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It's Christmas Eve and I was out running the last of my Christmas errands and shopping this afternoon. Once I finished, I still had a couple of hours before I needed to be home for Christmas Eve. So I stopped at Peepland. My favorite ABS here in Vegas. There were only 4 cars in the parking lot. But I went into the arcade and there turned out to be 5 red lights over the 12 booths. All were locked, but I found one door that was not locked. I went inside the booth to find a young (late 20's) guy with his hand inside his pants watching a str8 porn movie on the screen. I locked the door and assumed my position on my knees, between his legs. I took a drag of poppers and as I lowered my face to his cock, he reached down to take my poppers and sniff. He had a tiny, little, limp dick. I was quite disappointed, since he was a very attractive, young man. But I kept sucking and he got hard. It doubled in size, but was still quite a small dick. But not wanting to discriminate, I gave him the best bj that I could. He took a second drag on my poppers and without warning, he filled my mouth with his cum. Poor kid. Not only did he have a microscopic dick but he had a hair trigger as well. But, I sucked him dry. Thanked him for his load and left. I left his booth and checked the doors with the red lights again. An additional booth was now occupied and it was unlocked. I went in to find another str8 guy, late 40's, nice looking, flipping through channels on the monitor. He was looking at str8 movies. He didn't even turn to look at me, he just kept flipping through channels as I stood off to the side. He finally found a film he liked. He undid his belt, unzipped and dropped his pants to his ankles as he sat on the molded plastic chair that was bolted to the floor. His face was glued to the blond chick on the film as she sucked off a bbc. I dropped to my knees between his legs and took his soft 6" cock into my mouth. His cock quickly grew to well over 7"s and thick, with a big, mushroomed head. It grew to full hardness at a perfect angle for me to deep throat. I'd swallow his cock a few times, then come up and lick the underside of his shaft and lick his smooth balls. It only took about 5 or 6 minutes of intense cocksucking before he finally looked down at me, let out a soft moan and filled my mouth with his hot jizz. I milked every drop before I came up. I left his booth and checked doors again. All locked, so I found an empty booth and decided to watch a movie, myself. It didn't take long, before someone had entered my booth. It was a guy in his 50's. Nice looking, with a guy next door look about him. He stepped over to me and rubbed his crotch. I motioned for him to step in front of me. He did so, while he was pulling out his cock from his zipper. He was already partially hard. I sucked him for several minutes like this, then I changed positions with him and had him sit, while I took my usual position between his legs. His cock hardened to a nice 6"s with the perfect width to deep throat. He was sitting next to the channel controls and he changed the film from the gay film I had on, to a str8 film. He was a moaner and he vocally showed his pleasure for my cocksucking skills with moans and groans. It took about 10 minutes of my best cocksucking to get him to cum. He groaned loudly as he emptied his balls down my throat. No sooner had he left my booth, when the door opened again and another guy in his mid 50's walked in. He looked Latino. Not particularly attractive, but who cares. I'm just there for dick. He quickly came in and it was business as usual. 5 minutes of sucking and he filled my mouth. Well, it was a particularly busy afternoon at Peepland. I had another 3 guys come in, cum and go. All appeared to be str8 guys, just stopping in for a quick bj, before heading home for Christmas Eve with the family. Sunday's are normally a slow day at Peepland. But, this Sunday was particularly busy. And all seemed to be in a hurry to cum and go. I happily obliged. I decided to head home for my own Christmas Eve with my husband. I needed to stop at the grocery store on my way home. Just as I pulled into the parking lot of the store, I got a message on Grindr with picture of a young, 29 year old, black guy. He was in an apartment just a few miles away. He wanted my pics. We exchanged a few pics and I told him that I liked to suck, rim and get fucked bb. He said that was exactly what he was looking for. So, I left for his apartment, without even going into the store. I was walking into his apt. in less than 5 minutes. He was a very attractive, young black kid. Almost a bit thuggish looking. But that made him even hotter! He let me inside then he walked over to his sofa and dropped his sweatpants and stepped out of them. His limp cock was hanging about 7"s already. He plopped back onto his sofa as I climbed between his legs and took a drag on my poppers. I took his thick cock into my mouth and sucked. As his cock swelled, it lengthened to over 8"s with a big cockhead. I licked up and down his shaft and sucked on his giant balls. He then leaned forward and stuck his hand down the back of my pants. Sliding his finger down to my rosebud. I stood and took off my pants and shirt. Kicking off my shoes, I reached into my pants pocket and took out a small bottle of lube I carry with me when I go to the ABS. I then knelt on his sofa. He got up and stood behind me. I lubed up my ass a bit, then handed the bottle to him. "Please lube me up a bit", I pleaded. I knew his cock was so long and thick, I was going to need more than just spit to take his bbc inside me. He lubed up my ass as I took several deep drags on the poppers. I was going to need those poppers as well, to accommodate his monster dick. He showed no mercy and slid up into me in one quick thrust. I let out a gasp and a groan and sniffed more poppers. Finally my ass loosened up a bit and it began to feel great as he immediately began to pump in and out of me. He was a brutal fucker and rammed hard and deep, right from the beginning. I felt like I was going to overdose on the poppers, but I needed them to be able to adjust to his giant size. A good 10 minutes of hard fucking, finally brought him to the point of no return. He rammed deep into me. Held it there as he growled a low, deep groan. I could feel his cock throb as he emptied his giant nuts into my ass. He pulled out of me and slapped my ass as he finally said his first words. "Nice hole, old man!" he said as he put his sweatpants back on. I dressed and left without saying a word. It was now time to go home to my husband for Christmas Eve. Happy Holidays, guys!

So I came off prep 2 months back. I love to top usually, but now I'm all defenceless I love loads of loads in me. I chicken out without chems, but the other day I got high with a mate, then went straight to the sauna with some t. Fuck I had a lot of guys comment that I was too disgusting for them... it all started in private. I'd go in each cabin, search the bin for loads and then use a dipper to get the cum out and injectvit up my hole. I then laced a couple of loads with T. Then I collected about 10 rubbers and got on the fuck platform in the centre of the upstairs bit, where everyone could see. I started to squirt the loads up me in front of everyone who was there or came by. A couple of guys tutted and walked off, another laughed at me with his mate. But... one tattoed slightly chubby 20-something black guy stood at the entrance to a cabin and just watched, stroking himself through a rather stained looking towel. I now had so much cum in me that I could only just about get up and walk over to him without it all dribbling out. I knelt down and sniffed his dick through his towel - it stank of arse, sweat and cum. Fucking great. He let me go past him and go into the cubicle. I was half expecting him to walk off, but he followed me in and shut the door behind him. I whispered in his ear: "I'm neg but I fucking love anon cum". I felt his dick twitch. He had a pipe and we smoked for a bit. He had his phone and was doing something as I smoked - he said he was posting a party ad for a neg chaser - me. He'd put the sauna and the cabin number. I was really buzzing now and then he forced me to take 3 big lungful. Luckily the door didn't have a gap at the top, otherwise we'd have got chucked out as it would've been so obvious that we're partying. He parted his towel to reveal a pierced hard sizeable cock. He got me on my back and fished about in the bin, pulling out a used condom and dribbling the cum all over his cock. My hole farted a little as it involuntarily opened in anticipation l, and then I felt it. The cold metal of his PA on my hole. He just slid in in one go and I felt cum drizzle out a little. Then he started to fuck. The noises were disgusting. I'm sure half the sauna could hear the squelching of my cummy hole as it spattered many men's loads onto his pubes. He started to fuck really hard, and his PA was tearing up my insides - he looked down, felt where his dick went into my hole, then brought his thumb and forefinger up to my mouth. I licked it - that distinct metallic taste: blood. He saw my sleazy reaction and started to assault my hole so fucking hard. He fucked and fucked me. I started to come down a little and began to worry about what I was doing - I think he sensed this as he pulled out, and seconds later I felt his fingers push in a few shards of t. The burning turned to pleasure again and he rammed his whole cock in. I realised he was bleeding too and he lent forward and said he didn't know his status, then he growled as he came in my hole. I could feel it pulsing in. Heaven!. He stayed there for a few minutes whispering in my ear what a filthy whore I am. Then there was a knock at the door. "This will be my toxic mate - said he was on his way about an hour ago after I posted what you were doing on the ad". I couldn't help but get hard thinking about what was about to happen... To be continued...

Wow! I just hooked up with a very handsome bearded guy whose originally from Iraq. While his parents and family were outside, he drove over to fuck his young 4-day old load into me in under 5 mins. Yes, Virginia, there is a bareback Santa!! I'm so happy! I want more loads tonight and tomorrow!!

Sounded like my breeding from this morning. Hole had at least 10 poz loads blown into it over the course of the night between two tops that both violently fucked and shot loads into it.... and I couldn’t be more pleased. They could not breed it enough. My fuckhole is beautifully destroyed. Photo below with charged spunk on my fuckhole.

This went down about a month ago while I was out of town... Got a hit from a VERY hot looking guy on BBRT. Tall, muscled, handsome, hung, TOP, POZ unmedicated. (Yeah) He told me exactly what he wanted: To come over, eat out my pussy, fuck me with his thick ten inch cock, and breed me deep. Naturally, I assumed it was a too good to be true....but I was bored, horny, freshly cleaned out, and on the hunt. So I replied with my hotel info and room number. Believe me; I had NO expectation that this guy was for real. None. I was just calling his bluff. Boom! To my absolute amazement, not 15 minutes later this dude was at my door. And he was EVEN HOTTER in person. Dumbstruck. I was dumbstruck. The guy stripped down and he was RIPPED! He was NOT exhagerating about his cook either. The term “baby arm” actually crossed my mind...MASSIVE MEAT. I attempted to go down on him but he made it plain that he had set the agenda that I had agreed to. He had come to eat out my cunt, fuck me, and breed me. And that was EXACTLY what was going to happen. He got right to work...bent me over and ate my pussy like a starved man. He tongue fucked me for a damn long time. All the while, his hands were working his huge fucktool. Now, I’m not a huge fan of getting my hole eaten out...but this guy...he made me a believer. Eventually, he signaled me to get on my back and go legs up. I did so and reached for the lube when he said; “You won’t need that”. My immediate thought was; “No way am I taking that HUGE meat with only spit!”. But no...for as he had been working his cock with one hand, he had been drooling precum into his other hand. The fucker slathered my spit wet hole with a palmful of HIS OWN PRECUM. He tumbled it into my pussy with authority. I watched as he milked yet more precum out of his huge dong and drool it right onto my now slightly open hole! To say it was mind bendingly hot would be a gross understatement. ”You ARE gonna need those,” he said referencing the poppers, “Take the deepest hit you can, cause once I start...” he trailed off as his throbbing cockhead started pushing against my hole. I have NEVER taken such an urgently deep hit of poppers...EVER. Then, I felt his cock begin its LONG journey into me. I’m not sure I can even really describe it. I felt my heart race...I was holding my breath...there was no sound...my eyes feasted on the sight of inch after inch of his...his enormous fuckpole as it entered me. Eventually, he hit my inner ring. I heard a voice say, “Look into my eyes”. I looked up to his face...to his clear blue eyes. “Take another hit.” I did so. “Give yourself to me”, he whispered. “Give yourself to me...give yourself to me...” And with that, I felt my inner door open and he plunged fully into me. The deepest sigh that has ever escaped my lips came out of me. And that was just him setting the stage. For the fuck was just about to start. And start it did. Time was suspended as he longdicked my cunt. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as he pounded my pussy. Seemingly endless cock meat tenderized my cuntlips. A mix of endorphins, testosterone, and adrenaline pulsed through my veins. A cold sweat broke on my brow. I was mumbling absently. My body trembled with every stroke of his meat. I could not process what was happening. I was on the verge of, what I can only assume was panic. Then...something happened. Everything in the world fell away. My mind shut down. And I became my fuckhole. I had becum my cunt. A meatsleeve. Nothing more. And my purpose was being fulfilled beyond comprehension. A warm enveloping peace washed over me. I was home. He felt the change in me. Like he had been expecting it. “Yessssss!!”, he hissed. “YESSSSSSSS!!!” As he switched his rail splitter into overdrive. We had transcended. We were no longer men. We weren’t even cock and hole. We had becum the fuck. The glorious sacred fuck. I don’t know how long it went. I really don’t. At one point I heard a distant voice telling me to look into his eyes. I found those same blue eyes through a fog. I heard a voice say...”Give yourself to me...give yourself to me” It took a moment for me to realize it was my voice whispering it. “Give yourself to me...give yourself to me”. With that, he leaned in to kiss me deeply...I felt his body tense...his cock throb...and his toxic gift pour into me. I tell you, it was rapture. We drifted together for a time. Later, I heard him getting cleaned up in the bathroom dress and leave...all the while I counted the individual drops of his charged seed trickle out of my wrecked distended pussy.

So this story happened to me a couple of years ago and really helped solidify my love of getting bred and getting gangbanged. It all started when i was visiting New York city for the first time by myself. I had some family drama where I had finally come out and they basically disowned me, so instead of going home for the holidays I ended up going to NYC. While there I decided to visit the local gay bars/clubs to get a feel for everything. At the time I was pretty innocent, i had barely had sex and was still just coming to terms with being gay. Most of the bars I went too were pretty normal nothing crazy, maybe some with pictures of naked men on the walls but still nothing too insane. Then I met him, a tall muscular, blond guy must have been in his 30's (I was about 21-22 at the time). I noticed him and he noticed me and came over. Being super shy, I didn't really know how to talk to him and was stumbling all over myself. Suprisingly he found it very cute (which I believe is because he knew he was going to corrupt me). This handsome, musclar man was talking to me and I was putty in his hands. Eventually after a couple more drinks he asked me if I wasnted to hit up another bar with him, thinking nothing of it he took me into his arms and lead me to another bar. Walking in the first thing I found interesting was that they searched me and had a sign saying they were not liable for anything being stolen. The front of the bar was normal, but he had no intention of showing me the front. Unknown to me, the back was a dark room where men fucked to their hearts content and this man took me back there. At first I had no idea what was going on, i was in his arms being led into this pitch black back area. He whispered into my ear its ok. Then i heard it, the unmistakable sounds of sex and moaning. My eyes slowly got adjusted and I saw men just clustered around sucking and fucking. My heart rate increased and at first I tried to turn around to head back. But the guy had a firm grip on me and pushed me back. I felt my legs hit what must have been a table and my ass was leaning on it. The guy walked up grabbed me and turned me around, pushing me down onto the table. I tried to resist at first until I felt his weight on top of me. Whispering into my ear he told me that he knew i wanted this, that i was going to be his. To my suprise, I found deep down I was agreeing with him. Yes i was scared but more than that I was excited. I felt his hands start rubbing my crotch and I inadvertaly moaned. He pulled my pants down while I was still pushed on the table and I felt it. His hard cock pressed on my cheeks. He pushed on my back and began bent down and started to rim me. I started moaning more which drew the attention of other guys. As I was moaning a dick was shoved into my face, not really in the mood to suck I at first ignored it. My captor though had other plans. He got up and pulled my hair back, pain flared on my head. Open your mouth bitch, he said to me, to that cock. Now I was scared and didnt know what to do. He shoved my head into the other guys crotch and told me to suck again. This time i took his cock in my mouth and listened to him. Good boy he said as we rubbed his dick on my hole. I was about to complain when he grabbed my arms and shoved in. Pain shot through me, my ass felt like it was going to rip open. Im not sure how big he was but It felt like it was huge and i started to whimper. Please take it out, please it hurts. I asked and my captor just pushed in more. No lube just the little spit from his tongue he was fucking my innocent hole. He held me down so I couldnt resist and pounded away. This hole is mine now bitch, take that dick, im going to breed your hole. And thats when it really hit me that this guy was not only forcing his dick in me, he didnt have a condom. I tried to reisit more and get up but he just held me down fucking away. Suddenly I felt him push really deep and started grunting real loud, fuck yeah take that load take it bitch. I felt my insides getting warm and his dick twitching in me. A part of me was hurting and scared but a fire had been burning, my desire had started to form. Thinking this was over as he pulled out I thought ok now I can get up and get away. However my captor had other plans, he walked around the table still holding me down and offered my ass to the others in the room. Holding me down he said that my hole was open to be used. I was going to complain and so no, but something stopped me. I just couldnt say no, a part of me wanted more. Not long after another dick was shoved into my hole. This time it wasnt as bad, my captors lube helped out, and this time i actually was enjoying it. The second guy who i had no idea looked like was just fucking away grunting and moaning. Running his hands all over me as I was still being held down. My captor egging him on, telling him to breed me. He started to grunt and shot his load in me as well. Soon a line had formed, i felt one dick after another fuck me. For a good two hours my hole took a dick and I lost count of how many guys fucked me. By the end of it I was begging for more, asking for more loads. My captor no longer held me down, I willingly was offering my ass to people. At the end of the night the guy whispered into my ear I knew you were a little pig, I saw it when i first laid eyes on you, you will always want bare dick from now on. And he was not wrong.

This happened earlier about three hours ago. I'm 26, currently unemployed, am ready to attend school next term, and have a 38 year old partner. He's a total top, whereas I'm a bottom. We decided to become "open" after a couple years of being together. He had no problem finding a FWB, but I couldn't find one. After three frustrating months of not being able to connect sexually with anyone, I posted on craigslist. My ad was pretty simple, straight to the point, saying I was looking for a top, and that I'd be ass-up, blindfolded and waiting. I also specifically mentioned with emphasis I only played safe. A few weirdos messaged me with somewhat cryptic e-mails containing numerous miss-spellings. I passed on them. Then a guy e-mailed me his dick pic and a shot of his athletic body. His cock was nice, thick and about seven inches. I responded inviting him to drop in, that I'd be waiting on all fours, a blindfold in place, and a condom on my back. I told him I wanted him to pull the condom on, slip his cock into my ass, and give me a good fuck. He agreed. When he showed-up the front door was unlocked. Hearing him arrive, I pulled on the blindfold, got into position on my bed, and anxiously waited. I heard the door open. I heard him step into my bedroom. I heard his belt hit the floor. He stepped up to the bed, grabbed the condoms that I had left for his use. I heard him rip open the cellophane wrapped. I would even swear I heard the squish as he rolled it down his cock. In short, I was confident he was wearing it as he lined his cock up with my hole and pushed deep inside, not a bit gentle, slamming his cock in and out of my ass in long strokes, never completely withdrawing, however. Part of me was concerned he would slide the condom off his cock and bareback me, using the 'incidental' withdraw from my ass as his opportunity, but that never happened and I was in heaven. After a long and unwelcome hiatus, I was being fucked by a stud who even muttered "Yeah, you're a nice little fuckhole, bitch." His thrusts abruptly stopped. He was cumming, and when his last spurt of cum blew into the condom, he withdrew, at which time I distinctly heard him roll the condom off his cock, including the plop of a full condom dropping into the trash can. Then he took his sweet time getting dressed, leaving in silence, without saying a word. Although I really wanted to immediately inspect the condom, I controlled myself, hard as a rock, but prone on the bed until he left. Then I jumped to my feet, pulled-off the blindfold and removed the condom from the trashcan. The latex was heavy with cum, perhaps as much as half full. I was shocked. As I stood there marveling at the amount of cum he had blown, I detected a weird 'full' sensation in my ass, which was immediately followed by the sensation of a dollop of some liquid dropping into my underwear, where, upon checking, I found a small white puddle of some viscus fluid. I was confused. I went to the restroom only to discover I was full of cum. I went back to the full condom and the cum was cold. Really cold. Which led me to think the load was old and he had filled the condom beforehand, and brought it to our hook-up to fool me. I honestly didn't imagine this would happen the first time I hooked-up with a guy, but at the same time I've found I can't help but keep getting hard every time I think about it. I feel so stupid. Sorry about my spelling and grammar.

My opinion, if you're truly straight, gay sex isn't a temptation, so bare vs wrapped isn't a factor. You can't be turned gay. Like I always say, doubt means don't. If you have to ask strangers on the internet for permission, you're not ready. Beat off to the fantasy of it all you want, but until you get your definitions and head in order, don't do it.

Part 28 Sebastian had just been bred for the first time in his life and he was enjoying the freedom (he thought) PREP was giving him as he worked be just butt on s Steven's semi-hard cock working his neg ass massaging his dirty seed into the walls of his some what battered and bruised ass. As he pulled his cock out of a well seed ass with pop Steven asked, “What did you think of round one?” Sebastian was still in the after glow of his first breeding as Steven asked him only to have the twink pant, “Fucking amazing! I can’t wait for round two.” While Sebastian was answering him, Steven was retrieving the second G laced Gatorade, handing it to Sebastian telling him, “Then he’d better drink up and when your drink is finished maybe you'll get that second round.” Again Sebastian wanted to jerk his hard 6 ½” only to have Steven stop him again. As he held a firm grip on his wrist to looked the freshly bred twink in the eye telling him, “If you want to be a real bareback bottom you need to forget about your cock and learn to concentrate on your hole and the pleasure you’ll receive from surrendering it for a top to use, fuck, breed.” While Steven was telling this to Sebastian, the twink quickly drank down the 16 ounce Gatorade he was given. He was ready for round two and Steven was ready to deliver as he pounced on top of the twink. This time they were going to fuck face to face. The two kissed as Steven’s cock slid easily back inside Sebastian's cum filled ass. As he began to show fuck a very horny twink he was also pushing the load he had already deposited deeper into his colon along with massaging it into the walls where it right would take root and grow. As this fuck progressed Sebastian worked to concentrate on his hole Steven could feel the change. Part of that change might have been the G he consumed, or it might be the little bit of Tina he had placed on his cock, but out definitely had Sebastian worked up as he began to moan. Anything Sebastian was enjoying the snow fuck he was receiving it was also driving him crazy. He looked up at Steven and as he superbly clicked inside him, he said, “Use my hole, please yourself how you want. Breed me. Give me your DNA. Steven took that as a sign that things we progressing better then he’d hoped as he began to long dick the neg twink. Steven was able to last longer this round. While the two fucked on the couch as planned Matt walked into the apartment. With Sebastian pinned beneath him he didn’t let up as Sebastian was slightly startled by the spectator. Matt introduced himself and or was evident that Steven had told him about the twink and his desire to bareback. Matt then asked Sebastian, “You think I might get a chance to breed you?” Sebastian lost in the bareback fuck he was able to answer between moans “Fuck yes, please?” Steven was ready to give him a service load asking Sebastian if he was ready for another poz load. Sebastian was totally lost in the moment scream out, “Yes, fucking bed me with it. I want your poz load, bad me with it.” Steven roared out, “Take my dirty cum I your neg cunt.” As soon as he finished shooting his second load into the soon to be poz twink he pulled out allowing a now naked Matt to quickly sink his hard cock inside the well fucked and cum filled hole. As Matt swiftly shoved the full length of his cock balls deep eliciting a deep moan from the twink. As he bottomed out balls deep he leaned in and the two kissed as Matt began his own assault on his neg ass while Steven fed him his cock to clean. While he was being fucked bareback for a third time by someone new Steven said, “I can see your enjoying Matt’s cock. Would you like me to invite some of my friends over to breed you? Make you first weekend as a barebacker of you’ll never forget?” The little bit of G and T he had in his system had him hypersensitive and agreeing to Steven’s offer. A short time later Meet began to power fuck as he was reaching the point where he’d dump his load he had saved to help impregnate Sebastian with not poz cum. Matt grunted out, “OH FUCK! YOU READY FOR ANOTHER LOAD, ANOTHER DIRTY, CHARGED LOAD?” Sebastian answered between his own grunts as Matt was pounding into him, “YES, FUCK YES, BREED ME WITH IT, I WANT YOUR DIRTY CUM.” Matt drove his cock deep inside Sebastian as he fired nearly a 2 weeks load into the already cum filled hole. As Sebastian worked his ass trying to milk the remaining cum from Matt’s cock as Matt continued to push the cum in his hole around when his still hard cock Steve returned with Gatorade with more G even the previous ones Sebastian had already consumed. He drank down a good amount of his bottle as Matt fisted his entire 16 ounce bottle me suggested that Sebastian finish his bottle before he stats to fuck him again. Sebastian had just finished his bottle when Matt began to slowly fuck Sebastian which gradual grew into an all out power fuck like me had just received from Matt moments before. Matt knew the harder he pounded Sebastian, the more bruised and damaged his hole would become the more ‘fertile’ his ass become for pozzing. While the two continued fucking on the couch Steven was sending out a group text letting those invited to join in on Sebastian breeding and eventual pozzing. By this point Sebastian was so lost in the sensation of getting fucked fucked raw. With all that Steven his the him about concentrating on his hole he didn’t realize that his own hard cock had softened a little as he worked his ass for a second load from Matt. He no longer needed you be asked if he was ready for another load. He started the dirty, breeding talk first by asking, “Give me your cum, your poz cum. I want your load, give it to me.” Hearing this turned Matt on to the point he knew he couldn't hold back much longer as he became a fuck machine pounding away getting closer and closer. Reduced to grunts between the two jocks were evident of the animalistic fuck developing. The next sounds came from Matt as he derived his second poz load to the new barebacker.

