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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.

(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

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.

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)

* Cum Slut on the Lose Again * ...more at 9:00 So, David went out of town for a few weeks; for some some'n or some'n? But he gave me the number of a "fill in" if I needed anything.... David told me he had told him of who I was. "ok, what did you tell him mister!" I said sharply as I looked sideways at him... David's reply, "only the good stuff! I kinda giggle thinking; this could be fun! That Saturday afternoon my mind just miraculously somehow wanders over to; Dope, Cock, and Cum! I check my funds, enough for a G. I don't know why but I'm kinda nervous calling Levi. Oh; that's the "fill in" guys name, Levi. "Hello!" "Levi?" I ask He says yeah and we talk briefly. He said 8:30 will work for him and gives me his addie. 20 minute drive, cool no worries! As I drive over I 'm thinking now what a minute that address isn't a residential part of town? I text Levi, he says its the right address and don't sweat it ok...? I think to myself, as I throw caution to the wind! Sure enough this is more the industrial part of town. But Saturday evening; here is pretty calm. I do hear big trucks, and every now and then see one go by... His place was cool as fuck! Like one of those places, on one of those shows; you know the ones that have bad ass cool places!!! We get business handled, and then he breaks out the biggest holy fuken shit gnarally ass glass Dick I've EVER seen, and hands it to me.... And the thing must have an 8-ball of dope in it!!! He says, "knock yourself out; whatever you need to get "there" take it!" "then all I'll need..." Doh!!! Inner monologue not to be spoken aloud Tawnie! Levi looks at me, and I blush.... "Did I say that outloud?" He said, "I've shared, now you share!" Well.... I was thinking.... thinking that; "then all I'll need is Fucked Repeatedly!" Levi says, "now?" "Hell Yeah!!!" getting in a hurry, then ]taking my panties down slowly. Levi had a Viagra Cock, naturally ; I asked... "I told him, "That's what all those guys a paying for when they get it; a cock like yours!" Quickly getting to my knees to get to know my new friend better; I got to Cock Loving! He tried to get me to slow down. I just told him to cum in my mouth now please, you can fuck my hole later; please please.... I said, " in fact; while I'm here I'm just a Fuck hole. You or any of your guests; or any number of guests, don't have to ask. " "Until I leave, whenever that is; just take it! Just a hole for y'all to fuck as you will!" Swallowed 2 loads, and Cum -Pied twice As I'm wiping cum from my cheek and licking my hand, Levi asks; if I would please go for drinks at the Truck Stop just right behind his building? Aw, the trucks I saw earlier ; "sure" I say! * to be continued 1 Quote Quote this

