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This weekend I attended the October CumUnion in Indianapolis, one that I will remember as "Bigcockapalooza" because the whole damn weekend long I got fucked by one big cock after another. I'll remember no. 3 particularly, because he speared me with all eight thick inches of it in one single strong thrust. But that fuck was only the third of 20, so there would be plenty to come. The great big cockhead, the long, long nine-inch session, the ram-it-home guy... and all of these before the main event even got underway. But there were plans. I had agreed to hook up with breedingzone member @FelchingPisser and let him have full use of me. In fact, I even gave him the Deed to my body, made out in his name(see below), for the duration of the weekend - I was his to do with as he pleased. And, he pleased. If you haven't had the privilege of being bred by him, he has fearsome endowment, but more importantly, mad skills in using it, and unbelievable stamina. Over the course of four hours, he fucked me five different times, ending with a full breeding. I don't want to exaggerate the experience, and I don't want to gush - but I feel the need to express the remarkable nature of some of what I experienced while servicing him. Our first coupling was more of a get-reacquainted fuck, reminding each other of what we felt like, stretching me to accommodate him, remembering good angles, and so on, just a teaser of things to cum before he went out to sample the other offerings at the bathhouse. I can't relate his thoughts at that point, but I felt a shiver of excitement that I would be responsible for pleasuring him later. I have signs that I post in my room when I go to the bathhouse - they read: "Cunt for your Cock", "Fuck the Slut", and "Go For It - You Don't Have To Ask, That's What He's For". As other men came in and fucked me, I looked up at the first sign (which hangs right over me, with an arrow pointing down) and more than usually, I began to think of myself as a cunt, a pussy, a focal point for men to enjoy themselves. I wanted to be that thing. When FelchingPisser returned, he intended to take me in the sling, but by the time we got to the sling room, someone else had occupied it. So we returned to my room for a second round there. What happened then has never happened to me before - he penetrated me so deeply, so intensely, rode my prostate so precisely, and - well, I don't know whether I forgot to breathe, or held too long on the edge, or exactly what happened, but for an instant I actually blacked out from the intensity (no, I hadn't taken any kind of drugs) and when I came to I was completely disoriented with a massive cock reaming out my ass. In a way, it was the purest fuck I have ever experienced, because the only thing I was sure of was that I was being fucked, and fucked completely. Later, we did end up at the sling, a first for me because no one had ever fucked me in a sling before. Again, unbelievably intense (really, you have to see his erect cock to fully appreciate the effect), especially when he decided to jackhammer my prostate. By the time we took a break, I could barely stand. In hindsight, I realize now that I take the vast majority of the cock I take on my belly - I hadn't realized how sensitive I am to assaults while I'm on my back. In a sling, you can't leverage your hips the way you can on a bed; you're far more vulnerable to a Top's whims. I'm definitely going to have to do more sling-work. I am much obliged to FelchingPisser for the tutorial. The fourth encounter, as I expected, took place in the steam room. He had enjoyed me there the last time we had met at CumUnion, so I was sure he would want me there again because of the likelihood that others would join in. What I hadn't expected what for him to say, "I brought my friend - he's bigger than I am." I barely had time to think Bigger than you? How is that even possib- before a massive, curved anaconda touched my anus and then slithered all the way up, balls deep. There's something about steamroom serial fucking, the way several guys will go at an ass sort of brutally, then all clear out at once, leaving you weak-kneed and hole-gaping, that never fails to leave me feeling like breeding genitalia. A cunt on two legs. When I stumble out of the steamroom shortly after, and I see the eyes watching me shower off, with those odd little smiles, I know that they know. They know what I am. I had a little time to think about what I was as my time at the bathhouse drew short that night. More than 15 men had penetrated my body with their cocks since I arrived for the weekend. More than two dozen men had done to men what men do to women, and most of them had left their semen inside me. I still held all of it. Anyone could insert his finger into my ass and feel the proof that there is no difference whatsoever between my male ass and a woman's cunt. There are men who would never, ever allow themselves to be used that way. Those men will always be able to say that they have never surrendered their masculinity to the pleasure of another male. I can never say that again. There are some men who have no problem maintaining their masculinity even in the face of this, but for me, I can't turn my mind away from the image of my ass taking cock in the most submissive way, not as a man, but as a cunt. The final fucking of the night underscored that fact for me. FelchingPisser and his enormous friend came to my room not long before I was going to have to leave. It was time for them to nut, and they were going to nut in me. A small entourage tagged along behind them, and without wasting any time, they began to breed me. I say "breed" not in a metaphoric sense, but in the actual sense of animal reproductive breeding - their rutting was animal, and so was mine. They penetrated as deeply as physically possible, pushed as hard as possible, thrust as rapidly as possible, to get their cum as far inside my cunt as possible. The sounds of liquids turning into froth seemed extra loud to my ears. They slapped my ass again and again, the watchers, cheered them on, cocks exited and entered in turns, and when it was at last over, the final thing I remember was an exquisite sensation of cum dripping, drop by drop, off the lip of my cunt. @FelchingPisser, Sir, it was a rare honor and privilege to serve you. My experience with you reshapes my state of mind, and will help me better service other Tops. Thank you. My ass is yours always. . *** Now you can read FelchingPisser’s own sizzling account of the same evening on his own blog. Check it out at http://felchingpisser.blogspot.com/?m=1***

I grew up in a very small town. In High School I had gone on a few dates with boys, kissed one or two, and jerked one off, but nothing more. I had figured out I was gay, but didn't even know if I was a top or a bottom. That started to change within two weeks of starting college. During Orientation, I met a really cute guy named Joe. We had the same major, lots in common, and he was gorgeous. He was nearly six feet tall, sandy blond hair, strong nordic cheekbones, and a sleek taught body from years of being on the high school regional swim team, which he was now joining in college too. We were both inexperienced when it came to sex, which we both realized the first time we managed to get a dorm room alone for the night. We sloppily kissed and rolled around on the bed, but didn't know how to suck cock yet, and certainly no anal. Essentially, we were both virgins. The fact that we were both eighteen meant we could cum quickly and stay hard enough to cum again mere minutes later. A few weeks into our first semester, I went to his first swim meet. I was proud of him for being out to all of his teammates and coach. The match was great and I loved watching all of the Juniors and Seniors in their skimpy speedos, soaking wet and clinging to every inch of what little they covered. And on top of that, they won! Afterwards, he introduced me to his coach and some of the guys on the team. His coach, who insisted everyone call him by his first name, Tony, told us he was having a celebratory party that weekend. Tony was beautiful. He could have been a lumber jack if he wasn't a college swim coach. He had red hair, turning ever so slightly salt-and-pepper at the temples and thinning on top, sideburns, and a bushy mustache. While most of the boys he coached were pale and slim, he was tan and beefy. His shoulders were broad, pulling the buttons of his tight polo shirt open, revealing a few tufts of chest hair. Needless to say, I was watering at the mouth!I was excited to go and hang out with such a hot group of guys, and such a hot coach! Saturday rolled around, and Joe and I managed to get an hour together in my dorm room before leaving to drive to Tony's house for the party. After maneuvering into an awkward sixty-nine position, I managed to get the head of his uncut cock in my mouth for about thirty seconds before he filled my mouth with his salty cum. I put my hands on the back of Joe's head and tried to aim his lips to my cock, but he seemed to miss my cues. He licked at my dick, while jerking my dick so hard it was starting to hurt, but I shot off anyway, all over his face. I reeled around and licked my jizz off of Joe's chiseled face. He squirmed and pulled away, sort of grossed out by the thought of eating cum. He grabbed his briefs off of the floor and used them to mop his face off as I chuckled, saying, "You'll get used to that if we keep this up. You might even learn to like the taste." He laughed and suggested we get ready to go or we would be late. We pulled our clothing on, but he decided to skip the underwear and chucked it into my laundry hamper. We showed up at Tony's house only a few minutes late and must have been the last people to arrive as the driveway and street in front of the house was packed with cars. All of the lights were on and we could hear music all the way from the street. We rang the bell, and a few seconds later, Tony met us at the door. He was wearing a thin linen shirt, unbuttoned at the front and practically see-through. As my eyes dropped from his burly chest down to his fuzzy belly button, and then lower to a massive bulge in his tight shorts, my jaw dropped and Tony smirked as Joe slapped me across the belly saying "Dude, quit checking out my Coach!" I didn't know if either one thought it was funny or not. Tony ushered us inside saying "I want you to meet my parter, Charlie." Woah! I had no clue Tony was gay! His house was huge and we wandered through a few rooms and out onto a backyard deck before finding Charlie. He had a tray full of red cups, and he was passing out cocktails to the older team mates. Charlie was younger than Tony, but older than all of the guys on the team. He looked like he might have been Latin, or maybe Greek, with dark curly hair, dark eyes, and a great tan, a bit shorter than me, but in great shape, with a toned chest clearly visible under a tight t-shirt. He started to offer me and Joe a drink, and Tony stopped him, saying "I'm not sure these guys are of age...." Charlie smiled slyly saying, "Right. Wouldn't want to corrupt your students." With that, some of the guys close enough to hear started laughing. Charlie laughed too, and then went to go get us some fruit punch instead. I looked around and realized that there were no girls there. I figured that Tony would have invited his team members' girlfriends too, but I guess not. The teammates there seemed to know each other pretty well and didn't seem lonely without their girlfriends at all. As we continued to scope out the scene, I saw the massive pool in the backyard. It must have been at least a quarter of an Olympic-sized pool. With the sun starting to go down, the lights under the water turned on. Charlie put his hand on my shoulder as he handed me some punch and asked "Hey, you wanna go for a swim?" I replied "Sure, but I didn't bring a suit." “No problem,” said Charlie. You're wearing underwear right? That'll do.” “Well, I'm not. We, er, got distracted on the way over...” grinned Joe. Tony Put his big bear arm around Joe and smiled, saying "No worries, man. I'm sure I've got something you can borrow. My size might be a big big on you, but it'll do in a pinch. Come with me." “Okay. Dive in, guys, don't wait for us!” said Joe as Tony ushered him away. Charlie started "First one in's a rotten..." "EGG!" some of the guys standing around shouted. Charlie and the rest of the guys started peeling off their shirts and dropping their shorts. One or two of the swim team guys were nude, but I figured, what the hell. If they're not embarrassed why should I be? I stripped down to my white Calvins and dove in. We all splashed around, laughing and horse-playing as I met some of the guys who I had been ogling around campus and at the swim meet. There must have been ten guys there, along with Charlie. The way they were teasing each other made me think some of them might be gay or might even be boyfriends. I got confused when I saw Dan kissing Mike and then Mike kissing Andrew. If Dan and Mike were dating, why would he kiss Andrew? I couldn't help but spring a woody. My hard-on got even harder when I saw Mike kiss Charlie and Andrew kiss Dan. I thought 'Where's Joe? He's missing all of the fun' while all around me, guys were making out with each other and pulling each other's bathing suits or underwear down. Charlie sidled up to me and smiled as he put his hands on my chest, sliding down to my cock, pulling my briefs down and wrapping his hand around my dick. “Whoah, we should stop this,” I weakly protested. I desperately wanted to kiss Charlie, but didn't want to upset Joe. “What about Joe,” I asked. “What about Joe,” Charlie said. All the while, Charlie was milking my dick under the water. By this time, we had two or three guys surrounding us, rubbing their hands all over our bodies. Dan leaned in close, still jerking my dick, and whispered, “What do you think Tony is doing with Joe right now?” I looked around and didn't see either of them and thought 'Maybe I should go inside and check on Joe' but before I could try to pull away from the group, I was shooting a load into the pool. “Finished so soon?” Charlie asked. Andrew shouted, “I bet he's got another load or two!” With that, two boys hoisted me, nude and hard, onto the edge of the pool. Mike pushed my shoulders back until I was on my back. He then got up and aimed his massive dick into my mouth. I gagged immediately, but he just kept shoving it in. He took a break as I caught my breath. Next to me, Andrew was starting to fuck Dan. I couldn't help but notice that Andrew's dick was sliding into Dan's ass without a condom. I had never seen even in a video gay sex without a condom. Dan was moaning like it felt really good. Then, I saw Charlie standing in the water. He smiled at me and started to lift my legs as he stroked his dick. He leaned over me and kissed me hard. As he mashed his wet lips against mine, I felt his cock poking at my virgin hole. I was okay with him fucking me, but worried about protection. “What about a condom?” I asked. “Listen kid. I don't have anything you couldn't catch from any of the guys here. Don't worry about it...” I figured, whatever. If it was going to be my first time, I wanted to feel what it was really like. Charlie was gentler than I expected and took his time working his tool into me. He pumped away as I felt my back rubbing back and forth against the wet concrete beneath me. It never hurt and I swear I could feel his heart beating through my hole. Charlie picked up his pace as the guys around were cheering us on. He slammed into me a few more times and then held still. I didn't know it then, but he was cumming in my hole. He pulled out as the guys were cheering and clapping. I was grinning, happy to no longer be a virgin, but sort of sad that my first time hadn't been with Joe. I knew Joe and Tony must have been able to hear the commotion from inside even over the booming music. Andrew pulled out of Dan and asked me if I was ready for another round. I said, “Well, maybe later, but I want to check on Joe first and make sure he's okay.” Charlie slapped his softening cock against my legs and laughed. “I bet I know where to find them,” he snickered as he climbed out of the water and helped me up. I stumbled to my feet as Charlie took my hand. Mike handed me a towel. I dried off a bit, noticing then what must have been Charlie's cum dripping out of my hole and onto my thighs. The guys kept on playing together as Charlie led me inside. In the kitchen, he gave me a glass of water. I didn't hear anything in the house except for the bass of the music from outside. Charlie leaned in and kissed me. “Tony sure knows how to pick 'em” he said. “He didn't pick me. I'm not on the team,” I replied. “Joe's on the team.” “You'll both be on the team if tonight goes the way it should. And once you're on this team, you're on it for life.” Charlie mussed my hair and smacked my bare ass. “Let's go upstairs...” To be continued......

Two years ago I was in DC at the Eagle and two muscular black guys in their mid-30s in harnesses and I were cruising each other. I was 38 at the time, smooth athletic build and wearing jeans and a t-shirt. I finally went over to talk to them and one of them said "Come on. You're going back to our place, you fucking pig." Sounded good to me so I followed them back to their place. We get there and they tell me to strip down to the black jock I was wearing, and to get into the sling. They also stripped, although they left on their harnesses. Next thing I know my right arm was tied above my head and one of the guys asked me if I partied. I said I smoked some T before, but not much. They just looked at each other. They asked if I was poz, to which I answered "No, I'm neg." Another look. Next thing I knew I saw three syringes with orange caps. Being tied-up in a sling, I started to panic a little, but the bigger of the two guys, Terry, said "Relax, we got ya." I responded "Please, don't." Terry replied "You're still our slut for the night." Next thing I knew he wiped my forearm with an alcohol swap, and inserted a needle into my arm. I saw a tinge of blood enter the syringe and then he depressed the plunger, injecting the liquid into my arm. I completely lost my breath and gasped, but Terry encouraged me to take a deep breath. I coughed three or four times, and then felt warm and tingly. My ass felt as if it was on fire. I just looked at Terry and Tom, the other top, and blurted out "Please, fuck me. Please, give me your cock." The two guys laughed at me and said "Good boy, now we have you the way we like you - a hungry Tina junkie, begging for cock." Tom approached to fuck me with his 9.5 inch big black cock. When I realized he was not wearing a condom, I said "No, not raw, please, SIR" but he responded "Shut up, slut and take it" and with that he rammed his entire raw cock into my ass, and all I could do was beg for it. He chuckled "What do you want, white boy?" I answered "Please fuck me SIR." Tom yelled "You want this nigger cock boy?" I muttered "Yes, SIR." I didn't wanna say it. but he made me, and finally I screamed "Fuck me SIR - give me that huge nigger cock up my pussy." Good slut" he replied, and proceeded to fuck me then grunted "Take my poz load boy - here it comes." I was so high I begged him to breed me. When Tom withdrew, Terry was next at bat, and Tom disappeared downstairs. Same thing - another case of "Take my big black cock boy" and as he fed me his 10.5. inches. It was so fucking thick I kept the poppers handy and was begging for it up my pig cunt. He also bred me and as he blew his load I found myself saying "Feed me your cum SIR, breed me" to which he responded "Here it comes, boy - another poz load for your pussy." When he pulled-out and I could feel cum dripping down my legs. My hole felt so empty and I squirmed in the sling, at which point Terry pick-up a huge red butt plus and proceeded to shove it up my pig cunt. It felt soooo good to be stuffed. Then he disappeared downstairs for a good 15 minutes. Next thing I knew, Terry, Tom and two more huge black muscle guys walked into the room. Terry (or was it Tom?) said to the guys "Here's the junkie slut we are pozzing. You want some?" The guys immediately stripped and proceeded to slam themselves. While they were prepping themselves, Tom asked me "You need another slam boy? This time its gonna be a big one - we want you really fucked up." Tom proceeded to stick himself and draw some of his blood into the syringe. As I watched, he depressed the plunger only a bit. The next thing I knew he pulled it out of his arm and stuck me with it - injecting his poz blood into my arm. No sooner had the contents of the syringe entered my blood stream, well, I was flying! I coughed even harder this time and all four of the guys laughed at me. Tom said "Good slut - I just gave you a .5 slam." My pussy was on fire like never before. They untied me from the sling and put me on the bed where they proceeded to take turns on me for over three hours. They even double fucked me. My pussy couldn't get enough bareback cock. The two guests also bred me, so I had four loads in my pig cunt when one of the guys brought out some huge fucking dildos. I honestly didn't think I could take them but certainly wanted to try. I took a deep hit of poppers and the guys proceeded to wreck my hole with extra large black dildos, eventually shoving two in me at once. Sometime later the two guests left, and Tom and Terry fucked me some more, eventually depositing loads five and six in my ass. Late morning I left, and as we parted, Terry and Tom said "Good slut - we want you again. Welcome to the world of poz pig play - you fucking Tina slut." Part 2 next time.

Hey guys! Another D and daddy update for y’all. I haven’t had sex since my last post when I took all of those loads. Daddy has been out of town and d and I have conflicting work schedules. However last night, I was invited to stay the night with d. I gladly accepted. D is about 6’2 White, about 150, blonde hair blue eyes. He has a huge cock as well. Anyways, he’s in the closet (daddy knows we fuck around but he doesn’t know that anyone knows he likes my hole so much.) I’m not very masc looking or acting. I’m not totally fem but not totally masc either. Anyway d has me over cause he wanted to fuck me all night. I came over and met daddy. (For the first time to d’s knowledge.) we hung out a bit until around 10:30ish. We were both “really tired.” And went to D’s room. Usually d and I have some sort of foreplay prior to fucking but boy this guy was horny. As soon as we got to the room I was pushed on my knees and my ass was propped up. He pulled my shorts down so my hole was showing and he ate my hole like it was his last meal. He spit on his cock and thrusted into me. I’m a bit of a moaner but daddy was awake so d had my mouth covered with his hand. I felt his cock shoot in my hole and he slid out of my hole. He came in me 4 times after that in various positions. He finally passed out around 1:30. I went downstairs to get a drink of water, knowing and hoping daddy was down there. And he was. “Hey boy.” Daddy said. “Hey.” I replied. We chat for a bit. Daddy is as tall as d, he’s only in his 40s but already has Anderson Cooper like hair. It drives me insane. Every time I see him I want to be his little slut. I took daddy by the belt into his bedroom. He started kissing me and feeling on my ass. I’m rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. Daddy pushes me on my back and takes my shorts off. My legs are straight in the air like the whore I am and I’m guiding an unlubed cock into my hole. “Fuck my son got you real wet. “ “I want you to make me flood daddy.” I said. This is the first time I’ve called me daddy to his face. He rips off his shirt and places his hands on the back of my neck and begins to fuck me as hard as he can. “You like daddy’s cock huh?” “Yes daddy.” Calling him daddy makes him animalistic. He wants to cum in me almost as much as I want it. “You want daddy to give you his babies boy? “ “yes please daddy.” “Please cum inside me” I beg as he groans and let’s his cock spray my guts. He pulls his cock from my hole and he’s still hard. His cock is covered in cum. I happily clean him off. “Your such a good boy for daddy. “ “I’ll be the best for you daddy.” He pulls me up to my feet and bends me over. My back is arched. And he’s got a hold of my hair and his cock is buried deep inside my pussy. He pumps me for about 10 minutes and gives me another load. He doesn’t pull out though. He waits a second and turns me around. I’m on my back. His rock hard baby maker is still stretching my hole. He’s kissing my neck and telling me how much he loves daddy’s little slut. “Pleas give me another load daddy. Please. “ I beg. “You want another one boy?” “Really bad sir. “ he starts slamming into my hole again. “Oh fuck daddy cum inside me.” “Fuck baby I’m gonna shoot. “ “yeah shoot deep inside me daddy. Fuck yeah daddy.” He empties his balls in me completely. He kisses me and I’m off to Ds room. I don’t even bother putting my clothes on. I’m just in my jock. D is still sleeping. I climb in bed with him and start rubbing my ass against his boxer covered cock. This wakes him up. He takes his cock and traces my hole. “Oh fuck man. My cum flooded your hole didn’t it? “ he says with a confident grin. “Yes.” I reply. I take his cock and insert it into my cum sloppy pussy and push back on his strokes. “I’m getting close d, cum inside me.” “Fuck yeah bro, your hole feels amazing. “ d keeps fucking until both of us end up cunning. Him adding another load to my hole, and me spraying all over his sheets. He wraps his hand around my waist and fall asleep. We wake up the next morning and daddy has cooked breakfast. I borrow a pair of shorts from d. As im leaving daddy says “hey kid, I just wanna say, I bet d and I are both happy you found your way to our family. “

clothes on or off?

