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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.

Be advised that my stories often involve some element on nonconsensual sex by some of my characters. Regardless, my stories are 100% fiction/fantasy only. Any resemblance to persons or places are merely coincidental. How to Get Your Poz Cock into Lyle Cranston's Speedos A few year’s back, I was the janitor at the local high school in a school district where the only sex education the kids got was for abstinence. Well, this left the entire student body vulnerable to their own imaginations, learning whatever they could about sex from actual experience, or by doing some reading on the Internet or at the public library like I used to. The rate of pregnancies were up, and STD rates, too. Anyway, this lack of sex education made these students susceptible to perverts like me. One senior I was able to corrupt, Lyle, was the number one swimmer in the county. He was 18, had a compact and muscular body at 5’6”, blonde, chlorine-bleached hair, blue eyes, and an ass that filled out his light blue Speedos to perfection. All season, I’d catch him practicing at the pool in the early morning. Sometimes he’d linger in the locker room and shower area while I cleaned in there. He would do things for me, like acting as if he were checking his phone while bending over in his tight-fitting swimsuit. Did he know that he was getting my poz cock rock hard when he did that? So many times I’ve wanted to take my finger and press it against that stretched out blue lycra material; to press in, making a guess of where that boy’s hole was; feeling it, to hear him gasp or moan when I hit my mark. This show (offering?) went on all season. Instead of raping him right then and there, I’d ask him about things. How is school going? Are you going to prom? Stuff that allowed me to find out more about the kid. I found out that he was accepted at state university and will be living in the dorms in the fall. He got a swimming scholarship, too. He said that he and his girlfriend broke up in March, so he might go to prom stag, or not at all. He said that since he was leaving soon, it didn’t make sense to have a girlfriend here anyway. His parents were well-respected in town as ministers at one of the many churches here. I offered to answer any questions he had about sex if he wouldn’t tell anyone about it. He nodded, told me he was abstaining, but he had lots of questions. After that, he showed up at my janitor’s closet, always in his blue Speedo with questions for me. I’d close the door and he’d sit in my chair while he listed off questions about masterbation and was porn really evil. He never asked about condoms or STDs, but he did want to know how babies were made. I showed him diagrams and explained what sperm was and how it fertilizes the egg in a female, and so on. As he sat there with his legs spread, I was given full view of his taint and package just hidden beneath the blue lycra fabric of his Speedo. My perverted mind wanted more of this teen. I knew there had to be men online who would want to distract Lyle with poppers and a blowjob while I pressed my precum-dripping, cut cock head into the boy’s tight cherry hole. On the last week of school, I knew I had to get into that boy’s Speedos any way I could. And I enlisted the help of another barebacker I found online. His user name was Poz9In and he said he had ways of making sure I could get my raw cock inside a virgin’s butt, especially into a naive, under-sex educated Wildcat jock like Lyle. We arranged a time, graduation day. He agreed to the plan to help me stealth breed Lyle with a poz load. I told Lyle to meet me at my closet right after his morning swim, a good half hour before class. ________________ Poz9In was maybe around mid-50s, dark cropped hair and brown eyes. He arrived just before 7:30 a.m. He wore a track suit and his schlong was huge and evident down his right leg. With a scarred and stubbled face, he looked rough. He was not the hottest looking man. But I was immensely turned on from the contrast between the vision of a toughened older, experienced poz man making use of the body of a gorgeous, athletic teen. Lyle knocked on my closet door and I let him in. He was still wet from his swim. “Hi, Mr. Daines,” he said. “Hey Lyle. This is my friend, Dale, here. He wanted to meet the star swimming athlete for the Wildcats,” I stammered giving my Internet contact a fake name. I was a little nervous, but I was determined to fuck Lyle this morning. “Hey, Dale. Nice to meet you.” Lyle held his hand out in the cramped janitor’s closet and Poz9In took it and pulled Lyle to him. He used his other hand to grab Lyle’s cock and balls through the teen’s wet Speedo. Lyle barely had time to react when I got behind Lyle and pressed by uniformed bulge against his blue Speedoed bubble butt. “Hey! That’s my personal…” Lyle made a nervous swallow. “Yeah boy? Would you like to give your personal spot over to us men, or would you rather we take it?” Poz9In asked while the two of us, men older than his father, continued manhandling Lyle into submission. “I never…” Lyle stopped what he was saying and relented to Poz9In by closing his eyes and dropping his hands to his side. Poz9In worked Lyle’s dick to an erection while I took aim at my prized target: Lyle’s hole. “That’s it, kid. We’ll take good care of you, just relax,” Poz9In said. Now with Lyle’s submission, I finally got to press my finger in and feel for the boy’s hole. He let out a breath when I began rubbing it roughly through the smooth material. Fresh from the pool. Poz9in opened a new bottle of poppers and told the kid to breath in and hold his breath. Lyle did as he was instructed. I continued probing the covered hole while with my other hand, I reached around his waist. Poz9In moved my hand over to so I Lyle’s cock incased in the smooth, still damp lycra. He smelled deliciously of chlorine. “Good boy. Take another hit just like the first,” I heard Poz9In say. “Fuck yeah. You’re a hot one.” “I’ve been wanting this ass for four months!” I exclaimed. “Let’s do what we planned, but I want to keep these Speedos on him.” “Aahh, fuuuck!” Lyle was flying. “Nice! That’s a deal, mister,” Poz9In replied to me. “Let’s knock up this cute pollywog.” With that, Poz9in bent down and went to work sucking Lyle’s cock through the Speedos. A few moments later, he pushed the front of the swimsuit down. Then I saw Poz9In dive in and suck on the virgin’s swimmer’s exposed dick. “Aaah!” Lyle moaned in pleasure. With Poz9In’s help, I bent Lyle forward and spread his legs. Poz9In kept sucking Lyle’s dick like the pro he was, doing his damnedest to coax sweet semen out from a neg horny teen. I unzipped my pants and pushed them down to release my leaking cock. With my hard cock in hand, I rubbed the head of it on Lyle’s bubble butt. I relished the sight of his light blue swimsuit soiled with smudges of my precum. Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers as I pulled down the back of the Speedos to expose the tightest, pinkest hole I’ve ever seen. “Do it. Bareback that neg hole, man. He fucking wants it,” Poz9In encouraged. Realizing that Lyle doesn’t know what neg hole means, I stared at the pink hole in front of me and greased up my cock with lube and listened as Poz9In spoke. “This is the hottest piece of ass. Take it. Take that fine young, firm ass.” With that, I stood up and lined my drooling poz cock against Lyle’s hole. Hotter still, I could feel the kid’s ever-taunting blue Speedo tickling under my cock. I pumped some precum onto the ring of pink his hole and heard Lyle gasp as I pressed in. Lyle yelled as my cock head popped into him, and Poz9In used his hands to spread Lyle’s ass open for me. I fucked in more. As I did, I leaked more precum into Lyle as I thought about pozzing up a virgin, seeing him graduate tonight with my toxic load inside him, sending him off to college with HIV. Then, hopefully, more men will get to use this young butt. I was all the way in when Poz9In gave Lyle more poppers, about 6 full hits. “Breed that neg butt or I will!” I started to fuck Lyle’s hole, in and out. It got easier with my precum lubing the walls of his rectum. I wasn’t going to last long, though. Fucking Lyle full of my poz cum was a dream coming true. I started pistoning the tight swimmer’s hole imagining how my shaft must look penetrating that pink ring. His hole gripped my cock. I was urgent to impregnate my Lyle, star Wildcat swimmer. It was my absolute goal now was to poz Lyle up. “Fuck! I’m coming.” “Fucking do it! Fucking sperm up that clean hole.” Poz9In coached. “Aaaaagh!” I felt my shaft pulse and my cock slit open as hot poz sperm coated the walls of Lyle’s unprotected rectum. I was still shooting loads into Lyle’s hole when I started fucking him hard again. “Fuck!” Lyle yelled. “Fuuuuuck! Ah, I’m coming.” Poz9In went back to sucking Lyle’s dick. “Yeah, Lyle. Feed the nice man your load while I hammer mine into your butt” I said. Lyle didn’t say anything but convulsed as he orgasmed. I held him steady so that Poz9in could have what his profile said was his favorite part of sex: the taste of sweet, young neg sperm. “Fuckin’ A!” Poz9In said with his mouth full of hard teen dick and fresh sperm. When Lyle finished cumming, I put the poppers bottle under his nose again. Lyle took the hits as ordered. When Lyle was completely flying, I put the bottle down. With my eyes I looked down to Poz9In and I invited him to bareback this amazing hole. He stood up, stepped around Lyle, and started jacking his massive cock and told me to move out of the way. He got behind Lyle, who was still recovering from cumming, and he rubbed his big mushroom head against the boy’s now reddened entrance. He looked over and got the petroleum jelly and jacked his cock some more with it until it shined under the fluorescent lighting of the janitor’s closet. As Poz9In lodged his enormous highly experienced HVL poz cock into the teen’s no-longer-virgin hole, we heard Lyle say, “Ah! Fuck!” I watched as Poz9In pushed all the way into Lyle; his silver cock ring embedding red marks into the teen’s butt cheeks. Then he fucked Lyle’s ass hard. He clamped his large hand over Lyle’s mouth to keep him quiet while he fucked him so hard that they had to keep repositioning themselves around the closet. Amazingly, Lyle’s blue Speedos remained in place, pulled down just far enough to give us men access to his now fully fuckable butthole. At times I was able to get up close and I watched as Poz9In’s cock pulled out, his shaft covered in lube and poz sperm, and pushed all the way back into the boy’s hole, stretching out that beautiful pink ring, no longer hidden away from me behind light blue lycra. I started jacking off watching them. When Poz9In saw me, he repositioned Lyle again in front of me. Still lodged in Lyle’s ass, Poz9In pushed his head down and ordered him to suck my cock. Lyle eagerly sucked me until I was so turned on, I gripped onto his blonde hair started face-fucking the teen. An amazing perv achievement: Poz9In and I were fucking Lyle Cranston: The star swimmer for the Wildcats swim team and minister’s son was now taking raw poz cock at both ends in a janitor's closet. I unloaded in Lyle’s mouth with a sharp explosion and watched him swallow my load. At the same time, Poz9In announced that he was “knocking up the twink! Fuuuuuck! That’s right. Let us charge that hole, son! Take it deep in there.” He continued convulsing and cussing as more of his jizz flowed into naive Lyle’s neg hole. When he finished, he tussled Lyle’s now dry hair as he lewdly complimented the kid, and pulled out. Poz9In pulled up his track pants, nodded at me and left. Lyle was half in a daze as he pulled up his trunks and said that he had to get to class. “Thanks, Mr. Daines.” He left the janitor’s closet quickly with a towel around his waist. "Congrats! Have a good time tonight!" I called out. Good kid. Come fall, though, college physicals could reveal a surprise for young Lyle, and just before his first-ever actual sex education class.

