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Part 12 - Weekend Retreat Ethan was back home and he had invited Adam over for a swim that afternoon, Adam knew Ethan's family were back so it would be a pretty normal afternoon. They swam and played around in the pool until Ethan rested against the side of the pool his head resting on his folded arms on the edge, Adam couldn't put his finger on what was different with Ethan today. "What is with you today?" Adam asked coming to a rest next to Ethan. Ethan sighed "I miss him". Adam looked at him "So your serious about him then?". Ethan nodded "Yes, last night we sort of became boyfriends". Adam chuckled "Good for you Ethan. But you do know Angelo is not just wanting a boyfriend". Ethan turned his head to face Adam "I think so, he wants commitment". Adam whispered "Do you though?". Ethan let go of the side and swam back a little "I would with him". Adam looked back and smiled "You two make a nice couple and even Tony thinks you belong together". Ethan swam back towards Adam "How would you and Tony like to come to the Hamptons next weekend?". Adam smiled "Now that would be good". "I need to ask my mother and father first and then can you text Angelo to ask him?" Ethan sat on the side of the pool. Adam joined him "Of course". A few hours later Ethan's mother and father sat on the veranda enjoying a glass of wine in the evening sun. Ethan climbed out of the pool and asked if he could go to the beach house for a long weekend with his friends, his father nodded and mother said as long as they clean the place up after then yes they can use the house. Ethan was a little surprised how easy it was but then they had come to like Adam a lot, that and he came from a respectable family in Harrison. As the evening wore on Adam said that Tony would finish work Friday afternoon so they would drive down in the evening and come back early Monday. Ethan got Adam to text Angelo which went back and forth for a few minutes before Adam said that Angelo wants to go down on Thursday evening, he can work remotely on Friday. Ethan checked with his mother and confirmed everything back to Adam who in turn sent it on to Angelo who replied he would pick Ethan up at 5pm from Harrison station on Thursday. Adam's mother arrived at 9pm to pick him up she was also intrigued to meet Ethan who Adam had talked about a lot from classes to them becoming friends. She knew Ellie to chat to but had never met Ethan before, Ellie came out and had a quick chat with Sandra before Adam and Ethan came out of the house. As they pulled away Adam's mother turned to him and asked outright if Ethan was gay, Adam replied confirming what she thought was true but he also asked her not to say anything as he wasn't out to his family. Ellie picked up her phone whilst she waited for Sofie to finish her dance class, she was pleased to see a message from Margarite who wanted a catch up on Monday over lunch. She sent her reply confirming that she would see her at 1pm then waved as Sofie appeared from the changing rooms. On the other side of town Ethan was nervous about seeing Angelo as he sat waiting outside the station, was it all just a memory or was it real. Angelo pulled up a few minutes ahead of time and Ethan climbed in to the passenger seat, Angelo leaned over and kissed him. "Hello lover" Angelo smiled looking in to Ethan's eyes. Ethan pulled Angelo in and kissed him back "Hello boyfriend" and giggled. Angelo shook his head laughing and they set off for the Hamptons looking forward to the weekend away, they chatted the whole 3 hour drive where Angelo spoke candidly about himself and opened up completely to Ethan. As they pulled up to the beach house Ethan felt he knew and really began to understand much more about Angelo and his large family. Angelo got out of the car "Wow Ethan this place is lovely" he stood staring up at the house. Ethan took Angelo's hand "Just you and me for 1 night Angelo" he said looking at Angelo. Angelo kissed him "Perfect". They had a quick dinner and sat outside overlooking on the deck overlooking the beach lit by the moonlight, in the distance lightning could be seen from the summer storm somewhere along the coast. Ethan dressed in only his underwear walked over and stood by the railings watching the storm, he felt Angelo's arms slipping around his waist. Ethan sighed and leaned back in to Angelo "Disney is not the happiest place on earth, this is". "Anywhere with you would be the happiest place to be" Angelo leaned round and kissed Ethan. Ethan could feel Angelo's hard cock pushing up against his ass in its constrained state by his own underwear, Ethan release a happy moan as his hands slipped round behind him and gently pulled Angelo's underwear down to release his cock. Angelo moved one arm and his hand rubbed Ethan's ass several times before he slowly pushed the underwear down to Ethan's ankles, leaning forward he met Ethan's waiting mouth and kissed him . Angelo's cock was rubbing and tapping at the door until his precum began making it slick, Angelo kissed around Ethan's neck and ear whispering 'I love you Ethan', Ethan gripped Angelo's arms feeling his cock slipping inside. Ethan gasped and gripped tighter as more and more of Angelo's cock entered his body, it was still painful at first for Ethan but he had learned to love the pain as he knew the love of sex would follow. Ethan relaxed his body with Angelo's cock buried deep inside his ass, with slow meaningful strokes Angelo began to make love his cock providing deep penetrative thrusts, Ethan moaned overlooking the ocean. Angelo was in no rush and alternated his hip movement from gyrating to thrusting, Ethan rolled his head back against Angelo's chest proclaiming his love to Angelo for the world to hear. They continued for what seemed like hours for Ethan but Angelo just couldn't and didn't want to hold back any longer, his arms tightened around Ethan's waist and his hips began to ramp up the pace, Ethan moaned and turned his neck to kiss Angelo 'oh god yes' he pleaded looking Angelo in the eyes, he saw a true desire in Ethan's eyes and Angelo groaned and hit home flooding Ethan with his love. Angelo held Ethan tighter against his body as his orgasm subsided, kissing Ethan repeatedly he was more sure than ever he wanted him completely. He rested his chest on Ethan's back for a moment to regain his composure, his cock remaining hard as he pushed gently against Ethan's ass. His arms still clasped around Ethan as he began to pull him back towards the day bed until he laid down with Ethan on top of him. Angelo could not find the words to express his love for Ethan, instead he just held him tightly on his cock listening to the ocean waves and Ethan's murmuring of delight. He looked up at the stars appearing in the night sky breathing rapidly as his body was held tight by Angelo, he felt an enormous rush of belonging coursing through his body. The following day Ethan swam a lot and would join Angelo on the deck who was busy working away until he closed his laptop late afternoon and walked down to the sea to join Ethan for a swim. "Are you done?" Ethan said throwing himself at Angelo. Angelo laughed and swept him up in his arms "Yes, now I am all yours". Their mouths met and Ethan sighed lovingly as Angelo's tongue slipped in to his mouth. He never got bored of kissing Angelo no matter how many times they kissed during the day. He loved how Angelo would just sweep him up off his feet and hold him close against his body, Ethan just couldn't get enough of Angelo. He knew he was young and a pretty good catch himself, but he had bagged an incredibly sexy Latin guy who just happened to be amazing in bed as well and for the most part seemed to be besotted with him. Angelo and Ethan showered and dressed then headed in to the village to get some supplies for when Adam and Tony arrived later that evening. It was one of the busiest weekends in the Hamptons and it seemed that most of New York's gay scene had descended. Ethan was looking in the window of a shop whilst Angelo was buying some food in the shop next door. "Hey" a man in his late twenties with a cocky arrogant look stood eyeing him up. Ethan glanced at him "Hello" and continued browsing the shop window. "Your incredibly sexy, want to come to a party tonight?" he asked Ethan. Ethan chuckled "No, and sorry I don't know you". "Matt, now you know my name how about it sexy what's your name?" Matt moved closer. Ethan stepped back and turned to look at him "My boyfriend will be back in a minute so you better go". Matt laughed "Heard that before, I bet your a horny fucker in bed" stepping closer to Ethan. "No really, my boyfriend is in the grocery store" Ethan turned to walk away. Matt swooped round the front of Ethan "Come on you would go down a treat with my friends". "I said no" Ethan said stepping back again. Matt raised his hand to touch Ethan's face he was not about to allow him to go "Just you and me then". Angelo came out of the shop "Get your hands off my boyfriend". Matt stopped and turned "Oh fuck" he recognised Angelo. "Matt" Angelo stopped dead in his tracks. Matt looked him in the face "Angelo, I err, hell this is awkward". "Ethan this is the my ex Matt" Angelo obviously never expected to be running in to him. Matt's attitude towards Ethan went cold "You must be fucked up to date him?". Angelo didn't react well to the way he spoke about Ethan "What did you say?". Ethan held Angelo back "Leave it Angelo, I can see why you threw him out" Ethan hadn't warmed to Matt at all. Matt stood with his mouth open and looked at Angelo "You told him?". Angelo nodded "We have no secrets, good bye Matt". Ethan and Angelo turned and walked off leaving Matt standing there in the street, Ethan spotted a coffee shop and guided Angelo inside and ordered a couple of coffees. He looked over at Angelo who stared out the window, Ethan placed the coffee in front of Angelo who looked and smiled at him. "Thank god I don't have an ex to worry about" Ethan smiled touching Angelo's hand. Angelo was loosing some of his tension from the encounter "I'm sorry about that". "Why, because he never realised what he had?" Ethan laughed. Angelo looked at Ethan "I am worried every time I turn my back someone will try it on with you". "Do you not think I have the same concern?" Ethan said looking at him. Angelo smiled "As long as I have you..." Ethan cut him off. "You do and your all I want" Ethan smiled then leaned over and kissed him. Shopping finished they went back to the house and were both exhausted and just laid in each others arms kissing , Ethan snuggled up in to Angelo's arms listening to the surf through the open windows. Ethan's phone started ringing and Angelo reached over and passed it to Ethan he looked and saw it was Adam calling, he had a quick conversation before telling Angelo they would be here in thirty minutes. Ethan climbed over Angelo to put his phone back but found Angelo's arms slipping around him and preventing him from moving off, Ethan smiled and leant forward kissing Angelo and feeling his amorous state against his ass. Ethan wriggled his ass until he felt Angelo's cock pressing at his ass, Ethan leaned back and moaned grabbing Angelo's arms as sat deep on his lovers cock. For the first time Ethan controlled the sex between them as he moved his ass back and forth on Angelo's cock, he looked down at the smile on Angelo's face it was enough to say it all. Ethan closed his eyes and his head dropped back he couldn't stop himself and began to orgasm without touching his cock, he could feel his cock stretching and bouncing as he began to shoot his cum over Angelo's chest, at the same time he felt Angelo jolt his hips up hard, the sight of seeing his lover in ecstasy brought Angelo over the top he moaned and thrusted up several times as his seed flowed in to Ethan at the same time. Ethan collapsed forward straight onto Angelo's mouth kissing him all the while as Angelo's hips kept pushing hard up against Ethan's ass. Ethan wrapped his arms around Angelo's neck. "Oh fuck Angelo look what have you reduced me to" he smiled looking Angelo in the eye. Angelo smiled "Yes but look what you do to me". Ethan kissed him and gently rose off Angelo's cock and stepped off the sofa holding his hand out, he took Angelo to the bedroom and wet room where the both quickly showered. Ethan finished drying off and walked back in to the bedroom watching Angelo get dressed. Angelo turned to see him standing there naked watching "Stop watching and get dressed". Ethan picked up his shorts and walked over to Angelo "I love you and love watching you". Angelo couldn't stop smiling as they went downstairs just in time as Adam and Tony pulled up in their car. The rest of that Friday evening was spent having dinner and talking on the deck until the early hours of the morning. Saturday afternoon they sunbathed on the deck and it wasn't hard to fathom out as Tony looked between Ethan and Angelo and their body language he saw how much in love they had grown in a couple of weeks. Ethan and Adam ventured off for a walk along the beach leaving Tony and Angelo on the deck, Tony stood and walked to the edge of deck watching Ethan talking animatedly with his arms. Tony leaned on the railings "You are in love with him aren't you?". Angelo walked over where Tony stood "Incredibly". Tony put his hand on Angelo's shoulder "I am really happy for you Angelo and you are a different person". Angelo looked at Tony "I closed all my feelings away, didn't want to love anyone again. How wrong I was". Tony put his arm around Angelo and hugged him "It only takes that special someone". Angelo kissed him on cheek "Your to sentimental and soft" he said laughing. Tony watched Ethan "Adam and I are very lucky having both of you as friends". Sunday late afternoon they had dinner out and returned later that evening, Adam and Tony went to bed as they had to leave early in the morning. Ethan sat on the balcony of the bedroom and Angelo stood at the doorway, he had decided what he wanted from Ethan and knew he needed to do it tonight. He stood watching Ethan for a moment "Are you happy Ethan?". Ethan leaned back and smiled "Very". Angelo sat down opposite him "I need to talk to you seriously". Ethan sat up looking concerned "Am I going to like this?". Angelo smiled "I don't know, it all depends if you are in a place to want what I offer". Ethan laughed "And what do you want to offer?". Angelo held Ethan's hand "I want you to share your life with me". "Right now?" Ethan looked at Angelo. Angelo smiled "I think a couple of months so in 8 weeks time". "Oh, that is quite exact" Ethan was a bit stumped and nervously laughed. Angelo continued "But you need to tell your parents about you and me". Ethan shook his head "No Angelo". Angelo nodded "I...." Ethan stopped him. "6 Saturday's from now and you have a deal, I know what I want Angelo". Angelo laughed "Are you absolutely sure?" Ethan leaned over and kissed him "I don't want anyone else, you are who I want to be with". "Are you sure I am not moving to fast for you?" Angelo sat back in the chair. Ethan walked in the bedroom and laid on the bed "Your not moving fast enough Angelo". Angelo turned and saw him laying naked on the bed and laughed, before he could even get off the lounger chair Ethan had jumped on to Angelo and started kissing him madly. Angelo could sense how horned up Ethan was and wasted no time making love to him, the moans escaping Ethan mixed like a symphony with the sound of the surf. Adam and Tony had left early that morning, Ethan and Angelo walked along the beach holding hands. There was a chill in the air as the dark clouds began rolling in off the Atlantic, Angelo commented how dark the clouds looked so they turned and walked back towards the beach house running up the steps just as the wind picked up and rain began to fall heavily. The thunder and lightning raged and Ethan felt a chill run up his spine as he watched, Angelo appeared with lunch and set it down on the table. "It feels strange" Ethan mumbled as Angelo cuddled up behind him. Angelo rested his chin on Ethan's shoulder "What does?". "The storm it's like a raging animal on the warpath" Ethan said looking out to the deserted beach. Angelo kissed his neck "It will blow away and calm down, come and eat". Ethan turned and hugged Angelo.

