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PART 6 I spent the whole drive over shaking I was so nervous. Over and over i told myself to just turn around and what what was I thinking risking so much? The first time I didn’t know til it was too late , but this was different. And I couldn’t pretend to myself it wasn’t. My hard cock and hungry ass were leading me, overpowering every thought I had to just get away! There was no hiding it, Tim had told me flat out. He was hiv positive, poz as he called it. And he didn’t use condoms. And he had no intention of pulling out. And I had seen that huge cock and knew how deep it could be when he came. And I had seen those giant cum producing balls. He had to shoot a massive load. He will fill me up with it, his sperm. His HIV positive sperm. Spurt after spurt, his cock all the way inside me erupting. And fear took more of a backseat. I was a horny as hell 18 year old that had just discovered bottoming and had done it with a hot experienced hung top. And he had fucked me bareback and cum in me my first time. I couldn’t help wanting more. And I knew how amazing Tim was, how he had made it feel so good, had made me so hungry for cock and so wanting to be a proud gay bottom. A bareback bottom now, on my way to see him again. Still shaking, I rang his bell and he answered obviously nude and obviously knowing it would be me knocking. “I’m so glad you are here. I have thought about that hot ass so many time these last few days. And the way that mouth felt on my cock. And the taste of your asshole. Wanna go straight up?” He welcomed me shutting the door. Nodding eagerlly at home he responded by leading me up to the room I had been in before. This time, I was tearing at my clothes, my cock like steel already and eyes focused on Tim’s already hard meat. Naked, I fell to my knees and licked the shaft from the base to the head, before swirling my tongue around the big mushroom head. Tasting precum, I lost my self and opened wide and took as much as I could. Concentrating on relaxing my throat, I tried to take more and more burn woukd gag occasionally and have to back off. I was trying my best to please him, to be a good cocksucker. “Fuck yeah”, he growled, “that’s so good. Suck that fucking dick. Get it ready. I’m gonna fuck you with it in about 30 seconds.” I grew every more eAger in my sucking, wanting to show my enthusiasm for what he said. “Get up, get on the bed on your back and pull your legs up,” he ordered as he reached for his lube and applied some to my hole and to his cock. Standing over me, his cock head an inch from my starving hole, he looked down and asked me, “what’s my boy want? Does my boy want me to put my cock inside him right now?” “Yes! Fuck yes”, I cried out. “There’s no condom on this cock”, he whispered as he began to tease my hole by rubbing the tip against it. “No condom. No condom.”, I repeated in an almost begging tone. He was driving me to the edge, making me want him so badly. “Should I pump all of my cum Into your hole when I shoot? Should I give you my sperm when we both know I am hiv positive? What do you want?”, he whispered as the pressure on my hole gradually increased. “I want you to cum in me, fill me up with it! All of it! PleAse just please fuck me til you cum!” I whimpered. With that, he pushed in and i I felt that piercing pain followed by a dull ache as my almost virgin hole tried to relax. He gently worked his big meat into me, slowly rocking his hips pushing deeper and deeper. Then starting to take longer strokes as my breath became gasps and I started losing myself to the sensations of pleasure in my hole. It wasn’t long til I was lost. The only thing on earth that mattered was Tim and his huge cock and me and my tight little hole. We were connected. Eyes locked, him grunting and huffing as I began to feel my breAth knocked out with every deep stroke. His ball were now slapping against me when he drove home and I reveled in knowing he was in me ball deep. I was taking all of him. Raw. He was pumping hArd and his thrusts began to pick up speed, his ups bucking erratically. I recognized this from last time and concentrated on trying to take every single bit of that cock inside me while squeezing and miliking it. “Fuck yes, squeeze that fucking cock Chris. Earn that load. Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my sperm in you.” He grunted. “Fucking please cum in me. Please cum in me. I want it in me. I want your cum all inside me. I won’t let it leak at all. Please!” I begged him. “Big poz load. Gonna give it to you. Fucking dump that cum deep inside you.!” He muttered between clenched teeth as he was slamming into me. “Yeah. Big load. Big poz load. Inside me. All of it. Poz load inside me. Poz load inside Me.” I just kept saying it. Then I felt it his pace grew ever faster and then he drove deep and collapsed onto me and i felt that huge rod pulse and throb as his sperm entered me and splattered into my guts. I squeezed and milked it and wrapped my arms around him to hold him insode me. The throbs slowly ebbed and he pulled back up and looked down at me. My stomach was covered in my own cum? I had shot without touching myself. He made no move to pull out and I made no attempt to back off it. Instead I looked up with a guilty grin and knew inside there was no way I could stop doing this. Getting fucked without condoms and taking Tim’s cum. It was like a drug. I was already hooked. What was I gonna do now? This is crazy! But fuck his cum is in me and that thought still scared me but it was turning me on more. A lot more.

Got invited by a FB on bbrt to attend one of the local parties while I am in Atlanta this week. I have (tried) to hold parties like this before and frankly my results suck! So i went with pretty low expectations. It was a pretty usual set up..hotel room with door that opens to the outside, door unlocked. When i walked in 4 guys were already on one of the beds all tangled up rimming and sucking each other. My thought was this is a pretty good start...i quickly stripped and joined in. In a few the guy that invited me got there, he has a massive cock. Long and fat. Yes. Right after he stripped a hot black guy shows up he’s dressed like he just left work and is stopping off for a quickie before going home. At this point i am on the side of the bed getting plowed by the other guys there. The black guy is hot and i wanted him. I managed to get near him and he started rubbing my ass and another bottom laying next to me. He slipped in me and gave me a nice fuck before switching to the other bottom next to me. He switched back and forth for a few minutes. He entered me and really started pounding, i thought “he’s ready to get off and bounce”. My intuition was right. Dude started pounding me and I was holding his cock tight in my hole. At this point all of the guys are standing around watching us fuck and me get bred. Last few thrusts and he unloads in me. Pulls out, wipes off, gets dressed and leaves. My buddy that invited me starts fucking the other bottom and he can barely take his big tool. Then I got fucked by another of the tops and he quickly unloads in me. By this time, the room is pretty full and action is going on all around. Mostly sucking and some fucking. It’s early still. The hung daddy decides to move over to me and we start kissing and he tells me how much he loved watching the bbc unload in my hole. He says it’s his turn. I get on my back, raise my legs over his shoulders as he slowly glides in. This guy’s dick is so big most of the other guys stop and come over to watch. I am taking it like a champ. After starting missionary, he puts me on all fours for a bit. The other guys are encouraging him to pound me harder. He tells me to lay flat face down and he crawls on top of me. I am 5’10” tall and this guy is prob 6’3” and 30-40 lbs heavier and he has all of his weight on me as he starts to assault my ass. This makes the other guys really get into watching me and encouraging him to breed me. After a bit, he starts to tense up and i know he’s close. He starts to shake and unload deep in my bowels. Within the first 45 minutes i had 3 loads and my ass is dripping. I took a break but the party didn’t. Was surprised how many guys ended up attending. Overall probably 20+ guys showed throughout the evening with a good variety of tops, bottoms and vers guys. All shapes and sizes. I watched the other guys give and take loads, it was so hot! All of the guys were engaging with everyone. No attitudes, everyone was there to feed their lust for man sex. At one point, there were 3 of us bottoms lined up doggy style around a bed and guys were taking turns fucking us. It as much as a mental turn on for me as physical turn on watching all of these complete strangers having intimate acts together randomly. As a true cumdump does, i stayed almost until the end. Guys (especially these guys) really like my hairy tight ass so i got fucked by all of the tops and vers guys so prob 16-17 of them. I took at least 7 loads for sure cause my ass was dripping cum profusely after 3 hrs. I went back to my hotel room and got a text from a fuck bud i met before. He’s 28 y/o small framed black guy with a very long uncut cock. I am 51 and he really likes Daddy/Son role play. I tell him my hole is loaded already, he doesn’t care. In a few minutes he’s walking into my hotel room with my door unlocked and ass in the air dripping still. He rims me and tastes my jizz filled hole. He’s really turned on and starts kissing and slobbering cum all over my face. We start the role play and he is totally turned on. This kid fucks like his cock is a pistol, he rams it in over and over and tries to go deeper with each thrust. He fucks me for 45 minutes in every position possible and keep the daddy/son fantasy talk going to keep him turned on even more. I am flipped over on my back and am in missionary when he starts to pound with everything he has. My ass is pretty sore at this point so i am encouraging him to breed me. He starts breathing and sweating, eyes roll in his head and ropes of cum are blasting in my already full ass. He keeps his cock in and I feel 2 more smaller blasts. After he pulls out, he jumps in the shower and is off to see his lover. BEST TUESDAY EVER!

names James. I'm 31, 6' 1", dark hair, hairy, and have a fit body. I've been poz for about five years now. From time to time I would go visit my parents, and every time I was visiting them, it happened Derek, my younger brother's cute friend also was also visiting. Each time I also found we were eyeing each other. The time I first met him he was only 15, but now he is 18, about 5' 8", dirty blonde hair with a nice bubble ass. On a few occasions, when my brother and Derek were swimming, I went into Derek's bag and sniffed his undies. There's nothing like smelling a young man's underwear: always scented with precum, and sometimes I jerked and blew my cum in them - just for good measure. One night my parents were out of town and asked that I keep an eye on the house while my brother and Derek were swimming. At some point my brother went inside, leaving Derek and me alone. Derek climbed out of the pool and, as the water dripping from his treasure trail, asked "Hey James, can I get a smoke?" I immediately popped hard on. "Sure, Derek, but can you…" "Can I what?" "Ummm, it's nothing." "Just tell me," he replied. "Well, I just wanted you to turn around. You have a nice ass." "I'll even lower my shorts a bit, just for you." And let me tell you. From that point on I was determined to fuck his ass! I didn't care. I had to poz him. So the very next day I gave my friend Mark a call, and asked for his assistance in getting into Derek's ass. Mark readily agreed, and so the next day Mark and his sister to stop over. Now, Mark is about 30, and his sister is 19. I picked-up some booze and the five of us started to drink, and I made sure Derek got more shots than any of the rest of us. As Mark and I expected, Mark's sister got bored and wanted to go out clubbing, and I graciously gave them cab fair. As they were started to get ready to leave my brother quietly said Derek was going to stay home as he had had a bit to much to drink. Yes, all was going to plan. My brother and Derek's sister left, leaving me and Mark alone with Derek. "Sorry if I ruined your night, guys," Derek slurred slightly. "No problem at all," I replied, adding "Mark and I are gonna take a swim. Why don't you join us in the back?" "Sure, just give me another smoke," answered Derek. Oh, I'll give you something, I said to myself as I handed him a cigarette. With that the three of us wandered out to the pool, and Mark asked "Hey James, do you have any spare suits?" "Nah," I replied, suggesting "since it's just us, we can just wear our underwear." Mark and I immediately stripped-down, and James followed our example, albeit somewhat clumsily. He had definitely had enough to drink, still, he was the first to jump in, and I was next, although, since he was slightly drunk, he didn't move-out of the way, with the result I surfaced underneath him, and we ended-up wrestling our way back to the wide staircase. Derek tried to jump on my back to knock me back into the water, and as I staggered under his weight, I couldn't help but inwardly smile as I felt his hard cock pressing against my back. "Yo, Derek, what's that you got there, buddy?" I asked. "Sorry, dude, sorry, but you're hot, man," he replied. Joining in, Mark suggested "Hey Derek, if you think James is so how, why don't you show him how much you like his body?" With only the consideration of a second, Derek looked me up and down, grabbed my cock, and placed my hands on his ass as he began giving me an impassioned, if somewhat drunken, kiss. Knowing Derek was where we wanted him, Mark came over and the two of us helped Derek out of the pool, and into the bedroom, where Mark and I got ready to breed him. Somewhat to my surprise Derek said "Fuck, you're so hot! I can't believe this. I've never been with a guy." I murmured in reply, "Well, to be honest, I've wanted to play with you since I first saw you, so you're in luck: you'll get to play with not only me, but my buddy Mark." "I want your cocks inside me," Derek replied, but Mark suggested, "Well, maybe you should start by sucking us off for a while, and then we'll see who gets to tag your ass." And damn, for a first timer he gave a surprisingly good blow job, and while Derek worked on me, Mark began rimming him, getting him ready for my poz cock. Derek, fully aroused by the attention to his ass, was thoroughly excited, and I was happy when he abruptly stood-up, turned-around, and commanded "Fuck me, now." I graciously prepared to comply, and lubed his ass and myself with some Elbow Grease I had strategically placed in the night table drawer, but just as my head was knocking at his hole, Derek asked "Wait, do you have condoms?" Again I was prepared "Sure do," as I pulled one out of the same night table drawer. Derek slid the condom onto my cock, turned around, and presented his ass. Ever helpful Mark distracted him with some poppers, and I began to breach Derek's ass. "Good boy," I coo'd, "why not go down on Mark?" As he did so, I slowly worked my way into Derek's ass, although I admit I ran out of patience towards the end, and just rammed myself home. Naturally Derek yelped in surprise and pain, but I didn't pause: I fucked him vigorously, determined to leave my load in his hole. Fortunately Derek was a natural bottom, and within a minute or two had opened-up to the point he could exclaim "Oh, fuck, that feels amazing! Fuck me, James!" I urged him on, answering "You got it, buddy, take it. Take my cock!" "Fuck, I want you to fuck me every time you visit," he replied. I snickered thinking he was asking for more than he realized, but didn't let on, replying "Get on your back, Derek. I wanna see your eyes as I fuck you!" Now on his back, he replied "Oh, man, it hurts so good." And knowing I needed to shed the condom before I blew my load, I suggested "Hey Mark, why don't you crouch over Derek's face and let him rim your hole?" Mark and Derek thought this was a good idea, and as they positioned themselves, I kept pounding away, but each time I withdrew I surreptitiously slid the condom a bit off my cock, so by the time Derek's tongue slid into Mark's hole, I was barebacking Derek. Yup. My entire eight inch poz cock was now barebacking Derek, and I was very close to seeding him, so I asked "Fuck, Derek, where do you want me to cum?" "Blow your load in my ass, man, in my ass," Derek replied, only to resume rimming Mark. "Fuck, yeah, man, here it is!" I replied, as I pounded ever harder. My load was now about to blow, so I let both Derek and Mark know as much when I pushed my way in, balls-deep, and announced "Here, take it! Take my cum!" As I blew my load inside Derek's ass, he came at virtually the same moment. Not to be out done, Mark gave himself a couple of jerks and blew his load all over Derek's chest, and even Derek's face. So Derek was the model of a slut: cum covering his face as my cum, my poz cum, soaked into his ass. When we had caught our breath I gasped "Hey, buddy, you better get to bed before my brother gets home," but tired by the booze and the fuck, Derek passed-out, so Mark and I carried him into the spare bed and made him comfortable for the night.

Bar Breeding Last summer my boy and I went to a jockstrap party on the roof deck of a certain leather bar. We wore matching old-school elastic gym jockstraps, not the high fashion kinds that underwear models advertise. I loved the thought of hanging out with nothing but a jock between us and the outdoors, knowing we’d be surrounded by sweaty sexy men wearing just as little as we were. We arrived at sundown, undressed and checked our clothes, and had a few bottled beers. I needed to piss and went downstairs to the mens room to use the stainless steel trough. I saw a skinny tall guy with a nose piercing and a bleached blond buzzcut standing there with an enormous uncut cock hanging out letting his piss flow. I was taken by his big dick, and by his apparent joy in showing it off. I also noticed a biohazard tattoo peeking out over his pubes. The guy stood next to me, sneering or smiling as I whipped mine out and started to piss. He put his arm on my shoulder and I just grinned and smiled at him. He nodded silently to me and brought his free hand down to my dick, wrapping his hand around the base while I kept my stream going. When my stream died down, he shook it a few times and slipped it back into my jockstrap. Of course, his hand had given me a bit of a hard-on. I washed my hands and he muttered, ‘see you later.’ I went back upstairs and got two fresh beers for me and my boy. As I handed him his bottle, he snickered noting my hard-on straining the pouch of the jockstrap. My boy took his, we clinked bottles, and then he headed downstairs for a pee. I hadn’t had a chance to mention my POZ friend at the trough, but figured out that he’d learn on his own in no time. Sure enough, maybe ten minutes later, he came back with his own dick straining to get out of his pouch and a goofy grin. Without an explanation, he came up to me and wrapped his arms around me, kissing me hard. I was wondering if he tasted a little like cum. When he pulled off my mouth I asked, ‘What’s gotten into you?’ ‘Nothing… yet…’ He then told me that the guy had held his dick while he pissed then jerked him off. He shot his load into the guy’s hand. The guy licked up half and then smeared the rest of my boy’s fresh cum right into my boy’s mouth. I loved that my boy had given into his naughty streak and let a stranger make him cum, and that he’d just swapped his seed with me on a crowded deck where surely at least a few guys knew exactly what he’d just done. We grooved a little and made out on the deck and I went for two more beers. Our bathroom buddy appeared next to me, and I got a beer for him. We walked over to my boy and chatted a bit. As it got darker outside, guys all around us were getting more frisky. The guy kissed me on my cheek, then my boy. He groped his crotch while watching us make out. ‘I love couples,’ he said as he positioned himself behind my boy. Reaching around my boy, he grabbed my hips so the three of us were grooving together. I grabbed the POZ stranger’s saggy ass and squeezed. He slipped his fingers down towards my ass and stoked my hole a bit. I did the same to him, feeling his ass a bit moist and sticky, likely with someone’s cum. All the while, making out with my boyfriend, I got my sticky fingers and started massaging my boy’s meaty firm ass cheeks. I let my finger tease his hole, knowing I was playing with fire. My boy grabbed his cheeks and pulled them apart. I worked one sticky finger in before going back to the stranger’s hole for more natural lube. The POZ guy was really grinding on my boy’s ass and whispering filthy things while chewing on his ear. When my boy’s hole was opening up and wet with someone’s cum, I scooped the stranger’s cock out of the jock. I felt as his bare cock slid up and down my boy’s crack. My boy had his cheeks pulled as far apart as they would spread. He nodded to me, pleading for my help. I grabbed that POZ cock and angled it so the head was right at my boy’s hole. They nodded at each other then my boy looked into my eyes as he backed himself onto his first raw POZ cock. My boy groaned loudly enough that a few dudes on the roof deck turned and smiled, happy to watch the bare action unfolding in the crowd. One the stranger bottomed out inside my boy, he wrapped his arms around my neck for support and kept his eyes glued to mine until they glazed over. Hands were everywhere as other strangers touched my boy and his POZ top. The stranger looked up and me and raised his eyebrows as if to ask me for permission to breed my boy. I just nodded knowing it was going to happen whether I wanted it to or not, and I knew I wanted it to happen. I watched as his face twisted into a grimace and his pace quickened. He lurched forward as he started cumming deep in my boy’s guts. My boy collapsed into my chest as the stranger kept hammering bursts of toxic seed into his ass. My boy was covered in sweat as the top kissed him gently all over his back. My boy stood up and a few guys clapped. The stranger winked at me then backed into the crowd where I lost sight of him. My boy grabbed my face and kissed me deep. I pulled back and he looked at me surprised, like he was afraid that I didn’t want anything to do with him. On the contrary, I was so hard I knew I was going to cum soon. I spun my boy around and he grabbed his ankles. I slid easily into his stretched out puffy hole. I pounded him for as long as I could hold out, noting a frothy circle of cum churned out of his hole at the base of my cock in my matted sticky pubes. I jerked forward afraid my boy would loose his balance. I had been so busy focusing on my boy’s cummy hole that I hadn’t noticed that he was now choking on a muscle daddy’s thick cock. I came hard in him, adding my seed to the toxic load our stranger had left. I fired into him a few times thinking I was done. The whole scene was so hot, I came a few spurts on my boy’s back. He spun around and sucked my cock clean as the muscle daddy smeared my load into his hole with his own bare dick and slid in next. My boy’s hands were wrapped around my waist as the daddy bred him deep. When someone else tried to slide in, my boy threw up his hands. Three loads was apparently enough for him and we went to sit down on a bench. The muscle daddy brought over some beers and we toasted. When I was ready for another piss, my boy grabbed me and told me we needed to go before one of us took another three loads. We got dressed and went home where I fucked another load into him.

I just filmed Ethan Wolfe for one of the companies I direct for, Skynmen. I hadn't seen him since we did a scene together together for Treasure Island Media a few years back. He's looking awesome! - Nick Moretti

PART 5 I spent the next day feeling guilty and certain that I had HIV, when I wasn’t busy jerking of relving the whole scene. Then I would feel guilty again. How could I break all the rules my first time out? I had let a guy with HIV fuck me raw and I had even let him cum inside me. It was only when I jerked off that I let myself admit I hadn’t let him cum in me, I had made him cum in me. Why had I done that? The next day after that my horniness got the better of me and I logged on, just to look at his profile I told myself. Before I could get there though, I noticed I had a message. I clicked and it was from him and he had sent it late last night. “Chris, First of all, I had an amazing time with you and really felt a special connection. And i am really happy that I got to be your first Top. You left pretty quickly and I think I know why... the fact I am hiv positive. I normally wouldn’t have even met a guy quite As young as you, but you were just so sexy in your pictures and so eager to be with an older guy like me, i gave in. And then you had such a pretty hole and it smelled so good. And then it tasted so good. And you got my cock so hard with your mouth. I couldn’t help needing to be inside you and I gave in. And you needed it. You needed my cock inside of you. And you knew I wouldn’t use a condom. Or maybe you just didn’t think. You just gave in. And when I was fucking you and you couldn’t have it stop. It just couldn’t stop. You had to have my cock pistoning in and out of you. Even when you knew it would make me cum and I told you I was close. You gave in. You pulled me in and squeezed my cock with your hole and accepted my load. A poz guy was shooting spurt after spurt of his cum into your guts and you gave in. You wanted it. At first when you left, I felt a little guilty and thought maybe I shouldn’t have let it go so far. Here you are, 18 and now you have my hiv cum inside you. And you’ve taken it bareback. You are going to want to get fucked bare again. It’s too addicting. You will give in. You will need it. Cock and cum. Deep in your hole. You will just have to... give in. And I will be waiting to take care of your needs again. When you are hungry and can’t hold off anymore, come over. But there’s no condoms allowed here. And no pulling out. And you will leave full of my cum. Signed, Tim.” I wasn’t just hard when i finished reading that, I was sure i would cum if I even touched my cock. And then I noticed he was actually online. And without hesitation, I gave in. I messaged him, knowing that I was agreeing thAt I did want what he wanted too, to fill my ass with his cum. “Tim, I can’t stop thinking about it. Can I come over again?,” I wrote and hit send. It was maybe a minute later that I got my reply. It was one word,Now. My reply was just as quick, “On my way.” And after a few minutes cleaning myself up, I was out the door. And for the second time in 3 days, was on my way to be a hot older Top man’s bottom toy. The hiv thing definitely went thru my mind, but not nearly as much as the thought of how it felt like he had cum a quart of jizz inside me when he had shot last time. It was the cum I kept thinking about, taking cum.

