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007 - Ruined Raff opened the door. He and Dev said nothing as Dev entered. Raff just nodded down the hallway towards us, then went back into Jesse’s room. Dev stomped towards us, his chunky boots making each step feel like it was shaking the room. That tattoo really did go everywhere. His face was covered in so much black ink, a person would be forgiven for not even realizing he was white, from a distance. His hair was a short mohawk, and he had a look of pure fury on his face. He wore a white vest, though even as he entered the front room, he pulled it off and threw it to one side. He took one look at Jesse. “Fuck off.” He barked, and those two words were the closest thing to a complete sentence I’d ever hear him say. Jesse instantly shot off and, winking at me, scampered off towards his room. I was completely alone, with this diseased madman. He gripped me by the hair and yanked me off the sofa, onto my knees. My scalp burned with pain, and I let out a yelp, but Dev clearly didn’t care. He thrust my face into his denim crotch, and instantly, the smell of his body filled me. It was disgusting and intoxicating at the same time. I tried pulling away, terrified by how rough he was, but that only made it worse, as he slapped me with the hand that wasn’t holding me in place. Once he was sure I’d stopped resisting, that hand went to his belt buckle. In one smooth movement, he got everything undone and pulled his cock out - no underwear to slow him down. It was a deadly weapon hanging before me, not quite fully hard yet, but still huge. The chunk of metal hanging out of the tip must have added a couple of extra pounds to the weight by itself. It scraped against my teeth as he forced it into my mouth. There was nothing for me to do except kneel and take it. I was powerless. Dev didn’t even let me control how to suck his cock, he just held my head still and fucked my mouth. His dick wasn’t as big as Raff’s, but the piercing made it much harder to manage, and Dev showed no mercy. I choked and gagged, snorting out of my nose, which earned me another smack. It was all I could do to keep my teeth open wide enough to not cause any problems. The feeling of the piercing bashing against the back of my throat made me want to throw up, but I knew that Dev wouldn’t stop even if I did, so I forced myself to keep it under control. It went on for what felt like ages, but I couldn’t get used to it the way that I would with any other dick. The shape of the piercing, and the force of Dev’s thrusts always felt unnatural, never becoming any easier to take. I couldn’t tell how deep he went, but my lips were definitely reaching the black tattoo. For a minute, I thought I might actually die choking on this monstrous cock, but it finally came to an end. Dev pulled out of my throat one last time, then smacked me once more, hard enough that, in my weak and confused state, I lost my balance and fell. My face was a mess, I could tell. My eyes were streaming tears down my face, while mucus and saliva dribbled out of my nose and mouth. Dev didn’t even seem to notice, much less mind. While I was trying to find my way back onto my knees, he went over to the mirror and made a line for himself. Judging by the length of the snort I heard, it must have been a pretty big one. I’d barely stabilized myself when Dev was back on me. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up, throwing me face down onto the sofa. Holding me down by the back of the neck with one hand, I felt the other on the buttplug that I had completely forgotten was there. The force he yanked it out at made me yelp, but my ass didn’t stay empty for long. I felt something cold and wet against my hole, as the piercing pushed into me, and then he was inside me. That infected monster was about to breed me, and I couldn’t stop him. He showed no more mercy on my ass than he did on my throat. With nothing more than my spit and the leftover lube from the plug, he rammed himself into me. I yelled out, but he didn’t relent. In just a couple of thrusts, I could feel his balls slapping against me, the full length of him tearing my ass apart. “Holy fuck!” I yelled. “Holy fucking fuck!” A couple more thrusts, and Dev was freely, easily pounding into me. My ass offered so little resistance to him, it was as if I got fucked like this every day of the week. My body was nothing more than a useless hole for Dev to fuck, but my head was swimming in the cocktail of drugs I’d dunked it into. Jesse’s voice seemed to echo around my head. He’s given me his gift. He’s made me like him. And Dev is going to do the same to you. I let out moans and whimpers. We’ll both be free. No more fucking around with condoms and stupid rules. We can fuck like real men. Unbidden, images of Raff breeding Jesse came back into my head. My stomach felt like it was churning in a storm. For a minute, I thought I was still going to be sick, but I realized it was something else. Dev pulled out of me completely, and for a foolish second, I actually thought he was finished. But instead, he flipped me over onto my back. I looked up at him, and what I saw was horrific, like some devil standing over me. He was sweaty and his face looked furious. I realized, far too late, that the symbol on his stomach was a biohazard mark. Some voice in the back of my brain found that quite funny. But it wasn’t the sight of him that horrified me. What horrified me was my own cock, rock hard, begging for attention. Dev pushed my legs up to get at my hole, and rammed himself back into me. He got something he always wanted, he just needs a few minutes to accept it, Raff’s voice said. Dev’s face twisted into a wicked grin as he stared straight into my eyes. Sweat dripped down from his face, onto mine. A drop landed near my lips and instinctively, I licked it up. There are people who would die for my cum. Dev shifted his arms, and suddenly, his hands were wrapping around my neck. Dev’s become a lot more fucked up since he came off his meds. His grip tightened. He was strangling me, and my cock felt like it was going to explode. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck’ was all I could say, though with Dev choking me, it sounded more like weak grunts and gurgles than any kind of actual word. I was getting light headed, and my vision started going funny. Things went blurry, and Dev’s tattoos looked like they were moving. Was this a hallucination? I’d never hallucinated before. My brain made Dev’s face take on all sorts of horrific forms. One second, black horns seemed to be erupting from the tattoos on his head. The next, he looked like he was snarling like some horrible beast. For a moment, Dev was gone completely, replaced by anyone my mind felt like conjuring. Jesse, Reese, Raff, old partners and fuck buddies, even a teacher I’d had a crush on back in school. “Look at me!” Dev growled, and my eyes suddenly refocused on him. His face was turning red and he was gritting his teeth. His hands were still at my throat, though not quite so tight. He must have realized just how close to passing out I was. “Fuck! Fuck! Fucking take it, you cunt! Take it!” He yelled so loud it hurt my ears. He slammed all the way into my ass, and I could feel him erupt into me. It felt like an eternity as his balls unloaded their filth into my waiting ass, and I let out a long moan in time with the growling grunt that Dev was making. He started bucking his hips, fucking his load into me, even before he’d finished pumping it out. He stayed in me for a while longer, and we just looked at each other. His wicked grin was back, and he licked his lips, which made me smile, despite myself. My cock was still rock hard between us, but I didn’t want to do anything with it. All I cared about was the feeling in my hole. I’d been converted. That piercing must have torn my insides up, and Dev felt like he’d cum enough to fill a bathtub. There was no way his gift wasn’t already in my bloodstream. If I felt any panic about that then, the drugs completely drowned it out. Dev leaned forwards. I thought he was going to kiss me for a minute, but instead, he simply licked up the side of my face, tasting my sweat and leaving a trail of spit. He must have noticed my dick getting squashed between our stomachs, because when he moved back up, he looked down at it. With a gross snorting sound, Dev spat on my cock. The feeling made me gasp. He took hold of me, pumping my dick and covering it in his spit. It felt good. Finally, I felt him pull out of me. My body felt completely ruined, and all I could do was lay there, covered in all our fluids, as he pulled his jeans back up. Without another word, or even a look back, Dev turned and left the room, grabbing his vest as he went. A moment later, I heard the front door slam shut.

I have a male/male couple I met a couple years ago. One guy is a vers bottom and the other is total bottom. I see them once in awhile when I'm horny and they can host. Yesterday I was so fucking horned up I was looking online for some ass. My buddy was online and we chatted about they needing dick and me needing ass. Well, within an hour I was at their place with my clothes off and getting a nice blow job. We put on the porn and all started getting hard. It was so hot watching the vers guy get hard and slowly slide up bottom guy's hole. His dick is a bit bigger than mine and watching it go in and out of the hole was amazing. My cock was stiff and at attention. Bottom guy was lubricated but the amazing thing is that when turned on his ass actually lubes it self somehow. The result is a smooth as hell fuck and it draws out your cum. Vers guy is thrusting in and out. Bottom is pumping his ass back against vers guy. It was hot watching this couple fucking and doing things to each other that had them moaning and groaning with pleasure. My cock was dripping. Vers guy started pumping his cock deeper and deeper inside bottom guy. Bottom guy is almost shouting with joy at his hole being wrecked and pounded. I was behind them stroking my cock watching the action as vers guy shot a huge load inside bottom hole. His cock and balls contracting as he filled his partner up with seed. Of course that makes me so fucking hot. I love sliding inside a wet hole. Nothing better. As soon as vers guy gets off I tell bottom guy not to move and I climb on top of him.. My hard cock slides back and forth against his hole. Every time the head of my cock rubs his ass hole we both moan with pleasure. My cock finds it target and I slide inside. I thrust and pump..It feels so great. My bare cock deep inside his warm wet hole. I fuck and fuck and finally I can feel mycock starting to expand. I hit some poppers and boom my load shoots out and deep inside him. I didn't miss a beat as I kept fucking his hole and shot another load inside shortly after. As I get off and lay back to rest, vers guy swoops on my cock and cleans it off. He lovingly sucks my cock and eats my cum. HOT. ATM is so hot. I am getting hard.. Vers guy lays on his stomach (my favorite. I can pound hard) and spreads his cheeks wide apart. "Please fuck me" is all he had to say. I'm on top fucking and pumping. Sooner than later (too soon) I start shooting another load deep inside his hole. Total of 3 loads so far. We chill and relax a bit before I start fucking bottom again. All told I spent 3 hours there fucking and gave out 6-7 loads..Pure bliss!!

Jeff and I left the resort and took a taxi to the airport as there were no ubers back then. In the cab, I was thinking about the load Jeff had filled me with just before checkout. As we exited the cab, before entering the terminal, Jeff pulled out two Benson and Hedges menthols and handed me one. I lit mine and took a long deep drag. Jeff commented to how expertly I exhaled the smoke. Walking to the security area I again thought about the loads I had taken over the last three days. Taking our seats I just looked at Jeff with total lust. Thinking about how he had made me feel so special. I put my hand on my recently pierced ear and rotated the piercing studs as I had been instructed. The plane was jetting down the runway when Jeff leaned into my ear and whispered something that was ominous. Todd I should have told you that your uncle and I are both HIV positive and off of our meds. After what we did this weekend, you are probably poz too I was feeling quite conflicted. Three days ago I was a virgin and today I might be on my way to being HIV positive. Then I felt the urge to fart, but when I did all I felt was something warm and wet between my briefs and my crotch. Our plane landed and Uncle Pete was waiting for us at baggage claim. He noticed my ear and just winked at Jeff and me. Heading to Uncle Pete's car he pulled out his pack of Benson and Hedges menthols, and Jeff said "hand one of those to Todd." Uncle Pete just smiled and said, "you've grown up a lot this weekend, Toddy." More to come(cum). Let me know how you like this post, 97% is somewhat fictional but not all.

Part 11 “Alright Rob, it’s my turn now; help lube me up will you?” Rob smiled and grabbed a lube bottle. “No not with that – fish out some of your cum from that little hole and lube me up properly; you know cum makes the best lube – we’re co-stars remember?” Rob chuckled as he dug his fingers into Pablo’s winking ass hole to scoop out some of his freshly deposited cum. “Don’t be afraid to scrape the sides to make sure you get enough; as you can see its going to take a lot of lube to cover my throbbing monster.” Rob did as he was told and started applying the pink tinged cum to Dolf's cock. Rob could barely get his hand around Dolf’s engorged cock so it took a minute or two to fully coat it with cum. Dolf grinned and winked at Rob, “Add a couple of small shards to the end because he is going to need a little bump for this ride; OK, now watch this.” Dolf then slowly pushed the big head past Pablo’s sphincter. Pablo gasped at the entry but was soon silenced as someone stepped up to effectively gag him with another cock. As Rob watched, it appeared as if the scorpion was indeed crawling into a cavern and then it would back its way out. Rob stared at the sight for a few minutes; back and forth, back and forth, it was hypnotizing for him to watch as Dolf stretched open Pablo’s hole and the black scorpion creeped into the widening entrance. “Time to give this new whore a pounding he’ll never forget, as well as a souvenir from his trip that will last a lifetime.” Dolf grunted while he began to actively punish Pablo’s hole harder and faster. Rob felt like he was going to get knocked off the stage with all the activity from Dolf thrusting and swinging Pablo back and forth in the sling, so he backed down the stairs to give Dolf some room and enjoy the show. At the bottom of the stairs, Rob spied a couple of smiling familiar faces. Standing there were Jesse the bartender and short muscle stud Cody whom he had met earlier in that night. “Hey guys, what’s up?” The pair each grabbed one of Rob’s nipples and tweaked it while patting him on the back for a job well done. Cody smiled and said “You just threw down an awesome fuck Rob, you really showed your colors as a true Dominant Top by the way you so skillfully used that jock butt and took his cherry!” “I have to agree, it was really hot watching you fuck; based on that performance, maybe you should consider porn as a career,” added Jesse. “How was that hot hairy little soccer stud ass,” asked Jesse. These two were really building Rob’s ego and he loved the attention. “The ass was really tight, I had to work while drilling it to get him to open up and take my cock; although the T we gave him helped him adjust and comply.” They all nodded in agreement. “That’s pretty evident now from the way the cock slut is moaning while Dolf is fucking him,” said Jesse. “He has certainly come to realize he was meant to be a cock craving bottom.” It was true, Pablo was not only enjoying being fucked in his altered state, but he was being quite vocal about it. Jesse then added, “Well, I am going to give him a ride next; I’m sure he will positively love my big pierced cock up his ass.” “Excuse me while I go give soccer boy a little taste of it while Dolf finishes up.” “It looks like you are having a great time,” said a voice from behind Rob. Rob turned and replied “You have this habit of sneaking up behind me Nick; but yes I am having a fucking fantastic time.” “Thanks again for inviting me as a guest member.” “This guest band thing is a great idea by the way; if I lived closer I’d join and be here every week.” “Happy to see you are having a good time, remember if you need anything to let me know.” “Just find me when you are ready to leave,” replied Nick. Cody jumped on that statement and said “Oh he can’t leave yet, he still owes me a rematch at the race fucking station!” The three roared in laughter. From the stage, Dolf started a different kind of roar, one to indicate that he was shooting his load into Pablo’s abused ass. Dolf pumped his fist in the air as he shot his load. He slapped Pablo’s ass hard after he shot the final volley of cum inside Pablo and pulled out. Pablo started to whine “Please fill my ass; I feel so empty and need more cock.” He didn’t have to wait long; Jesse stepped up to fill the void and shoved his pierced cock into the gaping ass. Dolf joined Rob, Cody and Nick at the base of the stage. “That was fun, glad you got him loosened up a little for me bro; I probably wouldn’t have gotten my cock in without your help.” “We make good co-stars man,” replied Rob. Dolf grinned ear to ear and nodded, “Yeah converted that jock boy in more ways than one; I imagine his mouth and ass are going to get a lot of further use the rest of the night.” “When his friends and team mates see some video of his new found skills, I think he is going to be real popular back at college as well.” “A little video evidence will do wonders to cement his new status as the soccer team cock whore,” added Cody. Nick just chuckled and said “Yes indeed; probably starting when he returns to their hotel and with the drive back to campus in Texas.” “Hey Rob, let’s grab a drink and relax while you recover from that epic spit roast fuck.” “I don’t want you to claim you are at a disadvantage for our rematch,” said Cody with a smirk. After the pair walked off to the refreshment stand, Rolf turned to Nick and said, “Did you get the shots you needed; he’s not too smart is he?” A huge evil grin appeared on Nick’s face. “Yes we did and no he is not; his hormones have taken total control and he is absolutely clueless.”

The screaming in the other room is getting louder every minute but I have this large beautiful dick I want to keep service.In the meantime, my brother is getting spit roasted by Mr.Smith and his boy and is in heaven. The boy I'm with says you want to see what all the fun is going on in the other room and he leads me by the hand through another door. We see him in a sling being slammed and a fist up his hole and the screams have gone to moans of pleasure as he has now taken that fist to the elbow and later he was being punch fisted and liking it. I was asked how much do I want to party and I laugh as I mix my own slam as he smiled and said you are a slut as after I was finish coughing he pushes me my back into the sling as I see a bag of Blue Tea being open up and a nice big piece is pulled out and put into my hole. He asks If I have ever been fisted and I say once by Mr. Jackson, he smiles as he has 3 fingers in my hole as the burning from the booty bump is gone and the feeling of the tina in my hole has taken over and I'm flying as I'm handed poppers and take few deep breaths as his fist goes in. The feeling of the fist in me and how full I feel is fantastic as I see on the TV screen which is broadcasting the 3 of us to whoever subscribed to Mr.Smith webcast. I now have a really big dick near my mouth and open it, soon I'm getting face fuck and fisted at the same time and I don't know which one feels better. Soon he removes his fist and the one who was face fucking me now put his hand in me and it is large as I'm given another booty bump and poppers and then his hand goes in once he sees I'm ok so he proceeds to insert his dick in me also. The feeling of his hand and dick is just wow and when he cums he is grunting with the sling moving from the force from his body weight trying to go as deep as he can. When he withdraws the boy who I was with has his face between my legs and his tongue is cleaning the cum from my hole as I try to squirt out a little more for him to enjoy. The boy who my brother and I brought who we knock up with our strain of HIV is still in the sling getting fuck and fisted from many, then Mr.Smith that this boy will leave here with every toxic strain of HIV, Hep A, B, C and many more S.T.I. for saying Mr.Jackson Blue Tea was junk. I see my brother as we hug each other and he is so wrecked just like me and we ask for a place to crash, we fall to sleep in each other arms just like we did growing up in the orphanage. After we wake up we talk with Mr.Jackson about what to do with the boy we brought here. Let me know if you want more. Thank You to all who have posted and loved it.

I don't really write that often (or ever before, to be specific), so let me know what you guys think. +++ I probably should've been more careful. I've lived with my uncle for a while now, having moved there when my dad was sent off to prison. My mom had died not long after I was born, which left me being sent to the closest relatives I had. Turned out that was my uncle Eric. He was a good guy, but these days, he was pretty busy. The auto shop he worked at had acquired a contract with a major local rental company and handled most of their repairs. Today, like most days, he was off working at the shop, probably late into the evening. I was used to that. What I wasn't used to was having dad back home. When I was a kid a ten year sentence sounded like an eternity. In reality, time passes quickly, and he's been nothing but an absolute dick since he'd gotten out. Eric had tried to get him a job at the shop, but that quickly went south, since dad didn't take kindly to being ordered around. Prison hadn't done him any favors in that department, and my uncle said he was a surly bastard before that. I don't remember too much of him from before, really, but he sure as hell hadn't gotten nicer. Seeing as Eric was gone all day as usual, I guess I'd assumed dad would be out, too. He was supposed to be headed to follow up on a few job opportunities today, and Eric had dropped him off in town in the morning. I had stayed home, as usual, and when the gardener had come around during mid-day, we did our usual thing. Mitch was the first (and only) guy I'd fucked. He'd been my uncle's gardener for years, and given all the work he did around the house, he had a muscular, rugged frame. He was a local guy, about fifteen or so years older than me. There were more days than I could count where I'd spent the afternoon sitting at the window, watching him haul his sweaty shirt off his body to reveal that bearish physique, hairy body dripping with sweat. I was a teenager the first time he caught me trying to get a peek at his dick, and after pleading with him not to tell my uncle Eric, I managed to convince him to let me have a good look. A good look turned into a blow job (which apparently, I was a natural at), and before long, we had a steady routine with him going out, doing the yard work, then coming inside and stripping down, lowing his hairy, beefy body on top of me to fuck my face and throat. Admittedly, that was easier said than done; he had a meaty seven inch cock, and it had taken some getting used to when he'd thrust it down my throat in the throes of a good skullfuck. Of course, it didn't take too long for him to go further south and have a go at my hole. That truly had been an undertaking, but once he was balls deep in me, I couldn't get enough of it. We only got worse then, even getting me to convince my uncle that the yard needed more upkeep. Every time he came over now, he spent more time pounding me than out in the yard. That's what we were up to today, with him up on top of me, groaning with delight. "Jesus, Mason, I can feel your pussy pulling me in," he panted, sweat dripping down from his brow onto my chest. I could feel the entire bed rocking with his thrusts, my body bouncing back and forth with it as well. I kept an ear out for the sound of my uncle's bike pulling up, as that was usually our cue to pack up and get decent, though at this point in the day, I figured there was little chance that would happen. Imagine my surprise, then, when the sensation of Mitch's shaft pumping in and out of me was interrupted by the sound of the door slamming open. Mitch fell off of me in a surprised heap, and behind him was my dad, his face looking bewildered. I wasn't really sure how to react; after all, I was naked, with my hole exposed right then and there. "The FUCK is this, boy?" his voice snarled out, and I could hear Mitch scrambling to his feet, stuttering as he gathered up his clothes. He didn't even take the condom off before pulling his underwear on. For his part, my dad glanced over at him, scoffed a bit, then turned back to me, ignoring the other man in the room while he stared me down. "You got me out looking for jobs when apparently we've a perfectly good whore on our hands right here," he said, and I found myself stammering, not even sure how to respond. Mitch was bright red, his clothes barely hanging on as he bolted out of the door. I could hear the door slam downstairs, my heart racing as dad stood there, leering. "Well? Anything to say?" "D-Dad, I swear, it's not like that," I stammer, and he leers at me, grinning now. "Well, I'm gonna tell you how it's gonna be now," he says, latching the door shut. I made a move to get off the bed, but he quickly shouted, "Stay right as you are, boy. I didn't tell you to get dressed." I froze, my heart hammering away. I could smell the booze on him from here; clearly, he'd gone out and gotten drunk instead of going to get a job as he'd said. He made his way over to the bed, shrugging off his coat as he did. "I'm gonna see about getting in touch with a couple of my buddies to find some men looking for some tight pussy to fuck. You're gonna do what they ask, they're gonna pay me, and that's that. You understand?" "Dad, I --" I started, but the look he gave me was enough to convince me otherwise. I could see his jaw twitch, and I paled, for once wishing my uncle would get home early. Dad seemed satisfied by my silence, then continued. "On that note, it's been too damn long since I got a chance to breed some hole. Given that you're all ready to go, I'm gonna be your first John," he said, then reached down to pull off his shirt. I had avoided him since he'd gotten back, and so I had yet to see what he looked like shirtless. His torso was covered in varous tattoos, some of them there from when I was a kid, but others entirely new. The one that stood out the most was the one right above his groin: a biohazard symbol, much cleaner and newer than the ones around it. I was no fool; I knew exactly what that meant. Apparently, the look on my face said it too, as a predatory grin spread across dad's face once he looked up from taking his jeans off. "Looks like I don't need to explain the next part." Now fully naked, I found myself trying to crawl away from him, his massive form dwarfing mine. I'd inherited his beefy build, sure, but given how much younger I was and the fact that he'd been lifting weights longer than I'd been alive, he was an absolute beast of a bear, barrel-chested with a beefy gut and thick limbs. I felt one hand reach and grab at my leg while the other pinned me down, the weight seeming impossibly huge as I felt him force my leg up to my chest. "It's gonna hurt, boy, but you might as well start getting used to it," he said, roughly folding me up with his weight as his hand slammed down over my lips, muffling my protests. I could feel my heart racing in my chest, the terrible reality of the situation setting in. I struggled, but all I could really do was wriggle around under him, flexing and whimpering helplessly. Meanwhile, I could feel his hairy body rubbing against me, his cock slapping up against my beefy ass. I could feel it pulsing, growing thicker with every second. He rubbed it back and forth down my crack, sighing some as he threw his head back. "Can't wait to hear what the guys say when I tell them I've found a pussy for us to use," he said, and even as I struggled, he moved his hardening shaft back, letting it slide downward until the head was right at the still-open entrance to my hole. There was no warning, no preparation. He didn't even lube it up before pushing forward and sliding into me. Luckily for me, Mitch had lubed up before fucking me, but even then, given how much bigger my dad was, it was impossible not to cry out into his hand, my hole burning. "Holy shit, that's tight," he chuckled, whistling a bit to himself. I could see him grinning even with the tears blurring my vision, and as my hole tightened in protest, he increased the pressure, forcing it deeper and deeper, splitting me in two. I gasped out in agony, his hand only tightening. When that hairy groin finally pressed up against my ass, I felt like he was punching me in the gut with it, my belly aching from the feeling of it pressing in. He held it there for a brief moment, savoring the first hole he'd fucked in months. "See, there you go, relax," he said, chuckling to himself. It still hurt like hell, but indeed, now that he had no more cock to force in me, my body was forced to adjust, slowly relaxing around his thick girth. He pulled back, the burning coming back some, though not nearly as horribly as the pain of him forcing in. Still, it was by no means pleasant as he rammed back and forth into me. my hole losing the bit of relaxation it had attained before. The bed rocked loudly, his hips slapping against mine as he bore down on me from above, his face looming over mine, sneering as he ruthlessly thrusted away. "That's right, slut, you know what's coming to you, you know what this means..." He chuckled to himself, closing his eyes and enjoying my hole. "I've knocked up every bitch I've ever fucked, Mason, and now I'm gonna knock you up, too," he grunted, then panted out in erratic, short bursts, his thrusts growing frenzied and brutal. I could feel my hole get wet, stinging now, and with a snarl, he rammed his cock in deep. I knew he was cumming, and I could do little more than whimper in response. After what felt like a few minutes, he pulled his cock out of me, still panting. My hole ached, though I was glad it was seemingly over with, as his hand left my mouth. I remained limp underneath him, resigned to it now that his load was oozing out of my ass. What was the point? I knew what that tattoo meant, and what was no doubt in store for me next. Even as he rolled over onto the bed beside me, reaching down beside it to fish his phone out of his pants, I remained there, a bit scared to even try getting up without permission. Dad looked through his phone for a bit, then grinned, putting it aside. "Alright, cunt, my friend will be here in a bit... Now, turn around and get on all fours. You're ready for your second dose of daddy's venom..."

