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PART ONE My name is David and I’m an athletic 20 y/o straight guy. Correction: I thought I was!!! I used to spend my weekends hanging out with my girlfriend, but now I spend them lying in a sling getting gangbanged and getting my as filled up with loads of cum. I knew my GF since I was 9 y/o and I thought that I was in love with her, so I didn’t explore my sexuality. In one night I was converted all thanks to some white crystals. It all started a few months ago when my GF and I broke up because she was fucking another guy. To be honest… I felt relieved. Finally I could also spend time with my friends in the weekends. Not that I hardly see them; 7 years ago we started a Parkour (free-running) team after we saw some YouTube vids about it, so you could find us after classes or work at the park or by the abandoned parking garage practicing our moves and jumps. My best friend is Brian, he’s 18 y/o (nearly 19) and coincidently also the younger brother of my ex GF. Brian was a bit different than the rest. When he became 16 he started in the weekends by staying out all night, no one knew where he was. His parents grounded him but without any effect; he just sneaked out when he had the change. He always came home after a few days, so after a while his parents gave up. Around the same I also saw that he had a few tattoos on his body. My first weekend as a free man was coming up so I asked Brian if he wanted to hang out. He told me that his parents weren’t home that weekend so we could do whatever we liked. So later that evening I went over to Brian’s house. Brian opened the door shirtless. I could see that he had a lot more tattoos on his toned body than when I saw them for the first time. ‘Is your sis also home?’, I asked. ‘She’s out and probably won’t come home tonight. So don’t worry!’ he replied. We watched a movie, but I was keeping an eye on the door; I didn’t want to see her cheating face. ‘Dude, relax! Be glad that you’re a free man. Time to start living!’, said Brian. ‘You’re right! But I’m not as laid back as you!’, I replied. He asked ‘Wanna smoke some weed?’. ‘No! I tried that once and became ill’, I answered. ‘In that case… I have something else that doesn’t make you ill… and it will also help you relax’, Brian said. I wanted to say ‘No’ but Brian interrupted me: ‘What did I just said… live a bit!’. ‘Trust me!’, he added. I smiled and nodded. He came back with a burner and a glass pipe with a bowl on the end. He got a bag with a small amount of white crystals and he loaded the contents of the bag in the bowl. The he heated the bowl with the burner and took a deep hit. After 10 seconds he exhaled and said ‘Up for it?’. I nodded. Brian heated the bowl and placed the pipe at my mouth. I followed his instructions and inhaled deep and kept it in for about 10 seconds. ‘You have to take 4 more hits’ Brian said. After the fourth I could feel my body relax. I gave the pipe back to Brian and he also took 5 deep hits. A warm glow went thru my body. ‘When the heat gets to much it’s best to take of your shirt!’ Brian said. ‘Isn’t necessary I think!’, I replied. But a few minutes later I took my shirt off. ‘Shall I switch the movie to some porn?’, Brian asked. ‘Sounds good’, I replied. I felt horny as hell and started rubbing my cock thru my shorts. I saw that Brian got the pipe and took some hits, he than he handed over the pipe and I also took some hits. Brian pulled down his shorts and started to stroke his cock. ‘You don’t mind, do you?!’ he asked. I replied by doing the same. It wasn’t hard to miss that Brian’s cock was larger than my 8 inches. ‘Damn! I knew that my cock was large but yours is even bigger!’, I said. ’Just under 10 inches’, he replied. After stroking our own cocks for 20 minutes I asked for another hit. Brian replied: ‘Sorry dude, we used up the small amount I had!’. ‘Too bad! I made me feel so hot and submissive!’, I replied. ‘We can get some more!’, he said. I looked at Brian. He continued: ‘Friends of mine always have enough, so we can pick up some there. It’s only a 10 minute drive when we take your car’. ‘Don’t they mind?’, I asked. ‘No they won’t… so let’s go… the quicker we go, the quicker we’re back!’, Brian said. So I grabbed my car keys and we drove to Brian’s friends. We arrived at an apartment building. We walked inside, the doorman and Brian greeted each other. When we stepped in to the elevator Brian typed a code on the keypad and pressed the button for the penthouse floor. When we stepped out of the elevator we enter a hallway. At the end we came in a huge living room. Brian cut across towards an other hall, I followed him. We came at a door and I could here loud music and muffled voices coming from behind it. ‘Wait here!’, Brian said. He entered the room, but forgot to fully close the door. I heard moaning and other strange noises. I started to get curious and pushed the door a bit more open so I could see what was happening. I saw naked men fucking and sucking other men. I saw a young guy (18-19 y/o) laying in a sling with his wristed tied behind his back. A black guy with a huge cock walked towards the guy. He rubbed some spit on his cock and started to enter that small white ass. When young guy started to moan louder the black guy took the boys nipples between his fingers and started to pinch and pull them. The moans got louder and louder as the black cock sank deeper and deeper until his cock was fully inside the moaning guy. At that same moment the door opened and Brian and another guy stood in front of me. ‘Are you enjoying the view?’, he said. I stuttered while trying to say ‘No’. ‘Dude your dick is telling us a different story’, said the guy besides Brian. I looked down and saw that my cock was pitching a tent in my shorts and there was also a wet stain where my dick oozed pre-cum. ‘Don’t feel ashamed for liking what you see. I’m not ashamed for it either.”, said Brian. ‘Know you know what I was doing in the weekends’, he said laughing. ‘Come in… no one will bite you!’, said the other guy. I walked in and saw that the other guy was Brians older brother Chris. Chris is 25 y/o and his ripped body is covered in tattoos. His nipples are pierced and he has a huge cock with a PA piercing. Brian hands me a pipe. To calm my nerves I take several deep hits. When I give the pipe back to him I see that Brian already took of his clothes. ‘There’s only one of us overdressed’, Brian said while pulling down my shorts. Chris pulls up my shirt over my head. Brian stands in front of me and looks me deep in my eyes. His hand starts to stroke my hard cock. I become mesmerized. Our faces come closer, our lips touch and we start to kiss. I never felt like this before and I don’t want it to end. He did a step back and said: ‘You said that the Tina makes you horny and submissive. Are you willing to open yourself for new feelings and ideas? Are you willing to give yourself to me and to do whatever I say no questions asked? Do you thrust me?’. ‘YES, YES, YES’ I answered unknowing what to come. ‘Drink this’, Brian said. ‘What is it’. I asked. ‘It’s something called G… it’s to relax you… After this no questions anymore, remember?!’, Brian said. I nodded. I went to sit down and saw how the black guy was pounding the young guy in the sling harder and harder. With a loud roar he rammed his cock as deep as he could and started to shake. ‘That’s Devon and his loads are huge… Go and take a closer look!”, says Chris. I walk towards the sling and see how Devon pulls out his cock. The asshole of the young guy stays open and pulsates while slowly a stream of cum start to ooze out. ‘Your cock likes it… why don’t you put yours in so you can feel how a sloppy cum hole feels?’, says Devon. I move towards the ass and slide my cock inside. The feeling is incredible and not to explain. Brain takes place behind me, his hand goes around my waist and slides besides my cock in the ass. When it’s inside it wraps around my cock and begins to stroke my cock. The feeling of being jerked off inside some ones ass is mind-blowing. The bottom and I start moan in sync. Brian start to jerk harder and faster. I feel my cock swell up inside and with a loud roar I shoot my first load in a boys ass. Brian and I pull out and kiss. Then Brian takes my hand and leads me to the bathroom. ‘I’m going to show you how you clean your ass… because I only fuck clean asses… you want to feel this cock inside you? Yes you do! Because you said you would give yourself to me!!’, Brian said with a grin. I smiled and nodded. When I was clean I could feel that I was getting woozy from the drink. Brian orders me to lay in the sling. ‘When you’re in the sling a pipe isn’t very handy… so we a better way… stick out your arm and trust me!’, said Brian. I do as asked and stick out my arm. Chris takes a shoelace and ties off my arm. Before I realize it I feel a needle in my arm and see how the contents of the syringe disappears in my vein. ‘Enjoy the trip!’, says Chris while he looses the shoelace. I feel the T shooting thru my veins which makes me cough. And while I feel myself glide into a state of pure trance I hear Chris say ‘I gave him an extra dose to make him totally brainwash him and turn him in to a toxic cum whore’. The only thing I remember is begging to get my ass filled with cock and me pleading to be turned in to a toxic cum whore. I woke up from my trance a few hours later with a sloppy cum as like the other young guy. The young guy was laying beside me. He was wearing glasses this time. I recognized him as a guy from my class. ‘The next time the dose will be normal… that way you can feel it all when you get fucked by Devon”, said the guy. ‘Did I got fucked by Devon?’, I said. ‘Yes! Brian even fisted his cum deeper inside you!’ he replied. I was in shock. ‘They filmed everything so you can watch it… so you can see what they are going to do to you next week!’, he added. ‘Don’t think that there will be a next time!’, I said. ‘Yes you will, that empty feeling in your ass will get more and more until you beg to be filled! I was converted last year and I haven’t missed a party since! Their toxic DNA is flowing in your blood now. Your one of us!” he says. ‘One of you?’, I asked. ‘Hey guys, he didn’t discover the band-aid just above his cock!’, he shouts. ‘We all got a biohazard tattoo with the text “POZ BROTHER” above it. We all have one!’, he continued. Slowly the result of my actions set in and the harder I thought about it the hornier I got. My ass started to tingle, I know now that the empty feeling only will get worser, so I asked out loud ‘Can some one please fill my ass again?’. ‘Later… we first going to show you on bigscreen what you missed! So you know what where going to do to you next time!’, said Chris laughing. TO BE CONTINUED!