Yesterday, got a hit in grindr from a 25 year top who wanted a pump n dump. He got to my ace, came in the front door and i was laying face down, ass up just inside the dining room. He ducked me for about 10 minutes before silently dumping a sizable load in my hole. I was hooded the whole time. Said he will be ba k for more some other time, hope so! Today I got 3 loads at Club Columbus , the 1st from a 19 year old black kid with a cock as big around as my wrist! He fucked me for a half an hour or more as I tried not to black out from the pleasure! Finally he whispered in my ear "you want my cum?" YEEESSSSS! He bucked a few more strokes before burying his beast balls deep in my hungry hole. I aucked him clean afterwards. Not a minute after he walked out of the room another guy walked in and revealed what grew into an 11 incher! He fingered the previous tops cum back into my hole while stroking himself hard (I was still laying face down on the bed trying to recover from the 19 year old). The 11" fucked me for another half an hour or more and took a few pics and a short video with my phone. He dropped his load and left the room. I laid there awhile recuperating as my legs were jello. I walked around and dumped my nut down the throat of a hungry cocksucker in the steamroom. I went back to my room and laid down on the bed when the 11" guy came back for round 2! He was a little quicker this time but he dropped another nice load! My hole is tender but I'm still looking for more!

Part 11 We all were sweating and smelled like the dirty pig whores we were. Chuck pulled his cock out of my cunt in one yank and slapped me on the ass, while I stayed bent over the sofa. He turned to another stranger who was standing, watching me get fucked while playing with his dick and said “why don’t you fuck the whore? He looks like he could use another load in his cunt.” The guy got a big grin on his face and said “fuck yeah, man, that whore needs raped.” I didn’t even see him but the next thing I knew I felt another cock quickly sliding up my ass to the root. I felt his loose balls slap against my ass and was in heaven. I was being used again, and filled up with another of the countless dicks that had bred me today. I turned to look and Chuck was making out with the new guy that was breeding me, a sexy younger bear. The man in the suit had disappeared but a handsome older man had pushed Adam’s uniform pants down to the floor and was pounding his cunt and moaning loudly. “Damn, that fucking sailor pussy is tight.” Daddy was still smoking the pipe and shotgunning huge hits to Adam to get him as fucked up as we were. Chuck sat down on the sofa and leaned up to kiss me while he whispered more dirty pig talk. “Now you’ve got over 20 loads in your pussy, faggot. Your slammed up cunt feel good, whore?” I moaned while the new stranger cock in my hole was using me for exactly what I wanted. Another breeding. “Fuck yeah, Chuck. It feels so good to have more cock inside me. It’s what I need more than anything. More cock, more cum.” “That’s a good little fag boy. Eventually we’re all gonna give you loads of slam piss up your cunt. You want that, pig?” “I’m sure I do, but I don’t know what it means. What’s gonna happen?” As soon as I said that the man fucking me rammed his cock inside me all the way and I could feel him throbbing and shooting another load in my well raped cunt. “Fuck! I’m coming you nasty little whore! Your sloppy cunt just sucked the cum right out of me!” Chuck laughed and said “First I wanna watch your pretty little sailor friend suck all the sperm out of you, and get it all over his sexy face and beard. Then your Dad, sailor boy and I are gonna piss up your hole so you get another load of tina up your ass. You think you’re high now. Wait until that slam piss hits you like a ton of bricks. Maybe we’ll make sailor boy eat it out of your cunt too. I moaned and said “Fuck that sounds so hot! Please let all the men in the room who wanna use my pussy fuck it first.” As if on cue, the dick in my hole was replaced by another stranger’s cock that I couldn’t see. He shoved my head down into the sofa. I could only feel it being shoved up my cumdump, insisting on going where lots of cocks had gone before, and reveling in the sloppiness and all the loads, ready to lube him up. Chuck just laughed and said to the owner of the new cock that was raping me “Just use him. It’s what he’s for. I wonder if we can get 40 loads up his cunt tonight. He’s already up to 20.” “Fuck dude, really? He’s had 20 loads up his ass today?” “Yeah,” Chuck said, “that’s his Dad over there with the pipe. He’s been breeding the kid for years." The guy inside me said “Fuck that’s hot. His cunt is really fucking sloppy. I love a well used cumdump.” He had a really fat cock and it was opening my hole up, I wondered if it was ever going to close up again. I hoped it wouldn’t. I wanted to be open for any cock, any time. My whole purpose in life was to serve dicks with my cunt. Why make it hard for them to get inside? The guy fucking me started pounding me hard, and I moaned. “Please. Fuck. Me……” I trailed off and ended up just moaning. “Holy shit, man,” he said to Charlie, “this little whore really needs to get bred.” He started to pound my hole harder, and shoved his cock all the way inside me. I could feel another load pulsing into my ass. The guy fucking me got really quiet but was moaning “FUUUUUUUUCK” while I could feel his cock throbbing inside me, releasing its perfect sperm to knock me up. He pulled out and walked around to my head and said “Clean my cock off, faggot.” I opened my mouth and greedily sucked his cock, cleaning off all of the random loads of so many guys. Another guy walked into the room from the arcade and made a beeline for the sofa. He opened his shorts and a fat uncut dick flopped out. “You ready for another load, faggot?” Charlie laughed and said “I don’t think he can speak much now, can you pig? Just use him. He wants as many loads as he can get. All up his cunt.” “Sweet,” the guy said, and he slid his cock inside me. Charlie walked over to my Dad and got a shotgun of T from him and leaned down to pass it to me. The latest guy started up with a stream of pigtalk, telling me what a whore I was. What a nasty little fucking cumdump. He called me a faggot. And I knew it was all true. I am a faggot. I am a nasty cumdump. I never say no to cock or cum. I could tell that his endless talk was getting him turned on so I begged him for his load. “Fuck me dude. Fuck my cunt. You wanna breed me like everyone else has today? Add your sperm to my fucking pig hole? Breed it. Knock up my little fag cunt.” “You’re a nasty, dirty little whore. Here you go, faggot. TAKE MY FUCKING LOAD!” And he slammed his cock all the way in my cunt. Where so many had already gone today. I turned to the side and could see that another complete stranger had rammed his cock into Adam’s sweet little sailor cunt and was raping it for all he could. Daddy was passing Adam another shotgun of T and talking low in his ear. Adam just moaned and said “PLEASE BREED ME! I gotta have your cum!” The guy who was raping him laughed and said, “of course pig. That’s why my cock is shoved up your cunt. Need to unload inside a nasty little whore. Even better that he’s serving our country. Let my fat cock serve your cumdump. Dirty fucking pig!” The guy’s balls pulled up and I could tell he was unloading in Adam’s pussy. We needed to take a break. I was starting to get cramps in my legs from being bent over the couch. I sat down on the couch and snuggled up next to Daddy when he pulled a plug out of his bag and motioned for me to take it up my ass. Charlie looked at him and said “hang on a second, Mike,” then he looked at me and grinned. “Remember?” And I laughed and told Adam to lie down on the couch. He wasn’t quite sure what was happening until I crouched over him and put my hairy ass in his face. His tongue felt amazing on my hairy cunt. Adam used his hands to pull my cheeks apart and got his tongue in nice and deep, while leaned over and made out with Daddy and Charlie. I couldn’t stop moaning from the amazing feeling of his tongue mining my ass for loads. I had over 20 loads of jizz inside me, almost all of them from men I’d never seen before and never would see again. But their sperm inside me felt amazing and I knew I wanted more.

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Hiya All, im Kenny from Miami, FL. 28 yo, 5’8 180lbs, stocky to muscular build. I had always had a sexual side that was unusual to me for a certain time. However since I wasn’t on PrEP back then I couldn’t enjoy life at fullest. Long story short _ been on PrEP for a year now and have never taken a cock with Condoms anymore. The freedom and peace of mind is the most crucial reason as to why I decided to get into PrEP so I can take all loads I want to. My weakness is for white men, those with big fat cut cocks. It drives me crazy. The only down side is the STDs - which I guess is probably everyone’s concern here. Got syphillis about 6 months ago and gonorrhea just two weeks ago. Therefore I am certainly I am not carrying some other bug. Just came back from vacation in which I had taken probably over 25 loads in my ass over a period of 4 days. feel free to chat and share your story with me.im in Miami, FL so let’s connect. My hole gets all compliments so I’m more than happy to share it here.

A few years ago I was invited to join some friends on a trip to Munich for a long weekend in December. There were six of us - my friend Michael and his partner, another couple in their mid 30s, Ben and Paul, and another friend of Michael's I hadn't met. For reasons which will become obvious I've changed all the names in this story...... I liked Michael very much - he'd been a good friend for many years and I liked his partner too. The other couple I knew but less well, Paul had been friends with Michael for a long time and I had met him and his partner Ben quite a few times and liked them both. We flew out to Munich on the Friday morning and checked out the Christmas markets in the afternoon. We were all staying until Monday except Paul who had to fly home on Sunday due to work commitments. We had a good time and I enjoyed the company very much. I had been busy at work and was working long hours so I had not had much time for anything else and I was looking forward to having a break. I was also feeling very horny. I knew, however, that this particular group of friends didn't really approve of things like cruising and saunas or sex clubs and also had very strong views on monogamy and on safe sex. I had often heard them talking about it and talking very disapprovingly about the amount of barebacking going on. I had every intention, however, of getting some time to myself and going in search of some horny bareback sex. On the Saturday night we all went out for a meal and later on that night I went off to a large park I had heard was a good cruising ground. I found it easily and had a wander round. It was a beautiful night but it was very cold and there were not many people around. I tried cruising a young lad who looked to be in his late 20s and was dressed in jeans and a puffer jacket but he didn't seem to be interested. A few older guys were cruising but nothing much was happening. Even though I wasn't getting any action, I enjoyed walking around very much. I passed the young lad a few more times with the same result and just as I was on the point of giving up and going back to my hotel, he passed me again and started cruising me. I assumed he had been looking for someone nearer his own age but had concluded that I would have to do. I didn't care and soon his jeans and pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. He had a fair sized cock and I enjoyed sucking it very much. He didn't object when I turned him round and soon my tongue was up his arse. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to rub the head of my cock over his arsehole. Again he didn't object so I began to push the head of my cock into his hole. He groaned and, reaching into his pocket, handed me a small packet. I thought it was going to be a condom but it was a small sachet of lube. I lubed him up and pushed my cock slowly right up his arse. Soon he was leaning against a tree, his puffer jacket hitched up and his jeans and pants at his knees as I fucked him bareback. His arse was really tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. I hadn't cum for several days and before too long I was shooting what felt like a massive load right up his arse. I was feeling much more relaxed and chilled now and we all went out for lunch on Sunday and then Ben went with Paul to the airport for his flight home. The other three were going out for the evening and would not be back until late- they had obtained tickets for some high brow concert outside Munich and were really excited about it. Ben and I arranged to go out for something to eat and found a really good Italian restaurant. I was getting to know Ben a bit better now and I really liked him. A few things he said suggested he was actually more relaxed about some things than the others and he sank quite a few pints of beer in the course of the evening. After we had finished our meal it was still quite early and Ben suggested going for a drink in a nearby gay bar. The bar was nice and modern with good music and friendly bar staff and it was just starting to get busy when we got there. When I went downstairs to the toilet, I discovered there was a darkroom down there too. I took a quick piss and then had a look in the darkroom. Quite a few guys were in there - a young blond twink was down on his knees sucking two older guys and a fit looking black guy was being fucked hard in a corner, I watched for a while and then went back upstairs. A little later Ben went to the toilet. He came back a little while later and said "There's a darkroom down there too." I nodded and Ben grinned. The blond twink was now at the bar and after a while he disappeared again. A little later Ben finished his drink and asked me if I fancied checking out the darkroom. The darkroom was a bit busier now - and there was quite a lot of sucking and fucking going on. The blond twink was bent over being fucked and a few other guys were watching and wanking. As we watched they guy fucking the twink thrust hard up his arse a few times and then pulled out. He took off a condom and threw it on the floor. The twink stayed bent over and a dark haired guy stepped up. He pulled the twink's cheeks apart, lined up his cock and pushed right up him bareback. Ben's eyes lit up and he said "Fuck!" as we moved in closer to watch the action. The dark haired guy was fucking the twink hard up against the wall now and Ben said "Fuck....I'd love to...." I said "Go on, if you want to." He looked at me. "I won't tell anyone." I said. Ben hesitated for a moment and then he moved over to the twink. I watched as Ben pulled his jeans and pants down to his knees and began to wank as he watched the twink being fucked. The twink turned round a little and bent forward, taking Ben's cock into his mouth. Ben and the dark haired guy spit roasted the twink for a while and then the dark haired guy thrust hard up his arse a few times and pushed his cock right up him and held it there and I knew he was cumming deep in the twink's arse. When he pulled out the twink turned round and pushed his arse towards Ben. Ben didn't hesitate - he pushed his bare cock right up the twink's arse and began to fuck him. I hadn't expected that at all and I soon had my cock out wanking as I watched Ben fucking the twink bareback. Ben fucked him for a while and after a while I could tell he was getting close. I watched as Ben threw his head back and pushed right up the twink, obviously blowing his load right up him. When Ben pulled out, I took his place. I was really horny from watching Ben and it wasn't long before I added my cum to the loads the twink already had up him. Ben was a bit quiet when we went back up to the bar but then we got talking to a group of German guys and he livened up again. We got talking to two guys in their mid 30s who were a couple who lived in Munich. One of them was tall and quite thin and the other small and chunky. I went to the toilet and when I came back Ben was chatting to them. I had noticed that Ben was flirting with them, and was clearly enjoying being off the leash for the evening. A little later I went to the bar for some more drinks. The bar was busy and it took me a while to get served. I looked over and saw that Ben was now standing closer to them and chunky guy had his hand on Ben's arse. When I got back the two German guys were just finishing their drinks and shortly after that they left. I couldn't see if they had left the bar or if they had gone downstairs, but I suspected the latter. After a short time Ben put his drink down and said casually "I think I might go check out the darkroom again..." I guessed that he was going to join the other two guys and sensed that he probably would be less inhibited if I wasn't there so I said "No problem, I'll see you later," I waited a while and then made my way back down to the darkroom. It didn't take me long to find Ben and as I had thought, he was with the two German guys. Ben and the taller guy were standing with their trousers and pants down and the chunky guy was down sucking on first one cock and then the other as Ben and the taller guy kissed each other. I watched for a while and then the German guy stood up and Ben got down and started sucking the other two. It was all very horny but it soon got even hornier. Ben was now bent over sucking the chunky guy, his fit arse in the air as the taller guy went round behind him. I saw him taking out a small packet and he began to rub some lube into Ben's arse. This was getting interesting... I didn't think there was any way Ben would get fucked without a condom, but he didn't even look round as the tall guy began to push his bare cock against his arsehole. I watched as the guy pushed his cock right up Ben's arse. He gave Ben a moment to get used to his cock and then began to fuck him. I had my cock out now, wanking as I watched Ben being fucked bareback. I had never thought that Ben would cheat on his boyfriend - and certainly not that he would do it without a condom. The tall guy was fucking him hard now and I could tell that Ben was loving every minute of it. I watched them fuck for a while and then the guy thrust up Ben's arse a few more times and I knew he was cumming in Ben's arse. The chunky guy pulled out of Ben's mouth and moved round behind him. His cock was much bigger than the tall guy's and I watched and wanked as Ben reached round and pulled his cheeks apart to help the guy get his big bare cock up his arse. The chunky guy fucked Ben hard and fast and I could hear Ben groaning as the chunky guy took hold of his hips and began to fuck him even harder. It wasn't long before he too shot his load up Ben's unprotected, cheating arse and I shot my load on to the floor of the darkroom I was back upstairs by the time Ben returned from the darkroom looking flushed. I asked him if he had fun and he grinned and nodded He had no idea I knew just how much fun he actually had.......

It was the winter after I turned 18 when, right before Christmas, I came down with the flu. I dreaded going to the doctor, but my Mom insisted, getting me an appointment on a late Friday afternoon. She was supposed to drive me there, but she telephoned, saying she couldn't get off of work. So somehow I drove myself. A little bit about me. I'm 5' 6" and weigh maybe 145 pounds. Blonde hair that's just about shoulder length. And hazel eyes. Being small older men loved me but none had fucked me yet because they didn't believe I was 18. So off I go to the doctor. I had scarcely walked through the door of the doctor's office when a wave of something hit me - leaving me feeling like shit. Even so there was paperwork to complete, so by the time the nurse came to lead me back to the examination room to get my vitals, the waiting room was empty. After the nurse had taken my blood pressure, temperature, and other routine tests, she remarked "The doctor will be with you shortly." Perhaps five minutes later HE walked in. Dr. William Bell. Six feet, seven inches and perfectly lean, salt and pepper hair. In his mid 50's. My type of man. I was hard instantly. Dr. Bell told the nurse she could go ahead, that he would lock-up, Dr. Bell and I chatted for several minutes until the nurse left and Dr. Bell asked me to undress to check for any abnormalities. I was slightly embarrassed because my cock was hard and I was leaking precum. Dr. Bell didn't pay any attention as his hands poked and prodded at my body. Dr. Bell then had me lay back on the bed and put my feet in the stirrups so he could check my prostrate. I thought that was kind of strange considering anybody could tell I had the flu. But he was a doctor so - well, whatever. I felt somewhat vulnerable given my ass was exposed, but at the same time I was still turned-on. Dr. Bell then startled me, asking if I had ever had anything in my ass. "No," I replied. He responded with a big smile as he murmurred "Just relax," inserting his index finger into my ass. I was so excited and nervous that I didn't notice Dr. Bell hadn't pulled-on a glove on to check my prostrate. As his finger entered my ass my load exploded. I was beyond embarrased, but to my surprise Dr. Bell didn't remove his finger, but rather inserted a second finger. He then scooped up my cum and fed it to me. Before long I was hard again and moaning like a bitch in heat. I noticed a couple of times what felt like him scratching inside my ass. It hurt slightly but the pleasure was far greater than the pain. After a few minutes Dr. Bell inserted a third finger in my ass really opening me up. After Dr. Bell had my ass where he wanted he lowered his pants. I nearly fainted at the size of his cock. It was a full nine inches long and as thick as a coke bottle. I also noticed a scorpion tattoo but I didn't know what it meant. He told me he was going to really destroy my immune system. Positioning himself at the foot of the bed, his cock aligned with my ass, and for better or worse before I could object to the prospects of that monster entering my ass, Dr. Bell shoved his cock all the way into my hole. I all but fainted from the pain. When I came to Dr. Bell was fucking my ass with a steady, powerful rhythm. It started feeling really good and I didn't think about asking about a condom, reasoning to myself "After all he is a doctor so what could happen?" My own cock was now hard again and I was on the edge of having another orgasm. After a few more minutes Dr. Bell really picked up the pace and was fucking me like a man possessed, so it wasn't surprising when Dr Bell let out a growl and unloaded what felt like a gallon of cum in my ass. This sent me over the edge and I exploded all over my chest. Kissing me hard, Dr Bell said "In two weeks I want to see you again." He also inserted a butt plug in my ass saying he said he would call me when it was time to remove it. Oh, by the way, Dr. Bell did indeed write me out a prescription to combat the flu. He also said "Welcome to the club," but didn't elaborate. Nearly two weeks have passed since I saw Dr. Bell, and I am still down with the flu. I can't wait to see Dr. Bell again and find out why.

This post explains why we fuck, why it HAS to be bareback, why it HAS to be with as many men as possible, why it HAS to be as depraved as possible

So I told you guys I would update y’all on my situation with this. So here it is. Let’s call the older guy daddy, and his son will be “D” After all all this was said and done. I dropped his son off and went home for awhile. Daddy texted me after I got home and said “he’ll be gone all night. Come over.” So I did . (My load count at this point is 2) I knock in the door and daddy is already in boxers hard as rock. He pulls me into a kiss before I’m even in the house. His hands are exploring my body and he makes his way to my ass. He picks me up and takes me to the couch and whispers “i missed that hole. “ “it’s only been a few hours. “ I said. His index finger finds its way into my cum sloppy hole. I felt his cock grow even harder than it was. “You let d breed you boy?” “Yes sir. He was my first” daddy pushed me on my back and plunged his cock into my hole. He fucked my hole hard and fast. “who fucks you better babe?” He moans. “You do sir.” I say. “Fuck yeah I do, here it cums.” He slams hard into me and I feel his cock pulsate as he shoots another big load into me (giving me my 3rd of the night.) A mix of his and his sons load runs out of my hole and passed my jock. He kisses me and I head out. As I’m driving home I get a Grindr message. It reads: “in town. Want some hole. You game?” I respond with a hell yeah, and I’m on my way to a hotel room. I walk in and see this professional looking dude. Dressed in a suit, and I noticed a ring in his finger. We chat for awhile and he tells me how he’s in town for some meeting. How his wife is cheating on him and he hasn’t had pussy in months. I pulls out a hard 7 inch cock and I suck him hard and sloppy. “Can I fuck you?” He asks. “Please.” I respond. “I don’t have a condom. Do you?” “Nope.” I say while mounting his raw throbbing cock. He smirks and says “ fuck a condom.” I start pushing back against strokes and he tells me how wet and tight my pussy is. “Fuck bud, my wife isn’t even this tight. “ “Can I cum in you?” He asks. I don’t give a response, but soon after he groans and says “fuck im about to.” I pick up on his breathing and as soon as I feel his cock twitch I slide my hole all the way down to the base of his cock. I’m practically sitting on his ballsack making sure his nut is as deep in my guts as possible. He smiles and laughs and says “wow you didn’t even let me take my suit off.” His cock is still hard inside me. And he kisses me. He tells me that he can last all night and that I’m not going anywhere. He fucks another quick load into me bringing my total count to 5. At this point he calls it a night. We exchange numbers and I’m on my way. I’m sitting in the parking of lot of this hotel and I notice a few guys are going in and out of a public bathroom just across the street. It’s dark and dimly lit. I’m still hard as fuck and my hole is still craving cum. I figure I would go check it out. I walk in and there’s 6 urinals and 5 stalls. All the urinals are taken up but nobody is using them to take a piss. I get into moods when I’m horny where I don’t give a fuck about who it is, I just want to be bred. I get pretty bold as well. I went into a stall, leaving the door wide open and I took off my shorts. My jock was soaked with Precum and cum that escaped my hole. I position myself on the toilet with my legs in the air and my hole available for the taking. The bathroom isn’t super bright. So you can’t really tell who’s who u I’m theyre up close. I immediately have two takers. One is a chubby hairy bear who steps up and plunges his kinda small but super thick cock in me. He must’ve liked how prelubed I was because he came within a few seconds. (My 6th load.) He pulled his soft cock out of my hole and zipped up. I hear a familiar voice say my name and step forward. I look up to see my government teacher with his hard cock peeking through the zipper of his pants. I’m at a loss for words. I live in a small town but I never imagined. He has his hard cock in his hand and he’s lining it up with my hole. His really thick and lengthy. I’d say a good 9 inches. He felt amazing. He asks me how many loads were in me and if he could give me his. He’s so far up my hole and I’m in absolute Cumslut heaven. He’s so loud and verbal. I’m sure people walking by could hear him beating my pussy up. “Fuck yeah take my load.” He roars as he cums. I pulled his asscheeks into me so I can savor the (7th) load and his girth. I’ve always found him stunning. He looked at me with his blue eyes and smiled. “I’m here every other day after 6. I want you again. “ I just smiled back and let him go home to his wife. I gather myself a bit and go to find my shorts when I notice a cock slide under the stall. I’m not sure what this dude is wanting but I know what I want. I mounted the cock, and there was no resistance. This random stranger who I didn’t know, didn’t know what he looked like, was gonna give me my 8th load of the night. And boy did he. He pulsated so much in my pussy. It was probably the biggest load I’ve ever gotten. Couldn’t tell with all the loads already in me. He pulled his cum covered dick out of my cummy hole and I put my shorts on. You’d think after 8 fucking loads in your ass you’d be tired and sore. Hell. Fucking. No. I was still raging but it was late. I figured I would go to the woods and at least play with my own hole. As I’m pulling up I notice this bad boy looking type guy. Leather jacket, smoking a cigarette, leaning on his car by himself. I park a few spots away from him and he ended up coming to my car and asking what I was up to. He’s tugging at his cock while asking so all I do is pulled down my shorts, open my door and show him my hole. He drops his jeans to the ground and sticks his hard cock in my hole. This attracted a small crowd of 2 or 3 guys. He pumps his babies in me giving me my 9th load and leaves. I’m in nothing but a t shirt and jock, and I notice this guy has my shorts in his hands, I run to try and get them back but he leaves in his car. I’m too horny to care too much. I just focus on the next guy who’s at my car jerking his cock. “can I have a turn with your hole?” “Fuck yeah.” I’m pushed up against my car and yet another stranger is pumping me raw. He fucks hard for 10 minutes and I feel my untouched cock getting ready to unleash. “You’re gonna make me shoot, keep fucking me.” “Yeah? You want my fucking load?” “Please.” “Fuck yeah I’m gonna dump in you. Ah fuck I’m dumping in you. Oh shit. I just flooded your pussy, man. “ I beg him to stay inside me. I can usually cum handsfree but he stopped fucking right before I came so I had to jack while his cock was still in me. He pulled out and zipped up and walked away. I drove home in just my jock and a t shirt. With 10 loads of cum flooding out of me and onto my seat. I fucking love being a cumdump.