Part 27 By Sunday Troy had been fuck in every position imaginable and he was living every inch of raw cock and every drop of cum deposited inside his hole. He was definitely liking the drugs that were plumped into his veins. He had so much cum deposited inside his very hungry hole that it was dripping from his ass even when it was stuffed with a cock. After the last guy bred him be was left alone with Steven. He ordered Troy to get back in the sling where he quickly mounted he well seeded how. As Steven slowly fucked the still high Troy, he was very direct with his new whore making sure be knew what he had become over that weekend. In his still drugged up state of mind he easily accepted what he was being told especially the part of being paid for getting fucked. After Steven had added his load to the mix he helped Troy get dressed before giving Troy his share of the money the made that weekend. The cash he was handed hooked him into his new life as a whore. Of course the money he made that weekend was higher then anything he would make in the future, but by this point he was so memorized by the money and the feeling he had still in his drugged up brain he’d never be able to break free. The one factor he wasn’t told about was that he wasn’t just a whore, but a HIV+ whore. He came down with the fuck flu just over a week after that fateful weekend and went right to work right after he recovered. In Steven’s efforts to expand his business he made contact with this twink who was asking what’s about bare backing and the use of PREP. Steven as honest with him that with PREP he’d be able to fuck raw without worrying about HIV. Steven was sure to plant the seed in his mind about bug chasers. This did get the twink thinking for a brief moment about the freedom that would give him which he quickly dismissed. The twink continued to chat with Steven on line sharing his desire to go raw. Steven learned that the twink got fucked once by one of his high school fuck buddies raw after the condom broke. The guy only had the one condom and with both of them so turned that continued fucking, but he wouldn’t let his fuck buddy came inside him. After that one time the twink was so turned on by the feeling of his brief raw fuck he started to explore his desire to bareback all he could think about was what it would feel like to have a guy sue his load inside his ass. Steven was able to get the twink to open up some learning his name was Sebastian, he had just turned 19, had a nice jock body and lived about an hour away. The more they talked the more Sebastian began to trust Steven so when the invitation to spend the weekend with the more experienced daddy type he couldn’t resist. Sebastian wasn’t sure how he could make arrangements to start on PREP in the small them he lived in without anyone finding out. Steven assured the horned up twink that he could arrange for him to get on PREP the second be arrives in town. While Sebastian made his plans to visit, Steven had plans of his own. Although the doctor’s in town were not on his payroll he had a pharmacist in his pocket that would make sure that the pills given to Sebastian would be nothing more than sugar pills. This false sense of security would leave Sebastian prime to be stealthed. With all the action Sebastian was about to get along with the bareback'ers he would be introduced to and the poz talk he figured by the time they began to slowly begin to bring Tina into the mix the twink would hopefully be asking, not asking, but begging to be pozzed. Sebastian was eager to meet up with Steven and get started on PREP. The thought that he was any to finally get the freedom to bare back had him constantly hard and horny. Steven told him to do his best to refrain from jerking off and as he got closer to the weekend it became tougher to keep his hands off his 6 ½” cock. The mental control Steven was starting to obtain over Sebastian had him comply. Sebastian was barely able to sleep before he gave up on laying in bed, cock hard as steel as hornier then he had ever been in his life at the thought of getting on PREP and getting fucked by Steven. He decided to get an early start on his drive and arrived ahead of schedule. Steven didn’t want any excessive pressure on Sebastian, in fact, he figured the more Sebastian thought he was in control of his decision to let Steven (and who ever else Steven would invite) breed him over the weekend. The plan was for Sebastian to go directly to the clinic where he had arranged for Sebastian to get his prescription for PREP. He arrived well ahead of his appointment time and went inside hoping to get a ahead of schedule. He was in luck as they had a cancellation and was seen by the doctor. Of course Steven was alerted by the one person he had in the office. One of the medical assistants he had in his pocket after a night of heavy partying. After the doctor reviewed PREP told Sebastian and that he should still practice safe sex, which Sebastian wasn’t paying any Steven to, his brain was already imagining Steven’s bare cock slowly sliding inside his ass. He you the prescription from the doctor and headed the pharmacy. Sebastian sent a text to Steven letting him know that he arrived in early, had seen the doctor and was on his way to the pharmacy to get his prescription. Both expressed that they could hardly wait to meet up, Sebastian couldn’t wait for his first willing bareback fuck, Steven couldn’t wait to corrupt the twink. Sebastian had his the ‘medication’ in hand me headed out of the pharmacy where he was to meet Steven. Steven had made the short walk too the drug store so when Sebastian walked out of the pharmacy me would be greeted by the fuel of his sexual desire over the past couple weeks, and more over the last 24 hours. The two exchanged pleasantries as they got into Sebastian's truck where Steven grabbed Sebastian giving him a deep kiss before that drove off. Sebastian couldn’t nice his hard cock as it pushed up from his body trending his jeans. Steven’s hard, thick cock was very evident as they made the short drive to Steven's. After entering the fenced in property and they got out of the car Steven pushed Sebastian up against the side of his truck kissing him again, but this time pressing into his young partner making sure that his hard cock pressed into his tight body. Once inside the two continued to kiss as Steven offered to get the twink some Gatorade so that he could take his ‘pill’. Steven had ‘prepared’ a series of Gatorades with each one having an increase amount of GHB added. The last couple me added a little Tina to work on the induction of chems. Steven was sure he’d never notice the change in taste especially as others would start to show up at Steven's and join in on breeding the twink. After he had taken his pill, and downed about a third of his first bottle of Gatorade, Steven began his well planned assault on the only barrier left between then, their clothing. A very willing Sebastian worked with his older partner as they cum found themselves naked. They took a moment to look each other over as they were both pleased when the other’s looks as Sebastian drooled at the prospect of Steven’s cock. Without any direction me dropped to his knees taking ass much of his cock as he could into his mouth. Sebastian's inexperience at sucking cock showed, but what he lacked in experience me made up for in enthusiasm. Steven took advantage of this slowly guiding his younger partner. Caressing his cock sucker’s head as he instructed him in the art of giving head. Steven could feel the improvement in Sebastian's technique as he soon found his cock at the entrance to the twink’s throat. Sebastian was so eager he knew that there was only one way he was going to get that cock down his throat and Steven seemed to stay know the answer as well. He moved his hand to back of Sebastian’s head and as he made his next downward motion he told the twink to breathe in deep through his nose as he felt that daddy cock at the entrance to his throat. With an accepting look Steven forced his cock into Sebastian's throat as the twink began to gag at first, but quickly subsided as he grew accustomed to the depth and thickness. Steven relaxed his grip allowing Sebastian to control his new found skill. The more of Steven’s cock he took into his throat, the closer he felt he was getting to blowing his load and he had a better place for the huge load me had been saving since he starred to chat when Sebastian. Fearing he would blow his load he pulled his cock from Sebastian’s mouth he maneuvered the twink into the near by couch were he had full access to his neg ass. He quirky dove in giving the twink his first really good rim job causing him to uncontrollably moan in pleasure. As Steven licked and probed deeper inside the neg hole the object of his obsession moved a free hand to his aching cock only to have Steven intercept his attempt to stroke himself. Steven wasn’t going to let Sebastian to cum until he was ready to let him cum. Steven was sure to let Sebastian know, “Not yet. I don’t think you’ll want to shoot you was just yet. I think it’s finally time for me to bareback that jock butt of yours and breed it.” Steven the grabbed the bottle of lube he had left within reach. Steven typically like to use a special blend of Tina laced lube, but this blend was more mild then he typically like to use. He was sobbing to the plan of gradually luring the twink into the use of chems. After applying just enough lube and with the minimal amount of G already working on his brain it was easy for Steven to move up behind him, position his poz cock right against his target's neg ass teasing him with his drag stick. Sebastian knew that Steven was poz and that PREP was suppose to allow him to take any cock, poz or neg, without the worry of HIV. Steven asked Sebastian, “Are you ready to finally get the bareback fuck and breeding you’ve been fantasizing about.” Sebastian felt the tip of Steven’s cock begin to penetrate him as he felt lie time was standing still. Once the mushroom cap of Steven's raw cock punched through he held it still allowing Sebastian to become accustomed to it’s size. Sebastian had lodged ideas as the raw cock now invading his body felt so good he needed to have more of it inside him. He began to push back causing Steven do push in deeper until Steven was balls deep. This left Sebastian to finally be barebacked and bred. Steven slowly began to pull out and push back in making sure to hit all the right places. Sebastian was trying to take in the feeling of skin on skin he was feeling without the fear since he was starting PREP. The twink's moaning fueled his desire to breed Sebastian. Between his moaning Sebastian began to beg dip be fucked harder. This was bringing Steven closer to finally giving the twink his dirty seed. As Steven began to feel his balls tighten signaling his impending orgasm he asked the soon to be bred twink, “Are you ready to finally get the breeding you’ve wanted?” Sebastian simply nodded ‘Yes’ as he was asked, “You sure you want my cum, my poz seed.” Again the reply was a simple nod ‘Yes’. Steven then demanded, “I want to hear you say it. Tell me you want my load.” In the heat of the moment Sebastian cried out, “Fuck, I want to feel your load, nice me your load, your poz loads.” As Steven heard that he buried his cock balls deep as he fired volley after volley of cum deep inside the neg twink.

I can’t NOT think about it. No matter how I try. The memory of that stud masseur having his way with me plays in continuous loops over and over in my mind. his crotch grinds into my face as he feeds his rock hard, throbbing cock down into my throat… he wields it like some kind of weapon… jabbing and thrusting… fucking away at my stuffed esophagus… using me like a cheap masturbation toy until he shoots off like the Fourth of July, flooding my stomach with his hot load… ensuring I will carry more than just the memory of him home with me…

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Season's BREEDINGS! Whether you're top/bottom/vers, poz/neg/chasing or on prep, may the CUMMING New Year bring LOADS of fun!

I remember the first time a man went past the obstruction and got his cock in me that deep. I was in the arcade of a bookstore. I had seen and lusted for this man many times, and I'd sucked his cock through a glory hole a few times. He'd even put his bare cock into me through a glory hole. But I think he was just using me as a fluffer, not that I minded that. One night, though, he beckoned me into a booth with him. He turned me around and held me bent slightly at the waist. As he held me he inserted his cock and I felt him pressing against the top of my rectum. He seemed to be trying different angles, and then suddenly he slid in me another three inches. I moaned and went limp. He held me up and used me like a jack off toy. Let me tell you, that load did not come dripping out my pussy after he shot his load into me. There really is no better sex than anonymous sex.

Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays to everyone. If you're not spending time with friends/family, I hope you're staying safe and having some great sex! :-)

I'm at my parents for the holidays, so this will be a short re-cap of my 2-day trip to Chicago (written while mom isn't hovering behind me with the ability to see my screen LOL) Arrived in Chicago on Friday morning around 10am on the train. Walked to hotel and I couldn't get into my room until noon. Sat in the lobby for a few minutes, cruising the apps, and found a short twink Middle Eastern guy that wanted my load. Told him I didn't have my room yet, and he was on a work break, so he suggested we meet in the fitting rooms at the big Macy's store on State Street. And we did. I found him in the last fitting room in the sports apparel area, got my cock out and he sucked for awhile, then got him turned around and tried to finger him, but he was tight. Neither of us had lube, so I tried to slick up with my spit as best as I could and then sort of forced my way into him. Didn't last long, both because of his tightness and the novelty of where we were fucking. As soon as I pulled out of him, I fastened my pants again, and left him there....and went down to the lower level to wash up in the restroom and get lunch in the food court. He had messaged me on Grindr again and said "that was hot". Got into my hotel room after that and was cruising the apps for awhile. Had a few show interest but didn't follow through. Eventually a chaser type hit me up on Growlr (he had messaged me when I was up there before also), and came over. Had to meet him in the lobby since the elevators were key controlled. Brought him up, got naked on the bed, he sucked me, I rimmed him, he had brought some lube packets, so we lubed up and I slid inside...he was tight as hell also. That must be a Chicago thing lol. Fucked him for quite awhile before giving him my load. He washed up and left after some short small talk. I took a quick shower and then decided to take the subway a couple stops up to the Magnificent Mile area where another latino bottom was hosting ass up in his dark hotel room. Got there, found him ass up in his room as advertised, ate his hole a little, then stood up, spit on my dick, and slid in. As I was fucking, he got looser and looser and it was starting to feel...sloppy...in there. Was hoping it wasn't shit. I faked my orgasm after a little while more (it was loose enough that I wasn't going to cum), and then wiped off in the bathroom (not dirty, so maybe it was just lube that was sloppy in there or something). After the latino in his hotel, I stopped for dinner on my way back to the subway, then went to the Nutcracker ballet performance that night (always nice to see how the tights on the dancer guys emphasize their ass...it has to feel like a constant wedgie the entire time though). After the show, I wasn't really planning on having any more sex, but some guys on Grindr hit me up, including one married guy in my same hotel. A bottom chub/cub wanted to come over and get used by me and the married guy. It was alright...the cub couldn't handle my cock and kept pulling himself off of me while I was fucking him doggy style. It was annoying and I didn't cum. The married guy was totally into it...in that married guy kind of way...but he wasn't letting the cub suck him or stroke him much. I called it a night after that. On Saturday, a buddy from downstate took the train up and met me at my hotel. We got some brunch at a place I like to go to up there and then headed to Boystown. Stopped at the Men's Room store to browse a little and then went to Steamworks. It was my buddy's first time there, so after we got into our rooms and into our towels, I took him on a little tour of the 3-floor facility and then we agreed we'd check in with each later around 5pm (we got there around 12:30). It was a great crowd, I think there was an announcement made at one point saying that there were over 100 bears checked in, and pretty diverse in terms of ages, races, and body types. I had plenty of fun. I fucked guys on each piece of public "equipment" (two fuck benches and the sling) with other guys either watching or taking turns with me. One guy was getting on one of the fuck benches as I was walking behind him, so I just followed him and started feeling him up. Got him to suck me for a minute and then slipped in and gave him a good fuck and load...later, as I was showering before leaving, I was next to a guy that was cute and he leaned over and said "thanks for earlier"...turned out it was the fuckbench guy (I only saw the back of his ass earlier, his front side was hot too lol). I also fucked a couple guys in my room, a couple in their rooms, and a little play in the steamroom. The hot tub, which is fairly large and sort of maze-like, was full of bears the entire afternoon...to the point where it wasn't easy to just sit there and relax. Overall, I probably only shot 3-4 loads, but the number of mouths and asses I was in was probably 3 or 4 times that number. My buddy said he had a good time, he is more of a voyeur and wanted to watch more than play - and there was plenty of public action for him, I'm sure. I may try to get up there more often for those bear events. Hope all of you are having a nice Christmas/Holidays, either visiting with friends and family or getting laid all over the place!

I tried to move around a bit, straining against the ropes that tied me up. I moved my arms, and I could feel immediately getting choked by a noose around my throat. My feet were also tied together, and to my hands, all in one length of rope, it seemed. And there was something going on with my ass... I felt stuffed, sort of. I tried to say something, but a gag was muffling my sounds. However, my ... captor...? Master? Daddy? Kidnapper? heard me. He came over to me and looked down on my pathetic trials to get loose. He put a foot to my throat, pinning me down and stilling me immediately. I looked up as the young, vulnerable slut I was. His foot removed the gag from my mouth, only to replace it. I was sucking his toes trying to not make him angry. My cock started to get hard, actually... so I knew the drug was wearing off. - Was this your first Tina, boy? , he asked. I nodded hesitantly. - mmmm....it won't be your last. Here, drink some Gatorade. I guzzled the drink down. Wow... I immediately felt woozy again, a rush going straight to my hole... - You like it? I nodded again... not sure I could speak. - Good boy. He turned me over and released my feet, only to hold them in his hands and spreading my legs wide apart. My twitching hole was right in his sight and he didn't even hesitate one second - his dickhead nuzzled against my boy cunt and then he plunged right back inside me. I gasped. It didn't hurt, but he was filling me up so good. Man, I am a real boy whore... I just wanted more of his cock and I moaned loudly to let him know it. He obliged by fucking med deeply for a long while... - Man this looks sooo good on camera, another voice said... and I jumped - who, what? Where's that guy, where did he come from? I looked around and saw a man.... well, a younger guy, but still in his 20's. Handsome, latino guy with a very very hard cock - and he's holding a camcorder filming me getting plowed by my captor. - yeah, he said, he's already had a load and some T in him... and now some G, too! - oh a real boy whore then... He put the camcorder down, still aimed at me and my captor, filming me getting my second load in me. He started masturbating and getting his cock even harder, and now they switched places.... fuck soooo goood.... The latino guy is sliding inside me easily, I'm high, loose, lubed by cum.... oh, it's easy to fuck me. He starts fucking me hard. Man, my limp cock is just bouncing and I'm just thinking I want more, much more...I am such a horny boy slut, getting fucked by strangers in their house getting higher and higher... His load is so big, it overflows my ass and starts dripping out while he tries to pound it all back inside me. I feel satisfied for now, and would love to leave, go back home and relish in mancum the rest of the night. But no, they have other plans.

Part 26 Milt jammed the entire length of his cock deep issue Troy’s ass as his body stiffened with his delivery of a big load into the new whore. As quickly as he had initially entered Troy, the withdrew his still semi-hard cock with a wet plop. While Troy stood there feeling empty someone put a freshly packed pipe to his lips. The next paying customer came up behind him and maneuvered him over to a lounge chair and onto his hands and knees. All the while he was still blowing clouds. Troy felt a rough object shoved into his ass followed by the guys Tina covered cock driven on balls deep. The guy didn’t wait for the Tina to start to melt as he began to fuck Troy and fucked him hard and fast. Troy could feel the burn of the Tina as he was getting fuck. All he knew was that he needed that cock inside him and that he didn’t want to disappoint the guy fucking him. After a few minutes the burn faded and me was left with an incredible feeling that had him moaning with every thrust. His moaning made the top start to fuck him harder, long dicking him completely pulling his cock from Troy’s ass before slamming back in harder and deeper with each thrust as Troy pushed back to meet the assault on his ass. Suddenly the top asked, “Is the whore ready for my load? Will the whore be taking loads all night long? Is the whore ready to get pregnant?” Troy had no clue to the real meaning of the questions he was being asked ass he shouted out, “YES! YES! OH GOD, YES!” The client then drove his cock deep inside Troy getting past the deep internal ring as he shouted, “FUCK YES, TAKE MY DIRTY SEED YOU DIRTY WHORE!” His whole body shook as he delivered his poz cum. Troy was fucked by 5 more clients before Steven led him over to a sling that was set up just for him. With the amount of meth Troy had smoked and shoved into his (now very hungry) ass had him feeling very empty. He had no idea how hungry for cock he was about to become. Thomas returned from servicing his client to help secure Troy's wrists and ankles in restraints. He kissed his roommate as he secured a tourniquet on his arm. He could see the hunger and need in the friend’s eyes as he said, “Trust me” too which Troy simply nodded his head yes. Steven handed Thomas a prepared point that was going to send Troy into a place he had never been before and would seek from now on as his lined up to pay a dollar a minute to fuck him. Troy watched as Thomas slid the point into a nice vein, getting the familiar flash is red as he drew back ever so slightly before pushing the generous slam into the new whore. Without any warning the tourniquet was removed as quickly as it was applied. The look in Troy’s face showed his surprise as the drug worked into his chest causing him to cough out hard as his eyes dilated. Troy began to hear ringing in his ears while his vision became blurry. There was a clear change in his facial expression as the need to have his hungry ass filled not just by any and every cock possible, but with every drop of cum he could hold. Thomas was given the horror of being the first to fuck the new slammed up whore. As he quickly slammed his cock deep inside the already seeded ass he had a good load is cum saved up. The client Steven has set him up with spent the entire time fucking a tied up Thomas who was not permitted to cum. All the fucking me received caused him to build up a nice load of his poz cum for him to deposit. Thomas, with those standing around the high as fuck Troy, began some ‘poz’ talk. It was time you let Troy know what he was getting and what he had become over the past see hours and for the foreseeable future. Thomas leaned in kissing Troy before asking him, “How does it feel to become the real you, becoming the slut you were meant to be, a whore like me, a fucking chemmed up cum dump?” Troy’s drugged up brain slowly registered what he was being asked as he realized whatever he was becoming, all he knew was that he liked it and wanted nothing more as he agreed with the question answering, “Fuck yes, I’m a slut and a whore like you, a fucking chemmed up cum dump.” Thomas then added, “And after every guy here dumps there dirty, poz jizz deep inside your neg ass you’ll be poz like me, like the other whores we work with.” Troy’s naivety showed ass he answered that he wanted you be just like Thomas. Thomas then asked the bound, drugged up cum dump, “You want to be like me? Like Luke, Robbie, you want to be a poz, gotten, whore?” By this point Troy’s drugged up brain could only manage a simple nod in an agreement as Thomas began to thrash fuck Troy hard and fast as his balls began to tighten ass he landed in close to Troy’s face as he exclaimed, “You better bitch cause I'm breeding you with my dirty, poz cum right fucking now!” With that said, Thomas shot a huge load deep inside Troy already cum filled ass as the two kissed before Thomas pulled his cock from Troy’s ass. Thomas was quickly replaced by Bam Bam who paid $100 for his turn at Troy’s neg ass. One after another Troy you each cock and load knowing he was pleasing each guy that fucked him. The seed was not just planted in his brain, it has taken root. Troy was now one of Steven’s working rent-a-boy.

