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I was eighteen, short for my age at just five foot and very slim. Often people thought I was younger, but my Id proved them wronged. While I generally enjoyed school, I hated sports and took every opportunity to avoid them. When, however, I could not get out of sports, I usually tended to go for cross country runs, probably because they involved no physical contact. Looking back now, however, I see one of those cross country runs set me on a path for life. Our runs took us for miles, through urban areas and also through woodland and parks. On such runs naturally the urge to urinate would eventually arise, but my rule of thumb was to hold-out as long as I could, even if the act of running was exacerbating the necessity. One one particular run I found myself increasingly desperate, so when, as I entered a woodland, I spotted a sign for some public toilets, I immediately padded down the path through the bushes and trees and came to a secluded toilet. Entering, it took a bit before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. A sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows at a high level on one wall. I stepped over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from the leg of my shorts, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. As I finished I realised that a tall man was also standing at the end urinal and seemed to be watching me intently. Somewhat innocently I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. Then he glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. He turned slightly and I saw this huge erection jutting from his trousers with two heavy balls hanging below. I stared fascinated. It was the first mans cock I had ever seen, and it was enormously erect with a big swollen purple head that glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft and he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there obscenely, glistening in the dim light. "Come here", he said authoritatively. As if hypnotized, my legs propelled me in his direction, stopping a foot or so in front of him, only for him to reach over, grab my hair with one hand, as his other hand covered my mouth. The shock brought me to my senses, but too late. His fingers were woven into my hair and he forced my head down relentlessly until my face was level with his swollen member. A small biohazard symbol was tattooed to the upper left of his cock. Two fingers of his left hand were being forced into my mouth and he pried my teeth apart until my mouth gaped open. He then slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips commanding "Don't try to shout or scream boy. Just enjoy it. Oh, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you," he admonished, removing his fingers so that my lips clamped around the head. I was disgusted but his grip of my hair prevented me from moving my head. He slowly eased his cock further into my mouth until the head hit the back of my mouth at the top of my throat. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. He had about four inches in my mouth and transferred his hands to hold my ears while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his precum lubricating the thrusts. As he raped my mouth I adjusted to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue. It seemed like ages but was probably only about five minutes. But he was not satisfied with this and his bell end increasingly bashed against the back of my mouth. Then he held me firmly by the ears as he pushed the head into my throat. "Stop teasing me boy and take it right down your throat. You know you want it.," he said. I gagged and resisted and my arms flailed about as I struggled to resist. But then I heard one of the cubicle doors creak open and realised we had been watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this the first man forced his cock into my throat, ignoring my gagging, and started a brutal throat rape. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet. "That's it, throat-rape the little slut," I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged the first man. I was now held firmly by the ears and wrists and couldn't struggle. "Hang on a minute, let's strip him," , he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand, and using the other to pull my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my gullet and into my throat. The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length. "Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my virgin boyhole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man worked my hole loosening it up. Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cock head against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed the head inside. The pain was excruciating, but my groans were muted by the cock raping my throat and my efforts to complain just opened my throat more. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my virgin buttocks. "God his cunt is tight", he said. "I think he's a virgin", responded the first,"lets break him in as a pussy boy, I need to dump this toxic load". The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long-dicked me both ends synchronizing their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole. "He's starting to enjoy it", one of them said and they settled in for a long session. A whistle announced the arrival of another man. "Hey John, who's your new fuckboy then?" "He's letting you do him bareback. He obviously doesn't know you," I heard. It seemed the new arrival already knew at least one of the first two. "Didn't give him a choice, but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon." "You wanna bit of him too?" "Damn right, I'll just get my mate from the van and we'll do him after you." With that he briefly left, returning after a couple of minutes with his mate who asked "Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy. What's his cunt like?" "Fucking tight. I'm gonna cum in a minute," the first man added. At the same time the rate of his thrusts increased, his shaft swelled even thicker and harder as he pulled my ears tightly, thrusting fully into my throat. His cock pulsated as a stream of hot thick cum poured into my throat. Withdrawing his cock so his head alone remained in my mouth, his balls continued pumping volley after volley into my mouth. "Swallow boy, get used to it," he ordered. I complied, the thick spunk sliding downing my throat as I urgently sought to swallow it all. It tasted funny, sort of salty. I can't say I was sorry when the spurts of cum slowed down, not because I didn't enjoy swallowing his load, but rather if only to catch my breath, only to have him withdraw completely, wiping his cock head on my lips as he muttered "Fuck, that was amazing." "I'm gonna cum too, take my poz load.", the second man said. Shit it made sense. The biohazard and toxic talk. They had HIV and they were cumming in me. I struggled but to no avail. I felt his cock swell and pulse and I felt his hot spunk shooting into my guts, holding it fully in as he filled my boyhole, the hot spunk searing the tenderised insides. Then he too pulled out and a rush of cool air replaced his cock in my ravaged hole. The muscles contracted, closing my ring and preventing the big load of spunk from sliding out. I could feel it sliming about inside. I felt relieved that was over, but I hadn't counted on the two new arrivals. As I looked up the two arrivals, both black men were stripping off. I stared fascinated, one had a long thick erection about 10 inches with a massive cock head while the other had a slightly shorter 9 inches but really thick. They both started to wank their shafts, and I watched, fascinated, as the one in front of me rolled his thick foreskin back over the bell shaped head and it became rock hard with a large drop of precum glistening obscenely at the tip. I started to panic but the first quickly grabbed my head and thrust the head of his cock into my mouth. My lipsstretched to accommodate it all as he slid in along my tongue and into mythroat. At the same time his mate lined his cock up to my open boyhole and thrust in all the way, his massive tool like a bottle stretching the tender walls of my boyhole. I felt spunk running down my legs as the savage battering forced it out. The savage rape of my holes was now taken over by these two black men with huge cocks. "Hold him steady will you", one of them said and the first two men took up a position on each side of me pulling my arms and holding me tightly and rigid. Sweat was pouring down my face and dripped to the floor and my breath rasped noisily as I stuggled to inhale. My throat had become an open channel to the massive invader long dicking me at each thrust. His mate was synchronizing his thrusts so that both were embedded to the hilt together. Fortunately the thick load of spunk lining my boyhole made the anal rape less painful and I focussed on just staying conscious. Suddenly both men stopped, as if by some signal and dragged me into a cubicle. One sat down on the toilet and pulled me back to sit on him, impaled on his engorged cock. It slid fully inside to the hilt. The second black guy grabbed my ankles and drew my legs up to his shoulders, my white socks and trainers each side of his head. His cockhead brushed against my stuffed boyhole. Then slowly he pushed forward and against all resistance forced his cockhead in also. He held a hand over my mouth and suppressed my screams as he pushed further and further into my hole. I must have passed out because after a bit I came to with both cocks fully embedded in my cunt. I felt stretched beyond what was possible. The sitting guy raised me by the hips until both massive cocks were almost out – just the big heads inside my newly formed boy pussy. Then he slammed me back down and the two massive black cocks mashed together expanding my cunt to its limits. Againand again, faster and faster, and gradually the wilder the doublefuck became the more I began to enjoy the invasion and ignore the pain. Slamming in and out, sliding against each other, their two dicks fought, tearing through the last remains of my sweet boyhood. And the tender walls of my newly formed cunt fitted the double fuckpoles like a glove. Then suddenly my head was pulled down to one side as a third guy forced his cock into my mouth and started raping my throat. My boyhole was stretched beyond its limits to take the savage double fuck that was happening and my lips were numb and my throat raw into its brutal rape. I managed to slip my wrists from the tee shirt and clung on to the thighs of the guy under me. Suddenly the door swung open. From the corner of one eye I could see 2 new guys had arrived and were enjoying the spectacle. Here I was, an 18 year old slutboy, naked and being gangraped brutally and at the same time enjoying my conversion into a hollow fucktube. They opened their trouser flys and started pounding their big cocks. It seemed to continue for ages. Eventually I could feel the two cocks in my boy hole speed up further and I felt them expand. One guy and then the other started shooting a huge double load deep into my guts. Then the third guy rammed his cock deep into my throat to the hilt and held it there. I felt it pulsing and throb as jet after jet of thick cum was unloaded deep in my throat. After a minute he pulled his still semi erect cock from my throat, pulled up his jeans and just left without saying anything. I slumped forward against the standing black guy. "Wassup boi?" he asked. But I was too exhausted to reply. He stepped back and the guy under me pushed me forward. I slumped forward onto the floor, naked and sweating, with cum seeping from my cunt and a dribble trailing from my swollen mouth and lips. "You've now got a pussy both ends boi", the first black guy said, pushing a thick finger into my swollen pussy, and the both laughed obscenely. I just lay on the dirty stinking piss covered floor as they dressed, too shattered to move. "We've got some mates who wud love to use you boi, so if you want you can be out new white pussyboi. Just be here next Friday at 5.30 after work". Then they turned and left laughing. The two guys who had been watching now pulled me onto all fours and one stuffed his swollen cock deep into my throat while the other rammed his cock into my tender raped cunthole. They rammed in and out to the hilt until they too unloaded their spunk into me. Then they simply let me slump back to the ground and left laughing. I lay there for a while gathering my senses, then crawled around and found my shorts and tee shirt. I pulled them back on and managed to stagger from the toilet into the sunlight outside. Bow legged with cum seeping from my ravaged hole I slowly headed back to school and decided to tell them I had got lost and beaten up by some youths. But I wondered if my throat and new pussy would be sufficiently recovered for next Friday and wondered how many mates they had and how much I could take. It wouldn't be long before I found out...

Part 33 Rob was returned to his cage after being fucked by the giant dido for several hours. His ass was gaping and the cum loads deposited earlier freely dripped out of his ass. Rob reached back to feel his battered hole. He could easily fit almost his entire hand inside without any resistant. He wondered how many more fucks he’d be able to take before his ass was gaping permanently. He had never envisioned he’d end up like this. He wondered how he had let himself become such a cum dump. He tried to rationalize that he was forced to do this but then again when he was high he didn’t fight back at all. It had to be the drugs then he thought. If it hadn’t been for the drugs he would never have become a bottom let alone a poz bottom. However the drugs made everything feel so good. He loved taking cock when he was high. He knew he wasn’t in control but it felt so good; he’d do anything for that feeling. After his morning workout in the gym, which of course ended with him being fucked by Tanner and the other two guys in the gym at the time, Rob was escorted back to his room. As was often the case there was a camera man waiting along with another guy. Tanner placed his hand on Rob’s shoulder and forced him to his knees. “Looks like you have a visitor this morning, crawl over there and greet him properly.” “Consider this a little audition.” Rob wasn’t sure what Tanner’s last comment meant, but at this point he didn’t care. He was still feeling horny from the slam he had at the gym and the visitor looked like he was well hung. As he crawled closer to the visitor he could smell that the Top hadn’t showered for a while. He also picked up the smell that the guy had been smoking weed. The visitor took off his shirt as Rob was approaching. He was a wiry man covered in tattoos. He had long unwashed hair and a goatee. There were multiple piercings in his ears, he had a small ring in his nose and both his nipples were pierced. When the visitor opened his fly, Rob also learned that the long cock that popped out of the faded ripped jeans was pierced as well. Rob opened his mouth to lick and suck the hard cock in front of him. The visitor however grabbed Rob by the hair and thrust his cock to the back of Rob’s throat in one swift movement. He tilted Rob’s face upward and spit on him. “You ain’t here for foreplay pig: you’re here for me to use,” He barked. While Rob felt the spit run down the side of his face he also felt the prick of a needle as Tanner administered a booster slam. Tanner offered a bottle of poppers to the Top who took a couple of deep hits. The bottle was then brought to Rob’s nostrils. After Rob huffed the poppers the Top continued his assault on Rob’s throat. The feel of the PA scraping the side of his throat was causing Rob to gag but the Top didn’t care and he continued his skull fuck. After he fucked Rob’s throat for a few minutes he pulled out and slapped his cock against Rob’s face. Rob’s started gasping to recover from the assault. “Open up my jeans and free my balls,” ordered the Top. Rob reached up to unfasten the belt and jeans but he was slapped hard across the face and stopped. “No hands, PIG!” Eventually Rob was able to undo the belt and jeans with his mouth and teeth. When his jeans dropped around his ankles, the Top grabbed Rob by the hair and jerked him towards him. “Balls NOW,’ was all he said. Rob began sucking and swallowing the balls immediately. The Top hit the poppers again and handed the poppers to Rob. The poppers were a welcome aroma versus the sweaty balls. After the hit he renewed his ball worship with increased rigor. When the Top had enough he grabbed Rob by the hair once again and pulled him off his balls and then turned around. He bent slightly at the knees and pulled Rob’s face into his ass crack “You know what to do so get busy!” Rob rimmed the ass in front of him eagerly. He was careful to drive his tongue as far up the Top’s hole as he could. He knew better that to try to spread the sweaty ass cheeks farther apart with his hands so he just pushed his face in tighter to spread the cheeks apart to give his tongue deeper access. After 10 minutes the Top stood up completely, turned and reached down and grabbed Rob by the throat to help lift him up. “On the bed face down and spread those legs,” he ordered. Rob felt the Top roughly shove three fingers up his ass. ”I see you are primed with cum and ready, just like a good cock whore should be.” “That’s good because I certainly wasn’t going to give you any lube.” The Top then drove his 10” pierced cock completely into Rob’s ass. True to his earlier comment about no foreplay, the Top immediately began to pile drive his cock fully in and out of Rob’s ass. Rob cried out with every thrust. With the poppers and the meth the fuck was a mix of pleasure and pain for Rob. The force and speed of the cock thrust reiterated to Rob that he was just a hole. Within another 15 minutes Rob felt the fresh flow of cum enter his ass and the fuck was over. Once the cock exited his ass Rob gave a sigh of relief. He was caught by surprise though when he felt four fingers enter his ass. The fingers gathered up some cum and were pulled out. The Top held his open hand in front of Rob’s face and demanded, ”Eat it up Pig, don’t waste a drop.” When Rob finished eating the cum, the Top pushed his cock into Rob’s mouth. “Now clean my cock and spit shine my PA; I want that ring shining when you are done.” When the Top was satisfied he was sufficiently clean, he pulled up his jeans and put back on his shirt. He turned to the camera man and said, “Remind your boss that they promised me a personal copy of the video.” When the Top left the room, Rob slowly crawled back to his cage and curled up into a ball inside of it. Tanner returned to the room to lock the cage. “I didn’t stay the whole time to watch that scene; it was getting too hot and I didn’t think I could refrain from joining in.” “I’m going to go watch the video now in the editing room; I’m sure it’s going to get you a lot of attention.”

