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Had a fun communion last time I went. I hadn’t gone for a while and decided to go to the one at Steamworks in Berkeley. I also had a friend in town and he wanted to go as well. I try to write about my cumdump experiences that are different or unique to me. As anyone knows who’s read my prior entries, since I became a cumdump a couple years ago I’ve had lots of loads in my hole. It’s definitely been a progression. When I first started I was excited to get a 2 or 3 loads in my hole. Now I would consider that a slow night. ? it seems like the more you get, the more it increases the hunger within you. This time while At communion I had quite an enjoyable time with the top. I have been there for a little bit and gotten fucked by a few guys and taking some loads so I decided it was time to position myself on the fuck bench. I hadn’t been there for too long when a top bear came over and started to finger my hole. After realizing that it was pre-lubed with cum, he quickly proceeded to put it in his dick with one thrust. He had a nice thickness to him and some length but not too much. So he was able to slide right in my cum lubed and open hole. He used it well for about 10 minutes; all while talking loudly about how good my hole was and how he was going to bust his nut in there. He increased his pace and got louder as he got closer to coming. When coming, he shouted and moaned, yelling “here’s number one” for the benefit of the crowd that had circled to watch. When he had finished, he started talking to the crowd and asking “who’s got number two?”. Another guy jumped on my hole proceeded to fuck me and unload. This continued for about an hour with my bear top encouraging others to use my hole and keeping track all the while. By the end I had a good five loads in me and a second one from him! Overall a great experience! After another hour or so when the crowd begin to die down, I decided to head home. But because I still had a need in me to be used, I decided to stop in the park and see if anything would happen. They were a few guys about in the area near the bathrooms where men cruise for sex. There was one black guy already under the tree near the handicap ramp where guys go to fuck and suck. I leaned over the ramp and pulled down my sweatpants exposing my ass and turned around to look at the guy. He had already pulled out his dick and was stroking it. He walked over and pushed me down to suck on his nice meaty 8 inches. When I was sucking on him, he started rubbing and feeling up my ass till he got to my hole. When he felt how wet and loose my hole was, he immediately turned me around and shove it right in. He started fucking and bucking like a stallion in heat while held onto the railing for dear life! After roughly fucking me for 5 minutes, he pulled me towards him and thrust in deep to unload. When done, he immediately pulled out, shoved his dick in his pants and left, leaving me with my ass exposed and cum dripping down my leg. I decided to walk more of the park to see if I could get any more loads. Turned out to be my lucky night! I ran into another black guy with a nice 8 inch dick as well and he proceeded to fuck me behind the bushes for a nice long session for about 45 minutes or more. He got me so horned up that I kept on stripping off more and more of my clothes because I wanted to be comfortable and experience all of him. By the end I was stark naked bent over just taken his dick. He was a great fucker! He’d pull in all the way out and slam it back in my sloppy hole. When he was ready to unload he made sure to get in even deeper so that his balls were slapping against my ass as he came in my hole. We talked briefly after and exchanged names and how we hoped to meet each other again. I wished I had gotten his number because he was so good! After him my hole felt satisfied and I went home to sleep well that night!

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.