Yep, when I was 12yo a neighbor caught me jerking off outside in the wooded area behind my parents house to a gay porn mag I had found. He said he wouldn't tell my parents if I let him have some fun, and back then I was terrified of my religious parents finding out I like other guys. I ended up loving having this older man have his way with me and I know damn well it's the reason I'm such a cum pig now. He was the one who got me into sucking off random men through a glory hole and letting random men breed my ass. If he hadn't shown me all this wonderful stuff I'd probably have ended up like most stuck up twinks (gasps in horror lol) Instead though, I'm a poz cum slut that happens to be a twink, god knows I'm getting more dick than I would have if I wasn't like this too

Part 25 Steve was standing there in just his underwear as he witnessed Troy's final breeding before letting his presence be known, "I see the two of you have already started. Why don't you rejoin the party. I have a few people I think Troy should meet and get to know." With Thomas's hard cock still deep inside him. Troy felt like he discovered his true self for the first time in his life. Even with Steve appearing in the shadows nothing was going t get Troy to give up on having Thomas fuck him again. The way Troy was feeling he'd be happy with anyone fucking him. Thomas kissed the back of Troy's neck as slowly withdrew his cock. He let his roommate know they should rejoin the party and that he was sure Troy was going to enjoy himself the rest of the weekend. As they started to make there way to rejoin the 'festivities' Troy began to look for his clothes only to have Thomas stop him, "Bro, you aren't going to need those, besides, you have a great sexy body that you need to show off." Steve led the way back towards the pool as he asked, "How many loads?" Troy started to say, "One" only to be corrected by Thomas who answered. "Four." Troy smiled at the thought that he had four loads of his roommate's cum deposited inside him as they approached the group around the pool. Thomas kissed Troy before he left him with Steve. Thomas knew he had a client waiting on him inside and was eager to get to work. Steve placed his hand on Troy's shoulder letting him know, I have 2 of my workers I want you to meet. I know you'll become good friends" as he directed him through the group to where a nearly naked Luke and Robbie, were standing only in a pair of skimpy underwear that appeared to be too small on them.. Steve then introduced them, "Luke, Robbie, I want you to meet Troy. I think you will get along just fine. I think after he finishes his drink he'll be ready to meet Miss Tina." A 'G' laced cola was waiting for him as he shook hand with the two who were about to take him to a place that would become very familiar. Troy didn't need any encouragement to down his drink, after the 'workout' he had gotten from Thomas he was in need of something to drink. As Troy placed the empty cup down Robbie was already heating the glass pipe and taking a decent hit before handing the pipe to Luke who was eager for a hit for himself. Troy asked about the pipe as Luke was sucking in his hit. After Robbie blew a huge cloud that seemed to envelop them he told Troy that it was Tina, something to get him into the clouds and would make him horny to get fucked. As the G worked into Troy's brain he couldn't imagine being anymore horny then he presently felt. After Luke had finished and handed the pipe to Troy, Robbie helped instruct him how to smoke it as he held the bright blue torch under the well packed bowl. Robbie held the end up to Troy's lips and told him to slowly inhale once the smoke began to swirl and then hold it as long as he could before exhaling. On command Robbie took his first hit of Tina as Robbie and Luke urged him on and held it almost as long as his two new friends before blowing out a big cloud. They had Troy take 3 more hits with each one bigger than the one before. Robbie began to explain to Troy how to do a shotgun, passing the smoke back and forth between two people while Luke began to heat the bowl and inhale a nice, deep hit. Once Luke had his lungs as full as he could get them he leaned over to Robbie and the two locked lips as they passed the smoke back and forth several times before the smoke escaped around them as they began to kiss. It was Troy's turn to try a shotgun. First he did it was Robbie then with Luke. Each time ended with deep kissing. The Tina was infiltrating Troy's brain to the point that any remaining inhibitions he had were melted away. He admitted to his new coworkers that he had just gotten fucked for the first time in his life and that Thomas came inside him 4 times. Robbie and Luke knew that they needed to feed on his feeling of having a guy cum inside him telling him, "It's your job to let anyone cum inside you." Both boys let Troy know that they never refuse another person's cum since it would be an insult to him. Between the G and the Tina in Troy's system he began to feel a need to have Thomas fuck him again, actually, he was ready for anyone to fuck him and he wasn't going to have to wait much longer. While the conversation between the 3 was going on, Steve had a client wanting to fuck the new boy (Troy). Milt was in his 40's, a very fit Daddy type with a big, 10" uncut cock. He paid Steve big money for Troy's hole. Steve's only stipulation was that he had to fuck Troy out by the pool. Milt agreed and made his way over to his whore. Milt came up to the three and it was evident that Luke and Robbie were already familiar with the hot daddy and they introduced Troy to his first paying client. Milt had his own pipe in hand packed it full of Tina. He took a decent hit for himself. After he blew out a nice cloud he moved behind Troy and began to feed him hit after hit, working on getting his prize tweaked. Robbie and Luke knew from personal experience to urge Troy on since he was going to need to have his head in the clouds for what Milt was going to be giving him. As Troy began to get even higher then he already was and with Milt pressed up against his back the hunger he began to feel earlier was growing. As Milt fed Troy the smoke he whispered into his ear, "That's it faggot, blow those clouds....you're gonna need to be a lot higher before I'm gonna wreck that hole of yours." Troy could not avoid sucking in more Tina as the pipe was continually at his lips the second he had emptied his lungs. The look on his face had slowly changed with each hit as Milt pressed up against his whore. Troy could feel Milt's body behind him as Milt pushed his boxers down to allow his hardening cock to rest between Troys ass cheeks. Troy began to grind his ass back into Milt as he began to feel the hardening cock near his now very hungry ass to which Milt asked, "Is my little whore's ass hungry? Are you ready for my monster to invade your hole?" Troy was so tweaked he could hardly process what he was being asked. He only knew he needed something put inside his ass and began to press his ass back and grind into Milt even more while whispering, "Oh please fuck me." Milt knew that his whore needed one more thing to add as his cock would push this deep inside. Wedged behind his ear was a nice shard of Tina that he took and pushed into Troy's ass only to discover his cummy ass. Milt said to Troy, "My whore boy already has had someone cum in he ass. I love fucking a well used hole." while he put the tip of his cock against Troy's hole and slowly applied pressure while Robbie put a bottle of poppers under his nose, instructing him to inhale deep. The head of Milt's cock popped through as the poppers began to hit Troy allowing the melting shard to be pushed deeper inside the new whore boy. Troy felt a mixture of pleasure and pain as Milt pushed into him inch by inch eliciting a moan from deep inside of Troy. Milt paused with about half of his cock inside before he pulled back a little and pushed in further. The sensation of being impaled again had Troy's hungry ass thinking on its own as he began to push back meeting Milt'a thrust forward. Milt had to comment that Troy's hole had stated to suck his cock in when suddenly he bottomed out balls deep. Milt began to slowly pull back before he quickly thrusted back in as the two were standing there fucking as a crowd gathered around to watch. Since the work Robbie and Luke were asked to do with Troy was accomplished, it was time for them to get to work with the clients at the party who had paid for their services as each was bent over and fucked or pushed to his knees to suck a client's cock while Troy stood there getting a good fucking while being able to see what was happening to his new friends. Even in his tweaked out brain, Troy knew he had to please Milt and was doing his best to take the fucking he was getting as he moaned every time Mile pulled out or thrusted back inside him. The drugs had his ass doing things he never thought possible as it milked Milt's cock which had penetrated so deep into his colon he felt like it was in his stomach. Suddenly Milt grabbed Troy by the hips and began to really pound away on Troy as he was quickly nearing filling him with a 2 week load he had saved for this night. Milt asked, "You ready for my load fagot? You ready for my babies?" Through his moaning while shaking his head yes he finally spoke for the fist time since Milt has penetrated his ass and shouted, "YES, FUCK YES, I WANT YOU LOAD, GIVE IT TO ME, PLEASE GIVE IT TO ME!" Hearing that pushed Milt over the edge as he slammed in a couple more times before he buried himself inside Troy's ass and fired shot after shot of his cum so deep there was no way it was going to leak out. He even push Thomas's toxic seed deeper inside and, with the hard pounding he delivered, pushed Thomas's virus directly into his blood stream.

Part 24 It became clear that Thomas knew what he had gotten himself into as he began to beg to be 'knocked up' and for 'poz cum'. As people started to leave and Thomas was left with the twins and Steve he openly admitted that he had been looking to get pozzed so that he could be free to take any cock and load offered him and possibly poz a few neg asses along the way. This news got Steve thinking and as he looked and the fit, 18 year old asked him if he'd like ti work for him. Thomas didn't hesitate and answered yes without knowing any details. Thomas had a dark side from reading stories on Breeding Zone. He then asked Steve, "What would you want me to do for you?" Steve told him that there were many facets to his business from performing like the twins to being paid to have sex with someone. Thomas began to get hard while Steve went into detail on the money he could make starting with getting paid for his pozzing video that would be privately sold. Noticing Thomas's growing hard cock Steve asked him if he'd like to 'do something with his tool?' Thomas said he wanted to fuck the twin who had watched him fuck his brother. He added that he already gave his brother 3 neg loads and feels he should give his last few to his twin. Thomas had a talent of cumming without the bottom ever knowing it, especially when he's smoked some Tina. The twin in question took Thomas's place in the sling and before he knew it he took 4 loads from the soon to be poz friend. The fourth load was known since it was the largest and strongest orgasm. Thomas was eager to start working for Steve, but was told he could only start working after he had the 'fuck flu'. Thomas understood this and asked what the odds were that the bug took during his getting fucked by so many different guys. Steve told him that the odds were even money considering the rigs used to slam him with were dirty point from poz guys. Sure enough Thomas came down with the 'fuck flu' 10 days later. The first weekend after his recovery Steve had arranged a light schedule of clients and Thomas began his work. Some of the clients he met with wanted to show him off, some wanted to just party and fuck. During this time Thomas kept priming the pump (as he called it) with his nerdy roommate who he knew to be a closeted fag. Troy was his name and he was from a small farming town. Through the talks he had with the shy kid, he knew him to be a virgin. Troy asked a lot of question about gay sax and Thomas could see his little dick get hard as they talked. Thomas thought he's make a good cum dump working for Steve. He took the idea, along with a few pictures he took of his 5'6", 110 pound, brown hair and eyes, slim roommate for Steve to look over. Steve knew that with the right atmosphere and chemical enhancements Troy could easily be turned into the whore he was meant to be. Thomas made one request to Steve, he wanted to be the one to take his roommate cherry and give him his first taste of cock. Steve agreed and with his monthly party coming up the next weekend figured that would be the perfect time for this boy conversion of questioning, neg virgin to poz, cum dump whore. He supplied Thomas with GHB to dose his roommate with before they would leave for the party. All week Thomas started to tell Troy about this exclusive party he was invited too this weekend and that he was allowed to bring one person and he wanted to bring Troy. Troy felt special since he was going to his first real college party and an exclusive party. The night of the party Thomas suggested that they have a drink together before heading over to the party. As they walked across campus Thomas could tell the G was already starting to work on Troy so that when they arrived at Steve's Troy didn't really notice that there were no girls attending. The naked guys swimming didn't even seem to bother the G'ed out Troy, in fact he openly stared at the naked bodies before him, Thomas noticed his roommate gawking at the naked party goers and asked him, "See anything you like?" This made Troy blush and gave Thomas the opening he was looking for as he leaned in and gave his roommate his first real kiss. Troy seemed to naturally accept his roommate's kiss. Thomas made sure to introduce Troy to Steve, Matt and Bam Bam, before escorting Troy to a designated area where he could start to push Troy's buttons and start his journey to becoming Steve whore. The area was semi private with night vision cameras to record all the details. The two kissed again once they were in this secluded spot, this time the kiss was more passionate as Thomas slipped his tongue inside his roommate's mouth causing him to moan. Thomas knew he had to make this 'first time' for Troy one he would never forget. In fact it would be a feeling the soon to be whore would chase again and again as he would try to please any man he was going to be with after that night. As the long, passionate kiss ended Thomas whispered to Troy that with all the talking the two has done that he knew exactly what he needed and that they'd take it as slow r as fast as Troy wanted. Troy nodded in agreement as he leaned in for another kiss. This time as they kissed Thomas began to slowly undress his (now willing) roommate. Soon enough Troy followed his roommate's lead and worked to get his clothes off. In short time both were naked. Thomas first give Troy's 6" cock a light stroke before he made a quick move to give him his first rim job. As he keeled behind the naked roomy he dove in between his hairless ass as he began to lick the outside of his freshly washed hole. Thomas could still smell the faint hint of Ivory soap as he worked his tongue around and eventually into Troy's virgin hole moaning at the new found sensation he was experiencing. In Troy's slightly, bent over position he couldn't help but look between his legs and clearly see in the dim light Thomas's 8", hard, drooling cock bouncing with his heart beat. With the G releasing his inner desires he couldn't help himself as he asked, "Your dick looks so good, can I please suck it? I want to suck my first dick." Not wanting to disappoint, Thomas Stood up knowing (from his personal experience) that a good whore gets on his knees to suck cock. As he applied a little pressure to Troy's shoulders getting him to lower to his knees he let him know, "Of course you can suck my cock." As Troy assumed his new position on his knees Thomas let him know as he grabbed himself, "This is a cock, not a dick, if you want to suck my cock, do it right and please me, you'll need to follow my directions, understand?" Troy looked up and answered a simple "Yes." Thomas began to instruct Troy in the art of sucking cock. He first had Troy show his cock love with his tongue before having him take the head into his mouth. Troy was eager to please as he followed everything he was told. Troy was a little hesitant when it came time to take his roommate's cock into his throat. Thomas simply looked down at him and he knew his place and that if he was going to be good at sucking cock he'd have to learn to deep throat a cock. Thomas told him to breath in through his nose as he lowered himself onto his cock and to relax his throat as the tip reached the back of his mouth. Once his cock was there ready to enter he was to breath his cock into his throat. With Thomas's hand on the back of his head he had little choice as he felt his head being pushed down and the cock he was sucking slowly snaking its way down his throat. He did his best to follow the directions he was given. Just as he thought he was going to puke or pass out due to the lack of air, the hand on his head let up and he was able to slowly pull back. Thomas let Troy know that he did well for his first deep throating and asked if he was up to try again. As if sucking cock and deep throating was becoming natural to Troy (and it was) he bobbed up and down 2 times before burying his nose in his roommate's pubs. Troy repeated this a couple more times to Thomas's amazement and bring him close to feeding Troy his pos cum. Of course he had better plans for his poz seed. He pulled Troy off his cock as he lowered himself so that the two could kiss some more. While the two kissed Thomas asked, "Are you liking what were doing so far?" Troy answered with a "Yes" to which he was told, "Stand up and turn around, I was to eat that ass some more. Get you ready to lose that virginity you told me about." Troy had an idea where this was going and stood up and turned giving Thomas access to his ass. It was now time to get Troy's hole ready to be 'seeded'. Thomas had a small bottle of warming lube (warmed from the Tina mixed into it) along with a nice shard of Tina. He figured he'd tell the dumb farm kid as he started to lube his hole after a good rimming that he was 'opening' him up in preparation for his thick cock. Again Troy couldn't help himself as he began to moan while Thomas began to work his tongue around and then inside Troy's neg ass. Thomas again asked his roommate if he was enjoying himself. At first troy nodded yes, but then added, "OH FUCK! Take me, give me what you know I need. You know I want it all." Was Troy asking to not just be fucked, but to be pozzed? In the small farming community where Troy grew up it was very religious. It was so religious they never taught sex education in school. There was no information provided on safe sex, the use of condoms or HIV. Thomas knew all this and why Troy was ripe for the 'picking' (or pozzing in this case). Thomas knew it was time to 'lube' the neg boy up and start getting his ass hungrier for his cock. He alternated between tongue and finger as he let Troy know, "I'm going to start getting you ready for what you really need." Troy again could only nod in agreement as he felt the transition from tongue to fingers. The first bit of tainted lube pushed in by a single finger into his tight hole made Troy gasp. It was followed by a little more lube and a second finger as Thomas slowly worked his fingers stretching and tearing at the walls getting them ready for his seed to be planted. A low moan was still escaping through Troy's lips as more lube was added along with a third finger. When Thomas pulled his three fingers from Troy's hole he marveled at how his hole seemed to stay open a few seconds as if it was asking for something more. Thomas knew exactly what it was asking for and knew it was time to booty bump the unsuspecting roommate. Thomas took the Tina shard with some more lube and slipped it inside as he let Troy know he was almost ready after he stretched him open some more. With his three fingers he pushed the shard in as far as it would go and then began to flex his fingers so that Troy would think the slight burn was from having his hole stretched open to accommodate the poz spike that was ready to breed him. Troy's ass began to respond as the shard inside him was almost completely melted. He began to grind his ass backwards onto Thomas's hand trying to get more inside. Thomas knew he was more than ready as he stood up behind his roommate, wrapped his arms around his body, positioned his cock at the entrance to his neg ass and slowly applied pressure trying to breach the outer ring. What surprised him was Troy pushing back and trying to impale himself onto his cock. As his cock head popped inside Troy let out a decent moan that was sure to be heard by anyone around the corner at the party. Both of them held still as Thomas first kissed Troy on neck before whispering, "Breathe in and just stay still, breathe in and relax, let your hole get accustomed to having a cock inside." The two were frozen still. As much as Thomas wanted to just go ahead and plow on in and fuck he knew that he needed to let Troy enjoy his first fuck, to learn the pleasure his ass would give others as well as the pleasure it would bring him when he let anyone fuck him. As the two stood there Thomas could feel Troy's hole start to relax and open up as it accepted his hard cock. He was already heavily leaking precum as he asked Troy, "How are you doing bro? Are you ready for some more of my cock in your hole?" Troy not only nodded he began to push back as Thomas took the cue and slowly pushed forward. Troy couldn't understand how all of a sudden he felt this hunger inside his ass that could only be satisfied by being filled by a dick, no not a dick, a cock. As he continued to moan he turned his head a little and asked Thomas, "Push it all in. Please push your cock all the way inside me. Make me yours." Thomas replied, "Only if your sure." About a third of his cock remained to be pushed inside as Troy nodded yes and added "I'm sure." Thomas first gave Troy a kiss on his neck. He didn't need to be asked again. With the position Troy was in and the hold he had on his body gave him the ability to thrust forward sinking his cock balls deep and eliciting a yelp (that was definitely heard by the party guests) followed by a satisfying moan. Thomas held still allowing Troy to get used to his thick, 8" cock before he st about slowly pistoning in and out of the former virgin. It took about 10 minutes for Thomas to give Troy his first poz load. The next load took a little longer. Troy continued to moan as Thomas began to fuck him making Thomas wonder if this was just cause it is his first time getting fucked or would he do this with anyone who fucked him as a whore. Thomas made sure that Troy was enjoying his fucking, although he figured he must be since he was pushing back to meet his inward thrusts. Thomas said, "I can tell your enjoying my cock inside you." Troy replied, "Yes I am. Are you enjoying having your big, thick cock inside me?" Thomas gave a nice hard thrust as he was close to delivering his second load and answered, "What does that tell you" while giving Troy a couple more hard thrusts eliciting the former virgin to moan with each one. Troy then asked, "Fuck me like you know I need to be fucked. Give it all to me. I want to feel you explode inside me." He had no idea what he had just asked for and Thomas wasn't going to let him down as he moved his arms from around Troy's body to placing his hands on Troy's hips as he began to power fuck his roommate. He delivered 2 more loads without Troys knowledge before his cum dump said, "Your cock feels so hard, so big inside me. It feels so good to have your cock inside me. Fuck, I need your cum inside me making me yours." The cum already inside Troy had him marked. The drugs he has already had, and soon to have more, will cement his brain to chase this feeling again and again with every man he is paid to service. Thomas was really pounding into Troy. He asked his fuck toy, "Are you sure you're ready for me to breed your ass?" Troy nearly shouted, "Yes, fuck yes, breed me!" That was enough to send Thomas over the edge as he slammed into Troy deeper than he had past the deep internal ring) and shot his biggest load. As the two were recovering from their fuck Thomas noticed a figure in the shadows. He knew it was Steve.

Part 22 Shortly after the weekend with Charlie, the twins went through their bout of the fuck flu. It did little to slow down their sex drive as they were left to spend their time in bed together. After they recovered from the fuck flu their sex drive seemed to multiply. They were sucking and fucking each other when ever they thought they were alone or able to get away with it. One night they were blowing some clouds and thought that their parents were out to dinner. Between the Tina in them and their over active sex drive they were careless as they were fucking. They were fucking in their bedroom with their door open enough that when their father walked by he couldn't help notice his two naked sons, one on his hands and knees and the other right behind his twin pounding away. Upon realizing what was going on he barged into their room calling them 'queer boys', 'faggots' and proceeded to kick them out on their gay asses. They grabbed what they could and stuffed it in their gym bags and quickly left the house they had grown up in the past 18 years. They only knew of one place to go and showed up at Steve's door. After hearing what had happened Steve told them they could live their (since that was the plan after they were to graduate in a few weeks). This also allowed them to do some more work for Steve as a twin sex couple. Things were fairly tame through the summer as the twins started to make Steve some nice money between their 'performances on the net and the occasional, 'personal and private appearance' with special individuals who paid Steve good money to spend time with two jock twins. On a sunny Wednesday morning as fall semester was approaching as the twins went to register for classes where they met Thomas. The twins knew Thomas was special and without saying a word between them had the same thought. Bam Bam, Robbie and the twins moved into the two bedroom after the co-eds moved out over the summer. This left the one bedroom open for rent and the studio was set up for the twin's to perform in along with anyone to take an unsuspecting hook-up in their to have the sex recorded (and hopefully a recorded stealth pozzing). Whether Thomas was gay or straight, the twins planned to get him into the studio, smoke him up and fuck him good. Thomas didn't think twice as the twins were very friendly asking all about himself. Thomas was very open with the twins as they learned he was far from home, all of his friends and classmates were going to either community college or a state school. It didn't take much to get Thomas interested in hanging out with the twins since classes were not set to start the following Monday. That night Thomas showed up at the apartment building meeting the twins at the studio apartment. The three guys chatted about high school, family and friends. What the twins did not know was that Thomas had his own dark thoughts about the twins. Out of the blue Thomas asked, "Do you guys smoke weed?" The twins didn't say a word as one of them pulled out a well packed bong and proceeded to light up. Soon the three were passing the bong back and forth while successfully getting Thomas to take more hit's then they were. The one thing Thomas didn't know was that the weed was dosed with Tina and his drink was spiked with GHB. As the drugs took effect it wasn't hard to get Thomas in the mood for something he knew deep down inside he wanted. Thomas further surprised the twins when he asked if they ever partied with anything other than weed. It was becoming clear to the twins (and Steve who was watching the action on camera) that Thomas was into more then they thought. Thomas could tell that there was 'something' in his drink and that the weed was more than weed as he knew the hunger for 'attention' was growing. Steve was able to control the temperature of the room and slowly raised the temperature causing the three guys to begin to strip down. Thomas was the first to remove his shirt as the twins followed his lead. The conversation continued and Thomas never mentioned a girlfriend as he talked a lot about one friend in particular. As the G and T in his system began to loosen his lips he let it slip about prom night spending the night with this one friend after dropping their dates at home. Thomas didn't hold much back as he talked about the two of them trying a new drug that got them horny as fuck that resulted in....... Thomas suddenly realized what he has said when he noticed that the twins were only wearing their underwear and had moved in closer to where he was sitting and he was naked. There was no denying it as they began to touch each other in ways only a man can touch and please another man. Thomas took a quick second to retrieve something from his cargo shorts pocket. The twins could see that he had that familiar glass pipe and a small zip lock bag of familiar crystal. The pipe was loaded and a torch was lit by one of the twins as the bowl was heated and Thomas took a huge hit before he handed it over to the twins. They were all naked now as they got high and proceeded to kiss, lick and suck. It didn't take long before Thomas mounted one of the twins and began to fuck him raw.