Tony and Charlie's bedroom already reeked of mansex, and with the rest of the swim team standing there waiting to fuck my boyfriend Joe, I knew it was about to get a lot more intense. I looked down at my boyfriend's ass and saw ropes of cum seeping out. His hole was red and puffy. Charlie took my hand and guided my fingers. “Rub that cum in, boy. It'll help sooth his guts, and it'll keep him nice and slippery for the rest of the team.” Tony was smiling, standing with his hands on his hips, his dick already hard again, bouncing slightly. “The boy asked 'Who's next?'” Tony roughly turned by boy over so he was on his back, knees up to his chest. I asked him, “Is the team going to fuck him bare too?” “Hell, yeah. That's what he came he for.” I had no clue what he was talking about. Out of the ten or so guys standing there, the most senior swimmers were Mike, Dan, and Andrew. Mike had shoved his fat dick in my mouth earlier as Charlie was tricking me into taking his dick raw. He strutted up to me and said. “I think it'll be your boyfriend's job to finish what you started earlier. But first, get me wet for him. Wouldn't want to tear him up, at least not until everyone's had a go, right?” I knew he had a point. I wanted my boy to enjoy this as much as possible. I knelt and slobbered all over his dick as Mike grabbed the back of my head and forced his manhood all the way to the back of my throat. He pulled out, taking my hand and wrapping my fingers around the base of his cock. “Put it in his hole.” I guided his slimy cock into my boy's dripping hole. He grunted as Mike slammed in without any hint of compassion or concern for my boy's pleasure. “Fuck. I've been waiting to tag this boy's hole again since Spring tryouts!” Again, I thought? Had my boyfriend already been fucked by these guys, even before we met? Mike hammered away at his target, picking up the pace. I watched as his hips slammed forward over and over again, finally shooting his wad into my Joe's eager hole. Andrew was next up. He flipped my boyfriend over onto his knees and started fingering my boy's hole. I couldn't believe the flood of cum that rushed out. He wiped some on his hard dick and fingered the rest back into my boyfriend's hole. “Wanna watch this up close?” he asked me. He instructed me to lay on my back under my boyfriend, with my chin right under his balls. “Spread his cheeks for me.” I followed orders, my face only inches away as Andrew entered my boyfriend. He was much more gentle than Mike had been, and took his time. My boyfriend must have liked his style. He started moaning. Only then did he realize my dick was right in front of his face. He was moaning too much to give me a proper blowjob, but that was okay as I would have cum in a second. After a few minutes, Andrew said, “Here it cums!” He thrust in, balls deep. I was amazed that I could literally see his balls churn and see the cum flow up his cock and into my Joe's willing ass. He stayed there for a minute before withdrawing. Dan stepped up next. His dick was shorter than the other guys, but still an impressive six inches or so, and it must have been as thick as a beer bottle. “I usually go last,” he chuckled. “I need a few dicks to loosen up a boy's hole for me first. And lots of lube.” With the rest of the team standing in a semicircle, all jacking, Dan pulled my boy onto his side. He laid down next to him, almost like they were spooning. “It's okay Joe. Just back onto it.” By this time, Joe was loose enough to take him all the way. After laying there taking Dan's thrusts, it was like he came to life. He maneuvered Dan onto his back and started riding his cock. “Damn,” Dan shouted, “I think he may be a bit loose for me!” He ordered me to crouch in front and shove some fingers in there. My cock was drooling precum, so I used a bit to lube up my fingers and managed to get three into my boy's hole, gliding next to Dan's dick as he ravaged Joe. I saw more of that familiar pink foam on my hand, knowing that Joe had to be bleeding a bit inside. With the added tightness, it didn't take Dan long to add his spooge to the rest. He lifted Joe up so just the tip of his wide cock was in Joe's ass. I watched as cum oozed out from Joe's hole and down Dan's dick. “Clean up that mess, boy,” shouted Tony. The coach forced my head onto Dan's cock. I tasted cum, cum, and more cum, mixed with the taste of ass and blood. After that, it was a free for all. I watched as my boyfriend took at least seven more cocks, some long and skinny, some thick and curved. The only thing they had in common was that they all fucked my boy's hole bare. By the end, my boy was on the floor in the middle of the room, soaked with sweat, cum all over his crotch. Tony said, “Now it's your turn boy.” For a moment, I thought they all wanted a turn at my hole. The look on my face must have shown my anxiety. “No. Let your boyfriend finally cum. We want you to sit on his cock. And guess what's going to lube your hole, boy?” I knew all of those guys' cum was going to go in my hole. I knew Joe was desperately in need of release after all that. I went down on my hands and knees, my ass upturned and ready. Joe was still on his back, with has ass drooling buckets of cum. Charlie and Tony mopped up the mess with their tongues and hands, witping and spitting it onto Joe's dick. Tony worked his fingers into Joe's hole, releasing a ******* of jizz. He pressed his fingers into my ass, working as much cum into my raw hole as possible. When Joe had recovered enough to get to his knees, the guys carried him over to me. Joe leaned on my back, too tired to move, but still desperate to fuck. Mike and Andrew spread my cheeks. Dan and Charlie guided Joe's dick to my hole as Tony lined up behind Joe. Joe moaned, and I knew Tony was fucking him again. As Tony thrust into Joe, Joe moved involuntarily forward as his cock entered me. He was like a ragdoll as Tony pummeled his sore, loose hole. “Fuck, I love it sloppy,” jeered Tony. Joe couldn't hold off long and I felt him shooting his load into my hole, mixing his seed with that of the entire team. We all collapsed onto the floor and laid in a sweaty pile. When Joe and I had come to our senses, the team was gone. Charlie and Tony were laying in the bed. We were both sticky, covered with cum and sweat, but didn't they didn't want us to shower. They got up, helped us to dress, and led us downstairs. Tony called us a cab, as we were both to exhausted and fucked up to drive. He whispered to us as we got in the cab, “Make sure you don't wash your holes tonight, boys. We worked hard to get you both full of cum, and you'd better stay that way all night.” In the ride back to campus, Joe confessed to me that he had let some of the team fuck him at Tryouts. He also confessed that he had taken their dicks raw and let them cum in him. He explained that he wanted to be part of the team. “What about disease,” I asked him, realizing what a hypocrite I was, sitting there with my ass oozing cum just like his. “Um yeah. About that. A few weeks after Tryouts, I got sick. Real sick. Don't be surprised if you get real sick in a week or so. They call it the fuck flu.” To be continued?

Charlie led me through the house, and up a flight of stairs. At the top step, he reached for my cock and jerked it a few times. “I want you to be ready to jump into whatever action we find. I'm sure Tony will be teaching your boyfriend a few things about being on our team.” We walked past a few closed doors, and then stopped at one that was cracked open. “Take a peek,” Charlie whispered, as he licked my ear. “I'm sure you'll like what you see.” In the dim light of the bedside table, I could see two bodies on the bed. I knew immediately that it was Tony and my virgin boyfriend, Joe. Tony was sitting up, leaning against the headboard as my boy's head was bobbing up and down on his dick. Charlie creaked the door open. Tony noticed we were there, but Joe was so busy, he didn't stop what he was doing. I guess I must have had more experience giving head, because Joe was mostly licking up and down on Tony's thick uncut monster. It looked like it had to be at least eight inches long. Poor Joe could only get his mouth over the very tip without gagging. Tony smiled at me asking, “Did Charlie make you one of us yet?” I nodded, without saying anything, my mouth hanging open. I felt my cock hardening even more. I was so turned on watching this older stud use my boyfriend's mouth. “Guess you haven't taught him much about fucking, huh?” “No.” Joe kept on slobbering on Tony's cock. “Oh yeah, boy, get it nice and wet. You'll be glad you did.” Tony asked Charlie, “Is that boy any better at cock sucking than this one?” “Dunno,” said Charlie. “I didn't get his mouth on my dick. I went right for his sweet hole. And I filled it up with hot dirty cum, just like I thought you'd like.” “Good boy, Charlie...” Tony waved at me again, and I walked closer. All the while, Joe was slobbering all Tony's meat and didn't even look up. Tony instructed me, “Get your dick in my mouth, boy. Joe, watch this.” At that Joe looked up in time to see Tony swallow my dick all the way to the base. He did this over and over. I looked at Joe, freaked out that this would totally ruin our relationship. He didn't even seem to notice what was going on; his eyes were glazed over and it was like he was in another world. “Alright, boy. Show Joe how it's done.” I knelt down beside my boyfriend and tried to swallow Tony's cock. I got farther than Joe did, and managed to do so without gagging. “Deeper. Deeper. Keep those teeth away from my dick, boy.” After blowing him for a minute or two, Joe started licking his dick. Our tongues flicked each other as they met on Tony's cock. The sensation gave me shivers. Tony was cheering us on as Charlie watched, slowly jacking his dick and rubbing his hands over his hair chest, tweaking his nipples. Tony looked up, and told Charlie to get Joe ready. I knew what was coming next, even if Joe was too blissed-out to notice. Charlie pulled Joe's ass up a bit higher and squatted behind him, leaned in, and starting licking his hole. Tony told me to get up and help Charlie get his ass ready for fucking. Joe went back to slobbering all over Tony's dick as he moaned. I knelt down so my face was only inches away from Joe's hole. I was entranced, watching Charlie's tongue dart over his rosebud. “Pry his cheeks open,” Charlie snorted. I held my boyfriend's asscheeks as far apart as I could. Joe was moaning, slobbering all over Tony's dick the whole while. I watched, transfixed as Charlie worked first one finger, then two, then three up Joe's tight virgin hole. After a minute or two, I noticed Charlie's fingers were coming out pinker than they had started. “Think he's ready?” “Oh yeah, he roughed up pretty good.” Charlie groaned. “Excellent job. You always know how to prep them so it takes the first time.” Charlie smiled. I wondered how fucking could make anything take anything, but what did I know? Tony shimmied himself down on his back along the mattress until his hard slimy cock was almost perfectly aligned with Joe's wet pink hole. “Aren't you going to help a man out,” Tony asked. “Guide my dick into your boyfriend's hole. You want him to be part of our team right? Joe, you know your boyfriend is already on the team, and I haven't even seen him swim.” Charlie took my hand and guided it to Tony's throbbing cock. I wrapped my fingers around the tip and aimed it towards Joe's hole. I swear his ass was winking, opening and closing, seemingly empty after it had been full with three fingers just seconds before. Tony's dick stabbed Joe's ass and bit by bit started going in. I figured Joe was looser and more prepared than I had been when Charlie speared his dick into me a half hour earlier. After working it in slowly, I took my hand back, but kept my face close. I couldn't believe how much Joe could stretch to accommodate Tony's girth. After a few slow thrusts, Tony started getting a bit faster. I noticed too that his dick was pinker and pinker with each thrust. “Does it hurt?” I asked. I got a muffled “Hmphhhhhhh...” in reply. Only then did I notice that Charlie had climbed up on the bed. He was forcibly thrusting his cock in and out of Joe's mouth as Tony slobbered all over Charlie's ass. Tony's dick kept sawing in and out, faster and faster. He slowed down, and pulled off of Charlie's ass long enough to say, “Feels like it's getting a bit dry back there. You got any of Charlie's gift in your butt, boy?” I reached back and fingered my hole a bit, and sure enough, some of Charlie's cum came out in gobs. “Lube me up, boy.” I was so turned on by the idea of lubing his dick with someone else's cum that I couldn't help but jack myself with one hand while I smeared cum on Tony's dick and all over my boyfriend's asshole. I came almost instantly, shooting my load all over the bedspread. I scooped up my load and smeared in Tony's dick too. In just a few seconds of thrusting, the white goo turned to pink froth, piling up at the base of Tony's dick. Charlie swung out of Joe's mouth and jerked his cock over Joe's hole. He came, squirting volley after volley of seed onto Tony's thrusting dick. Even though Tony's was the only dick that had fucked him, so far, it was like Joe had already taken three loads! I was still hard. Tony's breathing was getting more and more shallow, so I knew he was close. “Want to see my cum make your boyfriend one of us forever?” “Oh fuck yeah!” I shouted. Just then, I heard a chorus of “Fuck yeah! Breed his hole! Take his neg cherry! Break him in! Seed that boy!” Behind me nearly all of the swim team has assembled, cheering Tony on. “Coach! Coach! Coach!” Tony grunted and started shooting his load deep into my boyfriend's guts. He kept thrusting away. I could see ropes of cum trickling out of Joe's hole and down onto his balls. “Lap that up boy,” smiled Charlie. “It's the sweetest gift you'll ever get.” Tony's dick started going soft and it plopped out of Joe's hole. Tony flipped over Joe onto his back like he was a worn out rag doll. He pulled his knees up to his shoulders, and fingered Joe's well-fucked hole. It was red and puffy, and the pink dripping out was still redder. I figured he must have been bleeding a bit somewhere up inside. “Clean up your boyfriend's hole, boy.” Joe kept moaning as I tongued up the pink mixture, knowing it was my load, two of Charlie's, and Tony's. Joe was sweaty and clearly exhausted. Tony looked at him asking, “Now, you've made Coach Tony happy. What about your team members? They've all got a gift to give you. Each and every single one of them has the gift.” I couldn't help but be a bit jealous. All of these hot guys were going to get to fuck my boyfriend before I did! “Who's next,” he asked? To be continued....

? INTERVIEW WITH A DEMON (WARNING: Deep evil, immoral, ritual, Devil, demonic - story fiction) Like any other day, it starts with the thought of sex. From the time I wake up in the morning with a hard-on. My usual routine is to jack off and start the day. If I don’t, I’m driven to search out sex throughout the day. This particular day, I forgo the jack-off routine and check my ad emails online. Hoping to make a hook-up. I Proceeded to get a couple hits over night. Sometimes I get lucky and others I can tell it’s just plain run-around. I write back or just delete. But, one email caught my eye. It had subject titled “ HAIL Sarah Palin” What the fuck! Not one for scam or wacko emails. I was so close to deleting the email and move on. My finger, curiously moved from the delete button, My hand moved the mouse like a Ouija game board marker. Before I knew it, the email opened up. A brief description opened up above my ad. “Hail brother! We saw your ad. My name is Jason. I’m 45 y.o, 5’-9”, 190#, bald, 8” cock. Let’s meet. Hope to hear back from you!.” It was a simple response. Attached to the email were a couple pics of Jason. One was a close up picture of his thick cock and hanging balls. Though, a couple things caught me off guard. Who is “We”? And what is with this “Hail brother” and “Hail Sarah Palin”? Trembling from the simple email, I was intrigued. Not sure what to do. Being a clean cut type with Christian upbringing, I paused. In the end, I sent back a reply. Very basic email. Not giving out too much information. As I “SEND” my email I started to get up, a “ding” email came back. It was from Jason. Damn, he must have been sitting at his computer anticipating to hear from me. I opened it up and it said he was available anytime. He preferred to meet at his place and in the evening or nights. It gave his text/phone number. It showed local number. Hey, what the heck, I texted him back right away. We had a open basic dialog back and forth for 10 minutes. I wasn’t still sure of what this was all about. I was still intrigued but unsure if I wanted to meet with him. But, he was insistent in meeting this evening. I agreed to time and his place.

Atlanta is gonna be home to me sooner rather than later. The number of loads I took during Atlanta Pride Weekend was amazing. It's rare for a Black Bear Bottom to leave a sex party with a sore hole, more often or not I am expected to top; limp dick or not. Not Atlanta and not at Manifest. I got 3 loads on Friday, from the same guy. And Saturday I lost count; my only issue is the best stroke of the night insisted on a condom. With a cock as big as his and as rare as it is for me to get fucked; I had to allow him up my generally latex free hole. I enjoyed him as well as the 8 others that fucked me, some more than others. But I will be back probably for a Cumunion event.

Hi all, I'm sorry to post another "How much risk" did I take post, but I need to tell my story somewhere, to someone, and I found this community here, so I hope you don't mind. I'm legitimately curious about the statistics published for HIV transmission. It seems incredibly difficult to effectively transmit this in sex, and I hear plenty of stories of guys going years actively chasing HIV and never converting and other guys getting it on their first exposure. So , I guess it's all a flip of the coin, but it seems more likely than not it would take multiple exposures to successfully convert, and I find that incredibly interesting. I was, and still may be, HIV Negative, and I would prefer to stay negative, but I recently had a severe lapse in judgement and placed myself in some risky situations. I topped a partner bareback who was "on prep" and I was in a bareback gangbang topping someone who was "undetectable" I picked up chlamydia somewhere along the way, but won't have conclusive HIV results for a few more weeks. On the recent fuck, I had bright pinkish spot on the head of my penis for the 5 minutes following sex. I've never seen anything like it before, and in my mind that's a sign of something entering me, although it could have been irritation or something innocent. Maybe the closest thing to google is balanitis, but it was a small spot, went away immediately, and I'm circumcised..so I'm not sure. I read a good analogy on here recently that flying is the safest form of transportation, but every flight I'm on is going to be the one that crashes. So, that logic applies here with me. I know the statistics and science behind these acts and medication, but I'm ultimately relying on someone else to keep me safe. I know I need to pursue prep if I'm still neg. I ultimately know what I need to do, but it's just oddly therapeutic posting my story online for others to read. I know this post was probably a mess of emotion and words. Thanks for taking the time to read.

I have to wonder just how tight he is? I guess I will soon know when I split him open and breed him balls deep.

