that wants to get off. Understand?” A tear rolled down my face, “Yes, Sir.” “Good bitch. So now, where is my big dick going?" I hated the fact that my ass hole twitched in anticipation, knowing the answer. “It’s going inside of my ass.” “You ever been fucked before?” I swallowed hard, “No.” He smirked, “Well, you’re fucked now.” The sadistic grin. PART 3 COMING SOON.

(late 90's) I look back now and wished I'd taken better advantage of my youth. I was in my 20's and did absolutely nothing social. I was creative if you gave me a pen and paper but if you plopped me down in a gathering of friends, I was quiet and boring. The only contact I had with other people was at work or with my friend Troy. I only had a friendship with him because he'd foisted it upon me. He lived on the same floor of the my apartment building and absolutely refused to be ignored. He was flamboyantly gay and figured out I was closeted pretty early on. We forced me to interact with him no matter how cold my attitude was. I started to like him. No sexual attraction at all, but he had a good heart. He was throwing himself a birthday party at a club downtown, and not going was out of the question. I'd never been to a gay bar before, but there was just no way out of it. So on that Friday bight, I dressed up a little and went to this place called "Jax". I hated it at first. Everybody knew each other and everybody was having fun. I almost walked right back out, but Troy had already seen me. I was the first of his guests to arrive. I walked over to where he was sitting and sat across from him. "No.No. Sit next to me. Be my arm candy. This has always been my favorite table because you can see everyone that walks in. You're early. God! You really don't know anything, do you? Never come early or right on time to a party, Les! The bartender is delivering a pitcher of beer and some shots. I was going to drink it all as a warm-up, but I'll share." "Happy birthday, Troy." "Thank you, Sweetie. Than you for the card as well. Nobody sends birthday cards anymore...the only ones I got were from you and my mom." The club was starting to fill up, but only about three more of his invitees came. We all sat on the same side of the table because Troy didn't want anybody blocking his view of the action. We drank a lot. I wasn't really used to alcohol but had a high tolerance for it somehow. Metabolism? Anyway, the party was pretty much a bust. The other "friends" blew kisses and left for other hot spots. I stayed because I figured my friend would be too wasted to get himself home. "Dumb queens. Who needs 'em? Thank you for staying, Les. I know how much you hate it here, Means a lot." And then a small group of guy in robes and pajamas blustered through the front door. Weird. "Ugh. Another pajama party. Those are getting way too common these days. Oh God, that bald guy is carrying a teddy bear. Look." "What do they do at a pajama party?" "They all go club to club in their PJ's and then back to somebody's place to have a group fuck or something. I refuse to go to one. I sleep in the buff anyway. Oh no!" "What?" "The Ripper is among them." "The what? Who?" "See that guy with the curly reddish-brown hair and beard? The really tall one? That's The Ripper." "Why is he called that?" "It fits. You take him to your place and he rips your rectum and then rips your valuables. Rips condoms. Rips you completely." "He looks harmless." "Oh God, Les, Don't even get curious. I shouldn't have said anything." "Why?" "Because you're an innocent oddball who's a prime target for people like him. You are his type." "But I don't even have any valuables." "You have your health and your life. He's got the recipe." 'The Recipe' was the his code for HIV. ""How do know all this?" "Darling, I know everyone in this town. I see all. Be right back...I'm going to find a nice normal guy for you. Stay here." He left. I immediately looked over at Ripper only to find he was already looking at me. Shit! This is why I never socialized...too many landmines. He was kind of handsome, though. Troy came with more shots, a stack of napkins and a pen. "I saw you look over there. Stop. Have a drink and draw me some cartoons." I was an amateur cartoonist and liked to draw for other people. I wasn't published. I drew really raunchy 'toons that I knew Troy would like. I liked making him laugh. We had more drinks and more fun. Every time I glanced over at Ripper, he was still looking at me. "I saw that, Les. Stop. Keep drawing. Oh look! Here's Barry!" One of Troy's friends had shown up late for the party. They exchanged hugs and kisses...which got more intimate. They were both drunk. They full on made out right there at the table. "Barry and I are going to dance now, Stay put and keep drawing. I'll be back." But he never came back. He had vanished. Well, good for him. He was going to get a birthday fuck. Oh well. I had drank so much, but didn't feel intoxicated. Maybe it was my Scottish ancestry. I should probably go too, but the presence of Ripper kept me in my chair. Most of his little PJ party had moved on, leaving him all alone. I looked at him again and smiled. He returned the smile and nodded. Landmine. The bartender came by and asked if I needed anything. I ordered two vodka tonics because I didn't want him thinking I was by myself. I put one of them about a foot away from me in order to keep up the illusion I wasn't a single loser. Ripper was alone now. What a weird thing to see a grown man in his pajamas siting alone. I should go say 'hi' or something. I downed the first drink and shamelessly grabbed the seconf, trying to decide what I should do. I didn't have to. He came over to me and plopped a teddy bear right in front of me. "Hi. This guy needs a new home. My friend Josh left this behind. Can I sit?" "Thanks. Yes. Absolutely.' "I'm Craig, What happened to your friend?" Hi Craig. I'm Les. I think my buddy got lucky. Can I buy you a drink?" "Sure, Wow. You've been sucking down the booze all night...are you sure you want any more?" "I'm cold sober for whatever reason. Or maybe not. My drawing are getting a little sloppy, I'll have one more and call it a night." "You come to a beer and DRAW?? No offense, but that's weird. Can I look?" He shuffled through my cartoons and smiled. "What happened to the pajama party" "Who knows? They're all flakes. I get abandoned by those guys regularly. Its just us now. Can I sit closer to you?" I patted Troy's empty stool and he was right next to me. "So I guess your pal told you all about me." "He's a gossip, but, yeah -- he told me some stuff."' "Guys like him are the reason I can't get laid anymore. Fucker." "Any of it true." "Of course not. I just pissed off somebody once and they spread rumors to ruin me." "Sorry. It seemed dubious to me. You seem nice." "Really? Thanks. I've never seen you out before. New in town?" "No. This just isn't my scene. I hate crowds." "Well, it's not crowded now. Let's have another round and go back to my place. I wouldn't ask to go back to yours because I don't want you to think I'd rob you." But he lived way North of the city, and I didn't want to drive that far. We drank more. "I like you, Craig." Maybe the alcohol was starting to affect me. He reached over, took my hand and stuck it down the front of his pajama pants. I felt the biggest erection in the world. It was hot and a little moist. "You seem normal, but you like danger. I can tell." "Oh, hell. Everything you heard is true. I admit it. Can you admit it turned you on?" "I can." What turns you on most? That I can ruin assholes? That I sabotage condoms? That my cum is poisonous? That I'm a criminal?" "All of the above." "Good. Let's go. I promise if we go back to your place, I won't take anything that's not mine." We left and got to my apartment. He took off his slippers and t-shirt. OK. This was happening now. He waited for me to do something. I stripped. "Danger. You're in the danger zone now, boy. Lie down here on the floor." I did and he collapsed on top of me. We kissed long and hard as he humped me. I grabbed that infamous boner again. Dear Lord. "Got a condom? You realize I'll tear it off at some point, but we can pretend for a bit if you want." "Are you really HIV+?" "Oh yeah. And it's potent. No meds can make it go away. You wanted danger and now it's aimed right for your ass." He spit on his fingers and massaged two of them into my hole. "This will hurt and make you bleed like crazy. You'll have to get an area rug for this carpet." "Rip me." That set him off and shoved that thing nearly half way into me. I wanted to scream, but he held one of his huge hands over my mouth. "You're lucky that it's been so long for me. I'll cum soon. Hang on. Here's what you wanted. Ahhhh. Shittt!" I was in severe pain and could feel my ruined anus bleeding. He was done. The Ripper had completed his task. We lie there together for a minute. "Mind if I spend the night? I've already got my pajamas here." "Let's go to bed." It was a nice night. He let me suck him and we fucked twice more. He let himself out that Saturday morning. I spent the whole day in bed, listening to my body. It was wrecked and full of bad cum. I needed to find him again.

This story is fiction. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. That written, I'd love to have it go down this way. Traveling for business allows me time cruise the hook-up sites for guys in different cities. It is an enjoyable pastime since I am usually trapped in a hotel room with no place to go and nothing better to do with my evenings. I was in the middle of one of those trips, sitting in my room sipping glasses of wine cruising sites on both my computer and iPhone. Being an older daddy-type, I wasn’t generating much interest. I was about to be frustrated with my search when I received a hit from a college-age twink looking for a daddy. I do love it when younger guys with their incredibly hard cocks want to breed me. Not only that, his avatar showed him to be beautiful—and I mean that in every sense. I first thought he was just playing with me, but as our conversation continued, I realized that he was serious. We began making plans to meet, but then he asked me the question I hate, “Do you have condoms?” I thought for a moment, knowing young guys tend to be “safe” sex freaks. I hate condoms. I responded to him, “No.” “Damn,” came back the reply. “Why?” I asked. “I don’t like fucking raw, lol.” “I don’t have any, but I’m neg and don’t have any STIs.” I was encouraged, at least he indicated that he fucked raw sometimes. I waited for the response. It came back in an unexpected manner, “I tend to cum too quickly if I don’t wear a condom.” I relaxed a bit and responded, “don't worry about that. I'm sure it will be fine. I don’t mind as long as you put a load in me as deep as you can.” “OK, as long as you’re sure,” he replied. He was at work and we agreed to meet in about an hour in my hotel room. I was excited because nothing else happening on the usual sites. I gave him my hotel and room number. I asked him to text me when he was in the lobby. I like to stay at a certain hotel where I can see the elevators and I could watch him come up to the floor. We chatted a bit more during the hour while he was preparing to get off from work, He asked if I liked to be rimmed, and I responded emphatically, “Yes.” “Then be ass up and face down on the bed when I get to your room,” was his reply. “I really want to suck your dick,” I sent back. He replied, “Just let me come in and start eating that sweet ass first and then you can." I was even more excited because I knew he was something special. As the time drew near, he told me as he was getting off work. Being only a short drive away, I knew he would be in the lobby soon. I touched up my prepping because I wanted to be especially clean so that he would enjoy rimming my ass deeply. “In the lobby,” came the text. I texted him that the door would be set so he could just push it open and I walked out to the balcony overlooking the atrium to catch a glimpse of him on the elevator, but there were other people on board and I could not make him out clearly. As the elevator approached my floor I went inside my room and made sure the door could be pushed open, I stripped and took the position on the bed, ass up and head down. I heard the door open and he came into the living room of the two room suite. I glanced as he came into the bedroom and he was as beautiful in person as in his picture. A preppy college student. He walked over to the bed, slapped my ass a couple of times and dropped to his knees to give me the best rimming I’ve had in a long while. He also was filling my hole with saliva so we would not need any lube. Frankly, I hate lube because it taints the taste of the cock and after I’ve been bred I like to clean it off and enjoy all of the flavors. He stopped rimming and I heard him undo his pants and then some rustling next to me. I turned my head and bumped into the hardest and most erect cock I’ve enjoyed in a long time. I saw he had just pushed his pants down and pulled his shirt up. I wanted all of this twink. I encouraged him to take all of his clothes off so we could enjoy each other. As soon as he was free of his clothes, I began to work his cock and balls over in my mouth. I enjoyed his engorged cock, knowing I was preparing it to fill me deeply. His ample balls were covered in luscious hair which I enjoyed as well. His excitement was building. He said, “I've had this erection since I walked into the lobby. I was worried others would notice it.” I smiled and continued sucking his dick and licking his balls. I wanted to rim him too, but he said no. “Get on the bed, doggie,” he ordered. I knew he wanted to get deep inside of me. There was no discussion of condoms as he easily worked his cock into me and was soon balls deep. His cock felt great in me. He fucked me for a bit and then withdrew. He ran his cock head across my hole a bit and reinserted and fucked me some more. He twisted my nipples and heard me moan. He twisted them harder and I said, “More.” He repeated the fucking and withdrawal a few more time and I knew he was trying to prolong the session. After a few minutes I told him, it was OK to go ahead and fill me with his cum. “You’re sure?” he asked. “Yes, I love the feeling of a cock pulsing it cum deep inside of me. And don’t pull out right away when you finish.” He shoved his cock deep into me, a bit roughly, but I was fully open and it felt great. He grunted and I felt his cock pulse it cum load into me as he held me in a choke hold. I laid forward on the bed with him still deep inside of me once he was done and enjoyed the feeling of his still erect cock in me along with the cummy-full feeling of my bottom. He finally pulled out and we stood up to hug. I sucked his cock clean and fully enjoyed the taste of his cum and my juices. When I was done, I offered to let him use the bathroom to clean-up, but he said I had cleaned him well enough. As it was my last night in the city, there was to be no chance for another meeting. We said good-bye and he left. With his load brewing in my bottom, I was back one my computer looking for another guy when I received the following text : “Hey, you never asked and I forgot to tell you something. I was diagnosed poz two-weeks ago and am not on meds yet. Maybe we should have used a condom.” The twink had stealthed me.

PART ONE It all started innocently enough. I know that's what everyone says but it certainly wasn't my intention for things to end up the way they did. My wife died about 20 years ago. For around five years I didn't know what to do with myself, then I discovered the joys of gay sex and was fully-fledged in that lifestyle for a long time keeping it all hidden from my family who thankfully live a long way away. Over that time there wasn't much I didn't try or do to someone else, and we usually did it raw. Unfortunately it bit me on the ass in the end and I ended up poz. It didn't worry me too much as I knew it was gonna happen sooner or later & I was still taking pretty good care of myself despite the fact my daughter was still under the impression I must be living a lonely life. Far from it in fact! The house I had was pretty big though & I was intending to buy a smaller place, seeing it was only me living there aside from any overnight/weekend/weekly "guests" I might have had. My daughter had the great idea of sending her son to help me pack up the house over around a week or so. I didn't think I needed any help but she thought "it'll be good for him & you'll need the company". Great. I didn't have any problems with the boy, he was about 20 years old, straight and a lovely guy but by God the kid was dumb. I'd also heard that some of my "friends" were gonna be in town for a few days and I was intending to catch up with them. Timing! My sex drive wasn't a patch on what it used to be but I was looking forward to catching up with them for some drinks & a good gossip. I'd been up pretty late watching some porn so the banging on the door at 10am came as a bit of a shock. I staggered to the door and was greeted by Brett's smiling face. "Hey there gramps! It's so good to see you!" He stepped inside & gave me a big hug. I tended to only catch up with them round Xmas time and wasn't on social media so I had no idea how much he'd grown, or to be more precise, bulked up. The boy was in fantastic shape. "Thought I'd get here nice & early to get a full day's work in" he said. I can't fault the kid's attitude I guess. "You don't look ready though!" He laughed. "Is there anywhere you want me to start while you have a shower & breakfast?" "Um....sure...the garage I guess?" I replied in my morning haze. "Sure, I'll get straight to it!" About half an hour later with a full belly & a clean body I walked out to my garage. Brett had done a power of work and I could see a bunch of boxes set up for me to determine whether to keep, throw or store. His body showed at too as his young body was coated in sweat. "Wow boy, there'll be nothing left for me to do at this rate!" "I know gramps. Once I get to that part of the garage behind the sheet it'll all be done!" Oh fuck, I thought to myself, I'd forgotten about that this morning. One of the things I really used to love particularly when I was "entertaining", was to use a sex sling. It didn't really worry me too much if I was giving or receiving, I just loved using the damn thing. God knows how many times I seeded a guy or received it myself in that thing. The stories it could tell! I only just realised that my grandson was just about to reveal it. "Well Brett, looks like you could probably do with a break, I'll take it from here!" "No way Gramps, I'm just getting started!" and then the idiot walked over to the sheet and pulled it back. "WOW!!!! What's this Gramps?" My face went bright red (and it's a long time since I've been embarrassed) thinking the secret was well & truly revealed now. "You & Grandma must've got up to all sorts of stuff huh?" By God, how dumb is this kid, she's been dead for nearly twenty years! How sentimental does he think I am! "Ahhhhh yeah, well you know...I was hoping you wouldn't see that" I stammered, thankful for him being so naïve & stupid. "It used to get a bit of work, not so much any more." That part was at least true, he just didn't know that it wasn't his grandmother that was on the receiving end. "So how does it work Gramps? There's a seat & stirrups and a few things here." The dumb boy sat up in the seat, put one of his legs up into the stirrups and was trying with his other one. You know how in movies there's the cliché where a docile animal or person will get a taste for blood or something will just trigger a different side of their personality and then they'll become a maniac. As I looked over to the sling, it wasn't my grandson that I saw. My insatiable sex drive returned and it was a sweaty well-built young man in little to no clothing with his legs spread who was more or less totally helpless. I smiled and I could feel my cock hardening as I walked over to the sling. "I can show you how it works if you like..." END OF PART ONE

A few nights ago, I was having a frustrating night with a lot of flakes and no-shows. Nothing seemed to be working that night. My BBRT post wasn't getting any response. I was only getting game players and pic collectors from Grindr, Growlr and Scruff. So, I finally posted an ad on Craigslist. I got 2 hits from it. One also turned out to be a pic collecting flake. But one reply finally worked out. He said he was a 24 year old str8 kid that just needed to get sucked and rimmed. I invited him to come to my hotel. Gave him my room number and he said he'd be there in 15 mins. I told him I'd have the door unlocked and lights dim for him to come in. I'd be on my knees, ready for him. He was really anxious for my mouth, because he was walking into my hotel room in under 10 minutes. He quickly shucked his pants and underwear and was putting his limp cock up to my mouth within seconds. I sucked on his British foreskin and felt his cock swell and grow in my mouth. I sucked on his cock and his balls and looked up into his eyes as I worshiped his str8 cock. Then he moved to the bed. He sat on the edge and I crawled over between his legs and again went to work on his cock and balls. He was now fully hard and leaking some precum. I lifted his legs and licked his puckered asshole. He moved his knees to his chest and I made love to his hole. I got my tongue as deep up into his hole as I could. I was licking the soft, pink insides of his arse. I ate his hole for about 5 minutes, then began to alternate between eating his arse and sucking his uncut cock. Finally, I got up and knelt on the edge of the bed. "Fuck me", I demanded. "I don't fuck guys", he said. "Fuck me", was all I said. I wanted his young, str8 cock in me. He finally got up and moved behind me. I had a small bottle of lube on the bed. I lubed up my ass and tossed the bottle to him. While he was lubing up his cock, I was sniffing poppers. He then slid up into me in one, quick motion. He was soon fucking me hard and deep. Just like he would fuck his girls pussy. His cock felt great inside me. He gave me about 4 or 5 minutes of hard fucking before he rammed deep into me and let out a soft groan. His cock throbbed as he filled my ass with his young spunk. Then he quickly pulled from me and asked if he could use the bathroom. I said, "Of course". He washed up, dressed and left without saying a word. There's something I find so enjoyable about getting a str8 guy to do more than they ever thought they'd do with another guy.

I've mentioned before that this fall has been busy with school stuff, and I've been wanting/needing some stress-relief sex. Well, I finally had a good evening yesterday (Friday). 1) Came home from campus mid-afternoon, and my latino muscle jock buddy messaged me on Grindr and said he needed fucked. He asked if he could rinse off in my shower when he got here as he'd be coming straight from the gym, to which I said yes. He's always very intense (nothing slow, once I get inside him he just starts bucking away), but has such a nice body and hole that I don't mind the somewhat quick fuck-n-go that we have. After I unloaded in him doggy style, he kept jacking while my cock was inside him and shot a huge load on the "sex blanket" I put over the bed when I host hookups. 2) Since I had been planning on going down to Indianapolis, I messaged a daddy bear on Growlr that I knew from when I lived down there. Every time I come down, I see if he's available for me to stop by to suck him off, and the last few times he's been out of town or timing didn't work out. This time he was going to be free until 5:30, and he said he needed to unload a few day's worth. I managed to get to his place in time, and I got him off within about 5 minutes - quick in and out. 3) After getting a load from the daddy bear, I made my way downtown to the bathhouse. The parking lot was fairly full, but that doesn't always mean it's crowded unfortunately. It was an interesting evening... First "playtime" was with an older (50s-60s) muscle daddy bear in his suite room - I had gone in to suck him off, but it ended up being a passionate makeout and frottage session. I eventually said I needed a break and moved on. A latino muscle beefy guy (probably 30s, not hairy) came into my room and we fooled around. Lots of oral, licking, kissing, eye-staring. There was a little bit of a communication issue - he admitted his English wasn't very good. I got him turned around and rimmed him (great beefy ass to get my face in) but he didn't make any indication that he wanted to fuck, and with the communication issues, I didn't want to push it. Eventually I told him I needed a break, which he seemed to understand. I didn't see him much after that, otherwise I might've tried to get in his ass, or at least rimmed him again. Another daddy "bear" (probably 40s, little chubby but not hairy), I'll call him J, came into my room and we did some mutual oral and that ALSO turned into a makeout/cuddle session where we learned we were both tops. We said we'd share a bottom together if we found one. Another muscular daddy type (40s or early 50s) came into my room, said "hey bud", dropped his towel, and stood next to where I was laying on the bed. Nothing happened for a few seconds until I realized he just wanted me to suck him. So I did, and a within a few minutes he dropped his load down my throat, said "thanks" and left. I imagine he had been there for awhile and it was time to go home to the family and he just needed to get off. Awhile later a smooth former-USMC guy came in (late 30s or early 40s) and started sucking me, and left my room door open. As he sucked, I saw J watching and talking to someone outside the room, and a few seconds later J and this cute cub (20s) came into the room and he asked if they could share the space for a few (I think the cub was going to go down on him or something) but then they immediately left. Then the guy sucking me got off the bed and said thanks and was going to leave. I sucked him for a minute or two and tried to turn him around to rim him, but he stopped me and said he didn't want full sex. I respected that and said to come back later if he wanted. I went down to the hot tub and the cute cub was talking to someone else about bathhouses he had been to, so I joined the conversation. Damn that cub was handsome, had a great voice, great smile...and as he left the hot tub we exchanged a glance and smiles...I should've followed him out, but I didn't. I didn't see him anymore after that, and I'm kicking myself for not pursuing him. I talked to J about why they didn't stay in the room when he and the cub came in when the guy was sucking me, and he said the cub didn't like being watched - we both agreed that maybe he should reconsider coming to a bathhouse then! The bathhouse was doing a "movie night" in the lounge area that night, and they provided some food while the movie was showing, so a lot of us took a break to get some food and watch a little of the movie before heading back to the hallways. Nothing special with the food, but it was nice that they had it. Awhile later, J and I were laying on my bed with the room door open, just sorta cuddling and kissing, and hoping that some bottom would come in and start servicing us. Some older guys (60s+) did come in and sucked us a little, but I wasn't interested in returning the favor or fucking them (sorry, I know most of you on here would take anyone, and I'm pretty open but there are just some guys I can't get into). Then out of the blue this young twink (21 or 22) came in, said "hi" directly to me (after a bit I realized who he was - I had been with him before from BBRTS and he had seen the Quick Connect I posted about being at the bathhouse), and started sucking me and then J. I eventually moved behind him and gave him a fucking while he sucked J. As I unloaded in his ass, J unloaded also..and of course we had onlookers from the doorway. The three of us (me, J, and the twink) ended up in the hot tub after cleaning up...and another older daddy guy that I know from online (50s, he's always looking for twinks to fuck) joined us. Although the older guy kept the conversation generic, he gradually inched closer to the twink and started rubbing his leg, etc...pretty soon they were going off together to the older guy's room...can't say I didn't see that coming! lol After that, J and I talked a little more and exchanged contact info, and he left. I stuck around for another half hour or so, but the crowd had died down (it was about 11:30pm). I knew it would pick back up again (and be younger) if I stayed longer, but I was getting tired and had an hour-long drive back home, so I called it a night. In summary for the day, I bred two asses, swallowed two loads, and made out and cuddled with more guys in one night than I ever have before. LOL It was also refreshing to have so many guys tell me that I was handsome and that I had a nice cock or that I was funny, etc...after so much rejection lately on Grindr and from the locals. That, and the general relaxation in the hot tub, made the night worth it, despite not having a lot of cum exchange.

Sometimes I find the "cum on the hole and push it in with more fucking" thing really sexy, but it's definitely not my preference. When I'm watching porn I'm imagining what it feels like, and I know I prefer my top to cum deep inside me, so it's always better to see that kind of action on screen. Even better if he pulls out and his cum leaks out afterward.

YESTERDAY (Fri., Nov. 3/17) AT STEAMWORKS TORONTO Hey, Rawbros! One of the nice things about going to Steamworks Toronto every weekend (I seem to love to go on Fridays) is that you get to experience new cocks and asses. Honest! I must agree with phukhole when he once said "to relish each load and to try for one's personal best". The bb show must go on! Last night I did enjoy myself a lot. I spent about 7 hours there. I was douched hoping to be fucked. One guy in a dark room started to fuck me, got in to me raw, thrusted a few times and commented that the angle was hard. So I bent over, he tried again and pulled out. A no-go. Well, sirs, you just move on to the next guy. In the dark room I was crouched down to suck guys off. A beautiful bubble butt appeared. I touched it. He moved over to me. I buried my face in his butt to eat it out. He spread his ass cheeks and was moaning in pleasure. Then he turned around and showed me his hard dick. I sucked and sucked and was rewarded with one large load at the back of mouth and down my throat. Apparently, he apologized for his English in Spanish -- I got my first Colombian load! Wow, he tasted GREAT! You don't need to know English to have sex. Sex is the universal language of pleasure and bliss! Next, I got to rim a number of guys. So I got to fuck them bare too (especially another bottom on a fuck bench; his ass was juicy). I didn't come in them, just enjoyed the pleasure of fucking their asses (like another guy who began to suck me, then wanted me to fuck him -- geez he was tight!). There was a younger otter in the middle dark room's sling who caught me eye. He was accepting of all cock in his mouth or in his lubed ass. The guy before came on his ass lips, I got in for a taste. Another younger guy began to kiss me. I told him I had cum on my lips, he didn't say a thing, just kept kissing me. I entered the otter and fucked him for a bit and rewarded his ass with my saved load. He grinned at me. This time there were no guys interested in bb sex while I was resting in my room in-between cruising. Oh well, hopefully next time there will be. Cheers!

