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Thanks. That chapter only has 6 likes/upvotes so far so either not many liked it or people are bored with the story. We'll see how the next couple chapters fare... ------------------- Part 53 - New Years Party 4 Kyle walked into the apartment and saw Raphi slowly getting out of the sling, trying not to slip and land on his well loaded ass. Vince was on his knees on the couch getting fucked by Eric and Kai was eyeing the sling. “How many loads?” Kyle asked Raphi and Kai. “Seven, so far” Raphi said as Kai grumbled. “Only five” Kai said, laying back in the sling. Kyle walked up to Kai and pushed his pants down, freeing his stiff cock. Kai laid back and hooked his feet in the straps, like he had done countless times before and offered his ass to Kyle. Kyle shoved his cock into Kai’s puffy, cum filled hole and felt Kai clamp down as soon as he was all the way in. “Ready for more charged seed?” Kyle said. “Fuck yeah! Give it to me” barked Kai. Kyle pulled his cock back half way and slammed in, pushing Kai back off. Grabbing the chains, Kyle stopped his movement just after Kyle’s cock came out of his hole. Tugging on the chains, Kyle’s cock drove back in until Kai’s body slammed back into Kyle. Thrusting again and starting the pattern again, Kyle pounded Kai roughly. The groans from Kai told everyone that this was not a gentle fuck. The jangling of chains, the grunts, the groans, and the sounds of a cock fucking a cum filled hole drowned out the sounds of Eric fucking Vince. With a loud growl, Kyle emptied his balls into Kai’s fertile hole and mixing with the other toxic loads inside. Raphi was stroking his cock as he watched Kyle fuck Kai. When Kyle pulled out, Raphi moved in and asked “Do you want my neg load?” “Sure. Give your cock a poz cum bath” Kai said. Raphi drove his cock into Kai’s hole and stood there, with his cock all the way in. He had never fucked a cum filled hole before and the feeling was amazing. “Oh fuck” Raphi repeated for several seconds and then started to fuck Kai’s pussy hard. Stu walked up behind Raphi and tweaked his nipples while encouraging him to shoot his useless seed into Kai’s hole. Stu’s cock pressed into Raphi’s hole and soon Raphi was fucking himself on Stu’s shaft or into Kai’s ass. He only lasted a few minutes like that until Raphi’s cock erupted pumping one of his last neg loads into Kai. The orgasm milked another load out of Stu’s cock and added to the cream filling up Raphi. The door opened and in walked Paul, laughing at the sight of the orgy. “Where the fuck have you been?” asked Eric. “Out with a client, but he’s in bed now and I need to bust a load or two. I figured this would be a good place to find some hungry ass” Paul replied as he quickly took his clothes off. He walked over to the sling and Raphi moved out of the way. “I hope you take charged loads” Paul said, plunging his cock into Kai’s sloppy hole before Kai could answer. “Add your bug to his hole, Paul” Kyle said while walking behind Vince. Kyle slid his cock into Vince’s muscular ass and leaned over, whispering in his ear “You poz or neg?” “Newly poz” Vince replied. “Cool, I hope you bred Kai and Raphi” Kyle said. “Yeah, and the other guy too. I was hoping to get fucked while my balls fill back up” Vince said as he squeezed his pussy tight around Kyle’s cock. Kyle pulled out and slammed back in, feeling the cum inside Vince’s hole. Kyle pounded Vince a few dozen times and then pulled out. He went and grabbed a new shirt and went back downstairs, hearing Paul grunt each time he drilled Kai’s hole. Paul got more vocal and fucked harder and harder into Kai’s hole. Kai worked his hole on Paul’s big cock and then started begging Paul to breed him. Kai was swinging back and forth, getting his hole impaled by Paul’s thrusting shaft. Paul grabbed his legs and forced his throbbing shaft as far inside Kai as he could and felt the spurts of infected seed mix with the other loads inside him. Kai moaned as he felt another charged load pump into his starving hole. As Paul pulled out of Kai’s flooded hole, Raphi was on his knees begging to suck Paul clean. “You should just bend over and use that cum as lube” Eric said. Raphi nodded, stood up and bent over the back of the couch. Paul chuckled and roughly shoved his cock into Raphi’s dripping pussy. Grabbing on to Raphi’s hips, Paul pounded as hard as he could, sometimes bumping into Eric who was back inside Kai’s hole. Eric ravaged Kai just like Paul was doing to Raphi. Dan was next to Eric stroking his cock and Vince was now next to Paul stroking his. Paul slammed in, growled and unloaded his virus tainted seed into Raphi. Hearing Paul breed Raphi gave Eric all the incentive he needed and he dumped a second poz load into Kai. Both Dan and Vince were on the cusp of their orgasms and pushed Paul and Eric out of the way in order to plant their loads inside the bug hungry holes of Kai and Raphi. Everyone caught their breath and Eric went to his bedroom and came out with a pair of butt plugs. He took the larger one and forced it into Kai’s cum soaked hole and then pushed the smaller one into Raphi. “Those plugs have sealed the fate of several neg guys, so I want them back” Eric told them. The guys wiped down with towels and then dressed before heading back down to the party. They had missed hearing the fireworks that went off at midnight, but had made their own anyway. The whole group drank and talked for a while until one by one or two, they headed home. Raphi had drunk a few too many shots at the end of the night and Mark, Eric, Joe and Kyle finally took him up to the apartment and they all soon passed out. Mark and Joe were hoping they had probably brought a few new guys into the brotherhood in addition to having a fucking great time. Only time would tell.

PART 6 The next few days went something like spend 23 hours absolutely beating myself up and being sure my life was over, and the other hour reliving the sex that had taken place and jerking off three times a day. And it was the only thing I thought about jerking off. But there was no way I was ever going to do that again. I tried to avoid even going by Tom’s place, mostly because I was just so freaked by HIV and that he had cum in me and also just because I had never acted like that, like so slutty and desperate for a guy. My resolve to avoid a recurrence aside, it was safe to say I thought about Tom a lot. I would spend hours mad that he could have done that to me, followed by thoughts of how great it was that he had done that to me. It was almost worse. I finally had had the sex I had fantasized about and it had felt SO GOOD, but I couldn’t ever do it again. I struggled to focus on school and work but still found myself obsessing over fact that I had had raw sex. And taken cum. And, of course, I felt guilty over jerking off to it, but I just couldn’t help it. At least I had that, I would tell myself. Five days. Not even a week. I had been at school and then work and it was Friday and I decided to go to the Jacuzzi at the apartment complex. And who shows up about three minutes after I got in the water? Opening his robe he displayed a well-packed Speedo that could barely contain his cock and balls. "Chris, I have been hoping I would see you again. I know you were kind of flustered when you left. I really enjoyed our time we spent together. God, you were amazing.” He said as he settled in the water, directly across from me. “In fact, I was really really hoping to see you again.” I was practically shaking from the adrenaline going thru me. Part of me was so scared of what had happened, but part of me was seriously stuck on the fact Tom had really liked it and he liked me. He had been thinking about me. “I, I have been busy all week with school and work and stuff,” I said quietly. “I bet you need to relax,” he replied, adding “I bet you need to let go, let some of that stress go, let your true self come out for a while.” He had kind of slowly moved around the jacuzzi and he was now close to me. I just nodded at what he said. A recording of our previous meeting was playing over and over in my head. “I think we have had enough jacuzzi. Let’s dry off and go back to my playroom.” And he eased himself out of the jacuzzi his half hard cock pressing his suit out. I stared. And then followed. I knew what it meant going back there. And I was going anyway, after all I had said to myself. It was that easy for him to get me. We walked silently back to his place. As soon as we were in the door he suggested "Let’s just leave our suits down here,” as he stripped off what little he was wearing. I followed suit. Ten seconds in his house and I was naked. I followed him up the stairs into his play room. Shutting the door he stepped over to the entertainment center and inserted a video as I took a seat on the bed. As the video flickered through the opening credit, Tom joined me on the bed, his tongue invading my mouth. “I jerked off every day thinking about you and your sexy body and little boyhole,” he whispered. "I jerked off so many times thinking about you," I admitted, adding "I know I shouldn’t do this but I want to so badly,” I whispered through our kiss. "Shhhhh. Don’t worry, baby boy. This is your playroom. Your place to be your true self and to do what you want to do. What you need to do. And my baby boy needs his hole fucked again doesn’t he?” Tom whispered, his inches from mine. Unbidden, my had was already stroking his cock, which, I thought, felt like steel. “I want you to fuck me so bad,” I blurted out, surprising myself. But it was true. What had been a want these last few days was now a need. Tom was so hot. His cock was so fucking big and perfect. And he wanted me just as much I could tell. Looking me in the eyes, he asked me the question of which I was afraid "And what about my cum: Are you gonna take my cum again?” His cock leaking precum in my hand, the heat of his body, his smell. It all pushed me to the edge, where I was just his. And I was my true self. And my true self knew that every thought I had had about Tom always ended with him cumming in me. “I want your cum. I want you to fuck me like last time until you cum in me. In my hole, “ I replied. Just like that, I had somehow ended up in his room. And this time, he knew right away that my ass was his to use. And the cum. I was trembling still, a ball of horninss and nerves. This super hot guy was HIV positive, and he had a huge cock that was rock hard. And I had basically just asked him to fuck me and fill me up with sperm. And this time, cock hunger won out quicker than fear as I slid down to my knees and opened my mouth wide, ready to serve.

After I'd cum, I was overcome with shame and disgust at what I'd done, and quickly showered and left. Bill grinned at me from behind the desk and said "see you soon, you dirty fucker!" but I vowed never to retun. For the next couple of weeks I was anxious waiting for the flu to hit or for some other symptoms to show. But nothing happened and and eventually I went for a test which came back negative. My relief was also mixed with a sense of disappointment. I thought about this and realised that I was a whore after all, and becoming pregnant from some filthy old man was the ultimate turn-on. I tried to resist it, but the need was in me now, like I was possessed or something, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Eventually, I gave in and found myself back at the sauna, handing my money to Bill as he winked at me. "Knew you'd be back," He said. " Carrying someone's baby yet?" I shook my head and he raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you want?" I blushed and gave a brief nod and he slapped my shoulder. "Knew you were a dirty sod!" He said. "We've a few more in today - couple of guys I 'ain't seen for a while 'cos they've been sick. They don't take meds so their immune system is fucked." He watched as my eyes widened with shock which was what he intended. He held out a locker-key and said "So, do you still want it, mate?" I paused, aware of the blood pounding in my ears. This was it. Decision time. I breathed deeply and took the key, heading to the lockers with his laughter behind me. I undressed, showered and went upstairs. To my surprise, it was very dark and I had to feel ahead of myself to stop banging into a wall. I found out later this was Bill's idea - to turn off the lights so you couldn't see anyone, only feel anonymous naked bodies and stiff cocks with no idea what their owners looked like or how disgusting their bodies might be. I turned a corner and passed a cubicle based on the gap in the wall my hands encountered. As I started to pass it, someone touched me. I jumped and then stood still, allowing the hand to slide over my thigh and squeeze my stiffening cock. Another hand emerged from the darkness and began to probe my hole. "Nice!" The voice was a harsh, dry whisper and another voice gave a low chuckle of appreciation. I shivered with fear and lust, not knowing what to do. "Come inside!" Whispered the voice and strong, boney fingers grabbed my wrist and started to pull me into the black cubicle. I almost resisted, but something in me responded to their touch, and I allowed them to pull me inside. Instantly, a thin, boney body was pressed against me and lips crushed to mine. I moaned as the tongue entered my mouth and couldn't help putting my arms around him. His body was thin without an ounce of fat. Then someone else got behind me and I felt a surprisingly large and stiff cock pressed against my bottom. "Mmm, fresh meat!" Said the man behind me, and I realised this must be the couple who weren't on meds. I felt the hairs rise on my neck and the fear, but the lips stayed crushed to mine, the tongue slithering disgustingly in my mouth. Then the cubicle was filled with the smell of poppers and a bottle was pushed against my nose. "Breathe deep, darling." Said the man as he released my lips. I had no choice and took a deep lungful, feeling my body mellt and my head swim. A thick finger covered in lube ploughed up me from behind and I gasped with shock. He began to move it slowly in and out and I began to moan with pleasure. " That's it, open up for daddy" The voice behind me was croaky and I reached back to feel skinny legs and a bulging belly above his enormous cock. I groaned in surrender as the poppers were thrust at me again and suddenly a hand pushed my shoulders forward and down and the huge cock began to slide into me. I cried out with pain and pleasure as he slid it home until his paunch was pressed agianst my buttocks. "Shhh!" whispered the man in front of me "Let him in, there's a good boy" I could only sob with surrender as he began to fuck me, and gratefully took the other man's cock in my mouth and steadied myself on his thighs against the brutal thrusts. "That's it, matey. Let old Harold fuck your sweet arse! You're gonna get what you want, don't worry. Open your hole for him." I gasped, but reached back to pull my buttocks apart so the big cock could get in deep. Harold grunted with pleasure as his movements became more jerky in my hole. "Oh yeah, gonna give you a baby you little slut!" Then he gasped and grunted like a pig, forcing himself into me and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted. "Oh, you dirty bastard! It's in you now!" Said the man in front of me. "Don't fight it!" I groaned and crouched there, accepting the cock spurting toxic cum into me as the man stroked my head tenderly. At last, the enormous cock slid out and I felt the wetness around my anus. "Your turn, Peter." They turned me round and Peter slide his cock into me as Harold pushed my head down to clean his cock. Suddenly, I had a clear image of myself sandwiched between their diseased bodies and the tears splashed from my eyes at my depravity even as I pushed back and squeezed my hole around the thrusting cock, eager to milk more poz cum from him and get myself knocked up.

I just received a hard fuck from a black guy who hit me up on Grindr. His posting said he was traveling through my location in Texas, en route to California, and was looking to earn some gas money. We chatted for a bit, and eventually I invited him to stop by. He accepted my invitation and while awaiting him I got myself ready, making it a point to prep my hole with my dildo as I hadn't been fucked in several months. When I opened the door I found a 6'2" black guy with an average build but a nine inch thick cock. As the door closed behind him, I dropped straight to my knees, extracting his cock from his shorts, deep-throating him a bit, and earning a deep moan of pleasure from him. "I wanna rim you," he announced. Getting to my feet, I turned around, bent over, and spread my butt cheeks. He dove right in. HOLY SHIT! His tongue felt great as for the next 15 minutes he gave me an excellent rim job. After which he stood, and rubbed his cockhead on my hole. "The condoms and lube are on the table," I announced, now in a kneeling position. "Spit works better," he responded as he pressed his huge cock into my hole. I yelped as I wasn't ready, but rather than withdraw, he reached under my body, grabbed my nipples, twisting them as he sunk his cock into my ass. At that point my only choice was to take a deep hit of poppers and just take it. He bottomed out, balls-deep. It was then I realized he wasn't using a condom, and I exclaimed "What about the condom?" His response was non-negotiable: "I'm not taking it out now." Instead he worked his cock even more deeply into my ass, pounding away for several minutes until he withdrew, dropped onto his back, ordering me to sit on his cock. Crouching over his pole, my legs straddling his waist, I slowly lowering my hole onto his cock. I was half way down when he deliberately jostled my left leg, causing me to slide down onto his cock just as he thrust upwards, causing my ass to take his entire nine inch, thick fucking cock balls-deep. I screamed in genuine pain, where upon he stuffed my t-shirt into my mouth. Later he mercifully told me to take several more hits of poppers with the result he had me enthusiastically bouncing up and down on his cock, working his pole as I grunted "Breed me, man, give me your load." He answered my demand by blowing a huge load deep into my ass, after which time he continued fucking me, working his cum into a lather. Fuck, it was a fuckin' hot session - and I didn't even cum! I was completely satisfied having been well-fucked.

3. The Deal More lines were made, and another pair of bombs swallowed. Jesse must have had more than one baggie of the drone, since the pile didn’t seem to be getting any smaller on the mirror. Jesse snorted his line, then handed me the straw, stepping out of my way. When I bent down to the mirror, I heard movement behind me, then felt Jesse’s tongue on my hole. It made me completely forget what I was doing. I moaned, and pushed my ass against his face, feeling his tongue slip into me. My knees nearly buckled, it felt that good. I barely had the coordination to snort my line, before I closed my eyes and let Jesse work. One hand took me by the hip to hold me in place while the other wrapped around my dick and balls, squeezing and pulling at them. The latest dose of drone hit me like sunlight, washing over my body and making my skin tingle. Everything felt unbelievable. It was so weird that I couldn’t get hard, because everything about the way I felt was telling me I should be harder than I’ve ever been. But I was too fucked up to worry about it, so I just pressed my ass harder into Jesse’s face, hating it when his tongue withdrew and loving it when he pushed back in. I felt dizzy, my mind was in a daze, and images of every time I’d ever been fucked floated in and out of my head - most of them were Reese. Suddenly, I was on the floor, and my side hurt. Jesse was howling with laughter. “Are you okay?!” He managed to force out as he gasped for breath. I rubbed my side and realized that I’d fallen over. I was so lost in the sensation that I’d simply forgotten to make my legs stay standing. Jesse was still laughing, so I kicked him in the leg. “Aww.” He cooed, still laughing, and crawled towards me. “My poor fucked up little baby.” He kissed me all over the sore bit that I’d landed on, then up my stomach and chest to my mouth. We kissed for a few minutes. “Maybe we should move to the sofa where it’s safer?” He winked. We got off the floor and sat down, though not before having another little line each. Jesse immediately took me by the ankles, forcing me down onto my back with my legs in the air, and shoving his tongue back into my hole. Moaning, I melted into the sofa and took hold of my legs. Jesse let go and put his hands on my ass, pushing my cheeks further apart so he could bury his tongue as deep as it could reach. I felt insatiable; his tongue wasn’t big, thick, or hard enough to satisfy what I wanted right there, but it was definitely talented enough to keep me occupied. The porn on the TV had changed. The hotel scene had gone, replaced by something similar. It was still a cute twink taking it raw at both ends by a bunch of older, muscular guys with the kind of cocks I needed right now. But this was in some sort of warehouse, and no one was naked. Instead, they were wearing all sorts of kinky outfits - Rubber, neoprene, jockstraps, and the twink was blindfolded and tied up at some points. This twink didn’t look like Jesse, either. He actually looked a lot like Reese. I wondered how much of Jesse’s porn contained lookalikes, and if there were any that looked like me. Jesse’s tongue withdrew from me. “That should do.” He said, sitting up. “Now let’s see if I can’t get you as loosened up as you got me.” He winked again, and grabbed the smallest of the dildos - It wasn’t very thick, but it was, I noticed, a pretty long double ender. He practically drenched the thing in lube, and started teasing it at my hole. I felt it pop through, into me, and let out a moan as my hole stretched around it, even if it wasn’t very wide. The speed with which Jesse pushed it deeper into me would have hurt like hell when I was sober, but right now, I couldn’t feel anything but the most incredible shivers of pleasure shooting through me. Repositioning himself, our legs became intertwined as Jesse started using the other end of the double ender. The long black bar of a dildo moved around wildly inside me while Jesse got himself comfortable and teased his hole with it, before letting it slip in. We’d actually done this once before, with a double ended toy. But we were stone cold sober back then, and it had just been awkward, uncomfortable, and not arousing at all. Now though, the awkwardness just made us laugh, discomfort was banished by lust, and this was all as arousing as two guys with ‘drone dick’ could be. It wasn’t like any toy I’d played with before. Having it attached to another person made it unpredictable. Any movement one of us made would affect the other, and we were affecting each other pretty damn hard. It was hard to tell how much of it was inside me, and how much inside Jesse, but there definitely wasn’t much left in the open air between us. We bucked our hips, pushing towards and pulling away from each other, both moaning like a couple of porn stars. Even our arms and legs were part of it - every inch of skin contact felt electric, so we each ran our hands over any body part of the other that we could reach. One of his feet snaked up my body to my face, and instinctively, I opened my mouth and sucked on his toes, which made him laugh. This was new, too. I knew that Reese had a major foot fetish, of course, but I’d always thought Jesse just tolerated it in order to be a good boyfriend. I certainly never expressed an interest before, but at this point, I’d probably do just about anything Jesse suggested. His foot was hardly the most dangerous thing he’d got me to put in my mouth tonight. “Woah-ho-ho!” I flinched. It wasn’t Jesse’s voice. It was much deeper than that. I pushed his foot away from my face and was about to get up. “Well, fuck me.” The voice said, and I realized that it was still coming from Jesse. Or more specifically, the phone that Jesse was holding well above the two of us. He was on facetime to someone, and I could see the image of the two of us, fully exposed, in the little screen. In the main screen, I could see the outline of a man, but wherever he was, it was dark. From this distance, all I could make out was that he was black, and wearing a baseball cap. “Raaaaaaff.” Jesse drew out the man's name in a cutesy voice usually reserved for when he and Reese were in a silly mood. “You know what you said about drone dick?” It was all he needed to say. Raff spoke again. “I remember. You and your little friend play with some more toys. I’ll be there before you know it. How much of my stuff have you used?” “A little over half?” Raff whistled. “Impressive, for first timers. Okay, put the mophead on.” Jesse was holding the phone out for me for a few seconds before I realized that ‘mophead’ meant me. I took the phone and held it up to my face, getting a better look at Raff. He was older than us, I could tell at a glance, and hot as fuck. He had big lips and a metal stud in his nose. His head was shaved under the cap, and just from a head and shoulders shot, I could tell he was muscled up. “Hey kid. You doing okay?” He asked with a coy smile. “I’m doing just fine.” I smiled back. Even in my haze, I still felt a little nervous talking to a complete stranger, and in such a completely compromised position. Jesse had gone back to wiggling about though, causing the dildo to move inside me, making me want more, and boosting my confidence. “Though this ‘drone dick’ thing is one fucking lame deal.” He laughed. “Yes it is, kid. Yes it is. But don’t worry, it only happens to fucked up little bitches like you. Real men like me don’t have to deal with that shit, you get me?” I did. The way he described us should have bothered me, I knew, but the way he said it made it oddly okay. He wasn’t being cruel. Just stating facts. “So tell me something. You’ve fucked Jesse before, right?” I nodded. “Fucked him tonight? Before you went all limp, I mean.” I nodded again. “Then you’re one lucky little fucker, you know that?” I looked up at Jesse, who stuck his tongue out at me, and bucked his hips in a way that pushed the dildo further into me, making me shudder. Raff kept talking. “Y’see, I been trying to fuck that sweet little bubblebutt of his for months now, ever since the first time I met him. And in about 45 minutes, I’m going to be there to finally claim my prize. But there’s a problem.” He moved his camera, slowly going down his body, making sure to give it enough time that I could see just how ripped he was. He stopped at his underwear. Even before he pulled them down, I could see a huge bulge in them. When he opened up and his dick flopped out, I couldn’t help but gasp. It was huge, and it didn’t even look hard yet. His face reappeared. “I bet that, even on its best day, that limp little thing of yours doesn’t get close to what I’ve got, right?” I couldn’t help but say yes, humiliating though it was. “So this is what I need you to do for me. I plan to fuck Jesse’s brains out this weekend, and I can’t do that if I tear him apart on the first go, can I? So in the next 45 minutes, you’re going to make sure that that doesn’t happen. Get that boy nice and loose and ready for me, and I won’t let you go wanting for anything this weekend. Deal?” I looked at Jesse, who was nodding like an excited child that has just been offered ice cream. In my defense, this was one of the few times in the evening where, even if I had been stone cold sober, I couldn’t have possibly guessed exactly what I was letting myself in for. “Deal.” I answered. “Good boy.” He said, and ended the call without another word. Jesse and I looked at each other. He was grinning like a mad man. “Well,” I said, and nodded to the floor. “Get on your hands and knees, then.” Scenes from the porn; https://imgur.com/a/JXqJn Raff:

Part 10, I think this is the part many have been waiting, As I was laying there in the fur lined sling, every inch of my body felt alive from feeling the softness of the fur and the magic the little brown bottle were providing. I felt a finger rubbing on my left nipple in little circles first clockwise and then counter clockwise. Then I felt a second finger on my right nipple doing the same thing in unison. I muffled through the hood to 'please be careful with those'. I heard Mr. Terry's voice in my ear saying 'what pup? We couldn’t hear you'? I said, 'please stop Mr. Terry, those are very sensitive and something embarrassing is going to happen if you don’t.' I felt the hose move and I prepared for another round of medicine through the tube, this time it was again a deep breath of air from my daddy, followed by hit one of medicine. He made me hold it for a long time before tugging on the leash to exhale. Just as I exhaled, I heard Mr. Terry in my voice saying 'oh, no worries boy, don’t be shy, we want your nipples to open up that pussy. We are going to use your perfect little boy tits to open that pink little fuck pussy wide.' I muttered to myself in the hood, he is so funny, I am a man, and I don’t have a pussy. With that, I inhaled the next deep breath of medicine. Then followed by a third. With each exhale, I felt my little pink boy nipples being played with a little harder and with a little more authority. I felt my daddy move between my splayed out legs and lean over my crotch and then it felt like a bolt of lightning hit me as his tongue gently licked on my belly and I heard my daddy say 'his precum tastes like candy, it will make great lube'. I felt him licking my belly and then felt his hands on my upper thighs pushing on my legs in the stirrups. Within a second, I felt something so incredible I started to ride up in the sling. His tongue slowly, incredibly slowly started to lick from my ass crack up toward my cock. His tongue was wet and slimy, traveling up my crack and over my hole as slow as a snail, and leaving a slime trail behind as the precum came of his tongue and was applied to my tender virgin hole. He continued moving his tongue up over my smooth hairless taint and up to my nuts. I felt my nuts being lifted by his nose as he licked all the way up to the base of my big heavy nut sack. He stayed in place but I felt him squeeze the head of my cock to get more precum from under my uncut cock's hood. I heard Mr. Terry again whispering in my ear, 'what do you think boy? Have you ever had such an amazing dream?’ I was still flying on the poppers and incredibly confused by the sensations on my nipples, on my cock, on my hole and on my hole body as I lay there in the mink lined sling. I felt so alive I thought I would come out of my skin. I said, 'oh this is a dream? God I am so confused? What is happening to me?' It was a little hard to hear through the hood, but I heard my daddy say with authority. 'Son, I am going to give you a magical night you never dreamt of, but that I have laid awake and jacked off to this night for years. Do you trust me son?' 'Yes daddy', I said with an additional nod in case he couldn’t hear me through the mask. 'Do you love me son'? Just then I felt my nipples being twisted hard and I felt his finger rubbing my precum onto my hole. He started making little circles around my hole with quite a bit of tension. The mental image I had reminded me of stories my buddies told me about sex. I said, 'oh god daddy, yes. Please daddy'. 'Please what?' Mr. Terry said to me. 'Please, please don’t, please don’t stop, please, that feels amazing. I never knew I could feel so good, please daddy don’t stop.' He said, my question was, 'do you love me son?' I grabbed the fur lined blanket with my fists and moaned as he licked and said, 'Oh god, yes daddy, I love you'. I heard some snaps coming undone as his finger just kept rubbing in tight circles around my boy clitty, slow and fast, and then slow and soft and fast and a little harder. I was moaning and again feeling that fur under my skin was making ever nerve ending in my body fire. I felt so alive, so warm, like I was floating in a dream. I felt the tube being pulled over toward where Mr. Terry was standing. I was hooked; I wanted more medicine so I started to breath deep. I heard Mr. Terry say, look at you pup, you are huffing before I am even ready. You horny and greedy little pup. I just nodded instinctively, knowing I needed more poppers in me. I didn’t want to come down from these feelings. I didn’t want this feeling to end. I never understood there was pleasure possible like this. I didn’t have to wait long and I felt the first breath of medicine. And a second with a really long hold, fuck I was loving this tingly warmth that rushed over my face and chest and shot tingles down from my left nipple that he was still rolling like a radio dial right to my asshole. My daddy was still rubbing my hole but it wasn’t his finger any more, it was bigger. Maybe it was his thumb? Gosh it felt huge. The poppers were making me so confused. The next inhale caught me off guard, but it was more cigar smoke. I was a good boy and so fucking high on poppers I didn’t flinch this time, but took it. I felt Mr. Terry rubbing my head through the hood and said.....'Fucking good boy, you are a very good boy' and he tugged the leash for me to exhale. One more really big deep hit of poppers and I felt daddy rubbing his finger, or thumb? Or something up and down my crack. Again, from the base up and over my hole where he put a little pressure and up my taint to the underside of my nuts where he pushed them up toward my cock. My cock was pulsing along with my heart beat. I could tell it was harder than steel. I felt my daddy grab it again, I had never been touched by another person before, and it felt so strange having someone touch my cock. It felt amazing and again made me push up in sling with a wave of pleasure; the chains clanking were loud even in my hood. He slowly was moving this 'thing' up and down my ass channel, every time on the up push he grazed slowly at my hole and pressed a little harder until it slipped past and went over my taint. I heard a click and felt an amazing wetness being poured onto my nuts, taint and down my ass crack. It felt like cups and cups of if, warm, thick wet. I felt the blunt end of his thing? His thumb? Against my hole again and this time it didn’t slip past it slipped in a little bit. I heard daddy say. 'Take me inside of you son, take my shaft. The next hit of poppers I went super deep, I could feel my lungs fill and felt like my chest was expanding more than ever. Mr. Terry even noticed how big it had inflated and said that I was a good pig. Hearing his words triggered something in me. I felt different, I felt alive, and I felt like an animal. I lunged forward in the sling and I reached up and grabbed onto the chain with my left hand. I started to extend my right hand down to my ass when I heard daddy say 'go ahead boy, feel me inside you'. My hand went to my hole and it dawned on me that is his cock trying to get into my hole. Daddy said, go ahead boy, touch my big veiny horse cock. I wished I could see it, but I wrapped my hand around it and it was like steel wrapped in a tight skin lining. I ran my finger over the huge veins, tracing them with my finger up and down his cock. I felt my wet hole and he said, 'see how hard your boy clit is, rub it son'. I said, 'I have a clit?' I had my finger at the entrance to hole. He said 'of course you do, every good pup has one, that why you feel so horny right now. I love that your clit is so hot and throbbing.' Mr. Terry unsnapped a piece on my hood and my ears were exposed. He also undid a couple other snaps and my mouth became free to the open air. I could clearly hear my daddy now; say 'touch your boy pussy, son. Feel how alive it is? Feel how hungry it is? Feel how it needs to be opened like a good pussy should be opened, wide and deep.' I said, 'oh daddy, there is no way that is going to fit inside my hole'. He said, 'oh son I will make it fit because I am going to pop that cherry in less than a minute.' Mr. Terry encouraged me to take the last feel, my hand was wet with lube and the whole sensation of touching my ass in such a pleasurably way, the head of his monster cock and the lust I felt in my soul was like nothing I felt possible. He then took my left hand off the chain and encouraged me to rest back into the fur blanket. He brought the poppers to my nose and said, breathe slowly and very deeply. As I was inhaling I felt daddy sink his shaft into me. Mr. Terry had one nipple and my daddy had the other, and had slowly worked my pink little nipples into a hard little knots. Daddy slowly, ever so slowly pushed in, then withdrew a tiny little bit and then pushed more. I heard him say, 'son, I have waited for this day for years, and it is just as perfect as I knew it was. Even better actually, your pussy is opening nicely. You were made for this. This is your glory; this is your destiny, open up for daddy and make me proud.' I exhaled just as he said proud and I pushed up toward him and I felt my hole gape open and soon I felt the tickle of the hair on his nuts poke my ass crack and his pubes caressing my nut sack. As he slowly pulled out, I heard Mr. Terry say. 'Well?' Daddy said, 'The cherry popped and there are some red streaks of his cherries juice.' I nestled back into the fur and thought, what a strange time to be trying the pie. But soon my mind was back to the present daddy pressed in again. He started to pick up his tempo and said, 'fuck I thought after feeding him that load earlier I would be good to go for a while, but the troops are getting anxious to release'. With that he started to pick up the pace. I raised my hands over my head to the chains as they were rattling really loudly now. Mr. Terry gave me another hit of medicine and started really working on my tits. I was wiggling and moaning and squirming around on that fur and taking the full pressure of daddy slamming his big fucking veiny dick deep into my boy pussy. I heard him making comments like, ‘fuck boy this pussy is made for breeding. And look how those pussy lips swell. And my sperm is going to be painting the walls of your cunt very soon. And how hot it looked as my peach fuzz clung to his shaft as he withdrew from my boy cunt'. His words were so hot to me, I felt like I had been loved and wanted for the first time. At that time he lunged forward and laid his chest on mine. His hips were convulsing and resting, then convulsing repeatedly. I could feel a few drops of sweat come off of his chest and land on mine. Mr. Terry was playing with both of my tits as I felt my daddies tongue enter my mouth. I was being kissed by a man; actually I had never been kissed so I smiled wide as his tongue slid into me. 'What a great first round' Mr. Terry said. Daddy said, 'Oh, yes, we are going to love sharing this.'

Just got back from visiting a new top, definitely one of my favorite type of hookups. Never discussed much aside availability and location. So when I got there he let me in and he was just in a robe. Without saying a word I got on my knees and reached inside and started bringing life to his hard 8" cock. While doing this I slowly stripped down, by the time I was fully unclothed he was leaking precum like crazy. So I just lubed his cock with as much saliva as I could and then got up and bent over his couch. He wasted no time getting his meat up to my hole and pushed in slowly until he was as deep as could while I spread my ass open. Then he did the thing I love the most, grabbed my hips and started pounding with good long strokes. I was in heaven. After only about five minutes his breathing turned heavier and I knew I was going to get bred soon. He slammed in me deep and just held himself there, giving little mini strokes between spurts. Finally he went limp and plopped out. I just stood up and got dressed, we never exchanged any pleasantries. But as I was walking to the door I felt his hand on my ass. I knew what that meant and just dropped my drawers and leaned on the front door. He was in my cum slicked ass and pumping away, once again holding my hips and thrusting me in and out. He tensesd up after a few more minutes and plopped out after going soft. I put on my cum soaked shorts and opened the door and left. Stroking my cock now thinking about all the strange cock and cum I have been taking lately, wife unaware.

Note: This is a work of fiction. Any relationship to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Enjoy the story. In the Cards I was cruising a website looking for some action when I became engaged in a discussion with another guy about card games and Russian roulette and the possibility of getting pozzed. I have always been interested in being a bottom among other bottoms and having random poz or neg guys breed me and then wait for the results. In my mind it is the ultimate chaser experience. The guy told me that he was getting a group four tops and four bottoms together—neg bottoms and neg and poz tops for a breeding session involving selection by a deck of cards. At least one top in the group would be poz. He needed one more bottom to complete the group. I thought about the possibility of risking being pozzed and the randomness of the draw had me interested. After thinking about it fir a few minutes I responded that I wanted to play. He gave me the address and told me to be there in an hour. Despite my apprehension at becoming poz, the odds were good that I wouldn’t and I cleaned up and drove to the address. It was a very nice house in a nice neighborhood. I was suddenly very excited because I had expected some sleazy place. The host met me at the front door and verified that I was indeed invited to the party. He was as described in his profile. Mid-30’s, white, youngish looking, black hair, neatly groomed. He had on shorts and a tee shirt, I could see the outline of his ample cock behind the material. I wondered if he was a top or bottom. I was then ushered inside to the very nicely appointed entry hall. I noticed six piles of clothing on the floor and was not surprised when I was invited to strip naked and leave everything in a pile on the floor. As I was stripping my host took off his shorts and tee shirt and laid them on a pile. His cock was awesome, even flaccid. He was cut and thick. Since the host had stripped while I was doing the same, I guessed that I was the last to arrive. Once naked I faced my host and he guided me to the party room. Six other guys were there lounging. It was a nice mixture of races and body types. I figured that the guys with the biggest cocks, including one black guy, were tops. No sex was taking place, but some drinks and munchies were being served. The room was large and I also saw that there were four areas prepared for sex, it was going to be a communal fuck session orgy. The host began speaking ,”Gentlemen, welcome to tonight’s roulette breeding party. Four of us are bottoms and four are tops. The idea is that each top will breed at least one bottom tonight. You already know that at all of the bottoms are neg, or at least indicated to me that they are neg, and of the tops at least one is poz. There is a minimum 25 percent chance that the bottoms will be bred by the poz top. The poz top or tops are HVL and med resistant. Whomever the lucky bottom or bottoms are will likely convert as a result of tonight’s party.” I felt a chill go down my spine. It was real! But, I thought that there was only a one in four chance that I would get the poz top. He continued, “Here is how it will go down tonight. Each of the tops has already drawn a card, Ace, King, Queen or Jack. Each of the bottoms will draw a card and the top with the matching card will be their breeder. Once the initial breeding session is over, you are welcome to stay and enjoy the drinks, food and any other sex you desire. It is 10 PM now, at 11 PM, the status of each of the tops will be revealed and they have all agreed that they will likely be ready for sloppy seconds by then, if you desire a fuck knowing what is involved. And the bathroom is now locked—we don’t want any of the bottoms losing their hard earned cum loads.” I was in awe at how the night was going to play out. I was definitely taking a huge chance. But my naked cock was beginning to harden at the prospect of knowing I might be fucked by a poz guy. Did I really want to be pozzed? I liked the looks of the cocks around the room. Big and thick. Any of them would easily tear my bottom up and potentially provide a toxic ending.” “It is time for the bottoms to draw their cards. The order will be the order in which they arrived.,” came the next announcement from our host. I was last and watched the king, jack and queen get drawn. As each card was drawn, the cocks of the tops began to harden around the room. The game was on. The only card left was the Ace of Spades. It was time for the tops and bottoms to match up. As each of the tops went to their bottoms, I realized that my top was our host. He had the matching ace. He came over to me and smiled. “I had hoped that I would get you,” he said. “You are going to enjoy yourself.” He reached out and twisted one of my nipples roughly. I loved it. I love having my nipples abused and as he did that my cock began to swell in anticipation. I took a quick look around the room and saw the other three couples already beginning the process of coupling and breeding. Getting through the initial meeting and preparing the bottom to accept the seed of the bulls in the room. Our host led me to the sofa and pushed me roughly onto it and began to rim me deeply. He was preparing my bottom to receive the seed he was going to put into me. I wondered if he was THE poz top. He offered me poppers and I took a deep hit. He had a beautiful cock and I was anxious to begin sucking it to full hardness. Without warning he stopped rimming my bottom and pulled me close for a deep kiss. I loved the taste of my bottom on his lips. I knew he was getting close. His cock was nearly erect. I moved down to suck him, stopping to bite his nipples, which he enjoyed. He kept saying harder and I bit harder and harder. I took his 7 inch cut cock into my mouth and began bringing it to full hardness. I tasted his sweet pre-cum and wondered again, was he the poz top? After a short while of sucking his shaved cock and balls, he pushed me down onto the sofa onto my back and opened my legs. He bent down and lightly licked my hole and spit into it. He placed the tip of his cockhead at the entrance to my bottom without any lube except the spit he had just put there. I knew this was going to be hard, but I was unprepared for what came next. He rammed his huge cock balls deep in one stroke and I felt my inner ring tear almost immediately. OMG, I thought, the way he thrust into me, he is definitely poz and I am going to be pozzed tonight. He roughly fucked me for a bit until I could feel lubrication surrounding his cock and reducing the friction. It was probably blood and I was able to get my fingers to graze his cock before he swatted them away. I looked at my fingers, while he was pile driving my hole, and confirmed blood. This was for real. I licked the traces of my blood off my fingers and realized that there was no backing out and no place to hide or change my mind. I was probably getting fucked by a HVL poz, med-resistant toxic cock. I was beginning to enjoy the hard pounding as the abuse had numbed my pain and I was beginning to experience the enjoyment of getting fucked. That is what being a bottom is all about. Getting fucked and taking cum. The fucking continued and he got into a rhythm that I could enjoy. He reached down and twisted my nipples roughly. I almost came right then. He looked into my eyes and smiled. I could tell the time was getting close. He bent his head down to kiss me. I loved getting fucked on my back so that the top could kiss me as he unloads deep inside of me. For a moment i was distracted and i heard one of the other couples complete their coupling loudly and compassionately. I also noticed at least one of the couples was watching us as our host for the evening was about to unload his yet unknown-load into my bottom. They were both jacking their cocks and the bottom of the group was fully erect enjoying the show. i snapped back to reality and looked into my host’s eyes. “Are you ready for my load to fill you,” he said. His words brought to bottom from the couple watching us to begin spewing sperm around and he put his cock into my mouth and I sucked him dry. I was about to receive cum in both holes. My breeder’s cock began to expand and I felt the beginnings of his orgasm building as I swallowed the sweet cum being provided to me. With a grunt and a loud exclamation out host announced: “Take my load you faggot. You deserve everything in it.” He drove his massive cock balls deep, past my destroyed inner ring and I felt it pulse at least ten times as he delivered his load deep into my body. He collapsed on top of me, sweaty and hot. He kept his cock deep in me so that none of his precious load could escape. I held him and thoroughly enjoyed the contact after being roughly bred. After a few minutes he withdrew an presented my with his blood and cum covered cock to clean. I enjoyed cleaning off the likely instrument of my pozzing, I was amazed at the amount of blood on his cock. Although I still did not know officially, from the intensity of the fucking, I was pretty sure I was now pregnant with his poz babies. Our host stood up, his now flaccid but still large cock swinging and invited the others to sit. Each of the couple had finished and I could tell that the other bottoms had each had an almost equally enjoyable and rough experience. The tops were all smiling and chatting together, while we bottoms sat together somewhat stunned. Everyone had a drink and was enjoying some munchies while waiting for the news of who got pozzed. Right at Eleven o’clock our host began talking. “So now is the reveal. Who was poz and who was not.” He looked at the four bottoms and spoke directly to us. “You thought this was a classic roulette party where only one of the chambers had a bullet? No, it was a poz the neg faggot party. Only one top was neg. The Jack was the neg top.” He paused for a moment for effect. I was stunned and took a big swallow of my doing. My ass was sore and bleeding. He continues, “I hope you are all happy that the cocks that pozzed your neg asses gave you what you wanted but were too afraid to actually get. As for you, he looked at the bottom who was fucked with only neg cum, “if you want to be pozzed we are all willing to change your status.” I was in shock. It was sinking in, I had been pozzed. Seriously. The odds had been against me getting out of the evening as a neg bottom. I had very mixed emotions, but wait, there was more. Our host continued, “For the three of you who were pozzed, each of us has the Cuban Strain of HIV. It promises to develop quickly into AIDS and is med resistant. Additionally, each of the cards came with some additional bugs. The guy with the queen had herpes and Hep-C. The poz guy with the king has gono. And I have syph.” I was in shock. With one fuck, I had been infected with one of the most virulent forms of HIV and syph, too. The room was quiet for a minute and the guy who was not pozzed spoke up, “Wow. Who wants to poz my neg ass?” All of the poz guys responded that they would love to do the honors. The poz guy with syph had a big cock and came over to me and said, “are you ready for more?” I looked him in the eye and responded, “Sure. I guess I want it all.” He smiled, I took a big swig on my drink to settle my nerves and we walked off to one of the sofas to fuck another poz load into my bottom and add gono to my new and growing bug collection. My transition from DDF neg was complete. What a party this was.

A new family moved in a couple of weeks ago. The boy was a 19 year old going to a junior college. We said hi a couple of times but that was it. One Saturday he was out in the back yard in his running shorts. He said to come over and have some iced tea. He suddenly said he was bisexual and really love to fuck older men . He asked if I ever got fucked by a guy. I said sure and then asked if he could fuck me? Before I knew it we were in his room He took off his running shorts and showed me a beautiful 9” cut dick. He kissed me and started to feel me ass. He then said he did not like condoms so would I be up to bare backing. I said no problem . Be pushed me on the bed put a pillow under my ass and before I knew it that dick was balls deep in my ass. He fucked me for about 10 min then shouted he was cumming. He blew a huge load in my ass He fucked me twice more that afternoon Now we fuck every Saturday he he is free

Couple months ago I was looking for a place to drop my loads and went on GRDR. After chatting with a couple guys that were bs I heard from a guy that started off with "hi daddy, will you seed my hole?" well of course! I started chatting this guy up and the longer we chatted on GRDR is was obvious he was for real. He was horny and ready to take some loads. We traded pics and he gave me his address. I head on over and my dick is already hard. When I arrive the door is answered by this handsome dark haired guy in this 40's. Trim body and hairy chest. He was so happy to see me with a big smile and equally big hard on. I went inside and was ushered into the bedroom. We started kissing and making out. Man he was hot. My dick started to rise to attention. He pulled off his clothes and I mine. When we were naked he bent down and sucked my cock. An amazing mouth licking and sucking my cock, making it feel so good. I turned him around and started to rim his hot hairy hole.. this made him moan wildly. He got on the bed and begged me to plow his hole and "give me daddy seed." I got up on top of him as our cocks were rubbing together. He turned over on his stomach. My favorite position and I put my arms around him while my cock probed his hole. It felt so warm and wet I slid right inside. He started hitting some poppers and offered me some. We both poppered up and I started to fuck his warm wet hole. It felt so good going inside. I pounded his hole and soon felt my load ready to shoot. He pushed back on me and my cock went deeper inside him. My load shot out and up his fuck hole. I kept fucking his ass and soon I felt another load working out of my balls. He turned around and kissed me and there was a large wet spot where he was. He shot his load while I fucked him..very cool. We rested a bit and exchanged numbers. I thought it would end there but I have heard from him several time. We connect and fuck our brains out. He is a great kisser and loves taking my seed. He has become a fuck bud and last week we both went to a bareback orgy hosted by a local guy I know. 20 guys fucking sucking and breeding. It was great. He was a pig and took 5-6 loads. He wants to fuck weekly. No complaints from me. The more ass I get, the more I want!!