So its my birthday today and I have to say I'm quite pleased with my journey today. It all started late last night, a fuckbud of mine hit me up and came over. This guy always likes me to be blindfolded and in a jock ass up waiting for him. A nice 7" cut cock, he loves taking his time with me. He gets here around 11:30 last night, and we do the usual thing. This time he's savoring me blowing him. I must have sucked his cock for over half an hour before he finally slipped his cock into my raw ass. He again takes his time, and by the time he's shot his load he's been at my place over an hour. I realize its after midnight and tell him it was the first load of my birthday. We have a good laugh, sit and chat. Turns out he was trying to arrange a threeway but that didn't work out. After a few minutes of us chatting and cuddling he's rock hard again. I suck him a couple minutes, and this time I take charge and sit on his cock and ride him. A few minutes of this and he gets me doggy style. He starts pounding my ass hard and fast, I know this time he's not taking his time. A few more minutes and he pumps load 2 in my ass! Dang! Hope that happens again next time. After he left I went to bed, and sadly no one woke me up with their cocks. I got up, ran some errands, had lunch and came back home. Its raining and nasty so not really worth going outside at moment. Only a couple hours free until meeting up with friends & family for dinner and drinks. I'm on all the usual apps, and I notice on grindr a screenname pop up near me that comes and goes. It's one of my BBC neighbors who pops on and off grindr all the time. He never says its him, he doesn't have a profile pic, but I know its him. I say hi. He responds saying he's been trying to get his cock sucked all day and he's dying for a BJ, me blindfolded. What the fuck is with the blindfolds? Anyway, we agree, I hope maybe he'll be moved to breed me after I warm him up. He shows up, I hear him drop his pants and instead of shoving his cock in my mouth while I'm kneeling, he sits on the sofa. I feel my way up to his cock, soft and thick at first, and start sucking. Oh yeah, don't need to see him to know I was 100% right as to who it was. It's funny blowing guys sometimes. I do all sorts of acrobatics with my mouth, tongue in combination with my hands, worshipping his cock and balls. In the end, all it takes is me just sucking hard and at a nice pace, no fancy licking (though it drove him crazy) just smooth and steady until he shot a huge, sweet & tangy load (3) in my mouth. I thank him, he leaves and I go back to check the apps. Next up, a guy on BBRT that has bred me a few times hits me up. He's a young bull a block or so away. Nice long cock, not fat like the last BBC, but damn fined cock! He says he'll be here in 5-7 minutes. I'm in a jock, ass up waiting for him and actually don't need a blindfold! Yay! He comes in, and I suck him hard, and he pushes into me. He's here for one thing and one thing only, to get off in my ass. It doesn't take long for his load (4) to be dripping out of my ass. As he's leaving he thanks me saying he was about to give up when he saw me pop on. Not sure why these hot tops with big cocks are having problems getting laid, even with the rain, but its the other bottoms loss. So far 4 loads today, 1 oral and 3 anal, and counting....

Yesterday I met up with my regular bear hunk bud. Our last get together was not the best for a variety of reasons. It happens from time to time, but we always have fun so I gave it another shot. This one was great. Tongued his hole for a while as he blew me. Then slowly stuck it in his ass. Let it sit in there for a bit, since he is so tight. Then finally started moving back and forth slow. After 30 minutes I was pounding his brains out and continued to for about an hour and a half. He had to take a couple five minute breaks so we wouldn't run into the old sore ass routine. Ultimately, it was a lot of fun. Not too much raunch. We have done all that. Sometimes good old fashioned ass punishing is best. Vanilla sex can be good if there is a strong mutual attraction, and there is. He is a big hairy guy, but I still manage to flip him around some. Plus he is a real 9" so its hot when he rides me and that thing is flopping all over the place. Left a nice load up in his guts, and called it a day. Watched a few of the videos, and except for seeing a couple of fuck faces I made I thought they were very hot.

Think of all the money being wasted on prep... $1200/month when you can get a nice little Chardonnay for $8! ?

This was several years ago. I was in a mood, very crabby but also horny and dead set on doing something about it. I found an old faded white wife beater and wrote CUM DUMP on it in black sharpie on the front and back. I put it on and then covered it up with a green plaid button up. A pair of shorts, slip on shoes and a brass cock ring completed my ensemble. I grabbed my to go sex kit (lube and poppers) and headed for my favorite cruising park. The parking lot was mostly full so my mood brightened considerably. Lubing up in the truck, in the lot, was not easy but I managed without attracting any unwanted attention. I headed out on a mission to get as much seed as I could manage. When I got deeper into the park, past the kiddees with frisbees and the moms with picnic baskets (I'm looking for horny dads) I ditched the plaid shirt under a bush (remember that bush I love that shirt). I was deep in no mans land and not seeing a soul. Where the hell are all the cruising tops? From behind me I hear, "Well cum dump lets see that ass." Instinctively I drop my shorts and bend over. He was a lot closer than I would have imagined. Where the hell did he come from? Instantly he was feeling up my ass and then his cock was knocking at my back door. I took a deep breath and back up on his meat. We both groaned and all my crabbiness drained away. He was banging away when we heard footsteps and cracking twigs. I started to turn my head to look in the direction the noise was coming from but the guy in my ass grabbed my hair and kept me from looking. "Oh no cum dump, eyes down. Your job is to work my cock with your faggot hole." Or something like that. This was a long time ago but I still remember the gist of the things he said. The new guy asked about my cocksucking skills and Topman (I'll call the aggressive guy in my ass Topman) says he has no idea so take him for a test drive. Two seconds later I have my mouth full of black cock. Both men are take no prisoners kind of fuckers. At least the cock in my mouth wasn't so big I could not handle it, maybe 5 1/2, no more than 6 inches. A nice chunk of meat to work on without making me gag. He liked to face fuck but I can hold my breath like a pearl diver so no problem there. The black guy was talking a lot of shit, encouraging Topman to breed my hole but that was not going to work for him. "No man I want to see this cunt knocked up with a bunch of loads before I get off in there. I want his pussy hot and wet." I hate it when guys refer to my asshole as a pussy. I am a man. There ain't no pussy to knock up on this dude, but whatever. He's the top. I guess I prefer the vocal guys to the silent type. "Here," he says stepping back and offering up my ass, "take over for me and I'll go round up dome more donors." Topman heads out into the bush on his cock safari and the black guy rams his cock into my greedy hole. I am all warmed up by now and take him easily. He is a hard fucker, doesn't slow one bit which only means he's not going to last long. Sure enough by the time Topman gets back, which is surprisingly fast, he is about to blow. Again I try to look in the direction the men are coming from but black guy takes a cue from Topman and orders eyes down. Jeez, what is this Nazi eyes down bullshit? "This bitch is awful curious," not sure who said that but the answer came from one of the new guys. "I can fix that." And someone tied a handkerchief over my eyes. My day just got more interesting as well as cummier since the black loose with his nut as deep in my hole as he could get. Topman loved that and complimented him on a job well done. Black guy moved back to my mouth for clean-up and someone else moved into my ass to have a go. Topman pointed out that my mouth was unoccupied so that sad situation was soon remedied. Again I was being spit roasted and loving it. I think at this point Topman went off again to procure some more eager breeders. He succeeded and how. At this point I had trouble making out individual voices, plus I was being distracted by someone tying my hands behind my back with what I was later to discover was a sock. It sounded like there was a helluva lot of guys waiting to take a turn on the cum dump merry-go-round. Now I am no gang bang virgin, I mean I do ascribe to be the town bicycle but even an experienced cum dump such as myself has limits. I was getting worried that I had bitten off more than I could chew and how was I going to get out of it. They had me tied and blind folded. Whoever tied that knot must have been a boyscout and a sailor because it was not budging. I tried working at it but got cuffed by Topman every time. "Leave it alone pussy boy, you have a lot cock to take care of and we are not leaving until you have drained every drop of cum out of our hairy sacks." He was fucking me again at this point. He yanked my head back by my hair pulling my ear next to his mouth. "Just do what your told and you'll get through this fine, you'll get exactly what you came for." With that he pushed my head down into someone's crotch and I obediently opened up for more cock. I have to admit I was totally turned on and whether I could handle it or not I was going to see this through. From here things got to be a bit of a blur as it was cock after cock and I was getting a little shaky on my legs. Then donkey daddy shows up and tries to climb into my hole or at least that was what it felt like since his endowment was enormous. I tried hard to stand still and take it but he was not gentle. "Jesus Christ!, can't you hold this whiny cunt still," he complained. Whiny cunt? My mouth was full of cock. I never said a word. My ass however was hopping around all over the place trying to evade his penis invasion. I heard, "Here give Mary some of this," and a bottle of poppers was put under my nose. Someone must have rifled through my shorts. Thank god I left my wallet in the truck and the keys on a tire. I inhaled from that little bottle of paradise like it was full of salvation, which it was. Jungle Juice was going to save me from Donkey Daddy and leave me in nirvana. Actually I snorted so much I blacked out for a moment but there were plenty of guys around me to keep my from falling. When I came to the big guys was balls deep. I felt no pain only the joy of being completely filled and surrounded by horny, sweaty men. From this point on I really can't say what happened exactly. I mean I know I got royally fucked but by whom and how many whose to say. They kept that bottle of poppers close and ordered me to inhale often. Topman stayed close and I think was the one doling out the amyl. I assume he eventually bred my ass. How could he not after running the whole show. Things started to slow down but I was still getting fucked. I was ordered to inhale and keep inhaling until told to stop. I took two huge hits and stopped and was promptly rewarded with several smacks on my ass and head. "Keep going bitch." I kept inhaling and inhaling and then I passed out. I was out long enough for everybody to get lost. I was alone when I came to, buck naked and covered in cum. I wiggled around only to discover my hands were still tied behind my back. Lucky for me someone or several someone's had pissed on me. My hair was drenched and so was the sock tied around my wrists making it easier to eventually wriggle out of. It took me a while but to my relief I found my shorts wadded up under a bunch of dead weeds not too far away. My cum dump shirt however had been taken for a souvenir. I proudly walked out of those woods with a huge smile on my face. When I got to my truck I noticed two guys at a car several spaces a way. They were looking my way laughing and buddy punching each other on the shoulders. I gave them a wave and thumbs up which made them laugh even harder. Pretty sure they either fucked me or pissed on me. By the way I did find my favorite plaid shirt before I left.

Chapter 2 - ( a bottle of red and I'm ready to write, please excuse the grammar) I messaged him back and asked him to come up. It seemed like ages as I waited skilling the rest of my scotch, it burned as it travelled down my throat, a shover ran through my body from the strong alcohol and the anticipation. A knock sounded at the door. Opening it, I found myself looking on heaven or maybe hell on earth. Tall, handsome, rough. He smelt good. I could never understand why guys liked stench. I like men who smelt like clean men. I could smell him but also the faint waft of Hugo Boss. His jeans hugged his waist and his black shirt opened slightly at the neck too show off his curly dark chest hair. His pictures didn't do him justice. This man was hot. He was the man of whom I had been dreaming. But then I noticed something that gave me pause. Behind my dream man stood a muscled black guy. Don't get me wrong - the black guy was also fucking hot, but I hadn't arranged for two guys. I was expecting only my breeder. The black stud was an unknown. "Hey mate, I'm Patrick or Seeder69. This is Carl. I was hanging out with him at the pub and thought your hole would enjoy his cock too. Mind if we come in?" he asked, taking my assent as an obvious forgone conclusion - which, in truth, it really was. I couldn't control myself. Stepping aside I ushered them in. "I'm sorry, guys, I know this flat isn't much. I got use of it from a mate. I do have some scotch, however. Do you want a drink?" "Why do you have some shots with us," suggested Carl, his voice deep and husky. It made me leak. "I think you are going to need to be loose if you plan to take both of us on." Following his suggestion I set up three shot glasses. We slammed them down and enjoy the warm glow of a good single malt. Patrick removed his shirt, showing off his muscles chest. His jeans were next. The corded muscles of his arms and legs clearly advertised someone who not only worked hard at the gym but had a physical job. His body was massive. There he stood, perfection, in his jockstrap. A massive bulge obscenely tenting the material and a wet patch marking the zenith of his organ. It pulse and did a little jerk as he looked at me, a smile on his face as he noted I was still wearing my boxers. We couldn't have been more different. My pale slim and hairless chest, and although I wasn't a slouch in the cock department and filled out my undies nicely, the truth was my cock simply didn't compare to the monster clearly contained within his briefs. I dropped to my knee and shuffled forward in front of him. "Can I suck you?" " Only after another shot. I like my boys messy." I leaned forward and smelled his crotch. Clean, manly but with that hint of sweat and musk. He grabbed my head and ruffled my hair as he pressed my face into his groin. "Oh baby, I'm going to break you tonight, you are going to walking well tomorrow." Did I want this, I could feel my cock leaking in my undies. He was everything I dreamed of, perhaps honestly more than I could actually handle. And then there was the fact that he was poz. And that was without even considering his mate Carl.

Last night. I met with a regular that had a nice 7 inch dick. He took me to a local park and we found a nice spot out of sight. He had me strip and we spent almost 2 hours playing. When we where finished, he kept my underwear. I had a blast riding home with his load seeping out of me and into my jeans.

I’ll be in NYC till the 26th! Let’s get nasty and enjoy some toxic sex! Bugs to share! ??

White wine enemas protect you against HIV? Where on earth did you get that idea?

