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Part 14 - Harrison's Housewives Ethan put the thoughts of his father out of his head as best he could, having Adam round for company helped cheer him up and keep him sane, they would spend their days in the work out room, swimming and walking around Larchmont getting to know the place better. Ethan was laying in Angelo's arms in bed on Sunday evening after making love for the third time that day, his ass was getting better at handling Angelo and no longer ached or was sore after one of their sex marathons. Angelo watched Ethan tracing finger circles on his chest "You okay about tomorrow?" he asked. "As long as my father isn't there I think I can cope" Ethan replied continuing his circles. "I can be there if you want me to Ethan" Angelo stroked his shoulder. Ethan stopped and looked "You have your business to run, Adam will be with me". Angelo kissed his head "Come to work with me on Tuesday?". Ethan giggled "And do what?" he looked at him with a curious eye. Angelo laughed "Not that, you can do college work or help my assistant, I think you will like him". Ethan pinched Angelo's nipple "I would like that, see you at work that is". Angelo pulled Ethan on top of him "Did I tell you today how much I love you?". Ethan kissed him "Told and showed me several times" he giggled snuggling against Angelo. Angelo rolled Ethan on to his side "Sleep time". Ethan kissed Angelo lovingly they cuddled up in each others arms and quickly they both fell asleep. Ethan was preparing breakfast when Angelo walked in suited up for work, seeing him brought reality back home with a thud. "What's the matter, you look a bit troublesome this morning" Angelo asked noticing his expression. Ethan stopped what he was doing "I have to get a job Angelo, I have to start paying my way". Angelo smiled "I could pimp you out, you would easily fetch top dollar for your ass". Ethan laughed "Not funny or helpful". Angelo walked over to him "I will help with your college fees". Ethan shook his head "No I owe you to much already for letting me stay here with you". "You are living here because we are together" Angelo looked at him. Ethan nodded his head "But still all I have to pay my way somehow". "Ethan you are my partner, we can figure something out, let's talk about it tonight" Angelo kissed him on the head. Ethan smiled as Angelo used the word partner for the first time "Eat your breakfast". Angelo laughed and poured a coffee then sat down to eat breakfast with Ethan they chatted until Adam knocked at the door. Adam came in and Angelo went off to work, Ethan seeing how funny this looked stood on the door step calling out to Angelo 'Have a lovely day at work honey', Adam bent over in laughter and Ethan saw Angelo's shaking his head in the car with a big smile on his face. Angelo was happy to see the Ethan he loved coming back but he knew there was potentially a lot of troublesome times ahead he would have to wade through. He had discreetly asked Adam to text him an let him know how it goes. On the flip side Angelo had another busy week between his offices and in the city and knew that at some point this week he would be face to face with Jack. His view slightly obscured but he could definitely make out Angelo getting in to his car, he had an broad smile on his face which only accentuated his sexual appeal. His eyes drawn to the front door where he could clearly see Ethan laughing and waving, the person stood next to him was doubled over with laughter, when he stood upright he saw the guy clearly who looked a little older than Ethan but still had a boyish sexiness to him. His anger boiling thinking that this should be his life and not Ethan's, Matt turned the car engine over and slowly drove past the house. He looked at the front door knowing he had to get Ethan out of the way by stirring up trouble, he knew the best way how to get at Angelo having gone through it previously. Matt had never really let go of Angelo despite being thrown out for cheating on him, their meeting in the Hampton's by accident only showed Matt that he wanted Angelo back and my god he was going to get him no matter what. It was just before lunch and Adam closed the car door and looked over at Ethan who was starring at Mel's Diner, he told Ethan he would sit at the counter and wait for his own mother to arrive and was to let him know if he needed help. Ethan turned to look at Adam and nodded, there was no point going in separately since his mother already knew Adam. Ellie looked up from her table and saw Ethan walking in followed by Adam, she waved her hand and watched Adam pat Ethan's arm as he took a seat at the counter. Ellie stood up as he approached "Ethan" she leant over and kissed him. "Mother" Ethan sat down opposite her "How are you?". Ellie looked at him "Adjusting, how are you, where are living, are you living with him?" nodding towards Adam. "I am not living with Adam, please show respect to my friend" Ethan replied. Ellie glanced at Adam "Has he been by your side since you left?". "He is being a good friend unlike Ben and Javier" Ethan ordered fizzy water with a dash of lime. Ellie ordered a coffee "Are you not drinking coke any more, is this another gay thing with you?". Ethan laughed "Really mother not everything has to be gay related". "I'm sorry Ethan, I don't know what to make of it all, it is new territory for us" Ellie looked at her son. "How is father?" Ethan asked. Ellie looked down "Nursing a bruised face you gave him quite a punch". "I didn't mean to but he was going to hit me again, it's not right what he did" Ethan toyed with the napkin holder. "You need to apologise to him and come home, you can't stand on your feet alone" Ellie now looked at Ethan in the eye. "He crossed the line mother and no I will not apologise or come home" Ethan said in an adamant tone. Ellie watched him for a moment "You are changing Ethan I feel like I don't know you anymore". Ethan took a breath "I am still Ethan mother, your son and I love you. But you both seem to don't really know me". "What is that suppose to mean?" Ellie looked shocked. Ethan held her hand "You have Sofie, father adores her and so do you, but you never really showed me that". Ethan continued "I know you love me but I was just taken from here to there and told to act properly and follow a line". "It was for your benefit we were making sure you would succeed in life" Ellie retorted. Ethan shook his head "I know mother, but do you know how it feels being ruled over like that?". "Is that what this is all about?" Ellie remarked. Ethan looked at her "No, sorry I just have to get things off my chest before I wreck my life". Ellie pleaded with him "Come home please we can work it out, your father will take time but please come home". Ethan paused as the waiter put their drinks down "No he made it clear he didn't want me in the house". "What will you do for money Ethan?" Ellie looked at him. Ethan shrugged his shoulders "I will work something out, even if I have to give up college for now". Ellie shook her head "No, your to clever to give up now Ethan, at least finish and get your education". Ellie reached down in her bag and pushed an envelope towards him "This is for you". "What is it?" He looked at the envelope and began opening it. Ellie touched his hand "A bank account in your name, I have put some money in there". "Why?" Ethan looked at her astounded. "In case you refused to come home, I also paid your college fees until your finals" Ellie replied. Ethan looked at the envelope "Thank you mother I didn't really expect any of this. You don't hate me then?". "No, I don't know what I felt but when I saw how Sofie was so casual. I am disappointed in someway though" she replied. Ethan took a sip of his drink "Disappointed how?" he was curious to understand. Ellie sighed "I had hope you would marry, have children and a good career". "I can still do all of that but just not with a girl" Ethan tried to make light of it. "Just promise me we can see each other" Ellie reached over and squeezed his hand. Ethan leaned over and kissed her "Of course, maybe we can do lunch once a week if you like". Ellie raise a smile "I would love that. So you are not living with Adam then, so where are you living?" Ethan pondered "Not far away, I am living with my boyfriend in his house". Ellie raised an eyebrow "How old is he and who is he?". Ethan took a gulp of his drink "25 and his name is Angelo and he is amazing". Ethan's phone pinged as he saw a message from Adam, quickly he opened it and looked at his mother showing her the message, Ellie shook her head the message simply read "Ben and his mother coming this way". "Is that Adam looking out for you Ethan?" She said smiling as Ethan nodded, she watched Margarite and Ben enter the diner. "Ellie, Ethan how lovely to see you both" Margarite called out making a bee line towards them. Ethan looked at his mother "Seriously". Ellie giggled and waved at Margarite before looking at Ethan "Be nice to her.. well sort of" she said. Ethan quietly laughed "I will behave, I know how much your standing in the community means" he winked at her. "Margarite what a surprise to see you here" Ellie put on her friendliest voice. Margarite stood by the table "Oh Ben do look it's Ethan say hello to Ethan Ben" she said sarcastically. Ethan noticed the tone in her voice "Ben, I would say it is nice to see you but the reality is the opposite". Ben looked confusingly at Ethan stumped "Yeah likewise" was all he could say. Ethan turned to his mother completely ignoring them "Did you want to eat Mother?". "Ethan don't be rude say hello to Mrs Allen" Ellie told her son trying to look stern. Ethan looked at Margarite "Hello Mrs Allen what are you going to tell my mother today?" Margarite looked at Ethan with daggers "Aren't you the one full of surprises Ethan?". Ethan laughed "True friends would think and understand consequences before gossiping" he looked at Margarite and Ben. Ellie stifled a laugh "Thank god we brought you up to be honest Ethan". Margarite was taken back "I do hope you will all be at our 4th of July party" she said smiling. Ethan smiled at her "Oh, can I bring my boyfriend, it will give you something to talk about for months". "Boyfriend?, as I understand it you are a gooseberry to that Adam" Margarite nodded to Adam at the counter. Ben waded in "Leave it mother your are embarrassing us" he noticed that several tables had stopped and watched. Ethan had had quite enough "Does anything nice ever come out of your mouth?". "Ethan" Ellie remarked looking at her son with a glint of mischief in her eyes. "Is that it, your going to let your son speak to me like that?" Margarite said looking cross. Ellie nodded her head "Ethan is quite within his rights to speak his mind Margarite". "Mrs Allen my mother may like you I do not and that goes for you as well" Ethan said looking at Ben. They were so engrossed in their conversation that none of them except Ben noticed the tables around them had gone quiet listening to the conversation heating up at the table. Mel's Diner was a popular place for lunch and being so busy it was hard for people not to hear what was going on. Adam smiled when his mother walked in just as things got juicy and he was quickly getting her up to speed, Sandra had no liking of Margarite as she knew her kind but for her husbands sake she tolerated her. Sandra was well known and respected around Harrison, she was number 1 in the social standing around town and Margarite was a small fish in comparison, invites to Sandra's social gatherings were sought after by many women and families, but the creme de la creme was personal lunch invitations with her. She knew Ellie to nod to and say hello but never really knew her that well until Adam got friendly with Ethan, Sandra stood and looked on with Adam, she knew all about the trouble Ethan had at home with them accepting him and she would do her best to bring Ellie around and then work on his father. Sandra was rightly proud to have a gay son and even Adam's father would show him off when he could, so the one thing Sandra really didn't like was people being disrespectful to her son or any gay man. "So Margarite is trying to alienate another family?" She asked Adam. Adam nodded "I am just waiting to see if Ben tries anything". "Don't get involved, I like Ethan and I think it's time I got to know his mother better" She looked at Adam. Adam smiled and gave his mother a kiss on the cheek, he knew underneath his mother was about to bring Ellie to the forefront of Harrison society completely over stepping Margarite on the way, but also the good she could do about Ethan being gay with his family. Margarite stood her ground "Is this the nasty gay side of you?" she said loudly now aware people were listening. Ethan looked at her "No but all I see is a malicious gossiping person in front of me who is trying to ruin peoples lives". "Don't speak to my mother like that" Ben moved forward towards Ethan and Adam shifted in his seat. Sandra saw the tension rising and wandered over to the table "Ethan, how lovely to see you". Ethan stood as Sandra leant in and kissed his cheek "Hello Sandra" Ethan hugged her back. "Ellie good to see you" she looked at Ellie and smiled. Ellie was a bit overcome "Sandra how are you?". "Excellent thank you, are you lunching do you mind if Adam and I join you?" Sandra asked ignoring Margarite. Ethan pulled a chair out for Sandra "Of course you can join us" he turned and nodded for Adam to come over. Margarite pushed in "Sandra darling you look marvellous how are you?". Sandra put her bag down and looked at Margarite "Hello Margarite are you out for lunch?". Margarite nodded waiting for an invite "Yes Ben and I were chatting to Ellie and Ethan" she smiled. Margarite continued "I had no idea you new Ellie and Ethan" she said to Sandra being as polite as possible. Sandra sat down "Why should you know?" she turned to look at Margarite. Ethan still standing watched Adam deliberately push past Ben "Adam hungry?" Adam walked up to Ethan and kissed him on the cheek "Like a horse" he replied. Ellie felt a little uncomfortable seeing the kiss between her son and Adam, it was one thing knowing in the family but seeing Sandra completely at ease she relaxed realising it wasn't such a big deal in most peoples eyes. Adam sat next to Ellie saying hello and kissed her on the cheek as well. Sandra smiled at Ellie then turned to Margarite "Please don't let us keep you from your lunch". "Oh yes" Margarite laughed "Sandra you must come to dinner this Friday evening". Sandra looked at Ellie then turned back to Margarite "Kind of you but alas no thank you" she replied bluntly. Margarite turned red faced and walked out of the diner with Ben in tow, the four of them watched as they exited from the diner. Several people still continued to look but most had returned to their own business. It was past 4pm when the four of them walked out the diner having spent the afternoon talking, Sandra invited Ellie for lunch the following day mostly out of pure genuine like for her and knew they would become great friends. Adam and Ethan said their goodbyes and set off for the drive back to Larchmont. Adam checked the road and pulled out of the parking lot "You okay?" he asked Ethan. "I think so at least my mother is coming round slowly, Ben is a worry though" Ethan replied people watching. Adam chuckled "Don't worry about Ben, I think our mothers got on really well". Ethan looked at him "You know my mother is a social climber or sorts". Adam laughed "Yes and so is mine, they will get on and purposely annoy Ben's mother, that is going to be her new hobby this month". Ethan returned his gaze the road ahead "Thank you for being there, it means a lot having you as a friend". Adam glanced at Ethan "And for me, college is going to be fun when we go back you will see". Ethan sighed "Yes another hard year looming up, it will be harder without Ben and Javier". Adam laughed again "You won't need them, you will have a better spectrum of friends". "I hardly know that many people unlike you" Ethan play punched Adam on the arm. Adam smiled "There is quite a large gay community at college Ethan, and with Tony finished I will need you and Dirk's friendship". "Oh yes I keep forgetting Tony finished college, but who is Dirk?" Ethan asked curiously. "Dirk, you have seen him hanging out with Tony and me" Adam replied turning into Larchmont. Ethan laughed "Oh yes I remember him, the Dutch guy". Adam laughed "Just don't be shy if guys touch or kiss you in the gym changing rooms". Ethan laughed and liked the idea of having new gay friends at college, Adam swung the car in to the driveway of Angelo's house. Ellie got home with Sofie after picking her up from dance classes, she was in a very good mood as she went up to change. Whilst in the bedroom she suddenly stopped and thought that she didn't even ask Ethan about his boyfriend and if it was a serious relationship, she came to the conclusion that they must be pretty serious if he moved in with him. Her phone pinged and she saw a message from Ethan 'Lunch on Friday?', she smiled and replied 'Absolutely midday at Mel's'. Ethan put his phone down by the lounger, he was sat out by the pool on his own and amazingly he managed to prepare a salad without shredding everything. It was still warm at 6pm when Angelo arrived home, he spotted Ethan laying by the pool and poured two glasses of wine thinking he might need a glass after today, Ethan heard Angelo in the kitchen and smiled to himself standing up and walking over just as Angelo was coming out with a glass of wine. Angelo gave Ethan a long slow kiss "Thought you might need this, how did it go?" he asked. "Actually it was alright, I think we bonded more than ever" Ethan replied walking hand in hand back inside. Angelo smiled at him "Good, I hoped it would go well, family are everything Ethan". Ethan picked up the envelope his mother gave him "Oh I forgot this". "What is it?" Angelo asked sitting down at the kitchen counter. Ethan smiled "A bank account my mother opened for me" he opened it and looked at Angelo with his mouth open. Angelo laughed at his look "Mothers eh". Ethan looked again "She has put $10k dollars in it". "Will that cover your tuition fees?" Angelo asked looking at him. Ethan shook his head "No she has already paid those up until I sit my exams". Angelo moved to Ethan's side and put his arm around him "I told you family are everything". Ethan smiled running his hand up inside Angelo's shirt "I'm very hungry, but not for food just yet". Angelo laughed and pulled Ethan on to the kitchen floor stripping his clothes off, Angelo only had one thing on his mind and Ethan had the same thing on his.