Part 7 The ginger’s puckered hole gripped Rob’s cock and seemed to just pull him in. He would get into a rhythm and then suddenly switch it i up and ram it in just to get the bottom to clench on his cock. Rob was mesmerized watching his cock plow in and out of the hole before him. He would switch his gaze from the ginger’s ass to the video screen and back. The vision of seeing himself fuck on a big screen just turned him on more. Occasionally the screen would switch to the bottom’s face and when it did Rob would thrust harder to see the reaction and make the ginger moan. Some of the other Tops came closer to encourage Rob as he fucked. The chants of “Fuck him harder!”; “Show him who’s boss”; Tear him open” filled Rob’s ears. Occasionally a random hand would reach up to pinch his nipples or hold poppers next to his nose. As Rob looked at the screen in he saw a large cock with a Prince Albert offered to the ginger. The Top slapped the pierced cock across the bottom’s face who then greedily took the cock into his mouth. Rob looked away from the video screen to see the owner of big pierced cock. It was Jesse the bartender! Jesse and Rob stared at each other for a moment as they fucked the opposite ends of the ginger jock bottom. Jesse mouthed the words “Having fun?” Rob nodded raised both arms and gave the double thumbs up while power fucking the bottom for a moment, then settled into a slower steady pattern. He felt himself getting close. The ginger was truly milking his cock for all he was worth and as he closed his eyes to savor the moment he felt a tongue licking his ear and a then a slight nibble. “Ready to shoot your load stud?” asked Jesse. Realizing that he knew who was nibbling his ear, Rob just grunted and picked up his pace. Soon he felt the tongue push its way into his mouth, and though he normally didn’t kiss, he was lost in the moment soon was making out with Jesse full force. And then, he shot his load deep in the ginger’s ass. The applause and cheers bought him back to reality. As he pulled his cock out of the bound cum dump, Jesse asked him “How was that ass?” Rob replied that it was fantastic. “Well the hole seems to be quivering and begging to be filled again so I’m going to go next if you don’t mind.” Jesse lined his cock up and slid it into the freshly fucked hole. As he did he pointed to left and said to Rob “There’s a slut over there tied spread eagle practicing his deep throating skills; I’m sure he’d be happy to clean your cock off for you.” Rob smiled and headed off towards the recommended cock sucker. Rob soon found the cocksucker he was looking for. He was on his back tied to a bed with his head hanging over the edge. Guys would fuck his mouth and then rotate. Occasionally a Top would leave their cock lodged in the cock sucker’s throat just long enough to make him struggle to breathe. Rob wanted a turn and got in line. The guys in line took notice of Rob’s guest band and eagerly pushed him up to the front so he could go next. The sucker gagged slightly when Rob forced his cock down his throat and pumped. Rob felt the throat spasm around his cock as he drove it deeper and deeper. He kept this up for a few minutes then pulled out as he had seen the other guys do and moved back to the end of the line for his next turn. There was a tatted up biker in front of him. The biker looked back to Rob and welcomed to him to the party. “I hope they rotate this cock sucker to another area;” “I pissed fucked him a couple of weeks ago and he whimpered like a little pussy,” remarked the biker, “but he really does need to work on his deep throating and how to control his gag reflex so I understand why they started him here tonight; but the way he cries and looks so degraded when he’s receiving piss in his holes is priceless and such a turn-on.” “Good to know,” replied Rob, “I’ve never pissed up a guy’s ass but have recently discovered the pleasure of using a sub as a urinal.” It’ was Rob’s turn for the mouth again, this time he was a little more deliberate in making sure the slut sucked his cock properly and repeatedly tested him by holding his hard cock deep in his throat to try to elicit a gag response. Rob wasn’t quite sure whether those were tears running down the slut’s face or if it was just drool and cum coming from his mouth. As Rob finished this round he decided to go grab another drink and move onto another bottom; oral was great but he was ready to fuck another ass. He’d stop by later to see if this slut had refined his skills any after some more practice. As Rob headed for the refreshment stand something caught his eye. There were two young guys lined up side by side bent over what looked like a padded sawhorse. Their heads and arms were restrained in stocks. Each was being aggressively fucked from behind. The drink would have to wait; Rob needed to get into this action. The pair had very similar swimmers bodies, lean and tight. What probably made them look even more alike was that they each had been shaved completely smooth except for the hair on the top of their heads. One was blonde and the other brunette, but from behind you didn’t see much of their heads because of the stocks except when they jerked their heads up in response to a powerful cock thrust. When the bottoms bucked their heads up you could see they both were gagged with a bit gag strapped to their head. “Welcome to the racing station; my name is Cody,” a leather clad jock remarked as Rob walked up. Rob was a bit confused by the reference to a “racing station”, until he realized the two guys currently fucking the bottoms seemed to be competing with each other somehow. If one sped up his pace the other would follow. Both Tops would occasionally slap the asses they were riding as if they were literally in some sort of horse race. When the one riding the blonde shot his load; both stopped fucking and pulled out. The guy that had shot his load took a marker and made a tick mark on the blonde’s ass cheek. “Care to race,” asked Cody. “Since you are new I’ll let you pick which ass you want to breed.” “ Just a pointer though, as you can tell by the tick marks, Blondie has taken more loads so far tonight, so some might consider him the favored ass.” Now Rob understood what was going on, and in fact it almost seemed like a challenge to his masculinity. “I’ll take the brown mare then,” Rob shot back with a smile. Rob, stuck a couple fingers up the brunette’s ass, it still felt fairly tight and there was enough cum in there to provide a nice slick ride. He sized up his competition; Rob was clearly the winner in the cock department by an inch or two although they were similar in girth. It was clear Cody worked out but was only about 5’8” tall so Rob thought his extra height would be an advantage as well since he would have a better angle to fuck. So with the combination of the physical advantages he had and the level of horniness he was feeling right now, Rob was confident he had the challenge in the bag. The two competitors lined their cocks up at the awaiting holes as the audience counted down; “Three, two, one…FUCK!” Rob grabbed the bottom by the waist and plunged in. He really didn’t have a strategy, other than making sure the slick hole felt good on his cock. He did notice that brownie responded well when slapped on the ass. Each slap caused that ass to clench really tight on his fat cock. Cody seemed to be using more of a short and quick jack rabbit fucking style. Rob wasn’t sure if all the noise Cody was making was because he was getting close or whether it was just to throw him off. Whatever it was, it brought out the competitive streak in Rob and he fucked harder, faster and deeper. The noise his balls made when they started slapping against Brownie’s ass distracted his competitor. Rob noticed him watching so raised his right arm over his head and started swirling it over his head like he was riding a bucking bronco in a rodeo. "Yeehaa!" The distraction was temporary however, and Cody refocused his attention on Blondie’s ass and started plowing deeper. Within fifteen minutes, Rob felt his balls draw up and he shot several volleys of cum up Brownie’s ass and collapsed over his back. Cody wasn’t far behind and he unloaded in Blondie less than 30 seconds later. “Close race man, but looks like you beat me.” Cody handed Rob a sharpie and said, “Mark your win.” Rob had worked up a sweat after that fuck, but at the same time he was beaming with pride. He made his tick on the brunette’s ass and he and Cody gave each other a hug and celebratory pat on the back. Cody looked at Rob and said’” I want a rematch later tonight, let’s see how you do after these bottoms are loose and sloppy from a few more hours of taking loads.” “ You’re on Cody; but if this was an Olympic sport I’d always take the gold, so as long as you are satisfied with the silver medal….” The two laughed and hugged it out again. They moved aside for the next set of competitors who were anxiously awaiting their turns to fuck Rob needed that drink now, he was parched. In his mind he knew he needed to recharge if he was going to keep fucking at this pace.

https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/breeding-nate-stetson-by-david-sf-featuring-eric-hassan-34843371 watching david sf pump his hot poz cum (he told me he was poz) inside nate stetson is so fuckin' hot

Part 52 - New Years Party 3 “Where the fuck are those guys?” said Jonathan to Kyle. “You know how geeks are, they get all excited and start poking different things to see how stuff works” Kyle replied and then asked “I’m gonna get another drink, you want one?” “Yeah, sure. I’m going to wander around and see what’s outside” Jonathan said. Kyle went over to the bar area and mixed a couple drinks from the bottle of vodka they had brought down earlier and decided to stop by and say hello to Adam and Wes. He found them alone, gossiping about everyone at the party. “Hi, guys. Spot any fresh meat?” Kyle said as he walked up behind them. “Only a few. Who was the hottie you were talking to earlier?” Wes asked. Kyle chuckled and said “That’s why I’m here. If you happen to talk to him, can you keep quiet about Joe and I being poz? He’s the boyfriend of one of Joe’s future co-workers and Joe wants to keep it on the DL.” “No problem, Kyle. Is he fair game to hit on?” Wes asked. “I really don’t know. I heard he plays around, but is supposed to be monogamous” Kyle said. “Mmm, my kind of guy. I love cheating boyfriends” Wes said with a smirk. “If you want, I can introduce you. I’m sure he’d like another guy to talk to” said Kyle and the way Wes’s face lit up answered the question. The three of them walked over and found Jonathan oogling guys in the pool. Kyle handed Jonathan his drink saying “Jonathan, this is Wes and Adam. Joe and I met them in the hot tub the other day.” The four talked for a few minutes, mostly about the various guys at the party until Wes moved closer to Jonathan and rubbed his hand over Jonathan’s ass. “Damn, that feels nice” Wes said and Jonathan turned his head back and smiled, letting Wes feel all over his body. Wes pulled him tight and ground his hips into Jonathan’s ass. Kyle was making similar moves on Adam who stood there lightly moaning and pushing his ass back on Kyle’s crotch. “Let’s take this upstairs” Adam said, looking over at Wes, Jonathan and Kyle. “Uh, I don’t know. I’m waiting for Patrick to come back down” Jonathan said. “I’m sure it will be a while. You know how geeks get when they play with new things” Kyle said. Wes reached around and cupped Jonathan’s cock and balls and squeezed. “Ok, but I gotta do this quick and please don’t say anything” Jonathan said. The four guys went up to Adam and Wes’s apartment and as soon as they got in the door, Adam took Kyle’s hand and led him to his bedroom and Wes took Jonathan to his bedroom. Adam pulled Kyle’s shirt off and was pawing at his jeans trying to get inside. Kyle laughed to himself, remembering how only a few days earlier Adam wanted nothing to do with a poz guy. With Kyle’s jeans around his ankles, Adam began sucking his stiffening cock. Once he was fully hard, Kyle reached down and pulled Adam’s shirt off and pulled his face back to his cock. Kyle put his hands on Adam’s head and slowly fucked his face, going deeper until Adam’s face was tight against his pubes. Adam massaged his cock with his throat until Kyle felt him start to struggle to pull off. Kyle held firm a few more seconds and then let Adam move back and gasp for air. He loved the feeling of control and could sense Adam loved to be used. Kyle looked down at Adam’s face and he saw the fire in his eyes. He pulled him to his feet and pushed him towards the bed. Adam kicked off his shoes and unbuttoned his jeans and letting them fall to the floor as he climbed on the bed. Kyle slicked his cock up with spit and then spit on Adam’s winking hole before pushing it in with his finger. Knowing that Jonathan wanted to get back downstairs soon, Kyle skipped rimming Adam’s hairless ass and plunged in with his cock. Kyle quickly realized that he wasn’t the first cock in Adam this evening and started long stroking his pussy. Each hard thrust got a grunt from Adam who used his ass muscles to grip his cock. “How many loads, Adam?” Kyle asked. “Three, but I really want yours” Adam replied. “Fuck, yeah. All Wes’s?” Kyle asked curiously. “No, a few guys at the party fucked me in the sauna” Adam answered. It just turned Kyle on even more and he pounded Adam’s cunt even harder. As much as he wanted to save his loads for Patrick and Kai, he knew Adam’s hole deserved another dose of his bug. He fucked hard and rough and the last dozen thrusts that Kyle gave Adam really tore his ass up. Kyle pushed Adam’s head to the bed and let out a loud groan while he pumped his cum into Adam, making his hole even sloppier. When the throbbing stopped, Kyle slowly pulled out, looking at the cum pooling inside the gaping hole. Adam turned around and slurped up all of the cum on Kyle’s cock. “Do you have a plug? It would be a shame for you to lose that hot cum in your hole” Kyle said. Adam grinned and pulled one out of the night stand and shoved it into his hole. They dressed and Kyle gave Adam a kiss, tasting his and the other three guy’s cum. Jonathan was almost completely naked by the time they got to Wes’s bed. He sunk to his knees and grabbed Wes’s cock sucking it to full length and covering it with spit. Wes grabbed the bottle of poppers and took two deep hits before pulling out of Jonathan's mouth and passing the bottle to Jonathan. While Jonathan huffed, Wes coated his cock in lube and then watched Jonathan lay back on the bed and raise his legs up. Wes moved in and heard Jonathan say “Condom?” “I never use em. I like it bare and I’m on prep” Wes said as he pressed his cock to Jonathan’s hole. Nothing more was said and Wes just pushed in with one continuous motion. He could feel his precum drip and coat Jonathan’s guts and he waited there, fully implanted in Jonathan’s hole, letting him get used to his cock. He looked at Jonathan’s eyes and could see how much he wanted to get fucked. Wes slowly withdrew until just his cock head was just inside and then rammed his cock in hard. “FUCK!” Jonathan yelled out. Wes did it again and then started to piston in and out of Jonathan’s hungry hole. Wes doubted that many guys covered up before fucking Jonathan and he let most everyone, including strangers, bareback his hole and then breed him too. Wes heard Jonathan whimper and then start to beg for him to cum inside him. His strokes were hard and it wasn’t long before Wes’s balls started to tingle. Asking for a condom and then begging to be bred in less than ten minutes told Wes that Jonathan was a cumdump that needed more seed inside him. Wes pushed his legs back as he buried his cock all the way in and then felt his load shoot into Jonathan’s empty hole. “Oh my god that felt good” Jonathan said as the spasms subsided and all of Wes’s seed was planted deep inside him. Wes pulled out and was disappointed when Jonathan didn’t offer to clean his cock. He grabbed his cum rag and wiped his cock off and put his clothes back on. Jonathan laid there naked a few more moments and then got up and got dressed. They walked out into the living room just as Kyle and Adam were walking out of the other bedroom. “Good timing” Wes said with a laugh. They wandered down to the clubhouse and Patrick, Mark and Joe were standing near the bar area mixing a drink. Jonathan panicked. Joe asked Kyle with a smirk “Where were you guys?” Thinking quickly, Kyle made up a lame excuse and said “Oh, Wes and Adam were showing Jonathan their aquarium.” Patrick looked even paler than normal and more than a little exhausted. It was obvious that both he and Jonathan were avoiding eye contact with each other, hoping the other wouldn’t suspect their transgressions. They stood around chatting and commenting about some of the other party goers that had been drinking way too much. Kyle intentionally bumped into Joe, and spilled his drink on his shirt. “Crap! I’ll be back in a few, guys. I’m going upstairs to change shirts” Kyle said.

I generally operate the same as I always have: a minimal online presence with no photos, no biohazard tattoo to give away my secret, and no annual trips to the same gay event or the same bear run. Why? I don't want anyone to know me. I enjoy being the "new meat" at the bar, the campground, the bookstore. I can be a new person everywhere I go. What do I mean? Here's a few examples: At a bookstore I'm a working class fella, popping in after a hard day at work. I'm a bit dirty, old jeans, camo hat. My wedding band shining against my sun darkened hand. I see the guys' eyes light up when I walk in, thinking they're finally gonna get to service a straight fella, maybe even better than his wife. I go for the 30 year old who looks like a younger version of me. He's bearded, beefy but not yet old enough to let himself get fat like all of the other guys in this rustbelt town. Probably has a girlfriend and really wants another"straight guy" for some on the side fun. Plus he thinks I'm safer as I'm not whoring myself out like some of the fags in here. We chat a bit, but not too much. I pull my cock out and jerk it a little, and he can't take his eyes off it. I tell him to suck it, and he's on his knees gobbling my cock. I grab his hair, and begin slow fucking his mouth. I tell him to pull his cock out and jerk it for daddy while he's sucking me. He wastes no time doing this. I let go of his hair and let him do what comes naturally to him. Once he's worked up, I tell him to stand up, and I shove my tongue in his mouth. He's a bit surprised, but accepts it and kisses me back. I grab his asscheeks and began squeezing and rubbing them. He kisses me harder, which tells me he's ready to be my whore. I spin him around and wrap him in my arms. I'm rubbing his hairy torso, and my cock is pressing into his ass crack. I begin rubbing his hole with my finger, occasionally scooping some of my toxic precum from my cock head and rubbing it in and around his cunt. He loves this and pushes back into me. With my mouth at his ear, I whisper to him to bend over so daddy can fuck his hairy ass. He does exactly as I say. They ALWAYS do at this point. I've done it dozens of times in dozens of bookstores. I line my cock up, and in less than 10 seconds, my bare cock is fucking this stranger, leaking my juices inside him. All I'm envisioning at this point is the finished product- my cum shooting deep into his ass, making him MY whore forever. No matter what he does from this point on, I'm the one who changed him, the one who knocked him up. I fuck him for less than five minutes, and as my balls begin to shoot rope after rope of my load in his guts, I grab his shoulders and go deep as I can. He accepts my gift willingly, without knowing what it is. I slide out, stand him upright, and begin jerking his cock from behind. As he cums, I realize this could be the last untainted load he ever shoots. His last clean load of cum. I jerk him harder and feel his cum coating my hand, slickening up his cock. As he catches his breath, I release him and tuck my cock away. He pulls his pants up and looks at me. Kinda akwardly, but also with pride. He knows he did a good job since I came up his ass. He's proud of himself for giving dad what he needed. He'll be smiling later that evening, as he's sitting at home thinking about his bookstore visit, feeling a bit of soreness in his behind. Maybe even have some cum leaking out. And he'll think it was fun, but in the past now, and that's the part I love. Our encounter will come back to him. Maybe not when he gets the fuck flu a few weeks later, but definitely by the time he gets pneumonia years down the road and blood tests are necessary. And by then, who else has he fucked in the bookstore, or after a night of drinking with his buddies? At a campground, say on a bear weekend in July, I'm the lone bear all alone on his campsite. Small tent set up next to my truck. Maybe I just wear boots and jeans all weekend, smoking my pipe almost full time, nodding to the passing drunk bears and cubs. Careful not to look at them too long, as I want to seem disinterested. By denying them my attention, this always serves to make them WANT to get my attention. As day goes by, and more drinking happens, they get braver, and maybe come over to chat, to compliment my pipe or beard. Again, I say I got this routine down. I'm humble, I mention I'm just out of a relationship, anything to make the other man want me that much more, don't wanna "catch anything" from this seedy bear weekend. All of this to set the stage for when I pretend to finally give in to their advances and fuck em. And I'm pretending it's all so unexpected and I'm so caught up in the passion of the moment I rawdawg their negative ass with my toxic cock until I breed em deep. And their so proud of themselves for 'seducing me' and getting what they want they don't consider for a second it was all a trap I set, and they most certainly are my prey. Yet, afterwards, I'm shy and humble, saying I'm not usually like this, and they just were so sexy I couldn't help it. They eat it up. They tell me it's ok, and rub my belly. And they leave the tent with my cum in their cunt, and I rest up for the next one. So that's my story. You may call me a predator, but I never force my way into a negative ass. They always give Daddy what he wants, they just don't know WHO Daddy really is. I do- he's a gifter, a dirty breeder who wants to poz your cunt, and he's coming for you

Hole its either a virgin hole or nothing big or just started fucking Boy hole been fuck and needs lube to get in as it is tight to get in, its lips are starting to deform from use. Boy cunt just stip and enter with a dick and the hole is loose and the lips of the hole are deformed outward and its shape starts to look like a woman cunt oblong and has just started to be fisted. Man cunt very deformed lips are hanging out and are always open just stick your dick in and fuck as it is so loose from being fisted and large objects. Mr. Jackson tells us the boy in the back has been spreading rumors about his product not being safe. He wants to show him how good it is and to make a few movies with him. We take him to the room with the rubber covered mattress and start the cameras rolling. Once naked we get a good look at him, about 5ft9 145 LBS. with a really well-defined body, he is still handcuffed and with a ball gage in. He is fighting us so we are told to get him under control so we give him some Anxiolytics not enough to knock him out but enough so he is easy to control and see what we have here. As I spread his ass cheeks we say jackpot and it is a perfect virgin hole very tight. Mr.Jackson I will leave you boys alone with him as he takes our chastity devices off and says don't let him leave hear with our family blood in him. What a treat we have here as we can do anything we want and have all the tools to turn him into what every boy should experience at least once in his life. It does not take long for me and my brother to come up with a play as soon the drug will wear off so we have to make him hungry for Toxic POZ loads. As I spread his cheeks again that pretty virgin hole is just screaming as my brother works his dry finger in and then finds a nice big shard of Mr.Jackson high strength Tina and let it melt inside as the drugs ware off. He is 3/4 awake and complains that his hole is burning inside and he is thirsty LOL we tell him the water taste like shit so we give him some juice and you know its lace with Mr.Jackson new formula for GHB. He is awake as my brother is working his hole over and he is not fighting us but seems to like the feel of a finger in and out. I'm so hard and want to rape that hole as my brother shoes me his finger and I see blood on it so he is ready, so I tie off his arm and when he sees that needle he says he does not do drugs but you like the way your hole feels? He says YES and I say this will make your whole body feel like it. I see the flash of blood as this is a very lite slam and he is coughing just a little as he goes bug-eyed, I won the bet with my brother and I get to be the first one. You talk about high I'm not a porn star just an 8-inch dick he is not fighting me it is just a very tight hole and he is in a lot of pain but I don't care as I finally get my dick in with the P.A. As I'm in my brother is giving him poppers and I can feel the effect on his hole open up more. I have not cum in weeks so it's very hard for me not to shoot my load in as my brother is tweaking my nipples to get me to cum so he can get in. I'm balls deep as I feel my dick pumping toxic loads in his hole and I'm still hard and I want my P.A. to scrape in my seed into him. As soon as I'm off my brother jumps in and is slam fucking him as I hear my brother balls slam against him. I offer my dick to this boy with its covered cum and blood and like a natural, his mouth opens and is sucking my dick like a baby sucks their mother's tit. This is so beautiful a spit-roasted virgin who is begging for more as his hole has now graduated to a boy hole and before he leaves he will have boy cunt.

