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Daz fed me some more water. I kept trying to pull the plug out of my hole. I needed a reel cock. I needed Dazs cock. Daz smiled and kept saying soon little man soon. In my euphoric state that wasn't cutting the mustard. Just when I felt I could not wait any longer there was a knock at door. Joe went to answer it and came back with two black guys. Daz greeted them and told the lads to get naked quick as I was trying to fuck myself silly. The lads needed no encouragment and we're soon naked and had there hard ebony cocks at each hole. Zak who was at my ass was a real shorties at about 5ft but what was between his legs was more than adequate. It looked about 8inches and as twice as thick as Joe's. Dino who was at my mouth was about 7in and was uncut. The first uncut cock I had ever seen and tasted. Zak grabbed hold of the butt plug. Gave it a quarter turn and pulled it straight out. Without stopping it was replaced by his thick branch . Whilst I had been stretched with all the fucking tonight. This was the thickest and it needed more than a gentle push to get in deep. I went to scream out but Dino was waiting and as soon as I opened my mouth he buried his cock deep down my throat. They then both stopped. I thought it was to let me get used to their cocks but when I looked up it was so they could each slam. Daz had prepared points for them and they soon had the needles in and registering. They looked at each other and in unison they depressed the plungers and released the ties. They both coughed a few times and as they started to ride their rush they then started fucking me. This was the same as the others. This was no gentle fuck. It was animalistic. Both boys showed no compassion they were using Paul's holes for their enjoyment and Paul's needs did not matter. However what Paul needed he was getting. His ass was being stretched further than any time before and it felt great. The cock in his mouth was oozing loads of precum and tasted real sweet. The boys kept the same positions for 20 minutes and they did not let up. It was Zak that said it's about time you both changed places. I was just comprehending what he had said when the boys had stopped , changed places and we're ready to go. Dino pushed his cock in my well used hole and he was long fucking me. In and fully out before plunging back in. The cock at my mouth was a different matter . I had to really stretch my mouth to get Dazs cock down my throat. At first I kept choking on it but after a while I managed to breath as he withdrew so that I was not choking. Again both boys fucked me for at least another 20 minutes when Dino looked Zak straight in the eye and without saying a word they both sped up. I could feel both cocks start to swell at once and with two more deep thrusts my holes were both flooded at once. The boys looked at each other , withdrew, got dressed and left. I was still laying on my back but I still wanted more cock. Daz told Joe to give me more water. He said that it would be a while before any one else came. He said that watching the boys fuck me had made him horny and Joe said me too. I then saw Daz whisper something to Joe. I could not hear what it was but Joe smiled and nodded. Daz asked if I was ok and I said I was fine. He asked if I was still flying and I said I was. He said not high enough for what we have in mind. He climbed of the bed and left the room. Joe following him. I was laying on the bed playing with my soppy hole. It was dripping with all the hot loads . I dipped my fingers as deep as I could get them. Pulled them out and brought the pink tinged ghoo to my lips. I licked my fingers one by one. It tasted to me like the food of the Gods. Joe and Daz returned . Daz was carrying a point. He asked if I was ready to play. I said yes. He quickly tied of my arm and I could see that this was going to be another strong one. I could see blood already in the needle but I did not care. Daz got the register and pressed the needle. He released the tie and I was coughing and flying before I knew it. The rushes seemed to get better each time or was it that they just kept taking me to another level each time. Daz then laid down on the bed beside me. He smiled and said what are you waiting for. Jump on. I did not need telling twice. I straddled Daz . Placed his meter long rod at my hole and slid right down to the hilt. I moaned out loud it felt good. I then felt Daz pull me down to his chest and he began to kiss and cuddle me. This was new but I readily opened up to the tongue pushing in and dancing around my mouth. As Daz was doing this I felt Joe get on the bed behind me. I felt his fingers around my hole and Zacks cock. I then could feel Joe edging forward. Zak was holding me in a deep kiss when I felt Joe applying pressure and I could feel my ass being stretched. They were going to double dick me. With my drugged brain I could think of nothing I wanted more and I pushed out to open myself more. That was all that was needed. I felt Joe's cock push slowly along the side of Dazs. I was taking two massive cocks and all I could do was moan with pleasure. Yes it hurt but it was a nice hurt and I wanted more. Once Joe was all the way in they both stopped. Daz then started to pull out. I could feel his cock and peircing being dragged along my walls. It was tearing me up. He then stopped and started to push back in. At the same time Joe started to pull out. They went slow at first but soon had a steady rythm going and fucked my hole in unison. Daz commented that thanks to Mrs T he was able to fuck like this for ages and that is what they did. At some point they changed positions with Joe on the bottom and they started their rythmatic fucking again. After about half hour Daz said he was about ready to shoot and he started to really pound my hole as Joe rained buried to the hilt. With 3 or 4 long hard thrusts Daz made another deposit deep inside my bowels. The feeling of Dazs hot seed was all it took to send Joe over the top and I could feel him flood my hole as well. . Daz pulled out ant told me to hold still. He went and got his rucksack from the other room. He pulled out another but plug. It was twice the size of the one I had been using. Joe pulled his cock out and before I could loose any of their toxic seed he placed the plug at my hole. He told me to look him straight in the eye. He asked me if I had enjoyed myself. He saw the look of disappointment as I thought it was over. He just smiled. He said don't worry it's not over yet and without warning he rammed the butt plug right up my ass. I let out a massive scream which was soon muffled as Daz pushed my face into the pillow. Daz then turned to Joe and said when the next guy gets here he will really open his hole. My eyes went wide and Daz could see the want buried deep within them

Every thrust has me wondering if today would be the day, if today he’d flood me and knock me up. I know that I don’t want it, that I keep telling him to be safe, to be careful but my boyfriend doesn’t listen. He loves to fuck me, to show me that I’m his in the most primal way and once he gets me going, my body tight and needy he knows I won’t stop him no matter what he does. It’s not every day, it’s not even regular or anything I can plan it’s just that some days he decides that he’s going to fuck me bare. Though that last part he does more often than not, fucking into me without any protection or barriers between us as he calls me his cumslut while he drives me to orgasm after orgasm. He knows how risky it is, how I can’t take Truvada and how him being in me bare is such a risk. He knows but he doesn’t care, because he likes to claim me, to mark me as his, to flood my insides with his cum and tell me that I’m his, his and no one elses. His biohazard tattoo placed on his pec demonstrates his pride in being poz. Its placement is deliberate, it shows under tank tops and when he is shirtless at the gym, riding his bike or on runs. The good thing is that he doesn’t always cum inside, in fact more often than not he’ll pull out to splatter his cum on my back or my stomach or my face. I love that feeling, the hot sticky streaks of it all over me, marking me and showing that I’m his. The cum inside of me marks me even more, the fact that he doesn’t plan it, that he simply decides it in that last heartbeat before he explodes makes that risk so much more intense. Every time, every thrust inside could be the one before he floods me with his toxic cum and no matter how many times I remind him of the risk, how many times I warn him that he’ll poz me he does it anyways. I can’t say that I really hate it, I love that feeling, the way he swells and twitches inside of me as he fills me. I love how he gasps and groans and his hands tighten on my body slamming deep and holding me still while he floods me. It’s probably the most intense feeling in the world, that moment before he cums where I’m wondering if he’ll pull out and be safe or if he’ll flood me and risk our futures for the chance to mark me, to feel me clench and flutter around him as he pours himself into me. I don’t hate it but I definitely don’t want to get poz yet, I have to finish school and then get a job and begin our lives together. I want his cum loads and he knows that, but he also knows the risks, the way him knocking me up would endanger the easy future we want but he doesn’t care. I can always feel him behind me, can see it in his eyes that lust to flood me that he doesn’t care about all of that, that all that matters is me and him and that moment where he shoots his load into me. He doesn’t follow any schedule, doesn’t warn me before he cums, he simply fucks me into oblivion and then fills me and I can’t help but love it. I know that sooner or later I’ll be where I am now, his cock in me, twitching and swelling and his hands manhandling my pecs and nipples before he cums deeply inside. It’ll be that day where his cum finds my ripe hole waiting with an easy infection point and suddenly I’ll be full of his babies. He doesn’t ask, I don’t think he even cares about that moment all that much all he cares about is marking me as his. The way he’ll ignore my protests and cum deeply into me as he tells me that he knows how much I want this only serve to make it hotter. He knows how much this turns me on, how much I want to risk it but also how much I don’t want to be HIV positive yet. I tell him that I don’t want it and he’ll push into me bare and tell me that I might say that but my body tells him what I really need. It won’t be long before I’m pushing back and moaning out how good his toxic poz cock feels, bare inside of me as he fucks me. I still warn him, still beg him not to cum in me but he always tells me to hush, to just enjoy him giving me what I need as he slides through my folds and presses against my ass lips. He drives me to this feeling, that height of both ecstasy and fear in that moment before he’ll stiffen. I can feel it now, his cock driving into me as he waits to make his choice, as he thrusts deep again and again and draws my voice out of me in moans and squeals and gasps. In a moment I’ll know which one he chooses, our futures or a gamble for him to mark me as his, to show himself and everyone else that I’m no one elses as his cum leaks out of me and runs down my legs. I should stop him, make him be safe but I simply can’t bring myself to make him change, to stop him from taking me and marking me as his, his unmedicated cum on me, in me, flooding me again and again. Sooner or later his risk, his willingness to risk my future will affect us but maybe not this time, maybe we’ll be lucky again. Or maybe I'll earn my biohazard tattoo this time.

Prologue PrEP has been universally acknowledged as a success in preventing the spread of HIV in the western world. New cases of infection are rarely being seen in developed countries. PrEP soon becomes available in developing countries with an end cause of eradicating HIV. Those living with HIV are living longer and stigma is less of an issue. Science marvels at it's achievement. Earth's population continues to increase and resources are finite. However the gay community is sceptical of this "cure", people are starting to disappear without a trace and no investigations are being undertaken... 2021 He stalks his prey like a lion. Standing in the shadows of the alley he can see the twinks delicate features. Blond, slender, a package that is barely contained in his skintight jeans looks ridiculous when attached to his frame, his rump perfectly curved and inviting. Another hunt is happening at the same time, the twink knows a musclebound stud is fucking him with his eyes. Through peripheral vision he knows the stud is what he needs. The twink bends down to tie his shoe laces, a perfect excuse to reveal the inch crack between his jeans and t-shirt. The glimmer of the peach fuzz twink butt is enough to let the stud know that the twink is up for it. He doesn't know what he's getting into... Harrison walks to his apartment slow enough that the twinky no name can follow him without issue and wonders whether this Hansel thought of leaving a trail of breadcrumbs... not that it would do him any good. Harrison had done this all before. For the good of the cause. He was one of the chosen, a breeder, a reaper, his weapon his cock, his cum it's bullets. His recruitment like all reapers wasn't planned but once the calling had come he knew he had to do his part. The recruitment came naturally... bottom turns to top, twink turns to muscle, prey becomes hunter and another death dealer rises from the ashes. All this passed through Harrison's head as his kitty behind him continued to follow this ball of yarn. At the door Harrison turned to the twink, "I don't wear rubbers, I don't pull out, I am in charge, these are the rules, if you don't like it fuck off and stop wasting my time". "I agree" "My name is..." responded the doe eyed twink only to be interrupted by the lion, "I don't give a fuck what your name is, get in". The twink was shocked but the tone of the stud made his cock twitch so he followed the stranger into the apartment. A light switch is flicked and a bed comes into focus for the twink. On the bed is a latex sheet, the wooden headboard has notches carved into it. The twink can see groupings of 4 lines with 1 long line through the centre covering the entire headboard. "Can I have a drink please sir?" said the twink in a docile pleading manner. Harrison grabbed the slut by the bleached hair and dragged him into the bathroom. The twink is thrown into the shower. "Sure" says Harrison as he unzips his jeans and hauls out his 6inch soft weapon. Golden nectar pours all over the startled twinky slut. It wasn't what he was expecting but he likes being used and marked like a piece of property. He gobbles up the liquid for the first time in his sex life and grimaces but continues to try to impress the stud not knowing the stud feels nothing but contempt for this play thing. The flow subsides. "Have a shower, clean your cunt and I'll be waiting on the alter" says Harrison, "Alter?" confused twink, "Now! Faggot!" screams the stud. The twink is having the time of his life, he's always dreamed about this scenario but all the dom tops he's talked to on Grindr all talk a good game but when push comes to shove become gentlemen. He hurriedly cleans everywhere and dries himself. He opens the bathroom door and finds the stud laying on the latex sheets, his cock now 9 inches and a wrist thickness. It frightens him, he doesn't know if he can handle it... but he will try. (What do people think so far? Should I continue? The basic idea is the thought of the virus turning most to ash moments after you take the toxic load or you survive and have a natural immunity. Those who have the immunity are then mentored into the way of thinking of culling the population with their deadly weapons due to over population. The virus literally turns those they fuck into ashes that they then flush down the toilet. They then burn the clothes/wallets etc of their fucks and flush the ashes too... it's quite morbid but yeah. The other thing would be Harrison fucking someone whose immune and recruiting them to the reapers)

Part 4 - The Pool Saturday was blue sky and very warm, weather forecasters had been saying all week to expect a Spanish Plume. This would push temperatures in to the low 30's, if that happened it would make London uncomfortable with the heat and humidity followed by the storms. Jake checked his phone it was only 10am but it was already 26c and rising. His phone rang almost causing Jake to drop it as it startled him, Bill's number flashed up on the screen. "Hey Billy, how's you?" "Good Jake, listen a few of us are going to the lido if you want to join us." "Oh sorry Billy, I am off a party later at a friends." "Nice one, shame you can't join us but have fun." "you to, see ya." Billy hung up and immediately dialled another number and waited for his call to be answered. "Billy, what news?" "It's all set." "Thank you, good bye." Marco hung up and walked to the study where Fabian sat, he looked up as Marco approached. "Hello Marco." "Sir, everything is going to plan." "Excellent, invite him over now." Marco dialled another number. Jake was surprised as his phone began ranging again but this time there was no caller id, tentatively he clicked on the answer button. "Hello." "Mr Jake this is Marco, Mr Fabian's butler." "Oh, Hi Marco, how are you?" "Thank you Mr Jake I am very well and I trust you are keeping well?" "Apart from being as hot as hell I'm good." "Mr Fabian asks if you wish to come to the house now and sit by the pool." "Yes I will Marco, thank you." "I shall expect you at 10.30 Mr Jake." Marco hung up, Jake could have sworn he heard him chuckle after he said 'Hot as hell'. He grabbed sunglasses, factor 20 and his trunks then headed off to Fabian's. The gate opened and as he approached the door it opened as if by magic, standing there was Marco wearing sunglasses and a very tight pair of speedos that accentuated his bulge. Jake struggled to keep his cock under control, he could smell coconut wafting from Marco's body which was driving him wild. "Hello Mr Jake, please follow me to the pool." as Marco turned to lead the way. This time Jake caught the full tattoo on his lower back, it immediately occurred to Jake that it was exactly the same as Fabian's except for the location. Fabian was swimming in the pool as they arrived. "Come on in, it is refreshing, Marco help Jake change." Jake felt the hot breath of Marco as he stood behind him and lifted his shirt up over his head and place it on the lounger chair. Jake went to undo his shorts but Marco's hands pushed his away gently, thinking this is going to be embarrassing as he felt his cock twitching and hardening. Marco slipped his hands inside the shorts and undid the button and zip, his hand gently brushed over his now evident hardening bulge. Jake didn't mean to but his body pushed back against Marco, he felt his lips kiss the nape on his neck, his nerve endings tingling throughout his body. Before he realised both his shorts and underwear where down by his ankles, his cock standing to attention. He heard Fabian laughing from the pool "Someone's horny, come on in Jake.", he looked around for his trunks but Marco had taken them up to the Orangery. "Jake don't be silly it is only us at the moment and I did say you could go naked, Did Marco excite you?". Jake nodded shyly hands making best effort to cover his unyielding erection. Jake noticed straight away that Fabian was indeed naked so he began to relax and walked down the slope in deeper in to the water. Jake stopped and closed his eyes letting the cool water lap around his torso. He dived and swam under water came up for air a meter or so away from Fabian. "Better now?" he asked him, "Oh god yes.", Fabian moved towards him and planted a kiss full on his lips, he lingered for longer than usual waiting for the desired effect. He didn't have to wait long as Jake put his arm around his neck and kissed him back. They broke off and swam around in the pool for a while, Marco appeared in the water with a tray of drinks "Mojitos gentlemen.". They took the drinks and sat on the underwater stalls by the waterfall enjoying the sun. Marco swam a couple of lengths as Jake watched admiring his body undulating in the water before he swam over and joined them. "Marco, you really must stop showing off in front of Jake, you make him uncomfortable.", Jake blushed like a bride and tried to make him self small but Marco pulled up behind Jake and kissed him on the neck, for the second time Jake tingled all through his body and touched Marco's arm. Before he knew it Marco was exiting the pool telling Fabian he must help chef finish preparing the food. Fabian put his arm around Jake "Come on, lets get some sun before people arrive.". Jake was in heaven, he had never been treated so kindly or affectionately like this before. He laid on the sunbed and blissfully closed his eyes and was asleep within minutes. He woke to the sound of voices as two guests had arrived and realising he was naked he jumped in to the pool. The two men approached wearing nothing but baseball hats and sunglasses. One of the men had the same tattoo as Fabian and in the same place. As Jake looked up a quizzical look crossed his face. He heard a splash and Fabian swam up behind Jake, "Jake, this is Spencer and Jean-Paul.". They both said hello and Jake replied the courtesy but looked more intensely at Spencer. "Jake... I know you from somewhere don't I?" "Yes, you passed me on the embankment Thursday afternoon." "Oh that's right, we did the double take after we passed each other, your even cuter naked." Jake blushed and began to feel a little uneasy at such a strange occurrence. Fabian wrapped his arms around Jake's shoulder and neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He then looked over at Spencer and gave him a wink, it wasn't pure chance they passed each other but rather a well choreographed sequence. Making sure the cigar smoke wafted in to his path and make eye contact, all to keep Jake focused on Fabian. The two of them turned and headed to the Orangery, Jake noticed that Jean-Paul had the same tattoo but on his lower back. Curiosity was running through Jake's head. "Fabian, how come they all have the same tattoo either on the front or back?" "They all like the design and we are all a kind of family, enough questions sexy." Fabian turned Jake around and looked him in the eye whilst gently caressing the side of his face. Jake was calm and collect and moved his arm around Fabian's body as their faced moved towards each other. Tenderly kissing his cheek Fabian moved his kissing closer to Jake's mouth, his heart was pounding as Fabian's lips touched his and began kissing his mouth. With each kiss their lips parted further and further until Jake felt Fabian's tongue slip in to his mouth. His eyes closed as he enjoyed the warmth of the kiss, the brushing of Fabian's beard against his face increased the sexual desire building in his body. The electricity between them held them locked in their kiss for what seemed an eternity. Fabian released the kiss, hugging Jake closer before releasing him and planting one more kiss "You are so sexy Jake.". Fabian disappeared under the water and swam to the shallow end where he exited the pool. Marco appeared with Jake's trunks "Would you like to be decent." he said holding them up in the air swinging them around on his finger. Jake splashed water at Marco who laughed. He reached in and pulled Jake out of the pool and slapped his arse before kissing his neck "Naughty boy.". They both headed back to the Orangery holding hands. To say Jake was in heaven was an understatement, he kept looking at Marco's defined arm leading his hand that clasped his own. For a moment Jake felt as though the world had stopped as he enjoyed the closeness.