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Fuck it. It was late Saturday afternoon and I had just finished running some last-minute errands getting stuff to keep me hydrated for that evening's play session with a FFuckbud in Bushwick. I was a little behind schedule and felt rushed, sweating from the late summer humidity and sexual anticipation. It was a warm day and I was wearing a t-shirt with cut-off sleeves, shorts and sneakers. I took a deep breath to relax as I waited for the Über car to arrive. I stared at my phone screen: the app displayed the driver was a few minutes away. He was kinda hot from the thumbnail image of his profile. OINK! Buzz. My phone vibrated as the screen display got interrupted as a text came in. HIM: SORRY baby. Can't host tonight after all. Something came up. Have to cancel. Fuck it. I texted him back quickly. ME: Dang that sucks. HIM: I know!!! Was really looking forward 2 PNP and getting @ that pussy of urs. ME: K. Another time then. HIM: I'll make it up 2 u next time I CYU. ME: L8R. I was already cleaned out and just a little buzzed. I smoked a little bowl while getting ready earlier to get me in the mood. It was enough to get my manhole hungry. He is one of my regular fuckbuds. I hate it when they cancel as the last thing I want to do is go online and take a risk with someone new. I like playing with the few regular buds I have. We have great connection and they know how to make my insatiable hole feel great. And I give it back in return. Except not tonight apparently. I stared at my phone screen. Now what? I thought to myself. Should I contact another bud at this last minute? Go online and risk searching for someone new? That seemed desperate (well I was sorta...). FUCK IT. I cancelled the Über car. I shook my head cursing at myself. I had a bag of protein and energy drinks in one hand and my phone on the other. Beside me, I had a small overnight travel bag that had some of my favorite toys, various lube and grease, poppers, and my toiletry bag parTy kit. All that preparation for nothing. I looked around me at the storefronts on the block. I live in an area of north Brooklyn that is historically more African American. But that is rapidly changing as it gentrifies year by year as the a new influx of people move in (myself included), priced out of Manhattan and other areas of northwest Brooklyn. I see a barber shop across the street. Hmm...time for a cut, I think to myself. If I can't play, I may as well get a haircut. I usually go to my barber in the East Village but I sure wasn't going there tonight. It had been a few weeks since my last cut and I like to keep my hair short and buzzed fresh. I was overdue. I placed my phone in my shorts pocket, picked up the overnight bag and crossed the street. Some aashole hipster almost ran into me on a Ciibike, oblivious to jaywalkers ruling the street. I cursed at him as he sped by, not hearing me with his headphones on. I was still spitting at the air when I got in front of the barbershop. It was about to close, totally empty except for one lone barber. I entered. "Hey," I greeted him, walking in. "How's it going? Can you do one more today?" The barber looked me up and down quickly as he was putting some equipment away. "It's late." It almost sounded like a complaint. He looked at me appearing to size me up. The barber was in his mid to late 50's, a tall dark, black man with short, buzzed cut hair and a trim beard that had a light salt and pepper pattern. He was about 6'3" and I guessed around 225 lbs of solid man. He looked like a coach for a high school athletic team. He had a handsome face in a rugged way with an impressive squared-off jawline that was framed with a short beard. He was wearing a dark green, button-down short sleeve shirt that served him like a uniform and was snug on his upper body. The top two buttons were undone and I could see short bristles of salt and pepper hair lightly covering his chiseled chest. He was wearing dark blue sweatpants that were a little loose. I couldn't help but notice that he had impressively large feet in his black beat-up sneakers. I could read that he was in good shape for his age. "I just need a buzz cut." My hair was about a half-inch long, too long for my taste. "You can do me quick: in-and out." I smiled at him. "Cool?" He moved towards me then passed my side heading to the storefront windows. "I am just about to close," he announced as he shut off the air conditioner. His voice had a deep weight with an after-tone of a subtle bass. I liked how he sounded. He adjusted the old blinds at the windows, lowering them one by one as the narrow shop got darker. He looked me up and down again. I noticed some pause with his gaze. "I will do you," he said, locking the door and lowering the last shade on the inside of the door. The shop was darker now, cut off visibly from the outside. The small shop had old fluorescent light bars overhead in three parallel rows casting a greenish glow to the room. His dark skin took on another sheen with the absence of natural light from the outdoors. One length of the light on the farthest right ceiling row was flicking on and off, shorting itself randomly, casting stranger highlights on both of us that would materialize and then quickly disappear. "You're in luck, Boy," he finally smiled. I liked that he called me Boy. Was he flirting with me as he read me visually again (or so I thought)? Or was I just horny from my now defunct evening's anticipation? "You're my last customer." He walked into the shop towards one of the corners. "I'll take you." He washed his hands at a corner sink for shampooing customers. He dried them off thoroughly. Nice forearms, I thought; they were thick and solid. "Put your bags down by that last chair," he instructed in that deep tone, pointing to a beat-up leather barber chair. "Sit down." I walked towards the corner, setting the overnight bag down. I placed my plastic grocery bag on the linoleum-tiled floor. The contents fell out, imbalanced and tossed around. My drinks rolled around our feet. "You goin' to do some major exercise or somethin' tonight?" He peered at me and then the various drinks scattered on the floor. "Yeah," I laughed as I looked up at him. "You could say that," I paused. "...special exercises." I knelt down, gathering the various bottles and placing them carefully back in the bag. "They help keep me going." He was now standing beside me, near the counter, getting some of his barber tools out of several small cabinets. I couldn't help but stare at his crotch as it was just a few inches from my face. He turned slightly, opening another cabinet to get some clippers so he was in profile from my viewpoint. WHOA! Nice bulge! There was something definitely in those dark sweatpants. I couldn't stop looking at it, that inner buzz inside me from earlier triggered itself ON. "You done yet?" He looked down at me, a tight smile on his face. "Sit down on the chair and let's get this started." I got up and sat down on the barber chair. It was an old-skool shop; probably from the late 80's when the neighborhood was a lot rougher. I got myself comfortable on the chair which looked like an antique at this point. The leather was well worn on the seat and it crackled as I adjusted myself, straightening my back. There were mirrors all around us at each chair station. There were six chairs in the shop in total, three at each side, with just a little walk space in the center of the narrow shop. You could see your reflection from one side of the room to the other into infinity as the mirrors on each side of the shop reflected on itself. The mirrors were a bit faded, well past their time; some were cracked, including the one in front of us, a hairline fracture that ran diagonally from mid-center on the left side up to the right corner of the glass surface. If I turned slightly, my head appeared split and off-register. The cabinets surrounding the mirrors at each chair station were covered in black Formica, the edges a bit frayed. There was a scattering of photos all around each station displaying men's hairstyles from old to current trends. I looked across from me and observed his personal photos taped around the mirror. A few were with his wife (I presumed) from different eras. He maintained a great body regardless of the decade. I noticed the wife in older photos but only solos of him or with male friends as he got older. There was a photo of him without a shirt, I am guessing from the last decade, probably on some island vacation, showing off his chiseled chest. HOT! I could feel myself starting to sweat slightly. He grabbed a long sheet of white tissue paper from one of the frayed tiny cabinets in front of us flanking the large mirror. I watched our reflection as he proceeded to get ready, folding the tissue as he walked behind me. He wrapped the tissue around my neck and tucked it into my T-shirt collar. He did this quietly as he looked deep into my eyes in the mirror. I watched him in return, also silent. I sensed we were both assessing the situation and measuring each other. I couldn't quite get a read on him. He was making me nervous. He was making me horny. I looked at those forearms again. They were large and thick, a light tangle of dark hair blended with his skin tone. I saw some tattoos on his right arm that I hadn't noticed before. They were faded and old, the black ink almost blending with his dark skin tone. The designs gave away their age as they were soft and fuzzy, the edges blurred by time and unsaid experiences. He reached for a dark sheet that was folded at the edge of the chair arm. He snapped it in the air suddenly, startling me as it sounded louder than it probably was, my senses already heightened. He unfolded it and draped it over me. It was a thin polyester sheet and it created a second skin over my crotch and upper body. He fastened it around my neck methodically. His large hands then rested on my shoulders, brushing the sheet into place. His palms seemed to be wiping away the creases so that the draping of the sheet over my upper body was even and centered. His hands had a weight to them that felt solid and heavy. Impressive. Masculine. Sexy. His fingertips applied a little pressure to the front of my shoulders for a mere moment, a slight massage. I moaned. Fuck it-that felt good! His right hand lifted in the air and disappeared behind my head in the reflection as our eyes met again and traced each other. The palm of that hand now brushed the back of my neck and ran up and down the back of my head, feeling my hair lightly as if we was barely touching it, running up and down, up and down, slowly, gently, almost sensually. It was if he was studying my hair, its texture, softness, healthiness. But his touch seemed to graze over me longer than professionally expected, unmeasured seconds that bordered into inappropriate movements. I moaned a little more, almost embarrassed at my obviousness. "Whatcha want, Boy?" Finally he spoke. The tone was now almost gentle, but just a bit, a decipherable difference I caught in comparison to his not-so-friendly greeting when I had entered earlier. The deep voice seemed to echo for a few seconds in the small, empty shop. Outside the light was getting fainter as the sun had set quickly as the late afternoon stepped into the early summer evening. The broken fluorescent light bar behind us flickered like a signal as if it were announcing the passing of the day. "Just a buzz cut," I stammered in my reply. His large hand ran over the top of my head again, rapidly this time. "What you take? 1.5? 