My last load was in a toilet cubicle in Gran Canaria. My husband and I were in a shopping precinct having a coffee. I was desperate for a pee so left him in the coffee shop. Found the toilets, went in, a Spanish guy was standing in a cubicle but not peeing. I went to the urinals and had a pee looked round and the guy in the cubicle was clearly wanking. He turned towards me showing me his cock which was a decent size. I’d finished so I went in to him thinking I’d get a mouthful of spunk at least. He had other ideas he turned me round and felt my arse so I lowered my shorts. He wet my arse and pushed his cock in, fucked me for a couple of mins and shot in me. I then quickly left to get back to my other half. He said I’d been a while so I made out I needed more than a pee. I was so horny all afternoon knowing I had anon spunk in me.

Near closing time at bar, I started cruising a 20 something with brown hair and a goatee. He was beefy and I could see he had a hairy chest. Since I was getting sleepy, I didn't waste any time and told him how much I'd enjoy fucking him. He laughed and after chatting a bit I was kissing him and rubbing his ass. Fast forward to his apartment- after eating his ass for a good 20 minutes, I mounted him doggie style and fucked him raw for about 15 minutes before unloading my charged nut up his ass. Laying in bed after I got to hear about his bf being out of town and how he usually doesn't do this kinda thing, etc. Made me harder hearing he was a cheating slut, so I fucked him again only rougher this time, and gave him load number two.

31. The bar closed. They locked the door from the inside. "Let's go!" said Tony towards the two straight men and led them back downstairs. They made it back downstairs and went straight to the shower room. "You gotta undress bois, if you wanna go there." said Tony seductively. They all undressed. Tony, Aaron and Kev all examined the two straight gents' bodies. They both were muscular. Eric looked more ripped - a consequence of his thinner frame. Louis was a little more beefy... and FUCKING HAIRY! Louis' body was covered in dark fur. His chest was a forest, so was his belly. His legs were completely covered in hair and so was his bubble but. His shoulders and arms were just as hairy as the rest of him and his back was just as hairy as his front-side. His cock was a full 8 inches... thick and very veiny. His friend was no less hotter. He also had his share of chest hair, although he wasn't nearly as hairy as Louis. He didn't have any back or shoulder hair. Beneath his muscular belly was a cock just as big as his friend's. A full 8 inches, only a bit thicker than Louis'. There was an awkward silence. Both gents were staring each other's bodies down. Tony stepped closer and held both of the men by the back of their head. He pushed their faces togeter. Eric and Louis started kissing. A little shy at first, then they got more and more paasionate and sleazy, tonguing each other, licking each other's face and neck. Tony pushed both of the men down to his cock gently but firmly. The men broke off their kiss and stared at the huge cock in front of their faces. "I... I just wanted to watch." said Eric unsure. "Well... your choice. You'll be missing out on a lot but if you don't want to join..." "I... I'm really not comfortable doing this." "Ok then. Just sit back there and get comfy stud." said Tony and Eric sat by the wall across the room. Louis started sucking Tony's cock slowly. "Yeah stud! Suck my huge cock!" Tony told him, encouraging Louis to go faster. And Louis started going deeper and faster. He was a natural cock-sucker! Tony pulled his monster cock from Louis' mouth and slapped it on the straight hunk's face. A deep lustful sigh came out of Louis as he started licking the cock, eager to suck it again. From behind him he heard moans and sound of his boyfriend sucking Kev's cock and across the room he saw the other straight guy, stroking his hard cock, mesmerized by the smell of musk, sounds of cocks being sucked and the intoxicating image of real hard pig sex. This was gonna be one hell of a night! More cumming very soon. Let me hear your thoughts and don't be shy to comment or message me!???

Just dumped my load in some cute little high school faggot's(18-year-old) cumhole in an apartment stairwell just outside his parents apartment. tall,skinny, queeny little girly faggot that i have used a bunch of times. usually fuck him in his apartment when his parents are out but when they are home i use him in the stairwell,half a floor above his apt that's right beside the stairwell.i could actually hear the sluts parents talking to each other in the kitchen while i bred their little faggot cumdump son.i had him wear tearaway trackpants and a baggy sweater so i could quickly strip him naked n fuck him bent over on all 4s on the second stair. the slut is fearless lol

As I wrote on the other thread... After our parents divorced, just dad raised my older brother and I, so we had a lot of time alone. Since my brother and I are both gay, we experimented with each other and with that said, my brother was the first to cum inside me. I was 11, he was 13. We had oral sex before, and knew what sex was. As everyone gets turned on by the fact we are brothers, the truth was it was still a very awkward first time experience, as we didn't know exactly what we were doing. (It was 1979, porn wasn't everywhere like today.) By the time my brother got his dick fully in me, he lasted about 3 or 4 good strokes before shooting. I think what hooked me immediately was how badly my brother wanted it, how good my brother felt even during the 2 minutes he lasted and even intensity of his orgasm made me want the sex and him again and again. Though versatile, it also shaped my opinion that being the bottom can be a very powerful position.

sucked my first cock at the age of 11 and got fucked first time at 13. i am happy, that i started that early.

32. "Oh yeah! Fuck!" Tony moaned, feeling Louis' hot mouth around his monster cock. He pulled it out from the hungry mouth. "You like your first cock, stud? "Yeah! Yeah I fucking do!" "Then go on and suck it some more!" Tony ordered and pulled Louis on his cock again. He felt hands on his ass and back. Aaron and Kev came from each side and started kissing him. "Try a different cock!" Tony commanded again. Louis obeyed. He moved to the right and started swallowing Aaron's 8.5 inches. Tony looked at Eric, who was still jerking his cock, watching his best friend be a total cocksucker. Louis moved to Kev's toxic 7 inches. Clearly loving to have his mouth used. Tony saw, that Eric stood up, still massaging his cock. He stared into his eyes - they were filled with lust and curiosity. Tony pulled Louis up and dropped to his knees himself. He started sucking the hairy hunk's 8 inch veiny cock. Louis moaned and pushed Tony's head deeper on his cock. Tony stretched his hand out and played with Louis' nipple, hidden under the forrest of dark, coarse fur. He took the cock out. "Your friend looks like he wants to join..." said Tony towards Louis. Louis looked towards Eric. He was leaned against the wall, his cock hard as rock. "You really don't wanna join Eric?" he asked. Eric looked at him confused. "Oh c'mon Eric! It feels fucking amazing!" Louis' moaned with his cock in Tony's mouth. "I... I..." "Come give it a go bud! It won't kill you!" said Louis. Eric unsurely stepped closer to the men. Aaron came to him, grabbed his cock and led him closer. They stopped in front of Louis and Tony. Aaron pushed Eric down. "Try it out" said Tony as he popped Louis' cock out of his mouth. Eric hesitated for a second. Then he started sucking the tip. Then he went deeper. And deeper. And faster. Tony smirked as he heard Louis moan and grab Eric's bald head and pushed him deeper on his cock. Tony stood up. After a little while, he waved his poz cock around. Eric stopped sucking Louis. "You like that huh?" Tony asked. "Yeah." Eric said clearly. Tony laughed and pulled him up into a deep kiss. Then he watched Louis and Eric make out. He came to Eric from behind. Kev and Aaron did the same with Louis. He put his hand on his ass and fondled it. He continued massaging it. Then he squished his toxic cock on his asscrack and bit and kissed into his neck from dehind. Eric turned around and kissed Tony again. He could see, that Aaron and Kev were kissing Louis' hairy shoulders and neck. "You want this toxic cock?" "I... I... I..." "Do You?" "Uhm... I... I... Yeah." Eric confessed. Tony's big cock bounced. He rubbed Eric's hole with his fingers. Then he slid one in and started finger fucking Eric gently. Eric groaned and looked deep into his buddy's ass, who was getting the same treatment from both Kev's and Aaron's fingers. Tony slowed got his cock into position. He started pushing it in. Eric groaned. Louis as well after being impaled on Aaron's cock. Tony started drilling Eric's virgin hole. He saw Eric and Louis started making out. Tony speeded up, fucking Eric with som much agression, he moaned into the kiss. On the other side, Aaron was pumping his toxic cock into Louis' cunt. The man was so hot! Muscular, beefy and hairy all over! Aaron speeded up his tempo, grabbed Louis by the hips and started impaling him deeper on his dirty cock. "FUCK YEAH! Take our fucking toxic cocks!" Tony shouted and continued to drill Eric's ass, occasionaly stroking his shiny bald scalp and slapping his hot ass. Tony and Aaron both felt their orgasms approaching. Tony was going really fast now. His toxic cum boiled inside his balls. "YEAH FUCKER!" he roared as he smashed his cock balls deep into Eric. "You want that toxic load?" asked Aaron seductively. Louis just groaned. Tony started cumming inside Eric's neg pussy and shouted: "YEAH! FUCKING TAKE MY POZ LOAD! GONNA CHARGE YOU UP STRAIGHT BOY!" Aaron's orgasm approached as well he emptied his charged up cum inside Louis and said: "Yeah! Fuck! Pozzing your virgin hole right now!" Louis moaned. They took their cock out of the stretched out, gaping holes. Both "straight" guys stood up, still moaning and kissing, feelung their manpussies dripping tocic cum. Kev was still jerking his poz cock. "Let Kev have a piece as well boys!" daid Aaron. Kev bent over and spread his cheeks apart saying: " Breed me with your neg load!" Eric slipped his cock inside Kev. Louis came to Kev's mouth. Kev started sucking on Louis' cock. They didn't last long, feeling poz cum dripping down their legs and a hot mouth or pussy around their cocks. They both came at the same time with wild grunts and noises. Lemme know what you think! Don't be shy message me or leave a comment!??☣☣?