Went to my local park this Sunday just after dark and met up for the 4th time with a hot guy whom I've sucked off and swallowed his load twice and he fucked me once before with a condom. The first time he fucked me, I told him I like it raw and to forget the condom but he insisted and kept it on. But this time he wanted to fuck me again, so I let him. He put on the damn condom and fucked me with it for awhile. Then, he pulled out for a second or so, and then I felt his raw cock go into my asshole without him saying anything. I decided to not say anything about it and pretended I didn't notice in case it might have freaked him out. He then fucked me hard and after a minute or two, I could feel his huge, juicy load shoot inside my hole. He left me dripping, I touched my hole, felt some of his jizz and licked it to make sure it was jizz and it was. I am poz undetectable but it was still damn hot to get stealthed again like that. I wonder if he will bother with the condom next time.

Nice. I have them all - leather, rubber, cotton, spandex... I prefer the cotton or cotton blend ones for long wear and easy clean up.

New FB. Moved to my town very recently. Insatiable horny hairy fucker who loves to dump sloppy seconds (or thirds) in long sessions. Only a few years younger than me but has the stamina and sex drive of a much younger guy. Nice thick 7" and huge low hangers. Perfect! Came over several times in the weekend and this week. Again pumped two loads in me last night and tried for a third (which didn't happen but my hole feels I had a truck in there...). And he's in the army! I'm in lust.... He can easily become a FWB

Way too horny tonight so after dinner went to bookstore. Been topping alot lately, so was happy when a guy around my age, but skinny, started rubbing my hairy ass. I handed him my lube and told him to have fun. He fingered me a while, then I leaned forward against a wall to give him access. He wasted no time sliding in what felt to be about a nice thick 7" cock. Just what I needed. He fucked slow, and ran his hands up and down my back as he moved in and out. I heard him breathing harder, so I looked back at him and told him to shoot it in me deep. He picked his pace up and sunk in one last time before unloading his nut in me. He stood still for what felt like a minute before I could feel his cock softening, and then slid out. I pulled my jeans up and turned around in time to see him walking away. I hung around looking for more, and found a 20 something fat kid jerking off to a video. He had a hog of a cock though, so after watching him a few minutes I asked if he'd like to try my ass out. He didn't say a word, but waved his pecker at me, so I got on a bench near him and pulled my jeans down again. He lined up to my hole and pushed in all at once, and fuck if he didn't tear me a bit, despite me already having one load in me. His fat cock and the tear meant it was rough going for me for a while, but the pain finally subsided and the last few minutes of the fuck felt really great. My cock was leaking like a faucet by the time he nutted. When he pulled out, I could feel his load start to run down my thigh. I pulled my pants up and sat down on bench, just in time to hear him say I got his cock bloody. "Ya shoved it in pretty fast, man, what the fuck you expect?" was my reply. He just scowled and walked away. So despite being pissed by his attitude (and yet horny thinking my blood might work its way into the fucker somehow) I still hadn't nutted. Eventually a porky bearded cub came in, so I jerked my cock in front of him to get his attention, and was able to dump my load down his throat and call it a night.

Part 10 About 2 minutes later two burly leather men with executioner’s masks emerged from a side door and started leading a handcuffed and shackled stud toward the sling. They had to hold him up and half carry him as he shuffled toward the stage. It appeared he was very stoned on something. The stud was a sight to behold; he had a slim muscular body with absolutely stunningly developed legs and ass. He was obviously of Latin descent with black hair and olive skin. His chest, legs and ass had a nice covering of black fur. “Who is that and what is going on,” asked Rob. “I heard his name is Pablo, he’s a college student originally from Spain here in the US on a soccer scholarship and is here in town for a little fun; I heard he is basically straight but has a lot of bi fantasies and wanted to live some of them out,” replied Dolf. When they reached the sling, the two leather men removed the handcuffs and shackles and lifted Pablo into the sling and proceeded to tightly strap him in. Dolf then continued his commentary with, “I think we should help him out and convert him to the true bottom that he wants to become.” There was some truth to Dolf’s description of Pablo. He was a college soccer player from Spain who was on a full soccer scholarship at a big university in Texas. He had come to New Orleans with a couple of team mates for a few days of drinking and wild fun. That was the basic info that had been posted to the club’s website in order to promote the party this evening. However, the bi fantasy part stretched the truth a little. Pablo was one of those athletic guys who were constantly horny and he loved to have his cock sucked. It was actually one of his team mates that had introduced him to the idea that a mouth was a mouth and that gay guys would gladly suck his cock if he let them. He had found that gays seemed to be so much better at sucking cock and so he frequently sought them out. He was particularly prone to connect with a gay cock sucker when he had been drinking; it was so much easier to find a blow and go with gay men. As far as anything else though, he was strictly hetero. The last couple of days Pablo and six of his team mates had been partying in New Orleans. They had settled into a routine of sleeping all day, drinking all night and looking to get laid. Pablo found it quite easy to barhop with his buddies and then sneak off to one of the gay bars and quickly find a guy to suck his cock in a back alley or other secluded spot. He’d then zip up, rejoin his friends, have a few more drinks and then sneak off again to get his cock sucked by another willing mouth. Pablo’s plans backfired on him last night. It may have been the derogatory names he called the guys who serviced his cock or perhaps it was the jealous boyfriend who found out about Pablo’s use of his partner’s mouth. Whatever the reason, the last guy he intended to use was ready for him. So when they headed outside the bar to have some fun, the ”target” secretly drugged Pablo’s drink in his to go cup. The two walked a block or so down the street and ducked in between two houses; Pablo downed the drink while his intended cock sucker was on his knees and unzipping his fly. Pablo didn’t know what hit him and suddenly could barely stand. He was then helped into a car. He awoke the next day naked and bound to a bed. His friends had texted him in the afternoon when they had finally rolled out of bed wondering where he was. They did receive a text back from Pablo’s phone saying he was fine. The text also said that he had just hooked up and would catch up with them later, so they thought nothing of his mysterious absence. After all, that was goal they all had when they planned this trip. The pic sent from Pablo’s phone showing a pair of lips wrapped around his cock just reassured them that their friend was having a good time. So they left him alone and hit the streets to resume their partying and try to get lucky themselves. Pablo had spent most of the day hopped up on X and learning to suck cock. Other than an occasional finger pushing in some Tina crystals, his ass was still intact. He was edged and primed for hours until it came time for the main event at the party, at which time he was administered a heavy slam and led into the party to the sling. Dolf leaned into Rob and starting telling him how hot it was going to be to fuck the tight soccer jock. “Tell you what, why don’t you go first and get him opened up for me; sharing this bottom and putting on a show will be just like we talked about!” Dolf patted Rob’s ass and they ascended the stairs to put on a show. Pablo’s was softly moaning “I’m so horny, please somebody help me, please…. please… please.” “You hear that Rob, he’s begging for our cocks; look at that tight hairy hole it’s just quivering to be filled.” Dolf stuck his index finger up the jock’s hole and rubbed Pablo’s prostrate. Pablo squirmed at the intrusion, but in his drugged state all he could do was moan in pleasure. “This hole is nice and tight, feels like it could be cherry; you ready to bust the cherry?” “Hell yeah,” Rob chanted. “Let me in there!” Rob then stuck his finger in Pablo’s ass alongside Dolf’s finger. “You’re right; this hole does feel like we have a virgin here.” Dolf winked then leaned in and started deep kissing Rob while grabbing his ass with his other hand. After a couple of minutes of making out, he broke away from the kiss and said “Let me go to the front and feed him while you pluck that cherry.” As he was leaving, someone handed them a small baggie with some Tina shards and a couple of bottles of poppers. “Take a nice big shard and put it on the end of your cock when you get ready to enter that ass.” “Make sure to drive that shard deep!” When Dolf got to the front of the sling he took a big hit of the poppers then forced Pablo to do the same. With that he stuck the head of his monster cock into Pablo’s awaiting mouth, gave thumbs up to Rob and announced to the gathered crowd, “Time to convert this bi-boy to the true bottom he is really meant to be.” The crowd started chanting “Fuck him!” “Fuck him!” “Bust that cherry jock ass!” “Convert him to a bottom!” “Fuck him!” ”Fuck him!” With that encouragement from the crowd, Rob lined up and drove his fat 8” and the Tina shard deep up Pablo’s ass in a single thrust. Pablo started to yelp when Rob’s cock suddenly impaled him, but not much sound escaped his mouth since it was filled with Dolf’s cock. What the sudden cock thrust did succeed in doing was to cause Pablo to open is mouth wider because of the shock of the sudden intrusion. That gave Dolf the opportunity to push a few more inches of his cock down Pablo’s throat. Rob decided to let the sling do the work for him. He grabbed Pablo’s muscular calves and pulled him onto his hard cock like a Flesh Jack, then pushed him away forcing Rolf’s cock deeper into his mouth as his cock exited the ass. It was a beautiful example of spit roasting a bottom – back and forth, back and forth. Eventually Pablo just let the feeling of being fucked and fed take over and just moaned in pure pleasure. The crowd was going wild and chanting for them to pick up the pace, so Rob started moving the sling back a forth harder and faster. Rob yelled over to Dolf, “I think I am getting close I can’t keep this up much longer.” In response, Dolf pulled his cock out of Pablo’s mouth and stepped up behind Rob. He fed Rob some poppers and started making out with him. He pinched and tweaked Rob’s nipples with one hand and groped his ass and pushed him forward into the fuck with the other. Rob was on such sensory overload he didn’t even mind his ass being groped; he just interpreted it as a way to encourage him to fuck harder. Dolf started licking his ear and was whispering for Rob to fuck that hole harder and really open up the jock pussy for him. Fifteen minutes later Rob could not hold it back any longer and he shot a massive load up Pablo’s ass. The feeling of the orgasm made his knees buckle. Dolf held him up by the ass while he looked back over Rob’s shoulder toward one of the cameras and winked.

Browsing through the display cabinets of pleasure toys there was nothing that caught my interest. The shop was in a seedier part of town, the owner, was late 40's a type of leather biker that you wouldn't want to meet in an alley on a dark night. He approached me and asked if I was looking for anything in particular. I looked at him and noticed the biohazard tattoo on both his arms before replying that I wanted something different. I lifted up my t-shirt sleeve to reveal my scorpion tattoo, he reached up and inspected it then looked at me again and asked what kind of something different was I expecting. I moved over to the display of PA's as he followed me and told him I was looking for a special PA. He motioned me to follow him, putting the closed sign up and locking the door we disappeared in to the back. He pulled went to the safe and pulled out a small tray of unusual types of PA. They all had the same experience except the gauges were different as were the size of the balls. I looked in amazement, after all,the tip I got to try this place had paid off. I picked one up and felt the smooth glide of the ring up to the 3 balls, 2 small ones that were part of the ring and the bigger, middle one, I rubbed the tip of my finger over it and immediately felt this was not the same, it had a very fine grating sensation. I looked at my finger and noticed the skin showed abrasion marks. The shop owner was smiling and said "It does the job, guaranteed 100%, one of a kind nowhere else makes them.". I handed over the cash and pulled down my pants and underwear, the shop owner picked up the plyers and removed my existing PA and inserted the new one. Tonight I would take it for a test drive. I decided to hit the sauna this evening so had a quick freshen up, I completely removed the temporary scorpion tattoo from my arm, I was not stupid enough to get a permanent one just yet. I stood in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom. At 24 years old I had been poz for 4 years, deciding against meds I had a pretty hefty viral load and knew it wouldn't be long before I had to start down the route of getting it under control. Contemplating my image I was okay, I could never score hot guys off the web but once they saw me in person I was like a dreamboat and magnet. At just under six foot, I had a very average build, dirty blond hair and blue eyes, a little muscle definition but I never worked out. My low hangers and 8 inch uncut cock was my crowning glory. In a country where mostly everyone was cut this is what set me out as a special find guys. I glanced closer in the mirror and smiled as I could just make out the three balls on my PA under the foreskin. Thinking to myself how one lucky guy was going to get to test drive this and get a ride they would never forget. The sauna was known as a place for safe sex was ideal for catching prey and converting them, plus I had age on my side. I moved between the sauna and steam room eyeing up the prey, I would pay particular attention to guys who demanded condoms. One caught my attention big time, he must have been 19 or 20, totally average and small build. Deliberately I bumped in to him after his minor scrap with a much older guy who wanted to fuck him. He swung round as I apologised for bumping him, he looked at me and said it was no problem and gave me smile. I noticed his eyes were darting up and down my body, contact made, I apologised and left the steam room. Over the next half an hour I stalked and made eye contact with him several times. The last time this happened I saw his reflection and noticed that he couldn't keep his eyes off me, the young lad had taken the bait and all I had to do was bide my time. I was very careful not to touch anyone, I moved quickly if someone attempted to touch me, this displayed to my prey that I was picky and not an easy slut. I did one last swoop by my prey without looking at him and headed to one of the private rest cubicles. Very low lighting and an acrid smell of poppers lingered in the air. I kept my towel tight around my waist. I couldn't have been in there for more than 3 minutes when my prey walked past, his eyes peering at me, but I made no move or acknowledgment. He walked by again, stopping as he did so, he looked at me and began to cross the threshold towards me. He asked if he could come in, again I made no impulse reaction and just replied "Sure.". He closed the door and put the latch down, my prey was now in my lair and there would be no going back for this cute little guy now. He approached me and started to kiss me on my neck and shoulders then looked up at me and told me didn't kiss guys on the mouth, suck cock or fuck without protection. His hand now stroking my cock, I laid back on the bench. Carefully every time he went towards the PA I would wriggle and move his hand away so that he never got to touch it and feel the middle balls destructive texture. He continued to kiss my body and nipples, I played my part to perfection and feigning very little interest, I could tell he was seeing this as a challenge. He pulled a condom out from his towel which I took and unravelled over my cock. His mouth slid down over my wrapped penis, he made no comment about the PA so I took this as good sign that the condom had masked the middle ball. I sat up as he dropped his towel and turned around rubbing his ass against my cock. Standing up I pushed the slut face down on the bench. I slowly moved my face towards his arse as he looked back over his should and began moaning. My tongue darted and flickered around his hole, I spat numerous times on his hole and tongued fucked it in to his arse. All the time he was letting out moans of pure pleasure, my tongue working up along his back I was ready to test drive how effective this PA would be. I leaned over his body my cock now rubbing his ass I asked him to be honest and tell me if he had any STD's or was poz, he shook his head as told me reassuringly he was absolutely clean. The head of my cock and PA prised his hole open as the spit made the entry slightly easier. His backed arched and head rose as he let out a moan, I pushed a couple of inches in to his slutty ass. "Oh fuck," he cried. I backed off and apologised, making it look like I was pulling out and ending it he looked over his shoulder "Don't stop." he pleaded. I pushed him hard up to edge of the bench so that there would be no give when I penetrated him this time. He bucked wildly and moaned in pleasure and agony as I gave him my entire cock. Balls deep in my prey I grabbed his neck with my arm and with my other hand I placed it firmly over his mouth to stifle any cries. His hands grabbed at my arms as his eyes opened wide at the force of my invasion. I began to slowly grind my hips against his ass, slowly his hands moved down my body and grasped my ass cheeks. I started thrusting my hips deeper in to him, his moans of pleasure escaping his covered mouth. I gave a couple of long thrust and felt the unmistakable sensation of the condom rolling down to the base of my cock. The middle ball had worked through the condom ripping it to shreds, now it was starting to do the same to the inside of the my preys ass lining. My movements became more rapid, he moaned louder as the abrading was giving him some discomfort causing his head to push up, I could tell he was feeling something he hadn't reckoned. I started to pant heavily next to his ear as I began fucking him harder to mask the pain he originally felt. His body relaxed again I moved my hand from his mouth and grabbed his forehead to secure him in position. "Oh shit, fuck me." he cried, I made several moans of pleasure, all the time I alternated between a grinding and thrusting motion for maximum effect. The intense pleasure I was feeling was making it difficult to hold back. I edged and abruptly stopped. Until the desire to orgasm dissipated, gradually replacing with gentle deep thrusts which he started to really enjoy. My hips locked deep against his ass I had him where I wanted him. His moans and pleasure for my cock caused an uncontrollable urge to take my prey. I felt my cock starting to swell, I used my legs to pin and lock his legs apart as the final moments began. He let out a shriek of excited pain as my hips gave a powerful crushing against his ass pinning him harder to the bench. Jolting I released my first load to toxic seed deep in his body as I moaned loudly. The second jolt was even deeper, the pain of my hips crushing his pelvis causing another cry from my prey as I ground the seed in to his now torn ass lining. I held him securely over the bench as my breeding contractions continued until the last remnants my toxic seed oozed in to his ass. He was shaking and panting heavily as I pulled my dick from his ass. The torn condom was as the base of my shaft, I inspected my PA which was coated in blood and cum. "Oh man, that was amazing." he said, I agreed and told him I needed to go and get rid of the condom. I grabbed my towel and left him sprawled across the bench. This new PA certainly did the trick and was also an excellent stealthing tool, no trickery was required and I was about to set on one hell of a stealthing spree.

I was 22 and decided to go camping at the lake one July, just to enjoy the summer a bit before it was over, and to get away from the gay life I had just began exploring. After getting everything set up, I sat down beside the fire and continued drinking my beer. Other than the sound of some soft voices at distant camp sites, the camp site was very quiet. Just as my fire was dying down for the night, I heard someone approaching on the path which led to the main trail. I recognized the man from a neighboring site, as I had walked past earlier on my way to my site. He was about 50, bushy gray beard almost hiding his sunken face, and wearing only jeans and boots. His torso had no fat, cept for a small belly paunch which didn't seem to fit his otherwise scrawny frame. He reminded me of some of older guys at the bar who'd been ravaged by HIV before treatments improved. In his hand was a liquor bottle, which was half empty. As he got closer, I could see he had a septum piercing, a thick ring resting on his bushy 'stache. I called out a friendly hello as he came near the fire, and he raised his bottle as if to toast me, then took a giant gulp of the brown liquid. He sat down on a log next to the fire, and we began talking. I was drunk, but this guy was shitfaced. Friendly as hell though, so I didn't mind. He was asking me all sorts of questions, what brought me here, was I having fun, etc. I just told him I was only here to chill out, and get drunk. He laughed and handed me his bottle and said "Drink up, buddy." I figured what the hell so I took a few gulps and felt the burn going down my throat. We kept talking, until finally I got up to go piss at the edge of the campfire. Just as I was thinking how drunk I was getting but having fun regardless, he appeared standing beside me, pulled-out his dick, and also took a piss. I jumped a bit, but still kept pissing, noticing he seemed to be studying my stream, so I looked over at his as well. He shook his cock a little to break my stare, and I looked over at his face. He had a different look now. Intense and not as friendly as before. I wasn't sure what to say, and before I could figure it out he turned and started pissing on my exposed cock and shorts. I couldn't move as inside I was panicking. I'd never thought of anything like this, and here a stranger was pissing on me and I didn't know what to do. His stream stopped and I felt his hand on my shoulder, pushing down. I'm not sure why I did it, but I got on my knees facing him. He stepped forward, his dangling cock right in front of me, and began pissing down the front of me, soaking my shirt before lifting his cock and aiming right for my face. His hot urine splashed in my eyes and ran down my cheeks, and he put his hand on top of my head and ordered me to open my mouth. Again, not sure why but I did exactly as he told me. He let loose another steam of piss right into my mouth, and commanded me to swallow at all, like a good pig. I began gulping and swallowing what I could. I was repulsed, but doing my best. When his stream stopped, I opened my eyes to see his hard cock jutting out a full eight inches, his fat cockhead still wet with piss. It was a sharp contrast to his lean frame. With his hand still on my head, he guided my head forward into my open mouth, and began fucking it. A few minutes later, he pulled his cock out and began rubbing it on my face, telling me I was a good whore and to stand up. Standing there, I noticed that despite my wet clothes and taste of piss and cock in my mouth, my cock was standing at attention. The stranger grabbed me by my cock and led me to my tent. He stripped my clothes outside the door, and led us inside. He had me remove his boots and jeans, and then lay back as he climbed on top of me. I was turned on as well as scared, and he began sucking my neck, tonguing my ears, and finally kissing me deeply. The feel of his big beard brushing my body was unbelievable, and my cock got even harder as his aggressive foreplay continued. "You're my whore tonight, boy, so relax and enjoy" he said. I didn't reply, and soon his fingers were playing with my hole, trying to push into my hole. I moaned, and he laughed, calling me a virgin, but quickly adding not for long. He climbed onto my chest and began jerking his cock right above my face, commanding me to lick his fuck stick. I began lapping my tongue on the underside of his head, and he laughed and told me what a good pig I was and to keep eating his toxic precum. When I heard him say that, I damned near panicked but his weight held me down. I tried to raise up but he smacked my face hard with his hand, telling me to lay the fuck still. He grabbed his cock and smacked it on my lips, telling me to open wide or else I'd taste the back of his hand again. I opened wide, and he began slow fucking my mouth. "That's it piggy, suck my toxic cock like a good whore!" His thrusts continued, and the taste of his precum grew stronger. Deeper and deeper into my throat he fucked, until I was sure I'd puke. I began gagging hard and he pulls his cock out, covered in my thick saliva. Next, he's twisting my arm around as he slid off my chest, forcing me to move in the direction he's pulling it. I'm half screaming as he twists, and finally I was on my stomach as he held my arm roughly behind my back. "Now get on your knees, pig" he said, twisting my arm to ensure my cooperation. I fumble to do as he says, as the pain he's inflicting on my arm is intense. "Good pig- now put your other hand on your back." Grabbing my free hand, he was now holding both in place on my back, as he scoots in right behind me, his cock pressing into my crack. He seems to clear his throat, but then I hear and feel him spit a goober on my ass. He repositioned to hold my arms with one hand, and grabs his cock with the other and begins rubbing his cock and spit into my hole. I quietly ask him to please let me go, but he ignored me, steadily pushing into my hole, slowly, in and out thrusts, but I had clamped tight, trying to prevent his entrance. Again he spat onto my hole, as his thumb slid in deeper as he murmured "There we go, piggy, open up for Daddy." Working his thumb in and out, telling me he was coating my whore cunt with his precum. From the slickness of his thumb as it moved freely in my ass, and I knew he isn't lying. Suddenly, his thumb was replaced by four inches of his cock. It took my breath away, but he didn't pause until he was fully buried in my ass. "Good piggy, I'm gonna show you how I make a man my whore" he said, as he slowly fucked my virgin hole. "Oh yeah fuck. I'm leaking my load inside you now boy. You like that? You want your new Daddy to knock you up and make you his toxic pig? Pop your pussy cherry and knock you up all in one night? Make you a fuck whore for the rest of your life?" His cock was thrusting harder, and I could hear the sloshing noises as my ass loosened to his fucking. He then started his final assault. " That's it baby, milk Daddy's dirty seed into your cunt. Drain it baby." He plunged forward, pulling my arms back and making me scream, holding his cock in as deeply as possible. I felt his cock pulsate stream after stream, coating my guts with his load. In that moment, when I was completely helpless and forever changed when a stranger came inside my ass, my cock spurted the biggest load of my life. Afterwards the stranger released my arms, and I chose to remain perfectly still as his cock stroked gently in and out of my hole. He spent the rest of the night in my tent, and the rest of the weekend. By the time I left, I had eight poz loads in my ass, and my new Daddy.

I was talkin to an alpha bull online recently who wanted to gang rape me with his buddies so fuckin rough and loud that the police get called so he could try to whore me out to em for having to come out and check on me..... got me thinkin of when i was 16 and i was at a rest stop back by the semis cruising for dick when a state patrol officer pulled in and asked why i was back there, he looked at my license N asked me to step outta the car N said he was gonna search it, he put me in cuffs N looked thru the car, he found a duffle i had condoms, lube N porn mags in, looked at me and threw it back in my trunk N said we both know what u were doin back here, he started grabbin his dick thru his uniform.... he said i had 2 choices, he arrests me for prostitution or we take a walk in the woods N work something out.... just as we got into the woods he told me to get on ur fuckin knees faggot! He told me i was gonna get what i wanted as he unzipped his pants N pulled his thick fuckin dick out. He left me in the cuffs N grabbed the back of my head and made me look in his eyes while he raped my throat so fuckin hard it felt like id pass out! He never let up till i swallowed 2 loads from him then he uncuffed me, spit in my face N walked towards his car. He saw a trucker who was watching N told him theres a faggot back there takin loads if u wanna rape the bitch... he got in his car N drove off and the trucker grabbed me and put me on a picnic table in the open N slammed his raw cock balls deep in me! He held me down by the neck as he raped me till another trucker walked up N held me down, by the time he bred me 3 guys had busted in my throat N another was about to rape my ass. Before he slammed into me he said he can either poz rape me in his sleeper so i dont get passed around all night or he can poz rape me right there till more guys line up.... he said its ur choice u fuckin whore, either way my fuckin poz seed is gonna be in ur pussy when im done with u! He made me beg him to rape and poz me in his sleeper b4 he drug me to his truck. He slammed the door behind us as we got in his semi N pushed me towards the bed, tellin me to get face down and spread ur fuckin legs whore! He stripped N shoved his fingers inside me as he stroked his dick askin me how old i was, i said 16 and begged him to use a condom.... he said he almost feels bad pozzing me but thats what happens to fuckin whores who beg for it and he slammed into me! He fuckin raped 3 loads into me as i lied there motionless takin it till he pulled out of me N said get the fuck outta my truck u nasty bitch! i got in my car and called a fuck buddy who was a doctor and told him what happened, he said to come over and he will give me a post exposure RX, when i walked in he was rock hard from what i told him happened and he fucked me on the floor of his entryway telling me 1 more poz load isnt gonna matter with all the seed inside me!! It was the first time he fucked me raw and the 1st time he told me he was poz! He unloaded in me, got up N tossed the RX's on the floor by me N told me i gotta go cause he had some 20yo neg pussyboy on the way over N he was gonna stealth the bitch and knock him up! I got hard as fuck as i passed him in the hall as i walked to the elevator knowin what was about to happen to him!

