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I can honestly say that I have rarely had more fun than the time I got together with a couple of mature buds, who, with some invited friends, turned a safe only suck and fuck-fest, into an incredible bareback free-for-all. I only hope and pray that it happens again sometime, as for a married dl pig daddy like me, it was a dream, cum true... Perhaps once or twice a year I am able to get out of my office under cover of some stupid lie, and usually while my wife is away on business, hook up with my friend Mike who is 65, and his partner Bill, who is damn near 70. Mike is gay and has a house in a quiet neighborhood and is pretty unassuming and not at all a nasty pig like me. His partner Bill, is a senior, married guy and they have been hooking up on the DL for close to 15 years. They like to invite married guys to come play with them, and while hot, they always use rubbers and expect the same of their guests. Mike is a little stocky and sports a little cut six inch cock, while Bill is lean, and has the most incredible uncut eight inch cock. Bill, like Mike, is versatile. Every time we get together it amazes me to suck on Bill’s flaccid dick and have it grow significantly in my throat. I am generally a verse cock-sucking top daddy, who usually keeps his hole closed, but when I play with these guys, I try to douche and fresh in my hole in the event that Bill would like to stick his cock in me. Hey, you just never know when you’re playing with versus buds that the urge will hit you! On this particular visit Mike asked me if I would be open to the idea of him inviting several other friends with whom he and Bill occasonally play, with the thought the whole group would enjoy a sex party. Without a moment of hesitation I was all in, and my mind was racing during the week in advance of our date. The stars aligned, my wife went out of town, and my excuse was made to the office as to why I would be out for the day. Having cleaned myself out, I made my way to Mike’s house. It was great to see Bill and I was introduced to Kenny, Don and his friend Rick and suddenly my mind was filled with insanity that I was going to participate in group sex. Kenny and Don were local guys, also married, both in their 60s. Don’s friend Rick, who was in his early 40’s, was apparently a fuck buddy of his. We all went out to the back porch where we all had drinks and somebody broke out a bowl and most of us smoked some good weed to get into the mood, not that anybody needed to get into the mood as we were all stupid horny and laughing and how much fun we planned to have. It would take the better part of an hour for me to explain all of the details, but in short order we all adjourned to Mike’s bedroom, which has a king-sized four poster bed and a large stash of towels, lube, rubbers, some toys and poppers all lined up and ready to go. Since everyone had more-or-less said he was verse, there wasn’t a designated bottom or top but rather we all got on the bed, well sort of, and try to daisy chain suck each other. At six inches erect, Mike and I had the smallest cocks in the room. The rest of the guys were all nicely hung, but Don’s fuck bud Rick had perhaps the biggest dick I had ever seen (in the flesh), and in any event certainly the biggest with which I've ever played. We were all sucking and grinding, and I honestly don’t remember when it happened, but I found myself on the bottom of a 69, with Mike straddling me. I was sucking on his cock and balls and he was doing the same to me and I got started rimming his ass and slobbering all over it. Bill, came up from behind and the two of us tongue-fucked his ass together, followed by Bill sticking his covered cock up to Mike’s spit dripping hole. It was great to pull Mike’s ass open and slobber all over Bill’s dick has he started to fuck Mike. I also got my tongue up into Bill's ass as he began to drill Mike. I had a fuckin' awesome ring side seat! At the same time Mike pulled my legs back exposing my hole. I'm not sure who got down there, but soon I felt a warm tongue rimming my hole. This went on for a little while and we were all groaning with pleasure, when Bill pulled his dick out of Mike’s ass, and I greedily let him put it in my mouth. I don’t often taste ass to mouth cock, but I was beside myself with lust, and let Bill choke me with it, until I became a slobbering fool, inadvertently tearing the condom on Bill's cock. To my surprise, however, Bill didn't pause to re-dress his cock, but instead withdrew himself from my mouth and plunged balls-deep and effectively bareback into Mike’s ass. "Hey Bill, I think you lost something," I said. "Oh, it looks like my rubber broke." Mike responded without missing a beat "Hey, we’re all safe and clean friends here. Don't worry about it." Oh man that was all I had to hear. Staring at Bill's cock fucking Mike's juicy hole, just inches from my face, as was the pleasure of occasionally tasting Bill's cock, was utterly thrilling, but honestly even more amazing was the pleasure I was receiving as Mike sucked my cock, and an unidentified tongue rimmed my hole. Finally taking a second to snag a glimpse around Mike's body, I was able to see Ken was rimming my ass while Don and Rick stroked themselves, watching Bill, Mike, Ken and me play. Laying back into the pillows behind my head, I sucked cock every chance I got. Ken, meanwhile, gauging my receptivity to be high as I had made no objection, decided he should go for it and all of a sudden I felt fingers up my hole probing and pushing their way into me. Ken looked around and caught my eye and politely "You wanna get fucked?" "Hell, yeah," I replied with a wicked smile. Without too much hesitation and a generous supply of lube he easily slipped his cock into me and started fucking me. It was only after a minute that I realized he wasn’t wearing a rubber, and frankly in the heat of the moment I couldn't have cared less. After a while Ken pulled out and that amazing feeling when a dick leaves your ass made me shiver, and was quickly replaced by another cock which I knew had to be Don's, 'cause Rick's dick would have split me in two. Bill in the meantime, pulled his cock out of Mike’s ass and stuffed it in my mouth. His cock was simultaneously disgusting and hot. Bill then moved to the side and made his ass available to Rick's big beautiful dick, which slid slowly, but ultimately almost to the hilt. As I watched all this unfold Don was going to town on my ass and abruptly grunted "Oh, fuck, man, I’ve got to cum!" promptly blowing his load inside my ass. As I’ve said this is a rarity for me as I try to stay safe, but I can certainly understand all you brothers out there who love the feel of semen being shot up your ass. No sooner did he take his cock out of me than Kenny put his back into me and fucked for all he was worth. Just a couple of minutes later he too came inside me, and I just lay there groaning sucking dick eating ass and in heaven. I lay on my back for almost an hour, Mike on top of me and almost the whole time he was sucking my cock totally raw. Bill bent down and whispered in my ear "You want another load?" Looking into his eyes I opened my mouth, and our tongues dualed, leaving the taste of Mike's ass on my lips. "Please," I finally answered Bill's question. Bill went around to my fuck hole and easily slid his incredible uncut cock into my ass. He felt incredible. The sweat, the ass juices, the hair, the sensation of having a full ass. The unbridled pleasure of man-on-man sex. Within about two minutes Bill flooded my guts with his load. We were all laughing and groaning and I exclaimed "It looks like I’m the first round fuck pig, so everybody has to do me." Rick was only to happy to oblige. Withdrawing his big dick out of Mike's ass, he sank his cock head into my cummy hole while Mike crouched over my head, presenting his hole to be rimmed, while simultaneously Mike held my legs back for Rick's convenience. "Poppers, someone, please," I begged, and taking several deep hits, I floated into that space where lust rules all. I thought getting fucked by a pretty substantial ten inch cock would hurt like hell but instead I was surprised how readily my asshole opened to accept his meat. Of course it helped my ass as flooded with cum. My only regret was that I couldn’t be on the other end licking the other guy's semen off of his dick each time he pulled that out of my ass and before he slid back in, eventually letting loose a pretty hefty load which I could really feel squirting inside my guts. When he withdrew I was stunned, amazed and somewhat proud to think I had been barebacked by four guys. Ultimately I had to get up and I climbed off the bed and squatted down to allow Mike to eat all the felch running out of me. Don then offered his lubed ass to me and it took about two minutes to cum in him. We went on this way for hours, each guy taking a turn getting barebacked by the group until our dicks were used, raw and spent. In a final flourish to the insanity of the play that night we all went out into Mike’s backyard (which was, fortunately) very private where Mike lay on a lounge chair and we all pissed on his body, only then for the us to lick up the piss. Wellm it has been six months since we played, and there have been any number of occasions where Mike and Bill have asked me to join them again perhaps with their friends. Sadly, I have been super busy with wife, family, work, and life, and so haven't been able to accept their invitation. Of course I think about this day and night every day and every night, and it is the fuel of my masturbatory fantasies. Another round with the boys can’t cum soon enough. I've gotta make it happen.

I was recently on holiday in Chile, and had woken up late one morning, and decided to check out Grindr while I was lying in bed. I had received a tap from a guy not too far from my hotel, and he was seriously hot! I thanked him for the tap, and sent back a couple of photos of me, expecting to hear nothing back, as this guy was way out of my league looks wise. However, to my surprise, he messaged back immediately with more photos of himself, and asked what I was looking for. I told him some NSA fun, and he asked if I was free now, as he could host, and sent a dick pic as well, showing a beautiful uncut cock that looked to be very ample in size. I immediately replied back that yes, I was free, then took probably the fastest shower of my life, got dressed and took a taxi to his place, where he met me outside. We went into his apartment, started kissing, and he quickly pulled down his pants to reveal a massive 8 inch cock that I had to suck straight away. It just felt so good in my mouth, and I impressed myself by deep throating it without too much effort - probably because I was so fucking horny for this guy! After a while deep throating this monster, we went into his bedroom, as he wanted to fuck me. We’d already talked about it on Grindr, that he only had one condom left, but as I’m on PrEP he was happy to fuck me raw, and I much prefer it bare anyway. So he lubed up his cock, while I did the same to my ass, and he slowly started to work his massive cock into my hole in doggy position. Taking things gently to begin with, he pushed just the head in and slowly started to increase the length of his strokes, until he was balls deep. He kept going at a nice slow pace initially, long dicking my hole before building up to a faster pace, and really pounding me. His dick was driving me absolutely wild! He was hitting all the right spots, and getting through the second ring as well for a really deep fuck. I was loving it! And he seemed to really enjoy it too, complimenting my ass on how tight it was around his cock. Eventually we changed positions after about 30 minutes, with him lying on his bed, and I sat on his cock reverse cowboy, getting him in me nice and deep. I found that in this position I could really control his strokes, and clench my ass muscles around his cock a bit better as well. So I rode him for about 5 minutes, until he told me that he was ready, and asked where I wanted him to cum. I obviously wanted it in my ass, so he held onto my hips, fucked me hard from his lying position and blew a huge load into my ass. It felt so good to take it! The whole experience was so good we had to do the same thing again the next day! I was pretty sad to leave Chile later that night.

