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Well guys I hope you enjoy this.... How it happened - part 2 “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. “I think you’re going to be very popular,” he chuckled at me, when he saw me slip my hand down between my legs and start to play with my cum-covered hole. “Time for some more fuck smoke, wish you could meet my friend Mr. T, but we’ll save that for next time when I know you are going to be stay a whole weekend,” he smirked at me. I hesitantly asked, “You want to see me again,” I needed that big cock back inside me the worst way. I seriously don’t know what I would have done if he hadn’t wanted to fuck, I mean see me again. I should have been concerned, I had just taken my first raw cock and load, but instead of jumping up to expel his jizz, I pulled my gaping hole wide open to show him. I wanted him back inside me NOW, and this was the best way I could think of asking him to pump another load deep inside my ass. “Oh, don’t worry babe, I’ve got plenty more for your hot lil’ boy pussy,” he smirked slipping two thick fingers inside, just long enough to start me moaning and humping back against his hand. “We’re going fuck for a long-time boy,” he chuckled pulling out his fingers and sucking them clean. “It’s fuck smoke break time, then back to using my cumdump’s boy pussy. You’re my lil’ cumslut fuck toy boy aren’t you babe?” All I could do was smile and nod back to the sweat-covered man who had just introduced me to the pleasures of raw cock. There wasn’t anything about him I didn’t like. He handed me the glass pipe again, as well as the lighter. I flicked the lighter and began to inhale, as I rocked the pipe slowly. I started to hand the pipe back to him, but he shook his head no and told me to finish the rock, while he went to the bedroom to do something. I forgot he was even gone, while I smoked the white rock. By the time he returned I had finished the rock. I never wanted fucked as much as I did at that moment. I NEEDED him inside me now, even more than the first time he sunk his beautiful 8-plus inch cock inside me. “Oh, ya boy, you’re tweaked out of you fuckin’ mind now,” he laughed stroking his hard cock. A thick black ring now encased the base of his cock, while another even thicker one encircled his ball-sack above his balls. His cock looked like a truly potent weapon now and I wanted it inside me in the worse way. He grabbed me by the cock and led me up a couple of steps into his bedroom. There were two camcorders on tripods pointed at the king-sized four-posted bed, one pointing down from the head of the bed, and the other aimed from a bottom corner of the bed. I was puzzled to see only a black plastic sheet on the bed, with several pillows also covered with black plastic. In an alcove, there was a leather swing-like device. “Up bitch, and assume the position,’ he commanded me, slapping the bed with his hand. I normally would have turned and grabbed my clothes and left, if anyone before had ever thought to speak to me like that, but I found myself hopping up on his bed and positioned my ass towards him. All I could think of was his incredible cock fucking me again. I wanted him to fill me with another load of his jizz. I knew intellectually I shouldn’t, but the feel of his raw cock fucking and then exploding deep inside me was the most incredible sex I’d ever had in my life. I NEEDED him to do it again and again and again. I couldn’t believe how horny I was for his dick and jizz. “You’re a good lil’ cumslut boy, aren’t you?” he chuckled turning me slightly so my coming fuck would be captured for posterity. “You’re going to show everyone what a good lil’ bitch slut you are, right babe?” He asked me right before slapping my ass hard, and making me moan in pleasure, as he climbed up on the bed. He spent the next several minutes teasing my hole with his amazing cock, but never pushed all the way back in. Only just far enough to let me know how much my ass missed him inside me. I was begging before the first minute even passed. I begged and promised to do anything, so long as he fucked me again. He encouraged me to talk dirty and nasty, while begging for his dick. He teased me asking if I would let him knock my ass up again if he fucked me. I was so desperate for his cock, I promised he could always knock up my boy cunt anytime he fucked me. I would never have him wrap up when he wanted inside my boy pussy. At this point I would have promised anything to get him to fuck me again. I’d never in my life imagined being this horny. Once my promises had been secured he slammed in balls deep in a single thrust. I moaned loudly, as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. He began to long dick me repeatedly, more often, than not pulling completely out before ramming back in so hard our balls smacked together loudly. Sweat poured from both of us, as he used me all over the bed. We did every imageable position possible. Many I had only seen in hardcore, slutty sex. Honestly, I don’t think I could even remember the total number of times I jizzed. I think maybe four times, I know he came at least five times total, before I finally could not fuck anymore. He pulled a sheet over me, but not both taking a bunch of pictures and used one of the camcorders to do a close-up of my heaving, sweat-drenched, cum-covered body and my gaping, leaking cum-filled hole. “You look so fuckin’ hot babe,” he smiled leaning down to kiss me passionately. “Get some rest, I have a few things to do before I join you there for a rest,” he smiled at me. As he walked away from the bed and back down the stairs to the living room I heard “Welcome to the Jungle” start playing, followed by him answering his cell phone as I started to doze off. “HEY! I take it you liked round one’s live stream,” he chuckled. I wanted to hear more of his conversation since it seemed to be about me, but I was too exhausted. I did hear him continue talking as I slipped into sand land. “Oh, fuck ya, he is, wait ‘til you see the vid after I have it edited for the site. He’s a natural, plus he promised to take on all of my friends raw, if I promised to keep knocking his ass up,” he laughed, loudly. “Nah, he not local, he’s a fresh piece of Hopkins ass.” When I woke up, I found myself still horny, but still tired from all the sex. It then hit me everything I had done the night before. I had gone home with a guy I barely knew and let him fuck me raw. In fact, I had begged him to fuck me and give me his loads. What had I done? I had seriously fucked up bigtime. I would make sure I never let that happen again. I couldn’t let myself be so careless. Suddenly I felt strong arms pulling me close to a warm, naked body. “Afternoon babe,” a familiar voice whispered in my ear as I felt a hard, thick cock make contact with my still slightly sore hole. Before I could say anything, he pushed steadily forward burying his raw cock back inside me. My body shuddered as it accepted readily the thick, hard cock sliding inside my still cum-slicked hole. I couldn’t help myself as I began to massage his incredible cock with my muscles. I helped his entry by pushing back to take even more of the cock, which had taught me the joys of bareback sex. No matter how wrong it was I couldn’t deprive myself or him of the pleasures we enjoyed. “Fuck your ass feels so good on my cock,” he purred into my ear. My only response was to moan and grind against his smooth groin. “Yeah, you missed this didn’t you?” He asked me as he began to long-dick me. “Yes,” I moaned softly, not believing I was letting him fuck me bareback yet again. He just felt so good inside me, I wanted him to just keep fucking me. “Yeah, I knew the first time I saw you on the dancefloor you were a nasty lil’ cumslut,” he whispered in my ear as he licked it, making moan and squirm. “We’re going to have so much fun together, babe,” he hissed in my ear, rabbit fucking me hard. “I’m going to teach and show you so much my lil’ cumslut boy,” he said rolling me on to my hands and knees and continued his assault on my ass. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my face up, “Look! How hot you look getting fucked, you were meant to be used like this babe,” he grunted to me as I looked at myself in the mirror above the headboard. I did look hot, though I seriously looked like a slut as he continued to long dick me. He knew how to dominate me and turn me on like no one else I’d ever been with. I was indeed his to use as he wanted for as long as he wanted. I was so conflicted about what was happening to me, but my hidden kinky, slutty side seamed totally in control. I wanted his load inside me. “Br…bre…breed me,” I finally panted out, knowing how wrong it was, but knowing how good it felt. I wanted to feel his big, thick cock pulse inside me again. I would deal with the consequences later, now I just needed his jizz and badly. He smiled toothily at me in the mirror, as he smacked my ass and began long-dicking me completely pulling all the way out before slam back in hard. His sweat-drenched balls smacked hard against my own, which just made the sex even better if that was possible. I was ready to climax again as he thrust back in hitting my prostrate. I saw stars as I fired my load on the black plastic sheet beneath me. “FUCK! SHIT! YES!” he shouted as he thrust inside one last time and flooded my insides. I could feel his load begin to leak out my hole as he slowly withdrew, before slamming back in. He repeated this several times, which in turn made me leak more cum out of my own semi-hard penis. He finally pulled out and drove his mouth into my freshly fucked my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed on my freshly shot load. All I could do was moan and take his incredible rimming. When he finally seemed satisfied, he forcefully flipped me over and moved up to kiss me. As I opened my mouth he opened his and released the loads he had eaten out of me into my mouth. Before I could do anything about it he grabbed my head with his hands, beginning passionately kissing me sharing his jizz with me until after what seemed an eternity I had eaten and swallowed everything he had fucked into me over the night. “Well babe,” he said smiling down at me, “I guess we better get you cleaned up so you can get a little rest before classes in the morning. I hope you didn’t have any unfinished homework,” he chuckled. “What time is it?” I asked not knowing how long we’d been at this. “It’s about eight Sunday night,” he chuckled. We’ve had a lot of fun all day.” “WHAT! It’s that late, shit my friends will be wondering what happened,” I said sitting up with a panicked look. “Shhhh…Babe it’s okay, you can catch a bus back to school a couple blocks from here and will be back in no time.” He smiled reassuringly at me. Hop in the shower and get cleaned up,” he said ushering me into the bedroom behind his bedroom. “I’d join you in the shower, but then you might not get home ‘til Wednesday,” he smirked giving me a kiss. I climbed in the hot shower and enjoyed the feel of the water pounding against me. I don’t know how long I was in there, but I felt completely refreshed though still tired after my experiences of sex with this man I still didn’t know his name. I had spent almost a complete day with this guy and still didn’t know his name. The black plastic sheet was no longer on the bed, instead a blood red set of sheets were exposed. My clothes lay on the bed, and I could hear him down in the living room/ kitchen area doing something. I realized as I dressed my underwear was missing. I got dressed anyway, because I really did need to get back to Hopkins. I walked down the steps to the living area to get my shoes, he was coming out of the kitchen area with a bottle of Gatorade. I couldn’t believe how sex he looked standing there in skin-tight black jeans, and nothing else but a slouchie beanie. He shot me a big grin. “There’s my babe,” he said pulling me into a tight hug and then a kiss. I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Hey, did you see my underwear down here somewhere?” I asked looking around. He laughed, “Yeah I kept it as a souvenir of our first date, besides I like my boys to freeball,” he smiled back at me. “You want to see me again?” I asked suddenly excited someone wanted to date me. “Fuck ya babe, I want to see a whole lot more of you,” he said leaning down and kissing me hard, as he gripped my ass. “I have so much I want to experience with you,” he whispered into my ear. I boned up instantly in his arms, and I could tell he was boned as well. I was excited at the thought of finally having a boyfriend, and a sexy one at that. “It’s finally gotten colder, and I know you weren’t wearing a coat, so you can borrow one of mine until you come down this coming Friday. I’m having a small get together with some close friends and I’d love you to meet them. Bring whatever you need for the weekend and you can go back Sunday. How does that sound?” He said opening a closet door and pulling out an expensive looking black leather jacket with a gold embroidered scorpion on the upper left side. “You can wear this and bring it back on Friday,” he said with a smirk. “Thanks,” I started to say, but stopped and looked sheepishly at him. “I’m sorry I forgot your name,” I said softly, waiting for his reaction. He didn’t get angry, but rather started laughing. “You didn’t forget it,” he said grinning. “You were too horny to even care, which made things more fun,” pulling me into another kiss. “I’m Michael,” he paused briefly looking at me before leaning done to my ear and whispering, “And you’re Ian, my lil’ cumslut boy.” He opened the door and unlocked the door grate to let me leave. It certainly way colder than it had been the night before. I was glad Michael had loaned me his jacket. I couldn’t wait to see him again. My new boyfriend, as I walked towards the bus stop to take me back to Hopkins. I was on cloud nine.

So 2018 started off with a bang for me. I have been really good friends for over 2 years with a guy that lives about an hour away. He was a true friend that would do anything to help you out. Up until New Years. our relationship was just friends, nothing more, nothing less. We would flirt with each other, but had never had sex. At times I thought there would be as he let me rub his massive cock through his jeans, but that was about all. All was cool though, as we were true friends. Things changed though on New Years Eve, when he invited me to a party at his condo. Drinks were flowing and we had a good buzz on. We shared a wonderful kiss at the stroke of midnight, and shortly after the other guests left. I was quite tired as I woke at 4:30 am that morning, and after the others left, I told him I was quite tired, and ready for bed. He agreed, and although I expected him to show me to the guest bedroom, he invited me to his room. I cant lie, I have always wanted his cock in me, be it in my mouth, but hopefully in my ass. As he took his clothes off. I couldn't help but admire that cock that I had only rubbed through his jeans. He was a good 7-8 when soft, and truly beer can thick. He quickly invited me to take ahold of it, which I did. His cock quickly started to grow to a good hard 10 inches. I quickly stripped, and we got into bed,where he became very passionate. We kissed deeply, cuddled and then he rolled me over to eat my ass out. I was in pure heaven thinking that I was about to get seeded. He abruptly stopped rimming me, and we rolled over and cuddled some more. As we were doing so, he tells me that he has always been a true friend, and he didn't want to ruin that by having sex. I told him that I have always wanted sex with him, but kind of felt the same. AS we discussed it, we both agreed that sex would not get between us as friends. As we cuddled some more, he opened up and told me that friendship was not the ONLY reason that we had not had sex with me before. He told me that he was poz, undetectable! I was somewhat surprised. but not as surprised as he was when I told him I was chasing a gift! With that he rolled me over and fucked the shit out of me! After he left my hole dripping, we simply rolled over and fell asleep. I woke early that morning as I felt his cock rubbing my ass ready for a second breeding. We then threw on some clothes, and headed to the balcony to have a smoke, and talk about what happened. We both agreed that we were glad that sex finally happened. We were both surprised of our revelations that he was undetectable, and that I was chasing. We discussed the possibility of him going off meds to try and gift me. There was no definite answer from him, although I believe it will eventually happen. His life as a positive guy have not been all that great, and he questioned me as to why I was looking to be gifted. As some of you may know, and as I explained to him, it is bound to happen at some point, and I really want to know who my gifter is. When I asked if he knew his gifter, he said he did not, and understands me wanting to know. The jury is still out on if that will happen though. Would LOVEto hear from any of you who have been in similar situation. Although this story is in the fiction section, it is 100% true.

True story from Dec. 23rd holiday party. My partner Shane and I went to a friend’s holiday party. It’s a semi-annual event, and always one of the best parties of the year. This year there were around 70 guys attending. There was a small catering team handling the food and bar. My favorite was the blonde waiter; when we chatted, he shared he was a senior in a nursing program and was thinking about PA school next year. The bartender was a muscular guy, shaved head, in his late 30s or early 40s; he was pouring the drinks pretty heavy. I chatted briefly with another waiter, this one a bit shy with dark, thick hair and glasses who was also finishing college, and looking a bit overwhelmed by all the men. There was a really mishmash of guests, ranging from late 20s through early 60s, with the majority in their 40s and 50s. A good cross-section of fit and outgoing gentlemen. I knew about half of the guys from other social events, and a few from prior seasons in Ptown. A few close friends were attending, and I was mingling throughout the night. Shane and I crossed paths now and agin in the house — a 3600 sq. Ft. Home built along the edge of conservation land, so it was nice and private. There was a constant level of flirting and sexual energy in the group; not ususual for one of these parties. Men were casually chatting, rubbing one another’s chest, and breaking the touch-barrier by laying a hand on someone new’s shoulder or around their waist. The buzz in the house was lively as guys moved from room to room, and occasionally out to the chillly patio, during the evening. Around 10 p.m. some guys began to take their leave. I’d chatted with my friends, made some new acquaintances, and even exchanged a couple nice kisses with some new handsome guys. Shane introduced me to a tall, lean red head named Eric, and I chatted with the handsome ginger for a bit before needing to visit the bartender again. There’d also been a slow migration of some guys to the upper floor, which had a walkway and small seating area that overlooked the living room. Guys were hanging out up there, and then disappearing down the hallway. I wasn’t in a hurry to wander upstairs, and was enjoying the conversations still happening on the main floor. Around 10:45 the main floor was growing pretty thin. The last of my close friends that were still hanging around were saying goodbyes. The main floor was littered with empty food plates, wine glasses, and cups. I peeked into the front living room and saw a guy sitting on the couch with another kneeling at his feet blowing him. In the kitchen, three guys were in a tight embrace exploring one another’s bodies under their winter clothing. I decided to wander upstairs and see what was happening there. The master bedroom was at the end of the upstairs hallway, past several other closed doors. The hall was quiet, and there wasn’t much noise coming from those closed rooms. The master bedroom door was opne, but the room was dark. With about 6 feet left to the hallway, I could begin to hear the happy murmurs of men in the dark. There were about 25 guys in the bedroom, a large space with 2 levels — the lower level had a king size bed in the center of the floor looking out a wall of glass into the woods. Behind the bed was a low wall with steps on either side that went to the upper level. Guys were everywhere. From the upper level, I could see a group of 7 guys active on the bed, with one guy laying spread eagle and another laying on top of him. Two other guys were on all fours at opposite sides of the bed being fucked from behind. Around me were small groups of naked men sucking, and I spied what looked like a metal framework in the corner opposite the hallway. I stripped, tossed my clothes behind a chair, and started to wander the upper level to see who was there and where I might join in. The bedroom was filled with happy moans and groans of men sharing sexual intimacy. There were random bottles of poppers and lube floating around, and I took a quick hit of poppers to get myself going; my dick was already rock hard, my favorite leather cockring hugging it tight at the base. My friend Matthew was laying on a blanket on the floor, holding his legs in the air as someone I hadn’t spoken to tonight started penetrating his hole. Three guys were on their knees in the middle of a group of 6 or 7, hungrily sucking one cock after another. The frame I saw in the corner was for a sling, but the sling was empty at the moment — I didn’t think that would last very long. My eyes were adjusting to the darkness, just a few candles punctuating small areas of the room, and casting most of the bodies as silhouettes until you got up close. I picked up a bottle of poppers and took a second hit as one of the guys kneeling reached out and touched my cock; I slipped it into his mouth and enjoyed a nice blowjob before he moved back to the guy on my right. I wandered down to the lower level by the bed. The sounds here were more intense — skin slapping against skin, and short grunts, moans, and gasps as men were being fucked in the near darkness. I had to get close to make out faces. To my surprise, the adorable blonde waiter was bent over the edge of the bed being fucked by one of the hosts. The host leaned over as I got close, and made out with me while he kept fucking the boy. There was a bottle of lube and some poppers laying nearby on the bed, and I reached underneath to feel the host’s bare cock sliding in and out of the boy’s hole. I stepped around and knelt on the bed, taking a hit of poppers, sharing one with the boy, and pushed my cock into his mouth to spit roast him. I looked at the other pairs fucking on the bed, and realized it was Shane laying spread eagle on one side of the bed with the red head plowing into his hole. I felt the thrill that goes through me when I see Shane being fucked by someone. He was grunting over and over as Eric delivered thrust after thrust, his body weight pressing Shane into the mattress. The muscly bartender was standing at the other edge of the bed, stroking slowly as he watched two other guys fucking near him; he occasionally reached over and touched Eric’s ass and ran his hand up along his spine. I decided to walk up top and see if there was an available ass ready to be fucked. My friend Matthew was now in the sling with a couple guys standing near, but no one stepping up. I quickly lubed my cock, stepped up to Matthew’s waiting hole, and started to push in. He and I smiled to each other for a second, then he took two long hits of poppers knowing what was coming, and then the fuck started. His ass was incredible warm wrapped around my dick, and I felt the smooth skin rubbing against my cock as I pumped in and out of his hole. I fucked him with long strokes, purposely trying to have my balls slap against his ass. He started jacking himself, and I picked up the pace as he starting moaning. I went from long and deep strokes, to a more moderate pace, letting the sling begin to do some of the work as it swung forward and back, pulling his hole away from my cock, and then plunging back to impale him again. Matthew was groaning loudly, which totally turns me on, and I started a power fuck, slamming his ass hard as I pulled back against the chairs holding the sling. Matthew and I locked eyes, him grunting and snarling like someone who loves his ass used hard. My pelvic bone was starting to hurt I was fucking him so hard, pulling back on the chains to bring his hole back to me. Matthew grunted and then asked for a break. I stepped back, and helped him up, his lightly furred chest drenched in sweat, and he was gasping a bit. We stood there making out for a few minutes, then he went downstairs for water. I washed off my cock in the shower (I think that’s always polite after fucking someone’s ass), and wandered back toward the bed. There were at least 10 guys on or around the bed, and the energy had become primal. Shane and the blonde waiter was laying on their backs along the bottom end of the bed, with a third guy on all fours beside them. All three were being fucked. Shane was taking the bartender’s big cock, his moans conveying how hot the fuck was. The blonde was giving it up for a silver fox, and the third was impaled on the host’s cock. This is where everything just begins to become a pagent of smells, sounds, and feelings. I jumped onto the bed, and there were others that followed. The next 40 minutes was a circus of mystery cocks slipping in and out of willing holes as tops moved around the bed regularly, I fucked a cute otter at the edge of the bed while watching Shane take the silver fox in his ass, and another guy push his cock into Shane’s mouth. I was just thinking of breeding the otter when someone came up behind me and pushed into my ass. I became distracted by the mystery cock inside me, and the incredibly warm feeling of the otter’s hole. I thrusted forward to bury myself deep, feeling the dick in my slide out to his head; and then pushed back onto the cock behind me while giving the otter a moment of relief. I was caught up in the amazing slippery feelings on my cock and in my ass. There was a rotation on the bed, and I lost my otter hole only to find the blonde waiter sniffing poppers with his legs spread wide. I didn’t waste time taking that beautiful hole, watching the expressions on his face as I began to pump in and out of him raw. A suddenly loud grunting / growling sound was off to my left, and I could make out (through the tangle of bodies) a bearded guy from Connecticutt pumping his load into Shane’s ass. My poppered up blonde was cradling his knees in his arms, lifting his ass up for my cock. I pounded him, shifting my stance a few times to reach different angles in his hole. He vacillated between low moans and quick whimpers as he took another cock in him. I made out with a guy next to me who then asked for a turn with the blonde. I gave myself a quick respite for some water, then returned to the bed. The redhead Eric was back at Shane’s ass, holding his legs wide while he pumped away at the hungry hole. Shane was moaning, and after a few minutes I heard him ask for Eric’s load. The redhead pumped with determination; I could hear their bodies slapping against one another, and felt it in the bed itself. Finally Eric unloaded into Shane, still pumping away to push his load deep inside. I felt someone fingering my hole, but he was a bit too tentative to keep my attention. Meanwhile, the otter was available again, and he presented his hole to me. I decided this was where I was going to finish for the night. I made out with the handsome otter, letting my hardon tease against his hole for a moment before pushing back inside. We found a quick rhythm and made out while I fucked his ass. I felt the urge building inside me to shoot. I looked up and saw one of the hosts bending Shane over the edge of the bed and positioning his cock to enter my partner. “Are you gonna breed me?” The otter asked. ”Fuck yeah!” I grunted. He looked at me with cocklust in his eyes, and I knew I was going to tag his ass. I let the urge build, my cock aching to release, “OH YEAH~” and I let my cum flood the adorable otter in front of me. He started grunting, and I saw his own cum shoot across his chest and hit his chin. I licked him cum onto my tongue, and pushed it into his own mouth, letting him taste his own cum while mine filled his ass. Our host grunted again and again as he unloaded into Shane’s ass in front of me. I got off the bed with the otter, the two of us walking hand-in-hand, I lead him toward the shower. I slapped the host’s ass, “Nice work” and he smiled back. “I’ve wanted to breed that ass for over a year!” The otter and I showered, then snuggled in one of the other bedrooms for awhile. When I finally got up to collect my clothing and boyfriend, I found him showering with a bearded guy from Boston I’d met before. He had fucked Shane in the sling and given him another load. Shane told me later that he’d been fucked by two guys in the sling, taking both loads. If you enjoyed hearing about Shane’s and my holiday orgy, click the Blue Heart and Upvote, and leave a message.