Part 18 - Showers And Shopping The last few days had been quite busy and Jake didn't know how he was filling his time. He spent a lot of it in the gym and pool with Marco and Ben, occasionally Andre would join them to work out. Marco and Jake were making love twice a day, they were becoming in separable. Friday morning had come, Jake laid on his back in Marco's arms. He wiped the sweat off Marco's chest. "I am so in love with you Marco." "Do you think being sweet to me will get you out of your training schedule today?" "Busted, thought it was worth a try." "We should shower." Jake got up from the bed and walked through the dressing room to the bathroom, struggling to keep his cheeks clenched as he went. He turned on the water and stood there letting the cool water wash over him. He felt Marco's hands caressing his arse. "I forgot to tell you how much I love you Jake, you mean everything to me." Jake turned his head and kissed Marco as his arms circled around his body, he continued tenderly kissing the back of Jake's neck. Before long his cock was hard and pressing up against Jake. For the first time he knew he was going to get fucked in the shower. He leaned his head back against Marco. He felt the resistance of his arse as Marco began penetrating him. He grabbed Marco's arms pulling them tighter around him, he stood on his toes as he felt the love of Marco pushing deep in to him. He moaned several times, his arse wriggled to take more of his lover. Marco sought his mouth and kissed Jake at the same time his hips began undulating tight against Marco's arse. Jake raised his hand and held Marco's neck as their kissing intensified. Marco grunted loudly in Jake's mouth, his arms tightened around his lover. Jake pushed his hand out against the wall of the shower to stop him from falling forward. Marco took hold of Jake's cock and gently caressed it, he felt his arse expand and as Marco's cock swelled and began releasing pulsing rivers of his love in to Jake. His couldn't contain himself, his legs wobbled as he began shooting his cum in to Marco's hand. He held him tight and kissed him deep as their orgasm slowly ebbed. Jake closed his eyes and let the water run over his body as Marco reached for the shower gel, liberally applying it to his hands he rubbed over every inch of Jake's body and himself. Jake remained close to him, the smell of the ginger and lemon from the shower gel penetrating his senses. He knew this was where he wanted to be and belong. They finished their workout in the gym and spent 45 minutes in the pool. Jake was resting against the side as Marco swam up and kissed him. "Marco, can we go out shopping. I would like to get a new shirt for this evening?" "Yes, you can give your credit card a little exercise, but I need to get your finger print recognition for the gate done as well." "Oh yes, Andre told me how much trouble he had with that one night." "The sensor doesn't like bbq sauce." "I will remember that. Shall we invite Ben as he looked a little lost for something to do this morning?" "I'm sure he would love to come. I will get JP to bring the card round." "No, let's go by bus, have a little adventure." "Come on then, let's go find Ben and get changed." Ben was all hyper and super excited to be asked to out with them. As they headed out they stopped at a small building behind some trees. "What is this place?" "This is where security is." The door opened as they approached, there stood a six foot muscled and tattooed guy in his late 30's. "Hello Marco and this must be Jake." "Hi Darren, yes this is Jake." "Come on young one, lets get you on the system. And no eating bbq sauce." "I promise I won't." "If you do I lock you up in my cage here for the night. Andre does it on regular basis." He winked at laughing at Jake who was unsure if he was joking. He need not worry, there in the corner of the control room was a cage. Everything done, Darren patted Jake and gave him a kiss on his head. They went done and tested it against the pad and sure enough the gate opened. The bus ride was hot and long up to Oxford Street, Jake was last off the bus and he looked up at the imposing building. "Are you sure you want to shop here?" "Marco, my parents would never allow me in this shop. They have the most amazing window displays at Christmas, but yes I do." As they approached the front door the livered door man opened it and politely welcomed them to Selfridges. The three of them were dressed in shorts and t-shirts as Marco put it 'to blend in', this in itself was quite difficult to do with Ben. A fan had recognised him and wanted a selfie, Jake just looked on confused but Ben told him she is a fan and also a gymnast. Ben started picking clothes up and unfolding them and putting them back giggling as he did so, only to watch the assistant follow them folding things back up neatly. Jake decided to have a go, as he put the jumper back on the shelf the floor manager approached them. Ben whispered in Jake's ear to ask for the personal shopper. Marco stood back to watch as he knew this either going to be funny or end in them being banned. "May I help you gentlemen, are you looking for anything in particular?" "Oh err yes, I guess you can help." "Please tell me what you are looking for." "My friend and I need something to wear for dinner tonight. Casual but dam nice." "I see, we have plenty of 'nice' things, however they do come at a price." "Could you hold this me for a moment." He pulled the credit card out of his pocket and handed it to the floor manager. Immediately his hand went in the air and two assistants appeared. "I think you gentlemen would be more comfortable in our VIP lounge." He ushered them to a discreet door off the floor and into a plush lounge, where two stewards offered the three of them champagne. Marco leaned in to Jake and Ben telling them they will get offered lunch in the Palm Court. The floor manager instructed the assistants to find exquisite casual dining clothes. Before they even managed a sip of the champagne the store manager appeared and introduced himself and offered them lunch. They tried on some clothes and decided on 3 pairs of casual designer trousers and loose neck shirts. Marco spoke to the floor manager asking for the items to be delivered to the address by 4pm. The three of them were sat on a prime table as the waiters cleared their plates. "I can't believe what that card can do Marco." "That's nothing Jake." They left the store and headed back to home to get ready for dinner. Jake was a little nervous about Fabian meeting his brother. He had promised to be civil to everyone, Jake knew that he would do his best.

Last night had a guy off BBRT come over, he wanted me door unlocked, blindfolded ass up and lubed. I have done this kind of thing before without the blindfold, I definitely felt uneasy about it but he assured me that he had no intentions of hurting me or robbing me. He just wants to breed a hot ass and go. I took a deep breath and sent the message that told him to be here around 9pm with my address and apartment number. After getting ready I lubed myself up with some boy butter, got myself into the position, and waited, 9:02 I get a text from him that he is here. I hear him come into my apartment and make his way to the bedroom, I hear his belt buckle clink and the sounds of him getting undressed. I feel his hand run down my back to between my cheeks, I take a whiff of poppers as he slides inside me, my head starts spinning as he begins slow fucking me, he starts picking up the and grabs the top of my jockstrap and pulls it tight. I could feel damp front fabric squeezing up against my balls, I was leaking a lot of precum. I start to relax as he fucks me, kissing my back occasionally. He then pushes me forward and gets on top of me on the bed. I feel around for my bottle of poppers, he says "here they are boy" and puts the bottle in one of my wondering hands, I take another deep whiff and as Im screwing on the cap he takes the bottle out of ny hand and I hear him taking a hit of them. I start squeezing his cock with my cunt muscles as continued on pounding me, he definitely notices and says " oh thats a good boy, milk that cock Im getting close" He slows down and starts going balls deep long hard strokes in and out of my ass. "Yeah Im going to breed you boy" He starts groaning loudly as he is cumming balls deep, pushing into me so hard it caused me to yelp in pain. He pulls out and pushes it back in a few times he grabs my neck and tells me to clean it up, I let him maneuver me around to his cock, he forces it into my throat, my nostrils buried his pubes, I can smell the delicious light chlorine hint of his cum. He pulls out of my mouth, lightly slaps me on the ass a few times and says "that was fucking hot, let me know when we can do this again" I hear him getting dressed, leaving the room and eventually my apartment door closing. I immediately pull off my blindfold, make sure nothing is missing in my apartment and then to the bathroom to checkout my well used cunt. Showered back up and went to bed a happy boy. So I popped my blindfold cherry, definitely want to do this again

Adam had just turned eighteen a few days before, but he knew he looked younger and that might be a problem. He pushed his long blond bangs out of his eyes and looked across the street at the door and the neon sign above it. The Edge’s sign flashed blue at a regular pace. He’d wanted to come to the bathhouse since he first learned of it when he was sixteen. Now he was legal and he wanted to go in, but was kind of scared of what actually went on inside. He seen all sorts of men go in during the fifteen minutes he had watched the door. He took a deep breath and walked across the street. Adam opened the door and was confronted by a heavy set man behind a security window. “One please,” he asked nervously handing the man a twenty. “ID kid,” the man asked looking hard at Adam. Adam handed him his driver’s license and waited. “Shit kid, you look sixteen if a day. You’re gonna be really popular tonight,” he chuckled handing Adam a towel, and a lock with a key on a wrist band. “No clothes allowed kid, only towels, ‘k?” "Sure,” Adam said beginning to get second thoughts about walking around with only a towel on for several hours. Before the man behind the glass buzzed Adam into the bathhouse another man entered. He was a good six foot tall, and a rock solid 285 lbs. His dark brown curly hair was cut short. The beginnings of a five o’clock shadow made him seem even more masculine that he already was. A hefty budge in his jeans only added to this image. Adam could feel himself start to get hard, as he stared at the man in awe. This was a man’s man without a doubt. Adam felt his six inches start to ooze pre-cum. “Dean you old dog, how the hell have you been? Long time no see.” “Not bad Jack, business has had me doing a lot of traveling the last few months putting out fires for the company. I’ve finally got some time off and looking to release some tension if you know what I mean.” He chuckled as he grabbed his crotch. “You want a room like usual?” “Sure, which one do you have available?” “How about 18?” the man grinned as he nodded towards Adam? “Lucky 18, always good for some fun,” he said looking at Adam. “Pig sling room booked yet tonight?” “Nah, want it?” “Yeah, let me have it too. I think I’ll have something to fill it before the night is over,” Dean said with a smirk. Jack buzzed the two men into the bath house. He was glad the bath had video cameras hidden all over the place. He was looking forward to seeing Dean pound the hell out of the hot looking eighteen year old twink. Jack knew the boy was in for the ride of his life tonight and when the twink left he would be a changed man in more ways than one. Adam didn’t know what to expect when he walked through the steel door into the bathhouse. The long hall way was dark with a dim light at the far end. He felt the large man come up next to him. “First time here?” Dean asked, already knowing the answer. “Yeah, I just turned eighteen a few days ago and wanted to see what it was like,” Adam said shyly. “Well, welcome to The Edge. I’m Dean,” he said extending his hand to the young twink he was looking forward to breeding. “Adam,” said the boy taking the man’s hand. “Don’t worry guy, I’ll be happy to show you around here. I know it can be a little intimidating the first few times, but once you’re used to it can be a lot of fun. Here let me walk you to your locker and you can put your stuff away and get changed,” Dean said being friendly. “It’s just like a gym locker room at school. Afterwards I’ll meet you back here in a few and we can walk around together. I have a room, so if you feel like the whole thing is a little much we can go back there until you’re ready to explore some more.” Dean walked off leaving Adam to change and put all his clothes in his locker. This felt a whole lot different to Adam, than changing in the locker room at school. There everyone generally tried to avoid looking at everyone’s junk, but here all the men were actively trying to make sure everyone saw it or were busy looking at other guys’ cocks and asses. Most of the men in and around the locker room and sauna were either hard or semi-hard. Adam was surprised there were so many different types of men here. Some were heavy-set and hairy, others almost skeleton thin, still others were built gym-rats. Surprisingly there as a fairly large amount of the men there were much older men, but many though were just average looking middle aged men. Adam was in the minority in that there seemed to be few young twinks and most of them seemed more interested servicing the older men rather than someone like him. There was a pretty good mixture of Afro-American, white and Hispanic men. Some of the much older men would wrap their towels around them tightly so you see their dicks like hard mounds under their towels. Others in better shape just threw their towels over their shoulders, so you could see their dicks pointing straight out or swinging like thick pieces of sausages between their legs. The men grinned and smiled at Adam as he took all his clothes off. More than once did the young twink catch some of the men stroking their dicks as they looked and his dick and ass. He felt like a piece of meat a pack of starving dogs was preparing to devour. Adam tried to wrap his towel completely around him but it was too small to stay wrapped completely closed. He was forced to hold the ends together with one hand. In the other hand he had a small baggie with rubbers in it. The most sexually Adam had managed to do in high school so far was jack off with a couple friends when they had been drunk after a few parties. Adam came close once to sucking off a band member during a football game in the fall under the bleachers, but in the end they both chickened out for fear of getting caught. The incident had left him hot and bothered for days and weeks afterwards. They would pass one another in the hallways, but were afraid to do anything. Adam didn’t want to graduate from high school in June still a virgin. Sure, this wasn’t the most romantic place to do it, but here were men, not boys, who would make sure he learned something about sex. He didn’t want to look foolish in bed with the first guy he slept with at college. So here he was, willing to lose his virginity here and hopefully would get to fuck a guy as well. That way he would 'know his way around a man in bed' so to speak. If he was lucky Dean, who was the hottest guy there, would be willing to do him. Dean returned a few minutes later dressed only in a towel and carrying a small bottle in his hand along with a pack of cigarettes. He was fully hard at the thought of breeding Adams tight eighteen year old ass. He figured the boy may have been fucked by some of his school mates, but never had a man up there yet. He wanted to make sure he changed that for Adam and be the first charged load of many before the night was over up his tight little twink neg ass. Dean knew the boy was a bit tense, but once he got the 1st hit of Tina in Adam that would all change. He hoped he might even be able to slam the boy making him a total slut begging for dick, and then put him in the pig sling room to make sure the boy left here pozzed up after being gangbanged all night. He loved stealthing young twinks where ever he went. He’d been stealthed at sixteen by someone else and figured it was only fair to share the gift with as many men as possible. Since he was constantly moving and taking trips for his job, Dean was able spread his gift world-wide to as many men as he could. Dean thought Adam looked so pure and angelic with his longish light blond hair, smooth pale skin and cute perky coral colored dime-sized nipples. He stood at about 5’6”, and 120 lbs. with bright blue eyes and Dean guessed he had a six inch average sized cock, uncut as Dean would discover. Though he didn’t play any sports, Adam stayed toned by skateboarding, which made him very desirable in the bathhouse as a fuck toy to be used and bred. “Let me give you a tour and then we can chill on patio for a bit,” Dean said admiring the sexy eighteen year old who would soon be getting his gift. Dean walked Adam around the bathhouse showing him the TV room, exercise machines, video room, glory holes, maze, showers and steam room. He could tell the men were jealous of him walking around with this hot twink. But in the end they would thank him when all of them had the chance to slide in the boy’s hot lil’ cunt and breed him. Otherwise only one man would be lucky enough to tap it and judging from the boy carrying a bag of rubbers would have to fuck him covered. Adam and Dean walked out on the dark patio and found a table in the back behind some tall ferns where they couldn’t be seen too well by others. Adam found Dean easy to talk to and soon found himself talking about the first hand job with his best friend. He later joined various other friends in beating off to porn videos and magazines. His best friend thinking it was too gay made them stop jerking off together and made a big effort in publicly getting a blow job from a well-known slut of a cheerleader. Going online and reading stories and watching videos was all in the end Adam had left to relive his needs. Finally now that he was eighteen he wanted to lose his cherry to an older more experienced man. Dean smiled to himself; this was going to be even more fun that he thought. He was going to get to take the twink’s cherry and poz him all at the same time. Dean realized Adam was interested in him because the teen kept adjusting his hard-on under the skimpy towel Jack had purposely given the teen. Soon once the eighteen year old was fucked up; Dean would have him walking around with the towel wrapped around his neck and not his waist. He wanted all the men in the bathhouse to see what they were going to get a chance to load up with their loads after he was finished with Adam. Dean decided it finally time to get the ball rolling and prepare to pop this cherry. He opened out the cigarette pack and pulled out a “T” laced joint and lit up taking a big inhale, before passing it to Adam. Adam didn’t normally smoke pot that often. He preferred to stay straight, so he could stay in control and focused on school. He wanted to get into NYU film school the next year after graduating and knew grades were important. Adam didn’t want to seem uncool in front of this hot stud of a man. He knew this man would be gentle with him if they had sex. He trusted Dean and knew the man would treat him right in bed. Plus he thought the weed would help him feel more relaxed when he got fucked for the first time. Dean at first thought he’d have to do some fast talking to get Adam to smoke the “T” laced joint as he watched the inner turmoil inside him, but the teen soon was smoking away. Dean took a couple more big hits and had Adam finish the rest of the large joint. He could see both the pot and “T” were starting to really work on the unsuspecting eighteen year old. Before Adam finished smoking the joint Dean took the roach from him. He took the last hit from him and leaned in to shotgun the last hit to Adam. With little effort he was soon kissing Adam passionately making the twink even hornier than before from smoking the joint. “Hey Adam, let’s go hang out in my room for a bit. We can watch a video while we relax,” Dean stood up and helped Adam stand up. He grabbed him and kissed the blond twink hard again causing the twink to drop his towel. Dean stroked the six inch dick causing Adam to moan into him. He grabbed the brown bottle and his pack of cigarettes taking Adam’s hand leading him to the room where he’d lose his cherry and take his first poz load. Adam pulled away from Dean heading back to the table. At first, Dean thought it was to grab the bag of rubbers, but Adam grabbed his dropped towel. To make sure Adam didn’t notice the rubbers, Dean wet his middle finger with spit and slid it home in Adam’s virgin cunt. He aimed for the eighteen year old's prostate, which, of course, caused Adam to gasp in pleasure. The “T” laced joint was already beginning to do its work and make Adam horny for cock. Dean worked Adam’s ass for a few minutes before pulling him to a standing position kissing him hard. He continued working the teen’s boy cunt as he kissed him deeply. Finally Dean pulled away smiling at now lust filled Adam. “Ready to go to my room?” he grinned, asking the latest in a long string of victims. “Hell yeah!” Adam panted excitedly. He had never been so horny after smoking a joint. Dean’s fingering felt even better than his own fingers. He desperately needed to feel this man inside him. He hoped Dean would be gentle since was so he was so large and Adam was still a virgin. He knew it would hurt at first but would feel better soon afterwards. Or at least that’s what all the stories on Nifty said. Dean made Adam wear his towel around his neck as they walked to his room. He wanted to do a little advertising for Adam’s later gangbang. He wanted Adam to walk out in the morning with his eighteen year old pussy dripping poz cum from being well fucked by as many men as possible. Dean played with Adam’s ass as they walked pass various men looking or having sex throughout the bathhouse on the way to his room. The poor twink was moaning like a slut and trying to force more of Dean’s fingers into his teen cunt even before they got to the room. Fortunately the walk to Dean's room was only a few seconds, and upon arrival, Adam was hornier than he had ever been in his life. He couldn’t believe how much he wanted this man to fuck him and take his cherry. Dean maneuvered the eighteen year old boy to the bed and finally pulled his fingers from Adam’s hole. He stood over the panting lust filled eighteen year old boy. Dean knew the boy was ready for the next step in stripping away his innocence. Dean finally pulled off his towel exposing to Adam for the first time his red bull can thick cut eight inch fuck stick. The huge mushroom head with its large gold hoop piercing was nearly twice as wide as the cock was thick. Adam had never seen a cock that big or dangerous looking. He had no doubt when Dean finished with him Adam would know what it meant to be fucked. He knew he should be afraid of the dick, but there was an itch building deep inside his hole to feel Dean shoving it in him. It was like he was totally losing his inhibitions. Sure Adam knew some of his inhibitions were lowered by the weed, but this was different. It was like they weren’t even there anymore. Adam needed sex and needed it bad. Dean grabbed one of his famous “T” laced bottles of warming lube; it was time to prime Adam for his first breeding. end of part 1