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,

Part 20 A few night later Matt showed the video of the boys to Steve. Steve knew the guy who hosted these partied main business was having his boys perform on camera. They had an agreement that they never tried int the other's line of business without consulting the other before. Steve knew that his friend rented his boys out on rare occasions and only to their 'fans' who paid to make their fantasy come true. Steve had always wanted a couple 'performance' boys to do live sex shows at private parties. He thought the idea of the twins working for him like that was a perfect idea. Since Matt discovered the talent he had rights to them as per their agreement. He called his buddy to discuss this before having Matt retrieve the twins for a private meeting where they'd get an offer they wouldn't refuse. Matt knew exactly how to contact the twins without drawing attention. He knew that they like to go on a run every night. He took Bam Bam and they waited down the block his Bam Bam car knowing the twins would stop to talk. After they left the party the twins were so out of the closet. The twins got in the back of Bam Bam's car and began to make out which progressed into cock sucking and ending with them fucking. The twins thanked the two men who helped them out of their shell. Matt told them, "Don't thank us yet. We can show you a lot more if you're interested." The twins were excited at the chance for these college men to teach them more and that's when they told Matt about their nightly run since their father wouldn't let them have cell phones. Upon seeing the car the twins made a quick stop at the open window and leaned in to hear what Matt had to say. Matt asked them when they would be able to get away for a night like they had that previous weekend. The twins looked at each other knowing that their parents had a wedding to go to that up coming weekend and they would be home alone from Thursday through Monday. Matt asked, "You think you could skip school on Friday?" to which the twins replied, "No problem." Matt told them to be ready after school and arranged a place to pick them up. The weekend quickly came and soon the twins were brought over to Steve's. They had no idea what was really planed for them they night as they were taken to the basement basement where they were allowed to shower and clean up (an out) as the final 'preparations' for the weekend were made. When the twins were ready they rejoined both only in their underwear, a now naked Matt and Bam Bam who had a naked Robbie with them. The twins quickly shucked what little they had in upon seeing their naked hosts before being shown the play area that was well equipped with a number of items that intrigued the twins. One thing they recognized were the two slings hanging in the middle of the room. They were then asked what they had been up to all week at home. The twins could hardly contain themselves as they confessed to fucking when ever they could with their parents in the next room while the three college men were already blowing clouds as Matt asked, "You just kissed and fucked? What but sucking cock?" With the twins staring at the pipe they admitted they had thought about that but liked fucking more. Matt told "It's time you learn" as the pipe was now being passed between the twins as Robbie dropped to his knees and directed the twins to join him as he began to suck Matt's cock first (since he is not as big as his boyfriend, Bam Bam) taking the rod into his throat a couple times before switching to Bam Bam's cock which he had no problem deep throating his monster cock. The whole time the twins were watching they were blowing some impressive clouds. After some instruction it was time for the twins to try sucking both cocks. Knowing this was (possibly/probably) not easy for them to accomplish, they wanted to see them try. After only being able to get the cock to the back of their throats it was time for Plan B. That's where Robbie really was going to fit in with his smaller cock. They then had the twins start taking sucking on Robbie and soon they were deep throating him with ease. Then the twins moved onto taking turns sucking each other since they each seemed to have bigger cocks them Robbie, but not nearly what Matt and Bam Bam were packing. The plan here was mostly Steve's with the idea of getting them into sucking each other for an audience making suggestions they took turns sucking each other. Once the Matt was satisfied that the twins had found a 'new hobby' to occupy their time he figured it was going to take a little more to get them to swallow cum. It was time for a little G before the twins were going to be shown the finer points of swallowing. They were each given a cup of G laced cola and tole to drink it all down as they continued to play with each other as the 3 college men watched. As the action continued they were prompted as to what they should do as the G took effect. The audience grew as the action between the twins continued until it was clear that they were going to need more 'chemical' courage. When Steve finally joined the small group he was introduced to the twins. He asked the twins how much they were enjoying their new found mutual pleasure. After the twins admitted to Steve, the gather group and themselves that they each had thought about sex with each other. Steve then told them how they could make some money working for him, but they needed to be able to follow direction. He then asked them about their fucking each other and if they liked dumping their load inside the other's ass. The twins admitted they liked that the best. The twins were then asked about swallowing the other's cum, to which the twins admitted that they were a little apprehensive about swallowing since their (straight) male friends admitted that girls they would get blow jobs from didn't like to swallow. That's when Bam Bam stepped forward with Robbie who quickly knelt at his (more dominant) boyfriend's feet and began sucking cock like his life depended on it for life. The twins watched as Bam Bam placed his hand on the back of Robbie's head to prevent him from pulling off (as if he would even try) and within a few minutes it was very clear Bam Bam was ready to blow his load. Bam Bam grunted as he filled Robbie's mouth. Steve whispered something to the twins as they watch only nodding in agreement. He looked to Matt and nodded. Matt then appeared with 2 sets of ankle and wrist restraints. The twins were then bound before each was given a small slam. One by one the twins were getting his mouth 'raped' by a member of the small group gathered not being given a chose as to swallow (or not). Steve and Matt were the first to feed the twins a load. After they were done each of the guys who came to watch the new sex performers "audition" took a turn giving the twins a taste of cum. Within a couple hours the twins were freely swallowing and ended the 'audition' by 69'ing until each had tasted his brother's cum. To celebrate their new found love of cum Steve told the twins that they could get into the slings and be slammed again as they would be gang banged like the previous weekend. Neither twin said a word as they climbed into the slings and (without the need of being restrained), freely took a large slam. As each twin coughed out and rode what would eventually would become familiar to them just before taking a load from every guy present but multiple loads from Steve, Matt, Bam bam and Robbie.

Part 19 The twins eyes were darkened by the drugs that had just been pumped into their bodies they not only took their first cock, but their first raw, poz cock as Matt and Bam Bam began by slamming their cocks balls deep. Matt's twin let out a strong moan as he was impaled. Bam Bam's twin yelled out in pain as the 9" hard as steel rod penetrated deep inside piercing his deep inner ring in the process. They each started off slowly pulling their cock out before slowly pushing back in while pulling on the sling as they brought the twin back towards them hoping to penetrate a little deeper with each thrust (if that was possible). It was very evident by the sounds being made by the twin Mat was fucking that he was definitely enjoying his first fuck. The other twin's yelps of pain began to quickly change to moans of pleasure as he too was getting into being fucked. Those who had joined the action going on in the play room quickly began to surround both slings as first Bam Bam then Matt began to speak to their twin. They were saying to each twin things like, "Your liking that cock in your ass?" and "Are you ready to be a cum dump?"In their drugged up state the twins were giving into the pleasure of the fuck by answering "Yes" or "Fuck yeah." The speed at which the twins were getting fucked began to increase as the poz talk from those gathered around watching began to egg Matt and Bam Bam on bring them closer to depositing the first, of many, charged loads into the twins. Bam Bam was this first to ask the question if his twin, "Are you ready to get knocked up? Are you ready to get pregnant?" as he felt his impending orgasm approach. Matt didn't ask his twin, hr told him, "I'm about to fucking poz your neg ass and make you my bitch" to which his twin replied, "I am your bitch." Shortly after that was said Matt yelled out, "FUCK! I'M CUMMING!" as he slammed in deep getting the tip of his cock through the internal ring as he fired his poz seed inside his bitch twin. Upon hearing Matt, Bam Bam yelled out, "OH FUCK!" as he slammed in deep depositing his poz load deep inside his twin. They each began to slowly piston in and out as they worked their loads into the batter walls of the twin they had just bred. After pulling out they were quickly replaced by one of the party goers as each twin began to get gang bang. No one took count of how many loads each twin took that night until Matt and Bam Bam watched the video the party host had shot. The count was nearly 3 dozen for each twin. As the party crowd began to thin Matt had an idea, he knew the twin he sat with in the car and had fucked first was dominated at times by his brother. He knew a way to change the 'playing field' (so to speak) as he first administered a shot of Caverject into the twins soft, Tina dick as Bam Bam gave the other twin another slam. Matt then help his twin out of the sling as the Caverject began working on getting his dick hard. He led him over to his brother and whispered in his ear so his drugged up and still bound in the sling twin could not hear. The now free twin stepped up to his bother's ass with his hard 76.5" cock and without mercy began to pound the hell out of his brother. The twin on the receiving end of this hard fuck began to moan in pleasure as he brother said to him, "From now on you're my cum dump bitch!" It took him a good 45 minutes but he finally shot his load inside his brother proclaiming, "I now own your cunt ass bitch!"

I had been back in London for a few weeks, after years away, and had not had a chance to seek out any gay cruising haunts, all the ones I had known in the 90's were gone, but after I got a job on a building site in the borough and was carrying on with my closeted life. There was no chance that any of the other guys were up for a bit of cock action. I had just finished a Saturday morning shift (Saturdays are half days on building sites) and most of the other lads were either going to football matches or home to the family. I decided I'd hit one of the local pubs before heading home, so I went into a little pub near Borough Station and ordered up my usual bottle of Becks and started reading a paper. After a few minutes I got the feeling I was being watched and realised a guy was furtively steeling glances at me, but as it was definately not a gay bar I just ignored my feeling and got back to my paper. After a while I headed to to toilet for a piss and was pleased and surprised to find the guy who I thought had been watching me, follow me in. He gave me a smile as he pulled up to the next urinal and fished his dick out of his jeans. When I saw he was semi-hard I knew where this was going, or at least, I thought I did. At this point I should describe myself. I am 33 and in pretty good shape from working the building game for the last five years, am six feet in height, 12.5 stone and have a smooth body with a nice seven inch dick. I have never been out, and other than the guys I've had sex with, pretty much no-one else knows I'm gay. Back to Saturday afternoon now.... "So, you been working today", the guy with the semi said, starting up a conversation. I checked him out and we were a pretty good match, about the same age, height and weight, although I must admit his dick looked like it had an extra inch or two on mine. "Yes mate, just finished on the site" I replied, stroking my own semi now to let him know I was interested. "Any plans for the afternoon?" he asked, still stroking his now hard and very nice dick. "No, I'm easy" I said, adding "I haven't made any plans yet." He told me had a place five minutes away and asked me if I wanted to come round, introducing himself as Stuart. "Sure mate" I said, "I'm Al." We got to his place in the promised five minutes, and he immediately started stripping off his clothing. He had a lean body with a dusting of hair on his chest and abs, and when his shorts came off, his dick stood proud at a good eight inches with a lovely big mushroom head already dripping some pre-cum. By this time I was also naked, and I immediately went down onto my knees and put the tip of my tongue againt his slit and lapped up the trickle of juice oozing from his tool. I worked my way round his dickhead before enveloping the bellend wholly in my mouth and tasting his hot cock. As an expert deepthroat, it wasn't long before his whole dick was sliding in and out of my throat. He moved us onto his bed and, as I continued sucking on his dick, he starting fingering at my ass while I ladled some of the thick gloopy spit you produce when giving deepthroat onto my ass to lube his fingers and my ass. "Man, I want to fuck that ass" he commented as he continued opening up my hole with his fingers, adding "I wanna feel my dick inside that hot hole. Suck my dick and make it real hard and wet for your hole." "Fuck Stuart, I want your dick in my hole. Don't worry mate, you can have as much of my ass as you like. I'll make sure your dick is good and hard to fuck me, dig out the condoms and get ready to fill my hole." Stuart pulled his dick away from me and got off the bed, suddenly the whole mood had changed. "What's up mate, what did I say? I thought we were going well." "Fuck sake Al, why did you have to mention condoms? I only fuck bareback. I fucking hate condoms, I never use them. I was hoping to fuck you raw. A fuck isn't a fuck unless you finish the job and dump your load in a hot ass. That's what's on offer here, mate. If you want to get fucked, you're gonna take it raw - and you are gonna have to take a load. Sorry Al, but that's the way it is." Well fuck me, we've all had the bareback fantasies, imagining taking loads, feeling a guy cum inside us, and now here it was, on offer, right infront of me, and on offer from a real horny fucker with a dick like a pornstar. "Sorry Stuart, I didn't mean to ruin the mood. I just assumed it would be with a condom, but if bareback is what's on offer, then bareback it is!" There it was. I said it. I had just agreed to my first bareback fuck! I didn't know I was going to say it until the words came out my mouth but I said yes to bareback and I had the biggest hardon of my life! The change in the mood now was even more marked than before, but this time it was a change for the better. A big change for the better! A real evil smirk appeared on Stuarts face as he told me to kneel on the edge of the bed and let him see my asshole. I knelt on the bed and raised my ass in the air exposing my hole to him, ready to take my first raw dick. I felt his dickhead rub up and down going over my hole, smearing me with his precum and teasing at my bud, then he started working it in, gently easing the head into my well-lubed hole until my ass muscles clamped round the mushroom head as it passed my sphincter. I had never felt more fucking horny in my life. He continued easing his dick into my ass until I felt his pubes on my back and his balls touching mine, then he started long slow strokes in and out, over and over, just massaging my guts with his huge mushroom cock. "How does that feel AL?", he asked as he fucked away at my ass, "there's no better feeling than raw cock inside you, is there? I can tell how much you love my raw cock. You're purring like fucking kitten - you're fucking loving it." I was loving it, and I told him as much, but honestly there was no need: my body was sending out messages that I could never find words to convey. "OK Al, turn over onto your back. I'm getting pretty close and I want us to be face to face, eyeball to eyeball, when I give you your first load. I want your eyes to tell me how much you want it, and I want you to see in my eyes exactly what I am giving you." For the few seconds that he was out of my ass when we were adjusting positions I felt so empty. This experience was very different than anything I had felt before. It was really intense and I didn't just want that dick back inside me, I needed that dick back inside me! I lay on my back and raised my legs onto his shoulders, not taking my eyes off of his as he re-entered my hole, quickly resuming a steady and intense fucking motion using my ass as it had never been used before. Every stroke felt like heaven, and now I could look into his eyes and see how much it meant to him, it meant even more to me. I had to please this man, I had to give him what he wanted. I had to take his load. "No going back now, no going back now," he said, adding "After you have taken this boy, everything changes. There's no going back, for what you are about to receive you should be truly thankful. No going back Al. This is it. This is where it all changes. Fuck Al, there's no going back." He managed one more time as he let out a huge roar as he started dumping his seed deep inside me. He never closed his eyes and never took them off my eyes for a single second as pumped load after load of seed into me. After a few minutes he collapsed on top of me and we lay there, him still inside me, for about ten minutes before he had the energy to move or speak. He gently slipped his dick out of my ass and kissed me on the lips, asking "Do you know what just happened? Do you know what I just gave you?" I kissed him and with a smile replied "I think you may just have given me my freedom." He smiled broadly. Over the rest of Saturday, Sunday and Monday, when I called the site to say I couldn't come in, I thought I'd picked up a bug. Stuart was either on the phone or the net, getting all his buddies to come over and play with his new toy - me! By the time I finally went home on Monday night, I had gone from vanilla closet boy, to bareback slut, having taken 14 loads from his friends and an additional five from Stuart. Every time I took a load that weekend he asked me if I knew what I had just been given, and every time I replied "Yes, and thank you!"

MY FIRST EVER VISIT TO A GAY SAUNA PART I I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my slender waist. It had taken a while to clean me out properly, but I didn't want to take any risks on my first ever visit to a gay sauna. Now I was squeaky-clean on the inside up to my chin. Well, almost up to my chin. I was nervous as hell and tried to calm myself down. Don't worry. The worst thing that can happen to you is that they throw you out of the sauna the moment you cross the threshold. And you know that chances are high that this moron Chris was just telling stories. One week ago Chris, a boy from the neighborhood, had come over for one of our regular jerk off sessions. He kept bragging about sneaking into a gay sauna and finally dared me to try the same. I knew that he was most probably lying, but I just couldn't let him call me a pussy. I moved over to my bedroom and stopped in front of my mirrored wardrobe to take a look around. A while ago, I got tired of my old Transformers wallpaper. Don't get me wrong, I loved it, at least in the beginning, but I guess I'd just grown out of this stuff. So I did my best to hide it with posters showing my favourite soccer players - most of them shirtless- and now the walls were covered with pictures of Christiano Ronaldo and David Beckham. He'd always been my favourite. Can't tell you how many times I jerked off thinking of Becks' perfect abs. I even managed to get a Freddie Ljungberg poster, one of those he did for CK, you know. Love his chiselled cheekbones. The walls were plastered with half-naked men. I took in the scenery. Hard to believe my parents never suspected anything. Well, maybe they did. But this was not the time to worry about that. I had other things to do. My parents were gone for the weekend, leaving the house to me, and I was going to make the most of it. I turned back to the wardrobe, watching my reflection on the mirrored doors intently, running my hands over my flat tummy, my fingers circling the compartments of my sixpack, then trailing down the deep middle cleft until they reached my cute belly button. I grinned. Becks, you better watch out. Dropping the towel, I turned around and grabbed my firm asscheeks, pulling them apart to reveal my hairless crack and pink hole. It was reddened and gaped slightly after the thorough enema . Very nice, I thought, but this is not gonna get you inside. The problem was my face. No, I'm no troll, thank you! But one look at my face convinced me that this was not going to work like this. My mom has always called me her little imp and with those pouty lips, green eyes, snub nose and the mop of red curly hair, I looked just a tad too cute and innocent for my purpose. Maybe a baseball cap would do the job. Well, at least it covered most of those curls and the peak shadowed my face. Pull it down some more, no time for vanity here. And now give me a stern look, I know you can do it. I tried to look as mean as I could. I really did, but my pathetic attempts just had me snorting with laughter. Well, fuck it. Then the cap will have to suffice. Now get dressed. No, not that shirt. No Transformers today. Better borrow some stuff from Dad's wardrobe, and put it back before he knows what happened. And here I was, standing in a narrow side street, the iron door to the gay sauna just across from me. No idea if this was intended, but it sure looked intimidating to me. I checked left and right. No one around, so if you really want it, then this is the time. I crossed the street and stopped in front of the grey door. My hands were sweating profusely. Ring the bell, moron. The sudden sound of the buzzer made me jump. Push. I pushed. The reception was not nearly as run-down as the outside had promised. Or as depraved as I had expected. Disappointment crept into my mind. This didn't look like the den of iniquity from Chris' story. Not at all. Actually, it looked more like the kitchen of a hospital or something: chrome and white tiles everywhere. "Can I help you?" asked a deep, friendly voice. I jumped again. From across the tiled counter, a tall, muscular man in his 40s or maybe 50s was looking at me, his intense grey eyes scanning my body, trying to size me up. Being only 5' 7'' myself, most guys seem tall to me, but this specimen easily measured 6' 4''. And he was packing muscles. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, impressive pecs that stretched the fabric of his muscle shirt nicely. What struck me most was that though very muscular, he still looked lean, more like a long-distance runner than a body-builder. There was not an ounce of fat on him and thick veins travelled down his forearms and onto the back of his big hands. His face looked ascetic, almost like that of a hermit. Piercing grey eyes deep in their sockets, overshadowed by bushy eyebrows, prominent cheekbones and somewhat hollow cheeks. He was bald, but the rest of his body more than made up for the lack of hair on top of his head. The lower half of his face was covered by a neatly trimmed beard, black with some grey in it, accompanied by a bushy mustache long enough to hide his lips from my view. There was a dense layer of coarse salt-and-pepper fur on his pecs as well and his strong arms were hairy all over, from his wrists up to his shoulders. His shirt was damp from the warm, humid air and clang to the guy's skin, clearly showing the outlines of his big, pointy nipples. There were sweat marks at the armholes and suddenly I realized that I could actually smell his rich, manly scent. My hole twitched in response and, as if sensing my thoughts, the guy whose face had been totally free of expression until now smirked at me, showing his big, white teeth for the first time. "Hi, my name's Harry. So again, can I help you?" With that he reached out his big, furry paw. I took a deep breath. Ok, now don't ruin it. Deep voice, stern look. I stepped up to the counter and we shook hands. "Nice to meet you, I'm Kevin," I said in my deepest voice. Stern look, I reminded myself. That's when I realized that from my new position closer to the counter I had a perfect view of his tight-fitting gym shorts and the huge bulge they tried to conceal. I had seen a cock or two before. Well, three actually. But those had been the dicks of boys my own age and whatever was waiting behind this thin layer of cotton went far beyond my limited experience. I stared. I gawked. Maybe I even salivated, but I can't tell for sure. My recollection is somewhat blurred. "Your first time in here?", Harry asked with an amused tone in his voice. "Hm?" I clearly had my mind on other things. I was staring at his crotch and it must have felt the attention, because the bulge was heaving , shifting and finally snaking down the leg of his adidas shorts. I licked my lips absent-mindedly. The tip of his cock would be appearing any second now. That's when Harry coughed loudly. My head shot up and I blushed. Moron, moron, moron. Congratulations, well done. Your gonna get yourself kicked out of here. "Your first time in here? Don't think you've been here before, at least not on my shift. A cutie like you wouldn't have escaped my attention." He winked at me and I cracked a smile. So much about the stern look, moron. I blushed again. "But this might not be your day of the week" Harry added questioningly. "We're having our 'Twinks Night' on Saturdays, so maybe you'd rather wait until the weekend instead. At the moment there's quite a lot of business in there" he motioned to the door next to the counter that apparently led to the locker room and whatever was waiting behind it. "But it's mostly guys like me, you know, old and hairy and bearded and most of us are...well, don't mind, so if that's not what you came here for...", his voice trailed off. "Nooo", I said, maybe a little too enthusiastically. "If all of them are only half as hot as...uh, I mean...I really like older guys...like you." Harry gave me one last, questioning look, as if he was mulling something over inside his head, but then he shrugged it off and guided me through the procedure, handed me a towel, a pair of flip-flops and the key to my locker. "You find little sachets of lube over there. Condoms, too, if need be." I nodded my head fiercely. Finally something I was 100% sure of in these strange surroundings. After all we'd discussed that at school more than once. "You should always use condoms", I said with deep conviction. He just shrugged his shoulders. "Most guys in here don't think so. Fucking feels way better without a rubber, they say." They don't use condoms? I was honestly shocked. But Harry interrupted my thoughts. "Listen, Kevin. My shift is ending in 20 minutes. My buddy Carl should be arriving any minute to replace me. What about I give you the tour and show you around a bit once I'm off duty?" I think, he must have misinterpreted my incredulous look, because he raised one of his furry eyebrows. "Only if you want me to, of course." I gulped. Keep it cool, don't seem too eager, moron. "Sure, that would be nice." "Okay, when you exit the locker room, you gotta turn right and follow the hallway until you reach the jacuzzi. Why don't you get inside the tub and relax for a while and I'll meet you there as soon as Carl arrives. I nodded my approval, grabbed my stuff and entered the locker room. As soon as Harry was out of sight, I slumped against the wall and exhaled deeply. I was inside the sauna and no one had asked for my ID. Not even mentioned it. A smile of relief spread across my face, slowly turning into a broad grin. Harry would join me in the tub and maybe he'd do a lot more with me... When the boy disappeared behind the corner, Harry reached under the counter and produced a bottle of lubricant and a Ziploc filled with a white powder. The lube had already been laced with T, but in this case he'd better increase the dose. Kevin was cute as a button, but the kid seemed way to strict about safer sex. Harry couldn't stand fundamentalists. Sometimes they just needed to be outwitted. When Carl, a goateed redhead in his mid-40s with a burly, hirsute body and a fat, veiny cock, finally arrived, Harry was leaning against the counter, staring into the air with a wicked grin all across his face . "Hey, Harry, what's up?" Carl yelled to shake his colleague out of his daydream. The two men greated each other with a big bear-hug. They'd been buddies for almost two decades now and over the years they had shared quite a number of boy-bottoms. Or at least for the first fifteen years of their friendship. This came to a sudden halt, when first Carl and later Harry as well were tested HIV-positive. While HAART had no side effects on Carl, Harry's libido pretty much zeroed. He just couldn't get it up anymore. And watching Carl fucking a boy and licking his buddy's poz-cum from the kid's gaping boycunt afterwards didn't seem to make for a long-distance solution. Their relationship deteriorated day by day and when they stopped talking to each other completely, they realized that there was only one alternative that worked for them. The next morning both men stopped taking their meds. And never looked back. Not only had their sex life gone back to normal. The two of them seemed to be hornier than ever before in their life. Sometimes the mere thought of what was brewing inside their balls brought them close to the edge of cumming. Harry had always been a "dripper," but making an unaware teenboy beg for his load had him dripping toxic precum like your proverbial faucet. And the knowing look on Harry's face when the boyhole started making those telltale squishy noises every time he rammed his fat cock home was just priceless. Happy like a pig in the mud. How Carl had longed to see his buddy like this during the difficult years. Harry was all that counted for him, fuck the boys. Literally. PART II in the making (let me know which direction you'd like the story to take)