I could feel his strong grip holding my waist pulling me back on the growing bulge in his jeans he was grinding into me telling me i was gonna fuckin pay for my tow with my fuckin pussy! His weight pushed me flat on the bed as he reached up and shoved his fingers in my mouth getting em wet as he wrapped his other arm tight around my neck.... he took his wet fingers from my mouth and quickly shoved all 3 under my skirt and into my smooth tight hole. Squeezing my neck tighter with his arm he made me look in his eyes in the mirror as he rough fucked my pussy with his thick fingers opening me up.... he pulled em out of me and i heard the zipper on his jeans for the 2nd time tonight and felt his rock hard cock between my thighs.... his fingers went back inside me, still looking in my eyes, his breath on my neck, he said your gonna spread ur whore legs and not say another fuckin word to me till im done with you bitch! Im gonna show u exactly why my wife left me! Before i knew what he was doing he grabbed my wrist and put me on my back pulling my head off the end of the bed where he stood, slapped my lips with his rock hard cock tellin me to open my fuckin mouth and he went balls deep in my throat.... as he slammed my throat he told me 3 weeks ago he came home after a few drinks with his buddies and needed to pound some pussy and his bitch wife told him she was tired and to go away.... he told her either she can get up and be the whore he slams or he is gonna walk out the fuckin door N drag the 1st whore he finds whos out workin down an alley and pay to rape the bitch full of cum.... he said she told him to fuck off so he walked out, found a whore N sent his wife a video of him pounding this slut in an alley behind a dumpster!! He turned the video on for me to hear and said he was gonna see who screams louder as he shoved me face down again... his knees pushed my legs apart and he pushed my leather skirt up, he told me not to fuckin move as he got up.... i could hear him kickin his boots off N his jeans drop as he climbed back behind me N shoved his fingers in me again quickly shoving 2 tina rocks inside me then slamming em deep in my pussy with his raw uncut dick as i felt em start to burn! He held me by the neck N told me to fuckin look at him when he is inside me.... i watched in the mirror as he started slamming into me over N over just like he was doing to the whore in the alley still playing on his phone. He looked in my eyes in the mirror while he held me down N used me for almost an hour like that before he put me on my back, he leaned down to my face and i thought this fuckin alpha bull was gonna kiss me but he just looked at me, spit in my face and told me to spread my fuckin legs like a whore and he will flood my pussy like one!! I was totally fucked up from the tina and kept rubbing his tatted chest and arms while he brutally slammed me until he held my wrists down telling me to quit fuckin touching him! He spit in my face again and told me what a fuckin stupid faggot i was, that there was nothing wrong with my car but as soon as he saw the cumslut outfit i had on he knew he was gonna get me fucked up and have a whore he could rape all fuckin night!! He kept slapping me and sayin to Beg for my fuckin cum u nasty bitch.... bout to flood ur pussy u fuckin cumdump slut!! He was so fuckin deep inside me blowing his seed in me and slowly fuckin my cum filled pussy when we heard his buddy pull up in another truck and he told me to fuckin turn over bitch, he threw a blanket over my head N told me not to fuckin move, he said ur gonna lay there with ur cum filled pussy dripping my seed and im gonna watch my buddy climb in ur bed and fuckin rape u whore!! He is gonna hate fuck u full of cum bitch and ur never gonna see whos load ur takin!!

A regular str8 buddy texted me at work, “busy?”. I know what that means. His girlfriend wasn’t in the mood and he was wanting my ass. He’s a redneck in his 50’s with 8.5 inches of cum cannon. I made time to service his needs. I arrived and found him naked and slowly stroking watching porn. His hard cock summoning me as he stood to greet me. He’s a kisser, which is unsusual for my str8 buds, and immediately grabbed the back of my neck pulling me into a hard kiss as he pressed his cock against me. He pulled off my clothes and pushed me down to my knees. Grabbing the back of my head he began fucking my throat. He groaned and told me how he missed the way I take his cock as he pushed balls deep and rocked his pelvis. His dick is just the right length and girth for me to hold him balls deep and breathe between strokes. I sucked him for about 10 minutes before he sat back on a chair and lifted his legs for me to rim him. As I devoured his hairy ass he held my head against him forcing my mouth hard against his hole as he told me what a good boy I was. He grunts and moans as I tongue fuck him and slide back up to his cock and down to his hole again. He pulls me up for a hard kiss and says you want that dick in your ass don’t you why don’t you ride it right here. I straddle him and slide his cock head against my hole. It takes a few attempts but then his head begins to slowly slide in me. He grabs my hips and forces me down on his dick as he thrusts up. As I’m riding him I reach around to feel his balls and shaft as he glides in and out of my hole. I know this isn’t his ideal position for him to fuck. He doesn’t cum from being ridden and only has me do it when he wants an extended fuck session, to really build his load and wants to fully empty his nuts. And that’s what he had. Slamming his cock into me half on and half off the chair. He grabbed my ass and pulled me up as he leaned in to say Get on all fours. I of course followed directions and soon he was fucking me doggy hands on my hips pulling me to meet his thrusts. He fucks like this for a while then pushes my head down and begins to slam fuck my hole. I could tell he was getting ready to breed me so I arched my back and moved my hips to meet him, begging him to breed me deep. He began to grunt and his breathing deepened as I felt his cock begin to pulse. He slammed deep into me as he shot his cum. He paused as his dick pulsed delivering his seed. He stayed in me until he started to soften then slid out. I felt a slight run of cum and quickly scooped it up with my finger to taste him. All that escaped was just a few drops from his softening cock. He’s a big shooter and he really shot it all deep tonight. Usually he fucks me on my back laying on their bed so he can see me as he breeds me which prevents him from breeding as deeply. Tonight I got the full 8.5 inches hard pressed on my hole as he shot his load fucking me on the floor next to the front door. Love that he fucked me like a slut right at the door. Of course as he’s wiping off he’s telling me about his girl liking it in the ass too but “your ass is better, even though she has tits to grab and he pussy is awesome your ass is like nothing I’ve ever felt around my cock and sucks the cum right out of me. It’s just fucking different, idk man”. Can’t wait for the next time his girlfriend isn’t in the mood.

I actually love bottoms that just lie there and moan. I don't mind if they want to do something more, but a hole to fuck doesn't always need to be anything more than it is.

Lol.that exact phrase has made me nut in an ass more than any other.

I swallow all loads given to me.

Part 40 　 We laid there wrapped in each others' arms until I heard someone knocking on the door. We then got up and went back downstairs to the kitchen. There was Randy and Tom at the door. They told Hank that the new guys were there now and waiting and was wondering if he was ready for their Sat. night conversion to start up. Hank turned to me, grabbed me and kissed me, and asked if I was coming over. I told him I wanted to take a shower and then see. He smiled and said, "I hope you hurry then, please, as I would love to have you there." I nodded and said, "I'll see after I get cleaned up first. It does sound like more fun, maybe. Go ahead and give 'em hell." He turned and they all headed over to Hank's then. I headed back upstairs and soon was taking a nice hot shower. The stream of water across my body felt wonderful after our lovemaking session. Then it hit me. Lovemaking session? Had it actually been that, it sure had seemed so at the time. Now with Hank not there, my same old doubts came back. What am I doing? What about the HIV? I had been totally straight and now, what? The whole week had me completely torn. Did I still want a woman, did I want only guys, did I really want this disease and if I didn't was it too late to try and get that PEP they had talked about? So many questions. As soon as I was alone, my thoughts were definitely confused. All this had happened so fast and I still wasn't sure if it was what I wanted. It felt magnificent during the sex and it was the best I had ever had. The fact that is was all with guys with a high viral load of HIV, made it hotter than hell but also about the scariest thing I could think of. I loved the sex, but the HIV? I still wasn't happy about that I guess, but what to do? I had been with quite a few women before but now only 3 guys, but it seemed almost like a lot more. All sex to me was great but these guys took me to new heights I had only dreamed about before. Could I even perform with a woman now? Shall I just forget that and stay with guys only? OMG, my mind was in a whirl. As I was sitting there in confusion and trying to sort my mind out, I could hear the sounds from next door again. They seemed to be getting under way now and I knew what was happening there. More neg. guys taking poz loads and hoping to convert, but is that what I wanted? I really did not want HIV, but the cock and sex were so intoxicating. I found myself heading downstairs and then over to Hank's. The kitchen door was open and I just walked on in. Then I realized I hadn't even stopped to put any clothes on and was still naked from my shower. I laughed at myself for being so lost in thought as to do that. As I walked into the livingroom, I stopped and gaped at the goings on. They were all in there on the floor. All 4 of the POZ guys were fucking the hell out of what I assumed were 4 NEG guys and there were two more guys sitting on the couch stroking their cocks. I had no idea if they were two more poz or neg guys. What a sight to see. The sounds of the guys fucking were loud as they slammed their cocks as hard, fast and deep as they could. The guys under them groaning and panting and one even almost screaming.

Was in Denver the weekend of Easter for a conference most of the weekend. I had time off work so got there last Wednesday afternoon. I’d placed bbrt ad and had approved 42 guys. Turned out be a bit of a disappointment. It had started to snow as I had gotten into town. After I had prepped, I sent out the usual email of which hotel and room. I will hand it to the handful of guys who did take the time to email saying they couldn’t make it either to last minute business trips or due to the snow. In the end I got 11 loads from 6 guys. First was a young, heavy set black guy with a thick, stubby cock. He really loved my ass and loaded me good. Next was a sexy, furry Latino. As I was sucking him, a middle aged, athletic guy showed. They took turns fucking me. An older silver fox showed while this was going on. He hung out in the back, watching and stroking. Athletic guy eventually bred me and silver fox slid in. As he was fucking me, Latino shot his load in my mouth. As those two left, silver fox kept fucking. But he was having problems staying hard. He said it takes him quite a while to cum and hoped others would show. After about 5min of awkward silence, he finally left. Next up was a fit black guy with a nice thick cock with a wicked cum. He was doing things to my ass and hitting all sorts of buttons. Part way through, a Latino papi and a Middle Eastern guy show up, get naked and join us on the bed. They all start taking turns on my ass and mouth. At one point I’m on my back, legs being held back by papi, as I eat his ass, while getting fucked by BBC. BBC finally cums deep and ME guy slides in. Him and papi take turns fucking me with papi giving me two loads. We take a short break and I start riding papi’s hard cock again. I have ME come up behind me and have him slide in along with papi’s cock. My second time ever being DP’d and it felt amazing. It felt great to ME as he finally dumped his load in me. We chatted for a bit and found out ME had bred me on my trip to Vegas in Dec. After he left, papi and I played. Him dumping a few loads in me. Me fucking him for a bit. All the while checking bbrt and a4a. A early 20s white kid hit me up saying he finally got into town and wanted to swing by. Gave him the info and he showed up. Had a decent cock on him. We fucked around and ended with me riding him hard to get his load. He hung around and watched papi fill me with the final two loads. All in all, it wasn’t a bad night but not like how I had wished.

I got two anon loads this afternoon. The first one was at a gay motel with a large pool that is busy on weekends. The public restroom near the pool can be cruisy. I was standing at the urinal cruising and a guy walks in, we make eye contact and he moves to the urinal next to me. I see his throbbing cock and he starts to rub my ass through my bikini swimsuit. There is a guy in the stall so we pretend to pee until the stall empties. As soon as it does, we go in and i put my hands against the wall and he spits on his cock and slides in. We can hear other guys coming in to use the restroom but we continue to fuck as quietly as we can. After a few minutes, he breathing becomes heavy and he lets out a loud groan as he fills my hole. We pull up our clothes and leave with smiles on our faces. A guy saw a walk out of the stall together and winked, i think he heard my top unload in me. Second load was at my local cruisy park, I get there late afternoon/early evening and see 1 car in the parking lot. I jump out and see a tall black guy walking toward me. I nod and slightly tug at my crotch. He keeps walking and then turns around and follows me to the park pavillon. He opens his shorts and pulls out a hard BBC. I drop down and suck but jump back quickly and guide it to my hairy hole. He starts pumping me as I am holding myself up on a picnic bench. I tell him "cum in me", he says "fuck yeah". He pounds for a bit since no one was around and finally dumps a massive load in me. It is dripping out of my hole, down my leg and when he pulls out he is still dripping. A good day! ??

My negative buddy, who rode my cock raw last weekend for first time, came over this morning for more of my cum. I'm really turned on by his new desire for me to knock him up. His entire disposition has changed. We used to be equals in our friendship, but now he's calling me Sir, and being very submissive- which pushes all of my buttons. He arrived and I was still in bed sleeping, so he climbs under blankets and began sucking my cock. I was leaking in no time, so I threw covers off of me so I could watch him work. Telling him to suck my dirty cock good so it'd be nice and hard for his raw fucking. Finally I smacked his face and told him to get in pig position. He quickly got on all fours on the bed. Rubbing his ass, I told him how much I wanted to put my strain in him as I roughly fingered his hole. He moaned as I twisted two fingers around in his dry ass, and I laughed and called him a stupid faggot. I spit on his hole and began rubbing my cock at his entrance. Grabbing his beefy hips, I sunk into him in one motion, and began riding my new bottom. I rubbed his furry buttocks and back, telling him what a sexy whore he was gonna be once I knocked him up. I felt him clamp hard as I spoke to him, and I knew he loved my dirty talk. "That's it, bear, take my poz cock like a good pig. You and me are gonna be brothers, ain't we?" He cried out "Yes Sir!" and started fucking back onto my cock as I pushed in each time. "Here's your load pig!" I yelled, and sank deep into his ass as my balls emptied. He was moaning, and I could tell he was cumming on the bed sheets beneath him. I gently mixed my load around with my softening cock, then pulled out and saw his beautiful hairy cunt, covered in my seed. I pushed what I could inside of him, then lay back down on the bed. We slept until lunch, and then repeated the breeding a second time. To encourage him to keep taking my loads, I gave him an old biohazard t-shirt I have, telling him to wear it with pride, and to come back soon cuz I definitely want to be the one to knock him up.

PART 5 Everything went into overdrive and I felt a surge of lust go through me like I had never experienced. And my was throbbing yes, but my hole was spasming and just felt so, so... hungry. Tom looked down at me, “You like poppers Chris?” “Fuck this is so... oh my god,” was all I could get out. “You should see the way your hole is just going crazy. It looks so sexy convulsing like that," he remarked with a smile. “Please lick it again. I want to feel it so bad. My butt, it’s just, holy shit, I never felt like this before,” I sputtered. My entire focus seemed to be on my hole. I knew my dick was hard, but I didn’t care. I just needed his attention on my hole again. “Chris, I can’t lick it now, I put that lube on and it doesn’t taste that good.” He edged closer to me and handed me the bottle again. I automatically did two deep breaths in each nostril. I was just flying now. And he came in and pointed his rock hard cock, with precum dripping from its head, and slowly began rubbing my exposed hole with his cockhead. And oh fuck it felt good. I ground my ass against his cock, bucking and teasing, but he just teased back. He was so good at it, driving me further and further over the edge. The thought that he didn’t have a condom on registered but he wasn’t fucking me, so I dismissed it immediately. Besides, it felt so fucking good. He seemed to sense when the poppers started to fade and urged me on again. “Three hits, Chris. Three hits in each nostril. Or else, no more hole-rubbing,” he whispered. I wasted no time hitting each nostril with three deep pulls from my new friend, this little brown bottle. He went back to work teasing my hole as I writhed and tried to stay still, when it felt so good that I just wanted more. He was so subtle that I barely felt him increasing the pressure against my hole. And his teasing got more pronounced,as he focused on the center of my hole. Slowly and surely, he increased the pressure and it was now impossible to deny the gentle burrowing of his cock. But it was okay. He wasn’t fucking me. My breath was coming out in sharp gasps by now and it all felt so good. When he said “Four times, Chris. Four big hits on each side. Do it. Do it my sexy little boy,” I immediately complied. And I was already so spun. And those last hits broke my final will. I didn’t even realize it had happened til after it had happened. It was like my body made the decision for me. About thirty seconds after those four hits on each side, with his firm pressure against my hole and his cock already burrowing into my opening, I literally heaved myself up and impaled myself onto his cock. The head popped through my ring and two inches of hard raw shaft followed. He held me firm. I didn’t take anymore cock in me, but he wasnt gonna let me back off either. I half screamed and half moaned. The burn of pain in my ass subsiding already. “There’s my little bottom boy. I knew you’d show yourself. Such a tight hole. A hungry tight hole,” he whispered. And he was now working more of his cock in, pushing me to take it but not trying to hurt me. “Hit the bottle again sexy. Hit those poppers and let that little hole relax,” he murmurred. I know I did hit the poppers over and over,but lost count of how much each time. And by now there was zero denying that he was fucking me. His cock was sliding in and out and he worked it deeper and deeper. Nothing had ever felt this good. Then I remembered he wasn’t wearing a condom. “Tom, what about, what about condoms?” I got out between gasps. “I don’t have any sexy. Besides it feels so good like this. Skin to skin,” was his reply. And it did feel so good. And he was going even deeper and fucking me more aggressively and the poppers... I lost it. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Feels so good. So good. Big fucking cock so good,” I babbled. And then he was whispering in my ear, “Your hole is so hungry I can feel it, like you are pulling me inside you. I’m almost balls deep. You know what’s gonna happen when I am buried all the way inside you? I’m gonna cum. Deep up in you. And you are gonna let me aren’t you?” I was grunting and gave no sign of discouragement, but that wasn’t enough. He continued, “ Say it. Say it’s okay for me to cum inside you. I’m not gonna let you have it if you don’t ask for it.” I didn’t even think about it. I was facing a primal need that immediately rendered my decision. “Cum in me, Tom, I want you. Give my your load inside my ass," I managed to get out as he was so close to bottoming out in me. “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, I'm so close so close to filling your hole up with cum. Take it. Take that big dick. Earn that cum load,” he whispered. With a last hit if poppers, I finally blossomed and he sank that last bit into my boy hole. It hurt in that good way that instantly made me want to feel again again. He was delivering short hard strokes with the result he was balls-deep in my ass. "Oh fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you. Gonna fucking cum. Fucking fill you up. Yeah yeah FUCK YEAH, take that fucking load. Take that fucking hot cum. Oh, fuck,” he groaned in a deep voice. “Oh god. Oh god,” was all I could get out. Over and over. In the back of my brain I realized my torso was dripping with cum - a load I had blown, but which I somehow hadn't realized when I was actually cumming. The feeling of my hole being fucked so deeply had overwhelmed my orgasm. My cock hadn’t mattered compared to the ecstasy of my asshole. “Please stay in me,” I whispered. He looked down at me and announced "You are the sexiest boy I have ever fucked. I swear your hole NEEDED dick. And cum. It needed that too didn’t it sexy boy?” A s I started to come down, the alarms went off in my head. Holy fuck, this guy came in me. And it felt like he came a lot too. I had no idea if he was safe or anything. I slowly backed off his cock, which fell out of my hole with a plop. I was losing that fuck high quickly. How could I have lost control like this? Because he was so fucking sexy, I answered myself. And those poppers. It made me feel like I had to have his dick in me. My body needed it so bad it override my brain. I started to back off him and got up on very very shaky legs to find my clothes. I was a little embarrassed now that I had acted slutty and lost control and I had even asked him to cum in me. I asked him too! Apparently Tom could sense my developing freak and reassured me, “ Hey sexy, I know that was a lot at once. I am so happy I met you though. You are so hot. And I would love to do this again and again. It can be our secret, if you want. But I hope you want more. And the look in your eyes says you do.” By now I had my shorts and shirt on. I knew I had to ask. And I was so scared as I quietly asked “Tom, are you... are you safe?” He looked at me and patted the bed to sit down next to him, asking with a slight smile "Safe? What does that mean? Was I gentle not to hurt you? If that’s what you mean, yes. Or do you mean something else?” He was gonna make me say it. "Meaning HIV," came my whispered reply. “Chris, I want you to think about what we just did. Think about how much you liked it. How badly YOU wanted it to happen. How it just got better and better. Like you always dreamed man sex could be. And I have more to show you and more to share. And you will be back. Maybe in a day. Or a week. Or two. But you are gonna come back here for more man sex with me. And it’s going to be raw like now. And you will ask me to cum in you again. You will even beg. And to answer your question, yes I am HIV positive. And yes, you took a huge load of my cum.” His gentle smile never faded. I don’t remember my reply. It was all about getting out at that moment. I am sure I said goodbye as I left as quickly as I could. I stumbled on still rubbery legs to my place, extremely aware of the wetness in my hole and asscrack. His semen was slowly leaking out of me. I shut the door behind me and locked it, made it to my room and fell on my bed. My head was spinning. HIV positive cum was inside my ass. What was I gonna do? And then his speech at the end. As if I'd ever do that again! But as my thoughts continued to unfold for every ten fearful 'Oh fucks!', there was a long thought of the knowledge I had just had sex that was so amazing I didn’t even think it was possible. But there was no way I was ever doing it again. No way.