Reading through this forum has motivated me to push myself and become sluttier. Last weekend I had the sluttiest weekend on my life. It started Thursday night, I met one of my regular fuckbuddy. He is a submissive Asian bottom. He fits perfectly the stereotype of Asian bottoms: very submissive, hungry for big black and white cocks, hairless asshole, bubble butt, and useless dicklet. You can watch part of the fuck on this video. The next day, I met with another of my regular fuckbuddy in the afternoon. He is a twink blonde bottom with a smooth bubble butt. He is only 20 and I've been fucking for over a year. I love seeing his face when I tell him I'm about to cum. It is almost like a spiritual experience for him, knowing that I put my babies in him. He left with my cum inside. Part of the fuck is also on xtube. That same day on the night, I went for a horny date. This is the kind of dates I love, we had dinner together and talk to build a connection to have a sweaty and wonderful sex. I fucked him for more than 2 hours. We ended up on a bed of sweat, spit and semen. I totally destroyed his ass and filled him with my DNA. Next morning on Saturday I woke up horny and logged on Grindr. I found a beautiful Brazilian bottom of only 22 years old. Since we met, we clicked right away. We kissed a lot and started fucking with a condom (he was very insisting on that). But after a while of passionate fucking and kissing, he asked me the magic question: when was the last time I got tested? I told him the truth a month ago and everything negative (It is very important to be honest). And then he slided on my cock. It was like a poetic moment when he decided to trust me and remove all barriers between us. We stayed together for 4 hours. But I couldn't cum with him (he couldn't take my cock deep). So since he left, I went online on grindr again. I found a well known whore in New Zealand online and invited him over. In less than a hour since the handsome Brazilian boy left, I am fucking a new ass raw. I felt so powerful. I pounded balls deep this whore for over 30 minutes while he begs for my cum. I finally rewarded him with my cum. He left with it inside. And at night, I met with the same guy from the night before. Again, we had a wonderful passionate sex session, but this time a lot shorter (30-40 min). I left him pregnant with my babies. Finally, Sunday morning I was horny again. None of my regular were available, so I went to grindr. I found a cumdump nearby. I am not a fan of fucking cumdumps. High risk of std's and they only put their ass up without doing much more. But I was horny as fuck. I invited him over and fucked the hell out of him. I fucked him hard for being a cumdump whore and made him beg for my DNA. You can watch part of the fuck on this video. This has been my sluttiest weekend in my life. I have never fucked so much in such a short period of time. I fucked 7 guys.