STR8 CZECH TWINK TRICKS A FRIEND INTO TINA SLAM & POZ BREEDING - PART ! THE INTRODUCTION: Maxim and Ilya are two cute 18 year old Czech straight twinks living in Prague. They know each other since kindergraten and do almost everything together. People often think that they are bothersome because they both have black hair, a slim athletic body, and their tanned skin is smooth. But there are some differences; Maxim has a more defined body than Ilya, but Ilya has a bigger cock. When they where a few years younger they watched porn together sparking their craving for sex. After they both had sex with a girl from school, but they wanted it more like the pornvids so they needed to find girls/women with more experience. The next day they posted a message on a website for sex hookups. The message was straight to the point: “Two sexy ripped 18 y/o boys. Looking for sex with older experienced girls/women (20 - 30 y/o). 7inch and 9inch cocks are waiting for you. Whe’re quick learners and up for fulfilling all sexual wishes; dp, anal, cream pie, face fucking, etc. PS: We’re not gigolo’s or escort. We fuck for free & with our condom”. They added a picture of their athletic bodies and there rock hard cocks. Within 10 minutes the reactions started to come in. They received their sex dates at Ilya’s house during the day and in the evening. Maxims parents worked hat hard and always where home late. They had 3 - 4 dates per week and their dates came mostly alone, but sometimes they brought an extra girlfriend. Within a few month they were pro’s and already did every type of sex that they knew by watching porn. THE SETUP: One weekend Ilya helped his older brother move to his own apartment and he would stay the night so he can attend the housewarming party with his brothers friends. Maxim couldn’t join because he was laying in bed with the flu. It was a good party because Maxim didn’t see Ilya until wednesday. When Ilya came over he was talking about something he learned from his brother that makes sex hotter than hell. Before Maxim could ask what it was, Ilya continued by telling a that at the party a super hot girl that was checking him out and when he went to the bathroom she followed him and stroked and sucked his big cock. Ilya paused a few seconds and continue with “….Dude… She asked me if i knew a some place where we could fuck?”. So I told here that i knew a place but that would mean getting fucked by me and a friend. He looked in Maxim eyes and said that She told him that she loves getting fucked by two cocks! “So we only need to tell here when she can come!” Ilya concluded. Maxim started to tell Ilya that his parents won’t be home all weekend and that we could spent the whole weekend fucking. “I will text here right away” Ilya said. 3 minutes later he got a reply that Ilya read to loud: “If we have the whole weekend than i can bring over some extra girlfriends. All of them cum craving sluts like me!”. Maxim eyes started to twinkle. THE TRICK: Saturday Ilya came over early because he had to tell Maxim what he learned from his brother. He had a bag with him with a pipe a few syringes and a small bag full of white crystals. He started with “This stuff will make us so fucking horny that we can go on the whole weekend pounding”. “Do we need that?” Maxim replied. Ilya knew that Maxim would say that so he answered immediately with “If you try it you will know the answer. My brother introduced me to it when i was at his place. I also hesitated, but when i tried it felt so fucking horny and knew that we should try this out together”, he quickly added “let’s start by smoking a small amount”. He load up some crystals in the pipe, heated the pipe with a flame and took a few hits. He then gave the pipe to Maxim, put the flame under the bowl and told him to inhale deep a few times. “How are you feeling” Ilya asked Maxim. Maxim replied “Feeling a bit hot, getting a bit horny”. Ilya put on some porn and asked Maxim “Want another hit from the pipe? This will make your cock fucking hard so we can start the action right away when the girls arrive”. Maxim nodded and took the pipe, heated it and took a couple of big hits. His cock reacted right away by getting rock hard. Maxim let out a deep sigh and said “this is super!”. Maxim took a few deep hits every five minutes while stroking his hard cock. After half an hour his cock went limp, he tried to get hard again but it nothing work. Maxim started to freak out “What’s happening dude? Can’t get hard anymore!”. Ilya answered calm “You took the hits to quickly after each other. I had the same problem. It will get hard in about 1 - 2 hours”. Maxim start to panic and said: “But the girls are here in less then 45 minutes. Can’t stay like this?!”. “My brother showed me how to undo it. Let me show you how on myself, so you can decide if you want it?!” Ilya said. He took a leather strap tied it around his arm, took a pre-prepared syringe, found a vein and slowly shot the content into his bloodstream. He release the strap and started to couch, and his soft dick started to grow. “Okay! Can you do me now? Want to be rock hard when they arrive!” said Maxim. Ilya knows that his friend is exactly where he wants him to be. He takes out a syringe marked with a small red sticker and starts to tie a strap around maxims arm. He sticks the needle in the vein and start to push the plunger down. He knows that the syringe with the red sticker is pre-prepared with a dose 4 times higher than he gave himself. When he removes the strap, Maxim starts to cough very hard and Ilya knows that the conversion has begon. THE PREPARATION: Maxim is flying high on T not aware of his surrounding. Ilya throws Maxims arm around his neck and drags him to the bathroom. he puts him on a small bench so his ass is sticking out and his limp body is resting against the wall. He starts to clean out his friends ass. After 25 minutes he is finished. He takes a bottle of lube and squirts some up Maxims ass. Maxim is slowly getting more aware and starts moaning. Ilya says to him that he passed out and that he put him under the shower to revive him. Maxim mumbles. Ilya put his arm around him and helps Maxim back to the living room and puts him into a lounge chair. He takes some ropes and ties both arms behind the backseat. He then puts Maxims legs on his shoulders and start to lube up Maxims virgin hole. Maxim is getting more aware of whats happing with him and starts to mumble “What… doing… Un..tie…”. “I will tell you what i’m doing. I’m preparing you for the same thing that happened to me last weekend. You think using girls for lust and fucking their pussy hard is hot! it’s nothing compared to being used like a slut and getting your ass pussy fucked hard. You’re gone be reprogrammed to service cock… bare cock…” replies Ilya. Maxims mumbles “No… Stop”. Ilya starts grinning and says “You’re ass will start burning i a few seconds and you will scream… you can fight it or embrace it… either way you’re ass will turn into a willing open hole and you will beg for cock!”. He than places a big shared against the Maxims sphincter and places his hard lubed 9 inch cock against it and starts to push the shard inside with his cock. Maxim starts to scream, but slowly the 9 inch cock sinks deeper. When the whole length is in Maxims arse starts to burn and he start to beg to take it out. Ilya slowly pulls out but when he’s almost out he rams in deep. He starts repeating the stroke while Maxim screams. With each stroke he cranks up the tempo. Maxims ass starts tingling and a warm glow rushes to his brain. The screams start to change in to moans. Ilya is piston fucking his friends ass harder. But then he pulls out complete. The tingling and empty feeling in Maxims ass gets worse every second. The feeling is driving him insane and he asks Ilya to put it back in. “I want you to beg for it. Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to fuck you hard. Beg me to shoot my load deep in your ass!” Ilya replies. “Please fuck me… hard… en shoot your load deep inside me” moans Maxim. Ilya plunges his dick back inside and starts to fuck hard. Maxim feels Ilya’s cock swell up and moaned “Yeah… fill my ass… fill it with your cum”. Ilya starts breathing heavy and says “This will be the first but not the last. You’ll will meet the guys that converted me and they will do the same to you!”. Maxim could believe what he heard. At the same time Ilya made a loud roar and started to fill up Maxims ass. A few second later there was a loud knock on the door. Ilya pulled out and opend the door. THE GANG: A group off six guys in their early twenties came inside lead by Ilya’s brother. “Good job little bro” he said. They guys started to strip. Their athletic ripped bodies where covered in tattoo. All guys had a biohazard tattoo above their dicks. Two guys came into action and took two syringes, one walked towards Maxim and the other to Ilya. Ilya’s brother: “You’re only goal in life will be to service us. We will use you as we please and you will do ass we please. We will breed your asses with our cum… Our toxic cum… When you are converted you will be marked with the same tattoo we have…”. The couching of both boys interrupts him. “Love the sound of meth running to their veins” he says before continuing: “When you’re marked your part of our gang… And we are always on the prowl for new straight boys we can initiate!”. The gang gathered around the two willing boys. THE CONVERSION: Ilya’s brother is the first to ram his big poz cock inside Maxim. Two other members shove their cocks down the boys throats, one shoves his cock deep into Ilya’s ass. The other two take place behind the two ass fuckers and start to play with their nipples. Both cocks react by swelling up in the boys asses. — TO BE CONTINUED —