He put the issue on the table...

Part 29 White Sebastian was getting his neg ass pounced and bred by a very poz Matt, Steven sent out a group text to let those that were selectively invited to take part in the weekends festivities. Some would be clients who would pay good money to fuck and breed a neg hole. As he heard Matt's vocal climax he knew it was time to bring up Steven's playroom. Steven had mentioned that he had a playroom during the chats he had when Sebastian. It also allows him to ask about the twink and the things he wanted to try, things he was curious about and to find out far he might be willing to go. Steven rejoined the two as they were catching their collective breath as they recovered. Steven asked Sebastian, “You think you’re ready to explore my playroom? I know of a few on my friends who are wanting to meet you and maybe take a ride in that sweet ass off yours.” Sebastian’s answer was short and simple, “Fuck yes!” As they began to make their way down to the basement. Sebastian began to head to the kitchen where he had dropped his bag when he from arrived. Steven let him know that his bag would be safe right where he left it as they ushered him down the stairs to the playroom. When Sebastian first saw the playroom he was like a kid in a candy shop. Matt said that he’d grab some Gatorades while Steven showed him around the well equipped playroom. With Steven keeping Sebastian preoccupied, Matt was able to retrieve the G spiked bottles and hand the unsuspecting Sebastian an opened bottle. When the little tour reached the sling, ‘The center piece of the playroom’, Sebastian didn’t need to be told what he needed to do next as he took big gulp his drink and climbed in to try it out. As Sebastian laid there with his ankles comfortably in the stirrups he commented that in the sling he could take raw cock and cum all night. Then he noticed the wrist restraints that were conveniently left on the chains by his head and immediately moved his arms above his head saying, “You probably could do whatever you wanted to me if I was put on these.” Steven knew from their online charts that Sebastian was very curious about bondage. The wrist restraints were purposely left there in order to plant the seed in the horned up twink taking him one step closer to their ultimate goal to stealth poz his neg ass and send him back home. Steven replied to Sebastian’s comment as he held up the matching ankle restraints, “Only if we add these for your ankles.” A slow trickle of the invited few began to enter the playroom while Steven and Matt stood next to Sebastian in the sling. Sebastian just laid there as the men who arrived began to strip down in full view of a very horny twink. Sebastian stroked his hard, dripping cock a few times before he was stopped by Matt who reminded him that if he truly wanted to be a good bareback bottom he would need to concentrate more on his hole and less of his cock. The first of the guests to fuck Sebastian was none other than Milt. He had paid Steven very well to be the first client to fuck and breed the unsuspecting Sebastian. Sebastian did your best to concentrate on his hole, but every once in a while he’d reach down and give hard 6.5” cock a little stroke only to have Steven or Matt tell him to stop playing with himself. As more arrived they began to gather asks the sling and as it normally happens at parties like this, the all familiar pipe starred to be passed around. After Milt had blown out an impressive cloud Sebastian asked what they we in the pipe? Milt told him that they were smoking Tina. Milt could tell by the puzzled look on Sebastian’s face as he further explained that it adds to the pleasure of sex and suggested that Sebastian might try it. With the G he had already consumed and the number of guys there that were hitting a pipe or bong it wasn’t that hard to get the twink to take a hit if his own. Matt was close by and began to hear the bowl of a well packed pipe as he instructed Sebastian how to blow clouds. Matt signaled guys Sebastian to inhale as deep as he could once the smoke began to swirl in the bowl. When Sebastian had filed his lungs to border capacity Matt told the new meth user to hold it as long as he could before blowing it out. Sebastian followed Matt’s inductions and before he knew it, the twink had blown 6 impressive clouds. Milt was getting ready to breed the now high Sebastian as he grunted out for him to take his dirty seed. Milt quickly withdrew his softening cock from Sebastian’s cummy ass and was quick replaced by the next paying client as Matt fed him some more smoke. By the time Sebastian had emptied the bowl and when the G well in control of his brain his horniness got the better of him and he soon found himself uncontrollably stroking a semi-hard cock that wouldn’t get any harder. With Matt standing right next to him and Steven close by warned him that if he couldn’t keep his hand off his dick that his wrists would be restrained and that would allow then to do with him at they pleased. When he heard that warning he seemed to grab for his cock one more time as if he wanted to be restrained (which deep down he did want). As he was being fucked by the second paying client Steven and Matt grabbed his arms pulling then let his head and securing them in the wrist restraints attached to the chains. To further his bondage they added the ankle cuffs as well. Now me was totally at there mercy as he laid in the sling getting fucked and bred by Steven’s paying clientele while keeping him drinking G spiked Gatorade and having him blow more clouds. As the paying clients finished up and left leasing only the college PNP crowd it was time to really fuck this boy up as the points came into view. Of course Sebastian wasn’t going to get one unless me asked for it like a good little tweaker. He watched as one by one the college boys began to prepare their rig and then slam themselves. Sebastian’s curiosity got the better of him again as he was asking what they were all doing. Steven explained, “Their slamming Tina, the same thing you’ve been smoking all night.” Sebastian asked, “Is that a better way to do Tina?” As Bam Bam was getting ready you slam his monster cock inside the restrained twink Matt appeared when a freshly prepared point in hand answering, “Fuck yeah it’s better, like 1000 times better.” Sebastian then asked to be slammed.

I agree with you 100% on that. There is something very basic and primal about sex for the sake of sex. Everyone is there to get off. Leave your feelings at the door and your loads in the hole.

Like many on here I have thought about becoming poz in the past. When i dated a poz guy I was almost sure it would happen given the amount of poz loads he plowed into me over the years we were together plus all the other guys/couples/groups we did I was sure I would turn up poz but never did. Right now I can say I enjoy the rush that poz loads bring and if it happens it happens. I am not actively seeking it out but I would never turn someone down for being poz either. In the end you have to feel comfortable with who you are now so you can be OK with whatever happens in the future.

New guy at work had a few of us over last night. There are 7 of us milling around on the deck. New guy was manning the grill and his boyfriend was in and out of the kitchen bringing drinks and keeping things lively. Everyone has had a few drinks and seems to be having a good time. New guy is funny and people are laughing at his stories. I head inside for a new drink and flirt with his boyfriend for a bit. He is flirting back just as much and asks if I want a tour of the house and I say sure. He shows me quickly through the first floor and then heads upstairs. I am enjoying watching his ass stretch the fabric of his shorts with each step. I take a chance and reach out to rub his ass and he stops and pushes back on my hand. He gropes my crotch and finds my cock well on its way to being hard. He grabs my hand and pulls me into their bedroom and says we don’t have much time. I undo my shorts and push them down as he falls to his knees and sucks me deep. He looks up at me as he takes my cock then says he needs me to fuck him. He stands up and pulls me over to the window and we can see the others outside on the deck as he pushes his pants down he bends over. He tells me he has new guys load in him already so I line up and he pushes back on my cock. We both know we don’t have much time so we get to fucking. I am pushing deep into him as we watch his boyfriend out on the deck. I know I am not going to last much longer and ask where he wants my load. He says breed my hole, give me your load, mix it with his and that sends me right over the edge. We get ourselves back together and then head back outside.

The first time I ever had sex was with my uncle and his boyfriend. They lived a few blocks away and I would mow their yard and then jump in their pool. I would occasionally “catch” them fooling around but looking back on it I am sure they knew I was watching. One hot day, a cold beer, and skinny dipping in the pool turned into so much more. I can still close my eyes and clearly see both those hard cocks just as I did that day. I remember them sitting on the side of the pool kissing and swimming over to them and watching as my uncle pushed his boyfriends’ mouth down on his cock. I had never had sex and seeing it live and so close was amazing. My uncles’ boyfriend slipped back in the water, got behind me and inched me closer to my uncles’ cock. He rubbed his cock over my lips and I reached out and wrapped my hands around that thick shaft with his boyfriend behind me encouraging me to suck it. I licked and sucked my uncles’ cock like it was going to be my last meal. He got back in the water and we all three kissed and groped each other. Eventually we climbed out and my uncle told me he wanted to watch me fuck his boyfriend. He showed me how to eat his ass and get his hole ready. He got my cock slicked up with spit and lined it up with his boyfriend hole and guided me in. I could not believe how hot it was. We took turns fucking his boyfriend and then my uncle said he wanted my ass. I was scared but more turned on. He ate my hole and his boyfriend sucked my cock and then I was on my back with my legs on my uncles’ shoulders. He pushed into me that first time and it brought tears to my eyes I didn’t think I could take it but he leaned down and kissed me and slowly he worked more of his cock into me. He eased in but then just rammed into me balls deep and would give my virgin hole a few hard, rough pumps then ease off. Soon the pain turned into something amazing and I was begging for him to fuck me harder. We sucked and fucked each other all afternoon long. That was the first of many times we fooled around. That day started my obsession with fucking and cocks and cum.

One of the last loads I took was from a friend of my partners. My boyfriend asked me to meet his friend at his place because he had to work and the friend needed to borrow his lawn mower. I met the friend and as we were talking both got text messages from my boyfriend saying "I want his ass loaded by the time I get there". We showed them to each other, laughed a bit and the friend leaned in and kissed me then dropped to his knees and sucked me hard. His cock was average length but thick and it had a nice flared head. He licked and rimmed my hole and then lined up and sank into me. It was that good stretch that lets you know you are in for a good fucking. Once he got half way in he pulled back and then sank all the way in me and just pounded away. We switched places a few times and I gave him two loads back to back. Then he had me on my hands and knees and piston fucked that thick cock as deep into my hole as he could get. I could tell he was getting close and soon felt his cock pulse as he unloaded in me. He then turned me over and wrapped my legs around his hips and fucked me with his still hard cock. That is how my boyfriend found us when he got home. His friend kissing and slow fucking his thick cock into me. My guy stripped down and I could feel the exact moment he slid into his friends loaded hole. As he fucked his friends thick cock deeper into me we were all moaning. My guy built up a good rhythm and I could tell he wasn't going to last long and as his friend loaded my hole the second time he blasted his load into him. The whole thing was unexpected and very hot!!

Fresh out of high school, cruising around late at night in my small southern hometown I saw something that turned me on in a way nothing had before. This was all before the internet but I had heard that guys hung around the clock tower at night. Who and what they did was left up in the air but in my mind I had to find out. I would drive up the hill and circle around but never saw anything or anyone. It didn’t stop me from going back though and one night as I rounded the tower I saw a man standing there. I quickly drove the loop again but this time I didn’t see anyone. Another loop and then another and then I saw him again. A black man standing just in the shadows and he was completely naked. Another quick drive around the loop and as I approached I saw him again. He was truly naked standing at the base of the clock tower mostly in the shadows but I could tell he was stroking his cock. I quickly parked and walked around the base of the clock tower. I was scared and excited and it was like electricity was jumping off me. There was a door at the far side of the tower and it was pushed open and I saw him in there stroking his cock. I stopped and watched and then he motioned me in. At the time it felt like the bravest thing I ever did walking in there. He was college aged and solid like a football player. My eyes were on that cock. It was cut and big, bigger than I had ever seen in person before. I reached out and stroked it as he leaned in to kiss me. Then his hands were on my shoulders and he was pushing me to my knees and that cock in my mouth. He moaned as I licked and sucked that big black cock of his. He had some poppers and had me sniff them and then he bent me over and licked my ass. He grabbed my cheeks and spread them wide as he buried his tongue in my ass. The poppers, this hot naked black man, and the whole situation had me so excited I could hardly stand it. He handed me the poppers and said take more and I felt the head of the biggest cock I had ever seen in person rubbing against my hole. He teased a bit but then he forced that big black cock into me and kept going until I had every blessed inch. He fucked like only the young do—hard and rough. I knew I was just a hole for him and that turned me on even more. He grabbed my hips and plowed into me over and over. He was hitting spots inside me that were making my legs weak and shake. As his strokes increased I knew he was getting close and with a final hard shove he buried that big black cock—biggest cock I had ever seen in person—into me and unloaded what felt like a gallon of cum. He pulled out fingered my ass a bit and brought some of his load to my lips and kissed me. Then he was gone. I was standing there half naked, late at night, ass dripping cum and the biggest fucking smile. I never saw him—or anyone—at the clock tower after that but I always make the loop when I am back in town and remember the black man that gave one of the best experiences ever.