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

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to):Pup, boy, faggot, cumdump. Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 765-714-4412 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): 20794 Times you're generally not available: weekdays after 5 weekends vary Age: 29 Height: 5'9'' Weight: 160 Ethnicity: Caucasian 

Count me in as a proud sucker of cock, swallower of cum who has an insatiable desire for black cock. I can't explain why, but the black ones are the ones I am most proud of and my desire has never diminished.

I learned by sucking my dad, later my married neighbor while his wife watched, and then my brother. It started when I was 14. My dad would get drunk, pass out on the couch wearing only a terry cloth shower kilt. I would sit on the floor staring at his cock and balls while he snored. Occassionally I would see his cock twitch, harden, and even drip precum. I would get brave and start touching, tickling and stroking his cock while he was passed out. I eventually got braver and braver as he never woke up. Eventually I started to lick and suck his balls and cock. One time he grabbed my head and woke up as I was on his cock. He demanded to know what I was doing. I claimed I was walking by and noticed his cock leaking and I was afraid he was going to piss on the couch. I thought that sounded better than saying I been lusting after your cock, and sucking you off for months while you were passed out. Anyway, after some yelling he said he was too drunk to walk to the bathroom and since I was going to drink his piss while he slept, I might as well drink it while he was awake. He told me to put my mouth back on his cock and he started pissing. Afraid he would think I lied about not wanting him to piss on the couch, I swallowed it all. Afterwards he started to get hard, and he grabbed my head and started moving it back and forth while I still had his cock in my mouth. Soon I started to develop a rhythm and he no longer needed to move my head back and forth on his cock. Suddenly he grabbed a hold of my head and pulled me roughly all the way to his crotch and shot his load. I just swallowed and do not really taste it that time. When he was finished he told me to get out of his sight and said you better hope I don't tell your mother about this because she would think I was a disgusting perverted pig. I started to cry until he promised he would not say another to her, and I promised to do anything for him to keep the secret. That was the beginning of my cock sucking.

Yesterday morning had a top back out but thankfully I had kept in touch with the top from my last post. Turned out he was available and close to my house. I love getting bred in marital bed so wasted no time giving him my address. He shows up and without a word I take him straight to my bedroom. He was as hot as I remember, tight toned dark skinned body and his cock had my ass twitching the minute my lips touched it. Once again very little was said and he knew I love spit as lube so he pushed me onto the bed and started rimming me deep and spitting on my now slightly gaped hole. Then he slammed balls deep in me and fucked hard for a couple of minutes. He stopped and flipped me over and then gave me the pounding of my life 15 straight minutes of hard deep pounding. Grabbing my hips and forcing himself deep in me. He had me moaning and begging for his babymakers. He kept calling me a slut and asking me if this is what I really like while slapping my ass. Asked me if I love getting bred versus my wife's pussy. I could only moan yesses. Finally he tensed up and slammed in me deep and loudly came. He stayed in me until he went limp and plopped out. My ass gushed cum right away, so much seed. He then stood up got dressed and left. I made sure to lay in my marital bed and let his cum soak in the sheets while I jerked off with his spunk as lube. Wife unaware, still do not know is name.

Well my handsome pup, you've done it again. I've been Rock hard reading this most recent chapter to your amazing story. My how your mind works. I absolutely love it, and from what I can tell reading the comments posted by many of the other horny fuckers here on the BZ, they do as well. Your recent suspension seemed like an eternity to have to wait for the opportunity to read more from that slightly twisted but oh so beautiful mind of yours.?. As You never disappoint your readers son, I am super proud to be one of them. A huge fan of yours pup, for sure.! As always looking forward with great anticipation to the next chapter. I've said it before and I'll say it again many times I'm sure, you're fucking amazing pup. Hope you are having a great week. XOXO

I love this naive kid and how daddy is turning him into a cum-dump fuck-hole. Maybe he should remain hypnotizes and programmed for the rest of his life; however, maybe it would be better if he does all this willingly?