PART 7 Rom and his friend walked in the room and shut the door. I was laying on my back on the bed with my elbows propping me up. It wasn’t exactly bright lights in the tiny room, but it was light enough. I took the new guy in, really really aware he had already been told there wAs a bottom that took it bareback waiting for him. I didn’t get his age, but he was somewhere around 45, give or take a year or two. He had long legs and I guessed he was maybe 6’ 1”, But he was pretty lean. He had a light patch of greying hair on his chest and his face was clean shaven. His mostly grey hair was cut very short. He wore his towel low on his hips. I thought he was hot as hell. Ron spoke up, “Chris this is my friend Steven. Steven meet my sexy young friend Chris. Chris, is Steven your type?” I nodded vigorously. “Steven, did I deliver on my promise of a beautiful young sexy bottom boy?” “ Hell yes you did,” said Steven, adding to me, “it is so nice to meet you sexy boy. Ron here told me this is your first time here? And your first time barebacking?” I nodded. “Well, I understand. Man sex is hot enough, but in a place like this where everyone is so fucking horny ano practically naked and its just us men, so we can have the freedom to explore. Like you explored tonight. I gotta tell you Chris, seeing you there like that, it makes me really want you. It makes me want to fuck you.” Ron had stepped back, making it obvious he was just there to watch. I didn’t care at that point. “I... I think you are really hot too Steven. Do you like to bareback too?” It was at this point that he finally let his towel drop and I got to see his hardening cock for the first time. My eyes were just glued to it, as he slowly gripped it and began to stroke. He was getting hard really fast. And fuck, he was hung. It was perfect. 8. 5 inches with beautiful cut head that topped a thick shaft that had just the slightest most perfect curve. He had trimmed most of the hair away and his balls were shaved. His balls...big round balls, the kind that probably make a lot of cum. His package was magnificent. “It’s so fucking perfect,” I marveled out loud. “I am so glad you like it so much, baby. I’m gonna give you a chance to touch it, and lick it, and suck it... and then it’s going all the inside you. Every. Single. Bit. Is that ok, baby? Is it ok if I fuck you deep?” I am sure I was nodding when I blurted out “I wanna do that all for you just please fuck me bareback.” He looked down at me smiling. “Of course I am gonna fuck you raw Chris.” And then as he leaned into me and i prepared for a kiss, he added, “and I promise you I am not pulling out til all my cum is in that little hole. Is that ok baby?” Looking in his eyes, I nodded. As he leaned in and kissed me hard, I realized very acutely, I had already agreed to lick and suck this strangers cock before letting him fuck my already beaten up hole bareback until he cums inside of me. And I had no idea if he was hiv positive. And I knew it didn’t matter because I would have let him fuck me no matter if he was positive or not. And that totally scared me and totally turned me on. And I knew when this night was over, I was gonna spend a lot of time thinking why I had all of a sudden started hoping the guys I was with had hiv. But right now as my mouth opened and his tongue invaded, I just melted. My cock was like steel and I just wanted him. And I wanted him to be poz. I had to know. As I broke the kiss, I whispered “Steven it’s ok with me if you are, but I just wanted to know.... are you hiv.” He cut me off before I finished. “Yeah sexy. I’m poz. And I know that’s ok with you. I can tell. It’s so sexy. You’re so sexy, that hungry hole. I can’t wait to be inside you.” And i couldn’t wait either.

Whilst we'ed been talking I heard the front door open a couple of times and footsteps in the changing room and then going up the stairs. I left Sid reading his paper and levered myself off the chair, aware of the cool spunk coating my cheeks. Upstairs, I ignored the sauna as I heard voices in the small TV room off on the other side of the landing. There were three guys there, much older than me watching the TV. One sat in a threadbare sofa on one side and the other two on another sofa on the other side. They were real trolls with sagging tits, spindly legs and old, lined faces. There was a porn movie playing with a couple of twinks fucking in a bedroom. "Nice cock on that lad." Said one as the camera zoomed in to show the heavy cock sliding into an arsehole. "Not bad," Said another. "Got a good technique, too." They could have been discussing football or something for all the casualness in their voices. "Alright matey?" The one on the sofa on his own smiled at me reavealing a mouthful of bad teeth. "Why dontcha sit here?" I sat down beside him, conscious that he smelled of body odour, and noticing his hand tugging idly at his cock had dirty fingernails. The others were watching the porn, wanking each others cocks as they moved on to taliking about some new housing estate being built. "Been before?" Asked the old man next to me. "Nope" I said. "First time. Been here a couple of hours" He cackled. "Yeah and I bet Bill or Sid have been up you by now - they don't hang about!" I blushed and nodded. "Both of them." He interrupted the other two. "Dirty bastards have fucked our friend here already!" They laughed and one of them, with rings through his sagging tits and a paunch hanging over his heavy cock gestured me over. "Let's have a look,then." I stood and went over. He turned me round and I bent forward, allowiing his scaley fingers to spread my cheeks and probe my hole. "He's wet, alright. Carrying a bellyful of dirty spunk, I reckon." The other man next to him was very thin and wasted looking with heavy veins on his arms and legs and a fat erection sticking up from his lap. "I need a fuck," He announced. "Once I get off, I can relax a bit." They pulled me onto the sofa between them, getting me to kneel on the cushions and rest my arms on the backrest. Lube was rubbed roughly over my hole, and then the wasted man got off the sofa and got behind me. Without any warning, he slid his cock into me making me gasp with the size of it, but the lube and spunk in my hole allowed it to slip in easily enough. "That's better," I heard him say as he started to thrust into me. The other two ignored us and began a conversation about the news whllst next to them I was being fucked by this disgusting old man. "Ahhh... " he said to the other two. "That feels better. Just need to empty my balls and then I'll hit the sauna." He hadn't even acknowledged me but now I felt his thrusts becoming urgent. For all he cared, he was fucking a piece of meat just to get off. "Yeah...he gasped. Here it comes!" With that he collapsed on my back, shuddering and grunting in orgasm as he shot his load up my insides. After a while, he got heavily off me, pulling his cock out brutally and said. "Right, see you later" to the other two. Then he left. I just knelt there gasping and embarrassed, spunk now dripping over my balls and onto the cushions. "Look at all that spunk!" Said the one with the tit rings. "Reckon Arthur gave him a bellyful that time!" I looked over at them, my face flushed with lust. The man with the tit rings stood up and held his heavy cock in his hand. "You do know you've been pozzed, dont'cha mate?" I nodded and just knelt here. He grinned and for the first time I saw the dark blotches on his skin and the sores on his lower legs. "Good, So you won't mind another bellyful of poz babies then, will you? With that he got behind me and began to slide his fat cock slowly, deliciously into my rectum. "Hold still, darling and let's see if we can get you pregnant today." He whispered as the other man laughed in the background.

I never would have guessed you were 18," the clerk said handing me back my id. With a shaky hand, i reached for it. Nervous as to what to expect and nervous I would be seen, I almost turned and just bolted. But I had waited too long. After a few hookups in the bookstore booths, I wanted to experience the baths and see if it was really true, that they were just places for men to fuck non stop. Remembering the directions he had given me, i followed the turns and found my room. I figured a room would give me a place to hide if i needed it. I quickly changed into, well, nothing, just a small towel. A very small towel that barely covered my butt it was so short. I watched porn for a few minutes on the little tv and then got my courage up to go look around. I grabbed my key and made it out and wandered thru the halls. No one in the weight room and I didn't care about the showers or bathrooms. I found my way out to the courtyard and turned around after looking briefly at a packed Jacuzzi. As I walked back in I almost bumped into someone. Looking up and down, I was quickly reduced to shyness. He was hot. Really hot. 6 3" maybe, but thin, real thin, except for his big hands and feet. His graying balding hair was cut real short. And it was pretty dark but i had a good feeling about the tent coming from the towel he had on. " Well hello there...," he said quietly in a low sexy voice. "Uh hi" i managed. " I know I would remember seeing you here before, is this your first time?" "Yeah, I just turned 18 a few weeks ago..." I said trailing off. "You are 18?" he asked, looking at me closely. "yeah, but I, i um, i kind of like guys older than me." "Like guys that are maybe 46?," he said smiling. "Yeah, just like that." I said. "Chris, my room is just down the hall, why dont we go there where we can have a little privacy and... ge tto know each other." ""Ok, " was all i said. I was so nervous, but he was so hot. And this was happening. He was leading me by my hand to his room. He sat on the bed and patted for me to sit down too. "So Chris is this your first time here or your first time?" It didn't make sense to lie. I have been going to a bookstore for a few months and usually suck or get sucked. I have gotten fucked a few times too." "Did you like that, getting fucked?" "Well kind of. It hurts a lot but felt good too. Not sure if i am too tight or condoms aren't slippery, but it feels like they tear you when a guy is inside." "Yeah, a lot of guys say that. Condoms are really uncomfortable. For the top too, let me tell you. It sure does feel better without one. have you ever tried it without a condom?" "No, i always meet guys I don't know and everyone says that you should always wear one." "Chris, not everyone says that. A lot of guys here don't use them. They think it ruins it. And a lot of bottoms decide that they want to feel the man cum in them." " But what... isn't that really dangerous?" "Some things are worth the risk maybe. You should try it, maybe you will like it." "I don't know. I don't know if I should." "Well you don't need to decide this second do you? I gotta ask though Chris, I have been wanting to since I saw you out there. Can you take that towel off? I really want to see that butt." I got up right away and dropped my towel and turned to show him my butt. "Yeah that's a hot butt. Spread your legs a little. yeah like that, now bend over and open up and let me see that little boy hole." I saw out of the corner of my eye he had dropped his towel and now turned my head to look and there it was. He wasn't all the way hard yet but it was on its way to being a perfect rock hard 9 inch cock with a massive mushroom head and big shaved cum filled balls. it was giant. And perfect. "You like that cock Chris? Like what I have for you?" "Yeah, its so big. its so big." Walking towards me he pushed me down onto my knees. He didn't have to say anything, as I immediately opened wide and took him into my mouth. Almost immediately, I lost myself in it. His cock was growing rock hard and felt so good in my mouth as i strained to take more and more of it. "Yeah Chris, you love that cock in your mouth dont you?" With my mouth full all i could do is nod my head over and over and try even more to swallow all over that massive man meat. After a minute or two, he stopped moaning and said "Fuck yeah, now its my turn to taste you." I reluctantly took my mouth off his cock, swirling my tongue around the head one last time trying to catch any precum I could and stood up. " No, get on the bed on your tummy. It isn't your cock I want to taste." I didn't understand at first; I had never had my hole rimmed before. When he pulled my cheeks apart and i felt his rough beard against me, I knew. And then i felt it. That magic feeling of a twisting and squirming wet tongue on my sensitive hole. It felt so good. And he loved it too, I could tell. He was licking and stabbing his tongue into my asshole, trying to fuck me with his mouth. I was moaning and gasping and trying not to squirm and buck too much. It just felt so fucking good. After a few minutes, he finally came up for air. His cock was like steel, and so was mine. "I am gonna fuck you now," he declared. It was not a request. It was a fact. And he knew I was going to let him. Out came the lube and he poured it into his hand and went to work working it into me slowly. He was careful not to hurt me, saying "I want to open you up slow so you can take lots of cock and don't get too sore." After getting me and my hole all ready for just about anything at that point, he began to jerk his cock off slowly, coating it with lube. Aiming it at my hole, I felt him start to press against me. "Shouldn't we use a condom?" I said. "I don't have any. Besides, it feels so much better without anything between us. Don't you want to make my big cock feel really good?" he said in a low sexy voice. He never stopped working it in either and at that moment he popped in and made it past my outer ring. As about 3 inches slid into me, I gasped and worked to relax. "Just relax Chris. I am gonna make it feel so good you will be begging me to cum inside you. But I can pull out too. Up to you. Ah yeah it feel so good. So fucking good." And he was just working his cock into me, deeper and deeper. Filling me. And i was trying to think but the need for cock was taking over and I was almost in surrender mode. Surrender happened when he announced "Fuck yeah, 9 inches of cock inside you. Do you feel that? Do you feel full of cock boy?" "Oh fuck. Oh fuck yeah" was all i could get out. As he slowly pulled out and slid back in again, I couldn't even touch my cock. I knew I would come that quickly, if i did. He started working in and out faster now, with deeper strokes. He was hitting deep and i was gasping and moaning and asking for more. "I want to keep fucking you, but i am gonna shoot soon. Your hole is so tight and eager, its pulling the cum up outta my balls." he said. It then flashed thru me again. He was barebacking me. No condom. Maybe that's why it felt so good? Maybe it wouldn't be any good if he had worn one. Instead, this feeling was magical. His cock felt so good I couldn't imagine not having him fuck me. I would hate to have missed this. His raw cock was fucking me so good and deep and sliding so smoothly. He was really fucking me now, and I was grunting and gasping as he fucked the wind out of me with every deep pounding he gave. "Oh fuck boy, I am gonna shoot if I keep fucking you like this. I am gonna fill you with cum. Or else gotta pull out." He grunted. " Don't stop. Are you clean? Like hiv?" I managed to get out. "This is poz cock you got in you Chris." And now he was pounding me. I was moaning and gasping and grunting and totally losing myself in the feelings of my hole as he pummeled it with his massive cock. "Fuck yeah. Gonna give it to you". He muttered with clenched teeth as he pounded me. "Fuck yeah, gonna give you my load. Big fucking poz load. Poz your little fuck hole up and get you hooked on getting your hole bred." "Fucking shit yeah, fuck me man fuck my fucking hole. Cum in me. Give me your load. I want it. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me. I want it in me." I kept repeating that last part who knows how many times. "Yeah , fucking yeah, her it comes here it comes. Fuck yeah fucking take that poz cum. Fell that cock shooting cum in your little fuck hole. Fuuuuuuck yeaaaaaaahhhh" he almost shouted. 'Yeah yeah yeah, give it to me. fucking fuck me. Fill me up. Fill me with cum. Oh yeah, fucking give it to me." He slowed down and finally came to a stop. He still had his cock buried inside me. "I want to keep it in you while my cum soaks into you" he whispered. "Are you really hiv positive?" i asked. "Yeah i am. And I just gave you a huge load." he said. "It felt so good." I said. " " What getting fucked?" "No, when you came in me, I felt it jet inside me and felt your cock pulsing. I am glad you did that. I didnt know it was so much better bare." "Oh Chris, there are some friends of mine out there that would love to add to my seed inside you. Want me to show you around?" "Yeah, i want more. I want more now." I said.

Story as it happened a couple weekends ago... I was on my way to see a regular top fucker who slams the hell outta me as often as he can get away from the wife and kids! This fucker lives an hour away but the way he holds me down and slam fucks me for hours when he hits me up is worth it everytime! So when he hit me up during a snow storm and told me the wife and kids were staying at the in-laws for the night because it was getting worse out instead of driving home and he was free all night, rock hard N needed his pussyboy bitch to unload in NOW..... i got ready N took off! He likes me to dress up for him and sends me outfits he wants to see me in the next time we meet.... a short red leather skirt, super high heels, panties and black fishnets & a blonde wig is what it was tonight, despite the freezing weather! As im driving, this semi passed me and started to swerve in front of me so i hit the brakes and went way off the side of the road and got stuck! The snow was up to the bottom of my car so i had no choice but to call a tow company to get pulled out. They had a driver near me for another car and got to me in like 20 minutes, i see the driver walking over to me and remember what i have on, which i hadnt thought of, hopefully he is cool i was thinkin as i put my window down and saw how fuckin sexy this 6'3-6'4" muscled up Latino bull of a tow truck driver was! I dont even remember what he said as i checked out the tats on his hands and up by his neck and seeing his wedding ring and the bulge in his jeans.... he asked if i was ok since i didnt hear what he had just said lol and asked me again if i can get out N wait in his truck while he gets my car our. As he opened my door he stopped and looked at what i had on stumbled for what to say but played it cool and asked if i had any other shoes cause the snow is deep! I didnt. He had me stay in the car and pulled me out N told me my radiator was broke and i needed to be towed back. I got out and slipped on the ice and he grabbed me and kept me from falling. I could feel my ass against his bulge and his hands on my hips where he caught me and he just walked forward like that to the truck door and i stepped up into his huge truck when i felt his hand on my ass as i went up the 2 slippery steps. Was he helping me or coming onto me i thought as he loaded my car?!? He hopped in and i told him my address and said just to take it there for now and told him how thankful i was for helping me out so quick. He looked over N told me its better to show someone how thankful you are than tell em and started rubbing his cock thru his jeans, i was watching him as he unzipped his jeans and leaned back as he drove and said in a rough tone to fuckin show me how thankful you are bitch and pushed my head towards his bulge! Told me he saw me fuckin staring at him since he walked up N knew a thirsty bitch when he saw one! I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out a huge fuckin uncut cock that had snaked down his pants since he had nothing on under em and started sucking the head and taking him in my mouth when i felt his hand on the back of my neck and he started face fucking me telling me what a fuckin whore i must be dressed like i was and wearing those fuck me pumps in this weather! He forced hos cock into my throat and kept holding me balls deep on his it choking me tellin me to fuckin take it slut! The truck came to a stop and he kept fuckin my throat telling me to fuckin swallow slut and blew right down my throat making me take every fuckin drop! I was milkin his cock in my mouth tasting the last of his nut on my tongue when i heard his lighter and he was hitting a pipe of Tina, passed it to me N had me take 6 hits saying i was gonna need em, b4 he got out. He told me to get inside while he unloads my car, he forced 2 of his fingers inside my smooth tight ass as he pulled me out of his truck N told me to leave the door unlocked N have that fuckin pussy wet when he walks in to collect payment cause he hasnt fucked a whore in 3 weeks since his wife left him N he was gonna fuckin wreck my cunt! I was on all 4s in bed, hole lubed, panties off but still dressed when he found where i was waiting for him. I watched him in the big mirror next to my bed as he walked in my room behind me lookin at my ass, pulling his shirt off showing his massive chest N arms and tats everywhere.... he pulled me back against his bulge and told me i was gonna fuckin get it tonight and if i was a good fuckin whore he might call one of the other drivers over he shares pussy with!!

Part 1; I had been talking for a few weeks with this twink via one of those online apps. Turns out he is one of the many active seekers of intentional HIV infection. We discussed this online, and even met up over a Coffee. I like to be certain myself that my twink knows what he is getting himself into. We had arranged a day and evening where we would go to a sexual health clinic to confirm his sero negative status, then, we would change it that evening. I wasn't allowed in the consulting room whilst he had the consultation, however I was allowed in when he had the finger prick test which gives results within minutes. He also had the other test where blood is taken from the arm and the results take about 1 week. Finger prick test result; Negative! I took him home. 'One last time, you want Daddy to infect you?' He looked me straight in the eyes and firmly replied; 'YES Daddy'. I drew blood from my arm and blood slammed him with my high viral load of 1 Million +. I took the needle out and got him to press down on the cotton wool. 'Good boy. You can go home now. I'll see you in a few weeks'. 'What? I thought we were going to have sex', he quizzed. 'We will do soon, but not tonight. And you must promise me you will abstain from any sexual activity until we meet in about a few weeks time'. 'Er... OK'. He seemed a little confused, but, he obeyed his instructions. He left and I didn't hear anything from him, until 17 days later, when he messaged me, saying he felt horrific, that his entire body ached and for a few nights he had been having night sweats. 'Come on over'. 'I can't, I feel to weak, there is no way I can get on a train'. 'I'll get a taxi to fetch you' 'OK' There was a knock on my door... Squeal for part 2 Piggies

As a senior member of my local rugby club I was honoured to be appointed as social director for the coming season. My assistant was to be Gary who was a guy in his early 30s who I was good friends with. Gary and his wife Laura had a huge house that we had staged many charity nights from and their Bbq s were always a great night. I`d asked Gary to stage a Bbq one weekend when there was a big boxing night on the TV, which was met with a firm no from the players wives, and it was decided that they would be going out to various cocktail bars that night then come back to Gary and Lauras house afterwards. On the night I was suprised when I got to their house to find Laura was still there. she told me she wasnt feeling very well but might go later. I could tell she was upset at something and Gary wasnt his usual self. It seemed they had been arguing about something but I didnt push them for any info. Anyway the lads turned up and I forgot about it as the drink started to flow. At some point Gary came over to me and asked to have a private word. He told me he`d found out that Laura had been visiting a local swingers club and been getting fucked by various men every night she`d been there. We talked for a few minutes, and I ll admit the thought of fucking Laura was very appealing, I`d have to find out more about this club. Gary told me he was going to "make the bitch suffer" and I just hoped he didnt do anything stupid.. He told me to follow him upstairs and i was stunned when he showed me into one of the bedrooms. Laura was gagged and strapped onto the bed naked....legs wide open. Gary said "I want you to fuck her mate". I had to take a step back from this. I was in a bedroom with a beautiful woman tied to a bed and i was being asked to fuck her by her husband. AS I was digesting this one of the lads came out of the en-suite naked and got on the bed in between Lauras legs and stuck his cock up her. Gary left the room and I watched as Laura was fucked hard and fast. When the lad had finished he Told me "your turn". This was so horny I stripped there and then and got on the bed. I fingered Laura for a while felling the spunk from the lad before me before inserting my hard cock up her. It was a dream, she is a gorgeous woman, seeing her as I was fucking her was a real turn on. When I could feel my seed rising I asked her if it was ok to come in her. I was met with a firm "yes" by Gary who was behind me. I couldnt hold back any longer and let it go right up her pussy. I could feel her cunt muscles gripping my cock as I pumped seed up her. I let my cock slip out of Laura and saw my spunk run out of her cunt and on to her arse. Gary came over to inspect and started to push my spunk up her arse with his finger. I left and went in the shower as another one of the team arrived to have his turn. I went down to the kitchen to get a drink but I really wanted to watch Laura getting fucked. I went back to the bedroom and Laura had been placed on all fours and was now being spit roasted. This was unreal. She was getting loads at both ends now. Gary wasnt happy with this and ordered the guy who was fucking Laura to get underneath her and get his cock up her cunt there so someone could go up her arse. I climbed on board. As I pushed my cock into her arse Laura gave a loud groan as her her beautiful arse was taken for the 1st time. "Pound the fucking bitch" Gary demanded and we did our best.. The guy who was up her cunt slipped out of her at the moment he shot his seed and it went all over my cock. This got me really going and I grabbed Lauras hips and started to really pound her. My spunk shot right up Lauras arse and she seemed well impressed with my 2nd load. When it was all over WE reckon Laura took over 30 loads, she even sucked off one lad in the shower when she was cleaning herself up. Apparently she still goes to the swingers club although there has been no repeat of the night in their home.

Ok, so this is my problem. I carry myself as I am & don't believe in any type of pretense, however I tend to attract mostly bottoms & rarely any tops, its not because they think I'm hung as I don't walk around naked. Even when I wear jocks at sex clubs I still get hit on by btms, I'm usually not interested in btms until I'm ready to end the night & shoot my load, at which point I search for a cum filled hole to unload in (though on some occasions if the btm is sexy as fuck then I'd want to eat & fuck his ass regardless of the time of the night). When I've spoken to some tops I've been told I 'appear intimidating' the way I carry myself & they would never have believed I'd take dick up my ass. I dated a guy in DC once, I met him at a club & approached him, the 1st thing he said was 'you know I'm a top right'?..I just thought 'Jackpot! lol. I have a FB that I met in a bathhouse 3 yrs ago, we cruised each other & when we got talking he said 'oh, just so you know, I'm a strict top'...again I thought 'Jackpot'! I went leather shopping last wknd & the dude at the store said 'I have just the right outfit for you' bringing me leather jeans & a waist coast, I said to him I'd rather have chaps or jocks, I think he got where I was coming from As I also enjoy fucking ass I sometimes refer to myself as 'vers' in hook up apps/online but I think it puts tops off & though I enjoy eating & fucking a nice bubble butt, I can live w/out ass but never ever without dick. I'm a proud pig & true cumdump, now I just need Tops out there to know that. How can I achieve this??? *there isn't really a 'top's body' as such but I couldn't think of a catchier title..sorry to the 'political correctness' brigades out there

Got a load from a regular two nights ago but he ended up surprising me because he had a friend over who wanted to load me up too, i think they had a few beers. The guy was much older but I happily took his load. I could feel his hairy belly pushing against me as he fucked my friends load into me then shot his own. Definitely a nice surprise I'm glad i've started going bare

use me how you want with who you want. this boi hole needs seed

So fucking hot! A cute young negboy willingly giving his innocent teenhole to total strangers, letting them use him with their bare POZ cocks and loving every second of it...