2?" He looked at me. "Huh?" I was puzzled. "What do you mean?" "Clippers. Razor guard size," he answered. "Oh. I think it's usually a 2." I inadvertently brought my hand up to the top of my head as If to measure my hair and our hands touched for a second. He looked at me in the mirror. "Then my regular barber goes more in detail with a 1.5." "Regular barber?" His tone was definitely easing. "Yeah. I go to this Ukrainian guy in the East Village. I had a date that cancelled and saw your shop was still open. So here I am." "A date huh?" He kind of sneered at that. "You don't look like you dressed for any date." Fuck it. What the hell. "Yeah...well it was more a hook-up," I confessed quickly. "He cancelled at the last minute. I was right across the street to meet him when he cancelled. Saw your shop was still open. Figured I would get a buzz here." "Well you came to the right spot," his hand brushed the back of my head again, now taking his time, slowly running his palm up and down, up and down. "You got nice hair, nice texture...very soft." I stared at our reflection in the cracked mirror. Behind us, the fluorescent light bar shorted out for a second or two. He stopped with my hair and walked over to the cabinets and got his clippers ready, plugging the cord in a socket by his right. He approached me and I stared at him, my eyes following him in the mirror as he positioned himself behind me. He flicked the clippers on and it came alive, resting on my head for a second before he started to push it along. The whir and buzz of the vibration seemed like a strange percussion in my ears. He started by running the clippers from the front of my head towards the back. The clippers vibrated in a gentle rhythm over my scalp. I was definitely hyper sensitive with the little toke on the glass pipe from earlier. Fuck it-that felt GOOD-as he raked my head methodically, row by row. It was like an electronic massage in parallel motions going over my scalp. Tiny threads of dark, black hair fell around me, scattering on the sheet on my upper abdomen and crotch, raining down as the clippers ran its path. I closed my eyes, enjoying the sensation privately. I took in the mechanical buzz and vibration and breathed in slowly. "You OK there, Boy?" He noticed. I opened my eyes slowly, staring at our reflection. My head was on one side of the reflection in the crack of the mirror, his on the upper half. He was almost smiling. "You OK?" He repeated, the voice had a hint of concern. "You looked like you went somewhere down the avenue or somethin'." "Uh yeah," I replied, a little embarrassed. "I just like clipper cuts. It feels good," I admitted. "OK, Boy," he laughed and winked at my reflection. He continued with the clippers, buzzing around the rest of the top of my scalp, then the back and sides. He walked around me, shifting from my right side then to the left, getting in the correct position, gently pushing my head down or to the side to get a better angle. Short, trimmed hair continued to rain around me. I watched him intently in the mirror. His arms flexed as he moved the clippers around my head. The cuffed edge of his short-sleeves were tight around his biceps. I observed his hand, large with thick, long fingers, holding tight on the clippers gliding it around my head. He sure was getting sexier by the minute. "What kinda hook-up you had goin' tonight?" He didn't look at me as he continued to push the clippers around my right ear, carefully and slowly sculpting at the hair edge, repositioning himself to my right side, his large body getting closer to the chair arm, closer to me. I turned my head slightly to him but he quickly pushed my head face-forward with a gentle but in-control force as he continued sculpting the edge around the back of my ear. "What kinda hook-up is it that you got all those energy drinks?" He sneered a little now but continued to put his attention on my hairline. "And what's with the overnight bag, Boy?" Fuck it. Go for it, I told myself. I was already a little buzzed and so horned up. "Well," I looked at his reflection, waiting for his eyes to meet mine, trying to get more of a read on him. "If you really want to know...we were going to parTy and get all crazy and shit." "Watcha talkin' 'bout?" His eyes suddenly looked in the mirror, curious. "You know: parTy?" I emphasized the last syllable. He moved the clippers away from my head, staring at me more seriously in the mirror. "I like a little Tina. Gets me all wild and super horny." He smiled at me and resumed clipping around the right side of my head. "That bitch Tina?!?" He laughed. "She sure is a good time." He smiled wider and continued to carefully trim around my ear and side. "Haven't fucked with that biTch in ages." "So you parTy too?" He got my attention. I shifted slightly in my chair. "Oh yeah, Boy." He looked at me proudly in the mirror, then placed his attention back to cutting my hair. "Yeah, after my wife passed over ten years ago, I got a little crazy for a minute...if you know what I'm sayin'. Few bitches here and there. Some wild ones too! Those are the ones I partied with. GOOD TIMES!" He smiled at that memory and continued with the clippers. "Whatcha get into? You a bottom, Boy?" He stopped for a second, looking at me, waiting for my reply. I nodded as he held the clippers away from my head. "Yeah. I thought so." He stepped away from me, careful to not get tangled with the cord of the clippers, and walked towards another cabinet and adjusted the blade guard. His body was turned just slightly, most of his back facing me. When he was done, he walked behind me, then towards my left side. He brought the clippers back to my head to go in for a finer trim detail. He cranked the lever on the side of the chair as it jerked up a few inches, raising me. My left elbow was now at the same level as his crotch. His body was much closer now. I could feel his body heat. He carefully continued with the clippers, inching his body closer and closer now that my elbow was rubbing against the jersey material of his sweatpants. WHOA! SHIT! He was fucking hard as a rock! He continued with the cut, shifting his body left to right just slightly, back and forth, rubbing his crotch on my elbow. I pushed my left arm towards him, playing his game, adding pressure to his crotch that was now pressing against me. "Ohhhhh...Boy. That do feel good." He stopped cutting my hair for a moment, pressing harder on my arm, his head cocked back, eyes closed. I stared at our reflection. Then suddenly he opened his eyes. "You got any of that biTch in your bag there, Boy?" His eyes spoke of experience and knowledge. I could read that we had something in common... HUNGER. I nodded in the reflection. "Let's invite that biTch to this party then, Boy." He stepped away from me a half step, holding the clippers down at his side. It was still buzzing. From the mirror I saw an impressive silhouette of a bulge growing in his sweatpants. It was huge and thick, stretching the jersey material obscenely. "Boy, I haven't let loose since I don't know when. Haven't made it with a guy in ages either. But you sure are cute. And I sure am horny. I told you you came to the right spot." He paused and gave me a serious glare in the mirror. "Open your bag." The light flickered behind us again. In the mirror my hair was half-done: one side short and buzzed, the other unfinished. I looked a little crazy with this insane half-done buzz cut. I also looked really horny. A bead of sweat trickled down the left side of my forehead. I slowly stood up from the chair, countless hairs trimmed at the same tiny lengths, like black needle tips, littering around us on the floor. I walked over to my overnight bag, bent down and pulled on the zipper. He turned off the clippers, walked around the chair, and set it on the cabinet counter. I dug through the contents, looking for the small toiletry bag that had my parTy supplies. He sat down on the chair I had been on, the leather cracking under his weight and mass as he spread his legs. I stood up with the toiletry bag, placed it on the counter beside the clippers and unzipped it. He watched me silently. I prepared the glass pipe with a good size shard of crystal and carefully heated it, careful to keep the flame at the right distance, rocking the bowl side to side. He started slowly massaging his crotch then leaned forward, motioning for me to step closer. I continued to slowly melt the Tina as he leaned in even closer, both arms about to surround me. His hands disappeared behind my back and unfastened the sheet over my upper body. The sheet fell silently, my trimmed hair scattering into a random, frenzied pattern on the linoleum floor. "Take a big drag, Boy." He instructed. "And I mean a BIG HIT." I did as I was told. I kept the flame under the bowl another second as that lovely light grey cloud formed in the glass bubble. I shook the torch off and he reached for it as I took a long, deep BIG breath as he had instructed, taking as much smoke as my lungs would allow. "Good Boy," he grabbed the pipe. "Hold it in as long as you can. Now take off that shirt. Let me see your body." I lifted my arms and pulled the tank top off and threw it carelessly on the floor. Little bits of trimmed hair fell on and around us. "Nice tits, Boy. You keep in shape." He lit the pipe a few times for himself like I had done earlier, then set the torch to his side. He motioned for me to keep my breath and to not exhale. The magical smoke appeared in the pipe and he took equally, if not more, of a big hit than I had just done. We both held our breaths. He reached over slowly and with his free hand squeezed my right nipple, surprising me. He squeezed it hard. Finally, I exhaled; I couldn't help myself. A huge cloud came out of me, floating slowly over us, temporarily obscuring him from my vision as if he was lost in a miniature chemical fog. And then his face slowly appeared as the smoke dissipated, floating towards the fluorescent lighting, the small clouds taking on another palette. He grabbed me and leaned in closer, our mouths met, his swallowing mine, surprising me. His large and heavy tongue pushed and parted my lips gently at first, then with force, getting my mouth open and wide as he exhaled a huge amount of smoke. I greedily sucked it in. His eyes stared at me. He was different now. This wasn't the barber anymore. This was a Man. And he was hungry with that all too familiar look in his eyes that indicates the biTch was here. His tongue darted rapidly into my mouth, fishing for mine. There was now an electric energy in him that wasn't there before. His tongue gave it away if his eyes hadn't already hinted of it. The tongue danced violently in my mouth as if it were seeking its last breath. I gave it back earnestly and kissed him deeply, sucking in his tongue, adding pressure so hard that our mouths locked into a vacuum. We were both with the biTch now. I flicked my tongue back at him harder and he relented, his mouth first, then his body relaxing. I exhaled back to him. He sucked it in deep then looked at me intently, the madness gone, now only a soft gaze in his eye. His tongue gently coaxed mine and I pulled away slightly, licking his thick, dark lips. He exhaled and a thick cloud surrounded our