Part 13 - Ladies That Lunch Ellie arrived at the restaurant and found Margarite sat at a quiet table in the corner. Margarite stood and gave Ellie a kiss on the cheek and they both sat down as the waiter brought the menus over, they chatted about the Hamptons and what was going on in Harrison over the last few weeks. Ellie talked about Sofie and her dance classes hoping that she would take up ballet. Margarite place her desert order and closed her menu. "Oh I spoke to the Guttenburgs last week" Margarite piped up. Ellie ordered her desert "They only stayed a couple of weeks in the Hamptons this year". "Yes, said they had a lovely beach BBQ at yours" Margarite laughed. Ellie laughed with her "Well he nearly lost his eyebrows at one point, you should come next year". "Husband likes to jet off for holidays, I do try to persuade him" Margarite said looking disappointed. Ellie smiled "Mine wants to go to the Caribbean again in November". "Will all of you go?" Margarite asked. "Ethan probably not, he has his studies and is doing really well" Ellie remarked with pride. Margarite smiled "Ethan looked so happy when I saw him in Larchmont a few weeks back at the Marina restaurant". "Oh, he never told me he went there for dinner" Ellie looked surprised. Margarite leaned forward "He certainly looked all loved up with his date". Ellie grimaced "Well as long as he is happy but doesn't get to serious at the moment". "Of course Ben told me had some suspicions that there was something going on" Margarite casually said. Ellie smiled "Well they are young". Margarite leaned in again "But a Latino, I would never have saw that coming" she looked at Ellie. "Latino?" Ellie remarked "Do you mean Latina?". Margarite shook her head "No Latino, rather sexy as well and very fit, a little older than Ethan I would say". The colour drained from Ellie's face "You must be mistaken". Margarite sat back "Ellie didn't you know?" she feigned a look of shock. Ellie tried to compose herself "Probably a friend from college". "Ben confirmed to me he was the other day" Margarite was enjoying her time immensely. Ellie saw the look of satisfaction on Margarite's face "Gay son, well at least that puts me above the rest". "You don't mind Ellie?" Margarite looked at her. Ellie smiled "At least we have a diverse family unlike the bog standard ones in Harrison". "You know there are other's around here in fact Ethan hangs out with one of them" Margarite played on it. Ellie suddenly guessed "Oh you mean Adam, such a lovely mannered boy we loving having him round". Margarite knew it was backfiring "You do know that Ben and Ethan had a falling out?". "Oh dear is your son not so accepting and open?" Ellie had Margarite on the run and loved it. Lunch over Ellie sat in the car fuming and sent a text message to Ethan 'Where are you?', annoyed at all the networking she had done to pair him off with some of the most respectable girls in Harrison. More than that she was angry that Margarite had to tell her, on the drive home she couldn't work out weather she was really upset, angry or just against it. Ethan's response text came as she pulled up the garage 'Back at 7pm'. She suddenly stopped and realised that Adam was in the Hamptons with Ethan, but no he wasn't a Latino so it couldn't be him. Head full of emotions she decided to sleep on it before confronting him and telling Jack, she knew she would have to before Jack found out from someone else in Harrison. Ethan put his phone down and settled back down in Angelo's arms as they watched the storm raging on, he thought it strange his mother would send a text asking where he was and began to feel a little on edge. An hour had passed and Ethan was packing his bag when his phone pinged again, he saw a new message but this time from Ben, he opened it and read it then dropped his phone. Angelo looked over at his worried face. "What is it Ethan?" Angelo walked over. Ethan sat down "My mother knows, Ben's mother had lunch and told her about us". Angelo sat down besides him "You are going to have to face up to this Ethan". Ethan nodded and looked outside "I think the storm is about to get bad". Angelo put his arm around him "We will deal with what ever happens Ethan". "Really?" Ethan looked at Angelo who nodded. It took nearly 5 hours to drive back as the Hamptons roads were flooded and traffic was slow. Ethan finally walked in to the house at just after 9pm, he could hear his father in the study working and his mother came out from the lounge and looked at him. "You look tired Ethan, long drive back with the weather?" Ellie asked. Ethan looked curiously at her "Yes, really bad storm there". "Come on I will make you a hot drink" Ellie turned and walked in to the kitchen. Ethan sat down "Thank you" he said. "So how was your weekend, you don't seem very happy" Ellie was watching the coffee machine. Ethan looked at her "It was good swam a lot and relaxed". Ellie put the coffee down in front of Ethan "I had an interesting lunch today with Margarite". Ethan looked at his cup "I know". Ellie had a surprised look on her face "How do you know?". "Ben sent me a text gloating, you know we fell out" Ethan wiped his eye. Ellie nodded "I know and I know why" as much as she wanted to be angry with him she couldn't do it. "Oh" Ethan sat starring at the cup "does father know?". "Not yet, I wanted to speak to you first" Ellie closed the kitchen door "Really Ethan?". Ethan looked up at her "Yes, I tried to play along with your matchmaking but it isn't me". "Your only just 18 Ethan we will find you a nice girl to settle down with" Ellie was testing him. Ethan shook his head "It would be living a lie mother, I am just not attracted to girls". "Is it Adam your attracted to?" She asked. Ethan shook his head again "No, he has been very supportive and more loyal as a friend". "I can't say I am happy about this Ethan, it is not who you were raised to be" Ellie looked on disappointed. Ethan stood up "It has nothing to do with being raised it is just who I am inside". Ellie shook her head "Go to bed Ethan". It was tense and Ethan walked in to his bedroom feeling sick, he sat in the bathroom on the floor and cried. Over the following days he kept out of everyone's way at home when he could and had several conversations with Angelo and Adam who had wanted to come over and see him, he had put Adam off for now as he didn't want to antagonise the situation. The first Saturday approached and Ethan quietly slipped out in the afternoon and spent the day with Angelo, it was breaking Angelo's heart to see Ethan so quiet and distracted. By 7pm Ethan asked Angelo to take him home as he shouldn't spend the night out of the house at the moment. Angelo watched Ethan get out of the car "Ethan if things get bad call me, I am here for you". Ethan nodded and kissed Angelo "I promise, I just need this to be out of the way now, I know it's coming". Angelo called out to him "5 to go" he watched Ethan smile and nod. By the time Angelo got back home at 8pm Adam was sat on his porch step wanting to find out how Ethan was holding up. Since he now lived in Larchmont with Tony it was a blessing to see Adam there as Angelo found he needed the company to help take his mind off things. The weekend out of the way Ethan got a call from Adam telling him he would be in Harrison on Tuesday morning and would like to meet up, Ethan agreed and said he would be there by 11am. He was still keeping a low profile around his mother and concentrating on his studies to make sure he was well versed for the year ahead at college. Tuesday came and Ethan quietly came down the stairs and opened the front door. "Where are you going Ethan?" Ellie stood at the kitchen door looking at him. Ethan turned in surprise "Harrison, I am meeting Adam to catch up". "Just don't get spotted doing anything else" Ellie turned and closed the kitchen door. Sofie looked up "What's the matter mother?". "Nothing, how is your rehearsal going?" Ellie changed the subject. Sofie looked over at her "It's Ethan isn't it?". Ellie turned to face her "What do you mean?". Sofie rolled her eyes upwards "You know full well what I mean". Ellie looked shocked "You know?". "Of course, it is obvious if you only stopped and paid real attention for once" Sofie retorted. At sixteen Sofie was not above speaking her mind in front of her mother. She kept her ear to the ground and knew what was going with Ethan through her own circle of friends. "What do you mean by that young lady?" Ellie lost her patience with Sofie. Sofie shook her head "Really mother, you and father don't know Ethan at all, he is just a puppet to you". Ellie sat down "Is that what you think?". "Ethan's life has been mapped out by you both, somewhere along the way you lost sight of him" Sofie replied. Ellie knew she had hit the nail on the head "Is that why he rebelled like this?". "He hasn't rebelled he just likes boys, why don't you find him one instead of a girl" Sofie chuckled. Ellie looked at her "It doesn't bother you?". Sofie laughed "Of course it does, I have to worry about competing against him for boys now". Ellie laughed for the first time in many days, chatting to Sofie had shone a whole new light on things seeing her daughter quite open and happy about a gay brother. Ethan shook his head in disbelief and walked up the drive and along the lane towards Harrison, his head conflicted not really knowing where his mother stood, he was happy to finally see Adam and be able to talk to him. Although brief Ethan felt a lot better and walked back towards home. He said hello to his mother and went up to his room. Jack had finished early and headed home pulling up the driveway just after 2pm. Ellie made him a sandwich and took it to the study where Jack was catching up on some emails. She waited until he had finished and wondered in. "Jack we need to talk about Ethan" she closed the door and walked over towards him. Jack looked up "Has he got in to trouble?". Ellie nervously laughed "No, well not quite but you should know he is not interested in girls". "Not interested in girls, you mean he doesn't want to marry?" Jack looked confused. Ellie shook her head "Not quite, he is.. well gay". Jack looked at her "What!, when, are you sure?". Ellie nodded "Yes he is Jack". "Not in my house he doesn't I won't have it" Jack stormed to the door and shouted "Ethan get down here now". Ethan shook as somehow he knew his mother had just told his father and could tell by the way he was summoned that he was angry, he slowly made his way downstairs he walked in to the study where Jack gabbed his arm and spun him around. "Well is it true, you fuck around with men?" Jack shouted in his face. Ethan stepped back looking afraid and nodded "Yes". Quick as a flash Ethan felt the stinging pain across his face as his father struck him with hefty force, his eyes filled with tears at the pain and he wiped under his nose to see blood. Ethan had fallen to the floor and stood back up. "No son of mine is gonna be gay" Jack screamed at Ethan. Ellie was horrified and upset "Jack please calm down". Jack continued his shouting "Get out of my house, pack your things and fuck off out of my house". Ethan looked "Father please". Jack repeated louder stressing his anger for Ethan to get out of his house and raised his hand again. Ethan reacted quickly in self protection and punched his father in the face with all his might sending him toppling over the sofa. Realising what he had done he ran out of the study and up to his room and locked the door. He sobbed for nearly an hour in the corner of his room, his face still sore. Eventually he stood up and went in to the bathroom and looked in to the mirror, he had blood stains running down over his lips and chin and several splatters on his t-shirt. He wiped his eyes and went back to the bedroom to get his phone and rang Angelo, the phone rang and rang, he called the number again but it went to voicemail he left a message 'Angelo, please I need you' he put his phone on the bed and sat waiting. Ethan could still hear his father ranting downstairs, Ethan had never hit anyone and to do it to your father was something he couldn't fathom out where it had come from. An hour had passed and he heard nothing from Angelo, he was now beginning to fear the worse that Angelo was not turning out to be the real deal and had lead him up the garden path, had he played him for a fool and left him to deal with his own consequences. Ethan cried again and began packing some of his clothes and college work in to a couple of large bags he had for weekends away. He picked up his phone again and tried Angelo's number but it rang and eventually went to voicemail again. He sat on the bed all cried out, he had nowhere to go and no idea what he was going to do, he sat for a what seemed like hours. He packed a few more things and thought to call Adam and Tony and was reaching over for his phone. Angelo was finishing his meeting and returning to his office when Mark, his assistant, told him his personal phone had been going off like crazy. Angelo saw the missed calls from Ethan and listened to the voicemail. He ran out of the office and called to his assistant that he would be back in the morning. Angelo jumped in to his car and put his phone on Bluetooth, he sped away towards Harrison and called Ethan's mobile. The phone rang and Ethan saw that Angelo was calling him "Angelo". "Ethan what's wrong" Angelo asked urgently. Ethan sniffed "Please come and take me away..." Angelo stopped him "I am already on my way, you are coming home with me where you belong". "Thank you Angelo" Ethan hung up and wiped his eyes. He felt an immense sense of relief that he had somewhere to go, but more so it would be with Angelo. He picked up his two bags and quietly walked down the stairs the study door was closed and he could hear his father had calmed down and was talking with his mother. Unmistakably he heard his name mentioned several times and a banging sound from his father hitting the desk with his fist. Sofie appeared over the stairs "Go Ethan I love you, will text you later" she said quietly. Ethan smiled but with sadness in his eyes and opened the front door then quietly slipped out, he went round the side of the house to avoid being seen walking up the drive. He threw his bags over the wall and climbed over then sat on the grass, he had been there only seconds when he saw Angelo's car approaching. Angelo jumped out of the car and saw the blooded t-shirt and redness around his nose and chin. He shook his head and hugged Ethan. "Did your father do this" Angelo said. Ethan nodded "Yes, but he was angry". Angelo looked angry "Fuck Ethan that is no excuse, if he wasn't your father I would beat him to pulp". "It will just make things worse. I thought you had changed your mind when I couldn't get hold of you" Ethan said. Angelo kissed his head "Never Ethan, you belong with me". Angelo put Ethan and his belongings in the car and drove off towards Larchmont, Ethan looked back tears running down his face. Sofie went in to the kitchen to fetch a drink and as she closed the refrigerator door she heard the door to the study open and Jack walked in. "Oh, thought you was Ethan" Jack looked at her then shouted up to Ethan "Ethan come down". Sofie passed by and climbed the stairs "He won't answer you father" she looked at him. "Can you talk to him Sofie?" Jack asked Sofie shook her head "He left about 15 minutes ago". "Left, what do you mean left?" Jack replied looking more annoyed. Sofie continued up the stairs "You told him to leave, so he has". Ellie burst in to tears "See what you have done" she ran up the stairs towards Ethan's room. Ethan was asleep when Angelo arrived home, he got out of the car and put Ethan's belongings in the hallway before going back to the car to wake Ethan up. Angelo helped him out of the car and picked him up carrying him inside. "Do you want to have a bath?" Angelo asked putting Ethan on the sofa. Ethan nodded "Please". Angelo ran a bath and Ethan walked in to the bathroom naked "Take your time, I will make you something to eat". Ethan looked at Angelo "Thank you Angelo, for being here" he smiled and kissed him. Angelo smiled "Ethan you don't need to thank me". Ethan climbed in to the bath "You still love me then?" he looked at Angelo. "Very much so Ethan" Angelo stroked Ethan's head "I will get you a set of keys tomorrow". Ethan hadn't computed things properly for a while and looked confused "Keys?" Angelo smiled "Yes, that is if you still want to live with me?". Ethan smiled at Angelo "Yes but I don't want you to think it is because of today". "It is earlier than anticipated but it doesn't change anything" Angelo kissed him on the head. A heavy downpour of rain had suddenly appeared and Angelo picked up the blood stained t-shirt looking at it, he felt angry at Jack for hitting Ethan, he took it to the laundry room then brought Ethan's bags upstairs to the master bedroom. Angelo's anger dissipated and was replaced by real happiness that Ethan would now be living with him, he knew there was a lot of recovering ahead for Ethan but at least he could be by his side. Angelo stood in the kitchen making a sandwich when there was a knock at the door, he wasn't expecting anyone he looked at the door cam and saw Adam standing there looking anxious, Angelo opened the front door and saw a drenched Adam standing there. "Angelo is he here?" Adam asked looking worried. Angelo nodded and pulled Adam inside "I picked him up about an hour ago". "Thank god, his sister sent a message to my sister, blah blah you know what girls are like" Adam spoke fast. Angelo shook Adam gently "Hey calm down Adam, Ethan is okay, a little upset and soaking in the bathtub". Adam breathed and hugged Angelo "Did he leave home?". Angelo nodded "Yes, but you need to get out of those wet clothes Adam". Adam undressed "His sister said there had been a big fight" he said standing holding his clothes. Angelo brought Adam a dressing gown down and put his wet clothes in the dryer "Yes" Angelo held his breath. "Angelo, please don't do anything crazy" Adam held Angelo's arm. Angelo looked at Adam "He hit his own son and my boyfriend, god it makes me angry thinking about it". Adam hugged Angelo "You must let it go Angelo let it sort it self out". Ethan walked in to the kitchen he had heard the last part of the conversation, the sight of Adam hugging Angelo in comfort was a big step with Angelo showing his emotions. Angelo wiped his eyes and told Ethan to eat his sandwich, Adam came over and gave Ethan a hug and sat down next to him. "Are you working tomorrow Angelo?" Adam asked. Angelo nodded "Yes I have a busy couple of weeks in the city". "Do you want me to come over in the morning and be with Ethan" Adam suggested. Angelo looked at Ethan "Thank you that is if Ethan wants the company". Ethan nodded "Yes, I don't want to be alone and dwell on today, I want to move forward" Ethan had put his phone on silence and refused to answer calls and messages from his mother and father. He sent one message to his sister telling her he was fine. Ethan climbed in to bed next Angelo his face was still sore and a small bruise was appearing under his left eye, Angelo put his arm around Ethan and allowed him to cuddle up. Ethan had no idea how long he had been asleep but his dreams replayed the fight with his father and he felt he was struggling to be free and sat bolt upright gasping. Angelo sat up and put his arm around Ethan who flinched at the touch thinking he was still dreaming. Angelo knew this time he was not flinching at his touch 'Ethan it's alright you are safe' he whispered, Ethan turned and kissed Angelo and settled back down in his arms. Angelo stroked his head 'Never forget you are loved and wanted' he whispered cuddling him. Finally Ethan settled back down but was wide awake, he slipped his hand down Angelo's body and was rewarded feeling Angelo's aroused state, Ethan kissed him lovingly and rolled on to his stomach. Angelo didn't need any prompting as he guided his body over Ethan's and rested on his back slowly kissing and biting his neck working his way towards Ethan's mouth, Ethan responded with small moans of pleasure and pushing his ass up grinding it against Angelo's cock. The magic between them showing it's hand as Angelo slipped his arm around Ethan's neck firmly holding his shoulder, Angelo raised his hips and let his cock slide between Ethan's ass cheeks. Angelo moaned in excitement feeling his cock slipping inside, Ethan raised his head turning to kiss Angelo, he moaned and whimpered between kisses as Angelo pushed his cock in deeper until his hips rested on top of Ethan's ass. Ethan pushed his ass up and Angelo forced it back down with his hips causing Ethan to cry out in pleasure, Angelo held Ethan closer to him and began moving his hips up and down in a tender loving motion. They continued for nearly half an hour with Ethan feeling more than ever this was what he needed and wanted. For the first time Ethan moaned louder and begged Angelo to fuck him harder, no sooner had he said that he felt the pressure increasing from Angelo as he pushed past any resistance from Ethan's ass. His hips slapping down harder withdrawing more of his cock each time and ramming it back in, Ethan's legs shook through the excitement and his toes tried curling in on themselves as every fibre of his body cried out for Angelo's sex. Angelo kissed Ethan's neck and continuously telling him how much he loved getting fucked by him. Ethan had never endured such powerful emotions his head buried in the pillow he cried out 'fuck me Angelo, show me you own me' he pleaded. Angelo gave Ethan one last kiss and raised his body up and began relentlessly hammering his cock in to Ethan, precum leaking from his cock coated the inside of Ethan's ass, his cock sweeping in and out with ease. His balls suddenly tightened without warning his hips pushed down hard as Ethan gasped and moaned, Angelo's hips kept pushing hard up against Ethan's ass as the seed from his cock erupted in to Ethan's body, he grunted loudly and cried 'You belong to me Ethan, I own you forever' Ethan's eyes were watering from the hardest sex he had willingly endured, his head jolted up with every clenching movement of Angelo's ass checks that forced the cock deeper inside his ass. Ethan collapsed on the bed his ass wriggling in happiness as he tried to catch his breath. Angelo collapsed on top of Ethan his hips grinding hard against Ethan's ass showed no sign of stopping imminently. Ethan moaned and turned his head to look at Angelo "I love you and belong to you". Angelo slipped his tongue into Ethan's mouth kissing him "That's everything I wanted from you". Angelo pulled Ethan on to his side still holding on to him as they both fell asleep and slept through the rest of the night. The alarm woke Ethan abruptly and he sat upright still slightly confused until he felt Angelo's arm pulling him back down to lay by his side. "I guess I have to get use to this" Ethan said cuddling next to Angelo. Angelo stroked his shoulder "How are you feeling?". Ethan rolled on to his back "I don't know, upset, angry you name it and I am probably feeling it". Angelo got out of bed and looked at him "Loved?". Ethan smiled "Very much so". Ethan settled in and with Adam as company he was putting he worse behind him, after 3 days Ethan eventually relented from the continuous text messages from his mother and told her he was doing well and would return to college in two weeks. He was being evasive and wouldn't let on where he was living or with who, but his mother bombarding him said she wanted to meet to talk. Cutting all his family out was the last thing he wanted to do and after much deliberation and coercion from Angelo he agreed to meet her on Monday in Harrison at Mel's Diner for a coffee. Adam who was now sporting a car of his own said he would drive Ethan and look after him to make sure nothing happened. Ethan was learning how to cook with Angelo and he was making himself useful tidying and cleaning around the already spotless house thanks to the cleaner.

A midweek surprise today- a neg buddy of mine came over and fucked me twice, raw. He says since he's all top he isn't worried about catching anything from me. I'd argue with him, but I love taking raw loads. Been a few years since we hooked up, but he can have my ass anytime. He's a hot 54 year old, shaved head with goatee, and a fat 7" cock. First load was before dinner, second one was after. Damn it feels good to get to bottom occasionally:-)

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."

I’ve only had my bf’s load this morning and I am so fucking horny for more now cause I’ve been so busy all day I didn’t have the chance to get me some more... asked the bf to ruin me later either with toys, fist or whoever he finds to use me

Being in chastity for nine months and not cumming once is hard, but to have them keep putting smaller & smaller cages on is torture. I'm sent to one of the owner's homes to have it removed, and I would be there for some time. When I enter, he is waiting and hands me a rubber suit with holes for my dick, nipples, and my ass. It's tight to put on, and when it's on, I have a second shin. He leads me over to a chair that will support my legs and torso. I'm strapped tight to the chair, and I can see in the mirror I can see everything as he pulls out a bolt cutter. Boy if I mess up with this bolt cutter, you might louse your dick. When the cage is off, I'm shocked as he rubs my dick. Boy, your dick has shrunk up a bit, let me see if I can get it back to its original size. He puts a hood over my head and; I can't see anything now. He is putting something in my ass that feels like a dildo going into my second sphincter, so I know it's deep. I hear the motor, and the dildo is going in and out slowly. Next, he puts a pump as they use for milking cows on my dick and me being hairless it easy to stay on. With my nipples, there is also suction pumps put on. I'm feeling great until he speeds up the dildo and then the pump on my dick and nipples. He changes out the dildo to a bigger one and turns it on; I feel like I'm being split in half. I have a raging hardon that is driving me nuts, and I think I must have cum a few times. When I'm taken down, and the hood comes off, I see my dick looks more significant in size. I get out of the rubber suit; the sweat is running off me and hand me a drink, and from the taste, there is nothing in it but gives me some viagra. I head to the shower turn the water this boy walk in, and he is hot and about my age and is all over me in the shower kissing me with passion, I respond as my dick has not fucked a hole in a while. He takes me to a bedroom; his mouth is on my dick as I see the owner come in and hands this boy a drink, hands me a bag of tina. Shoves this up his hole before you fuck him. He takes the boy arm ties it off and gives him a slam; it was not a heavy one but enough. We are left alone as I kiss him and his mouth on my nipples is driving me nuts, I push him off as it's his hole is want I want. I take a shard and shove it in, and to my surprise, this hole is tight as I have ever seen. I bury my face in it, and I'm in heaven as he is moaning a bitch in heat. The head of my dick is on his pucker hole. I like it rough shove it in. OK, you want it he is screaming and I know I'm doing damage, but I don't give a shit as after nine months of being lock up in chastity this hole is giving me so much pleasure even as I see some blood on my dick. At this time I'm negative, so I'm not knocking him up. I must have collapsed as I wake up with him in my arms. The owner comes in pushes me off. Now the real fun comes for this boy. He grabs him by the arm, and I lay there and see on the sheets some pink cum as I look at my still hard dick. In the other room, I hear a lot of noise, so I get to see what is going on. They have the boy strapped to a bench with four bears around with some tattoos and piercing. The closer I look they are Bio-Hazard tattoos. They are slapping his ass hard and saying well we had the boy that was in chastity wreck your hole now it's our turn to welcome to the brotherhood. The owner comes over to me; this is a conversion party as he hands me a point to slam him. After every POZ load, they hand me a long thin dildo to push the POZ cum feather up his hole. I still have a raging hardon, so I stick my dick in his mouth as they were fucking his ass with POZ load. I left there so tired when I made it home I fell into Thad's arms and slept for a day.

