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I went to my second sex party and was a little worried I had shown up too late. Guys were already getting dressed and heading out the door. I quickly stripped down to my jock and shoes and headed to the backroom where most of the rough action happened. One pass through and everyone was occupied. The air was thick with sweat , poppers and cum. I took a seat and observed. A guy approached me, grabbed me by the back of the neck and shoved his tongue down my throat. I got instantly hard. After some foreplay I began to suck his dick. As I bent over, another guy began to finger my hole. He lubed me up with one of the free lube packets provided and starts going to town on me. The first guy moves on. The guy fucking me leans over and says "I've already cum twice but I had to fuck this ass before I go". No complaints from me. A daddy sitting on a bench getting sucked off asks, "How does his ass feel?" "Fucking nice" "Fuck yeah" Another guy watches. My fucker notices and asks if he wants a go. I never saw this guy but he slams it into me. A hairy beefy guy gets in front of me and I start sucking his cock. After a few minutes he lifts my mouth to his, kisses me and asks if I like getting spit roasted. I say yes. It was pretty obvious. "This guy is going to cum in you and after that you're going to take my load." Not even a question. Just how I like it. A few moments pass and the guy behind me starts breathing heavier. The guy in front of me says "cum in him, breed his ass daddy". "I can cum in your ass?" My mouth is preoccupied but I try and nod as I suck the other guy's dick. "Load his ass up" the guy says on my behalf. He does and dismounts. The hairy gets behind me and starts fucking my hole. It doesn't take long for him to unload. He slaps my ass and says "Good boy". Also how I like it. I do one more pass through the space to see if anyone is left. Only a few people remain. I collect my clothes and take the train back home, loads and all.

PART 11 There I stood, naked from the waist down in only a T-shirt. My legs were still a little rubbery from balancing myself while the last guy had fucked me. And my dick was still rock hard. The adrenaline and endorphins kicking thru my 18 year old body, combined with the raunch of where I was with all this porn and the smell of cum all around me, knowing guys are getting off in the booths around me, was almost too much to take. My senses had long since gone to overload. It was like being starving and then getting to eat at the best buffet you could imagine. And even though my legs felt like jelly and my hole was already a little sore, I couldn’t shut it off, that feeling of needing cock and cum. And now here I was, with multiple loads already in me, standing naked in front of a total stranger. Thru the glare off the screen I could get a decent look at him as we sized each other up. He was definitely in his 40’s and tall, really tall. And very thin. He was mostly balding and had his hair cropped very short, which combined with his mustache just made him extra hot to me. This time it was me thst closed the distance as I reached out and stroked his cock thru his pants. “Still hungry?” He whispered. Without a word he tugged my shirt off and then he slipped his shirt off and his pants. We were both totally nude in the booth. And now seeing him naked, I just wanted him more. He had to be st least 6 4” and something about how thin he was just made him sexier. And then there was his cock. It was gorgeous. He was more than half hard already and I could see a perfect cut cock, at least 8 inches with a nice prounounced head and just the slightest upward arch along the thick shaft. And his massive balls hung low as they sagged below. I began to slide to my knees but he stopped me. “Turn around boy. Bend over and show me that ass,” he whispered in my ear as he spun me around. I put my knees up against the bench and spread myself wide for him. I could sense as he slid down on his knees, putting his face level with my ass. “Fuck yeah” he whispered, “look at that hole. All that cum. Fucking hot boy.” I responded by trying to spread even wider and pushing my ass out. I felt him gripping my ass cheeks and then his beard as it brushed my ass cheek. And then he was rimming my hole, even more than that, he was devouring it. I bucked uncontrollably as he held me in place. I am sure I made noise as I gasped and sighed as my body shuddered while he made love to my hole with his mouth. The way he teased and licked and literally fucked my hole with his tongue was almost beyond what I could take. It felt so good, and with my hands holding me up, my hard cock just swayed in the air leaking precum as I ground my ass back. Then he was up and I could feel him as he bent over me. I felt his hot breath against my neck as he spoke to me. “How old are you boy?” I whispered my age back. “18 and in an adult book store getting fucked. And taking loads. You horny little fucker.” “It’s my first time here. I just... I really like getting fucked and the guys didn’t want to use condoms so I...” i drifted off, unsure what to say. The whole time I could feel his cock resting in my ass crack, driving me crazy. “I don’t like condoms either.” He whispered as he breathed hot and heavy in my ear. “That’s ok. I don’t... I don’t like them either. You can cum in me.” I whispered urgently, my need for cock overpowering me. “Yeah. You fucking like having a guy cum in you don’t you? I have a huge load for you. Do you want it? Do you want me to cum in you?” He asked as he grinded against my hole. “Yeah. I fucking want it please. You can cum in me please.” I practically begged. And now his hand was down there and I felt the pressure of that hard cock as it forced my hole open. “Yeah open up for me. Open up that hole.” He whispered as he drove his cock into me. I concentrated on relaxing my hole as he worked it open. With all the cum me cocks I had already taken, it wasn’t long before my hole blossomed for him and he began to fuck me harder. Leaning over me again he whispered “what’s your boy?” I managed to whimper out my name. “Chris, you have such a hot right hole. I want to fuck it again. I’m gonna leave you my number to call me when you need more cum. Do you want my cum? Want me to cum inside you Chris?” “Please. Please cum inside me. I want it. I want it so badly.” I did beg this time. “It’s such a big load Chris. My balls make so much cum. I want to flood you so bad. Is it ok that I have hiv?” He whispered in my ear. An electric jolt went thru me. I had a an hiv oositive cock inside me. A really big cock that was hitting me so deep and felt so good. And that breath against my neck and in my ear and the feel of his hands pulling my hips back to meet his body. My body made the decision for me. “It’s ok.” I whispered so quietly I wasn’t sure he heard me. Then he kissed my neck. “I’m gonna give you my load in a few seconds Chris. And I’ll be in you forever. You want that fucking cum Chris? Want me to shoot my load inside you?” He said thru clenched teeth. “Please! I want it I want it I want your cum.” And I did. I was pushing back bf when he gripped my hips extra tight I pushed back hard to make sure that cock was as deep in my guts as it could be when the first jets of cum pulsed out of the head. “Fuck yeah, take it chris. Take that fucking load.” He grunted as he bucked and jabbed his cock deeper with each throb of his cock. I clenched and pulled at his cock with my hole, trying to milk every drop out. As his orgasm subsided and he came down, he slowly slid out of me. We were both silent as we dressed. Then he handed me a piece of paper. “That’s my number Chris . My place is only a few minutes away. When that hole needs more cum, you call me, ok?” Taking the paper I nodded. Looking closely at me, es asked quietly, “are you ok with that poz cum inside you right now Chris? No regrets?” I was nervous as hell but I wasn’t regretting it. “No...I... i liked it.” He smiled and ruffled my hair. “Don’t make me wait for that hole. I want it again. Soon! And call anytime. No matter what time it is, when you want my special cum, you just call Rich” And then the door was open and he was out and the door closed again. I wasn’t sure my legs would work to get me to the parking lot. Finally, I took a deep breath and opened the door and walked out. As I wobbled out, the clerk looked at me and winked. I had been there over an hour and had taken four loads. And Ted.... he had told me he had hiv and I still couldn’t stop. And now I had his number. He was so hot. Safe in my car, the reality hit me and I got the shakes a little. I was 18 and had just had unprotected sex it’s four guys and one for sure has hiv. And Ted was so hot and his cock as perfect. And when he can his cock throbbed so hard it felt like it must be pumping jets of cum. And he told me to call anytime. Like he knows I can’t resist him. All of this rushed thru my head. And I knew even then, I was gonna call ted. It was just a matter of how long i could hold out. And the bookstore, oh I was going to be there a lot.

29. "What can I help you with?" Aaron asked the brand new customers in the shop on a Saturday evening. Two of them came into the parlor about ten minutes ago and seemed... kind of clueless. The first one - (as Aaron later found out) was 43 years old, about 6.1, white and really hairy - which was visible since he was wearing a T-Shirt, which revealed how hairy his arms were. The second one was 36, about 6.2 and the most memorable thing was his hair - which was balding, but still kept unshaved - which seemed... weird. "I... I wanted to get a tattoo - my first one. I recently got divorced from my wife and I... I need a change you could say." said the hairy one. Aaron threw them a surprised look. "Uhmmm... is something wrong?" "Sorry It's just that not many straight guys come here!" laughed Aaron and added: "come with me then! I'm Aaron and I'll be doing your tattoo." "Thanks! I'm Louis and this is Eric - he's a friend - here just to support." They walked into the tattoo parlor. Ray had already had his hands full with tattooing someone else. "So... what design would you like? Do you want a catalogue or..." "Uhmm... I was thinking of having this tatted on my shoulder. Louis showed Aaron a nice design of a scorpion with a skull instead of it's head. "Sure! It's nice! I'm just curious - why this design?" "Uhmmm... I just think it looks kinda.... hot, plus it's my zodiac sign or whatever so it seems appropriate." "Oh ok! Let's get to it!" After a few hours - the tattoo was completed - on Louis' now shaved right shoulder, there was now a big black scorpion tattoo - with a red skull instead of it's head. Aaron gave Louis a few tips on how to take care of it, while it's still fresh and sensitive. "Oh... I heard there's a bar downstairs as well!" said the other guy - Eric. "Yeah there is, but I don't know if it's the right one for you - it's actually a gay bar - you know, I said that we don't get many straight customers." "Doesn't matter! We're friendly. And we just want to crash somewhere and get drunk." laughed Louis. "Ok! Then come with me! It's Saturday and it's half past nine, so the parlor is closing in a few minutes anyway. I can go with you for a drink - that means a discount!" said Aaron with a charming smile. "Yeah! Sure! We need someone to bitch to anyway!" laughed Louis with his deep voice. They walked down to the bar. Tony was there talking to Kev by the bar. "This is Tony! He's my boyfriend and co-owner of this place! Tony this is Louis and Eric!" They greeted. "Kev, bring us a few beers please!" "You got it!" smirked Kev - only wearing leather boots and a jockstrap - above which poked a part of his biohazard tat, he now wore with pride. They talked for the next two hours. Aaron and Tony got to know all about Louis and Eric. They got to know all about how Louis' wife ran away with an another guy and then divorced Louis about three months ago. They got to know that Eric also got problems at home - he knocked up his highschool girlfriend at 17, then married her at 18 - before their kid was born and after a few years, all the love just disappeared. Now all they do is argue. She even made him wear hair extentions to cover up his bald spots. "Fuck that sucks!" said Tony. They already had a lot of beers and were getting kinda drunk. "Why the fuck would she not leave you to do what you want with your hair!" "Yeah... I know. I wanted to shave it off but..." "You should go for it. I for one think you's look really hot with your head shaved!" "Uhm... thanks. I thought of doing it anyway... even if she doesn't like it!" "You definitely should do it! We have a shaving machine upstairs if you want - we use it to shave bodyhair if we need to - but don't worry, it's clean!" "Uhmmm... I'm really tempted actually! Since all that brings me joy nowadays is going to gym with Louis or just hanging out with my buddy in general and my son... well I wanted to get revenge on her actually. I would divorce, but.... I don't think I have the balls. "Well... If neither of you aren't happy anymore, you should break up. You're son is big already isn't he? He can handle it." "Well... yeah. He's 18, but... still." "Oh fuck off with this shit Eric. My Lenny handled our divorce, which pretty much came out of nowhere. Blake can handle yours! It's been coming and coming for years!" said Louis. "I... I..." "Well... doesn't matter. I hope one day you'll find the courage!" "Yeah I hope I do. And I've made up my mind! I'm gonna shave it off." Eric said pointing at his hair. "Now?" asked Tony. "Now." "Let's go then!" They left Aaron and Louis alone by the bar. They went upstairs, back into the now empty, dark tattoo parlor. Tony opened one of the drawers and took out some shaving cream, clippers and a razor. Then he led Eric to the bathroom. They stood in front of a mirror, above the wash-basin. "Why are you so nice and helpful?" asked Eric out of the sudden. Tony laughed: "You both seem nice, plus I'd lie if I said you weren't hot. And you just seem in need of help. You know... to break free you could say. Now are you ready for the "upgrade"?" "Yeah, let's do it." Eric took off his shirt - revealing his nice physique, hairy chest, and a thick treasure trail, connecting his chest hair and pubes. Tony took off Eric's extension, to reveal, that the top of his head was almost devoid of any hair - just a little bit in the middle, separating his bald spot - connected to his forehead and his other bald spot - in the back of his head. He turned the clippers on and started shaving his hair. Once his hair was cropped really short - leaving only a stubble, he took out the shaving cream, razor and shaved it off completely. He then washed Eric's head. Then dryed it, revealing Eric's now completely bald, shiny scalp. "You look fucking hot!" Tony exclaimed. "I guess I do! I look fucking hot! Thank you Tony!" said Eric, smiling at himself in the mirror. "Now let's get back! Show your new look!" Tony laughed. "Yeah." Eric said, turned around, revealing a clearly visible bulge in his pants. "Wow! You're really enjoying your "transformation" aren't you?" Tony grinned. Eric realised, how visible his bulge was and went really red with shame. "Uhmm.... yeah... sorry 'bout that." he laughed nervously. "Don't worry 'bout it! You look fucking hot! You have the right to get hard from it! If you weren't straight, I'd totally try to fuck you with your new look!" Eric went red again. 30. "Fuck! You look good bud!" exclaimed Louis as soon as he saw Eric's new look. Eric looked like he thought so as well, because his bulge was still heavily pronounced in his pants. They drank again, laughing and joking. Louis and Eric told Tony and Eric about their sons - Lenny, Louis' 19-year old, and Eric's 18 year old son Blake. As the time (and beers) went by, the conversation turned to sex out of the sudden. "I always wondered how it worked with you... you know... gay sex." Louis said and added: "You know... who is the giver and the reciever... do you switch or what? I'm just really curious." "Well... depends on the people who fuck together. The one fucking is called a top and the one getting fucked is called a bottom. But it ain't that simple. For example: me and Tony are both what's called versatile, meaning we like fucking and getting fucked. Tony ends up on top more times than me though." Aaron was happy to explain. "Got it! But why does Tony end up on top more times than you tho?" "Well... he's got the bigger cock out of the two of us and a lot of times... I just think it's too good of a cock to waste." Aaron laughed. Kev came around with an another round of beers. "Hey... bartender!" said Eric a little drunkenly. "Yeah?" Kev turned around. "First of all..." Eric laughed like a drunk teen: "nice ass! And second of all: What's that tattoo peaking above your jockstrap?" "You wanna see it?" asked Kev, eager to show it off. "Uhm... yeah if you'd show it." Eric said. With that, Kevin dropped his jockstrap to his knees, exposing his soft cock and his biohazard tattoo, which now rested right above his cock - where his now shaved pubes would be - the top "horns" poking above the jockstrap. "Haha... you guys really don't shy around!" Eric laughed, looking at Kev's cock and continued: "Why that tattoo anyway?" "Oh, that's a biohazard symbol." Tony explained. "It means the guy who has it has HIV - he's poz." "Oh... really? Did you get it by accident, or... willingly?" Louis asked. "Well... we all got it willingly... that's called bug chasing! I actually pozzed both of these studs!" Tony smirked. "Really? Why?" Tony explained, what was so sexy about the virus... at least for him. And then Aaron and Kev both added their versions. "Fuck! Now that you explained it... I must admit it sounds... kinda hot!" Louis confessed. "Oh does it? I wasn't expecting a pair of straight guys to get it!" Tony smiled. "I was actually fantasizing about it ever since my wife left me... you know... gay sex." Louis confessed. "Oh... really?" "Yeah. You know... I don't get much sex nowadays and I'm just... just so horny! My cock is all hard for the fourth time just this evening! The first time was when I was gettimg my tattoo, the second one was when Eric showed up looking all hot with his shiny, bald head, the tgird time when the bartender showed us... well all of it and now that you've told your stories about the bug or whatever!" "Well... why fantasize about it? You could try it right now! You're in a gay bar for fuck's sake!" Tony laughed. "You're hot as fuck! For example I wouldn't be on offense if you asked me to fuck you!" "You wouldn't?" "No, not at all." "Ok! Let's do it then!" "Wait! What?" Eric looked Luois' way. "Oh come on! Fuck it! I'm single now! After 12 years! I'm free to do whatever I want! Plus you got me really horned up with your look." Louis said, as he put his hand on the back of Eric' shiny bald head and stroked it. He took a breath and pulled his friend closer, into a deep kiss. The kiss ended. Eric looked deep into his friend's hungry eyes and said: "Ok. I'll propably just watch." Tony and Aaron both smirked at each other. This was gonna be a lot of fun. "Kev? What time is it?" "Half past two." "Ok. Let's close up! We have some more work to do."