8. Jesse My phone woke me. It was the familiar chime from the booking app. As much as I wanted to turn over and go back to sleep, it was the essential sound of a pay-check. I reluctantly rolled over, grabbed the phone, and tried to focus on the screen. It was a direct message from a client. "Sore. Need some deep relief this morning." He also gave the details of the hotel he was in. It wasn't far, and I needed the money. I had scored a bag of tina the previous night, but it had come dear. Even though it was early, a bit of extra cash wouldn't hurt. "I can be there in 20," I wrote back. "$250 for an hour. I'll take care of any soreness." I had no idea who he was so I was going to be perfectly ambiguous. There was always a risk, but the hotel he was at was not cheap, and there would be plenty of video cameras in the lobby. "Perfect. Room 1620. You can come right up." I always re-packed right when I came home so I could be ready to go, all the way down to re-filling and preparing the pipe. After that, it took only a few short minutes to make sure I was clean and ready for whatever. I pulled on a jockstrap, sweat pants, and a close-fitting tank top. I timed it perfectly with the Uber, and in less than ten minutes total, I was on my way. Once on the freeway, the Uber driver looked back at me in the rear-view mirror. "On your way to a job?" he asked. I nodded to him, silently wishing I had done a hit from the pipe before leaving. "Pretty early, isn't it?" "Yeah," I said. "But some guys like it in the morning." There was no point in pretense any more. "Oh," he said. "I know how that goes." He laughed. "But, lucky for you, it's my evening." He laughed for a second, satisfied with his attempt at a clever joke. "You ready for it? Head screwed on right?" "Fuck, I dunno man. Was just wondering that myself." "Good man. You gotta think about yourself first. What gets you ready? What puts you in the mood? I got it all, just let me know. I just got some great E, dope-ass weed, and just picked up some really clean ice." The day was off to a good start. I was on my way to a client paying nearly double my normal rate, and my Uber driver was offering to get me high. Not to mention I had another client later in the morning, a client who was always up for partying, playing, and pozzing. "PnPnP" he called it. "You have ice? You mean, like tina?" "Fuck yeah," he said. He was smiling, happy to have found a fellow traveler. "You want to try some? This stuff is fucking awesome." He handed me a pipe and a torch. "Don't worry. It's on the house." That explained a lot. He wasn't just an Uber driver; he was also a drug dealer. It was a good idea; he already had an excuse to be driving around, and the drugs let him make plenty extra on the side. Before I lit the torch, I looked around. The streets were sufficiently empty that I lit it. I knew the ritual well, and in just a few seconds, I was huffing down the thick white clouds. It hit me fast and hard, and I coughed out most of the first hit. "Careful there. Do another hit to get the full effect." The pipe was still warm, so it was barely a second before I was filling my lungs again. I knew what to expect this time, so it was easy to get every cloud I needed. "That's right. A good hit." I nodded, and then pulled the pipe from my mouth. I held it for as long as I could, then exhaled. It nearly filled the back of the car, momentarily blocking my view. "Fuck, that's nice," I said. The tina was hitting me. I could feel the pangs of sleaze radiate outwards from my dick, my brain was drenched in a rainbow of depraved thoughts, and my hole could never get enough dick. "Do one more hit," he said. "Gift from me to you." I didn't need to be asked twice. The tina was still warm in the bowl; it took only a second for the thick clouds to form. I inhaled as deep as I could. The next hour would be interesting. I had no idea who the client was, what he looked like, or even what he wanted from me. The first few minutes were always the most difficult; it was my job to put him at ease. My lungs filled with the tina clouds and as the drugs soaked deeper into my mind, I spun out alternative stories of what would happen at the hotel. He could be a younger guy, using his dad's credit card to explore his sexuality. Or an older man, finally breaking free of society's restrictions. Or maybe he knew what he wanted, and his husband couldn't bring himself to give it to him. Finally, I had my fill of the thick smoke. I handed the pipe and torch back to the driver. He took a quick hit from the pipe before it cooled down too much. "Yeah," he said, as he exhaled a thick cloud. "Fucking awesome shit, isn't it?" "Yeah," I said, finally exhaling the hit. "Gets my head spun on right." "Right on," the driver said. He handed a card back to me. "Take this." I read the card. "Tariq A.: Weapons of Mind Destruction" It had a number on it. "Always happy to make a deal with another working stiff." He reached down to his crotch; even from behind it was obvious he was playing with his dick. "Damn. That bitch tina always makes me horny." "Yeah," I said. My dick was hard and my ass was twitching. That was the sign of some really good crystal. Far too often, it would tilt me in one direction or another. "Fuck it does." I handed him my card. "Jesse James. Massage." My phone number and e-mail were on it. "Damn. You busy this afternoon?" "Not yet," I said. "Two appointments in the morning." "Awesome. You can help me with his." He motioned for me to lean forward and look. I hadn't really noticed Tariq until now. The driver was medium height, dark skin, and a thick beard. He was in a dark blue uniform, with a bit of grease smeared on his pants. Before I could even wonder, I saw his dick, a fat shaft that looked like it hung down to his knee. "Yeah," he said, laughing. "It's ten inches." Before I could say anything, he suddenly stuck it back into his coveralls, and buttoned them up. "Almost there," he said, motioning me to look. About 4 blocks away was the hotel. I wanted to taste his cock, almost badly enough to tell him to stop. Luckily, the last vestige of the rational spoke for me. "Cool," I said. "I'll give you a call when I'm done." "I'm gonna look forward to it," he said. "You're fucking hot." "Thanks," I said. I leaned back and gathered up all my stuff. "You too," I said, wondering what his cock would feel like in my throat. Suddenly, Tariq put on the brakes. I looked up, and saw that we were still a block away from the hotel. He pulled into one of the many empty parking spaces on the side. He looked back at me, offering me the pipe. "One last hit?" he asked. "Fuck yeah," I said. The first few hits had hit me and I no longer had the willpower to refuse more crystal. I took the pipe and torch, and stuck the pipe in my mouth. Only after I had heated up the bowl did I think to look around me. Luckily there wasn't another soul in sight. I inhaled deeply. I no longer had any fear of the thick clouds; I wanted to get properly spun up before meeting my next client. "Do a big hit," Tariq said, egging me on as I drained the bowl several more times. "Make it impossible to care anymore." I inhaled once more, and felt my lungs fill with the clouds. "Perfect," he said, as I pulled the pipe out of my mouth. There was a long pause as I held the hit, feeling the chemicals infuse into my blood. "Hold it," he said. I held on for a few seconds more, before exhaling the thick cloud that filled inside of the car. Fuck," I muttered. "That fucked me up." "Good," Tariq replied. "Do another." "Not sure I sho..." I started, but Tariq cut me off. "Do it," he said. The tina was hitting me hard, and I couldn't argue against the animal logic of pleasure. I put the pipe back in my mouth; it was still smoking slightly. "Big one," he said, as I heated up the bowl and sucked down the clouds for what seemed like five minutes. Tariq took the pipe back from me, as I held my hit. He took several deep breaths from the pipe, before putting it in the ashtray. Before I realized it, he was out in the road again, racing down the street and towards the hotel. The sudden burst of speed caught me by surprise, and we were practically pulling into the hotel driveway before I thought to blow of my cloud. I tried to roll down the window, but it didn't work. "Sorry," Tariq said through the thick fog. "It's broken. But I'm sure they already know you're a tweaker." The crystal had already hit me, so I found this funnier than anything else. "Here you go," he said, coming to a stop right in front of the hotel's door. "Thanks," I said. "I'll talk to you soon." As I stepped out of the car, I was glad I had at least worn the jockstrap. I hadn't really been able to hide the cloud that fell out of the car, but at least the jockstrap kept me merely to a visible bulge. I slung the backpack with my supplies over my shoulder, and grabbed the portable massage table out of the trunk. I held the table in front of me, to keep anyone seeing my erection. The hotel was set up so I had to walk right by the reception desk on my way to the elevators. The hotel had a good reputation among the working boys, and this morning was much the same. I recognized the man behind the front desk. I had met him a few years ago at the bath house. Since then, there had been many opportunities to swap clouds swap loads. "Good morning, Mr. James," he said. "Glad to see you again." "Good to see you too, Colin," I said. "Why don't you ask for me on your way out," he said, which was the way he said I was going to get fucked and bred on my way out. "Will do," I replied. and walked on to the elevators. The elevators were totally empty, and I was taken directly to the sixteenth floor. Room 1620 was at the end of one of the corridors. If the tina hadn't totally messed with my sense of direction, it would also have great views. I put down the table to knock on the door. That meant when he opened the door, he'd immediately see my bulge. It took him only a few seconds to come to the door. I heard his footsteps, but then they stopped. There was quiet, which seemed to stretch for hours. But it was just the tina fucking with me. But then he could see how hard I was tweaking. But I could control it, at least for a bit. The paranoid scenarios played out until the door quietly opened, and I got the first look at my newest client. "Hi," he said. "I'm Tim," he continued. He was in his mid-forties, but still had a muscular body. He took care of himself, and his self-care routine clearly included a bit of ink, a lot of time at the gym, and an occasional booster shot of testosterone. His chest was covered in dark hair, mixed with an occasional fleck of grey, but the two-day stubble on his face was much greyer. I allowed myself a quick look down; he was wearing a pair of dark blue gym shorts which did a bad job of hiding an erection. "I'm Jesse," I said. I wondered why a man like that had to pay for sex. I'd even hit him up on Scruff when I was off the clock. "Good to meet you, Tim." "You too," he said. "Can I give you a hand with that?" he asked. He reached down to grab the table and I caught a glimpse of a wedding ring on his left hand. It was surprising to see it. "Yeah," I stammered, "That would be great." I couldn't tell if Tim's spouse would be a man or a woman. I stepped in behind him, and paused to glance around the room. It was a big room; big enough that the king-size bed at one end seemed almost small. The room was dominated by the window: an entire wall was floor-to-ceiling glass, looking out over the ocean and the start of the hills. It was still dark enough that the grid in front of me was demarcated by streetlights and traffic. "Fuck," I said. "Nice room." "Yeah," he said. "Although, I did get upgraded." "Lucky." "I know. I decided to reward myself." "Yeah?" I asked. "Yeah. That's where you come in." Tim pointed to an envelope on a shelf by the door. "That's for you." "Thanks," I said. The exchange of money was always awkward, but Tim seemed to have done it before. Again, it didn't really matter. I'd let Tim do almost anything to me. Or I'd do anything to him; we still hadn't really talked about what he was interested in. My head was spinning from the tina, and it was hard to concentrate. My thoughts were racing, from one sleazy scene to an even more depraved one. I took the table from him, and quickly set it up in front of the window. I knew the windows were reflective enough to keep anyone from seeing in. "You want to get comfortable?" I asked. I pulled a few supplies from my bag: a towel, a bottle of oil, and a small black bag. That was the one that contained the party supplies: pipe, torch, poppers, and extra favors. "Comfortable? Now?" Tim asked. "Well, you know. Strip down," I said. "Well," Tim stammered. "Well, you know. I was kinda jerking off right before you arrived." His hand automatically went for his groin. As he brushed against the shorts, I could see his cock jump and move. It was thicker than I expected. My hole twitched, wondering what his manhood would feel like as it stretched me open. "Hey. That's cool. We all do it." I smiled at him, and pushed down on my dick, letting him see how hard I was. The tina was driving my every action, and it was hard not to start jerking off right then. Still, it did give me an evil thought. "What were you thinking about? You know, when you were jerking off?" He turned bright red. The blush covered most of his torso, and made my dick throb. "Uh, you know. Just watching stuff on the web." The blush had given it away. I could hardly hide the fact that I occasionally did porn. It was my best advertising. It also meant that he was at least open to barebacking, not to mention some of the more inscrutable kinks I had allowed myself to engage in. "Yeah? What of?" "Umm, well, I mean," he stammered. Finally, he said it. "To be honest, you." "Me?" I asked. He nodded. I smiled. "Cool," I said. "Now, let me see you naked." My ass was twitching and my dick was throbbing. I didn't know what I wanted more: his hole or his pole. Tim stuck his hands into his shorts. He started to push them down, going far enough to expose a thick, dark bush of pubic hair. He stopped though, and asked "What about you?" "Don't worry. We'll get there soon enough." That was enough to satisfy him, and he pushed his shorts over his dick allowing it to spring free. It was a proper daddy cock: about 8" long, thick like a can of Red Bull, topped with a thick head. "Nice," I murmured as he stepped out of his shorts. He moved with blunt male force; he relied entirely on his muscle, with little finesse. "Turn around," I said. His ass was like the rest of him: muscle, with just the right amount of hair. I wanted to get down on my knees in order to worship his dick and rim his ass in preparation for fucking. He gave me only a few seconds glimpse of his ass before he turned back around. He was stroking his dick, which was now pointing upwards, a bit of pre-cum at the tip. "Uh," I started. "Um." Now it was my turn to stammer. "Which video were you watching?" I managed to ask. "Some cocksucking movie. You were hanging off a table, getting your throat fucked." A bead of pre-cum leaked from my dick, even as my throat tightened. From the few words he said, I remembered the movie. It was for a series called "Throat Fucking." It was on of the first times I had to stop and hit the pipe in order to continue the scene. "Throat Abuse" I said. "Yeah! That's it! Fucking amazing." "Yeah," I said, a little less enthusiastic than Tim was. The top, Max, was hung, at least two inches longer than Tim, and just as thick. The scene was supposed to take only an hour. Luckily, at the end of the second hour, Max let me stop and take several big hits from the glass pipe. I needed the courage and strength the crystal provided several times over the next few hours of throat abuse. The final video was only ninety minutes long, but it was a compilation of nearly six hours of continuous cocksucking and throatfucking. Afterwards, it took several days before I was no longer hoarse and my throat was no longer sore. "It was intense," I finally said, by way of summary. "I was hoarse for three days." "Fuck, that's hot," Tim said. He was slowly stroking his dick, staring at me. "My wife barely sucks me off, much less let me face-fuck her like that. But fuck, that's hot." He trailed off, like he was about to say something, but instead, he just played with his dick. "I want to see you naked," he finally said. "Yeah?" I asked. He nodded, and I slowly pulled off my tank top. This was important; I was seducing Tim. He had already told me everything that I needed to know about how he wanted the morning to go down. But I still had some power. If I did it right by teasing him just precisely and pleasuring him absolutely perfectly, I would stay in control. If I stayed in control, all I would have to do is suck him off. But if I didn't do it, he would end up face-fucking me. "You like?" I asked as I pushed down my sweat pants enough to show him the waistband of the jockstrap. "Hell yeah," Tim said. "When was the last time you sucked a guy off?" "Uh," I mumbled. "Last night," I said. Now it was my turn to blush. "Hot," Tim said. "You swallow his load?" "Yeah, I swallowed," I said. I licked my lips at the memory of how his salty-sweet load filled my mouth. "I always swallow." "Fuck yes," he said, starting to stroke his dick faster. It was my turn to act; I stepped forward and knelt down right in front of Tim. He stopped jacking off and let his hands fall to his side. I took a few seconds to admire his dick. It was pointing up slightly, a long, thick slab of meat already starting to drip pre-cum. I looked up at him, and he nodded. "Go ahead. I know you want it." He was right. My head was spinning, and all I could think about was licking his cock. Another hit from the glass pipe, and I would even be open to getting throat fucked. I opened my mouth and licked the bead of pre-cum from the tip of his cock. "That's right. Lick it up," he grunted as I ran my tongue over and around his dickhead. His pre-cum was salty, and also a bit bitter. It was a familiar flavor; it was the taste of a man who drank a bit. The tina allowed me not to care. It was pre-cum, and that was a plenty good start for me. Before I realized what I had done, I took the tip of his cock into my mouth. It seemed so small and inconsequential, but it was an act of submission before him. I may not have been prepared for him to throat fuck me, but I no longer believed that I had a say in the issue. If he asked for anything, it was now my job to make his request happen. Tim picked up on the change in the power dynamic. "Fuck yeah, cocksucker," he grunted. "Make my cock feel good," he continued, as he insistently forced his shaft deeper into my mouth. It wasn't long before the tip was pressing against the back of my throat. "Come on, man. Take my cock. Take it all the way." It was a strange mix of ordering me to do it, and pleading with me to do it, like he hadn't fully internalized his position as either the dominant man or my client. "Yaaaa," I said, doing the best I could with his fat cock in my mouth. I kept my vocal cords relaxed, and swallowed slightly. For most guys, that was all I had to do for them to slip into my throat. But, of course, Tim was a lot thicker than most guys and I was thrust into the discomforting experience of forcing myself onto his cock. "Ohhhh yeah," Tim grunted. "Swallow my whole fucking shaft," he continued. He rested his hand on the back of my head. He gently pushed down on my head. It was barely enough to even move my head, but the psychological impact was intense. Tim had paid for me; I was only his plaything now. Even worse, all I could think about were ways to please Tim. I wanted to be his toy. I quickly swallowed another inch of Tim's shaft. "Mmmmmmmmmph," I grunted, getting one last gasp of air before Tim's shaft blocked my throat. At least then, I would be able to swallow the last few inches of his fat manhood. "Mmmmmmph," I grunted again and then pushed myself forward. An inch of his cock slid past my lips, and his dickhead pushed deeper into my throat. "Almost there, faggot," he said. He put his other hand on my head, and applied real pressure. The last two inches of dick disappeared into my mouth. I was humiliated: naked, on my knees, impaled on another man's cock, and yet, thanks to the tina, I was loving every minute of it. I wrapped my hands around his muscular ass, and used it to leverage another precious few millimeters of his dick into my body. "That's what I want," he said. "Hungry for every damn inch of it cocksucker?" he asked. I nodded my head but kept my eyes locked on his. I wanted him to know how much of an honor it was to be sucking on his dick. Some part of my head knew that I was spun out on tina, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was Tim's cock, and it was my sublime duty to ensure its pleasure. "That's right," Tim said. "Keep your eyes on me. And keep my dick in your throat." I swallowed, trying not to gag as the muscles down my throat constricted around his shaft. "Oh hell yeah," he moaned. "Massage my dick." I grunted, and swallowed again. I was simultaneously trying not to pass out from lack of oxygen or gag from the massive dick in my throat, but the swallowing pushed me over the edge. My body contorted as I gagged, trying to get the invading shaft out of my throat. But Tim tightened his grip on my head. "Come on, Faggot. I know you can take it." I closed my eyes. It didn't matter. Due to the position of my head, I couldn't see Tim any longer. With my throat utterly filled, I just imagined learning to breathe through his cock, and slowly inhaling: in and out, in and out. "That's what I meant faggot," Tim finally said. I was still on my knees, worshipping his cock. He was forcing his cock in and out of my throat in the same rhythm that I had been mediating with his cock. It was a deep, pure connection we had developed in those short few minutes, powered by the tina I had done, and the load Tim had stored in his balls. "You're taking all of it. No chick's ever done that before, cocksucker." I could do little but slightly nod in agreement. It was enough to demonstrate on Tim's manhood, and let him feel just how good his cock could feel. "You know what I want?" Tim asked. I nodded my head. I was still sober enough to know exactly what it would be like, but spun enough that I thought I wanted it. "Yeah," he said, smiling as I nodded. "You know it. You want it too, don't you?" He pushed his dick all the way into my throat. "I'm gonna fucking rape that throat of yours." "Nnnnssth," I managed to barely grunt. It was the sound a man made when he broke, and became completely a cocksucker. It was a sound only a tweaked-out faggot could make. It was the sound of a "no" turning into a "yes." I pulled off his cock; this time he let me. When his cock fell out of my mouth, he stepped back, and I stood up. Behind me, against the window, there was the massage table. I walked over, and got on the bench. I was on my back, and it took a few seconds to adjust myself. But I quickly found the deep notch at the head of the table, and let my neck slide into it. "Fuck yeah," Tim said. I opened my eyes, and saw his thighs right in front of me. I looked up slightly, and saw his cock hanging down, thick and heavy. Without even thinking I opened my mouth and craned my neck, eager to resume my worship of dick. "Hungry, aren't you, cocksucker?" he continued, as he pressed his dickhead into my mouth. "Mmmmm," I moaned as Tim jammed his dick further into my mouth. "Oh god," Tim grunted. He was impatient, and within a few seconds, his dickhead was pressed against my tonsils. "Oh fuck. There's nothing," he started. He pressed his hips, and his dickhead pushed right into my throat. "Oh, fuck yeah," he said. The first time, the last few inches had been a struggle. But since I was flat on my back and my throat was stretched out and aligned properly, it was at least physically easy to swallow his entire dick. On the other hand, mentally, it was never easy to get throat-fucked, especially in this position. Cocksucking always involved a bit of submission; getting down on my knees and letting another man put his dick in my mouth always seemed a bit demasculinizing. Being on my back, my head held in place by the very design of the table, and my mouth already filled with a stranger's cock was the ultimate expression of my cocksucking obsessions. But these considerations were not Tim's concerns. He pushed his cock all the way into my throat, and held it. I reached back to grab his hips but before I barely moved them, Tim used both hands to pin my wrists back to my chest. "Just take it, faggot. Don't fight." He wagged his hips side to side which only pressed his cock against new parts of my throat. As much as I was already struggling against his facial assault, these new pressures were too much. My body was jerking and twitching as it fought against the thick shaft invading my airways. "No, faggot," Tim murmured as he pinned me down against the table, his hips ramming his cock into my throat, and both hands holding me down by my chest. "You're gonna let me fuck your throat. I've seen how hungry you get. You know you need it." I nodded as best I could, but my movement was limited by the design of the table and the depths of Tim's penetration. But even that small bit of movement was enough to set off another round of gagging. "Fuck yeah," Tim grunted, as he stroked his dick in and out of my throat, "Fucking massage that dick. Fucking hot cocksucker gagging on my goddamn hard cock." He pulled his cock out, leaving only his cockhead in my mouth. For a brief moment, all I felt was emptiness. His cock had seemed like an integral part of my existence, and now, it was suddenly gone. But I quickly realized that I needed to breath. I inhaled great gulps of air; it was warm from our exertions, and I could smell the sweat dripping off of Tim's body. "Oh yeah," Tim grunted, and slammed his cock back into me. All my muscles stiffened as I tried to fight off the intrusion, but Tim held me in place as he forced the whole length of his penis back into my mouth and throat. "Just take it," he continued. Thanks to the tina, my mind was racing, but I forced myself to focus. Having Tim's cock back in my throat helped; it was a single truth that I could build off of. It also reminded me that Tim was paying me to make him feel good; I was his fucktoy for the morning. "That's what I wanted, cocksucker. Getting to fucking rape your throat." He pulled out a bit, just enough for me to gasp some air, before he slammed it back in. "Fucking." He pulled out and slammed back in again. "Rape." Another slam, this one was harder. "It." One more slam, this one hard enough that he grunted with the exertion. I could feel the subtle synchrony of his heart and his cock; the massive shifts of his shaft were mind-blowing and overwhelming. "This is your fucking god," Tim said. "Worship it" Tim's cock seemed near perfect. It was the brutal triad of thick, long, and hard. There was only one way I could show my love and devotion to his dick and that was to worship it with my mouth and throat. Mostly my throat. In the moment, I found the openness and willingness to donate my throat completely to Tim. The urge to gag disappeared; instead I was hungry for every thrust of Tim's cock, and feared each parry when his dick disappeared from my throat. It had taken time and drugs, but I had entered the cocksucking zone. "Fuck this is good," Tim said, pushing his dick all the way back into my throat. I just nodded. Besides, nodding was all I could do because my head remained impaled on his cock. Each stroke of his dick reminded me of my submission to his manhood, but the strokes also reminded me how badly I had needed another man's cock raping me. My tina dick had disappeared, and it was replaced by an impressive boner. Tim noticed my boner. "Seems like you're enjoying it as well," he said. "And the harder I fuck you, the harder your dick gets." He slammed his dick into me; it felt like he was ripping my throat in two. But despite the agony, my dick was throbbing. I was a cocksucker, doing what cocksuckers were born to do. The connection between Tim and I was perfect; his thick, hard cock in my throat, my warm, wet throat massaging him to certain orgasm. Time ceased to matter; all that mattered was Tim's cock. Tim was an expert face-fucker; he knew exactly when I needed to breath, and when I needed to struggle against blacking out. I hoped my instinct about when to kiss his cock and when to suck it were as good for him. Over the course of the next hour, we combined our efforts and worked together to bring Tim to the edge of orgasm. By that point, I was coated in sweat, and my eyes were red and teary from the efforts. "Fuck, cocksucker. You ready for my load?" Despite it being a rhetorical question, I still did my best to nod my head. I'd do almost anything to get cum, much less a load from a man like Tim. "Hell yeah, faggot. You're gonna get a big one." He slammed his cock back into my throat, rubbing the base of dickhead across the raw, inflamed surface. "Uuuugh," I grunted, wishing he had not been quite so forceful. But it was a brief thought because Tim slammed into me even harder. My nose was pressed up against his balls; they were pulling up tight to his body in preparation for unloading their prized fluids. He was close to cumming and despite my own agony, I couldn't deny him the last pleasure of my throat. I swallowed, forcing myself to ignore the soreness. "Oh fuck," he grunted, another slam into my throat. One hand was on my chest, holding me down. The other hand had slid to my throat, and it was now wrapped around me. "I can feel my dick in your throat." He slowly pulled out, and I felt the pressure from both his cock and his hand on my throat. "Fuck I'm getting close," he grunted, pushing his cock all the way into my throat. "Fuck," he moaned, and held his position. I was already struggling not to gag. But the sudden jet of sperm into my throat was too much. My body twisted, as I tried to escape Tim's dick. "No, faggot," Tim said. He was holding me down with ease, even though I was fighting him with all my tina-addled might. "You're gonna take my load. All of it, faggot" Tim had filled my throat and stomach with his cum. It was good for me to have his seed in me; the warm fluid calmed me down, and helped to suppress some of my baser instincts. Having coasted my throat with his spooge, he pulled out so that his dickhead was all that remained in my mouth. "I want you to taste my seed," he said. His cock obliged, and deposited a thick wad of sperm across my tongue. It was salty and bitter. It was the kind of taste that would be hard to get out of my mouth. "I want you to walk out of here with my cum on your breath," he said; he knew just how bad his cum tasted. Nevertheless, I savored each precious drop. He indulged my debased need by giving me three more spurts of cum. By then, I was getting the dirty dregs of his balls. Just from the thick texture and bitter taste, I could tell that the spooge dripping down my throat was a sickly shade of yellow. I wasn't surprised that his wife didn't want to go down on him; only the crystal was allowing me literally prostitute myself like this. "Fuck, faggot," he grunted. "You're a goddamn champion cocksucker." He gave one more thrust into my throat, and it was just enough to inflame my already-raw lining. "Drained my fucking balls." His cock throbbed, but only a small dribble of cum leaked out. "Damn, that was what I needed." He pulled his cock out of my mouth, pausing just long enough for me to lick his dickhead clean. "You good?" he asked, but with the tone that made it clear it was time for me to leave. Perhaps he was embarrassed in the unpleasant, brutal clarity that may follow an orgasm. I nodded, swallowed, then raised myself up from the table. Despite the brilliant sun of the morning, the room was hazy, and I had to wipe my eyes to see clearly. My cock was still hard, but it was unlikely I was going to get off here. I quickly put on my clothes and took down the massage table. As I packed away the supplies, I noticed the black case. My pipe was in there, and I longed for its thick clouds. But it wasn't yet the time. "Thank-you," I said, as I stepped into the hall. I grabbed the envelope by the door. "It was a pleasure." With the door closed, I took a quick peek at the time. I had been with Tim over an hour and half. Suddenly, I had become paranoid that people could tell I had spent most of that gagging on another man's cock. I looked around quickly. But the hallway was empty; and far from being ashamed of what I had allowed to be done to me, instead, my dick was rock-hard. I adjusted my backpack, and carried the folded massage table down the hallway to the where the elevators were. As I was waiting, my phone vibrated with a text message. The message was from the husband of my next client. "You and me. We're gonna help Seth get his first booty bump."