Part 21 - The Day Before Thanksgiving Boarding the flight to LA the group had six seats together in upper class as Daniel, Jordan, Lucy, David, Steve and Callum took their seats on the flight to LA. Steve noticing one seat near them at the very front was empty couldn't help but glance at the anxiousness of the cabin crew by the door, this usually meant someone very famous travelling. Callum had also noticed the goings on at the door, but he could see passengers still boarding in economy. Daniel looked up at them from his seat "What are you two doing?". Callum looked back at Daniel "Someone famous is travelling today, cabin crew look anxious, it's always a tell tell sign". "Oooh who do you think it is?" Daniel said standing up and Callum shrugged his shoulders. Suddenly the flow of passengers boarding stopped and the curtain was drawn between upper class and the back of the plane. The airline escort appeared at the door and headed towards them followed by Sam. Mumblings became evident as the other passengers gasped at seeing who boarded the plane and their eyes followed him as he walked towards the front of the plane. Sam saw the surprises on their faces and was smiling at them as he approached Callum's seat, the now short hop to his own seat took longer as he had to hug all six of the group. Jordan was first to ask "We didn't know you were going to LA this morning?". "I have a studio session in a couple of days plus I am spending thanksgiving with Nicky and Kit" Sam replied. Jordan laughed "That is where we are all going". Sam smiled "I know, Nicky and Kit invited me over to join you all on Thursday, hope you don't mind me gate crashing". Jordan now back in his seat "Sam of course not, after all we hope you consider us all as friends". For Sam a flight like this would usually involve numerous interruptions by other passengers wanting a selfie or autograph, he was happy to oblige in most cases except when he wanted sleep. Today he would only get interrupted when the group went up to the bar to sit and chat, the rest of the flight his friends made sure no one could intrude. It was only after 7 hours in to the flight that the group finally settled down and caught a few hours nap before lunch was served an hour before their arrival. The aircraft flew to the north of LA and out over the pacific getting lower and lower as it did so, finally it banked to the left and lined up on the glide path for the final approach. Jordan looked out of the window and clearly visible was Huntington Beach and Newport, the last time he saw this view was when he left Sage and LA for good, he had hoped never to see this place again but the memories flooded back. The aircraft came to a stop at the gate and the group were whisked away by a fleet of limo's to the VIP arrival centre to clear immigration and await their baggage. Sam was staying at the Wilshire Beverly Hills and said he would see them all tomorrow as he climbed in to his limo. Within 30 minutes they were leaving LAX and heading up towards Beverly Hills and Coldwater Canyon. Callum had never to been to LA and this was Daniel's third visit so they listened intently as Jordan pointed out some of the buildings and landmarks. They passed Paramount studios and began their drive through Beverly Hills before starting up hill to the exclusive communities of Coldwater Canyon. By the time they arrived Patrick and Lee were already there sitting out by the pool, Steve hardly got through the door before the children came running up and dragged him off to the pool since he had become their pool buddy on his frequent but short trips. Daniel and Jordan settled in and unpacked before joining the now very busy house, full of noise from laughter, talking and splashing in the pool. By 5pm the children were picked up as they had a sleepover at a friends house which left just the adults sitting outside on the terrace, Daniel was busy making up a bowl of salad in the kitchen on the opposite side of the house. Kit was pouring drinks for everyone from the wet bar by the pool before he called over to the group. "I am waiting for a friend who will join us for an hour before we head out if anyone else is interested" he said. Jordan looked over "Where are you off to?". "An open mic bar off Rodeo for new bands, pretty awesome place if you like country rock" he replied placing a drink on the table. "Sounds interesting will see if Danny fancies it unless the jetlag hits in" Jordan laughed. Sage drove up through Coldwater Canyon he had no idea how things would pan out so he would play it by ear, there was no doubt that one person would not be happy to see him. He didn't worry about that as he could put on his best show to win them all over. He pulled up to the gated community, the security guard checked Nicky and Kit's list and opened the gates, Sage drove along the row of hidden mansions until he found the number of the one he was looking for. The gates stood open so he drove in and parked at the front of the imposing building and got out of the car, walking over to the front door he pushed the button. "Figured some of you might be washed out from the time difference" Kit chuckled and heard the door bell. Daniel shouted from the kitchen "Do you want me to get that?". "Yes please" Kit shouted back at Daniel. "So what is this friends name and is he someone else famous?" Callum asked from the pool side. "Oh, reckon you might fancy him he is muscled beyond belief, his name is Sage" Kit replied again. "What?" Jordan sat bolt upright with a horrified look on his face. Daniel opened the door "Hello". Sage looked, smiled and pointed a finger "Oh hang on your err... Daniel isn't it?". Daniel laughed "Yes, but who are you?". Sage laughed "Sorry, I'm Kit's plus one were heading off to band night later" he replied evading giving his name out. "Oh right yes I just heard Kit mumbling something about it but couldn't quite hear everything". Sage smiled "Oh Daniel can I ask you a favour, I got some bottles in the trunk and need a hand if you don't mind". Daniel smiled at his charming manner being completely taken in "Of course". They strode across the driveway towards Sage's car. Jordan jumped out of his chair quickly followed by Patrick and Lee who understood what was going on. Kit stood there holding his drink. David suddenly remembered where he heard the name Sage from and jumped up following Lee. "What is going?" Kit asked loudly. David looked back "Sage is the ex Jordan ran away from". "Oh fuck" Kit dropped his drink and went running. The commotion on the pool terrace was bodies scrambling to their feet and running through the lounge and round the side of the house shouting Daniel's name as they ran. Sage opened the trunk door and Daniel looked on rather discombobulated at the empty trunk, the dull pain and force stunned Daniel before he fell head first in to the trunk, he felt dizzy as his body was being pushed and forced in to the trunk, disorientated and dazed he saw the light disappear and a loud clunk as the trunk door closed. Sage jumped in the driver seat and turned the ignition key as the engine roared in to life. Jordan flew out of the front door as the car tyres screeched spinning madly and Sage drove out of the driveway at top speed. Daniel panicked punching hard at the roof of the trunk continuously. Jordan sunk to his knees his head in his hands screaming 'No, No' as the back of the car sped out of the gates. Nicky had already called the police and was now calling the gated security guard to stop the car, Kit opened up the garage door and got his Ferrari out shouting to Jordan to get in. Nicky ran back in the house and came out throwing a set of keys at Patrick take the BMW and follow them, Lee and David got in and set off in pursuit. Everything happened in minutes and Sage could not believe his luck at getting the biggest prize so easily. Lucy had tears rolling down her face sobbing whilst Nicky comforted her, Callum was crying in the arms of Steve who just looked on unsure what had just happened. Sage sped through the community turning on to the entry road, he saw the gates firmly closed with the guard standing there, he knew he couldn't stop and with that he pressed his foot down harder on the accelerator. The guard went to pull his gun out but was to slow, he jumped out of the way as the car ploughed in to the gates with a tremendous crashing and clanging sound as they fell free of their hinges spinning to the ground behind the car. The guard got to his feet and saw a Ferrari coming down fast, he managed to pull one of the gates out of the road to let the car pass. He ran back to the booth and got the cctv camera picking up the cars arrival to get the registration plate. The BMW 4x4 screeched to a halt at the gate. "Are you okay?" Patrick called out of the window. "Yes I'm fine, I have just given the registration to LAPD they are on it" he called over to Patrick. The BMW pulled away whilst David sent a text to Jordan asking where they got to and followed them as Jordan gave directions. Sage turned off down a dirt track to hide for a while as he suspected they would be following him, with the car shielded from the road he got out and sensing they were alone he went around to the trunk.

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Well, damn...your ass/pussy/mancunt was a source of great pleasure. I really enjoyed the unique character of each time/place I defiled you . Here's the latest pic of my meat--the cock that taught you why I"m addicted to sling fucking...

A friend just told me that he bred a guy with ice cubes up his ass. I have never heard of this before. Has anyone had cubes up their ass, or seeded someone while they did? Would LOVE to hear more about it.

I don't know about all the facts and figures on HIV transmission, and I'm sure other people could answer that better or point you in the right direction, but the bright pinkish spot on the head of your penis following sex that quickly wouldn't be a disease. It probably was more likely an irritation from rubbing a certain thing inside a certain way or maybe the position. I hope this helps about that part at least. I hope you are okay though. Your post does sound a bit of a jumble of emotion and anxiety or anticipation, which I understand.

Are you intimidated by the length, the girth, or both? A thick cock can be difficult to take, but if you're used to 7.5" dicks, you should be able to handle 9" with some practice. He's probably telling the truth about his size; my cock is just under 8" but because it's thick (and I'm a slender guy) men think it's larger than it is, I'm betting there's a similar thing going on with your perception of his equipment. So don't let yourself get nervous about him being too big, keep yourself calm and relax your body, and you should be okay. If your butthole clenches up, tell your top you need a moment, and let yourself relax again before the fuck continues. Couple other tips: Fuck in a position where you are able to sit on his cock and ride him, at least to start things off. Take about 1/3 of his cock, pull out and relube, take 2/3, pull out and relube, then try balls deep (if you feel up to it). There's been several times in my life when I thought a guy's cock was tearing up my insides, but taking a pause and applying more lube made everything fine and we were able to keep fucking. If he's in control of the fuck, just be blunt and tell him not to go balls deep until he's fucked you a few times. I had an ex that was MUCH larger than the men I had been with previously, and sex was a challenge for the first few weeks, but my body got used to his size and we didn't really have problems after that. A good hit of poppers can do wonders when you're struggling to take a dick.

I have done this to a guy who asked. I enjoyed the feeling on my dick as I fucked and they melted. More often, like others here, it's frozen cum I'm putting up someones' hole. I LOVE feeling it melt on my dick!

Hiya, looking for pervy doms that like to fuck while someone's watching. Can host tonight after 6, and my host wants to watch. Looks age etc not important. I'm poz, not on meds if you're looking to plant seed. call or txt 315 892 1561 or wckr nickbttm. Syracuse area.

Driving home from the home of a hung black top early this morning, I happened to take a road I rarely use and stumble upon an Asian style spa, containing seperate facilities for men and women, each complete with indoor pool, large hot tub, three dry steam rooms, one large sauna, open showers, a hallway with private massage booths, and a few dark cozy rooms for relaxation. I had heard from a few people that this spa was somewhat cruisey, and having nothing better to do after an hour of partying and riding his nine inch uncut cock, I pulled off and parked. It wasn't yet 7AM when I arrived, but luckily it opened at 6 on Sundays. From the outside it had little curb appeal, occupying the middle store front of a red brick mini-mall featuring entirely Korean businesses, and hiding behind deeply tinted windows. Once inside, I was surprised at how nice and modern the design was, with a marble desk, marble tile floors, and plenty of nice furniture and greenery in the lobby. The man working the front desk was Korean, about 5'3" tall and barely spoke a word of English. He explained in broken sentences while pointing to signs and photos in the brochure. I found it hard to believe the tiny store front could hold even a fraction of the things it promised, and my instinct was to forget about it, untill he pointed out it was only men on my side and all visitors were required to be naked in the pool and only wear a towel outside the locker room. So $15 bucks and I took the locker key, towel and disposable flip-flops and walked into the locker room. While I stripped off my clothing I marveled at how big the locker area was considering the apparent limitations on size, until I made my way into the spa area and discovered this place was tremendously more than meets the eye. Getting a feel for the place while wondering from room to room, it dawned on me that the spa actually filled most of the mini-mall, running the entire length of it behind the other shops. There were no other guests at this early hour, so I tossed my towel over my shoulder and lazily stroked my cock, only pausing to ensure there were no employees beyond each doorway. I already loved how clean everything was, and smirked when I realized most of the rooms had a tinted window out into the main hallway so guys inside could see if someone was coming. The only doors I found to be locked were the port to the women's side, the hallway with the massage booths, and a door evoking some laughter: marked "Wearhouse - Employs Only Pleese." With no one to interrupt my stroking and exploring, I took advantage of the steam room, sauna, showers, pool and jacuzzi, filling up most of an hour before realizing I had thoroughly soaked my towel and couldn't see any replacements. Serendipity stepped in, taking the form of a young korean boy/man entering from the lockerroom, pushing a mop-bucket. I asked him where the replacement towels were, and he motioned for me to follow him back into the locker area, pointing out an unmarked cabinet full of them. He surprised me by retreiving one, handing it to me, and pulling the one from around my waist, revealing my semi-hard cock. Showing no sign of noticing, he simply tossed the used one in the hamper and stood watching me dry off (which didn't help my hardening cock). "First time here?" he pondered. I nodded the affirmative, wondering if he was circumspect due to poor language skills or just a teen of few words. "Want a tour?" Taking him up on it, I finished drying, as he moved to a locker towards the back corner, unlocked it and began stripping. Once he was naked I had to try my hardest not to stare at his smooth, thin, tan body, especially his bubble butt and soft 4 inches of uncut asian meat. He slipped on a very baggy pair of shorts with the spa logo emblazened across the rear, which hung low enough to show me the v-shape from his flat abs to his small patch of black wispy pubes. I knew by law he had to be 18, but he could easily have passed for 13 or 14 if it weren't for his man sized cock, which was practically the only reason his shorts didn't fall off as he pointed out the different facilities. I barely heard what he said with all my concentration working to keep my dick from getting hard. He even showed me the empty women's side, and the massage hallway, proudly pointing out a sign featuring "New! Male Masseurs! $25 for 30 mins, $40 for deep tissue." When he admitted that he was the sign maker, I knew he could speak and read english just fine, and we sharred a laugh over the poor wording on the "wearhouse" sign. I asked what was beyond that door, which halted his laughter, and returned him to short statements "just storage." Thanking him for the tour, I noticed he didn't lock the massage hallway when the left, so I snuck back in to get a better look. The hall had three 8x10 booths with massage tables and some small shelves in the center, with a black light, stereo and overhead light completeing it. The doors were saloon style, but full length with hook and eye locks for privacy. I was tempted to ask the teen if he was one of the guys I could have massage me, hoping deep tissue meant balls deep, but thought better of it since he might be the owner's son. While the boy mopped, I felt the urge for some partying, so I snuck my glasses case holding the pipe, favors and lighter, out of my locker and back into the massage hallway. I locked myself in one of the booths and took hit after hit with little time between, just in case someone came into the massage hall. Unable to smoke with no distraction, I snooped through some drawers and came up with nothing more than some cds, a few candles, some rope to fasten onto the over head bars for "walking massage," and a drawer filled with towels. Since the towels were much softer here, I tossed the one the boy gave me into a basket under the table and reached in for one that looked similar, so he wouldn't notice. Lifting out I felt something inside it, unrolled it and discovered a tan vibrating dildo with a dark pink head, much like I imagined the mop boy's cock to look like hard. I couldn't resist the temptation, lubed it up with some massage oil and sank down onto it. My dick went fully erect and began leaking as I rode the dildo, imagining the teenager breeding me. Only seconds from cumming, I heard the locker room door open into the main hallway, and scampered to rehide the dildo, tuck my 7.5 inch uncut cock up against my hairy abs, and tie my towel around it so it would be less obvious. Listening for a sign that I could head back into the main hall, I could hear the desk worker, who I figured to be the owner, speaking Korean to the cleaning boy. They sounded close enough that I worried they might find me, but instead I heard them head into the wearhouse, prompting me to scamper out of hiding and across to a semi-private alcove. More Korean wafted to where I sat eaves dropping, now eliciting responses from 2 or 3 more young men. While the language was foreign, the tone was not. The boss was pissed they weren't working and was yelling at them to get out on the floor of the spa. It made no sense to me why he was angry since I was his only customer, unless all of them were supposed to be cleaning. I peered around the half wall when I heard the boss exit back through the locker room, and got excited by the wearhouse door standing wide open. Getting as close as I dared, I could make out some storage shelves, maintainence equipment, laundry machines, tons of towels and a couch and flat screen, where three dark haired heads faced away from me. None of the heads were my tour guides, so I glanced around to see where he'd gone. On the very back wall was a door marked private, and a minute later he emerged from it, towing a 20ish korean girl, nude, with a pipe in her hand. Behind the door were three or four bunk beds, a few holding sleeping korean men and women. So the "wearhouse" was where the help lived, possibly working in exchange for passage to the U.S. Ducking back into the alcove, I could just see one corner of what was happening as the girl took a big hit off the pipe and shotgunned with my teen. He took the pipe and she sank to the floor, pulled down his shorts and started sucking like a hoover, while he encouraged the other guys from the couch to stand up and join in. I couldn't really see the couch, but one guy appeared from it, and boy did he make me happy I'd stopped in. He was the tallest of the Koreans so far, probably standing 5'8", but he was buff and ripped, with no body fat, covered in caramel smooth skin, including his shaved pubes and underarms, allowing his nice 7 to 8 inch cut cock to stand out proudly. The new guy took the pipe from the tour teen and took a big hit as well, while the girl took turns sucking their cocks. Admittedly I was disappointed that they were into girls, but the show made up for it in spades. Quietly I took a hit in my alcove as the teen pushed the girl down onto the floor, took her legs over his shoulders, and slid his hard 6 and a half inch, very thick uncut cock balls deep into her pussy. She wailed out something in Korean, which made the the buff guy speak up. "Shut up! Ujim hear you and come here." His voice was higher than most muscly guys, but seemed to fit his form when you considered that he was shorter than me by a good 6 inches, and probably only 19 or 20. His english wasn't great, but he seemed to be practicing it, since the teen helped correct his grammer before leaning over and sucking on the muscle dude's cock. I moaned softly while the boy busied his cock in the girl and his mouth by deep throating the muscle cock. Another figure appeared from the unseen couch, a shorter, younger looking version of the muscle boy. They must have been brothers since the younger looking one was identical down to the ass dimples, just slightly less defined and 2 inches shorter. His cock however was exactly the same as his brothers, which made it hotter as they stood there shotgunning hits back and forth while the teen tour guide sucked them off. Once the muscle boy had taken enough hits, he pushed the teen off the girl and rammed his own cock into her, sucking down his bro. Finally the last guy appeared, 5'7", slimmer than the muscle bros, but well defined and topped with the most handsome face and wavy black hair imaginable. His cock was around 7, thinner than the other three guys, but perfectly curved. I stood there watching them gang bang the girl for five more minutes, working my fingers into my hole, until the locker room door banged open, signaling someone's enterance. When the boys realized the warehouse door was open, the movie star looking guy dashed over and pulled it shut, ending my fun. Expecting the boss, I sunk back into the alcove and made myself presentable, and consealed my pipe case before stepping out to return it to my locker. Happily the boss was still in the lobby, and the door had been opened by a 45-50 yr old man with red hair, thick muscular ginger dusted chest, a small belly, tapering off at the tiniest towel ever made, precariously dangling from the man's hand, covering only his genitals. I admired his muscular legs and arms in the mirror while pretending to wash my hands, and blushed when I looked up and he was watching me watch him. He walked towards the pool doors at the end of the hall, but stopped beside me first to say hi. I stammered hello when he tossed the towel over one shoulder, so he could shake my hand. I didn't mean to stare but his cock was, in my mind, perfect. Thick trimmed meat, about 4 inches long, over heavy big balls, surrounded by short trimmed ginger pubes. As we shook hands, it began to twitch and grow, making my own meat follow the example. "Tom" He said, casually rubbing his big meaty, calloused paw down his pec, over his small gut and scratching dangerously close to his dick, making it swell even larger. "Dan. Nice meat to you," I said before I realized my mistake. Tom just chuckled and stepped into the shower and pool area. Like a drooling puppy dog I followed him, taking a shower across from his. Part two soon

Only one small problem that you wrote was he left his phone at his house before he went to the sex club..so he couldn't save the location if he didn't have his phone.. I did love the story though.. Great writing style and loved the ending...

Actually I inserted ice cubes in my ass to ease soreness from a rough fuck

"Tops have it soooo easy, "I thought to myself.."They just produce sperm, and pump it into asses." As I watched some porn on my phone- the enema bag made that signature gurgling noise for the forth time. I looked at the time, and made a mental note in my mine for 5mins. The cramping wasn't too bad as this was the last enema of the night. The time passed easily with some below average bareback gloryhole porn playing on my phone. "Easy...Easy" I said to myself as I made it to the toilet as if attempting not do detonate a bomb implanted into my ass pussy. As I finally get all of the solution out, I check the toilet for the verdict- clean as fuck. After I casually rinse everything off with hot water and set it to dry while i'm off being a whore. I test the code in the padlock, obtain a few needle-free syringes from my bag to fill my ass with thick silicone lube as soon as I arrived (I once leaked lube onto a rental car seat... NEVER again made that mistake again), and prepare my jock. After waiting another 20mins to ensure I wouldn't have any accidents on the way over, I got ready to head over to Manifest. "Lube, poppers, syringes, small towel for the car seat just incase I'm extra cumy, and cash." I said to myself quietly as if the NSA was listening on my cumdump adventures. Checked my phone, ugh the girlfriend texted as usual. "How's work?" Replied "Typical night here, how are the cats?". I love this girl, but I have a deep and dark desire for cock and cum. I took my extra PreP pill with a full glass of water right before grabbing the keys and walking out of the room. I use the service stairs as not to see any muggles on the way to my rental car. I arrive an hour after it started. The parking lot is full of a mixture of vehicles. I check to make sure I have everything in my pockets and head to the door. "BEEP BEEP" the shitty rental car responded as I locked it. As I approached the door I passed by a few randoms, saw some people creeping in their cars- the glow of Grinder and BBRT illuminating their faces, others scurrying off. The lobby was empty as usual. I paid my club dues, and stepped into the world of unprotected bareback sex. A few guys I remembered from my previous trips were spotted. The overly friendly fat guy with glasses that works there said hey baby to me. I'm personally not into small talk. I'm here for cock and cum. Not gossip and bs., but I nicely great him back, My asshole tingled as I located an empty locker. I stripped and stuffed my shit neatly inside. Ugh fuck my girlfriend texted again. I responded, then grabbed the lube, syringe, and poppers then headed over to the bathroom after I had locked the it. In the bathroom I checked my ass, lubed it, and took a prefuck piss. "Finally I'm ready !" I thought to myself. With poppers and extra lube in hand I headed towards the moaning to start my quest for loads. A few guys lined the hallways, creepy lol. The first sling room and fuck rooms were occupied. The gloryholes were available. I stepped in, locked the door, and glanced to see which hole I should press my ass against. If you look through the holes you can tell of the door is open or closed. Not the person themselves. The hole behind the door was occupied, so I casually brush my hole against it. Nothing. Finally a finger stroked my cheeks and i spread wide and press my ass agains the hole. A thick slick cock nudges my hole. Fuck I need poppers. I open my fresh poppers and take take a steady hit as the unknown cock slides home. I groan to myself and take another sniff of poppers. The top begins to slide slowly into my slick ass pussy as a great pace. I just keep my ass in place and relaxed as he pumps and pumps. "Is he black?" I thought, "he feels like he could be with his thick cock." BBC give nice rides. Feeling him speed up a little, I brace myself for deeper and harder thrusting. I decided to recap my poppers and hold on. FASTER and FASTER. All of a sudden I feel an extra wetness within my ass. He fucks me for another few mins and pulled put leaving a slight cum trail. I love this feeling. The top turns to another hole for oral, I add some lube to my happy ass, and I slip out from the booth. I decide to take a minor break and check out the rest of the club. There was a good crowd tonight. The typical guys were on the sofas in the video lounges getting blowjobs. Not my thing. Two things I won't to, go shoe-less at the bathhouse, and dick. Sorry guys! My ass in available for any bodily fluids you wish to deposit though. The guy really large and hairy guys was still in the sling. I honestly felt kinda bad for him. The two semi sling/fuck booths in the little hallway were unoccupied as usual. The slings with a view of the projectors had some action going on. Some older guys rubbed my chest hair as I walked by. I decided it was time to totally immerse myself in bareback man sex within the dark room. I honestly think they should make the darkroom larger and add another sling, but that's just me. The darkroom smelled like men, cum, and bad decisions. All of which I too was guilty of enjoying. Once again a few guys lined the entrance ways. I find that sooo annoying. Don't just stand there and look at guys as they enter and leave, either you're in or out. To be continued.....