Left home 2 hours ago with the bf load in me after a nice hard morning session and I was craving more so on my way to the office I opened Grindr, found 2 college dudes (22-24) that were horny, who am I to refuse a chance to help a bro out? ;) Ended up getting spit roasted and took them both hard, got 4 loads in total from them. Love how college boys encourage each other to go harder and how eager they are to perform in front of each other texted the bf as I left and told him he’s gonna have a nice full pussy to eat for lunch today ?

During lunch I got a text from a friend telling me how horny he and his partner are so I canceled a meeting and 15 minutes later I was naked in their living room, on my knees sucking their very hard cocks (7” & 8.5”) they didn’t have much time so I was on all 4 and the smaller one got behind me noticed my wet pussy and he told his partner “this bitch is already loaded” and shoved his cock balls deep while I had his partners cock in my mouth, shoving it deeper down my throat. I was spit roasted and double penetrated till they both unloaded deep in me and I returned to the office a very happy slut

I got home and my boyfriend did not even notice that I was a little flush and not sure if he could smell it but I kept smelling Adams cum. That is partly because I slide my finger down my panties while I was a stop sign and rubbed it across my vagina and pulled it up and smelled it and I think I got some of his cum on my nose but I loved it. I tried to collect myself while I started to get ready for bed and fell sleep with a smile on my face and cum in my pussy. The next day I got up and went to school and when I ran into Adam he said he really needed to study but his gf was coming in for a few days and could not get together but he told me that Abdul needed help in the same subject, he text Abdul and asked if he was available tonight so I could help him study. He had not even ask me if I was free and assumed I was going to help him, I was and I could really think about was him fucking me again and cumming inside me. He turned to me and told me we def need to study together as soon as my Girl friend leaves as he rushed off to class saying I am gonna text you Abdul's address be there at 430 after class okay. He walked fast and I thought wish he had pinned me against the wall and fucked me before he left. I collected my thoughts and rushed off to class. I used my gps in class to find out where I was heading after and it was three blocks away. Not to bad, we left out early so I grabbed a drink and heading towards Abdul's place. I arrived and it was really nice, he had the top floor of a three story building, he walked out in shorts and a tank top and invited me up. I climbed the stairs and he invited me in and I could tell he was not wearing underwear, his penis looked huge. He had me sit on the sofa and he offered me glass of water and disappeared into his room and came back with his World History book and tossed it on the table. He sat next to me and the material around his dick was tented. His penis rested over his leg and in my direction. There was a little wet spot like he had just peed when he was in his room. We talked for a little while while he told me what he needed help with and I could barely listen and before you knew it I was rubbing his dick and he started to get hard. He leaned own and whispered in my ear, go ahead and take it out. I did not even look at him but I ran my hand up his leg, and fished out this thick brown dick. He was uncut and it was beautiful. He moved and pulled down his shorts and then rested his hips down and put his hand on the back of my head and I slowly went down toward his dick and he lifted it with his left hand and pulled back the skin for me to see his leaking head and I opened my mouth and started to suck him. He made a moan and leaned back as I tried to get it all in my mouth and throat. I was able to get about half way down and I felt his hand on the back of my head and before I knew it he had popped it in my throat and I could not breath. I started to panic and he let up and I came up for air. He grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom and he undressed me and and fondled my breast and pinched my left nipple. That made me jump and he laid down on the bed and patted his hand and told me to suck him like this and I did, he lifted my right led and slide under me and started to eat me out, I was moaning and he guided his dick into my mouth and I sucked his dick as he stuck hid tongue deep inside me and played with my clit and I felt it coming and I arched my back as I came off his dick and came hard in Abdul's mouth. He held me there as I was shaking and then guided me over and started rubbing his huge dick on my clit and then pushed lower and slowly guided it into me as I was stretching, god was he huge and finally he bottomed out and I was able to catch my breath. I started to speak and he put his hand over my mouth and said, no talking. Then he started to fuck me slowly as first and I would whimper in pain and then the picked up the pace and this went on for about ten minutes and once he realized I was moaning he took his hand off my mouth and and kissed me as he fucked and tore up my pussy and then he shoved in me deep and shot his load. He stayed right there and after about a minute he pulled out and hopped in the shower. I was not sure if I should follow him or what so I got up and started to head in but he leaned out and said he would be out in a minute, go ahead and get dressed. I did and he hopped out naked and dried off in front of me and got dressed. He leaned in and kissed me again and said I need to study Thursday be here the same time? I said sure, and he walked me to the door and let me out and locked it. WTF, I thought on the way home. Does study mean fuck? I did not care really but I knew Adam and Abdul were hot fucks and I wanted more of their big dicks and cum.

I had already took a load earlier from a pakistani cab taxi driver so was full and lubed already. 2AM got a message on my cell phone, " u want fuck" I thought it was the cab driver from earlier wanting more, it wasnt, it was a tall chunky hairy pakistani driver who had got my number from the guy earlier who had fucked me. He told me that a few drivers had numbers of women that they pass between each other for sex, however; i am more reliable to get fucked and less complicated.he fucked me good and was excited that his mates load was in my arse from earlier.

4. “I’m going to keep you my horny little cock slut till you cant take it any longer. How does that sound boy?” “Thank you, Sir.” My cock throbbed against the cage but more importantly my hole pulsed around the plug still lodged deep inside of me. “Good boy. I’ve got a long night of pussy wrecking planned for you.” He grabbed me hard behind my head and drew me close to him. Roughly he stuffed his tongue in my mouth again, biting at my lip. He held me by my hair, tight against him. He bit my ear lightly and said “Go get on the bed with that cunt in the air. I’m ready to breed my pussy again.” I basically ran to the bedroom and leapt onto his bed. Sir followed slowly his cock swinging in front of him. I stuck my ass in the air and grabbed onto both cheeks the plug sticking straight up in the air. Sir grabbed the plug and slowly started to pull. As he did I felt my ass lips being pulled open. It took a long moment for my hole to open wide enough to let the plug base out. I gasped when it did and pushed back on it. Sir pushed the plug back into making me groan. He did it again, and again. Slowly working up to fucking me with the plug base. It snapped in and out of my hole and I pushed back against it till my hole barely closed around the plug each time. Finally, Sir tore the plug from me completely with a wet sound, my face was buried in the mattress after the plug fucking and I only heard him spit and then felt his cock head dive into my ruined hole. He slammed all the way in with one stroke. I grunted but my hole was so open I felt nothing but pleasure. I reached back behind me and held my hole open for him. “Damn this pussy has loosened up better than I thought,” Sir said as he pulled his cock completely out of me and then slammed back in. “You’ll be taking my fist in your cunt in no time boy. You’re rings already starting to look nice and blown out.” I felt something else slide into my hole and realized he had stiffed two fingers into my hole next to his cock. He was fingering me and fucking me and I could take it no problem. My hole, I now came to understand, had always been meant to be fucked, I had just been doing it wrong. Sir pummeled my hole. He pounded me harder and harder, getting his cock as deep as it would go. At some point I he worked two more fingers into me. When his breathing finally started to change and I knew he was getting close he had three fingers in my hole next to his cock and he had flipped me on my back. As Sir’s pace began to change I started to understand why Sir called my hole a pussy and a cunt. That was how I felt, a loose hole made for cock. My cunt felt so good stretched around Sirs cock. This was who I was supposed to be. Just then Sir slammed his cock as deep as it would go and pulled his fingers from my cunt. His cock throbbed deep inside of me as he deposited his seed. Sir put the slick fingers that had just been in my hole next to my lips and without being told to I opened up and licked the cum and ass juice off of them greedily. Sir smiled at me, his forehead slick with sweat. Once his cock had softened he pulled out of me. “Stay right there,” he said. He opened the same draw he had when he pulled me the first time and pulled out a bigger plug. He lugged a big glob of spit onto its head and rubbed it on my gaping pussy. It popped in easily, and I smiled. “Good boy. You’ve passed the first tests with flying colors.” “Thank you, Sir!” “Now, let’s see how well you do with the rest of the night. Are you ready for the next test boy?” “Yes, Sir!” “Good, get dressed. You’re going to visit a friend of mine.”

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."

