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Part 7; My AIDS God drove his fancy sports car, whilst Uncle Jim and I got in the back-seat. He instructed me to take my trousers and underwear off, slouch down so I wasn't sitting upright, leaving easier access ... He then started fingering my cunt, and feeding me the toxic load that was swimming inside of me. Part way through the journey my phone pinged, and I managed to check the message, which Uncle Jim leaned over and read too. It was from Ben. 'Please don't do this', with a sad face. He looked at me and began to laugh arrogantly, with his face turning from an evil chuckle to a growling rage, which saw his fingering of my cunt intensify aggressively - Hey Pete, your boy is keeping your death-juice nice and warm for ya. - It's a good job these seats are Leather Jim They both laughed. We arrived at Jim's. We pulled in. The garage door shut, and locked. That was it, I had sealed my own fate. BUT, it's what I wanted. And NEEDED. We all got out, and Jim made me sprawl spread eagle over the bonnet. He slammed right into me, no warning, and power fucked me for a few minutes, then stopped. There is no way I am cumming in you, just yet! We went into the main house, and made our way down into the Basement. It was pitch black! Jim flicked a switch and it lit up with a glowing dim red, so, it still had that dark feeling, but you could clearly see. All over the walls were mirrors, and dozens of large pictures of; the bio-hazard sign, demons and monsters, skulls, the word 'poz'. I was at this point only wearing my tee-shirt, and Jim ripped it from me, and threw me onto the rubber covered mattress, and got my AIDS Master Pete, to help strap me down. Our host kept his stash of chems in his Basement Dungeon, and he gave me my second hit of tina for the evening. I couldn't touch myself, which only served to heighten the mad rush. There I was, wriggling, intoxicated, flying beautifully high, and unable to move. My AIDS Daddies then began to write all over my body with marker pen, with things like; cunt, whore, cum, Demon, Dog, AIDS, FAGGOT,99, Piss, Breed ... Then, they both left, turning off the red lights. I heard the door at the top of the stairs shut. I lay there in complete darkness, silence, and unable to move. Even though I physically lay there, I felt my body elevate, and fly around this wonderful dungeon. I then heard a speaker system come on, and hard house was being pumped in, and into my inner solar system. Several minutes later the red lighting came back on upon Jim & Pete's return, both wearing the same attire as each other; German Army Boots, Leather waistcoat & executioner's hood, plus a Cock-Ring. They stood either side of my torso, with one foot facing inwards to my body, and the other towards my head, so their wasted bodies and gaunt faces both towered above me. They never spoke a word. Just stood there drinking their Heineken's, spitting at me, and tugging at their bulging veiny toxic Fuck-Meat, until they finished the two bottles of drink that they each had. - RIGHT, it is my turn now boy to fuck you, and I guess now we would say, re-charge you! I was unstrapped, had a Leather harness put on me, and ordered on all 4's in the middle of the mattress, parallel to the mirrored wall. - What do you want boy? - Your poz cum Uncle Jim - This is MY Dungeon, you call me Master. Understood you nasTy pig? *He bellowed, whilst flogging me with his Leather paddle* This caused me to have an internal orgasm, and and I began to high pitch whimper, and grunt several time ... - Yes Master. I am so sorry Master. He knelt in between my legs, spreading them wide, pushed my cheeks apart, and stuck his tongue up my cunT, proceeding to rim me and eat me out!

Part 3. After the fuck of my life, John dragged me to the walk-in shower. "Double shower heads. Nice," I said, then later feeling immature for showing how impressed I feel. I walked in the shower and got under the hot water as John dimmed the lights and turned on music that belonged on a sex playlist. He slid in behind me, pushed my chest against the cold, gray tile, and pressed his pecs and long cock against my backside. I moaned softly. Had I ever moaned before? What was happening. The hot water, the steam, and a muscle daddy caressing my body and kissing every inch of me. I was rock hard in a minute. After a deep kiss, John was fully hard again, and he forced me on my back on the tile bench in the middle of the shower. He grabbed a bottle of lube, coated my ass and his cock, and slowly slid in. "Fuuuuuuuuuuck," I moaned, as he slid in. His cock stretching open my now very sore and puffy ass. I focused on his pecs, the shadow of his face, and the warm water, and the pain eased away. Within minutes, I was getting close. I wanted his load this time, I didn't want him to pull out. So I took some initiative. "I want your cum inside me. Please breed me, daddy" I whimpered. He was silent, but I saw a smile start to creep in on the left side of his face, as water poured down his body fro the shower. He kept thrusting into me, tearing me open. It was painful but the pleasure outweighed the pain by far. He grabbed my cock and started tugging, and 30 seconds later I shot all over my chest while he just kept slamming in and out of my battered ass. I kept hoping he shoot, I kept begging, "breed me daddy. Own my ass." A minute later, he pulled out and shoved his cock down my throat and unloaded another massive load of cum, this time filling my throat and mouth. I still wanted his cum in my ass. He dragged me to bed, wrapped his arms around me, pulled me tight to his chest, and we drifted off to sleep. 2:07 AM -- that's what the clock said. I was exhausted. And a little confused. ---- 6:32 AM -- I squinted at the clock. I heard rain on the roof. I rolled off, John was lightly sleeping. At some point during the night, he'd gotten up and put on a white tee shirt. He was snoring ever so softly. I slid in close to him, pressed my face against his pecs and wrapped my hand around his cock. I drifted back to sleep. 8:07 AM -- the shower was running. John was awake. I didn't want to get up yet. I heard him the sound of an electric razor a few minutes after the shower cut off. I thought I'd keep sleeping, or at least see what he would do next. A few minutes later, I heard John back in the bedroom. He slowly pulled the covers off of me as I pretended to sleep, face down. John crawled between me, and pushed his tongue into my ass, rimming me gently and teasing my hole. I was incredibly sore from the night before, but his tongue made my hole twitch with excitement. In one thrust, he pushed his entire cock all the way inside of me. "Fuck!" I shouted. "I knew you were awake, beautiful boy," John replied. He slowly eased my ass open after that, and fucked me for a solid 10 minutes. He then flipped me over, and I could taste my ass on his tongue as he kissed me deeply. Apparently John likes morning sex. I could tell, he was getting close, and quickly. I was going to get his cum inside me. I needed it. I needed to have a piece of this man in my DNA. "Daddy?" I said. "Yes boy," John replied. "I really want your cum inside me," I said. "Oh yea? You want me to breed your boy hole?" John replied. "Fuck yea, breed me, please. Please breed me. Own my ass," I said. "I can't," John replied. Then started violently pounding my ass again. He was about to cum, I knew it. "What, why?" I questioned him. He pulled out, took three tugs on his cock, then shot all over me. "Because I'm poz." Partially in shock, partially turned on, I started shooting a volcano of cum out of my cock. John looked surprised, but dived down and slurped up the second half of my load. He was HIV positive, and I had begged him for his load. More than once, but he kept pulling out. And yet somehow, I still really wanted to feel his cum leaking out of me....

Part 2. "Face down, ass up." John didn't say much when we got to his townhouse on the east side of town. I'd never gone home with a stranger, and as he led me to his bedroom, I tried to take in as much as I could. White linen furniture, industrial high ceilings, and brushed copper accents all over a large townhouse that had a new paint smell. "Strip." He watched me as I nervously took my clothes off. Fuck, why does this belt always get stuck. Impatiently, John pushed me on the bed, ripped my pants off, and spread my legs, launching his tongue deep into my ass. Fuck that feels good, I thought. Thank god I prepared for this. From kissing John earlier, I knew his tongue was longer than most. It's what I first recognized. I could almost feel his tongue diving down my throat. And now his tongue was deeper in my ass than any tongue had ever been. Hell, it felt deeper than some of the pencil dick college boys I've messed around with. Slowly swirling around the outside of my ass, then plunging in as deep as he could go. I buried my head in the egyptian pillow in front of me, grabbed on to the soft tufted headboard, and enjoyed the cool breeze from the fan above as his tongue invaded my very tight hole. I felt like I might cum. I reached around to grab my cock, and he swatted my hand away. "You can touch your cock once I'm inside you. Not until then," he commanded. John flipped me over on my back, took off my shirt, then took off his clothes. I felt my ass muscles contract from the cool air as my eyes locked on those massive, plump pecs, lightly covered with a thin layer of dark hair -- that designer chest hair you see in magazines, where it all lays perfectly in the right direction. Looking up at this muscle daddy on top of me, I knew then and there, I'd give him anything he wanted. "You're so beautiful", John said to me, as he slowly kissed my face, my neck, and nibbled ever so slightly on my ears, while I wrapped my arms and legs around his dominating back and tout waist. His long, thick cock gently teasing my hole. I'd never had a bare cock in my ass. And I got nervous as I felt his mushroom head starting to invade my hole. "I'll put on a condom later, but baby I've gotta feel that velvet smooth ass of yours first," he whispered in my ear, causing me to flinch when he gently rubbed his stubble against the sensitive part of my ear. We locked eyes, and inch by inch, John slowly slid his 9" cock into me. I winced in pain a few times, and he slowly leaned down and tugged on my nipples with his teeth and wet mouth. His cock was big -- bigger than I'd ever taken -- and thick. I knew tomorrow, I'd be sore. I finally felt his meaty balls and the bristly hair around his cock press flush against my very full ass. He kissed me, and gently started thrusting in an out. "Feel good?" he asked. "Yes." I reponded. "Yes, what?" He commanded. "Yes, sir," I said. "Call me daddy," John said, giving me a sexy half smile and quickly pulling his cock out to the tip and thrusting it all the way in. "Fuck, daddy," I winced in pain, but it quickly turned to pleasure. John fucked me like I'd never been fucked before. Why did it feel so good? Was it because I'd never had a raw cock in my ass? or was it because of him? I knew later this would be on my mind, among other things. Hard and fast, John mounted me on my stomach, not letting me touch myself. He then pulled me on my knees so that his chest was pressed against the middle of my back. The arch of his cock rubbing right against prostate. He held my stomach, kissed my ear, and in a slow rhythm, my ass fully accepted his cock as a welcome visitor. "You want to cum? You've got to work for it," John said as he spun me around and pulled me onto his lap. Up until this point, I'd forgotten all about a condom. Then I panicked a little. "Should you put on a condom?" I nervously asked. "Do you want me to?" John replied. I paused, I looked down at that beautiful long cock. I slowly moved my eyes up to his pecs, and that stubbly face, and his bald head, and then his deep blue eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slowly got on top of him, and slid down his bare cock all the way to the base. "Good boy," John said. I rode him for a few minutes. I was getting close, and I hadn't even touched myself. I was getting close to losing control, when John reached down, grabbed my cock, and jerk it violently. "Cum for me baby boy," John said. I coated his chest in cum, splattering semen all of his pics and chin. "Lick it up," John said. I did -- slowly slurping up the quickly cooling cum from his chest -- and then his chin. Before I could swallow, John kissed me, and his stretched tongue once again invaded my mouth and throat, like he was trying to steal the cum away from me. I felt his cock pulse inside my slightly sore ass, but I wasn't sure if he had cum. John flipped me on my back, grabbed my ankles, and slammed his cock into me. He was no longer fucking me, he was pounding my ass. Relentlessly. Quickly. Owning my hole. The soreness I felt was quickly fleeting, and within 30 seconds, my cock was rock hard again. "You want my cum?" John asked. "Fuck yea, daddy." I said. "Where?" John asked. I didn't know what to say. I'd never had a bare cock, let alone cum in my ass. Did he want to cum inside me? Where else would he want to? Would it be safe? Could a man this beautiful have any wrong intentions? "Tell me you want daddy to breed that boy hole," John said, before I could respond to his first question. I tossed inhibitions to the wind. "Fuck yea, breed my daddy. I want that load deep in my ass." John flashed that sexy grin, then a few second later, I saw his sweaty pecs tense up, and I knew he was about to cum, I was about to get my first load in my ass. But right before he shot, John abruptly pulled out of my ass and sprayed cum, and I mean a lot of fucking cum, all over my chest. Some of it even hit my face and my nose. Fuck, that was hot. Fuck, I wanted that inside me. Fuck, why did he pull out? I was too scared to ask.

Part 24 Dante Keanu took multiple loads from Home Slice and myself all night long. By morning the cum was dripping from his well fucked hole. We grabbed a short nap before heading out on our sight seeing for the afternoon. We were on the boat ride out to the Arizona Memorial when I got a secure coded text. It was done, Home Slice’s father was dead. He wouldn’t find out until we were back home. I also received a message from Miguel. I had asked for a background check on Keanu. I wanted to know how truthful he had been with us about his life. Everything Miguel food it about him, his parents, his life in foster care and his now living in the streets were exactly what he told us. The next day I called the airlines and added another first-class ticket for Keanu. I also had to change our flight to the red eye in order to accommodate all three of us in the middle route of the 787's first-class cabin. The rest of the vacation we hung out at the house. Our departure date was approaching and I could tell Keanu was getting a little down at the idea of saying goodbye to his new friends. I hadn’t told Home Slice that I bought Keanu a ticket to fly back with us. We had 2 days left before we were scheduled to leave when I asked Keanu, “Do you have a valid ID?” He looked at me funny and answered, “Yeah, of course I have a valid ID.” I then let him know, “That’s good since you’ll need it when we board our flight back home I two days.” Keanu and Home Slice looked at me then each other when I produced a third airline ticket with under the Keanu Kalakaua. They both hugged me I appreciation (Keanu hugged me a lot harder. I did have to lay down the ground rules for my generosity. “I want you to know that I expect you to pay me back for the expenses that I am going to incur with helping you move. I’m not talking about slavery. You’ll come work for me. I'll team you up with x someone who will show how we do business and the different ways you can make money. You might use part us the money you earn director I your pocket to pay me back there is indirect money that I get that I will use towards the money I use to help you out. That money is the cost of your plane ticket and money for clothes. Crew members are always able to crash at my place, but I have a feeling you’ll get invitations from a handful of my crew to ‘crash’ with them once they get a sight of your ass and cock. Keanu agreed to the terms and we all slammed up and fucked the night away. The last couple days we just chilled and packed you to head out. All Keanu had Were the clothes on his back and his surfboard. We went out and picked up a case to put his surfboard in for the fight. We arrived at the airport and boarded the plane. Keanu had told us this would be the first time he had ever flown. Home Slice whispered to me, “We should make it memorable with the ‘mile high’ club.” I nodded my head in agreement. About an hour into the fight I told Keanu to head to the rest room and wait there into he heard a ‘special’ knock. Home Slice went first entering the restroom you find Keanu with his board shorts and his ankles. He fucked him really quick dropping his load into our new crew member. I quickly entered the bathroom as Home Slice exited to see Keanu with his ass ready for my cock. I slid inside him slowly causing him to quietly moan. I whispered to him, “You’re lucky to be able to come with us, lucky to be fucked by me and my boy and you will be lucky once you've converted poz.” He showed he gratitude by pushing back and working his ass to milk my poz load it me. my cock. In a low voice he then started to all, “Fuck yeah, give me that poz cock, breed me like you’ve been breeding me all week. Knock up my neg ass, I want to be part of your crew. Mark me, make my like your boy. Poz me up.” This talk went right to my balls as I filled fling him with my toxic load. I knew that began myself and Home Slice, this boy’s ass would be poz by next week. After I finished I noticed that Keanu had shot his load all over the wall and toilet seat. I mentioned him you clean up his mess before heading back to his seat. When I pulled my cock from his ass I noticed a slight dribble of cum leak out. I knew he’d broadly be leaking some cum the rest of the flight telling him, “Be sure to wipe yourself up too, and clench that ass to keep as much of that jizz inside yourself as possible.”min

I'm Parker -- 21, 5' 10, 165 lbs. of pretty lean muscle. There's nothing big about me, but my pecs are pretty defined, my abs are toned, and I pretty much stay smooth from my years on the high school swim team. I've got short cropped brown hair, and one of those faces that will stay boyish for at least 20 years, but my jaw is defined enough to give me a manly look. So I'm told. It's my third year and college -- in a small southern town -- and I came out my freshman year after getting drunk off cranberry vodkas and bud lights and jerking off with my roommate, Ben, who turned out to be a total bottom slut, despite his 9" cock. My friends all mess around, and cheat on each other, and fuck each other, but is it really cheating if everyone is ok with it? We tend to get drunk, have sex, then never talk about it until it happens again a few weeks later. There's a group of about 7 of us, and I've both fucked, and been fucked, by all of them. But up until this point in my life, I didn't really know what good sex was. Cute college guys flopping around in bed, awkwardly getting each other off, and trying to figure out sex. But all that was about to change. It was Ben's birthday, and we were headed out to the gay bars in downtown. The typical Flex bar, filled with college guys, the makeup queens, a few muscle guys, and the old daddies. Ya know, the kinda bar where you know everyone but you keep going back, hoping to meet someone new. That night, I did. When we walked in, Ben was already sloppy drunk, and looking desperate. His pale skin and blonde hair didn't really make him that cute, and he rarely hit the gym, but there was something about him that people are attracted to. And his ass is amazing. "It's my birthday, and I HAVE to get fucked," Ben said. "If I don't find someone to go home with, will you fuck me tonight?" "Sure," I said. Hoping, and praying, it wouldn't come to that. A few drinks later, I gazed around the musky bar, not seeing anyone interesting, and giving up for the night. I hit the dance floor with the boys, feeling oddly sleepy, and desperately horny, trying to blend in. Glancing over at the cages, my eyes caught the attention of a man who would change my life, though I didn't know it at the time. He was 5'11", olive skin, buzzed head, square jaw, and loaded head to toe with muscle. The rock solid arms, the big, round shoulders, and the -- what I like to call -- "fuck me pecs." You know, the perfectly round chest that you want to feel and squeeze with your legs raised in the air with a hard cock tearing your ass apart. Yep, he had those pecs, tightly squeezing through his gray crew neck t-shirt and tight bleached jeans. I could see the outline of what looked like a pretty sizable cock bulging through his crotch. I knew I wanted that. I tried not to stare. "Parker, are you ok? Why aren't you dancing?" Ben asked. "Oh, umm, sorry - do you know who that guy is over there?" I asked. "No. But he's at least 45. Why would you even be interested," Ben responded, with a bitchy tone. And that's where I'm different from the rest of the crew. They're all focused on 20-somethings, while I'm always drawn to the daddies. No, the muscle daddies. Maybe it's because of a bad relationship with my actual dad, who knows. But I know that's what turns me on. I tried not to stare at the mystery muscle man, but I kept catching his eyes. He looked at me with a sly, southern grin. But not for too long, just long enough to make me know he was interested, but not desperate. Getting lost in the music, I turned around a few minutes later, and had to pee. I walked in the bathroom and saw Eric, from the soccer team, fucking Ben at the urinal. Ben was begging for it like a bitch in heat. I felt relieved. I wouldn't have to fuck him tonight, and after seeing the mystery muscle man, I didn't want to. I made my way to the bar, sat down, and ordered a vodka tonic. I was over it and ready to go home. The bartender, Monty, flirted with me a little. He's a cute Mexican who fucked me a few years ago when I first started coming to Flex. I thought for a few minutes about trying to take him home again. But right as I was about to order another drink, I suddenly felt a warm, scratchy stubble tickling my ear. "We're leaving, I want to be inside you." I turned, and in almost shock, I saw the muscle mystery guy, grabbing me by my arm, pulling me against the wall of the bar, and kissing me deeply. I didn't know what to say, or what to do. I dropped a $20 on the bar and left with him. Turns out, his name is John.