I had been drinking way too much the night I met Michael. I recently moved to Baltimore to attend college and be free of the small town I had grown up in and begin to explore my hidden gay side. There was a gay group on campus, which I started attending to meet others like myself. Chris, one of the older students, quickly became a mentor to me. He even managed to help me get a fake ID which allowed me to get into the local gay dance clubs and to buy booze at liquor stores near the University. Chris and I never engaged in sex though, since we were neither one another’s type, I am a twink and he’s more a bear, but that was all cool. He showed me where I could go on campus for some anonymous male on male action. Which consisted mainly of blow jobs, since I was trying to be safe. He also introduced me to the Hippo dance club. The Hippo club was the main gay dance club in Baltimore, and the place to be seen in the community. I tried to date a few people I’d met there, but it never seemed to go very far. I did finally surrender my virginity to a young jock-like guy I met at the Hippo, who worked as a waiter at the gay bar/restaurant across from the club, but I made sure he used protection. We lasted all of a month, before he moved on to another conquest. I hurt at first, but Chris explained here in the big city twinks were a dime a dozen and I should just have fun, until I finally met Mr. Right. So as a result, I followed my mentor’s advice and began just hooking up with guys I had met at Central Station or from the Hippo. Being young, 5’4” and barely a hundred and ten pounds soaking wet, and naturally smooth with a shaggy head of light mousey-brown hair, I found myself popular. I allowed myself to experiment with diverse types of guys, jocks, twinks, professionals, and a couple of daddies, always making sure we used protection. Only once, did I almost have unprotected sex, a lacrosse player from my school started to push in me, when I asked if he was wearing a rubber. He told me no, it was better without one. I made him stop and wrap up, I could tell he wasn’t happy about it, but he did put one on. He made sure to pound the hell out of me, to let me know how unhappy he was wearing one. Afterwards he pushed me naked into the hall of the dorm and tossed my clothes to me telling when I wanted to fuck like a real man to come back and he would breed me like a proper slut. Needless to say, I crossed him off my list of sex partners. One night in October, while I was hanging out with some of my new gay friends at the Hippo, I overheard them debating about going to 1722 after the Hippo. I had overheard a few people talking about 1722 during the couple of months I had been coming to the Hippo, but didn’t know what it was. They informed me 1722 was an afterhours club for people who didn’t want to stop partying after the clubs and bars closed. Discovering I had never been to the club, they decided to take me. 1722 was a BYOB, but they told me if I tipped the bartender I shouldn’t have a problem getting something to drink. Once the Hippo closed for the night, we stopped by Matt’s, a friend from the Hippo who I had slept with once, to get some vodka from his apartment before walking to the club. Since it was an unusually hot fall night I took off my sweaty long-sleeved shirt as we headed towards the club. We shared the liquor, taking swings from bottle in the brown bag. I certainly wasn’t feeling any pain by the time we arrived at the club. A huge bear of man took our cover-charge and let us in. The place looked like a complete dive, but had an amazing sound-system. The dance floor was the first thing you saw, all sorts of people were there. Straights, gays, bisexuals, and trannies all having fun making out and dancing, not a care in the world. My friends led me to the back to drop off their booze and get some mixed drinks. Once we got our drinks we head down to the dance floor. In no time, we’re all dancing up a storm and having a blast. As time went by my friends began to slowly disappear, until I was all alone on the dancefloor having fun. I excused myself from the hot older couple I was dancing with to use the bathroom and get another drink. Dancing is hard, hot work. After pissing, I headed to get another drink. I was standing in line a cute, tall, thin blond smiled at me, before walking over to me and handing me a shot of something dark. I smiled back and tossed the nasty tasting stuff back like the practiced drinker I was becoming. I stepped out of line to thank him when he leaned in asking, “Top or bottom?” “Bottom,” I answered back blushing a little at his direct approach. “Good, let’s go,” he smiled back at me taking my hand and pulling me out the back of the club. Outside I got my first good look at him in the street light of the back-parking lot. He was blond, good-looking, wraith-like, and tall like I like. His skin-tight tee-shirt which didn’t even reach the top of his low-hanging tight jeans, said SPIT ON IT. The long thick bulge snaking down his pants leg told me how much he wanted me. “I have friends back there in the club, they’ll be worried about me,” I said looking back at the back entrance once we were outside and heading around to the front of the building. “I need to let them know where I am. They are my ride back to school.” “The last one left about a half an hour ago with a big daddy type,” he smirked at me, before pushing me against the building and kissing the shit out of me. It was such a hot kiss I didn’t even mind the feel of the hard, gritty, brick wall against my bare, sweaty back. Pulling back from the kiss he said, “I’ve been watching you most of the evening, you’re one sexy lil’ fucker,” he said reaching out to twist, then pinch my nipples. He quickly discovered my sensitive nipples were hard-wired to my six-and-half-inch dick. “Yeah, we’re going to have a lot of fun,” he smirked pulling me away from the brick wall and popped my jeans button open before sliding one of his hands down the back of my jeans and past my underwear to tap my tight hole with one of his long fingers, causing me to moan loudly. He pulled his hand out and smelled his finger. “Oh, we’re definitely gonna have a lot of fun,” he smiled back at me. In my drunken state, I had surrendered myself to this unknown dominate man, who couldn’t be too much older than I was. He pulled out a pack of Marlboro Reds, extracting a fat rolled up cigarette along with a lighter. As we walked towards his apartment in Mt. Vernon, he lit the strange cigarette inhaling deeply before holding it and exhaling. “Here have, a toke, its good-stuff, I don’t do ragweed,” he said smiling at me. “I don’t smoke cigarettes,” I said starting to hand it back to him, which prompted a laugh. “Baby, it’s not a cigarette,” leaning in he whispered, “It’s WEED,” he continued wrapping his arm around my sweaty, shirtless frame. “I don’t, well I’ve never smoked pot before,” I admitted to the handsome blond leading me to his apartment. “Oh baby, I’ve got so much to show and teach you,” he smiled using the one hand wrapped around me to pinch my nipple. “Go on babe, just inhale and try to hold it in your lungs as long as you can, it’s okay if you cough,” he informed me putting the joint to my lips. I inhaled my first toke of weed ever on St. Paul street in full view of anyone who wanted to see, but in the early still dark dawn hours there was no one about to see. I coughed like all first timers, but my new friend pulled out a small rectangular green bottle from his back pocket, and had me take another shot of something called Jägermeister, before taking several more hits as we reached a tight alley way between a row of townhouses. He guided me down the dark alley to a basement entrance. First unlocking the outer gate and then door, before pushing me in and down a couple steps to a small living room and kitchen area. A small torch lamp dimly lit the room. On the coffee table, there was a large glass bong and a tray of more weed, along with a long glass pipe with a small bowl and a large bubble behind it and a long-curved stem. “Have a seat and get comfortable, while I grab us a couple of Gatorades,” he said pulling off his tee shirt and tossing it on a chair across the room, and kicking off his shoes. I sat down on the couch and tried to focus on what was going on. I had never been this fucked up in my life and I was enjoying it. My host returned holding a couple of open bottles of Gatorade with the rest of his clothes tossed over his arm. He set the bottles down before tossing all his clothes on the chair with his shirt. “I said you should make yourself comfortable he said handing me my drink. I couldn’t take my eyes off his thick, uncut, hard, dripping eight-plus inch cock hanging right in front of me from his shaved crotch. He definitely would be the biggest I had ever taken. Next thing I knew he had dropped down to his knees between my legs and was unzipping my jeans. “up,” was all he said pulling first my jeans along with my underwear and socks off. He gathered up my clothes and shoes tossing them over with his clothes. “You won’t be needing those for a while,” he smirked at me. “Very nice,” he said sitting down and grabbing the long-curved pipe. He opened a small box and selected a small white rock. “Watch how it’s done,” he smiled at me. I watched as he passed the heavy lighter slowly back and forth until the small bulb began to fill with thick white smoke. He inhaled deeply, holding it for what seemed like ages before exhaling. He turned to me and began to build up more smoke in the chamber, before telling me to start inhaling until he either told me to stop or I couldn’t take anymore. I cleared the chamber twice before he set the pipe down and handed me a blue-diamond shaped pill followed by a green smiley-faced one. I didn’t even think to ask what they were until I swallowed them. “Those are fuck vitamins,” he chuckled, refilling the pipe, then handing it to me. “This is fuck smoke,” he smiled at me, before keeping me smoking it until the white rock was gone. I never felt more alive and energized, and horny. I stared openly at his magnificent, leaking uncut cock. “See it’s already working,” he chuckled, using a thumb to force down his cock. “Suck it, baby, I know you want to, so give it some love,” he said reaching out and pulling me down between his spread legs. “Show me how much you want my stinger up your sweet boy cunt, Then, maybe I’ll give you what you need,” he grinned, grabbing a handful of my hair, and pulling me to his waiting cock. I’d never been dominated or controlled in my short sex life, and I’d never been more turned on than I could have ever imagined. Anything he wanted me to do I would hasten to obey, wanting his approval and his cock. I stuck out my tongue and began to worship his dripping cock. Slowly licking and slurping the large plum-like gland that was beginning to stick out from its hood. I used my tongue all over and under his cock trying to show him how much I wanted his cock. After a while he grabbed my hair yanking hard enough to force me to open my mouth, at which point he shoved his dick in my mouth. “Now suck it properly,” he said beginning to face fuck me, forcing more and more of his cock in my throat. In no time, he was trying to force it down my throat. “Just breath through your nose and just relax your throat babe, you’re making me feel really good, and soon I’ll be ready to make you feel even better with my fuck-stick,” he grinned at me as I looked up at him. I started to pull off to say something when I noticed he was filming me with his smartphone. “Don’t worry babe, it’s all good, everyone isn’t gonna see you being a proper lil’ slut boy, just me and maybe a couple of friends,” he chuckled forcing his cock all the way down my throat to his musky, sweaty, shaved crotch. “Show my nuts some lov’n babe,” he commanded me yanking me by my hair off his cock and down on his shaved, smooth balls. I did, as commanded, I showed those cum-filled balls all the love I had shown his cock, and he loved it, sliding down on the coach so to expose his hole to me. All he did was point with his chin and I began to work my way down to his hole. I’ve enjoyed getting rimmed, but I never really cared to perform it, but here I now was doing it because I was told to and I couldn’t get enough of his hole. The sweaty, musky, manly odor drove me insane. By the sounds he was making I was doing a wonderful job, which made me proud I could please him like that with my mouth. “Break time babe,” he panted at me, yanking my head out of his ass. “Yeah, you like that don’t you baby?” He asked me, I licked my lips and nodded yes. “Fuck smoke break, babe,” he smiled at me. “Yeah, you’re just a lil’ chem, fuck boy, cumslut aren’t you babe.” Again, without thinking nodded yes, he had me and knew it. “Is this your first time being a lil’ chem piggy?” I didn’t know what to say, but yes. I had never felt this good or had this much fun during sex. “Oh sweetie, you’re going to have the best time today,” he smiled at me handing the glass pipe again and big lighter. “Blow some clouds babe, you need to get nice and tweaked for our play time.” In the meantime, he got up and went over to his laptop and fooled around with it before turning on his TV. Suddenly porn began playing on the TV from the laptop. “I thought you might like something to get you into the mood,” he chuckled taking the pipe from me and taking a big hit, before returning it to me. I was really flying by this time, and hornier than I have been in my life. There was a growing itch in my hole, and the amateur porn we were now watching wasn’t helping things. Some twink, who looked barely eighteen, was taking a pounding like a well-practiced whore in someone’s bedroom. “Time babe to get you ready for a ride,” he smirked at me, twisting me around so he had access to my ass, while I could keep watching the porn playing on his TV. I dropped my head to the couch cushion and started to moan, as his talented tongue first began licking and then began probing my insides making me moan. One or two of the guys I’d been with previously had rimmed me, but nothing like this. He certainly knew what he was doing and I had no complaints. Before I knew it, he had switched from rimming me to fingering my hole. The warming lube he used to finger me seemed a little warmer than I was used to, because it burned at first, before morphing into the most incredible pleasure. I can’t remember when I ever felt that desperate to get fucked before, but between my moaning I began to beg for his cock. “One more thing I need to do to prime your lil’ boy puss before we get started,” he chuckled. Next thing I felt was a rough, small object pushed in my ass and a burning sensation. “SHIT THAT HURTS,” I gasped, feeling him rub it all around my colon. A brief time later, the pain began to morph as the warming lube had done before, leaving me with an itch, which became a desire, which became a need. I soon found myself pushing back to get more of his finger, no fingers inside me. I moaned and begged for more. “Yeah babe, you’ve got a nice hungry cunt now,” he chuckled smacking my ass hard, which caused me to moan. “Yeah babe, you want it, now don’t you?” He asked as he scooted up on the couch closer to my ass and began to tease me with his large dripping gland. He would push slightly against it, just hard enough to make me push back against it in an attempt to get him to fuck me. I wanted his dick in the worse way. “Please fuck me, I NEED IT!” I begged him, as I began to lose my mind, needing his dick in the worse way. “You sure you want it?” he asked teasingly, knowing I was his to do as he wanted. “YES! PLEASE! OH GOD! PLEASE FUCK ME!” I begged this man, who I realized I had never even gotten his name, to fuck me. I didn’t care what his name even was, so long as he fucked me with his beautiful cock. He slid two fingers back into my hungry hole, as he leaned down to my ear and whispered, “I’m going to fuck you so good.” He continued teasing my ear, and leaving me panting with need and lust, “Then I’m going to pump my first load in a week, inside your hot pussy and breed you like the bitch you are,” he said tweaking me sensitive, hard nipples, making me buck back against him. “But…but…I…only…use…rubbers, I’m…clean,” I panted as he continued revving me up beyond anything I been before in my life. “Not anymore,” he chuckled, thrusting forward hard, impaling me on half his raw cock. I had barely begun to process what he said to me when, he pulled out to the ridge of his gland, before thrusting forward and burying his cock completely in my ass. “OH GOD!” I moaned in pleasure, having never experienced anything like what was now happening to me. His cock seemed to slide effortlessly in and out of me as he began to long dick me from the start. Fucking had never felt like this with rubbers. “See babe, I knew you would like it raw,” he chuckled pulling completely out before slapping my ass cheeks hard, and then slamming all the way back in and then repeated his action several more times. I couldn’t form any words, drool flowed from my mouth as he pounded me like a porn star slut. All that mattered to me was he continued to fuck me. My mind knew I wasn’t having safe sex, but I couldn’t care, this felt better than anything I had ever felt before. I now understood why the lax player had been pissed at me. I could feel every inch and bump and vein on his cock and it was amazing. “Yeah slut, you like it raw, now don’t you?” All I could do was nod, only grunts and moans were all I could make. Suddenly he pulled completely out, before grabbing my legs and flipping me on my back. I looked up into his grinning face, and whimpered in need to have his cock inside me again. Pushing my legs back towards my ears, he mounted me again causing me to moan as I resumed my place as his fuck toy. “Shit babe, I love turning you college boys into sluts for raw cock and cum,” he smirked, as sweat glistened on both of us. I loved the feeling and sounds of his shaved balls slapping against my hairless ass. He leaned down and bit first one then the other of my hard nipples, driving me to even greater heights of lust and pleasure. “FU…CK…ME…YE…S…HAR…D…ER!” I managed to finally force out of my throat. He began to thrash fuck me, pulling completely out before slamming balls deep back inside me. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…SEED!” He panted repeatedly rabbit fucking me. “SHIT! YES!!! TAKE…IT…ALL!!!!” He shouted as I felt him swell, and begin to pulse, as he ground against me. I could feel each and every shot of his jizz, coat my insides. “You’re…mine…forever,” he panted leaning down to kiss me for the first time. “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. Note- I hope you like this new story, I kind of lost my motivation for first story on here.

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!

The idea of bareback sex has always been hot to me (why wouldn't it have been??), but I always had anxiety about the risks. Since going on PrEP in August this year, I've come to realise that addiction to BB is genuine. This past weekend I was in Manchester for New Year and spent a good portion of my time at Basement. Anyone familiar with the sauna scene in the UK will know the Basement well, I imagine. The main event was after midnight on NYE, and the place was packed, all shapes and sizes of men and cocks. As I walked in, I was chatting to a gorgeous guy in front of me in the queue so, naturally, we fucked around as soon as we got in, fucking each other, with him shooting inside of me. We decided it might be fun to set me up in the sling room and the instant I lay down, about a dozen guys made their way into the room, each taking his turn on my arse, several of them releasing their loads inside of me as I lay back and and sniffed poppers, encouraging them to cum inside of me, (not that they truly needed any encouragement). The gorgeous guy would occasionally fuck me in between the strangers. That feeling of being used was nothing less than euphoric. I suppose the point of my anecdote is that I'm back in my home city and am already craving the sling. I'm tempted to take another visit next weekend and just lay there all afternoon until my arse is leaking the loads of a dozen or more men. In the past I read bareback sex was addictive, and I remember dismissing such claims as an obvious exaggeration. Today, however, I'd say I'm definitely feeling withdrawal symptoms. Anybody else remember the start of his addiction to bareback sex. Oh, and by the way, anyone in the Manchester area should hit me up. I'm there frequently.

Pubes "trimmed to be neat" as it's called but not too short. Cock and balls shaved smooth (love the feeling), same around my hole (for hygienic reasons).