Part 19 - Straight Men In The Room Jake and Marco walked in to the library where Fabian, Paul and Ben were waiting. Fabian had already briefed Ben about the 3 guests being straight. Andre served mojitos to them all as Luke appeared followed by Dave and Joe. Paul went over to them shaking their hands before introducing Fabian the owners of the company. He introduced Ben and Marco as Jake's partner. The guys were taking in the sumptuous surroundings as Andre served them their drinks and Paul made small talk with them. Luke reappeared and called Marco over. "What is it Luke." "Jacob is here but he is standing outside." "Help Andre, I will go get him." Marco slipped out without Jake noticing who was talking away to Dave and Joe about their first week in the new job. Marco opened the door and looked at Jacob asking him to come in. "It's a bit to grand, I won't fit in. I think I should go." "Jake will be very upset if you don't show." "I'm not really dressed for it though." "Come on, you can have one of my shirts to wear for dinner." Jacob stepped inside and Marco took him upstairs to the dressing room. He was visibly nervous as Marco picked a shirt out and handed it to Jacob, he slipped out of his t-shirt. Marco being Marco couldn't help but look at his body and tattoos. Jacob was in awe it was a home inside a home, he had never been in a house this big or grand. "Does Jake live here?" "Yes, this is our little private sanctuary but we have use of the whole house and grounds." "I've never seen anything like this." "Hope you don't mind me saying so Jacob, but you have a good physique on you, do you work out much?" "I have some weights at home, but can't afford to join a gym." "That shirt fits perfectly and looks great on you, do you feel ready now?" Jacob looked in the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair, unlike Jake who cropped his, Jacob sported a longer style. They both went downstairs toward the library, a weird deja-vous feeling came over Marco, only a few nights ago he and Jake did the same thing. Marco entered the library followed by a sheepish Jacob, Jake came over and hugged his brother telling him how happy he was he came. He took Jacob to meet everyone, to his credit he shook everyone's hand without hesitation. Finally they walked over towards Ben. Jacob looked at him and his incredible arms, they shook hands. "I hear you have tattoos Jacob, I would love to see the work one day if you don't mind." "Err I guess so. You have great biceps." "Thanks, takes a lot of work and training as I am a gymnast." "Must be great being able to do all that sort of stuff." "I'll happily show some of what I can do." Jacob sipped on his mojito loving the taste, it was the first time he had drank a cocktail instead of lager. Fabian and Paul finished talking to Dave and Joe and shifted over towards Jacob where Paul was first to speak. "Hello Jacob, hope your feeling at ease. Have you spoken with Dave and Joe yet?" "No." "Well you should, they started working for me this week. They are good friends to your brother." "Just friends?" "They are straight if that is what your trying to find out. Apart from you three everyone else here is gay. I hope that doesn't worry you." "A little but I am still getting use to Jake being gay." "Are you patching things up with him?" "I would like to think so. So err, Ben. He is gay as well?" Fabian and Paul both chuckled before telling them he was. Fabian made his departure leaving Paul and Jacob to continue chatting, he invited Jacob to sit down aa little away from the group. "What do you do for a living Jacob?" "Not a lot, I fooled around at school to much and just drifted. Had a couple of jobs." "What would you like to do?" "Wish I had taken up IT like Jake. Maybe I wouldn't be such a mess if I had." "Your not a mess Jacob, very misguided I think." Jacob lowered his head and nodded in agreement. Fabian and Paul had already chatted about Jacob, Paul felt it was a good time to show his hand. "And if you had a job do you think things would sort themselves out?" "I dunno, I suppose they would as it would give me something to focus on. But I could never get anything interesting." "Are you very hands one, I mean do you like fixing things?" "I fixed my dad's computer once. I surprised myself that I actually did it." "Hmmm. Jacob, how about you come work for our company, we always need hardware specialists?" "I realy don't know that much." "Everyone has to start somewhere. You will get on the job training and you will also go to technical college." "Are you serious?" "Yes, you will work here in Wimbledon where Jake, Dave and Joe work so you would know some people there at least." Jacob lifted his head and a slight smile spread across his face. "Well?" "Thanks, I will do it." "Great, I know Jake will be happy having you back in his life as well." "So what do I do?" "I will send you the details tomorrow, can you start on Monday?" "Yeah." "Good, you will start on a lower salary until you complete your college course, I can't teat you any differently." "Any salary is better than none." "You will work Monday to Friday 9am-5pm, and we will start you off at £30k per year." Jacob choked on his drink causing Marco and Jake to come over. "What's wrong Jacob, Paul?" "Jake, your brother is joining us and starting work on Monday." "Really!. That is the best news I've heard all week." Jake leant over and hugged his brother whilst Marco mouthed a thank you to Paul. Jacob looked at Jake saying he had no working clothes, he told Jacob not to worry and they would sort something out tomorrow and take him shopping. Ben reappeared and saw a completely different side to Jacob. Ben ever the one to like a bit of adventure was feeling attracted to Jacob, he liked how he looked and the edginess of him. Dinner was served in the Orangery, Jacob sat next to Jake and Ben and opposite to Dave and Joe. He was getting on well with his two new work colleagues who were looking forward to him starting work. Jacob was buzzing from the mixture of the cocktails and wine, knowing he had to keep himself in check he stopped drinking and went on to water. He was still coming to terms that he had a job on Monday and to top it all it paid a decent wage. It was the first time that he saw people actually being nice to him, he had nothing to prove as they just accepted him as being Jacob. At various times during dinner he found himself submerged in conversation with Ben, when they weren't talking he kept sneaking glances he liked him a lot and hoped they could be friends as well. As dinner finished Fabian suggested they all sit outside on the decking enjoying the last rays of sun. Fabian and Paul were smoking a couple of cuban robustos. Jake was nearby catching wafts of the smoke, Fabian seeing this offered his cigar to Jake who took it and took a couple of puffs before handing it back. He still loved the aroma and taste, more so, it reminded him of those enjoyable nights with Fabian. Jacob looked on in disbelief and commented on Jake smoking, he laughed and told Jacob that it is the aroma he loves. He thought he was getting pretty hooked on them but having Marco was a great diversion. As the evening wore on it had been a great success, Dave and Joe were the first to leave and thanked Paul and Fabian for inviting them over and sorting them out with jobs. Dave hugged Jake and said he was looking forward to seeing him in a few weeks at work. Joe who usually stuck to the handshake hugged Jake for the first time, he told him how grateful they both are at getting them the jobs. Jacob having never been at a dinner party figured that was his cue to leave so he turned to Jake who was sitting with Marco and Ben. "I think I should go now." "Please stay a bit longer Jacob, we have a lot to catch up on." "Thanks, just a bit longer then." He sat down next to Ben and chatted about his gymnastics. Andre appeared with drinks, Jacob stuck to his water and watched him as served the drinks then sat down next to Fabian. Andre started ribbing Ben saying how much he looked like a ballerina when he twisted in mid air. Ben made a move in his chair as if to get up, Andre provoked him further before he sprang out of his chair and ran down the steps in to the garden with Ben hot on his heels. Jacob didn't quite know what was going on until Fabian spoke. "Don't worry Jacob, those two are like naughty kids when together, they will be back in a minute." Jacob still looked trying to make out where they have gone, after a couple of minutes Ben appeared back on the decking and sat next to Jacob. He then heard Andre approaching the table. He was soaked through and laughing. Jacob asking what had happened, Ben laughed telling Jacob how he picked him up and threw him in the pool. Andre removed his wet shirt and trousers then sat back down next Fabian. Jacob just say there stunned at the scene of his body, he figured he was the same build as himself but more defined, he loved the way the water glistened off his body.