Part 6; My AIDS God for several further minutes, staying fully hard, continued to slowly fuck me, grinding in his extremely toxic juice, into his cunT. Yes, his cunT, he now owns it! - You shot your load, didn't you boy? - Yes Sir - Get on the ground, lick it up, without swallowing, then come and kiss your AIDS Master! I did as I was told, and licked up my creamy neg cum off of the shower floor. I got up, and he grabbed me, thrusting his tongue deep into my mouth. We kept exchanging my cum back and forth between each other's mouth's. He pulled back, licked his lips, and swallowed. - MmmmmmmM. Your last ever neg load tastes damn sweet. Delicious. Thank you boy. I can't wait to taste what your poz load will taste like. Now get on your knees and clean my Dick - Yes Sir I got on my knees. Fuck. The Man was still fucking HARD! I licked up and down his toxic shaft, cleaning a cocktail of my neg cunt juice, and some very highly viral DNA! - GET up boy, time to go back to the cabin; You've done a great job cleaning Sir's toxic weapon - Thank you Sir We made our way back,with the other AIDS Daddy following us. The 3 of us all went inside. Door locked! - Sit in the corner boy - Yes Sir - Right, let's get acquainted properly, I'm Pete - 'ello Pete mate. I'm Jim. That was one hell of a show you put on, I come here a lot, and have never seen anything like it. - Thanks Jim ... Oi, boy, crawl to the middle of the room and say hello properly to your Uncle Jim. I crawled over on my hands and knees, to where Uncle Jim was standing, next to AIDS Master Pete. I looked up at him, catching the sight of his bulge beneath his towel on the way up to his face. He grabbed his crotch, and started rubbing... - Hello Uncle Jim - Hello sexy boy. You were looking at this weren't you? His eyes looked downwards at his ever growing bulge. I nodded. He removed his towel to reveal his very own toxic Fuck-weapon! He began to milk his perineum area, and after a few minutes, a creamy substance started oozing out. - Get under Uncle Jim's Dick, and open that sweet mouth of yours, and stick your tongue out, and keep it out. I did as I was told. He then started to smear this creamy substance on my tongue. - Gonnorhoea Pete, mate. Been carrying around this beauty for around 3 months now - I thought it was. Better get that sorted Jim - Yeah, after tonight. I had better fuck your boy. This will help your aggressive fuckers to take up permanent residence. BUT, what would be an absolute certainty, is if we both blood-slammed him He ordered me to ingest the infection he just gave to me. - You wanna be blood-slammed boy? - What's that Uncle Jim? - It's where your Daddy Pete & I, draw our blood, and inject it into you. Then you'll know for absolute certain that you will get what you are after Before I knew it, I started frantically tugging at my neg dick, my eyes widened, my mouth lay open, and I was making these weird grunting noises. I think I gave them their answer. - Wanna take this to my place Pete? I have a Dungeon in my Basement, which I have had for 20 odd years now, so, it is very well equipped. - FUCK YEAH Jim. Perfect timing for him to have another hit of tina when we are there. I'll take us all in my car. It's only parked around the corner. You can give me instructions how to get to yours when we leave. C'mon let's hit the road, and give this nasTy cunt what he is BEGGING for. We got to reception, and Ben was still on shift. We'd known each other for years. He was a well behaved young Man. Nothing wrong with that. He said he wanted a word with me. Jim & Pete said they'd wait outside, and were stern with telling me not to keep them waiting long. - I heard what went on in the shower areas. Please tell me that wasn't you? My eyes glistened, and I smiled - Yes Ben, it was me, I know, naughty, we aren't meant to have sex in the shower areas, sorry - No, one of those guys comes here a lot. And, he is trouble. Please don't go with them. And as for what I heard went on, you can stay with me here behind the counter, and we can grab a bite to eat after my shift. And we can go to the clinic tomorrow and you can get PEP. - Thing is Ben, I don't want PEP. This is the life I have craved for years, and I am now embracing it. Thank you for caring. I know you mean well. See you next week for our Coffee & Cake afternoon we already have planned. Bye mate.

Part 43 　 As we were coming down from our orgasms, I glanced over towards Hank. He was just groaning out his release of his toxic cum into the boyfriend of the guy who had just fucked me and I was pretty certain that new guy was going to join the poz club soon. His gaping hole was visible from where I lay and was dripping poz cum and Randy, the stripper was just walking up and had a huge hard on and his mammoth cock was ready to inject another load into that previously neg hole. As Randy got ready to ram his cock into the guy, he all at once, held up, and drove his fingers in first. He just rammed them hard and almost destroyed the poor guys hole while dragging his nails on the way out. He did this several times and I could see blood starting to flow and the guy was almost in tears. Then Randy rammed his mammoth cock in deep in one hard thrust, telling the guy, you are definitely going home with HIV tonight now. He then started to just plainly assault the guys hole, which had to tear it even more. The poor guy was whimpering but seemed to be getting almost as much pleasure out of it as pain. He was gasping for breath, also. I was so intent on watching that hole destruction, I didn't notice that Hank had crawled up between my, still wide open legs, and then all at once he stuck his cock into my dripping hole deep. I almost jumped clear off of the couch I was on. He clamped his lips to mine and his tongue invaded my mouth as he started to stroke his cock in and out of my hole. I was totally into it almost immediately and was pushing my ass back onto him on every in thrust, trying to get him deeper and deeper into me. Since Hank had cum already a couple of times that evening, I knew I was in for a long session of my hole being used. We pushed and pulled and caressed each other, over and over again. We almost broke the couch down as it was creaing under us from the pounding. Almost an hour went by before I could feel Hank's cock start to grow and get even harder and I knew he was almost ready to cum. My own cock was twitching and tickling me and I knew I was close also. Another couple of minutes later and I was yelling, I am cumming and my cock spurted and Hank told me my ass was squeezing his cock and he was going to explode and then did, erupting deep inside me and spilling me with his highly toxic cum. OMG, another load of HIV in me, I had now lost count, but wow what magnificent sex. I glanced at the clock and it was almost midnight now.

Part 25 Home Slice We arrived back home and I we surprised to find Robbie waiting for me. He told me that I needed to go see my mother right away, somethings happened to my father. He wouldn’t tell me anything more but said I could let him drive. We rode over to my house in silence. When we pulled up I noticed numerous cars parked in the driveway and on the street. I walked in to have my mother hug me as she cried, “Chris, I’m sorry to tell you, your father was mugged and apparently he tried to fight back and the mugger shot him. They rushed him to the hospital where he died.” I wasn’t sure what to feel. My mother just got me my son of a bitch father is dead. Part of me is sad, but part of me is glad I don’t have to have him to deal with any more. I knew he was trying to cause trouble for Dante, and that wouldn’t have be good. I hugged my mother tightly before friends and family members who were there to pay their respects began to comfort me. Dante I knew Robbie was taking Home Slice to his mother’s where he would learn on his father’s death. I'd never tell him that Miguel and I played a role in his father’s death. It was necessary since his father was starting to stir up trouble accusing me of raping his son. This accusation could mean brought undue attention possibly causing trouble for my business. Now that he's dead there’s no one screaming to the police to investigate the rape allegation. Home Slice told the police a while back that he willingly consented we we had sex. Of course he omitted that he was high as fuck, but he never said no and asked to be fucked. I introduced Keanu to the crew that was hanging out. I told them that he is now part of our crew (this let them know that he’d been fucked by me since that’s how someone becomes part of our crew). I could see a couple of them eyeing him up and down ready to pounce on his ass and cock. He quickly made new friends and I started to figure who I should team him with to learn the business. Before I knew it, a small group headed out to the patio, stripped naked and jumped into the pool. They began to kiss and feel each other’s naked bodies. They then moved the action to the pool house where I turned on the camera to watch the action. They put Keanu in the sling as a pipe was pulled out and they stared smoking while someone prepare slams for all to enjoy. I kept watching as I recorded everything as they slammed Keanu first. I’m sure that they were pleasantly surprised to see his 7.5” cock go rock hard as he coughed and ride his rush. They spent most of the day fucking each other. Keanu settled into our crew perfectly. He became one of my best sellers, especially when he learned how to get extra cash for his poz seed. There was always someone out there wanting themselves or another person pozzed up. Home Slice figured out that Miguel and I had his father killed. He didn’t get angry when he figured it out, he knew it had to be done. He then proceed to slam himself with the biggest slam he’d ever done and I fucked him non stop for 6 hours.

Hey guys, FTM here. This thread makes me so happy. As a gay guy, it’s just recently I’ve discovered that the community is much more open about us than I originally thought. I’m in Vegas and always looking for friends… With benefits of course. ? Oh, and I totally use the words pussy and cunt. Probably more than I should. Lol. I’m open to talk, it really takes a lot to offend me.

Part 5; Sex is not normally allowed in the shower area, but an incredible show was just about to be put on, so, I am sure the rules could be bent on this one occasion! We got to the shower area, and there were two showers free. We took the end one, where I at his command held onto the bit that held the shower head that was firmly in the wall. Some guys were showering, some were drying, and some were passing through to get to another part of the sauna. His voice boomed out; - May I have your attention please my fellow good Men? I am HIV+, I have the strain that I first became infected with in the late 80s, and the Cuban strain that I acquired more recently due to being a fucked up nasTy sex pig. Now this sexy handsome young Man wants something from me, don't you. - Yes Sir - Tell the good people what it is you want from me - I want you to infecT me with your poz cum Sir - You have been begging me to infecT you, haven't you boy - Yes Sir, and I will continue to beg for as long as it takes for you to give me what I want, and what I as a worthless FAGGOT deserve! Someone from the gathering crowd piped up; - Fuck YEAH, I gotta see this nasTy horny sh!t go down He took my towel away from me, revealing my pert tight high round ASS - Holy sh!t, I wish it was me that was knocking up that cutie! I suddenly felt his nasTy piece of AIDS-Meat slapping on my ASS cheeks - What's my viral load boy, remember? - Isn't it 13.3 Million copies, Sir - Yes boy, well done, but louder so everyone can hear you. What is Sir's viral load? - 13.3 Million Sir *I said , raising my voice* I think he was trying to humiliate me, which turned me on to no end. He turned to the crowd, which was building ... - So, are there any objections? I stood up straight to get a good look at everyone. And everyone seemed to be fully erect, most stroking their hard Dicks. I think everyone was excited to witness my life change! I suddenly caught the eye of another AIDS fucker, looking at my Sir with an evil looking smirk, as though to say, 'I know your game, because I play it too' ... He walked over, sporting his Bio-hazard tattoo on his left pec. He also was yellow, skinny, and gaunt. FUCK, did I pick the right day or whaT to come here. He re-positioned me to how I was before I stood up straight, stood to the side of me, parted my ASS cheeks; - Go on mate, fuck your boy. Do NOT make him wait any longer. I felt my AIDS God grab my hips, and penetrate me and begin fucking my eager begging to be pozzed, neg cunt. As he fucked he spanked my bubble cheeks. - Oh Fuck YEAH. Your cunT is feeling very warm and silky wrapped around my Death-weapon, and soon I am going to take full ownership of it, boy! - Fuck Sir, I have secretly waited years for this moment to cum, when a REAL Man would claim full ownership of me by giving me his DNA ~ I CANNOT wait! My AIDS God's soon to be partner in crime began to make himself fully present in our worlds from here on in; - I heard ALL of what you both said. The entire dialogue! Fucking NASTY mate! I am unmedicated too, and also have a super-infection. But I have Hep C, also. - I have Hep C too - Oh yeah, know your Genotype? Mine is 6! - Mine is 2! - GREAT! My HIV super-infection is subtype AE. Between the pair of us we've got plenty to keep his immune system very busy. - Join us in my private cabin when we are done here if ya like. - Fuckin' DONE mate! They are having this conversation whilst my Sir is fucking me, attention not even on me, just being used like some piece of Fuck-Meat, and I couldn't have asked for more, or been happier, although, I was about to get MUCH more! The new AIDS Daddy that had joined us pulled my cheeks apart ... 'Go on mate, infecT him .... INFEEEEECT HIIIIIIM' The second time he said it was really loud. MY AIDS God picked up his pace and it kept hitting my prostate each time he was in deep. And that was it, I started pumping my neg cum without my cock even being touched. I felt a powerful electrical surge rage through my body, as I hyperventilated, whimpered, and screamed in extreme poz-itive ecstasy. Now that my prostate had it's release, my cunt really began to feel the invasion on each thrust. It felt like I was being stretched by clouds and razor-blades at the same time, and I was fucking floating on them! A guy about 1 foot away from me, in a shower, kept pressing the water each time it stopped to keep himself wet, as he tugged on his Big Dick, looking at me, mouthing stuff like; 'Fucking AIDS whore', and 'Nasty Poz FAGGOT' with an intense evil grin. Then the momenT came where my life changed. - OH FUCK YEAH, I am about to inject my lethal poison into you. You ready boy? - YES. Knock me up Sir. Fucking own my soul Sir with your Demon seed! Then came about 15 seconds of intense, hard, demon power fucking, THEN, he started to cum, and when I say cum, he roared like something that didn't even sound Human. He really sank into my hips with his fingers. Through his roaring I could hear whoever was watching either grunt as they shot their load, clapping, or cheering. His filthy toxic sperm didn't have the usual wet and warm feeling. It felt wet, and ... HOT. It actually felt like it was burning. And I fully accepted it, as it bathed in my charged up cunT.

Part 4; One thing he wasn't wearing when we met, was his military Leather cap, and keeping his Leather knee length Boots on the cap went on too. Oh FUCK; Can you imagine, a wasted skinny gaunt guy, with full Beard, totally naked except his Cock-Ring, knee length Boots with a Leather military cap? I looked at him, and thought, 'What a fucking God'. My very own AIDS God! I 'SO' needed him to be running through my veins forever, and, I NEEDED that to happen IMMEDIATELY! My cunt was literally twitching internally, massaging my prostate. He was stood outside his door waiting for me to follow. At this moment I couldn't move. I had my hands on the wall, my ASS arched right out, completely dripping with sweat, breathing heavily. 'C'mon boy. It's show time' 'OMG Sir, I think I am about to cum' He wasn't touching me, I wasn't touching me, but what was about to happen to me, and the Tina, fuck, they were touching me alright. He gave an evil smirk. He walked back in, leaving the door open this time, and groped and slapped my butt cheeks for a few minutes. He then gripped my waist tightly and said loudly; - The thought of me infecTing you with HIV is turning you on is it, boy? - Yes Sir. I NEED to be infecTed. And I WANT it to be you, no one else. You are my chosen Gifter - You definitely want it? - Yes Sir! - Then BEG for it you nasTy pig - Oh PLEASE Sir, infecT me - InfecT you with what? - With your two strains of HIV, Sir - You mean you want my toxic DNA to be embedded in your system, for LIFE? - Yes Sir - Then Beg. I fucking said BEG - InfecT me Sir, with your aggressive toxic DNA ... PLEEEEEEEASE! The end of his Dick had been pressing against my cunT since he gripped my waist, then suddenly, he slid in, balls deep, and started pumping Hard & Fast in my hungry neg cunt. - Oh Fuck Yeah, you nasTy fuck. Love to see those sores on my Dick go in and out, as your outer cunt grips onto my toxic Fuck-weapon! Oh ay ay, looks like we have an audience already. Boy, look out towards the door ... I looked, and stood at the entrance to my God's cabin were 3 Men, all naked, all beating off their beautiful Dicks. One of them piped up and said; - We heard what you said. Fucking nasTy, and completely HOT. Wish it was me you were Fucking & Breeding. - Sounds like we just got our first rave review boy, time to take this to a bigger audience, time to hit the showers! We stopped fucking, I wrapped my towel around me, he locked his cabin, and off we went. I felt like I was walking the Pearly Gates to Heaven.