1. Jon "No need for it to stop at all," I said. I had just watched Seth fuck my husband, and my dick was once more sticking out rock-hard between my legs. It felt good to be erect again, to feel the power of masculinity in my hands, and to know what hidden power flowed in my bloodstream. "Ready for another load?" Almost simultaneously, Cal and Seth turned to me. But, rather than looking at me squarely in the eyes, their attention was focused on my erection. "Yeah," the two of them muttered at the same time, a chorus of unmitigated desire. "Thirsty boys," JP said. I nodded in agreement. It was good to see that Seth was so comfortable around us that he was able to express his needs so readily. It would make the rest of the weekend much more fun for all of us. In addition, I hoped it would make it far easier for him to accept the path we all wanted him to walk down. "I think we should give the guest of honor first dibs," I said. I wanted to get back inside of Seth and I wanted my load to find fertile ground. Seth smiled and edged a bit closer to me on the bed. "I think tonight, I want Variety," he said. I reached out and grabbed him, pulling him up against me. On the other side of the bed, I saw Cal and JP embrace. JP was playing with Cal's hard cock but I knew that was only foreplay. In a few minutes, JP and I would have our raw cocks in the younger men. "How did it feel?" I whispered into Seth's ear. His body was pressed against me, and I could feel how hot and sweaty he was from fucking JP. "Fucking my husband?" I grabbed his ass, my finger instinctively searching out his hole. Seth moaned as my fingertips brushed against his anus. "Amazing," he finally said. "Hot. Wet. Hungry." I stuck the tip of my finger into Seth's wet hole, and the boy moaned again. "It felt really good to be inside of him." He reached down and grabbed my erection. Despite the activity of the night, it was once more a steel shaft. "To be where you have been so many times." "Yeah," I said. When we first started dating, I had counted every time we had fucked, but quickly lost track. It had been a different era; the virus we both bore was still scary and unpredictable and demanded soul-deadening layers of protection. But it hadn't mattered with JP. We could fuck raw. We could lose the inhibitions that had held us back and re-discover the stimulations that had gotten us infected. "He's a good fuck," I said. It was a gross summary, but it was enough. "Yeah," Seth said, almost wistfully. I felt his dick press against my thigh; with the energy of youth, he was hard again. "But I wanna get fucked again." He reached down and grabbed my dick. "Fucking hard daddy dick." I kissed him. It had been hot to hear him call JP his daddy. I remembered the conversation with JP earlier, about Seth joining our family and about Seth getting my full potency. "I want another load of that hot daddy cum in me," Seth said. He didn't know it, but he made a decision. I wasn't going to stop the fun tonight in order to take my meds. My dick must have twitched. "Yeah," Seth said. "You wanna pound it into me?" This weekend's fucking would be purely symbolic; it would be several days before the last of the toxins cleared from my bloodstream and my virus would be able to flourish once more. It was the curse of being the responsible adult. I was the one who took care of the family, the one who made sure the drugs where clean and fresh and the one who made sure we all stayed healthy enough. But I was also the one who made sure our conquests went home not just conquered but utterly defeated. So, this evening, it had fallen to me to ensure that Seth had no line of defense against my family's weapons. Seth had never even bothered with a physical barrier, and JP and I had already replaced his chemical weapons. Now, it was my job to work in the toxic seed that my husband and our boy had already donated to Seth. I kissed the young man again. "I do," I said. "I want fuck you deep. And shoot my load into you." "I want that," Seth said. "I want it inside of me. Fucking me. Breeding me." "Me too," I whispered into his ear. We kissed again, our tongues exploring each other's mouths. My dick was twitching, unhappy with our foreplay. I repressed the urge to just shove it into Seth. There was plenty of time this weekend for us to play. I wanted to get to know Seth better and get him to better trust me. "You feel so good on the inside." "I want it," he said. We continued to kiss as Seth gently stroked my cock, teasing it into a perfect erection. Beside us, Cal was already on his back with legs spread wide and JP was lining his cock up. "Give it to me," Cal mumbled. "Give me your poz cock." There was a grunt from JP, a sound I knew well as the sound of him pushing his dick into a wet hole. "Oh fuck," Cal moaned in pleasure. Seth turned to watch for a second, just in time to see JP's long, unsheathed pozdick disappear into Cal's raw boyhole. "Fuck," he said. "Fuck me?" he asked as he turned around and pulled his cheek back. His asshole was glistening with lube and cum and pulsing with desire. "Please?" he asked again. If I had any doubts about fucking him, the unconcealed need in his voice convinced me. I spit on my hand and quickly lubed up my dick. He had taken so many loads already from me and my family that the spit was superfluous. But it was part of the ritual, making sure that he got as many of my fluids as possible. "Of course, boy," I said. My dickhead was pulled to his asshole like a magnet, and it was trivial to line up for the penetration. I rested some of my weight on the boy and there was a pop sound. I had forced my cock into him. "Fucking fat daddy cock," Seth mumbled. He spread his legs slightly and several inches of my dick slid into his anus. "Long daddy dick," Seth grunted. He arched his back and another three inches of my cock entered him. "I want all of it." I pushed the last few inches into him. With the exquisite sensitivity of bareback sex, I felt each lake and reservoir of semen in his ass as I pushed deep into him. I believed I could even tell the difference between the three men, the youthful energy of Cal's spooge, the mature wisdom of JP's jizz, and the repressed power of my own semen. "Fuck boy," I grunted. "Gonna give you all of it." "Fuck me hard, Daddy" Seth grunted, as we began to find a rhythm for our strokes and parries. "Of course boy," I said. "You make my dick feel so fucking good." "Fat fucking Daddy cock," Seth grunted. He pushed his ass back against me, forcing my dick deeper into his hole. "Fucking hot pozdaddy pounding my hole." I paused for a second; I was surprised to hear Seth call me his pozdaddy. But, before I could do anything else, Seth pushed back against my dick again, forcing my infected shaft deeper into his raw hole. "Fucking hard cock, dripping in your hole," I mumbled, not sure what else to say. "But," I started. "But, it's safe," Seth said, completing my sentence. "You're undetectable. I'm on prep. We can enjoy this." "Yeah," I said, as I grabbed his hips and started to properly fuck his hole. The accumulated semen squished back and forth. The feeling of the sperm triggered old feelings of anger and desire. "Your hole. So fucking wet." "It's you cum," Seth said. "Cal's cum. JP's cum." It was anger, that no matter what, I would always be carrying this disease. It would mark me forever and I could only be truly together with another man that carried the same virus. For desire, it was that I wanted to share my gift with so many more men. "And you'll get plenty more this weekend." Even though I had received it from an anonymous man, I wanted Seth to know exactly who had gifted him. "Fuck yeah," Seth said. If he was this open to being fucked and bred when he had just smoked a bit of weed, I wondered what kind of pig Seth would turn into when he was high on crystal meth. If I was lucky, he would be far past worrying about viral load and prep status, and instead, focused solely on the pleasure of two men engaging in raw, uninhibited fucking. "Fucking give me your load, Jon." He craned his head back to meet my lips. We kissed, deeply and passionately, enjoying the feeling of connection we had. I had my cock deep in his hole; he had his tongue deep in my mouth. We were sharing the most intimate of experiences, and all that mattered was the two of us. Even JP and Cal fucking next to us receded into the distance. "Fucking going to breed you boy," I muttered, before sticking my tongue into his mouth. My dick was rock hard. My cock was slick with my family's sperm. My shaft was pounding the boy's hole. I was a man. I was strong and virile. I was masculine and powerful. Underneath me was my boy, still young and inexperienced, but hungry for the exploits he had fantasized about. There was something special about helping a boy discover how perfect getting bred feels and I was ready to be that educator. "Oh god Jon. So fucking hard." I just nodded, and wrapped an arm around his torso, pulling him up against me. "Fucking hot boy. Getting fucked like a pro." He was gasping a bit with each stroke, even as he moaned. "Give it to me," he said. "Give it to me," with each of my strokes. "You're gonna take my dick?" I asked him. He nodded. "Yeah," he said, before repeating his mantra. "Give it to me." "You're gonna take my load?" I asked him. He nodded. "Of course," he said and then promptly repeated his phrase. "You're gonna take any load I tell you to?" The three of us were really just his welcoming party. The real party would begin tomorrow, and the gentle drip of cum that was escaping from his hole would turn into a veritable ocean of sperm. "Please, Daddy," he said. "Please give it to me." I wondered what he thought the "it" was referring to. Was it my cock, my jizz, or my virus? We had talked just enough about barebacking and HIV for me to know that although likely it was my jizz, it was ambiguous enough for me to wonder if he had been talking about my virus. "Give me your hot seed," he muttered, his breath hot against my cheek. If he wasn't thinking about the virus now, he would be tomorrow, when he was high on crystal. Seth was not just opening up emotionally to the reality of HIV. He was also opening up physically. There had been no resistance to me entering his ass and there was a noticeable difference in how easily I penetrated his body. Of course, some of this was because the three of us had been fucking him all night, but this was something more intrinsic than just a well-used hole. Seth had discovered the pleasures of bareback fucking and raw breeding. There was that familiar hunger; JP and I had felt it in each other, I had felt it in Cal, and now I was feeling it in Seth. A few more breedings, and Seth would never be able to tolerate a condom again. But, even though I had figured it out in just a few hours of carnal play, it would take Seth longer to fully understand, accept, and act on his fundamental needs and desires. "Fuck yeah, boy," I said. "Fill that hole with sperm." I pushed him down to the bed and then rolled him onto his side. Using my penis as an axle, I spun him around, onto his back. He rested his legs on my shoulders and I pushed my dick back into him. "Breed you, then fall asleep with my dick in your hole." He smiled. He reached up and pulled me down to him. We were close enough that my lips brushed up against his and his hazel eyes were staring right at me. "Promise?" he whispered. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and we made out for what seemed like an hour but might have only been a few seconds. "I promise, boy," I said. My dick twitched, and a bit of pre-cum leaked into him. It quickly melted away into the pools of semen already inside of Seth. But that didn't matter. If anything, it made it so much hotter. Here was a boy who was discovering the pleasures of getting fucked and I was the main man teaching him just how intense barebacking could be. "Get that hole dripping with cum." "Fuck, please, Jon? Fill me with your dad sperm?" I pushed in hard. I wanted to make him my boy and the only way to do it was to breed him deep. "Make me your boy?" he asked. "Fuck yeah, boy," I said. Between his smile on his face and the hunger in his hole, it was impossible to deny him something as simple and essential as a load of cum. "Fill you up good." He craned his neck up, and we kissed. There was no shame, no hesitation as we made out. It was a celebration of how close we had become and how important raw fucking was to that connection. "Thank you," he said. Beneath me, I felt his hard cock press into my torso. The hair on my stomach was already wet and sticky from the pre-cum Seth's cock was leaking out. "You're hard again boy," I said. "I know," he replied. "That's what getting fucked does to me. Specially getting fucked raw." "My husband's ass wasn't enough for you?" I asked. "I'm not sure I'm ever going to get enough," Seth said. "Good answer." The words barely expressed the hunger in his voice. It was good. I could work with his hunger. It would be good for both of us; we would both learn. Most of all, it would be fun. "I bet Cal wouldn't mind getting a load from you," I said. "Wh," he started and then paused. "What about you?" He was too young and too naive to have any guile about him. He was utterly transparent about his anxiety; it would have been far too easy to torment him by refusing to answer the question. But I had a much different tastes when it came to tortures and torments, and besides, his cock was hard, thick, and long. Of course I wanted to feel him fucking me. "You? Fucking me?" There was still a place to lightly torment the boy. He nodded. His ass had clenched around my dick, milking out a few more drops of my toxic pre-cum. He nodded. "Yeah," he said. His ass was still clenched tight. He was afraid I was going to pull out, deny him any pleasure at all. "Of course. You're going to be fucking me a lot. Trust me." He relaxed, and I pulled a few inches of my cock out. I glanced down, long enough see just how wet his hole was and how it had coated my shaft. "But tonight. Tonight, it's all about you." "Good. And tomorrow?" "Tomorrow. That's also about you. It's a party and you're the guest of honor." "Fuck," Seth grunted. I had just shoved my dick back into his hole; it was hard to tell if he was reacting to the party or to my cock. "Plenty of men coming over," I continued. "Plenty of cum for this beautiful hole." "I know," he said. He pulled me in close again and kissed me. "Your cum inside of me," he said. "It feels so good." "My cum. JP's cum." Before I could say it, he finished for me. "Cal's cum. In me." "Yeah," I said, then kissed him again. My raw dick was deep in his unprotected hole. His body was pressed against mine. His tongue was in my mouth. These were the pleasures that men would do anything to enjoy. "I'm dripping inside you." "I know. I can feel you." "You're going to get a lot more cum tomorrow." "I know." "Are you ready," I asked. "I think. I'm excited. And..." He trailed off a bit. "Scared?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "A bit." He paused again. "Is that. I mean. Is that ok?" "Of course. It's natural." I kissed him again and pushed my dick all the way into his hole. I wanted him to feel me against him, make him feel safe and protected with me around. "Are you worried about anything in particular?" "I dunno. Everything. What if they don't like me?" "Like you?" I asked. "What if they don't think I'm hot? What if they don't like that I'm like them." "Relax, boy," I said. I moaned, as my cockhead rubbed up against an undisturbed pool of cum. The warm wetness squished around the flare of my dick. "You're plenty hot." I gently pushed in and out, just enough to spread semen further across his guts. "And like them?" "You know. One of them. In the club." His ass clenched again. "My boy. People care about your ass. Not your HIV status. Besides, these days, with Prep, who cares?" "My ass," he mumbled. "Do you like it?" "Yeah." I pushed my dick back into his hole. "You feel that? That's what your ass does to me. And you? You like that?" I thrust in and out of him. "Fuuuck," he moaned. I had managed to find his prostate and rubbed it with my dick. "Oh fuuuuck," he continued, his eyes rolling back in pleasure. "Fucking need a dick in me every night." "Several times a night." "Hell yeah," he said. He reached down and ran his finger around his hole, finding the line where he ended and I began. It was a dense, slippery, thin line and his finger ran around it, tracing out the exact circle where our bodies merged together. "You feel so good in me. So hard. So deep. So... male." "It feels to be in you. Feel you accepting me. So comfortable with me." "Please," he murmured. "Cum in me." His eyes were closed, and his hand had drifted from his hole to his cock. "I wanna fuck you too. Get my cock inside you." He slowly stroked his cock, already hard again so soon after fucking JP. "And inside Cal. And back into JP." I shoved my dick into him. "You want that? My cock inside of you?" "Yeah. All in good time, though." I kissed Seth again. This time, we took our time, swapping spit back and forth, listening to the grunts and groans of Cal and JP fucking beside us and to our own small moans and murmurs as we worked together to get me off. "Plenty of time to have a good time," he finally replied, as the kiss broke off. "Plenty of time." Beside us, JP's thrusts were getting faster, as his grunts were getting louder. It was a familiar tell from a man I knew intimately. He was getting close to cumming. "He's gonna cum," I said. "In Cal's hole. Raw hole." I sunk my dick into Seth. It was still slippery and wet from the accumulated cum and even so, I was going to add yet another load to his collection. "Fuck," he grunted, and pulled his legs back a little more, letting me push in even further. "Fuck me," he said. "Give it to me," Cal grunted. "Give me your poz load." "Fuck yeah, boy," JP said in reply. "Fill you up boy." "Give it to me." "Fucking take it!" JP moaned. His cock was thick and hard, pushing far into Cal's young, lithe body. "Take my load." "Give it to me. Knock me up," Cal grunted in response. "You're going to give me a load, aren't you?" Seth whispered into my ear. "Just like JP is breeding Cal?" "Yeah. For sure." We were both watching JP fuck Cal. "Fucking TAKE IT," JP said, louder than I think he expected. His cock slammed into Cal's hole one last time. Then, JP held it there as he gasped for air. "TAKE IT." "Breed me," Cal grunted as JP resumed his thrusts. But, these were longer and deeper. Each one was powered by the force of the orgasm and pushed deep into Cal's hole. "He's getting breed deep," I whispered into Seth's ear. "You want that?" "Yeah," Seth replied. His eyes were locked on the two men next to us. His expression suggested either aroused or repulsion, but his hard cock made it easy to figure out. "Fucking hot. Your raw dick in me. Dripping in me. Cumming in me." "Me too," I said. JP had plunged his cock into Cal one more time and then held it. "I love you boy," he said, before the two men kissed. "Fuck," Seth said. His dick was once more stiff, only this time there was a bead of pre-cum at the tip. "That was hot." "Yeah," I said. "I love you too," Cal replied. The two kissed again. It was an intimacy between two men that had built up over the years, a level of comfort and trust that could only be brought about by sharing fluids and all that came with them. "Fluid-bonded," they called it. It was a euphemism. Bug-brother was a better term. For a brief moment, I worried that Prep would kill that intimacy. But then I remembered my own poz cock, buried deep in a young man's unprotected hole. The virus always found a way. "I'm going to cum in you too," I said. "Good," Seth said. This time it was our turn to kiss. I let Seth's tongue push into my mouth and explore. As we kissed, Cal and JP disentangled themselves from each other. It was always a slightly awkward affair, pulling a man's cock from another man's ass. But the two men had years of experience doing it and executed as well as could be expected. Cal rolled over, just enough to be lying next to Seth. JP moved over, kneeling on the bed right behind me. JP wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close against his hairy chest. He leaned in and whispered into my ear. "Poz up our new boy," he said, just loud enough for me, and no one else, to hear. "Take my man's load," Cal whispered into Seth's ear. "Please, give it to me," Seth grunted. "Fucking fill me up." Seth was drifting into dangerously sleazy territories. The pot had lowered the boy's inhibitions quite a bit; it was going to be exciting to see what some tina would help him accomplish. JP had been thinking the same thing. "He's gonna be a real pig when he's tweaked," he whispered. Once more only the two of us could hear his commentary. I leaned back, pushing my dick further into Seth's hole. "I know. You should dose him." "With pleasure," JP answered. His cock had instinctively found my crack. It was still semi-hard and I felt the wetness from Cal's hole against my ass. "Just want to see you breed him," JP continued, this time loud enough for the boys to hear him. "You want my man to breed you?" Cal asked Seth. "Please, breed me," Seth answered. "Pound me raw and breed me deep," he managed to mumble, even as moans of pleasure showed that he had lost the capability for rational thought. "Fuck me." "Of course," I said, and shoved my dick back into him. His hole was perfectly warm, and sleazily wet. There was nowhere else I wanted to cum nor was there any reason to hold back on Seth's anus. It was clear that Seth was discovering his inner cum-hungry pig, and he would always take my dick. "Poz him," JP whispered in my ear. He had found a bottle of poppers and was holding it under my nose. "Share our dirty seed with him." My dick pulsed and throbbed as the poppers hit me. "Make him our boy. The son of our seed." My mind was slipping, into dangerous spaces. I was dripping pre-cum as my balls churned. I needed release. "Oh fuck," I grunted. "Oh fuuuuuck," I moaned as my balls clenched and my dick pulsed. "FUUUUUCK." I didn't worry who heard me. "He's seeding you," Cal said, between my yelps of pure pleasure. The yelps were in no known language, but the passionate intensity was immediately familiar to any man; they were the sounds of an orgasm. "Pumping you full of cum." "Fucking breed me, Jon," Seth moaned. He was feeling each white-hot spurt of semen; his breaths had been in perfect sync with each jet of cum. "Breed. Me," he grunted. "FUCK," I moaned. Two more spurts of cum shot into Seth's young hole. "FUCK," I moaned with one last sympathetic spurt from my dick. I had just enough energy left to roll Seth on his side and lie down behind him. I wrapped my arms around the boy, pulling him close to me. "I want to fall asleep with my dick in your hole," I said.

Was excited to go to the San Francisco Cumunion on Saturday night as I haven’t been for a while and was definitely ready for a good fucking. Guess I must’ve sent out all the right vibes because in less than 20 minutes while I was still walking around, I was pushed into a corner onto a fuck bench. The first fuck of the night was a comfortable size, not too big but not too little. He wasn’t much to look at being a rather average 40-year-old but as a cumdump I’ve learned not to care. However he surprised me with his prowess. He wanted to explore every part of my hole with his 6 1/2 inch dick. He went up down, sideways and at every angle. It was the perfect first fuck. He stretched and opened me up so that lots of tops could use me that night. And fuck me they did! Overall I had about 15 to 16 guys use my hole and I’m pleased to report that at least eight of them used me as their cumdump. Several times during the night I had cum dripping down my leg. After being fucked by one guy, as he pulled out a big gush of cum followed. One of my favorites was a stocky black guy with a thick 8 inch cock that curved to the right. He had been watching this young black guy getting fucked. I moved in next to him and felt that thickness in my hand. I immediately got down on my knees and started sucking till his cock thickened and pushed deeper into my mouth. I stood up and pushed my hole up against his cock struggling at first to have his enter with the wicked curve to the right. Boy did he stretch my hole! But he felt so good inside as every inch of him filled my hole. I moaned loud enough so the whole place could hear and he used my hole deeply for about 20 to 30 minutes and then pulled out. I was hoping for his load but it didn’t happen then. We did exchange numbers and then went our separate ways. After about another hour of several more fucks and loads, I hooked up with this Latino leather top who’s fucked me several times before at Cumunion. He’s another thick dick 8 inch top solid from base to tip. When I first started my journey towards being a cumdump, it was a struggle to get him inside of me but he was patient so that I always managed to. Because of tops like him, I’m definitely not as tight as I used to be so when we hooked up that night it was much easier to take him. He quickly entered me as deep as he could go and immediately started to pound me. He shoved that 8 inches into me over and over to the rhythm of the loud slapping noises against my ass. I had to admire his stamina as he continued to pound me hard and deep for a good 30 to 40 minutes. I never been been fucked so hard for such a duration! By the time he was ready to unload we were both slick with sweat. My thick dicked black top was watching as he grunted and unloaded deep in me. As soon as the Latino leather top pulled out, he jumped right on. Guess he got inspired by the pounding because he proceeded to fuck me the same way. He lasted about 10 minutes and then dumped his load in me. At this point I was exhausted, so I decided to call it a night. The next day my ass was sore and I dumped cum all day.