Last night I tried something new and hooked up with a guy my own age lol. Last couple years I've been skewing younger and younger especially for one on ones. Groups is often a mix, but I still go for the younger asses for breeding. This attached, well built, vers Dad hit me up on bbrt a couple weeks ago. Both had a little trouble hosting but finally had it set up in advance for last night. I haven't bottomed much at all through most of the summer, and he had a great cock and wasn't shy that he wanted to breed me. I was horny for it and well prepared and LOVE to flip breed with another vers guy!! I am always a little skeptical of hooking up with other guys in our 50s though since a LOT can change in a few months and he's had the same pics for a pretty long time, but I liked the pics and our conversation leading up to it, so took a chance. So many twinks and jock types seem into Daddys now , so why should I be the one to discriminate against my own age lol. I arrived, and he told me he was already naked on his bed - come in - another bit of a red flag - maybe he didn't look like his pics, so wanted to already be hard and get things going before I changed my mind. He was watching porn and his cock was fat and rock hard. His pics were a little outdated - he was more hairy and not quite as firm as his pics, but obviously hit the gym and not bad at all- and that cock was mouth watering and making my hole hungry already. He gave great head and then started eating my hole pretty deep, 69'd some. I was definitely into him enough, but my mind started wandering to all the sexy twinks and hot muscle boys I've somehow been scoring with lately, but then I looked down at his greased up fat cock standing straight up again and purposely adjusted my attitude to start getting off thinking of all the DECADES of holes that cock had split open and how many loads have flooded his hole over the past 30+ years and totally got into all that use (both of us!!) and wanted my ass to be the next receptacle . He got up behind me and pushed in pretty easily. I lubed my cock and slow stroked and was rock hard eager to flip......when I was kinda juicy from the and he seemed a little close I asked if he wanted to flip. He then told me he hasn't been fucked in quite a while and thought my cock was too big from the pics, so he didn't prepare - ugh, that's my fun of hooking up with other vers guys - I could have picked a skilled power bottom or top stud, but I wanted to flip. He dd want it though, and told me I could stick the head in, but he wanted to cum first. This sounded like a BAD idea, but what the hell lol. His cock really felt incredible, and I could see why most guys wanted him to top them......I was so fucking hard I almost decided to stroke myself off and cum when he did, but took my chance on getting in his ass, and sure enough AFTER he held still and fully unloaded every drop, he rolled over and pulled his legs back and reminded me "just the head". Well we all know how "just the head" goes lol. I didn't want to go too deep and end up with a mess since he admitted he wasn't prepared, but I was also determined to sink my load INSIDE him, so I gave him some steady half shaft pumping, and after a couple mins felt my load boiling up. My balls were pumping for close to a minute and I just held still till I was empty and he was full lol. This morning I fared out his enormous load in the toilet and was surprised how much cum was there - he wasn't kidding he hadn't cum in a while!! We laid there and had some pillow talk admitting some of the SLEAZY stuff we get into. Sex club/bathhouse cumdumping, he gets into backing up to GH and video stores and after all that talk I told him next time he needs to prepare better and we're gonna have a better flip fuck going back and forth multiple times before cumming and I'lll be fucking him deep and rough . We both end up topping more due to supply and demand, but both get into being piggy sluts too. I also intend to hit him up when these twink pigs want more Daddys to load them up ( they ALL do lol). I need to give more Daddys a shot - it was a great fuck, and already kinda hungry for the next one!

Keep receiving and collecting cumloads! OINK!

Part 13 As Justin you multiple loads from every top I the group his mind was drifting to a dark place. He had renewed thoughts of not just getting his asshole younger brother fucked up and fucking him, but pozzing him and converting him from a straight male into a poz, bottom bitch for the group. As Justin rode back home with the twins he shared his twisted idea of getting his brother, Jason. Jason and Justin liked a lot a like that sure thought they were twins. His younger brother’s 18th was coming up next month and he asked the twins to help with a plan to get his brother fucked up and fucked, literally. The twins had a plan that they knew would work. Jason had never met the twins before. They created a situation where Justin and Jason would be on the elevator at the same time as the twins. The twins made it a point to call Justin names playing into Jason's anti-gay feelings towards his ‘faggot brother’. It work like a charm. Next thing Jason knew he was hanging out with the twins taking about girls, pussy and sex. The twins acted surprised to learn that Jason’s 18th birthday was coming up. They offered to throw a small party for him the Friday night of his birthday week (to be sure he was over 18 and legal). They told him that one of their girlfriend had a sister his age that he could easily fuck. Jason was excited and pumped at the thought of getting laid. He agreed to the joining the twins. When the night came, Jason was so excited he never questioned where the ladies were when he arrived at the twin’s place. They began to ‘drink’ with Jason thinking he was getting alcohol in his drink. What he didn’t know was that the strange taste in his drink wasn't alcohol but GHB. Kyle suggested that watch some porn while they waited for the ladies did arrive. The porn was hand picked to start with straight, hard core porn progressing to one that was bisexual. It was right as the bi porn started that Jason called to help the twins hey Justin over to the party house. Kyle said, “The ladies wasn’t to know if we’d like to come to where they are house sitting. They say there’s a private back yard with a pool and a hot tub.” Jason was watching the TV as the bi porn began to play when this was being said. The twins noticed his slight interest in what suddenly stayed on the screen add that asked him if he wanted to go to where the lady’s were house sitting. Jason said “Sure” with a definite slurring if guys speech. As they left the twins made sure Jason had a fresh ‘drink’ with enough G to get him loosened up for what was you cum. When they pulled up to the party house Jason had about a third of his drink left. Keith coached him up finish it as they approached the front door. There was a note directing then to go around the house to the back patio and get comfortable. As they entered the pool area Kyle began to strip as Keith said, “I guess that’s one way to get comfortable” and joined his brother stripping down. Jason was so G’ed out he feel on his ass as he tried you get out of his pants. The twins stupid to help him as he said, “I guess I really drunk.” Kyle told him, “Dude, you’re not drunk. It’s the G that was in your drink that you’re feeling. Don’t you feel real horny?” The twins felt up his body, punchy his nipples, rubbing his flat stomach and stroking his cock. His mind was screaming to run away, but his body would not cooperate. In his confused G'ed out brain he was disgusted and turned on at the same time. Jason was finding it a little difficult to stand, so when the twins helped him over to the sling, it was easy to get him to let down in it and even easier to lock the restraints on his wrists and ankles. The rest was all too easy as they were joined by Justin and the rest of the members of the group. On this rare occasion the group have Justin honors of being the first to breed his brother. Jason looked up to see a group of c naked men standing around him as his attention was drawn to his brother standing began his legs. Justin had a pipe in one hand and a torch in the other we he heated the bowl. When the smoke was evident he took a big hit regaining the bowl several times before leaning in and giving Jason a shotgun of Tina which he turned into a kiss. Jason’s mind was still screaming ‘no’ but his body said ‘YES’ as he leaned into his first man-on-man kiss while Justin played a little bit with his hole. When they broke off the kiss it was very even in Jason's eyes he was intrigued by the events. Jason was at first shocked when Justin slid two of his fingers, along with a nice size shard of Tina into his virgin ass. At first he squealed at the intrusion and complained about the burn, but the sensation of having his ass played with bright a response that Justin had hoped for as his little brother began to moan softly I rhythm with Justin finger fucking him. After a good 10 to 15 minutes Justin pulled his fingers or to his brother’s objection, “Justin, don't, please, oh god please put your fingers back in. It feel really good.” Justin, smiling the smile of victory answered, “You want something in your ass? How about my cock? I think you’ll enjoy it more then my fingers.” Jason seemed you understand the circumstances of a cock in his ass. It meant getting fucked by another guy and that was gay, he wasn’t gay as long as he didn’t get fucked. He answered his brother, “Bro you ain’t fucking me cuz I ain’t gay.” While the 2 brothers were exchanging words, Kyle was taking a bug hit of Tina and quickly gave Jason a shotgun that he turned into a kiss which Keith followed with another shotgun and kiss. It was clearly evident that Jason was into the kiss frugally when Keith stopped and Jason attempted to lean up for more. Justin said to his bound brother, “Not gay. Dude, you just kissed the twins and your own brother and I have to tell you, you were damn good at it too.” Jason felt the urge within him, but still tried to remain defiant, “FUCK YOU! You’re not going to fuck me.” That’s when the tourniquet m was placed on his right bicep, the alcohol wiped across a prominent vein and the instructions given to him, “Don’t move a fucking muscle our your likely to be in a world of hurt.” As defiant he was trying to be, the way that he was told to keep still had him frozen as he was given his first slam of Tina. When he deed was the and the tourniquet removed Jason began coughing as he rode his first rush. The first word he spoke were, “ON FUCK.” Justin was teasing his brother’s hole with his fingers as he asked, “How do you feel know about having me put something inside the ass?” Jason looked up at his brother and said “Yes, please.” With that said Justin pushed his cock inside his younger brother. Jason thought he was getting fingers put inside him, but was shocked at the thickness of the cock invading his virgin ass. Jason screamed out in pain as his brother’s dick sunk inside inch by inch. For a bottom, Jason has a decent 7” that his brother was definitely feeling. Once he was balls deep he asked his brother, “How are you feeling about getting fucked now?” Jason looked up at his brother and simply said, “FUCK YOU FAGGOT!!” All the guys standing around Jason got pissed off and knew how to make him pay. Jason looked down and told his brother, “You’re going to regret saying that to us.” Jason began to pound away at his brother's ass with out mercy. Jason could only yell in pain as his brother pounded away. Within about 10 minutes Jason cries of pain faded into moans of pleasure. Justin recognized the change and asked his brother, “I can tell you’re liking getting fucked now. By the time were done with you this weekend you're gong to be craving cock. You may try to deny it, but you’ll be thinking about getting a real man to fuck you. You might we find a chick to play house with, but you’ll only get satisfaction when you get fucked.” Jason was so drugged up that what his brother was saying which is part of his conversion from straight jock to jock bottom. It was time to get Jason to beg for cock and cum. Justin looked into his brother’s eyes and asked, “You ready for me to breed your formerly virgin ass? Ask me to cum in your ass bro.” Jason was confused, as much as he was enjoying getting fucked. Asking his brother to cum in his ass would propel him into questioning his sexuality. This was an important step in leading the 18 year old to not just thinking he yes gay, but cementing the fact that getting fucked went along with Tina and having a guy cum inside his ass. Justin was close, he stopped fucking and asked his brother again, “You going to ask me for my cum or do I pull out and you’ll never have to think about getting fucked again.” Justin began to slowly pull his cock from Jason’s ass. Jason mind was racing as he quickly said, “Cum in nut ass, breed me.” Justin slammed his cock back inside his brother and began a quick, rabbit fuck bring him to the edge of orgasm as he yelled out, “FUCK BRO, I’M COMING IN YOUR ASS. YOU LIKE THAT YOUR BIG BRO IS BREEDING YOU!” Justin filled good brother with his poz cum knowing it was to be the first of many poz loads he’d be getting over the next 2 days.

Part 12 The twins, Keith and Kyle, met a cute twink who had just moved into tired building with their mother and his younger brother. The twink, Justin, was 19, openly gay and on PrEP. He was the typical ‘twink’, you know, slim/lean, smooth, very fuckable. Justin had issue with his younger and very straight brother. Jason constantly picked on him for being gay. In the dark places on his mind Justin had thought about getting his brother so fucked up and then fucking him to show him the joys of gay sex, but could never bring himself to take action. The twins figured that they had a 2-for-1 ripe for the picking. First step would be to get Justin to a party and converted. Once Justin was part of the parties bottom crew, enlist his help to get b his brother. Justin was going to be easy to get once they told him about the monthly bareback parties is wanted to go. The next step was to switch his PrEP pills with ineffective placebos. The twins made suggesting that Justin jumped at without question. They suggested to hook up on a afternoon when his mom was at work and his ass hole brother was at school. While Kyle kept Justin ‘preoccupied’, Keith was able to check out Justin’s bathroom where he found an almost full bottle of the PrEP medication. He quickly exchanged the real pills with the fake pills and with a little over 2 weeks before the next party which Justin was all set to attend. In that time the ‘protection’ the pills were providing would be all gone and the dirty, poz cum he’d be getting at the party would have fertile ground to take hold. After that afternoon the twins made sure to avoid hooking up with the twink and did their best to ‘cock block’ him until the party. The success of their efforts resulted in a very horny, sex starved, twink bottom ready to be fucked over and over again. One thing the twins purposely failed to tell Justin about the party was the ever presence of drugs. He was immediately given a GHB laced Gatorade. Justin was a little nervous and quickly consumed the bottle. He then asked for another one before being shown where he could strip down and store his clothes. In his slightly nervous state the majority of the second bottle was gone by the time he was shown the party are around the pool. He quickly noticed the slings set up on the pool deck. He was eager to get fucked in one ever the twins had told him about them. Justin noticed a coupe guys smoking a strange glass pipe. He had heard about the pipe and Meth before and was told by some how it made sex feel so much better, and some told him to keep away that it would most likely fuck him up and he’d and up getting pozzed, but he knew he was on PrEP and was ‘well protected’. The three joined the group smoking which consisted of one of the regular bottoms as two top members of the party group. A second pipe seemed to appear from no where as the twins lit a torch and passed the pipe. When the pipe was handed to Justin he asked, “Is this Tina? The only thing I’ve smoked or weed.” Kyle answered, “Yes it is Tina. Give it a try. If you don’t like it you don’t have to smoke anymore.” The twins were thinking, ‘Justin wouldn’t have to smoke anymore me he didn’t like it, but they didn’t say anything about a booty bump or slam’. Once they got to playing with Justin’s hole they planned on using Tina laced lube along with slipping in shards. The twins knew once Justin was in the sling he’d be easy to slam with or without his permission. With a little coaching Justin took his first lung full to meth. With urging he took 2 more hits before passing the pipe. The way the pipe was passed Justin seemed to get it more then anyone else in the group that was smoking. Between the G and the Tina, Justin was getting very horny as the tops around him were starting to reach out and touch his sensitive nipples, his cock and balls and his hungry ass. The bottom there got on his knees behind Justin and began to rim his hungry hole as the others doubled their efforts on stimulating the first time high bottom. It was an easy suggesting getting Justin into the closest sling as Keith replaced the bottom at Justin’s hole. Kyle leaned in, kissed Justin then asking him, “Would you like to try slamming?” With the simulation he was feeling and the drugs clouding his brain he didn't understand the question when he answered “Yes.” With Keith still eating his hungry hole a tourniquet was quickly placed on his upper arm as Kyle with precision, swiftly slid the needle into a prominent vein, registered a quick flash of deep red and pushed the contents into the new chemed up bottom. Just went into a coughing for as the tourniquet was removed and the Tina flowed through his body centering on his groin where it caused his dick to shrivel and increased the hunger in his hole. Keith felt the change in Justin as he quickly stood up, slapped his hard cock against the twink's hungry ass and asked, “Are you ready for all of us to breed that neg cunt of yours?” Justin was riding his first rush as he tried to process all start was being said by the sexy studs standing around him. He was able to focus on Keith’s question and answered, “God yes, please fuck me, breed my neg cunt.” With that being said Keith slammed the full length of his cock into the tweaking teen balls deep eliciting a deep moan from Justin. Justin attempted to focus on what the men standing around him were saying. He thought he heard someone say something about ‘pozzing the neg twink’ and another person saying, ‘his PrEP pills were replaced by fakes last week, he has no defense against the dirty cum he’s going to be getting from all of us.’ At first he was shocked at what he was hearing, but it also turned him on for some strange reason. He continued to hear this and that and was figuring that they wanted him to be part of this group and that required him to become poz like them. Looking up at Keith and Kyle he asked, “Did you really switched out my PrEP pills for fakes?” Since Keith was getting close to depositing the first load of poz cum Kyle answered, “What if we did switch them, what are you going to do about it now?” At that moment Keith roared out, “FUCK! I’M CUMMING IN YOUR NEG ASS BITCH.” Justin knew every top that was about to fuck him were all poz and that his fate was sealed. He’d eventually would be poz like them. He pulled Keith in for a kiss thanking him, “This is fucking hot. I can’t believe I was trying to avoid getting pozzed, but now that it’s happening I can’t think of anything other then guys shooting their dirty, poz cum inside me.” Keith worked his load into Justin’s ass for a little while as his cock began to soften and slip from his seeded hole. He was quickly replaced by is twin who slid the full length of his cock into the freshly bred twink. Justin kissed Kyle before he stared to get fucked by the stud. He thanked him for switching out the PrEP pills that left him exposed to the pozzing that was taking place.

Tom is what he introduced himself as when we climbed into the diesel monster of a truck. I gave him my name and for a moment, nervously paused, trying to make small talk. Tom wasn’t really interested but kicked his seat back, hiked his hips upward, and slid his denims all the way down and off, prying his boots down. Nor did it seem was he going to waste any time. The look in the dark was pretty clear so I reached over and began to turn my body so that I could put his cock back in my mouth. I’m sure I looked comical with my ass up, uncomfortably turned in the seat with one leg propped on the door and one in the floorboard. My only instruction at first was “take your time.” His cock was almost soft again when I started so I got a taste of what I love, a warm dick hardening in my mouth and his balls, hairy and huge, tightening up under the touch of my fingers. My mouth was wet and appreciative as I worked it back to life. My predictions were true once it swelled, it was easily 8 inches and nice fist grip wide with that massively thick line that runs like hose along the backside of man’s cock to disappear just above his balls. I slid my tongue down on his head, let the tip of my tongue run under the ridge and over that stretchy section of skin from where he was circumcised. Maybe it was time that had made me so desperate for this or his smell or just the fact that I was a whore, I was ready to be bred by it from the moment I put it in my mouth. After a few he used his hands to guide me off his cock, down to his ball, pushing my head there to rest on his thighs while he worked his hands up on the steering wheel. I heard the rolling snap of a lighter and the smell of burning weed from years ago. And with that acrid smell heavy in the air, I sucked his hair sack into my mouth, even trying to run my tongue back to lick his asshole if I could. “C’mon boy, smoke with me.” Now, I wasn’t thinking clearly at this point obviously. I was in the military with less than a month to go before I headed back and I knew from job searches in my high school years that pot stayed in my piss for an uncomfortably long time. I knew it and I clearly didn’t care. I came up far enough to take a long drag, ashes falling on the hem of his shirt. I somewhat unwound from kneeling over his cock as we passed the joint back and forth, almost returning to a side-saddle position in the seat. But my eyes were never really on him, they were always on his cock, reaching back to rub my palm down the hardness. We played like that until it was clear he was as high as he wanted to be and he pulled me back over to resume sucking on his cock. While he may have been high as he wanted to be, I was as high as he needed me to be and as high as I had ever been. This wasn’t laced with anything of that I’m sure, but this was high powered shit and my eyes lidded and then closed back as my lips found his cock again. I’m not sure about you but pot, good pot lowers my inhibitions a bit which is normal but closing my eyes and just wallowing in that dick put flashes of sick fetishes I had looked at, sometimes shamed from internet searches. A cock launching come across my face in one of these moments, licking deeply in a dark furry armpit, swiping my tongue as toilet paper across gaping shithole of some dom, of a fist sliding deep inside a hole; all of these images churned in my head. These were dark thoughts spurned on by the cock and my addled brain. Worship service ended sometime, though whether it was minutes or hours that I slowly swallowed his dick over and over again, I couldn’t really tell you. Tom gently guided me deeper, down enough where normally I would choke but in this state of relaxed bliss, enough to compliment my high with a loss of oxygen. Faster he went and faster I went, my head sometime bouncing loosely against the steerwheel. The first twitch of his cock he stopped, that tube on the back of his cock expanding as his cum was propelled into my mouth. And instead of cramming it downward, back into my throat, he let every pulse richly invade my mouth, the copper saltiness of his cum the only thing that was important. I swallowed happily and began to gently nurse his cock with my tongue. Tom at this point finally really begins to talk, “Mmm boy, you’ve got potential; I’m going to fuck you up good.” His word interspersed with little cries of agony from what I’m hoping was the best blowjob he’d ever had. “One more test and then we go.” I looked up at him, a little confused, my eyes shrink wrapped in moisture from having my eyes pinched closed, the man a little blurry. I must have looked like a lost puppy with those eyes but he clarified, “my piss pig, you going to drink it?” I’d never done that, never except in my most fucked up thoughts really even desired it, but for confirmation I sucked the head back into my mouth. It never happens right away in my experience and it didn’t that night, his cock was softening of course but with my mouth so willing, it took time. The first dribbles were acrid, disgusting, but heavenly in their grossness. He was courteous, giving me every opportunity to stop before he really started pissing down my throat. But I held on and swallowed every last drop he could muster even as queasy as this act made me then. But Tom fucking smiled at my effort and asked if I’d like to go home with him. High as a kite, I didn’t have a chance to say no.

New bottom here wants a hot muscle top guy plus if he’s a daddy to slam me up and load me up with his cum. I’ve been mainly a top but now I wanna learn how to bottom and take a hot guys load for the firs5 time. You host me slam me and make me your cumdump

Visited a sauna today with a dark steamroom that smells of man sweat, sex and poppers. Got there at 12 noon left at 2pm. Walked in benches on both sides you have to walk through to get to the back bench, immediatly i was groped, fingered and a hot mouth on my dick. Lots of hands, hairy and smooth naked bodies pushing and rubbing against mine. There must have been about 12 naked blokes in this small room, anyway i was gently pushed forward and found my face between 2 cocks thst wss nudging my mouth, i sucked em both and smelt poppers i asked for some, i was given a bottle and took some deep hits if fresh poppers. I felt my legs being pulled apart, whildt hands were stroking and feeling me, it was so hot, i felt dizzy and felt like i was going to pass out, i stood up and said i needed to go out, i was ignored and felt a cock ram up my arse, first couple of seconds was killing and i honedtly felt like i was passing in and out of conciouseness . A bloke gave me a towel to wipe my head face with and told me to hold it to my mouth, it was laced with poppers and it felt strong, i was kind of out of it, but felt different sizes of cocks going in and out of me, i further realised i was being held up by the two guys i had been sucking. Whilst i was being multiple fucked, someone must have gotton under me and was licking all my balls and gently massaging my dick, i felt so sensative, my body was tingling, my arse was burning and i was getting non stopped fucked by whoever these blokes were. Finally it went quiet, people left. I wss supported onto a bench and left there, must have slept and woken to my arse being licked. I had to get up felt rough, the guy who was sucking my hole came outside into the corridor with me. I saw his face, old man, said he rnjoyed licking snd sucking me, said sbout 8 guys fucked me and i went to sleep???. He was one weird looking old bloke, I want to say trollish, he said he hangs sround in the darkroom as noone turns him away in there. I let him rim me, kiss me and fuck me and boy was he good when he shot his load deep into my arse wih the other loads in me. Still do not know why i became so tired to sleep though, i dont remember a lot of it... Damm.....

