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The older I get the harder it seems to get laid. I'm a big guy, in good shape, aged 49, 6' 3" and 250 pounds. I post sporadically on the locals sites, but usually find myself disappointed. Everyone was gone for the weekend, but I had to stay around as I had to work that weekend, so I posted an invitation on the usual sites, receiving the usual replies from the usual guys. So much for that. Later that night I was home having a few drinks and watching TV when a guy messaged me. We ended-up going back and forth, at one point telling me "Most guys can't handle my cock for very long." Of course I had heard this line more than once, so I challenged him to prove it, whereupon he sent me a pic of his big, black, beautiful cock. It was such a stunningly impressive cock I found myself thinking "I wonder if it actually is his cock." Yeah, I've been down that road before. "How old are you?" I asked. "Eighteen," he replied. "Mind if I see ID?" I asked. Ten minutes passed during which he was quiet, only to come back on saying "I'll show you in person." "Okay," I replied, giving him my address, and jumping in the shower for a quick clean-up. As I was drying off, the driveway alarm alerted me someone had arrived. A knock on the door sounded. Opening the door I found the guy, a young guy, good looking, skinny as hell, dressed in all black, wearing a hoodie. "Oh, hi, you're here," I said in greeting, adding "come in." Looking at him I was still concerned about age, so I asked "ID, please." Hesitating still, he finally produced a brand new learner's permit. He had turned 18 only a few weeks earlier. "Cool," I commented, handing over his permit as I continued "I just wanna ask - you wanna fuck?" He nodded in affirmation. All the time I had been wondering what exactly was the kid looking for, but that settled it. Off to the spare room we went, where, once the door was closed I dropped my shorts and shed my shirt. He kicked-off his shoes, dropped his sweats, and low and behold: it was the actual cock from the picture. It was soft, hanging there as the very image of relaxation. 'Oh my god, it's gonna get fuckin' big', I realized. Game on. Gesturing for him to get into bed, I attempted to give him head. Within 30 seconds it was at full solute, and it was, with no exaggeration, much more than I could handle in my mouth. As of this point he hadn't .. he really has not said to much to this point.. he pushes me face first down on the bed. Rolls in behind me.. his cock is warm as he rubs it on me. He grabs the lube on the bed and pours a lot on my back and rubs it on my ass and hole.. you can handle this he finally says.. yep. I node.. and he slides in me. I must admit. He is big.. omg he's in me slowly stroking in and out. More each stroke. I'm pushing out trying my best to take all of him, bingo I feel his balls slap my ass.. omg it's amazing.. he's picking up speed. And intensity.. he pushes me forward, climbs up on the bed. I'm face down ass up. He is straddling me and fucking breeding me deep and hard. I'm trying to squeeze down on him and he just fucks me harder.. I'm moaning telling him harder.. he's got my shoulders and pulling as he slams into me.. he goes rigid and I feel him cumming in me.. omg this got out of hand fast.. FUCK.. He is done. Pulls out and asks where the bathroom is.. I'm still collecting myself when he comes out and is fully dressed and headed for the door.. Gone. Omg I am still wrapping my head around what happened.. my phone chirps.. it says again in a hour.. I type yes before I have time to think about it.. he comes.back 2 hous later and fucks me harder and deeper I swear.. lol That's Friday night, he hits me up again the next afternoon. I'm sore as hell but hooked.. I am waiting ass up on my deck.. sun shimmying down.. he just slides in and ruins my ass and leaves, never says a word. Again later that evening.. same thing.. haven't heard from him sence.. lol But when I think about it, my cock gets hard and I feel like a total whore.. which I like.. I have always been a fan of black cock.. but now I'm hooked for life.. I fear though you have set the bar pretty high. Lol.. that was my weekend. How was yours.. ?

Part 14 - The Extended Stay It was obviously a very nervous start to dinner, Patrick and Lee had never in all the years actually had dinner with the hotel owner. It was something that they were both conscious about, was dining with English people different? The culture in terms of knives, forks and etiquette, was it more formal than they were use to? Jordan had told them it was casual dress shorts and shirts, Patrick and Lee were all dithering about what shirt to wear, since they only brought a couple of shirts due to their short visit the choice was really very limited. Daniel and Jordan grateful for Lucy being back meant that Anderson was busy in her suite so they showered together. Daniel thought he was going to have a nice long shower, which he did, although he didn't anticipate it would involve being suspended against the shower wall held aloft by Jordan making love to him. He wasn't complaining though his whole body was alive and tingling, feelings he only had when Jordan was touching or making love to him. Jordan breathed heavy against Daniel's neck from his orgasm, his hands cupped Daniel's buttocks keeping him suspended against the wall with his cock deep inside. Daniel's arms and legs held him tightly and close, Jordan moved his head and looked Daniel in the eye before his mouth closed in on Daniel's and they lingered savouring the moment. Daniel broke off the kiss "We will be late and mother hates that" he giggled. Jordan looked him in the eyes "I suppose, just one thing though." "What's that Jordy?" he eyed him curiously head cocked to one side. Jordan kissed him tenderly on the mouth "I love you Danny". Daniel kissed Jordan "Madly and deeply in love with you Jordy" their lips touching and evolving in to yet another deep loving kiss. Jordan stood on the veranda waiting watching the palm trees that fringed the beach, he heard Daniel approaching and gave him a kiss as they walked around the terrace to the suite next door. Arriving by the skin of their teeth to see Patrick and Lee already there and in deep in conversation with Lucy. They took their seats at the table and listened to Patrick and Lee's conversation, Anderson and a waiter began serving dinner. Throughout it was kept very light hearted, Lucy paid close attention to Daniel and Jordan watching them as they took sneaky glances at each other. There was no doubt in her mind that these two had fallen for each other, without realising she had a smile across her face whilst looking at them. "Mother" Daniel spoke bringing her back to the here and now. She looked a little embarrassed "Sorry Danny, what is it?". "Why the funny look and smile?" Daniel asked catching her out. Lucy looked at Jordan "it's written on your faces" was all she said. Patrick and Lee looked at each other then to Lucy and finally Daniel and Jordan, they had no clue what had just happened. Daniel amused by the strange looks on their faces. "Mother I think you should explain to our guests" Daniel chuckled. Lucy realised she was cornered "I don't think it needs any explanation". Patrick looked at Jordan a small glint of a grin on his face "Jordan?". Jordan put his arm around Daniel "Yes father, very much so". Patrick looked at Lucy "Are they wanting our blessing?" he said trying to hide his laugh behind his wine glass. Lucy did not hesitate "I think they are" she raised her glass to Patrick laughing "they have mine". Patrick raised his glass and looked at Lee who was smiling "They have ours as well". Jordan threw caution to wind and leaned over and kissed Daniel. Dinner could not have gone better and Daniel knew the biggest hurdle of his mother accepting Jordan had been overcome. They would now have a lot to discuss if this was going to work, the main point being the distance between them, Daniel knew he didn't want a long distance relationship. This was all he could think about and during desert he zoned out with a concentrating look on this face, Lucy seeing her son's expression understood the meaning. "Danny you have a look of someone trying to sort the worlds problems out" she said as the others looked over at him. Daniel put his spoon down and sighed "Trying to figure some things out mother". Lucy went into overdrive "So Have you sorted out next week" she then looked at Jordan "When are you due to leave?". Daniel chipped in "Mother calm down a minute and stop rapid firing questions you know how I hate that". "Oh sorry business head on. Jordan when are you leaving and what are your plans?". Jordan stumbled a little "Oh err, I leave in two days and then work for my father I guess". Patrick shook his head "You have always been a person of self means Jordan, make a decision that is right for you". Jordan shrugged his shoulders "I know father but I need the work to get back on my feet". "That's simple" Lucy carried on "Danny is here for a month at least, why don't you stay on?". Jordan wasn't sure what to say "Lucy, I can't afford to stay here for a month, my father paid for my week" he replied. "I don't expect you to pay Jordan I am inviting you to stay here" she was eager for him to agree. Daniel looked at Jordan "Please stay". He looked at Daniel's pleading eyes "Okay, on one condition, you find me some work to do to help pay you back". Lucy chuckled "How about you take on the Butler On The Beach as a project for a start?". Jordan laughed "Next time I will keep my mouth closed. But yes I would love to do that". She smiled as her plan was beginning to form and take shape "Excellent, you will get a salary and stay here with Daniel". Lucy turned to Patrick and Lee "And you both are welcome anytime as well, even if it is a weekend or a week". Lee looked at Lucy "Thank you that is very kind of you" he said. "After all we have sort of known each other for years" laughing at her own words. "Jordan" Patrick now spoke to his son "Give me a list of things you need and we will send them on to you". Jordan nodded "Thank you everyone" he said. "This will be no donkey ride on the beach Jordan" Lucy said "I want you to learn about hotel management as well". Jordan looked surprised "Really?". Lucy smiled "Absolutely, if you are going to be around a while I would expect you to be able to run a hotel". Jordan looked astonished "But I don't know the first thing about running a hotel". Lucy laughed "You will do eventually. Daniel you remember your training?". Daniel smirked "How could I forget" he said replying to his mother. "Good, then take Jordan under your wings, you can both manage the hotel while Sofie is away" she looked at them both. Daniel looked happier than ever "Thank you mother". Lucy asked Anderson to serve coffee "When I come back in a month you can show me the Butler On The Beach Jordan". Daniel and Jordan returned to their suite it was way past 11pm, it had been a very strange fast moving evening for Jordan. In the space of a few hours his whole life had changed in a new direction, he was excited to be staying with Daniel but also a door had opened giving him the chance to forge a new career with his lover by his side. Jordan stood outside on the veranda in the pure still and quietness of the night. Daniel stood a the French windows watching "I expect you have head overload Jordy?". He turned "That's one way of putting it, but it is also exciting and daunting at the same time. I would have been happy with just you". "Well it looks like you do have me, I just hope you don't freak out and run" Daniel said looking worried. Jordan walked towards Daniel "I will only ever run towards you Danny never away". Jordan cupped Daniels face in his hands and kissed him, Daniel threw his arms around Jordan's neck and kissed him back. His body lifted off the ground and Jordan carried him to the bedroom their mouths locked together as his feet landed on the floor, they began to undress each other their lips never straying from each other, the both stood naked in the bedroom kissing for several moments. Jordan gently lifted Daniel up and eased him down on the bed gently so his head was on the pillow, Daniel's legs were wrapped around Jordan's waist as his face loomed ever closer. Jordan whispered 'I love you Danny' before his mouth closed in on Daniel's, his cock was ready to express love and desire it homed in naturally to Daniel's arse and gently slipped in. His back arched at the cock penetrating his hole whilst a gentle moaning escaped from his mouth in to Jordan's, his hands clasped harder around Jordan's neck. The feeling of Jordan holding him sent ripples of tingling up his spine, he felt Jordan's cock slip all the way in and moaned louder, his toes curled in ecstasy. It was a slow sensual act of pure love making both men had the passion and desire, Jordan slowly undulated his hips interspersed with the occasional deep hard thrust. Their kissing broke in short moments as Jordan kissed Daniels neck before seeking his mouth out again until their tongues met in urgent need for each other. The pace of his hips began to quicken he would not be able to hold back much longer, Daniel's toes curled again sensing his lover was close to orgasm. Jordan kissed Daniel deeper as his body tensed and went rigid, his balls tightened and his cock pulsed hard several times in spasm. He began releasing his seed and planting it deep in to his lover, Daniels hands gripped his shoulder in response to the hard thrusts pushing his entire body further up the bed. He moaned loudly in to Jordan's mouth, their tongues continued caressing, Daniel locked his legs around Jordan's waist wriggling in excitement. The pressure of Jordan's muscled stomach rubbing against his cock caused him to cum, his arse muscles clamped around Jordan's cock as he drove it in deeper. Daniel's body shuddered as it began to relax post orgasm, a bead of sweat trickled down the side of his temple and on to the pillow. They were firmly connected together on so many levels, Jordan retracted his tongue out of Daniel's mouth and released the kiss and looked him deeply in the eyes. Daniel stroked the side of Jordan's face whispering 'I love you so much' then raised his head and kissed Jordan rolling on their sides and cuddling they drifted off. They had been asleep for several hours when they were both woken up by their phones sounded a message alert. Daniel leaned over and picked his phone up, it was 5am and saw a message in the Bajan Group on his lock screen showing the first line 'Arrived home, missing you...', he put the phone back down and told Jordan the boys were back home. They kissed and cuddled up closer falling back to sleep. Eventually they both woke up mid morning their mouths literally touching, arms wrapped around each other hot and sweaty. Daniel kissed Jordan and clambered over Jordan and out of the French windows on to the pool terrace where he dived in to cool down. Surfacing he heard a splash behind him and a rush of water as Jordan came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Daniel. "Morning baby" Jordan kissed Daniel's neck. Daniel turned within those firm arms "Morning boyfriend" his tongue pushed into Jordan's mouth as they kissed. "Nicky and Kit's last day today, and effectively ours to" Daniel said with an expression of defeat on his face. Jordan laughed "I look at it more as the beginning for us. We should have dinner with them and the our families". "I love your thinking" Daniel pulled Jordan closer and kissed him again. Anderson appeared on the veranda with coffee placing it on the table a cheeky grin on his face, going unnoticed he went back in the lounge and returned with two bathrobes and placed them by the pools edge. Daniel giggled and Jordan turned his head feeling exposed and embarrassed due to his nakedness and raging erection under the water. "Good morning boys, fruit or something more substantial for breakfast?" Anderson beamed a big Bajan smile at them. Daniel still holding on to Jordan "Morning Anders fruit and yoghurt for me". "Morning the same please" Jordan was trying not to laugh at his predicament. "Oh Anders can you invite mother, Jordan's parents, Nicky and Kit over for dinner at 8pm please?" Daniel let go of Jordan. Anderson nodded "I will send a message to the beach as Nicky and Kit are already there". Daniel figured that they may not get much privacy for their last day before his mother left, Jordan was securing his bathrobe at the pool side when Lucy waltzed in via the terrace gate, exclaiming that she heard they had finally dragged themselves out of bed. She kissed Jordan on the cheek saying good morning and sat down at the table. Daniel walked out of the bedroom in his bathrobe and kissed his mother before sitting down. Jordan slightly confused gathered that he would have to get use to living closely with family members again who just drop in. Anderson reappeared with breakfast and another cup for Lucy. "Jordan I need your passport this morning to get your visa" she said picking her cup of coffee up. Jordan nodded "How long does it take to get one?". "Oh about 3-5 minnutes we just need to get it stamped by the chief immigration officer in Bridgetown" she replied. Jordan looked surprised "That's quick". Lucy laughed "Well he is a personal friend and thankfully the Salinger name here has some influence". It was Jordan's turn to laugh "Thank you Lucy". Lucy finished her coffee and Jordan handed over his passport, as she left she told them to enjoy their last day of freedom and would see them for dinner, chuckling as she left the suite. Jordan picked his phone up as well and started to read the message from the boys 'Arrived home missing you all, had a great time and thank you for being our friends. Callum got a seat in upper class on the way back I think the captain was being nice to us hoping we would get him discount at Salinger hotels (haha) not so fast capitano. Rostered on a flight to Barbados in 4 days with a 2 day layover will message you later. Steve & Callum'. Nicky had already responded with the photo of the group and a short message 'Miss you both as well, let me know if you get an LA flight, oh and keep thanksgiving weekend free everyone'. Jordan finished reading the message looked at Daniel who said tell her we will keep thanksgiving free, he typed a quickie back to 'See you in 4 days Steve, thanksgiving blocked for you' he hit send just as a reply from Steve and Callum came through which he read out to Daniel 'Great picture, will keep it safe, where do we need to go for thanksgiving?'. Nicky's reply came 'LA of course, our place.' Jordan put his phone back in the bedroom and joined Daniel on the veranda as they set off to enjoy their last day of relaxation on the beach, Nicky and Kit with their children were already sitting at the waters edge. Daniel and Jordan joined them after putting their things on the sunbeds that Cael reserved for them in the same spot. Patrick and Lee eventually appeared on the beach just before midday, the spotted Jordan and Daniel at the beach bar, Lee stopped in his tracks having seen who they were sitting with. Jordan waved and got up to walk over to them. "Morning your late up" Jordan said as he approached and hugged his parents. Lee peering over his shoulder "Is that who I think it is your sitting with?". "Yes it is, please do not blab about seeing them here or anything that goes on" Jordan looked serious. They both nodded and followed Jordan over to the table "This is unreal" Lee said to Patrick. "Nicky, Kit this is my father and step-father" Jordan introducing them a they arrived at the table. Daniel got up and hugged Patrick then Lee, Nicky and Kit shook their hands. Nicky had seen it hundreds of times and knew immediately that Lee was obviously a fan or just gobsmacked. The afternoon wore on and Lee was laying in the shallow waters on his stomach, his chin resting in his hands listening as Nicky talked about the sex scenes in Big Little Lies. Apart from that the two of them had a natural connection and were soon at ease and laughing, at times they chatted about life in general and Lee suggested they do a movie night sometime. Nicky laughed and told him she would definitely be up for it and maybe they could watch one of her new movies to be released. Kit wandered over with the children hinting they needed to get them settled before dinner with Daniel and Jordan. Lee stood up and brushed the wet sand off his chest and joined Patrick who was laying on a sunbed catching some rays. Dinner was noisy with everyone talking, eating and drinking, Kit loved these sort of evenings when Nicky could let down her guard just like at home and be just Nicky the wife and mother. Lucy kept a close eye on Jordan and Daniel throughout the evening, one thing she did observe that made her smile was that every few minutes when they were apart they looked at each other and smiled. When they were together they had to touch each other in some way, arm around the shoulder and waist, hand holding and the occasional kiss. Seeing her son finally looking so happy and content was convincing her that Jordan may really be the one. Patrick and Lee were sat in the swinging sofa on the veranda, she could see Patrick had things on his mind, Lucy weaved around the guests towards them carrying a bottle of wine left over from dinner. "Mind if I join you?" she asked topping their glasses up and he own. Lee smiled "Not at all plenty of room". "Such a nice evening" Lucy never really good at small talk when straight in "What's on your mind Patrick?". Patrick looked down "Jordan told me about the paper you got him to sign Lucy, what is it?" "Oh, I'm sorry Patrick but I hope you understand I need to protect my son he can be to spirited sometime" she answered. "What do you mean?" he look at her questioningly. Lucy sighed "He made some bad choices with boyfriends." Patrick chuckled "You should have seen Jordan's last one, nasty piece of work but he couldn't see it". Lucy glanced over "So the document, it is a kind of pre-nup that protects Danny's wealth". "Do you think Jordan is in this for his money?" he looked at Lucy. Lucy patted his knee "No I don't think he is, he never knew who he was until he came to dinner with me". "I have to bail Jordan out quite often, he could have a good position working for me" Patrick sipped his wine. "Danny has never flaunted his wealth, sometimes he forgets and refuses to buy things that look overpriced" Lucy laughed. Patrick laughed "You did a good job raising him Lucy". Lucy smiled "Do you think this is going to work out, I mean Danny and Jordan?". Patrick laughed "Lucy they are completely besotted by each other, I hope it does as Jordan has never looked happier". Lucy nodded in agreement "Same with Danny, but don't worry about Jordan he is going to be okay". Patrick smiled and they clinked their glasses together. They were interrupted by Nicky and Kit coming over to say good night, they had an early flight in the morning to LA.