Thanks for reading this work of fiction based completely on fact. The fact is that this is only happened in my dreams, so I guess you could say that it’s purely a work of fiction. Some of the characters and situations are real, however, none to the level of this story or my dreams. — Gonna have to be written in multiple parts, as the Mrs. is always lurking. part one begins mostly as i’m falling off to sleep, thinking about all my pig and ventures over the years has mostly a neg top daddy. One time in particular sticks with me however, when I went to visit nasty master Thomas, A raunchy pig daddy of epic proportion‘s. On the day in question, I had seen his ad which is always posted on BBRT, calling all sick pigs to his place for some further intoxication! He oinked me, and I replied hey man nice profile! In reply, master asked if I wanted to come over and have my way with one of his pigs. One I questioned, and in response he said no, actually three. I took a big breath and thought, wife is away out of town for the night and even though I knew master and his pigs were poz I figured I would be OK if I just went over to dildo fuck, fist and gape them and safely pump some cum their holes. After I shoot my load I knew that master would be happy to let me take a piss in them. At around eight that night, I knocked on master Thomas’s door, and was immediately welcomed by my crazy friend. He was dressed in his leather invest and chaps and his huge uncut cock lay softly out in front of him. Welcome man he said, let’s go down to my playpen see you can have your way. We grabbed a couple of beers and headed down to his basement dungeon playroom. As we came down the steps into the dimly lit room there is a large cage across the room and in it were three seriously twisted sub pigs all with their asses presented to me. Two of the pigs were hot and sickly with most of the meat falling off their bones. There are holes however for meaty and widely open. The third of his pigs had some more meat on his bones, and was shackled on his back inside the cage with a serious plug, stuffing his ass. Master Thomas rub my shoulder and said you can go right over the cage, and pick out who that like to get up on the padded fuck bench first, or throw him in the sling. Just do me a favor and be careful if you want to unlatch the beefier one, As he’s hyper sexual right now and might want to get his hands all over you. Once he attaches his mouth to your ass he’s going to suck for all it’s worth, so I just want you to be aware that he is fully charged with T and still feisty. He’s got a pretty massive cock too, and he might be just as likely to try and mount you if you let him. Up for the challenge I stripped off my clothes put on my ball stretchers to get my cock pulled out as best as possible, and proceeded to walk over to the toxic playpen. The pigs were moaning and begging me to start with them, so in heat I began to unlatch the cage gazing at all of the amazing blown out ripe and toxic asshole for me to play with. There was room and so i stepped into the cage, my first priority to see what i could do to the pig with more bacon, wanting to see what came out when i pulled the plug from his ass. As I began to unbuckle him, from behind master Thomas quickly walked up to the cage, closed the latch and put a lock on it. What the fuck, i said turning to him, but he just smiled and said daddy today’s the day all your dreams do cum true. "".......to be continued,,,

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...

I just popped my anonymous breeding cherry a few days ago. Guy off BBRT, just a few cock pics. I was blindfolded, ass up on my bed, apartment door unlocked. It was awesome and I cant wait to do it again, definitely got me a step closer to where I think I may get the balls to visit my first bathhouse. Feels addicting.

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.”

That's exactly what I want too. Keep yourself filled with lots of cock's and loads regularly.

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....

Definetely a loose hole. A tight hole can be so hard to get in, and if you are as big as me, it can be really uncomfortable and painful for the bottom. My ideal bottom has a loose hole which he can control at will to make it tighter when I ask for it.

@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....

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.