PART 1 i was 21 when i got pozzed. i happened during a vacation in the USA. i was visiting NYC with a friend of mine. one evening i decided to go to a bathhouse i ended up in a cruising club. there were only a handful guys my age. most guys were around 35 - 40. after 30 minutes walking around in my towel i got eye contact with a hot ripped black dude. he started following me so i decided to drop my towel so he could see my ass. he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall. he asked my where i came from because i didn't look American. i told him that i came from amsterdam. we talked some more. he asked me if i wanted to go to his cabin; i said yes. In his cabin he also dropped his towel and i was amazed by his enormous dick dangling. i asked how big it was and he told me it was 11.5 inch when it was hard. he asked me if i could take something that big in my ass. i said i never had a cock that big but that i already played several years with some big and long dildo's. i started to lick and suck his cock that started to grow and began to ooze precum. He turned me around and made my hole wet. Then he put his finger in a bag, when it came out it was covered in some white powder. he said that it would relax me more. he stuck his finger up my ass and start moving around. My ass started to burn. but he told me that the burning feeling will go a way. i was laying flat on my stomach legs spread while he lube up my ass and started to shove more fingers in my ass. a stranger feeling started to come over me. i was getting hot and became super horny. i started to push my ass up so i could feel his fingers deeper. he stopped and started to mount me. i felt the head of his huge cock pressing against my sphincter. he then said to me: "listen, i'm not wearing a condom because my cock is to big. and even if they would fit i don't use them. hate the feeling. you can leave now if you don't like it...". until that moment i only fucked bare with close friends. but i was so horny that i replied with "fuck me". he grabbed my shoulders and thrust his hips forward. my ass gave way for his huge cock. my ass was used to big dildo's but didn't prepare me for his black rod. i wanted to scream but he placed his hand over my mouth. he shove his dick deeper in side me. only the last 2 inch didn't go in. so he grab some poppers and held it under my nose. "inhale deep" he said. "more". after i inhaled deep he told me to hold my breath, but after 10 seconds i wanted to exhale via my nose, but before i knew he held my nose shut with the other hand. i started to struggle but i was pinned down. he was suffocating me. i saw stars and started to blackout. He took away his hand. at the same time i gasped for air he pushed his hips forward. my second sphincter gave way and he sank his whole length in my ass. the feeling was so intense that i could only moan softly. my body was shivering. after a few minutes i felt his cock slowly retracting. he grab his bag again, so i turned my head and saw that he was putting a good amount on the tip of his cock. then i felt how he shoved his cock deep in me. "in a few minutes you will meet Tina again and this time she will make you go wild". i had no idea what he meant and i didn't care. he had me in his power. then i felt a rush going trough me. i became warm. he saw me grabbing my hair and knew that the Tina did his job. he grab my wrists and put them above my head. his hips start to move. slowly he took out his cock a bit and plunged it back in my ass. with each stroke he pulled out more of his BBC. His strokes became longer and faster. then he said "your ass is great i can't hold back my first load much longer. do you want me to cum?". i replied with a loud moan. "you want me to keep fucking?" he asked. again i replied with a loud moan. "if you want me to cumfuck you... then tell me that you wanted it." he said. "do you want my cum?" he asked. I moaned back "yes". "Inside you?".... "Yessss. come inside me!". "No matter what?"... "Noooo... i want all!". "are you sure?! i will knock you up... merge my DNA with yours"... "My ass is yours... make it yours". Then he started to grunt. "I'm cumming" he shouted. he plunged his dick deep in my ass. i felt the cum shooting out. he waited a few seconds and started fucking me again. "I'm still coming... do you feel my toxic cum breeding you?". i heard him say 'toxic' but i was to high to process what he said. "Breed your bitch!" i moaned. MORE TO CUM!

I'm on the table waiting for the masseuse. My eyes are closed and in my mind I am working on another chapter to my "Sensual, Sexy Massage Therapist" fantasy. I watch as that hot little vixen goes down on my girlfriend when, in the distance I hear footfalls drawing near. My eyes fly open and there I see one of the spa's male attendants. He's got sandy, blond hair, cut surfer-boy style, deeply tanned skin, clad in white shorts and a matching tee shirt that cling tightly to his superhero-like body. I am in total awe and cannot help but stare. Christ... he looks like a mountain of solid muscle... He turns to me and says, "Hi, I'm Lonnie." Silence... ...Silence... still staring… My mind hiccups and jiggers, sputtering to access the speech functions... "I ... ah... ummmmm... hi...," I stutter, coughing to buy time. "... I'm Charley." "Hello Charley… nice to meet you." Lonnie looks down at his clipboard. "You're here for a full body, deep tissue, yes?" I stare back at him. Silence... That's what I said I wanted when I made the appointment. It's just that I'm not so sure about having a GUY give it to me... "Yeah...," I finally say. "But... ummmmm.... I wasn't expecting you to be a guy.... Where's Jenna, the girl who usually takes care of me?" "Oh... Jenna's moved on to another site. Promoted her to manager," Lonnie smiles before finally adding, "Hey man, don't worry about it. I'm a professional." "It's just that I've never had a guy... well, I've never had a guy touch my body like that," I confide, blushing. Again, Lonnie smiles. "I hear that all the time. Don't worry about it, man. Like I said, I'm a professional." More silence as I ponder my decision and every possible implication from every possible angle. What would it mean to have a guy touching my body for so long?' What if I get an erection? Does that mean I'm gay? Is HE gay? Not that there's anything wrong with that... What'll I do if he tries to put the 'moves' on me? What if I like it...? He preps his oils and towels while my head spins with crippling, circular inquiry. Before I know it, Lonnie gets started.... He's a true pro and can clearly sense my unease. So he makes small talk, guy talk mostly: Women, sports, dirty jokes - topics to put my homophobia to rest. There is a certain quality to his voice - velvety smooth and calm; it makes me WANT to hear him talk. He goes on and on but I'm not hearing what he's saying as I am lost in the sound of his voice. I close my eyes and relax as Lonnie talks and works away. My apprehensions fade and I drift off into a semi-dreamlike state. I feel my body grow warmer and warmer under his magic touch and before long I am putty in his hands. Lonnie moves around to the head of the table as he works my upper back, neck and shoulders. His smooth voice seems to project directly into my mind, like I am not so much hearing him talk as I am receiving his thoughts. He instructs me to flip onto my back and I wordlessly comply. Back to work, Lonnie's powerful hands cradle the back of my head and from there he gently inches me back so that my head hangs back over the edge of the table. I open my eyes to see that I am looking directly into the crotch of Lonnie's tight, white shorts. From this vantage point I can clearly see an obscenely huge bulge extending down along his left inner thigh. It is very thick and very long, stretching all the way down to within an inch of the cuff of his shorts. My first reaction is total disbelief. Nobody has a dick like that! Then, as if he can read my mind, Lonnie moves in closer so that his crotch brushes across my nose and I feel the unmistakable squish of hot, living flesh under the fabric of his shorts. Holy Christ! That thing is REAL! "Getting hot in here," says Lonnie, drawing away. "Mind if I lose the shirt?" He strips away the tight tee before the question even registers with me. If I cared, I'd notice that his torso is cut like chiseled marble, waxed and smooth like polished stone. As it is, I cannot get over the massive bulge in Lonnie's shorts and the realization that I am aroused... "You like the way that feels?" he asks as he works away at my upper chest and shoulders with powerful, well oiled hands. The sound of his velvet smooth voice draws my attention and I turn my eyes to meet his. Lonnie stops and stares at me. He's waiting for my answer. "Yessssssssssssssss," I whisper as he takes the thin sheet that covers me from the waist down and folds it back to my knees, exposing my stiffening dick. Embarrassed, flushing red heat fills my cheeks and then spreads through my body like a slow creeping fire. My modest cock stiffens with the sudden rush of hot blood, pulsing and throbbing with every beat of my heart. "I see...," he says, wrapping his slippery hand around my cock. "How about this?" he asks, 'squoozing' my rock-hard boner. "Do you like this?" "Oh god..." I gasp. "I... ah... ohhhh..." I sputter. Already the onrush of orgasm wells up from within my belly. I stare into Lonnie's dark eyes, desperately trying to keep from shooting off in his hand. Try as I might, my efforts prove futile. "ooooohhhhhHHMMYYYYYYYYYYYGOD!" I cry as my cock sprays a tremendous load of cum, leaving warm puddles of pearly white cream splattered across my belly and chest. Simultaneously exhausted, deeply ashamed and burning with runaway lust, I pant and gasp to catch my breath while Lonnie expertly milks the last of my cum from my dick. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm......" he purrs as he brings his jizz-dripping fingers to my mouth. His icy eyes stare into mine. I've never tasted boy cum before, not even my own, but I know I cannot resist this invitation. I part my lips and one by one, Lonnie slips his dripping digits into my mouth. "That's right, Charley," he whispers. "Clean that cum off my fingers." He need not prompt me for as I suck each finger dry I am amazed to find that my cum doesn't taste the least bit bad. In fact, it tastes really good. It tastes... it tastes like me. I can't explain it any other way. I work his fingers over with lips and tongue until Lonnie pulls them away from my mouth. He backs away from the table, turns his back and without a word sheds his shorts. Then he turns again to face me. "...oh...my...gawwwwwd..." I gasp. His cock is ENORMOUS - swinging low between his thighs. Not yet fully erect, it looks to be 8 or 9 inches long and round as a Red Bull can! I can't take my eyes off his horse-sized cock. It is my singular focus. And as I stare, preoccupied with Lonnie's inhuman dick, he steps up to the side of the table and in one smooth display of athleticism, mounts the table, landing astride my chest. THWAPPPPP - his heavy shaft slaps down hard across my cheek as he perfectly sticks the landing. Kneeling over me, Lonnie takes hold of his cock and waves it over my face. Speechless, I watch as it swells and grows, bigger and bigger - filling out and stretching longer and longer till it extends the full distance from the base of my neck to beyond my hairline! He looks down into my eyes and smiles. "Are you ready, Charley?" he asks, rubbing his hot dick all over my face. "Are you ready for this big cock?...." "pppllleeaasseeee..." I whimper. "Please, what?" Lonnie teases, inching back till the swollen tip rests on my lips. My mouth and tongue work frantically trying to suck him into my mouth. But Lonnie keeps his big cock just out of my reach. "Please, what?" he repeats. "Please... Lonnie... give it to me..." I plead. "You want this? Then say it," he says flatly. "You have to ask me real nice. Say, 'Please let me suck your big cock'. Say I like you mean it." I form the words in my head and let them fly. "Lonnie, please. Please let me suck your big cock. Please???" He looks down at me as I speak, reveling in my total submission. At first, I am sure he is going to make me say it again. But then, after a still moment or two, he slowly lowers his knob again to my lips. "Here you go, Charley. Open up..." Lonnie clasps the sides of my head with his big and powerful hands. A gentle squeeze informs me that, if he wishes, he can crush my skull and there is nothing I can do to stop him. I have no choice but to relax my jaw to take him into my mouth. "No, boy," he insists. He wants this to be a certain way. "I've got an idea." With that, Lonnie climbs down, moves to the head of the table and immediately sets to work lowering the back board; adjusting the angle so that I am laying on an incline - feet up. "Okay... let's try this again," Lonnie smiles, moving in closer and guiding his long, fat cock down to my lips to lightly rub it over my cheeks and nose. "Now... open your mouth, boy. Kiss it... like you're kissing your girlfriend's tit. Give it a nice... long... wet kiss...." Riding high on a crest of submissive desire, I slather his hot, smooth cock with wet kisses; licking and sucking until I taste something more than his flesh on my tongue. "Mmmmmmmmmm... yeah Charley, drink me. Taste me...," he whispers. I look up into his eyes and comply. I suck him like I've been doing it all my life. Lonnie's eyes relax into pleased slits; grinning satisfaction spreads across his face. "Yeah... that's it," he says. "Suck my big dick," his thrusting hips driving his giant cock in and out of my mouth. Soon he moves in perfect rhythm with my sucking and we work together like a single beast. We pick up the pace. Lonnie drives his cock to the back of my throat. At first I gag and choke but manage to keep from blowing chunks. Each time he presses into my gag reflex zone I heave... but every time a bit less than the time before. He blunts my sensitivity with constant, calculated contact until finally the opening of my throat relaxes completely. I am wide open for his monster cock! Lonnie senses my condition. He looks into my eyes and claims, "Now... I'm gonna make you mine." He drives hard into my mouth - forcing his cock into my throat! It sinks all the way into my esophagus before he pulls clear. "That's real good, boy," Lonnie says. "You suck my cock better than my girlfriend!" Again he drives deep, setting his pace for the sprint down home stretch. In and out - over and over - deeper and deeper - Lonnie's cock sinks into my throat until his big, fat balls rest across the bridge of my nose! "Oh yeah...that feels sooooooo gooooooood..." he sighs, grinding his crotch into my face as he attains his deepest penetration. "AHHHhhhHhHhhhhh!" he growls, cutting loose with a tremendous orgasm. His cock jumps and jerks deep down in my gullet, shooting off like a fire-hose - filling my stomach with his cum! "Drink meeee... suck it ALL, boy!" Lonnie hisses, pumping away at my throat until his slippery cock-sauce spills from my nostrils and sprays out of my mouth. He's filled me COMPLETELY! Finally… mercifully, he throws his hips back and hauls his dick from my mouth, clearing my lips with a loud, wet, SCHLUPPPPOP! He grasps his big cock with both hands, aims it at my face and hoses me down with the last of his ocean sized load.

Hi Billy-great story,and you seem to have dealt with your seduction as a boy rather well...Maybe this story-yours,mine and all the other guys who had a young introduction to gay sex-is much more common than polite society wants to believe.Sad your lover didn't see the value in developing a relationship with you.You may have interpreted that as rejection when it was probably the legal consequences he was responding to.Was fortunate to have several older guys in my young sex life who formed a window into an adult world and life into which I was growing.I saw how work,marriage,money and friendships- all the stuff of which adult life is composed -articulated in a man's daily activities.Saw lots of men who were unhappy with their life situation too-trapped in loveless marriages,had wives who drank were true bitches etc and swore I would NEVER get trapped like THAT.I OWE all those guys a debt of thanks for helping the younger me develop a perspective that remains to this day.None of us is here to be miserable,a martyr on someone else's cross.Sometimes wonder if some older men develop a sexual interest in boys as a way of re-connecting with a time in their own lives when they were happier carefree and innocent.

Love GH breeding. I was at Cumunion some months ago and put my cock through the glory hole. Happily a warm wet mouth took my cock in and was giving me great pleasure till I was rock hard. The mouth was replaced by a warm ass sliding down my shaft. It was so wet and warm. I fucked it for awhile but couldn't hold back and shot a nice load deep inside. I never pull out! He pushed back and we kept our bodies connected until all my cum was deep in him and my cock stopped pulsing. I slowly pulled out with a big smile..It was amazing. Best sex and great pleasure.

I love it when I have a monster load built up. I just sank my morning wood into my boy's hole as he was still asleep and gave him the best Christmas gift a boy could ever get. A 8 day load.

Okay, first of all: you are NOT straight. If you were, you wouldn't be here on this website asking about whether or not you should try gay bareback sex. There is no doubt in my mind at all whatsoever that some men here on this website will jump to your defense - that it is not for ME , they will cry, to be saying whether YOU are straight or not - that only YOU can possibly know that and that it's for YOU to say and know and NOT ME.....yep, that's true. But even with that said ... the fact and truth remain..... if you were indeed heterosexual (in the true meaning of that word...a "Kinsey zero") you would NOT be here asking this question. So, whether you're actually really gay, bisexual or just someone whose sexuality is fluid and cannot be labeled (you are certainly one of these three) is not my business. But you're certainly not straight. Secondly: should you try bareback sex with another guy? Well, the truth is - it feels great. It is the most amazing feeling on that life has to offer. However, you MUST be aware of the risks involved (it is an extremely high risk for HIV) and make an informed decision as a responsible adult. The decision lies with you. Merry Christmas.

All I want for Christmas is a continuation of this story!!!

I'm still in Sri Lanka and staying in a villa owned by one of my fuckbuds of many years. The fuckbud stopped by my room one night to fuck me. The next morning, I forgot to hide my douche nozzle and dildo and the cleaning staff saw it. They gossip about EVERYTHING here, and by afternoon, the entire staff on the grounds knew I had a dildo (even my fuckbud had heard about it and told me!) I was a little embarrassed, but it turns out this wasn't a bad thing. One of the houseboys (who is married and has a kid) started cruising me hard after this. I made him wait a few days before telling him to stop by my room after all the other guests had gone to bed. He came in and I began sucking his beautiful brown cock. He even skull fucked me for a while. He kept saying he wanted to fuck my big ass but didn't have a condom. I had rubbers but I lied and said I didn't. He was so horny that I convinced him to go in raw. After he shot a huge load in my ass, I reached for my wallet and gave him a "love offering" as the locals here earn very little money. The next morning, it was funny/weird to see him switch back into his "servant" role, knowing full well that he had been screwing me the night before. He's been texting me because he wants to fuck again, but I'll give him some ass just before I leave. I'm such a scandalous slut. My fuckbud's husband lives on the property as well and here I am not only giving my fuckbud some ass but fucking the employees too.

2 DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS... Two days before Christmas and nothing was stirring.... And you thought what ? LOL! There was lots stirring, especially raw cocks and the younger men using them last night @Steamworks Toronto. I did go to Steamworks Toronto last night to see what kind of crowd would show up there so close to Xmas. And I'll say it was HOT. For me, it was the (w)hole experience -- cocks, asses, the sucking, the rimming, and the fucking had there. A different crowd for sure. Some familiar guys -- from the Club120 bb sex parties I also attend. There were 4 guys from there who joined in the bareback fun. So HOT! My first load down my throat was from a guy I was sucking in one of the dark rooms. He was moaning softly, his balls tightened up and he let loose in my mouth. I thanked him by cleaning off his dick and saying, "Thanks, buddy!" He and I were both happy. Next I go to rim so many beautiful boycunts, mostly in the three darkrooms @Steamworks. You know you've got the guy in the palm of your hand when he's moaning, forcing your head to rim deeper into his hole, or using his legs to stabilize himself on you as you continue to enjoy his boycunt. Rimming made my evening AWESOME! Also, I got to fuck a number of guys there. Two younger guys in particular caught my attention. Each felt my hard dick and guided it into their boyholes. They had 28" waists, muscular, probably in their 20s. The kind you see in the bb porn vids. They both wanted to feel my dick in them for a bit. Then they moved on to others guy. I was SO happy to be able to poke around in their boyholes!! It's really nice when the youngins aren't ashamed to play with older daddies like myself. I hope next time to blast in their holes (more time is needed to do this!). I had a guy visit my room as I was taking a break from bb cruising to take my saved load! So yes, you can have bb sex before, during, and after Xmas! Now for me to try and leave Scruff on during the holidays to give/take anon loads for guys needing relief from family in my area!! Cheers, rawbros! And a cummy Xmas to all!!

Back in the Baltimore/DC area for Xmas with the family. Any new spots I should hit up while I’m here so I can get some anon dick?