Part 74 - Planting Lots More Seed When Joe got home, he sent out some messages seeing who might be available for Sunday’s meeting with Blaine and Carter. He also asked a few guys if they knew of a place to breed the brothers. Dennis told him the play room at the hotel was booked. Kyle suggested the storage room in the apartment building, but that seemed to be really risky for anything more than a ten minute pump-n-dump. Finally, Tony sent a reply saying they could use the small playroom at the club’s warehouse, reminding him that they just couldn’t let outsiders know where it was. It was Friday afternoon and he had everything set for Sunday’s second breeding. He sent a message to Blaine: Joe: “u guys still up for sunday?” Blaine: “yes. still sore” Joe: “lol. good. meet in Harrison’s parking lot under sign this afternoon at 3” Blaine: “ok, thx” Sunday morning Joe sent reminder messages to the guys he had contacted. Everyone confirmed he would be at the warehouse at 3:00 PM. Kyle and Joe drove over to the grocery store and parked the car, waiting for Blaine and Carter to show up. A few minutes before three, a pickup truck pulled in and stopped under the large sign, away from any other cars. Joe grabbed his duffle bag and he and Kyle wandered across the lot to the truck. It was a lot nicer than most of the work trucks that many farmers used - it was a 4x4 with big wheels, a crew cab and chrome everywhere. Joe walked up to the drivers window and said “Hop in back. I have some hoods for you guys to wear since you can’t know where we are taking you. I’ll drive.” “No fuckin way. No one drives my truck” said Blaine defensively. Joe shook his head, chuckling to himself. “Ok, then we’ll take our car. Park the beast” he said and started walking back to the car. With the truck parked, Blaine and Carter got into the back of Kyle’s car. Joe dug into the duffle bag and fished out two hoods and handed them to the brothers. Satisfied they couldn’t see out, Joe told them to lay down so no one could see two hooded guys in the car as they drove out of the parking lot. Joe drove around in circles for a few minutes and then drove an indirect route to the warehouse. He parked and they spun the brothers around and then led them inside. They walked through the darkened warehouse to a door and opened it up. Inside was a small playroom with a sling, cross and fuck bench in it. The lone fluorescent light hung from the ceiling and buzzed. Carter was led to the sling and told to stand still. Kyle removed the hood and then his shirt was pulled off, shoes removed and jeans pulled down. Carter was wearing a jockstrap that Kyle decided to leave on. Joe moved over to Blaine and removed the hood and his clothes. Kyle opened up the duffle and pulled four cuffs out and buckled them tightly around Carter’s wrists and ankles. Joe did the same with Blaine who now had a worried look on his face. His eyes got even bigger when the ball gag was pulled out of the box and put on Carter’s head along with a leather blindfold. Joe moved the fuck bench back several feet so that Blaine would be able to have a three quarters view of the guys fucking his brother in the sling. He led Blaine to the bench and Blaine kneeled down on it and felt the cold leather on his stomach. Joe locked his arms and legs down while Kyle leaned Carter back into the sling and secured him too. Joe opened up a cooler and pulled out two cum cubes and pushed one into Blaine and then walked over to Carter and pushed the other one into his hole. Carter yelled out in surprise as he felt the ice cold cube pop inside him. Kyle grabbed two ski masks from the box and walked out of the room. The guys Joe had organized were in the room next door and all were naked and stroking their cocks. Kyle walked in and grinned at the guys. “I’m going to start and open him up, you guys figure out what order you want to fuck him in. We’ll go until everyone is empty. Joe said he hopes each of us can give him at least two loads” Kyle told the guys. “I want to suck each of you guys before you fuck him, so I’ll go last” said Aaron. The other guys nodded and Tony started pointing at guys to set the order. Aaron dropped to his knees and started sucking Kyle’s cock, covering it in spit. Tossing ski masks to the next two guys Kyle remarked "Wear these if you want to keep it anonymous. They’ve already seen me, but it’s up to you if you want to cover your head.” “You ready?” yelled Joe. “Just a minute” Kyle yelled back. “Too late, my dick is already inside him” Joe replied as he slowly pushed his cock all the way in. Blaine was moaning around the gag and Joe could feel his cock push the rapidly melting cube in deeper. Kyle walked into the room and approached the sling. “Get ready to be poz, Carter. We’re not stopping until we’re all out of bugs to give you” Kyle said, rubbing his cock around Carter’s cumhole. Kyle shoved his cock into Carter, knowing he would be tight and there was just the melted cum cube to help him out. Carter screamed out as loud as he could around the gag. Kyle knew his job as the first one in was to do some damage so that all of the loads had an easy entry into Carter’s body. He pulled out and slammed back in, holding the chains of the sling tight. Kyle rocked his hips and started fucking Carter’s hole slowly. He fucked faster and then got Carter swinging so he was fucking himself on Kyle’s shaft. Kyle looked over and Blaine was staring at his brother getting impaled over and over while his own hole was being reamed by Joe’s cock. Blaine could see the biohazard tattoo between Kyle’s shoulders and knew that Joe didn’t seem to be messing around. He watched Kyle thrust his cock viciously into Carter and wondered how many guys were going to breed his brother. Kyle and Joe pounded the brothers who were both grunting around their gags. Kyle began grunting too and then pulled Carter tight as his cock began to spew virus filled cream into Carter’s fertile cunt. “There’s one poz load in” Joe said as he kept fucking Blaine. Kyle pulled out and fingered the cum that was dripping out back into Carter as Tony walked in. Tony didn’t flinch when he saw the 18 year old in the sling awaiting as many toxic loads as they could muster and turn him into a virus filled slut. His cock slid into the cummy hole and he shoved his hips in, pushing Carter away and then tugged back on his legs when he pulled away too far. Tony’s cock was leaking precum every second he was inside Carter and his balls were preparing an extra strong dose to inject into the boi’s hole. Tony had delayed the start of his treatment so he could breed one more guy even though Dr. Simms had advised against it. His viral load had skyrocketed and his CD4 counts had dropped very low in the past few weeks. His partner Derrick was too weak to even show up that day. “FUCK!” screamed out Tony as he shot millions of viral swimmers into Carter’s chute, mixing with Kyle’s seed. Joe hammered Blaine’s ass while Tony bred Carter and then yelled out “There’s two!” Dennis heard his cue and pulled his cock out of Aaron’s mouth and walked next door. He saw the cum dripping out of the hole and moved in quickly, aiming his rigid shaft at the younger brother’s pussy and drove in all the way. Carter yelled out but Dennis ignored it and just began fucking his hole. This was a pump n dump and he planned on dumping a couple loads into Carter. The chains were jangling and Dennis was grunting as the cum started to rise. Joe picked up pace to match Dennis. Dennis let out a yell and ropes of infected cum flooded into Carter’s ass. Joe was right behind and unleashed his first load of the day into Blaine. “Three” Joe yelled out as the last spurt shot into the older brother. Luis walked in, spit still dripping off his cock from Aaron’s blow job. His goal was to be done in under three minutes. He held Carter’s legs and easily slipped into the sloppy, gaping hole. Once he bottomed out, he began to hammer Carter’s ass. His body slammed into Carter’s and even though Carter was trying to squeeze his ass around Luis’s shaft, it was still a loose fuck. Luis pulled out stroked his cock several times and then thrust in deep, unleashing a four day load of toxins into Carter’s ass. Joe was back pounding Blaine and yelled out “Four!” Luis pulled his cock out and leaned down and licked the mixture of cum that was seeping out of Carter’s swollen hole. Steven grabbed Luis by the hair and pulled him back explaining "Out of my way. I’m so fuckin’ close.” With that Steven’s cock sunk into Carter and he was drilling him in seconds. A puddle of cum was growing on the floor under Carter’s ass but Steven was going to replenish what was inside Carter soon. Steven fucked faster and then planted his cock in deep. The cum pumped into the chaser’s cunt, with both Steven and Carter yelling out. “That’s five!” Joe called out. Ryan was the next to dip his cock into the toxic froth in Carter’s ass. Aaron’s oral skills had him on the edge and feeling all of the other charged loads coating his cock quickly drove him over. Joe watched him pound Carter’s ass, ignoring the grunts, screams and yells. Joe’s own relentless fucking of Blaine was taking a toll and he knew he would need a break after his next load. Blaine himself was whimpering from the nonstop pounding. Ryan slammed his cock in one more time and his charged load shot into Carter’s soaked hole. After his balls were empty, Ryan fell down on top of Carter and told him “You better share once you’re poz.” He got up and looked over at Joe who was delivering his second toxic load of the day to Blaine’s neg ass. As Joe withdrew he grunted asking “Six and two. Who’s next?” Nick entered the room as Ryan left. He remembered his own group conversion fuck. He never knew if that was what sealed his fate or if it was one of the numerous loads Aaron gave him in the week after that did it. He loved both experiences and now it was his turn to pay it back. He dug his fingers into the battered hole and twisted them around, coating his fingers with the mixture of tainted spooge. He couldn’t feed it to Carter since the gag was in the way, so he licked them clean himself. He saw streaks of red and the rest was varying shades of pink. He dug his fingers in a second time, this time clawing his fingernails into the flesh. Carter writhed and Nick slapped Carter’s hard cock with his hand. Nick stood up and slid his cock in and started driving in and out. He let the sling do most of the work and by this time Carter’s ass was loose and wasn’t giving him the friction he needed to get off. He used his fist to stroke his cock and then shove into Carter’s hole. He jacked almost to the point of cumming and then finished off inside his victim’s ass. Five strong spurts joined the viral muck already attacking Carter’s body. Joe yelled out “Seven loads in” and Nick walked back to the other room. Aaron eagerly cleaned Nick’s cock, like he had everyone before him. Each time the taste seemed to change slightly and it turned him on. Jaime walked up to the sling nervously. He had only recovered from the fuck flu a few weeks ago, the result of two and a half weeks of daily breedings from Joe and Kyle. He had been having sex with guys since his senior year of high school but it had never been more than a three way and no one had ever watched him fuck a guy. This was a strange experience for him, since he had been driven to this building blindfolded and had no idea where he was. Still, his dick was hard and throbbing as he slid it into Carter’s pussy and he tried to ignore Blaine and Joe’s eyes watching him. Jaime had never felt a hole this loaded before and he felt a spurt shoot out of his cock as soon as he got fully in. To get the job done, he figured he just had to dump all of his newly charged cum into the boi’s hole, but he wanted to fuck too. A quick thought of his first attempt to fuck a girl cooled his balls off enough to let him fuck into Carter. Five minutes of thrusting later he couldn’t delay the shots of cum any longer and he was pumping in yet another strain to mix with the guys before him. “We got eight” Joe yelled out. Jaime stood there after the last spurt shot out, enjoying the feeling until he felt a hand on his shoulder. Aaron was not going to wait any longer. His cock was dripping on the floor and it was hard as steel. Jaime moved away and Aaron’s cock slammed in, shoving Carter away and off his cock. As Carter swung back, his cock drove in again. Each thrust from Aaron was pushing some of the seed out of Carter’s tortured hole and on to the floor. Several minutes later, he grabbed the chains and kept Carter from bouncing away as his cock pulsed and shot his viral cum inside. His body shook and when it stopped, Joe pulled him back. “Nine loads. You guys get a half hour break and then we go again” he told Blaine and Carter. Each of the guys took their turn breeding Carter’s destroyed ass a second time. He whimpered the whole time, sometimes screaming if the abuse got too rough. Joe was able to dump two more loads into Blaine’s cunt and sealed it up with a plug and then let Blaine watch the last few guys add more venom into his brother’s guts. Tony tried to go a third time, but he was to weak to properly fuck Carter. He stroked off and then shoved in at the last second. Dennis and Jaime added a third load, but the rest of the guys were drained. Everyone left, leaving Joe, Kyle, Blaine and Carter in the room. Joe helped Carter to his feet and took off the blindfold and gag. It took a while for him to acclimate to the brightness, but he saw Joe remove the last restraint from his brother and then the gag. It shocked him to see his brother tied down like that but also excited him. He had never seen his brother bottom until Joe had fucked him the other day. Blaine was always the top when they fucked or when someone else had come over for sex. He remembered the one guy’s comment that Carter had better share when he was poz and he realized he had better start learning how to fuck and not just be a cumdump bottom. Joe and Kyle hooded the brothers and then led them back to the car. Another confusing drive back to the strip mall and Joe and Kyle let them out to head home. With their asses plugged, none of the cum was going to leak out. Blaine was determined to leave the plugs in until morning.

Went to the bathhouse last night with my boyfriend. It was his first time there. We agreed to play separately and not cockblock each other. It was a wild night and we ended-up staying for six hours during which I was topped four times, taking two loads, and additionally I blew three guys, swallowing one load, and topped three guys, including my boyfriend. He was topped nine times, taking five load, having topped twice. We both had a great time and are going to go back next month. When we got home we talked about how many loads we had in our ass while we flip-fucked. I made it a point to tell him I was fucking those five loads as deep into his guts as I could, and after some time I bred him with a huge load. After I had cum he had me lay down and smoothly slid into my ass, fucking me for a short time after which he painted my guts with his baby batter. We grabbed a bite to eat then he squatted over a chair to see how much cum came out of his ass. The cum oozing out of his hole constituted a good sized puddle. I followed suit, but the boyfriend won, as he obviously had received more cum injections that night than had I. We crashed and, upon wakening in the morning, we both noticed cum was continuing to dribble out of our ass. I take perverse pleasure in thinking about all that cum trying to fertilize our asses while we slept.

Last night my 57 yo huz got this 30 something local Japanese, dark-skinned poz cutie to drive half way across Honolulu at 11:00 at night to come meet us at our vacation rental house. We stripped him right off. One of us fed him dick while the other tongued hss ass. We traded. Before I knew it, my huz had him legs over his shoulders, pumping his raw dick in this boy’s hole. The way my huz was rutting and moaning, I thought he’s having a good time. And like that he came. Husband withdrawn, the boy rolled back holding his legs up and ass out asked, “You want me like this?” Did I! I assumed the position, smeared my precum and husbands cum around the hole and pushed in. And in. And he seemd set to get a rhythm started. I said “No I want to be ALL the way in,” and kept pushing. I hit this spot where he jerked like it hurt some and then he smiled. GOD I LOVE WHEN THAT HAPPENS I started in and out trying to hit deep every time. Churning the load in there . . . him wanting my tongue . . him wanting my dick .. .him wanting my load. “I am going to cum” I announced. “No really I am cumming now ”, I said as I kept thrusting while I could feel the spurting happening. Then I stopped, trying to hit deep as possible at that spot where he winced, feeling just the flex of each ejaculation spasm tail off . He liked that. He started in stroking himself while squeezing my cummy turgid dick with his ass. FUCK volleys of cum flying from him falling on his perfect tan skin. I licked some up and kissed him with it. FUCK FUCK FUCK that was fun.

If this isn't the place where we can share our fetishes, I don't know what is. Do any other tops get off on raw fucking big chub ass? Sometimes it's a challenge pulling apart those huge butt cheeks but I fucking love getting in there. 250Lbs ... 300 ... 350 .... haven't yet met a chub I didn't want to fuck and inseminate. Would also like to hear from chubs who like taking it up their big unprotected asses.

I was on BBRT and had been watching his profile off and on for the last hour. "Daddy seeks boy to use and share." Seemed like a no-brainer to this horny pup so I messaged him and unlocked my pics. He responded a few minutes later with a simple sentence "I wanna own you." We quickly exchanged messages and he agreed to meet me at Steamworks. He asked if I partied, to which I replied I was just a pot head. He replied simply "Cool" and suggested I bring a joint or two, to which I agreed. An hour later I was buying a fresh bottle of poppers when my cell went off. It was a room number in the baths which I recognized as one of the sling rooms. I quickly ran across the street after leaving the store and headed into Steamy's. It was an easy in. I got a basic room to store my stuff, showered and put on my maple leaf jock, and headed to the designated room and knocked on the door. The guy who opened the door looked nothing like the sexy Daddy with whom I had chatted online. Instead of a 6'2, 260 pound grey bearded stocky Daddy with a seven inch club for a cock, there was a cub. A very sexy 6'4 stocky cub in a leather harness with the widest cock I had ever seen. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock as it was obscenely large. "Hi boy, your Dad's in here." Sure enough the Daddy Bear for whom I was looking to play was on the bed wearing a identical leather harness to that worn by the stocky cub, except that the Daddy Bear was also wearing a master's cap and boots. I entered the room and the cub said his name was Locke, and that he was Sir Ian's buddy. Sir Ian got off the bed and walked over to us and we all started talking for a minute. As I offered to fire up one of the joints I bought. We exchanged the basics as I checked out how he set up the room. There was lube and a few bottles of water and these two furry guys. I was getting buzzed and it showed. Sir Ian started kissing me and forcing air down my throat. As he did this Locke got behind me and was fingering spit soaked finger into my hole. I was in paradise. Then I heard one of those torch lighters behind me and then Locke turned me around and blew a lung full of smoke into me as he kissed me. It tasted really strange but I went with it. We blew the smoke back and forth between us for about 45 seconds. Ian apparently re-lit the pipe because I heard the torch and soon he spun me around and he also swapped smoke with me. After that something hit me, because I was soaring and hot. Ian laid me in the sling as I saw that the pipe they were smoking from wasn’t a pot pipe but a glass pipe filled with white smoke. I asked what it was and Ian said it was Tina. I smiled and said I had never done it. He said I was in for a treat because Locke was had access to an excellent supplier, and as long as I wanted to be in the sling I could have all I wanted. He continued saying that Locke wanted to fuck me first and as often as he liked, that Locke enjoyed breaking in guys' asses. As we did this exchange Locke’s cock started getting hard. It was really the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was now rock hard and looked like a mushroomed capped can of hair spray. It was ten inches long and as wide around as coke can. They both smiled as I stared in disbelief, and said I doubted I could accommodate his cock. But I reached into my jock, grabbed my poppers and said "I wanted to try, Sir," promising to be a good pup and make both of them happy. Those were my last words before the big cub kneeled between my legs and started eating my ass like he was a starved man. Sir Ian came up to my head and started working my nipples while telling me what a great slut I was gonna be and how tonight he was my daddy and I was going to be the best pig in tubs. He lit the pipe again and this time he held it for me to use. I took a deep hit and began kissing Sir, all the while swapping the smoke. About then I felt air on my ass, followed by cool lube being rubbed over my twitching wet hole. I heard Locke say "Poppers" and my new daddy grabbed my bottle and held them under my nose as Locke lined up his raw cock to my hungry hole. I took a big hit of the poppers even though the T and breath control was already starting to launch me higher. Sir and Locke exchanged a smile as Locke pushed into my hole.

I recently had a weekend trip to Indianapolis. Had posted a party on BBRT, and it was a bust. Totally SUCKS when guys are approved to attend, and dont even bother to check out your email about party information. I was determined to take some seed though, so hit the mobile aps. A young 20 y/o old hit me up first. Now Its not often that a young twink wants to breed and older bottom bear like myself, so I was skeptical at first. He said he was big time into daddy/son roleplay, which I find hot! We met outside the hotel lobby, and discussed the role play. He wanted to be my son, and I would catch him watching porn, and then punish him. Although he was 20, he told me he wanted to role play as being 17. Both of us were getting hard at the though, and it was obvious while sitting outside. I agreed, and went to the room to put some porn on the computer. Honestly, I thought he would bolt while I did. Before I went to the room, he said he had poppers, and asked me to leave them on nightstand. I QUICKLY went to room, and put poppers and some lube on the nightstand. When I returned, he was still there. I gave him my card key, and room number, and told him Id be up in about 10 minutes and told him to be hard and stroking on bed watching porn. He said make it 5 minutes! He headed up to room, and in 5 minutes I came up and entered room. Now I could tell he had a nice cock while outside, and I wasn't wrong. He had a beautiful 8 inch cock, light fur around his crotch, and an amazing treasure trail. I chose a daddy/son porn to have on computer. I was slightly afraid he would go through my things while in room while I was out. In a sense, he did. There were also two open beers on the nightstand. As I entered the room, he immediately said, "daddy what are you doing home so early?" I just said, "what the fuck are you watching?" He immediately said gay porn daddy, Im sorry. Keeping up with the role play, I simply said that "daddy needs to punish you for that!" I immediately stripped, and threw him ass up over my lap and started to slap his ass until it was good and red. He kept pleading for me to stop, but that just made me slap him harder. As he was across my lap, I could feel the pre cum leaking from his cock. I knew I couldn't continue much longer, or he would blow his load. He proceeded to tell me that he had always fantasized about breeding his daddy. I simply told him, that time has come. I rolled him off my legs, and got on all 4's and said go for it! I thought he would immediately begin to mount me, but he spread my cheeks and gave me the most amazing rim job. I was rock hard, and pre cumming. He reached down and got some cum from my cock, and lubed my hole with it. Although the lube was there, cum was all he used. He showed NO mercy, and went balls deep on the first thrust. It was amazing! Even though he was pre cumming a lot, he fucked me for a good 10-15 minutes before seeding my ass. Afterwards we rolled over and kissed. As we laid in bed, he told me that he had something he needed to tell me. He explained that he was afraid to tell me that he was gay, and had been fucking since he was 14, and positive! Of course, I told him I was pissed, and he needed to be punished again. This time, I made him get on all 4's and beat him with my belt! His ass was a NICE shade of red! I didn't want to stop, but he actually started crying, so I did. Honestly didn't think it was role play at this point. As I love having my ass beat, I know a good dom will always rub it softly, and sometimes lick or kiss it which I did. Now it is RARE that I top, but this had my average cock rock hard. I had him roll on his back, and told him it was time for him to take what well have been my last negative load. He thanked me and I lubed him up, and went to town. As I figured, I did not last more than 5 minutes, but damn it felt great topping a twink! After that, we simply cuddled, and agreed that the role play would end, and so it did. I expected him to just leave, but he didn't. He did tell me that he had a GREAT time, and that he enjoyed the role play. He did tell me that he was poz, but undetectable and on meds. After that, he told me he wanted to breed me again, but no role play, just hot sex! Who was I to disagree? He fuckt me 2 more times and was AMAZING. Gotta LOVE the stamina of twinks! Especially those who want to breed an older bottom bear like me! This was my second encounter with a twink in a little over a year. I wish more twinks had interest in breeding older bottom bears like me. I doubt I will ever get back to Indy, but he has kept in touch with me. He only let me take 1 pic, and its posted here,