Part 32 The fuck flu hit Rob with a vengeance. He was sweating and had chills at the same time. His whole body ached. He couldn’t remember ever feeling this bad. Even though he was allowed to lie on the bed in the room, that was all he could do since his strength was completely gone. Fortunately for him he was cared for during his illness. The Doctor checked on him every day and offered whatever medications he could to relieve some of Rob’s symptoms. He was administered fluids twice during the first week before his fever broke. Instead of starting to feel better however, a new problem arose for Rob. He hadn’t received any meth since the fuck flu began and now the signs of withdrawal were becoming evident and began to grow stronger. He craved the drugs. His body had the shakes and his vision was blurred. Of course, the other thing he craved was cock. That was something the staff at the warehouse could help with. Once his fever broke from the fuck flu, the staff would come in and fuck Rob on the bed during their breaks. Tanner fucked him at least twice a day. The feeling of a cock hitting his prostate and ramming in and out of his ass did make Rob feel a little better. It just wasn’t the same however without the high he received when he was partied up and then fucked. Before his tremors got too bad, Nick informed him it was time for him to receive his badge of honor. Rob was tightly strapped on his back to try to prevent him from moving too much. A guy Rob didn’t recognize appeared and started to draw some markings on both of Rob’s pecs. When the guy pulled out a tattoo gun, Rob knew what was next. Rob received a tattoo of a large biohazard symbol on the right side of his chest. On the left side, a very detailed tattoo of pig head was inked. Surrounding the pig tattoo were the words “POZ PIG” in big script letters. The tattoo artist stood back to admire his work. “Nice job,” said Nick. “He needs one more marking to indicate his status in life; let’s turn him over and tie him down.” When Rob was properly positioned, the artist began the next tattoo. When he finished, Rob had the words “CUM DUMP” boldly displayed over the whole top of his ass. “Looks great,” said Nick. “There’s no mistaking what the slut wants now,” he laughed. “While we have him tied down and spread, you can go ahead and fuck him.” Nick slapped Rob’s ass and said, ”I’ll even give the pig something to make him a better fuck for you.” Rob felt Nick press in a large shard of Tina deep up his ass. “This is something I can tell you’re craving,” Nick snickered. The effects were almost immediate. Rob felt less anxious and his ass started to twitch begging to be fucked. The tattoo artist dropped his pants and pointed his inked cock at Rob’s needy hole. The cock tattoo was the same scorpion design as the one on Dolf’s cock although his cock was not nearly as large. When the 9” cock slammed into his ass, Rob cried out in pure ecstasy. Rob was still weak from the flu and the effects of his drug addiction, but with what little energy he had, he squeezed the cock with his ass muscles and milked out a heavy load of toxic cum. “Okay pig your days at the spa are over let’s get you back in your cage.” Rob’s new tattoos were bandaged up and he was directed back to his cage. “Don’t touch your new ink, we don’t want any infections.” "You should be ready to show off your new ink at the cum dump party later this week.” Over the next few days, Rob slowly regained some of his strength and stamina. He was even able to start going to the gym again. Every time he saw his reflection in the mirror he was reminded of his journey to becoming a cum dump. He was starting to look a little tired and beat up he thought. His eyes had bags under them and looked a little sunken. However that didn’t seem to matter to the guys that fucked his ass and throat on a daily basis. It was common for them to pull out their cell phones and snap a pic of their cock entering Rob’s ass making sure to include the “Cum Dump” tattoo in the shot. The day of the cum dump party soon arrived. This would be Rob’s first gang bang since he got sick. He was ready to get slammed and fucked all night. The concept for the party was simple. There were six bottoms bent over in a row on a long padded bench. When a top unloaded in a bottom’s ass, they would make a tick mark with a marker. The bottom that had the most tick marks was promised a special surprise at the end of the party. Rob was positioned second from the end. As the bottoms were bound to the bench Rob glanced to his left and saw Redd at the beginning of the row. “I’ll show him who’s the best cum dump,” Rob thought to himself. The bottoms were then all blindfolded, slammed and the festivities began. “Look at this whore, he is advertising for it”, a voice joked as Rob felt the first cock of the night enter his ass. Rob moaned and verbally encouraged each cock that entered his ass to plow him harder and to give him a load. He tightened his ass tentatively on each cock. If the reaction of the Top seemed positive he would use his ass to milk the cock. However he found some Tops preferred a loose sloppy hole, so he’d accommodate that as well. Each time he felt the marker on his ass making a tick he felt a sense of pride. It seemed like the tattoo over his ass was driving the Tops wild. He heard comments all night about it. He didn’t care that maybe the ink was an advantage over the other bottoms; all he cared about was getting as many loads as possible. When the party came to a close, he waited anxiously to see who won. “With 26 loads it looks like we have a clear winner,” announced Nick. Rob then felt a hard slap on his ass. “Let’s get this pig his reward.” Rob couldn’t help but beam with pride. He had done it! He was led to an individual fuck bench in the center of the room. The blindfold was removed and he was shown a humongous dildo. “Don’t act like you have never seen a cock like this,” Nick jeered. Nick turned the cock around and Rob saw the scorpion tattoo. “After all, you have had the real thing up your ass before.” The other bottoms in the room giggled. “Did they know about this,” Rob wondered. The thought that he had been set up also crossed his mind. He noticed a suspicious lack of marks on several of the other bottom’s asses. Rob was given another big slam. The latex model of Dolf’s monster cock was attached to a fuck machine and it was lined up to Rob’s ass. Rob gritted his teeth as the monster dildo began to fuck his ass. The blindfold was placed back over Rob’s eyes and the speed of the machine was increased. The intrusion brought back memories of the night Rob was pozzed and he began to leak copious amounts of pre-cum as the dildo battered his cum filled ass. as he settled into the rhythm of the fuck machine Rob heard a voice say, “We’ll check back with you in a couple of hours.”

First time was at 12 and didn't get fucked with a condom until I was 19. Took every guy's load up until then.

I love taking multiple loads....have been trying to get as much as I can since men finally started fucking me when I was 11..... Managed to hook up with adult bookstore owner when I was 15 so he'd get me into the back rooms and porn theaters were I got gangbanged the first time by 10 guys....i always took raw cock and loads in my ass and I loved the feeling of my hole gaping and used.....i cruised every day after school and never got less than 3 loads

Don't you just love getting your tongue under that foreskin and sliding it around the cock head? It's one of my favorite aspects of sucking cock!

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

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.