PART 2 i was so nervous but sex was leading down the hall, his hand gently guiding me. His room was sparse but it wa nice. He led me in and closed the door. He looked me over as I stared at him. Finally, he spoke. “Obviously, we know each other outside of this room. That’s a totally diffferent place and it’s no ones busniness what we do here. And call me Tim. That’s my first name”, he said before smiling and adding “now get out of those clothes and get comfortable.” With that, he reached and pulled off his underwear, freeing that gorgeous man cock. I was shy, but I got naked. “Let me see you. Damn, you are hot Chris. Turn around and show me that ass. What a hot ass. Spread now so I can see your little hole. Show me, show me your boyhole,” the last part coming out almost in a whisper. I had no idea what was gonna happen or what to do, but I showed him. “Hot fucking hole. What a sexy butt. Have you gotten fucked yet Chris?” He asked. I wasn’t gonna lie, so I told him the truth. “I... I’ve sucked two guys from school a few times that’s it,” I said nervously. He grinned. “We are gonna have so much fun. Just so you know what I like, I like most everything, but most of all I like to play with a young guys butt. Touch it, lick it, fuck it. Stuff I think you want badly,” he said in a low sexy voice. I just nodded. I was so excited and nervous. “Chris, there’s something I have to do. Lay down on the bed on your tummy. Yeah, that’s it now spread your legs open a little more. Perfect,” he instructed. And then i felt him climb on the bed and crawl between my legs. I had no idea what was next. I felt him lower himself and then I felt his breath, hot as it hit my asscheeks. I felt his hands grab those cheeks and slowly pull them apart. He seemed to get even closer and I heard him inhale deeply. “God your little butt smells so fucking good Chris. So tangy and musky just like it should be,” he whispered.he was so close his face was now basically in my ass crack. And then I felt it. ThAt first flick of a wet tongue, his wet tongue, sliding across my virgin hole. I gasped and bucked, but he had a firm grip as he now lashed out at it, attacking it with his tongue. His mouth was sucking and licking and it had me gasping for breath as I bucked and writhed and learned the ectasy of having a man lick my boy hole. His tongue swirled and teased. It drove strong and deep. His mouth suckled my hole, devouring it. It felt so good I was losing control and making noises I had never made before. It just felt so good. I didn’t even care about my cock. Mr Johnson, Tim, knew how to make my ass feel better than my cock had ever felt. I continued to melt with his attention. It just felt so good. All I cared about was Tim playing with my ass. Whatever I had to do to keep this ecstasy going, to make him want to give my butt attention. He was just so good. It seemed like he loved it as much as me, and I wondered if it made him hard to play with my ass like this. I wondered if he loved my hole as much as I loved him playing with it. I wanted him too. I wanted my hole to please him.

Part 1; I'm a 23 year old neg sex pig, and today was no exception, I was feeling fucking horny as HELL. So, into the shower, wash, and a real thorough douche of my sweet round ASS that I am very proud of, I should be, I work it out regularly enough, then, off I went to my usual sauna haunt. Ben was on the counter. - Hey Ben, how ya doing? - Hey Ollie. GREAT thanks. How are you mate? - I'm doing very good thanks. Too fucking Horny though. - Really. What brings you here then ... He said, being silly We both laughed. I paid my entrance. Given the usual locker key, and towel, and off to the locker area I went. BUT, today was different than usual. A guy in full Leather Gear (Chaps, Boots, and a Leather Waistcoat) was lurking around, drinking a Beer. He was also wearing a Cock-Ring that housed a massive bulging with veins erection. What made this look even HOTTER, was, he was skinny, gaunt, yellow, and a big Bio-Hazard tattoo above his naval. This Man screamed Danger. He screamed Death. BUT FUCK, I was already intoxicated! I found my locker, and got undressed and out of the corner of my eye I could see DANGER Man just staring! I locked up, wrapped my towel around me, and went to walk to the spa when I heard . - OI, cunt, stop right there!!! He kinda startled me, and part of me was saying to myself, 'fucking walk Olllie', a natural reaction I guess if the brain senses danger. BUT, as said, I was already intoxicated. So I froze. He came up from behind, and ripped my towel off letting it fall to the ground. - FUCK Yeah. One peachy round ASS! He slapped each cheek hard, then he parted them, spat on his fingers, and made my CUNT wet. He then inserted a finger. I gasped. - Sweet Jesus. You are one super tight Bitch! Right, get ya towel back on, and come with me to my private cabin. I am your very own private AIDS Daddy for the afternoon. I got my towel back on, and started following him as he walked off. I was filled with utter Fear. Yet, I was filled with an immense erotic intense excitemenT ?☣️?

Hi all I am following this site from sometime now and love this site. Finally I signed up and wanted to share a real incident that happened this 4th July 15, 2018 vacation. Little background I am in a relationship with my boyfriend for now 10+ years now. We are Indians and in India its not that easy to be gay. We met through a hooking site and from first date after months of chatting we were in love. We used to meet every weekend from Friday night till Sunday night. Sex was awesome atleast once everyday during the weekend. All were going great but then I had to relocate to US (which I was declining because of him as I didn’t want not to see him) but finally we talked and he said go ahead with the opportunity and be back in 2 years. I left for US but I made sure to come back and see him atleast 3 times a year for a week. In the meantime he also tried to come to US as we were planning to settle in US and get married. Finally he came to US after 3.5 years I have been to US. Though we are in different cities in US but we meet often Lately our sex life has declined a lot we don’t have much sex he says he is going through midlife crises and so libido decreased (he is 38yrs and I m 32) but I am very sexual and horny guy. He is total top and I am vers love to fuck and to get fucked. He is very safe kind of person and even we have condom sex most of the time. I was monogamous once I met him. Once he shared his gmail password and after many months I thought of reading his gmail chats and found out while I was in US he was meeting other guys that just devasted me and I was mad and I confronted him he said just couple of times and nothing much just coffee and kiss that’s all I thought of breaking up but I love him so much I could not leave him but after couple of months when I thought of him fucking others kind of aroused me. We patched up after couple of months of not talking but now I decided to have sex with others as well after all why I should be the only one. I started hooking up but safe always. In US also when I went to his place I found a half used lube bottle and 9 condom pack that means he is having sex even in US with others behind my back but I didn’t confront him time as I know I cant live without him. But I started fucking around too and we two know that we are fucking others but we never talk about it and we pretend to be monogamous. This 4th July we went for a long trip to monument valley, zion, antelope and vegas. Now a days we don’t have much sex. We were in vegas staying a casino on stripe, we roamed around and then had drinks we went to our room and he ate and slept but I was still drinking. I was horny I went downstairs to casino and went to bar to have some more drinks and logged in to grindr. One gy from Ohio hit me we chatted a bit. i was drunk and horny as hell. He said he is with his friends and cannot host neither can I as my bf is sleeping in our room. He was a bottom and very particular about safe sex even his profile in grindr says in bold “ONLY SAFE SEX”. He asked where I am (he was also staying in the same casino) I told him the bar and in 5mins he showed up next to me. We chatted in bar and it got heated up he said at this time (it was around 2AM) we can go to pool area and he can suck me off. At that moment I just wanted to get sucked and either fuck or get fucked. I was scared as its public place and a stranger but after some chatting I said lets do it, lets go. Went to pool side and it was not dark at all and there was a guy sleeping there may be drunk. I was scred but he said its 2AM and nobody there and no one going to come. He then just went down unzipped me and started sucking me and man was he a good sucker!!! He sucked me deep and asked him to suck/lick my all and he was awesome. Then we kissed deep and then I again forced him to suck me deep and I lowered his shorts and started to fingering him. I started with 1 finger then 2 and then 3 while he is working on my dick. Then I turned him around and started eating his ass. After some time I started to rub my cock on his hole and whispered in his ear “condom?” he noded that he doesn’t have one and even I didn’t have one (I was with my boyfriend cant even think of hooking up with others). I was so disappointed and just kept on rubbing and I was so drunk and horny I started teasing his hole and started inserting tip of my cock to his hole and to my surprise he started moaning. I got courage (remember his profile says in bold safe sex and also in bar he said safe only) and inserted little more (I don’t know what I was thinking my bf is sleeping upstairs, he is always so safe event with me and here I am doing bareback). And finally I inserted my full dick bareback deep inside of him and he instead of resisting he moaned loudly (not that loudly, we are in public place near pool and its full lighted up). I continued to fuck him deep and deep and fast then I pulled out I didn’t want to cum inside him and made him to suck and boi he started to suck so nicely and started to lick my balls (balls and inner thighs are supper sensitive and turns me super horny). After sometime I just cant resist and tuned him and started fucking him again bareback he was moaning and started saying fuck me hard, give it to me and all. I was so turned on (I really take time to cum and can fuck for hour) and finally I came inside him. I was so feeling guilty and told him sorry and was pulling out but he said no be inside him it was awesome. Then he cleaned me up and I told him we are leaving afternoon may be around noon my bf will meet his colleague how works in IT in MGM and if possible I can fuck him gain. I went up to my room ate and slept hugging my boyfriend and he had no idea what I did. That feeling of cheating my boyfriend was so turn on I dont know why. Next day I got up at noon and my bf met and came back after meeting his colleague and I cudnt meet the guy again though he kept messaging. I had hooked up but when my bf was in other cities but first time he was with me and sleeping in our hotel room and i was breeding someone else and then I went back and cuddled and slept so arousing. We are back to SF and he will be going back to Chicago. I already scheduled an appointment with clinic to get Prep next week. Now I want to get fucked in bathhouse and 442. Am I normal? Becoming a slut? I need to open up my relation but don’t know how, how to talk to him about it? Should I tell him that I am going for prep or he will think I am being a slut? I know he is also fucking others but he is very safe always. I love him cant live without him but at the sametime we are not having sex at all and I am very sexual. What u guys say? How to open up? By the way its real story not a fiction.

I never had a bot or sub not wanting to drink my piss & be showered. I may be wrong but I think every gay bot drinks good male piss

"I need a new home." This is the first greeting message that I received from Grindr when I switched on my grindr at my hotel after a long day meeting near London, having traveled there from my home town some 200 miles to the north. " Sorry I'm not a local here, I probably can't help you with that. Or did you sent a message to me in error?" I asked out of courtesy. Our conversation carried on from there and we agreed to meet at a local sleazy bar for some drinks. I douched and headed my way out. I arrived at the bar. My mystery man was a cool looking daddy bear, looking slightly better than his pics, wearing a singlet for the summer. I bought him drinks, we exchanged pleasantries, and within thirty minutes he again was bitching about needing a new home. "Whats wrong with your home?" I asked out of curiousity. "It's just getting bored with my current home. I just want to live in a new home," he replied. He refused to elaborate more about his home when I tried probing further, and he stood up and twitched his neck sideway, signalling me to follow him to check out the door room area of the bar. Within five seconds of having ventured into the dark room, it was pitch dark and he was holding my hand and we found a cosy corner and started making out. He striped my shirt and threw it few feet away and, kissing me passionately, he began rubbing his spit-lubed fingers on my arse. He also unzipped his trousers, withdrew his dick and, without a word to me even suggesting I suck it, he turned me around, placed his cockhead against my hole, and dove right in with one stroke, remaining there for several seconds, flexing his dick muscle, making me moan a little. He apparently took my moan as an approval, as he began fucking me, doing so smoothly for about five minutes. Then he picked-up his momentum, his pace became increasingly ragged, and his thigh muscles tightened as he whispered in my ear "My virus needs a new home in which to live," blowing his load deep into my hole. It took me couple seconds to realise what that phrase means and pushed him away, albeit a wee too late. I pulled-up my boxers and my pants, retrived my t-shirt and went out of the dark room, but he wasn't there anymore. About five minutes later I received another Grindr notification from my phone. It was that same guy, and his message was simply "I need a new home."

Part 3; - And don't forget my viral load is 13.3 Million copies, because I will be asking you later to remember that figure - Stop playing with your cunt, boy. Sit up and lick my fucking disgusting Dick. No sucking, just licking up and down my shaft, and my bell end! I eagerly got on my knees and licked as per command. I don't know why, maybe the whore in me, I began to pay attention to the sores he had, wiggling over them with the tip of my tongue. I looked up at my AIDS god. He spat on me a few times, smirking ... - You like those Syphilis sores, boy? I nodded. He stepped away from me, taking off his Leather waistcoat, chaps, and knee high boot, and stood there naked; Super skinny, gaunt, and yellow, and, HOT as fucking HELL. I swear I was having an internal orgasm just by looking at him. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, gave himself a real evil twisted smirk, and said, so cunt, what do you think to Sir's sick body - I know most guys go for muscles. I am not really too hung up on physique. BUT, there is one kind of physique I have kept quiet about. I have never told anyone about my secret attraction - Yeah, go on pig, what's that? - I have always been hugely attracted to AIDS Daddies who are wasted to fuck, and look gaunt. It is fucking beautiful. It just turns me on. So when I saw you at the lockers, FUCK, you had me! He looked in the mirror at himself, knees slightly bent, face contorting, tugging at his highly charged virulent Fuck-weapon, that was about to completely change the direction of my life, forever! - Get up boy, and put your hands against that wall, above your head He put his knee length boots back on, and slid right inside me. I was heavily panting, and dripping with sweat. Although, the sweating in a few weeks would be much more to talk about! - Oh fuck, your neg cunt feels so warm and wet. I can't wait to knock you up boy. You'll never be able to escape me, even when I am gone! Look in the mirror boy, tell me what do you see - Sir, I see your skinny wasted yellow body, your gaunt face, against my young smooth gym body, and, I think the two compliment one another on a level I cannot describe. God, it's so HOT! FUUUUUhhHcK ... I wish this moment would never end! He whispered into my ear; - I want to infecT you in public boy. Be a shame for no one to see this one off piece of art. Let's go to the showers. I want a proper fucking audience!

The Intern Part 5 Montgomery blew a thick cloud of smoke on the slut as he tried to suck his cock as best he could, considering the odd position. He heard the front door open and close and smiled. He grabbed his faggot by the hair and yanked him to his knees. “Open.” The simple command revealed so much. Nathan obediently opened his his mouth and waited for Montgomery to spit in his open hole. “Good boy, you’re learning.” He let go of his hair, grabbed his shoulders and roughly tossed him back on the bed. “On all fours. Good boy. Arch your back,” Montgomery admired the stud in front of him. What a fucking slut he was becoming, even if he didn’t know it yet. Montgomery climbed up behind the sweet hole and gave it a hard smack. But instead of a yelp, Nathan gave a moan of approval. This jockboy was about to be broken. “Ohhh, you like that boy?” “Mmmm hmmm…” He reared back and slapped the waiting ass one more time, leaving a red hand print. “I need to hear you say you like it. Use your words, faggot.” One more slap. The hole in front of him arched his back, while trying to bury his face deeper in the mattress, spreading his legs wider. *SMACK “Say it, slut!” “Yes! Yes, I like it. Slap my ass, man.” He said, turning his head so he could be heard. “From now on, it’s Sir. Understand, faggot?” To reiterate his newfound position, Montgomery slapped the slut one more. “Yes, Sir. Yes…” Montgomery had the boy in his clutches now. The time to fuck the boy up was almost at hand. “Good boy. Now, relax, I’ve got some plans for you.” The comment didn’t quite register, but he just moaned as Montgomery spread his cheecks with one hand and rubbed his index finger up and down the hole. “Give me your hands.” Nathan, either lost in the sensations or not quite hearing, received a fourth smack. This one harder than the ones prior. “NOW BITCH!” “Yes, Sir,” he whimpered. Montgomery felt the presence of someone at his bedroom door and saw Devin stroking his dick, with a torch and pipe in the other hand. Montgomery raised a finger indicated Devin to keep quiet, and then extended the same finger forward letting him know to wait just a bit longer. Devin nodded and had a seat in the lounge chair in the corner of the room. Devin, on a good day was 5’8” and weighed 130 pounds soaking wet, but what he didn’t have in mass, he made up for in cock. At just about 7.5 inches, his fuck stick was thick, thicker than most dicks Montgomery had ever encountered. The two met three years ago, when Devin sent him a message on Grindr asking if he wanted to tag a twink he had met on U Street. After seeing the picture of his salami stretching the boys mouth to its limit, Montgomery was sold. The two spent the night giving the spun twink poz load, after poz load. Montgomery turned back to his boy, pleased to see his hands behind his back, waiting for Montgomery to do as he pleased. He grabbed the boy’s hands, and put one on each cheek, “Spread ‘em fag.” Nathan obediently did as he was told and gave a moan as Montgomery spit directly in the fuzzy hole before him. Watching the spit slowly dribble toward the slut’s taint, he leaned forward, flicked his tongue and slowly licked up to his waiting hole.” “Oh fuck.” He said, barely audible, as a shiver went through his body. And with that, Montgomery dove in. An expert in pleasing boys to get what he wants, he munched, licked and worked the kid’s hole. After a about 5 minutes of hearing the kid moan and push back on Montgomery’s face, it was time to get the party started. He rubbed his stubble up and down the kid’s spread cheeks one last time. He reached for the canister and picked two shards, each the size of fresh pencil erasers. “Keep your cheeks spread. You are going to feel a slight burn. Just go with it, okay boy?” “Yes, Sir.” With the kid keeping his cheeks spread, Montgomery placed the first shard at the hole’s entrance and slowly pushed in with his index finger. One knuckle in and the kid bucked. Montgomery gently kissed the boy’s ass cheeks, giving each one a tender and lingering peck. “You’re doing so good, boy. You want to make me happy, right?” “Yes,” he mumbled into the mattress. “Good, because I want to make you happy,” and he inserted his finger further, past the second knuckle. He rotated his finger inside the kid’s hole, letting the shard gently scrape his tender walls. When he felt that it was deep enough, he slowly began to piston his finger in and out. The kid was in heaven, and he had no idea what was in store for him. “You’re pussy feels so good around my fingers. You’ve got a perfect hole, you know that, right?” “What did I say about answering me? Next time you don’t answer, we are done, you got it? You’ll be out of here as fast as I can drag you to the door. If you want more of what you’re getting faggot, answer me.” Afraid that the pleasure he was receiving would end, Nathan said, as coherent as he could practically begged, “Yes, Sir. This feels good, please don’t stop.” Montgomery smiled and looked back at Devin, who mouthed the words, “Fuck yeah” before he blew a cloud. Montgomery grabbed the remaining shard, happy that his slut still had his cheeks spread, and repeated the process, but this time adding a second finger. The finger piston worked a little faster than before, rotating and spreading. He reached between his faggot’s legs and was pleasantly surprised to see the kid’s cock was rock hard. He gave it few pumps, and Nathan’s hole flexed around Montgomery’s fingers. “I think the slut likes it,” he said to Devin. Montgomery removed his fingers and crawled up on the bed and moved up and sat against the headboard. “You can let go of your ass now, faggot. Time to suck my cock. Show me that you deserve this cock,” he gave the kid a slight slap on the face and saw the hunger in his eyes before he placed his hands on either side of Montgomery’s hips and took his cock in his mouth. With all pretense gone, Montgomery addressed Devin. “Turn on the webcam. I’m already logged in…oh fuck yeah baby, work that cock, prove to me that you deserve it.” “He’s one hot piece of ass,” Devin said as he typed a quick message to the chat room. “What are you saying in there?” the other stud asked, eyes closed, hands on Nathan’s head, getting lost in the feeling of blowjob. “Just that we are going to slam this newb,” he said without turning around. “We keeping him to ourselves, or…?” “For now.” “Cool,” the other replied. He then reached up, tossed two points to Montgomery, along with the tourniquet. He placed another on the bed, then grabbed the kid’s ankles and pulled him into a prone position with Montgomery’s dick still in his mouth. The surprise registered in Nathan’s eyes, and a sense of panic filled him. He came off the cock and went to turn to see what the fuck was happening. Montgomery grabbed Nathan with both hands, one on each side of his face. He used his thumbs to stroke the temples of his tweaked out victim. “It’s alright, baby boy. You don’t need to worry about anything. I told you I would take care of you, right?” The kid locked eyes with Montgomery, then let them flutter closed as the his fingers continued to soothe the boy’s nerves. “Yes, Sir.” “That’s a good boy, I knew I could count on you. Now, I want you to lick my balls while I stroke my cock. Understand?” “Yes, Sir,” he said as he buried his face deep between Montgomery’s legs. Devin climbed up on the bed, and spread the kids’ cheeks and began to rim the faggot, making him moan around the hefty balls that were in his mouth. “Give me your arm,” Montgomery said. Hearing that, Devin hopped off the bed and grabbed the webcam to make sure this moment was saved.