5. Hector I looked at the clock. It was 7:45. The sun was already shining bright. It had been ninety minutes since the faggot boy up on 54 had carefully crept out of the building. It was the advantage of the motion sensing system; even as lazy as I was, I still saw most of what happened in the early hours. But it was getting busier. If he came home much later, I wasn't going to get a chance to fuck him over. I shifted slightly in my seat. My dick was definitely in the mood to fuck him over, and it was making even sitting a bit uncomfortable. Just as soon as I adjusted myself, I looked at the screen. The faggot boy was coming back. I killed the key reader at the back. He was going to have to come in through the front. Come in through me. He went up to the door, swiped his card, and nothing happened. He swiped it again, before noticing the LED wasn't even lit. He stood up, and started to head to the front. Just to fuck with him, I turned the reader back on just as soon as he rounded the corner. If he went back, it would be mysteriously working again. But I didn't have to bother. He came straight in, right up to me. "Hey, you know the card reader in the back isn't working?" I tried not to laugh. His fake bravado was undercut by the cum dried on his face. "I've heard that. We've got someone coming to look at it soon. In the meantime, let's double check your card is working right." I stood up and motioned the boy to follow me into the storage room in the back. He knew exactly what I had planned for him and he followed me without another word. "Your card," I asked, as I carefully locked the door behind us. He handed it over to me. His swagger from thirty seconds ago was gone. Another minute, he'd be on his knees, sucking my cock. Another five minutes, and I'd be fucking his hole hard, deep, and raw. "You're out early today," I said. "What were you doing?" He looked down; he was properly embarrassed about what he had been doing even without saying a word. "Oh, I was hanging out with friends." He tried to be nonchalant about it. "At 8:00am?" I asked. I leaned up against one of the storage racks. It was filled with packages residents still hadn't yet picked up. "Was one of your friends named Tina?" "Yeah," he said, sheepishly. He still wasn't meeting my eyes. This was hardly the first time he had told me about partying. "From the cum smeared across your face, seems like you had a good time." "Yeah," he repeated, still looking down. This wasn't even the first time he had been back here with me. He was still fully dressed; it was presumptuous of a faggot like him to not have already stripped down for me. "Bet you need more," I said. "Strip, faggot." That I even had to ask was a mistake he was going to atone for soon enough. He pulled off his shirt. His shorts were riding low enough that I could see the waist band of his jockstrap and his pubes sticking out from under it. But his chest was just as smooth as ever. "Shorts too," I said. "Your ass is your best asset." "Yes, sir," he said. At least he hadn't forgotten how to address a real man. "Show me your hole," I said. He turned away from me, spread his legs and bent over. His ass cheeks were perfect: half melons, hard from muscle, framed by the straps of his jock. He reached back and pulled one cheek to the side. The simple act gave me a clear view of his hole, smooth and hairless, ready to welcome my uncut brown cock and my thick Latino cum. "You're gonna get fucked, faggot," I said. "Please, Sir," he said, grabbing his other cheek. His hole was completely exposed, and my dick was throbbing in my pants. All that was important was I needed to get my dick into his hole. I didn't even bother stripping down; I just unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. Through his legs, the cocksucker stared as my dick emerged, his eyes locked on my shaft. "Put it in me," he murmured. "All the way in your culo," I said. "You already seeded?" "No. Just sucked my bud off." His legs were starting to shake a bit; he was tweaking hard, and he needed something to focus on. I knew just the thing to help him. I walked over to where he was bent over and lined up my cock with his hole. I spit on it a few times; he deserved a bit of lube. "Fuck. Be slow." "Why," I started, and pressed my dick against his hole. "Should," I continued, as I rammed into him, brutally opening him up. "I." Two inches of my shaft disappeared into his hole. "Care." Another five inches entered his body. "Fuck," he gasped. "Not so..." he started. But I cut him off. "Shut the fuck up, faggot. No one cares what a cocksucker says." I paused for a second, mostly to enjoy the sensation of a hot, wet hole welcoming my dick. The shift had been utterly boring, and it was nice to have some fun right before I had to head back home. It was particularly nice to be able to pound this particular faggot's hole. He had been out of town for a few days, and I had missed the way his hole sucked in my dick and then milked it dry. This was the natural order of the world, a man like me enjoying some stupid faggot's body. I pushed the last inch of my dick into the young man's hole. He gasped but that only made my cock harder. "You still got any favors?" I asked. "Yeah," he said. "I do. Pipe's empty, but I've got some more tina." "My pipe's just fine," I said. I pulled my dick out. It was clean, although already shiny with spit and ass juice. "Get me your stash, and bend over the desk." He pulled a zippered case out of his shorts. He opened it and pulled out a small baggie. It was full of water-clear crystals. It had been years since I had been able to enjoy; I got tested too often on this job to risk partying any longer. But it didn't mean I didn't enjoy getting a faggot fucked up and revel in the depravity that ensued. "Give it here," I said. He handed it over without protest. From the weight, I guessed it was nearly five grams; the faggot wasn't messing around today. "And fucking bend over," I repeated, when he hesitated and instead watched what I was doing with the tina. "Yes sir," he said meekly and bent over the desk, his head pressed against the smooth wood surface, his face carefully bent away from me. I opened the bag of crystal, and removed a single small shard. Still, it was going to be more than enough for what I had planned. I stuck my pinky under my foreskin, lifting it up just enough to stick the shard underneath. It would melt a bit, and give me a bit of a high. But most of it would land in the poor tweaker boy's ass, pushing him sky-high. It scratched a bit, and the familiar burn came soon after. I spit on my dick twice, then lined it up with my boy's asshole. "Fucking take it, puta," I grunted, as I pressed my dick back into his hole. There was just enough spit for it to enter easily. But, at about inch four, I felt my foreskin slide back. The motion released my dickhead's first mind-altering payload directly into the faggot's tender asshole. "Fuck," the boy said. "You fucking dosed me." "I'm sorry," I said. I slapped his ass just in case he needed to be reminded of who was in charge here. "I didn't hear what you said." "Fuck," he hissed under his breath. I pushed my dick a bit deeper, feeling the shard scrape against our shared skin. He gasped, but managed to force himself to speak. "Thank you, Sir." "Hell yeah," I said. I pushed my dick the rest of the way in, feeling my pre-cum begin to drip. It was helping to lube up the boy and to melt the crystal. "You're gonna get a big fucking load. Straight from my goddamn Latin dick." "Fuckin' A!" he yelped. I slapped his ass. I didn't want anything interrupting this, or at least not before I had gotten my nut off in him. "Better remember how to enjoy it," I said. "Cause I'm not stopping until I cum in that tweaked-out ass of yours." I slid out a few inches, then shoved my dick back into the boy. As I did so, the shard broke up. I hardly cared. If anything, the smaller fragments would get absorbed far faster and that meant I could properly rape-fuck the faggot. "And I'm not pulling out, either." "Please Sir," he gasped. I reached under him and grabbed his balls. Like his cock, they had shrunk a bit under the influence of the crystal. I squeezed them, just hard enough to remind him who was in charge. "Fuck, Sir. Please Sir. Give me your load." He struggled a little bit, but not enough to matter. It only served to force my shaft deeper into his body. "That's what I like to hear, tweaker boy," I said. I squeezed his balls a little harder. His ass clenched, as he struggled to deal with the pain. My dick twitched in reaction and dripped more pre-cum into him. From previous encounters, I knew he was a total slut. The dried cum on his face only re-enforced that perception. I hoped the next guy liked sloppy seconds, because by the time I had finished seeding his hole, he was going to be burping cum. "And stop fighting it. We both know you love getting fucked hard." He relaxed slightly, and I took the opportunity to slam my dick deep into his guts. He immediately clenched back up, but it only served to lock my dick right in place in his ass. "Just take it faggot," I said, grabbing his waist, and levering myself another half inch into his body. His body was completely my play thing now, and I wasn't going to take anything less than full domination. For both of us, me dominating him was the right thing to do. Faggots were always happier when they had a real man's cock in their mouth or ass and men were always happier when they didn't have to hold back. He wasn't the only arrogant faggot in the building. They acted so superior, until they saw my dick and then they were powerless to say no to anything I asked of them. I started dosing guys three years ago. A year later, I stopped bothering with condoms. It was bareback or nothing. If anything, they started coming more often. Another year, and I stopped listening to them tell me how it felt. All that was important was how it felt for me. I pulled my dick out and slammed it back in. His ass struggled to take me in, but that was part of the attraction. Something taken by force is delectable and satisfying than the plain banality of something freely given. His sudden grunts were all I needed to power through a hard-pounding, deep-dicking hole raping. He struggled for a bit, before my anal assault became too much. I was surprised that he had lasted as long as he did. The tina must have been really kicking in. "Fuck, Sir, Please Sir," he grunted. My dick twitched. There was nothing like a tweaked-out faggot begging for cock that made me drip pre-cum. The utter depravity of a man giving it up for another man, not just allowing me to do this to him, but begging me. "Fuck me, Sir," he repeated over and over again. It was his prayer to the only god he recognized or understood, a man's cock. I pushed my dick in, and held it there. "You want more?" I asked, letting a bit of pre-cum drip out. "Please Sir," he said. The certainty was no longer there. He remembered what had happened times before, when his god was a vengeful god. L pressed my weight against his hole, and my shaft sunk in deeper. He moaned, it was hard to tell if it was from pleasure or pain. It was harder for me to care which it was. His hole felt just fine squeezing and milking my shaft. "Um," he started. "Um, Maybe," he continued. It was hard for him to get the words out. "I'm not sure." It was now clear it wasn't pleasure any longer. It's hurting a bit." I moaned in pleasure. There was something about eliciting that reaction from him that felt like I had just unlocked a personal accomplishment. I pulled out from his hole. Not all the way, but enough to make him think it might be over. "Oh?" I asked. I gently stroked his hole with my shaft. "You know, we don't have to do this. Ever." I put the emphasis on the last word. I had always made it clear with my faggots that they were free to say no. But their "no" would be final. I'd never touch them again. I can't say it wasn't difficult; when some of the pitiful little faggots came back begging, it was often hard to say no, to busting them up and reminding them what pitiful beasts they were. "But, it's.... it’s so big," he grunted. I smiled and pushed it back into him. "You're hurting me," he grunted. His face was pressed up against the desk with his left cheek pressing against the dusty surface. His face was rigid in pain. My dick was rigid in pleasure. "Oh?" I asked. I started slowly but intently slam-fucking him. Each forceful thrust into his guts elicited a yelp, but despite it, he didn't tell me to stop. "I think I'm enjoying this fuck," I said, as I fell into a steady rhythm of sliding into him, dripping some pre-cum, then pulling out. "Fucking want to pound you," I said, slowly picking up the pace. "Please, Sir," he moaned. But this time, there was no longer the anger and fear in his voice. The crystal I had dosed him with had melted and it was now kicking in. It was the perfect timing; I needed to get off, but I wasn't interested in holding him down. "Breed me Sir, the faggot moaned. With those words, he had given himself completely over to me. "Fucking breed you," I replied. "Breed that faggot hole hard," I grunted as I slammed the entire length of my dick into his hole. He gasped, his eyes widened, but yet, he still managed to clamp that hole tight around my dick. "Breed that faggot hole deep," I grunted as I pulled out and pushed back in, breaking down the last of his resistance to my manhood. "Please Sir, breed me. Give me your seed, Sir." The crystal had worked its magic, and he was now in full-fledged cum slut mode. He would do anything, pay almost any price to get the next load. I checked my watch. Unfortunately, I had only a few more minutes before the next shift would be arriving. I wouldn't be able to put the slut through his full paces, but, there was no way I was going to pass up the chance to nut in him at least once. "Please, Sir," he repeated. His voice was unnaturally even and expressionless. It was the same for his eyes. They were still open, but they were focused on some distant, unknowable point. The crystal had taken him away, and he was lost somewhere in his own world. I slapped his ass hard, and slammed my dick back into him. I didn't want him escaping the utter reality of my fuck. "Fuck!" he grunted, as he jerked back to the inescapable present. "Oh God," he continued. "Fucking big dick," he said. At the last minute, he remembered what he needed to be saying. "Thank you, Sir." I laughed. It was just pure, animal joy. I had gotten my dick up some guy's hole, and he was begging me to cum inside him. I would head some satiated and happy, the faggot would walk home exhausted, sore, and filled with sperm. I hadn't meant the laugh to come across cruel; it was just a laugh. Besides, my need to fuck hard was just as valid as the fag's need to be raped. There was no cruelty in maintaining the proper order of nature. "Just," he started. I slammed my dick into him, and he gasped. "No," I said. "I'm gonna get off the way I want to." Unlike some sluts, he took my cock mostly uncomplaining. I hated a faggot who constantly complained and was not above using some duct tape to keep him quiet. My dick throbbed. As much as I wanted to prolong the pleasure, I was already working on borrowed time. I needed to be at the front desk when the next shift arrived. "Hell yeah," I grunted, and slammed my dick in and out a few times. I finally settled with my cockhead nestled deep in the fag's hole. I held it there for a second, feeling how hot his hole was. I had never used a condom on him. I always fuck a faggot bareback and yet, they never seemed to get knocked up. The entire length of my dick tingled. I pulled out half an inch and then shoved it back in. It was the last bit of stimulation I needed and the monster between my legs took over. My balls clenched up tight and my staff thickened. I heard the fag gasp. "Fucking going to breed you," I said and slammed my dick all the way into his hole. He gasped again. I responded by shooting the first spurt of cum deep in his hole. "Fucking." I shot another spurt of man-juice into his hole. "Breeding." One more jet was injected deep in his hole. "You." I stopped any pretense of speaking, and just unloaded in his ass. Two more spurts landed inside of the cocksucker, then a third and fourth. My orgasm seemed to go on forever, through several more jets of cum. It was the way a real man came. It was intense, demanding, and uncompromising. "Fuck," the fag grunted, his entire body shivering from intensity of my orgasm. "Fuck, please," he moaned. I couldn't tell if he was begging for more, or for less. I went with more, and pushed all the way back into him, and unleashed several more jets. "Fill me up," he grunted. "Fucking fill me with your seed." He had that distant look again. The crystal had convinced him that he wasn't being fucked; it was just his body going through a rough bit. I checked my watch. I had only a few more minutes, and I couldn't get caught for this. It wasn't enough time to fuck him properly, but there was more than enough time to properly fuck him up. "You want it all, faggot?" I ask. "Yeah," he says, his voice once more distant. "Please, Sir. I want it all." I was even getting his permission to fuck him over. I grabbed the little bag of crystal, and extracted another thick shard from it. The cocksucker was already tweaked. This was going to put him into fucking orbit. I almost wished my shift was not coming to an end because it was going to be hot to watch the parade of men arrive to fuck him, then leave not twenty minutes later. "You're going to get it, faggot," I said. I started to pull my dick out of his hole. I was careful not to let any of the cum that I had just injected into him drip out of his hole. It was important that the cocksucker make my fluids part of his body. "Get damn everything," I said, as another few inches of my dick emerged from his hole. It was wet and glossy from the cum, and still impressively thick and hard. "Please, don't pull out," he said. But it was too late. With a wet popping sound, my dickhead slipped from his hole. I silently counted how long it took for his hole to close back up. One second went by, and I could still see the pool of cum in his anus. Then two and three seconds, and his hole tightened up enough to hide the cum. Only after five long and slutty seconds did his ass finally close up. My dick was the one with the power and it had done this to the faggot. My dick twitched in pleasure. "Just wait," I said. I pinched the shard between my thumb and forefinger. I had barely brushed my fingers against his but that it opened up and let me push in. I pushed in past two knuckles before pausing, but eventually, both fingers and their potent cargo were palm-deep in his hole. "There," I said. I released the shard, and carefully pushed the crystal a bit deeper in his hole. "Ooooof," he muttered. "What's that?" I pulled back and quickly found his prostate. I rubbed it twice, which was all he needed to start moaning in pleasure. It would be a minute or two before the warmth really kicked in and he realized that I had dosed him. "Fuck," I said. I slapped his ass; when he looked back, he saw me glancing at my watch. "Gotta get back to work, faggot. Get dressed." He paused, longer than any cocksucker should ever think about an order. I slapped his ass. "Get dressed," I repeated. I stuffed my cock into my underwear and got dressed again. The cocksucker pulled up his shorts, barely even trying to hide his freshly-fucked hole. The cocksucker grabbed the bag of crystal off the desk; I doubt he noticed that there were two fewer shards in it. He looked at me like he was expecting something. "You know what to do," I said. "Yes, Sir," he said. I walked out of the storage area, and back to my desk. Luckily, I was still alone. Which meant that the next shift was now officially late. One minute later, the faggot stepped out of the storage room, closed the door behind him, and went straight to the elevator. I would always watch him, but he had never returned my gaze. Today was no different; he stared down, like he was embarrassed by what he had just done. I looked at my watch again. I laughed. I had gotten my rocks off and I was getting overtime. Not a bad start to my Saturday.

"I've been horny the last few days and I've taken lots of cock and cum," he said on the IM I received today. "I need to breed that hole of yours. Horny fucking dad here. Need to dump some loads," I replied. His description told me he was a Hot Latin guy about 5'8 185 br/br 7c cock and a bubble butt that needs cock. The profile information also indicated he was only a few miles away, so I invited him to my hotel room, telling him I wanted to fuck his brains out. He was on his way in a flash. He arrived quickly, dropped his pants and frantically pulled-off all of his other clothing, and then unbidden, jumped onto the bed and immediately commenced sucking my cock. Note this all occurred and we hadn't even said hello to each other. Anyhow, as he sucked my cock I reached over his back, and found I could finger his hole, which was good 'cause I really, really wanted to slid inside his ass. In my view blow jobs are nice but the real fun is pounding a hole. "Do you have other loads in there now? I love sloppy hole," I asked. He shook his head. He had gotten a load earlier but it had been awhile and his hole was hungry again for more cock and seed. I added a trace of lube to my now spit-covered cock, sliding my dick against his hungry hole. He was a moaner. He moaned and grunted in pleasure, which turned me on even more! Plunging in, I backed out and pushed back inside. His hole was wide open. It was so soft and warm and wet inside. I swear he was one of those rare guys who self lubricates as his ass was wet far beyond what I would have expected from the combination of our preparations and my pre-cum. I fucked him doggie style, grabbing his hips and pumping in and out. Now, my cock isn't huge, I'd honestly say it is of average size, but whatever size it is, I definitely love to pound an ass, and this was no exception. "FUCK! You're hitting the ring! Aww Fucker, you've got good aim!" he said over and over. He was in heaven. And I also loved his hole, so that after only a few minutes, I thrust into his hole full depth, shooting my first load of the day deep inside his hole, which, by this time, was gaping wide open. I paused fucking so he could feel the pulsation of my cock, and then resumed fucking so I was the one screaming with pleasure. His hole just grabbed onto my cock keeping it hard, coaxing it until I shot a second load deep inside. I rolled off and took a break. We chatted a bit and before long he was sucking me hard again. I threw him on his stomach and mounted him. He couldn't move and my cock was lodged inside his hole again. All too soon I shot my third load. We both lay there for a bit sweaty and tired from the sex. We thanked each other. I thanked him for his hole and he thanked me for cock and cum. He left and I jumped in the shower, wearing the biggest grin on my face. I needed that!

I just had this happen to me in a hotel room in London. I had posted on Doublelist that I was having several tops over to fuck me in my room from 6pm till 11pm. As usual, only about 1/4 of the guys that had requested invites showed up. But, I'd had a good turnout and got 4 loads in my ass and 2 loads down my throat. One young, aggressive black guy that I had been chatting with for several days had initially told me he would be over at 8pm. He didn't show. He then messaged me at 10pm and said he was on his way. He'd be there within the hour. He never showed. Finally at 12:45am I was tired and the guys had stopped showing up. So, I put out the do not disturb sign, pulled the duct tape off the door locks, locked the door, turned off the lights and was climbing into bed, when he texted me that he'd just tried my door and it was locked. FUCK! I'd been waiting for him all night, and now that I'm ready for bed, he decides to show up nearly 5 hours late? He said he was down in the lobby. I told him to come up. He was definitely worth it. He was hot looking, a big, hard dick. And he knew how to fuck. He fucked me raw, hard, deep and long for about 45 minutes before he came inside me. It was fun, but it would have been even funner if he'd shown up when he said he was coming, and I wouldn't have been so tired and so sore.

Are you the real Nick Moretti? or are you just quoting him?

My ex hated me getting hard when he was fucking me or other tops were fucking me as he felt I was not concentrating on the tops' needs and focusing on my own. He would often masturbate me himself before he or other tops fucked me and used my own cum as lube for the first cock. As time went on I was just so into being topped I totally lost any erection the instant a cock entered me. Even today I I am no longer interested in blowing or tops making me cum, I prefer just to take cock and loads and worry about myself afterwards in private.

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Hi everyone. I'm a top and I've chatted and actually role-played with a coupe of guys about getting them pregnant and we really got off. Much like the bug chasing fantasies here, we really got off on the idea of them opening their bodies to me and taking my DNA, but the idea of getting a big pregnant belly and swollen breasts full of milk. We talked about my sperm and getting fertilized and me owning their body, claiming it for mine, etc. Actually having a baby, parenthood etc didn't' come into play but just the act of being impregnated and being pregnant. Is this fantasy common? Does anybody want to share their thoughts, fantasies, etc on the subject of either becoming pregnant as a man or getting another man pregnant? Thanks in advance for sharing and for posting all the dirty things i jack off to on this site. Keep it coming.