26. Tony's birthday was coming up. The boys all decided to celebrate at yet an another fuck-fest at DEIMOS. Everything was prepared once again. A guy only 18+ gay party. A pig's heaven! Tony, Aaron, Rick, Danny, Sam and Duke crashed at the bar. They ordered beers, danced a bit, drank more beers, danced again, drank more beers, lauged and drank again. The batroom stalls were full of gloryhole sluts - eager to drink any cum or piss availabe, the rooms were full of guys that wanted a little privacy, the showers were full of guys that needed no privacy. The hornyness spreaded across the dancefloor, hot sweaty bodies touching and grinding against each other. "Let's start the party!" said Tony as he whipped out his cock. "Kev, give me an empty beerglass!" Kev gave it to him. Tony stood up, put his cock inside and let out so much hot piss, that he filled the glass entirely. Sam spun around. "Hey guys, we have a fresh pint of hot piss here! Right from the poz 10-inch monster of our birthday boy!" Almost immediately, four guys came to them, wanting to drink it all. Tony smirked. "You want this? Then you gotta make me cum first!" he said as he took two chugs of his own warm piss. All of them dropped to their knees and started sucking and licking his cock and balls. He looked around, while feeling four hot mouths around his monster. All the eyes were on them. Most of the guys that were watching were already touching their bodies and gripping their crotches. He looked at his friends. Duke was already sitting on Sam, grinding on his cock through his leather pants. Aaron was massaging his cock through the jockstrap he was wearing. Rick and Danny were making out, touching their bodies eagerly. Tony put his head back, kissed the bartender, then Aaron and took an another chug of his own hot piss. He snorted like a pig once again with four sluts worshipping his cock. 27. "You want this?" he asked, holding the glass full of his piss in the air. The four sluts, sucking his cock nodded and whimpered. "Here, have it." he stood up, gave them the glass and watched them eagerly drink it down. He walked to one of the guys watching the scene. He was massaging his smaller 5-inch cock, watching Tony get sucked. Tony grabbed him by the balls, bent him over the next table and started fucking him sensless. He heard encouragements from all the others as he was plowing the moaning guy's hole. He didn't last long. He slapped his ass a few times. Grabbed his throat, pulled him back and pumped his hole full of toxic cum. He popped his cock out with a pig's snort. "Who's next?" An another guy came in and bent over the table. Tony stretched his ass out with his cock, leaving his hot charged up load inside. He slapped his ass, as more guys came to fuck the stretched-out cunt. The real fuck-fest has started. Six guys were bent over the tables, Duke of course one of them, getting their mancunts stretched out by all the cocks. The others in line couldn't wait, so they started doing each other! Tony's cock was hard again. He walked back to the bar. "Kev?" he started. "Yeah? Tony?" the bartender answered. "You like this job?" "Fuck yeah! My cock is hard all the time in here!" "But don't you wanna join the fun sometimes?" "Of course I do!" Tony smiled. "One more question. Are you poz or neg?" "Neg... but not for long hopefully." "Oh... So you're chasing?" "Yeah. You could say so!" "And would you like my poz load deep in your ass torn by my pierced monster cock?" "FUCK YEAH!" Kevin aswered without a shadow of doubt. "Come get it then, stud." 28. Kev climbed over the bar table. He was only wearing leather boots and a jockstrap. Kev bent over on one of the bar stools. Tony slapped his cock on Kevin's asscheek. "You want this meat?" "Yeah! I fucking want that toxic monstercock!" Tony rammed his cock inside at full speed - all the way to the root, tearing Kevin's ass apart. Kevin roared. Tony started fucking him, hoping that he made Kev's cunt bleed from the inside - making it easier for the virus to get into his bloodstream. He pulled his cock halfway out, and when he saw blood on it, he started fucking like an animal until he felt his orgasm building up. "I'm gonna knock your ass up with my poz cum! You really want it?" "FUCK YEAH! KNOCK ME UP!" "HERE IT COMES!" Tony roared, rammed his cock inside one more time and started planting his toxic seed inside Kev's cunt. He slapped his ass and let out his piggish snort. The rest of the night was as usual - full of cum, piss and sweat. Tony fucked many more guys that night, although he demanded that Kevin's cunt was his only for the night. He fucked the bartender three more times until the night was over. He fucked and fucked and fucked until his balls were empty. The other guys got their fair share of fun as well. Duke got fucked at least 30 times until the night was over - bent over one of the tables - leaving his stretched out cunt dripping loads of cum. Sam spent the whole night in the showers - pissing on everyone who came close - he was so horny, that at one point he came up to two guys making out - bodies squished together in the corner of the showers and started pissing gallons of hot piss on them. They ended up not minding - as all three ended up fucking in three - Sam in the middle! Ray spent the night in one of the rooms - teaching a pair of young, unexperienced 20-year olds the art of fisting! Aaron, Rick and Danny ended up in the sauna room - taking and giving their poz cocks and cunts to anyone who came close. This was the best fuck-fest DEIMOS has ever had! Tony's 19th birthday was his best yet! It was next friday. Tony came down to the bar - just to check things out. He looked behind the bar table. Kev wasn't there. Instead there was Manny - the other bartender, who refused to work during the fuck-fests and was usually working on regular weekends. But tonight Kev was supposed to work. "Hey Manny!" "Hey boss! What's the deal?" "Uhm... where's Kev? I thought it was his shift tonight!" "Oh yeah! Ray called me here last-minute! He said Kev called him. Apparently he got really SICK this afternoon." What dou you think???☣ Let me know???

So I’m back from Amsterdam, can’t ever begin to describe how much fun I, my pussy and my bf had ? I was basically whored out constantly, took countless loads in our posh hotel room, NZ sauna, meat market party at Church and other places the strangest place was walking near the red Light District with the bf and a guy winked at me so we went to a near small alley, sucked him off for a minute, bent over and he fucked me while in the mean time my bf got more viewers to join, ended up taking 7 loads and drank a load of piss in the middle of the street. to keep my pussy ready for action I barely ate but it was soooooo worth it having my pussy full of cum and used hard, rough, fisted, double penetrated and filled with piss x

when i was younger and fucked safe it was really hot and scary when a condom "broke" and it was usually with the sames guys that condoms broke over and over util they convince me to just fuck bare cause i had taken their loads. now i only play bare and at that time I dint know what stealthing was. but it was done to me many times and it was hot

Went for something different last night. Hooked up with someone hung, muscular (young bear type), and horny - but who was also a really sweet guy. We started off in missionary before he manhandled me onto my side and finally on my stomach. Loved feeling his thick eight inches bottoming out in me. After he shot a load in me, I stroked one out, and we chatted. Like I said, a sweet guy with a sense of humor. Chatting led to making out, and making out led to me sucking his half-hard dick into a full-fledged hardon. This time we skipped missionary and he went straight to him plowing me doggie/flat on my stomach. We made out as we fucked, with me alternately turning around to suck his tongue, sucking on his fingers, kissing his (big) biceps, and whimpering with my eyes rolling back like a mindless whore. Felt good getting load number two from my stud.

3. Cum was dripping down the inside of my leg. My hole felt wet and slick, stuffed fill still with the plug. I turned around and sat down hard on the plug, pushing it deeper into my hole. I felt used. My cock was soft but still dripping precum. All I could thing about was how good my hole felt getting fucked, I wanted more. I needed more. I looked at my phone. Sir wouldn’t be free for another hour yet. Could I make it for another hour without even jerking off? A hunger had been awoken inside of me and it felt almost impossible to resist. Without realizing it I had started to bounce slowly on my couch, rocking my plug back and forth in my hole. A small moan slipped out of my mouth and I opened Scruff again. I messaged the daddy who just left to say thank you for breeding me, and then as I started to scroll Sir texted me. “How’s that pussy? I bet you just got it filled again, didn’t you boy?” How did he know! “I did Sir,” I texted back, “how did you know?” “A hungry cunt like yours can’t stay empty for long. Who bred you?” “A hung daddy from Scruff… honestly I didn’t ask his name.” “Good pig.” “Thank you, Sir.” “Are you still plugged?” “Yes Sir.” “Excellent. I’m done with work early. You ready to for Sir to work that pussy open more boy?” “Fuck yes, Sir!” “Come over now.” I grabbed the same clothes I had on earlier and pulled them on as quickly as I could. I practically ran out of the door. Quickly as I could, keeping the plug tight in my hole, I basically jogged to Sir’s apartment. I buzzed his door and the door clicked open. When I got to his apartment door it opened before I could knock, and there he stood again, completely naked, his magnificent cock half hard already. He grabbed me by my shirt and dragged me inside. Still holding my shirt, he shoved his tongue in my mouth, his other hand drifting to my ass quickly finding the plug in my hole and pushing on it. I moaned into his mouth as he worked the plug in my hole. He broke the kiss just as suddenly as he had started it and practically ripped my shirt off over my head. I shoved my pants down, and kicked my shoes off without pulling away from his grasp and Sir growled his approval. “I could tell you were going to be a good pig. You’re going to make an excellent cunt.” He spun me around and shoved me against the wall. “Stick that ass out for me boy.” I obeyed, shoving my ass towards him and arching my back, my arms braced against the wall. I had expected him to play with the plug, maybe eat me out again. What he did however was like nothing I had ever felt. He pulled the plug part way out of my hole, lobbed a big glob of spit onto my open hole and then shoved two fingers in next to the plug. Slowly he worked his fingers in and out of my hole, forcing more and more of the plug back into me till finally I had both the fully knotted plug and two of Sir’s thick fingers stretching my hole. I was like putty in his hands, whimpering and moaning as he ruined my hole. “Look at those nice pussy lips starting to form. This is going to be an amazing cunt. I’m going to ruin you boy. You’re going to be nothing but a wet loose hole for men to breed. Is that what you want boy?” “Yes Sir! Ruin me please." “Good boy. You couldn’t help yourself this afternoon, could you? You needed more cock.” “I did Sir.” “I bet your cock hasn’t stopped dripping precum since you left here.” “It hasn’t Sir! I'm so horny.” “Perfect, and I know just the way to keep you like that. Come with me boy.” Holding the plug in place, Sir pulled his fingers from my hole and led me into the kitchen. “Stand right there boy.” Sir went to the freezer and pulled a handful of ice out, along with a small clear plastic object I couldn’t quite make out. With a wicked smile on his face Sir walked back to me and grabbed hold of my cock with his hand full of ice. It was so cold I gasped and tried to pull away but Sir held firm. “Stay still boy, I’m not going to hurt you. I just need to get your boy dick to go down a little.” I tried to steady my breathing and relax. Slowly I felt my dick going soft in his freezing hand. After what seemed like forever he took his hand away and then, tossing the ice into the sink, started to pull my cock and balls through what looked like a clear cock ring. Then he pushed a small clear shaft over my cock, it too was cold and I my cock shrunk a little bit more. Sir pushed the sheath over my cock and then connected it to the cock ring. He produced a small cylinder on a key from somewhere and locked the two together. I now had a small clear cock cage locked over my cock. “Now you can only cum when I want you to.”

2. I sat at home an hour, naked, my cock dripping, the butt plug still deep in my hole. I couldn’t focus. I kept rocking on my couch moving the butt plug around in my hole, feeling it stretch in different directions and pull at my well used ring. It felt good, but not as good as Sir’s cock had felt, and a little voice inside my head started to wonder if I could wait till Sir was done with work. Maybe Sir was right, maybe I did need fucked again right now. Some part of me still couldn’t really believe I was doing it, but I pulled up Scruff and started looking for someone who looked like he had a big cock and would use me like Sir had. I started to scroll, and looked anew at some of the guys who had said they weren’t into “just a blow job.” With my new need to be fucked a whole new set of guys were available to me. I had one in mind really from the start if I am honest. A 45 year old Daddy, a little on the heavier side, with hard furry pecs. He also sent me pictures of his monstrously thick cock. Every time he messaged me he said he wanted to pound my hole and I’d always put him off. But not today. I sent him a quick hello and scrolled through more guys while I waited. It didn’t take long for him to rely. “Hey! How are you today?” “I’m good. Kinda horny,” I lied. I was dying I was so horny. “Same. Although I’ve told you before I’m not into the blow job only scene.” “Well that’s good,” I replied, “'cause I want you to fuck me.” “Oh yeah? What changed your mind?” I thought for a long moment and then decided to answer truthfully, “I just too my first raw cock and honestly I’m horny as fuck for more.” “Fuck! How long ago?” “Like a few hours ago.” “Oh shit! His load still in you?” “Yeah. It's being held in by a butt plug.” “Fuck yes! You want me to add to that cummy hole?” “Yes Sir! Come over and breed me.” I sent him my address. “Be there in 15. Leave the plug in but be naked. I don’t have a lot of time today so I want that hole ready.” “I’m already naked. Come and get it,” was my response. He said nothing else, and my heart was pounding for the eleven minutes it took him to get to my place. I buzzed up the Daddy and then waited by the door for him, my hole clenched tight around the plug wedged in me. When he knocked I flung the door open, forgetting for a second that I was naked. “Good boy,” he said pushing inside. He closed the door behind him and pulled off his shirt. My cock dripped with anticipation as he kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants. He hadn’t bothered to wear underwear and his cock was already half hard. Without having to be told what to do I dropped to my knees and swallowed his thick mushroom head. His cock wasn’t as big as Sir’s but it was thick and I knew it would feel amazing slamming in and out of my wet hole. The Daddy was clearly only interested in having me suck him just long enough to get him completely hard, because as soon as his cock was at full attention he pushed me off and said “Bend over the couch kid.” I jumped up off my knees and rushed over to the couch in my living room. I knelt on the seats and bent over the back, exposing my plugged hole to him. “Fuck you weren’t kidding. That’s fucking hot boy. Be even hotter if that hard little prick of yours was locked up in a cage. Show everyone what a good bottom slut you are.” He started to pull on the plug, first tugging it back against my ring and then pushing it back inside. I groaned, and he laughed. “You love feeling this plug in your cunt boy?” “Yes,” I whimpered. “I bet you’ll love my cock even more then,” and suddenly he pulled the plug from my hole with a wet pop. I gasped, I felt cold air hit my hole and knew that I was gaping open from being stretched for so long. Then warm spit hit my hole followed by the unmistakable head of a cock. I pushed back against his cock, willing it inside of me. I was in no mood to be teased. I wanted that dick and I wanted it right now. The Daddy quickly obliged and grabbing my hips, slammed his cock all the way inside me. With a grunt he began to slam into me. A wet squishing sound seemed to echo around me as he drilled my wet hole. I knew this wasn’t going to be a long fuck. This man intended to rut my hole, this man who’s name I also did not know, was going to breed me. His right hand left my hip and entwined itself in my hair, pulling me up and forcing my back to arch deeper. He slammed harder and harder. Finally, with something like a roar he pushed my face down into the couch and rutted his cock balls deep in my ass, his seed pumping deep into my guts. He held me down until he was finished. He stayed there for a minute till his breath returned to normal. Then he withdrew, roughly shoving the plug back into my hole. I whimpered. “Stay just like that boy. I want to look at that well bred cunt as I leave.” I obeyed and stayed on the couch with my ass in the air until I heard the front door close. It was then that I noticed the puddle of precum on the couch from where my cock had dripped and quickly lapped it up. I was still so fucking horny.