4. Playthings If you’d asked me, even five minutes after Raff ended the call, why I was lubing up toys to shove up my housemate, I doubt you would have got a coherent answer, much less a correct one. For all the parts of me that drone was doing wonders for, my short term memory wasn’t one of them. I’d all but forgotten about Raff and his deal, but he had implanted the idea in my head and that was the important thing. A line each and a quick make out session later, and Jesse was kneeling on the floor, leaning on the sofa, and pointing his ass at me. A plethora of toys were laid out next to him. More than I even realized they owned. Kneeling behind him, I rubbed my hands over his cheeks, cupping that perfect bubble butt in them and squeezing, making him wiggle. I pressed myself up against him, holding his hips and pulling him towards me. Even when unable to get hard, my dick still tingled with excitement against his hole, getting coated by the lube that still lingered from the double ender. He bucked against me, nudging me, wanting me to start. So I did. The double ender was already prepped and ready to go, so I started with that. The thing was as long as my forearm, I realized now that I held it. It made me wonder; how much of it had Jesse got inside me earlier, and how much of it could I get inside him now? It was time to find out. His ass offered little in the way of resistance as I pierced his hole with it, and Jesse let out a loud moan, pushing back, taking it even faster than I intended. For a moment, I was nothing more than a tool to hold the dildo as Jesse fucked himself, thrusting his ass back and forth on it. He easily rode it down to the halfway point, but never further. I figured that must be his comfort zone. The next time Jesse plunged down to half way, I made my move. Holding the toy tight in one hand, I wrapped my other arm around his hips and under his stomach, holding him in place, so that he couldn’t pull away from the thing in his ass. I began pushing forwards, and instantly earned whimpered from Jesse, who clearly hadn’t been expecting it. “Ah! Oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck!” He started repeating, and he made some half hearted effort to pull away, but I didn’t let him, and he didn’t try harder. “You can take it.” I said, stroking my fingers on his stomach. “This is nothing.” He looked at me, and the momentary worry on his face melted away. He nodded, and buried his head into the sofa cushions, letting me get to work. “Good boy.” I took it slow, edging it in inch by inch, and making sure to pull out occasionally, fucking him at a shallower depth, before I tried to make him take the next inch. He moaned and whimpered into the cushions, but he never tried to make me to stop, or even slow down. Eventually, it got to the point where I didn’t want to push any further, for fear of losing my grip, and losing the toy. I had no idea how the hell you solved something like that, even if we weren’t both completely lost to drone. How much was actually in him? 10 inches? 12? My vision was so hazy, it was honestly hard to tell. However much it was, it was fucking impressive to me. I was sure I couldn’t take anything like that much, but fuck knows I wanted to try. I felt something inside me. A twinge of frustration, of anger. I found myself pulling the dildo almost all the way out, then slammed it back in, making Jesse shout out even louder. I took my hand from his hip and curled it up in his hair, yanking on it tightly as I pounded his ass a second time. He yelled again, but still, he never said a word of complaint. Just ‘Oh fuck, oh fuck’, over and over as I rammed him deep and hard. I wanted to ruin him, but even more, I wanted to be ruined in the same way. For the first time in awhile, I could feel my cock hardening a little. My arm started to ache, and Jesse had been reduced to a whimpering mess, barely moving under my abuse. I let the dildo slip entirely from him, and stroked one hand through his hair, and the other over his ass. It took him a minute to realize that it was over, but eventually, he pushed himself up and turned to face me. I only had a second to notice the teary eyes, before his mouth was on mine. He rammed into me with such a force that we both went over, toppling to the floor, kissing and holding each other. When we broke apart, I could see the worry and panic back on Jesse’s face, but I knew what do say. “You’re okay.” I stroked a hand over his cheek and into his hair. “We’re okay.” He grinned wide, nodded, and we kissed again. ~~~ ‘POP-POP-POP-POP’ followed by “Holy fucking fuck!” from Jesse was an odd and hysterical combination of sounds. I’d just pulled a set of anal beads from his ass, yanking them out like I was trying to start an old fashioned lawn mower, instead of taking it slow like I had the previous two times. He laid beneath me on the sofa, squirming and bucking his hips and grinning from ear to ear as he dealt with the sensation that I could barely even imagine. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” He kept saying, practically mouthing the words and barely speaking above a whisper. I knelt down and grabbed a nearby dildo, and started shoving it into him, delighting in the moan he let out. It was a chunky lump of black silicone, shaped like a veiny dick, and one that I recognised from being in Jesse and Reese’s room - they weren’t very good at keeping their toys stored somewhere out of sight. I’d got Jesse’s ass pretty damn messed up by this point, but even still, he wasn’t able to take a huge amount of this beast. There was a knock at the door, and I nearly jumped out of my skin. “Who the fuck is that?!” I said. The clock on the oven in the kitchenette told me that it had already gone eleven. That was a shock in itself. “What? It’s Raff, dickhead!” Jesse laughed, and memories of my brief conversation with Raff came flooding back to me. “The guy who told you to shove that up me, remember?” He pushed against the dildo in my hand and his ass - remembering Raff had apparently made me forget that I was doing that. “Go open the door.” “Oh shit, I forgot about him!” I let the toy slide out of Jesse then got up and shot into my room, rummaging around for clothes. “How’d he even get in the building?” Our apartment block wasn’t supposed to be accessible without a key, but at the same time, our neighbours were assholes. “What’re you doing?!” Jesse called after me. “Getting dressed!” I said as I threw on a pair of cargo shorts and a black vest. “Why?” He said as he went past my room, still completely naked. I heard the front door open, and then the sound of someone letting out a whistle. I stuck my head out my bedroom door, horrified that Jesse might have just opened the door on a random neighbour while completely naked, covered in lube, and flying like a kite. But it was Raff. It was unmistakably Raff. In the hallway, a huge black guy - in a black lycra top and black sweatpants, baseball cap on his head as I saw earlier - had my housemate pinned to the wall, one big hand on each little shoulder, mouths clamped together in a kiss that looked more like some beast eating his prey. Without stopping, Raff used his foot to kick the door closed behind him. Jesse’s hands were running up and down Raff’s chest. Raff’s shirt was so tight, every muscle could be seen underneath it, and there were a lot of them. Huge shoulders, bulging pecs, and abs that looked like they could block bullets. He had a bag slung over one shoulder, which rattled as he moved. “Holy fuck, boy.” Raff said, when they finally broke apart. “Are you even gonna survive this? Do you know just how fucked you’re about to get?” Jesse didn’t speak, but he clearly couldn’t control his excitement, which was painted on his face with a massive grin. Jesse nodded towards me; I was honestly surprised he’d remembered I was here. I’m not sure I would have if our positions were reversed. Raff looked at me, then smirked. “Hey there, mophead.” He said, letting go of Jesse and walking down the hall to me. He raised a hand, and I thought he was going in for a handshake. Instead, he grabbed my vest and balled it up in a fist, yanking it upwards, practically tearing it off me. As I struggled to take it off entirely, I felt his hand undo the button of my cargo shorts, causing the baggy clothing to drop straight to the floor, leaving me naked once again. “You didn’t have to get dressed up just for me.” He said, then went past me into the front room. I didn’t know what to think. Jesse obviously knew Raff, but he was a complete stranger to me, and he had just strolled into our flat and immediately taken complete control of both of us. I wasn’t so fucked up that I couldn’t hear the alarm bells here. Unfortunately, that would be the last time I could say that about the weekend. Jesse came up to me and took me by the hand. He must have known I was worried, because he squeezed it, kissed me on the cheek, then pulled me into the main room. “I’m just gonna add a little extra spice.” Raff said. He was standing at the mirror, holding something just above the pile of drone, his bag discarded by his feet. We came up behind him to see what he was doing. The thing in his hand wasn’t a baggie like the drone baggies Jesse had. I later realized that it was a square cut from some sort of gay porn magazine - there was an image of a guy hanging in elaborate ropework, getting fucked by a tattooed guy. It was folded up around a white powder, though I could tell at a glance that it wasn’t drone. While drone looked more like salt, this stuff looked more dusty, like talcum powder. “Speed.” Raff answered the unasked question. “Nothing too heavy - it’ll just help clear your brains up a little, make sure you don’t forget me again.” He smirked at me, and I blushed. “You could hear us?” I asked, as he used the card to mix the two drugs in with each other, and began racking up lines. “Well yeah, you were shouting.” “We were?!” Jesse and I both shouted in unison, making Raff laugh. This made us laugh, and suddenly, I was feeling a little less tense. Raff had created four lines, BIG lines, on the mirror. “I had a bit before I came, but clearly I’m playing catch up.” He told us, before snorting the first two lines himself, then handed the straw to Jesse. He hoovered up his so fast I was impressed he didn’t get whiplash, then handed the straw to me. I didn’t think I took too long in snorting my line. I only paused briefly to see if there was any difference between pure drone and this new mix, but it felt more or less the same, at least in my nose. However, when I turned round, the scene had already escalated. The black lycra top was thrown over the sofa, and Jesse’s head was level with one of Raff’s pecs, his mouth busy working the nip. Raff held Jesse in one arm, and with the other, he beckoned to me. I must have lost all focus for a minute, as I was suddenly in the same position as Jesse on the other pec, licking and sucking and biting at him, and I couldn’t remember crossing the room to get to it. The heat of Raff’s arm around me, and the feel of him holding me and Jesse together in his arms was incredible. “Good boys.” Raff purred in his deep voice. “Two tweaking little twinks for the price of one. Some fucked up God must be smiling down on me.” “Now, let’s see if this little mop can do what he’s told.” Shortly after Raff said this, I heard Jesse whimpering. I didn’t need to open my eyes to work out that several of Raff’s fingers were sliding in and out of Jesse’s ass. “Oh yeah, that’s good and slick. You better be grateful to your friend, Jesse, he’s made sure you’re going to get exactly the fucking you want.” He let go of both us, and stepped away from me, towards Jesse. Taking one of Jesse’s nipples in each hand, he began twisting and pulling at them as he continued talking. “He deserves a reward, don’t you think?” Jesse nodded. “Maybe I should fuck him instead of you?” A thrill went through me, and I was suddenly certain that that was exactly what I wanted, but Jesse clearly didn’t agree. “No!” He whimpered, pressing himself up against Raff, kissing at his chest and neck. “Please no! I need it. I really fucking need it. Please…” Raff laughed and took Jesse by the shoulders, pushing him away. “Alright, alright. Not that. But something…” Raff looked at me. His eyes looked thoughtful, but his smirk couldn’t hide the fact that he knew exactly what he was doing. “I know… Go kneel down in front of the sofa, Mop. Jesse, sit next to him and be ready to hold him down.” With his orders issued, Raff went over to his bag as we obeyed. I felt nervous, but I pointed my ass up and out towards Raff. I assumed that that was what he needed access to. “What are you going to do?” I asked. “Don’t worry. If you like the drone, you’re going to fucking love this.” Raff replied. He was right behind me with his bag, kneeling down behind me. I looked over my shoulder and saw him take some things out. I recognized one item as a buttplug - big, but hardly hole wrecking. I doubted it looked like anything in comparison to Raff’s cock. Whatever the other thing was, it made Jesse gasp. “Is that…?” “Fuck yeah, it is.” Raff answered. It was a baggie of something, but I couldn’t see what. “You get my cock first, so he gets to feel T first. It’s only fair, right? Hold him down.” Suddenly, Jesse’s weight was on top of me, pinning me to the sofa. I felt a tiny surge of panic, and began to protest, but I felt Raff’s hand stroke my ass. “Don’t worry, kid. Jesse’s not going to let anything bad happen to you. Right, Jesse?” Jesse agreed. “This shit will blow your mind. It’s just, it’ll hurt a little going in, and I don’t want you squirming. Just trust us, okay? Just relax.” They let me compose myself. Jesse whispered sweet nothings in my ear about how ‘fucking hot’ and ‘lucky’ I was, while Raff teased my hole with his fingers, which he lubed up and began to slip into me. He was gentler about it than I had expected, taking his time and slowly pushing deeper, stretching me out. It felt incredible, and I lost myself in the sensation. “Alright…” Raff said softly, after what might have been minutes or days of him playing with my hole. “This next bit will hurt for a few minutes, but after that, you’ll be seeing stars. You ready?” I told him that I was, and even pushed my ass towards him to prove it. I honestly wasn’t even thinking about what was coming next. I really just wanted him to continue teasing my hole. There was a horrible sensation as his fingers withdrew, but I bit my lip and waited. “Just a little one for now.” Raff said. “We don’t want him melting away instantly now, do we?” Jesse laughed at this, then I felt fingers back at my hole. I suddenly understood why Jesse had to hold me down. Raff was pushing something into my hole, and it wasn’t the buttplug I’d seen. It felt sharp, and despite what Raff had said, it didn’t seem small at all. My hole suddenly felt itchy and tingling, which was not a good feeling at all. As predicted, I struggled against Jesse, but he kept me in place, still whispering words of encouragement. I whimpered into the sofa pillows. When Raff’s fingers had pushed the ‘T’ as far as it would go, he withdrew again. Instinctively, I tried to push whatever it was back out of my ass, but I quickly realized that that was what the plug was for. I felt it against my hole as Raff pushed it in. It sunk in deep and hit the sharp thing, pushing that further still into me. I felt my hole close around the stem of the plug, and knew that it was fully inside of me. “Keep him still.” Raff instructed Jesse. “Till we know it’s going to stay in.” A few minutes passed in relative silence, before Jesse finally climbed off of me. “How you doing, mophead?” Raff asked. I pushed myself up off the sofa, and instantly, I was gone. Image from Raff’s wrap: https://imgur.com/a/lSnztnP

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

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

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:

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.