BB is already the norm, all the college boys I hook up with and fuck rarely ask about status and always just assume that we're gonna fuck bare

6. Jay I was empty. Rod had pulled his cock out of me. I had barely kept it together when he had been fucking me, and I was learning that the alternative, not being fucked, was even worse. The only thing that made it bearable was that Rod had cum in me. In the heat and passion of getting fucked, I hadn't even noticed him cum. But as I took my first hesitant steps, I could feel his seed slosh within me. It felt good, to have a man like Rod fuck me. It felt even better to have his load inside of me. "I'm sure you can get more," Rod said. "You've got a great ass." "Thanks," I said, a bit embarrassed. I had played around a bit with girls, but somehow, it had never felt quite right. But this, now, this was totally different. It felt natural to have another man's cock in my ass. It felt right. Now that Rod had pulled out of me, I was empty. All I could think about was how to get him back inside of me. It didn't even have to be Rod. I wanted a dick in my hole. Any dick. "It felt good. Really good." "I'm sure it did," Rod said. "You want to join the party?" He motioned to the balcony door. The lights in the hotel room were dim now, but I could make out some of the men inside. There seemed to be more men, some on the couches, some still standing. All of them were wearing less clothes than before. "Sure," I said. I went to where my clothes were piled up. "Don't worry about those," Rod said. "You won't need them. Besides, you look better naked." I blushed, and followed Rod to the door. He hadn't bothered with clothes either. There was an economy of motion with him; no motion was superfluous. It had been the same when he had been fucking me. Every movement had been done with his pleasure in mind; now, in walking, every movement was done with intention. He paused for a moment at the door. "Ready?" he asked. "Of course." Even this close, it was still hard to make out exactly what was happening in the hotel room. Men were standing as to obscure what seemed like important activities going on in the room. "Should I not be?" "No," Rod said. He reached out and grabbed my ass. "You're more than prepared for this." He opened the door. There was a slight rush of air out, and I could feel the warmth against my skin. I inhaled; it was the scent of sweat and masculinity and a new scent, one that I immediately knew as sex and passion. It was like a locker room, crossed with an orgy. My dick responded immediately. "Welcome back," a man said. It took me a moment to recognize him as Aiden. "You're just in time." My head was still swimming in the electrifying scent of the room. I took a moment to survey the room. The lights were dim, and there was a haze in the room. I could smell a bit of weed, but not enough to account for the cloudiness. It made me think of an opium den; there was something dark occurring here, but I didn't know what it was. "Would hate to be late for this party," Rod said. Aiden had crossed over and was standing by me. He took my arm, and guided me deeper into the room. "I want you to meet someone," Aiden said, as he propelled me into the dark room. "He's been working for me for a while now. I think the two of you would get along well." Even if I didn't know where I was going in the dim room, Aiden did. We headed towards one of the far corners of the room. As we walked, looked around. On one of the couches, two of the men I had seen earlier were now naked, their legs spread wide. Two of the younger men were kneeling, their lips wrapped around the older men's cocks, giving them head. As we passed, one of the older men flicked a lighter. The intense blue flame barely illuminated his face as he heated up a glass bowl. But before I could see what happened next, Aiden gently pushed me along. "You'll find out soon enough," he said, in reference to the glass pipe I had seen. It was a little lighter in the corner than the rest of the room. There was a candle sitting on a table there, and it provided enough light to see the two men standing around it. One was a younger man, maybe just a bit older than me, and right about my height. He was wearing little more than underwear and a pair of sneakers. The other was a hulking black man. He was maybe only an inch taller, but he was far more muscular, and between the muscle and a pair of black leather boots, he seemed far bigger. He had on a pair of boxers. "This is Tucker," Aiden said, indicating the smaller white boy. "And this is Jay." "Nice to meet you, Jay," Tucker said. "And this is Damon." "Hey," Damon grunted. "Tucker, Jay is new here. He's just had a chance to get acquainted with Rod." "Heh," Damon snorted. "Acquainted." He knew exactly what Rod and I had done on the patio, and didn't care for Aiden's polite euphemism for our man-on-man fucking. "Maybe you can help him get to know Tina, and then see where she takes you?" "Hell yeah," Damon grunted again. It was hard not to stare at his perfect, dark body. There was hardly an ounce of body fat on him, and every muscle was visible under his taut skin. I glanced down quickly, but it was hard to tell what he was packing with the loose boxer briefs. I remembered my middle school days, where the rumor among the boys had been how hung the black boys at the school across town had been. I wondered if Damon would re-enforce the stereotype. "I can do that," Tucker said. He reached out and ran a hand down my back, coming to rest on one of my ass cheeks. He paused, just enough to remind me who was in control here. "It's gonna be fun," he continued. "Jay is gonna love it so much." I nodded in agreement. "Right on. I'll be back in a bit. Time for me to find some of my own trouble," Aiden said, and soon disappeared into the stand of men in the center of the room. It might have been my imagination, but more of them seemed naked than just a few seconds ago. I tried hard not to stare, but the thoughts of the hard cocks just a glance away were hard to resist. "This is your first time here?" Tucker asked me. I nodded, not wanting to admit just how naive I was. "That's cool. First time for everything. You partied before?" "Party?" I asked. It seemed like a strange to ask. "You know, Tina." He held up a glass pipe with a round bowl at one end. It was filled with small white crystals. It was the same kind of pipe I had seen the guy heat up earlier. "You'll love it," Tucker continued. He held a torch under the bowl; the crystals quickly melted and the bowl filled with a white vapor. "Just inhale, like you would a cigarette or a joint." He demonstrated it, draining the bowl several times. "Shotgun it," Damon said. He moved behind me, pressing his body against mine. His skin was hot, with just enough sweat for it to slide against me. Chills ran down my spine, directly to my dick. "Yeah," Tucker said. He pressed his lips against mine. "Inhale," Damon whispered into my ear. I did and as I did, Tucker exhaled his hit into my lungs. "Hold it," he said. Tucker made sure that I couldn't exhale by keeping his lips against mine. Tucker's tongue probed my mouth, as the shotgun turned into a long kiss. "Hold it," Damon continued. His dick was growing, pressing against my ass, and it felt massive. It was a rush of sensations, as I tried to hold my breath, even as I was desperate to exhale. "Feel it?" Damon asked. I nodded. "Good. Exhale." Tucker released his lips, and I exhaled. It was a thick white cloud that momentarily obscured his face. As I exhaled, I really started to feel it. It was a feeling of freedom and possibility, of happiness and potential. Barriers that I had erected for myself came down, and anything was possible. "Oh fuck," I moaned, and pressed back against Damon. I wanted to feel his dick, regardless of how big it was. I wanted his dick inside me, filling me up, and challenging the limits of my anatomy. "Yeah, you're feeling it," Damon said. "Another one?" I nodded. "Of course he wants more," Tucker said. "It's your turn now." He put the pipe in my mouth. "Let's do this one right," Damon said, and pushed down his boxers. I felt his dick nestle in my ass crack. It was a perfect home for it. "Make it a big one." I was scared of what I was getting myself into. Whatever the drug was in that pipe, it was powerful and quick-acting. I felt the warmth from it fill my entire body and infiltrate my brain. Even as I worried about the effects of the drug, my ass rubbed up against Damon's thick black cock, to get him as stiff as possible. I exhaled the last of the previous hit, to get my lungs as empty as possible for the next one. "Of course it's going to be a big one," Tucker said. "Just wait for the bowl to fill, then inhale slowly. He held the torch under the bowl. This close, it was easy to see the bowl fill with a thick white cloud. I waited, then Tucker nodded. I began to slowly inhale. I expected the smoke to be harsher, more like weed or cigarette smoke. But it was smooth and easy. "Not so fast. Give it time. Savor it," Tucker said. "Lots of time to have fun tonight," Damon said. He wrapped an arm around me, holding me tight. "I want you flying tonight." I kept my eye on the bowl, draining it on a regular basis. Finally, my lungs were full, and I nodded that I was satisfied. "Just a little more," Damon said. I thought my lungs were going to burst, but I did what Damon told me, inhaling two more gulps of the cloud. "Fucking hot," Tucker said. He took the pipe from my mouth and stuck it in his, sucking down on the thick clouds. "Now, hold it," Damon said. One arm was still wrapped around me, holding me. With his other, he put his hand over my mouth, and pinched my nose closed. "Hold it until I tell you." At first, it felt almost safe, to be under the control of a strong black man. But it didn't take long for my body to demand, selfishly, the right to breathe. I tried, but found such a simple thing was being denied. "You can breathe when I want you to," Damon said. "Come on," Tucker said. He exhaled his cloud in my face, taunting me with his ability to breath at his pleasure. "He's new at this." "I know," Damon said. "That's why I'm doing this." I was starting to get frantic, trying to breath, and was squirming in an effort to escape. But Damon's arm held me tight and his hand was unyielding. He leaned in and whispered to me. "Just think what it's going to be like when my cock is inside you." I shivered. His dick was now a steel shaft against my ass. It was hard to tell if he was leaking pre-cum, or if Rod's cum was starting to leak out of me. Either way, his dick was sliding up and down, pressing against my hole, and demanding entrance. The night had suddenly taken a brutally serious turn. Even worse, whatever I was smoking was keeping me from being scared. The shiver was less from fear and more from hungry anticipation. I was struggling, helplessly, for breath, and my cock was throbbing. "Fuck, this is going to be good," Damon whispered, as he finally released his grip on my face. I exhaled, and gasped for breath. "You want another hit?" Tucker asked me. I hadn't yet caught my breath but I wasn't in control of my body any longer. "Yeah," I said, my mouth answering for me. "I do." "Damn boy," Damon said. "You're a natural at this. We're gonna have to play a lot more." He reached down and stroked my dick. I thought I was going to explode as the sensations ricocheted across my body. "Give him what he needs." We repeated the process, every step of it. Tucker inserted the pipe into my mouth and held the torch. I inhaled big gulps of the white cloud, and then Damon put his hand back over my mouth and nose. Even though I knew it was coming and how it would feel, it was still impossible for me to suppress my instincts to fight back against Damon's actions. "Just relax," Damon said. "We're only just beginning." I tried my best, but whatever was in the pipe was making it hard for me to concentrate. My mind was constantly flitting in all sorts of directions, thinking about my throbbing cock, before turning to my hungry, needy hole, and then skittering off back to my dick. The only constant was Damon's strong hand cupped over my mouth and nose, the band around his ring finger pressed against my lip. As black spots started to cloud my vision, Damon relented. "My turn," he said to Tucker, and released his hold on me. I gasped for breath, as Damon took the pipe and torch from Tucker. He made no effort to move away from me; the flame was close enough that I could feel the heat against my cheek, and could hear him inhale the thick drug. "Big clouds, huh," Tucker said. Damon just nodded, focused on the pipe. He handed the pipe back to Tucker; the young man stuck the still-warm stem in his mouth and inhaled as he re-lit the torch. Damon held his hit for a long time before grabbing my jaw, twisting my head around, and exhaling his hit into my mouth. "Hold it, boy," he said. This time, at least, he let me decide when I had had too much. Still, I tried to hold it as long as I could, before exhaling. Damon was still pressed up against me, his dick still nestled in my crack. I found myself involuntarily grinding my ass against him, eager for him to put his penis into my ass. "Yeah, boy, I know you want it now." His body was warm against me, and for a brief moment, I was at peace. But then, his dick twitched and grew, and my hunger for cock returned. "But first, I think you need another chance to suck on the glass pipe As soon as he spoke, Tucker stuck the pipe back in my mouth and held the torch under it. It was still warm, and it didn't take long before it was smoking again. "Make it a big one," Damon said. He continued, somewhat ominously, "You're going to need it." "He can take it," Tucker said. Nevertheless, I did as I was told, and inhaled deeply from the pipe. I was starting to get the hang of it, and this time, I could feel the thick clouds collecting in my lungs. "Fuck, look at him. He's a fucking natural." "I know," Damon said. "You should feel how his hole is trying to gobble up my dick. He's a hungry little faggot." I tensed at the word "Faggot." It had always been the worst of the schoolyard taunts. I had managed to escape it for so long. But now, it was hardly calling me a name. I had kissed another man. I had let him fuck me up the ass. Now, barely ten minutes later, I was all but begging a totally different man to fuck me. It was hard to deny that "faggot" now fit me. He rubbed his cheek against my neck and ear. The stubble on his face was rough, like sandpaper. It was not the soft skin of a woman, but the bristly whiskers of a man, and despite how much had grown in on his cheeks, I knew if I asked, he would say he had shaven that morning. It reminded me how I just barely had scruff on my face, despite not shaving for nearly four weeks now. He was more of a man that I would ever be, and it was an honor to be his faggot. "Big hit for me, faggot boy," Damon said, as I started to slow down on the pipe. "Get your head up in the clouds." I nodded. I wanted to make him happy, and if that entailed sucking down more of this drug, I was more than willing to do it. Even though I thought I had filled my lungs full, I drained the bowl a few more times. "That's good, Damon said, just as my lungs reached their ultimate capacity. "This is going to be really good." "His first time is going to be one to remember," Tucker said. He took the pipe out of my mouth, and Damon immediately put his hand back over my mouth and nose. This time, his ring pressed against my lips. As the hit of the drugs started to wrap its influence around my brain, my mind once more jumped to wild thoughts and conclusions. I wondered if he was married, and if he was married, whether it was to a man or a woman. Damon must have been reading my mind. "Yeah," he said. "Feel that against your lips?" I nodded. "Yeah, that's my wedding ring. But you know why I come here?" I shook my head. I barely knew what "here" was. much less why these men had come together. "Love my wife. She's amazing. But you know, she isn't into all the things I like." I nodded; it was hard to follow the exact words, the air I needed to think had been displaced by the drugs. "And boys like you, well, boys like you let me do anything I fucking want." "Umpph," I managed to grunt, but only the slightest but of the cloud escaped. I had no prayer of getting more air, and I felt my strength gently sap away. Nevertheless, I wasted valuable energy rubbing my ass up against his cock. Damon's dick was thick and hard, warm with the blood flowing through it. I wanted to feel it inside me. I wanted to milk it dry, and get his load. "Oh yeah," Tucker said. He had just done his own hit, and his words were formed from clouds. "Stop teasing him and fuck him." "Ready for it?" Damon asked. He nodded my head up and down for me. "I knew you were." Tucker was fading out of my vision as I struggled against his grip. I didn't know what I wanted: to give in to the faggot that had been hiding deep inside me all those years? or to escape, and pretend that I hadn't seen who I really was. It was good that Damon was making these decisions for me. He could give me what I needed. "Of course he is," Tucker said. A part of me knew he was standing right in front of me, but I couldn't see him. I couldn't see anything beyond a few blurs, as the drugs took over. Damon's cockhead was now pressed against my hole. "Give it to him." Damon pressed into me. His hand over my mouth was perfect for the leverage he needed to press his manhood into my hole. I was glad that Rod had fucked me earlier; if Rod was just merely large, Damon's shaft was massive; at least an inch thicker around, and several inches longer. Damon didn't give me any chance to adjust, and just pressed himself all the way into me. "Oh fuck, faggot," Damon grunted. "That's the raw hole I need. Fuck you good, and give you my babies." I was impaled on his cock. He slammed in and out of me, each stroke reminding me how I was little more than a fuck-toy for the black man. He still had his hand over my mouth, and it was getting far harder to concentrate. I had already closed my eyes; looking just felt too hard. All that I focused on was Damon's dick, forcing its way into me. "Oh damn! You've got a load up there. Fucking nasty boy." "You better let the boy breathe," Tucker said. In the drug-filled haze, I wondered what would happen if Damon refused. Consciousness was already draining away from me and I didn't know how long I would be able to hold out. But, Damon had one small mercy, and released his grip on my nose. I exhaled as quickly as I could, the thick cloud enveloping my head. I quickly inhaled, terrified that Damon would take away the small privilege of breath away from me again. "Awww. But it feels so good. The way the faggot relaxes his hole. No resistance. Just pleasure." "For you," Tucker said. "What?" Damon sneered. "You think I'm worried about the whore? That's what he's here for. For me to use." "You don't want to break him." "I dunno. You remember last time." Tucker winced. He was remembering something, something he didn't want to remember. I wondered what that memory was. "I do. And I told you can't do it again." "To you," Damon said. His cock was sliding, long, agonizing strokes in and out of me. I was glad that Rod had cum in me; the lubrication from the cum was desperately needed. "I didn't say anything about our tweaker whore here." With that, he slapped my ass. It stung; the last time I had been spanked was when I was six, over twelve years ago. But this time, it wasn't about being a bad boy. It was about being a good boy. About making Damon feel good. Making him feel like a man. Making him feel like he could do anything he wanted. I wanted him to feel good, because that was the way I was going to get his load. Tucker leaned in towards me. "I know that face," he said, as he pressed his lips against mine. His tongue pressed into my mouth. It was far too easy to respond to his kiss. I relaxed. Damon had the experience to know what was coming next, and pushed his steel shaft even further into my body. "You head is way in the clouds," Tucker said. "It's a dangerous place to be." "It's the only place for him," Damon said. "I want to see the two of you share another hit." "Of course." Tucker said. He produced the now-familiar glass pipe, but this time he stuck it in his mouth. It was my first chance to watch him up close, and I stared at the solid blue flame as it heated the bowl. It wasn't long before the thick white clouds started to form. Tucker took long slow hits from the pipe, never letting the bowl completely empty. "That's how a boy hits the pipe," Damon said. "Watch and learn." I didn't have to be told. I was mesmerized by the sight. I wanted to see Tucker get high, just like me. I wanted to know how far he would go and if what his limits were. As I stared, Damon pushed his dick deep in me. He was forcing Rod's cum deeper into me, where it could burrow into my body and become a permanent part of me. I could hardly resist such an idea, and pushed back against Damon. His dick only got deeper in me. "That's it," Damon said. "Your turn," Tucker said, as he finally pulled the pipe out of his mouth. The pipe was hot and still smoking. Thick tendrils of the white cloud sunk down, taking seeming minutes before they dissipated, like the contrails of a high-flying jetliner. He leaned in again, and pressed his lips against mine. I knew what to expect, and had already emptied my lungs. Tucker paused. He closed his eyes and savored the sensation of the drug flooding into his body and taking over. When he opened his eyes, I could tell it was no longer quite the same person as before. He was hungry; he needed something that he didn't have. I understood his desire. I had Damon's cock in my ass. It was enough to take the edge off, but knew what he was feeling. "That's the Tucker I want," Damon said, seeing the same need in the young man's face. Tucker leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled and filled my lungs with the thick clouds. As he did, Damon pressed even more of his cock into my hole. "All the way in," he said. I gasped; this was more than just filling me up like Rod's cock. This was practically splitting me in two, and I struggled to get comfortable. Unfortunately, my struggles only meant I sucked more of the cloud out of Tucker's lungs. "It's OK," Damon said. "I know it's a big one. But don't worry. You're doing better than Tucker did the first time." Tucker suddenly froze at the memory. "Yeah," Damon said. "First time I fucked him, he passed out when I stuck it all in. Didn't you, Tucker-boy?" Tucker only nodded. He kept his mouth against mine, his tongue exploring my mouth, and prevented me from exhaling the hit. Damon pulled out, leaving just his fat cockhead in my hole. Tucker released his lip-lock on me at the same time, and involuntarily, I exhaled the hit. I shivered. I couldn't tell if it was from the drugs, from being suddenly empty of dick, or from fear of getting Damon's cock all the way back into me. "I'm sorry," Tucker said. "Your cock. It's big." "Oh, don't worry. I know it's big. It's OK. You just need more practice." Damon pushed his cock back into me. I gasped, but forced myself to take it. I didn't want to disappoint or demean Damon by rejecting his cock. He must have noticed, because he continued. "But Jay here, he's taking it like a faggot should." "Did you really pass out?" I asked. "Yeah," Tucker said. "And?" "And what?" Damon asked. "I continued fucking him. He's a faggot. That's what he's here for." Tucker nodded in silent agreement. "He did. When I came to, he was pounding my hole." He put the pipe in his mouth again. It was still smoking, but nevertheless he held the torch under it. As soon as the bowl started to smoke, he inhaled, pulling in deep gulps of the thick cloud. I wondered if he was trying to remember or trying to forget. However, I didn't have much of a chance to wonder. Damon had started slamming his dick in me, each stroke seemingly deeper and harder than the one before. I understood why Tucker had passed out; Damon was a machine, fucking me harder than I had even seen in porn. It didn't seem possible that I could withstand it and I silently prayed that he would let up. However, the prayers were for naught. After each stroke, he slammed back in, harder and more intense than before.

My name is David and You made me feel identified with Davis ... I would love for a guy or a big group of guys to do me something like this in my first time... Anyone is interested in rape me as this?This is my ass