Please ignore any random spelling errors or odd punctuation my iPad key bored is horrible haha. Everyone remembers the first time they stepp out and play with someone else.... I was a married 28 year old living in a new city. My husband had been relocated by his employer and his new job had him traveling three times a month to different parts of the country. Life was great for us. We had been married for six years, his job provided us with plenty of perks, and we were happily monogamous. Seattle was everything we had heard, amazing food, great views, and plenty of eye candy. The only downfall of his new job was he never had time to go out, so our friend pool was super shallow. Each time he went out of town I found myself stuck at home and bored out of my mind. I had yet to find a new job, so my days at home consisted of me watching Netflix, binging on porn, and eating whatever I wanted. We weren’t gym god gays at all. The husband was a typical midwestern guy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a towering height of six foot 3. He weighed a little over 260 lbs, and was the definition of a bear. I on the other hand was a 5 foot 7 furry brown haired cub. Not really fat, but a nice mixture of husky, and the remains of muscles from my teenage years playing football in high school. Our sex life was the standard married sex life. We fucked twice a week and always in the same position. Even though my husband was a big bear, he was the biggest bottom ever. He rarely fucked me and when he did he was never able to cum in my ass like I craved. In the six years of our marriage, he was only able to breed me once and that took me riding him while he did nothing. Super exciting right? We had been in Seattle for a little over a month, and we hadn’t had sex since we moved. Jack was busy working almost everyday, and he didn’t get home until well after 7 pm. Each night I would greet him with a glass of wine and dinner in hopes he would be in the mood. Each night it was the same answer. “I’m so tired, lets have sex tomorrow morning.” Each morning passed and here I was sexless and frustrated. Each passing day allowed my mind to wander more and more. I was starting to notice more guys when ever I went out, and I caught myself going grocery shopping at stores in the gay district. II never planned to do anything outside of the house, but as we all know, our dicks will lead us to doing crazy things. Jack had just left for a two week trip to Boston, and I finally had it. A little flirting on an app wouldn’t be considered cheating right? We had downloaded scruff when we moved in hopes that it would gain us some friends to explore town with. Jack did not know however that I had also downloaded Growlr, and set up a profile with just some body shots. I had used this a few times to dirty chat with guys, trade pictures, and jack off when he wasn’t home. It’s was an absolute rush to chat with someone who didn’t know me and see what they would do to me. I always focused on guys that were from out of town in hopes that they would never see me in real life. I knew jack would kill me if we ran into a guy on the street that I had sexed with. Jack had been gone for five days, and my diick was constantly hard. No matter how many times I jacked off I was still horny as fuck. It was 8 pm on a a Friday night when I jumped in the shower. I knew I was going to have some fun with some of our toys and I wanted to be nice and clean. I had logged on to growler and woofed a few guys before showering. As a scrubbed down my body fur I heard the familiar noise of an incoming message. The noise caused my dick to rise instantly. By the end of my shower I was clean and ready to have night in with me, my poppers, and a 10 inch dildo named Stan. II dried off, grabbed my phone and went to lay down on my bed. Not only had I received a message, the guy had unlocked his pics, and sent me a few more. We exchanged the normal, hey....what’s up....horny? Conversation. He told me his name,that was in town on business, and asked if I ever played with married guys on the DL. When I read this I started to leak precum. I told him that I was also married and that my husband was out of town and that we were also monogamous. The conversation kept going normallly until he asked me if I got off on cheating. This wa something I had never really thought about, but as I laid there stroking my dick I realized that I was really getting into the idea of it. “It’s somthing I hadn’t really ever thought of. We have been monogamous our entire relationship” ”Same. Well he thinks we have been. I started playing around when I traveled a few months ago and the rush of a new dick is insane.” ”Oh really? Don’t you feel guilty?” ”I did at first. But then when I bred the second guy I played with that all went out the door!” When I read the word bred, I felt an orgasm building. But instead of shooting I stopped jacking off and took a deep breath. I thought to myself that maybe I should just delete the app and go to bed. I wasn’t about to go cheat on my man and take a strangers load. II slowly typed a message back with shaking fingers. “Oh wow. Don’t you worry about catching something? “ ”Nah...as a top its rare to get an STD that isn’t treatable with something, and I only fuck neg guys.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Our conversation continued, and we kept sending pics back and forth. Paul was totally my type. He was a ginger bear in his early 40s with a ton of body hair and a thick uncut cock. It was when he started to send pictures of him breeding a guy that I felt the start of an orgasm coming on. I stopped jacking off and we continued to chat. “So Chris, doo you think I could get a face picture?” ”Uh....I don’t really send those since my man doesn’t know I have this app.” ”Oh, cmon, I’m not from here, im a cheater myself and I wouldn’t show anyone. Be a good son and show daddy a face pic.” That was it. He had found my weak spot calling me son. Without realizing what I was doing, I held my phone above me and took a picture that showed my fave and my furry body. The moment I hit send I felt a twinge in my stomach. What was I doing? I took another deep breath and heard a message alert tone. ”Damn son...you are one cute fucking cub. I love the beard and those eyes just suck you in. Dont you wanna be a goood boy and come ride daddy’s cock? I mean, it says were only .2 miles from each other. So my airbnb must be pretty close.” Damn, the guy was super close and was now calling me son. I could feel my dick starting to take over my mind. Would meeting the guy really be that bad? I mean, maybe I could have him over for a glass of wine? ”Oh you’re a bad daddy! Trying to get me to cheat.” ”Son, I think you’ve already made the decision. You sent me a face in after all.” He was right. The fact I had sent him a face pic and called him daddy had told him that I wanted his dick inside of me. My ass twitch at the thought of taking his thick uncut cock raw. ”Son, wouldn’t it be hot to be bred in the bed you share with your man? Wouldn’t it be sexy to take your daddy’s load while you bite his pillow? Trust me, a night of me fucking you and you’ll never forget me...ever.” ”That does sound hot...I haven’t ever thought that cheating on my husband would ever be something I would do....” ”See son, your already becoming ok with the idea of taking my dick bareback and letting me give you what you’ve always wanted a needed.” ”Would you be ok with coming here and having some wine and just seeing what happens? I mean, if we just jack off next to each other that’s just as fun right?” “Sure son, I love a good wine, and I love looking at a cub jacking off. When can I come over? I froze before I wrote the next message. Was I really about to invite a guy over and possibly have sex with him? I slowly typed my next messsage and took a minute before I hit send. “you can com over now. I just showered and have a few bottles of red already out. Here’s my address.” ”Looks likewise only a five minute walk son. I’m on my way.” When he sent this my dick hardened to the point of it hurting. I had just invited over a guy that wanted to pump a load into me. I quickly ran downstairs and opened a bottle of wine and chugged down half of it. I knew I needed liquid courage too do what I was about to do. Before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. As I went to answer it I realized that I was naked, great I thought to myself. What a way to answer the door. Paul stood at the door wearing gym shorts and a sweatshirt. I could see he didn’t have a shirt on under it and I guessed he was camando as well. “Wow son, what a way to greet your daddy!” I went to cover my junk and I blushed. ”YEah...I was jacking off in bed when you messaged me. I can throw on some underwear if you like.” ”Up to you. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a jock if you have one. “ He smacked my ass as he entered the door. “Wow. What a nice place you have!” I heard him call as I ran upstairs for a jock. ”Yeah, we just moved here a few months ago” I called back down as I grabbed a jock and slid it on. “The husband works for a big company and they offered to give us a package that included money to move into a place. “ By the time I finished saying this I was back downstairs. ”Oh woof son, that jock looks great on you! You might be one of the harriest cubs Ive ever seen!” I could see him looking me up and down. I could also also see his dick rising in his gym shorts. “Why thanks Paul...erm, daddy” This sentence sealed the deal. I knew that by the end of the night I was going to have a naked man in my house that wasn’t my husband. “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured myself some. I could feel the wine I chugged earlier taking over my mind and lowering my inhabiitions. ”Yes please! I had a long day of travel and a glass or four sounds great!” He said this while walking into the kichen. He ended up behind me and slowly moved his arms around me. I could feel his dick rubbing my ass I knew that by the end of the night we would be doing more then just jacking off. He slowly rubbed he hands on my furry stomach and down to my bulging pouch. “Wow son, someone is excited to see daddy!” I could feel his hands all over me. With each pass I grew hornier and hornier. I threw back my glass of wine, and slowly ground my ass into his dick. “It also looks like you want daddy’s dick up that furry ass.” He said this in a growling low voice right behind my ear. I could feel every breath of his on my neck. He grabbed two bottles of wine from the counter and asked me to lead him to our bedroom. My mind was racing as we walked upstairs. I was leading a man to our bedroom, and I knew I was about to do something irreversible. The moment we got into the rooom he tossed back the remaining wine from one bottle and sat them both down on the nightstand. He them looked at me directly in the eyes and I just melted. He slowly walked to me, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The moment his tongue entered my mouth he had me. Jack was not a fan of kissing and I loved it. I felt Paul wrap his thick arms around me as we fell onto the bed. “Is this the bed you share with your husband son?” He asked me as he laid on top of me. His weight felt perfect on me and I could feel wet spots on both of us. “ Is this the bed daddy’s gonna breed you in? Your husband isn’t here to tell you to stop. But don’t worry, daddy is a better top that he is and ill fuck you better then he ever has.” We continued to kiss and grind against each other. “Yes daddy, this is our bed.” I said in a muffled tone. His mouth continued to kiss me. I felt one of his hands move down to his shorts and in one motion he ripped them off. His cock came out and popped down on my stomach. II could feel the head of his dick ooozing precum. He scooped it up and slowly moved it towards my ass. “Might as well get you lubed up a little son. Natures lube is the best for daddy to breed his son with. “ I felt his fingers part my cheaks and rub his precum on my hairy hole. “Mmmmm. Son I can feel your hole twitch” as he said this he leaked more and more precum until my stomach was soaked. For ten minutes he worked more and more of it into my ass until he was able to successfully get three fingers up me. By this time my hole was open and sloppy with his juice. I groaned and said, “Daddy that feels so good. You’re precum inside of me makes me feel so slutty.” ”You are a slut son. You’re letting daddy work his pre into you on the bed you share with your man. You’re a cheater just like your dad. “ As he said this her worked one more finger up me and he began to massage my prostrate. With each rub I moaned and moaned. He could tell that I was a bottom in need of a real man. I felt him move and he passed me the bottle of poppers from the nightstand. “ Here son take a few hits. Daddy wants to see you piggy out when I start to rub my dick.” I took the poppers, opened them up and inhaled the fumes. between the wine and the poppers I was in heaven. Daddy looked at me and chuckled, “now there’s the little piggy cub I knew you were. Your eyes look soo fucked up. Ready for my cock son?” The poppers had hit me. “Yeah daddy, give me that raw dick. Fuck a load into me. Fuck me better then my husband could ever do!” I screamed these. Words out as Paul rubbed his cock on my hole. I could feel my ring release as he slowly slid in. He was so thick that I had to take one more hit. Thankfully he had worked my hole with his precum before his assault. Inch by inch he entered me. I was feeling feelings that I hadn’t felt in years. It felt like minutes had passed when he was balls deep in me. Here I was, a married man, with a bear inside me raw....and he wasn’t my husband Daddy slowly rocked back and forth. With each rock he looked at me, “Take a few more hits son. Let your inner dick pig come out. Show daddy how much you want his gift. Show daddy that you want him to change you forever!” I took three more hits and let them roll over me. As they hit I moaned out, “Daddy fuck me. Breed me. Give me your seed!” My mind was gone. I was no longer the good husband. I was a bottom pig begging for my dads cum. “That’s it boy. Keep taking those hit. Beg me for my gift, beg me for my cum” I could see sweat dripping down his face and onto me. He looked me in the eyes as he lowered himself. As he continued to breed me, he kissed my neck and then slowly moved up to my ear. Withe a gentle bit he asked me a question, “does my son know his daddy is a gifter?” I froze. I had read things about gifters and what that meant. “Take another hit son, let daddy give you the gift that you known you’ve wanted. Once you get my gift you’ll be able to have sex with anyone.” He kissed me again and grabbed the poppers. Instead of having me huff them he soaked his gym shorts with them and held them to my face. I could smell the poppers and his sweat, I could smell the man who was fucking me, and I could smell my ultimate demise. With each smell my ass lossened more, and daddy fucked me harder and harder. I could’ve stopped him, but I wanted his load. “That’s it son. Let daddy breed you and change you forever. I can feel your ass wanting it. “ We were both sweating and I was in a popper high. Minutes of fucking went by when I saw him close his eyes and tense up. I could also feel his dick harden and I knew what was about to happen. “Son! You’re getting it. Your getting it! What a good boy! Take my poz cum!” As I felt him cum in me I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as deep as he could he go. The deed was done and with a few more thrusts I shot my load all over us. our room smelled like sweat and cum and I didn’t care. Daddy pulled out of me and fell to the bed next to me. Laying on my husbands pillow I looked down at his dick and saw a mixture of cum, spots of blood, and ass juice. He saw me looking and said, “Looks like your gonna be just like daddy after all. I always knew you’d take after my side of the family,” With that he rolled over, grabbed me and we drifted off to sleep. 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I was back in El Paso on business for a few days, I and remembered having a really fun time at a very seedy off the road adult booth and sex shop. The place was always full of mostly Latino dick of every age, size and type. The first time I was there, I was in heaven sucking every type cock being fed to me; cut, uncut, large, small, beefy, you name the cock and I sucked it! This time I decided to totally fem out and give the guys a look at a little cock-teasing whore. Cute wig, earrings, painted nails, purple top, short-short skirt and white laced stockings with matching heels. I arrived late in the evening and to my surprise the parking lot was moderately full. After parking, I took in the looks I received entering the doorway. I joyed the stares and sounds I heard as my heels slowly clacked on the tiled floor while making my way through the toy aisle to the video booths. As I worked my way back, there were more that I few guys that “accidentally” brushed against my plump ass with more than their hands. There about 12 rooms in total. Most were small rooms one-person booths, but a couple rooms were a bit large with ratty cum stained chairs. All the rooms had a pungent, musty odor that rushed out whenever a door was opened. The room I slinked into smelled like unwashed crotch and had several splotches of still sticky cum on the floor. It was quite dark, but before I closed the door, I looked back to see a few guys making their way the back booths. One I got in and close to door, before I even popped in coins to start the videos, the first cock flopped in my gloryhole. I took little time getting comfortable, then started blowing that first cock to completion. It was only a few moments before that spent and slimy dick was replace by a hard dark tool, after a hearing him moan “Oh Shit!” he unload in my mouth in less than a minute. The next cock was uncut and already leaking precum. I sat so I was on over the back of the disgusting chair. I pulled down my panties, so I could suck off the guy that stuffed his cock and balls through the gloryhole while the guy in the opposite booth was able to put his arm through the passage and fondle my ass and butthole. I lost time as I sucked well over a dozen cocks. A couple pulled out before they came, another two wore condoms (I hate that taste), but the rest came down my throat, zipped up and left. The turn on, was sucking a strange, faceless cock and hearing him behind the wall, each guy had a different sound as they blew their nut. Some were aggressive, vocal and vile, others had an almost silent release before they zipped up. 40 minutes later as I thought I was sucking and stroking the last strange cock of the night, my heart jumped as the door to my booth was yanked open! And there stood a tall, muscular guy who appeared to be half Black, half Latino walked right in my booth rubbing his bulge in front of his pants. He had to be at least 6' 3" or taller and was a no-nonsense brute of a bull. Looking at his forearms, there was no way one of his big hairy arms could fit through the opening of the gloryhole, no damn way! Anyhow, we made eye contact as he looked at me, cum drooling down my chin, on the char with my panties halfway down my thick thighs. With one move, he picked me up by the waist and stood me upright. In my heels I was still tiny in front of him. This guy was in no mood for gloryhole only service. Unzipping his pants, he finally pulled out his beefy member then sat down on the filthy chair. “Suck it bitch.” Looking over my shoulder, with only the light of the flickering video screens, I immediately saw the booth door was blocked by shadowy figures and thought this had gone further than I ever expected. I no longer owned the situation, and my control had been taken away. The odd feelings of panic and fear made me unconsciously pull my panties back up like a woman trying to regain her dignity. The faint light showed his grim face. Over the moans of the videos that were playing, his deep voice repeated “SUCK IT NOW BITCH!” Getting down on my knees, between his legs, I began taking him in my mouth. I sucked and tongued his salty swollen head; then slid my tongue up and down his piss. "Good faggot" he said, as he pressed my head further down onto his cock. The thickness made it difficult to take him too far down my throat, but I did the best I could before gagging and coming up for air. While I was sucking on him, he kicked off his shoes and removed his pants. Then he lifted his legs, exposing his huge, low hanging nappy balls "Suck my balls, queer." I did as I was told. His balls were also salty and smelled of sweat. The smell was intoxicating. I licked both his balls, then took each of them into my mouth. "Lick my ass" he grunted, as he lifted his knees to his chest. I licked under his balls and down to his dark, puckered asshole. "Nice job, fag, clean my asshole” Then I felt him stiffen up as he let loose the loudest and most disgusting blast of gas in my face. I squirmed to get away, but he held my head tight. “Keep licking that asshole queer" as he let another one rip. As I was eating his hole, it seemed like the number of shadowy figures doubled. Men watching, some stroking as I serviced this brute. Hands pulled up my skirt, rubbed my ass and creeped under my panties, it was like several fingers were trying to invade my gurl pussy, all at once. I even felt shots of jizz leak on my butt cheeks. Taking his cue from the shadows, he bent over, sliding his hand around my skirt, under my panties finding my asshole. He rubbed my button, obviously wanting to fuck me. At this time, I was petrified of the bad thing he had in mind for my pussy. He kept fingering and massaging my hole. While sitting down he reached in the pocket of his Levi’s. Without saying a word, he stood up, turned me around and planted me over the back of the fowl smelling chair. "No", I said as I struggled to get away, but two figures came out the shadows to firmly hold me in place. My chunky feminine body squirmed but it was absolutely no use. My heart was beating like a jackhammer; I was totally helpless. In the dark, having my big butt forced over the chair with a knee in my back and my shoulders pinned down. "No” "It’s not supposed to be like this!” I begged. When my skirt went up, I pleaded again, but the only other sounds were the videos playing and cocks flapping. My spine chilled when my cotton panties were ripped off me with a one quick yank "Please don't", I begged again. "Shut up, faggot. You know you want this cock, so shut…it fuck…. up". I felt cold lube being drizzled down the crack of my exposed ass. When I tried to turn around a hand grabbed me by the back of the neck restraining me further. Next, I felt him squirt the cool lube up my hole and I instantly puckered. I could hear him squeeze more onto his meaty weapon, then the assault began. With a piercing shock, I felt his unprotected cock head forcing its way in my sissy cunt. "NO…. STOP!", I begged. He paid no attention as he continued popping open my pussy. It was overwhelming, intense and degrading; and I was I was powerless to get away from him or the others. Once he had gotten most of his cock inside me, he began to pump. Over and over I begged him to pull out but then I felt him grab me around the waist and really began to pump. Slamming his cock deep into me, then pulling nearly out of me, before slamming back into me again. The shadowy figures in the dark hallways got more and more excited the more I screamed and begged to be let go. "Ple…please put a condom on", I pleaded. "Shut the fuck up, Fag," he growled as he continued to pound my no longer tiny hole. Knowing I had loss any shreds of control, I moaned "Please, please don’t cum in me" I whimpered under my tears. He paid no attention to me as he continued his assault on my hole. My asshole was burning and lost the strength to keep fighting back. I told myself to take it, it all would be over soon. He rocked me so hard as he pumped me, I knew my ass would take days to recover and I promised myself NEVER to go in another adult store again! Without any warning he slammed even deeper into me and held it there. “NO, NO, NO he’s cumming in me!!!” ran through my head. I could feel his cock throbbing as he let out a loud groan. "AHHHGGG...!!! FUCKKK...!!!" he grunted as he filled my ass with his load, I thought he would never stop cumming. He pulled his cock from me and it made a farting sound and I felt him drizzle a trail of his cum and my guts out my sissy cunt. My limp body just laid over the chair as his disgusting jizz continued to pour out of my gaping asshole. As he pulled on his pants and slipped on his shoes, my head continues to grasp what had happened and I still didn’t move off the chair. I was too sore, scared and exhausted to move. When the two other brutes released their grip, I wiped my tears. Before he left, I felt a hard smack on my sticky fat ass, then I heard him finally exited the booth. Just as I was attempting to get off the chair, a heavy-set Mexican guy walked in the booth. He said something in Spanish then two more guys walked in and held me down again, but this time they locked the door. After laughing a few more words in Spanish, I only understood “black bitch” and “pussy” by this time I was too tired to put up a fight. Without any hesitation or lube, the Mexican slammed into me in one swift move. He talked in Spanish the entire time he fucked me, then with a few grunts, I felt another deposit emptied in my asshole. "Gracias," he joked as he pulled out, quickly pulled up his pants and exited my booth. This continued over and over until every man either jacked off or came in me, then they let me go. I drove back into town and did the walk of shame back to my hotel room using my key to sneak in through the back entrance. I didn't even have the energy to shower, I removed my heels, skirt, top and stained lace stockings and laid across the bed. To my surprise, my little dick was rock hard and I even jacked off thinking about my ordeal.

A few months ago I was at a bathhouse Aarows in Sydney Australia. I was wearing my jockstrap and had lubed my ass. After cruising for a while a saw this hot Arab guy checking me out. I walked into a room and looked back invitingly. He took the hint and walked in. He was fully clothed so I got on my knees and started taking his pants off. He pulled me up and started kissing me which surprised me as guys like him just want their cock sucked. When i felt his tongue trying to probe my mouth, I really got into it, and we had a few minutes of intense make-out. He started talking off his clothes and his hands were every where. After about 15 minutes of just kissing, sucking and a lot of body contact and body kissing, he rubbed his cock on my hole but did not enter. I realized that this was all he wanted, and I wasn't getting fucked. I was happy to oblige his kink as he liked having has ass rimmed and body and pits licked, and he moaned in ecstasy every time I did that which motivated me to keep going. We had a good 2-hour session, and then I sucked him off. He blew a huge cum load. He said he always came loads. Even though I didn't get his cock or cum in my ass, I had a really good time, and he is hot as fuck Arab. We exchanged numbers and messaged each other after. We met up the following week again. He book a hotel room as he said the beds were more comfy. We had the same type of secession as before, kissing, sucking, licking and rimming but no fucking, and I was dying to have him inside me. So after 2 more meet ups I decided on making him wait and get him horned up to get his cock in my ass. He kept asking to meet up every week, and I kept making excuses to cancel. After 6 weeks I finally gave up and said I was free to meet up on Sunday. As usual he booked a hotel room and messaged me the number. Before leaving home a cleaned up, douched and lubed up well. It was a hot day and I was a bit sweaty when I got to the room. We kissed, and I took a quick shower, I also got a chance to lube again. I got into bed. I was naked, and he was fully clothed. It was the same. We were kissing, and he slowly started taking his clothes off. Once naked he was pulling me close and grinding and pulling my legs over. His hands slowly slid over my ass crack and over my hole. At first he pulled is hand back when he felt the lube, I felt his body move back a little, but I kept on kissing him like nothing happened. He took a minute to compose himself while we kept kissing. He was back on my hole. He slowly started working a finger into my hole, and I moaned as it felt good. He took that as an encouragement and started fingering me - first one then two and then three. The more I moaned the harder he finger fucked me. and I was loving every second of it. Suddenly he stopped and got up. He pushed me on to my side and then pushed one leg right up to my chest and shoved his cock in raw without a word. I moaned loudly as i was in heaven. I looked back, and he was fucking me bareback hard and fast with a look of hunger in his eyes, I loved every moment of his rough fucking and his moans. After five minutes he suddenly stops and pulls out. I look back and realize he is on the edge and doesn't want to cum yet. He took a minute to calm down, and then he shoved his cock back in and started fucking me again even harder and faster then before. After about ten more minutes of fucking he moans, "I am gonna cum. I am gonna cum." The third time he screams, "I am cumming. I am cumming." I look back and see his cock deep inside me his body jerking as he shoots his cum deep in my pussy. I feel his cock pulse 7 times in my ass, and he coats my insides with his cum. I was on cloud number nine. He falls on top of me, and we kiss as we catch our breath. His cock softens, and it slowly slips out. He rolls over beside me. I slowly start jerking off, and he kisses me again. I cum quickly, and he gets up to take a shower. I quickly put on my clothes. We kiss again and say we should do this again. If you like this story, let me know and i will tell you how i hooked up with 2 bears that same night and got their cum as well

i base my underwear choice on the fact that i usually have at least a few fresh loadsdripping from my fuckhole. so if i'm somewhere that i need to be a less obvious cumdump i wear bikini briefs(something easy for men to pull down or off or even to the side if i'm wearing a skirt) if its warm weather i wear a jockstrap cause my girl shorts are too small to keep my dick in without something but they keep my fuckhole super available for use plus it lets cum drip and make an obvious cumspot.if i have enough cum in me it will drip down my legs as i walk,rollerblade or bike around hunting for raw cocks.i usually wear a jockstrap while taking loads at the bathhouse of fuckbenches and in the public sling

Spit and precum. Most bottoms get wet too.

Yes, and I normally can't help myself when I taste it on my ? and I just want more. Makes me want to be the proud cum guzzling slut I love being.

On festive occasions, like when I visit bars, get up with tricks or when I'm fully in the mood and 'cleaned up' for play, I prefer going commando... for easy access and to make sure my boner shows off in all its anatomical SPECIFICS, with the ripple of the exposed knob always rubbing against the fabric... making the FLARING HEAD even more pronounced as I get a semi-hard-on know I'm being watched or flirted with... it's like a bait for bottoms. I for one need the eager appreciation and horny responses to my EXHIBITIONISM... For example: Just yesterday (via BBRT) I hooked up with this sexy, scruffy redneck who revealed to me that he always noticed and appreciated my schlong flopping around in my denims when he saw me out. He asked me if I knew that it drove him and probably lots of twinks wild... well, I did and I didn't. But I guess, mission accomplished. Likewise I had noticed the dude myself over the years specifically for having his crotch revealing all the goodies... that and his 'straight look' with the ballcap and scruffy face. Less is best, something I think I got hooked on in high-school when I was still chasing girls who showed off their nipples going without a bra... Bad boys, especially the big-dicked ones in return would escalate the 'arms-race' and were the ones who would show off all their junk in denims or beach-shorts! And underwear just muzzles that erotic display... well we, the trick last night and I, apparently wasted much time since the twink days just staring and flirting, but had never hooked up... it came as a surprise yesterday as I walk in on the anon BBRT trick I realized it's HIM, one of the secret crushes from the past and he told me he ALWAYS wanted to hook up with... well he and his man had their way with me... well I better stop as I'm not sure I'm 'saying the right thing' in the right subject and end up with more warning points... the bottom-line is that GOING COMMANDO or BOLDLY SHOWING OFF apparently has created a secret fan-club of guys who equally share the fetish (but don't dare to 'display') Over time I have developed a TOTAL FETISH for 'rugged cocks' (cut, pierced, inked, shaved crotch, leathery dicks, the trademark of the frequent fucker) I suspect you can only achieve that look when you habitually let your junk flop around in rough-shot denims, ripped and worn to hell or even commando in fairly stiff but really fashionable ones... seeing a guys Prince Albert through sheer fabric sends me through the roof! Second choice JOCK-STRAPS but really they hide too much but a a 'cute' fetish refreshing high-school coming out moments...

I have never seen the tooth brush thing (in the real world) The closest to that was this dude fingering me with what seemed like a purpose-driven effort to cut or scrape me raw with his rough hands and unkempt nails before fucking me... he looked like he was expecting me to wince as his nail was poking and possibly intended to slice, but he didn't draw blood though... if you want to know more read on... Now visualize this: "SICILY 1922!" No that wasn't it... Wait Dorothy... oh yeah: Picture this - Memphis 2016. I had just the year before crossed over into the willful promiscuous bareback scene. (i love the phrase) Until 2015 I was a notorious monogamist with a reputation for 'HE ONLY DATES PRETTY BOYS', whatever. Lots of 'roughians' who looked like they 'got around', fucked everything that moved and partied too much were totally sidelined by me. Only looked, never touched! Besides, once in a relationship, I was OFF THE MARKET. So, coming up poz and finding out my smart, innocent, young BF has a much wilder side to him than I ever thought (secretive sex app profiles and raunchy flirts indicating RAW SEX) yeah that was a GAME-CHANGER. Hate that word but it fits. Not that I hated him for accidentally 'pozzing' me, and later trying to get cock on the side when our sex-life fell asleep... I could have suspected he would need more. After all he was a natural PERFORMER, at one time a stripper at HERE in West Hollywood and he and his pals all barebacked each other... but I only found that out later. Anyway, If you can't beat the sluts, join them! Our new revised policy from that day became: we will stick together... BUT... 'ALL SEX IS SPORT, no jealousy, no fear, no hypocrisy, BAREBACK ONLY, strictly for the dick and ass, meaning 'dirty, stray DAWGS, hustlers and meth-heads are just fine'. As in BAD BOYS, guys who both of us might have shunned before... no loads refused! Breed whoever you want. Expect an occasional VD but don't judge! (ps: watch them and get them out of the house when you are done) So I met this dude who looked like he was rode hard and put up wet (as they say in the South) works as a day laborer in construction and his rough hands alone feel like sand-paper. I work in construction too but I wear gloves. He however looked like he NEVER wears protection of any kind, probably took a few hits to the head too, a thug type! Dumb as a box of rocks, can't spell (on Facebook as I learned since then) but he is an aggressive top who from what I gather has even fucked some of the goody-two-shoes pretty boys with a cum-dumpster reputation. Even my doctor's pretty boy-toy BF! Hush my mouth! Meanwhile at the time the roughian lived with these other non-pretties, small town 'fast-food workers' in a trailer-park, rented place with guys he later called 'losers' who weren't paying their rent. But they all had bareback orgies there and were doing tina. When this guy talks he sounds like a redneck and reeks of cigarettes and skipped showers. Much younger than me but looks older, that kind of guy... He never said he is poz but I suspected as much especially since he was the first to say 'RAW IS LAW' and 'cuming inside you'... and he made no bones about all the guys he is fucking and has fucked... well, it turned me on... and his rough-shod sorta way. As he was fingering with his rough digits and nails I got the ominous feeling that he wanted to MAKE SURE that after this bonding I would be poz too and become a permanent member of their secretive underground. I suspected I was having an encounter with a crude stalker. Oddly his sinister demeanor turned me on, but joke was on him. But it's all DON'T ASK, DON'T TELL in those circles... I'm sorta hoping he runs his mouth in the poz circles about DOING ME. Oddly I didn't even feel dirty after he left, his nut in my ass and my jizz all over his chest. I never took a shower until the next day and went to bed absorbing his sleazy 'buck-shot' and muskiness in and on me...