I’ve always been a romantic and want to find love, but being a bb slut is making me rethink my definition of love. I enjoy hearing about guys on here that have a loving partner that shares them with others or is just as big of a slut as they are...and I think I would enjoy that kind of relationship. Or at least I’d give it a try. The question is how to find it... On the flip side, I’ve had a couple “dates” with a guy recently where we would probably be close to perfect for each other “on paper”, but in the little talk we’ve had about sex, he’s mentioned monogamy and I don’t get the impression he would be into bb or bathhouses, etc... I’ll pursue a friendship with him, but not sure if anything else will develop. I guess I want someone to cuddle with and spoon and wake up next to in the morning...but continue my independent whoring around in the process. ?

Hey, Rawsluts! After 6 weeks of no bb sex due to some medical issues, I decided to go to Steamworks Toronto for some bb sex relief. My new mantra - "We all have sexual needs and need relief!" Well, like my past posts, every night at Steamworks Toronto bring a whole new crop of men. I find my experiences there interesting on many levels. But, to cut to the chase, here the highlights: 1. There was this tall tanned skinned younger guy with yellow highlights in his hair. We kept my passing each other - me in my jock and nothing else, and him with his towel on. I did meet up with him in the front gloryhole area. He was watching guys getting sucked off in a small dark niche near an exit. He wanted to get off and leave. I knelt down licking his ass crack while he was jerking off. He said, "I'm cumming!" I turned him around to catch most of the cum in my mouth. YUMMY - cumshot #1. 2. I did rim a few beautiful bubble butts in the darkened places of Steamworks Toronto. This I love to do! I wish 100% guys would clean out. Oh well, most do! And this is reassuring to me! 3. In the back narrow darkroom with the confessional and adjacent gloryholes I was interested in a small group of guys. One was getting suck and fucked, tall young guy with a great body. It was the guy sucking him who I had this feeling that he was sluttier than the rest of them. After the sucker finished sucking the other guy, he stood up and I pinched his nipples and he did mine, all in the dark (a wee bit of light was here after 2 AM!). I came closer to him and kissed him and his neck. He liked this. I knelt down to taste his cock. I was sucking his cock for about 2-3 minutes when he told me he was ready to blast. I kept his hard cock in my mouth and he rewarded me with a good-sized hot load - cumshot #2. I never did see him in the full light. But, isn't that the whole idea of darkroom sex. The anonymity of it all. 4. The next guy whose cum I did taste (it wasn't a full cumshot) was a younger Asian guy who presented his hard cock for me to suck in the front gloryhole area. He was the second (upper) level and I was on the ground floor. I could taste because he just came like a minute before with someone else. He enjoyed me giving him head and wanted to be more private in one of the gloryholes that became empty. I don't really know these gloryholes are used for sucking and fucking anon guys. What I see is two guys wanting a more private space to have sex so they go into the gloryholes while the holes go unused. WTF! 5. There was a younger tanned guy (of Pacific Island descent) who was offering his hole to be fucked bareback. We passed each other several times throughout the night. He wanted my daddy dick in him. While resting in my private room from walking around I noticed me and immediately lubed up and sat down on my hard cock. Boy, was he ever TIGHT! I couldn't take him for long. He had an ass like a vicegrip! I fucked him for a bit but I can't cum in very tight holes like that, sorry! 6. Guys know that daddies like me do exist and are around if they need us for relief. Toward the end of my story, a younger guy in the back narrow darkroom asked if I could fuck him because he needed to cum. I told him I only bareback. It took him 10 seconds to think about it. I felt his hole. His hole needed a quick rim job to get it ready for my cock. He was a bit tight and my cock loosened up his hole. I didn't cum in him but in about a minute he announced he was almost ready to cum. I offered my mouth. I withdrew from his ass and he turned around to offer his hot young cumblast in my mouth - cumshot #3. 7. I did meet a tall bearded young man I found attractive. He was taller than me (over 6'), and I'm 5'8". He was settled in his room with his tummy in his bead and ass up. I asked him if I could taste his bubble butt and said I only bareback. He said I could continue and fuck him for a bit. I loved rimming his hole and began to fuck him. I guess I was his first cock because he asked me to stop as it was a bit uncomfortable for him. I did. I never him again last night. 8. I needed to cum too. It's nice that all the young guys are playing with each other, for the most part. My last pitstop I had the door to my room wide open and was jerking off. A passerby noticed and knelt down for me to feed him my saved up load. I was happy! Guys have needs, let's all help each other by playing with each other (said by a true bb daddy slut)!

I’m in a loving relationship with a great partner that we share the need and desire to breed, my partner loves watching me getting gang fucked in parties he organized or dark rooms but also sends me during the day to get loads by my own for him so he can suck my cum filled hole

i just fucked this bitch in his parents room on his mommy and daddys bed. i made him wear his moms bra and panties and wrapped a belt around his neck to choke him while fucking his pussy doggystyle

1990 After college, I had no clear plan except to move to a large city, live on my own and figure my life out. The apartment building I could afford to live in was obviously not luxurious. It was an old hotel built in the 1920's and it had its charms, but it was also kind of a dump. I didn't mind because I knew I wouldn't be living there permanently. I was going to be a great journalist or novelist or something that would make me rich and famous. That was the attitude of so many kids in their early 20's back then. And then you learn that the world is a harsh place and everybody's daily horoscope should always read "You will be disappointed today". But, back then I was happy and embracing life. I liked living in this sad, beautiful building. Rent was cheap and I had some interesting neighbors. Poor people are usually more interesting than 'comfortable' people. For example: There was a girl named Rissa down the hall who was a local stripper. She was a mixture of all kinds of races, and also chubby. And even though she wore 'librarian glasses' and carried some extra poundage, she radiated sensuality and I loved just looking at her while she talked. For a while, she mistook my interest as a desire to fuck her, but I told her right away that I was gay even though I had no gay experience at the time. We still hung out when she wasn't stripping or "working". We got really stoned one night and she told me about the guys she dated just for money to pay bills. We talked free and loose and I mentioned how much I liked the tenants in this building. "Well, don't get too fond of everybody, baby. There are bad people here. There's even a rapist living on our side of the building". "Who?" "Some big, weird-ass-looking dude who tried to come on to me in the laundry room. I told him I had a gun in my hamper and he left. I actually went and bought a gun the next day. Want to see it?" "No. Keep it safe somewhere. How do you know he's actually a rapist?" "I heard it from some girls at the club...as well as a few women here. Right here. In this building!" "Yeah, but wouldn't he have been caught with that many accusers?" "Cute. You still think the police give a shit about this neighborhood. They don't....especially if you're 'working'. I'm not the only one here, ya know?" "Oh. Well, I'm glad you're armed." She gave me a kiss on the cheek before she had to get ready for the club, and sent me back to my place with a piece of apple pie and a joint. Is it weird that I was a little excited about all this new information? I was. I almost wanted to wander the halls and see if I could see the famous rapist, but it was late and I just went to bed. It wasn't an easy sleep, though -- the guy next door was moving out. I wouldn't miss him. He was a delicate ballet blonde that walked on his tiptoes and never said a word to anybody. Plus he played Pet Shop Boys way too loud. His place didn't stay empty too long. Maintenance moved in and started fumigating, painting and vacuuming right away. And it was quiet for a few days until I heard the noises of a new tenant moving in. He must have plugged his TV in first because I heard those ESPN jerks blabbing through my wall almost immediately. It was 8 in the morning, for chrissakes. I tried covering my head with a pillow, but then there was an urgent knock on my door. Rissa. She was still in what I'm assuming she slept in and quickly closed the door behind her. "He's here!" "Who? David Cassidy?" (I was still half asleep). "No. That creepy rapist is right on our floor now. I need to move". "You've got a gun. He's not going to mess with you. And he isn't going to try anything with a guy. Please don't move". "Well, I'm going to get a big dog then". "I'll walk him for you". A few days passed with no incident. And I found my myself getting more interested in my new neighbor. I'd sit silently against the wall and listen to his TV and stereo. I wanted information...or something. A clue. I could hear him when he ran the shower and I could hear his phone conversations. I was becoming obsessed with the heterosexual rapist. Maybe it was all the straight porn I'd seen in the past -- the kind when the guys would basically attack women and force them into sex. Their dicks seemed to just want a hole to fill with seed. Was my neighbor like that? Rissa left for a weekend with her latest "male friend". And I took the opportunity to go introduce myself to my new neighbor. I took a six-pack of Busch Light (which was the only brand I could afford back then). Why was I doing this? I knocked on his door and listened to the TV being turned down and some heavy footsteps come to the door. Shit shit shit. The door swung open and there he was. He was so tall...6'4"? And had a lot of almost-beard going on all over the lower part of his face. And that face! He was definitely ugly. Half of his chin looked caved in my an invisible fist and his eyes were tiny and close together. "Yes?" "Hi. I'm your neighbor. I just wanted to welcome you to our floor". He flashed a smile of pretty gross teeth and then let me in. I handed him the six-pack. "Thanks! I don't drink beer, but I can offer you something stronger." His place was neat and tidy except for an enormous dirty sock in the middle of the floor. I was on auto-pilot as I plopped down on his nice couch. He was mixing drinks in the kitchen and I stared at the big TV that was showing dome sort of motorbike race in the mud. He returned, handed me a glass and sat down next to me. "Here. I'll mute it so we can talk." His body next to mine gave me little electrical impulses. "You like your new place?" "Oh yeah. It's bigger and I've always liked change. That chick across from me hates my ass though." I took a deep gulp of the drink he handed me. Vodka and Sprite? "She thinks you're a rapist". I can't believe I just blurted that out. "Oh", He paused. "Well, stories get spread I suppose." "Any of those stories true?" "Why? You a cop or something?" "No. Not at all. I just think it's kind of fascinating". "Remember about five years ago -- when they were investigating the 'West Forest Rapist'? And they had police sketches in the newspaper?" "No. I wasn't living here then." "Well that artist was a retard because his sketch didn't look anything like me. I must have knocked up about nine single ladies back then. That was goal. I wanted to impregnate them with my bare dick and then lo around the city for kids that looked like me. But then the police moved in and I moved on to the strip clubs. I bare-fucked so many of those whores. I know most of 'em are fixed or on birth control, but my sperm are pretty powerful. I got at least three kids by strippers by now. Then when I wasn't welcome in the clubs anymore, I started fucking prostitutes on Caleo Street. That was way cheaper, but I got so many diseases there....including AIDS. Now I'm just figuring out what do next." I nodded and finished my drink. "Ever raped a man?", I asked. "Just once. It was in prison, but he looked almost exactly like a woman. Why do you ask?" What the hell was I thinking? "Because I wouldn't mind being raped by you now". "Not now". "OK" "Go home and shave all around your ass and crotch, Hell -- shave your whole body if you can. When you're done, go to bed with your door unlocked. Just be patient. I had almost no body hair, but I shaved what little I could find. I dried off with a fresh towel and fell into bed. Did he say "AIDS"?? I didn't have time to think about it because my front door creaked open. And then a huge hand was around my mouth and a big, bare dick was being pressed in between my butt cheeks. I'd asked for this in a way. What I didn't ask for was the incredible sting of his cock head pushing into my hole. I tried yelling 'no', but my lips were covered. I tried to squirm away, but he was just too large. This is the reality of rape, I thought. It's not sexy. It's violent and it hurts. I was so miserable as he shoved that dirty weapon in deeper...and then deeper. Good Lord -- how much more of that dick could there be??? But it kept driving in and I was aware of what he was saying: "You gonna have my baby, Bitch". and "You Fucking Slut!" I was helplessly surviving this. I had a brief fantasy of Rissa barging in with her gun and shooting him. In the head. And then he sped up his pace. He took his giant hand from my mouth and started using it to pull my hair as he climaxed. He drug it out dramatically, huffing and groaning and saying "shit". The he rushed out -- which is what I guess rapists are used to doing. I'd bled all over my clean bed and wondered if I'd have to get a new mattress. A few days later, The Rapist and I watched a movie together at his place. We ended up having sex again. And again. For the next two months. And then he was gone. Evicted I guess because they hauled all his stuff out to the curb. But he left me with one of his possessions...his HIV. Like I said --- the world is a harsh place.