My name is Audrey, I am 20 and I have a boyfriend he is a computer geek and although we have sex we have never had enough for my liking. Jared is okay with twice a month. We have been together a year and I have to admit, for the first six months I was really good and took care of myself between our two sex sessions a month. I tried to keep my mind busy with hanging out with friends and staying active. Since I am in college it is not hard to do, I joined a study group and it consisted of two of us girls and four guys. We would get together and study and the guys would make comments about us and what we were wearing etc. It was harmless, Nancy took offense and left the group. That left me with my four sexy classmates to try to focus on my work. One night Adam asked me if he could talk to me after, Adam was tall 6'3 190 blonde with blue eyes and beautiful white teeth. I hung back and asked Adam what was up and he said he wanted to talk to me in private so we walked and he shared that he was failing one of his classes and needed some help. He asked me if I could help him, I asked what subject and he said World History was the worst as we walked we ended up right in front of his building and he invited me up. We sat on the soft and talked and he got his book out and as we sat there it went silent, I could feel the sexual tension in the room and he leaned in and kissed me. I did not stop him but when he came up for air I told him I had a boyfriend. He said what does that matter, I have a girlfriend. I wanted to be faithful but I did not have the will to stop, I leaned in and kissed him as he started to grope my breast and unbutton my top. I paused a moment to think about stopping him but he had my top off before I knew it and my bra followed. He grabbed my tit and starts to suck and nipple my nipple and his hands went for my skirt and he had it unzipped and ready to fall of as he pulled me up and I was standing there in my panties and those were only one for a couple more minute. I was naked and so wet already. He lifted my left leg and started to eat me out and I was moaning and shaking and I came. He got up and leaned in and kissed me and then then slipped his shorts down and his big boner sprung out. Had to be 9 and pretty thick. I got down and started to suck him and see what I could take and after two minutes he gabbed me and carried me to his bed and set me down and moved my legs spread wide and pushed me back on the bed and started to finger me and then press his big head in side me. I wanted to tell him to put something on like a condom but no words came out and be fore I released he was deep inside me and fuck me me and I was moaning like a bitch in head. This went on for twenty minutes and then he shot in side me and just left his dick in there and slowly pumped it in and out of me. I was so hot, he seemed to be moving faster and faster and then he started pounding me and I cam just before he did. He pulled out and told me it was getting to late to study but he really needed my help and asked if I was free at 8 PM tomorrow. I said I should be and he told me he would text me and and this was all going on as I was getting dressed and cum was dripping at the down my led a little. I got dressed and left thinking how amazing that was and how we never really talked about it and then acted like it never happened. I thought it was hot and it might just be a one time thing or something. I went home to my boyfriend and thought how much I loved having Adams cum inside me.

My hole has been underfucked this entire new year. After taking 2 loads from my fwbs yesterday, I wasn’t having much luck on the apps. Fortunately, it was Tuesday Latin Leche night in Queens. When I got there, I got fucked by a (1) short latin chub, (2) thick Native American, (3) lean older Asian, (4) hung black daddy, & (5) flipped with an older guy with a muscle twink body. The party has a number of dark rooms to cater to all the closeted DL guys there. As a result, 1 has to rely on deciphering shadowy figures and feeling Each other up to discern mutual interest. Fortunately, I’ve been on my gym game and was looking hot in the dark lol The highlight of the evening was when the black guy took me into 1 of the private bedrooms, fucked my brains out for like 30 mins, and then preceded to suck and lick me all over. I got some #’s from the party and left with my hole destroyed with 5 loads in total. Husband is going on vacation 1/18-1/22 so I’m planning on hosting 2 groups; a daddy and younger guys party. HMU if you’re in the NYC area and want to join. ?

So I get a hit from A4A from a 24yo guy 5’7” 128. Dreadlocks and skinny, I’m like “jackpot” Noah’s Arc! He cums over and strips and starts face fucking and gagging me. I’m loving it. Not thick or a monster but 7” thin and slipped down my windpipe. After a while and making sure he was hard as a rock he fucks my hole. I told him I like it rough and he used my hole like cunt, slapping and grabbing it and acknowledging that he almost came in my “Asian pussy.” He was even chocking my neck lightly it was hot. I told him to fucken wreck and smash my pussy. Telling him my cunt was made for black dick to use. Told him to not to cum and to use my fuck hole, pound it till he breeds it. “Fucken asian cunt, you like raw black dick up your fuck chute.” As he slam his huge balls against my ass. Fucken feels great to feel them swing and hit against my ass. He stops several times not wanting to cum up my ass. He suddenly lifts my ass in doggy position and breeds me deep the second hole while I milk ever drop. He pulls out a giant glob of boy spunk plops out, you can hear it. My aaa is wrecked. I ltext him and let him know to tell his buddies. “I’ll let them know..”

TA DA!!!!!! Have started new chapters in at least 4 of my stories. Hopefully will have them all done by this next weekend. Hope all you hornies can wait and are eagerly awaiting the newest adventures.

The same in my mother tongue (Hungarian), I guess it comes from Yiddish as well. If I try to translate to English: when the cock is rising up, the mind is stopping. LoL

Follow up Part II A. The twink in the bushes The empty road ahead seemed endless while Rick is driving back from Jake’s place. Still high on tina, he is feeling as though this night isn’t over yet. Thoughts of violent rape scenes and images from the movies he had seen at Jake’s place raze and flash through his mind. He knows it now: This was definitely the hottest and craziest thing he has ever done. “It was fucked up and sick”, he thinks, while noticing the boner in his pants throbbing. He decides to pull over at the known cruising area by the motorway bypassing the city, a parking spot with a little path leading back to a busy area. He has been there before, usually on his way back home from clubbing or bathhouse visits in the city, and there was always something good going on there. Guys sniffing poppers and pulling their cocks out and fucking each other, why wait another second? Usually he sits in the car for a while, watching people get in and out of their cars, but this time he gets out and walks straight into the bush. Four cars are on the parking lot and a tall guy dressed in leather who is standing at the entrance to the bushes starts following him. Rick walks the path through the bushes, illuminated by the moonlight, and sees several guys, vaguely, his eyes still having to adopt to the dark. For a moment he feels the cold air and wonders what he’s doing there if he could probably have some good sex at home, but then he looks at the shadows intertwined with each other and hears moaning. Two guys are fucking there. He can’t see who they are but he is instantly turned on. He wants to join them and turn the bottom into a cum whore, inject another load deep in his guts. Shit, he remembers, they might not even be fucking raw. He walks on and sees a very young looking guy in sports clothes staring at him firmly. When he looks into his eyes, the boy looks down. He must be in his late teens or early twenties at most. Strange, he thinks: usually he is not really into the whole shy twink thing but now he is hot as hell for it. He probes his feelings and reaction to the boy's physique. Does he really get turned on by this shy young boy who looks really unexperienced? What is the logic behind this, after all a boy like that who most likely has a bunch of inhibitions just can't give the same as a guy who is on the same wavelength as oneself.. Right? But the only conclusion he can come to is that he is intuitively drawn to the young boy like a magnet. He passes him close by and turns around briefly, looking at the twink's body. His tool is throbbing in his pants and there is nothing he wants more than to enter this twink quite forcefully and mercilessly. He imagines the twink getting fucked for the first time without consent, listening to his moaning and expressions of pain, holding him down and grabbing him by the neck, forcing him into giving up resisting. He would like to rape him all-round. But how about those alarm bells, alerting him to the ethical unrealness of this image, to the fact of hurting someone intentionally against their will, something he tended to be averse to? He was listening hard, but the alarm bells he had been able to perceive so clearly before at Jake's place are... Gone. It's all quiet. And in the background rings his burning desire to invade the twink's hole and fuck him.. Poz him with his unmedicated fuck juice. "Poz him", he thinks, and contemplates the ring of these words. Although he has heard them lots of times he has never really been into that sort of thing. The words he just pronounced, quietly to himself, sounded to him like a sweet drug, pure pleasure, unlimited enjoyment which formerly had been forbidden. This is so hot, can he really program himself to let it all out, all the forbidden stuff he has maybe been blocking from coming to full blooming.. Is that what is going on here? Is he taking control and putting himself in charge of his enjoyment, in a perverted way (how hot the words 'perverted' ring in his ears), bypassing all moral limitations? He wonders how this is possible. Suddenly his only thought is *Yesss!*, and he turns around toward the twink, intuitively touching his own pants, fumbling around his erect cock while looking into the twink's eyes. The twink quickly turns his eyes down for a second, then returning his gaze to meet Rick's eyes. As Rick feels the twink's gaze and looks at his face he feels his cock throbbing. Man, what injection did this guy Jake give him? It has been hard like a rock all this time. The twink stares at his package and briefly, almost cautiously, raises his eyebrows, and Rick looks back at him grinning. He pulls his pants down and strokes his cock. The twink immediately comes closer and looks up to Rick, who answers with a smile. He bows over to him and says, in his sexiest voice, "Feel like going into the bushes?" The twink nods. He pulls up his pants and they walk further down the path along the stream until they come to a dark spot in the bushes. Walking further down, there is a little wooden table and Rick stops there. He leans back against the table and smiles at the twink, who looks undecided. He pulls down his pants again and starts rubbing it. The twink seems to loosen up, breathes heavily while whispering "yeah", while unbuttoning his jeans. He gets it out and starts jerking off frenetically while staring at Rick's hand moving up and down his shaft. He comes closer, drawn to it as if wanting to smell it. "You wanna suck my balls?" Rick says. The twink nods and gets down on his knees. He starts licking Rick's balls. "He's actually good at this", Rick thinks while the twink moves his tongue up slowly to his gland and then quite quickly (as if unable to resist any longer) takes Rick's hard cock into his mouth. Rick moves the twink head back and forth and the twink is visibly excited, beating his own flesh harder and harder. Rick starts moving faster and skullfucking him with a bit more force. The twink protests, most likely involuntarily, because after a brief gag he pulls Rick by the ass and takes his cock deep throat. "Yeah", Rick moans and feels kinky at the boy, he wants him entirely. He wants to defile him, every inch of his youthful body, he yearns for contaminating him inside out with his viral biohazard sperm. Thinking these thoughts reinforces a cycle of crude agression and violence he feels inside and he feels it growing until he is ready to unleash it on the boy. He moans with please and says "Do you wanna get fucked?" The twink stops doing what he's doing and turns his head upwards, looking doubtful. He looks at Rick scrutinizingly and hesitates. He gets up and says "yeah man, but it has got to be with a condom", as if he is anticipating what Rick has coming for him. "Have you got one?" Rick asks, and the twink nods. Surprisingly, Rick is not disappointed in the slightest. He intuitively knows what to do, he remembers a video he saw recently of a guy punching a condom with a bunch of pins. "It can't be that hard to wreck a rubber", he thinks. He remembers the times he fucked with condoms before, and on some occasions the condom actually broke. This was harder with certain types of condoms, and he is hoping the twink will produce a suitable one. The twink gets out the condom and some lube which he passes to Rick, then hesitates as Rick opens the lube, taking back the condom. It's obvious the twink wants to put it on himself. The twink puts the condom on Rick's shaft and turns around, grabbing his own cock and starting to masturbate again. Rick lubes up and touches the boy's ass with his finger. His hole is tight. "That's hot", he whispers to the twink, and pushes his cock against the twink's hole, teasing him, while the twink moves his ass back and forth, seemingly trying to put it over Rick's gland. But Rick wants to taste his ass first, he moves down on his knees and starts licking the twink's crack. "Yeahhh", he hears the twink moaning. "Fuck yeah", he says, while touching his own cock and remembering he has a condom to split. He inserts his tongue deep up the twink's tight hole and twists it around. The twink moans. "This fuck is going to be so damn hot", Rick thinks. The twink is busy now, jerking off hard and moaningly drifting off into his own world, seemingly using his ass musculature to take in Rick's intention to get it in there. Rick pulls on the condom with one hand. He twitches and turns it with the other while using his fingernail. The condom breaks. Rick feels triumph and relief. Everything is ready now. He gets up and checks the condom. His big red gland and part of his foreskin is sticking out of the condom. He briefly bows down to reinsert his tongue in there, saying "fuck yeahhhh" and then puts his gland into the boy using his fist. The twink moans and jerks harder. As Rick goes deeper he briefly protests vocally, but Rick keeps moving in a steady rhythm, slowly, not quite giving it full power yet. He opens the bottle of poppers he got from Jake and passes it to the twink, who sniffs if greedily. He then takes four big whiffs himself. As he fucks the twink harder and harder he feels like everything around him dissolves, and there is only him and the boy's hole. He grabs him by the shoulder, calling out "fuck yeah, this is so hot", and the twink moans "yeahhhhh". He feels the heat in his lower body, his balls, his intestines. Suddenly he feels it's Jake fucking the boy. He would do it differently somehow, he thinks. Harder, more ruthless, colder. Cruel.. Callous. He imagines Jake being poz. How would Jake poz that little fucker? He stops and breaths out heavily. This is so damn hot, he thinks. He passes the poppers on to the boy again, who says "yesssss" and sniffs at least six times. He takes some himself and relaxes. Now he will shoot him up with poz cum. He thrusts in deep. He looses track of everything for a brief moment. Is this him fucking or is it Jake? He thrusts in with force and moves in and out rhythmically, he feels his balls tingling and ready to cum. "Do you want me to cum in the condom?" He asks. "Yeah", the twink moans, visibly immersed in enjoyment. "Here it comes", Rick says. "Here it fucking comes", he repeats. He is going to poz the little fucker, shoot his dirty load. His thoughts fade and he feels his cum bursting into the twinks hole. He doesn't make a sound and keeps moving. Now his cum load is inside. He increases the speed of his rhythmic thrusts and bangs the twink's ass like a hammer, churning that load. "Yeahhh...", he calls out. The twink says "I'm gonna cum" and rubs it until he cums, spraying it over the grass. Rick can hear it falling and hammers it in deep. "Phew" he sighs while pulling it out of the twink, who quickly turns around and checks if the condom is still on. Damn, Rick thinks, and quickly puts his hand over the gland. The twink seems content with feeling the condom's presence on the base and says "Damn, that was hot". Rick asserts and they walk back. "Can I have your number?" He asks him. "I just lost my phone", Rick answers. "But we'll see each other around." The twink doesn't insist and they say goodbye. Rick starts the car and drives home. Part II B. Jake Jake sits in his living room and sips his drink. He watches the body laying next to him. How he loves male bodies, there's probably no other person in the world who loves them quite as intensely as he does. He wants male flesh almost like a meth addict needs meth. He would probably give up everything else for it if he ever had to choose. The body twitches. Well, time to get to work, Jake thinks. He gets up, puts the straight porn movie back on, and cleans the towels away. He then walks to the kitchen and pours another beer in a glass for Frank. Let's add some drops, he thinks, and takes out a different vial, dripping in a couple of drops. He returns to the living room. Frank is sitting on the bed. "Damn, that hurts", Frank says. "What the hell happened?" Jake stares at him and says: "You don't remember? You had too much. You went totally crazy, man. You even put in a dildo, and you shat on my sheets." Frank looks confused and turns deep scarlet red. "Fuck", he says. "I'm sorry man, I can usually take quite a bit." Jake grins and says "yeah.. that I know. Here, I got you one more beer." - "Thanks", Frank says and accepts the beer. He starts sipping it slowly. "So.." Jake begins. "What did you think about the guy that was here?" Frank frowns, obviously making great efforts to remember everything. "That faggot? At least he had a good hole." Frank's cock started getting hard. He sipped more beer. They watch the porn movie, silently, for a while, drinking. Then suddenly Frank's face freezes. He looks at Jake. Jake can see he is all pale, which is surprising. "What's wrong?" he says. Frank says "what the hell did that guy do to me?" Jake looks into Frank's eyes. His pupils are dilated. Maybe it's time. "Not much", he says. "He just fucked you with his HIV positive dick for a little while.. I filmed it, in case you want to watch?" Frank gazed at Jake in disbelief for at least three seconds. Enraged, he shouts "you sick motherfucker, you're fucking dead!" and tries to punch Jake in the face. Jake grabs him by the wrist. "Now, now", he hushes. "Just relax for a second. We don't want your heart going crazy on us." Frank looks faint and tired. "Bwwwhat.." he slurs. "Just relax now. Relax.." Jake says firmly. He lets go of Frank's wrist. Frank attempts to get up but stumbles. "Careful, careful" Jake admonishes and catches Frank in his arms. Frank is limp. He slaps him on the cheeks. No reaction. He measures his pulse. Good, he thinks. Now we can finish what we started. To be continued..