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.

So a few years ago, I meet a freshman on grinder that lived just a few blocks from me. After a few back and fourths and a face pic each, we decided to meet up. We were both just looking to suck some cock, didn't talk about fucking or cock size. When he showed up, I was a little surprised by his height. He was 6'6 and 170 pounds, tall and skinny. I'm not into taller guys, so it was a little odd at first. He had a good 8" on me. After the invite inside, we made a drink and packed a bowl, trying to settle the mood. After a few hits and a drink, we stared to make out. As the kissing progressed, I moved into a setting precision in his lap. As we kissed, I played with his nipples and grounded my ass against his crouch. I could tell that it was something thick in those shorts, i just couldn't tell how big. After removing our shirts and some more making out, we decided to move it to the bedroom. With the height difference, it was odd making out while standing up. Which he fixed by pushing me down on my knees. He informed me that, after meeting the monster, that if I don't want to do anything that it was ok. He was use to people turning him down after seeing its size. I just had to see it and taste it after that comment. I pulled down his shorts to his boxers and could see it hanging behind the material. I sucked on his boxers and felt it grow some more. As I pulled his boxers down with my teeth, my eyes were up close to it. It's was thick and long with a small head. Well, the head was good size on a normal cock, but it was small for this size. It was not that it was fat, it was wide, almost 3 fingers wide. As I started to lick it, he informed me that if I was going to suck it. I better do it before it gets hard, that no one can get more then a few inches in after it was rock hard. I swallowed as much as I could being semi had, but couldn't get it all the way in. I sucked on that meat, it started to get harder and I thought it would get stuck in my throat. Once he was hard, I could not get more then 3-4 inches in my mouth. (He has a pic of a dollar bill around his cock, it comes up an inch or more short of touching). I sucked on that cock for a good 10/12 mins and he was ready to pop. He told me that the first load is always quick and unless I wanted to swallow, I better stop but he could get hard again quick. My answer was to try to take more cock into my throat. He got the hint and grabbed my head and bucked his hips a few times and pushed in as hard as he could to get more of that dick into my throat as he unloaded a tasty load in me. After he unloaded, he keep it in my mouth. He told me to keep sucking, that I maybe able to get it all in after he was soft. Then work him up to being hard again and get a second on out of him. As I sucked him, he told me that I was the first to suck him totally off and not just jack him. That he loved that I swallowed his load. That most guys would not let him shoot in their mouth as they jacked him off. He said that once he knew that I was going to take the load, that it hornied him up and got him off quicker. I finally pulled on his dick, as asked if he had ever fucked anyone. He said that, there was a few guys that tried it, but it was only the first inch or so. That they always chicken out after that. He has never gotten off fucking someone. Challenge accepted. We got up on the bed and I had him lay on his back. With his death stick pointed straight up. Damn it was big, thinking the biggest I have seen or taken. We hit the bowl a few times and I sucked on his cock some more. I was getting it wet and slick with spit. Thank god I was stoned, I don't think I could do this without being fucked up. I set on him and spit a few times in my hand. I started to jack him and then started kissing him. He broke away and asked what I was doing, I informed him I wanted to try to set on it. He asked for a condom and I told him that if I could get a few inches in without one, I would put one on so he could fuck me. He said ok, I added some more spit and set on the head, it's smaller then the shaft. So it started in easier then I thought it would. I got about two inches in and it hurt in a good way. I came up and off and add more spit. I set back down on it and got the first two in plus a third inch. We stopped and hit the bowl again, I set back and get two more inches of death stick. This point I got 5 inches out of 9, from a skinny 6'6" freshman inside me. I'm thinking that I need to get some lube at some point, that the spit will dry up. But as I'm going up and down on the few inches I got in me. It's sliding easy, he is precumming big time and making me horny as hell, knowing I this kid up in me leaking like this. I'm riding him and just working on those few inches, it got me wanting more. I start to lower myself, I take two more inches, I'm stretched out big time. I don't know if I can do the other 2 inches, this is pushing me to my limits. I finally look at him, he is watching me with a big smile on his face. I ask him how he is feeling and he tells me that it's the best. First time he has gone bareback and this deep inside someone. But thinks that I should put the condom on, because he is getting close to cumming. I tell him that we should finish this way, that the condom would just kill it. He finally say ok, but I need to pull off before he shoots. I tell him ok, but I want the rest of it in me. I finish the bowl and set down on him as far as my ass would go. I'm just short but it's killing me. He smiles and bucks his hips up and he grabbed my legs. Damn, it hurt like hell but I got it all in. I'm rocking on him, trying to get use to it, before I ride him. I think I got the hang of it and start to rise up and slowly go back down. I'm riding him for about 5/7 mins, going easy and enjoying the ride as he tells me he is getting close. I ask how close as I slide down to his balls and rock a little. He said one or two more and that's it. So, I ride him. I bounce 3-4 times and he is trying to get me off him. He is saying that he is going to cum and to get off. I'm not getting off this ride, so as I come up and he is about to drop the load. I drop down and plate him balls deep in me. He bucks up and I feel him pulse inside me. He bucks a few more times and say I should have gotten off him. I tell him I should have but I wanted the nut. I set there and tell him I don't want to get off of him, that I will leak. Knowing that I'm hole is blown out, I'm going to leak. He said about about rounding over to my back then he will pull out. We round and he is looking down at me now, he lifts my legs and says it's hot to see his cock in me. He pulls out a little and says it's hot to watch my ass lips try to pull him back in. He pushes in a little and pulls out some, and repeats it a few times. It feels good and I still have not gotten off. I go to jack off as he is slow fucking me with a semi hard on. He asked if it's true that someone can cum just by being fucked. I tell him that I have once and he asked if he can try to make it happen again. I'm like now and I know the answer, he is getting hard inside me.

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

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

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.

Hunter22, Or "Open, O fragrant and sweet-tasting flower of masculinity!" YUMMY! OINK!

Early today i got a message from a profile with no pic and very little information..after a few messages I figure out he is a “straight” guy with girlfriend. interesting...a few more messages and he asks if he can come in the house to find me ass up, lubed ready to take his cock...Raw... no problem, so he finally gets to my place...after not seeing a picture I was silently cheering....big 6 ft rugby build, heavily tattooed...stunning fella. so I do what any of us would do....drop to my knees and blow him, a few minutes of his cock pounding the back of my throat he grabs me by the neck and holds me face down on the bed...his cock was very much the grower..big fat 7 inch cock..it went in pretty hard (glad I lubed up) and he just pounded away as he shoved my face into the bed...after about 10 minutes he was sweating and slamming it up my furry ass...he muttered something as I felt him hold it deep in me and bury his face into my back....he was blowing a huge load deep up my ass. just for something different (I mentioned earlier I liked w/s) he kept a hold of my head and he was still right up my ass...I felt a warm rush flood my hole....grrrr it was the hottest thing...I blew all over my blanket and belly...he just got up, quickly changed and left. though he did message me and told me he wanted the same again soon, I hope he makes it a regular thing...best fuck in a long time!

An art piece. Yeah! S-u-u-u-re it’s an art piece. Of course it is. And that thing in my basement that looks like a St. Andrew’s Cross is for drying dish towels. I didn’t just fall off the turnip truck, Sven. #notfoolinganybody

Yesterday was my last night in Australia. I’m a bit sad. I enjoyed every moment of my time here. Thanks god the aircraft is starting at tonight, so I have more hours here. Maybe I got a farewell load into my hole. But it seems unsure, so I planned it for yesterday night. Although many guys wrote me on Grindr and some on Scruff, and I wrote some via these apps and on BBRTS Mobile as well, some of them wanted only wrd, some of them couldn’t host, others were too far, etc. So we went to Sydney Sauna. It was quite empty. The most of the guys, mostly the better ones went away after a half hour. It seemed hopeless. Fortunately I found an awesome stud. Sucked him, when he sucked me and turned back offering me his ass. I was rock hard, so why not. I fucked him hard, but couldn’t cum. Behind me was standing a guy with rock hard cock, I invited him but he denied me. After that I was cruising around and around but no one. I found the previous stud with others, I could see him being fucked, I tried to make something but only stroking, etc. I told my buddy we should go home, but I took a last cruise. Of course went to the dark room with not much except because previously it was standing empty. But not then. It was semiblack guy with really big and hard tool. I began suck him. His hand was immediately on my hole. I made it obvious what I wanted. Stood up, bent me over, pushed in. And pounded me hard. Lasted 10-15 minutes. Maybe his breath began faster, but I didn’t feel that he cummed. Not much earlier I cummed onto the floor. He left me, and I supposed it was a good barebacking but not breeding. When I arrived at home I had to go to the loo. And a quiet good dose of cum left me. So I was bred. LoL

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.

So tired of potential hookups grilling me for that I'm "into" every time. Look dude, I just want to get together and fuck and see where it goes. I'm not planning this all out ahead of time. Just go with it. Do whatever you want, and if I want you to stop I'll say so. Only the reeeeeally extreme things require a conversation ahead of time and those are common sense. Rest assured, if you don't know one of them and you do it without having had the necessary conversation, you'll learn quickly what to do next time.

As BBBoyfromTN says I've similarly found that the available 'pool' of guys is diminished by the number of those that are unwilling or too scared to play with a poz guy - although no doubt there are plenty of them that would still go bare with an 'unknown' status guy, or in a 'don't ask don't tell' encounter! That caveat aside, I definitely seem to be moving from quantity towards quality as I get older. I've never had a lot of 'quantity' as such, even when I was younger; probably a combination of my shyness and that I don't seem to be to many guys' tastes. But, as each year passes, I'm definitely heading to the quality side of things, for two reasons: 1) Half the time I really can't be bothered with the drop everything, rush around douching, getting ready at the last minute type fucks that end up in a dump and go - I do much prefer more relaxed planned meets (which is not something most guys on Grindr/Scruff or elsewhere seem to want). 2) Despite being poz, and a previous chaser, I really am not turned on by getting other STDs such as gono, syph, chlamydia etc - I know they are (for the most part) eminently treatable and in the past I've clocked them all up at one point or another, but now I find it's just such a hassle to go to the clinic. get tested, get the treatment, get tested again etc. So, as another poster said earlier, I'm becoming more choosy and unlikely to hook up with guys that have clearly been round the block at least twenty times in the space of a couple of hours. The frustrating part of it all though is that there is a part of me that still craves a different hot man every night, or to be in the middle of a gyrating, pulsating orgy of sleazy bareback fuckers. I just can't seem to reconcile this craving with my desire to avoid the oozing, dripping bacterial based STDs. Grrrrrrrr!

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..

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.”