Part 65 - Giving Great Customer Service “Aaron, I need to talk with you” the manager said as he walked in the back door of the car rental office. “Sure, boss. Is anything wrong?” Aaron replied as he followed the manager into the office. “There will be if I don’t show up on time for my wife’s birthday dinner. I’m leaving you in charge tonight. There are only a few reservations so there shouldn’t be any problems. Harry is running the bus and Jack is the porter. Think you can handle it?” the manager said, visibly anxious. “Yeah, no problem. Don’t worry about us and have a good time with your wife” Aaron said with a grin. The manager rolled his eyes and passed a slip of paper to Aaron. “This is my passcode if you need to override anything. Don’t abuse it, okay?” Aaron took it and slid it in his pocket and pulled a condom back out. “Here, boss. In case you get lucky” Aaron said as he put the packet on the boss’s desk and smiled. The boss looked back at him with surprise but then slowly took the condom packet and put it in his own pants pocket. As Aaron walked out of the office he said “I have lube too, if you need it.” He worked part of his shift until the manager came up and said “OK, I’m taking off now. If there are any emergencies, call me but it better be serious.” “Don’t worry, boss. By the way, when are they coming to fix the air conditioning?” Aaron asked. “Tomorrow sometime, I hope. See you then” the manager said as he walked out the door. Aaron double checked the reservations and there were still only three. One in a half hour and two in three hours. He went over and clicked the fan up one notch hoping a little breeze would help the sweltering heat inside the small building. The porter was in the hut at the gate with its own AC unit and Harry was in the bus which was nice and cool, but the main building was hot so he rolled his sleeves up his forearm half way. The bottom of his biohazard tattoo showed, but he would roll them back down as soon as a customer arrived. He read through messages on his phone, something he normally couldn’t do with the boss around. The radio crackled and Harry reported he was on his way back to the office with one passenger. He changed the fan to point towards the customers and took his place behind the desk just as the customer walked in the door. “Good evening sir. Welcome to A1 Car Rental. My name is Aaron. How can I help you tonight?” Aaron said like the thousands of times he had said it before. “I have a reservation for Cramer” the guy said as he handed over his drivers license and credit card. Aaron found the reservation and he was typing all the info in. He could sense the guy looking at him but that was pretty normal. While he had toned the hair down the past few months after several comments from Nick, the piercings and tattoos (which were visible through his thin white dress shirt) always seemed to get people to stare at him. He liked the attention even if sometimes the looks told him they were not a fan. He handed the license and credit card back to the customer saying “Mr. Cramer, let me print out the paperwork and we’ll get you on your way.” Rather than taking his credit card and license, the customer reached up and pushed Aaron’s sleeve up a few inches. “Ah, that’s what I thought it was. Very nice. I hope you earned it and its not just a decoration” Mr. Cramer said. Aaron blushed and pulled his arm back a few inches. “Thank you and yes, I earned it” Aaron said. He completed the rest of the rental paperwork and Aaron grabbed the keys off the rack. “You have a white Toyota in parking space B5. Just show the paperwork and your license to the porter and he will let you out of the gate” Aaron said. “I need to use the restroom first” Mr. Cramer said, winking at Aaron. “Down the hall to your right” Aaron replied. He watched the guy look back at him several times and he walked out from behind the desk and saw him standing at the bathroom door, looking back and waiting. Aaron had had numerous customers hit on him since he started the job but no one had ever been this obvious to get him into the restroom. He looked at his watch, grabbed the radio and asked Harry where he was and got “Waiting at Terminal 1” back. He knew from there, it would be at least 20 minutes before Harry would be back. Grabbing the radio, he walked down the hall and saw Mr. Cramer walk inside. Aaron slowly opened the door and saw him standing at the urinal. As the door clicked shut, Aaron locked the door, set the radio down on the sink and waited for Mr. Cramer to make the first move. He hadn’t had sex in there since the time with Mark. Mr. Cramer wasn’t nearly as good looking as Mark, but he seemed to want to play with the fire that was Aaron’s cum and that was one of the differences in the meetings. Mr. Cramer was a tall, medium built guy in his 30’s. His dark hair was thinning and there was a wedding ring on his left hand. “Uh, can we do this quick?” Mr. Cramer asked. “Do what?” Aaron replied, a knowing grin on his face. “You know, a quick fuck” was the response. “Are you neg?” Aaron asked as he moved closer. “Uh, yeah. I think so” Mr. Cramer replied. “I’m not and I only do it bare. Is that a problem?” Aaron asked coyly. “Hell no, that's what I’m looking for” said Mr. Cramer. “What’s your wife going to say?” asked Aaron. “Husband, actually, and he wants it too” Mr. Cramer said. “Well, then. Lets see if we can help you out. Get those pants off and get over here on your knees” Aaron said, surprising himself at his commanding voice. Mr. Cramer kicked his loafers off and dropped his pants and underwear into a pile on the floor. He was on his knees and reaching for Aaron’s belt in seconds and had fished his hardening cock out in a few more. He frantically started sucking Aaron’s cock and Aaron just stood there and let him go at it. It turned out to be a very good blowjob, which surprised Aaron. In only a few minutes, he was rock hard and ready to find out if he took cock as good as he sucked it. He pulled his cock out of Mr. Cramer’s mouth and helped him to his feet. Pushing him over towards the sink, he remembered Mark doing the same to him months earlier and giving him his first poz load. Mr. Cramer took the hint and braced himself on the sink. Aaron kicked his feet wider and kneeled down. He pried his ass apart and spit on the hole. “That’s all the lube you get. A rough fuck helps get you knocked up” Aaron said as he stood up. He jabbed a finger in, digging his fingernail into the tender chute. He did it a gain, with two fingers and then with three. Each time Mr. Cramer yelled out “Fuck!” Aaron ignored the expletives and the obvious pain Mr. Cramer was in and stabbed his fingers in a few more times. Aaron stood and rubbed his dripping cock head around his hole and said “Last chance to change your mind.” “Do it. Charge me up” Mr. Cramer said. Aaron rammed his cock inside and immediately felt Mr. Cramer’s body go limp. “Oh my fucking god!” screamed Mr. Cramer as his body started to regain its strength. Aaron waited a few more seconds and started to drive his cock in and out of the freshly tortured hole. He used long strokes and would grind his hips as he pushed in. He reached his arm around, leaving his forearm in front of Mr. Cramer’s mouth. “Kiss it. Kiss the symbol of what you want so bad” Aaron whispered in his ear. The pounding continued on Mr. Cramer’s cunt and the sounds of slapping skin echoed in the bathroom. It went on and on and Mr. Cramer couldn’t believe that Aaron was fucking him for this long. He hoped they wouldn’t get caught. Aaron was grunting as he started to get close to shooting his poison into his willing victim. Suddenly he felt the hole start to spasm around his cock and Mr. Cramer let out a loud moan. Spurt after spurt of cum shot out on to the floor from Mr. Cramer’s cock. The orgasm forced Aaron’s own and he gripped Mr. Cramer’s body with both arms as his hips rolled a few more times before his cock began to pump its deadly semen into another victim. Aaron thrust in a few last times and then slowly pulled his cock out of the ravaged pussy. The cum covering his cock was a hue of pink and he knew Mr. Cramer would be feeling this fuck for a few days. Aaron turned Mr. Cramer around and pushed him to his knees. “Clean it” he commanded. Mr. Cramer methodically licked up the shaft from the base along the bottom of Aaron’s cock then curling his tongue around the sides and lastly opened wide and deep throated his cock. His lips were tight around the rod and slowly Mr. Cramer pulled back, sucking any remaining cum off the cock. Mr. Cramer looked up at Aaron with a smile and Aaron tucked his cock back into his pants. “I hope you’ll give us good ratings on the survey” Aaron said as he grabbed the radio, unlocked the door and walked back to the front desk. He keyed the radio and said “Jack, we have a code 19. White Toyota.” “10-4 good buddy” replied Jack with a chuckle. A minute later, Mr. Cramer came out of the restroom and grabbed his suitcase and went out the side door to the parking lot. Aaron walked over and watched as he found the car, put the luggage inside and headed for the front gate. Mr. Cramer stopped at the hut and Jack walked up to the car, taking his license and paperwork. Mr. Cramer looked back at Jack and saw a tall skinny black guy. He had close cropped hair, a big smile, a little goatee on his chin and his fingers seemed to match the rest of his body - long and thin. He moved with grace and purpose, completely at ease with himself. Jack looked over the documents and then walked around the car. “Mr. Cramer. We have an issue. Can you come take a look at this?” Jack yelled out. Mr. Cramer put the car in park and got out of the car. He walked around the back and over to the passenger side of the car. He saw Jack pointing at something but couldn’t tell what. “What?” Mr. Cramer asked. He got closer and suddenly Jack pushed him against the car, facing the hut. His hands were quickly placed on the roof of the car, spread out like he was going to be frisked. Jack’s body was firmly against his back, holding him in place. “I hear you’re looking for gifts. We like to make sure we satisfy all our customer’s needs” Jack whispered in his ear while reaching around and unbuttoning Mr. Cramer’s pants. “I love sloppy seconds too. Aaron and I give different experiences. He’s short and thick and I’m long and thin. Can you take 12 inches?” “Uh… I.. What? Uh… I don’t know” Mr. Cramer stammered out. He looked around and the area was deserted. The parking lot lights on this side of the car were out so he stood in the shadows. His pants were pulled down exposing his butt and there was a sizable pinkish wet spot on his white underwear. Jack pushed his hard cock between the two mounds and after a few pokes found the source of the oozing cum. Jack started to push and with the aid of the large cum load and the recently fucked hole, just slid his 12 inches of manmeat into Mr. Cramer’s wrecked hole. He got most of the way in and hit the second ring and with a hard shove, drove his cock all the way in. Mr. Cramer screamed out but only the birds and squirrels could hear him. Jack’s chest was against Mr. Cramer’s back and he could feel the bottom breathing heavy from the invasion. “Damn good there Mr. C. It usually takes a three or four tries to bottom out in most of our special customers” he said. His hips started rocking and the short strokes gave way to longer ones. Mr. Cramer pushed his ass back and Jack really began his fuck. With his hands on top of Mr. Cramer’s, holding him to the car, his body started pistoning almost the entire length of his cock. Mr. Cramer was whimpering from the cock ramming in deep and then pulling almost out. He had never experienced that much cock pumping in and out of him. Not one of the thrusts of cock was gentle. He felt Jack bounce off his ass as he bottomed out and then pulled back. His ass was under assault and he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. “Please… Breed me!” Mr. Cramer yelled out. Jack didn’t need to be told again. He jack rabbited the businessman’s ass, plowing in and out of the inner ring until his body started to shake and he shoved in, pinning Mr. Cramer to the side of the car. Waves of viral semen pumped into the helpless bottom. Jack gave a few final thrusts after the last cum shot and stood there with their torsos fully connected for a minute. Both were breathing heavy and as they returned to normal, Jack pulled his still stiff cock out of the puffy hole. Jack pulled a paper towel from his pocket and wiped his cock off and zipped up. Mr. Cramer stood there a few more moments and then pulled his pants up. His legs were wobbly, but he made it back around the car and plopped down in the driver’s seat. Jack closed the door and handed the papers and license back. “Thank you for renting with A1. We will see you back in a few days.” Jack said as he reached into the hut and pushed the button to open the gate. Mr. Cramer was still shaking as he drove through and out on to the road.

Part 27 Once a month “Master Nick’s” held a college night party at the warehouse. The average college student couldn’t afford to buy a membership and attend the usual parties on a regular basis, but on college night, all a guy had to do was show a current college ID and they were admitted to the party on a heavily discounted one time guest pass. The parties became an instant success, particularly with the local fraternities. The frat boys looked at the party as a bonding opportunity as they used some faggots for sexual relief. With the universities cracking down on sexual harassment, date rape and hazing activities on campus, the college night parties at Master Nick’s filled a void. In fact, they were so popular that the number of regular club members allowed to attend had to be strictly limited. The few full members allowed to attend were those that had a particular talent for identifying new talent. The real reason for these parties had nothing to do with trying to be benevolent to poor college students. It was really like a football scouting camp or a casting call by a movie crew. It was these events that became a prime way for Nick and crew to find new talent. Some of the talent were happy to join the ranks of the club's party bottoms others needed some “convincing”. Nick thought the timing of Rob’s conversion to a bottom couldn’t have peaked at a better time. The college guys typically loved to use well-built guys that were slightly older than themselves. Fucking the 32 year old muscular 6’2” Rob would be a real power trip for many of them. It was those aggressive “Tops” that made the best targets to convert to new bottoms. It was also easy to pick out the natural bottoms from the way they were watching the activity. It was common to have some side action going on away from the main fucking stations; thus the necessity of extra cameras throughout the venue. After these parties, it took significant time for the staff to sort through all the footage, match faces to college ID’s and gather information on new recruits. However, the operation had honed the process so it worked like a well-oiled machine. The club members were always looking for fresh meat to use and the college night parties were a significant source to provide members what they wanted. After the way Rob had begged for Nick to fuck him earlier in the afternoon, it was almost certain that Rob would bring out some stellar performances from the college boys tonight. The college night party format was a little different. Unlike other parties where the guests could locate and use a bottom pretty much as soon as they arrived; in the college night parties the bottoms weren’t brought out until after all the guests arrived. The guests had plenty of time to drink beer prior to any sexual activity. Of course the only beer available was the XG beer that Nick had used to trap Rob and others before him. By the time the bottoms were brought out for the party, every single college boy guest was drunk, hard and flying on XTC. The arrival of the bottoms at that point was the trigger to release the sexual floodgate so to speak. Rob could hear the party as he was brought to an adjacent room with 5 other bottoms. Each was dressed in a pair of skin tight white briefs. A couple of staff members fastened leather slave collars to the bottoms and attached a leash. The bottoms were slammed and given a booty bump before being led out to the party and to the stage in the middle of the room. As Rob and the other bottoms reached the top of the stage, a voice boomed from the intercom system. “Boys – here are your slaves for the evening!” “There is no need to be gentle!” The crowd went wild as the staff paraded the bottoms around the stage by their leashes. The bottom slaves were all brought to the center and one by one their tighty whities were ripped off their bodies. Rob was last in line and when his briefs were removed, his hard 8” cock stood straight out. “Look at the faggot on the end,’ someone shouted from the crowd. “He’s hard as a rock, the faggot loves this!” Rob couldn’t deny it anymore, he was a cum dump. His world now revolved around being tweaked and used. When Rob was stripped and bent over at the waist, his ass hole winked at the crowd. Each of the bottoms was led to a separate fuck bench stationed around the room and tied down. Bright red lipstick was applied to their lips so they would leave a remembrance on any cock that fucked their faces. A majority of the students followed Rob to his station and jockeyed for position to be the first to fuck Rob’s ass. Rob howled in pleasure as the first college cock slammed into his ass. “Fuck me hard,” he screamed. The college stud really didn’t need encouragement, but Rob’s pleas did result in making the Top increase his already rapid fuck pace. The more he was fucked the more Rob begged. Rob’s verbal pleas added to the sexual frenzy in the room; just like blood in the water of a tank filled with hungry piranhas. .At some point someone called ‘” Shut the pathetic faggot up; someone shove something in his mouth." That something was a fat uncut cock. Rob was in pig heaven now that he had a cock in both ends and quickly milked a load into each of his holes. Those spent cocks were replaced by others and the process repeated itself. None of the college students were interested in a gentle fuck. They were there for one purpose and that was to get their rocks off quickly, drink some more and then fuck another ass. As would be expected, the college boys began to try to show off their sexual prowess and became more creative in their fuck style as the night progressed. There were those that would whoop and holler while slapping Rob’s bucking ass. Others would pull completely out, wiggle their cock and then thrust it back in. Rob took it all in stride and adjusted the way he worked those cocks with his ass for each and every fuck. The more he was fucked the more he wanted. He was truly addicted to cock. Rob couldn’t control his urges as he was drilled by cock after cock. As the night went on Rob was spat upon, slapped, verbally degraded and of course violently fucked. Rob’s ass and mouth were very popular. He took over twenty loads deep in his abused hole and swallowed at least as that many. About an hour before the party was to end, two staff members removed Rob’s bonds and escorted him to the wet area. “You’re the designated urinal now for the rest of the night,” he was told. “The boys are all going to need to empty their bladders before they head home.” Rob was bound in a squatting position and a funnel gag was secured in place. Within minutes the flow of piss down his gullet began. As his belly filled with the chemmed piss his head began to spin. The sight of his hard dripping cock while he was gulping down piss made the college boys impatient to wait their turn for the funnel. Soon he was being drenched by piss as well. Nick was watching the action on the video screen in the control room. Rob’s behavior tonight confirmed that he was ready for what was next. Nick started making calls on his cell phone to confirm the availability of some special guests for Rob’s pending celebration.