There is an old Yiddish saying that "When the cock is hard the mind is soft", so not surprising.

PART 10 I backed up towards the bench, as the new stranger in my booth turned his back to me and fed a few tokens into the booth’s machine til a gay porn appeared on the screen. Now, he turned and faced me. He was taller than me and thin, with a mustache. It was hard to tell in the dark, but he was 35, maybe 40? After looking to the door to make sure it was locked, he slid off his shoes and then his pants and underwear, so he was naked for the waist down. He walked over to me and grabbed at my shirt and pulled it up and over my head, tossing it on the bench. Next my shorts were pulled down and thrown on the bench. I was naked in the booth. I looked down to see an already hard cock, long with a big mushroom head and low hanging balls that swung freely. “You like getting fucked don’t you” he whispered. I just nodded. “How many guys have fucked you so far?” He asked. “Two” i whispered back. “Turn around and show me your hole.” He whispered. I immediately spun around and spread my legs wide and bent over, using the bench to brace my knees and the wall to lean into. I felt his hands grip my cheeks and spread me wider. Then the roughness of his beard as it grazed the inside of my ass cheeks. Then his tongue as it licked and stabbed and swirled around my asshole. I gasped and moaned and bucked my hips as he teased my sensitive hole with his mouth. Finally coming up for air I felt hi leaning over me as he whispered “they came inside you.” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement of fact. I felt hi lining up his cock as he pushed and I felt that pressure and then the sharp pain as it gave and three inches of cock slid into me. I focused on relaxing as he worked into me. He was aggressive but not trying to hurt me. I clenched my jaw as my hole began to relax and take his cock. He wasn’t the thickest but he was long and soon he was fucking me deep and giving me long strokes. My hard cock would hit my belly once in a while as he fucked me harder and harder. I didn’t need to touch it. The feelings in my hole were completely satisfying. I could hear his breathing getting quicker and his pumping get erratic and focused on pushing back. With a deep thrust and a grunt, he pumped load number three into me, as he collapsed over me. I felt his cock throb as he worked to make sure he had pumped out all of his sperm into my guts. I ground back into him greedily, wanting to make sure he gave me every drop. “Hungry little slut” he whispered laughing. Without a word, he slid out and quckly dressed. I was so weak kneed, I just slid into the bench and managed to get my T-shirt on. As I caught my breath, he straightened up, slid open the lock and with a quick open and shut was out the door. The porn played on, as some guy got his giant cock sucked by another hot guy. I sat, still naked from the wAist down, in my T-shirt with my shorts draped over my lap. My cock was still hard, my hole was tender, but the sounds and that smell... that smell of cum and sex, just wouldn’t let go of me. I told myself to get up and lock he door, to give myself a moment to collect myself and then get going. I had gotten fucked three times in the last thirty minutes or so. I am definitely going to get up and lock the door. In one minute. I had two reasons for that. One to give my legs a chance to stop shaking from being bent over like that over and over. And two, and I didn’t want to admit it, but I thought maybe I will give it one minute and if nobody comes in, then I really can lock the door and leave. The gay porn was playing loud and clear, so anyone outside it knew what I was watching. I was still naked from the waist down. And I was about to get up and lock the door. I had almost begun to stand up when I heard it. It was definitely getting louder and closer, the sound of a person walking, shoes sliding on the hallway floor, then pausing outside my door. I could see the shadow of someone from the edge under the door. That almost nauseating bundle of nerves and fear and excitement hit me, as I watched the door knob slowly start to turn. He didn’t hesitate. He just slid in and closed the door, quickly locking it behind him, before turning to face me. And as I looked at him, I decided immediately not to be shy. Not for this guy. And I quickly pulled my shorts off my lap and stood up to offer myself for his inspection. And even though I’d already been there and my hole was well used, this guy had relit my fire. He was hot. And please I thought to myself, please want to fuck me.

A Swedish artist created this ingenious contraption to let men experience the vulnerable feeling of being exposed. As an art piece it doesn't work, but I really, really want one!

I would love to be stealthed and have him tell me after he had cum in me.

Just back from a trip to Las Vegas , it really is sin city. Woke up with early in the COSMO with jet lag early on Christmas Day , BF still asleep. When on to BBRTS and saw there was a hot 40's ex forces DILF in the hotel. Neither of us could accommodate so we arranged to meet on a conference floor by the lift. He was there first , I wasn't disappointed , cute little ass . We found a toilet in a quiet corner , and moved in to the disabled cubicle. He pulled his pants down to show a lovely sort white ass , cheeks like 2 floury rolls , he started playing with him self so I pushed him round so that I could finger his ass. He lubed him self up and started sniffing poppers , I just pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my very hard cock in to him. Not much resistance , I was soon balls deep. As I handnt cum for a fews days I had a very full load , he was nervous because the toilet was very public and kept begging me to load him up. I pushed him over to get a good handle and he grabbed the support rails (always an advantage of disabled toilets. I fucked him deep and came in him in 4-5 spurts.

It’s not really a big surprise to me for a couple of reasons. 1. People are fucking liars. Saying you’re “safe” makes you sound responsible and will open you up to a lot of guys who are scared to bb. 2. Bb is easier and waaaaayhotter (mentally). I remember before I conned my daddy into letting me get on prep. (For the 2 times a year we did three ways lol) I was still cheating like crazy, but I always had to be safe (which really cut down on my options). Well the first guy who really took control of me (with his arm around my throat choking me), pushed his bare cock up against my hole, and said, “I don’t need to use a condom with a boy like you, do I?” I whimpered, “No, sir” and he raw fucked my bitch brains out and bred me for the first time (since I was with my daddy)! He loaded me up 3 times and choked me till I was dizzy. It was by far the hottest sex I’d had in many years all because I was taking s chance with my health (and he was a true dom stud).

I think, too it's to impress their friends (not fuck buds) online about how responsible they are being....absolutely. And it goes for bottoms too. I want a dollar for every Safe Sex Only man I've loaded with my seed. I could retire!

totally my experience, too.

Feels like live blogging today lol the bf asked me to come home with a few more loads so opened Grindr, found a fuckbud online and I stopped by his place for a quick fuck since he had to go meet his wife for dinner so I got there dropped my pants as he threw me on the carpet, legs up and rammed his cock deep in, 10 minutes later I had his babies deep in me and as I left I saw a message on Grindr from a top nearby (200m away) told him I was close, loaded and asked if wanted to add his load, his response was “fuck yeah” and I was on my way. He was a kisser and started feeling my ass feeling my cummy hole and growled in my mouth. I told him I have a bf that wanted my pussy full of cum and he got even harder he immediately pushed me on all 4 and teased my cummy hole with his cock head (6.5” thick) till I begged him to shove it in me and fuck me hard he obliged and went to town on my hole, fucking hard and loving my sloppy hole for almost 10 minutes till he dropped his first load and kept on going so 20 min later I got his second load deep inside me Now I’m on my was back to the bf with a pussy full of cum for him to munch on

I can't count the number of "safe-only" tops that have fucked me bareback. Many of them hit me up on the apps (where I specifically say I'm a bareback cumdump). Sometimes, I'll call them on it and say "I don't think we're a match, because I don't play safe." That is almost ALWAYS followed by, "That's cool. I'll fuck you bare." I've started thinking that it's just for show. They don't want people to know they bareback cause they'll look "irresponsible" or "sketchy" or "easy". I don't really care, as long as they're cumming inside me!

Part 4 I could not believe what I was hearing and it took me a minute to parse what he had said. Something about finally transforming into a true cumdump like he was meant to be. Right before all my backed up charged cum took control of my soul I made sure we were on the same page. Though honestly looking back he never stood a chance, married or not, cheating or not, that bare ass was going to have my seed in him. It took all my energy to not blast my poz seed everywhere seeing that pasty white ass shimmy to the bed, seeing it get in the prone position. I dropped my pants and pulled my briefs just down enough to let my throbbing cock out. Fuck this would be hard to not bust. I tried thinking this dude was married and wife was going to be exposed to poz cum in some fashion in an attempt to temper my cock. Somehow that thought just made me go into a fuck zone. I pressed my rod onto his tight puckered hole and slowly saw my dark meat spread and push into his white body. I kept thinking other thoughts rather than the supreme hotness of seeing my cock slowly force his cum hole to adjust. I was thrusting pretty good and I realized he was definitely no stranger to cock as he took me just fine. That is when any hesitation I had about his situation disappeared. This dude has totally been fucking quite awhile and whatever his business was was exactly this his business. But my business right now was laying pipe, seeding deep and installing windows (eventually). I felt all my poz seed welling deep down in my and finally I could not longer hold back and released a torrent of jizz. I could feel his sphincter tighten as I shot spurt after spurt of my potent DNA. Was absolutely amazing feeling my cock get milked. Finally I held still and he still milked me for all I had. After I went soft and pulled out I needed to get my head back into the window game so I stalled and just said to wait there and let my fluids do their job. I pulled my drawers up and looked as my seed was spilling out on its own. I was in heaven as I went to another room to start working knowing this dude was going to convert for sure. Hopefully that meant more sessions but I first need to get some windows done. Part 5 someday soon.