Part 8 - All Is Not What It Seems Jake opened the car do and ran down the driveway, the car was gone and the gates clanked shut. He shouted across the driveway as Marco and Jean-Paul rushed out of the car. "Who was that Marco!?" "Jake, what do you mean?" "Was that Billy in that car?" "Billy?" "Why would my friend by driving out of here?" "Jake, calm down let us go see Fabian." Jake's face was flustered and mildly confused but angry as they walked in to the house. Fabian was already in the entrance hall, he didn't like the look on Jake's face as as shouted across at him. "Why was Billy here?" "Billy does some work for me every now and then, but he is not family." "There has been to many coincidences happening recently and do you want to know the funniest of them all?" "Jake they do happen occasionally, but some need a little push in the right direction." "And did you push him to show me your profile whilst he was checking out local screwballs?" Marco tried to put his hand on Jake's arm who shrugged him off just as quick. He was in no place to be comforted. "Marco, Jean-Paul, please leave us, Jake come with me please." He followed Fabian in to his office and closed the door. "I understand you are upset.. let me continue Jake. Billy does some work for me and yes, I sent him to get to know you." "Is this all a joke Fabian?" "Sit down Jake, I will tell you the truth." Jake had a tear streak down his face more through the rage inside him. "I saw you one day in Wimbledon village with Billy. I knew then that I wanted you in my family." "And..." "I got Billy to start dropping very subtle hints and show you my profile by accident." "Billy was one friend who I started to count on and confide in." "Actually Billy told me you were special and one of a kind, he adores you more than you can imagine." "He has a fine way of showing it. Setting me up like this." Jake sat there head in his hands, why was this whole weekend full of ups and downs. Fabian sat down next to him, his arm around Jake's shoulder, there was no shrugging or resistance from Jake. "So it this all a lie, you just want to fuck me and push me out on my way?" "It could have been like that, but it is quite the opposite Jake. I knew as soon as you were at ease with me." "Your fucking with my head." "Jake, I could have fucked you the first night we met and pozzed you there and then, never to see you again." "I feel betrayed, like a puppet being strung along all this time." "As I told you last night you are not a prisoner here, the door is open to leave and will shut behind you." He sensed Jake was calming down, he stood up and lit a cigar and offered it to Jake. The aroma hit his nose and a craving exploded, he sat back in the couch and inhaled the cigar. Fabian gave him a chilled bottle of water from the minibar in his office. He sat down at his desk and looked over at Jake, he knew the intoxification of the cigar would relax Jake and lead him to make the only right decision. He continued to type an email as Jake sat enjoying the cigar. Marco and Jean-Paul were sat in the kitchen having coffee. Marco had a worried look on his face, turning his cup round and round. "Do you think we will loose him?" "Fabian will calm him down Marco. You really like him don't you?" "Yes in a big way." "Does Fabian know?" "He saw it straight away, he thinks Jake feels the same. That is why he is keen on him staying." "Ever the match maker. He is lovely and will be great to have him in the family, do you think he will give up everything?" "Hard to tell at the moment, after this episode he was upset and angry. Who knows what he will do." "Marco, if it is what you want you must fight for it. You know Fabian would support you." Jake was in heaven as he enjoyed the cigar, with everything that went on this morning he hadn't really thought about smoking. He put the cigar down and starred at Fabian. He stood and walked over to the desk, Fabian just looked at Jake with his arms folded leaning back in his office chair. "Why?" "I wanted you for me and the family, and as it turns out for Marco." "Is this what all the generosity is about, winning me over?" "No Jake." "I don't want you to think I can be swayed to stay by money." "If I thought that you would have been out by now. So why do you not leave?" "Truthfully Fabian, I don't want to. I like you and the others." "Others?, you need to refer to them as family if you are staying Jake. What about Marco?" "I like him as well." "Be honest with me Jake, now that we are being honest." "I don't know, I get butterflies when he is near me." "That is good to know. And I can tell you the feeling is very mutual. Marco will tell you this in his own time." "But, what about you and me?" "I will always be here for you. Marco and I share two traits we are both kind and protect those we love." "I will need to leave later, I have work tomorrow." "Ahh yes, the weekend has gone so quickly. But let's pick this conversation up later. Jake smiled for the first time in a while listening to him. Fabian pressed the button on his desk phone and in a few moments Marco appeared. "Marco, lunch on the deck please if you could let chef know. Jake are you staying or leaving?" "Can I stay then please?" "Of course, and I am sorry for not telling you everything and being upfront. Marco please have lunch with us." "I would love to, thank you sir." After lunch the three of them spent the rest of the afternoon swimming and lounging by the pool. Fabian enjoyed seeing Marco and Jake swimming and playing in the pool, he would occasionally join them for a swim to cool down. As he watched from his sunbed , Fabian knew that this was going to be a blossoming romance, he felt great happiness but still a little sorrow for Marco, he could never find someone to love him as Marco, they only ever the trappings surrounding him. Fabian jumped, he didn't realise that Jake had appeared from the pool and kissed him on the head. Marco appeared and kissed Fabian then strolled over to Jake and swept him up off the ground and jumped back in to the pool with him. Fabian laughed at how boyish Marco had become just like when he first took him in.

… when you do it right

My nuts are full again.

We began to untangle and Glen unlocked the room. I knew deep down that I could have run there and then, but my body had other ideas as Steve helped me to my feet and the three of us left and headed to the sling area. The piss smell was starting to subside and I noticed three guys pissing over the sling occupant. “Ah, that’s Brian. He’s a new convert. The last time he was here was his first. Like you, he didn’t realise the true nature of the evening, but now he’s a fully paid-up member. He’s being baptised by his new brothers. It’s something of a ritual for each new cumdump” What the fuck? These pigs were next level. I’d never in my wildest dreams witnessed such depravity. Yet despite my better judgement, I was getting hard at this. Fucksake. I should sober up this instant and run. I could hear Brian moaning, and encouraging these guys to piss over him. Like it was something that he needed too, finally wash away all those years of not letting himself be himself. Am I envying him? Was I turned on because in some way I knew that could be me one day? Glen went to the head of the sling and snogged Brian like they’d been lovers forever. Tenderly he stroked Brian’s head and asked him how he was feeling. Brian, for his part was reveling in his piss bath, but knew that he’d been in there long enough. Glen started to unstrap Brian from the sling, as Brian seemed to sense what was going on. “We’ve got a new member to welcome and recruit, dear boy, I trust you’ll help us pass on your knowledge” Brian grinned sadistically and said “It would be my pleasure, brother” and got out of the pissy sling. Steve grabbed my wrist, as if he sensed that I was going to make a run for it. I knew I could, but something tells me the night may go awry if I tried to escape. I just had to mentally accept that this was the road I was on now. These men were going to make into one of them. Whether the toxic cum in me already was starting to rewire me, or what, I can only accept now that this was my recruitment, and as Brian, Steve, Glen and a couple of others started to surround me, this glimpse of my future wasn’t terrifying me.

Hi guys, I am about to complete a six week drive across the USA and of course I have tried to get as much dick as possible every step of the way so I thought I would share my experience with all of you. I have plenty of stories, some advice and a few reviews of the places I have been trying to get laid. First stop: the Diplomat bathhouse in Grand Rapids, Michigan. I love this place. It is something of a dump but its sleeziness is a turn on for me and I have had a lot of fun there over the years. It was late afternoon, so not the best time to get a lot of dick. Now I have to admit to one of my fetishes. I love having sex with the men who work at these places. It is a huge turn on for me, not sure why but it is what it is. Over about 15 years I have had sex with 5 employees at this place and now the tally is up to 6. I checked in and quickly undressed and went for the new gloryholes they put in. The gloryhole section is king of stupid if you ask me. The holes are too big for one thing, whatever. I didn't even have to wait for long. A gorgeous fat cock was offered and I started drilling for cum. I was having a great time when in walked someone fully dressed on my side of the hole to watch me give head. Fine with me. I am happy to perform for an audience. Then he pulls out his cock. I strain my eyes for look and it is every bit as tasty looking as the one in my mouth. Dilemma! I want to taste it too but feel greedy. The cock in my mouth is wonderful, thick and hard. I want to make this guy cum but he pulls out of my mouth and tries to get me to put my cock through. Thing about me, I do not care for blow jobs, never have. Most of the time I get bored and lose my erection. Sometimes I let a guy have a go but not this time. I just turn to the new cock. It's the guy who just checked me in! This makes me so hard. Now I am really excited. I attack his cock with a vengeance. I want his load so bad. I am sure he followed me into the gloryhole booth on purpose since I know he saw me go in there. His cock is so beautiful and wonderfully juicy. I think he had to get back to work since he gave up his load pretty quick. Thanks dude! I hope to taste you again. Next time please, please, please put that beauty up my ass. The rest of my time there was not as fun. As usual I am all lubed up for some bareback action. I want my ass fucked and loaded. I go up to the sling room and lay down on the mattress across from the sling. I get off on anonymous fucks. I like a guy to just climb on top and go at it. I have been fucked by so many guys in this room without ever laying eyes on them. An absolutely gorgeous man starts to play with me but he is not into the anonymous thing and he wants to use a condom. His ethnicity was hard for me to place. He was very brown but I don't think he was African, more middle-east I guess, maybe mix race. Totally bald with a fantastic beard, amazing hairless body, and a cock to make you weep. I tend to like hairy guys but this guy was so hot anyway. I had a hard time making out what he was saying because of his accent. He was one of those guys who fucks for a minute, changes position, then wants a blow job, then drags you to another room and so on. He tried to get other guys to play with us, I am all for that, but in the end it just got to be stupid. Plus I FUCKING HATE CONDOMS! He was too hot for me to say no at first but in the end I had to get away from him. Too bad I really wondered what is cum would taste like. If you live near Grand Rapids you should check out the Diplomat. Like I said its nothing like the bigger bathhouses in the major cities but its clean enough and if you happen to be there on a slow night one of the clerks might fuck you. Gotta love that. Okay, so that was my first fuck stop on this long trip. I have so much more to talk about: including three bookstores, four bars, two gay campgrounds, three bathhouses and two gay resorts. I will tell you all about them in order, next stop Kentucky.

Third stop on my fuck tour was Oz campground near Unadilla, Georgia. It is a great campground especially if you want to get away from all things urban. It is a peaceful place with a friendly staff and reasonable rates. The whole compound it clothing optional, has a pool, hot tub and a building called the Sugar shack (that looked to be super fun when the place fills up) where you can go to play around. Sadly for me I was there mid-week, early in the season so not much going on. I did enjoy the quiet of the country and got to walk around nekkid which was a new experience for me. Even with the absence of many campers I did manage to suck two cocks and get barebacked. I was trying out my new found bravery at being a nudist so I went for a walk and then stopped on a foot bridge to sit and soak up some sun. After a while I noticed a guy doing some painting in a nearby cabin. His head would pop in the window every couple minutes. I realized he was getting a gander at me so I played it up, stretched out, rubbed my chest and belly, then my dick. Once I was hard he stepped out on to the porch and grabbed his crotch. That was all needed. I walked over to the cabin, let myself in and dropped to my knees. I had only been blowing him for a minute when he informed he came pretty quick. I told him to go for it and he instantly flooded my mouth with his load. That was fun. The guy who fucked me simply asked me if I wanted to go back to his place for some fun after chatting for a few minutes. He was an older guy with a nice cock that he was happy to bury in my hole. He never did cum though. I know I sucked off one more guy but for the life of me I can't remember what happened. I have sucked a lot of dick this trip so, well, I guess I can't be expected to remember every single one, can I? My trip started off kinda slow but once I hit Key West it was a cock bonanza so stay tuned. I have a whole lot of fucking to write about.

I would never say it’s wrong to climb into a sling you find unnocupied - I mean, fortune favors the bold. But if men continue to walk past the sling without stopping to at least inspect what’s on offer, the occupant should, in my opinion, take the hint within half an hour and change strategies; it obviously isn’t working. Don’t just tell yourself that you’ll stay until someone else asks to use it, either; most people won’t ask, and you’re just depriving other men who paid for same opportunity to use the facility that you did. If the occupant is asked by a pair to allow them to use the sling, he should vacate at once, with grace. This weekend I asked my friendly neighborhood bathhouse manager what their policy is on lizards and hogs, and he says that if there’s a problem, patrons should just tell management and they’ll deal with the offender.

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Personally I LOVED it! Love the "Code 19!" I guess as Im in customer service, I appreciated it. Would LOVE to have a customer make the first move like in this chapter. Personally, Id love to hear about the other reservations!

I would also love to hear more about that guy’s story. Maybe you could split it off into a different short story.

Meet a guy on BBRT that was horny at work and wanted to breed a hole. He works at a large hospital in town and told me about a fairly private bathroom off the beaten path. I was turned on thinking of getting bred with a poz load in a hospital bathroom! I got to the bathroom first, it only had 1 stall but it was very large and plenty big enough for two dudes. The stall had a wall along side half of it so no one could see 2 sets of feet. Sent the top a text and in a few minutes the bathroom door opened. He tapped on the door and I opened to find a super hot tall, fit guy dressed in slacks, shirt/tie. He wasted no time and pulled his pants down and showed me his rock hard 8" cut cock. I dropped and started to suck it but he didn't have much time so he wanted to fuck. I brought lube so he lubed up and rammed it all the way in my ass with one thrust. It hurt at first but a cum slut like me can handle it a little rough. He started to pound me when the bathroom door opened. A guy came in to take a pee so we stopped fucking until he left. Dude started pounding again and continued for a few minutes, he had told me he didn't have much time and wanted a pump/dump. He had a pretty good rythmn going when someone else came in. This time he didn't stop, he just kept fucking me but a slower and less noisy. Apparently he was pretty close to cuming because all of sudden he started pounded my hole hard even with the dude taking a pee still there. The guy had to hear cause his balls and hips were both slapping against my ass! I am holding on to the sink as this guy is assaulting my ass. The guy peeing is washing his hands when dudes lets out a slight moan unloads his poz cum in my hole. I can feel his heart pounding through his cock that is still buried in my ass. The peeing guy leaves and top dude slowly pulls out and a big wad of cum drips from the tip of his still hard cock on to the floor. I leave it, thinking it would be hot for someone to see a load of cum on the floor of a hospital bathroom! He thanks me for the fuck and pulls himself together and goes back to work. I take off and wonder what the pee guy looks like and what he thought was going on in the stall!!

Part 8 - Sunday Surprises They entered the coolness of the house and voices could be heard coming from the Lounge. Jake looked over at Marco who assured him it would be the housekeeping staff cleaning. Fabian came out of the lounge and walked towards them. "Welcome home, Marco why don't you and Jake go to the pool, I will join you there shortly." "Yes sir." Marco's hand guided the back of Jake to the Orangery where they undressed and headed down to the pool. In no time they were both laughing and splashing around in the cool water as the warm sun beat down on them. Marco glimpsed Fabian holding an ice bucket and 3 glasses, he grabbed Jake and told him it was time to dry off and have a drink. Marco had the biggest smile on his face and his arm was draped around Jake's shoulder, he knew what this meant. "Boys, we have some celebrating to do." Fabian popped the champagne and poured three glasses out and handed one to Jake and Marco. He raised his glass. "Jake, your blood test came back negative, you have passed the final test. You are welcomed into my family!" They clinked their champagne flutes, Fabian kissed Jake and Marco rubbed his head and replaced his arm around his shoulder. Jake wasn't sure what was suppose to happen next, the thought of reality struck home that tomorrow he would have to be back at work and in his usual routine. His train of thought was interrupted by Marco speaking to Fabian. "Sir, Jake has expressed an interest in working out with me." "That is wonderful news, he has the right physique. I trust you will nurture him well." "Yes sir, it would be a pleasure to train with him." "Do you have gym wear Jake?" "Oh, no I don't, should I go an get some?" "Marco, take Jake out shopping and get him whatever he needs." "Yes sir." "Oh, and some evening attire we have a family dinner tonight." Marco nodded and hinted at Jake to come and swim. Fabian finished his champagne and returned to the house as Jake and Marco dived in to the pool and swam lengths for 30 minutes. Jake crawled out the pool exhausted. "Hell, Marco I could hardly keep up." Marco layed on the side breathing heavy next to Jake. "Give it a week and you will be able to do more. Right lets get dressed and go shopping." "I need to go home and get my bank cards Marco." "Jake, it is all taken care of." They walked back to the house and retrieved their clothes then headed up the stairs taking a different turning this time towards another large bedroom. "These are my rooms, I am at the opposite end of the house from the master suite, you can change here." "Thank you Marco." Jake was surprised as Marco's room had a cosy lounge, bedroom and bathroom. Although it was inside another house it was still bigger than his flat. Marco picked up the phone and asked Jean-Paul to be outside in 15 minutes to take them shopping. They changed quickly and stood staring at each other for a moment before Marco smiled and kissed Jake lightly on the mouth quickly, he grabbed his hand and walked back towards the stairs and front door. Jean-Paul was waiting with the car, dressed in shorts and polo shirt this time, he opened the passenger door and closed as they settled in. Jean-Paul got in to the driver seat and looked in the mirror. "Where to Marco?" "Harvey Nichols should have what we need." Jean-Paul nodded and they set off. 30 minutes later the card pulled up to the main entrance of the department store in Knightsbridge. The door man came rushing over to the car and opened the passenger door and held it open as Jake and Marco exited. A few people stopped to see who getting out of the car then hurriedly went on with their business. The door man asked if they required Alfredo, Marco nodded and the door man spoke in to his radio ear piece and ushered them inside the store and to a discreetly hidden lounge area. He told Marco that Alfredo is on his way. Jake was bemused and excited, oh sure he had been in Harvey Nichols before but only browse and never buy anything. A steward came over and offered them champagne which they both took. Marco clinked his glass against Jakes "Family" he said. Alfredo entered followed by two assistants, he was a tall with a very athletic build, in his late 20's but had the most divine chiselled features. "Marco how lovely to see you, and who is this young man?" "Alfredo this Jake, we need work out wear, something sexy I think would be nice." "Perfect, I have a good idea what he needs, anything else." "Dinner tuxedo, standard colours full dress please." "We have some amazing ones just come in this week that would look perfect on him." "Jake, is there anything else you would like?" "Errmm, I don't know what do you think Marco?" "Well let's not rush, I suspect we will do this again shortly." The assistants measured Jake up for sizes and they scurried off after Alfredo gave them instructions. Jake quietly asked Marco if Alfredo was family, Marco nodded. It appeared to Jake that Fabian's family got everywhere. He went on to tell Jake that Alfredo is Fabian's personal shopper, plus all the people that he sends all ask for Alfredo. In fact he get's job offers every week from all over, they know how much business he brings in so it is a win win situation for him. Alfredo returned with his assistants and two racks of clothing. Jake tried on a tuxedo which felt sublime and fitted like a glove, the material was silky and obviously very good quality. He tried to look for price tag but all he saw was the designers label, he new this was not cheap. After several changes of clothes he stood there in a pair of lycra gym shorts sporting a large bulge as the material felt amazing and he was causing him to get an erection. Slightly embarrassed he tried to cover up. Alfredo smiled and told him he would have been disappointed if he didn't have that reaction, acting as if it was perfectly natural. As they finished up Alfredo escorted them out to the waiting car, the assistants putting the bags and suit carrier in to the boot of the car. Alfredo gave Jake a bag with shorts and polo shirts as a little something extra for his first visit and smiled to them as they took their seats. Alfredo poked his head in the car and told them he would see them all this evening for dinner. The doorman approached and closed the passenger door, the car pulled away and headed back to Wimbledon. "Did you enjoy that?" "Unbelievable, I have never gone shopping where I Just sat and drunk champagne before." "It is a nice way to shop, but I do like going normal shopping as well." "Marco, am I going to be in debt to Fabian?" "Not at all, I told you he is a very generous person, but also expects family to dress as required." "Is my life going to change?" "Yes, I have only seen Fabian this excited with one other person. Me." As the car approached the front of the house one was just leaving. Jake tried to see who it was, a single solitary figure in the drivers seat. He did a double take thinking he just saw Billy, he tried to look back but the blacked out window made it impossible to verify what he thought he saw. Both Jean-Paul and Marco realised what had just happened, the chain reaction and fallout this could cause.