I met him in an abandoned house in a part of town known for drugs and vagrants. I don't use, but hey, when a faggot slams they let you do what ever you want to them. I'm a sadistic control freak; A pig who gets off on mind fucking and controlling those who have lost control of themselves. I found the post for this anonymous hole on a dark web site specifically catered to pigs like me. The ad had a fairly innocuous title: Slave For Use. I assumed it was the usual unwilling participants that I enjoyed dropping my unmedicated loads in. On second thought, to say they were unwilling would be stretching the truth. Mostly they were guys who got too deep in debt with their dealers and had to pay their way to freedom. Being the nice guy I am, I help pay their way to being debt free and they pay me back by letting me drop my dirty loads in their ass. My usual fee is $500. Seems like a lot, but I get the privacy I want, the setting I need, and whatever supplies I may need to scratch my particular itch that night. It was a special occasion, my birthday, and a celebration of being 10 years poz with no meds. I recently had a doctor friend run lab tests to see what my VL load was. I couldn't believe it when he told me it was two million. Feeling excited and adventurous, I went to my dark web site, found my usual and dropped an extra $500 for something special. The poster was more than happy to oblige and I was hopeful he was able to deliver, he'd never let me down before. After some discussion it was all set. In one day, my birthday present would be ready. An hour before my session was set to begin, I was given an address and told my present was prepared just how I had asked. I remember driving through the neighborhood, a primarily poor section of town. Run down houses, abandoned building, hookers and drug dealers on every corner. Strung out homeless men looking for their next score roaming the streets by the dozens. I found the address I was looking for, parked the car and headed to the door. It was locked. I looked under the rock I had been instructed would have the key under it and there it was, gleaming in the street light. I put the key in the lock and opened the door. The smell of booze, drugs, and cum filled the air. It was heaven. I breathed it in, knowing my request had been performed in full. The house was dimly lit, but as my eyes adjusted, I could see the dirty walls, the dust covering every surface. I looked down and in the dust I saw hundreds of foot and shoe prints making a path to the room where my prize lay. As I walked to the bedroom, I felt my cock bulging against my pants with excitement, my nostrils breathing in the sweet fumes of drugs and sex. As I entered the room, my eyes were drawn to the mattress in the middle of the room, then to the ass sticking up in the air. Bottles of cheap booze littering the bedroom floor, stubbed out cigarettes and joints flung about, and surrounding the mattress of my new fuck sleeve, used needles that were meant for the cunt I paid for. My cock was straining against my jeans, waiting to get out and plant itself in this little neg pussy. There was a light emanating from a computer screen as it replayed the entire drug fueled gangbang, just as I had asked. As I stood on the threshold, I saw the note on the door to my right. The note read: Your money was well spent you sick fuck. After you answered my ad, pimping out this useless neg cumdump (yes he's neg, we did a rapid test), I slammed this whore's ass and cleaned it out thoroughly. Then we brought him to this house, my dealer's house he rents out for just such occasions. I took $300 and spent it on the party supplies you see littering the floor. There's a bottle poppers and a bottle of whiskey just for you as well as a few rigs filled with T to keep the cumdump compliant. Since it's a special occasion and you're a good customer, there's a gallon of chem piss on the table next to the mattress. I had the guys piss in the empty milk just in case this useless piece of trash got thirsty. With the other $200, I traveled the neighborhood and announced to all the homeless guys that there was free drugs and booze if they fucked this guy. I offered the guys a dollar for each load they dropped in him. It was a fucking block party. 36 hours of non-stop fucking and every dollar was handed out. Money well spent sir. The video your requested it playing and there's a copy for you to take home when you're done. Enjoy! I folded up the note and put it in my back pocket. I walked into the room and up to my birthday present. I could hear him moaning, his ass gaping, unable to close as rivers of cum oozed onto the mattress below him. There was a 3 ft puddle underneath him, mission accomplished. I unbuttoned my pants and dropped to my knees. I sunk into the mattress and as I heard the wet squish of cum, which began to bubble up like a towel being rung out. This was everything I ever wanted. The smell of cum filling my nostrils made my dick begin to leak. I took my finger, wiped some precum off it, reached my arm to his mouth and put my finger in it. He moaned like a bitch in heat. Then I put my mouth to his stretched pussy and told him to push. I thought I was gonna drown! What ever was in the mattress was nothing compared to what was in this fucker's cunt. Once my thirst was sufficiently quenched, I told my new bitch to stop, I needed to enjoy what lube was left in his hole. I looked up and for the first time, really noticed the video playing. I thought he was blindfolded, but there he was, a true slut watching as every ugly, strung out homeless man used him like their own personal fleshlight for drugs, alcohol and a few dollars. The blindfold was laying next to him. I asked him, "were you blindfolded during the whole event?" He said "yeah, but while I was waiting for you I had to see who was using me. I'm such a useless piece of trash." I told him: "Yes you are, and tonight you're my useless piece of trash. I was told your dealer made sure you were neg, but seeing how many loads you took,, I'm sure that won't be true much longer. Do you know why tonight is special?" "No," he answered. "It's my birthday tonight, and I'm celebrating 10 years of being poz with no meds. My viral load is two million and I needed a special neg boy to mark as my own." I heard him gasp and with that I flipped him over on his back and looked into his eyes; they were wide, practically black holes from several hours of constantly being slammed, but I could see fear in them. Delicious. You could tell this is not what he imagined his life would be, but he had no choice. He squeaked out "two million?" "Yeah," I said, "you're going to be my prize. A piece of me will live in your forever. There's no way you will stay neg after this, but don't worry I'm about to erase that fear. By the time I'm done, you'll be wanting more." I grabbed the bottle of whiskey and took a huge swig and hit the poppers. Then I reached to the floor next to him and grabbed one of the needles. You could see the hunger in his eye. "You want this?" "Yes!" I took the belt still wrapped around this arm and tightened it. There were track marks running up and down it, fresh. They had really sent this fucker spinning. Surprised he could even talk coherently. I put the needle right to his skin, then pulled back. I stuck the needle in my arm and pulled the plunger up, my blood flooding into the chamber. I looked at him and said "insurance," pulled it out and put it in his arm, and pushed down on the plunger. I watched as all those chems filled his veins. I tossed away the needle and shoved my fist up his ass; no resistance. I spent an hour just fisting his cunt and edging my cock, watching the video the whole time. This boy was going to have diseases and I was pushing them further and further up his ass. By hour's end, I was shoulder deep. His hole was just right. I pushed my cock in, his ass so loose it provided no friction. Now I could spend hours fucking this dumb slut with no chance of cumming quick. It was like warm velvet surrounding my cock. I kept telling him my viral load. Kept telling him he was mine. I asked him if converting was what he wanted. He said no. I held up another slam, a rather big one. You could see the look of sheer hunger in his eyes. I said he couldn't have it until he begged me for my poz load. I had to believe it. I had to know he truly wanted me to taint his mind and body for ever. Finally he couldn't take it anymore and screamed "I WANT YOUR FUCKING POZ LOAD! GIVE ME MY HIT AND SHOOT THAT DEMON SEED IN ME!!!" I took that rig, gently put it in his arm, and pushed down on the plunger. I couldn't hold on myself any longer and I blew my load, him begging the whole time. Just to make sure I'd stay in him forever and my special seed didn't fun out, I grabbed his legs, lifted up and shoved my arm deep in his hole. He screamed in pain, but I didn't care. He was here for my pleasure. I dropped his legs and he told me he was thirsty. I took that gallon of chem piss, held his mouth open and poured it down his throat. He choked and passed out, it was too much. Fucking shame, but I got what I wanted. I dressed, took my video of his gangbang. I'd probably need to go to the doctor in a few days, but it was worth it. I wanted to keep up on my new convert, so I took out my phone and emailed the guy who set up my perfect birthday. I told him I wanted to pay off this fucker's debts and make him mine. I left, but as I did, I took him one last look and saw his gaping hole ooze. I felt satisfied this chem slut got what he deserved. By the time I got home, I had received and email with the specified amount to take him off his dealer's hands. I was reasonable so I paid off his drug debt. I made the stipulation though, that he was to be delivered upon a positive rapid test result. Told his dealer to have a little more fun with him in the mean time. Poor bastard had no clue. A month later, I heard a ring on my doorbell. I opened the door to find my little birthday cumdump, his eyes looking down at the ground. His clothes were dirty and he was visibly shaking. I grabbed him, pulled him in the door and slammed him against the wall and kissed him. From out of his pocket, he pulled a rapid test with a positive result. I smiled. I could see he was going through withdrawals. I asked him if he remembered me? He said he did, how could he forget the night we was converted. I got close to his ear and told him I paid for him a month ago, he was free, but I still let his dealer have his way with him. His eyes widened. "Yeah you fucker, I paid for you, but only wanted you when I had confirmation you were poz. I called my doctor friend and he's going to come over and test us to make sure I'm your father. In the mean time, let's take care of those shakes and relive that night." With that I pulled out a rig, stuck it in his arm, threw him to the ground, ripped off his pants and stuck my dick in dry. He screamed and I said "tell me fucker, who is your poz daddy you chem slut?" He remembered what to do and he said "You are daddy! It fucking hurts!" "You're God damn right you little bastard," as I blew my dirty load up his ass, "you're God damn right..."

I've got a regular fuck buddy in Amsterdam who's been fucking me for nearly a year. He's almost half my age, buff as hell, handsome, funny, passionate and one hell of a horny top. The only negative is that he's insisted on using condoms to fuck me. He can cum twice and sometimes 3 times when we meet to fuck. While I would normally turn down a condom fuck. This guy is such an amazing top that I've been willing to have him use a condom, rather than do without his cock in my ass. He's told me that he's never fucked raw and doesn't intend to. He's bi and has a longtime girlfriend. But claims they have a less than satisfying sex life. Anyway, we met last week for our usual fuck session. He's very vocal, very passionate and extremely sexual. Though he's told me that he rarely likes to kiss men, he and I usually start out with a passionate makeout session on his sofa. Then we strip each other and take it to the bedroom. He's always rock hard the moment I begin to kiss him. And he's leaking precum like crazy by the time I begin to suck his 7" cock. Unlike most Dutch guys, he cut. I'll then move to sucking on his balls as he groans and lifts his legs for me to go to his asshole. He's going crazy by the time I eat his ass. He'll flip onto his knees so that I can get my tongue deeper up into his hole. This always makes him so horny that he's now ready to fuck. He'll tell me to get on my knees. He'll usually rub his raw cock against my hole. Getting me so fuckin' horny for his cock to slide up into me raw. He's even stick his raw cockhead into me a few times. But he always insists on condoming up before he'll slide all the way up into me. This past week, instead of me coming to his flat, he came to my hotel room. Our fuck session is going about as usual. He's finally got me on my knees, he's kneeling behind me, rubbing his raw cockhead against my hole. Spitting on my hole and jabbing his raw cockhead in and out of my hole. Finally he asks me for a condom. "Sorry. I don't have any condoms", I reply to him. Actually, I did have some condoms in my suitcase. But, I wasn't about to offer them unless I absolutely had to. lol. "What? No condoms? Oh, fuck", he groans. Yet he's so horny, I don't think he can stand it any longer. Without saying anything more, he spits more onto my hole and slides up into me raw. He's groaning and moaning and slamming deep into me. While he normally takes 20 to 30 minutes to cum while he fucks me. This time he was fucking me like a wild animal. He slammed into me for only 5 minutes before he finally let out a growl and yelled, "Oh, fuck! I can't hold it! I'm gonna cum!" He slammed deep into me and shook in orgasm as he filled my hole with his load. Once he came he continued to fuck and once again came in just a couple of more minute of fucking. I'm hoping he'll not want to go back to condoms after this fuck. But, we'll see what happens at our fuck session next week.

If it ain't BAREBACK, it ain't FUCKIN and it ain't happenin!

PART I In the summer of my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18, I suddenly started looking less like a boy and more like a man. I gained 20 pounds of muscle, jumping two full weight classes on the wrestling team. My chest became muscular and defined almost overnight. My boyish stomach developed into six distinct muscles that flexed and tightened on demand. In addition, my ass wasn’t flat anymore - it was a genuine bubble butt, a jockboy muscle ass. Even my dick seemed to get fatter and longer. Girls started noticing me. And something else started happening, also: when I walked around town, the occasional man would shoot hungry glances at me, devouring me with his eyes. The truth is, I wanted to be devoured, and every night, when I quietly jacked my dick under the covers, I’d think about my wrestling coach, Mr. Pitt. He was in his late 30s, with jet-black hair and dark, playful, wolfish eyes. He always had a thick layer of scruff on his square jaw, and his torso was just fucking perfect: I’d never seen him with his shirt off, but he definitely had a hairy chest, and his hard pecs were always visible under his tight-fitting polo shirt. From the moment I met the guy, I jacked off almost every night wondering what his cock looked like, imagining what it would be like to touch that chest, that hair, those nips. The assistant wrestling coach, Mr. Strickland, was every bit as hot. A former college wrestler now in his mid-20s, he was a dirty-blond, green-eyed Midwestern jock dude with a massive bulge in his crotch. One time I happened to see him playing basketball shirtless, and I just stopped and stared: his schlong bounced up and down in his loose gym shorts, and his muscled chest was covered with a sexy layer of dark-blond fur. Coach Pitt and Coach Strickland—the brown-haired dude and the blond guy. They were like the Hardy Boys, all grown up, strutting around the halls of our high school with their dress pants stretched tight around their cocks. At the beginning of my senior year, Coach Pitt started paying a lot more attention to me. He made me team captain. He and I would often demonstrate wrestling moves together, and sometimes his hand would linger on my ass after he’d pinned me to the mat. And like all team captains at our school, I was responsible for helping him clean up the equipment after practice - which meant that I got to the locker room 30 minutes late every night, after all my teammates were gone. Then I’d shower by myself, get dressed, and head home. But something funny happened about a week before Christmas: after my shower, I was toweling off in front of my locker, bending over the bench to grab my briefs. And I swear I felt someone staring at me. I turned back toward Coach Pitt’s office, but he was concentrating on some paperwork at his desk. I began slipping my briefs up my calves and thighs, snapping the elastic around my butt, and again I sensed someone was watching - but when I looked up, Coach Pitt wasn’t looking at all. I figured my mind was just playing tricks on me. The next night was even weirder. After I got dressed, I walked past Coach Pitt’s office. His office was composed of two rooms: the front room facing the lockers, and a back room suited for physical therapy and private meetings. The door to the backroom was just barely open, and through the crack I could see Coach watching something on a computer. His back was turned to me, but as I looked closer, I could see that it was porn. And not just any porn - it was gay porn. From what I could tell, Coach Pitt had both of his hands on his cock, jacking like crazy to a scene where some dude was pounding a tight muscle hole. But then he suddenly froze in place, as if he could sense me watching. He tilted his head to the side, listening. And before he could turn around, I ducked out of the locker room and into the night. The next day was the last day of school before Christmas break. As I showered up, Coach Pitt poked his head into the shower room. “Hey, buddy,” he said. I looked over at him. He was only wearing a towel loosely draped around his hips. I stared at his perfect hairy chest, his taut abs, the dense thicket of hair just above his cock bulge. His body was even hotter than I’d imagined in all my jack-off fantasies. A few moments passed before I realized that I was staring. Startled, I looked toward the wall. “Didn’t mean to scare you, Lance,” Coach said, cracking a devilish grin. “Do you mind if I shower in here? The shower in my office is on the fritz.” I shrugged, trying not to reveal my excitement. “Cool,” I managed to croak. He swaggered to the opposite wall and turned on a showerhead. Meanwhile, my cock, no longer a boy’s little dick, but a man’s cock, fat and veiny, began to throb and grow. Then I heard his voice “You’re looking really great these days, Lance.” I turned around to look at him, and saw something I hadn’t even dared to see in my dreams. Coach Pitt stood under a full stream of water, his eyes closed, his face turned upward into the shower, shampoo streaming down his torso, down his abs. As my eyes descended down his body along with the water and the suds, I saw that everything was cascading around his giant cock. He was completely hard. His beautiful dick extended a full nine inches from his abs - a man’s cock, that made me feel like a boy all over again. Panicked, I turned back to stare at the wall. My dick was also now totally hard. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then Coach Pitt spoke. “Hey, Lance? Everything okay?” After a moment’s hesitation, I rotated my torso to face him, trying to hide my giant boner. He was still standing underneath the water, but now his legs were shoulder-width apart, his hands tweaking his nips, his hard cock visibly twitching. And there was a big ol’ grin on his handsome, scruffy face. I stared openly. I didn’t want to say anything. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake myself up. “You have the cutest fuckin’ butt, dude,” he said, reaching down to yank on his dick. “I’ve jacked my cock so many times thinking about your little jock ass.” He paused, then smiled. “You like my dick, huh? I knew you were a little cockhound the moment I saw you at your first practice back in freshman year.” I kept staring. He let out a low chuckle, then gripped his cock with his hand, the muscles in his forearm tensing as he began jerking off in front of me. “You wanna touch my dick, Lance?” he asked. “It’s cool, buddy. Just say it. You wanna touch Coach’s cock, huh?” I nodded. “What was that, boy?” “Yes, Coach, I want to touch your dick.” His smile got even bigger. “Good boy,” he said. “You smoke weed?” “Yes, Coach.” “C’mon, then,” he said. “Let’s go to my office. Hang out. Have a little fun. Cool?” “Yeah, OK,” I said, my body shaking with excitement. I followed him through the front office and into the back office. He closed and locked the door, then turned to face me. He brushed his hand against my chest, then reached around to the small of my back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his breath. “Actually,” he said, “wanna try something even more fun than pot?” “Sure, yeah,” I answered. At that point I would have done anything - absolutely anything - to keep this dream from ending. He walked over to a desk drawer, opened it, and removed a glass pipe. “You’ll like this, buddy,” he said. All I could do was nod. I couldn’t believe I was standing in Coach Pitt’s office, the two of us in nothing but towels. “Here: put it to your mouth. I’ll light it. Wait. Just wait for it. You’ll see a little wisp of smoke coming out of this hole here, and then you start inhaling. Now. Start. Good boy. There you go. Keep inhaling. Good.” I blew out a cloud of white smoke. “Do it again,” he said. I obeyed. And a third time. And a fourth. Then he took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the smoke into my mouth, then kissed me, his beard rough against my lips. He growled, asking “How ya doing, buddy?” I wasn’t sure how to answer that. My head was buzzing. My cock was unbelievably hard. And something in my butt - well, it almost ached. Like the beginning of a hunger pang I’d never felt before. Coach Pitt dropped his towel, then removed mine. He stepped closer, rubbed his nips against mine, his cock against my stomach. Then he kissed me as his hands wandered down to my jock butt, each hand on an asscheek, spreading my hole. I arched my back just a little bit, and my ass spread wider. He grinned. “That smoke made your hole hungry, huh?” I nodded, and he laughed again. “I’ve got a confession, boy,” he said. “My office shower’s actually working. I just wanted an excuse to get naked with the hottest little stud on my wrestling team.” He leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed him back, hungrily. He growled as his fingers hovered over my hole. “You ever take a man’s cock in this sweet little cunt?” I shook my head. He pulled me closer, grinding his abs against mine. “You gonna give up your smooth, pink, tight virgin ass to Coach? Let Coach dick you deep, slap his balls against your ass, pound you like the sweet hungry fagboy you are?” “Yes, Coach.” “Yes Coach what?” “Please fuck me, Coach. I want your dick inside me so fucking bad.” “Thatta boy," he said, then paused. He lowered his voice. "You gonna make Coach wear a rubber?” I didn't answer right away. Everyone's supposed to use rubbers, right? But then Coach slipped his hand back around my butt and spread my fuck hole with two fingers. “Your Coach fucks the way men are supposed to fuck. Raw. Natural. I want to feel the skin of my fat cock head splitting your little jock butt wide open. I want to feel the heat and hunger of your virgin hole against my bare dick. And you’ll let me do that, won’t you? Because you’re Coach’s good boy. Right, Lance?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me the way you want.” “That’s what I like to hear. A true bottom boy surrenders his hole to raw dick. That right?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me raw.” “And I won’t pull out until I’ve pounded my boy’s hole full of seed.” I don’t know why, but with those words I almost shot my load without even touching myself. Coach saw my eyes get big, and he grinned. “See? You know, and somehow you’ve always known, that a man’s cum is what you need in this sweet little butt. I want to train my boy to spread his boy hole for cock. Beg for seed like a good bottom. The best bottom.” “The best bottom,” I murmured, nodding. “Let’s get you cleaned out, boy. I’ll show you how to get your ass ready for Coach.” With that he took me back to his private shower and pointed to a little red plastic bulb. “This has some liquid in it already,” he said to me. “It’s a homemade recipe to help my boy get ready for dick.” He reached down, spread my pink hole a little bit, and inserted the tip of the douche. Then he gave a hard squeeze. “Clench your butt, Lance. Keep it up in there.” At first I didn’t feel anything, but then my head began to tingle, and my dick twitched, and I felt a warmth and a deep, dark hunger radiating out from my guts. My butt seemed to pulse with a need to be touched, licked, fingered, fucked, filled. Coach Pitt smiled. “You feel that?” I nodded. “That, boy, is what it’s like to douche with your Coach’s slam piss. You don’t know what slam piss is, but you will. Enjoy the ride. Just enjoy it. But keep your hole nice and tight. Nice and tight for Coach. Good boy.” He turned me around, cautioning me “Keep that hole tight,” as he rubbed his cock up against my crack, adding “You’ve got some fur on this hole, boy.” I nodded. Just a few months earlier I’d started to get hair around my ass, and just a little bit on my chest. “Listen,” he said. “I love a furry hole on a man. But a boy like you? A boy getting his cherry popped? That boy needs a smooth fuckin’ pussy. You OK with me shaving your boy hole, Lance?” “Yes, please.” “Yes, please what?” “Yes please, Coach.” While his chem piss continued to radiate waves of pleasure all over my body, Coach smeared shaving cream on my ass. Then I felt the brush of a razor against my hole, and as he shaved me, I swear I could feel every hair surrendering to his blade. “There you go, buddy,” he said, slapping my ass. “Now go release that special brew that Coach squirted up your hole, then come back and I’ll fill you with the rest.” After a second dose of slam piss flooded my guts, Coach handed me the little bulb and told me to finish up. “And then you know what happens?” he asked. I smiled eagerly, responding “You fuck me, Coach?” “Not quite yet. First we’re driving back to my place, and we’re gonna hang out with Coach Strickland. He’s dying to see your boy hole. Would you like that?” “Fuck YEAH.” “Such a good boy. You want both of your coaches to pound you full of their seed, huh?” “Fuck YES. Please, Coach.” He paused. Then he drew me closer to him, kissed me, and brushed his beautiful dick across my abs. I could feel the pulse of his cock, so full of blood. I looked down at his massive, swinging balls, so full of cum. Then I heard his voice again. “I want to hear you say, ‘Please knock me up, Coach.’” “Please knock me up, Coach.” “Good. Now: ‘Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.’” “Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.” “Good boy. And finally: ‘Make me yours forever.’” “Make me yours forever.” “Very good, boy. Now go clean up. We’re gonna make this the fuck of your life.” MORE SOON...