I had a bad hemmerhoid removed surgically in 1993. It took me around 6 months to feel healed enough to want to get fucked. It took about 2 years to feel back to normal. For another couple of years after that, I would occasionally feel sore for a week or so after a really hard fuck. I have taken plent of huge cocks and hard fucks since then though. You will be just fine. Give it time.

Sorry for the delays guys, work has been kicking my arse this week. Here's the next part. --------------- “So” said a big beefy guy covered in a quilt of tattoos, “are you going to be a good submissive cumslut for us, or do we need to gag you?” “Er, er, I’ll be good” I said, rather meekly. “Good boy” he said, “because we’re all knocking you up tonight whether you want it or not.” I stared at him for a moment. “I want it sir” I said quietly. I knew what the array of plus signs, biohazard symbols, scorpions and so on I could see inked on to their chests and arms probably meant, but somehow I was OK with it. The thought that I could get pozzed had crossed my mind a while back as I contemplated what I was becoming, but it didn’t scare me in the way I thought it should. Certainly not the way getting a girl pregnant had scared me into always playing safe with my previous partners. I actually found it a bit of a turn-on, in a butterflies-in-the-stomach kind of a nervous way. “Good boy” the big guy said. “Now tell us again what you want.” I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and then vocalised what was deep inside. “I want you all to fuck me sir. I want you to fill me with your loads. I want you to knock me up.” He looked at me with one eyebrow raised, but didn’t say anything. I realised he was waiting for a bit more. “Please breed me sir. Please.” He nodded, and then gestured to one of the others in the room to step up. A shorter guy of quite a stocky build with a shaved head who looked like he was Southern Europe somewhere stepped in between my legs. He didn’t make eye contact with me until he had lined his cock up with my hole and pushed it inside, and even then it was only a brief glance before he looked back down at where his dick met my rear end. He then started to fuck the brains out of me, far faster than I thought he would. My heart was going like the clappers as he fucked me, knowing that I was about to get my first poz load. I knew there’d be no turning back, that I would be firmly and finally transitioning into a complete cumdump, but I didn’t care. I think maybe my lottery win had started to make me feel a bit invincible or something. The stocky guy went at a fast pace throughout the fuck, but as he neared orgasm he sped up to a crazy speed, slamming in and out of me like nothing had before. I’m not even sure a pneumatic drill would have done to me what he was. Then he slammed in one final time, threw his head back and roared, spurting his toxic load into me. I felt myself yell out almost in relief, both at the power-fuck being over but also at the release of finally getting what deep down I now knew I wanted. “There you go boy” the big guy said, still the only one of them who had spoken. “You’ve taken his gift. Are you ready for the rest of us?” “Yes sir” I panted. Their gifts I got. At that point there were seven of them in the room, and they all took turns fucking and breeding me as I lay back in the sling. They were all pretty rough with me, but after the night I’d had my hole was sufficiently stretched and coated with cum that I could take it. After their first round, some of the guys fucked me again, but eventually they were all spent. The big guy then came over and unfasted my the clasps holding my wrists and ankles up on the chains, allowing me to lower my aching limbs and slowly stand up from the sling. Cum flooded down the inside of my legs and dripped on the floor below me. “You had enough boy, or do you want more?” he asked, putting his arm around me in a tender way I wasn’t expecting. “More” I said, now completely lost in the fucklust of getting gang-bred in this dingy basement. “Well OK then” he said, encouraging me to slowly walk out of the room. He guided me over to the other side of the room and had me stand in front of the padded bench. I took the opportunity to stretch my arms and legs a bit, before kneeling on the bench and lowering myself forward on to all fours. It was clearly designed for fucking, as there were supports for my legs, arms and torso. As it turned out, there were also clasps on the bench too, and before long I was secured down on it as I had been on the sling. I now had my bottom facing towards the doorway, and could only see the corner of the room ahead of me. What followed was something of pure fantasy for an emerging cumdump like myself. Without ever seeing any of them, guy after guy fucked me and planted his seed in my hole. A few of them grunted words at me, and a couple yelled comments about taking their dirty load as they came, but otherwise most were fairly quiet as they went about their business. I really don’t know how long I was there, but as the numbers of men breeding me started to dwindle I guessed that it must be getting pretty late. After a lull when no-one was at my rear end, I heard the familiar voice of the big guy from earlier. “Well my boy” he said, “I think that’s probably your lot for tonight. I’m going to give you one more load, and then we’ll get you cleaned up and into a taxi home.” “Thank you sir” I replied, right before his enormous cock began to work its way into me. He had definitely been my favourite fucker earlier on when I could see who was inside me, and despite the fact that my hole was definitely now quite sore, it was still nice to have him back up my channel fucking me. Throughout the fuck he gently goaded me with comments and observations about what I now was and what my life would be. I felt a sort of calm and serenity washing over me as he worked his way around inside my hole, thinking of my new-found financial and sexual freedom. I never needed to work again, I could go anywhere in the world I wanted and do pretty much anything, and after tonight I was also free to be the man I clearly was without fear and without remorse. He eventually flooded me for one last time, and then held in place inside me while he came down from the orgasm. He gently stroked my lower back and buttocks as his giant cock softened, before gently pulling out. He was gone for a moment, before I felt a pressure on my hole that wasn’t like any cock I’d had. Then something popped inside, and I realised he must have put a plug in me. He then released the clasps on my ankles before coming round the side of the bench to do the same with my wrists. He helped me up off the bench, and then turned me to face him. “How do you feel?” he asked, gently stroking the side of my face. “Tired” I whispered, “but satisfied.” “You did well tonight” he said. “I’ll be sure to tell Ben what a good little cumdump you were for us all.” “Thank you sir” I replied, smiling at him. “Now let’s get you cleaned up” he said, turning and putting his arm round me again. He walked me out of the room and down to the changing rooms, where with a huge amount of tenderness he proceeded to help wash me down in the showers. Several times he made sure the plug in my hole was secure and holding the loads inside, but as it was clearly going nowhere he eventually let it be. Once I was washed, he helped me dry my aching body and then I got dressed into the tracksuit I’d worn the night before. I pulled my phone out and had a look at the time, shocked to see it was nearly 5am. “Blimey” I said, realising how many hours I’d spent getting fucked. “This won’t be your first all-nighter” the big guy said, grinning at me. “Cumdumps like you eventually sleep all day and ride all night. It’s in your nature.” I wasn’t sure I liked the sound of that as a lifestyle, but nodded at him anyway. Then we headed upstairs and out into the dawn where two taxis were waiting. Before he got into his he handed me a business card with another mobile number handwritten on the back, and then he was gone. I watched his taxi drive off, and then climbed into mine. I gave the driver my address, and then just as we pulled away I booted up Google Maps and put a pin in my current location, not wanting to lose the opportunity to come back here again. I then sat back, closed my eyes and thought about the start of the night when Rob had said the rest of my life was beginning there and then. I realised he was right, but I’d had no inclination of just what a change was coming. Involuntarily I found myself smiling, then opened my eyes to watch the waking world go by outside.

So began my new work routine. Someone would find a way to have me leave for a longer lunch than normal, usually dressed up either as a working lunch or an offsite meeting. I would then find myself in the disabled loo three floors up, getting my arse and throat reamed out by a whole host of men who would all dump their sticky goo inside my holes. I never asked who anyone was, nor acknowledged what we’d been up to with any of them that I knew when we were dealing with the firm’s business later on. In time, I was having sessions at which none of the gang from the Barcelona trip were present, even though that prospect had initially unnerved me. Things started to go up a gear when additional sessions before or after the working day started to be added to the equation. Ben always initiated those, especially after another project he was working on began to eat away at his ability to join us for the lunchtime gangbangs. He would use the online communicator to tell me to stay behind a bit late of an evening, or I would get texts while at home with Rachel telling me to be in an hour before normal. Gavin, too, started using these routes to get more time from me, such that I would regularly find myself in at 7.30am for one of them and still hanging around past 7pm for the other. Saturdays even started to come into play, with phantom meetings or working group sessions being set up for me in the office when in fact I would just be getting reamed out again. On those occasions, as the only people in for the day, I would usually get bred on our own floor to up the ante somewhat. Whoever it was and whenever it was that I was summoned for a breeding, I always complied. All of this began to take its toll at home, as the amount of time I spent there with Rachel gradually diminished. I felt for her, I really did, but I just wasn’t in it any more. I knew I had morphed into a true office cumdump bitch, and was increasingly comfortable and happy about that, so trying to act out as someone I wasn’t any longer at home was getting harder and harder. Eventually the inevitable happened and she left, moving to Clapham to take up the spare room of a friend of hers who had recently also split from her boyfriend. I was sad about the way things had ended between us as I did really like her as a person, but truthfully I was just glad to be free of one more potential barrier to my true slutty nature. With Rachel gone, I started to get home visits from guys at the office who lived within reach, most of whom would cover the excursion from their wives, girlfriends, boyfriends or whoever as being a trip to the gym. I suppose there was an element of truth in that, given they gave themselves a decent workout when fucking me senseless. What it meant was that the whole weekend was now open for me to get bred by my colleagues, and with eleven of them now taking advantage of what I had to offer, not a day went by without me taking at least three loads. ------- The next big change came six weeks after Rachel and I broke up. It was a Saturday morning, and I woke up quite early with plans to go for a jog before Ben came over. I was quite excited about the visit this morning, as he’d finally decided to bring one of his own fuckbuddies over to have a go with my arse and as such I was going to get a breeding from someone who I didn’t work with for the first time. I’d done my teeth and got dressed into my jogging gear, but then picked up my phone to check my messages. That’s when I noticed I had texts and emails from the National Lottery, which peaked my interest. Whenever I’d won two pounds before I would just get an email telling me to log in to my account for some news about my ticket, but this time there were many more messages and I saw the word ‘jackpot’ for the first time. I didn’t go jogging. Instead I spent the morning staring blankly at my emails and the lottery website, trying to take in what I was being told. EuroMillions. One hundred and forty million pounds. Sole winner. Even when I phoned in and went through dozens of questions to confirm things, I still couldn’t take it in when the lady confirmed I would be getting that much money in to my bank account in the next few days. Ben and his friend Frank arrived late morning, and I calmly allowed them to fuck me for a few hours without really engaging. Ben could probably tell something was up, but he didn’t let on and just enjoyed spitroasting me with Frank. They even double-fucked me without breaking me out of my near trance-like state, which Frank interpreted to mean I was just such a slut I had gone in to a cum-driven high. I was happy to let him believe that, as it just seemed to spur him on to fuck me harder and thus cum faster. When they eventually left they had each dumped four loads in my throat or arse. I was a bit more with it on the Sunday, so was able to engage a bit more effectively when Lucas from HR came round in the morning to breed me, and also when Vikesh from Ben’s other project stopped by in the afternoon to fill me with seed. The following week I went through the motions at work and in the toilets, still a bit disbelieving that I was suddenly that wealthy. However, when Thursday evening came round and I got home at 9pm after a particularly heavy session with Gavin and his assistant James, I finally got the nerve to log in to my HSBC account. Sure enough, the money was there. I was fucking loaded, in every sense of the word. ------- I started dealing with what had happened by calling Rachel. It was nice to speak to her actually, and she agreed to meet me for a coffee. When I told her that I was giving her seventy million pounds she assumed I was telling some kind of weird joke she didn’t understand, but eventually she started to believe when I explained my reasoning. We had been together when I had bought my rolling EuroMillions ticket, it had kind of been her idea but I had been the one to actually register the account and make the purchase, I had picked her birthday as some of the numbers, and all in all I wanted to make sure she got what I felt she deserved. I then apologised to her for the way things had gone between us, and told her I hoped that we could still be friends. Unsurprisingly, with me having volunteered up a share of an absolute fortune that she would not otherwise have known about and certainly wasn’t entitled to, she forgave me for all that had gone before and we have remained quite close ever since. My next step was to quit my job. As much as I enjoyed working there, I didn’t need the money and, to be honest, having to do 40 hours of actual work a week was starting to cramp my style as a true cumslut. The guys would still be welcome to breed me whenever they wished, and I would be happy to stop by the office for trips to the disabled loos if they wanted me to at lunchtimes, but I didn’t want the hassle of having to pretend like I was this high-flying ambitious guy who wanted to climb the career ladder. I worked some of my notice period, and then took my outstanding annual leave for the rest of it so that I could bring my time in the office to an end. I was thrown a leaving party by my team and the others on the floor, and we all went out for drinks at a nearby pub afterwards. As it was a Friday night it was really busy in there, so there weren’t any trips to the loos with Ben, Mitch or any of the others to get my arse the seeing to it needed. However, at the end of the night Ben took me back to my flat, and for the first he stayed over in my bed, fucking me several times before we both got up mid-morning on the Saturday. “So, Mr Wealthy Slutbags” he said as he sat down at the kitchen table, “what do you have planned now?” “Househunting” I replied, as I poured us both a coffee. “Well, that sounds like a daytime activity” he said. “Does that mean you’re free tonight?” “I am indeed” I said, smiling. “Good boy” he said. “In that case, a few of us guys want to give you the send-off you deserve.” “Oh?” I said, cocking an eyebrow as I walked over with our coffees. “It’s a surprise” he said, taking the cup out of my hand and then having a sip. “I’ll be back later to pick you up.” “What time?” “Whenever I feel like it” he replied, giving me a bit of a glare. “Oh, er, yes, sir, of course” I stammered, surprised at how we had switched from pleasant chatting to our normal dominant-submissive relationship. He winked at me. “Just kidding boy” he said. “But seriously, be ready and cleaned out from 5 o’clock and I’ll be here at some point after that.” I breathed out in relief at his warmer tone. “OK, I will be” I replied, “sir”. He smiled at me as I added the last word after a short pause. “What should I wear?” I asked. “Jockstrap” he said. “I’ll bring the rest.” “Oh” I said, suddenly understanding that this was not going to be night out drinking or clubbing with the guys. “OK sir.” With that, the conversation switched back to what I was now going to do with my life. We talked about where I would look to live, where I wanted to travel, the things I would buy, and the people in my life I would take care of. He never once made even the remotest suggestion that I should include him in any of that, and actually gave me some really good advice about how to dish out my winnings to my loved ones without causing offence or creating rifts between everyone. It was then that I decided he would be a beneficiary, once I’d figured out the perfect gift to give him. Ben left later that morning, and I spent the day registering with various high-end property consultants so that I could arrange some meetings the following week and start my search. I spoke to my parents, read a heartwarming and unexpected email from Rachel’s mum, and also got on to a few other websites to begin splashing out on things I’d always wanted to own. Then, later on, I headed for the bathroom and began a really deep clean, getting myself all washed out inside, shaving my chest, having a good shower, and then sorting out my hair. I then selected my favourite black jockstrap and put it on, doused myself in the Armani fragrance I loved, and then made my way downstairs to wait for Ben. Whatever the night held in store, I was ready and eager to find out.

I have both my nipples pierced and my dick, Prince Albert-style. The first time I showed off my pierced nipples on Venice Beach I got quite a few excited stares! A total rush! I started developing a mild fetish for the 'thrill-seeking player-look', embodied with pierced nipples, ears and dicks... and cool tattoos that aren't the idiotic copy-cat 'tribal-bands'. Oh yeah, SHAVED CROTCHES fit in that 'player-fetish' range too! My Prince Albert freaks some guys out and they don't want to bottom with it in. My favorite nipple rings were the ones shaped like barbed wire. Poked a few unsuspecting, crude nipple pinchers with it! Don't know what happened to the barbed-wire show-stoppers, but I'm wearing regular ones now. I think I want to gauge up again... I'm turned on in a big way by other guys with pierced nipples as I'm a bit of a nipple pig now; getting off involves playing with them! When I was still worried about the poz issue, I read that 'having a PA could increase the change of getting HIV from a bottom'. Well, FUCK! Then one day my man (at the time) ran off with some airline tramp from Atlanta. He was (it was discovered later) in the sex-trade too, escorting and already in some bareback threesome living arrangement. My man jumped right in there! DANGER, I didn't know my man was secretly craving. Well one day by chance I see a picture of the 'new dude', posing in a gay rag in a Jeep, buck-naked with a boner and a huge Prince Albert! WOW! Dizzying!!! Within the week I had a Prince Albert! Right in the frenulum cleft of my circumcised cock! The same way a dude in Playgirl once had it, the issue which I kept to jerk off to when internet is down! Total rush! Love the feeling of the ring moving when I'm fucking a dude who is really into getting fucked by a pierced guy! I ONLY topped bare then! I have gone out with friends to bars, straight as well as gay and somehow in playful chat the subject comes up quick. PIERCINGS! "MY FRIEND HAS HIS NIPPLES AND DICK PIERCED!" And then 'dog-and-pony-show' is on! I get center-stage! I'm asked to WHIP IT OUT, pull up my shirt, WOW and girls pulling up their shirts showing off gorgeous pierced knockers... well I'm more interested in the guys and their reactions. And the straight, 'gay-guy-curious' dudes hover around with dilated pupils and failure to blink, wanting to TALK MORE... that works well to open opportunities! "MAN, didn't that hurt???" Strangely, when I had it done, I wanted it so bad and I didn't go for the timid gauge, it was more an exciting S & M rush I guess than true 'pain'. The piercer in West Hollywood, after she did it told me of all the reactions she had gotten over the years, kicking, screaming, cussing, fainting, crying etc mine was the most 'memorable' as I barely flinched and truly just smirked like a devil! Did I mention I did the PA myself? Yeah, discovering that my younger man, my sexy show-pony was getting fucked by some Atlanta party-slut with a huge PA actually turned me on! I followed his example! Thick gauge too, virtually no real 'bleeding'. I Guess I must have a high pain threshold! I keep it out most of the time now in case my new man wants to get fucked. He makes a fuss. But the pierced hole is big enough it doesn't simply 'close up'. When 'duty calls' a little 'stretching' from a pointed rear of a artist paint-brush I make it fit my thicker gauge ring. Then it's SHOW-TIME in slut-town! Once I 'CAME OUT' a second time, as a risk-seeking, POZ, bareback cum-dumpster I encountered my first PIERCED COCKS on others: this time a total rush, both fantasy and physical. Being pierced and having a hardcore, promiscuous player (like that Atlanta slut) slide his pierced raw cock inside me... of the first ten guys I willfully allowed to breed me, TWO had thick gauge Prince Alberts! I had no problems with any of it! Took the raw cock the piercings and the demon-player seed like a champ! Hell yeah! MORE!!!!

I just posted about how I love exhibitionist barebacking... but dark rooms as well. Love just bending over and taking whoever cums along. There's times when I get quite vocal in dark rooms as well - yeah cum in me! fucking cum in me! etc - because most other guys stay silent. Broadcasting this in a dark room means you get the guys who are ready to shoot their load seeking you out. I have sometimes had five or six loads in something like 15 minutes doing this: one guy cums, slips out, the next cock goes right in and pounds me like a fleshjack...

It was the other way around for me. Went to visit grandparents and had to share a room with my uncle, dads youngest brother. I was 12, and he was 5 years older than me. Hot summer night and no a/c, window and curtains open for air circulation. He was snoring, and the moonlight lit his bed and I got curious. I lifted the sheet, and then the leg opening of his boxers. That was my first sight of an uncut cock. I got real close to get a better look. Suddenly, he quietly said "What are you doing"? I about jumped out of my skin. When my heart rate finally returned to normal, we talked, and he explained it was normal to be curious, then he said we should get to sleep. The next night I went to bed before him, this time I was naked under my sheet. Sometime later, uncle got in his bed. I pretended I was sleeping but peeked with one eye and saw he had his boxers on. After he fell asleep, I got out of my bed, and kneeling naked next to his bed, I again lifted the sheet, and slipped my hand in the leg of his boxers and wrapped my hand around his cock. It started to grow, then he woke up, pulled my hand away and said this had to stop and get in my bed and cover myself up. He sat on the side of his bed and was telling me that what I was doing was wrong, but his cock was now hard and sticking out of the fly of his boxers. I pulled the sheet off and sat facing him on the side of my bed and started playing with my cock. Again, he told me that this needs to stop, but I didn't. He got up and came at me like maybe he was going to hit me. Standing, the full length of his cock was now hanging out of the fly. He bent down and pulled my hands away from my cock and growled "What the hell is wrong with you"? I reached out and grasped his cock and he stood bolt upright like he was hit by lightening. But he did't pull away, he stood there and let me start to jack his cock. I was amazed at the foreskin and how wet and shiny the head was. I pulled the boxers down, and he stepped out of them, then he took my hand, had me stand and he pulled my close and hugged me. We only touched each other that night. The next morning while feeding the chickens, he stressed that we would never do anything like that again and to never talk of it. By the end of that summer on the farm, uncle and I were sucking each other off every night.