I was 18 and just about to leave college. I had done alright but as my disappointed father kept reminding me I could have done better. I had tried my best. I reserved all my Socialising to the weekends. My course work was my main priority and I hit the books every night. It was during one of these nights that my problems began. I was studying psychology. The tutor had set us a paper on the use of drugs as a sexual enhancement. Like all assignments I hit the books and good old Google. I was astonished at what I discovered and during that first night I was in a state of constant arousal. After I hit the sack I could not believe how wet I was and knocked out the fastest and most intense orgasm of my life. During lessons the next day I could not concentrate and did something I had never done. I skipped the last lesson to get home to find out more. As I said earlier I was 18 and still very much a virgin. I had never had a girlfriend and had spent most of my life knocking one out to straight porn. I did not consider myself gay but I did get turned on by all the delicious looking cocks in the showers after games. I thought this was natural and had done nothing about it. On the second night of research a link sent me to a gay chem sex video site. I was intrigued and opened the link. The page brought up a load of short videos of guys that were high and having sex. The first one showed a young Mediterranean boy about my age being given a pipe to smoke. After coughing a few times he managed to take some deep hits and then you could tell he was feeling good. You could see him change. You saw all his inhibitions drop and he could not wait to be fucked. It was amazing and I was hooked. I watched many such videos whilst completing my paper and over the following months I continued watching them. They took over my life. I found dozens of sights and watched loads and loads which caused my problems with my slipping grades. I knew what my problems were and I knew I was addicted and I reasoned with myself that the only way to cure my addiction was to face it head on. On the following Monday I spoke to Joe at school. He was a classmate who was known as the local stoner. He was high most of the time but he was so approachable. I asked him if he could get me some drugs. He asked which ones and I said I don't know. He looked at me and laughed but he could see I was worried about something. He told me not to worry and said that his parents were away the weekend and I should come round and stay over and we could do some experimenting. I thought this was a cool idea and readily agreed. On Friday after lessons I picked up my bag from home after promising my parents I would be responsible and be home by teatime on Sunday. I arrived at Joe's and he met me at the door in just his board shorts. I tried not to look at his body but he had a firm athletic body with a very noticeable 6 pack. He showed me where to drop my stuff and we headed out to the back yard. Once there we sat on a couple of loungers next to each other. He looked at me and said that he could hook me up with most drugs but let's start with some weed. He picked up a roll up from the table at the side. Lit it and took a deep drag. He held it for a while then let it out slowly. After a few failed attempts where I nearly coughed my lungs up I managed to do the same. I felt good. I felt relaxed. My nerves had gone and I felt comfortable in Joe's presence. He told me to go and get myself comfortable and get out of my jeans etc. I quickly changed into my shorts and returned to the back yard. Joe lit another spliff and I took it down like a seasoned pro. I could really feel this one and just laid back on the lounger. Joe then asked me what this was all about and before I knew it I had told him the whole story. He looked at me at first and then smiled. He lent over to me and gently kissed me on the cheek before saying Paul you have come to the right place. He then said before we go any further I want you to agree that what goes on here this weekend is strictly between us. I readily agreed. He told me to hold on and went into the house. He returned moments later with a pipe similar to those I had seen on the videos. He then proceeded to pack it with white crystals. He told me that this was the drug of choice of most gay men and it was called T. He understood that I was a virgin but it was obvious to him that I liked guys by the way I had been checking him out and the tent in my shorts. I quickly tried to hide it but he told me not to bother as he loved a nice cock and was hoping that he could make me feel good the weekend. He then proceeded to heat the pipe and melt the crystals. Rocking the bowl from side to side until the white smoke started to rise. He emptied his lungs and took a deep breath and held it. He then placed the pipe against my lips and heated it. I copied his actions and held it. We both released the breaths together and a white cloud engulfed our faces. We did this three more times and if I thought the weed made me feel good this T was something else. I felt warm. My whole body was tingling. A sheen of sweat covered my whole body. My hole was itching. Joe said let's get out of these shorts which we did. I saw his cock for the first time. It was standing to attention and looked massive. I locked my lips. I then realised my dick had become soft and Joe was quick to tell me that this was the drug and not to worry about it. He then asked me if I wanted to touch his cock. I did not reply but reached out and slowly took hold of the glistening rod. He let out a short moan and closed his eyes. I started rubbing it and he continued to moan. He then asked me if I had ever sucked a cock. I looked at him and dropped to my knees. I opened my mouth and tried to copy the videos I had seen. After a few false starts and a warning to cover my teeth I got into a good rythm. After about 20 minutes Joe stopped me so we could hit the pipe again. I was more than eager to have another hit. He then went onto explain about another way of taking T by inserting a piece up your ass. He asked me if I wanted to try which I agreed to. Firstly he explained that I had to clean myself out. We went indoors to the bathroom and he produced an enema kit and showed me how to use it. Normally I would have been embarrassed but I felt totally relaxed about the whole affair. He then led me into his bedroom and told me to lay on my back and pull my legs back so he could see my hole. He lubed up his finger and slowly entered me. It felt strange but in a nice way. He continued doing this and placed another finger in my hole. Satisfied that I was open enough he then took a shard of T and aced it on his finger tip. He then told me to pull my cheeks apart and he slowly placed the shard inside me. It felt rough and uncomfortable and then I could feel my inside start to burn. Joe reassured me whilst he continued to work his fingers in my hole. After about 10 minutes the burn had gone. My heart was pounding. I was sweating and my ass felt like it was the centre of the earth. Joe kept fingering my hole and added a third. Until know nothing had ever been put up my ass but here I was with three fingers and I was starting to push back for more. He asked me if I was feeling good and I told him yes. He asked me if I wanted to go to the next stage and when I asked what that was he said for him to fuck me. I did not think twice I just pushed my ass back onto his fingers in reply. He told me to hold still whilst he lubed his cock and said that he would enter me slowly. I felt him applying pressure to my hole and slowly pushing it in. It felt amazing it felt intense but I wanted it all and pushed right back until I had him all buried inside me. Whilst it was painful it was a good pain. I felt the burning again which I thought was normal but later found out that Joe had placed a shard on the head of his cock before entering me. The burn went and the desire rose.i started to push back and forth on Joe's cock. I needed to feel it deep inside me. He had released the beast and I was taking everything I could. I kept going like that for ages until Joe told me to stop. He pulled out and I tried to protest. He laughed and layed down on his back. He then said before we go any further you need to know that I'm positive. I don't wear condoms and I only fuck bareback. I'm also not on meds. So if I fuck my load into you then you could get pregnant. It is up to you. If you want to carry on you better jump on and ride my cock. I needed his cock. Nothing was gonna stop me. I straddled his cock. Aimed and slip myself down his rod in one move causing us both to moan out loud. I then started to ride him. It was like a bucking bronco. I could not get enough. I rode him for as long as I could before be bucked me off. He jumped up got me up onto my knees and rammed his cock home. He was increasing his pace and stated to groan. He told me he was about to come. I squeezed my ass muscles and I felt him ram his stick one more time and flood my insides with his hot molten seed. We both then collapsed on the bed with Joe still buried inside me. Joe fucked me another two times before he went soft. Each time as intense as the first. After the third time we drank some water then layed back on the bed and fell asleep in each others arms. When we awoke I felt Joe's cock was hard and he was slowly fucking me. This time it was slow it was more intimate. When he had finished he got up and ordered pizza. That did not last long. I was starving. Joe and I then lay there talking. He asked me if I had answered all my questions which I replied I had. He asked me if I was ok about him being pos which I felt strangely at peace about. He then asked me if I was ready for the next round and he could tell by the look on my face that I could not wait. He asked me if I wanted to change it up a gear and I asked him what he meant. He told me that I had tried T two ways but there was a third. I looked puzzled so he went to his bedside cabinet and pulled out a loaded needle. I looked worried. He explained that this was the most intense way to take T and he explained what would happen. He asked me if I trusted him and answered by holding my arm up. He placed a belt around my upper are and found a good vein. He inserted the needle and pulled back the plunger to get some blood. He then pressed the plunger slowly home. Once finished he took of the belt and placed my arm above my head. I felt the liquid climbing up my arm. I tasted a metallic taste and then wham. I was knocked onto my back. I felt like I could not breathe. I coughed quite a few times. I was just starting to panic when the coughing stopped and my body was engulfed in a warm sensation ending in my ass. The centre of my universe. I needed to be fucked hard and now. Joe laughed out loud and said a slut has been born. He made me wait whilst he slammed himself. He placed his cock in my hole and released the belt. He coughed and I felt his cock swell and he shot his load deep inside my guts. He then remained still whilst he rode his rush. Once it was over and he was at the same place as I was he then started to fuck me with his still hard cock. He fucked me for over an hour and then he had me lay on my back. He then slowly entered me. He pushed in slowly and pulled out slowly. This felt different. This felt magical. He kept this up. Varying the pace but always all the way in and all the way out. Hitting my prostrate each time. After about 20 minutes I could feel the tingle rise inside me and with a few more long strokes I had the most intense orgasm of my life. There was cum everywhere. Joe took some of my chest and fed it to me. I felt amazing. We continued to fuck all weekend and Joe slammed me twice more. I part of my promise to my parents and was home before teatime on Sunday. Although I had completed my assignment beforehand I felt that like all good academics I had thoroughly checked all the information it contained. Like all good researchers I am aiming to continue my research next week at Joe's when he said we can start lesson two.

I've always dreamed of being passed around to random strangers. I met a long-distance trucker over bbrt and had some time off due so we decided on a "load-trip." He picked me up on a Tuesday afternoon and went through the bag I packed. I had followed his instructions and only packed mesh workout shorts, a pair of snap-off warm-up pants like basketball players wear, a few t-shirts and all of my sex toys. After he checked the bag, he tied me to the bed and bred me twice. When he was done, I cleaned his cock and he fed me his loads from my pussy. He left for a while and returned with a small, metal chastity device and a bowl of ice. He soaked my cock and balls in the ice until I was completely soft and whimpering at which time he locked my tiny dick up. After that, we left in his truck. As soon as we were in the truck, he took my jeans and said I'd get them back at the end of the trip. He pushed a huge plug up my ass and I sat naked in his truck leaving home. We stopped at a truck stop that evening and he made me put on the warm-up pants without a shirt or shoes and sent me to another truck in the lot. The driver was a huge black man and as soon as I got in his truck he turned me around, yanked the back of my pants, causing all of the snaps to come undone and expose my plugged hole. He pulled the plug out without any warning and shoved it in my mouth. He shoved his massive cock in my hole and started fucking me hard and fast until he dumped his load in my hole. Again, I cleaned his dick and he told me to go to a different truck in the lot. When I went to snap my pants back up, he said don't bother and made me walk across the lot to another truck with the plug in my mouth and my ass hanging out, dripping cum. I ran to the other truck where the driver tied me up in the back. He fucked me and dumped a load in me too before sending me back to my master. I got used to the routine but after a few days and even got used to the cum stains in my shorts and the locked cock had me horny 24/7. My master said he had a special treat planned for the end of the week before I had to head home. We went to a friends house, where I was tied up over a sawhorse in a barn. I was gagged and had a hood placed over my head so I couldn't see or say anything. He whispered that the good news was I wouldn't have to clean the dicks after they fucked me but he'd "make up for it." He apparently invited every trucker and anonymous top he could find. I could hear people talking and laughing in the background but couldn't tell what anyone was saying. I felt someone rubbing my hole with a liquid which I at first thought was lube. However, I soon realized it was much worse and as the first cock shoved into me, he whispered that it was GOJO lava soap. By the time he was done, I was crying hard and had my first load. His cock was quickly replaced with another and another. I'm not sure how many loads I took that night. I blacked out a few times to be woken up by a cock shoving deep into my pussy. When they were done fucking me, I was untied and fell to the floor. The gag was removed and I was told to lick the cum I spilled off the floor. It felt like I drank gallons of cum. After I cleaned up my mess, I was told my work wasn't quite done yet. I was told to get on all fours, face-down ass-up on the floor in the middle of the room. When I did, I saw my master bring out an aluminum baseball bat. I knew I was in for it now. He worked the bat into my hole slowly and then fucked me with it. Everyone was laughing at my pain and when he pulled the bat out, guys lined up and took turns pissing in my gaping hole. When it was over, a massive plug was shoved in my ass and I was told I was saving snacks for later. After all this, I thought my day was over, but I had to serve everyone there beers and snacks while they hung out and joked about what a cumdump faggot I am. Eventually, someone grabbed a large dog food bowl and made me squat over it. As I was squatting, the plug fell out and all of the piss and cum flooded out of my hole into the dog bowl. I was made to eat and lick the bowl clean. We rode back toward my town after that night. It took three days and he continued to pimp me out the entire way. I served as a glory hole cumdump at a dirty bookstore off the interstate. When we got close to town, he said he didn't have a load in town so I would be catching a ride with a friend of his the rest of the way. He pumped his last load in me on the side of a back highway where I switched trucks. The new guy seemed nice at first. However, that night he forced his cock in me and fucked me like the piece of shit faggot he called me. When he was done, and we were back in town, he dropped me off on the other side of town and took the last cash I had, "for the lift" so I'd have to walk all the way home. I asked if he had my jeans or the key to my lock, which he made me call my "clit cage." He laughed and said I was stupid for forgetting when I switched trucks. I've been caged now for over a year. My truck-driving master comes to town every once in a while and almost all my vacations are spent over-the-road now and I wouldn't trade anything.