The Trainee (Part 2) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** Shane went to work and gave 100 %. No matter what was asked of him, he seemed to be highly motivated and since he wanted to impression he smiled to everyone, trying to be polite and helpful. Certainly his speed slowed down, whenever he had to pull up his pants or to pull down the blouse. Every time he bent down to pick up something from a pallet, the cleft between his ass-cheeks became clearly visible. Of course he received some rude comments, mostly from older women or mothers with children. Every time a female hissed the word ‘Pervert’ at him, he wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. One woman asked him, why he was so scantily dressed, commenting she didn’t want to see his behind exposed to her or her two kids and thought it was also not appropriate for him to wear a women’s blouse. Shane explained the store didn't have a uniform in his size, so the clothing he was wearing was the best that was available, but the ady didn’t accept his excuse and complained about Shane’s appearance at our service point. I was called to the information desk and had a conversation with this woman. Of course I apologized for those circumstances, because that’s my job – to be professional. But truth was: I did not care what she was thinking. We went further away from the service point, so my other employees wouldn’t hear me. Shane was standing in quite a distance holding a cornflakes box in his hand, mashing it up involuntarily. He could see us, but was too far away to understand a word I was saying. “We offered him a uniform, fitting his body measures, but he declined. But we are an open minded store in a liberate town, we do not interfere with our staff member’s ways to express their own lifestyle. Shane chose a daring way to dress himself, but he wears the required uniform, even if it is one or two sizes too small. She didn’t look very happy about that answer, nagging about that her children would go blind, if they had to look one more time at this perverted guy. “Well… Shane is a good worker and as long as he wears the uniform, even if it is too tight, we don’t mix up with his personal opinions about his sexual orientation or his intentions about exploring new aspects in his life… as Shania for example.” She opened her eyes real wide and stormed right out of the store without saying another word. Guess she thought her kids would turn deaf, if they’d have to listen to me for one more minute. Shane looked like he was going to get fired in any second, when I walked up to him with a grim look on my face. He let his head hang down, but I only grabbed him tight on his nape and told him, that he shouldn’t worry too much about it. He did nothing wrong and made an excellent job. I pinched his left nipple playfully through the soft fabric of his blouse and told him to move his ass for our customers. There were those nagging housewives on one side, but on the other hand there were plenty of guys, who really enjoyed Shane’s effort. Some observed him working hard from a safe distance. Others asked him for help because they couldn’t find certain things. Yeah – right! By the way, those things were somehow ALWAYS on the lowest shelves. So he spent most of the time squatting down, searching for the stuff the customer’s requested. Once he found an item he stayed in his crouched position and handed the stuff to the guy asking for it. He was looking up like a puppy in need for a treat, but strangely enough, most of the items were wrong and he had to keep looking for the right articles. Sometimes he was held down by a resting hand on his head playing with his hair for example, while the guy would read the description on the back of the package, only to tell him he was looking for something else. This happened not forcefully. The males just wanted to prolong their horny games and get the chance to touch the twink for a couple of times. Then I observed something interesting. Two guys worked together – filming the lad obviously. While Shane crouched in front of a bulging guy, his friend was standing right behind Shane’s back and recorded the whole situation with his cell phone. Shane’s exposed butt was clearly shown in the picture, and the guy in front of him, groped his cock through his pants very noticeable. The boy lowered his eyes in embarrassment. He played with his junk also from time to time in public, but not when someone was clearly watching him. He didn’t even realize, the second mate was recording the whole scenery. It looked like an intro to a cheap porn movie. Besides that, I couldn’t count how many times Shane bumped into other guys crotches with his face. He simply turned his head and wanted to ask the guys something or hand the article to them and found his face smashed to some male’s genitalia - even if, of course, the man was wearing pants. The strange thing for him was, the men never seemed to bother. They didn’t move back or say anything about it. They just stood there, making it totally uncomfortable for the boy to escape. Although it was not his fault, he apologized with a shy smile. This made most guys go crazy. I could see it in their eyes. They wanted to fuck this faggot badly. After several hours of work, Shane was released to do his break. In the break room he tried to do his best to socialize with other guys. But the females just whispered at the other table and, shen Shane asked to take a seat the guys abruptly went back to work. So Shane sat there all alone, staring out of the window, killing time until his break to be over. Before going back to his work the boy went to the bathroom to take a piss and wash his hands. Entering the bathroom, he saw two of the guys who had split the break room when Shane tried to introduce himself. “Well, look who is here. Are you sure you chose the right toilet?” one of his associates said. “Come on guys, don’t be like that. This is my first day….” “Listen faggot. I don’t care about the store politics. I don’t care about political correctness… I just want to tell you – if you ever touch my ass, or look at me or make advances towards me… I will beat you to a pulp you fucking homo….” the other one growled. “I am not a fag man, I have a girlfriend….” Shane tried to defend himself. The guy with the nameplate ‘Jon’ gave him such a slap to his face, that he landed dazed between two urinals. “Are you calling me a liar, faggot?” he asked agitated. Both guys moved towards him and Shane tried to get up, but had no chance. Another slap hit his face. “What is it faggot… you calling me a liar?” he repeated himself. Both guys clenched their firsts and Shane was highly scared of being beaten up in this toilet. “No…. no…. you are not a liar” the boy mumbled. “So what…?” Jon growled. “I… I am… a faggot” he whispered. “You owe me 10 dollars Brian” Jon laughed loudly. “I told you – he is a fucking homo and I don’t care what you heard about him before. Look at him, how he focuses his gaze at us, how he stares at our bulges – do you like what you see?” Shane had no choice, since both guys towering above him, to notice the crotches in front of him. “Why don’t you pay some respect to me and my buddy and let’s say – give us a kiss on our superior cock lumps.” Jon suggested to Shane and winked at Brian. “It is okay… there is nothing wrong about it faggot. Just give each of us a quick kiss on our bulges and we are off to work. No harm done….” Jon grinned evilly. Shane felt like he had no other choice. He was scared to death, to get his face beaten and so he straightened up a bit and gave a quick smooch to Jon’s covered dick and then in light speed he did the same thing to Brian’s bulge. “Are you kidding me?” Jon snarled dangerously. “You didn’t even hit my cock you low life…do it the right way or else….” “I thought you queers are able to detect if a guy is carrying his cock to the left or to the right side – now… Go on… Continue…. check out my junk and if you got it right, give me a nice and friendly kiss on my cockhead…. HURRY UP NOW!” Jon slapped Shane lightly on his head. Brian was satisfied obviously, because he stepped back a little bit, which gave Jon had more room now to expand himself in front of poor Shane. The lad raised his shaking hands up to Jon’s crotch and started massaging the guy’s cock area. “You know Brian, my dad once told me, faggots are quite good substitutes, if your girl is not around… they are quite good cock suckers.” Jon explained to his friend casually. “Are you a good cock sucker boy?” he wanted to know. “No… no” Shane looked up and shook his head. “My dad told me, they are also drinking your piss if you need to relieve yourself. Hell – they even lick your asshole!” he exclaimed. Shane sobbed softly while he made out Jon’s hardening cock. “Yeah… you got it – no kiss my cockhead through my jeans. Show me how much you respect me! Lick over my pants before sucking my cock through the fabric.” Shane tried to look for sympathy in Brian’s eyes but he could see no compassion. And so he stuck out his tongue out and licked this totally stranger his jeans in the front. He heard some clicking and saw Brian and Jon were both taking pictures on their cell phones. “Do you want us to help you, do some practice on your cock sucking then…” Jon asked in a calm but threatening tone. Shane looked up to both guys with begging eyes and whispered ‘Pleaaaaase’ softly, in order to make them stop. “No need to beg faggot. I will spread the word around, that you are willing to give head for associates in need…..like the whore…. what was her fucking name again?” Jon looked at his pal. “Mindy….” he replied. “Yeah fuck… the whore was good in cock sucking, but she always refused to suck ass…. good that we have at least this opportunity now… right – faggot?” Jon asked more rhetorically. “But aren’t you a fag also, if you give your cock to a faggot?” Brian asked his mate. “Not if you are using him as a hole. If you don’t suck another guy or take cock up your ass, it is not a homo thing. This is just stress relief if a true cunt is not available.” Jon stated. “Let’s go back to work Jon… we are already late” Brian suggested to his friend. Jon stepped back a bit and gave Shane another hard slap to his face, to which Shane yelped out and held his hand against his cheek. “Don’t fuck with me faggot. If you tell anyone about our little agreement, I promise – you will be sorry. Got that freak?” he asked sternly. Shane couldn’t help but nod. Once those bullies left the bathroom he started to cry. He couldn’t continue working at this place. He was not safe here anymore. In his mind the idea formed to find me and to tell me about him quitting the job. He didn’t want give any reasons. He would just quit and leave this place and he would be safe. Once Shane walked back into the store another associate he never saw before passed him and pointed at him. Then he poked his tongue against the inner side of his right cheek, mimicking the international sign for ‘sucking cock’ and grabbed his bulge obscenely. Rumors started to spread already. Shane was out of his mind because of his anxiety.

Part 9 I stood with my ass shoved against the glory hole, while the second unseen cock slid all the way up my fagdump. I was in heaven. This one was really fat and stretched my ass open really wide, just like when Daddy bred me every morning. I could feel the 19 loads inside me getting churned up and could smell the jizz in the small booth. It smelled like heaven. This guy was taking his time using me. He would speed up and then slow down leaving his fat cock shoved all the way inside me, throbbing. Finally, after a few minutes, he pulled out and whispered “I’m coming over there, faggot, open the door.” Then he slid his cock out of me and I could hear him pull up his pants. A second later he was inside the booth with me. He was a young guy, tall, with curly blonde hair, wearing a Navy uniform. He locked the door and dropped his pants again, looked at me and got a nasty grin on his face. “Damn you’re a hot little faggot aren’t you? You want my cock, boy? Of course you do. Dirty little whore.” Then he grabbed me behind the head and kissed me hard on the mouth. I was completely swept away in the moment, gasping, pushing back on his mouth with my tongue, and moaning. Moaning because my cunt was empty and needed to be filled with his fat Navy boy cock again. I came up for air and looked up at him, pleadingly and said “please shove it back inside my cunt. I have to have your cock again.” He grinned and said “fuck yeah, of course, pig. I can breed you at least twice.” I smiled big and turned around and impaled myself on his huge, fat cock, moaning as I did. “Damn your cunt is sloppy, pig. How many loads are in your pussy?” He was pounding me steadily now and I was loving every inch of it. “Nineteen,” I said. “Damn, you really are a fucking nasty whore. My buddies would love gang fucking you. They always love a good gang breeding.” I laughed while he was deep dicking me and said “always happy to be of service to our men in uniform.” “Here comes my first load, faggot. You ready? You want to get knocked up by a sailor?” I just moaned “YESSSSSSSS” and reached around to pull his cock all the way inside me. He continued to pound my ass and within a minute I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, shooting load number 20. He stopped and I could feel his cock shooting the last spurt of cum into my cunt. He leaned down and kissed me again, while his cock slid out of my slimy, cum drenched ass. I pulled away from him and leaned down to clean off his cock which was covered with the his cum mixed with a bunch of strangers’ loads. I was in heaven. “Hey, piggy. Look. Another cock for you. You need another cock? Of course you do, you’re a faggot who lives for cock aren’t you?” All I could do was moan in answer. I looked and one of the glory holes had a cock at it. Another stranger who wanted to be inside me. Another faceless man with a cock I needed to worship with my cum filled, sloppy cunt. The sailor reached over and stroked the uncut cock and guided my ass over to impale itself on the fat mushroom head poking out of a thick foreskin. The guy on the other side of the wall moaned and started to speak Spanish and the sailor kissed me and said “good fucking piggy. You want another load?” He laughed and said “what a stupid question. Of course the faggot wants another load.” I nodded and said “fuck yes, that’s what my cunt is for. It needs cock and cum all the time.” He laughed and said “you’re high as fuck, piggy.” I just smiled and moaned while the cock I was impaled on slipped in and out of my cunt. There was mumbling from the other side of the partition and we both heard him say “puta.” The sailor smiled at me again and whispered “do you know what ‘puta’ means, faggot?” I nodded no. “It means ‘whore.’ He knows you’re a whore because you stick your cunt up against glory holes and let strangers use your pussy for their pleasure.” The sailor said “fucking PUTA,” and spit on my face and then licked the spit off my cheek and nose and kissed me hard. I just moaned again and squeezed the cock inside me with my ass muscles. The man on the other side moaned as well, and started to rabbit fuck my ass. Quickly, I was rewarded with load number 21. As soon as the man pulled his cock out of my well raped cunt, the sailor took off his shirt and showed me his tight, hairy body. His cock was hard again and he wanted to fuck me a second time, when I heard a knock on the door. “Hey son, let me in.” I unlatched the door and let Daddy inside the tiny booth. There was barely enough room for us to all be in there and Daddy was surprised to see I had made a friend. “And who have we here, son?” “I don’t know his name, Daddy. But he’s already given me a load in my pussy and he says he has another one for me!” “I’m Adam, sir. Are you really his Dad?,” he said, turning to me “Dude that is so fucking hot. I’ve always wanted to fuck around with my Dad. He’s such a fucking hairy stud.” “Yeah, he’s really my Dad, and I love taking his cock. He’s teaching me how to be a real cock whore.” “Well, you’re doing a great job, sir. Your son, what the fuck is your name dude?” “Justin.” “Well, Justin is a helluva good fuck. Maybe we can all go somewhere where there’s more room and I can give him that second load in his cunt.” “I’m Mike, Adam. But you can call me Daddy too, if you want.” Daddy smiled at the cute sailor, who blushed. “And I think that’s a great idea. Chuck from the front desk wants to play too, and he just finished his shift. Let’s go in the larger room and have some fun.” Daddy left the room and Adam and I put our clothes back on. Well, I just sat down on the butt plug and pulled up my shorts. I smelled like sweat, sex and cum. In other words, I smelled amazing. Chuck was holding the door of the larger video room open for us, and we followed him inside.

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.

As Glen shot into my hole, I had to admit that the feeling of cum in me was starting to turn me on. I laid there, cradled by the pair of them like something they needed to feed and feed off. The grim realisations can hold off for an hour or two, right now I’m starting to understand why guys chase and become cum addicted. The seed deposits soak in to you. Creating a stronger deeper connection with who you’re with. That moment feels like it could last forever. You bond. Perhaps I needed to be shown that, I needed that urge to be forced upon me. So I could see for myself. It was as if the toxic cum decided on me regardless and had begun its takeover, its rewiring. Like I said, I was starting to understand. “How you feeling now Dan. Happy you’ve begun a new life?” That freaked me out. I was drunk and stumbled into a sauna on the wrong evening and now here I was being assimilated into the poz brotherhood. Wait… I’d read that phrase before and now I’m thinking it? I need to get out of here before it’s too late. Steve shoved the poppers under my nose again “It’s time you tasted my cock Dan. It’s been in you already, so nice to complete the circle". I started to play with my own cock, now harder than ever. Glen brushed my hand aside and began to lick my cockhead. The connection was beginning to overwhelm my senses. No wonder they called it a brotherhood. Being like this was something far closer and more erotic than just lovers. Glen was muttering encouragement to me as I sucked him off. “Oh mate. You’re doing very well. I think we should take this elsewhere. What do you think Steve?” Steve removed his mouth from my cock “Fuck yes, maybe see if the sling is free” “Good idea. It usually isn’t free but we can get Dan to the front of the queue. What’s the point of running a night like this if we don’t get first dibs? The others will understand the need to fast track Dan. Maybe one or two of them can pitch in with the next round of recruitment” "There’s another round? What the fuck is this? I saw the sling area earlier and there were a handful of guys hanging around it, all taking it in turns on some poor guy they’d ballgagged. There was no way I was going to get involved in…" “Sniff, Dan. You’re going to love it… eventually.” Oh man.