Part 26 - The Followup As Aaron was driving up to meet Nick on Sunday, he called him and said “I heard you used to hit the glory holes at the bookstore. How about we do it there?” Nick chuckled and said “Sure. you want to pick me up or just meet there?” “How about we meet there in a half hour. I want to suck some anon cock first” Aaron replied. “OK, I’ll see ya there” Nick said with laugh. Aaron pulled into the parking lot and walked in. He never had been here before, but quickly figured the place out. He got bought a bottle of poppers and got some tokens from the clerk and headed into the back area. There was an open area across from the four booths. A couple guys were standing back, watching who entered the booths. One guy was in his sixties, thin, bald and was stroking an average sized cock. The other guy was in his forties with a bushy beard and shaved head, a sizable gut on his large frame. Aaron saw there was a restroom behind the booths but not much else. He headed into the last booth and put in a few tokens. He selected a bareback gay porn video and took his shirt and pants off and began to stroking his cock. It was only a few minutes before someone entered the booth next to him. He looked through the glory hole and saw the bigger guy from before. He motioned for the guy to feed him his cock and the guy obliged. Aaron licked the mostly hard six inch cut cock and started to suck it down. It was definitely not fresh and Aaron tasted cum, sweat and piss at the very least. The guy was trying to fuck his mouth, but his oversized belly wouldn’t allow him to thrust all the way to the partition so he just pushed as far as he could and held it there as Aaron bobbed and sucked. It didn’t take long for Aaron to get rewarded with a mouthful of bitter cum. When the last shot went into his mouth, the guy pulled out and zipped up and was gone. Aaron leaned back and started stroking his cock again, waiting for the next guy to stick his cock through. He figured it would probably be the older guy that he saw across from the booths. It took longer than expected but finally someone came in. He looked through the glory hole and saw a guy in his mid thirties. He took his t-shirt off and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to his ankles. He quickly checked him out, liking his jock build with a few extra pounds and some light hair on his chest that seemed to be trimmed and a small green tattoo on his arm. He put a few tokens in and heard straight porn come on the screen. Aaron motioned with his fingers and the new guy pulled his cock out of his underwear and stroked it before pushing it through the hole. Aaron licked the tip and flicked his tongue under the head of the guys cock before sucking it down. He heard a moan and the guy pushed his body flat against the wall. This cock was a lot cleaner and longer than the last and Aaron gave it better attention, not just trying to get the guy off. It didn’t matter because after several minutes of sucking the guy pulled his cock out of the hole and put his ass up. He wasn’t sure if the guy wanted him to rim him or fuck him, so he started to eat the guys nicely muscled ass. After only a minute of him tongue fucking him, the guy pulled off and said “I want your cock.” Aaron wasn’t going to give up this opportunity and stood up and pushed his cock against the spit covered hole and thrust inside. Aaron heard the guy scream out as his cock invaded tight hole. It was a quick fuck, as Aaron wanted to nut inside the guy before Nick showed up and wanted time to build up another load to breed Nick with. He pounded the guy mercilessly and then slammed in and dumped his charged seed into the anonymous cumdump on the other side of the wall. When his cock stopped spewing cum, the guy pulled off and cleaned his cock off and said “thanks, bud” before leaving the booth. Aaron scooped the cum off his cock and licked his fingers knowing that a lot more was inside they guy he just bred. He sat back again and stroked his cock, smiling. His first anon poz breeding was done. Aaron’s phone buzzed and he looked at the message “where r u” from Nick. “in booths. rt one” he replied. Someone entered the booth next to Aaron and he looked through. It was Nick. He stuck his cock through the hole and felt Nick go to work, sucking his cock. He hoped he liked the protein coating and once he had licked his cock clean, Aaron started to fuck Nick’s face on the other side of the partition. He pulled out and motioned through the hole to turn around. Nick backed his ass up to the glory hole and Aaron pounced. The spit on his cock was the only lube Nick got, Aaron’s cock ripping into his hole. Aaron heard Nick yell out and just kept plowing into his hole. He fucked hard and fast until he drove his cock deep and felt it throb as more toxic seed filled Nick’s probably pozzed hole. Monday morning, Joe, Kyle and Steven drove over to the clinic for their followup appointments. They checked in and waited for Aaron and Dennis to show up and their names to be called. Once again, Dennis and Aaron arrived together, this time Aaron was much more relaxed and even laughing with Dennis when they walked in. Joe grinned and said “It looks like you guys been have been having a good time. Are you going to share the juicy details?” Aaron burst out laughing “I really shouldn’t kiss and tell…” he started and then said “but that was too good not to.” “I’ve been fucking Nick all weekend long. I started Friday after work and kept breeding him until I went to work Saturday night. I needed a break to give him and my balls a rest, but drove back Sunday and we kept going at it. I called Dennis to take over this morning when I was empty. That fucker Nick is insatiable.” The guys laughed and patted Aaron on the back. The nurse came out and called Dennis in to the exam room to meet with the doctor. He got his vitals taken and sat in the chair waiting, wondering how he was going to tell the doctor he had no intention of starting treatment any time soon. After nearly ten minutes of staring at the walls, a new doctor came in with a folder. “Hello Dennis. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and it appears that you are extremely infectious. Your viral load is very high. It’s possible that its an aberration due to when the test was taken. Your CD4 counts look good, though. We’ll be taking another blood test to see if your viral load is at a more reasonable level. “ the doctor told Dennis. Dennis nodded and waited for him to continue. “I understand that you have not been refraining from sex and I need to remind you that you are very infectious at this time. We don’t want an epidemic on our hands. We already have had more people test positive for HIV this month than the rest of the year. I also understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need, and I commend that. We will delay any significant treatment until you are ready or your body shows signs of serious deterioration. We want you to continue a full happy life that is sexually active and rewarding.” Dennis looked perplexed. Did the doctor just tell him he knew he was pozzing neg guys and encouraged it? “Uh, I’m confused” he said. “Yes, I get that all the time. Our special case patients don’t expect us to encourage their, how should I say this… risky behavior. It’s simple - it keeps me in business and I know the satisfaction of successfully helping someone reach their goal.” Dennis couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but he liked it. “Oh, ok. This wasn’t the way I expected this conversation to go, but I’m good with it. I suppose that I should keep this confidential” Dennis replied. “Yes. We should keep all our conversations just between you and I. Now, can I ask… How many people have you helped since you were informed you were positive?” Dr. Simms asked. Dennis answered “Uh, two.” “Ah, good. Now was this by yourself or were other people assisting you?” the doctor asked. Dennis squirmed in his chair, unsure how much information like this he wanted to share and finally said “I was with other people with both of them.” The doctor smiled and said “Mmmm, very good. It helps increase the chances that you are successful at helping them that way. Now, I want you to come in for blood tests every two weeks for the first two months and then monthly after that for the first year. There will be no reason for an exam at each test. We will call you if we need to talk to you about your uh, non-treatment plan. If at any time you want to change to the full treatment, we can. It’s up to you. It would be helpful if you notified the lab tech, Tyler at your blood tests of the number of people you have assisted.” Dennis still was incredulous that the doctor was telling him that pozzing guys was good. “OK, that sounds easy enough. Can I just come in for the blood tests or do I need to make an appointment?” Dennis asked. “Just come in when you have free time and it is within a day or two of your scheduled test. Please, only see Tyler. If there is someone else in the lab, then come back another day” Dr. Simms told him. “OK, I understand.” “You can go down and get your new blood test and Tyler will show you where to wait until I am done discussing everything with your group. Remember, this is just between you and me” he said, winking at Dennis. Dennis got up and went to the lab area where Tyler was waiting for him with a big smile. “So, the doctor explained everything to you and you are ok?” he asked Dennis. “Yeah, I’m good but surprised” Dennis replied. Tyler motioned for Dennis to take a seat in the vampire’s lair and prepared to draw more blood from him. “You are part of a select group of people we do this with. I saw a lot of potential in you and your friends at the event the other night and thought that you would be good to add to our group. But, we need to keep this very quiet. You’ll get more information later.” Tyler finished taking Dennis’s blood, labeled the vials and put a bandage over the needle mark. “Follow me” Tyler said and Dennis got up and stayed a few paces behind him down a hallway and into a room with no windows. The chairs were more comfortable here and there was a station with coffee, water, fruit and pastries. “Help yourself. We treat our special patients well” Tyler said with a laugh and closed the door, leaving Dennis alone. Dennis poured himself a coffee and took a donut and sat down in a chair. The TV was playing a rather bizarre animation of what looked like sperm swimming down a tunnel and then they faded into the walls of the tunnel. Then there was a biohazard symbol covering most of the screen and then it faded to black and started over. As he was eating the last bite of his donut, Joe entered the room, escorted by Tyler. Joe was wide-eyed and was shaking his head. “You wouldn’t believe what I just heard from the doctor” Joe said. “Oh, right now I think I would believe anything” Dennis responded and added “He wants you to keep poz breeding, right?” Joe nodded and said “Yeah. How fucked up is that?” “We appear to have been chosen to be part of a group that helps chasers. Oh, and watch this weird animation on the screen” Dennis said. Joe watched it and just kept shaking his head. About that time, Steven was the next one put in the room. Once the door closed Steven said “You guys aren’t going to believe my conversation with the doctor…” Steven was interrupted by Dennis who said “Yeah, it was probably as weird as ours.” Kyle was the next one to arrive in the room and said the same thing after the door closed and the other guys just nodded. Aaron was the last to go into the exam room. The nurse took his temperature, weight, and blood pressure and then had him sit on the chair. “Please don’t pass out again” she said with a wink and Aaron blushed. “I don’t think that will be a problem this time” he told her as the door closed. He remembered only small parts of what the doctor told him the last time he was in this room. He looked around and read the posters on the wall. He wondered if the doctor would ask if he had sex with anyone since the last visit. Should he lie or tell the truth? He didn’t know what the other guys had told the doctor. Maybe they told him about the party with Nick. No, they wouldn’t do that. His mind was racing when the doctor knocked and came in. “Hello Aaron. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and it appears that you are pretty infectious. Your viral load is quite high. Your CD4 counts look good, however. We’ll be taking another blood test to see how your viral load is progressing“ the doctor told Aaron and he nodded. Most of this information would have been gibberish to him, but he had been reading up on HIV after he got the diagnosis. “I am concerned about the note in your file about your reaction to the news that you had tested positive for HIV, gonorrhea, and syphilis. I also see that you didn’t visit with any of our counselors here since then. I need to know that you are mentally prepared for the treatment plan that I am going to propose” the doctor told Aaron. “I knew it was a possibility and I had talked to some friends about it before my appointment, but it still was a shock. I have been talking to my friends every day since then and they have shown me that things are going to be ok, maybe even better than before. They really have helped me through it and I didn’t think I needed to talk to someone here too” Aaron replied. The doctor paused a moment and thought which direction to go - normal treatment or the special treatment. Once he decided, he said “OK, that makes some sense, since I understand that you have not been refraining from sex.” Aaron turned pale as the doctor seemed to know about at least some of his exploits. The doctor continued “You seem to be much more comfortable of your new status than I expected from reading the file. But, I need to remind you that you are very infectious at this time. We already have had more people test positive for HIV this month than the rest of the year.” “Yes, sir” Aaron said solemnly. “Aaron I also understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need, and I want to applaud you for that. We are going delay any significant treatment until you are ready or your body shows signs of serious deterioration. We want you to continue a full happy life that is sexually active and rewarding.” Aaron was about to nod and say “OK” but he replayed the last few sentences from the doctor in his mind. “You want me to delay treatment? And how can I help people?” Aaron asked. Dr. Simms smiled and said “I heard that you and your friends have already helped one lucky person get what he desires. Nick, was it? I understand you were the first to share your gift with him and were not selfish. We need more people like you, Aaron. So, I do not want to start you on any medication at this time. Sometime in the future, based on how your body handles the virus, we will think about it to prolong your life but you need to take advantage while you can.” Aaron this time nodded and said “OK.” He thought to himself “How did the doctor know about Nick. Did he know what he did with Nick all weekend long? Did the guys tell the doctor? Was he going to walk out and get arrested for giving Nick HIV?” He decided to say as little as possible. Just as with Dennis and everyone else, the doctor detailed a blood test regimen and told him about reporting the people he helped to Tyler. Aaron told the doctor “Thank you” and went down to get his next blood test from Tyler. Tyler drew his blood and repeated the same information he told Dennis, Joe, Steven and Kyle to Aaron. When he was done, Tyler took him down to the special waiting room and Tyler closed the door, this time with him inside. “I want to remind you guys that we need to keep this a secret. Soon, you will get more information about how you should continue to spread your gift and how we will help you. I can’t really give you any more than that right now, but soon your questions will be answered. You can now leave through the regular waiting room.” Dennis had to hurry to get to work since he had swapped shifts in order to go to the “secret meeting” they had been invited to later that night. Aaron wanted to head back to Nick’s place and spend more time filling him with cum. Joe, Kyle and Steven headed back to their apartment and then off to their classes. Joe got back from class and sat down on the couch and looked at his phone. Five hours until the mystery meeting. He looked through his email and responded to a couple possible clients. One looked very interesting, a straight but curious businessman visiting and wanting to get tied up and used. He replied asking for more details on what his ideal scene would be - safe/bb, just restrained or more of a BDSM scene, toys, cbt, fisting, and how long of a session he wanted. He was back studying when Kyle and Steven came home and they ate a light dinner, unsure of what the rest of the night would bring. They each cleaned themselves out and dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. Kyle decided to go commando, Joe had his usual jockstrap on that hadn’t been washed in weeks and Steven had a pair of boxer briefs on under his torn jeans. All three of their phones buzzed at the same time and Kyle was the first to read the message. It said “235 Industrial Drive. Door open 10:00-10:15 PM only.” They looked up the address on their phones and saw that it was in a warehouse park just outside of town. Joe said “that should take about fifteen minutes to get there. I’ll ask Dennis if he wants to ride with us. That will add five minutes or so.” Kyle and Steven nodded. Dennis told Corey that he was going out late that night. Corey kept pressing for details, since it wasn’t a time Dennis normally hooked up or went to work. Dennis made up a story about meeting Steven to tag team a new friend of his, which had bits of truth to it. When he got the message from Joe he replied “no, meet u there” to keep the story he told Corey going.