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 TWO "Hahaha, sounds fun Gramps. Just don't strap me in too securely!" As an experienced user, I was well aware of how to make it seem the restraints were only lightly tied but they'd hold the guy firmly in place. "Now how does that feel?" "Yeah, I think I get the idea of it. Wow, it feels pretty amazing from here but I bet it's better at your end! You kinda feel pretty exposed" Looking closer at his sweaty ass in his short shorts, I couldn't believe it - he wasn't wearing briefs! I could see him struggling to get out, just as I thought (& planned) he had no chance at all. "Did you need a hand there?" "Yeah, I can't seem to get out! Maybe if I hold onto you to get a bit more leverage..." Saying that, he put his arms around my neck to try & pull himself out. Of course, that only resulted in the sling starting to rock and bringing me closer, my cock almost resting against him. I could see that his attempts to pull himself out of the sling had actually meant his shorts had slipped further down, almost exposing his hole! "God Gramps, imagine if someone saw us now, what would we say?" "Well it's a damn god thing the door's locked," I replied. "No-one's gonna be surprising us that's for sure." Well, aside from the surprise I had in store for my grandson at least! As his attention was diverted looking over at the door, I was able to slide his shorts down a little further, finally exposing his sweaty hole. In the same motion, I pulled down my shorts, releasing my rock hard cock. That's what years of experience gets you! He swung back towards me, unaware of what was waiting for him. As he rolled back, my cock rested between his cheeks, poking at his hole. "Shit Gramps, what's going on?!?!" "Oh sorry buddy," I replied. "I guess seeing someone in the sling just brought back old memories and feelings and I couldn't help myself. You know what it's like getting flashbacks I'm sure." I looked down, pretending to be ashamed but in actual fact seeing how close I was to being inside his hole. "I know, Mom said you're still upset about Grandma. You still think about her don't you?" "I guess, I just get so lonely sometimes." I looked up at him, trying to get my eyes all misty, it wasn't the only thing I wanted wet though! "If you wanted to you could help me by....no you couldn't" "What Grandpa?" He asked innocently, leaning towards me, meaning my cock was just a little bit closer. "Would it be alright if I had sex with you? I know you're straight (I WAS CAREFUL WITH MY WORDING!!) and that you're my grandson but it'd make me so happy." "Of course Gramps, I'd do anything to make you happy. No-one's gonna come in and surprise us are they?" "No, not with the garage locked." I'd made VERY sure of that! "Well, I can't believe I'm saying this Gramps, but sure. You'll be gentle won't you?" "Tell you what, you tell me how I'm doing and I'll follow your lead OK? I've got some stuff in the house that'll make it easier for you if you want?" The poor kid nodded back to me, if only he knew what was coming. "OK boy, I'll go & get it. Don't go anywhere OK?" I figured a bit of humour would relax the kids nerves. "As if I could!" he laughed back. I tried to hide my aching hard-on as I ran inside to fetch my supplies. END OF PART TWO

I am a bottom and I love being fucked bare and feeling the Top shoot inside me. I feel when the top shoots in me he has really enjoyed my ass. Even though I prefer bb and having cum inside I am not a bug chaser and want to become poz.

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. “

I have a friend who's been a fuckbud for 18 years - since we lived across the street from each other in the theatre district in Manhattan. My own partner was always thrilled that Sal was so close by as he knew my buddy Sal would get into all the kinker scene-stuff that I liked and my partner didn't. Now, years later I still play with this guy even though my partner and I live in the northern burbs of NYC and he and his partner live in Jersey City. I'm in my 40s (though still play the roles of 30-somethings) in good athletic trim, just barely six foot, caucasian guy with blue eyes, silver/blond hair, average size but very hard dick - think Anderson Cooper worked out and into leather. I've been poz for 27 years. So the evening in question happened during the holidays 2009/2010. My bud Sal and his partner Dan called me for a nice long session with some new friends of theirs and I headed down to Jersey to play. Got to their place and they'd all been at it for a few hours - they were all pretty tweaked already and offered me the glass cock to get me to try and catch up some. They'd been getting to the point and asked if I wanted, but I was going to have to drive back home sometime around 4 AM and declined, saying I'd stick to the pipe and maybe a booty bump. I started pulling a long hit from the glass cock and my buddy's partner Dan says for me to shotgun a new friend of theirs, Jim - I did so and the guy's eyes widened as I blew a huge amount of smoke into his lungs and our tongues danced. I kept shotgunning him as I drew hits from the glass cock and tried to get close to the level these guys were already at. Finally, Jim lay back on the bed for a moment, and I got a good look at him - nice well-sculpted body, good pecs, nice long semi-hard cock, looked to be Italian or Hispanic and a nice face... seemed to be late thirties, early forties. Perfect. Dan whispers in my ear "Eat his ass, I've been telling him all about you". I push Jim's legs back, kneel on a pillow and dive in - he's moaning and clutching at my head with a lot of "yes, yes, yes" going on. Sal and Dan hold the pipe down near me and I take another long hit and blow the smoke slowly up the guys' hole. He seems to really dig that. Sal gives him a hit from the glass cock and then Dan says "Jim, do you want him to fuck that hole of yours" and Jim starts begging, "yes, yes, fuck me! Fuck my hole". Wasting no time, with his hole all wet from my rim job (and my cock all wet from a bit of sucking from Sal) I slowly work my cock into his hole. He's tight, but not at all resistant and soon I'm in all the way to the hilt. Jim moans and mutters, "so good, so good.." as I begin a slow twisting fuck in his beautiful hairy hole. The boys spray some Maximum Impact into a cloth and stuff it into Jim's mouth. He goes wild, screaming "Fuck me, fuck me, harder! Harder!" and I start to really pound - he pulls my face down and we start kissing and tongue wrestling. When I pull back I notice Sal and Dan and the other three guys are just watching the action, jerking dicks here and there, but totally concentrated on us. Being an exhibitionist, I don't mind and we continue a really hot fuck. Dan says to Jim - "do you want him to breed that hairy hole, man, do you want his load up there?" and Jim is saying "yes, yes, breed me man, breed me" - I build up steam and then blow in his hole, howling a bit as I do and the other guys are cheering me on, while Jim starts bucking like he's having an anal orgasm - his beautiful long cock is rock-hard and dripping, but he's not able to shoot. After pulling out, Jim thanks me and I tell everyone I'll be back in a moment, I want a quick rinse in the shower. Dan joins me and says - "Tonight was his first time partying - his first point - and that was the first time he was ever fucked". I said "excuse me?" Dan replied "yeah, remember how you were the first guy who ever fucked me, back when Sal had you come down to play the first time I met you? Remember how I was still married to my wife? Well I thought you'd be perfect to break this guy in". I looked at him with suspicion and he continued "yep, he's married, kids, the whole deal. The wife and kids are away visiting relatives in Italy for Christmas". NOW they tell me! But then again, Sal didn't tell me that DAN was married the first time Sal got me to fuck Dan (who you may have guessed is now divorced and living with Sal). We went back out to the bedroom and Jim was happily getting plowed by another one of the guys while rimming a second one. Dan said, "yeah, he came over for a blow job that we advertised on Craig's List for straight guys looking for a quick blow, and we offered him some party favors and he seemed to like everything else that was going on, so we just progressed him along..." I shook my head in disbelief as I jumped into the pile and continued with our scene...

This is a real life experience of mine that's pretty hot (at least to me!) on a number of levels - first it involves a military guy, a favorite type of mine; second it has a great (and ultimately harmless) revenge factor in it; and finally it took place in my early 20s and was my first encounter with doing T. Though my family was 4th generation New York City on both sides, my parents chose to move to the burbs 15 miles north of Manhattan before I was born (so of course, as soon as I went to College at 17, I went to a NYC university and moved myself BACK there!). Sometime around the time I was about 6 or 7, which would be 1968 or 1969, a feud among two groups of kids in my neighborhood evolved from screaming matches and minor mischief to an all-out "war" - of rotting apples no less - hurled with astonishing accuracy one late summer evening. The combatants included my older brother (now a police sergeant) and most of the other kids of the 13 - 16 year old age group. I was just an innocent by-stander who happened to be considered a prime target by the "bullies" my bro and his friends were fighting. Therefore, one of the toughest kids in the neighborhood, who was also an astonishingly good southpaw pitcher on the playing field, clocked me in rapid succession with an apple to the gut, and then one to the head. I went down like I was pole-axed, gasping to breathe as the wind had been knocked out of me... the result of seeing a little kid down and not breathing broke the battle up immediately and the "bullies" took off majorly chagrined. Within just a year or two, the kid who pegged me was shipped off by his parents to the military to get him under control... Fast forward to 1985. I had just finished a summer stock season and had 10 days before I was due at a regional theater in the midwest for a 5 month run. I had a guy subletting my apartment in NYC through 'til the end of that run, so I really couldn't go back to my apartment for the 10 days. My parents were cool with me staying in my old room in the 'burbs, so I was staying at the old homestead. I was horny - having lived in NYC since 1980 when I headed to college, I was used to sex anytime I wanted it - not just bars, but sex clubs, the Rambles in Central Park, the Trucks in the Village, bathhouses, the Y on 62nd Street, you name it. Back in those days even the burbs had gloryholes in almost every department store... so since I wanted sex and not chat with old buddies at the local gay bar, I popped over to the mall to see if there was any action. Sure enough, the T-room at Bamburgers was hopping - too busy to get anything done, really. I found myself cruising a real hottie - blond buzz cut, 'stache, mirrored sunglasses - screamed "MILITARY"! - and he was cruising me right back. With a jerk of his head to the door, he headed out and I followed. Out on the sales floor he says to me, "got anywhere to go?" and I told him no, I was staying with my parents for a few days. He laughs and says that he was in exactly the same situation! Both of us were very frustrated when he says, "you cool with doing it outside, so long as its somewhere no one could see us?". I told him that was great with me, lead the way. He had taken the bus, so we went to my car and I told him to direct me where we were going. Soon enough, we're headed down the main road my 'rents live on and I say "are we close?" and he said we were. I started to laugh and of course he asked why and I said, "because that green house up there is my parents house..." Turns out HIS parents lived right around the corner - I asked where we were going to play and he asked if I knew the path through the woods behind his house that led to an old cemetery. I knew it well and also knew the abandoned graveyard was not patrolled - it was an excellent suggestion on a warm summer night. He said he needed a few things from inside the house and I said I'd go drop the car back at my parents and meet him on the street in front of his house in five minutes. I dropped off the car and pulled my knapsack from the trunk, stuffing a picnic blanket into it, and returned to his parents house. He was waiting for me with a military rucksack, and I followed him along the side of the house into the back yard and on the path through the woods. There was a moon, so we could see, although everything was in stark contrast. I indicated his rucksack as we walked. "Military?" I asked. "Yep, army helicopter pilot on leave," was the response. "Damn hot" I told him. "You're pretty damn hot yourself, man" was his response. "You grew up to be real eye candy." I stopped walking for a second. "Wait a minute. Do I know you?" He started to chuckle, "I'm afraid you do, but you might not realize its me. I think I've owed you an apology for about 15 years...". And that was when I started to laugh along with him. "See," he said. "You do remember." "Kinda' hard to forget - you pitch a mean fastball..." "I pitch a mean fuck too, but I think I kind of owe it to you to let you start this thing on top..." "Damn straight, man." "Nothin' straight about it...". We both laughed. "So you're... John, right?" I said. "Yep," he said, "and if I recall, so are you?" I nodded as we both continued to chuckle. We came out of the woods at that point and came into the rear portion of the old cemetery. The land was cleared of trees but only a few tombstones were scattered around here and there - the main portion of the graveyard was up a 20 foot slope on the other side of the field. There were hundreds of monuments and tombstones and even a couple of crypts up there. We found a flat likely spot away from the path and screened by a few stones. I threw down the picnic blanket. I let him know that I had poppers and KY in my kit as we sat down. "Cool" he said, and pulled something out of his rucksack. It was a pipe made out of glass, and although I'd never seen one like it, it was not a pot pipe nor a crackpipe. He put something that looked like a big piece of road salt into it and heated it up from underneath with a lighter. "What is that?" I asked. "You not cool with getting high?" he replied. "No problem, I've done a bunch of different things, but what is that?" It being the '80s and having been a club kid all through university, I'd done pot, which bored me; and ecstasy, which made me throw up; and coke, which could be fun during sex, but damn expensive, and faded too fast. I wasn't interested in PCP or anything that would make me hallucinate, and crack was something I was leery of. He assured me it wasn't crack, it was crystal and after taking a big hit himself he leaned over and shotgunned it to me. The vapor was much smoother than any weed I'd ever had (I wasn't then and never have been a cigarette smoker) and it was easy enough to inhale from him. After I exhaled, he held the pipe up to my lips with the lighter underneath and told me to draw slow and steady. I did, amazingly not coughing like I would with 420, and after a few moments, exhaled a pretty big cloud of white vapor. "Excellent," he said. "Now take another big hit and shotgun it back to me." I did so, and the next few minutes were spent shotgunning hits back and forth and making out. It only took a little while for me to feel an effect and I thought it was awesome. "Fuck!" I said. "I thought I was horny before, this stuff has me ready to tear your clothes to shreds!" "Then let's get naked" he replied. We both started ripping our clothes off and tossing them aside - we were screened enough, and I was getting high enough that being totally naked where someone just might see us didn't concern me in the least. Turns out he had a great body (no surprise) with awesome pecs, with the right amount of blond fur all over. He was about two inches shorter than me, so about 5'10" but with that muscled chest he was a bit broader than my ripped but trimmer dancer frame and he outweighed me by probably 15 pounds. Our cocks were basically a match - average in length, but both fatter than normal and circumsized, though his ballsac hung down a LOT lower than mine did - I envied him that! Despite the tina, we were both sporting hardons. We did a few more puffs on the pipe while feeling each other up, then fell down into a 69, both of us sucking cock like our lives depended on it. I remember that cock being so amazing to suck and this went on for quite sometime, but I kept being distracted by little glimpses of paradise beyond his lowhangers. I came up for air... "Damn, I gotta get my tongue in your hole man...". "Yeah, baby," he replied. "Let's take another hit, then get your face in my ass and get it ready for your cock." Out came the lighter, white vapor curled, we puffed and shotgunned a few times and then he lay down on his back and lifted those legs. I pulled my poppers out of my bag. This was the real stuff in those days - amyl - and handed him the bottle. He took a big huff and passed them to me, and I took a huge huff as well. I got the top back on and slipped the bottle back in his hand just as they hit me and I went animal. I slid my knees on either side of him, pulled his legs way up and dove face first into that hairy hole. I was so intent on eating that hot manhole for all I was worth that I felt like I was shoving my tongue and half my head up his channel. He was nearly apoplectic with horniness as he thrashed and moaned under me, muttering "eat me man, eat me..." between moans for at least 15 minutes. Finally, I heard him huff the poppers and he said "Do it now man. FUCK ME!" I lowered his legs to my shoulders and dripped saliva onto my cock. No way I was stopping to find the KY now! He held the poppers under my nose while I did a hit, then returned the bottle to his nose while I slowly but steadily pressed into that butch butthole. Heaven. Between the poppers, the crystal, the fact that he was a hot military dude it was already one of my hottest fucks to date. That's when he pulled the final card. "Do me man! Fuck that hole. Punish me for being the fucked up bully I was to you. Take it out on my hole man - punish me good and make me your bitch tonight." THAT sent me into maniac mode. I literally roared (probably loud enough for some houses back in the neighborhood to hear if their windows were open) and WAILED on his hole. I fucked him missionary, I fucked him doggie, I pulled him onto my lap and made him ride me, then stood us up with his legs around my back and fucked him standing - which if I'd thought about it made us visible to anyone who happened to be cutting through the woods. We wound up back on the ground face to face when I finally blasted him full of cum, an orgasm that in my enhanced state felt like none I'd ever had before. "Now that was a grudge fuck for the ages, man. Way to go!" I remember him saying. "Let's puff up and then its my turn... you'll be amazed at the stamina this shit gives you." He put more rocks in the pipe and we puffed and made out and shotgunned and puffed. Then he had me stand up. "Show me that dancer butt you're going to give me." I turned around and heard him huffing poppers behind me then he grabbed my ass from his kneeling position and dove face into my crack. Locking my knees, I bent forward at the waist, and moaned as that tongue hit my hungry hole. I picked up the poppers and took two hits, closed the bottle then reached back and pulled my cheeks open further to allow his tongue better access. Then utilized my dancer's flexibility by wrapping my hands around my lower legs, sticking my head between my legs and licking and slurping on his balls and the tip of his cock. That set him off and he pulled away from my hole and hissed, "on your back, on your back, gotta fuck this ass...". Happy to oblige, I got on my back, spread and lifted my legs and smiled. He handed me the poppers, I hit them as he was spitting on his cock, and handed him back the bottle. His hard tool brushed my pucker as he took his hit and when the euphoria hit me I practically pulled him into me. No KY for me either, and I didn't seem to need it either (which was unusual for me, who topped way more than bottomed). His cock felt amazing, I'd never taken a cock so quickly, so easily and so comfortably before... the stuff in that pipe was freakin' awesome! He threw me an excellent fuck - as promised - and like I did with him, he changed our position a number of times. He got me back onto my back on the ground and skitched around to pull out the pipe and lighter and we traded hits with his cock still in me. When he put the equipment down he wrapped my legs over his back and leaned in and drove his tongue into my mouth, deeply frenching while he ground his cock in deep, slow, insistent circles in my willing hole and after a few minutes of this mind-blowing screwing, blew his wad into my butt and collapsed onto my chest laughing. When his cock deflated a bit and slipped out of me, he rolled over and got out the stuff to reload his pipe. It was obvious that neither of us was remotely close to being finished with this play session, just like he warned me. We puffed some more and then he smirked at me, "so both our slut holes are full of manjuice just waiting to be licked out man... up for it?". Hell yes I was! We each took a hit of poppers and threw ourselves into a violent anal 69 driving our tongues as far into each other's hairy hole in order to find the nectar there. We were both insane with lust, and loving every minute. We went on for a few more hours, fucking, sucking, rimming, 69ing and each dropped another load or two in the other's willing hole when we realized we probably should draw this to a close. It had to be around 3AM. We packed up and started walking back through the woods. As we walked I thanked him for bringing the pipe and told him I thought it was incredible. "That it is," he replied. "But I gotta tell ya' there's a bit of a downside. You probably won't be able to sleep tonight, but you should lie down and relax anyway... and you'll likely still be horny as hell in the morning. What's your day like tomorrow anyway?" I told him it was totally free and he smiled. "Excellent. I think I know a way we can continue this later... give me your parents number" (Remember, this was before cellphones). He turned aside to go into his house and promised to call me around 11AM. I got home and tiptoed up to my old room, where I basically lay on the bed tweaking my nips, jerking my cock or fingering my hole. It all felt just fine. Just after 11 he called and said he'd "figured it out" and to pick him up at noon at his parents. We drove back to the mall and he had me head to the area where the buses came in. A few minutes later, a bus pulled up and among those getting out was another military looking guy who I was told was coming with us, and that we had a room waiting at the Holiday Inn around the corner. His friend got in the car and introductions were made, and we laughed over us being, John, John and Sean. Sean was a square-jawed soldier, african-american taller than either of us but slimmer in build. While Sean and I stayed in the car around the corner from the office, John went into get keys. He came around the building and signaled us the room number. We waited for him to walk to it and open the door, then I parked and we went over to the room. I pulled my trusty knapsack with me and both of the guys had their rucksacks. Once in the room, John explained that Sean was also on leave, was a fuck buddy of his (though very carefully for both, as they were in active service) and that when Sean was home on leave, he was the one that could supply John, and now us, with those magic crystals. Sean had a water pipe with him which he loaded up and this was even smoother than the small straight pipe John and I used the night before. We puffed and puffed and shared smoke and the clothes came off... Sean proved to have another toned military body, and was pretty much hairless except pubes, eyebrows and head. His ass was beautiful and his cock was long and thin, definitely longer than either John's or mine. We got higher and then got to business, Sean's cock and ass proved as tasty as they looked, and what followed was an awesome three way where each one of us was fucked by each of the others, rimmed and sucked by each of the others, filled with cum by each of the others, and generally had an awesome chem-filled fuckapalooza. Though I had DP'd before as a top, and did so for both of these guys too, I had never had two cocks up MY butt at the same time... but after Sean pushed a few crystals up mine and I huffed on the poppers, I soon was sitting on two soldier's rifles at the same time... freakin' amazing! I was seriously glad that an older buddy had taught me how to be a good fisting top when I was 19 because at one point I had the two soldiers in front of me, on their knees side by side, while I had my whole hand and wrist in each manhole. It was truly awesome. I had done threeways before this in my young life, but none this hot. We played until Sunday morning, when I need to get home and they needed to get ready to finish their leave. Never did get to see either of them again, but DAMN, what a hot weekend, and what a great way to get back at a bully!