Spent the holidays in Europe taking loads in Paris and Berlin. The best night was at a bar called Scheune in Berlin. There was a small dark room in the back. They used to have a basement but for some reason it’s closed and they only have the small room now. I was very disappointed at first because I had a good experience there on a prior trip when I had gotten gangbanged. When I went back in the dark room, there were only about four or five guys. Not much seemed to be happening. I left and the same guys were still there about five minutes later. This time there seemed to be a little more action happening. One guy had a very thick beer can sized dick typical of many Germans which he had out and was stroking. I started making out with him and then he went down and sucked my dick for a while. I was actually worried he might be a bottom. But then I reciprocated and sucked his dick. He then turned me around and started fucking my ass. Even though I’ve gotten fucked by many guys for four days in a row, his girth made it slow going in the beginning. He needed to stretch open my hole wider and deeper than my previous fucks. He fucked me for a while and then I’m not sure if he passed me on to someone else or decided to take a break but when he pulled out another guy jumped on immediately. He then fucked me until he shot his load. Mr. Beer Can Cock jumped back on and did the same in my now squishy hole. He was followed by another 4-5 guys who all unloaded in me. With the exception of Mr. Beer Can, I have no idea what the rest of the guys looked like, but I was certainly happy to get their loads. 45 minutes later when I came out, my friends that I was traveling with said I looked exhausted. After we left there, we went to another bar where I had a few more loads put in me. Quite a hot night!

Mmmm....I do enjoy knocking these young bears up. Amazing how eager they are for Daddy's load.

I was 18 and wanted it raw. Been sucking guys and fucking some of my teammates, but never got fucked. It was an awesome experience. A hot athletic boy wanted to fuck me and I said let’s do it. He popped he’s 8” cock in and my eyes rolled back and the pain went away. I started pulling his athletic ass to my ass shoving his cock deeper. I starting feeling his cock swell in my ass and he dumped a huge load in my ass. He kept coming back for more for a long time. I finally got to fuck his so called straight ass and tight hole. We still fuck to this day.

Love when they say "Sorry, could not resist to bred that ass" after dropping a load during an unplanned breeding session.

About to have my hole wrecked by at least 8 guys in 20min! I know some of them and they are well hung and they know how to go rough! I have a feeling my bf has told them to go extra hard on me ? my pussy can’t wait! ?

I lived with my love of my life for almost 17 years. During this time I felt the claim to be slut and cumdump but I wasn’t really. Some adventures happened of course. Especially because of the fact that my love wasn’t interested in sex. Right before he left me, when I felt the end is coming, and especially after the break up I became a really cumdump slut. Since I am taking PreP I am really a bitch. At this moment I am still in love with my ex, but it will be away. For a while I want to enjoy the single life but hope later I find my love again. But I also hope he will have big appetite, be up to cruise, go to sauna and sexclub, take part sexparties together, etc. I’m always envious of you who write about exciting adventures together with your boyfriend or husband.

This is dedicated to sir @Bbpigsterxxx wanted to surprise you with my locked cock while riding a thick 10” dildo stretching my pussy ???

Morning world! Woke up earlier by the bf pulling out the plug from my cum filled cunt and shoving his 10” beast in me to add his morning load while commenting how loose and sloshy my pussy is <heaven> Plug back in and we went for a run which is always fun to make sure I keep the plug (and the loads) in me when we got back home, went to the shower, my bf laid on the bathroom floor, I’m squatting above his face as he pulls out the plug and all the loads I’ve been carrying from yesterday and this morning just ran straight to his willing mouth, then he sucked the leftovers from my pussy and I we were so horny I just sat on his cock balls deep till he blew a second load in me now it’s time to run so affands and I can tell my bf is planning something for later so stay tuned ?? x

POZ tattoos turn me on like nothing ever has. My POZ husband doesn't have one and doesn't want one. If I ever convert, I'm getting the toxic tattoo for sure

Now that I am getting older I think that I am more looking for a soul mate rather than the big Love of my Life. He could even be a fellow slutty bottom like me! As long as he understands that I will very likely continue having sex outside the relationship and I understand (not expect) if he does the same (either taking or giving). As long we are on the same level and enjoy each others company. What I do doubt is if I will ever set up house together again. Been there, done that and am not keen to do it again. I have become too independent for that over the years.

Part 14 As Chris continued to pound my hole hard, I and my boyfriend kept our eyes locked on each other. Chris, despite having just cum a short time ago in my boyfriend, all at once rammed his cock deep inside me and almost yelled, "Oh, yes, another load of my AIDS cum is going in you now. Love it." I could see tears in my boyfriends eyes as I knew there were some in my eyes also Chris ground his load into me for little bit, then arose from off of me, his cock flopping out of my cum filled hole. He kind of grinned at us both and then without a word turned and went into the other room. I got up and stood looking at my boyfriend, wondering what the hell he was doing here. I looked into this eyes and asked him, "what? why? How did you get here and what is going on? What is happening here?" The words ran together and I am sure they didn't make much sense. My boy then said, "I am so sorry, but you have been tossing and turning in your sleep lately and also talking. You kept saying you wanted to be pozzed, you wanted AIDS, you wanted Chris's cock to unload in you." He halted for a moment and I asked, "But, what are you doing here?" He started to cry then and told me, "I snooped and found out who Chris was and decided to come here to try and stop him from this, this, I don't know craziness, I guess. Chris answered the door naked and I saw that huge cock of his and had trouble talking to him with it swinging around as he walked around as I spoke to him. Then, I don't know why, but I just all at once fell to my knees to beg him to stop and he stopped with his cock right in my face and before I knew what I was doing, I was sucking that big beautiful cock and one thing led to another and then we ended up in his bedroom and him in me before I knew what had happened." My boyfriend said, "I failed you miserably and while I was in the bathroom, trying to get some of that cum out of my hole, you must have arrived. I was in there a long time and when I came out, all I could see was some guy, didn't know it was you, getting fucked hard by some other guys while Chris was watching. The scene must have turned him on, and me too I am afraid, and before I knew what I was doing Chris had me pinned down and fucked me again. When he was done and coming to do you again, is when I found out you were already here. Please forgive me for snooping?" I grabbed him and told him, I forgive you, if you forgive me for getting us both into this mess. From the first time I saw Chris, the urge to have him infect me has grown and grown in me. I didn't even think about you and I am ashamed of myself for not confiding in you." We sat then and hugged each other and vowed that no matter what now, we would be together and help each other through this. We were going to become AIDS whores together.

Took my first load up the ass when I was 11yo. A guy from the neighborhood seduced me. He was in his late forties or early fifties and really hairy. Caught me staring at his furry forearms and, sensing my boyish curiosity I guess, asked me if I wanted to touch them. Took me to his house and the rest is history... I remember asking for a rubber but he said since he couldn't catch anything from a virgin like me there was no need to use one. Made perfect sense to me back then...

started sucking cock at around 12 and first got fucked at 13 and haven't stopped

I was 14, and it was Thanksgiving. It was my best friend from across the street, he was a year older, and we had been fooling around for a year or so. We had the house to ourselves and messing around. He told me to bend over, fingered my hole with some lotion and then went balls deep. He fucked me for about ten minutes and then blew his load in me, and I shot mine. I had a lot to be thankful for that year.

15 minutes ago behind a dumpster near Home Depot. Home Depot is usually good for a load or two

Breeding slut who found love - we have been together almost 14 years. He loves for me to take cock with or without him there.

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."

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.”

Cheers! By the time I returned upstairs, everything had changed. It was like I’d walked into a completely different club. The music was no longer anything I could identify, having been replaced by a heavy thumping beat, and I noticed that the DJ from earlier was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a topless skinhead white guy who was clearly having the time of his life in the booth. The room was darker, and what lights there were were being used more for effect than for illumination, making the room flash red. Somewhere, a smoke machine was hissing, and the room was getting misty. Any pretence of this place not being a sex club had clearly been thrown out the window now. Several people had completely discarded what little outfits they had been wearing, while others were happily letting their cocks get pulled out of whatever they were wearing. A lot of people were still just dancing, but even that had become a lot more physical than what it had been before midnight. I didn’t know where to start. The vibrations of the music shot through my body, and I wanted to throw myself right into the dance floor, just to see what happened. ‘You. Need. Water.’ The voice in my head told me. What little of it was left was apparently trying to use reason to get me to stop doing the things it didn’t want me to. But it wasn’t wrong, my mouth did feel a bit dry, so I made my way to the bar. Apparently 90% of the people in the club had all decided to do the same thing. It was heaving there, with so many rows of people waiting to be served, it was a wonder how the people already at the bar itself would be able to get away once they got their drinks. I stood at the back of the queue, and wondered how long it would be before I actually got served. I felt like the negative voice knew this would happen and caught me in a trap. The night had other plans, though. I had been standing there less than a minute when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, expecting to see Geo, or one of the four guys I’d already messed about with this evening, but it was another new guy. He was older than any of the others, maybe one of the oldest guys in the building, but holy fuck was he a DILF. A black guy, maybe in his 50s, wearing nothing but a pair of loose boxers. His body was covered in salt-and-pepper hair, and he had dreadlocks tied loosely behind his head. In his hand, he held two bottles of beer, he offered one to me, and nodded over towards a corner of the room. I took the bottle and followed him. For a minute, I had to wonder if I actually had found my way into a different club. I was certain that the place had more seating earlier. Now it was like the chairs and tables had melted away in order to allow the dancefloor to expand. But the guy I followed seemed to know exactly where to go, and led me to a little alcove, that had some stools in it, pressed up against the wall under a wooden shelf that was littered with empty bottles and glasses. He pulled out two stools and perched on one, learning on the shelf. I hopped up onto the other one, vividly aware about how much less casual I looked and felt wandering through a public place in my underwear. We clinked the necks of our bottles together, and took deep swigs. Somewhere inside my head, alarm bells were going off. There could be anything in this bottle! I hadn’t seen it opened, and although it was still cold and tasted like standard cheap beer, I had no way of knowing how long this guy had been holding onto it. In my attempt to not let the guy see how uncomfortable I was, I ended up half emptying the bottle in one go, which was the opposite of what the voice in my head wanted, but it was too late now. I set the bottle down on the side, and thanked him for the drink. “No problem!” He took another sip, and set his drink down. “I was queuing so long that I lost the guy I was buying for, and you looked like you needed some help. It’s your first time in a place like this, I’m guessing?” I asked him how he knew that. “Kid. You’re walking around the place looking as confused and as cute as a deer caught in the headlights. It’s a miracle that you haven’t been hit by the truck yet.” With that, he reached out to my stall and easily dragged me closer to him. “But don’t worry. The truck is still coming.” He hooked one of his thumbs in his underwear and yanked them down. In his loose boxers and in the darkness of the room, I hadn’t really been able to see just how massive his cock was, but when it flopped out at me, swinging like a truncheon, it caught me by such surprise that I almost wanted to run away. That was never an option though, since the guy reached forward to the back of my neck and and pulled me into him. His tongue filled my mouth, and instinctively my hands took hold of his dick and started pumping it. It was so big that both my hands could easily hold it with room to spare. His hands came round me and roughly grabbed my ass, roughly squeezing and pulling at them as we kissed. After a minute, he stopped, and pushed me off him at the shoulders. He was so forceful that I felt like a rag doll, as he pushed me down to my knees so that my head was level with his dick. He was leaking precum, and I didn’t hesitate in taking the head in my mouth to suck it all up. His cock was at least four inches bigger than the biggest I’d ever sucked before, and even that one I hadn’t been able to deepthroat very well. I struggled to handle the beast in my mouth, and the hands that grabbed my head didn’t seem to care that much for my struggles. I gagged and spluttered all over his dick, and drool started pouring down my chin. There was movement behind me, and I felt someone else’s body against my back. He was crouched in the same position as me, so that all our body parts lined up perfectly, and I heard his voice in my ear. “Here, let me show you how it’s done.” I could tell that it was the guy I had met in the toilets earlier, and the guy I was sucking clearly didn’t have any issues letting me slide off his dick, so the new guy could slide straight on, swallowing half of it in one smooth movement while leaning over my shoulder. I was pinned between them, and the older guy only moved one of his hands from my head to the young guys head. The other kept firm hold of me, and held me in place, pulling me down into the nook between his dick and his leg. I inhaled deeply, and smelled the raw scent of his sweat. It was intoxicating, and my dick sprang to attention as the young guys arm wrapped around me and took hold of it through my shorts. I could feel the young guys dick pressing into my butt. It was hard, and not very big, but then I guessed that this current position was as close to topping as a guy like this got, so I guessed it didn’t matter. The diminishing sober part of my brain imagined how this would have looked from a distance. A writhing mass of flesh and limbs grinding together like some weird beast, letting out guttural moans every now and then. The thumping of the music meant that most of the noises were drowned out, but I could still hear the guy moaning as we worked on his dick. My new friend was definitely doing most of the work, but I tried my best to help out, licking at the base of the huge cock, and at the massive black balls that hung heavily underneath. It tasted incredible, like nothing I’d ever had in my mouth before. I could have stayed there lapping at it forever, but the other two seemed to have other plans. The big guy was getting close, and his moans were getting louder and more intense. Suddenly, the guy behind me shifted, moving backwards slightly, and the hand on my head curled its fingers in my hair, yanking me me back and putting my mouth over the head of the dick again, just in time for it to explode like a gun, filling my mouth. It was like a fire hose blasting into my mouth, shooting blast after blast of thick, salty cum. It came so fast that I didn’t even have time to gag, and instantly started swallowing what I could, letting the rest fill my mouth and run over my lips. Even if I thought to count how many shots pumped into my mouth, I’m sure I would have lost count. When it finally finished, his hand left my head, but another took its place, as the guy behind me pulled me back into his shoulder so that he could put his mouth over mine, licking the cum off my chin before kissing me. Our tongues mixed together with the huge load, and his other hand slipped into my shorts, taking hold of my dick. The part of my mind that was disgusted by all this was silent, and it was the hottest thing I had ever experienced. I’m surprised I didn’t blow my own load right there, but I was glad I didn’t. Any nerve I’d built up since swallowing that pill needed me to stay pent up and ready to go, I knew, and I had no intentions of letting this night end so soon. By the time we finally pulled apart, having swallowed every trace of cum we could find on each other, the guy who had given us it had already disappeared.