My first load of the year. I was so busy I couldn’t really meet up. My military black bull top buddy was itching to breed me and help me get my first load of the year but It was already 1/4/19. We chatted about what we should do next this year to take it up a few notches, gangbang party, cumdump and hotel breedings. I mentioned that I like to top now and then, so it would be hot if we had a bottom we can rape together. I would love to see his 9 inch black dick smash a hole and video it. he says he has a buddy he breeds now and then that lives near him. He’s Asian, 19yo, 5’1” and 110lbs. Now I’m just about 5’6 and 155lbs Japanese and under 6”, my black buddy is 5’8” 180lb and 26yo, 9”. This was going to be fun. He sends me a pic of a small fuckhole that looks like everyone on the island has fuck except me ? I meet him at his place. The fuck boi is already there. We strip and he shows me the most delicious round ass I have seen. Now I’m a bottom but now and then I love to fuck and this was one of the 18% of the time I wanted. I even took a boner pill to ensure I get my raw dick’s worth of fucking this nice young Asian piece of ass. The boy starts to suck the black dick and lifts his hole up. That pucker is like a little star ⭐️ well used and puffy. I dive my mouth on it and eat, suck, pull out and wet his cunt. I feel like I’m truly eating pussy and pulling on a clit and exposing the soft pink flesh in his boicunt. I’m making sure it’s nice and drench with saliva cause.. I ain’t using lube. Well fuck Asian bussy like this doesn’t need lube to be bred. I slid my now rock hard Asian cock in, spitting and sliding my raw dick in and out of his boi pussy. My black buddy is face fucking and chocking the little faggot. My inner “Asian Dom” beast cums out and I’m banging his now loose and well used cunt. The fucker doesn’t even blink at my rough fuck, his cunt is so well used and wrecked already, even I’m impress. My buddy hands me lube, it’s his turn to fuck this Asian hole. I told him “no need, he’s loose just do him with my precum and spit.” This drives him insane and he shoves his black cock in ripping the boys cunt. I’m in awe as this young 5’1” boy barely lets a whimper out and takes it like a real pornstar. He’s then ridding my buddy and I watch him fuck himself effortlessly on 9 inches of raw black dick... aww wish I was young like again. I have an idea and my dick is like stone from my boner pill. I go in for a double fuck. I enter and force my way in and this is the only time the fucken little faggot actually squills like a pig... my buddy fucken loves it and feels my raw dick on his. I’m jabbing my cock in and out, it’s a first for my buddy and he cums buckets with both our cocks sliding in and out of what now feels like heavenly “boy butter” around our dicks. I pull out and watch as the bottom cleans my black friend. His boi ass is expose and I go in and start using his freshly fuck cunt. My buddy is hard as rock again, comes behind me and says,”it’s your turn!” He slides his raw stick in me! I’m fucking in the middle! A loose boy cunt under me and a huge black cock behind me. Gotta check this off my “fuck list.” The boi under me leaves cause he wanna watch an old queen take black dick, he also helps my bull video tape my assault. When my buddy pull out, the boy is amaze on how “wet” my friend’s black dick is from fucking my ass. My buddy loves my well prepared wet hole. Always amazes on how prepared my hole feels. The greedy little fucker then guides my black friend, now dripping with my ass juices to his hole again. Little shit steels my fuck. I don’t care cause I’m in verse mood. I shove my dick in the little faggots mouth. My black buddy is chocking the boy while eating my ass... everyone is happy and our juices are mixing all over and inbetween us. My bull is ready to bust a load, I’m on my stomach and eating boi butter. I’m Felching the cum , lube, spit and my ass juices from this boi’s ass into my mouth and spit it in my hand. It’s a mix of the three guys juices, a delicious cocktail in my hand that I guide behind me to lube my black buddy’s 9inches as it saws into my use ass. This drives him wild and he dumps the biggest load I ever got from him. I never feel so wet before in my life. The three of us is spent! I jack off and the boi eats my cum like a starving maniac. My bull is exhausted since usually he cums once but was used by two Asian whores. He commented later like he was being rape by two bottoms and used like a piece of meat! Maybe another thing I can cross off my list. Reverse rape a hung black top with another Asian cum hungry bottom.... any black tops want to be used by two Asian cunts?

...disgraceful! It's not enough that we're polluting their living space and literally killing them with our plastic?! We have to fuck them too?!

24. "Uhm.... Danny?" asked Aaron one afternoon. "Yeah? What is it?" "Uhmm... it was my brother's birthday yesterday, and... my parent's are out of town for the next few days, they are leaving tommorow, so I was thinking if he could stay here through the weekend, cuz I wanna take him out on Friday." "And how old is he?" "18 as of yesterday. Why?" "Uhmm... just curious. Yeah, sure, he can stay." "Thanks!" Friday afternoon came. Aaron and Tony decided to take Chase to DEIMOS. It was what they called "a regular weekend", since there was no big event - fuck-fest that weekend. They took a taxi and picked Chase up at his parent's house. When they arrived at DEIMOS, Chase was really impressed. "Wow, this is amazing! All this just for the money from our grandparents?" "Well, pretty much half of it was already here, plus Tony spent a lot of his savings as well,but yeah!" Aaron laughed. They walked in "So... this is a what?" "Uhmm... this is the tattoo and piercing parlor." answered Tony as they walked through the room. Only one guy was getting a tattoo - it was 9 o'clock on a Friday and most clients got their tatts in the afternoon, since it could take a few hours. Ray just finished his design - a nautical star on his forearm. "Chase, this is Ray - our partner and tattoo artist. Ray, this is Chase, my little bro." said Aaron as Chase and Ray shook hands. "Uhmm... cool tatts." said Chase a little nervously. "Thanks man!" Ray laughed. They decided to skip the rooms with leather gear, porn and toys - in order to not make Chase more nervous. Then they walked downstairs, to the club. There were around 30 guys in there, sitting by the tables, some dancing and some drinking at the bar. They sat by the bar and Kevin immediately came over to ask them what they wanted. "Well... I think we'll have three beers and you can keep 'em coming. Thanks Kev!" said Aaron. "You got it!" said Kevin and left to get their beers. "Wait, one of the beers is for me?" asked Chase surprised. "Yeah. Why? Your parents aren't here. Plus you're sleeping at ours tonight remember?" The beers kept coming and they all were catching up, laughing and just having fun. They danced for a bit and drank a lot of beer. Chase left for the bathroom at one point and came back saying, all confused: "There was some guy in one of the stalls and when I walked past he shouted something about sucking my cock and I just panicked and ran out of there." "Oh... that's fine. Next time just say you're not interested and he should leave you be after that." Tony laughed. At around half past one, they decided to go home. They called a taxi and drove back to uncle Rick's house. Chase was going to sleep in Aaron's room for the night and Aaron was gonna sleep with Tony (they did most nights anyway in either of their rooms). They talked for a bit longer and then they went off to the shower one by one - Aaron first, Tony second, Chase third. Chase was in the shower, the hot water pouring on his slender body, his 7.5 inch dick hard from thoughts. He was just showering in the same shower the two hot young hunks just finished their showering. Chase couldn't believe how hot his brother got in just those four short months since he left home. He looked a lot buffer, more confident and happier! Plus he only wore a tanktop on their night out and the tattoo on his arm looked so hot as well! And Tony... the hot, handsome, muscular, tatted hunk made his dick even stiffer. Oh how he wished he could be with them, instead of studying most evenings because of his parents. Hopefully the things are gonna get better. He'll ve leaving for an another city to go to college next September. He couldn't wait! Once he's there, he's gonna do whatever he wants to. Fuck his parents, they already got two kids that turned out just the way they wanted - with their college degrees, fancy jobs and perfect little families before 30! He realised he had been in the shower for too long. He stepped out and realised he forgot to ask for a towell. Maybe he could find some in his room. He opened the door and quietly walked to his room, when... 25. "Chase?" He spun around. It was Tony, only wearing a jockstrap. Chase went really red when he realised that his cock was still at full attention. "I... I... I'm sorry... I forgot to ask for a towell and..." "No problem! Come with me, I'll give you one!" laughed Tony and led him to his room. They came in to the room. Aaron was laying on the bed, naked as well. As soon as he saw Chase, he quickly tried to cover his cock, but as soon as he saw his brother's hard cock, he uncovered his soft meat and said with a smirk: "Tony, what's Chase doing here. At full attention?" "Oh he just forgot his towell. But now that he's here, I'm actually really curious about what got his so... aroused in the shower." "Yeah... me to! What was is lil bro? What got you so hard?" "Uhmmm.... uhmmm." Chase whimpered, while his eyes were glued on his brother as he realised, he had his nipples pierced with black bars. "No shame, we won't laugh! Just say the truth." "Uhmmm... Uhmmm...Uhmmmm." Chase whimpered again, his eyes now glued on Tony. He saw his tattoos and his nipples pierced with silver rings. "Just say it! Don't be shy about it!" "It... it was.... you." Chase finally said, clearly very nervous. "Oh... is that so?" asked Tony seductively and stepped closer to Chase. Chase nodded. "Well then why just fantasize about us when we're right here... ready to play?" he smirked and started stroking Chase's hard cock. Aaron stood up from the bed, his cock stiffening, moved closer, and pulled his lil bro in for a kiss, while Tony was stroking his cock. When the kiss was broken off, Tony slapped Chase's ass, dropped his jock and slapped his hard, thick, pierced and veiny 10 inch cock on his hand. "You want that?" Aaron asked as he dropped to his knees and pushed Chase down with him. Aaron started licking Tony's cockhead and then putting it inside his mouth. He started sucking. Inch by inch he got deeper and deeper, until he swallowed the whole cock, as his jaws were opened like the jaws of a snake - swallowing Tony's whole monstercock was something he had been practising for the last few months. He popped the monster out of his mouth and slapped it on his tongue, looking at his little brother. He said: "Try it!" Chase repeated after him. He stopped halfway through on the cokecan-thick cock and started gagging. He couldn't go further, so he took it out and slapped it on his tongue a few times "Suck it!" Tony ordered. Chase started sucking his monster with such passion, Tony was moaning within a second. Chase felt something at his hole. He realised it was his big brother's tongue. Chase whimpered with his mouth full of cock as he felt Aaron's tongue enter his boicunt. Aaron took it out after a while. He stood up in front of Chase, while Tony's cock was still in his hot mouth. "You know what this is?" He pointed at Tony's tatted pec. "You don't?" he asked and then turned around, showing Chase a similar big tattoo on his upper back. "This is a biohazard symbol. It means, that we are both poz - we have HIV. Now. Do you still want this lil bro?" he asked seductively, massaging his own hard, veiny 8.5 - inch cock and added: "Because we only fuck raw and if we cum, we cum inside!" Chase couldn't think clearly. He couldn't stop. He took Tony's monster cock out of his mouth, slapped it on his face and said: " Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me hard big bro!" Aaron pulled Chase up, then threw him on the bed and told him to push his ass up. He did. Aaron pushed his thick 8.5 inches right into his tight hole. Chase let out a sound of pain and pleasure. Aaron started fucking. Really fast. Chase was moaning and whimpering like the biggest slut. "Yeah. Fuck me! Fill me with your load!' "Yeah? You want it? Who'd say my little bro would turn out to be such a little slut?" "Oh fuck yeah! Fuck me!" Aaron was fucking him senseless, slamming his face into the mattress. "I'm gonna fill your ass with my poz cum! You want it?" "Oh fuck yeah! Fill me up!" "HERE IT CUMS!" Aaron yelled as he pumped his brother full of poz cum. He pulled his cock out and slapped Chase's ass. "Lubed it up for you babe!" he grinned at Tony as he pushed his monster in. Chase whimpered once again. "All warm and wet inside. You like my cock?" "Yeah!" "Then take it with all the toxic cum inside!" he said loudly as he slammed it in all the way and started fucking furiously. He drilled Chase's virgin hole. Moaning, snorting and whimpering. After a while, he snorted extra loudly, slammed it all the way in again and started cumming. "Yeah, fucking take all of my toxic cum!" Chase moaned loudly. He pulled his cock out, spun Chase around, grabbed him by the balls - pulling and squeezing them a little, as Aaron licked the whole 7.5 inches of Chase's cock. Chase started shooting. He shot at least 8 shots of neg cum all over his stomach, chest and face. The next day, Tony and Aaron took Chase to DEIMOS again and gave him a bunch of stuff for his birthday. Three dildos in different shapes and sizes, a vibrator, a fleshlight, 6 sounding poles in different sizes (which he picked), three bottles of poppers, some good tips for websites with really piggy porn, a hot leather jacket, a permanent member card for their gym - to go work out with them for a few times a week, and a promise to give him any tattoo or piercing he wanted, right before he's gonna leave town for college. Chase jerked off five times that day, huffing on poppers, playing with his balls and nipples, watching some really piggy porn, using his new toys, then cleaning them of the remains of his brother's and Tony's poz cum with his tongue. The first jerk-out session of the day, he just checked out the porn sites and didn't last long looking at all that extreme porn! The second session, he tried his new dildos and vibrator - it felt so fucking amazing, fucking himsfelf - stretching out his no longer virgin boicunt. The third session, he checked out some of the other websites, while huffing on poppers, wearing only his new leather jacket and using his new fleshlight. The fourth jerk-out session, he tried his sounding poles - stretching out his piss slit with all the different sizes. The last session of the day, he really went far. After thirty minutes of watching the piggiest porn he could find on the websites, a vibrator up his cunt, playing with his nipples, he thought of Tony and Aaron's pierced nipples. He found a needle, cleaned it, took a hit of poppers and pierced his left nipple with it. As he felt his virgin nipple pierced, he blew his neg load all over himself. He was never to be the same, innocent boy. What do you think????☣

I seriously don't mind. It can even be a turn on. Literally fucking the shit out of someone is hot. I clean when I know a top prefers it or if I am going to be fucked a lot, like at the bathhouse. Otherwise you get to roll the dice. Plus, a little shit never hurt anyone.

This is the hottest chapter yet! At least I think it is!???☣ 22. The day came. Tony went to gym after school and right after, he got dressed and went to the shop. Almost everything was prepared when he got there. The lightning, the drinks... everything. Even the new bartender! His name was Ken and he was a hot 30 year old hunk. Aaron and Ray hat already gotten Ken dressed in leather chaps with a zip-down crotch a leather vest and a leather hat. Ray himself was dressed in a full leather get-up. Aaron wore leather pants and boots with a fishnet shirt. Tony got dressed in his own leather get-up - leather chaps, boots, harness and jacket. At ten o'clock - the party started. The two guys who worked part-time in the workshop were standing at the entraces and were taking the entrance-fee. In about an hour, the room filled with so many guys. The drinks poured, the shirts went off, the dancefloor filled and so did the other rooms. Aaron was dancing, drinking and having fun on the dancefloor. Tony just greeted uncle Rick, Danny, Sam and Duke as they made it to the party and then walked into the bathroom. What he saw got his cock hard as rock. There was at least one guy in each stall. Most of them got naked and awaited by the gloryholes in the stalls to get the next available cock in their mouth. The others were waiting in a line to fuck two guys, who were bent by the wall, getting every cock they could inside their now sloppy cunts - most of them raw. Some of the guys waiting in the line were so horny, that they couldn't wait and started to suck and jerk each other off. Everytime someone new came in to the bathroom, they screamed at him to join. Tony used one of the gloryhole whores and blew his hot poz load all over his face. Then he moved onto the shower room. He got undressed and walked inside. What he saw got him ready to shoot again! A group of at least ten guys were in the room, and instead of using the actual showers, they were getting a golden shower, pissing on each other, drinking each other's piss, or even fucking each other's asses full of piss and cum. This was no doubt the hottest and sleaziest gay party ever! He then entered the sauna. Four guys were inside. One was already riding the other's dick as the other one sat down and the other two were jerking each other off. Right after Tony sat down and closed the door, both of the guys that weren't busy fucking came towards him, seeing his monster cock. When they saw his tattoo, they stood in their place. One of them turned around and left. The other one shook his shoulders, dropped to his knees and started sucking him off. Then he realised who the guy riding the other one's cock on the other side of the sauna was. "Josh?!" 23. "Tony? Hi man!" said Josh, stopping his riding, but still grinding on the other guy's cock inside his ass. "What are you doing here?" "Uhm... I own this place actually!" "Really? Well done then. This is the best party I've ever been to!" "Thanks!" Tony lauged and added, while whimpering, feeling the hot mouth wrapped around his cock: "I see you've gotten out of your shell!" "Fuck yeah! Right after you fucked my hole full of your poz cum, I started craving more! God! I feel like I fucked half of the gay guys in town." Josh laughed. "Then I met this stud." he continued and squeezed the hard pec of the guy he was riding. The thought that he had turned Josh to barebacking was really hot. He stood up, pushed the guy who was sucking him down and started skullfucking him. "He... must... be one... lucky... fucker!" Tony whimpered as he raped the guy's throat mercilessly, even popping his cock out ouf his throat and slapping it on his face a few times, before sticking it back in and continuing his skullfuck. "Fuck yeah I am!" moaned Josh's boyfriend in response to Tony and slapped his ass. At that moment Tony noticed it. Josh's left asscheek now sported a big biohazard tattoo. At that moment, he blew his poz load into the deepthroated slut's throat. He groaned loudly and snorted as a pig once again. With that, Josh's boyfriend came inside Josh with a loud moan as well. On his way out of the sauna, Tony said bye to Josh by slapping his biahazard tat on his ass and sticking two fingers inside his ass, taking out a bit of his bf's hot poz cum and licked his fingers. He winked at Josh and left. When he made it back into the main room, the party was at full swing there as well. Some people were still dancing, although most of them only in shoes and underwear. The others were busy fucking, jerking and sucking each other. Some guys were by the bar fighting over who's gonna get a very special drink - a glass full of the bartender's warm piss, when he needs to release it again. He saw Sam, sitting on one of the stools, his big, pierced, toxic cock worshipped by three hungry sluts. He saw Duke, bent over one of the tables, getting his mancunt filled with all cum available. He found Ray, who was sitting by one of the tables, drinking a beer, while his heavily pierced cock was being sucked off by one hungy slut under the table. At the entrance, he saw his uncle and his boyfriend making out, while filling the asses of two boys - the part-time workers at their shop with poz cum, while they too were kissing, with read faces, moaning. He felt Aaron's hand on his bare ass and he realised he was only wearing his leather boots. He laughed, gave Aaron a hot wet kiss and they went in to join the fuck-fest hand in hand. The party went on until 6 in the morning and til the night over, everyone who stayed past midnight gave in to the lust and joined the fun. Not one cock stayed soft or dry and not one pair of balls stayed full. Tony was in heaven!

21. Someone banged on the door. It was Saturday morning. Tony opened the door and saw Aaron's brother Chase. "Hi! Is... Aaron home?" "Yeah sure" answered Tony and called for Aaron. When the two brothers saw each other, they laughed and hugged. "What are you doing here?" "I came to give this to you." said Chase and gave Tony a rather big stash of money and added: "that's the money grandpa and grandma saved for you over the years before they died. Mum told me, that they wished all of their money went to us after they die. I convinced Mum and Dad to take it out of the bank, so that I could give it to you. You need it more than me anyway!" "That's a lot of money Chase! Thank you!" Aaron hugged his brother. "Uhmm.... one more thing! I was wondering if... if we could see each other sometimes? I mean it's not like you're gonna come home for Christmas or something" said Chase on his way out and laughed nervously. Aaron hugged him again and said: "Of course! Call me anytime you want! Anytime!" "Hello! Is this Mr. Bensen?" "Yeah... I am, who are you and why are you calling?" "I'm Aaron Zhan. I work with Ray in the tattoo salon next to your building. Ray told me you wanted to sell it?" Could we meet up sometime?" Aaron and Tony both met up with Mr. Bensen the next day. Aaron got to know about him from Ray when he was getting his biohazard tat, which now proudly rested across his upper back.. He was a short man in his fifties. "Ya know, I wanted to make a bar out of this place, but both of my partners for the thing backed out and the whole plan just crashed." He showed them around. It was a single floor building, right next to RAY'S. The above ground space consisted out of 5 rooms - two smaller ones, two big ones, and the final one was a bathroom with multiple urinals and toilets. The real deal was underground! The underground consisted out of one big ass room with an amazing, huge dancefloor. Some things were already in place - for example a big black bar with stools and shelves and everything! Behind the bar was a storage room. There were four doors leading from the big room - one back to the stairs up, one on the further end with a long corridor with six doors on each side - similar to the one in the bar Tony liked to go to, one to the bathroom, again with multiple stalls and urinals, and the final one led to two more medium sized rooms. "Is the original price still up?" asked Aaron towards Mr. Bensen. "It is." "We'll take it then." "Great! You won't be disapointed!" "We know we won't." Tony and Aaron grinned at each other. The preparations started on Tuesday. They bought lights, a red retro jukebox, a lot of alcohol (thank god the licence came with the building). They closed a deal with Ray and his shop and became partners. They brought one of their common walls down so that the two buildings were connected, made a website. Then they bought two more tattoo chairs, an a lot of gear for tattoos and piercings and the first of the two big rooms, now connected to Ray's tattoo room was made into an even bigger and better tattoo room! The second big room was divided in two by a wall. The first one with the entrance to the building was the "reception room" and the waiting room. The second one was filled with other stuff - poppers, dildos, porn, some clothing and all kinds of other stuff. The two smaller rooms were made into simple "offices". One for Aaron and Tony, one for future employees. The corridor with six doors was painted red and black, illuminated with dim lightning and each room got either a bed or a sex sling. The second corridor with two rooms got other kind of special treatment. The first bigger room was made into showers - like the ones at Tony's gym and they even built in a sauna in the back of the big room. The other room stayed for now empty. All of this was payed by the money Aaron's grandparents saved for him, plus most of Tony's savings. It wasn't cheap at all! Uncle Rick also donated some money to the cause. They got a few calls from multiple porn companies which saw their website and were interested in renting out some of their rooms for a few hours during the week for shooting their scenes, and Aaron and Tony figured out, they paid rather generously! Then they hired two young guys to help out in the as a part-time job (they switched every other day and only for a few hours in the afternoon) The shop, tattoo parlor, bar and sex club all in one was now no longer called RAY'S. The new neon sign above the entrance now read: DEIMOS in red neon lights and beneath it: the best and hottest gay club in town! Then it was only time to plan the first event! They naturally came up with a steamy fuck-fest!