heads. I took control now. I pushed him gently back on the chair as he reclined at an angle. He is quite tall; his legs were spread wide on the floor despite the chair being higher than normal. I grabbed the pipe and lighter from him and lit it again, inhaling deep as he watched me intently. He grabbed the pipe and torch from me and did the same. I held my breath as long as I could watching him before I exhaled. He held his breath longer before exhaling, our combined clouds fading in the ceiling. We repeated this a few more times, getting more higher. I grabbed the pipe and torch from him and placed them on the counter. I pushed against the foot pedal on the base of the chair, flipping it downwards and stepped onto its flat edge leaning into him. He sat back comfortably, very buzzed, observing me, his arms spread open and resting on his side. I leaned forward and slowly unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and pulled it apart. Nice chest. He was still in great shape. The hint of salt and pepper hair that I saw earlier was now all visible. It was light on the upper chest, then thicker near his pecs, visually defining the lower curves of his pectorals. The hair was short and bristly and then it got less dense as it disappeared into his groin. I ran my left hand over his chest, feeling the texture of his body hair, the firmness of his muscles and a slight sweat that was building, coating his dark skin. I reached forward with my body, my abdomen rubbing against his crotch, hard and throbbing, as I leaned in closer and took his right nipple into my mouth. I bit it hard with my front teeth and held my grip. Then I gently flicked my tongue left to right on the tip of his nipple, brushing it lightly with saliva, teasing him. "MUTHAFUCKER!!!" He groaned, sliding up the chair slightly. I looked up at him while biting hard and soft, my tongue moving rapidly. He stared back at me and his body shifted up the chair even more as I felt his hard cock rub against my abdomen. I pulled away and shifted back down, in between his legs, looking up at his crotch and upper body. His massive cock was throbbing under the jersey material of his sweatpants. I positioned my right hand under his left thigh and squeezed tight, pulling the cotton against his leg. His bulge looked massive now, outlined by the tightened jersey material. It pulsed with excitement. I kept rearranging my grip and pull on the material, admiring the view. I lifted my left hand and slowly started feeling his shaft. "You one of those NASTY bitches!" He proclaimed. He was breathing heavy and rapid now, clearly turned on, clearly starting to buzz. I squeezed harder on the bulge. Fuck! It was huge! Thick as a beer can - my favorite! It looked long too - maybe 9"-10". I kept stroking it through the cotton, re-arranging its position on his thigh, checking it out, getting myself turned on with what was in front of me. He pushed my hand away suddenly and I leaned back. He took control and started rubbing himself, gripping the thick base with his left hand. "You like that, Boy?" He smirked at me. There was something nasty about how he said that. I nodded, gripping and squeezing my own dick inside my shorts. He squeezed his cock some more and we exchanged glances of silent anticipation. He was showing off to me and I was a willing audience. He kept grabbing his thick tool, moving it from one side of his thigh, an inch or two down his leg, then the other way, then back, constantly shifting. It looked obscene like some monster about to be unleashed. "You like what you see, Boy?" I nodded, grabbing his tool. I squeezed it hard, loving the weight and mass of it in my hand. I brought my hand to the base of his cock then traced it along the cotton material, rubbing it slowly up and down the shaft which only made him moan some more. My hand encircled the head and I squeezed gently at first, then with a tighter grip, then back to a soft touch. He squirmed on the leather chair as it crackled from underneath him. Then suddenly I grabbed the shaft again and shook it hard as it flopped through the sweatpants material. His hands appeared from the side as he lifted his ass off the chair slightly. Then he suddenly pulled his sweatpants down, thrusting them as far down his legs as it would go. He was wearing thin boxers with a vertical stripe pattern and the left leg sleeve was getting soaked from his excitement. His tool looked even larger now. I pushed back a little to admire the changed view. I grabbed his tool again and the thin cotton was barely covering his shaft. I positioned his cock slightly so it was running down his thigh, the head just visible now underneath the edge of his boxers. I pulled back on the cotton material exposing the head further. Now it was my turn to to moan. Wow. It was a beautiful cock head : round and bulbous and dark. He was uncut. The head was covered with foreskin which was pulled back slightly. Precum was leaking out of his urethra. I slid my finger alongside the slit and placed it in my mouth, licking it while looking at him. It had a slight salty taste. "Oh yeah man," I moaned, finally answering him. "I love it." "Pull off my sweats and boxers," he commanded firmly. I leaned back slightly and yanked them off quickly rolling them through his legs and feet. I kept his sneakers on and tossed the clothing to one side of the floor. His legs looked massive, long and muscular with impressive thighs. There was strength to his legs that I liked. I squeezed his thighs hard several times and then let go. His balls were large and round and pushed the base of his thick tool which was now very hard and swerved to the side by his left hip. I leaned in closer and took in his scent from in between his legs. He smelled of sweat, his own musk and some old-fashioned scent that reminded me I was in a barber shop. I leaned in closer and spit on his balls. His cock shifted. I leaned in more and ran my tongue from the bottom to the top. I repeated this from the left side, then the right, then back to the center, each time depositing more saliva that his testicles were now glistening, the highlights in a faint green cast from the fluorescent lighting. My mouth opened wider and I engulfed as much of his balls that I could fit into my mouth. And then I applied pressure with my lips creating a seal as I applied suction to the testicles inside my mouth. I ran my tongue rapidly over his balls, side to side, up and down, with pressure, without, all at random, driving him crazy. I loved how his balls tasted, a little salty from his sweat, a little pungent in general, and a lot masculine. His cock kept shifting. I released his balls and leaned back for a moment while my left hand cupped his testicles, spreading my saliva gently around his balls. His cock shifted again as if silently wanting attention. I leaned forward once more, grabbed the shaft of his tool and brought my lips to his cock head. I curled the tip of my tongue and flicked it around the rim of his foreskin, just getting a little bit of the tip under the rubbery skin as I pushed it back with my tongue. He squirmed a bit on the chair. I continued around the head, taking my time. It tasted musky and slightly strong, carrying that day with it. I was too high to really care. And then I pulled back with my mouth and rolled the flat top section of my tongue along his cock head, tracing it along the line of his urethra, coating it with my saliva. His ass shifted. And then suddenly I took his whole head in my mouth, the thick massive bulb, coating it with more saliva, sucking on it now with pressure, my tongue dancing inside the hood to the rapid rhythm of my heart beating. "MUTHAFUKKKKKAAA!!!" He yelled, his hands now grabbing tight on the chrome edges of the chair arms. Beads of sweat fell from my face mixing with my saliva on his tool, adding more of my own lubrication. I took a deep breath and my mouth opened wider. I applied more suction as I inched forward-slowly, very slowly-on his very hard shaft. I looked at him monitoring his reaction. His eyes were closed, head cocked back, groaning to himself. "Mutha...fukkaa...Mutha...fukkkaaa..." He was sweating even more than me. I inhaled through my nose again and leaned in another inch, my tongue washing the underside of his shaft. I kept watching him as I took my time, savoring the weight and mass of his tool inside my mouth, enjoying that I was providing him this pleasure. I love how a big cock feels when it fills my mouth, my throat. He was getting harder from excitement as he continued to squirm on the chair. I breathed in again through my nose and now dove in, eyes closed, visualizing my actions inside my mind, taking several inches, then pulling back a bit, then diving back in, then out. In. Out. In. Out. I allowed his stiff tool to fuck my hungry mouth and then very suddenly I dove right in, sucking that thick head into my throat. "MUTHAFUKKKIN' BITCH!" He yelled, almost startling me. More sweat was now pouring down my face. I opened my mouth even more, inhaled again, a big, deep breath through what I could take through my mouth and more oxygen through my nose. I relaxed my muscles more as I let his tool sink further inside my throat, meanwhile applying slight random pressure, massaging his shaft. I kept this going slowly, taking my time, breathing in more air through my nose, wanting it, taking it. He just continued to squirm. Finally I had most of his thick cock inside me, the bristles of his public hair now tickling my nose. I looked up at him. His eyes were still closed, head to one side, mumbling to himself. I stayed like that for awhile, just enjoying the volume and weight on his tool in my mouth and throat. I would pull back occasionally, but just a micro inch, and then sink in, fucking the shaft with my mouth. And then I would rest again at the base, contracting my throat muscles, massaging him, resting in that position, savoring the mass inside me. I started to pull back and sink in again, but building my pace; slowly at first, then more rapidly, up and down, up and down. He was really squirming now and I started to apply more pressure and sucking at the same time. Faster. Faster. FASTER! "MUTHAFUKKKAAA!!!" He yanked me off violently, pulling my head with such speed and force away from his shaft that my mouth made a loud plopping sound as I breathed air again. His tool shined with a coating of my saliva. Pre-cum leaked out of his cock head. I leaned in to catch it with my tongue. But he pushed me away. "FUCK BOY!" He pulled back on the chair now, straightening his upper body slightly, his hands falling back on the arm rests. "You sure know how to suck dick! FUCK! I just don't want to cum so fast! That biTch got me goin' and horny! And if your suckin' dick that good I can only tell what the rest of the evening will bring!" He laughed at that. I licked my lips and then wiped the excess saliva around my mouth and chin with my right hand. I stared at him greedily. "You look kinda crazy with that half-done haircut!" He laughed again, now lifting himself from the chair. "Get up, Boy. Take off those shorts and you get that ass back on this chair." He got up around me, his big, slick dick bouncing around. I stood up beside the chair and stepped out of my shorts, kicking off my sneakers. I had a black and red jock on. He whistled at me when he saw that. "WOO! That sure look good on you! Turn around." I did as I was told, giving him a show of my ass, framed by the black jock straps. "Nice!" He felt my ass. "We gonna have some fun with that later. Now get on that chair!" I got on and he placed the polyester sheet on my upper body again and clipped it behind my neck. He grabbed his clippers from the counter. He still had his shirt on, unbuttoned and hanging loose, and nothing else but his sneakers. It looked almost comical with his swinging hard-on but it actually was kinda hot. I was slouching down on the chair a bit. My legs were spread wide. I couldn't help it. I was horny, that buzz just starting to set... "Ok straighten up, let's finish this cut." He walked behind me as I slid up the chair. As I did, the sheet exposed my crotch. I was getting turned on from the whole scenario. The clippers came to my head and he proceeded to finish the cut. The vibration of the clippers was working its magic on me again. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the mechanical rhythm on my scalp. I started to get hard despite the T. "You sure like this, huh?" He snickered behind me. I opened my eyes, looking at him in the mirror. He was intensely focused, being very particular with his methods. After a few minutes he was done and placed the clippers aside back at the counter. He shifted to the other side of the counter and selected a shaving blade sitting in a clear glass jar of sanitizing liquid. He retrieved the blade and dried it with a towel nearby. To his left was a small device that he pressed. Heated shaving cream oozed out if it on his palm. He then walked behind me and applied the warm cream on the back of my neck. He massaged the heated cream slowly, gently, spreading it around the bottom trimmed edge of my hairline on the back of my head. The heat of the warm cream added to the heat now forming in the small shop. A tiny bead of sweat ran down the left side of my face. I moaned again. My breathing was getting more rapid. I watched him from the reflection of the other mirror behind us reflecting on the cracked mirror in front of me. I was nervous and yet excited at the same time. My cock twitched in my tight jock. He held his blade impressively steady and very carefully brought the sharp instrument to the back of my head. I stayed still and tried to concentrate on my breathing, to relax and not move an inch. The sharp edge of the blade made contact with my skin and I felt as if someone had shocked me with a hit of electricity. My senses were so heightened. The edge of the blade felt as if it were sinking into my moistened skin, my sweat and the heated shaving cream mixed into some new lubricant for the sharp blade to glide over me. He applied a tiny bit of pressure that was so faint I shouldn't have felt it. But I did as I flinched as the blade shifted slowly along the bottom of the hairline. And then with a very sudden gesture that was a mix of speed and unmeasured pressure, his hand pushed quickly as the blade separated from my skin. I exhaled as the fluorescent light behind us flickered again. Before I could relax, the blade returned, the coldness of the sharp metal shocking me again. I inhaled and caught that I was holding my breath. He applied that subtle pressure and slight movement and shaved another fraction of an inch or so of my hairline to a fine, crisp edge. I exhaled again and he repeated this over and over until he was done. It was only a few minutes but that biTch made it seem more like an eternity. And yet I was loving it. There was something about the super sharp blade that he controlled that turned me on. He wiped what was left of the shaving cream away with a small towel, still standing behind me. I looked at him in the mirror and it was a little obscene: him standing there with a hard-on, the foreskin pulled back revealing his dark tool and holding a blade in one hand. "Slide down that chair a little bit, Boy," he instructed. "Get that ass just hanging off the edge a bit." I did as I was told. He walked over back to the counter. He dropped the used blade back in the sanitizing jar. He turned around looking at me. "You seemed to like that, huh?" I nodded in silence. "Ok-well that was just for starters." He pressed on the small machine on the counter again as more heated cream oozed out of the tiny nozzle. "Now pull up those legs and hold them. Hold them STILL-you hear? I'm gonna shave that hair around your hole." I was already flying at this point. I liked where this was going so I obliged and pulled my legs up, holding it steady on the back of my thighs. My asshole was in clear view. "Muthafukka..." He paused, eyes staring at my hole. I was already buzzed from the bowl we smoked together and the earlier hit I had done just before leaving my apartment. My hole was clearly showing this. I contracted and relaxed my hole, showing off to him. "HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT!!! Whatcha got there, Boy?" He stepped closer. "Fuck. For a second there I thought I was lookin’ at pussy." A thick finger touched my asslips, sliding around it gently. "That is one beautiful hole you got there." He approached me and bent down for a second, taking a closer view. "Muthatfukka. That sure is pretty." He stood up straight and looked around to his side. He found a small stool and grabbed it with his free hand, positioning it to my left side. He then walked back to the counter and pulled another drawer open retrieving a small hand mirror. "Here-grab this," he instructed. "I want you to see what I'm doing. This is special service. I don't provide this to many customers." He winked at me, laughing a little. I held it with one hand and adjusted it. It was a double-sided mirror: normal reflection on one side, close-up view on the other. He fidgeted around the counter then retrieved a fresh, new blade from the jar. He pressed on the machine again as it shot out more heated shaving cream. He sat on the stool next to me, adjusting himself. His legs were spread open and his thick shaft, now semi-hard hung over the edge. If I had another free hand I would have taken a picture. He looked so hot and strangely odd and menacing at the same time with his open shirt, the blade in one hand, the wad of white cream on the other hand, and his big, uncut dick just hanging there. "Hold that mirror just right now so you can see..." His one hand moved closer and spread the warm shaving cream on my manpussy. He spread it liberally, all around my hole and around my asscheeks. Everything felt ultra-sensitive on my skin around my hole. The warmth of the cream almost felt burning at first, as it was a shocking sensation. But the burn faded quickly to a warm glow. I looked in the hand mirror admiring the view. I twisted my hand slightly and switched to the close-up view. My hole was pulsing from the heat like some strange organism surrounded by white foam. "Beautiful," he was admiring the view. He inched in closer. From the hand mirror I saw the blade-now mega size in the enhanced reflection-approaching my pulsing manpussy. The sharp blade looked menacing and I held my breath as my hole instinctively contracted, the pussy lips folding in on itself. "Fuckin' beautiful," he repeated. The blade came closer to the edge of my hole and made contact with my skin. With his left hand he held my ass, pulling it wide as his right hand carefully glided the sharp blade, scraping with a slight pressure away from my asslips. I watched nervously from the mirror. The fluorescent light behind us flickered again, this time with a slight scraping noise that lasted a second. He held the blade at a slight angle as it glided on my skin. The blade pushed the heated cream aside, exposing a smooth, shaved area near my hole. The moistness of the cream and my sweating made my skin seem to glow with a slight light green tint from the fluorescent lighting. He repositioned the blade just another inch above where he had started and repeated the procedure. And again and again. Each time, I flinched as the sharp blade made contact with my sensitive skin. It was a combination of nervousness and anticipation. I stared at the reflection and admired the view. I contracted my hole, winking at him. "You like that, huh?" He asked. I nodded again, silently. He stood up and grabbed the stool and moved over to my right side of the chair. He set the stool down near me and squatted into position. I admired the view of his impressive cock just hanging out, the hood of his foreskin pulled back a bit more, exposing that impressive bulb. He pulled the right side of my ass as the blade approached. I twisted my hand a little bit to get a better view with the hand mirror. As the mirror turned, I caught a momentary glance at my face in the reflection. I was covered in sweat and didn't even realize it. I adjusted my hold until I had a close-up view of my hole. The blade made contact, the sharp edge startling me again. He pulled carefully, gliding it away from my asslips, shaving the short hairs around my hole. I was exhaling and breathing more rapidly. "Hold STILL-you hear?" he demanded in an authoritative voice. I took control of my breathing, trying not to move. The blade came across further up my hole then glided along the smooth surface of my skin, pushing the shaving cream aside. In a few eternal minutes he was done. "Look at that fuckin' pretty hole," he announced. He grabbed a small towel near him and wiped gently around my manhole, removing any leftover shaving cream that was visible. My asslips were all flared and enlarged, pulsing from excitement and anticipation. I was still holding the small mirror. And then the blade approached again, coming into view in the enlarged oval reflection. He had the blade turned upside down, so the curved, unsharpened edge was pointing towards my hole. It came into contact with my moist asslips, the curved flat edge tracing along the soft folds of the skin, slowly up and down, up and down. I gasped a little, not sure what to expect from him. "I can tell this pussy is special," he said. "Don't see this too often." The blade continued its path along my hole. He pulled it away a few inches, tilted the tip of the unsharpened side and pushed it carefully in the crack of my hole. In the mirror I could see the curved edge of the blade enter my hole a micro-inch. I breathed in nervously. "Don't worry, Boy. I ain't gonna hurt you. Last thing I wanna do is hurt that pussy." He pulled the blade away slowly. "Well at least not with this tool." He pushed back on the stool, wiped around my ass again so it was clean and smooth. He stood up. "Take a look," he insisted. I turned the small hand mirror again for the normal view. Shit. My hole did look pretty. It was still pulsing. He grabbed the small mirror from me and walked back to the counter placing it down along with the blade. He wiped his hands with the towel and threw it aside. His dick was starting to throb. He turned looking at me, that thick tool pointing up and twitching. "Watcha want, Boy?" He stared at me greedily. I was still holding my legs up and apart. I moved my hands to my manpussy, feeling the smooth, hairless skin around it, rubbing myself gently. I looked at him with a new hunger, checking him out, staring at that big uncut dick. My fingers found my hole and ran up and down on my asslips. My hole felt warm and moist, as if it was sweating from the heat of the room and the heat building inside of me. "Fuck it," I begged, pulling my asslips apart wider.