Trevor had just finished taking 4 huge hits from the pipe and another large shotgun from leather Daddy and was now stretched out on his back on the couch....his ass resting on the arm of the couch with his legs pulled back and his hungry tweaked up piggy neg ass at just the right level to be fucked and pounded by hard bare poz cock. And the cock about to do it was MINE!! Daddy was on his knees on the couch over the pig's head, brushing the open lips with his fat wet cockhead and teasing Trevor with the occasional taste of his dirty precum. He had told me to fuck "our bottom pig slut" first with my toxic meat and get him begging to feel my POZ cock deeper in his needy hole, demanding me to knock him up with my poison brew - all as part of our "roleplay" of course. I rubbed my precum soaked cockhead across the puckered hole freely being offered in front of me. In the light from the lamp on the table I could see the sparkle of the tina dust coating the head and part of the shaft, ready to take this cum hungry slut to another level of tina-induced need and craving. "Tell us what you want, pig," Daddy commanded the flying slut. "We can't give it to you until you let us know what you want." His voice muffled as he was licking Daddy's heavy hairy nuts, Trevor spoke with a hunger that sounded too real to be "just roleplay". "I want cock and cum, Daddy. I want POZ cock and cum filling up my neg hole from you and my bro. I need your POZ loads flooding my neg ass and fucking knocking me up! Oh PLEASE! Please fucking give me your dirty cocks and seed!" "Hell yeah, pig!," I said, grabbing on to his ankles and pushing his legs back and opening his hole wider. "Gonna give you all you want, bro! I'm gonna fuck you full of my dirty cum then Daddy's gonna give you all the potent cock juice in those balls you're licking on! Here it comes, pig! Take my fucking POZ cock!" With the last word I slammed my full length in one hard thrust balls-deep into the cum-and-piss-filled neg hole in front of me. We both cried out in animal pleasure at the same time - me from feeling the warm wetness of Daddy's cum and piss enveloping my bare cock, and Trevor from a mix of surprise and gratification at once more being filled with cock. "Oh fuck yeah, bro! Oh fuck your cock feels sooooooo good! Fuck your little pig brother, bro! Fuck me hard and breed me...just like Daddy did!" "Yeah? You want me to breed you bitch? What do you want me to breed you with? What do you want from your big brother?" I was pulling all the way out and slamming back in all the way with increasing speed and need. I had been wanting to blow my POZ seed inside this hole ever since Daddy had first shown me his profile and his pic and told me the plans he had for the boy. I knew this first fuck was not going to be a long one but that didn't matter. What mattered was giving him MORE unmedicated poz cum and getting him to beg for it..to WANT it! "Fucking give me your POZ cum, bro! Seed me and knock me up! Make me like you and Daddy! Oh fuck man do it...give me your bug!! PLEASE!!" Trevor was writhing on the couch as I hammered into his hole and Daddy was pinching and twisting his nips. His sexy young body was covered in sweat and he was pushing his willing hole out to meet my thrusting dick. He really wanted it..whether he knew it yet or not, he really wanted it. And I was about to do my part in giving him exactly what he didn't yet know he wanted. "You got it fucker! You asked for it", I breathed harshly "you're fucking getting it....nowwwwwwwwwww!!! Oh fuuuuuuuucckkkk! Take it pig! Take my fucking POZ dirty cum in your fucking tweaked up neg slutty ass! Pozzing you up bro! Fucking you UP!!" And I bellowed like a fucking bull as I shot five, six, eight hard thick spurts of life-changing spunk deep inside this hungry pig! Gawd did it feel good!! I couldn't wait for more. But now, it was time for Daddy to give the slut another load of HIS toxic juices..this time with Trevor eagerly urging Daddy on!!