There have been many memorable Darkroom sex sessions. A few immediately come to mind. One was when I was in my 30s in Amsterdam. I was more a cub back then. There was the Thermos Night sauna (bathhouse, which opened when Thermos Day closed). If I remember correctly there were two floors. Top floor had cabins. Lower floor had the jacuzzi and a few other sections (can't remember exactly what they all were). There was one room which was a sort of passage from one section to the next and was pitch dark. You couldn't see a thing. It was usually so packed you had to push yourself through. It was full of bodies and roaming hands, butts and dicks. There was no way you could get through without touching anyone. Bodies pressed against bodies. It was extremely hot in there so you immediatly started sweating. I had been upstairs and had been fucked twice there in the cabins. High on poppers and booze I entered the passage at one end and from the moment I was in there were hands exploring my body. Within minutes I had a dick up my ass. I couldn't move because of the crowd. He pumped a load in my ass and then I heard him say to someone "your turn". Next dick slid in. While he was fucking me I felt a mouth on my dick. Shot my load in the guy's mouth even before the 2nd top was done. After that I tried to get to the end of the passage but didn't manage before someone else felt up my ass, grabbed my hips and added another load. Went to the jacuzzi to soak where I met another guy who I went upstairs with. But that's another story ? I still remember it vividly and even know the music was a thumping remix of Björk's Human Behavior. Whenever I hear that song it immediatly brings me back to that experience.

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

I live in Las Vegas and for a town called Sin City, it can really be hit or miss if you're a bottom. But I'll never forget the time that I was essentially raped at Entourage, one of the two remaining bathhouses here in town. I'd been out with a couple of friends and we'd gone to Badlands, a somewhat old style saloon in the same commercial center where Entourage is located. I was feeling buzzed and was in no condition to drive home so as we said our goodbyes, my buddies went their way and I walked over to Entourage. As it was roughly 2:00 AM on a Friday night, all the rooms were taken up and I had to settle for a locker. I figured I'd just wait til a room was available and get some sleep then. In the meantime, I figured I'd check out the action. I undressed and walked around with the towel over one shoulder, which, for the most part, covered my cock, but which left my ass visible. The hallways and TV room were nearly empty and, as I made my way around, I could see that most doors were closed. I silently regretted those last two Jack and cokes I'd had because they were beginning to hit me and all I wanted was to lay down somewhere quiet and get some rest. That's when I saw Him walking towards me: good looking, muscular, 20 something year old dark haired stud with a USMC tattoo on his right pec and a beer can thick cock hanging between his legs. He walked past me without acknowledgement, but as I turned to look over my shoulder, I caught him doing the same, apparently staring at my ass. For the next few minutes, as I looked for a place to lay down, I would occasionally see him in my peripheral vision, stalking me as if I were his prey. I finally made my slightly disoriented way into the empty dark room and lay face down on a waist high platform, ready to get some shut eye and oblivious to the fact that the stud had followed behind me and was standing a mere few feet from me, fisting his thick cock and making plans for my hole. As I lay there on the verge of sleep, I suddenly felt him straddle my ass, spread my cheeks with both hands, and what felt like a baseball bat pressing against my asshole, trying to stretch it against its obvious resistance. The shock and pain woke me the fuck up and in a drunken slur I said "Please don't, you're really big." Without saying a word he backed off and I could hear him pop open some lube and begin to jack his cock. I naively thought that that was the end of it when he suddenly lay his full weight on my back, clamped one hand around my mouth, and used his other hand to maneuver his now slick cock between my cheeks and started using that big mushroom head as a battering ram. The slippery lube and his insistence gradually spread my hole and with an almost audible pop, his cock head forced its way through my sphincter and I heard him groan savagely as I lay there and saw stars from the pain of the sudden invasion. I tried getting up from under him but he used his body weight to hold me down and as he shoved the remaining length of his hole wrecker in me, he hissed into my ear, "I'm fucking balls deep in you now, just fucking take it." I felt helpless as I lay there and felt him bucking his hips and sliding his thick fucker in and out of me, feeling his huge cock head drag and push my insides as he shoved in and out of my guts. In the back of my mind, I was worried and scared because I knew I was essentially getting raped by a big dicked stud who hadn't even contemplated putting a condom on before spearing my guts with his huge cock. But in the forefront, I was beginning to really enjoy the fuck as I he would slam balls deep and ram directly onto my prostate. I couldn't help it and I started moaning uncontrollably against his hand on every down stroke. He soon noticed and that seemed to turn him on. He started getting more vocal, whispering encouragements into my ear, "That's right, fuck yeah, I knew you'd love my cock.....yeah, take my fucking cock all in you..... Yeah, your tight little pussy is gonna make me cum..... Yeah, I'm gonna fill you up with my load." The rhythm of the cock pistoning in and out of my ass began to become more frantic, even as I recognized a complete stranger was about to shoot his cum into my unprotected hole. His breathing became more ragged as he suddenly pushed himself as deep into me as he could and froze in place as I could feel his cock twitching and throbbing balls deep in me as he flooded my guts with his cum and groaned, "Fuck yeah, knocking your ass up with my seed! Yeah, take it all bitch, take my babies in you, fucking take my load!" My hole spasmed around his cock, responding to the stimulus as he lay on top of me, his heart beating like a jack rabbit and his cock still throbbing with the last jets of his orgasm. He pulled his cock out of me and I felt empty as the cool air hit my now puffed up ass lips. He smacked my left ass cheek and said, "Keep my cum in you and let it do its job, cumdump." With that advice he got off of me and walked back into the darkness. I lay there confused and conflicted as my military rapist's cum slowly trickled out of my hole and ran down my balls to join the load I'd unexpectedly shot as he took my ass and made it his cumdump.

I’d been drinking, and in my inebriated mind decided to walk home rather than wait for a night bus. After checking a couple of apps, I was feeling a bit horny even if I had no mind to do anything about it. It was then when I noticed the illuminated sign for the sauna. I’d passed it many times before and knew it had something of a reputation for its theme nights where one night it’s Daddies/ Bois or no towels or whatever. I decided that I would pop in for a bit, freshen up in the shower and maybe get sucked off. Job done. Once I’m buzzed in I realise that I’m actually doing this, and so check in for a towel, give reception my email for some reason for their mailing list, and head into the changing area, clumsily undress and then head into the main part of the sauna. After doing the rounds – and discovering there’s even a sling area, which stank of piss – I settled into a wood cabin that seemed fairly quiet bar the two older daddy types, mid-50s, looked like regulars but were in hot shape, gently feasting off each other’s bodies, teasing each zone and clearly been there a while. I settled down on a bench to the side and vaguely watched them. One of them reached over under my towel and put his hand on my stiffening cock and smiled “What have we here?” He leaned over further and began nibbling on my cock. Fuck. I hadn’t quite budgeted for this, but my horniness seemingly had me pinned to the spot as his mouth started to suck. His mate slid over and handed me some poppers. I felt obliged to really. It seemed rude not to. Although the minute I whiffed a few snorts my head felt like the wiring had come lose and all that now mattered was this hairy dad feeding on me. His mate leant into kiss me and again and suddenly I’d never wanted this stranger more. I felt the cocksucker’s fingers probe my hole, somewhat looking confused that it was dry and tight, but almost instantaneously the evidence of a sick grin replacing it. “Slow night brother?” It took me a moment to realise he was talking to me. “Uh… not really. Just a bit drunk and horny” I replied. “Hehe, nice. Drunk and horny on a PozBro night. I get you” “Wait, what? I thought that was Tuesdays...” “No mate. Been Thursdays for the last four months. Every other week we let in non-members and chasers” “Really? Ah okay. Bit of a mistake. I’ll leave you guys to it then” as I went to get up, the popper daddy pulled me backed into a kiss. I was beginning to feel strange, and realise these fuckers had me in their web. I could hear the door being locked and started to feel panicked “Not so fast bro… Hey Steve I think we’ve got ourselves a newbie!” I kept struggling as Steve pulled out the poppers again. Fuuuuck. What was in them? They were making me react the way they wanted. My body betraying my frantic mind. Half terrified, half horny. Jesus. I could only hope to get out of this alive. “I think you’re right Glen. Luckily for him we’re on a recruitment drive. I think we should showcase a few of the membership benefits while he’s here.” Glen was starting to tease my hole with his tongue. Oh boy, not felt anything like that before. I had begun to bliss out with the intoxication, feeling reasonably good despite the fact I was naked, horny, off my face in a locked room with two poz fuckers talking about recruiting me. Holy shit. I found myself turning my face to Steve’s cock. Man, what a fucking amazing poz tool, I thought. Thoughts that evaporated as I begun to suck down on it. Meanwhile Glen had been probing my hole, and I’d been slowly aware of letting him begin to probe me further. I wasn’t quite understanding my behavior, but everything felt so good and right and I figured I could risk this. They must be bluffing, I thought, there is no way someone would be so toxic that it would take immediately… That’s how I looked at it. Surely every guy doesn’t get pozzed instantly… That said, Glen was still pursuing my hole. I noticed him spit on his cock. I hoped there’d be lube but it was unlikely I was to get a smooth ride. These two fuckers know too much as it is. “That’s one tight hole there. Good thing you have us here to help you realise what a pleasure centre you can be. So much potential for you as a pozbro”. Oh fuck.

Here it was. Finally graduating high school. Two weeks prior I had just turned 18. My best friend would be moving up north with his mom because he couldn't stand his father for being gay. Tom tried to be a great dad to Mike but Mike hated gay people. I hid my gay desires from him because he was the only friend I had. Tom was basically a father to me as well since my dad left when I was five. I acted more like a son than Mike did. I even called Tom dad from time to time. It just felt natural. As soon as puberty hit I knew I was gay. I started seeing Tom in a whole other way and he definitely noticed. We had talks about it and the feelings I was having. He told me if I could remain a virgin until graduation he would take my cherry and give me the greatest gift any bottom could receive. Those five years were torture. Now graduation is over and Mike has left town. I'm ready for Daddy's graduation gift.

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

It was Saturday night. I had been surfing porn and posting like crazy trying to find some cock in tacoma. Been since CL shut down personals.. Its like midnight and i have all but given up my dream of getting laid tonight. I check my email one last time. 4 on the inbox. There have been mostly fakes and spam all evening, the few real guys dont meet my needs. First 3 are one line bs replies, the forth has potential. Full stats, general location, short description of his needs and when i open the pics i almost think its to good to be true.. I bang out a reply, thanking him for a real reply and the pics. Ding my phone goes he has replied. He asks about me, how the search goes, if i have any more pics.. standard stuff. About me. Big build 47 6'3 255 solid built blue collar guy. Have a military look. Most want a young skinny twink skater kid so my options are limited..lol We chat back and forth for a few emails, he asks if i van take directions well, if i minded other guys being there maybe getting involved.. all good with me i say. When could i come over he asks. He's actually pretty close by area he said he lives in. Now i reply. Ok he says. He proceeded to give me very detailed instructions on whay to do. Shower shave , wear sweets,no underwear, what color sweets and shirt. Type of shirt. And to text him when i am ready with his phone number. I run to the shower comply with his request and find the rite cloths and get in my car and text him. I am both extremely excited and nervous. My phone vibrates address and more instructions. He is only 2 blocks away. Hummmmm I drive over and as instructed park where i am told. New condos just built. I get out of my car and phone dings. All It just says turn around slowly twice.. ok and i do. Walk to the main door and you will be let in. As i walk to the door 2 gorgeous older ladies are leaving. They smile and eyeball me from head to toe.. haha felt like a piece of meet.. I go to the number given and open the door as instructed. Nice place, help yourself to a drink i will be out in a minute i hear from another room.. a drink in hand looking out the window at the view I hear someone walk up behind me.. nice ass dude he says. I smile and say thanks. He's a good looking dude in a robe. Can tell he just got out of the shower.. we chat, its not awkward. He says my wife is the one you have been chatting with, that's the deal she pics for me, she knows what i like and who i get to see, she is rite, you are a good looking guy.. WOW i think to my self. He slips his hand down my sweets and squeezes my ass and says come on , im horny, she will be back in a few hours. I ask did i pass her in the entryway..he just smiles..in the bedroom he takes his robe off. OMFG this dude has a cock.. its huge.. really super thick.. wow i say, he just smiles. Its semi hard. I sit on the edge of the bed and take what i can in my mouth.. its clean and fresh and instantly hard. I swear its even bigger.. I pull my shirt off and wiggle out of my sweets.. roll over he says. My cheeks are spread and he immediately begins giving me a tongue lashing slash fucking. God it feels good.. he positions me so i am on my knees head down on the edge of the bed. Open your ass, push he says. I do and his whole tongue slides in me. Wow is the word again.. It doesn't last long enough. He steps back, pours a warm liquid on my back massages my ass with his hands as his cock slides between my ass cheeks. Push he says again, i open my ass and he rewards me with the head of his cock, fuck its big.. ok he asks, I reply by pushing back on his cock taking a few inches. Good he grunts and pushes in, i bearing my head in the bed.. he proceeded to fuck me silly. A night of firsts in so many ways. Biggest cock i have ever been fucked by. The longest. He lasted forever. He flipped me, flopped me. On my side. On my back. On all fours. One leg up. In the end i was on my kness. Him on top legs on the sides of me. Power fucking my ass.. a few hard thrusts and he went stiff. I could feel the warm cum pumping inside of me. OMG i was in heaven. We both kinda collapsed on the bed. I was sore. But it felt great. Tired but satisfied. He got up and said to grab a shower there is a extra robe and to help my self, not the usual get dressed and leave. I shower. Am amazed at the amount of his cum that is leaking out of me, long hot shower. I go into the living room and wholly shit hos wife is there chatting with him.. dont be shy she says we are all friends here.. he says he gonna shower and leaves.. drink she offers, we chat, she smiles. She says he has a great cock rite, i just smile and nod.. in the end i het there names. I head home sore and excited. I have their numbers. They have mine. Its all surreal.. He texts me on the way home. Says no one ever has lasted and not said stop. He says his wife says im cute as hell, wanna come back. I turn the car around...

that is the way it should be - as a total bottom your sex organs are your cunt and your mouth and your total focus should be on using them to please your top/s

I have a timer on my watch, and -- depending on how busy the facility is -- usually set it for between five and ten minutes. I figure if nobody's interested in that amount of time, it's time to wander around and visit the darkroom, hit the glory hole maze, or spend some time on the outdoor deck with a soda or a bottle of water. My (personal) rule of thumb: if you're not getting fucked within your chosen time frame, don't hop back into the sling for 45 minutes to an hour, then try again.

Next stop: bookstore in Kentucky. I don't know what the real name of this place is. It is just north of Cave City, Kentucky and is in an old, mostly abandoned strip mall. It has the usual gigantic sign that simply says 'ADULT'. Its on the west side of I-65. Anyway I like this place and stop in every time I go that way. It has peeps plus two theater rooms, gay and straight. One of the things I like about this place is that its a flat fee to get in, $20. A little pricey I guess but it beats having to feed dollars into a slot while you are giving a blow job or need both hands to brace yourself while some horny trucker is trying to fuck away 10 hours of road rage. About half the booths have glory holes and I always like that option. You never know when this place is going to be busy. One minute its wall to wall guys and the next thing you know its practically empty. They have a huge parking lot so it is very convenient for truckers. I did not get fucked this time around which is a frustration for me. I especially love getting boned through a gloryhole but can be a little shy about putting my ass up there to get it. A couple of my visits here I got fucked by a guy who must have been a local. Very hot young black guy with a perfect cock. Only thing was he used a condom. I let him plow me for a bit but always had to beg off. If you have read any of postings you know I have a fairly legitimate reason for disliking condoms besides the fact they taste terrible, are not sexy and keep the load from getting to where I want it to be. I have something of an allergy to them. They sting, make my ass feel weird and uncomfortable and the smell turns my stomach. I know there are other kinds of condoms but those aren't free in the places I like to get fucked. The last time I was here I got into a hot three-way in the gay theater. I would have preferred being the one getting fucked but had to go with the flow on this one. A tall Nordic looking guy was the bottom. He had a pretty cock but alas was not put to good use. I did get to suck it but it remained out of my hole. I shared him with a short dark haired guy who had great energy. The best part was that we had a big audience. A dozen or more guys were stroking to our show and that always puts some iron in my stick. We took turns plowing this guy until I shot my wad in his ass. The other guy couldn't get his dick in fast enough once he knew he was getting sloppy seconds. This time around I spent a couple hours blowing cocks through the gloryholes and a couple in the theater. One of the things about this place is that they allow woman and they actually show up. I am all for expressing your sexuality and on principle have no objection to woman being there but...….ewww. Not much will make my peter wilt faster than a woman. I get especially irritated when they sit in the gay theater. Really?! If they want to see gay porn there are the peeps or the internet. Such a cockblocking buzz kill to find a woman in there. Some guys really get off on it though. Not me, take it to the straight theater. The bi-guys will find their way there. I sucked several cocks and got some tasty loads. One guy in particular stands out though and is a lesson of sorts. I walked by him several times as there are always a couple chairs in the peeps hall and some guys tend to hang out there. This guy is an enormous black guy, obese really so not exactly my type. But eventually he follows me to a booth and gets into the one next to mine. I kneel down to see what he's got. Its little, something of a fatty but it barely reaches through the hole. Good grief! I had to press my face up there hard to work on it. All in all it was a nicely shaped little penis but a bit of a job to get at and suck properly. In the end it was worth it. He shot a huge load and it tasted great. It made me so hard as he pumped squirt after squirt on my tongue. And that is what I love about gloryholes, you don't have to be into the guy to be into the dick. I have learned to not always refuse guys who I am not attracted to since the load it more important to me that their body type. Next entry will be stop number 3: Oz Campground in Georgia

yes, he currently has me in a Holy Trainer chastity cage. Sometimes, he will make me wear a jock strap if he doesn't want to look at my clit while fucking my pussy. Currently, I am not allowed to touch it or cum without his permission.