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Part 2 Unable to disengage my eyes from Tom’s cock while we showered, I was grateful that he’d chosen to start by shampooing his full head of rusty hair, the grey around his temples disappearing as soon as the soap mixed in. Watching him soap up his chest, ass, pits and pubes, I only glanced up to his eyes occassionally to ensure they were still glued shut to keep out any suds. His meat had plumped to semi-hardness, but was still only about 6 inches long, leading me to imagine just how much bigger it would get fully hard. My cock would have been rock hard if not for the tina I’d been smoking, but tina-dick left me flaccid. “All do good in here?” the heavily accented voice came from the shower entrance and, turning to look, I realized it was the handsome young korean man with the movie star looks. “Great thanks, Matt.” My redheaded shower companion responded, rinsing his face to see who had asked. “Alright Missah Tom,” The handsome boy called Matt responded before turning to leave. “you ask fo me if you need rub latah, okay?” “Okay,” Tom called to him before turning off his shower head and stepping closer to me while toweling off. “You gonna ask?” “Hmm? Ask what?” I said, whipping back to him and trying my hardest not to drop to my knees and suck him hard. “Ask why I called him Matt,” Tom laughed. “His real name is ‘Tickle Jar’ or “Tiki Jam” or something, but all the massage boys go by an american name for the clients.” “Aha,” I laughed too and turned off my shower head, reaching for my towel. “and do they know all the customers by name as well?” “Probably not,” Tom said, holding the door open for me and leading me back to the locker room area. “But I am a good customer. I am the one who insisted they train some of the young men here to do massage. Last year they only had females and none of them could do it…hard enough to really relax me, ya know what I mean?” “I think so,” My eyes returned to his towel-covered crotch which did little to cover the fact that his dick was almost fully hard now, and tenting the towel impressively. “You ready Missah Tom?” Matt popped his head around the corner. “Sure Matty,” Tom gropped himself once then sauntered over to the boy, putting an arm around him, before they disappeared down the hall with the massage rooms. I’m no slouch at 6’1”, but watching this older man who stood 6’3” or 4” with his arm around the slight figure of the 5’7” tall boy next to him made my dick hard again. I scurried to my locker and grabbed my glasses case and a small bottle of lube and wrapped them in a wash cloth. Hurrying back to the door, I strained to see if I could hear them while I reached down to stroke but jumped when another young man rounded the corner and asked if I ‘want him rub me.’ Turning to say no, I was shocked to see it was the older of the two brothers, in nothing more than a tight pair of speedos. His cock was still almost fully hard inside them and pulsed with each step towards me. Swallowing hard and nodding, he took my hand and led me through the door and down the hall, just past the door where Tom and ‘Matt’ were getting started, which was standing open about a foot. Moving too fast to see anything more than Tom’s nude figure on the massage table, I tried to come up with some excuse about needing to go back to my locker for something, when the younger brother appeared and said something in Korean to his older bro. “So sorry Missah…?” he stood waiting for me to tell him my name is Dan. “Sorry Missah Dan. I gotta get uhspecial oil for rub you. You wait here and I back in 5 minute, yes?” I smiled and nodded. “Good, me,” he pointed to himself. “Eddie. No you let othah boy rub in you, yes Missah Dan? Only Eddie rub in you, right?” “Right only Eddie,” I said as he smiled, turned and left. Once he was back in the main part of the locker room, I fished out my pipe and took a big hit before sneaking back into the dark hallway and tip-toeing to the next door to spy on Tom and Matt. Sadly nothing was happening as far as I could see. Tom was now on his stomach with a towel over his big meaty ass, and Matt was on the far side of the table, using his small hands and elbows to dig as hard into Tom’s back as possible. Maybe he was only interested in a real rub down, I thought before turning to go back to my room. “You want puff on glass Missah Tom?” Matt’s voice brought me back to the open door. Peering in, my dick began to stiffen again as Matt stepped from behind the table, revealing that he was nude with a ribbon tied around his hard cock and balls. Bending over almost a foot from my hiding place in the hall, he fished through a bag of goodies and pulled out a glass pipe similar to the one in my hands and loaded it with more crystal than I had ever seen. Tom meanwhile reached out and pulled the boy’s dick into his mouth while the boy melted the shards and took a big hit from the pipe. I quietly lit my own pipe as Matt made Tom take a big hit, before turning the man over, stripping away the towel to reveal almost 9 inches of hard manly dick rising from the red pubes. I exhaled as Matt climbed up on the table and lowered his (probably pre-lubed) hole down onto the older man’s dick. Unable to take more than a few inches, he slapped Tom’s hands away when they tried to pull him on further, instead pointing them to the pipe on the side table and telling him to “make smoke more.” My ass was itching to show the korean boy what it was missing as I saw him ride just the first 4 or 5 inches up and down, over and over. Tom kept taking hits from the pipe, occassionally pulling the boy’s chest down to him so they could shotgun hits. I was so caught up watching half the ginger cock slide in and out of the tiny hairless hole that I almost screamed when I glanced back at Tom and saw his eyes locked with mine, a huge grin across his face. Realizing he could see me standing there, holding my own pipe, I copied his movements when he next lifted the pipe to his own mouth, and the two of us took identical hits. “Yous make sperm for Matt Missah Tom?” Matt asked while bouncing away on the dick inside his ass. “No matt,” Tom responded, keeping his eyes locked on mine. “I think I’ll wait to find an ass that I can fuck all the way before I make sperm inside it.” At that moment I was about ready to push my way in, shove the korean kid to the floor and hop on the dick myself, but the sound of a key turning in the lock to the door at the end of the hall made me shoot back into my own room and hide my pipe in my washcloth. Just barely getting it concealed before the door opened, I was relieved it was “Eddie” carrying a small bag just like the one “matt” had next door. Eddie asked me why I was still in my towel and urged me to get naked and get on the table. Blushing I tried to scoot past him and slide onto the table with my towel still on, but Eddie grabbed it and pulled it off, tossing it in with the dirty laundry. My hard on sprung up, hitting my abs and leaving a heavy dollop of precum smeared in with my treasure trail. “Dontcha worry none Missah Dan,” Eddie laughed. “My stickah stiff too.” Pulling his speedos away from his tight muscular waist, his own uncut 8 inches jumped out and throbbed at the cool air in the room. Pushing me back down on the table, he walked around in front of my face and oiled up his hands and my back. I tried to ignore his dripping cock in my face by closing my eyes, but he leaned in close enough that it kep brushing across my lips and cheeks until I took it in my mouth and began to suck it as deep and hard as I could. “Ahh, yes Missah Dan,” He said while taking my head in his hands. “Thatah so nice feel. I make more nice feel for you too.” He reached down beside us and lifted up the bag, pulling out something I couldn’t see with his hips against my face. Hearing a familiar clicking, I saw a glow from behind my head, and watched in surprise when he pulled away from me just as he exhaled from the pipe in his hand. “You like some crystal fun too yes Missah Dan?” Not waiting for my response, he lowered the pipe to my lips and had me hit it. Once I had a huge hit in my lungs, he leaned over and sucked it back into his mouth, before exchanging spit with me. He stopped kissing me and handed me the pipe, motioning for me to keep taking hits while disappearing behind me. My body stiffened then relaxed once I realized he was mounting me from behind and continuing the massage while his stiff dick slid tantalizingly from the top of my ass crack down to where my cheeks hid my hole. Each time it reached the bottom, another drop of oil would hit the cheeks, allowing his cock to further split my bubble butt before sliding back to where it met the small of my back. Five hits and 7 slides later I was moaning and arching my back to meet his dick, almost catching the head in my hole. “Missah Dan want Eddie to make ass fuck?” Eddie whispered, leaning down and pressing his chest against my back. My moans made him laugh softly and press his cock harder against my hole. “Missah dan know it cost much money more? 25 dollah for massage. 40 dollah for eddie make ass fuck, yes missah dan?” “Yes Eddie, please.” I said. Eddie laughed again, leaned back to an upright position, handed me the pipe to hit again, and began spreading my cheeks. Inhaling from the pipe as deep as I could, my body screamed when I exhaled and Eddie rammed all eight inches into me all at once. Reaching around, he shoved a towel into my mouth before whispering “no scream or Eddie stop.” Clenching my fists and trying to breathe, I slammed my eyes shut as Eddie began fucking me like a mad man. No doubt Tom and Matt had heard us if they were still next door, but I didn’t want anyone else to come investigating and find me, pipe in hand, cock in ass, high and skewered like a pig. No such luck though, since just as I got used to Eddie’s massive cock and he began spewing some Korean gibberish which sounded to me like he was getting ready to cum, our room door swung open and the guy who showed me around stepped in, a shocked look on his face. I tried to pull back to get off the table but eddie pushed me back down and continued fucking me while he and the other guy chatted in Korean. Embarassed I buried my head in the pillow in front of me just in time to hear Eddie moan and what felt like a gallon of jizz unload into my hole. Almost too quickly, he’d hopped off of me and was pulling up his speedos as I felt another body mounting me. Turning over my shoulder, I caught the smile of the first teen I’d met as he hit the pipe and slid his thick 6 and a half inch cock in where Eddie’s had just finished. Even with less length, his girth was impressive, and I found myself pushing back onto his cock with each thrust until I heard some familiar expletives before the teen added his own load. My own cock was begging for release but I held off as the teen dismounted me and pulled his shorts back on. “Sorry for that,” He said, using my towel to wipe the sweat and oil off his chest and my back and ass. “Just couldn’t resist adding my cum to Eddie’s when I caught him pounding your sweet ass. It’s no charge of course. I’m Jing by the way, but you can call me Jerry if that’s easier.” “Dan.” My mind was still reeling as I sat up and willed my cock to stop throbbing. “You guys provide that service for all your customers? How did he know I wouldn’t freak when he pulled out the pipe? Why can you speak english so well? What is this place?!?!” “Slow down Dan, just take a hit, drink this,” He said handing me a water bottle from the side table. “and I’ll explain.” As we sat and smoked, Jing explained that his family owned the place and he was actually a US citizen, being born here, going to school and everything. The other guys (and girls) were all here illegally, having been snuck in to work in places like this for a few months while they got some false papers for them and they worked off the cost of the trip over. Jing could tell I was not too happy to hear they were indentured, so he explained that each and every one of them knew exactly what they were getting into when they signed on, and none of the boys or girl who worked this side of the spa had any objections to fucking around with guys. If they were only into women, they only worked the other side. Many of them were excited to be working here since it was safe and paid well. Some of them would even end up being hired by men and women who patronized the spa to become their house boys or maids, leading to a career and perhaps even a real chance at becoming a citizen. They even had the choice not to smoke or play with the tina if they didn’t want to, but most of them were already addicted when they arrived and Jing’s father was helping them to break the habit slowly so they didn’t end up arrested once they were out on their own. “Okay but how did you know I was okay with smoking?” I asked while watching Jing mindlessly play with his cock while staring at my ass. He rolled me back onto my back and lifted my legs while he explained. “We have a few cameras hidden around the place and I spotted you smoking in the lockerroom earlier before I gave you the tour. Hope you don’t NNNNHMMMP mind.” He grunted as he reinserted his dick into my hole, hard again and ready for load number two. We fucked for another twenty minutes or so while he told me about their underground reputation for closeted men as a place for inexpensive hot sex and privacy to get high. Most of their clients seemed to want to fuck young guys, but Eddie figured I was more bottom after finding out I was spying on Tom and Matt. “You saw that on camera too?” I asked between moans. My head was floating while he told me that Tom actually ratted me out to Eddie when he came back to do the massage. I didn’t even really care, which told me something was up. “Guess that ghb is taking effect huh?” Jing asked, taking the now-empty water bottle from me and tossing it in the trash. “Don’t worry, it was a small dose. Just enough for you to relax and let some of our clients use your cum-lubed hole. Speaking of cum lube, here….I …cum!” Jing added a second load and I smiled, my muscles loose and my asshole warm and sloppy. He helped me to my feet and wrapped a clean towel around my waist. I went for my pipe and he told me he’d put it back in my locker, that all I needed to worry about was getting myself into the showers to clean off the oil and then take a dip. Once I was under the shower head I could feel part of the fog lifting. Somehow I had failed to notice the new customers now filling up the locker room, showers, steam room and pool area. Probably only 5 guys total, but it felt crowded now that I wasn’t sure if they were all okay with what had just happened to me. Leaving my towel on a beach chair I made my way to the jacuzzi pool instead of drying off, and sunk down in next to Tom. “Looks like Jerry was right,” He said, sliding closer and slipping his hand between my legs, fingering my hole. “A massage was exactly what was called for to loosen you up.” Another guy joined us in the jacuzzi, but Tom seemed to know him as they shared a head nod before the new guy moved to my other side and fondled my dick. Looking at this handsome man in his mid-twenties, it took me a moment to recognize him as a proathlete from one of the local ball teams. My eyes grew wide when it dawned on me who it was, but I didn’t say anything, remembering what Jing, or Jerry as Tom called him, had said about this being a place for discrete and closeted guys to fuck and party in private. “Hey guys, why don’t we head over to the small steam room for a minute?” The proathlete who I’ll call “Les,” said to Tom and me. “We can enjoy ourselves more there I think.” When he hopped out to head across the tiled pool deck to a door marked “sauna #2,” doing nothing to hide his 9 or ten inches of massive circumsized meat, surrounded by well-groomed black hair. Tom took my arm and lifted me out of the pool and stood me beside him, before grabbing a small toiletries kit from the deck chair next to us and dragging me into the room where Les had just entered. It was dark here and my eyes took awhile to adjust as the only light in the room was a red blub in the furthest corner. Suddenly a lighter came alive next to me and I saw Les and Tom passing a pipe back and forth, each pulling me to their lips to shotgun every time they exhaled. Feeling Les’ massive cock against my hip on each kiss, I turned to leave but was caught unaware as Les picked me up and carried me back to a wooden bench. Before I could say no, Tom was using some oil from the bag to lube up his cock while Les made his way to the door to keep a lookout. Now closer to the red bulb, I watched helpless as Tom withdrew his small bag of crystal, took the biggest chunk and fingered it as deep into me as he could get it. Thrusting his finger in and out for a few minutes to be sure the booty bump was melted, he only stopped when Les encouraged him to hurry before anyone came over. “I knew I was right to save my load for your ass boy,” Tom whispered before pressing his towel to my mouth and shoving 7 inches of his huge cock in without any warning. I struggled and tried to get away but was caught between his red haired crotch and the wall as he slowly pounded in and out until he had managed to get balls deep. Two minutes of fully in and out pumping and Tom lost control, adding his load to the three I had already taken since arriving, not to mention anything left from the previous night. “My turn,” les said, quickly taking tom’s place so I didn’t get a chance to escape. My eyes almost burst from my head as Les repeated tom’s actions and also shoved most of his dick into me all at once. With a fresh load from Tom’s big dick, it took only two thrusts before the muscular v-shape of Les’ groin was pressed against me, which elicited moans from both of us. It might have been only five minutes of fucking, but it felt like forever as Les tenderly kissed and caressed me, all while destroying my ass with his giant cock. “Are you ready for some cum from a real man?” Les whispered in my ear. I nodded. “Then beg for it boy.” “Please sir, give me your hot cum.” My mouth spewed pleas for his load, while my brain tried to remind me to keep it down in case anyone could hear us in the pool area. “Fill me with every last drop of your steaming load. I need your creamy jizz deep inside me.” “Then take it bitch!” Les suddenly yelled. Tom tried to signal us to be quiet, but Les was lost in the moment and grunted and growled at full volume while he shot dozens of cum volleys into my tight hole. When I looked down at his dick as he pulled it out, I couldn’t tell if it wa my drugged up mind or if his cock had really grown another inch in my ass, until tom noticed it too. “Damn ball-boy,” Tom remarked, grasping Les’ dripping dong and shaking it. “This thing does get bigger when you bred a bitch, you weren’t lying!” “Told ya!” Les bragged between ragged breaths. Once he had slowed his heart beat, he helped me stand up, making sure to check out the locker key number on my wrist. With a kiss and a pat on the back, he disappeared out of the room. Tom and I waited a few minutes for him to get a head start, each taking a couple hits off the pipe. As we went to leave, Tom turned on the steam on a switch next to the door, explaining why it had been off while we played. “I figured we’d get hot enough without it,” And damn, was he right! Part 3 Skipping the showers in favor of a dip in the pool, I separated from Tom and dove into the 10 ft deep end of the crystal blue waters. Coming up for air, I noticed a few new faces, mostly men around Tom’s age, with one or two closer to Les and I. When my eyes weren’t too busy taking in the sights of the many uncovered crotches, I was able to scan the faces of the men, discovering that I recognized quite a few. Just coming into the pool area from the locker room was a local weather man who was probably 40ish, with well-coiffed brown hair adding an inch to his 5’9” frame, surprising me since he looked taller on TV. He held his towel in front of his dick while walking to the showers, but I admired his firm butt and tight almost hairless body. Then there was the son of our former Governor. Late 30’s, maybe 5’11” with sandy blonde hair, his chest and arms were as attractive as I had imagined them whenever I’d seen him at fundraisers or rallies for his Dad. He had married the heiress to a local cattle fortune last year, shocking me and derailing my feeling that he was gay, but I felt vindicated seeing him grope his dick while chatting up one of the small asian worker boys near the door to the bigger steam room. Across the pool from me was a handsome man in his late 40’s with grey temples accenting his dark black hair, broad shoulders and creamy white skin. It took me a moment to realize that this sexy daddy is our current state senate leader. I’d never looked at him as more than a public servant until seeing him naked, his feet dangling in the water, and tattoos running around his upper thighs and waist area. The most prominent ink being an eagle across his lower stomach, with its talons reaching down around the base of his cock which was soft, but steadily growing. Looking back up at his eyes, he was obviously showing off for me, until another asian boy (Eddie’s brother) came over and told him it was time for his massage. He hopped out of the pool, and winked at me while taking special time to “dry” off his groin, before following Eddie’s bro out into the locker room area. Intrigued by the senator’s sexy ink, and not sure if I had a shot with the weather man, governor’s son, or either of the other two gents in the pool area, I hopped out of the pool and went to the locker room. Sadly, the Senator was already down the massage hallway, but there was some fresh blood here for me to enjoy. Sauntering down the main hallway past the rows of lockers, I was happy to see some sexy men getting undressed and checking each other out. Once at the end of the hall, I ducked into a room I’d previously ignored called the “relax room.” Pitch black, it took my eyes a moment to adjust to the tiny amount of light coming only from the window in the door to the room. From speakers in the corners, a relaxation cd played sounds of a rainforest. The large room consisted of five black pleather recliners on one wall, with a long bench on the opposite wall. Stretched out in the furthest recliner was Tom, who I thought was alone until his towel started moving. We shared a smile as some hidden guy lay between Tom’s legs and sucked his big cock. Another man came in behind me and crossed over to the recliner next to Tom’s, dropping his towel and working his soft 3 inch uncut cock. Not feeling the vibe, I nodded to Tom and backed out of the room, almost running over another guest. “Scuse me man!” I said, grabbing his back and arm to keep him from falling over. “No, pardon me!” he said, gripping my shoulder and gaining his balance before looking up at me. As soon as our eyes met I realized he was a local lawyer, famous for his commercials about how much money you missed out on if you didn’t hire him. His commercials had been playing since I was 8 or 9 and almost 15 years later I still found him sexy as fuck. Back then he was the junior partner, fresh outta law school with the curly brown hair and green eyes that they used due to his good looks. These days he was a named partner, the face of the company, and just as handsome as ever. A few years back some photos were hacked from his phone, showing him posing in the mirror and stroking a good sized bulge in some ftl briefs, resulting in a nasty divorce for he and his rich wife. I had probably shot 100 loads to those photos, imagining he was sending them to me, even after he remarried. My mind raced to remember his nickname in the commercials while our hands slid down each other’s bodies until his came to rest on my ass and mine were at his waist. “I need to watch where I’m going.” I blushed and felt my head rushing. My hole twitched as his firm fingers and palm slid under my towel and stroked my soft round ass cheek. “I’m glad you weren’t,” he said quietly, stepping forward until his towel-clad cock pressed against my own. Unable to break the stare we were sharing, I had to gage his size based on what I could feel, and it felt big. I shuddered, causing him to smile, step back and motion for me to follow him into a room marked “Medatation Steam.” Inside it was dimly lit, with some benches at the far end and a long troff of lava rocks along the wall. He loosened his towel, exposing the ass I’d dreamt of for years, and ladled some water over the stones until steam filled the air so thick I could barely see him. Walking towards the far end, I noticed mats on the floor, not as thin as yoga mats, but not thick enough to be called cushions. Suddenly a hand undid the towel at my waist and I could feel a thick meaty penis against the crack of my ass. “Do you know who I am?” the lawyer said quietly, while walking us forward until my feet hit the end of the closest mat. I considered lying in case he was afraid of being discovered but decided to be honest since his cock was getting hard between my thighs. “Yes I do,” I said quietly, reaching between my legs and stroking his cock while pressing my thighs together. “Good,” He said, moving us both forward until we were on our knees. His hands began pressing against my shoulders until I was bent all the way down. Turning my head so I could breathe, I could now look out the window beside the door we had entered through, and realized with the steam and low light we were totally hidden but could see anyone coming towards the room. My ears perked at an odd sound that I quickly discovered to be him spitting onto my ass crack and working it down around my hole. “Do you know what I want from you?” “I think so,” My back arched, and I reached back to spread my cheeks to give him better access. “Good.” He smacked what felt like a massive cock against my sphincter, causing me to jump. “Do you agree to take what I’m offering you with no stipulations or objections until such time as all parties are satisfied?” “Yes.” My dick was hard now, hearing him speak in legalese like he did in his commercials. “And do you willingly and openly accept any property transferred to your person during such acts, including but not limited to, my cum?” His cock head was now pressed against my hole and firmly pushing. “Willingly, openly and desperately sir.” I said pulling my cheeks further apart. “Good, then we may proceed.” Suddenly his head slipped in. Slowly a few more inches joined, then a few more, and more, until I was as full as when the athlete had fucked me, maybe more. Quietly and agonizingly slowly he raw fucked my hole all the way in and all the way out. From my view on the mat I could see the clock on the wall as 5, 10, 20 minutes passed, with him almost cumming many times during our fuck, but stopping short each time and holding still until he’d calmed down again. At 25 minutes I felt him building speed but once again hold back at the last second. “What are you waiting for?” I whimpered that time, squeezing my ass in hopes that he might lose control and breed me. “You’ll see.” Another five minutes and I was starting to itch for him to cum, when suddenly I heard the door opening and looked over to see the shadow of another man enter the room. Unsure if we could be seen, I tried to get the lawyer’s attention so we could get decent before we got caught but he began fucking harder. As the man in the mist got closer, I started to make out his features and realized he was another famous face. Not just another famous face, this was another famous lawyer, the man coming closer was the leading competition for the lawyer who was fucking me. “Good you’ve arrived,” My lawyer told his competition. “Lets see you beat this.” With that, the slow fucking was over, suddenly the lawyer was pulling me onto my side and fucking the hell out of me. I tried to scream but his hand was over my mouth before I could. Over the next ten minutes he’d fucked me in every known position and a few new ones until finally he shouted: “Here’s my closing arguments.” There on the floor with my knees over his muscular for arms and his groin pressed to my ass, he bred me so hard I blacked out for a moment. When I regained consciousness, my lawyer was seated a few feet away on the bench and his competition was taking his place. Looking down, I could see that I was in for a dick of lesser size but a much bigger head, which suddenly plunged in and tore me apart. My first fucking lawyer sat and watched as this guy went to town on me, using my ass in every position the first guy had, even lifting me up and fucking me against the wall before finally bending me over the bench and shouting : “so, to sum up…take that jizz boy!” I blacked out again, this time a little longer, waking to find my fuckers leaving the room, while Jing stroked my ass and helped me to sit on the bench. He had me down some more water and told me to take it slow before another couple of guys came in and sat next to us on the bench. These two seemed genuinely interested in a steam, so Jing whispered for me to “take a break,” and left to get back to work. Soon one of the men in the room with me added more water to the rocks while the other went off to shower. Two more men entered as he left, and now it felt like a real steam, as we each sweated out our toxins and ignored each other. My head spun when I tried to stand, and I realized I must have gotten some more ghb-laced water from Jing, so I sat down and relaxed as he said. Glancing to my right, I realized my steam-mates were all wearing their towels around their shoulders and the two on the far end were subtly stroking themselves. Worn out and afraid of too much more fun, I scooted to my left and almost on top of the first guy who came in. Turning to say I’m sorry, I found it was the Governor’s son stroking an 8 inch uncut dick similar to my own. I knew then and there I needed to get up and leave, but as his hand pushed my head into his lap, and I felt someone else fondle my ass, I gave in and decided I’d have to find out what it would take to become a permanent member of this spa… END