Gripping the steering wheel and staring straight ahead into the darkness I muttered under my breath, "What are you doing here?" I had been parked for about ten minutes, trying not to draw attention to myself as shadowy figures walked around the car park, occasionally peering into vehicles hoping to get a show. I knew what went on here. Everyone did. This place had a reputation. Looking out to my left and away across the gravel I could just make out the block building of the toilets. Shapes moved in and out regularly and cars came and went as I waited. The headlights of the cars providing brief snippets that shaped my mental map. I knew it was popular but I never expected this much ... traffic. I knew I shouldn't be here but I just had to know. My girlfriend, ex-girlfriend, had said I was too distant and could never commit. She never knew about the late night stroke sessions, the times I was shooting loads to gay porn online. The chat rooms. The dildo I kept very, very secret. Now I was here ready to step over that imaginary line. Wasn't I? After a few more silent minutes, and being certain that no real movement had taken place during that time, I opened the car door. Stepping out I was glad for the moonless night. The darkness gave me confidence and, shutting the car, I strode across the stones. My crunching footfalls sounded thunderous to my ears as I approached that small brick building. I felt as though eyes were watching me from every darkened vehicle. My nervousness returned but my anticipation grew as the black doorway appeared in my vision. Standing before the pitch-black entranceway I strained my ears trying to gauge anything from within. It seemed like there was nothing, then a gasp, and a moan and then the unmistakable sound of flesh slapping against flesh. Even in the darkness I felt my face flush but I was driven forward by arousal. I stepped inside. I waited inside the doorway for a minute certain I was invisible. It was nearly complete darkness in there. Even after a minute I could only make out vague shapes. Stepping further inside slowly I realised the entrance was a corner that opened into a wider area. A long trough type urinal ran along one wall and a row of doors, all shut, were the cubicles. There was a smell in there. Stale urine, and fresher, plus sweat and..bleach? Not knowing any better I stepped up to the urinal as quietly as I could and kept on listening to the sounds coming from behind the doors. The rhythmic slapping and soft moans were turning me on so much, even if I couldn't see anything, the though that I was stood so close to someone fucking had me rock hard. I released my cock as I stood there and began stroking as I listened to whoever it was in that cubicle getting closer and closer to their climax. As my hand slid up and down my hardon I listened intently to the sounds of sex. My focus entirely on the passion taking place only a few feet away from me. It became my whole world for a few moments. So when a voice whispered from the darkness right behind me, "Seems like there's a lot of enjoyment to be had here." I think my heart actually stopped for a second. My hand froze on my cock and I think I was about to scurry out of that place when all decisions went away from me. I don't think I had another rational thought for the rest of that night. An arm reached around me and rough, manly, thick fingers grasped my still hard cock, gently if steadily wanking me. I moaned and leaned back, the only response I was capable of. "Fuck, you're a keen one!" The voice whispered right in my ear making me shiver as his hand kept steadily pumping away at my prick. His other arm worked its way up inside my t-shirt and his rough hands started rubbing over my nipples. I couldn't begin to gather my wits. I was loving finally letting go even though a distant voice in my head said to calm it down. The pleasure I was feeling in this near total dark was the most I had ever experienced. My hips were pumping in time with this strangers stroking and I was gasping in pleasure. All of a sudden he gripped my cock hard. Squeezing me tight. I was on edge and he must have felt it. "Not so fast." It was spoken like a command right into my ear, "We don't want you going off the boil so quickly." I groaned in frustration. I was so close to spraying my cum and had just been denied. Wasn't that why I came here? My cock throbbed in his hand as he squeezed and gently rubbed me. "Oh fuck!" I moaned out loud realising his intentions: to keep me on edge, to keep me going, keep me willing. Up until now my hands had hung limply by my sides. I had pretty much given up motor function to this man behind me. This voice that had taken me over within seconds of revealing itself to me. As he kept up his ministrations to my cock with one hand the other was withdrawn from under my t-shirt and he grabbed my wrist. Pulling my arm behind me he guided my hand until I felt heat and then flesh. Thick, solid flesh. The first cock, besides my own, I had felt and it didn't disappoint. I don't know if it was the darkness focusing my attention but to my mind this dick was huge. Certainly bigger than mine and oh so solid. My fingers felt along the hot, hard length from balls to the flared tip and I was rewarded with a groan in my ear. I wrapped my hand around and started stroking wanting to return some of the pleasure I had been given. This man in the dark then guided my other hand to the wall in front of me and pressed my hand against the rough brick. In doing so he was pressing himself more firmly against me. I kept working his cock as best as I could while he, satisfied I wouldn't move from him, let go of my hand and I felt him completely undo my jeans and push them down. Even in the dark I felt suddenly exposed, I hadn't worn underwear in the hopes of something and this didn't go unnoticed. "Fuck, you were ready for me weren't you?" It was then I realised I was stroking his very hard cock right over my now naked arse. As my hand continued working his shaft he let go of me leaving me throbbing and grinding myself to him. "That's a fucking lovely arse, boy," he hissed in my ear as both his rough hands began stroking, kneading and spreading my cheeks. I let go of his cock and felt myself leaning forward. With both my hands on the wall in front of me I had effectively offered myself totally to this stranger in the dark, sordid, public toilet. It felt so good. I pushed my butt towards him arching my back and giving him full access as his hands roamed freely all over me. His rough hands each gripped a cheek and spread me open and I gasped as I felt his heavy dick sliding up and down along my crack. "Oh fuck!" I whispered into the darkness. He responded with a chuckle advising "Don't panic I won't fuck you yet. I will fuck you before the night is out, but I'm going to make sure you are ready for it. When I give you my cock you will be begging me to fill your slut hole. You'll be taking a breeding you won't forget I promise." With that I felt him crouch down behind me and then I felt his hot breath on my cheeks. Then a warm, probing pressure straight on my hole. "Oh shit yes!" I almost shouted and my cock throbbed as I was introduced to having my fuckhole eaten out. Whilst he was behind me he had worked my jeans all the way down and worked one leg free. From here he spread me wider and went to town tongue fucking me. Lapping at my hole then pressing his tongue hard into me instinctively I pressed back to spread my cheeks this pleasure was too good and I wanted him to lick me over and over. Here I was, stripped from the waist down in a dark toilet, bent over at the urinal, pressing on the wall in front of me so I could push my arsehole onto the tongue of a man I hadn't ever seen. He was pushing back, the warm wetness I could feel between my cheeks just felt right. He leaned back and I felt him spit on my hole. "Going to make you ready boy." Was all he said before I felt a thick finger pushed up inside me. I winced at the sudden intrusion and he started licking around my ring again as he finger fucked me. The soothing laps of his tongue coupled with the rough pressing inside me had me panting against the brick work. I could feel my hole opening to accept more. "Tasty fucking hole you've got here, nice 'n' tight too. Going to enjoy giving you everything I've got. Bet you've never been stretched by a cock like mine before, eh?" "No, never." I gasped before I realised I was speaking out loud. His response made me look back but in the darkness I could only make out blurred shapes. "Fuck me! A virgin hole. Right then let's get you properly opened up and loaded!" Two fingers were thrust up into me and I saw stars as he began working them in and out of my now spit slick hole. He was scissoring his fingers and twisting them inside me. Even though it hurt, I was so turned on it only added to the sensations I was being introduced to. Pressing onto his fingers I couldn't believe I hadn't done his before. In this squalid, dirty place I was being shown who I really was for the first time. After a few minutes of working my arse open he suddenly pulled his fingers from me and, whether it was the roughness of his skin or his nails, it burned and stung for a few seconds. However the state of lust he had worked me into made every sensation something to be enjoyed. I heard and felt him rise behind me and I looked back to no avail, the darkness made it impossible to distinguish anything in that room. This man could be anyone, maybe I knew him away from here? Or maybe he was someone I would see around town? I would never know that it was the same man as had just opened me up to so much. I didn't wonder for too long about this as I felt him press to me from behind. The thick head of his solid cock rubbing between my cheeks, sliding up and down and making me wetter with precum. Involuntarily I groaned in response to the pressure his cock was exerting against my hole. I knew there was only one way this would end. Boy, was I wrong. As he rubbed himself to me his hands gripped my waist and slid up my body. He pushed my t-shirt up and easily stripped it from me and now I was totally naked grinding my arse onto the cock of this man behind me. It was dark but somehow I had never felt so utterly exposed. Just then he stopped moving completely and was silent for a second. Then there was a blinding flash and even in the blackness of the room I could only see spots of light and dark. "Just wanted a shot of that sweet arse before I ruin it." He smirked as he said this and I started to wonder what I had let myself in for. SLAP! "Fuck!" I cried out at the sudden impact. It stung like hell and was quickly followed by several more swats at my cheeks with his strong hands. For some reason my hands remained pressed to the wall in front of me, my knuckles white as I pressed my fingers into the brick. My arsecheeks burned hot from pain but at the same time I couldn't pretend my cock wasn't rock hard under me and dripping a steady flow of pre. "Mmmm, goood. It looks like this boy likes to be used." The hoarseness in his voice made me realise just how horny he was. I could feel his hard cock sandwiched in my crack for sure; but there was a need in his voice that made my hole spasm. I don't think I'd ever experienced true desire before. It was then that the nearest cubicle swung open loudly and a dark shadow hurried out through the doorway. A voice from the darkness just said. "Fuck sake, do you have to be so loud right there? You spooked the cunt I was working on." "Sorry mate," my man replied, "got a little carried away with this virgin hole here." If I had been a little wiser I might have spotted the implicit offer that this sentence carried. Instead I just stood there, naked, hands on he wall almost needing my next instruction. "Virgin eh? No shit! You want a hand breaking him in mate? I've got blue balls here." The next thing my man said caught me off guard, I had certainly prepared myself to take his cock and I thought naively he wanted me all to himself so when he said, "You got any poppers? I think if we give this slut a few sniffs he'll be gagging for both our cocks." Next thing I knew I was being turned to face in the direction of the cubicles and hands from the darkness found my face. I felt the cold glass of a small bottle pressed to my nostril and I was told, "Breathe!" I had little choice and the bottle was switched between my nostrils almost every time I took a breath. My head felt light and my legs felt heavy. My heart was pounding and every beat seemed to make my arsehole clench. I nearly slumped over but I was being held up by two stronger guys now. "Oh yeah, this bitch is definitely ready." The words came from so far away as I felt myself being bent at the waist and my cheeks spread wide. Hands were also on my head guiding me down and somewhere in my brain came the picture of the spit roast fuck scenes I had so often wanked to. Now it was my turn. The head of a hard wet dick was rubbed over my face and between my lips. "Open wide," an instruction came. Then I was sucking my first cock. Well I was getting my face fucked, not deep, not rough, but there was no doubt I had no control. My guy hadn't been idle this time, while I was trying to take as much dick in my mouth without choking he had been wanking his hard cock all over my ring and started to press in. With the combined effects of his spit, fingers and the poppers the head of his cock worked into me almost easily. Then he started driving forward. All my fantasies of being fucked and even my self induced dildo play couldn't have prepared me for this. Fuck he was so thick. My hole burned and I felt tears streaming from my eyes. With my mouth stuffed with cock I couldn't do anything but moan. Trapped between these two men I couldn't move away from either as they began to relentlessly fuck me. There were several flashes in the darkness and I knew they must both be getting souvenirs of my use. They kept up giving me poppers and making me spin out as they fucked into me at either end. It wasn't long before the poppers were wearing off and I became more aware and two things were apparent. First was the constant moaning I was making around the cock being shoved down my throat, I was holding the hips of the man in front of me and I was working my head back and forth as much as he was fucking himself between my lips. I could taste pure manliness. Sweat, spunk, piss all of it and I was drooling all over it. Second was the heat radiating out from my hole wasn't pain. The thick hard cock which was now deep inside me was fucking my once tight anus with long patient strokes. A constant rhythm that had his meat bouncing off of my prostate. I was arching my back, squeezing and clenching my hole around his dick anything to show him how good it felt. That's it boy, show us how much you want these dirty cocks up you." Wait, dirty, did that mean something? The constant pounding into me at either end was making my brain melt. I just needed more, more cock, more fucking, more everything. "Oh you're a dirty boy letting us fuck you like this! You love big hard bare cock in you don't you boy?" Shit, bare, everything had happened so fast and I gave in so easily I never even thought about protection...but...but it just felt so good right now. That thick man cock forcing its way into my guts, stretching me, pulling me I knew I wanted it. I moaned loudly around the cock between my lips and I guess we all knew I was agreeing. "Fuck boy, you're going to make me cum soon, going to plant my seed deep inside you." I could feel his thrusts becoming harder, he was deep inside me and stabbing his cock into me with short, brutal jabs. I was delirious. My hole was my entire world right now and I needed cock to fill it. The man making me suck his cock joined in the fuck talk, "Yeah, knock him up. Load up that pussy good. When you're done I'll make him take my strain too." I wasn't really paying too much attention with my focus being purely on cock but I gathered that they both really wanted to shoot their spunk inside me. Right now I was just a willing hole and they could fill me however they saw fit. The thrusts into me became a jackhammer and the guy behind me roared. "Fuck yes, take it. Take it you dirty little cumslut. Take my poz load!" My eyes bugged out as I put two and two together. I was in no position to do anything but take it as he said and the way his cock pulsed inside me and he was driving it deep inside me kept me grinding back onto him. It felt too good in spite of everything and a part of me realised it was too late to turn back with his hot load deep in my arse. "Fuck boy," he said as he slowly withdrew his wet cock from my now sloppy cumhole, "That was fantastic. Your cunt is definitely one I want to breed again." With that he stood and said, "Going for a smoke. Enjoy that hole!" Just like that he was out of that darkened place and I realised I had just been handed over like a toy to be used. The hands that had been holding my head roamed over my back and found my arse. I hadn't moved and he easily slipped two fingers up me and pumped them in and out a few times. "Wow, he really opened you up well." The cock I had been continually sucking was now withdrawn from my mouth and he moved around me. I was still in something of a state of shock, still bent over, practically frozen in place. Horny as fuck too. It was..confusing. Without ceremony he pulled his fingers out of my anus and shoved his cock into me. It took my breath away but because of the rough fucking I had already taken, and I guess the cum now soaking my hole, he was inside easily. He wasn't as thick which helped but his cock curved and he was pressing against my insides so nicely. As he started pumping away I was finally able to vocalise the sensations I was being subjected to. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I was gasping with every long dicked thrust he was forcing me to take. He had grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back so he could more easily bounce me on his dick. The slapping sound of his flesh violating mine added to making me a moaning cockwhore. My own cock left alone was flapping with each pounding of his hips. Precum leaking from me in an almost steady stream. I felt like I was cumming but it was constant and there was no come down. Eventually he too started up the jackhammer thrusting that tells of impending cum. I was out of breath, and covered in sweat. He was fucking my hole so hard I was almost crying but still I was rock hard. "Say you want my cum slut!" He suddenly shouted. Pounding me over and over. "I...I want it." Was all I could manage. "What do you want bitch?" As he asked this he slapped my arse with a stinging blow that made me buck my hips and cry out into the darkness. "Oh god I want your cum, please cum in me!" I begged and he pulled hard on my hips pushing himself all the way inside me. He was shaking and his cock was throbbing inside me. He leaned across my back holding himself so he wouldn't slip out of me and whispered in my ear. "Never pozzed a virgin before, I bet you'll be begging for more dirty loads before long." He slid himself out of me and left the room. I collapsed to my knees. Naked, dripping cum and panting for breath. I had no idea where my clothes were in the darkness or how I would find them. As I knelt there I idly stroked my still erect dick softly moaning as I felt the pulsing from my arsehole. What the last guy said about me wanting more was clearly undeniable. Footfalls from outside made me panic, oh shit I can't be found like this. I scrabbled about in the darkness trying desperately to find even just my jeans. But it was too late. A flare in the darkness from a cigarette gave a brief illumination and I saw three men in the entranceway. "See I told you he'd be waiting here for more. I think we've got ourselves a proper little cum piggy." I recognised the voice of the man who had first fucked me and realised then that he'd just gone out to find more men to use my holes. I knelt there, hands in my lap. I knew I was in for a long night.