PART 1 It was approximately two months before high school graduation that this happened, which is to say it was about two weeks after I turned 18. Not that I looked 18. I was lucky if people thought I was 16. Although I was 5' 10”, I only weighed 155 pounds, and given my baby face and short brown hair, I didn’t look like a man - yet. But it was men I wanted, that’s for sure. I was 18 and I had a car. It was time. Sure there were gay guys at my school, but I wasn’t into guys my age. I liked guys older than me, guys around 40. Men with big man cocks and big manly cum-filled balls. That’s what turned me on. Now I just needed to find such a man who happened to like me. With that in mind, within days of my birthday, I had my first profile up on a gay hook-up site. Initially I received messages from young guys who were quite like me, or at most a few years older. One or two were tempting but I held out. Besides a few blowjobs back and forth ealrier in the year, I had no experience with men. But in my mind, I was always the one sucking cock and always the one offering up his hole. I was a bottom before I even knew what a bottom was. Then one day he messaged me. He was older, 43, and definitely a top. His pictures didn’t have his face but what it showed was amazing to me. He was 6 1” but thin at 165. His graying hair was cut very short. And then I saw his dick. Magnificent isnt even a strong enough word. The pictures showed a solid eight and a half inch cock, with a nice mushroom head and a thick slightly bending upward shaft. His big balls hung down. They looked massive. Now, my balls are a nice size and I cum tons when I shoot, but I figured a guy with giant balls such as this guy sported must cum buckets. I couldn't see his face, but honestly didn't care. This guy's body was my fantasy come to life. I read thru his profile. And then I saw it: HIV status - positive. Still, I wanted to read his message and at least say thanks for messaging me. Just looking at his pictures had me so hard. It was too bad he had hiv. I couldn’t risk that. So I clicked on the message. “I love your pics. You seem like a really hot young guy. That sexy body. And hot little butt! I saw you like older guys. Hot older Top men, guys that can show you things, take you to places you haven’t been yet and that your body doesn’t know it needs yet. I’ve helped young men like you before. I’d love to meet you. And I can tell by your profile you are gonna want to meet me. I have a huge cock that loves attention and I love showing a young guys hole the attention a boy hole needs. I have exactly what you need. Don’t waste time and message me back. I want you in my bedroom.” wow, he had me rock hard. I mean rock hard. And shaking a little. This was real. This hot as hell man wanted me. And badly, it seemed. I was so scared of the hiv thing but I stared at those pics and read his message again and I didn’t know what I would do but I would find a way to keep safe. I had to meet him. With very very nervous hands, i typed back. “You are really really hot. I’m a little scared about what we can do because i am not hiv positive, but I can’t help it, like I just want to meet you and see you face to face. Your cock is so amazing. I have a car, so I can meet almost anywhere but I love with my parents, so can’t have anyone here.” And I hit send. Within minutes, his reply came thru. “Come over now. We are both horny. My address is 710 elm lane, by the new high school. Can you be here soon? So ready to meet you and have uou here.” I replied within seconds. “Be there in 20 minutes.” I tried to make sure I looked ok and ran a brush thru my hair and went out the door before I could change my mind. What was I doing? But I told myself nothing has to happen unless I want it to. And he was so sexy. And that huge cock. I was hard the short drive over there. I parked on the street and made my way towards his house. It was dark, so that made it a little easier. It was my first time just going to a guys house to hook up. I was nervous as hell but my cock was leading me. I was so horny I almost couldn’t take it. I walked up to the porch and knocked softly. The door slowly opened and I was face to face with my internet friend. His body was more amazing in person. Clad in just underwear that bulged like crazy, he was all his profile said and more. Then I looked at his face and he looked at mine and both of us had a shock. It was Mr Johnson, my 11th grade history teacher. I was shocked and embarrassed he would now reject me and still so horny, maybe even more so now. Mr Johnson a gay Top! All of this shock and me standing in the doorway lasted maybe 3 seconds. And then he gestured for me to come in and I did. My cock was like steel and I was determined to go further, though I didn’t know where. I just knew two things: mr Johnson was my perfect gay man standing in front of me and I had to be carful and not forget he had hiv. I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me inti the house. The sound of the door jarred me from my thoughts. This was happening. This was really happening.

Hey all...sorry its been a loooong time since Ive been on...so...long story short I was locked up in juvee for the past 9months ...nothing horrible...just got caught up with a couple guys I really shouldn't have been with (drug stuff)...anyway...I got caught and yeah...so anyway here I am...ankle bracelet and all lol...cant really leave the house for a couple months . Blah...whatever. Ok so...how everything ended up happening is a looong story so I wont go into how it all started and stuff...lets just say it's probably not the first time Jerrod (my case worker/PO) has done this . Anyway, every Thursday morning at 9:30 I was scheduled to meet Jerrod for an evaluation (side note, after a while on Thursdays I never used to wear undies cuz it was easier lol). Everything started out "normal" as usual...he'd ask me all the questions he had to ask and he'd write everything down and blah...and then like clock work when he finished writing in my file I would drop to my knees in front of his chair and rub his crotch and unzip his pants and pull out his cock...ugh fuck I loved his cock...it wasn't like huge huge, id say 7 maybe 7.5 or so, uncut pretty good thickness...tasted soo good tho mmm. then after a few minutes of doing that he'd stand me up and pull down my juvee issued sweats and turn me around and bend me over his desk...and while he was still sitting in his chair he would spread my ass and eat my hole out omfg it felt so good...ugh...then after that he would usually have me sit on his cock...id position it right on my hole and slide down on it really slow mmmm fuck yeah it felt soo good....then I would slowly start riding it up and down working his cock in my hole till I was loosened up....once I was opened up he would have me stand again and he would stand behind me and again push me over his desk and slide his cock up my hole again and fuck me as hard but as quietly as he could lol...god it was soo good....then sometimes he would do that till he nutted inside me or sometimes if we had a little more time we'd go over to the couch and we'd spoon or he'd lay me on my back....sorry for not a lot of detail but it all happened as quickly as possible and we really didn't have time to get into a lot lol...but fuck yeah feeling his cock pulse in my hole and feeling his hot cum squirt in my hole felt fuckin amazing omg....I swear sometimes I wished I could just go back into juvee just to see him again . anywho….again sorry for being so basic with my story but yeah...that's what happened for about 4 months

Yesterday it was a nice and hot day here at the beach. I was free from work so Decided to go to the nudebeach a couple of miles from here. It was early so I got one of the better spots in the dunes and started tanning. Half an hour later a younger straight couple came by and landed a couple meters furder from where I was. They couldn't see me half but I could see the spot were the guy was laying very clear. I would say that they where around 19 and both look very hot and sexy. The guy had short dark hair, a swimmersbody and a nice cock between hit leggs. The girl had long blond hair, firm tits and a slim body. Since I am gay she looked nice, but I was hot for him. After an hour I went for a swim and it was not to long after I was in the sea that the couple came and joined me. We started talking and they told me they where from germany. They told me they live at a trailerpark and loved to be naked all day. After our swim they came and lay with me. They asked me stuff about my hometown and why I was there alone. When I told them I have a daddy and that he was on holliday they where interested in my sexlife. I told them some things and I saw the guy getting hard. The girl told me that they dated a lot of couples and that they both are bi-sexual and loved to fool around with the samesex whet they dated couples. After a while her phone rang and she told us she was going for a walk while talking to the phone. When she was out of sight the guy (who introduced himself as Danny) came and sit close to me. He said that he was hard because of my stories and said that I had a nice big dick. He grabbed my dick and started stroking it. I was so horny that I took his dick in my mouth and I started sucking him. His cock tasted like sex and I loved it. After a couple of minutes he came down on my cock and sucked me like a pro. When my cock was rockhard and wet he lay in front of me and lined his hole in frond of my cock. I was surprised, but shoved it in his ass and by my surprise he was wet and open. I started fucking him hard and he whispered in my ear that I needed to be quick. I moaned and told him he had a nice lose and wet hole. Sloppy you mean he said and told me he loved baresex. That brpught me over the edge and I shoot my load deep in his willing hole. When I finished I pulled out and he sucked me clean. He gave me a note and told me to call him an hpur after they wpuld leave. After half an hour Sandy came back and told me they needed to go because she was meeting a friend in an other city and that danny needed to go to the gym. After 15 minutes I got so excited that I packed up my stuff and went home. On the way home I watched the nudes I took from Danny when we finished fucking and my cock was throbbing. Finally home I took a shower, cleaned my ass and put on some porn. When the hour was passed I picked up my phone and called Danny. He picked up the phone in a sec and moaned that he was licking up my sperm and wanted my adress. After 10 minutes he nocked on my door and there he was, tanktop, sweatpants and sneakers. When he came in he took down my sweatpants and started sucking my hard cock. I grabbed his head and fucked his mouth hard and deep. Then I turned around and he licked my ass, damn was I in heaven. We did some dirtytalk and he stoot up and shoved his hard 7 inch in my willing hole. He fucked me hard for a couple of minutes saying he loved fucking gayguys bareback. After speeding up his pace he breeded me deep and I felt his sperm shoot deed inside me. Damn was I in heaven again. We kissed like crazy and I led him to my bedroom. We took some beer and he begged me to fuck him hard all day. My cock was rockhard and he started telling me he loved cheating his girl and even lets his friends seduce his girl and let them fuck her. I grabbed him and rammed my barecock in his wet hole. I fucked him hard, dumped my load and continuing to fuck him. After 3 hours of fucking I dumped my 6th load of the day and collapsed beside him. His hole was dripping my cum and even I had a wt hole with 3 loads in it. He told me it was the hottest man on man sex he had ever had and that he loved all the cum in his ass. He didn't asked my status but only told me he loved the risk. He left after we took a shower and told me he would be back the next day till his holliday ends in about 4 weeks.. I am still rockhard writing this and he just left an hour ago with 2 loads in his ass.. Who knows I write down more stories to come. I hope my daddy will like him when he comes back next sunday..

Because it feels soooo good to release a pent-up load of sperm inside a warm tight hairy manhole.

A guy approached me on bbrt and said he was looking to drop a load. Since that usually works out 1% of the time where I live I was like sure. His pic was cute enough. Ill be damned if he wasn't right on time like he said. Only his pic was from 100 lbs and about 20 years ago. Normally that lie pisses me off but fuck it. I could tell in his face he was pleased by what he saw in me. I was in nothing but a red jock strap. I could see his dick get hard through his baggy shorts. I turned by back to him and played with my asshole. Really got up in there. By now his cock was at full attention. I asked him to get comfortable, relax, and enjoy the ride. I could sense he was nervous. Was it me? Did I intimidate him. I'm not a bad looking guy. (I hate conceited people so I don't want to come across that way) People even say I'm very good looking. I'll put it like this...I'd fuck me. Anyway, I didn't want him to be uncomfortable or nervous for any reason. I asked him whens the 'last peice of ass he got?' He said that it had been a year. I said 'thats about to end'. I told him to sit on the couch. I got on all fours on the couch next to him and shoved my face in his crotch. I can deep throat like a mother fucker and in one mouthfull I had his cock down past my lungs. He mumbled weakly "oh my god'. I sucked his dick like it was a snake bite..for a while. He said 'whatever you want' when I asked him how he wanted to fuck me. Without telling him what my plan was I stood up and sat on his cock. I do keigals all the time. My shit is tight. I rode his dick hard. I would pull his dick completely out, slowly back down on his dick head, then thrust it hard all the way in, pull it out quickly, then start all over. He started to smile. It was the cutest, happiest smile I'd ever seen. As he started to come I pulled out then shoved it back in my hole with a vengence and his eyes crossed. I'd never seen that. So I sat there sucking his dick with my ass muscles until he had given me his whole load. when I stood up a pint of cum ran down my leg. It was hot. As he left he said thank you but not meekly like he talked when he first entered the room. He said it with bravado and confidence. I don't mean to take a cheap anon hookup and make it something existential...but something happened. I'm not even saying it was me. I just think a kind approach and a good piece of ass can change someone's whole outlook, maybe even change them. Whatever it was I felt good about it.

At the tubs last night, I entered the orgy/dark area and noticed a poz bud playing with a hot, built guy, so I joined them for some sucking and kissing, and ended-up sitting and holding the hot guy while my poz mate rimmed his hole. “Fuck, no one has ever done that before!” he whispered to me. I kissed him deeply and asked if he liked being fucked, knowing what was coming. “I’ve only ever been fucked once, it hurt like hell." “How come?” I asked. “I’m straight, only ever been here once before. My girlfriend would kill me,” he replied as his tongue moved back into my mouth. My poz bud, meanwhile, had commenced sliding his well-lubed fingers into the straight boy's ass, occasionally rubbing his cock on the straight-boy’s hole every now. After a few such hints the straight-boy quietly asked me “Is he gonna fuck me? Should I get a condom?” “Just relax and enjoy it, mate. Here, suck on my cock. It will take your mind off your ass while he slides in." By now the straight boy and I weren’t whispering because I wanted my poz bud to know it was okay to slide on in. The straight guy tensed up as his hole was forced open. "Fuck that hurts,” he remarked. "It will be okay," I replied, adding “he’ll hold there until you get used to it.” Which my bud in fact did. I meanwhile re-positioned myself so I was on my back, my legs in the air, and presented my ass saying "Lick my hole while he pounds yours.” Apparently straight-boy was only too happy to do. I let him rim me for a while before moving back to holding him while he sucked my pole. I could only just see in the darkness but I felt as much as I saw my poz bud unload in the straight-boy’s hole and I pushed my cock down his throat as I felt it. My poz bud asked "Swap?” I moved around behind the straight-boy. “You aren’t gonna fuck me too are you?” he asked looking over his shoulder as I lined-up my dick. “Yep, I sure am,” I smiled back. “You guys are turning me into a complete slut! Go slow, you are way bigger than his cock." “Of course,” I replied, sliding in to his ass no slower than I normally would. He grunted under me remarking "Damn, I can’t take it all!” “Yes you can” I said and I pushed him down from doggie to flat on his gut and really started pounding him. My cock was really well lubed from the spit and the poz load already in his guts. He was still really tight and the feeling was amazing but I wanted to fuck him for a while, hoping other guys would come and watch his conversion. As it turned out it was a slow night and it was just me, my poz bud and the straight-boy the whole time. My straight-boy was moaning and groaning and really enjoying it, he even started pushing up to meet my thrusts. After about 10 minutes of hard pumping I pushed in deep, grunted and planted my own toxic seed in his belly. I collapsed, laying on his back for a couple of minutes before I rolled onto my side, all the time holding his beautifully built body tight against my own, kissing his neck and caressing his tits. My poz bud got down and started sucking straight-boy’s cock and it didn’t take him long to blow. My now soft, poz dick slid out of his well fucked hole in the process. My poz bud came up and shared straight-boy’s sperm with the two of us as we shared a three-way kiss-and-cuddle. Five minutes later we were all in the showers chatting and washing each other, still enjoying the afterglow of a hot fuck session. The straight-boy said he had to go and headed to the change area. I held up my hand to my poz bud and he hi-5’d me as we both started grinning. “Reckon we got him?’ my poz bud asked. “Don’t know” I replied, “but either way, he’ll be back.”