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.

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* 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

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.

i stopped taking my PrEP 8 days ago, Just had my first anon breeding this morning in a garage over a motorcycle. Didnt ask the guys status. Just knocked on the door , he liffted it and i was at his jeans before the door hit the ground. He was hard instantly and dribbling pre cum. I sucked him as i undid my pants and as i stood up to pull them down past my knees he turned me to face the motorcycle, and i bent over it and he fucked hard and fast, blew his load in me and it was over in minutes. The door was opening as i pulled up my pants and just walked out. I have to admit it was pretty exciting. i still have his cum in me , except for the small amount i let out to view his guys swimming around under my microscope.

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2 Last night First, a regular came over, started out on the couch, making out, then to the bedroom. He fucked me so good in several different positions, has such a nice cock, but, ultimately wasn't cumming but was rock hard, so, ass to mouth, tasted so good, and sucked him till he was begging to feed me his cum! Swallowed a very nice sweet load from him! Well after he left, I was still so so horny and wanted to get fucked again, when a somewhat regular married guy texts me, asking if I am horny. Nice guy, nice cock, but almost always demands condoms, so I usually avoid him. Well, figured wth, and he is over in about 20 min. Start out on my knees sucking his cock, already hard. I was trying to get him to cum in my mouth as I preferred that to being fucked with a condom which he set on the end table. Eventually he sat on the couch and I carried on sucking his cock, bring him so close, when he lifts me up and says he wants to fuck me. Slips the condom on quickly, (damn), and I sit in his lap with his cock sliding right in, and I bounced up and down on his lap, my cock slapping off his belly. It did feel good, condom or not and I knew he was close, when he mumbled something which I thought was he was ready to cum and I just nodded, and said yes. Well, to my pleasure, he lifts me up, pulls out, rips the condom off, and pushes his bare cock right back in! Wow! Yes! Now he was fucking me like crazy, ramming that cock up in me! Soon enough he started grunting, swearing, and cumming deep in my ass! Fuck yes! Stayed deep until all of his cum was sure to be drained, then slipped off, got down to slowly suck his cock clean! Could taste the cum coating his cock, so good! Well, that was a nice surprise Definitely will have to have him back sooner next time!

I'm a true bitch that knows my place. No top should pull out and spunk over the bum and back. I have never asked my tops to rubber up or pull out.

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.

Part 21 A couple days after the twins audition with Steve he got a call from an elated Charlie's father . It seemed that Bam Bam did the deed and his boy was sick from the fuck flu. According;y Steve was owed the balance for the pozzing. What wasn't expected was an offer to pay double if Bam Bam would return to fuck his son all through his fuck flu. Steve knew Bam Bam was available and offered reinforcements in the way of Robbie and the twins (who had yet to convert but could lend a hand in gang banging his son. A price was agreed upon and the four were on their way. When Bam Bam entered Charlie's room, his presence seemed to lift the sick boy's spirits a little. Bam Bam was shortly followed by Robbie and the twins. Bam Bam went over and gave the sick boy a kiss as the other three began to strip. Bam Bam spoke to Charlie after the kiss stopped telling him, "I heard you weren't feeling that great so I brought you some company. We're going to make you feel much better." As that was said he produced a prepared rig (a prepared with a big fat dose and Tina). Charlie was told that this was something special that would 'brighten his day' as a tourniquet was placed on his right arm, a quick wipe of the alcohol pad followed by an expert stick with the needle before charlie could say a word the tourniquet was removed and he was coughing up a storm Robbie and the twins quickly surrounded Charlie as he rode the rush he didn't fight as the three quickly removed what little Charlie was wearing in bed. A now naked Bam Bam joined them as the three took turns fucking the sero converting 18 year old over the the two days. The first day Charlie was finally over his fuck flu his father took him to get am HIV test which, as expected, came back positive. On the drive home his father then told him what a worthless faggot whore he had become and that he was going to pay him back for disappointing him. Charlie's father grabbed him by the neck as soon as they walked through the door of the house. He dragged him into the master bedroom where he threw his son on the bed telling him to "STRIP!" A scared Charlie hesitated for a second only to get a quick back hand from his father and again the command, "STRIP!" This time Charlie quickly removed his clothes as he watched his father getting naked with him. His father pulled out a syringes filled with a clear liquid. He pounced on top of his son with the rig and his belt in hand. Pinning Charlie to the bed he quickly pulled the belt tight on Charlie's arm as he began to explain, "You're going to learn to enjoy slamming Tina and whoring out for your dear old dad" as he slid the needle home before quickly emptying the contents. He didn't even wait for Charlie to stop coughing as he rammed his 8" dripping cock balls deep into his rushing boy and began his brutal fuck. After that point Charlie would be slammed and fucked by his father or anyone who paid his father for his ass to fuck,

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...

I got a couple of warning point a few years ago and not sure how I got them as I just answered some ones post. I don't find this a easy site to navigate

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.

I have a fuck bud that usually comes by at least once a week, pretty sure he's married - never kisses, after he cums he gets dressed and shakes hands, that kind of thing. He's 6'5", probably around 220, defined muscle, black, with an 11" uncut cock that I can't get my fingers around at the base. Usually he either wants me to blow him while keeping his foreskin up around the head because he's sensitive or he wants to fuck but only with a condom. At 11" I'll let him use a condom, freezing it when he's done for some pig top to use for lube later. Today he messages that he wants to breed me (I just don't think he knows what that means). He comes over gets undressed and I start sucking his cock getting it hard as a cock and filling my throat. We move to the bedroom and he puts on a condom and lubes up. Whenever he's heading over I spend a little time with a dildo beforehand so I'm ready for it. He shoves his cock in and I could feel the condom snap, he pulls out after a little bit and puts on a new condom without saying anything. Then he starts fucking me again slamming that huge cock into me hard and deep. After about twenty minutes of fucking he cums and pulls out pulling of the condom. It doesn't look like there's anything in it but I take it and suck his cock clean to get the last drops out of him and put the condom in the kitchen. He gets dressed and leaves and about five minutes later I get a text saying "hey the condom broke ok that last one". I guess he got his wish to breed me so now I'm sitting here holding his load in me. Hopefully he liked it and will skip the condoms from now on.

I've been to CumUnion at 442 in San Francisco and Steamworks in Berkeley. 442 is great cause it feels more sleazy. It's much more open, so you can't get fucked without an audience, which makes it so much hotter in my opinion, but I enjoy showing off my hole and how good I can take cocks. Only thing is, most of the fellas are bottoms, so a few times I have been there, I did not get fucked nearly as much as I hoped. Steamworks is better over all just because it has more space, rooms, showers, douching stations, and can fit a higher capacity of guys. I enjoy CumUnion nights because I can show up early, clean out, and get lots of guys to let me suck their cocks and take turns using my hole to cum in. I am hoping I can travel to Seattle, Vancouver, Toronto, New York and Chicago some day so I can try out some CumUnions in other areas. Love anon multiple loads in my hole. Just wish there were more tops locally that would be into fucking me.

I absolutely get off on fucking in public areas or fucking in a room with the door open. If I see guys standing at the door I motion for them to come in and either watch, stroke and shoot, or to feed m bottom their cock while I fuck. If they are watching and stroking, I encourage them to shoot their load over my cock as i fuck, so that I fuck their load into the hole as well. This so hot I have to fight off shooting my load so I can prolong the experience.

I was shopping in Lowes today when one of the employees came up to say hi and could he help me with anything. I said i was looking for a specific tool and he gave me a funny look and then asked if his tool would be good ... again. Turns out he'd fucked me several times already anonymously. I laughed and said i'd love to inspect his tool and then followed him to a back closet which was only about 5x5. He closed and locked the door as i dropped my shorts and bent over to suck his cock. He was already hard but he was about 7" so i willingly paid good attention to it. He pulled me up saying he didn't have long and asked if i was already loaded. Yes ... 2 loads. So he spit on my ass and then slowly slid into me and began fucking. I moaned once and he put a hand over my mouth to tell me to be quiet. In silence then he plowed my ass fast and hard until he gave a slight grunt and i could a fresh load lubing my ass. After he pulled out i turned around and cleaned his cock off, enjoying the taste of his cum. I think i'll be visiting that Lowes more often!

I love being watched as someone is fucking me, especially if the watchers step up to my mouth or ass to use me one by one. First time was at midtowne where a guy started fucking me on a bench in a large open room. Guys started watching and I was positioned so I could suck dick too. After the first guy bred me others stepped in to breed my ass. Was so hot that I stayed on the bench getting fucked for a couple hours and ending up getting used by 15 cocks and bred at least 9 times.

so many loads summing through this cunt. tawnie baby, you're like a public laundry. load after load.

I am a total bottom, but believe the same as the OP. Being watched while getting fucked is a huge turn on. The idea that others have no doubt about my bottom pig desires is exciting. Letting others know that my ass and mouth are readily available helps ensure I will get even more cock. And, if someone wants to film the whole thing....it amps the experience up another notch or two. Knowing that others could use my fuck session as jack of material is pretty damned cool. Makes me want to be the best bottom possible.....so they get the show that gets them off.