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Another story i wrote for another site that i wanted to share with you - sorry for maybe some writing faults but i am a flemish speaking native from Brussels - Europe Was posting an add on a chatsite recently that i did want to try chems and bare with some eager tops to show me the ropes. Been lately watching some chemsporn on PH, and i must say it turns me on so mucht that i want to try it for myself. I am not really a scene guy so it is hard to find people. Recently i discovered a local chatsite where people could place a topic/add for meets. I am a bit of a loner, so did find it hard to sell myself to the big bad world out there. My first attempts where very vanilla and plain, I decided to take an ad in an other area just to avoid that i would bump into guys who might know me. I was very dissapointed with the outcome of these chatrelations, because a lot of them are just fake, and just people who try to get their rocks off, just discussing how dirty they would go with you.Some days ago I changed tactics, and decided to take a direct plunge into the deep. It was saturday night, and i noticed that there where a lot of bare, chem guys on line, then normally during the day. I posted the following ad " Bottom wants to try chems and bare" bottom std free is looking for a sexdate with elder experienced top guys who could help me to try chems and baresex, would pay for chems, open to all proposals, and scenes, even anomynous me blindfolded - would consider group and older guys.After a while i saw some reactions pouring in, obvious i did hit the right note. Some of the reactions of guys did broke off very fast when they noted that i was not a springchicken guy, but a 38 year old guy who was into fun with same age or older guys. I noticed that lot of the reactions came from Amsterdam, which was not very suprising since i am self located in Antwerp.One of the reactions came from an older pair, who where based in Amsterdam. We did chat for a while before going into details, i did send them some facepics, some nudes ones, and they where veru interested from the start. Of course they where intrigued by my note "wanna try chems and bare". The guys told me to explain my interest for bare and chems. They wanted to know if i ever did bare? I told them no never done bare before, did not even a bare finger up my ass. I explained them about the porn i was watching recently, and that this was the result for my search. They did send me a lot of smiley's and said i was a funny guy. Then came the questions about using chems. I told them i never done any chems, not even a coca cola hihihihi, they laughed about my joke. They told me that they where guys who had regular bareparties in Amsterdam with some inducing materials. They explained me that bare was for more fun then the odd thing with a condom. After a short interaction we exchanged names, I say hey guys by the way i am Micky, and they replied Kurt and Jeroen. Kurt and Jeroen turned out to be nice goodliking guys in their forties and fifties. They where very happy that i spoke to them, because mostly young blokes would turn their backs on them. We did chat on for a while, and i really explained what i had in mind and what i wanted to try. That the fact that i did not know anything about chems, was not a problem for them, they said soon you will learn boy. Soon they asked about my status, it thought they meant if i was single, but obvious that was not the question. I explained them that even i did never try bare, of any other risky sex, that i would still go for a 3 monthly check. I was neg and free of any std's and i could even prove it to them showing them the papers. They quickly told me their is no need for that, we believe you. Finally we came to the akward stage of silence, and the question on both our lips where to go from here. I explained to them that i was eager to meet them, that i would do anything they would like just to try bare and chems. They asked me about my kicks, and i told them that i did recently bought some leather gear, but that i had not used it yet. They asked me what i did buy exactly and why i did not use it yet. Recently i had bought a leather dogcollar, a leather harnas, 2 different leather blindfolds, a gagg with a ball and a gagg with a dickhole. The guys asked me why i did not use it yet, i explained to them that i would not dare to show in that with other people around inf ear to be shamed of be the laughingstock of some real leather guys. Kurt told me that it sounded very hot what i bought, and thet would love to see me wear it, they explained me that they had a lot of leather stuff theirselves like a sling, whipps, cuffs, masks and so on. Kurt and Jeroen where invisioning me, in their leather sling, cuffed and blindfolded with a dogcollar total in captivity.Kurt and Jeroen where eager to meet me, and said they would be happy to learn me the ropes about baresex. Since they where both tops and eager fisters, they where looking for a willing bottom for them and their friends. Seems they had a group of 6 friends who would come regular togehther in their house next to the Amsterdam Canal. I was very flattered by their proposal but still not convinced if i would make the move to do it. Was it only a fantasy of me or was i chasing for the real thing???? At least they where clearly eager to meet me, but was i ready for them?????Several weeks had past since I did meet the first time online with Kurt en Jeroen, the 2 blokes from Amsterdam, who would be willing to help me to try baresex and chems. During the last weeks we where in contact via whatsapp, and did we do a lot of chatting what it would be like if i would give my ass up to Kurt and his friends. After long chats with them both, i had the feeling that i was ready to try bare with them, not really relaising what the consequences would be. Strangely enough, they either did not bring the consequences up to me. I just assumed that it would all be alright, and that one bare fuck would not have an impact on my life. After a short cam meeting via , i decided to travel to Amsterdam the next weekend. They both did look so hot that i decided to let everything go, and follow my fantasees. Kurt told me to come by train, and they would pick me up at the Central Station. It seemd to me the week did not pass, i couldent wait to be in Amsterdam. Next friday i arrived a central station in Amsterdam, the 2 guys where waiting for me at the meeting point. They looked hotter in real life then on the Skype cam. Both where in full leathers; whereass i did feel stupid in a sporty jacket and jeans. Soon they both where all over me feeling me up, kissing me, and being just nice to me. To be honest, i am a bit of a person who is shy, and i am not really a very outgoing person. Dutch people are far more opener an direct then we little reserved Belgians. Kurt told me to have a coffee with Jeroen, he had to pick something up from a friend before heading for home. Jeroen was a bit younger as Kurt, very nice looking but he had a rough edge on him. I do not like pretty guys, i mostly prefer to go for the rougher guys, the damaged goods. In the coffee shop everybody was smoking some heavy joints, since a am a none smoker the fumes where getting the better of me, especially on a empty stomach. I told Jeroen that i would have a piss, so he was getting the drinks. As i returned, Jeroen was drinking a big coke and he had bought a big one for me aswell. Jeroen was starting some small talk with regards to chems. I explained that i do not know anything about drugs or how to use them, but that i really wanted to try some. Jeroen was smilling ad me, like i was talking rubish to him, he said it is so sweet you want to try that with us. He explained me a bit the planning of the weekend, the first day, it would only be me with the 2 boys, and then the next day the other guys would come along to meet me, and if i want have some fun with them. He told me, you just do what you like to do, they would go real slow on me, and give me time to adapt to the new scene with them. After a while talking to Jeroen, kurt came into the shop, and asked us if we where ready to go. We made a move to go outside, but i felt a slow woblly feeling in my legs, Jeroen was very quick to hold me and help me outside. Kurt had the car outside and Jeroen did go with me into the back of the car, while Kurt did trhow my little luggage in the front of the car. I did not know what came over me, i never had that feeling before, it did not feel bad, only i was not sure what i was feeling. Jeroen was cuddling with me and said that everything was alright, and that i just have to enjoy the feeling. He was kissing me very intensely, and somehow i had the feeling that i was enjoying in, because my dick was standing full attention. Little did I know that my coke was laced with GBL.I do not know how long we did drive to their house, i even did not recall how i entered the house. When i woke up i was lying with both of them in a big jacuzi, somewhere in their house. The boys where smiling at me, and i felt very happy, they where kissing me all over, and caressing my naked body in the hot foamy bad. Soon the water was getting cold and Kurt said it was better to go to the playroom where they would have an open fire burning to heat up, and have a deep massage. I was easily persuaded to follow them to the playroom. The playroom was huge, on the floor where several matresses with rubber sheets over, then they had several slings there, and some special chairs i could not even think where they where for. On the wall there where big flatscreens with different bare movies playing, and then there was the huge fireplace giving warmth to he whole of the room. Kurt directed me over to a very big matress, behind the matress was a big wall holding leather gear like masks, wips, cuffs in all shapes, blindfolds, dogcollars, and all kind of stuff i never saw before. Kurt handed me my rucksack with my stuff and asked me about the gear i brought. Soon i was showing very proud my new gear, and explained them that i never had used them before. Soon both guys where all over me, saying i should try them on, and show off to them. I did put on my gear, and to show them what i got, and they did touch my good feeling and told me that i was looking stunning to them. I was already so horny, just by their talks that i would have done everything in my mind to please them, little did i know that it soon would happen in real. Kurt was lying next to me, kissing my ear, and breathing heavily on me, while Jeroen started to lick my balls and dick, Kurt was whispering in my ear sweet little words, how good that i did look, and how happy they where that i was finally with them toghether. Jeroen was making me crazy with his tongue on my balls and dick, and Kurt did ask me if i was ready to let myself go, and give me over to their sexgames. I was so happy that moment, that i confirmed that i was ready for whatever they had in mind, little did i know what their plans where there and then. Jeroen stopped sucking my balls and offered me a drink and told me to drink up, that i needed a lot of fluids in me; for what there was to come. I did not dare to ask him what i meant but i did just go with the flow. When my drink was finished, Kurt told me that he would lead me to the sling, that i would be more comfortable in the sling. They played me a bit on my secret fantasees, and soon i was spread eagled, cuffed and blindfolded in their sling, just there where they wanted to have me. I was feeling woozy and high, and had the feeling that i no longer had a will of my own. Kurt did start to kiss me, and asked me how i felt, i was so happy and i thanked Kurt for being so kind to me. Somebody started to fingering my ass, and i felt a tongue twirling around my asshole, i never had felt a tongue on my hole before, the feeling was amazing. My head was buzzing like crazy, and i had the feeling i could not think straight anymore, i was so concentrated on all these new feelings. Kurt was still kissing me like he was checking up on me if i had no rejections. I was losing all inhibitions, and i just let them play with me. Kurt was picking up the ball gagg that i brought, and told me to bring it on my mouth, he would be turned on by it. Soon the gagg was fasted to my head, and there i was out of control in a strangers home. At a certain moment everything when quiet in the room, and i had the feeling that i was abandonded for a moment. Jeroen and Kurt where arranging cameras around the sling and started to record every movement around the sling, on the same they had a cam live on of this sexsites where all their buddys where enjoying the live action what was going to take place with me. After a while both guys focused their attention on me, both guys where licking my ass and sucking on my cock, my feet and arms where bound to the chains, and i could not move my head, obvious they also had secured the dogcollar to the sling. Both hands where now findling on my ass, and i did hear them whisper to eacht other, but i could not make out what they where doing or saying there. Suddenly i did feel a sting in my ass, and then shortly after heat was forming in my insides, i had a very rough pressure up my lungs, and i had the feeling that my whole live was flashing before my eyes. The feeling was amazing i suddenly did feel the need of getting fucked badly, somebody stated to tongue my ass, and i was nearly crying from hapyness. The gagg was removed and i felt another bottle on my lips, i was so thirsty for water, i must have emptied the bottle inione go. Please fuck me I begged, please fuck my ass i cried out, i was so ready to get fucked. Kurt and Jeroen now where both fingering my ass know, i could feel there sharp fingernails running along my hole and at the insides of my hole. Jeroen was next to my ear now, and asked me if i was ready for them, ready to give it all up for them. Did i want their dicks inside me ?????? Please i begged Jeroen, fuck me please ride my ass please. Jeroen kept my head still, and produced a botle of poppers under my nose, and told me to get a good sniff for my first ride of bare dick. Suddenly i felt a sharp point at my ass, entering the insides of my ass, i cried out from pain, but also from ectasy, Jeroen was holding me, keeeping the botlle of poppers under my nose, while probably Kurt was riding my ass for the first time.I never had so much pain from a fuck, even with chems, little did i know they where riding my ass with a killercondom. Kurt's cock was in no time covered with blood, seeping from the insides of my ass.I did have the feeling they did enter my ass with a metal poker, my insides where burning, the fucking did go on for a while, en Jeroen was talking to me that i was a brave and sweet guy, that i would not regret it. He was kissing me all over, and holding the bottle of poppers under my nose, i was feeling the effects on everything what they have given to me. Kurt spoke to Jeroen, and said that i was ready to move on in my new life whatever that might be. He retracted his dick from my hole, and i was feeling so empty. I was crying out, please do not stop to fuck me, please fuck me, i was close to crying, so desperate to feel a dick in me, i did not even recognise myself, what was going on with me. Kurt was next to me and he started to feed me his dick, can you taste that Micky, these are your assjuices they taste raunchy don't you think, what i did taste was ass and blood, i was lapping his dick clean like a frenzy rabbit in heat, not thinking that this blood came from my hole. My ass was feeling so empty and I was chanting like a madman, please fuck me sir, fuck me please, i had not to wait long, with one move somebody did enter my ass so rough, i was crying out from the pain, there was the bottle of poppers again, Kurt say sniff baby keep sniffing, i head the feeling i was losing conscious as well as any control on my body. The dick was entering me then retracting from my ass and then plunging real hard in again. I do not have a trained ass so the feeling was painfull. Kurt whisperd "just let us take care of you baby, we going to make you another person, you will start a new life from today on". With not really recording what Kurt told me, i just could lie back and let them to to me whatever they wanted, my conscious was shut out of any reality to the world, i just felt like a puppet on a string, being moved by the one holding the strings.The dick was now fucking in a normal sense of way hammering away in my ass, i never known a dick could go so deep into my guts. The feeling was so great finally i had the barefuck i hoped for. The guy who was fucking me had a big stamina, he was going on what felt for me forever, i was in piggy heaven.The fucker retracked his dick from my ass and did plunge in 2 fingers in my ass, here slut taste your assjuices you like it, i was lapping his fingers clean again the taste of blood on it.Inn did go the dick again, and he was fucking me more rapidly and soon there was a grunt, and one finally push to the depths of my gut, exploding deep in me, his dick was not moving anymore but i could feel the muscles of the dick unloading the cargo deep in me. I was in heaven, being finally fucked bare. I was sweating like crazy, i never did sweat that much. His dick was staying deep in me, not moving, suddenly i wanted to move my ass, but Kurt told me to keep still and do not move. I was so cock hungry just that i wanted to fuck myself on the cock deep inside me, suddenly i felt a stream flowing in me, was he for real pissing in my ass? Wow what a feeling, it felt so strange but o so good. I was a bit in a panic that i would not be able to hold it. I tought the stream would never end, i was so full in my ass. Soon he retracted his dick, and his dick was replaced a buttplug, my ass was sealed no more liquids could escape, soon his chemspiss was making me woozy again.Jeroen removed my blindfold, and he was looking deep in my ass, how are you doing buddy, how do you feel. I was feeling so good, they asked me if would love to go on now, or stop here? The chems did take the upperhand of my mind, and i begged them to make me their whore. Obvious that was the answer they where expecting, becasue they where both big smiles. Time for a small rest buddy, lets get you out of the sling, lets have a drink, or if you want some food we can make something for you. Soon i was between then on the big matress in front of the fire cuddling up next to them. I was still so horny, that i started sucking their dicks, i was lapping on their dicks like they where big lollipops, Jeroen and Kurt did lie back and just enjoyed my sucking and licking of their balls. I had the feeling i was falling in love with these guys. After a rest what have must been some hours, i must have fallen asleep because both guys where gone, and i was sleeping on my own on the big matrass. I tried to get up, but felt the plug was still up my ass and i was a bit in panic, because i had the feeling i had the feeling I needed to take a dump. Kurt came in to the room to see if i was alright, i said yeah i feel good, only had a bad feeling with the plug in my ass. Do not worry buddy, lets go to the badroom and we will take care of it. Soon i strumpled to the bathroom, Jeroen was in the jacuzzi with some other guys making fun, Kurt introduced me to Jake and Tony 2 Britts from London who where regulars at their parties. Both guys where full of tattoos, i always had a softspot for guys with tattoos. They had striking sleeve tattoos on both arms, near they belly buttons they had both big scorpions and aroung their left nipple they both had a tattoo, that i have known from hazardous products, i did not know the meaning of it. After a short introduction Kurt did take my hand and ushered me into a shower room, i never saw a shower that bif, they could easily give room for a whole football team. Kurt arranged the heat of the water and started to soaping me up, it was a good feeling, i had the feeling i was taken care off. Kurt was soaping up my ass, and then he said to go down and squeeze out the piss which i did, when the piss sorted, it was red from the inside of my ass. I was slightly in panic, but Kurt told me not to worry about it. Gon on all fours then i will clean out your ass baby. I did what he told me to do, and soon he brought the shower nozzle into my ass and he was fillign me up real good, till i could no longer take it. He positioned himself behind me, and i felt his breathing on my ass, and he told me now let it go. I pushed out the water with suck force, that he must have been covered all over. I felt more dirty then him just doing that. He said thank you baby that was so hot, he repeated it so often that i felt it in my back form all this water. Soon we where washing up, getting clean, and then moving to the jacuzzi where the other where having a heavy petting. Kurt did help me into the jacuzzi where i was welcomed by the 2 britts and Jeroen, Jeroen helped me in and placed me in between him and Tony, Jake was sitting next to him. Kurt was getting us all some drinks and in the meantime i was getting acquanted with Jake and Tony. They where really typical Britt guys with tattoos all over and i could see their nipple rings just above the water. After short introductions by Jeroen on their behalf i gave both guys a deep welcome kiss, even their tongue was pierced. We where sitting back a bit relaxing, when Kurt came back with drinks, and some fingerfood. Kurt gave me a big glass of coke while the others where served with whisky the 2 Britts had brought. Kurt did move in to the tub as well sitting next to Jake facing me. We just lie there a bit enjoying the hot stream of water massaging us and having smalltalks about how we all did meet each other. Kurt was explaining to Jake and Tony that this was my first open party, and that it was my first bare party, giving a wink to both guys. Tony was asking me why i did wait so long to try bare sex, and if i did regret it so far. I explained a bit my background, and also the fact that i am not really a sceneguy, more a loner then a partybeast, but i told him my world did just open meeting up with Kurt en Jeroen, and so far everything had been fun, so i could not really complain. I told them i just sit back and go with the flow, all the guys where smiling, and winking at each other. This time i did taste the coke was spiked with G, but i did not care, i was feeling happy and content, and i let get the G get the better of me. Soon i was making out with Jeroen and Tony giving them both long and sloppy kissen, in the meantime on the other side Jake and Kurt where on top of each other having sweet deep kisses. Jeroen did pull me up to him, and made me stand over him, so that he could suck my cock. I was on heaven in the meantime feeling horny again thanks to the G, Tony came behind me and starting to lick my ass like crazy, his tongue was lapping around fuckchute with his pierced tongue, sending shivers down my spine, i was feeling so loved by all these guys, Jeroen was getting very deep on me and also giving my balls a good seen to. Jeroen was coming down again into the water and told me to get on my belly into the jacuzzi whith my head resting on my arms on the side of the jacuzzi. Tony and Jeroen placed my knees on the seat of the jacuzzi, so that my ass had a maximum opening, they both where fingering my ass, and massaging my asslips, i was just closing my eyes and enjoy the attentention of both guys behind me. I felt their both hands on my ass both fingering my hole, and going real deep into my ass. My ass was still a bit sore inside, from the first fuckings i received, but the pain was not up to the good feeling they gave me. Soon Kurt came to my side and he moved on the side to the jacuzzi and made me suck his big dick, while Jake did go out of the jacuzzi to fetch some things they brought. Jake was back, and he gave Kurt my blindfold and Kurt asked if i would mind to wear it again for them, it would give them an extra kick. I did not mind, i love to wear it. Soon i was back to sucking blindfolded and enjoying his big dick. At my back the guys had moved up my ass, and somebody was giving me a good deep rimming, it must have been one of the britts, because i could feel the piercing moving deep in my ass. While my ass was being rimmed, somebody was playing with my dick, i had hands all over and i was enjoying the attention, i was in dickheaven. My ass was lowered a bit and my leggs where forced open, and soon they where fingering again on my asslips very rougly 2 digitfingers entering my ass very hard. I could hear spray something but could not make out what it was, Kurt told me to open my mouth, and to suck on the rag, soon i was getting the effect, and on the meantime, somebody was trying to enter me full force in my ass. Since in the jacuzzi, the entering was not easy my ass was not giving easy acces so he stayed pushing, it was either Jake or Tony becasue i was feeling an imense big ringpiercing entering my cunt. The pain was immense, and he kept pushing to get inside me, it was certainly not an easy task, again the spray and again the rag in my mouth, nowit seems to be working, i was relaxing and opening up to the intruder. Kurt made sure i was sucking his dick again and going down on him, as deep as possible. Soon the dick was getting comfortable in my ass and was starting up certain rythm in my ass, going very deep, Kurt was holding my hands so i could not push the intruder away. He was taking his time into fucking me real slowly but oh so deep, he was wrecking up my insides, but i did love every second of it. I did take back my hands from Kurt and was feeling around me if their where any dicks to feel up, while i was sucking on Kurts dick. Soon i found both dicks and was playing with them in the water, jerking them off, while the other 2 guys where hammering in my available holes. One of the dicks had also a big piercing, and smaller piercings allong the neck of the dick, it was like there was a ladder going up to the dick head. I was intrigued by this dick, so i did feel him up real gentle, because i was not sure if i could do any harm to his dick. Jeroen dick was moving in my other hand like there was no tommorow. My fucker was getting up the rythm, and soon i could hear him grunt, and i felt that he pushed is dick deep in me, and he yelled something but could not make it out, because my face was cramped between the legs of kurt, the only thing i heard was poz, and then nothing. He was filling my ass with what must have been 8 to 10 shots of cum into the depth of my ass, he was filling me up real good. He kept his dick deep in me, while both sides next to me where beside my face and kissing my ears and my back, like i was a mother that just had delivered a baby. The dick started moving again, and he was fucking me again going very deep, like he wanted to push the cum deeper into my guts. The feeling was so good i was in fuck heaven, especially when kissed around the ears at the same time and feeding on big dick, soon also Kurt was getting exicited, and he pushed my face deeper on his dick, and his thick spurts of cum did fill the back of my throat finding its way direct into my stomach filling me up real good. wow this was amazing, i was trying to get up to get some air from the choking, but Kurt just did last on getting some spurts in my mouth. One moved my face towards him, and he ordered me to share some of that cum with him, while tongueing me, he sucked the rest of the cum right out my mouth, and the other guys where laughing with that. However was fucking me, was pulling very slow out of me, i could feel the metal ring pass by my spincter, and it was making me crazy, what a good feeling. Everybody was getting their breaths from the tub action, i had pulled of blindfold, and it was clear that Tony had fucked my ass. I gave him a big kiss, and said thank you for the nice a good fuck, he giggled, do not worry there are more fucks to come, we are not finished with you. Kurt handed me back my coke, and we just did sit back and did drink resting my head in the shoulder of Jake, while kissing him once in a while, someones foot was playing with my ass in the water.Kurt was asking if i was tired, if i wanted to get some rest, or if i was up for more good sex with them. I was far from tired, i just wanted to have fun with the boys as long as possible. Kurt was kissing me, and said come here you little tweaker, so i moved up to him in the tub, lying on top of him and kissing him. Would you be up for some fun with Jake and Tony while Jeroen and I have a short break? Sure buddy why not, you have a nice sleep, and i will entertain Jake and Tony. Little did i know where i was up to.Jeroen and Kurt left the tub, and there i was sitting with the 2 Britt boys (or should i say men). Jake and Tony did take me in between them, and there was some heavy kissing going on. Jake was wondering what i did like in sex, or what my experience where so far in sex. I explained them, that this night was the most adventorious sex night i ever had in my life, i was not in a relationship, so my sexlife, was nearly to nothing, sometimes i would meet up with guys somewhere, to have a blowjob, or when lucky getting fucked, but there it stopped then. Seems very boring, Tony said. They wanted to know why i did take now the step to go bare and explore my own darkside. To be honest, i was craving this already for a longtime, but i had problems to meet the right guys. If you looking on a chatsite, there are a lot contenders, but the ones who really date are so small numbered, it was hard to find the right match.So both guys where wondering what my secret fantasy would be, what was i dreaming about, what turned me really on. Why the blindfold? Why had i bought all this leather gear just not to use it, hmmm somebody was well informed. I explained that I was watching these PH gay pornside, and i loved the videos, where the bottoms would be bound up and blindfolded, and then used by other guys, it would really get me off, especially when the guy was used as a cumdump. They where watching each other with these questioning eyes, i was hoping i was not coming over as a complete dork. Tony said they loved the idea of a restrained buddy, just available for their service, for them it seemed difficult to find guys who would be ready to deliver to them. They prefered to go all the way with their bottoms, just have their way with their bottoms without any resistance. It intrigued me, how far that they would go, what is there more then blowjobs and fucking which we already did together, little did i know.Lets get a warm shower, and then move to the playroom Jake said, so we where all getting out of the tub, wandering to this big shower room. Inside the room, Tony was arranging the heat of the water, while Jake told me to sit down on the floor, so i did sit down on my ass, legs spread, and my hands on the floor, while Jake came with his flacid dick up my face, i thought to open my mouth and take his dick for a blowjob, but Jake stopped me, and said, just close your eyes, do not touch my dick, and open wide, which i then did. Warm water was floating around my body, and also Tony came in front of me, soon i did feel the first streams of piss, hitting my tongue, i was suprised, but i started to swallow, like i did do it the whole of my life, soon their was the second stream, and i had a hard time to swallow both streams, but i did my best, their piss tasted very acrid, and i did smell the bitterness of their piss, i did come up closer to their dicks to catch more, and both guys where laughing in pride with me. The stream of their piss was endless, they pissed like there was no tommorow. I was dissapointed when the streams did lower down, but i felt real full with their piss, both guys where caressing my head; like they wanted to say, good boi, hihihihi. Tony did pull me up, and we started to wash up, there was a lot of soap involved, and lot of play and a lot of kissing, I had the feeling the piss gave me a buzz, but was not sure if that was possible.Jake did take the nozzle and arragned the stream, then he motioned me to get on all fours, so that he could clean out my ass, he did bring in the nozzle real deep, and filled me up with the warm water real good. My ass was overflowing, and i just pushed all the water out, and then it was filled again, this did go on for a while, till i was getting tired, so they stopped and did pull me up, we washed each other again, where i did take a lot of attention on their pierced dicks and niples. I was so fascinated by their tattoos and piercings, they explained a bit about their tattoos, except the real meaning of the scorpion, and the hazardous nipple tattoos, i did not bother to ask. When finished, we dried off, and then with the towels around our waist, we did go over to the playroom and crashed on the big matress together. I was in the middle and Jake and Tony on their sides face holded on their elbows. Tony asked me, if i did like the sex with them, sure i did they are the most sexy guys i did ever encounter. Would you like to please us? Take it a step further with us? Do you trust us? Sure i do, i would do anything to please these guys. Really???? Would you go further with us, as you already did? We like you, you are a good lad, you have a good ass, but there is more potential in, you have to learn to know yourself, your real self, make your fantasees true. What do you think Micky? Are you up for it?I never been so ready as now, i really want to go all the way (not that i really did know what all the way is), but guys where smiling at me and kissing me, we where in a trio kiss that made me so hot i love kissing, without kissing sex is no fun. Jake was getting up while Tony was kissing me passionate, his hand was playing with my hole, it did feel so good, do you like my ass Tony? Sure i do buddy, but it needs more then just some fingers, we need to expand your ass a bit to make it a real good ass. Jake came back with my gear, and did put it aside me on the matress. What about these things buddy do you want to try them on for us, and show us what you look like when wearing them. Tony did help me up, and soon we where getting everything on, starting with my leather harnass, then the dogcollar,, leather cuffs. Hmmm you look amazing buddy, so hot, you are wrong not using them, you really look good in them. Jake did take his mobile and was soon making pictures of me, form all sides. Tony asked me what chems i was doing, i blushed a bit and told him, that i do not know anything about chems, but that i was enjoying what Jeroen and Kurt had given me, this was my first time that i did take chems. Hmmm and did you like it Micky??? Tony had a total look of misschief on his face, sure i did love it, even that i did not know what they have given me, i did feel so happy, and unhibited to expand my boundaries. Hmmm so you loved it to push yourself a bit further???? Yeah i really did, maybe that i do regret later, but i felt so happy and wanted. Hmmm your up to try some more? Sure, i am ready, although i do not want to get addicted on any stuff, because i would be a mess, not knowing anything of chems.Tony and Jake both said, do not worry baby, you can trust us, we just want you to have a good time with us, try your fantasees with us baby, open up to us. As long you help me, i have no problem, i really like you guys, with that, Tony produced a glass pipe, and a bag with some shards in it. Do you smoke Micky? Nope, never smoked before excepts some cigars on a holiday trip to some tropical island.Soon he was filling some shards into the glasspipe, I was watching him closely, not really knowing what i would be trying to, Jake was fingering my hole again, which felt good, and he was encouraging me to try the pipe. Tony was bringing the pipe to his mouth, and was lighting the bottom of the pipe, so that the shards did start to melt, i was watching very fascinated as he was doing this. With the first inhaling by him, he moved his mouth to mine and starting kissing me, he blew whole the smoke into my mouth, meanwhile Jake was gripping my nostrils, and whispered, keep the smoke in as long as you can, i was holding on as long as i could, and then, let go again, wow what a feeling, i was feeling the smoke taking control of my inner self, Tony was smiling to me, and repeated the process. Soon i was flying, i do not remember how much time he was doing it. After a while he filed the pipe again with shards, and he was moving the pipe now to my lips, and told me to inhale very deep while he was firing the pipe up, soon i was shotgunning him and Jake. My body had a mind of his own now was feeling so horny, and my hole started twitching, and begging for cock, i felt so happy. Jake did put on the blindfold, and Tony was getting in front of me, soon Jake pulled my back to lie down, and Tony did take my legs in the air, and he was startting to rim my pink hole like crazy, the feeling was so good, Jake stradled my face and pushed his big dick with all his piercings in my mouth, I began to suck like crazy on his dick.The feeling being so high and being blindfolded was so good, i had the feeling i felt everything more intense. My mouth was full with Jacks pierced dick, i had to make sure that my teeth where not damaged by all this metal. Tony was doing a great job rimming my hole, i was really in heaven with these guys i had the feeling i could handle the world. Tony was wispering something to Jake, and there was some slight discussion going on, i could not make out what they where discussing, but soon Jake retracted his dick form my mouth and he was getting up. Without my knowledge, they put back the cameras on, while Tony was fiddeling with my ass. He was fingering my ass, while rimmming it, the feeling was so great. Tony made me turn on my stomach, and opened my legs very wide so my hole was exposed to his eyes, without telling me, he was shoving some shards deep in my ass, using his fingers, and a dildo he had at hand, i was not aware what he was doing, but the feeling of that dildo entering my ass was feeling so good, i was moaning like a dog in heat. The shard where now disolving in my insides, and i did feel the heat coming from the shards, it felt so good, i was feeling my body below, getting a mind of his own. Are you ok buddy? Tony asked me, i responded, yes i am in heaven, i want to be fucked so bad, i am so hungry for dick. Tony was laughing and told me to wait up a bit till Jake was back, and then they would take care of me. I did not know what they fingered into my ass, but my last barriers where melting like the snow for the sun, i was so ready to do anything they wanted. Jake was back, and he asked Tony how i was doing, i think he is ready for both of us, his hole is open real good. To confirm that i was ready, i asked them to fuck me, please guys fuck me i need it bad. Jake was preparing a big rig with Tina, on the mattress, and told Tony why let you not sit Micky on your big dick buddy, with a knowing wink between them. Tony helped me to stand up, and then was lying down, and steering me on top of him, Jake was putting some lubricant on Tony's big dick, and steered my ass over the dick of Tony. Soon the big dick of Tony was filling me up real good, i forced myself down on the dick of Tony as deep as possible, i could never imaging that i would take a dick so deep in my guts.I already wanted to ride his dick, but Tony stopped me, just what a sec buddy, we have another suprise for you, are you up for it??? If i was up for it, as long it would involve fucking i was up for anything.Jake did swap the arm of Tony with a pad, while Tony was holding a tourniquet around his arm, and then Jake brought the needle to his thick vein and entered it, first he did withdraw some blood, and then shot some of the contents in Tony's arm. I was trying to move again, but Tony shouted to me, keep still Micky, do not move. Soon Jake was retracting some blood of Tony into the rig, and retracted the needle from Tony's arm. Soon Jake had binded his own arm, and he did the same process with him, first losing some of the content in his vein, and tehn reatracting again some of his blood into the rig. Now the rig was colouring so red, that you could not see the real contents anymore. Tony voiced hand changed towards to me. Micky do you wanna please me and Jake???? Sure of course i wanted to please these guys, had they seconds toughts in fucking me???? I felt somebody was taking my arm, and the tourniquet was placed on my upper arm, and Tony whispered, ok Micky be bot afraid, you are going to feel a small prick in your arm, but then you going to be so happy, and we will find you so sexy.While Tony was deep inside me, Jack was fidling with my arm, i could feel him putting a band on my arm, and then pulling it so hard, that i feit my bloodstream stopping from flowing in my lower arm. He was swapping with a cold patch on a part from my arm, then he was feeling up the veins of my arm, i know he would have difficulties finding a good vein, because they are difficult to see, i was always jealous of people where the veins would show on the top of their arms. I could feel his fingers moving around on the inside of my elbow, soon i did feel the needle touching my arm, don't be scared Mickey, just sit still and Let me take care of you buddy, nothing is going to happen to you, you just will feel a small pressure on your chest, then you want to cough, but then you are going to feel so good baby, trust me. To be honest i was sweating already, not 100% sure where i was in for, al kinds of thoughts where forming in my head, but the hornyness did take the upperhand, and i was not planning to let the guys be dissapointed with me. Soon the needle with the blood and tina was entering my vein, i could feel it go deep, Jake was taking his time to empty the contents in my vein, it was taking an age to get empty in my bloodstream, finally he did retract the needle from my arm, and somebody released the tourniquet from my arm and again a swapping over my arm. WOOF what are pressure on my chest, i started to cough like crazy, like i just had taken a deep pull of a heavy havanacigar, Tony was starting to move his dick inside me, while Jake was intentally watching what was happening to me, to make sure my reactions where according to plan. I was feeling the immense rush, the dosis must have been very high, because i lost it all, i never felt anything like it, my body was no longer in control, all kinds of emotions where taking control of me, i wanted to get fucked so bad, i was nearly crying and begging for it. Tony must have sensed it, because he was now increasing the pace in my ass, going real deep, Jake whispered in my ear, you are one of us now baby, we going to breed you really good now. I did understand nothing what he said i did not register anything they told me. I had the feeling my soul has left my body, i felt so sureal, i was riding Tony's dick like crazy, i felt my soul was watching me going into total depravity. Jack pushed my uppertorso down on Tony, camera's still registering every movement i made, Tony grabbed my head and pushed my mouth on his nipple with his hazardous tattoo, show us your gratitude boy, let yourself go and give it up for us. Jake started rimming my ass, while Tony was fucking me with long strokes, i was in pig heaven. Tony started kissing my face, how does it feel stud, any regrets so far????? No Tony please keep fucking me, wreck my hole please, make me yours please. Tony was winking to Jake that is was time to speed things up a bit, and go for the harder stuff. Tony produced some poppers and was holding them under my nose, sniff really good Mickey, and again, and again, i was flying real good now, i lost total control now, i became a fuckpuppet without a will of his own. Soon Jake camera behind me, and i felt his dick rubbing against Tony's dick and my asslips, his pierced dick was feeling up the entrance of my hole. Wow are they serious are they going to doublefuck me???Tony was sensing my doubts i guess, because he said, do not worry baby you can take us both, just breath normally and relax, open up for us. There where the poppers again, i felt Jake pushing his pierced dick against my ass lips trying to enter, Tony was holding his dick real still to help Jake in entering me. I felt like these monster dicks where ripping up the entrance of my hole, but i just let them take control of my ass. The pain was heavy, but i felt so good, tears where filling up my eyes, and the tina was helping me big time, i just turned into a whore begging for dicks, no matter if they where toxic or not. Jake was pushing deeper and deeper into me, really taking his time to slide up next to Tony's dick, both where slowly building up a pace in my ass. I could feel the ladder of piercings on Jakes dick entering my ass deep. Soon i was getting used to both dicks riding my ass, i was moaning like a bitch in heat. Jake was highfiving Tony in the effort they had made with me. I was giving in to the guys dicks, i was building up a pace myself to make sure that i pleased both britt studs, giving in to all what they wished for. Both pierced dicks where going deep now into my guts, riding me real deep and hard, both guys where moaning now, and kissing me all over and praising my efforts to please them. The tina and blindfold was getting me real high and leaving me without any boundaries, i had the feeling i wanted much more then what was happening now. Jake was pulling me up to his chest, and he started to play with my nipples, and biting my earlobe. How do you feel buddy, do you like oud fucking baby, do you want some filling up? I was ready for anything, i begged, just fuck me please do not stop. Jake and Tony where going deeper and deeper, my assring was giving way to the intruders i never been fucked so good and so deep, i did forget time and place and was just going along with the flow, letting the boys they control of me. My ass did feel moist, like it was getting wet, little did i know that i was bleeding again on the inside of my ass giving breeding space for their toxic dicks. Tony and Jake enjoyed clearly fucking my ass, both where moaning now building up some pressure in their balls, they could not holding it much longer anymore, they wanted to release their cum real deep in me. Jake pushed my uppertorso back towards Tony and speeding up fucking me, i could feel the pressure building up in his dick, suddenly i did hear him crying out, and he was shooting his load deep in my guts, shot after shot, his cum was flowing like there was no tommorow, i felt every shot hitsingle my guts deep inside. Take my toxic load you whore he was shouting, i was in pig heaven glad for the gift he was giving me. Jake kept his dick deep in me, and Tony started to move again now, hè was slowly curling up the butter, and started pistioning in and out of my ass, with echt trust he move de deeper and deeper, calling me all kinds of names, going from whore to toxic slut, and back to whore again, to be honest i felt like a whore working up a sweat to please my rapists. Tony was shouting out, i am going to breed your toxic cunt you whore, here it comes, and with that he pushed his cum on top of Jakes cum flowing my ass with his toxic seed, sensing spurt after spurt deep in my guts. Tony and Jake where breathing heavily, i had the feeling my ass had a orgasm of his own, the feeling was so intense i nearly blacked out on top of Tony, loosing every sense of reality. Jake made sure nothing was happening to me, and that i stayed with them the whole time. I did break down on Tony's and Jake did come lie on me and we where all catching our breaths and tried to regular oud heavy breathing, Both guys asked if i was ok, i only sobbed a bit in happy essentieel, glad for the feeling they gave me. The tina had me still under control, i was hoping they where not finished with me just yet, i hoped they would continue fucking me. Both guys kept their dicks in me, i had not the feeling they where going soft inside me after their orgasm. Jake started to make move again inside my hole, but Tony stoppen him, and told him to keep still. Jake did stop right away obvious knowing what Tony was up to. Soon i realised that i did feel a hot streamen in my guts, Tony was pissing deep into my bowls filling me with his hot chems piss. The feeling was so good, soon also Jake let loose and he was afdingen his piss to the bodyfluids who where already deep in me. After a while the buzz was kicking in from their chemspiss.Jake and Tony where still deep inside me, my ass was filled with toxic seed, and their chemspiss. The buzz of the chemspiss was adding up to the Tina who was still raving inside me, i felt like i was in fuckheaven, just craving for the next load in my ass. Tony was kissing me very intensely and deep, our tongues where having a fight in our mouths, i love these kisses, their is no good sex without kissing. Jake was slowly moving his dick again, i could feel his piercings, moving across my spincter, and hitting my prostate, he was getting into action again, churning up the butter, of cum, blood, and piss inside me. I was quitly moaning while Tony kept on kissing me, i never have felt so full before. My blindfold was still on, so i did not notice that Jeroen and Kurt had entered the room again. They both where looking down on the scene, and had big smiles on their faces. Jeroen did go down on my backside, and started to add his finger, next to the dicks of Jake and Tony's, getting a feeling of the wetness inside, when he retracted his finger, it was covered in a mix of all bodyfluids, with red stains covering it, hmmm you boys have done a good job i see, showing off his stained finger to Kurt, before licking it off. Both guys where chuckling to his remarks, and nodding and winking. Tony asked the guys if they wanted a piece of my ass, to add to the contents already inside. Kurt said sure, but let we move him to the fucktable, so we can all get a piece of his ass and mouth. Jake was pulling out his dick with such a force, that I thought he had ripped off a part of my asslips, it was stinging real good, with the retraction of his dick, i lost some of the juices inside me. Soon also Tony did pull out of my ass, and moved my body next to him. Kurt was producing from somewhere a plug, which he shoved up my ass, real hard, no easygoing from his part on me. The plug pushed all the fluids deeper in my guts, i really was feeling full now.Jeroen was taking of the blindfold, and was watching into my blinking eyes, how are you keeping up buddy, still having fun here???? Oh yes i cried, feeling so good, and loved. Jeroen was kissing me while his hands where fiddling with my asscheeks. Let's move you to a nicer place, common, whe are going to give you what you need baby. Jeroen and Kurt where steering my body of to a kind of fuckbench, they pushed my body over the bench, where i landed on a soft leather bench, then they moved my hands in front of the bench, and tied them on leather cuffs beneath the bench, and then they placed my knees as high up as possible, and secured my feet to the bench. I did feel like a pig on a spitroast. The guys left me there, and then moved the camera's around, so that all the action was captured on video. Jack produced a glass pipe, and soon he was blowing white smoke in the air, he moved then the pipe on to Kurt, and he was inhaling very deep, his lungs where filling up real good with the T. More shards where produced in to the pipe, and the pipe was moving to Jeroen who did get the smoke on moving, soon he was hunching down on my with his face in front of me, and he did take a deep hit, and then kissed me on the lips with it, blowing the smoke deep inside me, on the same time, Tony was closing my nose, to make sure i inhaled the smoke deep into my lungs. The feeling was adding up to my already messed up state, i was out of control now, just begging to get fucked. Tony was taking of the pipe, and started to do his turns of inhaling, so that we would all be fucked up real good. I was so in a piggy state i would have done anything. Two tongues now started to lick the lobes of my ass, getting it real wet, i was moaning in heat, hoping they would continue their licking, one of the guys was slowly