I would love to live there! Never want to leave!

Hello and sorry for the delay in my story. I am excited to be back. Your kind words have been awesome. Who would think that this is a site you can make friends on and meet so many sweet and yet deviant people. ;o) Part 7, ‘Mr. C, I think this the street Mr. Ali lives on?’ ‘Yes, yes Lukas it is, it is the one up there with all the cars parked along the street. It looks like there might be quite a few people waiting on that cherry pie.’ ‘Oh no, I am sorry, I knew I was taking too long at Dr. Brads.’ ‘No worries son, they can wait, it will just make them a little more hungry and the pie to be even sweeter. Pull right up next to the garage; there should be a spot for us there.’ ‘Gosh, this must be some party and some special pie for all these people to be waiting’ I said with a laugh. ‘Oh I am sure a few other guys brought some of their own special treats over too, but I have been known to always bring the very best dish that many of these guys are waiting for. I also sent everyone a group text that this year’s cherry crop is the sweetest yet’ Mr. C said as he ran his hand up my thigh. ‘Lukas, your penis is rock hard and leaking all over your pants, what is that about?’ I said, ‘I am sorry Mr. C, I hoped you wouldn’t notice that, I am not sure what is going with him. I call it him, but yeah, he got hard right before we got to Dr. Brad’s house and I noticed when I was leaving there that I had a wet spot. Maybe I can hide it with an apron you think? Do you have an apron I could wear?’ ‘Well, no worries, it might get you a nice tip, tell you what, why don’t you take another one of these blue diamond vitamins, that might help it a little bit maybe your electrolytes are just low’, Mr. C said as he handed me another pill and bottle of Gatorade. ‘Oh this Gatorade tastes funny, I don’t think I ever had this flavor before,’ I said. Mr. C smiles and said it their new formula with extra vitamins and additives and tussled my hair. He told me to ‘grab the pie from the back warmer and take it around back to the side door of the garage and offer to help him get it inside. Be a good boy and do as he tells you and if you do, he will tip you well. Understood?’ ‘No worries Mr. C, I won’t let you down’, I said and he replied, ‘I have every confidence in you’ and I smiled and headed to the back of the truck…. I went to the warming bin, got the huge pie and started walking behind the house to the side door of the garage. There were two men on the back porch smoking cigars and wearing leather from head to toe. The first guy was huge, like 6’6” with dark hair. The back light porch was on and the light lit him from the side. He had leather pants on with boots up to his knees. He was wearing a leather hat, arm band, and had this leather harness thing on accenting his amazingly muscled and furry chest and stomach. The other person was tall and thin wearing an outfit very similar to the big dude, but just slightly less furry. He had this hood like thing over most of his head but also had a cigar in his mouth and was peeing into a solo cup. I thought it was interesting he was not just peeing in the flowerbed but he must have worried it would be bad for the plants or upset Mr. Ali or something. The tall muscle guy stared at me in a way that was as if he was looking right into or through me. I found myself staring back as I slowly walked by. He sort of gave me a head nod like ‘what’s up’ or ‘what are you doing back here’. I stopped and said ‘I am just the delivery boy bringing the cherry pie over.’ He then looked at his friend pissing and said, ‘Fuck, Tony has done it again hasn’t he?’ I didn’t know what he meant by that and at first I thought he was being disrespectful to Mr. C, but then I realized by the look on his face was more one of approval or envy or something else. He kind of gave me this strange look up and down. His eyes stopped at my thigh and his eyes got big. Oh darn I thought, I forgot about my erection and forgot to put the apron on. I just smiled and said ‘sorry it just gets like that often.’ He said, ‘No worries kid, mine is like that half my life.’ Then he said, ‘Fuck, I will have a huge helping of that pie in a little while.’ I stopped and just took a deep breath in for a minute and realized in the night air, his cigar smelled really awesome. I have never smoked or even thought of smoking since it is a devils addiction, it was really strange, but I swear my dick got even a little bit harder as I exhaled the night air with the faint smell of this cigar in it. The tall dude was watching me and had a surprised look on his face for some reason and said, ‘you know what? Well actually, kid can you tell Mr. Ali I want one of the first pieces of that and to have one of his servers bring that pie out to the playroom, I mean woodshed in a few minutes? I have quite a bit more of my cigar to enjoy and don’t want those other pigs devouring that pie before I get done with my cigar.’ I took in one last breath of the night air and his cigar and nodded to him as I entered the side door of the garage. The door to the house was right there. I couldn’t really knock very well with my arms full but I was able to get the door to the house open so I just let myself in. I was immediately greeted by this guy that looked like an Arab sheik out of a movie. I could see this huge pelt of black fur spilling over the top of his white throbe and the darkest jet black hair on his head under his ghutrad and agal. He was very handsome and a very powerful looking man. He immediately put both hands on my cheeks and said, ‘you must be Lukas? Here, here, here, put this down’ as he snapped his fingers and two of his servers came over to help me out. The two guys bowed and took the pie and set it on counter right next to us. I thought, boy, his staff are sure well trained, I could learn from their attentiveness back at the store. His hands were still on my cheeks and he said with quite an accent, ‘just look at you… would you…. just look at you. Perfect, pure and so blonde. Just like your fathhh, I mean Tony said you were.’ He turned me around and looked at me in full circle. Oh god, please do not let him notice my hard on, how fricken embarrassing. It was a little funny and I smiled thinking, I felt like I was at my grandmas when she would make me spin around and do her ‘look how big you have gotten’ routine. He immediately snapped his fingers and said ‘drink for the boy’. One of the servers very quickly brought him over a glass with ice and dark liquid it in; I figured it was a coke probably. He handed it to me and said, you must be thirsty, please drink. I didn’t know what to do, I thought I really should just get the money for the pie and get back to the truck; I didn’t want to keep Mr. C waiting again. I didn’t want to be rude and not accept his drink. I knew Mr. C told me to be good and do what he said. But did he mean this? Oh no, I thought to myself, what should I do? Oh, I know I could use my cards he gave me! So I asked myself ‘should I take his drink and be social for a minute’? I pulled out the second card in my pocket and it said, ‘absolutely, yes’. Mr. Ali apparently had saw what I was doing and was looking at me funny. I apologized and told him it was my first day and I was new and didn’t want to mess things up so I explained the cards Mr. C had given me. As I said that, I reached my hand out and took his drink. I took one big swig and realized it tasted terrible. Oh man, I have a whole mouth of this, I cant spit it out, I swallowed reluctantly with one big gulp. He laughed and smiled and said ‘oh I should have told you, this is a very special traditional celebration drink and most people from my country sip it to start and then it gets easier to swallow. It kind of helps you relax a little bit.’ Relax? I thought to myself, I cant relax, I have to get back to work. He put his hand on my shoulder and started to lead me around and show me his house. The place was packed with men all around the house and kind of looking and staring at us. I guess we looked so different. Me young, blond, in my tiny little pizza uniform without a penny in my pocket and on my first day of work…. and him well dressed, dark, well educated, smart, successful, obvisouly very rich and important. I kept thinking man, I got to get back to the truck. So I was drinking my drink as quickly as I could and trying to remember the maze of rooms and people of how I would get back to the kitchen. I then thought, how do I bring up about the money for the pie. Am I supposed to collect or no? So I asked myself another question…. ‘ is it rude to ask him for the money? I reached in and pulled out the third card and it said. ‘absolutely, yes’. So I decided to not worry about the money. Mr. Ali, then asked me to have another drink and do him a favor. Oh man, Mr. C is probably freaking out wondering what is taking me so long, but I said what would you like Mr. Ali? He said, have another drink and maybe help me for a few minutes? There will be a nice gift for you if you do.’ I said I didn’t want to get in trouble with Mr. C. and he said, well why don’t you ask the cards, he gave them to you right? I thought, ok, the cards haven’t let me down yet, yes, I will ask the cards. So I thought to myself, ‘cards, should I have another drink and stay to help?’ Card #4, said, ‘absolutely, yes’. He look at the card, and said, very well then. He snapped his fingers and said, ‘drink for the boy’. I didn’t want to be rude and say to him that I turned 18 and I am now a man, but I thought that would be rude to correct him. I said, ‘this drink is for celebration? What are you celebrating?’ He said ‘this is somewhat of an Ali family reunion week, every year he brings some of the unmarried and married men from his country and other extended family from around the world to his home in the US for a few days. Most are here to find their soul mate, but a few just need to sew either oats before they go back home. Many came on private jets so their soul mates don’t have to worry about passports and customs and all that kind of thing. They can just sneak away without the paparazzi and media finding out. As we walked, several of the men commented to him he should get this moving, that the pie needs to be served before everyone gets blue balls, a couple even gave him a high 5. I had always thought the expression was that important royals like his family were blue bloods, but they must have said blue balls and I didn’t hear correctly. Anyway, we were back in the kitchen and I was starting to feel a little funny. His servers had cut into the pie and they had several plates of it on the counter. All of a sudden I remember the big dude that was in the back yard had said he wanted his pie delivered to him. Oh no, where did he want it taken? Oh, the woodshed, so I said to Mr. Ali, ‘there was this really big dude, I mean friend of yours on the back porch and wanted one of the first pieced of the pie and he wanted his pie brought to the woodshed. At least I am pretty sure he said woodshed?’ Mr. Ali said, ‘Oh? He did huh? That is your fathhh…. I mean Mr. C.’s best friend Terry. Terry is from Canada and travels the world. But yes, he is someone we want to keep very happy. Would you do me a favor Lukas?’ I said, ‘sure, what it is?’ Mr. Ali was over at the freezer putting a couple things in a brown paper bag and then I saw him put a couple of the spray cans like Mr. C had me get from his rec room and put those in the bag too. He then grabbed a really big piece of pie, and said. ‘Please, please boy, don’t delay, the other servers are all busy, please take this pie and this bag to Terry down in the woodshed.’ Just follow the path in the backyard past the pool and gardens and look for the small building with no windows and the red light above the door. Please don’t make a fuss, just knock once and enter and quietly and say. Sir, I have your present here and please take my cherry pie. Now I know Lukas you didn’t really make the pie, but tell him that exactly, ok? ‘Ok, I go down the path, to the building with the red light, I knock once, enter quietly and say….Sir, I have your present here and please take my cherry pie.’ I smiled and said, ‘got it right’? Mr. Ali, said, ‘perfect, it’s a bit of a long trail now, so don’t wait and don’t forget.’ ‘No worries Mr. Ali, I won’t let you down’. I then turned and headed down the dark path with my brown bag and cherry pie.

Part 5 Nick handed Rob another half harness and what looked like a pair of trunks. “Go ahead and try these on, they are made of neoprene: they will fit tighter to the contours of your body and the codpiece in the front snaps off so you can just remove and fuck.” That idea certainly intrigued Rob and he headed back to change. He walked about ten feet when he stopped dead in his tracks and turned back towards Nick. “Hey man, these shorts have a big opening in the back, I don’t think a Top should be showing off his ass suggestively like that” “There is no fucking way in a big group situation do I want people fingering my asshole cause they think I am looking to get fucked; The only thing I let near my ass is some faggot tongue!” Nick raised his hands in defense and responded, “I didn’t mean to imply anything bud, I would think it would be clearly obvious to anyone that looked at you that you were all Top and they shouldn’t mess around with your ass.” “Frankly, I help organize a lot of parties and gangbangs and its pretty common for the power muscle tops to wear something that exposes their ass; but if you don’t think you’d be comfortable, try this instead” “These will mold to your ass but won’t leave your hole exposed”. The two traded the neoprene trucks and Rob headed back to change. “Wait a minute bud, there is one more thing.” Nick walked over to Rob and handed him a thick solid metal cock ring. ”Put this on as well, it’s obvious you are well hung, but wearing this with help fill up that cod piece on the trunks better; I want you to really see how the gear can make you look.” As Rob closed the door to change, Nick turned and returned to the laptop to enjoy the show. Nick had to practice a lot of self-control to not let out an evil laugh as he watched a naked Rob struggle with the cock ring. The effects of the Fuck Water were really starting to take hold. Rob’s cock was half hard at this point and it caused him a lot of difficulty and pain to get his big balls and cock through the opening in the steel ring. With great determination, Rob sucked up the discomfort and finally succeeded. Of course all the fondling of his cock and balls just made him harder. There was no way the cock ring was coming off. Rob did like the way it presented his package and from what he could tell it did seem to make him fill out the cod piece better. The second Rob saw himself in the mirror in the main room, his jaw literally dropped. He already knew he liked the look of a half harness, but Nick was right about the way the neoprene would fit and show off his chest. The blue accent stripes only made his eyes more piercing and created the illusion that his eyes and the bright blue stripes were actually the same color. The way he looked in the neoprene trunks was mind boggling. The low cut hit his hips just right and really highlighted the V-shape of his torso. The fit somehow made his six pack abs even more noticeable. Even he couldn’t help but feel his eyes drawn from the perfect abs directly to the bulging cod piece. He turned to see the back. His muscular bubble ass was clearly framed to perfection. The way the material clung to the dimples of his ass cheeks accentuated the results of all the time he spent on his lower body gym workouts. The way the leg openings slightly rose on the side helped show the definition in his legs as well; from his thighs all the way down to his calves. Rob had one word to say “Sold!” “Well, based on that reaction you must approve of this look,” Nick said with a big shit eating grin on his face “Snap off the cod piece”. At this point Rob was too entranced with how he looked in the mirror to even second guess Nick’s suggestion. As he removed the pouch his fully hard 8” cock sprung straight out in front of him. “Hell yeah!” “Now all I need is a party to go to so I can put my weapon to use,” he said as swiveled his hips to make his cock and balls bounce. “What about those gangbangs you mentioned, do you have any coming up soon while I am still in town?” “As a matter of fact stud, there is one scheduled tonight”. Rob did his best to act nonchalant and cool as he asked for details and how he could get an invite. He did barely veil the excitement in his voice as he questioned Nick, but his cock was harder to control as it visibly throbbed at the mention of a gang bang. Nick explained that the party was run like a private club due to privacy concerns and the ability to control who participated. “Actually even a lot of bars here in the South are run under the pretext of a private club; you know, whatever happens between consenting members at a private event happens.” Nick further explained that most of the members of this club were Tops with just a few versatile guys in the mix. “We bring in an appropriate number of bottoms that have volunteered to be used by all.” “Although I will say that we do keep the bottoms naked, restrained and totally tweaked,” Nick said with a wink. Rob laughed, ”There is nothing like a little Tina, G etc. to make and keep a bottom compliant.” “I prefer to keep them very compliant so I don’t have to hear them whine that I’m fucking too hard, or crying out that it hurts – a compliant bottom never says no either!” Both roared in laughter. Nick’s evil grin appeared again as he nodded to acknowledge Rob’s statement. He then replied “Compliance – that’s an interesting way to put it.” Rob fist bumped Nick, “Here’s to compliant bottoms.” “So what do I have to do to get a club membership?” ”Well, since I am an organizer I can sponsor you with a guest membership to get you in,” explained Nick. “It does help me make it up to you for the way Jerry harassed you in the store rather than just giving you a discount on the gear you are wearing. I am assuming you are buying what you are wearing now for the party.” Rob started to roar in excitement, but regained his composure and simply said “Thanks, man that would be awesome! And yes I want this gear.” “Grab your ID so I can scan a copy of it and get some info for the application. I’ll fill that in on the computer while you are changing back into your street clothes; that way when you get to the party they will have everything ready and all you have to do is sign the form and can begin plowing some ass.” “I am assuming you are going to change back to your shorts, tank and flip flops to walk back to your hotel.” Rob laughed and went to get his ID. He handed his driver’s license over and Nick grabbed his own phone and said, “I also need a headshot to show it matches the ID.” Nick snapped a few quick pics, although they some were full frontal body shots. Rob changed to his street clothes but had to leave on the cock ring because he was still fully aroused and he was pretty certain that the only way to remove the ring at this point would basically rip his cock and balls off in the process. ”I have one more quick question that I need to ask for the application; I’m pretty sure I know the answer based on your dominant sexual position but I have to confirm.” “You are Negative, I assume?” Rob nodded “Yep!” “I need directions to the party; what time does it start?” Nick handed back Rob’s ID and said “We hold the gangbangs in an industrial area on the edge of town; it’s not walkable to get there from the Quarter. On Friday night, an Uber or taxi is going to cost a bunch.” “So I was thinking you could come with me, I’m leaving from the shop at about 10.” “I stay at the party usually until around 3 or 4 in the morning, if you want to leave before then we’ll get you a ride back to the Quarter. If you come with me, I can walk you through the process and show you around a little as far as where the different bondage and watersports activities occur as well as the location of the refreshment bar.” “Well actually, you’d probably call it the compliance station.” Rob laughed and said, “That sounds great, thanks for the offer, I’ll be back at 10 then.” “Is there anything else I need to know?” “There are no cameras or phones allowed, if you bring one you’ll have to check it at the front door.” “There is also a clothes check in case you don’t want to walk back here in your party gear.” “Although it’s not like the people in the French Quarter aren’t used to seeing all sorts of attire walking down the street on a Friday night!” “I’ll probably throw on a pair of gym shorts and a T-shirt over everything for the walk back here to the store.” With that Rob grabbed his stuff to leave. As they were walking back to the front door of the store, Nick handed Rob a plastic glass of water from the fountain “Here bud, have a drink to go, the heat outside is going to hit you when you leave.” Rob was excited beyond belief as he walked back down the street towards his hotel. He was going to get his cock in so many asses tonight with no effort on his part at all! He also was uncontrollably horny, it's probably because mental images he had in his head regarding the gangbang tonight that was making him so fucking horny he thought, however he didn’t think he’d be able to make it the couple hours until the party to get his rocks off. So when his path led him back past the video arcade he decided to make a quick stop. He paid the entrance fee and got a couple dollars’ worth of quarters for the booths. He hoped there were some cock suckers in the back. He wasn’t disappointed; he was approached by a young preppy looking cock sucker almost immediately. He didn’t waste any time, he motioned with his head and entered a booth. Rob no sooner dropped the quarters in the machine when the cocksucker entered and locked the door behind him. The guy introduced himself as Patrick, but Rob was in no mood for talk, he opened up his shorts to free his cock and pushed the guy to his knees. “Suck it”. It was obvious to Rob that Patrick had sucked plenty of cocks before, but he was spending too much time with running his tongue around the mushroom head so Rob started aggressively feeding his cock deeper. Patrick pushed off Rob’s cock suddenly and to Rob’s surprise, Patrick handed him his phone. “Can you take a couple pics of me serving your cock; I want to send them to a couple friends back home so they’ll believe me about the big cock I sucked?” Rob was a bit annoyed but took the phone and said “Look at me faggot while you suck my cock” Click… "Now stick out your tongue while I slap my cock on it.” Click… “How about a video clip so they know the pics aren’t the result of photo shop?” Rob took a quick video of Patrick slobbering on his cock and then rammed it in balls deep to the back of Patrick’s throat. Patrick started gagging at the sudden intrusion and tears started running down his face. While Patrick was momentarily distracted, Rob quickly sent the two pics and video clip to all of the contacts in Patrick’s phone. Rob’s laughed to himself thinking ”I’m just helping the whore out, this way none of his friends, family or co-workers feel left out and the whore won’t be accused of favoritism.” After he handed the phone back, he grabbed the back of Patrick’s head and began to skull fuck him. Fortunately for Patrick the rough assault on his mouth and throat only lasted about 10 minutes before Rob shot a large load of cum directly down his gullet. As Rob pulled his cock out of Patrick’s mouth and wiped it on his face he noticed Patrick’s lip was bleeding. “Guess the cock ring must have split his lip,” he thought, “the whore is lucky he knew how to cover his teeth or they probably would have gotten chipped as well.” It was at that time he noticed they had an audience from the glory holes on both sides of the booth and could hear the distinctive sounds of cocks being jacked from the “show.” Rob didn’t have time though to feed another cocksucker at this moment; he had a party to get ready for. He closed up is pants and left the dazed Patrick on the floor as he exited. As he walked back to the front of the arcade to leave, he saw two other guys enter the booth with Patrick and lock the door. “The whore is going to be busy,” he snickered. Jesse had just finished his shift at the bar and was chatting with a couple guys when he saw Rob start to pass by on the street. Rob saw Jesse as he was walking by; he raised the bag containing his recently purchased gear from “Master Nick’s” and gave him the thumbs up signal. Jesse smiled and returned the gesture. Rob’s hormones were still raging but he just didn’t have the time to thank Jesse with his cock. He also didn’t have any party drugs with him and it would take too long to convince Jesse to take his cock without them. Rob shouted to Jesse “Thanks for the directions man, I’ll stop back later in the week to chat.” Jesse on the other hand knew he would actually see Rob later that night. After all, it was just over an hour ago that he had received a notification on his phone that his finder’s fee had been paid and deposited to his bank account.