Part 28 - The New Jeff Kyle had been having fun with Jeff, teaching him the discipline to be a proper sub and getting him regularly filled with more poz cum. Jeff had been keeping track of who had bred him including a list of unknown to him men - listed as Unknown #1 - Unknown #17 on his spreadsheet. Kyle would let him know when it was a repeat of the one of the unknowns. It was a Tuesday night when Jeff showed up at the apartment, as requested. He entered and immediately removed his clothing, folding it neatly next to the door, and knelt on the floor awaiting his instructions. “Boy, you have learned everything I have taught you well,” Kyle started. Jeff looked around the room and saw Joe, Steven, Ryan and Dennis, two on either side of Kyle. “Thank you, Sir,” Jeff replied. “I would like to take our relationship to the next level, if you are willing. You will only get one chance at accepting this offer and you need to think about it completely, since it you will be making a long term commitment to me,” Kyle told Jeff. Jeff turned pale, unsure what was about to happen but he knew he had to reply “Yes, Sir.” Kyle pulled a leather collar from behind his back and held it in front of Jeff. “I want you to be my boy, uh, my slave. By wearing this collar it will let everyone know that you have given yourself to me and are now owned by me. I will control what you can and cannot do. You should also consider Joe as your master too, since we are partners. I will protect you and in return you will obey my every word. Since neither of us has done this before, we will start a two week trial period and at that time, either of us can walk away. Or continue on.” Kyle's offer left Jeff was shaking. Did he want to give up his freedom? He had enjoyed every moment he had had since Steven took his virginity, but did he want the commitment to only one or two people? He looked at Steven, wondering if the prospect was okay with him, although Jeff reasoned it must be as he was standing there, not showing any sign of disapproval. “How long may I take to decide, Sir?” asked Jeff. Kyle smiled and said “You have 30 minutes, boy.” The guys went into the kitchen and talked quietly while Jeff pondered his fate. Jeff knew if he turned it down, he would probably never get another chance with Kyle or maybe all of them. He had learned so much from them already and didn’t know how he could repay them for freeing him of his former life as an easily forgettable, vanilla nerd who tried to please his parents and never himself. He had read a little on Dom/sub relationships after his first experience with Joe and Kyle, but never considered it full time, just for a few hours at the most. After 20 minutes of thinking about it, he finally said to Kyle “Sir, I would be honored to have you as my Master.” Kyle was just as nervous about it as Jeff, but was hiding it well. He walked over to Jeff and said “Are you sure?” “Yes, Sir. Please collar me," Jeff asked, a bit of trepidation in his voice. Kyle walked behind Jeff and put the collar around his neck, fitting it snuggly before putting the small lock on and with a ‘click’. Jeff was now his. The other guys came over and congratulated both of them. Jeff was surprised at the attention that he was given and it seemed that everyone was proud of him taking this step in his journey. “Guys, my boy and I would like to celebrate this occasion with an evening of sex. Please use my boy for your pleasure - after I get the first fuck. Kyle clicked a short leash on to the collar and told Jeff to rise before leading him over to Steven’s room and putting him into the sling. Kyle secured his hands and feet before removing his clothes. The other four removed their clothes and gathered around, stroking their cocks. As Kyle moved to Jeff’s ass, Joe moved to his head. Jeff began to suck Joe’s hardening cock and Kyle lubed his hole, slowly inserting one finger, then two and finally three. Kyle could feel Jeff relax his hole and then tighten it around his fingers and he knew he was ready for his cock. He pulled his fingers out and teased Jeff’s hole before penetrating him slowly, sliding in all the way in one long, patient stroke. Joe felt Jeff moan around his cock as Kyle was filling his other end. Kyle nodded to Joe and they simultaneously started to fuck their respective orifice. Joe held Jeff’s head as his cock drove deep into his throat. A few weeks ago, Jeff would have gagged or even vomited with this treatment, but his training had gotten him to be a skilled cocksucker. With Joe getting blown, Kyle couldn’t use the sling to full effect and was holding Jeff still as he thrusted his cock into the warm, silky canal, his cock coating it with toxic precum. Kyle started to pound harder and Jeff’s moans got louder. Jeff was now his and he was going to take advantage of his body. All too soon, he felt his balls prepare to shoot its demon seed and as hard as he tried to hold off, he began to fill the boy’s hole with more poz cum. Joe pulled his cock out of Jeff’s mouth as he saw Kyle begin to orgasm and let Jeff enjoy the full effect without distraction. Joe and Kyle swapped spots and Joe easily pushed his cock into the cum filled hole. Jeff eagerly cleaned his Master’s cock, his cum tasting sweeter than ever. Joe immediately started to drill Jeff’s ass. He had been edging while he was using Jeff’s mouth and throat and couldn’t hold back very long before he too was shooting his poisonous cum into Jeff’s hungry hole. Joe pulled out carefully, pushing any cum that tried to escape back into the boy’s pussy. Steven took Joe’s place and slammed his cock in all the way. He remembered his first fuck with Jeff and replicated its intensity, but this time it wasn’t a grudge fuck. He would pull out slowly and then drive in hard, hearing Jeff grunt “Thank you, sir” each time. He looked down at Jeff and saw a boy completely content in his world - happy to serve and provide pleasure to those his master deemed worthy. Jeff was massaging his cock and brought all thoughts to an end as his need to breed overtook his body. His cock began to shoot its venom into Jeff and the hole got even sloppier as the cum filled him up. Steven pulled out and it was futile to try and keep all of the cum inside. He fed his cum-covered cock to Jeff as Dennis, kneeling, feasted on Jeff’s hole. Jeff squirmed as he felt Dennis’s beard between his spread ass cheeks and then moaned as he felt Dennis’s tongue explore his hole inside and out. Dennis sucked some of the cum out and savored the taste on his tongue as he stood up and slid his cock in. His cock being thicker than the others, stretched Jeff somewhat wider and he inwardly smiled, thinking Jeff's ass felt even better than he remembered. Jeff knew how to get fucked this time and Dennis was going to enjoy this fuck. When Steven removed his cock from Jeff’s mouth, Dennis started to get Jeff swinging and fucking himself on Dennis’s throbbing cock. The strokes got longer and Jeff was bouncing off Dennis until the cock was coming completely out of him for a second before driving back in. Everyone was grinning as they heard the sounds of a well-bred hole being pummeled. Dennis finally pulled Jeff tight onto his cock, stopping the swinging motion and then jackhammered his hole until his cock shot his charged load into Jeff, adding to the toxic mixture already in him. Ryan looked at Kyle, waiting for his approval to fuck his roommate. While he had taken dozens of toxic loads, he didn’t feel that he was in the same league as the others since he couldn’t say for sure he was poz or not. “Come on, Ryan. I know Jeff wants you to fuck him too,” Kyle said with a wry grin. Ryan moved in and inserted his rock hard cock into Jeff’s pussy. He never had fucked a hole with this much cum in it and knew the poz seed was coating every part of his cock. He fucked like a locomotive, building up speed slowly until he was pounding Jeff’s ass as hard as he could. Jeff was staring back at Ryan. He had secretly lusted after Ryan from the day he moved in, but back then he didn’t know why. Ryan let out a loud groan as he emptied his balls into Jeff, his neg swimmers being in the minority inside Jeff’s cunt. Kyle entered Jeff again after Ryan pulled out. He grabbed the leash and used it to pull Jeff on to his cock before Kyles hips pushed him away. After watching everyone use Jeff, he knew he was going to cum quickly and after only a few minutes of drilling his boy, Kyle grabbed his legs and pushed as deep as he could and shot more cum into his hole. Joe handed Kyle a buttplug and it slid easily into Jeff’s gaping hole. Kyle released Jeff and the guys all went back to the living room. Joe filled the pipe up and lit it, passing it around. This time, Kyle passed it to Jeff, who took his first hit of pot. Jeff coughed as the smoke burned his lungs and everyone chuckled. Later, Kyle got up and walked over to Jeff and grabbed his leash. “Rise, boy” he said and Jeff got up, feeling a little unsteady after several hits of weed. Kyle leaned in and kissed Jeff passionately. Ending the kiss, Kyle disconnected the leash and said “We all have classes tomorrow, so it’s time to get some rest. I will see you tomorrow.” Jeff walked over and put his clothes on, and he and Ryan went back to their dorm. Jeff walked out of his dorm room the next morning wondering what kind of responses he was going to get from his collar. He had seen a few people on campus with them, but almost all of them were people into the punk or goth scenes. He didn’t have to wait long for the first derogatory comment. Sitting at the table in the dorm cafeteria he heard one guy walk by and say “Look at the nerdy dog.” A few minutes later another guy started to taunt him and he was about to get up and leave when Ryan showed up and told the guys "Fuck off and leave him alone.” It was just like when guys made fun of him in High School, but this time he was proud of what he was and knew that they were probably just belittling him to cover their own insecurities. The comments continued when he got to his first class with a few people making comments. One guy did stop him after class and complemented him on his collar suggesting “Ignore those guys. They’re just assholes. I think it looks pretty damn hot. I wish I had the guts to wear one. Hi, I’m Ben,” the guy said. Jeff had seen him in several of his classes, but had never talked to him. Ben was a tall guy at just over six foot two and skinny. He always dressed in dark colors, usually black and had his ears mildly gauged. His hair was dark and long, sometimes in a short pony tail and other times just left hanging. “Hi Ben, I’m Jeff. Thanks, I could use a bit of encouragement. I haven’t had a good reaction from a bunch of people today,” Jeff said with a sullen tone. “Oh, is it your first day with it? You can always take it off if the comments piss you off, but that would let those guys think they won,” Ben replied. Jeff took a breath and swallowed before saying “I can’t take it off. It’s locked on me.” “Fuck, that so fuckin' cool. So it isn't just for fashion?” Ben asked. Jeff chuckled and said “No, it isn’t.” Ben’s eyes got big and he whispered “You have a master?” Jeff wasn’t sure how much he wanted to say, since he had just met Ben, but since he had been supportive so far he replied “Yeah I do. I got the collar last night.” “Fuck, dude. That is really cool. Can I ask, is it a guy or a girl? I’m just curious. I’m bi so I’m good with it either way.” Jeff was taken aback from the question and Ben outing himself but quickly answered “My master’s name is Kyle, and yeah, I’m gay.” Ben and Jeff had started walking out of the lecture hall and out of the building towards the center of campus. “I hope you don’t mind me asking questions. I’ve just never met anyone who is comfortable talking about this stuff. I tried being a sub to a guy once, but all he wanted to do was beat me for no reason and then fuck me. I hope you’re having a better experience,” Ben told Jeff as they walked. Jeff’s amazement continued as Ben was very open about his sexual adventures. “Uh, yeah. I have liked it so far, but I just really started a few weeks ago. I like what’s happened so far, that’s why I agreed to the collar,” Jeff explained, not wanting to give many details about his sex life to a stranger. “Oh, good. Maybe you can introduce me to your master sometime. Maybe he knows someone that could train me. I want to see what a good Dom/sub experience is like” Ben said. “Yeah, you should definitely try some short sessions first. I didn’t, but I think I got lucky by meeting the right people. I’ll ask him and let you know” replied Jeff. “Cool. Let me give you my number and you can text me the info or if you need help,” Ben said. Jeff headed towards the library to study before his next class and hoped people would just leave him alone. He made it through the next class with only one comment “Hmm, someone is either trying to become a bad boy or already is.” Jeff smiled in response. When Jeff got back to the dorm there was a crowd waiting for the elevator and the guy that made the dog comment in the cafeteria saw him and walked up to him, putting his finger into the D-ring on the collar asking “What the fuck do you think you’re doing with this on? Are you just a lost puppy looking for a bone?” “Curt, leave him alone,” said one of the people in the crowd as Curt started to drag Jeff around the foyer, occasionally yanking him in different directions. Jeff was about to thrust his knee into Curt’s balls when an RA walked in and Curt quickly let go of Jeff. “Curt, follow me,” said the RA and the two of them disappeared down the hall. A few people came over to ask Jeff if he was okay. Jeff replied yes he was, just a bit shaken. Jeff sat in his dorm for a while shaking and wondering if this was worth it. He knew he might get harassed, but didn’t think it would be this bad. He was curled up and sobbing on his bed when Ryan walked in. “What’s wrong, Jeff?” Ryan asked as he sat down on the bed and held Jeff close. Jeff explained his day and the event at the elevator. “I’m gonna beat the crap out of that asshole” Ryan yelled and started to get up. Jeff said “No, he’s too strong and will probably hurt you. Let the RA deal with him and if it happens again, I’ll call the cops.” “OK, but I want you to text me the minute he or anyone else harasses you” Ryan said and then asked “Are you going down for dinner? We can go together and I’ll beat up anyone who says anything.” “No, I’m not hungry. Can you just bring me back an apple or something?” Jeff said as he curled up on the bed again. “Sure. Don’t let these guys get to you. They’re just scum and karma will get them eventually” Ryan said as he walked out the door. Ryan went and got dinner, but sat by himself at a table and pulled out his phone, sending a text message to Steven “Jeff got harassed 4 collar. Can u tell Kyle, but don’t let Jeff know I said anything.” Steven, Joe and Kyle were eating Thai food that Steven had made for them for dinner when Steven’s phone buzzed. Reading it, he yelled out “Fuck!” and Joe and Kyle looked at him. “What?” said Kyle and Joe at the same time. Steven read the message aloud and looked at Kyle. Kyle’s face was bright red and he looked like he was going to rip something or someone to bits. Steven called Ryan back and put it on speakerphone. Ryan told them what Jeff had told him. Kyle’s expression just got more intense. “Where can I find Curt?” asked Kyle. “He’s got a room on the 3rd floor of my dorm building. I don’t know the room number, but I think its on the west end. He’s just an asshole and picks on anyone he can. If you need help changing his jawline, let me know” said Ryan. Kyle tapped out a message to Tony “Need help. My boy got beat up by thug. Want to get even.” Kyles phone rang a few minutes later and Kyle explained the situation to Tony, first having to tell him about collaring Jeff. Tony asked Kyle to meet him at the club warehouse in 45 minutes and bring whatever muscle he wanted to help. Kyle chuckled as he looked around. Joe would be good muscle. Steven was not even close to muscle. Ryan was a little better in the muscle department than Steven, but not much. All had offered to help, so he brought them along. When they got to the warehouse, there were two other cars there and three pickups. The guys went to the front door and found it locked. Kyle knocked and Tony opened the door and let them in and led them to an office. Kyle saw four large muscled guys and three boxes on the desk. Tony said “I realize that your boy is not in the club… yet. But he’s your boy and that means we protect him too. This is part of our enforcement crew. We will make sure that the guy that picked on your boy regrets having been born. Grab a mask, a hoodie and gloves from the boxes and lets take the trucks. I got a bit of info on your guy Curt. He's rubbed a lot of people the wrong way and this is going to be an easy one.” They drove over to the dorm parking lot and parked. Tony motioned for everyone to stay and walked over to gold Cadillac Escalade and jabbed the side of each tire with an awl. He stood behind the SUV as the tires deflated and sent a text message on his phone. Tony hopped back into the pickup and said “He should be out here any minute.” Soon they saw a lone figure walk across the field to the parking lot. Tony nodded at the other four members of the enforcement crew and they got out of the truck and crouched down near Curt’s wounded SUV. You could hear the swearing from Curt as he got close and saw what had been done to his beloved truck. As he walked around the SUV, one of the enforcers came up behind him and covered his mouth with a rag and Curt was passed out and limp in seconds. Tony picked up Curt and threw him over his shoulders and walked back to the pickup. He laid Curt down in the pickup bed and one guy taped his ankles together and another his wrists. They tied his body down with a cargo net and then got into the truck. They drove for about 30 minutes out of town, down a few gravel roads until they got to a farm and pulled in back of the house next to a large metal shed. The door opened and the trucks drove in. Curt was taken from the pickup bed into a room, stripped and placed on a fuck bench and his hands and feet shackled down. Kyle looked around the room and noticed a man that had not been in the warehouse. He was a thin, frail man about Kyle’s height, and looked to be in his late sixties. His cheeks were sunken in and there was a few sores on his face. On the table next to him was one of those old-time doctor’s bags. Everyone stood around Curt’s limp body as the man approached Tony. “Dr. C, its good to see you again. Unfortunately, this young man seems to need an attitude adjustment. He has attacked verbally and physically one of the club members. He sounds to be homophobic and thinks he is better than everyone else. I think the usual treatment will get him to be a better citizen.” Dr. C nodded and looked Curt over. He walked behind Curt and set his bag down on a table nearby and pulled out a speculum. Applying the tool to Curt’s ass, he spread it open, stretching the hole until Curt’s guts were easily visible. The doctor then pulled out a large bottle brush from his bag and inserted it deep and began to twist and piston the brush until the brush turned red and blood dripped out of the hole. The doctor then removed the speculum and put it and the brush inside a plastic bag and then into his satchel. The guys watched Curt’s hole slowly close and the doctor then dropped his pants and pulled out a large 8 1/2 inch pierced cock. He stroked it from semi-hard to full length and then slammed into Curt’s unsuspecting ass. He fucked for almost five minutes before screaming out as he pumped his high viral load cum into the passed out college student. Each of the guys took turns adding their own tainted seed into Curt’s pussy. Ryan was the last to fuck Curt and wasn’t sure whether he was shooting charged or uncharged cum, but enjoyed every second fucking him. As Ryan walked back to the wall, two of the enforcers unlocked Curt from the bench and laid him down, face up on the large table. The doctor walked over and set out a piece of cloth around Curt’s cock and balls. He put down another cloth and laid out some tools - a scalpel, a needle and surgical thread, a bottle with a cleaning solution, and some gauze pads. He put on some surgical gloves and then pulled Curt’s ballsack up and secured it with some clamps on either side. He applied the cleaning solution and slowly he cut an incision, pulled a ball out of the sack and used his scalpel to remove it and set it in a jar full of liquid. He did the same with Curt’s second testicle and then sewed everything up. One of the enforcers walked up with a box containing bottles of saline solution, a stack of gauze pads and several more clean rags. The doctor turned to Tony and said “Please, put him back on the bench, I will want to inseminate him several more times in the next few days. Come back in three days at midnight and you can take him back. He will hopefully no longer be a threat to anyone. If he does cause more issues, then we can take it a step further and remove his penis. There are a few further treatments we can give him if he remains a problem.” The enforcers gently moved Curt back to the bench, making sure his cock and balls were free from the top of the bench. His hands and feet were reattached to the tie down points and a blackout hood was put over his head. Once Curt was secured, everyone but the doctor left the room and went back to the pickups. They drove back to the warehouse and as they got near Tony said “Kyle, I want you back at the warehouse Saturday night at eleven PM. We won’t need anyone other than you and the enforcement crew and we will take Curt back to the dorm. OK?” “Yes, Sir” Kyle said. “Good. And I don’t think I need to tell any of you that you will never speak of this evening again. It never happened. You studied all night, right?” Tony said sternly. “Yes, Sir” the guys said. Kyle dropped Ryan off near the front of his dorm and then they went back to the apartment. Few words were spoken as they had driven and it continued in the apartment. Finally Kyle said “Thanks guys, I appreciate your help. I didn’t think it would be this drastic, but that fucker deserves it.” Steven and Joe nodded and they then headed to bed. Ryan walked into the dorm room, hoping that Jeff was ok. The lights were out and he fumbled over until he found the desk lamp and turned it on. He looked over and Jeff was on his bed, just in his sleeping shorts, but on top of the sheet and blanket unlike he usually was. He looked closer and could see Jeff sweating and drenching the sheets with perspiration. “Fuck” he thought. He reached for his phone and texted Steven “Tell Kyle that Jeff is sick.” Curt awoke, shivering in his truck. His body ached almost everywhere. He could feel his nose was dislocated and there were cuts on his cheeks. His chest hurt each time he took a breath and his stomach felt like he had been gut punched for hours. His cock hurt. He looked down and his t-shirt was torn and his pants were ripped open around his knees which had large scabs on them. His cherished Air Jordans were covered in what looked like cow dung and were ripped at the toes and ankles. Even his balls hurt, but as he rolled over and went to adjust himself, he couldn’t even feel them. Panicked, he pulled his jeans down and felt around. His balls were gone. Not hiding since he was cold. Gone. He got out of the back of the truck and saw the four flat tires, like he remembered right before he passed out. Walking back into the dorm several people were pointing at him and laughing. In his usual bravado he told them to “Shut the fuck up.” Curt got onto the elevator and saw his reflection in the door and saw something taped to his shirt. It was a sign. On one side - the one facing out - said in large letters “I AM A FAG” and on the other side was a note: “Curt, I hope you enjoyed your weekend. You have harassed people for too long and now it was time to pay for it. You will no doubt find that you are no longer the same pompous jerk. Your body has changed and will continue to change. Hopefully you will mentally change for the better. We know how to get you and punish you. Any time. Any place. If you try to find us you will fail. If you continue to harass people, we will come back. No one will listen to you, since you have hassled too many people for anyone to care if you received any retribution. Be a better person and nothing more will happen." He walked to his room and went in. His roommate had moved out and the room was just his stuff, but most of it was broken. He looked at the mirror and there were bruises on his face and hands. He took his clothes off and saw more bruises all over his body. His ribs were sore, like he had been kicked on the ground. The bruises continued on his legs. HIs ass was sore, like someone had impaled him with a baseball bat. Someone walked down the hall and saw his door open and said “Oh, look. The asshole is back.” As he got up to go yell at them, his body ached too much for him to want another altercation. Curt laid low for the next week until the flu hit. He could barely get out of bed. He had a fever and had more aches over his body, different than the aches from a week earlier, but just as painful. He tried calling people but even those that had been his friends wouldn’t return his calls or would hang up when they heard his voice. He finally called 911 and when the paramedics showed up they were disinterested in helping him. After he pleaded for 15 minutes, they took him to the hospital and left him at the emergency room to wait with the other patients. When the hospital staff finally looked at him, they admitted him and put him in an old room by himself. He was hooked up to an IV to keep him hydrated and sedated and given minimal food. After a week he started to feel better and the doctor came in. “Hello Curt. I don’t know what you did, but you seem to be the most unliked person in this city. The nurses are drawing straws and the loser has to attend to you. It took days, but I finally got your test results. The flu that you had was from your seroconversion. You are infected with a rare strain of HIV that we have currently have no treatment for. The hepatitis we can treat, but it will take a while before we can get approval for it. At least with your castration, your sex drive should be down so you won’t infect anyone else.” Kyle and Ryan kept monitoring Jeff and when the fever got too high, they took Jeff to the same hospital that Curt had just been admitted to. The nurses checked him over and the doctor admitted him, but he was placed in a much better area. They quickly got him rehydrated and got his fever under control. Kyle had been by his side most of the time and had removed his collar before he went to the hospital. When Jeff came to after being unconscious for over a day, he panicked when the collar was gone. Kyle reassured him it was safe and was only off until he was released. Just as Jeff was starting to feel better and was about to be released, Ryan was coming down with a fever. His illness was not nearly as bad and only lasted two days before he was moving around as normal. A week later, Steven took Ryan to the clinic to get tested and make sure he was the newest poz guy in town.

I began my voluntary sexual exploration phase just as what became known as the HIV crisis roared into the public eye, and that turned me into a condom advocate. I played around with other guys, but any penetration required a wrapping. Years later, after my first divorce, I went to a bathhouse and hooked up with a hot cowboy type in the steam room: I was sucking his dick and he just kept rubbing my ass and sliding his fingers in and out of it. We wound up rinsing off and heading to my room, and he started eating me out once we got in there. I handed him a condom and watched him unwrap it and put it on, then turned around and felt him push into my hole. He’d pull out every now and then to add lube, and I’d occasionally reach behind me to feel the condom. Finally, after about fifteen minutes of driving me into the mattress, he put one hand on the back of my neck and one hand on the small of my back and just plowed the living hell out of me. He stiffened up and started bucking, then slowed down to a couple of long-dickings. He rested on me for a second, dick still hard in my ass, then reached over and dropped the condom in front of me, pulled out, slapped my ass, and walked out of the room. I just lay there in shock. Did he just come inside me? I reached back, and sure enough, my ass was loaded with his cum. I was torn between being horrified and finding it one of the hottest things I’d ever felt. I wound up blowing my own load just by fingering my hole and feeling the cum slosh inside and around my ass.

new years resolution: get pozzed!

New Years Eve: Had a fuckbud/client over for a massage. Hadn't seen him in ages. He was real tight and I had to work on him a while. When he flipped he greated me with a rock hard cock. I began to worship him with my mouth. A few minutes of this, I climb up and sit down on his cock raw. He is in ecstacy, and doesn't take long to shoot. As always a nice big creamy load from him. After this I had an appointment for me to get a rubdown as well. I showed up at the guys place and he's fucked me on occasion, but never bare. I think he was more in the mood to make me cum by jacking because he spent a good 10 minutes pulling my cock. He got me close several times but kept changing position or hand when I got close. He eventually pulls my ass over the side of the table, and as per usual pulls a condom out and on. I notice he always uses oil for lube, and woner if he'll break the condom with it. He fucks me for a few minutes, and then stop, pulls cock partly out and looks down at his cock, pushes back in, keeps staring as he pumps my hole. Doesn't say anything, but I'm curious. I've already come and he didn't notice it. He pounds me a few more minutes, never acts like he cums, then he finally asks if I came and then pulls out when I said I had. I look at his cock, and it looks like the head is bare, at least I can't see the condom. I get home and stick my finger in my ass and it feels and smells cummy, seems like he may have bred me after all :-) Can't wait to next time. His is the last of 2017

After a few days with family for the holidays I decided to unwind a bit at the casino. After a few drinks I spotted a blackjack table with an open seat next to a hot guy. I sat and chatted a little. He was from Georgia and had this sexy southern accent. I swear he kept rubbing his leg against me on purpose while staring at me with a sexy smirk on his face. After few hands of cards he said he was going to j run to the bathroom and winked. I of course followed. I stood next to him at the urinal and got a nice look at his big uncut cock. It was one of those nice long and thin cocks. As he stepped back he rubbed it and pulled the skin back a few times then motioned to me to follow him into the stall. I couldn't move fast enough!!!.. In the stall I sat on the toilet and he fed me that beautiful cock. Once it was good and wet he stood me up and turned me around and then pushed that cock up my tight hole with only the lube from my mouth. I tried to keep quiet as you could hear other coming in and out of the restroom. After 5-10 minutes I felt him shoot his load deep in my ass. With that he pulled his pants up and left. When I got back to the table he was gone but I could feel his gift slowing leaking out of my hole. That's what I call hitting the jackpot!

Had a friend of a friend come over to hang out at the pool a few days ago. We sat in the sun and drank for a few hours and flirted a bit back and forth. Nice cubby guy early 20s with an impressive bulge in his trunks. We were buzzed when we finally headed inside and before I knew it he was grabbing and kissing me. He is younger than I usually go for but it isn’t often someone almost 30 years younger throws themselves at you so decided to go for it. I backed him against the island in the kitchen and placed my hands on his face taking control of the kiss. Soon he was moaning and begging for cock. He dropped to his knees and had my cock in his mouth. He let me push deeper and deeper into his throat until I was forcing my cock all the way in over and over. He pulled off and said he wanted me to fuck him so we headed to the bedroom. Remembering he had told me he had only ever bottomed before I wanted that cock in me first. I pushed him on his back and got between his legs sucking his cock making sure to get it good and wet. I crawled up him chest and kissed him some more as I felt his cock rub my ass. Reached over got some lube and put some in his hand and told him to slick me up and I reached behind me and applied some to my ass and then grabbed his cock—impressive 6-7 incher—and then slowly sat down on his cock working him into me. His eyes got wide and he quickly figured out a good rhythm and soon he was bucking his hips up and forcing his cock into me. He didn’t last long and soon was shooting his thick load into me. I rode his cock until he softened and then rolled him over and pulled him onto his knees and fucked my cock into him. He kept calling me daddy—again not something I was all that into but he really seemed to get into it so went with it. I grabbed his hips and fucked him hard ramming my cock into him over and over and over. Asked where he wanted daddy’s load and he said in me, breed me so that is exactly what I did.

I am sitting here with a nice big load leaking out of my ass deposited by my ex who was in town to visit his mom for mother’s day. The sex with Scott was always good and we have fooled around several times since we broke up over a decade ago. We have done 3-ways and groups with his latest boyfriend but this time he said he wanted it to be just the 2 of us. His whole family was inside, including his boyfriend, as I snuck into the workshop in his parents backyard. I stripped down and bent over the workbench and didn’t have to wait long until I heard him come in. He got down and ate my hole getting it nice and wet. He pulled my cock back between my legs and sucked it as he fingered his spit into my hole. Soon he stood up behind me and rubbed the head of his cock against my hole and then with hands on my hips he pushed balls deep into me in one hard thrust. He pistoned his cock over and over into me and I was holding onto the workbench moaning when I felt one hand slap over my mouth to keep me quiet. He slowed his fuck and rolled his hips in just the right way to hit my prostate over and over with each pump into me. When he started talking about breeding my ass again after so long I knew he was close. His breathing got labored and his thrusting got quicker as he blasted yet another load into me. Scott can stay hard after he cums and kept fucking me as he jacked my cock and soon I was shooting into his hand. He pulled out and as I turned around he leaned in and wiped my load across my lips and kissed me before saying he had to get back inside. We straightened up and he headed back to his family and boyfriend and I snuck out and was on my way.

Why stay with one flavor of ice cream when you have all the flavors available to you? There is something about seeing dark and light skin come together. I have fucked around with guys of all races and darker skinned guys seem to put their whole body into fucking. They have a mastery of this hip motion that puts that dick deep deep inside you. The dick may or may not always be the biggest or the thickest but they seem to get that sex is not love and that it is meant to be just a bit rough. They can fuck the hell out of you and then see you around later and give you that up-nod and you know they are ready when you are to go again.

I think sharing someone you love--or even slightly like--is very hot. The mistake many people make is that love and sex are the same thing. Sex should be a hot, sweaty, raw, passionate, cum filled adventure that you share with those you know, just met or those you never exchange a word with. Love on the other hand is something different and defined by those doing the loving. Not every person thinks the same way about sex and love but I can say in my experience those who view sex and love as the same thing make things much more difficult.