"Yeah pig, that's hot ain't it? Watching that big fucking daddy pounding his raw POZ black cock in and out of that white twink's fuckhole! So fucking perfect!" Trevor was squirming and spreading his legs wider as Daddy continued finger fucking his wet hungry pig cunt, while he stared hypnotized at the erotic dirty verbal poz fuck taking place on the screen in front of his wide dilated eyes. "Hell yes, Daddy, it's fucking hotter than anything I ever saw. And that white guy is begging his black Master for his POZ cock! I can't believe how horny it's making me!" I began twisting his nipple nearest me as I leaned in and began running my tongue sensually along his jawline and up to his ear, causing him to moan and squirm even more. "Bet you wish that was you on that couch with him instead of the white pussy boi, huh? Bet you'd love feeling that hard fat black daddy meat slamming into your pig hole balls deep again and again, wouldn't you? Feeling his hard muscled daddy's body pressed down on your back while he pistons in and out in and out? Is that what you want you horny tina loving pig bottom?", I whispered in his ear, loud enough, of course, for Daddy to hear. Trevor shuddered and groaned low in his throat. "So fucking hot, so damn fucking hot", he panted, "but, but I don't want to get pozzed. I'd love to have him fucking me and cum in me, but, oh no, I can't take poz cum!" He whipped his eyes around to look at leather Daddy and in a voice unsteady and unsure said, "I'm sorry daddy. I can't take poz cum in my ass. Can I? Oh, Daddy!", he moaned with a hunger in his voice even as he spoke the words. Daddy pressed his lips against the full wet lips of the tweaked up fuckhole on the couch between us and slid his tongue into the accepting mouth. I heard them both moan as Daddy's thick tongue began exploring Trevor's mouth. As they started making out, Daddy pulled his fingers from the cum pig's loosened wet hole and held his head gently in both hands as their kissing intensified. As soon as Daddy's fingers slipped out of Trevor's sloppy cum hole I reached into the bag of crystal, pulled out a couple of medium sized shards and used 3 of my fingers to slide them into Trevor's burning hole. His legs immediately spread wider and he moaned and bucked against Daddy as they continued making out and my fingers worked more tina into his already overloaded system. He finally pulled away from Daddy's sexy lips, panting loudly and throwing his head back. "Oh fuck yeah bro! Yeah work this pig bottom's hole over with your fingers. Feels so fucking GOOD!! Gawd I never knew, I never knew it could feel so good! My holes belong to both of you. Use it, fuck it, breed it...just don' stop! Oh please!!" As soon as he stopped talking we all heard the neg white twink in the video yell out, "Oh fuck YES Daddy! Fuck your boi's hole! Give me that big black poz cock! It feels so good....please Daddy, don't stop! Knock me up with your raw poz cock!" Trevor, lost in the sensations in his ass and the uncontrolled lust burning in his brain rolled his head back and forth moaning, "Oh yes daddy. Don't stop. Fuck me with your cock daddy. Fuck me hard with your POZ cock!" "Fuck yeah!" me and Daddy both let out together. "Hearing you say that, boi, has your daddy and pig bro so fucking hot! I know you don't want to take a poz cock and cum in your ass, but it's so damn fucking sweet hearing you beg like that! How about if we have some fun with some hot dirty verbal roleplay? Let us fuck your sweet hot pig pussy and we'll just pretend we're both poz, and you start begging us for our poz cocks and poz cum in your ass! I promise you boi, you will get fucked like you can't imagine..and I bet you'll love it to. What do you think, boi?", Daddy finished up as he leaned down and bit hard onto Trevor's pointed hairy nip and I rammed my fingers hard inside his cum coated hole. "So hot," Trevor moaned, "so fucking hot!" He raised his head up from the back of the couch and with feverish eyes full of dark need he looked at us both. "I need to get fucked. I need to be bred. Please Daddy, please bro....fuck me...fuck me with your hot POZ cocks and fill me up with your dirty toxic cum!" Hot damn! The pig was almost there! It was just a matter of time now..time and tina.

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

We were all laying back together on the couch, taking a much needed breather and drinking water and Gatorade to stay hydrated. Trevor had greedily taken Daddy's ass-cum-and-piss-soaked cock into his mouth as soon as Daddy had pulled out after adding his chem piss to the two loads of POZ cum in the bottom's ass. Just like the tweaked out piggy boi he was there was no hesitation when I told him to clean Daddy's cock. He quickly spun around on his knees and started lapping at Daddy's thick wet dick like a dog lapping at his own nuts! Doing so had given me a perfect view of his sweaty hairy red boihole, the lips puffy from the back to back fucks he had just received from Daddy, and trickles of cum and piss pooling at the center of those lips. I bent forward, giving in to my own piggishness, burying my face between this young boi's sweet hole and began running my tongue around his leaking pucker, tasting the combined nectar there. His natural taste mixed with Daddy's cum and piss - with which I was very familiar - made it hard to stop. But I knew I needed to let the cum soaking inside him STAY inside him and do it's work. Now as we reclined on the couch touching each other's bodies and playing with nips and balls, Daddy turned the pig bottom's attention to the big screen TV which had been playing porn the entire time. The scene that was showing was of a young blond boi about Trevor's age with 2 hard bodied and hard dicked daddys one a hairy sexy white daddy with pierced nipples and the other a gorgeous smooth black Adonis with a dick that looked to be over 9 inches, thick and hard and wet with the young guy's spit. The ebony god's cock was withdrawn from the sucking mouth as white daddy fed the boy a couple of big hits from the pipe. "Ever had a black dick, pig", Daddy asked our boi as we watched the hot scene. "Once, it's been a couple years ago", Trevor answered as he himself took a hit as he was offered a newly packed pipe. "How was it?", I asked. "Did you like it? Was he as huge as that guy in the video?" Trevor exhaled a dick hardening perfect white cloud before answering. "I loved it bro! He wasn't AS big but almost and damn fat too! He fed me two thick loads of cum before he had to leave. Tried to connect with him a couple times after that but never could." Daddy turned Trevor's face to him and shotgunned the hit he had just taken into the pig's receptive mouth. I knew that even though we were taking a break Daddy was determined to keep the pig's high constant. As Daddy pulled back from the shotgun and looked into Trevor's dark pupils he said, "Bet a big black cock like that would feel real good in your boipussy now that you know how great getting fucked can be. Don't you think so?" Trevor blew out another cloud of smoke and coughed hard. "Damn Daddy! I don't think I could take anything that big! He's so fucking HUGE!!" Daddy pressed the point, planting the idea and desire in Trevor's tina controlled mind. "But I bet you'd try, wouldn't you? If a cock like that was here and offered to you, give you some more tina, and you'd be ready to feel that big beautiful black shaft opening you up. Am I right boi?" Daddy asked with a leering grin. Trevor shuddered in a combination of desire and fear. "Maybe", he finally half whispered. Then, "Oh damn it would feel incredible I bet!" Daddy chuckled as he ran a rough fingertip across Trevor's exposed hole, making him close his eyes and moan in pleasure. "No telling what will happen this weekend, boi. Your daddy and bro want to give you so much (he gave me a knowing smirk when he said this!), and explore all your darkest hottest fantasies. Some you may not have even admitted to yourself," he finished saying as he slid his thick finger into our pig's wet warm hole. "OOOOOOOOOO, daddy. That feels so good. MMMMM. Play with your boi's hole." "I will boi. Look at that kid on the screen. He is loving that big black cock in his mouth!" Trevor opened his eyes to watch and moaned again as Daddy slid a second finger inside him. "You see that tattoo on that black fuckers belly boi? Just above his pubic hair?" Trevor fixed his eyes on the screen again as we all took in the sight of the red scorpion standing out clearly against the black skin it was painted on. "Yes, daddy, I see it", he spoke softly and hesitantly. Daddy smiled at me over Trevor's head as I moved the bag of tina shards next to him. "Do you know what it means?" he asked as he withdrew his fingers from the pig's wet hole and dipped them into the bag of tina. "Oh, Daddy! Please! Don't stop! Please put them back in me!" "I am boi. Here", and he slid his tina coated fingers back into the hungry hole, causing a loud moan of delight to escape his lips. "Oh yeah, daddy. That's it. Thank you! It's burning a little bit though, but still feels so good". "That's probably because your hole's a little tender from getting fucked the first time. Let daddy use his fingers to massage it and it'll feel real good in a minute." Daddy is such an evil fucker!! My cock was throbbing so hard! "MMM. yes, daddy. It's feeling good. It's feeling real good." "Told you boi. Trust what daddy tells you. I'm here to make you feel good. Now you didn't answer me before. Do you know what that tattoo means?" Trevor looked from Daddy's face back to the screen where now the black stud was behind the white twink lining up his bare cock with the hairless hole. "Yes, Sir. It means he's pos...positive. HIV." Trevor breathed out the last word quietly but almost reverently. "Does that scare you boi? Does it turn you on? How's it make you feel?", as he continued fucking his fingers in and out of the horned up boi's hole. Before Trevor could answer we all watched as the black toxic dick began sliding into the twink's lubed up hole. The boi in the video arched his back and cried out, "Fuck YESS!! Fuck me with that black monster Daddy! Fuck your boi with your Big Black POZ cock! Oh gawd yes....do it!!" "OH Fuck!" Trevor blurted out. "That is so damn hot! Yeah do it daddy. Fuck your boi with your big black poz cock!" Daddy rammed three fingers all the way inside Trevor's hole at these words as we both leered at each other and Trevor moaned, watching the POZ sex on the screen and feeling daddy's fingers inside him. He was talking to the black daddy on the screen caught up in the moment but we both knew he was almost ready! And daddy and I were ready to start round two!!