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.

One of the BEST fucks I ever got was from a guy with a 3.5 inch cock. I would have GLADLY been his slave for the rest of my life...and I still would. One of the WORST fucks I ever got was from a guy with a ten inch cock. He had NO fuckskill at all. Boring as hell. TOP is an attitude and a skill set, not a cock.

Part 2: Graduation Over I rode back from graduation with Tom. At this point my mom knew I was gay and had no problem with it. As soon as we were in his car Tom pulled his cock and I literally drooled on myself. It was perfect. 9.5 inches long. Thick as a Coke can. I was in heaven. I knew it would hurt when he pushed it in but I wasn't scared. I bent over and started worshipping his cock. I kissed it all over. Jerked him off a little. Slurped down his precum. Then I stretched my mouth to get as much of his cock in my mouth that I could. Precum was coating my mouth pretty good and before I knew it I had taken all of his cock down my throat. Apparently I don't have a gag reflex which is awesome. We got back to his house before I knew it. Tom just parked the car and shut the engine off and laid back in his seat. I made love to his glorious cock for I don't know how long. After awhile Tom started breathing heavier and his balls tightened up. He let out a groan and shot a huge load of cum down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could but some leaked out. Tom scooped it up and fed me his cum. It was so hot and erotic. We shared a very passionate kiss and after we broke the kiss Tom suggested we go inside to really have fun.

First, a little background information. I spent the night of my 18th Birthday at Club NYC, and my 1st man there was also my 1st black man, tall and skinny, his name was James and he was known as Slim Jim to his friends. That night, my slut gene kicked into overdrive and I became a frequent visitor. Living within walking distance, Slim Jim was also a regular and whenever we saw each other, we'd fuck. He was a passionate man with a magnificent 10" cut cock, not to mention a tasty and fuckable hairy ass. One cold Winter night, I went there, paid for a room, stripped and still feeling chilled, took a hot shower and went into the sauna. I was pleased to see Slim Jim with 2 other black men, Reggie and Cliff, he made introductions. Taking a seat next to Slim Jim, I immediately started to feast on his cock, while Reggie and Cliff watched, stroking their own cocks. No longer chilled and now beginning to sweat, I pulled off of Slim Jim's cock and asked if the 4 of us can play. With no objections uttered, I suggested we go to the darkroom and I try out the sling for my 1st time. After a brief stop at the lockers where Cliff grabbed lube and poppers, we entered the darkroom. It was a large room with cushions against the walls, and in the center, there was a sling. S.J. helped me get into the sling and I sucked his cock while Cliff pulled my butt cheeks apart and ate my ass. Ready for the fucking to begin, I nearly ordered S.J. to lube up and go balls deep in me. Hugely hung as he is, S.J. has a way of penetrating we with only minor discomfort, but with Reggie holding the poppers under my nose, I was oblivious until I felt S.J.'s balls against my butt. My own cock throbbed as S.J. long dicked me with his usual passion. Some 10 minutes later, S.J. roared as I felt his cock spasm, spewing his cum deep in my ass. As soon as S.J. pulled out, Cliff slid his thin uncut 8" cock in me saying my ass was like velvet. Cliff fucked like an animal and after 5 minutes, he added load #2 into my ass. Reggie was next and he had 7" with an obscenely huge cockhead that hit places I never felt before. I heard squishy noises as he pounded my ass, adding load #3 in about 10 minutes. "Can I get some of that?" a voice with a thick Hispanic accent asked. "Please do!" I replied. He was in me for maybe 3 minutes before he blasted load #4 in me. With a simple "Thanks!" he pulled out and walked away. My 3 black friends agreed to go another round and when they were done, cum was leaking from my hole. Helping me out of the sling, S.J. said he wanted me to fuck him and naturally I obliged. The 4 of us left the darkroom and hit the showers together. Never got to play with Cliff and Reggie again, but S.J. and I had many hot times!

Level 5 since 1998, when a buddy broke my bareback cherry. So no condoms in the last 20 years. RAW ONLY. Before that, Level 1. Talk about a leap (and change in attitude). Poz on meds, undetectable, although occasionally the test comes back detectable.

So i posted pretty soon after i got back home. 2 hours later i get a text telling me he was ready for round 2 and might bring a friend if that was ok.. ok i said back. He says 30 minutes, same place , this time be there on all 4s and be ready. Exactly 30 min. I rushed a shower and was back in the park as asked. Same place, kicked my shoes off, shorts drop, find my lube and lube my self good in and out.. i drop to all 4s and wait. He appeared out of no where.. see i told you he said.. must have been to who he brought. Hands on my ass. Legs pushed together. Someone straddles me and a cock finds my hole, its big i can tell that. Slowly but steadily he pushes the head in and then the whole fucking thing. I grunt its big :). He pulls almost all the way out and the all the way back in.. i feel him in my guts. In out in out. I squeeze down on his cock. He just fucks harder. And boom he floods my insides.. and then they leave.. just like that.. not a word spoken to meet. Just fucked abused and full of cum.. im not complaining though.. waiting for another text. Haha..

Hot scene. Trans anatomy looks all sorts of ways btw. I am trans and intersex but I have a dick in addition to a rather non-vag looking cunt. Basically a tight hole dedicated solely to the purpose of fucking behind my balls. Anyway, because of this I can tell you that my cunt feels amazing to a dick. And I love fucking other trans guys too. I'm always surprised when guys pass up the chance. It doesn't happen much to me (usually guys have bent me over and are fucking my cunt before I can get a word in, sometimes while telling me my ass is the most amazing thing they've ever fucked lol)... But I see the other more typical trans guys with just cunts and an enlarged glans get rejected a lot by cis guys..... and it's like, dude, I get that you like guys and want to stick to your guns on that but if you're a top here's a horny dude who literally has a hole that is pretty much designed just to fuck dick pretty much any time and anywhere and feel amazing.... and you're turning that down because "you don't fuck chicks"? But whatever, their loss is my opportunity. I like trans pussy best and I hardly ever get to top cis guys anyway because even supposedly total bottoms shove their dicks in the moment they see my holes and fuck me like they've been starved for it forever. Tbf, I don't blame them because that's what do every time a trans guy spreads his pussy for me. But yeah, totally recommend fucking trans guys. Even bottoming to them if they can top and you enjoy bottoming. (We generally stay harder longer even after we cum, so provided he's big enough to get it in, he can likely cum and just keep fucking.) I wish there was more porn out there with trans guys and other dudes and more of it raw.

Got there about 9:30, found my room on the 4th floor, stripped down to my towel and did a walk around but things hadn't started heating up yet, so went back to my room, lubed up my hole and laid face down on the bed with the door open. Only laid there about 5 mins when i felt a hand on my ass and saw a nice uncut 7 incher bobbing near my face. I gave it a couple of strokes and when his fingers got to my hole and he felt the lube, he just climbed on top and slid in. Fucked me good for about 10 minutes before dumping a big load in me. He smacked my ass in thanks as he left the room. Got up and started wandering again. There were a few guys in the dark maze and got groped some but no one was doing anything else yet. Wandered down to the basement and sucked a couple cocks in the glory hole room, then made my way back up to the 2nd floor. There were a few guys playing in the movie area near the stairs and a dark skinned black guy with a nice cock was watching and stroking. I dropped to my knees and started sucking him but after a minute or so, he nodded at me to follow him back to his room. He laid down on the bed and I crawled between his legs and started sucking him again, getting him good and hard...a nice fat 8 incher. Made sure my hole was nice and wet, climbed on top, and took a big hit of poppers while sliding down on that big black cock. Rode him hard for a while, bouncing, rolling my hips, squeezing his big cock, until he asked me if I wanted that cum in me. I don't think I said anything, just moaned and rode him harder. He grabbed my hips, pulling me down deep, and I could actually feel that big cock throb as he shot his load in me. I climbed off and thanked him as I made my way out the door. Went back to my room to clean up the cum running down my legs a little. After resting for a little while, I made my way back to the maze. Got groped and grabbed as I wandered in the dark. I was grabbing cocks when I could trying to find a nice one to fill my hole. Then I felt one that was perfect...nice fat head, narrower shaft and spreading at the base, maybe 7-1/2 or so....and as i got ahold of it, his fingers slid up my crack and when he felt the lube, he pulled me into the alcove in front of him. I stroked his cock as he squeezed my ass, then he bent me forward, pushing my head into the dark aisle, and slide that wonderful cock into me. I felt the pop as that fat head went through my ring and I took a big hit of my poppers. I couldn't help but moan as he started pumping that cock in and out of me, which attracted others in the darkness. Unseen hands were grabbing my cock and balls and pinching my nipples, cocks stuck in my mouth for a few strokes. No one stayed long, but seemed like every guy in the maze came by for a touch or a few seconds of sucking. Meanwhile, I'm getting a great fuck as he's alternating between slow and fast, deep and shallow, hard and soft. Until he pulled me upright against his chest, cock still in me, and growled in my ear that I should get ready because he was about to breed me and then his friend was next. I just moaned and bent forward again. He put his hands on my shoulders to pull me down onto his cock harder as he pounded the last few strokes and then buried himself deep as he filled me full of his cum. Before I could even catch my breath, he pulled out and I heard him say, "You're next, bro" as he squeezed past me to leave. I felt someone spit on my hole and then a heavy cock slapped on my ass and I heard a voice say, "I hope you like black cock, cause I sure do like some white pussy." I took another big hit off my poppers and just as I capped the bottle, I felt his cock enter me. He pushed slowly, not stopping until he had all of it in me and it must have been 9-9-1/2 inches easy. He stayed there for a min, letting me get used to his length and damn was he deep. He asked, "You ready, bitch?" I didn't answer, just started pushing back at him as I took another deep hit of the poppers. He grabbed my hips and started long stroking me, not too fast, just a nice steady pace...all the way out and all the way back in. He must have fucked me for 15 or 20 minutes, never altering his pace or his depth. In the meantime, I had a steady stream of gropes and cocks stuck in my mouth as guys walked by and I was still bent forward into the aisle. Finally his pace altered, getting a little faster and he stayed deep, only going in and out a few inches, until he pulled me into him with a slam and held me there as he unloaded in me. When he finally let go, I slid off him, and on a whim, I turned around and kissed the head of his cock. He patted my head and said, "that's a good little white bitch." Damn, I love strong alpha black men, lol. I went back to my room for a while to rest and give my tired little fuckhole a break, lol. I took maybe a half hour nap and when I woke up, I put some fresh lube on my hole and went wandering. There was action all over the place. I spent some time in the little theater room on the 4th floor, fluffing cocks to fuck this thin black twink who was taking some good fucks. Then I wandered to the basement and played in the glory hole room a bit. Finally made my was back to my room and laid face down with the door open. It was 4 AM, so I figured I'd give it 15 minutes and if no one came in, I'd go home. I wasn't lying there 2 minutes when this well built black guy in glasses came in that I had seen a few times earlier, but always when I was preoccupied. He stuck his cock in my face, and I started sucking him. My man was definitely a grower because before I knew it, I had 8+ decently thick inches of black cock in my mouth. He grabbed my lube bottle and lubed himself as he climbed between my spread legs. I took a big hit of poppers and felt that head press against my hole and then he was in. At this point, the fucking was just a blur, but suffice to say, he knew how to fuck. After a while, he pulled me to all fours and then went to town on my ass, finallly pumping his load into me as I collapsed back on the bed. He slapped my ass as he left and pulled the door shut behind him. I laid there for a while, then I cleaned up my leaking gaped ass and got dressed to go home. I love a good CumUnion party!

I started sucking my dad when I was about 12. He was drunk and passed out, and I would sneak in between his legs and lick his cock head. At first I only tasted his piss, but eventually he would start to get hard and I would taste his pre-cum. After a number of months, dad woke up and caught me. That started our sexual relationship. He used me as his urinal, cum-dump, and fuck-whore whenever he was drunk. We never had sex when he was sober. After a couple of years, he had pimped me out to his poker buddies and a bar owner he owned money too. I was 16 when I started getting fucked by older men. I loved every minute of it!

Bit of basement fun

I made my way back upstairs, wet between my buttocks, as the cum dripped out of me. On the top floor there is a water sports room with a bed, a fuck bench in the middle of the room and a big, walk-in wet area for piss fun. Entering the room, I found the usual trolls and piss addicts lurking in the shadows so I made my way to the wet area and sat down on the cold, damp tiles and waited. Before long, several of the ghouls moved in on me, eager to degrade me as I sat patiently looking up at them. Two men stepped in and stood over me, each holding his cock towards my face. There was a pause, a moment of quiet anticipation, and then streams of piss arced out and over my body, gushing down my belly and over my cock, which stiffened in response to the warmth of the piss. I couldn't resist, and leaned forward to gulp some down as it splashed over my face. Finally, they finished and left me drenched in urine and hard as a rock. I stood and stepped into the room. Several guys were wanking and looking at a chubby old man who lay face down over the fuck bench. He was holding his fat cheeks apart and I could see his brown hole was glistening with lube. I stepped up behind him and probed his hole with my cock. He gasped and pulled himself open, inviting my piss-drenched cock to fuck him. Sliding into his slack, old hole I set a steady thrust pattern, enjoying his slack bottom against my belly. The trolls moved in, eagerly feeling under my arse for my cock going into the old man. Someone pulled my head round and kissed me with a probing tongue as other hands guided my bottom back and forth encouraging me to breed the old slut. I couldn't last long, and started to shake as the cum rising in my balls. The man kissing me sensed my urgency and clamped his mouth on mine as I shuddered and shot a heavy load into the eager bottom, thrusting and thrusting until my balls were empty. The man who had been kissing me stopped, and assisted me in standing, smiling as he watched my slime-covered cock pop out of the now dripping arsehole of the bottom. I was absolutely exhausted, and found myself both grateful and helpless as the man led me to a mattress, pushed me face down, and mounted me. Bodies flanked us, urging him on as he fucked my hole, the mattress damp wet with the smell of piss, sweat and cum. I shuddered in ecstasy.....