My Graduation Gift Well the big day arrived. I was all set to graduate from college with a bright future and plenty of opportunity. Courtesy of good grades and a fairly impressive resume, I already had a nice job lined up in a big advertising firm in Atlanta—with the summer off to boot. But this weekend was all about me and what I had accomplished at the ripe old age of 23. My family was gathered around to shower me with praise and attention—and the requisite gifts to mark the occasion. A little background might be in order here for this to make sense. I am the oldest child and only son for my parents. Mom and dad were divorced when I was eight after my youngest sister was born (there is one middle child--a terror, I might add). After the split, there weren’t money issues, as both of my parents came from well-to-do backgrounds. I attended the right prep schools and went on to a small liberal arts college where I became a BMOC. I had the little BMW, the right clothes, the best fraternity. While not a Greek god, I am nice looking and naturally athletic. In short, I am the person most college kids either envy or hate, unless they have been dealt the same hand. I am also gay. Now Mom knew, and she and Charles- her current husband –are OK with it. They even turned a blind eye when I brought a boyfriend along on vacation. No questions, just the reassurance that they loved me no matter what---followed by a pregnant pause. Dad never mentioned anything about my personal life, perhaps because he was always on a layover between business trips. Also, he never had the same significant other for more than a few months. After lunch at the best restaurant in town, we returned to my soon-to-be Alma Mater for the ceremony. When it was over, Mom handed me a small gift and an envelope. The gift was an alligator belt with a monogrammed silver buckle and the envelope was a cashier’s check for $10,000 to “furnish your first real apartment”. Dad said he had a surprise, but he wanted to give it to me a little later. He hung around until everyone left, then said “Son, I’ve not spent a lot of time with you, but I’ve always tried to be there when it was important. I’ve kept up with everything you’ve done and I’m so proud of you. I think you know that. I have a special gift for you, one that you will remember forever. I think you will come to cherish it and it will become part of you as you become part of it. It’s at the beach condo—can you come down for a weekend soon?” I asked if we could get together in a couple of weeks as I had a quick trip planned with some fraternity brothers. He readily agreed to the first weekend in June, and said he would be waiting for me Friday afternoon. Beyond that, he would give no hints. I was really curious, but the answer was always the same—“you’re going to love it”. As he prepared to leave, he said one other thing which really got my attention “Don’t tell anyone, this is just for you and it’s very special. It’s something you need and will treasure for the rest of your life. But, it has to remain our secret!” We met two weeks later at the beach. The condo was, as always immaculate. I didn’t see any packages, or detect any difference, except that dad was more animated than when he gave me my BMW. He suggested we go out for a few drinks and something to eat. I agreed and we hit the locals’ hotspot for some beer and seafood. Strangely, it seemed he was checking out the waiter, but then again so was I. A little ass on the side was part of my weekend plan as well. We talked a bit about my upcoming move and job. Dad asked if I was seeing anyone special but didn’t probe. The only fuss came when I excused myself for a cigarette and he pointed out that grown men smoked cigars. He paid the check and announced that it was time to leave. When we got back to the condo, dad got us another beer and motioned for me to sit down. He looked right at me with piercing eyes and said “I know you’re gay—I’ve known it since you were about five. I’ve kept up with you and know that you have been involved with a few boys in college. It’s all good with me, I’ve had a few bromances myself over the years. The gift I have for you is to set you free—to let you have all the fun you want—to take away the things that are holding you back. That’s my gift to you!” As he said that, two men walked out of the bedroom area and sat next to me on the sofa. They were thin and sharp looking, with a few piercings and the odd tattoo peeking out from their shorts and shirts. “I’ve recruited these guys to help me, they are part of the gift.” My head was spinning—what was he saying, what did he mean? Without warning, they took me in their arms and began stroking me and pulling at my clothes. I opened my mouth to stop them, but before I could, the older man thrust his tongue in my mouth while the younger man said “remember, father knows best!” I heard dad say “if only my father could have done this for me!” Perhaps it was the beer, perhaps it was the knowledge that dad had always taken care of me, or perhaps it was that these two guys were just so fucking hot, but for whatever reason I just melted into their arms. My dick was leaking precum like a faucet as the stripped off my clothes and led me to the king size bed in dad’s room. We rolled around moaning and humping like animals. I couldn’t speak because there was a tongue or a dick in my mouth at all times. I was barely aware of dad climbing onto the edge of the bed and watching the scene unfold. After a bit, I felt the stubble of the younger man’s beard at my crack. He wasted no time getting to my pucker where he began to lick and nibble at my hole. He ate my ass like he was starved, pushing spit in with each tongue thrust. I was glad I had prepped this morning "Just in case.” After a thorough rimming, I felt the first finger, slick with the lube I had noticed on the bedside table. Two more followed as I squirmed, probing me and opening me for what was to come. I was so horned up by this point that the whole weirdness of the scene was lost on me—until dad, who was naked at this point and rock hard slid under me and caressed me and looked square into my eyes saying “and now it’s time for the gift to open you!” With that, the younger of the two started to slip his dick into me. “Shit—that’s a monster” I said. Dad looked at me and reminded me to relax and push out. The stranger’s head popped in and I felt his assault continue. I knew he was hung, but this was really a big cock. Dad said, as if reading my mind “eight and a half and thick too”. By this time, it was in to the hilt and the rhythm was beginning. Man he is a great top I thought as he varied the angle and the speed. The older guy jacked me, then jacked dad and me together as his buddy began to moan softly. Suddenly he started to slam me for all he was worth and yelled “take..your gift,,,here,,,come…my swimmers. I felt him cum explosively and realized he had just barebacked me—a first for me. As he pulled out, his friend mounted me, sliding in effortlessly on the baby batter which leaked from my hole. Dad gazed at me the entire time with a look of pride, approval and satisfaction. “I told you I wanted to give you your freedom—and now I have. By the time Rob is done, you will be a changed man. His viral load is over one million and he has seven conversions on record. He has never failed” As the words sank in, fear gripped my soul—this was the freedom dad was giving me—HIV. I struggled, but dad held me tight as Rob long-dicked my hole. Rob bellowed and whispered in my ear “you have a great dad—you don’t know how lucky you are—you ARE free now, free to embrace the cumslut that lives within you, free to spread the gift far and wide. You need to thank him.” I was so confused, angry yet turned on, violated yet strangely, yes surely liberated. Weakly, I looked at dad and said “thank you, I…love…you”. As the words fell out of my mouth, the younger man said :”My name is Woody---just thought I should introduce myself before I put the butt plug in!” Everyone, including me chuckled on that on. My ass was sore as I got up and reached for a cigarette. Dad stopped me, handed me a cigar he had clipped and passed me a lighter—you’re a man now. In the semi-darkness I saw both Woody and Rob sported biohazard tats on their chests—how had I missed that? We sat on the bed, four naked men, smoking cigars. Dad broke the silence. “I have always been her for you. I’ll be here in a few weeks when the flu hits, and after that forever. I wish my dad had done this for me so I didn’t have to live with the fear and loathing I have. Gentlemen, have fun this weekend, I going home. There is money in the nightstand for you all to enjoy yourselves for the weekend. Son, don’t worry about the condo—just lock up and leave before ten Monday—the service comes to clean at eleven. Call me when you get home so I’ll know you are safe and sound.” I protested, but he insisted on leaving. Damn, I have a great dad!”

Excellent writing, love this story.

Ding dong! Cock is here I can hear the boys coming in as I wait in our play room, gonna hand over my phone to the bf if he wishes to post stud as we go. ?

yeah! Tag team chub fucking! nothing better. If you would spread open those huge butt cheeks for me so I can get in deep, I'll return the favour,buddy.

I think you took a wrong turn somewhere along the way -this is 'B-R-E-E-D-I-N-G' Zone. Guys come here because we WANT the cum inside us, not look for ways to prevent it.

I made it to class and sat in me seat with my legs spread and knew his cum was leaking out a little. My panties were wet and I liked it. I am not sure what we were discussing in class but all I could think about was Ryan, Abdul and Adam. It seemed like it had been so long since Adam had fucked me I really wanted to feel him inside me again and Abdul. All of them really. My mind was wondering thinking of a hot foursome with all three guys and me. Abruptly class ended and I needed to leave and as I walked out into the hall Abdul was waiting there. He greeted me and asked me how I was. I told him good and tried to focus. Could this be I wished for him and he was there. What if he wanted to fuck, I have cum inside me, should I tell him it is Jared's? That would make sense right? My bf fucked me and that is why I have cum in my pussy. Abdul broke my trance and asked me if everything was okay and I said yes, and the asked if I wanted to take a walk and I also agreed that would be great to get some fresh air. We headed down a hall and away from the exits and we followed to the end and then another hall. I had been down her a couple times but it is not used much anymore since the new addition was added. They planned on knocking this down over the summer and rebuilding this section. It was getting dark and I wondered where we were going and then he opened a door and motioned me in. In this room there was a bed, chair and sofa. It was not that large. The twin bed was up against a wall and there was a tv on one wall and chair on the other. and sofa opposite the bed. He started groping me and he kissed me and I almost melted. Then he started to slide his hand up my skirt and then his hand made it to my panties. He broke the kiss and whispered in my ear, you are so wet, He slide them off and I started to unbuckle his belt and undid his pants and that thick dick feel out against me and I jacked it with one hand and then lined it up to my pussy and he grabbed me and slide in as he held me and pushed me back onto the bed and spread my legs. He felt amazing and then he pulled out and slide back in and whispered in my ear. I am fucking your cummy pussy, so your bf fucked you and pre-lubed you for me. He drilled my pussy and came two times in me. When he was done he made me suck his cock clean and told me he needed to fuck me soon. He got dressed quickly and said he needed to back before his gf found out he had just creamed some pussy. He left me there in a room, I tried to clean up and leave but just then the door opened. This tall lanky black man was standing there. He asked me what I was doing in his room. I tried to apologize but he said I know you white sluts always want to take some big black cock. He unbuttoned this pants and out came a really thick but still soft black cock. I had never been with a black guy but had always fantasized about it. I had just been fucked by two guys and they both came in me. I was not sure now was the time to live out this fantasy but there he was. His dick just kept getting better and he would bounce it and it would grow and get harder. He walked two steps toward me and grabbed my hand and guided it to his dick. I jacked him and then he put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me and I took the hint and got on my knees. There it was this huge black dick leaking right in front of me and I opened my mouth and started to suck him. He moaned and guided my head deeper on his dick and after four minutes or so he said, undress and get on the bed. I quickly got naked and on the bed with my legs slightly spread and he grabbed them and spread them on got on the bed and bent down to his dick rest on my stomach as he sucked and nibbled on my tits. The right for a few minutes and then the left. He worked his was down my stomach and then to my pussy and he said, nice a little white slut who takes cum. He licked and sucked my clit and then licked and sucked my pussy lips and seem to enjoy the cum in there and before long I was came hard. He had suck a hot tongue and he just kept eating me out and then I came again. My eyes were rolling back in my head. He came back up and slapped his big dick on my pussy. It hurt a little his dick was heavy and I was tender, before long he was rubbing the head along my lips and it was getting wet from his pre-cum and I was already wet inside and then once he spread my lips enough he changed his angle and started to slide in but put his hand on my mouth and she slide deep in me tearing me open with a trust as I screamed and whimpered in his hand. He held me there slow fucking me for three or four minutes and then pulled his hand off and kissed me as he fucked harder and deeper and then without a sound ten minutes in he held his dick there and kit my tongue as he came in me the first of three time. His dick never went soft, he fucked two more time and it was two hours worth of fucking. I came a total of six times with him and I never even know his name. When he was done he got up and said, now look what you have done, I have to go shower in the locker room. Do me a favor and be gone with I get back but I need you to come back on Monday evening and be ready for some real fucking whore. He left and I thought, I am not sure I like being called that. I did love that huge dick inside me and his mouth was amazing. I am not coming Monday, I always wanted to know what that was like and now I do. I can mark that off my bucket list. I cleaned up again and heading home. I really hope Jared is out or on a game call when I get in.