Tempted to feel sorry for poor little Davis, but then again, he begged for it, didn't he?!?

Mr. Thomas and I were waiting in line at the Airport. Ever since I had burned my bridges with my family (whom I never saw again), it was as the my body had been infected with an infinite aphrodisiac. I couldn't stop thinking of cock. Underneath my shorts my own penis swelled at the thought of being pumped full of Mr. Thomas' cock. And my dick poked against the insides of my panties. I had been told to wear these the whole day which was no problem since they felt wonderful and made me feel very womanly and bitch like. My older lover and I were holding hands, I glanced up at him and blushed. He knew what that meant. After we got our tickets and were told which terminal to wait in, we quickly found a bathroom. Now this was at around 11 a.m. so the airport was bustling and the bathroom which had 5 urinals and 3 stalls was also a little busy with a few men in suits and a boy around my age. We didn't really care though, as we both shuffled into the handicap stall I was sure the young man saw us. After locking the door to the stall, I walked to the back wall with the railing. I undid my jeans and pulled down my panties and exposed my ass. I then parted my cheeks and as my rosebud waited hungrily for the giant cock of my man, I noticed the stall next to us had become occupied. Mr. Thomas pulled out his dick without even undoing his belt, he simply pulled it through the part in his boxers and through his fly. Without any lube or even a courtesy spit he pushed it into me. This was how I liked it. Too often a lot lube ruins the sensation of having a man's penis pushing through your anus. In one solid motion my asshole had guzzled down half his considerable length. I let out a high pitched groan and heard some fumbling from the stall next to us. Mr. Thomas then began pumping his dick into my hot now wet hole. It was as though, like a woman's sexual organ, when my asshole was horny it secreted it's own liquids to accept a man's sexual organ. I loved thinking of my asshole as a pussy. Even though I had by now forgone any attraction to a woman or her body, thinking of my self as one however, truly heightened my mood. So as I took my man's ferocious assault of my anus and rectum and pushed my butt against him as to say I was ready for his seed. He went faster and faster and deeper and we now making noticeable sounds from our grunts and from my asshole spasming and letting out queef like sounds. I thought I could hear someone say "Oh my fucking god" and a "What the hell" from guys in the bathroom. But not from the stall next to us. In fact now that I cared to look over but there was a 1 inch part in the walls of the stall between ours and the next over and I now saw the sure outline of an iPhone with a red light blinking at the top. We were being filmed. "i'm about ready, cunt" Mr. Thomas grunted, "Let's give this boy a show" Mr. Thomas obviously also noticed the boy filming us. "I'm going to plaster your face with my sperm baby" At once his ripped his penis out of my hole and as it exited me I felt a great and sad emptiness in my slutty hole. A bubbling and sexual sound echoed in the bathroom as my asshole said goodbye to it's true love. Instinctively I turned around and planted my self on my knees and open my mouth wide. He plopped his gooey and smelly 10 inch member upon my welcoming face. And pressed down on top of it with his strong hands. Feeling it spasm I stuck out my tongue which is immediately used as a cushion for his swollen cock head. Then it happens. A cups worth of semen drown my tongue and flooded my mouth. I swallowed all of it. "Everyone on Facebook is going to see this Ian" the boy outside the stall chuckled cock ooze sticking to my mouth as Mr. Thomas pulled it out of my mouth and tucked it into his pants. "Thanks kid, now this slut has no chance of turning back " He chuckled too. I wiped up my face with some toilet paper and as the paparazzi want to be left I saw through the gaps in the stall it was definitely Ron Gambsee. A classmate of mine. There really was no going back to my old life. I was then more scared than I had ever been before. But excitement and the spirit of adventure sprung up in me from a tiny point. We boarded the plane, my face sticky with dried sex. Three Weeks Later I still couldn't get over him saying that. He congratulated that kid for filming us have sex. The kid probably thought he was ruining my life and probably gets off from it. And my Mr. Thomas likes it?! Don't get me wrong I am glad it was filmed. But I was hoping Mr. Thomas would kick the kid's ass or something for disrespecting his boy. But I suppose that's just my romantic side wishing that. Since coming to San Fran I was given a few rules from Mr. Thomas: 1. I am never to masturbate. 2. He will never again touch my cock with his hands or jerk it for me. 3 The only way I am allowed to cum is from my ass or mouth being fucked or played with, and even then only when told I'm allowed to. The third rule was always hard. Not because it made it hard to cum, I always could. The problem is being able to not cum untill he says it's okay. We stayed in a decent hotel that had a pool. But nothing fancy. It wasn't far from the gay area of the city. Mr. J worked long hours typically 10 am to 8 pm or so. Every night when he would come home he'd fuck me, and then a few hours later I'd have to blow him as a goodnight kiss sort of thing. During his work hours, and partly because I couldn't masturbate and was always horny. I'd look at filthy gay and tranny porn and read erotic stories. I ate almost nothing but protein and veggies and sometimes rice. I was losing a lot of my former jock life's muscle and I was slimming down gradually. Mr. Johnson said he wants me to not be muscular but toned and skinny. So I started going to the gym a few times a week and ran mostly with a little bit of muscle toning and a little tanning. One night after I was done at the gym and impulsively got a mani and a pedi. I also got my nails painted just for fun. Violet. When he got home and saw how I looked he tore into me and pounded me harder than he had in a long time. As I was on my back, ass up in the air as he held my legs he pulled is dick out to look at my pussy. He sucked a bit on my toes and said " You like looking like a bitch huh, I'm glad" He rammed his mass back down my hole. "I've been waiting for you to start acting more yourself. How about I give you a thousand bucks and tomorrow you go to Sal's and get yourself some sissy girl clothes" I replied eagerly "Yes sir!" He started really going at me and when he made sure he was all the way into the hilt he let out a loud groan and bred me so deep. The next day I went to this Sal's place thinking how am I going to tell the attendant I need woman's clothing and lingerie sized to me? It's going to be so embarrassing! Even in san fran! As I walked in a shorter middle age man who was flamboyantly dressed greets me. " Hi I'm looking to buy some clothes...." I stuttered a bit as I spoke. "OH! You must be Isabe!, Ryan Thomas sent you yes!?" He said with a lisp. Well actually my name is Ian but yes Ryan Thomas is my umm, er...." I stalled, not knowing what he actually officially was to me and just realizing it now. "He is your bull, and you are his faggot, and I was told to call you Isabel. And to refuse service to you if you didn't admit to that name being your own." He declared, suddenly forceful. I gave in, my face red and a couple women shoppers now noticing. "I-I'm Isabel, and I need you to help me look like a slutty lady for my man" Sal giggled. Very good my dear. Come this way.... We walked into a backroom and suddenly a cloth went over my face and it smelled funny. I woke up a while later trapped in some kind of sling. I was totally naked and I could see myself in the mirrors that covered the walls of the small windowless room. It was dimly lit with lamps enough that I could see quite well but it seemed to be for mood as I also smelled sweet perfume and felt some lubricant like substance in my ass. My feet were raised over my head and wide apart. My arms were suspended outwards from my torso. My back and head were supported with a thin hammock like thing that was part of the rest of the system of smooth ropes. I panicked. I looked at the wall facing my exposed bottom. My asshole looked so slutty. I keep it tight with clenching excersies but it loosens up so easily when it needs to. Right now I found it was puckering up uncontrollably. "Oh good you're awake" Sal entered the room through a door that was behind me. "What's going on here, I thought you were a friend of Mr. Thomas'!" I yelped. "Easy now dear Isabel. This has been arranged by your "Mr. Thomas". He feels bad he isn't home for you very much but regrets to tell you that he has grown tired of you... Now as I realized I was totally fucked. I still quite couldn't get over my own hornyness, ever since I had seen my own ass in the reflection. But still It was terrifying to hear about Mr. Thomas' apparent deception, I didn't know at that time if I believed him, I mean it could just be an S and M bondage type thing Mr. Thomas had set up or maybe he didn't. My mind was perplexed. "Just w-what exactly have you "arranged"". "Hahaha well a sight is worth more than a few words" He snapped his fingers. Two large men walked in the room and walked over to me, one stood near my cocked back head and the other positioned himself close to my exposed boy hole. Through all the reflections in the mirrors I saw them whip out their dicks. Each of them had large throbbing members. The gentlemen by my head was white, in his 30's or 40's, had good physique and had a thick brown hair crowned cock that was at least 8 inches cut. The stud between my legs was black and i couldn't make out where his dick ended but I saw where it began and it's girth was bigger than a soda can, even bigger than Mr. Johnson's. All of the sudden cock was shoved into my mouth and I eagerly accepted it. There was an odor to it, and I could tell this man hadn't showered in a day likely. The smell was intense, and made my head dizzy. The cock head was large enough to stretch my throat after it got that far. I loved the feeling of a man's penis taking up my whole mouth and using it as a pussy. He began humping my face. I had sucked Mr. Johnson so much that my mouth as almost as much an expert as my ass at taking cock. Speaking of which all the while the black dude was fondling my ass cheeks. He began working his fingers into my hole. As he did he spit on my asshole. Which was now puckered up and ready to go. He chuckled; "This kids a total slut!, I'm going to ruin this hole so bad he won't be able to go a day without a cock in there!" And with that he started working his huge cock into my ass. It was so massive and wide. But it was hard to think about the pain as my throat was being tormented by a man's member as well. I could feel it pulsating in my mouth. The dick going into my ass slowly glid up my rectum until it was fully entrenched within me. It wasn't as long as I thought it would be but the girth made my ass lips cringe and then suckle upon the cock's mass. Now he started humping me, not gently at all. He just went full boar immediately. Now I was fulfilling one of my greatest fantasies! To be double fucked in my mouth and ass like a real faggot! I was loving this. There was no fear anymore, I would eagerly accept whatever trials awaited me in this new life, presumably without Mr. Johnson. Thick white smelly semen filled my mouth while the man still fucked it. My asshole was now completely orgasming around the black stud's cock. "This ass is incredible, I'm about to cum already!" He said and he flooded my ass with his sperm. I was bred from head to butt. Little did I know it was about to get far worse. (or better)