I stopped by my favorite Las Vegas bookstore yesterday afternoon. But, it was a huge disappointment. There were only a couple of guys. And they were all horny for cock, cum and loads in their asses, just like I was. I spent about 30 minutes there, hoping someone else would show up. But I finally gave up and turned on Grindr to see if I could find someone in the area. I quickly got a hit from a guy in a strip hotel that was just a few minutes away from the bookstore. We exchanged pics and he gave me his room number. I quickly got in my car and drove to his hotel. He opened the door naked. He was a hot looking older guy with a tan, thin, athletic body. He asked me to strip and come into the oversized shower in his bathroom. I did and we quickly soaped each other up. He asked if I like to get fucked? I didn't even answer. I just turned around and bent over. He slipped his soap covered cock up into my raw ass. He fucked me for several minutes, then we rinsed off, dried off and headed for the bed. He checked his phone and began to reply to some messages he had on Grindr. He asked me if it was ok with me if he invited someone else to join? I told him I would love that. Then he said he had someone on his way over. Should be there in about 5 minutes. He showed me the guys picture and Grindr profile. His screen name had Raw Breeder in the name. So, I was excited to have him come over. I asked my host if he was going to let him fuck him? "Hell no. I've never been fucked." "Well, he can fuck me if he wants." I told him. Within a few minutes, there was a knock at the door. My host got up and answered the door. I assumed a position on the edge of the bed, facing the door. I was ass up, face down. I heard them talking, but didn't see the new guy. I heard him striping and telling the host he had very little time. He was heading to work on the strip as a waiter. My host dropped to his knees and began to suck the new guy hard. Then I felt a hand on my ass. Feeling my hole. He spit a few times on his finger and lubed up my hole with it. I was sniffing my poppers. Finally he stepped away from the hosts mouth. I felt him eating my ass. He spit on my hole a few times and would slide some spit up into my ass. I also added a some of my own spit to my hole. Soon I felt his cock press against my hole. I continued to sniff poppers as I felt him slide into me. I could feel his cock fully harden as he began to pump into me. My host climbed up on the bed. He got on his hands and knees and backed up to my face. I ate his ass at the stranger, I had still never seen was fucking me hard and deep. About 5 minutes of intense fucking and rimming went on before I could hear the top guy begin to breath hard and moan a bit. Soon he was slapping my ass, ramming deep and hard into me, then let out a loud groan and began to unload in my ass. My ass milked his ass for a moment, then he slip from my ass and went into the bathroom to wash up. The host turned and fed me his cock. I sucked for a few moments, then he began to jack off as I opened my mouth above him. He soon was shooting his load into my mouth. The top guy came out of the bedroom and dressed. He thanked us both and left the room. I also dressed and left. I found the top guy on Grindr and sent him a message, thanking him for his fuck. He messaged me back that he wanted to fuck me again. We'll definitely keep in touch. I'll bottom for him anytime.

Part 4 The directions to “Master Nick’s” were pretty simple. Rob strolled down Bourbon Street until he saw the adult video arcade the bartender had mentioned and he took a left at the next cross street. Two more blocks and there it was there on the corner. There was quite a bit of foot traffic in this area and the store had a big display window, so it was a legit business for sure. He walked in the door and stopped dead in his tracks. “Wow, he thought; “I have never seen so much gear in one place”. He didn’t know where to begin. He started aimlessly wandering around the store. However as soon as he realized that all eyes were staring at him he snapped back to his usual self. “Of course all these cocksuckers want me,” he mused “look at them following me around wanting my big cock”. When he stopped to examine some leather cuffs, an obvious pussy boy appeared a few feet away and put his hands into some heavy metal manacles hanging on display and licked his lips. On the other side of him was another guy running his hands up and down a huge dildo with the same sex crazed look in his eyes. Suddenly there was a voice behind him. “Can I help you find something Sir?” It startled him but as he turned to respond, a sneer immediately came to Rob’s face. The store clerk standing there was old enough to be his grandfather. He looked a lot like the effeminate leather queens from his hometown bar - weathered and wrinkled. It was obvious in Rob’s mind that the guy had years of experience as a cum dump. This guy had no pecs, the leather harness over his t-shirt hung loosely over his flat chest, and the leather chaps he wore over his jeans did nothing but make his ass look soft and flabby. The clerk continued, “My name is Jerry, I be happy to help you find the right fit. We have a couple dressing rooms back there for you to use try things on.” Rob glanced to the back of the store and saw the curtained booths that Jerry was referencing. There were already a couple of other store patrons back there loitering around. Rob’s immediate thought was, “Certainly those whores are just back there to try to get a quick peek of something they are never going to get.” Rob just shook his head in disgust and said he’d be fine on his own. That comment didn’t seem to faze Jerry at all and he kept closely following Rob through the store. He continuously asked Rob if he needed to try on something. In reality Rob did want to try some of this gear; that was the whole point shopping here. He wanted a fit that would accentuate his muscles and make all the bottoms weak in the knees. He just didn’t want give this slut the pleasure of serving him. “Hey Jerry, can you help those guys over there by the slings, they have a couple of questions?” boomed a deep voice behind Rob. Jerry nodded and went over to the slings as requested. “Sorry about that dude, Jerry gets a little carried away with his fantasies sometimes when he sees a guy like you.” Rob turned, and standing there was a tall built masculine guy about his height. Although he was probably five to ten years older than himself, Rob could tell the man spent some serious time at the gym. The man extended his hand and said “My name is Nick”. Rick firmly shook his hand. “I’m Rob. You’re Nick as in Master Nick? “ Nick chuckled and said “That’s me, I’m the owner. I’m sorry again if Jerry was bothering you, if you find something you like here I’ll give you a discount for the trouble.” “This place can be a little overwhelming; can I help you find something?”. Rob explained to Nick that his first priority was to find some items that showed off his body and that he had some bad experiences in the past ordering things on the internet. “Do you want leather, latex, rubber or what…?” “I’m not sure where to start, but I probably want a couple of jocks as well” Rob replied as he grabbed a hanger with a red jock on it. Nick started roaring with laughter “Oh, you don’t want that jock, look at the back!” Rob actually blushed as he looked at the back strap and saw the words “FUCK ME” written in big block letters. Nick took the jock from Rob’s hand, hung it back on the rack and stated “Dominate Tops like you and I wouldn’t be caught dead in something like that.” “Let me pull a few different things I think you’ll like and that will have all the bottom boys worshipping at your feet.” Within five minutes Nick had a handful of items and beckoned to Rob to follow him. ”Let’s get you into these and see what you think – follow me”. The two walked back towards the changing booths, but once they reached them, Nick continued a few more feet to a large door, reached for his key ring on his belt and unlocked the door. He motioned to Rob to follow. Rob obliged but as he reached the door he asked “What’s back here?” Nick explained that this area contained some of the larger bondage equipment and that it was used for customer demonstrations as well. “I thought you’d appreciate some privacy since you’ve had an audience from the moment you walked in.” “We also have some bigger mirrors back here so it will be easier for you to see how you look.“ When Rob saw the bondage table, fuck bench, wooden stocks as well as assorted cages and slings he asked “Why do you keep the door locked, I bet customers would love to see this stuff?”. “I personally was actually thinking of getting some things like this for the basement of the house I rent.” Nick smiled - “Well this equipment is for sale if you are interested, we discount it because it’s been used for demos, but to answer your question about the locked door – we had issues in the past with guys going to the changing booths on the pretense of trying on clothes and they then would sneak back here and play unsupervised.” “We had a couple guys that didn’t know what they were doing and they got hurt.” “It’s not intuitive for guys that aren’t Dom’s like us as to how to use this stuff.” “Anyway, the insurance company suggested that we keep the area locked when we weren’t using it for supervised demos, classes or events.” Nick handed Rob a pair of leather pants and a harness and then pointed to a door along the side wall. “Here try these on; you can use the bathroom over there.” “There is no mirror inside but you but you can step out here in the main room to see how you look – Don’t worry your friend Jerry can’t come in and molest you or anything, I relocked the back entrance.” As Rob took the gear and headed to change, Nick walked over to a laptop sitting on nearby desk and clicked on an icon. Soon the screen was filled with the image of Rob removing his clothes. Nick smiled knowing that Rob’s smooth chiseled chest, abs and ass would look good on film. Rob’s big cock and low hanging balls would certainly drive up his popularity. Rob emerged from the bathroom and smiled broadly as he saw himself in the mirror. You could hear the excitement in his voice as he exclaimed “This is what I was talking about; I look hot!” Nick nodded in agreement and walked over to Rob to adjust the harness. Ron cocked his head as he noticed the difference in how much better he looked from that simple adjustment. Nick said, “Looks good but let me show something: Take that harness off and put on this one”. Rob quickly obliged and stepped back to see the difference. “This is more of a half harness; see how the way the cut shows off your pecs more?” asked Nick. “Oh yeah, this is much better!” exclaimed Rob. “I’m sorry I am sweating all over the place, I must be turning myself on.” “Actually,” replied Nick; "it is a lot warmer back here than the front of the store, we don’t pump the AC up as much in this area unless there is something going on with a crowd”. With that Nick walked over to a nearby water fountain and took a drink.” Rob walked over to the fountain as well and took a deep drink. As he finished drinking, he grimaced and turned to Nick to say “Your water has a funny taste to it, almost medicinal.” “Yeah, I forgot you aren’t from here and don’t have much experience with the local tap water.” “The last hurricane that hit the area did some major damage to the utility infrastructure; they have to add a lot of chemicals to our drinking water.” “Believe it or not, that water fountain actually has some extra features to try to help enhance the water to make it better.” Nick then continued, “It’s important though to keep yourself hydrated; you wouldn’t believe how many tourists the city gets that drink alcohol all day and quickly end up drunk and collapse from the heat and dehydration.” “They either forget or just don’t realize how much alcohol dehydrates a person.” A lightbulb went off in Rob’s head; He was one of those people that had forgotten about the dehydrating effects of the heat, humidity and alcohol. He subsequently leaned down and took another long drink from the fountain. “One perk about the situation though, is it leaves a lot of weakened bottoms, ripe for the picking” chuckled Nick. “Yeah but I don’t ever bottom and that would never happen to me!” responded Rob with a snide tone in his voice. “I don’t either," said Nick; “but for Dom Tops like us, the dehydration can lead to performance problems and makes it harder to cum multiple times when we are looking to play all night.” Rob took another drink of water. Nick hadn’t lied to Rob per se. The fountain did have features to treat the water, but they weren’t anything like a filter for removal of chemicals. On the contrary, when someone pushed the button to get a drink, a small amount of a specially designed chemical mixture was released into the water flow. The purpose was not to reduce inhibitions, but to increase the level of horniness. The blend of pharmaceuticals and botanicals was meant to keep a cock rock hard, increase sexual desire as well increase cum volume. When events were held in the backroom of the store, the drink was affectionately referred to as “Fuck Water”. Based on the amount of water Rob had drunk so far, he would likely be uncontrollably horny for many hours to come. In fact, based on the bulge forming in his leather pants, the Fuck Water was already beginning to work as intended. An idea suddenly came to Rob. He should get a couple of pics of himself in this gear. He could then upload them and update his BBRT profile. That way later tonight, he’d have a whole lineup of hungry bottoms begging to take his cock. Therefore Rob asked “Hey Nick, do you mind if I take a couple of selfies, just to remind myself what I look like in this outfit as I try on others?” “Sure thing bud, I imagine your phone is in the bathroom with your clothes, let me grab it for you”. As Nick returned with Rob’s phone he said “If you want I can take a couple shots for you, that way you can get your whole body in the pic.” Rob nodded in agreement and started to pose. “OK, Rob, first thing though, you need to grab a pair of boots from over there and put them on. The whole scene kind loses its effect with you dressed in leather wearing those flip flops.” After Rob changed, Nick handed Rob his phone and said he needed to unlock it if he wanted some pics. As Rob punched in the passcode, Nick closely watched from behind and committed the code to memory. Nick took a couple of quick pics and then handed Rob a pair of metal handcuffs. “Here, hold these up and dangle them from your finger; now flex and grab that bulge of yours with your other hand”. “Now that is the money shot!” Nick handed the phone to Rob to show him the picture. Rob grinned ear to ear and said, “Hell yeah, those worthless pussy bottoms are going to fight amongst themselves to get fucked hard and rough by me!” Nick looked at Rob and said, “You know if I used a shot like that in some advertising, I’d make a lot of money.” “But now that you have seen yourself in a cruising look, let me show you another look that is a little more functional in a sex party situation.”

Last week and my local sauna. My very slutty cum dump friend and I have started to meet in the dark room at the local sauna for breeding sessions (even with a hotel and lots of CL, BBRT etc advertising it's hard to get decent numbers) Cum dump arrived early doors at noon-is and sent a message saying it was quiet - so quiet that he fucked another bottom ! , almost unheard of for him - altho BB naturally. I arrived mid afternoon and found the cum dump on his phone trying to get a few more guys. I took him up to the dark room and started kissing and feeling his ass (not sloppy enough for me yet , its getting so that im only interested in pre loaded ass) A couple of guys were wanking so I forced his head down on the thickest and pushed till he was choking. You always need an initiater so I pushed my hard , thick uncut cock in to him making sure every one could see i was raw. I fucked him gently rocking in and out for a couple of minuets telling everyone what a slut he is and how he loves cum and will take any load. There was a shy looking indian guy , short mid 30's hairy like a piece of velcro who was hovering around .I pushed him towards the bottom , it turned out he only needed incurragement and was soon balls deep with his good sized (but smaller than mine) cock , I felt to double check that there was no condom ,none , then I pulled the cumdumps cheeks apart and started telling the indian guy that the cum dump wanted his load , he didn't last too long and soon he was glistening with sweet and he fucked his load in. He pulled out and fled (married guy with buyers remorse ? - who gives a fuck) , I was straight behind the bottom keeping him working on the guys cock with his mouth,I slid staight in , for me going in whilst the other guys cum is still hot and thick is the best ,as it was my first fuck for a few days i just went for it and came in him a couple of minuets later. I showered and mooched then went back and fucked him again , this time a lot longer . We compared notes later and on my 2nd fuck I was number 7 out of 10 (he has a couple more with condoms , but I had to tell him that a true cum dump can't count them.