I grew up in an upper middle class neighborhood to parents that were well known in our community. I had a privileged life. By the time I was a freshman in high school, I definitely knew I was attracted to guys... Luckily for me, I had a body that many of the guys I liked were attracted to as well. Life was good. I had my pick of any of the girls or guys that I might want. Until... my dad died suddenly. It was devastating. I felt sooooooo alone for the next couple years. My mother eventually remarried. He and I never got along... He wasn't like me dad. He drank, cussed, I was pretty sure he did drugs, and he always seemed to be "between jobs". In front of mom, we he and I always seemed to get along but when she wast around, he used to call me a "worthless pussy." The meaner he got, the less time I spent at home. The less time I spent at home, the more time I'd spent hooking up. By the time I turned 18, I was sucking dick and getting fucked in bookstores, parks, and meeting strangers I found online. Despite the fact that it seemed like i'd fuck most any hot, older guy, anywhere, I had one rule. I never did it at home... I got too comfortable. I got a text from a married fuck-buddy... he wanted me to blow him but he didn't have a place. I wanted his load more than anything and agreed I'd blow him at my place.

Cum is yum!

Generally I use j-lube inside but find that does get absorbed so I also use some Vaseline which lasts longer and isn’t rubber friendly...

"Damn, the things you do with that mouth of yours!" Blackie said as Alex released his foot. "This is the first time a guy has done my feet and thanks to you, it ain't gonna be the last! Is this something you always been into?" Licking his lips as he snuggled up next to Blackie, Alex replied, "Some guy I hooked up with told me he's into getting his feet and toes worked and since I'll try anything 3 times to be sure I'm doing it right, I did it and I found out I like doing it, but only when a guy has sexy feet, so you can expect more of the same!" Blackie rolled on top of Alex and said, "When you said your mouth was good for more than just kissing, you weren't kidding and I'm looking forward to experiencing everything your talented mouth can do! Right now, I need your mouth on mine! Let's swap spit!" Parting his lips, Blackie practically sucked Alex's tongue into his mouth. They kissed with lustful passion, taking turns with each other's tongues in hungry mouths as their cocks leaked precum. Reluctantly breaking their kiss, Alex announced, "I'm ready to empty my ass! Don't worry, Blackie, there's so much my mouth is gonna do to you, along with more kissing, hot lips! I'm only as good as the guy I'm kissing and you're a fantastic kisser!" "Need to empty my ass too!" Blackie said. "As far as kissing is concerned, I responded to you and it's like nothing I've ever felt! I have plans for your sweet mouth and all your other sweet parts! Let's hit the toilet!" He said, rolling off of Alex and off of the bed. On the toilet, Alex was pleased and not surprised that what he expelled from his ass was more liquid than solid. He did a thorough wiping to be sure Blackie wouldn't encounter anything unpleasant. Snuffing out the candle, he returned to the bedroom and found Blackie waiting for him. Patting the bed, Blackie said, "I hope you don't mind, but I closed the a/c vent and opened the terrace doors, so we can sniff each other's manstink!" He reached into the upper drawer of the nightstand and took out a large leather case which contained his party supplies. "While we build up some stink, I'm thinking we should chill out and blow clouds!"

Part 2 After that night of the homecoming, Mark and I had become really good buds. I'd see him often at his brother Ray's house, which I regularly visited. Mark and I would sneak off here and there and have some fun giving each other bro-jobs. He started dating this really cute girl, who was a few inches shorter than he was and had a massive rack on her. Her tits were firm and perky, and he'd tell me how they fucked all the time and all the details. It turned me on every time he'd talk about it, and he knew it. He loved getting me hard without touching me, particularly when other people were around. He'd laugh to himself every time he knew he got me to bone up. One night, Mark, Ray, Ray's girlfriend, and I were all at Ray's house drinking and having a good time on that same sectional where Mark and I first experienced each other's mouths. Mark's girlfriend was out of town so we were getting a little drunk, and Ray pulled out a joint. I can't smoke the stuff, but I don't mind if other people enjoy it. I kept drinking, while everyone else got high. They didn't over-do it or anything, they all shared half a joint, and had a light buzz going on. Mark and I could tell Ray's girlfriend was enjoying the high as she began to get more frisky with Ray in front of us. She would playfully rub her tits against Ray and say she wanted him to cum on them. She grabbed Ray's cock through his shorts and he was blatantly erect. Mark and I just looked at each other and laughed. Finally Ray couldn't handle it any more and yelled at his girlfriend,"Alright! If you're so horny, we're going upstairs and I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you." She simply got up, took her shirt off and threw it at Ray and walked up the steps. Ray looked at Mark and I with big eyes and said,"well, I guess I'll see you boys in the morning then." We all laughed as he followed her up to the bedroom. Mark and I were watching tv and having some beers when we heard Ray's girlfriend moaning. Mark laughed and said,"you know who moans like that?" Of course I knew he was talking about his girlfriend, I had heard enough stories by now and I knew what he was he trying to do to me. He was trying to get me hard, so I said,"yeah I know who moans like that, you do, when I stick this fat cock up your ass." His smile faded and I thought to myself I'd crossed a line, but he took a big swig of his beer and said in a very shaky voice,"we can find out." Now MY smile was erased, and yup, you guessed it, I got hard as steel in seconds. He looked down at my crotch and laughed,"I knew that would do it." I quickly quipped,"Don't tease me, unless you're gonna please me." He got up from the couch, walked over to where I was seated, leaned down and whispered in my ear,"I know where Ray's roomie keeps his condoms and lube, you're gonna fuck me tonight." I didn't know if he was just high and trying to one-up me or what, so I played right along, and pulled my face back from his ear, grabbed his face with my hands and pushed my tongue into his mouth. If he was trying to shock me, I wasn't going to be outdone. He didn't resist, in fact, he sat down on my legs and started kissing me back. His mouth tasted like beer and weed, but gosh damn, I loved it. He was wearing basketball shorts and I could easily see he was hard as we made out for the first time. I began to run my hands up the back of his shirt against his skin, pulling him closer to me. I slide one hand down and grabbed his bubble butt, it was so muscular and firm, that I moaned into his mouth, he reached back, grabbed my hand and put it down the back of his shorts. While we kissed and tongued each other I slide my hand down his smooth crack and found his hole. I began to massage it firmly with two fingers. He was smooth, but also slightly...wet? I broke our kiss off and said,"you're wet, you've had something in your ass today when you jerked off just like you used to." Mark replied,"remember the pic I sent you homecoming night of the little red bull can in my hole?" Hell yes I remembered that picture. I jerked off to it all the time. "Well tonight, I used the bigger can, so I could be ready for you," Mark said while he looked directly in my eyes. Okay. So Mark wasn't playing any games with me. He legit wanted me to fuck him tonight. And I was 1000% into it! "Go get those condoms and lube now," I told him. He got up and went to the bedroom. He came out of the bedroom and was looking around like he'd lost something, then went to the kitchen and came back with olive oil and a condom, I looked at the olive oil and he just shrugged and said,"can't find the lube, we gotta make this work. Get naked and lay back, I'm gonna sit on it so you don't tear me a new one." I shucked my clothes and laid back just like he asked as he pulled off his clothes, took the condom out and started rolling it onto my erection. I have a pretty thick cock, so the condom wasn't going down very well. Mark put some oil on my dick and the condom started to slide down it now. It was so tight it almost hurt, but I didn't care, I desperately wanted inside Mark's ass. I guess I always have wanted to be in his ass to be honest. He got on top of me, I started rubbing his legs on both sides of me as he oiled up my condom covered cock and began to sit on it. I knew he already had a big can up his ass earlier today, but fuck was he tight! He would sit down on it just a little bit then come off of it, then back down again, until a few inches were going in and out of his hole. Everything was going pretty well, he came off my cock again, and added more olive oil. This time when he sat down on my cock he put about half of me inside his hole then we seemed to have hit a barrier. My dick was stuck halfway up his tight hole. I could tell he knew we had a problem too. I didn't want this to ruin the moment so I pulled his face toward mine and started to kiss him again. I told him how tight and good he felt, and how I've been wanting this for a long time. He began to relax and get into making out, he adjusted his position so he could kiss my neck, and that's when it happened, his hole gave in, and in one moment I was balls deep inside him. He grunted hard and gave a deep moan against my neck and said,"Fuuuuuuuuucckkkk dude." We stayed like that for a bit, he was breathing into my neck and my cock was literally throbbing inside of him. He started to rock up and down on me now, fucking himself on my cock. He leaned up and sat all the way down on my cock again, this time when he bottomed out I guess my cock head found his prostate because precum poured out of his foreskin. Mark moaned again and the look of pleasure (and maybe some pain) was all over his face. He started riding me faster and breathing hard when all of a sudden I felt it...the condom snapped. I wasn't surprised that it happened because I'm very thick and it was extremely tight on me and Mark used oil as lube which I knew from sex ed degrades latex. What DID surprise me was the fact that Mark felt the condom break too and we froze, locking eyes. "You're all the way in me...bareback now. You're like REALLY inside me." Mark stated I didn't know what to say, I just shook my head "yes" with this dumbfounded look on my face and my mouth hanging open. Mark breathed out,"god it feels so fuckin good, you're huge and you're entirely inside me...raw." He started to ride me again, so I just went with it. I was grabbing his legs and rubbing his body all over, I'd pull him down and into a kiss every half a minute. His cock was still drooling precum when he sat on me fully. We were both getting into this, a lot, when he reached back and grabbed the base of my dick and started to slowly come up off of it. When my head pulled out of his hole it even made a "pop." He pulled what remained of the condom off my cock and said,"follow me." I didn't hesitate, I immediately got up and followed him into the kitchen where he tossed the condom pieces into the trash then bent over the kitchen table. I came up behind him and looked down at his big muscular ass, saw his tight wet hole and pushed the whole thing up his ass. He let out a big breath,"yesss, fuck my hole." "You want this dick, Mark?" I retorted as I began pounding his ass. My thighs were slapping against his firm ass cheeks as I plowed into him faster and faster. I couldn't handle seeing my cock pistoning in and out of his hole much longer. It felt incredible and I was getting close. I struggled to get the words out,"I'm gonna fucking blow man." Mark was jerking his cock feverishly under the table and moaned out,"fucking don't pull out, just let me finish, cum in me if you have to, but don't stop fucking me!" That was it. That did it. I started blowing a huge load up his ass, and did just as he said, I. KEPT. FUCKING. HIM. As I shot my load up his ass and kept fucking him as fast as I could his whole body tensed up and he was breathing out,"oh god I can feel your cum. fuck. oh shit. oh god. ohhhhhhhhhh!" as he blew his load onto the kitchen floor. I was still fucking him, and to my surprise when I heard him say those words and he started blowing his own load, I began blowing ANOTHER load up his ass,"Mark, I, I, I'm cumming again, oh fuck dude, I'm cumming in you again, ahhhhhhhhhhh." We were both covered in sweat and coming off our orgasm high. We were trying to catch our breath as I slowly pulled out of his ass. He stood up and we just looked at each other like, well, like we just had the best fuck of our lives. Oddly enough, that's when we heard what could only be Ray's girlfriend, having a very loud orgasm upstairs. That snapped us out of our blissful fuck haze and we realized that we were naked in the kitchen, with our clothes in the living room, our bodies covered in sweat with his cum on the floor and my cum leaking down his leg. Mark and I gave each other "oh shit" looks of panic and started cleaning up our mess. We went into the living room and grabbed our clothes, I said,"go to the bathroom and try to push out my cum and get dressed, I'll put something on tv." Mark had just walked out of the bathroom before we heard Ray coming down the stairs. Mark sat down on the sectional on the other side across from me and Ray just laughed and said,"damn, I fucked her so good it smells like sex down here too." Mark and I laughed too. Ray grabbed us all beers and sat in between us on the sectional and started watching the football game. Mark had pulled up his legs onto the couch while he drank his beer, I looked over at him, and he winked at me, slide his hand down to his shorts and pulled them up enough for me to see his wet hole with my cum still around it. He just did it for a second, but it got me hard anyway, and he just chuckled into his beer can as I grabbed a pillow to cover up my boner.

PART 4 Coach Pitt slowly began pulling his cock out of my sloppy hole, and I whimpered. He smiled and kissed me again. “Don’t worry, sweet boy,” he said. “Your hole won’t be empty for long.” In fact, it wasn’t empty for more than five seconds. Coach Strickland pushed his fat dick into me right away, and I could feel the warmth and wetness of Coach Pitt’s seed getting worked even deeper inside my slammed-up hole. “Pitt and I met at a wrestling conference a few years back,” Strickland explained, sweat dripping down his forehead as he thrust his dick deep. “We’d both responded to a Craigslist ad posted by some college slut. This kid wanted neg tops to breed him, so I showed up to give the little fucker a surprise. Anyway, when Pitt shot his load inside this kid’s fuckhole, I caught Pitt’s eye and he winked at me. Flashed that devil-smile of his. That’s when I knew he was doing the exact same thing I was doing—stealth-pozzing the negboy. A few months later, he got me a job here at the high school, and we’ve been slowly converting our favorite wrestlers into poz chemsluts ever since.” His thrusts were faster now. His breath grew ragged. His eyes were solid black, staring me down as he grinned like a fucking demon. “And now,” he said, “You know what’s gonna happen?” “You’re gonna breed me. Please breed me, Coach.” “Fuck yeah, Lance. I’m gonna give you a big dose of my poz seed. You. Fucking. Slammed. Up. PIG.” His whole body shook as he pushed even deeper than before, and his stomach muscles flexed as his dick sprayed volleys of toxic jizz into my hungry fuckhole. By then, I could see that the playroom was getting crowded, and I recognized everyone: guys who’d graduated in the last year or two or three, most of them wrestling at the local university now. They were watching Strickland breed me, stroking their dicks, helping each other get slammed up, and staring me down with that same demonic intensity. Tom Goldsmith—last year’s captain, the guy from the homemade video I'd seen in Pitt's office—was the first to get his poz cock up in me, and by that point I was spreading my jockbutt and begging for his dirty cum. I took a load from every poz jockpig in the room. Then Coach Pitt unstrapped me from the harness, helped me down, and turned to address the roomful of guys. “I’m gonna take a few minutes alone with this boy,” he said. “You’re all welcome to stick around and pig out. Help yourself to more rigs over there on the desk if you want.” He walked me upstairs, leading me to his bedroom. He closed the door. Then he drew me close to him, pressed his chest against mine, and said: “I’m so proud of you, Lance.” He kissed me, a wet, hungry kiss, while his fingers slowly massaged my cummy hole. “I just wanted a few minutes alone with you. And you know what, pigboy?” “What?” “I think it might be time for another slam.” I nodded eagerly, and he smiled. “Good boy,” he said. He gestured for me to climb onto the bed. He positioned me on my back, spreading my legs. Then, keeping his eyes locked on mine, he pushed his cock into my sloppy cumhole. With his dick buried inside me, he proceeded with the slams. I watched in fascination as he wrapped a rubber strap around his arm, as the needle slid into his vein, as blood filled the syringe, and as he plunged the Tina into his bloodstream. He groaned, and his cock grew even harder in my fuckhole. Then his eyes took on an evil glint as he turned his attention to me. “Want some more Tina flowing through you, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Slam me up. Please.” “You got it, pig.” The needle was in my vein within seconds. Then he pushed down on the syringe and delivered the chemical payload I was craving. I coughed, but a little less this time. I felt the drug race to my brain, my heart, my dick. Then my hole began involuntarily milking the raw cock lodged deep within me. Coach laughed. “There you go, slampig,” he said. I kept milking him as he closed his eyes and began thrusting deep. Then he leaned in for another kiss. “I want you to be my boy,” he said. “You’re somethin’ else, Lance. You’re just a natural fuckin’ pig. And my cock belongs in this sweet boyhole.” He reached down to feel my own throbbing cock, which had remained hard all night. “And look at this, you hot little fucker,” he said. “This fat dick of yours? It’ll be perfect bait to get hot neg jockboys—boys just like you—into our sling.” He kissed me again. “You’re fucking perfect. So whaddaya say? Be my fuckin’ boy?” I flashed a giant smile as he barebacked my hole. “I feel so lucky,” I said. “I’ve jacked off so many times thinking about your cock—what it might look like, how it might feel in my hand. And now your giant raw dick is buried inside me. It’s unbelievable. And fuck yeah, I want to be yours.” “Mine?” “All yours.” With that, I felt his dick spasm inside me. Another intense kiss. Then he just looked at me, his cock still twitching as it continued to impregnate my wrecked boyhole. “Fuck, Lance,” he said. “I love shooting my poz cum in you.” Later, when we made our way back to the playroom, I did another slam and took another round of loads. That was incredibly hot, but it wasn’t my favorite part. My favorite part was this: being alone with Coach Pitt in his bedroom, feeling his powerful arms wrapped around me, my head nuzzling the hair on his muscular chest, while his dick slowly worked that second load of his poz cum into my knocked-up hole. And then hearing him whisper in my ear: “Mine.” THE END