Joe left the room and shortly returned with his dealer. Still before me was a tall black Adonis. He let fisting eyes go over my body. He smiled. He told Joe that he had done good and that he was going to enjoy using my hole. He asked if I was poz and Joe replied with a laugh saying we are working on that. The Dealer , Daz, laughed out loud again and said that by the time he had finished today there would be no doubt. Daz looked me in the eye and slowly took his clothes of. He stood before me showing his hot body. Then I saw it. I gasped. Between his legs hung a large black cobra. He was massive. Daz said do you think you can handle all 12inches boi. I just smiled and licked my lips. Daz then reached into his trouser pockets on the floor. He brought out a little black bag. He emptied it out. There was a bag of crystal, some points and a massive piercing. I watched as Joe picked up the piercing and threaded it through the head of his foot long snake. He then secured it with an agreeable looking spike. I knew that this was gonna hurt and I couldn't wait. Daz asked Joe how much meth he had given me. Joe told him a quarter and confirmed that it was the largest I had taken so far. Daz smiled and picked up a point. He looked at me and asked if I was ready to take his load. I nodded. I could not wait. Daz tied of my left arm and then picked up a needle. He pierced my skin and drew back to get a register. I was surprised when he then tied of my right arm, picked up another point and did the same thing. He then looked me in the eye. Released the ties and pushed the plungers down as one. The taste was strong. My heartbeat started to go ten to the dozed. Me chest felt like it was grabbed in a vice like grip. I started to panic. Then I coughed. Not just 3 or 4 times like normal but I Coulthard for a good minute. Then the rush. My ears started ringing my sight went multichromed and blurred. My body became warm and I felt it wash over me. God this was good. I was flying. Daz looked at me and asked if I was feeling good. I could not talk but just moaned. My ass needed him desperately. I could not move but kept trying to raise my ass. Daz said to Joe to put his cock in my Mouth. Give him something to suck on. Daz looked at my hole and could see it winking at him. He reached for the bag of crystal. I was flying like never before but he placed the schards at my hole and roughly pushed them in. He worked then deep and I could feel him tearing up my hole. My high increased. He then placed his cock at my hole. He told me to look at him. It was hard to concentrate. I needed filling. I was desperate. Daz slapped my face and told me to focus. I looked deep into his eyes and then in one thrust he buried his foot long rod deep into my hole until he was ball deep. I screamed out loud. Joe's cock muffled the noise . I could feel that dazs cock had caused some damage but I wanted more. Daz pulled back to the enterance and then plunged in again. The pain felt good. I wanted him and I could not get enough. Daz fucked me for over an hour and I felt him flood my hole at least 3 times. He then pulled out and his cum started to run out. My hole bleeding. Daz told Joe to fuck me. Joe pulled his cock out of my mouth where I had been nursing it. He looked at my hole. High fives Daz and plunged his cock into my hole. I moaned. Daz came round to my face. I knew what he wanted. He put his dick against my lips. I opened my mouth and he started to feed me. I could taste all of my juices. I could feel the piercing scraping my throat. One Daz was deep inside my throat he told Joe to stay still. He tied of Joe's arm and his own. He then put a needle in Joe's arm and pulled back to get a register. He then put about a quarter of the contents in Joe's arm. He then placed the same need in his arm. Pulled back to get his register and again put about a quarter in his arm. They then pulled of the ties and coughed. Then then rode their rush. Daz then tied of my arm and placed the needle in my arm. He pulled back, got a register and emptied the contents in my arm. The tie was pulled of and I coughed again. I was really flying now. Joe and Daz then fucked my holes. I don't know how long it went on for as I was in a euphoric state. I had never felt so good in my life. When Joe and Daz had finished they both pulled out. My hole was plugged by a massive butt plug and I was untied and taken to the bedroom and layed down. Daz then said to Joe that I was one hot slut. He said that he had given me a full point the first time and .5 the second time. He said I would be flying for a good while yet. He said that I need to be kept hydrated . He then told Joe that he had some bottles made up in his bag which had been laced with G. I was fed one of these and laid back down. I wanted to be fucked again. The plug was not fulfilling my needs and Daz could see it. Daz asked Joe if he minded if he got some of his sellers over to give them a treat for all there hard work. Joe smiled and agreed. Daz got onto his phone and sent a few text. The first reply was within a minute. Daz said the first guy would be here in 10 minutes. Daz confirmed that the G would start to work about the same time. In my drugged up state I could not speak but I knew this amazing night was going to get better still. I could not wait

The following week passed in a blur. I just did everything on autopilot remembering the life changing weekend I had the previous weekend. On Friday I skipped classes altogether and made sure that I was ready inside and out for my next lesson with Joe. I arrived dead on time in my board shorts and vest. I did not put any underwear on as I would have struggled to keep my raging hard on under wraps. As soon as I entered the house Joe ordered me to strip. He then asked me if I wanted to learn more which I eagerly replied that I did. He immediately pulled out a loaded needle, tied of my arm and proceeded to slam me. As he removed the tie the chemical taste hit the back of my throat and I started coughing out. After my body got that warm feeling all over followed by my ass starting to scream to be fucked. I dropped to my knees to take Joe's massive cock down my throat but he stepped back. He could see the want, the lust in my eyes but he kept me at arm's length. Instead he got me off my knees and guided me to the living room. The TV was showing BB porn and in the middle of the room was a padded fuck bench. I was led over to this and laid down on it. Joe then proceeded to secure my hands and feet to each corner. Once he realised I was secure he then started toLube my hole. He placed a finger at a time in my hole slowly working me open. I felt the familiar burn and realise I was being ripped up. Joe then stood and placed his throbbing cock at my enterance. He then slowly but forcefully pushed his monster cock into my hole making me moan out loud. He then proceeded to fuck me long n hard for about 30 minutes before announcing he was going to shoot his deadly load into my eager hole. He ploughed in two more times and let out a massive road as he released his poz seed deep into my hole. He slowly withdrew his cock and placed a large black butt plug in my hole. He then went on to tell me he had a surprise for me. He said that if I truly wanted to be a cum dump then I had to take more than just his load. He then said that as I was so hot that he had told his dealer about me . The dealer wanted to come over and fuck me. I readily agreed and Joe said good as he was already waiting in the next room.

Last night my friends straight son came to mine........got chatting about stuff and I asked to suck his cock (8 thick).......one thing lead to another and introducing him to my arse in the air I ended up getting it filled with 2 huge loads bareback..........he came around again tonight to get sucked and dumped another load in me after playing with 4 fingers up my hole.......he is coming around again tomorrow........I've a feeling he will be fisting and dumping loads up me within next 2 weeks........he's a right horny greedy fucker so I'm going to let him use me however he wishes.

@ErosWired - I thought I was the only bottom who thought like that! Yes, it WOULD be great for all us bottoms to share the wealth. Unfortunately, I've run into more than my share of "that's MY cock" bottoms who look at you like you're competing for the Miss America crown?!? True, I try to get as much cock as I can at these events, but I don't want to be seen as one of THOSE bottoms. I also know that I'm not everyone's cup of tea, so I respect those that decline my offer (hopefully gently). The problem for the big events like this is that the energy CAN change depending where you are. I try my best to share and to improve the energy of all play parties I attend. I make sure I vacate the sling or fuckbench if I don't have a partner. I actively encourage others while they're fucking (I have found that a lot of tops love to hear others appreciate their technique). I share my poppers with those needing a boost. I'll hand lube to tops or bottoms. I'll help others into and out of slings. I'll join in, when given the OK. I'll just watch when not. I agree with @FelchingPisserthat the energy at an smaller group or orgy tends to be different (and better in my opinion). I feed off of another bottom getting bred. It makes everything else that much hotter. I love to watch and join and enjoy their sex as much as my own. Don't get me wrong, I want a cock or 20 in my hole too, but while my hole is in between tops, I can enjoy someone else's fuck.

It all started on Grindr. I was looking for a dominant top to experiment with my submissive side, and found the perfect fit. He was 6'3'', 30 years older than me, with an amazing 9" perfectly proportioned cock, and was looking for submissive boys. He would be able to dominant my 5'3'' 115 frame without breaking a sweat. The first encounter we had was at my place where he wanted to find out if I was submissive enough for him before bringing me to his place. He ordered me to the bedroom and for me to strip down to a jockstrap. as he examined me, he asked what my limits would be and I said that I only play safe, and had never had a raw cock up my hole before. He stated that he preferred to play bare, but would respect my decision (knowing full well what he was going to do in the future with me). He then ordered me onto the bed and my knees as he restrained my wrists behind my back, and my mouth open with a mouth cage. I got rock hard and he said "I can tell you are going to enjoy this" and rubbed on my hard cock. He then stripped down and unveiled his massive cock and started hitting my face with it. I then preceded to worship his amazing cock as he started playing with my ass. He said the first time that he fucks me he wanted me at his place to get the full submissive experience, so we finished off with him shooting his load over my face and setting up a time for our next encounter. Just a couple days later, its time, and he picks me up to take me over to his house. As soon as we get inside, his immediately starts ordering me around; to get naked and lie face down on his four post bed. He immediately starts placing cuffs on my wrists and ankles, and then attaching them to the bed so I am completely restrained. Next he says 'open your mouth' and sticks in a ball gag. The last thing he does is put a leather collar with a lease around my neck. At this point my cock is leaking precum, and i finally realize the role in life i was meant to play; a boytoy for alpha men! He starts to open my hole with some toys, and then grabs a condom from the bedside table. His cock feels absolutely amazing as he starts to slowly go deeper and deeper, as I moan with each thrust. All of a sudden, he puts a blindfold over me, he pulls out, and I feel something get set on my lower back; he had removed the condom. He then goes back to fucking me, now thrusting faster and faster, and it felt even more amazing than before. He grunts, and smacks my ass as I can feel his cock expand as he shoots a load deep in my ass, and then collapses on top of me. As he slowly pulls out, and his cum drips out of my ass he says "Damn that ass looks amazing with my cum coming out of it". Never even bringing up the fact that I had told him I only played safe. I was in such a post fuck daze that I wasn't even thinking about anything but how amazing it felt and that I had found my place. I should have known that getting bred was going to happen in that situation. Maybe in the back of my mind I knew it was going to happen, and that I wanted it to happen. Oh well, it turned me on to barebacking! Was the best sex I had ever had and can't wait to be strapped down to his bed again. Next time he said to expect to be there until he has my ass completely full of cum, and that my ass completely belonged to him now. As he drove me home he firmly placed his hand on the back of my neck and asked what I thought about him finding others to join next time, and I replied "I don't think that is my decision to make sir" to which he replied, "good boy! You are going to be my little slut taking cock I bring you!" wish me luck!

Hey bud, reading this I felt like it was something I had written. Can so relate to it. My ex (we were together for 12 years) was poz, and I'm neg. He's the first person who made me realize, and take, the reality that I was meant to be a bottom and not the top I had previously been. There was no turning back since then. We knew the risks up front but made the agreement that as long as he pulled out before cumming, there was a likelihood it would be "okay", i.e. safer. I could never stand rubbers as a top - something just made me lose hardness. Anyway, we fucked regularly, often and everywhere - raw- but somehow I was always unfulfilled or disappointed in a way, that he couldn't breed me. While I didn't want to convert to poz, I so wanted to feel him breeding me, and to be able to look into his eyes as he was doing so. To me it's the real way that natural manimal mating is meant to be. One or two times over the years he wasn't able to hold back and realized he was cumming inside me and quickly pulled out. Because we never were really able to finish it with total completion I always felt something empty, but understood the deal, and the consequences. I always thought "If I'm going to get 'it' from anyone, I'd rather it be from him." Anyway, I've been fucked often (never enough) and bred by neg guys (how are you ever sure?), so far lucky, but still love that intimacy or reality or lust, whatever, of being bred. Just thought I'd share since I thought you might relate. ;-)

I just recently moved to Jacksonville Florida and within my first 60 days i have atleast 10 different breeding sessions with BBC. The one that stands out the most is almost 10" and thick as a water bottle. It takes plenty of poppers and alot lube to get him in but once there he rocks my world. He does not fuck like a thug, but does know how to work a hole with his long deep strokes and just fucking my hole with the head of his cock. He has gapped very well after he is done and when he shoots he can fill up a shot glass. BBC is def becoming a favorite

Was in a local sauna with . darkroom. An older guy with a harness passed me in the corridor and grabbed my balls.. the salt and pepper thin got me going, then he hooked my ass with hs finger and pulled me into a cabin. He blindfolded me and and starting going for my prostate with his finger. He succeeded. Then he spun me around a few times and said let's go to the darkroom. He guided me out spun me a for more times and led me through the corridors to the darkroom. he stripped off my towel and had me get down on all fours. It was a turn on he proceeded to fuck my hole to shreds. I could hear other guys around us. He blew a load up my hole and let a couple of other guys fuck me. After the third guy came a fourth guy mounted me and pulled off the blindfold. We weren'tin a darkroom. The guy had me on all fours in a lounge area that was fully lit. He came fast and then milked me like a cow. one other guy fucked me after that. I was kind of embarrassed but also turned on. Two other guys who were watching came by my room later and dump loads in my ass .

Yesterday went to crusing area near busy motorway interchange,walked round in the wooded area. Far more discarded lube sachets than condom wrappers , a sure sign of barebacking. Had arranged to meet bottom who I fucked last week , he messaged and said that he wanted to have my daddy lick and load again. i told him to wear jocks. i arrived first ,when he arrived we went deep in to the woods , lots of cover. He was straight on his knees sucking on my already hard cock,I forced his head down till he gagged. i started feeling his ass ,and when lubed with spit got a couple of fingers in him,he was in heaven. I spun him round,pushed him against a tree and ( literally) fucked the shit out of him. I put a 3 day load in him. As I pulled out a big gob of cum landed on the grass

Part 14 Home Slice Damn, what a hot fuck session Robbie and I had those couple hours. Dante finally stopped us reminding me that we need to get me some me clothes and had an appointment at the car dealers. I really didn't want him spending all this money on me, especially on a car. Robbie’s actions and aggressiveness surprised me. In the limited time we interacted I took him to be more like me, more of a bottom, but then again, I recently discovered the joy of topping. We left a naked Robbie in the condo with a few of the crew and I knew he was going to continue to fuck turn whomever would fuck him. Dante filled me in on Robbie as we drove to the mall. Dante I had forgotten that Robbie was versatile. When I first met him he was hanging out with a couple of my guys willing to let any of them fuck and breed him. I knew he was bug chasing, never knew the real reason until the plan to poz Jeremy was hatched. Jeremy had wanted to stealth bread Jeremy ever since he was pozzed a couple months back, but was never able to pull it off. I let him know that the first poz load into Jeremy’s neg cunt belonged to b Home Slice for what he did to him, but that he could deliver the second load. He let me know that he’d be satisfied watching Chris breed his suck up ass and then have to take his dirty load after. On our way over to the mall, I filled Home Slice in on Robbie. We parked at the mall and headed to the only store I shop at Abercrombie and Fitch. I could tell something was on Home Slice’s mind even before he sspok, “Dante, you don’t need to spend this much money on my clothes, I’d be happy with clothes from Walmart or Target . even the GAP’s clothes are ok with me.” I made sue he knew that the money didn’t matter to me, he really had no idea how much cash I have stashed away in multiple banks in different countries around the world in case I ever needed to run from the law. I told him, “Don’t worry about the money Home Slice, you see that I always have the nicest clothes to wear and you should too. You’re living with me now and I want you looking damn good where ever you go. You know I love you and I know you love me too. So when we get in the store you might see a could guys you think you know, but you don't, got it?” He nodded ‘yes’ and answered, “Got it.” The store manager is one of my biggest sellers and all of his employees have at some point sampled the ‘goods' and whether straight, bi or gay have all been fucked by him while high. Of course a number of them he pozzed, some escaped that fate only to succumb to his poz cock eventually as they craved to Tina and his cock in their assess. He greeted me, I explained the situation, and told Home Since, “Have fun and pick out what you want to wear. I may pick out a few things I want you to see you wearing. And as your your underwear, I’ve already ordered a bunch of Andrew Christian boxer briefs in you size, I every color with multiple pair in a select few I like to see you wear.” Home Slice For the next two hours I tried on jeans, khakis, shorts and shirts of all kinds. There were several I really liked. When he came time to pay for the clothes one of the sales associates said he wanted to show me something and led me to a back room. Before I knew it he was on his knees getting ready to suck my cock as he told me, “My manger told me that Dante wanted me to give you a blow job for all the clothes you’re buying.” This kid was taking my 7” down you the root when I finally remembered where I had seen (struck met) him before. It was the day I was taught the art of the for job. He was just as good as the time he was teaching me by sucking my cock then, of it was for the Tina in my system I probably would have been my load in a couple minutes instead of the 20 it took him to eat my cum. After he was done he told me, “I wish you and I could party-n-play sometime.” I answered him, “You never know, I can ask Dante.” He got a panicked look on his face pleading with me, “Please don’t say anything, if Randy (the store manager) was to find out that I said anything to you, I might get fired. I need the job to afford my own place.” I promise him, “I won’t say a word to anyone” He led me back to the front of the store where Dante was waiting for me, but I didn’t see the clothes. He quickly said, “The manager is having a couple of his employees are taking you new threads over to the condo. We have one more stop to make.” Dante As we dove over to the car lot I asked him, “Did you enjoy your for job?” He nodded ‘Yes’, and I then asked, “You know half of those boys are jealous of you, the other half want to party with you.” We pulled into the car dealers lot. Home Slice commented, “Looks like he’s closed.” I laughed, “Yeah, it is, but not to us. This guy does a lot of our ‘transportation’.” My connection at the dealership was the owner, who came out as I parked my car. See greeted each other and I introduce Home Slice (using his given have Chris). He reached out to shake his hand and said, “Based on what Dante told me I pulled a few cars for you to look at, and if you don’t see what you like we can go through the lot into we find what you want to drive.” He led us over to a group of a half dozen cars. I could tell the minute be saw this one particular truck he was going to want it, but I knew he’d think it was gong to cost me money. I never pay for a car for this guy, so whatever car to chooses is his period.. The car that I wanted him to have was a 2016 Cadillac Escalade that was loaded. He wanted by that car first, pausing by the Cadillac before looking the other cars over, every so often looking over at the Caddy or walking by the car with a ‘wanting’ glance. He asked about each car except the Caddy. I then asked him, “What about the Escalade here, this is a nice ride.” He walked over to the Caddy, opened the door, looked inside and said, “This car is too expensive. You already spent too much on my clothes.” I joined him at the car’s door, leaned in and whispered to him, “Don’t worry Home Slice, the car won’t cost me a dime. Pick out what you want.” He got a smile on his face, climbed in the Caddy and asked, “Can I take it for a test drive?” The dealership owner said, “It has a push button start, here the remote that needs to be in the car for it to start.” I climbed I when him as we drove around a few minutes before heading back to the dealership. I asked him, “You look the Caddy?” He started to cry and through his sobs he tried to say, “I'm sorry you have to do an this for me.” I let him know, “None of what your father did is anyone’s can't but Jeremy’s, and he's going to get his, and you’re the one who's gong to give it to him. Now let's get you this car.” We finished up business and headed back to the condo. Since he was now going to be living with me I had him park in the garage. We headed in to find a high as a kite Robbie getting gang banged by a good number of my crew, both gay and straight. We exchanged glances and headed to my bedroom. I showed him the spare closet where his clothes were now neatly hanging. He thanked me, dropped to his knee, pulled my cock out and began giving me one hell of a blow job. I didn't think I’d last that long, to be honest, I didn’t want to, we had a pizza being delivered. And I didn’t hold back giving him a big load to swallow since I hadn’t cum in a week.