True Story. It was a cloudier day as the cruise ship headed south from Florida into the Caribbean Sea. The air was relatively warm, but the winds were strong and few men on the gay cruise were using the deck chairs. Shane figured it was a perfect opportunity for a spa day. He headed down to the spa after a late breakfast, bringing a book to read and his swimsuit. The spa was already busy, with men in the large aqua lounge with the giant spa tub, a bubbling shower area in the center of the tub, and submerged lounge chairs. Shane stowed his shirt, shorts, and flip flops in a locker, wearing just a blue / black bikini swimsuit that accentuated his ass and revealed a hefty pouch in the front. His black hair was cropped short, and his skin had already begun to tan with a few days in Fort Lauderdale prior to the ship setting said. His chest was thickly sculpted and covered with a fine layer of fur and quarter-sized nipples. His trunk tapered to a narrower waist, and his legs were solid muscle from a lifetime of athleticism. Shane sunk into the heated warm, allowing it to work on his muscles. The area was supposed to be clothing-required because of staff being present, but many of the men slipped their swimsuits off beneath the water. Hands gently groped and explored beneath the water’s surface. He wasn’t interested in playtime yet, so sought a submerged lounge and settled onto the warm stone, leaving his swimsuit on so as not to send signals. He chatted idly with some guys who floated by, several of whom he’d met at the first evening’s tea dance, and others from last night’s party. The lounge was a smorgasbord of body types. He found himself being drawn to some of the beefier daddies this morning, admiring their muscled arms and powerful chests. At 39, many of the others were older than he was. Starting to feel dehydrated and a bit lightheaded, he decided to refresh and find a steam room. The men’s spa was adjacent to the men’s locker room, so the areas was predominantly nude. The spa itself was brightly lit through the floor-to-ceiling windows that gazed out upon the sea. Shane shucked his swimsuit, exposing his smooth ass and letting his cock hang free. He left the locker room for the men’s spa area, and explored the three steam rooms. Two were rather small and intimate, and already had several men entwined in mutual touching and exploration. He stepped into the third steam room, this one having room for about 15 men. His eyes took a moment to adjust to the dark, steamy interior. He could see naked bodies arrayed along benches on both sides of the room. There was some movement to his left, but he couldn’t clearly make out what it was in the thick steam. He moved slowly toward the center of the kidney-shaped room, and spied what looked like an open seat near the back. He settled onto the hot stones, the heat burning his skin at first. He sat there with his eyes closed a moment, relaxing into the space. Then he opened his eyes. There were a dozen men lounging in the steam room, naked and silently exuding sexual energy. He could make out several erect cocks standing at full attention near him. Beside him sat one guy with a shaved head and nicely defined body, his cock thick and curving slightly to the left. He was slowly stroking his long dick while making eye contact with others at this end of the room. He gave Shane an exploratory look, taking in his body, and then running his hand along Shane’e left thigh. Shane let himself enjoy the touch, and took in the rest of the room. Across from him was a beefy daddy type, dark haired flecked with silver and a trim, silvery beard. He was displaying a huge hardon, probably about 8” and girthy. He was looking Shane up and down. Beyond the beefy daddy was where Shane has heard some movement earlier. Now he could see someone on his knees in front of one — maybe two — men. Above the sound of the steam, you could occasionally hear the slurping noises of an excited blowjob. Shane felt the guy’s hand moved to his chest, gliding across his slick skin, grazing his nipples, and then taking a solid hold of his left breast, squeezing the thick muscles there. “Very hot,” the guy said in a low voice. Shane felt himself being wrapped in the room’s sexual energy, his own cock now at full attention. He felt himself slipping into a sexual state, where his rational brain gave way to his desires and physical experiences. He didn’t say a word, but reached over to touch the man with the shaved head, feeling the solid shaft of muscle that was demanding his attention. Shane groaned softly when the man reciprocated and grabbed Shane’s cock in a firm grip. Shane stared at the guy’s inviting piece of meat, taking in its size and shape in the dimly lit steam room. The guy moved his hand to behind Shane’s neck and started massaging it gently. “Go ahead,” he said softly, applying a small amount of pressure behind Shane’s neck. Shane leaned over, his mouth hovering over the guy’s cock for a moment, and then went down on him. Shane felt the hard muscle slide into his mouth, filling it fully as he began to suck and gently work the base of the guy’s cock with his hand. There was a soft groan as the guy laid back against the wall, his right hand moving to the back of Shane’s head. The guy began to thrust upward with slow pulses of his hips, continuing to groan softly, and beginnning to massage Shane’s shoulders and back muscles. Shane was enraptured with the beautiful dick filling his mouth, and he dedicated himself to servicing it. He felt the caresses of the stranger’s hands on his head, neck, then moving across his shoulders, and slowly exploring down his spine. It was part rubbing, part finger massaging. The hand kept massaging further down Shane’s spin, eliciting tiny groans of pleasure along the way. Shane felt the hand move across his right ass cheek, and then felt a finger gently searching for his hole. It took only a few seconds for the adept man to find Shane’s hole and, using the slick moisture of sweat in the room, he began to probe Shane’s hole. Shane groaned a bit more loudly, not fully aware that he was still in a room full of men, and was likely now the center of attention. He worked the cock in his mouth more vigorously as the man slowly penetrated his hole with one finger. Shane shifted his body’s position, moving his right leg to offer the guy better access to his ass. He heard the snap of a plastic cap, and felt slick liquid rapidly being applied to his hole. Then two fingers began to probe him as he went back to work on the guy’s cock. His change in position was rewarded with a two-finger prostate massage, and now he could feel another hand firmly massaging one of his ass cheeks and his thigh. The guy with the shaved head was thrusting up into his mouth, and suddenly Shane tasted thick saltiness as the guy’s load filled his mouth. Shane’s head was pushed down further onto the erupting cock, and the long fingers in his slid all the way up inside him. Shane sucked down the guy’s load, even as he seemed to spew more cum. The guy’s body convulsed, Shane’s body absorbing that kinetic energy as he started to raise his head off the guy’s cock. The fingers were pulled from his ass, and Shane slowly sat up. His head was swimming in the humid air as his heart raced. Standing over him was the beefy daddy from across the room, his own impressive piece of meat pointing right at Shane. Shane panted as he collected himself. ”Thanks, bud,” the guy with the shaved head said, slapping Shane’s tight and hiving his unreleased hardon a squeeze as he stood and left. The beefy daddy settled down next to Shane, and slid his hand beneath Shane’s ass and squeezed. Shane looked over at him. He was very handsome, square jawed, and powerfully built. His dick was definitely 8” and very girthy. Shane wondered what that would feel like. In turn, the guy was staring at Shane with lust in his eyes. Shane’s heart was racing, and he was feeling lightheaded. ”I need to cool off for a bit,” he said. He slowly rose, checking his balance, and staggered through the haze toward the door. Shane stood in the intense daylight streaming into the spa, snagging a towel and trying to cover his own generous hardon. He sat on one of the stone lounges to catch his breath, and slow his heart rate. After a few minutes, he moved toward one of the showers. He stood there, letting the Luke-warm water wash over him, starting to feel more refreshed and clear headed. He heard someone else walk into the shower and turn on another head. After a moment, he looked over and saw the beefy daddy standing there, the water washing over his body. He stood a few inches taller than Shane, and was much broader across the shoulders and chest. His hair was flecked with different shades of gray and silver, and his eyes looked to be a sterling blue. He was watching Shane. Shane continued to shower, his heart speeding up again as he felt the chase beginning. This guy is fucking hot, he thought to himself. He watched as the beefy daddy stroked his cock, the hardon standing straight out from his body, and curving up slightly. He took a step toward Shane and began massaging his shoulders with both hands. Shane moaned in pleasure, his muscles becoming putty in the man’s hands. The beefy daddy stepped closer, the front of his body pressing against the back of Shane, the water rolling over both of them as he continued to kneed Shane’s shoulders. His cock pressed firmly against Shane’s ass, the shaft sliding along the crevice between his cheeks. It felt amazing! Shane could feel the heat radiating from that muscle, and he started to push his ass back against it. “Good, boy,” the beefy daddy growled in his ear. He moved his hips, his cock starting to poke Shane instead of sliding along his smooth skin. “Ready to go back in?” Shane thought about it a moment. He was aware there were others watching from the open spa area. “I really don’t want to get fucked in the steam room. People start to interfere.” The beefy daddy was quiet a moment, still poking against Shane’s ass. Then said, “Let’s go to my cabin.” He squeezed Shane’s shoulders a final time and then step back and out of the showers. Shane immediately followed. They each threw on a pair of shorts and flip flops, then the beefy daddy led Shane out of the spa. The beefy daddy put an arm around Shane’s shoulders, and Shane could feel the heat of his skin pressed against his own. The forward staircase was nearby, and he led Shane down just two decks and to the starboard side of cabins. Within a minute, they were at his door and stepping inside. The beefy daddy poked his head inside, then opened the door the rest of the way. “All clear,” he said. Two stepped inside. To be continued......