Chapter 1 After two years of training and four years of waiting I’m finally working for a big airline as a first officer. I’m about 5’10’’ tall with 160lbs and in my late twenties with brown hair and scruff however most guys tell me I look like 22. My cock, or I call it banana, is bent upwards, however even if most guys are very interested in a curved cock, my hole is my selling point. I have a perfectly shaped butt with a very tight pink hole. If I shave it clean - and it usually is shaved - my hole looks like that of a 14-year-old that had never had a cock up his ass. About two years ago I broke up with my first boyfriend. We were in a relationship for two and a half year, however I always suspected him to cheat on me. He worked in the medical field while I was trying to keep my life together while waiting to work in my dream job as an airline pilot. He was the second guy in my life to breed me - and the first guy I asked to do it. When I was 13 I was abused by some hairy guy in his forties. He made my hole bleed and I felt as if it was my fault. So I never told anyone about it - not even my boyfriend - but made up a lie telling everyone that I had my first sex at the age of 19. But since that day I was into hairy older daddies. So maybe you’re asking yourself why I think he cheated on me. At first I really was afraid to allow him to bareback me - because of HIV. So when he really got me horned up I often allowed him to put his head raw in my ass but told him to pull out before cumming. After some months I thought I could trust him and even without doing a check-up first I took his load the first time up my ass on my 25th birthday. We fucked four times a week - it was always him fucking me. Never the other way round. His cock sometimes made my hole bleed as it was really thick. However some days after our second anniversary it suddenly stopped. I often tried to find out why he didn’t want to fuck me anymore and he always told me it was because of the stress he had at work and not because of me. On the other hand I soon found out he was a member of Grindr again and often wrote with guys. So I assumed he was cheating on me. I still tried to be faithful to him and without considering two incidents of a cop breeding me I managed it. However after half a year without sex I broke up with him and felt free again. I rode cocks after cocks, never thinking about being in a relationship again. But something in my mind had changed. I could not take cocks with condoms anymore. I hated it if they were wrapped in some rubber. I wanted to feel the cocks skin-on-skin. So I allowed the guys to fuck me bareback but not to cum in my ass. That’s when I met a judge - Jay. He was a stocky daddy-type guy and already poz and it was my first contact with a poz cock. He loved to rim my pink hole and soon realized that I’ll let him do anything he wants as long as he makes my hole wet with his tongue. So in the end I took his poz cock up my ass during rape play. And after thinking it through for days I loved the feeling of his dick in my neg cunt. However he was already undetectable so nothing ever happened. After the break up I had some personal trouble. I thought I’d never fly for an airline and being rejected by hot daddies made me feel insecure and so I had the feeling I was the ugly guy that wasn’t worth a shit and that was struggling to keep his life together. So why not being a real useless piece of shit? During that time Jay realized that I didn’t care anymore if he went to his check-ups and that I started taking cocks bareback at restrooms. So he arranged an appointment with his HIV doctor and took me with him. I liked the doctor. His name was Christian and he was a really nice guy, married with kids. And Jay had told me he had a huge cock. Christian wasn’t really my type as he was thin but I wanted to see his monster cock - and wanted to know why Jay knew his size. So I talked with him and told him about my problems. He assured me that these troubles were normal after a break-up and after having to cope with some health problems. However he wanted to do a full check-up and so I had to take my clothes off so he could check my cock and hole. He was really professional and I could not tell if he liked my ass and cunt - or guys at all. After the check-up he told me he will message me about the results - so I gave him my mobile number and went home. Three days later - at a Sunday - he messaged me that he would like to speak with me about my results and if I could come to his office. I knew that he treated some drug addicts at weekends so his other patients would not have any contact with them. He greeted me at his door and when I entered his office I realized that it was empty. He asked me to wait in his room and strip down to my briefs. So now I was sitting there, expecting him to tell me that I got pozzed. He entered the room and showed me my test results. Everything was fine but he wanted to talk with me about my sexual preferences. Jay obviously had told him about me taking loads at restrooms. I was expecting Christian to try to talk me out of this behaviour - instead he explained he had expected to meet me at the restroom the last three days. Of course I realized now why Jay knew about Christian’s cock and got hard instantly. Jay saw it and asked me how I liked him. Even if he wasn’t my type I wanted his cock. So I told him how hot he is and in the end he fucked me on his office table - bareback and filled me with his cum. So instead of stopping my behaviour he enforced it. I always also thought Christian was into STD as he always fucked me bareback first before taking some tests to check why I felt sick. This behaviour lasted about almost one and a half year and Christian prescribed me PEP twice after taking some possible toxic guy’s cock. I expected the loads to be toxic as the guy refused to tell me about his HIV status after breeding me. At that time I thought it would be better to stay negative until I started my pilot’s career. Now last year things started to finally work out. I finished the last part of my training and started to work for an airline. During the training I often saw Martin. The first time I saw him I knew that I wanted his cock. He is the perfect daddy - around 50, airline captain, stocky build with a small belly, full black beard, short dark hair and a voice to die for. Unfortunately Martin was married to a wife. He did not have any kids but his wife still wanted some. When I was new I was one of many first officers. I greeted Martin everytime I saw him and soon he started greeting me too. Sometimes there was a bit small-talk and I tried to hint as often as possible that I’m gay. After some weeks - and with the help of a gay friend working in management - I finally had a tour with Martin as my captain. When we met at our briefing booth he hugged me and I swear I could see desire in his beautiful brown eyes. We usually have a 4 days tour with the same crew. So I knew if I work it out on the first day I may get his cock every day. After finishing the flights of our first day we went to our crew hotel and Martin asked me if I wanted some drinks in the bar. So I went to my room, cleaned out my ass, changed clothes and went to the bar. I was already drinking a cocktail when Martin finally showed up. “I’m sorry champ, my wife called and did not stop talking.” I assured him I was fine with him showing up late. “So what were you doing while I was on the phone?” - “I was just drinking and checking out some guys.” - “Oh did I interrupt your hunt?” - “No, I prefer your company.” Martin smiled and we were sitting quietly next to each other, enjoying our drinks. “So, maybe it’s just the alcohol, but… may I ask you… when did you know you were gay?” I could feel Martin struggling to find the right words. “I think I always knew. I never were interested in girls, I always liked the bearded daddies. But I think at the age of 12 I knew that this was not normal.” Martin stared at me. It took me a moment to realize that I just had told him that I’m into him. I panicked a bit as this could destroy all my efforts and if he wasn’t cool with it he could also destroy my career. I was looking right at him and he was still staring at me. It felt like an eternity until he laughed and asked jokingly, “Shall I shave my beard off?” I felt relieved and responded “That would not help anyway!” Martin blushed and played with his drink. “You know I experimented sometimes in my teens. Of course no longer anymore.” - “Why did you stop?” - “I met my wife and my parents made me stop having fun with guys. Or soon-to-be ex-wife.” - “Your ex-wife?” - “Yes we already had an open relationship the last years as things slowed down between us but now she met some politician and wants to live with him. And we agreed to divorce if one of us finds a new love. She just called to make sure I’m still fine with it.” - “I’m sorry about that.” I touched Martin’s big biceps as a sign of comfort. He looked me in my eyes and put his large palm on my shoulder. I already could feel the weight of this man lying on me and as his fingers traced down my spine my cock went rock hard. We were frozen in that position until the bartender interrupted us and told us he would close down the bar now. We both realized we had chatted for about an hour and it was already 1am in the morning. “Better to move to our rooms then.” Martin pushed me of the barstool and to the elevators. I loved the connection between us. We were waiting for the elevator and just as I decided that I would try to kiss him as soon as the doors were closed a flight attendant of our crew showed up and entered the same elevator. In my mind I cursed her stupid tits. I was so close to Martin’s cock but now all efforts were in vain.

I love older tops/daddies, Im 30 and usually I prefer my tops in the age range of 35-60. But not set in stone. As long as they dont look like a complete grandpa, have a nice cock and know how to use it. If Im topping though, which is rare, I go for 18-25yo twinks generally.

@Read1 "When a guy you've fucked before asks you for a re-fuck or two." LOVE when that happens! When a guy hits you up online or bumps into you in person and can't stop taking about how good it felt to shoot inside me! I ALWAYS offer him another ride....

Me too!

One of the Happiest times being Breed and seeded several times was sucking Big Dicks - one on one / I was on all 4's on the carpet sucking and by surprise a third party cums in upon us - already bent over - he proceeded raw fucking me ! Sometimes it was rough - head lock - tearing up my cunt hole - forcing me to sniff poppers - then I relaxed - has happen several times ! anyone else to happen too ?

When a guy you've fucked before asks you for a re-fuck or two. Complementing you for your fucking and load from a while back. Introducing you to another bottom (friend) who'd love your load too.

Add this notch to my belt as of yesterday. Got fucked by a spine surgeon with an 8.5" thick dick, stretched me open, knocking repeatedly onto my second ring. No questions re status at all, and he was emphatic about barebacking from the start of our hookup conversation.

Maybe I'll see you there and I can give you my load, then ?

I've heard the old hanky code originated in San Francisco during the Gold Rush days. There were so many men around but hardly any women so that when the guys wanted to dance hankies worn on the left side meant you lead, the traditional male role, while worn on the right meant you followed. That eventually morphed into the multiple color hankie Cole in the 1970's.

I have not heard it either

Definitely prefer loose sloppy over tight! Love to be able to slam deep from the start without having to work a tight hole open. Also love the visual look of a hole that has been fucked hard - looking like a inviting cunt...

Great story, please continue. I would like the uncle to search out the nephew now that he knows where to find him ..... I am thinking the uncle expects a freebie. The nephew and his pimp can take revenge ..... I suppose a uncle and nephew fuck team can command a price almost equal to a father and son fuck team.

Went hiking this past week in the mountains south of Reno, NV. Found a nice secluded spot under a small grove of trees next to a small spring. Dropped my cargo shorts and bent myself over a large tree stump. Took my partner's horse bone deep in my hungry fuck hole (spit was my only lube). Was pounded hard, moaning like the bb whore that I am...begging my stud for his seed. My stallion did not disappoint...dropping a multi-day load deep in my well fucked hole...Pig ? heaven!!! Was nice and wet for the rest of the hike. LUV bb fuck in the woods...my fantasy has now become a reality...More, more...Oink! ?

I recently posted an add online and was looking for the biggest cock I could find to suck within a 1 hour drive of my house. I offered to pay $200 to suck the biggest one I could find. I am fascinated with huge thick cocks. The biggest I had sucked prior to this was 9.5" and thick. It took almost a month before I found the winner. It was 12.5" and thick on a 19 year old tall and skinny white kid. He is 6'8" and cums almost a cup (8 oz) after holding a load for 10 days. No I way I could deep throat it, I probably got down about 8" but I did swallow every drop of a 9 day load. He literally stayed hard in mouth after he came because he is so damn young. I ended up never taking it out of my mouth after he came the first time, I just kept sucking until he came a second time about 15 minutes later.

I am in Chiangmai, Thailand. I just got two loads. And waiting for the third. At 16.00 I met a young student selling his body on an app. Very cute, BBoy style. He fucked me without even mentioning anything about condoms, and shot his load into me. He was then quickly gone. At 17.30, another boy came to my room. A boy I had already met. Straight 20 years old boy fucking gays for money. He is very nice but, unfortunately likes to cum quick. But I have his cum inside me, mixed with the cum of the first boy. At 19.30 I will meet the next boy. A young boy from the mountains, who works as a cook, but always needs some extra money. That will be my third Thai load for today. Another hour to wait...

Moderator's Note: I won't be apologizing. I stand by what I said. First let's clear things up. There is a vengeance/castration event in this story. It was posted on January 1 - Chapter 28 A new Jeff. Chi4loads even acknowledged its existence about 20 posts ago when he explained the reason he never came back to it was that it was unpopular being the only post of his story that got downvotes. This is true regardless of Monster5-8gPA's confusion and mispost. My suggestion to chi4loads was that if he wanted to explore a part of the story line that had made people unhappy putting it in its own thread would help prevent controversy. I have made the same or similar suggestion to other authors, and when they have done so things have run more smoothly. He instead chose to get his back up leading to the dozen or more posts wasted on arguments. Now he seems to be trying to create a big public outcry by holding the continuation of his story hostage. This is one of the hottest stories ever on the forum, and I have been here since the beginning. I have beat off over this story more than once. I hope chi4loads continues it. He is one of the best authors of erotic fiction on this forum. But the fact is this is a forum - it is not anyone's personal webpage or even their blog. When you post on a forum, you sometimes get negative feedback. If you cannot live with that, then you should consider posting your stuff elsewhere.

Part 15; The new twink and I hopped into a cab, driving towards his new life. Remember my mate Phil who entered this story at part 3. I messaged him; 'Hey Phil. I've got a new one. Just your type too. You free to come on over and give him your nasty filthy fully blown load?' We arrived at mine, and as we got out the cab Phil messaged back. Hell yes, he was game, and would be over later. We entered the garage directly instead of accessing it the usual way via the house, and locking it behind I motioned the new boy to the back, where my Dungeon is... 'OMG, a sling, I have always wanted to lie in one whilst having FUN'. 'Well, hop in'. I immediately restrained his wrists and ankles! I saw the mixing bowl that my newly charged twink had emptied the 17+ loads out of his cunt as I had instructed ... HOT! I went to find him. He was relaxing on the couch, watching some TV, naked, sitting on a towel as his was obviously leaking cum. I got him a set of my German Army Boots ... 'Hey, put these on, and come with me to the Dungeon. I picked up a sexy twink at the Sauna'. My newly charged up poz pig looked concerned ... 'Don't worry, he's not here to replace you. In fact, I reckon you'd make great brothers'. And off we went to the garage. What a beautiful sight, to see another twink accepting his destiny, as he lay there in the sling. I said to him ... 'This is your brother. I infected him about 1 month ago. He got his results today. My newest poz piggy. Now, earlier you took my strain in it's pure form, and soon you will be mutating it to make it your own. Now you are going to get my strain again, BUT, in an already mutated form via your brother, so, you are getting me .... TWICE, in one evening'. I looked at my newly charged up poz pig ... 'Go on, FUCK your brother, let's become a close knit toxic viral trinity; The Father and his two boys'. My newly charged up bottom poz pig found his inner 'Deviant Top', and stuck his very infectious Dick up his brothers cunt, grabbing onto the chains of the sling, growling and snarling like his old Man would do (he's already picked up some very good habits from me, it seems). Watching my two Beautiful Boys bonding like this was oh so super sexy. One newly infected, and one on the way, and both ultimately connecting with their Dad on a permanent level! It was also very sexy to see my newly charged up boy still sporting the sign 'Poz-Faggot' that I wrote on his chest earlier. As they fucked I prepared a special treat for the newest boy ... I attached a catheter to a syringe, and closed of the catheter with a clip, so anything I would put in the syringe would not leak out. I then scooped the 60ml syringe into the bowel of 17+ loads of cum, attached the plunger, and propped it up against a wall, ready for use. Looking up I saw my two sons fucking, but now both kissing passionately also, as my newly charged up boy hips rocked back and forth as he ground in his filthy weapon into his brothers sweet beautiful neg cunt. Fuck, I had to join in! I pulled my jeans and pants down, spat on my fully blown Dick, and entered my boy as he fucked his brother. It was obviously fate for me to have these two boys as my sons, as we immediately entered into a natural rocking rhythm as the three of us fucked in a lustful toxic Dad son uni'son'. Suddenly my newly charged boy started making cumming noises, yelling and grunting. I felt his cunt grip and massage my nasty Dad Dick. Fuck it. I started to let go of my very own lethal death juice, spraying inside my sons guts. We all lay there, spent ... Dad and his two boys! ... ??