This is a continuation of BROOKLYN SERIES. Here is Link to that page in this section. ------- BROOKLYN SERIES: Surprise ParTy Man was I fuckin’ horny. That all too familiar itch was starting and I could not wait for the upcoming holiday weekend! I hadn't parTied in awhile. I like to space it out so it doesn't get too regular. And the crash and burn can wear me out so this way works for me. Plus nothing makes playing more exciting than anticipation. I took an extra day off at the beginning of the next week to allow some chill time after a weekend of some assplay that I was hoping would happen. A few FF buddies were interested in getting together but nothing was completely locked and confirmed. Seems like everyone I hoped to get with was just too fucking busy! It was early Saturday afternoon and I was online flirting with some men in Brooklyn. Manhattan was out of the question; I wasn't planning any travel time tonight and preferred to host. Guys were hitting on me though from different boroughs. I kept my profiles active on a few sites, waiting to see what would develop. And as horny as I was, hooking up in NYC is also about transit logistics. I wanted to keep it local tonight if any connections could occur. Meanwhile I got myself prepared. I cleaned out thoroughly and after about an hour, my hole was ready and itchy for action. I put on my black and red jock and then slipped into my leather boots. I sure looked fucking hot in this minimal gear! I went back online to see what was developing. A few guys sent me short notes or one-word inquiries that really wasn't picking my interest. I sent a few emails to some FF tops I was interested in. I gave my cell phone number to those I was serious to hook up with. I set up the portable sling in the bedroom. That took awhile (it sure isn't easy to do alone!). Thank god for WD-40! I also recently got a rim chair. A buddy in LA I hooked up with while there for work a few months back re-introduced me to the joys of rimchairs. I got one soon after that has legs with adjustable height so you can be more creative with it. I rigged it up at the tallest setting and sat on it and looked at my reflection at the large mirror leaning on the opposite wall. FUCK! The reflection sure looked hot! I leaned back a little and sank my ass deeper on the rimseat. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, pushing my asslips out slightly. I could see the slight quiver of motion in the mirror. My manhole was hungry! HOT! I was startled to hear my cell phone ringing. YEAH! I thought to myself. Someone took the bait! I jumped off the rimchair and found my iPhone. The caller ID read "Moving Company." HUH? I was a bit confused and picked up the call. "Hello," I answered, I couldn’t conceal a faint hint of disappointment in my voice. I thought it would be some hot FF Dad from online calling, not some wrong number or worse, a junk call. "Hello," the voice responded. It was thick and heavy with an accent. "Is this apartment #66?" "Yes," I replied. I was now confused: I didn’t leave my apartment number on any online flirting notes! WHO-THE-FUCK-WAS-THIS?!? "Hello. This is Ivan. I moved you into that apartment several months ago." He sounded like he was almost snarling. WTF!!! My manhole twitched. "Oh, uhhh...Hi Ivan. WOW! This is a surprise to hear from you!" I exclaimed. "Wha...what are you up to?" This was very unexpected. He was the last person I thought would be calling. I hadn’t seen him since the day I moved. "Well..." Ivan paused for a second. "I about to get off work and it long weekend coming up. I have days off so I thought, see what you up to?" FUCK! I was hard through my jock just listening to his broken English. "So how are you? How you like that apartment?" He was making awkward small talk. "Uhm...yeah I'm good…I’m good. Thank you," I replied, enthusiastically. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, my hole was twitching under the rimseat. "The apartment is great. I love it. Love the neighorhood! I'm so glad I finally got the hell out of the city and moved to Brooklyn!" "What you doing?" He asked suddenly, the thick voice hung over the line. "Well, actually, nothing. Just…sitting around. Just hanging out tonight.” I bit my lip. “No plans.” "Would you like company." Ivan seemed to state that last line. He wasn't asking. He paused a few seconds before I could reply. "I free soon. I come over. Want to do some sTuff." He said that last word with a heavy, thick emphasis. My jock was getting a wet spot with my pre-cum just hearing his voice over the phone. "YEAH!" I almost yelled back, dizzy with excitement, trying to contain myself. "OK," the heavy accent continued. "I come over in next hour." I was about to give him my address when he interrupted. “I know where you live,” Ivan declared. “I bring surprise." And then he abruptly hung up. _________ The next hour seemed like an eternity. I was HUNGRY! I replayed the scene in my head, over and over, when Ivan and his crew moved me into the apartment several months ago; how an apartment move turned into this seduction and introduction: to mancunt and sTuff. I was rubbing my crotch, edging myself, sitting on the rimchair, teasing my mancunt with a lubed finger or two, admiring my reflection in the mirror as I waited for his arrival. The anticipation was building and building… My buzzer rang. I jumped out of the bedroom and ran to the intercom. I looked in the small security video monitor and saw Ivan leaning against the glass entry door to my building. I buzzed him in quickly and walked to my apartment front door and unlocked it and waited. After a minute I heard the elevator door slide open and shut outside in the hallway. A moment later he walked in, the bulky frame, the barrel chest, the broad shoulders, thick arms and legs, and that impressive bulge which looked larger than my memory had painted in my horny head. I was so in lust for him! He looked solid and masculine after a hard day's work. He was wearing a moving company jumpsuit uniform that was different than the last time we met. It fit him tight on the thighs and gut. But MAN! Did he look FUCKING HOT!!! "Hello. It is Ivan," he announced, holding the door behind him, the weight of the words hanging in the air. "And I bring surprise for you," the door swung open further and a second man walked in. The stranger smiled at me. "This is Roberto," Ivan introduced us. WHOA! HOLY SHIT! I was caught off guard. When I had buzzed Ivan in earlier I hadn't realized someone was with him. Roberto walked quickly into the apartment, shut the door and locked it behind him. He was taller than Ivan - about 6'2", muscular, but not as bulky and hefty as Ivan. He was slightly darker in tone, more like my complexion of a light medium tan. His face was square-jawed, the contour framed by a light buzzed black beard. His hair was as dark with short, wavy, curls. Like Ivan, he was not standard handsome. He had hard and yet soft features. His lips especially looked full and enlarged in a sexy way. He was in his late 30’s in age from my guess. His arms and legs were also thick and he wore the same jumpsuit uniform as Ivan. And there was an impressive bulge hanging to the left side of his crotch. I smiled back at him. "He work for me," Ivan continued as Roberto stepped forward, his hand extended to greet me. I took his hand and he held mine tight and firm. I do love a man that knows how to shake hands! I find it so erotic especially because I am always sizing up a man’s hands due to my love for assplay. Shaking hands with a masculine man is a great way for me to measure up a guy. You can tell so much by how long and tight a man extends himself in a handshake: his confidence, his masculinity, his sexual energy, and his attraction towards me. His hands were of medium size, a little smaller than Ivan's. His fingers though looked exceptionally long. My dick got harder under my jock. "I am Roberto. It is very nice to meet you," he smiled, looking me up and down, assessing me visually in the same way I had measured him a moment ago when our hands touched. I then realized I was only wearing my jock and boots and blushed for a second as I had only expected Ivan. "Likewise," I replied, returning the smile back at him. "Come on in," I moved to the side as Roberto entered my apartment. Ivan followed, grinning at me and I smirked at him silently - like WTF – and yet, I was excited at the same time! Like THANK YOU!!' "This is nice apartment you have," Roberto stated, walking around, checking out the space. I realized he also had an accent that I couldn't distinguish quite yet; it was Latin for sure. "Yes, it is very nice," Roberto continued, looking at me now, up and down, smiling at me. Flattery gets you everywhere. My dick twitched again. I wasn't blushing this time. Ivan walked behind me and grabbed my ass suddenly with those rough hands. He spread my cheeks and teased my hole with a finger, just lightly brushing the edge of my asslips. I moaned. "I been thinking about your mancunt for long time," Ivan pronounced. "I have few jobs nearby here last few months and when I drive by your street I get hard. I just never have time to see you," his finger went deeper in my hole, exploring, "until today." The finger twitched inside as I rolled my head to the side. Roberto walked towards us and leaned over, gazing at Ivan's actions. "This is mancunt I told you about," Ivan said, almost with a hint of pride, staring at Roberto, like I was his possession. I loved how he did that: showing me off like I was his cunt bitch! Roberto stepped forward again, now behind me and I felt a second finger brush against my asslips which was still slightly moist from cleaning out and what little lube I had from teasing myself earlier on the rimchair while I had been waiting. "Wow," Roberto whispered. He brushed his finger gently over my hole again, rubbing it back and forth. I instinctively leaned forward a bit, pushing my ass back as he felt me up. "This feels better than pussy!" he smiled at Ivan. “And he is so sexy and masculine,” Roberto continued. I now realized he was Brazilian, the way his accent was softened at the edges. Both men's fingers explored my hole. They laughed and I moaned some more. "Let's start the parTy," Ivan announced. I leaned back straight as both men pulled away from me. I turned around as Ivan started undressing, pulling off his heavy work boots and unzipping his jumpsuit uniform. That familiar big chest with salt and pepper hair exposed itself. Man did that look GOOD! Roberto moved over to my couch, sat down and proceeded to take off his boots also. At this point Ivan was almost undressed, exposing that beautiful, insane bulge under the thick jock he wore. Roberto was not far behind and also pulled off his jumpsuit and threw it on the floor. He too was wearing only a jock with an equally impressive bulge underneath it. He had a lean, tight, slight muscular build. His chest and torso were lightly covered in short, wavy dark hair. His legs, like his arms, were very muscular and defined. He looked very sexy. Roberto spread his legs and started massaging his crotch. His jock bulge started to get bigger, the cloth stretching as he squeezed and released. Ivan walked beside me and sat on the couch also. He looked over at Roberto and smiled and then grabbed his own crotch. Of course Ivan's bulge was impressive. He clearly was bigger and thicker. But Roberto was not exactly unimpressive. It looked like a snake was moving around under his jock. Both men leaned back on the couch, pulling on their dicks through their jocks, never taking them out, getting all hot and turned on. I was still standing by the hall just mesmerized by the sight of these two hot movers in my apartment! I too was grabbing my hard dick through my jock and with one finger from my other hand, started playing with my manhole. "Go get your parTy kit," Ivan commanded. Roberto smiled at Ivan. Clearly there was some plan between the two of them. You did not have to tell me twice. I went into the bedroom and found my toiletry travel bag of supplies. I walked back into the living room and found both hot men talking, laughing and each of them squeezing those impressive mounds still captured under their jocks. I sat across from them on a chair, settling my ass as close to the edge of the front of the chair, legs spread, trying to show as much of my manhole as I could. I unzipped the bag and pulled out the contents : a torch, contact lens case that had my grounded Tina, and a straw clipped to about 2" in length with one edge cut at an angle. And then I found a small bottle of liquid that I forgot I had. I held it up. "Do you guys want a drink?" I looked at them. Ivan was slightly puzzled. Roberto was smiling. I waved the small bottle in front of them. "Yes," Roberto replied for both of them. "We have had a long, hard day," he grinned. "We would really like a drink." He winked at me, flirting. I asked if they had any liquor earlier and Roberto confirmed that they hadn't. Ivan was still puzzled as I got up and went to the kitchen. I got some glasses, retrieved a bottle from the fridge, and poured some juice into the three glasses. Then I carefully measured some of the liquid from the small bottle and stirred them in each glass. Both men were now standing beside me, Roberto was lightly fingering my hole as Ivan looked at what I was doing. "This is G," I explained. "It will make us all a little more hornier. It will add to the parTy." Roberto grabbed a glass with his free hand. Ivan followed, as did I. We then cheered and drank our shots, that bitter taste just barely concealed by the sweet juice. Roberto continued to play with my hole. "This is so much better than pussy," he said again. Ivan leaned forward and grabbed me and gave me a deep kiss. It was a gentle kiss at first : lips touching lips that led to a thick, fat tongue entering my mouth. And then harder and more aggressive, Ivan biting my lower lip, as his tongue danced wildly inside my mouth. Roberto continued to caress my hole with his finger, running it up and down, slowly against my hole, his fingertip slightly entering my mancunt just a bit, teasing my now very excited hole. We did this for several minutes as both hot men invaded me in their own way. Ivan was kissing me like some mad man and Roberto was gently teasing my manhole. They were both playing me like some instrument, warming me up for what was to come. I could feel the G now S L O W L Y creeping in, that familiar slight haze was setting in. Ivan broke free from my lips suddenly and motioned to Roberto in some silent code. I looked over at Roberto who walked back over to the living room. Ivan grabbed my hand and led me to the couch and motioned for me to sit near Roberto on my left. Ivan sat beside me on my right. I smiled and Roberto smiled back in a familiar knowing manner. Ivan looked at us both, one eye pinched, like trying to figure out what was going on. Then he just smiled, both eyes wide open. The G was hitting him now also. The parTy was starting. Ivan grabbed me and pushed my head back suddenly to the back of the couch as I leaned sitting back. He pulled on my legs and extended them so my lower body was stretched with my asscheeks over the edge of the seat. I spread my legs further. Roberto unscrewed the lens cap and dug out some Tina with the straw and filled the glass pipe with a generous amount of that magic dust. He grabbed the torch and cooked up the bowl carefully, turning it side to side for a few seconds, melting the crystal in the heated glass bowl until the magical smoke started to collect. He clearly knew what he was doing. Roberto took a slow and big measured inhales of the smoke, getting more and more of it into his lungs. Then he passed the glass pipe to Ivan who repeated the process. While Ivan cooked his hit, Roberto leaned back and started kissing me passionately. I knew where this was going. He looked at me with a strong gaze and nodded silently to me. We stopped our tongue dancing for a moment but he didn’t pull away from me. He looked at me again and made a gesture with his eyes into mine and exhaled that big breath of smoke he had been holding in his lungs which I then took with a BIGGER inhale. I was hungry for that smoke! His tongue then resumed with mine, kissing me even more, tongues slurping over each other, as he started to finger me again-no more teasing now-as that finger inched into my very hungry mancunt. I could hear Ivan taking several inhales of the Tina smoke as I let my exhale enter Roberto's mouth, giving the smoke back to him. Roberto pulled away from my mouth and smiled and exhaled that smoke that we had just shotgunned between each other. Before I could catch my next breath, Ivan leaned back towards me and kissed me harder. His kiss was rougher, like his body, his demeanor. His tongue was thicker and invaded my mouth wildly. And then Ivan gave me the same silent gaze and nod. I got ready, stopped any tongue movement, as he exhaled an even B I G G E R breath of that magical smoke into my lungs that I gladly accepted. I kissed him back even rougher as Roberto lit up another hit for himself as I exhaled that big breath back to Ivan who greedily accepted it, and then returned it back to me one more time. He pulled away and looked at me seriously. "Hold it in as long as you can,"Ivan directed. I did as I was told for almost a minute. And then I couldn't anymore as I felt Roberto pull in and out of my manhole slowly. I exhaled a huge cloud of the smoke that floated above us three, our eyes all glazed with lust and hunger. "Your turn," Ivan nodded. Roberto lit the glass pipe again holding it to my mouth. I let the Tina cook slowly, wanting as much of the smoke to accumulate in the bowl. I took slow, slow inhales, grabbing more smoke from the pipe until there was barely a mist of it. My head was floating as I kept the smoke in my lungs as long as I could. Roberto leaned forward and I gave in, releasing the smoke, as he inhaled my exhale, as his tongue washed the inside of my mouth gently. He continued to finger me in the same manner, light and sensual, as I spread my legs further apart. He returned the smoke back to my lungs as I moaned in the double-hole-pleasure between my mouth and my manhole. He pulled away from me suddenly as Ivan's lips were now at my mouth waiting for my exhale that I gladly provided. Ivan's finger now joined Roberto's and his invasion-like his tongue-was rougher and more firm. Ivan took my breath and kissed me hard again, that thick tongue going crazy in my mouth. And then after some moment, he exhaled the magic smoke back to me, kissed me hard again and pulled away. Both men watched me - their eyes burning with intensity as their fingers flicked inside my hole. I exhaled a LARGE cloud above us. I rolled my head side to side, looking fondly at Roberto and then at Ivan. The G was taking us on that special ride. Ivan looked at my hole, while both men’s fingers were probing me. Then he smiled at Roberto. “I told you this mancunt special.” Ivan looked at my hole again, almost proud, like I was his discovery. “Yeah,” Roberto replied, “that is definitely a manpussy.” I love how he said that: the “ssss” sound extended slightly longer in annunciation with a soft, sensual curve, in contrast to how Ivan calls it a mancunt with emphasis on the consonants. Roberto’s fingers inched in deeper besides Ivan’s fingers, also still in my hole. “I have had real pussy," Roberto explained, "and this feels fucking better than pussy.” He smiled and winked at me again. “When Ivan told me weeks ago about your manpussy I could not believe him. And he said you are very masculine but have this magical manpussy. I didn’t understand.” Fingers danced inside my hole as my breathing became more rapid. “And then he told me about how you introduced him to parTying and how your manpussy got more hungry…I knew I had to meet you.” “Oh y e a h …my mancunt does get very hungry,” I looked at Ivan, moaning, almost whispering, that hunger building between my legs. “When I told him about your mancunt,” Ivan explained, “I could tell he would be good surprise for you as I see he got hardon listening to my story.” Ivan reached over and squeezed Roberto’s jock pouch. Roberto pulled his head back slightly, surprised by Ivan's motions, and moaned. “Yeah he VERY HARD for your mancunt,” Ivan proclaimed, squeezing harder, and laughing “He like your mancunt.” The G was in full effect along with the heavy amount of our first bowl we smoked earlier. All of us were clearly FLYING, horny as hell, the air around us seemed to heat up. Roberto grabbed Ivan’s jock pouch with his free hand and squeezed also. Both men now were holding each other’s big cocks hidden under their jocks, their other hands exploring my hole which was getting more loose with their stretching and finger-fucking my juicy manhole. I grabbed both hot men towards me as we all three kissed at the same time. I would dance with Ivan's tongue, then do the same with Roberto. And then it was even hotter to feel both their tongues with each other inside my mouth as both men continued to finger me. Ivan pulled his hand away from Roberto’s crotch and grabbed the back of my neck forcing my mouth to lock in tighter with him. Roberto followed and did the same. The three of us were being primal and sharing in our masculine, sexual energy. We were all moaning, kissing with force, then slow and passionate, and then forceful again, saliva dripping down our faces. Roberto pulled away suddenly. “Let me look at that manpussy,” he licked his lips. He said that in a way that sounded so sordid. I spread my legs further apart. Ivan continued to kiss me hard and deep, pulling me forward with the hand behind my neck, gripping me hard, our mouths locked. I moaned as I heard Roberto slip down from the couch. Both men’s fingers left my manhole for the first time in an hour. Ivan now grabbed me with both hands and was kissing me deep and hard. I felt that shocking emptiness in my hole, that longing to be filled immediately. It was almost punishing. But it lasted a mere moment that was alarming after all the pleasure that had preceded it. “Wow,” Roberto exclaimed. I felt his fingers – more this time – spreading my hole, pulling it carefully apart, spreading it, making it bigger. “Holy shit,” he said. “Your hole is so beautiful. The asslips are so soft and look BIGGER than earlier!” Ivan was still kissing me and I could barely hear Roberto but whatever he was saying in that soft accent, and that soft fingering, was only turning me on further. Roberto continue to probe my hole carefully. He was taking his time. He had never experienced this before; it was all new and foreign to him. I could feel him brush against the left side of my asslips, the flat part of his fingers passing through, lightly, teasing my hole. Then he would do the same with his right hand on the right side of my asslips, again, soft, gentle, teasing. Meanwhile Ivan was grabbing my head forcefully, devouring my mouth with his big lips, his fat tongue grinding against mine as I moaned with the contrasting invasions of both holes from both men. My head was spinning. I pushed them both away suddenly. Ivan was taken aback, like in a trance and he suddenly was jolted in reality. Roberto pulled away from between my legs but never lost his attentive gaze to my manpussy. I looked at them hungrily. "Let's move this into the bedroom," I said slowly. Ivan smiled at that as he breathed rapidly, like a hungry animal on the prowl. Roberto grabbed the parTy items. Ivan jumped off the couch then pulled me up, making sure I was balanced and steady. He then led me into the bedroom holding my right hand with his, while his left hand continued to finger my hole as we walked. F U C K. That feels SO FUCKING GOOD when a Top can't stop playing with my hole! My cock was hard despite all the T we had just smoked. I just get so turned on when a Top gives my hole attention. We entered the bedroom. Both men were surprised to see the equipment all spread out. Roberto had a big grin on his face. My bed was covered in a black vinyl playsheet, fisting porn playing on the flat screen, mirrors placed around the room. The sling was ready as was the rimchair. Ivan looked the most stunned as he had only been in the same room several months ago when it was empty, mostly boxes spread around then. Now the room was ready for a parTy. Ivan was staring at the rimchair. Then he looked at me, fingers still playing inside my manhole. “You bad boy.” (To be continued…)

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 ?☣️?

For me it's flakiness. On BBRT I never had the chance to hook up with 1 single guy. A guy would message me, and tell me he's interested, but when I respond, I dont hear anything back. Whats up with that? Anyway, What is your biggest pet peeve when it comes to online hookups? Maybe everyone (including myself) can learn a thing or two

So only a couple of weeks left to go... what neg, PrEP-free bttms do we have coming to knock up? :-p

Yeah I’m allergic to pussy too

Rudeness--more precisely, unmitigated aggressiveness--is a definite turn-off. I remember chatting with one guy just before midnight who, after I made it clear I was leaving town early in the morning and would be interested in chatting later after I came back, was still demanding well into the early morning that I text him my phone number and new photos (the platform we were chatting on had plenty of photos, including new and explicit ones, there already) and that we talk about play, all with exclamation marks and capital letters. Um, no: I was sleeping, or trying to sleep, in preparation for a big trip, and was not going to be hooking up in the near future. I had explained this to him. I had explained that I was certainly not going to hook up in the few hours. That he refused to acknowledge any of this and kept trying to push a preliminary chat into a hookup so quickly was a warning sign. How would he behave in person? So, I blocked him.

No. They need to monitor your kidney function and test for HIV. I don't know the details, but taking PreP while infected may make the infection worse. You may check into "Plushcare" it's a telephone doctor service.

Circle jerked with a bunch of neighbor kids on the side of their house when I was 5...felt sooooooo good!!! That started my jacking experience...kept it up to this day...several times a day...used to rub myself under my jeans when I was just a young boy...got caught pleasuring myself in class by my 3rd grade teacher and was sent to the principal...what an embarrassment...they called my mom. had a group of horny young friends who jacked and sucked each other throughout elementary school and junior high...would luv to have "sleepovers" inside our makeshift tents (blankets covering wooden picnic tables) in our backyards. And yup, played with a couple of horny buddies at scout camp...jacking each other all night long...followed by day hikes into the woods to suck and "69." Had my first wet dream orgasm at age 11 (we latin boys "mature" earlier than a lot of other guys). At the time, I thought all of this was just youthful exploration (everyone does it...right?). Now I know I was nothing but a gay faggot from day one!! Oink!!!!! ??

I loved having my ass gotten into by you! You were amazing. 5/5, would recommend.

Virgin POZ Night (Part 3) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** The young lad did not understand what was happening. He remembered clearly, that he talked to some dudes in a bar. They invited him for a drink and flattered him. He told them though, that he was not into guys. No offense, but he had already a girlfriend and was happy in love with her. Still he accepted the invitation for free drinks. Then his memory became a little bit blurred. Soon he felt somehow weak and tired. The guys offered him to get him outside the club, so he could get some fresh air. On their way to the exit he felt already hands reaming over his buttocks. He tried to talk, but somehow he wasn’t able to form clear sentences. Then he felt a sharp pinch at his left nipple. It was almost like someone tried to rip his nipple away from his body. Once the group left the club, he remembered the events only in fragments. I white van…. *flash* Slaps to his face, while he tried desperately to keep his pants on while several hands using force to rip his pants off from him… *flash* Pain… so much pain in his ass and voices who called him a ‘tease’ and a ‘faggot’… *flash* Moans… he knew this voice… it was his own voice moaning, while the pressure increased in his asshole… *flash* More slaps to his face and a bad taste in his mouth… *flash* Carried downstairs… words floating through is dazed mind. ‘Fresh meat’… ‘Fuck meat’… ‘Neg-Whore’… ‘POZ-slut’… Where did those words come from? *flash* Grinning faces leering above him *flash* And then he remembered coming back to senses, being tied up in this darkened small room, while guys fucked their stiff cocks hard into his body. He tried to plead with the two guys using his holes for their pleasure. But how can you plead with someone if your mouth is full with hard and throbbing man dick. If his hands would be free, he could defend himself. He would fight his way out of this place. He saw himself pushing his way out of this horrible situation and getting help in a hospital and while his mind played tricks on him, how things could still come to a good end, both of his holes were violated in a steady rhythm. Then he felt a hard blow against his head. “Watch your teeth you fucking faggot…. or I will punch them out of your fucking mouth.” He was sucked back into reality. The guy in front of him stuffed his huge cock back into the boy’s mouth. “Open up…Open up…. OPEN UP your mouth and take my cock. Take me deep-throat, you stupid fuck” he heard the guy growling. Salvia ran from his wide opened mouth. One hand had a tight grip on his hair. The other hand was going around the back of his head. The knot in his throat sunk deeper again as the man started to push his cock back into his mouth. Soon the twinks face was pulled into the mat of thick dark pubic hair while his throat muscles massaged the invading cock. Meanwhile the man behind him filled the boy’s ass completely. His hands pulled the victim’s ass cheeks apart so his thick dick could even fuck him deeper into his rectal tube. Again the young adolescent struggled against his bonds and tried to move away somehow. Alas – all his attempts were fruitless. The tops movements became more and more aggressive. “Do you like my cock, ripping up your hole? Come on bitch – squeeze me with your ass-cunt, you piece of shit….” “He is such a slut” his partner in front sneered savoring the tight throat. “His ass is also tight, but it is a good feeling to bust him open….” the other one growled. The leather daddy fucking the poor lad’s asshole caressed the twinks tensed torso and grinned devilishly at his partner. “Let’s do it….” he hissed and gave the signal. Both leaned towards each other and started kissing passionately. The moment their tongues met, while raping the boy beneath them, they started to slam-jam-fuck the tied up twink. They humped him in a rush to reach climax quickly and simultaneously. The boy gasped loudly and tried to suck in some air. He felt like this huge cock in his throat was choking him to death. His jaws were clearly working to adjust to the brutal mouth rape. While the lad was pummeled in his ass the pain coming from his stretched rectum almost drove him out of his mind. Suddenly sharp farts escaped around the guy’s cock. The top pushed hard with each stroke, just to seat his dick fully back into the boy’s intestine. First the guy in the front groaned loudly, when he shot his load into the throat of his rape toy. The moment his tormentor withdrew his cock and the boy sucked wetly in for air. Thick liquid sprayed from his mouth, while he coughed and retched in distress. After that his pal pressed his loin well up into the teens cleft and trembled while he shot his gush of sperm deeply into the young guy’s hole. “Holy fuck… take my poison up your cunt you stupid whore…. milk my balls you cheap and dirty bareback slut…. Damn… Fuck…. “ “Please… no more… please don’t hurt me anymore….” the poor lad sobbed. “Damn – where do they find those kind of whores? I am amazed, that there are really fags who are into this pozzing shit” one of them sneered. “Yeah – but you see, when push comes to shaft they are all begging to be spared… this one plays his role quite good….” the other one answered and continued slowly to fuck the boy in his ass enjoying the slippery feeling. “You are a good hole, bitch. Your ass is nice and tight, it won’t stay forever this way. I am glad I was able to fuck you in your prime and give you, what you wanted….” Slowly the top removed his slowly deflating cock from the young lad’s asshole and moved towards the boys face. His partner already pulled his pants up and grabbed a shock of the victim’s hair and tilted the young ones head violently back. “Hmpf… Ough…. Noooo!” he cried out, but was silenced as another half hard cock entered his mouth. The leather daddy used both of his thumbs to pinch the boys nose shut. It was almost caring movement, the way he held the guys head in his hands with one thumb on each side, shutting the nose completely. The only sound that could be heard was the wet breathing sound past around the cock in the young guys mouth. It took a few moments before the kid made gurgling sounds and his eyes widened in terror. He tried to jerk his head free, but both guys held him in place steadily. He didn’t almost have the chance swallowing the dark yellow piss. The flood forced him to inhale the foul waste. A spray of the yellow liquid erupted up around the thick mouth filling cock. “Yeah… drown in my piss, filthy stinking whore….” the pissing fucker growled and continued relieving himself strongly. After agonizing moments for the teenager and those desperate choking sounds, that were drowned in heart wrenching gurgling screams, the Alpha male slowly came to an end of his piss. They let go of his head and it slumped back down leaving the sobbing lad, without another word, in his misery.