Part 3: Cherry popped Once inside my life forever changed. Tom asked me to call him Daddy from this point on. And I had no problem with that. Daddy and I kissed passionately while we undressed each other. That's when I noticed a scorpion tattoo I had not noticed before. Daddy explained what it meant that he had HIV and said he wanted to share his gift with me. Instead of being scared I got excited and involuntarily shot a load of cum on the floor. Daddy then kissed me again as we made our way to what was to become our bedroom. Daddy laid me on the bed on my stomach and started eating my ass out preparing me for his huge cock. Daddy took his time and slowly worked his fingers in and out until I was taking four fingers with ease. My cock was rock hard again and so was Daddy's. He lubed up his cock and slowly slid it inside my aching ass. It hurt like hell at first but after a few minutes I was moaning like a cheap whore. Daddy went slow and was hitting my prostate perfectly. Since Daddy had already cum once he had great stamina. He would alternate between slow strokes to fast strokes which was driving me insane. Before I knew it I shot a load of cum into the mattress without touching my cock. This caused my asshole to tighten and Daddy shot a huge load in my ass. I was now injected with Daddy's gift. I used my ass muscles to milk Daddy's cock clean. Upon doing so I kept Daddy hard. Daddy got off of me and laid on his back while I got on top and rode his cock. I took my time enjoying every delicious inch of Daddy. I positioned myself so Daddy's cock rubbed my prostate at all times. I shot my third load of the night and still hadn't touched my own cock. Again this made Daddy's cock explode inside my ass and again he shot another huge load of cum. I fell against Daddy's chest exhausted. We kissed again and without asking me to I went down and cleaned Daddy's cock before snuggling up next to him for the night. I had taken three poz loads from Daddy in a few hours and I was so happy to receive Daddy's graduation gift to his new son. Saturday morning brings more sex and facing mom looking like a slut.

My Dad and I used to fuck around. Yeah, my real Dad. But I thought we had moved past it, until he fucked me again over Christmas this year. It all started when I was younger and Mom went back to work full time In the evenings. Evidently this put a real crimp in my father's sex life, and so I ended up filling in. I mean, I had heard my parents having sex. A lot. My room was right next to theirs and sometimes they weren't quiet. You see, when I was growing-up, my family was very hippie liberal. Lots of nudity. Sex was discussed from an early age. I took occasional baths with my father, or sat and kept him company while he bathed. I also knew about his porn collection and would often sneak viewings of it after school. There were a lot of Playboy magazines, but also some real hard core stuff. Anyway, when Mom went back to work, Dad started masturbating in the evenings. I know as much because I could hear the porn videos and the faint squeaking of his bed. He also almost never closed his door all the way. Being curious, and a bit twisted I guess, I started sneaking out into the hallway and watching him. It was strangely erotic watching my own father masturbate and shoot his load. Erotic, but also shameful. I knew it was wrong, but I still got hard. Eventually he caught me spying. I figured he was going to go apeshit, but all he did was call me into his bedroom. "You might as well get comfortable and have a wank too," he told me. That's how it started. Every night we would watch porn and jack off together. But then one night he put his hands behind his head and told me he was tired and I should jack him off. And I did. His cock was heavy and thick in my hand. He came quickly and it ran down my hand. I was excited by and ashamed of what I had just done. But I didn't stop. Soon after it was "You know, I could sure go for a blowjob like in the videos." And again, I gave him what he wanted. I had already experimented by having given blowjobs to my cousin and my best friend and a couple of other guys, so I was good at it. Apparently my Dad noticed my skill and appreciated the fact. I still remember the first time I blew him and being rewarded with a mouthful of his saltiness, and the compliment "Damn, you're good at that!" After that I was his cock sucker. We rarely talked-- just got naked, watched the porn, and I would blow him. The whole time I was fairly conflicted about the arrangement. Here I was, horny, getting sex almost every night (when I didn't have late school functions or excessive homework). But the sex was with my Dad. Within a year or two, we transitioned to fucking. I don't really remember what prompted the change, but one night just as I was getting into sucking him he pulled me off saying "I wanna try something different tonight." With the porn playing, Dad had me get on all fours. He got out a tube of KY, smeared some on my hole, some more on his cock, and then started to push his dick into me. It hurt. A lot. It took a few tries and a lot more KY, but he managed to get all the way inside me. "Damn you are TIGHT!" I remember him saying. And then he started humping me. For me, this was a lot different than the blowjobs. Sucking Dad's dick was much less of a transgression in my eyes. I was just helping him masturbate with my mouth or something. But now I was being fucked, and that just seemed wrong. It was uncomfortable. It was degrading. It was something that a wife (my Mom) should be for-- not me. I was suddenly ashamed and embarassed that I was in my parents' bed, letting my Dad have his way with my ass. I zoned out watching the big-titted woman on the video getting butt fucked as well. I remember wondering of she actually enjoyed it or not. Then Dad tensed up, an I knew he was cumming inside my ass. I also noticed that the fucking left me rock hard. While my father cleaned up, I jacked off, full of hot shame. We fucked a lot after that, not a lot of talking. And always from behind. Eventually I moved out of my parents' house. After that, divorces, jobs, his new girlfriends and marriages kept me safe from any repeat sessions. Until this past Christmas. He came to visit me for a couple days, alone. His newest girlfriend had to work so she couldn't make the trip. To be honest, the thought of us having sex again hadn't really even crossed my mind. I had come to terms with what we had done, and realized that he was probably responsible for my fetish for older 'daddies', but that was it. Besides, my Dad was around 60 by this time. Well, evidently the men in my family are always horny bastards. We had been drinking and watching football games when it was time for bed. I got him set up in his room and retired to mine. It felt like I had just fallen asleep when suddenly I felt him. It really startled me! "Dad, what the fuck are you doing?" I exclaimed. "I think you know" he said. And I did. I could already feel his erection pressing against my ass. Dad wanted sex, and as much as my adult self was repulsed by the idea (and truth be told, with him, at least at that moment), I knew I would relent. I would again give up my ass to Dad, even after all this time. I pulled off my boxers and started digging in my night stand for the necessary stuff. I lubed up my ass, then reached back and lubed up my father's cock. It was thick and heavy in my hand. And familiar. So much like my own cock now. I assumed the position, and took a hit of poppers. "Son, are those drugs?" he asked. "No, Dad, they're just poppers. They help me relax." Hrmph was all he said as he thrust into me. So many thoughts and feelings swirled in my mind while Dad used my ass for his pleasure. I was ashamed for what I was doing, of what I was allowing him to do, and also ashamed that my cock was hard and that the sensation of Dad's cock sliding in and out of me was such a turn on. It didn't take him long before he was wheezing and squirting his load into me, donating his sperm and his DNA as he had done decades earlier in creating me. When he was done, he pulled out and slunk back to his room for the night. And I was left to jack off in hot shame, turned on like the bottom cum whore that I am. The bottom cum whore that Dad had made.

**This is a scenario of complete fiction** Got an e-mail from a guy the other day saying he saw my online profile about wanting minor STDs. He said he was clean except for a really bad case of crabs and wanted to share it with me through a gloryhole. I agreed. To make me feel more of a slut, i dressed as a woman. Fake tan, make-up, and sexy clothes leaving little to the imagination. I arrived early at the designated meeting spot in a dirty disused public toilet. The only light came from a distant street lamp outside shining through a small hole in the roof. It was enough to see but only just, so gave the place a really seedy atmosphere. Once i entered the cubicle with the gloryhole it was obvious this was a popular place for this sort of thing, with dirt, grime and used condoms all over the floor and toilet seat. I hadn't waited long when i heard someone walking in... was this my guy?. Wasting no time he entered the cubicle next to mine and shoved his cock through the gloryhole. From what i could make out he was overweight and very hairy. I inspected his cock and could see what looked like dandruff and particles entwined all over his smelly and hairy cock, balls and pubic hair. This guy had crabs for sure. I took out my cock and rubbed it against his. Wanking them together, taking special care to rub my pubic area against his. I then turned around and reversed my arse onto his dirty cock. He was big but i managed to take all his length and press my arse up against his pubic area to increase my chances of catching crabs. He didn't last too long but shot a huge load up me. Then, unexpectedly he reached through the gloryhole with his hand and began groping my arse cheek. Seemed odd but different people do different things. Once i got home to clean myself up i noticed the cum dripping down my leg and out my arse was a dirty yellow colour. This guy definatly had something other than crabs. I then noticed a plaster stuck to my bum cheek where the guy had groped me afterwards. I had felt it there earlier but just thought it was some dried cum on me. After i peeled the plaster off, i saw written on it in small writing "welcome to the brotherhood, you're POZ now"

I never thought I would have an experience worthy of this site until this week. This is a true story. I was attending a conference in Phoenix for a few days and decided to check out FLEX SPA and see if I could get into some trouble, specifically a good ass pounding. After my co-workers and I had dinner we went our separate ways and I immediately did the usual bottom prep and changed and hopped in a cab. I paid at the front, stowed my stuff and wrapped the towel around my waste and started to check things out. The parking lot had been full, so I figured there must be a nice crowd. I wandered around for awhile with little interest from anyone, I saw one attractive guy in his room with the door open and he motioned me to come in which I did. We exchanged pleasantries and then he asked if I was a top or bottom and I said bottom. Unfortunately so was he. We both said too bad and I left and began my hunt for a nice cock to fuck me, but no other interest. After about an hour of this I decided to leave in another 15 minutes if nothing happened. Then it happened, a guy about my age walked up to me and asked if I wanted to go to his room and I said yes. I followed him thinking finally something was going to happen. We kissed and played with each other for about 10 minutes when he leaned back and asked if I’d be interested in having a friend who was there join us. I thought “jackpot”! He asked me to leave his room while he went to get him. I went to the pool and hot tub and after about 10 minutes walked by his room again and the door was open. I peeked in and saw him and 2 other guys one of which I recognized from the previous bottom incident, but the new guy was hot and had a really fat uncut cock. They told me there names were Louis, Larry and Terry, Terry being the one with the nice fat cock. They invited me in and I sat between all of them with Louis and Larry on the ends and Terry in the corner with his legs spread. I couldn’t resist and I started playing and then sucking him. The other 2 guys didn’t seem to be all that interested in playing but sat on either end of the bed watching. Not wanting to beat around the bush, I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. His cock got really hard, fatter and about 7”. I went to town and started really sucking and was actually able to deep throat him and gagged every once in a while. This got him going and he became more forceful and asked if I was ready to get fucked. Hell yeah I was! Everyone rearranged on the bed with me on my back on the edge of the bed and Terry on the floor. I did some poppers and raised my legs. He lubed his cock and my ass and started to message my hole and pushing one and then two fingers in. I relaxed some and he then started rubbing his cockhead on my asshole. That really makes me crazy and I relaxed a littIe more. I was a little concerned because I had never had such a fat cock but he knew what he was doing and after starting to push in, my ass opened up and his cockhead entered me, and it felt amazing! He continued pushing his cock in until he was buried balls deep! He began to slowly fuck me and I was moaning and raising my legs higher trying to get every inch of that fat big cock inside of me with each push in! I was in heaven! The other two guys started playing with my nipples which just makes me crazier. After about five minutes of getting fucked, someone asked if I minded if they opened the door so anyone walking by could see. It had been a fantasy of mine to get fucked so others could see so I said sure. He kept fucking and I was moaning and telling him to fuck me! I remembered that there was a sling out in the lounge and asked if he would fuck me in it because I had never been fucked in a sling and always wanted to try it. He said sure, pulled out and we proceeded to the sling. I got in and put my legs in the stirrups waiting for him to enter me again. Before he did, he said he thought I should have some training to become a bottom pig! I looked at him and told him to start the training! He pushed his cock inside my ass again and I could not believe how fantastic it felt to have his cock using my hole. He started fucking me slowly and told me that he can fuck for hours! I said I’d wanted to see how long I could take getting fucked. Before this my max was probably 15 minutes. He started to speed up and tell me he was going to make me his pig and that he was going use my hole for his pleasure at which time he suddenly rammed his cock in to the hilt! I took every bit of him and my head went back and I pushed back into him, I had never felt something so amazing! I was loving it. His cock felt incredible and he knew how to use it. He kept telling me how he was going to use my ass and it belonged to him and that I would have to satisfy him! He fucked me in the sling for over an hour alternating speed, side to side every so often and every motion that was driving me wild. At times he would speed up to the point that he was ramming his cock into my ass, really pounding me and I was telling him to fuck me harder and egging him on. I had never felt such a fantastic fuck and my ass was taking it all and wanted more! After an hour in the sling, he stopped and we went into the room where they had 2 leather stands that you lay on your stomach and get fucked doggie style. This proved to be too difficult because of our size differences. I said I wanted him to fuck me in the sling again. My ass was aching to feel that fat uncut cock inside again, just twitching to feel him in me again. He entered me again in one slam and my back arched at the sudden intrusion, but I fucking loved it. I wanted him to just keep fucking me and feel his cock sliding in and out and we did for at least another hour or two, not sure exactly because I lost track of time due to the tremendous sensations his cock was giving me and unbelievably my ass was taking it and wanting more. But I also wanted to feel him cum inside me and I told him. All the while he had been telling me what a good pig I was and I was learning what it means to be a dick whore! He had been alternating strokes and movements all along, but he finally went to a steady pounding and I could feel his cock getting even bigger and I started moaning and telling him to cum in me. He really started to pound my ass faster and with one final shove he buried his cock into me and began cumming. And cumming. And cumming! He just kept his cock buried deep inside of me while his whole body spasmed and jerked on top of me for at least two minutes. His jerks finally subsided and his body slumped on top of me. It was fantastic, had to have been the BEST FUCK IN MY LIFE and my ass took it all and I still wanted more. We lay together for a while with his cock still inside and finally we untangled and got up. He was nice enough to give me a ride back to my hotel at 3:30! We said good by and my ass still twitches when think of what a great fucker he was!

1. Brotherly Love Hi my name is Liam, I’m 18 years old and have a secret: I have worshiped my brother for as long as I can remember and whilst he is only 3 years older than me he, Ben, always acted and looked much older whereas I knew from early on that I am attracted to guys Ben ogling over shirtless men on TV, internet search men’s underwear pages and sneaking a peak in the school locker rooms. Ben’s naughty boyish smile that got attention wherever he went and could have any girls or boys he wanted as they couldn’t take their eyes off him. He always had a ready joke and was a prankster and clown at heart, always doing something to make himself laugh, usually at the expense of me. Sex was never spoken about at home, but I guess Ben realised my preferences as he always looked out for his nerdy bookish sibling when being called out “Gayboy” when being the last to be picked for school sports. In my fantasy I suspected my brother maybe Bi, if not gay because when he had friends to stay they shared his room, the guest in his bed and Ben supposedly on a put-you-up alongside. When puberty hit my cock had a mind of its own and I discovered wanking…now it made sense what those sounds in the next-door bedroom were all about. One-time hearing tell-tale sounds from within I burst in the room on the pretence of retrieving a book I had lent him to find them in bed, the friend on his back and my brother on top…” Fuck’s up with you?” he shouted as I stood open mouthed, “Can’t you see we’re practicing wrestling?” I shot out of the room and never mentioned it again, too afraid to ask for rear of the consequences but when they went out to the Park to play football I darted into his room went straight to the laundry hamper and there it was, a balled up old T-shirt with the now soaked in evidence of last night. I covered my face in it trying to smell and absorb Ben’s essence through the material, but to my disappointment, all I could smell was the intoxicating scent of his deodorant and washing detergent so I licked the damp patch for a taste of his salty cum and got an instant boner! I grabbed the shirt tossed on my bed and covered it under the duvet to become my cum-rag trophy. Throughout school and college Ben brought home a succession of girls but seldom for a second time and all dad said was, “That’s my boy!” I tried to hide my sexuality but think mum knew as I always batted away the question of “do you have a girlfriend or someone special yet?” with an answer of “I don’t want to disrupt my studies.” I got my thrills from catching Ben in the shower or bath and glimpses of him in his tight white boxer briefs that showed off his bubble butt and package brilliantly. I could never be quite sure how if Ben made a ‘show’ on purpose or I was just incredibly lucky catching him naked or semi-naked so often. However, when Ben left college, got himself a good job and moved into a small house with a work colleague for a housemate we saw less and less of one another. Occasionally Ben would come home for a good feed up and sometime brought Olly his housemate along too. They were always fun together, easy and relaxed in each other’s company and I remember once when mum asked Olly if Ben was getting into trouble playing the field with the girls in the office he replied, “Don’t worry Mrs Hart I’ll keep him straight!” Ben burst out laughing and behind mums back showed him his middle finger to Olly…but I saw it all. On my way to college I had to pass one of the skankier public toilets in town and quickly found out the joys to be had within as you could always get a good look at what’s on offer whilst standing at the urinal and being young I was always popular to be wanked or sucked off, never daring to going any further. One day on a free period I thought I’d spend the time in the cottage, but only found older guys who looked wolfishly at me. I was scared and ducked into the one empty stall available…and found a largish gloryhole. Immediately as I unzipped and dropped my trousers my cock sprang to life before I even sat down…I saw movement from the other side as a gorgeous veiny 8-inch uncut cock is pushed through. A primal feeling took over. I dropped to my knees without a hint of hesitation, eager to get close. I brought my face as close as I could, feeling the heat radiate off it, the strong masculine scent that suddenly pierced the air. The hard flesh moved lightly up and down with his breathing, excitement brewing as a pearl of pre-cum rose from the piss-slit and enticingly there was just enough space of the gloryhole for me to see some of his heavy shaved balls too. I was in heaven.

I got a date with a negative bear from this site either tomorrow or Saturday. Gonna raw breed his ass with a goal of pozzing him up so he can be a whore like he's always wanted to be. ?