I started barebacking in the early 90s when HIV was considered a death sentence. I hadn't given unsafe sex much thought because in my world it simply wasn't done. But I fell in love with a guy, and we moved in together, and one night we became so consumed in passion that he just started fucking me without a rubber. He asked if I trusted him. I did. In retrospect, I was woefully naive, but I was also in lust, and lust generally trumps reason every time. It ended up being one of the hottest fucks of my life. I got so caught up in the sensation of his hot, hard, slippery cock in me, that at that moment, I probably wouldn't have cared about his status. When he began to ejaculate those thick warm ribbons of semen in my guts, I clamped my ass muscles as tight as I could to milk every last drop. It was so fucking incredible. I knew it's what my ass was meant for. From that point on, we fucked bare every time. A couple of years later, after we broke up, it was time to get back in the saddle so to speak. I knew that I wanted to keep riding bareback. The feeling of a guy's cum in my ass had become addictive. Not only was safe sex no longer interesting, it was in many cases an enormous turn-off. Once again, I let my physical desires overrule my reason. However, I became painfully selective about the guys I'd let fuck me. I didn't want disease, any disease, and figured that if I hedged my bets, I'd be able to have fun and stay clean. And, I did. In the late 1990s I went back to college for another degree. I didn't have a computer yet, so I had to complete work in a communal lab on campus. One night I went in very late to work. The guy who'd been at the terminal before me didn't log off. I peeked at his history and found a Yahoo group that was something like DFW Chasers. It was dedicated to bug chasers in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area. I'd never heard that term before and decided to investigate. Well, the posts I read on that site about guys going out to local saunas and bare fucking any willing stranger turned me on like crazy. Sitting there in the lab surfing this shit, my dick started twitching and was rock-hard in no time. I bought a personal computer and began to seek out similar sites and stories. One guy I met online sent me something called the Bareback Bible, which was filled with erotic fiction about getting bred by known poz fuckers. I started jerking off to it every day. Pretty soon, I found barebacksex.com and created a profile in my home city. I had totally eroticized bare, bug sex. Of course, I was scared to death. I found my feelings alternately intoxicating and repugnant. So, for a while it remained strictly fantasy. How did I cross the line? Well, like any addiction, once you've reached the apex of one and can't go any farther, you need something new and better. In good time, just jerking off to fiction, however well written, wasn't enough. I wanted, no...I desperately NEEDED to experience it first-hand. A short time later I had two friends die within a month of one another. Both were unexpected: a suicide and an accident. I really began to think about my own life. I was in my late 30s, existing in a very safe, ordered, comfortable little life, yet not really LIVING. Not feeling and enjoying all of the darker pleasures I secretly desired. And I finally came to the realization that I would be far happier living a shorter life pursuing my desires than to live a long, safe one in which I had to suppress my baser instincts. I went online and hooked up with a guy who claimed to be negative, but I knew of him from acquaintances, and the word out was that he was poz and had actually knocked up a former boyfriend. I remember driving to his house and thinking a million times that I should just turn around, go home, and and try to stop thinking the thoughts which seemed to possess me. But, I didn't turn around. I kept going. I knew what I wanted, and I couldn't deny any longer that I wanted it more than anything else in the world. My head was spinning when he pushed me down on the bed and started undressing me. I was giddy from anticipation. I almost wanted to laugh I was so consumed with the excitement and the just the risk of letting this guy fuck me, not knowing for sure whether he was poz or not. This was a guy who wasn't even particularly attractive to me. If he'd been one of many in a bar and I was free to pick, he wouldn't have been anywhere near the top of my list. But now, here I was ass up on his bed, offering myself freely to him, feeling his cock slide in me... a cock that might knock me up with a potentially deadly virus, and I didn't care. I was drunk with lust. He fucked me six ways to Sunday, and after what seemed an eternity I was flipped face down, my head scrunched in a pillow while he had the full weight of his body on my back. His hands tightened around my wrists, his arms stretched out over me, making me helpless to stop him. He rocked his hips in a furious motion, grinding his dick into my hole. I could feel his body begin to tense and his cock spasm as he flooded my butt with cum. He lay on top me, grunting, with his cock still inside me . After a couple of minutes he asked if he could piss inside me, and I mumbled something along the lines of "fuck yeah." I vaguely remember driving home with my ass clenched, trying desperately to keep his piss and sperm from flowing out of me. I wondered if his virus was swimming in my blood stream, growing, multiplying, infecting every cell with the bug of a stranger. It was the most electrifying experience of my entire life. There was no regret, and at that moment no fear. I went for an HiV test three months later, and then again at six months. Both times I trembled waiting for the results. And when they both came back negative, I swore to myself that I'd never do anything like that again. It didn't take long to break that vow.

My phone woke me up from my nap. It was a message from an old fuck buddy of mine, and by old I mean that I had been hooking up with him before my adventures with Anthony began. “You free? I’m really honry.” “In my room, door’s unlocked.” Jason, my fuck buddy, lived in the same dorm as me three floors up. He was a scrawny little freshman with a donkey dick that looked ridicules hanging off of his cute five foot six, one hundred and fifteen pound frame. My heart started to race as I wondered how he would react to my cum filled stretched out boy-cunt. We had always played safe and had never talked about doing anything different. I tossed a few dirty clothes in to the hamper and laid back down on my bed with my ass pointed towards the door. After a moment or two I heard the door open and close and then Jason’s familiar throat clearing. “I’m glad you’re free I’m horny as fuck.” I looked back at the door and saw him shucking his clothes. I always enjoyed seeing his massive cock fall from his little boxer briefs when he took them off, and today was no exception. It hung happily over a pair of rather large balls nestled in a thick growth of thick dark blond hair. What this boy lacked in size he made up for in the cock department and then some. “Me too.” I shook my ass at him and he walked over to my bed, his cock hardening as he walked. Jason climbed up on to my bed with me and squatted down behind my ass as if getting ready to eat it as he always did but stopped up short. “Shit, you’ve got a butt plug up your fucking ass.” “Yeah,” I said, trying to sound sheepish, “Is that a problem?” “No. That’s fucking hot, you’ll be super loose now! Can I pull it out and see your puffy hole.” “Sure,” I wiggled my ass at him more and felt him grab hold of the plug. As he pulled I pushed out a little bit helping him get it out and ensuring, that when it did with a decidedly satisfying plop, that it would be accompanied by a small amount of cum from the three loads I had already taken that day. “God your hole looks amazing, so pink and puffy, it looks kinda like a pussy now.” He dove between my cheeks and started going to town rimming my hole, his tongue darting back and forth across my stretched out and abused pucker. I squeezed a little more cum out so that it landed on his tongue as he started to probe inside. I felt him freeze, then after a moment he sat up. “Do you have cum in your ass?” “Yeah,” I admitted happily. “You fuck bareback?” “As of three days ago, yes.” “What?” “I met a guy on a4a, and he sorta tricked me into taking his cock raw and well… I liked it.” “Three days ago, how is his load still inside you then?” “Oh, no that’s not from three days ago, that’s one of the three loads I’ve already taken today.” “Ok now you’re going to have to tell me the whole story.” I turned around and sat up, I was worried that I had freaked him out and was about to lose one of my favorite fuck buds, but when I looked at his cock it was still rock hard and he was smiling. So I launched into the story of my first night at Anthony’s and then my return the next day, the task he had set me, and then the three loads I had taken that morning before he texted me. “You’re a fucking slut.” “Well…” “Prefect. I always wanted to get my cock between your cheeks raw.” “Really?” “Hell yeah. Roll over, I wanna see my cock sink into your spunk filled hole.” Happily I did as he asked and rolled over and stuck my ass up making my hole wink as best I could at him. “So hot,” he said as he lined up his cock head with my slightly gaping hole. Every other time I had taken Jason it had been a struggle to get to the base at first, but that time it just slid home all the way to the balls. I groaned loudly and Jason moaned something about a juicy wet cunt and started to deep fuck me. That was his favorite to slowly slip his cock in and out of my hole, normally he would do that for ten minutes or so kissing me tenderly the whole time before he got down to really pounding my hole but today it only lasted a few moments before he started banging away. Jason grabbed hold of my hips forcing me to buck myself back on his cock while he impaled me. He had never fucked me quite like this before, and I started kicking myself for not letting him breed me before. It wasn’t long before he was huffing and puffing like he always did just before he came, and then he bottomed out in my ass and shot his load deep into my already full gut. Most days that would have been the end of it, but I guess that he was as turned on as I was because he just kept fucking, his cock softening for a moment and then returning to rock hard. After just a few minutes rest we were back to the brutal pounding. “It’s hard for me to get off when I fuck with a rubber, but bare I can shoot at least four times, sometimes up to six.” “God give me six!” “Then hold on tight boy.” Loads two and three came quickly then each being dumped into my hole without comment beyond Jason’s mutterings of “Yeah take my fucking cock bitch.” Four took much longer and I found myself starting to whimper with each pounding as my hole gave way under his onslaught. Lastly loads five, six, and seven, a personal best he told me, were all fired off rapid fire and I had never felt fuller. At that moment I had eleven loads sloshing around in my boy-cunt and I just wanted more. Jason was spent after shooting seven loads and I told him that he could sleep there if he needed to as I did some homework. After looking at my English work for a brief moment I gave up and climbed back into bed and felt Jason’s cock starting to work it’s way back into my hole. That was when I got load number eight after which Jason went back to his one room and, after popping my plug back in, went for a shower and then I passed out again.

PART TWO The door opened and I heard foot steps coming down the hall. I panicked a little trying to pull away from Anthony’s pounding cock but he caught me with his strong hands and continued to fuck my hole as two men came into the room. I stared at them in horror of what they had found, but neither one of them seemed surprised to find Anthony with his cock buried in some strange guy in fact they looked pleased. “Don’t worry boy, they're here to help you learn your true place. Max and Tom live downstairs. They graduated two years ago and decided that some things,” he slammed into my ass particularly hard a few times, “in this town are just to good to leave, so they stayed.” I looked at the two men and realized that they weren’t that much older then me. In fact they looked like the frat boys I lusted over every day. One of them was about my height but was built like a football player, he had short blond hair sticking up under a baseball cap, as I watched he pulled his wife beater t-shirt over his head revealing pits bursting with dirty blond hair. The other was the perfect all American boy, about six foot with brown hair a strong jaw and swimmers body, he wore a black t-shirt and sweat pants which were beginning to reveal a sizable bulge. “How about you boys get naked and give this cumdumpster something to suck on while I give him the second load of his life.” A small part of my brain wondered why I was letting this happen, why I was pushing my ass back against this man I had met not three hours ago and had already blown a load in my, until then, 'condom-only' ass, but then I saw the blond boy (who I would later learn was Max) pull his jeans off revealing a pair of white briefs fit to bursting with a fact cock and stunning balls and I didn’t care any more. Tom was faster then Max and had already dropped his sweat pants before Max could pull off his underwear. Tom was like a mini version of Anthony, in fact he was probably what Anthony had looked like ten years prior, lithe and dark with thick patches of hair starting to grow together all of him. His cock was not as long as Anthony’s but it was certainly thicker. This all American boy was swinging not a bat but a can of Guinness, and all around the base and over his nice round balls was a thick dark bush. Max was much less hairy then the other two men, he had thick pit hair and incredibly hairy legs and ass, but other then that his torso was almost smooth. His nipples were a bright pink and his skin a pail white. His cock was probably eight inches long an nearly as thick as Anthony’s. Despite the sensible part of my brains warnings I knew as soon as I saw those two cocks that I needed them inside me and I knew I needed their loads in my cunt. Both men got down on their knees in front of me and pressed their cock to my lips. Obediently I opened my mouth and began trying to acuminate them both. Behind me Anthony had begun grunting and pounding like an animal and I knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Just as Tom began to force his cock deeper into my mouth Anthony grabbed my hips and slammed balls-deep into me. Once again I felt the astounding pulsations of his cock deep in my gut and then the rush of warmth as his cum filled-up my cunt. After a moment he pulled-out with a wet sloppy plop and staggered to his feet. Max wasted no time in sliding his cock into my gaping hole while Tom started to fuck my face. I gagged on the cock slamming against my tonsils while I bucked back on the cock ramming my ass. Although I couldn't see Anthony, I could hear him chuckling in the background. “Look at you now, being spit roasted by two former frat boys with two loads up your sweet cunt, when just this morning you had never been bred before. Are you having fun, boy?” “God yes,” I tried to answer around Tom’s insanely fat cock. All three of them laughed at the muffled sound and Tom redoubled his efforts and fucking my throat. Max’s cock had me writhing all over the place as he deep-dicked me, pulling almost all the way out before sliding it slowly back into my cum lubed hole again and again. But good as his cock felt I needed his load. “Tom, pull-out the boy’s mouth for a minute. I need him to be able to answer me.” Tom pulled-out of my mouth at Anthony’s bidding and moved behind me with Max. Anthony squatted down in front of me, his now half mast cock right in my face. Gently, he lifted my chin so I was looking him in the eyes. “You’re a good boy. Now, these two frat boys are gonna finish using you sweet new cunt pretty soon 'cause we don’t wanna wreck it too bad before your coming out party tonight. I’ve invited around fifteen guys to come over in an hour to breed your hole. There are no rules except that all loads must go in your cunt. Do you want those loads, boy? Do you want your load count to be at least eighteen tonight?” Max had changed from slowly sliding his cock back in each time to slamming his cock back up my cunt just as hard as he could. All that I could say between grunts of pleasure was “YES!” “Good boy, now Max, give the slut what he needs.” Max grunted savagely and started to jackhammer my hole. I could feel cum spewing from his dick inside of me, splashing against the walls of my cunt. No sooner was Max done then Tom was working his way inside me calling, “My turn.” Despite the vicious poundings I had received that day Tom’s beer can thick cock was still stretching my hole out even more. He pushed inside slowly but steadily, until the whole thing was inside and I could feel his pubes against my ass cheeks and his balls resting against mine. He held still for a moment before drawing back slowly and building up the pace of his fucking till he was like a jack rabbit who had just gotten out of jail. Max leaned in close and whispered to me, “Itn't Tom’s cock amazing?” “Fuck, yes.” “I love taking his cock.” “I can’t wait for his load!” “You’ll get it soon.” “God, I’ll be so loose then it’ll just drip out.” “You think you’re loose now? Just wait until we double-dick you." “You want my load, boy?” Tom said panting. “Please breed me! I need you load in my cunt!” “Yeah fucking pig.” Tom slammed balls deep again, stretching my hole just a little bit more to accommodate it’s base as shot after shot after shot of cum rocketed into my bowels. “Just wait pig, at the end of the night Max and I are going to make sure your cunt can handle whatever the world throws your way. “Put this in his ass,” Anthony came back into the room and handed Max a black butt plug, a really big black butt plug. Without hesitating, Tom pulled out of my ass and Max slammed the plug in to make up for the lack of cock inside of me. “Ok boy. You’ve got twenty minutes till your party guests get here. We’ll get you in the sing in a few minutes, but first I think there is something you should see.” He motioned to Max and Tom who helped me to shaky knees and led me down the hallway to another room…

We started to discuss what we were going to do for dinner when there was a knock as the door. Ryan yelled out for them to come in the apartment. I was a little startled at first since we were just sitting there naked, but Tyler must have known who was at the door. A still naked Ryan got off the bed to welcome his guest with a nice hug and kiss. The guy asked if I was the kid he had been talking about. Ryan told him yes this is Tyler. Ryan introduced me to his friend, Steve. I got off the bed, still naked and getting harder by the second, and shook Steve’s hand. It turns out that Steve was his dealer and was bringing over a supply for the weekend. Tyler took out a wad of cash and handed it to Steve and Steve handed him a small baggie. Steve then asked if I needed anything. I told him I didn’t really plan on buying anything other than food over the weekend; my dad gave me some cash for food. Ryan told me that the food was taken care of and if I’d like to get some Tina that would be cool. I pulled out $200 (of the $250) my dad gave me and told Steve why not. Steve counted out some Tina for me and handed me my stash. Ryan gave me a wink as he asked Steve if he could get him anything. Steve just said he’d love a crack at my ass and maybe a nice ride on my cock another time when he didn’t have to rush off. Steve got a hug and kiss from both Ryan and myself before he headed out the door. Ryan said to me, right on babe, nice buy. I replied back that I was scared to take the Tina home with me. Ryan said that I shouldn’t worry and he’s keep them for us to use another time. Ryan then suggested that we order a pizza and he’s show me how to prepare and administer my slam so that I was prepared for the weekends festivities. As we waited for the pizza to arrive I asked Ryan why the weekend we met he was rock hard while I was soft. He let me in on a little secret, he pulled out some blue pills and told me he takes two Viagra about an hour before he slams. He then handed me 2 and told me to take them. He also told me that he used a large amount of Tina with less water which makes the drug stronger in the system. Ryan showed me how to measure out the Tina and put it in a syringe. We each had a point ready for use after we ate some pizza. There was a knock at the door and Ryan put the points away and we both grabbed our underwear and answered the door. Ryan paid for the pizza and we each had a couple slices. As we sat there and ate my cock was getting rock hard and could tell that Ryan was as well and he suggested we lose the underwear. We finished eating and Ryan put the pizza away and got the points out. He told me it was time to finish my lesson. Ryan showed me how to mix the water in the syringe to dissolve the Tina. I watched as mine dissolved in the warm water. I looked at my point and wondered why mine is so clear when I remember a red tinge that first night. I asked Ryan about the color and he had a shit eating grin on his face. He came clean and told me he added some of his blood to the point he used on me to insure I was his HIV son. You would think that I would be upset hearing that, but I was really turned on by what he did. Ryan went on to say that he really liked me and hoped I would be ok with his pozzing me. He did it so that I wouldn’t have to worry about getting HIV from him and we could fuck bareback. I was so turned on by Ryan’s actions I gave him a big kiss. When we stopped kissing, Ryan then took out two tourniquets and told me to wrap it tight around my bicep. He then took out some alcohol and wiped my arm then his. He demonstrated as I followed on how to hit the vein, pull back the plunger a little to get a flash of blood to be sure the needle is in the vein, then slowly push the plunger all the way down. After the contents were empty the needle is slowly pulled out and the pressure is applied to the injection site. The last thing I was told to do was raise my arm over head and pull the tourniquet off. I did as Ryan told me as he did his own slam. As I was about to pull off the tourniquet Ryan leaned in for a kiss. I felt the familiar feeling I had on our first meeting, the warm, the cough as Ryan coughed shortly after mine. We continued kissing as Ryan pushed me back on the bed and he climbed on top of me. I felt Ryan’s hard cock as he lay on top of me. Like before he shot some cum out, but this time it was on my body. It felt amazing as the drugs hit us we kissed and were grinding our hard cocks into each other. While we kissed Ryan grabbed some lube he had handy and slicked up our cocks. The sensation was amazing with Tina. I was a little surprised when he broke our kiss and moved up my body. I thought he was about to feed me his cock when he moved back a little and slid down on my hard cock. The feeling was better than when I fucked him in the shower. He bounced up and down as his cock was leaking pre-cum on my belly. The sensation of his ass wrapped my cock and his actions were too much for me. I began to moan and Ryan began to rock back and forth faster. I couldn’t take much more and shouted out that I was cumming. Ryan continued to milk my cock, making -sure to get every drop of my seed. When Ryan finally pulled off of my softening cock he got between my legs and sucked me clean. He then pushed my legs up and began to rim my hole and I began to moan. He got me good and wet before he worked his slick cock inside me. I had little time to recover as I was now getting fucked by this stud. As Ryan fucked me he made sure to hit something inside me and it didn’t take long for my cock to begin to stir. Whatever he was hitting it was causing me to moan louder. Ryan also began to pinch my nipples a little which also felt incredible. The added sensation help my cock continue to grow. It wasn’t fully hard yet, but it was slowly getting there. Ryan leaned in and kissed me as our tongues probed each other’s mouths. When he stopped our kiss he reached down and stroked my hard cock. His hand felt amazing but he stopped as he began to pound me harder and harder. I could feel his cock growing inside me as he worked it in and out of my ass. Ryan’s breathing began to quicken as his cock felt to get even harder. I felt this strange feeling in my groin that was somewhat familiar to me. Ryan then slammed in a couple times more and groaned out. At almost the same moment I felt my balls churn and I began to cum. My first shot hit my forehead, the second shot hit my lips. Ryan leaned in and licked the cum from my face and as he did this he got hit with my next two shots in the face. He leaned in further and as we kissed we shared the cum in his mouth and then I lick the remnant from his chin. We flipped fucked until we started to wind down from our slams. I noticed the sun peaking through the blinds as we cuddled together in bed to rest before the big camping trip.