The Intern Part 4 Montgomery was quickly up on his feet, his dick as hard as a steel beam, still encased in his boxer briefs, with a noticeable wet spot growing. Nathan wasn’t as quick. He was still coherent and mobile, just a few steps slower. The drugs were definitely doing their work. The familiar scene let Montgomery know that this kid was as good as poz and would be an enjoyable toy to use for at least until the following morning. He reached out with his muscular arm and steadied the soon-to-be pig. “Damn son, you are even hotter when you are tweaked out of your mind.” Nathan gave him a goofy grin. He pulled the boy into him, one hand on his firm ass, giving it a squeeze, and the other, gently pushing some stray hairs from his forehead. This move always worked. It was loving and tender. The kid smiled and nuzzled his head into Montgomery’s muscled chest. He kneaded the jockboy’s ass with both hands as the kid craned his neck up, asking for a kiss without actually saying a word. Montgomery obliged and gave the kid a passionate kiss. A kiss full of lust and hunger that the kid mistook for love and unbridled affection. He melted into Montgomery, the last of his doubts gone as he gave in and let his man assault his mouth. Aware of the kid giving in, Montgomery moved one hand up, grabbed a handful of hair and roughly pulled back. Taken by surpise, Nathan looked at Montgomery in shock. The stud’s eyes were full of heat and a little bit of…anger? “Open your fucking mouth,” he commanded. After a seconds of mulling it over, Nathan did as he was told, lost in the moment, feeling this man’s cock pulse against his own. Montgomery saw the brief moment of hesitation and shock and thought he scared him. But the drugs had their desire effect and the boy opened his mouth and before he could change his mind, he spit. Most of it landed in the kid’s mouth, but some landed on his nose, right check and underneath his right eye. Nathan flinched and instinctively went to wipe his face. Before he could, Montgomery interrupted, “Leave it faggot. Get your ass into the bedroom. I’m right behind you.” He gave a firm slap and marveled at how tight it felt. He licked his lips as the boy went off to find the bedroom. Montgomery sent one last text: “Don’t bother calling, door is unlocked. Have a seat in the living room, smoke a bowl and wait for my signal. This faggot has no clue he’s about to be destroyed.” Without waiting for a reply, he quickly unlocked the door, left one his pipes on the coffee table with a baggie of his stash. He grabbed the wooden box and went to join Nathan. When he walked into the room, Nathan was lying in bed, eyes closed and slowly jacking his cock. “What did I fucking say, boy? Hands off your fuck stick!” Nathan’s eyes shot open and quickly put his hands to his side. “Sorry, I’m just so fucking horny.” “I know. I'm about to take care of that.” A smile crept across Nathan’s face as he put his hands behind his head, giving his cock a flex, letting Montgomery know he was ready for his throat again. “I’ll get back to your cock in a moment, but until then you need to do something for me.” Nathan sat up, intrigued. “See those next to you? Put them on.” Nathan hadn’t given much thought to was on the bed. He saw a red and black jock strap and a black harness. “Dude, hell yeah” He said as he reached over and began to put them on. Surprisingly the boy had them both on faster than Montgomery could have imagined. Nathan saw how hot his Adonis was and was excited to hopefully look just as hot. After he had his new gear on, he sat back in time for Montgomery to hand him a loaded pipe. “Hit that a few times.” He handed the boy the torch and watched to make sure he was okay on his own. He fumbled with it for a second, before he had it lit. “Not so close. Lower the flame a little. Good job, son. Take three big hits.” He then turned and opened his television cabinet, then moved to his computer to make sure the web cam was ready to go when the time came. He turned in time to see the first cloud linger in the air as Nathan clicked the torch for number two. “There you go, you’re doing a great job.” Nathan’s eyes glanced over to Montgomery and he smiled with the pipe still in his mouth. He opened the bedside drawer, removed the points, tourniquet, swabs, and lube and placed them on the television stand in front of the bed. The kid exhaled cloud number two and sat back and enjoyed the high while he watched Montgomery. “What’s that?” he asked, looking over Montgomery’s shoulder. “You’ll find out soon enough. One more hit, boy. Now.” His eyes found Montgomery’s and he saw he was serious. He forgot about what he was just thinking and heated the pipe one more time. From the wooden box, Montgomery removed a metal canister and gave it a slight shake to confirm the presence of the shards he kept in there. He also removed a bottle of poppers and threw both next to Nathan’s feet. “You’re high as fuck, aren’t you boy?” A sheepish grin came to Nathan’s face and he gave a nod. “Fuck yeah I am. I feel fucking great.” “Good. Hand me the pipe.” Nathan awkwardly sat up, pipe in one hand, torch in the other, and made his way on his knees to the foot of the bed where Montgomery waited. He handed him the pipe, and now that he was closer, he saw four orange objects in plain view. “Look at me,” Montgomery growled. Nathan made eye contact, but his curiosity got the better of him and he glanced back over the shoulder. He knew the kid would look, so he used the moment to teach him a lesson. He quickly dropped the torch on the bed and with his free hand he reached up and slapped the boy. First the hair pulling and now a slap. Nathan would never allow this to happen in any other situation, but he gave in. He wasn’t thinking straight. He felt familiar memories creep to the front of his mind. He remembered slapping some whores who would be sucking his dick. He could see it, like a cloudy memory, but it was gone. “You need to know your place, boy. Now, since I was kind enough to suck your dick, I think it’s only fair that you return the favor. After all, you’re in my house, I gave you my drugs and you’re even wearing my gear. Reach down and take my cock out, I promise you you’ll like it. Nathan looked into his eyes, then down at the cock aching to be sprung free. Then back up into Montgomery’s eyes. Montgomery gave a nod and Nathan reached down and pulled the briefs out and away and gasped as the beast was set free. “See, he likes you. No, give it a kiss,” he said as he gently guided the boys mouth to his cock. Nathan took Montgomery into his mouth as he looked up and saw the stud flick the torch and light the bowl. Slowly he worked the cock, doing his best to please the man who had made him already feel so good. “Look up at me, faggot. I want to see your fucking dilated pupils.” Nathan was in an awkward position. Even as tall as Montgomery was, his bed was high off the ground as well. His ass was up in the air as he maneuvered is upper body as close to the mattress as possible to get more of the cock in his mouth. As he was doing his best, he could have sworn he heard a door open and close down the hall. But that thought drifted away as his head was engulfed in a white cloud.

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Haven't read something made me my cum hit my face in a long time

100% total top here, and to be honest I don't care much for dicks (especially a bottom's),. My ideal is a bottom that doesn't get hard, doesn't cum and together with me ignores their cock, being totally focused and dependent on my cock to breed their pussy!

Part 6; My son and I returned home after a wonderful meal with his Mother. A fantastic woman who gave me two bundles of joy, giving me the privilege to be a very proud Father. My son and I had played this game before, so, we both purposely left enough of both of our meals and took 'doggy bags' home to keep a hungry pup fed! Tonight's left over offerings was a mixture of mash spuds, rice, grilled veggies, T-Bone steak, and lamb shank. We gave the waitress strict instructions that when preparing the doggy bag that both meats were to be left on their respective bones! I unlocked the door and my new fuck-pup was lying on his side. I barked; ... 'GET up on all 4's pig. Master has a special present for you' That seemed to have roused him from a sleep ... 'Eh, wha ... where am I? ... Oh, yeah' 'GET up on all 4's pig. Master has a special present for you' 'Yes Master' He did as he was told. 'Fuck Dad, what an ASS. One of if not the best I've ever seen. And that's saying something being an utter Gym-Whore' Not only was he a Gym-Whore, he also has played Rugby since a wee tyke, and continues to this day, playing for our local county. Hence, he has a broad, well built stocky build! I took the pup from his cage / sleeping quarters, and led him onto the rubber sheet covered mattress, facing side-ways to the sling that was opposite. I wanted the best view, of course! My Son got undressed. Clearly already aroused, big solid rock-hard Dick. And he fucked like a straight bloke, no lube, just stuck it right in. 'OwwwCh, that hurt's, can you please stop for a moment. Please stop' My Son was like his old Man, if he was enjoying something, he'd continue doing it. So, he didn't stop, and intermittently kept slapping the firm pert ASS he was ploughing. And due to his fitness level he had the stamina to power fuck for prolonged periods. The pup was now crying through his blindfold ... 'Can we please take a break. You're really hurting me' I knelt in front of his face, slapping it, and spitting on it ... - Shut the fuck up. Do you know how lucky you are to have my stud of a son fucking your tight neg cunt - Sorry Master, but it really does hurt. Can't he just stop for a moment, please - You really do have to stop with the fucking whining, Jesus! You have a lot to learn still. You will learn in time that a true sub NEVER complains! I put foam earplugs into his ears, to deprive his senses even further, already not being able to see. And a ball-gag in his mouth, then spat and slapped his face again ... 'Stupid fucking cunt' I lay in the sling, and lit up a joint with high quality weed, kicked back, and enjoyed the show. I know, let's give my mate Dan a call, he'd appreciate this. And maybe he'd like to join in the FUN tomorrow nighT. He has been poz since 1987; A fully blown viral Beast! - Hey Dan buddy, it's Alan, how ya doing. - Hey Alan, not too bad. How are things with you mate? - Great! Nasty as ever. We've got a right live-wire here mate. A new sub in training, being fucked by my boy as we speak. Just to loosen him up before I poz him, as ya do. - You gonna knock him up later tonight then? - Nah. I've had a few teething problems with this one, so, he's in the cage tonight. Still needs teaching manners and respect! Doing the deed tomorrow nighT. Wanna come over and join in the FUN? - Aaaaaaah, I'd love to, but it's me Ma's Birthday dinner. - Oh yeah. Do give my love to Sandra, and give her my Birthday wishes. - Will do. - How's the health Dan? - Aaaaah, not great, I've had Gonnorhoea for a few weeks now. Not got around to getting it treated. And seem to be much more tired than usual. Must have enjoyed that Tina / Fist party that little bit too much a few weeks back. - When is your next clinic appointment? - Next Tuesday. - Good. You can get yourself sorted, and checked out then. Speak soon yeah. Take care buddy. - Thanks Alan mate. Bye. So, Dan wouldn't be cumming tomorrow nighT. BUT, if you like the sound of him, don't fear, he WILL be turning up further into this story ?? I continued puffing, watching my Son fuck the living brains out of my pup, as he continued to whimper. 'Oh FUCK YEEEES, I'm getting close' 'Go on Son, shoot ya neg load up his nasTy hole' My Son's 'power fucking' stepped up a notch, into 'Demon fucking', my favourite! Within a few minutes he started grunting like a wild beast, took one final thrust, and held onto the pups hips, unloading his hot cum. A few minutes spent, he knelt in front of the pup, took the ball-gag out, and demanded he be sucked clean. As the pup got to work I rammed the Beagle puppy tail into his cunT!

So here it is guys. The first shots of the new tattoo.

the bigger a mans cock if he is dominant and sadistic with it , the better . love begging for very large men to force into my hole balls deep first thrust despite my pain n screams.

I've done two cycles of tren with testosterone. Tren is some amazing shit. I took my measurements/weight/etc every week during the 12 week cycle and in that time I added nearly 4 inches (!!!) to my chest, an inch and a half to each bicep, and gained about 20 pounds. I mean I could alnost stand in front of the mirror and just watch my muscles grow. I was reasonably scrawny to begin with even though I had worked out religiously for years, so adding 20 pounds did not turn me into some ballooned-up, steroided-out, muscle queen. It really brought me to a weight (6', 170#) that looks good on me without being bulky, It has given me way more confidence to take my shirt off, well, basically all the time and I have definitely noticed he increase in trying-to-be-sly glances from dudes out in public. On some profiles on other sites I have even started creating usernames with "muscle"-something in them. Its probably arguable whether I can really be doing that now but it would have been downright ridiculous to try it back at my starting weight of 149#. During my first cycle, honestly, there wasn't a lot of bad. I didn't break out, my balls didn't shrink and {insert some Dateline NBC scare story here that you've heard} also didn't happen. I was on the lookout for being short-tempered and my mood did change but it didn't come out as angry with people which was what I was watching for, It was more like being impatient with people. It took me a week or so to figure out that THAT was the big mood change for me but once I realized it, it was easy to manage. Also, I had 1 or 2 nights of night sweats, which is common on Tren. The second cycle was a complete waste and it was all my fault. I was doing way too much tina at the same time. In order to help Tren do its magic you have to eat, eat, eat, eat, eat....and of course whats the one thing you don't do on tina? One meal every two days wasn't cutting it. My weight at the end was just about the same as the beginning so I guess the silver lining is that all that tina didn't make me lose any weight. I shudder to think what I would have looked like then. Also, unlike the first time, I broke out really bad on my back (I'm sure the tina didn't help that) but it went away really quickly once I stopped tren. I am actually getting ready to start my third cycle next week. It can be very addictive. I never wanted to be a big steroid queen--I still don't--but now that I'm 170 I've started thinking, "I bet 190# might look pretty hot on me too." And when it gets to 190, 210 will start sounding attractive, etc. I doubt I will actually make it to 190# this time, but if I do that really will be it. I'm banking on it sitting well on my frame without looking too "baloon-y". I'll let you know in about 12 weeks.

Cis is short for cisgender. A cisgenger male is born with male reproductive organs and identifies as male. A transman identifies as male but was born with female genitalia. Part of transitioning to male can be taking testosterone. This lengthens the clit (now usually called a T-cock) and produces secondary sex characteristics. Here is a link to the vocabulary on the transmaleerotica site where I made the porn. http://www.transmaleerotica.com/vocabulary.html

I think you might be a little confused about the subject of this thread. FTM is short for "female to male" transitioning. i.e. they started as biological females and transitioned to a male appearance to match their identity. They don't start out as biologically male so they don't have a penis, micro or otherwise.