Been pnp at locker room, but always before I get there and turn up really horny

Rawmen, I found another short but hot FTM vid clip. Enjoy! https://nathscarr.tumblr.com/post/174627363056/wcoastperv-hey-wanna-fuck-pussy-yeh-you-got-a

I have to eat what I stick my dick into----before, during and after the fuck.

I don't understand the appeal of scat. Nice ass tho.

@barecubtop - very good point. As a rule, if I'm not prepared, you're not getting close to my ass - no fingers, no cock, no tongue. Some guys are into scat and aren't so anal about it (pun intended). I am not. I prefer to be squeaky clean and I usually am - better to stay ready than have to get ready. I am not the rule, however, and you SHOULD be careful with your own health. No one is looking out for you in a hookup situation, except you.

As a top, I enjoy rimming certain asses before I fuck them (sort of depends on the situation and the body type of the guy I'm rimming, etc...). I do not enjoy being rimmed myself, although I won't stop someone if they insist. However... Last summer I had several digestive issues resulting from parasites and infections, ultimately resulting in my doctor wanting to do a colonoscopy to check things out. Everything checked out fine, and I've been a lot better since. But...thinking back on when those issues happened, I think it's safe to assume that the issues MIGHT have resulted from rimming and felching I had been doing. So, nowadays I haven't given up on rimming, but I'm more careful about asking if the bottom has cleaned out/showered or sniffing/feeling things out down there before I dive in. It's hot to do it, but a couple of those periods of digestives issues had me wanting to die...so...I'd rather be more careful/selective now. Perhaps that's why you're seeing that rimming as foreplay is not as prevalent?

hot story love it. I had just started doing meth and my buddy took me over to his dealer to get some stuff. He was a black guy in his early 20's 6 foot and had a swimmer build. well the dealer offered to get us high. he also was the first to slam me. when he did he made it really strong and then fucked me good.

Just finished breeding this hot barely legal HS boy, made sure his boy hole was fucked hard and deep before leaving three loads of my toxic cum inside him, he made the hottest sounds too as I slammed my raw dick deep inside him, can’t wait to use his hot body again soon...

You should let him fuck you with that hole full of rival-seed.

There are a lot of size queens around. As long as you can get your cock up a hole and empty your balls up there, no reason why you shouldn't top. I'd let you.

Either post it to this site or don't post it at all!! I am too "social mediad out" to have to sign up for tumblr just to read a story.

Way back in the mid to late 90’s, when HIV was still pretty much doom sentence, I was in NYC for the weekend with my huzband (tho of course not married at the time). He was working Thurs and Friday, which gave me time to play on my own. We were monogamous and bb w each other, so I was cheating. Of course I had a laundry list of rules I imposed on myself to rationalize my behavior and keep it in bounds. So this Friday lunch time, I headed out to a place . . . was it on 2nd or 3rd Ave, below Gramercy Park? It was a basement. Unimproved. Just a basement space under a 19th century building. Imagine - concrete floor, brick walls, low ceilings, musty smell. It was like they hadnt even swept it in years. There was like a circular pattern of movement with booth like separate spaces around the perimeter. And almost pitch black. There were enough dudes that guys were doing the whole cant-decide-there-must-be-someone-better circuit after circuit. So I was amazed at my luck I wound up in a booth with this Marky Mark built dude. I could feel his musculature because we were all over each other - feeling, snogging, humping, all standing up because there was no sitting on that floor. It was animal passion the two of us. I could not believe my luck because he was built! He was also in some sort of uniform from a garage or gas station, which added to how much my mind was blown inthe moment at how hot it was . . . blue collar muscle dude fucking around with me on his break. We were writihing together, trading bent over blow jobs. I even put my tongue in his ass. It is not something I normally do, but seriously, he wanted it and who wouldnt want to lick that Marky Mark body all over? After doing that I stood up. He backed his ass up to my big, hard, and leaking dick. With all that pre cum and spit my mushroom head popped into his hole. Completely verbotten! Completely taboo. This was pre “bareback”. This wasjust plain unsafe. As soon as my naked dick went in him, he tensed up and blew his load onto the floor. With his head thrown back, I had my dick head naked in his ass, and my tongue in his ear when he blew. FUCK! I still have no idea what he looked like, it was dark. He split. I stroked my load out alone and left. I was cheating and went way over the line. My hottest dark room experience.

I felt someone touch my balls. They were being stretched and squeezed. I could feel something being tied around my sack and then I felt it pulled tight. I gasped into my gag. My balls felt like they were in a cast iron grip and they were being pulled upwards away from my body, away from my hole. They were tied to my collar keeping them tight and out of the way. My hole was on display and it was pulsing. It needed something to hold. It needed feeding. It needed it now. I felt something circling my hole. I could not tell if it was a finger or not. It was pointed. I could feel pressure and whatever it was slowly entered me. It felt good. It slowly was pushed into me then it stopped. What was happening. Then I felt it. Someone was turning something. My hole was being opened. My hole was being stretched. I could feel my hole getting bigger. Then as suddenly as it started it stopped. I felt something being placed in the opening. It was cold. Ice cold. My hole was being filled to the limit. Whatever it was it was started burning. My ass felt like it was on fire. I was starting to sweat. My ears were starting to ring. Everything was begining to echo. I was going into my own world. I blacked out. I don't know how long is was out but when I came to I was aware of something being pushed into my hole. It was big. It was long. It felt amazing. My hole was being fucked. The guy was big and I could sense he was holding back. He saw that I was awake. That's what he had been waiting for. He withdrew his enormous cock to the enterance and in one quick move he rammed it back into the hilt. I screamed but all you could hear was a mumbling into the gag. He pulled out again and rammed it back in. It felt amazing my hole felt like it was being ripped in two but he wasn't stopping. He was getting faster and harder. He was making every inch of his cock count. My insides were being rearranged by his massive member. Then all of a sudden I heard a massive roar start and I felt his cock start to swell even more and then I felt his load shoot deep inside me. It felt like it was on fire. 10 squirts at least filled my hole and as his last shot was buried deep inside me he pulled out. My hole was gaping and his load was starting to leak out. A large ug was then placed in my hole and rammed right in. What was in my hole was going no where fast. My restraints were released and someone helped me to my feet. I was walked a few steps and then layed down on my back. My hands were tied above my head and then my feet were tied and raised giving access to my hole. Someone spoke. The master has graciously given this person his greatest gift. He now carries his DNA. It is now your turn to welcome him as part of this family. Everyone here tonight will plant there seed deep inside this willing hole. No one may leave until they have fulfilled there duty. My arm was then tied of again. I felt a slight pinch and the tie was removed. I coughed hard. It felt stronger than last time but no sooner had I stopped coughing than I felt the first cock ram deep into my hole. I don't know how many people fucked me. It was at least 20 but could be a lot more. I was kept high and slipt in and out of consciousness. When I finally came too. I was dressed and sitting in my car. My ass felt numb. There was a note on the passenger seat which said I hope we have fulfilled your fantasy. You now carry our family DNA. Your duty is to pass it on to others. When we require your help we will be in contact. There was no signature. There was no contact details but I knew that when the call came I would be there to spread the love.

I didn't fuck pussy since 1999, and I definitely prefer being fucked, but some of the FTM guys and their vids make me extremely horny. Somebody wrote previous he didn't know why and me neither. I'd really like to fuck a FTM guy while I hard dick breeds me.

Part 42 　 I felt myself sliding down onto my back, my legs almost automatically spreading open. His fingers probing deep inside my abuse hole, but feeling so good. All on my own I lifted my legs up higher and place them on his shoulders. As I did that his fingers drove even deeper into my hole, driving me almost insane with desire. Then I could tell he had all his fingers in me and rotating them as he drove them in and out. I was panting from the heat of the moment. Then I felt what seemed to be a pop and he leaned back smiling and looked me in the eyes and said, "oh, yeah, my whole hand just went in your ass, how does it feel?" My eyes almost bugged out of my head when he said that and I leaned forward to try and see it. I could see none of his hand down there, just his wrist and knew he had told the truth. Then he rotated his hand some and stroked my prostate and my head fell back as I almost yelled in ecstacy. OMG, the full feeling and no way to escape the movement on my prostrate and my own cock almost immediately jumped to full hardness. He continued to rotate his hand back and forth for awhile and precum was leaking out of my cock like a faucet. Then, all at once, he pulled his hand out of me, causing me to groan from the loss. With hardly any hesitation he drove his nice hard toxic cock back into me causing me to drive my ass up to meet his inward thrust. I needed that hard meat in me terribly now and drove my ass onto his cock as hard as he drove it into me. We were going faster and faster and harder and harder. At this pace, there was no way to last a long time. In something like, maybe, 5 minutes, he leaned back and told me to get ready. He drove into me a few more hard thrusts and then with a wild roar, drove his cock as deep into me as he could and I could actually feel his cock throbbing as he was cumming in me and then my own cock erupted also. And the night was still young.

My fuck flu hit like a freight train; night sweats, chills constant runs to the toilet with sickness and diarrhoea, so after weeks of this I of course shed weight to reappear now feeling better with a lean body, mean (gaunt) faced with a raging hard cock ready to breed and infect. No more bottom boy for me I’m ready to spread the love and share my toxic seed with anyone who wants it, knowingly or not. There was no joy from the hook up Apps so decided to hit the sauna after work this afternoon. I paid my entrance fee and was stripped down in the changing rooms when I heard a couple of twinks say, "Why do I find him so fucking hot?" asked one to the other "Because you have a death wish?" the other answered sarcastically, “look at how thin and wasted he is, he must be sick.” It caught my attention and my dick started to rise arcing upwards as the blood pumping through my veins took it to full hardness at the thought of breeding one or both guys. They stopped their chatter glared me for a brief moment before returning to their conversation. I couldn’t help but stop and stare at them, especially the one with his taught flawless swimmer’s body and chocolate brown hair that was an unruly mess and in desperate need of a cut. He caught me looking hungrily at him, our eyes fixed on each other’s eyes. “Fuck, those eyes mate.” Was his opening line, “They make me feel like you see into my soul, revealing all of my darkest secrets.” Yeah right! Cheesy opening line or what, I thought of Twink 1, but I was somewhat distracted as his friend, Twink 2, bent over to pick up clothing that had fallen out of their locker revealing his muscular ass, a ripe peach I wanted desperately to dig my fingers into while I slowly, deliberately fucked his face. Yep, I had it bad for these two guys. "You two look to be nothing but trouble.” I eventually said. “Yeah and you look to be a total bad ass, which is probably why I have the hots for you.” Twink 1 replied. I nodded right, "Maybe we should head inside…" draping my arms across their broad shoulders I ushered them into the Sauna, plopped down in to the Jacuzzi and immediately one was kissing me, wet sloppy kisses, tongues jousting, exploring every crevice of my mouth. The other, I told him where to go, nestling his face in my hairy chest letting him chew on my right nipple, as he slowly jacking my super hard and impatient to fuck cock. I hadn’t cum in weeks, I daren’t let his hand continue wanking me or I’d shoot, wasting the precious cargo, so I lifted myself up to the jacuzzi edge, “Boys it’s time to move next door to the fuck bench…that’s what you’re here for, right, to get fucked?” Twink 1 was eager and willing, up and out of the jacuzzi and good to go whilst his friend just stood there, staring at me, a mix of fear and shock contorting his face. “you are clean, aren’t you?” was all he said. “Yeah, look I’ve just been in that sanitised jacuzzi so I’m chemically clean.” “Nah, you know what I mean, you’re not bugged up are you?” “No, disease free the last time I was tested.” I proudly proclaimed, which was true, I just hadn’t bothered to go to the clinic after I got knocked up. Satisfied with my reply, “That’s OK then” was all he said before skipping off to join his pal in the next room where the fuck bench had been replaced by what looked to be from the dim light emanating from the TV by a scuzzy stained old mattress as the screen played bareback porn of a Twink being roughly raped and bred by a muscled jock daddy. “On all fours boys” I demanded, “Head down arse up, just the way I love to fuck.” The pair immediately got in to position, with Twink 1 saying, "You can do whatever you want to me" “Oh, I intend to mate.” Somewhere behind I heard a door close, then some movement in a dark corner of the room. I waited to see what would happen. Either someone was going to beat the shit out of me, maybe even try kill me for taking advantage of two Twinks, or he was just going to watch. Whatever, it all added to the frisson of the occasion of my first pozzings making the hairs on the back of my head raise and my cock quiver in anticipation. They were quiet once they felt the mattress moving as I crawled onto it. I moved into position above Twink 1, slid my pre-cum leaking big cock above the crevice of his butt cheeks. He responded by pushing his ass up to me…he heard me spit into my hand, then felt my bony fingers wet his hole, one, two and now three prodded and probed his most intimate opening, he squirmed around and grunted on my fingers as they dug in to the delicate flesh. He heard me spit again this time to lube up my cock and shaft, then gently pressed the head of my dick between his cheeks, keeping the pressure up and pop, right into his hole. I took in a deep breath and slowly drove my thick cock deep into him, filling his ass in a positive way it had never been filled before. This wasn’t the first time he’d been fucked as he knew a few tricks to ward off the possibility of pain, but I made sure my thick cock still caused some initial discomfort as once I was in deep as I could be, I began pumping my cock in slow, short thrusts, changing directions but keeping him full. The feeling was so wonderful, I soon switched into a slow, long stroke that soon had me panting for breath in excitement. Twink 2 silently waited his turn transfixed by the big, bold imagery on the TV screen before him. He soon jumped as I jabbed two fingers in his peachy tight hole, “Ummph! Ahhhh fuck! Shit it hurts.” I ripped my fingers out and slapped his left butt cheek with a crack and immediately a red hand print welt appeared. “Shut the fuck up and take it like a man.” He did as instructed. I sense he is biting his lip as I resume shoving my fingers in, “Push back like you’re going to shit” I bark at him and he complies instantly allowing both digits in to my knuckles allowing my to locate and scrape across his prostate, “Ummmm, Oh yeah! Don’t stop doing that…Ahhhh!” is all I hear from him now. “Fuck me, please fuck me, I need your cock. I need it NOW!” I pull out of Twink 1, his now damaged chute slick with dangerous pre-cum the little tares already letting my deadly DNA invade his bloodstream and slam straight into Twink 2. My cock marking my first victims as I squeeze out as much pre-cum to ease the way and soon I feel my cockhead massaging his prostate. His cunt already feels wet and with every luxurious stroke my tempo quickens and I felt my body tingle all over, my nipples becoming erect, sending little jolts of pleasure shooting through my body as they brush over the sweaty body beneath me. For his part, Twink 2 just lays there, squirming and moaning as he set my body on fire with passion, a passion to infect. I knew I would not last too much longer so began fucking harder and harder until I am slamming my long, thick cock all the way out and back into him with every thrust. My big HIV loaded balls slapping against his taint, my sweat splashing down. Suddenly my bashing his prostate hit blast off as he shook like he was about to explode, then screamed with ecstasy as he pumped his load all over the messy mattress leaving his own mark in half a dozen blasts. I held on to his flesh for dear life as his trembling sphincter squeezed down on my shaft bringing me closer and closer to a poisoning orgasm which climbed with each thrust, edging me to a point of madness before I finally reached my breaking point. "FUCK! I'm cumming! Take it, Take it" I screamed into the darkness as each toxic thrust became more erratic, more powerful, I stopped pumping, then abruptly slammed in deep and unloaded days’ worth of venom from my balls into his battered and cum frothy ass. “Wow! Fuck, that was the best fuck of my life” he gasped. Collapsing on top of him, I pumped my cock deep in him for another few minutes, God I was so horned up at what I had just done. I wanted to go again, but had Twink 1 waiting for attention so reluctantly I pulled out, rolled off him and laying face up on the mattress watched the man emerge from the shadows, cock in hand, his body a mass of intricate tribal tattoos and yet as I studied them I immediately noticed biohazard tats hidden within the designs. I smiled and nodded approval as he knelt down and rammed his cock in to the freshly fucked Twink 2 right there on the bed next to me. All the time whilst this had been happening Twink 1 had been respectfully waiting…and now his buddy, being fucked slowly and gently by the stranger, watches me intensely, hypnotized by my slow rhythmic wanking teasing out copious amounts of toxic pre-cum from the angry red piss slit from the rough fuck I had just given him. I wink at him and thought about the HIV flowing from my cock ready to infect this young lad waiting for me to act which only made my cock pulse to a super hard weapon as I move forward and smear the deadly viscus liquid around Twink 1’s pink hole. I lined my drooling poz cock against his puckered hole, “I think you’re ready to be my slutty little bottom boy. That’s what you want isn’t it?” I asked He nodded, I had him in my power. I felt a rush going through me I pumped some precum onto the ring of his pink winking hole and rubbed my big mushroom head against it. He grunted as the head popped in, then yelled out loud as I slammed the whole length in to the root, my balls resting on his butt cheeks momentarily, I use my hands to spread his ass open wide and as I did this, I leaked more precum into his chute and thought about pozzing the boy. “There’s my little bottom boy. I knew you’d show your true self. Such a tight hole. Such a hungry hole,” I tell him as I ease back and work more cock in, sliding in and out working it deeper and deeper and it got easier with my precum lubing the walls of his ass. I wasn’t going to last long, though, I started pistoning more aggressively on the tight hole, slap, slap, slap, skin on skin is the only sound I hear. I look down at how my shaft was penetrating that pink ring. His hole gripped my cock, the ass lips elongating as I drag my dick out, then pushed back in as I bottom out on the next in stoke. He yelped and winced, but seemed a real natural bottom boy, “Oh yeah, fuck yeah, so close so close to filling your hole up with cum. Take it. Take that big dick. Earn that cum load right out of my cock,” I was urgent to impregnate and knock up his cunt. "your ass is great, I can't hold back my load much longer. do you want me to cum?". He replied with a loud moan then whispers, "yes". "Inside you?".... "Yessss. come inside me!" is the now urgent response. "No matter what?"... "Just do it!". "Are you sure? I will knock you up...your ass will be mine, forever...” “Yeah! Make it yours". Suddenly the connection is broken, a hand slaps Twink 2 across his face. “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” I hear and watch as he cranes his head back at the anonymous guy fucking him. “I want you to remember this, always look in to the guy’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” than announces, “I’M CUMMING!!!!” And between hard rasping breathing, “I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, CLAIMING IT AS MINE.” Then turning to me says, “FILL HIS CLEAN HOLE!” nodding in the direction of Twink 1. I pick up my pace, punctuate each thrust with a grunt as I feel hot, quickly followed by that familiar tingle deep in my balls, rising fast, too fast, no stopping it now, I grunt. "I'm cumming" plunging my dick in as deep in his ass as I can. “Aaaaagh!” I felt my shaft pulse and my cock slit open wide as my dick unleashes toxic cum with each orgasmic twitch of my shaft, Poz cum blasts out coating his unprotected ass, spewing my poison firing red hot swimmers burrowing deep inside the torn and ripped soft tissue of his ass walls. I wait a few seconds firing yet more as I start fucking him hard again. "Oh yeah, I'm still coming... do you feel my toxic cum breeding you?". His head does a double shake as I know he’s registered the word 'toxic', there’s no “STOP!” or frantic, “Pull out” but he simply pushes back impaling himself deeper on my weapon, forcing my charged DNA deeper in to his battered colon. “Ummm you’re one well bred bitch!" I moan and lick his ear as I continue fucking making sure that every ounce of demon seed is well massaged into his gut. Both me and the other Top pull out together, high five and simultaneously look down at our still rock-hard dicks for evidence of a positive conversion; seeking blood stains amongst the cum and ass juice slick sheen of our dick skin. Pleased with the result of my likely first Pozzings we leave the cum dumps ready for the group of guys who gathered around as together we hit the showers to wash away the evidence. I feel elated, puff my chest out and just know I have the biggest grin plastered on my face. Life is sweet.