AN ALLTIME LOW After the day with the dying Stu, I went back to my normal life. Going to work, coming home, and watching tv. I didn’t go chasing any loads, but it’s not like it was out of my mind. Then about a week after that piggy day, David called me up and asked what my plans were. It was my day off, so I had only planned on running errands and cleaning the apartment. He told me to cancel those plans -he had something for me. Okay, it had been mostly out of my mind. I hadn’t spent any time thinking about what I had done, or if I was chasing, or even if I wanted to do it again. But as soon as David started speaking through the phone I felt my dick stirring in my pants. Fuck that thing! Such a mind of it’s own. And now, saying he ‘had something for me’ . . . well my dick was raging hard now. Thirty minutes later he was at my door, and then we headed out. David tied a blindfold over my eyes, and we drove only for about ten minutes before he led me from the car, walked about twenty feet and then through some doors. “We’re going in the back way, not really supposed to be here,” he told me. “So don’t make any noise.” He didn’t want to tell me, but the intercom that blared over the speaker system told me that we were in a hospital. “Is Stu in the hospital now?” I asked him. “Figured that out, did ya’?” he chuckled. “Not Stu, but I’m sure there are some other guys here who will be happy to see you.” He led me through a couple more doors and then into a room. I heard him close and lock the door behind me, and then the blindfold was removed. Yup, I was in an AIDS hospice. From the crowd of sickly men in the room, I guess that David either knew them already, or maybe ran an ad or something. I knew right away that I was to be their entertainment for the afternoon. “Guys, this is the pig I was telling you about. He will bend over and take all of your loads,” David told them. “Isn’t that right, fucking pig?” I swallowed over the lump in my throat. Fuck, what had I gotten myself into? “Yes, Sir,” I replied shyly. “You know how poisonous some of us are?” one of the patients asked. “Does it matter?” I asked boldly, and they all laughed. “So who’s first?” David asked. And so it begins . . . I’ll tell you this -I didn’t get any of their names. All I know is that I was fucked and seeded deep and hard by a total of 19 sickly AIDS patients. A few of them were very memorable. One guy who stands out was a big guy. Usually you think of guys with full blown AIDS as being skeletal, but somehow this one managed to retain some beef. And his cock was all beef, let me tell you. It was not ridiculously huge. From the feel I would say he was about 6 ½ or 7 inches, but fat as my wrist at least! I love my butt plugs, so having him inside of me was giving me that stuffed and filled feeling that I had grown to love and crave. I had been loaded by 4 guys before him, so his fat dick slid easily inside my pig hole, but with such a thickness my ass was making the most delicious wet slurping I’ve ever heard. And when he blew his wad, he came BIG, flooding me so deep I am sure that I felt it in my stomach. My ass made a sloppy sucking noise as he pulled out of me, and David roared with laughter and I heard him clicking away taking pictures with his phone. “Look at the fucking hole! You’re so busted open and sloppy, that hole is just gaping and you’re dripping cum all down your legs. You look fucking hot!” he told me. Music to my ears, he is such a sweet talker. There was another man who was basketball player tall, easily at 6 feet 6 inches or more. Skinny, his body was ravaged by the disease, and he had ks lesions visible on various parts of his body. His cock stood tall and incredibly long. I worried what kind of fucker he would turn out to be. While he wasn’t thick, I had never taken anything that long in my hole before. It was at lease 15 inches or longer! I just hoped that he would be slow and gentle, knowing that he had a weapon there, and maybe just enter me half way. No such luck. He had entered me slowly, and was taking his time burying as much into me as my ass was willing to accommodate. David was having none of it. He wanted a show, and he wanted me broken in and used. I had just looked back over my shoulder to see how much of that long dick was still to go when David grabbed hold of the tall man’s hips and shoved him full force all the way balls deep into my tortured hole! One of the other guys must have seen it coming because he quickly grabbed hold of my head and shoved me face down into a pillow as I screamed from the agony. That long dick had truly torn its way into my body and I really felt damaged now. He held still only for a minute, and then without further hesitation he began to pump my ass with the full length of his long dick, all the while I could hear him breathing through his nose like a bull. It was quite a sexy sound, and it help to take my mind off of the battering ram he had up in me. After a few minutes my ass had accepted the invader and I was starting to feel good again. Really good. No dick had ever reached so far up inside of me and he was reaching things I never knew existed. I started rutting back onto him, making loud smacking sounds every time my round ass impacted with his bony hips. I groaned like a whore and let my head loll around, but when I looked down between my legs I felt my stomach drop. There was so much blood running down the insides of my legs I thought for sure I was going to die by the time these men were done with me. How could my ass feel so heavenly when I was bleeding so much? My mind was spinning again and I didn’t know what to do. Keep on and just take it? What’s the worst that could happen? David could just toss me on a gurney when the gangbang is done and wheel me over to the ER. I’ve already been exposed to so much HIV and AIDS there really is no point in worrying about that now, right? I decided to just accept my fate. This is why I was here, and this was just one of the consequences. I was made to pleasure these men, to allow all of their sickly body fluids into my own body to incubate and merge with my own DNA. I had been so distracted thinking about the blood that I didn’t notice him cumming in me. I snapped out of my deep thoughts just as he was extracting his dangerous dick from my damaged hole. I thought for sure that it would be followed by a river of blood. Luckily it wasn’t. It appeared that whatever had ruptured had played out and corrected itself naturally. Perhaps all of that toxic seed up there had formed some sort of barrier, who knows? The surprise, and my All-time Low point came with the last man, number 20. I hadn’t seen him laying in the bed until I was carried and placed over his desiccating little form as I had been with Stu. This man was seriously on death’s door. If it weren’t for the movement of his eyes, I would have thought he was already dead. He didn’t move or say anything. The only part of his body that moved was his dick which miraculously sprang to life beneath me. David guided him into my cumsloppy whorehole and I gently rocked and rode him. It didn’t take long before I heard him let out a deep sigh as his cock throbbed and spewed it’s toxic seed into me. I closed my eyes and burned that feeling into my memory -nothing quite like feeling someone’s potent AIDS cum filling your ass up. I opened my eyes and looked down . . . and he was gone. I knew right then that I had given him his very final moment of pleasure on this earth. Despite a tiny part of me that told me I should be totally disgusted with my behavior, I once again felt an overwhelming sense of pride that I could do something for him in his final minutes of life, sometime to make him feel pleasure and joy to his dying breath. Something that few men would consider doing. I felt like an Angel. And then it occurred to me, “Fuck, I still have a dead man’s dick in me!” and I really wanted off. I think that David must have sensed my urgency because he was behind me in a flash, extracting the still hard cock from my very sloppy hole. As he’d done with Stu, he entered me from behind while I was leaning over this recently passed man, and fucked me frantically, blasting my ass full of more sick seed within minutes. I think that the perversion of all of it had even pushed him over the edge. He kissed the back of my neck as his cock throbbed it’s final few pulses inside of me, and then slipped out. From there he surprised me by putting a diaper on me instead of a butt plug, and then lifted me off of the bed. I guess at that point my insides were well and truly flooded so no matter what leaked out, I was still going to get pregnant. I got dressed and he led me out of the hospital to the car. Once buckled inside and on the road home, he looked sideways at me. “I can’t believe what a slut you are.” I paused for a second. He didn’t have any disdain in his tone. Was it admiration? “Hey, I only did what you made me do. It all came from your twisted mind,” I teased. “True,” he laughed. “Keep that diaper on for a couple of hours, then take it off and lick up whatever leaks out of that sloppy pighole of yours.” I just sort of raised my eyebrows at him. It’s not like I wouldn’t have done it, anyway, it was just curious that he said it before I thought of it. “On second thought, keep it on until I come over later. I want to watch,” he said with a huge grin.