Part 11 - Life Unfolding They arrived just after 6pm with the sun still blazing away in the sky they decided to eat outside by the pool, Adam asked if they could swim and Angelo laughed exclaiming that was what the pool was for. Ethan said he would help Angelo and join them shortly, he followed the guys out to the pool deck and watched them for several minutes until Angelo called him. "Here you do the tomatoes" Angelo handed the knife to Ethan. Ethan took the knife "Okay" Slowly he chopped away in his own world. Angelo watched him for a moment "Okay, out with it what is on your mind Ethan?" "Nothing" Ethan replied stopping "well, did it bother you about Tony kissing me today?". Angelo laughed "Not at all, I did kiss him in retaliation". Ethan smiled "Yeah, it did turn me on watching you but also jealous". Angelo put his knife down "Do you need to get it out your system?". Ethan looked "What do you mean?". "Do you want to have sex with them?" Angelo replied eating a slice of cucumber. Ethan looked on stunned "If you asked me that several weeks ago I would have said maybe". Angelo smiled at him "So what has changed?". Ethan looked on down at the tomatoes "I thought you wanted to own me?". Angelo turned to look at him "Owning you may not be enough". Ethan came round the kitchen island and kissed Angelo passionately, Angelo slapped him on the ass, finish your work he said laughing and grabbing four plates and taking them outside. Ethan stood and watched him contemplating Angelo's words until he returned. "Are you still slicing tomatoes" Angelo laughed looking at him. Ethan nodded and looked up "What did you mean before?". "Exactly what I said" Angelo said picking up cutlery. Ethan smiled "Finished, well it is a bit of a mess, I've not done this before". Angelo smiled at him "Virgin with tomatoes as well" he shooed Ethan outside. Tony was drying himself off "Wondered where you had got to Ethan". "Sorry, not very quick in the kitchen" Ethan laughed sitting down. Angelo placed a bottle of wine on the table "Adam come on time to eat". Ethan looked at the bottle "Do I get to have a glass?" as he went to pick the bottle up to look at it. Angelo slapped his hand "No, your to young" laughing at Ethan's sad look "Just a small one". "Do you have a soft drink Angelo, I am driving?" Tony asked as Angelo poured a glass for Adam. "Why don't you stay over, there is plenty of bedrooms and you can head off first thing" Angelo replied. Tony smiled and looked at Adam "Okay great, hit me up". They spent the a few hours relaxing on the deck after dinner, Ethan was only allowed half a glass of wine and was trying to wangle some more but Angelo would not relent. Ethan protested and said he would strip naked if he didn't get some more, Angelo sat back in his chair warning him not to do it but Ethan took his shorts off and Angelo shook his head. Next his t-shirt and socks but Angelo still sat their shaking his head, Tony and Adam were besides themselves with laughter at how naughty Ethan was becoming around them all. Ethan whipped off his underwear causing Adam and Tony to wolf whistle at him, Angelo stood up and walked towards Ethan with a grin on his face. He stroked Ethan's face then picked him up and threw him in the pool. Ethan surfaced laughing and by the time he looked back at Angelo he was holding his glass saluting Ethan. Adam stripped off and jumped in to the pool and began swimming around taunting Ethan and calling him an old drunk until Ethan finally caught up with Adam and pinned him against the side of the pool. Angelo sat on the edge of the pool with Tony watching Adam and Ethan until way after the sun had set and a chill wafted through the night air. Over the next few weeks Friday evening was date night for Angelo and Ethan, whilst during the week Adam would pop over and they would sunbathe and walk in to Harrison. Ethan had been neglecting his own friends and made arrangements to meet up with them in Harrison for a burger and catch up, he met up with Javier and Ben at Mel's Diner. Ben waved as Ethan entered the diner and sat down opposite them, it had been several weeks since college finished, Ben and Javier had both been away on holiday with their families. Ben ordered a smoothie and looked at Adam "So you didn't go the Hamptons with your family?" "No, I decided to stay home and get my course work finished and out of the way" Ethan replied. "How is Adam" Javier asked and looked directly at Ethan. Ethan stuttered "How do you mean?". Javier's gaze was fixed on Ethan "You know, you see a lot of him from what I have heard". "Oh... and exactly what have you heard?" Ethan's patience was being tested. Ben looked at Ethan and Javier "You know Javier's brother is friends with him". Ethan just wanted the ground to swallow him up "So, I get on with him really well". Javier scoffed "You were seen kissing him on the grass outside college Ethan". Ethan pushed the salt pot on the table "Is that it, is that all you got to say". "Ethan just tell us" Ben leaned in. Ethan noticed Javier's uncomfortable shifting in his seat "I am if that's what you want to know". Javier stood up "Fucking queer" and stormed out of the diner. Ben looked at Ethan's shocked face "Why didn't you just tell us?". Ethan returned his gaze to Ben "That's why, I knew Javier would respond that way". "I would be more worried about your parents reaction Ethan" Ben said lowering his voice. Ethan looked concerned "What do you mean Ben, your not going to tell them are you?". Ben shook his head "No but my mother will, she saw you in Larchmont kissing some Latin guy". "Oh fuck" Ethan put his head in his hands he knew this was just the tip of what was to come. Ben stood up "I thought you should know, see you around" he turned and walked out. Ethan felt his gut wrenching and turning over, everything was crashing down around him as his two best friends had just walked out on him. The waiter placed the smoothie on the table having seen the commotion going on 'You still got to pay' he said putting the check on the table. Ethan put a $5 bill on the table, he had no idea what to do and was completely lost and close to breaking down. A few tables away one of Adam's college friends watched everything unfolding and kind of guessed what was going on. He knew Adam and Ethan had become very good friends and sent a text to Adam who was a few blocks away. Adam saw the text and sent one to Angelo 'I think Ethan might need you' and told him where Ethan was. Adam casually walked in to the diner and sat down opposite Ethan. "What's happened Ethan?" Adam asked reaching out to Ethan's hand. Ethan's red eyes looked at Adam "Everything is falling apart, my friends have deserted me" sniffing as he spoke. "You have better friends than them Ethan" Adam said reassuringly. Ethan looked down "My mother will find out next week, Angelo and I were spotted on our date". Adam shook his head "Oh I see, wait you had a date?". Ethan nodded "Yeah, I thought it would be safe in Larchmont but it wasn't far enough away from here". "You had a date, a real date with Angelo?" Adam still pressed the point. Ethan looked up "Oh fuck" he laughed "I shouldn't have told you". "Nice going Ethan, but seriously try not to worry you can deal with this" Adam spotted Angelo's car arriving. Ethan wiped his eyes "I will have to face up to it sometime, never thought it would be this quick". Adam stood up "Come on let's get out of here" he nodded over to his friend. Ethan opened the door and saw Angelo standing there "Angelo" his heart lifted. "Need a shoulder" Angelo said looking at him. Ethan nodded and sobbed on the street falling in to Angelo's arms. Across the street Ben was calming Javier down and watched the scene unfolding in front of them, Ben's initial reaction was to go over and confront Ethan again but he immediately knew that the Latin guy standing there must be the one who his mother saw at the restaurant, she did say he was quite a stunning young man but even Ben was struck by his looks and body under his t-shirt. Adam and Ethan got in the car and Angelo drove off them off back to his place, fortunately he had been working from home. Ethan regained some of his composure by the time they pulled up to Angelo's house, Adam sent a message to Tony explaining what was going on and that he was with Ethan at Angelo's. Ethan sat in the lounge and Adam went to fetch him a drink. Angelo walked in behind Adam "Thank you for being there for him". Adam smiled "It was pure luck I was near and one of my friends saw what was going on". Angelo handed Adam a bottle of water "Still thank you for having his back". "You turning up proved everything you know" Adam took the bottle of water. Angelo shook his head "No idea what you mean". "Yes you do Angelo" Adam turned and went back to Ethan. Angelo stood in the kitchen smiling to himself for a moment and walked back to the lounge, he told Adam to look after him as he had work to do. Adam spent the rest of the afternoon talking and swimming with Ethan until 6pm when Tony arrived to collect Adam, Ethan was in a much better place and realised he had a true friend in Adam who had shown his colours and stood by him. Angelo and Ethan were due to have another date that evening as it was Friday and his parents would be returning from the Hamptons on Saturday. Angelo closed the door as Adam and Tony left and he walked outside to where Ethan sat in the garden. "Do you want to go out this evening?" Angelo asked sitting next to Ethan. Ethan held Angelo's hand "No I don't think going out would help at the moment". Angelo stroked Ethan's head "I understand, do you want to eat?". Ethan looked at Angelo hand holding his "Not yet, but there is one thing you could do". Angelo nodded "Anything for you Ethan." "Take me upstairs and make love to me" Ethan looked Angelo in the eye. Angelo smiled "Now that I can and want to do" he stood and picked Ethan up carrying him upstairs. That Saturday morning brought dark clouds and wind as they stood outside Ethan's family home, he was feeling a little down as he knew his freedom with Angelo was about to be restricted by the family returning. Angelo told Ethan to call him if needed anything then leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "What now Angelo?" Ethan asked looking at him still waiting for Angelo to show how he really felt. Angelo thought for a moment "We are still going to date on Friday evenings Ethan". Ethan tried to smile "I guess I will have to get use to this now". Ethan watched Angelo drive off and then turned to the house a strange feeling of emptiness grew in him. He knew that having Adam back at the house may also be a risk but at least he could meet up with him in Harrison. Well until Wednesday as that is when Adam and Tony would finally be moving to Larchmont so public transport would be needed, he wondered if he could press his father to buy him a car after all he was qualified to drive but suspected he was not allowed a car until he had finished all his education. For the most part the families return was pretty uneventful and life carried on where it had ended a few weeks back. Sunday they sat to have a family dinner and Ethan casually asked to hear all about their time in the Hamptons, his mother remarked that Ethan's tan was better than what they got at the beach for a month. Jack spoke about how nice it was once he had the piece of business out of the way. So what business did you have to do then?" Ethan ventured to ask. Jack casually replied "Oh one of my clients signed a new software company". Ethan nodded "Did you have to go in and complete all the legal bits and pieces?". "Yes, but it was weird to start as the software company owner was quite open and spoke his mind" Jack replied. Ethan looked at him "Weird in what way?" he tried to sound interested. "I thought he was going to pull the deal when he met me as I didn't know he was gay" Jack mused his words. Ellie laughed "You know your father Ethan, he can't deal with all of this gay thing". Ethan put his fork down "But I don't understand why that should make any difference in business." Jack looked at him "Very true Ethan, the owner of the company has very open ethics". "Then surely you need to adapt to continue in business" Ethan sounded like a true professional. Jack laughed "I am impressed Ethan, you will do well in business law". Ellie chipped in "Oh yes you will do well in many aspects of your life". "In fact I did adapt Ethan, I invited him out for a drink as a way of apologising" Jack told Ethan. Ethan smiled "Good for you father, it may even open up new opportunities going forward". As Ethan laid there in bed alone, he realised how twisted and out of control his life was going to be when the cat does finally slip out of the bag. Ethan had introduced Adam to the family explaining they were in the same law classes at college much to Jack's delight, he was proud that his son was making friends with students studying law which he knew would help create a new network of contacts. It had been a silent week on the Angelo front until Friday morning when Ethan got the text '7pm in Harrison by the station' he laughed thinking how Angelo knew not to pick him up at the house, he typed a reply 'Can't wait to see you'. Ellie had been busy all week and had not met up Ben's mother Margarite so peace reigned through the house for the moment. His father had come home late on Wednesday, in fact Ethan had already gone to bed so didn't know what time he did eventually come home from his working dinner. Little did he know that his father had spent the evening socialising with Angelo to the extent where Jack had put aside Angelo's private life and agreed to meet up again for lunch on Friday when Angelo would be in the city overseeing the installation of the software at the company. Ethan left the house at 5pm Friday with the explanation he was having a sleepover and left it at that so not to completely lie to his mother. Angelo picked him up on the dot and drove back to Larchmont, no sooner than they entered the house they were all over each other, within minutes Ethan was laying naked on the sofa making love with Angelo. Angelo rolled on to his back laughing "So much for the date". Ethan kissed Angelo's chest "I missed you so much". "Are you hungry?" Angelo asked stroking Ethan's head. Ethan propped his head up "For you or food?". Angelo laughed and pulled Ethan in for a kiss then looked at him "Food". They sat in the kitchen naked eating sandwiches that Angelo made, Ethan spent most of the time just watching Angelo and how much he had come to love him. He stopped himself, love him, is that why I missed him so much he thought. He had no doubt in his mind that he had really fallen for Angelo and them being apart this week really proved it to him, Ethan just smiled at this revelation in his own head. "I would really love to be in that smart head of yours" Angelo had stopped cleaning to look at Ethan. Ethan snapped back "What, sorry miles away?". "There is that smile again you know how weak that makes me" Angelo moved round and kissed Ethan. Ethan held on to Angelo "Some things just become clearer when you think logically and put them in order". "Whoa there, don't go all brainy on me" Angelo laughed. "What is that suppose to mean, anyway your just as smart" Ethan laughed looking at Angelo. Angelo passed Ethan a bottle of water "Ethan, I had dinner with your father on Wednesday". Ethan looked on stunned "Why?". "Business dinner, actually we got on really well and met for lunch today as well" Angelo replied. Ethan swigged his water "Did he actually like you or was he touting for business". "Both I think, he did speak about his son who was following in his footsteps" Angelo put his bottle down. Ethan chuckled "You know this will come crashing down eventually". "We will deal with that when it happens" Angelo replied looking at him. Ethan looked seriously at Angelo "We?". Angelo moved to his side "I finally admitted to myself this week how much I have come to love you". Ethan smiled "Does that make you my boyfriend then?". Angelo was gauging his reaction "Do you want me to be?". Ethan smiled "If you will let me. I miss you so much when we are not together". "You do?" Angelo looked somewhat surprised. Ethan kissed him "Completely Angelo, my body tingles when you touch and make love to me". "It has been a long time since someone made me this happy" Angelo picked Ethan up. Ethan moved his head back to look at Angelo "You belong to me now Angelo, no one else but me". Angelo smiled and kissed Ethan lovingly then took him upstairs.

I was really horny today and really craving raw cock and cum, so this afternoon i drove to Aarows bathhouse, when i got there i parked 8n the carpark and looked around, by the number of cars, it wasnt very busy, so i stayed in my car and hit up grindr and growlr. After a few minutes a got a msg on grindr, the profile had a picture of a glory hole and that the guy was 43 and vers. The message said"do you want to get fucked raw and bred" the second message was a dick pick. I messaged back saying yes and asked for address, he replied back with address and said to make sure i was douched clean, i told him i was and will be there in half an hour. He told me to msg him when i was 10 minutes away. On the was i stopped at a public toilet and douched again to make sure i was clean, i also lubed my hole and fingered it to open up, i took off my underwear and put on my jock strap. I msg him and said i was close, he said he will send me instructions soon, by the time i got to the address he sent me another msg. " Okay fucker I’m ready drive into the property park in front of the black jeep get out strip fucking naked and come into the garage and get on your hands and knees and get your mouth around my cock " My hole was wet and twitching, i did exactly as he said, i sucked his cock and lucked is balls while he stood against a wall, after 10 minutes of this he told me to go to the middle of the garage and get my ass up and face down, he had put some soft covering on the floor, not for me but for him, he gave me amyl and pushed his raw cock in me, it felt so fucking good, he fucked me hard and balls deep, he was moaning and asking me if i liked his german cock, i was on cloud 9, he slowed down as he didn't want to cum yet. He had me duck his cock again and eat his ass. I loved every minute of it. After a while he told me to stand against the window and he fucked me there. He then said he wanted to fuck me outside, he had me bend over my car and he fuck me there, he really was turned on as after a few minutes he said he was gonna cum and i could feel his cock pumping his cum in my ass. After he pulled out he said it was a 7 day load. I got dressed outside and he said i was to go back soon for another session. I left there with a load but still craving for more, I went back to the bathhouse and despite the carpark being emptier still i went inside, as i was changing in the licker room an Asian guy was changing as well but he was leaving, i asked him if it was any good, he said it was slack but there was 2 latino's cruzing, i hurried up to the top floor in search for them, in the big tv room on the second floor was this hot guy with tatts jerking off, there was another guy next to him watching, slowly the second guy reached over and started jerking him off, the hot guy started moaning and curling his toes, i thought he was gonna cum with the handjob but he stopped the guy and started getting up, i was standing at the door and tge second guy walked out, the hot guy got up and was getting his towel when he saw me, i was in my jock strap and a towel which was half way down my ass, he came up behind me and started pushing his cock in, as i was lubed and already had a load in me he went in easily, i pulled him back in to the room and bent over the fuck table behind the couch, without saying a word he started fucking me and i was so turned on, he fucked me for 10 minutes while a few people watched, and then without saying a word (other then his moaning while he fucked me raw) he started breeding my ass, i pushed back as much as i could and pulled him deep into me, after a minute he pulled out, j quickly turned around and sucked his cock clean. After that i was at the bathhouse for another 30 minutes but there was hardly anyone there so i left, i got home and pushed out the 2 loads in my hand and ate them, i have setup another hookup on wednesday and the top said he will fist me as well I will let you know how it goes.

4. The rest of the afternoon wasn't that interesting for Dan, although his dick was constantly getting hard from thinking about the gym showers and Tony. That boy was horse-hung, good looking, nice AND wild! Damn was he a knockout. Rick had some sort of meeting in the evening, although it was Saturday, so at around 7, he left and said he wasn't gonna be home until 10. Tony and Dan were sitting in the living room and talking a little. Talking about how it works in the city, what places should Tony check out and so on. Naturally, before long they found themselves talking about what happened earlier in the gym showers. "Uhm.... Dan, where... and why did you get those tattoos and piercings?" "Please Tony, call me Danny like everyone does." laughed Danny. "Well I know a guy, who runs a tattoo and piercing parlor, who I can hook you up with by the way, if you want. And well, I just thought most of them looked really hot, but some have a special meaning. "How about that biohazard symbol?" "Oh, well that one means...that I... have HIV," said Danny carefully. Tony looked confused. "Tony, I'm poz. "Oh, I..." "I'm sorry I didn't tell you before." "It's... okay," said Tony. "Wait! You don't mind? You aren't freaked out?" asked Danny surprised. "Actually It...it actually made the shower scene so much hotter" confessed Tony. "Really? Well that's nothing to be ashamed of. Many guys think it's hot to be poz, they even try to get HIV! Before we got it, me and your uncle were chasing as well." said Danny. "Uhmm...oh." said Tony confused, not sure how to process this information. "Anyway, I'm off to the shower. If you wanna talk about it some more, I'll be happy to help Tony." said Danny with a wink and left for the bathroom. 5. Danny was in the shower, his dick hard from all the thoughts of Tony and his big cock, that were overflowing him. Suddenly, he heard the bathroom door open and soon the shower door did as well. He turned around to find Tony was standing in front of the shower. Naked. His full nine inches hard and dripping precum. "Come on in!" said Danny with a grin. Tony stepped into the shower and started kissing Danny all over. 'Damn, this is getting interesting', thought Danny as they made out, kissing other necks and Tony started to go down down on Danny, licking and kissing every inch of his body, stopping at the nipple rings and twisting them, which made Danny go crazy. He got to Danny's cock, started sucking it furiously and even licked his balls a few times! He was good. Real good for an 18 year old. After a few minutes, he popped out the cock from his mouth and slapped it on his tongue again. "You want some piss baby?" asked Danny. "What? I've never done that before." "We can try if you want." "Uhm...ok I guess." "Well open up then!" Tony opened his mouth wide. "Here it comes!" said Danny as he released the pressure and started pissing in Tony's mouth. Tony was barely fast enough to swallow. He was gulping down the piss and then decided to let it pour all over his body. Danny finished pissing and asked: "You like it?" "Fuck yeah!" said Tony. "Let's switch." Danny got on his knees and Tony stood up and leaned against the wall. Danny sucked him off. And then after a few minutes, Tony asked: "Can I piss on you?" "Hell yeah you can!" said Danny. With that Tony let out a thick stream of piss from his huge dick. Danny drank a bit and let the rest of it rain all over him. "Fuck me Danny!" said Tony all of a sudden. "Really? Are you sure? I only fuck bare and I am poz, remember?" "I don't fucking care!" moaned Tony. "Fuck, you're turning into one wild pig!" exclaimed Danny. Tony bent over against the wall, just like Danny in the gym earlier. Danny got on his knees and started eating out Tony's tight ass, sticking his tongue in and out, while Tony's cock was throbbing and he was moaning. Then he did the same with his fingers. One at first, then two and then three. Then he stood up and was so horny he didn't think anymore really. He rammed his 7.5 inches into Tony's tight ass. Tony roared "FUCK!" With that Danny started fucking him like a rabbit, his hard cock furiously plowing the teen boy's ass, thinking to himself 'I'm gonna fill this boy's ass with my poz load soon'. As Danny was getting close, and he wanted to delay his orgasm, he and Tony changed positions: Danny picked Tony up and turned him belly up, fucking him as he was holding him in the air, ramming Tony into the wall. They were going at it for a few minutes and Danny was getting real close so he announced "I'm there!" "Oh fuck!" was Tony's response. "I'm about to fill your hot ass with my toxic load!" "Fuck yeah, dump it inside me!" "Yeah? You want me to poz you up?" "Fuck yeah, poz me!" "HERE IT CUMS, BOY!" roared Danny and started shooting gallons of his highly viral load inside Tony's hole just as Tony shot his hot neg load all over his chest and face.

I used to run a cellphone store in a mall in Cleveland. Sunday’s were absolutely dead for us. I had a homeless guy come in and start chatting me up. He stood just far enough away from my counter so that I could see his crotch. He was starting to get a bulge. He started talking about sex. I start getting hard. He asks if I’m into men and I say yes. I tell him to go around to the back door as I close the front. I let him in the back door of the store. We start feeling each other up through our jeans. I pull his cock out and he does the same for me. He has a nice cock. He tells me he needs fucked. I say sure. He drops his pants as he turns around grabs me by the cock and line my cock head up against his hole. His hole is already wet. I push in, and my cock just slides right in. His wet hole felt so good on my aching cock as I fucked him. I knew I wasnt gonna last long. I reach around and tug on his hard cock as I’m pounding in and out of him. I shoot my load balls deep inside of him. As I pull out he pulls his pants up and leaves. He came back an hour later. This time I jerk him off and have him cum on my cock before I give him a second load. Been looking for a homeless guy willing to take a load up his ass ever since.