Part 5; My Doctor moved forward, pulled my boys meaty ass apart, and sandwiched his wet Hard vertical Doctor Dick between his sexy beefy round Latino cheeks. He started to spank him, as he did, he said ... 'So you want to end up like my patient here, is that it?' Continuing to firmly spank ... My boy looked up at my gaunt sunken face, smiled, and said ... 'Fuck yes Doctor'. 'You sick twisted Fuck' .... *Spank ... SPAnk ... SPANK* ... Slapping my sons perfect round ASS. My Doctor pulled away, put his Dick away, ordered my son to get dressed, re-iterated the 2pm appointment for tomorrow, then left to go home as his shift was finishing. The NEXT day; It was 11.45am, my son and I were joking and laughing with one another as we played cards. The Doctor walked in doing his morning rounds. Again, we discussed my case, then, the attention turned to my boy. 'The examination suite I booked for you is free for 1 hour before, so, I'll be here to pick you up 1.15pm, then we can get started a little earlier, for about 1.30pm, and I can do an even more thorough examination, OK'. 'Yes, OK'. The Doctor looked at me, and smiled ... 'You'll be coming too. You deserve to be there. You are the reason all this is happening'. 12.30pm my ordered lunch came. They also allowed my boy to eat there too, so we often ate together. As soon as 1.15pm came the Doctor was there, along with a porter to push me in a wheelchair. We arrived outside the suite at 1.25pm, and before he left my Doctor instructed the porter to pick me up @ 4pm. My son wheeled me in, with my Doctor locking the door once we were all inside. In an authoritative tone he ordered my son to strip naked, and lie on the examination couch with his ankles in the stirrups. My Doctor had my sons brand new medical file all of a few pages, and asked him to confirm his name, date of birth, and first line of his address. He confirmed he had no known allergies. The Doctor inserted a cannula into my boys hand, stating he was going to give him something to relax his body, to minimize any if not all discomfort that the examination might bring. 'Oh wow, I feel super relaxed'. 'Good, now I can give you that thorough examination'. The Doctor put on a pair of latex gloves, liberally lubing them all over, inserting one finger, then two, then three, then a fourth, right upto his knuckles. Then in went his thumb, and without much effort he was right upto his wrist. Whatever medication he had administered, it certainly was working its purpose! My son started moaning with pleasure, arching his back in and out. 'Keep still'. My Doctor released his fist, and inserted a 3 pronged rectal speculum, slowly opening it up until it was really stretching my boys cunt lips super wide. He came over to me, stood me up, and walked me over to where my sons legs where spread, and cunt was stretched. But, it seemed the Doctor didn't think they were stretched enough, so, widened the rectal speculum further still. My son didn't flinch one bit. Very nicely tranquilized! My Doctor then stuck a Bio-hazard sticker to my forehead. I could see right inside into my sons cunt, which stiffened my already hard Dick further, making it bounce against my hospital gown, which I had been wanking though when the Doctor first had his FFist inside my boy. The Doctor removed my gown, revealing my pale wasted body with bones sticking out, and a healthy big veiny hard-on which was oozing pre cum. The Doctor scooped up my pre cum and walked over to my boys face, ordering him to eat it! He looked over at me ... 'Go on, stick your nasty death-weapon inside his beautiful cunt, and breed his glowing womb with your fertile bugs'. I needed no prompting in all honesty, and was back inside my son for the first time in a few weeks. 'So, you want my patient to infect you, huh?' 'Oh god, YES Please' 'Well, he will be unable to infect you now' 'Eh? Why?' 'Because, he has already successfully managed to bug you up. I got your results this morning. Congratulations. You are now officially a nasty poz whore' With that the Doctor slapped a 'Bio-hazard' sticker onto my boys right pec. I was recovering nicely, my boy received the news he was wanting, and I was about to cum for the first time in weeks, and it was going to be inside my sons newly diagnosed poz cunt --- What a WONDERFUL examination! 'You are becoming so much better. Go on, breed him ... Breed Him ... BREED the nasty poz fucker'. My Doctors aggressive verbal talk started to send me over the edge to cumming. Not that I needed much to reach that point. My Doctor could tell I was getting close, so, rushed behind me to view me climax. I started to unload inside my boys speculum gaping cunt... 'Oh FUCK Yeah, what a stunning wasted ass showing off completely your anus and perineum. I know you are cumming right now as I see them twitching. Go ON, fucking give it to him'. Spent, I took my Dick out, and could now even see my toxic juice lying inside my sons beautiful dark pink cunt. I went to the head of the examination table, kissed my boy, and let him lick my Dick clean. My Doctor sat in front of my boy again, and proceeded to fill up a 60ml syringe with a creamy fluid. Of course, this was CUM! 'I am now going to lube you up with CUM ... Want to know where it is from?' ... ?

Part 4; My Doctor didn't seem phased by my loyal boy snuggling with me in my bed. I guess as a Doctor and an adult he has seen it all and more in his time. We discussed my progress, latest blood-work, and he went over my upto date obs chart. I was doing very well, but, it looked like I would certainly need a few more weeks as an inpatient with further treatment. My topless sexy rugby stud got out of my bed to fetch himself a cool drink from his bag, his torso glistening as he drenched in sweat. His legs hobbling him in his now weak feeble state. 'Are you OK?' my Doctor asked him, with an air of concern. 'Oh don't worry Doctor, I am sure it is just my body beginning to accept the HIV virus'. 'What makes you think you have HIV?' My sexy Latino stud looked at me, and smiled, and with our eyes locked he answered the Doctor... 'I had a very high risk exposure nearly 4 weeks ago'. 'Do you happen to know your sexual partners HIV status from the high risk exposure encounter?' 'Yes. They are positive. I was fully aware before our exposure. In fact, I sought it'. 'It was with me, Doctor'. With both hands holding onto my medical file my Doctor automatically and before he could stop himself instinctively grabbed his crotch. Immediately realising what he had just done he awkwardly straightened his tie, that didn't need straightening, clearing his throat. He immediately left the room. A short while later, a nurse came in and took my sexy boy away. In short, she took his medical history, basic obs, and took pertaining bloods covering sexual health. Upon his return to my room he hopped back into bed with me, still sweating, still shivering. He looked up at me, and said ... 'I've grown very fond of you, and see you as a Father figure, and desire to look after you'. ... I smiled with joy, and kissed him on his forehead, his beads of converting sweat moistening my lips ... 'I've grown very fond and paternally protective of you too sexy boy'. He smiled back, and as we held one another we both gradually fell asleep together, as his body fought against the acceptance of my virus invading his system, a part of me becoming a part of him, for always. The Doctor walked in which woke us up. There was a small round window on my room door which had a small curtain if privacy was ever required, so, he pulled that shut, and put a sign on the door that read; 'No entry, treatment in progress'. He looked at my Latino son ... 'Right, out of my patient's bed, and strip naked, and kneel on the floor a few feet away from the bed, facing it side-ways, with your palms on the floor like you are a dog, I want to check you for any rashes'. My tight bodied son stripped down to his jock-strap which my Doctor ordered him to leave on, and knelt where where and how he was told to. He knelt in front of him, feeling all over his arms, chest, torso, and legs. This was more than an examination for rashes, I could tell he was getting aroused groping my sweaty shivering rugby stud. He got up and knelt behind him, stroking his arms again, and back, and slipped his hands underneath the straps to my sons jock, squeezing and kneading his tight bubble ASS. I must have been beginning to recover, as I got my first erection in weeks, and started stroking my filthy weapon! He pushed his cheeks apart to reveal my sons cunt-hole, and keeping one hand on a pushed back ass cheek he let go of the other cheek, licked two fingers, and placed them on his smooth cunt-hole, to which he let out a whimper of ecstasy! 'Now close your eyes, and keep them closed, and open your mouth, and keep it open' My Doctor got up, stood in front of my son, and unzipped his trousers. Leaving himself buttoned up he pulled his Hard Dick, and balls through the open zip. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, yet, I was LOVING it! He put his Hard Dick in my kneeling boys mouth, and began to rock his hips to now be fucking his open wide mouth. As he done this he had his fists raised to shoulder height facing forwards, and clenched. 'I've booked a double slot for 2-4pm tomorrow, so 2 hours to one of the examination suites. I shall be performing a full sexual health examination. It would be very helpful if you would have a thorough douche'. He took his Dick out of my boys mouth... 'Open your eyes, get up, and bend over the foot of the bed' My son opened his eyes, closed his mouth, and looked at the Doctors Hard saliva sodden Dick. He gave him a subservient look, biting his bottom lip. He stood up, and bent over the foot of my bed as instructed ...

Mr. Peeps yesterday. I was deep-throating a cock through the glory hole, but I'd left my door unlocked. I heard it open, and it stayed open for about ten seconds or so, then he stepped inside and closed the door. I never looked back, but I heard the clink of his belt buckle, then his fingers rubbing my hole, and with a bit of wiggling he adjusted my position and started fucking me while I was working for the load in front of me. They came within a couple of minutes of each other, and I never saw either of them beyond the cock in my face.

Chi4loads, I believe I can clear this up very quickly and let you know this comment was not directed toward you but a comment I made on June 10th on a story called brotherly love. I do not remember anything in your story about castration. With a similar topic name I'm sure the reader placed his reply on the Wrong story replying to my comment. I'm sorry for any grief this may have caused you. You have a great talent! My reply was made in a moment of anger and emotion over brotherly love that pulled into a poz love story a vengeful master plat change in the story. The writer did cause a lot of negative comments about this change. I did post apologies on his story today for my comment made in anger. I or anyone else should never change your storyline or you plat lines this is YOUR story, however your great story telling does give us great emotions and connections to your characters. We are greatful to your writing skill and taking us on this journey with you! I apologize to you for any harm done to you! i also want to apologize to lookinaround13 for my off the wall comments that I'm sure upset you and I'm sorry!

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.

Many years ago I was sharing a house with five other people. One of them, Wim, was a super camp, very fem guy who everyone loved. He decided that I should be just as camp. We played dress up a lot and he would teach me things to do with gay sex. I was 18 and had only had relationships with women. He opened up a whole new world for me. We used to have a lot of parties in the house (this was the 1970's and life was one long party...or so it felt) with lots of people who would just drop in and out as they saw fit. One guy who I'll call Jeff (because I really have no idea what his name was but it makes it easier to write) would often come around so that Wim could suck his cock. From memory, Jeff was a bit of a leather loving type of fellow with a meaty cock and not a lot of conversation. One, memorable, night Jeff dropped by but Wim wasn't around. I'd gone to bed but was suddenly woken up by Jeff, smacking my face with his cock. He just said 'Suck' and put it in my mouth before I could say anything. It didn't take long but I thoroughly enjoyed it. His cock was a good size and very, very hard. He came in my mouth then left. I went back to sleep. Later, after I told Wim, he was all excited for me, saying it was my first step onto the road of 'proper' sex. And it was, really. From then on I sucked all the cocks I could lay my hands on, eventually took cocks up my ass, gave handjobs in cars, you name it. It was a great time of experimentation and learning. Over the years I was taught by many different guys what they liked and didn't like, how to breathe, how to use my tongue and my hands, it was great fun and valuable. Now I like to think that I give pretty good head. In fact just the other day I blew an old chap who was full of praise for my skills and wants me to go back and see him as soon as I can.

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

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

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

PART 3 Now if my heart wasn’t already beating 1000 miles an hour, what Tom just said made it go even faster. Everything I had heard and seen had said 'Always use a condom'. I mean, I knew like in the 70s and stuff guys didn’t, but with AIDS, I didn’t think anyone didn’t use condoms. But I guess some people didn’t, because guys still kept getting infected with HIV. All this went thru my brain in a split second. And the whole time I was staring at Tom and, in particular, his gorgeous cock. It was so hard now. Finally, I responded, “I... I guess I just never thought about that. Everyone says it’s so important to practice safe sex and the guys always had condoms. I didn’t plan on getting fucked even, it just kind of happened.” He continued to slowly tug on his giant cock replying “I guess a lot of people say that. A lot of guys just aren’t satisfied with sex using condoms. It just doesn’t feel right for them. Maybe for some guys condoms are great. But even you said, for you it made it not so great. Probably not horrible, but not as great as you thought if could be? And let me guess, these guys were hot guys probably huh? And you lost control a little and they wanted your hole and so you just gave it to them? Something like that?” His gentle smile suggested he knew what had happened and had been there in the bookstore when I was getting fucked. “Yeah, both times I thought the guys were really hot and I sucked them but they wanted to do more and I wanted to get them off. And so I let them,” I said. I couldn’t believe this conversation and this situation I was in. I would float in and out of losing myself in the moment and snapping back to being a very nervous 18 year old. And then I added, “And yeah, you are right I guess. It was okay, but somehow something was missing or not right. But I don’t know, it was so rushed and stuffy in the booth.” Tom quietly said “Chris, I have all night. I have tons of hot porn to keep on the screen. I think it is great that you felt so open to share with me. I want you to know, look at me, anything you want to try or anything you want to do. I would love to share my experience with you and expose you to everything I have. Right now Chris. What do you want to try first?” I was already sliding to my knees when I blurted “I want to suck it. I want to suck it so badly.” His legs parted open to welcome my wet lips as I greedily took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lashing upwards to taste the first of what would be a good steady stream of precum. Intoxicating precum. “Yeah Chris, that’s so good. Feels so good. You suck it just like you wanted to, like you needed to. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock like that,” Tom whispered. I struggled as I took more and more in mouth and gagged as it hit my throat. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted, but I knew I wanted more. And what was that about licking a guy's hole? That sounded like two might feel really good, I thought to myself as I slurped and sucked and tried to please him with my young mouth. Glancing up at him, I noticed a wide smile on his face. I had a feeling Tom would teach me much that I didn't know. In fact Tom seemed to know everything - at least about sex. Not to mention he was so fucking hot. And his cock, the precum. I was totally losing myself in cock lust.