What was I doing? Entering this grotty old office building, going down dingy corridors, with only the odd bit of poor quality xeroxed paper pointing the way to the meeting room. I was hoping going there would help me with my problem. Soon I arrived outside a door, whose window was covered with a notice stating meeting in progress. After quite a hesitation, I finally summoned enough courage to enter. A few heads turned towards me as I shuffled my way to a seat at the back. In the empty seat next to me was a tatty copy of the constitution. I thought I'd read that later. There was a man at the front speaking from a lectern. He was addressing the roughly dozen people attending the meeting.“Hello,” he said, “My name is Frazer and I am a barebacker! It has been a month since I last barebacked anyone.” A ripple of polite applause came from the assembly. The person, who I presumed was in charge invited others up to testify. A younger member of the group came up to take over the rostrum. “Hello, my name is Ray and I am a barebacker!” He continued, “It's been 4 weeks since I last barebacked!” Another round of applause ensued. He was replaced by a tall Scotsman. “Hello,” he said in a soft Scottish accent, “I'm Drew and I've lapsed several times since we last met.” A sense of sympathetic silence pervaded the air. Drew continued “After our last meeting, I went to a cruising ground where I enjoyed gorging on 5 cocks and let them all then take me bareback, spattering my inside with their hot cum.” The host interjected, “Drew, you know the rules, do not continue like that!” But Drew continued “A week later I visited a sauna and in the darkroom, I fucked two men bare coating their innards with my spunk and then let one of them return the favour.” The host intervened again, “Drew you have already been warned!” Drew retorted, “It was only last week, when I went into a gents where I sucked off one guy in the cubicle, who proceeded to ram his saliva-lubricated cock straight up me and shoot his load inside me!” “That's enough, Drew, you have already been warned, you know the rules. Members de-bag him!” Immediately, most of those seated, got up and started stripping Drew, some very forcefully. Within a few seconds, he was stark naked. To my amazement the leader of the group began sucking Drew to attention, whilst Frazer was rimming him. I got up and sat down again on the front row to get a better view. Other members started removing all their clothes and a free-for-all started. Now that Drew was fully at attention, the host turned round dropped his pants and let Drew slip his manhood up him. At the same time Frazer stopped his rimming and now inserted his cock up the now lubricated arse of Drew. Others were beginning to pair off to suck and fuck. But I wasn't left out of this. Ray came up to me and started to remove all my clothes. “So much for dealing with my barebacking addiction”, I thought. Ray was obviously attracted to older men and almost licked his lips as he saw my dick springing to attention. Ray took no time closing his mouth around it, his tongue delicately teasing my manhood and making me even harder than before. Meanwhile most of the party were now in the throws of fucking each other bare. Many were using the front seats to press against as they were rammed from behind. I hoped they would hold up to the onslaught. Then it was my turn as Ray obviously wanted me to take him from behind. He held firmly to the seat, turned around and offered me his bum, which I gladly made use of by squeezing my now fully erect cock into his tight hole. As I banged away at Ray, I felt the chap next to me banging away too. Every time I thrust out, so did the other man, so our naked bums kept caressing each other. The feeling was surprisingly erotic. The double effect of pushing my cock up this young man's delightfully tight arse and the constant collision of buttocks with the man next to me was too much and with a satisfying grunt, I released my load into his young arse. By this point, my inhibitions were totally gone and I looked for other opportunities in the group for further barebacking. The host's cock seemed somewhat promising. Although still fairly flaccid, it seemed quite thick and long. I went over to him and started sucking him as Drew continued to mount him. Drew's stamina was amazing. After having shot his load inside the host, he turned his attention on me. With but a quick spit on his cock, he angled himself carefully and proceeded to give me a good shafting. I found myself being spit-roasted and enjoying every moment of it. I certainly wasn't going to be helped from indulging in bare-backing with this group! Drew was an amazingly good fucker. After putting just the head of his cock inside, he started pushing in gently. After a while, he picked up speed pushing his cock inside fully again and again. He pushed inside further and further until his balls touched mine. The feeling of his scrotum against my arse felt great. Slowly Drew picked up his pace. He pulled his large penis almost out of my hole and then thrust it all the way back into me. Whilst I was enjoying this thrusting, I was slurping on cock and feeling it grow even harder in my mouth. Drew started pummelling me harder and harder, his breathing quickened and then I felt squirt after squirt of his semen pouring inside me. It was then I noticed that quite a number of people were watching the newcomer getting his cum-uppance! One person, in particular had been watching intently and now made his move on me. Just as I felt the host's penis throb as he left his salty deposit in my mouth, so Frazer stroked his cum-covered cock into action again and shoved his engorged cock right up me, lubricated by Drew's previous load. Most of the rest of the group were watching Frazer pistoning in and out of my willing arse. So much for my addiction! I held on tightly to the seat as he vigorously thrust his cock up my hole. I could feel the squelching of Drew's cum from the previous fuck and then some of it started to dribble down my leg. The audience certainly seemed appreciative of the newbie's show. Then Frazer shoved his dick hard inside me and kept it there. I realised he was letting more of his hot jizz blast into my hole. He pulled out and the last gobs of spunk splattered on my back as the crowd egged him on. Suddenly, the group seemed to go back to normality as if nothing had happened. People started dressing and got back into their seats and started chatting to one another. The host, to whom I'd had the pleasure of giving a blow job, approached me. “Welcome, We all enjoyed your display. Hello, my name's Mark” I replied “My name's...” But I was cut off from finishing my sentence. “No, don't tell me your name. This is barebackers' anonymous, we meet once a month to fuck one another bareback. It's anonymous, so we make up names and don't use our own. Hope to see you again next month.” I arrived especially early the following month in eager anticipation of what was to come. Indeed, I now had the courage to go to the front to address the assembled company. “Hello, my name is George...

Having a gay uncle made the struggles of coming "out" easier. Uncle Pete encouraged my questions. Although having watched gay pornography on the internet, being a man of scruples, I wasn't allowed to watch porn at Uncle Pete's until I turned 18. A few months before my 19th birthday I was at Uncle Pete's watching porn and stroking our dicks. One scene depicted a virgin losing his cherry. At that point I had only gotten and given bjs to guys my age. I was curious about getting fucked so I asked him if it hurts the first time. Uncle Pete said it is important that the first guy that fucks you know you a virgin a takes his time. I respoded to that with "I hope I find someone like that when I am ready." With that said he got up and dais, "I'll be right back." Five minutes later he came back in the room with Jeff, his partner. Uncle Pete suggested he fly Jeff and I to Key West for a three day weekend and let nature take its course. Long story short upon our arrival at resort things got steamy. Jeff kissed me like I had never been kissed before. He rimmed me, used lubed fingers and loosened me up. Holding an unfamiar bottle, he took two sniffs and told me to do the same. He kissed me deeply and fingered my ass a bit more along with his dick. He said to take some more sniffs of poppers and poised his cock near my virgin hole. (His dick was the perfect size to take my cherry, 7.5 cut inches but only the thickness of Italian sausage). He asked me if I was ready and I said yes. He slowly slid his cock into my ass and made it past the second sphincter. I was in a popper hazed heaven and I loved he was actually making love to me. He commented that he didn't put on a condom because every virgin's should be bare. His 20 minutes of sliding in and out resulted in an incredible orgasms causing my ass to tighten up releasing what felt like five streams of jizz from him. He looked at me and could tell I was in heaven. After we lingered for a bit he laid beside me lit up a cigarette. He looked so hot exhaling smoke I wanted to join him. He handed me my first cigarette. After coughing a few times I could take drags without coughing. Later that night we were walking around key West when we past a piercing parlor. Saying that now that was a man I needed an earring. I left the parlor with three studs in my ear. One stud for each day we would be in Key West. Jeff ended up fucking me 11 more times that weekend. I left Key West a contented new bottom and a new smoker.

No Risk… No Fun… (Part 1) “What’s up? Are you looking for a tight hole to fuck?” a private message popped up on my screen. ‘RapeMeRaw’ was the guy’s virtual nickname. I clicked to view his profile. …18 years old …White …Slim …Blonde …No hair on his body, as far as the body-pictures showed. “Show your face faggot” I wrote back. He didn’t reply right away. Then he sent me a message, telling me, he would rather like to exchange some messages before sending his picture. “Don’t waste my time – Fake!” I answered him unfavorably. Several minutes later he sent me another message. “Please…. don’t show this to anyone. My parents still don’t know…” he wrote. Attached were some pictures of a cute young twink. He had an innocent look on his face and an angelic smile. “No one cares about you. How old are you?” I wanted to know. “18?” he instantly wrote back. “Are you asking me…?” I wrote, since he looked so youthfully, but who gave a shit. “Give me your skype address. I want to see you. Prove to me, that you are not fake news” I hit the send button. “I will show my face on cam. But I am not doing a sex show for you… just to let you know. I am not stupid…. you might record it after all….” his quick reply flashed on my screen. After getting his skype name I sent him a request. He accepted the call and I could see his face ‘live’. It was the handsome face on the pictures and after he passed this reality check, he turned his cam off again. “Okay whore – when can I rip you open?” I asked him via skype. “I don’t know… I can visit you if you like. I want to be raped hard.” he wrote. “Ever had a cock up your cunt?” “Sure - lots…. I am a true cunt” he lied. Since it is difficult to actually date a twink like this, if you write too long, I asked him to rape his ass that evening. I was sure, that he was already jacking off his young dick fiercly. “Can’t we write a little bit before?” he asked me seriously. “Nah – I am into the real stuff. If you want a hard cock up your slit, raping you savagely… then I am the right guy. Give me your contact address and I will pick you up.” Minutes passed without a reaction. I checked my profile. He hit it 9 times by now and was just surfing on my site. I had some hardcore pictures of my dick fucking tight assholes. The biohazard symbol was visible on my left shoulder. “Are you healthy?” he asked me suddenly. This guy was either stupid or simply not so experienced, as he would like to be. “Of course I am” I replied. I had no cold. I had no headache. I was feeling fine. My lips formed a devilish smile. The next moment ‘RapeMeRaw’ went offline. Oh well I thought and invited a bottom pig to my apartment. I knew this poz whore already and I was sure it would be fun fucking more of my poz cum into his snatch. The following day I received several messages. The little pup apologized for logging out so abruptly. His mother had entered his room and now he was scared, I would believe he was just a no show. He was begging for forgiveness and asking for another chance to be my rape victim. More messages came in, asking me for a second chance. Damn – this fuckslut seemed to be desperate for cock. Who would I be, if I wouldn’t give the kid a chance, meeting my toxic cock. “Apology accepted – meet me this evening at 6pm at a WalMart parking lot nearby” I gave him the exact address and told him to wait in front of the main entrance. During the day he wrote me several other messages. He told me, how he wanted to be ripped open and destroyed by my big cock. He mentioned, that he needed my cum in his puppy cunt so badly. He begged me to fuck him as brutally as I could and that no cry or plea should change my mind. I never replied to any of them. He saw me being online. He knew, I read the messages, but didn’t react. I was sure he got the right feeling, that this would be his one and only chance to meet me. When I came closer to the meeting point, I could see him from afar already. He wore tight white jeans which showed his butt perfectly. It was small ass and promised a tight fucking. His hair had a perfect sidecut. He was in a good shape and had a nice and slim body. It would be fun to show no mercy on the guy. “Hello Sir” he greeted me, looking at my big bulge. “Come with me boy. Let’s move to my car," I ordered as I took a good grip on his nape, leading him to my automobile. He was obviously scared, but as much as he looked around, his gaze always returned to my crotch, which bulged with excitement. Apparently he made-up his mind as he sighed and willingly walked to the car, where, upon arrival, I unlocked the doors and gestured for him to get in. He complied, closing the door as I took my seat in the driver's seat. “Where are we going?” he asked bashfully. I did not even look at him. I opened the buttons of my jeans and pulled my cock out of the fabric. “Suck until I cum, or until I tell you to stop - you fuckwhore” I demanded. I pushed his head down to my crotch and felt his hot tongue playing clumsy with my dickhead. I could feel his hot breath on my toxic rape-stick. He was no professional! That’s for sure. I started the ignition and we drove slowly off the lot. He wanted to be raped… you got to be careful what you are wishing for…

THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION 1997 - Dallas, TX I grew up in a very weird neighborhood. Our block was an extremely average row of standard ranch houses. Go one block West and you'd see some beautiful mansions and one block to the East were Section 8 apartments. It irritated my dad to no end. He hated both the very rich and the very poor. He basically hated everyone. The rich were 'a bunch of tax-evading crooks' and the poor were all 'drug addicts who constantly produced mixed bastard babies'. Dad was a most unpleasant man. Obviously. He maybe even hated me, but never came right out and said it. 2008 I had basically flunked out of my first semester of college. I'd done well in high school but that was before I had unfiltered access to the internet and drugs. I liked weed, coke, booze and I liked porn...and pretty much nothing else. I loved speed as well - in all forms. I just stopped going to class or even caring about anything except getting high and beating off to videos of men fucking. It sounds pathetic as I write it now, but I was perfectly content at the time. So the deal was I could move back home for a year IF I cleaned up my act and got a job. Dad's rules. It was good timing because I wasn't yet at the point of having severely nasty reactions to coming down and my dick was rubbed raw from masturbating so much. I knew a guy at school who showed me how to navigate around internet filters, but I needed a porn break for now. I slept almost three whole days. The only thing that kept interrupting my sleep was the barking of the new dog my parents had adopted: Daisy. She was a black lab mix with a heart of gold. No way could I ever get mad at her. She was my example of joy...something to aim for. It was one of my assigned chores to walk her around the block several times a day. Daisy took her sweet time to urinate and/or poop. I didn't mind because the fresh air and the exercise were a sort of therapy for me. I could clean up and be something...definitely. But then.... I was walking the dog in the seedier part of our area when I saw some random guy standing almost in the middle of Olive Street. He was tall, skinny, covered with tats and handsome as fuck. He looked like Vanilla Ice after a bout with leukemia. He had on a baseball cap and seemed to waiting for somebody. I knew he was on something...it was an instinct I'd gained privilege to in the past few months. He didn't notice me at first which was good because it gave me a chance to look him over. Daisy gave us away by offering him a friendly bark. I knew her language of woofs - this was a 'hello, new person' noise and not a 'stay the fuck back' one. Still, the dude looked a little worried. "Yo! Keep him away from me!" He grabbed his back pocket like he was going to pull out a gun or something. "She's a she, and she's harmless. Her name is Daisy and I'm Mark." "OK. Cool. I don't like dogs, man. I'm Damien, D-Dog, or whatever else I tell you to call me." He was pure sleaze and gave off strong criminal vibes. My dad would call him 'trash' which made me want to know him even more than I already did. A car pulled up and he got in. "See you later, Mark." On the way back to Boringville, I chuckled to myself. Nobody was really named 'Damien' any more, right? Just like nobody was named 'Adolf'. Some names have been off-limits for decades. Some people had pretend lives and I understood them. Oh fuck -- Dad was home early. At least I wasn't taking a nap or watching TV. I unleashed Daisy and waited for his wrath. "Tomorrow. You're getting a damn haircut tomorrow." "OK." "And not at some fruity salon...you're going to John's barbershop on Walnut Street.. He'll expect you at 10 am." Fine. Whatever. I was slightly late for the appointment with John who'd been in this place since I was a kid. He looked like he was already mad and you were already giving him a headache. He could have been related to my dad. There was no TV here, just a stack of old macho magazines like 'Guns and Ammo' and 'Field and Stream'. Of course an A.M. radio station was playing, spouting wingnut opinions John already held. I wanted to request he change it to NPR just to see his head explode. You don't get shampooed in places like this. You just sit in one of the ancient vinyl chairs that are almost always patched with duct tape. "What are we doing today?" A crazy thought formed in my head. "Buzz it -- I'm gonna join the army next week." His mood brightened considerably. "Will do, young man." Looking back, I think I wanted to look more like Damien and also piss off my dad. He couldn't get mad at me because I was just doing what he requested. John brutally shaved my hair down to stubble. I'd pretend to be someone else for a while since my previous identity had been mostly dull. I could even pretend to agree with everything coming from the radio. I could become someone who hated Arabs and Jews and minorities and liberals. As soon as I started verbally agreeing with whatever the blowhard was spouting, John was ready to adopt me. Acting bears a remarkable resemblance to lying. I'd try this personality on for the time being. Of course my dad lost his shit. "What? Are you one of those skinheads now?" "No. He messed up a little and just kept cutting until it was evened out." Lying was getting easier and easier for me. I was 'M-Dawg' now. Fuck the world. I walked Daisy before bedtime and made sure to walk by the house Damien was in front of. No lights on of course. Guys like him would be out partying this time of night. But no. He was sitting in the dark on his unlit front porch. "Hail!" What was the response to this? M-Dawg would know. "Hail, Brother!" "Shit! You're Mike, right?" "Mark. I've lived a block West of here my whole life." "I'm new. I only know people from my old hood. Take that fuckin' dog home and then come back over." "Sounds good." Shit. My pretend self had opened a can of tattooed worms. Yes, Dad. I'm a skinhead now. I'm also a drug user and a fag and I can't wait for the day you drop dead of a heart attack. I let Daisy loose indoors and went upstairs to my room. I put on some old jeans from the hamper and dug through my closet until I found a 'Dead Kennedys' t-shirt I'd bought at Good Will. I have never heard their music, but I was going through an angry teen phase (that I guess I'm still not completely out of yet) and the shirt matched my mood. I never once wore it. Now seemed like the right occasion. Sure, it was a 'Small" when I bought it and I was rapidly becoming a "Medium"...but the tight fit made me look bulkier. It was practically sleeveless at this point. I was still skinny, but not as rail-thin as Damien. I had committed to no tattoos as of yet, but that couldn't be helped now. The night was warm, mosquito-filled and windless. Texas. I was back on the heat-soaked sidewalk in front of HIS house within 45 seconds. "Shit, yo! That was fast. You lookin' to party?" "Yeah. And get to know my neighbors." "Come sit here with me and we'll watch the end times coming." Huh? I guess I pretty much knew the end of times were arriving because the Middle East was so prepared to split the planet in half. Wouldn't that be a good way to go? You just fly into space and be be free of abusive dads, bullies and expectations. I was down with that. Damien had one of those indoor couches that had become outdoor porch fixtures around here (a Southern, White Trash thing), I just huffed and plopped down next to him. It was humid and the night was alive with the sounds of bats. They gobbling up mosquitoes and squeaking with joy. "I figured you'd be out partying tonight." "You thought that? You thought about me? That's interesting. Want a smoke?" He meant a cigarette, but I guess I'd hoped he had a rolled fatty to share. Nope...just a regular cig that at least wasn't menthol. "So you're just hanging out tonight?" "I kind of have to. I'm recently out on parole. It's so much bullshit. I have to be here to answer the phone...my HOME phone. I ain't allowed a cell phone." "That sucks." "You got internet?" "Yeah. Why?" "You ever look at that website that shows you where all the local sex offenders live?" "Nah. My dad used to check it regularly until he just got too outraged. Mom made him stop after so many red circles showed up that he nearly had a stroke. Why? Are we sitting in a red circle right now?" "Yup. I almost thought that was why you came sniffing around. Some people are into that." "What did you do, Damien?" "Bunch of shit. It's too long to get into now. I did my time and paid my dues but I'm branded for life." "Wow." "Yeah...'wow', Want to come inside?" I sure did. He was pure danger and pure sex. He embodied something I didn't quite have a name for. "Sure." Once inside the door, I saw shit I could barely believe. I'm not entirely sure how much I can say in this forum, but suffice it to say that this guy was into the devil...bug time. He was into all that 'white power' shit too. Hitler and stuff. This wasn't cool, and not any kind of alternative personality I could make for myself would ever be down with this. I regretted my haircut so much right now. He was hot in his own way, but this was too twisted and just plain wrong. "Want a beer?" "Uh - yeah. OK." He brought us both cans of Busch Light. "I still don't have cable, but I got the VCR hooked up." "Whatever you want, dude." We'd watch a movie or something and I'd get the hell out of here....and never walk down this street again. "See -- until I got sidetracked, I was going to be a famous filmmaker. I made some shit and put it on the internet. Want to watch a sample?" "Absolutely." I wanted to escape, but I needed to rest a little first. I couldn't wait to be home, in bed with a book. It smelled like piss in here. I wouldn't have been surprised to see an open bucket of urine in the corner somewhere. He'd taken off his shirt, letting me see all his ink. Pentagrams and other weird symbols. Some words too. My eyes weren't focusing all that well right now. I guess I was just tired. "It's a little rough and I didn't edit it very well. This is just raw material." He had the volume turned up pretty high and my ears were assaulted with violent metal/rap/rage music. There's a lot of what I saw I can't describe here and also a lot I've blocked out and/or can't remember. Damien handed me another cigarette and I gladly smoked it, hoping I could wake up a little. I closed my eyes to block out the imagery. One scene was of him fucking some passed-out guy. He grinned at the camera. Needles shooting into veins, guns firing, bloody wounds, and that awful goddamn music. Finally -- it ended. I wanted to soak my eyeballs in Clorox. "Damn. That was intense." "Did it turn you on?" "Um... I ...." "Feeling sleepy? I got something to wake you up. Stay here." I put out the cigarette in my empty beer can. His indoor couch wasn't much nicer than his porch couch, but it was so comfortable right now. I should have known he'd come back with a syringe. Fuck. I'd never shot up before...or had I? "A vitamin." "Like B 12 or something?" "Vitamin K." I'd heard of that. Pegople took that to stop having nosebleeds or something. "Yeah. Great. I don't do needles, man. Plus -- I think I'm allergic to that vitamin." "Doubt it. You had two cigs soaked in it...and I put a little in your beer." "Huh?" I wanted to sleep now. He'd drugged me. "Here. I'll just give you a little." Without me even trying to stop him, he thumped the inside of my elbow and stuck the needle in. It's weird that I didn't feel it because I always flinched when I got a yearly flu shot. "I'll finish up the rest of this." My arm was bleeding and there was a drop of blood on the tip of the syringe. "I don't feel good." "I can help you with that." He kicked of his shoes and took off his jeans. No socks, no underwear. "Shit -- feels good to air everything out." He was working on an erection that seemed close to nine inches long and very thick at the base. No way. I'd thought he was sexy before, but now I was just scared of him. How did I end up here? Where did I live? "I think I need to lie down." "Go ahead. It's night-night for you now. I'm gonna fuck your ass, though." "No! I...can't. NO!" "You think the drugs are free? You got high on my dime, and that gives me access to all your holes. I'm just going to get your clothes off and let the K do its thing." I was naked and lying face down on this filthy couch. He was positioning me like a rag doll until I was bent over with my bare ass in the air. I made an attempt to say 'no' again, but just couldn't get my mouth to work. "This ain't rape, man. I'm NOT a rapist. You came here of your own free will." Maybe so. I liked danger, but this was beyond that. He stuck his big dick unto my ass hole and I honest-to-god didn't feel any pain. I'd later learn that I'd been drugged with Ketamine -- which is normally used as a tranquilizer for large animals. I suppose I could have felt a small amount of relief that my first time getting fucked didn't hurt. Damien just pumped away like a bull in heat as I took it all. Did he have STD's? Probably. AIDS? I wished so badly that I was truly passed out, but awareness remained. I wanted to remember this. My first time. I'd write about in one day. His breathing got heavier and his hips were thrusting faster. He was going to cum inside of me. Why wasn't I asleep yet?? A criminal was fucking me full of who-knows-what and I was lucid enough to realize it. I'd just pretend to be asleep. Yeah. I was good at pretending. "Hail! The seed of The Damned is in you now!!!" He was sweating all over me. It's funny how I didn't feel his cock enter me, but I felt it leave me. No worries. I was asleep. I heard him leave the room and go take a piss as my pretend sleep turned into actual sleep. Long, deep, dreamless sleep. I'll leave it to you to imagine the ending. Imagination is a wonderful thing.