PART II When I finished up in the shower, I walked back to Coach Pitt’s office, where I found him sitting on the couch, jacking his giant dick to some homemade porn. On the computer screen there was a hot jockboy on his back, legs spread, getting piston-bred by a hung stud top. When the top pulled out, his cock glistened with a thick layer of cum, and a steady stream of seed poured out of the boy’s ripped-up fuckhole. Then I looked a little closer. Wait a second, I thought—I know this boy. “Is that Tom Goldsmith?” I asked Coach Pitt, totally shocked to see someone I knew spreading his sloppy hole for raw cock in a homemade sex tape. Tom Goldsmith was team captain the year before me. He was one year ahead and one weight class heavier. I idolized him. I’d also found myself staring at his giant swinging cock and heavy balls during every single weigh-in. “You got it,” said Coach, placing the image on pause, then turning to me, saying “I filmed this almost exactly a year ago, just after his 18th birthday. He was curious about cock, but didn’t want to get fucked, so for a few weeks, Strickland and I broke him down little by little, plying him with drugs, jacking our dicks while we watched porn together, showing him our homemade videos. He resisted for awhile, but finally he broke, and in the end, he turned into one hot, hungry, twisted fagboy cumdump.” I stared at the frozen image on the screen where I could see Tom stretching his fuckhole as widely as possible, staring intently at the raw cock that was making a beeline for his wide-open cum-soaked cunt. I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing. “Listen, buddy—don’t you worry,” said Coach, motioning for me to sit down next to him. “I know this looks really intense. You don’t need to go this far. We’ll do whatever you’re comfortable doing, boy.” As I sat down, Coach’s fingers drifted down to my newly shaven hole. He placed his index finger gently against the entrance to my cunt and massaged it, causing me to let out a guttural moan. My legs spread a little wider. He dug his finger deeper. Then I gasped: “I want to be that kind of boy for you, too.” Coach inserted a second finger into my hole. “Good. I’m glad you want that, Lance,” he said, adding “It just might take some time. A true cumdump surrenders to raw cock, no questions asked. You beg for each dick to plant seed deep inside your body. Tom took 22 loads on the night we filmed this. It’s not a safe way to play.” He reached for the remote, turned up the volume on the monitor, and pressed play. Through the computer speakers I could now hear Tom saying “Yeah,” I heard the jockbottom growl. “Yeah?” replied the top man who was about to shove his raw cock inside Tom’s leaking pussy, “You want this, fag?” Tom spread his hole wider, answering “Yes please, fucker. Please fucking poz me. Shoot your virus into my guts and take my fuckin’ hole to the dark side.” With that, the top shoved in. I was mesmerized. As I stared at the screen, precum streamed out of my rock-hard dick. Coach gathered the fluid with his fingers and worked it into my fuckhole. “You like that, huh?” Coach remarked, pulling me closer to himself as he put the movie back on pause. “You like hearing Tom beg for poz cum?” “Coach, I love it.” “Good boy. I’m so glad to hear that.” I paused for a moment, terrified to say what I was thinking, but somehow I just couldn’t stop myself. Coach encouraged me, asking "What is it? You can tell me anything, Lance." My reply blurted-out: “Can I do that tonight, Coach? Please?” “Do what, Lance?” “Get my hole fucked full of poz cum.” Coach grinned, pulled me into a hug, and kissed me deep while his hands continued to massage and relax my hungry jockbutt. Then he looked deep into my eyes. “Lance, I would so love to see this pretty virgin hole get knocked up with HIV. But are you sure you’re ready?” “It scares the fuck out of me, but yeah, I want it bad.” “Then let’s get you knocked up, boy. Tonight.” “Fuck yeah. Thank you, Coach.” “No, boy—thank you. I’m so proud of you for embracing the poz pig you’re destined to be. But first, I have one more thing to show you.” He hit play again. From the monitor, I heard Coach’s voice—apparently he was the camera operator—saying, “Here, Strickland. Hold the camera. I want to give this boy another load.” The camera jostled, then steadied again. I saw Coach’s muscular chest, defined abs, and giant cock enter the frame. “You want more?” Coach asked the bottom boy, who grinned and nodded, answering “Please, Coach, pump my butt full of another load of your sweet poz cum.” I turned to look at Coach. He was watching me, grinning as he massaged my hole with two fingers. His dark eyes glinted as he nodded approval, and I nodded back. “Yes,” was all I said. Then his smile got bigger. I looked back at the monitor where I saw Coach’s fat dick enter Tom’s sloppy cumhole. Tom groaned. Then I heard Coach say to him: “Fuck yeah, you little pozzed-up slampig.” Meanwhile, Coach worked a third finger into my hole. I looked back into his eyes and he kissed me, deep and rough. “Damn,” he said with a growl, “You are somethin' else, Lance. I can’t wait to pound a poz load deep inside my boy's hungry butt.” “Please, Coach.” “Yeah, boy? Is that what you want?” “Yes. Please make me yours. Poz me up. I want everything you’ve got.” “Absolutely, you fuckin’ jockpig,” he said, pulling me close to him and pressing his dick against my partied-up fuckhole. “Tonight you become all mine.” MORE SOON...

Part 1 David was a 27 year old gay male. At 6’2”, 185 pounds of pure muscle, brown hair and been eyes he could easily get any guy to willing follow him into depravity. He was part of a group of guys that held monthly bareback parties where drugs were plenty available and the bottoms would be dripping cum. The group was started by one John Edward Rutherford, a 30 something trust fund baby so had nothing to do but spend money. He purchased a secluded 4bedroom house converting it into a party house. He had added a 12’ wall around the property with a pool and a retractable canvas cover. The group was always on the lookout for new bottoms. Most of the guys they brought in to bottom never really knew what they were getting themselves into when they were taken to a ‘party’. All that new was that they were going to a kick ass party. The group would show each new bottom of several factors and the member who brought the bottom with the highest score would win $500. David was pretty good at bringing a bottom that typically scored very well. He used take profile on Facebook where he played an 18 year old high school senior. The profile was set up as he was questioning his sexuality. He had ways of luring others into chats where they would open up. His latest target was Benjamin (he liked to be called Benji). Benji was a high school senior, barely turned 18. He professed to being a virgin. After a few days of chatting David knew it was time to push the line and work on Benji's thought process in order to get him in a position where he’ll be open to suggestions. Through the fake profile David told Benji how he had played around with his older brother and that they had sucked each other’s cocks. David waited to see Benji's response. They had chatted about sex already, or actually the lack of sex they were getting. Benji and how it felt sucking his brother’s dick. David made up the answer replying that at first it felt weird, but after he got into a good rhythm it strangely felt good, and when his brother finally came in his mouth he swallowed on instinct. Benji seemed to be getting into the chat more and opened up admitting to sucking his cousins cock a few years back and he too swallowed when his cousin shot his load into his mouth. David then asked if Benji ever thought about sucking cock again or if he thought he might be gay. Benji admitted he wasn’t sure if he’d try it again. He recalls that it sight feel all that weird, but he really wanted to fuck a chick. David figured he had him right where he wanted him and suggested they meet up at this 24 and under club this Friday night. They were always girls there to get and fuck. Benji agreed and David was going to be there to pounce. Although the club was 24 and under, David was able to get I the club. The bouncer was a member of the party group. He arrived early and watched intently when Benji arrived. Her sized up the teen noticing he looks a lot like his Facebook pictures. He was about 5’10”, 140 slight muscular build with dark hair and brown eyes (that were going to look great love his pupils were dilated as big as quarters. He could tell the 18 year old was prime to have some fun. Getting him to go to the party with him was going to be easy. Benji was getting him a soda from the bar when David approached him saying, “Kind of boring here tonight.” Benji nodded in agreement. David distracted Benji from his drink by pointing out, “Not enough pussy for you or is that not your thing?” David was able to drop in some GHB into his drink. As Benji looked over the club seeing mostly guys present he shrugged his shoulders. David introduced himself holding out his hand to shake. Benji responded shaking his hand in response and introducing himself. The two began a conversation in which Benji told David how he was meeting a new friend who had to cancel. He didn’t want the night to go to waste so he hung around the club. Benji drank down his G laced soda prompting David to offer to get him another drink. David stepped over to the bar ordering another soda for the two as Benji stood there waiting. This time it was easier to do the G into the kids drink. After he finished this one he should be well on his way to being “G'ed” out. As they began to drink David acted like he just received a text. He pulled his phone out and told Benji, “A buddy of mine is throwing a party. Let’s go, it’ll be a lot of fun. I promise you’ll have the time of your life.” Benji was a little worried, “I’ve only gone to a couple high school parties.” David could see a change begining in Benji’s eyes as he assured him, “Don’t worry, I’ll look out for you. My friend’s parties are always a blast. Let’s go, I’ll drive us to the party, and at anytime you want to leave, I’ll pay for an Uber to take you home.” Benji had finished his second G laced drink as he was agreeing to go with David to the party. David led the way as the two slipped out of the club’s side door. Once outside, David pulled out a little canister containing Tina. As David did a bump from the canister, Benji curiously asked, “What’s that?” David told him, “Oh this, is just a little pick me up, you want some? Come on, there’s no harm in trying a little.” Benji was feeling the effects of the G as he nodded and David gave him a good sized bump to try. Benji complained about the burn but once the Tina hit his brain he was ready for more as they got into David's car. Once inside the car David took a second bump before giving Benji his second. As they pulled out of the club’s parking lotppl for the 20 minute ride to the party house, David was quick to make sure that the air was on low in his small car. With the low air he’d hoped to get the teen to remove his shirt suggestion as the Tina and G made him feel warmer. After their third bump David placed his hand in Benji’s knee. Benji made no attempt to stop this advancement as David began to massage the teens thigh. The drugs were working on his 18 year old brain causing his body to begin to scream for attention. The attention he was about to get might not have been the type of attention he might have been looking for, but it was the type of attention he was getting to get and wound crave from this the forward. David wasn’t surprised when Benji asked for another bump of Tina, he knew he’d get him hooked on the stuff and after this weekend the twink would seek the party-n-play from now on. After Benji did his bump David moved his hand higher on his thigh and leaned in giving the twink his first kiss ever. David wasn’t sure how Benji would respond but while stopped at a red light he leaned into the kiss accepting David tongue entering his mouth he moved his hand to the boy's teen cock. He felt that the twink was boned out with a 7-7.5” cock. David thought to himself, ‘he's got a nice cock, too bad hell probably never use it, and after he gets smoked out later and Tina dick gets him, it’ll be shriveled to 2” if that.’ Benji’s senses were on over load. The thoughts that raced through his mind had brought him to accept the advancement of this good looking man he was now kissing. He also felt very warm as the drugs were in full effect. Benji commented, “I’m starting to feel very warm.” David’s response was to remove his own shirt while agreeing with, “Yeah, my A/C isn’t that great, just get comfortable like me.” Benji pulled his shirts off as he looked at David’s well developed chest with a nice patch of hair between he pics pecs. Benji felt a little embarrassed thinking he was no what as developed as David. The light changed to green and David sped away looking ahead at the road as he occasionally glanced at Benji's defined, smooth chest. David knew he had to build this kid’s confidence, “Benji, you’re holding out in me. You’re a stud. You’ve got a great chest.” David reached over feeling the teen's muscular chest. Benji admitted, “Thanks, but it’s no where near as muscular as your chest.” David helped by grabbing Benji’s hand and placing it on his own chest. Another red light and this time Benji leaned in to initiate a kiss between the two shirtless men. When they finally pulled up to the party they remained in Davis car making out for a good 15-20 minutes before David suggested they you inside. Both were still very warm from the drive and the make session that they left their shirts in the car as they headed up to the house.

I was traveling for work and was in a hotel on my own. As soon as I checked in, I noticed the elevator didn't need a keycard and I was in the middle of the gay district. My cock immediately started to grow. My meetings weren't until 3:00 PM, so I pretended my flight was delayed so I could have the morning/mid afternoon to myself. Logging on to Grindr, I located a guy in my hotel - 32 feet away. He looked good from his pics, mid-30s, top, fit, Spanish tall (like me), and hung thick uncut. So I thought 'Okay, let's do this'. I asked him if he was into raw. His reply was "Only," so it was on, giving him my room number. Pulling on my red 'Nasty Pig' jock, I left the door ajar, positioned myself ass-up and awaited his arrival. When I heard the door open, I turned and immediately noticed his height. Now, I'm 6"4' so usually everyone is shorter than me, so I don't really notice height unless the guy is exceptionally tall. In this case, however, he was so tall I immediately thought 'Damn, he's tall as fuck'. I also noticed he was even better than his photographs had suggested. My nine inch cock got rock hard and was now sticking straight of the jock strap. I heard the hot sound of his belt unbuckling, and his jeans hitting the floor. He immediately started eating my ass, the scruff from his beard burying into my cheeks while his tongue borrowed into my hot pink hole. Although my hole is always quite tight, he readily opened me up. While I was nervous about taking his thick piece, he had left my ass wet and slick, so when he him pull off and start to tease my ass with his big purple head, I begged him to slide in. The only thing on my mind was that big mushroom squirting its load in my guts. He entered me slowly - I told him I wanted to feel every inch. I could even feel his head slip out of its hood straight into my hole. His precum and spit was all the lube we needed. He fucked me so hard and deep I could have cum without touching myself. He made me pull apart my cheeks so he could get even deeper. Every thrust hit my g-spot and I was in ecstasy. I was doing all I could not to cum, and he was milking my prostate so much that I was leaking precum like I never had before. At one point the bed was so wet from my precum he actually thought I had cum. Several times he made me lick my own precum and share it with him in a kiss. We fucked for probably 30 minutes in all different positions. My raw ass was his and he could have it any way he wanted. He would now and then pull out and feed me his cock so I could taste all the ass juices and his precum, and then tell him to kiss him with it. After a while, his beard was glistening with all the saliva, ass juice, and precum from both him and me. Finally, I could feel him getting close. He started in that ryhthm which tells the bottom he would soon feel ropes of cum blow into his guts. This guy, however, was definitely in charge, and demanded I beg for his load, demanding I tell him how much I wanted to be knocked up, have his babies in my ass. Finally I pulled my ass cheeks apart so he could breed me deep, he shook slightly, at which point I felt a river of sperm spurt into my insides. His load was feverishly hot, and I could feel every spurt. I was going wild, thrusting and pushing back to suck up every drop. As he came down from his orgasm he lay on top of me, shaking, as my ass continued milking his cock to the last drop. He pulled out and I could feel a solid trail of sperm dribble down my leg. He slapped my ass, commenting it had been an amazing fuck, and moved to dress. Getting up, I thanked him, and learning we would both be at the hotel another day, I gave him my extra key card, telling him I wanted every drop of cum his balls could produce. Smiling, he accepted the key card and stepped into the hallway, shutting the door behind himself - but not all the way.... ?

This is a true story that just happened. I'm 26 and live in Newcastle, in the UK. I had just finished work and decided to go to the Eagle, which was on my way home, just for a quick beer. I had heard that sometimes one might find some fun downstairs, so beer in hand, I went into the basement to take a look. There were a few guys down there, most in their 40's and 50's. I went to the toilets at the back and in a cubicle found there was a glory hole. When I saw a finger slid through the hole, beckoning me, I couldn't resist and I slid my cock through. The guy on the other side of the glory hole was doing a really good job sucking my cock so I was thoroughly enjoying myself, when suddenly the door to my cubicle popped open. I assume I must not have locked properly. In any event, there stood a guy in his late 60's, maybe even early 70's, looking at me, my pants down at my ankles and my cock inserted into a glory hole. "Nice. You having fun?" "Yeah," I replied. He stepped into the cubicle and locked the door. Ordinarily I won't play with a guy so much older than my age, but I really didn't want to move as the guy sucking me was doing an amazing job, but when the older guy reached his hand between my legs and played with my balls, and after a minute or so, went down on his knees and began rimming my hole, I wasn't about to object. Moreover, the rim job he was giving my ass was amazing, and I went along with him when he produced some lube and pushed it into my ass. At some point the guy who had been sucking me left off, but not to worry, another guy readily went down on me, even if, truth be told, he wasn't quite as good as the original sucker. The older man, meanwhile, stood-up and wanked his cock, sliding it up and down my ass crack. "I don't want to get fucked," I commented. "What are you afraid of? You'll like this," he replied. "I'm HIV negative, and want to stay that way," I explained, still determined to enjoy the blow job.. "Don't worry, I'll wear a condom." A few seconds passed, with much rustling of a cellophane packet being torn open, and then I felt him separate my ass cheeks as his cock pushed into me. So I just let him slide his dick into my ass, and after he was balls-deep, he began fucking with an excellent rhythm that was doing all the right things to my prostate. "You like my old cock?" he asked. But I didn't answer. Between the attention to my cock and the added pressure on my prostate, I was perfectly happy. He repeated his question a couple more times, but I didn't bother answering. My acquiesence to his attention was a form of an answer. "I'm getting close," and "I'm gonna blow in your ass," were the next remarks he made, and they sufficiently got my attention that I asked "You are wearing a condom, aren't you?" "Don't worry, just enjoy it," he responded. Reading between his omissions, I responded "Dude, I'm negative. What's your status? Are you wearing a condom?" "I'm poz," he answered, once more not fully answering my questions. "You can't cum in me. I'm neg. Are you wearing a condom?" He then pushed into me hard, slamming me against the cubicle wall. I couldn't move. "Oh fuck, I"m cumming in you. Fuck, yeah, neg boy! Take my poz load. Mmmmm." he moaned as I shot my load into the throat of the cock sucker in the adjoining cubicle. As his began to fade, I managed to slide-out from his grasp, and as I did, his cock slid out of my ass. Turning, I caught a quick glimpse: as I had suspected, he was not wearing a condom. I almost can't believe this just happened, but it did.

Hey guys. Thought I'd share a minor milestone I had recently. I'm one of those guys that stays hard when I bottom. Now, I always ignore my meat when taking cock, out of respect for the Fucker - but it can be an unwelcome distraction for both of us. So I've been working on getting soft when taking cock.. And to that end, I've had some success. But recently, I succeeded in staying soft while up in the sling THE ENTIRE TIME. It was such a thrill watching my soft meat jiggle and bounce on my belly. Finally, I was ablle to focus all my attention on the Fucker using me, on controlling my hole for his maximum pleasure. It may not seem like a big deal, but it really made me feel a deeper level of submission. Anyone else have a similar experience?

Helluva start, man! Can't wait to read more.

That’s why darkrooms are so good; you can just go from cock to cock and loud to load.

You have to put some lube in your hole before you go to a bath, dark room, ABS, etc. When the top feels your hole and the lube, it's a signal that you are a cum dump ready for his load. And as many have already mentioned, one or two loads in my hole and I have no need for any additional lube in order to accomodate any size dick.

Man that is hot,,,, would love to find some men like that to breed and use my holes.