Wednesday came and I remembered James said he would be working. I called to make sure he was there. He said he was working til 8 but if I came around 7 he would have a surprise for me. I couldn't imagine what it would be. I got fucking horny in anticipation. I had a little gstring pair of panties and thought it would be fun to walk around in them, the string rubbing my ass and my bulge filling out the pouch. I had been working out for almost a year and my body was toned as much as I could get it. I headed in to the theater and there was James. He looked even hotter than I had remembered, a dazzling smile lighting his face when he saw me. "Hey handsome, right on time." Yep, it was exactly seven o'clock. I pulled out my money but he told me to put it away. "Are you kidding? I put out the word you were coming tonight to my friends and they will cover you." "Really? How many guys did you call?" "I called four and told them they could bring someone too if they wanted. The word is out that a hottie will be taking loads in the theater." "What's the surprise?" "Oh, you'll see," he laughed. "I have a surprise too," I said. Yeah, what?" I unbuttoned my cargo shorts and opened the front, revealing my red panties. I rubbed the front, filling out the pouch nicely. I looked around the store and didn't see anyone so I dropped my shorts, showing James my bubble butt with the string riding down my ass crack. "Fucking hot, man. Give me your shorts and shirt." "I don't know about that. My car keys are in them." "They'll be safe with me. Come on, there are guys in the theater who will love seeing you strut around in that." I thought, why not, then stripped down to the gstring, passing my clothes to James. He put them under the counter and started rubbing his cock. I was getting hard, my boner poking the gstring material up. "Get in there before I bone you right here," he said. "Besides, your surprise is awaiting." I had to see what the surprise was! I headed in to the theater and when I opened the door there I was up on the screen, riding up and down on James' cock while he sat in the chair in the hallway of the arcade. The video they had shot of me when I had been there a few weeks earlier was the feature porn of the night. I wasn't sure of the legality but I had to admit it was really hot seeing a cock pound my cunt for everyone to see. I walked around the back row to let my eyes adjust and hands brushed my ass as I walked by. I strolled down the side aisle, fully lit by the movie screen, my bubble butt rising and falling with each step. I went to the very front of the theater and put my hands on the stage, bending over to expose my hole. I pulled the string aside and fingered myself. I needed some lube so I spit on to my finger, pushing my middle finger in a little more. I turned around and saw there were at least ten guys in the theater already, most with their dicks out and stroking. I rubbed the pouch of my gstring, then released my cock, stroking it as I surveyed the theater. I saw a couple of guys on the side aisle who looked like they might be fun so I headed over to them. They were sitting side by side, both cocks out, stroking each other. They were both in their late twenties, built well and had at least seven inches each. "You must be the guy James said was coming," said one of them. "You gonna get loaded up tonight?" "With any luck," I said. The guy on the aisle reached over and took my cock in his hand. Then he leaned over and licked the tip. "Nice precum. Very sweet." Then he started sucking my erection, bobbing up and down on it, taking it to the back of his throat. The other guy got up and began to massage my chest, playing with my nipples. He reached down with one hand and rubbed my hole with his finger. "Not wet enough," he said, then dropped to his knees behind me and began to lick my butt cheeks, then pulling the string aside and sliding his tongue in to my hole. He proceeded to fuck my pussy with his tongue. I was in heaven as one guy worked my front and another worked my back. Guys started gathering around us, some sitting in seats in front and in back of us, some joining in right there in the aisle. One guy said, "Holy fuck, you're the guy in the movie!" I just moaned as hands were all over me. Then the guy who was rimming me pulled the gstring off of me and tossed it in the air. "A souvenir for one of you lucky stiffs." "Fuck, James was right, this guy will do anything!" said another. I gathered that these were all his friends. The guy who had been rimming me got up behind me and I felt his boner on my ass crack. He tried to push in but I was too tight. He dropped another load of spit on his cockhead and pushed in a little. "You're going to take this cock, bitch." More spit and more pushing. Someone passed me some poppers. I took a hit and relaxed my hole. Soon I felt the cock pop past my sphincter. "That's it. Open me up," I cried. "Get me ready for more cock." He began pumping in to me, his spit working with his precum to act as lube. I knew I was going to get many loads tonight but this was the first and I wanted to enjoy it. I lifted my leg on to the armrest in front of me so everyone could get a good look of his cock as he fucked me. The guy who had been sucking me got up and slapped my ass. "I want a turn now." "Fuck, let him cum in me first," I said. "I want cum." "I'll give you cum," said another guy and stroked a huge load on the to small of my back, dripping down my ass crack on to the cock fucking my hole. "There," said the guy who had been sucking me. "You have cum in your hole. Now I want my turn." His buddy pulled out of me and he came up behind me, bending me over the armrest, my ass sticking out in the aisle. He closed my legs then pushed his cock all the way in with one stroke. "That's it bitch. Keep those legs closed so you feel like a real pussy." He began to pump my ass and more guys were around us. Faster he went then he pulled out and shot a big load of cum on my butt. The heat of his load felt great. He rubbed it on my ass, then fingered it in to my hole. "Thanks, buddy. Now you can take someone else." Another guy pulled me up from the armrest and made me get on my knees. He came up behind me and began to fuck me doggy. He didn't last long but did leave a nice deposit deep inside me. Two more guys took turns on me doggy, tag teaming me. One then the other would fuck my cunt. I was getting pretty loose. Then I heard a familiar voice. "I brought him guys. My turn." I looked up and there was James, completely naked, his eight inch rod at attention. He reached his hand out and he pulled me up off the floor. "Come on, let's go up front." He took me to the front of the theater and had me lay on the edge of the stage. He lifted my legs up and pushed his huge dick in to me. My legs were over his shoulders as he piston fucked me right there. I leaned my head back and could see myself getting my ass filled on the screen. "I fucking love your pussy," he said. He pumped harder and I could tell he was getting close. "Load me up James. Breed my hole. I want you so bad." "Aaaaahhhhhh," he cried and pushed all the way in, holding his cock deep inside me as he throbbed against my hole. I reached down and felt his cum leaking around his cock, oozing slightly out of my hole. He pulled out with a little pop and kept my legs spread with his hands. "Nice cunt,"he said. "Look at my cum dripping from his hole, guys." Then he flipped me over and told another guy he could have me. The guy got behind me and began lapping James' cum from my hole, digging deep with his tongue to get every drop. He got up and guys started taking turns on me. One after another, dick after dick fuck my hole, dropping load after load. I had no way of knowing how many loads were inside me, how many were on my butt and hole. A few guys got on the stage and came on my face, a few feeding me their cum, making me eat it. I was a total whore and James just kept guiding more guys in to me telling them I was the same guy that was getting fucked on the screen. I guess it made them think they were breeding a porn star, but actually I was just doing it because it felt so fucking good. All of a sudden the lights went on in the theater. I was laying on the stage covered in cum. I looked up and James was just smiling. "Looks like you closed the place down." "But I want more," I said. "Tell you what, my buddies want to make another movie. I'll let them fuck you but then we have to go. Come out here." He pulled me off the stage and we walked naked to the main store. It was now just James and three of his buddies left. He had me go over to the gay video section and his friend gathered around me. I sucked one, then the other, tasting my ass on their cocks. They had all fucked me at least once already. James had his camera out and was shooting the action. He directed the guys as to what he wanted. He had one of them get on the floor. "Now sit on his cock." I did as he told me and leaned forward when he told me. One of his friends got in front of me, dropping his cock in to the mouth of the guy fucking me. "Now eat him," said James. I began to rim the guy in front of me, licking his musky hole, pushing my tongue deep. He moaned with pleasure. Then I felt the third guy behind me. "Yes," said James. "He's open enough for two. Push it in." Then I felt another cock invade my hole, James getting it all on video. I was getting dp'd on the floor of an adult bookstore while rimming another guy. I was in heaven. "Come on, pump him guys. Work those cocks in to him. I want to see cum all over his hole. Two loads. Come on guys." They began pumping together, wrecking my hole for any further use that night. The guy I had been rimming turned around and made me suck him. He pulled out of my mouth and stroked his dick. Cum covered my tongue. "Show it to me baby," said James. I opened my mouth and stuck out my cum covered tongue, then pulled it back in and drank every drop. The tops were now pumping faster and James told them it was time for them to cum. The guy on top pulled out and stroked a huge load on to my hole while the other guy fucked me. "Turn over baby," said James. I did as he told me and rode the cock in my hole, stroking my own cock as I milked the cum out of the top beneath me, looking in to the camera the whole time. James trained the camera on my hole getting pounded as the guy shot his load deep in my gut. Then he stroked his own cock next to mine. We both stroked and soon there was cum exploding from his piss slit, covering my cock, making exquisite lube. I was soon cumming, shooting a huge stream of cum up my stomach and chest. "Fuck, dude. That was intense," said the guy who I was still sitting on. I laughed as James pulled me up off the floor. "I hope I didn't disappoint you guys." James tossed me my shirt. "Wipe yourself off with this, cum slut." I wiped the cum from my face and torso but left it on my butt and hole. I planned on feeling it as long as possible. I slipped a finger in to my hole and brought it to my nose. "Ah, I love the smell of cum."

I kept calling to see if James was working. I finally got in touch with him on a Saturday afternoon but he said he was leaving soon and wouldn't be back until the following Wednesday. I told him how much fun I had had with him and that I wanted his cock again. "Sorry, man, can't do it today. But if you want I could arrange something for Wednesday." Fuck, my pussy was itching for cock now, not four days from now. I told him I would try to make it Wednesday but I would probably make the drive today anyway. I cleaned my ass out and hopped in to the shower. I was squeaky clean inside and out. I slipped in to a pair of jeans and a form fitting tshirt that showed off my pecs. I put the lube in my pocket and started out the door but then I thought, why not be ready for dick when I get there, so I pulled my jeans down over my ass and took a big glob of lube and worked a couple fingers up my ass. Now I was ready. When I got to the theater there was an older guy taking money. I wasn't sure how long I would be there so I bought admission to both the main theater and the arcade. I could feel the older clerk's eyes on my ass as I went in to the theater. As before, it was so dark in the theater I could hardly see. I inched my way along the back wall and realized that they actually had gay porn showing, not the straight porn like the last time I was there. As I watched two impossibly hot guys fuck on screen my eyes adjusted to the theater light. "Hot scene, huh?" said a guy next to me. I should have known there would be someone on the back wall. Actually, I could see quite a few guys were in the theater. A few of them had hooked up in the seats, heads bobbing on laps. "Yeah," I said. "Very hot." I moved right next to him to get a better look and he wasn't bad looking. He was about 40, with dark hair and a close cropped beard. He had a medium build from what I could see. He looked like a married guy out for some dl fun. I figured I would check out the package so I reached over and rubbed the outside of his pants. He was already hard and I could tell he wasn't wearing underwear. I found his zipper and slowly pulled it down. I reached inside his pants, releasing a solid 6 incher. I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. I was so fucking horny for cock! I unbuttoned his pants and slowly pulled them down over his hips. His cock head hit the back of my throat and I held it there so I could feel his pubes against my lips and smell his mustiness. I bounced up and down on him, giving him the best head I knew how. "Fuck! You can really suck!" I looked up at him as I sucked but I doubt he could see me as it was dark behind the seats. I felt a hand on my back and realized there was a guy in front of us, sitting in the back row seats. He massaged my back and then got more bold and pulled my shirt out of my pants. His hands were rubbing my bare back, pushing my shirt up almost to my shoulders. I couldn't take it anymore so I pulled my shirt off, just missing one stroke on the cock I was sucking. "Suck that cock, boy." said the guy behind me. I did as I was told but I was ready for cock up my ass. I stood up and tried to kiss the guy I had been sucking but he wasn't up for it. Yep, must be married. I reached under his shirt and rubbed his hairy chest and reached down and released the button on my pants. He definitely wanted that and unzipped me, reaching in and taking my precum covered cock in his hand. I pulled my pants down over my hips and the guy behind me massaged my ass, slipping a finger in my lubed ass. "This guy is ready, dude," said the guy in the seat. "Turn around and show him." I turned around and the guy whose mouth had been in my mouth caressed my chest with one hand and my ass with the other. The guy in the seat turned around so he was completely facing me. I moved forward a little so he could suck my cock. He took my cock and started giving me a great bj. The guy behind me moved with me and I felt his hard six inches against my butt. We were now drawing attention from other guys in the theater. Two more came up and sat next to the guy in the back row. Then I had one more on either side of me so there were three in front of me in the seats and three in the back against the wall. The guy right behind me reached in his pocket and I could tell he was getting a condom out. Fuck, I wanted a load so I was disappointed. Definitely married. He rolled the rubber on and as he did so I reached in my pocket for my lube. I needed more if he was going to fuck me. I lubed up some more, putting the extra on his cock, guiding his pole to my puckered hole. He pushed in and slowly fucked me, letting my cunt get used to him. Then he grabbed my hips and really started pumping. "Fuck me baby. Fuck me like a slut." "Oh, you're a slut alright. You're a whore and you're going to get fucked by every guy in here." He grabbed my shoulders and piston fucked me while the other five guys watched and stroked their dicks. "I'm cumming," he cried. "Pull out and take the rubber off. I want you to,cum on my hole." "Oh, fuck!" He pulled out, pulled the condom off and I felt a big load drip down the crack of my ass. I reached back and rubbed it on my hole then tasted the cum on my fingers. He rubbed his cum on my hole with his cock head, inching just a bit inside me. Once he softened a little I turned around, bending over to take his cock in my mouth, cleaning cum off his dick. I didn't get a load deep but I did get a cummy hole. One of the guys next to me pulled my ass cheeks apart and another guy fingered my hole. The guy who had fucked me zipped up and left so it was now two against the wall and three in the seats. One of those guys must have been the one fingering me as it felt like he was reaching. I put both hands against the wall and said, "Somebody needs to put their dick in me." One of the guys next to me took a position behind and soon I had a dick in me. I reached under my balls to feel him going in and as he pulled all the way out I knew he had not rubbered up. I finally had a bare cock fucking my cunt and he was doing a great job. He pumped hard and I could tell he was getting close. "Go ahead." I said, letting him take that for how he wanted. "Breed his ass," said one of the guys behind me. He was soon grunting and fucked fast and hard, finally releasing a load of cum in my gut. He pulled out but I clenched my hole so nothing leaked out. I wanted that natural lube in me. Now there was just one guy with me in the back. I took a good look at him and was surprised to see a young guy, barely old enough to be in an adult theater. He had blonde hair, was about six feet tall and had his shorts down over his hips, revealing at least eight inches of hard meat. "Take off your pants," he said, in a tone that belied his age. He was going to be a dominant daddy some day. I was the lucky one to get him young and full of cum. I kicked my shoes off then peeled my pants off, letting them drop to the cum covered floor. I was now naked, one load up my ass and one load on my hole. "Okay, I did what you told me," I said. "What do I get?" "Get down on the floor and you'll see." I wasn't excited about getting on the floor but I was so horny. I got on my hands and knees, feeling the sticky floor. I turned my head and saw the blonde guy taking his pants off. He didn't seem to mind the dirty floor as he got behind me and pushed his full staff deep inside with one stroke. Fuck, it hurt! "Take that big dick bitch! You're going to get whored out when I'm done with you." He pulled all the way out and drove all the way back deep inside. He was rough, but it felt so fucking good. He started pumping faster so I figured he was going to cum soon but then he pulled out and told me to get up. I got off the floor and there were now five guys in the seats watching us. He pulled his shirt off so we were both naked. He came behind me standing and slipped his huge boner back in to my hole. "I think these guys all want a taste of your ass," he said as he kept pumping. "I'll do anything you want as long as I get your cum in me." "We'll see about that. Boys, you want him?" There were lots of yeses so he told me to go sit on a lap. I walked to the row of seats and saw five old men with dicks out. I wasn't excited but I had to do what I was told. I went to the first guy with a big belly and a tiny penis. I rubbed my wet hole on him, barely getting him inside me. I rode him for a little while, stroking the cock in the next seat which was much bigger. I got off Number One and went to Number Two, lowering myself on him. He felt pretty good as I bounced my hole over his cock. "Cum in him," said the kid. The guy was pumping me so I held still over him as his rod pumped and released a load up my ass. I laughed as I pulled off him and cum plopped out of my hole on to his lap. I just went right over to Number Three, pushing down my cummed up hole on to his stiff dick. I was loose and he wasn't huge so it glided easily in and out. I looked over to the next cock and was surprised to see a monster. I needed that one right away. I let Number Three fuck me but I soon pulled off him and filled my hole with Number Four. He really felt good as I rode him. I knew cum was leaking out of me now but I didn't care. I pumped up and down and he started getting in to it. He had me stand up and lean over the seat in front of me. He pushed back in and really fucked me hard. He then pushed all the way in, held me against the seat and I felt his cock throb against my hole, filling my gut with cum. "Fuck. That was incredible," he said. But I still had one more to go before I was going to get another crack at the kid, who was standing against the wall watching me take load after load. Number Five was sitting in his seat so I went over and lowered my used cunt on his cock. His wasn't small but seemed like it after the monster. "Come on baby. Give me that load," I said as I bounced up and down on his cock. I worked it hard and then the kid came around to the seats. "My turn bitch. Get over here." I pulled off Number Five and took my used hole over to the end of the row. "Get back on the floor." I thought he meant in the back again but when I went there he said,"No bitch. Right here. On your back." He wanted me in the main aisle on my back. Anyone coming in would have to walk over us. I did as I was told, getting on my back. He reached under me and lifted my legs, raising them up in the air. Then his cock started rubbing on my hole, slipping slowly inside. His eight inches were deep inside me as he pumped slowly, then quicker. I was getting close to cumming and told him I was close. "Are you now?" He said. "Well, then you better get up." He pulled me up and he sat on the armrest of the seat on the end. He stroked his cock as I stroked mine. "Cum on my cock," he said. I stroked faster with one hand and reached down and put a finger in my ass with the other. I was so fucking close and had a three day load saved up which gushed out on to the kid's cock, covering all eight inches. "Sit on my cock," he said. I lowered my hole on to his eight inches, fucking my own cum in to me. "You nasty slut." he said. I rode him for a minute then he stood me up and pumped my cunt hard and fast. "That's it. Take your cum on my cock." "Breed me baby. I need your cum inside me." He fucked me very fast, his cock sliding against my prostate. Soon he was filling my pussy with his white load. He pulled out and made me get on my knees in the aisle and clean his cock and balls as they were also covered with his cum, my cum and the cum from the other guys who had shot their loads in me. "Wow. That was ridiculous," he said. Guys patted my ass as they walked past me and thanked me for the show. The kid went to the back wall and came back with an armful of clothes, some his, some mine. "Sorry, I don't have anything for you to clean up with," he said. "That's okay. I'm going to the arcade in a while anyway. Might as well stay covered in cum," l laughed. I took my pants and shirt and headed to the front row naked to rest up for round two.