Part 18 Bam Bam gave Charlie a ride home early Monday morning. Right after he disappeared into the house Bam Bam saw his father down the street. He slowly drove towards him with his window rolled down. Bam Bam let him know that everything h e wanted was accomplished. He had been exposed to Bam Bam's un-medicated virus through multiple loads deep in his ass along with dirty needles that contained some of his poz blood. He also reported that by the end of the couple days his son was openly asking for Tina any way he could get it into his body. His son was given a small amount of Tina, a pipe a one dirty needle to inject himself with if he desperately wanted to slam. Bam Bam was handed an envelope containing $1500 as Charlie's father said, "Half now, the other half converts." Bam Bam told the man, "I figure he'll be poz 7 to 10 days." He was basing the tie frame on when Robbie converted after his weekend visiting. Robbie began to feel slightly ill one week after his visit. His conversion was solely from poz cum he had deposited inside his ass from himself and Matt. He figured the added poz blood he received in the dirty needles along with the extended drug use he expected from the 18 year-old cum dump would get him there about the same time if not quicker. Bam Bam made the drive back to school and found Robbie home alone in bed. Bam Bam knew Robbie had an appointment Saturday night to strip for some drunk frat boys before servicing each and every brother who was there to watch him do his thing. He quickly stripped off his clothes to join his boyfriend naked in bed. The two shared stories of their weekend work which turned them both on to the point where Robbie quickly mounted Bam Bam's growing cock using the cum still present in his ass for lubrication. This brought Bam Bam around knowing that they both would be needing to add something to the fucking that was just beginning. Robbie had 2 points prepared as he handed his man a rig he prepared or himself. The two became still as they each simultaneously slammed the other. They kissed as they removed their tourniquets together only breaking the kiss as they each coughed before They rolled over so Robbie was on his back as Bam Bam began to plow his ass. They spent the morning fucking before Robbie had to go to a late afternoon class and Bam Bam had a lecture right after dinner. Bam Bam made sure to see Steve before going to his lecture to give him the $1500 he received for his work that weekend. Steve took $500 out of the envelope and handed it back to Bam Bam along with a bag of Tina. He then asked his new boss where he was headed the coming weekend only to be told that the next scheduled pozzing would be in 2 to 3 weeks. He had someone who wanted to get back at his ex boyfriend by pozzing him through his new boyfriend. The only activity for the weekend ahead was Robbie going to a private party at a local rave. This rave was held every 3 months. The guy who arranges the rave has always had a VIP room where special guests could hang out. He was able to book Robbie to work the room as a sort of host making sure his special guests are treated right. When the weekend came Bam Bam went with Matt as he took Robbie over to the rave to work. The host invited them to stay as long as they wanted. The two figured they check out the guys attending the rave to see if they could find a boy to corrupt. They quickly spotted a group of high seniors from one of the area high schools. Matt knew that they were seniors when he spied the twins in the group. He knew the twins twins (Allan and Arthur) from wrestling and although they were seniors, the pair was 19 years old. Their parents held them back a year to help with their wrestling in high school. Matt made a comment to Bam Bam that he thought their might be something going on between the two identical twins as they continued to scope the group out the group of dancing jocks. They watched as they began to break away dwindling the group from 8, to 6 to 5 before 3 dudes headed off leaving the twins all alone. The guys who split off went to chase female pussy (although it was suspected one of them went after a known bottom boi fag with whom they'd easily end up getting action with before the night was over. Matt thought this was a perfect opportunity to lure the twins away from the rave. he knew that the twins were big pot heads. He hoped that they might remember him from last summers wrestling camp when he first laid eyes on the two and figured them to be closeted fags. He knew neither had a girlfriend saying that they didn't want a girl to get int he way of their wrestling. The two were inseparable. Matt figured with a little weed, some G and Miss Tina, he could bring these boy out of their shell and discover their true self. The twins looked like they needed a break when Matt went over to say hi allowing him to introduce his friend Bam Bam. One of the twins asked Bam Bam about his nick name, to which he was given a direct answer about his club of a cock. The twins seemed oblivious to much of what was being talked about until Matt suggested they go somewhere and smoke a little weed that he had with him. Matt was familiar with the rave having attended the last one and he knew there was an area where they could go and light up. The weed was primo stuff and quickly had the twins baked since they made sure to get them to smoke more then the two college guys smoked. The next step was to offer the twins a 'drink'. Although anyone over 18 could get into the rave, they were strict when it came to serving alcohol. Of course Matt had a small bottle of booze that they could slip into their can of Coke with no one being the wiser. A nice dose of GHB was added to each of their Coke cans and between the weed and the G both twins were starting to loosen up while also starting to become slightly tired. Matt knew this opened up an avenue to lead the twins down the path of no return. They told the twins about a banging private party they could go to where they do some more drinking as the Twins were quietly escorted the sluggish twins out a back door so they wouldn't be seen leaving with the two college jocks as began to yawn and fight to stay awake. One twin was placed in the front seat of Bam Bam's car as the other was put in the back seat with Matt. As they drove off Matt commented kept building up the party as the twins fought to keep their eyes open. It was time to introduce them to Miss T. Matt pulled out his pipe and torch as he told the twins he had something to 'perk' them up for the rest of the night (and a good chunk of the next couple days) as he lit a torch and heated the bowl. He inhaled a decent hit before blowing the white cloud out and saying, "Damn, that's good!" He then handed the pipe to Bam Bam so he could take a hit. After he exhaled the white smoke he added his own comment, "I really needed that hit" before handing the pipe back to Matt who was now offering it to a curious twin asked what was in the pipe thinking it was more weed, "More weed will probably put me to sleep." Matt told them, "This stuff is a mild stimulant called T. It will help wake you guys up. So relax, let loose and have fun." He then urged them do as he and Bam Bam did in sucking the smoke and blowing out some clouds. Matt first offered the pipe to the twin in the back directing him when to start sucking in the magic smoke. Bam Bam made a comment about being hot as the twin in the back was blowing out his first cloud. When the twin in the front took his first hit and blew out an impressive cloud, Matt was agreeing with his friend driving about being too warm as they each took his t-shirt off revealing their well defined, muscular upper bodies. As the pipe went back and forth between the two twins each one cloud help from noticing the half naked stud sitting next to him. After each had taken 5 massive hits as Matt and Bam Bam worked to challenge each twin to attempt to out do the other by taking a bigger and bigger hit off the pipe. By this point each twin had perked up and began to feel the warmth around them as Matt encouraged them to take off their shirts. The twin in the front seat was the first to bare his smooth, lean, defined upper body before he told his brother to quit being a pussy and take off his shirt. The one twin in the back seat with Matt was trying to sneak a look at Matt's well defined upper body. He quickly asked Matt, "How hard was it to develop such your chest and arms?" The twin in the front seat was now looking back at Matt as he answered, "I got this from years of wrestling." Matt then flexed his arms and chest before suggesting the twins have a feel of his muscular upper body as they touched us arms, shoulders, chest and abs. Matt then pointed out the definition Bam Bam had was was all natural. Bam Bam never really spent any significant time in the weight room like Matt. Bam Bam offered then had the twins feel his body like they had done to Matt asking them to compare their muscular bodies. The twin's opinions were split with each twin picking the one that were sitting next to in the car. Then Matt and Bam Bam commented on how lean and fit the twins looked each now picking the twin that had picked them. Bam Bam was the the first of the two to reach over and feel the upper body of the twin next to him. Matt made sure to add his ow two cents in and compliment the twin close to him as he reach over an felt the twin's arms, chest and paying particular attention to his tight stomach. At first the uninvited touching ad the twins a little freaked, but after all they had just touched both of the guys they were riding with when they suddenly began to feel a little excited about being shirtless and touched. It was a long drive to get to the party they were taking the twins too and since they didn't want them to remember the directions, let a lone, the parties location. They twins began to ask more questions about the party, something they probably should have done before getting into the car. After a good 30 minutes they pulled up to a nice house on the edge of a near by town. The twins had no idea where they were or what they were in for as Bam Bam parked his car. The twins were about to put their shirts back on when Matt told them to leave them off. He added,"It typically gets very warm inside, your shirts will be safer in the car. Besides you guys have great lean, tight bodies. You should show them off." The twins followed Matt's advice and seeing the two older, well built guys leaving their shirts int he car did the same. The twins followed Matt and Bam Bam as they walked up to the house and walked right inside without ringing the door bell or even knocking. They seemed to know some of the people at the party as Matt had Bam Bam take the twins to the den. With the little bit of Tina and G already in the twins they probably didn't notice the crowd at the party were mostly gay guys, most of them showing some skin (with a couple bare ass naked) now ogling the half naked twinks. Matt quickly joined them with G spiked drinks as Bam Bam offered the pipe so that the twins could blow more clouds. Before too long each twin had taken another half dozen hits as they slowly drank down their drinks. Both twins seemed oblivious to what was going on around them as their eyes seemed to be half open. Matt took this opportunity to lean over and kiss the twin who rode with him in the back seat as Matt was working on his twin to shot gun of Tina. Matt wasn't sure what the twin's initial reaction would be, but knew what ever it was, it could be changed with more G and T. The twin Matt started to kiss surprised him as he quickly parted his lips giving allowing his tongue access to his mouth along with a quiet 'MMMM" to be heard. Bam Bam was already on his second shotgun with his twin as he got him to stand up as they were now kissing as they embraced and allowing him to loosen the twin's belt letting his baggy jeans to fall to the ground leaving him only in a pair of skimpy green bikini briefs.. Not to be out done, Matt maneuvered his twin to stand as Bam Bam began to lead his twin towards the host up stairs play area. Matt followed his friend as he worked to free his twin from his cargo shorts which now had this twin only wearing some black CK boxer briefs The guy who owns the house was a good friend of Steve. He created his second floor play room by knocking down all the walls (with the exception of 4 small, private play rooms. He had half a dozen slings hanging from the ceiling and mirrors on the ceiling and walls which provided the ability to see most of the action. Not to mention the numerous hidden cameras that recorded all of the action, They were greeted at the top of the stairs by one of the host 'house boys' who asked, "Fresh meat?" Matt simply nodded as he granted them access as Matt whispered to the 'house boy' and handing him his bag of party supplies. Matt knew he could trust the houseboy to make up a 4 slams, a couple nice ones for the twins and one each for he and Bam Bam. Most of the part guests were still down stairs except for a few who followed the twins as they were guided to the second floor. The twins were easily maneuvered into the slings as they lost the last bit of clothing that remained. Once in the sling the twins were distracted as they each were now on the receiving end of a rim job and thus allowing Matt and Bam Bam to loose their own clothing. Like clock work the house boy who had greeted them at the top of the stairs returned with a few of his fellow house boys to assist in making sure that each twin was secure in his sling. The twin had no clue as now a naked Matt and Bam Bam moved from where they had been eating ass to standing next to their twin with point and tourniquet in hand. With the ability to see each other in the mirrors of the play room they each began to administer the slams to their respective twin. They quickly applied the tourniquet and without the twins being ant the wiser with the G freely flowing through their lean, compact bodies, had a needle slipped in a prominent vein. They each registered that familiar red flash just before pushing the plunger down and bring the twins on the last step to becoming chem sex slam pigs, Matt spoke as the twins began coughing, "Ride it out boys, we'll see you on the other side" as he and Bam Bam moved back between their twins spread legs and administered their own slams. As the now wide eye and confused twins looked up at the naked forms before them as they were each impaled by a hard cock driven balls deep as the host joined them proclaiming, "Let the fucking begin!"

Part 17 It was now time to start seeding this neg 18 year old and poz him as he was being paid to perform. Bam Bam let Charlie rock for a short time on his 9" poz cock as he readied the dumb kid for what he was eventually going to get, a huge load of charged jizz. Bam Bam hadn't cum in over 2 weeks as he prepared for his first job. Looking up at Charlie and seeing him lost in the pleasure he was feeling from having a cock finally inside him . Bam Bam knew the next step was crucial since part of his job, not only to poz the dumb kid, but to get him used t partying. He thrusted his cock up a little deeper eliciting a moan from Charlie as he asked him, "Are you ready to really get fucked? Charlie shook his head 'yes' while rocked slightly, with his eyes closed and mouth slithly hanging open. Bam Bam firmly slapped him across the face to bring him back to reality as he asked his soon to be poz cum pig the same question again, "ARE YOU READY TO REALLY GET FUCKED???" Charlie was now forced to verbalize his answer, "Oh yes, I need you to really fuck me. Give it all to me please?" Charlie had no idea what he was really asking for when Bam Bam pushed him off and told him to get on his back while he retrieved a few 'necessities'. When Bam Bam returned he quickly shoving the full length of his cock back inside Charlie right before he sprayed a rag with Maximum Impact and dropped it on Charlie's face so he could not see what was coming next. With Charlie's vision blocked and lost in the feeling of the G and T already in his system it was easy for a tourniquet to be placed on his arm and a pre-loaded (and previously used) rig slipped into a nice fat vein. With the expertise he had be taught, he quickly registered the familiar 'red' flash and emptied the slam into Charlie. As quickly as it was applied the tourniquet was removed and as Charlie began to vigorously cough causing the rag on his face to fall off as Bam Bam Administered his own slam before he began to start fucking the rushing teen beneath him. The slam he gave himself was enough to bring him to the verge of orgasm and allowing him to power fuck the teen he abused his formerly virgin hole. Bam Bam worked himself closer and closer to delivering his first poz load with good, long powerful strokes. Charlie was now moaning as he felt nothing but the pleasure his hole was giving him. A puzzled expression appeared on Charlie's face reaching down to discover he had a very soft Tina dick. Bam Bam told him, "Your soft cock give away your true being. I knew the moment I saw you that you were nothing more then a bottom bitch! I knew you'd be taking my cock and any man's cock you were offered, After we're done, I'm sure you'll go out an search for more cocks to fuck you." Bam Bam punctuated his words by long dicking the teen, completely pulling his dick out before slamming it back inside. As the teen ;s rush continued he quickly gave up on stroking himself and moved to feel the 9" rod working his hungry ass. It seemed the drugs weren't completely clouding the boy's head when he realized that he was being fucked bareback. The expression on his face seemed to be conflicted between enjoying the sensation he was feeling from the skin on skin fuck and knowing that he should ask for a condom. Charlie questioned Bam Bam's raw cock in his ass as he slowly gave into the raw fuck he was receiving. He was bluntly told, "You never asked for a condom when you willingly sat your ass down on my bare dick and I not stopping until I breed you" staring directly into Charlies eyes. He then added, "I can see the wheels spinning in your drugged up head, part of you screaming to fuck safe and the other part wanting as much of my raw cock as you can get Slowly you're giving into the pleasure of feeling nothing between us, knowing that soon you'll be not just asking for my raw cock, but for my load." The suggestions that were now filling his head along with the sensation of the are back fuck were definitely winning out as he shook his head yes between moans asked for it harder and faster. As Bam Bam was approaching his impending orgasm and depositing a massive poz load he began to continue his efforts in moving the teen closer to accepting being bred. "Yeah, I can see it in your eyes now. You're liking getting fucked bareback, no your loving it raw. I bet you want me to breed you, shoot my big load deep inside you. Bring you helping you finally realize that you are now nothing more then a cum dump to be fucked and seeded by any man who wants that sweet, ass of yours." Bam Bam totally controlled the kid's mind as he began a quick, rapid fuck that he knew was going to cause his balls to fire a huge load. Charlie started to ask for Bam Bam's load as Bam Bam continued to prime the pump. Bam Bam asked, "You want my charged load bitch?" Charlie practically screamed, "YES! YES! BREED ME! PLEASE BREED ME!" As Bam Bam/s cock began to thicken he then instructed his new cum dump, "Ask me to breed you and charge your ass and I will fuck my charged load into your ass." Charlie was totally lost on what he was being asked to say and without any idea of what he was truly asking for he yelled out, "FUCKING CHARGE MY ASS!" Bam Bam could no longer hold back and with the kids plea he slammed balls deep past the kids deep ring and unloaded what was probably the biggest load of cum he had ever fired while peering into Charlie's soul. Charlie felt the cock inside him spasm as he was being filled. The entire experience had Bam Bam turned on more then he thought possible as he began to make short jabs with his still hard cock deep inside Charlie. He had expected to go soft but found himself ready to work on a second load. This fuck took a lot longer then the first allowing Bam Bam to not only work the load already deep inside the boy into the battered walls of his colon, but to cause some minor damage that would allow the bug to seep into the teen's system. Charlie took 7 loads from Bam Bam, the first 3 before his cock ever left Charlie's ass and they took little break. Charlie started to gratitude for being shown his true nature as he sipped his G laced drink. He wanted more of what he was already given so far that night. Bam Bam told him if he wanted more of what he was already given he needed to finish his (G laced) drink and start to suck his cock hard so that he could fuck him again. Charlie downed his drink and quickly took Bam Bam soft cock into his mouth as the G worked into his system and Bam Bam retrieved another slam. This time he didn't hide the fact he was administering another slam as he let Charlie know about the drugs he had already been given. With the G fogging his brain he willingly accepted the slam as he was fucked some more.

If any bugchasing twinks want to get pozzed just contact me. If you're not too far away I'm sure we can work something out so that you'll get what you deserve Also looking for poz, preferably unmedicated, tops to help keep my AIDS BABY fertile.

There was a really hot amateur scene - I'm certain it was on Bareback Bastards, but it's been taken down now - the bottom was cruising and he brought the top back to his place. It's got some pretty hot dirty talk in it. Like when the bottom says "Not bad for somebody you met an hour ago" as he's taking dick up his ass. Also the top pointing out that's he's not wearing a condom: "I'm gonna cum!" "Yeah!!!" "I'm not wearing a condom." "You clean?" "Yeah." "I trust you." The top proceeds to breed the bottom, if anybody can help me find it again - based on this description - that would be awesome.

This literally just happened 30 minutes ago. I got this text message on my phone saying "I'm hosting now" and that's all it said. I had no idea who this was or where they got my number but I thought it was a straight guy with whom I had spoken, having connected through Craigslist. He wanted me to fuck him, and he told me to bring condoms, which lead me to think 'Hmmm - if he doesn't have any condojms, then there's a good chance I'll get to bread this sucker'. So, with that hope, I traveled to his house, and, as he had told me, the door was unlocked. Walking in, I found him laying down on a towel, wearing girlie pajama pants. I assume they were his girlfriend's and that he likes to wear them - to feel like less of a man and like the bitch that I was about to make him. I approached him, slid down his girlie pajamas and started lubing up his HAIRY fuckhole with the lube that was on the night table. I started sliding into his TIGHT hairy hole and don't even get the head in when he looked back and asked "Where's the condom?" I was utterly distracted - this guy was one sexy fucker. Hell, I hadn't given any thought to his appearance when he and I were texting - I just wanted a sweet hole to fuck. And bingo, I fucking hit the jackpot. He was handsome, scruffy bearded, and maybe 24 or 25 years old, about 5' 8'' (I LOVE 'em short) and 160 pounds. A fuckin' wet dream. I had to think quickly, so I replied with this lie: "Sorry, guy. I don't have any condoms. I have a girlfriend and apparently we ran-out when we fucked the other day, and, of course, being a woman, she didn't tell me to pick-up more. I also sometimes wonder if she doesn't stock-up because if there's a whole box, she thinks I'll carry 'em and I'll fuck every girl I can." With this I thought (hoped!) he'd simply say "Okay, fuck me bare," but no, his reply was "That's cool" and he reached-over and grabbed a condom from his night table drawer. FUCK! "Will a magnum fit?" "Yeah dude, just put it on me" Well naturally, like most of you fellow breeders, I believe that condoms are the devil, so when he put the condom on me and I was very concerned I'd go soft, but fortunately I knew I'd have a couple of minutes before my dick gave-up the ghost, so I devised a plan in my head that got me even more excited. At this point he was bent over in a position that made it difficult for us to fuck, but I kept it up as long as possible, if only to give him a sense of security. Then we changed positions, and he rode my cock, a position that, by the way, I absolutely hate, as I much prefer to be in control of the fuck. My sense is bottoms should simply kneel on all fours and take my nut, so after a couple more minutes of tearing-up his hole, I suggested the doggie position, and also made sure he saw I was still wearing the condom. Then when he was in the right position, I came-up behind him, discretely took-off the condom, and, my cock pointed straight at his beautiful hairy fuckhole, I slid into my fucking prize. Fuck yeah! This is what I was waiting for. I could feel his hairy hole welcoming my sweet seven inch cock as it slid in and out of him, getting wetter and wetter from the precum I was dumping into his sweet ass. After ten minutes during which I pounded his hole doggy-style, and being so fucking turned on I knew I needed to cum soon - before he suspected anything, I started fucking him harder and harder and treating him like the bitch I knew he wanted to be. I was getting closer and closer 'til finally I pulled out and shot a MASSIVE load all over his hairy wet hole. I pretended that I took off the condom, and got dressed and headed home, proud of myself for stealth barebacking my first guy. Maybe next time I will breed him and then he won't find out until I'm gone and he has cum leaking from his hole. PS: This is the first story I've ever written. I just wanted to share it because it was the first time I ever stealthed a guy! I might be tempted to write more if you guys like.