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

Part Three: A long two weeks and back to Atlanta I climbed back into my truck for the at least three hour drive home. Fuck, I thought, this cock cage is not gonna be fun. All the way home it rubbed and pulled and pressed in a rather uncomfortable way. But, I made it home safe and sound, finished up my homework, and ate with my unsuspecting grandparents. That night sleeping was the worst. Damn, my dick kept getting hard every time I fell asleep and then I would awake in excruciating pain. Somehow, I made it through the night. It was the same every night of that first week, I'd fall asleep and within an hour, be wide awake again with spikes in my dick. Thankfully, nothing eventful happened at school, and damn was I glad that ninth grade gym class was behind me. Explaining the cage wouldn't have been easy. Every night I slept with the plug in. Hell, by the end of the week, I sort of felt odd to even lay in bed without it in. I would come home, do chores (it's a farm, there are always chores...), eat and then go grab a shower before my cunt exercises. Even though I only had to do them every other night with the dildo, I was pretty much shoving it in every night. I mean damn, it was about the only sexual excitement I was gonna get, right? After homework and my exercises I headed straight to bed and shoved the plug in. On the Saturday night after I had been locked six days, something totally different happened. My grandparents had gone out to eat, and I was home alone and horny. Riding the dildo as usual, I felt like I had a sudden urge to piss. Sort of odd since I had just pissed before I started, so I didn't stop. Within minutes, the most intense orgasm I'd ever had suddenly rushed over me in waves! It was almost like every nerve in my body was tingling. Fuck jerking off, this was a thousand times better. I looked down, my soft cock was still securely locked away. Now I knew it was all worth it. Dad wanted another son, one that looked like a stud jock top to the world, but inside he craved cock shoved in his cunt, just hoping to get that total body orgasm. I knew then and there that my days of mindlessly jerking off were over. Only a cock in my cunt would satisfy me now. The next day I made it to a pay phone. It was Sunday, and although my grandparents were at church, they weren't too pushy if I was. I called Alex, "Bro, I had the most intense experience last night," I almost shouted into the phone. I explained to him what had happened. "Damn lil bro, that was faster than Dad and I had expected," Alex replied, "I don't know if Dad explained this to ya or not, but I'm gonna give you the whole story. What is happening to you is called 'cunting' and Rocky is going through it too. It's a hard process, but Dad loves a sweet ass that he can plow all night and not have to worry about you blowing your load and losing interest. I'm the same way. But, sad to say, poor Rocky hasn't had an orgasm yet like that. His cock just drips non stop. You're lucky its happened so fast." Alex continued to explain to me about what I was going through, and that the night time hard ons would slowly subside now too. But, he ended with a warning, "After today, don't use the dildo. Let's have you all horned up and ready for Dad next week with a big load in your balls," with that we hung up and I went home. Damn, now my only sexual outlet was basically gone for a week. I was an irritated mess that whole week. No dildo, no jerking off, just that damn butt plug. Honestly, it had already stretched me so much that I could slide it right in, no problem. Alex was right, the night time hard-ons did start to wane. By Friday, it dawned on me that I hadn't been hard in at least a day, which was a record for me. I couldn't wait until that night when I would be heading back to Atlanta to be with Dad and my brothers. Finally, the last school bell of the day rang and I was off! I got to Atlanta about 6 that evening. "You good and horned up Cheyenne?" Alex asked. "Fuck yeh. My damn dock is soaked through with pre cum already." "Well, let's get you cleaned up and ready to go. Dad's got a surprise for ya tonight." I headed for the shower. Rocky was just finishing up, shaving the last of his proud bro hair stubble off, and had a nice fucking hard on with a glistening bead of pre cum on the tip, but we both ignored it. We had to, since it was part of the 'cunting' process. He grabbed done ice water and grimaced as he plunged his dick in. Less than thirty seconds later, it was shriveled up. "Give me that fucking cock cage," he growled, clearly not happy about wearing it. But, he knew as well as I that Dad's word was the law. I handed him the cage just as Alex walked in. He relocked Rocky and then, after I was undressed, he unlocked me, "You got five minutes in there. Don't tough your cock except to wash it. I'll be back to help you shave since you're so new to it. We don't want to miss any spots." With that, he turned around and walked out. Five minutes later, I was out of the shower and clean everywhere. Alex then helped me shave, and just line Rocky, I got fucking hard as a rock. Erections are worse than useless when you can't do anything about them, not even wipe the string of pre cum hanging off. Just as Rocky had done, Alex plunged my rock hard dick into the ice water and thirty seconds later I was a limp as I could get. We reattached the cage and I got dressed. Less than five minutes later we were in the car and headed for Dad's house. We arrived at Dad's house and went in. There were several other hot guys there. "Looks like my baby boy has made it back fine," he said. I responded with an enthusiastic, "Yessir!" Rocky grabbed us some beers and we joined the group upstairs. There were two other guys about Alex and Rocky's age, roughly early to mid twenties. Their names were Jaden and Mark, and both became Dad's sons about the same time as Alex and Rocky. From the bulges in the jeans I could already tell that this was gonna be an interesting night. After finishing our beers, Dad wanted Rocky and I to shower again, which we did and then come downstairs ready to play. I was more than excited. When appeared downstairs there were a three other guys, all their thirties. From the biohazard tattoos they had, just like Rocky and Alex, it was clear that I was getting to meet more of the family. The dungeon was a bit different than it had been just two weeks ago. Tonight there was only one sling and the fisting bench. Nothing else. I was led up to the sling wearing nothing but a jock and my cage, then strapped in firmly. Dad announced, "Tonight we are going to fill Cheyenne with our DNA and fist it it to make it take. No loads go into Rocky except by my order. Cheyenne will get all of our toxic loads and the loads of your brothers that will get here later. Rocky is undergoing the 'cunting' process, so I want him fist fucked hard, brought to the edge, and left begging for more. Grab the medicine, son." Which Jaden quickly did. Both of us were to be slammed with a half gram to get us fucked up out of our minds. Dad took the syringe, looked me lovingly in the eyes, and said, "Welcome to the family," as he slowly unloaded the full half gram into me. Just before it hit, I glanced over to see Alex slamming Rocky. Fuck I felt the cough and then the burn! It started in my chest, then went down to my cunt, and seemed to exit out of my caged dick. "Damn, the boy can cum from just a slam!" Dad shouted. I had no idea at the time, but I'd just blown a load all over the place. Jaden got the key from Dad and unlocked me, " With that big of a slam, he ain't gonna get hard anyhow," and proceeded to slurp my cum up. He was right, the combination of the T and the training made me focus on one thing only -- getting fucked by my Dad and my brothers, taking as much poz cum in my cunt as I could. That night Dad started off the fucking, and by the end of the night I had gotten a load from all twenty of my brothers. Everyone of them looked me straight into the eyes as they dumped their toxic loads in me. Sometime, hours later as my last brother had fucked me, sans Rocky, I looked over as I heard a loud groan. "Fuck yeh, oh yeh, that feels fucking amazing in my cunt..." Rocky was almost screaming. His eyes rolled back and just as they did, cum started to run out of his cage. Marc, who had been fisting Rocky quickly wiped it into his hand, came over by my and started to work Rocky's cum into me as well. Then Alex said, "Time to make this DNA take" and grabbed some j lube to begin working his hand into me deep. He used very little for two reasons. First, he wanted to tear me a bit so I'd bleed, and second, with over twenty loads in me, I sure as fuck didn't need much lube. "Yeh lil bro, you got a nice sloppy cunt. Too bad Dad had to go to bed early because of his meeting tomorrow. He would love this. Nice, I see some blood. Gonna be a long two weeks for ya this time, being sick and all." After he got done, Jayden handed me two pills, shoved a huge plug in my cunt, and helped me to get down. He took me upstairs and I looked at him confused, " Why are we heading to Dad's bedroom?" "Lil bro, the weekend of your initiation, you get to sleep with Dad." When we got to Dad's bed, he helped me crawl in and the gave me a sot of something. It was almost daylight outside. When whatever it was hit me, I was totally out. When I awoke, it was mid afternoon. Dad had already come home from his meeting and my dick was locked back up. More to come...

Jason I was determined to make this last. Every time I made love to Quinn, it has been rather quick and erratic, but this time I wanted to show him the tender side of sex, particularly as I was sure he had experienced very little of that. I had every intention of taking my time with my dick and his ass, and turning him inside out in the process, but the sneaky bastard had another idea. "Skin, I must feel your skin" Quinn gasped as he tried to lift my polo shirt over my head. I sat-up to make the effort easier, and as I pulled the shirt over my head, he grabbed me and pulled me over, placing his lips against my tattoo and digging his heals into my ass, which forced my cock deep into his hot ass. My brain short circuited over the significance of his lips on my bio-hazard tat and my cock spasmed as it was suddenly and unexpectedly encased in Quinn's hot tunnel all the way to the hilt. My hips went into over-drive as I pulled out and slammed back, my cock spewing globs of viral seed. I pulled-out again and scissored in-and-out a couple of times, and then slammed in again as another volley of poisonous cum shot from my cock deep into his ass. Again I pulled-out and again slammed back-in, but now Quinn had also lost control. He positioned his hips to meet my thrusts, almost as if he was determined to rip-up his insides. Then as my cock reached full depth he would reposition himself just as I started to pull-out, only to reverse the motion and help my cock to infect him as deeply as possible. After just a few more thrusts like this Quinn seems to collapse, his heels gently resting on my ass, no longer pulling me in deeper. His breathing also starting to slow down, and I was pretty sure he had fallen asleep with my dick buried inside his ass. I reasoned it had been a very traumatic day, so his exhaustion was not all that surprising. I shifted his legs off my shoulders and swivel around so his back is to my chest, all the time keeping my cock inside him. The only response from Quinn was a couple of gasps and moans, but he was too far gone to muster much more. I slid an arm under him and pull him tighter to myself, all the while slowly scissoring my cock back and forth inside his body. "Oh, mmm," he moaned. I leaned forward, and resting my lips on his ear, murmured "Baby, you feel so good." His only reply was a "mmff." "Love, I'm going to keep my dick inside you. I'm going to work my cock around..." Then, pulling about half-way out, I continued saying "...and spread my seed around inside you." Then, ever so slowly, I slid in back to the hilt, right past his second sphincter. "Yes, please," he mumbled. "I'm gonna plant it deep inside you, baby. I'm gonna knock you up and make you mine. And you know all the time my cock is in you that I'm dripping my toxic precum deep into your body." As if to prove my point, I worked my cock all around inside him, churning it around his hole. Then, as if to test his commitment, (even if I knew his likely response), I asked "Is this what you want?" "Yes" Quinn mumbled. "And?" I pulled him tighter to myself, and slid all the way. "Cum, I want your cum in me" he breathed. "Is that all?" I asked, slowly sliding back out. "Tat. Your tattoo." "What about it?" "Want that." "Want what. Come on, you can say it" I whispered in his ear, urging him to say the words. "What about my tattoo do you want?" "I want you to poz me."

Quinn I've just had the most intense orgasm ever and feel as if I'm floating. I've never had my cock in anything other then my hand since all the guys with whom my mom made me sleep had with just wanted to fuck me. A couple of them would fondle my cock, but like I said before they'd just do or say anything to appease their conscientious. None of them actually cared if I felt good, they just wanted to unload inside me, but at this moment there was an amazing man sitting on my cock which was shoved all the way inside his ass. I would never have believed that anyone could get that much dick in his ass. For fucks sake. If I lined-up along his stomach it would be past his navel. I looked-up and he was grinning ear to ear, still swiveling his hips and obviously enjoying himself. At that moment I remembered something Jason had done to me that felt awesome, so I decided to give it a try. I pulled down on his hips and make my cock jump inside him. This had the effect I intended: Jason took a sudden intake of breath, his head fell forward, followed by a very loud "Oh Fuck! You're a fast learner young man. Remember that for later." Jason starts to rise up off my dick but I hold onto his hips and lifted my hips with his motion I stayed lodged all the way in, asking "What, can't wait to get away from me now that you've taken my virginity?" "You learn way to fast and you ARE EVIL." With that, Jason leaned forward, planting a deep kiss on my lips. Then before I knew what he had in mind, he pulled off of my dick, which, with a loud thump, smacked against my stomach. "Damn, and you said I was evil!" "Yep. Guess we're two peas in a pod and deserve each other." He grinned down at me and then stood-up, stepping off the bed and offered me his hand. I grabbed his hand and he helped pull me out of bed. Once I was on my feet he pulled me into his embrace and held me. "I'm glad your here. I've been worried about you since I saw those welts on your back. I don't know what I would have done is someone and taken things to far and seriously hurt you," and with that he tightened his arms around me. I felt safe and comfortable. We rocked back and forth for a few seconds, but my ornery streak came out again. "Well, if all we're going to do is stand around, we should of stayed in bed with my dick inside your ass." Jason chuckled and responded, "Yep. You're evil alright. Guess I'll have to keep you around to protect the rest of the world from your wickedness." "Ok, I can live with that." Again I hugged him and Jason returned my hug with the suggestion "Why don't you jump in the shower while I make the bed. I'll join you in just a second." "Sounds good to me." Once in the shower with the water running through my hair everything starts to sink in. I was in love with a man who was HIV+ and who had 13 years on me, and that he had probably infected me or at least started to. I knew I could still get to the clinic and get medicine to stop it. Do I want to? I hollered "Hey Jason, can I use your shampoo?" "Sure." Do I have to get HIV to stay with him? I poured shampoo into my hand and start to lather up. Couldn't we just use protection? And I think about how it felt last night. How he was so patient and how incredible it felt to have him bare inside me. Was that because I loved him or does the condom deaden sensation, or was it both? I rinsed my hair, and again called-out "Can I use your body wash?" Again, "Sure." I wondered if there was a medication I could take so I could stay negative, even if we didn't use condoms. "Where are the wash cloths or can I...." I jumped as Jason opens the shower door, pointing to the loofah. "See that? That's ours." He points to the shampoo "and that? Yeah that's OURS too, as is the conditioner and ever other product in this bathroom." With that, he slapped my ass adding "This, now this, is mine as is this" he announced, wrapping his hand around my dick, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Hmm, well, that works both ways right?" "It certainly does. Both your ass and mine belong to me, as does your dick and my dick." "OH that's just wrong," and we both laughed. I soaped-up as Jason washed his hair. A million thoughts were racing through my mind as I tried to organize them. We danced around the shower stall, alternating between getting wet and rinsing off. Finally I was done and made to step out of the shower, but Jason reached-out and lightly grasps my elbow, and, as I turned to see what he wanted, he leaned forward and kissed me. Then he leaned his forehead against mine, looked me in the eyes saying "Somebody thinks you're special." There was absolutely no doubt in my mind who that somebody was. "You know I think that same somebody thinks you're special too. OH wait. I mean I think your special or somebody ... oh damn, I totally blew that didn't I?" Jason was downright laughing his ass off, saying "Actually, baby that was just perfect. Okay, more immediate, I put your clothes in the dryer but that's going to take some time so I laid out a pair of sweats on the bed for you. The bottoms will be long but the top should be just fine. There's also underwear in the dresser across from the bed. You might want to wear some with the sweats," winking at me, then with a final peck he turned back into the spray to finish his shower. Once in the bedroom I headed for the dresser, where in the first drawer, I found socks so I closed it and went on to the next one, which, as it turned-out, contained more different kinds of underwear than I had ever seen. Looks like someone has a thing for underwear, I thought. I couldn't help but grin as I looked through boxers, jocks, g-strings, and ass-less shorts. Now that looks like it could be fun, I thought to myself. Choosing a pair, I quickly put them on and I was dressed by the time Jason came in from the bathroom. "You find everything ok?" "Yep but took me forever to wade through all the underwear. I swear a couple of them tried to grab me and drag me into the drawer." Jason turns beet red "Yeah I kind of have an underwear thing." "Kind of? That's way more then kind of." "So which ones did you get?" He reached around me began to slide his hands down the back of the sweat pants. "Oh no." I push him back "if your a good boy I'll show you later." "What if I'm bad?" "Then I'll let you touch them." "You know I'm going to be VERY bad?" "Yup. I kind of planned on it when I picked them." Jason raised an eye brow "Oh really??" as he stepped towards me. "Ah ahh aha. NO touchy till later," I admonished, grinning ear to ear. "Fine," Jason replied, turning towards the dresser. "Hold on one sec mister," I said as I reached past him into the drawer with all the underwear, grabbing probably the sexiest jock I had ever seen, suggesting "You get to wear that." "Oh really, picking out my clothing for me now. Soon people will be accusing us of being an old married couple." His words raced through my head. A married couple? All I could do was stand there. "Hey, hey. It's just a saying, okay? I kind of thought that was a good thing." I could clearly hear the hurt in his voice. Looking right into his face I stated "It is love. You just caught me by surprise. I just never expected anyone would want..." It was hard for me to finish, but I spit out the obvious words "...the whore's son." "Love, I very much want you and I'm tired of this self-description as the whore's son. You are now my man and that takes precedence. Even as we speak my DNA is combining with yours. So can we drop that awful phrase, and can you just be content to be my Quinn?" Jason reached for me and this time I let my body fold against his chest. "Yeah, I think I can do that." But as I leaned against him, I couldn't stop thinking about his reference to DNA, and how our DNA was now combining in my body. I wanted to be Jason's and the idea of part of him being inside me was strangely reassuring, but then the question remained, did I really want to be HIV positive, and as a follow-up, couldn't I have everything else but that? Then, aware, perhaps, that I needed time to think, Jason got back to the mundane, saying "Ok, let's go get your stuff, and we can grab some breakfast on the way there. 'kay?" With that we moved apart and I nodded in agreement. Heading out the door, however, Jason grabbed a jacket for each of us, remarking "I checked, your jacket is still soaked, so you might want to wear one of mine." "Thank you." "My pleasure. I plan on taking it off of you later" giving me a broad smile. "Mmmm, well, that depends on just how bad you are," and we gave a chuckle, and left it there. The trip to my house, no, to my mother's trailer, was quiet. Between eating my croissant, chasing thoughts of HIV and DNA, and worrying about dealing with my mother, I was preoccupied. Arriving at the entrance of the trailer park where I had lived most my life, I got my first real look at the grounds, and found myself thinking 'It's pretty amazing how we can live some place and never really see it'. The rusty trailers, some of them missing skirting panels, old cars sitting on blocks in the driveway, automobile parts and toys scattered all around the various yards, weeds being about the only plant that grew strongly, and, truth be told, they were sprouting up everywhere. I wanted to slide under the seat. I was so embarrassed. I never really cared. Never before had I cared about where I lived, or, for that matter, had I really registered where I lived, until I brought Jason to the dump, and not surprisingly I found myself wishing he had never seen the place. Perhaps I should have just made some excuse to come alone but it was too late and he was here. Still I couldn't stand the idea that he would see the unvarnished truth of how I lived. Rounding the corner, we were facing my mom's trailer, and to be honest, it was one of the worst. Panels were missing, rusted or beaten, the steps were broken, cracks in the windows were sealed with tape. The whole mess should have be in a scrap yard. I glanced over at Jason. Revulsion was plainly written on his face. I'm so ashamed and just bowed my head, staring at my feet. "Hey, love, look at me, please." I look up at Jason as he continued "Do you remember when I said I was proud of you, and you asked me how I could be proud of you, but then didn't let me answer?" "Yeah. I remember." "THIS is why I'm proud of you." I was completely confused and I am sure it showed in my face, but Jason continued, and his remarks put everything in perspective. "How many of the kids who grow-up here finish school? How many of the guys your age are healthy and drug free? How many of the girls who grow-up here aren't already pregnant, or have kids, or are selling themselves - and not looking for a way to break out of this place?" With that he stopped the car in the middle of the road and pulled me over to him, saying, with great earnestness, "You've fought to keep going to school, you've kept yourself in great shape, you don't do drugs and you don't go out and sell yourself." "But I do. My mother has guys over for me all the time," I sobbed. "Baby, what your mother does doesn't count. YOU don't sell yourself out, your mother does. What have you been doing when you're not with your mother's 'John''? You've been going to school, doing homework and keeping your body in shape. Right? How many of the other guys you grew up with here do that? Now place, however horrible, is why I'm so proud of you. Got that? You're so much better then this world." His words gave me the strength to realize and accept the truth of his declaration. "Thank you." "Baby, you don't need to thank me for saying what's true." I smiled, saying "Just park right here. I'll run in and get my things. it shouldn't take me long." "You sure? I'll go in with you." "No it's ok. It will be faster if I just run in. With any luck mom will be out of it, and I'll be able to grab my stuff and get out." "Ok, baby. Your call, but if you're too long I'm coming in to get you, and Lord help anyone who gets in my way." "You just want your clothing back." "Nah. Just the underwear." We both giggled. "Okay. Be right back." I took a deep breath, opened the car door and walked to my mom's trailer. I glanced back at Jason, seated in his car, and knew he was worried for me. I waved and headed up the four steps to the sliding door, through which I could see Mom smiling, seated on the couch, her hand on some guy's thigh. I slid open the door and Mom turned to look at me. Her eyes had a glassy look so I knew she was on something. "Well, there you are" she said, asking "Where have you been, honey?" "Around, I'm just going to grab some stuff and I wont be in your way and you can finish visiting." "Oh Honey, John's not here to visit with me. He wants to visit with you." John was a pudgy man, probably around 35 or so, about 5' 10' and around 250 pounds, and even when standing at the door I could tell he smelled. I had never really cared before as it had never before mattered what I thought, but this time I felt like I was going to be sick. 'Fuck it', I thought, and unbidden, the words came out "No, mom I can't." "Of course you can, Honey. John has paid very good money to visit with you." "No mom I can't, I....don't have any condoms." John spoke-up saying "That's ok, young'un. I don't need em. I'm clean." My mother, however, spoke-up: "No. No one does my boy without a condom. But that's ok. I've got plenty in my room. I'll just get you boys a couple and leave you alone to have some fun." But I took the bull by the horns and announced "No mom, I don't need condoms. I got infected last night. I'm not clean." "WHAT!" she screeched "How could you, after everything I've taught you? Well you just take care of John here, and we'll get you right to the clinic and they can give you them pills to stop it." "No mom I'm not visiting with John or any other John any more. I'm leaving and I'm not coming back. I'm only here to get my stuff." And with that I headed off to my room where I grabbed my backpack with my school books, and a duffle bag into which I shoved what little clothing I owned that was decent. In the background I heard the sliding door open and close. 'Good. At least 'John' is gone', I thought. As I rooted through the drawers in my bureau, I heard Mom come to my bedroom door, but I cut her off before she could begin, saying "I'm not going to talk about this, Mom. I'm just leaving." The voice that sounded was not Mom's, it was John "Well, I'm not much for small talk anyway, but you're not going anywhere for a while. You're mom changed her mind and said that I could leave a few marks 'cause you're being such a bad child" and with that the back of his hand, he smashed me across the check. He chuckled as I stood there, utterly stunned, and 'John' continued saying "She did say not to break anything, but you know she's not around and if you fight too much, well let's just say 'accidents happen'." John then grabbed me and yanked me around, punched me in the back of the head and then pushed my head down, forcing me to bend over. Then with his other hand he grabbed my pants and yanked them down. "My what do we have here. Such cute little fuck-me panties. You must have worn them just for me boy. Did your mamma tell you 'Daddy' was coming and to dress up so purty for him?" I heard him unzip his pants. Understanding what he intended, I struggled to extract myself from his grip, but John, who was surprisingly strong for an over-weight man, clobbered me hard above the ear. "No, please don't, don't do this, I plead." "That's right boy just keep begging, love it when they beg. Gonna have you begging for more here in just a sec." I hear him spit and then he's shoving his hard dick side me. I try to tighten up so he can't get in and he slaps my ass hard and shoves my head into the wall. "You let me in first boy then you can squeeze" and with that he viciously shoves his cock into me. "NO, NO, DON'T! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, YOU BASTARD!" "Oh yeah, boy, I'm going to get off in you. Don't worry about that none," and with another cruel thrust he shoved harder into my ass, again slapping me in the back of my skull. I was dizzy from his last slap and my ears were ringing, so I just stood there, bent over, my head against the wall as he fucked me hard. As he did so, I remember thinking 'How can this be happening to me?' Suddenly John's cock was jerked out of my ass and his weight fell off me. For a second I stood there, trying to get my balance, when I felt the trailer shaking. Looking around, I saw Jason had one hand around John's cock and my mom's cutting knife in his other hand. The cutting blade was resting under John's balls. "You like it rough?" Jason seethed, hissing through his clenched teeth, "well, this knife is a bit too sharp for me to make it rough for you, but I'm ok with that." A small smear of blood trickled across the knife blade, and down 'John's' thigh. "Fuck, no, DON'T! Please! Don't!" "You know, I believe I just heard my LOVER say the same thing to you and how did you respond? I believe you told him to keep on begging." Jason was face is crimson with rage, and he was practically spitting in the other man's face. I notice that the blood was running a bit more quickly, and I could tell Jason was close to killing this piece-of-shit-of-a-man, and I knew I'd loose him if that happened. "Love, please," I gasped, "I need your help, please," I begged him. "Just let him go, and let's get the fuck out of here." Jason looked at me, and then back at John. "If I ever see you again, I'll fuckin' kill you, and if I ever see you near my lover I'll kill you slowly. Do I make myself clear?" The terrified man nodded. "Now get the fuck out of here," and with that Jason shoves the bastard down the hall. I could hear 'John' scrambling to get out the sliding door and then he was gone. In turn, I dropped to the floor, not believing what had transpired, shaking and sobbing. I couldn't control myself. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stop the tremors. Then Jason was there. holding me tightly. "Oh my god, love, I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner. I saw your mother leave and thought she was upset and letting you pack. Fuck! Your own mother left you with him! No never mind that. I never want you to have to come back here. Helping me to my feet, he herded me to the exit. "Wait, I need my backpack." "I will get you new clothing. There is NOTHING in this fucking hell hole you need!" "Jason, I need my backpack." "I'll get you new clothing." "Jason, its my school books I need. My math book." "I'll get you a new math book." "Jason, I need that specific book." "Why?" "'Cause that's the one I had when I met you. That's the first problem you helped me solve. I need that book." Jason stood there staring at me, then clutched me tighter to his chest, sobbing and shaking as much as was I. "Lover, you have no idea how proud I am of you, and how much you mean to me." With that Jason grabbed my back pack and we were gone.