I was in Salt Lake City for a couple of days. Since I'd had some very successful breed and seed parties in SLC in the past, I wanted to try another. Unfortunately, my cell phone died the day I was flying to SLC. So, I was there without the benefit of Grindr, Growlr, Scruff, etc. Also, I couldn't get my KIK messages. Those disadvantages, along with the loss of Craigslist was making it difficult to get as many tops to seed me than I normally get. I used doublelist.com as well as BBRT and Squirt to get the word out. Wednesday night I only had 2 tops show up. One was a str8 guy that replied to my doublelist ad. He showed up to just get his dick sucked. But, he ended up fucking me raw as well. It was a good fuck. But, he was a fast cummer. It was over too soon. The second guy replied from BBRT. He was kind of a boring fuck. So, I was a quite disappointed. On Thursday night the responses from BBRT, Squirt and doublelist were better. I got 5 loads that night. All were great fucks and I enjoyed getting those loads. But the BEST was definitely the last. It was well past midnight and I was almost ready to call it a night when I got a message from a black guy on BBRT. I told him with a message that I was in a downtown SLC motel room, wanting cocks. I loved his pics and wanted him to fuck me. Thankfully, he wrote back. He asked if I could handle his 11", thick bbc? I wrote back that I would have no problem taking him. He again wrote back that this would NOT be a "vanilla, romantic" fuck. He said most white fags can't handle him. He'd only come over if I could take a deep, hard fuck from him. "I fuck hard, fast and deep. I'll slam balls deep into your cunt and show no mercy. Once I start to fuck, there's no stopping until I put my babies in your white pussy. You better be able to take this black dick, faggot. Or you'd better back out now." he said. I wrote back that I was sure I could take him. I gave him the motel address and my room number. He told me he'd be there in 15 minutes. Sure enough, 15 minutes later there was a knock at my door. I opened the door to find a 6', 190 lb, muscular black guy stepping into my room. His skin town was even darker than it appeared in his BBRT photos. He was in his early 50's. He had a rough, masculine, angry look to him. His short black hair was filling with grey hairs. He looked me up and down as I closed the door behind him. "You got anyone else coming over? Cause I don't want a group. You're going to be my pussy. I don't share." he said. "No one else is coming. Just you and me. I have 4 loads in me. That OK?" I asked. "Lock the door, fag", he barked, as he began to pull his shirt over his head and unbuckle his jeans. "Get on your knees, cocksucker. Get this black cock hard, fag. And I better not feel teeth", he demanded. I pulled my tee-shirt off and tossed it to the floor. I pulled my shorts down and kicked them aside as I dropped to my knees. I took his soft cock into my mouth and sucked on his foreskin. As his cock began to swell, I then pushed the foreskin back with my lips and began to suck. I'd take a gasp of breath, and then swallow his cock as far back down my throat as I could, before choking. Soon, he pushed me aside and moved to the bed. He sat on the edge and I moved over to him. I again began to suck on his now fully hard bbc. I licked down to his balls as he softly let out a low moan. I licked and sucked on his balls as I lifted up his legs. He pulled his knees to his chest and I licked his ass. "Ah, you are a good faggot, aren't you? Eat my nigger ass, queer", he said. I licked his hole, then slide my tongue up into him. "Fuck yeah!", he said as I made love to his hole. "Show me your pussy, faggot", he barked as he rolled to the side. I climbed up on the bed and kelt on the edge of the bed. I had placed a hand towel, lube and poppers on the corner of the bed. I grabbed the poppers and began to sniff them as he stood behind me. He lubed up his cock and squeezed some on my asshole. He slid some lube up into my hole and fingered my hole a bit. Then, all of a sudden I felt his hard cockhead pressing against my hole. Oh, God! I know I told him I could handle his cock, but I was beginning to doubt myself. He had grown to at least 11 inches and he had a very nice thickness to it, as well. I was sniffing poppers nearly non-stop. I knew it was going to take a shitload of poppers to take his dick. He quickly began to press into me and it stung a bit. I just continued to inhale the poppers as I felt him slide all the way into me. It was hurting, but I was not about to stop it. I wanted that bbc inside me. I needed this fuck. Just as he promised, he showed no mercy. He immediately began to pound me. Poppers were splashing against my nose and lips as he rammed hard and deep into me. With some difficulty, during the hard thrusts, I finally put the lid on the poppers and grabbed hold of the sheets to steady myself as he slammed repeatedly into me. Then he put one of his legs up on the bed, going into me on an angle and going even deeper into me. He grinded his big cock in my pussy. Soon he pushed me further up onto the bed. He climbed up on the bed and slide back up into me in one quick thrust. My ass had now relaxed and it was feeling incredible! He had grabbed me around the waist and was slapping against me as he repeatedly thrust in and out of me. The bed was banging against the wall and I was letting out grunts as he slammed my ass. For nearly 20 minutes he pushed and maneuvered me into every conceivable position. Each position allowing his cock to go even deeper into me. He'd grind my ass with his cock buried balls deep into me, up past my second sphincter. He knew just where to put his cock to rub it against my prostate. It was grinding against my prostate so hard, that I nearly came a couple of times, just from the friction he was putting on it with his bbc. Then he slide up into second sphincter again. The harder and deeper he'd fuck, I could tell the hornier he was getting. He finally had me on my back, his cock buried deep into me as his face was just inches from my face. He was looking intently into my eyes as he fucked me. He seemed to enjoy seeing my face expressing both intense pleasure and pain at the same time. With his face so close to mine, I so wanted to kiss him. I began to move my lips to his to kiss. I could smell the booze on his hot breath as I moved my lips to his lips. But, he turned his face sideways and barked, "No kissing, faggot! I don't fuckin' kiss queers", he growled. "You're just a pussy to me. Just a hole to fuck. Just a cunt to use", he said. He thrust a few more times into me, then asked, "You ready for my cum, pig? You ready to take my babies?" "Oh, God, Yes! Put your cum in me. Fill my cunt with your babies!", I moaned, breathlessly. "Uhh Uhh Uhhhh!", he grunted as he rammed harder and deeper into me with each thrust. My head was banging against the wall. It hurt, but there was no stopping or moving. I was completely under his control. Finally he took one last, hard thrust into me and I could feel his cock throb as he filled my colon with his seed. He was well up past my second sphincter as he emptied his balls into me. I was squeezing my ass on his throbbing cock. Trying to milk every drop of his hot seed into me. He collapsed onto me and was panting into my ear with his hot breath. We stayed like that for a few minutes as both our breathing slowed. Finally he climbed up off me and rolled onto his side. I snuggled up to him and caressed his muscular, hairy chest. We laid there for several more minutes. I reached for his cock, he was still hard. I leaned down and licked the beads of cum that were oozing from his piss slit. He fingered my cum filled pussy as I sucked his cock. Soon, he had positioned himself again at my hole. He immediately thrust back into me. He was quickly grunting and moaning as he again began to pound my ass. It only took a few minutes until he was again groaning loudly, grabbing me around the waist and planted another load into me. Then he quickly pulled out, climbed off the bed and went into the bathroom to clean up. When he came out of the bathroom, wiping his cock off with a washcloth, I told him how great the fuck was. "Can we fuck again when I'm in town", I asked? "Sure, fag. It's hard to find a hole that can take my dick. I like your white pussy. Yeah, let me know. I'll fuck you". With that, he dressed and left. I locked the door behind him, turned out the lights and went to sleep. Replaying the hot fuck in my mind as I drifted off to sleep. It's now 2 days later and my ass is still a little sore. But, it was a fuck I'll long remember. And hope will happen often when I'm in Salt Lake.

Love when a "safe only" top suddenly decides to stealth. Hot wondering if they think I can't tell, will never know, or he just doesn't care and wants to treat me like a public utility to use.

This guy has been hitting me up on A4A for a few weeks. He has no pic, so I have not been too eager to meet up. However, since I have not been able to find a willing poz breeder to wreck my neg hole for the first time, I came up with a scheme. I told the guy I'd let him fuck me with a couple conditions: 1) he'd have to 'force' breed me and 2) he must pretend to be poz. He eventually agreed. This was the perfect solution:getting off on poz loads without the real risk of pozzing. Something even an ethical top would do. So,we met up last night. He arrived,and was 6'2, 200#, muscular; to my 5'8", 130# scrawniness. He immediately pulled his cock out and played his part well, telling me to suck his fat poz cock. He fucked me doggie on the floor, force feeding me poppers. Growling he was going to fill my little cunt up with poz seed. I was flying. As he picked up the pace and the talk, I could tellhe was going to blow soon. Then he stopped. He said,"You're wanting to play a twisted game that I just can't go through with." I was like, shit. He pulled out and said he wouldn't pretend to be poz. So, I reluctantly said "OK... let's just finish fucking then." He re-entered me and quickly picked up the pace. I felt him swelling inside me. He pushed me down to the ground with all his weight and started punding hard. He held my head down to the floor. Then, he leaned forward and growled in my ear."I'm not playing games, you twisted faggot. I'm gonna breed you though." I was like, yeah... As he started to cum, he whispered again. "And I am really poz, fucker. Here's your toxic load." Before I could even react he was shooting in me balls deep. Before I knew it, I nutted all over the floor. True story.

Just a short while ago. Married top friend messaged, me, and was over in about 10 min or so. He was horny as hell, and went down and started sucking his cock, taking it deep, and licking his balls as well. Back to sucking, and he expressed interest in sucking me. So, onto the couch he sat, and pulled me forward, sucking my cock, playing with my balls. Had me close, and I knew he wanted to make me cum! I reached down and started playing with his cock, which was very hard! I had to have it! I sat down in his lap, slowly sliding that hard cock inside my ass! He was moaning, and I took it all the way in! Held it deep, then started riding his cock, sliding it deep and then almost all the way out! He was grunting like crazy, and I knew he was close, so really started pumping his cock in and out of my ass, and grabbing his balls, pulling him deep! He is always very loud, and really started verbally telling me loudly he was fucking cumming! I held it deep, and stayed on his cock for several minutes, until his cock softened and slipped out. Down right away and licked it nice and clean He thanked me, dressed, and headed home!

I decided on a leather jock one size up, a medium instead of a small, on the advice of the salesman. He pointed out that I wouldn’t want something that dug in since I would be dancing and moving around for a long time. He was right, it was very comfortable for the entire 7+ hours I wore it. Made the dance floor and back room fucks that much easier.

My pleasure I need to post more! Have had lots more hot times!

006 - Ink I stopped recording. When Raff finally pulled out of Jesse, it made a slick noise in the now oddly quiet room. Jesse didn’t move, or make any noise, just laying in the heap that Raff had dropped him into, breathing heavily. Raff slapped his ass, pretty hard, but even that didn’t seem to get much of a reaction. “Don’t worry.” Raff said to me. He must have seen the worry on my face. “He’ll be fine. Better than fine. He just got something he always wanted. He just needs a few minutes to accept it.” Something about that didn’t sound right in my head. He didn’t need to ‘accept’ Raff’s cock - he’d already taken the whole damn thing, and taken it like a champ. “Wait. You said you really wanted Jesse’s ass. If he really wanted you to fuck him as well, why has it taken this long for it to happen?” Raff laughed. “Because Jesse is a fucking tease. Aren’t you?” He turned to Jesse and slapped his ass again. This time, Jesse yelped and shot up. “See, there he is. How you feeling?” “Fucking incredible.” Jesse answered. His face was stained with tears, but his eyes weren’t watering anymore, and he was smiling. “I don’t know if I can hold it all in, though.” “Trust me, I fucked that load in so deep, it’ll come out your mouth before it comes out your ass. But just in case…” Raff took me by the arm and moved me so that I was standing behind Jesse, then pushed me to my knees. In my ear, he spoke again. “There are people who would die in order to get my cum, so I don’t like seeing it wasted. If there’s anything that Jesse can’t hold in his ass, it goes down your throat, understand?” I nodded. Jesse’s bubblebutt glistened with sweat and cum in front of me. Raff put his hand on the back of my head, and shoved me in. I instantly boroughed my tongue into Jesse. Part of my brain was still aware enough to register the bitter taste, yet it still tasted as sweet as anything I’d ever tasted, and felt a hell of a lot more slack than I remembered it from previous times I’d rimmed him. Jesse let out a moan, and collapsed into the sofa again. His hands reached back and pulled apart his cheeks, giving me better access. “Man, Jesse.” Raff said. “Your boy here really knows how to fall in line, doesn’t he?” Jesse moaned his agreement. “A good little bitch like this deserves a reward.” I felt movement at my ass. Raff took hold of the plug, and I let it ease slowly out of me. I really, really didn’t want it to go, but I also really wanted Raff’s ‘reward’. The plug popped out, and the feeling of not having anything in there was horrible. Instantly, I imagined how Jesse must feel not having Raff inside him, and tried to force my tongue even deeper inside. I could taste something salty, and realized some of Raff’s cum was trickling down. Just like Raff ordered, I didn’t allow any of it to escape me. I’d swallowed plenty of loads before, but eating it out of Jesse’s perfect ass made the taste so much more incredible. I moaned into Jesse’s ass, which made him laugh. There was a sharp pain at my hole. Raff was inserting another one of those ‘T’ crystals in me. This one wasn’t anywhere near as painful as the last. “Is this one smaller?” I asked, disappointed. Before he answered, Raff put his spare hand on the back of my head and shoved my face back into Jesse. “Nah man, this one is a little bigger. You’re just not as tense now. Don’t worry boys, we’ve got a long way to go before we stop going up.” The crystal was pushed as far in as Raff’s fingers could reach, so he replaced them with the plug, which he’d relubed. “There.” He said, and slapped my asscheek. Tingles shot from his hand into my skin and through my body. “Now you two keep each other company for a little bit while I take care of some things.” I was vaguely conscious of what Raff was doing behind us. He definitely went to the mirror first and had some more of his drug cocktail, but after that, I was too distracted to follow him as he moved around the flat. He and Jesse were talking about… Something, and whenever I heard my name in a way that sounded like a question, I made a noise of agreement, but I wasn’t paying attention at all. I was completely lost to everything that wasn’t the cum coming out of Jesse’s ass, or the drugs pumping into mine. I never wanted to move from that spot, or do anything else. I could have happily spent the rest of eternity with my face buried inside Jesse. Eternity would have to wait, though. Raff’s hands on my shoulders pulled me back into the room. “Damn, kid, surely you’ve got it all by now?!” He asked. I looked up at him, and became aware of my position. I was knelt down at Raff’s feet, looking up at his ripped body. My face was about level with his cock - which even in its current semi-hard state, looked bigger than anything I’d ever taken - so naturally I buried my face in that, instead. I started licking and sucking at his balls, hoping they might produce a load for me. Raff laughed, and I felt Jesse appear next to me, mimicking my actions. “God fucking damn. I was worrying about whether Jesse would survive this, now I don’t think I will. I’m going to need back up. Let’s see what we’ve got...” Raff sat down on the sofa and gestured for us to join him. Jesse stayed on the floor between his legs, still working at his cock, but Raff got me to stand, then took me by the hips and pulled me so I was straddling his lap, facing him. I could feel Jesse’s hair tickling my lower back as he played. “Right then, you…” One hand was holding his phone, looking through messages, but the other was on the back of my neck, holding me firmly in place. “You’ve never been bred before, right?” I laughed, and started to tell him I’d been fucked plenty of times, but he cut me off. “I didn’t ask if you’ve ever been fucked by some dumb little twink wearing a rubber! I asked if you’ve been bred before. Have you been taken by a real man, like I just took this bitch, and received his gift the way Jesse just received mine?” I bit my lip, and shook my head. Visions of the scene I’d just recorded flashed in my mind, except my brain seamlessly replaced Jesse’s body with my own. “Will you breed me?” I whimpered. “I want your gift.” I kissed at his neck as I spoke. “Please…” I heard a rumbling laughter come from Raff’s throat. “I know you do, kid. But there’s a problem…” He indicated downwards, and I realized that I’d been grinding myself into his abs. I’d been doing it so hard I didn’t understand how I hadn’t noticed it. “See, your greedy housemate just took my load, and it ain’t fair on you if I can’t give you every last drop for your very first time.” I whimpered again. I was honestly more interested in having him fuck me as hard as he’d fucked Jesse, than I was about how much he came in me. “Hey, don’t cry. Look here.” I looked at his phone as he scrolled through messages. They were all replies to a video he’d uploaded into a private group chat entitled ‘Sharers’ - Holy shit, it was the one I’d just recorded. I must have been rimming Jesse a lot longer than I’d realized, for him to have uploaded it, have other people watch it, and then receive comments. All the messages were reacting to ‘how fucking hot’ it was. Some said dull things like ‘wish I were there’ or ‘wish I were you’, calling Raff lucky. Others expressed desire to be my ‘converter’. One message caught my eye. ‘I’ll tear that little cunt apart. Where you at?’ “That one?” Raff replied when I pointed it out. He looked at the sender, then bellowed with laughter, so much so that his body shook. Being right on top of him meant I felt the vibrations go through me, as well. “I’ve shared with him before, but you sure you don’t want to set the bar a little lower? He ain’t kidding when he says he’ll tear you apart.” Raff showed me a photo, and I practically drooled. On any other day, it probably would have disgusted me, but right now, I wanted it. It was a dick pic, that must have been sent by a complete maniac. It was huge. It had a chunky piercing in the head. And there was a black tattoo on the shaft - it looked like it linked in with some pattern going all over the guys body, but I couldn't see much else. It looked dangerous. Raff must have seen the hunger in my eyes, because he didn’t wait for any further confirmation. He opened up a private chat with this person, and sent his location, along with the message “How quickly can you get here?” ~~~ The answer was ‘pretty damn quick’, but we still had time for a bit more messing around, just the three of us. More lines were snorted, more body parts licked and sucked at, and Raff shoved another crystal inside me. “Just an extra little one.” He explained. “You’re going to need all the help you can get with Dev.” Dev was the name of the tattooed man on his way round. “Fuck, boys. I’ve seen and done more conversions than I can count, but I ain’t ever going to forget tonight. You two dumb fucks won’t either.” I was so damn excited. Raff was constantly on his phone texting people, but every couple of minutes, I asked to see the photo again. Eventually, he went over to Jesse’s computer and loaded up a new video. It was a mess of a video, obviously filmed on a phone's camera by someone who could barely hold still. But I instantly saw Dev’s dick, and that was all I cared about. The recording never went higher than his belly button, but I could see that the black ink pattern on him must have gone all over his body. On his stomach, Dev had a symbol tattooed, that I recognised as a ‘danger’ symbol that I sometimes saw on bleach or in sci fi films. There was no piercing in his dick in this video, though. “Yeah, that’s pretty new. Dev’s become a lot more fucked up since he came off his meds.” Raff explained, when I pointed it out. In the video, Dev was fucking someone, and he was fucking them hard. Whoever it was, they were dark skinned and, from what little of them I could see, pretty young. They also weren’t moving very much, or making noise. There was definitely audio - Dev grunted as he pounded, and the cameraman didn’t know how to shut up, constantly saying ‘fuck yeah’ and ‘breed that stupid cunt’, and so on. I asked Raff if the guy was okay, which just made him laugh. “Yeah, he’s having the time of his fucking life. I’ve met him a few times and trust me, he’d have been pissed off if Dev had stopped. He’s just in a K hole there.” I didn’t know what a K hole was, but it was just one more odd term I let wash over me. The video ended as abruptly as it started. I didn’t see anything more of Dev, just a few sweet minutes of watching someone get wrecked the way I was about to get wrecked, and I knew that I wanted it bad. Jesse spoke up when the screen went to black. “How many people like this do you know, Raff?” He asked. “Tons.” Raff waved his phone in his hand. “And pretty much every single one of them wants to welcome you two to the group.” We both shot up at that. “Maybe once Dev has broken Toby in, we could make something happen?” He winked, and didn’t even wait for our excited agreement before he started making calls. He got up from the sofa, heading out of the room towards Jesse’s bedroom as he began talking to people. Jesse and I looked at each other, grinning like two kids at Christmas. He climbed on top of me and we began making out, grinding our useless dicks against each other. ‘Drone dick’ was such a weird sensation, since everything that touched my dick still felt the way it should, but it just didn’t seem to cause the reaction it was supposed to. By this point, I was well beyond caring, though. I put my hands on Jesse’s ass cheeks and squeezed them tight. “This is fucking incredible…” I told him when our mouths finally broke apart. “Fuck yeah…” He whispered into my ear, before kissing and sucking at my neck for a few minutes. I could hear Raff talking and occasionally laughing from the other room, but he wasn’t loud enough to make out what was being said. After a few minutes of gentle kissing, stroking and grinding, Jesse spoke again. His tone had changed a little. “Toby, you get what’s about to happen to you, right?” “I’m about to be split in half by some crazy guy with a massive dick?” I asked. “No.” Jesse grinned. “Well yeah, that too, but I mean… You know what Raff means when he says he’s converted me, right?” I thought it just meant that Raff had made Jesse his slut. ‘Converted’ him into a whore, or something like that. Jesse’s tone made it clear that I’d missed something, though, so I shook my head. “He’s poz.” Jesse said, and when he realized that I didn’t recognize the word. “HIV positive. When he says he’s given me his gift, he means he’s made me like him. And Dev is going to do the same to you.” My heart pounded in my chest. It had been doing that all evening, but now I was suddenly much more aware of it. I tried to speak, but Jesse cut me off. “Don’t freak out!” He said, and began kissing me all over, on the lips, the face, the neck, wherever he could reach. “You don’t get how great this is. I know it’s scary right now, but in a little bit, it’ll all be over, and we’ll both be free. No more fucking around with condoms and stupid rules. We can fuck like real men, like Raff and Dev.” Jesse looked me in the eye. “And we’ll be brothers, just like what Raff said, right?” I can’t remember if I thought of Reese then, but it was pretty damn clear that Jesse wasn’t. However, there was something about him that absorbed me. There was fire in his eyes, and he had never looked sexier. Besides, it was already too late, right? Raff was poz, and he’d fucked Jesse, and I’d eaten the cum right out of Jesse’s ass. Was I already poz too? There was a knock at the door. The photo of Dev: https://imgur.com/a/saeqBjB