Part 3 Dante While the slam began to flow through Chris’s body and he began to cough I was positioning my hard poz cock at the entrance to his neg virgin ass. Once his coughing stopped and I could see the change in him that I knew the slam would bring I directed Chris to look into the mirror above the sling as I readied to slip inside him. Chris As my coughing began to stop I stared to feel this strong urge deep inside me as I looked up at the masculine man standing between my legs. He told me to look up at the mirror above me where I could see he dark brown cock resting against my ass. Dante seemed to be teasing me as he would push a little against my hole as if he was going to insert his cock only to pull back. This was starting to drive me crazy to the point I was starting to try and move my ass to get him to finally give me what he knew, and finally I admired to myself, I needed…… his cock I my ass. I asked, no, I begged and pleaded for Dante to give me his cock. I watched as he began to push forward as his cock easily slipped inside me finally giving me a feeling of completeness. While I watched his cock slide inch by inch into me I couldn’t help but moan. Some how I knew it was my place, no my duty to give him pleasure as he finally bottomed out balls deep in me. He rested there as I watched him take a syringe and administer his own slam. After he was done I could see a change in him, change I would come to desires and enjoy as I felt his cock spasm inside me as knew he was cumming. He leaned into me and we kissed as he slowly pulled his cock back before driving back in my hole. Dante As usual I shot a huge load of my poz cum right after I administered my slam. It was now time to start fucking this boy and turn him into my personal fuck toy. I took it slow to start known he was a virgin. I knew in the he’d learn that his place was you please me, the seed was already planted in his drugged up mind the next step to cement it as a permanent part of his place in life was going to be easy. I fucked him for a nearly an hour before I was ready to give him another load of my dirty seed. I looked down at him asking him, “What do you want?” The instructions I had given him earlier were still fresh in his mind when he answered, “I want you to get me pregnant, knock me up, cum inside me.” It was at that moment I knew I had him and that he knew it too, his ass belonged to me. Chris As I was asking Dante to give me his cum, you knock me up and impregnate me I had a sudden flash from school. My religious, uptight parents didn’t let me take sex ed, but I had heard it from several of my classmate who had about save sex and STD's wondering if this strong, healthy got who had helped me discover what, or actually, who I really am could give me anything more then his cum. I start to beg Dante more and more to cum in me, it was more then just a request it was a desire. For some reason I didn’t feel satisfied unless Dante was cumming inside me. I knew when Michael fucked his girlfriend the never used a condom and always shot his wad in her. Dante deserved the same from me as I felt his cock grow thicker and harder before he trusted one more time seeming to go deeper inside me as he delivered his seed. The more Dante fucked me the more I stared to think how much I needed him to not just fuck me, but cum inside me. At one point I reached turn thinking I’d stroke my own cock to discover that I was not just soft but it seemed that my own cock get shriveled up. Dante looked down at me when a shit eating grin telling me, “You are a true bottom bitch, can’t get hard when a real man fucks you. I told you that you're nothing more than my fuck hole and I know as I look into your eyes that you’re enjoying it.” I am not sure how long Dante fucked me, but he seemed to sense that we needed a break when he suggested we take a dip in the pool than head into the house to grab some well deserved sleep in his bed. He helped me out of the sling . and on to my feet as he steadied me allowing my legs to respond after being in that position all night long. We left the pool house and dove right into the refreshing water. Dante swam over to me giving me a gentle hug and a kiss before we made our way out of the pool. There were a few new faces now and without a word I could tell Dante was using is crew that I was his and to leave me alone as we made our way through the house to his bedroom. Along the way he stopped to tell one of his crew something before we reached his bedroom. We climbed to his bed as he got behind me n and pulled me close against his naked body. I should feel his cock growing hard and knew he wouldn't be satisfied unless he had my ass one more time. It seemed my body knew that as well when I instinctively began to push back trying to get how cock back inside me. Dante’s cock slid inside me as if it was to be its home from now on. It was at that moment I realized that my ass belonged to Dante. This fuck was more animalistic since it seemed Dante was looking to get off fast. As brutal as it seemed I had no complaints knowing the only thing he wanted was a good orgasm to help him sleep. It only till a few minutes before he was shooting his load inside me again before we drifted off to sleep when his semi hard cock still legged inside me.

Part 2 I then asked, “Don’t we have a party to get to?” Dante answered, “Fuck yeah, but I need to make a stop at my place to get more ‘supplies’.” Dante We pulled up to my crib and I pulled into my garage. After turning the engine off I quick shut the garage door and invited Chris inside while I prepare ‘supplies’ I was going to take to the party. He went to put his shirt back on when I stopped him, “I sure you’re still hot from the T for smoked cause I know I am, besides you got a nice bod, you should show it off.” As usual there were a few members of my crew there are their bitches. Although I am gay, most of my crew is straight. I introduced Chris to all that were in my crib especially my two gay boys. As Chris was busy with two of the gay boys in my crew, one of them asked, “Hey boss is he?” I answered, “He is, he just don’t know if yet. Nothing like a little Tina and Gina to bring the gay out in a gay boy in denial. Can you fix him a drink and make sure he’s got a well packed pipe while I get things prepared.” I let Chris know, “These boys are going to keep you entertained while I'm getting things ready” as I headed to my bedroom Chris was already given the G laced drink and was escorted into the living room. I headed out you the pool house to get things ready once Chris was tweaking on Tina and strong in the hold of Gina. Chris Dante left me with a few of the guys hanging out at his place. I had my drink in hand, a pipe sitting on the table, with a torch. I didn’t hesitate as I sipped my drink I began to smoke the pipe. As I quickly was nearly the end of my drink I continued to smoke the pipe and noticed that two of Date's guys were with this girl that was apparently there for the drugs. One of the guys was black and clearly in charge and the other was white guy and clearly the follower. They were but working this petite Hispanic girl over right there in the presence of myself and the two guys sitting with me. As I watched the Hispanic girl get fucked, I looked up at the 50” TV which had gay porn playing. I had never seen anything like this before and couldn’t take my eyes off the screen. That was until I noticed the two guys that had been sitting with were half naked, making out. Between the porn on the TV and the guys progressively getting into it next to me I was feeling incredibly horny. As the Hispanic girl was getting pounded by the black dude while the white dude was getting his dick, a nice dick actually, sucked. I looked over at the two dudes next to me to see the one guy sitting in the other guy’s lap as they faced each other still kissing. They were both half naked (from the waist down) as I watched a hard cock push into the one guy's ass. I could hear him moan as the hard cock pushed an the way inside. I was so memorized I didn’t notice it when Dante sat beside me on the couch, grabbed the pipe from me and lit up telling me to finish my drink. I gulped what was left in the glass, just less than half the glass. Dante told me we were going to shotgun this hit just before he started to suck in the smoke as it built up in the bowl. Dante I entered the pool house to find it in the condition I expect it to be left in, clean and ready for use. Three wrist and ankle restrains were I place, I prepare several points, had the tourniquet, alcohol preps and cotton balls ready. I had plenty off Gatorade with GHB already added. I checked the hidden cameras to be sure to record all the action especially when I get Chris to ask for his slam, when he begs me to fuck him and finally when he asks me to breed him. When finally had the pool house prepared when the necessary essential that were sure to not only bring the gay out of this boy, help him realize and accept his real self and hopefully cement him as my fuck toy it was time to head back inside and see what condition Chris was in after spending time with my crew. I walked back into the house to find my two straight boys spit roasting this Hispanic chick while my two gay boys were fucking on the couch right next to Chris who kept shifting his eyes from the gay porn on the TV with the action going on next to him all the time rubbing his free hand on a very clear hard cock. It was clearly evident to me that he had no interest in the fucking going with the Hispanic chick. Chris didn’t notice my rejoining him until I grabbed the pipe out of his hand. I noticed he had almost half of his drink left. I told him to finish his drink which he drank down in nearly one gulp. I started to heat the Tina in the bowl telling Chris that we were going to shotgun the next hit. Chris was still shifting his eyes between the TV, the fucking going on right behind me, and my actions with the pipe. I sucked in as much smoke as I could, leaned over to Chris who leaned towards me causing our lips to meet sealing them together. Chris began to breathe in before I had the chance to exhale the vast amount of Tina I had sucked into my lungs. Chris stopped once his lungs were filled with the Tina I had expelled from my body. Although Chris had finished inhaling he didn’t make an effort to pull away from our lip lock. I made no effort to make more of this simple kiss then what it was presently. Chris surprised me when I sensed he was about to blow the smoke back into my waiting mouth. I quickly accepted his offering breathing down what Tina remained. This time I decided it was time to push things a little further. I flicked my tongue ever so gently so that it quickly brushed against his lips. Chris broke off or lip lock causing me to think he needed more T and/or G. He took the pipe from my hand while checking the noisy fuck behind my back proclaiming we do another shotgun. Once he had sucked in all the smoke he could we once again sealed our mouths when each other and I accepted the smoke from Chris. This time after I had taken in all of his Tina smoke he surprised me by letting his tongue gaze against my lips. After Chris you the Tina smoke back from me we began to kiss. Our tongues freely explored each others mouths. From the sound my gay boys were making I knew they were getting close to climaxing. As we continued to kiss I could hear them talking about breeding. The bottom for asking the top, “You gonna breed my ass?” The top was responding with, “Fuck yeah I’m gonna breed your tight ass when my dirty seed bro. You ready to get knocked up? You want me to get you pregnant?” The bottom began to yell out, “YES! FUCK YES! GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE ME YOUR DIRTY LOAD! GET ME FUCKING PREGNANT” The top stud screamed out “FUCK” as he could clearly seen in pure ecstasy as he unloaded deep inside the bottoms ass. As I had hoped all this action when the T & G fueling his brain was taking him where he needed to be tonight. I pushed things a little further when I moved my hand to his hard cock freeing his hand which instinctively found my hard cock. We continued to kiss as the gay boys moved from the couch to the floor flipping so the let could get a good fuck and load. I pulled my mouth from his allowing me to pay attention to his neck and ears. As I gently pushed him down towards my crotch. It didn’t the much before his mouth found the tip of my cock. While rubbing the back of his head and neck I used my other hand to pop open my cargo shorts which would allow better access to my cock if Chris wanted more of my poz cock. Chris hesitated for a brief second before pulling it free and licking the tip then licking the shaft. It was time to plant seeds in his drugged up brain. I asked him, “You liking that black cock?” The only response he gave as he started to take the head of my cock into his mouth was a ‘yes’ nod. While Chris had his head I my lap I reached over and loosened his jeans allowing me access to his ass. I quickly found his hole and began to play with it eliciting a quiet moan. With attention on my cock I worked to slip a small shard of Tina into his unsuspecting ass. I continued to rub his head and continued, “How’d you like to become part of my crew? I would really like to have you hanging around when you’re able. I know how parents can be filling your head with what’s expected of you. You are starting to discover your true self, who you want are and I know you’re enjoying the real Chris.” Chris’s silence along with his efforts on my 9 poz cock which by now was hard as steel and supplying Chris an ample supply of my poz pre-cum. An affirming moan escaped aims my cock as Chris doubled his efforts at getting more of his cock into his mouth. Understanding his desire and hunger I applied a little pressure to the back of his head as his throat slipped into his throat. I could sense a feeling of accomplishment from Chris as his throat began to massage my cock as it was lodged in his throat. I allowed him to pull off and some for needed air before he moved back down getting even more of my cock into his throat. This not was hungry and ready. I reaffirmed my desire to have him in my crew. He was to become my personal fuck toy, and with continued work on his oral skills he’d become me hell of a cock sucker. He’d service only me and maybe select friend and business associates. I was fairly sure the wheels were spinning in the drugged up boys brain as he was trying to comprehend all that was going on, just the way I had intended the night to go for him. As Chris continued to work his mouth and throat on my cock I let my soon you be fuck toy know, “You don't have to worry, your responsibility will be to me and only me. I have no intention in having you sell or transport the drugs I sell. The only thing I want from you is the pleasure of your mouth and ass. If you agree up this we’re going to go out to the pool house. Once inside this is what you’re you say and do you show me you accept all that I will give you and become what you were meant to be.” Chris I couldn’t completely understand what was happening to me. All I knew was that I had a growing desire to get as much of Dante’s cock inside my mouth and, with Dante’s help, into my throat. I will had a picture of the two guys that fucked I the couch next to us that were now I the floor continuing there fucking. I tried to concentrate I what Dante was asking and telling me about becoming part of his crew. The thought of that excited and stimulated me on ways I couldn’t understand. A chock part of me was scared at the idea, a bigger part of my brain was excited at the new found freedom I was discovering with Dante. He repeated what I was to say and do once we were I the pool house having me repeat it all back to him before we were to head out to the pool house. As we rose from the couch both of us lost our shorts leaving Dante completely naked and me in a pair a bright blue Andrew Christian boxer briefs. Dante made a comment on how nice my ass looked in them as he led me out the patio door. The first thing I notice was the pool with a jacuzzi on the side near what appeared to be the pool house. I guess I was staring at the water when Dante told me, “We’ll most likely take a dip in the pool later when we need a break” just as we were walking through the door to the pool house. Dante leaned when you kiss me on the lips signaling me to start. I immediately began, “Dante, I want to be part of your crew. Please slam me, then fuck my virgin ass. Please knock me up, give me your DNA and mark me as yours.” We kissed some more as he helped me climb into the sling, helping me get my feet I the stirrups and making sure my ass was right were he wanted it to be to give him to access. I was expecting him to slam me, what ever a slam is, but was caught surprisingly off guard when he got between my legs and began to lick my ass sending waves of pleasure ran through my body. This new simulation was driving me crazy that the only thing that was in my brain was to repeat what Dante asked me to say earlier. Dante was getting my hole hot and wet as he began to occasionally slip a finger inside as he worked to open me up for me big black cock. Suddenly I felt him push a rough object inside my ass as he commented, “Damn boy, none got a nice hole here, nice and hungry I bet. I’ve got three fingers inside you and your hole is trying to suck my hand issue. Don’t worry, I like a nice, tight ass.” I felt an incredible emptiness when Dante pulled his fingers from inside me. He moved to my left side where place a strap around my upper arm as he used an alcohol pad to rub a spot, before he picked up an orange capped syringe telling me, “If you think your ass is hungry and feeling empty now, it’s about to be even more hungry then you ever thought possible. All your going to want to do is concentrate on that hole and the pleasure you will be giving me which will bring pleasure to you.” I remained perfectly still without having to me to do so as I felt a sight pinch when Dante slipped the needle into my vein. He pulled the plunger slightly back getting a little bit of my blood I the barrel before he began to slowly empty the entire clear liquid into my body. He told me a little of what to expect as he snapped the quick release strap causing the strap to fall from my arm and, as Dante had told me, I began a strong caughing fit.

Fuck, man, so hot. As if Dad/Son stories aren't hot enough -throw in pozzing and it's just plain amazing! Can't wait to read what comes next . . .