PART 2 I had no idea what to do. I was naked, seated on the edge of a stranger's bed, and we were watching a gay porn, a gay porn where a young guy was slobbering all over a guy's cock. My six inch cock was rock hard, but next to me was an almost rock hard man dick. I marveled at how such a thin guy had such a huge fat cock. It had to be at least eight and a half inches. As if sensing it, or maybe he was just staring at me staring at his cock, he commented "I like that you can’t stop looking at my cock. You must be hungry. Have you been with many guys?” I just figured honesty was best and I wasn’t exactly fooling anyone into thinking I was 'Mr. Experience', so I told the truth. "I've..., I've gone to a bookstore a few times and done stuff.” I was super embarrassed to admit it, but he looked at me and smiled, responding "Good for you. Bookstore booths can be hot. Did you just let guys suck you or has Chris learned to get his knees dirty?” "At first, I got sucked but I kind of like, I kind of like to suck more than get sucked.” There, I had admitted it. "And what about fucking? Anyone get that butt yet?” he asked. "I tried it twice. It was good, but it kind of hurts, and well, it seems like... condoms aren’t very slippery it feels like.” He looked at me thoughtfully and asked "So, each of the guys who fucked your ass used a condom? But not when you were sucking, right? I imagine you took each man's load in your mouth, didn’t you?” “I only tried fucking twice and yes, each guy used a condom. And yes, you're also right, when I suck I don’t ever use a condom. Oh, and yeah, the guys always just cum in my mouth. I don’t mind though.” There, I had admitted that too. I liked sucking cock and tasting cum. “Well Chris, I am proud of you for being so open with me and for going out and finding what you like. Do you want to know what I like and what I have done?” I nodded. “I've done most everything, I think, so if you have a question, just ask. But when it comes to fucking and sucking and having man sex, I like it all. But most of the time, I am the one getting sucked more than the one sucking. And most of the time I am the one licking a guy's asshole instead of him licking mine. And I am always the one, these days, that fills a hot manhole instead of having a cock deep up in me. And I have a secret trick for fucking that makes it real slippery and the bottoms always love it. In my book it's the only way to fuck. Can you guess what it is?” I shrugged, having no idea. "Well, let's put it this way: the problem with the way you’ve been fucking is that you used condoms. I never do.”

How it Happened Ch. 3 I caught the bus back to campus without any trouble. The whole time with Michael seemed like a terrifying sexy dream. My well-fucked ass and the slowly leaking jizz seeping from my “boy pussy” told me I had not imagined my time with Michael. Fortunately, my roommate was still gone when I returned to my dorm room. I stripped and took another shower, so when I woke in the morning I wouldn’t wake to a puddle of cum in my bed. I told myself, even though I promised to let Michael fuck me raw anytime he wanted, this was only a one-time occurrence. When we met again, I would explain I preferred to engage in only safe-sex. I was sure he would understand, and we could move forward without any repeat of our wild and reckless night. Now having told myself this, I had to admit the sex had been amazing. The warm, throbbing cock pumping in and out of me had treated me to what had to be without a doubt some of the best sex in my life. I found myself getting hard as I remembered the hot, pulsing shots of his thick semen filling me up, as he continued pounding me like a porn star whore. I understood now why guys loved fucking raw, and I almost regretted depriving that lacrosse of the opportunity to breed me as Michael had done. Still it was better to be safe, than sorry. Michael and I could get tested together, and once our tests came back negative, we could skip rubbers and fuck like the night before. I took a couple of Aleve PM, so I could get some rest, and hopefully ease the pain of my well-fucked ass. As I drifted off to sleep, I heard my roomie return, but I was too far gone to care. When I woke up, I first thought it was dawn, but, I had slept through the entire day. Fortunately, I had only two classes, but I had never missed a class in my life. I contacted friends from those classes to catch up on my missed work, as well as checked over my work for the next day’s class-work. My friends from the night I met Michael had texted me to make sure I was doing okay. They apologized for abandoning me at after-hours club. I texted back it was all cool and had met a great guy, who was interested in seeing me again. Bed-time, Michael texted me. I found myself boning up at once as soon as I saw a message from him. I didn’t remember giving him my number, but at this point I couldn’t care less how he got my number. He told me how much he enjoyed our time together and was definitely looking forward to seeing me again Friday night. I responded telling him how much fun I had as well, and I was looking forward to seeing him again. I soon found my cock leaking like crazy as he told me how much he enjoyed being inside me, and the way my “boy pussy” just seemed to keep milking his cock for more jizz. Even though his graphic texts turned me on something awful, I told him I really needed to talk about being safe in the future. I felt relieved when he responded that was something we could talk about Friday. I had been afraid he would want to not see me again, but that seemed not to be the case. He told me his friends were excited to meet me this coming weekend. His last text of the night included a picture of his cock buried in my ass, with some of his loads leaking out, with the comment, “Something to dream about until we see one another again. I barely made it to our bathroom, before I blew my load all over myself. I wanted him to fuck me again in the worse way. The rest of the week seemed to drag along at a snail’s pace, until Friday afternoon and my classes were over for the week. I made sure to try and get ahead of my school work, so I wouldn’t have anything to do Sunday night. It didn’t help Michael sexted me every night. I was a quivering messy of teen hormones by the time I caught the bus to Michael’s apartment Friday evening. The second night we had texted, he made me promise not to fap for the rest of the week. He wanted me loaded with jizz, so he could empty me out completely by the end of the weekend. The thought of someone making me climax until I couldn’t shoot anymore strangely turned me on more than I wanted to admit. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been as hard as I was when I climbed on the bus from Hopkins to downtown. I packed my toiletries, as well a couple changes of clothes, since I had no idea what he had planned for us to do over the weekend. I made sure I packed a box of condoms, just in case Michael didn’t have any on hand. I wanted to be prepared like the Eagle Scout I was. My heart was pounding, and there was a nice sized wet spot on my jeans, by the time I arrived at Michael’s apartment. I was seriously regretting following his instructions I free-ball. My tight jeans rubbed me in ways I wasn’t used to while wearing underwear. Every step made me harder and ooze even more precum. The outer door-grate was unlocked and opened easily when I pulled on it. I took a deep breathe before I hesitantly knocked on the door. I could hear voices and music playing, so I knocked a little bit harder a couple more times before I heard the door unlock and open. “Babe,” Michael smiled at me stepping aside to let me enter. I thought I’d blow my wad right there in the door way when I saw him. The only thing he had on was pair of black skin-tight jeans with the top button unbuttoned. His thick, hard cock bulged and strained against the zipper which seemed barely able to restrain his desire for me. “We’ve all been waiting for you to get here, so the fun can begin,” he told me, pulling me into a passionate kiss. His kiss threw me completely off kilter, everything I had planned to say to him went out of my mind. As we kissed, he began getting me out of my clothes, I almost felt as if I were in a porn flick, everything seemed to be happening so quickly. Once I was naked, Michael handed me the glass pipe we had smoked last time I was there. I started to say I didn’t want to get started that quick this time, but as soon as I opened my mouth the pipe was inserted. “Inhale babe, just keep inhaling like a good lil’ chem piggy,” he chuckled, as he continued moving his lighter back and forth as he started stroking my cock. God, what a surreal and amazing feelings he was created in me. Occasionally, he would take a hit himself, but soon I found it back in my mouth. I lost track of time as I stood in the doorway getting wasted and jerked off by him. My lust for Michael was equal to the previous time I had been at his place on Saturday night. I wanted his dick bad and he knew it. He pushed me down to my knees, before feeding me his beautiful, thick, uncut cock. I worshiped it, as he had taught me to the first time I sucked him. I swear I got even harder, when he grabbed a fistful of my hair and began to seriously face-fuck me like the slut he called me. I gagged somewhat, but soon was able to take his cock to his shaved groin. If being his slut got me his dick, I was more than willing to become one for him. I was in love with him and wanted to please him. I began to love it when he forced himself deep down my throat cutting off my air and holding it there until I was almost ready to pass out, Slobber and precum coated his cock when he finally withdrew it long enough to let me breath, before shoving it in deep. He could do anything he wanted, I was his to use, so long as he fucked me. I began to believe and accept his dirty talk about being his slut, bitch-boy. I was his whore/cumslut. I wanted, no correct that, NEEDED, to please him anyway I could so he would slide his magnificent fuck-stick inside my boy-cunt. Safe-sex was the furthest thing from my mind. I NEEDED to feel him deep inside me and flooding my insides with his cum. He pulled me off his throbbing, dripping cock, smiling down at me. “Oh yeah slut, we’re going to have a fun time this weekend,” he told me yanking me to my feet by my hair, before French kissing the hell out of me. “Come on bitch, time for some more fuck smoke and some fuck vitamins, then you can get back to work showing me how much you want my fuck stick and dirty loads up your cunt.” I didn’t even think to argue, I just followed him down to the living-room. All thoughts of safe-sex had vanished into thin air like the clouds of white smoke he began to feed me once I swallowed another smiley-face pill and a blue diamond-shaped pill. Once again, he encouraged me to drink more Gatorade. Once I had finished the Gatorade, he fed me even more of the amazing fuck-smoke, which made me even horny than I thought possible. I didn’t even wait to be asked, I finished the pipe off and dropped to my knees and returned to worshiping my new owner. If I had been sober, I would have taken serious offense to being referred to as his property, now rather than his boyfriend. If it meant I would soon be fucked by him, I was more than willing to be his bitch, slut. I had no intention of debated his claim of knocking me up, as being proof I was now his to do or to use however he wanted. My sole focus was bringing pleasure to him, so he would bring me pleasure. I moaned in pleasure, as he continued to forcefully use my mouth and throat. I enjoyed the feel of his hands on my ass, spreading my cheeks wide and slipping something small and hard in my hole. A moment later I felt a warm, burning feeling suddenly shot into my hole, before the hard, small cylinder slide from my hole. As time began to stand still, my hole began to hunger to be filled with his hard cock. I was about to try and pull off his cock to beg him to fuck me, when suddenly my hole stretched wider than it had ever been stretched before as an enormous cock-head punched through it’s opening, thrusting several massively, thick inches deep inside me. “Sorry Mikey, we just couldn’t wait any longer to join the party,” a deep, masculine voice said from behind me. “Is he as good as cock-sucker as he looks?” Another voice off to the side asked. “It looks like he knows how to deep through you, but can he do me? A third voice asked. “Well there is only one way to find out, you’ll just have to take him for a test spin. He’s yours for the weekend, but don’t break him please I still want to keep him for a while longer to expand his horizons,” I heard Michael chuckle as he pulled me off his cock and slide out from under me and off the couch. I gasped for breath as I felt the rest of my mysterious fucker’s raw dick sink all the way inside me as his bushy pubes settled against my ass cheeks. My head dropped all the way down on the sofa cushion as I moaned in pleasure at the mysterious cock now buried balls deep inside me. I was torn between feeling betrayed by my new boyfriend, and the incredible pleasure of the thick piece of fuck-meat now buried inside me. I didn’t even know what the guy even looked like, but I was beginning to not even care, because as he began rocking in and out of me slowly at first building momentum, I found myself moaning in pleasure. I didn’t want this amazing thick cock to stop. I my moans of pleasure soon matched both the speed and depth of his fucking. “Hey Mikey, I think he likes it,” chuckled the voice behind me, which prompted laughs from the others. I never had any doubt he would,” laughed Michael. “Have fun with him. I’ll be back later, I have a “date” with a hot lil’ Calvert Hall senior. I may bring him back to join the fun,” chuckled my “boyfriend”. “The kid loves raw cock and cum, I met him at Bush River,” he laughed. Michael grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling my head up to face him. “You are going to take good care of my friends while I’m gone aren’t you cumdump?” He asked me with a look that told me I had better behave or else. “Yes…Sir,” I answered submissively, fearing what might happen if I dared to refuse. Besides, I was really beginning to enjoy the fuck I was getting for this mysterious man. “That’s a good lil’ bitch slut,” he smirked at me. “I’m just helping you become the lil’ faggot slut you’ve always dreamed of being,” he laughed, before leaning down to kiss the hell of me. “I’ll be back in a couple hours gents, enjoy,” he said before letting go of my hair and leaving the room. “Here blow some clouds boy,” commanded a deep voice holding the glass pipe to my mouth. I heard the click of the lighter and saw the flame begin to move along the bottom of the glass bubble. Each time I inhaled deeply, the cock fucking me paused, only to resume its relentless pounding of my ass. Once I finished off the white rock, I found myself presented with two cocks to service. One black and one caramel-colored, both were larger and thicker than I had seen before in my limited sexual explorations. Normally, I would have resisted, but instead I began to worship those beautiful cocks being presented to me. I was in heaven licking and sucking on them, while another cock continued to fuck me relentlessly. “Damn, this cunt is amazing,” grunted the voice behind me. “He’s a horny lil’ fucker,” he groaned, before slapping my ass hard, which in turned made me moan around one of the cocks stuffing my throat. “I think Mikey found a good one here, he’s a nasty lil’ pussy boy,” chuckled one of the voices busy feeding me cock. “Get…ready…to…swap,” panted my fucker. “SHIT! YES! FUCK!” Howled the man long dicking me like there was no tomorrow. “TAKE…MY…DIRTY…LOAD!” I pushed back against the unknown man fucking me as I felt his dick begin to swell and fill me with his jizz. I wanted his load in the worse way. “Damn! That was a good fuck, can’t wait until he’s really broken in properly,” chuckled the man as I felt his cock begin to withdraw from me. I tried to close my ass to keep his load inside, but I couldn’t. The next thing I knew another cock was sliding inside me, while I was presented with a cum-covered cock to clean. I didn’t hesitate in opening my mouth to clean and worship the cock that had just fucked me so wonderfully.