I arrived in San Francisco in the early evening and went straight to my hotel to get settled and cleaned out. I had high hopes for this hotel which was set up like a motel with doors that lead to the outside in every unit perfect for various visitors. I logged into bbrt and some guy about 50 with a 8.5 inch cock that he called very thick hit me up to hang out so I invited him over and waited in my Calvin Klein tighty whites. Before he showed up he texted me asking is I was sure I could handle his cock which I laughed at ofcorse I could. He got there and I answered the door and we began. I dropped to me knees as he pulled out his cock which was nice but not even close to scary big. He fucked my face against the bed but after a while I new what I needed so I got up on the bed doggy and spread my legs and arched my back presenting my hole for his use. He stepped up and lined up his cock and stuck it in. There was little resistance at first then it slid in to the base with a thud which felt great. He then fucked me in various positions and unloaded a huge multi day where it belongs. He got up quick and left texting me saying he wanted to come tomorrow and that I had the nicest ass ever. I needed more. I had been fantasizing about this hotel for weeks. I went back on bbrt and this hot guy what was around 40 hit me up to hang out and party. I agreed and gave him my room number. He then told me he was going to bring a friend which I was excited to here. When they first got here it was a little awkward for a couple of minutes and then they both left to grab drinks at the corner store to mix their favors. At first I thought they didn’t like me but before I new it they were back and soon enough we were tangled in a two top one bottom fuck fest. I’ve never felt so right in the world then getting spit roasted by these two raw studs who were really into me. They really loved my ass and how much if a whore I am. After about an hour of them switchinsg off fucking my mouth and ass we went to the store real quick. When we got back there was this hot bearded leather daddy waiting for us that one of them had arranged. We went in and started to play but one of the two that was fucking earlier didn’t feel good and wanted to leave so they split. Me and the bearded daddy fucked for a while. He ate my loaded ass and fucked me good but was having trouble staying hard and eventually left. Then I was all alone desperate for some guys to come put me in my place. I figured I was done for the night because it was around 2am but a had a few guys hitting me up and I still needed it bad... I invited one over with a hairy thick cock and gave him the room number, he told me to wait with my ass up but then he stopped responding and this younger dude with a nice cock hit me up. So I invited him over. About 5 minutes later he showed up. Much younger than the older guys I’ve been fucking since I was in middle school but it’s all good he had what I needed and I was going to get it. He ate my ass and fucking me bent over the bed pounding my hole loudly and aggressively calling me a whore and a bitch. He hoped up on the bed and I started sucking his balls and cock when I herd a knock. It was the guy that I thought ghosted me before and I knew he was expecting me ass up so I cracked the door and assumed the position. He didn’t mind the other dude was there and started to finger my my sloppy hole and then eat it. He was in his 50s bearish big guy. He dropped his pants and shoved his big thick cock into my loose cum filled hole and began to fuck real hard at a steady pace. After a while of me getting spit roasted the bear started saying how good I can take dick and was saying I should do porn he had worked on a bunch of porns I guess and said my ass was made for porn. So I sad you can take some pics or videos of you like.. so the younger guy started to film me pov while I sucked his dick balls and the bear slammed my ass deep. The bear had mentioned while chatting online that he shoots giant loads. When he shot I herd him counting 1-2-3 for every rope he shot into me. He ended at 23 he pulled out and got up and it started spilling out. The younger guys came around and fucked me so hard and loud I was worried about the neighbors and then bred me deep while the bear told me to take it deep. They both got dressed and left. It wasn’t long before I had a few others hit me up... I chatted with one Brazilian guy with a. Beautiful uncut cock... after the last tag teaming I realized I was incredibly turned on watching my take dick. I mentioned possibly filming to the Brazilian and he was alright with it so I set up my old phone to have a good view of the bed and made sure I got on all fours in a good angle. He came over and I sucked his giant balls and cock until he lifted me to the bed and ate my ass asking how many already fucked me. He slid his fat cock in early and started to fuck me and then pulled out and was just looking at me positioned face down ass up and hole gaping and seem to be just soaking in the image so I suggested that he film it so he grabbed my phone and pointed it at me stroking his cock as I began to suck it and he filmed which turned me on a lot. Then I climbed up on him and rode it for a while before I crawled off home and got on all fours wagging my ass positioning myself facing the other camera that had been recording the whole time. He got behind me and stuck it in and took after a few more minutes he filled me with is hot load. In the end the video was over an hour long... time flys when your taking milking loads... So now I have two angles for a good amount of the fuck which got me sooo turned on I need to post it online soon. Then about an hour later I was heading to sleep when I got a text from the young 30 something guy that fucked me a few hours before. He wanted to fuck me with his friend who he claimed had the biggest cock... admittedly neither of them are my type but I really liked the idea getting my ass destroyed by a giant cock getting two more loads so they came back over and both fucked me again each giving me a deep load. While the new guy with the beautiful cock fucked me like a little bitch his friend filmed. In the end as I type I have 5 loads in my ass, was fucked by 7 guys, and made 4 movies. The experience has left me wanting to do porn very much and put them up for everyone to see my talents. In the end a perfect night. My hole was sloppy and loose and dripping load all over the place on the bed like runny nose.

Part 8 - The 3rd Dinner Daniel had been up early his head full of thoughts about Jordan, was he really serious about making a go of it or was it just the heady mix of sunshine and rebound?. They seemed to have a connection and maybe it was fate or destiny, two people meeting under very similar situations. Only time would tell but now he had his mother to think about, she would be arriving mid afternoon and no doubt will want to have with him in the suite this evening. For now he headed down to the beach for an early swim. To his surprise Jordan was in the sea swimming, his heart lifted at the sight of him and wasted no time to join him. "Morning Jordy, your up early." he said coming to a stop by Jordan who swept him up in his arms and gave him a kiss. "Couldn't sleep Danny, you kept me up most of the night, I don't know what you have done to me but I like it" he kissed him again. Daniel splashed water at Jordan "destiny or fate Jordy?". "Both I think." as Jordan swam off forcing Daniel to try and keep up. They both grabbed a towel from the beach bar, Daniel ran his hands along Jordan's arm and chest. Jordan placed a finger under Daniel's chin lifting his head up and moved his mouth towards Daniel's, their lips parted and Daniel felt Jordan's tongue slipping in to his mouth as they had their first romantic kiss, the sun appeared over the distant horizon bathing them in an orange glow. Cael stood watching as he arrived on to the beach 'That is so hot', the two of them jumped in surprise looking at Cael, Jordan placed his arm around Daniel's shoulder. "Cael how long have you been there watching?" Daniel asked with a look of shock on his face. Cael laughed "Not long, you two look perfect together, wondered how long it would take". Cael quickly made them a fruit crush then went off preparing for the day ahead. One thing Daniel knew for sure already, he loved Jordan touching him and holding him, even the smallest gesture of touch caused electricity to flow through his body. Drinks in hand and Jordan's arm around his shoulder, Daniel placed his arm around Jordan's waist asthey went for a short stroll along the beach. "I can't believe you have come in to my life like this Jordy" he squeezed Jordan tighter round the waist. Jordan kissed him on the head "Dine with me tonight Danny" he asked. "Oh, it may be difficult tonight my mother is arriving this afternoon and staying over tonight" Daniel stopped walking. Jordan rubbed his head "I think I might be able to survive one night" he chuckled. Daniel turned to face Jordan "Let me see what is happening and I will come find you at the beach around 5pm". "Okay, I am not going anywhere" Jordan smiled and kissed him on the head again. They met up again after breakfast and spent the morning swimming and sunning themselves. At 2pm Daniel got a text from his mother that she was in reception and heading to the suite. He gave Jordan a peck on the cheek and hastily disappeared. Jordan looked at him scampering up the beach, he felt that Daniel was holding back on something but wasn't quite sure. His mother was already in the suite when he walked in to the lounge, she told him the LA hotel was signed and sealed and they would start work on the renovations of the newly named Salinger Los Angeles, they both sat on the veranda with a cold drink, his mother eyeing him suspiciously. "So Danny, what is going on with you?" she raised an eyebrow. Daniel eased back in the chair "What do you mean mother?". "You have the same look your father had when he fell in love with me" she said eyeing him carefully. Daniel shook his head "Am I that easy to read, I don't know how to explain it". "Does he feel the same way?" she asked. "It would appear so, something clicked between us almost immediately" he answered looking at his mother. A worried looked crossed her face "Do you want it to go further Danny, I am just concerned after that last car crash wreck of a boyfriend?". Daniel sank a little "I think I do mother but it is figuring out how, he lives in Boston". "Oh I see what you mean, but if you both feel the same way you both have to figure it out" she said encouragingly. "I need to go and put him off for tonight so we can have dinner" he said standing up. "No don't do that bring him along to dinner" she kissed him on the cheek as he was about to leave. Daniel turned to his mother "Ah, he doesn't know who I am yet, and are you going to assess his suitability mother?" he laughed. She laughed "Assess?, quite so and I will tell you if I approve of your choice". As Daniel left he knew that his mother was not joking, if she didn't like him he wold not be welcomed in to the family. It had taken months before his mother and father would eventually relent and allow Greg in their home and family life, that was the one thing he really didn't want to happen this time. He had told his mother everything he knew about Jordan, what he didn't know was that Sofie had had already briefed Lucy. Jordan was sat at the water's edge looking as though he was a million miles away, it was already coming up to 6pm and the last few rays of sun were diminishing rapidly as the sun set. Daniel sat down besides Jordan whose arm went straight around Daniel's shoulder. "Everything okay?" he asked. Daniel hesitated a moment "We have dinner at 8pm but it is with my mother as well, hope you don't mind Jordy". "That's quick but suppose I will have to eventually meet her. That is if you want me to?" he replied looking at Daniel. Daniel turned to him "Yes I think it is best, she will be hard on you especially after my ex Greg". Jordan laughed "Well I hope she approves of me, but importantly she understands what is happening between us". "So be truthful is this what you really want?" Daniel asked looking intently at Jordan. Jordan held him tighter "I can't predict the future Danny but yes I am sure, and I will never cheat on you". Daniel sighed and smiled "I'm sure we will have ups and downs. We just have to figure out where we go from here". Daniel walked with Jordan back to the hotel wing, as they parted company Daniel told him he would meet Jordan in reception at 7.45pm and that it was casual wear, shorts and t-shirt. By 7.30 Jordan was showered, changed and immaculately groomed he felt a little nervous as there was a knock at the door and the familiar voice of Milly announcing turndown service. He opened the door to let her in. "Sorry sir, I was thought you might have gone down for dinner, have you finished in the bathroom?" she asked. Jordan sat on the chair "That's okay Milly just biding my time at the moment before dinner". Milly was cleaning in the bathroom "Where are you eating tonight?" she asked making general conversation. "I don't know, I have dinner with Daniel and his mother." He looked up as she came out of the bathroom. She gave him a very unusual look "Has Danny told you about his mother?" she was trying to asses how much he new. "Only to expect a hard time" he said looking back at her. She left the room and returned with fresh towels "Don't want to speak out to term sir, is you and Danny a serious thing then?". Jordan thought for a moment before replying "Fallen coconuts Milly, I think the mother must be the hard one to crack". Coming back out of the bathroom she told him "Leave your mobile phone here be true and be yourself, that's my only advice". Jordan chuckled thinking does everyone here know my business "Thank you Milly I will take your advice". Daniel appeared at the door "Hello Jordy are you decent?". Jordan sprung up from the chair realising it was now 7.45pm "Sorry Danny, Milly was chatting to me". Daniel laughed "Milly what have you been saying?". She looked up from turning down the bed "Evening Danny, big dinner then?" she smiled at Daniel. Daniel shook his head "Jordy let me introduce you to Milly properly, this is Cael's mum". Jordan shook his head laughing "Okay now I understand how you know so much". Milly gave a Bajan laugh as she left the room "My son tells me all about the beach". Daniel looked at Jordan "Ready?" Jordan nodded as they left the room. As they wandered through to reception one of the concierge staff walked towards the Orchid Wing door and opened it with his pass key before greeting Daniel and Jordan. This was the first time Jordan had ever seen past the door, he looked around in amazement, it was an entirely different hotel in the hotel, more sumptuous and luxurious but still with a Bajan vibe. He told Daniel he had never been in this part of the hotel as they walked through the lounge and bar area, he spotted the actress who waved at them, they were sat with a couple of other celebrities enjoying pre-dinner drinks. It really was the most private and exclusive enclave in the hotel, he saw through the window to a beautiful pool terrace with private cabanas as they headed through some double doors leading to the rooms that circled around the pool, the walk took them to the end of the terrace to a room marked 'Salinger Orchid 1'. They stood hand in hand outside as Daniel looked at Jordan and said for him to 'Brace himself' as he rang the doorbell. The door was opened by Anderson the butler who greeted Daniel then Jordan and guided them to the veranda where his mother was waiting, she stood up as they approached. "Thought we would dine outside Danny" she went over and kissed him on the cheek. Daniel pulled Jordan forward "Mother this is Jordy, oh, Jordan. Jordan this is my mother". Jordan shook hands with her, she was indeed formidable "Thank you for inviting me to dinner". She looked carefully at him before replying "Your welcome, please sit". Pre-dinner drinks were spent casually chatting or so Jordan thought, carefully she picked through every word he said. She sat taking in all of him and already liked the way he looked and presented himself, he listened diligently to every question she asked making sure his responses were crafted with accuracy, care and relevance. As they sat down to dinner Daniel watched his mother, he was hoping to see some sign that she was warming to him. She ruthlessly dragged him over the hot coals as dinner progressed. The one question which Daniel knew was looking on the horizon which he hoped Jordan wouldn't shy away or evade answering honestly. By now Jordan had revealed everything about his father and his husband, his own mother and stepdad. He held nothing back he told her about his health and hiv, she never once flinched at any of his revelations. Then she asked the question 'So what skeletons are you not telling me?', Daniel dropped his head as he didn't know how she would react. Jordan told her about his gay porn career for the last couple of years, she put her fork down on the desert plate and stopped eating, leaning back in her chair she smiled. "It takes a brave person to sit and admit they did porn movies Jordan" her eyes fixed on him as she spoke. She folded her arms and looked over at Daniel "You know your father did porn before we met Danny". Daniel choked on his wine "Oh my god mother, you choose now to tell me that, is that for real?" She laughed and nodded then looked at Jordan "You have a great body Jordan and very well groomed, I can see why you did porn". Jordan couldn't fathom out Daniel's mother if she liked him or not, but she told Daniel to leave them for half an hour so she could talk with Jordan alone. She escorted Daniel and told him Sofie was waiting for him in the office to have a quick catch up. She returned to the veranda carrying a brown folder and placed it on the table. She sat down at the table "Are you in love with Danny?" Jordan leaned forward "Everything has happened so fast and he has turned my world upside down, but yes I do believe I am". "His last partner we didn't like at all, but for Danny's sake we tolerated him to a point" she said to him. Jordan went for broke "If you don't like me say so and I will leave Danny alone. But I will protect and love him". She leaned forward in her chair "I don't like seeing him broken, his is my baby boy and I will always protect him". "I completely understand, my father has always been the same about me" he replied with a serious look on his face. She put a pen on the folder "In there is a legal document protecting my son, what do you do?" she pushed it towards him. Jordan looked at the folder and pulled it in front of him, he opened it and went to the last page where he signed and dated it without reading any of the contents. He closed the folder placed the pen back on top and pushed it back towards her. The butler came and picked up the folder. "That's very dangerous signing a document without reading it or knowing what it is about" she said looking at him in the eye. Jordan shrugged his shoulders "If it means I have to leave your son I will do so". "No it doesn't mean that. The document protects Danny completely." her gaze fixed on him. Jordan smiled "As long as I can date your son with your approval that is all I need" he said watching her carefully. "Lets just see what happens, you seem to be very honest and open personally" her expression giving nothing away. Jordan topped up her wine glass "I have to admit you are one amazing lady, you must be good in business". She laughed and saluted him with her glass "Jordan, you should know something but don't judge Danny from keeping it from you". Jordan returned the glass salute "Can't be worse than getting through the last two hours" he laughed. She returned to a serious look "Jordan, my name is Lucy Salinger, my husband and I own Salinger Hotels". Jordan looked on stunned "I figured you had to be in business" it then clicked "Oh, you mean you own this hotel?". "Yes we do and Danny is here to get over that awful ex and will also be running the hotel for a month" she told him. Jordan took a sip of wine "Was it that bad, the break up I mean?". "Let's just say I made sure he is out of his life forever, nasty person who played behind his back" she looked angry. Jordan nodded "As long as we are together I promise you that will never happen". "Your surprise me Jordan" he eyes narrowed "most of his partners knew who he was and were in it for other reasons". He smiled at her "It doesn't matter who he is, to be with me that's all that counts". She relaxed in the chair "I see the way Danny looks at you Jordan and I've not seen that with anyone before you". "I have come to realise how special he is. I hope you will grow to like and be honest with me" Jordan finished his wine. Lucy stood "You should ask Danny to fill you in on the rest. Let's go sit by the pool for coffee" she nodded to the butler. Jordan sat next to Lucy on the swing chair "This is an amazing hideaway, I never knew what was behind those doors". Lucy poured coffee for them both "This was our first hotel and to this day remains our flagship and most popular". Jordan sighed "My parents brought me here every year as a kid I forgot about how happy it made me feel being here". "Do you think you could adjust to hotel life?" she asked putting her coffee cup down. Jordan shrugged his shoulders "What do you mean by hotel life?" he replied. "Well most of Danny's work and life is all based around hotels, it is the fabric of who he is" she said. "It would be a strange adjustment, but we haven't talked about what the future holds" Jordan replied. She gave him a curious look "But would you?" she asked. "I would still need to work, I will not be a kept man" he expressed his words with an adamant tone. "That is very admirable of you" Lucy smiled a genuine smile at Jordan. She was beginning to warm to Jordan and deep down had a feeling that finally here was someone with integrity at least. Lucy stood up and invited Jordan to take coffee with her on the sofa. Daniel and Sofie had been chatting about improvements to the beach service and trying to come up with an identity, they were walking back to the suite. Daniel had asked her to come along as he wasn't sure weather Jordan would still be there and pass the mother test. The butler opened the door and guided them towards the veranda. His heart jumped when he saw his mother and Jordan drinking coffee on the sofa and chatting, he looked at Sofie who patted him and said 'I thought it would go well'. Lucy watched her son and Sofie arrive asking if they had an interesting chat, Daniel sat opposite to Jordan who smiled as him. Both Sofie and Daniel began reeling off ideas for the beach to take it to the next level, they explained the concept but couldn't come up with a suitable identity for the new service. Jordan listened on drinking his coffee, he loved watching how animated Daniel was talking about what he loved. Even Lucy was stuck for an idea as they reeled off several concept names, there was a silence before Jordan suggested why not extend the butler service something like 'Butler On The Beach', they all looked at Jordan. Lucy turned to the Daniel and Sofie smiling and said brilliant, it is to the point. Jordan made his apologies that he needed to get to bed and get some sleep, Daniel walked him out through to the main hotel wing and kissed him on the head before telling him they need to have a good talk tomorrow about what his mother had told him. Daniel pleaded to find out more but Jordan just smiled and said tomorrow. Daniel walked back to the suite as Sofie was leaving. "Well mother, what did you think?" he asked nervously. She took his hand and walked him to the veranda "He is very nice Danny, but be absolutely sure it is what you want". He sat down "I can't think of anything but him mother". She laughed "I think your father will like him and he does on the surface appear to be genuine." Daniel had hoped his mother would be a little more on side with Jordan, but he knew it would take some time before she trusted him. He kissed his mother goodnight and went off to bed somewhat happy with the knowledge that so far his mother hadn't thrown him out, but he would have to wait until morning to find out what Jordan wanted to talk to him about.

Got a message from my married FB that he can stop my this morning if I "want it", as he put it. I got cleaned up and he showed up on time. His wife suspects "something's going on" so we've had shorter furtive fucksessions which is frustrating. He always leaves a big load but often rushed anymore. He waled in, we kissed and he kept smiling. Finally he said I have a surprise for you. "You'll see" was all he said. We got to work and he's fucking me--love his fucks. I can tell he's getting close, and he looks into my eyes and says "we've been arguing all week so I'm backed up and have a lot to blow up your ass." With that he started cumming. He always cums a lot but this was stellar--could feel his dick pulsing, feel the shots of cum hitting my walls, went on for awhile. Just got to work holding his load in my ass and hope to take it home after work.

Well, usually when on Grindr you use droplets emoticons in your name it is assumed You like it bareback, or am I wrong?

It’s been a while from our last post, but there was so much happening... anyway, can’t post here all the fucks we had, but will try to explain some more interesting. We had some travels las month, both for work and some holidays. When travelling for work we normally travel separately, but holidays is so totally different way. This year we decided to explore some eastern europe. Have a friend who is polish, and he always says that polish guys are really kinky. Well... he is, so we thought: why not. Decided to head to Cracow asi it looks more interesting than Warsaw, and then head to Prague. Well, let me tell u, Cracow is absolutely beautifull, artistic and bohemian. But the guys there, well, only had one good fuck really. So after 3 days we decided to give Warsaw a chance. And damn yes, glad we did it. Arrived in Warsaw at 4pm and at 6 my husband had already had some polish cum inside his ass. We stayed in the very center of the city, so our grindr was exploding of mssgs. Imagine, that two handsome soanish guys among all the blond stuff can be interesting. The first guy was living just across the street, so our conversation was sth like this: -hi -hi, what’s up -wanna fuck? -hell yeah -where are u? -at the hotel -condom? -no way -room number? -24 -be the in 5 min and that’s all. Told my husband to take a quick shower, and did the same after him. When i left the shower, the guy was already there being sucked by my husband. Just drop off my towel and put my hard cock in his mouth. He sucked really good. After a while of mutual sucking he just asked: -so? Who’s the bottom slut? -we both can be, but start with my husbands hole nothing more to say, he just put his cock inside and started to fuck him hard and fast. After five minutes or so i decided i also wanted some cock so we both put on all 4 and the guy started to fuck as both, amazing cock, quite big, but not to much, and a lot of precum. Yummy. 10 min later he said: -ok, who’s gonna fuck me? so i put my cock into his hole and started to pound him. He liked it fast and hard. I bred his after 15 min or so. And he decided to breed my husbands hole. Amazing amount of cum. -how long gonna stay here? He asked... -no idea, some days, maybe a week... -ok, need to go back with my bf now, he has no idea i am here, but lets fuck again one of those days -cool, no problem... so this is how we had our first fuck in the city, and it was only the beggining. to be continued...