Mini part two...... I was breathing hard asi got locked up in the cage with three toxic pigs, but what the fuck, I was certain that I could control the situation at hand. Butas i started to unbuckle the pig master thomas again warned me about the pig i was going to let loose, “hey remebber what I said about him being all tweeked up, no telling how in heat he is. Just look at him” and i did. Arms and legs strapped down, big plug in his hole, and a certainly diseased uncut cock hard and intimidating. So, while im bent down i feel a wet tongue slithering into my dirty hole,. Yo pig i say, got some piles back there so you might not was to put your mouth in there... master thomas laughed hysterically, “boy those diseased pig don’t care one bit about how dirty or diseased your ass is, just open up and relax, grab that brown bottle and enjoy yourself.” Well what the fuck again raced through my mind, and so i grapped a moghty strong bottle of poppers took a few big hits, and let both unchained pigs feast in my very dirty hole. Heaven, i kept thinking as the mad rush of raw sex floated through me. I looked into the watery chemed-up eyes of the chained pig, and saw my reflection along with his burning desire to get at me. One of the pigs slobbering and sucking on my cock while the other was deeply riming my ass, bathing it in his gagging mouth. At the same time, i reached down for chained pig’s big dirty uncut cock, dropped some of my spit on it and really focused on pulling the dirty crusty foreskin back and forth over his cockhead. Glistening beads of viral precum were leaking out of him, as i stared at his deadly piece of meat. As we kept it up all of the pigs became me agitated, and master thomas started stroking his nasty cock from outside the cage. “Fucking oink man, bellowed master thomas, you are really getting my toxic pigs heated up” just be careful in there........

When you hook up with a clueless top who has no idea that the lube in your ass is "all natural" and he innocently asks if it's okay too cum inside you.

Sounds hot, Im going to be busy with pride tonight and tomorrow but I think next week I am going to try to get a few guys to come over, one after the other, same style. ?

He's based in Chicago---at least for the moment. He's very versatile. I love watching him top, but he took my cock like a pro...

Same here I love to drink hot piss

or he just sees the cum running down your leg

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.

I fucking love to drink piss man. Right from the tap or out of a guys ass that has been pissed in.

Texas Jock visiting NYC and taking loads for the first time. I wanna take all cum and loads I can and set a record. Cum pop my cherry and help me reach my goals while you’re have fun with my tight hole. Hmu for more info.

Nice! I’ve done that before too. My wife often wonders how come I have to buy underwear more than normal. Sometimes I’d swear she has an inkling, but doesn’t go there.

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 was molested growing up. Started sucking around 6, fucked when I was 11. Honestly I never thought bad about it because I felt good.

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.

I think this is one of the most salient points I’ve ever read regarding accepting your sexuality and desires in a guilt free and honest fashion. ❤️?❤️?❤️??????????

I was very young and naive. As a matter of fact I still thought I was straight. A man at a party my uncle was having , took me to the basement and proceeded to flatter me, massage me, and slowly get me completely naked. He told me how much he loved and cared for me. He used hand lotion to lube me up and fuck me raw and rough. It hurt very much I had tears in my eyes by the time he finished. He quickly got dressed, kissed me on the forehead, and left me standing naked in my uncle’s basement, dripping cum from my butthole. I never saw him again. It was the most shameful emotionlly scaring moment of my young life. It was also one of the top 3 or 4 ass fuckings I ever had still to this day.

Was 15 at the boyscouts summercamp fucked raw by two hot black guys

I too have had a drought over recent months. Until I met a 28yo guy (call him ‘A’) who came to my house a few weeks ago for a sesh. We spent four days together fucking that first time and he’s stayed at my place at least 2-3 nights every week since. He’s gorgeous and smart and, although he’s btm vers too, he loves pumping his master/daddy hole full of cum....usually after I’ve dominated him (which I’m becoming more natural at too...because he gets sooo turned on by it.) Last weekend, he suddenly flipped me on to my back and started to lube up his cock...and I seriously climaxed a massive load just at the thought..And when he shoots his load, it’s a massive load that reverberates inside me... But the confidence A’s given me has helped with other guys; I’ve had four different guys over this week and met a struggling 21yo uni student on Locanto a couple of nights ago. He’s been and fucked me twice in two days and is on his way again now...with two mates of his...He’s into BDSM just like A...guess who’s getting a surprise when he gets here tonight ?

Fantasy is to be tied up and dragged into a nasty never cleaned smelly rest area bathroom by 8-10 trucker. Stripped, force to service their ripe rank assholes while they blast nasty farts in my face, then bend me over, shoved my head into an unflushed urinal. Each of them plowing my dirty hole until they blasted all their loads into my hungry hole. When last one is finished throw me down on the dirty floor and hose me down with their piss. They take off with my clothes. Forcing me to walk out naked so every one can see my piss covered body and the cum dripping out of my used and abused fuck hole.

I was a teen and something similar happen to me. for years I was high and got used so much I loved it. I even had the chance to do it to someone myself.

I often wonder about what underlies the craving for more, more, more. I experience a kind of deep satisfaction and contentment right after a man has bred me and cum inside me that I get from absolutely nothing else. It's weird, though, because before my training, I could be fucked and the glow would hold me for weeks - now, it fades within a short time and I crave more. That sounds an awful lot to me like a drug losing its ability to make a user high, and requiring more and more to do the trick. Scientifically, it might have something to do with something going wonky with dopamine receptors; psychologically it might relate in some way to an exponential cycle of need generating more need. Who the hell knows? All I know is, lying there with my naked ass upward, the feel of a hand on my skin is a thrill, a promise, and an answer to prayer all in one. And then the fire goes out again, and the empty cold creeps in, and I pray for the gods to send another hero. I promise them that I will do anything for him, anything at all.