I'd been on PrEP over a year. At first genuinely looking to prevent, but lately it became out of wanting to control if/when "it" happened. My mind had raced for months, pondering what it would be like taking that first positive load. Not the run of the mill undetectable load, but the real potent deal. Many jerk off fantasies reading stories, watching videos where some boy was verbally filled with a poz load and imagining myself at that moment of no return. Without much thought, I forgot the PrEP for a day. The second day, I thought "Oh shit, I missed a dose, that's not like me." A voice in my head debated what harm was missing a second? Well, the doctor did say two was acceptable, but certainly not three. Day Three comes. Why am I wasting it? I'm not even having sex, beyond sucking someone off occasionally? I can always take it for a week and get back on track. A week with out sex is nothing for me. I don't classify myself as a real catch, early 40's decent looks, a bit boyish for my age in mannerism and depending on my style of dress. Very orally inclined, mentally a bottom though not really been used enough to really get accustomed to it, though that itch does need scratched. Day ten, post PrEP, arrives. Searching websites and apps for anything that catches my eye; however, pretty shy to initiate the contact. Time wasted, staring blankly, getting no responses. Maybe I'm too standoffish? But wait... what was that? A message! I was in shock, having not gotten one previously, I'd never heard the notification. MasterDaddy4u: "Hey boy. Just lurking or willing to go through with it?" Me: "Hello. I do want to go through with it, just hesitant and depends on what I find I guess." MasterDaddy4u: "Very dom 62 yr old Master, if you come over, you belong to me. And when you speak to me, you should say Sir or Daddy, boy!" Me: "Wow, that is pretty blunt." MasterDaddy4u: "What boy? I did not hear you." Me: "Wow,that is pretty blunt, Sir." *what made me obey so quickly?* MasterDaddy4u: "I am sending you my address. When you arrive, enter at door to the garage. Instructions will be there. If you object to anything in that list, go home to your Mama. We wont talk again until you comply." Me: "I need a moment to think on this, Sir." MasterDaddy4u: "That time is past. Bye, Boy. See you in compliance, or this is the last I have to say." >>MasterDaddy4u is offline. My mind raced like crazy. I had a private shared file waiting to be opened. Staring at my screen, my mouse making circles around the icon.... >>click<< "Boy, be at this address in one hour and follow all instructions on site. If you do not, you will be sent away. No second chances." It ended with the exact address. I recall I've stopped PrEP. What if? I don't even know his status. Or what he intends. As my mind raced, I realize I've undressed without realizing it. I get a shower to ensure I was presentable...just in case. IF... *mind still races* When... In a flash, I find myself in my car, heading toward the unknown. Am I foolish for just showing up without much conversation, no exchanged pix, nothing at all? Time seemed to fly and yet creep at the same time. Looking at my watch, after the relatively short drive over, I had 15 minutes left of the hour allotted. Looking at the darkened house from the street, butterflies churned in my stomach. Halfway up the drive...when did I get out of the car? Hand on the knob. Still time to turn back. My cock and hole both twitch as my stomach does back-flips. Inside the dimly lit garage, a solitary lamp shines on a piece of paper. Leaning down, I begin to read what is expected of me. *** Boy, welcome to your possible future. You can still turn back, but once you start on this list, you are bound by your choice. I know you are here. I've seen you on camera. You have 30 minutes to comply or leave. 1. The boy acknowledges that he freely and willingly accepts being the property of his Master, with the understanding he will, upon showing his submission by beginning this list, be taking his Master's HIV poz load and piss to be properly marked, and will accept any and all demands/orders made by his Master without question, subject to punishment for failure to comply. 2. The boy is to strip and place all belongings into the lock-box provided. Once the lock is in place, it will not be opened. 3. Once naked, the boy will find the collar next to the lockbox. Affix the collar, as well as its lock. Again, once locked, only the Master may choose to remove it. 4. The boy shall kneel, eyes down, palms down on knees, and wait quietly for his Master to retrieve him. Final chance to leave, boy. Once any step has started, your consent is no longer required for those after it. Punishment will be delivered once any lock is in place and you try to withdraw. *** Oh my God! He's positive! FUCK! What about my PrEP? My mind flies through the options of fleeing or giving in. My cock soaks my underwear with precum. Subconsciously, my shoes are kicked off as my shirt goes over my head. My undies getting more uncomfortable by the moment, I rip at my shorts praying for some relief. I'm naked! In a strange place, about to surrender myself to someone, sight unseen. I have to think this through a bit more! I look at my watch. SHIT! I've only got 10 minutes to dress and leave, or accept my fate. Accept my fate? What an odd choice of words! My brain seems to be working on two levels. One fighting it, one having already given in. I need more time! What do I really want to do? >>click<< What was that? A sound snaps me out of my mental debate with logic. FUCK! The lock-box! I locked it! Panic sets in. I can still flee, granted I'd naked and with nothing I came with. DAMN IT! On foot too, as my keys are in the box! How much time do I have? SHIT! No watch! I have to decide. It's now or never! ***** ((I am very new to attempting to write stories. I welcome any feedback. I've been pondering this one a long time, but after reading so many great stories on here, I find it hard to put into words what in my mind plays out like a flawless movie. Thanks for reading this first part. I'll try to continue it as time permits, hopefully sooner rather than later.))

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Here's another hot story from the old bugshare site for my bareback blog. http://fuckworker.blogspot.com/2012/05/stealth-pozzing-19yo-newbie.html ........................... When I got home I got a big surprise—a phone call from a 19 year old I’d POZZED 3 months ago. I‘d been only the second one to TOP him, and never thought I’d hear from him again. We met last June. I couldn’t wait to caress his youthful, tender Ass. He, in turn, went down on me, and sucked me close to Cumming. I stopped him cause I had better use for my POZ Cum than that. He’d find that out. I led him to the bedroom. He tried to escape my engorged Cock, but I trapped him to the mattress. He began to whimper, so I kissed him and whispered sweet nothings in his ear. I fucked him slowly, with powerful deep thrusts. I hit his Prostate, and he felt it. I couldn't hold back—filled his Virgin Hole with hot POZ Jizm, paused to allow my Toxic Seed to settle, then began to fuck him hard and fast. He bellowed in shear pleasure. After 15 minutes he reached down and felt my Dick. His eyes went wide. "No Rubber? Don’t Cum in me, OK? Shoot on my Chest and Stomach.” I acquiesced. He hadn’t counted on my Special Gift—that I can Cum a half dozen times, depending on the NEG-AND-SEX-APPEAL of the Dude I’m GIFTING. And Joey boy was VERY NEG and VERY SEXY. I fucked him harder. God, the Kid appealed to me—so young and vibrant and voluptuous! I felt It tingle in my Balls, rising toward my Piss Slit! I shot again, inundating his Guts with my POZ Jism. And kept on screwin’ for half an hour longer. “I’M CUMMIN!” That was him; not me. He hadn’t even touched himself. I was fucking the NEG Shit out of him. How I wanted to swallow his last NEG Load. I slowed my pace and licked up what I could, without stopping. "Man are you going to Cum or what?" he asked, almost exasperated. I had a duty to perform, and didn’t want to shirk my obligation. I responded I’d shoot soon. I wanted my first Loads to fester for as long as possible, so I intentionally held off and fucked him for another quarter-hour. "Please Cum! I can't take this any longer!" I spooged all over him. He got so excited at the sight of my raw Seed. He said he was afraid that I would Cum in him. He wanted to play Safe. I only smiled—I may have POZZED another one. ***************************************************************************************************************************** “Hello.” "It’s me, Joey, remember? Three months ago. I’ve tested POZ. You didn’t….?" “Wasn’t me, Joey. I never came in you. Have you played with someone else?” “A couple—but they all wore Condoms.” “Then it must have been a friggin’ accident. A broken Rubber or something. Tell you what. Cum over and we’ll talk about it.” “Are you POZ?” I hesitated. To continue the charade or tell the truth. “Yes, I am.” “I’ll be over in 30 minutes.” Talk we never did—at least not that evening. Talk is cheap, and not what I was in the mood for. He arrived visibly upset, wearing Tank Top and Cutoffs, and, for the record, no underwear. I asked if he wanted anything to drink. “Ginger Ale would be fine.” He’d drunk Ginger Ale the first night, too. Silently we sat on the couch. I massaged his inner thigh, worked up his pant leg, brushed his past his Balls, and stroked his soft Cock with nimble, practiced fingers. Magnificent! My POZ Child’s Shaft was hardening. I unbuttoned his cutoffs. The well-worn zipper glided easily, exposing his infected tumid Shaft. I couldn’t wait to taste his POZ Precum, knowing one so recently knocked up must be rife with the Virus. Yeah, I was responsible; and proud of it! I shoved my unlubed index finger up his Pussy. He jerked reflexively, then relaxed. I led him to the bedroom leaving his Cutoffs on the couch, pulled off his Tank Top, lubed up with Vaseline, and fucked him for an hour. I came 4 times, and with each climax acknowledged how good it felt to have my POZ Jizm flowing up his Pussy. By my 4th ejaculation, I think he knew exactly how he’d been POZZED. I began to masturbate him mercilessly. I worked his fat Cock faster, my hand but a blur upon his Tool. “Shoot your Toxic Jism, Joey. Shoot It down my throat. And promise me, you’ll remember— ’Tis better to give than to receive.’”

Start off with my latest sexual adventure! Happened on Friday Oct 6th 2017, like most of my bathhouse adventures start in at gloryhole. Sucking is my favorite sexual activity, the feeling of a mans cock throbbing in my mouth as I suck him to completion the feeling of his warm load filling my mouth, savoring the taste of him is incredible! I spent 3hrs sucking, swallowing 14 loads. After 3hrs and a nice amount of cum swallowed I wanted to get fucked, I never set out with a goal of how many loads I want I get what I get as long as I'm enjoying it and giving the tops around me pleasure I'm satisfied! As any good cum obsessed bottom I do try to get as many as I can! As the evening moved into night and the night moved into the morning I got fucked in the sling, fuck bench, sauna, private room and the hallway with a total of 26 loads not including those I swallowed, I only count loads dumped in my ass. After getting home and crawling to bed I was still way too horny to sleep and went on Grindr and found two tops to fuck me, adding 2 more loads bringing my total loads to 28! Load count: Swing 6 / Fuck Bench 8 / Sauna 3 / Private Room 7 / Hallway 2 / Grindr 2 / Total Loads 28 I also share on my twitter @18plusmen

Last Saturday, after an evening out with friends, I felt horny as hell. I decided to go online, but Saturday nights are always a bit of a bore in my town. I remembered all the hot times during my weekend trips to bigger cities - Berlin, Amsterdam, Paris, Madrid - and wished I had flown out, but this time I had to work early on Monday. I'm 24 and just got my first serious job after finishing university, so the wild days seemed kind of over anyway. I settled for some porn and music at home, smoked some weed and logged in on a gay dating app - usually there's not much going on in my area anyway, but you never know. After checking some guys' profile I came to the conclusion that it was just the same old boring profiles. I almost felt like sending a message to one guy I always suck off, since I know he's always looking for a quicky, very reliable and hot. Then I suddenly remembered a chat page where i sometimes log in and where things get a little more exciting sometimes. People from nearby towns into bareback, BDSM, PNP who are willing to travel etc. So I log in to this very basic, text-based chat and pour myself a drink. Not much is going on there either - most guys are far away and nobody reacted to my opening line yet. Then suddenly a guy with the mysterious nickname DarkNetFucker666 logs in without any info other than that he lives in a nearby town. I get some associations with a couple of porn movies I got from a friend the year before, with Satanist plots, neonazis, strangling and a whole lot of other extreme things. Is this a guy who is into that sort of thing? I always wondered what kind of people would watch such extreme stuff. Besides, he might be some older guy and I'm definitely not into that. A bit doubtful, I decide to send him a message and we start a chat. He says he is 30 and has 'dark fantasies', and I tell him I'm into barebacking and poz since two years ago. I send him a facepic and ask him if he wants to meet. He gives me a place and time, and by this time I'm feeling curious as hell, and intuitively agree to meeting him at a petrol station around 30 miles from where I live for 'and outdoor date and we can see about continuing somewhere else'. When I get there I look for the van he described. He's parked in a bushy area by the petrol station and I park the car next to his. I send him a message saying I'm there and he answers asking me to take a walk with him in the bushes. Reluctantly I agree - even though I feel really excited and horny as hell, it does seem like a very scary and potentially dangerous scenario - I definitely don't feel all that safe. Luckily the weed I smoked helps a bit, and I determinedly walk into the bush past his car. I see him getting out. The moonlight reflects from his face and he actually looks pretty hot. He walks over to me and asks me if I feel like 'playing around a bit before we take it further'. I guess he wants to try me out before taking me 'somewhere else', to his home or wherever. So we lower our pants and I stand closer to him. He looks like he's not very used to this - he doesn't attempt to approach me or touch me. He has a huge uncut boner and I ask if he wants me to suck him, and I get on my knees. I smell his balls and it really turns me on, I lick them all over and suck his big cock. I start jerking off and he reaches down to feel my cock and balls with a firm grip. He suddenly stops and says "Shall we go to my place?" I nodd. He sounds foreign and I ask him where he is from. "Germany", he says. We get into our cars and I follow him. When we get to his place, which is really in the middle of nowhere in a very forested area, I notice he has a really great looking house. This guy must have done really well for himself. There's a big fence around the property and a huge pool. We go in and he asks if I want to do some drugs. It has been at least four years since I had taken anything other than weed - at university I had tried some things, like coke, ecstasy and speed - and I'm suddenly overwhelmed by obsessive thoughts about not being able to get to work on Monday. He is obviously noticing that I'm worried and tells me not to, saying we won't take too much. I agree to smoke some meth with him, it can't be that bad. While he prepares the stuff I get a better look at him in the kitchen light. There is something eminently hot about him. He has a good body and his face looks smooth and young. His eyes are dark and his gaze is somehow cold, there is not really much warmth in his appearance and his demeanor is very masculine and serious, but his eyes and occasional smile when we talk about sex add a sexual overtone to the situation. I ask him what he does and he tells me he's a psychiatrist, which strikes me as odd since he doesn't make a very empathic impression. He introduces himself as Jake. We sit down in the living room and smoke some. He puts on some trancy music and wants to know more about 'the bareback thing'. I tell him about bareback dating sites, about bug chasing and gift giving and about some of my experiences at bareback parties and in fetish club darkrooms. He asked if I'm on meds, I tell him that I haven't been needing medication yet. He smiles. "We could fuck someone bareback," he says. The drug feels good and I notice it starting to kick in even more because I kind of feel more disinhibited. "And how do you want to find someone?" I ask. -"I can get some guys that come here sometimes", he says. "Sometimes I invite guys in and give them some money, I often call them and we fuck a bottom together". -"That sounds good", I say. He shows me a pic of a big, dark skinned guy who looks very handsome, I scroll on and his tablet reveals some dick pics. "This one looks hot", I said. He asks me what kind of type I really fantasize about fucking. -"Maybe one of those white power kids, like a young skinhead or something." He shows me another pic of a young blonde guy who is not a skinhead as such but very handsome and muscular, with neonazi-type outfit and boots. He has this really grim, bad look on his face. "This is a very violent one who is very much into this neonazi stuff", he says. "He is a sadist and just wants to fuck on coke, he was also in trouble with the police for sexual assault." This really makes me hot and I ask him what he wants to do. "We let him fuck you on coke and give him some drinks and maybe some drugs, then we can see if we can maybe fuck him." -"But I thought you said he doesn't want to get fucked." -"We'll see", he says with an evil grin on his face. I get some alarm bells - this guy really seems very perverted, I'm getting worried about things going too far. But he seems really controlled and calm, and I suppose he knows what he's doing. So I agree. He calls the guy and agrees on meeting. He's drunk but he's driving over anyway. "We have half an hour", he says. So I have a shower while Jake prepares whatever he has got to prepare. In the shower I feel kind of nervous about what is about to happen, but I feel a odd tingling in my lower body. I clean up thoroughly and go back to the living room while the white power guy is ringing the doorbell. Jake goes to open the door and brings the guy in. "This is Frank." We shake hands and I look at Frank, he looks really nasty with a superior look in his eyes full of despise. But he looks damn hot. He hardly looks at me and talks more to Jake, whom he obviously has some kind of bond with. He brags about how he burned down the car of a family who lives in his neighbourhood, foreigners. This guy is really an asshole, I think. Still, I feel an amazing and almost surreal attraction to him. "So what are you waiting for, get your clothes off", Jake, who is obviously taking the lead, snarls at me. I undress quickly and we sit down on the couch. Jake puts on a porn with a girl surrounded by a group of men, and says he will pour some drinks and prepare the coke. I go for a piss, and while I walk past the kitchen, Jake whistles at me. I approach and he whispers "these two lines on the right are for us. When I offer don't take the ones on the left." -"Why, what have you put in those?" I ask, worried. -"Just something more for him to relax, he usually prefers to fuck girls". When I return to the couch Jake already has his hard cock in his hands and Frank is touching his crotch, staring engagedly at the Czech porn movie, where the men are cumming one by one into the girl's holes. Jake tells me to bring around the plate with the coke and sniffs a line. He then passes it to me and I sniff the other line on the right, then give it to Frank. He sniffs one of the lines on the left. "Let's get down to action. What are you waiting for?" Jake says. I kneel down in front of Frank. I put my nose into his crotch and take in the smell. I unzip him and get his hard throbbing tool out and start licking it. Ending the foreplay, he grabs my ears and puts my mouth over his cock, snarling "no teeth". He fucks my mouth for a while and then grabs me and puts me on the couch in front of it facing Jake, who is seemingly enjoying the situation masturbating and smiling. He lubes up and pushes me flat on the stomach, then rams his piece in raw, I'm in pain and cry out but he doesn't show any consideration. Staring at the porn movie he goes on and gets in the flow in a regular and relentless rhythm. Jake passes him poppers and he sniffs. He slaps me hard and rams on. Seemingly, Jake is afraid that Frank is getting too close to cumming and he gets up. "Now it's my turn", he says. Jake's cock is even bigger than Frank's and I feel him going in. He does it hard like Frank but differently, he is less distant and comes closer, grabbing me by the shoulders and thrusting it in hard. "Sit on all fours", he says. I obey and Frank sits down on his knees before me and pushes his cock into my mouth. I feel ecstatic, the pain has passed and I feel their big cocks ravaging my holes, I just ride on the wave, unable to think of anything else. After a while Jake exchanges again with Frank and they both take a hit of the poppers. I feel Frank thrusting in harder and harder, and the sounds he makes indicate he is in his own world right now. Jake doesn't stop him, and Frank fucks until he comes. "Yeah, take it, bitch", he yells. Jake screams "yeahhhh" and masturbates in front of my mouth. Frank has just finished and breathes heavily. He asks for a beer, and Jake sends me to get him one. I walk into the kitchen but don't find the beer, and I call out to Jake. He comes in and grabs a beer without saying a word. He takes a little vial out of a drawer and quickly drips in a large number of drops while keeping his eye on the door. I'm a bit confused but I understand and walk back into the living room and try talking to Frank. His answers are short and it seems like he is extremely averse to talking with me. Luckily, Jake comes back into the room and gives Frank his beer. "Now let's just relax for a while", Jake says. After a while, Frank dozes off and Jake says "Now let's get to the real action." At this point I'm horny as fuck but I still get alarm bells and say "Will he be alright?" Jake says: "Off course he will. Maybe let's have a smoke first." We smoked some more meth and I notice I'm not getting a hard on. I tell Jake and he tells me to follow him to the bedroom. He takes out a little syringe and says: "I'm going to inject you, just stand still." He grabs my penis and rubs it with a bit of alcohol and I close my eyes. I feel a short sting and react shocked, but after a few moments I feel all relaxed again. "What is it?" I ask him. -"Just something to get you up and running again so we can complete the program." I feel this sounds odd, since I don't know what "the program" is supposed to be, but Jake seems all too confident and in a way I think that's hot. We walk back into the living room and Frank looks like he has passed out on the couch. "Is he sleeping?" I ask. -"Sit down on your knees before him and suck his cock." I sit down and pull his boxer short down. I lick his balls and take his limp cock into my mouth. Before long, it's hard as rock and Frank moans. Jake passes me the poppers and I sniff. "Now lick his ass." I go down and lick his hole. Jake gets up and rubs his cock against Frank's face. Frank moves his head but doesn't otherwise react. He says: "Help me here". We carry Frank onto a mattress. Jake switches off the lights and puts on a different porn. He cuts some more of the coke and gives me some. He puts on music at a very loud volume. From my eye winkle I see the porn. It shows a man dressed in a devil's mask with horns. He is dragging a young blonde boy dressed in sports clothes over a field in some forest with a rope. I look at the screen and see how he throws down the boy on the field, undoes his jeans and starts raping him. This looks like really hardcore, probably illegal stuff and I glance at over at Jake who seems to be enjoying watching me watching the movie and gives me another one of his evil grins, but I don't think about it and look at Frank. Jake is touching his balls and ass and he twitches, moaning. I get excited and go over to Frank. I feel my limits dropping to zero and my boner throbbing, I just want to fuck the shit out of this arrogant little neonazi fucker. It seems as though Jake senses this, masturbating hard and moaning "yeahhh", staring at me with a fixed gaze like Frank did before with the porn. He says "come on, fuck him". I get on top of Frank and lube him, fingering his tight hole. I enter it with a thrust. This is amazing, I want more. I thrust in several times and then grab him by his lower back, thrust in deep. Jake comes closer to me and I touch his hard, throbbing cock while pounding Frank's hole. I feel like I could go on like this for hours. Jake whispers in my ear "rape him". I keep fucking until Jake claims his turn. I watch Jake fucking him and matching the thrusts in the porn movie. He whispers "I'm gonna seed his ass and then you can do the same." He cums into Frank. Even though I feel very horny I still feel worried. Frank hasn't consented to this so this is actually really rape. Jake notices and tells me to follow him into the bedroom where we watch some porn. These are also very violent porns, it's a jail setting in the shower where several inmates rape a guy with a nazi tattoo. He asks me whether I want something to relax and he brings me a glass half full with coca cola. He says "this is going to relax you even more". I drink it and we watch porn for a little while. He asks if it's okay to set up a camera in the living room so he can film it, and I agree. We return to where Frank is. He looks like he is sleeping and Jake touches his crotch again. Frank moans and makes hip movements as if he is fucking the mattress. I feel like fucking and seeding him. I get on top and I grab him by the hips, thrusting my cock in. Jake passes me the poppers and I start fucking him. Jake changes the music and I think of nothing else but putting my seed into his tight hole. "Put your poz seed into him, poz him up", Jake whispered with a mean smile. He masturbates on Frank and I thrust into him, I really feel like I could do this for hours. I sniff some more poppers and fuck him hard until I feel like I'm going to come. "I'm cumming", I tell Jake. "Yeah, poz his little nazi hole", Jake says. I shoot all my cum into him. We sit down on the couch. "This is really hot", I said. "It's a pity we haven't used him as a condom for me to fuck you." I wondered what that meant. We sat silent for a while. "What do you mean, use him as a condom?" I asked Jake. "You'll see next time", he said. To be continued

This happened to me a couple of years ago. I was staying in an Old Town Alexandria hotel for business, and decided to see if there was anyone interested in playing. This was when I was fairly consistent with condom usage. Grindr often seems to be skewed to the younger crowd, but that afternoon a 40-50-something guy contacted me and I asked him over to my room. When he arrived he turned out to be a stocky eastern European man with a modestly sized uncut cock. After making out and sucking each other's cocks for a while, I asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He rolled on a condom and I lubed myself up, and we got down to fucking. After about 5 minutes he pulled out and asked me for a new condom as the one we were using had broken. He rolled me over and began to fuck me from behind. In a little while he pulled out, pulled off the condom and started to hump me between my ass cheeks. I actually really enjoy this lubed butt cheek frottage alot. I could hear him getting close to cumming and was expecting to have him cum all over my ass and back, but then without any warning he pinned me down with one hand between my shoulders, plunged his cock into my hole and blew a huge load into my ass, grunting his pleasure. He put on his clothes and left without much discussion. To this day if I need a fantasy to get over the edge, I just remember this surprise breeding and I'm cumming in no time.