moving on the plug which was stuck in my ass, i felt the movements till deep in my guts pushing around the piss in my bowels. I was a bit in panick, not sure if when they would pull out the plug, that i would be able to keep the contents inside. I wanted to protest, but just let the idea drop, and make sure i tried to keep it inside.The tongues where intensifying the work on my ass, next to the plug, slowly they where moving the plug in and out, in short strokes. When they did pull out the plug, i lost some of the fluids, i could feel them running over my balls, and up the bench, the two guys where lapping up the fluids running from my ass, like they had the best breakfeast ever. Wow they are more pigier then i am, they must be really be fucked up to do this, little did i know that there was a lot of blood in the assjuices aswell. Tony and Kurt came in front of me, so it must be Jake and Jeroen, eating out my ass. The feeling was so good, soon Tony and Kurt where offering their dicks into my eager mouth. Their dicks did taste so good, it was not easy to have their big heads in my throat, especially not with the big piercing of Tony.The others guys did keep on sucking on my asshole, sometimes i would feel a fingering entering my ass like they would scoop up the contents of my ass. Tony and Kurt where really raping my mouth now, i was struggling to take hold of both dicks of them, they where tasting so good. One of the dicks was leaking some piss in my mouth, i could taste the acrid taste of the chems in it, it was a strange taste. Tony and Kurt where holding on to each other, just to move deeper into my face with each trust, i really was starting to get the hang of it. More and more piss was realeased, and i was all swallowing it down, some was lost on the edges of my mouth, dripping down on the floor, but i was so thirsty for it, that i tried to gulf it all down. I was in exctasy, feeling so happy and piggy, bring it on boys, give me more of that piss. The guys on my backside where still eating out my ass, and intensifying the fingering of my hole, i was feeling so good, i needed something bigger up my ass then just a finger or 2. When the boys retracted their dicks from my mouth i shouted out that i needed to get fucked hard, please fuck me sirs, take my ass, rape me please. The chems had done their work, i was out of control now, just begging to be used as a cheap street whore, the boys where content with how far they have brought me, just being a dumb fuckrag.The boys covered my eyes again with the blindfold, so it was total blackness for me again, not knowing what these studs where up to. I was flying high on chems, and i was eager to be fucked. A gagg with a ball was filling my mouth now, and fastened on the back of my head. The boys, left me for a while and did go to the big shower room, where they did take a hot shower together, and discussing what the next step was going to be in the conversion. Hey boys, Kurt said, i have 2 other friends who are going to arrive in a sec, they are 2 germans from Cologne, they are real pigs, and no limits tops. I told them about Mickey, and they where eager to take part in the breeding of Mickey. The guys are regular on all sort of bareparties and they are collectors in semen. The guys are bringing a jar with cum of 30 different guys, and they want it to eject it is Mickey ass, before we start our assault on his ass. Hmmm like the idea said Tony, love to fuck an ass filled with male juices. We are going to spike the cum first with tina, to make sure the little piggy will sqealling for our dicks of death. Jake said, love it that the guy is already high as a kite, he just wants more and more, would not mind to try to fist is tight little ass. Ok boys, lets get dry and get the show rolling. The guys just arrived in the playroom, as the others arrived at the door, Kurt was getting the guys. Soon Kurt arrived with the new guys into the playroom, ok boys this are Ralf and Gunther, the pigs From Cologne i told you about. The guys where 2 big guys, you could tell they where germans from their looks hands where shaken, and smiles all over. The guys where wearing rubber jeans, and rubber T-shirts, on their jeans they had removable codpieces. They looked very sturdy and hard. Obvious they brought their own gear, because they where carrying a big rubber travelbag filled to burst with gear. Ralf was moving over to the fuckbench and started already to feel up my ass i was wimmering in anticipation when i felt his wurstfinger entering my hole. His was roughly feeling up my ass, i could feel his sharp nail scratching at my insides. The other guys where watching intentally what he was doing with my ass. Gunther did drop his big bagage on one of the tables, and opend it, and started to rummage in it. Soon he brought out a bag of tina, some syringes, a jar with the cum, a glaspipe, a big buttplug with a fuck hole in it, and again killercondom. Kurt said he had already some syringes ready, they where just waiting for the guys to arrive to administer them. Soon the guys where helping each other to get the slams done. After they all had administered the slams on eacht other, and enjoying the rush, Ralf was back concentrating on my ass, he entered one digit into my hole, and soon a second one did follow. I was still in heat and begging to get fucked, was it not that i still was gagged, so the only sounds i made where some muffled cries. Ralf did keep up the fingering of my ass, he was real rough on my ass, Gunther did join him feeling up my ass, Ralf did retract his fingers from my ass, and showed his bloody and cum stained fingers, to Gunther, who reach for his hand, and he lapped all the juices up from Ralfs fingers, the other guys made quizical looks to each other, and Kurt said, i told you they are pigs!!!. Both guys where chukling to each other, and they focussed their assault again on my ass, both inserting fingers into my tight hole, i could only moan in anticipation. You boys did do a good job on him, said Ralf, you prepared him already for us hihihihi. Ralf was stroking his cock with his free hand, and he was talking German to Gunther, like he ordered him around. Gunther did reach for the killercondom, and did hand it to Ralf, Ralf did stop the assualt of my ass and intensified the stroking of his dick, and fiddled a bit around with the condom in his hand. Gunther reached for the spiked J-lube, they had pre-prepared it with tina, so it would give an extra buzz when used on a bottom. Gunther was masaging my asslips, and thried to open up my asshole. Soon he did put the nozzle of the J-lube in my ass, and did squirt some of the J-lube direct into my hole. It did take a while before i registered what was happening, soon i did feel the heat in my ass, and the buzz following in it. How much more where they planning to drug me, i was not sure how more whilling i could become, i was starving for dick, I did really need it so bad, why would they not just fuck me. Ralf was possible sensing my impatience, because he was nodding to the others, that i was ready for a new assault, he was putting on the condom, and made sure that the tip was at the right spot, on the top of his dick, he made a joke to the others that his dick look like a german soldier with this pin-helmets, the others where laughing with his joke. Tony was moving to my front, and he was carressing my face, are you ready Mickey to what there is to come, i was slowly nodding, i was not sure what there was to come, but i hoped it involved dick fucking the hell out of my ass, i was a bitch in need. Tony started to remove the gagg, making it loose at the back of my head, and replacing the gagg by his pierced dick, him i was really gagging for his dick, his pa was scratching my front teeth, but i did not care, i really did love his dick, and i wanted to show it to him. At my backside, Gunther was still massaging my asslips, while Ralf was still arranging the killercondom on his dick, soon Gunther removed his fingers from my asslips, and where replaced by massaging movements by the dick of Ralf, it did not occur on me, that his dick was covered in a steel casing, Tony was watching Ralf closely what his movements where, Jack haded some poppers to Tony, which he did take, and Ralf gave the signal, that it was better to feed me some poppers. Soon Tony did open the bottle brown bottle, and moved it under my nose, ok Mickey take some strong whiff is, he was moving from one part of my nose to the other part of my nose, I was keeping up the sniffing, till i had the feeling that i nearly was passing out. In the meantime, Ralf started slowly to steer his dick at my manhole, i still was not aware of what there was to come, i just needed some dick deep inside me. The point on the condom was slowly entering my ass, and soon the rest of his covered dick was following, i was still not aware what was happening, but the other guys where watching in anticipation what was happening. Gunther was masaging my ass, which gave a real good feeling. Jake did move towards Tony, and he soon was adding his dick to Tony's dick, deep inside my mouth, my mouth was never so full, especially with the 2 big sized Pa's. I was flying high from the tina in my veins, the tina in my ass and the poppers, i needed to be used real hard now, little did i know how hard. Soon i was aware there was something going on in my ass, now i did feel the pin of the condom stroking to my ass walls, they must have sensed it, because Tony was holding on to my head, and Gunther did hold on to my ass, he was spreading open my ass cheeks, as Ralf did one deep plug, entering deep with his dick deep in my ass, i was crying out in a muffled voice, but i could feel the pain in my ass, the first pain did slowly go over in sensation, till the next attack came on my ass wall. Soon Ralf was intensefying the attack on my mancunt, he was going more rapidly now, and deeper aan deeper as he had started. At a certain moment he totally retracted his dick from my ass, and soon Jeroen and Kurt did come over to my ass, to check out the condom, and my asshole, the condom was covered in blood, and they where al smiling to each other, and soon he placed his dick again to my asshole, nodding to Tony that he was going to do another assault, and there was the pain again. Ralf made sure he was getting a maximum effect on my ass, there was no direction i could go, i was tied up, and holded by the guys, i could only undergo my destiny. My face was still filled with dicks, and i was still sucking them off like crazy, like i was sucking the nipple of my mother draining here for the so much needed mothermilk. Ralf was leaking a lot of precum due to the Tina, whne he used tina, his precum was leaking out of his dick like crazy. He was fucking me now on a steady pace, while Jeroen was kissing him very intense, Kurt was engaged with Kurt, massaging my ass, and while kissing him very intense. Ralf molestation of my ass continued, but i no longer did feel the pain the condom caused deep in my guts. I think my inner side must been a mess due fo the assault, but i was beyound feeling pain, i just needed the abuse. Gunter and Kurt where addding their fingers to Ralfs cock fingering my asshole. The tension in Ralfs balls was growing, he was the ultimate pig, he did love to destroy a newbies ass, and then breed it, it gave him an extra kick. Tony and Jack sensed the tension of Ralf and encouraged him to take off the condom, and breed my ass, the way it should be. Ralf hesitated a bit, but then retracted his cock from my ass, the condom was collored red, there was blood everywhere, Gunter was licking his lips just by the sight o the blood on the condom. He did go down, pulled off the condom of Ralfs dick, and began cleaning the bloodstained dick of Ralf with his tongue, he was a pig in frenzy, the others whee watching in amazement what was happening. Ralf pushed his boyfriend away, and directed his dick back to the bloody hole, he had to push it in deep, and was finally blowing his seed deep into me ass. I felt the heat in my ass, my ass was still burning, but i could feel the sperm gushing into my guts. I felt Ralf coming back into action, and he began to fuck me real hard, like it seemed that he wanted to push his cum as deep as possible in me. The fucking did go on for a while, and then i felt he did pull back. Somebody was licking my ass in a frenzy, to clean it from blood an possible sperm traces. Jeroen moved to my ass, and entered my ass in one go, he started raping me like crazy, he was really pistioning my ass like a machine, in the mean time i was still sucking on the pierced dicks of Tony and Jake. Gunter did join Ralf on one of the matresses, where he started to clean up the mess betweens Ralfs legs, the blood was everywhere, on his dick, his balls and between and on his legs. Gunter was in pig heaven, he loved this, he was so happy that Ralf was a pig like him. They did go all the way, but they prefered the breeding partys, and the satanic parties. Jeroen was in ectasy violating the ass of Mickey, he could feel all the fluids in Mickeys ass, cum, precum and blood. He really digs this scene, violating a tweaking bottom who does not have any idea what is happening to him. He is looking forward to watch the videos he made, he made a mental note to get them together in a proper video, and then launch it on different pornsites for others to enjoy. Jeroen was continuing his fucking of Mickeys ass, when Tony asked him if he could share mickeys ass together with him, Jeroen was interested he said why not, but first then let us take him down from the fuckbench, and move over to the matrass. Soon they where releasing me from the bench, my leggs and arms where tingeling from the straps of the bench. Jeroen moved to the big matras, with his pole high in the air jacking off to the idea of what there was to come, in them meantime Jack and Kurt where steering me to the matras, and helping me on top of Jeroen, i nearly crushed his balls, when stepping over him, soon they where pushing me down on him, and then pushing me forward. Jeroen was holding the bottle of poppers under my nose, and i did take a few big hits of the poppers, just to get the nice feeling of being a fuckwhore. Soon his dick was knocking on my backdoor, i pushed myself in top of his dick, somehow, i did get the hang of taking dicks in one go, even when it did hurt. The feeling of Jeroens dick in me was heaven, he was a good fucker, you could tell, in the meantime he did hold on to me, and was kissing my earlobe, which was making me crazy. I felt the movement behind me, and somebody was pushing my legs open, aswell the legs of Jeroen, first i was wondering what was hapening, but then i did feel the piercing against my asshole, and it began to dawn that they where actually planning to doublefuck me. Iwas not sure if i was able to take them both, Jeroen did hold again the bottle of poppers to my nose, and Tony was slowly sliding his dick next to Jeroen, it did hurt as hell, but still i was curious if i was able to take them. The pressure on my assring increased, especially with Tony's fat Pa pushing against my spincter, but i really wanted to take both dicks. Also Jeroen made an effort to go as deep as possible, both dicks where sinking into the deepness of my ass. I was really breathing heavy, and trying not to shout everything out, Jeroen kept on kissing me, which made me feel more safe and good, the feeling to be filled by 2 dicks was so amazing, i felt real proud of myself that i was able to take them.I started to make movements of my own, slowly riding these 2 big dicks inside me. Jeroen pushed me up, and i was greeted by 2 dicks ready for a good sucking. The 2 guys where standing both sides of Jeroens body, and they where pushing their dicks in my open mouth, i was eager to suck them, i was really in pig heaven now. Jack moved his face over to Kurts, and was whispering that he was ready to have a piss, hmmm Kurt was smiling, i could do with a good piss myself. Jack was pushing my face a bit to the back, and somehow i was sensing what there was to come, i just stopped sucking their dicks, removed my mouth from them, and opened wide, the 2 guys where smiling at eacht other and aimed their dicks at the opening of my mouth, they did not take long to start pissing the first drops missed missing my mouth, and where hitting my forehead and the cover of my eyes, but then they started aiming towards my waiting mouth, I started swallowing as quick as i could, i had not even time to get a taste of their dicks, it was just running down my gullet right to my stomach. Both guys where laughing at what a whore i looked like, i was taking their piss like a pro. The exsesive piss was running down my chin on my breast and down to Jeroens stomach, he started to coat my dick with their piss, the feeling was so amazing. I really did feel like a had left all my shortsided ideas aways, and was fully enjoying to be a full fuckobject to abuse. In the mean time Jeroen and Tony where riding my ass more furious, and where really riding me, the feeling was amazing, i was loosing it, i was going into overdrive, really enjoying all these new things, i never had done before. After they where ready pissing, i continued to suck of the 2 dicks, i felt the buzz of the chemspiss growing into me, heating up the insides. Jeroen was still playing with the piss and my dick, and soon i was pissing myself, letting out everything flow, i felt so embarrassed, but their was no way i could take it any longer, but the guys did not seem to mind, they where chucking about my embarrasement. I must have flooded the entire room with my piss, because my stream was endless. I felt so embarrassed, but Jeroen ensured me that it was ok to piss. Jeroen and Tony where still riding my ass, i could feel the friction of both dicks deep in my gut, and the feeling of Tony's pa on my insides was heaven. I really dig this scene, i decided from now on no more condoms, just take it as it comes. Jack and Kurt where hitting the back of my throat again, my mouth was total expanding with these 2 big dicks inside. I really loved the tast of their piss on their dicks, and the chems in their piss had given me a new buzz. Jack did pull off the cover of my eyes, and starting and was smiling at me with a big grin, how you keep up buddy, do you still enjoy it baby??? I nodded with my mouth full, it is not polite to speak. For me the session could go on for days. The boys in my ass where increasing the pace, Jeroen told Tony he could not hold it much longer, he was ready to blow his load deep into my guts. Lets do it together answered Tony lets make him pregnant, with little Mickeys hihihihi chuckled Tony, all guys where laughing now. The feeling of the assault on my ass was so hot, i was really getting into a frenzy, begging in mumbled voices for their loads, i was so ready to take their toxic swimmers. The pa of Tony was really moving rapidly now, it was like those 2 guys had a sword fight deep in my hole, the feeling i cannot describe.It was Tony who did start shouting, i gonna breed you slut take my toxic cum you whore, somehow i did started to laugh, because i never saw the connection in ejaculating and dirty talk, i did feel like being in a bad pornflic, anyhow i did feel the streaks of cum filling up my hole, the feeling was so good, the whole body was shaking against my back, he was holding on to me, i had to push him back, just not to fall over to Jeroen, with two dicks still ramming in my mouth, his cum came from deep, i should say, the tension in him did take a while. Soon Jeroen was adding his load to Tony's, the friction on the wet dicks was to much for him, he pushed his dick up real hard, so it was going so deep in me, i did feel it bad, but the spurting of his dick inside me felt so good. Jeroen was dumping a very big load up my ass, i felt the cum running out of my ass, he must covered his whole dick, the boys did keep up pistioning my ass, making sure the good feeling was keeping on. Somehow it brought hapiness to me, like feeling relieved that they flooded my ass with their toxic cum. I was feeling really good, still sucking away on the 2 dicks in my mouth, due to my assfilling, i had increased my work on the dicks of Jack and Kurt, both guys where now jacking off in my mouth, ready to give me their precious loads, i was tilting my head back and opening real wide, to receive what they had to give to me. I did bot take them long to unload, both guys did simultaneous shoot their wacks of cum on my face, i did stick out my tongue to make sure that they spilled nothing on the floor, or Jeroen, but that it all landed in my eager mouth, ready to be added to the rest of their fluids deep in my tummy. The taste of their cum was very salty, guess the chems did add to the taste of their cum, i did not mind it, i did take anything that was given to me. Soon everybody was regaining his posture, id did feel a cramp in my leggs, so i had to get up. Tony and Jeroens dick where still deep inside me, i had the impression theu did not lose anything form their hardness after they had send their nut up my butt. I was trying to get up, but Jeroen pushed me back, wait a sec Mickey, not so fast, Ralf could you please bring the black plug next to you, we have to close Mickeys butt. Ralf and Gunter did come over with the buttplug, Tony was pushing me up to Jeroen, and slowly started to retract from my butt, i could feel his pa scrape my insides, soon i felt emptyness in my ass, then slowly Jeroen started to pull out, Ralf was holding the plug close to my asslipps, ready to seal my butt.i was pushed flat on Jeroen, and Ralf shoved the plug with one push deep into my guts, it hurt immensely. Jeroen was kissing my nose, and licking of the excess cum that still covered parts of my face, time to hit the showers boys, Kurt exclaimed, time to fresh up, and getting it clean here. Jack and Kurt did help me to my feet, and then we all did go to the giant shower room, Ralf started to arrange the heat of the water, and we all stepped into the shower. I was till a little wobly on my feet, but Gunther was there to give me some support, he was holding me very tight to him, soon our lipps did find each other, and we where sharing a very intense kiss. I did feel really happy with these guys around me, soon was Ralf behind me and soaping me up real good, he made some german remarks to Gunther, and they where smiling to each other, i saw the flickering in Gunthers eyes. The shower was heaven for me, everybody did take turns in soaping up each other, i did get a lot of attention of everybody, alltough that the plug up my ass did feel akward. Tony and Jack did take good care of me, and then moved me to a corner of the shower room, and they did take the nozzle of the douche, to clean out my ass. Soon jack did remove the plug, and Tony inserted the nozzle with warm water into my deep hole. He was filling me up real good with water, till i had the feeling that i could no longer take it, then he removed the nozzle, and i was pushing the water out of my ass, the water was coloured pink, and was mixing with the soapwater in the shower, giving some strange paterns on the shower tiles floor. Soon Tony was repeating it, and i had a real good clean out. Soon i was back with the others, relieved that the big plug was out of my ass, Ralf did pull me up to him kissing me, and feeling me up, Jeroen came behind me and was riding his stiff cock up my asscrack. Hmm these boys where making me crazy, this could go on forever. Tony, Jack and Kurt where stepping out of the shower, moving over to the jacuzzi, soon followed by Gunther. Ralf and Jeroen where still holding on to me, Ralf kissing me deeply, while Jeroen had hunched down to eat out my ass. Ralf did pull me more to him so that Jeroen had a better acces to my ass, his tongue was fucking my ass like crazy, eating out my ass, i was getting in pig heaven again. Ralf was holding on to me, and kissing my deeply saying all german words to me, like "poz nutte", "schlampe", "fickhure", whatever he did mean with that, probably it was his way of saying i like you hihihih. I must say, that i did feel a bit tired, but i did not want to give the the wrong signs, i lost track of time, and did not remember, if we where on for hours or for days, so many things have seen happened since i arrived in Amsterdam. Ralf must have sensed it, he said lets get out of the shower, getting dry, and then we take care of you, Jeroen did move up behind me, and he was getting some signs and nods of Ralf behind my back. It was clear that Jeroen did know what Ralf was referring to. Ralf and Jeroen started to towelling me off, and then when fully dry, we moved to the kitchen. Soon Jeroen was handing me a bottle of water, which i finished totally in one go, both guys where laughing, soon he handed me a glass of coke aswell, here this will level up your sugarlevel and more, no doubt the coke was spiked again with G, i was beyound care, i just did swallow it. When finished Ralf did take my hand, and leaded me to a couch, directing me to sit, soon Jeroen persued him with a bag with filled riggs. We are going to top you up Mickey, so you really will be very happy, and loving with us, Ralf had a big rigg, bigger then the others before, this one is a heavy one Micky, but you are going to be OK, at first you will have a rough cough, but then total bliss schatzi, the way he said it made me laugh, and he smiled ad me happy that i was so passive to him. Soon Jeroen was binding off my arm, and Ralf was looking for the vein. Ralf was looking for the right vein in my arm, while Jeroen held the strap around my arm. Jeroen, made me look away from the rigg going into my arm, soon he was kissing me to distracting me, while i felt the needle entering into my epidermic layer finding his way into my vein. The kissing was very intense with Jeroen, so i did not notice that they entered the whole contents of the rigg into my arm, as soon as Ralf retracted the needle, he gave a sign to Jeroen to unleash the strap. As soon as Jeroen released the strap, they tugged my am above my head, and then it dawned on me, the rush was the biggest i did feel, the pressure on my lungs was immense, it seemed somebody was crushing my chest, and then the coughing started. I had the feeling my lungs where coming out of my chest, the cough was very heavy, but the rush was even bigger, soon Ralf was on his knees, watching my face, my reaction, probably the state of my eyes, i was out of myself, i lost it totally. Jeroen drop my arm, and he to was facing my reaction, are you alright Mickey????? The only thing i could do was giving the thumbs up, my body was taking over from my mind, the rush was so big, Jeroen asked Ralf how much did you give him? Oeps i guess .75 but he is taking it well, that was the least you could say of me, i was not sure how i was taking it. Jeroen and Ralf made sure i was alright, they checked up on me and where kissing me, my ass was twitching as crazy, and my dick stated leaking precum as crazy, i had the strangest feeling in my dick, it felt somebody was entering my dick with a pen. Ralf started fingering my ass, he saw that i was a pig in need, he smiled to Jeroen, and he made a moving gesture, let's get to the others in the jacuzzi, they will be wondering where we are, Ralf en Jeroen where helping me up, it was good to be in between this big guys, soon we entered in the bathroom, all guys must have noticed that i was flying big time. I was helped into the big tub, i slipped, and before i knew it my head did go below the water, the guys where quick to fish me back up, when i was steady again Gunther did pull me up in his strong ass, the other guys did pull up my legs and they where resting on the knees of the other guys, while i was kissing Gunther, someone did pull my ass back, and pushed my back down, soon i felt the dick of Jake entering my ass, he did enter very smoothly i was ready for it, i was so in need of cock, Jake was going immediatly very deep, the feeling was so good, he started to fuck me really good right from the start, the feeling was awesome, from bith sides where they pulling my asscheeks, to give the possebility for Jake to go real deep, and he was going deep, i stoped the kissing with Gunther and begged Jake to rape me real hard, they all chuckled, and Tony said, i have the impression, Jakes big dick will not satify Mickey, we need bigger guns. Hey with my gun there is nothing wrong he chuckled, only i did not imagine that Mickey would get greedy and ask for bigger guns. Hmmm maybe Mickey is ready for your fist Jake, what do you think? Hmmm do you think???? What you say Mickey, do you want something bigger in your ass???? I was ready for everything, i was shouting it out, please abuse me sirs, take control of my ass i need it bad!!!!!!!. Soon Jake was pulling back, and was hunching down to rim my ass, he pushed me up, and plunged his tongue deep in my ass, Ralf was pushing on the head of Jake to go deep on me. The feeling of his tongue inside me was electrifying he really made me suffer. Gunter was moving his body up to the side of the jacuzzi, come Mickey, put your lush lips around my stiffy and start sucking, i was only eager to suck Gunther off, he had a nice big German saussage. I wrapped my lips arounds Gunthers dick, and did go completly down on him, which he clearly enjoyed. Jake was still assaulting my asslips, but added his fingers into my hole, i was craving this totally, my butt was eagerly sucking his fingers in. Ralf was handing him a big syringe with J-lube mixed with tina, and Jake pushed in the tip of the syringe into my butt, and squirted a large amount into my hole, the feeling was instant. The lube gave a warm feeling, and added only to the pleasure, Jake started on fingering my ass again, and was lubing the outside of myass and his hand, Ralf was helping aplying the lube, they pushed my ass higher, to avoid any contact with the water, while is was sucking off Gunther. The other guys where watching closely what Jake was doing with my ass, from all the guys, he was the one with the smallest hands. Ralf was handing a bottle of poppers to Gunther, and told him what to do. Soon Gunther pulled me from his cock, and was applying the bottle under my nose, and was closing one side of my nostril, in order to take a big sniff of the bottle, the same thing was done to my other nostril. Soon i felt the pressure on my ass, Jake was trying to enter with 4 digits in my ass, and was trying by wiggling to open my ass. Jeroen and Kurt where hoding on to my legs, but where each pulling with their other hand on my ass cheeks, to give Jake some support to enter my butt. I could feel the twisting of Jakes hand on my backdoor, and slowly i was giving in to the pressure, and opening up for him. By folding his hand, soon he added his thumb to his fingers, and pushing it in a bit further. Soon his knuckles where touching the wall of my ass entrance, i was so horny from the rush, that i tried to force myself on his hand, but this gave the opposite effect, keep still Mickey, we are going to do this real slow, we are not rushing into to this. My need to be filled was big, i was deperate, Gunther was whispering in my ears, keep cool baby, we will fill you up soon, do not worry, but we want not to break tour ass ring, we know you are in need but take it slow. The feeling of Jakes hand trying to entering my butt was feeling amazing, i was eager to get more of his hand in my, but the guys where tempering me down. Gunther, was kissing me, just push your asslips out mickey, like taking a dumb, let Jake take slowly control of your butt baby, let him fill you up real slowly and relaxed. Jeroen and Kurt where still holding on to my legs, spreading them wider and wider, and also pulling on my asscheeks to open up. Ralf was adding some lube on the hand of Jake, just to ease the way to my inner sides. His other hand was rubbing the inside of my leggs and my dick, due to the tina, and the pressure on my insides, i was leaking pre-cum like crazy. He was slowly rubbing my dick, while he applied some pressure on my butt. I never had imagined, that it would go so easy, at least the beginning, Ralf was applying more lube on Jakes hand, and my ass began to make sucking noises, i felt a bit embarrased, because i thought i was farting. Jakes knuckles where slowly entering pass my asslips, the feeling was so great, pushing out on him like Gunter told me to do, did help. Hmmm the feeling was amazing, soon his fingers where touching my prostate. I increased my kissing on Gunther, and i was moaning like a pig in heat. My emotions where overwhelming, slowly Jake was working his hand in me till his pulse, he was smiling to the others, like he had just conquered the Himalaya. The fact that i was out of control thanks to the tina, i was now pushing my ass further up the hand of Jakes, he did just kept still, and let me do the work, the pressure inside me was amazingi could feel his hand go deeper and deeper. Ralf was biting my ass cheeks which added to the pleasure, in the mean time he was rubbing the lube up Jakes arm, to make sure that he coud go deeper and deeper. The other guys where appraising me for taking the hand of Jakes, open up Mickey, let us go inside you, open up real good. The encouragement was not neccessary, i did suck in the hand of Jakes like a pro, my ass was begging to be filled, i never could have imagined to get fisted. The touching of my prostate did feel amazing, i was dripping cum now, all wasted into the jacuzzi. Hey boys, what do you think if we move Mickey back to the playroom, so we can have all a bit of fun with him, Jake, was a bit annoyed with the proposal of Tonys, he was so happy to come that far with Mickeys, this would mean he has to pull out of that nice warm ass. The other guys agreed with Tony, so they could have their fun to. Jake was not so reluctant to pull back, instead, he did try to go deeper, and Mickey was helping him by pushing up to the arm of Jake. Gunther was producing back the poppers to Mickeys nose, here take a good sniff buddy, so Jake can retrieve his hand from your hole buddy. I was not ready to let him go, i just enjoyed his hand deep down my butt, i never felt anything like it. Soon Ralf was helping Jake, to get his hand slowly out of my butt, they where doing it real slowly, while Gunther was holding the poppers under my nose, and told me to push it out. I felt Jake pulling back, he went real slow, but his knuckles had reached my spincter which was the toughest part. My ass did give all sort of noises and the boys where laughing, so that made it easier for me, slowly Jakes had did push out of my sphincter, and his had was out. The emptiness was immense, i felt sad because of the emptyness. Lets hit the shower Mickey, then we start all over again. Ralf and Jake did help me out of the jacuzzi, my legs where still wobly, and i had the impression that the fatigue was playing with me. Ralf and Jake where pushing me into the shower, and soon we where having a good rinsing. Ralf was playing with my ass, while Jake was soaping up his arms aswell my upper torso. Ralf was wiggling his dick between my asscheeks what made me crazy, i needed to be filled again, he pushed me into the arms of Jake, and pulled my ass back, and plugged his dick with one go into my ass. Wow what a feeling, hmmm Ralf has such a nice dick, soon i was sucking on Jakes big member, while Ralf was hammering on my ass. Ralf was fucking me deep, the feeling was so good, while i was blowing Jakes pierced dick. The steel was hitting my teeth, when i am not more carefull, i have to make an appointment to the dentist. The water of the shower was splashing on my back, while Ralf was riding me real hard, damm boy your pussy is killing me, even after the fising of Jake you are still tight, i am going to blow real quick if you keep on twitching your ass like this. Hmmm i will keep on twitching i want his load real bad. Kurt was shouting out to us from the other room, hey boys don't forget about us, we have needs aswell!!!!!!Ok boys we better join them, before they get cross with us said Jake, hmmm one sec buddy, i am close, i gonna breed this bitch real good. Ok hurry up buddy. Soon Ralf was grunting, and planting his dick real deep in my butt, i could feel the streams of cum shooting up my butt. Wow what a big load, he must take testorone or something, he keeps on shooting big loads here. I was getting up, and pusshing my ass farther on Ralfs dick, to make sure i did hit the right spots there. I getting the hang of becoming a cumslut. Soon he pulled out of my ass, and a big blob of cum did hit the tyles of the shower, and was washed away immediatly. One last rinse together, and we where toweling off, Ralf was taking good care of me, while Jake was drying of my blond hair, while kissing me. The love i was getting from these guys made me so happy, and i guess, they where happy aswell to have me. Soon we walked up to the room next door, Gunter was being fucked by Tony in the sling, his pierced dick was totaling going in and out of Gunters open ass, it was a hot sight. Jeroen and Kurt where administering the cameras around the fuck bench, and winking us over. Kurt came over to me, and asked if i was ok? I kissed him on the lips, and told him that i was more then ok, i finally was happy. He smiled to me with a cheeky grin. No regrets buddy that you came here???? No Kurt, no regrets, i would not never wanted to miss this experience. Come lets have a sit, and talk a bit, i am sure the others will keep themselves busy. Soon Kurt and i where sitting on a matras facing each other, so tell me Mickey what do you think of our party so far? Are there things that happened that you will regret? Are you feeling ok with this scene? Are we not pushing you to far? Would you like to slow down on us, we would understand if you would, no hard feelings, we did push you already very far. I was giggling to Kurt, and told him not to worry, i was feeling fine and content. For the first time in my life i had the feeling that i fellt loved and being cared off. I never had this feelings, although it is possible, that the chems are causing these feelings of love hihihihi. He was pinching my cheeks, and smiling at me. You know that there is a risk, that due to the fact that we fucked you bare, you might been pozzed by us, and that you might fall sick in the next weeks. I was fully aware of my actions, and i did know exactly what they have done, so why now feeling bad about this??? Hey Kurt do you get seconds thoughts about this? Do you feel guilty? Why, i really enjoy this, and i would have been pozzed one day or another, was it not by you it would have been by any other guy. I feel really happy with you guys, so no second thoughts, i really have fun here, and i do things i never have done before, i am so happy with you here, and gratefull that you have picked me. The tina made me blabbering, so I just did go on, saying everything was ok, no hard feelings. Soon Jeroen joined us, and he started kissing me. Did you spoke to Mickey, Jeroen addressed to Kurt, yeah he is fully ok with our game here. Jeroen was all smiles, do you want to continue, or do you want some rest Mickey? Hmmmm i want to go on for the rest of the weekend. The tina was taking over from my mind, i justed wanted to be used for the rest of the weekend. Wile Jeroen was kissing me, Kurt started playing with my ass via my bend knees, i was sitting a bit back, to give him better acces while I was french kissing Jeroen. I was so ready for it, and in need. Soon Jeroen did pull me up, and said, come boys, lets move to the other side. When we joined the others Tony and Jack where doublefucking Gunter on the matress, while Ralf was hunched over Tony, getting his ass eaten, while Gunter was sucking his dick, wow that was some hot sight to see. Jeroen did pull me up to the matras, where the cameras where installed, i hope you do not mind we film you, little did i know that they already filmed the whole previous fuck action, that i said no problem. Kurt was adjusting the cameras, and started the recording. Jeroen had me on my knees, and pushed my face into his crotch, to suck off his rigid dick. I was slowly teasing the head off his dick, going with my tongue around it, and lapping up, his precum. Somebody came behind me and started to lick at my hole, the feeling of that tongue hitting my pucker was feeling so good, i started moaning while i continued to suck off Jeroen. Kurt was the one eating out the ass off Mickey, passing on a glass pipe filled with shards of tina to Jeroen and a lighter. While he was taking the pipe that Kurt handed to him, he pushed my face down on his dick, his large member was going deep into me throat know, hitting my tonsils. Soon he was taking the pipe between his lips, and lighting the end of the pipe, firing up the tina till it started to melt. Soon he was inhaling the white clouds, till his lungs where filling up, and hitting them hard. Jeroen was pulling up my face to him, and was soon blowing the clouds into my mouth. Here Mickey, take a good drag of the pipe, and keep the smoke in, count till ten and then blow it out. I did inhale deep, and was taking a lot of smoke in, i tried to keep on to the smoke as possible, and was counting inwardly, till i reachedeight, and i had to blow out again. The feeling was intense, the pressure on my lungs big, i had to cough very hard, Jeroen was smiling and said, ok and now again. So i did in total 5 pulls from the pipe, and i was tweaking again like crazy, i was not able to form completes syllables again without sluring, or talking rubish. Kurt was still rimming my ass, i was pushing my ass harder on his face, he obvious sensed that the tina was doing his works with me, because soon he was adding his fingers to his tongue. Jeroen was lurking on the pipe, pushing my face over his dick, and then he passed the pipe again to Kurt. He was stopping his rimming and was filling up the pipe again with some shards before he was melting them. Soon he was inhaling the with smoke, and then blew out the smoke to my asspucker, who was twitching, He did take a straw, and pushed the straw into my asshole, and soon was blowing the smoke into my asshole, the feeling of the smoke in my cunt was surreal. Jeroen kept on pushing my face on his dick, forcing me as far as possible to go down on him. I was in pig heaven, my ass was so in need to some good filling. Soon Kurt pulled out the straw, and was putting away the glaspipe, and was covering my ass with large amounts of lube, Ralf did come over where Kurt was sitting and did handle him the bottle with special lube spiked with tina. The top of the bottle was inserted in my ass, and soon i could feel the buzz adding to the already great sensation of the smoke in my ass. Kurt was preparing his hands for fisting, Ralf did spill a large amount of lube on his hands, while Kurt was rubbing them. Soon his fingers where hitting my hole, and somehow, they glided it real easy, first 3 digits, then he added for, and then he added his thumb. I was concentrating myself on the dick of Jeroen, i was lapping on his dick like it was an icecream cone. Ralf was helping Kurt, and soon Kurts fingers where in to his knuckles, he slwoly was pushing through my spincter, and it seemed easier then the frist time with Jake. Probably the fact that i was tweaking had something to do with it. Soon i could feel the hand of Kurt entering my ass, i did feel a steady flow of lube running on my balls. Before i relaized it, Kurt exclaimed, Mickey you just have taken the whole of my fist your a pro baby, keep on pushing. Soon i felt that Kurt was clsoing his hand, and making a real fist, his fist started to hit my prostate, which had me leaking again, i was pushing my ass back to him, to make sure he was going further and further, which gave some amazed glances between Kurt and Ralf. Tony and Jake where still humping Gunter, but where watching the scene of me getting fisted, they made some remarks abaut what a slut i was, but i did not really register it. I had the feeling that i was not really there, that my spirit had left my body, and that i was watching the scene from a distance. I was nearly crying of the feelings that i did feel inside me, i was overwhelmed by the intensity. Kurt was pushing very slowly deeper and deeper, he was at my second assring, trying to push trough, Ralf in the mean time was crawling under me, pushing his head between my leggs, and then started to lick my dick. Soon he was lapping up all the pre-cum that i was leaking. The pressure on my insides, was so big that i lost some piss to, it was spraying out of me, and giving me the feeling that i had a big orgasm, where there was no end to cumming. This was a pig in heaven, i could cry of happiness, this could last forever when it comes to me. Ralf was drinking my piss streams, i just did let go, i had not really the feeling that i was in control, i had the feeling i was one of these handdolls being stuffed with a hand controlling all my moves. Kurt was amazed how deep he could get, he really did enjoy fisting Mickey, it seems his hole was really sucking his hand in. Mickey was moaning, he was still sucking on Jeroens big member, making sloppy noises. Kurt was making slowly turning moves in Mickeys ass, and had balled his hand in a fist, Mickey was a bottom to dream for, just taking everything what was on offer. Kurt could feel the second spincter and was slowly moving towards it, he sensed some oposition from Mickey and signaled Jeroen for the poppers, which he did take, and offered them to Mickey, take it baby he said, open up for us baby, let us deep in your ass baby, give it to us. Ralf was changing position, and moved from Mickeys dick, back up again, he replaced a cushion unders Mickey stomach, to make sure Mickeys ass was upturned. Tony and Jake where close to shoot their loads in Gunthers ass, the whole scene with Mickey, and the double friction of 2 dicks in the same hole made that they could not hold back much longer. Wow Tony i am going to dumb my load budddy, i can not keep it up anymore cried Jake, same here buddy, i am going to breed this fucker, he is going to get a big load of pozcum in his cunt replied Tony. Soon Tony was the first to shoot up, he pushed his dick real deep, and was blasting his load deep into the gut of Gunthers hole. Jake could feel Tony's dick errupt, and making this typical jerking moves besides his own dick, Jake did not needed much and soon he was adding his load to Tony's charged load. He was feeling so good shooting up, the scene with Mickey has made that he was shooting more then normal and he just ket everything flow and adding to the other load in Gunthers ass. Tony could feel the excessive cum leaking out of Gunthers ass dripping on his dick and balls. Gunther was in a frenzy taking both guys cum, he was really enjoying the fact that he received 2 charged up loads from these British lads, he was in pig heaven. Jake was the first one to pull out of Gunthers ass, and moved up towards Mickey, Jeroen noticed it, and was forcing Mickeys face up, come on Mickey, clean up Jakes dick, make him shine again. Mickey was on automatic pilot, and started to clean up Jake's dick, he could taste cum and assjuices, he was lapping it all up, like he has done this the whole of his life. Tony was getting his breath slowly and was in an intense tongue fight with Gunther, the whole of Gunther was feeling sloppy now since Jake has pulled out. Tony did stop the kissing, and was whispering in Gunthers ear, why do we share some of that cum in your ass with Mickey, what you ? Soon Gunther was slowly coming up from Tony's dick, clenching his ass cheeks, so he would not spill to much of his load. Tony was getting slowly up and was moving up to Mickey to have his dick cleaned just like Jake did, Jake did make place to Tony, and was moving to the shower room, to get a quick shower. Tony forced his dick deep in Mickeys throat, and Mickey was taking it all, Tony signaled to Gunther to crawl over to where he was standing, and soon he turned his ass towards Tony. Tony did hold on to the face of Mickey who was servicing him, also Jeroen joined in on cleaning up Tony's dick, soon he was shining with saliva from boths guys. As soon Tony's dick was clean he hunched down between the legs of Gunther, and he started to finger Gunthers hole, in order to scoop out some of the cum they had deposited there. He did not had to look far, and soon his fingers where coverd with a big glob of cum. Carefully he moved his fingers towards the open mouth of Mickey, who cleaned off his fingers like he was real hungry. After his fingers where cleaned, Ralf ordered Gunther to push out all the cum from his ass into the waiting hand of Tony, Gunther was not really eager to share it, but he complied with the order that Ralf has given him. Soon Gunther was pushing out a big load of cum, right into the waiting hand of Tony, it was a serious amount of cum, soon Tony moved his hand to the face of Mickey who was already sticking his tongue out to get his present to lap up. What a pig you have become in these days Mickey Jeroen laughed, he enjoyed it that Mickey became such a pervy bastard, just doing anything they did to him. Mickey was drinking all the cum from Tony's hand, he was doing it without thinking, he just did what they did expect from him. He really enjoyed being forced into slutiness, the chems where still in control big time, he just was so horny for cock, he could hardly bring down his feelings. Soon Tony and Gunther joined Jake under the shower, and left Ralf, Jeroen and Kurt taking care of Mickey. Kurt was enjoyings Mickeys ass, for a first time taking a fist, Mickey did take it real deep. He did not want to being to hard for the first time, after all they did to Mickeys ass during the whole weekend, and he wanted to make sure, Mickey was willing to come back to them on future occasions. Soon he was asking Ralf to help him to get his hand out of Mickeys sweet ass. Jeroen was feeding Mickey poppers again, to help him going to the pace. Ralf was slowly pulling back, while Ralf was opening Mickeys asscheeks, Mickeys as was slowly prolapsing, coming out of his insides, Ralf and Kurt where smiling to each other, enjoying the sight that Mickey was giving them with out knowing what was happening to his ass. Mickey did enjoy the pain and the pressure he felt deep in his ass, and he was thinking that it would take a while to recovering of this weekend. Kurt was close to Mickeys last spincter, and he was enjoying the feeling of pulling back, Ralf was licking on Mickeys prolapse, and assring, he really digs it seeing a prolapse, even when it was only a small one, he had fisted other guys pulling out their insides with his fist, and then fucking the prolapse with his big dick. Soon Kurt hand was out, and he pushed back the small prolapse of Mickey, Mickey gave a sigh. Jeroen was kissing Mickey and made sure he was ok, he was looking into the eyes of Mickey, and he noticed that Mickey was still tweaking his eyeballs where still immense. He signalled to get Mickey to the shower to Kurt, and both guys helped Mickey up. Ralf was already on his way to the shower, and Jeroen and Kurt where pulling Mickey up and supporting him to get him under the shower. Mickey was resting his head on Kurts shoulder while he was ushered to the shower, he felt like he had not a brain of his own. Tony, Jake and Gunther where relaxing in the hot tub, and Ralf was waiting for the guys to join them in the shower, when Kurt and Jeroen walked with Mickey into the shower, he took hold of them, and they all started to take care of Mickey soaping him up real good. Mickey was on automatic mode, and just let the guys take control of him, enjoying the attention he was getting of him. Ralf was commenting on Mickey to the others, he was really praising Mickey for becoming such a fuckslut, in such a short time. Kurt added, that he will enjoy to edit the video, they made the whole weekend and putting it on their website, i guess this video will be a winner with Mickey in a lead role. Info to the readers - this is a total fantasy story so forgive me not to be accurate with everything. I never done any of the things that happened in the story so i am lacking some experience, but i still hope you did like it.Regards,Marc (AKA Mickey hihihi)