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

Dirty Cheating Danny. I had barely got back home when my ass started itching for a fat dick. Pretty much as expected when I got home Aiden was thrilled to see me and hugged and kissed and we went out for a romantic dinner together. (And pretty much as expected we did not have sex that night.) Dinner was at a restaurant run by good friends of ours, a married gay couple. We went there a lot as it was walking distance from the house. Aiden had met one of them at college and they remained friends, even after we got together. Danny managed the front of the restaurant while Chuck managed the kitchen. Danny was quite flirtatious, but never when Chuck was around and Aiden had made negative comments about it more than once. This evening was no different. Danny gave us each a big hug and kiss and showed us to our table. I was quite turned on when he squeezed my butt when he hugged me. Danny was as hot as hell! As we sat down Danny smiled at us and quipped. “I guess we’ll keep dinner snappy, as I’m sure you two will want to go home and fuck like little bunnies, considering that you have been apart for a whole week.” I wish. It had been months since we had done anything together. “I should probably chaperone you boys home after dinner, and if you get too frisky together I can prize you apart by inserting myself between your sweaty bodies.” As he walked away I saw the irritated expression on Aiden’s face. “I wonder sometimes if Chuck knows how much Danny flirts with us when he isn’t around. I mean, it’s not right. They’re married after all. He grabbed my butt while he was hugging me and now that last comment!” I quietly chuckled to myself thinking that if he continued flirting I might call his bluff. “Well, Chuck has nothing to fear. We wouldn’t do anything with him.” Aiden waited a moment before replying. “Yeah, I know, but other guys might be different, and I’d hate for Chuck to get hurt. After all, I’ve known him since college and he’s one of my best friends.” I looked Aiden straight in the eye. I’m not sure why I said what I did, because it often led to arguments, but I did anyway: “Well maybe…” and I paused to see Aiden’s reaction, “maybe they have an arrangement. Like an open relationship.” That was a red flag to a bull. I really should have not gone there. “Don’t be fucking ridiculous Greg. They’re married. And Chuck told me that they fuck BAREBACK. There is no way they would have an open relationship. It’s impossible.” Time for me to shut up and enjoy the cocktails and the wine and the dinner. And subtly flirt with Danny when Aiden wasn’t looking. The meal was excellent as always and both Aiden and I had quite a bit to drink. I needed to pee so I excused myself and went to the men’s room. I had barely pulled out my cock from my fly and started pissing when Danny walked in and stood beside me at the urinal. He looked at me with a smirk and said. “Nice cock. Did it get any exercise when you were away?” I looked at him straight in the eye. “What do you think? You know we don’t fuck around.” Of course, I was staring at his cock which was rather impressive even when soft, and I was admiring the ample foreskin which made me think of Brandon. “But you want to mess around, don’t you?” he said as he slowly moved his foreskin back on forth over his fat dickhead. He could see the lust in my eyes and for the first time I admitted to the lust I was feeling. “Yeah, but you and Chuck, you don’t fuck around, do you?” “Fuck NO! Chuck would kill me. I mean, he’d kill me if he found out that is. But he doesn’t need to. I mean, if you want to. I won’t tell Aiden and you won’t tell Chuck.” He reached out and started to stroke my rapidly hardening cock. I gently moved his hand away. “Not Now. Aiden might get suspicious. Later. Some other time.” Danny grinned and nodded his head in acknowledgement. Of course, I wanted to, but to set up a get together was the issue, but Danny resolved that easily. “Chuck has to go out of town to visit family on Sunday. Why don’t you swing past Sunday morning before we open, and we can see what we can do. It is safer here than your place or our place.” I just got the idea that this was not the first time that Danny had done this. I staggered back to the table, and I realized that I had had way too much to drink. Aiden’s only comment was “Are you OK. You were gone a long time.” And I answered. “Yeah, just a little drunk.” Before we even got home I got a text from Danny. “Be at the back door of the restaurant off the alley at 10 am Sunday. I’ll meet you there. I’ll have what we need.” Don’t let anyone know. As told by Danny. Before I met Chuck and fell in love with him I was very sexually active. Some prudish queens referred to me as “The Original Good Time Had By All” and I did my best to live up to my reputation. They were just jealous of my ability to get dick and ass. I usually played safe, only occasionally slipping up and going bare. I had some regular fuck buddies on the Swim team, the Baker twins, Brent and Brad, as well as their best friend Robbie. The first time they ambushed me in the locker room they fucked me bareback. After all the action was over I noticed that they all had bio-hazard tattoos on their crotches. I knew exactly what that implied so I was furious. They had basically raped me not knowing my status and me not knowing theirs. When I confronted them, Brent had just laughed at my concern. “Danny, don’t get so uptight. We haven’t tested poz yet. We just got them because we are poz friendly. We get more hookups that way.” Yeah right, I thought. When last were they tested? I went home and cleaned myself out as well as I could. After panicking for the next month, I got tested. Negative. Then again three months later. Negative. We fucked regularly for the remaining few months of the year. Brent, Robbie and Brad barebacked each other, but I always insisted on condoms when my ass or dick was involved. Even though they moved away after college we all remained good friends. I found out later that what Brent had said about not having tested poz was because none of them had ever been tested. So, none of them knew at the time what their status was. It was about a year later that I met Chuck and it was love at first sight. Chuck is as sex crazy as I am and the first day we met we could hardly keep our hands off each other. Naturally that soon led to fucking and since neither of us was expecting anything to happen we ended up barebacking. The next few times we fucked it was bareback as well, I suppose based on the idea that if you have done it raw once, how much more risk is there in repeating it. Funnily enough every time after we had fucked Chuck would start with his sad little “We should REALLY have used condoms” refrain. To which I always answered. “I trust you and I know that I am negative.” We fucked pretty much every day for the first few years together, except for a couple of weeks shortly after I met him when I was very sick with the flu. After that condoms as a topic of discussion went away and neither of us ever got tested, as we were monogamous and weren’t going to catch anything from each other that we hadn’t caught already. The few times I had mentioned getting tested Chuck had made a point of dissuading me. We’d been together for about two years and married for one when I got a call from Brent. They were going to be in town for a few days and wanted to get together. As luck would have it, Chuck was going to be away on restaurant business. A shame really as he said he was really was keen to meet them as I had told him about all the fun times that we had together on the swim team. We were all friends on Facebook so we all knew what everyone else looked like. We discussed various options for meeting up, and we soon enough Brent suggested that they should come to our place, as they wanted to see it. As always, they were very punctual arriving exactly at six pm, as planned. When I opened the door, I was blown away by the boys. Not boys really, but hot-as-hell bulked up from their days on the swim team. Brad caught me staring. “Yeah Danny. We’ve been working out since you last saw us. We found a gay gym where we can work out our bodies as well as our dicks and holes.” Some things never change. They were obviously still the horny sluts they were when we were in college. Thinking about good old times, I was aware that I was starting to get hard and I glanced down to check if it was getting obvious. Brent continued. “And still not using goddamn rubbers. Luckily almost no-one at the gym asks for them.” Both were looking at me to see my reaction. “Knowing Chuck, and that you guys are monogamous, I assume that you have now discovered the pleasures of barebacking.” Looking at them, with their taut muscled torsos poured into their tight t-shirts and the crotches of their faded jeans displaying what they had on offer I could not help wanting them to feel their massive dicks deep inside me. I had to crush that thought. I couldn’t cheat on Chuck, and we didn’t have any condoms in the house anyway. After an awkward moment when I swear they were leering at me, I invited them in and showed them around. Our townhouse was small, but nicely furnished and Brent couldn’t help making a smutty comment when he saw the bedroom. “I guess this is where you guys fuck each other’s brains out.” Then he noticed the lube on the nightstand that I had forgotten to put away. “I like that brand of lube. You expecting company while Chuck is away?” Brad sniggered. I felt the heat rising to my cheeks as I blushed, which just made everything worse as I now looked as if I was, but of course I wasn’t. After an awkward moment of silence, we finished the house tour and ended up in the living room. While they made themselves comfortable I made as all drinks, strong ones. I was feeling rather awkward, between my obvious desire for the Bakers and their suggestive glances and comments. I gave them each their drinks and put on some music from our college days. We had fun talking about the stuff we did together and what we were up to now. They wanted to know all about the restaurant and what Chuck and I were up to but when I started asking them about their lives it pretty much degenerated into a discussion of their sexual activities. By now we had all had a few drinks and were starting to get trashed on the stiff vodka cocktails. Since Chuck had been so keen to meet them I thought I’d mention how disappointed he was that he couldn’t be with us. “Yeah. Chuck was looking forward to meeting you guys, especially after I told him all the fun stuff we did on the swim team.” Brent looked at me with a quizzical expression. “That’s weird dude. You mean Chuck never mentioned that he knew us when we were all at college together? We were fucking around with Chuck while we were fucking around with you. And unlike you he never insisted on condoms, quite the contrary. As you no doubt know, he loved a load up his ass as much as he enjoyed giving them.” It took me a moment to take that in. My head started spinning and it wasn’t the alcohol. I had been paranoid about using condoms with them after I had seen their tattoos, while Chuck had happily accepted their loads. “Yeah,” Brent continued, “He had quite a reputation around the campus, taking loads from anyone who was willing and reciprocating in kind. Never used protection. His motto was whatever happens, happens”. I felt sick. I felt my heart throbbing in my chest as if it was about to burst. I am sure I looked like a ghost. “I…I…Never knew. He never…” Brad interrupted me. “FUCK BRENT! Why did you have to go there? You didn’t need to say anything.” We sat looking at each other in silence for a few moments. My mind was racing, thinking about some of the little interactions between Chuck and myself over the last two years that I had ignored. Things I hadn’t wanted to notice. Like all the times he would suddenly have to leave the restaurant for an hour or two to “run an errand”. I was hurt and furious. What if Chuck was cheating on me. What if he was poz when we met? That would mean I was poz. Why had he never said anything about the Bakers? My heart sank to the pit of my stomach as I remembered the terrible flu I had had shortly after meeting him. Brent and Brad looked at each other and then looked at me. They came to sit on either side of me on the couch and put their arms around me and hugged me. It felt really good to have their hot bodies on either side of me. To my dismay I found myself getting hard at their touch and the masculine fragrance of their bodies. The two of them glanced down at the growing bulge in my crotch and then without a word moved in to kiss me. I opened my mouth and let their enthusiastic tongues enter. The three of us kissed with a furious energy, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths and lips. Oh Fuck. I had forgotten how passionately the twins could kiss. I knew how this was going to end. I had never cheated on Chuck, but now I wanted it badly. I was angry. I didn’t care if the Bakers were poz or not, or whether I was. I extended a hand to each of their crotches, and found that they were both rock hard. Brent lent over and whispered in my ear. “I want to fuck you deep and hard”. Brad unzipped my fly and saying nothing I unbuckled Brent’s belt and undid his fly buttons. Brad now was loosening his jeans as he whispered in my ear. “I guess that means yes? You’re going to cheat?” The Bakers pulled down their jeans revealing that they were wearing their college team swimsuits as underwear. “We were kind of expecting this to happen, so we wore these for old time’s sake.” As they pulled down my jeans it became obvious that I was also wearing my old team swimsuit. “Well, I wasn’t expecting this, but I wore mine to remind me of good times.” Brad chuckled and went down on my spandex clad erection, sucking the head of my cock through the tight spandex. Since there was no longer any pretense of where this was going I pulled down the front of Brent’ speedo and took his massive member into my mouth, working my tongue over his fat dickhead and playing with his ample foreskin. Soon we were naked, in an enthusiastic triangle, alternately sucking dick or slurping on needy assholes. I was beyond rock hard, leaking precum like a broken faucet. Brent looked up from between my legs and said. “Let’s move to your bedroom. I want to fuck you and load you up in the bed that you and your husband share.” Brad was in immediate agreement “And then I can fuck you and get sloppy seconds.” This was a violation of Chuck and my marriage, but considering that I was still angry that he had never told me what he had been up to in college I justified it almost in a sense of revenge. We got up and went to the bedroom and got onto the bed. They turned me onto my back and Brent lifted my legs, exposing my hole. With obvious amusement Brent asked “I suppose you want me to use a condom? Do you have condoms?” Then he answered his own question before I could. “No, I suppose not. Why would you. You don’t fuck around. I’m going to have to bareback you and cum in your hole. I want you on your back while I pump you full of my sperm so I can see your face.” I noticed that both of them now had matching scorpion tattoos on the left side of their crotches, to go along with the biohazards on the right. Brad saw me looking at them. “Oh, the scorpions? We got them recently. We’re members of a sex club back home, and at a certain point they encourage you to get one.” I knew what they meant. I was guessing that the biohazard tattoos they got in college may not have meant that they were poz then, but probably were. But the scorpions indicated that they definitely were now. I didn’t care. I was going to take both of their loads. Brent put a pillow under my ass, and slicked up his dick and my hole with the lube. He was a lot bigger than Chuck and I was going to need it. He eased his way in and I was surprised how good his massive uncut cock felt sliding up into my hole stretching out the walls of my anal passage to the maximum. Fuck! He pushed harder and was soon balls deep in my hungry chute. Brad moved behind him and slipped his unlubricated meat into his brother’s hole. Brad saw the look of surprise on my face and grinned. “He’s got two loads up there already. From guys at the airport. Stretched out and pre-lubed.” Being fucked while fucking me was obviously a great turn-on for Brent and he started fucking hard and fast and deep, slamming against my ass with every stroke, while simultaneously fucking himself on his brother’s ample cock. It didn’t take long for him to get close. As his breathing got heavier he looked me straight in the eye and told me what I was about to get. “I’m gonna cum in your cheating slut hole.” No, he wasn’t asking me where I wanted him to cum, he was telling me. “Gonna breed you with my toxic poz cum. Gonna knock you up.” With that he thrust hard and bottomed deep in my hole as I felt his poisonous cum flood my bowels. They wasted no time, Brad pulling out of Brent and Brent pulling out of me as soon as he had finished shooting. Brad didn’t lube up his cock before sliding into me as it was already slick from the loads up Brent’s ass. Brad had already got close a few times while fucking his brother, and it only took a few thrusts before he bred me as well. “Gonna poz you, cheating slut.” I felt him ram against my hole as he started to cum. “That is, if your slut husband didn’t do so already.” Now that the ice was well and truly broken, the three of us spent the next few hours sucking and fucking until we had all cum a few times and had multiple loads up our asses. Eventually it was time for them to head back to their hotel, and no doubt to find a few more asses to fuck. The guys were insatiable. After they left I sat down on the couch to collect my thoughts. Fuck It. Chuck had neglected to tell me a whole lot of stuff about himself. Like the fact he was probably poz when we met and he knew it. All that crap about “really should have used condoms” every time we fucked until I got the flu. And that the flue was probably the fuck-flu. Stuff that was probably really important. If he had been such a whore at college what chance was it that he was really being faithful to me now? I thought about all his little side trips and what he might be getting up to. I still loved him, and we still had crazy good sex, but now I decided it was time for me to get some of my own on the side.

PART 13 Tom broke off the kiss and looked down at me. “You sexy little stud. I am so lucky you walked by my door. I am gonna keep that little boyhole so happy. And so full,” he whispered. I just nodded up at him. He grabbed me a little rougher than normal and flipped me over grunting “I want to see my cock going in and out of my boy's hole.” He was stroking his already hard cock. Instinctively, I arched my back and went ass up and head down, completely offering my already fucked and cum slick cunt up to him. My legs were spread and my hole was totally exposed, as he started sliding his cock up and down my crack, teasing me. Then he gripped the base of his massive cock and began running tiny circles over my rosebud with his cockhead. It was driving me crazy and i was bucking back to try to get it inside me. Finally, so hungry and teased I couldn’t take it, emotion took over and I practically cried out for it, “Please fuck me!” And with that I felt the pressure increase and my hole began to open up and accept Tom’s beautiful penis. He went slow but steady, and it was a little hard to take but the cum he had already shot into me slickened it up. The fullness increased and I fell into ecstasy again. He was going slow but fucking me with deeper and longer strokes. It felt incredible and I pushed out my hole to try to get even More of him inside me. “My cock looks so fucking hot going in and out if you Chris. Your tight little boy butt. It’s like magic just pulling the cum out of me. I can’t help it. You are gonna make me shoot again. Is that what you want?” he asked in that whisper-moan of his that drove me crazy. “I want it! I want it please!”, I practically yelled. The strokes were longer even, all the way until the point where his head alone was wrapped around my ring and then all the way in balls deep, slowly and steadily. “You want to take another poz load, sexy boy? Is that it? You need that special cum inside your hole, don’t you? Don't you? Deep in your little boy hole,” he grunted. And I lost it. The lust overpowered me and I found myself answering him, “Fuck yes I need it. I fucking need it in me. Cum in me. Cum in me. Cum in me.” Who knows how many times I repeated the last part. He sped up and he was driving deep. It hurt but I didn’t care. The sharp pain of his cock stabbing my guts almost made it feel even better. And then he drove extra deep and his HIV positive sperm erupted into my eager and begging hole. And I had begged. He had asked me and I had begged him to do it. And I wanted it. At that moment all that mattered was that I was his bottom and he had just shared his sperm with me. Given me his seed. He collapsed on top of me. “Please stay in me," I whimpered. “My baby boy already addicted to man cum in his hungry little boy hole. My sexy baby boy,” as I felt him throb inside me as he tried to milk every drop of cum into me that he could. And my mind flashed quickly HIV load number four now. But instead of fear, I was thinking of load number five, which I knew I would need. And need soon. The hunger was just growing. The need to get fucked. And to be bred.

I met up with a hot young black guy a few weeks ago who threw me a really hot fuck with his thick 8" cock. After breeding me in the bedroom he went into the bathroom to wipe off his cock, and then I heard him say "Get in here." I thought maybe I didn't have clean towels out or something, but instead he told me to get on my knees and open my mouth. At first I kept up with his stream of piss, but he could go like a racehorse. After a while I couldn't keep up and he just started laughing uncontrollably as he pissed all over my face and hair and chest and as I tried to chug what he was putting in my mouth. That was my first time taking piss, but I'm looking forward to more and learning to keep up so I don't spill any.

My first black was at Steamworks in Chicago. He was a very masculine older black man I was about 27 and he was about 47. He ate my ass so good I couldn't wait to be f***** by him he really loved white ass and ever since then I have really loved black cock

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

Part 7 Blake rolled off the ottoman and onto the floor and laid there in a quivering heap. Red cum oozed out of his gaping hole, while spit and vomit ran out of his gasping mouth. He coughed and cum shot out of his nose, coating his lips. My new whore was certainly starting to truly look his part as a pathetic, niggah cumdump. But there was no time to rest. I grabbed the bitch and threw him on his stomach over the ottoman. Watching my boy's brutal rape for the last hour or so, had my fat, ebony snake wanting to spew more venom. I grabbed another nice chunk of T, and shoved it into the bloody cunt in front of me. Blake moaned as his hole burned again. "Damn Jesse." Said a voice. "More of that shit?" "Fuck yea." I replied. "Told y'all I wanted this slut fucked up. I ain't gonna let this whore sleep for a week." I threaded a spiked ring through my plum coloured cockhead. "I'm gonna keep his hole plugged the entire time. A week of no sleep, constantly high, with never an empty pussy is gonna fuck up this rich little bitch royally. He'll be LUCKY to not end up in the hospital! All he'll crave is drugs and cocks, and he'll do ANYTHING for them!" With that I shoved my pierced cock deep and hard into Blake's bloody cumhole. He let out a guttural moan as the spikes rammed into his battered prostate. I motioned a guy to film Blake's face as I grabbed his hair, pulling his head back, giving the camera a good shot of his cum covered face. Cum hung out of his nose and spit clung to his peach fuzz as his baby blue eyes rolled back into his head. "Talk to me cunt!" I ordered him. "Tell me what a whore you are. Tell me you love being a niggah cumdump." Blake's drug addled brain let loose. "Yes Sir!" He croaked from his cock shredded throat. "I'm your fucking whore! Give me you big, black cock Sir! Fuck me! I'm your filthy little pig! Please cum in my worthless holes!" "They are worthless, bitch. Only good for one thing after tonight. Taking cum. How many loads have you taken today boy?" He didn't answer. "Over 20 so far. 20 cocks have cum in your faggot, white ass! 20 anonymous cumloads have been dumped in you. You fucking pig!" Blake groaned hearing this. "There are still 4 men here who haven't cum yet, slut. You want their loads?" "Yes Sir! Give me more!" "Why boy? Tell me why. Beg!" "I'm a whore Sir! I need cum! Please let them fuck me! Please let them dump in me! It's what I'm for! Please! I'm a faggot slut! I NEED THEIR COCKS SIR! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" I laughed as I pulled his head back farther, opening his mouth wide. A cock started pissing into his mouth. "DRINK IT BITCH!" I commanded. "You're not only a cumdump, your a urinal too! A niggah's piss bucket!" Blake did his best as more men pissed into his mouth, but it spilled as he gagged. One guy put his cockhead against Blake's nostril, and let loose a strong stream right into his sinuses. The men laughed as Blake struggled for breath. I buried my cock all the way and shot another load into the gagging white boy. After I pulled out, two men grabbed Blake and pulled him away. One laid down and pushed the whore onto his fat, black monster while another guy lined his cock up next to it. Placing his cockhead at the oozing opening, he grabbed Blake's shoulders and rammed his cock into the teenage boy as hard as he could. Blake howled like a wolf as his ass was ripped open wider by the two, dark poles. Both men held the boy still while their huge cocks plundered his hole, that had until today been virgin. They fucked the boy with rage, pounding his fuckhole as hard as they could while Blake wailed in pain. To make it worse for my new property, I clamped the alligator clamps onto his nipples, right on the very tips of his little, pink buds, where it was the most sensitive. He screamed as much as his ragged throat would allow, as the clamps pierced the skin, drawing blood. The two men deep in his cunt both shot their loads as the teen jerked and spasmed in pain. Two more big, black cocks found their way into Blake's ruined hole, brutally fucking it. Blake moaned and babbled nasty shit while the last two guys at the party to cum, added more to the ripped, bloody mess that was formerly an asshole. As Blake lay on the floor, a fucked up mess, one of the guests entered carrying a round hair brush. I smiled cruelly as I took it from him. Poor Blake may have thought he'd get a rest, but he was wrong. "Pick him up!" I told a couple guys. "Throw him on the ottoman and spread his legs..."

Later I see Tommy doing blondie just to make sure he leaves the island in a few weeks with the fuck flu as talking to blondie he knows nothing about HIV or anything else but if all goes right he will be POZ and a member of the Brotherhood. Looking for my next project and I find a Condom Fairy and again really hot looking so I agree to fuck him with a condom. As he has been drinking the spike Gator Aid & water a lot of my work is done as he tells me this is some of the best weed he has ever had and is looking to fuck. Well you pick the right one as I get him into the sling put on a condom (I HATE THESE THINGS ) until they break and then I'm in heaven that I'm stealth a CF. CF has already been fuck but very little cum but some , I give him a booty bump and he is so high he is not complaining he just wants to get fuck , little does he knows as I was putting the condom on I put my P.A. on and since he has already been fuck he is going to get the fastest and roughest fuck in his life. I just line up my dick and slam it in balls deep as the condom breaks and CF is grunting and not complaining so I go even faster as a crowed comes around and watches CF getting the fuck he will never for get. When I shoot my toxic load in him the sweat is pouring off of me and when I pull out and turn there is someone who is willing to suck my dick and I saw this can not get any better as CF just lays in the sling begging for another dick to fuck him. The talk around is the drugs are fantastic with the weed like being so strong , little do they know it's heavily lace with Miss Tina. For almost all this is there first time with Tina and they are doing a lot of weed as there is an endless supply of it. The one who suck my dick after I put a toxic load in CF hole wants me to play with him, could life get any better. This one is a real cum dump as his hole is flooded with cum as when my dick goes balls deep cum is flying out so this might want to be a waist of time. I should take a break as this is the third day with 4 more to go as I should be looking for fresh virgin holes to infect with my toxic loads. I won't be doing any more to this story till I get back from MAL till Tuesday as the train is pulling into DC . At MAL I will be a little busy having some fun.

LOVE swallowing cum. I usually prefer to get fucked and take the load in my ass, but I do love the taste of fresh cum as it squirts onto my tongue. And precum may be my favourite taste in the whole world.