PART 9 I don’t think even one minute passed before the door began to open. I barely had my shorts up and started to panic to make sure I was covered at the same time I looked at the door. What i saw a guy maybe 40ish around 6 feet. He was a little bolder and didnt wait for me to nod back. He just slid through the crack and shut the door and locked it. In the glow of the gay porn on the screen, I was able to see him better. Yeah a little taller than me, so at least six feet and thin. He had on sweat pants and sandals and a T-shirt. There was already a sizable bulge in those sweats. He approached me and his hand went into my still unbuttoned shorts, but he bypassed my cock. Instead, his hand dipped down and I felt a finger slide into my ass crack and run across my hole. His hand slid out of my pants just as quickly and he motioned me up. As soon as I stood, he slipped my shorts down and began to turn me around away from him. And I just let it happen, half out of surprise and half because i was still horny and this guy was pretty hot. I slipped a leg out of my shorts and spread wider, as I braved myself with my hands. I could hear him tugging his sweats down and heard him spit, managing to look back in time to see him using it as lube to stroke with. Again he spat into his hand and rubbed it on his cock. And his cock was... it was huge. Like at least 8.5 inches and thick with a nice big cut head. It was magnificent. It was obvious that like the first guy, he wasn’t going to use a condom. His cock slick with spit I felt him use one hand to grab an ass cheek to spread me open a little, as he used his other to guide his cock to my already fucked and cummed in hole. I felt him push against my barely puckered hole and it gave easily. It hadn’t even had time to close up from the last cock and with the cum coating my hole, he was able to work his giant cock into me. I don’t know if it would have worked otherwise. Later as time went on, I would take bigger cocks but this guy was hung and as an 18 year old almost virgin still, this thing was just massive. And I was taking it. I was almost naked bent over in a bookstore booth, gay porn blaring away, while a guy I hadn’t exchanged a single word with was almost 8 inches into me and continuing to fuck deeper and deeper. And with the first guys cum and my hole already relaxed from getting fucked a few minutes before, I was taking it and loving every second. There was no pain or discomfort. He was working my hole harder and harder and we were not being quiet. Besides him basically knocking my breath out every time he rammed home, I couldn’t keep myself balanced and my hands kept knocking against the thin plywood wall I was supporting myself against. And he was grunting and breathing fast. And then finally to make It competely obvious, he was finally balls deep and now every time he drove into me there was that slap as his pelvis met my ass cheeks. And I was so lost in the fuck and his cock sliding into my prostate that I didn’t care. I didn’t care that It was sleazy and dirty. The smell of sex and cum made me feel drunk. And I didn’t need to know who was fucking me. All that mattered was that he was hot and had a fucking amazing cock and he was in me raw. And I had already kind of figured it out, all these guys here are looking for cock. I gave in and enjoyed every second and didn’t care that everyone there would know I was getting fucked right there in the booth. Eyes closed and head down I took it until I felt his hands grip tighter and felt his pounding increase even more til finally he rammed deep and erupted. Spurt after spurt of cum coated my guts as I pushed back to make sure I was getting it all. He grinded into me as he stayed deep while his cock pulsed and throbbed inside me, as he obviously was trying to put every drop into me. Spent and satisfied that he had put all his cum inside me, he slowly pulled out. Without a word he pulled up his sweat pants and straightened his shirt up. Looking down, he adjusted his still softening rod and covered it with his shirt. I meanwhile was wobbly legged and was trying get my one leg through my shorts so I could pull them back up. Mr Sweatpants paused by the door to give me a second to get the shorts up and then just as quietly as he had slid in, he popped back out after cracking open the door and then shut it behind him. I noticed it wAs darker and realized I had let the video machine run out of credits. I don’t think even twenty minutes had elapsed and I had gotten fucked twice. And had no idea who they were or if i could even recognize them if I saw them. And I hadn’t asked either one if they were clean. I mean who knows, Tim looks healthy and he has it. But then the thought that hit almost right away was did it matter? Would I have stopped those guys if they were did have HIV? If I saw Mr Sweatpants giant cock and knew he was HIV positive, could I or would I want to say no to it? I knew why I didn’t ask. It didn’t matter. I was taking them raw no matter what the risk. It just felt too good. As all this wet through my head in about 30 seconds, I stood to walk out, figuring enough was enough for tonight and I had not been very discreet and didn’t want trouble. As my hand touched the doorknob, it twisted in my hand and the door opened up a crack as another stranger met my stare. Maybe I wasn’t leaving quite as soon as I thought as we gave each other a quick look over. A mutual nod and I was backing toward the bench of the booth as a new stranger entered the small cubicle with me and shut and locked the door.

As a lover of sucking cock for hours at sex club gloryholes, I usually service a lot of cock. But I am picky in that I am uninterested in sucking small cocks. Sometimes a guy unzips, sticks it through and I don’t want to waste my time on it once I see it is small. Am I being selfish or do i have the right to walk away or ignore dicks 6” and under?

So this is just the foreplay. Would love some feedback as there are so many directions to go after this. Thanks for reading. -sewerffag@gmail.com I’ll just get right down to it, cuz that’s what we’re here for right? So my meth dealer is fucking sexy/sleazy/I’d fuck him when I’m sober/I drool over him when high and is the kinda confident macho bro that knows it. I’d guess he’s right around 40 but his demeanor and look is younger, as if he’s not maturing past his early 30s. He works out plenty, and while he's definitely always high, he handles his drug well, so well that he’s made it apart if his swagger, upping his sex appeal (course this aspect probably only appeals to meth users). Now, he’'s definitely straight because he always has hungry, territorial bitches hangin on him when I come to pick up, but like most straight guys who know they're hot, hung, and have an inflated ego (false or otherwise) he teases the fags shamelessly. Whores for attention, and I’m a sucker for an attention whore. One Friday afternoon when I am over to pick up, I know he’s horny and in a mood because he is shirtless and wearing these navy blue Gym shorts (why is it always gym shorts?) that he sags, showing off some nice furry crack and about an inch of what looks like dingy CK boxer briefs. I’ve seen these shorts numerous times but it dawns on me just now that if he didn’t sag them so much they’d only fall to about mid thigh, peculiarly short for such a bro. In any case his huge cock flops visibly around in them when he saunters towards me, his muscled ass stretching the worn navy nylon in the back, and a few holes show flesh or underwear beneath. Without fail he always manages to bend over or squat at least once each visit in locations that are blatant appeals to my obvious faggot desires. Sure, he knows that I know that he knows I’d get on my knees and beg for it if he allowed me the opportunity, but what he doesn’t know are the all the diverse and extreme ways I would beg to service him. It is this knowledge, this indecorous depravity, that allows me to barely maintain my confidence around him. I was sure that if given the chance and motivation I could blow his mind by getting him to blow his load in 3 minutes or less, and change his life forever. The fucker sure gives me a run for my money though...those first few clouds he offers me, knowing I haven't smoked in a while so he can watch me go from composed business-casual gay to sweaty, needy, chemwhore in 60 seconds flat. I just can't help it. That bitch Tina immediately hijacks my brain, silencing any self control, dignity or hesitations and ignites a pathetic hunger, an inexhaustible need… My eyes (and my kunt) dilate, my cock twitches, and I salivate from both holes and my cock all at once. Unconsciously I rub my inner thigh and readjust my cum swollen balls and swelling cock. I know that I'm staring at him, at his muscles as he flexes his arms ripping the bong, the size of his hands, and then my eyes following the massive cloud he blows purposely down onto his crotch. The perfectly timed twitch of his cock through the swirling smoke, a trap I realize immediately when he snickers and my eyes snap to his leering back at me. Without breaking eye contact he leans forward, let’s spreading wider (those fucking gym shorts!) and passes me the bong. “Here ya go man, best shit I’ve had in a while. Been making me wicked horny all day. Take a couple good rips off that while I weigh you out.” I don’t even hesitate or don’t break eye contact till he smiles and looks away to go about our transaction. Torch clicks, crystal melts, chamber fills and I suck that bong like the glass cock it is. He watches me exhale a thick cloud even bigger than his and whistles. I’m already power lunging my 3rd rip when he leans back into his chair, folding his beefy arms behind his buzzed sandy blonde head and exposing those ripe pits. He slouches more, legs spreading further and crotch pushing forward even more and resumes his leering as I exhale... even more slowly this time, letting the smoke ooze from my mouth while meeting his domineering gaze. At this point I don't really care that he's smirking down at me, in fact it does exactly what it’s meant to: makes me want him, to submit to him more, helplessly falling deeper into his well practiced thrall. Now, as an unwavering, no reciprocation necessary, worshiper-of-cock kind of cocksucker, I have no problem dropping to my knees and servicing any man who knows how to put my grateful holes to good use but in my experience (or my assumptions) not many straight men really know about us faggots and/or just aren't interested. This guy though? I’d bet my left nut he knows exactly what to do with me. I pass the bong back to him and it’s then I realize there’s no one else in the house for once...just him and those fucking gym shorts with that big old dick print and some ripe fucking pits. Usually, I come in, give him cash, smoke a few hits and then leave, but this time he has invited me in, sat me on his couch across from him and is casually getting me twisted bong high. “So Cassandra thinks you’re a faggot” he states. “She says you’re kind occasionally come into her club cuz they’re still closeted and trying to play it straight in front of their bro friends. ‘They’re always so awkward and never want a lap dance but they always tip real well,’ she says. You ever had that experience?” He more insinuates than asks. “No actually, I embraced my faggotry at a young age so I never had to ‘fake it.’ More often I am the person those bros call when they leave the club. All horned up, buzzed, and looking to use some hungry hole or be serviced with out the emotional shit their women make them go through,” Hell if he thought he would catch me off guard and shame me into…whatever he had in mind, he thought wrong. This response shocked him for a moment as he coughed and sputtered out his cloud, looked at me dead on checking to make sure I wasn’t bullshitting him, and then smiled. “So after Cassandra told me this, I did a little research. Fuckin Tumblr opened my eyes real wide. I’ll admit I had no idea you guys really existed…and what really got me going is that you exist to worship, service, whatever the fuck I want. The moment you walked in today I knew Cassie was right and that you will gratefully do whatever I tell you.” The fact that this last part was a statement and not a question made me whimper under my breath. He passed me back the bong and said, “Finish that faggot. I can tell you’re about to loose your shit just being in my presence and for what I have in mind, I want you all ready to go. Then you can show me if you faggots are worth a real man’s time. “

I do use Doublelist with mixed results. Craigslist was definitely the best source for me to find tops to fuck me. Ever since Craigslist disappeared my anonymous fuck parties have been more difficult to organize and attendance has dropped. Doublelist is slowly catching on. But, it's nowhere near what Craigslist used to be.

I just thought I’d share my ultimate dream. I know we’re all sluts here but I have a hard time letting go of the hope of falling in love. Sometimes I feel like me wanting take loads from many men will ruin my chances of being in love. So my ultimate dream would be to find a vers or vers bottom that I have a lot in common with that can travel with me and also wants to be a cum dump like me and we can whore each other’s holes out and when we’re both alone and full of cum we can flip fuck and eat each other’s frothy holes and cuddle before going to sleep.

Maybe not the piggiest, but one of the hottest times was when my hubby and I first opened up our relationship and we both got on prep, we took a trip to Madrid with friends (another gay couple). My hubby still had a rule that we’d use condoms with strangers. But the first night out at the gay bars, we all got drunk, and I followed my hubby when he snuck into the darkroom where I watched him breed a Spanish otter’s furry hole. Back at the bar I confronted him about breaking his own condom rule, so he finally agreed we could both bareback with strangers from that point on. It was such a hot moment knowing I had this new freedom to take raw loads with his permission. Our friends were a bit more conservative and sort of shocked by the whole conversation. They and my hubby were ready to call it a night, but I had an itch to check out the bathhouse and explore my new freedom. They went back to the airbnb while I ended up at the bathhouse. The bathhouse was dimly lit and full of Spanish daddies with big uncut cocks. First I sucked a few guys in the steam room and swallowed two loads. That got me really horny so I made my way into the pitch black maze where almost immediately I was felt up by several guys with a huge hard cocks. Someone fingered my hole with lube and then a bare cock pushed right in. He fucked me hard against a wall for a few minutes before spurting a huge load deep in my guts. I was in total ecstasy as at least 4 more guys followed in succession and each bred my hole. Drunk and tired, I stumbled back to the Airbnb with cum dripping down my leg. When I crawled into bed, my hubby woke up and asked if I took any loads at the bathhouse. I told him I had 5 in my ass and 2 down my throat. He was so turned on that he got on right on top of me and shoved his cock in and started plowing my ass, moaning like I’ve never heard him before. Must have woken our friends because they came in our room naked and jacking their cocks as they watched my hubby plow me. Cum was squirting from my hole all over the bed and floor. Hubby added his load, then our friends (who I thought were more sex shy) jumped right in and tag teamed me until they both gave me their loads too. Was a great start to lots of hot times together.

Right? psychologically, i feel and think of myself as an inlet, not an outlet.

Ah, but does it really? I know it does if you have your cock buried down the guy’s throat when you cum, but my experience with Tops using my mouth for their hole is that more than half the time they pull out to shoot onto my face. And the thing is, I’m right there, inches away, mouth open wide, my tongue out like a landing strip - and they miss. Completely. With every spurt! I mean, it fucking defies the laws of physics. Last fall I had this big guy who wanted to stand on his knees over me with me on my back so he could cum on my face. I was looking up at this big cock and hefty balls, thinking this was probably going to be a big load, so I opened wide, and he made it rain cum all over my face, shoulders, hair, everything - and did not hit my mouth with a single drop. ! !! Somebody explain this bizarre phenomenon, because it beats me how they do it...

I'm an absolute pig when it comes to rimming, and I'll eat your ass like I'm starving and have just arrived at an all-you-can-eat buffet ❤

1. Seeing a top orgasm inside a guy. But I mean seeing it. His ass spasming or his cock spasming as he cums. 2. Seeing a bottom opening and clenching their toes involuntarily from being fucked so good.

Any bottoms or other surprised at the amount of safe tops who BB or end up going BB? I’ve met several tops, maybe five in the last few months, who said they play safe only but ended up going BB when we fucked. I’ve recently been with two separate tops who let me pull the condom off mid fuck and after i kept asking them to give me their cum. In one instance, i only had lube out no condoms when my top arrived. I guess he was so horned up he didn’t care about wrapping up. My preference is raw, i hadn’t seen this except in the last few months and just wondered if other noticed the same

I wanna hear how hard you got! Or if you came. Let me know??☣??