Remember, this story is fictional. The expected text message arrived. “Embassy Suites, room 505 in 30 minutes.” It was time for me to get pozzed. I had met the breeder on BZ. He was a traveling business man and I knew he eventually would be back in my city. We had chatted for weeks about how my no-kidding pozzing would go down. He had told me three days ago to be ready this afternoon. He would text as soon as he was in his hotel and ready. I had been waiting for the text. I was squeaky clean inside in preparation for the breeding that was to come. His VL was 500,000 and for some reason he had taken a special interest in converting my negative bottom. We had discussed and agreed on the way everything was going to happen. It was going to be a business-like breeding. As I drove to the hotel, I reflected on all of his instructions to ensure I followed through on everything. I had remembered my toothbrush and it was dry with stiff bristles. He was going to tear up my bottom really good to ensure my hole was ready to receive his gift. “Wet bristles are not as stiff” he had told me. I texted, “I’m here, coming up.” as I entered the lobby. I realized there was no backing out. I was a little nervous realizing that the next time I was in this lobby that I would be almost definitely poz and the years long chase would be over. I smiled at that prospect as I was anxious to transform from a chaser to a gifter. I was dripping pre-cum as I entered the elevator. I wondered, “Am I crazy, what am I doing walking on my own to willingly take something into my body that will, in time, kill me?” But I was true chaser and that was exactly what I wanted. I got off at the 5th floor and quickly found the door, which was ajar as I had been told that it would be. My instructions were to enter the room, lock the door and strip naked leaving everything, except the toothbrush, by the door. For that reason I was commando, just shorts, a shirt and sandals. I wanted no delay getting out of my clothes. I knew that he would be watching from the darkened bathroom. I took a deep breath and entered. It was a two room suite with the bathroom in the middle. The room was dark with only a small nightlight on so that I could navigate. As soon as I was naked, I picked up the toothbrush and walked past the bath where I could almost make out his form and straight to the bed as I had been instructed. I placed the toothbrush next to me and got ass up, head down on the bed. He finally spoke, “Well done. I can tell that you are ready,” he was naked and erect as he walked out of the bath and picked the toothbrush up from the bed. He surprised me be planting his tongue between my ass lips and rimming me deeply for a few minutes. It felt great and relaxed me. A good rimming always makes me horny. He was also checking for signs of lube. His instructions had been clear—no lube. His entry into my hole was going be hard and violent; no lube was allowed. After a while, he stopped rimming and I felt the stiff toothbrush pass through into my hole. He was turning and brushing firmly but not roughly. I had been brushed before on many occasions, but this was the most thorough. He worked over my prostrate with the brush and I started to enjoy the experience, dripping copious pre-cum onto the pre-positioned towel. He pulled the brush out and flipped on a light so he could examine it—it wasn’t bloody enough so he stuck it back in and worked my innards over harder. After a few more minutes he pulled it out and was happy with the result. He announced, “You are ready to receive my seed.” Setting the toothbrush aside, he stood behind me and reached around grabbing my nipples and giving them a vicious twist. I loved it and almost blew my pent-up neg load right there. “I am going to fill you with my toxic AIDS cum,” he said. “There is no escaping it once the head of my cock passes into your hole you are committed and will take my high VL load deep inside of you and you will become HIV positive and likely develop AIDS in a couple of years.” After he said that he spit on my hole and began rubbing his cock into me slowly. “Are you ready?” he asked. “Do your worst,” I responded. “I intend to. My cock is the instrument of your death. I am going to free you from your current existence and fill you with disease and death,” he responded. I felt the tip of his well proportioned, about 8 inches cut, cock take up an offensive position on my hole. I knew it was going to happen soon. “Last chance to change your mind. You know what is coming next,” he whispered almost hoping that I wouldn’t hear it. I remained silent. He was still for about 30 seconds until I said, “OK.” With that, he reached around me and drove his steel-hard toxic dick into me not stopping until he was balls deep. I screamed in agony as I felt both sphincters being torn apart by the thrust. I could tell that I was bleeding as he pulled back and slowly began to abuse my insides with his cock. I began adjusting to the cock of death that was inside of me and his hardness soon began to make my prostate sing in ecstasy. The fucking continued and every so often a vicious thrust would be included to continue to wreck my hole and ensure the it was properly prepared to receive his seed. My own cock was getting hard and soon I exploded in what was likely to be my last neg load onto the towel below me. Looking down I could see spots of blood from my bottom staining the hotel-white towel beneath me. He reached around and grabbed my nipples twisting them until I felt as if he would tear them off. He stopped and withdrew his cock from my abused bottom. “Turn over on your back, I want to look into your eyes when I poz your ass,” he barked at me. I did as I was told and spread my legs. He twisted my nipples again and I looked at his blood covered cock as he drove it mercilessly again deep into me. I cried out again in pain and he smiled. Looking into his face I could tell he was enjoying this a lot more than I was. But, strangely, the pain from each slam of his cock into me reminded me that that I was getting what I wanted. Having made me cum so quickly meant that the rest of the breeding would be more painful and less sexual for me—another cruel trick. I felt his cock grow larger, and I knew from experience that he was getting close. His thrusts became more regular and intense and his breathing changed. The larger cock tore open more of my innards—it hurt a lot again. And then he smiled—looked me straight into the eyes and drove his cock balls deep. I felt the first pulse of cum being delivered as he said, “You faggot, I am pozzing your neg ass and you are going pay for this with your life. I hope it is everything that you wanted.” He drove his cock deeper than I thought possible to ensure every drop of AIDS-laced cum was delivered deep into my bottom. After he was done delivering the load, he resumed fucking me to “work it into my ass.” I was in agony by this point and he smiled evilly. He fucked me for about another 10 minutes that seemed like an eternity and then pulled out. “Clean my cock,” he demanded. I was almost revolted as I saw the blood and cum streaked now softening cock presented to me. I could taste my blood as I sucked his cock clean. I figured I was a bloody mess as well. Once he was satisfied with my work he told me to go rinse the blood off my bottom in the shower. He had delivered his poison-filled load so deeply into me that there was no chance of any leaking out. While I rinsed he finished wiping off his cock with a wash cloth. The next part of the breeding was about to begin. I stepped out of the shower and toweled off. He was still naked, but had a needle ready. We were going to blood slam to ensure that the breeding was successful. We went back to the bed and he stuck the needle into a vein at the base of his cock and withdrew a couple cc’s of blood. He put a tourniquet around my arm to make a vein pop and I nodded which gave him all of the permission he needed to stick the needle into me, withdraw a few cc’s of my blood to mix and then inject the contents of the syringe into me. We were done. I was fucked and slammed. He made it clear that I was to leave and I dressed quickly and departed. Riding down on the elevator I realized that everything took about 30 minutes. I was hurt, sore, bloodied and incredibly happy all at the same time. I realized, as I opened the door to my car, that in 30 minutes I had gone from neg to poz.