My first time GETTING fucked was in '71 after I moved to NYC. I had a BF and we hooked up with a fuck buddy of his, a blonde hunk, the perfect icon of my ideal man. He was tall and ripped, had a dusting of ginger hair on his chest and a no-fuss short haircut, his light hair sun-bleached and shinning. He wore desert boots, a t-shirt rolled-up at the sleeves and tight 501s with a bulge that made my knees weak. Now I'm well hung at 8.5" x 5.5" That's still pretty OK even now that we can see every monster cock around the world on display and in action in the cam rooms! But this guy was even bigger than me! He was a machine built for hard fucking. Nowadays we have Miss Tina, then we had Black Beauties, diet pills - pretty much the same stuff. I used to get them in bottles of 1000. The night we took this guy back to where we were staying in Brooklyn, the BF and I had each taken a couple and were flying. I watched, getting turned-on, as the hunk fucked my BF . I fucked my BF, we DPd my BF. We all kissed and made out and kept going at it. It was fucking hot! But, like sometimes with T, I just couldn't get off. I kept getting hornier, my hole getting more and more hungry until it became the center of my Universe. Finally, the only thing that could satisfy me was that monster cock, I HAD to have it in me. My BF was in shock, "Are you sure?" "God damn right! I'm getting that thing in me." The BF got under me and we 69d while the hunk lined up and pressed his beautiful veiny cock against my quivering rosebud. And the pearly gates swung open! He slid in, all the way home in one long delicious moment - and paused. Then he slowly began, fucking me in sweet bliss for a long time that could not have been long enough. He began gradually building-up steam as he really got into to telling me how I felt, how he loved taking my tight cherry hole. Finally he was pile driving my ass into pulp and me into Nirvana. As he flooded my guts deep with my first creamy load I screamed and, bottomed out, injected what felt like a gallon of jiz straight into my BF's throat. And he into mine. It's true what they say, that you'll never forget your first time. That blonde Adonis and his bludgeon will always be there with every cock I take, his DNA in me forever.

No, but I wish I had a 19 y/o texting me to suck his dick twice a week!

My bf is out of town this weekend so a buddy who’s been wanted me to breed him for a few years came over. We had a few drinks and then got naked in bed and got right to it. He immediately started sucking me and I was stroking his long slender cut cock. When he came to for air I switched positions with him, sucking his cock as deeply as I could. After a few mins of playing I handed him the bottle of poppers and lubed up my cock while took some big sniffs. Then I took a hit and slide my cock into his tight hole. It felt good to finally fuck him because he’s been wanting it since we met 8 years ago. I had his legs in the air and fucked him as long as I could. I finally said I was gonna cum and asked him if he wanted my poz load. He said yes so I let the 5 day built up load explode into him. I was so turned on and hard I just kept fucking him. Then we both drifted off to sleep. This morning we woke up with morning wood and went at it again. I told him I wanted to fuck him doggie style at the edge of the bed. He eagerly complied and moved into position. I stood behind him, as he took a whiff of poppers I lubed up and slid into his willing hole. After a few mins of pounding I unloaded into him again. A new cumdump is born! I texted my bf all the details and he’s super jealous he couldn’t be there too!

In Orlando - Hanks Bar & Bar Code. Both have outdoor play areas where about anything goes. I have been to Hanks a number of time with a very hot bottom boy that everyone wanted to fuck. He is also a take any load bottom. Guys bend him over and dump loads in him. He sucks everyone's cock and drinks any piss offered to him. One night at Hanks he had collected about 6 loads when another very hot young guy sitting in a lawn chair bent him over and slurped up all of the sperm babies dripping from his pussy. Hanks usually gets a good sized piggish crowd. The last time I was in Orlando, Bar Code was relatively new. It had a larger outdoor area but was a lot less crowded than Hanks. I haven't been to Orlando for quite awhile so I don't know what it is like now. The two bars are about a 5 minute drive from each other and not close to Parliament House which I hate. Went there once and never went back.

Thanks for the heads up on the tumblr site, too!

The first time I was fucked by a guy was my senior year in high school. We were both 18 then and he was a varsity football player who was dating one of the most popular girls in school while fucking me. He is the only dude that has fucked me bareback, so far, and I loved the sensation of his cum shooting inside me. We always flip fucked each other bareback. As a bi guy I wasn't fucked by another guy until I was 24, this time by a college football player. He used a condom when fucking me and it was with him that I found that I really loved getting fucked. He was amazing when it came to fucking. After fucking me he asked me to fuck him bare, and I did. I have mostly been a top since and have fucked only one other dude bareback once when I was drunk. The other dudes I have fucked since has been with condoms. I never use a condom when fucking females. I just want to get fucked by someone with the talent of that second guy that fucked me and relive the sensation of cum shooting deep inside me. I have a fantasy of a guy saying he is negative but whispering that he is poz when shooting his load inside me. Not sure why that turns me on so much but it does.

Damn, having your slut score visible when you are shirtless is fucking hot. Not sure if I would ever do that, but might in the right situation. A bar in a new city could work, especially if they have a dark room. When I go to clubs I tend to dress pretty slutty, no shirt, no underwear and pants that expose my ass crack. Visible marks would ramp it up even more.

Give me hair. Almost always.

awesome. just awesome.

I remember it well, I was about 12 when I first got violated, it was a snowy morning I used to take the brush from the house and go out and sweep the snow off cars, as a reward for my good deed I used to get thrown a few pence, happy days. But one morning I swept the snow off a car in a different location, the funds were drying up in my usual haunts so I decided to move on. Anyway to cut a very long story short, I cleared the snow off a car, and out popped a head of a man from his balcony, wearing nothing only y-fronts. He beckoned me up to his apartment, and I of course being an innocent young child thought nothing of it, by responding to his request. In I went and he sat me down on the couch, and as a reward for my good deed proceeded to show me his cock, it is to this day a sight I will never forget, I had never seen an adult penis before, and it amazed me. He took my hand and wrapped it around his cock and introduced me to the world of wanking, I remember I seem to have kept it going for ages, and my baby arms were getting tired he asked me to take off my clothes, I was reluctant but his girlfriend that was also in the room said it's ok, young boys do this all the time. I accepted the words of this gentle spoken lady, and proceeded to strip, weirdly enough I also remember my little cock being hard as a rock, it had been hard before I am sure but this hard felt different. Then the strangest of all things happened then, she stripped and they made me watch as they fucked each other. But just as he was about to come he just put the head of his penis up my ass and blew a wad up it. Don't ask me why but I called back several times after, and went through the same process over and over again. He was arrested some time after that and I never seen him again, but it was not long until another predator took his place, I seem to have attracted them as a child. But that was my introduction to raw loads, and I never looked back, have been taking them since.

Hot. I like the looks of it and the feel of it when he is eating my ass.