Part 7 - A Day Like No Other Jordan opened his eyes after an amazing nights sleep, he was still cuddling the pillow that he fell asleep with. His thoughts were on Daniel as he had drifted off, it was the first thing running through his mind again this morning. He had never quite felt like this around anyone before, he had unwittingly fallen hard and deeply in love with a guy who he didn't know. More to the point he wasn't even sure if he was gay unless his gaydar was off kilter and needed retuning. The familiar tap at the door signalled Milly's arrival calling 'room service', she tapped again and the door opened. "Good Morning Sir, where would you like your morning coffee" she asked standing with the tray. Jordan took a moment "On the balcony please Milly" he grabbed his bathrobe and slipped it on. "Another beautiful Bajan day sir" as she poured a cup of coffee for him. "Exquisite Milly and for a lot of other reasons" Jordan sat in one of the lounger seats and took at gulp of coffee. She smiled over "Someone is looking like they found the fallen coconut" she giggled. He looked strangely at her "Fallen coconut" he asked. "Oh yes sir, it's what we Bajan's say when you have the twinkling look of love in your eye" Milly topped up his coffee cup. "Had a wonderful night, dinner then a lovely walk along the beach and really nice company" he sighed. Milly placed the coffee pot back on the tray "Definitely fallen coconut but has it cracked open to reveal itself?". Jordan couldn't help but laugh "Still firmly closed, it was Daniel the guy you waved to yesterday". Milly smiled to herself as she prepared to leave "Don't be disappointed if the coconut fails to open". Jordan tried to figure out if it was a hint he was straight, before he could ask her she said she would be back at 10am to clean the room and promptly wished him a good day before leaving. Jordan gazed admiring the view and looked out over the beach but there was no sign of Daniel this morning. The butler laid breakfast on the veranda as Daniel finished his swim and calling out good morning to Anderson, he had known him since he was 15 when Anderson became senior butler in the Orchid Wing. He dried himself on the fluffy pool towel suddenly thinking about Jordan's hug last night, how wonderful he smelt and how firm that body was. He smiled and sat down eating his fruit platter and toast, he heard his phone ringing from the lounge and Anderson appeared with it and handed it over to Daniel. He had a missed call from his mother and just as he was about to call her a text message came through brief but to the point 'Off to LA just sat on plane signing deal to buy a small hotel. Will pop and see you tomorrow for a couple of days, Mum'. Excited that they were finally going to open a hotel in LA he sent a quick text back 'Brilliant news, u checking up on me? can't wait to see you'. He had a quick chat with Anderson before he picked up his sunglasses and threw a t-shirt on then headed down to the beach, he had to admit that seeing Jordan on the beach lifted his spirits and he was hoping to find him there. As he stepped down on to the warm sand he had a quick glance around but there was no sign of him, one thing he did notice was that Cael had moved the sunbeds to within a couple of meters of each other. Cael looked up and smiled at Daniel as he laid the towels on the sunbeds. "Cael what are you doing?" he asked smirking at him. He looked up at Daniel "Thought you two might want to sit a little closer as you seem to be getting on". "What on earth do you mean by that Cael?" he laughed placing his sunglasses down on the table next to one of the beds. "I see the two of you sneaky glances when you think the other is not looking" Cael giggled as Daniel poked his tongue out at him. Daniel headed down to the sea and dived in as he came up for air he heard splashing behind him, he turned and saw Steve and Callum heading towards him. "Hey" Daniel called out to them as they got closer. Callum still excited splashed his way over "Oh my god this place is amazing, thank you so much for what you did". Steve swam up behind Callum "Daniel thank you, we totally love it here, just what we needed". "Calm down guys I only repaid your kindness to me" Daniel answered as they swam around in the water chatting. Callum suddenly stopped "Oooh dreamy man has arrived on the beach" he announced. "Oh yes, now the sightseeing starts" Steve said giggling then stopped suddenly "he is coming in for a swim". Daniel glanced over and saw Jordan smile "He is sexy I will give you that boys" as Jordan dived under the water. Steve noticed the smile in Daniel's direction "I think we should swim off" he said. "Don't be silly, oh guys seriously if he comes over please do not mention anything about me and the hotel" Daniel responded. Steve grabbed Callum "Did you hear Daniel?". "Yes, don't worry I won't mention anything." Callum replied with a serious look on his face. Jordan swam over and said good morning to them all and Daniel introduced the boys that were on his flight. Callum was taking mouthfuls of sea water starring at Jordan and choking at the same time, Steve apologised to Jordan saying his boyfriend had the hots for him. Jordan smiled and said he was totally flattered. Daniel quickly tuned in hoping that Jordan was going to reveal something but it was a very non descript response. They swam fooling around in the sea for nearly half an hour, Steve and Callum headed back ashore first. Steve giving Daniel a wink and nod in Jordan's direction as they swam away. Daniel was shaking his head mildly amused that everyone seemed to be pushing him and Jordan together in some way. Reaching shore Jordan and Daniel walked up to the sunbeds. "Sunbeds appeared to have moved closer" Jordan remarked. Daniel wiped his face on the cold towel "Cael decided to rearrange the beach furniture this morning". Jordan cocked his head to one side "You don't mind do you?". "No think I can cope as long as you don't snore loudly" he smirked back at Jordan. Jordan shook he head smiling "You are such a charmer". They spent a leisurely morning chatting, dozing and listening to music. Daniel did love the fact that Jordan was not hooked on his smartphone like most people were nowadays, even people on the beach had their heads buried in their phone. This was one thing Daniel didn't care to much for and found it rude if people did this when he was with them. He felt a tapping at his arm and looked over to Jordan who was laying on his stomach looking at Daniel, he made a drink motion with his hand and Daniel nodded. They walked over to the beach bar and took a seat at the bar stools, Cael went over to the immediately with his biggest cheeky grin and asked if they wanted a fruit crush. They both nodded and said yes please in unison causing them both to snigger. Jordan thought had about his chat with Milly earlier on whilst looking intently at Daniel. "Penny for them." Daniel asked bringing Jordan back to earth. "Sorry just lost in my own thoughts Daniel" he replied Daniel sipped his drink then placed it back on the bar "Danny". Jordan looked lost for a moment "Danny?". "Yes, friends and family call me Danny, I guess your becoming a friend so you can call me Danny" he raised his glass to Jordan. The word friend tugged at Jordan as they clinked glasses "Danny it is then, you can call me Jordan" he laughed. "What about Jordy?" Daniel asked giggling like a child. Jordan laughed and pondered for a moment "If you really must then okay" as they clinked glasses again looking at each other. "Thank you for you company last night Jordy, I had a great evening." Daniel remarked. Jordan turned on his stool "Same here, if your free tonight would you like to dine with me again?" he sat looking hopeful. "Dinner with you again Jordy?" Daniel chuckled and continued "People might get the wrong impression". "Oh and what impression is that Danny?" Jordan avoided his gaze "That we are friends?" he asked. Daniel ran his finger up the glass wiping the condensation before replying "Lovers having a fling" he laughed. Jordan sat silent for a moment "No, I don't do flings Danny" he paused and looked at Daniel "Lovers definitely". Daniel looked at him and swallowed his mouth a little dry "Are asking me out on a date" he smirked. Jordan was caught slightly off guard "Now why would I be asking you on a date and would you be offended if I did?". "Your fishing Jordy, what are you trying to ask me?" Daniel had a dead pan look on his face. Jordan tried to make light of the moment "Danny will you marry me?" he chuckled. Daniel saw the funny side and laughed "Not with that sort of proposal I won't." he answered back. Jordan and Daniel's eyes met as they laughed at each other, but behind the laughter Jordan could sense there was a glint of something else. He was now certain that Daniel was gay, but how did he approach the question without really offending him. Jordan took a swig of his drink and faced Daniel with a serious look on his face, Daniel stopped laughing well if he doesn't I will he thought to himself. "Danny will you go on a date with me this evening?" Jordan held his breath as he waited. Daniel looked Jordan straight in the eye "Yes I will Jordy" as a big smile grew across his face. Jordan breathed a sigh of relief "Thank god, coconuts" he suddenly said without really understanding why he said it. "Coconuts?" Daniel asked with a very bemused look on his face. "Oh something my room attendant said this morning, she said I looked liked I found the fallen coconut" he chuckled. Daniel chuckled "That is a very Bajan way of saying you found love" he said. "Oh right, I think she nailed that on the head" he simply starred in to Daniel's eyes. Daniel's heart pounded as he looked at Jordan "More than one coconut was found last night. I never realised you were gay". Cael laughed a little too loudly hearing them "You two are so infatuated that you couldn't tell or see it". They both looked at Cael and each other before laughing, Jordan reached over and held Daniel's hand as they looked at each other. Cael placed two fresh drinks down on the bar interrupting them, Cael winked at Jordan as he left to attend another guest. Jordan and Daniel just sat there relieved that it hadn't ended in a complete disaster, the rest of the day they spent looking at each other and swimming. Every time they went for a swim Cael discreetly moved the sunbeds closer and closer, much to Jordan and Daniel's laughter as they now were almost touching. As the last rays of sun began fading they both walked back up to the main hotel building and went their separate ways agreeing to meet a 8pm at the pool bar. To say Jordan was in heaven was an understatement, he never expected to find someone he was so attracted to on many levels, yet he was the opposite of his type of man and quite quite different, that is what drew him to Daniel. Daniel had arranged a for the same quiet table at the Windward Palm, during dinner both of them opened up more about their disastrous relationships. It was uncanny how their circumstances were so similar and how they found themselves together sat at the Windward Palm table overlooking the sea. Jordan was sure this would be a holiday romance or at best once or twice a year in a long distance relationship that would be short lived. Daniel was still a little guarded over his real life for the moment, when the time is right he will tell him everything if it get's to that stage. Jordan had revealed his hiv status and porn career, Daniel asked about his treatment and to tell all about his porn films. Jordan had earned so much admiration and respect from Daniel for being so open and honest. Dinner finished Daniel reached down and took his reefs off indicating they should go for another walk along the beach. This time they walked hand in hand until they reached the same spot and Daniel sat down, Jordan sat behind Daniel wrapping his arms around Daniel's body and holding him close. Daniel laid back his head against Jordan's shoulder as they sat there quietly watching the night sky. Daniel had a sense that Jordan was lost in thought as he didn't respond when Daniel kissed his arm. He tapped Jordan's arm "What are you thinking Jordy?". "How you have turned my world upside down in so many ways" as he ran his hand down Daniels chest. Daniel nuzzled closer "You have done the same to me, I can't even begin to untangle this". "But would this even work if it became serious and not just a holiday romance" he sighed and sounded a little down. Daniel entwinned his fingers with Jordan's "Serious becomes complicated". Jordan looked at Daniel "How so?". "Doesn't matter right now" Daniel said quietly to him. "Right now I just want to drop everything be with you." he said holding Daniel tighter. Daniel turned to face him "Would you, in all seriousness?". "Completely, it is just a shame we can't stay here forever, just us on this beach" he said stroking Daniel's head. Daniel leaned his head back on to Jordan's shoulder "Be careful what you ask for" he replied. Jordan chuckled "Not bad for a first date I guess". Daniel felt that life could not get any better right now as everything was perfect, it had been such a strange turn of events, truly a day like not other. They walked back towards the pool terrace but Jordan stopped Daniel and pulled him face to face with him and gently kissed him for the first time, his body whole body melted in to Jordan's arms, their eyes starring deep in to each others souls. Daniel smiled and kissed Jordan back before they continued to the hotel. Sofie smiled to herself discreetly from where she was hiding so not to attract attention, she had been keeping an eye on Daniel for his mother and reporting back on how he was doing. The bigger question was how Lucy would react to this. More importantly would she approve of this one, from what she had seen and how he treated Daniel there was every chance that Lucy would like him.

PART 4 Those three letters threw me straight into holy fuck mode. Here I was 18 and still totally inexperienced and had just lost my virginity to a guy with HIV. And I hadn’t used a condom. And he came in me. And judging by the way he felt, it had been a lot of cum. All I wanted was to just get out. I don’t think I said a word as I quietly put my clothes on. I thought maybe he would say something, but he just let me quickly dress and leave. To say I was freaking out inside was putting it mildly. I don’t even remember driving home, but I do know I made a point to just sneak in and get to my room. I know I spent a decent amount of time totally in panic and sure I had aids. Then, almost against my will, as I lay in bed, I started to relive the whole thing in my head. And was instantly hard. My body was betraying me, even though I was still totally scared. I couldn’t forget how good it felt to suck a real man’s dick. And to get fucked. It had felt so good to finally get fucked. And then the cum, actually feeling him cum into me. And wait, he had tried to pull out. I was the one that stopped him. I had stopped him! In my panic, I had forgotten that fact. My hand that wasn’t stroking my cock reached down and fingered my hole, which was Still slick and wet. Wet with his cum, I thought, and that thought put me over the edge. I shot all over myself, one hand stroking my cock while my other hand was jammed two fingers deep into my cummy hole. It took a long time to actually sleep though, all I kept thinking about was how good it felt and how I couldn’t ever do it again. It had felt so fucking good. But it could kill me. And this last part especially. Holy shit, his cum is in me I am so scared. And then, holy shit his cum is in me, it’s so fucking hot I let a guy fuck me and cum in me. Another man’s cum is soaking into me. I finally fell asleep, still totally fixated on cocks and holes and especially, cum and hiv.

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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.

The Intern Part 2 Things could not have gone any better for Montgomery. He quickly learned that jockboy’s name was Nathan and that he was about to start his sophomore year at a university on the West coast, and he was just home for the summer. He let the boy know that his firm was doing research about social justice and how it related to the younger generation. With the ruse of talking about the LGBT community, Montgomery pressed the kid about his thoughts on same-sex rights, inclusivity at his university and perceptions of the LGBT community he may have noticed in his community. The kid mentioned “I haven’t had any problem” and “I haven’t been discriminated against,” Montgomery used these statements as his opening. “You mention “I”, are you a member of the LGBT community?” he asked, giving his most professional stare. “Yeah, I guess. I mean, I’ve never dated a dude or anything, but, ya know, I’ve hooked up.” *Bingo – Let the hunt begin, Montgomery thought. “A good-looking guy like you, I’m sure you could have anyone you choose. Why limit yourself, right?” “Exactly, dude! Some people don’t get it.” “To each their own,” Montgomery replied. “I’ve messed around with the ladies before but realized that that isn’t my thing. I’ve come to apricate the male body.” “For sure man,” Nathan relaxed back into his chair and spread his legs a little wider. “This horny fucker,” Montgomery thought. “This faggot has no idea what he is in for.” Montgomery decided he would push it a little further. He closed his laptop and took a sip of his coffee, all the while staring right into Nathan’s eyes. “When’s the last time you fooled around with a man? Not a boy, a man?” “Few months ago, I guess. Got a drunken blog job from some frat dude back in Cali.” “Fuckin’ A. I bet he was clawing to get into your pants. Shit, from what I can see, you’ve got the goods. Not to be frank, but you’re easily the hottest guy I’ve seen all morning.” Nathan blushed. While he was used to being hit on and stared at, he felt a sense of pride the way Montgomery looked at him: full of restrained lust and power. For a brief second, he thought he may be in over his head with this guy. But Montgomery flashed him the million-dollar smile, put his computer away, and slung his bag over his shoulder. “Let’s go. I live just around the corner.” Without waiting for the kid, Montgomery walked out the door and began making his way down the street. He knew from the beginning the entire situation was a gamble, but the Sex Gods were looking down on him today and everything was playing into his favor. He worried for a brief second, he may have scared the kid, but as he was about 10 feet down the street from the café, he heard the bell above the door ding and the quick footsteps of someone running behind him to catch up. A few minutes later the pair entered Montgomery’s apartment. When the door was closed behind them, he began testing the waters. He pushed him up against the wall and began kissing him forcefully. Clearly taken back, Nathan instinctively put his hands up, but quickly realized he was into this. The kid went to put one hand on Montgomery’s ass and the other behind his head. “Hands down, boy. You just stand there,” he said as he knocked the kids arms to his side, grabbed his hair and pulled his head back to nibble, bite and suck on his neck. Nathan began to moan as Montgomery assaulted his body, grabbing his hardening cock and giving it a rough squeeze. This caused Nathan to yelp. Montgomery, still with on hand pulling his hair, yanked back and looked down at him. “You know you like it,” he said before letting him go and walking into his living room, leaving the kid slightly dazed and erect. Nathan wiped the remnants of Montgomery’s onslaught off his mouth and neck as he entered the living room, adjusting his 8-incher, trying to make room in his boxer briefs. Montgomery stood at his desk, looking intently at his computer. “Sit. Make yourself comfortable. I’m just getting something on screen to set the mood.” Nathan sat and observed the room. This dude definitely had style. The kind of style that didn’t come cheap. This had to be at least three bedrooms, judging by the two hall ways. It was impeccably clean and welcoming. He was brought back to reality as the giant flat screen television came to life. “I don’t have any bi porn, so hope this works for you,” Nathan didn’t mind at all. Being here in this unfamiliar apartment, with this unfamiliar man had driven all thoughts of any female far from his horned-up brain. Nathan watched a familiar scene playout on the television. He was no stranger to gay porn, and the one playing he had jacked his cock to many times. On screen, a young twink was on his knees slowly slobering on the cock of a hot older daddy. “Fuckin’ hot,” Nathan muttered as he stroked his cock through his gym shorts. “Hands off your cock, boy,” Montgomery snapped, staring at the kid, who was mesmerized by the scene. “Don’t you worry, I’ll take care of you soon enough. Sit there and be patient, I’ll be right back.” Montgomery left the room and went first into the kitchen to prepare a special drink for his unassuming victim. From within his freezer he pulled out a vial of clear liquid and removed an eye dropper from a drawer next to the sink. “Three drops should do the trick,” he smirked He poured some juice into the cup and stirred while he sent a text. “The faggot is here. About to give him some G. Leave your place in an hour, he’ll be ready by then. Call when you get here.” The reply was simple: “Fuck yeah.” Montgomery removed all this clothing except for his black boxer briefs. He gave his cock a few strokes to get it growing and adjusted it so it was snaking to the side and down. He grabbed the drink and sauntered into the living room. As he entered, a smile came to his face. The faggot was proving to be obedient, his hands were at his side, as he ever so gently humped forward, trying to get as much friction on his dick as possible. Montgomery stood between the kid and the television, and was about to protest when he took in the sight before him. This Adonis was more than he could have imagined: tall and powerful. Every inch of him was defined, and a light dusting of hair covered his arms and legs. His defined pecs and almost-8-pack abs and no visible hair. As Nathan took it all in, his face was at the right level to see the monster snaking down and out of the tight boxer briefs. Montgomery simply stood there and watched, waiting for the kid to say something. “Fuck,” was all he could say as he slowly lifted his eyes from the growing cock, up his smooth abs and chest, to finally meet the predatory smile of Montgomery. “It likes you. Drink this. I’ll be back,” Montgomery held the drink just out of reach and made the kid get up slightly to retrieve it “What is this?” “It’s G. You trust me, right? This’ll make you feel better.” “G…as in GHB…? Nah man. I mean, I gave it to a chick once…” Before Nathan could finish, Montgomery interrupted. “You dog you! Ha! I don’t have any ulterior motive. There’s hardly enough in there to knock you out, just enough to put a grin back on your face. Drink up, I’ll be right back.” As he walked away, Nathan couldn’t take his eyes of this God of Men. He walked with such confidence, his back and ass muscles flexing. He contemplated the drink, considered his situation and realized this was the horniest he has ever been. His eyes shot to the screen and saw the twink from earlier moaning is pleasure as two raw cocks double-fucked him. With that, he downed the drink in about 4 gulps.

25 year old, very femme skinny bottom, in Cape Coral, Fl. Just joined and new to being, well, a slut. Came across the site by googling 'how to be a cumdump' since my plan for the longest time was to get a hotel room and post on CL, but with it's personals getting the axe, that plan died. But now I've learned about places like this, BBRTS, and have made an AFF (granted, that place is fairly tame) recently. For too long I've been very limited in my ability to hookup, and have only a small handful of guys in my ass, although quite a few in my mouth, but now I have a lot more freedom, and I intend to use it to get as much cock as I can! I've been able to learn a lot here about what steps to take for my security, where to set myself up, and how to get the most guys and loads. Hopefully soon I'll be able to have my own load challenges. ?

Part 64 - Return Call Steven was scrambling to get ready for work. He and Ryan had been fucking since they got back from their 2PM classes and his ass was full of charged cum. Ryan had just dumped load number three in his ass when he noticed the time and realized they were going to be late for work. Standing in the shower, he pushed it out and watched it run towards the drain, the water helping it along. He hated to do it, but with that much cum he knew it would want to escape at the least opportune time while he was working. They dressed and both walked over to the restaurant. Once again the manager asked Steven to wait tables. It seemed that he was getting asked to do it more and more so he felt that they had confidence in him and hopefully he would be doing it all the time soon. As he took the order from table 12, his phone buzzed. He knew he had to be careful when looking at messages while at work. So when he finally had a spare minute he ducked into the storage room and read it. “Are you available tonight after work?” He looked at the contact and it was from Mr. Snyder. He hadn’t heard anything from him since the first meeting a week and a half earlier. Steven’s heart started beating faster. He kind of had hoped that he wouldn’t hear from Mr. Snyder ever again, but he did like the money he got. Several thoughts went through his mind - was the one fuck enough to infect him? It was probably too soon but he could be. Did he want to meet so he could accuse him of pozzing him up? A man that rich could crush Steven and leave him broke and homeless on possibly in jail for the rest of his life. He showed the message to Ryan who told him he was being too dramatic and just go turn the trick and enjoy the extra cash. During the next lull Steven was back in the storage room and typed out a reply - “yes. meet out front again?” A few minutes later he got a simple reply - “Yes. 10:15” He finished his shift and he once again tried to clean up a bit in the bathroom before meeting Ryan out in back of the restaurant. Ryan kissed him and said “Have fun!” They walked along the side of the building and when they got to the street Steven spotted the SUV. Ryan turned left and headed back to his dorm room and Steven walked over to the truck. The driver opened the back door for him and he got in and was on his way to Mr. Snyder’s mansion. Steven was even more nervous than the first time he went. He felt guilty for not telling Mr. Snyder he was poz and quite infectious if the last test results he got from Tyler were to be believed. He tempered that guilt with the knowledge that Mr. Snyder was well educated and yet never questioned Steven about his status and willingly got fucked raw by him. They pulled up to the huge mansion and the driver opened the door. This time he went to the front door by himself. Before he could knock, the front door opened and there stood a guy with a bow tie and a black jockstrap and nothing more. He was about Steven’s age and height, slightly more muscular, dark close cropped hair but that was the extent of any hair he could find. The guy said “Welcome Steven. Our master awaits you” as he ushered him inside. Steven got a knot in his gut. He wasn’t anyone’s slave, sub or boy, unless someone was referring to Ryan, and even then that was not how their relationship worked. He followed the guy and passed the doors to the room he was in before. The guy opened another door and then descended down the steps to a lower level. They walked down a hallway and then the guy opened yet another door. He stood to the side and motioned that Steven should go inside. Steven walked in and saw a large sex room. It was like the one that Joe and Kyle used to have in the bedroom he now used, but much larger. He saw Mr. Snyder laying on a padded bench, his stomach on the leather and each wrist and ankle locked to the thick wood legs. As he walked towards him, he heard the door close behind him and the guy quickly walked past him until he was standing next to Mr. Snyder. Steven looked back and forth between the two and was unsure what to do. “I’m glad you could come tonight, Steven” Mr. Snyder said. “Yes, sir” Steven replied. “I thought you might like to meet one of my boys. I have a few on staff to keep me entertained. They are all bottoms, since I usually prefer the top role. It is only when I need to satisfy a different itch, that I bring in people such as yourself” Mr. Snyder said. There was a pause and he continued “Obviously, I enjoyed our last encounter. It was much more satisfying than the previous few. It’s nice to find a younger man who knows how to properly use another man. First, I want to watch you use Will, here. He has earned the privilege of being fucked by someone besides me. My cock has been the only one that has ever been inside him. Please use the mat in front of me so I can see and enjoy him as you wish.” Steven smiled and hoped that Will knew what he was getting into. He slowly disrobed and replied to Mr. Snyder “Yes, sir. Thank you.” He stood there naked trying to figure out what to do to make sure that Mr. Snyder was pleased with his performance. Thinking back on his fun with Ryan earlier, he was happy that he didn’t have a chance to blow his load during their fuck. Steven stroked his cock and moved to the mat. Will was already there, on his knees with his hands behind his back, awaiting Steven’s orders. Steven approached and stood in front of Will. He stood there for an extended period of time, waiting to see if Will would make a move to suck him before Steven told him what to do. Will stood there and Steven could see how eager he was to either suck or get fucked, but stood his place. Will licked his lips and Steven slapped his face firmly, but without much force. “You will wait until you are told what to do” Steven said sternly. Steven’s cock got harder by the second. Mr. Snyder may be the master around this house, but he was going to be the best alpha. Will had a look of shock in his face as he resumed his position and now expressionless face. Steven grinned and only looked over at Mr. Snyder with his eyes. He saw a slight grin and figured that he was doing a good job so far. He moved closer and his rigid cock was only two inches from Will’s lips. He stroked it a few times, pulling the foreskin back and watching a drop of precum form at the end of his cock. He held it there, taunting Will with his hungry cock. Will wasn’t going to move until told to do so. He already found out that Steven was almost as demanding as his master. His breathing got quicker, but he stayed in place even though he wanted to leap forward and swallow down the first non-white cock he had ever been this close to. Steven moved an inch closer and he could see Will tense up. He then leaned in and brushed his cock over Will’s lips, testing him a little more. Satisfied that Will would obey and was eager, Steven put his hand on the back of Will’s head and then told him “Suck it, Will.” Will opened his mouth and licked off the drop of precum, savoring Steven’s unique taste. His lips brushed against Steven’s cock as he took more of it into his mouth, using his tongue to slather spit over it and stimulate it more. Steven was slowly fucking Will’s head onto his cock, deeper and deeper each time. His cock nudged into Will’s throat and he was pleasantly surprised at the lack of gag reflex. He put his other hand on Will’s head and thrust in all the way. Other than a warm, moist throat enveloping his cock, Will did not protest or struggle. Instead, he massaged the end of his cock with throat muscles. Steven held him there, enjoying the feeling until he felt the muscles seem to spasm. He pulled Will’s head back and tilted it up towards his. Will was quietly gasping for air, refilling his lungs. Steven knew that Will was no stranger to this sort of treatment. With no struggle until his body instinctively showed his limit, Steven knew that Will was trained to serve and trust his master. Once he had replenished his oxygen supply, Steven pushed his cock back into Will’s waiting mouth. He released his hands and let the boy prepare his cock for its eventual anal entry. Will deepthroated Steven’s cock several times and pulled off after almost twenty minutes of oral stimulation. He looked up briefly to Steven and saw first his smile and then his nod. “Show me that ass” Steven said and Will turned around and presented his smooth butt. Steven kneeled and pulled the two halves apart. He spit on the hole and then pressed two fingers to the puckered ring. He rubbed the spit around the hole and then pushed them in. They sunk in easily and soon Steven knew why. He pulled them out and saw the creamy coating. He licked the tips and then fed his fingers to Will who eagerly sucked them clean. He heard Mr. Snyder quietly chuckle and knew that he had prepped Will’s hole. Steven jabbed his face into the crack and pushed his tongue in before sucking out some of the cum inside Will’s cunt. He could tell the move surprised Will, but he recovered quickly and braced himself for the next step. There was no need for any more foreplay and Steven sat up and shoved his cock into the freshly bred pussy. He drove in with one long, fast movement until his body slammed into Will’s. There was only the slightest of grunts from the bottom but Steven could feel his body race to adapt to the bare cock that was now fully implanted inside it. Before Will was completely ready, he pulled back and rammed in again feeling the quivering hole around his shaft. Steven began a series of slow, hard thrusts which forced much of Mr. Snyder’s cum out of Will’s hole. What was left was the bare minimum of lube coating Steven’s cock and the vulnerable walls of Will’s chute. Steven knew that this was the right time to pound the hungry cunt and abuse it enough to make it receptive to the virus that was slowly seeping into his body from his precum. He fucked hard and then harder still until he was pulling all the way out and then shoving back into the battered hole. Steven looked over and saw Mr. Snyder watch him fuck his sub ruthlessly. He didn’t have an expression of surprise or pleasure, but one of admiration. Steven’s pace picked up and the tightness in his balls increased. Holding on to Will’s hips, he slammed in several times, the last one bringing a flood of poz cum into the bottom’s well used hole. Steven growled as the pulses added spurts of jizz into the throbbing cunt. Steven pulled his cock out slowly, using his fingers to push any cum that tried to escape back into the confines of Will’s hole. He shoved two fingers in and roughly twisted them around, gouging his fingernails into the soft flesh. This last move caused the only real audible noises from Will. It was louder than a whimper and almost a quiet scream. One more twist and Steven pulled his fingers out and pressed them to Will’s lips. Will licked them clean and then started to turn around before he stopped, realizing he had received no instructions to do so. “That’s ok. Turn around, Will. Assume your sub position, facing your master” Steven said pointing to a spot to make sure he was off to the side so he could have a better view of the upcoming activities. The grin on Steven’s face told Will and his master that he was thinking of something devious. Steven stood and walked the few steps over to Mr. Snyder and pressed his cum covered cock to Mr. Snyder’s lips. Trapped, Mr. Snyder started to object but Steven’s hands on the back of his head told him it was futile. In seconds, his mouth opened and took the slime coated cock into his mouth. Steven slowly fucked in and out, making the master become his cocksucker. Steven heard Will gasp and assumed he had never seen his master forced into submission. He only spent a few minutes making Mr. Snyder clean his cock of the cum mixture before pulling out and saying “Very good.” Steven moved around to the back of Mr. Snyder and caressed the exposed butt. He moved his hand so that it ran up and down the crack and then pushed his middle finger into the crack so it dragged along from the taint to the hole. He pushed the dry finger into the hole and heard a moan from Mr. Snyder. If anything, it felt even tighter than the last time. Steven fucked and twisted his finger around until he could push a second finger in. He heard a pained groan as he screwed his fingers in harder. Will stood to the side, keeping quiet but the expression on his face showed his shock. Steven dripped a gob of spit onto his fingers and pushed them in and then added a third finger. Steven gave one last twist and pulled his fingers out. One step had him centered behind the millionaire’s ass, close but not touching. He looked down and saw the pucker wink at him and he knew that Mr. Snyder was anticipating his penetration. Steven dripped some spit and let it run down the crack, over the hole and down to the elder’s balls. He drew it out, waiting longer and making both Will and Mr. Snyder wait for the inevitable plunge. On their first meeting, Mr. Snyder was completely in control with what happened and when. Steven was taking advantage of this new situation and was going to do things his way this time. He reached down and circled the now quivering ring with his finger and pushed it in to the second knuckle and left it there. He heard Mr. Snyder clear his throat, but other than that he stayed silent. Will was craning his neck to try and see what was happening, but his master’s body blocked the view. The hole pulsed around his finger and Steven smiled. He waited several seconds more and then pulled his finger free and jammed his dripping cock into Mr. Snyder’s pussy. He was balls deep in only a second or two and heard a loud, pained grunt from his bottom. Will looked shocked as he watched his master being violated like he was but did not move from his position. Steven gave Mr. Snyder only a moment to get used to the cock in his tight cunt. He started with long strokes, pulling back slowly until just the tip of his cock was inside and then shoved back in. Each time was a little faster on the withdrawal until he had an even pace, fucking in and pulling back. He started moving his hips around and each thrust dug in at a different angle. He felt Mr. Snyder squirm on the bench and a quick slap of the lightly haired ass stopped that movement. He heard a quiet gasp from Will and smiled back at him. Steven gave a half dozen quick and hard thrusts and then went back to slow pulls and firm shoves. He could feel the hole getting slicker, no doubt from his precum and maybe some ass juice from Mr. Snyder. He marveled at how stiff his cock had remained since he first entered Will until now. He didn’t have a chance to take a vitamin V before the session, since he kept his small stash that Joe gave him at home. He wondered if the first fuck was enough to infect Mr. Snyder or whether this was the one that would do it. Of course with his more aggressive attitude this session, there might not be another meeting to fuck him again. He wasn’t sure that Mr. Snyder liked having an aggressive top after the previous session where he had been a Dominant bottom and told Steven he wanted to be in control. It didn’t matter. Steven wanted to fuck his way and while he liked the money, if this was the last time then he didn’t care. He started to fuck harder and grabbed Mr. Snyder’s hips to brace himself. Their skin slapped together and his formerly swinging balls started to draw up closer to his cock. He could feel the occasional spray of precum from Mr. Snyder’s swaying cock as he slammed into him. Steven jammed in one more time as his cock swelled and began shooting it’s charged payload into the abused tunnel. “Oh fuck yes, boy” Mr. Snyder exclaimed. The pulses faded and Steven started to slowly fuck the now sloppy hole. Something inside him wanted to keep fucking Mr. Snyder’s ass. He thought partly it was to do a thorough job and partly because it felt so good to have a tight cum filled hole gripping his cock. He knew he wouldn’t last very long and the third load of the night would be small but he fucked with determination. He heard a few grunts from Mr. Snyder and could tell that he wasn’t used to being fucked for as long as Steven had. He pounded for a few minutes more and then unleashed four last spurts of toxin into the battered hole. He slowly removed his cock and looked around the playroom to see if he could find a plug. Not seeing one he walked around Mr. Snyder and presented his dripping cock to Will. Will glanced over at his master and then back to the cock in front of him. He licked the charged cum off the shaft and then cleaned off Steven’s bush and balls. Steven patted him on his head and said “Good job, Will” before turning back to Mr. Snyder. “Thank you sir. I hope you enjoyed it.” Mr. Snyder was not used to being the one on the bench and looked back at Steven. “Yes, boy. That was a lot more than I was expecting. I may have misjudged your talents. The driver will have your payment. You may go now” Mr. Snyder said, still locked on the bench, sweating profusely and with labored breathing. Steven assumed that Will would release him, just as he assumed he had locked him down before Steven’s arrival. Steven had been careful to always face Will and Mr. Snyder so that they couldn’t see the brand, but he looked down at Will and walked right in front of him, the biohazard branded ass cheek just inches from his face. He thought he heard a slight gasp but he wasn’t sure. He took a towel from the table and wiped his cock off and put his clothes on. Steven showed himself out and heard the front door click shut behind him as he walked to the SUV. The driver was waiting with an open door and Steven climbed in. On the seat next to him was an envelope and he picked it up and held it for the ride back to the restaurant. The driver stopped and got out, opening the door for Steven. As Steven got out the driver said quietly “You must be good. Few ever go back for a second visit, much less get a bonus. Enjoy your night, sir.”