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Love the story, especially pipe smoking, nice deep inhales.

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For me, this is all (well, mostly?) about spontanaity. How many hook ups have not happened because the bottom was not prepped and the Top wanted it NOW, so the Top or bottom takes a pass. Or the bottom scrambles to get prepped. i cannot count the number of meals i have skipped because i had cleaned out and didn't want to put something back in or stimulate movement that would leave me unprepared to receive a Top. To me, a Top (and bottom) who isn't "picky" is a Top (and bottom) who will fuck spontaneously. E.g., i've had this long time fantasy of a fb type relationship with a guy where the comfort/trust level was such that He could slide in anytime the need or desire came up. Particularly, i fantasize about sleeping in the same bed and waking up to Him sliding His cock in at various times throughout the night to unload or piss. There'd be no concern or thought about 'readiness', because that is not a factor. To me, it kind of compares to straight guys who will fuck a woman even if she has her period.

We don't live in a perfect world.. sometimes despite all efforts the fuck boy isn't completely clean... if we catch up again it had not better happen a second time..

Part I Meeting the Star I first saw him, on the security feed, when I was providing "financial services" for a local dealer. He was about 6'1 and 200lb of sculpted muscle along with turquoise eyes and buzzed brown hair. As he approached I saw he was wearing a blue jersey with the #1 on it, a jacket that said KINGS Volleyball, and a pair of jeans. With every step he took closer to the door, the harder my dick became. The finally, I heard a knock. Hunter, the dealer I was working for, went to the door and opened it, "Yo, Parker how is going. Whatcha need?" So Parker was his name...lustful thoughts filled my head as I wondered what Parker's pussy would be like. As the Adonis on the screen stepped into the light, my semi rigid cock raised to full mast, The kid was drop dead gorgeous and apparently a jock too given what he was wearing. The faint outline of the jeans indicated a tight but round ass probably from being on the volleyball team. "Just the usual" replied Parker. Hunter went to his desk and opened his drawer withdrawing a ziplock bag with some weed in it. Looking a the volleyball jock, I saw his eyes examine the other stock available. Perhaps he has used some more heavy duty shit and with this a fantasy of a drugged out Parker having his volleyball sculpted ass being ploughed by me entered my brain. Apparently, Hunter saw the same gaze towards the stronger stuff. "Sure? I got some speed or Tina that you got last time for that part." said Hunter "Nah, dude. I got a game tomorrow. I can't be drugged out for that one. Coach told me that a ESPN reporter and a few college scouts are going to be at it." stated Parker. As Parker reached into his jacket pocket, he noticed me. "He cool man?" as Parker motioned his head towards me. "Dude, if he wasn't cool he won't be in here, K" responding to Parker. As volleyball jock withdrew his wallet and started getting out the cash, my glances revealed that he was a senior and was 18 per his drivers license. Parker, fished out the cash and laid it on the table. With that exchange, Hunter threw the baggie to Parker, who agilely grabbed it out of the air. As the baggie was being stuffed in the the back of his jeans, the definition in his arms was not hidden by his high school volleyball jacket, "Thanks, dude" replied Parker "No problem, P. If you need some more or anything else it's all here for you." Hunter said as he gathered the cash. To be continued...

My cock smelled like poop after fucking a few bottoms. One guy sucking me off commented that my dick smelled of poop. I went to the washroom, soaked up my cock and washed it off. I was good to go and fuck more boys. I agree. Don’t make a stink abou it (pun included!). Sex isn’t perfect like during a bb porn shoot. We’re dealing with real life here!

The more you do it bud - the more addicted to cock and seed you will become. I cannot go two days without getting bred and since turning into a no cock or load refused slut I find getting bred 15-20 times a week easy as. It totally love cock and seed in me

Giving this boy his 4th hot load. he has taken one from me earlier then 2 from my boy now another from me to top him off.

12. Tony woke up in the morning, arose, and dressed only in his underwear, walked down to the kitchen. Everyone was already there, and all were wearing only jockstraps. "Look who's up!" grinned Sam. "Are you ready for it?" laughed Danny, tossing Tony a jockstrap. "Fuck yeah!" exclaimed Tony as he pulled-on the jockstrap. They all led him to one of the guestrooms and threw him on the big bed with fresh sheets and surrounded him. Tony looked-up at the men, each of whom had dropped his jock, and each of whom was now stroking his cock. Uncle Rick, stroking his hard, veiny, eight inch cock, was first to approach Tony. A thick dollop of pre-cum was caught-up in the thick, black prince albert which pierced the head of Rick's cock. This was the first time Tony actually saw his uncle fully naked. He found himself overwhelmed by Rick's hot, muscular, fuckin' manliness. Oh, and the bar piercings in each of Rick's tits was an additional enticement, but the biohazard tattoo centered on Rick's left nipple finished the picture. Just as Tony started sucking his uncle's cock, he felt Sam's tongue on his hole. Somehow Tony managed to focus on servicing his uncle, sucking the tip, licking the entire length, fondling his balls, and eventually swallowing the entire cock, expertly working the cock. Tony was definitely distracted when Sam's cock, also pierced by a prince albert, began sliding into this ass. Soon enough Tony was whimpering, both is mouth and ass filled by two magnificent cocks, all the while his own rock hard cock was straining against his jockstrap as it leaked pre-cum. Sam was wildly fucking him and after a while, he started fucking more furiously. Tony reached back beneath him and grabbed him by the balls. That was it. Sam roared and blew a massive load of his highly viral cum into Tony's neg teen hole, even as Tony's cock bounced in his jockstrap. Tony's adventure wasn't, however, over as suddenly, he felt an another cock at his hole. This time the top was Duke. His six inch cock slid into Tony's ass quite readily as, admittedly, it was somewhat smaller than Sam's. Duke was fucking fast and he was sending Tony to overdrive, while he was sucking his uncle's thick, pierced cock. Duke took his cock out suddenly, only to slam it inside really fast and hard. Although Duke was mostly a bottom, he knew some tricks and decided to use some for this occasion. He didn't last long either: after a few minutes, he whimpered and moaned, feeling his cock shoot gallons of hot toxic cum inside Tony, adding to the mix of cum and blood inside. Next it was Danny's turn. He slammed his cock in right away, fast and furiously. Tony panted, still choking on his uncle's thick cock. Danny had no mercy. The fact, that just two weeks ago, Tony was rather a skinny teen with little experience when it came to sex and now, his boyfriends nephew was on his way to become a hot poz pig just turned him on so fucking much. "Fuck yeah! I'm getting close piggy boy. You want it? You really want my toxic cum?" To reply to Danny's question Tony had to release his uncle's cock, but his reply took the form of an imperative: "Fuck yeah! Fucking give it to me!" "Here it cums! HERE CUMS MY POZ LOAD!" Danny roared as, once again, he pumped Tony's ass full of poz cum. Tony's jock was soaked by precum by now. Danny, Sam and Duke stepped forward, each alternately presenting himself to Tony's tongue. Tony, of course, was eager to lick the cum off of each cock - cum which had coated each cock as it had torn-apart Tony's ass. As Tony did so, he felt his uncle's pierced cock at his hole and involuntarily moaned in bliss as his uncle slowly pushed himself inside him and started fucking his nephew's neg hole. The three men encouraged Rick to make his mark muttering "Oh fuck yeah, poz him up!" and another "Fuck him with that poz cock!" Tony also encouraged his uncle, saying "Fuck yeah, Uncle Rick. Poz me up finally!" "HERE. IT. FUCKING. COMES. Enjoy my poz load," roared Rick as his poz load exploded into his nephew's ass. Fittingly, at that exact moment Tony's big cock exploded inside his jockstrap, leaving it all wet and sticky. Afterwards Rick withdrew his cock from Tony's hole, replacing it with a butt plug, preventing the poz cum from leaking out. Seeing a trace of blood in the cum Rick grinned with perverse pride announcing "Looks like you'll get the flu by next week! Not next month!" That whole weekend, Duke and Sam stayed at Rick and Danny's house, each taking turns on Tony until their balls were completely drained of toxic cum. In addition, on Sunday they all went out again, got absolutely shitfaced and fucked all the way through the night. Tony skipped classes that Monday. The others had other plans with him that day anyway. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- So what are you thinking? Was it good? I'm really curious to hear your comments.

Turning my young sons out and making them big pigs they are... just like their dad and granddad....they always remember to bring a stud home for dad... and sometimes some tender pussy...

BROTHER JAY As it turned out, Brother Jay who was the first one that I sucked, was also the first to be introduced. All of the candles in the room had been blown out, except for several small flickering flames. Brother Jay, still clad in his red robe, slowly walked in front of me, with just a single red candle illuminating his face. His hood shrouded most of his face, but from what I could see, his cheeks and face were quite drawn and grey looking. He placed his candle in a candelabra next to the alter and slowly removed his robe and hood. His body looked much like his face, all sunken in. His ribs protruded like a dying horse, and his body was covered in lesions. My guess was correct. Brother Jay had to be at least 70 years old. His cock was already fully erect, and Id say it was a good 9 inches, perhaps because it looked so strong and firm against his wasting body. He was already leaking a yellow tinted ooze from his cock, not the usual pearly cum that I was accustomed to. He did not allow me to service his cock for long before instructing me to assume the position. He slowly entered my ass and started to pound me in a steady rhythm. His weak voice started to become very guttural, and I knew he was close to blowing. The father also realized this, and told him his time was done, however I was to receive his blessings down my throat. He obeyed the father and moved to the front of me, and quickly released his seed into my awaiting mouth. His cum tasted quite bitter and strange to me. It wasn’t the familiar taste of semen, and blood, but I thanked him for his blessing. BROTHER STEPHEN Brother Stephen was the next to welcome me to the fold. He moved around me just as Brother Jay did with the single red candle. He quickly dropped his robe to reveal a furry bear daddy with a number of tats, including a scorpion and biohazard tattoo with numerous names surrounding it. I tried to count them, but lost count after around 10. His meaty fuck stick was hanging semi hard, and once again he aggressively stuck it into my mouth, and began to aggressively face fuck me. This time I was better prepared for it though. After about 5 minutes, he removed his rock hard cock from my mouth and spit on my face. He reached over to the alter, and placed a cruel condom upon his rigid cock, and told me that he wanted to make this count. I had never been seeded with a guy wearing a cruel condom, but had always wanted to experience it. He moved around my backside, and just as he shoved his cock down my throat, he shoved it up my ass, balls to the wall. As he was fucking me, he grabbed my head, pulling it back until I thought my neck was going to snap. He turned my head, and once again spit into my face. He began to pump harder and faster, and began to moan. Father reminded him that I was not to receive his blessing in my ass. As I felt his cock pulsing in me, he simply told the father, “too late.” The father simply walked in front of me and extinguished the candle which he placed in the candelabra. It was obvious that the father was not pleased. BROTHER ZACK It was time for my final introduction. As he walked around me, his hood was off, and his robe wide open. It was my fantasy come true, as he had bright red hair, and as they say, his carpet matched the drapes. As a red head, his body was quite pasty. Once again, as I had thought, he was a young buck. His body was chiseled, and he was showing signs of a six pack. The only hair on his body was a slight treasure trail leading up from his shaved fire crotch. He was no more than 20 years old I had guessed. Once again, he treated me with compassion, rubbing his hands across my cheeks. Although I go love rough sex, there is something to be said about compassion. Apparently there was for him also, as his cock slowly began to rise as he caressed me. Before inserting his rock hard cock in my mouth, he bent down and kissed me. So much different than brother Stephen. He slowly and gently began to fuck my face, and it wasn’t long before I started tasting his salty precum. He quickly moved around me, spreading my ass cheeks wide, and began to eat the seed which Brother Stephen had deposited in me. As he removed his tongue from my ass, I was prepared to receive his cock, however he came to my front, and felched brother Stephens seed to me. My cock had finally had enough, and although caged, it shot an amazing load on the floor. He got on the floor, and greedily licked it up, once again felching it with me. Although there was not much of my seed on the floor, he scooped up what he could with his finger, and rubbed it upon my now wrecked hole. He inserted his cock into my hole, and fucked strong and steady, just like a young buck does. His pace quickened, and I knew he was about to blow after about 15 minutes. He quickly removed his cock from my ass, and came around to my face. Although my mouth was wide open, he cam all over my face, with only some getting into my mouth. Even after he came, he was rock hard, and pushed the cum on my face into my eagerly awaiting mouth.

MEETING THE ELDERS When I arrived at the temple, Father promptly greeted me wearing nothing but his scarf and a wide smile. The temple looked somewhat different this time. I was completely dark, with the exception of the red candles on the alter, and other similar candles around the room. Behind the alter there were three chairs with three red hooded and robed figures in them. Behind them was a St Andrews cross with a red scarf draped across it. Father instructed me to disrobe, and be inspected by the Elders. Upon disrobing, the father coverer my eyes with a blindfold and led me to the kneeling bench next to the alter to first receive his blessings. I felt his familiar cock enter my mouth for a brief period, before he removed in, and a different one was in its place. It was hard to believe, but it was longer and thicker than the fathers. As he throat fucked me, he groaned quite a bit. Judging by his very bushy crotch, and the sound of grunts, I was thinking he was an older guy. After 5-10 minutes, his cock was removed, and yet another entered my mouth. Although he was not as thick as the other two, his cock was pierced, and the longest yet. He showed no mercy in ramming his cock down my throat gagging me, and bringing tear to my eyes. Luckily he didn’t throat fuck me for very long, and slapped my face after his cock was withdrawn, and the final cock put in my mouth. This one was quite different. He was quite compassionate patting my head, and kissing what I am sure was a beet red cheek from the slap that I had received. He gently put his cock into my mouth and started thrusting bit by bit, until he reached a feverous pace. As he went balls deep, I could tell that he had a closely trimmed bush. Combined with that and his furious thrusting, I had the feeling that he was rather young. As I sucked his cock, I could feel his cock pre cumming very heavily. As he withdrew his cock, the father said it was now time to receive his blessing and celebrate the fellowship service. He once again led me closer to the alter, and grabbed the all familiar chalice, and said, “drink ye all of it.” By now I was used to the effects of it, but this time, it seemed much more powerful than ever. My mind was flying, and my engorged cock was straining in its chastity device. I had not shot a load in quite some time, and felt the need for release. The father could tell I was in pain, and just said your time will come soon enough son. He led me to the kneeling bench and instructed me to take the proper position. Once again, I felt those familiar shards entering my ass, once again they had a stronger effect on me than ever before. He removed my blindfold, but the three robed individuals must have been behind me, as I was not able to see them. After about 15 minutes, I felt his seed spurting deep in my ass. I was sweating profusely, and the father offered me another drink from the chalice. Everything became very hazy to me. I do remember him telling me it was now time to meet the Elders. He explained that I had just worshiped their cocks to prepared them for entry, however there would not be any blessing that I would receive from them. I begged him to allow their blessings inside me, but as the father explained, this was designed to choose an elder to take me down my chosen path. I pleaded with the father to let me enjoy their blessings, and he just said in time my son. The first to welcome me to the flock was Brother Jay followed by Brothers Stephen and Zack.

I haven't written in a while but the other day, something happened which I just had to share with you all. My husband is a shopaholic and orders orders stuff online all the time. Because of our work schedules are at odds, I often find his purchases are delivered when I am at home. This past week, I was in the shower and I heard the doorbell ring. He had mentioned a package would arrive that day, and it would require a signature, so I quickly pulled on a towel and ran downstairs. The UPS delivery guy that stood there when I opened the door was a handsome 40 something year old Middle Eastern looking wolf. Dark beard with extremely hairy arms and legs. He was bout 6'2" and maybe about 300lbs. Seemed muscular and was almost too big for his uniform. He addressed me, asking me to confirm my name. As it turned-out the package was for me. He handed me a small box and asked me to sign his clipboard. I fumbled with the box and clip board, particularly as my towel was working loose, and I had visions of it falling to the floor. Still, I successfully juggled the package, the clipboard and my towel, and everything satisfactorily handled, we exchanged the proper niceties I stepped back into the house. I had barely gotten inside and placed the box on the kitchen counter when I received this text message: "Hey, this is Sander. I just delivered your package. I was wondering if I could bother you for a glass of water?" I was slightly surprised, but still I replied by text "Of course, no problem." Upon opening the front door I found Sander standing on my threshold. "Thank you so much. You know how hot it is out there," he remarked. "No worries, come in," I said, motioning him inside. As he entered the house and walked past me, I got a whiff of that distinct odor that was unmistakably man musk. He was obviously sweating in the heat outside. His arm air glistening in the sunlight that entered the house through the front door. I could see the pit stains over his UPS uniform. My ass involuntarily twitched, but I checked myself, shut the door, leading him into the kitchen where I pulled out a water bottle from the fridge and handed it to him. He looked around the living room and kitchen and said, "Wow. This place is really dark. All the windows and blinds down." "Oh yeah. We have neighbors and I don't want them to see me naked in the house," I honestly replied. He took a big gulp of the water bottle I had handed him and downed it in one go. He then turned to me and stared at me with his dark beady eyes. I looked right back. He moved closer to me until he was towering over my small 5'6" 135lb frame. Neither of us said a word. His face was tense, almost angry. My heart started to race and I could feel it thumping loudly in my chest. He was right in front of me, less than a foot from me. I could smell his rank body odor. His presence was overwhelming. I realized that neither of us had spoken or looked away from each other for a good minute or so. I took a deep breath in. He moved his hand and placed it over my head pushing me down. I knew what I was supposed to do. In the next few seconds I was on my knees fumbling with his belt and shorts trying to get access to his baby maker. I unbuckled him and opened his shorts to see his black Jockey briefs. Now normally I would take my time but somehow I knew I had to be fast. I pulled down his shorts and briefs to his size thirteen shoes and saw the most gorgeous thickest black bush of pubes with a nice thick 7" semi uncut cock. His crotch smelled pungent and his cock was cheesy and leaking precum. His hairy balls hung low and were wet with sweat. I quickly lapped up some of the sweat on his balls before starting to suckle on his ripe dirty cheesy cock which was increasing in length and girth every second. The smegma made his dick taste salty. I suckled on his cock as if it was my last moment on earth. By this point his dick was a full nine inches, and was as thick as a coke bottle. I started to choke as I swallowed it whole my nose and lips buried deep into his sweaty pubes. He started to moan. I felt his hands on my head forcing my face to remain buried there with his whole member inside my mouth and deep in my throat. As I started to gag he pulled my head back and said, "Its too big for your mouth." He guided me back up to my feet. My towel by this time was on the kitchen floor. He looked at my body and smiled. He then quickly turned me over and bent me over the counter. I spread my feet apart as I took a deep breath preparing for what I knew was going to be painful. He spit on his fingers and roughly manhandled my ass. I hadn't been fucked in weeks and I was tight. And then just like that, he placed one hand on my mouth and in one forceful and excruciating stroke pushed his thick donkey dick inside of my tight ass. I let out a loud squeal and tried to move away from him, but he knew what would happen and was prepared for it. With his large hand on my mouth and his other one wrapped tightly around my waist, there was no escaping. As tears of pain rolled down my eyes I knew he was inside me and he had full control over my body. He owned me in that moment. He started to thrust deep into me. With every stroke I gasped. He was rearranging my insides with his huge cock. As he kept going I waited for the pain to get better but it didn't. It seemed like this beast was going to get rougher and rougher with every stroke. Suddenly I felt his pace quicken. His thrusts became more forceful. More painful. Deeper. I knew what was happening. He started to grunt in the most animalistic, feral snorts I could imagine and, with stroke after stroke, volley after volley, the thick seed from his sweaty balls emptied into my ass. I looked at our reflection in the stainless steel refrigerator. Here was a giant BULL over twice my size towering over me with his donkey dick inside my small ass pumping me full of his superior seed. After about fourteen volleys, he was finished breeding me. He had emptied all the DNA in his balls completely into me. I was his sow. Just like that he pulled out of my hole leaving it gaping and full of his sperm. I turned around and turned my attention to his dick. It was damp and sticky with a mixture of his seed and blood from when he ruined my asshole. I cleaned him up with my mouth and he quickly pulled up his shorts and said, "Thanks. I really needed a slut to empty into. I'm so glad you opened the door." I smiled back. My ass still hurting from the assault it had undergone, but I was proud of myself. He returned my smile, gave me a light swat on the ass, and quickly left to get back to his route. As I gathered my towel up from the kitchen floor I saw the box on the counter. It was a gift to me from my husband. The package an exquisitely beautiful watch. The card which accompanied the watch read "To my beautiful husband. This watch is to celebrate the last five years of love, loyalty and commitment to each other. I love you more every day." I smiled, not feeling the least bit guilty I had cheated on him yet again....

Jess' birthday was in September. Thad and I made it a special for him with a gang bang after which we locked his cock in a chastity cage, which we decided wouldn't won't come off him M.A.L. in January. We were on a tight schedule for Folsom Street Fair as Thad my BF had to catch a flight to Vietnam and Jess had to be back in school. We left NYC on late on Friday and were staying at Max's place which is a few blocks from Mr-S. Max took my fisting cherry when I was 19 at I.M.L Saturday we took Jess to Mr-S, leaving him there as I went to buy some toys. Jess seemed happy looking at all the eye candy, getting himself gawked over, and being grouped as he was fresh meat. As Jess was not yet 21, there were only a few places we could take him, but still he had fun. Still, the real fun would occur on Sunday. If you have never been to Folsom Street about 250,000 people, show up and do almost anything you want on the street in public. Jess spent some time in the puppy mosh pit having a blast. At one point we asked Master Tiano to flog Jess, after which, his ass and back being bright red from the flogging, and while still on an endorphin high, we took Jess to the sidewalk. It was time for Thad and me to have some fun with Jess. We pulled out his pup tail and started to fuck him as Max came by and asked if he could get his dick sucked by Jess, with the result Jess was spit-roasted and gagged on Max's dick, which was pierced with a P.A. When Max asked if he could dump a load into Jess I reasoned "Why not? Maybe one day Max will have end-up with his hand up Jess' hole, perhaps even as deeply as Max's had had been when he fisted me.

Would love to add my load after they finish.

I've been in that sling in the shed in the back yard, feeling that hot Dad's POZ loads filling my slammed up and HUNGRY hole! He was a fucking amazing pig, I miss that man. For a long time, he held the record of most loads given to me by one man. Rest well, Open_Hole. Us pigs miss you!

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