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!

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

There' usually some. The guys tend to get the rooms for the handicapped because they have good sized bathrooms with bigger than standard tubs. You will see them advertised once everyone has checked in.

really well said from the perspective of suspensions , people that do post , basically make the content , they are the ones that will get pinged , if the ping is a suspension then possibly they dont return or if they do they second guess what they write , or dont write at all . so eventually the posts get boring or non existant, and eeveryone starts leaving . i think there must b some system so speach doesnt get unruly, but i recently did something wrong ( im sure i did, not complaining bout that ) but i came back after my suspension n still not sure how i did the wrong so its hard to fix it or not replicate it. so im not posting as much - which may be a good thing for all concerned - lol

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

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.

Spandexcumdump, Having bareback sex several times in one day like you did will have a PROFOUND effect on you afterwards. You WILL search out and crave more cock, ass (to rim and felch) and cum to swallow or be fucked with. You'll never be your old self! Just enjoy and have FUN!!!

Got lucky last night, had arranged to meet a reg to get my first load of the year (yeah I was off to a slow start) at a weekly leather night, and hopefully a few extra cocks too. As we'd arranged to meet late, I stopped off at a park on the way to try my luck, just have a bit of fun before giving my mate my virgin hole (well, virgin for this year). I walked up to two guys who were jerking off together along one of the paths, got my cock and and was accepted to join them, one dropped to his knees and started to blow me, but after a minute or so, he stood up and just walked away, not sure why. I sucked the remaining guy and he started to play with my hole... well what was I to do, I stood up, spit on my hand and lubed myself up and he then slid his cock up me. A few mins of pounding and he said he was about to cum, so I pushed back to let him know I love taking seed and he let me have it. I started to walk along another path and spotted the guy who sucked me and walked away. He led me to a small shelter and we traded blow jobs, then he decided to fuck me, sadly wrapped but his cock was nice n big so... ditched my pants and got on all 4's in front of the shelter on the grass at the edge of the oval where the shelter was. A few guys walked past and looked for a bit, but none joined in sadly. After a few mins of taking his cock, he started to loose his boner and we parted ways. Decided to walk into the direction that the guys who'd watched us went into and saw two guys starting to fuck, got my cock out to watch. Bottom guy stopped and turned around, top guy grabbed my cock and went down on me, then I returned the favor, but let him know I was up for being fucked and he obliged, he only lasted and minute or so and bred me in front of the other guy, I then sucked the other guy and slipped my cock into him for a bit, then he fucked me, pounded away for a bit, saw a couple of guys on bikes and moved a bit more into the shadows of the trees and kept fucking me. the guys on the bikes started to watch, the guy fucking me gave up and the shorter of the two bike guys just walked up and slipped his cock up me as his mate watched, he kept encouraging his mate to take a go at me too, but he was hesitant. After a few mins of being pounded by short bike guy, he stopped, so I bent over and sucked his cock, tasting the two loads I had up me already, then sucked the 2nd bike guy. 2nd bike guy then started to fuck me against a tree, as he did another guy showed up. 5 or so mins of being fucked by 2nd bike guy, I heard the sounds of someone coming and saw over my shoulder that short bike guy was being fucked by the new comer and he blown whilst being fucked. both bike guys then left, sadly didn't get either of their seed, but the top fucking short bike guy needed a hole as he was left high and dry.. Lucky me, he just stepped up to my arse and let me have it, fucked me for a good 5 mins then blasted his load up me. It was then time to meet my mate at the club, so I headed off, after taking 7 cocks and 3 loads. Club was a bit of a let down, not much going on, mate bred me then let another guy fuck me who'd been watching and he shot a load up me, but that was it for the club, all the fun was in the park on the way. Definitely lost my 2019 virginity.

I knew it was wrong – I wasn’t that naïve. But it felt so good and so natural I couldn’t resist. Sid started to fuck me with slow, deliberate strokes as Frank knelt in front of me and offered his cock to my mouth. I had never sucked a man’s cock before. The silkiness of it was exciting as was the salty drool of pre-cum oozing from the narrow, red slit. I began to suck it even as Sid started thrusting hard in and out of my arse. Suddenly, he pushed hard against me and I felt his cock stiffen and throb but I was so intent on sucking Frank, I barely noticed. The door opened and the old man from the TV room appeared. His entire body was wrinkled and slack-skinned, but his thick cock stood out from his sagging belly with a metal ring around his cock and balls. “Oh, it’s Arthur,” Laughed Frank. “How’s it going you dirty bastard?” Arthur licked his lips and came over to us and I felt his bony fingers probing my hole and the cock sliding into me. “Ok, Arthur. You look like you need a fuck.” With that, Sid pulled his long cock out of me and spread my cheeks. I felt the old man get behind me and his thick, veiny cock started to push into me. My arsehole stretched until I thought it couldn’t stretch any more, then his cock popped into me and slid in up to his balls. “Nice!” He grunted. “It’s all wet in there.” “Yeah,” said Sid. “I’ve just dropped a load up him. I’m off downstairs.” With that, he left. I was shocked. He had shot his spunk in me! All the fears and worries I had about safe sex came back to me, but Frank pushed the bottle under my nose and I sagged forward in surrender. “Cumming now.” Growled Arthur and leant over me, his whole body shuddering and I realised a second stranger was shooting up me. But it felt so good, I could only kneel there and let him do it. “That’s better.” He said as he pulled out of me. “You want a bit, Frank?” The other man shook his head. “Not yet. I’ll have it later.” Then they left, talking about something they’d seen in the news. I got off the couch and felt my hole which was wet and dripping with cum. Shaking, I pulled on my t-shirt and shorts, emptied the bin and went downstairs. Bill was making tea to take through to the others who were in the lounge. “You took your time.” He said. I blushed and turned away to put the bin outside. Then I heard him chuckle. “Oh, I see.” He said “ They’ve knocked up your cute little backside already, eh? What would your mother say.” I looked over my shoulder at my reflection in the mirror and saw the dark, wet patch in my shorts. Blushing furiously, I went out to the dustbin….what had I done? But my cock was stiff as I thought about it and I knew I would go back for more. After all, it was a bit late now, wasn’t it?

Lately, I can't do it enough. I don't even call it rimming anymore. It's "Tongue Fucking". I'll try to open his hole as much as possible then shove my tongue in as deep as I can.

I always rim I love the taste of man's ass and I enjoy the pleasure it gives the men I rim There are men who don't enjoy being rimmed and I respect their wishes Once my tongue is up a man's ass, he's no longer a stranger

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 26, Going into heat. As I entered the house and he closed the garage door, I felt him come up behind me. He put his hands on my shoulders and started to guide me through the house. When we went down the hallway to his bedroom, I felt my cock getting hard in my tight jeans. It is strange how it has been acting lately. Mr C kind of spun me around and sat me on the bed. He got on his knees and pulled my shoe off. Funny I didn't have socks on, I thought I had put them on in the morning before work. He ran his hands over my feet and massaged each one for a minute. He then stood up and moved toward the bathroom. As he entered the bathroom, he then turned around like he remembered something and walked to the night stand of the bed. He pulled out two little prescription bottles. He handed me three pills and bottle of water and said, 'here, take these'. I looked into my hand and there was one of the big blue diamond vitamins and two other big blue pills. Before I could say anything he said, 'I know you had a couple diamond vitamins this morning, but I think another would be in order and the other two blue pills are good for whatever ails you, there are some new bugs going around that one house today and I dont want you to get sick.' Then I heard something under his breath like 'well, just yet anyway...until I know it is mine'. B But whatever, I popped all three in my mouth and washed them down. I heard him running water into the bathtub and I laid back on the bed for a minute with my feet hanging over the edge. A minute later he came back in the room and I felt him undoing my pants. He raised my legs up with one hand and was taking my pants down with the other. As I looked at him a little funny wondering what he was doing, he looked at me and said.... ' You have had a rough day and I am going to pamper you and give you a great shave.' I ran my hand across my face, there wasnt even any razor stubble, being super smooth sure has its down sides I thought. I mentioned, 'Mr C, I dont think there is enough to worry about shaving'. He commented back, 'It not your face I will be working on'. He suddenly picked me up like a bride going across the threshold and carried me into the bathroom, I was totally naked and my cock was not cooperating and was hard and leaking on my belly. When we go over to the Jacuzzi tub he sat me on the edge and felt the water. He shut it off and took something that looked like soap ball and dropped it into the water and it fizzed up. He motioned for me to get in and I slid into the extra large tub. I laid there and closed my eyes. I heard him leave the room and figured by how quiet it was that he left the bedroom as well. I was laying there thinking of how amazing the last two days have been and how thankful I was for all Mr. C has done for me. I then dozed off as I laid there in the warm tub. I instantly started dreaming right where my awake thoughts were taking me. Remembering the first day of work and then I started having strange things enter into my dream. Strange, like Mr. C was dressed in leather and smoking a cigar and he was petting me and staring at me from between my legs. My body felt amazing and in my dream I started to play with myself in the water. One hand went to my cock and the other went between my legs. I was circling my hole with my finger like I was rubbing the edge of a flower. It was like a flower opening, starting out small and opening wide, into full bloom right before my eyes. This beautiful open flower. I felt this heat come over me. A few minutes I heard a voice, 'Lukas I love how comfortable you look'. My eyes flew open and I realized my hand was fisting my cock and Mr. C was standing in the doorway. I quickly pulled my hand off my cock and put it under the foam suds of the tub. 'Don't stop on my account, I know boys need relief', he said softly and turned back into the bedroom and I heard Mr C. back in the room doing something. I felt so comfortable. It was strange, a couple days ago I felt stroking my cock was dirty and a sin and now I was doing it right in front of my neighbor and friend and didn't feel self conscious about it at all. I noticed Mr. C had pulled the blinds in the room as the bedroom had gotten darker. He came back in the bathroom and got some extra towels and as he was going back into the bedroom said, 'stay there just a couple more minutes, I am almost ready for your massage and shave'. 'Massage and shave?' I asked in a questioning voice? 'I havent ever had a massage before'. 'Well this is another first for you tonight, one of several I hope,' Mr C said. My cock jumped and I noticed he had changed into a tight tank top and short gym shorts, Wow, his body is muscular and covered in that gorgeous carpet of fur. A couple minutes later, I heard some soft but very interesting music, it was soothing, yet with a base tone that I could feel in my soul a little bit at times. The lights were all off but it looked like the glow of candles in the room. He came into the bathroom and told me to stand up. As I did he released the drain and the tub started to empty. By the time I had got to my feet he had a towel and instead of wrapping it around me, he started to dry me off. I started to grab the towel and he said in a soft yet stern voice, 'no, relax boy, I got you.' Damn, my cock jumped again and I saw a snicker in his smile and a sparkle in his eye as he looked at me. He started at my head and slowly but carefully worked his way down and had me slowly turn so he could do all sides of me. 'That's really nice', I softly said. By the time he was down to by belly, he grabbed a different towel. I was crazy soft and tickled a little bit. As he dried my butt, I raised my leg and rested it on the side of the Jacuzzi. He pushed a little on my lower back and I bent over a little bit. He very carefully dried my nuts from behind and very slowly and delicately went over my asshole. He dried back and forth a few times and I felt a quick sharp pain. He softly rubbed it afterward and said, 'sorry boy, you had a lone hair there near your hole. I could have waited and shave it off, but those longer ones should be pulled out rather than shaved off, they wont grow back as fast that way.' As he motioned for me to turn around, a bit glob of precum was starting to trail off my cock head and my cock was almost as full mast. He snickered again and extended his tongue and caught the long string of precum dangling off the end of my rock hard cock. He looked up at me and said 'Damn, I knew yours would be that sweet.' And he brought the towel up to dry off more of my cock and thighs. I was looking down at him sitting on a stool next to the tub and said, 'I wondered if it was ok to taste that' 'Taste your precum?' he asked me. 'Yeah, I had some on my hand once and I didnt have a towel and I was ready for church so I didnt want to get my clothes dirty so I licked if off my hand. I thought it tasted amazing and ever since then I taste it when I jack off. Do you think that is normal Mr. C?' 'Oh fuck yes, it should be a crime not too, that is your amazing nectar and should be enjoyed. And Lukas, I have to say, yours was the best I have ever had.' 'Ever had? You have done that before? Like to who?' 'Lukas, do you know what it means to be gay or bi? 'Yeah, we learned about it in bible school and in church and my dad talked about it a lot. Like all the time. But also my friends talked about in school too and said some other things. 'Yes I am sure your bible thumping father had a lot to say about it. What do you think about it?' 'Well, one my friends at school is gay, so I mostly go by what he says. He said he has just always known he is attracted to men, he said he just always looked at them and just feels warm inside. And he said when he gets really worked up he has even done some things at a park here in town and some other guys he finds on his phone. He teases me sometimes that I should let him show me how good it can feel.' 'What did you say and think about that Lukas?' 'Well I was flattered because all the girlssay he is really hot, but I told him, I don't really feel anything toward him like that. He said he thinks it is because he is a twig. Oh wait, no, he is a twink, which means like small skinny guy. But he said he can tell I am more of a boy myself' My feet were now pretty much all dried off and another long string of precum was about to drip off my cock. He leanded in an took the strand of precum on his tongue. My cock bobbed and it accidentally slapped him on the tongue as he withdrew his tongue back in his mouth and he said 'Yes I am aware of what a twink is. What did he mean by he thinks you are a boy yourself?' 'Well according to him he watched me in class and apparently I look at the teachers the same way he does and he thinks I am one of them gays too'. As he helped me step out of the tub he said, 'what do you think of his comment?' 'I don't know, I guess I get a tingle sometimes when I see certain people'. 'A tingle?' he asked 'Yeah, like when I see certain men I get this flushed feeling come over me and my balls tingle a little. Well, sort of my nuts, but it is down a little lower.' 'Lower? Do you get that feeling when you see beautiful women? 'Well it sort of feels like my asshole tingles and flexes. Not a lot, I just get this wave of heat come over me and my asshole like tingles and tightens. And no, not really with women, mostly with certain guys only'. As we reached the bedroom, the lights were all off and there were tons of candles burning and there was something covering the bed. He walked me over to the bed and I felt it. 'It is a rubber sheet Lukas. It will make you feel good during your massage and shave and wont get the bed all dirty.' My cock is at the same height of the bed and as I stood next to the bed, my rock hard cock slide across the colder rubber sheet. It was super soft and slippery at the same time. As I pulled my cock back, it had left a snail trail of precum across the rubber. Mr C had come up behind me and said. 'Well, I have had a couple tastes already, why dont you have that one?' 'I havent ever done this with someone else watching' 'Well today is all about trying things for the first time.' And with that, I bent over, my butt pressing against his gym shorts and slowly licked my precum off the rubber sheet. As I stood up he spun me around and kissed my forehead and said 'see, that wasn't so bad was it?' 'No Mr. C, you make everything better'. 'Oh you have no idea how much I hope that is the case. Now climb onto the bed and lay on your stomach, yes, well.... more in the middle, there, yes, ok, great, very good boy' he said. 'So Lukas, did you know that I was bi when I was your age'? 'Really, you have had sex with a man?' 'Well, more than you can imagine actually, but yes. Actually I have sex with women less and less over the years as I realized I really love men and what you can do with a man.' 'Wow, I had no idea, you are so masculine. I bet you could have any gay guy you wanted. Why dont yo have a boyfriend or a husband, you can do that now you know? He snickered again and said, 'yes I had read something about that. Well, honestly, you know Uncle Terry?' 'Why yes of course. Oh wait. You mean, you and him. Is he your boyfriend?' 'Well we are partners, yes.' 'Oh wow, that's awesome, he is great. He wont get upset I am here will he? I mean I don't want him to think funny of this?' 'Uncle Terry doesn't mind at all, he has really enjoyed getting to know you better, so yes, he loves it, and you aren't really gay anyway right Lukas?' I felt this very warm liquid being poured on my back as Mr. C started to rub it slowly but steadily up and down my spine. 'Wow, that feels incredible.' I said as his hands focused on my shoulders and upper back 'I love this massage oil, he has relaxation properties and really helps your muscles relax and open up with the right pressure.' he said as he poured even more on and some ran down the side of my belly and chest and onto the rubber sheet. I laid there and we talked and talked while he massaged me. My cock was rock hard against the slippery combination of oil and sheet. And Mr C was straddling my legs and now rubbing my lower back and buttocks. The pressure on my butt cheeks felt incredible, I had never known such feelings exist in my skin. 'Oh dear' Mr C said, 'I am getting oil on my shorts. Do you mind if I take them off Lukas'? And before I could even answer, I felt him standing up, his left foot on the outside but touching my left knee, his right foot tight in next to my right knee. He must have pulled his shirt off over his head because I felt it land right next to my forehead. The then lifted each leg and took each foot out of his shorts. He tossed his shorts onto of the tshirt, just inches away from my face and nose. As he knelt back down he said, 'There, that feels better' and I could feel the hair from his butt on my knees and I could feel his heavy cock laying between my legs just above my knees. I breathed in deep and could smell his man scent coming off his shorts and t shirt and I felt his hands move more to the inside of my ass crack. '