005 - Brothers I was swimming. I was flying. I was floating. I was fucked. And I wanted - more than anything I’d ever wanted before - to be fucked. My hole was throbbing around the plug that suddenly felt like a spear being rammed right through me. My cock tingled, still limp and increasingly undesired. My whole body pulsed with sensation, only some of it real, and being caused by Raff and Jesse. The rest was from memories that danced in my mind like some sort of pornographic clipshow. The first time I’d sucked dick. The first time I’d buried my face between Jesse’s asscheeks. The first time Reese had fucked me. And all the events of this evening so far. They all suddenly felt so intense, and real, like I could step backwards through time using just my memory. “... Oby… Toby… Toby? Open your eyes, babe.” It was Jesse’s voice, and suddenly my eyes shot open. He was in front of me, holding my face in both hands, smiling. “There you are.” He kissed me, then looked behind me at Raff. “He’s back.” “Good boy.” I felt Raffs hand on my head, ruffling my hair like I was a child. I turned to see that he was currently fiddling with Jesse’s laptop, logging into some porn site I’d never seen before. “Wh… What happened?” I asked, suddenly very aware of myself. I was exactly where I had been, knelt down in front of the sofa, but it felt like I had been there for hours. Movement was difficult at first. “How long was I…?” “Just a few minutes.” Jesse answered. “You spaced out, big time.” “I introduced you to Tina.” Raff explained. “She’s fun, isn’t she? Don’t worry, you’ll be seeing more of her real soon. How are you feeling? Good?” I nodded. “You like how that plug feels?” I nodded again, more enthusiastically. “Good. Pick one.” He told me, pointing at the screen. On it, there were a bunch of different porn titles listed. ‘GHB Sex Pigs’, ‘3 hour sex party’, ‘Brutal Rape’, ‘Meth mansluts’, ‘Greedy fucktard’, ‘Toxic seed’. I didn’t know what a lot of the titles meant, but my blurry vision zoomed in on one title in particular. “‘Cheap Manwhore’?” The answer made Raff laugh. “Good choice. One of my favourites.” The video that started playing was another hotel group, though this one didn’t have a lucky twink taking it in every hole. Just a bunch of incredibly sexy, sweaty, sleazy looking men sucking, wanking, and fucking each other. Raff turned away from the TV to face us. “Right then, now that you’re all sorted out, I’ve got another job for you. Look at your boy.” I turned to see Jesse - he was sat on the sofa, with his ass hanging over the edge, currently playing with the double ender in his hole. I turned back to Raff, who walked closer to me, placing a hand on the side of my head. My face was so close to his crotch, I could smell his body. “You did a real good job of getting him all loosened up for me. Thanks to you, he might actually survive this. But there’s a problem. See, I didn’t bring any lube with me.” That there was a bottle of our lube right next to his foot was clearly not relevant here. “In two minutes, I’m going to be fucking Jesse harder than he’s ever been fucked before, and all the lube he’s going to get is currently in your mouth.” With that, Raff put his free hand on the rim of his sweatpants and pushed down. No underwear prevented the huge black monster of a cock from flopping out, so hard that it nearly hit me. My mouth watered at the sight of it. I heard a whimper from Jesse, behind me. “So let’s see how much you really care about him.” I was pretty good at sucking dick, but before I’d even got my mouth around the dripping head of Raff’s dick, I knew I was in trouble. Reese’s dick was the closest I’d been to this, and I’d guess that Raff was at least three inches bigger, not to mention a lot thicker. There was a metal ring wrapped tightly around the base, which only served to make it look bigger still, and caused the veins to bulge. His balls swung below, looking ready to burst. Raff let me clean the head of precum before he took hold of my head, gripping my hair tight, forcing me to remain still as he began pushing his dick into my mouth. Raff was in complete control of me. If he pushed in too far and I couldn’t take it, he’d back off a little, but not much, and not for long, before he began pushing back in. I’m not sure what would have happened if I tried to force him off, but fortunately, it never came up. I struggled to breathe, but just about managed it, and Raff clearly didn’t mind the unattractive snorts I was making as I worked out how to keep myself going. Breathing only through my nose meant I couldn’t escape the incredible musky scent of his body. That smell was almost as good a high as the ‘T’ pulsing in my ass. Reading my mind, I felt Jesse move behind me. He was kneeling down, and I felt his hands on me. One went to the buttplug, gripping it by the base, twisting at it, pushing and pulling it just enough to make it move within me. The other hand, to my great surprise, came round to my front and took hold of my cock, which was now rock hard again. I hadn’t even noticed it till he touched it, but now I realized that it had been like that for a few minutes, and my legs were splashed with precum where it had been bouncing around. Jesse kissed at my shoulders and neck, and it felt like my body was filling with lightning from all the different stimulations. I couldn’t decide which part of me felt the most intense, and the longer it went on, the more difficult it was to even distinguish between them. “Fuck! Look at you two.” I heard Raff talk above me. “Last time I had two twinks like this, they just fought each other, wanting me all to themselves. But you two ain’t like that, are you?” Raff’s grip weakened, and he let his dick slide out of my mouth. One hand stayed on my head, while the other moved to Jesse’s. He looked down at us, and we both stared up at him. Jesse continued playing with my dick and the plug. “Two fucked up brothers taking this trip together, right?” Raff pushed both our heads towards his dick, and we began playing with it, licking and sucking at it and each other. I let Jesse take the lead, since I’d already had plenty of alone time with it. “Fucking beautiful! I just wish I could fuck you both at the same time, too.” With that, we both knew it was time. We moved away from his dick, and Jesse let go of me. He got to his feet, then helped me to mine. I suddenly realized how bad I was shaking. I hadn’t stood up in a while and my legs felt weak. Jesse held me up. “You okay?” He asked. I nodded, and he kissed me, his hand wrapping around my dick again, pumping it a few times before letting go. I was already getting soft again. Raff was racking up another four lines, and laughed when he saw me playing with myself, trying to get it up again. “Don’t sweat it, kid. You’re not going to be needing it tonight anyway. That you need a real mans cock inside you in order to get it up just shows you that you’re exactly where you should be.” With that, Raff bent down, taking two lines at lightning speed. Just like last time, he passed the straw to Jesse, who did his, then passed it to me. Walking felt weird, but I knew for damn sure that if I had to sit by and watch Jesse get wrecked, I wanted to be flying as high as I could go for it. Turned out that I’d be watching it very closely. “One last job for you.” Raff said to me after I had my line and turned around. Jesse was kneeling on the sofa, ass pointed out towards us, while Raff was holding his phone out for me. I took it. It was unlocked and in camera mode. “I wanna be able to remember this no matter how fucked up we get tonight. You make sure you get everything, got it?” He made a gesture with his hand, pointing to his face. I told him I’d get every second, as long as he sent me the video as well. He laughed, and told me that he would. Jesse didn’t seem to have any issue with it either. Before Raff walked away, he wrapped his arm around me and grabbed my plug. “Once I’m done here, how about I load you up again and let you have another little chat with Tina?” I nodded like a crazed bobblehead toy. He smirked and pulled me in, forcing his tongue into my mouth. It was nothing in comparison to his cock, but even his tongue felt huge inside me. I responded as best as I could, but when Raff did something, it was very difficult to do anything other than take it. We broke apart, and Raff turned towards Jesse, without another word. I began recording. ~~~ “You ready for this, Jesse?” Raff asked, positioning himself behind Jesse’s ass. Jesse’s answer was a wordless moan and a thrust of his ass in the direction of Raff’s cock. Raff took him by the hips - his hands were so large that they practically dwarfed Jesse’s hips and ass. He rubbed the tip of his dick up against Jesse’s hole, coating it in his precum and my spit. “God fucking damn, you don’t know just how long I’ve been waiting to do this.” On the word ‘this’, Raff began pushing the tip of his dick into Jesse’s hole. “So I’m going to take my time.” I licked my lips as I watched that huge black cock pushing open Jesse. My ass tingled around the plug and I tried to imagine what it felt like. I made sure to get every inch of it recorded, too. Jesse was whimpering and moaning ‘Oh fuck! Oh fuck!’ in no time, but just like with me earlier, at no point did anything like the word ‘stop’ come out of his mouth. The entire bulging head of Raff’s cock was now inside Jesse, and my mouth watered as I remembered how it had tasted. “Holy fucking shit…” Raff said in a low, husky voice. “How can a kid as fucking slutty as you still feel this tight?” I focused the camera on Raff’s face. His eyes were closed and his mouth in a wide grin. He bucked his hips slightly, pulling the tip of his dick almost all the way out of Jesse, then pushing back in a couple of times, before he continued moving forwards. It was incredible, watching inch after inch of that monster sink into my housemates ass. Memories of my cock being in there earlier came flooding back, and I remembered how it felt sliding into him completely bare, before drone dick ruined it. Completely bare… I realized then that Raff wasn’t wearing protection. I very nearly said something, but then some dark part of my mind told me to shut up. Raff was a real man, I thought, and this was how real men fucked. This was how Jesse wanted to get fucked. It wasn’t my place to try and stop that, I just hoped that I would get the same thing, later. Another inch, and then another sunk into him. I was certain that even with all his toys, nothing had ever penetrated Jesse this deep before. He’d gone quiet now, no longer whimpering or swearing. I moved so that I could see his face, and get it on camera. His eyes were watering, tears streaming down his face, but when he noticed me, he smiled and stuck his tongue out at me. He had never looked so attractive to me as he did right there, and that was saying something. I’d need a supercomputer to calculate all the times I’d jacked off over thoughts of Jesse, and that was before the first time we’d played around. I never imagined anything like this, though. “Ah, fuck yes!” Raff hissed, and I focused the camera back where the action was. Raff was slowly fucking Jesse, and holy fuck; when had Jesse taken more than half of Raff’s cock? More than two thirds, in fact, were being pulled out and stabbed back in, and Jesse was taking it like it was nothing. I realized, perhaps a lot later than I should have, that Raff wasn’t going to stop till he was balls deep inside Jesse, and suddenly I understood what he’d meant when he talked about Jesse ‘surviving’ this. There’s no way I could take something like this. I couldn’t even take Reese to the hilt. I couldn’t tell if Raff was pulling Jesse back, or if Jesse was genuinely still able to push himself even further down onto Raff’s cock. Either way, with a few more flexes and grunts, Raff was there. The whole damn thing buried inside Jesse like it was nothing. Raff didn’t dare pull out till Jesse’s ass had adjusted to him, but he ground his hips against Jesse’s, moving himself within, and swearing at how good it felt. I saw that Jesse was biting down onto a sofa cushion, eyes squeezed shut. Raff’s movements got faster and faster, and he began pulling out more and more of his cock before shoving it back in to the base. Jesse’s entire body was like nothing more than a fleshlight for him right now. I noticed a slapping noise, and moved behind them both. Raff was pounding Jesse hard enough that his balls were starting to slap against Jesse’s ass. But there was a second noise, and it took me a moment to find it. Just like me earlier, Jesse’s cock had got rock hard from the treatment, and was bouncing wildly, slapping up against his abs. Suddenly, Jesse erupted in noise. Swearing and moaning and whimpering, but still, never a word of protest, as Raff started ramming withdrawing his cock entirely from Jesse, then impaling him fully again. After one last shove, Raff wrapped his arms around Jesse, yanking him up from his all fours position into a bear hug. Black arms, hulking with muscles, wrapped around Jesse’s skinny white frame, and Raff fucked deep into Jesse. As I could no longer see between their bodies, I moved back round to the front where I could see their faces. “Fuck yes! Fuck yes! Fuck! Yes!” Raff yelled out, and their movement stopped for a moan. Jesse let out a long, howling moan, and I realized that his ass must be getting pumped full of Raff’s cum. The expression on his face was like nothing I’d ever seen before - an incredible mix of complete agony and pure bliss. Raff began moving again, still fucking Jesse, fucking his load deep into Jesse’s ass. I wanted so badly to know what it felt like. I needed it. While still fucking Jesse, Raff looked into the camera and started talking. “That’s one more fucked up twink converted by me…” He reached forwards with one hand, took the phone from me and flipped it round so that I was now being recorded. “But I still got one more here, waiting to be charged up. Who wants him?” I gulped.

I’ve been gay for as long as I can remember and have let the world know since I was 16. I’m 19 now and bored and a little horny. It was a Wednesday night and I wanted to get laid, all my friends were out of town or busy doing homework or other things. It was mid-September and I had finished up all my homework from my college courses for the day. I began Browsing CL and saw a add in men seeking Men labeled “Subjects Wanted-survey -25 (Podunk)” I clicked on it: Subjects Wanted-survey -25 (Podunk) Grad student looking for test subjects for research of a sexual nature for more info please respond with “Test “ in subject line with stats and pic all will be responded to many will be selected. Sounded interesting but I continued on to find one that read “Rainbow fuck fest – 25 (Podunk)” I clicked on it as well: Rainbow fuck fest – 25 (Podunk) Grad student looking for test subjects for research of a sexual nature for more info please respond with “Test “ in subject line with stats and pic all will be responded to many will be selected. Subjects will be asked to fill out survey and make commitment to scheduled Bi-monthly sessions. Not for the faint of heart or weak willed. I was intrigued so I responded with my current face pic and my stats 19, 165# 6’2” Blonde/green uncut 8” . I thought what the hell. I came upon an ad for a 20 something looking to get his rocks off and responded to him a well. Almost immediately got a response from the kid and he gave me his cell phone number and asked me to text him. We exchanged a couple text and made plans to meet up at a coffee shop not too far from my dorm room. He was hotter in person than his CL pic and I almost immediately got hard. He was about 5’11” maybe 145# and very athletically built. He also had a promising budge in his shorts. We chit chatted for a few got a latte and he was all nervous so I asked him if he had a place to go and he said he did so I said lets go. We walked a few blocks and he lead me down an alley behind one of the campus buildings, we got to the loading dock and he swiped a keycard across the reader and the door popped open. He lead me down the darkened hallway to a small room that overlooked a large teaching auditorium. As the door closed behind us he turned me around and pinned me against the door and we started passionately kissing as we striped away each other’s clothes. His lips and tongue were all over my body as we thrashed around on the small couch that adorned one of the walls facing the class room. He got between my legs and began sucking down my thick uncut cock and licking my balls It felt so right. He lifted my legs to his shoulders and he began rimming my almost virgin hole, I had been fucked a few times but was mostly a top as It was uncomfortable to me to have a guy’s cock invade my private space. His tongue on the other hand felt great as it worked its way into my anal ring and got the hole real sloppy. He got up, laid me back on the couch as he then pulled my legs over the top of me so my hole was looking at the ceiling and his cock slid past my lips his nine inches or so wasn’t real thick but it was a mouthful he continued to rim my hole while feeding me his cock, as he began fingering my hole getting it even more loose. He pulled his cock from my mouth and without letting me down circled around and stepped up on the couch then slid his raging hard cock along my crack and moist puckering hole. He angled his cock down and slipped in the head, I stopped him and asked for a condom, He said he rather do it raw but for this time He would put one on since we didn’t know each other. It didn’t occur to me that he might try to stealth me but he reached in my pants pocket and pulled out one of the condoms I had brought. He said he didn’t bring any because these things for him didn’t usually get this far as most guys who respond just don’t appeal to him or end up Cuming before the fucking began. I figured he probably was stretching the truth and usually barebacked his fuck mates. He seemed caring and genuine so as he slipped the condom on and then into my hole. I hurt at first then just gave me a feeling of being full, He slowly began sliding in and out then picked up his pace slamming his cock deep in my hole . My shoulders began aching and he could see the discomfort in my face so without pulling out he rotated me around on the couch so I was lying flat and he was standing over me as he continued to fuck my hole. It was the first time I could remember really enjoying getting fucked. We continued to fuck and in this new position he was able to lean over and kiss me and play with my nipples, my cock was rock hard even though I had a cock pounding my insides, I normally go flaccid when getting fucked but this guy was really getting my motor running. We were kissing when he tensed up and shoot into the tip of the condom filling the reservoir. He held his cock in me and let it soften before pulling out. We kissed some more and he said he wanted for me to fuck him, I had only brought one condom but he said no problem, carefully pulled off the rubber asked me to pour the contents on his hole and then slid the rubber on my fat shaft. I worked his cum into his hole and the inside of the condom slick with his spunk provided lube for me as well I worked my cock into his cum slick hole and began ridding him doggie style. I started out slow and gentle but quickly became fast and furious fucking him hard and pounding my hot cock into his insides. I was about to blow my wad and there was nothing I could do to stop the flow as the tip of the condom gave way and my head slid out the end and I filled his hole with my pent up man juice and DNA. I apologized for Cuming in his hole and he just said it happens sometimes, he gave me his email address and said we should get together again as he really liked what we did together. I laughed and said I really enjoyed him as well. He lead me out of the building and I returned to my dorm room. When I got back to my dorm room I clicked on my computer and sent him a thank you as well as texting him. I know it was weird but I’m just that polite. I checked my mail and had a message back from the grad researcher: “Thank you for responding to my ad on CL. I am a second year grad student researching sexual behaviors of the adult male in an all-male setting. If you are interested please print the following participant release and sign it as well as printing this e-mail and bring it along with you to the following address on September 30th at between 8:00 and 8:10 please be prompt as this is a scientific survey and experiment 24367 Gallant Way Podunk This sounded like it could be fun so I wrote to my new sex buddy and said he should see if they could use him as well. To be continued- the survey

1. Finding the Line Whenever we look back on that weekend, I’ve never been able to pinpoint exactly when we crossed the line. Jesse can never decide which chemical was one chemical too far. And I’m certain that even Reese couldn’t say where the point of no return was. But I can’t deny it - we definitely crossed the line. There was definitely one drug too far, and a lot more after that. And when all the white dust settled, there was definitely no returning to how things used to be. ~~~ The weekend started in typical style, on Friday night. Jesse and Reese were fighting again. Over what, I didn’t know, since I’d got home late enough to miss the shouting match that had no doubt happened earlier. No doubt one of them or the other had slept with the wrong person or wasn’t 100% sure if there had been a condom, and the other reacted as if he would never do something so heinous. Jesse and Reese were one of those typical gay couples; too slutty for monogamy, too jealous for polyamory. When I got home, I checked the trash for broken glass, but there was nothing. It probably didn’t get physical this time, at least. But I’d been living with them long enough to recognise the signs that they’d been fighting. If they were in good moods, Jesse would be singing along to awful music as he cooked, while Reese sat on the sofa, endlessly tuning his electric guitar, headphones on and Jesse’s music thoroughly drowned out. The apartment would be smelling of garlic and something burning, and I’d immediately lock myself up in my room and try to escape Jesse’s singing. That was no easy task. We lived in a tiny apartment in a run down area of New York. Just two bedrooms, both barely big enough for one person, let alone two, plus a cramped bathroom with perpetually grimy windows. Only the front room offered any real comfort, with just enough space for a big sofa and a desk, plus a tiny kitchen tucked away in one corner. But they definitely were not in good moods. The silence that greeted me when I arrived was enough to tell me that. As I passed Reese and Jesse’s room, I heard some rustling, then found Jesse on the sofa in the front room still in his work polo, but lacking pants, only wearing underwear. Pretending to play on his phone, he scrolled endlessly down some porn filled social media feed, no doubt. He smiled at me as I entered the room, and even winked at me. That only meant one thing - this time, it was Reese that had messed up, and Jesse was the offended party. Which meant Jesse and I would be fucking as soon as we were left alone. Maybe it makes me a shitty person, but Reese and Jesse’s relationship hitting the rocks was pretty much the best thing to happen to my sex life. Whenever one of them thought they were in the right, they would celebrate their victory by ‘secretly’ fucking about with me. Neither of them would ever involve me in one of their fights, but that didn’t mean I was a No Man’s Land. Quite the opposite - I was the trump card of their relationship. One could have as much sex with me as he liked, and the other would never raise an objection, since he was doing it too. It was far from the biggest issue in their relationship, and I was more than happy with the arrangement. Even before Reese came out of their room, I had a pretty good idea of what was happening. Seeing him in his black tracksuit with a duffel bag slung over one shoulder just confirmed it. He nodded to me when he saw me, and said “I’m gonna go see the folks.” This might have been true, but it was equally possible he was going to find some barely legal to split in two. I felt a pang of jealousy - Reese had the bigger dick, and Jesse would probably want to bottom, but beggars shouldn’t be choosers. “Cool.” Was my only reply as I powered up the playstation. We caught each others eye for a moment, and I could tell he was thinking something along the same lines as me. He smirked, before turning to the desk and picking up a few things he’d be needing. Yep, some young thing was about to get ruined. Another pang of jealousy. Jesse didn’t look up from his phone, and I loaded up some old first person shooter, more for the sake of creating some noise to fill the silence than any real desire to play a game. Reese filled up his bag, zipped it shut, and rattled his keys as he scooped them up from the desk. He turned to leave, and for a moment, I thought they weren’t even going to say bye. “See you on Sunday?” Jesse asked as Reese was about to leave. He paused in the doorway for a few seconds. “Yeah.” Jesse visibly unclenched. “See ya.” And nothing more was said. He continued walking, and I heard the sound of him pissing in the bathroom, then the opening and closing - not slamming - of the front door. Jesse and I looked at each other, and he smiled at me, sadly. ~~~ It wasn’t long before things got going. I’d played two very poor rounds of Domination while Jesse watched on, before he stood up and headed to his bedroom. “I guess he actually is going to his parents.” He said on his way back in. “He didn’t take this with him, at least.” He’d lost his shirt, wearing only his light blue briefs now, and carried in a plastic tub that I knew all too well. The weed box. Cool. It was going to be a silly night. No way Jesse would do anything but bottom when stoned, but at least it wasn’t going to be a quick, shameful fuck followed by him disappearing into his room for the rest of the weekend. We traded items - I took the weed box and Jesse took the controller. We were both awful at the game, but I could at least roll a joint. I didn’t even need to watch what I was doing as I prepared it. Jesse got shot down as I took some weed from the baggie, and again as I twisted the grinder. He managed to stay alive for a while while I filled the paper with slightly stale tobacco, mostly by not going anywhere near the parts of the map where the fighting actually happened. He managed to blow himself up on his own grenade while I prepared the roach, and by the time I was sealing the joint up, he’d already given up entirely. “It’s a stupid game.” He told me. I only raised an eyebrow in response, and lit the joint. I took a short drag to test it, then a much longer one once I was sure it wouldn’t make the lightweight Jesse white out, then passed it over, taking the controller back. He slid up next to me on the sofa and brought the joint up to his lips. We didn’t speak for a while, but I saw his hand shaking as he smoked, so I put my hand on his knee and gave it a little squeeze before my game started. He smiled at me again, happier this time, and rested his head on my shoulder and a hand on my thigh, watching me play. Every now and then, he’d take a drag, or bring the joint up to my lips so that I didn’t have to wait for breaks in the game. We burnt through the joint a lot faster than we should have, and my head was spinning. Every time Jesse’s hand returned to my thigh, it was a little closer to my cock, which was slowly swelling inside my jeans. The game ended and I rolled another joint and sat it to one side, not intending to have it straight away, but Jesse had other plans. He took up the joint and lit it, taking a long drag, but he didn’t exhale. Instead, he leaned in, pushed my shaggy brown hair out of my eyes, and brought his mouth to mine. If I were a smarter, less stoned man, everything that followed might have seemed obvious and avoidable, but I was taken by surprise. He exhaled the smoke into my mouth, and I breathed it into my lungs. I’d shotgunned before, but only with Reese, not Jesse. Jesse was never normally this forward, but I wasn’t about to start complaining. We broke apart so I could exhale, and he shifted position, straddling my lap. I took him by the hips, slipping my fingers under the fabric of his briefs, and pulling him into me. His dick was rock hard against my stomach, and he began grinding into me as our mouths found each other again. I brought one hand up to the back of his neck and held him in place, and shoved my tongue into his mouth, making out with him the way I knew he liked. Breaking the kiss apart again, I found the joint and took a long drag, bringing my spare hand to Jesse’s asscheek and squeezing it hard. He moaned. “You gonna fuck me real hard?” He asked. Before I answered, I brought his mouth to mine and exhaled, letting him breathe in my smoke, then we made out a little longer. “That depends.” I answered when we came up for air. “I think we’re out of lube. That gonna be a problem?” His only answer was to start moving off me. I grabbed his underwear with both hands, yanking them down away from him as he moved. His cock sprang out so hard that it flicked a little preum onto my arm. I took a look at him standing naked in front of me. His chest, stomach, and dick were all clean shaven - clearly Reese and Jesse had made plans for this weekend, before Reese’s indisgression. Of the three of us, Jesse’s dick was the smallest, but it was still a decent six inches (Reese was the biggest at seven and a half, and I was somewhere in the middle, though mine was thickest). A very physical job made his body thin but lean. His balls were big, tight, and looked about ready to burst, and he had a sweet round bubble butt that I was all too happy to have sat on my face for hours, on nights when Jesse had been feeling more dominant. Not much chance of that tonight though. Jesse dropped to his knees and buried his face in my crotch. I ran one hand through his sandy blonde hair and held him in place while I smoked with the other. My cock was straining to escape at least my jeans, but for the moment, I ignored it. Instead, I pulled my t-shirt off over my head, and Jesse’s hands instantly shot up and found my nipples. I moaned, and held his head tighter as I grinded my denim covered dick into Jesse’s mouth. Taking my hand off his head, I slipped it between us and began to unbuckle my belt. Jesse instantly took over, and in one smooth movement, my jeans, underwear, and even my socks were whipped off, and we were both completely naked. His mouth engulfed my cock, pausing just a moment to clean off the precum that had built up at the tip, then sliding all the way down till his nose nestled into my pubes. I usually kept things smooth down there, but it had been a while since I tidied up, so there was a thin layer of dark brown hair giving my pale skin some colour. Jesse had destroyed his gag reflex years before the first time I felt him around my cock, and could deepthroat so well, you could be forgiven for thinking he didn’t actually need to breathe, so long as he had a cock in his mouth. He worked his way up and down my 7 inches the way he knew I liked, bobbing up and down so I could feel the tip of my dick slipping in and out of his throat. One of his hands found my balls and squeezed gently. The other, to my surprise, went to my ass, fingers wiggling towards my hole. This wasn’t like him at all. I took another drag and moved so that he had easier access. Instantly, he stopped sucking my dick and moved down. I felt his wet lips against my hole, and he burrowed his tongue inside. “Holy fuck, Jesse!” I practically yelled, and my cock twitched so hard it looked like it bounced off my stomach before slapping back down with a sloppy noise. I felt his hands on my thighs, pushing them up, so I lifted my legs and held the backs of my knees to give him better access. I’d never known Jesse to do anything like this before, and if his tongue didn’t feel so damn good inside me, maybe I would have had sense enough to put a stop to things there. Instead, I just moaned, and swore under my breath. No longer needing to hold my legs, Jesse’s hand found my cock and started gently pumping it as he kept eating out my ass. His other hand ran up my stomach, back to my nipple. It was a stretch, but he was clearly determined to do as much as possible. Once he started tweaking me again, I was like putty in his hands. My ass was feeling slicker and slicker as he filled it with his spit. He played with my dick just gently enough to tease me and keep it twitching. “I thought I was fucking you?” I asked, breathlessly, then instantly regretted it as his tongue slipped out of my hole and his hands left my body. I looked at him - all around his mouth shone with spit and he grinned at me. Still on his knees in front of me, he leaned forwards and pressed his dick against my ass, making me gasp. His fingers found my nipples and started twisting them. “Oh, you will be.” He said, and even in my stoned haze, I could see something dangerous in the way that he smirked. “But… You wanna have some fun, first?” “Aren’t we having fun already?” I asked. “Something more fun than this.” He leaned forwards, making his cock press right up against my hole, and kissed me gently on the lips. I let go of my legs and wrapped them around him, holding him tight against me. “Something I’ve been wanting to try for a long time.” He kissed me again, and grinded his dick against me. “Something more fun than anything you’ve done with Reese.” I raised an eyebrow. Neither of them ever acknowledged what I did with the other. “But you have to promise you’ll give it a go before I tell you what it is, okay?” He kissed me a few more times. “Is it safe?” I asked, but he just smiled at me again, and bit his lip, waiting for my answer. There was something in his eyes. I didn’t know what it was, but it made my cock twitch almost as hard as his tongue had. “... Alright. I’ll give it a try. What is it?” A thought instantly occurred to me. “You’re not fisting me. Reese already tried it and it didn’t end well.” Jesse laughed, so hard that I could feel it shake through his body. Something about that laugh made me feel more sure of myself. “Well, that’s a shame.” He told me. “But that’s not actually what I had in mind. You definitely promise?” I nodded. “Pinky swear?” He held up his little finger, and we both laughed, before I sighed and linked my pinkie around his. “Awesome.” He leaned in and kissed me once more, slipping his tongue into my mouth for a moment, before he pulled away from me. He found the joint, stuck it in my mouth and relit it for me, then stood up and headed towards his room. “Stay there, I’ll be back.” I watched his sweet little bubblebutt bounce away and decided that I’d definitely be getting my tongue inside that before the night was through. I heard him digging about in his bedroom while I puffed on the joint. There wasn’t much of it left, and a part of me was aware that Jesse had barely touched this one, but that part got quieter with each passing minute. Finally, Jesse came back into the front room, though not before going into the bathroom. His dick bounced up and down as he strided back inside and went to the desk, gesturing me to come over. I stood next to him. On the desk, he placed a mirror - the one he used to make sure the back side of his hair was as flawlessly styled as the front. On the mirror, he placed several items. An old credit card with Reese’s name on it, a pack of normal sized rizzlers, an empty can of deodorant, a straw that had been cut up into smaller pieces, and a small plastic baggie filled with some sort of white powder. My brain didn’t register what I was seeing straight away. “Jesse, what is-” Jesse spun around and forced his mouth against mine, kissing me hard. One hand grabbed my dick and squeezed as he tugged at it, while the other went round to my ass, a finger finding my hole and pressing into it. I moaned into Jesse’s mouth, and brought both my hands around him to grab his perfect asscheeks. The same part of my brain that had tracked the amount I smoked was speaking up again. Drugs. And not just weed, proper bad drugs, like cocaine or something. But my cock was rock hard in Jesse’s hand, and his ass was warm and soft under mine. He broke the kiss. “Remember, you promised to try.” He said, and smirked that dangerous smirk again. I nodded my ascent. “Watch what I do.” He let go of me and turned around. I stood right behind him, pressing my dick into his ass, which he pushed gently into me. I rested my head on his shoulder and watched, as he placed the baggie in the center of the mirror. Rolling the deodorant can over it, he crushed whatever it was into an even finer powder, then placed the can to one side. He opened up the bag and brought it to his nose, sniffing as if it were a glass of wine. He passed it under my nose and, as I sniffed, pressed his ass even harder into my dick. The smell was weird, like nothing I’d encountered before. ‘Industrial chemical’ was the only term I could think to describe it, and that didn’t fill me with confidence. But right then, all I could think about was how good my cock felt between Jesse’s cheeks. It was about to feel a lot better. Jesse upended the baggie on the mirror, tipping out the powder into a little mound. He shook the baggie, making sure to get every speck out, then placed the empty bag next to the can. Next, he took the credit card and used it to separate out a small piece of the powder, dragging it closer to the edge of the mirror nearest us. There was a crunching sound as he pressed the card down against the little pile, crushing the largest bits that the can had missed, then he separated it out into two lines. Bucking his hips against me, he got me to move back a little as he leaned forwards, taking up a straw and bringing his face close to the mirror. It would have been so easy to slip my dick inside his hole right then and there, even without lube, but I resisted the temptation. I heard a sniff, then he shot back up to standing again, with a wordless yelp. Instantly, he spun round and we were kissing again. He held my dick in one hand while grinding against me, suddenly feeling like he was moving much faster. He moaned and kissed down my neck, before pulling away again. “Fuck, that feels wild.” He said, rubbing at his nose. He stepped away and nudged me towards the mirror, holding up the straw piece. “Your turn.” I took it from him, and felt him move so that our positions were reversed. Now his dick was pressing into my ass. I looked down at the white line on the mirror, then turned to look at Jesse. He just kissed me on the cheek then nodded towards it again. I sighed. “Okay, what the hell.” And with that, I bent down, put the straw in one nostril while pinching the other closed, and snorted up the line. Toby: Jesse: Reese:

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 1) Kyle was only a senior at suburban Chicago high school. He had just turned 18 and at 5’10” he had a solid, runner’s build. With his good looks he could get any girl (or guy) he wanted, but he hadn’t begun to explore his sexuality, he was a nerd (a very cute nerd, including the glasses) and was more into school and grades. Kyle was fortunate to have a loving mother, but since his father died when he was barley 13. He was without a male influence in his life at the most important stage in his young life, puberty. Even after his father’s death, Kyle was always able to come and go as he pleased. This became easier for Kyle when his mother gave him a car for his 16th birthday. It was common for Kyle to be out all night…that is as long as he let his mom know that he wouldn’t be home. On this particular Friday, Kyle was going to check out one of the major university in the city of Chicago. He drove into the city and parked his car in a lot a few blocks from the campus. He met with an admission counselor and took a tour of the campus. The tour was conducted by a current student at the school. After the tour Kyle was hungry and decided to grab a late lunch. He headed to the student union and grabbed a sandwich and, since he didn’t know anyone at the school, sat at a table by himself. There were student’s coming and going as he relaxed and ate his lunch. Soon a couple of older students, he guessed that they must be seniors, sat down with him. They introduced themselves. “Hey there, I’m Rickey and that’s my roommate Tyler.” As they shook hands Kyle introduced himself, “I’m Kyle.” Tyler commented, “We’ve never seen you here before, where’s a good looking guy like you been hiding?” “I’m not a student here, at least not yet…..I am going to start in the fall.” Rickey then said, “Right on! We’re having a few of our friends over for a party tonight, you should come over. Where are you spending the night?” “Well, I was just going to drive back home after I finished eating. I live in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.” The two college men invited Kyle to come over and spend the night. The way the two were talking to the high school senior he felt like he couldn’t refuse. He had been to his share of high school parties with beer and pot. He knew he could control himself as to not make a fool of himself in front of a group of college students. “Sure, that sounds like it will be a lot of fun. I figure I will get to make some good friends here before I classes start this fall.” “Right on!” exclaimed Rickey. Kyle finished eating and the 3 left. As Kyle followed behind the two older college men he called and left a message for his mom that he was hanging with a few college guys and wouldn’t be home till the morning. He always felt a little sheepish, but maybe at this party he could break out and be more of a leader. After a good walk the 3 came to an old apartment building. Kyle followed the 2 as they climbed up to the top floor and he wondered to himself why the building looked to have 4 floors but they lived on the third floor. His curiosity would be answered cause as he was led into the only apartment on the top floor he discovered that they lived in a unit intended for the building’s owner. The main floor had a decent kitchen, a large living room with a den and a full bath with there were 4 bedrooms up stairs. “Just you two live here?” “It will be just us two this summer, in the fall we usually look for a few guys to occupy the other bedrooms” Tyler told him. Rickey offered Kyle a beer and the 3 settled in the living room to watch the Cub’s game. The three sat on the large sectional couch across from the 60” plasma with Kyle between the 2 roommates. The sectional was big enough so they had adequate space between each as to not make Kyle uncomfortable. Kyle drank his beer slowly and as he did he began to feel warm. He noticed that Rickey and Tyler had slipped their shirts off and were now just sitting in their cargo shorts. These two had great bodies with well defined pecs, arms and flat abs….Kyle felt a little self conscious about removing his shirt. Tyler made the suggestion, “Make yourself at home, get comfortable.” They could tell that Kyle was not comfortable about taking his shirt off and made the suggestion, “Kyle, it get’s warm in the apartment, why don’t you slip your shirt off…I’m sure you’ll feel cooler with it off.” It seemed like Kyle took that as a command as he removed his shirt to reveal his lean, thin build. Rickey helped boost Kyle’s self esteem, “Kyle you got a nice body for a young dude. I can see a lot of potential for you. You work out at all?” “A little….I’m more into my studies then working out. I run a lot though.” “What do you think Rickey, with a little work and our guidance we could make something out of that body of his.” “Right on!” Rickey agreed. “You really think I could be built like you?” Tyler told the shy teen, “Sure we do.” This brought a smile to Kyle’s face. He drank more of his beer and began to feel warmer and a little horny. Here he was with 2 good looking guys watching the Cub’s and he was getting hard. He did his best to hide his growing erection, but it was not able to and soon both Rickey and Tyler noticed and knew it was time to launch their plan. Hey slid in closer to Kyle and Rickey put his hand on Kyle’s thigh as Tyler put his arm around the teen. Kyle was not quick enough to protest….he actually felt comfortable with what the 2 were doing. Before Kyle knew it Tyler removed his glasses and was pulling him in for a kiss while Rickey moved his hand up his leg into his shorts. This was all new to Kyle; he had never been with anyone sexually except himself. He figured he’d go with it, and if he didn’t like it then he’d know he wasn’t gay. But he was discovering that he did like the way these 2 hot studs were making him feel. He felt his senses going into over load as Rickey played with his 7” cut cock and Tyler’s tongue probed into his mouth. It didn’t take long before Kyle’s shorts and boxers were on the ground. Rickey began to lick and suck Kyle’s cock as Tyler pulled Kyle down to his crotch. As Tyler held his head down he moved his cargo shorts down revealing a nice 8” cut cock. Tyler urged…no commanded that Kyle lick his cock, “Lick my cock, lick it from the base to the tip.” Kyle was in virgin territory and did was he felt was right, just follow their directions. The last thing he wanted the roommates to know was that he was a virgin. Kyle’s lack of experience showed when Rickey told him to suck Tyler’s cock. He wasn’t sure what to do and did the best he could just getting the tip in his mouth. “Watch the teeth Kyle!” Kyle pulled off for a second to say “Sorry.” Rickey could tell that Kyle was about to cum and the 2 didn’t want that just yet. He pulled off Kyle’s cock and came up to kiss he lover, Tyler. The 2 roommates whispered to each other ss Kyle continued to try and do his best to suck Tyler. Tyler asked, “Is this the first time you’ve ever sucked a guy’s cock?” Kyle kept stroking Tyler’s cock as he lifted his head and attempted to deny this fact. Rickey let him know, “It’s ok if you’ve never done this before. We can teach you, we can teach you a lot.” Kyle felt more at ease and admitted the truth, “Yeah, I’ve never done this before….I’m a virgin.” Tyler asked, “So, you think you’re gay?” “I don’t really know….I’ve never been with a girl or guy.” “It’s ok”, Rickey reassured him, “Let’s head up stairs and get comfortable and we can teach you everything.” They headed up the stairs, stark naked, and went into the master bedroom. There Kyle sat down as Tyler stepped into the bathroom for a second. When he returned he had a bottle of poppers, a few white and blue pills and something else that Kyle couldn’t see. Kyle asked, “What are the pills for?” Tyler told him, “The blue ones will keep you hard and horny,” Rickey said, “The white one will relax you.” Kyle naivety showed, he figured that these guys knew what they were doing, they wouldn’t hurt him. He swallowed the pills. “What’s the little brown bottle for?” Tyler said “Those are poppers, they also help relax you when you sniff them” as he opened the bottle and took a couple deep hits in each nostril. He then handed the bottle to Rickey and he did the same. They then handed the bottle to Kyle and he didn’t even hesitate when he took his hits. Kyle’s head was spinning. The ecstasy was beginning to kick in as the poppers hit him hard. The roommates knew that they had him right where they wanted him. Before Kyle knew what was happening Rickey grabbed his left arm and Tyler stuck him with a needle. The next thing Kyle felt was a warmth rush up his arm and felt it difficult to breath. He coughed out a couple times. He heard a ringing in his ears and felt as if he was floating. When he started to gain a comprehension as to what was happening….he was on his back with his legs on Rickey’s shoulders. He looked up at Rickey as he began to realize that he was being fucked. Kyle didn’t say a word, he simply moaned out in pleasure to what was happening. Tyler was over his head and as Kyle came around, Tyler began to feed Kyle his cock. Kyle eagerly sucked it down and, with the position he was in, took it down his throat. With a free hand he reached down to feel Ricks cock sliding in and out of his ass when he made a startling discovery….Rickey was not wearing a rubber. For a brief moment Kyle panicked, he remembered all the lectures and videos he watched in health class on STD’s and safe sex, but after Tyler shoved the poppers back under his nose forcing him to take some deep hits. His head was spinning as he heard the 2 college stud’s talking. “Rickey, this fag can make us some good cash over the next 4 years.” “Right on! With some good training and the proper encouragement he’ll be a perfect addition to our crew. Hey Ty, how much did you give him?” “Close to 2 quarters.” “That’s a good start, we got to get him hooked so he will be depended on us.” Kyle barely heard yet understood what the 2 studs were talking about. “I’m getting close Ty….he’s got one hot ass here.” “Breed him bro, breed his virgin ass.” Rickey looked down at Kyle and told him, “Look at me, keep those baby blues on mine.” Tyler pulled his cock from Kyle’s mouth, “There’ll be plenty of time to teach you to suck cock and swallow cum.” Kyle looked up at Tyler as he spoke and was reminded, “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” as he felt a hand slap him across his face. He looked up at Rickey. “I want you to remember this, always look at the John’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” Kyle had his eyes locked on Rickey as he heard him start to moan and grunt. He punctuated each thrust with a grunt. Then it happened, “FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!! I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, YOUR VIRGIN NEG HOLE. IT BELONGS TO ME NOW!!!” As Rickey’s orgasm concluded he ground his cock inside Kyle’s formerly virgin hole making sure that every ounce of his seed was massaged into his gut. Rickey pulled his still hard cock out of Kyle and he was quickly replaced by Tyler’s. “MY TURN TO CLAIM YOUR ASS AS MY OWN!” Tyler exclaimed as he rammed the entire length of his 8” cock inside the teen. With the change in position he was able to get a good look at the cock that had taken his virginity and probably his health. Rickey’s cock was the same length as Tyler’s, but uncut. Since Tyler had his cock down Kyle’s throat he had already worked his balls to near boiling point. He began to breath heavier as Kyle could feel his cock thicken. Kyle had his eyes locked on Tyler as the stud reached the point of no return. “UH, UH, UH, TAKE MY CHARGED CUM YOU FUCKING WHORE!” And Kyle was filled with his second load of poz cum.

I'm 23 years old now, and have been with many men, but the man who showed me that I was gay will always have a special place in my heart. His name was Ryan, and he was a neighbor who lived just down the block from my family. We'll pretend his last name was Thomas, 'cause I never called him Ryan. only Mister 'Thomas'. I was still living at home, just out of high school and yes I was 18 . In my younger days I would sometimes mow his lawn for him or rake leaves, shovel snow, stuff like that for cash because, at that age, I didn't have a job. I remember him always being really cool, friendly, and he'd tip me big for doing those chores. He'd even buy me gifts for my birthday, at Christmas, and sometimes just out of the blue for no reason. He told me not to tell my parents about them. He never told me why I wasn't supposed to, but I was happy to comply since I was very fond of him, so I never told my parents about the gifts. On my 18th birthday though, all I received was a letter, in which Ryan said he wanted me to come over to his house on a day I wasn't busy, and that my gift was there. Naturally I was excited, speculating he was going to give me something big - maybe even a car! Now before I tell you about the day I went over cause of his beckoning letter I'll tell you about about the two of us. I am a white guy, a bit of a jock tall, cute, and athletic, have dark hair and dark eyes. I was a wide receiver on my high school football team and got a bit of attention from the ladies, but after having a few girlfriends in high school, I never really got past third base with them, and truth be known, I didn't really want to. When I'd masturbate, it would always be to girls getting it up their ass, and getting creampied, but my focus was always on the cock, the cum, and the asshole. I realized quickly I wasn't really into pussy at all, eventually I started looking at gay porn, and found it amazing, but I was ashamed of myself. I found myself drifting off into many, many erotic fantasies about being with men, and of course, Ryan featured in many of them. At roughly 6' 2'', Ryan was clean-shaven, quite muscular, had short brown hair and I imagine he was around 230 lbs. I had no idea at the time but he also had been fantasizing about me. So anyway, onto the birthday letter. I have a summer birthday so I turned 18 right after graduation. So a few days after my birthday when I had nothing planned, I decided to stroll over to his place. I just told my mom I was going over to a friend's house, so it was no big deal. I walked up to his front door and rang the doorbell. He didn't know I was coming over so he was very happy to see that I had gotten his letter and decided to see what my gift was. He let me inside, and asked if I wanted a drink. I asked if he had Pepsi, and he said "No I meant like an alcoholic drink, Ian. You won't tell your parents, right?" I chuckled "Ha ha no, Mr. Thomas, that would be great though!" I was always blushing around him, and he always smiled when he saw me doing it. "You must do pretty well with the ladies. You're quite the stud, you know?" he commented. I blushed wildly, and a grin crossed his face. "Yeah, I guess so" I replied. At this he was a little confused, asking "What do you mean by that?" So now I came to a hurdle. Mr. Thomas was the only person who I could trust with my secret, that I was into men, but how would he take it? We were now standing in his living room, I was drinking down my glass of an unknown alcoholic beverage that tasted great. I told myself, Well fuck it, I know I can trust him. "Well Mr. Thomas, can I tell you something, and promise not to tell my parents?" I asked. "Of course Ian, you know you can talk to me." "Well," I nervously said, my face beet red, "I THINK I LIKE MEN AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO." He was a little shocked by this and so was I. How could I just come out and say something like that, and to a man to whom I was attracted, and about whom I had fantasized? Then he took a deep breath, clearly having made-up his mind, smiled, and replied, "Ian, haven't you ever wonder why a good looking man like myself doesn't have a wife? I'm gay. Why do you think I always bought you gifts, and had you do chores for me? Your are the most beautiful person I've ever met!" He was so casual as he said this, I was frozen, but he wasn't, he walked over to me and kissed me strongly, his tongue pierced my lips as he wrapped his arms around my body, holding me tightly. I could feel a huge bulge in his pants, but couldn't focus on it, my mouth relaxed. I was being kissed by a man! It felt so good, so right! I started kissing him back now, sucking on his tongue, our mouths engaged in a deep kiss. After a minute or so, he broke off the kiss, looked at me and smiled, he grabbed my ass with both hands, and pushed me with his big masculine body onto his couch. I found myself on my back, he was laying on top of me, groping me, and devouring my mouth. I was so horny now, and our bulges were up against each other. He lifted himself off of me, took off his shirt, and I instinctively did the same, then my hands wondered down to me pants, he saw this, and immediately removed his belt, unzipped his jeans, and out of the part in his boxers, his huge cock sprang out. He was straddling my hips now, and the monstrous cock was about 2 feet away from my face, It was amazing. Mr. Thomas' cock must have been around 8 inches, slightly darker then the rest of his pale complection and really think, like really thick. With a fucking sexy purple mushroom head that perfectly complemented the rest of it. I was entranced. I just lay there staring into it's glory. My hands still stood by my zipper, he's strong hands removed them. And he undid my pants, and my smaller, 6 inch cock sprang out, hard as a rock. He then lunged back onto me, fucking my mouth with his tounge again, He began fucking my cock and balls like I was a girl. His huge member plunged wherever it wanted up against my sac, pushing at my balls, and then it sprang forward and lay atop my own cock, just as Mr. Thomas lay upon me. This cock fucking, and extreme make out session went on for awhile. I felt like I was in love, I had never felt this way before! He then sat up again, and removed his pants completely, I did the same thing, and suddenly we were both naked. once again, on his big couch, he was straddling my higs, with his huge cock hanging there, over my own and my eyes once again locked onto it. "I want to make you feel good Mr. Thomas!" I nudged my body so that his cock was now hanging over my abdomen, and kept creeping under his legs until it was over my chest, then mouth. He lowered himself down, I opened my mouth and felt that amazing head, wet with precum touch my tounge for the first time. I then envelepod that delicious head completely into my mouth, I felt like my mouth was full from that alone! I just lay there milking that sexy goliath of a penis. He groaned loudly and oftenly, "aaahh Ian, my sexy little bitch" "oooooH" He then grabbed his shaft with his right hand, and the back of my head with the left, I had so far only been able to fit the head in, but now he began fucking my mouth, I couldn't breathe, but I didn't care, and soon I realized I could still breathe through my nose as he used my mouth for his pleasure, he kept fucking my mouth, working his thick cock deeper and deeper. It tasted so good. It was oozing precum, and he must have been working out or something before I came over cause it was sweaty, and I loved the taste. He continued his conversion of me into a faggot. Eventually his cock head was pressed up against my tonsils, and a good half of his huge shaft was in my mouth. It was hard to concentrate on breathing and being fucked in the mouth but I did it cause this was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Drool ran down my cheeks and out of my mouth, along with precum. He was turning my mouth into a pussy! Eventually the whole thing was down my throat. His pumping speed increased, as he kept groaning, "oooh baby your my little boy toy, your my little slut, you love cock don't you boy?! I couldn't respond, I could only lick and slurp at the base of his cock with my tounge. I couldn't see anything either, his pubes pressed against my nose now. His huge balls slapping my chin. "ooooooooh" here it comes boy. He pulled his dick out, and I got a breathe, then he plunged that huge sexy head back in, jacked his shaft for a few minutes with his cockhead just resting in my mouth. Then it happened, I felt his cock head pulsating in my mouth, and I was flooded with hot, warm, gooey, tasty man sperm. The jets of cum hit my tongue, the back of my throat, stream after stream after stream. Until my mouth was completely full of cum. He pulled his cock out and said, "Swallow it like a good faggot" He lowered himself and his think member lay on my chest, oozing a little bit of cum and saliva on me. I just lay there with that thick seed, that puddle of sperm in my mouth. I was enveloped by the taste, I never wanted to swallow it cause I loved how I felt. A grown man just used my mouth and fucked it like a girl's pussy. But it was so much better than a girl's pussy. Fuck women I thought, this was all I wanted now. Cock and cum! I then swallowed it all down, his seed impregnating my stomach. I was his. I didn't even want to cum, i mean i did, but it was more important to me to service him, that's all I cared about, he just showed me who I was, and I just wanted to be owned by him now. I started spending nights at his house, I gave him at least 10 blowjobs like that a week probably.I didn't want to go to college anymore, I wanted to live with him and be his. For his use only. I no longer cared about a career, my career was being a cock slut. I don't know how he produced so much semen, but sometimes I'd get full from all the cum I drank of his, and just knowing his seed was in me, I felt like I was on top of the world! I loved being used and depraved by him. He started getting violent with me, sometimes he'd have me kneeling on the floor and would just pound my mouth for hours on end. He was violent with me, but he really loved me. He started buying me stuff all the time, flowers, lotions, and dildos! He told me to train my asshole when I was at home from now on, and I did. He told me that after a week of me training my hole, he'd take my virginity for real! I was so excited. so everynight id go home and play with my tight hole, he told me after my sessions, to put an inflatable butt plug he got me into my hole and sleep with it inside of me, pumped up a little the first night, and by the end of the week I was sleeping with the butt plug in me fully expanded. The next mourning I decided to look at my asshole turned boypussy in the mirror. It still looked tight, but then i lubed up a penis shaped dildo he bought me, and slid it in, it was big, but not as big as Mr. Thomas' cock. It hurt a bit, but I just kept pumping, and after a good 10 minutes, I let it out, my hole looked so fuckable, It didn't quite gape open, but it was no longer an asshole, this was now meant for men's cocks. And the first cock to enter was going to be Mr. Thomas'. So we set up a night for our next sleepover, all of the sleepovers we had before were just oral, me going down on him for hours on end, some nights i'd fall asleep in his bed with him, his cock in my mouth, sometimes i'd wake up with liquid in my mouth and running down my face with a wet puddle in the sheets, like he jacked his cock off in my mouth while I slept, or maybe even pissed a little bit in me, It was so nice to wake up to my mans cock in my mouth and the thought of his seed and piss being able to have a nice warm place to be released into! But anyway, it was now August, and we were pretty much officially boyfriends, or rather, master and toy. We watched a movie together that night in his bed, toying with eachothers cocks all the while, he usually didn't show too much interest in my cock but tonight he did play with it quite a bit. The movie ended, he didn't turn off the tv. Mr.Thomas leaned over to his night stand, and asked, "is your hole ready for tonight boy?" I replied "yes Mr. Thomas, i've been training it all week, I even got the 7 inch black dildo all the way in me this mourning and it was amazing!, I can't wait to really pleasure you!" He smiled, grabbed a bottle of lube out the droor. "well not only does your hole after be ready for a cock to be in it, but we have to be sure you don't have to take a dump or anything" I knew my hole was clean, I made sure of it before I came over, I would never let down my man!" My hole is as clean as any girl's pussy, i made sure of it" I said blushing and smiling. "Well i should hope the fuck so, those things are filthy, but I know what you mean, good" He lubed up his fingers, and while jacking me off gently, he reached under my butt, and stuck a finger up my hole, he didn't have to work to hard at it, I was horny as fuck and ready to go, I started fucking his finger with my asspussy, he then extended, a second finger, then a fourth, he started ferociously masturbating my sexhole, in and out and in and out!, he then lay down on his back, fingers still up inside me, and told me to lay on him the opposite way, I knew he wanted to 69, I straddled his chest, with my ass facing his face, and lay down upon him, that big sexy meatpole looking me right in the eyes, and he turned my ass into his own personal plaything, I sucked his cock down my throat, the past weeks had made me and adept blowjob slut and deepthroater, I went to town on his massive cock for about 10 minutes. From his end, my smaller cock and balls rested on his chest, oozing precum with a small puddle of it soaking into his chest hair. He suddenly removed his fingers that had been working over my now slutty hole, exposing a modest gape, but not an ugly one, just a thin part that almost resembled a pussy, but way better cause it was a boy's asshole turned into a hungry virgin sex hole that craved cock. He lifted his head up and plunged his mouth up against my butt, his tounge probing me, he did this for awhile, and it felt amazing, his toungue slushing around in my insides, in my pussy. God damn I was a horny faggot! "Okay bitch your ready now" he told me, he slid up, his cock plopping out of my mouth, my cock being ran down his chest, then abdomen, then for a moment, rubbing up against his much larger, sexy mammoth cock. He pushed me over to a doggy style position, with my butt in the air, I felt him push his cock up against my hole, and even though my hole had seen alot of action from dildos, my butt plug, and his fingers over the past week, It wasn't ready for even his think purple mushroom head, but he forced it in, grabbing me by the hips I felt his head plunge into me, I felt it, and I felt as the rest of his cock slid in me, the difference in widith I felt from his cock head to his shaft was very noticable, as his head slid deep inside me I felt it rubbing up against my insides, It hurt so much, but my hole was being fucked! It was so awesome, so amazing, the pain didn't matter, I pushed my ass against him untill he was all the way in, my cunt relaxed around his cock, his balls resting up against my gooch, his pubes tickling the top of my ass! Wow this was amazing. Then the fucking started, 30 solid minutes of pumping, precum, ass juice, and lube oozing out of my asshole, my god did I feel like a slut! In and out he pounded me, wrecking my hole, he wouldn't stop, he only got faster and rougher, I cried out, not in pain, but I was being impaled on a cock I thought was only 8 inches, it felt way bigger inside of me, now that it was fucking a hole it probably got even bigger, and instead of being slightly flaccid when i sucked it, it now felt rock hard, and the already big head felt huge inside me, It was clear he had penetrated me all the way past my rectum into my second hole (is that whats its called) fucking me over and over and over, suddenly his balls tensed up, and a flood of semen shot into my bowels, endless jets of seed, impregnating me, seeding me, making me even more his than I already was. But he wouldn't stop fucking me, I thought after he came he'd be done, but he wasn't, "Ooh fuck yeah boy, i'm gonna stay in for another round" "Oh no i thought, my asshole was already wrecked" With his semen now lubing my now slick hole he kept on pumping, in and out, in and out, now he started a new technique, that was torture for me, he'd slide his whole cock out of me, exposing my stretched hole, and plunged back in, this continued for and hour now, and he finally had his final orgasm of the night, pumping even more seed into my already saturated hole, I belonged to him now, my hole was his, for his use forever! There must have been a good 2 cups of semen that had been fucked into me, absorbed into my body because after our fuck, He kept himself inside me, reached over and turned off the light, and flipped us on our side, spooning one another, entwined, his massive cock in me all night while we slept together, both exhausted. To Be Continued!