I just swallowed a total of 18 loads thru either one of my aidz infected holes.

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Whether it is my load or belonging to someone else, it is either deep in my ass or down my throat. No load should ever be wasted.

* continued As I went out the back door Levi hollers; "take your time..." That kinda caught me for a brief moment, but shook it off as I headed down the short path through some trees behind his place. Before opening up out into the back of the truck stop parking lot, there was a concrete picnic like table. I didn't think much of it at the time just bounced my happy little ass out into the parking lot. As I hopped out from behind the cinder block wall a small group of guys were standing nearby, close to some trucks. They all turned my direction as I popped out; one of them said, "well what do we have here, a truck slut?" When I left the house I had dressed to seduce Levi, not go to a truck stop; and right then I realized how much I didn't have on! One of the other fellas said, "come say hi babe!" I was just about to decline when he flashed a big glass bowl... With a devilish grin I said, "sure!" I counted 5 in all as one of the others suggested we go back to the picnic table. As I spin around to head back the way I had just come I felt a hand slide up my tiny little skirt! I was already horny (still), but now I Needed Cock!!! As the one with the pipe handed it to me he said; "sorry, I couldn't tell if you had anything on under that piece of fabric..." I said, "no worries" as I took the pipe, bent at the waist, put my elbows on the table and arched my tail out invitingly!!! As I felt several hands on me I widened my stance and started cooing and blowing clouds like a steam locomotive. One of the guys whistles, "damn!" To that I take one hand, pipe in the other and hook a thumb on my t-back and whip it off and onto the table in one move. Then widen my stance even more and throw my ass out there like a cat in heat! And I was!!! * to be continued

Fucking Hot Story!!! I luv keeping the cum inside me for as long as possible too.

Don't stop. Got off twice

love when the sports teams throw ragers at their house.... always get one or two rand loads in the bathroom

My first time GETTING fucked was in '71 after I moved to NYC. I had a BF and we hooked up with a fuck buddy of his, a blonde hunk, the perfect icon of my ideal man. He was tall and ripped, had a dusting of ginger hair on his chest and a no-fuss short haircut, his light hair sun-bleached and shinning. He wore desert boots, a t-shirt rolled-up at the sleeves and tight 501s with a bulge that made my knees weak. Now I'm well hung at 8.5" x 5.5" That's still pretty OK even now that we can see every monster cock around the world on display and in action in the cam rooms! But this guy was even bigger than me! He was a machine built for hard fucking. Nowadays we have Miss Tina, then we had Black Beauties, diet pills - pretty much the same stuff. I used to get them in bottles of 1000. The night we took this guy back to where we were staying in Brooklyn, the BF and I had each taken a couple and were flying. I watched, getting turned-on, as the hunk fucked my BF . I fucked my BF, we DPd my BF. We all kissed and made out and kept going at it. It was fucking hot! But, like sometimes with T, I just couldn't get off. I kept getting hornier, my hole getting more and more hungry until it became the center of my Universe. Finally, the only thing that could satisfy me was that monster cock, I HAD to have it in me. My BF was in shock, "Are you sure?" "God damn right! I'm getting that thing in me." The BF got under me and we 69d while the hunk lined up and pressed his beautiful veiny cock against my quivering rosebud. And the pearly gates swung open! He slid in, all the way home in one long delicious moment - and paused. Then he slowly began, fucking me in sweet bliss for a long time that could not have been long enough. He began gradually building-up steam as he really got into to telling me how I felt, how he loved taking my tight cherry hole. Finally he was pile driving my ass into pulp and me into Nirvana. As he flooded my guts deep with my first creamy load I screamed and, bottomed out, injected what felt like a gallon of jiz straight into my BF's throat. And he into mine. It's true what they say, that you'll never forget your first time. That blonde Adonis and his bludgeon will always be there with every cock I take, his DNA in me forever.

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This is a story i have written for another site, but guessed you would like i the story here better, let me know if you like then i will post some more - greetings from Europe I was waiting in the fishtank to be processed to my cell in the general prison. The word fishtank was correct, we sat in a cage with 50 others guys, being watched by all the other prisoners who where passing by to their work, or foodhall and showers. I was one of the youngest guys in the tank, most guys there where between 25 and 50, it seemed i was the only young offender there. I did not sleep the last days, i was so tired, but fair did take the higher of me, being for the first time in prison, in a foreign country not knowing what to expect. How did I end up there? Well i dreamed about visiting New York for a long time, so finally i had arrived there, my first days i spend visiting all the landmarks in New York, like ground zero, fifth avenue, the Empire state building, Ellis Island. On Sunday i had visited the Guggenheim in the late afternoon and had a diner at a local Italian restaurant. To end the evening i had decided to have a stroll in Central Park, i never i had imagined it was such a big park. Soon i lost directions, and landed in the more dark parts of the park, fear did take to overhand from me, when a guy motioned me over to him, planning to ask him for directions, he offered me some drugs to buy from him, since i was not a user, i told him i was lost and needed some directions, and then suddenly from all sides, there was police, and i was booked as a drug user. They did not buy my story about being lost and i ended up in prison, not knowing me rights or taking a lawyer. Anyhow the lawyer the state had appointed did deliver a shit job, and i was shipped out to the nearest prison in the state. Since i have no family anymore, there was no one who could help me with my situation in my homecountry.I was sitting in the corner of the fishtank far away from other people, most guys would sit together with people of their own kind, white, blacks, hispanics with their own league. I had not really the feeling that i was fitting in. Most of the guys did freak me out, build far more bigger then me, i was not build like the most average american guys, i was a short and frail guy, while all these Americans where big guys, full of testorone, tatts and buzzcuts. I thought the most safe thing for me to do was to keep away from the others and minding my own business. I was looking out what was happening around the fishtanks, the most guys who where passing by, where scary and sometimes i tried to look away from them, just in fear and avoiding any conflicts. More fear was building up inside me, i was not sure how i could handle life when i would arrive in general population, i was working out a strategy for myself how i would cope. Little did i know about prison life in the Big America, there is no such thing as leading your own life in an American prison. Guys who where passing by where making funny signs to me, some made the international sigh for fucking, which seemed odd to me, so i was looking the other way. Others pointed to me and made signs like you and me together, just i did not understand it what they meant.The truth was that i was already being sold under the inmates, rumours had passed that i was a first timer, never been in prison before, a foreigner, and probably a victim of injustice. They could smell my fear from 5 miles, everybody there could tell i was not a fighter, i would be an easy target for everybody who would have a go with me.There was a caucasian guy passing by with a bunch of other guys, and he did notice me and stopped in his tracks. He was observing me, like i was some animal in the zoo, suddenly he was smilling to me, and i thought wow finaly somebody who is friendly to me. Soon he was chattting up his buddies, and one of his buddies did walk up to a group of guys who where standing with their backs to the metal bars.Soon they turned around, and i was watching their moves, wondering what would happen. The guy started small talk to the guys, and soon all faces moved to my directions, where they discussing me? One of the guys i did know from the first days i was in the holding cell, did move forward to the guy, and he started talking to the guy outside the fishtank. My mind was racing, what could they talk about? The guy who was with me in the holding cell had questioned me out what i was doing in an american cell, so he did know pretty well a small part of my story, was he now spilling the beans on me????To be continued I was obvious the object of discussion between the guys in the fishtank, and the guys outsides the tank, all eyes where focussed on me, i was not sure if this was a good thing, of if this would mean trouble. Somehow i would preffered that they would discuss somebody else in the tank, plenty of guys to talk about, why me???? Little did in know, being a loner, and keeping to yourself is not a good thing. You better stick with the others, and preferably with guys of your own race. In prison it is blacks and hispanics how call the shots, being white is a minority, the only whites who survives are the once who belong to the Aryan Brotherhood, and these guys where totally not my scene, i am an openminded guy, anti racist, being a multicultural guy, having friends all over the world. Guess being multicultural is not going to work in jail, soon i would find that out and learn it the hard way. More spectators where in the meantime watching me, what is going on, is this a fucking zoo???? People watching me was beginning to freak me out. The new onlookers where a group of black guys, all big guys, like they just came back from a basketball game, their arms where as thick as the upperside of my legs, and i have pretty strong muscled legs. These guys where really scaring the shit out of me. I tried to move away from their gazes, and move away to the other site of the pod, where the guards where sitting, i felt a bit more safer there. I was covering my face with both hands, and true the opening of my fingers i was trying to make out, if they where still discussing me. The guys in the fishtank where still watching me, and thee so cold friend was still talking to the guy outside the fishtank. Soon i saw that he made his move again to the group of guys and it was obvious that the guy how smilled earlier to me, was in control there. He was asking the other out about me, and in the meanwhile they where all watching me. Soon there was a discussion going between the blacks and the whites, and it was clear that they where discussing me. What was the fuck going on here. The tension was building up in me, what was my future here, how could i avoid any contact with all these people here. Soon i would find out, wardens came into the fishtank and they where calling out names, we had to line up when our name was called out, i saw that the guys outside the tank where motioned to go back to their cells, and prepare their vacant beds to the newcomers. I was hoping to have a cell to my own, i was not sure how a prisoncell looked like in the USA. The fist days of my incarcement i was always in general domitory style tier where a large number of people where sleeping aswell, on privacy means it was total hell for me, i could even not piss in a public toilet when there was another guy standing next to me, let alone having a dump, while 50 other guys where watching me. Soon i heard the warden calling out my name, everybody was watching if i would make the move into the line. When i arrived at the line, the head warden motioned me over to him, and said he would take care of me, whatever that might mean. Others where watching me, and they where discussing me, i was already thinking since i am a foreigner, they are going to treat me special here, i gave a sigh of relieve. The head warden escorted me out of the tank, and walked with me over to the general population, there i came into a large room, where there all cell rooms against the walls of the large room, in the center of the room was a kind of control room, and then you had 3 floors where they where cells. The warden escorted me to a cell in the far corner of the upper floor, i was still hoping for a cell on my own, but when i arrived at the door of the cell, my whole world crushed, there he was standing the leader of the group, who was smiling to me earlier outside the fishtank. I was not sure what to make of him. The warden spoke to my new cellie, here is your bait Rodney, as promised, make sure he keeps out of trouble, and make sure he keeps his nose clean, i will deal with you later. There i was standing in a 2 man cell left by the warden and facing the grimacing face of my new cellmate, Rodney was bunked up against the wall of his bunk, with one arm behind his head and the other hand inside his open jumpsuit, i could see his hearless chest, covered with a lot of tattoos. I had no stuff with me, just the jumpsuit i was wearing, some clothes they have given me, and then a cushion, bedsheets a cover and 2 towels. Standing there i felt intimidated by the big guy watching me, he had a vicious grin on his face, i think he could smell my fear from a mile. I was not sure what to do, should i say hi, should i shake his hand, should i keep stumm???? I never had to deal with a situation like this, and i am very bad at reading people. Rodney was watching at me intensely, he was looking at me from top to toe. Hello little foreigner, welcome to Rodneys palace, he spoke out to me, i was not sure, if he was serious or mocking me about. Palace?????? This shithole was hardly a palace, there where 2 bunks above each other, a toilet, a sink and some storage room, which was been taken for 90 percent by Rodneys stuff. Your sleep on the top pretty boy, for now at least, in the future it might change, who knows, time will tell. What does he mean with this comment???? My mind was racing like crazy, how am i going to cope here???? I was making a move to go to the upper bunk, while Rodney came upright from his bunk, still with his hand in his jumpsuit, little imagiantion i needed what he was doing with his hand in his jumpsuit, it was clear he was playing with his member while watching my every move. Rodney was towering over me, the top of my head did not even reach his big shoulder, i was small compared to this giant, i did not notice how big he was earlier when he was watching me outside the fishtank. I could feel his breathing blowing into my blond hair. I felt akward now, watching this big guy towering over me, i tried to break contact by throwing my stuff to the ground, and making up my bed with the stuff they have given me. Rodney had not the intention to help me, either shifting to the side in order that i could make my bed. I tried to make up my bunkwhile Rodney was watching every move i made, it was not easy making up my bed, while he was towering over me. I tried to avoid any body contact, but he tried it in everyway possible, his hand was still deep in the opening of his jumpsuit, leaving nothing to the imagination of what he was doing. I did not dare to watch him, just to avoid that he was getting the wrong ideas about me, i pretended he was not even there. Rodney was shifting his body, and i thought finally he is going to make room for me, so that i could make up my bed, but before i did know it, he was standing with his breast to my back, forcing me in between him and the metal bars of the bed, my neck, was forced to the iron bar of the matrass of the upper bunk. I was afraid to make any move, i could feel his outlining of his dick, pushing against my back. He lowered his head, and i could feel hit hot breath against the lobe of my ear, you like that boy, you like it when i poke your back, your mine now, your are my property.This triggered my alarm, and i pulled out from him the hardway, hurting my knee on the lower bunk, i was scared shitless from my own reaction. It did not take long or his strong hand that just has been playing with his member was know aroung my throat, puttting on some severe force. What is wrong whiteboy, do you not like to be cuddled up by a big boy? He was increasing the pressure on my neck, he could have snapped my neckbone there and then, pushing me against the metal bar of the upper bunk, i had nowhere to go. You realise punk that you here with a purpose, you are my property now, i bought you, your ass belongs to me, i can do anything i want with you, you have nowhere to go. I was sweating like a pig, my fear was in my face, there was not much i could do, to hold this guy off. I spatted out, i am nobody's property, i am a free man, slavery is over, already a longtime ago i shouted out. Before i had see it coming, his fist did hit my face, at the same time i flew backwards, with my head against the wall, having a double inpact knocking myself out. Somehow i had not lost total conscious, bit my head was hurting massive, Rodney was on his knees in front of me, gripping the collar my jumpsuit, pulling me up till our face where pressed against each other, his spitt was hitting my face, listen punk, you are mine now, and if you don't like it, your ass will be sold to the black guys here, a then your ass will be as big as the hole of a sewerpipe, you get that punk, and with that he let me drop, and my head did hit the wall again, i was nearly shitting myself. Rodney did walk away angry, while i was trying to compose myself, wow this was the first incident, and i was not yet half an hour in the cell. I was trying to get up from the floor, but everything in my body did hurt. When i came up, i saw my reflection in the mirror, my face was covered in blood, his fist had made one good hit, my nose was bleeding, as well my lips, and a part of me eyesocket, as where my elbows of the impact to the floor and wall. I was trying to walk to the sink, when another guy came in, i recognised him from before, he was the one who talked to the guys inside the fishtank, and reported back on Rodney. I was already covering my face, because i was thinking he was coming to finnish the job, but instead he was laughing. Well well, i can see you and Rodney will become good friends, i already can tell. Hey by the way i am little Stevie, i did wonder why they would call him little Stevie, he had the same bulk as Rodney, before i could even drop the question, he told me that he had a dick of 28 cms, so that was why everybody could him little to mock him. Listen baby, don't piss of Rodney, you better do what he says if your dick and balls are dear to you, he rips them off with one go if you not comply to him. Here in prison the gangs have their own rules, you better belong to our gang, then being whored out to the latinos or the blacks. Clean yourself up, it is nearly chow time, you better not show up there with a bloody face, before you know it, somebody will finnish you off there. He left as soon as he had entered, and in the meanwhile i started to clean up my smashed face. Stevie did join Rodney again who was sitting with the rest of the guys, on their own plot dedicated to their gang, every gang had their on sitting place in the pod, these dedicated places where forebidden for guys from another gang. Well tell me Stevie how is the bitch doing in there??? Did you tell him to what his place is in here????? Yes i did, would never have believed that he would come against you, hihihi the bitch has balls, and he paid the cost for it. But i guess you have to work on him, because, he is tougher then he looks. Listen i paid the headwarden some dope to get the bitch in my cell, he has to pay up soon, i figured out a plan who we can speed up plans to turn this little bitch in a punk that brings us money. Tommorow when he hits the showers, make sure, there is a welcome committee, and make sure he understands what the guys wants, and then they have to increase the presurre on him, i want to make sure, he comes to me begging for protection. Rodney was making plans, Stevie would ask guys from a befriended gang, to await Tim in the showers, first they would shower, and when Tim would enter the shower cubicle, they would close into him, and start the intimidation, and use some force to make clear what they wanted.In them meantime Tim was cleaning up and checking all the damages to his body. He had severe bruises in his face, it would be clear that he would have a blue face in a few days. He was cleaning up with one of the towels with cold water, he was trying to remove the blood from face and arms, his ass was hurting like hell. He had the threat in the back of his head of Stevie that he would have to make sure, he would not show his bruises to the guys in the chow hall. Rodney, was entering the cell enjoying the view of the half naked Tim who was cleaning up at the small sink. Tim look scared into the mirror, expecting to receive other blows, but funny enough Rodney did go to his bunk with a grin on his face. Tim was checking every move Rodney made, just to be safe. Rodney was checking out Tim ass and started to grope the outlines of his dick. Rodney made sure Tim was watching him, and made sure Tim would feel that he was preying on him. Tim was disgusted with the with the attitude of Rodney, why would he not apoligize for his actions, Tim was sure that sharing a cell with this guy would not be a walk in the park, he would have to watch every move he would make, being carefull and on constant watch to make sure he was save, he could not let his guard down with this guy. Tim was getting dressed again, he had some bloodspatters on his jumpsuit, but there was nothing he could do, he would clean it during the night.The warden gave the signal that it was time to go to eat, Rodney was getting up from his bunk and turned towards Tim, listen pretty boy, sorry that i did hit you, but it was for your own good. Anyhow if you go to the chow hall, you better stay close to me, to make sure you are safe, if not others guys will see that you are available to them. A big warning to you, it is better that you watch the floor, and not into the faces of other guys, just keep to yourself, stay close to me, and you will sit at the table of my gang. Tim mind was racing, why is he now so protective about me, first he kicks the shit out of me, and then he wants to play the big brother and protect me. Tim was considering his options, he figured out, maybe Rodney was right to stay put to him, stay close and avoiding any eyecontact with other inmates. Soon Rodney did turned to the door and Tim was close behind him following his every step. The walk to the chowhall was very intimidating, Tim was very close to Rodney, and guys where making obscene remarks to Rodney and Tim, hey Rod is he your new fucktoy, did you already ride him, does he suck you off, is he your new cashmachine. Tims mind was running overtime, what where they all on about, what where they suggesting, guys where feeling him up, touching his ass, at a certain moment, Rodney, gave a kick to a guy who was feeling up the ass of Tim, do not once try to touch my property asshole, or i am going to give you the eternal smile. It seemed ages to reach the chowhall, when they finally entered the chowhall, it seemd to mike that they just entered a big market place at some exotic island, guys from all colors where sitting there at long rows of table, the hall must have given place for a thousand men, ranging from white-white to black black and all the colourschemes in between. Tim was scared to have a good look around, so he was sometimes having a peek from the corner of the eye scanning his new surroundings. Soon they where joined by Little Stevie and the rest of the gang, everybody was making remarks about Rodneys new cellie, like it seemed that Tim was deaf, and not really there.

Jeez, great writing there, Tom sounds very like the guy who (probably) gifted me - or at least the one I hoped it was >:~} keep it up man, bloody brilliant! XX

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." :-).

that's the way a true gifter makes you pregnant, adore the comment-you are going to pay for this with your life never can their be such value in accepting a high viral load into your bleeding hole

If all men understood not only how easy it is to get their rocks off with a dedicated bottom but how happy and eager we are to do it we might get a lot more dick. No begging involved on their part, no dinner, no foreplay, they do not even have to ask! Just do it.

Just had my second load of the day. It's only 1:08pm and I have 5 more guys coming throughout the day.