3. Really, I had no choice. Not only had I told TJ I would suck the next cock, but there was the fundamental compact of the glory hole I had to remember. I had assumed the position as the cocksucker. It was my job to suck. It was not my job to pick and choose between different men. Each one deserved their blowjob and each one deserved their orgasm. Even a black man deserved it. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue, and began to lick the cockhead. It was salty with sweat and as I licked, a bit of pre-cum dribbled out. "That's what I expect from you, cocksucker," TJ said, as I took more of the head into my mouth. I didn't want TJ to see me here and to know how easy it was for me to debase myself and lower myself to the point of sucking off a black man. TJ still felt like a special case. Despite, or maybe because of, the color of the stranger's skin, the knowledge he was black helped calm me down as his shaft penetrated my mouth. As the stranger's dick grew and hardened, it was clear he wasn't going to be as big as TJ. But it was still more than enough to be a mouthful. "Do a hit of your poppers," TJ said. "And all the way down." I held the brown bottle under my nose and inhaled deeply. The sweet chemical scent filled my lungs and the warm waves of relaxation swept over my body. My throat opened up in response, and the black man's cock slid into it. Although it was not as thick as TJ's shaft, it was still big enough to press against my windpipe and made it difficult to breathe. I fought back the urge to gag and choke on it. "Don't fight it," TJ said. "So fucking hot to hear you gag on that black dick." He was still stroking his cock, and I felt him twitch each time I made a gagging noise. Even though I wanted to watch TJ, my focus had to remain on the cock in front of me. The stranger wanted release now, and despite my misgivings, I had signed up to be the man to give him that release. I did another quick hit of poppers, which wiped the last of my concerns from my mind. I pressed my lips against the base of the stranger's cock and the entire length of his shaft slid into my mouth and throat. It was cocksucking reduced to its essential features: mouth and dick. The stranger moaned, and the steady drip of pre-cum increased. "Take his load," TJ said. "Just like you said you would." My lips were pressed again the base of the stranger's dick and my throat was massaging his cockhead. From my position, I could tell just how close the black man was to cumming. In a few seconds, I would have no choice but to swallow the load. It would be the penultimate humiliation, to swallow a black man's load. There was only thing worse of course, and that would be to let a black man cum in my ass. The stranger's breathing was getting faster as were the thrusts of his cock. It was also getting harder for me to stay in position. Every fiber of my self was screaming at me not to allow myself this humiliation. It was a choice. I wasn't a perfect Aryan, but I was certainly better than the nigger at the glory hole. It was suddenly too easy to think of him using those charged words. My internal struggle must have exposed itself, because TJ continued speaking, his lips right against my ear. "Don't even dream of pulling off. If you do, you will regret it." He kept on stroking his cock with one hand, but the other one reached down for my balls, and grabbed them. "Make my brotha happy," he said, giving my testicles a squeeze. I tried not to wince; teeth against cock were not a good combination. Even as my balls screamed, I kept on nursing his shaft, coaxing him towards release. I held the bottle of poppers under my nose and inhaled deeply. As the warm rush rolled over my body, I remembered the first time I had really seen a black man. We were on vacation, and we had gone to a grocery store. A black man was on his knees, scrubbing the floor. I was staring, and when we were just barely out of earshot, my dad turned to me. "That's a nigger, son," he said. "And he's doing what he was meant to do. On his knees, making our world better." Now it was me who was serving the black man. "Keep on sucking him," TJ said, his hand still grasping my balls. "Make him happy." I didn't want to be here anymore. I didn't want to be leaning against a plywood partition in the sleaziest sex club in the city, sucking off an anonymous black guy. I didn't want TJ squeezing my balls, making sure I swallowed the black guy's load. I didn't want the certain knowledge that TJ and I would go back to the room where TJ would fuck me. The poppers were wearing off, and I was suddenly conscious of what I had gotten myself into. It was at the exact same moment of clarity that the stranger reached orgasm. His cock pulsed and a spurt of cum hit the back of my throat. All I could think was that I was eating a black man's cum. A nigger's cum. I started to pull off; I couldn't stand that I was letting myself be so completely lowered by his orgasm and his cum. "No you don't," TJ said, and he squeezed my balls tightly. Pain radiated out from my groin. If I pulled off, the pain was only going to get worse. But, if I let another drop of cum into my body, I was going to be forever marked. Basic self-preservation battled with self-worth long enough for another jet of cum to travel down the stranger's cock. This time it landed in my mouth, spreading across my tongue. His cum was bitter and salty and had the acrid tang I associated with heavy drug users. It was the prompt I needed, and I jerked my head back, pulling off his cock, right as it discharged another volley of jizz. This one landed in my eye. I blinked, but the damage was already done. It would take a while before the burn fully developed, but for the next few days, it would be a reminder of how I had debased myself. There were two more quick spurts, both landing on my face. The hot cum burnt my face, but it was nothing compared to the pain radiating from my balls. As soon as I had pulled off, TJ had squeezed hard. As the cum started to drip down my cheek, the stranger pulled back with an audible grunt of disappointment, and wrapped the towel back around his waist. I reached up to try to wipe the cum from my eye. Only then did TJ release my balls but it was just to slap my hand down. "What the fuck you think you did there?" There was no relief for me. The cum was really starting to burn, and the blood rushing back into my testicles hurt more than TJ's squeeze. I forced my hands back to my side, fighting the urge to wipe off my face. TJ reached down and slapped my balls hard. I gasped, letting a bit of the jizz drip into my mouth. "Let's go back to the room," he said. His voice was flat, unemotional. It would have been better if he were angry. I grabbed my towel, but TJ motioned me to give it to him. "You haven't earned that yet." He slapped my balls one more time, the hardest yet, and I grunt in pain, almost doubled over. He ignores my agony, steps out of the cubicle. "Follow me," he says. I follow, the cum burning my eyes and dripping down my face, my balls throbbing in pain, and my cock a small, soft tina-tool. I tried to remember earlier, walking to the glory hole, almost proud of getting TJ hard. I didn't know what had changed. Maybe it was the difference between knowing what a perfect specimen TJ was and the utter uncertainty of the glory hole or maybe it was the first booty bump starting to wear off. In either case, it was hard for me to meet anyone's eye and it was hard for me to focus on anything but TJ's feet guiding me inexorably to the small room. "Open it," he said. I fumbled with the keys, but opened the door. "Go in. Kneel down like a faggot should." There was no arguing with his commands; I knelt down on the floor. I wondered the last time it had been mopped; there was some grit against my knees. TJ closed the door and sat down in front of me. I looked up just enough to see his legs spread, his impressive manhood erect and thick between them, and his balls hanging down, heavy with cum. I brought my hand up to wipe off my face but TJ stopped me. "Not yet, cocksucker," he said. "Hands behind your back." I did it. TJ picked up the pipe and the lighter. He heated it up and did a slow hit from it. I dared to raise my eyes a few times, but TJ barely acknowledged me. His attention was focused on the pipe, the careful ritual of smoking, and the pleasure it was bringing him. He grunted as he put the pipe down. I looked up and he shook his head, the disappointment obvious. But he did not say anything. He held the hit, and then exhaled it. Without speaking, he picked up the pipe again, and repeated the process. This time, it was even longer and slower. He was filling his lungs with the potent drug. I wanted to be a part of that, to have the mistakes of the day, the mistakes of my life erased in the pleasures of the white clouds. He held the hit for what seemed like hours, before he leaned in and exhaled the hit directly into my face. The thick cloud only further exacerbated the burn in my eyes. "What did you do back there, faggot? At the glory hole?" TJ asked me. "I'm sorry," I started to say. "Sir," I added, remembering at the last minute what he had told me about how to show him the respect he wanted. I started to continue. I needed to justify my actions, somehow. "I couldn't take the nigg..." I stopped myself. The word had come out so naturally, but I immediately knew it was a mistake. It was a bad mistake. I forced myself to look up at TJ. I needed to know just how bad it was. He was smiling. It was not a pleasant smile. It was an evil smile. Then, suddenly, I was looking away from him. It took a second for the sensations to catch up: TJ had slapped me on the side of the face. He had slapped me hard; there were stars in my eyes, a ringing in my ear and my cheek was burning. "What did you just say?" he asked me. "The black guy's" I was suddenly looking the other direction. He had slapped me again. This time the slap was harder. "No. You need to say what you said. Not what you wanted to say or you wished you said. "Nigger's cum." As soon as I had said it, I was back to looking left. The third slap was the hardest of them all. I had always known what I had said was wrong. But, as the stinging on my face slowly cooled off, I had a deeper understanding of how wrong it was. The slaps were not just corrective. I could feel just how angry TJ was. How angry that I had used that word. That I had dared to not swallow the black man's cum. "Better. Now. Wipe off your face." I ran a finger over my cheek, scooping up a few drops of sperm. "Eat it. Like you should have done back at the glory hole." I licked it off my fingers. It was just as acrid and bitter as when I had first tasted it. Even so, I wanted to taste more of it. It was the taste of a man, a tiny part of him that he had blessed me with. "All of it," TJ continued. I scooped up more of the cum from my face, licking my fingers greedily. I couldn't get enough of the bitter fluid. "Tastes good, doesn't it?" TJ asked. I nodded, even though I knew he didn't care about my answer. "Must be like heaven for you." I nod again. "You want another hit?" TJ asked me. I nodded. The tectonic plates of my life had been slowly shifting over the past few months. The three slaps to the face TJ had just given me had been the push for them to finally give way. The pieces were still scattered, and I needed something to help with the awful task of re-assembling it all. "Please sir." "I figured as much," TJ said. He found the bag of crystal and opened it. He carefully extracted a large shard. It was larger than I wanted and definitely larger than I needed. "There is an easy way." He smiled again. The same smile he had a few seconds ago when I had first said the n-word. "And a hard way. Which do you want?" I swallowed. "The easy way," I said. "Which one do you deserve?" he asked. It was the harder question. I was scared of what the hard way was; my imagination was running wild with possibilities. I also knew that nothing I had done meant I deserved the easy way. I had fucked up too many times already. "The hard way. Sir." If he allowed me the easy way, it would be a gift from a god. And the god would be a cruel and dark god. It would be a god like TJ. "Good faggot," he said. "Learning what you are. What you are entitled to." He laughed. "Now, stand up and turn around." I stood up and turned around. There was a large mirror on the wall, but it was positioned so that my image was blocking my view of TJ. All I could see was his legs and his hard cock, pointing straight up. "Bend over," he said. I bent over, raising my ass up in the air, and exposing it to him. "Nice. Now, spread your legs," he said. I did as he told me, shuffling my bare feet against the floor. From previous trips here, I knew the floor was only just barely cleaned between customers, and my feet were getting dirty from the accumulated sweat, lube, cum, and other things still on the floor. I forced myself to keep my balance, as my balls and holes were exposed to the air. It was a uniquely vulnerable position, and it was only a matter of time before TJ took advantage of my undefended parts. I closed my eyes for second, right as TJ chose to attack. There a quick brush of his against my thigh, then a throbbing aching pain radiating from my balls. I stumbled, trying to keep my balance in the face of the agonizing bolts of pain still shooting out. "Don't fall down, faggot," TJ said, laughing at my efforts to stay composed. "And next time, you better stay still." I braced myself, waiting for another flick of his fingers against my balls, but instead, he pressed a thick finger up against my hole. At least he had licked his finger; the thin layer of spit was all the lube I was going to get right now. He pushed it in and started to stretch me open. Eventually, it would be his cock up there and I cherished the opportunity get opened up slowly. He pulled his finger out, leaving me empty. "Please, Sir," I moaned. I wanted his finger back in me. I needed something in me: a finger, a toy, a dick, something. The tina was hitting me hard, and the last of my inhibitions were falling away. I was wagging my ass at him, all but begging him to fuck me. "Please, I need more." As soon as I said it, I knew it was a mistake. Before I could react, he slapped my balls. The pain was exquisitely perfect and I forced myself not to move at all. "That's the submissive faggot I've been needing. Good cocksucker," he said. He slapped my balls again, not quite as hard as before. But my balls were already sensitized and the white-hot ache filled my world. I gasped, trying to stay in the room with TJ. "Stay with me, TJ said. He was gently rubbing his fingers against my nutsack. Under normal circumstances, it would have felt amazing. But my balls were still recovering from the two rounds of TJ's abuse, and each finger stroke was another volley of pain. "Stay with me," he repeated, more insistently. It would have been far too easy to disassociate myself from the scene at hand, but TJ would have able to tell. From the tone of his voice, it was obvious that the repercussions for that escape would be far worse than the simple agony I would otherwise endure. "Such a good faggot," he said. His finger strokes were now light taps, reminding me just how vulnerable I was. But I didn't care. The tina was blasting through my veins now, and concepts formerly off-limits were now fair game. I wanted to give up my ass to TJ, to let that hard ebony shaft impale me. No, better, I wanted that fat nigger dick in my white hole. Against everything I had believed in, this was the ultimate in perversion. A fine what man, giving up his holes to a black man. "You need a reward, I think," TJ muttered. "Please, Sir," I moaned. I wanted his nigger cock in me and I didn't care that it was at least twice the width of anything I had yet taken today. But, at least for now, TJ was looking out for me. His fingers returned to my anus. He pressed them against my hole, and forced the sharp shard of tina we had selected earlier into me. It burnt and cut when TJ thrust his finger into me, and pushed the potent shard into me. "Just give that a minute to melt, and we will be flying together, faggot!" He laughed. "You ever make a guy wear a rubber? Or are you a total bareback slut?" "Bareback slut," I said. "No condoms." "But only white guys?" "Yeah," I said. I knew there was no way this was going to end well for me. But there was no way that lying would end any better. "At least so far." "Well. Tonight's gonna be your lucky night. Time for you to get a black cock up that racist white ass of yours." TJ pulled his finger almost all the way out, then shoved it roughly back in. I grunted as his fingers scraped against my vulnerable flesh. " And a brown cock," he continued. He pulled his finger back out and added a second one to the assault. "And a red cock. An entire fucking United Nations of cocks. It's gonna be fun." He laughed. It was clear the one thing it was not going to be for me was fun. With his two fingers still deep in my hole, he reached over, grabbed the door, and opened it. It swung open easily, exposing me bent over, naked, two black fingers buried in my white ass to anyone who would happen to walk by. "Ever had a rainbow of cum drip down your thigh?" TJ asked. It was more than loud enough for anyone to hear, but luckily, there was no one in the hallway. "No," I said. "Well, tonight's gonna be your lucky night, faggot," TJ said. He continued to finger fuck me. Despite the roughness of his thrusts, I still pulled my ass cheeks apart as far as I could. At the deepest points in his shoves, he pushed the shard further into me. It was slowly melting and getting absorbed by my body. Like his finger-fuck, I had no choice but to accept it, utterly powerless against the certain consequences. In fact, it made me spread my ass even further, eager for his fingers, for anything, to penetrate me. TJ noticed. "Hell yeah," he said. "Let me in." "Fuck me," I moaned. I needed more than just his black fingers inside me. As twisted as it sounded to me, I needed his cock inside me. Yeah, he was a black guy. But in the perverted logic of the tina high, it seemed almost appropriate. It seemed like the right thing to do, to let him inside me. "Please," I grunted, as TJ shoved his fingers back into me. "Not yet, faggot. When it's time." He pulled out and shoved them back into me. "And we'll both know when it's time for me to fuck you." This thrust was harder than before, and I stumbled a bit. As I recovered, I glanced towards the now open door. There was a guy standing there; in the dim light it was hard to tell anything about him. "Mind if I take a try at fucking him?" the stranger asked, stepping into the room. Once in the room, the light was marginally better, and I could see he had the olive skin of an Italian or Greek, with a slim, muscular body. His muscular pecs and washboard abs were covered by a layer of dark hair, thick enough to make it obvious he trimmed. But, the towel wrapped around his waist hid his most important asset. "Be my guest," TJ said. The stranger extracted a condom from his towel. "You don't need that," TJ said. "Good. I was going to find an excuse to take it off anyway." He tossed the packet on the bed. "That what I think it is?" he asked. "Yeah," TJ said. "Want a hit?" "Hell yeah," the stranger said. In the mirror, I watched TJ hand the stranger the pipe and torch. The stranger gently kicked the door closed before heating the pipe, and it was not long before a tendril of smoke emerged from the bowl. He took his time, doing several hits before finally pulling the torch away and exhaling one last large cloud. "He need one?" he asked TJ. "Nah. He just did a booty bump." The stranger handed the pipe back to TJ. "Good," the guy said. "He'll need it. I fuck hard when I'm tweaked." "That's good," TJ said. "Mark needs a hard fucking. Don't you?" he asked me. It was hard for me to follow the conversation; the drugs were flowing through my veins and my hole was burning. I couldn't tell if the burn was from the crystal still dissolving in me or my need to finally get fucked. I had sucked a lot of dick, but no one had yet fucked me. "Yeah," I finally said. I pulled my ass cheeks back apart, hoping that the stranger would take the hint. "See?" TJ said. "All yours." "Yeah," the stranger said. He undid the sloppy knot on his towel and tossed it onto the bed. It revealed a thick, uncut cock, hanging down between his muscular legs. His cock was only a little smaller than TJ's, but against his short gymnast body, it seemed absolutely massive. I hoped that I would be able to take it, since defeat here would bode poorly for my ability to accommodate TJ's tool. "He lubed up?" "Nah," TJ said. "If he's gonna take that thing, he'll need a bit." Luckily, I had pulled a bottle out of my bag when we first got into the room, and TJ tossed it to the stranger. He poured what felt like only a few drops on my hole; it was hardly enough to prepare me for his dick. In the mirror, I saw him pour a lot more on his dick and start to stroke it. "Nice," TJ commented, as the stranger's cock stiffened, lengthened and hardened. "Been fucked yet tonight?" he asked. His cock was now sticking straight out in front of him, hard and erect. Like a deadly snake, it glistened from the coating of lube. I knew it was not enough, but in the moment, it was hard for me to come up with the words to ask for more. "Not yet," TJ said. He continued, able to say the words I was struggling with. "You should pour a bit more lube on his hole. He's just starting out and we don't want him out too early in the night." "Right on," the stranger said. He poured some more of the cool liquid on my hole, and stuffed a finger into me. "Fuck," he said, as I felt his finger brush up against the last of the shard. "Tina's not even fully melted. He's gonna be flying." Something about his tone made my cock shrink, even more than the tina had already done. I was already pretty damn high, and any more would leave me a tweaked-out mess. I had only been this high once before. It was right as I was first exploring my sexuality. The drugs lifted so many inhibitions, and it was not long before I was taking cock after cock. Tonight was already starting out similarly, only so far, it had been all black and Latino cocks that I had taken. "Yeah," TJ said. "That's the entire point. Get him totally fucked up. Now, you need to get him fucked." The stranger didn't need to be told twice. He pulled his fingers out of my ass, leaving me gaping and hungry. He immediately replaced them with the very tip of cock. I gasped, but the stranger ignored me and pressed his shaft on in. The little bit of finger-fucking I had gotten from TJ and the stranger was hardly enough, and the pain radiated out of from my anus. I bit down, but it provided hardly any relief. "Just relax. You're gonna take it all, don't worry about it," the stranger said.

PART II I was sitting in the hot tub, watching the men around me from the corner of my eye. It was not a small tub like the ones people have in their backyards, but easily three meters square. If two guys on opposite ends rested their arms and shoulders on the edge of the pool, letting their outstretched bodies float in the water, their toes would hardly touch in the middle. Not that I tried to. To see all those hot, daddy-type dudes really intimidated me. Harry had been right, I was by far the youngest guy in the room. And to be honest it somewhat made me nervous. Though I had always lusted after older men, especially the hairy, bearded ones, until today my experience had mostly been limited to boys my own age. Well, not mostly, but entirely. And to see all of those guys walking around the room at least half naked, their mature, masculine bodies on display as if it was the most natural thing on earth, had me shivering with excitement, the blood rushing in my ears. Whenever a man made eye contact, and I was surprised by how many of them tried to, I blushed and looked away. But one of them proved to be particularly persistent. He sat across from me and just kept staring, nodding his head whenever our eyes met. With his cropped grey hair and neatly trimmed beard he reminded me of Harry actually, but whereas Harry was just lean, this guy looked emaciated. His face was haggard, eyes and cheeks sunken in, his collarbones showing since his chest was not nearly as muscular as Harry's. Sure, I hadn't seen much of the world yet, but it didn't take a physician to diagnose what looked like full-blown AIDS to me. Don't stare at him like that. He'll think you want to have sex with him, moron. But it was already too late. I almost froze in terror when he suddenly got up and waded towards me through the turmoiled water. He had to be a very tall guy. While the water had covered my asscheeks completely, surging through my crack with every step I made, it didn't reach much higher than his knees, his lean, vascular thighs in full sight. But what really caught my eye was the monstrous uncut dick dangling in front of him, the sheathed cockhead parting the surface of the pool like an icebreaker pushing aside the floes.It might sound strange, but my first thought was that his cock looked like some kind of parasitic life form, a monstrous, blood-filled leech that had sunk its fangs into the guy's crotch to suck all the sap and energy from its host's body. It was long, bloated and angry-red, with thick veins running along the length of the shaft. The epitome of vitality. To see it attached to this frail, emaciated body was surreal. Since its latest victim was obviously drained to the last drop, I almost expected it to drop off his body and to disappear in the bubbling water, looking for a new host to grind its teeth into and feast on until it would finally be satiated. But of course it was only a cock, though definitely the longest, thickest and - I have to admit - tastiest cock I had ever seen. "Hi, my name's Glen." A hand entered my field of vision, blocking my view of this magnificent piece of meat and breaking the almost hypnotical connection. I shook his hand and looked up at the guys face with an insecure smile. "I'm Kevin." From close up the trenches running down his tanned, leathery cheeks seemed even deeper, making him look like a cigar store Indian. Somewhere in the winding depths of my mind a panicky voice was screaming "AIDS, AIDS, AIDS...", but my body seamed to have a mind of its own. My little dick was stiff as a ramrod and my asshole twitched like mad. I just couldn't help it, my eyes were drawn back to his massive cock again. "Like what you see, boy?" I gulped. Of course I liked his dick. I wanted it more than anything else before. But I just couldn't admit that, not to myself and all the more not to that stranger approaching me. It was just too risky and no dick in the world was worth taking that risk. Not even this long, thick, veiny - Stop it, moron. Stop it right now, or you'll end up with your ass full of his AIDS-cum!!! I willed my head to shake 'No'. "You don't? What a shame, cause it really likes you. See?" Glen was right, his cock was heaving, swaying seductively in front of me. To my utter surprise it seemed to be filling out even more, slowly gaining in diameter, the veins getting more prominent with every second that passed by. I could almost see his blood rushing through them. Now it was swinging from side to side like a cobra following the movements of the fakir's flute. But of course the cobra was me and my eyes never left the tip of his flute. I licked my lips involuntarily. A clear drop was forming as more and more pre-cum was welling out of Glen's piss-slit. Finally a translucent string was dangling before my eyes, quivering every time his fat cock jumped with excitement. And I could tell how excited he was. Glen was breathing heavily and when he finally broke the hypnotic silence, his voice was deep and husky: "Are you really sure you don't like my cock, young man? If you are, just say 'No' and I'll never bother you again." My mind was in turmoil, I wanted it so bad, but at the same time couldn't allow myself to admit it. I was transfixed like your proverbial deer in the headlights. That's when his cock took the decision for me. It throbbed one more time, the string of pre-cum ripped off, falling down towards the surface of the gurgling water. Without thinking, I darted forward, my tongue stretched out, desperately trying to catch the precious drop all my senses had been focused on. But I was too late, it disappeared in the whirlpool. A sigh of despair escaped my lips. When I looked up at Glen, he just gave me a shit-eating grin. "Don't worry, boy. There's more where this came from. More than you could ever ask for. Now let's get going and find us some private place. I can't wait so see those cute lips wrapped around my fat daddydick. You better work up a lot of saliva, because Daddy never uses any artificial lube. So spit and pre-cum is all the lubrication you're gonna get. Wonder how long it's gonna take your little boyhole to accomodate my thick ass-stretcher." He chuckled lecherously. "But don't worry. Daddy pre-cums a lot and since I never use condoms either, your little fuckhole will be slick with natural lube in no time. And when I rub my slimy cockhead over your quivering hole, you'll be begging to have Daddy's big mancock shoved into you." And he was right. I didn't know much right then, but I knew for sure I'd be begging for it. And I'd mean it. Begging him for his AIDS-load. "Now lets get going. My balls are boiling already: Time to turn you into daddy's cumdump..." He grabbed my arm to pull me with him and I was about to get up, when a voice boomed through the cave-like tiled room: "Hey, Kevin. Here you are. I almost thought you were hiding from me. Ready to take your tour around the place?" Harry was walking towards the tub. Naked, towel around his neck, his big cock dangling in front of him. The gray hair covering his muscular body already matted by the steamy air. I blushed. Finally I muttered: "Er, Glen here has already offered to..." That's when I realized that Glen had gone. He was sitting at the other side of the whirlpool again, his eyes closed, feigning to be asleep. The last couple of minutes might just as well never have happened. But I had no time to think. Harry jumped into the water with quite a splash and sat down next to me, laying his arm around my back. "So, where do you want to go first?" PART III in the making. (Sorry it took me so long. I had to focus on school and at some point I forgot about this story altogether. But right now I'm already halfway through with PART III. I promise. )

This is the telling of my weekend's (June23) activity (reality) to my Soldier Boyfriend currently located in Afganistan. He so loves to have me get bred and dirty as often as possible and has told me he would even break up with me if I didn't get at least two loads a week. The catch is I have to tell the story to him in detail so he can enjoy it where he is. Here's the First Installment. Chapter 1 - The Tag Team. Mark my handsome soldier, Here's the events of my Anon Cum Dump Party this past weekend: I rented out a cheap room at a local Motel 6, a double bed in the middle of the room a mere 3 feet from the door. So to please you, I opened up my hole to get it all stretched out and sloppy on my birthday. I put the word out that I was starting my Anon Cum Dump party early cuz my earlier group party was a bust. I cleaned up a bit, washed, cleaned my hole, mouthwash, etc. stripped to just a jockstrap, got my blindfold ready. Poppers on the bed, and a squirt of lube on my finger inserting it in my hole to get it ready for the night's festivities. First guy to show up last night was a regular of mine, Roland - 52 years old, very fit Latino, muscular with an 8 " cock. He loves pump n dumps and i've lost count of how many times he's seeded my hole. He frequently cums to my office after hours and bends me over my desk to plant his seed. When i opened the motel room door, there's another guy standing next to him. Roland stands about 5'5". The buddy next to him was over 6' tall, younger, white, handsome, thin. I gave a questioning look at the newcomer and Roland says in his sexy Spani accent, "He's with me." Ok, i gesture for them to come in, and shut the door behind them. I drop to my knees in front of the tall thin friend who just unzipped and pulled out his cock. I start sucking on his cock as it begins to quickly grow, and grow, and grow. Oh my gawd, it must have been also 8", maybe 8 1/2" and thick. I get on the edge of the bed doggie style, legs spread and hanging off the bed as the two visitors finish stripping. Tall thin man steps up first, while Roland gets on the bed on his knees in front of me and feeds me his cock to suck. I take a big whiff of Poppers and take Roland's cock deep in my mouth. I feel his friend press his engorged cock head against my pucker, so i come off of Roland's cock, lower my head for another hit of Poppers, and bear down on the friends cock. He presses further and it pops into my anxious hole. He starts pumping in my hole and i can feel his cock deep, massaging my prostate, and rubbing my inner ring... OMG i'm in heaven.. Roland re-inserts his long tool down my throat and the two of them are split roasting me -mouth and ass. Suddenly, the friend picks up pace, grabbing my hips and lets out this low guttural groan... I feel my insides getting flooded with the first load of the night. I can barely grip his cock with my anus muscles he's so thick. He keeps pumping slower a bit now. As Roland pulls outta my mouth and moves behind his Friend, the friend picks up speed again, and grunting, drops a second load in my gut. He slides his now softening cock out of my hole as Roland steps up and slides his long hard cock deep in my ass in one gentle but firm thrust. I've been opened up nicely now, so I'm immensely enjoying the feel of Roland deep in me. Again I feel my inner ring being rubbed and stretched. If you've never experienced this, it's like an inner orgasm constantly. Roland leans over and kisses the back of my neck while he is pumping me really hard. I've been moaning and urging him on the whole time. I say, Yeah, man, push his load deeper in my hole... Fuck he got so turned on... he climbed up on the bed, feet on the bed without removing his cock from my hole, legs bent 'froggy style', pushing me down on the bed more.. he starts pumping furiously, telling me, "Jackie, I love your hole" in his sweet sexy Latin voice. And with that, thrusts harder, grunting and dropping his load in my sphincter mixing his seed with his friend's. He pulls out, huffing outta breath, gets dressed and the two thank me, kiss me full on the mouth and hug me, and leave me there reveling in the feeling of a dripping nicely stretched mancunt. Next Chapter: the Repeater.

I'm a bottom with a total fixation for assholes. I love having mine eaten and I love to eat other guy's asses!

Good one TxBBTop-- kinda reminds me of the time when a trick asked me to follow me him home ans as it turned out he woke up his boyfriend so we partake in the actives well cut to chase while I was plowing the one who picked me up at the park the condom broke but I still kept on fucking him. No regrets when I left I even saw him wipe his hole to see I came in his ass to which I did.