A bit late to the party but here’s my experience. I was in berlin and met the dad (hung as fuck) and we became regular fuck buds and I loved he’s technique. He started talking about his son (18) one day and told me how hung his son is too, I jokingly told him that he should bring him along. A week later we met for a fuck and he told me to remain in the bedroom, blindfolded while he has coffee with his son on the other room. After about 20 minutes it went quiet and I heard someone walking in (I was ass up and ready) and without words I felt a dick at my hole and in one shove I was full, balls deep with a huge cock and immediately felt something different cause he was totally smooth (the dad had a nice bush) when the dad came up front and had me sucking his cock he removed the blindfold and told his son to “use this bitch hard” while he rammed his cock down my throat (10” and thick) ended up taking their cocks for almost the entire night and could barely walk after that our play sessions became regular and I noticed the son was getting very horny watching the father pounding me and I asked him if he wanted to try out daddy’s cock and he almost came in my mouth from the thought a couple of days later daddy announced to his son that he’s about to take his dick and the kid instantly got hard, dad ate his son ass and loosened him up while we were making out, kissing and I sucked the son while daddy started poking his son hole with his massive cock This was such an amazing experience and the son was so horned up after taking two loads from dad that when they finished he bent me over and rammed his cock in me dry fucking me hard till he released his load (and then kept fucking 2 more loads in me) till this day we meet up a couple times a year when I visit Berlin for a hot session

While the conquest of the pelvic cunt is essential and generally superior to that of the esophageal cunt, the latter is often more dominant, degrading, and personal since it typically involves standing over the bitch, breath control, and the forced ingestion of ejaculate and other fluids. In the context of rectal copulation, re-taking the throat at the time of orgasm is a master-stroke of sexual ownership. As always, the man's instincts will direct him, either toward reproduction or domination. His will be done.

"Safe sex" is a pretty outdated concept in 2019. The term was invented as a response to HIV. Now the 'safest' guys to fuck with when it comes to HIV are poz undetectable/suppressed or guys on PreP. There's actual evidence to back this up, it's not an idea. There is no evidence supporting guys who say they are "d&d free" etc., even know what they are talking about, or if they do, if they are telling the truth. For me it's a no brainer. If you are having sex that is not monogamous, "Safe" means being on PreP or meds if you are poz. i think it's fucking awesome, we (bare backers) won this one.

Got my first loads of the New Year on New Year's Day at my favorite ABS here in Las Vegas. Stopped in there about 1pm. I tried the first booth with a red light on. The door was unlocked, so I opened it and saw a guy in his late 50's stroking a beer can sized uncut dick while watching some str8 porn. I locked the door and knelt between his legs. His cock was so thick, all I could do was suck and chew on his ample foreskin. Then as he hardened more I sucked on his swollen cockhead. Then I licked up and down his shaft and sucked his swollen balls as I stroked his thick cock. As I licked his balls, I could hear his breathing increase and he began to gasp. I put my mouth back over his cockhead as I stroked. He filled my mouth with his hot load, then pushed me off his cock as he reached for a paper towel from the dispenser and quickly pulled up his pants and left the booth, without saying a word. He still had several dollars on the video machine, so I decided I'd just stay in his booth. I sat on the chair as I heard the door open. I looked up to see a good looking guy in his early 40's checking me out. I motioned for him to come in as he locked the door behind him. I pulled out my poppers and took a couple of drags on it as he came in the booth and pulled his cock out of his zipper. His soft cock was already about 6"s. I leaned forward and began to suck on his cock. His cock swelled quickly and was soon fully hard in my mouth. He put his hand on the back of my head and began to fuck my mouth like a pussy. Soon he had both hands on the sides of my head and was ramming down my throat fast and deep. I was gagging on his cock but he wouldn't stop. Then he slammed into my throat and his cock began to throb as I tasted his cum fill my mouth. I milked his cock till I could no longer taste cum. Then he pulled out, zipped up and left. The money had run out and the video had stopped, so I left that booth and tried a few more booths that had red lights on. I finally found one with an unlocked door. I went in and found an older black guy in his early 60's stroking an 8", uncut cock. I knelt between his legs and took some hits of my poppers. Then went to work on his beautiful bbc. It took about 15 minutes of cock worship before he finally took hold of his bbc and began to stroke it fast and furious. I held my mouth over his cockhead as he stroked. Soon he was groaning and panting as his cock exploded. His cum was shooting into my mouth and all over my face and hair. I haven't seen or tasted such a huge load in a long time. When he was finished, I got up, wiped my face and left his booth. "Thanks, bitch", he said with a chuckle. I turned and smiled at him as I left his booth. I tried a few more doors and found another that was unlocked. I found a scruffy looking latino kid in his early 20's sitting on the chair, watching a str8 video. Between his legs was an older white guy in his mid 60's sucking the latino's dick. I decided to watch a bit. Since they'd left the door unlocked, I assumed they wanted to be watched. I came over to the latino kid and lifted up his tee-shirt. I began to massage and tweak his nipples. I could feel them harden as I played with them. The cocksucker seemed to be doing a great job, but he didn't seem to have much stamina. He came up of the kids cock and said, "I'm gonna' take a break". With that, he got up and left the booth. I locked the door as he left and took his place between the kid's legs. His cock was about 6", uncut. I chewed and sucked on his foreskin. Then went to work on his hard shaft. I massaged his balls as I sucked. The old guy must have been doing a good job, because it only took a few minutes of my sucking before the kid groaned and shot his load in my mouth. With that, I felt I had started the new year in style. I wiped my mouth and headed back home to finish celebrating the New Year with friends. None of them knew I had spent the afternoon taking stranger's cocks and cum in my mouth.

Hung out at rest area after work, sitting on a bench with my pipe hoping to score a trucker. Ended up noticing a guy around 40, bearded and bald just like me, sitting in his car a long time and just looking around. A few times I noticed him staring at me. It was pretty chilly despite the sunshine, so I didn't have time to play games for long. I stared at him until he noticed me, nodded at him, then got up and walked to the small section of woods behind the buildings. There's a little trail that goes down a hill and curves around back to parking lot. I stand at the bottom of the hill, up against a tree, and wait to see if the guy followed me or not. Sure enough he comes walking towards me, and once he's close enough I ask him how it's going. He says all good, just horny as hell. Lol. Me too, I reply, and motion for us to move off trail into some dense shrubbery. I drop on my knees and he wastes no time pulling out a fine 7" uncut cock. Now I've been all top dad for most of 2018, so I'm thrilled to be sucking a cock like a professional bottom. After five or so minutes, he says he can't cum from a blow job. I tell him not a problem- I drop my jeans and bend over in doggy position, and tell him to give me a good fucking. Ground was a bit muddy, but I didn't give a fuck. He gets on his knees and starts rubbing my hairy ass, then I feel him grab my hips as his cockhead rests right at my entrance. He spits a few times and pushes right into me. It was perfect size- not too big to hurt, and beefy enough to let me feel it good. He starts humping me fast, and I tell him to shoot a big nut deep inside me. I think he liked the encouragement, as his pace increased and soon he nutted as he pushed as far in as he could. He stayed inside me as he caught his breath, this slid out and tucked his cock away before I could clean it for him. He thanked me then hurried up the hill and disappeared. I stood and pulled my jeans up, and his load was already leaking out of my ass. I walked back to my car, and headed home. I'll jerk off before bed tonight, and guarantee I'll be fingering my cum filled ass as I do it.

Love getting stealth, especially from a top that says "safe only", then you feel him shoot. Or you find his load in your fucked ass after he left. My hottest stealth was a married top who said he only fucks safe, came over and rubbered-up and fucked. He'd pull out occasionally but I didn't sense he took it off. I'm facedown him on my back and he bred me deep. He fell asleep in me then woke up about 20-30 minutes later and fucked again. I thought I was wet but wasn't sure. He wanted me to stay there facedown and left quickly. His long thin dick bred me deep. So hot.

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????☣

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!

20. The following Monday Tony and Aaron made the trip to Ray's tattoo parlor as Tony had an appointment scheduled with Ray to figure out his next ink, and Aaron was thinking about getting some ink work done. When they stepped through the door Ray called-out "Lock the door and put the 'closed' sign in the window. Once done, and turning into the shop, Ray stepped forward, greeted Tony like an old friend, and Tony introduced Aaron saying "This is Aaron. He's my friend and, well... let's just say he just finally got away from something that was holding him away from living his life. And we thought be could get a few exciting things here." "Sure. Always glad to help turning a good boy into a bad one!" Ray grinned, showing them around the shop, where, after Ray said the visit was free for Tony, and if Aaron was with Tony, well, the same followed. Aaron ended up getting 10 different jockstraps a full leather get-up - only slightly different than Tony's, a fishnet shirt and one see-through shirt. Then it was time for the ink. Tony had been thinking about it all week but hadn't settled on a specific design. He did know, however, he didn't want to have both of his arms or pecs tattooed just yet. And he didn't want to cover his abs with a tattoo either. "So... Aaron. You wanna get something done as well?" asked Ray. "Uhm... I'm not really sure. I would but I don't know what to get." "Well I could show you some nice designs or you could get something pierced or just anything." "Where's Buck and Ronny?" asked Tony. "You know, the other tattoo artist and the cashier?" "Oh, they both left last week, Buck apparently got a better offer in one of the big tattoo parlors in town - a place that is busy with women and straight guys. As I'm sure you're aware, this shop is patronized almost exclusively by gay guys. And as for Ronnie, I don't even know what was the reason." "Wow, that sucks, man!" said Tony. "Yeah. That's why you had to turn the sign to closed when you came in. It's nearly impossible to do the ink, handle the piercings and also help guys looking at the clothing. I gotta find someone quick 'cause It's Monday afternoon and I'm already worn out as shit!" "Uhmm... Aaron could do it!" Tony offered. "What? Wait!" said Aaron quickly. "Oh c'mon. You yourself said you're officially filing in the papers for dropping out of your law major! This is the perfect opportunity to find a nice job! Plus I've seen your drawing and they were so fucking good!" "Really? Do you have any in your phone?" asked Rey all excited. Aaron took out his phone and showed him a few of his drawings. "Are those really yours? They're fucking great!" said Ray, who suggested "If you're interested, you could work the clothing section for the start. The salary is around $700.00 per week. And then I could maybe start teaching you how to tattoo and pierce some designs and eventually you'd do tatts and piercings full time. Then you'd earn much more. And since I'm short of employees and partner right now you'd have the title as vice-manager!" "I don't think you'll get a better offer. He's offering you a nice job and quite a nice starting salary!" said Tony. "Uhmm... Yeah! Why not! I think I'd really like it here! Yeah sure, why the fuck not! I'm taking the offer!" said Aaron with excitement. "Fuck yeah! That's amazing! When can you start?" "Uhm... so I'll file the papers tomorrow. And then I'll go in to finish it up and pay for everything that's left unpaid after my parents threw me out and stopped paying for it the day after... that'll be Wednesday. So...Thursday! I can start on Thursday!" "Fucking great!" replied Ray who added "Work starts at 9:00 A.M., and the store opens at 10:00. I'm looking forward to it!" "Yeah! Thanks Ray, me too!" "I think I got it!" said Tony as he picked his next ink. After around four hours it was done. Tony's new tattoo was a beautiful set of natural and elemental images all inside what looked like a beautiful ornament that would hang on a native shaman's wall or something. It was placed on the side of his torso, under his already tatted left arm. "Fucking cool," Aaron remarked admiringly, giving a small whistle, adding "I think, by the way, I've chosen a design for myself." This time, Tony went into the tattoo room with Ray and Aaron, to see Aaron chosen small black tunnel ear piercings, with which he looked really good. The tattoo Aaron picked was a tribal design which he wanted to place around his left arm, right under the shoulder, explaining it reminded him of a painting in his late Grandpa's house. Not only it was a beautiful design, it also made him a thousand times hotter. So how, in fact, Tony's cock stiffened up inside his pants a bit! The third and final thing Aaron picked were black bar piercings through his nips! Tony couldn't help it. When Ray was piercing Aaron's virgin nipples and inserting the two black instruments of pleasure and hotness, he started massaging his hard cock inside his jeans. "Someone's all horned up." said Ray as he finished Aaron's seconds nipple. "Fuck, yeah! I mean... just three days ago, he was a good boy - out of necessity really 'cause of his parents - and in those three days, I got him drunk for the first time, took him to get his first piercing and tattoo and fucked his hole full of poz cum." "Really?" said Ray with a grin, grabbed his cock through his black jean, and asked "You think he's ready for a recharge?" "I don't know. That's up to him I guess." Tony grinned and looked at Aaron. "Fuck yeah I'm ready!" Aaron grinned, stood up and grabbed both of their crotches. Ray and Tony both took their clothes off and Tony saw Ray naked for the first time. His skin was almost fully covered in tattoos - his arms, his chest, his back, even most of his legs. Apart from the multiple piercings on his face, he had piercings liberally placed over his body. His nipples sported big chunky silver rings, his belly button was pierced with a long curved silver bar and when he took off his underwear, his big black cock, thick and a full nine inches was revealed, sporting a big chunky PA piercing and also a set of bar piercings that ran in a straight line through his cock's underside and his ballsack, starting beneath his cockhead and ending behind his balls. Aaron got on his knees and started sucking Ray off, feeling the cold metal on his tongue and throat. Ray moaned and groaned as Tony grabbed his thick nipple rings and started twisting them. Ray was in heaven! Aaron took the cock out of his mouth, slapped himself with it across his mouth, and asked "Who's fucking me?" Tony winked at him in response, slapping his monster cock on his hand. Aaron bent over the tattoo chair and Tony pushed his cock inside his manhole again, welcomed with a wild grunt. Ray stood on the other side of the table, his cock inside Aaron's mouth, the unmistakable look of lust on his face. Tony started fucking Aaron's ass for the second time, again really hard and with no mercy, accompanied with wild grunts from all three men. Before long Tony felt his hot poz load building up. He slammed his cock in harder and harder, until he let out a wild shout and once again pumped Aaron's man cunt full of his toxic seed. He realised he snorted! Snorted like an actual pig! Reaching forward, Tony's cock still inside Aaron's hoke, he twisted Ray's pierced nipple's with such strength Ray immediately blew his huge cum load inside Aaron's mouth. Of course Aaron gulped down the load. Of course all good things had to come to an end, and as the men were cleaning themselves up Tony thought to ask "Hey Ray, you got a buttplug somewhere here?" "Yeah, sure,' Ray answered, reached into one of the drawers in the table beside the tattoo chair and locating a small black buttplug which he handed to Tony. "Thanks." said Tony as he took it from Ray's hand, popped his cock out of Aaron's hole and plugged it with the buttplug, commenting with a grin "Just heightening the chances." After Aaron successfully dropped out of college and finished his first two days working with Ray, which he rather enjoyed, he came down sick. morning he got sick. First thing Tony did was cook warm chicken soup. The second thing he did was jerking out and blowing his toxic seed into the soup, thinking that if Aaron was converting, it would've officially the first time he had pozzed a guy. The third thing he did was to text Ray: - Tony: - aaron's sick - - i think it's the FLU☣?? - - i don't think he can go to work next week - - idk when he's gonna get better??? - - Ray: - fucking hot!☣?? - - it's ok. i should be able to handle it alone for a few days. Hopefully. - i got a shipment of some brand new HIV home testing kits. you want one for aaron? the test is done in 20 mins. - Tony: - yeah thx. Pick it up on monday? - Ray: - sure - When Tony saw Aaron was feeling fine again on Thursday of that week, he was eager to find out Aaron's new status as soon as possible. Tony took a sample of his blood first and then he told Aaron to jerk off into the small cup from the testing kit. Aaron lay back on Tony's legs and jerked off as Tony played with Aaron's pierced nipples and kissed his neck. Then he took the samples back to the kitchen and left the chemistry to do it's thing. After about 20 minutes of playing with his cock overflowing with thoughts of how he propably pozzed Aaron, he came back and checked the result. POSITIVE Right then, right there, his big toxic cock exploded with poz cum inside his pants.