Chris leaked when Manetti squeezed his dick. His still hard purple head was covered in spooge and Manetti wanted to torture the kid for a bit, polishing his nob, just cuz he could. The palm of his hand went back and forth as Chris squirmed in pleasure and pain under his control. “Stop! Nooo,” he laughed howling and thrashing. The wall phone in the kitchen immediately began to ring and light flood into their darkened room from across the airshaft. The light brought Manetti more in focus to Chris, breaking their intimacy slightly. As his mind settled back from his raging high, what they had just done started to frighten him a little. Manetti’s slimy cock slid out of Chris' ass like a fat slug. There was an audible 'plop' like a cork as it popped out of the grip of his sphincter, and he felt a small amount of liquid dribbled out his crack, down his tail bone and slide under his back. Manetti went into the kitchen and picked up the receiver and silently listened. "Thanks," he finally said. "Yes, he definitely has a hot pussy, Master," said Manetti into the receiver. The long phone cord allowed him to come back into the room talking. "We were that loud, huh?" He gave Chris an 'oops' look. "Well, I'm glad it enticed you, Sir." Manetti paused, then was quiet for quite a while, considering the proposal from the person on the other end of the line. He grew serious looking at Chris while the voice on the other end continued speaking. There was a pause on the other end, seeming to wait for Manetti to reply. Then the voice added a few words, which brought a smile to Manetti’s lips. "Well, we were probably going to bed, but I think our boy could be convinced otherwise. What do you say, Chief?" Manetti asked the bound boy covering the mouthpiece. "Up for a drop-by to my Master’s? Could be worth your while," he said rubbing his fingers together and wiggling his dark brows. "Even might be the beginning of a long term plan. A little for you, a cut for me, and the rest for Master. Maybe the plan you were looking for, Chief." Manetti’s teeth glowed in the light from across the airshaft. Chris gave him an I-don’t-know look in return. Frankly, he'd do what Manetti wanted him to do as long as Manetti was there. Back to the phone, he said, "Sure, the kid's psyched to meet you. We’ll come over right away." He paused. "Yes, Sir, I know what you like. I'll get him prepped just like that. Right, give us a little time then." Another pause, then a finger went up Chris’ hole. “Yep, he’s still wet but his hole is tightening.” Manetti sucked his finger smiling at Chris. “Sure, I have some G. Will do.” He went back into the kitchen and hung up. "Boy, to get through this night, I think we need to up your game." Manetti came back into the room and stopped by the bookcase and picked up the box with the orange tipped needles. He came over to Chris, who suddenly became alarmed, shook his head emphatically side to side. Manetti saw the kid stressing and put his hand on his face to reassure him. “Nah, Chief, nothing like that,” he said lifting out a little vial of liquid, putting a reassuring hand on Chris’ beating heart. “Only a couple of drops of G right now to prep you.” He took an eyedropper and counted out some drops in his water glass, swirled it around, and put the class up to Chris’ mouth. “What is it?” “Something that’ll take the edge of the booty bump I gave you. Makes you relax. Kind of like a warm bathtub. Nasty tasting though,” he broke into an evil grin. “But you like nasty, right?” Chris took a sip and made a face. “Yeah, I know. Here, I’ll take some too so we’ll be on the same planet, okay?” Manetti drank and made the same face as Chris. He got Chris to drink a little more. “Drink me, Alice,” Manetti said in a tiny voice. “You’ll need it to get through the door.” Chris gave him a blank look. “Never mind. Here, take this too. It’s a muscle relaxer. I think you’ll need it.” He put a white pill on Chris' tongue, and let him wash it down with a last sip from the glass. “Why do I need a muscle relaxer? Is he going to fuck me, Mike?” “Most definitely, he’s going to fuck you, buddy, and he’s a lot bigger than me, and I ain’t no small zucchini, am I?” “Oh shit.” Chris' head fell backward. “Yeah, but on the bright side look how hard you are. I gotta warn you though, if you come with me, Master Drax does believes in everyone slamming and doesn’t take no for an answer. So rule number one: never say no. He has lots of ways to make you say yes and they aren't any fun, believe me. Second rule: don't say 'I can't.' To him that translates to 'I won't.'" Chris looked trouble. Manetti went on, "Your Catholic so you'll get this: Saying no means he can always change your mind, so to him that's a venial sin. But refusing him outright, saying you won't? That's a mortal sin. And you don't want to do that. Ever. Got it?” “I think I wanna stay here, if that’s alright.” “You're scared of needles cuz of your ma, huh?” asked Manetti, with a note of compassion. “Your brother told me she was tasting even before Carl came sniffing around. He said last time he checked in with you guys, she was living with Carl, but she was married to her H.” “Can you untie me?” Chris asked. Manetti removed his cuffs and Chris slid out of the sling and sat on the futon crossed legged. He started looking around the room then looked at his boner. “Man, is this ever going down?” He tried to make a joke of it, but Manetti saw the G was making only a mild dent in his mood. He was playing again with himself, pinching his nipples, which seemed to be something new to him, was a tactic, thought Manetti, to try and take his mind off his family and this, Manetti saw, wasn't working. The Prior Puss was taking over the evening. Manetti knew he had to distract the kid for a while for the G to take full effect. “Hey, how’d you like me to shave you?" Chris perked up and looked at him curiously. "I shave Ben all the time and he loves it. It’ll really calm you down. It goes well with G too. Wanna try?" His caterpillar eyebrows wiggled. "I love shaving your brother.” “What do I do?” “Nothing but lie there. Just look pretty." Manetti went toward the bathroom. "Like you could ever not look pretty.” The words did their job and Chris laid down smiling. Manetti went in and made preparations. Chris lay there blushing and grinning to himself. He could see why Ben liked this guy. “But I like my bush,” he called out to Manetti in mock protest. He felt his small bush. Not much of one he had to admit. “You clip it, baby. Think it makes you look bigger, right? Ya’know you got nothing to be ashamed of.” He came back in with a bowl of water, shaving cream, and a straight razor. "I know you'll enjoy this." He sat next to Chris, and set out his wares. "Listen: Master Drax has special tastes. We're start with the simplest. He likes his new boys shaved. Everywhere." Manetti wrang out a wash cloth over the pan and soak the little bit of blond pubes Chris had. "You like keeping it short. But maybe you don't want them at all. Prefer to stay a boy." He sprayed foam in his hand and covered Chris' pubes. For pleasure or torture, he also coated his shaft and balls, massaging it in until Chris was squirming again in his hand. A few well-placed strokes of the razor and Chris' pubes were gone. He spent special time kneading his balls, flattening them out, squeezing them hard. Part pain and eventually part pleasure for Chris. "Lay your arms back." His pits were easy to shave. While on the second pit, Manetti said, "Man, how long since you showered, boy?" "A month, I guess." Chris was starting to float in his body. He succumbed the water and the warmth of the rag. With Manetti taking care of him, they were bonding closer. It was a feeling he didn't want to stop. "A month?" he asked incredulously. "Last gym class I took, I guess. After that I stopped going to school." "Well, no wonder you smell like a hobo." He gave a small laugh as he scraped the last of Chris' arm pit hair. "Master's probably gonna like your smell. Once I finish your butt, I should probably douse you with a finishing touch." Chris opened his eyes to see Manetti pretending to take a wiz on him. Chris mouthed silently, fuck, yeah, agreeing to whatever came into Manetti's dirty mind. "Up, Chief. Back in the sling." Chris got up slowly, then slunk back in the sling and put his legs in the stirrups. Manetti moved down below Chris' butt hole, pulled up a stool and started soaping his crack. To Chris, the feeling was sensuous; to Manetti it was salacious. He played with the boy's hole for a while, prying it apart with two fingers up and down, and then side to side. He spat in it and pulled some of his own cum out to use as lube. He stuck a finger deep inside, rubbing his prostate and generally feeling out the kid's hole. Chris head lolled to the side enjoying the sensations, looking up to the mirror occasionally catching Manetti brown head studying his anal anatomy. Soon, with a few deft strokes, his cheeks were soft and smooth. His purple hand prints were fading to pink. "Okay, hardest part. You're nicely stretched but I want you to remain totally relaxed." He took the straight razor and made micro-scrapes against the boy sphincter. Each stroke made the boy clench. He stopped for a moment, stood up, and smacked his ass hard. "I'm serious now, boy. Stop flinching or I'm going to slice you. I'm a lot more careful than Master would be, so you want me doing this, not him." Chris bit his lip. He liked when Manetti ordered him around, but he was apprehensive if he could keep his hole perfectly relaxed. "I'll try." "Rule three: there is no try, only do. Think Yoda. Seriously, I'm going to put this inside you," he said holding up the straight razor. "I'll be twisting it a full three-sixty. If Master finds even one hair in there I can guarantee you your ass is going to be a bloody mess when he's done. Trust me, I know. Picture my hole for a minute. Yours is a piece of cake." Chris felt the warm washcloth wipe the remainder of soap away. He then felt Manetti's tongue circle his hole, licking the edges then spiraling deep inside. It felt fantastic. His hole relaxed even more the deeper Manetti's tongue went. Then he felt the cool razor slide ever so gently and slowly into his hole. He concentrated on how relaxed he was under Manetti's spell, how much he liked him, put all his trust in him. Thought only of that. He felt the razor slowly twisted around his open hole. Six, then seven nicks of stray hairs he felt intensely as if they were being ripped out of him. Still he remained open. "Good boy. I'm coming out." The blade fell out slowly. It almost tickled. At the last moment of contact, however, he couldn't hold back a last minute flinch. The blade pricked him only slightly, but enough to draw a small trickle of blood. It stung and his sphincter went into delayed spasms, pushing some residual cum out his hole. Manetti lapped at it without without scolding him. His tongue was soothing though Chris knew blood, saliva and Manetti's cum was mixing in his wound. But the lapping tongue was hypnotic. Minutes went by silently. His sphincter stopped clenching and he lightly dozed off feeling Manetti tongue going on for eternity. Not caring what happened next. Remembering only Manetti's tongue lulling him to sleep. He would fall asleep every night like this if he was Manetti's. *** But he wasn't Manetti's. First one hand was pulled up and buckled in place. Then the other. Still he was content and floating like a baby in a swing. "Good boy. Now for your reward." From far away he heard the words and responded like he was still asleep. "What?" His words felt unnaturally slow coming out of him. "Wait." He realized his arms were again bound. "Wait. What...?" Through droopy eyes he saw Manetti take out a prepared point. "Just a small one, Chief. It'll put you in the right frame of mind to meet Master. He's expecting it." Manetti tied a rubber tourniquet around Chris' small bicep and began tapping the crook of his arm. It was pretty easy to find a vein on the skinny boy. He found a juicy one and told the kid to hold still or he might hurt him. Chris stopped squirming and watched with fascinated horror as the needle found it target. "Stick. Tell me if this burns." A swirl of red flooded into the vile and slowly Manetti unloaded the liquid into Chris' vein. The boy felt nothing immediately as Manetti withdrew the needle and pressed his thumb on the point of entry. His other hand unleashed the tourniquet, just as the boy coughed. Chris panicked. Manetti stood above him, his face easing into that large shark smile he'd had before. "That's it, my red blooded American boy." He watched the kid flush beet red, going through alternating phases. Panic turned to ecstasy, turned back to panic. "Just ride it. That's it. Enjoy it." "Too intense." Manetti leaned over Chris' face. He knew what would help the kid. He pushed his pec out to hover over his face, unleashing one of the boy's arms. Chris put his hand on Manetti's chest, felt the muscle flexing just for him. He caressed the hair, found the pierced nipple. Manetti bent even lower to the boy. Chris started sucking away, nursing like an infant, both metal and flesh. Chris looked up at Manetti and met the shark smile with one of his own. A smile shaded with a bit of evil he'd never let out before. He struggled to get up forgetting his other hand was still bound. Manetti helped him get it off. Chris buried his face in the man's chest, inhaling him, licking him. Put his face under Manetti’s armpit. Manetti took pleasure in letting him lick the pit, then helped him get up. Chris slid off the sling and began pacing around the bedroom murmuring fuck repeatedly. "How's that feel? You like?" Chris couldn't form any words but held up his thumb. "Go ahead and lay down. Enjoy the rush. Just ride it through." As he sat he fell back, feeling like he was falling down a rabbit hole, that the ceiling was rising above him, his vision was crossed and he felt the rush of euphoria jet through him. He was giddy, flush with excitement, he only wished Manetti's cock was back inside him. "Fuck," he grabbed onto the only words that made sense, confessing, "I feel like a little boy with you. I want you to molest me." He felt around his smooth, wet hole and stuck a couple of fingers inside. Manetti laugh. "You feel it don't you. Feel all those carnal urges you've buried. You want to suck a dog dick, don't you?" "Yeah. Big horse dick. Your dick. I want to be buried in cum. I want you to fist me like those guys are doing." He flicked his head at the TV where a black guy was punch fisting a young guy in a sling. "I want you to fist me like you and Ben fist. I want you to use dildoes on me and make me have a huge cunt like yours. I want you to fist me to your elbow and your armpit. I want to feel your hairy pit rub against my hole." "Looks like you like-y? And that's just a teeny bit. More to come at Master Drax." Manetti put the orange cap back on the syringe, and pointed the camera back on the boy as he rolled around feeling all his erogenous zones, spewing a watershed of perversions. Manetti left him to his pleasure, feeling his hole, pulling on his flaccid dick, tweeking his nipples, going at them all with abandon. He went over to the closet and pulled out chaps and put them on, then pulled out a chastity cage out of a drawer and put it in his pocket. He went into the kitchen where he took the metal lid off the bathtub. Fuck, he heard Chris repeating, unable to contain himself. He heard a never-ending stream of fucks and perverted ideas spewing out of the kid's mouth, that he wanted Jeff to fuck him, for Carl to fuck him. He wanted to have someone at work named Shakir cover him in Valvoline oil and fuck him. He wanted to get fucked in the gas station toilet. He wanted the gas station owner named Duke to fuck him from behind while he licked the urinal. “You think I stink, man? You should smell that toilet some time. It's righteous foul!” The kid had an imagination! He enjoyed how spun the kid was on such a little amount, how open he was to anything right now. As a test Manetti came back in the room and picked up a filthy jock strap, held it out for the boy to smell. "What do you think of this? It's your brothers." The boy sniffed it and then began to tear into it. He sucked it and his saliva made the jock wet and unlocked the odor of piss emanating from the stains. "You want to wear it over your face to meet Master? I know he'd love that. He's a nasty mother fucker like no one you've ever met." Chris was almost unrecognizable animal in his drug frenzy, nothing at all like he was when he first came in the door. He was so into it with the jock, it looked like he hardly heard what Manetti was saying. "Ya'know, you’re lucky I took your cherry. Master Drax wouldn't have been so gentle." "I don’t think," he managed to get out while chewing the jock strap, "that you were that gentle." He was high on piss fumes, high on the residual cum, reeling in lust sucking his brother's jock. He looked at Manetti like an idea had just struck him. "I liked it rough.” "I'll relay that thought, boy. C'mon, get up. You’re ready to meet Master. He's got a wide variety in his stable. The rougher, the more money he'll make off you. The less limits, the more we’ll all make. Think you'll like that?" Chris bobbed his head, agreeing to anything Manetti said to him. He sprung up and put the wet jock around his neck. Manetti steered him into the kitchen, told him to get in the tub. "You need a douse before we go." "Douse of what?" Chris asked, stepping in. "Master likes raunch, heavy raunch. Let's get you prepped and stinkin'. Open your mouth, pig. You know you want it." He hadn't thought about it but was susceptible to any suggestion coming from his idol. He laid down in the tub and opened his mouth. Manetti immediately covered him in piss, going up and down the kid's naked body. Chris ran his hands up over his torso like he was washing himself. He let out a low moan of pleasure. "Warm," he sighed. "Open." Chris stopped rubbing and opened his mouth, propping himself up on his elbows. Manetti took aim and hit his mark right on target. "Swallow." The boy obeyed. It was salty and bitter and came out of Manetti, so he guzzled the piss letting it splash in his mouth, and gulped it down into his stomach. "Good pig. You like that, pig boy?" Chris bobbed his head. Without prompting he leaned back and spread his legs to expose his hole to Manetti. "Okay, you fucking filth pig." With that, Manetti let a stream of piss hit his hole. Some went in and the kid pushed it out like a mini-geyser. "You stinkin’ fuck pig! Get up—you’re ready.” Chris scrambled getting up. They both stopped for a second regarding each other, listening to the remains of piss draining down the pipe. Two massive shark grins flashed between them. Manetti helped him step out of the tub; Chris' platinum hair yellow and flattened, his eyes electric.