Two for Tuesday cums a bit early with 2 chapters today! A SHOCKING REVELATION: Once in our room, Brother Austin immediately stripped, and jumped on the bed. His cock was raging, and he invited Zack to get on top of him and ride his cock. Austin noticed the pipe on the nightstand loaded with Tina, and suggested that Zack should first partake in a hit. Zach asked if he wanted a hit also, to which Austin said he rather not smoke it, but wanted Zack to take a hit and shotgun it on his cock before they fucked. Zack and I did not slam much, but we did like to shotgun the smoke from time to time. We had done this, but had never shot-gunned each others cocks. I wondered what it was like, and hoped to find out soon. Zack eagerly lit the pipe, and inhaled deeply, while Austin told him to keep hitting the pipe. Austin then wrapped his lips around his fathers cock, and exhaled, and to my surprise, it seemed to have quite the effect on Austin. He mounted his son and It didn’t take Austin long to bust his nut deep in Zack. Austin asked me to eat his nut from Zacks ass, and swap the load with him, and I happily obliged. Afterwards, the three of us embraced in bed, before Austin started to show signs of recovery. Zack then lit the pipe, and handed it to me. I took a deep hit, and shot-gunned Austins cock before he mounted me. This breeding was a lot more pleasant than the first by Austin. He pumped for a good 20 minutes before dropping his seed in me. Afterwards, Zack ate his load from my ass, and swapped it with Austin. By this time, we were all exhausted, and fell asleep for a few hours, spooning each other. I was in the middle, with Zacks cock nestled against my ass. The thing that surprised me most was that Tina never really gave Zack a Tina cock, it just made him one horny fucker. I awoke to his cock rubbing against my ass. He entered my ass, and began to fuck me as Austin remained asleep. About half way through, Austin woke up and simply rolled away, and watched Zack breeding me. As Zack busted his nut into me, Austin started to cry, and proclaimed, “I’m so proud of you son!” Wait did we both hear that right? A PROUD FATHER: Austin could see the look of surprise on our faces. He looked Zack in the eye, and proclaimed that he was his biological son. Zack just looked shocked and amazed, and said it couldn’t be true. Austin started to tear up, and took a photo from his pocket. It was a photo of Austin, his then wife, Zack and his sister. Zack began to cry, and then hugged his father tightly. I just laid there in shock and amazement. Zack responded by asking, “but why father, why?” Austin explained that he had always been gay. He continued to say that the only reason that he married a woman, was to mask his gayness, as he was often teased and bullied about it while in high school, and even in college. He explained that Zack was conceived during his freshmen year in college. He continued by saying that although he loved Zack, he always considered him a “mistake” as his girlfriend, and later wife said that she was on the pill after conceiving his sister. As such, he had to drop out to support his wife and newborn child. Tears were now streaming down Zacks face, and I reached over and gave him a big hug and kiss to comfort him. Austin then began to cry, and I also did the same for him. Austin then told me that he was happy that his son was so into me. He said that he was aware that Zack had recently converted, and that he was so excited about sharing his gift with others. By this time, all of our cocks were raging hard, an Austin suggested that it was time to celebrate. For the first time, Austin suggested that we all party first though. He suggested that as he knew that younger guys loved to play darts, we should all slam first. Zack and I didn’t think it was the best idea, but after what was revealed, we agreed to it. We took turns slamming each other, being careful not to use much, as we agreed that we would not tell father Joseph that Austin let us party, however he refrained from doing so. We both new that father Joseph was testing us, and we didn’t want him to be angry with us. Austin instructed both of us to get on the bed, with our asses high in the air. Austin started with his son, but alternated between our asses. As he was thrusting in each of us, Zack and I locked lips, and had the most passionate kisses that we have ever had. As Austin was about to cum, he asked Zack if he was ready for his seed. Zack responded by saying, “no daddy, please give it to my lover.” Lover, WTF? Zack had never called me that before. I was more than happy to hear it though. After Austin dropped his nut in my cunt, Austin ate it from me, and felched it with Zack. After wards, we just laid in bed, snuggling each other. After awhile, Austin asked Zack if he had any other questions. Zack stated that his mind was racing, but yes indeed he had some questions.

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

Doc told me to stop taking my PrEP and go see a kidney specialist after my last three metabolic panels came up with unusual results. Been off for over a week now. Still planning on taking all the bare cock and cum I can over NYE weekend.

The emotions that are running through my body is incredible as we head to his bedroom. We are soon sucking each other's dick, and like me, Thad also has a Prince Albert piercing on his 7-inch dick and what a body he has. Thad starts to fuck me like no one ever has nice and slow very deliberate, and I'm cumming just from his dick in me and gives me a big load, I turn around and clean his dick and the sweet cum he has given me. It's my turn as I bury my face in his ass cheeks and work over Thad's hole that is far from being a virgin hole and it's more like a cunt, but his moaning like a bitch in heat. With just a little spit my 8-inch dick slips right in with no resistance and feels so warm as I try to replicate what he did to me and hold back for as long as I can before I explode in Thad's hole. We spent the rest of the day sucking and fucking each other before we both fell asleep in each other arms, that was the last time I slept in the room I had rented. I ask what Thad does to support himself as he is away for a few days then is home for days. He goes online and shows and add for me as an escort and says I do the same as you but I work as an independent escort. Thad shows me of some of his pictures of his work and Thad does some very kinky things as there a picture of him in a sling with someones arm past the elbow in him. He takes me over to the other bedroom and takes out the equipment he has stored in the walk-in closet. Thad has a sling, cross, fuck bench and a tie-down table with cleats in the shape of a human with holes by the face and crotch is. What I find funny is we both are working boys, me to go to school Thad as a career and fun as he asks me if me if I would like to help him tonight, I say what will we be doing as he laughs an says you might see something you might want to do one day. We get to this person home, and the customer is about 40 and in a jock strap. From what I can see this is not his first time see Thad as we head down to his basement. The walls are black with a few spotlights in a few areas. This guy has a chastity device on as Thad calls him bitch and a worthless piece of shit. Thad, tells me to drink, and I don't taste anything but water as he says to keep drinking. The customer is on the bench with his legs spread wide and I picked up a syringe and told to slam him as Thad shoves another one up his ass for a booty bump. I was told to sit in the chair and play with my dick as Thad takes a can of Crisco and spreads it around his ass and then his arm. Now open the poppers put it to his nose, he is inhaling as Thad's fingers start to enter his hole then withdraws makes a fist and in one shot his hands disappear as he is just grunting. I can sense this has been done many times as Thad's arm is past the elbow and is pulling all the way out then back in and says grab that device and put it around his face as that will capture as of your piss, as for how did Thad know I had to piss. I put my dick in this device and start to piss as he is drinking it all. When I finished pissing Thad, it's your turn to fist him, tie off his arm and give him another slam. I'm shown me how to clip my nails, so I don't cut him up inside as he has been fisting for years. I can't believe how warm it is inside his hole as the deeper I go I feel his heart beating. Thad, whats me to punch fist him I make a fist and punch his hole like you are in a fight as I see even in a chastity cage he is cumming from this and I'm dripping pre-cum. On the way home Thad asks me did I have a good time as he looks into my eyes and can see that one day I would want to be fisted like that. Let me know if you want more and in which direction you want this to go, as I am going to turn it into some of what I have done in my life.

The NYC Black Party I will be with Mr. X for the Black Party weekend. It is a huge dance party with some dark areas you can go to Youtube to see some of what goes on and the music with some of the performance, but it's the dark areas where all the fun is. Mr. X calls me the week before to go over to the Leatherman on Christopher St. and get fitted for some leather he wants to have. Omar tells me this is going to either a lot of fun or harrowing experience with Mr.X. I have no idea whats Mr.X wants me to get, but the clerk behind the desk does know what I'm to get. He leads me by the hand down these winding stairs to the basement. I have never seen so many things and don't know what they are for, but in time I think I will. He fits me for a harness to go over my chest and under my arms, then some leather pants with a zipper in the back that has to be made smaller because of my small body and the same go with some chaps that feel great. While I'm being fitted, the tailor has his hands all over my body, and he sees my dick is rock hard and is smiling then says you are going to the Black Party as someone boy, I say YES. Friday I go over to Mr.X hotel, and I'm not even in the door he is taking my clothes off and expecting my body. Boy, you look so young in your pictures but legal, I'm going to have a lot of fun with you and might fun also. Mr.X is 6ft 185 with a nice muscular build in his leather. He puts a chain around my neck and locks it up. Your name is now boy, and you are my property as the contract you signed so get face down and let me inspect your hole. Boy, you have a nice hole, and it still looks like a virgins hole. I feel his finger prodding me with no lube, and I know I need it Boy, I think you are one of thous lube whores let me get you started. Boy, you are going to like this. I'm sitting on the side of the bed as Mr.X has a syringe in his mouth a rope in one hand and a sealed alcohol pad in the other. He ties off my arm real tight wipes a spot. I feel the prick of the needle. Boy, watch this as I'm going to educate you on a slam. He pulls back a little and stops as blood enters the syringe an says. Look into my eyes, and as he does he pushes the plunger in and takes off the rope off, as I am coughing he flips me over on my stomach spreads my ass cheeks with his lubed up fingers work there way in my hole. He pulls out and inserts a butt plug in and says relax boy. Mr.X so this is the first time see him naked, and I'm in big trouble now. He has a baseball bat between his legs as a dick with a large P.A. Boy, I'm not going to shove it in, but it's going to be very slow as I want you to enjoy this weekend. So put the harness on so I have something to grab onto, so you don't try to run away on me. The slam was a good one, and the lube is warming up the inside of my hole as I put the harness on and get onto the bed on my stomach. Mr.X spreads my legs as I feel his weight pressing down on my body as he is teasing my hole with his P.A. Mr.X is pushing slow and I feel the pressure but no pain. The girth of his dick is spreading me open as he goes in deeper. Boy, my dick is now in you, but we have a lot more to go you just let me know if its too much for you. Mr.X is patient with me as he goes deeper but, I love the feeling, so I want to show him how much I love the size of his dick, so I back up on his dick, and he smacks my ass cheek. Boy, you want more so here it goes as I'm now balls deep well past your second ring. He starts to slow fuck as I feel him pour more lube as its running down the crack of my ass. Mr.X allmost pulls out of my hole and then drives back in, he turns me over onto my back with my legs up in the air as I can see his face and how happy he is and how much I'm enjoying getting fuck. Boy' you ready for my load as I have been waiting a month to breed your hole. He is balls deep as I feel his dick pulsing out a massive load into me and lays on top of me with his dick impaled in my hole. When he pulls out, I turn around and clean his dick as he puts a plug in my hole so I will be ready for round two. Friday night we went three more rounds before I crashed. Saturday at the Black Party.

I'm to see Omar about what my profile will say and the services I will offer at this time. The pictures Paul took are fantastic and make me look so inviting for you to want. Omar says to think of what you like to do the drugs you are willing to take and services you want to do. Sex Status: Negative on PrEP Take POZ: Yes Looking to become POZ: Maybe Do a Conversion Party: Maybe Take Loads: Yes Anal: Yes Mouth: Yes Give Loads Anal: Yes Mouth: Yes ATM: Yes Fisting: Not yet but want to Gang Bangs: Yes Drugs Poppers: Yes Meth/Tina Smoke: No Booty Bump: Yes Slam: Yes Coke: Yes GHB: Yes Molly: Yes BDSM: Yes when I know more about it. Medical Play: I have questions about this. Time Minimum is session 3 hours. Over Night: Yes Multiple Days: Yes Omar like I'm willing to be a Top and bottom but with my body and that I look like jail bate, but I'm of legal age. A lot of the session I do are as a bottom for three hours in their home or hotel room, where I suck their dick, and they fuck me only a small group like to PNP, but thous who do is a lot more fun, and they seam fuck better. When I Top, they think the pictures are photoshopped because of the size of my thick 8-inch dick. Being a Top, you have only a few minutes to decide if they want and nice slow fuck, a rough fuck where you pound them as hard and as fast as you can. Sometimes they want it kinky where they are tied up, and you rape them. Everyone is different even if you see them a few times. Omar asks for a review of that client to make sure they do not take advantage of the other boys who work here or me. The ones you see for overnight or a few days are the most fun but its the 3-hour session that is the bread and butter. Let me hear from you where you want this to go as I have some ideas from my real life.