1994 I had stayed a virgin all through college, but that quickly changed as soon as I graduated. I moved to a city with such a visible gay community that I couldn't help but find my way 'over the rainbow'. It was welcoming, warm and usually smelled like alcohol and cigarettes. Also dangerous. It was the Midwest, and the AIDS epidemic had finally made its way here in a major way. A bath house I'd never even gotten a chance to go to was now closed. Adult bookstores disappeared, but gay bars seemed to multiply. Looking back now, I 'd guess there had been twenty of them located in this mid-sized city It was in one of them that I met Benjamin. He knew everybody and had scored us so many free shots that night. He was Cuban and darkly attractive. He was older than me -- by a lot. He'd lied about his age from the beginning. We parted ways that night after exchanging phone numbers. We fucked the night of our first date. He was experienced and couldn't believe I made him wear a condom. He told me he was clean, but I was insistent about safety. I had a new life and a new career, and didn't want to get deathly sick. Benjamin lived farther out from the city...somewhere in a hick-infested neighborhood. Our second date was at his modest house. It seemed nice and decorated like his grandma had picked out all the colors, furniture and little touches here and there. He had a son living with him who was a ridiculously handsome teen (he was actually 22 at the time). Ben claimed he had gotten married at the age of fifteen and I believed him for minute or two. He was a liar and that didn't bode well for us as a couple. He drank gin and tonic, which I'd never tried. It was a fine drink that I grew to love a little too much. This relationship had an expiration date, but I seemed to be the only one who knew it. He introduced me to tons of people...especially at the ratty little tavern near his house. That's where I was introduced to Stan. Stan was Benjamin's hairdresser. He was maybe 30 or a little older. Tall, blonde, lean and a major fashion victim. I hadn't been much interested in what styles trendy. I won't say that Stan was handsome, but there was something appealing about him. He fully owned being gay and I was still learning the ropes. I guess he had a lover and it was news to Ben. "You finally settled down?! Are you being faithful?" "Most of the time." I guess this Stan guy wasn't keeping up with the news. Being afraid of AIDS was a full-time preoccupation for me. "Does he know?" "Oh yeah. He has boys on the side too. It's how we both got the same diseases." THAT's what his appeal was. He was out there enjoying sex and satisfying his inner slut. Nobody lives forever and he was going to get full use of his youth while I was biding my time with Benjamin and being scared of all the consequences of 'having fun'. Stan flitted away among the sparse crowd while Ben and I played darts. For whatever reason, darts were a big thing among the gays in this city. They had leagues and everything. I didn't get it. It was not that much fun to play even when you'd had some drinks in you. But it was a better option than just sitting and trying to have a conversation with my boyfriend. We had almost nothing in common other than being gay. "So he cuts your hair?" "Every month. He's very, very good, but a little expensive. You should let him cut your hair." It drove Ben crazy that I gave no shits about my hair. I normally went to Super Cuts and paid six bucks. It's not like I had a complicated head of hair or anything. "OK. I'll go the next time you go." I surprised both of us by agreeing to go spend forty bucks on a haircut. It seemed to put him in a good mood. He scheduled us for back-to-back appointments with him a week later. I agreed mainly because I wanted to see Stan again. Why? I think you can guess. The salon was much nicer than what I was used to. It even had a 'skin care technician' who wore a white lab coat. Half of the hairdressers there were gay dudes. Ben went first while I sat and looked at one of those big fashion magazines with thick,glossy paper and about fifty cologne samples. The thing was 60% advertising and every page made me feel more and more like the hayseed I was. I didn't belong here. My clothes were mostly from J.C. Penney's and the last person to cut my hair was a homely pregnant chick with a ton of regrettable tattoos and no wedding ring. When it was finally my turn, Benjamin and Stan came out to get me just as I had started thinking of ways to escape. "Ready?" "Let's go." I was led back to the shampoo area which Super Cuts didn't have. Stan said, "Relax and let Janet take care of you while I take a smoke break." Janet was a beautiful young gal who was gentle as she steadied my head at the lip of the sink. The shampoo smelled expensive and she took her time lathering and rinsing. It was wonderful to be pampered like this and I was wishing she'd never stop massaging my scalp. But Stan was back and ready for me. He was dressed very fashionably - with more than a hint of gay slut. Where do you even get clothes like that? "What are you wanting today?" "Something basic. I work in a pretty conservative place and don't want to upset anybody." "I can do conservative -- with an edge. You OK with that?" Was I? I had no idea. I remember being 9 or ten years old and telling my mom that I wanted to be a punk rocker when I grew up. Or a chef. I was undecided at that point. I just nodded and prepared for whatever. I kinda hated facing that big mirror they have at every hair-cutting place. My natural expression had developed into a frown over the years. Sometimes it looked like a scowl. I watched Stan as he maneuvered around me with his comb and scissors. I thought about what he looked like naked, got lost in some fantasies where I was sucking his dick. "How's your boyfriend?" "What? Who?" "When we met a few weeks ago you told Benjamin and I about this guy you were with." "Oh, right. Him. We broke up already. He needed money so he volunteered for a clinical medication study and it fucked him up." "Medication for what?" I could have guessed, but would they really test an AIDS drug here? "H.I.V. There's promising stuff coming - maybe even a cure. He was willing to take a chance that he wouldn't get the placebo. He got his wish, but it damn near killed him. The pills fucked with his heart and he ended up in the hospital. He might still be there for all I know." "I'm sorry." "How are things with you and Ben?" "The same." "That didn't sound very enthusiastic." He had a grin that the devil himself would be proud of. "No. It's just that he wants me to move in with him, and we've only been dating for a few months." I said too much. He and Benjamin were friends and he'd likely tell on me. I couldn't exactly backtrack now. "He's the marrying type. I never have been. I suppose it would be nice, but I've got a wandering eye...always looking for the next fuck." "Yeah. At least you know what your path is. I'm new. I'm 24 and want to see what's out there before I commit." Again...too much info. "Well don't settle down with him. He's a nice guy but very needy. He's old, too." "He's not. He's only 34, right?" "Yeah...if that's code for '45'. He's only three years older than me." I knew it. "..." "He does this all the time. He lies about his age and tries to get cute young guys with a job to move in and help him pay the mortgage on that dumpy house. He might have a good heart, but he is not to be trusted. You're a kid -- go have some fun." He looked into my mirror eyes and winked. "..." I just had no words. "Leave me your phone number and I'll fix you up with some guys around your age." Well, at least I had some dirt on him in case he ever tried to rat me out to Ben. I sensed he wouldn't. I wrote my number on a slip of random paper while he briefly lifted the scissors away from my head. When he was done blow-drying me and applying gel, I thought I looked great. I had a little 'edge' as he'd promised...but it was within my comfort zone. "Perfect!" It was maybe a week later that I finally let go of Benjamin. I retreated back to my apartment in the city and let my answering machine screen all incoming calls. He finally gave up and was probably out scouting for another sucker this very minute. I didn't go right out and enjoy a bunch of sex which I'd planned to do. I was happy being alone and isolated. Books, movies and music were more important to me than bars and dicks. Stan had never called me, and so I went back to Super Cuts which did a good enough job for me. Things were going great for months. And then the phone rang. "Hello?" "What's up?" The voice was familiar somehow. "Hi! How are things?" I still wasn't sure who I was talking to. "Oh, it's been a total mess. I'm not at the salon anymore...it got way too dramatic there." It was Stan. OK. "My mama died and left me her house. I work from there now. The only clients that followed me here were a bunch of old ladies who always liked me for whatever reason. They've been dropping like flies since Christmas and I'm trying to build up a bigger client base." That's why he was calling. He didn't want to do anything gay with me. He wanted a paying customer. "Did Benjamin follow you too?" "Oh...you didn't know? He moved to Florida with some new guy he found." Good for him. I never wished him harm - I only wished I hadn't wasted so much time with him. "I'll give you a deep discount on your first visit." That sounded sexual. I guess he knew he had his charms. "OK. I had a haircut not long ago, but I'll drop by in a month. How's that?" "Good. I work noon to six every day except Monday. I've got another side business going so just call and leave me a message when you want an appointment." He gave me his address and phone number which I put on my fridge with a little round magnet. I was glad he called but can't say exactly why. I was going through a phase where I liked bigger, beefier, harrier men. I talked to a few of them at bars now and then but never made a connection. If they didn't have lady voices, they had awful grammar -- which was something that bugged the shit out of me. My ideal was impossible to find, but I still had hands and a VCR...so I was fine with being celibate and single. I remember my older brother telling me all about sex. He was a big jock stud who always had a girlfriend. He was pissed that Mom had found one of his adult magazines in my room. She wanted to know where I got it, and I just told the truth. We were both in trouble. "You're not old enough for this, dude. Cool it. You've got the rest of your life to have sex. Look around...every adult likes to fuck. Mom and Dad do it, your teachers do it, every adult you see at the grocery store does it. Guys AND girls. Don't get ahead of yourself now." Stan's house was in a very odd neighborhood I'd never been to before. The houses looked fairly normal when I turned left on 65th Terrace but then you started seeing weird dwellings. Tiny houses painted in garish colors. Some of them looked like they were meant to be something else in another part of town. I found Stan's address and pulled into the driveway. Wow. I guess his new side business was 'junk dealer'. The front of the house looked like a duplicate of Fred Sanford's place. The yard was full of hubcaps, assorted car parts and panes of glass. Everything was coated with layers of dirt and/or rust. It wasn't sad so much as interesting. My dad once took me to a junkyard just because I'd never seen one. I was fascinated to the point where I was rendered completely mute. Dad let me wander around and look at all the wrecked cars, old appliances and all the various pieces of someone's discarded life. My favorite thing was an actual staircase from somebody's house. It was just there, leading to nowhere. I'd been told not to touch anything, but I couldn't help but climb a few steps. If we had this in the backyard, I could invent about a million games and fantasies built around the stairs. I lived almost totally in fantasy world back then. Dad found me and was mad when he saw me on it. He hustled me back to his car and I never found out what that staircase led to. As soon as I knocked on the door (doorbell was broken) about a thousand barks erupted from inside. Dogs. Junkyard dogs, probably. "Come on in," Stan called from inside. The door was unlocked. The second I got in, five or six little mutts of various colors jumped all over my legs. "Have a seat while I finish with Margaret." There weren't many places to sit. Just one spot on the couch. The minute I took a seat, all those little dogs competed for my attention. One of them smelled pretty bad and needed a bath in the worst way. I could see him in the kitchen, drying the hair of some ancient woman who had her eyes closed like she was dead. I didn't to stare. The coffee table in front of me was littered with ashtrays, cords, remote controls and random things. There was an ancient paperback book that looked intriguing. "Alfred Hitchcock Presents - Short Story Collection". It was autographed!! I wanted this. I'd have him add it to my bill. A horn honked from outside that set the dogs off again. "Oh, that's my cab," the old woman said. She was alive. "Let me just give you some spray and then I'll help you out." Stan helped Margaret to the door and told the dogs to stay back. I'm guessing they knew already not to hassle old ladies. He closed the door and said, "Goddamn. I'm tired. You're my last appointment, but I need a little rest first." He plopped down on the couch next to me. There wasn't much room so he was sitting so close to me that our legs and shoulders touched. "I need a cigarette. Want one?" I didn't even answer before he'd already lit one and handed it to me. I guess smoking was a lot like drinking...people liked it better when they weren't the only ones doing it. "So. Are you in the...'antique' business now?" "Sort of...I mostly do flea markets these days. I've done them in Iowa, Nebraska, Kansas...nearby states." He had a Southern drawl even though he was from Missouri. Was that considered 'The South'? Maybe he'd just adopted that accent to seduce men. Or maybe he was like me and had done everything possible to masculine enough to pass scrutiny from friends and family. "It ain't so bad. It's my main income now." Ugh. I hate when people say 'ain't'. I've walked away from potential hook-ups at bars if they used that word. Stan seemed to have adopted a more casual fashion sense. He was wearing sweatpants, flip-flops, a t-shirt and a backwards baseball cap. I guess he was off his fashion game for whatever reason. "I was looking at this Alfred Hitchcock book. Can I buy it from you?" "Oh yeah. Shit. I don't even remember where I got that -- from a yard sale probably." "How much?" "Three bucks." "Sold!" "We'll settle up later. Let's go to the kitchen and get started now." We both stubbed out our smokes and stood up. I watched him walk in front of me and noticed he'd put on some weight since the last time I saw him. The sweatpants shaped his butt nicely and it was easy to see that he wasn't wearing underwear. Margaret may not have noticed, but I sure as hell did. I thought he was looked hotter in casual clothes than he did all spiffy and fashionable. He'd even stopped dying his hair and you could see that it was actually dark brown with a patch of gray here and there. His kitchen was chaos, but not filthy. He sat me down and shampooed me over a little mini-sink. During the process, his groin brushed my arm for a brief second. I felt the chunk of meat under his sweats. Damn! I was impressed. At this point, I wasn't thinking he had done it on purpose. Once he put a towel around my neck and draped me with one of those smock things, I could look right at him in the mirror without giving myself away. He'd was heftier and had some definition in his chest. "Have you been working out?" Find me one gay man who doesn't love being asked that question. "Naw. I just get more physical activity in the new business. You know...lifting, loading.... unloading." I was almost ready to think he was flirting a little. Almost. Hmm. I'd test the waters. "Well, you look very fit." "Thanks. How do you want it? I don't remember how I did it back when I first cut your hair." "Conservative with an edge." "Oh right. Gotcha." I sometimes like to just close my eyes when I'm having a haircut, possibly snooze. Not today. I wanted to watch him and look. His crotch touched my shoulder and the back of my neck a few more times. I could swear his dick was growing each time, but his eyes gave nothing away. Stan was concentrating on the job at hand. I didn't want to push it just now while he was using scissors on my hair. He had to be doing it purpose, right? Maybe he was just trying to get a bigger tip out of me. I'd fell for that scam with bartenders before. Well...if that was the case, I'd go ahead and flirt back. "You seeing anyone, Stan?" "Not so much. I keep busy and just feel so old when I go to the clubs. They're all kids like you, and they don't want some old junk man." "I bet that's not true. I'm not even thirty yet and they look like children to me too." "Well, have fun while you can. You need to get as much cock as you can while guys still want to offer you one." He seemed like he was almost done with the scissors. So I adjusted myself back in the chair so that his groin was right up against the back of my head. He was fully erect. I could feel it. Once again, his eyes gave nothing away. I'd have to work for this. He was putting some mousse on my hair and combing it. When his crotch touched my hand, I just reached and grabbed the head of his dick through the sweatpants. I had notched up the flirting to a new level. Risking everything. "Well, FINALLY! You could have done that while we were sitting on the couch, but no....you made me do most of the work." I continued to hold his hard-on. "I didn't know for sure. I tend to hesitate with things." "I guess it's wise to be careful. I never was. Oh yeah. Squeeze that dick exactly like you're doing." I did. I made an attempt to tug down his pants. "Wait a minute while I sweep up the hair and feed the dogs. My bedroom is right off to the left of that doorway. It's kind of a mess, but there's a TV in there and you can switch it to whatever you want." I went into the dark room where the TV was already on. The room was indeed a mess, but at least the bed was made. It smelled like cigarette smoke and cologne. I had to give Stan some credit, though. I'd gone home with a few guys who lived in crap-hole apartments but their bedrooms were always neat and the lights were low and strategically placed. This told me they'd already planned to bring somebody over for sex. One dude had even left an unattended scented candle burning. Stan wasn't planning this...at least I don't think he was. I took off my shoes and and clicked through the channels. I wondered if he had booze in the house. A gin and tonic would be so good right now. The bed was so comfortable that I closed my eyes for a few seconds, a few minutes. "Hey! Don't go to sleep on me!" He was back. "Sorry. I worked all day and usually take naps on Fridays. It's kind of a ritual." He was carrying two full glasses with translucent red liquid and ice cubes in them. "I made us some drinks. I need one. How 'bout you?" I was polite and didn't ask what the drinks were. I'd settle for anything. Was it paranoid of me to choose the one he didn't hold closest to me? I had heard tales (from girls mostly) about being drugged with pills mixed into their alcohol. Stan didn't even notice my awkward maneuvering. He just stood there, smiling and looking so hot. He kicked off his flip-flops and lied down next to me. We were propped up against the headboard in an almost sitting position. I liked the drink. It was quite potent and had cranberry juice in it...that's all I knew. "It's so nice to rest. I'm tired of working." Maybe that was code for 'you take over the seduction now'. Who knows? I moved closer and we rubbed shoulders. I looked down at his body. His feet were boxy - with all the toes being the same length. My brother had feet like that and shoes never quite fit him right. His boner was relentless and making a tent out of his sweatpants. OK. I just reached over and grasped it like I did before. I took another swallow of the cranberry courage and the set the glass down. I pulled down the sweats to his lower thighs as his dick bounced up and took pleasure in its new freedom. "WOW! You've got a massive penis, Stan. I mean, Wow." He laughed. "You're surprised? I wear size 14 EEE shoes after all. My ass is nice too. I bet 90 percent of this city's gays have had a taste of either or both. You can suck my cock, but not until you get naked. Deal?" Oh he had a deal alright. I stripped in record time, but I still wasn't as fast as he was. I took one last swig of the drink and just jumped into bed next to him. I wasn't new to this kind of thing, but I'd never been so close to a naked POZ man before...that I knew of. "OK, Stan. I'm nervous and not very forward. Tell me what you want and I'll do it. " "OK, kid. There's safe stuff we can do, some mostly safe stuff we can do, and a lot of completely unsafe things we can do. I just now remembered Benjamin telling me about how you were a 'Condom Nazi'. There's none of them here unless you brought some with you. I want your mouth on my dick -- which is mostly safe. I haven't been blown in about a year...would you do that? Please?" He knew he didn't have to ask. I slid off the bed and went to the end of the bed. I crept up between his legs and took the tool in my mouth. It was clean, slick and throbbing. I felt his heartbeat through the wide shaft. It wasn't my first time at the rodeo -- I could deep throat a dick pretty well after my time with Ben. Stan was bigger than my ex, but not in an impossible way. He grunted with pleasure and I didn't hardly gag as I went all the way down to his pubes. "NICE!!" He adjusted both of us so that he was sitting on my chest and mounting my face. He was experienced and polite enough to let me come up for air briefly. He pulled his dick out from my lips without moving from my chest. I saw the glistening organ bobbing above me. "Thank you, Stan. I enjoyed that." "Me too. I can just finish off all over your face or I can fuck you. It gets more dangerous from here on." "Let's keep going. Please?" "So glad you said that. I'll pull out. okay?" "No. I don't want you to do that. Be an animal with me." "Nope. I know you feel that way right this second, but I don't want you to get AIDS. I'd never forgive myself, and you'd hate me in time." He was serious. "OK." "You'll thank me eventually." I doubted that, but I was so hard and horny that I just agreed. "I don't have any lube except some hand lotion. It's pretty greasy, though." It was the same brand my mom had always used to get rid of her raw, dishpan hands. I waited while he slathered it all over his tool and then smeared a glob on my hole. I'd always loved this part of the sex ritual...the pre-gaming. So much anticipation and lust. I waited for the ride to begin. He pushed into me with not much resistance on my part. It hurt, but I knew better sensations were coming. So to speak. He let out a huge breath as he went in an inch or two. "So tight! Try to loosen up a little." I felt tidal waves of pleasure crash over me. My contentment must have relaxed those inner muscles enough for Stan to get his bare dick all the way inside of me. To the hilt. "I'm so full of you." "Yeah.. it's really, really good. I'm going to pump a little and pull out pretty soon." "OK" He thrust like a madman and I felt a drop of sweat from his forehead fall onto my face. His pace and his grunting let me know he was close to cumming. I loved looking at his face as he was lost in pleasure, but I was lost in a memory/fantasy of climbing that junkyard staircase and reaching the top. Here was open sky that I knew would hold me if I dared move further. He grunted and his hip movements got faster. "SHIT...I..have to stop now." I reached around and held his bare ass close. He was strong enough to break away from my grip but made no effort. He moaned and unloaded that load of semen directly inside of me. "FUCKKKK!!!" He collapsed on top of me. I'd also cum at some point. He breathed heavily and rolled onto his back. "You wanted HIV? I mean...why did..." "It was perfect, Stan. Don't make me feel bad about this." "OK. Let's just rest a bit. I need to go piss first." After he returned, he pulled the comforter over us. I had an intensely satisfy nap. When I woke up, I saw that it was after midnight. Maybe it was a good time for me to leave and go home. I dressed in the sparse light and pulled out my wallet. I'd leave him cash for the haircut and the book..plus a generous tip. I left the money next to his scissors and walked to the door. All the little mutts were sleeping in any clear spot on the couch they could find. I drove back to my apartment and couldn't believe how the day had gone. There was plenty to think about, but not now. Not tonight. Stan called me the next day, and almost every day after that. We went to dinner about twice a week or to movies or just up more sex. He may have claimed he wasn't marriage material, but he certainly seemed to be boyfriend material. I had no idea what kind of material I was made out of now...it was brand new.

When I was in college I worked on campus in the shipping and receiving dept. The full time employees there were all middle aged str8 guys. They suspected I was gay and gave me a lot of ribbing about it. But two of the guys would kind of tone down the ribbing in exchange for me sucking and bottoming for them. During the lunch hour when the boss was always out of the building these two guys would make me suck, rim and bottom for them. It was always raw. One was a tall, muscular, buff, Hawaiian guy. He had a huge, thick, uncut cock. Would really pound me deep. He'd call me "Mahu". A Hawaiian term for gay. Or a person that embodies both masculine or feminine spirits. The Hawaiian guy could fuck for 20 or 30 minutes before cumming in me. The other guy was just a rough, redneck, bully type of guy. His dick wasn't very big. But he'd pound me hard and would cum very quickly. The redneck guy usually fucked me first. Then the Hawaiian guy would have an already cum lubed hole to pound until lunch hour was over.

Chapter III. My boy and I walked back to our place, already sweaty from raunchy morning sex, and then our pig hole tryst in the garage with Will. I sprouted a fresh hard-on as a I followed my boy up our driveway , my eyes glued to the dark wet spot spreading in his shorts as he dripped cum from his stretched-out asshole. When we got inside, I ripped his shorts down and dove into his ass. I knew he wanted to fuck all day. So much for housework, right? My boy braced himself against the backdoor and I spread his cheeks. The pighole was still firmly planted in his ass, but there was a steady stream of cream leaking out of the middle opening. I knew it was a mix of my NEG cum, and Will’s seed, which he had suggested was POZ. I lapped that mixture up, shivering the whole time. After a few minutes of sucking, the flow stopped, and my boy was weak at the knees. He lay on the floor and swallowed my cock, bobbing up and down a few times. Almost immediately I spurted a load right down his throat. I knew he’d be disappointed that my load hadn’t gone into his pig hole. He gulped and swallowed and chugged. The sound of him gagging on what must have been an enormous load kept me hard. He finally pulled off, my cum dripping down his chin. He pivoted around on his hands and knees, ass up, and begged me, "Pleeeease. Please breed my pig hole. I need more cum!" I aligned my sensitive dick up to that pig hole and eased myself in. I was rock hard, but my dick felt almost wounded from the hot sex we’d been having. Anyhow, I slid inside my boy and let him rock back onto me. He pumped back against my cock. Had I not just lost two loads, I would have cum right away. That tight wet pig hole squeezed my dick unbelievably good. I let him fuck himself on my dick for a few minutes, but knew it would take me a while to work up another load, so I suggested "Baby, let’s take a break… I have an idea. You want more dick, right?" With my dick sort of out of commission, or at least needing help, I thought it might be fun to log onto one of those apps on the phone and see who might be within a decent distance and hungry to fuck my boy still stretched out that that pig hole. I snapped some pics of his puffy ass and uploaded them to my profile. I saw a photo of a crotch stretching out a sweaty jockstrap and messaged the guy. His profile name was HUNG DAD. Woof. Sounded up my alley, and he was only a few miles away. The guy sent a few dick pics before he sent his face and body shots. He had a proud pot belly and an impressive gnarled cock. I have a thing for older guys, and I love the idea of seeing them use my boy. Maybe it’s a power play, but it gets me off. I told HUNG DAD that my boy was training his ass with a pig hole and was hungry for loads. He responded with a pic of his cock half embedded in a pig hole, the same red as my boy’s. He told me that he had a boy too, but he was away for the day entertaining a buddy. I sent our address and the guy said he’d be right over. Maybe ten minutes later, HUNG DAD arrived. He looked to be late-50s, with a shaved head and a salt-and-pepper handlebar mustache. I can imagine this guy starring in trucker porn. This stud’s big dick was visible through his tight denim shorts, right under his impressive low-hanging belly. His shorts were cut so short, I could see the straps on his jock peeking out under his beefy asscheeks. My boy licked his lips as he unbuttoned and forced down the guy’s shorts. HUNG DAD grunted approval down at my boy and oinked at me. He handed me his phone and told me to snaps some pics. I did, snapping away as my boy licked that stained jock pouch with his tongue, and then fished out a great big dick. I got a pic with my boy’s lips at the head of his glorious cock, and then with it shoved as deep down his throat as it would go. HUNG DAD pulled my boy off his cock and bent over, giving the order "Pig! Tongue my shithole. EAT IT." My boy followed orders and I snapped a few more pics. HUNG DAD took his phone back and told me to get my boy’s pig hole as slick with spit as it could be. While my boy and I ate ass at the same time, HUNG DAD was busy with his phone. I heard that familiar tone that he had texted someone a pic. He chuckled, then sent some more. Once he was satisfied that my boy’s sluttiness had been shared with a stranger, or several strangers, he put the phone down and reached around, grabbing the back of my boy’s head and forcing it into his ass. HUNG DAD craned his neck back to me and oinked yet again, commenting "Your boy is eating my boy’s cum outta my ass. That alright with you?" I nodded approval, not that there was anything I could have done to stop it. When he was satisfied with my boy’s job on his hole, HUNG DAD stood up and squatted down between my face and my boy’s hole ordering "‘Put me in him. My raw dick. His pig hole-stretched ass. Put me in him. You wanted this, remember?" I followed his order, spitting in my hand and getting his dick slippery, then easing the head inside my boy, sliding my hand down his cock as it disappeared into my boy’s ass. "Don’t neglect my balls, man," I heard him moan. I suckled his balls, one at a time, then both as he gently rocked back and forth into my boy. He was surprisingly gentle to be such a manly stud. He tenderly slid and out. His rhythm was steady and strong, all the way in, nearly all the way out. HUNG DAD’s phone made a noise as he got some response to my boy’s pics. He pulled out of my boy asking "‘You ready to finish the job, man?’" I was more than ready and slid into my boy, plowing away at that pig hole for a few minutes. He felt so wet! HUNG DAD alternated between busying himself with his phone and snapping more photos. What might have been intimate lovemaking between me and my boy was now becoming fodder for strangers to join in on, in person, putting their cum in his raw hole, and with those pics. Realizing that we might never know who HUNG DAD messaged, or what he or the other stranger, or strangers, would do with those pics, I shot my load deep into my boy’s sloppy piggy ass. HUNG DAD oinked at me again, taking some close-ups of my cock easing out of my boy, and then of my seed oozing out afterwards. He knelt down and lapped up a big glob, and then spit it onto his cock. He jammed it back into my boy, and I decided I’d talk dirty to him, and egg him on. "‘You gonna breed my boy? Gonna fill him up? Add your load to mine and let it soak in?" He oinked back, and started hammering my boy. Without slowing down his anal assault, HUNG DAD looked right at me, "You got it wrong, man. I’m adding my second load to him. I bred him nicely a few minutes ago, and you didn’t even notice. No more Mr. Nice Daddy. This time everyone will know it when I breed your boy!" Gesturing at his phone he grunted the word 'Video'. I understood what he wanted. Picking up his phone I recorded his fuck session, capturing his comments when he let loose a torrent of filth. "Stupid fucker. Sharing your boy’s raw hole with a perfect stranger. You didn’t ask status, didn’t ask me to wrap up or pull out. Whatever he catches from me is totally on you! YOU wanted this!" He was right, of course. But truth be told, were I not busy filming the fuck session, I would have been fisting my cock, so the truth of his comment was a cause for excitement, not remorse. My boy just moaned into the floor. Seeing HUNG DAD breed my boy was so fucking hot. He made sure to shoot his first squirt deep into that pig hole. He pulled out and looked not at me, but at the camera as he growled, "I'm seeding him deep! I'm breeding your fuck boy!!!" And he did. He pulled out and grabbed the phone, still recording, zooming into the scene of the crime to record a river of seed drooling out of my boy’s pig hole. He kept recording as he forced my face down there to lick it up, and as I kissed my boy, sharing the mixed loads in his ass with a kiss. HUNG DAD plopped himself down on the sofa remarking "‘Damn, boy," looking at my boy as he rolled over onto his back and fingered his puffy sore hole. "And you just started your pig training this morning?" My boy nodded and replied "Yeah, we made a new friend in the neighborhood. He’s got a huge dick. And we want him to fuck me. I need to loosen up to take his cock. Maybe you know him?" HUNG DAD chuckled, his belly shaking, "Yeah, I think your talking about Will. And we go way back. Come to mention it, I think I met him right in this room. Anyhow, Will and I share my boy sometimes. But more about how we met, and sharing my boy - that's for later." HUNG DAD went on directly to my boy as if I wasn’t even there asking "‘You have dinner plans? Wanna make this an afternoon of breeding and seeding?" My boy nodded. HUNG DAD CONTINUED "‘I was gonna share my boy at a blindfold BB BBQ tonight, but two boys will be twice as fun." My boy nodded in agreement. "‘Get yourself cleaned up, pig. You’re fucking filthy." My boy got up immediately and headed to the bathroom, but before he disappeared into the bathroom he detoured, giving me a kissed me full on the mouth. Then he ran out of the room. HUNG DAD looked at me explaining "‘So, when I’m in the room, you’re both mine. Understand? If I want to talk to you, I will. I only needed you to get into his ass the first time. Now, he’ll beg me for it. That leaves you out of the picture, man. You can watch, and join in, but only when I say so. Got it?" I nodded, getting hard again, especially when HUNG DAD added "Unless, you wanna bottom too, and be one of my boys." I grinned before I could stop myself. "Yeah. You need to start pig training too," HUNG DAD announced. To be continued…

Please let us enjoy the private club very soon . A very hot story !!!!!!! Loved the following line … I think you must have been enjoying your morning gift…’ He winked as we smiled back at him and then leaned forward to whisper, ‘Gift is German for poison, you know…’ We kept grinning, I felt my hole wink knowing toxic seed was simmering inside me. ‘I hope he lubed you both up… I might need some distraction on this ride…

When I want to bottom, even now that I'm older, what works for me the best is to present myself as a very slutty bottom. At the sauna, park or darkroom I wear a short with a hole. If I have a room I hang hot signs making it clear that I'm a slutty bottom and a cumhole. There's something hot about bottoms who are proud cumholes that makes even bottoms want to fuck those bottoms. It's happened to me many times. Yesterday I was talking to a guy I met in Craigslist advertising myself as an anonnymous cumhole. A couple of months ago he came to get sucked in my gloryhole and then asked to fuck me. It turns out he's a total bottom who just got turned on by the action being anonymous. Once at a sauna, same thing. I was in my darkened room wearing my shorts with a glow in the dark circle around the hole and a sign on the wall saying "Cream my hole". A guy came in, started to fuck me and bred my hole. Then he said, "I'm a bottom but that hole turned me on". My advice, present yourself as a very slutty bottom.

If you're out and about, try wearing your keys on a belt loop on your right hand side...some guys still know what flagging is. If I'm in a sauna, I tend to assume that if a guy is wearing a towel and showing some butt cleavage, he's looking to get fucked. Speaking personally, I don't make an assumption about which position a guy prefers based on his looks.mannerisms. If you're finding tops aren't hitting on you at the rate you'd like, why not be a little more agressive and approach them...?

I always find - at least in my area - that there simply are way more bottoms than tops. I'm a totally versatile guy, would love to be fucked just as often as I fuck, but I seem to meet bottoms almost exclusively. I am approached by guys who want me to breed their asses all the time, but I need to initiate every contact with another top myself. I don't know if it is because of a 'top exterior appearance' I might have, or because most tops might like the bottoms to make the first step...?