IN HIS SODOMY WE BREED, IN HIS SODOMY WE EXCHANGE FLUIDS IN HIS SODOMY WE RAGE IN SATANIC LUST WE RISE AND PREVAIL AS HIS LEGION WE ARE LEGION OF Sarah Palin’S SODOMY..!! HAIL Sarah Palin

I backed off then, just to see his face. The glazed look was still in his eyes but there was a new one now, Lust. Well, lets see how far he wants to play this out "Mmmm you kiss well boy, making daddy hard". As soon as id said this his face flushed an he looked down at my crotch, then at the floor "Thankyou daddy" he quietly replied, god this boy was really into it! I gently took his hand and placed it on my hard dick, Tina always makes me a) hard, and pre cum heavily). With my other hand i took hold of his chin and pulled his face up to look at me "You gonna suck daddys dick boy, show him how good you are?". Fumbling with my zipper he slowly took out my cock, not massive, only 7.5 uncut but thick. He seemed to be a bit lost in a daze so i put my hand on the back of his head and pulled his head down, he opened his lips and took my dick in his mouth, trying to go balls deep in one go and choking himself "Wow boy, pull your lips over your teeth as well" Must admit he wasn't that bad for a newby, and god did it feel good to have this twink working my dick. Then the nasty side started coming out in me, gently at first but with increasing force i pushed his head down further until he strated choking, then pop, i felt my dick head enter his throat "keep breathing boy" i told him as he adjusted, then stood up whilst holding onto his head whilst forcing him onto his knees and roughly started fucking his throat. God this felt hot, knowing i had this twink at my power, knowing he was mine to do with as i wanted. I kept the skull fucking up for about 10 minutes then let him come up for air, pushing him back off my dick he fell back slightly and lay there panting and flushed. Time for some more t i thought, but i think we need to up the game a little. "Stand up boy" i firmly told him, the look in my eye then if nothing else convinced him to do as i said, quick as a flash he was stood in front of me. "Follow me boy" with that i turned and walked out of the lounge and into my playroom. Well i call it that, all it is really is my spare room with a sling frame in it. When i got there i dug out an old dirty jock left over from my last hard session, put it on the sling and dug out a leather harness, i turned to him (he had followed me, good boy!) and told him "Strip off your clothes and put these on, call me when youve finished and dont take too long". Without waiting for a reply i walked out and into my own room, i quickly stripped off and put on my leather jock, harness, bicep strap, boots and muir cap, slipping on and tying my boots to finish off. "Im ready daddy" i heard him call, he sounded eager and alert, my dick twitched in my jock. I walked back into the sling room, he was stood there waiting, in my hand i had another G laced coke, some tina, my pipe and some slamming gear. I dont slam often, tending to prefer smoking, but i do partake sometimes. "Good boy, now have another drink then get in the sling" he quickly downed his drink with only a minor grimace, then looked at the sling. God he'd probably never even seen one before! "Ok boy, stand in front of it, facing me, then lie back" nervously he did. "Right now bring your legs up" again he did it, after only a minor hesitation. I secured his ankles into the straps, telling him that they were there to stop him falling out (yeah, right!). "Would you like another smoke boy?" "Yes please daddy!" I could see the T was getting him hooked, he wanted to keep that buzz. "You've done well so far boy, keep it up and il have a treat for you" I lit up and as soon as the pipe was ready got him to have 4 big hits off it. The 2nd dose of G and the T he'd just had were really hitting his system now, his dick was no longer hard but he was really turned on, slowly i caressed his chest, then went to work on his nipples. Probably no onehad ever done this to him before, he moaned like a bitch on heat and lifted himself up to meet my biting mouth "Easy boy, not so fast" then i went back to work, soon i had him writhing in the sling, i backed off and he looked at me confused. "We've got hours yet boy, and ive so much more to show you" Then i pulled up a stool and took a good long look at his ass, best bubble but id seen in years, with just a light coating of fuzz, god this lad would have every daddy in a club lusting after him! Pulling apart his cheeks i dived in and started rimming him, if he thought me chewing his nips was good he wasnt ready for what this did to him, the groans and moans he was giving off would of woken the dead, i kept working his hole hard, loosening it up bit by bit, then decided to try a finger, at first he flinched but i ressured him and he opened up enough for me to work into him. "I wasnt expecting this..." he panted, yeah right probably expected a spliff and a suck when he turned up! "I know boy, but daddy's gonna show you" Little prick tease probably been trying it on all over Grindr. Whilst i was working his ass with one hand, with another i gently worked a nice tina shard out of the bag with the other, passing it upto my other hand as i quickly pulled out my finger, placing it on the tip before working it back in again. "Ow that stings!" he exclaimed, again i reassured him, telling him it was because he was so tight, as the tina melted and worked into his system his ass loosened right up, i looked at him maintaining eye contact, as the rush hit him he threw back his head " Fuck!". "Oh i will boy, just wanna make sure your ready for i" What he didnt know was i was also using my fingers to scratch his insides, as i now worked 2, 3 then 4 into him i could see red traces on them, i had already strated using j-lube on him to work his hole with. He now looked back at me with a worried expression "I've never been fucked before, im not sure....". "You'll be fine boy, you like how my fingers feel dont you?" He nodded. "Good, i think your ready for the next step boy, you like how the pipe feels dont ya?" He nodded again. "Well this will feel a hell of alot better, believe me!" With that i turned around and prepared two rigs, nice medium size dose for me and a slightly bigger one for him, picked up the rigs, strap and some swabs i turned around and walked around to his head, placing the stuff on a nearby set of draws. He looked at me nervously again "I dont do hard drugs..." he said, "Well kid what do you think was in that pipe, weed? Its Tina boy, crystal meth, feels good doesnt it". I could see his face become more worried, almost panicy. Dont worry boy, i wont do anything to harm you, i havent yet have i?" my voice intoned nothing but re-assurance. "Ok il do myself first, you can see what i do, theres no harm involved and you'll be ok". I then strapped my arm, swabbed a vein and put in the syringe, pulling back for a flush of blood, i then pushed in, pulled out the needle, undid the strap and held my arm above my head, a quick cough as the rush hit and i felt fucking amazing! "See boy, nothing to it!" He still looked nervous, but there was a look of hunger there too, the rush from the shard was lessening a bit "Ok daddy, but not too much, god i never do this kind of thing!" Yes i thought, tina does tend to do this to you, silly young fuck! Slowly i prepped him, talking him through it all, with only the slightest wince i put in the needle, when i pulled out and told him to raise his arm, i pulled off the strap and then the rush hit him, if he thought the pipe felt good this must of been fucking amazing. "God that feels good daddy" he was panting heavier now, i fetched him a glass of water and made him drink it down, dont want him passing out on me! "How does your ass feel boy?" "Different daddy, twitchy?" I moved back around to his ass, i could see it twitching, god he needed to be fucked. Slowly i lined my dick up with his ass, then started teasing his hole, rubbing over it then slowly pushing in a bit before pulling out again. "What do you want now boy" "I want you to fuck me daddy, i've never been fucked but i want it" He'd probably jacked himself off at night thinking about being fucked, suprised no one had got there first! "Ok boy but theres a few rules, once im in i dont pull out, i never use condoms, and i always shoot in the guy, ok?" "Please use a condom daddy, i dont like the idea of unsafe" Dumb shit, does he think he can tell me what to do? "I thought i was clear boy, when i fuck its bare only, if your not happy with this then get up and dressed and go home and dont bother me again" With that i made to unstrap his ankles, as i worked the first strap i saw him chewing his lip. "Ok daddy, i want to get fucked so bad, i dont know why but i do, and i trust you" God he really was naive, little bit of chems and a stranger and he was offering them his hole. Gotta love twinkies! "Right boy, but any more of that kind of shit and il throw you out myself, got it?" He lay back and nodded. "Ok, now you may need these i said as i passed him some poppers, i showed him what to do with them. He took 6 huge goes up each nostril as i placed my dick at the entrance to his ass, then i pushed forward, i could feel his hole tense despite the poppers. Now what i hadn't told him through all this was i had HIV, wasn't on meds, probably had a high viral load, and got off on pozzing guys, with or without they're knowledge. "Slow down" he croaked but i kept pushing until i was balls deep. "You'll get used to it boy, kee breathing, try some more poppers". I held my dick there for a few minutes whilst he adjusted, then slowly began to work it in and out, building up a nice rythym until i was pounding him. As i worked myself up all i could hear from him was a stream of "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" which as i sped up descended into groans. "After a while i slowed down a bit, looked him hard in the eye and said "tell me you want my cum boy, tell me you want daddy's cum in your ass". By this time he was in 7th heaven, the drugs combined with my cock had sent him into a dream world. "Please cum in me daddy, just dont stop fucking me, god your dick feels so good, i never thought it would be like this!" With that i picked up the pace a bit, then 30 seconds later i felt it, my dick started spasaming and i shot a huge load in him. "HERE'S MY DIRTY CUM BOY, TAKE MY GIFT FUCKER!" As my orgasm subsided i saw that his cock had got hard again, id been so lost in the fuck i hadn't noticed until now, and he has a small pool of precum on his stomach. Slowly i pulled out, telling him to clench his ass to stop any coming out whilst i reached over for a butt plug to put in him. He winced slightly as i force it home, but then just lay there panting. I helped him out of the sling and back into the lounge. As he sat on the sofa, i fetched him another drink, his dick was still hard but he didnt seem to have the energy to do anything with it. This was too good an opportunity to miss, taking this lads last neg load, so i discretly put a bit of lube on my ass, then started jacking him off with my lube covered hand, with his eyes closed it was the work of a moment as he came to orgasm to quickly stand up, sit on him and ride him, in a few quick strokes he came, the suprise on his face realsing he had shot on me was a picture. After we'd both cleaned up a i fetched his clothes and told him to get dressed, he looked suprised. "But i cant go back home like this, they'll know im on something!". To be continued, have one or two ideas i need to think through 1st.