When we walked into the cabin we found the twins relaxing on the bed. We then prepared for that nights action. Viagra was passed around to all except Aaron and Alan. They asked what was being passed around as we prepared the points. Steve told them that it was Viagra and they asked why they weren’t given any. Steve explained that until they convert they were designated bottoms. Looking at Aaron and Alan as they stood there it didn’t look like they’d need Viagra. Both were getting hard as the thought of slamming again and getting fucked. I pointed out their evident excitement as Marc and Mike told them that if they were able to get hard later in the week they would be happy to bottom for them. Steve chimed in and agreed to throw Colt and my ass in as well. This time Aaron and Alan sat on the bed as Marc and Mike administered their slams. You could see the anticipation in their eyes as the point was inserted, the flash of blood and the emptying of the drug into their vein. Aaron and Alan kissed as the rush hit them. They laid back on the bed as Marc and Mike climbed on top and began to fuck them making sure that they switched to the other twin for this round. Steve did his slam as Colt administered his own. Ryan climbed into the sling for Colt to fuck as I was paired up with Steve. We did out slams and settled in for a nice fuck. I looked over to see Aaron and Alan getting fucked and was not surprised to see that each one was still sporting a semi-hard cock. I just knew that I’d have both of these guys inside me before the week was over. While the action was going on the door opened up and a few guys came into the cabin. Within minutes they were naked and the action really got started. There was this one twink that caught my eye. He looked at me and came over the sling and fed me his cock as Steve finished up. I climbed out of the sling and he climbed in. Colt finished fucking Ryan and took his place in the sling as a lined formed at his ass and mouth. Colt was pulling a train and was fucked by every guy that had just come in the cabin, everyone but the twink I was inside. Ryan came over to join us as the twink pulled him over so that he could suck Ryan’s cock. After I shot my load Ryan took my place and fucked the twink and I moved near his head to let the twink clean off my cock. After Marc and Mike finished some of the guys that were around Colt began to take turns fucking Aaron and Alan. I left Ryan fucking the twink and climbed on the bed between the twins as they were being fucked. Alan grabbed me and I leaned in for a kiss. He then asked if he could get another slam. I looked over at Aaron and asked if he’d like another one too to which he nodded yes. I prepared two more points and came back to administer. I signaled to the guy fucking their twin that I was ready to give each a slam. They paused to allow me time to hit each one. The fucking resumed before I pulled the tourniquet and watch the twins response. Aaron coughed a little and just leaned his head back enjoying the fuck. Alan surprised me. Alan shot his load as his slam hit him. I leaned in and licked the cum up as I heard Aaron moan at and looked over to see him cumming. I liked him clean as well. While I was leaning over the twins with my ass exposed I felt someone licking my ass. I looked back to see one of our new guests rimming me. He then climbed up and mounted me. It felt amazing to be filled again as I got fuck. After he finished up he was replaced by another and then another. The last guy to fuck me before they all started to dress and head out was the twink I had fucked earlier. He was a decent top as I felt him drop a huge load inside my ass. We said goodbye to the guys and I exchange numbers with the twink as the sun was shining and we knew it was time to eat and recharge.

We spent the afternoon out in the sun by the lake. I went for a swim only to have Colt follow me in the water. I asked if he was enjoying himself and he replied with a definite fuck yes! I asked what he was going to do when he turned poz. He told me he would celebrate. He confided in me that he was sick of football and just maybe getting sick would help him quit. I told him about my situation and that I was going to tell my parents about my being gay and that I was not going to college. I knew he’ll probably throw me out on my ass. Then I will live with Ryan and work for Steve. Colt told me that Steve made the same offer to him. We laughed, kissed and swam around some more before being called inside to shower and prep for the night’s activities. I went up stairs and had to wait for the shower as the twins were in the shower together. I was surprised when the door opened up and colt came out. He had his long brown hair buzzed down and was now hairless from his neck down. Marc looked out the bathroom door and said I was next. Ryan gave me a kiss and told me that I was to get the same as Colt with the exception of the buzz cut. Ryan loved my hair the way it was. I walked in and stood in the bath tub as Mike and Marc used a clipper to shave my body and then a regular razor with shaving cream to shave my balls and ass. As soon as they began to work on me I got rock hard. When they were done with me I got a kiss from both of them and was told that they were looking forward to tonights activities. When I got back down stairs I found Ryan and Steve preparing slams for tonight. I walked over thinking I was going to prepare my own slam only for Ryan to tell me that it was being taken care of for me and that I was not going to need a Viagra tonight. Now I was really getting excited and figured that there was nothing for me to do except join Colt and watch some porn. When I joined Colt he told me that it was really cool to watch me get my hair removed like he now was. We started to make out and I couldn’t resist myself and started to fuck another load into his ass before I was turned into a total chemmed up bottom for the night. As soon as everyone had showered I was told to climb into the sling. I wasted no time and hoped right into the sling and got settled. Steve began to fuck me as my wrists and ankles were restrained. I was looking up at Steve as he told Colt and me that once we were ready he would pay to permanently remove all our body hair by laser hair removal. Steve had me very excited as he fucked me. I was looking at him as I felt Ryan apply the tourniquet to my arm followed by the cool alcohol. I looked over to see 2 points in his hand. He told me to relax, I was about to get the largest slam I had ever had to this point. My trust in Ryan was complete and he saw that in my face as he leaned in for a kiss. Steve held still inside me as Ryan stuck the first point in a prominent vein followed by the second. Ryan then registered a flash of blood in each and then emptied both simultaneously into my arm. He leaned in and kissed me, telling me to enjoy the rush. Steve began to fuck me again as the tourniquet was pulled off. I coughed out really hard as I began to hear a loud ringing in my ears and began to have a little trouble focusing on Steve who was now pounding me hard. It felt incredible as my ass was pounded. Ryan leaned down to suck the cum that was freely flowing from my cock. I was really out of it when I looked up at the TV to see myself on the right side of the screen getting fucked by Steve and Colt was busy with the twins on the other side of the screen. I couldn’t really make out what the twins were doing with him, but I could hear him moaning in pure pleasure. The entire scene must have been too much for Steve, he shot his load rather quickly (or quick to me). Ryan then took his turn at my hole. This fuck was more passionate and tender than any other we had ever had since I met this man. My wrist were released from my restraints and I was able to run my hand down Ryan’s muscular chest and tight abs as he leaned in and we shared a kiss as he unloaded inside me with his load. After Ryan pulled out I was helped from the sling by Steve and Marc. Mike was lying back in the bed with his cock pointed to the ceiling. I was told to mount Marc’s cock as he pulled me in for a kiss. I then felt a hand on my back as I wasn’t sure what was going on. Next thing I felt was Mike trying to put his cock in alongside his bother’s. At first I was a little shocked but the sensation of my hole expanding was incredible. I began to uncontrollably moan as my hole was stretched. I was sandwiched between these two studs as they began to give me my first double fuck. It was amazing!!!! As the twins fucked me they spoke to me and each other as I was getting my hole well fucked. Marc commented to Mike that I was better at taking both cocks better than Colt. They were both inside Colt as he was getting double fucked. The feeling of his hole opening up when he had his slam administered by Ryan was amazing. But they both agreed that my hole was better for a double fuck then Colt’s. After both unloaded inside me Mike pulled out and I got off of Marc’s cock. I was then taken back to the sling. Steve was amazed at my ability to take both cocks and it was time to see what my hole’s was capable of accommodating. I was given some time to recover before I was back in the sling. The toys Ryan and I had taken out of the trunk and placed on a table that was setup next to the sling. It was a variety of invertible items of different length and width. Ryan and Steve set about to see how much my hole could stretch. They switched off working my hole between fingers and whatever item they chose to work on my hole with. I was able to look at the mirror above the sling to see what was going inside me and how far it was going. Suddenly Steve called for Marc and Mike to come over and told me that they would finish with me since it appeared I was ready for what they were going to do to me. Mike came over first as Ryan and Steve left to tend to Colt. Colt was being taught to suck cock and swallow cum (YUM). Marc took a rag and sprayed something into it then told me to put it in my mouth and breathe in deeply and to keep my eyes locked on Mike’s. The rag felt a little cold as it was placed in my mouth but as I breathed in the fumes I felt a euphoric feeling wash over my body. Marc told me to keep breathing in a little longer and then pulled the rag from my mouth. I felt as if I was about to pass out when I felt something filling my hole. I looked up from Mike’s eyes to see his forearm sticking out of me as he flexed his fist inside my hole. It felt amazing to have my hole filled in the way and as I started to look back into Mike’s eyes I began to cum in little spurts. Ryan came over in time to see the cum seeping out just before Marc but his mouth over my limp cock to suck out my cum. As he had his mouth on my cock I suddenly needed to piss and warned him of what was about to happen. Mike just told me to let it go, Marc would drink it as I pissed. At first I was shocked, but as Ryan rubbed my chest and abs I felt turned on and began to let my piss trickle out. As I was pissing Mike asked if I wanted a taste of my piss from Marc’s mouth. Along with Ryan’s attention and urging with his eyes I agreed. I finished pissing and Marc pulled off my cock and was inches above my mouth. I opened up and he let some of my piss drip into my open mouth. It was a weird taste at first but I swallowed it down. Ma was till over my mouth and I opened up again to get some more of my piss. I swallowed that down too as Marc stood up and swallowed what was left in his mouth. Ryan gave me a kiss as Mike continued to flex his fist in my hole. Marc gave me a fresh rag to work on as Mike withdrew his fist from inside me. As the piss settled in my stomach I felt a jump in my high. Ryan leaned in and kissed me, then told me that Tina piss can increase my high. I can drink it like I just did or someone can piss in my ass. The night’s events continued with Colt and I getting fucked in the sling or on the bed. We were positioned so that we could make out with each other or lying on our sides in 69 so that we could suck the other guy’s limp dick while we got fucked. It was late in the morning on Sunday when the guys wanted a break. Colt and I were still very much high and wanting more. The group watched as we fucked each other with dildos and eventually had a double ender inserted so we were ass to ass. Eventually we tiered out a couple hours later and went out to the lake to enjoy the sun.