One hot story! I almost want to throw my 23 years of sobriety out the door and start PNPing again, especially if I could get Dev and Raff to destroy my ass

I still think about my "What If" moment. I was 17, going to college and needed a room in the big city. So mid summer I went there several times hunting for a room which was not easy to find. At one point I responded to an ad to see a room in a house with 4 guys. Was brought to the living room. All four guys in shorts and shirtless. My gaydar went through the roof. On offer were two tiny rooms ups upstairs, one just big enough for a bed and the other just big enough for a desk and chair. Very disappointing. Funny things was all doors in all rooms upstairs had been removed. They really tried to sell it to me. Said it saved space, they all got along great so who needed doors? I could feel the sexual tension and two guys were very sexy, especially the one who showed me the rooms. Kept looking at me in a certain way. I didn't have any sexual experience at that time but could tell these guys were sharing more than just the house. I chickened out but never forgot it. What if I had taken those two rooms? I found another room in a different house (mixed boys/girls). As luck would have it I found out not much later that the cruising park was around the corner there ;-) Spent may nights there hunting after I got my cherry popped in the video store by the sales guy. But always imagined what would have happened if I had moved in with those four guys.

I was 16 going on 17, la, la, la, la, la...... Went to the Aspen music festival with the express purpose of...well, you know. In Colorado, at the time (1975), age of consent in that state was 15. So it wasn't illegal. He was 29. Sigh. Broke my heart...

I used to have a friend who would take me drinking and not let me piss. We would go from pub to pub drinking pints. He would piss if he needed to but I was not allowed. Eventually he would let me but it would have to be outside and in my jeans. I always felt terrible but very turned on.

Not too exciting of a report, but stopped by my new rawdogging buddy's place on way home from work. I texted and told him to be ready, and he was ass up on bed, head down on pillow. I spit on his hole and shoved my boner in all at once. I tore him a bit which is great as that's part of the plan to get him knocked up. Fucked for under 10 minutes and gave him a nice sized load as deep as I could go. I let him jerk off as he sucked my cock clean, then I had to get home to let the dog out. We plan to hangout later in the week, so this was just a quick fuck to keep his cunt lubed and loaded.

cigar in my jaw and my poz pecker infecting hole...nothing better

Part 9 As Dolf stepped away from the freshly fucked hole, the crowd descended upon the gaping bottom. It was like a feeding frenzy as they stuck their fingers and cocks in the hole jockeying for position to be the next to fuck it. Rob was leaking pre-cum and clearly aroused and ready to fuck again, but rather than fight the crowd he decided to look elsewhere. He knew he had his guest band and that it would help him move ahead in line, but he decided to wait until that bottom was filled with more cum. Maybe he’d take a piss first he thought as he headed to the designated wet area. It looked like he had a couple of options there. There was a boy bound in a crouching position with a funnel gag and then there was another with his hands tied behind his back, legs spread and bent over a sawhorse in a tiled area. The second guy also had a thick metal collar around his neck and was chained to the tiled wall. The second situation looked like more fun to Rob. That blond twink was already wet and ready. Rob thought, “Maybe I can kill two birds with one stone here, empty my bladder and then fuck that little ass.” Decision made! The blonde twink was already drinking from the tap, but as Rob moved closer, the feeder motioned him over and pulled his cock out of the twink’s mouth. “Care to join me,” he asked Rob. He then turned to the twink and said, “Keep your mouth open or its going all over your face.” As the Top began pissing again Rob stepped up aimed and let his piss stream join the first. The twink was swallowing as best as he could to try and keep up with the flow, but the two piss streams were too much for him and the piss splattered across his face. It didn’t help that just for fun Rob would shift his cock and aim for the twink’s forehead. As those two were feeding the twink a third guy stepped up at the other side and shoved his cock up the twink’s ass and relieved himself. Rob and the other guy finished emptying their bladders and pushed their cockheads simultaneously in the twink’s mouth for him to clean off the last drops. As the Top in the back finished he said “Hold that chem piss in your ass little piggy and you’ll start to feel real good soon!” Rob smiled and said “Maybe I should plug that hole to keep it inside his ass.” He came around the sawhorse pushed his cock in and started grinding. The ass felt great. He started a slow methodical deep fuck as others started drenching the twink with piss. “Take my cock you little piss pig.” Rob almost wished he had waited to piss up the twink’s ass, but then again his cum would mix well inside the tight little ass with the piss already present. The twink was starting to feel the effects of the chemmed piss he was previously loaded with, and start to moan and push back on Rob’s cock. Being careful not to let the golden liquid escape from the bottom’s ass, Rob kept the slow deliberate fuck up for about 20 minutes before he mixed his cum load deep in the twink’s bowels. After he finished delivering his load his slapped the twink’s ass and told him to hold it for the next Top. He turned to leave and walked into what felt like a brick wall. It was Dolf. “Nice show, looks like you are enjoying your visit here.” “My name is Dolf.” “Thanks man, I’m Rob.” Rob couldn’t help but stare at Dolf’s cock as he continued, “Speaking of shows, that was one hell of a fuck you threw into that little Asian bottom a little while ago; you should be a porn star.” Dolf laughed as he reached and patted Rob’s shoulder “Actually I have starred in quite a few videos; in fact I am in town now to film a couple scenes as well as some promotional material for an upcoming event.” “Can I get you another drink?” Rob smiled and nodded in agreement. There were a lot of guys watching them. Of course Rob thought “why wouldn’t they stare, we are obviously the two best Tops here, so seeing us together probably just fuels their jealousy.” The two turned to go get a drink when Dolf stopped and said “Oh I need to piss first, that’s what I came over here for but I got distracted seeing you fuck that blonde twink.” “Are you going to piss fuck him; I‘d like to see that,” asked Rob. “Naw, if I did that he wouldn’t be able to hold anything in the rest of the night and I don’t want to ruin anyone’s fun.” “I’ll just feed that urinal over there.” The bottom with the funnel gag looked a little apprehensive at Dolf stepped up. As Dolf started pissing into the funnel, Rob could see why. It must have been like drinking from a fire hose. It was either drink or drown in the yellow nectar. You could see the bottom’s belly start to extend as he gulped down what seemed like a gallon of piss. When Dolf finished, he dried the end of his cock off on the bottom’s hair. “Let’s get that drink now.” Rob was feeling at ease now with Dolf. They talked about working out and how guys would stare and lust after them in the gym. The bartender had given Rob another one of his special drinks so Rob felt a renewed sense of horniness. He gazed again at the tattoo on Dolf’s before asking what bottoms thought about the tattoo. “Well they know what they are getting when they take this cock, that’s for sure,” replied Dolf. “They are probably too much in awe due to the size of my cock to actually even think much about the scorpion though,” he laughed. “I get off seeing the bug crawl in and out of the hole when I am fucking, so don’t really care what they think.” Rob nodded, “That’s a good point, a bottom’s role is just to take our cocks and make us feel good, so who gives a fuck about what they want.” They raised their glasses to toast that last comment and finished off their drinks as a shot. “You know Dolf, we should tag a couple of bottoms together.“ Rolf grinned at the comment and stated, “It would be like the porn star and his apprentice.” Rob snapped back, “Wait a minute, I am no apprentice, you may have a bigger cock but I am a stud Top myself and can hold my own!” “Sorry Buddy, I didn’t mean any offense; maybe it should be filmed and we’d both be the porn stars.” The smile returned to Rob’s face. “Like co-stars.” It was that moment that a loud bell started ringing. A bit startled Rob asked” What is that; is there a fire or something?” “Oh no, nothing like that," answered Dolf, “It’s just to let us know that the special entertainment for the evening is about to begin.” “Come with me,” Dolf said as he put his hand on Rob’s shoulder and directed him toward the center of the party. In the center of the room was a raised platform with a sling. It was high enough that it acted like a stage for everyone to see. Above the stage and sling were giant video screens. It gave the vibe of a concert event. Dolf pushed himself and Rob through the crowd to get to the base of the stage and the stairs leading up to the top. “You’re going to want to actively participate in this,” Dolf said with a big grin on his face.

Mr.Jackson says we will be drug-free until this boy is converted as he has big plans for him. My brother and I will not be in chastity during that time as Mr.Jackson wants our dicks hard and ready to drop 3-4 loads from us in his hole. Wile, we spend 6 hours in the Meth Lab making Tina Mr.Jackson spend time working with this boy, so when we get out of from work we have a nice sloppy hole to fuck. As the days go by the boy is becoming a real slut who is now begging for Tina as his hole is getting closer to becoming a boy cunt. My brother and I both enjoy being out of chastity as we get to fuck this boy as much as we can. He spends about 18 hours a day being fuck and the other 6 he is so ramp up from the drugs he is not sleeping much so this is helping his body break down so his resistant to our POZ loads will help him convert so Mr.Jackson plan will happen.About 30 days after the boy arrived he not has a bad case of the fucking flu and you can the effects of constantly being on Tina has done to his body. He has lost 25LBS. lost some muscle mass with his bones now showing. Mr.Jackson is very happy and now want the boy to get back his health while his VL goes up. Mr.Jackson puts the 3 of us in chastity so we don't waste any of our Toxic loads on each other but he keeps us loaded up with his and to get our holes in shape for whatever his plans are. We now have a giant supply of fresh Tina that has to be delivered but it's to a new address that will be Mr.Jackson new wholesaler and he wants to give him the boy as a present. The boy is drugged up so he will be easy to handle and Mr.Jackson says to us that what Mr.Smith wants just do it and have fun if you can.It is a long drive and we have never been around this very large town so we stop many times to get directions we get to this big warehouse we honk the horn like we were told. The door opens up we pull in and at first, we thought it was the police as everyone has guns but its Mr.Smith security. We get out of the truck and are escorted to a van and told to get in as we are not handcuffed and blindfolded. The ride does not take long as when the 3 of us get out we are in basement taken to an elevator when the door opens up we see a place that is fit for a kind. Mr.Smith is dress in full leather and on either side of him are 2 boys with just a jock strap leather collar with a chain hanging from is.The handcuffs are taken off and Mr.Smith says boys get comfortable as you will be here a while. His 2 boys have their eyeballs on me and my brother and are rapping us, the other boy is taken away and put in another room and in a few minutes we hear him screaming with no reaction from Mr.Smith but his boys are smiling like they know what is going on. Mr.Smith says you boys want to party with us that is like asking someone if they want the winning numbers for the lottery, we see the bags of Blue Tea and Mr.Smith says I guess you boys made this and winks at us as I see the flash of blood in the syringe and then the rush of it and yes we made this Tina. His 2 boys come to me and my brother and start to kiss us as they remove our clothes as I grab there dick they are very well hung with a P.A. and other piercing on the shaft of their dick. Soon I'm sucking that beautiful dick as I see Mr.Smith face buried in my brother ass and In the background, I can hear the boy screaming and in some ways that is music to my ears. Let me know how its going and I will post more, as I will be away this weekend for the NYC Black Party.

I usually freeball or wear a jock. Jockstraps can be VERY comfortable for a long night of dancing and cruising. I DO find that once someone sees my jockstrap band or the whole thing if that's all I'm wearing, they are more likely to grab my ass/play with my hole. It's good advertising that I'll take loads. I always slip a small amount of lube in my hole to entice the first guy. Then his cum in me entices 2 and 3 and 4 and 5...

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!!

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:

2. Bombs Away My nose burned. The chemical smell of it, and the unnatural sensation gave me the same reaction as Jesse; I shot back up to standing position and yelled out a swear word or two. Jesse’s dick pressed into my ass, and his hand came round my waist to grab mine, pumping it gently. The pain passed quickly, and I relaxed into him, letting him kiss my neck and grind into me. “You okay?” He asked. “Yeah, just felt weird. How long does it take to start feeling it?” “Dunno.” He answered, then with a hand on my shoulder, he turned me around to face him. “I’m sure we’ll find out.” Dropping to his knees, he swallowed my cock down to the hilt again, and pulled my hands to his head, his sign that he wanted me to take control. I was more than happy to. I curled my fingers tightly in his hair and used it as a handle to move his mouth up and down my dick. Somewhere at the back of my mind, a little part of me was freaking out. What were we doing? Literally, what drug did I just do? This wasn’t right. But feeling Jesse’s warm, wet mouth around my cock, feeling the tip push in and out of his throat, and the hand that had just found my balls again, forced me to push those thoughts away. Jesse squeezed my balls with one hand, and jacked himself off with the other. I pulled his head right down onto my dick and held him there as I bucked my hips, fucking his throat as deeply as I could reach. He moaned, sending vibrations down my shaft and into my body, which in turn made me moan as well. I could have easily shot my load straight down his throat then and there, but he must have sensed it, because he started pushing back against my hands. I let go, and my cock slid from his throat, then his mouth entirely. The cold air on my spit-soaked dick sent a shiver down my spine. He stood up again. “Feel anything yet?” I wasn’t sure, though. I could feel my heart pounding away, but whether that was from drugs, fear, or excitement, I couldn’t tell. “Let’s have a bit more.” I moved back behind him and slipped my dick between his cheeks again, covering his hole in his own spit as he started preparing two more lines. I placed my hands on his hips, but felt something weird. His body felt amazing under my hands, and the heat he was giving off felt so inviting. I pushed my hands forward, running my hands up his stomach to his chest as I pulled him into a hug. He laughed and pushed his ass out against me. “Feels good, right?” I nodded and kissed down his neck. Jesse finished setting up the lines - which I noticed were a fair bit longer than the last ones - but he was still playing with a separate pile of the powder. I asked him what he was doing, but he just turned his head and winked at me, pushing his ass against my cock. He made two small piles, but didn’t shape them into lines. Instead, he took a rizla from the packet, and split it in half down the middle, making two small squares. With some difficulty, he managed to scoop each pile of powder into one of the squares, then carefully brought the corners of each square together in a pinch, twisting them round and making a little package of the drug. “Get a beer or something.” He told me. I didn’t want to let go of his body. It felt so comfortable and right to be holding him like that. There was something about the heat his body gave off that dragged me in, and I desperately wanted to get my cock back inside him. But he nudged me off and I did as he said. As I took a beer from the fridge, I heard him snort his line. “Woah!” He yelled. “Fuck yeah!” I laughed and brought the beer to him, trading it for the straw. He cracked it open as I bent down to take my line. It stung, but not as badly as last time, and I felt a rush go through me. Jesse picked up one of the little balls he’d made. “Do you know what this is?” I shook my head. “They’re called bombs. You swallow them and they open up in your stomach. Apparently it gives you a really good high.” With that, he popped it in his mouth and took a huge swig of the beer, drinking several large gulps. “Can you really take cocaine that way?” I asked. He laughed. “Maybe. I dunno. This isn’t cocaine though, it’s drone.” I raised an eyebrow at it. “Methedrone. It’s better. Amazing to get fucked up on, then get fucked on. That’s what the guy who sold it to me said.” As he said ‘fucked’, he grabbed my dick. “Just swallow it like a pill.” He handed me the can and kept pumping my dick. I picked up the little package, and looked at it for a moment. It looked like those party popper toys I used to get as a kid. Throw it at the ground and it made a bang like a gun. Probably banned these days. I placed it in my mouth and swallowed it down with beer. Between the two of us, we’d nearly emptied the can in one go. I put the can on the desk, away from the mirror, and Jesse wrapped his arms over my shoulders and around my neck, pulling me in. Our bodies smacked together, our dicks squashed in between our stomachs, rock hard and rubbing against each other as we kissed deeply. I took his ass in my hands and squeezed tightly as our tongues danced around each other. Kissing Jesse like this was almost the most exhilarating thing we’d done so far, in a way. He never normally got this involved - one of the weirdest things about Jesse and Reese’s fucked up relationship was their opinions on kissing other people. The kiss ended and he grinned at me. “I’m really glad you’re doing this with me.” I smiled, and nodded my agreement. ~~~ If the bomb ever hit me, I didn’t notice it. All I noticed was the most incredible feelings I’d ever felt. Oral had never felt so good, Jesse had never tasted so good, and my cock had never been so hard. We were getting hot, and sweat was pouring off us, which only made the whole thing feel much better. We sucked and licked and tweaked and pumped each other crazy. Jesse took out his phone and started taking pictures of us. We did a few more lines, and at one point, Jesse went to get his laptop, wiring it up to the TV and playing porn for us to watch, from a weird website I’d never heard of before, called ‘MachoMoe’. The site was weird - covered in weird ‘demonic’ images and shit. But the porn was so hot - a bunch of guys in a hotel, all naked and sweaty and muscley, all with massive cocks, all tearing into the ass and mouth of the sexiest little twink I’d ever seen. The abuse he could take was incredible. Spitroasting, double penetration, cock after cock after cock ploughing into him. He moaned and yelled in pain but they never stopped. And not a condom in sight, I couldn’t help but notice. It was only made hotter by the fact that the twink looked a lot like Jesse, though Jesse had more muscle. “I wish we had what they were on.” Jesse said. He’d stopped sucking my dick and was pumping it slowly - maybe he thought I was close to cumming. Despite how incredible everything was, I actually didn’t feel all that close. I just wanted to fuck about without end. “It isn’t drone?” I asked. I hadn’t actually considered the possibility that they were on anything, but now that he said it, I could easily imagine that that’s what we were watching. “Nah. It’ll be something much better. Gina. Tina. Something like that.” I laughed at the names. “Gina and Tina? Sounds like talk show hosts.” He laughed at that. “They’re supposed to be incredible. The ultimate fuck drugs. Drone is fun, but G and T will tear your inhibitions apart.” I could tell he was getting excited as he talked. Though I noticed that he wasn’t actually hard anymore. He let go of my dick and began crawling up me, kissing my stomach and chest, biting at my nipples, then kissing me on the lips as he spoke. “Just pure, raw, fucking, the way it was supposed to be done.” He sat down right above my cock, grinding his hole up against it. My heart was suddenly pounding a thousand times a minute, and there was nothing I could think of other than burying my cock in Jesse’s hole. “You going to fuck me the way you’re supposed to?” He asked me. His hand went to my dick, guiding the tip of it to his hole. I bucked and grinded my hips, covering his hole in his spit and my precum. I could feel it opening up as he slowly pushed himself against it. “Pure. Raw. Fucking?” With each word he pressed his hole right onto the tip of my dick, so that I could feel how badly he needed it filling. I’m sure I should have heard some sort of alarm. I never fucked Jesse raw. Reese never fucked me raw. Them ‘forgetting’ condoms was one of the biggest issues of their relationship, and doing it raw with me was too on the nose. But any alarm going off in my mind was drowned out by the pounding heartbeat in my ears, the moaning coming from the TV, and Jesse’s words. “Yes.” I breathed. “Fuck yes.” Jesse sat on my dick. The tip of my dick punched straight into him and, with practically no lube, just body fluids, he took more than half of my cock in one movement. It must of hurt, and he half yelled, half moaned. It took me by such surprise that I let out a similar noise. “Holy fuck!” Jesse shouted, leaning forwards and taking me in a deep kiss as he continued pushing down on my dick. “I fucking love your cock.” I fucking loved his hole as well. Warm, tight, and sliding down onto my dick so fast I wondered how he could possibly stand it. I held onto his hips as he rocked and grinded them, working his way right down to the hilt. He moaned so loud I figured the whole building would hear him, then he started slowly riding me. I was in absolute heaven, and I never wanted it to stop. Our bodies moved as one as I took him in my arms, holding him tight against me and shoving my tongue in his mouth almost as hard as my cock in his ass. I don’t know if we were only like that for a minute or for hours. If Reese had walked into the apartment at that moment and told us it was Sunday evening, I wouldn’t have doubted him at all. But then something strange happened. Something felt different, and we both noticed it. He kept grinding for a few more minutes, but finally he gave up. He sighed, and got off me. My dick flopped down to my stomach, now only semi-hard. “What the fuck?” I said, taking it in hand and trying to fix it. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what-” Jesse laughed and put a finger on my lips. “It’s cool, man. I thought this might happen.” I asked what he meant. “It’s called ‘Drone dick’. My dealer told me about it. Drone can make it really hard for some people to keep it up. It happened to me a while ago.” He indicated his very soft dick. “What?! Well what’s the point of that?! So we’re finished then?” To that he laughed even harder. “Not even close. We’ll just have to improvise.” He got off the sofa and went towards his room. I still kept playing with my dick, watching the porn, but nothing happened. If anything, I seemed to get smaller. A few minutes later, Jesse came back. “These ought to do.” In his arms were several dildos in different shapes and sizes, and a huge bottle of lube. Apparently we weren’t out of lube after all. “And y’know, my dealer did say that if this happened to both of us, we should give him a call. He’ll come round and sort us out. You okay with that?” I looked from Jesse, to my dick, to the mirror of drugs, then the incredible scene on the TV - the hot little twink was currently taking two huge dicks in the ass, and a third in the mouth - then back to Jesse. I barely even thought before I said yes. Scenes from the porn: https://imgur.com/a/tAPPS