Thought I would share some thoughts on what I think of as my journey to becoming a true slut. In berlin for folsom last few day. I have been on prep for a while now and as others have said I have found myself getting sluttier and sluttier and more and more open to things I never really thought I would do. Had quite a few raw fucks since I have been here including going to the biohazardmen party, but last night was a milestone for me in terms of scale and piggyness. Went to the coffee and cream party - essentially a regular berlin bareback party. Spent my time on all fours with my arse in the air with row of other bottoms. Lost count but was fucked by over 20 pigs (the most I’ve ever had in one session)- at one point they were coming one after the other without a gap. I didn’t see any of their faces and didnt care who fucked me. I was high on poppers spreading my lubed hole as much as I could and begging for the next guy to slide his cock into me. The last guy fucked me for ages and shot a big load in me, it felt great I was completely opened up and his cock fucking deep into my well used dummy hole felt wild. Not sure how many of the others had cum in me but I pushed out a huge amount of cum the next day - I always love to taste that. I have become less picky over time about who uses my arse and consequently have found myself having a lot more fun. I am now though open to almost anyone - It’s taken a bit but I know I am born to take Cock in my hole - and fuck holes too. I used to be someone who always used condoms and even then was quite picky who fucked me and I was paranoid about hiv. Now i think I can honestly say I’m a complete cumdump and raw pig and accepting of the possibly of being Poz - indeed I find being fucked by poz guys the hottest sex. I have strangely also found myself becoming more of top. Not sure where I go next, Will definitely be back for more of the same and always on the search for all the raw cock I can get - but I feel I have now lost any inhibitions I had left. I’d also thank the people who post on this forum who I can honestly say have been an inspiration for me.

Another hot vid from SouthernBBTop Something was in the water this night and the four best bottoms in town hit me up wanting to be bred. One is a young college twink with a hairy hole, one is a gorgeous mixed-race college athlete, one is a sexy tatted muscle stud, and one is a hot, fit cumdump who never says no. The very best bottoms in town. Tops came from all over to take turns breeding their cummy holes. Getting one of them at a group is amazing but having all four at once was truly a treat these tops took full advantage of. https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/group-gangbanging-the-best-of-the-best-37391101

The pic is after taking three anonymous loads. I love getting fucked and bred. I’m not very picky as long as your dick is hard. I especially love getting piggy when the wife is out of town.

Minnesota chub

I think one of the best city of raw sex is Berlin

Once he's gone bareback he will certainly want to again and gradually bareback fuking will be his thing

Buy a series of graduated butt plugs. When you JO, start with the smallest and keep working your way up. Colt makes such a set. And, of course, keep taking dick

Both for sure. While I was married I sometimes had issues getting hard for my wife, but if she let me lick her ass that really got me going. She never once returned the favor though and it wasn’t until my second time with a man that I finally felt the bliss of a tongue working my hole. OMG yes it just had me moaning and begging to be fucked.

This little pig is in mourning. Headquarters - my fuck club of choice here in Sydney - has closed down. It closed a few weeks back purportedly for "renovations" but alas, their website has come down and word from fellow pigs has been that it is the end of the road. For me the place was pig heaven, I could not even begin to number the raw cocks and loads I have taken in the place. It catered perfectly for people like me who love to be pig fucked. It catered to every slutty fibre in my body - I have been gangbanged there countless times, been fucked in public spaces countless times, taken innumerable raw cocks through the glory holes. had my hole wrecked in the sling and just lived for Friday nights when they used to have a nude blackout party where I never left before being fucked and bred at least 8 times. It was one of the very few spaces where pig holes were widely appreciated. I even had a few regulars who attended blackout or naked parties and I could always get pened up soon as I walked into the play space - one p[articular top - Ted, who had over the years bred me at least 30 times and loved it when I was flooded, used to always get me in the mood by sticking his rock hard Viagra cock into me when I walked in to open me up and get the crowd into fuck mood. It was also a place where it was not prissy or the crowd picky. I have often left the place weak kneed from having my hole hammered and I could always count on leaving the place gaping. Private sex parties in this city are not huge, even the ones I have in my own apartment it is hard to get more than 6 tops. Sure, I travel a lot to service tops in one on one situations and have a few regulars who fuck and breed me at my place. But nothing heightened by slut senses like Headquarters. I lived for blackout and the naked parties on the first and third Sunday of each month. It was the only place I was sure I could attend and leave sated which is only possible for me by getting fucked and bred 8-10 times. I enter a very strange world tomorrow night now I know that HQ will never be reopening as I will have to zig zag my way around the city collecting loads. I know I will continue taking any cock and load offered to me - it will just be harder to get now!

Yesterday I woke up with a raging desire to get fucked. Well, fucked and bred. And then have the cum fucked even deeper inside me. So I did what any cock and cum hungry bottom slut would do; I sent a few messages to some well-hung tops who've fucked me before, hoping one (or more) of them would be interested... Well, there's a couple that has fucked me a few times over the years, and they're both absolutely adequately hung - and cum in bucket loads! So when they said I could come over in the evening I knew I was in for a good time. They're quite bossy and dominant; they just do what they want, and fortunately that's exactly what I want! During the day we messaged a bit back and forth, and they decided they'd do the foreplay by themselves so I'd only be required when they were fired up and ready to fuck an arse - so I were to show up and be prepared for hard fucking from the start! They wanted my hole soft, open, wet and ready. They know from previous meetings that I happen to have enough toys to be able to open up my hole on my own, and they ordered me to show up with my largest butt plug in place so the whole wouldn't have a chance to close up before I got to their house. It's 6cm (just under 2½") in diameter at its widest point, so I have to be pretty damned open to get it up on my own! Still... I might be a greedy bottom, but I'm also a lazy one. And opening up your own hole can be hard work, right? So... One of my regular fuck-buddies has a solid, thick 8-incher that can certainly do the trick, so I asked him if he wanted to help me out. He didn't have time immediately before my evening visit to the couple, so I went over to my fuckbuddy in the afternoon, hole cleaned up and shaved, but still quite tight. And he knows what he's doing... Within 15 minutes he had me gaping for him, shoved my big butt plug inside me to check for size - and then pulled it out and shot his load into my gaping hole before replacing the plug. Damn, that was good! But that was the warm-up for the main event. When I got home I kept the plug in place for the next couple of hours, pulling it almost-out a few times, just to keep my hole stretched and ready - but not wanting to waste the load that was inside me! Then about an hour before I had to leave I pulled it out and started cleaning myself. I would have preferred to leave the load in place, but they wanted my hole completely clean so I complied. When I was satisfied my hole was as perfect as it could be I injected a generous amount of lube into my hole and replaced the plug - it slid right in with little resistance, which boded well for the evening... I arrived and let myself into their house, dropped all my clothes in the hall and went to their bedroom where they were ready for me, both lying on their back on the bed with hard cocks. They told me to pull out the plug and choose which one of them to sit on - and to sit down ALL the way. No slowly inching myself down; just a quick, rough sit-down to the base - and no whining! Oh, fuck... I really do love sitting down on a hard, fat cock! When I was all the way down the other guy moved behind me - and I know what that means... I'm blond, but not stupid... And I LOVE what that means! Yeah, they wanted to double-fuck me from the beginning... And they did. Oh boy, did they double-fuck me! The guy behind me was pounding me hard from the beginning, and then the guy under me began thrusting up into me in a counter-rhythm so I just felt all this movement in my guts, pounding at my inside and making me moan with pleasure! They fucked me deep, hard and wide, changing their positions every now and then but constantly and relentlessly pounding my guts. I was in heaven! And then came the first load, but he didn't pull out but stayed inside me while his boyfriend kept on fucking until he also dumped his load in me. And so, like a good slutty marital aid I got off the bed, replaced the butt plug so I wouldn't leave, and left.

Part 12 - Dreamy Days of Love Daniel and Jordan had settled on a quiet night alone but had agreed to dine with the group the following evening, this would be Steve and Callum's last night and Lucy along with Jordan's father and partner would arrive the day after. On their way back to the suite Daniel professed to Jordan that he needed a quiet night and was exhausted from all the swimming they had done. They walked holding hands Jordan looking at Daniel's content smile on his face fleetingly captures by the rays of the setting sun, he loved everything about him. What struck him most was how he was not hung up about the wealth of his family or became like some people who thought they were a cut above everyone else, he kissed him on the head. He was simply Daniel a person that turned his life upside and down in a wonderfully bizarre way. "What was that for?" Daniel asked with his dreamy smile. Jordan held his hand tighter "You should know by now". Daniel moved closer and sighed resting his head against Jordan's shoulder "I think I do". They arrived at the entrance to the terrace of their suite and rounded the pool on to the veranda Jordan spun Daniel around and kissed him deeply, Daniel in a trance wrapped his arms around Jordan's neck, totally in love they maintained their kiss until Anderson appeared in the lounge as if by magic. Daniel sat on the sofa and laid his head back watching Jordan ask Anderson to set dinner for the two of them on the veranda, Anderson nodded and went about his work. Dinner was just as they wanted it to be, quiet, understated yet still very romantic. The laid on the veranda sofa together kissing and enjoying each others company, a very private moment between the two of them. They walked back in to the suite and bedroom where Anderson had already turned down both sides of the bed, Daniel commented that there is no hiding anything from Anderson, pointing to both sides of the turned down bed. Jordan began to kiss Daniel on his neck as he unbuttoned the shirt Daniel was wearing and gently pushed it off his shoulders letting it fall to the floor. His kissing moved down to his chest and nipples as he tugged lightly on each one with his mouth, Daniel's head fell back and he moaned in pleasure feeling his shorts and underwear dropping around his ankles. He kicked them off and kissed Jordan on the mouth and began taking his shirt off, Daniel's mouth wandered down to Jordan's chest as he licked and kissed over the tattoos and gently took the left nipple in his mouth lightly sucking. Jordan's hand positioned around the back of Daniel's head holding him in place until he moved to the right nipple, Daniel's hands roamed over the muscled arms of Jordan then around his torso, as he sank lower on to his knees his hands unbuttoned Jordan's shorts exposing his underwear and the raging erection contained within. His fingers slipped inside the elastic banding of Jordan's underwear slowly pushing them down freeing the cock from it's confinement. Daniel's tongue circled around the head of Jordan's cock, his lips slipping over the exposed head until it disappeared into his mouth, gently he sucked and licked. Jordan had both hands behind Daniel's head as he looked up to the ceiling with a feeling desire, he felt the air around the head of his cock and Daniel's tongue worked down the shaft to his balls, licking and sucking on them as Jordan moaned and gasped in delight. Daniel began to work his way slowly back up the towards Jordan's neck using kisses and light bites, as hear neared the neck he tingled all over as Jordan's muscled arms wrapped around his body lifting him off the ground. Jordan kissed Daniel as he lifted and carried Daniel on to the bed, without releasing his hold he lowered Daniel gently down on to his back and his head sank in the pillows from Jordan's continued kissing. Daniel arched his back moaning in to Jordan's mouth as his cock was already pushing to be inside him. He let out another moan and grabbed around Jordan's neck harder thinking it would help ease the pain caused by the remnant of the early morning love making. The kissing was acting like a drug causing his hole to relax and gladly accept Jordan's cock as it slipped all the way in. The motion of Jordan's undulating hips connecting their bodies looked like perfectly crafted machinery, tuned to the right speed and intensity Jordan held Daniel and Daniel held Jordan. Connected via their mouths, cock and arse there was no prising the lovers apart, Daniel so lost in Jordan shut everything out around him. Daniel felt a biological urge for Jordan in his current romantic trance, Jordan continued the steady hypnotic rhythm in his hips. Jordan's body tensed and his hips slammed in hard up against Daniel who moaned in a height of sensuality, he felt Jordan penetrate him hard and deep as the cock pulsed inside his body, the flood of warmth spreading inside his arse and his lover planted his seed. The ceiling fan silently went about it's job blowing a refreshing breeze on to their naked bodies, still very much holding each other they rolled on their sides. Jordan's cock was still buried deep in Daniel, their kissing resumed and caressing each other all over their bodies they bonded falling deeper in love. Jordan still aroused flipped Daniel on his back as the finely tuned machine got to work again continuing their love making, a scene repeated over and over until 4am. Both exhausted wrapped in each others arms they kissed until sleep could no longer be held at bay. They were woken by the sounds of Anderson preparing breakfast on the veranda, Daniel looked at the bedside clock it was already 10am, his arse felt sore and he lost count of how many times they had made love. He looked at Jordan who was still sleepy then kissed him on the lips as he tried to extract himself the tangled arms but Jordan held firm and gave Daniel a deep kiss before releasing him. Daniel hopped off the bed and headed for a shower, Jordan was right behind him and turned the water temperature to cold to wake him up and give Daniel a startle which sure enough woke him up. No sooner were they out of the bedroom and on the veranda the room attendant popped in a changed the bed linen and tidied up. It was past 11am before they wandered down to the beach and found Nicky, Kit, Steve and Callum sitting at the waters edge chatting. Nicky looked up "We were wondering when you two might make an appearance". Callum never one for mixing words chipped in "I thought you were having a quiet night in?" everyone one chuckled. "Very funny, are we the brunt end of the jokes today?" Daniel didn't wait and dived in followed by Jordan. Nicky watched them before turning to the group "I think someone got worn out last night" they all laughed. "They certainly look knackered" Steve responded. Cael arrived with 6 fruit crushes just as Jordan and Daniel finished their swim, catching Jordan's eye he gave him a wink and big smile before disappearing back to the beach bar. "Does everyone know?" Jordan looked at them all. "Know what?" they all chimed in unison then laughed. Daniel threw his hands up laughing "Okay, so what we made love until we fell asleep". "Told you he was walking funny" Nicky said to the others "Good job Jordan" saluting him as everyone burst out laughing. Daniel felling totally embarrassed but at the same time wanting to shout his love for Jordan so everyone knew. The day seemed to float by, Daniel and Jordan fell asleep on their sunbeds and woke up when they were called by Kit at 5pm to join them for a drink. They hadn't decided on what to do for dinner so Daniel suggested Bajan at the Windward Palms, he noticed Steve and Callum look at each other realising they were probably alarmed as it wasn't cheap. He stood up telling them that this would be Salinger's treat as he walked over to the bar and spoke to Cael for 10 minutes, Daniel returned and Cael headed off towards the Windward Palms. It was a good 20 minutes before Cael returned and gave the thumbs up to Daniel, who in turn relayed for everyone to meet at 7.30 at the restaurant bar. As it was already just gone 6pm the group dispersed and headed off to their room and suites to get ready for dinner. Callum sat on the end of bed waiting for Steve to finish getting ready, his biggest decision was what shirt he should wear. Steve looked over at Callum "What's the matter Cal?" asking as his buttoned his shirt. Callum looked up "Sad we have to leave tomorrow, this has been the most amazing holiday". "It has been fabulous and so strange in some ways, but this place is way out of our budget" he rubbed Cal's head. Callum kissed his hand "We would have to save up for a few years I guess if we wanted to". "Danny has been so generous and I hope that he will keep in touch" Steve was standing at the door waiting. Callum stood to join him "I still can't believe we have dinner again with Nicky". Steve laughed "I am going to watch all her films when we get back". They left the room shortly before 7.30pm and walked across the pool terrace bumping into Nicky and Kit, walking together towards the Windward Palms they found a seat in the bar area and ordered a drink whilst waiting for Daniel and Jordan to arrive. They sat there chatting about many things but Steve wanted to ask her a burning question. "Nicky which one of the films did you really love doing?" Steve asked. She looked at him "hmmm, wasn't a film but I got really engrossed in Big Little Lies". Callum interrupted "Loved it and you had some pretty hot steamy bits in that" he giggled. Kit laughed "So you have seen her naked then" they all laughed trying to keep it quiet. Nicky looked at both of them "So boys, I know you don't owe us anything but can we assume discretion?". Kit spoke up "What ever goes on between us stays only within our group?". Steve and Callum looked at each other "Goes without saying Nicky, Kit. We have enjoyed your company" Steve replied. "Well I hope you will continue to enjoy so and become friends" Nicky smiled at them both. "Serious?" Callum sat up in his chair. "Absolutely, the fact that you kept Danny's identity from Jordan showed you are discreet" Nicky sipped her drink. Jordan and Daniel arrived shortly after 7.40pm apologising for the delay to which Nicky asked if they had been at it again, Daniel shook his head in disbelief before proclaiming he was no nymphomaniac laughing with the others. The Maître D came over and asked if they were ready and escorted the group out on to the terrace and down the steps on to the beach. There surrounded by flaming lanterns was a table for six set up with two waiters. Daniel smiled "I thought we would dine on the beach in private" as the others cooed. "Perfectly amazing" Jordan said and kissed Daniel. Dinner with the Bajan group as they now called themselves, was simply exquisite. The food was delicious, the wine well winey and the company exemplary. They sat listening to the surf gently lapping on shore, Steve and Callum both very emotional that this was their last night, Steve stood up and pinged his glass for silence. "Several toasts I think, firstly to friendship, trust and discretion the Bajan group". He continued "Secondly to Jordan and Danny on their new life" another sip "Third to Nicky and Kit for just being nice". He topped up all the glasses "Last to Danny his kindness allowed us to experience this" he waved his arm at the hotel. They created themselves a WhatsApp group so they could all keep in touch, as much as everyone enjoyed the evening it was tinged with the sadness that two of them would be leaving so quickly. Walking back to the hotel Callum told Jordan that their limo would leave at 3pm Jordan asked Daniel if they could do lunch, just the six of them at their suite before the boys left. He thought it would a great idea, Nicky and Kit said they would love to come but had to bring the kids but they would be fine in the pool. Daniel and Jordan arrived back in their suite, kissing as they undressed until both naked. Jordan lifted Daniel up and carried him to bed where they laid in each others arms until they both fell asleep.

Might as well post mine too

I disagree, in that sex is completely defined by male and female, penis and vagina. Sex exists because of reproduction. If you want to have a man inside you, you are having a desire that is female by definition. When the man fucks and seeds you, he is using you as a female. Your lower intestine only gives him the pleasure necessary for breeding to the extent that it approximates a vagina. By penetrating you, he defines you as the female whether or not either of you likes the idea. It’s a plain fact of sexual dimorphism, not a preference that’s subject to will or whim. It’s also not a question of demeanor. Rightly or wrongly, males with mostly female personalities can penetrate males who closely resemble normal men. But I guess a sort of sexism leads many fags to deny that they feel like girls and function as girls when it comes to sex. Personally, I’m grateful to have my maleness defeated and nullified by the men who take me. I want them to feel dominion over my receptive body and fuck my cunt as if their seed could really put a baby in me.