The booze and weed were really starting to get to me. Sitting there, in Diego's truck, I was almost falling asleep. "You okay man?" he asked. "Oh, yeah. Sorry, just over did it at the party I think." "Gotcha. Here," he said, pulling off on a side road, "I got something to perk you up." Diego reached in the center console, taking out a pipe and a little baggy. "Man, more weed is going to put me to sleep." "It's not weed," he said, showing me the clear white substance in the bag. "What is it?" "Just something to keep you awake, cutie." I laughed, "alright." Diego filled the pipe with some of the substance and grabbed a lighter from the glove box. He started holding it on the bottom of the pipe, seeming to heat it up. After a minute, he took a big hit from the pipe and then let out a cloud of smoke. "Shit dude, what is that?" "See for yourself," he said, handing over the pipe. "Do it just like I did." I started heating the pipe up but couldn't help notice that Diego was taking off his shirt. He had a good body, decorated with a couple of tattoos. I wonder what he did to keep in shape. He had a good chest and really nice abs. "Sorry bro, this shit makes me kind of hot." "It's cool." Shit! He had seen me looking at him. Don't want him to think I was a fag. "Inhale." I did as told. "Good boy," he said. I thought it was kind of odd to say but we were both pretty fucked up. "Now exhale... good. Take another hit, it takes a few to start working." I kept going as he keep egging me on. At first, I didn't feel any difference. No doubt the booze and head were masking the effect. But after a few minutes, I began to feel this warm, rushing sensation, this burst of energy. "Shit man, this stuff is good. What is it?" "It's called t. Just kinda a mild upper. I know it sounds sketchy, but you can inject it to." "Shit, man. That sounds to hardcore for me. That's when you know you have a problem." "I thought so too. I've actually done it a few times. It feels amazing, but it's like I could take it or leave it." "Hmm, cool. Always thought people over exaggerated that shit to scare people away from taking drugs." "Yeah man," he said, "I've done almost everything and have never become addicted to anything. Honestly, alcohol is the most addictive shit out there and it's legal." "True," I said, "man I'm feeling kind of warm now too." "Take off your shirt dude. You look pretty fit." I agreed and complied. For some reason the thought of being a little more exposed than usual seemed... I don't know, exciting. "Damn boy, you do have a nice body." "Thanks. It's all the running from soccer." "You look pretty built though. You lift?" "Yeah, we have strength training twice a week and on my days off. But you, you're much bigger." "Yeah? Thanks, I been working pretty hard this past year. Here, feel," he said, guiding my hand to his arm. He flexed for me, letting feel his bicep, triceps, shoulder, even his chest and abs. "But honestly," Diego said, "I like your body, leaner but still ripped." He went down and felt on my chest and abs. I was a bit weird since I didn't ask him to but I guess he had just let me feel his body so why not. Actually, it felt a little bit exciting to have someones hand on my body like that, almost in a sexual way. "Shit," I thought, "I'm thinking like a fag. Must be all the drugs." "We ready to go to the party?" "Yeah, plenty more t there too," he said, putting away the pipe and the shirt, throwing them in the back. "Won't be needing those right now." We got to the party after about half an hour of driving. I was farther away than I thought, and I had no idea what part of town I was in. We pulled up on a discrete looking house and I reached back for my shirt, but Diego stopped me. "We don't need those. It's kind of a... everyone will be showing skin." "Oh, okay." I felt kind of embarrassed. Even though I knew my body was good, I felt like an asshole showing up to a strangers house shirtless. We got to the front door and Diego knocked. A hot looking young woman open the door. "Diego!" she said, "so glad you're here. I've had to watch the door for like an hour." She was wearing just a bra and jeans. I guess it was a shirtless party like Diego had said, which was kind of weird. "Hey babe," he replied. "Got some special treats for ya' later. Know were the action is?" "Downstairs, like always. Who is this hunk of fresh meat?" "This is Alex." I gave a awkward hello. "Is he..." she began to ask before Diego interrupted. "Eventually. We're going to make our way to the kitchen first." I followed Diego who seemed to know where he was going. "Let me make you a drink, something not to strong," he laughed. "Have a seat and mingle," he said, gesturing to a couch. I noticed everyone at the party. Everyone was fit, and there seemed to be a lot of guys. I mostly just zoned out on the couch, almost too fucked up to talk straight. ---- I brought Alex his drink. Little did he know, I had spiked it with a little g. I knew it was a risky proposition, with him already drinking, but I decided to say fuck it. I could tell this fag was fucked up. I don't even think he registered that most of the guys in the room were gay, half dressed or in underwear, making out. Pretty sure one guy was being blown by another in the corner. "Drink up man, then will do so more t." "Sounss good mann," he said, slurring a bit. He downed his drink quickly, rushing to get more and more fucked up. "Stand up man," I said, helping him up. "Let's get you out of these pants." They slide right off of him and he barely seemed to notice. He was wearing a pair of CK briefs and looked sexy as hell. "Man," I thought, "I can't wait to destroy this twink." Other people in the room noticed, knowing that I had completely fresh meat tonight. Feeling on his bulge, I could tell he was hard. I knew this guy was a fag, knew it from first meeting him a couple of hours ago. One of those repressed, in denial bitches who need someone like Tina to show off their slutty side. I went in for a kiss, wondering what he would do. And just like that, eves only half-open, he began kissing back, wrapping his arms around me as we slowly moved back and forth. "You like this boy?" I asked. "MMhmmm..." he replied, only semi-conscious. I don't think he even registered what he was doing or that we were in the middle of a party, him in just his briefs, in the arms of a guy. I knew it was time. Half-supporting him, I guided him through the house to the stairs to the basement. A few guys followed knowing what that meant, others stayed not knowing what was going on. I knew other would be downstairs already, having an okay time, not realizing the gift they were about to receive. We reached the door and began our decent down the stairs.

i think i like both just as much for different reasons. i also love getting splattered with cum tho. i think the thought of being messy inside and out is just hot.

I'm not sure if this exactly fits as an answer to the post, but here you go anyway. I was after some hard rough sex. I visited this guy through a local contact site who said he would like to top me like I asked. I arrived at his place, all very civilised, chatted for a few minutes. He asked how I would like it to go. I just told him to treat me like a piece of meat. "I will rape you if u want" was his response. So I agreed. I was nervous and shaky as I did not know what the hell was going to happen. We both undressed calmly. "Are you ready" was the last thing I heard from him, I said I was. Immediately he grabbed me by the head, forced my face down into the couch and pulled my ass up into the air. I don't know how he got so hard so fast, but within seconds I felt his cock against my hole. I was still held down, then I was pinned to the couch as he pushed into me. He fucked me harder and harder, I began to feel I could not take anymore, but then did not want to stop, or disappoint him, so I just went with it. Suddenly he grabbed my torso, threw me over onto my back, almost folded me in half so my hole was pointing upwards, then started fucking again. He pinched and pulled hard at my nipples (so hard that the next day one was very bruised) while fucking at such a rate I could hardly breathe. I was totally spent, I could hardly do anything and really couldn't carry on, but I just let him finish the job. I was almost limp like as rag doll as he threw me around, grabbed my pelvis and began to ramp up, all of a sudden I could sense he was about to cum, he fucked so harder and harder, then he shuddered and moaned and it was all over. I collapsed in a heap, he stood up, smiled, gave me back my glasses and graciously asked "Are you OK, I hope I didn't hurt you". After just a few polite words, and some thanks, I showered and left. A crazy experience, it was a while ago now, but I recently contacted him again for another go. So, not exactly 'rape' as obviously it was planned, but its sort of close.

I went to a sex party once. Jonah Hill was there. At least it felt like Jonah Hill. From the curly hair, furry belly, to the young man skin, rounded cheeks, top and bottom. This Jonah was a bottom, pre-lubed and purring when his itch was scratched. The itch was in the small of his back, furry space above his plump rounded cheeks. Light fuzz there, more than what was on his face - a baby face unable to grow hair. The other itch was inside, where he’d purr attention. I watched Jonah suck the big dicks and ask to be fucked, repeatedly. Some times he’d stand there, wit his underwear half pulled down, inviting someone to pull them the rest of the way down and take, take, take. The mayor was also there; a short round man, heavy voice, older face. He was experienced. He knew to wear the leather vest with the black jock; knew to suck the big dick deep so that the sput worked it’s way all the way down, making it easier when he turned around, and being short, stood on his tip toes to ease the slippery cock into his ass. He finished them off with his mouth, cleaning dick, big and small with his flexible tongue. He talked a good deal, telling stories of play parties past - of spaces where a man could go and get taken cared of, and where daddies rested comfortably on well-fucked haunches. I never saw his dick; he never took it out of that jockstrap, but i did rub his worn muscles. Seated him down and worked over his shoulders, down his broad back, over his thick butt, around daddy-big pecs, tweaked nipples, and made him purr. He did that alot, and he asked for more, and so i watched and rubbed, even while the frenchman pounded 9 thick inches in and out. The frenchman. Thin, hard assed, and all dick. Curve downward, heavy and thick. Impressive, and all in, it went. Several times, several men, big and small; thick assed and round hipped. In the sling, up against the wall, right there on the floor. A fucking machine; dick half-hard, but thighs smacking. I watched him fuck a fat-assed black man for twenty minutes, hovering over him and pumping while the eyes rolled back. He liked being watched, pulling out so everyone could see how wide he could stretch a hole. A top, even a well-traveled one, had to appreciate. That dick made men masters. And no everyone could take it; the tall daddy loved sucking on it. He’d squat down and hold his hands behind his back - he gave his throat to that dick but couldn’t give up the ass. He’d let it play, let it dance around, but then would blush and push it away. He couldn’t conceive of all that dick up his daddy butt. Even after seeing it go inside that slim twink, who gritted his teeth and opened up. The daddy watched that and jerked off, letting a stranger pat and knead his butt, but when presented with the meat at his hole, he wussed himself out the door. I didn’t blame him; i just gave him my own dick, a smaller version but less demanding. I was just fine with daddy sitting on the floor, letting his throat expand with dick and groaning and moaning over each entry. I fed him my load twice; first time as i watched the mayor ride dick in a sling, and a slower time when i could close my eyes and just enjoy skill for it’s own sake. It was sex all over, enough to watch or get involved. Both had advantages: be it watching the clean-cut frat boy get mauled by four big men, all who wanted a piece of furry chest, rock hard buns, thick curved dick, or fingers. Those fingers get wondrous reviews; i heard the usual moans and grunts, but also the wounded dissapointment of having them pulled away and put into another fat man’s ass. I thought him a player only, until i heard him whisper “now” in the mayor’s ass, and then watched him slipped it into that thick butt and pound it into the ground. The Mayor was, as always, prepared, he spread his legs, lowered his head, raised his hips and gave the meaty target requested. He brached himself against the wall, let his hips be gripped hard and yelped with each bottom-busting slam. The cum shot went around the room, hitting each member hard enough to trigger their own orgasm. And thus you joined in; you were alone against the wall, quiet on the couch, in your own private world with warm throat on your cock, and still, there were other men in the room, other men in the house, other men doing horrible, nasty, sleazy, wonderful things to one another. Pick your boundary, but you are in, all the way in.