I ask Omar if I can go to a party at school that is for thous who are under 21. He is laughing and says yes you can as he has heard about these parties. Jerry is twice my age and has fucked with his dick in me for 45minutes to an hour and is exhausted when he is finished and cums in my ass. I figure these guys are young and can fuck for hours. I get to the party with a clean hole ready for a night of hot young boys to pound my hole into oblivion. Well, they were young 18-21 great looking bodies with hard dicks, and that was about it. The rules are bull shit sucking a dick with a condom on getting fuck with a condom. Ok, it gets worse when they fuck its stick it in and cum in less than a minute as these boys have no idea how to control themselves. I left these so disgusted and will never go again. I go over to Paul home for the week to get an education. It will be about drugs and the effect and what kind of sex I might want to do as Omar will have that on my profile. Paul wants to take pictures of me. I pose with my legs spread on my knees wide showing my hole and a baseball cap on backward; I never know why people love that picture? Legs over my shoulders showing my hole and many others all with me having a hardon. Drugs I will be given different drugs and see how it affects me. We start with poppers and as I have done them before its put on the list of things I do. GHB Paul explains to me what this is and gives me a taste in different drinks. In 15 minutes I'm feeling the effects as he is filming and ask me questions, but I'm feeling so relaxed and sleepy. Later he tells me that whenever out to watch my drinks as someone might slip it into your glass. Its also used if you are going to do some heavy play where you want to be out of it. Ecstasy/Molly After the GHB I try this, and I'm up for 6 hours and its good for a long session as either a Top or bottom. Coke I like to do lines and the effect. Meth/Tina Smoking I'm ok with but not interested in doing. Booty Bump YES YES YES as my hole becomes so hungry for something in it and just more. Slamming After the coughing, its something I love doing and the rush. Paul shows me videos of different sex acts, BDSM, Medical play, Fisting but I'm not ready for, Watersports, Puppy play, and others. Paul says I'm to get somebody piercings that some customers will like. Paul takes me to a body piercer who is hot looking with his tribal tattoos. The piercer first does my right ear. Then a stud for my tongue and I'm told to wash my mouth out with Listerine three times a day for two weeks. Then the Guiche but it took him a long time to find the right spot as with his finger and pushed every area between my ass hole and scrotum till I almost jump off the table as that is the area that will give me the most pleasure. Prince Albert lets say inhale a deep breath and then exhale, and the first part is done. I'm to drink a lot of water as the first time I piss there will be some pain and blood. Well, I did piss some blood, but the pain was not as terrible as I thought it would be.

Never really a fan of glory holes except for sucking or getting my cock sucked of course. However, like you, I often love the anonymity of a good fuck. That's why I'll go to the darker back room at Slammer (here in L.A.), bend over the fuck table, and wait. Often I'm alongside other hungry pigs waiting to be bred, which I love. Invariably hands begin to roam my body, finger my hole, and then mount and begin to fuck. Usually that means that once the first cock breeds me, it's replaced by the next, and the next. Since I can't see backwards and the room is dim, I never know who it was that fucked and bred me. Just know that my hole's been filled and I'm a happy pig. Oink!

Part 7; It was now about 4am, and I dropped off pretty quickly. I woke at 8am to the boy thrashing about, moaning in his sleep. He was boiling hot, and soaking wet. His body was well and truly fighting my viral GIFT, at the same time accepting it as it invaded his system, developing into his own strain. I woke him up, got up, changed the towel underneath him, made us both a Lemon & Ginger drink, with some Echinacea drops, and got him some more Paracetamol. Temperature time... 38.8c. 'Daddy, I feel fucking dreadful' 'I know. in a few days I promise you'll be feeling much better, now take your Paracetamol, they'll help a bit' I got a bowl of cold water with ice cubes, and with a flannel kept mopping his face and forehead from the sweat, and keeping it cool. Part of me really felt for him. The other part was incredibly turned on knowing that thanks to me he had a new life growing inside of him. After about an hour he seemed to perk up a little bit. I could see it in his face too. I took his temperature again... 38.1. I told him to get on all 4's, taking out his butt plug. 'When I say 'Push' son, push your pussy out, like you need to go to the toilet' 'OK Daddy' 'Push' Nothing came, just a fart. I held my mug under his cunt, and got him to push again. He again farted, but this time pink cum blobbed out. I kept making him do this until I guess there was a few tablespoons worth of toxic cum sitting at the bottom of my mug. During this time, his phone bleeped with a text message. I ordered him to sit up in bed, and tilt his head back to face the ceiling. I slowly poured the 5 loads down his throat. Of course, with his neck tilted back swallowing was more of a struggle, which accentuated his gulping motion, which in turn gave me a semi erection. 'You got a message on your phone' 'Oh yeah' ... He leaned over to grab his phone, read the message, and without saying a word handed me the phone. The message was from the clinic from a few weeks ago when I made him get tested. It simply read... 'Your test is Negative' ... Fuck, a surge went straight to my Dick and I was now super solid! I turned to him and said... 'Not anymore boy'. I flipped him back on all 4's, commanding him to hold onto the headboard. 'Arch out your ASS boy'. The contrast of that text message, and what was happening inside him sent my inner depravity wild. I drove into him, no lube, no spit, nothing. No slowly building up, just a quick hot fuck, slapping his pert backside. I really dug my grip into his hips as I quickly got close... 'You are a Nasty Fucking Pig' 'Yes Daddy, fuck me with your Poz cum, give it to me' 'Yeah, you are my dirty greedy Poz Pig' 'Breed me Dad. Cum in me, PLEASE'. I grunted, spewing another toxic load deep in his guts! We lay down into spoon position, and I slid back inside, slowly rocking. I rocked us back to sleep, inside his cunt!

You are definitely my kind of guy! I just want to get on my knees between a guys legs and suck. That's it!