Here is another installment about the adventure of Enix and David. I hope you will like this story too! The non-stop fucking drained David. He didn't know exactly when he fell asleep next to his new lover and mistress, Enix. Everything in his body was hurting. Bite marks and scratches marked his body, Enix claimed and marked her territory as a deterrence to anyone who wants to steal David from her. He slept naked, being the little spoon to her. She was gently stroking his leg while he slept. She was breathing his scent in. The shit has long dried into the sheets. They were both sleeping in her excrement and piss. The room smelled but they had their rest despite the smell. She fell into dreamless slumber next to him. David woke up before her. He looked at her for a moment. Sleeping peacefully. Her breathing was slow and hear breasts were moving with every inhale and exhale. He wanted to fondle her breasts but decided against it. He wished to do something special for her. He went out to find a kitchen and make something for her. Kitchen was easy to find, the fridge was fully stocked with various food. There was one shelf of blood, piss and packed shit. I rummaged for a bit and saw names I didn't recognize. The blood vials had inscriptions HEP C, 4 strains of HIV, Herpes... I put it back where I found it. He retrieved eggs and found a day old bread. He decided to make french toast and coffee. He put milk to boil and oil to get hot. The sink was half-full of dirty dishes. He took care of those dishes whilst waiting for the oil to get hot. It took him a couple of minutes to wash and dry the dishes. He sorted and stacked them to their appropriate places. The oil was getting ready and the milk was done, He let the milk cool and started beating the eggs. He soaked the bread, put it into the pan and begun frying the toast. When he was done, he poured the coffee into the cup, took the serving tray and off he went to bring breakfast to his lover. He entered the room and found her stretching in the bed. She was ruffling her hair and looked so happy at the prospect of being served breakfast in the bed. "I smelled something nice from the kitchen. What have you made for me?" "French toast, milk and coffee. Hope you will like them." *"I most certainly will. Come here, baby. Kiss Mommy." I set the tray down and kissed her. We kissed for a bit and then she stopped and said we have to eat. "We will eat now and after, I shall tell you what we are going to do today. I have lots of people for you to meet." "I am sorry but I have to go home. My parents will be worried. I didn't phone them last night. I totally forgot to do that. Forgive me?" *"Yes, I will forgive you for not thinking that I am clever and haven't already taken care of your "predicament" with parents." "What? - What did you do?" "Took your cellphone and sent them an SMS that you are at your girlfriends house and that you won't be back home on time. I had her mother phone your mother. I did mention that I would find you a girlfriend, to keep up the pretense. I can't very well be meeting your parents, they won't approve of our relationship." *"Her name is Daniella. 18 year old black girl. She goes to your college and she had a crush on you. She's a fellow bugchaser. Right now, she's got a mild case of yeast infection. Bot her mother and she are heavily into raceplay. They like being called niggers and such. It's very fun. I defended her mother, Celia, when she stabbed her husband in defense. He wanted to rape their daughter when she was 9. She used to be hooker and the daughter isn't even his. Her mom has herpes but she hasn't passed it onto her daughter. She got that after her daughter was born."* "I don't recall her. Can't even remember if I have ever met her." "What's there to recall? All niggers look the same, however, their cunts do not." "That's so hot. I love raceplay too. Thank you for finding her. Do I have your permission to fuck her?" "You are welcome. Not only do you have a permission, I expect you to fuck her. Her and her mommy. I give your permission to fuck ladies and girls who have all sorts of hot diseases. There is a bisex couple who are on a trip through Jamaica but will come back in a week. They would love to meet you." " Would you like to be sandwiched? - To get fucked by a guy while you fuck his wife? They both have gonorrhea." "Yes. I would love that. Like I said, I've never had a cock up my ass but would gladly experience the new stuff". "Done deal. Well, since you are free today, you don't have to go to your classes today." "I invited Nadia to come here. She's the 62 year old with full blown AIDS. You remember me mentioning her? - Well, she was anxious to come and I told her she could. I think you will like her. You know how Donatella Versace looks like now? - Well, Nadia is almost a spitting image of Donatella. Aids has ravaged her body but her lust has lost none of its potency. She is one horny slattern." "I can't wait to fuck her. Oh, god... I wanna fuck her silly. I want to smell her cunt and ass, to lick her feet, armpits. I want to have her spit in my mouth. To eat her cunt and asshole for a long time before putting my cock into her death trap." "You are so good for me. I love your nasty ideas, and feel free to do that with her, she is up for anything. She's often constipated and I'm sure you can put your cock to a good use up her ass. Give her a piss enema and I can plug her ass, let the piss soak up her dried shit." "I will record you fucking her on camera. I have clients who are into sick films. Sure, she won't kill you outright with her deathly holes, but she will show her papers, viral loads and they will know you just fucked Death and lived to tell the tale." "We are so fucked up. I am glad I took the plunge and sent you my photo and went to the club. I wouldn't have met you otherwise. Thank you for teaching my about bugchasing. I won't get tested. I will just keep on fucking. Perhaps I'll get tested in about 2 or 3 years." "However, I have a question. What about my college and my job?" "You will go to the college and keep on attending the classes. I need your good grades. And once you bring your Daniella around your house, you can move out into hers. I will buy some condo and both of you can live there. I, of course, shall be a regular guest there. Needless to say, you won't be telling your parents anything about you fucking diseased cunts. Keep it on the DL." "Understood. Didn't even plan to." "Excellent. Now, come with me to the bathroom. I have to remove the hairs from your cock, balls and ass. I want your back and front hairless." "That's good. Now you look way better. And it's easier to just remove the hair with hair removal foam" "Now, this bare butt of yours is giving me nasty ideas. Grip the shower handles and present your ass to me. I will spank you now." I did what she asked without any hesitation. *"You are a fucked up kid. You want to fuck STD ridden slatterns" SLAP - SLAP Each of my buttocks were slapped and I jerked due to the force of her slap and moaned. "Look at you now, what exactly are you moaning at? The slapping or the thought of fucking diseased cunt?" SLAP *"I guess you are moaning at both things." SLAP - SLAP - SLAP - SLAP I don't know how many slaps have I got on my ass but I was quivering and crying now. It isn't pleasure I feel now but a stinging pain. Still, I endured the pain for her. It's about her pleasure now. I felt her raking nails across my red ass. I let out a yelp when I felt her teeth into my plump ass. I felt her teeth on my other cheek I felt her finger enter my anus while dry. I inhaled and kept my mouth shut. Her assault was relentless and without mercy. She said that it's okay if I wanted to scream. Nobody would hear me. And my screams would be music to her ears. I began screaming whilst she was fingerfucking my ass. I felt her nails scraping in every direction. She stopped and told me to turn around. She pointed her finger at me, it was caked in fresh, red blood. I went to lick it but she took it away and smeared it across her lips. My blood was her lipstick. Now her lips had color of blood. "Thank you for your suffering, sweetie. And the lipstick provided from your ass. You are a doll!" My tears were running freely. She reached to my face, removed the glasses and licked my tears, carefully, not to let her lips touch my face and ruin the lipstick. She took her tongue in, swished around and commented how my tears tasted delicious. "You are welcome." - I said. "I want you to pee in my mouth now. I am thirsty." I stood up and went toward her. I put my cock inside her mouth. Relaxed and just let go inside her mouth. She was gulping it down like a madwoman. I grabbed her head and skullfucked her whilst pissing. She didn't do anything, she just took the abuse and kept watching me. I felt I was going to come and removed the cock. She held my cock inside her mouth and I spurted inside. She didn't swallow it. She rose up, pried open my mouth, held my head up and spitted my cum back into my mouth and told me to be a good boy and drink up my cum. I obeyed her. We dried off and ventured into the living room. Her cellphone was ringing and she answered. While she was speaking, I sat on her leather couch and watched her, walking in circles while talking to someone on the other end. I recognized the name, Nadia. Eni whispered to me that Nadia is coming in 15 min. I gave thumbs up. I helped Enix to mount the cameras in living room, bathroom and her bedroom. She obviously knew where I was planning to fuck her. She said that I am to give my attention to Nadia. To just forget that she was here. Today is Nadia's day. There was a ring on the door. Enix went to unlock the door. I heard a sultry voice, wet kisses and laughter. Then, the most amazing creature I've ever seen walked in the living room. Enix was right. Nadia indeed looked like a prettier version of Donatella Versace. Her hair has gone silver. Eyes sunken into the sockets, thin face, black lipstick. Leather coat, pants and leather shoes. For a moment there, we stood and watched each other There was a motion behind me and I heard cameras were on. Nadia pounced on me and started kissing me roughly. I responded in kind, grabbing her skinny behind through leather pants and groping her. I sneaked the hand into her pants and grabbed her ass. It was hanging from her bones. I moaned when I was kissing her. Her mouth tasted of cigarettes. It was like making out with an ashtray... She stopped to catch her breath. After a while, she said: It's very nice to meet you, David. Undress me, would you kindly? I removed everything from her except the shoes. I told her to sit down on the couch and to just enjoy whatever I do to her. I removed the shoe, picked her foot and started kissing and licking the soles and toes. I enjoyed the salty taste of her and another fragrance that was inside her flesh. I saw on the internet that people with AIDS wasting disease have different smells with them. She smelled so good. I removed the other shoe, brought her other foot and started smelling both of them. She was wiggling her toes and inserting them into my nostrils. I opened the mouth and took her pointy thumb inside. I sucked and licked it as if it were a minuscule cock. I started slobbering up her feet, they were wet and slimy from my spit. She was panting and frigging her clit and pinching her nipples. I told her that I wanted to fuck her cunt now. She didn't say anything except to smile and spread her legs as hard as she could. I put my cock in and started fucking her slowly. My hands were roaming her body. I could feel every bone, every rib. She was just skin and bones. Once upon a time, her boobs were full of fat, now they are sagging and small. She put her hands on my face and started fondling me, putting her bony fingers in my mouth to suck them. Played with my lips and stroking my cheek. I was reaching my breaking point. I hugged her, pushed my body into hers and fucked her cunt hard and deep until I felt my cum bursting into her deathly cunt. I was depositing my fertile cum into a barren and poisonous wasteland. I was sweaty and she was cool as a cucumber. I guess her sweat glands were shot to hell. I started kissing and she responded by grabbing my ass and slapping it. She kept squeezing every part of my anatomy. Breaking the slimy kiss, I stood up and looked at her, she was such a tiny, fragile thing, her disease has taken the best of her and I just fucked her without any regard whatsoever for my own health... And I wanted more. I picked her up, she wasn't heavy at all. I was wondering how didn't the wind manage to blow her away. I said: "I am taking you to the bedroom. I aim to make your ass mine!" I put her gently onto the bed, took the pillow and told to lie on stomach and get the pillow underneath her. I saw cameras around me, they will record everything, no matter where I am. Enix gave me a box. I opened it and saw Cruel Condom inside it. A mesh wiring, resembling my cock with a pointed, sharp stud where the tip is. I was feeling so wicked. I am about to hurt this old, AIDS cunt, draw blood and take it inside my cock. I put the condom on and said: "This is going to hurt, Nadia, but you won't mind it, will you? - I put the Cruel Condom on. I will make your ass bleed, so grip the sheets and try not to scream too much. I am going in dry." Her anus was very prolapsed due to the abuse she's suffered over ages. I put the tip onto her prolapsed anus and began teasing it. She was buckling her ass, trying to take it in. I just slapped her ass and laughed. In one swift move, I impaled her ass. She screamed so hard and the bed shook. I looked and there was blood on my cock. I pulled the cock out, waited a bit and pushed it one more time. She was shaking. I removed the cock, took the condom and put it back into the box. Now, it was time to fuck her bloodied anus. "Thank you, Nadia, for your AIDS. I loved fucking your cunt, but I will love fucking your bloody ass more." There was a cacophony of sounds in the room. Our moaning and groaning, sounds of the flesh, slapping into one another, sound of my cock sloshing her wet, bloodied anus. A coppery taste was in the air. Her prolapse was wounded good and the wound isn't closing because I am still not done fucking her. I gripped her shoulders and screamed obscenities at her. "Take it, you filthy whore!!! - I am fucking your sick asshole. You are infecting me, right now, aren't you? - And you like it, bitch." "Yes, I am fucking Death up the ass. Take my cum, you fucking Russian slag!!!" I came so hard that my balls hurt. I kept my cock inside for a couple of minutes. Removing the blood stained cock, I put my face into her ass and sucked the mixture of my cum and her blood. Nadia looked at me and opened her mouth to receive the offering. I spat the mixture into her mouth and she drank it. We started kissing and haven't stopped for a while. She cleaned my face from her blood and sucked my cock as clean as it possibly could be. She made me lie on the bed and she impaled herself on my cock and rode me until she couldn't take it anymore. I took her gently into my arms and we took a quick nap. Another chapter is done. Hope you liked it. Tips are greatly appreciated.

In my experience a bottom begging you NOT to cum inside him is only doing so because he does want to have an excuse for him taking a load up his ass unprotected... he simply does not want to be responsible for allowing it to happen. As a consequence if I top, I always ask the bottom if they want me to cum inside him, simply because I want to hear them admit that they want it. If they say no, I will try to pursuade them to admit they want my cum inside them anyway. If they really really insist they do not want me to cum inside their ass, they will have to promise to swallow every drop of my load once I cum in their mouth... no spitting, no excuses... and sometimes will even make them promise to drink my piss after they swallow my cum. Only then I will willingly pull out to grant their wishes (for that time at least), fill their mouth and after that fuck the ass again with the remains of the cum still covering my dick... start to fuck again and again try to make them admit they want me to cum inside them this time, and that I respected their wishes the first time so it would only be fair for them to honor my wishes this time. Only once a bottom really freaked out and needless to say, that was the immediate end of the date (such a waste, he was a cuty). As a bottom if I tease the top by asking him to pull out, I just want to turn him on and make him want to cum inside me even more. As soon as I notice he really tries to grant my wish, I will either make it physically impossible to pull out or admit that I was just teasing him and I really really want him to breed me if he dares. One time I had an experience that the top really really did not want to cum inside me. He was a regular fuckbuddy of mine and I fucked him bareback all the time and came inside him... but he recently had tested POZ, while I had tested NEG. He was very affraid to infect me, he was still getting to terms with the fact that he was POZ himself now. No matter how much I explained that I really wanted HIM to cum inside me and be the one to POZ me, he was scared as hell. In the end he tried to pull out, and I pulled him firm inside of me with my legs and my arms around his neck, watching straight into his fearfull eyes, me begging him to give me his HIV cum inside me... and ofcourse he could not stop and came in me. It was his first time as a top since he tested POZ, he appologized after cumming inside me and begged me to please go to the toilet and dump his cum immediately. Needless to say, I kept making love to him. Telling him how much I loved feeling his HIV cum inside me, kissed him, thanked him... About 15 minutes later he was over the shock that he came inside my NEG ass without a condom. After I filled his ass a little later with my (last?) neg cum he fucked me again and while being very insecure if I would really allow him to shoot his HIV cum inside me again, he did enjoy it a lot doing something so forbidden and unsafe.

Reaching around to feel the pain in my ass from being belted, and before I realized it, I started fingering my hole and playing with the fresh cum deposited there. Noticing this Paulo zooms the camera down on this showing what a cumdump I have become is such a short time. Ping, ping,ping, ping goes the computer so I guess the guys are really into cumload play. Closing my eyes for a moment I do a doubletake as I open them to see two skinheads in bleechers, boots, and suspenders. I go to say hello only to get spit on and slapped in the face. These guys wanted rough play and I was there object of aggression. One of the guys inserted a speculum and started to crack my ass open. When it got to the size they wanted they undid their zippers, showing off their piercings and started flooding my asshole with their loads of piss until my ass was loaded and started to overflow at which time they started slapping me again telling me to take in all of their chempiss deep in my hole. Satisfied that I had all their piss in me, first one, then the other fucked a load of cum in my ass through their pierced cocks as they continued to spit and slap my face red until they pulled out and made me lick off their red stained cum cocks...

The first two guys arrived and poked their heads into the dungeon room to check me out. I just smiled at them and then they left to get high I guess as they returned a little later with masks on. The older of these two hairy guys came over to the sling and started rubbing my hairy chest all over while forcing his tongue in my mouth raping my throat as he started to twist and pull my nips harder and harder as his partner was between my raised legs in the sling fingering my hole with meth dust. My ass started to burn as he continued to fuck my ass with his fingers. It felt so good! This all continued for some time until he unbelted his pants and stepped out of them. Then I felt it and jerked in the sling as the older guy put his hand hard across my mouth while I watched the younger guy strap my ass with his belt over and over until my bruised and battered ass was beat red. The hand across my mouth was released and the pipe brought to my lips to smoke the newly packed bowl. The younger guy appraised his work on my ass and stepped forward to insert his dripping hard cock in my ass to fuck me. He reached forward in the sling as I thought he was going to kiss me but instead started slapping my face with his hands, spitting on my face, and calling me names as he continued to fuck me til he came inside me first with cum followed quickly by piss. A few more slaps to my ass as his older partner took over fucking deep while continuing to work my nips until he added his loaf to his partners. I closed my eyes, relaxed and when I opened them they were both gone as I hung in the sling.... more to cum...

Part 7 Master didn't replace the plug that evening. We spent the rest of the night watching old movies, since neither of us could sleep, in each others arms. As I started to come down, my ass started to ache real bad. Master assured me this was normal after all the cock I had taken. We went out for breakfast at the same place we had before. Travis was working again and smiled as he approached our table. I felt a rush of embarrassment knowing he knew what a pig I was, and tried to avoid eye contact. "Hey Frank. Hey slut." He said. I tried to laugh it off. Gay guys call each other sluts all the time. I glanced around to see who might hear. Luckily it was a slow morning. "Got time for a break Trav?" Asked Master. "Yea, it's really slow. You're actually my only table right now. I could take 10." "Ok boy," said Master looking at me. "Go to the bathroom and get ready to give a stellar blow job. If he doesn't cum in 10 minutes, that will be noted." I just nodded and headed off. In a few seconds Travis entered and locked the door behind him, unzipping his pants, revealing an already almost hard dick. He didn't say a word to me as he grabbed my head and shoved his cock in. My throat was almost as sore ass my ass, but I didn't dissapoint. I proceeded to suck him like a starved animal, and within about seven minutes he was pumping his load down my throat. He pulled out and deposited the last couple of drops on my forhead. "Proof for Frank." He grinned as he zipped up and walked out. I returned to the table, hoping the few people there wouldn't notice the cum. As I sat back down, Master smiled and wiped the cum off, sticking his finger in my mouth. "Good boy." He said softly as Travis came to take our order. After a breakfast that I still wasn't hungry to eat, but forced down, Master led me back home. The rest of the day was lazy, more movies, then Master had me cook us a light dinner. After the dishes were done, Master called me into the bedroom where he lay naked, his fat, veiny cock sticking up as he stroked it, watching footage of me in the sling getting fucked. "This is just rough footage," he said. "I have to edit it down. Now come here bitch." He grabbed me and made me straddle his chest, as he gently fingered my hole. I winced in pain. He grabbed some lube and applied it to his cock. "Now sit down boy." I carefully placed his mushroom head to my burning hole, and slowly, with much effort, eased it in my battered cunt. I hissed as I slid down it, eventually managing to settle all the way down, his pubes rubbing my inflamed tissue. "Good boy, now just sit there." I could feel him flexing his cock in me as he reached for my nipples. "Milk it boy. Use your muscles to milk my cock." His pinching of my nipples made my hole instinctively squeeze his pole, and he smiled. "Ok boy, here's the deal. I will take you part time. You will spend weekends here, but also expect to be summoned once or twice during the week. I expect you to always be available for me and whatever I say. I understand, on occasion, you may have unbreakable plans. Be honest if you can't make it, but if it happens too often, I will dismiss you. Now, as you can tell, I enjoy sharing my property with my friends. I find immense pleasure in watching my whores get used. Not every weekend will be like this, obviously, this was special. But you can always expect more than just my cock. Do you understand boy?" "Yes Sir." I answered, doing my best to please his cock with my burning ass." "And you will never refuse an order boy. I think you all ready understand that. Now, I have your home and work number, you won't need mine. I know your work schedule, so don't be surprised if I call you into service during your lunch hour. Now, I give you one last chance to back out, now that you've come down a lot. Do you want to, boy?" "No Sir!" I said, as he increased the torture on my nipples. "I want this Sir." "Good boy." he said, pulling me into a kiss. I whined as he fucked my aching pussy, kissing me deeply until he shot. "Now go home boy, and wait for me to call you." I dressed, and left his apartment, walking slowly home, digesting this extraordinary turn of events in my life.

Went to a cruisy park near my house on Monday afternoon. The park is located in an industrial area and has walking trails but also has a pavilion that sits above ground height and has a perfect view of incoming cars and also if someone is walking into the park. I've recently started cruising this park and found the pavilion can be a good spot although at first it seems out in the open. After hanging around for over an hour, two guys arrived separately that i had fucked around with before. I remembered that one of the guys fucked me before and the other one like oral and to watch. The three of us ended up in the pavilion with me sucking the fat dick of the oral guy while the other guy stroked and watched. The guy that fucked me before tried to bend me over the picnic table but wasn't having any luck opening my hole and didn't seem that to into so I kept working on the oral guy hoping he would offer to fuck me. In a few minutes another familiar guy arrived. As he got close, he started unbuttoning his shirt and unzipping his pants to make sure we all knew he was "cool". I had seen this guy getting bb'd here before we didn't do anything. He came right over and joined our group and started making out with me and immediately grabbed my ass. He said "i want that ass", I smiled and nodded "yes". He bent me over the picnic table, lubed my ass and stuck his short fat dick in my ass. As he started fucking me, the oral guy's dick got rock hard and he was jacking off and staring at the cock sliding in my ass. The top offered my ass to him but he said no and kept beating his meat. When he got close he shot his huge load right on my ass cheeks and used his dick to slide it down into my hole to use for lube. He buttoned up and left. The other top has been watching the whole time and takes off all his clothes and is standing on the seat of the picnic bench feeding his cock to the one fucking me. It was so hot for three guys to be having an outdoor orgy at a public park middle of the day right near a major highway! The guy jumps down off the bench and is now ready to seed my hole. This time he slides his average sized cock in and pumps my hole for a few minutes and suddenly make a loud grunt and floods my hole with his load. He pulls out and the other top smiles when he sees my ass dripping with cum. He slides back in and starts to pound me while the other top keeps watch from anyone that might arrive without us seeing them. At this point, all three of have taken off all of our clothes and we are like three sex crazed animals in heat. In a few minutes the top starts to breath heavy and tells me is ready to load my hole. He yells out and proceeds to make his deposit in my gut. It's strong enough that my ass can feel each wave of his cum. It takes a few minutes for us to regain ourselves but after we put on our clothes and walk out together.

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

He loves to mark me up for the world to know that I am...

I love going to the baths, getting spun, and getting fucked in common areas. That chances of getting a train on my ass increase, and i wind up with tons of cum leaking out of my tweaked out hole.

Agree! For me the purpose of fucking a slut publicly is either to show off the slut's hunger for cocks, degrading him in front of strangers, making him feel like a public fucktool. Secondly it also encourages the public to become part of the breeding, which is what the slut wants, and so do I. It's a kind of show, where one guy in the centre of attention and where the public actively takes part

You're talking about two different things I think? 1) converting a neg guy to poz. That's called stealthing. If at least the neg guy doesn't know he is being pozzed. It's different if he wants to be pozzed. 2) converting a straight guy to gay As for 2) Not going to happen I think. If he likes gay sex then he must have had gay or bi tendencies already, maybe without realizing it until it happened. I don't think you can turn a 100% real straight guy gay just as much as you cannot turn a 100% gay guy straight. May be different for bi guys who realize they love having sex with a men much more than having sex with a woman and then stick with men. But it can also be because sex with guys is so much easier. No wining and dining necessary before you get the prize! Just cruise, go to a BH or place and ad! LOL