PART 7 The next day, I relived the experience at Tim’s. I had almost no regrets. The hiv thing scared me, but not enough to keep me from already looking forward to more. I thought about what had happened after we had fucked. Tim really seemed to like fucking me. He asked me again about the hiv thing and reminded me that In the moment, I had not only been ok with it, I had asked him for it. For his poz cum. Those words were going thru my head a lot. I knew I had said it. And the words had a weird effect on me now the next day. They scared me and made me hArd. It was totally messing with me. And I was still totally getting the “stop doing this, this is crazy” messages In my brain, but I had jerked off three times in the last 18 hours since his cock had ejaculated into me. And I was still horny. I wanted him, even still a little sore, I wanted to get fucked. By 8 that night, I was online and messaging Tim, but he wasn’t on. I waited and waited til almost ten. He must have been busy and I couldn’t just show up. I was so horny at this point, so eager to service him, to worship cock. I figured I would give it a few more minutes. My Dick was rock hard and sex was leading all thoughts. I didn’t see any hot guys on the site . I signed off and as I did, a thought occurred to me. I had driven by it many times and it was only twenty minutes Away, in the business district. I wasn’t even sure if the stories were true about the adult book store, that it was mostly a place for gay guys to hook up. Something about a maze of private video booths with 100 different pornos to pick from and that guys would go into the booths and fuck and suck. The owner of the place was gay and actually encouraged it. It sounded like an urban legend that was fake but what if it wasn’t? What if there were some hot guys, older guys like Tim, just there horny and looking to meet someone to fuck right there in the store? At 10:30 that night with a rock hard teenage cock and a hole that had just become addicted to raw man sex, it didn’t even seem like I had a choice. Even though I was literally so nervous I was nauseous, I was on my way. I was barely past my 18th birthday and on my way to my first adult book store, where I hoped that everything I heard was true and that I was on my way to meet a stranger I hoped would want to fuck me. I didn’t pretend or lie to myself. I wanted to get fucked by an older guy, no condom and no pulling out. And I wanted it so bad.

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

4. Time seemed to draw on forever, my hole clenched the spasms shocked through my cock, I twitched moaned and drooled as my ass was worked out and sweat dripped from my body. Finally I heard footsteps coming back down the stairs. It was Doc thank god and he was talking on a cell phone “Yup just coming back to him now here see for yourself” He pointed the phone at me and there was Daddy on a vid chat window looking down at my shaved body as I panted and groaned. Watching the precum steadily drip on my now completely coated waist. “He is looking good and seems to be enjoying it. Give him some water and feel free to move on to the next step” “Will do” replied Doc and he hung up the phone. With that he came over and the spasms stopped, the butt plug was gently removed from my hole. A moan escaped my lips that even to me sounded plaintive. My hole felt empty and hungry and the Doc looked down with a glint of longing in his eyes. His cock was rock hard and he began to slide it in my hole. Sighing with pleasure as he sank his whole length deep into me. My body arched and I threw me head back, welcoming the filling of my hole and making me feel complete. His thrust become hard and harder. He grabbed a small brown bottle from the cart next to the table unscrewed it and brought it up to his nose breathing deep. He brought the bottle eot my left nostril and stared at me, a slight nod of his head and I started to inhale, 3 times he had me inhale before he switched to the right. My head began to swim, my body felt hot. My heart was beating in my ears and my ass wanted more. “I knew you would like those cum dump” My moaning and grunting was getting obscene, a steady litany of asking him to fuck me hard and breed me was spewing from my mouth. With a final grunt and thrust deep again into my hole buried deep I felt his warm toxic cum again coat my hole. His body shudder with each spasm and I could feel the spurts hitting me little fingers of warmth and wet smoothing out each thrust. “Mmmmmm fuck that is one hot hole, glad I can help in knocking you up Boy, but my turn is over and now you are onto the next” With that he unstrapped me from the table and handed me a sports drink and water. “Drink those up , don’t want you to get dehydrated” I gulped the offered drink thankful for each sip. I was then helped to my feet, slightly unsteady and still dizzy Doc lead me back to the showers where we washed up. “Here let me help you get really clean before I pass you on” Doc then bent me over and grabbed a thin hose that was connected to the shower; he then stuck the tube in my ass and proceeded to flush me out 10 times until the water was clear. I fell clean and empty and slightly embarrassed about the whole ordeal but what I wanted wasn’t really a consideration at this point and I just accepted it. “Pity to waste all that poz cum but if I give you to the Barber dirty m with his proclivities I would never hear the end of it” chuckled the Doc. He then had me dress in a rubber jock strap and harness, gifts from your Daddy he said, before attaching the lead to my collar again and bringing me back upstairs. Sitting at the kitchen table was a bear of a man. Huge well-groomed bearded man wearing only a leather vest chaps and boots. “Is this the project, nice to meet ya Boy, I will be your Barber “ extending his huge hand he shook mine like we wear at a business conference, grabbed the lead and lead me out the door and on to the next cabin. I had no idea what would happen to me next , and since I still had not cum yet I really didn’t care I just new I would do as I was told so I could make Daddy proud.

2. I was woken next morning by my now ex never-to be father in law now my Daddy’s cock shoving into my battered hole. Biting the pillow I gritted my teeth as he worked my ass, hitting that spot in me that made me moan. I could feel the sweat from his efforts start to drip on me. I started moaning and thrust back on his cock , grabbing the bedsheets to give me some leverage. “Oh yeah Daddy fuck my ass, I want more of the hot poz cum, turn me into your Boy” , I didn’t even know where those words came from. They just spilled from my lips. Daddy started to growl and fuck me harder his cock hitting deep inside me opening me even more than last night it seemed, somehow going even deeper and making me moan with lust and heat as he hit deeper parts in my ass. Daddy grabbed my shoulders and slammed me all the way down and I could feel his cock shooting deep in my hole. It seems like he came buckets. “Good cum slut, take my friend poz load in your hole” I heard my Daddy say, but instead of coming from behind me it was from the open bedroom door. In a panic I turned my head around and saw a complete stranger. Thinner than Daddy but just as furry and with white hair all over his tightly muscled body. Sweat dripped from his face and down his matted chest hair as his ragged breathing made it heavy. “Found a good one didn’t you. Never looked behind and didn’t question a cock in his ass. How long do I get to keep him?” the strange asked “ Just one day then he is off to Tom’s cabin for more training. I figure between the 5 of us we can make him into the perfect boy” Panic gripped me and I looked at Daddy. “Don’t worry Son just need to get you into the right head space, I am not getting rid of you just need to modify you a bit to you are my perfect Boy. Nothing will be done to you that you don’t ask for” With that I felt a leather collar around my throat and the click of a lead being attached. “Come on Boy we have a lot to do” My new….Daddy?...no I only had one Daddy, owner was more like it. Lead me out the side door and down a well-worn path in the woods to another cabin much like my Daddy’s. Sweat had dried on me and cum was leaking down my legs as I sheepishly enter the Owners home.

Back when I was negative I always carried condoms and would require a top to use one to fuck me. But I also set myself up to get barebacked without admitting it to myself. I'd go into a booth in a bookstore arcade with my hole already lubed and when I squatted to suck the top's cock, I'd lower my jeans. I loved it when they'd bend forward and feel my lubed hole. It was an invitation for them to fuck me, and more than a few took me up on it. I remember how exciting it was when a top would suddenly pull me up, turn me around and shove his erection into my prepared cumhole. My natural submissiveness would take over and I'd take their load without objection. I got ten times more pleasure out of getting it raw and getting bred than if they'd used a condom. I remember the first time I put my bare, pre-lubed hole up to a gloryhole. I was sucking the cock of a really good-looking man, and I desperately wanted his cum. He pulled his cock out of the hole and I looked through. He was putting his cock away, apparently he just wanted a little fluffing. In desperation I whipped around and pushed my bare butt up to the gloryhole. That did the trick. He pushed his cock into me and thrust twice, then grunted as he pumped me full of the load I wanted so badly. I told myself I wouldn't do that again. But I did.