"Fuck guys," I pushed both Roberto and Ivan away from me, ending our three-way kiss. "We need to take a break.” Ivan rolled over me to my right and lay back, laughing and rubbing his hairy belly. Roberto pulled away and caught his breath. I sat up a bit and repositioned some of the pillows against the wall at the end of the bed and sat up straight. I pulled my legs up, knees to my chest. My legs were spread open as Ivan looked at my mancunt and winked, smirking at me. Roberto handed us some Gatorade and we all took big gulps, our breathing still rapid, excitement still floating above us like an invisible cloud. Both men were still HARD. Roberto sat down at the edge of the bed and with his free hand---started to finger me. I moaned. So much for the break. But I wasn't complaining. Flying. "What is all this?" Roberto pointed with his other hand, drink clutched tightly, referring to the rimseat and HD camcorder. "Turn on the camera," I motioned, taking another gulp of my drink. Ivan sat up a bit, checking things out. Roberto leaned over to the HD cam resting on a tripod. He took a few seconds to figure out the control features and pressed a button. Beep. "Wow," Ivan proclaimed in surprise. Opposite of us on the flatscreen, the FF DVD imagery that was playing earlier abruptly changed, the visual of an amazing ass in close-up with a fist pistoning in and out rapidly, disappearing in a flash. The monitor came alive, a sudden brightness flaring in the dark bedroom. We were now all on the screen, digital representations at a heightened saturation. "Oh shit," Roberto whispered, impressed. He fudged with the cam, playing with it as we watched the visual, live on the screen, a slight pan towards the bed, a slight zoom towards my hole as Roberto's finger from his other hand darted in and out of my mancunt. "Wow," Ivan exclaimed again, repositioning himself for better access. He put his drink aside on the end table and Roberto did likewise. Beep. "It is recording now," Roberto announced, zooming in just a little more, my manpussy on the flatscreen at an unbelievable dimension. The assjuice on my asslips glistened like tiny digital sparks. Ivan's thick, rough fingers appeared on the screen and with both hands grabbed my mancunt lips and spread it apart. His fingers looked HUGE on the screen. Roberto's finger was still fucking me. Both men stared at the screen in awe, in lust, in anticipation. On the screen my hungry hole expanded to an unbelievable pornographic proportion. Ivan pulled on my mancunt lips, pulling it further apart. Roberto continued to finger-fuck it. Pull and fuck. Pull and fuck. They both looked at my hole, then at each other, nodding in pride. FUCK!!! "Let's do a little more Tina," I announced. They both turned and smiled at me. The hunger consumed me and it needed to be fed. "YEAHHHH..." Roberto sighed. He pulled away from my manpussy, got off the bed and took control of the favors. He refilled the glass cock adding more shards than what we had ingested before, looking at me with a mischievous grin. Ivan sat up straighter but still managed to finger me with his thick index digit from one hand. "Wait. Let me do one thing," Roberto announced, still holding the pipe. He toyed with the HD cam with his free hand as the camera zoomed out, away from my hole so that we saw a wider angle of ourselves on the flatscreen. We all looked dazed, hungry in our own selfish appetites, in that early state where the parTy is just REALLY getting started. Roberto grabbed the torch as Ivan and I watched his motions on the screen as if he wasn't beside us. Shit, he could have been parTying with two other strangers, in another room, another apartment…in fuckin’ Manhattan. Ivan and I were too lost, flying in some other space, mesmerized by the digital exhibit on the screen. Roberto lit up and carefully heated the bowl, twisting and turning gently, cooking those shards as it melted slowly, into a magical, transparent liquid. A huge cloud formed slowly in the glass bubble. He took a long, deep breath and inhaled. He then leaned into me as I leaned into him as we shotgunned that magical smoke. I stared at us with one eye on the screen, the other eye intensely on Roberto. I kissed him greedily, my mouth all sloppy and wet, saliva dripping out of our mouths. He gave it back in equal return. Ivan meanwhile fingered me again. Roberto suddenly pulled away and I instinctively grabbed Ivan, drawing his mouth to mine. I exhaled big clouds to Ivan who took deep breaths and held it in. The big rough tongue then jabbed inside my mouth. I kissed him back in return, swallowing that fat tongue like another appendage of this Russian man. I started chewing at the heavy tip of his tongue with my teeth, applying just a little pressure, then more. He moaned then pulled away from me abruptly. We all stared at the flatscreen mesmerized as Ivan exhaled, huge clouds rising above us, fading into the dark shadows under the ceiling. FLYING. Boom. Boom. BOOM!!! The deep, dark electronic beats provided a soundtrack to the live HD footage reflecting on us. Roberto leaned into Ivan and handed him the glass pipe. Roberto struck the torch again and cooked the crystal for Ivan who repeated the earlier steps, letting the smoke accumulate, bigger clouds than just earlier forming inside that bubble. Then he took a really big breath intake and handed the pipe back to Roberto. Ivan leaned forward and kissed me, that rough tongue scratching on mine. We did that for nearly a minute (which seemed to last forever) while he still fingered me with his other hand. With one eye again, I looked at the screen, and with my other eye on Ivan. I couldn't believe this was real, this was happening. Despite all the Tina, I was getting HARD again with excitement. The entire scenario, the environment, these two HOT MEN just turning me ON on a deep level. They were both equal and completely different in how they provided their complete attention to my manhole. I loved the contrast of it. And then Ivan's tongue stopped; I received his silent signal as he exhaled a huge cloud into my mouth, my throat, my lungs. I inhaled deep and slow and closed my eyes, savoring the effect, spreading my legs further. Ivan pulled away, replaced quickly by Roberto and his soft tongue, gliding over mine, wet with saliva and anticipation. My tongue stopped moving as he recognized the moment. I exhaled and he pulled my smoke into himself. He then kissed me again gently and pulled away as my mouth was left open, my tongue licking my lips. Roberto looked at the screen. Ivan continued to finger me. We all stared at our digital mirror as Roberto released the clouds, one bigger than the next. We repeated this process for several more minutes, laughing as we got higher and h i g h e r , until the bowl's ingredients was spent. Roberto placed the pipe carefully aside. "Roberto," I had an idea, "can you grab the rimseat?" He turned around and picked it up from the floor. I stood up carefully on the bed, pulling out of Ivan's rummaging fingers inside me. Ivan adjusted himself, helping my balance. I grabbed the rimseat from Roberto and placed it on the bed in front of me. Ivan and Roberto pulled away as I adjusted the leg heights to it’s lowest setting. Then I carefully sat down, centering my ass over the seat, bracing myself on Ivan's big upper body. Roberto looked at the screen and smiled in understanding and approval. He then adjusted a lamp on the bedside table, aiming it at my ass which now glowed on the screen. He pulled on the camera, released it from the tripod and held it. The picture on the screen suddenly got jumpy until Roberto repositioned himself, kneeling on the floor beside the bed, elbows on the mattress, getting some stability, aiming the camera on my ass. On the screen my manpussy was glowing in a blur as the image zoomed in slightly until the center of the frame came into focus, a tiny bead of assjuice on the tip of my pussylips, sparkling. "Can you grab that?" I motioned to Ivan now, pointing to some toys at the foot of the bed. Ivan picked up a dildo. "No-not that," I pointed again until he figured out what I wanted. "Yes-that one." I thanked him. I grabbed a towel near us and wiped whatever little lube or ass juice I had near my manhole. I then positioned the ass pump under my hole, reached over for the lube on the side table near me, grabbed just a small amount and applied the slippery liquid to the long, clear acrylic phallic probe at the center of the pump. The probe extended about six inches and had a circumference of a small dildo. I then slowly pushed the probe into my ass. It slid in easily as I was so h u n g r y. I swallowed that probe as the pump walls enveloped my hole. I handed Ivan the hand-crank of the pump. "Roberto could you please..." I motioned to the poppers on the side table. Roberto generously fed it to me. I took deep, repeated breaths and then closed the cap on the container and held it with one hand. I exhaled rapidly. "Ok, Ivan pump S L O W L Y ," I instructed. He did as I asked as my asslips extended gradually, filling the transparent cylinder's oval walls as the vacuum pressure built up inside the acrylic pump. Roberto zoomed in just a little more. From the flatscreen we could clearly see my manhole expanding. The stretch felt great, a slight subtle sting from the pressurized pull of the vacuum, but nothing unbearable or uncomfortable. "Wow," Ivan exclaimed, looking at my hole under the rimseat, then turning quickly at the flatscreen, looking at the magnified digital representation. "Big mancunt," he declared, matter-of-fact. On the screen the acrylic tube sucked on my hole, pulling my asslips around the center phallic shaft that was lodged inside me. My asslips were engorged and filling the walls of the pump. "A little more," I begged to Ivan. He pumped a few more times watching the effect on the screen. He was mesmerized. "You so bad and nasty," he said, proclaiming the obvious. I took a hit from the poppers container again. Oh man, that felt so fucking GREAT! I leaned back slightly enjoying the sensation of the poppers hitting me, the combination of the Tina from just earlier mixing with everything already in my system. My hole was relaxed and expanding. At the same time, the pressure from the pump was INCREDIBLE. Ivan grabbed the vacuum pump tube and started to rock it up and down, fucking me with the center phallic probe. It could only go an inch or so as the tube was already set around my ass and there was no more depth to be had. But regardless-it was FUCKING INTENSE! I moaned and took more hits of poppers as Roberto continued to capture the footage. Ivan stopped with the probe-fucking after several minutes. "Here, you hold," he handed me the hand-crank as he let go of the pump, which was still attached tight to my pulsing hole. Ivan leaned back and very carefully stood up on the bed, balancing himself on my shoulders. Roberto saw what was going on and carefully adjusted himself away from the edge of the bed, the camera following him as the footage on the flatscreen panned out, to a wider shot, displaying me on the screen, legs spread, this monster tube, stuck and hanging from my ass, my manpussy extended over an inch or more on its walls. And standing beside me was Ivan and that monster thick Russian tool, still hard as a rock and pointing straight out. Ivan pushed forward as his cockhead entered my mouth. I stared up at him, hunger written all over me. He had a mad look on his face, intense and crazy, almost menacing and slightly frightening, like someone possessed. I sucked on his cockhead greedily as I pumped on the hand-crank. I moaned as my asslips filled the vacuum tube, an extra intensity with a wave of sustained pleasure washing over me. I nursed Ivan's cock sucking it further into my mouth. Ivan held his balance on the bed, one hand on my shoulder, the free hand now tightly pinching on my right nipple. Hard. Soft. Hard. Soft. HARD! The nipple play, his thick cock now forcing itself in my mouth and the pumping pressure on my hole was just too much! URGGHHMMMMM! I moaned, sounding indecipherable with the monster sinking further into my mouth. Boom, boom, b o o m...the bass seemed to fade into the dark corners of the room as all the heightened sensations overcame me. I could only hear myself groan---but not from myself---it came from echoes emitting from the flatscreen speakers, as my eyes closed, dazed in pain and pleasure. Ivan pushed further, and despite the fact that I had swallowed this massive cock earlier, it felt alien and huge. I almost gagged. He continued to pinch hard on my nipples. He pushed in slightly, not really caring if I could manage the extra inch or so that was descending into my throat. I squeezed on the hand-crank twice, the pressure pulling my mancunt further into the vacuum. I could feel the edge of my pussylips fill and cling to the interior walls of the acrylic pump. It also tightened around the center phallic probe. It felt like I was squeezing a super hard cock while this exterior force was crushing my asslip walls at the same time. Ivan pushed harder, deeper, filling my throat. I tried to massage his shaft with my mouth, but my rhythm was thrown off as the intensity of his monster cock filled me and the pressure on my hole grew to a magnified level. I squeezed on the hand-crank once more as Ivan did the same with my nipple, only harder. It was too much. “Stop,” I protested, my voice muffled, pulling out, catching my breath as his thick cock slid out of my mouth, wet and sloppy with my saliva. “It’s too fucking intense!” I leaned back slightly and looked at the screen for guidance in between my legs. I pushed a finger around the base of the pump, applying a little pressure around my perineum, until the vacuum seal was broken, the pump now released. I pulled on it slowly as the thick tube came loose, the center probe revealing itself inch by inch as I dragged it out my hole, pulling the pump away. My asslips were engorged, glistening, fat and huge, dropping more than an inch from my ass. I took a deep breath, feeling my hole loose, open, free, relaxed, ENORMOUS. “HOLY SHIT!!!” Roberto exclaimed. The image on the screen vibrated as he was so excited, so turned on by the image in front of him, that he was shaking. He stepped back, fidgeted with the HD cam, locking it back on the tripod, adjusting it quickly as Ivan and I looked at him, then at the screen, as the image grew wider, the lens panning out. The lamp was still focused mostly on my hole, dripping, pulsing and huge, descending from my ass. Roberto stepped aside, walked to the end table beside the bed, licked the tip of one finger and dusted it generously with some Tina. He grinned at me and I smiled back in appreciation, as we all exchanged glances-not directly-but at each other on the flatscreen, flying and lost in the media over-saturation. He grabbed a pillow from behind me and positioned it under the rimchair. Roberto then climbed on the bed, laying on his back and slid under the chair, his face positioned under my ass. “Isso é tão bonito,” he whispered in between my legs as he inserted the Tina-laced finger, pushing it as far as it could go, deep into my hole. I opened the poppers and breathed deep in each nostril, repeated, then inhaled through my mouth. Roberto’s right arm reached upwards, palm open. I handed him the container and he took deep breaths also, turning his head to the side from under the rimchair. He handed the bottle back up and before I could grab it, Ivan took hold of it and followed my lead, inhaling from his mouth as he winked at me. He handed the container back to me as I tightened the lid. I felt something wet and slippery at my hole. On the flatscreen, Roberto’s face disappeared in between my legs, smothering itself on my ass. His long tongue glided through my hole, my manpussy lips still extended, dropping loose from the earlier pumping. He pulled on my asslips with both hands, spreading it gently as he let his tongue circle around the perimeter of my manpussy. He licked it slowly, devouring my manpussy, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. He moved his chin and brushed his light beard against my asslips. It felt like a million needles scratching on my very sensitive hole. It was an intense sting then rapidly became an overwhelming pleasure. OH FUCK!!!! I love it when a guy eats my hole this way, taking his time, taking it slow at first, building and building. The booty bump was starting to have effect as I could feel a new heat building inside my hole, an ever-increasing sensation that was only heightened by the poppers. Ivan jerked on his massive dick, the head an inch from my face. He was looking at me, looking at my hole on the screen, looking at Roberto’s snake between his legs which was still HARD and bouncing from excitement. I leaned forward just a bit and with my right hand grabbed that snake and slowly massaged it, feeling the weight, jerking on it. It was still super HARD! I turned slightly to my left as Ivan’s cockhead met my lips. I sucked his thick Russian tool slowly in, applying more and more pressure on his head as he moaned, his head turning more rapidly, watching the events unfold live in front of him and digitally represented on the screen. The combination of all the reflective sordid action was turning both of us on. I love my visuals with assplay. Roberto slurped between my legs. I was breathing rapidly, trying to spread my legs more for Roberto, jerking his dick, sucking on Ivan’s monster that was now slowly starting to fuck my mouth. I looked up at him, nodded in acceptance, as he pushed another inch in. I sucked harder. I squeezed Roberto’s shaft. He moaned in between my legs as I felt his tongue slide into my hole, darting in and out rapidly. “Tão aberto,” he moaned. From the flatscreen I saw his face lower from my engorged manpussy. He reached into my hole with a few fingers and gently made circlular motions, massaging my inner walls. His tongue darted back in, the tip folded to a point as he fucked my hole that way: tongue and fingers. He swirled his tongue around the fingers as if they were in a race with each other, darting from one side to the other, his tongue rapidly alternating with his fingers. The intense movement felt incredible as the booty bump was now pulsing deeper in my hole, like the beats of the music that started to creep back from the corners of the room, surrounding us…b o o m...boom...BOOM! I leaned my head back a little, my mouth opened wider as Ivan pushed further in. I let go of Roberto's snake and concentrated on Ivan's tool pushing on my throat while enjoying the heightened sensation between my legs. I motioned for Ivan to pause as I did more hits of poppers from my nose carefully. I was so HUNGRY I didn't want that monster cock to leave my mouth. Ivan grabbed the container from me and inhaled also. He handed it back to me as I sealed it. His cock pushed in another inch as he sensed the poppers having its immediate effect on me; my throat now invited him entry. Ivan pushed in another thick inch. I breathed in deep from my nose to get as much oxygen. I closed my eyes, concentrating on the intense sensations on both of my holes. I kept visualizing the inside of my throat getting looser, softer, open, like how my ass would be as the night continued. Ivan pushed more in, not being so gentle now as he could sense my allowance, my need, my hunger. OH FUCK!!! The weight and fullness, the rigidity of the massive cock felt incredible in my throat. Roberto meanwhile was now slowly licking the edges of my manpussy with the tip of his tongue, sliding it around that it felt like he was barely touching it, just teasing it, playing with it, making me more HUNGRY. "So beautiful," Roberto moaned from in between my legs. Clearly the poppers and booty bump was also having an effect on my manpussy. Roberto started kissing my asslips, his lips puckered, smacking against my hole. And then he would thrust his long tongue inside, swirl it around, rapidly, then slowly, then rapidly again. His tongue would pull out quickly and he would resume kissing my very sloppy asslips. Ivan pushed in further. My throat was so open now that he slid in several inches without any restraint from my part. The fullness inside me felt amazing as I massaged his shaft with my throat muscles. Roberto now started licking my hole gently, just teasing it with the tip of his tongue. FUCKING INCREDIBLE!!! The double assault on both of my holes was overwhelming. Ivan was moaning, enjoying the attention. I glanced down to Roberto's groin and saw his snake bouncing up and down uncontrollably, precum leaking out from his cockhead, creating a small pool near his navel. Ivan pushed harder, all of his cock now engulfed inside my mouth, my throat. His pubic hair tickled my nose. I twitched my manpussy and pushed it out for Roberto to devour. Fucking INTENSE. I pulled away from Ivan slowly, releasing his cock from my throat as I took a deep breath as the thickness of his tool emptied out of me. He grabbed his cock from the base and squeezed it, watching me, puzzled. I suddenly grabbed the seat of the rimchair from my sides and carefully stood up. In between my legs, Roberto looked dazed, surprised, bewildered. His tongue danced in the air, his face framed by the seat surrounding his head. I stood up for a second, stepped forward carefully as Ivan held me with one arm for balance. And then I positioned myself over Roberto's cock. He sensed what I was now doing and grabbed his cock firmly as it pointed up to my ass which was now descending onto that snake. OH YEAH !!!! Inside my hole, a beat pulsed and pulsed, in rhythm to the dark bass embracing us. The inner heat in me that had been building earlier needed to be satisfied. I felt Roberto's cockhead enter slowly. There was a light pinch but it felt pleasant, almost like a tease, a tickle. All his warm saliva and my assjuice had my hole well lubricated that the snake easily slid in. We both moaned at the same time. On the flatscreen Ivan repositioned himself, turning to his side facing the camera as he jerked on his massive cock. I rocked myself up and down slowly on Roberto's snake for a few strokes, feeling his shaft fill my hungry hole. There was no tension, no resistance. The booty bump and my hunger made my hole very relaxed. I sat down completely on his groin, his hard tool impaled in its full length inside me. I squeezed my hole muscles a bit and then relaxed, pushing out. Roberto moaned deeply as his hands grabbed my sides to keep me steady. I slowly started to pull myself up from him, but just an inch or so, then descend back down, fucking myself with his shaft that was hard as a rock. It felt fucking great! Ivan was on the screen looking mad and intense again, watching us fuck while beating on his thick tool in a furious pace. I rocked up and down, pulling up higher and higher as we watched the screen, Roberto's long shaft revealing itself inch by inch with my strokes. He was now rocking with me, fucking me gently, then rapidly. I kept my hole loose as his snake slid in and out. Ivan continued to jerk his dick in quick, short motions. The thick snake was moving in a faster speed, sliding through my hungry tunnel. I crouched myself up with my hands clutching on Roberto's thighs for balance. I sat up in position and held it there as Roberto thrust in and out, faster and harder, really FUCKING ME NOW, building his pace, FASTER AND FASTER. His cock moved rapidly on the screen as Ivan beat off in unison. Roberto grabbed my hips tighter and pushed me down HARD on his cock as he thrust DEEP into my hole. I felt a sudden pulse from the snake inside me as he came hard in multiple spasms. “ABRIGADO! ABRIGADDDO!” he yelled. After several minutes (or was it longer than that?) his hands released me as they fell to his side, resting on the bed. He gasped heavily behind me, catching his breath. I slowly slid off the snake, pulling away, moving forward to his knees, catching my breath. I barely had a minute to do that. Ivan lunged forward, bent over and thrust his massive, thick Russian monster at my mancunt. UGGGHHHHHH!!!! I screamed, shocked by the sudden assault that came with no warning. Roberto pulled back quickly from in between my legs, as he pushed the rimseat away, as it bounced towards the edge of the bed. He leaned over and watched the activity unfolding on the screen. I caught his eye looking at mine, he had a sinister face that stunned me…then comforted me. I winked back at him from the flatscreen. Ivan pushed HARD AND DEEP. I jerked forward, the violence of his fuck, rocking me. I still had the poppers in one hand and quickly uncapped the container, took deep breaths through my nostrils repeatedly, then a big inhale through my mouth, then closed the container. Ivan pushed HARDER, DEEPER. I was now gasping, lunging forward with each thrust as Ivan would pull out of my mancunt, then pushing back as he would fuck back into me. I pushed my mancunt lips out. I wanted to be super loose for him as he fucked me. Like a cunt. But a mancunt that he was now taking special care to attend, to feed, to breed. He fucked HARDER AND HARDER, each thrust seemed more violent than the one that preceded it. It was almost hurting, but I loved the pain. I would squeeze my ass for a second for the extra burn. OH FUCK!!!! Then with a deep breath, I would release my ass muscles, getting loose and sloppy. “FUCKIN’ BITCH MANCUNT!!!!” Ivan yelled over the dark, deep bass. He fucked harder a few more strokes, then pushed and fucked with such intensity from his last stroke that I almost got thrust to the edge of the bed. “AWWWW…YOU FUCKIN’ MANCUNT!!!!” Ivan protested again, thrusting one HARD LAST TIME---EXPLODING inside me, his cum a warm pool that added even more heat into my burning tunnel. On the flatscreen I could see Roberto jerking off his dick behind us. Ivan was now moaning, his head rocking violently side to side as he caught his breath with his massive tool still HARD inside me. He stood there, knees bent, his massive weight descending on me with that tool still pulsing. My inner hole was only getting warmer and warmer. And then, suddenly Ivan pulled out, stepped back a bit and knelt towards my hole. With his giant paws, he spread my asscheeks apart and dove in with his face. My back arched up in pleasure as his rough, fat tongue entered my very open, loose hole. Roberto jumped off the bed abruptly and grabbed the HD camcorder loose from the tripod and stood over us, zooming in. On the screen, my ass filled the horizontal frame, Ivan’s big hands bleeding off the edge, his now-giant tongue greedily licking away at my hole. I shook the poppers container and took deep breaths. HOLY FUCK!!! This was fucking intense. Ivan just kept going at my hope, sucking on it, eating his own cum that was mixed with Roberto’s warm contribution from earlier. There was so much cum from both of them that it was spilling out my engorged mancunt. Some of my asslips were so wet and moist with their man juice that it was almost white. A big glob of cum dripped from the side of Ivan’s tongue, falling off the edge of the frame. His tongue kept furiously sucking on my hole, spreading it apart with his fingers. Ivan then inserted his right index finger and attempted to fish out more of the warm liquid seed. His finger pulled out after a few seconds and was covered in cum that he then sucked off. Then the finger disappeared again into my hungry mancunt, open and inviting. He twisted that finger deep inside, fucking me for a few seconds with force, then would stop and try to feel inside, grabbing what he was hunting for. The finger would exit my hole still covered with more man juice! On the screen his finger got larger and larger as he pushed it towards Roberto and the lens. The finger was swallowed on screen, Roberto’s chin peaking into the frame, his tongue lapping away at Ivan’s thick finger. The image on the screen suddenly went dark as Roberto lost control, sucking on Ivan’s finger, his hand with the camera now at his side, the lens pointed towards a dark corner of the room. The bass crept behind us again. Roberto leaned into Ivan and started kissing him deep, his tongue trying to get and taste what man juice he could grab. I leaned forward, squeezing myself away from Ivan, turning around, facing them as they shared their cum between each other. I shook the poppers container again, opened it and fed it to both hungry men who took deep breaths of the nasty aroma without releasing their locked lips. I fed myself then closed the container, tossed it aside, and with my other hand, felt my manpussy. It was wet, sloppy, moist, open and dripping. I pushed several fingers inside coating it with more man juice. I then fed the coated fingers to both men, who stared at me, with a deep hunger, like thirsty animals on the prowl. I leaned forward, stuck my tongue out and shared the cum with both of them, our tongues dancing to the dark beat behind us. FUCK. I LOVE TAKING BREAKS. On the flatscreen the lens gazed in the darkness, the automatic lighting meter resetting itself, a sparkle of light emitting on the corner of the frame as my sling started to glow in the shadows.