Part 6 Benji could feel the massive load of cum slosh around in his ass as Robert’s cock remained hard in his unprotected hole. David watched Benji get fucked thinking with all the loads he had taken through out the night's party they he not only lost his virginity, he lost his innocence to Tina and he would eventually lose his health to the virus loaded seamen he was willingly and asking the men to ‘inject’ into him. Robert was just the latest to give Benji what he needed (cock filling his hungry ass, and cum flooding his ass) along with HIV. Benji was surprised that Robert’s cock was still hard as he continued to be fucked by the now dominant man. With every thrust Robert delivered Benji would push back into as he milked they last drop of cum from the cock invading his body. David was familiar with Robert’s ability as a power top, he could cum multiple times and each dirty load was big and potent. David didn’t have to ask as he leaned toward Benji to say, “Do you want some more of Robert's cum? Cause ready or not he's going to breed your ass again.” David then kissed the teen as he got fucked by another man then said, “I can’t wait to get you back to my place and fuck you again and again.” Benji was a little surprised by David’s words, but by the way Robert’s cock felt inside his ass, he knew the fuck wasn’t ending anytime soon. Robert was going to fuck and fill his ass for ass long as he wanted and Benji had no say in the matter. While maintaining he steady pace of fucking Robert told the newbie, “Damn Benji, you’ve got a great hole. I’d like to explore it some more. We’re going to have to spend a weekend together, just you, me and Tina.” David still making out with Benji as he broke off the his to whisper, “Damn you’re lucky. Robert only likes to spend weekends with a nice piece of ass. He can be very generous with bottoms he likes.” Benji had no real idea of what David was talking about, but that would be explained later as he concentrated on the cock pistoning in and out of his body. After all that he’d experienced over the last few hours he knew he’d be searching for cock and cum. Benji tightened his ass around Robert’s cock in an attempt to get his load. Upon feeling the teen’s ass starting to milk his 8” titanium rod Robert commented, “DAYUM BOY! YOU’RE NEEDY FOR MORE CUM. FUCK I CAN’T HOLD BACK, TAKE MY DIRTY SEED BITCH!” Robert flooded the teen’s ass once again, anointing it with another load of potent poz cum. The mixture of all the loads he’d taken being churned within him, the virus already worked into the abused walls of his ass allowing it to start infiltrating every party of his body. As much as Robert would’ve enjoyed to continue to breed the newbie, he knew that John was waiting to fuck the twink. John was always the last to try out a new piece of ass. This fuck was very important to David. If John enjoys Benji’s ass and the fact that he’s only 18, was a virgin and still in high school it could get him $500. Robert pulled his still hard cock from Benji’s ass, pushed the teen to his knees as he waved his cum covered cock in font of the kid’s face. Benji seemed to understand what was expected of him as he went down on Robert’s tool cleaning the assimilated cum and his ass juices. Remembering the blow job he gave Robert he got fucked, Benji took the man’s cock into his throat and held it there knowing how much that would please the top man. Immediately when Robert felt the twink’s throat wrapped around his still sensitive cock he couldn't hold back. He felt his balls boil over as new began to fire a third load, but this was going directly into Benji’s stomach. Benji felt the cock within in his throat expand and then throb as it derived its payload. Robert pulled back wanting to give the hungry teen a taste of his seed. As his mouth filled up with Robert's load he was told, “Damn boy you’re really good. Now savor my cum. Enjoy the taste before you swallow.” David was impressed at what just happened. He leaned in and told his discovery, “You’re making me proud. Your first night, you’ve taken you cock lie a fish takes to water. You’ve learned that a good bottom will have cock from anyone, a good bottom gets fucked bareback and wants the top to breed him, a good bottom will clean off a top's cock and a good bottom will swallow a top's load. You’ve become a good, cum slut bottom.” Once David was done telling Benji how proud he was at his becoming a cum slut, Robert told Benji he could swallow his cum. After swallowing down what was in his mouth after which Robert pulled the cum swallowing teen to his feet, giving him a kiss and telling him, “I am definitely going to have you to myself for an entire weekend.” David took Benji by the arm leading him into the house. They went directly to one of the bedrooms where John Edward Rutherford was waiting. On the way David handed Benji the now, all too familiar pipe. Benji blew some impressive clouds as David told him, “Benji, I know you had fun tonight at the party. I know you’re going to want to come back here but the get party. So, I want you to be sure to please John I every way he asks. Be sure to thank him for everything he gives you, if he has you suck his cock, you thank him for allowing you to suck his cock. When he fucks you, you thank him and tell him how big his cock is, how you’re going to make him feel good, tell him your hole is there for his pleasure. And be sure to beg him for his cum, beg him for his gift, ask him to breed you, and I want you to ask for his DNA and tell him you want him to knock you up, get you pregnant. You do all that he’ll be so impressed he’ll let you come to our next party.” Before entering the room David had the newbie repeat the instructions. David knew he was taking a chance with the last two, especially adding ttyl get pregnant and knocked up, but if the naïve twink figured it out of was too late to do anything about it. In his drugged up mind the kid was clueless. He have Benji a deep kiss, told him, “Enjoy yourself. I’ll see you after John is done with you. I’m going to get our clothes so when your due we can go back to my place and fuck.” Benji knocked on the door to hear John say, “Come in.” Benji entered the room still bleeding clouds which David knew John would like seeing the novice crystal addict getting tweaked. John took the well packed pipe and torch from the teen and proceeded to have his own hit as Benji let out his latest cloud. Once John was satisfied his lungs were filled with adequate amount of Tina he set the pipe down. John leaned in toward Benji just as he had emptied his lungs. Placing his mouth over the twink’s he waited until the teen had to take in a breath and exhaled the Tina he was holding in his lungs. Benji eagerly sucked the Tina from John’s mouth as the two began to kiss with John pushing his tongue into the tweaked out teen’s mouth. As the kiss finally broke off and Benji was able to blow out a huge cloud, he remembered David’s instructions, “Thank you John for the shotgun.” John let the newbie in his arms before kissing him again, “You’re welcome. Your name is Benji?” Benji nodded and answered, . “Yes sir.” John liked hearing him say ‘sir’ as he let the newbie know, “I’ve heard nothing but good things about you from a number of my guests. If you serve me as well as you’ve served our members we’ll have you come back again. I know number of members that already want to ‘see’ you again.” Benji house they what John ment by the way he said ‘see him again’ that the members he met tonight would want to fuck him again. John then asked Benji about his age, was hi rent still in high shop, his previous sexual experience, his family, and friends. As he finished up his questioning me pushed Benji to his knees allowing him to try out the newbie mouth & throat. He’d heard the newbie was eager too please with his holes, now it was time to try the out. Benji looked up at John thinking about David’s instructions and asked, “May I please suck your cock sir?” John love that he asked for permission to suck his cock and replied, “Of course you can suck my cock.” Before Benji took John’s cock into his mouth he said, “Thank you sir for letting me suck your cock.” Benji then took all of John’s semi hard cock into his mouth and quickly down his throat as you grew within his mouth. He held it in his throat as long as possible as John felt the pleasure of Benji’s throat. John immediate felt his cock start to leak a steady stream of pre cum directly into the teen’s gut. Benji then bobbed his had up so that he could get a breath of air before he went down again letting John’s cock back into his throat. John was enjoying the head Benji was providing. He let the kid work his cock for a while longer before he looked down and commented, “You really know how you suck dick. Now I’m going to fuck and breed you.” With the tip of John'’s cock still in his mouth saying, “Thank you for the compliment. I want you to use my ass for your pleasure.” John pulled Benji to his feet, kissed him again and told him, “Climb on the bed and get on your back.” Benji quickly complied as John climbed between his legs, placing his legs on his shoulders and lined his cock up with Benji’s hole. Benji was in position where he was able to pushed against John as John was ready to push into the twink as Benji moaned and said, “Thank you for fucking me.” John took control over and slid the entire length of his 8.5” cock balls deep into the tweaking teen. Benji was thankful for all the cum that other men had deposited inside him help lube John’s way inside. Once he was fully inside and felt the warmth and tightness of the newbie’s well fucked ass he said, “Your ass feels incredible. I heard you were a needy bitch, and with all the cum you’ve got inside you. I love fucking a newbie ass that is full of cum. It’s allows me to work all those loads deeper into your body where they will become part of you.” Benji replied, “Oh yes, your cock is so big, so hard, so deep inside me. Fuck me, breed me, give me your load, cum inside me. I need the gift of your cum, knock me up, impregnate me, give me your DNA.” John loved hearing everything Benji was saying as he began to repeat the things David asked him to say. John pushed his bottom’s legs back a little further giving him better access to his ass that allowed him to go deeper inside the teen. Feeling John’s dick go about an inch deeper caused Benji to moan out in pleasure and pain. Throughout the fuck, Benji keep asking John up breed him in so many different ways that when he was ready to deliver his poz cum he asked the teen, “Do you really want to get pregnant, you want to be knocked up. You’ve got so much dirty cum inside you there’s no way you can escape the inevitable.” Benji wondered for a brief moment on what John said thinking to sex ed class ave the dangers of unprotected, but that thought was out of his head as soon as John rammed his cock inside him deep and yelled out, “FUCK WHAT A GREAT ASS. TAKE MY DIRT CUM YOU FILTHY CUM WHORE!!” John worked his cock inside Benji until it was too soft to keep inside his all fucked ass. Benji was quick to say, “Thank you for fucking me and thank you the gift of your cum.” John laughed to himself when he answered, “Your welcome for the fuck and did the gift I'’ve given you.” Once there was enough room for Benji to move he immediately moved in to clean off John’s cock surprising the dominant man. John’s cock began to get had again as Benji sucked it clean. John put his hand on his cock sucker head as the teen sucked the top’s cock into his throat multiple times. John didn’t hold back and quickly have Benji his load to swallow. Once his mouth was full he held the load I his mouth, savoring the flavor before swallowing it down. Then he told John, “Thank you for the tasty treat.”

Part 6 David stood there watching Sam breeding the newbie and commenting, “Now what’s what I like to see, the birth of a new cum slut.” Benji smiled at the statement, be knew he was letting guys he just and barely knew cum inside him. There was something in the back of his head that said he shouldn’t be doing this, this was something risky, dangerous that he needed to be afraid of, but the cock in his ass felt so good distracting him from those thoughts as Sam pulled his softening cock out. Now empty again and in need of his cock, David helped Benji up off the table he’d been laying against as he got fucked by the let two guys. David put his arms around the green and told him, “I’ve got a few more guys I want you to meet, then what do you say we go back to my place?” Benji smiled at the two embraced and kissed before he answered, “That sounds good to me, I really want you to fuck me again.” David was ready to breed this tweaked out twink again and share his ass with some of his other friends that were not part of this party group. Benji was so fucked up my the drugs he had no real idea of what he was doing. David knew eventually the naïve twink would figure it out, it would be too late to do anything about it. With all the poz cum he already has inside his well fucked the virus was already in his blood stream, infiltrating every part of his body. As David directed Benji to his next cock he was getting hard thinking about how Benji was going to react when he realized what had really happened when he was drugged up and getting fucked. He knew once the twink was over the initial shock of his pozzing, his needs would consume him and he’d be back for more, the boys this group converts like this can’t resist their needs, the need for the drugs, the need to be fucked and the need to be bred. David introduced Benji to Andre. Andre was black, in his mid 40's, much taller than the twink at 6’4” and a solid build. Benji we immediately memorized by Andre’s stature. He immediately knew his place with this more dominant man. Andre looked down at the twink he was about to breed. This was going to be all ‘business’, just a quick ‘pump-n-dump’. Andrew spun Benji around, grabbed him by the waist, lined up his hard cock and rammed all 11” of his big black cock inside the teen's ass. Benji wasn’t prepared for the type of fucking Andre liked, but he needed to know that some men are going to just use him for a quick fuck. David could see the look of pain adpnd pleasure as Andre pounded away. David asked, “How’s that hole feel Andre?” Andre answered as he approached his impending orgasm, “Nice, just right. I needed a slut like this to top of my night. You know how I like my white boys.” David then leaned when and asked Benji, “And how does the tweaked up twink like that big black cock?” Benji couldn't keep from moaning with every thrust as he struggled to answer, “It feels like I’m being split in two.” When Andre heard that from the twink he couldn’t hold back, “Fuck yeah, that’s what I like to hear was I breed my white boy slut.” He slammed in one last time so deep his cock went deeper that Benji had been fucked that night as he deposited his dirty cum inside the twink. Andre was a huge cummer and this load was no exception. Even after he was done cumming Andre kept pumping his cock inside Benji churning the seed that was still inside him. As fast Andre had rammed his cock inside and fucked Benji his cock was pulled out. Being satisfied with having another load inside him Benji managed a smile. Not giving him anytime David ushered him off up his next fuck. As they walked David told Benji, “You’ve only have two more of the members you’ve got to meet. I’m sure you went disappoint them and will do as your told.” They walked up to a 50’ish man with some grey in his hair. David said, “Robert, this is Benji.” Robert looked Benji up and down, before addressing David and all but ignoring the teen standing before him, “You think he can take all of me?” David answered him, “I confident he’ll try hard to accommodate you as your want.” Robert placed his hands on Benji’s shoulders telling him as he pushed the teen down, “Get me hard, show me how much you want my cock and load inside your ass.” Once Benji was in his knee he swallowed Robert’s semi hard cock and began suck on it the best way he knew how. It quickly grew bigger and was more than what could fit I his mouth. As it reached the entrance to his throat he knew that cock was going into his throat one way or another. Robert had already made the decision for his cock sucker when he placed a have on the back of Benji’s head as he began to take more of the cock into his mouth. He vaguely heard Robert tell him to take a deep breath as it was nearing the back of his mouth. He quickly sucked in as much air as the could through his nose as his head was forced down. Robert's cock now filling his throat as his air way was cut off. Robert looked down the teen kneeling before him saying, “Damn, his throat feels great and he’s not gagging. That’s it, massage my cock with your throat.” Robert’s cock had reached it’s full 8” hardness as it snaked down Benji’s throat as the cock remained in his throat leaking his pre cum directly into his stomach. Robert was ready to fuck. He looked upon his cock sucker knowing he was getting desperate for air, “Oh, fuck! If your ass is as good as you’re throat, we’re going to have to party just the two of us.” Robert pulled his cock from Benji’s throat, pulled him to his feet, turned him so that he had access to his ass and lined his cock up with he twink’s hole. Benji felt the hard fuck rod against his and before Robert could push into the teen, he pushed back impaling himself on Robert's cock. Robert took this advantage of the newbie’s hunger and began to fuck him slow and steady. He wanted to enjoy this fuck and he was enjoying the newbie’s ass. David for another good piece of ass for the group. David said to Benji as he watched them fuck, “Robert is going to give you a gift. He going to fill your ass with his cum. He’s going to give you the gift of his cum. You want him to breed you don’t you.” His thoughts were automatic as he began to beg, “Give me your gift, the gift of your cum, breed me.” He repeated this over and over as Robert continued to piston in and out of the twink. Robert was so turned on so much from Benji's begging he 7 uldn’t hold back as he began to fill Benji’s hole.

I never understood the stigma against dads and sons that have sex. I actually find it very beautiful when a willing father and son break the barriers of "public opinion" and are able to sexually express their love for each other. Just my two cents!!

Naked nights at Vault139 on Thursday evenings are good if you're wanting as much loads fucked up you as possible.