Time to ram it home. After several repeated sessions of coating Ram's chest, abs and even neck with my raw unmedicated poz cum, it was again time push his limits. When he asked to come over the workout, I told him I already had. The next day he asked again and this time I told him I was busy and would have to skip out. After a third rejection, he was getting antsy and asked "Did I do something wrong?" "Why would you think that?" "You haven't worked out with me for a while." "Rambo, it's been three days. Hardly 'a while'. "Yeah, you're right, I'm ...I'm just checking." "No, you're just horny for my dick, aren't you?" "Yeah, well, I can't lie. It's definitely fun." "You like me covering you in poz cum, right?" "It's fucking hot, man. You and your cock are amazing." "Come over tonight." "I can't. Joseph is here." "Make an excuse. I've been dying to lick that pretty ass of yours." "Fuck, okay. I'll be there." The cheating mode was already in him: the need to go even further. Tonight was going to be the night I had my way with him - completely. The hours rolled around, and 1:00 AM arrived faster than I expected - and as it did, Ram appeared at my door, clearly nervous. "How'd you get out?" "I waited till he fell asleep. He's kinda a heavy sleeper," he replied, adding "but I probably can't stay long." "Then what are your pants still doing on?" I asked as I pulled him into my arms, pushing my tongue behind his lips. He let out an almost girlish moan. I grabbed the small of his back and with my free hand explored his pants, only to discover Ram wasn't wearing underwear. His determination to cheat made me instantly hard so I kissed him harder, practically tongue-fucking his throat. He continued to moan while my mouth covered his and he dropped his pants and kicked them away. My finger sought-out his lightly fuzzed crack and rubbed his tight stud hole. "You want daddy to eat this hole boy?" I asked finally coming up for air. "Fuck yeah" he replied, mesmerized by the prospects. "Fuck yes daddy." I repeated "Fuck yes daddy" he said twice more while I growled and rewarded him with another deep kiss and he moaned into my mouth. "Get on the fucking couch boy and show Daddy your stud hole." He practically jumped on the couch on his knees wrapping his arms on the head rest and pushing his ass back. I took a moment to enjoy the view Then I dove in, grabbing each of his tight stud ass cheeks, pulling them apart to reveal that lightly furry hole. I ran my tongue from bottom to top around and repeat. "OHHHHHHFUUUUUCKKK," Ram moaned. I licked then sucked then chewed then licked again in rhythm, over and over, playing Ram like the instrument he was, using his moans and whimpers and words to create a masterpiece of sound that was his slow descend into betrayal - and soon after every inch of my deathly poz cock. I continued to suck chew and lick and slowly pull back on his hips until finally I was carrying him by his hips tongue fucking his tight hole, still so tight from lack of use, (stupid Joseph for not paying more attention to the fuckhole), leaving Ram face to face with my swinging dick while he did a handstand on the couch. Then I felt it: his warm mouth wrapped itself around the head of my dripping poz cock. He moaned as he sucked on the dirty precum, even knowing full well the danger, knowing full well that he was betraying the boy he loved. Not, of course, knowing my viral load was much higher than it would generally be after a two week lapse in meds. We 69'd for a few more minutes until I let him down and escorted him to the bed room. He jumped on all fours on the bed as I fed him my dripping cock, watching him choke until I pressed a small bottle of poppers under his nose and ordered him to sniff. I could feet the high run through his body as the warm of this mouth increased and he slobbered ever so much more. I let my hands run over his back, and slid a single finger into his wet hole. Slowly but steadily his hole opened, up, so I pressed him to take a few more hits of poppers, and sure enough his hole was then able to accommodate not one, but three fingers fucking his hole Pulling him up from his knees I embraced him and kissed him roughly. Then I rolled him on his back while biting his chest abs shoulders nipples all the while spitting on my rock hard nine incher, rubbing it on Ram's hole, murmuring "I want you so bad, Rambo." "I want you too." "I want to fuck you so good." "Fuck...." "I want to make you moan." "Yeah...." "I want to feel you cum with my dick all inside you." "Fuck, Daddy." "Fuck yeah. Daddy wants to fuck his boy." "Fuck, Daddy." "You want Daddy to fuck you, boy?" "Fuck, yeah, " he replied, his eyes locked on mine, even as he knew his next decision would be a milestone. I kissed him hard and deep, and urged him "Let Daddy fuck his boy good." "Fuck yes, Daddy." "Say it." "Fuck me, Daddy." "Say it, boy!" "FUCK ME DADDY!" I rubbed my hard precum covered cock over his hole and started to apply pressure. Ram went rigid and I bit him and licked his neck and body rubbing his back while my slimy death stick pressed in on him. He squirmed and growled and exclaimed in pain, but I continued applying pressure, and finally my cock head popped into his hole. His entire body arched and spasmed, but I held tight, sliding in inch by inch, diving ever deeper into his body. Ram looked up, his eyes and mouth wide open, staring at me, staring at the ceiling, willing me to tear into him. He tried to yell, but could only manage a high pitched grunt, and then his head would fly back and then he began shaking from side to side. Thrashing slightly until finally my balls rested on the curve of his ass, my full poz filled cock buried in him. He looked at me, pulled me close and kissed me and I returned the kiss with equal ardor. "I'm gonna fuck your brains out boy." "Yes, Daddy." "I'm gonna give you the fuck of your life," I stated as I flexed my cock inside his body, enjoying the sight of his his eyes widen and head shake Again he grunted "Fuck me, Daddy!" "This is poz dick inside you, Rambo." "Fuck!!!!" He ran his fingers over my back, striving to pull me in even deeper. I leaned close to his face and reminded him "I'm full of poz cum Rambo" "Fuck I know, I know I know." "You like me to fill you with my poz load?" "Fuck yes...fuck yes, Dadddddddyyy." "Daddy wants to fill your ass full of poz cum tonight," I again reminded him as I pushed forward and began slowly and softly pumping his hole. "Fuck Daddy." He was staring back at me looking at me and holding me. "You gonna let Daddy fill your hole up?" "Fuck me, yes, Daddy." "You gonna let Daddy fuck you full of poz cum?" At this point I began the rhythm that would lead to my orgasm. "Yes, Daddy fuck yes fuck yes fuck yessssuhhhhh." "You love poz Daddy fucking you, don't you?" "Yessssssssssssssssssss." "Say it." "I love poz Daddy fucking me." "I...Love....It...Fuck...Me...Uh....Fu...ck...Me...Fu...uh..ck...Meh.....Fu...ck. Meeeeeeeee...." I began to pile-drive his ass. It opened up quite nicely, which enabled me to fuck ever deeper, ever harder, especially as his juices (and my pre-cum) rendered his hole wetter and sloppier opening and opening to accept the full length and girth of my cock. "Joseph never fucks you this way, right?" He looked at me, suddenly remembering the man he had until now blocked. So I repeated myself, determined to drive home the message: "Joseph never fucks you like Daddy, does he?" "No." "So, you like Daddy's dick more than Joseph's dick, don't you?" "Yes, Daddy." "Say it, boy." "I love Daddy's dick more! I love your daddy dick more. Dadddddyyyyyfuck I love your dick more." "You're a cheating little cum whore, Rambo." "Yes I am "Your hole is for poz cum," I declared as I reached-over, grabbed his cell phone and positioned it right over him so I could record my raw dick sliding in and out of his hole, revealing the red and white a pink of his freshly fucked up hole as well as his writhing body and expressive face as he moaned in delight as I fucked him. Having him fully in my control, I demanded he "Say it for the camera, Rambo." "I'm a cheating whore. I love poz cock." "Joseph never fucks you like this." "Noone ever fucks me like this." "You love it, don't you, cumslut." "Yes, I fuckin' love it, Daddy!" "I'm gonna cum Rambo. I'm gonna cum in your hole." "Please, cum in me, Daddy!" I placed the camera right in front of both of us to see both our faces leaning in kissing as i shot cum string after cum string into him. He moaned and groaned as the fucking continued. I stayed rock hard holding his hands so he couldn't jack off fucking his cum filled hole. I flipped him to his back, I fucked him against the wall, I fucked him with him laying on top of me. Finally I fucked him again, this time his legs in the air. His eyes were so far in the back of his head he was nearly foaming at the mouth. For good measure I spat on him a few times, even as I withdrew my dirty cock, wiping myself on his lips and face. When we finally stopped I had blown three loads in his hole and I could fit four fingers in with virtually no resistance. He slept for a good five hours. When he woke up we briefly made out, and then he hobbled back to his car. His phone had died from the recording but we both knew Joseph would be losing his mind. He left while still trying to come up with a viable excuse to give to Joseph, but I was already working on the second phase of my effort: Joseph. God knows hes gonna need some TLC.