Just a few minutes ago. First anon load. Get why it is hot now. Hearing someone let themselves in while face down in a pillow. Heard the pants hit the floor as he started eating my ass. Few minutes later replace by a nice hard dick. A good long fuck as well. Feels like he flooded my ass. Hole is so wet right now. Should be satisfied however just made me want more dick and loads.

Part 16 Rob slowly opened his eyes. He had no idea where he was. The small room didn’t look like the back room of the leather store. The last he remembered, he was bound to a fuck bench in a jock strap while being photographed. Similar to when he was on the fuck bench, he couldn’t move. However, he now was sitting up at an angle and there was some sort of gag in his mouth. He ran his tongue around the object in his mouth he realized it was a penis gag from the shape. What was the same to him was that he still felt incredibly horny and he could feel his hard cock throbbing. As his vision cleared, he could see himself in a large mirror. He was bound in some kind of chair. The chair looked like a cross between a barber’s chair and some kind of gynecologist exam table. His spread legs were slightly elevated and bound to some sort of stirrup support. From the angle he was bound, he could actually see his asshole in the mirror. His pink hairless hole looked and felt wet. He also noticed that the red jock strap was gone and he was completely naked. Rob was dumbfounded; he didn’t remember this set up at the photo shoot at all. It seemed like he wasn’t even in the leather store anymore. Once he gained more of his senses, he also noticed the large video screen in front of him that was playing some sort of porn. He wondered where Nick and the photographer Tony had disappeared to and why they had left him alone like this. He tested his bonds but they were too tight, he even had limited movement of his head. Once he gained full consciousness all he could really do was stare at the porn on the screen in front of him. While watching the porn on the screen he came to the realization that he recognized the setting. Although the video was just composed of a series of clips, he could tell it was from the gangbang party from the other night. He caught glimpses of some of the bottoms he had used such as the ginger and the Asian. There was a short clip of Cody fucking the blonde at the fuck racing station, one of a bottom sucking Jesse’s pierced cock and even one of a bottom being pissed fucked. That muscle Viking Dolf was also featured in the video, including a 2 minute long clip of his scorpion tattooed cock pumping in and out of some hole. Rob even believed that he caught a glimpse or two of himself in some of the crowd scenes. The tape was playing on a loop so when he saw some of the same scenes playing over and over his ego took over. “Why aren’t I featured in this video,” he thought. “I did a great job fucking that night.” Rob was brought back to reality by the sound of a door opening and closing. With that sound, three people entered and stood in front of him. Two of the men were big muscular bears dressed in full leather that he did not recognize, but the third man was Nick. “Well, well look who is back to reality,” Nick sarcastically remarked. “How are you enjoying the accommodations?” he laughed. Rob struggled against his bonds and tried to speak but to no avail. Nick reached over and gave Rob’s hard cock a little slap. “It looks like you are happy to see us and are enjoying the show on the screen.” Nick then held up a remote and clicked it. “Let me show something else that I think you’ll like.” The video on the screen changed and Rob’s image appeared. The video showed a couple of still shots of him that must have been taken at the party and then moved to action clips. Although he still didn’t understand why he was bound to the chair and being forced to watch the video, his first thought was actually “I guess they realized I am a star performer and deserved my own exclusive video; the clips are actually quite flattering and hot.” The video clips showed him fucking and degrading the bottoms during the party. Included were audio snippets of his voice barking instructions and making derogatory comments to the bottoms. Then words stared flashing sporadically with the clips. TOTAL TOP DOMINANT AGGRESSIVE RAW POWER ALWAYS IN CONTROL Rob loved the video and his cock started dripping pre-cum as he re-lived his experiences at the party through watching the video. But then a couple of confusing phrases popped up and lingered on the screen. ALL THINGS COME TO AN END TIME FOR A CHANGE Finally a clip appeared that showed Dolf grabbing Rob’s ass and winking at the camera followed by the hashtag: #TURNTHETOP It took Rob a minute or two but he suddenly understood the implication and started struggling again and yelling into the penis gag. Nick gave an evil laugh, “I see you are excited to get started with your featured performance tonight.” Rob desperately tried to shake his head NO, but his restraints kept him from really rotating his head from side to side. Nick continued, “This is what you wanted whore; just look at the evidence.” “First there is that throbbing cock of yours; it is actually dripping pre-cum.” Rob glanced down toward his cock and saw Nick was right. He didn’t understand why he was so hard right now, but for some reason his cock just wouldn’t go down. “Next there is the little matter of these,” Nick said as he pulled a prescription drug bottle out of his pocket and shook it in front of Rob’s face. “You have been so adamant that you were a total Top and didn’t therefore need to worry about HIV.” “Even though that may be a misguided belief, you were very vocal in expressing it.” “So if that’s the case, why would you be taking PReP; must be that you were planning on getting fucked raw.” “From the date of the prescription on the bottle it looks like you have been taking these regularly for a long time, so by conjecture you must have really wanted to take cock for at least as long.” With that final statement, Nick shook the pill bottle one more time and tossed it into a nearby trash can. Rob’s eyes were popping out of his head. He didn’t understand how Nick could have his prescription bottle and if he knew about the PReP, what else did he know? Nick then held up a stack of papers “Most importantly however my little cum dump wannabe, there is the matter of all these waivers, consent forms and contracts you signed.” “Here let me read you something from this one.” Nick flipped the pages on one of the documents and began reading. “Quote < I urgently realize my true desires and respectfully request that I am trained and transformed into a cock craving cum dump bottom using any and all means deemed necessary to achieve that status > Unquote”. “Is that not your name and signature at the bottom of this contract,” Nick asked Rob as he flashed the contract in Rob’s face. Nick continued, “Look at your quivering pink virginal hole, it’s just begging to be used.” He then stuck his index finger against Rob’s hole and pushed it in. Rob felt a strong burning sensation with the intrusion. As Nick removed his finger, Rob started feeling a desire he had never experienced before. His hole began twitching and Rob felt a need for something in his ass. “Oh, by the way, I have band for you to wear tonight” “I know you were concerned about not getting enough action since you couldn’t wear that guest band you had previously.” Nick raised his hand and dangled a pink woven bracelet and then placed it on Rob’s ankle. The sound of a loud bell penetrated the walls of the room. Rob recognized that sound from the party on Friday night. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as Rob watched the two bears place leather executioner’s masks over their heads. Nick casually walked up to Rob’s side and leaned in to say, ”Let me use a phrase that you are very familiar with; time to make you compliant.” With that Nick quickly wrapped a tourniquet over Rob’s bicep and administered a strong slam of meth. When Nick removed the tourniquet and Rob started to cough, the penis gag was removed. Rob was flying; every little touch made him hornier. The leather bears removed his bonds and lifted him to his feet. Rob felt like he was floating and ready for anything. Nick followed the two bears as they half carried Rob to the party in the adjacent room. The packed crowd cheered as Rob was led into the room toward the platform in the center. He had a hard time with the steps, so the leather men had to carry him up the stairs by his arms. They then lifted him into the awaiting sling and strapped his arms and legs in place. Rob tried to scan the crowd for someone that would help him out of his predicament but it appeared everyone was laughing and having a good time; they all seemed very happy to see him so vulnerable. Nick walked to the top of the stage and raised his arms in a movement to quiet the crowd. “Fellow Pigs and Gentlemen, as promised we have delivered to you a Top that has realized his true calling as a cum dump bottom.” “Before we begin the festivities of breaking the new pig in, there is the matter of the online auction for the right to take his cherry.” Nick turned and started rubbing his fingers around Rob’s hole. He pressed a few times to show how the hole resisted and bounced back from the pressure. The action was shown in close up detail on the surrounding video screens. In fact, Rob himself had a clear view of the action as well since there was a video screen directly over his head pointing at his face. Not only was he going to feel it when he was fucked by his very first cock, he was going to be able to have a close up view of it live on the screen above his head. The placement of that screen was a strategic move by the party organizers. They had found that a virgin bottom would tend to clench tight as he saw a cock near his hole. It only made the entry feel that much better for the Top fucking him. “The winner has been notified and I’d ask that he now take the stage to pop this cherry.” There was some clapping and rustling in the crowd. Rob could see a figure approaching the stage but with his blurred vision he really couldn’t tell who it was until the guy was standing at his head and slapping a hard cock on his face. It was Cody! “Happy to see me slut?” "I knew from the night I met you I was going to take your cherry; even if it did cost me a month’s salary.“ Rob started to shake his head. This can’t be happening he thought; he was being betrayed by two people he had grown to like and trust; first Nick and now Cody. Cody stuck his cock in Rob’s mouth “Show me that you’ve gotten better at sucking cock.” As Cody slowly pumped his cock in and out of Rob’s mouth he felt no resistance; Rob was flying too high to even think of anything else and he hungrily sucked Cody’s cock like he was nursing on a bottle. “Who’s the apprentice now pig?” “By the end of the night you’ll earn your gold medal as a cum dump!” Rob sucked as hard as he could, trying to work a load out of Cody. “I see what you are doing pig, but it’s not going to work, my load is going in your ass.” Cody pulled his cock out of Rob’s mouth and said “Speaking of which…” He slapped his cock hard against Rob’s face and then walked back to the awaiting ass. “Look at the screen bitch,” Cody snarled as his stuck two fingers up Rob’s ass. “See how my fingers are working your ass and getting it ready for my cock!” Rob couldn’t believe the feeling; there was pain and pleasure. The feeling of Cody’s fingers up his ass was driving his hormones wild and watching the action on the screen as it happened was a surreal experience. Cody then lined his cock up at the pink cherry hole and yelled up at Rob “Are you ready asshole; I going to fuck you in the style you seem to enjoy most.” Cody reared back and thrusted his cock balls deep into Rob’s ass in one motion. As he did, he shouted one word. “HARD.” Rob howled and the crowded cheered. As seemed to be the tradition at these parties, the crowd started chanting “Fuck Him –Fuck Him”. Cody fucked at a steady pace for the most part; he rocked the sling for leverage making sure he did his best to make Rob feel each and every deep thrust. He’d occasionally thrust to the side to get a reaction from Rob. Rob was moaning but couldn’t say much after his initial howl because the two bears that had escorted him to the stage were busy using his mouth and throat. Actually it has more like using his whole face. While one was pumping his fat hairy cock down Rob’s throat, the other would be cock-slapping his face or poking his wet cock in Rob’s ear. Cody fucked Rob for nearly a half an hour and then raised one finger to the crowd, then two fingers and finally three. With one final thrust he shot his load in Rob’s now deflowered hole. After Cody pulled his cock out of Rob’s ass, he stuck in three fingers and fished out some of his newly deposited seed. He moved to Rob’s face and rubbed his dripping fingers over Rob’s mouth and face and then stuck his slimy cock in Rob’s mouth. “Clean it bitch,” he demanded. As Rob was sucking off the cum and ass juices from Cody’s cock, Cody yelled out to the crowd, “Whoever is next please step up and plow away.”

After years of reading and enjoying these stories with both hands, this is my first attempt at telling one of my own. Please don't be too hard on me I appreciate your comments though. Perhaps if you like this I will write more. Did you ever have one of those experiences that gets so deeply etched on your brain that you can’t forget it? I know I have, and it was almost like a scene from a movie; one in which the mists part and out steps this person… a person almost defying description. In my case though, the person came not from the mists, but from around a corner; a corner in a bathhouse in Center City Philadelphia. But my reaction was the same as if he had stepped from the mists. I saw him and my heart skipped a beat and I think I stopped breathing for a second. There I had stood, reclining back against the bathhouse wall, one foot propped back against it too, as I took in the sight of this giant of a guy that came lumbering down the hall towards me that night. My reaction was visceral, and instantaneous. I wanted him and everything he had to offer, and I wasn’t gonna be happy till I got all of it. It was late afternoon of New Year’s Day, about 1997. I had decided to go down into Center City as past experience had proven that this day was a great day for getting some action at the local baths. The big New Year’s Day parade was winding down by that time, no one was feeling any pain given all the alcohol that had been consumed on the streets just to try and stay warm, and for guys like us, the horniness level had been ratcheting upwards for hours. And so when that happened, there were only two things you could do. You could either trundle off to one of the gay bars in Center City in hopes that the combination of booze and flirting would land you a fuck, or you wandered over to the baths where for the more proactive types you knew there’d at least be some real shit goin on. And that’s what I did. When I got there I paid my entry and went inside. You could tell right away that the place was hopping as there was a definite vibe to the place. I quickly found my room, got undressed, wrapped my towel around my waist and went out cruising. I had barely been there a half hour when I found myself propped up against that wall as “he” came around that corner. My heart began to do somersaults in my chest. You guys know what it is I’m talking about. Yeah there were guys there that I’d play with, and I had sampled a few already, but I hadn’t really fully engaged with anyone yet as I was awaiting “the one.” And then there he was. I’m no little guy at 6ft, 225 pounds, easy enough on the eyes, and muscled enough where it counts, with a nice hairy chest and scruffy mug. I’ve got a nice fat cock that scares enough of the amateurs away, and challenges just enough of those that that think they can take it. And yet next to this guy, I felt small. He loomed tall at around 6’5”, broad shouldered; olive skinned with enough of a summer tan left yet to give him a healthy glow in January. He had dark hair but was completely bald on top, and the lower half of his face sported a dark, full goatee that just enhanced his sexiness. There was a slight demonic quality about his look that made me spring an almost instant boner; like a guy who knew how to be really, really bad, while being the best that he could be. I’m pretty much a top, but even my ass twitched at the sight of him. I knew right then that I was in for trouble. As he ambled down that bathhouse hallway it gave me ample time to check out what he had goin on. He was a beefy guy with a good 50 pounds on me. But on his frame it just made him look all the more daunting. His chest was covered with a thick pelt of dark fur and his meaty, well-worked nipples projected out from his solid beefy pecs. And underneath that towel that he had wrapped around his hick waist hid the makings of a weapon whose ultimate proportions I could only guess at. As he neared, we made eye contact. A definite glimmer of mutual recognition passed between the two of us… or at least enough so for me to know that the chase was on. Since it appeared that he had just gotten there, I figured he needed to do the perfunctory spin around the place too to check out the action. So I left him pass and then followed behind at a respectable distance as he went through all the floors and the basement of the place; far enough away to not appear stalkerish, but yet close enough to know if he suddenly decided he was ready for action. Eventually we ended we found ourselves back up on the floor where I first saw him and there he veered to the right, off the main hallway and into a bathroom with an adjoining shower room. To the left in this bathroom was another long room with a series of sinks and urinals lining its walls, and at the far end of that room, a cedar door with a small window that led to the club’s dry sauna. I followed him as he headed towards that door, peered through the window and then yanked open the heavy door with a muscled ease and entered the sauna. This was my cue to stop at a discrete spot and watch, but not engage further, mostly to see if he was just checking the room out and would quickly reemerge, or if he had chosen to plant himself in there. When he didn’t reappear after a minute or two, I knew it was the latter and I decided to make my move. The dry sauna was a somewhat lengthy, oblong room with an upper and lower tier of wooden bleachers that ringed three of the room’s four walls. As I looked in the sauna door’s window I saw that the stud had climbed up onto the upper tier of bleachers along the short end of the room directly opposite the door. There, as though perfectly picture framed by the window, sat this giant of a man, his towel spread open, his hairy legs spread wide, his head tilted back against the wall behind him with his eyes closed, and what I still think was one of the most beautiful cocks that I had ever seen hanging softly and pendulously between his spread legs, surrounded by a nest of thick, curly dark pubic hair and resting on top of two enormous balls in their fuzzy sack. And like Pavlov’s dog, I began to salivate as I reached for the handle of that dry sauna door. I stepped into the sauna where there were already three other guys seated on the upper and lower tiers on the right and the left. But against the far wall there was just my guy. I slowly walked over to where he was seated and took off my towel, laying it down to the right of him on the lower tier of seating, and then sat down. I was very close to his leg which rested on the bench right next to me. Just being that close to him was making me hornier. There I sat for a short while just looking at the tree-trunk-like-legs and big feet of this man-god in repose. But I wasn’t fooled by his closed eye routine; he knew I was there and he knew I was watching him. And he was watching me too through his half-lidded eyes… both of us just waiting for one or the other to make the first move. And so I did. I tentatively reached over and began stroking his hairy leg, slowly letting my hand glide higher and higher up his thigh until my fingers came in contact with the puckered flesh of his sweaty nutsack. As he shifted position ever so slightly I felt his massive testicles shift within their protective covering. I slowly rubbed my fingers over and around them. As I did, my fingers came in contact with his previously flaccid cock which by now had started to swell from the attention I was paying him. Apparently he was just as turned on as I was. As I wrapped my hand around his rapidly stiffening cock I realized that whatever I had anticipated his cock being like when underneath that towel, I had sorely underestimated the girthy giant that was then hardening in my hand. Between the heat of the dry sauna, his sweaty cock in my hand, and the musk of a thousand cocks and asses that permeated all the fixtures in that room, my senses had shifted into overdrive and I could barely control myself. I had reached that point that we all are all too familiar with, the point where the animal brain pushes logic and reasoning aside, and throws all caution to the wind, the point where primitive man emerges… with no goal other than to reach orgasm and spread your seed wantonly, anywhere that you can. My body was on sexual auto-pilot as it swiveled around on that bench and my head went straight for that stud’s crotch. Without even asking I sank his cock as deep into my throat as I could get it while I tugged on his nuts. His hands, firmly planted on the back of my sweaty head, were all the tacit approval I needed to know that I had carte-blanche to go town on his rock hard cock. And So I did. Up and down my mouth and head went, only stopping briefly when he leaned forward and shoved that little brown bottle under each nostril and ordered me to “Breathe” deeply. After that I went into overdrive choking on his fat cock, the combined precum and saliva just pouring out of my mouth and down over his cock and balls, pooling in his asscrack where his towel soaked up all the overflow. In a move that kind of shocked me, he raised his legs up and planted his feet on the upper bench where he was seated and swiveled his ass forwards. Then he grabbed my head, pulling it off his cock and shoving it down to his taint. He once again fed me the poppers and then pushed my head down the last little ways till my tongue came in full contact with his sweaty, furry ass. Between the heat and the poppers I was like a wild man as I dove into that hole with reckless abandon and chowed down on his ass as if I was starving. And fuck did that ass taste good. As I ate away at it he took the back of his one foot and ground it into the back of my head as he attempted to push my face even further up into his asscrack. I snaked my tongue as far into that studbutt as I could get, licking him out for all I was worth. Afraid that I was going to pass out from the heat and the lack of oxygen, I finally pulled my face away from his hole just so I could catch my breath. It was then that I realized that we had begun to attract an audience. It was the quiet murmuring that I heard first followed by the slapping sound of hands rapidly stroking hard, wet cocks while their owners watched our live sex show. As I looked over my shoulder I realized that those three guys had now grown to at least 10, with another 3 or 4 standing around the door to the sauna peering in. And like any good pig, that was all it took to make me wanna amp up the show even further. I quickly turned back around and dove back down on that hard cock, slurping on it for all I was worth. His hands went back to my head as they wrapped themselves around it and he began to pump his ass up off the bench driving his cock even further into my throat. After plowing away for a little bit I decided it was time to go for what I really desperately wanted from this giant stud of a guy and so I pulled off his cock and I quickly stood up. While I had been on my knees on that bench blowing him I had reached around and had started fingering my hungry, but rarely used, fuckhole, slipping a finger or two into my mouth where I could to get spit to work into my hole in order to loosen it up. Without giving him to time to react I quickly straddled his thighs, took his dripping spit and pre-cum-slicked cock and aimed it directly for spit-lubed ass, and I sat down on it with all my weight. He must have anticipated my moves because he was already ready with the poppers and pushed them right up to my nose and held them there forcing me to inhale them. And thank God that he did. That fat cock was just about splitting me in half as it barreled up my chute. But as I have learned over time, the more badly you want someone’s cock, the easier it seems to be to take it. In short order I was all the way down to the base with his pubes and balls nestled right in the crack of my ass. And fuck did it feel good. I just sat there for a few moments savoring the feeling of accomplishment I had gotten from getting what I wanted… from getting HIM. I looked into the face of this slightly demonic looking stud and his lips were curled up in an evil, dirty grin that told me I wasn’t very far off base in my assessment of him. We looked into each other’s eyes and knew that we were two of a kind and at that moment we gave each other the go ahead to just let loose and have fun. Unbeknownst to me at the time, I was already poz and later realized that I had been for a long time. I must have had a high viral load since this happened shortly before I was diagnosed. I put no condom on him before I climbed on board, nor did he request that we use one either once he was in me. But in those safe-sex only days I could hear the ripple of astonished comments going around the room behind me as guys were flabbergasted that we were fucking condomless, while others were saying “OMG, they are fucking bareback!” Honestly their prudish hectoring just served to turn the two of us on even more. I rode his cock for all I was worth, bouncing up and down on his fat piece of meat, and leaning forward enough very chance I got so that the entire room could see that raw cock sliding in and out of my unprotected hole. I loved that we were scandalizing those cunty little bitches with our raw fucking. But as scandalized as these hypocrites were by our unprotected sex, they didn’t get up and leave. In fact, by this time there wasn’t an empty seat in the room, and guys were crowded around the door that were trying to get in to watch the show, but couldn’t. As I thought the show was nearing its inevitable “climax,” without realizing it, my god-like top daddy had one more trick up his sleeve with which to end the show. After riding him for a good fifteen minutes he leaned forward and wrapped his huge arms tightly around me. And with that this giant of a guy stood up, with me completely impaled on his fat beast cock… and again, I’m no little guy… he spun us around and gently laid me down on the bench where he had just been sitting. His throbbing pole of a cock never left my ass the entire time. He then raised my legs up into the air, an ankle in each hand, and slowly started to pile drive his fat cock into my hungry ass, building in tempo and speed as he progressed. From this position I could now see the collective throng in the sauna and as he was plowing away into my once tight ass, I watched one after the other of them jacking off and shooting their loads while watching this mountain of a guy ravaging my raw hole with his fat unsheathed cock. I literally had to keep my hands off of my own cock or else I would have cum immediately. Instead I just kept snorting poppers and feeding them to him too, as we pushed each other higher and higher. Finally he pulled his dripping cock from my gaping ass, reached forward and like a gentleman gave me his hand, pulling me up and saying “come with me.” We got up off the bench, him never letting go of my hand as helped me down on my shaky legs, and then led me out through the collected throng of pervs who had been watching the show and whispering their disapproving comments while spraying their loads all over the floor. He led me back to his room where he then proceeded to passionately fuck me for another hour or more, gently and tenderly, and also hard and rough, till he bred my ass like a fucking firehose going off inside of me, while bellowing like a wounded elephant as he came. Needless to say, I think everybody in the place knew what had finally just happened.