Fuck yeah! What happens next? 1on 1? Then groups? Does dad take all his clothes and make him service strangers 24/7? My hard leaking dick can't wait for more.

Nothing like a devils dick in a sluts hole to get the night started; then top after top slides in easily. Great feeling for the tops; equally great for the sluts I should think.

My husband loves for me to get fuck, and bred in our bed by other men. I do it almost every day.

It's always hot for me when a hungry married bottom guy invites me over to fuck and breed him in his marital bed. Tons of fun! Especially love when they're wearing their wedding ring, married guys always have the sweetest tightest holes, and plow them extra good. Only a couple weeks back, an older married guy with kids invited me over while his wife was away to fuck him. We chatted, I came by, and was naked in his bed within minutes. He had a really sweet hole, left him dripping, and his kids were in the other room! The whole thing was hot. I snuck in through the garage. We had a very hot time together, he said he orgasmed like he hadn't in years. Hope he got the stains out of the sheets though He certainly wasn't the first married guy I have fucked, and I'm sure won't be the last!

This thread is fucking hot! I'm married and have never taken off my wedding ring when I fuck other guys. My hubby also doesn't take off his ring when he gets fucked by others. I think it is definitely the naughtiness of it

Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): cesar Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 310-908-9972 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): 10009 Times you're generally not available: 9-7 tuesday-saturday Age: 29 Height: 5'7 Weight: 170 Ethnicity: latino

Back Stories: Mike You can't get to the point (pun intended) of riding the Devil without some help from some amazing men. Here is the first of a series of "back stories" regarding the people who got me to this level of FFun and Piggyness. Mike. ----------------------------------------------------------------- I remember the very first time, the moment exact moment when it all began. Before that, I never liked having my ass played with. I was 1975 and I was 28 and considered myself a 100-percent top. I would never let anyone touch my ass. Then, I saw this man in the Rawhide. He wore full leather, had massive shoulders, a wicked smile, and was flagging red / orange on both sides. Over the following weeks, we bantered and verbally spared. I later found out that he was 46. This guy was such a fucking stud. Over 6ft 4 inches, black hair streaked with gray, dense beard, hard razor-sized nipples with massive nip rings, and amazing piercing green eyes. Then the bantering was over, I bedded this “older” man. Well, actually, I relented and he bedded me. When I finally got the chance, I fucked him long and hard, working his nips in the process, getting us both off multiple times in that first night. But he had conditions, he would only let me fuck him when he was fingering my ass. And, I let him. The affair lasted about six months, but by then my hole had gotten use to being played with. In that last month, before he left for San Francisco, he changed the rules." Each time I fucked him, he fuck me in return. As hard as I fucked him, he fucked me harder and more brutally. Then one day he packed up and departed of the Coast. That’s when I started getting fucked by other men. It was a rare event at first, but eventually it became my thing. I got off on having a big dick opening up my ass. I was getting off by having some big man climb on top of me, and I’d make him fuck me the way I liked it, working my nips hard and: • Pulling his dick all the way out and then plunging it back in • Fucking me with just the head and then suddenly driving it deep into my ass • Deep hard penetrations • Battering my guts with his cock I love long deep hard punishing fucks! I started to think with my ass and not my dick. On a trip to London, I even hooked up with some biker-trash trick. He turned me on to the joys of PnP. In that first riding of the dragon, he slipped a hand inside of me. I came instantly. After I returned to New York and over the next months, fists became easier and easier to take. First one fist, then two was my need, actually my demand. Eventually, I got into punch fucking, and pushed my over stretched envelope. In those dark days of grease and Tina, I would find some horny fucker and let him push his fist up my ass followed by his cock and balls. I could feel his fist deep in me and wrapped around his stiff cock deep in my ass as he spewed his load, draining his embedded balls. I left my "date" on more than one occasion with Crisco and ass-snot running down my legs, staining my 501s. At a party in an abandoned warehouse, I found this one major twisted ffister, Mack. He found me well tweaked and in a sling in a dark corner of the room, and he just knew how to get me torqued, pushing all the right buttons. After some extensive twisted elbow deep fisting, he put me out of the sling and onto the floor on my back. Then he pulled an aluminum baseball bat from a bag and waved it in my face. He handed me the poppers, and told me that I had better “steel” myself. Taking the huge popper hit and holding it for a 10 count, I exhaled, and he slowly pushed the bat deep into me. He rolled it around for a good long time. Pulling it out to the head and pushing it in deep and hard. over and over again and raking my prostrate till I came. He worked my hole till all I could do was "dry" cum. When I was fully expended, Mack tossed the poppers to me, and then told me that I had better get ready for “ROUND TWO!” From the bag he retrieved a second bat and pushed it into my gaping mouth. I sucked on and felt its coldness. Taking a hit, he then twisted the first bat and skillfully worked the second in next to the first. Man, I don't know how I took the second aluminum bat. My ass ached and stretched and then I started to moan with pleasure. I could feel my sphincter stretching and staining to let the two bats take purchase. He abused my over stretched rosebud well into the night and as the sun rose the following morning he finally relented as I finally passed out. It took me over a week to just walk normally again. But, I was ready and wanted more! Two weeks later, I met Mack again back at the warehouse. This time he brought a “friend” with him. This friend, “Stick,” was some nasty piece of street trash, with a shaved head, and a twisted demented look in his deep-set black eyes. Stick was thin and wiry, and an acid freak. Over and over Mack kept saying that this man was “remarkable”. Mack did the “honors” and got us all well tweaked. Stick needed a double hit (and Mack came prepared) to reach our level of piggyness. Over the next hours, it was a nonstop pigfest, major amounts of fisting, fucking, sucking, and rimming. The three of us were on autopilot. I don’t know how long we were out it, but at some point, Mack turned me over on my back and climbed onto my chest. He started kissing me and working my nips, while he used his legs to push mine apart. Between our legs, Frank greased up both arms, and slowly started to push a clenched fist into each of our asses. Over the next hour or so, with steady pressure, he advanced until he was above his elbows. Then he quickly pulled out of us simultaneously. Our asses each emitted a loud sloppy “pop.” Wiping his hands off, he reached behind him and retrieved two spikes, each containing “K.” Stick took an alcohol swab and wiped off a spot on my ass. Then he hit me squarely in that spot with the spike. I took a deep hit of poppers, and he grunted, "GET READY FOR THE K HOLE,” and the floor seemed to drop from below me as the k hit my blood stream. Stick pushed and pushed hard as my ass opened wider and wider. I was riding his bicep before I knew it. Mack clamped down on my nips and kissed me as the K hit his blood stream. He started to buck hard as Stick pushed into him and within moments, he was on Stick's other bicep. From that moment on, I was addicted to fisting. Back Story – Mack My twisted biker fist buddy, Mac, was inventive to say the least. A week after our greasy workout with Stick, he started to leave me nasty phone messages and slipping random notes under my apartment door. They contained sly hints about our next encounter, a week long vacation the following week, with his bike club. Arriving home that Friday, I showered, did a deep clean out, changed into my leathers, threw some closes, toys, some spikes and favs into a pair of saddlebags. Throwing the bags over my shoulder, I headed to the garage to retrieve my ’52 K Harley. The bike had been pulled from its storage bin and sat in the middle of the garage. Mac was sitting on it when I arrived. Next to the bike was his fully restored ’33 “R” Harley. The night was warm and clear, perfect riding weather. Following his lead, we got on the FDR Drive, and then took the Taconic Parkway towards Albany. About 10 miles south of Albany, we exited the Parkway, riding on quiet country road, ending on an old farm road heading into the forest. Mac pulled over at a small clearing and we dismounted. I pulled a water bottle out of a saddlebag, and Mac retrieved his bottle of Jimmy Beam. He leaned over, grabbed my bottle, and threw it into the woods. Shoving the Beam in my hand, he said something about “starting to get ready.” I took a large swallow and handed back the bottle. We mounted up and about 15 minutes up the road, an old hunting cabin stood in a clearing surrounded by outbuildings and pens. Mac announced that, “We have arrived!” Pulling our bikes into a large shed (already containing over a dozen bikes), he grabbed my saddlebags and his, and we headed to the cabin. Smoke was rising from a stone chimney at the end of the building, and there were leather-clad bikers milling around on an expansive wrap-around porch. Mac introduced me around, referring to me as “fresh meat.” This was a crew of burley bearded men sporting lots of flannel and steel. Mac led me into the cabin, up a central staircase, and to a very small room at the end of a hall. The room contained just two cots and a small table with lamp. I quickly shed my leathers and boot, pulling on a well worn pair of 501s with the ass ripped open, and a T-shirt emblazoned on the front was “FIST ME and and on the back in bigger letters was " AND I'M YOURS.” Mac laughed and said that shirt was going to get me a lot of attention and a lot of "trouble," and that I better be careful about what I asked for …. I told him that I always ask for what I wanted / needed, and this was my way to get my message out loud and clear. If all else failed, since he brought me “up north” it would be his responsibility to do the deed. He started to say something, but some yelled up the stairs that dinner was ready. We all gathered in a large room with a blazing fireplace, a large well-worn table and over 20 chairs stood in the center, and abused overstuffed chairs lined one end of the room. A large man, with massive arms and belly, (I later learned it was the owner of the property, Pete), stood at the head of the table leaning over a large caldron. He bellowed that he had several announcements, as he ladled out bowls of a hardy hunter’s stew, which were passed to the seated men around the table. The first announcement was a welcome to the new and first time members of the Crew. Looking around he found me, asked me and this angry looking man to stand up. He introduced James and I and and thanked us for coming. He said that the crew had been informed earlier in the month that two new members would be joining them. He asked that a small jar be brought forward. He told James and I that we had to pull a number from the jar. The largest number would entitle the man to the "SEAT OF HONOR," next to him a the head of the table. He also told the assembled men that both James and I would be requiring their utmost attention during the wee, Then he commented on my shirt, and said that everyone should give me all the “special” attention they could muster, and hoped that I won the place of honor! James reached into the jar and it was handed to me. I pulled out a piece of paper and found a large "6" on it. When Pete called for the numbers, I yelled out "6" and James called out "2." The room erupted in applause, “oinks,” wolf-calls, and whistles. Someone behind me placed a lanyard over my head. Attached to it was a can of large can of Crisco and two bottles of poppers. Pete told me that I should keep the lanyard handy at all times, and then told me that there was a lot more, "should you run out!” He then asked me to sit at the place to his right at the head of the table. The room grew quite, as I moved to my assigned place. When I pulled the chair from under the table, embedded in the seat was a huge dildo. I looked from Pete to Mac, then at the chair seat. I pulled the Crisco’s lid off, dropped it on the table, reached into the can and grabbed a handful of the grease, slathered it on the head of the dildo and then on my ass. I grabbed the towel from the nearby wine bucket, wiped my hands as good as I could, and stood up on my chair. I opened the poppers, took a large hit, held it, and lowered myself slowly down on the dildo. The men in the room went wild, the noise filling the room. I took a second hit, and forced the entire dildo into my ass, and sitting firmly down on the seat of the chair. The volume of the noise increased as someone yelled out, “FUCK … HE TOOK THE ENTIRE THING!!!!” Pete looked at me and then raised his hands to quiet the crowd. He said, when the room was quiet, “Well Mac, you certainly know how to pick your fisting buddies” and then he turned to me and said, “If this is any indication of how this week is going to turn out, we are going to have an outstanding time!” “Someone give Mike a glass of “home brew” to keep him in the mood while I finish up a few other announcements.” Pete then continued. Number ONE was that this was the last meal he was preparing for rest of the week. We were on our own as far as food was concerned. The kitchen was well stocked, kegs of beer were out the back door, and a couple of gallons of “home brew” could be found in the “Larder.” Mac leaned over and told me that the Pete made the “brew” from an old moonshine recipe that came from the Ozarks. He also said that the Larder contained enough favs to satisfy all of the participants’ needs. Number TWO: He was not our “FUCKING MAID” and that he expected us all to hang around at the end of the week for “cleanup duty.” He went on to explain that the last time they met, he had a lot of explaining to do when he delivered a truckload of party remnants to the Town’s dump. The woman running the place when inspecting the load, wanted to know how many pies were baked, considering the large number of empty Crisco cans that could be seen in the refuse. The men around the table hooted and stomped their feet, calling him a “Fucking House Frau and a Fucking Baker.” Number THREE: The two cabin toilets were on a old septic system. There was no way in hell that it would manage the piss and shit of 20 men. If we wanted to play with piss and shit, the green shed at the end of the pasture was the place to go. Otherwise, we should use the four outhouses in the back of the house. Then he called out for Frank to stand up. He said sternly, “And Frank, I made sure the pit below the last outhouse was cleaned out, before my workers left on their vacations.” Frank said, “Thank you, you think of everything.” Mac muttered under his breath, “and the pit is a perfect place if you are into piss and shit play.” I assume that it was said for my benefit. Number FOUR: He said that he was “Not in charge!” If anyone had a problem or issue, they should go talk to the clubs president, Bull Dog. At the mention of his name, a big bald headed bear-chested man, covered with tats and steel, stood up from a chair in the corner. He bellowed, “AND IT BETTER BE DAMN IMPORTANT BEFORE YOU COME CALLING ON ME! IF I GOT MY ARM IN AN ASS, OR THERE IS AN ARM IN MINE, YOU BETTER BE FUCKING SURE THE WORLDS ON FIRE, CAUSE YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME!” Someone in the crowd yelled out, “FUUUUUCK, you ripped me a new asshole when you pulled out of me. Luckily, I was higher than a fucked over kite, and it felt DAMMMMMMN GOOD! You just didn’t push it back in when I needed it!” The crowd roared its approval! Then he sat down. The talk around the table was loud and boisterous. Sitting on the dildo I was feeling no pain, as I drained my glass, an old mason jar. When it was empty, someone filled it again to the brim with a rich honey colored liquid. Mac leaned over and said that I should go slow, cause the “brew is laced with GBH, “T”, and ”X.” One “jar” later, I was more than two sheets to the wind. When I tried to stand, Mac helped me, pulling me free from the dildo, as ass juices, greasy and slim leaked from my ass. As Mac and I moved down the table towards the bathroom, arms reached out to grab me while others were shoved up my willing ass. As I passed the bottom of the table, Bull Dog stood up and blocked my path. He pulled his huge steel studded cock out of his pants, grabbed and turned me turned me around, then pulled me up on his lap as he sat down. His cock slid into me with a loud “slurping” sound and the crowded cheered. I could feel each and every ring and barb and piercing in his cock rake my prostrate over and over again. He worked my nips and ass with a vengeance. With a loud grunt, he came and gobs of cum were pushed up my receptive ass. The crowd called for more as I was led into a large room next to the fireplace. It was a bathroom. Against one wall was a 10-ft piss trough, along another stood 7 toilets, no privacy partitions, along the third was a 15-ft stall shower with all sorts of showerheads and shower shots. On the fourth wall stood 6 basin sinks. I turned to Mac and said, “a perfect play room?” As we stood in the middle of the room, me trying to unbutton my pants, Mac told me that the building was originally an electric utilities “line cabin”, built to handle a crew of about 30 men. Pete’s great grandfather “acquired” it in a nightlong game of cards. He used it as a hunting cabin, and Pete had inherited it about 15 years ago. It became the de facto headquarters for his bike club, and a place where there were “no rules.” Mac gave me this really evil looking smile, and said that I might want to hold on to the piss I was thinking about wasting. There would be a use for it shortly. Unfortunately, I could not “save” it. Seeing my discomfort, Mac got down on his knees, unbuttoned my 501s, and freed my cock. He sniffed it and then licked the head all the way down to its base and then my balls. He then backed away slightly and opened his mouth. I took the not so subtle cue and started to piss into his waiting mouth. As the stream slowed, he moved up, took my cock in his mouth, and proceeded to suck down my entire load while making grunting pig noises. When I was drained, he continued to suck getting me hard. He looked up and said, “Is that all there is? Next time I do this there better be much more piss and it better be loaded with lots of “T”!” The bathroom door was pushed roughly open, banged against the wall behind it. Two burley men entered. Seeing Mac on his knees, the larger one said something to his friend about “the Floor Show” and an early start.” Moving behind me, he pulled my shirt over my head, exposing my chest and pierced nipples. He pushed his jean to the floor and then pushed his semi-ridged cock deep into my ass. He then started to work my nips hard, as Mac continued to suck on my cock. He whispered in my ear, “Fuck I love sloppy seconds and thirds and fourths!” The second man pulled off his clothes, walked over to Mac, then reached down ripping Mac’s shirt open and pulling it free. He reached into the Crisco can, smeared some on his ass, and then stepped between me and Mac, pulling my cock from Mac’s mouth. He leaned turned and back against me, forcing my cock up his ass, and then yanked on Mac’s head, plunging his cock down Mac’s willing throat. The man behind me reached around and pulled his buddy closer, trapping Mac and me between these two men who were definitely on a mission. We rocked back and forth for a long time, when I felt that familiar stirring in my balls and shot loads of cum into the ass in front of me. The tensing of my ass, set off a chain reaction, as the man behind me started bucking and jerking, and with a roar that shook the room, he came in my ass. Not to be outdone, the man in Mac’s mouth shot a huge load of jizz that trickled out of the corners of Mac’s mouth. Feeling that warm sticky mass deep in my ass, got me fired up for a second jizz explosion, which again fired deep into my buddy’s ass. As we all fell to the floor, I thought, “This was going to be a fucking week to remember.” Inserted from <http://www.gayfisters.com/forums/archive/index.php/t-966.html>