Part 51 - New Years Party 2 Eric quickly introduced everyone until he got to Raphi and Joe stepped in to finish it off. Joe could see that Raphi was embarrassed about having guys walking in on him obviously getting fucked. Raphi was scrambling to pull up his pants and Kyle said “Not so fast, Raphi. Stay there a minute.” Kyle went in to the room and came back with a butt plug and stuffed it into Raphi’s swollen hole. “Now you can put your jeans on” Joe said with a snicker. Eric brought Kai over to Raphi and said “You are the two bottoms that are getting bred tonight. I want to see who gets the most loads. Kai, you’re already three behind. There’s a clipboard over by the door. Make sure your tops keep track of how many they gave you.” Mark went over and put three marks under the “R” on the clipboard. He went back and he and Eric moved the dining table over to the side and assembled the sling. Raphi, being shorter than Kai, was used to set the seat height and Eric brought out a couple bottles of poppers. Joe lit up a pipe and passed it around. There was another knock at the door Kyle let two guys in. “Hey Dan, hey Stu” Mark said as Dan and his boyfriend walked in. The two bottom guys looked over another pair of guys that probably would be trying to poz them up that night. Dan was a nice, if average looking guy. He was toned and had a nice tan. He had that wholesome look that belied his twisted sexual appetite. Stu obviously spent a lot of time at the gym. His upper body was built and showed off his wide shoulders. His thick, muscular legs looked a little oversized for his waist but he didn’t look too out of proportion. Little did the guys know that inside his pants was a third leg that was both thick and long and could easily destroy a pussy in a single fuck. The introductions went around again and the room started to feel a little small. There was another knock on the door and Mark opened it and invited Vince inside. Mark hadn’t seen much of Vince the past few weeks and was happy that he came to the party. After Mark’s initial breeding and then Mark and Eric’s followup, Vince had become a total bareback slut. The last time Mark had talked to him, Vince had been topping a lot more and really got off on stealthing neg guys with his newly infected seed. Mark told everyone about the clipboard and to take turns bringing Kai and Raphi back to the apartment to fuck and to please avoid the other tenants. Joe added that another guy might be showing up later with his boyfriend. They needed to be discrete with the boyfriend, he can’t know that Patrick is fucking other guys much less taking charged loads. The group went down to the apartment clubhouse and joined the party. There were a few guys in the pool and a few more in the hot tub, but most were in the clubhouse drinking and mingling. Joe stood near Raphi and they chatted a bit about almost everything but sex. “You know, you can go whenever you want. You shouldn’t feel like you need to beat Kai at getting more loads than him. I just thought this would be an easy way for you to connect with some poz guys and let you have fun getting fucked. I’m sure my brother and his boyfriend would love to breed you together or 1 on 1, if you’d rather do that” Joe said. Raphi chuckled. “No, that was hot earlier and I’m hoping it gets even better.” “Cool. I’m sure it will” Joe said. Kyle walked up and joined in the conversation. Joe felt his phone buzz and he read the message from Patrick - “on our way” and Joe smiled. Dan and Stu soon joined them and Raphi found the two right behind him, both grabbing his ass. Joe and Kyle grinned as they saw the two eyeing their next fuck. “If you’re not careful Raphi, you’re going to end up getting fucked against that wall over there” Kyle said. “Yeah, I think these guys want to tap my ass, but I don’t think I’m ready for getting fucked in public like this” Raphi replied. “That, and I don’t want to be the reason Mark gets thrown out of his apartment” Joe said with a chuckle. “Yeah, yeah, we get the hint. Raphi, want to try out the sling?” Stu asked. “Sure, it looks like fun” Raphi said and the three guys started walking away. Joe and Kyle wandered around and met a few more guys and were getting the feeling that every guy in the place wanted to fuck them. They saw Adam and Wes talking to a couple twinks and when Adam saw Joe, he blew him a kiss. Joe took another look towards the door and saw Patrick and another guy walk in. They eyed each other and Patrick and his boyfriend grabbed a drink and then went over to Joe and Kyle. “Joe, this is my boyfriend Jonathan” said Patrick. Joe introduced Kyle to them and they talked a bit. Mark saw Joe talking to a guy that looked really familiar and he wandered over. “Mark?” said Patrick. “Patrick? Wow, this is a small world” Mark said. “You know each other?” Joe asked. “Yeah, we used to work together until this asshole abandoned us for a better job” Mark said with a grin. There was a short pause and then Mark said “Please don’t tell me this is going to be your new boss.” “Not yet. Who knows, I might find a better job and leave him hanging like I did with you” Patrick said before laughing. Mark and Patrick started talking and Joe, Kyle and Jonathan felt a little left out. They started their own conversation and after several minutes, Mark butted in. “Joe, I’m going to show Patrick the product we worked on. Do you want to see it too?” Joe nodded and excused himself. “We’ll just be a few minutes, babe. I’d invite you up but I know how this stuff bores you” Patrick said to Jonathan. Jonathan and Kyle resumed talking as the three others headed up to the apartment. As they walked in, they found Raphi in the sling naked with Dan fucking his ass, Stu fucking his mouth and Vince stroking his cock waiting for Dan to breed him. “Chasing, huh?” Mark asked Patrick who just smiled and grabbed Mark’s cock through his jeans. Joe walked up behind Patrick and started unbuttoning his pants and Mark pulled his shirt over his head. Patrick only had on a jockstrap under his jeans and Joe was quick to slide his fingers between the crack and zeroed in on his hole. Pushing a finger in Joe laughed. “Prelubed?” he asked. “Yeah, Jonathan and I had a quickie before we came over” Patrick said. Joe unbuttoned his jeans and let them drop and pulled his hardening cock out the side of his jock. Patrick was pulling Mark’s jeans down at the same time and Joe bent Patrick over as he shoved his cock into the cummy hole. “FUCK!” yelled Patrick as his mouth descended towards Mark’s cock. Patrick stood there in the middle of the living room, bent over sucking one poz cock while getting his ass reamed by another one. Mark was fucking his cock into Patrick’s throat while watching his brother drill Patrick’s ass. He really enjoyed watching his brother fuck and it made his cock throb harder. The door opened again and the tops all looked to see who it was. Kai and Eric walked in and Kai said “Every time I walk into this place, someone is getting fucked!” “Now it’s your turn. Hope you’re ready to get charged up, cuz most every one of these guys has a gift for you” Eric said, pushing Kai towards the couch. Kai was a Japanese American, like Eric, except he stood six inches taller. His face looked innocent, yet his mind was far from it. He had a neatly trimmed goatee and a neatly trimmed trail from his navel down to his trimmed pubes that accented his six-pack . His seven inches of cut cock got a lot more action than his ass, but he considered himself versatile. His arms had some well earned muscle from his many hours in the gym. The colorful back tattoo extended down both arms to his wrists. Kai pulled his tee off and dropped his jeans and underwear and climbed on to the couch. Eric forced his tongue into Kai’s ass and Vince walked over from the sling and slapped his cock on Kai’s face. Eric’s legs were too short to fuck Kai from the floor, so he climbed up on the couch and drove his hard, leaking cock into Kai’s pussy. Kai screamed out, the scream being muffled by Vince’s cock that was now stuffed into his mouth. Eric hammered Kai’s pussy saying “You don’t know how much I’ve wanted to breed your ass, Kai.” Dan was the first to dump his load and Raphi pulled off Stu’s cock long enough to yell out “Yeah! Give me that hot load!” before taking Stu’s cock deep into his throat one last time. Stu and Dan swapped spots and Stu mercilessly slammed into Raphi’s cummy hole with his monster cock. Joe was nearing his orgasm and rammed his cock in hard before his poison flooded Patrick’s hole. Joe and Mark swapped places and Mark didn’t hold back on shoving his cock into his former co-worker. Patrick and Raphi were sucking the cum off the guys that had just bred them while enjoying a new deathstick in their ass. Eric put his arms around Kai’s muscular chest and hugged him as his hips rammed his cock in hard and fast. “Here’s your first toxic load” Eric grunted as his balls tightened and cock pulsed and he filled Kai up with his virus enhanced cum. Vince could feel Kai moan as his guts filled with Eric’s semen. Eric slowly pulled his cock out and saw the evidence of how much damage he had done to Kai’s rarely fucked cunt. Vince was ready and as soon as Eric was walking to the other side of the couch, he plowed into Kai’s swollen hole. Grunts, groans, moans and the slapping of skin filled the apartment while the three neg guys got fucked and bred. After Mark had finished breeding Patrick, he moved him over to the couch next to Kai. Dan’s cock slammed into Patrick and Joe’s went into Kai’s mouth. Eric walked up to Raphi, laying in the sling with an evil look on his face. Raphi looked back at him, smiled and said “Fuckin’ do it. Wreck my hole and knock me up.” Eric slammed into the well lubed hole and tried his best to make sure Raphi wouldn’t shoot many more neg loads.

I love using as many bottom boys as possible when I go to a bathhouse, which is very rare. Nothing like going from hole to hole, seeing who gets the first ,second, third, fourth cum load from my big poz cock.

Forming a Control Group for Deep Penetrative Experimentation, Hard Science and the Acquisition of Developmental Materials i.e. Sperm. Lots of it. Gallons. Which is hypothetically the amount of semen my favorite uncle pumped down my throat during the period in my life I like to refer to as ''the Osh Kosh B'Gosh years.'' I loved my Uncle and he loved me like a Father loves a son upon discovering he was born with out a gag reflex. Frequently. The years flew by and I was growing like a weed and by 5th grade my nuts dropped, I got taller, my pit's stank, I started shaving my face, and I shot my very first load while watching an episode of The Wild Wild West. This was a lively topic of conversation at the barber shop when me and Uncle Clyde were getting hair cuts, I always got naked for my haircut because I loved it when The barber finishes and squirts me all over with the air hose blowing thing, the barber's name is Mac and he commented on how big I was getting, and Uncle Clyde says it's because I'm a little cum guzzler, and that eating so much of his jism is what's making me grow up so quick. Uncle Clyde was always full of schemes and theories about how "Things Worked." Time would prove him right as my developing adolescence body quickly hurdled beyond my Uncle's rather staid letch for the soft dimpled flesh of prepubescent little boys, and our physical relationship ended. It was replaced with an almost decade long mentoring process, focusing on self sufficiency and Fire Fox era survival skills which included getting my first job at a gas station owned by a man my Uncle knew. Though young and completely unaware of the Scientific Method, I some how managed to take part in my Uncle's still nascent theory of jizz accelerated adolescent development in a perfect environment, a living laboratory, CB's Gas Station. At an age when friends were just starting to experiment touching each other's pee-pees, I was eagerly performing the sort of sexual acts one would hesitate to ask of a professional. CB was a Viet Nam war vet, a biker, a cock sucker of renowned skill, and was so good at eating ass I saw a straight guy pay him 20 bucks for a five minute face ride. Between CB's spill over, the used tire sex maze behind the gas station, and a carefully hand bored gloryhole I made myself at a near by Farmer's Market men's room, I quickly earned a reputation as a hot, horned up, bouncy little fucker with few limits and easier to make than Jell-O. I can only conclude my rather heroic intake of spunk during my formative years facilitated a marked advance in my physiological development and growth, leaving me a fully formed, big dicked, hairy, rope shooting adult at a shockingly ridiculous young age . This one singular incidence, though intriguing, is antidotal and speculative at best, Scientific Authority can only be achieved, when the outcome of an experiment has both repeatability and reproducibility. At this point in time more research and experimentation is definitely and eagerly required.

Hello, everyone. Thank you for your patience. Part 3 is now available, but it is in the "Bug Chasing & Gift Giving Fiction" section. If the link below works, it should take you there. As you might have guessed, our young safe-only protagonist is getting himself in even deeper trouble by submitting himself to Hank. Hope you enjoy. https://breeding.zone/topic/37653-the-broken-jock/

Where my story left off, my asshole had finally been taken by a man whom I'd known for a good part of my life, Mr. Thomas. He had left his massive cock inside me for remainder of the evening. I awoke in the morning with a very sore and very wet feeling in my ass and my lover's hot breathing on the back of my neck as he spooned with me while he slept. I had to pee badly but I had this huge penis impaling my asshole. God, it felt amazing to know that a grown man had fucked me in my hole, erupted an enormous load deep inside me, and that his cock had plugged-up my hole the entire night, all that seed inside my tight slutty hole, as if just to completely drain me of any remaining masculinity. I had been made into a total slut over those past few weeks. Happily I was giving a near endless supply of blow jobs to a much older man who lived down the street, ingesting copious amounts of semen from him. He had persuaded me into playing, with reckless abandon with my hole, using dildos he had purchased for me. He even persuaded me to sleep on a nightly basis with a butt plug in my ass. And now this. I decided I had best try to push him out, as big as his dick was, Mr. Thomas' cock was flaccid, so it shouldn't be hard to push out, damn was I wrong! I tugged my ass away from him, and relaxed my hole. The massive member slowly inched out of me. I could feel it with my sphincter and anal muscles but it was very numb down there so my whorified hole probably wasn't pushing it out with much effort. I grabbed the edge of the bed with my hand and pulled myself away, and his huge dick popped out of me with a loud wet plop. As I pulled away from him, his arm that had been resting on my hips slowly fell to the bed. I awkwardly arose from the bed and stumbled as I walked. It was then that I really understood what he had done to my body. He had totally wrecked my hole. My cunt was filled with a man's seed. Cum oozed out of it as I walked to the bathroom, it was sticky and smelly and soon covered my butt cheeks and thighs as I finally made it to the bathroom. It was a large bathroom and the toilet was on the far side from the door, I couldn't make it, my pussy was about to let out everything that Mr. Thomas had deposited the night before! And I couldn't bear losing his precious cum! The sink was surrounded by a low obsidian counter top with large mirror behind it.. I scurried over there and placed my asscheeks on the edge of the counter, spread out. The mirror gave me a perfect view of my flayed pussy. Looking now like a sex organ in it's own right. My asshole's lips were swollen from all the fucking it had been getting. And it gaped open so that a trail of thick smelly semen could be seen oozing out in a channel. This all happening in a matter of seconds, my small flaccid dick sprayed out all the urine in my body and my hole immediately gave out a loud, wet gurgle and opened even more and ounce after ounce of semen burst out of it and onto the counter top near the sink. And I gazed at my asshole, looking better than any woman's pussy I had ever seen. It was growing more adept at pleasuring men. Just then I saw saw in the mirror the reflection of a sexy older man, with his once again rock hard cock peeking through the crack in the door. "You had better clean up your mess" he said with a smile. I knew what he wanted me to do. I turned around and slurped up all of the warm stinky creampie, my neglected cock immediately became erect at the ingestion of another man's sperm. For being deep in my pussy all night, it sure was thick. Mr. Thomas came up from behind me as I was bent over and shoved his huge cock up my slutty hole. My boyhole gurgled and bubbled wet with semen and as it was forcefully penetrated and even more ruined by a man's penis. I thought to myself of all the things I could be doing with my life if I hadn't gotten addicted to this. College, marriage, kids, a legacy. None of that will ever matter to me again. I want to make a living pleasing men and being a slut! Around the base of Mr. Thomas' enormous cock my thick juicy ass lips clung tightly. Gaped as I had been, my body was now being violated very deeply and my spasming asshole provided everything my lover's organ wanted. I turned my head around, wanting his tounge in my mouth, he couldn't resist my teenage lips. His tounge like a burrowing animal in the throws of winter crept deeply into my mouth, his saliva invading my own. He began lurching into me, he couldn't take how sexy my holes were, he was cumming much quicker than usual. I felt hot jets of semen covering my boy womb. "I'm going out of town for awhile, I'm not sure how long it's for business and they may need me there for quite sometime." he said suddenly as he pulled his dick out, spilling our juices on the floor. "Clean up this mess, slut" Cleaning up the mess I didn't mind at all, I was a slut for him now and I'd do anything he'd tell me. Being apart from him for a whole week though wouldn't settle. I'd have to be away from cock for that long! And spending all that time with my family seemed dreadful. I felt so faggotish, my parents would realize right away I had been changed, or rather awakened. It was now late July, and they likely thought I was to be going off to school. I resolved right then and there to tell them about my sexuality and my intent to not go to college. Not because of courage, but because a man had fertilized my asshole like it was a girl's sex organ, and I had completely fallen love with the though of pleasuring men. I didn't care what they thought. "And then go home and pack up some clothes, you won't be needing them but untill we buy you some new threads in San Fran" he said with a smile on his face, washing off his cum and anal juice covered man meat. My worrying turned into a great burst of excitement that I had never known before. I leapt into his arms, he grabbed my ass with both his strong arms and tounge fucked my mouth, the same mouth he bred with his cock countless times. "We leave on August 1st, I hope you know what your getting yourself into with this" I didn't know what he meant by that, but it excited me to no end. I wonder what he has in mind!! I quickly cleaned up the mess in the bathroom, my piss and creampie spill about the floor. He had hopped in the show and I had it all cleaned up and was out the door with only him saying to come back over tomorrow morning for our early flight. As I walked home I realized that I didn't get to take a shower there, my usefulness to him for the day had passed and I trotted home reeking of sex. I also realized that I had not cum the night before nor this mourning, nor was I hardly ever allowed to. I suppose I never really wanted to, I felt the urge to, I was rock hard and had been most of the past 24 hours. But my small erect cock was nothing, it was never meant to please a woman, or a man, or to reproduce, or even to be pleasured. It was like a woman's clitoris, a nub above the hole that would take an insurmountable amount of cocks in it before my life was done, before even my 20's were done likely. I realized that I loved the fact Mr. Thomas showed no interest in it, he loved me for my hole and my submissiveness. I was his faggot. I returned home, seeing both cars in the driveway, and remembered it was Sunday, so they would both be home the whole day. I walked inside. My father waiting up the steps from the door barked; "Ian where the fuck have you been!" "I'm sorry I was at someone's house" I replied, nervously and stuttering a bit. Well that's just great, what a great excuse to not tell us anything, and it's not just last night, you've been gone half the summer! And your high school counselor just called yesterday, and said you never even went to orientation and U.W. La Crosse, isn't that where your going to school or did I miss something?" He shouted rhetorically. My mom came to the door too, motioning for my Father to stand to the side. "Let him come in and sit down before we talk" she said, catching the whiff of my body the first time. I could feel semen and cunt juice roll down my legs from a very juicy and sore boy pussy. My father smelled it too. "What is that smell and what's on your legs?" He yelled. "Well I wanted to talk with the both of you too, I hope we can be civil" I said, I was still nervous. But I sad legs apart in from of them on a kitchen chair, they remained standing. "I've met someone, it's the reason I smell this way, it's the reason I've been away so much this summer, and it's the reason I have no intention of going to school, not at this point in my life at least" I actually got calmer as I said it, remembering I don't care what they thought. My father exploded, "What kind of woman would not even want you to go to school! Whoever she is she's no good for you!" "How dare you Ian, we've saved up so much for you to go off to school and you don't even intend to go, because of some girl?" "Well that's the thing right there, it's not a girl, it's a man, a grown man" I smirked a bit as I replied, no longer nervous or stuttering. My parents just gazed at me, jaws to the floor, eyes wider than the moon. "He's taken my virginity and made me realize who I really am, I'm his. I will do anything he asks. And I have been too. If I were born a girl, I'd be pregnant now, without a doubt. And now that I think of it, I really wish I had been born a girl. For him I'm submissive and I've forgotten all about my own male needs. I have the needs of a bitch in heat, and that's what I want to be, his bitch, forever." There was no response. A huge boot kicked me in the gut. "Get to your room you pathetic waste of a son." he said grimly. My mother began sobbing and ran off. I walked away from the room too. And upstairs I went. My father followed me, for what reason I don't know why. As I entered my room I tried shutting the door. "Please, tell me this is just some stupid joke, boy." He pleaded. But before he even finished speaking I yanked my pants down and bent over, taking a finger I reached into my hole, scooping up a fingerful of the sex juices that my lover and I had made. "This is his seed, I'm not crazy dad, but this is the life I have chosen, if there were any going back I'd still choose to be an object of male lust and desire" My smirk from before had returned as I said it. The door slammed shut. I packed up some clothes, and my sex toys and was out without so much as a goodbye to either of them. You see I was raised very conservative, and my parents didn't care for gays, blacks, or a number of other perfectly decent human beings. So although you may think me heartless, understand that whatever else could be said to them, would have no effect. They can cling to Jesus, Guns, and Money. I had Cocks, Cum, and Men. To be continued once more! Sorry for the delay!

Nothing is hotter to watch than dad/son porn.

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 2) Kyle was taking his second load of poz cum of the afternoon and he was loving it. He knew from that point on he was gay. Over the next few hours he would take more loads from the 2 studs who had shown him how wonderful gay sax could be. All his life he would jerk off trying to think of a hot chick from school or a sexy super model. But now he knew his true self, his real sexual desires were being satisfied. Tyler was fucking Kyle when he said to Rickey, “This bitch is gona bring in some good cash.” “Hell yea Ty, once we get him built up a bit he’ll be a good addition to our coral.” “Look’s like he needs another slam.” “Yea, you’re right Ty. I’ll go get him one, I think he’ll be ready for the ‘DP’ after that.” “Right, I’ll flip on my back,” Tyler picked Kyle up and flipped over on his back without pulling out of their fuck toy. “That’s it, just rock back and forth a little while Rickey get’s you a little something to keep you feeling good.” Rickey returned and promptly gave Kyle another slam, this one stronger then the first. Kyle couldn’t sit up any more and laid down on Tyler’s chest immediately after the removal of the tourniquet as the drugs moved through his body. “OH FUCK!” escaped Kyle’s mouth as he lay on Tyler’s chest. Rickey didn’t waste any time and crawled up behind the drugged teen and slid his cock in along side his buddy’s as a louder “OH FUCK!” came from the drugged up boy. Kyle never knew his as could stretch that far, but as he accommodated the 2 cocks within him he felt an immense pleasure deep in side. Rickey and Tyler set about fucking into Kyle with such animalistic vigor the 2 studs knew that the teen would not escape their grasps as their new commodity. Kyle could only moan as he took the hard fucking of 2 cocks at the same time. Tyler and Rickey had an ability to sustain themselves when they double fucked a willing cunt and Kyle was no exception. Kyle took the simultaneous pounding for well over an hour before they shot their loads. Rickey was first (and in his position it was easier for him) to pound away at Kyle’s well stretched ass. There were a couple times he pulled out to the tip and rammed back in their new boy. He looked into Tyler’s eyes as he shot his load. Once Tyler felt his buddy’s cock spasm his thrusting picked up and he shot his load. The 3 sweaty body’s lay upon the bed as they each collected their breath. Tyler’s cock slipped out first followed by Rickey puling out. They pushed Kyle on his back and took a good size dildo to the boy’s hole, making sure to work their poz jism deeper into the drugged up boy. They were satisfied that their DNA was working its way within Kyle’s blood stream when they saw a red tinge on the end of the dildo. The dildo was removed and a large butt plug replaced it within the teen’s gapping hole. Rickey leaned in close to Kyle and told him, “You’ve been a good boy so far, but now it’s time to learn to suck cock and swallow cum. The rest of our ‘crew’ will be here soon and you will suck each one of them off.” Tyler added, “I’m sure they will love the opportunity to cum down your throat.” A naked Kyle was helped down to the living room as Rickey and Tyler pulled their cargo shorts and shorts back on. They made Kyle drink Gatorade (laced with G), as he watched bareback porn on the 60” plasma as they made sure he did not stroke his semi-hard cock. They could tell that the Viagra he took was not working as well as he was slowly getting Tina dick. Tyler commented, “Another good slam and he’ll be as limp as a wet noodle” as he went to administer a third slam to the drugged up fuck toy. “There ya go boy, you feeling good?” Kyle was in heaven. He had never done drugs before, not even a beer, and now he had been given 3 slams of crystal meth. All he could doo was nod yes as he was in a drugged up haze. His semi hard erection had become a shriveled up 2” boy clit, but he was horny as fuck. Kyle begged, “Please fuck me, I need to be fucked, please.” He was left, not allow to touch himself as he waited. Soon a couple young guys came through the door. They looked to be no older then Kyle, 18, if that. There was Jim, Bob and David. They almost had the same build as Kyle except for the fact that these three were a bit more muscular. The three were told “Kyle here is your new ‘brother’ and he wants to learn how to give a proper blow job. You will each get your reward once he has swallowed each and ever load you can give him. And remember, you can’t fuck him. We’ll be watching.” Jim was the first boy that they brought into the stables. He was a former high school wrestle and used to be straight when they drugged and thought him the joys of gay sex. After his indoctrination Jim broke up with his pregnant girlfriend and went to work for the roommates. There were a couple of boys after Jim, but one ran off with a ‘John’ and the other got killed. Then Bob was easily recruited into the stables. His father kicked him out after discovering he was gay and a drug user. He easily fit in with working as one of their male whores. The last one was David, he was a lonely gay boy in Chicago and found acceptance from the group. He was resistant at first to working for them, but after converting and testing poz he knew he had no place to go. Rickey and Tyler promised to take care of him. The 2 roommates did take care of their boys. They gave them a place to live, clothes, food, gym memberships and most important thing of all, AIDS medication. The three escorted Kyle up to one of the other bedrooms. The only furniture in this room was a couple mattresses on the floor and a dimly lit lamp in the corner. There was also a night vision camera in one of the corners so that the roommates could watch the three teach Kyle to suck cock. Jim said, “If you listen to us and do as we tell you, you will have no problem sucking any size cock into your throat, and with Bob’s length you might even get his cum to bypass your mouth and go directly down your throat.” Jim was first, by seniority, and dropped his shorts. He pulled Kyle’s head into his crotch. “Just lick it for now, lick from my balls to the tip of my cock.” Kyle began to work his tongue all over Jim’s cock and balls. And with the T and G in him he was really getting into this. It didn’t take long for Jim to get hard. Then Jim told his cock sucker, “Open your mouth and suck it in, and remember to watch your teeth. No ‘John’ likes his dick scraped by a boys teeth when he’s getting sucked.” Kyle did just as he was told, and he was sucking his first cock. “Oh yea, that’s it. Work my pole with that mouth of yours.” Jim hadn’t been allowed to cum on almost a week and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed Kyle's head to make sure that he wouldn’t pull off, looked down at Kyle and told him, “Make sure you show the camera the cum in your mouth before you swallow ever drop.” Jim then began to pant as Kyle felt his cock thicken in his mouth, then “OH YEAH!” Jim shouted out as he fired a weeks worth of cum into Kyle’s mouth. Jim made sure that Kyle showed his open mouth to the camera so that their pimps could see the fresh cum in his mouth before he swallowed it down. Kyle didn’t have much time to catch his breath as David pulled Kyle between his legs. David grabbed his cock sucker’s head and forced the length of his tool to the back of his throat. With Jim at his side, Kyle was coached on how to breathe, work his tongue and his mouth on a cock to give the best blow job known. David just sat back as his balls boiled to overflow and soon Kyle was eating his second load of cum. Kyle finished to look up at Bob stroking a massive 9” cock, bigger then what the roommates had. Kyle was trying to figure out how he’d get that in his mouth when Jim encouraged him, “Just remember what I told you about breathing through your nose and to relax.” Kyle crawled on his knees over to Bob and began by licking his balls. Bob kept stroking as Kyle worked his tongue up the shaft to the tip as Bob moved his hand to the back of Kyle’s head. Rickey and Tyler watched on the group on the plasma knowing that this was going to be a brutal face fuck. Kyle was not prepared for Bob’s cock. He thrusted his massive 9” deep into Kyle’s throat. Since their working boys aren’t allowed to fuck, this is Bob’s way of working out his frustrations. Kyle’s eyes welled up with tears as his throat took a rough fucking similar to that his ass took earlier. With Jim’s instructions and encouragement and his own determination, Kyle was able to accommodate the cock in his throat. Bob was one to take a long time no matter when he shot last. He was a brutal top that was turned into a whore bottom. When he got this rare chance to use his dick, he made the most of it. Kyle quickly learned to relax his throat as Bob rammed his shaft in and out of his mouth. Kyle did his best to put up with the face fucking and just as his jaw began to get sore he felt the cock in his throat began to swell then spasms as Bob was delivering his load directly into his gut. Bob pulled back a bit to give Kyle the last few spurts before smacking him across the face with his still hard cock. “I fucking wish I could breed this bitch! I’m still fucking hard.” Just as Bob finished talking the bedroom door opened up and in walked Rickey and Tyler. Rickey asked, “Nice job boys, you think this bitch will be ready to work the party tomorrow night?” “I’m sure with some personal tutoring I can have him ready Boss”, Bob was quick to say. But he knew he had no chance of fucking the new kid. The boys were there to be fucked and to suck the various guys who paid their way into the party. “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Rickey.