We sat in the back of the theater for almost an hour. I learned his name was Mario and that he lived with an uncle not too far from the theater. He would play with my tits for a bit and then slide a finger in the crack of my ass below my balls, rubbing the wet hole and telling me what a fucking whore I was. He still had my clothes and told me that he would only give them back to me when I was ready to go to the arcade side. A few guys came and sat next to me and he would let them touch me and finger my hole but I wasn't allowed to suck or stroke any of them. "You're going to have to wait until we go to the arcade," he would tell anyone who wanted a blowjob. After an hour of being teased I really wanted some more action. "Can we go to the arcade now?" I asked. "Depends on what you will let me have done to you," he said, and flashed a gorgeous smile. "You can make me do anything that turns you on. I just need some cock in my mouth and ass." He handed me my tshirt. "Put this on." Then he handed me my shorts but gave me the lube separately. "Lube up again before you put these on." I took a big glob of lube on a couple fingers, stood up and slid a couple fingers up my ass. A couple of guys were watching from the back row and one of them came over to me with his boner out. "Go ahead and grease him up," said Mario. I took the guy's cock in my lubed hand and stroked him. "Can I let him fuck me?" I asked Mario. "Sure he can fuck you.......if he wants to come to the arcade. Now put your pants on and follow me." I did as I was told and begged the guys in the back row to come to the arcade because I really needed to get fucked. We had to pass through the main store to get to the arcade and to my surprise the cute clerk was still there. I smiled at him and he laughed. "Damn, you've been in there a long time. Hope you got what you came for." Mario patted my ass and said, "He's just getting started. How busy is in the arcade?" "Pretty busy," said the clerk. "There might be nine or ten guys back there." "Cool," said Mario. "If you get off before we leave my buddy would love a go at you." The clerk laughed and flashed a dazzling smile. "I don't know. You taking loads?" he asked me. "I am so fucking horny," I said. "I'd take your cock if you needed to release." "Let me see your ass." What? He wanted me to show my ass in the store? There was only one guy looking at video packages on the other side of the room. It seemed pretty safe. I pulled my pants down over my ass and showed the clerk my bubble butt. " Bend over and show him your hole," said Mario. I wasn't sure about that but the clerk also told me he wanted to see my hole. I let my pants drop to my ankles and bent over. Mario slipped a couple fingers in my ass, and pulled them out covered with lube and cum. "Looks like you were busy in there," said the clerk. Then a couple of the guys from the theater came out and started towards the arcade. "Well, hope you can make it to the arcade before we leave," said Mario. "This boy needs to get bred some more." "I'm fucking going to try," said the clerk. Hell, I would have let him fuck me right there if he had wanted but he had a job to do and Mario wanted to pimp me out so we went back to the arcade. We passed the front door and Mario told me to hand over my clothes. "We can't go to a booth?" I asked. "In time you'll make it to a booth but I want to fuck you here first." I took off my shirt and handed it to him. He tweaked my nipples as a couple guys watched. "Give me your pants." I stripped my pants off and handed them to him. "Hands up against the wall." I put my hands up against the wall, my ass exposed. Mario came up behind me and rubbed his cock on my hole. We were only a few feet from the door when he pushed his cock all the way in to me. It felt so good to have a cock in me again. He pumped me and the two guys watching came over and rubbed my chest and ass. "Open the door," said Mario to one of the guys. He walked over and opened the door to the arcade that went to the store. The clerk watched Mario fuck me and rubbed his cock through his jeans. Mario laughed and pulled out of my ass, turned me around and pushed me down to my knees, putting his cock in my mouth. "He'll fucking do anything," said Mario to the clerk, then closed the door to the arcade. Mario pulled me to my feet and led me around the arcade. It went in a loop and he was looking for the booth with the big glory hole. Many of the booths were occupied and the booth with the big glory hole was one of them. "Well, that sucks," said Mario. "I want that booth so you take anonymous loads." He had me stand against the wall naked across from the booth he wanted. There were now four guys walking around the arcade. Mario went up to one of them and whispered something in his ear. He was an older guy with a bald head and pot belly. Mario came over to me and turned me around. He spread my ass cheeks, exposing my hole. I felt a cock push in to me and pumped my hole. "That's it, fuck him," said Mario. The older guy pumped his cock deep inside me and the other three guys gathered around to watch. He pumped harder and soon gasped as he pushed his cum deep in my gut. "He's here to take loads so if you want to nut in him go ahead," said Mario to the other guys. It wasn't long before the older guy softened and fell out of my hole but as soon as he pulled back one of the other guys took his place. He was a muscle guy around forty with a goatee. The best thing was his cock, a hard seven inches that was soon pumping a load of goopy white cum inside me. Two more loads had already been deposited and I had only been there 10 minutes. Evidently, we were making some noise because a guy opened the door to the booth with the glory hole. He was a young guy about 22 with short blonde hair and a beautiful body. His cock was in his hand stroking and he watched as the third guy came up behind me and slipped his cock in to me. "You want to share that booth," asked Mario. "My buddy there will do whatever you want if we can use the booth." "I want him to eat me," said the guy from the booth door. "He loves eating ass," said Mario, "and he's really good at it. He's already rimmed me a couple time since he's been here." The guy fucking me pumped another load of cum in me, breathing hard and holding his cock in me as he emptied his balls. When he pulled out Mario pushed me in to the booth and told me to get on the floor. I laid on my back and Mario told the guy in the booth he could sit on my face. He still had his pants on so he stripped them off so he could straddle my face. I stuck my tongue out as Mario told me to do and the guy slowly lowered his butt on to my face. I flickered my tongue on to his ass hole, then started licking him with wide swaths with my rough tongue. He pushed deep on to me and I saw a group of guys watching from the door. Mario brought one of them in and told him he could fuck me if he got naked. Clothes started flying. I had a butt on my face and now a guy was lifting my legs so he could get access to my hole. I felt a huge cock head slide past my sphincter, much bigger than the guys who had fucked me in the arcade so far. Mario let another guy in and he was getting blown by the guy I was rimming. "Fuck, I'm cumming!" It was the guy fucking me. He loaded my ass with more cum. Mario was still directing and had the guy get off my face. Mario pulled me up off the floor. "I didn't want this booth for nothing," he said. "Put your butt up to the glory hole." I did as I was told and the guy who liked to be rimmed put his butthole back in front of my face. My tongue found its way to his hole and as I ate his butt I felt a cock enter me through the glory hole. It was pumping me hard and felt great. I heard taking from the other booth and realized Mario was the guy fucking me. He pulled out and another cock immediately took his place. "I told you he was a fucking whore," I heard Mario say. There was grunting from the other side and I knew I had just gotten bred again. Then there was some tag teaming going on because a guy would pump me for a minute then someone would take his place. It seemed like there were at least four guys taking turns on me. My hole was getting very sloppy from all the cum in it but guys kept fucking me. All the time I was eating ass. He couldn't seem to get enough of my tongue. One of the other the guys unloaded through the glory hole. When it stopped Mario came back over to my booth. "God, what a slut. Look at you, eating that butt with your own ass pressed against the glory hole. What a desperate whore. Don't you think so, James?" I looked up and there was the clerk. I wanted him so bad. "We've been watching your antics from the closed circuit camera and I got someone to cover the front so I could have a turn at you," he said. "Mario says I can do anything I want to you." Mario had gotten naked again and his eight incher pointed straight up. James started stripping and he looked better and better as first his shirt, then his jeans and finally his briefs hit the floor. His cock was huge, easily bigger than Mario's and much thicker. I knew I would be able to take it as I had had two cocks in me earlier but he was still going to be a challenge. "Fuck, you are hung," said the guy I had been rimming. "Well, I'm going to have some fun with this guy so stick around." Mario pushed me on my knees in front of James and I gagged as I tried to deep throat him. His cock pushed to the back of my throat and as I squeezed the base of his cock a big glob of precum released from his piss slit. I pulled back and licked it off, savoring the sweetness. My ass was hungry for his massive cock but Mario hadn't given the okay. James took my head in both hands and fucked my face, taking his cock out of my mouth every so often and rubbing it on my cheeks. Finally, Mario pulled me to my feet and asked James how he wanted me. "There's a chair in the hallway. Let's go out there." Mario and James led me out of the booth and there was a folding chair in a corner. James sat on the chair, his cock pointing straight up. "Sit on him," said Mario. I slowly lowered my ass on to his cock facing away from him. It took some time but as I got used to it I heard guys urging me to take it deeper. There were now six other guys besides Mario watching us and the lights had been turned on. A guy came down the hallway towards us and I saw he had a camera. Mario said, "show us your pussy." I leaned back on James as much as I could so they could easily see his hard cock driving in to my hole. I was working my ass over his cock and the guy with the camera asked me how it felt. I told him how much I loved the feeling of cock in my butt hole and that I wanted more cum inside me. "How many loads do you have in you now , baby?" It was James asking me. "I've lost track. I just know I want your big gusher in me." "Oh, you're going to get it. But my buddy and I want to tape you taking it. You okay with that?" "I'm a slut. I'll do whatever you want." "Turn around on me," said James. "I want to make out with you and I want one of these guys to get down and tongue you while I fuck you. Come on guys, if you rim him I might even pull out and let you suck me." I slowly turned around to face James, making sure to not let his cock come out of me. Once I faced him I wrapped my arms around his neck and as we kissed I felt a tongue flicker on my hole as I was getting fucked. Turns out the guy who liked to get eaten also liked to rim. His tongue tried to move inside me but James' cock was too big to allow it. James pulled out so the guy could get a taste of his cum covered cock, then pushed back inside me. Then I felt someone trying to mount me from behind. It was Mario. He thought he was going to dp me again but James' cock was too big. As stretched out as my hole was there wasn't going to be another cock in me alongside James. There were now two guys jerking off near my face as James and I made out. James looked up at them and told them they could shoot their loads on us if they wanted. He kissed me again and there was soon a thick wad of cum shooting on our mouths. He pulled back a little and took some in his mouth then kissed it in to me. Then the other guy came on our faces, unloading another big load of salty cum on our mouths. We kept making out, cum all over our faces. James started licking it off me and then I licked it off him, eating it as we went. James started pumping his cock harder in to me. I rode him and held on. The cameraman told him he wanted a cum shot so he pulled out and shot a load on my back but then immediately putting his cock back in me, breeding my hole with his cum. His cock kept throbbing and he shot more cum inside me. "Nice shot boys," said the cameraman. "Keep shooting," said James. Mario was standing there, still acting like a whoremaster. He pulled me off of James and got me on the floor on my knees. As he pushed his cock in to me James came over and made me suck his cock clean. Mario had eight inches but he pumped easily as I was so wide open. It felt awesome to have his dick in me as I sucked James. Then James turned around and offered his hole to my tongue. Such a sweet hole. My tongue, his hole, Mario's cock, my hole as a crowd I'd guys watched me take them. Mario pumped faster and I stroked my cock. Mario shot his load in to me and I shot mine all over the floor. The cameraman went to a closeup of my asshole per James' instructions and as cum oozed out of my hole two more guys walked over and came on my used cunt, adding to the mess. Needless to say, I was used up for the night. I had gotten there in late morning and it was now past eight. Mario brought me my clothes but James wouldn't let me wipe up so the cum leaking from my ass made a big wet spot in my shorts as I walked back to my car. Whenever I plan to go to this place now I call ahead to see if James is working. He's told me to be on the lookout for our video but so far I haven't seen it.

1. I looked at my watch once more. It read 5:50PM; only ten more minutes of agony. There hadn't been a customer since 3:00PM; my manager had left at 4:30, and I prayed that one would not appear at the last minute. Thirty minutes earlier, I had tempted the customer fates by taking break in the back room; if one would come, it would have been when I had my pants down and my dick hanging out. Luckily, no one had come. I had changed into a jock strap and now the bright red waist band just barely peeked out from above my khakis. Outside, there was a slow drizzle still coming down. I didn't mind. It would make a last minute customer even less likely now, and the bath house would be even more crowded this evening. I looked in my backpack. The two booty bumps I had prepared before work were still there. All I had to do now was draw up some water and let it dissolve, and I'd be flying twenty minutes later. I did the math once more. Five minutes to close up. Five minutes to walk to the bath house. Five minutes to get settled in my room. And then five minutes to find a top to pound my hole. It meant could do the bump right before I locked the front door. Which, in turn, meant it was now finally time to fill it up and let it start dissolving. It only took a second at the stockroom sink to fill the booty syringe; I left it there for the small crystals to dissolve in the water. Back out in the sales room, it felt like an hour passed before 5:58 arrived. However, slowly, endlessly, it did. I sneaked into the back, dropped my khakis to my knees, and slid the thin tube deep in my hole. There was just enough lube left in my hole from cleaning out earlier that it went in easily. I pressed down the plunger and the cold liquid burned for a moment before it settled into a dull ache. It would be a few minutes before the tina soaked in and I savored the anticipation. I put the used booty bump in my bag, next to the one I was saving for midnight. There was also the pipe and torch, but those would be for later. I pulled up my pants back up and returned to the show room. The clock now read six o'clock. I was done and was completely free for the next four days. But my fates had other ideas. Right as I started towards the door, a man appeared from around the corner, and pushed his way into the shop. "Fuckin' A!," he exclaimed. "You're still open. Been a fucking bitch of an afternoon, running from store to store. You still got the new iPhones in stock?" "Yeah," I said. I shifted my weight, feeling those tiny few cc's of liquid shift in my hole. I had only a precious few minutes before it would hit. When it did, I wanted to be at the bathhouse, getting ready for a fat white shaft to slide into my hole. "Well, we were just about to close." The customer was a black man wearing a windbreaker and baggy sweats. I had gotten a lot better over the past few years, but I still hated dealing with them. It was always one problem after another: lost ID; wanting some blinged out phone; failing the credit check; after an hour of dithering, picking the cheapest one. I had never had a good experience with a black man. "But you have them?" I nodded, before I even realized what I was doing. "Good, he said, pulled down the hood from his ratty windbreaker. "Now, don't be a fucking cocksucker, and sell me a phone." I looked him over. He was tallish, maybe 6'1", with a definite muscle build. His head was clean-shaven, a smooth expanse of chocolate-brown skin. As I looked over his fine black body, I remembered my past. Of course, there was still the tattoo, but today, there was also the jockstrap. I had bought it at a leather store in Atlanta and the strap was decorated with Confederate flags. The tina was starting to work its depraved magic, and I found myself wondering how it would look; his fat black cock sliding into my white hole against the background of the racist symbol. It was always the first sign of the crystal kicking in; my imagination got more vivid, more extreme, searching out the taboo and dirty, the profane and depraved. I had never been fucked by a black man before. What I had been taught as a child was hard to overcome, but the tina was changing my outlook. At least I remembered the first rule of customer service. "I'm Mark," I finally said. "Hey, Mark! If you wanna take care of me, sell me the damn phone." I was quickly wrenched back to reality. He had caught me checking him out and I knew it would be the first of many betrayals the booty bump would commit against me. I looked back up at his eyes; they were neither friendly nor angry. They were just resigned. "Yo, Mark, it's cool. A good cocksucker can do things to my tool no girl would ever dream of doing. But first, I gotta get a new phone. Black. 32." "Gotta get it out of the back," I said, trying to focus on his face. I resisted the urge to look down. He was wearing baggy sweats and I knew if I looked down, I'd see the outline of his cock. In my mind, he had a long, fat black shaft. Mine, by comparison, would be nothing more than a tiny white one. "Sure man. You do what you gotta do," he said. "You mind if I smoke a quick one?" I was conflicted. I didn't really want him smoking any more than I wanted him in the shop. But if I made him go outside, it would take another five minutes, and that would be five less minutes getting plowed by an anonymous stranger at the bath house. "I guess," I said as I grabbed the keys. "Sure." In the storage room, I eyed my bag. A freshly loaded pipe was in there, not to mention the other booty bump. A quick hit seemed like just what I needed. I pulled the pipe out, staring at the pool of melted crystal at the bottom. It called to me, but I forced myself to put the pipe back in the case. The last thing I need was to get even higher. I had to remember that the booty bump had barely hit me. I had dosed myself with nearly a quarter and the weekend was only just beginning. I grabbed the box from the shelf, and went back into the show room. Even though I hadn't hit the pipe, I couldn't say the same for my customer. He had a long glass pipe hanging from his lips, and was carefully heating it up with a torch. From the slight haze in the air, it was clearly not his first hit. He looked up at me, and pulled the pipe out of this mouth. He just smiled, then exhaled a thick white cloud. I wondered if he knew it was getting recorded. If he did, he didn't seem to care. "You cool with this?" he asked, his tone letting me he didn't care if I was cool or not. "Needed to blow some clouds." "Sure," I said, putting the box on the counter. He was staring at me, and I was momentarily transfixed, like a deer caught in headlights. I licked my lips, first once, then twice, and a third time. He laughed. "Damn man. Your eyes are wide. Your head already up in these clouds?" "Yeah," I said. I was no longer stunned into silence, and was able to speak again. "Booty bump." "Well, damn man, I gotta catch up. But first, you gotta get that phone up and running man." "Yeah," I said. "Name? And your number?" "TJ. TJ Wiliams," he said and gave me his number. I quickly typed it in, as he savored another long slow drag off the pipe. I scanned in the phone, and waited for the activation sequence to finish. TJ did another two hits before offering me the pipe. "I know you're already tweaked," he said. "But a little more never hurt no one." I took the pipe. It was still warm and smoking and I inhaled deeply. The thick clouds filled my lungs, lifting me up and away from my mundane concerns. TJ was hardly a delay; he might even be the main event for the night. Unfortunately, right as I was exhaling, an error message came up on the screen. It was one I was far too familiar with; I was going to have to call the tech support line and get some stupid block cleared from his account. I had the number burned into muscle memory; it wasn't long before I had someone on the line. I tried to explain the situation, watching out of the corner of my eye as TJ hit the pipe a few more times. His hand had dropped to his crotch, and through the thin fabric, he was playing with his cock. Finally, the representative said he needed to talk with TJ. "He needs to talk to you," I said, handing him the phone. I tried to keep my eyes on his face, but a motion pulled my gaze down. The outline of his cock was clearly visible. It was a massive, thick rod already straining against the fabric of his sweats. "Yeah?" TJ said. He put the phone to his ear. "Hello?" he asked. "Hello?" He frowned. "Fuck that shit," he said, the anger palpable. "If they are going to put me on fucking hold, you're going to keep me happy." He pushed down his sweats, letting his cock spring free. "Suck my dick, faggot," he said. I hesitated, suddenly aware of the large glass windows facing the street. "Oh come on. I've seen how you've been drooling over it. You know you want it." With his free hand, he pushed me down to my knees, my face exactly level with his dick. I stared at the black snake for a moment, not quite believing where I had ended up. He wanted me to suck on it, to debase myself at the altar of his black cock. Involuntarily, I wondered what my father would say if he were still alive. It would have been bad enough that I was gay. It would be unforgivable that I was kneeling down in front of a black man and even contemplating sucking on his massive tool. "Come on cocksucker. You know you want it," he said, before pulling me forward onto his cock. By animal reflex, I opened my mouth, letting the black cockhead slide into me. So many years of my life had been spent teaching me how everything I was doing was wrong. Between the twin sins of sucking dick and hanging out with a black guy, it was hard to tell which was worse. But the combination of letting his warm cockhead slide into my mouth was a sin my father would have never been able to forgive me for. Nevertheless, I let it happen. This evening, it seemed like the right thing to do. It seemed like the absolute least thing I could do to improve this man's experience. As I nursed on his dickhead, I heard snippets of conversation. "Yeah," he said. "715 Oak St. Unit 5," followed shortly after by "5102." He listened a while longer, then finally said, "Thanks, yeah." and put the phone down on the counter. "Fuckholes," he said. "But it should be ok now." I looked up at him, his dick still nestled in my mouth. "One good thing, had you kept that up, I might have shot right down your throat." He picked up his new phone from the counter. "But now I can use your throat properly while we wait for my phone to sync." I nodded dumbly. I was still kneeling before this black thug, hungry for cock. "Take off your shirt, faggot." I didn't want to take it off, not for him. I had no idea how he was going to react; the tattoo was far worse than the jock strap. I was saving up, slowly, to get it removed, but for now, it was the reminder every morning and every evening of my youth, and the stupid choices we all make. It was simple, but powerful. A black eagle, holding a red Nazi swastika on my left pectoral. It had the unfortunate characteristic that the more I worked out, the more obvious it was. "Go on, cocksucker, take it off. Don't get all shy with me; you've had my cock in your mouth." I slowly pull it off, hunching over slightly, hoping against hope he doesn't notice it. But it was to no avail. "What's that faggot?" he asked as he pushed me back. "Fucking skinhead asshole, huh?" he laughed. "But yet, you gobbled down my big black cock, didn't you?" I nodded dumbly, trying to keep my balance as I leaned back, trying to stay out of range of his fist. He looked me over, and then started to laugh even harder. I dared to look down, and I saw the waist band of my jock strap clearly visible, the red flags almost glowing against my tan skin. "Fuck cocksucker. Just one racist asshole symbol after another, huh?" I try to protest but he slaps me. "Don't matter. I'll just take out a bit of insurance." He took the phone and swiped a few times. "Let's just get a few pictures of that sweet white mouth choking on my nigga dick." He smiled, as he spoke. "Just something to share with your manager. Maybe your white power facebook buddies as well." He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me down on his cock, forcing it into my throat. Before I can react, he got a picture of my mouth wide open, his cock sliding in. Then he took another, one of me staring at him. Then a third, this one of me gagging as the head of his cock hit the back of my mouth. Finally, a fourth one, drool dripping out around my mouth and my lips tight on the anonymous and massive black cock. By the time I had recovered from my gagging and coughing, I knew it was too late. The pictures had been synced to the cloud, and no matter what I could do, he'd always have access to them. "A better attitude on your part and these pictures will be our little secret. Any bit of racist white shit, and it's gonna be all over the internet. You got that white boy?" I nodded, acutely aware I had no option but to comply, however hard it was going to be for me. I took another look at him, taking time to see him anew: his massive chest, taut abs, and then his thick cock. It may have been the tina finally hitting me, but I realized it was the most beautiful, most perfect cock I had ever seen. It was thick, almost too thick to wrap my hand around. It was long, like a foot-long ruler hanging out from his groin. It was hard, hanging down under the influence of gravity. It was the porn-star epitome of cock, requiring my obedience of its every desire, and my worship of every inch of it. A little thing, like a poor racist whiteboy gagging was a thing of utter inconsequential pointlessness compared to the pleasure his ebony shaft demanded. I opened up my mouth, and swallowed it again. Once more, I started to gag again when it hit the back of my throat. It was no easier physically. If anything, his cock was thicker and harder, making it more difficult to take into my mouth. But mentally and emotionally, it was an entirely different world. I was no longer choking down on a black thugs cock, a man beneath me in every way. I was now worshipping the most perfect dick in the world and giving my ebony God pleasure. With his guttural moans of pleasure, forceful thrusts of his hips and the salutary effects of the tina, I powered through the urge to gag and let his steel shaft enter my throat and dominate my experience. "That's it cocksucker. Gobble it up." Another spasm of gagging racked my body but I forced myself to stay on TJ's cock. "Come on, Mark," he continued, resting his hand on the back of my head. There was only the slightest bit of force from him, but it was enough to let me know I had to stay on my knees and take his cock. As the spasm slowly subsided, I got more comfortable with his cock sliding in and out of my throat. "Damn," he said. "I guess anyone on the street can see us, huh?" I nodded as best I could while impaled on his black shaft. "Probably should be doing this somewhere a little more, private, maybe?" he asked. "I mean, you do work here." I nodded again, my mouth and throat still filled with his cock. "You have anywhere more private?" Once more, I nodded. This time, at least, he pulled out enough for me to say something. "Stock room," I said as best I could. "Sounds good," he said. He slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth, the fat head now glistening with a mixture of spit and pre-cum. It took me a second to recognize that it was my spit shiny on the black shaft, and that the majority of his pre-cum had dripped down my throat and into my stomach. I was already contaminated with the black man's pre-cum and it would only be a short while before he added his sperm to my body. "You go ahead and close up shop. I'll be back in the stockroom, waiting. Then we can finish this, um, transaction." Still on my knees but made brave by the crystal now coursing through my blood and invading my brain, I decided to make a different suggestion. "Well, I was going to go to the bath house after this. Do you want to come with me?" He smiled for a moment, torturing me with the silence. "Maybe," he said. I had barely processed his statement before the tina made another statement. However, it needed to use my mouth, my body to make it. "I'll pay for your entrance," I said. "Bath house," he said. "You mean, like a sex club?" "Yeah," I said. "Exactly." I was still on my knees, still right on level with his thick, hard cock. It was gently bobbing in time with each breath he took, and I thought I could see it throb with his every heart beat. I was fascinated by his black manhood. I had seen pictures online, but never seen a black cock so up close and personal. It was scary, almost evil, but at the same time, I was fascinated. As hard as it was to reconcile with my past, I was in awe of it. I needed to understand it, and the only way I knew how involved a night at the bath house. "Damn. So you're gonna get fucked there? Suck off random guys? "Yeah," I said, terrified, but knowing that it was the truth. And it was a truth I would have to confront at some point, no matter how hard I tried to repress it. "Fuck, faggot. Gonna get all loaded up, huh?" I nodded, not really wanting to acknowledge what he said out loud. But it was true. My plan had always been to get tweaked, head to the bath house, and see how many loads I could collect over the next twelve hours. Only now, at least one of those loads would come from a black man. I was momentarily repulsed at the thought, something so patently inferior and bad entering my body. But then I looked up and saw TJ looking down at me, a slight grin playing across his face. I would do anything to make him happy, no matter how debased it might be. "That I can get into," he said. "You lead the way." He pulled up his sweats, pushing his cock into them. It was still straining against the fabric and still plainly visible. I went into the back room, grabbed my bag, the empty booty bump syringe, and my jacket, turning out the lights and arming the alarm as I came back out. TJ was playing with his new phone, and looked up at me. "And don't worry. I've more than enough of this to keep us going all night," he said, shaking a fat bag of white crystals. I didn't tell him I had just as much in my bag. I turned out the lights, and locked the door behind us. The night was cool, the light rain still continuing. "Where we going?" he asked. "I took a bus, so hope it's close." "Yeah," I said. "Just down the street, actually." "Sweet," he said. We walked in silence. I wasn't sure what to say. All I could think about was how his cock had felt in my throat, and how badly I wanted his black meat in my hole. But that barely seemed appropriate out on the public street, even if it was relatively quiet and growing dark. Luckily, TJ rescued me. "You go here often?" I had been there every weekend for the past few months. I had long ago lost track of how many men I had let inside me or how many loads I had taken. But I wasn't ready to tell TJ about this side of me; he already knew more than I wanted. "Yeah," I said. "It comes and it goes." "And there's just sex going on? Anywhere?" "Well, there are private rooms. But sometimes in the halls or the dark corners." "Damn. Full-on sex?" "Yeah," I say. "Fuck man. And I've been jerking off all this time?" He laughed, right about the time we get to the door. It's a nondescript industrial building. The entrance is the only thing well-lit, a plain door that only reads "Private Club." I opened the door, and TJ walked in. I followed him and went up to the desk. I recognize the guy behind it; it's Dennis. More than once he has ended up in my room on his break, hitting the pipe, then hitting my ass hard. For a skinny guy, he has got a big cock, and he knows how use it. He smiled when he saw me. "Mark," he said. "Good to see you." He looked behind the desk and checked what rooms were free. Before I could say anything, he put a key on the counter. "Looks like we have an upgrade for you tonight," he said. "He with you?" Dennis continued, indicating TJ behind me. "Yeah," I said. "I'll get his locker." I pull out my membership and put it on the counter. "ID?" Dennis asked TJ. He pulled a wallet out of his jacket, and put his license down on the counter. "First time here?" Dennis asked TJ. "Yeah," TJ said. "I know you'll have fun," Dennis said and rang us up. I pulled out my wallet and opened it up to get some cash. TJ was standing behind me and was tall enough to see over my shoulder. As I counted out three twenties, TJ let out a low whistle of appreciation. I had gotten enough cash to cover the bath house as well as several rounds of re-stocking on favors. It made for a thick wallet. "All done," Dennis said, and buzzed the two of us in. He met us inside, holding a few towels and the keys to the room. "Gotta check your bags," he said. "What?" I asked. Reluctantly, I put my bag on the counter. If I had known, I would have taken precautions to hide the favors. "Yeah," Dennis said. "Boss wants me to make sure we keep our reputation." I repressed the urge to laugh. Of the several sex clubs in town, this one had the reputation for being the sleaziest. It was why I went. Dennis opened my bag, and started to look through it. At least I had already done one booty bump. It wouldn't be enough, but it would be better than nothing. "Hmmm," he said, digging through the bag. "I think you should know better." From the bottom, he pulled out two forgotten condoms, no doubt the relic of some ancient, mis-guided attempt at safer sex outreach. He tossed them into the garbage, before zipping my bag back up. "Yours?" he said, turning to TJ. "I'm not sure about this," TJ says. He's holding his bag a bit protectively. "Don't stress," I said. "It's just a formality." "I guess," he said, and put the backpack on the counter. Dennis unzipped it, barely looked in it, and zipped it back up. Dennis reached under the counter and pulled out a plain white envelope. He handed it to TJ with his bag. "First time. Welcome. I doubt you'll need it, but here's something to make it extra memorable." He winked at me before handing me the towels and keys. "342," he said. "I'll find you on my break?" "Sounds good." TJ and I started up the stairs. It was a Friday evening, so it was already fairly busy. TJ was staring in open wonder at the range of men walking around with nothing more than a towel. I was staring as well, looking forward to the rest of the evening.