I've been to some bonfires and outdoor gatherings where I'm wearing jeans and underwear I've pissed in the entire day so I'm good and saturated. Also work it into my beard and hair so the scent is all over me. It's a good means to attract the right kind of pigs

I've done a lot of slutty things but one that sticks in my mind was going to San Francisco when I was 18. Within half an hour of arriving at the hotel the desk clerk was fucking my ass raw and then he told others at the hotel about me so I spent a few hours naked taking cock after cock. A couple guys took it on themselves to show me around town and all the gay bars and places for sex. They paraded me around naked and whored me out at so many places in the week and a half I was there. One of them put me on a leash and just led me naked down the streets to wherever we were going and would have anyone fuck me on the way. It was an awesome time!

How about 25? I’ve never done it before but would love to do it.

Well guys I hope you enjoy this.... How it happened - part 2 “Not bad, for round one,” he chuckled pulling out of me with a wet pop. I lay on the couch panting hard, as I felt some of his semen began to leak out of me. I had not yet climaxed, but precum from my dick coated my stomach and chest. I couldn’t help but grin at the man who had just bred me for the first time in my life. “You look so fuck’n hot babe,” he smirked at me. “Nothing hotter than a sexy fucking twink freshly bred and waiting to be bred again and again,” he smiled at me taking a couple of pictures with his smartphone. “I think you’re going to be very popular,” he chuckled at me, when he saw me slip my hand down between my legs and start to play with my cum-covered hole. “Time for some more fuck smoke, wish you could meet my friend Mr. T, but we’ll save that for next time when I know you are going to be stay a whole weekend,” he smirked at me. I hesitantly asked, “You want to see me again,” I needed that big cock back inside me the worst way. I seriously don’t know what I would have done if he hadn’t wanted to fuck, I mean see me again. I should have been concerned, I had just taken my first raw cock and load, but instead of jumping up to expel his jizz, I pulled my gaping hole wide open to show him. I wanted him back inside me NOW, and this was the best way I could think of asking him to pump another load deep inside my ass. “Oh, don’t worry babe, I’ve got plenty more for your hot lil’ boy pussy,” he smirked slipping two thick fingers inside, just long enough to start me moaning and humping back against his hand. “We’re going fuck for a long-time boy,” he chuckled pulling out his fingers and sucking them clean. “It’s fuck smoke break time, then back to using my cumdump’s boy pussy. You’re my lil’ cumslut fuck toy boy aren’t you babe?” All I could do was smile and nod back to the sweat-covered man who had just introduced me to the pleasures of raw cock. There wasn’t anything about him I didn’t like. He handed me the glass pipe again, as well as the lighter. I flicked the lighter and began to inhale, as I rocked the pipe slowly. I started to hand the pipe back to him, but he shook his head no and told me to finish the rock, while he went to the bedroom to do something. I forgot he was even gone, while I smoked the white rock. By the time he returned I had finished the rock. I never wanted fucked as much as I did at that moment. I NEEDED him inside me now, even more than the first time he sunk his beautiful 8-plus inch cock inside me. “Oh, ya boy, you’re tweaked out of you fuckin’ mind now,” he laughed stroking his hard cock. A thick black ring now encased the base of his cock, while another even thicker one encircled his ball-sack above his balls. His cock looked like a truly potent weapon now and I wanted it inside me in the worse way. He grabbed me by the cock and led me up a couple of steps into his bedroom. There were two camcorders on tripods pointed at the king-sized four-posted bed, one pointing down from the head of the bed, and the other aimed from a bottom corner of the bed. I was puzzled to see only a black plastic sheet on the bed, with several pillows also covered with black plastic. In an alcove, there was a leather swing-like device. “Up bitch, and assume the position,’ he commanded me, slapping the bed with his hand. I normally would have turned and grabbed my clothes and left, if anyone before had ever thought to speak to me like that, but I found myself hopping up on his bed and positioned my ass towards him. All I could think of was his incredible cock fucking me again. I wanted him to fill me with another load of his jizz. I knew intellectually I shouldn’t, but the feel of his raw cock fucking and then exploding deep inside me was the most incredible sex I’d ever had in my life. I NEEDED him to do it again and again and again. I couldn’t believe how horny I was for his dick and jizz. “You’re a good lil’ cumslut boy, aren’t you?” he chuckled turning me slightly so my coming fuck would be captured for posterity. “You’re going to show everyone what a good lil’ bitch slut you are, right babe?” He asked me right before slapping my ass hard, and making me moan in pleasure, as he climbed up on the bed. He spent the next several minutes teasing my hole with his amazing cock, but never pushed all the way back in. Only just far enough to let me know how much my ass missed him inside me. I was begging before the first minute even passed. I begged and promised to do anything, so long as he fucked me again. He encouraged me to talk dirty and nasty, while begging for his dick. He teased me asking if I would let him knock my ass up again if he fucked me. I was so desperate for his cock, I promised he could always knock up my boy cunt anytime he fucked me. I would never have him wrap up when he wanted inside my boy pussy. At this point I would have promised anything to get him to fuck me again. I’d never in my life imagined being this horny. Once my promises had been secured he slammed in balls deep in a single thrust. I moaned loudly, as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. He began to long dick me repeatedly, more often, than not pulling completely out before ramming back in so hard our balls smacked together loudly. Sweat poured from both of us, as he used me all over the bed. We did every imageable position possible. Many I had only seen in hardcore, slutty sex. Honestly, I don’t think I could even remember the total number of times I jizzed. I think maybe four times, I know he came at least five times total, before I finally could not fuck anymore. He pulled a sheet over me, but not both taking a bunch of pictures and used one of the camcorders to do a close-up of my heaving, sweat-drenched, cum-covered body and my gaping, leaking cum-filled hole. “You look so fuckin’ hot babe,” he smiled leaning down to kiss me passionately. “Get some rest, I have a few things to do before I join you there for a rest,” he smiled at me. As he walked away from the bed and back down the stairs to the living room I heard “Welcome to the Jungle” start playing, followed by him answering his cell phone as I started to doze off. “HEY! I take it you liked round one’s live stream,” he chuckled. I wanted to hear more of his conversation since it seemed to be about me, but I was too exhausted. I did hear him continue talking as I slipped into sand land. “Oh, fuck ya, he is, wait ‘til you see the vid after I have it edited for the site. He’s a natural, plus he promised to take on all of my friends raw, if I promised to keep knocking his ass up,” he laughed, loudly. “Nah, he not local, he’s a fresh piece of Hopkins ass.” When I woke up, I found myself still horny, but still tired from all the sex. It then hit me everything I had done the night before. I had gone home with a guy I barely knew and let him fuck me raw. In fact, I had begged him to fuck me and give me his loads. What had I done? I had seriously fucked up bigtime. I would make sure I never let that happen again. I couldn’t let myself be so careless. Suddenly I felt strong arms pulling me close to a warm, naked body. “Afternoon babe,” a familiar voice whispered in my ear as I felt a hard, thick cock make contact with my still slightly sore hole. Before I could say anything, he pushed steadily forward burying his raw cock back inside me. My body shuddered as it accepted readily the thick, hard cock sliding inside my still cum-slicked hole. I couldn’t help myself as I began to massage his incredible cock with my muscles. I helped his entry by pushing back to take even more of the cock, which had taught me the joys of bareback sex. No matter how wrong it was I couldn’t deprive myself or him of the pleasures we enjoyed. “Fuck your ass feels so good on my cock,” he purred into my ear. My only response was to moan and grind against his smooth groin. “Yeah, you missed this didn’t you?” He asked me as he began to long-dick me. “Yes,” I moaned softly, not believing I was letting him fuck me bareback yet again. He just felt so good inside me, I wanted him to just keep fucking me. “Yeah, I knew the first time I saw you on the dancefloor you were a nasty lil’ cumslut,” he whispered in my ear as he licked it, making moan and squirm. “We’re going to have so much fun together, babe,” he hissed in my ear, rabbit fucking me hard. “I’m going to teach and show you so much my lil’ cumslut boy,” he said rolling me on to my hands and knees and continued his assault on my ass. He grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled my face up, “Look! How hot you look getting fucked, you were meant to be used like this babe,” he grunted to me as I looked at myself in the mirror above the headboard. I did look hot, though I seriously looked like a slut as he continued to long dick me. He knew how to dominate me and turn me on like no one else I’d ever been with. I was indeed his to use as he wanted for as long as he wanted. I was so conflicted about what was happening to me, but my hidden kinky, slutty side seamed totally in control. I wanted his load inside me. “Br…bre…breed me,” I finally panted out, knowing how wrong it was, but knowing how good it felt. I wanted to feel his big, thick cock pulse inside me again. I would deal with the consequences later, now I just needed his jizz and badly. He smiled toothily at me in the mirror, as he smacked my ass and began long-dicking me completely pulling all the way out before slam back in hard. His sweat-drenched balls smacked hard against my own, which just made the sex even better if that was possible. I was ready to climax again as he thrust back in hitting my prostrate. I saw stars as I fired my load on the black plastic sheet beneath me. “FUCK! SHIT! YES!” he shouted as he thrust inside one last time and flooded my insides. I could feel his load begin to leak out my hole as he slowly withdrew, before slamming back in. He repeated this several times, which in turn made me leak more cum out of my own semi-hard penis. He finally pulled out and drove his mouth into my freshly fucked my ass. I couldn’t take it anymore and collapsed on my freshly shot load. All I could do was moan and take his incredible rimming. When he finally seemed satisfied, he forcefully flipped me over and moved up to kiss me. As I opened my mouth he opened his and released the loads he had eaten out of me into my mouth. Before I could do anything about it he grabbed my head with his hands, beginning passionately kissing me sharing his jizz with me until after what seemed an eternity I had eaten and swallowed everything he had fucked into me over the night. “Well babe,” he said smiling down at me, “I guess we better get you cleaned up so you can get a little rest before classes in the morning. I hope you didn’t have any unfinished homework,” he chuckled. “What time is it?” I asked not knowing how long we’d been at this. “It’s about eight Sunday night,” he chuckled. We’ve had a lot of fun all day.” “WHAT! It’s that late, shit my friends will be wondering what happened,” I said sitting up with a panicked look. “Shhhh…Babe it’s okay, you can catch a bus back to school a couple blocks from here and will be back in no time.” He smiled reassuringly at me. Hop in the shower and get cleaned up,” he said ushering me into the bedroom behind his bedroom. “I’d join you in the shower, but then you might not get home ‘til Wednesday,” he smirked giving me a kiss. I climbed in the hot shower and enjoyed the feel of the water pounding against me. I don’t know how long I was in there, but I felt completely refreshed though still tired after my experiences of sex with this man I still didn’t know his name. I had spent almost a complete day with this guy and still didn’t know his name. The black plastic sheet was no longer on the bed, instead a blood red set of sheets were exposed. My clothes lay on the bed, and I could hear him down in the living room/ kitchen area doing something. I realized as I dressed my underwear was missing. I got dressed anyway, because I really did need to get back to Hopkins. I walked down the steps to the living area to get my shoes, he was coming out of the kitchen area with a bottle of Gatorade. I couldn’t believe how sex he looked standing there in skin-tight black jeans, and nothing else but a slouchie beanie. He shot me a big grin. “There’s my babe,” he said pulling me into a tight hug and then a kiss. I couldn’t help but smile back at him. “Hey, did you see my underwear down here somewhere?” I asked looking around. He laughed, “Yeah I kept it as a souvenir of our first date, besides I like my boys to freeball,” he smiled back at me. “You want to see me again?” I asked suddenly excited someone wanted to date me. “Fuck ya babe, I want to see a whole lot more of you,” he said leaning down and kissing me hard, as he gripped my ass. “I have so much I want to experience with you,” he whispered into my ear. I boned up instantly in his arms, and I could tell he was boned as well. I was excited at the thought of finally having a boyfriend, and a sexy one at that. “It’s finally gotten colder, and I know you weren’t wearing a coat, so you can borrow one of mine until you come down this coming Friday. I’m having a small get together with some close friends and I’d love you to meet them. Bring whatever you need for the weekend and you can go back Sunday. How does that sound?” He said opening a closet door and pulling out an expensive looking black leather jacket with a gold embroidered scorpion on the upper left side. “You can wear this and bring it back on Friday,” he said with a smirk. “Thanks,” I started to say, but stopped and looked sheepishly at him. “I’m sorry I forgot your name,” I said softly, waiting for his reaction. He didn’t get angry, but rather started laughing. “You didn’t forget it,” he said grinning. “You were too horny to even care, which made things more fun,” pulling me into another kiss. “I’m Michael,” he paused briefly looking at me before leaning done to my ear and whispering, “And you’re Ian, my lil’ cumslut boy.” He opened the door and unlocked the door grate to let me leave. It certainly way colder than it had been the night before. I was glad Michael had loaned me his jacket. I couldn’t wait to see him again. My new boyfriend, as I walked towards the bus stop to take me back to Hopkins. I was on cloud nine.

I sucked my first time 4 or 5, my own age. At 6 a family moved in next door, one 11 one 14 I sucked daily after the 14 yr old came in my mouth I couldn't get enough. I was 7 when I got to suck my first man cock followed by 4 of his buddies that wanted to see if I could swallow all the cum the could produced. At nine I seduced/coned a 16 year old to let me suck him, after the 3rd time he deside he wanted more, I couldn't but he promised we would work on it, the following weekend he began "watching" me while my parents was away. By the 6th month I was begging him and trying daily till that one afternoon while fishing....

There was a theater in the 70s and 80s near the university that showed straight porn. It was a great place to get straight cock. Some of those 'straight' men wanted my ass back then, and, although I was trying to be 'safe' I let them fuck me even without a condom. I reasoned that they were straight, so they were safe. Of course many of them were closeted, or gay, but being in a straight porn theater allowed me to feel comfortable getting my fuckhole cummed. It's now an expensive Chinese restaurant, the whole shopping district it's in has been completely gentrified.