Hardly a porn star, more like a porn tourist, but... I did a scene for Triga here in the UK. On the DVD 'Fucking Gangsters - Extra Dealings', opening 60-minute scene. Watersports, group sex, licking feet and trainers/sneakers, fucking and ending with me being bukkake'd. The fucking wasn't bareback, but kinda faked in the edit to look like it... Did a couple of other scenes for some obscure pay-per-view sites, but they never went anywhere. The Triga one I did get recognised from for a while - Triga sells widely in Europe - which was cool. That was a few years ago. I'd do porn again in a heartbeat, especially if it was bareback porn. A TIM scene would be ideal, but probably I'm out of age range by now. Anyway, for fun, here's two screen caps of the Triga scene where I'm being fucked and pissed on!

Previously... “Ungh… oh fuck it… alright. We’ll both film this on our phones. Send it to whatever storage you have. But it’s fucking game-over for both of us if either of these leak. And if you even think about editing the footage to doctor yourself out, I know a tonne of people who can reverse it, so don’t even think of double crossing me ya lil spide.” “As do I” I countered, jacking him harder. I noticed the angrier he got, the harder he got and the less his elocution showed. There was a steely Belfast accent under all the softer tones. He was showing his roots. His cock was pulsing in my hand now. I used his flowing precum to gently start massaging his cockhead directly. He held out his hand to stop me, biting his lip. Too sensitive or too close I guess. Then taking my hand away from his cock, he shook it, glaring at me with a weird mix of respect and loathing. “To mutually assured destruction?” I grinned as I took my hand back and keeping eye contact with him, I licked a drop of precum from my thumb. “To mutually assured destruction!” Right so... Breaking eye contact I went and set up my phone. Simon got me to angle it away from the bathroom door, should Iain stumble back through. Once recording, Simon brought me over to lean over the lines of MDMA in doggy style. My bent-over arse was in the foreground of both phones. He faced the cameras and said “lets put on a show”. Looking at the footage later it was clear Simon had a lot of experience in making home videos. He knew the best positions and angles and even played to the audience a bit. In describing what followed I’m remembering more from watching the film clip than from memory (also later I smoked a fuck-tonne of weed so that department got a bit hazy). The video begins with a close-up shot of my half-on trackies and navy jock-strap’s waistband, with a bit of builder’s cleavage in between and Simon’s beautiful face on the same level. He looked back into the cameras and licked his lips and started massaging my covered arse. Then gathering some material in each hand and slowly tugging it, inching it down, he exposed my pale ass cheeks. He pulled them apart to show my shaved pink hole for a second and then, turning to speak into my camera, he said “nice arse Mike” and then brought his hand down for a violent ringing slap. “What the fuck?” I shouted. “What you can’t handle a little punishment? You sure seem to be able to dish it but not take it.” He laughed and started to massage my ass in circular motions, working both hands out and stretching my cheeks so my “rosebud” was visible, and then squeezing them back together again and kissing my bulging cheeks. Massage out, stretch, massage in, kiss, or lick, or nibble, or once even motorboat. I relaxed into the massage and started moving in-sync with his motions. This massaging motion grew slowly more forceful, his strong hands grabbing my ass-cheeks and squashing them back together. Then he changed it up to the order of “massage out, spit on my hole, massage in, spank”. Not as painful as the first spank but slightly tingly and building in intensity. On camera he’d turn with an eyebrow raised before turning back to spit on me. While this was taking place I remember drifting off by trying to remember if I ate anything since the chilli-fries at the rugby match. Would I be clean enough to get fucked? Would he want to fuck me bare? I hadn’t said I wanted condoms either. Simon whacked me out of this reverie though with a well-timed smack to my right cheek. Then my left. Then straight across my asshole. What the fuck? He slapped my fuckin hole! You don’t slap someone there, not if you want it to open up? It stung like a motherfucker! “Simon seriously lay off the spanking!” “Get into it Mike. You asked for me and I play rough. Was that too much for you? How about this?” Simon then massaged outwards and ran an extended finger to make a circle around my newly tingling spit-drenched hole. I was tense and worried that he’d immediately try and finger-fuck me, and yet all the sensation from my prostate and sphincter and everywhere between was pushing toward his hands, almost willing him to make them his. But he kept on with that wonderful circular motion he was making with the pads of his fingers. I gripped the table edge and imagined the MDMA in my blood coursing up towards Simon’s manual attentions. All my awareness was through my ass now. I could almost feel his thumb’s fingerprint ridges and whorls as he worked his spit-slime over my pucker’s pink entrance. It was a salve against the soreness and I felt my knees buckle as he added his tongue. On camera Simon held me at just the right angle to show as much rimming as possible, but the parts that made me moan like a little bitch was when he abandoned his careful licking to dive deep into my gash and fuck his tongue and jaw into me. On camera all you saw was the back of his head and neck tensing as he let my hole have it. First the tip of his tongue, then the main part of the tongue pushing in and down to the root of it, then lapping all the way back up to the tip, and repeating. This was working wonders against my tight knot of muscle, which increasingly was loosening and letting him up inside. As his tongue worked me open I was worried for a second that I may have some… residue – fuck it – call it like it is – shit, but if there was anything up there Si never stopped or broke his pace for a moment. He fucking loved my hole. Just lapping away like a dog for ages. Looking back at the recording of us, of him grabbing my ass cheeks in both hands, making circular motions and exposing my pink hole, I noticed how much in the beginning it looked like a bad porn, where the actors are too conscious of the camera and constantly sneaking little glances back at it. It was weird to see how much how I played to my camera – checking my position, arching my back here, double-checking with the image on the phone. I guess porn directors edit out this kind of behaviour all the time. Simon was the same early on, as he was massaging and spitting on me, he pulled back for a sec, winked at the phones, then spanked me hard and so on. However this awareness of the cameras changed the more he rimmed me. We both stopped checking to see what we looked like and just went for it. His tongue on my hole. His breath on my skin. His manicured lawyer hands grabbing a fistful of each ass-cheek and leaving red finger-trails. Spit dripping down my crack in little rivulets to the front pouch of my jockstrap. Simon once more smacking down painfully. This smack signalled the replacement of his tongue with two fingers. Simon started to work his circular motion deeper now, while conversely giving lighter gentler spankings on my rosy backside. “Oh yeah that type of spanking is perfect, yeah, spank me again Si”. He obliged. His spanking became more frequent, never hitting the same place twice. He deftly fit his two fingers now two knuckles deep… “Oh fuck yeah. Make my arse red Si. This is the way I like it” On the video Simon went all out, smacking my arse, watching my ass get redder and redder from overlapping handprints. Meanwhile the unspanking hand fingerfucked my hole, stretching and widening my pink pucker. After I was a glowing red all over, he went back to gently massaging me. The feeling of sensation from his hand rubbing over my tender cheeks was exquisite. Pure pleasure tinged with sharp needle pricks of pain. I felt an emptiness as Simon pulled his digits out of me, then hearing him ask the cameras (not me?), “do you like this?”, he started rubbing his cock against my back entrance. The hooded 7” was teasing me, pushing against to almost the point of slipping in, and then rubbing up or down my crack. Simon dripped lube all over his cock and my hole and teased me. Moving up, almost in, and over. Each time he almost pushed in, I wanted to shout out “stop!” - I wasn’t ready to bareback. But the cock felt so good, there, lubed up, making a slick cunty channel in my ass-cheeks. Up, almost in, and over…Yet I was surprised I hadn’t said anything. As I purred with pleasure as his cock made another pass at my “hole-in-one”, it started to dawn on me that I didn’t actually want him to put a condom on. Somewhere deep inside me I was thrilled by the thought of bareback sex with this high-flying lawyer. Up, almost in, and over… As if when he shoved it in, he would rub off some of his success on me. Claim me. Turn me to gold with his Midas cock. The motion stuttered for a moment and I looked back to see Simon leaning back to angle the phones a little toward my head. Catching my eye coldly, he grunted “Mike now’s the time to choose whether to fuck off back to your mundane little life or not. You’ll of course leave the stash here for free and I’ll keep close tabs on ya, or …,” and with this he thrust against me, his cockhead starting to edge ever further into my hole… his steely expression not betraying a hint of pleasure from him… his pre-cummy head start to push past my hole bare… “Or you do those two lines for the camera”. He held up his phone, “say cheese, big boy!” “Cheese” I snorted the two lines, and his cock slammed into me.

Previously… “Are you inviting me to your party Simon?” “Well that depends Mike. This invite is for Newry9inches. But it definitely doesn’t extend to Mike McAllister, Irish Sun journalist. What do you think?” Right so… Fuck me! My mouth was gaping open as Simon stared at me waiting for a response. He chuckled and helped Iain up off the floor. Iain picked himself up and shuffled off the en-suite again. It was just me and Simon now. I still hadn’t said a word. I was in shock. Simon obviously was very good at doing his homework, and my journalist mind was immediately trying to make the connections. How had he figured out who I was? He could barely remember my name a minute ago! I don’t have my photo in the paper (it’s bad business for most tabloid journos) and I had just made up the name “Newry9Inches”. Simon walked over to the pile of MDMA and started carding up more lines. As I took in his very economical way of crushing the powder and splitting up the lines – 3 motions per line, I mumbled, “I’m happy to be anonymous”. Simon looked up at that and smiled. God, those dimples! He beckoned me over to the table with the rolled up twenty pound note… …while with his other hand he pulled out a massive black dildo from under the table. “Right Newry, here’s the thing – I don’t want you to be anonymous, cause the people downstairs won’t anonymous to you. I need you to tip the scales here a bit. I’m gonna ask you to do two lines of MDMA here in front of me, fully naked and take some punishment from Hugo here (he nodded at the dildo), and I’m gonna film it. And then I’ll hold on to it for insurance and that way we can be sure you won’t make another hack-piece on either me or any of my guests.” All my wonderful fantasies had suddenly evaporated. Suddenly I didn’t care about the house-party below anymore. The idea of someone holding blackmail footage of me wasn’t an instant boner-killer. I mean, it would be nice to fuck all the wonderful studs I’d spent my gay life getting rejections from online. If only just cause I didn’t fit their strict criteria of being wealthy enough to have a private trainer and was still able to fuck with the best of them… Anyways what the fuck was Simon saying about a hack-piece? Who did he know? “What’re are ya on about Si? What’s this about hack-pieces?” Simon chuckled his deep baritone and replied “you’ll have to give me some quid pro quo before I answer that Newry” and proffered the rolled up twenty. He continued, “aren’t you curious to find out what goes on here? To get an all-access pass? You don’t think I don’t know that there’re rumours out there about me. It’s fuckin Belfast! Don’t you want to see which ones are true?” I squeezed my gritty nose and tried to focus on what he was telling me, however the amount of MDMA that was in my system was making it difficult. All it wanted to tell me was how life can be a torrent of ease and agreeability and to lean back and stroke the soft bed spread… Not the best drug to be high on right now. I thought to myself, “I shouldn’t be making these decisions” and then countered with “but wouldn’t it be lovely to see how this “half” lives and who knows, maybe they’ll accept me?”. Back and forth my inner voice went…. “Fucking get a hold of yourself Mike, you’re high as a fucking kite right now”. I pulled up my jockstrap over my cock again and looked for my tracksuit bottoms. “Simon wouldn’t do anything with the tape, we’re fuck buddies now…” I absentmindedly stroked my swollen cock trapped again by the jockstrap pouch. “Con warned you about him, remember ugly Eoghan”. I found my trackie bottoms, and was trying to slip them up… “…aw but I haven’t even cum yet” I looked over longing at the bathroom door where a solid rugby player I’d been fucking was currently soaping himself up again. …till eventually… “Simon, I’ll let you film me snorting the MDMA…” …deep breath… “…but with some provisos”. I reached out and started stroking his cock. “No dildo. We’ll use your cock instead. And you’re in the shot. And I get a copy” Simon laughed and retorted. “I don’t think you understand who has the upper hand here Mike” I glanced down at his hardening cock in my hand and laughed back at him. “I know perfectly well Simon. After all I’ve a time-honoured way of adding a little journalistic precaution. When I got to your address, I put in a phone message for my office number, detailing where I was going, and my ideas of who was gonna be there. If anything “untoward” should happen me Simon, that’s the first place my colleagues will look.” I stared him down while continuing to jack him harder. His stare was intense and calculating – no dimples now. I could almost see the grudging admiration build in him, and it wasn’t the only thing that was building. His cock was rigid in my hand now. I continued to jack him, faster, his soft tanned foreskin moving smooth over his glistening cockhead. Was that more precum oozing out now? “Ungh… oh fuck it… alright. We’ll both film this on our phones. Send it to whatever storage you have. But it’s fucking game-over for both of us if either of these leak. And if you even think about editing the footage to doctor yourself out, I know a tonne of people who can reverse it, so don’t even think of double crossing me ya lil spide.” “As do I” I countered, jacking him harder. I noticed the angrier he got, the harder he got and the less his elocution showed. There was a steely Belfast accent under all the softer tones. He was showing his roots. His cock was pulsing in my hand now. I used his flowing precum to gently start massaging his cockhead directly. He held out his hand to stop me, biting his lip. Too sensitive or too close I guess. Then taking my hand away from his cock, he shook it, glaring at me with a weird mix of respect and loathing. “To mutually assured destruction?” I grinned as I took my hand back and keeping eye contact with him, I licked a drop of precum from my thumb. “To mutually assured destruction!” Just a short update this time. Will post more soon

ughhh.... nope.

many tops want me to leave my pants on and just drop to my knees to get them hard, then they pull the back of my pants down just enough to get into my hole. works for me just fine

Part-2 FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK !!!!!! I was gonna scream as the head of his cock forced my hole open but instead Sir Ian was holding the bottle of poppers under my nose so when I inhaled to scream I took the biggest hit of poppers in my life right before Locke’s fat cock head and several inches of his shaft slid into my over stuffed hole. Man his cock was wide. I’ve been fisted a few times and this felt damn near close to that. I bit my lip and felt tears starting to run down my face when Locke leaned forward and growled in my mouth as he started to kiss me. We were playing tongue hockey when I felt something wet slide into my mouth and his tongue forced it down my throat. He slid another few inches of cock into my ass as he straightened up and smiled “You’re doing good pup. That tab I just forced down your throat is “E.” You’ll like it and my cock in just a few, but damn boy, your ass is tight.” I could only whimper and twist in the sling as half his cock was up my stretched and impaled ass. Ian came from behind me and stood next to Locke and they started kissing. He smiled at me also. “Locke has one of the biggest cocks I’ve seen in the world, and I traveled a lot, so I know what I'm talking about. Relax and go with it. Keep using the poppers because you’re getting the stretching of a lifetime, boy. We’re gonna keep you high and full until you’re ruined for other guys. Locke needs a new fuck toy and I need a boy for the night. The fact you could take that much on just a few puffs of T and some poppers means you have definite talent . Tonight boy your ass and limits will be shattered, you’ll be our drugged fuck pup." On that note my ass relaxed as I felt even warmer and my body felt as if I was sliding backwards even though I was just rocking in the sling. I felt drool coming out the side of my mouth. I wanted to speak to say I was "Yes, sir" but instead all I could focus on was Locke’s balls pressed against my ass. I looked up and Sir Ian locked eyes with me and nodded as Locke began to slide his cock out of my hole he stopped at the head and slowly pushed in again. This time I felt the whole thing every inch every vein from tip to balls. All I could do was moan and drool and look into the eyes of the man who was letting his buddy turn my ass inside out with his huge cock. The drugs and the fucking were starting to hit me together as Locke picked up his pace and braced his legs to give himself the leverage he needed to fuck the way he liked to fuck. “Fucking sweet ass this boy has, Ian. Are you sure don’t want to keep him after we’re done?” “I was just thinking that too man, I've never seen a boy take your cock on the first try and not only did he keep from screaming but he bit his own damn lip to keep from doing it… he may just be man enough to be my pup regularly. But first let get him a good size booty bump ready to go with that load you’re working on.” I was going to say "No, that I didn't want any more drugs', but when I opened my mouth Locke began slam fucking me hard. I was back to whimpering every time he bottom out in my hole. It was intense, painful and fucking incredible. I looked up in the mirror above me to see his cock fucking in and out of my ass and for a minute I thought his cock was bigger until I realized it was my ass. HOLY FUCK!!!! Every time he would pull out my ass lips would come with his cock. He was prolapsing my hole and wrecking me with every stroke. My ass clung to his bloated cock and wouldn’t let go. He was literally turning my hole inside out. It was the single hottest fuck I had ever seen in my life and it was happening to me! I watched as Sir Ian came close with what appeared to be a ball of white cream. He came up beside Locke and handed him the ball. Afterwards Sir Ian came back around to my head and grabbed my legs and pulled them all the way back over my head as Locke continued ruining my hole. All of a sudden he pulled his entire shaft out of my hole and rammed back into me so deep I was sure he had ruptured something inside me. I screamed for half a second before Sir Ian’s hand was over my mouth and nose cutting off my scream and air. He looked into my pained and panic’d eyes. “Don’t worry pup. You’ll get use to it Locke can regularly fuck two or three times a day. While your hole is hurting now, after he’s done loading that sweet poz hole of yours up with his seed, he’s gonna push that ball of frozen Crisco in your ass and you’ll begin to feel brand new as it melts inside your guts. “ Oh and Locke is poz like you - sorta.” I looked from my new master to my possible future owner and Locke smiled at me. “He means sorta pup because my viral load is off the charts, its higher and more toxic than guys with full blown AIDS.” I was in shock and in pain but the pleasure of my ass being filled with his seed was physically and mentally overwhelming. Then as he pulled his cock out I could feel my ass spasming and chewing on his cock until the head popped out. True to Sir Ian’s word, not a single drop of cum escaped my ass because the second the head popped out, he began pushing the ball of Crisco into my gaping hole. It was amazing like watching a snowball disappear into a cave. The contrast of my black ass and pink raw hole to his white fingers and the Crisco ball had my cock getting hard again. Sir Ian leaned over and blew more smoke in my mouth. I felt part of Locke’s hand snake up my hole to plant the ball even deeper inside. The ball of Crisco felt cool and numbed the pain. I suppose the lungful of Tina had me sinking back into a relaxed state even as Locke twisted and twirled his fingers in my ravaged hole. Sir Ian commented “That’s enough fucker. Go to work and let me get this pup ready for round two. I haven't given him to you yet." As Sir Ian gave the instructions to Locke, he also handed me the pipe and the torch. Locke agreed, reached over to grab his towel and began to head for the door. The Big Cub looked back and smiled at me and said "Be a good pup and make Sir Ian happy and I'll have a really sweet surprise for you when I return." All I could do was meekly say “Yes, Sir” as I began inhaling more smoke from the pipe.