I had a rare weekday off and decided to drive a little farther to a combo theater/arcade to see what trouble I could get in to. I hadn't been to any booths in a while and was really horny to take as many cocks as were willing in to my holes. I made sure I was cleaned out real good, slipped in to some cargo shorts and a tee, grabbed my lube and hopped in my car. On the way I tried to decide how I wanted to proceed once I got there. This place had an arcade on one side and a full sized theater on the other. I knew there would be action in the booths but there were only two with gloryholes, which I love. The booths were large, easily accommodating 4 or 5 guys so I thought some group action would be fun. The theater only showed straight porn, which was a bummer, but it was also a place I could walk around naked, which is a big turn on for me. There was a stage in front of the screen and I had always thought it would be hot to get fucked there. What to do? I walked in around 11 in the morning and decided to buy admission to both the theater and the arcade. The cashier was a real cute guy, no more than 20, who took my money and told me to have fun. I thought, I would definitely have fun if YOU were to come in with me. I smiled and said, "Here's to fun!" I went in to the theater first since it was still early in the day, before the lunch crowd. I walked in and it was so dark except for the movie on the screen that I couldn't see. I stood in the doorway for a minute and then nudged my way along the back wall, slowly letting my eyes adjust. I unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts and they fell to my ankles. I started stroking my cock as my eyes adjusted. I stepped out of my shorts and tweaked one of my nipples when I felt a hand on my ass. It had been too dark to see the guy standing there but he could see the show I had started. I reached over and felt his cock, already hard and dripping precum. I pulled my tee off so I was naked except for my shoes. I thought, what the hell, and kicked them off too. I dropped to my knees in front of the guy and smelled his musky cock, licking the precum, then taking him in my mouth, savoring the full length. He took my head in his hands and face fucked me. I still didn't know what he looked like or if there was anyone else in the theater. Finally, I stood up and my eyes had adjusted. I took his cock in my hand and jerked him alongside my cock. He was a white guy in his late 30's, average build, pretty hairy but with a shaved face. His cock was average, about six inches but had a nice mushroom head on it. I dropped back down on his cock and as I sucked him I found my pants and my bottle of lube. I greased my hole, first with one finger, then with two, easing them in and opening myself up. He finally unbuckled his pants and I pulled them down to his knees. I stood back up and started making out with him, sticking my tongue in his mouth, licking his neck, stroking his cock. He was now grabbing my ass and massaging it, taking a finger and playing with my hole. "I want you to fuck me," I said. "Do you have a condom?" "No. Do you?" I turned around and decided to let him take control. If he wanted a tight hole to drop his load in I was there. If he didn't want to fuck without a condom at least I might end up with his load on my ass. I grabbed his cock and stroked him, rubbing it on my ass. Soon, he slid his cock along my butt crack, getting it wet with lube. I put my hands on the theater seat in front of me and bent over for him. He rubbed his cock head on my hole. Almost there, I thought. He took his cock in his hand and pushed his mushroom head ever so slowly in to me. It felt awesome as he pushed past my sphincter. "Oh, fuck. We shouldn't be doing this," he said as he started sliding in and out of me. "Don't stop. You have a great cock for fucking." He grabbed my hips and pounded my hole, thrusting deep inside me. We were making that delicious slapping sound when an ass is really getting a good fuck. Then the door to the theater opened and another guy came in. I was worried my top was going to stop so I cried out, "Please keep fucking me. I need that bare dick in me. I want your load in my guts." Well, he kept going and the guy who had just arrived went to the back row of seats and stood in front of me. He pulled out a huge eight inch cock. "Suck him," said the guy who was fucking me. How could I say no? I looked up at him and saw a handsome Latino guy in his mid twenties. I didn't look long though because his cock was invading my mouth. Nice and long, not too thick. As I was getting spit roasted a couple more guys came in to the theater. I knew they couldn't see much yet but the top was pounding away and grunting so they must have known what was happening. The Latin kid took his shirt off as I sucked him and his pants were past his knees. I caressed his fine ass as I blew him and slipped a finger in his hole. The top cried out,"Fuck, I'm cumming." "Shoot it in me," I said. "Fuck yeah, breed his hole," said the Latin kid. I felt another hand on my ass as the top pushed deep inside me. Both his hands were now on my shoulders so I knew someone else had joined in. He grunted and held his cock in me as I felt hands on my butt. I sucked the Latin kid some more, then came up to see him looking at me. He bent over and kissed me. "Are you loaded up,?" he asked. "Yes." I said as I tried to catch my breath. The top pulled out of me and I felt fingers in my hole. A guy reached around and fed me cum from my ass. The Latin kid pulled his pants off so he was naked too and told me to follow him. "I think I have to go with him," I said to the top. He was buckling up anyway so he had gotten what he came for. I found my clothes on the floor and gave the top a kiss. "I hope you're clean," he said. "Clean as a whistle, honey." Then I laughed as I walked naked down the center aisle to the front of the theater where the Latin kid had gone. He was sitting in a chair in the front row, completely naked, stroking his cock. As I went down to the front three other guys followed and sat in the front row alongside the Latin kid. One was a black guy around forty and the other two were older white guys, probably in their mid fifties. I knelt in front of the Latin kid and went down on him, taking that full eight inches deep in my throat. I bobbed up and down and he slowly slid in his seat so I could suck on his balls too. They were a perfect match for his eight incher. They filled my mouth as I pulled on them. Then he slid down in his chair a little more and his legs went over the arm rests. He obviously wanted to get rimmed and when his perfectly puckered asshole was looking so pretty in the movie screen light I couldn't resist. I flicked my tongue on it and went to town, licking and sucking and listening to his moans. He was making out with the black guy as I rimmed him and had reached over to stroke his cock. I could see that he had a nice thick cock, probably seven inches. I decided I wanted that black cock in my mouth so I switched from the Latin kids ass to the black guys cock. It tasted so good. As I sucked the black guys cock the Latin kid came up behind me and whispered, "I know that ass is loaded with cum. It makes great lube and I want to fuck you." I lifted up off the black guys cock and said, "Go ahead." "Not on the floor, up here." Then he grabbed my hand, pulled me up and had me lay on the stage. It was only about three feet high so I laid on my back and my ass hung over the edge of the stage. "Show us that pussy," he said as the other three guys gathered around. I raised my ass in the air so they could all see my cummy hole. The Latin kid reached his arms under my legs and slid his cock along my ass crack. "I could use some help here guys," he said and I could feel someone's hand reach down and guide his cock head to my hole. He played with my hole for only a few seconds then pushed all the way in. Even though I had been fucked in the back of the theater his cock was much longer than the first guy's so it hurt a little as he thrust in. Thank god he wasn't all that thick. He had me on the edge of the stage piston fucking me, stretching my hole, getting me ready for any cock that might come my way. "You want a turn too?" he asked the black guy. "I think we all do." he said. The Latin kid pulled out and I flipped on to my stomach with my ass hanging over the stage. I knew the black guy went first because it was a thick cock. He pounded away, then pulled out, soon to be replaced by another cock. The Latin kid got on the stage in front of me and had me suck his cock while the three other guys tag teamed me. One after another they filled my hungry hole with their cocks. It became apparent that more guys had joined in as they used my pussy for their pleasure. The Latin kid turned around and had me eat his ass again and this turned on a couple of the guys because they soon shot their loads in my ass. The Latin kid somehow noticed I had been bred again and said, "I want to see that hole. Come up here and show me." I got on the stage and showed him my used pussy, dripping with sweat and cum. He slid his finger in to my hole, fucking me with one, then two and then three fingers. "You're such a cumwhore. Sit on my cock." He had laid on the stage with his boner pointing straight up and I stood up right in front of the screen and squatted on to his pole. I fucked myself with this huge cock as a crowd of guys watched. I looked over and saw a number of phones taping the action. I bent down and kissed the Latin kid, fucking myself with his cock the whole time. "I think we're being taped," I said. He just grunted and began fucking me hard and looking in to the crowd of guys. He made a thumbs up motion and a few guys laughed. "If anyone wants some of this action you're welcome to join," he said. "I'm sure this cumslut can take more cocks." With that one of the guys came on to the stage and shoved his cock in my mouth. "Not his mouth, dude. Put it in his ass next to mine." Holy shit, the guy pushed me down on the Latin kid then put his cock against my exposed cunt. He worked his cock in to my hole, working with the Latin kid to get them both in me at the same time. Pop! In he went. He held it for a minute then started pumping. The guys watching were cheering him on and the Latin kid began pumping in sync with him. They both were fucking me hard on the stage, filling my hole to the max. "Fuck, I'm cumming," He pumped hard and then the Latin kid cried out, "Fuck, me too!" They both came in me and held their cocks in me as they softened, not falling out until they couldn't stay in. The guy got off my back and the Latin kid told me to get up and lean over the stage, showing everyone my cummed up cunt. Guys kept taping as my gaping hole oozed cum from it. A couple guys fingered me and made me lick their fingers and a couple actually put their dicks in me and gave me a quick fuck but I was so opened up I could barely feel it. I really needed to give it a rest for a while and the Latin kid sensed it. "Okay boys. That's all my cumslut can take for now. But I'm sure he has enough cum in him to keep him lubed for a couple more hours. Check the arcade later if you're still here. I'll be whoring him out some more." He pulled me off the stage, grabbed our clothes and went to the back of the theater. "I'm going to keep your clothes until I take you to the arcade later," he said. "You got the lunch crowd now. You'll get the after work guys later." I smiled and sat there naked with my ass leaking cum on to the seat. "I can't wait."

Long time lurker, first time poster. I’m a beefy 34 year old smooth man, I have a muscular ass from years of squats and deadlifting, and I have a thick 7” cock. A few weeks ago I made time to go to Club Pittsburgh during the day. I have been there a number of time before, but usually just sucked some cocks and fucked some bottoms. But this time I was feeling extra piggy. I had recently scored some double Scorpio poppers and was eager to try them for the first time at the club. I went in and did my usual routine, except this time I got a room. I had never done this before so this was new and exciting in and of its self. So I went up stairs to the third floor, found my room and then went to clean out and soak in the jacuzzi. On the way to the jacuzzi with nothing on I ran into a muscular man with a towel. He grabbed my ass as I walked by and I turned and winked. Unfortunately he kept walking. After a solo soak of about thirty mins I went back to my room and got some oil put to massage my ass and make it glisten, then I turned off the lights opened the door and layer belly down on the bed and waited. I was almost asleep when I felt a cock press up against my lips. I opened my eyes and an older daddy was there with a nod, I swallowed his cock and felt it engorge itself in my warm wet mouth. I kept sucking and stopped once to take a hit of my new poppers. What the actual FUCK?!?! I took a usual seven second double nostril hit and felt my whole body envelop in a warm rush. I haven’t had poppers like that in a long time. I went back to worshiping this guys cock and soon I had him pulling out and leaving me wanting his load. No sooner had he left than another guy walked in, this time I hit the poppers hard and started on his cock. Sometime during this sucking I got into position on all fours, little did I know someone was watching and waiting and nearly instantly after assuming the position I had a thick mushroom head pushing against my hungry hole. I usually make my tips wear a rubber, but I was so lost in the heat of the poppers I backed up on his cock and started riding it on all fours while I got a Fock shoved down my throat. After a few mins I felt my mystery top put his hands on my hips and thrust slower and longer. Next thing I know he is grunting and I feel a warmth spreading in my ass. Did I just get bred? OMG! It felt so good! I turned over my shoulder to see who it was and yet was a complete stranger. For a minute I was hoping it wa the man with the towel from earlier. Soon after I cleaned up and went home. But I plan on coming back to get more loads. Now that I felt it once I need it again!

Re-reading this hot hot story! One of the best! Hoping versbbguy adds some more to it.

I hope the lax player appears again too!

I agree 100%. A mare is not a true cumdump if not wearing a red hood. Man up, bottom guys. The prospect of likely getting more than 20 anonymous loads from hot and horny stallions is mighty appealing.

Why are people talking about condoms on a site for barebackers. The title says it all I thought. Too many do do gooders telling others what to do nowadays. If your on this site you have made the choice to enjoy risky sex. Most find it a turn on others find it natural. But please keep quiet or leave the site if you use condoms and practice safe sex.

Bare skin in bare hole feels so much better than a condom. I revel in the thought that I'm a slut that loves cock so it's only right that he should be in me bare using me like the hole I am. His cum should be inside me, not inside a condom.

I was turned out cherry popped by Black Bulls in prison, I became who'e and C um depositor!

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

Looking for ideas for a place to visit for an interesting sexcation. Most I've read about on here involve cities with hot baths, backrooms, or parties like Cumunion. I'm looking for a place to visit that I can hangout in my hotel room and work BBRT, CL, etc. Oddly enough, the best action I get like that is a suburb of Houston when I visit family. I can post there most any time of day and have a hott cock showing up to service. Have considered Prague as option to be able to go out and pick up rent boys, also considered Las Vegas. I ran some ads in LV to see who would respond. Seems things are kind of slim pickings there because of hotel parking now. Plus security in hotels is tough. Have also considered P House in Augusta, GA; however, have been there several times. Looking for new experience. Any ideas of a place go get bred for a few days sure would be appreciated. It can be anywhere in the world. I live in Florida so looking for something outside the state. I'm a mid fifty type, vers but really prefer to sub and be on the receiving end. Due to age and being just another bottom type, feel I ended up ignored or passed over in group settings. I tend to be very shy in bars, baths etc. Sure would like to get some ideas. Thanks!!