Part 55 - Big Tipper Steven walked into the restaurant with Ryan, both dressed for their shift. “Steven!” the manager called out as soon as he walked in the back door to the restaurant and made it half way through the kitchen. “Uh, oh. What did you do?” asked Ryan with a grin. Steven walked into the manager’s office and said “Hello, sir. You wanted to see me?” “Janice is out sick today, I’m going to need you to wait tables tonight” the manager said without even looking up from the papers he was working on. “OK, that won’t be a problem” Steven responded, trying to hide his elation. He always made good tips when he got to wait tables and while he only did it occasionally, it made for a good change of pace. The night was busy for a Tuesday, but that made it fly by. He knew with one less person around he would have to serve, clean and deliver food all on his own. About half way through, a well dressed middle aged man walked through the door and asked for a table away from the other patrons. The manager seated Mr. Snyder in the corner and walked over to Steven. “Every one else is busy, take table 14. It’s a party of one. The gentleman is very particular, so don’t fuck it up” the manager told Steven sternly. Steven quickly walked over to the table and did his introduction and explained the specials of the day before asking what he would like to drink. After taking the drink order, he cleared the other place settings away and went to the bar where the bartender already had the bottle waiting for him. “Is this for me?” Steven asked Ari, the bartender. “Yeah, he comes in once a week and always orders the same bottle of wine and only drinks half of it. He’s demanding but he tips well if you don’t make any mistakes” Ari said. Steven presented the bottle before opening it and once Mr. Snyder nodded, he corked it and poured a small sample in the glass for him to taste. Once he got an approval, Steven poured the rest of the glass and set the bottle down and took the man’s order. He served each course, making sure there was just enough time that Mr. Snyder didn’t feel rushed and wasn’t waiting too long. As Ari had mentioned, Mr. Snyder drank just a little more than half of the bottle and he skipped dessert. Steven presented the check and when he went back to collect it, Mr. Snyder told him “You did an excellent job, my boy. I left you a little something for your hard work.” Steven walked away and saw that there was exact change for the meal and a $50 tip inside along with a note. Steven’s mind raced back to the night he met Mark, Joe and Kyle and Mark leaving his phone number inside and his rollercoaster life since then. He pulled Ryan aside and showed him the note: “I would like to see you tonight after work. I can be very generous. Silver Escalade @ 10:15pm will drive you to me and then home later.” “What do you think?” asked Steven. “I only know of one other waiter he has asked, so he must really like you” Ryan replied. “What happened to him?” Steven asked quietly. “He quit a few days later and I never saw him again” answered Ryan with a worried look in his eyes. “I don’t mind doing something like that occasionally. I don’t even know what he means by generous, other than money. Fifty dollars is pretty good on an eighty dollar bill. I know that Joe makes good money getting paid for sex, but I don’t want to do that all the time. I want you, not some older rich guy” Steven said to Ryan. “Well, you could use the money. Maybe go see what he wants and tell him what your rules are. Maybe he just wants some hot guy on his arm for events and not for sex” Ryan said. “Ok, but if you get a text message from me later, please come rescue me” Steven said. Steven went into the restroom after his shift and washed himself down, trying to be as fresh as he could be after working a shift in a restaurant. He left out the back door as usual and came around the front of the building at exactly 10:15 PM. Sitting in front of the restaurant was a new Silver SUV. As he approached, the driver got out and opened the rear door for him. Steven got in and the door was closed. There was a divider between the front and rear seats and the little window was closed. He sat back as the truck pulled away and drove towards the expensive part of town. Steven looked down at his phone and saw a message from Ryan “Good luck. txt me if u need me.” Steven took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a few minutes until he felt the truck stop. He looked forward and saw two large metal gates open and then they drove through and up to the front of a large mansion. The driver opened the door and Steven got out. The driver escorted him to the front door, never saying a word. As the driver turned and walked away, the door opened and there stood Mr. Snyder in a plush bathrobe. “I’m glad you decided to take me up on my offer, Steven. Come in” said Mr. Snyder. They walked through the foyer and then left into a large room. It was huge, with a large antique desk on one side, bookshelves all around, and a set of three leather couches set in a “U” set in front of a large fireplace. The room was about four times the entire apartment he shared with Kyle and Joe. “So, this is what I would like to propose to you, Steven. I have needs and I prefer to have them met by younger men, like yourself. I am discerning and probably demanding” Mr. Snyder said as he walked around looking closely at every part of Steven’s body and using his right index finger to trace the curves on his face, chest and ass. “Yes, sir” Steven replied. Mr. Snyder moved his finger to his lips, indicating he wanted Steven to remain quiet. “I prefer my partners to be quiet and do what I say. I am not an abusive man and I do not care for violence in any form. I know what I like and I demand that a partner follows my directions. For each meeting, I will pay you one thousand dollars. If at any point in time I feel you no longer satisfy my needs, I will stop requesting you. My driver will always pick you up and return you to your home. You are not to talk to anyone about our meetings. If I hear even the slightest comment that you have been visiting me, you will wish we had never met. Understand?” “Yes, sir” Steven responded. His mind was a flurry of activity. How would he tell Mr. Snyder that he was poz? Everything was vague and other than no violence, he had no idea what activities he wanted to do. “Good. We will call tonight an interview, where I will see if we work well together. I will pay you and if you please me, then we will continue if you agree. Now, please remove your clothes and let me see your body” Mr. Snyder said. Steven removed his tie and laid it on the back of a nearby chair. He removed his shirt and folded it, placing it over the tie. He took his shoes off and placed them next to the chair and followed with removing his pants, socks and underwear. His active sex life had shredded any anxiety that he used to have about undressing in front of other men. The days of hiding in the back corner of the high school locker room for gym class were far behind him. Steven stood there in the room. He had stood tall while still being relaxed. A confidence surrounded him and he realized how much more at ease with himself he was compared to six months earlier. Mr. Snyder circled again, examining his naked body like a collector would examine a new statue. He felt Mr. Snyder hold and caress his cock and balls before moving behind him and doing the same with his ass. A hand reached around and brushed over his nipples and Steven could feel the hot breath on his neck. “I like your body. Youthful but not childish. I see you are not shy about letting other men appreciate it. Men should not be ashamed of the human form. It can provide so much pleasure whether just visually or more physically” he said softly into Steven’s ear. Steven tensed slightly as Mr. Snyder’s hands roamed over his ass and Steven knew that he must have felt the change in texture on his skin from the scarring from his branding. Nothing was said though, and Steven actually wished that Mr. Snyder would bring it up before they went much farther. Instead, Mr. Snyder took his hand and led him over to one of the leather sofas and then stood several feet in front of Steven. There was a new urgency in his movements as he removed his robe and stepped out of his slippers, tossing the robe on the opposite sofa. Mr. Snyder stood there, naked, looking back at Steven. Steven examined him and built a mental profile for him. He stood nearly six feet tall, with a slender body with groomed body hair over his chest and down the center towards his navel and then to a trimmed bush surrounding a very average cut cock. His manicured fingernails and perfectly trimmed hair cut a few years off his middle fifties age. Other than the body hair, there were no other adornments anywhere on his body. There was no jewelry of any kind nor any tattoos. Their staring match at an end, Mr. Snyder moved across and pulled Steven in tight. Their lips touched and Mr. Snyder’s hands caressed Steven’s back. Steven let Mr. Snyder lead, just like he had explained earlier. The kisses lacked any sort of real passion but still aroused his cock and soon Steven’s shaft was nudging Mr. Snyder’s balls. Steven started to move his hands up and down Mr. Snyder’s back and received a “light grunt” showing Mr. Snyder’s displeasure. He left his hands on the elder man’s lower back and waited for the next instruction. A hand soon wrapped around his cock, tugging on it and feeling out its full length. This time the verbal cue was that of appreciation. Mr. Snyder slowly lowered himself to the floor, kneeling on a large woven rug. He licked and nibbled down Steven’s body and paused at his nipples for a minute and then his tongue descended towards Steven’s stiff, upwardly pointing cock. Mr. Snyder licked the tip, tasting the sweat from Steven’s hours of waiting tables and the drop of precum that was now forming at the piss slit. Steven looked down at the rich and powerful man that was now his cocksucker. He noticed that Mr. Snyder did not use his hands to guide his cock into his mouth, but instead used only his lips, tongue and mouth. The angle of his cock, pushed the head along the roof of Mr. Snyder’s mouth and then into his throat. Most guys that had sucked Steven’s cock had worked down to the base in little steps. Mr. Snyder took it all in one slow motion right away. After gripping the tip with his throat muscles and milking some precum into his throat, Mr. Snyder began moving in and out, pulling back almost to the head and then back down. His tongue explored each part of Steven’s cock and Steven closed his eyes, letting his benefactor service his rod. Steven wondered what was next and was preparing to suck Mr. Snyder’s cock when suddenly he moved back, letting Steven’s cock pop out of his mouth and spring upwards. Mr. Snyder moved on to the couch, kneeling on it with his ass facing out. “Rim me, boy” Mr. Snyder commanded. Surprised, Steven turned around and crouched down, pulling the lightly hairy mounds apart as he licked up from the low hanging, shaved balls up to the puckered hole. He wasn’t expecting to rim the taller, older man, but he dove in and used every trick he knew to pleasure Mr. Snyder’s hole. His tongue dug deep and he made sure that there was plenty of spit getting forced inside. Steven didn’t know if he was going to fuck Mr. Snyder or if it would be the other way around, but he figured he should be prepared either way. The grunts and comments of “Aaah, yes. Just like that” told Steven he was doing a decent job. Without knowing what to do next, he kept up chewing and tongue fucking what seemed to be an appreciative hole. His tongue started to get weak from the workout and Mr. Snyder sensed it and made his next command “Fuck me, boy.” Steven, panicked. How could he tell Mr. Snyder that he was poz. How could he ask for a condom. The rules were to stay quiet, but he couldn’t just stealth the man. He decided to say as few words as possible and simply asked “Condom?” “UUUGHH. Shush, boy. I only fuck bare” Mr. Snyder said exasperatingly. Steven knew that he couldn’t say anything more or there wouldn’t be a second visit. He stood up and lubed his cock up with spit, the head already shiny from the precum that had been dripping for a while. He dripped more spit on the tip of his cock as it rested at the entrance to Mr. Snyder’s pussy. Pressing in, he felt a surprisingly tight hole that slowly gave way until the head of his cock popped inside the ring. He heard a reassuring “Aaaahhh” from Mr. Snyder and began rocking his hips, plunging deeper and deeper each time. Steven worked up the pace and veracity of his thrust, using his hands to grip Mr. Snyder’s hips. When he felt himself getting close, he would slow down and start to think of anything to distract his mind away from breeding Mr. Snyder with his toxic seed. When the feeling would pass, he would start fucking harder again and he realized it really turned him on to be fucking a rich, powerful daddy with his very infectious cock. After several cycles of “fast and hard” and “slow and short” Steven knew the inevitable was close at hand, but he was unprepared for Mr. Snyder to start milking his cock and thrusting back to meet his inward strokes. “Oh fuck!” Steven muttered quietly but it was obvious that Mr. Snyder heard his comment. Instead of chastising him, Mr. Snyder yelled out “Oh god yes! Breed my ass!” Not wanting to disappoint or irritate with more comments or questions, he began hammering Mr. Snyder’s ass. His body was slamming in, forcing Mr. Snyder into the back of the couch. Sweat was dripping on to the sofa and precum was dripping from Mr. Snyder’s cock all over the leather cushion. Steven moved his hands to Mr. Snyder’s shoulders and pulled himself in deep. He felt the throb of his cock as the first spurt of charged cum pumped into the now sloppy chute. Steven could feel his balls pump the second, third and fourth shots. The subsequent ropes of poz cum were smaller and less explosive, but just as infectious. Once the last pulse was over, Steven began to slowly fuck in and out, feeling his cock surrounded by a pool of poisonous cum. He felt his cock finally start to soften and he slowly pulled out. He was unsure of what to do next. He didn’t want to go grab his underwear to wipe his cock clean and yet it seemed improbable that Mr. Snyder was going to suck his cock clean. He was wrong though, Mr. Snyder climbed off the couch and started to lick all of the cum and ass juice off of Steven’s cock and balls. He was methodical and thorough, making sure that no drop of Steven’s deadly cum was not inside of him either orally or anally. He finally stood and looked at Steven and said “Thank you, Steven. That was exactly what I needed. It has been way too long since I was properly bred.” He walked over and grabbed his robe from the sofa and wrapped it around himself. Steven took the cue to walk over to the chair and start dressing. As he finished tying his shoes, Mr. Snyder approached and handed him a stack of hundred dollar bills. “I think that went quite well and I hope you are amenable to meeting again. If so, could you leave me a number where I can reach you?” Mr. Snyder asked. Steven nodded and Mr. Snyder walked over to the desk, pulling a small piece of paper from a tray and handing a Mont Blanc pen to Steven. Steven chuckled at how old school this was. Normally he would just text his number, but he wrote his cell number down, leaving the rest of the paper empty. The ride back to the restaurant was just as quiet as the ride earlier to Mr. Snyder’s house. Steven wondered if he should stay quiet about the poz load that he had given Mr. Snyder or if he should figure out a way to let him know before it was too late. His phone buzzed and he looked at it, expecting a message from Ryan asking if he was ok. It was a message from Mr. Snyder - “Thank you again. I look forward to the next time.” He texted back “You’re welcome. I do too.”

Breeding and seeding this hot young collage boy. He was in tears as I ripped his hole wide open with one balls deep thrust but I was gentle and calmed him down as I plowed his hole. Filling him repeatedly with my hot toxic cum. By the time I was done it was leaking from his hole so I fucked him one last time to ensure no more would leak out. Once done he dressed in his nylon track pants and UVM sweat shirt for his run back to his dorm room. Enjoy the gift boy and see you Sunday for another hard deep breeding.

Love to hang out there. Do those older Latin daddies ever breed older white pussy? Love old video stores and the thought of being in that drivein majes me wet!

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Apps, in my experience are a complete waste. There is always one parameter you don't meet. I used to have great luck on gay.com and a4a years ago, but no more. Face to face ie: baths, bars, abs is the only thing I will invest time in. I have deleted all the apps. In my opinion, the only thing that could salvage the app arena is some kind of feedback system, so you know, from a 3rd party, what the guy is all about. That would also take care of the invite only or other ways of "screening" posts. My biggest pet peeve is all the fake shit. Close up pics that show 2sq inches of skin, pics that are 20 years old, etc. A feed back system would take care of all that. The downside, obviously, would be trolls. Perhaps, you couldn't leave feedback till you had a minimum number of feedbacks on you. I really miss the chat aspect of the original gay.com. it was by far the best site I have ever used. The various rooms were awsome, where like minded people could get together. The first time I logged on to gay.com, I was out on a hookup within 20 minutes, and I live far from any city. Nothing has come close since. Just my 2 shekels... good luck.

Alex turns her head to the side, and the first guy jabs at her face with a somewhat small but extremely hard cock. She opens her mouth, allowing him to thrust into her. His hand drops down and clenches in her hair as he thrusts. As I watch, I continue to grind my cock into her asshole as Mr Silver skillfully toys with her clit. It doesn't take this first guy long to spray into her face, nor does it take long for Silver to coax the first of many orgasms from her either. I look up, and find myself looking at the tall black muscle boy, the first man we talked to in the beginning of the evening. He grins at me, 'Well well well! I don't think I've ever seen a Trans boy here before!' He drops his towel, and slaps his long soft cock across Alex's face. The MDMA laced sperm we filled her with is starting to work, and she's having a hard time focussing, but she squints and when she recognizes him a broad grin splits her face. 'Daddy, it's the nice man from the gym earlier!' She twists her neck to lick at his cock where he's gently smacking her with it. She gets her mouth around it, and begins to bob her head on him. He grunts with pleasure and thrusts to meet her, and she gags a little, and I feel it as her ass clamps shut on my cock. There are more men waiting, so I pull out and allow them in. The older leather daddy is first in line, and he slips into her pussy. Commenting that he hasn't fucked one in more than a decade. I lean back against the wall, and stroke my cock and watch as the men pile into her. Three of them are in a regular rotation taking turns at mouth and cunt and ass. Her MDMA rush is in full swing, and I know how she feels right now: As though she can never possibly take enough cock, and as though every orgasm is just an appetizer for the next one, and they just keep getting bigger. The boys confer, then ask if they can move her to the bed. They figure it's time for some DP, and Alex certainly agrees. I help her out of the sling, and take her into my arms and kiss her hard. I toss her onto the bed, lie back, and pull her on top of me. She straddles me, and sinks her cunt down onto my cock. The muscle boy kneels behind her and I feel the inimitable sensation of a cock sliding alongside mine. Both of us are in her cunt, and she stares wide-eyed at me. I grind up, he grinds down, and she moans in mingled pain and pleasure. As we grow accustomed to each other's rhythms, we begin to long stroke her. She whimpers, clamps down, and squirts me clean out of her cunt. Muscle boy laughs, fits me back into her, and switches to her asshole. I stay buried deep while he begins to pound her brutally hard. She falls down onto my chest and begins chanting filth into my ear. Over and over she tells me she's my whore, my slut, my fuck-meat, that she has never felt so owned, nor so sexy, she begs me to use her harder, tells me she will do anything. Suddenly she stops in mid sentence, and cums so hard she sounds like a barking dog. Muscle boy groans and I can actually feel the cum coursing up his cock, where it rests against mine separated only by the thin vaginal wall. He pulls out, and the next man drops into place. He lasts just a few strokes, and also cums. Another man pounds for a while, before filling her. Mr Black grabs Alex by the hair, and pulls her off me. He lays her on her back, spreads her legs roughly, and enters her cunt with his club of a cock. Her legs fly into the air, then wrap tightly around his back. Her hands drop down and grab his ass cheeks and pull him in deeper. His teeth are at her throat, nipping and biting as he pounds into her. A few minutes later, he crams another load into her, and rolls off. She jumps on his cock, licking and sucking it clean, with sperm dribbling out of her like a waterfall. Silver shuts the door, and all of us join Alex on the bed. She cuddles into the middle of us. Kissing and stroking us all moving from one to the next. Soon enough, she is riding Silver, Black is buried in her ass, and I stand by her face and begin a slow throat fucking. She shudders in orgasm, once, twice, and then Black grunts and fills her ass. Silver is not far behind, but both men remain inside her as I build up, and then cum down her throat. We all collapse back to the bed again. After a few minutes, when movement becomes an option, we gather up our towels, and Alex leads us to the showers and the hot tub upstairs. It's four AM, we pass knots of men fucking and sucking. Some pause to look at the tall androgynous beauty, plastered in cum, cum visibly dripping down her thighs, a glorious and bedraggled mess. She walks proudly, aware of her beauty. Like an avatar of filthy lustful sex. I take her into the shower, I soap her, I rinse her, I comb her hair. I lead her to the tub where we cuddle in the hot swirling water. The four of us exchange glances, and then, suddenly we are all laughing uncontrollably and High-fiving. What a great night.

As you will learn, she was well used that night, and since that night both Mr Black and Mr Silver have joined us for threesomes. I expect we will likely take her to the Baths again at some point. Alex was infected by her ex husband, who was most likely himself infected by sharing needles. He was a secret opiate user. While Alex very occasionally injects drugs she has always been *extremely* careful to take no risks. It's a shame her ex ruined that. She's an extremely slutty girl. She's never refused anything I've suggested, and shocked me more than once. She certainly has lines she won't cross though. She would never rape someone, or take advantage of someone while they were vulnerable.

Sweden here, Stockholm

Before someone else could mount me Seth returned to announce that the sling was open and being held for me. Randy and Seth each grabbed an arm while two guys I didn't know grabbed my legs. I was carried out of the room, down the hall and into another (much larger) room and placed in the sling. My wrist and ankles were placed in restraints that were attached to the chains of the sling, I was not going anywhere. Then one of the guys that had my legs got between my legs and shoved his cock inside my hole. I then had Seth and Randy on either side of me placing a piece of rubber on both biceps. They each had a syringe in hand and after wiping each arm with alcohol stuck me with the needle. I watched as each point was emptied into my vein. The bands were removed from my arms, I felt a strong need to cough as I felt my heart begin to race. I then heard a loud ringing in my ears and couldn't see clearly. All I felt was a hunger in my hole. It was at this point I lost track of time. I wasn't sure how many guys fucked me until I started to come down. I didn't even know what day it was or how long I had been at the bathhouse. All I knew was that I was still with Seth and Randy. I later found out I had been in the bathhouse for 2 days, had been fucked by every guy in the place and taken somewhere near 60 loads. It was Monday morning as Seth and Randy helped me get dressed. When I got home I found there information in my pocket with a link to their profiles and one to video that was shot while I was in the sling. I almost got sick to my stomach when I read on their BBRT profiles that they were HIV+. When I watched the video I got turned on and hard as steel. I'll never forget getting more then I bargained for on my first trip to the baths.

When Angelo got back home Tony was lounging on their patio naked and his cock was semi-hard. Angelo proceeded to fill Tony in on his time with Robert including the lingering look Robert gave to Angelo bulge. As Angelo finished recounting his time with Robert, Tony had got up from his lounge chair and proceeded to pull down Angelo’s shorts to start slowing sucking on his semi hard cock. As Tony slowly licked up and down Angelo’s shaft, Angelo proceeded to think out loud about Robert. Angelo felt with the right inducement they would be able to turn Robert from straight as an arrow guy into not only a gay lover but one who would relish using his power over his students for his own benefit. All Robert needed was to be programmed a little bit and have his sensibilities “rebooted” accordingly. Angelo thought they could turn Robert into a versatile leather bear once he realized how hot he really was. His old girlfriend's ignorance on what was attractive would be a powerful incentive to help program Robert to be the man he should he. Angelo commented how many young and impressionable college students Robert could easily corrupt as their professor and once corrupted could become the plaything of the weekend or more for them. Tony was getting more excited by the moment and started to suck harder on Angelo when Angelo commented that he believed that Robert was watching from his window. Angelo decided that they should give Robert something to really remember. Angelo told Tony to lay on the lounge chair and slowly stroke his cock while Angelo went inside to get some favors. When Angelo returned he had two little baggies with him. The first one contained cocaine which he proceeded to place a small amount of his cock for Tony to snort. Tony wasted no time in doing so and then took Angelo’s 2nd little bag which contained some T and proceeded to give Angelo the booty bump he had been aching since their last party. Tony then proceeded to position angelo on all fours on the lounge chair looking at robert’s house and started to fuck Angelo long and hard. They both looked up to see Robert staying at them from his window but instead of moving away to hide the fact he had been seen Robert was to mesmerized by his neighbors to move. Robert proceeded to watch for another 15 minutes as he say Angelo being fucked right in front of him. Robert who hadn’t had any action for months since his break up felt his cock through his pants as hard as it had ever been. For the first time in his life Robert thought about what it would be like to fuck another guy and the thought led to Robert moving away from the window so he could undress and start to stroke his cock. Robert moved to his desk and started looking for some porn to watch to complete rubbing a load out but for the first time he looked for gay porn. He didn’t last a five minutes before shooting rope after rope of cum into his towel and when he was finished he took his finger to drip it in his cum and tasted it. He didn’t know why he felt that he should do that but he found the taste to be a bit salty but surprising enjoyable. Angelo and Tony looked up after a while and didn’t see Robert there any longer. They decided to go back inside to continue their playtime. Tony started discussing with Angelo how he could introduce himself to Robert and an idea came to him on how he might be able to introduce himself along with Sam to Robert sooner than their planned party. Tony had the urge to start the corruption of Robert as soon as possible and he wanted to have Sam there to setup things in motion. End of Part 2….

nice start man got me boned