EVEN LOWER - PART 2 After taking that first load I had a few minutes to catch my breath and let it all sink in. I had done this. I was the one who followed this sick looking guy and begged him to fill me with his huge dick and toxic seed. Did I really want more? I know that’s what I just thought, but did I really? In a matter of seconds, a million thoughts and feelings warred inside of me. There was still a piece of me that wondered if it was too late to turn back and pretend like none of this had ever happened. A larger part, however, was in the driver's seat. The rush that my body and mind had experienced getting fucked by this man, filled with his cum, was unlike any that I had ever had before. Some people believe that a fuck is a fuck, but I have been bred many times before and none of them could compare to being taken by a man with a death sentence. I definitely wanted MORE! “Anybody else?” I asked, looking over my shoulder at the room of men circling around me now like hungry wolves. The man who had just broken the seal spoke up first. “AIDS and high viral loads only,” he urged, adding “Nobody who is neg and nobody who is on PrEP.” 'Okay', I thought, 'he’s going to be my pimp. I can live with that'. A couple of guys just left at that point, not meeting the criteria, I suppose. And a few of the bottoms I’d seen getting fucked before also left. They must not have been at all versatile, but most of the guys remained, and one by one each took his turn in violating my cumsloppy pighole. A couple were full blown AIDS cases, and the rest were just shooting high viral loads. A few even stuck around for round two, so in total I took lucky 13 toxic loads up my ass. I didn’t realize it but at some point my original AIDS fucker had stepped out for a couple of minutes to retrieve something, and when the guys had all had their way with me, he stuffed a nice fat butt plug in my hole, remarking “There, all sealed up. You don’t take this butt stuffer out until your ass absorbs all of our gifts, you got it?” he told me forcibly. “Yes, Sir,” I replied nodding. He slapped me on the ass and said, “Good, I’ll see you around, you fucking whore,” with a huge grin on his face. After that, I dressed and left, walking home with my clothes sticking to my sweat-slick skin. I also noticed that I stunk of sweat and cum. It was really obvious when I got in the elevator in my building. A couple of guys got in and smirked at me, clearly knowing exactly what that smell was. I had moved into a building in the gay ghetto only a month before, so I didn't really know anyone yet, but I'm more than sure that most of the guys in my building would recognize that I was wearing the unmistakable scent of Eau de CumPig. One guy got out a couple of floors on, but the second guy stayed in with me and faced me. “So in smells like you’ve had some fun today.” He was sexy and handsome with a rough edge - every bit the type of guy you might see in a Treasure Island Media film. I felt my face flush and I had no clue what to say to him. I had always kept my sex completely separated from the outside world and now I felt like I was wearing a big neon sign above my head that said, ‘AIDS CUMDUMP WHORE HERE!’ with a big flashing arrow pointing down at me. “And the pig blushes,” he laughed at me and then took steps closer. “Giving or taking?” he asked close to my face. Clearly this guy wasn’t shy about it, so why the fuck should I be? I suddenly felt empowered and more confident. “Taking,” I replied solidly. “How many?” he asked simply. “Thirteen.” “Did you ask status or does it matter to you?” “They were all high viral or AIDS loads.” His eyebrows shot up and he looked both surprised and fascinated. “And you are . . .” “Was negative . . . at the time,” I admitted. Suddenly he pinned me up against the elevator wall, his breath so hot against my face, and his impressive bulge digging into my abdomen. “Not any more, I would imagine. Fucking pig,” he growled, and then reached over and hit another button on the panel. “You’re coming with me for a little detour,” he added with a crooked smile. I felt a moment of panic -I was basically being abducted. But then I also noticed how my own dick was throbbing in my pants. Obviously it wasn’t that big a deal to me. So I didn’t bother to fight him when he pulled me out on the twenty-first floor and dragged me down a couple of doors and knocked. A cute guy in a nurse's uniform answered the door, giving us a slight smile. “Is he awake?” my abductor asked. “Yeah, he seems in good spirits today,” the nurse replied. “Why don’t you go out for a walk,” my abductor told him. “We need a few minutes alone.” The nurse looked me up and down. Apparently that damned neon sign was back. But he didn’t seem to mind, simply grabbing a set of keys and heading down towards the elevator while we went inside. He led me to the bedroom, which was dark with the curtains closed. It had that smell from being closed up. And something else? The smell one encounters at hospitals. Where there are sick people. The man who lay in the bed was even more frail than the first guy who had bred me today. They exchanged a few pleasantries, and in the process I learned my abductor's name was David, and that of the sick man was Stu. Gesturing at me, David remarked “This pig has just been getting loaded up by some pretty sick guys. I thought you might like to fill him up. I know what a big load you shoot.” The sick man smiled. “Sure, it might be my last,” he said. Immediately the sheet covering him began to tent. “Climb on, might as well make one final donation and leave some more of my DNA behind.” David gave my ass a swat and I took off my shoes and pants. I climbed up and straddled the small man in the bed, careful to not put my full weight down on his frail looking pelvis. David was behind me and slipped the butt plug gently out of my hole so that I could clamp up and not lose any of the previous loads. David then guided Stu’s hard cock into my hole. Unlike his skeletal body his dick was thick and meaty. He went in very easily and once again my ass felt amazing. I rode him at a decent pace, taking him all the way in and then sliding up until he almost popped out, and then all the way back down. Instead of feeling scared or disgusted with myself for letting such a sick guy dump his cum into me, I felt a sense of pride. The smile and look of bliss on his face told me that I might be giving this man his final pleasure in life. Doesn’t every dying man want one last fuck? He gasped, yelled, and shuddered under me as he suddenly exploded in my ass. I couldn't believe it. With all of the cum already lining my insides, I could actually feel him firing off in my ass. Not just the throbbing of his dick, but it really felt like a hose spraying me inside. It was powerful, and one of the greatest things I have ever felt in my entire life. When he was done, I gently leaned forward, allowing his softening cock to slide out of my sloppy hole, and gave him a gentle kiss, and as I did so, to my surprise I felt David enter me from behind. I hadn’t even felt him climb up onto the bed. He pounded me hard and deep. With one hand holding my right hip, he held me down with his left, so I had no choice but to continue exchanging sloppy wet tongue kisses with the dying Stu. David fucked me so hard that some of the cum was working it’s way out of my hole and getting my ass all wet. I really felt possessive of those loads and didn’t want to lose any of it, but I guess my hole had to make room for his huge dick. At this point I was so loose I really couldn’t tell just how big he was, but it felt big enough for me to still feel it. “Aaahhh, take it, you’re going to take my poz cum you fucking slut!” he barked at me. “You want my seed too, you pig? You want it?” “Knock me up!” I commanded as I returned to kissing Stu. No longer having to hold me down, David gripped my hips hard and slammed me so hard I couldn’t help but grunt with every thrust. The sound of sex combined with the sloppy wet smacking of his hips against my cum wet butt, rippling with every impact,. “You’re getting pregnant today, you fucking whore!” he yelled, pulling me entirely onto him one last time, and then, “Here it is! Take my toxic seed. Fuck yeah!” as his balls emptied into me. He panted and came for what felt like over a minute, his dick pulsing up inside of me the entire time. David stuck the butt plug back in my hole, we dressed and left Stu just in time for the nurse to return. I noticed him laughing as we walked away. When we got to the elevators I checked my reflection and saw that my entire ass was sopping wet through my pants and you could even see the base of the plug sticking out of my hole. David and I exchanged apartment numbers as well as telephone numbers, if anything so he could keep track of my progress, but he also said that he had other full blown friends who might also enjoy using me. He got off the elevator on the next floor, and my floor was two floors higher. I lay down in my apartment, not even bothering to remove my nasty clothes, and contemplated my day. I couldn’t believe how depraved I had become. As I replayed everything in my mind and it was clear to me that even though my brain told me to never do it again, my body was already telling me to do it again. I opened my pants and began pumping my steel hard dick. That alone told me I had enjoyed it all. With the other hand I reached down and began playing with the plug in my ass, working it in and out while I stroked. When I knew I was going to cum I jammed the plug back in hard and screamed out loud as I began the most powerful orgasm of my life. The shots of cum actually reached my gasping mouth! I couldn’t help but think that that could possibly be my last negative load to come out of my balls. That thought alone kept me shooting, and even when I was done my dick did not soften. Now I had 15 loads of strangers' poison cum in my ass, my own cum on my chest, neck, and face, and a good sized mouthful of cum, too. I licked up every drop that I could, rolling it over my tongue to enjoy the taste and that special feel that cum has, before reluctantly swallowing it. My mind was spinning . . . I still needed MORE!

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