Part 2 Pete was flying. He never was this high in his entire life. Rush after rush hit him, his ears were ringing and he felt like his entire body was on fire. As he laid there being pounded by Jack's thick rock hard cock all he could focus on was how hungry his hole was. Javier came around to face him and he was staring at a beautiful uncut dick that had to be the size of a large red bull can. Javier said "Open your mouth for this until it's my turn at that sweet ass of yours" Pete obliged willingly. Soon he was being fucked both up his hole and down his throat. All he could think of was how many ways he wanted to give his ass up that night to his cousin and his Latino god of a friend. Just then Jack let out a low moan and said "Fuck cousin - I can't hold back anymore....gonna....load...you ...up...right..NOW!!!" Pete felt Jack's dick begin to throb and he felt his insides filled with his cousin's cum. As he came Jack pounded him harder and harder until he collapsed on top of Pete breathing hard. "FUCK.....Javier you have got to have some of this." At this point Jack pulled out of Pete's ass to make room for Javier. The Latino stud told Pete to get on his knees and raise his ass. Javier then placed his mouth on Pete's willing hole and began rim. "Damn stud I can taste Jack's hot load up there." The more Pete felt the tongue up his ass the hungrier his hole felt. He was still so high he found it hard to speak. All he could think about was dick. "How much did you give him?" Javier grinned and said "I thought .6 for his first slam would make this more memorable for him". Soon Pete felt Javier insert three fingers into his ass. "Ready for more cum pig?" All Pete could do was moan. "I'll take that as a yes" With that, Pete felt Javier's thick long pole ram into him with one thrust until he felt the Latin man's balls against his ass. "Damn....Nothing I love more than feeling someone else's cum around my cock as I fuck a slammed up cum pig like you Petey boy...you can't rape the willing but this is going to be damn close!" With that he began to pound Pete's hole relentlessly. Thrust after thrust pulling his cock out and then in one motion slamming it back in. All Pete could think was "Use me... Use me... Use me" but he still couldn't get the words out. Pete didn't know how long he was being fucked. He had no sense of time only that feeling of completeness as his fuck hole was used as it was meant to be used. He heard Javier scream out..."Ready for another load boy?... Here it comes.....FUUUUCCCCKKKK...Pete didn't think it was possible but as he came Javier fucked him even more brutally that before. He felt Javier's dick pulse and soon he could feel the warmth of another load inside him. Pete looked at both Jack and Javier and stared at them with his new eyes, which were so dilated, all that could be seen were his black pupils - almost as if he was possessed. He reached around and stuck two fingers in his own hole feeling the two loads. He pulled the fingers out and placed them in his mouth, tasting the cum dripping out of his ass.He couldn't stop smiling. He finally found his voice and with a guttural moan he whispered "More - I need more."

Last night, I met some friends out for drinks. I parked my car on one of the side streets and hit a more popular microbrewery. The Detroit riverwalk area has a few straight pubs so we did a little hopping. I had already deep cleaned my ass before going out just in case some straight man got some liquid courage to try some ass instead of pussy. Not having eaten, I took my drinking slow, trying a lot of the specialty brews. A lot. Still, by the end of the night, I had a nice buzz and my friends were ready to go their separate ways. I decided to walk to a nearby coney (fast food diner) to help the buzz subside. I figured both the walk and a nice meal would help, and if not, a nap in the car would definitely help. So instead of taking Jefferson, the main road, I took a side road between Jefferson and the river. It was dark and the cool air felt good on my face. Only downside was the occasional drizzle leading to a light fog. I passed a dumpster by an abandoned building when nature called, I needed to take a leak. As I walked around the dumpster, I already had my pants unzipped, dick in hand when I was surprised to see two guys sitting, leaning against the wall, smoking and with a couple of paper-bagged bottles in their hands. The first guy was easily 6’4”, short curled dreads, dark ebony skin, maybe about 240lbs. Second guy was shorter, maybe 5’8”, really skinny, clothes too big for his frame. Both with beards and I noticed their athletic shoes were pretty worn. They didn’t smell too fresh, but I can appreciate a good man scent, either from gym workout or daily sweat. I’m sure I caught them off guard, as well, but it was two of them and one of me. I explained really quickly with slightly slurred speech that I just needed to take a leak. The big guy was gentle with me and said, sorry man, we’re hanging out here, cops don’t mess with us back here but let me take you around the building, show you a place with more privacy. He put his arm around me, looked back at his smaller friend and guided me to the back of the building. I didn’t get a scary vibe from the big guy at all, otherwise I would have taken off in a heartbeat. As he led me behind the building, pointed out that my shoe was untied. I thanked him and knelt down to tie it. He said he had to take a leak too and if I didn’t mind him doing the same. With that, he undid his pants and pulled out a really thick dark tool, about 7” easily, soft and uncut. He pulled the skin back partially and let loose a stream within 2 feet of my face. I just stopped tying my shoe and stared. His stream stopped but he left his dick hanging out. Gently, he pulled my head toward it and said, “open your mouth.” Without waiting, he rubbed his dick on my lips and pushed in. I could smell his masculine scent emanating from his balls just inside his zipper. I loved the way his ounces curled up tight just above his dick and he continued to massage my head as his meat got stiffer in my mouth. Not letting go of my head, mouthful of dick, I heard a voice behind me, the thin second guy. “Everything good?” “Oh Yeah,” the first guy said. “Then maybe it’s my turn to get a little action,” the skinny guy said. While keeping the first guy in my mouth, the little guy lifted me from the ground to where I was basically bent over sucking dick. The skinny guy undid my pants and pulled them to the ground. He then spread my ass cheeks and I felt a hot wet tongue digging deep in my hole. He continued eating my ass for about 5 solid minutes while the big guy’s dick was rock hard in my mouth to the point I was gagging and coughing out spit all over his dick. At this point, his pants were opened more, belt still cinched, but zipper spread, balls pulled out. Scrotum easily about the size of a medium orange, dick about 8-9 inches, 5 around. So the skinny guy stopped eating my ass and I heard the zipper then a thumping of flesh on my bent over ass. Then I heard some more spit being produced, felt my hole being roughly fingered, and then the head of his raw dick push against my hole. OWWWW!!!! The big guy held his dick firmly in my mouth, which kept my scream gagged as the skinny guy slowly pushed inside me. I had no idea how big he was but either for lack of lube or because he was just fucking huge, I could feel my hole being split open. The big guy chuckled gently and said, “damn, you’re gonna make this guy’s hole into a pussy. Never knew your dick was bigger than mine.” At that point, all I could do was accept the fact that I was being spit roasted in a back alley by two huge big black dicked men. (If my boyfriend had any idea, I would be so dead.) I felt the fucker shoot his first load and continue till he shot a second load deep up my ass. I knew it was a lot because I could feel a lot of pulses as he came. He pulled out with a squishy sound and the guy in my mouth pulled out and said, “my turn.” I had basically been nursing the huge guy since I couldn’t do much with something that long and thick. The skinny guy pulled around in front of me and it was then that I saw his size. I’m sure he must have done some damage because he was easily 10-11” long and I’m guessing definitely over 6 inches thick (my bf is 6 inches thick). His dick was slick with his cum and I could taste the damage he had done to my hole. The big guy behind me said, “ain’t no shame in getting a taste of my bruh before I smash.” And I felt his bearded mouth latch onto and literally chew on my puffed out cum coated anus. He pulled back, gave an Mmmmm, and pushed inside me. While he was big, he was nowhere as big as the skinny guy. So it was a little easier to take his dick, but he still stung as he slid in my damaged hole. At this point, I’m now on all 4s resting on a flattened cardboard box. Thick guy is fucking me from behind and skinny guy has his shirt off, pants down and has slid under me in a 69 position. I’m enjoying his softened dick, tasting a mixture of his cum and my damaged hole around his foreskin and musky spit-slickend balls. All the while, the skinny guy is getting a view of the thick guy, pants now around his ankles, giving me a good hard fuck. If anybody caught us fucking out in the open, we would be in a heap of trouble but the cops had more important things to do. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass, and I knew they were loaded. He thrust and long-dicked me for about 10 minutes before finally grunting loud and shoved in deep. I could definitely tell that he came because my cum-slick hole was now even more slick as he finished thrusting the last of his juices. Since I was close, I let the skinny guy continue to suck until I bust my load in his mouth. Big guy was still inside me and gave me a little hug, told me, “I could feel your ass squeeze my dick each time you spurted. That was hot.” I sucked him clean and we got dusted and dressed. I suggested that we go to the diner and I could buy them a meal as thanks for the fun time. They gladly accepted and we walked a few more blocks to the diner. We had a good conversation over the meal and they told me they get ass pretty often from guys like me walking from the bars, but I was the first Mexican guy they ever had. I asked if they could do it again sometime and they responded hell yeah, that if I’d be cool with it, they got a couple other friends who could join in from time to time and where they liked to hang out, under a certain bridge and at a certain park. And if maybe I could help by bringing a little something to drink and eat, they would be happy. Deal. Buzz gone, we left and we went our different ways but not before they pointed out my ass had a wet spot. Hot.

I had been waiting patiently for my sons 18th birthday. It was finally almost here. Two more days. Two more days till he would finally be of some use to me. Until now the pathetic little emo brat had been nothing but a burden. But in two days he would finally start fufilling some purpose and no longer be a total waste of his daddy's cum. Granted, I had only had to look after him for the last two years, but it was a hassell. I knocked his mother up when were 17. I tried to make her get an abortion, but her parents wouldn't let her. Some religious bullshit reason. When I was 18, I was sent to prison for 15 years for armed robbery trying to get money to take care of the "accident". So yea I blamed him for being incarerated. Prison changes you. I entered as a teenage punk and left a hardened ex-con. The first five years I was a prison bitch, owned by the toughest fucker in the joint. He claimed me the second day I was in there, raping me in the showers. For five years I gave up my pussy to him and anyone he sold me to. Then he got shanked in the yard. Another guy tried to claim me, but I was older, wiser, and stronger. I fought for myself this time, and earned some respect. Soon I had my own prison pussy, a scrawny little bitch. I owned him until I was released. When I got out, I was able to find a shitty job and managed to find a dump of a trailer to live in. That's when the bitch showed up on my steps with our kid and his suitcase. She just dumped him with me and took off with some bikers. I could have just kicked him out on the street, but he was my blood. And like I said, prison changes you. I had developed a taste of hot boy ass, and the power of owning it. So I took him in knowing he'd be legal in two years. Now the wait was almost over. The cumstain had no idea what his future was going to hold for him. I had been planning and preparing for this day. I had saved up and bought a state of the art digital camera, knowing it was an investment for what I was going to make off the boy. The morning of his birthday, he came out to the living room to find me sitting in my chair, smoking, wearing just a pair of dirty boxerbreifs, my chest and arms of prison tatoos on full display. He started to get some cereal in the kitchen, but I called him over. "Its your birthday son," I started. "I have a little present for you." I handed him a glass pipe with some crystals in it. Now, I know he's done drugs. I've smelled pot and alcohol on him many times. But I don't know what else he's done. I knew he knew what I had just handed him. "Go ahead son, you're a man now. Join Daddy in a smoke." He was a little hesitant, but I pushed it up to his lips and lit a lighter, melting the crystals. He took a big bit, coughing out a large white cloud. "Go ahead, take another one son." I encouraged him. He took another big hit, not coughing so much. I kept encouraging him to take more, and the dumb bitch didn't even realize I wasn't hitting it. After his 6th big hit, the pipe was empty and he flopped back on the couch. I knew he was flying, and I knew it was time for his real present. He wasn't wearing a shirt or shoes, so it was really easy to rip his jeans and underwear off of him. "What the fuck Dad?" he started, but a couple hard slaps across his face silenced him. "Shut the fuck up boy!" I ordered him. "The free ride is over. From now on you're going to earn your existence!" His skinny,pale body was no match for my pumped up muscles. I had had him naked and on his stomach before he knew what hit him. Ripping off my shorts I lined up my hard 8 inch cock up to his hole, and spit a couple loogies on my dick for lube. Holding his shoulders down I forced my cock in his virgin hole as hard as I could. He howled as I breached his ass ring, pushing my mushroom head into him and continuing till I was buried to my balls. I felt a warm wetness surround my cock as his cherry was ripped apart. He thrashed and cried beneath me begging for me to stop. I just started fucking him hard and deep, loving the red that covered my dick everytime I pulled out. God damn it was nice to have some hot boy ass again! I was going to make him a great whore. I pulled all the way out, looking at his busted open pussy, red oozing out of it, and rammed back in to the hilt, causing more howling from the cunt. I just kept on pounding his new pussy over and over. Eventually he quieted down and actually started moaning, and soon was pushing his ass back on me. "That's right boy. Ride your daddy's cock. Feel good boy? That's the cock that made your worthless life bitch. But now you have a purpose! You're going to be my whore and make daddy lots of money!" He just moaned beneath me as I talked dirty to him. "That's right bitch, moan for me. I know your faggot ass loves it. This is why you were born! Now take my cum. Take your daddy's cum in your whore cunt!" I pumped my son full of my cum as his pussy milked me dry, sucking my sperm deep in his guts. When I finished breeding his new cunt, I unloaded with a torrent of piss, making him my urinal. "Don't worry about school, I said, pulling out of him as his ravaged hole leaked piss and cum, "you won't be going there anymore. You'll be too busy working for me!" I turned off the camera knowing I had something totally hot to sell on the internet.