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PART 6 As Grant’s dick slowly churned the poz cum inside Conrad’s fuckhole, my bro just kept grinning—a less angelic grin than before, almost a little evil—and his eyes radiated the dark intensity of a truly trashed-up chempig. “I’m so proud of you, bro,” I said to him, and he looked at me with that same grin. “This is fuckin’ amazing, bro,” he replied. “Ever since you put that needle in my arm, all I can think is dick. Dick. I need dick. I love dick. Fuck, dude! DICK.” That made everybody laugh. “I’m glad to hear that, boy. Slamming should do that to a bottompig like you.” Conrad growled hungrily, then turned to Grant. “Fuck, Daddy—that felt so good. Your cock, your cum. You fed me exactly what I needed, exactly where I needed it. Poz cum in my raw hole.” Right around that moment—as Grant and Conrad continued their Daddy-bro bonding with filthy pigtalk punctuated by the occasional deep kiss—my phone buzzed. It was a text from Rick, my buddy at the front desk of the bathhouse. If you’re up for another conquest tonight, he wrote, I’ve got a candidate for you. Hot little self-righteous condom-Nazi with a gorgeous furry butt. I replied right away, telling him that Recruit #1 was already a trashy slampig, so I had time to bring another boy to the dark side. Rick texted right back: Fuck yeah! You’ll find him sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi. I want to see his pupils get bigger than fuckin quarters. And then I want to destroy his slammed-up hole. (This is why I love playing with Rick: for him, innocence is only acceptable if it’s up for immediate destruction.) I didn’t want to miss this boy at the Jacuzzi, so I grabbed Jason—Grant’s furry pigboy—and asked him to give me a hand. Then I pulled Conrad down from the sling and said it was time to rinse off. I assured Daddy Grant that his boys would return soon, then ushered Conrad and Jason out the door with their towels draped over their shoulders. As the three of us walked past a steady stream of half-naked men—many of them leering at us, some reaching out to brush their hands against Conrad’s boyish skin—I explained how the two of them could help me nail my newest victim. When we arrived at our destination, the three of us parted ways: I went to the Jacuzzi, and Jason and Conrad went into the group shower. (At this particular bathhouse, anyone sitting in the Jacuzzi can ogle the dudes in the shower—the two areas are only a few feet apart.) As for Rick’s boy, I caught sight of him immediately. He was maybe in his mid-20s, short and compact, with a perfect dusting of fur across his muscular little chest. A little bit of scruff. Rugby players’ legs. A nice piece of uncut meat between his legs. And that face—the kind of angelic face that demands to be stuffed full of cock. As I slowly walked down the hot tub stairs and submerged myself in the water, I made sure that my cock stayed above the surface long enough for my new target to see it. He saw it, alright—and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stared back. And as I sat down on the ledge across from him, I cocked my head to indicate he should sit with me. He didn’t hesitate for a second. As he walked my way, I got a clearer look at his ridiculously defined six-pack, not to mention his rapidly-growing cock. Best of all, when he spun around to sit down on the ledge next to me, I got a quick peek at his ass. Rick wasn’t kidding—this boy had the kind of butt that gangfucks were made for. We started with a little small talk. His name was Dylan. He was a grad student, and he’d been in the area for about six months. But just as I began to turn the conversation in a more filthy direction, everyone in the Jacuzzi started pointing to the showers—and once we looked, we couldn’t stop staring, because Jason and Conrad were putting on quite a show. This was all part of my plan, of course. I’d instructed Jason and Conrad to walk into the shower area as if they didn’t know each other. I’d told them to choose adjacent showers. I directed Conrad to begin soaping up his hot young jockbutt, and I told Jason to respond by jacking his stiffening cock. By the time Dylan and I started watching, Jason was already fingering Conrad’s hole and asking him to squeeze out a little cum from his last breeding. We watched as a thick stream of white jizz came streaming out of Conrad’s butt, which earned an audible grunt of appreciation from the cumpigs in the hot tub. By the time Jason pushed Conrad against the railing of the Jacuzzi and started pounding him raw, I was rubbing my finger across the surface of Dylan’s tight little furry fuckhole, earning a little moan in the process. His cock was rock-hard as he openly gaped at the bareback fuckshow in front of us. “Pretty hot, huh?” I said, continuing to run my finger across the entrance to his hole. “Fuck yeah—it’s definitely hot. But not for me, man—I play safe, you know?” “Oh, that’s cool—so do I.” He turned to me and gave me an appreciative smile. Then I leaned over and whispered in his ear: “And I have rubbers in my room. So when can I fuck you?” He didn’t answer, but simply stood up and walked to get his towel, the muscles in his butt flexing with every step. He glanced back and gestured for me to join. Following close behind, I watched him clamber out of the Jacuzzi, his leg swinging up to the edge as he climbed out the side of the pool—a maneuver that briefly exposed his fuckhole. One way or another, I said to myself, consensual or not, this boy’s butt is taking my raw dick tonight. Just then, the fuck between Jason and Conrad was reaching its noisy climax. Jason was asking my lil’ bro all sorts of questions: do you like being a fuckin’ bareback slut at the bathhouse? Do you like giving up your wrecked pighole to total strangers? Are you gonna take loads in your slopped-up hole all fucking night? Conrad didn't answer, exactly, beyond a half-coherent litany of nasty pigspeak, his slammed-up brain unable to perform basic processes while that big raw dick was pounding his hole. He just kept saying things like fuck, fuck, fuck, breed it fucker, fuckin’ A, fuckin’ use this hole, use my hungry cunt. Knock it up. Please, please knock it up. Fuck! Goddammit, you hot pig motherfucker… Then I heard Jason start to breathe heavily as his dick slapped faster and faster against that cum-flooded hole. Then came a few more questions: You want my fuckin’ load in your slopped-up hole, huh? You hungry for my cum? You wanna get fuckin’ pregnant, dude? Yes, shouted Conrad, nearly delirious with hunger. Fuckin’ yes. Fuckin’ breed me. Please. Please, please breed me. I’m so fuckin’ hungry for that seed. Ohmigod—ohmigod—I feel it—I feel it—fuck yeah! Gimme your load, dude. Thank you. Oh, fuck! Thank you. Thank you. Ohmigod—FUCKER! Everyone in the hot tub could see Jason’s whole body shake as he unleashed his poz cum inside my lil’ bro, Conrad grinning like a little kid as he milked that dick clean with his hungry jockbutt. When Dylan and I turned to leave, I caught a quick glimpse of Jason’s softening cock, coated with fresh seed, pulling out of Conrad’s hole, only to be replaced right away by some random dude’s veiny, precum-dripping Daddy dick. My lil’ bro let out a guttural moan of approval as the new cock invaded his ass—and the whole time I just kept brushing my fingers against Dylan’s twitching, furry muscle hole. First, we took a brief detour to the front desk. I told Dylan that I needed an extra towel, but I actually needed to give Rick a signal that a new corruption project was underway. As I picked up the towel, I gave Rick a little wink, and he replied by mouthing the word “Oink.” As Dylan and I walked away, I looked back at the front desk and held up both hands, mouthing “10 minutes.” Rick answered with a thumbs-up while flashing an evil-pig grin. Back in the room, Dylan climbed up on the bed, got on all fours, and immediately began sucking my dick. Bobbing up and down on my poz shaft, he instinctively arched his back and aimed his hole at the ceiling. I fixed my sights on that quivering cunt, imagining just how incredible this negboy’s fuckhole would feel against the skin of my poz cock. I leaned down to kiss Dylan. It was important to make a good connection with this kid, to gain his trust. I’ve found that a good makeout session can help establish that kind of instant connection, especially if the boy is affectionate and eager for someone to take care of him. That was Dylan, all right—I could tell he was a sweet one. I wreck boys like him all the time: nice kids who somehow fall under the spell of a guy like me, a guy who lives to see virgin boyhole oozing thick white sperm, preferably streaked with ribbons of pink and red. Cum and blood: the keys to initiation and brotherhood. Dylan kissed me hungrily while I kept toying with his fuckhole. “Just curious, boy,” I whispered in his ear. “Do you like to get tied up?” “Fuck yeah,” he said. “Just as long as you don’t make the knots too tight. I kinda just want the illusion that I’m tied up, you know? I need to be able to escape if necessary.” “Oh, of course,” I replied, reaching into my bag to grab a handful of rope. I looped a few coils around his wrists, then made a loose knot on the bedposts so that he wouldn’t feel trapped. “That OK, boy?” He nodded with a big grin. I leaned down to kiss him again, and his body trembled with hunger and excitement. “I can’t wait to feel my cock slide inside you, Dylan. You’re such a sexy little fucker.” He responded with a happy murmur as I reached into my bag. OK, that’s enough affection for now, I thought to myself. It’s time for things to take a nasty turn. First, I grabbed a piece of piss-stained fabric and shoved it in his mouth. Then I reached up to the knots on the bedposts, and with a simple tug I tightened them so that Dylan couldn’t move his arms. His eyes grew wide, and he attempted to use his legs as leverage, but it was no use—I’d already pinned his thighs with my knees. “Sorry, kid,” I said. “When I tie a boy up, he’s fuckin’ pinned until I say otherwise. For real. No escaping, understand? Tonight you’re mine.” As Dylan attempted to scream through the fabric, I heard a knock at the door, followed by a key entering the doorknob. I looked back to see Rick come in with our buddy Santiago, another staff member. (Santiago, you see, is the kind of ruthless Latino top who just isn’t happy until he sees blood on his dick.) “Excuse me, guys, but we heard sounds of a struggle in here,” Rick said to me, doing his best to sound genuinely concerned. “We just wanted to make sure everything’s alright.” Dylan tried screaming again, but I muffled him even more by placing my hand over his mouth. “Everything's fine," I assured him. "I do have one small problem, though: I need some help getting this boy under control. See those ropes on the bedside table?” Rick nodded and grabbed the ropes. Dylan, meanwhile, was trembling with fear—and that’s a major turn-on for me. When I see a boy get scared because he’s no longer in control, my cock twitches and I start drooling precum. I mean, look: there’s nothing hotter to me than watching a boy break. I love breaking ‘em down until they finally surrender and start begging for the raw dick they’ve always wanted. As Dylan kept trembling and whimpering, Rick and Santiago each grabbed a leg, bent him in half to expose his fuckhole, then secured his ankles to the bedposts. He struggled from time to time, and his head kept shaking back and forth in silent protest. But these protests were feeble—he knew he was fucked. I turned to Rick. “In the nightstand, you’ll find a needleless syringe. It’s all ready to go. A nice big fat dose.” He handed it over to me, and I inserted the plastic tip into Dylan’s hole as he gave me a pained, pleading look. “Don’t worry, boy. This is just some very, very special lube.” Then I pushed the plunger in, releasing the drugs into his fuckhole and bringing Dylan one step closer to the world of chemsex. With the chems quickly finding their way into Dylan’s system, I reached into my bag to grab one of my specially prepared condoms. (The preparation is pretty simple: I slice off the reservoir at the tip, so it only takes a few deep thrusts before my mushroom head bursts through the weak end of the rubber.) I held up the condom for Dylan to see, and relief flashed across his face. We were being safe after all! Then I rolled it onto my dick—making sure my boy didn’t catch sight of the hole at the tip—before pouring some lube on my shaft. Finally, with a slow thrust, I began sinking my poz dick and its useless rubber into this helpless negboy fuckhole. His cunt was warm and hungry from that giant booty bump, and I had no problem going balls-deep on the first push. I pulled back a few inches, then buried my dick all the way once more—at which point I felt my cockhead burst through the rubber, and my precum-covered cock got its first exposure to the warmth and wetness of Dylan’s unprotected fuckhole. A moment later, I pulled back out. The broken rubber now covered about two-thirds of my cock, and a string of precum connected the tip of my dick to the warm hunger of Dylan’s hole. “Sorry, dude,” I said to him, “Looks like the condom broke.” Fear entered his eyes again, and he tried to say something through the fabric stuffed in his mouth. “Dylan, I can’t hear what you’re saying. Don’t worry, though—I’ll ask somebody else. Hey, Rick? Look at this rubber. What should I do?” Rick shrugged. “Take off the rubber. Fuck his hole raw.” “Fuck yeah,” said Santiago. “Just breed that fuckin’ uptight faggot.” I looked back at our boy. “So tell me, boy: Should the three of us just bareback that sweet fuckhole of yours?” Dylan was screaming again, shaking his head back and forth, trying his best to fight his restraints. “Sorry, buddy—I really can’t hear what you’re saying. I guess we’re just gonna go with the majority, OK? Which means I’m gonna pound my cum deep inside you.” And with that, I ripped off the rubber and shoved my raw dick into Dylan’s partied-up butt. I leaned into him, looking directly into his eyes as I began to pump in and out of him with long strokes. He was starting to cry, but that just made my dick harder. “Don’t cry, buddy,” I said to him. “We’re only gonna fill your butt with three raw loads, that's all. You love bareback sex, don’t you?” “Well, at least part of him does,” Rick said, pointing to Dylan’s cock. It was rock-fucking-hard. “Your dick’s pretty hard, Dylan,” I said to him. “I guess some people might call this a rape. But what do you call it when you're raping a cunt that secret loves it?” I noticed that Rick and Santiago were starting to get naked, quietly unveiling the biohazard tats on their chests. And as I expected, Dylan saw the tattoos almost immediately, his eyes going wild with distress as he tried to yell through the muzzle. “I think he kinda likes the biohazard symbol,” said Santiago. "That makes two of us, Dylan," said Rick. "I'm glad to see you're so open-minded about taking our poz cocks bareback, even though we're not on meds." Either Dylan was exhausted or losing his voice, because he hardly made a whimper when he heard that. He just closed his eyes and quietly took my dick. A few moments later, as my pace quickened and my balls tightened, I leaned closer to Dylan. “I’m about to blow a fuckin’ load, boy. Where do you want it?” Now he was crying in earnest, still shaking his head back and forth, still making the occasional whimper. I turned to Rick. “I’m not sure, but I think he said he wants my cum in his hole.” “Yeah, that’s what I heard. Knock him up.” And then Santiago chimed in: “Fuck yeah, dude. Poz that sweet little butt.” At that, I felt Dylan’s hole clench. “His hole just squeezed around my cock. I think that means he’s consenting.” “Fuck yeah it does. Go for it,” Rick said. “Get this boy fuckin’ pregnant. Rape him full of the bug.” I turned back to Dylan. “That’s what you want, isn’t it? My unmedicated poz cum seeping into your bloodstream?” Dylan just closed his eyes and tried to say something. “I really wish I knew what you were telling me, boy. You must be begging for my toxic load in your sweet little hole. You wanna get loaded up, boy? I certainly hope so, ‘cuz I’m breeding you—I’m fuckin’ breeding you, bitch. Hear that, fag? Yeah? You like it? You hungry for some poz seed? That’s what I thought you said. YOU LOVE IT. Well, open wide, faggot, ‘cuz I’m pozzing your sweet neg hole right…fucking…now.” And just like that, I force-bred Dylan with a giant load of my poz cum. He was clearly in shock as I pulled my cock out of his hole—eyes glazed over, mouth wide open. Rick climbed onto the bed and immediately thrust his poz dick into our freshly bred boy, laughing when he saw the near-catatonic expression on Dylan’s face. “I think this kid is speechless with gratitude,” he said, slowly working his cock in and out of our new cumpig. “So let’s make him more grateful. Don’t we have a little something to brighten his day?” “Of course we do,” I replied, taking a few prepared rigs out of my bag. Then I leaned closer to Dylan. “Listen, boy: You want to take our raw dicks, don’t you? Well, this will make it easier for you to be our poz cumdump. But if we’re going to do this, I need you to sit very, very still, OK? Because otherwise you’ll just hurt yourself. Do you understand? That means no struggling, boy. Got it?” As I was saying that, Rick placed a blindfold over Dylan’s eyes, then a tourniquet on his arm, all while keeping his cock lodged deep in the boy’s hole. Then he spoke to Dylan. “We need you to nod for us, boy. Let us know that you understand. You need to be still. Perfectly still. Got it?” A pause, followed by a slow nod from Dylan. “Good boy,” I said. “Now, you’re going to feel a little pinprick in your arm. Again, do not move your arm. Just keep your arm still.” During this little speech, I was busy inserting Dylan’s rig in my arm, capturing some of my blood in the chamber. Then I lined up that same syringe with a vein in Dylan's forearm. “Such a good boy,” I assured him. “OK, here’s the pinch. Stay still.” I inserted the dirty needle in his vein, then pulled it back to mix his blood with mine. “You’re being very good, boy. Just stay like you are.” It only took a few more seconds to push the contents of that fat rig—including a fresh infusion of my poz blood—into the boy’s bloodstream, remove the needle, and release the tourniquet. There was a sharp intake of breath from Dylan. Then Rick moaned. “Dude,” he said. “I love fucking a boy’s hole when he gets slammed up, because his butt gets about 10 degrees warmer as soon as you administer that hit.” As Dylan began a violent coughing fit, Rick’s eyes rolled back and he groaned. “Fuckin’ A. His cunt is convulsing with every cough. I’m not gonna last long inside this boy.” As for Dylan, after a few moments of near-panic, he began to relax. His head tilted back, his mouth opened up. He let out a deep moan. As soon as Rick heard that sound emerge from Dylan, he started working the boy's hole—and with every thrust inside that furry slammed-up cunt, moan sounded a little more like a hungry growl. I leaned closer to Dylan. “OK, slampig. How do you feel about raw cock now?” He paused, then slowly shook his head a few times, just like before. Then another pause. And as Rick’s cock plunged its full length into his hungry butt, Dylan started slowly nodding. “Wait—is that a yes, boy? Are you trying to tell me that you want raw dick?” He nodded again, more vigorously this time. “Is that slam making you hungry, boy? Hungry to get pounded and bred and pozzed?” This time, the nod was almost violent. I could even hear him yelling “Yes” through the fabric. “OK, boy,” I continued, “If we let you speak again, are you going to accept what we’re giving you? Are you going to be a grateful and obedient fuckhole?” Another nod. “Well, here’s your test. When I take this fabric out of your mouth, the first thing I want to hear is ‘Please knock me up.’ Got it?” A nod. “Good boy. Now do it.” I started to remove the makeshift muzzle, and I could hear him saying the phrase through the muffled fabric already. Over and over he said it—“please knock me up,” “please knock me up.” In fact, for those first 30 minutes of speaking, with that giant slam still rushing through his bloodstream, “please knock me up” appeared to be the only thing he knew how to say. And that was just fine, because getting knocked up was the only thing he really needed to do that night. I laid down next to him and whispered in his ear. “So tell me the truth: you’ve always wanted to be a cumpig. Isn’t that right, boy?” “Yes,” he replied. “I wanted cum so bad. Raw dick. Uninhibited fucking. I’ve been so scared, but I’m not scared anymore.” “Good boy. You shouldn’t be scared. You should be proud. Proud to take raw dick, proud to be a true bottom—a bottom who surrenders everything to his top—and above all, proud to be free from the fear of getting pozzed. You remember those dudes fucking in the shower?” "Yeah. That was fuckin' hot." "Well, those are my friends. I set that whole thing up. I asked them to do that in front of you, because I knew it would activate your inner cumpig. I knew it would get you thinking about raw cock, about anonymous dick, about embracing the needs of that hungry fuckin' cunt of yours." I took off Dylan’s blindfold. His pupils were enormous, but his eyes shone with an odd combination of happiness and hunger. “Thank you,” he said to me. “Thank you for giving me what I needed, even before I knew that I needed it.” We fell into a deep kiss just as Rick’s body shuddered violently, his dick delivering pulse after pulse of poz cum inside this slammed-up boy’s hungry hole. Dylan let out another groan, whispered "Thank you so much, you fuckin' stud," and went back to making out with me. Finally I sat up, looking him deep in those jet-black pupils. “One more question, boy. After the three of us breed you, what are you gonna do?” He shot me a devilish little grin. “You mean…other than hunting for more loads?” “Good answer,” I said with a laugh. “And if you think you’re hungry now, you have no idea what’s coming. Because it won’t be long before we’ll slide another needle in your arm to get you even nastier and trashier, you twisted fuckin’ pig.” With that, Rick waved his cock over Dylan’s face, all slicked up with a heavy coating of fresh cum. And without saying another word—like any good pair of pigs—Dylan and I helped each other lick that poz dick clean. MORE TO COME…