I was lucky enough to travel to Berlin over the Thanksgiving week. Berlin has become my favorite city in the world because it’s so easy to be a cumdump there. There so many opportunities and places to go to. I was determined to get as much dick and loads as I could. I had purchased a ticket to the bio hazard party which was being on Friday night. It was a party for poz man only. It didn’t disappoint. There were all kinds of men there and all types and they were all willing to play and fuck. Within five minutes of checking my clothes, I had a nice German dick up my ass. From there I spent the next two to three hours going from dick to dick and collecting loads along the way. By 1:30 when I decided to leave, I’d had about 15 men fuck me and collected about eight loads. One guy in particular intrigued me. He was short with a fit body and a disheveled ZZ Top beard that seem to fit him. When I first arrived, he was going from ass to ass but then later on I noticed that he was spending quite a bit of a time with each bottom. He was an explorer of each bottom's hole, each of whom moaned in pleasure. Periodically in between my fucks, I checked on him and watch him fuck some other lucky bottom for a while. I also wanted him to know that I was interested. Finally on the fuck benches, my turn came. He had just finished up with another bottom and observed me looking, and he flipped me right over. His cock wasn’t huge, slender and probably within the average range but his use of it took me to another level! Once he entered, he just started exploring every inch of my hole with his cock. He stretched my hole and moved me in many positions to accommodate his desire and his needs. The intensity of feelings in my hole was overwhelming! Never experienced anything like it! I hate to admit but after 25 to 30 minutes, I needed a break. I would’ve loved to of taken his load but I just couldn’t handle it anymore. I was in sensory overload. I was disappointed with myself afterwards and still am now. I left bio hazard and headed over to the Bull ready for more action and more loads in my ass. That night the Bull certainly didn’t disappoint. I stripped down to my jock and went into the dark room. I hadn’t even done a turn around the room before some guy had pushed me over to the wall and started using my hole. Once in the position he thrust away at a nice regular rate until he unloaded in me. He was rapidly followed by nine other guys. I just bent over the fuck bench and didn’t even look back as each guy used my hole. Not every top unloaded in me but I managed to get a good five or six loads out of it. Awesome! Greatest train I’ve ever had going! I hung around for a while and got a couple more loads out of the five or six additional guys that fucked me. By the time I left at five in the morning, my well used hole had accommodated at least 30+ guys that night. Just a great night to be a cum dump in Berlin!

Went to my family xmas party last night. All the usual relatives, cept I met my niece's new bf. He's 26, short, beefy, and has a long red beard. I was hard most of the night just looking at this fine redneck fella. Now my whole family knows I'm gay so that's a non issue. About ten pm, the beer is getting low, so I offer to go get some, mainly so I can enjoy my pipe without having to stand outside for 30 minutes. Anyways, Mike (the red beard) says he'll ride along as well to help, and off we go. I'm driving and smoking my pipe, and Mike is chatting non-stop and asking me all about my pipe smoking. I'm buzzed and since he knows I'm gay I'm comfortable telling him I really love smoking my pipe when I'm getting head. He laughs a bit, so I say I was just being honest, and proceed to really smoke up the cabin of my truck. He says again how much he's enjoying the smell of my pipe, and I reach over and stroke his beard a couple times, telling him it's impressive. He lets me stroke it a bit, sighs and grows really quiet. Sexual tension goes thru the roof. I ask him if he'd like for me to pull over for a few minutes, and he nods yes. I drive into a parking lot of an abandoned gas station, unbuckle my seat belt, and pull out my cock, stroking it a bit and waving it at him. I place my hand on his neck and guide him down to my cock, and he began sucking me like an old pro. I just lay back, guiding his head up and down, telling him to suck daddy's cock. I nut within three minutes, sending my three day load down his throat, and he swallowed every drop. He keeps sucking and licking til I'm soft, and finally I tell him good job, now let's get that beer. On way back to house, I get his phone number, and told him I wanted more from him if he is interested. He said absolutely, and he also wants me to show him how to smoke a pipe. I laughed and said its a deal.

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Dad’s Basement Part Twenty-Four I looked between my legs, wonder which one of the men jacking their cocks would be next to slide up my hole. I winked my hole at the men, inviting them to come fuck me. My eyes locked on an older man, he looked old enough to be my grandfather. His hair was white as snow on his head, chest and crotch. His cock was uncut and hung semi-hard from his crotch. “Don't be shy” I said coyly. His eyes widened, as his hand slowly began to move his foreskin back and forth over his cock head. He licked his lips staring at my hole. “Slide in my hole” I puckered my hole for him, trying to lure him over so he would fuck me. Dad and Zane watched closely as I tried to seduce the older man. I watch his cock slowly expand in girth and length. “Daddy won't mind if you fuck me” I pointed over to Dad who was motioning for the older man to fuck me. I slid my finger to my hole and started to circle my sloppy, slightly puffy hole. My finger slid easily around my wet, cummy hole. I slowly pushed my finger into my hole as deep as I could. The older man’s cock was now rock hard and he was slowly jacking it. “Please grandpa fuck me” He took a few steps forward, smiling. “Daddy fucked me, now I want you to” He took a few steps closer, his smile growing. “Bet you fuck better than Daddy” He moved until his cock head was pressed against my hole. Zane had a huge grin on his face, as if he was trying not to laugh. “Put it in please grandpa” His hips moved forward and his head popped in. I moaned loudly “Like that little one” he asked “Yes grandpa” He slid in further, until I could feel the soft white hair above his cock tickle my ass. He pulled out a little then pushed in all the way. I moaned more. He grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide as he began to fuck my hole at a steady rhythm. Dad stood and moved to the side of the old man tucking me. “Fine hole he's got?” Dad asked “Your boy?” “Raised him, fucked him and pozzed him” “Did the same to my boy, about the same age as him I suppose. But back then it wasn't HIV/AIDS, it didn't have a name.” Dad slowly stroked his cock as he listened. “He was always interested in my cock, so we started playing, until he was begging me to take his hole. Even after I explained I had the “gay virus” but he didn't care, started to beg for that too” I couldn't help but get turned on and started to stroke my cock. Zane’s interest had peeked and he joined the old man and Dad. “I was so turned on seeing my boy on his back, legs up, just like your boy here, that I pretty much raped his hole. All the time he was begging his Daddy to fuck him and cum in him” His cock slide in and out of my hole slowly, as he told us his story. Dad and Zane was standing next to him stroking their own cocks. “Since I passed on the virus, he couldn't have kids of his own so he adopted a boy, raised him and when he reached the same age as he did, he and I passed on the family tradition to him. Just like you and your boy has done” “My only wish is that his grandfather, my father would have started the tradition, the beautiful tradition.” Dad said. “Is your son and grandson here” Zane asked. “Not this trip, but they have been.” “Maybe Dad we can invite them to join the club if they want” I said Dad just nodded and said “I will give you the details Sir, and you can tell me if that interests you” The old man continued to thrust his cock into my sloppy hole. Dad leaned over and started to kiss him deeply. I knew his tongue was going deep into his mouth. The old man's cock grew thicker and harder, yet he continued at the steady rhythm that he had been. His chest movements became faster and faster, until he pushed his cock in all the way. His moans were muffled by Dad’s mouth. I squeezed tightly around his cock, well the best I could, trying to milk his cum out. He pulled out and Dad, Zane and the old man moved to the side, allowing other men to step up and fuck me as they talked. The rest of the afternoon I stayed in the pool area and got bred. I lost count on how many men fucked me and how many loads I had taken. I do remember waking back to the cabin and cum running down my legs, I couldn't hold it all in. Sadly Dad told me that this would be the last night at the resort. We were leaving in the morning to head home. My gang bang to join the club was in three days and I needed the have my hole well rested - well it needed to tighten up again so the members would enjoy fucking it and the bred me and brought me into the club.

My uncle is gay. The first time I had sex was with him and his boyfriend. Back then, before the internet, it was a different time and knowing that there was someone else out there who was like me and accepted me was a huge thing. They taught me a lot about myself. The sex was great, and still is from time to time, they are still together 40+ years later which is pretty amazing.

I was working some later hours for a friend who needed to be off. I was the only nurse in the department and when the OR staff brought the patient out he was yelling and in obvious pain. I knew the hospital was full and I would have to keep this patient longer than usual so quickly worked on making him comfortable. After some pain medicine he started to relax but it also made him very talkative. He asked about his scar and I told him where the surgical site was and how big the dressing was. Even though it was on his back I pulled up his gown and showed him about where it was on his stomach. I made sure to brush his cock which looked very plump. He started talking about manscaping and how he shaved his stomach and his balls—which I had already noticed as I watched him squeeze his cock. He started talking about would he be able to walk, would he be able to do this and that and then he got quiet and tearful. I asked what was wrong and he said he was worried that his dick wouldn’t work anymore because he couldn’t get hard and that he loved sex and that he was 44 but he has to have a lot of sex and with all the pain and now the surgery he was worried. I rubbed his stomach and talked with him until he calmed down then I slid my hand lower and rubbed his cock. He moaned and seemed to relax so I continued. And said we should put his worries to rest and get him hard. I asked what usually gets him hard and he told me he loved to get head. I had one hand on his balls rolling them around while I stroked his cock which was getting thicker and longer. I asked if I should suck him some to see if it would get him the rest of the way hard and before he answered I leaned over and sucked him all the way in. I pulled up and worked my tongue around the head and felt him get thicker. I sucked for a few minutes and when I had him full hard I stopped and stroked him and told him he had no need to worry anymore about getting a hard on. He reached down and jacked himself off while I watched and encouraged him. I asked what turned him on and he told me of some of the things he had done. That he had been with guys and they gave better head and he loved head. Giving and getting. I took his hand and placed it on my cock and as I stroked him he stroked me as we talked about what turned us on. I would occasionally lean over and suck him. He reached around and felt my ass and said he wished he could fuck me. I had been thinking the same thing. Since it was late and he was stuck in the recovery room until they found a room for him I knew no one would come by and check on us so I gave him some more pain meds and lubed up his cock with some surgical jelly and climbed on the bed. I straddled his hips and lowered my ass to the head of his cock and I told him to not move and let me take him. I squatted down and felt the head of that thick, fat cock push into me. I took a second to get used to it then slowly sank down on him taking everything he had. He was moaning and had his hands on my hips guiding me up and down his length. He told me he cums quick sometimes but with the meds he was lasting longer than he thought. I rode that cock until he told me he was going to cum talking the whole time about how much he needed this. I milked his cock until I felt him blast his load in my ass and then I slow fucked myself on him until I felt him start to get soft. He fell asleep soon after. He was not kidding when he said he was a sex fiend I sat there with his load in my ass and watched him play with himself all night. I sucked him off in the morning before I was able to take him up to a room. He is a patient I will never forget.

There is a park in town that was once upon a time prior to the internet was the place to meet guys for some fun. I sucked a lot of cock there and can’t tell you how many times I got mine sucked either. There was one guy who I would see from time to time playing around with other guys. I never did anything with him but I liked watching him. A few years later I heard he was HIV positive, the police started patrolling the park and I did not see or think about him for years. I work occasionally for a home health agency which means I go to patient’s houses and check on them making sure they are eating, taking their meds, bathing etc. During a recent visit I realized it was the guy from the park. He had lost a lot of weight and had gone from HIV positive to an AIDS diagnosis. We talked and I asked what I could do to help and he said he wanted to take a bath but sometimes had trouble getting out of the tub. We got him undressed and into the tub and I started washing his back for him. He said it felt good and that no one had touched him in a long time. He leaned back and I could see his cock standing up. I reached down and gave it a good washing and told him I used to see him fucking at the park all those years ago. He looked surprised but said he had a lot of fun at that park. I reached my other hand in the tub and played with his hole eventually pushing a couple finger in him. On my knees in front of him drying his legs off I can see him slowly stroking himself. I reach up and jack him saying he has a great cock—his body may look sick but his cock looks ready to go. He is leaking a lot of precum and he takes some and rubs it on my lips. Soon I have his cock in my mouth and he is fucking my face hard like he is afraid I am going to change my mind. I work my fingers back in his ass and he floods my mouth with a huge load. We head to the bedroom and he is groping my cock and soon he is sucking me nice and slow. I am working his hole again and tell him I want to fuck him. He rolls over on the bed and I climb up and rub the head of my cock on his hole. I slowly sink into him stopping every so often but he pushes back and takes my whole cock. I have him on his knees and it looks like if I fuck to hard he is going to break but the image of my cock sliding in and out of him is pushing my closer and closer. Knowing I am fucking the guy I used to jack off to all that time ago and watching his hole swallow my cock soon has me burying my load deep in him. I heard he passed away about 5 weeks later. I am glad I got to see him and have some fun before he passed.

Had two interesting patients recently, one was 76 and the other was 22 and they were both poz. The younger guy woke up hurting and after some pain medication he calmed down but decided he needed to be naked and uncovered—not that I was complaining. For his procedure they had to shave his stomach and into his pubic area and he kept rubbing himself saying how smooth it was and how great it felt. He said his cock looked so much bigger without the hair. I watched as he rubbed, pulled, and caressed his body. It was hot. The medication made him chatty and I asked about him being poz and he told me he loved to fuck and knew he was going to get it eventually so he searched it out. Told me he would take any cock and load and that he liked to fuck too. As he was talking I rubbed his leg and worked my way down between them and up to his balls and then down to his hole and eased my finger into him. He just spread his legs and reached over for my cock. He asked if I would ever fuck a poz guy and I said of course. As I added another finger to stretch his hole I bent over and licked the drop of precum at the head of his cock. He grabbed my head and pushed it down on his cock and shot a huge load of that poz cum in me. I pulled off and he apologized but said that was just what he needed and he fell asleep. Later when he woke up he acted as if it never happened and was sent on his way. The 76 year old was a nice man who had a minor procedure and very flirty. As I looked at his dressing I saw his cock which was long and hanging between his legs. As I felt his abdomen we kept talking and even after I was finished I kept my hands there right above his cock. He reached down grabbing his cock and said this thing has gotten me into all kinds of trouble but no one wants anything to do with it anymore. He said being old was bad enough but you add poz to it and no one wanted him anymore. I rubbed his cock and said they are foolish. I squeezed and pulled his cock softly and he said it had been so long since anyone touched him like that. I kept at it as we talked and he got harder though it took some work. He had a really big head and I rubbed around it saying I bet that really stretched some hole and he just laughed and said you have no idea. He said you don’t have to do that and I said I want to that I liked feeling him in my hand and would love to feel him in my mouth. He said I won’t tell if you won’t and I leaned over and licked that huge head and worked that cock into my mouth and throat. His hands found their way to my head and he slowly guided my mouth. He pulled me off and stroked for me saying he was getting close I whispered in his ear that I wanted that load and he said are you sure and I just went back to sucking him and soon he shot in my mouth. Afterward he was nice and kept saying how grateful he was for taking such good care of him. Two patients, two loads of poz cum. One older one younger but both very hot.

Recently it seemed every patient has having a hernia repair. The men come out in scrotal support which is just a flimsy jock strap. As the latest guy woke up from the anesthesia he wanted to see the dressing so I pulled up his gown and showed him making sure to run my hands around his abdomen and around his crotch asking if it was tender or hurt. Later he asked if I could remove the support because it was near his dressing and was bothering him. After removing it he laid back spread his legs and relaxed. I stepped away to get him something to drink and when I returned he had kicked off the covers his hands were under his gown slowly moving. I teased him saying it looks like he has his hands full and he just grinned and continued jacking. Anesthesia and pain medication make people relax and do all kinds of things. As I leaned over to check his dressing his free hand brushed over my cock. He did it a few times and then we he saw I was not going to stop him he took a firmer hold of my cock in my scrub pants. I reached down unzipped and pulled my cock out. We were jacking each other and he slid down a bit and leaned over sliding my cock into his mouth. After a few minutes he looked up at me and whispered, “my boyfriend would love to get his hands on that”. I bent over and licked the head of his cock and sucked him. He relaxed his legs and my fingers searched out his hole. I slowly wet a finger and pushed it inside him. I found his prostate and worked it as I sucked him and it was not long before he shot a nice load in my mouth. Later as he was getting ready for discharge his bf was helping him get dressed in the bathroom. I knocked and asked if they needed any help and when I stuck my head in the patient was sucking his boyfriends cock. I smiled and they motioned me in. I stood behind the bf and rubbed his ass while he reach back to massage my cock in my scrub pants. The patient looked at me and said fuck him. I got on my knees and rimmed his ass then stood up and sunk my cock into his bf’s hole. Knowing we did not have much time it was nothing but a quick hard pump and dump. I fucked my load into him and when I was finished he pulled off, turned around, and sucked my cock clean. I bent to kiss the patient who had a load of his bf’s cum in his mouth that he shared with me. The whole thing did not take long but fuck was it hot. I have gotten together with them a few more times for longer sessions but none comes close to fucking at work.

As a nurse recovering patients after surgery I have seen many things. As the only guy in the department I usually end up with the majority of the male patients. The anesthesia and pain medication can relax people to allow them to do things they would not normally do—they can always blame the meds if they even remember it at all. They come to me wearing just a hospital gown and I have to assess them. I pull the curtain around us and uncover them and pull the gown out of the way to assess any dressings. I feel around the abdomen and let my hands drift lower to brush their cocks. Recently cared for a guy in his late 80s after surgery and when I was looking him over his cock looked a bit off. Come to find out he had a penile implant placed several years earlier. He can pump it up with a hidden button and it fills his cock with saline. I asked how it worked and what it felt like. He was very willing to tell me all about it. While he was talking he said feel it so I grabbed his cock and squeezed it slowly. When it was time to discharge him home I helped him to the bathroom and he removed the gown and his dressing came loose. As he stood there I got down on my knees in front of him and fixed the dressing and he said let me show you how hard I can get. He inflated the device and his cock went from nice to rock hard. He encouraged me to feel how hard it got. I ran my hands over that big, hard, 80+ year old cock then leaned in a give it a lick. He moaned softly so I slid more of it in my mouth. I sucked his cock for several minutes and he said he didn’t cum anymore but he loved feeling my mouth on his cock. Most patients feel they have to pee after surgery and I will get a urinal for them which most find difficult to use. If I can I will help them stand at the bedside and help support them so they don’t fall. I tell them to hold on to me and I take their cock and place it in the urinal. Most feel like they need to pee but do not have to but want to try for several minutes. I will tell them to massage the area over their bladder and show them how by placing my hand above their cock and slowly rubbing and letting my fingers dip down to around the base of their cock. They may not end up peeing but the majority of them end up with a hard on. Most of them encourage me to continue rubbing them saying it feels good and they think it is helping. They get harder and I remove the urinal and slowly let my hand brush more of their cock. Jerking them slowly and hearing them moan. Had a guy who broke both arms and was back for multiple surgeries. When I was assessing him and looking at his various dressing I brushed his cock and it got hard right away. He told me he couldn’t jack off and was backed up. He would ask me to scratch his stomach or leg and I would pull back his gown and scratch where he wanted and his cock just stayed so hard. I kept brushing it and finally grasped it and gave it a stroke and he just sighed and said yes in one long breath. I continued stroking him and asked if this was what he really needed. He said just please don’t stop. I slow stroked him for several minutes. Eventually he told me he was going to shoot I leaned over and took the head of his cock in my mouth and he shot days worth of backed up cum down my throat. He would request me to recover him after each of his many surgeries and I always helped him out. I have cared for my friends, family member, neighbors, their family members, city officials, doctors, coworkers, and strangers of all ages. Usually it is just work but sometimes it turns into more. Each day is a new adventure.

Ryan and I woke to the twink and his buddy in bed with us. They were sound asleep as we quietly climbed out. We came down stairs to find both sets of twins out by the lake with Colt and Steve. It was starting to get dark and we knew it was time for our final partying. Aaron and Alan were begging to finally get to top. Marc and Mike told them that if they could get hard after their slams that they would be glad to bottom. Aaron and Alan were taught to prepare their own slams for tonight’s fun. We worked with them as they prepared their own points and then were instructed on how to administer. Marc and Mike offered up their arms for their first try since it is easier to learn how to slam someone else before doing your own. Aaron applied the tourniquet to Mike’s arm as we showed him how to find a good vein. We then watch as he stuck the needle in the vein and registered the familiar flash of blood then slowly emptied the contents into Mike’s arm. We then watch Alan do the same to Marc. Mike was already on the bed as Marc joined him and the two began to kiss and eventually 69 while Aaron and Alan administered their own slams. After the familiar cough from the two they joined Marc and Mike on the bed and enjoyed the rush as it was very clear who was going to fuck who. We did our slams as we watched Aaron and Alan begin to fuck Marc and Mike. Steve took Ryan to fuck which left Colt and I to each other. Colt was fucking me as Ryan got fucked by Steve. After we each unloaded we noticed that Marc and Mike were still getting fucked. As Steve popped inside me, Ryan began to fuck Colt. I watched as Aaron and Alan were still topping but had switched which brother they were fucking. Colt was helped off of me as I remained in the sling for the Twink’s buddy to fuck. I could still hear moaning from the twins as they continued to fuck. After the twink’s buddy unloaded inside me I was surprised to see Alan next to fuck me. As he slid his cock inside my cum filled ass he leaned in and kissed me telling me that he had his eye on me since he first saw me. I reminded him that I was Ryan’s man and he assured me that he and Aaron were set on Marc and Mike as I looked over to see Colt getting fucked by Alan. Aaron and Alan were excellent tops with excellent stamina. As Aaron continued to fuck away at my ass I felt his cock swell. I wasn’t sure if he was about to cum or what when he grunted a little and then I felt his cock deflate a little but remain hard. I later learned that they could cum and were still able to stay hard. Aaron leaned in to kiss me only to have Mike slide his cock inside he well spermed hole. The two studs got a good rhythm going as I noticed Marc behind Alan. The twink was getting double fucked by Steve and the guy he came here with as Ryan was off in the kitchen. I figured he was preparing fresh slams for all.