Ryan, was a 6’ foot, blonde hair, blue eye jock. At 21, he had everything going for him. He had a great boyfriend in Sam, who was equally has good looking, with dark hair and brown eyes and a swimmers body. However, Ryan liked to play on the side, without letting Sam know. Ryan always played safe, with other guys, all with his age range, and he was a total top. Now, Ryan and Sam had a great sex life, but Ryan, was never satisfied with just one guy. One weekend, Ryan out of town, while Sam was home sick. Ryan, checking out bars in the area, hoping to get laid. Hitting a bar, called “Aqua”, the guys here were older then him, Ryan is drinking his beer when an old, lanky man, “How are ya young fella?” He asked. He had been watching Ryan when he first entered the bar. Checking out Ryan’s body and especially his ass, and wanted to put his poz cock into it. Ryan, “good, thanks.” Not really into making small talk with a guy old enough to be his father, possibly his grandfather. “I’m Bruce.” Putting out his hand to Ryan. He shakes it, “Ryan.” “This is your first time here, at Aqua.” “Yeah, you a regular here, Bruce?” “I am, Ryan.” “Cool.” Ryan got up and left his drink on the bar to call Sam. Bruce, moved quickly, putting a roofie into his drink. Ryan, returned to the bar, and downed his drink. “Bruce, it was nice to meet you, but I have to get going.” At that moment Ryan started to feel dizzy. “You ok, Ryan?” “Yeah, feel a bit dizzy.” “Let’s get you outside for fresh air.” Bruce got a passed out Ryan to his place, got Ryan undressed. Bruce, was in awe, Ryan’s body, was in perfect shape. His cock 7inches soft. But the main prize was Ryan’s ass, nice tight and round. Bruce, turned Ryan on his back, and starting massaging his back and shoulders , Ryan, drugged up, was enjoying the massage, unaware that he was going to get pozzed. “How does it feel, Ryan?” Bruce asks his unconscious soon to be bottom. “Good”. he said in a soft voice. “Ryan” whispered Bruce, “turn over on your front”, Ryan does, and feeling good, and horny, he had no problems with listening to Bruce, who’s voice was soft and soothing. Bruce, started stroking Ryan’s dick, “spread your legs a bit.” Bruce said. “That’s it.” Using his finger, Bruce, slowly began to finger fuck, Ryan’s ass. “Damn you’re tight.” Bruce lived up his dick and Ryan’ ass. Going in slow, Ryan in his drugged state, moaned in pleasure, Thrusting in and out of Ryan, Bruce couldn’t believe he had this stud in his bed. Ryan, feeling a dick inside him for the first time, was enjoying it, not realizing he was being barebacked by a poz guy, who was old enough to be his father. Bruce, felt his cock and balls tighten, shooting several poz loads deep into Ryan’s ass, catching his breath, Bruce kept his cock inside the young man’s ass for a five minutes to be sure that none of his “babies” would leak out. “Ryan, I own your ass now.” “I know about your boyfriend Sam, he asked me to poz you, and he doesn’t want you back.” And I’m going to share you and your ass to my friends.” “The top jock, is now my bottom poz boy.”

Another hot continuation of this story. Wish I was one of the straight guys about to be converted.?

I think you should emphasize that you’re talking about Dom Tops here specifically and not every Top, because this forum is awash with comments from Tops who say that they don’t give any thought to a bottom’s cock. Dom Tops, however, are after something quite different. My former Master very much made use of my cock in my training. Deep sounding, high intensity electro, needles, edging, and oh, GOD - he had this motherfucking vibrator with a cupped head that ultimately made me tremble in fear every time he turned it on because I knew what was about to happen... and then it did. The first time he successfully made me cum at his verbal command, he was running electric current through my shaft, and every so often, without warning (I was bound and blindfolded) he would start whipping my cock with a long, narrow sort of stiff switch. He, at least, absolutely felt that he had the Right to use my cock as he saw fit - but then, he actually held a deed to my body as property, so in that sense I guess his Right had been spelled out on paper and the cock attached to me well and truly did belong to him, along with all my other parts. I’ve submitted to a lot of Doms over time, and I can’t imagine any Man of that mindset ever thinking that he didn’t naturally have a Right to a sub’s cock. What he does with it is another question, though - he could edge the sub and then cruelly keep jacking his sensitive rod right after he shoots, or, he might lock the sub’s cock up in a chastity cage and not do another thing with it for a month. Either choice would be an expression of a Dom’s Right to command the use of sub cock, and both are equally effective ways of getting inside the sub’s head to build obedience and mental conditioning in training. I know exactly how my Master was shaping my mind during my training - we even discussed it - but knowing why he chose to use my cock against me didn’t change the effect of what he did. He knew he had me by the most sensitive, neurologically complex sensory organ I had; he knew how it connected to my brain; and he used that knowledge to completely and permanently shape my self-perception. I think it’s fair to say that if he hadn’t exercised his Right to my cock, I might never have realized I was born to serve men with my ass.

It's a shame because you have some of the hottest stories on here. Definitely helped inspire me to become the popper pig I am today. I still regularly go back to Subverted Cum Whore and Third Times a Charm. Thanks, and I hope you find inspiration to write again.

Here comes chapter 10! - the hottest one (in my opinion) yet!? ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 10. Behind the black door was a long corridor off of which were six doors on each side and one more door at the far end. Holding Tony's huge cock in hand, Sam led him to the fourth door to the left, behind which was a room, seemingly painted entirely in black, and in which there was an odd, somwhat dim, warm lighting, and in which there was also a bed and a big box next to it. Tony examined everything closely, as Sam opened the box and was searching for something. The box had lube, condoms, dildos and many other things Sam had to go through before he found what he wanted. He pulled out a measuring tape, came closer to Tony and started kissing him, while stroking Tony's cock to make it as hard as possible. Tony's cock was again rock hard. Sam knelt down and measured it, and involuntarily whistled when he had the measurement. "Wow! I was right. You are definitely bigger than me. It's a full ten inches, not nine. Damn, you are one hung stud!" Sam stood up again and they kissed again. "Loose the shirt, stud." Tony took off his shirt, letting Sam see his developing chest hair and pink nipples. Sam took his shirt off too. Tony was in heaven! Sam was so fucking hot! His muscles were amazing! His arms were at least three times as big as his thinner teen arms his pecs were amazing and covered with dark chest hair and below them a rock hard eight pack. And the piercings and tattoos! Sam had both his nipples pierced with silver bars and his left pec was sporting his biggest tattoo. A biohazard symbol. "Damn! You're poz too?" "You mind?" "Actually...no!" Sam smiled and explained "Danny told me all about how he fucked you and how you loved taking his poz load." "Oh yeah? And did it get you hard?" asked Tony seductively, squeezing Sam's cock through his jeans. "Hard as a rock, stud." Danny unbottoned his pants, took them off along with his underwear and revealed a gorgeous, thick nine inch cock with a big silver prince albert piercing. "Damn, that's hot!" said Tony pointing at the piercing. Tony smiled and took off his pants and underwear, sat on the bed and started sucking Sam's cock for a few minutes, swallowing it whole, licking the balls, some times only sucking the tip with the piercing, and then sometimes licking the whole length, "Fuck yeah! Suck my poz cock!" muttered Sam. Tony only moaned with his mouth full of cock. "Fuck! Turn around." Tony complied, and Sam dropped to his knees, burying his face into Tony's ass, sucking, licking, penetrating it with his tongue. "Oh, fuck, yeah, man, eat my ass! Ohfuckfuckfuckfuck," Tony moaned. "I'm gonna give you something much better, stud." Tony felt Sam's PA and the tip of his cock rubbing against his crack. "Ready?" "FUCK YEAH!" Sam pushed his cock inside full speed. Tony roared. They started fucking. FURIOUSLY FUCKING. Sam's balls were slamming on Tony's and Tony's huge dick was hard as rock. "Oh....Fuck yeah!" exclaimed Tony and Sam moaned simultaneously, "Your ass is so good!" So is your cock!" "Yeah? Cause I'm getting close." "Oh fuck yeah I want you to poz me up!" "You do?" "Yeah, I fucking want your toxic load! Give it to me!" That was it. Sam roared loudly, slamming his nine inches of thick cock into Tony's ass, announcing "I'm cumming!" "Yeah, fuck! Poz me up!" Tony roared as Sam was shooting thick ropes of toxic cum into Tony's ass. At that moment, Tony came all over the place as well. Just then the door opened and a voice asked "Well, well, well. What do we have here!" Both Danny and Tony turned to the door to discover Duke standing in the door way, grinning broadly, his arms crossed, and his jeans straining against his engorged cock. "You left me out! I wanted to join the party too!" Sam looked at Tony and suggested with a grin "Well... I guess we could go for round two." Closing the door, Duke removed his tank top, displaying his nice muscles, chest hair and tatts. In fact he was rather heavily tattooed, and when he turned around to drop his pants and underwear, Tony saw his huge biohazard tat across his shoulder blades. Duke climbed onto the bed in between Sam and Tony. Naturally Tony's cock was again at full length as Duke commented "What the fuck, Sam! He's even bigger than you," sucking the ten inches before his face as if his life depended on it. Tony was moaning and grabbing onto Duke's head and pushing him deeper on his cock. Meanwhile Sam started eating Duke's ass out. Tony reached over and gave Duke's ass a hard slap. Duke moaned in approval. "Wanna fuck him? I got it all nice and wet for you," Sam seductively asked of Tony. "FUCK YEAH I DO," answered Tony. They switched places. Duke started sucking Sam's cock and Tony placed his reddish cockhead on Duke's asshole, pushing his way in. First just the head, then the full cock. Duke whimpered with Sam's cock in his mouth. Tony started fucking, pulling the cock completely out of Duke's ass and pushing it inside at a fast pace at first, then regularly fucking Duke with his pipe of a cock. He was fucking fast, but this time lasted a bit longer. He was going really fast now, even slapping Duke's ass ocasionally. Then, as he was getting close to his orgasm, he took Duke by his shoulders from behind, lifted his torso up and bit into his neck as his hot neg load erupted inside Duke's ass. He pulled his cock out, panting and whimpering. He realised, he hadn't taken the time to empty his bladder which was ready to explode. He couldn't hold any longer. He let out a thick stream of piss, raining on Duke's tatted back and making it all the way up to his head and even past that, all the way up to the head of the bed and raining down on Sam's chest, eight-pack and pierced cock. Once done pissing, he rammed his cock all the way to the root inside Duke's ass, which was awarded by Duke's surprised, but glorious roar. After Duke turned around, Tony realised, after he rammed his cock inside him for the last time, he made Duke's six inch cock shoot his hot poz load. He felt like the biggest, baddest and hottest fucker in town!

Part 5 It didn't take long to get a reasonable clientele list. Once word started spreading, Cory was working every night. There are lots of men willing to pay for an 18 yo boy, especially when they could get rough with him. And many of them loved his strung out look. It made it dirtier for them. Some guys even paid very well for specialties. Soon he was pulling in over $2000 a week. That didn't even include what I was pulling in online from video sales. That was another cash cow. Of course I knew this couldn't last forever. He had already gone through the fuck flu, and I knew with the amount of drugs and rough sex he was subjected too, his body would eventually break down. When it was time, I'd just sell him off for whatever I could get, just to get rid of him. In the meantime I'd get all I could out of him. Sometimes I'd leave him with Andre for a couple days where he'd serve as a house cumdump. With the amount of people Andre dealt too, he would pretty much spend 48 hours with a cock always in his body. He'd be kept high and complient. Occasionally I'd take him down by the docks to work the street. I'd keep watch on him, like a good pimp should, as skeevy looking guys would pick him up for a quick blowjob or fuck. Recently I sold him for a weekend to a couple of really old leather guys who wanted a no limits slave. And they meant NO limits. And they paid top dollar. They agreed to film the festivities for me. I supplied them with the party supplies at no extra charge. When Cory got home, I had to give him a few days to recover. Watching the video was so totally hot and fucked up! They had a full dungeon, and put it to full use! My whore spent every moment in some form of painful bondage while his body was subjected to extreme tortures. Countless things were shoved up his ass, from fists, to baseball bats, to dildos of ungodly size. Every scream of agony was recorded. Many strange men showed up to fuck his ever increasingly ruined cunt. At one point he was tied to a St. Andrews cross, his arms and legs securely bound. Needles were inserted into his body all over. His nipples were first, two long needles inserted cross ways while he screamed. Other parts of his body were next, arms, thighs, chest. Finally, his cock. Many needles were passed through the head and shaft. Cory just cried and sweated buckets. Finally needles were passed through his scrotum and even his testicles. He visibly passed onto another plane of existence. Finally he looked like a giant pincushion. He was taken down off the cross and laid on his back on a table. He was then fucked in his holes while his tormentors flicked and wiggled the potruding needles. Cory just jerked and spasmed at his torture. Finally they started pulling the needles out, leaving his cock for last. As they slowly extracted them, Cory actually came, cum flowing out of his soft cock all over his stomach. I jerked my own meat while I watched his painful torment, shooting a big load as I watched my son cum from the exquisite pain. I would sell him to these men many more times, each time just as harsh and messed up. But hey, money's money, gotta get it while you can!