Nothing is hotter to watch than dad/son porn.

happened to me exactly that way when I got poz fucked many years ago.. now poz and proud and spreading the bug

Drugged and Forced to be a Male Prostitute (Part 3) “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. “We need to get you ready for the party tomorrow night. Your ass will bring a nice price with you being fresh meat.” Tyler came up stairs after giving the working boys their assignments for the night. They then took Kyle into one of the bedroom that they used as their party room. This room was well equipped with a couple slings and a fuck bench. Along one wall were a number of dildos of various shapes and sizes and an assortment of butt plugs. The opposite wall had ropes, chains and other restraints some of which Kyle had never seen before. There were a couple of flat panel TV’s hanging in two of the corner’s of the room playing bareback porn. They put Kyle in the sling and placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. He had a perfect view of the TV’s from where he lay. Rickey told him, “You’ll spend the rest of the night here watching porn. The hunger to be fucked will grow in side you all night until you beg to be fucked. Then you will be left here long after that point to think about your purpose here and how you will serve us.” Kyle was given a small slam. Kyle felt a hunger and a need to be fucked at any end. All he knew was that he needed cock in side him as he watches the porn on the screen. He noticed that the guys getting fucked in the porn looked familiar. Then he recognized them as Jim, Bob and David. Every hour either Rickey or Tyler came into the room and gave Kyle some G laced water to drink and a small slam to keep the hunger of being fucked within him. After almost 6 hours of mini-slams and G Kyle was begging to be fucked. When the roommates came in to give Kyle his next “dose” they knew he was almost theirs. They ignored him as he drank down the water and took his slam without protest. After the roommates left the teen Rickey commented, “It won’t be long until he is hooked on meth.” Tyler added, “Yeah, and raw cock and cum.” The roommate continued to give Kyle the same doses over the entire night and as daylight began to fill the apartment they entered the room to find a docile boy ready to submit. Kyle pleaded, “Please, I need to be fucked. I can’t take it any more. I need cock in me. I need to suck cock.” Rickey asked, “Kyle are you ready to go to work for us?” Kyle didn’t even hesitate, “Yes sir, I will work for you as long as I get fucked right now.” Tyler said, “Very well then.” Rickey pulled a very large dildo off the wall, “If you can take this down to the base we will let you out of the sling to rest up for tonight’s festivities.” The dildo was a horse cock dildo, 13” long and 8” around. “Please give it to me.” Rickey and Tyler began to apply generous amounts of Crisco to the dildo and Kyle’s ass. Tyler commented on how loose Kyle’s hole felt and that this might not be much of a challenge. The tip slipped in easily, but then they had some resistance as the dildo began to slide in side Kyle’s hole. Rickey and Tyler were experienced enough to manage this resistance and put a bottle of poppers beneath Kyle’s nose telling him to breath in deep. As the poppers took effect the resistance faded and before they knew it, half of it was in side the teen. Now they had the internal ring to negotiate. Again they gave Kyle the poppers as the dildo was turned and wiggled past the internal ring. It took some doing but it finally “popped” through and after a good 45 minutes of work the dildo was down to the base. The roommates fucked the teen with this dildo for a good 10 minutes insuring that his in sides were opening up. Rickey praised his new working boy, “Very good Kyle. Now you’re ready for a fist.” In his drugged up hazed he was a little perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘A fist? Why the hell would anyone want a fist put into their ass?’ Before he knew what was happening the dildo was quickly pulled from his hole. He felt so empty, still having a need to be filled. Tyler began to finger Kyle’s loose and sloppy hole. And before Kyle knew what was going on, he had Tyler’s fist inside his rectum. He felt full again, but he had no clue as to how full he’d get as Tyler began to work his fist deeper in side his hole. Kyle had no view to see what was going on until he realized that the activities were on the TV screen above them. He watched with disbelief as Tyler’s forearm sunk into him down to the elbow. Rickey let Kyle know, “We’ve always needed a special boy for some of our special clients. I think you will work out well.” Kyle leaned his head back and enjoyed the fisting he was getting. Then Tyler pulled his fist from Kyle’s hole and his restraints were untied from the chains. They took Kyle to an open space on the floor and attached his ankles and wrists together. His ankles were attached to the floor and his wrists were attached to a rope suspended from a beam over head. His arms were stretched up over his head. What Kyle didn’t know was that as Tyler fisted him he also administered a generous booty bump that would make his ass even more hungry for cock. Rickey then asked, “How badly do you want to be fucked?” “Please, I need to be fucked.” “What will you do to get cock in you boy?” “I’ll do any thing you want me to do, please fuck me!” “Gag him Ty.” Tyler placed a ball gag in Kyle’s mouth as Rickey pulled a paddle off the wall. He then began to smack Kyle in the ass over and over again as he hung there. “Remember boy, you said you would do anything, and this is what we need a boy who we can pimp out to out leather clientele.” Kyle took a good smacking for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn’t able to stand up as he was hanging by his wrists. After a few more minute of smacking his ass, they knew Kyle had had enough. They lowered him down and moved him over to the fuck bench where they each fucked another load into his well stretched ass. Tyler said, “Let’s go boy, we need to get you cleaned up and let you rest up before tonight’s events” as they led Kyle to the shower up stairs. It wasn’t a regular tub style shower. It looked more like the kind you’d find in a looker room with a couple shower heads along one wall. Rickey told Kyle to get on his knees and open his mouth. He then placed his soft dick in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought he was going to suck Rickey’s cock when Rickey told him, “Don’t think about sucking my cock. I am going to give you something to drink.” Rickey then began to piss into Kyle’s open mouth, “Do the best you can to swallow as much of my piss. It is an honor to get to drink a guy’s piss.” Kyle did his best, although some spilled out of his mouth, he drank most of it down. Then Tyler stepped up and placed his soft cock in Kyle’s mouth and gave him his piss. Kyle did better with Tyler’s piss then he did with Rickey’s. “Hey Rick, he’s a fast learner.” “He sure is. Now let’s get him cleaned up and fed so he can rest up for tonight.” They then had Kyle shower off and helped him with a shower shot to douche out his stretched out hole. They then gave escorted him down stairs and fed him. Kyle was still horny, but as least he as fed and cleaned up. They all sat down in the living room to watch some TV. As the T and G in Kyle system wore off he fell asleep and slept all afternoon. When he woke it was starting to get dark out. The working boy’s were back and they nudged Kyle to get up and ready for the guests. The 4 hustlers headed up stairs. They all stripped down and went into the play room where Rickey and Tyler were waiting. Each one was given a couple pills, one was am ecstasy and there were a couple Cialis to keep the boys rock hard and horny for the guests. Then each boy was given his slam to start the night off. Jim, Bob and David wondered off to different parts of the room to wait. After Kyle got his slam he was helped into the sling and given some extra Cialis. The roommates told the boys that Kyle was to be in the sling all night. Anyone one wanting to seed his ass had to pay extra since he was new to the crew. As the night went on Kyle took loads from all the gusts. He was fucked by old, fat trolls, young hotties, big dick black guys, harry Latinos. All in all he took at least a load from every customer there. It’s know known how many of the guys there were poz or neg all he knew was that he was getting what he wanted, cock and cum in his ass. In his drugged up haze Kyle knew he found his place as a male prostitute.