Pimped Out As A Whore for Poz Part 11 (The Week - Day 3) No piss or boot kick to wake me up. I started to stir, having no idea what time it was. By now every body juice on me was a thick paste. I smelled of stale urine and day-old spunk. My hair was matted with stranger’s ejaculate. I couldn’t believe what a whore I had been turned into. I sat up and blinked my eyes wondering what time it was. That’s when I heard it: the pathetic whimpering yelp cutting through the air in rhythm. Walking up the stairs, the noise got louder and I began to realize that the sounds were the guttural exclamations of someone getting fucked. Was The Beast fucking someone? I became immediately jealous and my stomach dropped. I was here, why did he need to fuck someone else? I started walking towards the Master Bedroom carefully so I wasn’t heard or seen. As I passed a side table, two envelops caught my eyes. Both were filled with cash. One was labeled “Fri. Nite $10/head” and the other was labeled “Sat. Nite $100/flat fee”…was he keeping these for my Dad or was he just really organized? I couldn’t believe that each of those strangers only paid $10 to use me like that. And last night? The bar must have paid The Beast to supply its patrons with a human urinal. Only $100 for what those men did to me? I started to get hard thinking about what all of those men must think of me. How worthless they must think I am. The sounds from the bedroom pulled me back to the Master Bedroom. Whoever the bottom was was really starting to scream now, and I could hear The Beast grunting. I peaked around the corner and saw The Beast power slamming into a kid doggy style. The bottom was a muscular young stud with a big fully erect cock slapping against his chiseled stomach with each powerful thrust that The Beast gave him. The Beast slapped his already reddened ass, “Yeah, that’s a good cunt. Take my cock. Let me cream that hole.” “Fuck yes! You’re so big! You’re the best! My boyfriend can’t fuck me like this, you’re so much better!” the writhing slut exclaimed. “Why?” The Beast demanded. “Because your cock is so much bigger!” the fucked out bitch grunted and snarled. “I still make him wear condoms ‘cause he’s such a lame fuck.” “What a fucking pussy! To let someone make them wear a condom? You know better than to pull that shit with me.” And the Beast slammed into the guy’s guts to the hilt. The bottom howled. “Fuuuuuuuucccckkkk!” the cunt recovered, “I would never make you wrap that perfect cock. I need your cum.” “And you’re going to get it, you stupid fuck hole!” And with that, The Beast gave his bubble butt three more stabs and then noisily unloaded into willing receptacle. The bottom was whining and moaning and screaming as he milked every drop of semen out of the phallus lodged in his guts. I didn’t realize that I had been jerking my small cock the whole time, and I shot all over the carpet. It was so hot to watch a man that could control another man so completely no matter who it was. I mean, here was this guy cheating on his boyfriend with him, begging him to destroy his asshole. As jealous as I was, it was fucking hot! My focus was pulled back to bedroom by the bottom’s gasps. The Beast was fucking his load into him and the bottom was madly jerking his 7 incher. He let out a long groan and shot a sizeable load all over the sheets. Almost instantly, the muscle boy pulled his ass off of The Beast’s hard cock and wrapped his lips around it savoring his dominator’s dick juices mixed with his own cunt juices. “Good boy. You go ass to mouth with your limp-dicked boyfriend?” The Beast taunted. The bottom just moaned and shook his head. The Beast just laughed and then skulled fucked him a few strokes making him gag and wretch. Falling back onto the bed with a tired sigh, The Beast simply said, “Now get out.” Quietly, the muscle boy gathered his belongings and headed for the door, dressing as he went. I scooched back into the shadows of the bathroom so he didn’t see me. Once the muscle boy was gone, I heard The Beast say, “Come on in here, faggot.” He had known I was there the whole time. As I entered the room he said, “You like watching that?” I nodded, not making eye contact, “Who was he?” The Beast shook his head as he said, “My ex-wife’s nephew. Little slut was always looking at my crotch even when he was just a kid. I knew he’d turn out queer.” “And his boyfriend?” “Really nice guy, but obviously not much of a fuck.” “Are they poz too?” He snorted, “I have no idea. Now go take a shower. I wanna’ go to the gym.” I had never felt cleaner than after that shower. I had to wash my hair four times and soap and rinse my body five times to get everything off of me. We ate a quick breakfast -me just having another smoothie - and we headed to The Beast’s gym. We actually had a great workout. He pushed me and gave me pointers, now when he called me “pussy” it made me muscle through more reps, grunting and cursing like I never had at the gym. It was one of the best workouts I ever had, actually. After we were done, he smacked my ass and said, “Good job, boy, let’s shower.” The showers were public. There were four guys in there: The Beast, me, a really old guy, and a gorgeous young college muscle boy. Even with the eye candy of the college dude in the shower, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of The Beast. Everything about him turned me on. Clearly, the college boy thought so too because he didn’t seem to notice I was there, only The Beast. The old guy couldn’t keep his eyes off of me, though. The college boy was the first to leave the shower, heading back to the lockers with a lingering look at The Beast. Once the college guy was gone, The Beast approached the old guy, they whispered together for a minute or so, and then The Beast came over to me, “You’re going in the steam room with that guy. Do whatever he wants.” I looked up into his eyes, pleading, but The Beast would have none of it, “You’re a whore. You are just a hole to sell for whatever we can get for it to whomever will buy it. You’re already pretty damaged goods. Be thankful you can still get that.” He grabbed his towel and headed to the lockers. The old guy smiled at me and walked over. His grin was uneven, some teeth missing, some grey. He was completely bald except for a patch or two of stringy white hair. He was tall and gangly, loose wrinkly skin all over his torso spotted with brown circles of aging. His long arms were atrophied, with more loose skin hanging off them. “Let’s go, boy,” was all he said and headed for the steam room. We got into the steam room and there was a soft haze of moist air all around, but it was empty. “What if someone comes in?” I asked. “Everyone knows what the steam room is for at this gym,” he replied. “They enter at their own risk.” He plopped down on one of the tiled benches and pointed to his crotch. “Start sucking, boy.” I knelt in front of him and put his flaccid, hairy dick in my mouth. He began working my nips as I felt him grow against my tongue. “Fuck yeah, boy, that’s a good mouth. Use that tongue.” His cock ballooned until it was about 8 inches long and fat. I slurped and gagged on it trying to keep as much of it in my mouth as possible. He took it in his hand and slapped my face with it a few times. Then he pulled me up onto the bench and instructed me to lay back. I did and he said, “Eat my ass.” Without being able to response, the old man lowered his saggy ass onto my face. I didn’t do anything and he prompted, “Your pimp said you would do whatever I wanted so get eating.” I stuck my tongue out and started fishing around the loose flesh to get to his hole. Stringing hair was tickling my nose, forehead, and lips as I flicked my tongue on his ass. His pucker was bloated and spongy, clearly the victim of periodic hemorrhoids. But I hung on like a trooper and sucked on his ass lips and dove my tongue into his ancient hole until he was satisfied and he climbed off my face and sat back down. “Get on me, whore,” he ordered and I straddled him, his thick cock lined up at my hole. He fisted his cock and pushed it up into me. I gasped and whined as he slid me down his shaft. “Fuck boy, that’s nice hole.” Breathlessly, all I could say was, “thanks.” “Come on, ride it,” he baited and I began to bounce on his raw cock. As I rode his dick, he grabbed my head and brought it to his and started to kiss me. His mouth tasted like coffee and cigarettes and I tried to pull away, but he held my face there, his tongue lashing around my mouth and his lips sucking and massaging mine. I felt my dick get hard as I dropped my hole onto his dick harder and submitted to this disgusting assault. The old man held me tight and my ass started to clench with that familiar feeling. Suddenly, my tongue was out of my mouth and exploring his. I ran it over the exposed gums where teeth used to be and around his slimy cheek. Our tongues lashed at each other feeling his saliva mix with mine. He pulled back from my face and said, “Open.” I opened my mouth as he hacked up a loogey that he spit directly into my waiting orifice. “Swallow that shit,” he told me and I did, tears streaming down my face at how disgusting I was. I felt my internal starting as he said, “Use that tongue on my ears.” I went to work swirling my tongue over his ear, stringy hair tickling my tongue and getting lost in my mouth. He moaned and I felt him get harder. He grabbed my face again and started kissing me deeply as my hole trembled with an orgasm and his bloated cock shot a huge load into my colon. Our heavy breathing synced up as our respective orgasms subsided, and then he just dumped me off of him onto the tile next to him and walked out of the steam room. I lay there for a second, covered in sweat and cum leaking out of my cunt, and I realized that was the first time I had ever kissed a man. I almost cried at the knowledge that the only man out of the hundred that had been inside of me that wanted to kiss me was that old geezer with the missing teeth and the cigarette/coffee saliva. That would always be my first kiss. What a whore I was. After a minute, I got up and headed back to the showers where the old man was just leaving. I quickly rinsed, trying to get the disgusting smell of his saliva off of me, and then headed to the lockers. The Beast was standing there shirtless talking to the college dude who was also shirtless. As I got into my locker I heard The Beast say, “Yeah? You like to get fucked?” “Yeah, I like to get fucked,” said the college boy, breathlessly. “You saw what I got in the shower. You think you can handle it?” asked The Beast. “I’d like to try,” smiled the college dude. “Once I go for it, I don’t back off. So if you try, I will make sure you succeed,” The Beast warned. “That’s so fucking hot,” said the stupid college kid. Then as an after thought, “You clean? Neg and everything?” “Definitely,” lied The Beast. “Clean bill of health just last week.” “Well, I’m definitely game if you are.” “You got my number,” taunted The Beast. “Text me tonight. But make sure that cunt is clean before you do ‘cause if I want you to come over, I’m not gonna’ wanna’ wait 45 minutes for you to douche your snatch, got it?” I saw the college kid’s cock jump. He gulped and said, “You got it.” They said their goodbyes and the college kid left. That’s when the old guy came up to The Beast and handed him a twenty. “Thanks for that,” the old guy said and left. I was dressed by then and I looked at The Beast as he put on his shirt. “Good workout, huh?” he chuckled. I smiled sheepishly, still ashamed at getting so into that disgusting old man. “You’re a good boy,” The Beast said ruffling my hair, “Come on, let’s get you a smoothie.” When we got home, we just sat around watching TV and talking more about sports and college. Suddenly I said, “You still don’t know my name.” “I know,” he said simply. “And I still don’t know yours.” “I know. Maybe if you’re really good this week, that will change…fuck hole.” And then his phone beeped with a text message. The Beast looked at it and chuckled. “Right on cue.” “Is it that guy from the gym?” I asked. He simply showed me the text message which said: CUNT ALL CLEAN. The Beast texted him the address and told him to get over here right now. Then he looked at me, “Have your ass cleaned and be ready to go when I’m done with this whore.” “Yes sir,” I replied. About 10 minutes later, the college dude rang the bell. The Beast answered the door and they walked through the living room on the way to the bedroom. The college guy recognized me and said, “Hey man, I’m Kurt.” I gave a weak wave as The Beast said, “Don’t worry about him. Come on.” They disappeared into the bedroom and I listened for the next hour and a half as The Beast used the boy. All I could hear were the groans and moans and whimpers and screams and howls from Kurt and the grunts and growls and shouts and orders from The Beast. I grew increasingly jealous. I got the old crusty guy while this college kid got The Beast, that wasn’t fair. I was younger and I was already broken in. I wanted The Beast. Finally, they emerged from the room. Kurt was only in a jock strap and barely standing. The Beast was fully dressed. “Come on, we’re taking Kurt on a field trip.” “Where are we going?” asked Kurt. The Beast hauled off and slapped him. “Who owns your cunt now?” “You do,” Kurt said, rubbing his face. “That’s what you wanted, right? That was the deal. When you were begging me to keep fucking you and I told you I was gonna’ stop unless you handed over ownership of your cunt, what did you say?” Kurt looked at me, shame in his eyes, “I said it was yours.” “That’s right. Now you’re gonna’ prove it.” The Beast ushered us out to the car and drove us across town. We pulled into the parking lot of an adult bookstore. Kurt started to freak out a little bit, but The Beast grabbed him by the hair, pulled Kurt’s ear to his mouth and said, “Don’t be a pussy. Deep inside yourself you want to give it all to me, don’t you? Have you ever had a better fuck?” Kurt looked him right in the eyes, “No, sir, I haven’t. Okay.” We got out of the car and went into the store. The Beast exchanged pleasantries with the guy behind the counter. They clearly knew each other and The Beast threw him a couple of twenties and then proceeded to lead us into the back of the store where there were a bunch of black doors. Now, Kurt being dressed in only a jockstrap had definitely garnered us some attention and a small swarm of lowlifes followed us into the back hallway. We entered a vacant room, pretty cramped with three people in it. The Beast took out a bottle of poppers and put it to Kurt’s nose, who inhaled deeply. Kurt was pushed to his knees and The Beast pushed his hardening cock into his mouth and began to skull fuck him. Kurt had clearly just been schooled by The Beast because he let all of the saliva and bile just flow. It poured out of Kurt’s mouth and down onto his chiseled pecs and perfect abs. The Beast turned to me, “Lick that shit off of him.” I breathed in deeply and obeyed. I kneeled down and began to lick the saliva, pre-cum, and wretch off of Kurt’s torso. My tongue enjoyed licking the hard creases of his musculature and after everything I had done, swallowing down the body fluids was fine. As I was lapping up Kurt’s overflow I noticed a rather large veiny cock poked through the large hole in the wall. It kind of wagged at us, demanding attention. The Beast notice it, put the poppers back at Kurt’s nostrils, and then took him by the hair and pushed his mouth towards the cock. “Noooo!” yelled Kurt but his protest was muffled by the fat 8 incher plunging into his mouth. In a cloud of poppered lust he slurped on the cock even as he continued to say the word “no” completely garbled by the blowjob he was performing. The Beast held Kurt in place allowing the disembodied cock to enjoy its skull fuck. Tears streamed down Kurt’s face as spit flowed from his mouth cavity around the bloated phallus invading his face. The Beast had three fingers inside of him, digging around his cum-coated cavity when he pulled his digits out and slid his erection into him up to his balls. I licked my lips wanting that asshole to be mine. Kurt winced and sucked harder on the strange cock. I saw the cock in Kurt’s mouth twitch and spasm and Kurt started gagging, semen flowering out from either side of the dick and dripping down his chin. Once the man on the other side of the wall had drained his balls, he pulled his dick away unceremoniously and it was immediately replaced by an uncut fatty, not as long as the last one but significantly thicker. Even thicker than The Beast. I could smell this cock from where I was standing so I could only imagine what Kurt was tasting right now with all of that stale male scent lingering under that heavy foreskin. It couldn’t have been good because he was wrinkling his face and in between thrusts from the guy, I heard him say “please…” begging The Beast to let him go. “Get that tongue under that foreskin, bitch,” was The Beast’s only console. Spurred on, Kurt began sucking the vile cock with more vigor, clearly determined to be a good boy for the man who now owned his cunt. After a few more minutes of Kurt being raped at both ends, The Beast asked, “You had enough?” and he let Kurt back up enough to take his mouth off the cock and answer through a froth of semen, “Yes, please, I’ve had enough.” “Good,” replied The Beast and quickly flipped Kurt around before he knew what was going on and planted his freshly fucked cunt onto the thicker uncut cock. Kurt bellowed at first and then panicked, trying to pull off of the anonymous cock. The Beast held him in place and crouched to be face to face with him, “Shhh, shhh, shhh, this is what I want. You’re not going anywhere. Here.” He put the poppers back at his nose and Kurt took four or five hits, moaning despite himself. “Just think about that vile cock you were just tasting is now inside of you raw. That’s right, we have no idea who this guy is and he’s in your ass, that cunt that now belongs to me. Think back, did you notice any bumps or sores on it? I hope not. ‘Cause they’re in you now, rubbing against your battered pussy walls.” Kurt whined and looked up into The Beast’s steely gaze. I was rock hard watching the destruction of this college stud, his eyes welled with tears as he realized just what he had agreed to earlier that day at the gym. The cock behind him was actually pulling his rectum out with each stroke. It was such a hot look, actually turning his ass into cunt lips. The Beast grabbed my arm and pulled me in front of Kurt. “Keep him in place. I wanna’ see the fireworks,” he said and took my place watching the thick cock push into the weeping boy repeatedly. I crouched down to look right into the big scared blue eyes of the muscle jock and whispered, “This is what you wanted, remember?” And then I put my mouth on his and kissed him deeply. He looked shocked at first but then kissed me back, exploring my mouth with his tongue. He tasted of cock and cum and I devoured him. My hands reached up and rubbed his chest, nipples, arms, and stomach as the faceless intruder behind him fucked him harder and harder and HARDER. Kurt moaned and whimpered now, enjoying the thickness in his rectum and the intimacy of making out with another muscled young guy. I brought the poppers back to his nose and saw The Beast pull out a switchblade. My stomach jumped for a moment but then he lifted the straps of Kurt’s jock strap and cut them, letting the jock fall to the ground. Kurt was flying now and I went back to kissing him and encouraging him to take his fucking. The guy behind the wall began to groan loudly and Kurt’s eyes got really wide as the dick thickened inside of him. “Oh fuck, that cock is throbbing. Good cunt, take that stranger’s load. Take that dirty cum in your butt,” The Beast growled. The grunting behind the wall went on for a while. He must have been dumping days worth of cum into Kurt. Kurt held onto me and whined into my ear, “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, what am I doing?” And then it was done. Kurt winced and sighed as the uncut cock removed itself from his ass, but then he immediately hissed out a “Fuuuucccckkkk…” as another cock took its place, and The Beast commented, “Whoa, fuck! Look at that black snake!” I could tell that this was a long one as Kurt just kept sucking in air as the new cock made its way deep into his bowels. “So…long…my God…” he mumbled and gripped me again, “Poppers…” he pleaded. I put the poppers to his nose as this new ebony tool took its turn in my college “friend’s” hole. Kurt stayed there, bent over, bare ass to the wall, taking raw dick after raw dick from anonymous faceless perverts for a while. I kept Kurt occupied with poppers and making out and talking him through each of the fucks. The Beast enjoyed the show, commenting as each cock blew its poison into the young buck or a new piece of meat found its way into the helpless kid’s cunt: “Oh wow, that black fucker put a quart of semen in your hole” “Jesus, this one must be latin, big brown and uncut.” “Fuck, he’s churning up that cum like butter.” “Oh yeah, put your babies in this dumb cunt.” “Here comes number 5 in your twat, pussy boy.” “Fuck yeah, another load for your womb, bitch.” “You have so many different guys’ kids in you right now…” Kurt lasted through seven cocks before he was just too shaky to take any more. The Beast slapped the wall and said, “That’s it for now,” and the cock that had already been stuck through to take its turn was removed with a grumble from its owner. Kurt had cum dripping out of his ass and rolling down both of his legs. He stood up and stretched, but The Beast wasn’t going to let him have that much of a break. The Beast sat back on a wooden bench built into the wall, and said, “Stay standing and bend over and suck my cock. Faggot boy, clean up his legs and ass.” I positioned myself behind Kurt, wishing I was the one that got to suck on The Beast’s big dick. I started lapping up the cum from Kurt’s legs and ass cheeks and swollen pucker. I listened to him slurp and choke on the large cock between The Beast’s legs as I tasted all of the different flavors of the men that had poured their juice into this destroyed college boy. I may never know what these guys looked like but I knew what their DNA tasted like. All the salty, bleachy, putrid flavors mixed and churned and dripping out of Kurt and down his muscled, peach fuzzed legs. He would gag causing his ass to expel more cum in a wet fart, and my tongue was there to lap up the rewards, swallowing the semen from the deepest of his innards. “Okay boys,” The Beast said with a tone of finality. Kurt looked up at him with heaving, exhausted breaths, “Are we done?” “Done?” The Beast chuckled, “We only just got started.” Kurt looked at him in disbelief. I was not surprised at all. He told me to strip, which I did without a second thought, and then he lead both of us out of the booth. There was still a crowd fascinated by what was happening in our booth and they followed the two naked boys and the dominant hulking top farther into the store. We pushed through another door and entered into a smallish movie house with some nasty bareback porn playing on the big screen. The Beast marched us right down front and bent us over two of the theatre seats, side by side. Kurt and I looked at each other, unsure of what was about to happen, but then The Beast took out a black Sharpie. He uncapped it and began to write on Kurt’s ass, speaking the words as he wrote, “Cum Dump #1.” And then he wrote on my ass, “Cum Dump #2.” He leaned down to look at both of us. “Alright boys, you ready for a little competition. You’re about to get fucked…a lot. And I’m going to give you a hash mark on your back whenever your cunt gets a cock off. Let’s see which hole is the best, huh?” He stood up to address the growing crowd, leaving Kurt and I to just look at each other, wide eyes beginning to fill with shameful tears. “Okay guys, these two will take all loads. The only thing I need to know is when you finally cum ‘cause otherwise I won’t know which slut to give credit to, got it?” The crowd buzzed their consent and then started to line up behind our open asses. I suddenly realized that although Kurt was thoroughly fucked and lubed, I was dry as bone. I started to panic but then The Beast appeared in front of me, “I didn’t forget about your little dry cunt, boy,” and he slapped a glob of Boy Butter in between my spread cheeks, fingering it into me slightly. “Thank you, sir,” I smiled up at him. What proceeded was nothing short of a frenzy. Kurt and I were called every nasty name in the book, treated like fuck dolls. The tops trenched out our pussies, criticizing and comparing them, fueling the competition. We just tried to keep up, pulsing our ass walls and milking each new dick. Whenever a cock would unleash in our guts, the owner grunting or yelling out, “I’m fucking cumming, dude!” to The Beast or punching our ass cheek with a “I’m knocking you up, bitch!” The Beast would use the Sharpie to make a hash mark on our shoulder blade, keeping score of the loads taken. I felt connected to Kurt while at the same time jealous if a guy that had fucked me made a different or more emphatic noise when he sunk into Kurt’s hole. When we didn’t have a cock in our mouth, we would stay locked in each other’s gaze, grunting and snarling to bear down on whatever engorged cock was stretching our cunt at that particular moment. At one point, a particularly huge cock bobbed between our faces and we both started slurping on it together, our tongues running over the veiny surface and meeting every once in a while. Eventually, we were making out with the cock in our mouths. This sent both of the guys in our asses over the edge and we got another load in our holes. Thank God we had the seat cushions to kneel on, keeping our pussies up in the air for this onslaught as it went on for hours. Some of the guys that went back and forth between our two holes were just vile, disgusting perverts that lived for rare events like this one. I have no idea how long Kurt and I had been taking loads when the lights came on abruptly and the guy from behind the counter came in. “Sorry to break up the party, guys, but the store is getting a bit too conspicuous. There’s a crowd out front, too many cars in the parking lot, we’re gonna’ get busted. I think it’s time to wrap it up.” I had to laugh at the use of the phrase “wrap it up” since I had never taken cock that had been wrapped up. I couldn’t even imagine it at this point. I remember using condoms with Deanna, and it felt fine but nothing like the feeling of skin on skin. For all of the abuse, emotional and physical, The Beast (and my Dad) had done me a favor. I would never have to know the hassle and deadening sensation of a condom again. I was a bareback whore now and always. “Okay guys,” The Beast said to the two guys fucking Kurt and me, “You have two minutes to finish up and then we’re gone.” The tops started pistoning like mad men, causing Kurt to call out “Ah! Ah! Ah!” with each violent thrust. I just grunted and pushed back on my guy, trying to milk his cock, which worked. His dick pulsed and sprayed into me. He gave my smooth ass three thankful slaps and went away. The bald Latino guy with the huge pecs and pronounced beer belly fucking Kurt gave up on his hole, pulled out, and sank it into me. The shock of his insertion made my cunt tighten and squeeze and within five strokes, he was filling my twat with stranger’s semen. The Latino pulled out of my ravaged cunt with a pop, grabbed his shirt and left the theatre. “Let’s tally up the score, boys,” The Beast said with a smile. There was still a sizeable crowd awaiting the results. Kurt and I looked at each other as The Beast counted the hash marks on our back. I smile at Kurt, and he looked like he was going to cry for a moment before smiling back. “Well, it was fairly close,” began The Beast. “Cum dump #1 you got a total of 24 loads in you, but pussy boy over here got 29. So it looks like we have our winner! Cum dump #2 is the bigger whore. The cunt that got the most loads.” A cheer went up from the crowd. I looked into Kurt’s eyes and whispered, “Don’t feel bad. At least you have an actual cock. Mine’s so small it looks like a clit.” “Shut up,” Kurt spat. “I don’t care about that. You’re beautiful. Thanks for getting me through this.” Before I could say “you’re welcome,” The Beast barked, “Let’s go, boys!” and was pulling us up and ushering us out the door. He didn’t even bother to see if my clothes were still in the booth. He just lead us out to the car naked, we piled in, and he drove us back to his place. We went inside and The Beast said, “Okay, pussy boy, you won so you get a reward. And you,” he pointed to Kurt, “You get punished.” He pushed Kurt toward the basement door, “You’re sleeping down there tonight. There’s a mattress in the corner. You can leave tomorrow.” Kurt looked shocked that he was expected to stay but he knew better than to disobey so he opened the door and descended the stairs. The Beast shut and locked the door, assuring that Kurt wouldn’t leave during the night. “Let’s go,” he said to me and lead me to the master bedroom. I started getting excited about what my reward would be. He crawled into bed and said, “You get to sleep up here tonight with me.” I smiled and crawled into bed next to him. He scooped me up and held me tight and my head found his chest. I waited there, expectantly, but then I heard the heavy breathing of his slumber. He didn’t fuck me. Well, maybe he was tired and I would wake up with his solid cock in my mouth or ass. I fell asleep thinking about that, looking forward to that. The Beast would fuck me in the morning. More to cum...

The stud hooked his hands under my arms and effortlessly lifted me off my knees and plopped me on the couch. “Don’t move,” I was commanded and he went to get the duffel bag. I sat in the middle of the couch trying to catch my breath. He returned, dropped the bag on the floor, and went to his knees. He grabbed me under my knees and pushed my legs up roughly, forcing my ass up and my torso to sink further into the cushion. “Hold your legs there,” he ordered, handing me my legs. I took them, keeping myself bent in half, cunt hole exposed. “Look at that asshole gaping at me. It’s still so open.” And with that, he blew right into my pussy. I could easily feel the gust of air on my insides and immediately tightened my hole. He just laughed and dug into the bag for the first foreign object he would shove into my backside. When he hunched over to survey the different sized ass destroyers in the gym bag, I looked across the room from myself and saw that the opposing wall was predominantly mirrors. I saw myself – my red eyes, my face covered in dried snot and bile, my nips looking like two angry red spark plugs, legs in the air, my hairless ass pushed up and waiting for more abuse, three or four big handprints outlined in pink. And of course, there was my little less-than-five inch dick still hard as a stubby pencil making a pool of pussy boy precum on my defined abs. Oh, and he was right, my hole was slightly gaped still. Using my muscles, I managed to wink it shut but every time I relaxed, it gaped open again slightly. What was I doing? I was about to be injected with viral cum from this viciously virile man. He was going to hand down to me his terminal disease like a gift, leaving it to remember him by whenever I dealt with a consequence of the sickness he was putting into me. Why wasn’t I trying to make a run for it? Why wasn’t I fighting to escape? Because he would never let me. He was too powerful and I was too weak. He too much of a man and me anything but. I was right not to run, this was what I was made to do, like it or not. Stroking his massive oozing cock with one hand, he held a medium sized butt plug in his other hand. Squeezing his shaft repeatedly, he coaxed out glob after glob of precum onto the plug. Finally, he released his grasp and smeared his fluid all over the butt plug. He began to position it at the entrance to my gaping canal when I begged, “Please please that precum could get me sick.” “Oh, you want me to put it in dry? I’ll wipe off my precum,” he retorted. I couldn't imagine having this thing shoved in dry. I bit my bottom lip and began to tremble, “Okay, just put it in.” I was weeping softly as he pushed my O-ring wide with the butt plug. After being rammed by the mammoth he called a dick, the butt plug wasn’t so bad. It was a little tough getting over the wide bottom, but once it popped in, it just kind of nestle in my ass and was kind of relaxing. He pushed against the bottom of it, hitting a trigger in me, sending a chill of pleasure through my body that made me moan. He worked the plug in and out of me a few times and then abruptly pulled it from my hole. “Here, hold onto this,” he said nonchalantly and put the butt plug into my mouth. My lips wrapped around the tiny connector between the base and the plug, making me look in the mirror like a very deviant toddler sucking on a very dirty pacifier. Without warning, I realized he was pushing beads into my ass … each bead got progressively larger and I felt like I was running out of room, but that was impossible. His cock was much larger than all of those beads put together. He managed to get the final bead into me, leaving me feeling significantly more bloated than anything thus far. With one motion, he pulled the beads completely out of me causing me to whimper, drooling over the slimy plug in my mouth, and spurting a wave of precum from my boy dick. Like a worker on a conveyor belt, trained to do the same job over and over, he very systematically reinserted all of the beads. He didn’t pull them out though. He had a twist in store for me, and he sat up on his knees and pushed his cock into me again. Granted it still hurt like hell, but I knew how to manipulate my ass better to aid in accommodating him. His entrance pushed the beads further into me, hitting all sorts of different places, and making him groan. “Oh fuck, that feels good. I wish your fucking cunt came with these beads in it all the time.” He slowly pumped away for just a couple of minutes before slipping out of me and then yanking the beads out like a ripcord on a lawn mower. I let out a yelp, the butt plug falling from my mouth, bouncing off one of my defined pecs and down my tight stomach into my pool of precum. “One last toy before I get back in there,” he informed me as he threw the beads aside, and stuck his hand back in the duffel bag. From the bag he revealed a monster of a dildo. A pitch-black latex faux cock about the same length as my tormentor, but significantly thicker and a hell of a lot more veiny. My eyes bugged out and he snorted, “That’s right, bitch, you’re gonna’ feel this one.” Being realistic, he reached under the coffee table and pulled out a little box from which he got some lube that he poured all over this colon wrecker. After coating it with the lube, he positioned it at my hole and looked into my eyes. “You keep looking straight at me while this goes in,” he said, and I did. My ass had been worked over enough that it opened up to try and take this rubber cock as thick as a soup can. I felt my cunt stretch and strain as the stud applied consistent pressure to the dildo, forcing it into my chute and pushing my pussy walls wide. I whined, grunted, and moaned but I held my legs in place the entire time like a good bottom boy. Finally, he hit my inner ring and my eyes pleaded with him. “Not this time, but next time, this dildo is going through, understand?” I nodded furiously, thankful for the reprieve. Instead he started fucking the dildo in and out of me, causing me to quiver and scream from getting my guts dragged back and forth by the lubed latex. He stopped suddenly, leaving it ¾ of the way in me. From the box, he brought a small bottle that he gave a few shakes and then unscrewed the tiny lid. He shoved the bottle under my nose and pushed his finger against the opposing nostril. “Sniff in deep,” he order. It smelled acrid and chemical. He did the same to the other nostril and I obediently sniffed more of the fumes. In seconds, my head was swimming, my face felt flush, and the dildo more easily maneuvered my tight fuck hole. He began fucking it into me again, and my ass felt like it needed it…in fact, it popped through my inner ring. It still hurt and made me scream but it was my cunt that had loosened enough to allow it. “Atta’ boy,” he said and pulled the entire thing from my ass, throwing it aside and plunging the real thing balls deep in my gut. I cried out in pain again even though my ass immediately began milking him and my body tingled all over. Within a moment, the bottle was back under my nose and I was taking 2, 3, 4 deep sniffs of the unknown chemical. Heat rushed back to my cheeks, dizziness found my head, and my ass relaxed around the invading rocket lodged in my shitter. I was looking into his steely green eyes, my mouth agape making all sorts of noises when the oversized dildo that was just in my ass was shoved into my mouth. He continued to fuck my cunt with his cock while he fucked my face with the fake one. Mercilessly, I was skull fucked my this black sex toy tainted with my ass juice while he drilled me with his toxic pecker. Every time I would gag on the dildo, my ass would clench, making him let out a guttural groan. Finally, he pulled the rubber phallus from my mouth, slapped my face with it, and threw it aside, leaning over me to focus on his final domination (at least I thought it was his final one). His body pressed against mine as he continued to hammer in me, balls slapping against my bruised ass. I knew what was coming. “Please, please don’t. I don’t want to get sick,” I begged. “Do you not realize by now that this is what you’re made for? What you’re good for?” he asked sincerely, but cruelly. “But I’m afraid. Please don’t infect me.” “You love me, don’t you?” he asked. It was such a strange question. “What?” I asked, confused. “If you tell me that you love me and make me believe it, I’ll pull out,” he offered. He continued to rail me, gutting me with his amazing cock, as I looked straight into his eyes and breathed truthfully, “I love you. I’m in love with you.” He held my gaze for a second and then snorted evilly, “I know you do, you stupid cunt. But you’re just a hole to me. And you’re definitely getting bred today. You’re gonna’ leave this house well trenched and drenched.” Oh my God, he had just played me. Forced me to allow myself to be emotionally vulnerable and then mocked me for it, and I was still going to be filled with HIV cum. And all I was to him was a hole. That kept repeating in my head, and suddenly, my puny boy dick was shooting ribbon after ribbon of cum over my torso. “See, boy? This is your destiny. Boy cunt for sale, and you love it. You know that I’m still fucking you until I’m done, I don’t care how much it hurts.” I guess that a lot of bottoms have trouble getting fucked after they cum. Not the case with me, as I would find out. He kept hammering away and my pussy relaxed even more now that I had cum, and the bull was able to rut even deeper. Just to humiliate me more, he scooped up my semen and shoved it in my mouth. My cum didn’t taste nearly as good as his precum and I pinched my face from the taste as he forced me to eat and swallow my own jizz. I refocused on the fact that he was about to poz me and I started to squirm again. “Stop it,” he slapped my face, but I continued to whimper and wiggle. “Stop it,” he slapped me harder. “This is going to set you free, boy. You can fulfill your purpose now as an indiscriminate cum dump. No worries, no load turned away. That’s your future. And I’m going to see to it that no poz guy gets turned away from this hot hole.” I knew I couldn’t get away, so I asked, “It’s not for sure, right? I mean, just ‘cause you cum in me, doesn’t mean I’ll get it for sure, right?” Through a smile, he answered me, stroking my hair, “That’s right, boy. But that just makes it all the more fun when I pay your father rack rate to try again. Hell, that must be, what? Twenty-five? Thirty bucks?” He howled with laughter and picked up the pace of his drilling. His arms wrapped around my body and he spit in my face as he slammed into my boy cunt harder and harder. My inner ring was constantly being torn open by his vicious thrusting. Suddenly, I realized that my legs were wrapped around his waist, pulling him into me. No matter what my head said, I couldn’t help it. My body responded to this man’s domination and my legs continued to pull him into me, my pussy walls gyrating around his baby maker, begging to have my insides doused with his hot, toxic seed. His flexing stomach slapping against my spent dick and 8-pack, he began moaning loudly, “Here it comes, here comes my toxic cum. Right in that fucking cum dump. Fuck yeah, cunt, TAKE MY JIZZ! TAKE IT! I’M GONNA’ FUCK IT INTO YOUR GUT, FAGGOT! I’M CHANGING YOU INTO A POZ WHORE!” We were both bucking and thrusting against each other, grunting and groaning. "NO! NO! PLEASE DON'T CUM IN ME!!" I screamed and begged. "YOU DON'T GET A CHOICE IN THIS! YOUR HOLE BELONGS TO ME RIGHT NOW! I GET TO CHOOSE WHAT GOES IN IT! AND I CHOOSE MY FUCKING AIDS BABIES!" "NOOOO! PLEASE!!!!!" I pleaded. "SHUT THE FUCK UP, CUNT! HERE COME MY SWIMMERS! ENJOY MY BUG!" he yelled out. The cock inside of me inflated slightly, making me take a sharp inhalation of breath, and it began to pulse against my torn and battered ass walls. Hot jolts began to fill me and I knew his poison was shooting out of that bulbous head and hitting my deepest insides. My boy dick spasmed and a tiny bit more cum shot an inch onto my stomach. His balls were still draining into my cum hole, soaking my vulnerable tissue and blood vessels, marinating with my ass juice. The stud collapsed on me with ragged breathing, still pushing and pulling his meat into and from my ass hole, fucking his DNA into my exposed fucked out cock sleeve. We lay there with only his hips moving, forcing his softening dick in and out of my drenched hole. My legs were still wrapped around his hips, clearly not wanting to have to move beyond this moment, not wanting to enter the next moment where I had to face the severity of the situation. After about ten minutes, his hips stopped moving and he sighed, “I have to piss.” His cock popped out of my ass and I yelped a bit. The man that has just potentially infected me with HIV got up casually and headed to the bathroom. I looked across at the mirror to see my legs bent and spread, my pink ass held wide enough to view my gaping pink hole that now had a slightly more purple appearance. A thick white liquid drooled from my sloppy cunt. My pink pucker clenched tightly, sucking it back in. I guess it was hungry for it. I couldn’t control it. “OK,” I said, but he chuckled and turned back, “OK? You’re coming with me.” Oh fuck! I wasn’t done. More to come…